Lily Collins vs. Elisha Herbert (Bare Knuckle AMD)
Jun 30, 2023 20:20:23 GMT -6
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Post by Lookout! Boxing on Jun 30, 2023 20:20:23 GMT -6
Lily Collins vs. Elisha Herbert (Bare Knuckle AMD)
(Results: Lookout!, Words: Caspian)
Lily:
(33, 5’5, 112, 80:22 FCBA, VIXENs)
Elisha:
(23, 5’6, 3:1 FCBA, BronzedOz Boxing)
BEFORE:
Lily Collins and Elisha Herbert, our next two fierce competitors, strut into the press hall with an intoxicating mix of confidence and animosity. Lily, dressed in a badass black leather jacket that hugs her curves and midriff-baring jeans, exudes a stern animosity the moment she lays her eyes on Elisha. Can you blame her? The Vixen is probably still seething from their previous encounter, a humiliating defeat that shattered her precious winning streak back in 2022.
Elisha, on the other hand, saunters into the room wearing a crop top that showcases her sculpted abs and snug athletic leggings that leave little to the imagination. She has a devilish smirk plastered on her face, relishing in the knowledge that she's gotten under Lily's skin once before, and can certainly do so again. The confidence oozes from her every pore, and she can't help but taunt her rival with a casual flick of her hair.
The reporters in the room are like a pack of hungry wolves, eager to sink their teeth into the drama and rivalry between these two. Lily's voice drips with venom as she responds to Elisha's boastful claims. "You think you've got me figured out, don't you? Well, guess what, Elisha? I'm not the same fighter you faced last time. This time, I'll tear you apart and leave you questioning your own abilities."
Elisha, smirking confidently, brushes off Lily's threats in that heavy Aussie accent of hers. "Oh, Lily, you're still living in the past. That victory was no fluke. I shattered your ego, and this rematch will only solidify my dominance over you. Prepare yourself for another dose of humiliation."
One brave reporter brings up Lily's history of failed attempts to capture the AMD title, particularly her inability to overcome Vanessa Hudgens in the past. Lily's jaw visibly clenches, before she replies. "Little Nessie may have slipped through my fingers before, but mark my words, I'll come back stronger and claim what's rightfully mine. And if I have to go through Elisha to get there, so be it. No one will stand in my way."
“Maybe I’m the one who should be making a claim for the title,” Elisha cuts in with a smirk.
“Once I leave her blubbering into my tummy again, I may just claim my second title…”
The tension reaches its peak as Lily and Elisha later lock eyes during the pre-fight stare down on the stage. They come face to face, their noses nearly touching as if challenging each other's space. Lily flashes her younger foe a smirk, before jabbing a pointed finger into Elisha’s toned midriff. "Think you can compete with me, huh? That torso of yours is gonna be hurting by the time I'm through with you," she sneers.
Not one to back down, Elisha matches Lily's provocation by positioning her balled fist under Lily's chin, with her other hand finding its way to the curve of the Vixen’s belly, drawing a flash of annoyance when her bare knuckles graze Lily’s toned abs. "I'm going to break your body, Collins, one row of abs at a time," Elisha retorts back with steely determination in her eyes.
Before the situation escalates further, the fight officials swiftly intervene, stepping between the two fierce competitors, gently guiding Lily and Elisha back to their respective corners, and reminding them of the rules and the need for a fair contest.
Hours later, the atmosphere in the arena is electrified as Lily and Elisha make their grand entrances. Lily strides onto the stage confidently, her fighting attire accentuating her sculpted physique. She wears a black sports bra and short tights that showcase her chiseled midsection, her toned abs on full display. Her fists are wrapped meticulously with white tape, ready to deliver bare-knuckled power, as she gives her chiseled torso a couple of hard slaps, indicating they’re ready for any punishment tonight.
Elisha, looking equally determined, makes her entrance next, her fighting attire consisting of a vibrant red crop top and black bikini briefs that reveal her perfectly defined midriff. Her fists are wrapped tightly with white tape as well, and as she walks to the ring, the crowd roars in anticipation, recognizing the incredible spot she’s found herself in, all at the tender age of 23, a full decade younger than her opponent tonight.
