4. BONUS MATCH: Lily Collins vs Emma Watson (Rematch Clause)
Mar 25, 2023 3:12:14 GMT -6
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4. BONUS MATCH: Lily Collins vs Emma Watson (Rematch Clause)
Lily:
(33, 5’5, 112, 78:22 FCBA, VIXENs)
Emma:
(32, 5’5, 63:37 FCBA, VIXENs)
BEFORE:
The fight officials have mandated: rules are rules, and a rematch clause could be cashed in at any point after the conclusion of the prior contest. Translation: if Lily Collins wants to embarrass herself and fight another ten rounds against the woman who just knocked her out cold, it’s her prerogative.
VIX officials are powerless to stop these wheels already set in motion months before. Sooner or later, Collins and Watson are surely destined to clash again. It’s not as though this gauntlet series would mark the end of their heated rivalry… Might as well let them get it all out of their system, according to Head Trainers Steve Boyd and Corey Saucier.
Ladies are given 30 minutes of down-time, however, the mandatory time slot between fights for them to at least catch their breaths. Back in their corners of the ring, their fight teams are desperately trying to chill bruised torsos and hot heads, with Lily hydrating and shaking the bruising pain from her jawline.
The fans are not going anywhere either, staying glued to their seats and eager to watch this bonus match suddenly materialize on the match cards.
Few words needed between both corners - not at this stage of their epic rivalry. Right at the buzzer of 30 minutes, Vanessa Hudgens parades back into the center of the ring, smiling devilishly and secretly planning to be the ultimate victor in this complicated three-way. She gestures sensually to Lily and Emma, who glare back at her from their retooled fighting positions!
There’s the opening bell again, and HERE WE GO with ANOTHER ten rounds of Flyweight action!
ROUND 1:
It’s NOT the first round for both women, but technically the ninth! We weren’t expecting any rush-ins or wild charges from already battered girls, but this is Lily Collins we’re talking about!! The fallen Vixen has something BIG to prove in invoking this rematch clause right here and now, which she sure as hell doesn’t want to squander! She RUSHES STRAIGHT FOR WATSON and immediately TEARS into her! Emma sort of anticipated this sudden onslaught but even she’s getting shocked and awed by the speed and tempo of Lily’s attacks, the leaner girl LEAPING in and bashing a series of hooks all over her arms and body, pushing her about the ring in the very first minute! Watson tries to contain her enthusiasm with the odd slap of leather across the chin or snap uppercut into that vulnerable chin, but Collins is NOT to be denied, forcing her way all the way in and burying her mittens deep into the Brit’s paunch, before rocking her late with a double whammy to her chest and chin as well. At the bell, Watson looks more than a little unsure of her decision to accept this rematch clause, her eyes tired and chest breathing hard. But the real question is whether Collins can sustain this burst of energy for another ten full rounds!
ROUND 2:
Emma’s back to doing what Emma does best, catching Lily with a straight hand off the top of her brow or temple, scoring points where she can and then getting the hell out of the way of her opponent’s rushes. Lily hasn’t broken her stride either, skirting in fast and ravaging the Brit’s bruising body with more pokes and prods, then banging a hook off the top of the forehead to snag and dazzle. Girls go careening into the ropes more than once, arms and legs tangled up in each other’s orbit, snarling incoherent words and smooches to opposing cheeks, lips buried into shoulders or chests whenever a fist is tucked low into the tummy or side of the ribs. RInse, repeat, as Lily and Emma take turns imposing their wills upon each other. Watson capitalizes on Lily’s concussion from the prior fight, keeping her abuse up on that noggin’ and ending the round with a stiff blow across the eye, which sends Lily slumping back into the ropes with a groan. Bell rings before Emma can send her down for another count, but not before plunging an uppercut into the center of her abs to bowl her over. Hudgens issues Watson a stern warning, shoving her back towards her corner, and we’ve officially crossed over ten rounds of fightin’, with no sign of either girl giving up!
