Post by caspian on Sept 9, 2017 7:50:35 GMT -6
5. Main Event: Hannah Ferguson vs Hailey Clauson (Welterweight)
Hannah:
(24, 5’9, 130, 13:3 FCBA, VIXENs)
Hailey:
(22, 5’11, 0:1 FCBA, SIRENs)
BEFORE:
Wow - a *big* scream of support for Hannah, the former Welterweight champion as she makes her first appearance after her previous rumble with fellow stablemate, Kelly Rohrbach. Looks like both girls have their eyes set on different ladies now, with Kelly looking primed to challenge Decker for the Lightweight title by the end of the year, whereas a much more subdued Hannah Ferguson outlines her grand plans for… world peace?
“Losing the title to Kate and subsequently losing to Tahnee have changed my perspective on things…” the blonde pauses, trying to explain herself clearly, but the perceptive fans can sense her trepidation at the mere mention of both her (former?) rivals’ names. “Beating Kelly was some validation, but I’m going back to the drawing board for now: training myself up, with my fellow girls. Let those girls fight it out amongst themselves for all I care. I’m DONE with the drama.” The audience is both startled and impressed at Hannah’s words, which once dripped with such venom and angst that you could poison a snake. A more relaxed and calm fighter has now taken her place, smiling and stretching in a leopard-print bikini and red gloves as she awaits her opponent for tonight.
We wonder though: does the SIRENs’ resident big girl blonde, Hailey Clauson feel the same way? Well, her first words out of her mouth give away the answer: “F*CK Hannah Ferguson. Once a b*tch, always a b*tch,” Hailey smiles, chuckles, as she shouts into the microphone. “Hannah had her chance and lost it. It’s my turn now to rise up to take her place, both here AND in the BBU, and what better way to prove myself than to beat down on this former champ?”
Hailey’s intentions made known quite clearly and confidently, but if it has any effect on Hannah, the Vixen is not dropping her smile. Big girls face off at the podium and immediately we see the danger that Hannah is in: Hailey towering above Hannah by a good two inches, and being more than a little overly-set might prove to be Ferguson’s undoing in accepting this fight. Hannah concealing her anxiety well, offering to touch gloves with her opponent but decidedly being ignored by Hailey with a short laugh. Referee powerless to force them anyways - he rings the bell quickly and here we go with ten rounds of the Main Event of the evening!
ROUND 1:
Both girls head straight for each other at the opening bell at a quick pace, but the audience is disappointed as it braces for an impact of epic proportions that never comes, as neither girl crash into each other but simply start trading heavy blows to each other’s faces, as though both wanting to settle immediately who’s the better woman. The crowd has to settle for consolation prize of either girl snapping their opponent’s face sideways or banging the chin backwards in throaty, painful action. What are these girls doing, not even bothering to block incoming shots as they step in to blast away at each other?? Hannah throwing more punches here, slamming away at Hailey’s body, but soon enough Hailey establishing her dominance with bigger, more stiff shots to the face, whacking away at Hannah’s cheeks and forcing her staggering sideways and back. Hannah learns the hard way about trying to compete with Hailey’s strength, and final minute is sent packing as she tries to get out of range from those damaging hooks. Hailey takes this round with her dominant performance, whilst Hannah is left reeling and discouraged at having been outworked and outclassed.
ROUND 2:
Hannah establishes distance early on in the second, whilst Hailey seems to be sticking to her guns as she charges right back at the blonde. But Hannah refusing to get caught with her pants down a second time, jumping back and weaving side to side at Hailey’s lumbering punches coming her way, instead shooting and sticking her glove into Hailey’s face and lighting her nose up so much so that it turns a bright shade of pink in the second minute. Clauson must be careful here but even though she can feel the tide turning on her in an instant... Hannah landing more and more punches on the face, towards the end of the third minute also driving her fists up into Hailey’s tender body, shocking the lumbering girl on the spot and leaving her face open to more pounding after her guard is paralysed.
