Tahnee Atkinson versus Kate Upton (Queen of the Beach)
Jul 26, 2024 23:53:13 GMT -6
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Post by Lookout! Boxing on Jul 26, 2024 23:53:13 GMT -6
Tahnee Atkinson vs
Before:
Ringposts-in-sand setup. Neither contender wearing a robe for their entrance. Kate entering first for the first time in a while, sporting a mismatched yellow-and-white striped top, red-and-pink bottoms. Hair loose and windblown wild. Tahnee joining the O&E trend of not even pretending to wear clothes opting for a pair of long red curves covering her naughty bits, with white lines radiating out from each. Hair back in a battle bun. White gloves all around, both fighters barefoot in the sand. Kate lets her corner crew on ahead, but stays on the apron making it clear she intends to enter the ring WITH the Queen. Tahnee’s eyes narrowing as she sees the disrespect, but holds her tongue as they duck through the ropes together, faces set in sneers as they lock up in a staredown. The journey to midring is marked by hipbumps both ways and two circling “why wait” exchanges before the ref can pull them to the line. During instructions, the contenders wrap up around the shoulders, a collection of JMDD hardware that can be equaled but not surpassed in a skin-on-skin tit press until the rules are recited. They shove each other apart in lieu of touching gloves, and raise their gloves, pointedly ignoring the official’s orders to return to their corners and making their intentions to start this grudge match at midring!
R1: Kate crouching, alternating her guard from crossed-arm to earmuff as she rolls and slips. Upton setting up on Atkinson's left shoulder, riding the forearms into tits to jostle Atkinson’s jugs, bumping her rude shoulders, hooking her tummy and tits. Kate hacking her right hands top o' the head on Tahnee, packing rights in around the left hip, raking her hooks - good smothering attack. Atkinson choosy, placing firm, short-arm counters to belly&breasts with moist impacts on the paint. Down the stretch, Kate dipping side to side and gobbing up ribs nasty tucking lefts and rights off the slip - Tahnee open-mouthed, slowing down - UPTON WANTS JUG! Kate pressing in and getting beefy to Tahnee's glorious rack - great shrugging lefts and rights snuggling up in there as brunette cries out, reaching for Upton's hips.
R2: Tahnee dipping side to side, turning her shoulders, moving her head - Kate missing and collecting numbing body shots in her ribs, available tummy&tits. Upton getting chewed up, but showing tremendous tenacity - she's throwing a lot, skidding punches off Atkinson's shoulders and pate, landing the odd loud body shot to Aussie's paunch. Tahnee unquestionably getting the better of it, yellow paint already showing on her gloves, but Kate forcing the Queen to work every second of the round.
R3: Kate riding a bumping guard into Tahnee's shoulders, bodying up and smothering after scoring, white streaks coming on her forearms. Clubbing, scrounging attack from Upton as she smears Atkinson along the ropes - American girl laying in strong, working the flanks, tummy and hooking Tahnee's bulging rack whenever available. Atkinson shaking her head back to her corner: she knows she got shutout that round, Carlson tells her: "You can't give her rounds like that. Put hands on this girl, you gotta keep touching her."
R4 : Tahnee ups her tempo, does tremendous work in Kate bronzed belly and hulking jug. Atkinson so sharp and short with her punches - Upton grimacing after clean touches behind her elbows, thick tucking blows to her paunch and meanspirited swipes across her throbbing, swinging hooters. Tahnee getting her shoulder into Kate’s armpit and walking the fight to midring at times to change things up, but gravitating back to the ropes for patient slug and smother as she salts away the answering shutout.
