Post by Lookout! Boxing on Dec 30, 2023 2:50:18 GMT -6
KIRA KOSARIN (26 y/o, 5 ft 6, W: 51, L: 18) vs LUCY PINDER (39 y/o, 5 ft 5, W: 6, L: 20)
Results: Lookout!, Writing: Bonzo
Before: Kira Kosarin‘s second career title run‘s ended suddenly when she ran into the cruel fists of long-time nemesis Priyanka Chopra – it‘s been a biting end to a fairytale winning-streak and it‘s started another bout of soul-searching for the confident youngster, usually so sure of her supposed superiority over all of her bantam peers:
“I‘m better than Priyanka. *Everyone* knows that,“ Kira fumes prettily. “I‘m prime, she‘s past! I only beat myself, duh! Next time, I‘ll just have to beat her stubborn ass into thumping defeat to let her know, too!“
Kira hasn‘t been in action since that unfortunate title fight in July – her now upcoming tussle against curvy Brit Lucy Pinder‘s widely considered a heavy mismatch – Lucy‘s still hot property, but she‘s now nearing 40, she‘s at a 14-year age disadvantage against her primetime foe, and she‘s never beaten a girl of Kira‘s calibre:
“Kira continually struggles against heavy hitters,“ Lucy explains her unusual challenge. “They expose her for the fluffy puncher she actually is … just look at what Demi Rose‘s always doin‘ to her! I plan to back this wannabee star up, press n‘ push her butt into the ropes, get my juggs all over her face, all night long … it‘s going to be a long, smothering night for Miss Kira and she‘ll be even farther away from the bantam throne after I‘ve put that ego of hers to sleep again!“
“I relish the change to beat Lucy‘s juicy assets into jello,“ Kira responds, unfussed by Pinder‘s attack. “I‘m the best bantam in the world and she‘s my victim – sorry, guys, if you‘re lookin‘ for an exciting bantam tussle, this won‘t be it! But if you like a bully doin‘ bully things … you‘re welcome!“
Fight: R1: Pinder‘s still such a zaftig lil‘ bantam – her pace‘s slowed, but she‘s got years of experience and a fighter‘s heart at least the size of her rack … she comes out a-sloshin‘, a-swingin‘ against her big, young foe! Lucy‘s flat-footed, breaking out of a high guard … her shotmaking‘s lush n‘ thick, but she clearly knows what she‘s doing … with her feet set proper, hips her sturdy base, she‘s able to create sloshin‘ power with ALL of Lucy behind it! Kira clearly startled by Pinder‘s pro demeanour at first, grinning at her stance early … she‘s drag-steppin‘ her way close, guard up high, lookin‘ to see how big Lucy‘s punch actually is … and finds out it‘s a handful! Lucy‘s freely buffeting Kira across the head n‘ shoulders early, hitting her with wide, ample shots, hoping to pry open the guard! Pinder‘s always lookin‘ for that extra step forward, settin‘ up right in Kira‘s face – guards bump against each other, as Lucy pushes Kira off with a healthy, juggy shove … then jump-steps a sneak hook to Kira‘s mouth! No two ways about it … Kira‘s head SUCKED a quarter turn right … JITTERY baby-steps, as Kira gives up canvas to Lucy‘s early salvos!
A minute in, Kira‘s finally getting serious about this fight – the stance‘s more sturdy/upright, the guard tighter/more alert. Lucy still a-slammin‘, but Kira‘s got the gaps closed … some sloshin‘ shots go wide, miss in range, toss past Kira‘s head dips, bounce weakly off her guard … this won‘t be an easy night for Lucy after all! Once Pinder‘s shown some missteps, Kira‘s starting to get active herself … a tidy lil‘ jab scrub on Lucy‘s rack does the job immediately … Lucy moans, humps up on the spot, lookin‘ to defend the goods … Kira dips, drops the body uppercuts beefy in both sides of Pinder‘s padded mid-riff … Kira rises, chips the straight left to Lucy‘s teeth … Lucy‘s turn to roll n‘ baby-step!
