Michelle Williams versus Vanessa Hudgens (XIII)
Aug 29, 2020 1:27:38 GMT -6
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Post by Lookout! Boxing on Aug 29, 2020 1:27:38 GMT -6
Michelle Williams versus Vanessa Hudgens (XIII)
(Words: Front Street & HISC / Results: Lookout!)
BEFORE:
Obviously, no introduction needed. Because, it says here, this is the best rivalry in the FCBA. Simply because it has everything. Blonde vs. Brunette. FCBA original vs. Vanessa Come Lately. Blue blood Academy Award nominee vs. Disney brat. Technician vs. Athlete. Hall of Famer vs. Hall of Famer. And, of course, there's the mutual disdain. Most important, though, is that both sides have gotten theirs. And, both sides want more. And are confident of getting it.
"What amazes me," says Mishy with a hint of a smile, "Is that she keeps coming back for more. I mean, I've HAD my career, and, while I'm not finished YET, nothing that comes after this is going to change my legacy. But. I've taken YEARS off of hers. YEARS. She's not even 32 and people are saying she's close to shot. And, that's ALL Michelle Williams. ALL of it."
"I'm not CLOSE to shot," says Vanessa. "I'll be around long after Michelle is putting her teeth in a glass beside her bed, count on THAT."
ROUND ONE:
Here's what amazes the rest of us. That these two can resist the urge to just have AT one another. But, they can, at least in the first. Because, there's Vanessa making with those famous legs, circling, jabbing, making Michelle try to cut and bring her to battle. And, the blonde, as she's done at times in other meetings, fails to do that. Instead, Vanessa ranges across the sand, stopping quickly for a flurry, then getting back to the jab and circle, before stopping again to punish her hated rival, then circle out of Dodge. Has to be frustrating for the blonde, but, she's been here before. Many times. She stays patient, keeps working the feet. Finally, late in the round, she able to bring Hudgens to battle and the pair put together several spirited exchanges that get the crowd going. When the bell rings, though, 'Nessa's got it wide to lead 10-9.
ROUND TWO:
Mishy angling, cutting off 'Nessa. Forcing exchanges. And, the brunette is HAPPY to exchange. HAMMER. AND. TONGS. Ladies really going at it in the center of the ring. Sand and fists flying and the crowd going absolutely nuts. Nobody's hurt, but sweat sent flying repeatedly as hard, accurate leather continues landing. Things begin slowing a bit about mid-round, settle into some good boxing at middle distances. Both fighters having their moments on these terms, and, again, neither able to gain a real edge. Finally, in the last thirty, Mishy uses some body work to set up a couple of nice flurries, and those flurries prove the difference in a closely-contested stanza. When the bell rings, Michelle's got it by a cat's whisker and we're even at 19 after two rounds.
ROUND THREE:
Williams building off the late flurry. She's squaring up 'Nessa, forcing her to cover up. Hudgens looking like being slowed a little by that sand, and the blonde taking full advantage. She's getting in rhythm now, taking the fight to the brunette. Hudgens on the defensive for the first time in the fight and not liking it. She's getting cut off, lined up, and suppressed by the blonde, who's looking not just to pile up hurt, but to stack points as well, and that's exactly what she's doing. For her part, 'Nessa able to score here and there with flurries, but, before she can really build anything, Mishy tosses her back onto the defensive with sharp combinations of her own. By the time the bell rings, the brunette's looking grumpy and the blonde is barely suppressing a smirk. She's got it wide and now leads 29-28.
ROUND FOUR:
Hudgens adjusts. Yeah. No shock there. These two have now completed 131 rounds of competition against one another, so, its pretty safe to say neither is going to toss out something the other hasn't seen before. So, Hudgens adjusts. She gives a little extra ground as she circles, and, all of a sudden, she's finding some space again. Now, she's not ranging across the entire beach or anything. The blonde's still able to cut and force exchanges at times, but, at others, Vanessa's able to stay in open ocean, and, when she can, she controls things, as she will. It's all coming down to who gets more of what she wants, and, when the bell sounds ending the round, it's Vanessa who's done that, and only just. Hudgens takes it narrowly, and, we're once again even, this time at 38.