R5: Sharp clocking rights on the jaw, ripping hooks to the ribs have Tahnee floundering early - she reaches for Kate - blonde sidesteps and sends Atkinson spilling face first to the ropes. Upton on the pounce: digging her way into Tahnee's body with chugging rights and lefts, stooping Aussie forward and KATE GOES JUG! Upton's face glowing as she savours the moment - relentless body work paving the way for a marauding rack attack as poor Atkinson leans forward and takes. Tahnee swaying on the spot, helpless hooters there for the taking - she bends right to haul a desperation left onto Kate's ear, bends left to clap home a swinging right and BLONDE'S SWEPT TO HER BACKSIDE AT THE ROPES! Lariat punching from Atkinson doesn't land flush, but enough to put Upton off balance - American up quick, bouncing on the spot jugs-a’jumpin’ for her 8, anxious to get the knockdown back. HAMMER AND TONGS! Tahnee using her jab smart, forcing Kate to walk through it, then leaning in with interceptor short right hands to challenger's chin. Upton caught again and again in a short period of time - she's put wobbly butt, staggering sideways at the bell as Atkinson bellows in triumph after stealing a round 10-8.
R6: Kate nice and supple, left hand usually low, chin tucked behind that left shoulder - she's managing Tahnee's stubbing jab with shoulder rolls and lateral movement - nothing's landing. Upton hanging around a bit more inside, rolling under Atkinson's right and answering back harsh, ripping right uppercuts to breadbasket or jug, straight right hands to teeth - by the second minute, she's really tearing it up. Tahnee visibly cringing as Kate rips rights to tummy - brunette reaching to clinch and Upton turns into a vicious counter-right to the chops DROPPING ATKINSON TO ALL FOURS! Kate hopping away with a confident grin - Tahnee panting, shaking her head, beats the count for a blinking 8. ON COMES UPTON! Atkinson sopping up sock, but still able to immediately answer, she gets the worst of a clanging exchange of right uppies and fight circles back to midring. Kate stalking, dukes up - Tahnee rotating, jabbing to body, scooting right – top welters cat and mousing like a couple tiffanies to the bell.
R7: Kate spitting her jab body and head, Tahnee flustered, caught extending her palms to push - she's wide open for a sneaky hook off the jab. Head swivel Atkinson, deep knee bend - she reels backwards into ropes, covers up earmuff only to be ROCKED upright a hard-charging left uppercut. Upton right back in snug - beating Tahnee's ribcage like a rug - classic combinations as Aussie digs in sullen to soak. Kate busy, but methodical, steadily pounding the waist both hands, pounding the flanks and ribs, chugging up into that mouthwatering rack. Upton ripping body shots and hooks to the ear, hands brought back to her chest as she bobs mechanically, smudging her forehead up and down on Atkinson. Tahnee open mouthed, breaking down - she's covering up face in gloves, suffering, unable to answer back or get her back off the ropes. Bell: Kate straightens, absolutely pulsing, hungrily looking over the carnage. Atkinson parched, throbbing, but defiant - she straightens unsteadily off the ropes, meeting Upton's hard gaze as if to say "couldn't put me down, Blondie." 10-8 nonetheless, Upton - total bell to bell supremacy after the knockdown to open up a huge lead on the cards.