ROUND 3:
Hailey’s body now littered with red patches as she huffs and puffs forward, already looking tired in the third. Hannah shuffling briskly forward by contrast, SHOCKING Hailey with a crisp right cross straight to the face. And just like that - Hailey flailing to stay afloat in a storm. Her neck cranes and twists backwards at an awkward angle as she’s spun back towards where she came from, stumbling into corner trying to stay upright. Here comes Hannah looking to finish her off - Hailey caught with another flurry of jabs to the face as she leans back on the ropes, trying to avoid them and stay alive, but leather continuing to graze her lips in never-ending torrent from Ferguson. But the one thing that saves her is Hannah’s hesitation of getting in closer - she’s still scared of Hailey’s power-hooks and that means Ferguson’s own punches are lacking any stopping power, allowing Clauson to scamper out of danger zone and catch her breath. Hannah lost her chance there, we think, and the rest of the round is spent with both girls trading jabs from afar again and Hannah trying to play catch-up but failing.
ROUND 4:
Hannah tries the same trick from previous round as she scoots forward in the hopes to stun Hailey with a right hand, but big blonde’s ready this time, catching the blow on her gloves and then BLAM - SWIVELS Hannah’s face to the side! UGGHH! Former champ has pained surprise on her face as another right hand grazes the chin before she finally puts up her guard, but Hailey instinctively lowers her elbows back down, and now Hannah’s getting her stomach pounded in by heavy hands left right left right. Hannah’s in a dangerous position, body being plundered, made worse when the former champ chooses to clinch up with the bigger girl instead of run away. Hailey dictating the movement here, inching Hannah backwards, but can’t quite use her bigger size to dominate as this pundit was anticipating. Instead, Hannah being creative with her footwork below, almost tripping Clauson up with her own feet, at the same time digging her gloves into the blonde’s side torso and chest. Frustrating for Hailey, of course, and right now she looks like she would rather just shove off of Hannah and spin her head around with another hook or two. But no dice - last minute spent pushing and pulling, tugging and shoving, but Hannah is the one who avoids a knockdown in this round and turns out to be the smarter one in this exchange.
ROUND 5:
Hannah gets surgical here to great effect early in the round - perhaps she was right to be still cautious about Hailey’s stopping power. Clauson resurgent all of a sudden early on, perhaps taste of victory on her tongue, but having trouble actually catching Ferguson with big punches to put her on her back. Hannah’s punches on the other hand landing frequently - may not be as shocking as her blonde counterpart, but trust me when I say they’re stinging her nonetheless. To add insult to injury, Hannah’s fists begin travelling downwards a little too far south, and Hailey’s chest now being lighted up with jug abuse, more to Hailey’s pride after the initial shock and pain wears off… Still, Clauson squealing as her jugs tortured with jabs left right center, starts covering up and backing away on instinct, but Hannah’s delight and relish cut shot when Hailey, possibly filled with rage at this point, suddenly springs forward again and JAMS both her fists into Hannah’s chest, drawing a UHGGGHH from her mouth as well. Referee has to hold them both back when the bell rings to end the round - both girls look equally eager to torture the rack some more… and this isn’t even a JMDD match, folks!
ROUND 6:
Good god - they’re doing away with the pleasantries completely this round and going straight for each other’s breasts! Someone needs to remind them both that this isn’t how you score points exclusively, ladies! Both blondes don't seem to care very much, simply getting in close and ramming their fists into each other’s orbs. Hannah is first to score of course with a one-two puh puh combo, but Hailey, outraged, jams her own fists down the middle again, shocking Ferguson with sheer power leaving her mouth open in shock. Ferguson may be regretting her offensive actions from the last round and this one, now the one finding her breasts catching fire from the torrent of blows, both literally and figuratively from the look of pain on her face. Her chest getting redder and redder as Hailey just swipes left and right and then PACKS another uppercut into her belly, the thin fabric of her bikini ensemble ALREADY showing moderate signs of wear and tear, showing the extent of Hailey’s resolve to humiliate her rival. Hannah getting tired as well, still firing punches as she retreats all the way to the bell, but is no match this round for an enraged Clauson, who seems to have made it her sole mission to pop her jugs out of their sockets! Referee has to save Hannah who’s sprawled along the ropes when the bell rings, protecting her by herding a protesting Hailey back to her corner.
