Katheryn Winnick vs. Tina Louise

Tale of the Tape:

Tina Louise (5-1-0, 5 KO)
5'7, 42 years old
Celebrity Wrestling Federation

vs.

Katheryn Winnick (38-21-0, 38 KO)
5'4, 45 years old
The Dollhouse

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

Intro:
“AND NOW! Making her 7th appearance in the ring. Please welcome the Victoria, Australia native, standing 5 foot 7, weighing in at 120 pounds, TINAAAA LOUISSSSEEEEE!!”

Outfits:
Tina was meticulously poured into a microscopic, sheer bikini that clung to her heavy chest with admirable effort. The thin-banded tube top did little to contain her massive, overflowing D-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.

Like Louise and her Stablemate, Stana Katic, Katheryn Winnick had also been a late starter. Accomplishing everything she had in her career while only fight past the age of 40, no one had more respect for the Canadian than the CWF group. While not offering the same generous amount of skin as the salacious Aussie, Winnick was equally stunning; her porcelain frame wrapped in a faux-sheer black corset and matte black bikini bottoms.

Louise had made a decent bit of noise in her first Tournament appearance, but Winnick was the overwhelming favorite despite a decided reach disadvantage. However, with a spot in the Inaugural Cougar Tournament Finals on the line, all bets were off.

Round 1:
While both fighters were coming off a grueling second round test, Louise appeared to be the fresher of the two as the first round kicked off. Having gone into the eighth to finally down the surprising Kim Kardashian, Winnick struggled to get involved with the length of Louise. Tina might have been more green, but the jump from a 5’3 opponent to 5’7 in such a short period of time was jarring. The jittery Aussie dexterously stayed at range and toyed with Katheryn, slinging testy darts from just far enough that the blonde couldn’t offer a retort without walking herself into trouble. A few adventurous forays into Tina’s striking range left the Canadian licking her wounds and puzzled as to how to get in tight enough to settle in. Louise takes a flirtatious, relatively uneventful first 10-9.

Round 2:
Yet to have her oppressive length mitigated, Tina confidently strode out for the second and invited another horn-lock; playfully pawing at Winnick’s extended palm with her own before lashing a snappy overhand toward the blonde. Katheryn disappeared in a flash, shifting left and slugging Louise in the navel with a waistband-high right hook that lawn-chaired her at the belly. Nearly face-planting, Louise caught her balance and reset to zero, huffing with frustration as she tore through the gap between them with two more windmill crosses. Just after the first glance off a shoulder, the second rolled off a ducking Winnick’s back; the blonde burrowing forward and erupting with two fleshy uppercuts. Louise gagged as her taut abdomen was once again pistoned by the first, wincing before the second brutally chugged against her underboob and lifted her out of her belted top.

Louise drunkenly pirouette and floundered into the ropes, sloshing into the corner as Katheryn tacked another trio of jabs into her slender upper half. With Tina desperately peering through her defenses, Katheryn expertly manipulated the rookie’s hands with her eyes; moving her forearms with feigns and flinches in order to sneak heavy right hands through. The Aussie buckled and sagged as meaty jabs tore into her hip, then her cheek; wobbling before a biting one-two hook flattened her tummy and teardropping breast. Tina’s legs slid out from underneath her at the bell, catching the top rope with the crook of her armpit and pulling herself upright to avoid going down. Masterclass rebuttal from Winnick, 10-8.

Round 3:
Frustrated at the wardrobe malfunction in the last round, Tina quickly found herself wading out past her depth; recklessly flurrying on Winnick but catching nothing but the breeze. Two handfuls of swings and misses left Tina gasping, caught flat-footed as Winnick finally rolled out her own red carpet push back. A gag-inducing hook to the navel, thumping pair of yo-yo hooks to the chin, straight left to the tits; Louise gawkily seesawed across the ring as Katheryn backed her from post-to-post. Louise desperately pushed off of Katheryn before a titanic overhand whizzed through her contrails, drunkenly wobbling to the far corner like a fawn learning to walk. A game of cat and mouse stalled out the late portion of the round, but Tina was emanating a palpable uneasiness that made it easy to pick against her on the scorecard. Winnick takes another 10-8, and starts to display some of the overwhelming striking that got her here.

