Tahnee Atkinson vs Lorella Boccia (JMDD)
Apr 16, 2023 14:35:25 GMT -6
Vassago and Lookout! Boxing like this
Post by oddmanout on Apr 16, 2023 14:35:25 GMT -6
Lorella Boccia '
vs Tahnee Atkinson (JMDD)
Before: Lorella sashaying into prefight, full-to-bursting with swagger after hammering Tahnee in the August stable war, and stripping Brianna on New Year’s Day. "There will be no retreat in this fight," Boccia promises the press. "I will stack Tahnee up and pummel her without mercy. I will punch and punch - no let up. I will not stop until she lies flat and broken at my feet!"
Aussie vixen looking to meet this buxom challenge head on. "She's the shabbiest name out there. One round - that's all this will take. I'm going tummy&tits on Lorella and there's not a damn thing she can do about it!"
There it is then - both girls long on will, short on strategy in what promises to be a brutal, shortlived slugfest.
Ringpost in sand setup. Lorella entering first, wearing a leopard-print bikini, white gloves, hair cascading loose over back and breasts. Tahnee in a black bandeau, black gloves, sporting a white headband until after the ring instructions. Both fighters barefoot in the sand.
R1: Hellcats come out eyes blazing--immediately locking up, wrestling and grappling each other to the ropes, brawling and mugging with shoulders and elbows as much as fists on the inside. Lorella a bit more compact, getting lower and going to gut on Tahnee with systematic rights and lefts--it’s having a wearing effect on the wilder Aussie. Final minute a good one for Boccia: Tahnee shabby, swinging loose and wild, arms wrapping harmlessly around Italian’s head and shoulders--meanwhile Lorella’s digging in muscular. Tahnee shouting out woozy as she sits in the ropes, suddenly all beat up in the gut, Boccia just in a short-pumping rhythm, working her way up torso and mopping up on those unearthly Atkinson hooters. Lorella slopping home the hurt, Tahnee just sick about it at the bell.
R2: Both girls savagely going at one another’s moneymakers this round. Holding and hitting, crazy, senseless action as girls take turns grabbing around the head, tugging the opponent off balance and pumping away to buxom goodness with the free mitt. Girls constantly stumbling to sand, not knockdowns, they’re just reeling in one another’s grasps, hard to keep balance on the sand. Tahnee snapping off a trio of legally scoring hits, before wrapping back up into the scrum. Girls are forcibly separated at the bell, corners getting involved to peel the snarling combatants apart--it’s just out of control.
R3: Tahnee soaks up some body bombs from Lorella early, Italian detonating swinging rights and lefts against bronzed belly&breasts, buffeting Atkinson around the ring, but Aussie starts to take advantage of the distance. Tahnee swinging freely from the outside, starts to wallop the available Lorella upside the head, knocking HER off balance. Mindless, bludgeoning action develops--girls swinging away at each other, Atkinson the rangier beauty, taking great healthy hacks at her girl, gloves pounding off shoulders and skull, ribs and rack, Boccia not looking too good at the end. Both girls open mouthed, sullen-eyed, and worn going back to their corners, but the wide open melee seems to have favored Tahnee.
R4: Lorella turns the tables, getting to Tahnee with straight, plowing right hands inside the Aussie’s winging offerings, really wearing out Atkinson’s chin in the first minute. Boccia able to body up in the final minute, reaching under Tahnee’s arms chesting her bulky to the ropes, then pushing off to work her over--serious one-way beat down as Aussie turns sideways to the ropes in a pathetic cringe. Final minute, Atkinson bawling out loud, drooping forward, Boccia just hup-hup-hupping away, tidy lefts and rights, all shoulder and leg, thick and juicy to jug.
