Elizabeth Turner versus Hailee Lautenbach (JMDD)

Tale of the Tape (JMDD):

Elizabeth Turner (6-7-0, 6 KO)
5'10, 30 years old, 32D

vs.

Hailee Lautenbach (2-5-0, 2 KO)
5'9, 28 years old, 34D

(Written by Celebrity Wrestling Federation/Results by Lookout!)

Intro:
"Welcome to this fabulous JMDD contest… “

“AND NOW! Making her 14th appearance in the ring fighting for the Celebrity Wrestling Federation. Please welcome the Georgia native, standing 5 foot 10, weighing in at 130 pounds, ELIZABETHHH TURNERRRR!!”

Outfits:
Elizabeth Turner was meticulously poured into a microscopic bikini that barely clung to her heavy chest; a purposefully lewd outfit designed for an easy discard in this JMDD contest. The thin-banded tube top did little to contain her massive, overflowing D-cups as it cut into her slender sternum; her heaving orbs swelling as though they were fastened with a belt rather than a bikini top with how much cleavage and underboob was being offered. Her narrow hips were hugged by a pair of low-rise, string thong bottoms, the biting floss disappearing between her plump cheeks and bronzed folds of flesh as she climbed salaciously into the ring; finally rising and rearranging the twined bottoms by hiking them high up her hips.

Hailee Lautenbach had all the tools and more than enough assets to be a top-flight JMDD fighter; but without any management she’d had a rough 2022 facing the likes of Abigail Ratchford and Bethany Lily April. Nevertheless, the busty Oregon native strut ringside with a smile that beamed as though she’d forgotten it all; her curvy frame overflowing from a teal string bikini and thong that harmonized beautifully with the pale pink getup sported by Turner. Judging by the staredown as Lautenbach swept past Lizzie’s corner, their floral ring-garb would be the last bit of flowery niceties for the evening.

Round 1:
Showing a striking polish that she simply hadn’t shown up until this point in her career, Turner worked masterfully in the first. Acclimating well to a busy 2023 since signing with the CWF, the blonde’s every punch was full of venom; repeatedly showcasing her stellar footwork to create lanes for explosive right hands. Clearly favoring one fist over the other, but with the brunette still unable to stop it, Turner punched her way in and out of trouble with the right; skewering Hailee’s tight navel with a handful of hefty uppercuts that left the model gutted and in a full retreat. Riding her first two-fight win streak since defeating Lautenbach and Roser in 2018, Turner looked poised to push it to three after a dominating 10-8 first.

Round 2/3:
With another batch of not-so-fond memories to add to her collection from 2018, Lautenbach finally snapped and gave a dominating round that her career had seldom seen. With a touch more curve and a bit more weight behind her when compared to the blonde, Hailee took the reigns in the second and bullied the slender Turner post-to-post. Fearless now that she was tight enough to deny the big, sweeping overhand right from Lizzie, Hailee put on a body clinic; tenderizing Turner’s tight midsection to the point the blonde could barely draw oxygen through her deflated lungs. After the intermission forced Hailee to reset and lose her positional advantage, Turner did a much better job of warding off another invasion from the brunette. With the hammer loaded and ready to wallop, Turner found her payback in the form of two straight minutes of bludgeoning the brunette’s guard; chunking heavy hooks and overhands into a backpedaling Lautenback who spent the whole third round getting shelled right back. The two leggy beauties trade wide rounds; with Hailee taking the second and Elizabeth taking the third 10-8.

Round 4:
While the brunette might have been lacking in experience, she was no dummy. Having been punished more times by Turner’s weighted right hand than she cared to thus far, Lautenbach was ready to do something about it. For Turner, it was right back to the well as the two locked horns to start the fourth; trailing another meaty overhand right toward Hailee’s cheek after the opening bit of hand-fighting. This time, the brunette was lying in wait; slipping low and darting sideways to narrowly avoid the bludgeoning hellfire. As Turner helplessly swung over the top, Hailee strode forward and pierced the blonde’s tight, flexing belly with a deadly uppercut. Lizzie’s eyes bulged as her navel was skewered, hoarsely mewling as she folded over the brunette’s powerful forearm piston and nearly spilled to her knees. Her mascara-streaked lashes fluttered as she jolt with breathless spasms, dribbling a stream of drool across Lautenbach’s shoulder before the brunette pulled back her shiv and crossed the blonde’s cheek with a sickening left hook. Turner’s taut upper half sharply coiled and unraveled in a split second, sloshing back in place before her knees tucked inward and she buckled; tipping flat on her face sprawled across the center of the ring.