R8: Kate still forcing pace on Tahnee - brisk jabs - blonde rotating counterclockwise away from Queen's cocked right hand. Upton poking up top, but also stooping to jab away tummy - Atkinson taking flat, splattering stick in her body, looking grumpy about it. Midway through, Kate just working her craft suddenly comes over top a shattering right hand - blonde bending into the shot, jolting brunette head aside - TAHNEE'S HURT! Atkinson woozily assuming earmuff midring - Upton scoots forward, left hand riding around Aussie right shoulder to cradle her forward for a gruesome right, pit o' the paunch. Breathy gasp from Tahnee as legs give way - she topples forward to crowd - Kate stepping back in good order, belting away lefts and rights as Queen blunders into hurt. Sidestep Upton: Atkinson spills face first to ropes - she's drowsy and ON COMES KATE! Upton steadying Atkinson with a left in the chest, then CRACKING Aussie chin short right hands - BUT TAHNEE WON'T HAVE IT! Crowd roars to it's feet as Atkinson brawls on mindless instinct, leaning in ear to ear and trading with thick, hamhanded fury downstairs. Both girls treated to searing shellack - big, beefy body shots sounding out loud and wet as Kate tries to close and Tahnee tries to resist. Both girls ramshackle - Atkinson able to shove her way off the ropes as blonde pace slackens. Upton's head banging back, eyes glaring, but a little glassy from desperate Aussie power. Tahnee also sticking Kate hard in the tits - pancaking poke inside the left bicep bringing wince to challenger’s lips. Atkinson leaning into strong right hands – left palm just greasing Upton's chin, letting her know it's coming and she can’t stop it. Kate backing up, fighting in spots - getting off in combination whenever Tahnee comes too far in. Atkinson managing at close range with left hand palming chin to set up the hook, or behind the head to pull Upton into the uppie, ref issuing warnings. Kate’s not too happy about it either. Corner crews frantic during the interval, styptic pens and cold bars to faces, ice bags applied directly to punishment-reddened bellies and breasts. Sure the paint’s coming off, but nobody’s putting in Swan Lake for THIS all-out war!
R9: Kate knuckles together at her chest, wading in - she's looking to use the rest of Tahnee up...but Aussie not cooperating. Atkinson pushing strong off her back foot, spearing stick into Upton's face and busting her blonde up - Kate getting tagged, crouching, but slowing - enabling Tahnee to step to her right. Atkinson able to ring Upton up right hands over the left shoulder, cleanly tagging jaw, then jabbing her eye as punch-weary fighters shuffle another step right. Kate out at the end of the punches, steadily eating, bogging down and GOING WOBBLY BUTT! Upton groggy, staring, trudging forward - Atkinson jabbing, rifling rights, stepping - SHE'S TAKING KATE APART! Upton hurt, confused - she finally stops trying to force herself on Atkinson, and the Queen goes over to offence. Tahnee stepping in, bending into crashing right hands, flattening Kate's right ear against her shoulder, sending her reeling sideways. Upton mouth open, hands outstretched as she stumbles to her right - Atkinson POURING in over the left shoulder, POUNDING away righty and DROPPING KATE AT THE ROPES! Upton hounded across the ring and drilled to her back - eyelashes fluttering, eyes half-open, legs out straight, hands quiet at her sides and it's OVER! KO9 for the winner and STILL Queen of the Beach, TAHNEE ATKINSON!
After: Kate woozily up onto her knees, butt-on-ankles. Tahnee stoops, scoops a handful of blonde hair from behind, yanks her up to all-fours, then shoves her down to the sand, keeping a grip on the blonde hair while washing her face in the sand. Upton squirming, turning half around to face her tormentress, but Atkinson shoves her back to the sand. Tahnee drops to her knees, scoots backwards to place a bare painted buttocks onto Kate’s face. Upton bleats, stamps one foot in agony, humiliation's just building.
Tahnee reaching down and grabbing a hold of Kate’s painted breasts while rubbing her glutes onto Upton's tear-streaking visage. Kate pulling at Tahnee's hair, pushing and tugging at her futilely before settling into an exhausted slumber. Atkinson holds her pose for a moment longer, then slides over Upton, smearing red and white paint over her prey’s body, and up to her feet. Upton is quickly gathered up and carried away. Tahnee is handed an open bottle of water, swigging greedily from it as she struts back to her domain.
Kate Upton (Queen of the Beach)
(Words: O & E / Results: Lookout!)
Before:
"You know, Kate relies on her image more than any other fighter I’ve ever been in the ring with," Tahnee says at the podium. "She's only special when the other girl DOES get overwhelmed by the moment - but I beat her up last time we met, but I'm discounting that: we all know Kate coasts and undertrains when she's not motivated - I'll be facing the real thing in a title fight. And that's exactly what I want: to fight, and beat, the best Kate Upton anyone's ever seen. The closest she's going to come to my tiara is when she wakes up and sees you boys taking pictures of me wearing it and nothing else after I've knocked her out!"