ROUND 3:
More body abuse from Watson, who senses another opportunity to break her opponent’s resolve, specifically by targeting those rapidly pinking abs of Collins’. A source of pride for her stablemate, and if some of her previous opponents had known better, they wouldn’t have attempted to break the Vixen’s torso as a legitimate path to victory. But Watson has better ideas, keeps tucking those fists beneath Lily’s guard, and drawing louder and louder urrks and hnngghs from Collins’ lips. Lily’s right to be protecting her head, but she’s getting bullied about the ring, once or twice falling into danger of being herded into the corner turnbuckle, where she’d have nowhere else to go but down. Watson takes the round by a wider margin than the previous, gleefully piercing another straight right into Lily’s belly to keep her pinned to the corner and almost primed to go down. Lily, however, has caught wind of her foe’s obsession, immediately clouts Emma back with a high hook to the cheek, another swift series of lunges repaying the punishment as Watson is the one left bowled over and gasping for air by the sound of the bell, one-two-three gloves catching her on the tummy before Hudgens forces her way in to separate.
ROUND 4:
Mid-round and Vanessa is still urging both girls to get in there and fight, despite the fact that Emma and Lily already look winded as hell, sucking in large swaths of air, and still clutching their bodies as they come out of their corners for the fourth. Emma tries to slow the pace down with a steady jab-jab-cross combo to the head, but once again, Collins swerves in a different direction, blocking and weaving first before lunging with a right hand to her lips and knocking Emma’s head back! OUCH!! Watson should have known better than to try and dance with her rival, especially at this stage! Collins lets out a shout of RAGE as she pushes inwards with more punches, hounding Emma with hooks to her head that go off bang bang bang, before almost taking her head off with another overhand crashing into the forehead! Watson hits the ropes, and she SWINGS for the fences, hoping to score lucky and stem Lily’s tide! But the blow MISSES overhead, with Lily ducking under and FOLDING her over with a step-in uppercut drilled to the body! Emma’s eyes bulge, as he covers up and tries to weather this onslaught, but Lily’s SNARLS back in her face, prying those battered arms apart before DRILLING blow after blow straight into her stomach! Eventually, Watson’s HAD ENOUGH, mewing forwards into her gloves, her butt bouncing on the middle rope, as her shocked face SLIDES down Lily’s body and POOLING at her feet!! It’s an early KNOCKDOWN for Collins, though we aren’t all that surprised, given how both women just went eight rounds against each other!
“GE-UPP, TWATSON!! You gonna let Lilyputt womanhandle you like that?!?” None other than the guest referee herself shouting at Emma from atop, as Vanessa Hudgens initiates the count once Lily has been herded to the neutral corner.
Lily can’t be bothered to chastise the referee any longer, breathing hard and trying to straighten her body up against the turnbuckle, whilst watching Emma slowly begin to stir from all fours. Emma’s clutching at her sides, her face twisted in pain as she attempts to rise... and having Hudgens shrieking down in your face surely isn’t helping. Hudgens punctuates the count of ten with plenty of insults and shouts of discouragement, but Watson still can’t make it off her knees! Finally, Hudgens shrieks down at her: “10!! YOU’RE FINISHED, b*tch!!” just as Emma’s legs collapse to the canvas, and she hangs her head down in defeat! This rematch is OVER In record fashion!!
Official Decision: Lily Collins defeats Emma Watson via KO4!
AFTER:
It may be bittersweet to come in in second place, but don’t mention that fact to Lily Collins, who’s behaving as though she’s still come out of this gauntlet the winner. She keeps an eye on the opportunistic Hudgens in the immediate post-fight, warning her to stay away with a hard glare and pointed finger, before slowly shedding each glove and stumbling back to Emma’s fallen form by the ropes.
Hudgens snarls, pacing expectantly in a corner of the ring, fingers itching to impose her will on both rivals. But she’s confronted by a ravishing looking Megan Fox and Nell Tiger Free, begin to herd her off to the side after, her antics done for the night.
The cameras themselves are surely highlighting the final shot of the evening: not of Miss Watson’s earlier qualification to the Hall, but of Lily Collins towering over her foe in their immediate rematch, one hand later buried in the top of Emma’s hair, the other raised high to the cheers of the crowd.