Final minute … Kira‘s spitting out the jab poke from fight camp after all … stance‘s wide, right foot well back … the jab‘s a-poppin‘, forcin‘ lovely lil‘ recoils from Lucy‘s pretty face once it connects … Pinder‘s blinkin‘, takin‘ thse shots like a sullen lil‘ trooper … Kira‘s startin‘ to like this set-up … she finally drops a coupla tart, heavy right hands in Pinder‘s sloshing rack, too, causes lil‘ blurts/shouts of protest … Kira a-cruisin‘ to take the first after a lazy opening minute ..
“We KNOW you can take Lucy‘s best shot, but that doesn‘t mean we want you to TEST it, Kira,“ Kosarin‘s corner rudely admonishes their girl.
R2: Kira clearly being a mixture of lazy n‘ cocky early … she‘s left her sturdy precision in the corner, won‘t just jab Pinder into compliance … no, the young starlet‘s lookin‘ to confront ambitious Lucy on the spot, trade thuddin‘, crowd-pleasin‘ shots with her zaftig foe! Lucy‘s eyes blaze like she‘s invited to a party – and she wants in! Pinder‘s stance now compact, creating ample power from all those curvy assets – her guard‘s safe n‘ sound, showin‘ a good blocking game against Kira‘s answering poke! Girls stalkin‘, jabbin‘ only when they‘re re-setting … main urge‘s to get close n‘ scrape for the prize! The prize? Jug! Stances all flat, rigid, strong: hips move back n‘ forth, shoulders gyrate, pump – once they‘re in reach, girls smite for the rack, raisin‘ sturdy lil‘ uppercuts to spank precious beef in turns! No reckless slug-em‘-silly … girls raise arms, move back to guards, stay safe, smart along the way. Kira *very* trustful of her legs/core strength … this ain‘t a look she would be well advised to show a scrapper like Demi Rose!
The blasts go freakin‘ both ways, because both girls got plenty slosh n‘ power … you gotta think Lucy‘s a bit more effective here, though … she‘s used to girls going all-in on her rack, can withstand a lot of shellack … a minute and a half in, Kira blinks first! A sturdy sequence of muscular left uppercuts does the trick, all tappin‘ the same soft spot beneath Kira‘s right jug … Kira steps out, shows a pout, lets out a moan … she‘ll rather take the back pivot out instead of staying a victim of Lucy‘s cozy jug shots!
Down the stretch … girls re-group, hop, pivot … Lucy stalking Kira to some extent, as Kosarin‘s showing side-steps, punishing Pinder‘s flanks via the long, slingin‘ hook, but she‘s definitely in retreat … Kira leggy, smart enough to deny Lucy to do more damage, but you can judge how pissed she‘s based on those pouty lips, pinched eyes … Lucy takes the round fair n‘ square, outpunches her young big foe on body shots in the second!
Pinder‘s corner surely feeling some momentum – “If Kira‘s fightin‘ your fight, girl, you might just as well try n‘ swing for her chin proper – go for it, Lucy, shock the world!“
R3: Kira read the riot act during the break … will she listen this time? She does … to a degree!
Kira forms her tallest stance, goes stiff/upright, keeps the right hand clutched, extends the left just a bit, pumps it hard, as leggy footwork‘s finally accompanying the jab – this set-up‘s clearly the antidote to Lucy‘s swingin‘ glory! Pinder‘s pursuit strong, flat-footed … she‘s comin‘ up hard for Kira‘s head/skull, swipin‘ left, right … shots get wild, heavy … Kira‘s jab poke‘s cool n‘ smooth, intercepting Lucy‘s work, punishing her hard for it! Time n‘ again, Lucy will jump-to, wiggle, slosh her money shot … time n‘ again, Kira‘s jab will have reached her first, stickin‘ to her chin or tits like glue! Kira so striking, majestic from the outside … the jab never stops workin‘, the pivots/side-steps have big, zaftig Lucy fumin‘, ragin‘, as she‘s missin‘ shots now, exposin‘ herself wide open … right hands start to SPANK her jugs!
Final minute … Lucy rushes for a comeback!