ROUND FIVE:
Cat and mouse. Vanessa ranging. Michelle angling, cutting, creating exchanges in which the blonde is getting the better of th...BOOM! Right hand, 'NESSA and MISHY IS HURT! Williams wobbles on the spot, nearly goes down, and Vanessa starts winging away with everything she has and DROPS MICHELLE TO THE SAND! Williams blown to her back by a right hook. 'Nessa DANCES to a neutral corner, being sure to use a back kick to send sand into the face of her sputtering rival before doing so. But, if 'Nessa thinks she's won this thing, she's in for a nasty surprise. Williams is up at eight. And, while she's looking as iffy as she is sand covered, the ref gives her the mandatory and waives on Hudgens! 'Nessa immediately to work, battering her rival into the ropes and then punishing her for the remainder of the round. But. When the bell sounds, Mishy's on her feet. Down 48-46, but still standing.
ROUND SIX:
'Nessa on the attack. Mishy still wobbly, and Hudgens knows well that NOW is the time to get her out of there. Williams giving ground, covering up, jabbing back here and there, looking to be in deep trou...BOOM! Right-hand counter, Michelle! And Hudgens is HURT! Vanessa stumbles backward, wide-eyed. Where did that COME from? But, solving that little mystery is the LEAST of 'Nessa's worries at the moment, because Williams is all over her and DOWN GOES HUDGENS! A short right hook ends a vicious flurry and leaves 'Nessa on her right side in the sand! Mishy to a neutral corner. 'Nessa to her belly at six. Pushes to hands and knees at eight...and JUST beats the count. Ref looking closely at Hudgens during the mandatory, but he's not stopping this. Mishy is waived forward and she comes SNARLING at Vanessa, forcing her back into the ropes and giving her an absolute going OVER as the ref seems ready to pounce...but somehow 'Nessa makes the bell. When it rings, Mishy's taken it 10-8 and we're even again, this time at 56.
ROUND SEVEN:
Mishy rampant. She's got Vanessa in trouble and she's determined to keep her there. She's lining up the brunette, whose legs remain undependable, and working her over with hard combinations to both head and body. BOTH head and body. Because, Williams wants to finish NOW, but she's also smart enough to hedge her bets. Just in CASE, she wants to do some attrition that will affect 'Nessa's legs in the long term. Round is a nightmare for Hudgens. She's being buffeted across the sand, taking, taking, taking, just trying to run some clock, get some time for those great gams of hers to recover. And, while she's doing that, her hated rival is giving her a serious beating. By the time the bell rings, Michelle's pitched a shutout and gone into the lead 66-65.
ROUND EIGHT:
Williams after 'Nessa and WALKS INTO A RIGHT HAND! Hudgens keyholes a beautiful straight right and MISHY IS HURT! Blonde stumbling backward, nearly going down in the sand. And HERE COMES HUDGENS! 'Nessa winging away with both hands, thumping the blonde back into the ropes and then making with the artillery strikes. Williams in a high guard, just playing defense, jabbing back here and there as she looks to ride this out. Brunette determined to finish. She's ignoring fire sale on body to work almost exclusively upstairs, buffeting Williams' head back and forth with heavy leather as the referee looks in closely. Last thirty seconds are grim for Mishy. It looks like she's ready to go. But, somehow, the blonde hangs on to the bell. When it rings, Vanessa's tossed a shutout to even things at 75.
ROUND NINE:
'Nessa in control. She's backing up a wobbly-legged Williams with hard, accurate shot. Michelle unable to stabilize her front. She's staying off the ropes, but that's about all she can manage at the moment, save the occasional counter. Hudgens very sound, but not overly cautious now. She's been told in the corner that the scores are about even. She knows if she can grab this round and keep Michelle on her back foot in the next one, she'll likely get her hand raised anyway. But. It's the finish she wants and the finish she's determined to get. But, as the round goes on, that proves elusive. Williams' legs begin coming back late, and, while it's far TOO late for Michelle to get in the round, she is able to fire back in the final thirty seconds, giving as good as she gets. But, when the final seconds tick off, it's 'Nessa wide and up 85-84 with one to go.