ROUND 7:
“COME ON, HANNAH. YOU WANT THEM?? COME GET THEM!” Hailey gesturing with both hands, trying to goad Hannah into getting in close for jug attack yet again. But Hannah doesn’t take the bait, possibly due to the fact that she’s still recovering from the torment endured in the previous round. Instead, she hangs back, circling Hailey, who’s looking exhausted herself, if it’s indication of her false bravado. Measured punching from both ladies from afar, tagging the nose and cheek occasionally, but not doing much damage. Clear from their stance though that they’re covering up and hiding tender regions with their elbows - namely their chest and orbs, not giving the other lady any chance to hurt. Hannah seizes the advantage though, snapping Hailey’s head back multiple times with jab jab jab combos, finishing the exchange with a snap uppercut that leaves Hailey grunting, but even more angered from the pain. This is exactly what Hannah wants, it seems, as the third such flurry sends Hailey charging straight for her, swinging hooks on either side. Hannah comfortably takes the blows on her forearms, though visibly wincing as she’s buffeted from the sheer power, is ready when Hailey’s chin gets in range, and SNAPS her head backwards with another choice uppercut, before going down south with plunging right hands deep into the belly, bending Clauson forward over and over with even deeper grunts. Hailey tries to back away but Hannah’s other hand around her waist stopping that, instead makes her eat blow after blow after blow and is in serious danger here of going down. Hannah though doesn’t stop the abuse until it’s too late - referee rings the bell and only after does Hailey collapse down to her knees holding her belly with both hands, softly groaning as she collapses into Hannah’s panting arms, her lips grazing the former champ’s belly button. Hannah coos down at her foe through laboured breath: “I know I said I was a changed woman… but for you, Hailey, I’m gonna make an exception tonight.” after which she SLAPS the Siren’s head to side with an illegal backhand. Hailey completely stunned as her body goes sailing sideways, falling on her tummy whilst cradling her cheek.
Referee finally steps in and shoves Hannah back to her corner, and allows the medical team to check on Hailey, who’s still breathing with her cheek firmly glued to canvas. After a while, Clauson’s eyes finally flutter open - she’s slowly helped back to her feet but letting out retching sounds as she’s led back to corner. Hannah’s corner surely would have points deducted for that behavior, but Ferguson doesn’t seem to mind.
ROUND 8:
It’s round 8 and both girls seem shocked to see the ring-girls holding up the placard in between the rounds. No one really expected the one-and-only Hannah Ferguson to take so long to put Clauson away, and perhaps even fewer people expected Hailey to get her way with the former champ for so long. None of that up for debate however as the first minute sees Hailey completely routed by Hannah when the latter just gets in close and whacks away, resuming her abuse from previous round. Hailey throws the occasional big hook but it’s too slow, too little, too late, with Hannah blocking easily or ducking under and battering more fists on Clauson’s midriff. Hannah struggling not from Hailey’s attacks but more from the blonde’s weight as Hailey sort of collapses into her arms, and Hannah has to hold her up with one arm in order to continue the abuse, plugging her right hand up into the belly with dull, meaty smacks, with Clauson’s arms just scrapping harmlessly along Hannah’s back and then finally going limp by her side. Hannah taunting into the ear as she continues abuse to the body, knows all she has to do is let her foe sink to her knees but nope, vicious girl opts to keep on plunging her fist in and out of the tummy, relishing the deep, guttural grunts from Clauson’s lips, and at one point even biting down on the poor girl’s ear in wicked taunt. Hannah’s corner reminding her that she has to actually win this match, and the blonde finally steps backwards, raising both her hands in mock surrender. Hailey already dead-woman walking, crumples down to canvas almost immediately and curls into fetal position, holding her aching body. Referee of course doesn’t bother even counting - it’s over!!
