Post by Lookout! Boxing on Jan 25, 2017 9:56:08 GMT -6
DANIELLE CAMPBELL VS SAMMI HANRATTY. REVISED.
PRETTY LITTLE PUNCHERS VS THE WANNABEES MINI-STABLE WAR II
Boxing on the Beach
Fight #3
Writing; Archer & The Wannabees Results: Lookout
Danielle: 21 YO, 5’3 (1.60 m) 7-5-0 since 2014, Pretty Little Punchers
Sammi: 21 YO, 5’1 (1.57 m,), 5-3-0 since 2015, The Wannabees
Before: One month following the initial beach boxing mini-stable war, The Wannabees and Pretty Little Puncher teams returned to the exclusive resort island for the third and deciding bout. Apparently to ensure interest in the event, the promoters had agreed to allow more members of the two teams to accompany the actual fighters.
For The Wannabees, Sammi Hanratty and trainer Shannen Doherty were accompanied by Zoey Deutch, Stella Hudgens, but also by Sami Gayle and Miranda Cosgrove. (This seemed to reinforce the rumors about Sarah Hyland not being happy with Stella Hudgens, Sammi Hanratty’s best friend being involved this series).
For the Pretty Little Punchers, Danielle Campbell would have her trainer Nia Peeples and communications director Autumn Reeser. Joining them was Janel Parish, Lucy Hale and Ashley Benson. The PLP having won the first Mini-War back in the summer were confident they would again triumph. (Naturally, The Wannabees were equally confident they would emerge victorious).
Both teams were allowed to spend a week swimming, riding and enjoying the resort, though the fighters themselves worked hard on their training. (As an additional bonus prize, the winning team would be given a special dinner and presented with a large trophy. All the teams eagerly packed their best party dresses for this anticipated event). The resort kept a team of photographers and videographers following the team around (these would all be part of the “Special Features” on the planned DVD/Blu Ray and online PPV).
The resort had taken pains to keep the two teams in separate wings of the main hotel and private beaches on opposite sides of the island. Even so there were reports of impromptu encounters between individuals. One tale had Shannen Doherty taking on both Nia Peeples and Autumn Reeser in a bar and leave both with torn dresses and bloody noses. The Puncher denounced this as propaganda and supplied a tale of a powder room encounter in which Lucy Hale and Ashley dunked Sami Gayle and Sarah Hyland’s head in two toilets. The W’s denied this happened quite the way the Punchers related it insisting Sami and Sarah fought back and Lucy and Ashley got dunked as well!
And of course, there was that Wannabee’s turning at the Punchers private beach aboard Jet-Skis. They zipped around driving the Punchers out of the water, but did not actually come ashore before speeding away. “Too chicken to actually fight us,” Janel Parrish sniffed. However the Punchers made a similar raid that sprayed water all over the large raft where the W’s were having a pleasant afternoon of sunbathing. Needless to say, the whole resort was abuzz with excitement and social media carried the reports to the mainland. The PPV sign up as well as the actual crowd at the beach were now even larger than the first two bouts. The promoters were thrilled as the money rolled in and the fighters’ prize money grew accordingly.
The arrangement for the fight was the same, though the ring had been moved closer to the waterline (about 6 feet away) to allow for a larger live audience which now sat in deluxe bleachers (padded seating and umbrella shading). There were tents for each fighter with tents for refreshments, the judges and a medical tent (mostly for those who had mixed too much sun with too much adult beverages before the fight had even started). The fighter, their stablemates and corner crew were in opposite corners.
Entering the ring, the two fighters threw off short silk robes (scooped up by attendants—Janel Parrish for DC and Zoey Deutch for Sammi) to reveal their fighting lingerie. Danieller had opened for red satiny bra and panties with a golden DC logo woven into the hip of her panties and her left bra cup. Sammi went for purple satin with white lace trim. Danielle had red gloves with golden laces and a golden ribbon securing her ponytail. Sammi had purple gloves with white laces and a braid with purple and white ribbon woven into it. At 5’3 Danielle had a couple of inches on the 5’1 Sammi, but the smaller Wannabee fighter stood shoving her body defiantly into DC’s. The referee had to be firm in maintaining order as the sun screen glistening beauties listened, gloves on hips and looking impatient. Soon enough the pair had been dispatched to their corners of the sandy ring and the bell rang. A burst of cheers arose from the watching crowd as Danielle and Sammi shot from their corners.
