Lindsay Pelas versus Danielle Sharp (JMD)

Tale of the Tape (JMD):

Lindsey Pelas (14-15-0, 14 KO)
5'3, 32 years old, 32F
Celebrity Wrestling Federation

vs.

Danielle Sharp (5-2-0, 5 KO [BBU])
5'5, 31 years old, 30F
PageThrees

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

Intro:
"Welcome to this fabulous JMD contest… “

"AND NOW! Making her 30th appearance in the ring, the runner-up in the Princess of the Beach Tournament. Please welcome the Ruston, Louisiana native, standing 5 foot 3, weighing in at 120 pounds, LINDSEYYYYY PEEEEEELAS!!"

Outfits:
Lindsey was meticulously poured into a microscopic bikini that clung to her heavy chest with admirable effort; a fitting attire as she returned to the JMD circuit where she was custom-built to thrive. The thin-banded tube top did little to contain her massive, overflowing F-cups; 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 wide, voluptuous hips devoured her string thong bottoms, the biting floss disappearing between her plump cheeks and bronzed folds of flesh as she slid salaciously into the ring.

Danielle Sharp was also daringly-clad in her FCBA-debut; sporting a sheer, matte black lace bra and high-wasted thong. Her pale, milky-white skin and playful, shoulder-length locks perfectly contrasted the caramel, jaw-dropping curves of her platinum-haired opponent. Sharp inched just a hair higher on her toes than Pelas as the Brit and the American came chest-to-chest; both grinning wide as their heavy racks swelled and mushroomed against one another. The F-cup pancake stare down was a saw-off draw, with both girls unable to bump the other more than a half-step back before the bell finally rang.

Round 1:
The well-endowed Brit’s first welcome since arriving Stateside was a rude one; as the more experienced blonde tore into her with a frantic pace she hadn’t felt in years. Sharp had seen some incredibly promising success in the BBU; losing only two bouts, both of which were Title fights. With respect to Charlotte Church and Rhian Sugden, Pelas was a different beast in the midst of the run she was currently on. Looking to sneak back to 0.500 for the first time since 2020 and win her fifth JMD contest in a row, the blooming blonde stunned the taller brunette with an early chop to the ribs; buckling and trimming Sharp to a more manageable size. As Danielle breathlessly folded at the waist and trudged through quicksand, Pelas mercilessly drummed heavy, bouncing hooks off her chest; racking her hanging orbs with alternating swipes. Sharp deftly feathered a jab through Pelas’ onslaught before she neared the danger of the corner ropes, piercing one of Lindsey’s titanic tits and eliciting a shrill squeal from the stalking blonde. Sharp’s gloved fist was enveloped by the blonde’s fleshy orb before practically trampolining off her sternum; her own chest flattened as Pelas countered with two vicious overhand barbs that spiked through her heart.

Danielle couldn’t help but stamp her heels in a clumsy retreat, her jaw hanging slack as Pelas topped off the trade with a lifting thump to the underside of her bosom; volleying her backside into the tangle of the ropes. Pelas tore through her abdomen with dynamic, looping hooks and uppercuts; pistoning up her rib cage before the bell sounded and called her off. Lindsey takes the first, 10-8.

Round 2/3:
The bawdy blonde was bubbling with confidence after her commanding first; using the ring of the bell to leap off the starting-block and wickedly palm the unsuspecting Brit’s swelling breasts. Sharp desperately swatted and pried at Lindsey’s wrists as the blonde began to churn her thick stems, ruthlessly driving the arch of Danielle’s spine into the corner post with a meaty *THWACK*. Danielle gasped as Pelas slipped a jab into her navel, then bowed for another tilted hook to the crest of her sternum.

After learning the hard way that direct hits to Pelas’ extra padding didn’t produce the desired results, Sharp went back to the drawing board with a more circuitous approach; twisting a snappy, biting hook into Pelas’ sideboob before the blonde’s missile hit home. Pelas gutturally whimpered and wilted to her side, rolls forming on her abdomen as she crunched over another sharp jab to the belly from the brunette. Lindsey wailed as a third crunchy sidewinder rippled against the underside of her dangling right tit; rattling her rib cage and slinging her heavy, swelling orb out the bottom of her belted top. The indecent blonde squelched as Sharp swept a tight overhand across her chin; pirouetting and sprawling chest-first across the top rope before gracelessly fumbling into the far corner.

