Post by caspian on Oct 9, 2016 15:12:38 GMT -6
(All results by Lookout, words by Cas)
Match #4: Alyssa Lynch (VIX) vs. Alexis Ren (VIX) - Catchweight
Having just scraped at the pre-conference, both fighters are eager to lay their mitts on one another. Alexis and Alyssa disrobe, revealing lean bodies - Alexis slightly taller in her white and red bikini, but Alyssa more muscular and equally stunning with her falling white robe revealing a mini-black bikini.
Head trainer Steve Boyd ties the final knot on Alexis’ red gloves, examines finishing touches on his girl. “She’ll bully your body with power shots. You gotta be nimble and poke hers back.”
Alexis taps her tummy with her glove. “Don’t worry, I’ll do more than just poke.”
Co-Head trainer Corey Saucier tying on white gloves for Alyssa. “Remember, she’ll try to get into your head.”
“Hmph. I’ll knock her head off.”
The bell rings signalling to start of this anticipated match-up.
Round 1: Ever impulsive, Alexis charges forward wanting dishes out a flurry of punches. Alyssa anticipates, blocking and throwing counter-jab in turn. They stand and trade quick blows to the nose and cheek, but neither girl finding mark often.. Alexis slips in and smacks Alyssa in the face, but can’t break high-guard when she attempts a cross and hook. Alyssa showing good defensive skills, clouts Alexis in the belly in response. Alexis getting frustrated, retreating and rethinking strategy. She prods Alyssa’s abs with a jab then dances out of reach. Alyssa relentless, doesn’t want to miss this opportunity to punch Alexis’ face in. She advances, tagging Alex in the nose and breast, eliciting groans from the blonde. The first round ends with Alyssa ahead on points, a close 10-9. Alexis still defiant, flips off her rival as they return to corners.
Round 2: Alexis switches gears from start, pestering the brunette with sharp punches to her forearms before landing a hard cross to Alyssa’s gut - the brunette grunts at violation. Alex smacking her lips as she evades a high hook from Alyssa and powers two uppercuts into her rival’s belly. HUP HUP. Alyssa doubles over in pain, retreats - now her turn to question strategy. She circles Alexis, not willing to surrender high guard, manages to snag Alex in the face as the blonde hungrily comes after body shots. The bell rings and Alyssa treated to that smug look again - Alexis sticks her tongue out and asks, “How's your tummy, b*tch?” Alexis takes the round 10-9.
Round 3: Alyssa roars, “You want tummy? COME GET IT.” Alex surprised by sudden ferocity as Alyssa snatches at blonde tummy. Alex defends well but eats right hands to her belly and breasts. “b*tch…” she hisses as she smacks a right fist into Alyssa's side and a left grazes brunette’s jaw, snapping Alyssa’s head to the side. BOTH GIRLS STAND AND TRADE! SLAPS to face and SLUGS to tummy for next 30 seconds. The bell rings, AND BOTH GIRLS ARE STILL GOING AT IT! Alyssa clouts Alex across the lip with an AWKK and Alex pounds on belly with an AUGH. The referee has no choice but to step in, physically separating hellcats, getting whacked herself from stray punches, as the crowd continues chanting “LET THEM FIIIGHT!”
Round 4: Both girls rise slowly from stools, clearly spent from previous round. More cautious, defensive jabbing returns, clear evidence of damage can be seen from the welt marks on Alyssa’s torso and slightly bruised lip of Alexis. The girls wisely choose to target already-weakened spots! Alex wades in close, beats on Alyssa’s bruised body with a 1-2 combo, narrowly avoids a right cross from Alyssa! Feeling cocky - punishes rival again with knuckles to sternum, but doesn’t see the BIG RIGHT HAND THAT CONTORTS LEFT CHEEK! UGGHH. Spittle flies as Alexis’ body ragdolls onto the canvas! The ref begins his count as Alyssa raises a fist in triumph and moves to neutral corner, resisting the urge to smash her face in a few more times if this were an MMA bout. 3...4… Alexis is on knees, using the ropes for support. 5...6… Steve Boyd is shouting at her to GET UP. 7...8… Shakily, she gets to both feet and ref waves over to Alyssa to resume. ‘Gladly’, she smirks. ON COMES ALYSSA SMELLING BLOOD. Glorious hooks to Alex’s gorgeous body as the blonde tries to survive the last few seconds of the round! Alyssa not wasting the opportunity! She punctuates every word with a SMASH of Alex’s jugs or a PHUMP to belly button. WHO’S. BETTER. NOW. b*tch?? Bell rings and Alex is barely standing, but standing she is! Alyssa can’t resist one more THUMP to tummy as Alex moans and clinches with her, arms around her waist for support and mouth sucking on shoulder for air. Alyssa smiles, grinds her glove into her abs and whispers into her ear, “Next round, you’re finished.”
