2. Alyssa Lynch vs. Michelle Tan (Body Saddle)
Jul 16, 2023 18:52:56 GMT -6
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2. Alyssa Lynch vs. Michelle Tan (Body Saddle)
Alyssa:
(27, 5’7, 120, 55:25 FCBA, VIXENs)
Michelle:
(30, 5’4, 5:2 FCBA, Free Agent)
BEFORE:
During the press conference, tempers flare as both ladies show little respect for one another, Alyssa vowing to continue her body saddling streak and Michelle bringing up her lopsided record.
Lynch looks peeved whenever the relative newcomer mentions the words "Bella Thorne" and "second-class fighter", swiftly responding with her own barbs like"
"Who the f*ck does this girl think she is? She's won a couple of bouts down in China, and she thinks she can beat me??"
"Singapore ain't in China, sweetheart, and yes, I can knock your socks off and then ride you around all four corners of the ring," Michelle replies, almost too confidently.
You can imagine later how tense the atmosphere is when both ladies meet in the center of the stage for the official staredown. Alyssa is almost three inches taller but that's not stopping the lovely Tan from reading herself upwards, chin turned high and fists trained to the Canadian's own. Lynch merely smirking hack, rolling her eyes, clearly not keen on giving the newcomer the time of day. Earlier, Alyssa had even reiterated her true goal for the rest of this year:
"I don't play second fiddle to anyone… Not even a fellow stablemate. So, yes, I want another shot at Kyra. I deserve to be up there in the top ten spots, and she doesn't. If it takes riding Michelle to get there, so be it."
Hours later, we're in the sports arena, and there's a certain tension again in the air when the VIX body saddle is carried into the hall and put on its special pedestal. One girl is going to be strapped right and ridden by the other by the end of this evening!
Michelle in one corner, having been flown all the way over from the East, acknowledging the spattering of cheers at her fledgling career. She's dressed in a white sports bra and red boxing trunks, her toned tummy bared with that shimmering silver piercing. In the other corner, Alyssa has a no-nonsense black sports bra and short tights hugging her curves. Her busy schedule has born its fruits, with her toned midsection and biceps drawing whistles from the crowds.
Referee gets the signal to start, and HERE WE GO with ten rounds of Bantamweight action!
ROUND 1:
It's an explosive start to the match as Lynch asserts her dominance over Tan from the very start, not giving the Singaporean newcomer the time of day. She rushes in and hammers away at Tan’s arms, going straight for the jugular with strapping left and right swings. Tan getting walked down immediately, locking her arms and absorbing, but with each punch that bangs into her defences, Lynch knows she’s inflicting punishment upon her foe, gradually leaving her bewildered and vulnerable. Tan often tries to swing right back, but her hooks lack accuracy, easily missing Lynch by a mile before the Vixen tags her back on the chin with a return swing. It’s Tan's lack of experience that’s costing her this first round, evidently struggling to handle this relentless pressure. Lynch, the seasoned warrior, effortlessly retaliates in the final minute, a devastating hook dished out to the side jaw that sends Tan reeling off towards the ropes, her mouth hanging open and wondering what the hell she’s flown halfway around the world for… Bell rings soon after, however, allowing Tan to escape Lynch’s wrath… at least for now…
ROUND 2:
Tan however bites back in the second, surprising Alyssa with her smaller stature, yes, but more so her agility it brings, as she dips and weaves to avoid some of the Vixen’s early hooks towards her head, before bashing away at the brunette’s tits and belly to knock the wind from her sails. Lynch wasn’t expecting the relative rookie to stand her ground and employ countermeasures, takes those leathered shots to her torso and leaving her grunting but still refusing to back away. Tan was using the first round to get a read on her opponent, and now has Alyssa’s movements downloaded to avoid, snapping her head back with another uppercut to the chin down the line, sending Alyssa stumbling backwards and shaking her head. Rest of the round and both women finally get down to trading jabs from afar, Alyssa’s reach advantage giving her considerable time to rebuild her confidence, with Tan getting outworked at long range and taking squeezing jabs to her cheek. Is it enough to turn the round? Not really, with Tan showing off her own skills, and evening the scoreboards by the bell.