ROUND TEN:
Hudgens after Williams. Coming forward behind her jab. Backing Mishy up. EATING A RIGHT HAND COUNTER! And VANESSA IS HURT! Less than three minutes from probable victory, the brunette is now wobbly-butt and it's the blonde who's looking for the finish. Williams pouring on the fire, digging deep into reserves of energy to try to finish this thing right now. Quickly, Hudgens is rope bound and Williams is winging away. No body work now. The clock's ticking and she wants this over with. Vanessa holding on grimly. Referee again looking it. Mishy actually glancing back at him once as if to ask what she has to do to get a stoppage. Because she is giving Vanessa a POUNDING. GOOD right uppercut from Mishy wobbles 'Nessa's legs again with seconds to go. Ref thinks about it...but lets the fight continue. Michelle throwing punch after punch. Nothing coming back. Ref can't...BELL! BELL! 'Nessa survives. Mishy's taken it wide. But. The cards are even at 94. Ref huddles with the judges to confirm things. Yes. WE. ARE. GOING. OVERTIME!
ROUND ELEVEN:
Mishy coming forward, backing 'Nessa up, scoring well with both hands early. About a minute in, though, 'Nessa's legs are coming back and she's able to move laterally again, slowing the blonde's offensive. Result is a slower version of the terms we saw earlier, Hudgens looking to move and Williams looking to bring to her to battle by cutting the ring. Slower, because both women are tired now, and understandably so. Still, nobody's getting sloppy. Michelle's angling. Vanessa is jabbing and moving the feet. And, the crowd is happy for the breather after what it's seen in the last several rounds. Final seconds see 'Nessa forcing the pace in an effort to make up the early stagger, but she can't get it done. When the judges reveal their cards after the bell, Williams has won 10-9 and now leads 104-103 and and clinch by taking the twelfth.
ROUND TWELVE:
Hudgens circling. Mishy looking to cut and force exchanges. In the 140th round these two have fought. 140. 'Nessa seemingly getting a second wind as the legs are moving better now, and that's surprising not only because we're in round twelve, but because she's been fighting in sand for those first eleven rounds. And, it's making a difference. Williams not able to bring her to battle as often in this stanza as she did in the last. When they're trading, the blonde's getting the better of it. But, when Vanessa's dancing across the sand? Well, then Hudgens is doing most of the scoring. And, as both fighters are getting some, but not all of what they want, it's a near thing the entire way. In fact, when the bell rings, Williams raises her arms in victory thinking she's just won the fight. She hasn't. When the scorecards are revealed, Hudgens has won 10-9. We're even at 103 and going to the thirteenth.
ROUND THIRTEEN:
Ladies starting to run on fumes now. 'Nessa's second wind gone. She's lead legged as she tries to circle. This, of course, helps Mishy in her efforts to create the exchanges the blonde wants. But. Not all that much. Because, Williams is all in, too. Thirty six minutes of hard-fought battle on the sand has taken it out of both fighters. But, there's a fight to be won, and both of these women are competitors. With a crapton of HATE built up for the woman in front of them. So, the effort slows, but it continues. And, once again, there's not a lot in it. Both women are landing here and there. Nobody's getting a ton done, because the mind is willing, but the flesh is weak. It's almost a mercy when the bell rings. And, then the judges reveal the cards. Michelle. 10-9. Williams leads 113-112 and can again win it in the fourteenth.
ROUND FOURTEEN:
Ladies still game, but the tanks are now empty. Not even fumes left. Everything is in slow motion now, despite the best efforts of two Hall of Fame fighters. But, those efforts continue, as both blonde and brunette remain determined to find a way to victory. And, then, about a minute in, Williams traps Hudgens in a corner and begins letting the hands go, landing a hard right hand and then TAKING A RIGHT HAND COUNTER AND GOING DOWN! That quickly, Williams is down on her right side in the sand. 'Nessa can barely make the neutral corner. Ref begins counting down on Michelle, who gets to all fours, grabs the bottom rope, and begins climbing. Mishy rises from her knees before the pounding proves too much. The blonde loses her grip on the top cable at nine and nosedives into the beach. AND ITS OVER!
The referee calls for the bell as Hudgens raises her hands tiredly in victory.
Pandemonium!
The Lookout crew pushes their way into the makeshift ring, while Mishy’s Consortium counterparts stare at their shoetops in disappointment from the front row. It’s another classic but as Williams absently flops to her back barely conscious, her sweaty face, chest and tummy caked with sand, your emphatic winner by KO14 is Vanessa Hudgens!
AFTER:
“You aren’t coming back from this one, b*tch,” Vanessa informs, rising and tugging Williams up with her, the searing from her scalp partially rousing the bewildered blonde.
Hudgens dramatically wipes her hands of the demolished blonde, ready to spread her wings for the next act of her career, finally leaving Mishy in the dust as she exits the ring.
(Words: Front Street & HISC / Results: Lookout!)
