Melissa Debling versus Danielle Sharp (JMD)

Tale of the Tape (JMD):

Melissa Debling (5-2-0, 5 KO)
5'5, 35 years old, 32G
Celebrity Wrestling Federation

vs.

Danielle Sharp (5-2-0, 5 KO)
5'5, 31 years old, 30F
PageThrees

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

Intro:
"Welcome to this fabulous JMD contest… “

"AND NOW! Making her 8th appearance in the FCBA. Please welcome the Kent, England native, standing 5 foot 5, weighing in at 125 pounds, MELISSAAAAA DEBBBBBLING!!”

Melissa’s titanic G-cups struggled to stay fastened by the sweat-soaked, sheer bandeau top she was carefully tucked into; her teardropping chest swelling with anxious pants as she made her way down the ramp. Aging like a fine wine into her mid-30s, the curvy model was looking noticeably trim and tight since signing with her new Stable. Her plump backside jiggled as she rolled through the ropes, her pale white string thong lost between the folds of her cheeks. Her loose, golden locks draped gently over a shoulder; dark mascara coating her lashes as she listened to some last minute instruction from McElhone.

Danielle Sharp was also daringly-clad in just her third FCBA appearance; sporting a sheer, matte black lace bra and high-wasted thong. Her pale, milky-white skin and playful, shoulder-length locks perfectly contrasted with her bronzed, golden-maned opponent. The two Brits were a mirror image as they eagerly pressed chest-to-chest, both standing 5 foot 5, the curvy blonde’s G-cups just barely overwhelming Sharp’s natural F’s.

Round 1/2:
Despite both girls operating in the BBU for years, the two Brits had surprisingly never met. Thankfully, The Federation had worked to remedy that now that Debling had migrated to the FCBA. Sharp was a stern test for one of their newer additions, but Debling seemed up to the task in the opener. Both were comfortable at JMD, but Debling had been a revelation since coming overseas. The lankier Sharp simply couldn’t budge the curvy blonde; landing an early hook-jab to Debling’s rack before Melissa took over. Scoop-hook to the jaw, HEAVY overhand to the clavicles, gut-busting uppercut; Sharp heaved as she was immediately walked down and pounded into the corner. Debling just hit with a different weight behind her strikes; knocking the brunette off-axis on repeat until Sharp could find the break.

Sharp was far from out-classed, however; battling back in the second with a fitness level Melissa couldn’t quite reach. The buxom blonde paid a price for her raw power, and that price was movement. Sharp was almost balletic, scrunching out of the way of a particularly ambitious overhand from the blonde and burying her beneath an avalanche for the next two minutes. Off the initial parry, Sharp stopped the blonde’s heart with a WICKED pull-through right; sinking her fist beneath the curve of Debling’s ribs and freezing the blonde. A trailing left nearly had Melissa kissing the canvas, HAMMERING her jaw and barreling the off-balance Brit into the far corner.

Debling caught herself on the twine, her enormous rack spilling over the top rope and mushrooming out the top of her skin-tight bandeau. Sharp took her back in a blink, rolling out the red carpet for herself as she twisted Melissa around by the shoulder and SPIKED a straight left between her tits. Debling bowed against the ropes and tried to squeak away, but Sharp bludgeoned another handful of wild strikes against her abdomen. Debling’s belly crunched with rolls of flesh as Sharp found her navel with an uppercut, her ribs caving in as a hook tore through cartilage, her panting bust quaking as a pair of uppercuts chugged against her underboob. Finally Debling dove into Sharp’s arms and scooped her up by the armpits, breathing heavily as she stalled out the last thirty seconds of the second round. After Debling vaults out to a 10-9 lead, Sharp immediately surpasses her with a 10-8 rebuttal.

Round 3:
The mood was still somewhat light in the CWF corner; McElhone instructing as Melissa diligently took it all in. All they needed was one shot, and it came quickly. Sharp was a skilled mover, but the majority of the time she was just moving to move. Debling dropped anchor on command and kept a right coiled at her shoulder; waiting for Danielle to circle and spring her trap. The inexperienced brunette darted in and out, up and around; flicking tepid strikes in Melissa’s direction until she got close enough for Debling to come out of her shell and LASH a stunning overhand through Sharp’s jaw.

Danielle’s hips rocked as Debling bent low and SLICED a left through her love-handle; a straight right following almost in unison and PIERCING the brunette’s left breast. Danielle’s frame shook as though a pulse crippled her entire body, spitting up her mouthpiece and letting out a guttural whimper just before Debling cocked a callous left at her shoulder and SPIKED it through the brunette’s lips. Sharp crumpled, spilling to her ass and skidding to a lewd stop spread-eagle at Debling’s feet.

1… 2… 3… 4… Danielle floundered on her backside as her body rocked with convulsions; her chest shimmying with the ring’s vibrations until she poured partially out the top of her lace bra. The puddled brunette didn’t budge an inch as she continued to heave and sputter, her eyes drifting into the back of her skull as Debling vultured above just in case.

5… 6… SHE IS OUT! SHARP IS COMPLETELY OUT!!

"And your winner, by KO in Round 3, MELISSSSSAAAAA DEBBBBBLINGGG!!!!"