R5: Tahnee actually starts to employ a little savvy this round, loading up and swinging from her hips--sweeping rights to Lorella’s breasts and breadbasket, crashing back skull with slinging hooks, Italian giving ground, shook in her backside, skidding along ropes in retreat. Boccia backpedaling, evasive, neither woman effective when she’s not coming forward and Atkinson starts to bully her. Lorella smart whenever Tahnee gets to her chest, tieing up, wrestling with Bossie Aussie, even twisting her and driving her bodily to the sand, anything to prevent Atkinson from working inside. Five rounds of messy high-energy brawling sees both women leaning their heads against the turnbuckles in the corner, chests heaving like bellows as corner crews try to patch them up for more punishment.
R6: JMDD pace has fighters tottering out to midring, tired legs tangling around each other, both girls wind up sprawled on the sand, struggling in one another’s arms, rising to their knees and still working each other’s guts plugging right hands out of the wrap. On their feet, it’s the same posture--left hands snaked around necks, heads held in tight, right hands slam-pumping away in mindless fashion downstairs. Wild, gyrating stagger around the ring as girls tug and slug each other, both wailing and whining--it’s 1 part fist fight, 1 part pillow fight, 1 part catfight. Tahnee gets a palm on Lorella’s forehead, shoves herself some punching room, plugs away some clubbing overhands to body to take the round if either fighter did.
R7: Tahnee squishes into Lorella, backs her up, smears her ropeside and gets AFTER it on the inside. Boccia on her heels, worked on, pushed up on, trapped against the ropes--she’s trying to slug Atkinson off her, but Bossie Aussie won’t be discouraged and Lorella’s not economical enough with her ropey haymakers in close. Tahnee making PUTTY out of heroic Boccia jug, Italian open mouthed in outrage at the constant pumping wallop her teats are taking. Tahnee all squirmy and strong, tousle-grinding away forehead-to-forehead, reaching in with her arms and brawny shoulders, making Lorella feel the weight. Atkinson ignores the bell to keep shoveling it on--ref has to intercede.
R8: Tahnee punched-out, mouth-breathing, shopworn, shuffling to her left, hands at stomach height, still trying to load up and take Lorella’s head off with swinging haymakers. Boccia showing exhaustion as well, but stalking--she’s stepping forward, hands at her chest, pushing out a straight “jab” like a new toy, reading Atkinson’s blockbusters and evading or blocking. Both girls really taking a breather--lots of shuffling, circling, glaring, not so much punching as each girds for the championship rounds
R9: Shoulder to shoulder collide n’ dig, swat n’snatch— exhausted girls working hard swapping slugs jug and tummy. Tahnee gradually separating herself: harder shots, cleaner shots, Lorella grudgingly giving ground to the ropes, stops punching back halfway through. Atkinson stepping up the pace, cuffing and bludgeoning, Boccia starting to soak up hard sock, crossing her arms, sucking wind. Tahnee getting off in clusters, then palming her girl off, looking her over, then slapping in body-to-body to pack the right hand firm to gut, hooking away from there as groaning Lorella wilts forward. Boccia breaking down badly—punches bashing and skidding off her shoulders, tits, tummy and chin—crowd starting to squeal as those curvy thighs start to quake. Final moments—teary-eyed Lorella sinks to her knees, blowing hard through pursed lips and it’s OVER! Boccia shaking her head “No” up at the ref as she sits back on her haunches. It’s a KO9 win for Tahnee as she shows just WHY nobody’s been willing to take her on JMDD for so long!
After: Sweet vindication Tahnee's jugs KO Lorella's jugs in another brutal war of attrition in the ongoing O&E-IBB slugging wars. Poor Boccia blubbering, shuddering on her stool - ATKINSON'S HURTLING IN! Sudden chaos as Tahnee bursts in past Lorella's attendants, both girls crash to sand, writhing and scrambling as they roll under the ropes and out of the ring.
Lorella on her back, lifts her feet, bicycle-kicking furiously into Tahnee's left side ribs and haunch, pushing Aussie away – Italian girl twists onto her stomach, panting, rising to all fours: Atkinson pounces on Boccia's sweat-shiny back. Lorella whimpering, struggling up onto her her knees -Tahnee with a snug gut-wrench in around her belly from behind - Boccia hanging on ropes for dear life as Atkinson tries to tug her backwards.