“Always knew you had a soft center, Ems,” Lily taunting her, after dragging the disheveled Watson off the canvas and then roughly shoving her into the turnbuckle.
Emma’s knees already begin to buckle downwards when Lily balls up her fist and thrusts it into her midsection, forcing Magical’s body to lurch forward and over into her arms for some additional “support”. Watson lets out more painful huffs and groans as Lily keeps her fist buried in the same position, forcing the remaining air from her parted lips.
“You might have made it to the Hall first, but you sure as hell ain’t gonna go in looking pretty…” Lily hisses into the side of Emma’s ear, before allowing the defeated Brit to collapse back down to her butt.
Lily saunters about the ring, her hands raised and a wide smirk on her face. Large swaths of her body are shaded pink, and the Vixen is sporting a noticeable limp from all the exertion of the evening. But Emma’s definitely no better, her head slumped over the middle rope to the side, disheveled dirty blonde hair curled over her pretty face, and a deep part of her regretting ever taking on this rematch on the same night of her big victory.
Lily not giving two fucks about what happened earlier, though, clamoring over the fallen British princess, angling her thighs and hips on either side of Emma’s shoulders before gaining a firm grip over her hair and head. Watson resists this final, epic tummy smother, shrieking and raging and twisting her face away from Lily’s battered torso, but ultimately, it’s no use.
A couple of bare-fist shots between the eyes has Emma slumped in the corner and her eyes straining in enraged defeat, her lips parted briefly for air before being pulled in and then smeared across Lily’s chiseled abs. Collins works the tummy smother from above, having pinned Emma down in the corner, which gives her maximum leverage to thrust the Brit’s stunned face into the curves of her stomach, later tugging her head back so that Emma’s eyes are locked with her own.
“Remember this moment, Ems,” Lily says with a huff from above, a wicked grin slicked across her face. “Congrats for making it into the Hall, b*tch!”
We’d like to thank everyone for their extreme patience in the build-up to this storyline, including Lookout! Boxing for providing so much logistical support. Lily and Emma will be back and available for bookings in the months to come!
4. BONUS MATCH: Lily Collins vs Emma Watson (Rematch Clause)
Lily:
(33, 5’5, 112, 78:22 FCBA, VIXENs)
Emma:
(32, 5’5, 63:37 FCBA, VIXENs)
BEFORE:
The fight officials have mandated: rules are rules, and a rematch clause could be cashed in at any point after the conclusion of the prior contest. Translation: if Lily Collins wants to embarrass herself and fight another ten rounds against the woman who just knocked her out cold, it’s her prerogative.
VIX officials are powerless to stop these wheels already set in motion months before. Sooner or later, Collins and Watson are surely destined to clash again. It’s not as though this gauntlet series would mark the end of their heated rivalry… Might as well let them get it all out of their system, according to Head Trainers Steve Boyd and Corey Saucier.
Ladies are given 30 minutes of down-time, however, the mandatory time slot between fights for them to at least catch their breaths. Back in their corners of the ring, their fight teams are desperately trying to chill bruised torsos and hot heads, with Lily hydrating and shaking the bruising pain from her jawline.
The fans are not going anywhere either, staying glued to their seats and eager to watch this bonus match suddenly materialize on the match cards.
Few words needed between both corners - not at this stage of their epic rivalry. Right at the buzzer of 30 minutes, Vanessa Hudgens parades back into the center of the ring, smiling devilishly and secretly planning to be the ultimate victor in this complicated three-way. She gestures sensually to Lily and Emma, who glare back at her from their retooled fighting positions!
There’s the opening bell again, and HERE WE GO with ANOTHER ten rounds of Flyweight action!
