CBAD: Stana Katic vs. Amber Heard

Tale of the Tape:

Stana Katic (38-8-0, 38 KO)
5'9, 45 years old
Celebrity Wrestling Federation
Former Jaguar Title Holder (6 Defenses)

vs.

Amber Heard (13-21-0, 12 KO)
5’7, 37 years old
Free Agent

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

Intro:
"AND NOW! Making her 47th appearance in the ring, fighting under the Celebrity Wrestling Federation flag. Please welcome the Hamilton, Ontario native, standing 5 foot 9, weighing in at 125 pounds, STANAAAAA KAAAAAATIC!!”

Outfits:
Katic's lithe, statuesque frame glistened under the heat of the overhead spotlights as she slid out of her satin robe and revealed every taut, delicate curve of her bronzed skin. Each athletic twist and shimmy of her upper half caused her modest bosom to swell, her teardropping B-cups mushrooming out the top and bottom of the thin-banded tube top belted around her sternum. Katic craned her long stems and dipped into a lewd crouching split, limbering in her corner to some last minute instruction from her corner. Her pale-white string thong was devoured by folds of flesh, finally rising and rearranging the twined, biting string bottoms by hiking them high up her hips. Ending her corner show, the brunette arched her rib cage and pressed to her tippy toes against the ropes, throwing her tightly-braided pony tail over her shoulder before pumping her gloved fists together.

Amber Heard was nearing the Jaguar ranks herself as she took on the former 7-time Champion; dawning a snow white bra and panty set, her push up bra accentuating the assets while her cheeky bottoms did the same. The sporty blonde looked rejuvenated and incredibly toned despite her limited action as of late; nodding along to her brand new corner’s instruction as she slid into matching white gloves. The two contrasted beautifully as they walked toe-to-toe; Katic’s tanned, caramel skin popping in her white string attire while Heard’s pale complexion blended into her own. The blonde postured up a few inches to chestily bump Katic to her heels with an arrogant snarl; whispering a few indecipherable remarks into Stana’s ear with a grin.

Round 1:
Heard still possessed a reputation of immutable confidence and ferocity; her late run of unluckiness thought to be a byproduct of her untenable Stable situation. The blonde had not received the strongest management as of late; eventually being cut free in August with hopes of finding greener pastures as a Free Agent after her organization left the FCBA. Her first foray into the unknown had come against the CWF’s own; Eiza Gonzalez. Thought to be a leaner, younger version of Katic only with less winning experience and polish; Eiza had eventually topped the Austin native after a bombastic back and forth affair. Evidently the CWF liked what they saw.

Heard looked at the fallen Jaguar Champion as a career-rejuvenating piece of meat; while Katic needed the blonde to simulate a fraction of the spunk and liveliness she’d get from Dua Lipa in her upcoming Lightweight Title fight.

In the first it was Katic who got what she was looking for; after an opening one-two-three walk-down from the Canadian sent the disheveled blonde into a reprimandable tizzy. Heard exploded with a lashing of venom, ripping both proper and prohibited strikes into Stana’s midsection; the last of which was a savage low-blow that was flung between the brunette’s thighs without an ounce of regret. After a brief admonishment from the official toward Heard, Katic went right back to work with another rangy meteor shower; whipping snappy overhands into the blonde’s brain-case until she was able to sneak a left below her hands and rattle her chops. Heard blubbered as she was thrown into the ropes; alertly tip-toeing around a hook from Katic and responding with a gutting screwdriver that pierced the underside of the slender brunette’s rack.

Katic throatily gagged as the bell cut Heard’s rebuttal short; just hanging on to a narrow lead thanks to her early work and the blonde’s undisciplined penalty. Katic takes the first, 10-9.

Round 2:
Heard made sure to pick up the leash she’d left hanging for herself at the end of the opener; filling the first sixty seconds of the second round with as many untamed swings as she could cock. Like a bat out of hell, the blonde chased a headshot that would land her on the front page of Boxing World Online; narrowly whizzing past Stana’s tower with a crippling left in the last ten seconds of a frenetic stanza. 10-9 Heard, and we’ve got ourselves a fight.

Round 3:
After winning the second on the back of sheer, unadulterated aggression; Heard finally calibrated her unhinged efforts in the opening salvo of the third. Katic looked unsure of how to manage the bucking bronco in front of her, as Heard’s unbridled head-hunting finally netted her a gruesome spit-take as a slingshot left snapped across the brunette’s cheek. Katic pinwheeled into the ropes chest-first as Heard crawled up her back; thumping one, two, three guttural hooks into the Canadian’s thinly-shielded bosom from the side. Katic wailed as Heard brutally slung her spine-first into the corner; discarding a verbal warning from the official and spiking a sickening straight right through the sternum. Katic desperately put up a wall; hiding behind her heat shield as the blonde flurried up and down her torso with a blinding lashing of leather. Eventually the pattering slowed as Amber’s panting grew more pronounced; gassing herself out in the last twenty seconds and freeing the shell-shocked brunette.