Official Decision: Hannah Ferguson defeats Hailey Clauson via hard-fought KO8!
AFTER:
Hannah starting the match slow but surely exerting her dominance in the ring. Some critics of course calling this a fluke match-up, but any match that allows Hannah to showcase her dominance is a good enough one in her personal opinion. She gives a shout and raised fist to her fans in the crowd as her entrance music starts blasting through the speakers. Hannah seems poised to turn and exit the ring, but out of corner of her eye she’s reminded of Hailey still in her corner, recuperating on stool, her red tummy pulsing in and out. And just like that, the old Hannah seems to make a reappearance, turning round and striding straight for her, small smirk on her lips suggests she’s up to mischief.
Hailey too spent, barely registering the looming figure standing over her, hands on hips, before those hands transfer themselves into the depths of her blonde hair, tugging roughly forward. Hailey shrieking at first as the pain shoots through her scalp, but soon her protests are muffled when Hannah forces her lips into the depths of her tummy, only Hailey’s eyes fluttering open and close, tilted upward at her tormentress.
“You brought out the worst in me, Hailey, but I guess I should thank you for that. You made me *want* to whoop your ass,” Hannah hissing down with a smile. “I need that fire if i’m gonna reclaim that crown… But first…”
Hailey’s moans increase as Hannah shows off her strength reserves, pulling the big girl further up by her hair, then shoving her backwards into the corner turnbuckle and pinning her there, no doubt a few lingering fists to Hailey’s belly helping her along the way up. Hannah leans in, plants a kiss on Hailey’s pouting lips, before again pulling her shocked face into the depths of her cleavage. Hailey’s body shudders as air supply cut off, struggling against Hannah with hands slapping and scratching against her conqueror’s skin, but Ferguson unrelenting, using a snake-like arm around back of the blonde’s head to shove face deeper into her sweat-soaked jugs. Soon, the Siren falls limp in her arms yet again, pure exhaustion taking over made worse from the lack of oxygen. This time, Hannah allows the Siren to collapse to canvas, her return to form undisputed!
Well, that concludes our event tonight! We’ve certainly enjoyed our time in Philly! See you next time!
Hannah:
(24, 5’9, 130, 13:3 FCBA, VIXENs)
Hailey:
(22, 5’11, 0:1 FCBA, SIRENs)
BEFORE:
Wow - a *big* scream of support for Hannah, the former Welterweight champion as she makes her first appearance after her previous rumble with fellow stablemate, Kelly Rohrbach. Looks like both girls have their eyes set on different ladies now, with Kelly looking primed to challenge Decker for the Lightweight title by the end of the year, whereas a much more subdued Hannah Ferguson outlines her grand plans for… world peace?
“Losing the title to Kate and subsequently losing to Tahnee have changed my perspective on things…” the blonde pauses, trying to explain herself clearly, but the perceptive fans can sense her trepidation at the mere mention of both her (former?) rivals’ names. “Beating Kelly was some validation, but I’m going back to the drawing board for now: training myself up, with my fellow girls. Let those girls fight it out amongst themselves for all I care. I’m DONE with the drama.” The audience is both startled and impressed at Hannah’s words, which once dripped with such venom and angst that you could poison a snake. A more relaxed and calm fighter has now taken her place, smiling and stretching in a leopard-print bikini and red gloves as she awaits her opponent for tonight.
We wonder though: does the SIRENs’ resident big girl blonde, Hailey Clauson feel the same way? Well, her first words out of her mouth give away the answer: “F*CK Hannah Ferguson. Once a b*tch, always a b*tch,” Hailey smiles, chuckles, as she shouts into the microphone. “Hannah had her chance and lost it. It’s my turn now to rise up to take her place, both here AND in the BBU, and what better way to prove myself than to beat down on this former champ?”
Hailey’s intentions made known quite clearly and confidently, but if it has any effect on Hannah, the Vixen is not dropping her smile. Big girls face off at the podium and immediately we see the danger that Hannah is in: Hailey towering above Hannah by a good two inches, and being more than a little overly-set might prove to be Ferguson’s undoing in accepting this fight. Hannah concealing her anxiety well, offering to touch gloves with her opponent but decidedly being ignored by Hailey with a short laugh. Referee powerless to force them anyways - he rings the bell quickly and here we go with ten rounds of the Main Event of the evening!