A wild overhand right … Kira slides back, steps right, clubs the side of Lucy‘s head … Pinder‘s rocked! Kira pushin‘/shovin‘, reaches around Lucy‘s curvy frame, lookin‘ to carry her ropeside … Lucy blinks, but rallies her leggy strengths, won‘t let herself get pushed around by this girl … leans back, nip-n‘-tucks a short left hook to Kira‘s jaw … Kira‘s turn to stumble in confusion on the spot, goes back into a high guard … and you bet Lucy‘s still scrappin‘ jug at the bell, workin‘ her butt off as Kira‘s rack gets jolted back n‘ forth … Lucy steals the round with gutsy aggression!
“How‘s your maths, Kira?“, her corner slights. “She‘s up 2 rounds to 1 on you, girl!“ –“But I‘m not hurt at all,“ Kira hisses. “I‘m just toyin‘ with her, you know?!“ – “Don‘t toy, finish!“
R4: Kira‘s finally puttin‘ in the work to reduce her British foe‘s upbeat energy/gutsy mentality – secret‘s in the educated jab/right hand combo! These long, long jabs in devastatingly tight, rhythmic cadences are makin‘ it near impossible for Lucy‘s shots to reach Kira, pin-pointin‘ hard at Pinder‘s face or rack, as Kira‘s fast, leggy pivots expose Lucy‘s sluggish pace/dynamics! Meanwhile, Kira‘s wide, wreakin‘ right hands land with LOUD spanks against Pinder‘s pretty juggs – a minute of this cruelty has poor Lucy breathin‘ hard, scowlin‘. Pinder‘s spunk still aplenty … she just keeps surgin‘ forward, wieldin‘ her swingers … Kira‘s eyes stay focussed at this point … she constantly adjusts to Lucy‘s attacks … dozes her girl‘s fire, lets Pinder‘s ferocious punch-makin‘ fizzle out a bit via her discipline, speed, precision! At mid of the round, Kira‘s measured step-away-n‘-poke‘s got Lucy slowly pantin‘ for energy, turnin‘-back instead of surgin‘-all-in for the first time tonight … Kira‘s eyes show a merciless gaze … she‘s ready to pounce!
Kira pushes in, grinds herself heartlessly on top of a sluggish Pinder at the ropes now … Lucy‘s eyes a-blazin‘, as she‘s takin‘ up the pocket battle with unchanged gusto … Lucy‘s trying to cuff n‘ slap at her foe‘s ears/shoulders in wide shot trajectories … Kira‘s being supple, controlled, dippin‘ on the spot, constantly nippin‘ away at Lucy‘s heaving juggs to good, groaning effect!
Down the stretch … Lucy‘s set up heavy on the ropes, her hands up tight/guarded, still not lookin‘ to clinch, waitin‘ for moments to slug it back … Kira loosely in front of her, pickin‘ the girl apart … swipin‘ jug hooks … cuffs up the ear/skull … non-stop rhythm of shots put a stagger in Lucy‘s sturdy, ample thighs/buttocks … she‘s wobbly-butt at bell!
Her ribs sore, pretty face, proud body banged up red n‘ tender, gutsy Lucy‘s still plottin‘ ways how to K.O. Kira in her corner during the break – “I just need my swingin‘ righty to connect, coach … I‘ve felt all night she can‘t really take my punch!“
R5: Lucy‘s energy fadin‘ fast early … her stance‘s breakin‘ down a bit … she‘s no longer able to mount jumpin‘, surgin‘ attacks into Kira‘s tall jabber‘s range … she comes out mouth-breathin‘, pantin‘ about her hurt ribs! Lucy won‘t go down without a titanic struggle, though … she‘s holed up at the ropes, lurin‘ Kira into the slug-‘em-out! Kira calm, controlled – she‘ll stay outside for a while, using a pinpoint jab, right hand cuff to steer Lucy into place! A few trades into the round, Lucy‘s legs show these stunned lil‘ trembles, her buttocks a-quivering, her eyes an exhausted sheen, finally reachin‘ to tie up … she‘s only lookin‘ to cuddle around Kira‘s flanks now! Kira controllin‘ the clinch via her strength/leverage, simply not givin‘ Pinder a chance here … she‘s constantly wigglin‘ free, jostlin‘ Lucy‘s arms away, keeps nippin‘ tucks into Lucy‘s belly, jugs!
