Post by caspian on Nov 10, 2017 7:48:23 GMT -6
5. Hannah Ferguson versus Tahnee Atkinson (Welterweight)
Hannah:
(24, 5’9, 130, 16:3 FCBA, VIXENs)
Tahnee:
(23, 5'8, 6:2 FCBA, Odds and Ends Fight Studio)
BEFORE:
We’re well into the early evening and the orange glow of the sunset is showing off its reputation for a spectacular view. The crowds are still jamming the beach in anticipation of the main event here tonight, rowdily chanting both girls’ names to make them appear faster, but being entertained meanwhile with the highlights of Hannah and Tahnee’s previous ‘encounters’ with one another, displayed clearly in a highlight reel on full HD glory on all four sides of the arena:
Footage of Hannah stuffing her fist into Tahnee’s midsection as they wrestle about the ring in their sexy nurse and firefighter outfits the first time they fought last year; Hannah coming from behind Tahnee after one of her big wins in the ring and giving her a German Suplex, her shocked expression as her neck driven into the ground saying it all.
Of course we promised to be fair to Ms Atkinson as well, and after Hannah’s highlight reel comes Tahnee’s own greatest moments: she’s standing over a fallen Hannah after their JMDD tournament finals, having smothered the blonde out in a clear win; Tahnee smashing a bare fist into Hannah’s exposed chest in their shower encounter (apparently the whole incident was videoed and uploaded by an overly-eager bystander); And of course finally both girls taking turns at smothering each other out with bare jugs to the face, a montage brought to you specially through the magic of editing.
The crowd cheers at these last few shots on screen, pleasant memories flooding back and hoping for the girls to repeat some of the moves on each other here tonight. Finally, the music blasts from the speakers and out comes Hannah Ferguson first, newly-crowned Welterweight champion for the second time brandishing her belt high in the air even though it’s not even in contention here tonight. If you’ve got it, flaunt it, is what they say, no? Hannah certainly taking that advice, body draped in baby blue bikini, hair tied back in a ponytail. She heads straight to the ring, not wasting any energy on brandishing words with her rival. Enough’s been said already over the past year, with the crowded Welterweight picture seeing only a handful of girls exchanging the belt almost every other month. Hannah learnt recently to just shut up and let her fists do the talking.
While the champ may be all focused and with better temperament, what she can't count on is her opponent’s good behaviour: large roar from the crowd as Hannah’s still in mid-stride down the walkway, as Tahnee comes charging at her from behind, before enveloping the shocked blonde with two arms snaked around her waist and then TUGGING upwards all of a sudden! German Suplex delivered to Hannah’s head with a loud BANG as her shoulders are spiked into the canvas from behind! What the hell??! Tahnee breaking all the rules here - she’s the only one smiling in the arena amidst the chorus of boos, as she trapezes around Hannah’s groaning and squirming form, the champ holding the back of her head in excruciating pain.
“What's that, Hannah, I can't hear you now?” Tahnee mocking her as she bends down to pick the wounded girl up by the hair. “You keep on picking fights you think you can win… Let me tell you though that—UHHGGGHH!!”
Hannah fighting back with a balled fist smacking into Tahnee’s midsection over and over, emptying the wind from her lungs with some repeated slugging. Tahnee bent over but still enraged, tugging roughly on blonde hair as she pulls Hannah back to her feet and delivers a knee right to her sternum! Hannah grunts, folded over, but then reciprocates, sending hard slap after hard slap into Tahnee’s face, and the wild melee is finally broken up when the two entangled girls are pulled apart by the intervening ring officials, who look slightly worried that they even allowed this to happen on their watch.
“LET ME AT THAT F*CKING B*TCH,” is all Hannah can repeat as she’s restrained by two men holding her back and trying to herd in the direction of the ring apron.
Tahnee laughing as she heads to her corner voluntarily- she’s done some serious damage here judging from the disapproving look on the doctor’s face, who’s checking on Hannah’s condition. There’s a worried look and breath held in that this match might be over before it begins.
No - hang on - Hannah shaking her head furiously in her corner, determined to press on with the fight. Not sure whether it’s her own rugged determination or just the fact that she’s raving for some payback on Tahnee. Regardless, the doctor finally relents with a shrug and a “It’s your funeral.” and just like that the match is back on! Crowd roars in approval at the news. Girls steady themselves in corners as they make their final preparations. Hannah still massaging the back of her head gingerly, struggling to put on black gloves as though it were the toughest thing in the world at this point. Tahnee with a hungry look on her face as she surveys the damage done from other end of the ring, busty body wrapped about in a white two-piece bikini, red gloves on both hands tying up her dark hair into a battle bun. Referee asks both girls customarily if they’re ready and Hannah’s no-reply gives further doubt to what’s gonna happen next. Regardless, there goes the bell and here we go!
ROUND 1:
First round in and Hannah’s clearly fighting like damaged goods: she hangs back defensively for the majority of the round and when she does attack, sharp observers note her shaky arms as they often miss the mark completely or lack power when they land. Tahnee on the hand taking full advantage of her ‘advantage’, decimates the blonde throughout and makes her look like a f*cking amateur when she imposes her will with a deluge of jabs and hooks to Hannah’s face and guard and body. But even with Hannah injured, she still can’t seem to corner the wounded gal and put her down completely. Certainly not a good round for the champ though as she struggles to recover from that sneak attack, allowing Tahnee to win a massive lead after the bell rings. Doctors repeatedly asking her whether she wishes to continue, to which she’s still nodding away vigorously. Die standing it is then.