1… 2… 3… The brunette’s corner erupted as Turner’s frame hit the canvas and shook with tremors as she tried to breathe, sputtering as she pressed one paw against the mat and teetered to her hip.

4… 5… 6… 7… Lizzie methodically rolled into a seated crouch on her haunches, her slender tummy still spasming with frantic pants as she somehow pushed upright at 8, standing nose-to-nose with a preening Lautenbach.

Having survived the most unbridled shot imaginable from Lautenbach, Turner played keep-a-way for the remainder of the round in order to avoid any more damage to her glass chin. Her once-graceful movement was now much more lumbering, but with Lautenbach still fearing Turner’s menacing right overhand, the brunette obliged. Lautenbach levels the fight and then some, 10-8.

Round 5:
Despite a vicious knockdown in the prior round, the dogged blonde came out with her same snarl; shutting down a lazy, assuming overhand left from Lautenbach and stuffing a spiteful volley down the brunette’s throat. Hailee’s ponied, auburn locks playfully bounced as her skull was rattled by a snappy pair of jabs; her arms pinwheeling as she staggered a handful of steps backwards. Just ten seconds into the round, Turner vaulted into a half-sprint; tracking the drunken model down and catapulting through a sidewinding right hook to the ribs. Lautenbach lurched sideways and throatily exhaled her mouthpiece, wincing as she slid the crook of her elbow down her abdomen just in time to be CRUNCHED by another meaty uppercut.

The brunette pirouette into the ropes, crashing with her wounded side into the corner turnbuckle before Turner followed and stapled her upright. Lizzie mushroomed chest-to-chest with the squirming Lautenbach; overwhelming her with a bosomy clinch before sliding back and separating with a looping right hook that demolished the brunette’s hanging chin. Hailee’s glazed bulbs rolled in their sockets before fluttering shut, her knees buckling as she first spiked to her knees, then tipped sideways.

1… 2… 3… 4… The groggy brunette furiously pant as Turner straddled her from above, planting a heel on her shoulder and sprawling the curled Lautenbach to her back so she could get a more delicious view.

5… 6… 7… 8… 9… 10!!!

"And your winner, by KO in Round 5, LIZZZZZIEEEE TURRRRRNERR!!!!"


Post Fight:
The victorious blonde struck and held an exasperated, frazzled pose above the felled Lautenbach; staring down at the blubbering brunette through sweat-matted, disheveled strands of her loose, shoulder-length locks. Her slender, sculpted abdomen swelling with deep pants; Lizzie’s heavy chest was begging to be liberated from the skewed top belted around her sternum. Judging by their roar, the audience was in agreement. Turner shuffled to where she was straddling the brunette’s shoulders from above; her long, golden stems extending to either side of Lautenbach’s lulled cranium as Hailee finally began to come to and look skyward.

The whimpering brunette breathlessly shook her head in protest, squealing as Elizabeth crouched and hooked the back of her neck with both hands; ripping her upright with a grip on the model’s tight pony tail. Lautenbach attempted to twist and face her attacker, but Turner had other plans; awkwardly contorting the mewling model until she had positioned her for a Dragon Sleeper from behind.

Hailee throatily wailed in protest as Turner took her free hand and yanked down on the valley of her own belted tube top, shimmying the bunched material around her navel to spill her heaving chest free. Lautenbach’s cries were abruptly muffled as Turner stuffed the brunette’s upside down features between her tits, shimmying and cramming until Hailee’s lips disappeared between plump, glistening folds. Hailee wildly squirmed and clawed at air as her flushed features were stapled to the blonde’s teardropping underboob, wiggling until both her arms fell away and hung limp at her sides. In her final moments, Lautenbach arched to her tippy toes, gurgling as her wide hips thrust forward in an attempt to somehow buck free. Her own heavy chest shook with violent, sputtering convulsions before she finally deflated and crumpled to the ground, scrunched across Turner’s feet.