"Girls don't get overwhelmed by the moment, they get overwhelmed by me. Tahnee knows that - she's been underneath me SO many times and if she thinks that I'm going to let her take me down in a title fight - again - she's dumber than she looks. And we all know Tahnee looks pretty dumb, but nobody is going to care about what she looks like when she is smothered out underneath me. If Atkinson thinks she can handle me at my best, she's in for a huge f*cking surprise between my huge f*cking tits." as Kate smirks, raising her hands over her head as she thrusts out her infamous cleavage for a very appreciative media and a scowling Tahnee.
Ringposts-in-sand setup. Neither contender wearing a robe for their entrance. Kate entering first for the first time in a while, sporting a mismatched yellow-and-white striped top, red-and-pink bottoms. Hair loose and windblown wild. Tahnee joining the O&E trend of not even pretending to wear clothes opting for a pair of long red curves covering her naughty bits, with white lines radiating out from each. Hair back in a battle bun. White gloves all around, both fighters barefoot in the sand. Kate lets her corner crew on ahead, but stays on the apron making it clear she intends to enter the ring WITH the Queen. Tahnee’s eyes narrowing as she sees the disrespect, but holds her tongue as they duck through the ropes together, faces set in sneers as they lock up in a staredown. The journey to midring is marked by hipbumps both ways and two circling “why wait” exchanges before the ref can pull them to the line. During instructions, the contenders wrap up around the shoulders, a collection of JMDD hardware that can be equaled but not surpassed in a skin-on-skin tit press until the rules are recited. They shove each other apart in lieu of touching gloves, and raise their gloves, pointedly ignoring the official’s orders to return to their corners and making their intentions to start this grudge match at midring!
R1: Kate crouching, alternating her guard from crossed-arm to earmuff as she rolls and slips. Upton setting up on Atkinson's left shoulder, riding the forearms into tits to jostle Atkinson’s jugs, bumping her rude shoulders, hooking her tummy and tits. Kate hacking her right hands top o' the head on Tahnee, packing rights in around the left hip, raking her hooks - good smothering attack. Atkinson choosy, placing firm, short-arm counters to belly&breasts with moist impacts on the paint. Down the stretch, Kate dipping side to side and gobbing up ribs nasty tucking lefts and rights off the slip - Tahnee open-mouthed, slowing down - UPTON WANTS JUG! Kate pressing in and getting beefy to Tahnee's glorious rack - great shrugging lefts and rights snuggling up in there as brunette cries out, reaching for Upton's hips.
R2: Tahnee dipping side to side, turning her shoulders, moving her head - Kate missing and collecting numbing body shots in her ribs, available tummy&tits. Upton getting chewed up, but showing tremendous tenacity - she's throwing a lot, skidding punches off Atkinson's shoulders and pate, landing the odd loud body shot to Aussie's paunch. Tahnee unquestionably getting the better of it, yellow paint already showing on her gloves, but Kate forcing the Queen to work every second of the round.
R3: Kate riding a bumping guard into Tahnee's shoulders, bodying up and smothering after scoring, white streaks coming on her forearms. Clubbing, scrounging attack from Upton as she smears Atkinson along the ropes - American girl laying in strong, working the flanks, tummy and hooking Tahnee's bulging rack whenever available. Atkinson shaking her head back to her corner: she knows she got shutout that round, Carlson tells her: "You can't give her rounds like that. Put hands on this girl, you gotta keep touching her."
R4 : Tahnee ups her tempo, does tremendous work in Kate bronzed belly and hulking jug. Atkinson so sharp and short with her punches - Upton grimacing after clean touches behind her elbows, thick tucking blows to her paunch and meanspirited swipes across her throbbing, swinging hooters. Tahnee getting her shoulder into Kate’s armpit and walking the fight to midring at times to change things up, but gravitating back to the ropes for patient slug and smother as she salts away the answering shutout.