ROUND 2:
Okay, there’s some improvement here as Ferguson begins to wake up and shake off the pain. Tahnee still rushing in headstrong, but Hannah ducking and weaving more, and the brunette’s heavy hands simply miss with each exertive gasp from her lips. Hannah picking at her body back, taking her time and landing jabs to the face and chest, working at breaking Atkinson down in the long run. Middle section see girls embrace in a clinch - not sure who initiated it and not sure who ultimately came out on top by the end of it - both girls packing punches into the body and chest in the middle and taking turns to hiss abuse in each other’s face. When the bell rings they still refuse to let go of each other, hands entangled in each other’s hair or wrapped around bikini waistlines as they continue to wrestle for dominance whilst slapping leather into each other’s abs.
“How’s your head, Hannah? Seeing stars yet?” Tahnee smirking as she shoves her forehead into Hannah’s after shoving a glove into her body.
“F*CK YOU, Tahnee. You couldn’t beat me the normal way so you had to resort to your cheap TRICKS.”*
Tahnee laughs before responding: “I’ll BEAT your ass either way. You can count on— ARRRGHH!!”
Hannah bending her head back sharply before DRIVING it straight into Tahnee’s in wicked payback right between the eyes, a classical headbutt that sees the brunette howling in pain and finally letting go as she stumbles back out of reach. Referee cries foul and tries to maintain order, but damage is done. Tahnee shakes her head, growls and tries to lunge back at Hannah, but the ref holds her back and herds her to corner. Looks like even our champ is capable of playing dirty when the need calls for it. And if there’s any time that calls for it, it might have been this moment, against someone as loathed as Atkinson.
ROUND 3:
Tahnee growling like a bulldog as she charges at Hannah at the bell, but that headbutt to her noggin’ having the same kind of effect on her in a dish best served cold. Now she’s the one throwing wild punches that Hannah easily bobs and weaves around, the blonde scoring easy shots to her chest and tummy instead, and even snapping punches up into her undefended chin when Tahnee swings and misses for the third time. Ferguson looking back on fire as she imposes her will on her rival, helps herself to some jug abuse with snap shots into both of Tahnee’s orbs in alternate fashion, drawing squeals of outrage from the big girl. Alas, Atkinson has the last laugh, pounding her own fists into Hannah’s orbs in final seconds when Hannah gets too close, knocking her knockers about in painful payback and turning this fight into a makeshift JMDD contest for some reason. Hannah backing away at the bell, face creased at the stinging pain. Blonde has every reason to celebrate this round however by delivering most of the damage and securing her comeback.
ROUND 4:
Tahnee back to her grinning, taunting self as she shakes the effects of the cheap shot off, confidently shaking her fists in Hannah’s face before plowing powerful crosses into her guard, throwing the Vixen off balance more than once. Hannah still late to the game, jabbing at her face thinking that will stop her. Nope. Not at all… Tahnee comes barreling in, plunging both fists into Hannah’s gut before spanking away at her waistline at breakneck speed, with both gloves travelling up the rest of Hannah’s body and chest. Hannah groaning, backing away but can't shake Atkinson off her… Girls exchanging short punches to the nose and up the chin in close quarters but Tahnee sensing opportunity and taking it: chesting into Hannah’s and shoving her back to the ropes with an OUFFF, then wailing away with left and right hooks into her sides. Hannah dwindling as she’s trapped on the ropes - all she can do is clinch one arm around Tahnee’s waist and wreck her body with her own punches best she can. Unfortunately when the bell rings she knows she hasn't done enough. Tahnee’s breathing heavily into her ear as she continues pinning her to the ropes. Hannah yelps as another dull blow CHOPS into her tummy in clearly illegal manner.
“Happy birthday, Hannah dear. Hope you like your birthday present?” Atkinson deviously sarcastic, cooing as she continues to mash leather in Hannah’s midsection, drawing guttural groans from her lips, until the referee forcibly separates them, leaving a gasping Hannah bitterly shoving her off.
ROUND 5:
More than personal now with Tahnee potentially taking a dump on VIX’s celebratory proceedings here, if she manages to have her way with their poster girl in this last fight. The sun already dipping on the distant horizon and Santa Monica being bathed in a romantic shade of orange, but nothing intimate about this embrace of two girls in the middle of the ring. Hannah and Tahnee wrapping arms and legs around each other’s bodies in a tight clinch, tugging and shoving at shoulders as they struggle to get their mitts planted on every available inch of skin. Girls exhaling hot air on cheeks as they plough arms into the body or chug a glove up into base of chin, drawing mutual dull groans. Hannah fighting like a madwoman, the stress of not just a victory over her rival today but also the weight of VIX pride resting on her shoulders. She lets out another stressful grunt as she digs an elbow into Tahnee’s chest, stacking the big girl up, before BURYING her right hand into her belly over and over, driving her backwards inch by inch. But just before Tahnee’s back hits the ropes, she squares her feet and also begins using her weight to shove back: sneakily snaking arms under Hannah’s armpits and around her back has her controlling the blonde with a firm grip on her bikini bottom snaking around her waistline. Hannah’s grip loosens as pain shoots up between her legs, her own arms being pushed up to around her opponent’s neck. Now her eyes go wide as she realises Tahnee has full access to her body below the neck. Devilish grin now as Atkinson packs in punch after punch into the full extent of her body and chest, helping herself to painful chug chug CHUP of leather meeting belly and breasts, and girls end up back struggling in the middle where they started, exhaling hot air into each other’s faces.