Round 5: Alexis still red from the treatment last round, in every sense of the word - still wobbly on her legs as Alyssa already halfway across the ring, wanting to end this NOW. The brunette throws big right hooks, but hitting guard - Alex defending surprisingly well. Alyssa goes down under again, but Alexis mostly dances just out of reach, tagging her repeatedly in the cheek with jabs. Alyssa suddenly plants her feet and STUNS WITH A LONG RIGHT CROSS! Alex’s nose is flattened as she back-pedals into ropes again. Alyssa with a 1-2 piercing forearm to blonde gut that folds her body in half, but Alexis clinches around waist, uses momentum to wrestle Alyssa around and pin her to ropes. Both beauties exchange short punches to ribs and belly, but Alyssa only clubs at Alex’s sides, receives more damage from thick, plowing hands from Alex down under. Alyssa tries to break disadvantageous clinch when suddenly AN UPPERCUT FROM BELOW. Alexis’ sneak attack throws spittle and mouth guard into the air as Alyssa crashes into ropes and then slams face forward onto canvas. Alexis’ turn to showboat as ref begins count. However, smile turns to a scowl as Alyssa just barely makes the count on wobbly legs, draping arms over ropes as lifeline. The ref rings the bell to end round, BUT ALEXIS NOT DONE. The blonde strides forward and PLOUGHS both fists into Alyssa’s belly! HUGGHH. The ref protests but Alexis tells her to “Shut the f*ck up.” as she pins Alyssa’s body to the ropes. Alexis’ turn to whisper into ear as she rams her firm belly into her rival’s, eliciting a moan. “You hear that, ASS-lyssa? That’s the sound of my body defeating yours. Don’t you ever forget that, ok baby?” Alexis smirks and plants a kiss on Alyssa’s cheek, which all of a sudden seems to wake Alyssa up from the pain. There’s sudden fire in her eyes from offensive lips on skin. Alexis doesn’t see the hard hook from the right that smashes into her face! The girls separate and THEY WANT TO BE GET IT ON RIGHT THERE AND THEN. The ref sighs and signals the bell for the 6th.
Round 6: Alyssa still fuming from offensive lips and lays it on Alexis with long jabs followed by power-hooks. Alexis still in shock from sudden rebound, but soon recovers and denies Alyssa major purchase with blocking and deflecting. Alyssa soon realises her body is tiring from power blows, defences begin to slow as Alexis capitalises, slipping in a power cross to face followed by a barrage of body blows. Alyssa clinches in desperation, seeking to buy time, plugs Alexis in the ribs repeatedly. “ASS...” Alexis hisses through clenched teeth. “STAND AND FIGHT.” Alex, still in control, squeezes her arms inside the clinch and slugs Alyssa’s face repeatedly in the face. Alyssa disorientated now, Alexis breaks clinch but doesn’t let go! One glove holds onto Alyssa’s dark tresses by the back of the neck, the other hand plowing thick right hands into Alyssa’s breadbasket! Brunette moans as red glove blurs repeatedly, compacting her abdominals. Alexis just licking her lips as the time runs down and bell rings, but Alyssa is still standing! Alex tempted to give knockout blow right there and then, but ref (none the wiser) quickly inserts herself in between fighters and forces Alexis back to corner, granting Alyssa breathing room for next round.