ROUND 3:
Tan growing in confidence, bombarding Lynch to the head with early jab combos, thinking it’s better to strike first and ask questions later. She surprises Alyssa to the face with a left-right combo, hitting her on the nose right before she can take a mightier swing her way. Lynch’s attacks go off-target, as a result, for the first minute, either losing her bearings from the repeated onslaught or hitting Tan to the arms. Second half, however, and Lynch exchanges jabs with her from a far, evening the odds a little bit, as both ladies land shots to the chin and chest. Not the best round for the more experienced Lynch, who thought she might have this fight in the bag from the get go. Instead, Tan gets away with murder, those potent jabs adding up to still edge out her opponent by the bell, though it’s by a razor thin margin.
ROUND 4:
Tan charges forward at the bell, relying on her aggression and hoping to catch Alyssa off guard with an onslaught of punches! However, Alyssa remains composed, showcasing her impressive footwork as she gracefully evades Tan's wild swings, backing away and absorbing those that do land on her arms. After a good minute of this pressure, the Vixen begins to retaliate, crisp jabs peppering Tan's face that snap her head back, disrupting her aggressive assault. As the round progresses, Alyssa mixes in her attacks with an overhand right sailing in and over, and landing squarely on the forehead. Immediately, Tan gets thrown off her game, her head and upper body jolted to the side, her face filled with pain and disorientation. Lynch pressures her along the ropes, targeting Tan’s arms and body with short, snappy punches.. And soon, Michelle's arms are forced aside, exposing her vulnerable chin, and a powerful right hook that CONNECTS with Michelle's jawline, sending her spiraling off to the side, before crashing to the canvas! It’s a KNOCKDOWN for Alyssa Lynch!! The referee immediately takes one look at the fallen girl, and waves it off! Michelle's lying prone on her back, breathing hard, making little movement to recover! That’s it, folks! It’s OVER!
Official Result: Alyssa Lynch defeats Michelle Tan via KO4!
AFTER:
Lynch immediately calls for the body saddle to be brought into the ring, a mischievous glint in her eyes. While she waits, she’s already tearing off her gloves from either hand, before approaching Michelle's fallen form halfway across the ring.
Tan is OUT of it, barely sat up against the ropes, still groaning and mewing as Alyssa bends over to grab a firm hold of her hair, using the disheveled tresses as a means to drag her towards the center of the ring. Then, with much practice already under her belt, Alyssa plonks the leather seat over Michelle's back, ignoring Tan’s groans as the hard, curved surface meets her skin.
Lynch never relinquishes her hold on Tan’s hair, leaving her trembling on all fours, her head tugged back at an uncomfortable angle. But that’s all part of the plan, with Alyssa quickly tightening the straps over her chest and tummy, ensuring a secure fit. The sound of buckles being locked in place echoes through the arena, along with the squelch of leather scraping against skin.
Then, standing astride Michelle, Alyssa strikes a powerful pose, both hands curled into Michelle’s hair, smirking at the cameras and breathing hard. Lynch then plops her butt down on the body saddle, and with a tight grip on Michelle's hair, which she uses as makeshift reins, the Vixen guides her formerly defiant foe forward.
At intervals, Alyssa digs her heels into Michelle's sides, urging her to move faster. At others, she resorts to slapping Michelle's buttocks to hasten her pace. The humiliation and exhaustion are evident on Michelle's face, as she crawls forward and stumbles under the weight, both physically and metaphorically, of Alyssa's command, on the verge of tears.
But Alyssa revels in her control, smiling confidently, her chest still pumping from the exhilaration, choosing to pose at each corner of the ring, allowing the moment to linger before moving on to the next. Till finally, Tan is too tired to continue, and can’t move a step further.
What began as a promising show for the Singaporean fighter did not go the way she’d wanted by the end, with Alyssa Lynch unfortunately conquering another victim under the weight of the saddle!