Bell rings and referee doesn’t how to break up the tight embrace, but the fans seem to be egging both girls on some more, and they go nuts now ESPECIALLY when Tahnee folds Hannah in half with an after-the-bell, illegal, right hand and Hannah’s body wilts into her waiting arms. Tahnee however gingerly propping her foe up with pump of her fists up into her breadbasket, holds Hannah upright with another hand giving her a solid wedgie with TUG on the back of her baby blue bikini briefs, the material stretching beyond repair. Hannah in pain all over, hands grasping at dark brunette hair behind, but Tahnee merely grins at her foe’s misfortune, before planting a kiss on her trembling lips!
“I’m starting to like this, Hannah. You… trembling in my arms, and me—HHAAGGHH!!”
Tahnee not able to finish her sentence, quite literally, when Hannah BITES down HARD on her lower lip and refuses to let go!! Oh man what are these girls going to do to each other to win this?? Tahnee immediately is the one who DOES let go, thrashing about and suddenly can’t wait to get out of the painful embrace. She desperately slaps her gloves into Hannah’s face to make her let go, and when Hannah eventually relents, Tahnee stumbles backwards into the ropes, both hands holding her bleeding lip and spitting out blood.
“YOU BUGGERY B*TCH!!? I’LL FARK YOUR ARSE!!” Tahnee shrieking as she charges right back at Hannah, who’s now grinning at the other end of the ring. *
Referee however intercepts the charging Aussie and has to physically restrain her. Tahnee’s corner doing their best to patch up the cut lip - thankfully it’s not that bad. Not that we’re complaining, anyways at the girls taking a bite out of each other. And we’re only halfway into the match!
ROUND 6:
Last round was ruled as a draw but my gosh the damage done could be more than some of the previous rounds put together. Girls now looking drained but determination on their faces to punish the other further. Hannah staying out of range this time, knows she can’t brawl as well as Tahnee in this instance. She’s tagging the damaged lip with cruel efficiency, each punch bringing a sting of pain to Tahnee’s face. Soon, the ‘cut’ opens all up again and a steady stream of red now flowing down the chin and she’s in danger of getting the wound swollen and sore. Tahnee however showing no signs of slowing down despite the pain. In fact, it seems to invigorate her further… with guttural roar she rushes forward, taking another blow to her face but to hell with that, slams a left hand straight into Hannah’s cheek, then a right hand snaps her head the other way with another painful hook. Hannah thrown off balance here and Tahnee smells blood (not her own) - she parries another jab thrown at her head and then CHUGS a right uppercut straight into the champion’s body. Hannah goes HNNGGH and gets herself shoved back to the ropes from the invasive punch. Tahnee keeps her pinned down with another right hand straight to the middle of her forearms, then the rest of the round with drumming and drilling of fists her gut and breasts. Hannah mewing as she takes it, unable to escape and unable to clinch forward. Referee conscious about the amount of punishment she’s taking, but the Vixen still holding her guard high, body hunched over and trying to remain small. Tahnee like a mad woman however, specks of red flying and spraying from her cut lip but also from spewing of insults down at her foe. “YOU’RE DONE, HANNAH. GIVE IT THE F*CK UP” and “WHERE’S YOUR FACE, HANNAH, I WANNA CUT YOU UP BAD!”*
Bell rings and frustrated Tahnee lets out a scream of rage at not being able to put the blonde down, begins arguing with the referee that he should have declared a TKO victory for her right there and then. Hannah still catching her breath, chest heaving and hunched over the ropes struggling to remain upright, her body patched red and pink from the sustained abuse. Tahnee not done, however, after mouthing off to the ref returns to her wounded prey intending to repay blood for blood. She comes in close in front of Hannah, intending to body her up with a trembling knee to her inner thigh and a tug of her blonde hair upwards, but instead EATS an deft uppercut to the chin when a recovered Hannah simply catches her by surprise on her way up! Tahnee’s head snaps backwards and she falls backwards, her butt hitting the canvas. Crowd roaring but it’s still an illegal knockdown after the bell. Tell that to a grinning Hannah though, who gingerly but deliberately walks over a dazed Tahnee as she makes her way back to corner, making sure to plant a foot into the middle of her chest on the way over.
ROUND 7:
It seems like every time one girl scores an advantage, the other snatches it from under her nose, sometimes quite literally with a snap of a punch that crashes up into the chin out of nowhere and spoils the party. It’s more back-and-forth action in the seventh as girls try to tilt the balance in their favour. Hannah fighting smartly here, using defensive skills to evade many of Tahnee’s punches in the opening minute, then jab after jab peppering the Australian’s body over and over. It’s like wailing away at a thick punching bag, however, and not in a good way - Hannah needs more power than that in order to put this girl down for good. Atkinson on the other hand just waiting for that one killer blow that would be more than enough to floor the champ, but so far she has trouble landing her shots. Hannah gleefully popping punches into Tahnee’s orbs in the final minute, relishing the sight of her fists jockeying her breasts about in unsightly directions and even more when Tahnee’s squeal out in pain and shock. But Ferguson gets cocky again and doesn’t see the brunette’s right hook coming till it’s too late - Atkinson’s glove SMACKS into the side of her face and almost bowls her over from the sheer power alone. Hannah retains her balance but not before eating another one-two hup hup HUP to the belly, and another right plunged straight into and flattening her left breast. Hannah gurgles but then her brow creases and she returns fire on reflex, swiping at Tahnee’s jugs left to right and making her squeal and cover them up with an arm. Last few seconds see both girls snarling and just taking turns torturing the chest and sending more damaging hooks crashing into the body. When the bell rings we’re not sure who came out on top here, but money’s on Hannah for her early offence. Girls are hunched over, panting, barely any energy left to lunge at each other any more, but that doesn’t stop them from trying, by golly. They ignore the referee’s waving and warnings, stumbling into each other and just snarling and even biting! Hannah succeeding in chugging a shot into Tahnee’s midsection, bending her over with a moan, before planting a kiss on her shocked cheek and letting her face slide down her body. Referee threatens to disqualify both women and suspend the match right there and then if they don’t listen to him though, and Hannah relents and allows Tahnee to struggle back up and back to corner.