Tahnee nuzzling in, cinching and recinching her gut wrench, finally pulls Lorella off the ropes, twists her, gets her tummy-down on the sand again, quickly scrambling to straddle-mount Boccia's back, untieing her bikini ties, snaking arms around in a sleeper choke. Lorella wriggles onto her right side, then to her back - Tahnee careful not to get rolled-over, stays on top as Italian girl shifts herself underneath leaving her top behind as the busty bundle shuffles over the sand. That saves Boccia from the choke, but now she's face-first against Atkinson's breasts: right where Bossie Aussie wanted her.
Tahnee curling her legs up underneath her - she's crouching close on her haunches, keeping her weight on Lorella's torso - Italian's long, powerful legs lashing and writhing impotently. Atkinson patient, settling in for the long haul, controlling her foe, forcing Boccia to take weight: Italian spending up last of her reserves in fighting her way out of one smother after another. Tough to watch for Lorella's fans - she's helpless, but defiant and struggling - she's getting one arm or the other up into Tahnee’s reverse-sleeper, twisting to one side or the other to foil Aussie norks - but then she's at risk of being choked, has to return to her back to avoid THAT fate. Atkinson just tightening the noose, tightening it, letting her tummy, jugs, shoulders and arms slowly choke off Boccia's options.
Lorella on her back, no longer able to fight off the smothers - her arms reach up to slap at Tahnee's back, or pull at her hair. Atkinson, straightening her back, removing her bandeau top, then snuggling up, Boccia shuddering beneath her, digging into sand with her toes, exerting maximum downward press onto Italian's face. That's it: Lorella's arms relax out to either side; legs stop moving - she's out. Tahnee grinning happily at Boccia's complete subjugation. “Fair Go,” Atkinson declares as she stands up, before toeing Lorella onto her belly, untying the Italian’s ties to remove her bottoms, leaving her stripped bare in payback for giving Brianna the same treatment in January.
vs Tahnee Atkinson (JMDD)
Before: Lorella sashaying into prefight, full-to-bursting with swagger after hammering Tahnee in the August stable war, and stripping Brianna on New Year’s Day. "There will be no retreat in this fight," Boccia promises the press. "I will stack Tahnee up and pummel her without mercy. I will punch and punch - no let up. I will not stop until she lies flat and broken at my feet!"
Aussie vixen looking to meet this buxom challenge head on. "She's the shabbiest name out there. One round - that's all this will take. I'm going tummy&tits on Lorella and there's not a damn thing she can do about it!"
There it is then - both girls long on will, short on strategy in what promises to be a brutal, shortlived slugfest.
Ringpost in sand setup. Lorella entering first, wearing a leopard-print bikini, white gloves, hair cascading loose over back and breasts. Tahnee in a black bandeau, black gloves, sporting a white headband until after the ring instructions. Both fighters barefoot in the sand.
R1: Hellcats come out eyes blazing--immediately locking up, wrestling and grappling each other to the ropes, brawling and mugging with shoulders and elbows as much as fists on the inside. Lorella a bit more compact, getting lower and going to gut on Tahnee with systematic rights and lefts--it’s having a wearing effect on the wilder Aussie. Final minute a good one for Boccia: Tahnee shabby, swinging loose and wild, arms wrapping harmlessly around Italian’s head and shoulders--meanwhile Lorella’s digging in muscular. Tahnee shouting out woozy as she sits in the ropes, suddenly all beat up in the gut, Boccia just in a short-pumping rhythm, working her way up torso and mopping up on those unearthly Atkinson hooters. Lorella slopping home the hurt, Tahnee just sick about it at the bell.