2. Alyssa Lynch vs. Michelle Tan (Body Saddle)
Alyssa:
(27, 5’7, 120, 55:25 FCBA, VIXENs)
Michelle:
(30, 5’4, 5:2 FCBA, Free Agent)
BEFORE:
During the press conference, tempers flare as both ladies show little respect for one another, Alyssa vowing to continue her body saddling streak and Michelle bringing up her lopsided record.
Lynch looks peeved whenever the relative newcomer mentions the words "Bella Thorne" and "second-class fighter", swiftly responding with her own barbs like"
"Who the f*ck does this girl think she is? She's won a couple of bouts down in China, and she thinks she can beat me??"
"Singapore ain't in China, sweetheart, and yes, I can knock your socks off and then ride you around all four corners of the ring," Michelle replies, almost too confidently.
You can imagine later how tense the atmosphere is when both ladies meet in the center of the stage for the official staredown. Alyssa is almost three inches taller but that's not stopping the lovely Tan from reading herself upwards, chin turned high and fists trained to the Canadian's own. Lynch merely smirking hack, rolling her eyes, clearly not keen on giving the newcomer the time of day. Earlier, Alyssa had even reiterated her true goal for the rest of this year:
"I don't play second fiddle to anyone… Not even a fellow stablemate. So, yes, I want another shot at Kyra. I deserve to be up there in the top ten spots, and she doesn't. If it takes riding Michelle to get there, so be it."
Hours later, we're in the sports arena, and there's a certain tension again in the air when the VIX body saddle is carried into the hall and put on its special pedestal. One girl is going to be strapped right and ridden by the other by the end of this evening!
Michelle in one corner, having been flown all the way over from the East, acknowledging the spattering of cheers at her fledgling career. She's dressed in a white sports bra and red boxing trunks, her toned tummy bared with that shimmering silver piercing. In the other corner, Alyssa has a no-nonsense black sports bra and short tights hugging her curves. Her busy schedule has born its fruits, with her toned midsection and biceps drawing whistles from the crowds.
Referee gets the signal to start, and HERE WE GO with ten rounds of Bantamweight action!
ROUND 1:
It's an explosive start to the match as Lynch asserts her dominance over Tan from the very start, not giving the Singaporean newcomer the time of day. She rushes in and hammers away at Tan’s arms, going straight for the jugular with strapping left and right swings. Tan getting walked down immediately, locking her arms and absorbing, but with each punch that bangs into her defences, Lynch knows she’s inflicting punishment upon her foe, gradually leaving her bewildered and vulnerable. Tan often tries to swing right back, but her hooks lack accuracy, easily missing Lynch by a mile before the Vixen tags her back on the chin with a return swing. It’s Tan's lack of experience that’s costing her this first round, evidently struggling to handle this relentless pressure. Lynch, the seasoned warrior, effortlessly retaliates in the final minute, a devastating hook dished out to the side jaw that sends Tan reeling off towards the ropes, her mouth hanging open and wondering what the hell she’s flown halfway around the world for… Bell rings soon after, however, allowing Tan to escape Lynch’s wrath… at least for now…
ROUND 2:
Tan however bites back in the second, surprising Alyssa with her smaller stature, yes, but more so her agility it brings, as she dips and weaves to avoid some of the Vixen’s early hooks towards her head, before bashing away at the brunette’s tits and belly to knock the wind from her sails. Lynch wasn’t expecting the relative rookie to stand her ground and employ countermeasures, takes those leathered shots to her torso and leaving her grunting but still refusing to back away. Tan was using the first round to get a read on her opponent, and now has Alyssa’s movements downloaded to avoid, snapping her head back with another uppercut to the chin down the line, sending Alyssa stumbling backwards and shaking her head. Rest of the round and both women finally get down to trading jabs from afar, Alyssa’s reach advantage giving her considerable time to rebuild her confidence, with Tan getting outworked at long range and taking squeezing jabs to her cheek. Is it enough to turn the round? Not really, with Tan showing off her own skills, and evening the scoreboards by the bell.