ROUND 8:
“I’M NOT GOING DOWN TO YOU, HANNAH!!” Tahnee screams as she charges out at the bell. Hannah surprised by this sudden offensive, barely has her guard up before she’s decked by a powerful hook that rings into her ears. UGH. Tahnee unrelenting, keeps on swinging, trying to lay siege to Hannah’s forearms, plugging a fist or two into her underbelly when that fails. But Hannah fighting back, snaps shot after hard shot into her lips and nose, and now the flow of blood is becoming worse with a second stream now merging into the first, flowing down one of Tahnee’s nostrils. “TAKE IT, TAHNEE!” Hannah bellows at her in the middle, suddenly turning the tide with her own one-two hup HUP punches into the Aussie’s stomach, then steps in and puts her back into a POWER shot straight in, disappearing into her body with an URRRK. Tahnee now desperately pawing at Hannah’s back and shoulders, trying to clinch, but Hannah not having it, walking her back to the ropes where she continues to batter the body and then slowly but surely stun her with uppercuts up to the chin. Tahnee fading, combination of blood loss and damage too much for her as she wavers on her feet, arms now hanging onto the ropes for support and pushing on Hannah’s shoulder in vain attempt to get her off. Final BLAM to the side of her face finally fells the big girl - Tahnee’s face contorts left and the rest of her body follows, CRASHING down to her side in bloody knockdown!! IS THIS FINALLY IT??
Atkinson not out cold though, blood and sweat and saliva mixing on the canvas as she tries to find her bearings - even her mouthguard is half-in, half-out in between her teeth as she mews and moans, crawling on her tummy towards the ropes. However, the referee hits 9 and she’s still barely on her knees. There’s the 10-count …and IT’S OVER!!
Official Decision: Hannah Ferguson defeats Tahnee Atkinson via KO8!
AFTER:
Ferguson lets out a shriek of victory laughter as she finally gains her revenge over her hated enemy, even though technically both girls are tied in the number of matches won between them. Who cares though? Not Ferguson, who’s quick to run to her corner and hug Boyd, before quickly ordering him to get her gloves off without delay. “I’m gonna need my hands for this…”
Tahnee still punch-drunk, upper body hung over the middle rope and butt sticking out for everyone to admire. Hannah approaching from behind, taking two handfuls of dark hair and PULLING back, turning Tahnee about and smiling wickedly into her stunned face.
“Aww Tahnee, you shouldn’t have. This is the *perfect* birthday present… me standing over you, and you kneeling down before me. LOVE IT!!” Hannah coos with mock innocence, before sending a hard slap into her face, trying to show her gratitude.
What she doesn’t expect though is a hard SHOT up into her tummy from Atkinson below, who must have mustered enough strength to try and get out of this newfound predicament. Hannah shocked but she sends a backhand into Tahnee’s face, which seems to subdue her when the impact SMACKS her off her knees and collapsing down onto her back, where she lies prone with her chest rising and falling steadily.
The crowds already chanting ‘JMDD! JMDD!!’ and Hannah grins at the rising chorus of demanding fans. “Here’s a little goodbye gift, Tahnee,” she purrs, stepping in and over her body. “For when you face Kate in December…”
Hannah straddles the hapless girl, Tahnee barely moaning as the weight of her tormentress bears down on her bruised body. She’s barely conscious enough to know what’s happening next, but suddenly there’s a loud ROAR from the crowd and Tahnee blinks upwards, only to see the very blurry sight of Hannah removing pulling her sweat-stained bikini top off of her chest, her gleaming breasts bouncing free for all to admire, but really intended for one audience and one audience alone…
Tahnee only has time to let out a “F*CKDONTYA—MMMMPHHGGG!!!” as her face is fully engulfed in Hannah’s glistening orbs, the blonde reserving this move only for her most hated of rivals. She feels the weight of her victim struggling below her but uses her knees to straddle the body whilst both arms snake around the back of the neck, clamping down hard and pulling Tahnee’s face deeper into the depths of hell. An anaconda would be proud as Hannah constricts every part of her body until there’s no more strength left to resist.
After a good minute or two Hannah’s satisfied when she feels Tahnee’s body slump back down to the canvas in defeat. She relinquishes the smother and sits back up, but not before gripping the snoozing girl by the throat and planting a smooch of her own on her unconcious lips. “Happy birthday to me, b*tch.”*
The Vixens had one hell of an afternoon on Santa Monica beach, even if they were busy fighting each other more than half of the time. The fans seem to think so, applauding the performance of every girl in the ring today - yes, even for Tahnee Atkinson, who’s now being attended to by medical staff and members of her own stable as she’s slowly being brought around.
Hannah of course celebrating in her own corner with Steve Boyd and Luisana, who still looks beaten up but recovered enough to give her stablemate a congratulatory hug.