ROUND 1:
It’s NOT the first round for both women, but technically the ninth! We weren’t expecting any rush-ins or wild charges from already battered girls, but this is Lily Collins we’re talking about!! The fallen Vixen has something BIG to prove in invoking this rematch clause right here and now, which she sure as hell doesn’t want to squander! She RUSHES STRAIGHT FOR WATSON and immediately TEARS into her! Emma sort of anticipated this sudden onslaught but even she’s getting shocked and awed by the speed and tempo of Lily’s attacks, the leaner girl LEAPING in and bashing a series of hooks all over her arms and body, pushing her about the ring in the very first minute! Watson tries to contain her enthusiasm with the odd slap of leather across the chin or snap uppercut into that vulnerable chin, but Collins is NOT to be denied, forcing her way all the way in and burying her mittens deep into the Brit’s paunch, before rocking her late with a double whammy to her chest and chin as well. At the bell, Watson looks more than a little unsure of her decision to accept this rematch clause, her eyes tired and chest breathing hard. But the real question is whether Collins can sustain this burst of energy for another ten full rounds!
ROUND 2:
Emma’s back to doing what Emma does best, catching Lily with a straight hand off the top of her brow or temple, scoring points where she can and then getting the hell out of the way of her opponent’s rushes. Lily hasn’t broken her stride either, skirting in fast and ravaging the Brit’s bruising body with more pokes and prods, then banging a hook off the top of the forehead to snag and dazzle. Girls go careening into the ropes more than once, arms and legs tangled up in each other’s orbit, snarling incoherent words and smooches to opposing cheeks, lips buried into shoulders or chests whenever a fist is tucked low into the tummy or side of the ribs. RInse, repeat, as Lily and Emma take turns imposing their wills upon each other. Watson capitalizes on Lily’s concussion from the prior fight, keeping her abuse up on that noggin’ and ending the round with a stiff blow across the eye, which sends Lily slumping back into the ropes with a groan. Bell rings before Emma can send her down for another count, but not before plunging an uppercut into the center of her abs to bowl her over. Hudgens issues Watson a stern warning, shoving her back towards her corner, and we’ve officially crossed over ten rounds of fightin’, with no sign of either girl giving up!
ROUND 3:
More body abuse from Watson, who senses another opportunity to break her opponent’s resolve, specifically by targeting those rapidly pinking abs of Collins’. A source of pride for her stablemate, and if some of her previous opponents had known better, they wouldn’t have attempted to break the Vixen’s torso as a legitimate path to victory. But Watson has better ideas, keeps tucking those fists beneath Lily’s guard, and drawing louder and louder urrks and hnngghs from Collins’ lips. Lily’s right to be protecting her head, but she’s getting bullied about the ring, once or twice falling into danger of being herded into the corner turnbuckle, where she’d have nowhere else to go but down. Watson takes the round by a wider margin than the previous, gleefully piercing another straight right into Lily’s belly to keep her pinned to the corner and almost primed to go down. Lily, however, has caught wind of her foe’s obsession, immediately clouts Emma back with a high hook to the cheek, another swift series of lunges repaying the punishment as Watson is the one left bowled over and gasping for air by the sound of the bell, one-two-three gloves catching her on the tummy before Hudgens forces her way in to separate.
ROUND 4:
Mid-round and Vanessa is still urging both girls to get in there and fight, despite the fact that Emma and Lily already look winded as hell, sucking in large swaths of air, and still clutching their bodies as they come out of their corners for the fourth. Emma tries to slow the pace down with a steady jab-jab-cross combo to the head, but once again, Collins swerves in a different direction, blocking and weaving first before lunging with a right hand to her lips and knocking Emma’s head back! OUCH!! Watson should have known better than to try and dance with her rival, especially at this stage! Collins lets out a shout of RAGE as she pushes inwards with more punches, hounding Emma with hooks to her head that go off bang bang bang, before almost taking her head off with another overhand crashing into the forehead! Watson hits the ropes, and she SWINGS for the fences, hoping to score lucky and stem Lily’s tide! But the blow MISSES overhead, with Lily ducking under and FOLDING her over with a step-in uppercut drilled to the body! Emma’s eyes bulge, as he covers up and tries to weather this onslaught, but Lily’s SNARLS back in her face, prying those battered arms apart before DRILLING blow after blow straight into her stomach! Eventually, Watson’s HAD ENOUGH, mewing forwards into her gloves, her butt bouncing on the middle rope, as her shocked face SLIDES down Lily’s body and POOLING at her feet!! It’s an early KNOCKDOWN for Collins, though we aren’t all that surprised, given how both women just went eight rounds against each other!