A minute in … Kira fixes a tight, compact hook under Lucy‘s chin from that close grasp … Pinder‘s legs clompin‘ sadly on the spot, as head‘s a pure swivel … she takes a backward loll into the ropes! Kira steps-to, stays tight n‘ cruel … Kira‘s switchin‘ between her left n‘ right foot, takin‘ dips, clippin‘ muscular lefts, rights across the glory of Lucy‘s rack … she‘s snatching jug, showin‘ no mercy here! Lucy a loose beauty, her head a-lollin‘, sobbin‘ lil‘ shouts at each jug swipe … Kira loads up, slaps a short, lickin‘ hook tight off her chest … slams it clean to Pinder‘s jaw!
Lucy head rolls back a jolt, tumbles her back against the ropes … where she just bounces off, tumbles forward with a nose-dive sprawl onto her tummy … oh, she‘s fast asleep, her lips moist on the canvas, eyes shut/numb, as Kira already turns away, bellows, mocks Lucy‘s haymaker motion, grins wide … it‘s a KO5 with trademark swagger, Kira Kosarin!
After: Lucy now just a slack-jawed beauty … she‘s all stiff, the only twitches comin‘ from her jugs slowly sloshin‘ to a standstill … and Kira wants a prize! Young bantam hottie jostles through the ranks of Lucy‘s camp with authority, grabs Lucy‘s damp locks, heaves the British beauty onto her back with a groan of effort, as Pinder slowly starts stirrin‘, her eyes wakin‘ in horror, dimly tryin‘ to reach to protect her sports bra … Kira expertly wiggles her frame on top of Lucy‘s, gently stroking her hair/face, then lowering her chest … then, there‘s only muffled sobs/lil‘ shouts of protests, as Kira‘s burying Lucy‘s face in her smother, her proud assets pancaked under Kira‘s lithe, fit body … once Lucy‘s stopped resisting, relaxing into sleep under her tight grasp, Kira gets up without a fuss, leaves Lucy sleepin‘, stirrin‘ so sadly in defeat … what a feel-good beatdown for one of bantam‘s hottest young things … Kira Kosarin‘s ready for 2024!
“That was fun!“, Kira admits. “Lucy ain‘t a quitter, I‘ll give her that … but I‘m just *so* much better! If you think my last title run was dominant, you‘re all in for a rude surprise in 2024 … Priyanka, anyone, I‘m back!“
Results: Lookout!, Writing: Bonzo
Before: Kira Kosarin‘s second career title run‘s ended suddenly when she ran into the cruel fists of long-time nemesis Priyanka Chopra – it‘s been a biting end to a fairytale winning-streak and it‘s started another bout of soul-searching for the confident youngster, usually so sure of her supposed superiority over all of her bantam peers:
“I‘m better than Priyanka. *Everyone* knows that,“ Kira fumes prettily. “I‘m prime, she‘s past! I only beat myself, duh! Next time, I‘ll just have to beat her stubborn ass into thumping defeat to let her know, too!“
Kira hasn‘t been in action since that unfortunate title fight in July – her now upcoming tussle against curvy Brit Lucy Pinder‘s widely considered a heavy mismatch – Lucy‘s still hot property, but she‘s now nearing 40, she‘s at a 14-year age disadvantage against her primetime foe, and she‘s never beaten a girl of Kira‘s calibre:
“Kira continually struggles against heavy hitters,“ Lucy explains her unusual challenge. “They expose her for the fluffy puncher she actually is … just look at what Demi Rose‘s always doin‘ to her! I plan to back this wannabee star up, press n‘ push her butt into the ropes, get my juggs all over her face, all night long … it‘s going to be a long, smothering night for Miss Kira and she‘ll be even farther away from the bantam throne after I‘ve put that ego of hers to sleep again!“
“I relish the change to beat Lucy‘s juicy assets into jello,“ Kira responds, unfussed by Pinder‘s attack. “I‘m the best bantam in the world and she‘s my victim – sorry, guys, if you‘re lookin‘ for an exciting bantam tussle, this won‘t be it! But if you like a bully doin‘ bully things … you‘re welcome!“
Fight: R1: Pinder‘s still such a zaftig lil‘ bantam – her pace‘s slowed, but she‘s got years of experience and a fighter‘s heart at least the size of her rack … she comes out a-sloshin‘, a-swingin‘ against her big, young foe! Lucy‘s flat-footed, breaking out of a high guard … her shotmaking‘s lush n‘ thick, but she clearly knows what she‘s doing … with her feet set proper, hips her sturdy base, she‘s able to create sloshin‘ power with ALL of Lucy behind it! Kira clearly startled by Pinder‘s pro demeanour at first, grinning at her stance early … she‘s drag-steppin‘ her way close, guard up high, lookin‘ to see how big Lucy‘s punch actually is … and finds out it‘s a handful! Lucy‘s freely buffeting Kira across the head n‘ shoulders early, hitting her with wide, ample shots, hoping to pry open the guard! Pinder‘s always lookin‘ for that extra step forward, settin‘ up right in Kira‘s face – guards bump against each other, as Lucy pushes Kira off with a healthy, juggy shove … then jump-steps a sneak hook to Kira‘s mouth! No two ways about it … Kira‘s head SUCKED a quarter turn right … JITTERY baby-steps, as Kira gives up canvas to Lucy‘s early salvos!
