Bella Thorne versus Demi Rose (Bout 4)

                     

Bell Thorne vs Demi Rose


Bout 4: Boiling Point PPV (Demi up 2-1)

Before: “Enough is enough," a glaring Bella declares at podium. "Whenever you think of Bella Thorne, there should be no association with Demi Rose - this woman is polluting my brand with every fight. I will erase her in this fight: depend upon it!"

Demi rolling her eyes, having a good time at dais...she's used to Bella's pontification at this point. "Blah, blah, blah..." Rose grins at podium. "My, she can talk, can't she? Look here: me strong ginger girl; you snooty brunette. Me punch you; you quit. That's really all folks need to know, you’re look like the same old bag of hot wind you've always been, and me? I'm a little balloon-popper, baby!”

Ringposts-in-sand setup. Bella in red bikini v-front, thong back, with black gloves, hair wind-blown messy. Demi in green triangle-cut thing bikini with yellow trim, white gloves, hair wet and slicked down her back. Both fighters barefoot in the sand

R1: Demi barreling shoulder-first into Bella, but redhead's getting off rich and zesty early. Thorne unleashing - swinging hooks up high, doubled up, lusty right hands over Rose’s left shoulder - Brit shook up in the first minute, but keeps her balance. Demi rolling Bella's right hands with the lead shoulder, getting close with a stuffing right to gut, then she’s forehead on chest and working to the body. Thorne giving ground, but staying off the ropes as combination fighters puts 'em together tidy, uses an extended left elbow to nudge and press the action the way she wants it. Judges see it Bella’s way, Demi not getting tactically established on the inside.

R2: Demi blocking hooks with her right hand, rolling rights, dipping and coming up and in on Bella - ginger soaks up some good body leather as Rose muscles her way inside. Thorne a little too wide, wrapping around her followthroughs as Demi moves inside the arc - meanwhile, brunette tight‘n’tasty to midsection, swatting and cuffing away down there with compact licks. Rose very economical, no energy wasted - she works Bella to ropes, rolls and blocks, scores to the body and jugs of her opponent with stamina-sapping swat out of the relaxed crossed-arm.

R3: What the? Bella turns boxer - spoiling the pressure Demi had in store for her. Thorne using her legs, showing a sparkling jab, smiling as she taps Rose unforgivably on the face, earning a dark glare from haughty brunette. Demi turning stalker - cutting off the ring - she lands some thumping right hands straight into Bella's body, but can't rope in her redhead - Thorne doing a nice job circling, keeping her back free and controlling matters midring.

R4: Demi shows why she’s a legendary sand fighter as girls trade adjustments. Rose with scooting feet, stubbing jab, turns the tables - now SHE'S circling, touching Bella up and down the stick, using those wide hips and low center of gravity to pull off reversals and pivots other beach fighters wouldn’t DREAM of. Thorne unhinged, throwing ill advised bombs - Rose able to see, time and counter - finding ginger's chin with crisp, short right hands off the shoulder. Bella taking a good shot, but concerned - Demi's turn to smirk as she gets the better of the fourth.

R5: Bella out with murderous, gambling swings; she'll sweep a right, then flick the left backhand to keep Demi from countering her. Thorne stepping forward with heat - she's missing a fair amount but landing with spank when she does, still, Rose not shying away from the intensity and bundling the fight out to the edge. Midway through - Bella sliding along the ropes, Demi stepping-with and really going at that gut. Thick, juicy licks on the paunch - Rose turning her shoulders, tearing up midsection and THORNE’S LEGS GIVE WAY! Bella sitting stunned in the ropes, gut shot - Demi immediately turns her attention to that inviting rack, getting in close and rubbing those puppies with short chugging lefts and rights. THORNE TAKES A KNEE! Rose all smiles as she's pushed back - Bella steaming, but wobbly butt - she takes a flustered 8 as Demi taunts from the neutral.