And that concludes our event for this evening, folks. We hope that the free booze was at least worth the time you’ve taken spent with us. Here’s to another year of VIX success!
Hannah:
(24, 5’9, 130, 16:3 FCBA, VIXENs)
Tahnee:
(23, 5'8, 6:2 FCBA, Odds and Ends Fight Studio)
BEFORE:
We’re well into the early evening and the orange glow of the sunset is showing off its reputation for a spectacular view. The crowds are still jamming the beach in anticipation of the main event here tonight, rowdily chanting both girls’ names to make them appear faster, but being entertained meanwhile with the highlights of Hannah and Tahnee’s previous ‘encounters’ with one another, displayed clearly in a highlight reel on full HD glory on all four sides of the arena:
Footage of Hannah stuffing her fist into Tahnee’s midsection as they wrestle about the ring in their sexy nurse and firefighter outfits the first time they fought last year; Hannah coming from behind Tahnee after one of her big wins in the ring and giving her a German Suplex, her shocked expression as her neck driven into the ground saying it all.
Of course we promised to be fair to Ms Atkinson as well, and after Hannah’s highlight reel comes Tahnee’s own greatest moments: she’s standing over a fallen Hannah after their JMDD tournament finals, having smothered the blonde out in a clear win; Tahnee smashing a bare fist into Hannah’s exposed chest in their shower encounter (apparently the whole incident was videoed and uploaded by an overly-eager bystander); And of course finally both girls taking turns at smothering each other out with bare jugs to the face, a montage brought to you specially through the magic of editing.
The crowd cheers at these last few shots on screen, pleasant memories flooding back and hoping for the girls to repeat some of the moves on each other here tonight. Finally, the music blasts from the speakers and out comes Hannah Ferguson first, newly-crowned Welterweight champion for the second time brandishing her belt high in the air even though it’s not even in contention here tonight. If you’ve got it, flaunt it, is what they say, no? Hannah certainly taking that advice, body draped in baby blue bikini, hair tied back in a ponytail. She heads straight to the ring, not wasting any energy on brandishing words with her rival. Enough’s been said already over the past year, with the crowded Welterweight picture seeing only a handful of girls exchanging the belt almost every other month. Hannah learnt recently to just shut up and let her fists do the talking.
While the champ may be all focused and with better temperament, what she can't count on is her opponent’s good behaviour: large roar from the crowd as Hannah’s still in mid-stride down the walkway, as Tahnee comes charging at her from behind, before enveloping the shocked blonde with two arms snaked around her waist and then TUGGING upwards all of a sudden! German Suplex delivered to Hannah’s head with a loud BANG as her shoulders are spiked into the canvas from behind! What the hell??! Tahnee breaking all the rules here - she’s the only one smiling in the arena amidst the chorus of boos, as she trapezes around Hannah’s groaning and squirming form, the champ holding the back of her head in excruciating pain.
“What's that, Hannah, I can't hear you now?” Tahnee mocking her as she bends down to pick the wounded girl up by the hair. “You keep on picking fights you think you can win… Let me tell you though that—UHHGGGHH!!”
Hannah fighting back with a balled fist smacking into Tahnee’s midsection over and over, emptying the wind from her lungs with some repeated slugging. Tahnee bent over but still enraged, tugging roughly on blonde hair as she pulls Hannah back to her feet and delivers a knee right to her sternum! Hannah grunts, folded over, but then reciprocates, sending hard slap after hard slap into Tahnee’s face, and the wild melee is finally broken up when the two entangled girls are pulled apart by the intervening ring officials, who look slightly worried that they even allowed this to happen on their watch.
“LET ME AT THAT F*CKING B*TCH,” is all Hannah can repeat as she’s restrained by two men holding her back and trying to herd in the direction of the ring apron.
Tahnee laughing as she heads to her corner voluntarily- she’s done some serious damage here judging from the disapproving look on the doctor’s face, who’s checking on Hannah’s condition. There’s a worried look and breath held in that this match might be over before it begins.
No - hang on - Hannah shaking her head furiously in her corner, determined to press on with the fight. Not sure whether it’s her own rugged determination or just the fact that she’s raving for some payback on Tahnee. Regardless, the doctor finally relents with a shrug and a “It’s your funeral.” and just like that the match is back on! Crowd roars in approval at the news. Girls steady themselves in corners as they make their final preparations. Hannah still massaging the back of her head gingerly, struggling to put on black gloves as though it were the toughest thing in the world at this point. Tahnee with a hungry look on her face as she surveys the damage done from other end of the ring, busty body wrapped about in a white two-piece bikini, red gloves on both hands tying up her dark hair into a battle bun. Referee asks both girls customarily if they’re ready and Hannah’s no-reply gives further doubt to what’s gonna happen next. Regardless, there goes the bell and here we go!
ROUND 1:
First round in and Hannah’s clearly fighting like damaged goods: she hangs back defensively for the majority of the round and when she does attack, sharp observers note her shaky arms as they often miss the mark completely or lack power when they land. Tahnee on the hand taking full advantage of her ‘advantage’, decimates the blonde throughout and makes her look like a f*cking amateur when she imposes her will with a deluge of jabs and hooks to Hannah’s face and guard and body. But even with Hannah injured, she still can’t seem to corner the wounded gal and put her down completely. Certainly not a good round for the champ though as she struggles to recover from that sneak attack, allowing Tahnee to win a massive lead after the bell rings. Doctors repeatedly asking her whether she wishes to continue, to which she’s still nodding away vigorously. Die standing it is then.