ROUND 1:
Both girls head straight for each other at the opening bell at a quick pace, but the audience is disappointed as it braces for an impact of epic proportions that never comes, as neither girl crash into each other but simply start trading heavy blows to each other’s faces, as though both wanting to settle immediately who’s the better woman. The crowd has to settle for consolation prize of either girl snapping their opponent’s face sideways or banging the chin backwards in throaty, painful action. What are these girls doing, not even bothering to block incoming shots as they step in to blast away at each other?? Hannah throwing more punches here, slamming away at Hailey’s body, but soon enough Hailey establishing her dominance with bigger, more stiff shots to the face, whacking away at Hannah’s cheeks and forcing her staggering sideways and back. Hannah learns the hard way about trying to compete with Hailey’s strength, and final minute is sent packing as she tries to get out of range from those damaging hooks. Hailey takes this round with her dominant performance, whilst Hannah is left reeling and discouraged at having been outworked and outclassed.
ROUND 2:
Hannah establishes distance early on in the second, whilst Hailey seems to be sticking to her guns as she charges right back at the blonde. But Hannah refusing to get caught with her pants down a second time, jumping back and weaving side to side at Hailey’s lumbering punches coming her way, instead shooting and sticking her glove into Hailey’s face and lighting her nose up so much so that it turns a bright shade of pink in the second minute. Clauson must be careful here but even though she can feel the tide turning on her in an instant... Hannah landing more and more punches on the face, towards the end of the third minute also driving her fists up into Hailey’s tender body, shocking the lumbering girl on the spot and leaving her face open to more pounding after her guard is paralysed.
ROUND 3:
Hailey’s body now littered with red patches as she huffs and puffs forward, already looking tired in the third. Hannah shuffling briskly forward by contrast, SHOCKING Hailey with a crisp right cross straight to the face. And just like that - Hailey flailing to stay afloat in a storm. Her neck cranes and twists backwards at an awkward angle as she’s spun back towards where she came from, stumbling into corner trying to stay upright. Here comes Hannah looking to finish her off - Hailey caught with another flurry of jabs to the face as she leans back on the ropes, trying to avoid them and stay alive, but leather continuing to graze her lips in never-ending torrent from Ferguson. But the one thing that saves her is Hannah’s hesitation of getting in closer - she’s still scared of Hailey’s power-hooks and that means Ferguson’s own punches are lacking any stopping power, allowing Clauson to scamper out of danger zone and catch her breath. Hannah lost her chance there, we think, and the rest of the round is spent with both girls trading jabs from afar again and Hannah trying to play catch-up but failing.
ROUND 4:
Hannah tries the same trick from previous round as she scoots forward in the hopes to stun Hailey with a right hand, but big blonde’s ready this time, catching the blow on her gloves and then BLAM - SWIVELS Hannah’s face to the side! UGGHH! Former champ has pained surprise on her face as another right hand grazes the chin before she finally puts up her guard, but Hailey instinctively lowers her elbows back down, and now Hannah’s getting her stomach pounded in by heavy hands left right left right. Hannah’s in a dangerous position, body being plundered, made worse when the former champ chooses to clinch up with the bigger girl instead of run away. Hailey dictating the movement here, inching Hannah backwards, but can’t quite use her bigger size to dominate as this pundit was anticipating. Instead, Hannah being creative with her footwork below, almost tripping Clauson up with her own feet, at the same time digging her gloves into the blonde’s side torso and chest. Frustrating for Hailey, of course, and right now she looks like she would rather just shove off of Hannah and spin her head around with another hook or two. But no dice - last minute spent pushing and pulling, tugging and shoving, but Hannah is the one who avoids a knockdown in this round and turns out to be the smarter one in this exchange.
