Hannah Ferguson versus Camille Kostek (JMDD Title)
Aug 31, 2018 23:23:34 GMT -6
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Hannah Ferguson versus Camille Kostek (JMDD Title)
Hannah:
(24, 5’9, 130, 24:4 FCBA, VIXENs)
Camille:
(26, 5’8, 2:1 FCBA, Bonzo’s Gym)
BEFORE:
“Camille’s getting ahead of herself,” Hannah muses early at the pre-fight press conference. “She beat Antje? So what? Now she thinks she’s ready to take on the likes of Decker, and worse, Tahnee herself? I hope that smother last week thought her an important lesson: NOONE takes Ass-kinson out but me. She ain't ready for prime time yet, and she sure as hell ain’t ready for me.”
Camille scoffing in reply, looking relaxed and confident for someone relatively new to the boxing world and coming off that loss against Tahnee.. “She’s running scared, that’s all. She couldn’t wait till I beat every other ass girl in the division before coming after her title. So she decides to take me out early. Well, I’ve got a newsflash for you, Hannah. You’ve made the wrong decision by putting your title up for grabs. I couldn't beat Atkinson, sure, but I’m gonna fight even harder with that gold on the line…”
Things heating up quickly, as is often the case when you have girls competing with assets blow-for-blow. The two blondes meet at the center podium, glaring into each other’s eyes as they place hands on each other’s hips, their chests pushing and jockeying for dominant position. It almost comes to blows when Camille a little overeager, shoves the champion backwards a little too hard and sending her off balance. Look of rage in Hannah’s eyes as she looks set to retaliate right back with a lunge and slap, but is stopped by the ring officials, who were right to have been waiting by the side-lines.
Later in the ring, Hannah in red bikini outfit, less skimpy than usual and more fight-appropriate (hey, she’s little left to prove these days…), with white gloves on either hand. The challenger, Kostek, drawing loud hoots as she disrobes in front of the studio audience with a knowing smile, showing off that curvy body of hers wrapped in a white bikini, leaving little to the imagination by contrast. She’s donning yellow gloves to round off that image of both sexy and dangerous.
There’s no touch of gloves after the referee finishes his spewl about the rules. Rules? What rules? This here’s ten rounds of boxing action, for the JMDD World Title! HERE we go!
ROUND 1:
Girls stalking each other early, jabbing from afar and scoring plenty of punches all over. Camille backing her words up with just a high level of energy this opening round, continuously scoring on Hannah’s chest as she out-punches the champion, much to the shock of the crowd. Hannah showing signs of backing away, opting to cover up her rack in the later half and focus on defense instead. Could it be she’s truly running scared? Camille takes it as sign of weakness, regardless, ups the tempo even further. Hannah almost driven into the ropes by another quick flurry to the body, whilst barely firing back in reply. Ferguson having trouble this first round, for sure. Experience might be one thing, but sometimes that backfires, as she cedes this round due to the rookie’s over enthusiastic aggression.
ROUND 2:
Head Trainer Steve Boyd not showing any signs of worry, however. He’s been working long enough with Ferguson to know his own girl’s strategy here. Still, the crowd wondering out loud with more gasps and exclamations when Hannah continues to give ground to the newcomer, hounding her head with defensive jabs but taking more shots to her chest than necessary. Champ or no champ, Hannah bleeding points here, and she can't expect to hold off the increasing pain and punishment forever… Certainly, it dawns on her in the second half as she favours her lower guard and begins to deflect and parry Camille’s incoming jug shots to better effect. Camille huffing and swinging but suddenly DENIED with a stamp of disapproval, when Hannah blocks another of her punches, then SNAPS a right hook clean into the side of her face, sending her reeling in shock! Bell rings and unfortunately the champ unable to rush in after her. Boyd, however, caught smiling in the corner, predicting this outcome all along: Hannah might have lost the opening battles, but her intention still is to win the war.
ROUND 3:
As predicted, Camille losing steam in the third, and gets her just desserts from a resurgent Ferguson. Big red stablemate getting picked off from afar with precision jabbing, Hannah biding her time and content with just driving her around and about the ring step by step. And why not? Camille all a tangled limbs and arms, trying to protect both her head, chest and belly at once. Of course, this is Hannah’s design from the start, shooting in punches at multiple targets, from different angles. Camille driven back into the ropes in the final minute and the only thing that saves her is a lucky duck under a right hook from Ferguson, that would have ended things right there and then. Instead, the girls clinch up quick, exchanging short punches to the tummy and wrestling on the ropes all the way to the bell.