R1: Danielle struck first with some bouncing shots off Sammi’s head, but Sammi drove forward with pounding shots into Dani’s breasts. They came to a stop, dug in their bare feet and began to send a storm of leather into each other. It seemed as though they were straining into this punching storm trying to force the other back by sheer impact of blows. These were moistly smacking into their straining torsos, but with little attention being paid to defense, jaws and chins began to struck. Dani’s attention became more and more focused on Sammi’s chest, but then she suddenly shifted fire into Sammi’s belly. Sammi was knocked back by these punches and then had her head swatted by DC’s follow up punching, but Sammi came right back at Dani’s knockers with fierce punching that put the taller young woman in retreat. DC regrouped and went in again and then action surged back and forth. Some late shots that rocked Sammi to the body seemed to be what gave a close round to Dani. The two stood glaring at each other, aching chests heaving until the referee stepped in to send them to their corners.
R2: Sammi wasted no time in carrying the fight to DC’s body with a churning attack that had Dani falling back as her belly and breasts were pounded. Sammi moved with determination to try to try to force Dani into the ropes. By sheer ferocity of her attack she actually rammed Dani into the seaside ropes and tried to pin her there. Dani slid along the ropes and manage to crack Sammi across the head with a desperate right. Sammi staggered back from this blow and DC was quick to spring after her and try to circle around Sammi with the evident intent of introducing her to the ropes. Sammi began to shake off the shot to the head and come fighting back against DC’s offensive. Sammi was now striking at Dani’s belly just move the waistband of her panties. Dani was hunching forward and backing up as the round ended. Another close round, but this one went to Sammi Hanratty.
R3: Dani and Sammi charged right back into reach other, but this time Sammi went for DC’s jaw with her opening punches. Dani taking these hard, but swinging right back to rattle Sammi’s jaws with her counters. They both were working the sand with surprising ease as they circled each other and kept up a steady rate of fire. The punching was now dropping down to breast, belly and some solid rib banging. Sammi seemed to find DC’s ribs particularly attractive and made the PLP wince as the shots struck her sides under her arms. Dani tried to shift her feet to make her flanks less of a target, but it now harder for her to get good punches into Sammi. Sammi then leaps in to smack Dani’s cheeks and give her nose a shot. DC was trickling blood from one nostril as the round ended with Sammi Hanratty again able to edge out Danielle Campbell.
R4: Danielle seemed to take her bloodied nose as a challenge went right back at Sammi in the following round with a hard driving facial attack. Sammi was ducking and punching as DC came in and she did avoid a lot of direct hits. However DC was determined and her gloves began to find their way into Sammi’s facial features. Sammi was struck hard to lips, eyes and nose (now she had a trickle of blood) as Dani took vengeance. Sammi pulled back, but was jabbing fiercely to keep Dani from getting in more face shots. DC quickly changed her punching to body work as she smacked Sammi hard to breasts and belly. Sammi jabbed on but Dani was not slowed doen as managed to emerge victorious in yet another close round.
R5: Both fighters were bruised and sweating hard from not only the hot overhead sun, but their own all-out efforts. Wiped down and their sun screen replaced, they came back out with plenty of energy still left. Again they came together a fierce battle of body punching, but then they both backed up and swung away with more freedom than before. This brought a swirling action to the battle as they slammed each other into the ropes on one side of the ring and then other. (The fighter striking the ring being able to dart away without being pinned). Then they came together pounding belly and ribs with strong efforts. Danielle was able to get in some solid blows to the top of Sammi’s head and smashed her squarely in the nose. Sammi staggered back, bleeding again from the nose, but she seemed to rally behind her jab and give Dani a shot to the nose that made her shudder. Dani ducked down and put more punches into Sammi’s belly and keep her backing up to the bell. Dani could then book a close, but hard-earned round.
R6: Bloody noses were cleaned up and the fighters came out swinging with renewed vigor. Dani went back to Sammi’s belly while the Wannabee fighter was giving DC’s breasts a thorough hammering. The two began to move towards the Oceanside of the ring and then tried to push each other into it. This led to a clinches that looked more like besarhugs. (It was amusing to watch the smaller Sammi, her arms wrapped around Dani, the side of her face against Dani’s chest and slamming her against the ropes. The referee had to break up several of these and the fight moved back to the center of the ring where Dani and Sammi got into another body battle. The sand was churned up as they again tried to push each back, but they seemed to reach a stalemate and had to just hang in there to the bell. They staggered away from each other looking rubbery legged and breathing hard as sweat dripped from their aching bodies. As the fighters sat slumped and gasping, the judges looked at their cards and pronounced the round a DRAW.
R7: Once again, the young fighters seemed to find new energy as they bounded off their stools as the action resumed. Sammi Hanratty moved particularly fast and brought a smashing right cross to the side of Danielle’s side. DC DROPPED ON HER FACE! The crowd gasped in shock as Dani lay sprawled in the sand and she looked up in groggy surprise as Sammi stood over her looking down with a big grin. DC let out a groan and lowered her head. Sammi trotted off to the neutral corner as the referee moved in. Dani pulled herself together as the count began to rise and with a courageous effort finally made it erect at “…NINE!”