ROUND 2:
Okay, there’s some improvement here as Ferguson begins to wake up and shake off the pain. Tahnee still rushing in headstrong, but Hannah ducking and weaving more, and the brunette’s heavy hands simply miss with each exertive gasp from her lips. Hannah picking at her body back, taking her time and landing jabs to the face and chest, working at breaking Atkinson down in the long run. Middle section see girls embrace in a clinch - not sure who initiated it and not sure who ultimately came out on top by the end of it - both girls packing punches into the body and chest in the middle and taking turns to hiss abuse in each other’s face. When the bell rings they still refuse to let go of each other, hands entangled in each other’s hair or wrapped around bikini waistlines as they continue to wrestle for dominance whilst slapping leather into each other’s abs.
“How’s your head, Hannah? Seeing stars yet?” Tahnee smirking as she shoves her forehead into Hannah’s after shoving a glove into her body.
“F*CK YOU, Tahnee. You couldn’t beat me the normal way so you had to resort to your cheap TRICKS.”*
Tahnee laughs before responding: “I’ll BEAT your ass either way. You can count on— ARRRGHH!!”
Hannah bending her head back sharply before DRIVING it straight into Tahnee’s in wicked payback right between the eyes, a classical headbutt that sees the brunette howling in pain and finally letting go as she stumbles back out of reach. Referee cries foul and tries to maintain order, but damage is done. Tahnee shakes her head, growls and tries to lunge back at Hannah, but the ref holds her back and herds her to corner. Looks like even our champ is capable of playing dirty when the need calls for it. And if there’s any time that calls for it, it might have been this moment, against someone as loathed as Atkinson.
ROUND 3:
Tahnee growling like a bulldog as she charges at Hannah at the bell, but that headbutt to her noggin’ having the same kind of effect on her in a dish best served cold. Now she’s the one throwing wild punches that Hannah easily bobs and weaves around, the blonde scoring easy shots to her chest and tummy instead, and even snapping punches up into her undefended chin when Tahnee swings and misses for the third time. Ferguson looking back on fire as she imposes her will on her rival, helps herself to some jug abuse with snap shots into both of Tahnee’s orbs in alternate fashion, drawing squeals of outrage from the big girl. Alas, Atkinson has the last laugh, pounding her own fists into Hannah’s orbs in final seconds when Hannah gets too close, knocking her knockers about in painful payback and turning this fight into a makeshift JMDD contest for some reason. Hannah backing away at the bell, face creased at the stinging pain. Blonde has every reason to celebrate this round however by delivering most of the damage and securing her comeback.
ROUND 4:
Tahnee back to her grinning, taunting self as she shakes the effects of the cheap shot off, confidently shaking her fists in Hannah’s face before plowing powerful crosses into her guard, throwing the Vixen off balance more than once. Hannah still late to the game, jabbing at her face thinking that will stop her. Nope. Not at all… Tahnee comes barreling in, plunging both fists into Hannah’s gut before spanking away at her waistline at breakneck speed, with both gloves travelling up the rest of Hannah’s body and chest. Hannah groaning, backing away but can't shake Atkinson off her… Girls exchanging short punches to the nose and up the chin in close quarters but Tahnee sensing opportunity and taking it: chesting into Hannah’s and shoving her back to the ropes with an OUFFF, then wailing away with left and right hooks into her sides. Hannah dwindling as she’s trapped on the ropes - all she can do is clinch one arm around Tahnee’s waist and wreck her body with her own punches best she can. Unfortunately when the bell rings she knows she hasn't done enough. Tahnee’s breathing heavily into her ear as she continues pinning her to the ropes. Hannah yelps as another dull blow CHOPS into her tummy in clearly illegal manner.
“Happy birthday, Hannah dear. Hope you like your birthday present?” Atkinson deviously sarcastic, cooing as she continues to mash leather in Hannah’s midsection, drawing guttural groans from her lips, until the referee forcibly separates them, leaving a gasping Hannah bitterly shoving her off.
ROUND 5:
More than personal now with Tahnee potentially taking a dump on VIX’s celebratory proceedings here, if she manages to have her way with their poster girl in this last fight. The sun already dipping on the distant horizon and Santa Monica being bathed in a romantic shade of orange, but nothing intimate about this embrace of two girls in the middle of the ring. Hannah and Tahnee wrapping arms and legs around each other’s bodies in a tight clinch, tugging and shoving at shoulders as they struggle to get their mitts planted on every available inch of skin. Girls exhaling hot air on cheeks as they plough arms into the body or chug a glove up into base of chin, drawing mutual dull groans. Hannah fighting like a madwoman, the stress of not just a victory over her rival today but also the weight of VIX pride resting on her shoulders. She lets out another stressful grunt as she digs an elbow into Tahnee’s chest, stacking the big girl up, before BURYING her right hand into her belly over and over, driving her backwards inch by inch. But just before Tahnee’s back hits the ropes, she squares her feet and also begins using her weight to shove back: sneakily snaking arms under Hannah’s armpits and around her back has her controlling the blonde with a firm grip on her bikini bottom snaking around her waistline. Hannah’s grip loosens as pain shoots up between her legs, her own arms being pushed up to around her opponent’s neck. Now her eyes go wide as she realises Tahnee has full access to her body below the neck. Devilish grin now as Atkinson packs in punch after punch into the full extent of her body and chest, helping herself to painful chug chug CHUP of leather meeting belly and breasts, and girls end up back struggling in the middle where they started, exhaling hot air into each other’s faces.