R5: Sharp clocking rights on the jaw, ripping hooks to the ribs have Tahnee floundering early - she reaches for Kate - blonde sidesteps and sends Atkinson spilling face first to the ropes. Upton on the pounce: digging her way into Tahnee's body with chugging rights and lefts, stooping Aussie forward and KATE GOES JUG! Upton's face glowing as she savours the moment - relentless body work paving the way for a marauding rack attack as poor Atkinson leans forward and takes. Tahnee swaying on the spot, helpless hooters there for the taking - she bends right to haul a desperation left onto Kate's ear, bends left to clap home a swinging right and BLONDE'S SWEPT TO HER BACKSIDE AT THE ROPES! Lariat punching from Atkinson doesn't land flush, but enough to put Upton off balance - American up quick, bouncing on the spot jugs-a’jumpin’ for her 8, anxious to get the knockdown back. HAMMER AND TONGS! Tahnee using her jab smart, forcing Kate to walk through it, then leaning in with interceptor short right hands to challenger's chin. Upton caught again and again in a short period of time - she's put wobbly butt, staggering sideways at the bell as Atkinson bellows in triumph after stealing a round 10-8.
R6: Kate nice and supple, left hand usually low, chin tucked behind that left shoulder - she's managing Tahnee's stubbing jab with shoulder rolls and lateral movement - nothing's landing. Upton hanging around a bit more inside, rolling under Atkinson's right and answering back harsh, ripping right uppercuts to breadbasket or jug, straight right hands to teeth - by the second minute, she's really tearing it up. Tahnee visibly cringing as Kate rips rights to tummy - brunette reaching to clinch and Upton turns into a vicious counter-right to the chops DROPPING ATKINSON TO ALL FOURS! Kate hopping away with a confident grin - Tahnee panting, shaking her head, beats the count for a blinking 8. ON COMES UPTON! Atkinson sopping up sock, but still able to immediately answer, she gets the worst of a clanging exchange of right uppies and fight circles back to midring. Kate stalking, dukes up - Tahnee rotating, jabbing to body, scooting right – top welters cat and mousing like a couple tiffanies to the bell.
R7: Kate spitting her jab body and head, Tahnee flustered, caught extending her palms to push - she's wide open for a sneaky hook off the jab. Head swivel Atkinson, deep knee bend - she reels backwards into ropes, covers up earmuff only to be ROCKED upright a hard-charging left uppercut. Upton right back in snug - beating Tahnee's ribcage like a rug - classic combinations as Aussie digs in sullen to soak. Kate busy, but methodical, steadily pounding the waist both hands, pounding the flanks and ribs, chugging up into that mouthwatering rack. Upton ripping body shots and hooks to the ear, hands brought back to her chest as she bobs mechanically, smudging her forehead up and down on Atkinson. Tahnee open mouthed, breaking down - she's covering up face in gloves, suffering, unable to answer back or get her back off the ropes. Bell: Kate straightens, absolutely pulsing, hungrily looking over the carnage. Atkinson parched, throbbing, but defiant - she straightens unsteadily off the ropes, meeting Upton's hard gaze as if to say "couldn't put me down, Blondie." 10-8 nonetheless, Upton - total bell to bell supremacy after the knockdown to open up a huge lead on the cards.