BEFORE:
Obviously, no introduction needed. Because, it says here, this is the best rivalry in the FCBA. Simply because it has everything. Blonde vs. Brunette. FCBA original vs. Vanessa Come Lately. Blue blood Academy Award nominee vs. Disney brat. Technician vs. Athlete. Hall of Famer vs. Hall of Famer. And, of course, there's the mutual disdain. Most important, though, is that both sides have gotten theirs. And, both sides want more. And are confident of getting it.
"What amazes me," says Mishy with a hint of a smile, "Is that she keeps coming back for more. I mean, I've HAD my career, and, while I'm not finished YET, nothing that comes after this is going to change my legacy. But. I've taken YEARS off of hers. YEARS. She's not even 32 and people are saying she's close to shot. And, that's ALL Michelle Williams. ALL of it."
"I'm not CLOSE to shot," says Vanessa. "I'll be around long after Michelle is putting her teeth in a glass beside her bed, count on THAT."
ROUND ONE:
Here's what amazes the rest of us. That these two can resist the urge to just have AT one another. But, they can, at least in the first. Because, there's Vanessa making with those famous legs, circling, jabbing, making Michelle try to cut and bring her to battle. And, the blonde, as she's done at times in other meetings, fails to do that. Instead, Vanessa ranges across the sand, stopping quickly for a flurry, then getting back to the jab and circle, before stopping again to punish her hated rival, then circle out of Dodge. Has to be frustrating for the blonde, but, she's been here before. Many times. She stays patient, keeps working the feet. Finally, late in the round, she able to bring Hudgens to battle and the pair put together several spirited exchanges that get the crowd going. When the bell rings, though, 'Nessa's got it wide to lead 10-9.
ROUND TWO:
Mishy angling, cutting off 'Nessa. Forcing exchanges. And, the brunette is HAPPY to exchange. HAMMER. AND. TONGS. Ladies really going at it in the center of the ring. Sand and fists flying and the crowd going absolutely nuts. Nobody's hurt, but sweat sent flying repeatedly as hard, accurate leather continues landing. Things begin slowing a bit about mid-round, settle into some good boxing at middle distances. Both fighters having their moments on these terms, and, again, neither able to gain a real edge. Finally, in the last thirty, Mishy uses some body work to set up a couple of nice flurries, and those flurries prove the difference in a closely-contested stanza. When the bell rings, Michelle's got it by a cat's whisker and we're even at 19 after two rounds.
ROUND THREE:
Williams building off the late flurry. She's squaring up 'Nessa, forcing her to cover up. Hudgens looking like being slowed a little by that sand, and the blonde taking full advantage. She's getting in rhythm now, taking the fight to the brunette. Hudgens on the defensive for the first time in the fight and not liking it. She's getting cut off, lined up, and suppressed by the blonde, who's looking not just to pile up hurt, but to stack points as well, and that's exactly what she's doing. For her part, 'Nessa able to score here and there with flurries, but, before she can really build anything, Mishy tosses her back onto the defensive with sharp combinations of her own. By the time the bell rings, the brunette's looking grumpy and the blonde is barely suppressing a smirk. She's got it wide and now leads 29-28.
ROUND FOUR:
Hudgens adjusts. Yeah. No shock there. These two have now completed 131 rounds of competition against one another, so, its pretty safe to say neither is going to toss out something the other hasn't seen before. So, Hudgens adjusts. She gives a little extra ground as she circles, and, all of a sudden, she's finding some space again. Now, she's not ranging across the entire beach or anything. The blonde's still able to cut and force exchanges at times, but, at others, Vanessa's able to stay in open ocean, and, when she can, she controls things, as she will. It's all coming down to who gets more of what she wants, and, when the bell sounds ending the round, it's Vanessa who's done that, and only just. Hudgens takes it narrowly, and, we're once again even, this time at 38.
ROUND FIVE:
Cat and mouse. Vanessa ranging. Michelle angling, cutting, creating exchanges in which the blonde is getting the better of th...BOOM! Right hand, 'NESSA and MISHY IS HURT! Williams wobbles on the spot, nearly goes down, and Vanessa starts winging away with everything she has and DROPS MICHELLE TO THE SAND! Williams blown to her back by a right hook. 'Nessa DANCES to a neutral corner, being sure to use a back kick to send sand into the face of her sputtering rival before doing so. But, if 'Nessa thinks she's won this thing, she's in for a nasty surprise. Williams is up at eight. And, while she's looking as iffy as she is sand covered, the ref gives her the mandatory and waives on Hudgens! 'Nessa immediately to work, battering her rival into the ropes and then punishing her for the remainder of the round. But. When the bell sounds, Mishy's on her feet. Down 48-46, but still standing.