R6: Sloppy brawling first minute - both girls gleefully wide, falling in with each other - Demi a little billy goat in there with her head on Bella's chest, ginger warned for cracking elbows at Rose's temple. Thorne scores a clouting overhand right, follows up a biting hook to swivel Demi's head - brunette in trouble as she staggers away wobbly butt. Bella hopping forward all smiles, , twists and tugs a hook across British ribs - Rose buckles, but answers right back! Demi with a sweeping right to the pit of Bella's stomach, straightening to put a tidy compact hook on chin and REDHEAD backside set a-wobbling as Thorne walks into hurt. ROSE DRUMS AWAY LOW! Demi dips down to curl rights and lefts against purple trunks - Bella pitching forward to clinch. Rose able to slam away kidney around Thorne's groping, extended arms as redhead tries to smother the hurt. Bella looping rights and putting whiplash shellack onto Demi's jaw - brunette's legs tested yet again as Thorne able to get through with power. Rose stepping up her body attack - trying to crowd Bella, pound her ribs and tits. Good couple minutes of hard punching devolves into FCBA equivalent of mud wrestling - Thorne headlocking and bulldogging Rose to sand - girls writhing and scrapping on their knees as ref awkwardly tries to restore order. Hellcats disobedient - punching at each other over&under the man as he tries to separate 'em - both corners get read the riot act during the break.


R7: Bella jabbing to break up the rush, sliding to the side to turn Demi, walking her into right hands - brunette cooperating by reaching on punches, trying to get Thorne in trouble with one big swing. Rose put wobbly butt in the by a brace of keen right hands – Bella very neat with the punch, no warning, short and sharp on the chin - Brit's coming undone. Thorne pressing the action, muscling Rose onto the ropes, tearing up belly and jug with the hook, resetting with the extended left elbow, then tidying her up with brisk right uppercut on the chin. Methodical, beautiful stuff Bella never letting her breathe - Demi visibly wilting as every red-gloved blow seems to find something tender. Right uppercuts nice and tight, fits 'em in with love, then eases groaning Rose back with the left shoulder. POUNDING finale - Demi hurt down below, unable to answer back, slumping into the ropes - she's beaten into a steaming pile of bronzed brunette at Bella’s feet. Thorne smoldering as she steps back, appraising the devastation - Rose out on her face, won't be getting up. KO7 in savage fashion, Bella Thorne to even out this Best of 7!

After: "Look at this b*tch eating sand now. I f*cking made her crumble. I'm only getting better at beating her ass the more we fight. She's running out of ideas and that's why I just won 2 in a row...2 more and all the idiots who thought she's on my level will have to face reality and realize she's actually my b*tch." Bella planting a foot on Demi’s famous bum before taking selfie, then dragging Demi outside the ring to make her point in a more leisurely fashion in the open section of sand reserved for that purpose

Bella finding extracting tribute on sand from Demi harder than expected, Brit twisting her shoulders-right, throwing her left arm over to the right: Thorne forced to wriggle in there, push and strain to get shoulder back on the sand, only to see Rose roll shoulder-left. Grunting with effort, Bella throws her right arm over Demi's left shoulder, muscling the girl to her back again - struggling to get the right arm out of the way. Job of work as ginger grinds brunette jug-to-jug on the sand, Bella’s bethonged bum waving in the air like a tube mascot while she’s trying to sort Rose out - get her flattened - so jug-smother can be established. Demi thrashing effectively: she's a KO'd little beauty but she's determined to deny Bella her satisfaction.

Bella FINALLY gets Demi flattened out, but her would-be victim throws both arms around Thorne's head! Rose grabs her own elbows, secures a partial smother on BELLA - ginger able to turn her head to her right just enough to defy brunette jugs.

New job of work for Bella: wedging her hands up into Demi's head lock - shimmying into the hold. Thorne's head eventually pops up as Rose's encircling arms still riding around those ivory shoulders. Bella wriggling herself up, gets her forearms braced horizontally across Demi's breasts...Victor starts bouncing in the grasp, jamming and crushing across Rose's bulging hooters!

Demi blurting out in pain, turns her head to her left. Bella's face just inches away, her head up, sweaty hair clamped to her cheeks - she's cackling happily/panting with effort as she bumps herself into Rose's rack, punishing her. Eventually, Demi's limbs loosen, Bella able to wriggle higher up, get her jugs on face...still work to be done as Thorne has to use her hands to push Rose's face in there snug before eventually wrapping her up tight.

Bella atop Demi in full control at last...Thorne's forehead on sand, her jugs pressing flush to Rose's sweat-tacky face - snugging and cinching up tight in reverse sleeper grip. Bella's sweat-shiny back spreading wide as she engulfs Demi underneath. Rose finally trapped – heels of her hands slamming into Thorne’s firm lats, hunting for kidneys, but it's over: Bella's position too strong, just a matter of time and jug-weight until Demi goes out.