Round 7: Head trainers whispering last instructions to girls as the bell rings for the 7th. Alex knows she’s in the lead now, confidently strides forward - but should she be? The crowd ROARS as Alyssa literally DASHES across the ring and SWIVELS Alexis’ face with an overhand superman punch! The blonde did NOT see that coming! Alexis’ body contorts and slams back against the turnbuckle, when ON COMES ALYSSA with lefts and rights to tummy and jugs. Alexis covering up desperately, still in trouble, but damned if she’s gonna go down without a fight! The blonde clinches and sends powerful left-hands into Alyssa’s kidneys, stunning the brunette and allowing herself to be outwrestled into the reverse position. That last big move must have used up all her reserves. NOW ALEXIS GOES TO TOWN - lefts and rights to hated tummy. “You want somemore?? Say Jay’s name again, b*tch, SAY IT!” Alexis screeches as Alyssa’s mouth-guard gets pushed from her mouth again. The brunette’s body jerks and pulses as she hugs her belly and collapses onto all fours. The ref starts the count, tries to wave Alexis off, but the blonde stands over her rival, chest rising and falling as she catches her breath. 3…4… Alyssa still pawing at Alexis’ heels, ironically the only source of support she can muster in order to get to her feet. 5...6… Alyssa straightens up on her knees, but still gasps for breath and leaning on Alexis’ body for support. The blonde not saying anything, glaring at rival. 8...9… Alyssa manages one knee, but even with arms around Alex’s waist, can’t pull herself up! ...10! IT’S OVER!!
Official result: Alexis Ren beats Alyssa Lynch via KO7!
After: Alexis finally reaches down to grab hold of two fist-fuls of dark sweaty hair and poses for the cameras. And what a sight! Alyssa still pawing at Alexis’ red bikini trunks, cheek resting on the curve of her bottom. “Get up, b*tch. I’m not done with you yet.” Alexis hisses as she guides Alyssa’s face to her tummy. “You see this body? It’s better than yours.”
Alyssa smirks in between heavy breaths, still defiant. “I’m looking at it. Is that why Jay left you?”
Alexis turns another shade of crimson and screeches, plunges Alyssa’s features into the curve of her abs, smothering her out.
There’s a sudden hoo-haa in the ring as VIX personnel interfere. Luisana, from behind, wrestles Alexis to the ground in headlock, whispering, “That’s enough!” while Head trainers check on Alyssa’s status. Alexis thrashes in the hold, screaming like a baby denied candy, but then finally goes sleep in the hold out of pure exhaustion. Corey supports Alyssa out of the ring as the crowd continues their chant, “LET THEM FIGHT LET THEM FIGHT!”
Match #4: Alyssa Lynch (VIX) vs. Alexis Ren (VIX) - Catchweight
Having just scraped at the pre-conference, both fighters are eager to lay their mitts on one another. Alexis and Alyssa disrobe, revealing lean bodies - Alexis slightly taller in her white and red bikini, but Alyssa more muscular and equally stunning with her falling white robe revealing a mini-black bikini.
Head trainer Steve Boyd ties the final knot on Alexis’ red gloves, examines finishing touches on his girl. “She’ll bully your body with power shots. You gotta be nimble and poke hers back.”
Alexis taps her tummy with her glove. “Don’t worry, I’ll do more than just poke.”
Co-Head trainer Corey Saucier tying on white gloves for Alyssa. “Remember, she’ll try to get into your head.”
“Hmph. I’ll knock her head off.”
The bell rings signalling to start of this anticipated match-up.
Round 1: Ever impulsive, Alexis charges forward wanting dishes out a flurry of punches. Alyssa anticipates, blocking and throwing counter-jab in turn. They stand and trade quick blows to the nose and cheek, but neither girl finding mark often.. Alexis slips in and smacks Alyssa in the face, but can’t break high-guard when she attempts a cross and hook. Alyssa showing good defensive skills, clouts Alexis in the belly in response. Alexis getting frustrated, retreating and rethinking strategy. She prods Alyssa’s abs with a jab then dances out of reach. Alyssa relentless, doesn’t want to miss this opportunity to punch Alexis’ face in. She advances, tagging Alex in the nose and breast, eliciting groans from the blonde. The first round ends with Alyssa ahead on points, a close 10-9. Alexis still defiant, flips off her rival as they return to corners.
Round 2: Alexis switches gears from start, pestering the brunette with sharp punches to her forearms before landing a hard cross to Alyssa’s gut - the brunette grunts at violation. Alex smacking her lips as she evades a high hook from Alyssa and powers two uppercuts into her rival’s belly. HUP HUP. Alyssa doubles over in pain, retreats - now her turn to question strategy. She circles Alexis, not willing to surrender high guard, manages to snag Alex in the face as the blonde hungrily comes after body shots. The bell rings and Alyssa treated to that smug look again - Alexis sticks her tongue out and asks, “How's your tummy, b*tch?” Alexis takes the round 10-9.