ROUND 5:
Hannah gets surgical here to great effect early in the round - perhaps she was right to be still cautious about Hailey’s stopping power. Clauson resurgent all of a sudden early on, perhaps taste of victory on her tongue, but having trouble actually catching Ferguson with big punches to put her on her back. Hannah’s punches on the other hand landing frequently - may not be as shocking as her blonde counterpart, but trust me when I say they’re stinging her nonetheless. To add insult to injury, Hannah’s fists begin travelling downwards a little too far south, and Hailey’s chest now being lighted up with jug abuse, more to Hailey’s pride after the initial shock and pain wears off… Still, Clauson squealing as her jugs tortured with jabs left right center, starts covering up and backing away on instinct, but Hannah’s delight and relish cut shot when Hailey, possibly filled with rage at this point, suddenly springs forward again and JAMS both her fists into Hannah’s chest, drawing a UHGGGHH from her mouth as well. Referee has to hold them both back when the bell rings to end the round - both girls look equally eager to torture the rack some more… and this isn’t even a JMDD match, folks!
ROUND 6:
Good god - they’re doing away with the pleasantries completely this round and going straight for each other’s breasts! Someone needs to remind them both that this isn’t how you score points exclusively, ladies! Both blondes don't seem to care very much, simply getting in close and ramming their fists into each other’s orbs. Hannah is first to score of course with a one-two puh puh combo, but Hailey, outraged, jams her own fists down the middle again, shocking Ferguson with sheer power leaving her mouth open in shock. Ferguson may be regretting her offensive actions from the last round and this one, now the one finding her breasts catching fire from the torrent of blows, both literally and figuratively from the look of pain on her face. Her chest getting redder and redder as Hailey just swipes left and right and then PACKS another uppercut into her belly, the thin fabric of her bikini ensemble ALREADY showing moderate signs of wear and tear, showing the extent of Hailey’s resolve to humiliate her rival. Hannah getting tired as well, still firing punches as she retreats all the way to the bell, but is no match this round for an enraged Clauson, who seems to have made it her sole mission to pop her jugs out of their sockets! Referee has to save Hannah who’s sprawled along the ropes when the bell rings, protecting her by herding a protesting Hailey back to her corner.
ROUND 7:
“COME ON, HANNAH. YOU WANT THEM?? COME GET THEM!” Hailey gesturing with both hands, trying to goad Hannah into getting in close for jug attack yet again. But Hannah doesn’t take the bait, possibly due to the fact that she’s still recovering from the torment endured in the previous round. Instead, she hangs back, circling Hailey, who’s looking exhausted herself, if it’s indication of her false bravado. Measured punching from both ladies from afar, tagging the nose and cheek occasionally, but not doing much damage. Clear from their stance though that they’re covering up and hiding tender regions with their elbows - namely their chest and orbs, not giving the other lady any chance to hurt. Hannah seizes the advantage though, snapping Hailey’s head back multiple times with jab jab jab combos, finishing the exchange with a snap uppercut that leaves Hailey grunting, but even more angered from the pain. This is exactly what Hannah wants, it seems, as the third such flurry sends Hailey charging straight for her, swinging hooks on either side. Hannah comfortably takes the blows on her forearms, though visibly wincing as she’s buffeted from the sheer power, is ready when Hailey’s chin gets in range, and SNAPS her head backwards with another choice uppercut, before going down south with plunging right hands deep into the belly, bending Clauson forward over and over with even deeper grunts. Hailey tries to back away but Hannah’s other hand around her waist stopping that, instead makes her eat blow after blow after blow and is in serious danger here of going down. Hannah though doesn’t stop the abuse until it’s too late - referee rings the bell and only after does Hailey collapse down to her knees holding her belly with both hands, softly groaning as she collapses into Hannah’s panting arms, her lips grazing the former champ’s belly button. Hannah coos down at her foe through laboured breath: “I know I said I was a changed woman… but for you, Hailey, I’m gonna make an exception tonight.” after which she SLAPS the Siren’s head to side with an illegal backhand. Hailey completely stunned as her body goes sailing sideways, falling on her tummy whilst cradling her cheek.