“I’M TAKING YOUR PANTIES, CAMPBELL! JUST YOU WAIT AND SEE!” Sammi called out before popping her mouthpiece back in and heading for the shaken DC.
Danielle did rally from the knockdown. She kept her jab working and she moved to keep distance between herself and Sammi. Sammi kept trying to close on Dani, but the jab kept knocking her back. Sammi was still trying to work her way in close on DC, but kept being pushed back by the jab as time ran out in the round. However the knockdown ensured this would go down as a Sammi Hanratty round—wide.
R8: Danielle seemed to have recovered as this round got started, but she was now more patient as Sammi came rushing in. Dani used her jab to smack Sammi’s head back. Then she did some chipping hooks into Sammi’s already battered stomach that had Sammi looking sickly. Finally she did a feint to more belly punching, but instead planted three quick rights to the jaw and a left uppercut to the chin. DOWN WENT SAMMI HANRATTY! Sammi staggered back into the Oceanside ropes, hit hard and then slid down into a seated position.
“IT’S YOUR PANTIES THAT WILL BE PULLED OFF!” Danielle hissed after spitting out her mouthpiece for a moment. (Sammi let out a groan, though it was not clear if this was in response to DC’s bold threat).
The referee had to push Danielle to the neutral corner before starting the count. This, of course, gave Sammi extra time to recover. Sammi used the ropes behind her to help pull herself up in time to beat the count, but she definitely seemed shaken by the setback. Dani hurried back in and maintained a heavy pressure on Sammi. Sammi was using her jab and her footwork to keep going to the bell, but she looked like the whole previous 8 rounds had suddenly caught up her as she made her way to her corner on shivering legs.
R9: Sammi made a brave effort to come out fighting in this round. She started out firing shots at Danielle’s head and body, but DC was now started to circle on much fresher legs. Sammi began to struggle to keep up. Dani then went on the attack striking at Sammi’s head and body but with surprise moves that Sammi was unable to block. Bit by but, Dani picked up the pace and cut off the ring on Sammi. Then she backed her up towards those Oceanside ropes. Sammi tried to make a stand in front of the ropes, digging her toes in and trying to keep Danielle back with her jab. Dani just kept punching finally getting deep hooks into Sammi’s belly to double her up and then bringing a crashing left into the side of her. Sammi spun around and collapsed on the ropes which suddenly sagged then deposited her face-down on the sand! Sammi lay there on top of the ropes looking like she was trying to crawl to the gently lapping waves 6 feet away. Dani went to the neutral corner as the puzzled referee decided to count. Sammi somehow made it to her knees, but kept crawling and then collapsed again just as the count reached “TEN—YOU’RE OUT!”
THE WINNER: DANIELLE CAMPBELL KO9!
After: What followed was pure, if fascinating to watch, chaos. Shannen Doherty climbed into the ring to argue the knockout shouldn’t count. The Wannabees and Punchers rushed to the ring and got into a series of wild shoving matches. Meanwhile, Sammi Hanratty had crawled to the water’s edge and splashed water on herself. This seemed to revive her for when Danielle Campbell appeared to claim her trophies, Sammi started joining the argument that she had not actually lost!
“What did you say?” Dani demanded as Sammi stood defiantly in front of her.
“I said you didn’t beat me! I beat the count! The ring got knocked down so I win by DQ!”
“You have lost your mind!” DC snapped.
“I want your panties!” Sammi insisted and made a grab for Danielle’s red satin undies.
“You’re not getting them!” DC said cried and pushed Sammi back. Then as Sammi fell to her knees, Dani sprang forward and grabbed her by the hair. She then dragged the howling Sammi down the beach and finally threw her face down onto the sand. DC then stood with one foot holding Sammi down while trying to pull the purple and white panties off the indignant Wannabee.
“What were you saying about taking my panties?” Dani taunted as she pulled the garment clear of Sammi’s legs. She maintained the foot on Sammi’s back while she twirled the captured panties around. Then she stunned Sammi with a foot stomp that slammed her into the sand.
“Guess what I’m taking next?” Dani leered as she began to play with two hooks of Sammi’s bra.
Sammi’s head was twisted around and she could look up into DC’s implacable eyes. Sammi’s eyes widened as she realized she really was about to be stripped.
“Now how do we do this?” Dani was saying as she taunting ran her fingers along the hook. Sammi let out a groan and turned away, her eyes closed trying not to see the embarrassment that was about to happen. “I know—like this—“ Dani said and released one hook, leaving only one holding the bra in place. “You don’t seem to be liking this very much. Aw, let me put you out of your mis---“
While all this had been going on, Sammi’s friend Stella Hudgens had gotten away from the brawl in the ring and saw Sammi’s plight. The brawl had left Stella stripped to her black bra and panties , but without hestitation, Stella raced across the sand and threw herself into Danielle Campbell! The impact sent DC skidding across the sand. By the time, Danielle had regained her feet, Stella was trying to wrap Sammi in a blanket, but in doing so she seemed to have forgotten all about DC.