Round 3: Alyssa roars, “You want tummy? COME GET IT.” Alex surprised by sudden ferocity as Alyssa snatches at blonde tummy. Alex defends well but eats right hands to her belly and breasts. “b*tch…” she hisses as she smacks a right fist into Alyssa's side and a left grazes brunette’s jaw, snapping Alyssa’s head to the side. BOTH GIRLS STAND AND TRADE! SLAPS to face and SLUGS to tummy for next 30 seconds. The bell rings, AND BOTH GIRLS ARE STILL GOING AT IT! Alyssa clouts Alex across the lip with an AWKK and Alex pounds on belly with an AUGH. The referee has no choice but to step in, physically separating hellcats, getting whacked herself from stray punches, as the crowd continues chanting “LET THEM FIIIGHT!”
Round 4: Both girls rise slowly from stools, clearly spent from previous round. More cautious, defensive jabbing returns, clear evidence of damage can be seen from the welt marks on Alyssa’s torso and slightly bruised lip of Alexis. The girls wisely choose to target already-weakened spots! Alex wades in close, beats on Alyssa’s bruised body with a 1-2 combo, narrowly avoids a right cross from Alyssa! Feeling cocky - punishes rival again with knuckles to sternum, but doesn’t see the BIG RIGHT HAND THAT CONTORTS LEFT CHEEK! UGGHH. Spittle flies as Alexis’ body ragdolls onto the canvas! The ref begins his count as Alyssa raises a fist in triumph and moves to neutral corner, resisting the urge to smash her face in a few more times if this were an MMA bout. 3...4… Alexis is on knees, using the ropes for support. 5...6… Steve Boyd is shouting at her to GET UP. 7...8… Shakily, she gets to both feet and ref waves over to Alyssa to resume. ‘Gladly’, she smirks. ON COMES ALYSSA SMELLING BLOOD. Glorious hooks to Alex’s gorgeous body as the blonde tries to survive the last few seconds of the round! Alyssa not wasting the opportunity! She punctuates every word with a SMASH of Alex’s jugs or a PHUMP to belly button. WHO’S. BETTER. NOW. b*tch?? Bell rings and Alex is barely standing, but standing she is! Alyssa can’t resist one more THUMP to tummy as Alex moans and clinches with her, arms around her waist for support and mouth sucking on shoulder for air. Alyssa smiles, grinds her glove into her abs and whispers into her ear, “Next round, you’re finished.”
Round 5: Alexis still red from the treatment last round, in every sense of the word - still wobbly on her legs as Alyssa already halfway across the ring, wanting to end this NOW. The brunette throws big right hooks, but hitting guard - Alex defending surprisingly well. Alyssa goes down under again, but Alexis mostly dances just out of reach, tagging her repeatedly in the cheek with jabs. Alyssa suddenly plants her feet and STUNS WITH A LONG RIGHT CROSS! Alex’s nose is flattened as she back-pedals into ropes again. Alyssa with a 1-2 piercing forearm to blonde gut that folds her body in half, but Alexis clinches around waist, uses momentum to wrestle Alyssa around and pin her to ropes. Both beauties exchange short punches to ribs and belly, but Alyssa only clubs at Alex’s sides, receives more damage from thick, plowing hands from Alex down under. Alyssa tries to break disadvantageous clinch when suddenly AN UPPERCUT FROM BELOW. Alexis’ sneak attack throws spittle and mouth guard into the air as Alyssa crashes into ropes and then slams face forward onto canvas. Alexis’ turn to showboat as ref begins count. However, smile turns to a scowl as Alyssa just barely makes the count on wobbly legs, draping arms over ropes as lifeline. The ref rings the bell to end round, BUT ALEXIS NOT DONE. The blonde strides forward and PLOUGHS both fists into Alyssa’s belly! HUGGHH. The ref protests but Alexis tells her to “Shut the f*ck up.” as she pins Alyssa’s body to the ropes. Alexis’ turn to whisper into ear as she rams her firm belly into her rival’s, eliciting a moan. “You hear that, ASS-lyssa? That’s the sound of my body defeating yours. Don’t you ever forget that, ok baby?” Alexis smirks and plants a kiss on Alyssa’s cheek, which all of a sudden seems to wake Alyssa up from the pain. There’s sudden fire in her eyes from offensive lips on skin. Alexis doesn’t see the hard hook from the right that smashes into her face! The girls separate and THEY WANT TO BE GET IT ON RIGHT THERE AND THEN. The ref sighs and signals the bell for the 6th.