ROUND 4:
More targeting of the body as Hannah looks to extend her streak and Camille determined to end it. First minute sees an exchange of chest shots, Camille stunning the champ after a revitalised respite in between rounds gives her her energy back. But Hannah fights back immediately, a left-right bouncing those orbs in their sockets, before another right hook wobbles them worse. Camille squealing, trying to back away, with Hannah taking grazing shots to the head as she goes after her. Hannah grunting in the last minute when Kostek switches it up, tenacity on display, snags a rough right off the champ’s chin and looks poised to surge back into the fight once more… but Hannah disrupts her plans with another shot across the face, reinforcing space between both girls as Camille goes sailing off to the side again. Last minute and girls keep their distance, with Kostek trying to salvage this round but Hannah keeping her at bay with plentiful jabs her direction. The champion taking it by small margin, though we’re certain she’d expected to have made some headway by this middle mark.
ROUND 5:
Instead, Camille looks to be just getting started! With a heavy huff, the blonde challenger rushes in, head down and guns blazing, surprising Hannah with an early rapid flurry to the body and chest, and almost takes her head off with a lunging uppercut directed at her chin! Ferguson not there yet, however, weaves easily to avoid, before returning fire with a double hook left and right: Camille has to protect the head with her arms as she’s battered incessantly, but her body taking in leather to the ribs and side-boob. Girls fall into a clinch, but it was Kostek who initiated, trying to control with her bigger size. The blows start landing in earnest instead, with Hannah wrapping an arm around the chest before powering more right hands into her body. Camille on the other hand tugging at Hannah’s chin across, an arm draped over her shoulders to steady her, before doing some damage of her own to her lean frame. Of course, the cauldron abuse can’t be sustained for too long, and both girls truly fall into each other’s arms by the time the fifth exchange to the body proves too much. They resort to effortful pushing and shoving in the final minute, panting into each other’s ears as they simply can’t find the energy to put the other girl down. Hannah clearly disappointed when the bell rings, having failed to put Kostek away at the same time her rival, Tahnee, did prior. Certainly this must sting for her. Camille however all smiles, knows she’s gotten over this hurdle and her eyes set on making it all the way to the finish line this time.
ROUND 6:
The champion still having trouble putting the challenger down! Hannah scoring with jabs to Camille’s chest early on, but gets WRECKED by a right hand across the face as Camille looks to bully! UGHH. Hannah sent sideways as she struggles to cover her head up for the inadvertable follow-up assault. Camille looking slightly gassed, for sure, but here she comes as predicted, bangin’ mitts off Hannah’s lower frame as she drives the champion backwards and almost traps her on the ropes, if it weren’t for Ferguson’s fast-moving legs. At least Ferguson was never truly in trouble of being knocked down, and come to think of it, neither of these battling beauties have secured a flooring thus far in the fight. It’s either a testament to their equal prowess or simple suggestion that a certain mutual rival is the true queen of the Welter circle. Don’t let Hannah hear you say that though… last minute and she knows what she has to do in order to rally: counter-slamming blows land on Camille’s face and bosom, slowly taking the wind out of her sails as Kostek slows down to a crawl and stops giving chase almost completely. It’s not enough to redeem her this round, and we can only wonder what it means for the rest of this fight. But it’s enough to send Camille covering her torso and reeling backwards into the ropes in the final seconds, though Hannah doesn’t look to be in a position to capitalise either.
ROUND 7:
It looks like we’re heading into an all-out blonde slugfest as both girls make ready to fly back into action! Well - if you can call dragging your feet forward as ‘flying’... Camille certainly looks spent, mouth open and chest heaving as she’s a little more hesitant to go all in now. Hannah winded but more spirited than ever at wanting to turn this tide in her favour. The champion initiates the exchange with forward movement and jabbing at the head and chest, herding Camille backwards. Pretty soon, Kostek running out of space to run, repeatedly grunting as her chest and face gets pounded on in alternate fashion. Her return shots by contrast not nearly doing enough damage, and those weak hooks aimed at the head either taken on the arms or missing entirely. It’s looking more and more like that last round-score on Hannah’s face was just a lucky one, with the champ exerting her experience and stamina as she dismantles her challenger completely. Camille’s back hits the ropes at the end of the first minute, and it’s signal to pounce: whap whap WHACKs off the body as Hannah gets in close to mop up. Camille groaning as she takes it, arms shoving at the shoulders instead of trying to score back any longer. A snap uppercut into the chin disorientates her, her eyes already glazing over, before that patented right hook from Ferguson sends Camille sprawling off her feet and down to the canvas, landing with a satisfying THUDD! With the first knockdown of the night going to the champ, does Kostek have what it takes to be one herself!?