R8: Kate still forcing pace on Tahnee - brisk jabs - blonde rotating counterclockwise away from Queen's cocked right hand. Upton poking up top, but also stooping to jab away tummy - Atkinson taking flat, splattering stick in her body, looking grumpy about it. Midway through, Kate just working her craft suddenly comes over top a shattering right hand - blonde bending into the shot, jolting brunette head aside - TAHNEE'S HURT! Atkinson woozily assuming earmuff midring - Upton scoots forward, left hand riding around Aussie right shoulder to cradle her forward for a gruesome right, pit o' the paunch. Breathy gasp from Tahnee as legs give way - she topples forward to crowd - Kate stepping back in good order, belting away lefts and rights as Queen blunders into hurt. Sidestep Upton: Atkinson spills face first to ropes - she's drowsy and ON COMES KATE! Upton steadying Atkinson with a left in the chest, then CRACKING Aussie chin short right hands - BUT TAHNEE WON'T HAVE IT! Crowd roars to it's feet as Atkinson brawls on mindless instinct, leaning in ear to ear and trading with thick, hamhanded fury downstairs. Both girls treated to searing shellack - big, beefy body shots sounding out loud and wet as Kate tries to close and Tahnee tries to resist. Both girls ramshackle - Atkinson able to shove her way off the ropes as blonde pace slackens. Upton's head banging back, eyes glaring, but a little glassy from desperate Aussie power. Tahnee also sticking Kate hard in the tits - pancaking poke inside the left bicep bringing wince to challenger’s lips. Atkinson leaning into strong right hands – left palm just greasing Upton's chin, letting her know it's coming and she can’t stop it. Kate backing up, fighting in spots - getting off in combination whenever Tahnee comes too far in. Atkinson managing at close range with left hand palming chin to set up the hook, or behind the head to pull Upton into the uppie, ref issuing warnings. Kate’s not too happy about it either. Corner crews frantic during the interval, styptic pens and cold bars to faces, ice bags applied directly to punishment-reddened bellies and breasts. Sure the paint’s coming off, but nobody’s putting in Swan Lake for THIS all-out war!
R9: Kate knuckles together at her chest, wading in - she's looking to use the rest of Tahnee up...but Aussie not cooperating. Atkinson pushing strong off her back foot, spearing stick into Upton's face and busting her blonde up - Kate getting tagged, crouching, but slowing - enabling Tahnee to step to her right. Atkinson able to ring Upton up right hands over the left shoulder, cleanly tagging jaw, then jabbing her eye as punch-weary fighters shuffle another step right. Kate out at the end of the punches, steadily eating, bogging down and GOING WOBBLY BUTT! Upton groggy, staring, trudging forward - Atkinson jabbing, rifling rights, stepping - SHE'S TAKING KATE APART! Upton hurt, confused - she finally stops trying to force herself on Atkinson, and the Queen goes over to offence. Tahnee stepping in, bending into crashing right hands, flattening Kate's right ear against her shoulder, sending her reeling sideways. Upton mouth open, hands outstretched as she stumbles to her right - Atkinson POURING in over the left shoulder, POUNDING away righty and DROPPING KATE AT THE ROPES! Upton hounded across the ring and drilled to her back - eyelashes fluttering, eyes half-open, legs out straight, hands quiet at her sides and it's OVER! KO9 for the winner and STILL Queen of the Beach, TAHNEE ATKINSON!
After: Kate woozily up onto her knees, butt-on-ankles. Tahnee stoops, scoops a handful of blonde hair from behind, yanks her up to all-fours, then shoves her down to the sand, keeping a grip on the blonde hair while washing her face in the sand. Upton squirming, turning half around to face her tormentress, but Atkinson shoves her back to the sand. Tahnee drops to her knees, scoots backwards to place a bare painted buttocks onto Kate’s face. Upton bleats, stamps one foot in agony, humiliation's just building.
Tahnee reaching down and grabbing a hold of Kate’s painted breasts while rubbing her glutes onto Upton's tear-streaking visage. Kate pulling at Tahnee's hair, pushing and tugging at her futilely before settling into an exhausted slumber. Atkinson holds her pose for a moment longer, then slides over Upton, smearing red and white paint over her prey’s body, and up to her feet. Upton is quickly gathered up and carried away. Tahnee is handed an open bottle of water, swigging greedily from it as she struts back to her domain.