Suddenly, there was a tap on Stella’s shoulder and she automatically turned. That’s when DC’s fist struck her in the nose! Stella staggered back, now moaning in pain as she clutched at her agonized nose, but a second later DC’s fist caught her on the chin. Stella collapsed onto Sammi, out cold as DC rubbed the aching knuckles of her right fist.
“Darn that hurts! No wonder we wear gloves! You should have minded your own business, Stella,” DC said, though there was no reply from KO’d Stella Hudgens as she lay across Sammi. DC then gathered up Sammi’s bra and panties.
“I ought to take your undies, Stella, but you were trying to help a friend, I’ll let you keep them.,” DC said to the now moaning Stella, who didn’t seem to appreciate the gesture.
Danielle then headed back to the ring where she found her Puncher friends in charge. The Wannabees were being led away by Security.
Danielle held up the purple and white bra and panties: “It’s over—we won and Sammi Hanratty left with her birthday suit!”
The other Punchers surrounded her in a circle of victorious cheers and hugs. Over and over they kept shouting: “WE BEAT THEM! WE WON!”
Meanwhile Sammi, wrapped in her towel led the dazed Stella Hudgens away. She soon found her badly shaken teammates gathered behind some bushes away from the scene of their disaster.
“This is not over!” She told them fiercely. “Not at all!” The others all lit up in hope….
One night later, the Punchers having celebrated their latest stable victory into the night, got word that The Wannabees had departed the island in a huff still claiming Sammi’s loss was unfair.
“What a bunch of sore losers!:” Ashley Benson said to the team.
“Let them go, we’ve got a victory dinner to go to,” Autumn Reeser said. “Let’s meet back here when we’re ready.”
The ladies went to their respective rooms and dressed in their best party dresses before heading back to Autumn’s suite. They had only just assembled there when there was a knock at the door. There stood a woman with black hair with cameras slung around her neck.
“Hello, I’m supposed to get some pictures of you ladies in your gowns and then down in the banquet room with the trophy,” the photographer said already snapping pictures of the Punchers.
“Oh all right,” Autumn said and joined in the posing.
The photographer seemed to know her stuff and efficiently got pictures of all the Punchers in their party finery.
“Very good, now let me take you to the Banquet Room, I know a shortcut,” she said.
The Punchers followed her into an elevator and then down a narrow hall. They were strung out as they walked so that they failed to realize that someone was jumping out of side doors and pulling them in before they could cry out. Only when only DC and Autumn were left and they were in front of a door, did the lights go out in the hall….
Sometime later….
When the Pretty Little Punchers failed to show up at their own banquet and were not in their rooms, alarmed Resort executives instituted a search. Suddenly a strange thumping was heard in an unused meeting room. The door was unlocked and there were the missing Punchers bound and gagged in their underwear. Hung over them was a painted banner: COMPLIMENTS OF THE WANNABEES! WE LIKE YOUR DRESSES BETTER THAN YOUR UNDIES!”
In the air….
The seaplane bearing the Wannabees and their trophy dresses was now safely away. The photographer had shed her black wig and peeled off her movie-quality mask.
“I have to say, I took some great ‘Before and After’ shots of those girls,:” Laura Vandervoort said.
“Thank you for helping us,” Shannen Doherty said.
“Well, they humiliated Addie Kane and Willa Holland, I figured Foxfire owed the PLP one and besides, I think I was a much better fake photographer than Kaya Scoerlario ever was. I actually have pictures we can let be mysteriously posted on the internet,” Laura said.
They all burst out laughing as they passed around Laura’s digital cameras and looked over the pictures of the fuming, helpless Punchers minus their dresses.
“Having dresses on our trophy wall is going to be so neat. No other stable or fighter ever thought of that!” Shannen Doherty said.
“They brought it on themselves,” Zoey Deutch said.
“We earned that payback,” Sami Gayle agreed.
“It wasn’t easy overpowering them one at a time but we did it,” Stella Hudgens chimed , “Even my poor nose doesn’t hurt nearly as much as it did before I peeled that dress off DC Campbell!”
“And stripping off their dresses—oh how they howled and cried! I almost forgot about how my fight turned out,” said Sammi Hanratty said in laughing agreement.
“Your losing was so unfair,” Miranda Cosgrove told Sammi and the others all nodded.
“I just wonder what will happen next,” Zoey said thoughtfully. “They are going to be plenty mad at us for this.”
“Take from an old catfighter,” said Shannen, “don’t worry about the next fight—just savor the one you just won.”