ROUND SIX:
'Nessa on the attack. Mishy still wobbly, and Hudgens knows well that NOW is the time to get her out of there. Williams giving ground, covering up, jabbing back here and there, looking to be in deep trou...BOOM! Right-hand counter, Michelle! And Hudgens is HURT! Vanessa stumbles backward, wide-eyed. Where did that COME from? But, solving that little mystery is the LEAST of 'Nessa's worries at the moment, because Williams is all over her and DOWN GOES HUDGENS! A short right hook ends a vicious flurry and leaves 'Nessa on her right side in the sand! Mishy to a neutral corner. 'Nessa to her belly at six. Pushes to hands and knees at eight...and JUST beats the count. Ref looking closely at Hudgens during the mandatory, but he's not stopping this. Mishy is waived forward and she comes SNARLING at Vanessa, forcing her back into the ropes and giving her an absolute going OVER as the ref seems ready to pounce...but somehow 'Nessa makes the bell. When it rings, Mishy's taken it 10-8 and we're even again, this time at 56.
ROUND SEVEN:
Mishy rampant. She's got Vanessa in trouble and she's determined to keep her there. She's lining up the brunette, whose legs remain undependable, and working her over with hard combinations to both head and body. BOTH head and body. Because, Williams wants to finish NOW, but she's also smart enough to hedge her bets. Just in CASE, she wants to do some attrition that will affect 'Nessa's legs in the long term. Round is a nightmare for Hudgens. She's being buffeted across the sand, taking, taking, taking, just trying to run some clock, get some time for those great gams of hers to recover. And, while she's doing that, her hated rival is giving her a serious beating. By the time the bell rings, Michelle's pitched a shutout and gone into the lead 66-65.
ROUND EIGHT:
Williams after 'Nessa and WALKS INTO A RIGHT HAND! Hudgens keyholes a beautiful straight right and MISHY IS HURT! Blonde stumbling backward, nearly going down in the sand. And HERE COMES HUDGENS! 'Nessa winging away with both hands, thumping the blonde back into the ropes and then making with the artillery strikes. Williams in a high guard, just playing defense, jabbing back here and there as she looks to ride this out. Brunette determined to finish. She's ignoring fire sale on body to work almost exclusively upstairs, buffeting Williams' head back and forth with heavy leather as the referee looks in closely. Last thirty seconds are grim for Mishy. It looks like she's ready to go. But, somehow, the blonde hangs on to the bell. When it rings, Vanessa's tossed a shutout to even things at 75.
ROUND NINE:
'Nessa in control. She's backing up a wobbly-legged Williams with hard, accurate shot. Michelle unable to stabilize her front. She's staying off the ropes, but that's about all she can manage at the moment, save the occasional counter. Hudgens very sound, but not overly cautious now. She's been told in the corner that the scores are about even. She knows if she can grab this round and keep Michelle on her back foot in the next one, she'll likely get her hand raised anyway. But. It's the finish she wants and the finish she's determined to get. But, as the round goes on, that proves elusive. Williams' legs begin coming back late, and, while it's far TOO late for Michelle to get in the round, she is able to fire back in the final thirty seconds, giving as good as she gets. But, when the final seconds tick off, it's 'Nessa wide and up 85-84 with one to go.
ROUND TEN:
Hudgens after Williams. Coming forward behind her jab. Backing Mishy up. EATING A RIGHT HAND COUNTER! And VANESSA IS HURT! Less than three minutes from probable victory, the brunette is now wobbly-butt and it's the blonde who's looking for the finish. Williams pouring on the fire, digging deep into reserves of energy to try to finish this thing right now. Quickly, Hudgens is rope bound and Williams is winging away. No body work now. The clock's ticking and she wants this over with. Vanessa holding on grimly. Referee again looking it. Mishy actually glancing back at him once as if to ask what she has to do to get a stoppage. Because she is giving Vanessa a POUNDING. GOOD right uppercut from Mishy wobbles 'Nessa's legs again with seconds to go. Ref thinks about it...but lets the fight continue. Michelle throwing punch after punch. Nothing coming back. Ref can't...BELL! BELL! 'Nessa survives. Mishy's taken it wide. But. The cards are even at 94. Ref huddles with the judges to confirm things. Yes. WE. ARE. GOING. OVERTIME!