Referee finally steps in and shoves Hannah back to her corner, and allows the medical team to check on Hailey, who’s still breathing with her cheek firmly glued to canvas. After a while, Clauson’s eyes finally flutter open - she’s slowly helped back to her feet but letting out retching sounds as she’s led back to corner. Hannah’s corner surely would have points deducted for that behavior, but Ferguson doesn’t seem to mind.
ROUND 8:
It’s round 8 and both girls seem shocked to see the ring-girls holding up the placard in between the rounds. No one really expected the one-and-only Hannah Ferguson to take so long to put Clauson away, and perhaps even fewer people expected Hailey to get her way with the former champ for so long. None of that up for debate however as the first minute sees Hailey completely routed by Hannah when the latter just gets in close and whacks away, resuming her abuse from previous round. Hailey throws the occasional big hook but it’s too slow, too little, too late, with Hannah blocking easily or ducking under and battering more fists on Clauson’s midriff. Hannah struggling not from Hailey’s attacks but more from the blonde’s weight as Hailey sort of collapses into her arms, and Hannah has to hold her up with one arm in order to continue the abuse, plugging her right hand up into the belly with dull, meaty smacks, with Clauson’s arms just scrapping harmlessly along Hannah’s back and then finally going limp by her side. Hannah taunting into the ear as she continues abuse to the body, knows all she has to do is let her foe sink to her knees but nope, vicious girl opts to keep on plunging her fist in and out of the tummy, relishing the deep, guttural grunts from Clauson’s lips, and at one point even biting down on the poor girl’s ear in wicked taunt. Hannah’s corner reminding her that she has to actually win this match, and the blonde finally steps backwards, raising both her hands in mock surrender. Hailey already dead-woman walking, crumples down to canvas almost immediately and curls into fetal position, holding her aching body. Referee of course doesn’t bother even counting - it’s over!!
Official Decision: Hannah Ferguson defeats Hailey Clauson via hard-fought KO8!
AFTER:
Hannah starting the match slow but surely exerting her dominance in the ring. Some critics of course calling this a fluke match-up, but any match that allows Hannah to showcase her dominance is a good enough one in her personal opinion. She gives a shout and raised fist to her fans in the crowd as her entrance music starts blasting through the speakers. Hannah seems poised to turn and exit the ring, but out of corner of her eye she’s reminded of Hailey still in her corner, recuperating on stool, her red tummy pulsing in and out. And just like that, the old Hannah seems to make a reappearance, turning round and striding straight for her, small smirk on her lips suggests she’s up to mischief.
Hailey too spent, barely registering the looming figure standing over her, hands on hips, before those hands transfer themselves into the depths of her blonde hair, tugging roughly forward. Hailey shrieking at first as the pain shoots through her scalp, but soon her protests are muffled when Hannah forces her lips into the depths of her tummy, only Hailey’s eyes fluttering open and close, tilted upward at her tormentress.
“You brought out the worst in me, Hailey, but I guess I should thank you for that. You made me *want* to whoop your ass,” Hannah hissing down with a smile. “I need that fire if i’m gonna reclaim that crown… But first…”
Hailey’s moans increase as Hannah shows off her strength reserves, pulling the big girl further up by her hair, then shoving her backwards into the corner turnbuckle and pinning her there, no doubt a few lingering fists to Hailey’s belly helping her along the way up. Hannah leans in, plants a kiss on Hailey’s pouting lips, before again pulling her shocked face into the depths of her cleavage. Hailey’s body shudders as air supply cut off, struggling against Hannah with hands slapping and scratching against her conqueror’s skin, but Ferguson unrelenting, using a snake-like arm around back of the blonde’s head to shove face deeper into her sweat-soaked jugs. Soon, the Siren falls limp in her arms yet again, pure exhaustion taking over made worse from the lack of oxygen. This time, Hannah allows the Siren to collapse to canvas, her return to form undisputed!
Well, that concludes our event tonight! We’ve certainly enjoyed our time in Philly! See you next time!