The others all shared a hug even as they tried not to think about what a good question that was. What would the Pretty Little Punchers do next?
PRETTY LITTLE PUNCHERS VS THE WANNABEES MINI-STABLE WAR II
Boxing on the Beach
Fight #3
Writing; Archer & The Wannabees Results: Lookout
Danielle: 21 YO, 5’3 (1.60 m) 7-5-0 since 2014, Pretty Little Punchers
Sammi: 21 YO, 5’1 (1.57 m,), 5-3-0 since 2015, The Wannabees
Before: One month following the initial beach boxing mini-stable war, The Wannabees and Pretty Little Puncher teams returned to the exclusive resort island for the third and deciding bout. Apparently to ensure interest in the event, the promoters had agreed to allow more members of the two teams to accompany the actual fighters.
For The Wannabees, Sammi Hanratty and trainer Shannen Doherty were accompanied by Zoey Deutch, Stella Hudgens, but also by Sami Gayle and Miranda Cosgrove. (This seemed to reinforce the rumors about Sarah Hyland not being happy with Stella Hudgens, Sammi Hanratty’s best friend being involved this series).
For the Pretty Little Punchers, Danielle Campbell would have her trainer Nia Peeples and communications director Autumn Reeser. Joining them was Janel Parish, Lucy Hale and Ashley Benson. The PLP having won the first Mini-War back in the summer were confident they would again triumph. (Naturally, The Wannabees were equally confident they would emerge victorious).
Both teams were allowed to spend a week swimming, riding and enjoying the resort, though the fighters themselves worked hard on their training. (As an additional bonus prize, the winning team would be given a special dinner and presented with a large trophy. All the teams eagerly packed their best party dresses for this anticipated event). The resort kept a team of photographers and videographers following the team around (these would all be part of the “Special Features” on the planned DVD/Blu Ray and online PPV).
The resort had taken pains to keep the two teams in separate wings of the main hotel and private beaches on opposite sides of the island. Even so there were reports of impromptu encounters between individuals. One tale had Shannen Doherty taking on both Nia Peeples and Autumn Reeser in a bar and leave both with torn dresses and bloody noses. The Puncher denounced this as propaganda and supplied a tale of a powder room encounter in which Lucy Hale and Ashley dunked Sami Gayle and Sarah Hyland’s head in two toilets. The W’s denied this happened quite the way the Punchers related it insisting Sami and Sarah fought back and Lucy and Ashley got dunked as well!
And of course, there was that Wannabee’s turning at the Punchers private beach aboard Jet-Skis. They zipped around driving the Punchers out of the water, but did not actually come ashore before speeding away. “Too chicken to actually fight us,” Janel Parrish sniffed. However the Punchers made a similar raid that sprayed water all over the large raft where the W’s were having a pleasant afternoon of sunbathing. Needless to say, the whole resort was abuzz with excitement and social media carried the reports to the mainland. The PPV sign up as well as the actual crowd at the beach were now even larger than the first two bouts. The promoters were thrilled as the money rolled in and the fighters’ prize money grew accordingly.
The arrangement for the fight was the same, though the ring had been moved closer to the waterline (about 6 feet away) to allow for a larger live audience which now sat in deluxe bleachers (padded seating and umbrella shading). There were tents for each fighter with tents for refreshments, the judges and a medical tent (mostly for those who had mixed too much sun with too much adult beverages before the fight had even started). The fighter, their stablemates and corner crew were in opposite corners.
Entering the ring, the two fighters threw off short silk robes (scooped up by attendants—Janel Parrish for DC and Zoey Deutch for Sammi) to reveal their fighting lingerie. Danieller had opened for red satiny bra and panties with a golden DC logo woven into the hip of her panties and her left bra cup. Sammi went for purple satin with white lace trim. Danielle had red gloves with golden laces and a golden ribbon securing her ponytail. Sammi had purple gloves with white laces and a braid with purple and white ribbon woven into it. At 5’3 Danielle had a couple of inches on the 5’1 Sammi, but the smaller Wannabee fighter stood shoving her body defiantly into DC’s. The referee had to be firm in maintaining order as the sun screen glistening beauties listened, gloves on hips and looking impatient. Soon enough the pair had been dispatched to their corners of the sandy ring and the bell rang. A burst of cheers arose from the watching crowd as Danielle and Sammi shot from their corners.
R1: Danielle struck first with some bouncing shots off Sammi’s head, but Sammi drove forward with pounding shots into Dani’s breasts. They came to a stop, dug in their bare feet and began to send a storm of leather into each other. It seemed as though they were straining into this punching storm trying to force the other back by sheer impact of blows. These were moistly smacking into their straining torsos, but with little attention being paid to defense, jaws and chins began to struck. Dani’s attention became more and more focused on Sammi’s chest, but then she suddenly shifted fire into Sammi’s belly. Sammi was knocked back by these punches and then had her head swatted by DC’s follow up punching, but Sammi came right back at Dani’s knockers with fierce punching that put the taller young woman in retreat. DC regrouped and went in again and then action surged back and forth. Some late shots that rocked Sammi to the body seemed to be what gave a close round to Dani. The two stood glaring at each other, aching chests heaving until the referee stepped in to send them to their corners.