It’s unclear how long Heard can keep up her relentless swinging, but the carnage inflicted so far is enough to put her in front with a 10-8 shocker.

Round 4:
Despite the Canadian absorbing an ocean’s worth of punishment in the final two minutes of the previous round, both girls looked equally worse for wear as the blonde slogged her way out to greet Katic. Still panting and her spine hunched over, Heard’s once-bitter jab lost some of its contrails; leaving room for Stana to squeeze a crispy left-left through to the noggin in the wake of Amber’s lethargy. The blonde hoarsely grunt as the stunning kiss on the lips snapped her head straight back; stumbling sideways with an awkward misstep as Katic traced her tail-spin and stamped a vicious overhand into her tits from the side.

Heard snarled as she swaddled her pulsing chest; two-hand shoving Katic across the ring as she skid into a corner herself to recover. After sobering up from her drunken stupor, Heard vaulted off the ropes before Stana could vulture back in; finding some of her ‘nasty’ once again and sending a pair of biting lefts ricocheting off the brunette’s navel and ribs. Katic stayed wary of her wounded counterpart for the last dozen seconds; content with a narrow 10-9 win to pull closer.

Round 5:
Riding the waves of her seemingly oscillating energy bursts, Heard looked fresher than the opener as she chased the bell with a rattling volley of hooks just off the stools. Katic’s delicate frame pitched and convulsed beneath a hail of gunfire; buckled by an uppercut to the navel, spiked right to the clavicles, venomous uppercut to the jaw, then a two-tap to the plump curve of her hip that had her seeing double. A final looping left mushroomed against her tits as a throaty mewl erupted; her sternum concaving around the blow as she desperately backed halfway across the ring and careened into the ropes. The outskirts bowed as Katic looked beyond disheveled; only to unravel her frame and reveal that the exaggerated discomfort was due in part to a shielded struggle to tuck herself back into her bandeau top.

Having remedied the wardrobe malfunction but not the tidal wave of duress, Katic laid out another welcome mat for Heard to walk up to the plate and UNLOAD with a staggering overhand that hawked from the skies and found a meaty home against the brunette’s chest. The Canadian wilted as Heard methodically sliced away at her exposed upper half with rights; cheek, eye-socket, temple, shoulder, tits. Each chunk taken out of her twisting frame sent her sagging closer to the canvas; her thighs quaking to hold her upright as the bell mercifully stopped the shelling.

Katic shows absolutely NOTHING, lapped by the insatiable blonde for the full duration. 10-0 shutout from Heard and Katic looks lost and helpless in the face of Amber’s bottomless energy.

Round 6/7:
Rebounding from a catastrophic period, Katic somehow maintained a level head and put together a strong enough sixth; relying on her punching pedigree to back the over-eager blonde away when it felt like the walls were closing in around her. A much more efficient statistical effort for the former Jaguar Champion paved the way for a narrow 10-9 win; capitalizing on a pitiful punch percentage from the blonde despite her relentless aggression.

It was nearing desperation time as the Canadian found herself trailing by heaps of points in the fight’s twilight rounds; but the brunette had summited taller peaks than this. Heard was proving to be an unwilling sherpa however; opening the seventh with a savage overhand right that snuck through Stana’s guard and exploded with a mist of sweat against her temple. The brunette wobbled as Amber chased the blood in the water; pushing a drunken Katic to her heels with guttural shots to the hip, ribs, abdomen. Stana grimaced and let out a wounded bleat as the waistband of her high-rise thong was stamped; a trio of gutting hooks to her delicate midsection stunning her push. Amber fumbled with an outstretched hand of Katic designed to keep her at bay and shield her retreat; swatting at the brunette’s annoying reach before *BANG*.

Heard’s head suddenly snapped straight back as Katic lurched a with a left straight up from her hip; crunching the blonde square in the teeth. Heard vacantly blinked as she tried to pinwheel a left of her own, swooshing through air before a buckling trio zippered up her left side; hook to the ribs, jab to the cheek, jab to the eye-socket. The blonde desperately stamped her heels as she crashed into the padded post; both hands extended as Katic snuck a jolting right uppercut beneath her walls and EXPLODED against her chin. The blonde hoarsely grunt and spiked to the canvas, blubbering as she rolled out on her belly.

1… 2… 3… 4… 5… Heard’s torso swelled with shallow, sputtering breaths as both arms slid out from beneath her, her head lulling sideways as her gum-shield dribbled from between her lips. Katic pounded her shoulder as she surveyed the blonde for a second and turned to her corner; confident the comatose state she’d doled out would hold.

6… 7… 8… 9… Heard’s movements were far from punctual as she groggily lumbered to the fetal position, each disconnected stem too disjointed to follow any concerted effort to rise.

10!! SHE’S DONE!

"And your winner, by KO in Round 7, STANNNAAAAA KAAAATTIC!!!!”