Round 4/5:
Winnick had been allowed to find a troubling rhythm thanks to her technical expertise; controlling and dissecting the relative amateur and threatening to run away on points. After her opening strategy had been solved by the vet, Louise finally meandered her way to plan-B; brawling. Like a bull in a china shop, the lanky Aussie dragged Katheryn right down into the mud; tugging into boorish clinches, pawing and groping at her chest, and draping herself over a balking Winnick every chance she got. Louise woman-handled the blonde all over the ring, finally roughhousing her way into the ropes late in the fourth and finding a treasure trove in the body.

A visibly exhausted Winnick sputtered for air as Tina leaned into her sternum, bowing the ropes further with every hatchet to the tummy from their chesty entanglement. Louise looked almost just as gassed, resting her chin on the blonde’s forehead as she drummed away at her ribs and sideboob with tidy, stumpy hooks from the side. Winnick could hardly stand as she supported both their weight, withering as Louise finally flowered and opened up with a wicked one-two-three; rocking Katheryn between her fists as the hooks drubbed home – ribs, shoulder, temple. Winnick wobbled, but steadied and slipped through to escape with the help of the ropes, stalling out the last of the round. Completely spent just to survive the fourth, Winnick used what was left of her legs to play keep-a-way in the fifth. Louise had another three minutes of batting practice, but this time Katheryn was able to avoid being teed up or trapped. Winnick is starting to look as though her legs are gone, losing the fourth and fifth 10-8 and 10-9, respectively.

Round 6:
The younger, longer Aussie has looked incredibly game over the last two rounds; stepping out for the sixth and picking Winnick’s leash right back up. The fading Canadian struggles to pace with the sweltering Louise; her heels clacking and stamping against the mat as she’s bludgeoned into a retreat. Louise continues to open up on a shell-shocked Winnick, tossing the governor out and putting the pedal to the floor with a wicked flurry of overhands and crosses. Katheryn twists and dips through a blanket of leather, her spine grating against the ropes before a left slithers through and pops her chin. Then, it’s a right from Tina and she can feel the Canadian wilting! Louise shuffles left and spikes a straight right toward Katheryn’s jaw, only to have it whiz over the tangle of the top rope. Winnick sidesteps herself, curling a venomous left hook beneath the delicate curve of the Aussie’s lower rib cage.

Louise gags as the blonde’s shiv sinks into her abdomen, fluttering her long lashes shut and skirting back a handful of steps with her elbow crooked over her pulsing ribs. As Tina’s eyes drift open, the blonde lunges forward and rips a straight right into her sternum, pancaking her pierced tit with a breathtaking heart punch. Louise lets out a shrill bleat, careening into the post as Winnick stalks. The cornered Aussie explodes off her angle, whipping a left hook toward Katheryn’s chin, then a mirrored right; only both do nothing more than send a breezy shock-wave through the air. There’s a bony crunch as Louise swallows a stiff right overhand; her shoulder-length, half-ponied locks springing as her skull snaps straight back. The platinum blonde’s glazed pupils skitter and dance as she slinks off the ropes, listing forward with her hands hanging around her navel – then *THWACK*

Louise’s tight midsection buckles and concaves around a vicious left hook that spears her side, piercing her hip. The breathless Aussie’s throaty whimpers are abruptly cut off as a bony uppercut rises through her cleavage and torpedoes through her chin, lifting her to her tippy toes before her knees pinch inward and she folds gracelessly to the ground.

1… 2… Louise awkwardly twists to the mat before unfolding and sprawling flat on her belly, unraveling like a marionette that lost its strings.

3… 4… 5… 6… The platinum blonde’s sternum sputters as it swells with deep, frenzied pants; gurgling on her mouthpiece as she can do little more than wiggle and pedal her legs for traction as Winnick confidently straddles her from the side. One final twitch and the Aussie deflates with a resigned exhale.

7… 8… 9… 10!!

"And your winner, by KO in Round 6, KATHERYYYYYNN WINNNNNNNICKKK!!!!"