Referee doing due diligence, counting the blonde bombshell out. But she’s still flat on her chest at the count of 6, arms above her head and face down in the sand, drooling. He hits the ten count and this championship fight is OVER!
Official Decision: Hannah Ferguson defeats Camille Kostek via KO7! Hannah Ferguson retains the JMDD Championship!
AFTER:
Confident raise of her hands to the crowd, Hannah walking across her fallen foe’s body and parading her own to the crowds. She’s taken another resounding victory in her title reign tonight, and over a promising challenger no doubt. But of course, the Vixen can’t help but shake the feeling that this ‘feat’ could have been done earlier, and in much more convincing fashion.
Nonetheless, a win’s a win in her column, and she turns her attention back to Kostek by the ropes, intent on claiming her prize. Camille groaning as she’s flipped over onto her back with a tug on her hair from above, and a punt kick sent to her ribs. She’s still out of sorts, barely conscious to know what’s coming her way. Hannah like a victorious conqueror as she positions herself down at the head of Kostek’s, meaty thighs framing either side of her face, before immediately lowering her chest down onto her face in a Reverse Jug Smother.
Hannah’s of course making good on her threat to ‘show Tahnee how it’s done’, grinning as the cameras flash in the distance, keeping the smother locked in tight, arms enveloping Kostek’s waistline and cheek pressed down into her protesting tummy to leave nothing to chance. Kostek moaning from the depths of the smother, an unwitting victim caught in the crossfires of two Welter queens of the ring. Finally, her body goes limp. Hannah sits back up, making a silent statement that this is how it’s done, Tahnee.
Somewhere, somehow, Tahnee Atkinson growling to herself as she watches this charade, her mind already racing about how to punish the blonde once and for all on the beach at the end of this year For now though, the champ retains the title, and darned if she’s gonna let some other would-be challenger rain down on her parade again (looking at you, Ms Decker).
Hannah:
(24, 5’9, 130, 24:4 FCBA, VIXENs)
Camille:
(26, 5’8, 2:1 FCBA, Bonzo’s Gym)
BEFORE:
“Camille’s getting ahead of herself,” Hannah muses early at the pre-fight press conference. “She beat Antje? So what? Now she thinks she’s ready to take on the likes of Decker, and worse, Tahnee herself? I hope that smother last week thought her an important lesson: NOONE takes Ass-kinson out but me. She ain't ready for prime time yet, and she sure as hell ain’t ready for me.”
Camille scoffing in reply, looking relaxed and confident for someone relatively new to the boxing world and coming off that loss against Tahnee.. “She’s running scared, that’s all. She couldn’t wait till I beat every other ass girl in the division before coming after her title. So she decides to take me out early. Well, I’ve got a newsflash for you, Hannah. You’ve made the wrong decision by putting your title up for grabs. I couldn't beat Atkinson, sure, but I’m gonna fight even harder with that gold on the line…”
Things heating up quickly, as is often the case when you have girls competing with assets blow-for-blow. The two blondes meet at the center podium, glaring into each other’s eyes as they place hands on each other’s hips, their chests pushing and jockeying for dominant position. It almost comes to blows when Camille a little overeager, shoves the champion backwards a little too hard and sending her off balance. Look of rage in Hannah’s eyes as she looks set to retaliate right back with a lunge and slap, but is stopped by the ring officials, who were right to have been waiting by the side-lines.
Later in the ring, Hannah in red bikini outfit, less skimpy than usual and more fight-appropriate (hey, she’s little left to prove these days…), with white gloves on either hand. The challenger, Kostek, drawing loud hoots as she disrobes in front of the studio audience with a knowing smile, showing off that curvy body of hers wrapped in a white bikini, leaving little to the imagination by contrast. She’s donning yellow gloves to round off that image of both sexy and dangerous.
There’s no touch of gloves after the referee finishes his spewl about the rules. Rules? What rules? This here’s ten rounds of boxing action, for the JMDD World Title! HERE we go!