Once inside the ring, both fighters engage in their final preparations. Lily bounces lightly on her feet, shadowboxing with precision and focus. Her eyes lock onto Elisha, who’s standing in the opposite corner. The Aussie model takes deep breaths of her own, centering herself as she visualizes her strategy going forward. It’s her very first AMD match, and so she consciously flexes her fingers open and close, feeling the power coursing through her bare knuckles.
Without further ado, HERE WE GO with ten rounds of AMD action! There’s the wave of the referee’s hand and the bell!
ROUND 1:
Both fighters refuse to back down, wading in and heading straight for each other, before trading blows to their sides and tummies with relentless fervor. While Lily occasionally resorts to cheeky strikes to Elisha’s face, designed to disorientate, it proves to be a costly error, with Elish, on the other hand, staying focused on targeting Lily's midsection. Her knuckles repeatedly slam into Lily's abs and ribs, causing her opponent to wince in pain. Despite suffering a throbbing chin from Lily's counter swings to her jawline or temple, Elisha continues to punish the body. As the opening clash unfolds, they find themselves clinched up in close quarters, their free fists resulting in frequent tie-ups with fingers entangled in each other's hair, adding an element of grit to their already fierce exchanges. With their free fists, they unleash more tepid blows to each other's chests and bodies, seeking to gain an advantage. Taped knuckles make contact with various sections of their opponent's torsos, each strike contorting the muscles, toned abs to ripple, and mutual bodies to lurch in pain. When the bell finally rings, it’s clear that both girls are not backing down, and the referee has to forcibly insert himself in between them, before herding these wildcats back to their corners! What an opening clash!
ROUND 2:
The second round unveils a smarter approach from Lily, who opts for calculated strikes from a distance. Elisha, on the other hand, attempts to wade in and brawl once again, paying the price for her lack of defense. Lily's well-placed punches find their mark on her vulnerable nose and lips, inflicting cumulative damage throughout the round. Then, Lily utilizes the facial shots to bring Elisha's guard up, setting the stage for a punishing blow that lands straight to her unprotected tummy. The impact is devastating, folding Elisha in half and leaving her gasping for air, her body convulsing with pain from that balled fist crumpling into her stomach above her belly button. A cratering sensation reverberates through her body, evoking a visceral gagging and choking response. Yet, true to her youthful spirit, Elisha refuses to yield, backing away to create more space, before giving chase once again in the final minute, throwing a lot of fists in and some of them definitely finding their mark on Collins' sides. Although the round may not have been a complete shutout, Elisha fights until the very last second, refusing to be overshadowed. Collins events the scoreboards at the bell, throwing this AMD fight wide open…
ROUND 3:
In the third, Elisha maintains a more cautious approach, improving her defense by effectively blocking Lily's facial attacks with her raised arms. She’s not getting stunned by the Vixen any longer, instead countering well-placed strikes to Lily's undercarriage. With one or both fists sunk into Lily's lower belly with a meaty smack, she leaves her opponent gasping for air, lips parted in discomfort, before quickly disengaging. Elisha continues to apply pressure, driving Lily towards the ropes. However, Collins showcases her agility and evades a sudden, powerful swing aimed for her temple. Instead, the older brunette ducks under and slams her own one-two combo into Elisha's own tummy, making her body lurch and drawing a grunt from the youngster’s lips, effectively returning the favor. Not content with just that, Lily lunges at Elisha, grabbing onto her hair and shoulders with both hands, initiating a chaotic wrestle amidst the nearby ropes. Loose strands and bare shoulders become anchors in their struggle, as both women grapple and tug, their fists mercilessly plugged into each other's bellies whenever an opportunity arises. The intensity of the exchange leaves their waistlines sporting a vibrant hue of pink, and as the round draws to a close, it remains tightly contested, requiring the intervention of the referee to separate the fighters once again.
ROUND 4:
Lily’s experience begins to shine through, the Vixen employing cunning feints and deceiving Elisha by luring her focus towards her body with a half-swing, before unleashing thunderous overhand strikes to her nose and forehead that brutally snap her head back. Such a display of calculated precision leaves Elisha stunned and reeling, and constantly on the backfoot. Buoyed by her success, Lily intensifies her assault, following Herbert and unleashing a barrage of left and right punches into every inch of her torso, circumventing her arms and banging away at breasts and ribs, and even venturing below the belt, a satisfied grin on her face as Elisha’s body bends over in shock, her lips trembling from another fist impacting the flesh below her belly button, which draws frequent admonishments from the referee. Elisha valiantly attempts to mount a defense, backing away constantly and occasionally finding opportunities to retaliate with her own punches to Lily’s sides and chin. However, the cumulative effect of Lily's onslaught leaves her visibly battered by the bell, and reluctantly conceding to Lily’s dominance this time.