A minute in, Kira‘s finally getting serious about this fight – the stance‘s more sturdy/upright, the guard tighter/more alert. Lucy still a-slammin‘, but Kira‘s got the gaps closed … some sloshin‘ shots go wide, miss in range, toss past Kira‘s head dips, bounce weakly off her guard … this won‘t be an easy night for Lucy after all! Once Pinder‘s shown some missteps, Kira‘s starting to get active herself … a tidy lil‘ jab scrub on Lucy‘s rack does the job immediately … Lucy moans, humps up on the spot, lookin‘ to defend the goods … Kira dips, drops the body uppercuts beefy in both sides of Pinder‘s padded mid-riff … Kira rises, chips the straight left to Lucy‘s teeth … Lucy‘s turn to roll n‘ baby-step!
Final minute … Kira‘s spitting out the jab poke from fight camp after all … stance‘s wide, right foot well back … the jab‘s a-poppin‘, forcin‘ lovely lil‘ recoils from Lucy‘s pretty face once it connects … Pinder‘s blinkin‘, takin‘ thse shots like a sullen lil‘ trooper … Kira‘s startin‘ to like this set-up … she finally drops a coupla tart, heavy right hands in Pinder‘s sloshing rack, too, causes lil‘ blurts/shouts of protest … Kira a-cruisin‘ to take the first after a lazy opening minute ..
“We KNOW you can take Lucy‘s best shot, but that doesn‘t mean we want you to TEST it, Kira,“ Kosarin‘s corner rudely admonishes their girl.
R2: Kira clearly being a mixture of lazy n‘ cocky early … she‘s left her sturdy precision in the corner, won‘t just jab Pinder into compliance … no, the young starlet‘s lookin‘ to confront ambitious Lucy on the spot, trade thuddin‘, crowd-pleasin‘ shots with her zaftig foe! Lucy‘s eyes blaze like she‘s invited to a party – and she wants in! Pinder‘s stance now compact, creating ample power from all those curvy assets – her guard‘s safe n‘ sound, showin‘ a good blocking game against Kira‘s answering poke! Girls stalkin‘, jabbin‘ only when they‘re re-setting … main urge‘s to get close n‘ scrape for the prize! The prize? Jug! Stances all flat, rigid, strong: hips move back n‘ forth, shoulders gyrate, pump – once they‘re in reach, girls smite for the rack, raisin‘ sturdy lil‘ uppercuts to spank precious beef in turns! No reckless slug-em‘-silly … girls raise arms, move back to guards, stay safe, smart along the way. Kira *very* trustful of her legs/core strength … this ain‘t a look she would be well advised to show a scrapper like Demi Rose!
The blasts go freakin‘ both ways, because both girls got plenty slosh n‘ power … you gotta think Lucy‘s a bit more effective here, though … she‘s used to girls going all-in on her rack, can withstand a lot of shellack … a minute and a half in, Kira blinks first! A sturdy sequence of muscular left uppercuts does the trick, all tappin‘ the same soft spot beneath Kira‘s right jug … Kira steps out, shows a pout, lets out a moan … she‘ll rather take the back pivot out instead of staying a victim of Lucy‘s cozy jug shots!