R2: Both girls savagely going at one another’s moneymakers this round. Holding and hitting, crazy, senseless action as girls take turns grabbing around the head, tugging the opponent off balance and pumping away to buxom goodness with the free mitt. Girls constantly stumbling to sand, not knockdowns, they’re just reeling in one another’s grasps, hard to keep balance on the sand. Tahnee snapping off a trio of legally scoring hits, before wrapping back up into the scrum. Girls are forcibly separated at the bell, corners getting involved to peel the snarling combatants apart--it’s just out of control.
R3: Tahnee soaks up some body bombs from Lorella early, Italian detonating swinging rights and lefts against bronzed belly&breasts, buffeting Atkinson around the ring, but Aussie starts to take advantage of the distance. Tahnee swinging freely from the outside, starts to wallop the available Lorella upside the head, knocking HER off balance. Mindless, bludgeoning action develops--girls swinging away at each other, Atkinson the rangier beauty, taking great healthy hacks at her girl, gloves pounding off shoulders and skull, ribs and rack, Boccia not looking too good at the end. Both girls open mouthed, sullen-eyed, and worn going back to their corners, but the wide open melee seems to have favored Tahnee.
R4: Lorella turns the tables, getting to Tahnee with straight, plowing right hands inside the Aussie’s winging offerings, really wearing out Atkinson’s chin in the first minute. Boccia able to body up in the final minute, reaching under Tahnee’s arms chesting her bulky to the ropes, then pushing off to work her over--serious one-way beat down as Aussie turns sideways to the ropes in a pathetic cringe. Final minute, Atkinson bawling out loud, drooping forward, Boccia just hup-hup-hupping away, tidy lefts and rights, all shoulder and leg, thick and juicy to jug.
R5: Tahnee actually starts to employ a little savvy this round, loading up and swinging from her hips--sweeping rights to Lorella’s breasts and breadbasket, crashing back skull with slinging hooks, Italian giving ground, shook in her backside, skidding along ropes in retreat. Boccia backpedaling, evasive, neither woman effective when she’s not coming forward and Atkinson starts to bully her. Lorella smart whenever Tahnee gets to her chest, tieing up, wrestling with Bossie Aussie, even twisting her and driving her bodily to the sand, anything to prevent Atkinson from working inside. Five rounds of messy high-energy brawling sees both women leaning their heads against the turnbuckles in the corner, chests heaving like bellows as corner crews try to patch them up for more punishment.
R6: JMDD pace has fighters tottering out to midring, tired legs tangling around each other, both girls wind up sprawled on the sand, struggling in one another’s arms, rising to their knees and still working each other’s guts plugging right hands out of the wrap. On their feet, it’s the same posture--left hands snaked around necks, heads held in tight, right hands slam-pumping away in mindless fashion downstairs. Wild, gyrating stagger around the ring as girls tug and slug each other, both wailing and whining--it’s 1 part fist fight, 1 part pillow fight, 1 part catfight. Tahnee gets a palm on Lorella’s forehead, shoves herself some punching room, plugs away some clubbing overhands to body to take the round if either fighter did.
R7: Tahnee squishes into Lorella, backs her up, smears her ropeside and gets AFTER it on the inside. Boccia on her heels, worked on, pushed up on, trapped against the ropes--she’s trying to slug Atkinson off her, but Bossie Aussie won’t be discouraged and Lorella’s not economical enough with her ropey haymakers in close. Tahnee making PUTTY out of heroic Boccia jug, Italian open mouthed in outrage at the constant pumping wallop her teats are taking. Tahnee all squirmy and strong, tousle-grinding away forehead-to-forehead, reaching in with her arms and brawny shoulders, making Lorella feel the weight. Atkinson ignores the bell to keep shoveling it on--ref has to intercede.