ROUND 5:
Here comes Elisha, wanting to recreate the success of their first encounter! The Aussie model charges forward in the opening seconds, unleashing a powerful hook and surprising Collins when it lands squarely on her cheek, which sends her head jerking to the side! However, Lily swiftly retaliates through gritted teeth, instinctively ducking and then swinging back with a hook of her own, which catches Elisha square on her vulnerable tummy, causing her to crumple in agony. Lily's face contorts with rage as she mercilessly PLOWS right into Elisha, hammering away at her waistline. Elisha, realizing the danger, covers up and retreats in an attempt to weather the storm. But Lily shows no mercy, launching another straight cross in between her arms that lands directly on Elisha's sternum. Immediately, her torso convulses, a sharp gasp escaping her lips as the air is forcefully expelled from her lungs, before Elisha slowly crumples to her knees, her breath stolen by the ruthless blow. It’s a KNOCKDOWN for Lily Collins, though not before continuing to hammer her fists away at Elisha’s sides and chest, all the way down! The referee has to physically shove Collins back to the neutral corner with a stern warning, before moving back to start the count!
Elisha finds herself on her knees, her body cradled in her arms as she gasps for air, her breath ragged and labored. Her face is contorted in a grimace, as she musters every ounce of strength to try and straighten up, to fight against the pain and rise to her feet, but her efforts prove futile. The referee's count echoes in the background, and as the count reaches its final moments, Elisha realizes the futility of her battle against the throbbing pain that engulfs her body. With a heavy heart and aching muscles, she sinks back down, her forehead pressed into the canvas, her body still shuddering, unable to beat the count. And the referee’s count of 10 finally rings out, sealing her fate and marking Lily's victory!
Official Result: Lily Collins defeats Elisha Herbert via KO5!
AFTER:
Lily wastes no time in the aftermath of the fight. With a wicked gleam in her eyes, she strides back towards Elisha, a predator ready to claim her prey. Swiftly, she reaches down, her hand entangling in Elisha's hair, and she forcefully pulls her shocked face upward, the rest of her battered body arched and forced along for the ride, making her trembling lips brush against the tempting contours of her own thighs and the curves of her lower belly.
"You thought you could conquer me?” Lily shouts and taunts the beaten girl. “Well, tonight, I've conquered you. Your weak abs couldn't withstand the might of mine."
Elisha's breaths come in ragged gasps, her lips quivering against the soft warmth of Lily's abdomen. The sweat-slicked surface of Lily's tummy accentuates the intimate contact, with Elisha's blubbering lips brushing against her conqueror’s taut skin.
"Inferior abs, inferior fighter. It's clear who the real woman is here. Remember this moment, Herbert, as a reminder of your place beneath me."
Lily tightens her grip, guiding Elisha's face even further forward, pressing her nose and lips firmly into her tauntingly pink abdomen, her parted lips leaving moist imprints on smooth skin. Each desperate breath Elisha takes is filled with the scent of sweat and Lily's triumph, as the Vixen finally throws her off to the side, breaking her torture.
With a further malicious grin, Lily stands tall and positions herself provocatively over Elisha's battered body on the canvas. Raising a boot, she plants it down into Elisha's already tortured tummy, relishing in her foe’s shuddering and squirming.
Then, Lily calls for the microphone. "Listen up, Pudgens! Tonight, I showed everyone that I possess the superior abs and body in this division," Lily declares, her voice laced with confidence. "You've been running scared, ducking and dodging me, but now there's no place left to hide. I want you in that ring, and I promise your inferior abs will crumble under my fists. You'll be like poor Elisha here, on your back, but not before kissing my tummy."
With that, Lily tosses the mic off to the side, striding back to her corner, looking every bit a future champion. How will the champion answer the challenge? We’ll have to wait to find out! Rumors are already circling of a potential fight in the making in early July. But meanwhile, one thing’s for certain: Vanessa will NOT appreciate this call out, especially from such an old, hated rival.