ROUND 3:
Tan growing in confidence, bombarding Lynch to the head with early jab combos, thinking it’s better to strike first and ask questions later. She surprises Alyssa to the face with a left-right combo, hitting her on the nose right before she can take a mightier swing her way. Lynch’s attacks go off-target, as a result, for the first minute, either losing her bearings from the repeated onslaught or hitting Tan to the arms. Second half, however, and Lynch exchanges jabs with her from a far, evening the odds a little bit, as both ladies land shots to the chin and chest. Not the best round for the more experienced Lynch, who thought she might have this fight in the bag from the get go. Instead, Tan gets away with murder, those potent jabs adding up to still edge out her opponent by the bell, though it’s by a razor thin margin.
ROUND 4:
Tan charges forward at the bell, relying on her aggression and hoping to catch Alyssa off guard with an onslaught of punches! However, Alyssa remains composed, showcasing her impressive footwork as she gracefully evades Tan's wild swings, backing away and absorbing those that do land on her arms. After a good minute of this pressure, the Vixen begins to retaliate, crisp jabs peppering Tan's face that snap her head back, disrupting her aggressive assault. As the round progresses, Alyssa mixes in her attacks with an overhand right sailing in and over, and landing squarely on the forehead. Immediately, Tan gets thrown off her game, her head and upper body jolted to the side, her face filled with pain and disorientation. Lynch pressures her along the ropes, targeting Tan’s arms and body with short, snappy punches.. And soon, Michelle's arms are forced aside, exposing her vulnerable chin, and a powerful right hook that CONNECTS with Michelle's jawline, sending her spiraling off to the side, before crashing to the canvas! It’s a KNOCKDOWN for Alyssa Lynch!! The referee immediately takes one look at the fallen girl, and waves it off! Michelle's lying prone on her back, breathing hard, making little movement to recover! That’s it, folks! It’s OVER!
Official Result: Alyssa Lynch defeats Michelle Tan via KO4!
AFTER:
Lynch immediately calls for the body saddle to be brought into the ring, a mischievous glint in her eyes. While she waits, she’s already tearing off her gloves from either hand, before approaching Michelle's fallen form halfway across the ring.
Tan is OUT of it, barely sat up against the ropes, still groaning and mewing as Alyssa bends over to grab a firm hold of her hair, using the disheveled tresses as a means to drag her towards the center of the ring. Then, with much practice already under her belt, Alyssa plonks the leather seat over Michelle's back, ignoring Tan’s groans as the hard, curved surface meets her skin.
Lynch never relinquishes her hold on Tan’s hair, leaving her trembling on all fours, her head tugged back at an uncomfortable angle. But that’s all part of the plan, with Alyssa quickly tightening the straps over her chest and tummy, ensuring a secure fit. The sound of buckles being locked in place echoes through the arena, along with the squelch of leather scraping against skin.
Then, standing astride Michelle, Alyssa strikes a powerful pose, both hands curled into Michelle’s hair, smirking at the cameras and breathing hard. Lynch then plops her butt down on the body saddle, and with a tight grip on Michelle's hair, which she uses as makeshift reins, the Vixen guides her formerly defiant foe forward.
At intervals, Alyssa digs her heels into Michelle's sides, urging her to move faster. At others, she resorts to slapping Michelle's buttocks to hasten her pace. The humiliation and exhaustion are evident on Michelle's face, as she crawls forward and stumbles under the weight, both physically and metaphorically, of Alyssa's command, on the verge of tears.
But Alyssa revels in her control, smiling confidently, her chest still pumping from the exhilaration, choosing to pose at each corner of the ring, allowing the moment to linger before moving on to the next. Till finally, Tan is too tired to continue, and can’t move a step further.
What began as a promising show for the Singaporean fighter did not go the way she’d wanted by the end, with Alyssa Lynch unfortunately conquering another victim under the weight of the saddle!