Down the stretch … girls re-group, hop, pivot … Lucy stalking Kira to some extent, as Kosarin‘s showing side-steps, punishing Pinder‘s flanks via the long, slingin‘ hook, but she‘s definitely in retreat … Kira leggy, smart enough to deny Lucy to do more damage, but you can judge how pissed she‘s based on those pouty lips, pinched eyes … Lucy takes the round fair n‘ square, outpunches her young big foe on body shots in the second!
Pinder‘s corner surely feeling some momentum – “If Kira‘s fightin‘ your fight, girl, you might just as well try n‘ swing for her chin proper – go for it, Lucy, shock the world!“
R3: Kira read the riot act during the break … will she listen this time? She does … to a degree!
Kira forms her tallest stance, goes stiff/upright, keeps the right hand clutched, extends the left just a bit, pumps it hard, as leggy footwork‘s finally accompanying the jab – this set-up‘s clearly the antidote to Lucy‘s swingin‘ glory! Pinder‘s pursuit strong, flat-footed … she‘s comin‘ up hard for Kira‘s head/skull, swipin‘ left, right … shots get wild, heavy … Kira‘s jab poke‘s cool n‘ smooth, intercepting Lucy‘s work, punishing her hard for it! Time n‘ again, Lucy will jump-to, wiggle, slosh her money shot … time n‘ again, Kira‘s jab will have reached her first, stickin‘ to her chin or tits like glue! Kira so striking, majestic from the outside … the jab never stops workin‘, the pivots/side-steps have big, zaftig Lucy fumin‘, ragin‘, as she‘s missin‘ shots now, exposin‘ herself wide open … right hands start to SPANK her jugs!
Final minute … Lucy rushes for a comeback!
A wild overhand right … Kira slides back, steps right, clubs the side of Lucy‘s head … Pinder‘s rocked! Kira pushin‘/shovin‘, reaches around Lucy‘s curvy frame, lookin‘ to carry her ropeside … Lucy blinks, but rallies her leggy strengths, won‘t let herself get pushed around by this girl … leans back, nip-n‘-tucks a short left hook to Kira‘s jaw … Kira‘s turn to stumble in confusion on the spot, goes back into a high guard … and you bet Lucy‘s still scrappin‘ jug at the bell, workin‘ her butt off as Kira‘s rack gets jolted back n‘ forth … Lucy steals the round with gutsy aggression!
“How‘s your maths, Kira?“, her corner slights. “She‘s up 2 rounds to 1 on you, girl!“ –“But I‘m not hurt at all,“ Kira hisses. “I‘m just toyin‘ with her, you know?!“ – “Don‘t toy, finish!“
R4: Kira‘s finally puttin‘ in the work to reduce her British foe‘s upbeat energy/gutsy mentality – secret‘s in the educated jab/right hand combo! These long, long jabs in devastatingly tight, rhythmic cadences are makin‘ it near impossible for Lucy‘s shots to reach Kira, pin-pointin‘ hard at Pinder‘s face or rack, as Kira‘s fast, leggy pivots expose Lucy‘s sluggish pace/dynamics! Meanwhile, Kira‘s wide, wreakin‘ right hands land with LOUD spanks against Pinder‘s pretty juggs – a minute of this cruelty has poor Lucy breathin‘ hard, scowlin‘. Pinder‘s spunk still aplenty … she just keeps surgin‘ forward, wieldin‘ her swingers … Kira‘s eyes stay focussed at this point … she constantly adjusts to Lucy‘s attacks … dozes her girl‘s fire, lets Pinder‘s ferocious punch-makin‘ fizzle out a bit via her discipline, speed, precision! At mid of the round, Kira‘s measured step-away-n‘-poke‘s got Lucy slowly pantin‘ for energy, turnin‘-back instead of surgin‘-all-in for the first time tonight … Kira‘s eyes show a merciless gaze … she‘s ready to pounce!
Kira pushes in, grinds herself heartlessly on top of a sluggish Pinder at the ropes now … Lucy‘s eyes a-blazin‘, as she‘s takin‘ up the pocket battle with unchanged gusto … Lucy‘s trying to cuff n‘ slap at her foe‘s ears/shoulders in wide shot trajectories … Kira‘s being supple, controlled, dippin‘ on the spot, constantly nippin‘ away at Lucy‘s heaving juggs to good, groaning effect!