R2: Sammi wasted no time in carrying the fight to DC’s body with a churning attack that had Dani falling back as her belly and breasts were pounded. Sammi moved with determination to try to try to force Dani into the ropes. By sheer ferocity of her attack she actually rammed Dani into the seaside ropes and tried to pin her there. Dani slid along the ropes and manage to crack Sammi across the head with a desperate right. Sammi staggered back from this blow and DC was quick to spring after her and try to circle around Sammi with the evident intent of introducing her to the ropes. Sammi began to shake off the shot to the head and come fighting back against DC’s offensive. Sammi was now striking at Dani’s belly just move the waistband of her panties. Dani was hunching forward and backing up as the round ended. Another close round, but this one went to Sammi Hanratty.
R3: Dani and Sammi charged right back into reach other, but this time Sammi went for DC’s jaw with her opening punches. Dani taking these hard, but swinging right back to rattle Sammi’s jaws with her counters. They both were working the sand with surprising ease as they circled each other and kept up a steady rate of fire. The punching was now dropping down to breast, belly and some solid rib banging. Sammi seemed to find DC’s ribs particularly attractive and made the PLP wince as the shots struck her sides under her arms. Dani tried to shift her feet to make her flanks less of a target, but it now harder for her to get good punches into Sammi. Sammi then leaps in to smack Dani’s cheeks and give her nose a shot. DC was trickling blood from one nostril as the round ended with Sammi Hanratty again able to edge out Danielle Campbell.
R4: Danielle seemed to take her bloodied nose as a challenge went right back at Sammi in the following round with a hard driving facial attack. Sammi was ducking and punching as DC came in and she did avoid a lot of direct hits. However DC was determined and her gloves began to find their way into Sammi’s facial features. Sammi was struck hard to lips, eyes and nose (now she had a trickle of blood) as Dani took vengeance. Sammi pulled back, but was jabbing fiercely to keep Dani from getting in more face shots. DC quickly changed her punching to body work as she smacked Sammi hard to breasts and belly. Sammi jabbed on but Dani was not slowed doen as managed to emerge victorious in yet another close round.
R5: Both fighters were bruised and sweating hard from not only the hot overhead sun, but their own all-out efforts. Wiped down and their sun screen replaced, they came back out with plenty of energy still left. Again they came together a fierce battle of body punching, but then they both backed up and swung away with more freedom than before. This brought a swirling action to the battle as they slammed each other into the ropes on one side of the ring and then other. (The fighter striking the ring being able to dart away without being pinned). Then they came together pounding belly and ribs with strong efforts. Danielle was able to get in some solid blows to the top of Sammi’s head and smashed her squarely in the nose. Sammi staggered back, bleeding again from the nose, but she seemed to rally behind her jab and give Dani a shot to the nose that made her shudder. Dani ducked down and put more punches into Sammi’s belly and keep her backing up to the bell. Dani could then book a close, but hard-earned round.
R6: Bloody noses were cleaned up and the fighters came out swinging with renewed vigor. Dani went back to Sammi’s belly while the Wannabee fighter was giving DC’s breasts a thorough hammering. The two began to move towards the Oceanside of the ring and then tried to push each other into it. This led to a clinches that looked more like besarhugs. (It was amusing to watch the smaller Sammi, her arms wrapped around Dani, the side of her face against Dani’s chest and slamming her against the ropes. The referee had to break up several of these and the fight moved back to the center of the ring where Dani and Sammi got into another body battle. The sand was churned up as they again tried to push each back, but they seemed to reach a stalemate and had to just hang in there to the bell. They staggered away from each other looking rubbery legged and breathing hard as sweat dripped from their aching bodies. As the fighters sat slumped and gasping, the judges looked at their cards and pronounced the round a DRAW.
R7: Once again, the young fighters seemed to find new energy as they bounded off their stools as the action resumed. Sammi Hanratty moved particularly fast and brought a smashing right cross to the side of Danielle’s side. DC DROPPED ON HER FACE! The crowd gasped in shock as Dani lay sprawled in the sand and she looked up in groggy surprise as Sammi stood over her looking down with a big grin. DC let out a groan and lowered her head. Sammi trotted off to the neutral corner as the referee moved in. Dani pulled herself together as the count began to rise and with a courageous effort finally made it erect at “…NINE!”