ROUND ELEVEN:
Mishy coming forward, backing 'Nessa up, scoring well with both hands early. About a minute in, though, 'Nessa's legs are coming back and she's able to move laterally again, slowing the blonde's offensive. Result is a slower version of the terms we saw earlier, Hudgens looking to move and Williams looking to bring to her to battle by cutting the ring. Slower, because both women are tired now, and understandably so. Still, nobody's getting sloppy. Michelle's angling. Vanessa is jabbing and moving the feet. And, the crowd is happy for the breather after what it's seen in the last several rounds. Final seconds see 'Nessa forcing the pace in an effort to make up the early stagger, but she can't get it done. When the judges reveal their cards after the bell, Williams has won 10-9 and now leads 104-103 and and clinch by taking the twelfth.
ROUND TWELVE:
Hudgens circling. Mishy looking to cut and force exchanges. In the 140th round these two have fought. 140. 'Nessa seemingly getting a second wind as the legs are moving better now, and that's surprising not only because we're in round twelve, but because she's been fighting in sand for those first eleven rounds. And, it's making a difference. Williams not able to bring her to battle as often in this stanza as she did in the last. When they're trading, the blonde's getting the better of it. But, when Vanessa's dancing across the sand? Well, then Hudgens is doing most of the scoring. And, as both fighters are getting some, but not all of what they want, it's a near thing the entire way. In fact, when the bell rings, Williams raises her arms in victory thinking she's just won the fight. She hasn't. When the scorecards are revealed, Hudgens has won 10-9. We're even at 103 and going to the thirteenth.
ROUND THIRTEEN:
Ladies starting to run on fumes now. 'Nessa's second wind gone. She's lead legged as she tries to circle. This, of course, helps Mishy in her efforts to create the exchanges the blonde wants. But. Not all that much. Because, Williams is all in, too. Thirty six minutes of hard-fought battle on the sand has taken it out of both fighters. But, there's a fight to be won, and both of these women are competitors. With a crapton of HATE built up for the woman in front of them. So, the effort slows, but it continues. And, once again, there's not a lot in it. Both women are landing here and there. Nobody's getting a ton done, because the mind is willing, but the flesh is weak. It's almost a mercy when the bell rings. And, then the judges reveal the cards. Michelle. 10-9. Williams leads 113-112 and can again win it in the fourteenth.
ROUND FOURTEEN:
Ladies still game, but the tanks are now empty. Not even fumes left. Everything is in slow motion now, despite the best efforts of two Hall of Fame fighters. But, those efforts continue, as both blonde and brunette remain determined to find a way to victory. And, then, about a minute in, Williams traps Hudgens in a corner and begins letting the hands go, landing a hard right hand and then TAKING A RIGHT HAND COUNTER AND GOING DOWN! That quickly, Williams is down on her right side in the sand. 'Nessa can barely make the neutral corner. Ref begins counting down on Michelle, who gets to all fours, grabs the bottom rope, and begins climbing. Mishy rises from her knees before the pounding proves too much. The blonde loses her grip on the top cable at nine and nosedives into the beach. AND ITS OVER!
The referee calls for the bell as Hudgens raises her hands tiredly in victory.
Pandemonium!
The Lookout crew pushes their way into the makeshift ring, while Mishy’s Consortium counterparts stare at their shoetops in disappointment from the front row. It’s another classic but as Williams absently flops to her back barely conscious, her sweaty face, chest and tummy caked with sand, your emphatic winner by KO14 is Vanessa Hudgens!
AFTER:
Vanessa’s in recovery mode for a dozen or so seconds but the increasing realization a shellshocked Michelle remains laid out, the only movement of the platinum blonde the soft swell of her heaving chest, fills Hudgens with one last burst of adrenaline.
Vanessa pushes her way through a few hangers-on, reaching a bleary-eyed Mishy, the blonde propping on her elbows, body having created little mini-dunes on either side of the rocked flyweight. Perfect pearlies flashing, Hudgens drops to one knee and sinks a set of nails into Michelle’s silvery bob, pulling her drooping head up for a nearby camera, showing Williams off like a prized safari trophy. She brushes the sticky sand off the dazed features of her bitter rival and gives Mishy’s left cheek a patronizing smooch.