(Results: Lookout!, Words: Caspian)
Lily:
(33, 5’5, 112, 80:22 FCBA, VIXENs)
Elisha:
(23, 5’6, 3:1 FCBA, BronzedOz Boxing)
BEFORE:
Lily Collins and Elisha Herbert, our next two fierce competitors, strut into the press hall with an intoxicating mix of confidence and animosity. Lily, dressed in a badass black leather jacket that hugs her curves and midriff-baring jeans, exudes a stern animosity the moment she lays her eyes on Elisha. Can you blame her? The Vixen is probably still seething from their previous encounter, a humiliating defeat that shattered her precious winning streak back in 2022.
Elisha, on the other hand, saunters into the room wearing a crop top that showcases her sculpted abs and snug athletic leggings that leave little to the imagination. She has a devilish smirk plastered on her face, relishing in the knowledge that she's gotten under Lily's skin once before, and can certainly do so again. The confidence oozes from her every pore, and she can't help but taunt her rival with a casual flick of her hair.
The reporters in the room are like a pack of hungry wolves, eager to sink their teeth into the drama and rivalry between these two. Lily's voice drips with venom as she responds to Elisha's boastful claims. "You think you've got me figured out, don't you? Well, guess what, Elisha? I'm not the same fighter you faced last time. This time, I'll tear you apart and leave you questioning your own abilities."
Elisha, smirking confidently, brushes off Lily's threats in that heavy Aussie accent of hers. "Oh, Lily, you're still living in the past. That victory was no fluke. I shattered your ego, and this rematch will only solidify my dominance over you. Prepare yourself for another dose of humiliation."
One brave reporter brings up Lily's history of failed attempts to capture the AMD title, particularly her inability to overcome Vanessa Hudgens in the past. Lily's jaw visibly clenches, before she replies. "Little Nessie may have slipped through my fingers before, but mark my words, I'll come back stronger and claim what's rightfully mine. And if I have to go through Elisha to get there, so be it. No one will stand in my way."
“Maybe I’m the one who should be making a claim for the title,” Elisha cuts in with a smirk.
“Once I leave her blubbering into my tummy again, I may just claim my second title…”
The tension reaches its peak as Lily and Elisha later lock eyes during the pre-fight stare down on the stage. They come face to face, their noses nearly touching as if challenging each other's space. Lily flashes her younger foe a smirk, before jabbing a pointed finger into Elisha’s toned midriff. "Think you can compete with me, huh? That torso of yours is gonna be hurting by the time I'm through with you," she sneers.
Not one to back down, Elisha matches Lily's provocation by positioning her balled fist under Lily's chin, with her other hand finding its way to the curve of the Vixen’s belly, drawing a flash of annoyance when her bare knuckles graze Lily’s toned abs. "I'm going to break your body, Collins, one row of abs at a time," Elisha retorts back with steely determination in her eyes.
Before the situation escalates further, the fight officials swiftly intervene, stepping between the two fierce competitors, gently guiding Lily and Elisha back to their respective corners, and reminding them of the rules and the need for a fair contest.
Hours later, the atmosphere in the arena is electrified as Lily and Elisha make their grand entrances. Lily strides onto the stage confidently, her fighting attire accentuating her sculpted physique. She wears a black sports bra and short tights that showcase her chiseled midsection, her toned abs on full display. Her fists are wrapped meticulously with white tape, ready to deliver bare-knuckled power, as she gives her chiseled torso a couple of hard slaps, indicating they’re ready for any punishment tonight.
Elisha, looking equally determined, makes her entrance next, her fighting attire consisting of a vibrant red crop top and black bikini briefs that reveal her perfectly defined midriff. Her fists are wrapped tightly with white tape as well, and as she walks to the ring, the crowd roars in anticipation, recognizing the incredible spot she’s found herself in, all at the tender age of 23, a full decade younger than her opponent tonight.
Once inside the ring, both fighters engage in their final preparations. Lily bounces lightly on her feet, shadowboxing with precision and focus. Her eyes lock onto Elisha, who’s standing in the opposite corner. The Aussie model takes deep breaths of her own, centering herself as she visualizes her strategy going forward. It’s her very first AMD match, and so she consciously flexes her fingers open and close, feeling the power coursing through her bare knuckles.