“I’M TAKING YOUR PANTIES, CAMPBELL! JUST YOU WAIT AND SEE!” Sammi called out before popping her mouthpiece back in and heading for the shaken DC.
Danielle did rally from the knockdown. She kept her jab working and she moved to keep distance between herself and Sammi. Sammi kept trying to close on Dani, but the jab kept knocking her back. Sammi was still trying to work her way in close on DC, but kept being pushed back by the jab as time ran out in the round. However the knockdown ensured this would go down as a Sammi Hanratty round—wide.
R8: Danielle seemed to have recovered as this round got started, but she was now more patient as Sammi came rushing in. Dani used her jab to smack Sammi’s head back. Then she did some chipping hooks into Sammi’s already battered stomach that had Sammi looking sickly. Finally she did a feint to more belly punching, but instead planted three quick rights to the jaw and a left uppercut to the chin. DOWN WENT SAMMI HANRATTY! Sammi staggered back into the Oceanside ropes, hit hard and then slid down into a seated position.
“IT’S YOUR PANTIES THAT WILL BE PULLED OFF!” Danielle hissed after spitting out her mouthpiece for a moment. (Sammi let out a groan, though it was not clear if this was in response to DC’s bold threat).
The referee had to push Danielle to the neutral corner before starting the count. This, of course, gave Sammi extra time to recover. Sammi used the ropes behind her to help pull herself up in time to beat the count, but she definitely seemed shaken by the setback. Dani hurried back in and maintained a heavy pressure on Sammi. Sammi was using her jab and her footwork to keep going to the bell, but she looked like the whole previous 8 rounds had suddenly caught up her as she made her way to her corner on shivering legs.
R9: Sammi made a brave effort to come out fighting in this round. She started out firing shots at Danielle’s head and body, but DC was now started to circle on much fresher legs. Sammi began to struggle to keep up. Dani then went on the attack striking at Sammi’s head and body but with surprise moves that Sammi was unable to block. Bit by but, Dani picked up the pace and cut off the ring on Sammi. Then she backed her up towards those Oceanside ropes. Sammi tried to make a stand in front of the ropes, digging her toes in and trying to keep Danielle back with her jab. Dani just kept punching finally getting deep hooks into Sammi’s belly to double her up and then bringing a crashing left into the side of her. Sammi spun around and collapsed on the ropes which suddenly sagged then deposited her face-down on the sand! Sammi lay there on top of the ropes looking like she was trying to crawl to the gently lapping waves 6 feet away. Dani went to the neutral corner as the puzzled referee decided to count. Sammi somehow made it to her knees, but kept crawling and then collapsed again just as the count reached “TEN—YOU’RE OUT!”
THE WINNER: DANIELLE CAMPBELL KO9!
After: What followed was pure, if fascinating to watch, chaos. Shannen Doherty climbed into the ring to argue the knockout shouldn’t count. The Wannabees and Punchers rushed to the ring and got into a series of wild shoving matches. Meanwhile, Sammi Hanratty had crawled to the water’s edge and splashed water on herself. This seemed to revive her for when Danielle Campbell appeared to claim her trophies, Sammi started joining the argument that she had not actually lost!
“What did you say?” Dani demanded as Sammi stood defiantly in front of her.
“I said you didn’t beat me! I beat the count! The ring got knocked down so I win by DQ!”
“You have lost your mind!” DC snapped.
“I want your panties!” Sammi insisted and made a grab for Danielle’s red satin undies.
“You’re not getting them!” DC said cried and pushed Sammi back. Then as Sammi fell to her knees, Dani sprang forward and grabbed her by the hair. She then dragged the howling Sammi down the beach and finally threw her face down onto the sand. DC then stood with one foot holding Sammi down while trying to pull the purple and white panties off the indignant Wannabee.
“What were you saying about taking my panties?” Dani taunted as she pulled the garment clear of Sammi’s legs. She maintained the foot on Sammi’s back while she twirled the captured panties around. Then she stunned Sammi with a foot stomp that slammed her into the sand.
“Guess what I’m taking next?” Dani leered as she began to play with two hooks of Sammi’s bra.
Sammi’s head was twisted around and she could look up into DC’s implacable eyes. Sammi’s eyes widened as she realized she really was about to be stripped.
“Now how do we do this?” Dani was saying as she taunting ran her fingers along the hook. Sammi let out a groan and turned away, her eyes closed trying not to see the embarrassment that was about to happen. “I know—like this—“ Dani said and released one hook, leaving only one holding the bra in place. “You don’t seem to be liking this very much. Aw, let me put you out of your mis---“
While all this had been going on, Sammi’s friend Stella Hudgens had gotten away from the brawl in the ring and saw Sammi’s plight. The brawl had left Stella stripped to her black bra and panties , but without hestitation, Stella raced across the sand and threw herself into Danielle Campbell! The impact sent DC skidding across the sand. By the time, Danielle had regained her feet, Stella was trying to wrap Sammi in a blanket, but in doing so she seemed to have forgotten all about DC.