Round 6: Alyssa still fuming from offensive lips and lays it on Alexis with long jabs followed by power-hooks. Alexis still in shock from sudden rebound, but soon recovers and denies Alyssa major purchase with blocking and deflecting. Alyssa soon realises her body is tiring from power blows, defences begin to slow as Alexis capitalises, slipping in a power cross to face followed by a barrage of body blows. Alyssa clinches in desperation, seeking to buy time, plugs Alexis in the ribs repeatedly. “ASS...” Alexis hisses through clenched teeth. “STAND AND FIGHT.” Alex, still in control, squeezes her arms inside the clinch and slugs Alyssa’s face repeatedly in the face. Alyssa disorientated now, Alexis breaks clinch but doesn’t let go! One glove holds onto Alyssa’s dark tresses by the back of the neck, the other hand plowing thick right hands into Alyssa’s breadbasket! Brunette moans as red glove blurs repeatedly, compacting her abdominals. Alexis just licking her lips as the time runs down and bell rings, but Alyssa is still standing! Alex tempted to give knockout blow right there and then, but ref (none the wiser) quickly inserts herself in between fighters and forces Alexis back to corner, granting Alyssa breathing room for next round.
Round 7: Head trainers whispering last instructions to girls as the bell rings for the 7th. Alex knows she’s in the lead now, confidently strides forward - but should she be? The crowd ROARS as Alyssa literally DASHES across the ring and SWIVELS Alexis’ face with an overhand superman punch! The blonde did NOT see that coming! Alexis’ body contorts and slams back against the turnbuckle, when ON COMES ALYSSA with lefts and rights to tummy and jugs. Alexis covering up desperately, still in trouble, but damned if she’s gonna go down without a fight! The blonde clinches and sends powerful left-hands into Alyssa’s kidneys, stunning the brunette and allowing herself to be outwrestled into the reverse position. That last big move must have used up all her reserves. NOW ALEXIS GOES TO TOWN - lefts and rights to hated tummy. “You want somemore?? Say Jay’s name again, b*tch, SAY IT!” Alexis screeches as Alyssa’s mouth-guard gets pushed from her mouth again. The brunette’s body jerks and pulses as she hugs her belly and collapses onto all fours. The ref starts the count, tries to wave Alexis off, but the blonde stands over her rival, chest rising and falling as she catches her breath. 3…4… Alyssa still pawing at Alexis’ heels, ironically the only source of support she can muster in order to get to her feet. 5...6… Alyssa straightens up on her knees, but still gasps for breath and leaning on Alexis’ body for support. The blonde not saying anything, glaring at rival. 8...9… Alyssa manages one knee, but even with arms around Alex’s waist, can’t pull herself up! ...10! IT’S OVER!!
Official result: Alexis Ren beats Alyssa Lynch via KO7!
After: Alexis finally reaches down to grab hold of two fist-fuls of dark sweaty hair and poses for the cameras. And what a sight! Alyssa still pawing at Alexis’ red bikini trunks, cheek resting on the curve of her bottom. “Get up, b*tch. I’m not done with you yet.” Alexis hisses as she guides Alyssa’s face to her tummy. “You see this body? It’s better than yours.”
Alyssa smirks in between heavy breaths, still defiant. “I’m looking at it. Is that why Jay left you?”
Alexis turns another shade of crimson and screeches, plunges Alyssa’s features into the curve of her abs, smothering her out.
There’s a sudden hoo-haa in the ring as VIX personnel interfere. Luisana, from behind, wrestles Alexis to the ground in headlock, whispering, “That’s enough!” while Head trainers check on Alyssa’s status. Alexis thrashes in the hold, screaming like a baby denied candy, but then finally goes sleep in the hold out of pure exhaustion. Corey supports Alyssa out of the ring as the crowd continues their chant, “LET THEM FIGHT LET THEM FIGHT!”