ROUND 1:
Girls stalking each other early, jabbing from afar and scoring plenty of punches all over. Camille backing her words up with just a high level of energy this opening round, continuously scoring on Hannah’s chest as she out-punches the champion, much to the shock of the crowd. Hannah showing signs of backing away, opting to cover up her rack in the later half and focus on defense instead. Could it be she’s truly running scared? Camille takes it as sign of weakness, regardless, ups the tempo even further. Hannah almost driven into the ropes by another quick flurry to the body, whilst barely firing back in reply. Ferguson having trouble this first round, for sure. Experience might be one thing, but sometimes that backfires, as she cedes this round due to the rookie’s over enthusiastic aggression.
ROUND 2:
Head Trainer Steve Boyd not showing any signs of worry, however. He’s been working long enough with Ferguson to know his own girl’s strategy here. Still, the crowd wondering out loud with more gasps and exclamations when Hannah continues to give ground to the newcomer, hounding her head with defensive jabs but taking more shots to her chest than necessary. Champ or no champ, Hannah bleeding points here, and she can't expect to hold off the increasing pain and punishment forever… Certainly, it dawns on her in the second half as she favours her lower guard and begins to deflect and parry Camille’s incoming jug shots to better effect. Camille huffing and swinging but suddenly DENIED with a stamp of disapproval, when Hannah blocks another of her punches, then SNAPS a right hook clean into the side of her face, sending her reeling in shock! Bell rings and unfortunately the champ unable to rush in after her. Boyd, however, caught smiling in the corner, predicting this outcome all along: Hannah might have lost the opening battles, but her intention still is to win the war.
ROUND 3:
As predicted, Camille losing steam in the third, and gets her just desserts from a resurgent Ferguson. Big red stablemate getting picked off from afar with precision jabbing, Hannah biding her time and content with just driving her around and about the ring step by step. And why not? Camille all a tangled limbs and arms, trying to protect both her head, chest and belly at once. Of course, this is Hannah’s design from the start, shooting in punches at multiple targets, from different angles. Camille driven back into the ropes in the final minute and the only thing that saves her is a lucky duck under a right hook from Ferguson, that would have ended things right there and then. Instead, the girls clinch up quick, exchanging short punches to the tummy and wrestling on the ropes all the way to the bell.
ROUND 4:
More targeting of the body as Hannah looks to extend her streak and Camille determined to end it. First minute sees an exchange of chest shots, Camille stunning the champ after a revitalised respite in between rounds gives her her energy back. But Hannah fights back immediately, a left-right bouncing those orbs in their sockets, before another right hook wobbles them worse. Camille squealing, trying to back away, with Hannah taking grazing shots to the head as she goes after her. Hannah grunting in the last minute when Kostek switches it up, tenacity on display, snags a rough right off the champ’s chin and looks poised to surge back into the fight once more… but Hannah disrupts her plans with another shot across the face, reinforcing space between both girls as Camille goes sailing off to the side again. Last minute and girls keep their distance, with Kostek trying to salvage this round but Hannah keeping her at bay with plentiful jabs her direction. The champion taking it by small margin, though we’re certain she’d expected to have made some headway by this middle mark.
ROUND 5:
Instead, Camille looks to be just getting started! With a heavy huff, the blonde challenger rushes in, head down and guns blazing, surprising Hannah with an early rapid flurry to the body and chest, and almost takes her head off with a lunging uppercut directed at her chin! Ferguson not there yet, however, weaves easily to avoid, before returning fire with a double hook left and right: Camille has to protect the head with her arms as she’s battered incessantly, but her body taking in leather to the ribs and side-boob. Girls fall into a clinch, but it was Kostek who initiated, trying to control with her bigger size. The blows start landing in earnest instead, with Hannah wrapping an arm around the chest before powering more right hands into her body. Camille on the other hand tugging at Hannah’s chin across, an arm draped over her shoulders to steady her, before doing some damage of her own to her lean frame. Of course, the cauldron abuse can’t be sustained for too long, and both girls truly fall into each other’s arms by the time the fifth exchange to the body proves too much. They resort to effortful pushing and shoving in the final minute, panting into each other’s ears as they simply can’t find the energy to put the other girl down. Hannah clearly disappointed when the bell rings, having failed to put Kostek away at the same time her rival, Tahnee, did prior. Certainly this must sting for her. Camille however all smiles, knows she’s gotten over this hurdle and her eyes set on making it all the way to the finish line this time.
