CBAD: Victoria Justice vs. Jordan Carver

Tale of the Tape:

Victoria Justice (23-34-0, 23 KO)
5'5, 30 years old
Celebrity Wrestling Federation

vs.

Jordan Carver (0-3-0)
5'6, 37 years old, 30K
Black Eagle Boxing

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

Intro:
“AND NOW! Making her 58th appearance in the ring for the FCBA, fighting under the Celebrity Wrestling Federation flag. Please welcome the Hollywood, Florida native, standing 5 foot 5, weighing in at 110 pounds, VICTORIAAAAAA JUUUUUUUUUSTICE!!”

Outfits:
Vika’s delicate frame was tightly strung up in a thin-banded tube top that mushroomed her perky B-cups tightly to her swelling sternum; her slender hips bit into by a high-waisted string thong that split her plump, bronzed cheeks and disappeared between their folds. Justice chomped down on a matching pale white gum shield as her braided, pigtailed locks bounced on her shoulders.

Becoming all too familiar with the Celebrity Wrestling Federation, Jordan Carver stepped up to the plate in hopes of avoiding a third straight strikeout. Temporarily stepping away from the JMD stipulations after being smothered out by Pelas and Louise, Carver was trying her hand at the much more delicate and manageable Justice. Despite being on bedrest from JMD, Carver dawned the same skimpy attire; a matte black, tiny triangular string top and matching thong bottoms. Yet to last a full bout without spilling loose, Carver tucked her overflowing K-cups back behind the thin fabric, all-business and sick of losing as she sternly brushed past Victoria.

Round 1:
It took some getting used to for the buxom brunette in a strictly-boxing affair; often left a few steps behind as Justice made a much more regular target of her jaw than her jugs. The smaller Hollywood-native paced the action with a relentless series of stiff jabs through the first two minutes; dotting the frustrated model’s pursed lips with a wave of snappy rights than backed her around the ring at will.

Carver finally swung through a gated hook aimed at Vika’s navel in the last minute; the lithe brunette swooping out of the way before lacing a ferocious hook across Jordan’s flushed cheek that bent her at the waist. The woozy brunette slouched sideways and lost half the cover on her chest; spilling partially out of her micro top before slicing a sideways uppercut through Justice’s ribs just as she slid forward. Vika floundered as all her momentum was stopped on her toes, grimacing as she held her slender abdomen and sporadically pant for oxygen. The last thirty seconds were frenetic as Justice pawed at a stalking Carver to keep her away; doing enough to win the round 10-9 but visibly damaged by Jordan’s late connection.

Round 2/3:
Carver found gold with her blind shiv to Vika’s ribs in the prior round; continuing to hammer the sinewy brunette’s bare midriff with wicked clubs from both sides the entire first minute of the second. Justice finally said ‘no more’ and tucked her elbows; catching a handful of strays that ricocheted off her forearms before a brutal hook scooped between her hands and erupted against her chin. Carver hadn’t felt a crunch quite like that all night; tracing the singer’s unsteady retreat and wading through desperate pawing jabs from Vika.

Victoria managed to tag the busty brunette with a snappy left to the rack; bouncing Carver sideways with a snarl as she pulled off her pursuit. Licking her wounds for just a split second, the stalking lioness pushed forward and zippered a looping one-two that rattled Victoria’s curvy hips, drifting her into the ropes in the last ten. Carver pulled one, two, three, four lifting scoop-hooks into Justice’s navel before she was pulled off at the bell; gutting the slender actress and taking the round thanks to some late optics.

The third also fell in favor of the buxom Brit; with twice as much leather coming from her corner as the smaller brunette began to look increasingly disheveled. Carver wins back-to-back, 10-9.

Round 4/5:
The fourth round is when the real value of an adept corner came into play; steadying the leaking ship that was Justice’s game and inflating her sails once again with a spirited pep-talk. Her confidence swelled with each pick and dart that sliced through Carver’s frame; tearing through her crumbling walls with a volley of bitter rights. A jab to the lips, hook to the temple, screwdriver to her vulnerable sideboob, uppercut to the navel; Jordan finally ran out of runway to retreat as Justice walked her across the ring.

After taking a domineering fourth by a score of 10-9, Justice stayed on her toes the entire break; sprinting out for the fifth and picking the leash right back up.

Carver teetered through a wild, swiveling cross; practically pirouetting as she blanked right over Vika’s shoulder. The Florida native slid forward and lifted the model’s teardropping rack with a volleyball underhand; bouncing her fist off Carver’s underboob and eliciting a shrill shriek from the frozen Brit. The brunette was catatonic as she held her pulsing chest with both arms, her mouth hanging open for a split second of breathless whimpering before it was wired shut by a hip-to-heavens uppercut. Carver squelched as she was slingshot to her tippy toes; spilling out of her bra as her skull violently snapped straight back. As if someone had cut her strings, her stems jellied and pinched inward; spiking to her knees before sprawling spread-eagle flat on her belly.

1… 2… 3… 4… Carver blubbered softly as her floundering lulled to a motionless stop; her slender abdomen heaving with weighted breaths as her enormous rack swelled beneath her downed frame. Justice beamed a toothy white smile as she slung her gum-shield into the crowd; springing onto the ropes at her corner to embrace McElhone.

5… 6… SHE’S OUT! SHE’S DONE!!

"And your winner, by KO in Round 5, VICTORIAAAAA JUUUUUUSSSSTICEEEE!!!!”