When the FCBA’s ultimate enemies reach their feet, Hudgens bullies the battered Mishy into a corner, her Lookout compatriots living up to their stable name, forming a phalanx to keep Williams’ outnumbered HISC teammates at bay. A glistening Nessa stuffs a mewling Michelle as deep into the corner as physics will allow. Hudgens celebrates her newly won 7-6 career edge by climbing to the middle ropes, a leg on either side of her foe. She ‘feeds’ Michelle her shining, tawny tummy, Hudgens showing off her unrivalled fitness up close and personal to the sputtering and sniffling Michelle.
Williams tries to turn to a cheek to the victor’s abs, but Vanessa quickly remedies. Using her hands as brackets she imposes her will, coercing Mishy to place her lips and elfin nose on the smooth, silky steel of her bronzed belly.
“Enjoy it, Mishy,” she rages, “because you’re going to remember it for the rest of your life.”
Nessa swabs Michelle’s face across her flat tummy like she’s using the blonde’s mug to polish her abdomen. With the exhaustion of the fight and the humiliation accumulating, Michelle’s legs start to buckle. Vanessa drops back to the beach to keep Michelle upright and let the loser have a little oxygen.
With Williams slightly revived, Hudgens pushes in tight, Michelle weakly trying to squirm out of the corner when Vanessa wraps her arms round the back of Mishy’s noggin and pulls Michelle’s nose and mouth into her cleavage. Though it’s hardly JMD-sized weaponry, the front sleeper works wonders on Williams. With the Hall of Famer already spent, burying Mishy in her chest takes the remainder of the blonde’s consciousness in mere moments.
Feeling her vanquished rival go slack draws a look of euphoric satisfaction from Nessa. She carefully allows Michelle to slide down her frame and settle on her haunches next to her. The spiteful Hudgens wakens the blonde for more with a stinging slap, and another and a third, the combination bringing Michelle burbling back to life, spittle dribbling over her bottom lip and down her chin.
“Good lord, old woman. Look at yourself,” Nessa chortles. “Your image is being sent live across the globe and this is what you show them?”
Williams’ welled eyes begin to overflow, tears streaming down her face. She’d been so close to finally ending their war on top after so many years of being either tied or one step behind and now reality was crashing down around her in the twilight.
Vanessa turns her taut cheeks toward Mishy, waggling her backside in front of the fearful, hazel eyes of her foe.
“We all know you’re mine. I own you,” Vanessa insists, her derriere hovering menacingly in front of Michelle’s mug.
“But there’s one more thing I want from you I earned and had stolen from me. Your f*ckin’ career!”
Nessa backs dat ass up until the crack is nearly forcing Michelle’s beak between, a depleted Williams pleading between sobs she’d had enough.
“I know you have, Mishy. Which is why I want you to announce your retirement. HERE AND NOW!”
“Pl…pl…please. Leave me that,” Michelle begs.
“Do you want to find out how many ways a blonde can be embarrassed by the World’s Fittest?! Give me what I want and you can skulk away. Don’t and you’re gonna discover the worst way I can smother you out.”
“No more titles. No more Top Ten,” a blubbering Michelle offers.
“What? You think this a negotiation?”
Vanessa bops her buttocks into Michelle’s face, Williams whiplashing away from the butt-check before her head returns with more of a wobble. Hudgens turns to the nearest lens, or second nearest as the nearest continues to focus on Michelle’s dreadful condition.
“Don’t let it ever be said I’m not kind to the little people that confirm my greatness. I accept. Michelle Williams. You can never again accept a title match nor face any fighter in the Top Ten at any time. And seeing as I’ll never be out of the Top Ten, you’ll be a sad decrepit gatekeeper, clinging to the last vestige of your pathetic profession but unable to get what you want most. Say you accept and I’ll leave you to your fate.”
Michelle tries to stifle her weeping, only partially successfully.
“Hurry up, b*tch,” an aggravated Nessa adds.
“I accept,” Mishy moans between sobs.
Vanessa nods to the lens.
“WHO’S THE CONQUEROR?! YOU’RE DAMN RIGHT!”
Hudgens offers Michelle a hand, a fearful Williams accepting, clearly concerned about angering the woman offering. Nessa pulls Mishy to her feet and PLOWS a forearm shiver into Michelle’s jaw that drops the blonde like she’s deadweight, Williams ending in a spreadeagle at Vanessa’s feet.