Suddenly, there was a tap on Stella’s shoulder and she automatically turned. That’s when DC’s fist struck her in the nose! Stella staggered back, now moaning in pain as she clutched at her agonized nose, but a second later DC’s fist caught her on the chin. Stella collapsed onto Sammi, out cold as DC rubbed the aching knuckles of her right fist.
“Darn that hurts! No wonder we wear gloves! You should have minded your own business, Stella,” DC said, though there was no reply from KO’d Stella Hudgens as she lay across Sammi. DC then gathered up Sammi’s bra and panties.
“I ought to take your undies, Stella, but you were trying to help a friend, I’ll let you keep them.,” DC said to the now moaning Stella, who didn’t seem to appreciate the gesture.
Danielle then headed back to the ring where she found her Puncher friends in charge. The Wannabees were being led away by Security.
Danielle held up the purple and white bra and panties: “It’s over—we won and Sammi Hanratty left with her birthday suit!”
The other Punchers surrounded her in a circle of victorious cheers and hugs. Over and over they kept shouting: “WE BEAT THEM! WE WON!”
Meanwhile Sammi, wrapped in her towel led the dazed Stella Hudgens away. She soon found her badly shaken teammates gathered behind some bushes away from the scene of their disaster.
“This is not over!” She told them fiercely. “Not at all!” The others all lit up in hope….
One night later, the Punchers having celebrated their latest stable victory into the night, got word that The Wannabees had departed the island in a huff still claiming Sammi’s loss was unfair.
“What a bunch of sore losers!:” Ashley Benson said to the team.
“Let them go, we’ve got a victory dinner to go to,” Autumn Reeser said. “Let’s meet back here when we’re ready.”
The ladies went to their respective rooms and dressed in their best party dresses before heading back to Autumn’s suite. They had only just assembled there when there was a knock at the door. There stood a woman with black hair with cameras slung around her neck.
“Hello, I’m supposed to get some pictures of you ladies in your gowns and then down in the banquet room with the trophy,” the photographer said already snapping pictures of the Punchers.
“Oh all right,” Autumn said and joined in the posing.
The photographer seemed to know her stuff and efficiently got pictures of all the Punchers in their party finery.
“Very good, now let me take you to the Banquet Room, I know a shortcut,” she said.
The Punchers followed her into an elevator and then down a narrow hall. They were strung out as they walked so that they failed to realize that someone was jumping out of side doors and pulling them in before they could cry out. Only when only DC and Autumn were left and they were in front of a door, did the lights go out in the hall….
Sometime later….
When the Pretty Little Punchers failed to show up at their own banquet and were not in their rooms, alarmed Resort executives instituted a search. Suddenly a strange thumping was heard in an unused meeting room. The door was unlocked and there were the missing Punchers bound and gagged in their underwear. Hung over them was a painted banner: COMPLIMENTS OF THE WANNABEES! WE LIKE YOUR DRESSES BETTER THAN YOUR UNDIES!”
In the air….
The seaplane bearing the Wannabees and their trophy dresses was now safely away. The photographer had shed her black wig and peeled off her movie-quality mask.
“I have to say, I took some great ‘Before and After’ shots of those girls,:” Laura Vandervoort said.
“Thank you for helping us,” Shannen Doherty said.
“Well, they humiliated Addie Kane and Willa Holland, I figured Foxfire owed the PLP one and besides, I think I was a much better fake photographer than Kaya Scoerlario ever was. I actually have pictures we can let be mysteriously posted on the internet,” Laura said.
They all burst out laughing as they passed around Laura’s digital cameras and looked over the pictures of the fuming, helpless Punchers minus their dresses.
“Having dresses on our trophy wall is going to be so neat. No other stable or fighter ever thought of that!” Shannen Doherty said.
“They brought it on themselves,” Zoey Deutch said.
“We earned that payback,” Sami Gayle agreed.
“It wasn’t easy overpowering them one at a time but we did it,” Stella Hudgens chimed , “Even my poor nose doesn’t hurt nearly as much as it did before I peeled that dress off DC Campbell!”
“And stripping off their dresses—oh how they howled and cried! I almost forgot about how my fight turned out,” said Sammi Hanratty said in laughing agreement.
“Your losing was so unfair,” Miranda Cosgrove told Sammi and the others all nodded.
“I just wonder what will happen next,” Zoey said thoughtfully. “They are going to be plenty mad at us for this.”
“Take from an old catfighter,” said Shannen, “don’t worry about the next fight—just savor the one you just won.”
The others all shared a hug even as they tried not to think about what a good question that was. What would the Pretty Little Punchers do next?