Bell rings and referee doesn’t how to break up the tight embrace, but the fans seem to be egging both girls on some more, and they go nuts now ESPECIALLY when Tahnee folds Hannah in half with an after-the-bell, illegal, right hand and Hannah’s body wilts into her waiting arms. Tahnee however gingerly propping her foe up with pump of her fists up into her breadbasket, holds Hannah upright with another hand giving her a solid wedgie with TUG on the back of her baby blue bikini briefs, the material stretching beyond repair. Hannah in pain all over, hands grasping at dark brunette hair behind, but Tahnee merely grins at her foe’s misfortune, before planting a kiss on her trembling lips!
“I’m starting to like this, Hannah. You… trembling in my arms, and me—HHAAGGHH!!”
Tahnee not able to finish her sentence, quite literally, when Hannah BITES down HARD on her lower lip and refuses to let go!! Oh man what are these girls going to do to each other to win this?? Tahnee immediately is the one who DOES let go, thrashing about and suddenly can’t wait to get out of the painful embrace. She desperately slaps her gloves into Hannah’s face to make her let go, and when Hannah eventually relents, Tahnee stumbles backwards into the ropes, both hands holding her bleeding lip and spitting out blood.
“YOU BUGGERY B*TCH!!? I’LL FARK YOUR ARSE!!” Tahnee shrieking as she charges right back at Hannah, who’s now grinning at the other end of the ring. *
Referee however intercepts the charging Aussie and has to physically restrain her. Tahnee’s corner doing their best to patch up the cut lip - thankfully it’s not that bad. Not that we’re complaining, anyways at the girls taking a bite out of each other. And we’re only halfway into the match!
ROUND 6:
Last round was ruled as a draw but my gosh the damage done could be more than some of the previous rounds put together. Girls now looking drained but determination on their faces to punish the other further. Hannah staying out of range this time, knows she can’t brawl as well as Tahnee in this instance. She’s tagging the damaged lip with cruel efficiency, each punch bringing a sting of pain to Tahnee’s face. Soon, the ‘cut’ opens all up again and a steady stream of red now flowing down the chin and she’s in danger of getting the wound swollen and sore. Tahnee however showing no signs of slowing down despite the pain. In fact, it seems to invigorate her further… with guttural roar she rushes forward, taking another blow to her face but to hell with that, slams a left hand straight into Hannah’s cheek, then a right hand snaps her head the other way with another painful hook. Hannah thrown off balance here and Tahnee smells blood (not her own) - she parries another jab thrown at her head and then CHUGS a right uppercut straight into the champion’s body. Hannah goes HNNGGH and gets herself shoved back to the ropes from the invasive punch. Tahnee keeps her pinned down with another right hand straight to the middle of her forearms, then the rest of the round with drumming and drilling of fists her gut and breasts. Hannah mewing as she takes it, unable to escape and unable to clinch forward. Referee conscious about the amount of punishment she’s taking, but the Vixen still holding her guard high, body hunched over and trying to remain small. Tahnee like a mad woman however, specks of red flying and spraying from her cut lip but also from spewing of insults down at her foe. “YOU’RE DONE, HANNAH. GIVE IT THE F*CK UP” and “WHERE’S YOUR FACE, HANNAH, I WANNA CUT YOU UP BAD!”*
Bell rings and frustrated Tahnee lets out a scream of rage at not being able to put the blonde down, begins arguing with the referee that he should have declared a TKO victory for her right there and then. Hannah still catching her breath, chest heaving and hunched over the ropes struggling to remain upright, her body patched red and pink from the sustained abuse. Tahnee not done, however, after mouthing off to the ref returns to her wounded prey intending to repay blood for blood. She comes in close in front of Hannah, intending to body her up with a trembling knee to her inner thigh and a tug of her blonde hair upwards, but instead EATS an deft uppercut to the chin when a recovered Hannah simply catches her by surprise on her way up! Tahnee’s head snaps backwards and she falls backwards, her butt hitting the canvas. Crowd roaring but it’s still an illegal knockdown after the bell. Tell that to a grinning Hannah though, who gingerly but deliberately walks over a dazed Tahnee as she makes her way back to corner, making sure to plant a foot into the middle of her chest on the way over.
ROUND 7:
It seems like every time one girl scores an advantage, the other snatches it from under her nose, sometimes quite literally with a snap of a punch that crashes up into the chin out of nowhere and spoils the party. It’s more back-and-forth action in the seventh as girls try to tilt the balance in their favour. Hannah fighting smartly here, using defensive skills to evade many of Tahnee’s punches in the opening minute, then jab after jab peppering the Australian’s body over and over. It’s like wailing away at a thick punching bag, however, and not in a good way - Hannah needs more power than that in order to put this girl down for good. Atkinson on the other hand just waiting for that one killer blow that would be more than enough to floor the champ, but so far she has trouble landing her shots. Hannah gleefully popping punches into Tahnee’s orbs in the final minute, relishing the sight of her fists jockeying her breasts about in unsightly directions and even more when Tahnee’s squeal out in pain and shock. But Ferguson gets cocky again and doesn’t see the brunette’s right hook coming till it’s too late - Atkinson’s glove SMACKS into the side of her face and almost bowls her over from the sheer power alone. Hannah retains her balance but not before eating another one-two hup hup HUP to the belly, and another right plunged straight into and flattening her left breast. Hannah gurgles but then her brow creases and she returns fire on reflex, swiping at Tahnee’s jugs left to right and making her squeal and cover them up with an arm. Last few seconds see both girls snarling and just taking turns torturing the chest and sending more damaging hooks crashing into the body. When the bell rings we’re not sure who came out on top here, but money’s on Hannah for her early offence. Girls are hunched over, panting, barely any energy left to lunge at each other any more, but that doesn’t stop them from trying, by golly. They ignore the referee’s waving and warnings, stumbling into each other and just snarling and even biting! Hannah succeeding in chugging a shot into Tahnee’s midsection, bending her over with a moan, before planting a kiss on her shocked cheek and letting her face slide down her body. Referee threatens to disqualify both women and suspend the match right there and then if they don’t listen to him though, and Hannah relents and allows Tahnee to struggle back up and back to corner.