R8: Tahnee punched-out, mouth-breathing, shopworn, shuffling to her left, hands at stomach height, still trying to load up and take Lorella’s head off with swinging haymakers. Boccia showing exhaustion as well, but stalking--she’s stepping forward, hands at her chest, pushing out a straight “jab” like a new toy, reading Atkinson’s blockbusters and evading or blocking. Both girls really taking a breather--lots of shuffling, circling, glaring, not so much punching as each girds for the championship rounds
R9: Shoulder to shoulder collide n’ dig, swat n’snatch— exhausted girls working hard swapping slugs jug and tummy. Tahnee gradually separating herself: harder shots, cleaner shots, Lorella grudgingly giving ground to the ropes, stops punching back halfway through. Atkinson stepping up the pace, cuffing and bludgeoning, Boccia starting to soak up hard sock, crossing her arms, sucking wind. Tahnee getting off in clusters, then palming her girl off, looking her over, then slapping in body-to-body to pack the right hand firm to gut, hooking away from there as groaning Lorella wilts forward. Boccia breaking down badly—punches bashing and skidding off her shoulders, tits, tummy and chin—crowd starting to squeal as those curvy thighs start to quake. Final moments—teary-eyed Lorella sinks to her knees, blowing hard through pursed lips and it’s OVER! Boccia shaking her head “No” up at the ref as she sits back on her haunches. It’s a KO9 win for Tahnee as she shows just WHY nobody’s been willing to take her on JMDD for so long!
After: Sweet vindication Tahnee's jugs KO Lorella's jugs in another brutal war of attrition in the ongoing O&E-IBB slugging wars. Poor Boccia blubbering, shuddering on her stool - ATKINSON'S HURTLING IN! Sudden chaos as Tahnee bursts in past Lorella's attendants, both girls crash to sand, writhing and scrambling as they roll under the ropes and out of the ring.
Lorella on her back, lifts her feet, bicycle-kicking furiously into Tahnee's left side ribs and haunch, pushing Aussie away – Italian girl twists onto her stomach, panting, rising to all fours: Atkinson pounces on Boccia's sweat-shiny back. Lorella whimpering, struggling up onto her her knees -Tahnee with a snug gut-wrench in around her belly from behind - Boccia hanging on ropes for dear life as Atkinson tries to tug her backwards.
Tahnee nuzzling in, cinching and recinching her gut wrench, finally pulls Lorella off the ropes, twists her, gets her tummy-down on the sand again, quickly scrambling to straddle-mount Boccia's back, untieing her bikini ties, snaking arms around in a sleeper choke. Lorella wriggles onto her right side, then to her back - Tahnee careful not to get rolled-over, stays on top as Italian girl shifts herself underneath leaving her top behind as the busty bundle shuffles over the sand. That saves Boccia from the choke, but now she's face-first against Atkinson's breasts: right where Bossie Aussie wanted her.
Tahnee curling her legs up underneath her - she's crouching close on her haunches, keeping her weight on Lorella's torso - Italian's long, powerful legs lashing and writhing impotently. Atkinson patient, settling in for the long haul, controlling her foe, forcing Boccia to take weight: Italian spending up last of her reserves in fighting her way out of one smother after another. Tough to watch for Lorella's fans - she's helpless, but defiant and struggling - she's getting one arm or the other up into Tahnee’s reverse-sleeper, twisting to one side or the other to foil Aussie norks - but then she's at risk of being choked, has to return to her back to avoid THAT fate. Atkinson just tightening the noose, tightening it, letting her tummy, jugs, shoulders and arms slowly choke off Boccia's options.
Lorella on her back, no longer able to fight off the smothers - her arms reach up to slap at Tahnee's back, or pull at her hair. Atkinson, straightening her back, removing her bandeau top, then snuggling up, Boccia shuddering beneath her, digging into sand with her toes, exerting maximum downward press onto Italian's face. That's it: Lorella's arms relax out to either side; legs stop moving - she's out. Tahnee grinning happily at Boccia's complete subjugation. “Fair Go,” Atkinson declares as she stands up, before toeing Lorella onto her belly, untying the Italian’s ties to remove her bottoms, leaving her stripped bare in payback for giving Brianna the same treatment in January.