Without further ado, HERE WE GO with ten rounds of AMD action! There’s the wave of the referee’s hand and the bell!
ROUND 1:
Both fighters refuse to back down, wading in and heading straight for each other, before trading blows to their sides and tummies with relentless fervor. While Lily occasionally resorts to cheeky strikes to Elisha’s face, designed to disorientate, it proves to be a costly error, with Elish, on the other hand, staying focused on targeting Lily's midsection. Her knuckles repeatedly slam into Lily's abs and ribs, causing her opponent to wince in pain. Despite suffering a throbbing chin from Lily's counter swings to her jawline or temple, Elisha continues to punish the body. As the opening clash unfolds, they find themselves clinched up in close quarters, their free fists resulting in frequent tie-ups with fingers entangled in each other's hair, adding an element of grit to their already fierce exchanges. With their free fists, they unleash more tepid blows to each other's chests and bodies, seeking to gain an advantage. Taped knuckles make contact with various sections of their opponent's torsos, each strike contorting the muscles, toned abs to ripple, and mutual bodies to lurch in pain. When the bell finally rings, it’s clear that both girls are not backing down, and the referee has to forcibly insert himself in between them, before herding these wildcats back to their corners! What an opening clash!
ROUND 2:
The second round unveils a smarter approach from Lily, who opts for calculated strikes from a distance. Elisha, on the other hand, attempts to wade in and brawl once again, paying the price for her lack of defense. Lily's well-placed punches find their mark on her vulnerable nose and lips, inflicting cumulative damage throughout the round. Then, Lily utilizes the facial shots to bring Elisha's guard up, setting the stage for a punishing blow that lands straight to her unprotected tummy. The impact is devastating, folding Elisha in half and leaving her gasping for air, her body convulsing with pain from that balled fist crumpling into her stomach above her belly button. A cratering sensation reverberates through her body, evoking a visceral gagging and choking response. Yet, true to her youthful spirit, Elisha refuses to yield, backing away to create more space, before giving chase once again in the final minute, throwing a lot of fists in and some of them definitely finding their mark on Collins' sides. Although the round may not have been a complete shutout, Elisha fights until the very last second, refusing to be overshadowed. Collins events the scoreboards at the bell, throwing this AMD fight wide open…
ROUND 3:
In the third, Elisha maintains a more cautious approach, improving her defense by effectively blocking Lily's facial attacks with her raised arms. She’s not getting stunned by the Vixen any longer, instead countering well-placed strikes to Lily's undercarriage. With one or both fists sunk into Lily's lower belly with a meaty smack, she leaves her opponent gasping for air, lips parted in discomfort, before quickly disengaging. Elisha continues to apply pressure, driving Lily towards the ropes. However, Collins showcases her agility and evades a sudden, powerful swing aimed for her temple. Instead, the older brunette ducks under and slams her own one-two combo into Elisha's own tummy, making her body lurch and drawing a grunt from the youngster’s lips, effectively returning the favor. Not content with just that, Lily lunges at Elisha, grabbing onto her hair and shoulders with both hands, initiating a chaotic wrestle amidst the nearby ropes. Loose strands and bare shoulders become anchors in their struggle, as both women grapple and tug, their fists mercilessly plugged into each other's bellies whenever an opportunity arises. The intensity of the exchange leaves their waistlines sporting a vibrant hue of pink, and as the round draws to a close, it remains tightly contested, requiring the intervention of the referee to separate the fighters once again.
ROUND 4:
Lily’s experience begins to shine through, the Vixen employing cunning feints and deceiving Elisha by luring her focus towards her body with a half-swing, before unleashing thunderous overhand strikes to her nose and forehead that brutally snap her head back. Such a display of calculated precision leaves Elisha stunned and reeling, and constantly on the backfoot. Buoyed by her success, Lily intensifies her assault, following Herbert and unleashing a barrage of left and right punches into every inch of her torso, circumventing her arms and banging away at breasts and ribs, and even venturing below the belt, a satisfied grin on her face as Elisha’s body bends over in shock, her lips trembling from another fist impacting the flesh below her belly button, which draws frequent admonishments from the referee. Elisha valiantly attempts to mount a defense, backing away constantly and occasionally finding opportunities to retaliate with her own punches to Lily’s sides and chin. However, the cumulative effect of Lily's onslaught leaves her visibly battered by the bell, and reluctantly conceding to Lily’s dominance this time.