ROUND 8:
“I’M NOT GOING DOWN TO YOU, HANNAH!!” Tahnee screams as she charges out at the bell. Hannah surprised by this sudden offensive, barely has her guard up before she’s decked by a powerful hook that rings into her ears. UGH. Tahnee unrelenting, keeps on swinging, trying to lay siege to Hannah’s forearms, plugging a fist or two into her underbelly when that fails. But Hannah fighting back, snaps shot after hard shot into her lips and nose, and now the flow of blood is becoming worse with a second stream now merging into the first, flowing down one of Tahnee’s nostrils. “TAKE IT, TAHNEE!” Hannah bellows at her in the middle, suddenly turning the tide with her own one-two hup HUP punches into the Aussie’s stomach, then steps in and puts her back into a POWER shot straight in, disappearing into her body with an URRRK. Tahnee now desperately pawing at Hannah’s back and shoulders, trying to clinch, but Hannah not having it, walking her back to the ropes where she continues to batter the body and then slowly but surely stun her with uppercuts up to the chin. Tahnee fading, combination of blood loss and damage too much for her as she wavers on her feet, arms now hanging onto the ropes for support and pushing on Hannah’s shoulder in vain attempt to get her off. Final BLAM to the side of her face finally fells the big girl - Tahnee’s face contorts left and the rest of her body follows, CRASHING down to her side in bloody knockdown!! IS THIS FINALLY IT??
Atkinson not out cold though, blood and sweat and saliva mixing on the canvas as she tries to find her bearings - even her mouthguard is half-in, half-out in between her teeth as she mews and moans, crawling on her tummy towards the ropes. However, the referee hits 9 and she’s still barely on her knees. There’s the 10-count …and IT’S OVER!!
Official Decision: Hannah Ferguson defeats Tahnee Atkinson via KO8!
AFTER:
Ferguson lets out a shriek of victory laughter as she finally gains her revenge over her hated enemy, even though technically both girls are tied in the number of matches won between them. Who cares though? Not Ferguson, who’s quick to run to her corner and hug Boyd, before quickly ordering him to get her gloves off without delay. “I’m gonna need my hands for this…”
Tahnee still punch-drunk, upper body hung over the middle rope and butt sticking out for everyone to admire. Hannah approaching from behind, taking two handfuls of dark hair and PULLING back, turning Tahnee about and smiling wickedly into her stunned face.
“Aww Tahnee, you shouldn’t have. This is the *perfect* birthday present… me standing over you, and you kneeling down before me. LOVE IT!!” Hannah coos with mock innocence, before sending a hard slap into her face, trying to show her gratitude.
What she doesn’t expect though is a hard SHOT up into her tummy from Atkinson below, who must have mustered enough strength to try and get out of this newfound predicament. Hannah shocked but she sends a backhand into Tahnee’s face, which seems to subdue her when the impact SMACKS her off her knees and collapsing down onto her back, where she lies prone with her chest rising and falling steadily.
The crowds already chanting ‘JMDD! JMDD!!’ and Hannah grins at the rising chorus of demanding fans. “Here’s a little goodbye gift, Tahnee,” she purrs, stepping in and over her body. “For when you face Kate in December…”
Hannah straddles the hapless girl, Tahnee barely moaning as the weight of her tormentress bears down on her bruised body. She’s barely conscious enough to know what’s happening next, but suddenly there’s a loud ROAR from the crowd and Tahnee blinks upwards, only to see the very blurry sight of Hannah removing pulling her sweat-stained bikini top off of her chest, her gleaming breasts bouncing free for all to admire, but really intended for one audience and one audience alone…
Tahnee only has time to let out a “F*CKDONTYA—MMMMPHHGGG!!!” as her face is fully engulfed in Hannah’s glistening orbs, the blonde reserving this move only for her most hated of rivals. She feels the weight of her victim struggling below her but uses her knees to straddle the body whilst both arms snake around the back of the neck, clamping down hard and pulling Tahnee’s face deeper into the depths of hell. An anaconda would be proud as Hannah constricts every part of her body until there’s no more strength left to resist.
After a good minute or two Hannah’s satisfied when she feels Tahnee’s body slump back down to the canvas in defeat. She relinquishes the smother and sits back up, but not before gripping the snoozing girl by the throat and planting a smooch of her own on her unconcious lips. “Happy birthday to me, b*tch.”*
The Vixens had one hell of an afternoon on Santa Monica beach, even if they were busy fighting each other more than half of the time. The fans seem to think so, applauding the performance of every girl in the ring today - yes, even for Tahnee Atkinson, who’s now being attended to by medical staff and members of her own stable as she’s slowly being brought around.
Hannah of course celebrating in her own corner with Steve Boyd and Luisana, who still looks beaten up but recovered enough to give her stablemate a congratulatory hug.
And that concludes our event for this evening, folks. We hope that the free booze was at least worth the time you’ve taken spent with us. Here’s to another year of VIX success!
