Post by Stephanie McMahon on Dec 24, 2016 21:14:14 GMT -6
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Semifinals of the Snowstorm Series
Hannah Ferguson versus Kaley Cuoco
(Results: Lookout!, Words: Cas)
Before: Hannah Ferguson wanting to push her luck yet again in facing the much more experienced and deadly Kaley Cuoco, looking for the same result after Ferguson’s shock win over the former Lightweight champion, Blake Lively, in the first round of the JMDD tournament! The blonde doesn't seem to believe her good fortune herself, declaring confidently: “I overcame Lively. If I could do that, Cuoco is pushover material!”
As expected, Cuoco not amused nor impressed by Hannah’s progress or overall career thus far. “She got some lucky hits in on Blake, and her fights so far have been yawn,” Kaley declares, rolling her eyes. “Here’s where I stop the Hannah freight train and show her how real fighters brawl.”
Round 1: Kaley looking to make good on her promise, comes out of corner sharp and fast, jamming fists into Hannah’s chest and forcing the Vixen to go on defensive early. Hannah compelled to cover up her assets like a precious treasure, leaving little room for the counter-attack. Hannah looks plain-nervous -- could self-doubt finally be seeping in? Is she really out of her element? Kaley certainly thinks so -- general smirk on her face as she aggressively pounds on Hannah’s. Hannah cursing, no choice but to switch strategy and evade the blonde. Rest of round spent dodging Cuoco's punches, managing few and far between counter-blows to the Big Bang Theory star's jugs.
Round 2: Kaley seething at fists not finding flesh, instead, first minute spent playing catch-up to Hannah’s faster footwork. Hannah side-shuffles to her left as another left hand sails pass her face, tags Cuoco in the cheek with quick counter-jab, but Cuoco still has eyes on her rival, SLAMS her fist into Hannah’s chin in brutal uppercut!! Hannah fell for the feint, paying for it with follow up pounding on her jugs left-right, then Kaley eager to plunder tummy with chopping right hands, shuddering Ferguson’s body as they crash into her abs, but Hannah, for some reason, refuses to retreat -- returns punishment with left hook to Kaley’s cheek, then shoves her fist direct into her face, blinding Cuoco's line of sight, whilst right hand just throbs her abs over and over again with a vengeance. Both girls clinch for respite, do their best to wrestle back and forth towards ropes, but little progress, instead resort to fists digging into each others' sides, but both too proud to budge feet. Bell rings and ref forces the separation to the relief of both girls.
Round 3: Kaley seems to realize now Hannah has more bite than bark, her high-guard pounded upon by a resurgent Hannah with her stiff jabs. Hannah glad to slam fists into Kaley’s tummy to get her to drop protection, scrub her across her face, but results in Kaley enraged by blonde disrespect, content to shove her fist into Hannah’s cheek with counter-punches whenever the younger blonde has the audacity to violate her body and chest with leather. Kaley suddenly resurgent -- with Amazon cry, wades in and flattens both of Hannah's orbs with gloves. Hannah gasps in shock, wincing, but wits still about her, SLAMS A DOUBLE-UPPERCUT into Cuoco’s chin, snapping her head and body backward into ropes! Cuoco raises fists high for protection; eyes bulge wide as Hannah already in her face, turns Cuoco's proud abs into mush with right-left hands. Bell rings but Hannah refusing to retreat immediately, props Kaley's slumped body up with a glove while digging her right hand into Cuoco's left jug, hissing into her ear: "This is how *I* brawl..." before referee steps in between to save Cuoco from more punishment.
Round 4: Fists crash into bodies, faces as both ladies eager to advance lead through aggression. Kaley is getting inside and dirty, throwing sharp hooks to Hannah’s jugs in sweet revenge, trying to teach Hannah how *she* brawls. Hannah gasping in pain at chest pains, but grits teeth and SHOCKS Kaley with a great hook underneath to already damaged tummy, drawing a HOOUFFF from blonde, before splashing many hammers into Cuoco's cheeks: left first, then right, ROCKING the actress as she staggers to her right, into the ropes once again!! Hannah with Kaley every step of way - strong punches hammering face, body, and guard, then the Vixen gets her jug payback with both gloves plunging into Cuoco’s breasts at the same time, flattening both jugs with a loud haaaggh - Cuoco desperate for clinch, gets shoved back to ropes and gets SOCKED on the chin once more!! Kaley’s eyes glaze over suddenly as she falls face-forward onto the canvas! KNOCKDOWN HANNAH!
3...4… Kaley’s eyes sealed closed, but mouth still open on canvas as she sucks in deep breaths on her knees.
5...6… Hannah still looking like she can brawl further or go the distance, bouncing on toes and stretching her body in the corner.
7...8… Cuoco managing to sit up slightly, but still struggling to prop up her body with two gloves planted on canvas.
9… Cuoco trying to rise on one knee, but she’s still seeing stars, head shaking from side to side -- falls back down to all fours!!
10!! IT’S OVVERRR!!
Official decision: Hannah Ferguson defeats Kaley Cuoco via KO4!!
After: Hannah naturally ecstatic at consecutive wins over two highly-respected veterans -- jumps up and down in her corner and hugs her teammates as they stream into the ring to congratulate her. Soon, attention turns back to Kaley Cuoco, who had managed to crawl back to the ropes before her corner helped her back to her stool. Hannah locks eyes as she strides over, gloves falling to the ground one by one as she does so. Standing over Kaley, who’s still breathing hard, Hannah places her hands on hips and smirks, “I’ll admit, Cuoco... you have a hell of a right hand.”
A smile can't help but break over Kaley’s face as she heaves back, “So do you, b*tch.”
“But hope you understand... nothing personal, rules are rules, yadayada. Plus... I think you owe these babies an apology for coming after them so aggressively.” Hannah states, matter-of-factly, cupping both her jugs in her hands as she coos.
Look of pained reluctance on Kaley’s face as she’s straddled on her stool -- Hannah comfortably sitting on her lap, wrapping her long legs around Kaley's waist and squeezing her body tight. Hannah grabs two handfuls of blonde hair as she looks down at her conquered foe, Kaley's face just inches away from her jugs. “Kiss them and say you're sorry,” she whispers. Kaley now has a look of defiance in her eyes as she shakes her head vigorously, fighting back the tears. “No? Ok then.” Hannah decides to put her out of misery, pulling her face deep into the middle of her rack. Kaley lets loose muffled moans, arms slapping at sweaty back, as Hannah wraps her biceps tightly around the back of the head and just constricts limps around Cuoco’s body, like a hungry snake. After a minute (or two), Kaley's moaning dies down -- Hannah pulls her sweat-stained face out of her steaming cleavage, but just barely, so that Kaley's lips still pressed into the curve of jug flesh, her eyes fluttering wildly from lack of oxygen. “That wasn't too bad, was it?” Hannah whispers and gently places a kiss of her own on Cuoco’s slick forehead: “Anytime you want a rematch, these babies will be waiting for you.” With that, she reliefs herself from perch, letting Cuoco’s spent body slump back to corner. Hannah raises fist to the crowd in victory pose, other hand pointing at invisible opponent in the crowd, shouting: “Your turn, Atkinson! I’ve already jugged you out once -- didn't think you were so eager for more!!” Out there in the stands, a seething Tahnee Atkinson remembers the same jugs pressed to her face -- a familiar and unpleasant memory for sure -- vows to have her revenge this time with a reversal of roles in the JMDD tournament final match.