ROUND 5:
Here comes Elisha, wanting to recreate the success of their first encounter! The Aussie model charges forward in the opening seconds, unleashing a powerful hook and surprising Collins when it lands squarely on her cheek, which sends her head jerking to the side! However, Lily swiftly retaliates through gritted teeth, instinctively ducking and then swinging back with a hook of her own, which catches Elisha square on her vulnerable tummy, causing her to crumple in agony. Lily's face contorts with rage as she mercilessly PLOWS right into Elisha, hammering away at her waistline. Elisha, realizing the danger, covers up and retreats in an attempt to weather the storm. But Lily shows no mercy, launching another straight cross in between her arms that lands directly on Elisha's sternum. Immediately, her torso convulses, a sharp gasp escaping her lips as the air is forcefully expelled from her lungs, before Elisha slowly crumples to her knees, her breath stolen by the ruthless blow. It’s a KNOCKDOWN for Lily Collins, though not before continuing to hammer her fists away at Elisha’s sides and chest, all the way down! The referee has to physically shove Collins back to the neutral corner with a stern warning, before moving back to start the count!
Elisha finds herself on her knees, her body cradled in her arms as she gasps for air, her breath ragged and labored. Her face is contorted in a grimace, as she musters every ounce of strength to try and straighten up, to fight against the pain and rise to her feet, but her efforts prove futile. The referee's count echoes in the background, and as the count reaches its final moments, Elisha realizes the futility of her battle against the throbbing pain that engulfs her body. With a heavy heart and aching muscles, she sinks back down, her forehead pressed into the canvas, her body still shuddering, unable to beat the count. And the referee’s count of 10 finally rings out, sealing her fate and marking Lily's victory!
Official Result: Lily Collins defeats Elisha Herbert via KO5!
AFTER:
Lily wastes no time in the aftermath of the fight. With a wicked gleam in her eyes, she strides back towards Elisha, a predator ready to claim her prey. Swiftly, she reaches down, her hand entangling in Elisha's hair, and she forcefully pulls her shocked face upward, the rest of her battered body arched and forced along for the ride, making her trembling lips brush against the tempting contours of her own thighs and the curves of her lower belly.
"You thought you could conquer me?” Lily shouts and taunts the beaten girl. “Well, tonight, I've conquered you. Your weak abs couldn't withstand the might of mine."
Elisha's breaths come in ragged gasps, her lips quivering against the soft warmth of Lily's abdomen. The sweat-slicked surface of Lily's tummy accentuates the intimate contact, with Elisha's blubbering lips brushing against her conqueror’s taut skin.
"Inferior abs, inferior fighter. It's clear who the real woman is here. Remember this moment, Herbert, as a reminder of your place beneath me."
Lily tightens her grip, guiding Elisha's face even further forward, pressing her nose and lips firmly into her tauntingly pink abdomen, her parted lips leaving moist imprints on smooth skin. Each desperate breath Elisha takes is filled with the scent of sweat and Lily's triumph, as the Vixen finally throws her off to the side, breaking her torture.
With a further malicious grin, Lily stands tall and positions herself provocatively over Elisha's battered body on the canvas. Raising a boot, she plants it down into Elisha's already tortured tummy, relishing in her foe’s shuddering and squirming.
Then, Lily calls for the microphone. "Listen up, Pudgens! Tonight, I showed everyone that I possess the superior abs and body in this division," Lily declares, her voice laced with confidence. "You've been running scared, ducking and dodging me, but now there's no place left to hide. I want you in that ring, and I promise your inferior abs will crumble under my fists. You'll be like poor Elisha here, on your back, but not before kissing my tummy."
With that, Lily tosses the mic off to the side, striding back to her corner, looking every bit a future champion. How will the champion answer the challenge? We’ll have to wait to find out! Rumors are already circling of a potential fight in the making in early July. But meanwhile, one thing’s for certain: Vanessa will NOT appreciate this call out, especially from such an old, hated rival.