Down the stretch … Lucy‘s set up heavy on the ropes, her hands up tight/guarded, still not lookin‘ to clinch, waitin‘ for moments to slug it back … Kira loosely in front of her, pickin‘ the girl apart … swipin‘ jug hooks … cuffs up the ear/skull … non-stop rhythm of shots put a stagger in Lucy‘s sturdy, ample thighs/buttocks … she‘s wobbly-butt at bell!
Her ribs sore, pretty face, proud body banged up red n‘ tender, gutsy Lucy‘s still plottin‘ ways how to K.O. Kira in her corner during the break – “I just need my swingin‘ righty to connect, coach … I‘ve felt all night she can‘t really take my punch!“
R5: Lucy‘s energy fadin‘ fast early … her stance‘s breakin‘ down a bit … she‘s no longer able to mount jumpin‘, surgin‘ attacks into Kira‘s tall jabber‘s range … she comes out mouth-breathin‘, pantin‘ about her hurt ribs! Lucy won‘t go down without a titanic struggle, though … she‘s holed up at the ropes, lurin‘ Kira into the slug-‘em-out! Kira calm, controlled – she‘ll stay outside for a while, using a pinpoint jab, right hand cuff to steer Lucy into place! A few trades into the round, Lucy‘s legs show these stunned lil‘ trembles, her buttocks a-quivering, her eyes an exhausted sheen, finally reachin‘ to tie up … she‘s only lookin‘ to cuddle around Kira‘s flanks now! Kira controllin‘ the clinch via her strength/leverage, simply not givin‘ Pinder a chance here … she‘s constantly wigglin‘ free, jostlin‘ Lucy‘s arms away, keeps nippin‘ tucks into Lucy‘s belly, jugs!
A minute in … Kira fixes a tight, compact hook under Lucy‘s chin from that close grasp … Pinder‘s legs clompin‘ sadly on the spot, as head‘s a pure swivel … she takes a backward loll into the ropes! Kira steps-to, stays tight n‘ cruel … Kira‘s switchin‘ between her left n‘ right foot, takin‘ dips, clippin‘ muscular lefts, rights across the glory of Lucy‘s rack … she‘s snatching jug, showin‘ no mercy here! Lucy a loose beauty, her head a-lollin‘, sobbin‘ lil‘ shouts at each jug swipe … Kira loads up, slaps a short, lickin‘ hook tight off her chest … slams it clean to Pinder‘s jaw!
Lucy head rolls back a jolt, tumbles her back against the ropes … where she just bounces off, tumbles forward with a nose-dive sprawl onto her tummy … oh, she‘s fast asleep, her lips moist on the canvas, eyes shut/numb, as Kira already turns away, bellows, mocks Lucy‘s haymaker motion, grins wide … it‘s a KO5 with trademark swagger, Kira Kosarin!
After: Lucy now just a slack-jawed beauty … she‘s all stiff, the only twitches comin‘ from her jugs slowly sloshin‘ to a standstill … and Kira wants a prize! Young bantam hottie jostles through the ranks of Lucy‘s camp with authority, grabs Lucy‘s damp locks, heaves the British beauty onto her back with a groan of effort, as Pinder slowly starts stirrin‘, her eyes wakin‘ in horror, dimly tryin‘ to reach to protect her sports bra … Kira expertly wiggles her frame on top of Lucy‘s, gently stroking her hair/face, then lowering her chest … then, there‘s only muffled sobs/lil‘ shouts of protests, as Kira‘s burying Lucy‘s face in her smother, her proud assets pancaked under Kira‘s lithe, fit body … once Lucy‘s stopped resisting, relaxing into sleep under her tight grasp, Kira gets up without a fuss, leaves Lucy sleepin‘, stirrin‘ so sadly in defeat … what a feel-good beatdown for one of bantam‘s hottest young things … Kira Kosarin‘s ready for 2024!
“That was fun!“, Kira admits. “Lucy ain‘t a quitter, I‘ll give her that … but I‘m just *so* much better! If you think my last title run was dominant, you‘re all in for a rude surprise in 2024 … Priyanka, anyone, I‘m back!“