Post by oddmanout on Jan 2, 2019 22:44:28 GMT -6
Before: Bad blood leftover from their fight in July. Pre-fight a gong-show - both girls apparently operating with "punch on sight" protocols...it's a constant stream of top-tearing brawls as soon as fighters are brought into close proximity. Weigh in takes an hour as girls are reluctant to stand still long enough for good measurements.
Georgia in blue seashell pattern paint bikini, black gloves, hair loose down her back. Courtney in pink-on-pink paint bikini, with flowers picked out on each breast, white gloves, thick blonde hair starts out flipped over front shoulder. Fighters forehead-to-forehead during instructions, nostrils flaring, chests heaving.
R1: Blondes rush together, swinging away crazy-reckless. Bumper car action as girl slug themselves off balance—coming together, careening apart. Georgia the first to compose herself and start aiming some shots: she’s diving in a straight, jamming right hand lead—holding her left low as she scours ’s breasts. Courtney bumped off-stride, absorbing several hard knocks—she’s driven ropeside to a burst of crowd applause as she hits strands. Gibbs on the pounce: stuffing hook bullseyes Tailor in the belly button, then crowds in head-and-gloves. Stuffing, jamming work here: Georgia smothering Courtney, cramming leather to bulging jug and tummy. Gibbs able to push Tailor’s head off to the right, then tuck a mitt in behind the left elbow: American eventually pushed sideways to ropes, giving up her back/left side to Georgia. POURING SHEETS OF AUSSIE LEATHER!! Gibbs baring her teeth as she jams away, pumping rights and lefts, battering at Tailor’s left side, back, buttocks, tummy. Courtney squealing, covering up her head, taking a torrid buffeting to the bell…AND BEYOND! Georgia slammin’ away after the break—forcing ref of take a firm hand.
R2: Midring, Georgia punching criss cross, beating Courtney to blows. Tailor staggering back, hits ropes—takes a MURDEROUS right hand on her chin as crowd roars to its feet as SHE STARTS SLUGGING BACK! Both girls landing disastrous left/right punches upside the head, Gibbs stamping back on her heels. Courtney stumbles forward, punching in a constant forward tumble. Georgia driven length of the ring, roar of approval from fickle crowd as HER painted backside touches cables. Gibbs stiffens, pumps away chugging lefts and rights to Tailor’s pink “trunks” and trembling tummy to buckle the American forward. Courtney shaken, but answering: SHE jams away with exhausted, pumping lefts and rights to Gerogia’s thighs and “trunks” ref FINALLY pulls tear-stained vixens apart, reads both the riot act and gives them a good shake. Tailor riding her raised guard into Gibbs and smearing tired Aussie sideways along the ropes: Georgia just covering up face-in gloves, shouting in pain as Courtney beats at back and tummy with mindless abandon.
R3: Pace slowing, both vixens mouth-breathing—torrid pace taking it’s toll. Midring—girlish pawing jabs sees the left hands meet and bat together—vixens standing upright, chests out, right hands at shoulder while they position. Sloshing right hands follow—as one throws hard, the other twists and leans away, then comes back to try the right hand in turn. Splashy single shots landing to opposing breasts—when one girl scores, she brightens, shouts HAH!—the other frowns, rallying herself to get the punch back. Petulant stalemate broken up when Georgia lands a right hand fat and hard upside Courtney’s head: Texan reeling away, covering her head turtle-style. Tailor hounded to ropes; Gibbs salts away the round with a vigorous pounding of her foe’s left side and buttocks as poor Courtney gives up her back again at the bell.
R4: Courtney leans right, lifts an uppercut in behind Georgia’s mitts as she snaps back, jerking Gibbs to her left. Georgia crying out, stamping in fence post holes, Courtney able to stampede her to ropes and beat the ever-lovin’ TAR out of the Aussie! Gibbs smeared side to side as Tailor pushes in; then the pride of Midland, Texas crowds close; chugging away, taking Georgia in her tummy and back., Gibbs, falling apart under the constant buffeting and smudging, Tailor just stamping in the spot, pushing and punching for all she’s worth, JMD style. Nothing coming back from Georgia—she’s crying, exhausted—getting badly ragdolled here, AND THERE GO HER LEGS! Gibbs takes a seat on the sand, legs splayed out in a V, head lolling, back against the ropes, count a formality, it’s a KO 4 for Courtney as she evens the score and starts the New Year right!
After: Courtney writhing her left arm snug behind Georgia’s head, grippinging damp blonde hair as she pushes the Aussie’s face deep into her rack. Tailor’s left hand grabs her right bicep, the right hand cups Georgia’s skull, fingers pushing through damp mass of shiny blonde hair. Georgia’s hands flutter to Courtney’s hips, then clinch up behind the Texan’s back. Gibbs panicking—hands now reaching up to pull at Tailor’s shoulders from behind: ‘Merican easing herself to a seat on a convenient turnbuckle, letting her jugs do the hard work of putting Georgia out. Courtney lifting her right foot, resting it on the bottom strand, getting nice and comfy, resting her cheek atop Georgia’s head as blonde resistance starts to trickle away. Finally, inevitably; Tailor reclines against the corner ropes, releasing Gibbs, blonde flowing first to seat on the sand, then sprawling out on her back.
Final insult: Courtney obtains a black felt marker, sits down on Georgia’s stomach to write upon her KO’d breast: “To Georgia: Sweet Dreams—Hugs & Punches, Courtney!”