“GE-UPP, TWATSON!! You gonna let Lilyputt womanhandle you like that?!?” None other than the guest referee herself shouting at Emma from atop, as Vanessa Hudgens initiates the count once Lily has been herded to the neutral corner.
Lily can’t be bothered to chastise the referee any longer, breathing hard and trying to straighten her body up against the turnbuckle, whilst watching Emma slowly begin to stir from all fours. Emma’s clutching at her sides, her face twisted in pain as she attempts to rise... and having Hudgens shrieking down in your face surely isn’t helping. Hudgens punctuates the count of ten with plenty of insults and shouts of discouragement, but Watson still can’t make it off her knees! Finally, Hudgens shrieks down at her: “10!! YOU’RE FINISHED, b*tch!!” just as Emma’s legs collapse to the canvas, and she hangs her head down in defeat! This rematch is OVER In record fashion!!
Official Decision: Lily Collins defeats Emma Watson via KO4!
AFTER:
It may be bittersweet to come in in second place, but don’t mention that fact to Lily Collins, who’s behaving as though she’s still come out of this gauntlet the winner. She keeps an eye on the opportunistic Hudgens in the immediate post-fight, warning her to stay away with a hard glare and pointed finger, before slowly shedding each glove and stumbling back to Emma’s fallen form by the ropes.
Hudgens snarls, pacing expectantly in a corner of the ring, fingers itching to impose her will on both rivals. But she’s confronted by a ravishing looking Megan Fox and Nell Tiger Free, begin to herd her off to the side after, her antics done for the night.
The cameras themselves are surely highlighting the final shot of the evening: not of Miss Watson’s earlier qualification to the Hall, but of Lily Collins towering over her foe in their immediate rematch, one hand later buried in the top of Emma’s hair, the other raised high to the cheers of the crowd.
“Always knew you had a soft center, Ems,” Lily taunting her, after dragging the disheveled Watson off the canvas and then roughly shoving her into the turnbuckle.
Emma’s knees already begin to buckle downwards when Lily balls up her fist and thrusts it into her midsection, forcing Magical’s body to lurch forward and over into her arms for some additional “support”. Watson lets out more painful huffs and groans as Lily keeps her fist buried in the same position, forcing the remaining air from her parted lips.
“You might have made it to the Hall first, but you sure as hell ain’t gonna go in looking pretty…” Lily hisses into the side of Emma’s ear, before allowing the defeated Brit to collapse back down to her butt.
Lily saunters about the ring, her hands raised and a wide smirk on her face. Large swaths of her body are shaded pink, and the Vixen is sporting a noticeable limp from all the exertion of the evening. But Emma’s definitely no better, her head slumped over the middle rope to the side, disheveled dirty blonde hair curled over her pretty face, and a deep part of her regretting ever taking on this rematch on the same night of her big victory.
Lily not giving two fucks about what happened earlier, though, clamoring over the fallen British princess, angling her thighs and hips on either side of Emma’s shoulders before gaining a firm grip over her hair and head. Watson resists this final, epic tummy smother, shrieking and raging and twisting her face away from Lily’s battered torso, but ultimately, it’s no use.
A couple of bare-fist shots between the eyes has Emma slumped in the corner and her eyes straining in enraged defeat, her lips parted briefly for air before being pulled in and then smeared across Lily’s chiseled abs. Collins works the tummy smother from above, having pinned Emma down in the corner, which gives her maximum leverage to thrust the Brit’s stunned face into the curves of her stomach, later tugging her head back so that Emma’s eyes are locked with her own.
“Remember this moment, Ems,” Lily says with a huff from above, a wicked grin slicked across her face. “Congrats for making it into the Hall, b*tch!”
Race to the Hall-of-Fame
Collins:Watson
2:4
Lily Collins QUALIFIES for the Hall-of-Fame!
We’d like to thank everyone for their extreme patience in the build-up to this storyline, including Lookout! Boxing for providing so much logistical support. Lily and Emma will be back and available for bookings in the months to come!