ROUND 6:
The champion still having trouble putting the challenger down! Hannah scoring with jabs to Camille’s chest early on, but gets WRECKED by a right hand across the face as Camille looks to bully! UGHH. Hannah sent sideways as she struggles to cover her head up for the inadvertable follow-up assault. Camille looking slightly gassed, for sure, but here she comes as predicted, bangin’ mitts off Hannah’s lower frame as she drives the champion backwards and almost traps her on the ropes, if it weren’t for Ferguson’s fast-moving legs. At least Ferguson was never truly in trouble of being knocked down, and come to think of it, neither of these battling beauties have secured a flooring thus far in the fight. It’s either a testament to their equal prowess or simple suggestion that a certain mutual rival is the true queen of the Welter circle. Don’t let Hannah hear you say that though… last minute and she knows what she has to do in order to rally: counter-slamming blows land on Camille’s face and bosom, slowly taking the wind out of her sails as Kostek slows down to a crawl and stops giving chase almost completely. It’s not enough to redeem her this round, and we can only wonder what it means for the rest of this fight. But it’s enough to send Camille covering her torso and reeling backwards into the ropes in the final seconds, though Hannah doesn’t look to be in a position to capitalise either.
ROUND 7:
It looks like we’re heading into an all-out blonde slugfest as both girls make ready to fly back into action! Well - if you can call dragging your feet forward as ‘flying’... Camille certainly looks spent, mouth open and chest heaving as she’s a little more hesitant to go all in now. Hannah winded but more spirited than ever at wanting to turn this tide in her favour. The champion initiates the exchange with forward movement and jabbing at the head and chest, herding Camille backwards. Pretty soon, Kostek running out of space to run, repeatedly grunting as her chest and face gets pounded on in alternate fashion. Her return shots by contrast not nearly doing enough damage, and those weak hooks aimed at the head either taken on the arms or missing entirely. It’s looking more and more like that last round-score on Hannah’s face was just a lucky one, with the champ exerting her experience and stamina as she dismantles her challenger completely. Camille’s back hits the ropes at the end of the first minute, and it’s signal to pounce: whap whap WHACKs off the body as Hannah gets in close to mop up. Camille groaning as she takes it, arms shoving at the shoulders instead of trying to score back any longer. A snap uppercut into the chin disorientates her, her eyes already glazing over, before that patented right hook from Ferguson sends Camille sprawling off her feet and down to the canvas, landing with a satisfying THUDD! With the first knockdown of the night going to the champ, does Kostek have what it takes to be one herself!?
Referee doing due diligence, counting the blonde bombshell out. But she’s still flat on her chest at the count of 6, arms above her head and face down in the sand, drooling. He hits the ten count and this championship fight is OVER!
Official Decision: Hannah Ferguson defeats Camille Kostek via KO7! Hannah Ferguson retains the JMDD Championship!
AFTER:
Confident raise of her hands to the crowd, Hannah walking across her fallen foe’s body and parading her own to the crowds. She’s taken another resounding victory in her title reign tonight, and over a promising challenger no doubt. But of course, the Vixen can’t help but shake the feeling that this ‘feat’ could have been done earlier, and in much more convincing fashion.
Nonetheless, a win’s a win in her column, and she turns her attention back to Kostek by the ropes, intent on claiming her prize. Camille groaning as she’s flipped over onto her back with a tug on her hair from above, and a punt kick sent to her ribs. She’s still out of sorts, barely conscious to know what’s coming her way. Hannah like a victorious conqueror as she positions herself down at the head of Kostek’s, meaty thighs framing either side of her face, before immediately lowering her chest down onto her face in a Reverse Jug Smother.
Hannah’s of course making good on her threat to ‘show Tahnee how it’s done’, grinning as the cameras flash in the distance, keeping the smother locked in tight, arms enveloping Kostek’s waistline and cheek pressed down into her protesting tummy to leave nothing to chance. Kostek moaning from the depths of the smother, an unwitting victim caught in the crossfires of two Welter queens of the ring. Finally, her body goes limp. Hannah sits back up, making a silent statement that this is how it’s done, Tahnee.
Somewhere, somehow, Tahnee Atkinson growling to herself as she watches this charade, her mind already racing about how to punish the blonde once and for all on the beach at the end of this year For now though, the champ retains the title, and darned if she’s gonna let some other would-be challenger rain down on her parade again (looking at you, Ms Decker).