Pelas careened into the padded post before slouching over the ropes, hooking the rubber band with the crook of her elbow to stiffen up before Sharp got on her horse and followed. Weighty mists of sweat coated the canvas as the two swapped paint against the post; with Pelas bending for a thumping cross to the shoulder before being force-fed a titanic overhand down her throat. The blonde’s thong-split cheeks slowly slumped down the post; her frame gracelessly contorting as Sharp hammered away at her buxom upper half with delirious hammer blows. With her thighs arched into a half split and her writhing, gnarled frame barely propped off the canvas, a desperate Pelas was finally saved by the bell; collapsing to a conveniently-placed stool just seconds after the round ended. While not nearly the same punishing onslaught, the third would be no kinder for Pelas; as the blonde continued to be befuddled by the length and unorthodox angles created by Sharp. After taking the second 10-8 to level the fight, Sharp jumped out to a lead with a 10-9 third.

Round 4:
Looking to string together just the second three-fight winning streak of her career, Pelas was resolute despite the ‘wobbles’ starting to afflict her legs; bumbling like a duckling to greet the comparatively composed brunette before tearing into her belly with a ferocious right hook. Sharp folded, then rose to chug a pair of fleshy uppercuts into the underside of the blonde’s bosom; bouncing her titanic chest before piercing the fold of her sideboob with a brutal shiv from the left. Pelas winced with a shrill yelp and bared her teeth, pinching the crook of her elbow to cover her ribs before skipping into a backpedal. The blonde’s cheeks flushed red as she fluttered her long lashes, mascara smearing with sweat down the side of her cheek as Sharp flung another crisp jab that rattled her spinning cranium. The retreating model’s sternum concaved as another bruising overhand pancaked her orbs, sulking as her tits crudely spilled out the bottom of her rising bra.

Sharp pushed stride-for-stride with the graceless blonde’s withdrawal; whipping a pair of overhands that narrowly whizzed past as Pelas tucked a knee inward and slunk beneath. Suddenly the blonde lashed upwards with an awkward side-hook, crunching the brunette’s gaping mouth shut with a bony rattle. Sharp drifted into a clumsy misstep, her legs buckling as she continued to fumble forward; sweeping a lazy cross over Pelas’ shoulder. *THWACK*… Another meaty glove hit home, snapping the brunette’s skull sideways and suspending her heels in mud. Sharp’s bulbs lulled as she fumbled toward Pelas’ bare chest, trying to tie her up with a clinch before two suffocating arrows lifted her own bosom. The Brit squealed as the blonde rose from her own ashes, bolting hooks and uppercuts into her chest until Sharp was the one wading back. Just as her arms went to swaddle her pulsing breasts, a sweeping hook clacked off her temple and brutally deposited the spasming brunette flat on her ass.

1… 2… 3… Sharp blubbered as she rolled to her belly, tucking her thighs into her chest as she curled into a pathetic fetal position.

4… 5… 6… 7… Danielle was content to put in her letter of resignation as the topless blonde paraded around her, palming her overflowing chest and basking in the adulation from above.

8… 9… 10!!

"And your winner, by KO in Round 4, LINDSEYYYY PEEEELAAAAAASSS!!!!"


Post Fight:
With little energy or intensity to spare, Pelas took a blunt, abrupt seat on the brunette’s hip; eliciting a hoarse yelp from Danielle’s lips as she straddled her waist and collapsed atop her. The disheveled Brit flashed her best puppy dog eyes before Pelas ripped her head around by the scalp, hissing venom before using two controlling clumps of hair to awkwardly contort the brunette’s lithe, buxom frame all the way around and stuff her head between her hanging tits.

Sharp furiously squirmed and pried, her slender sternum rapidly swelling with abbreviated pants and sputters before Lindsey hugged the back of her neck and stuffed her deeper; burying the brunette’s entire skull between her heaving orbs. The brunette’s talons quickly fell away as Pelas rag-dolled her side-to-side, gracelessly bent and folded sideways before finally being flung free of the blonde’s grip, completely unconscious.