Post by Lookout! Boxing on Sept 24, 2021 21:50:32 GMT -6
Eliza Taylor
vs Hayley Orrantia
Before: Forgotten sisters of their stable’s bantam retinues meeting with the need to finish the year strong as younger stablemates are bringing in gold. Eliza suffering from lack of action, but has made the most of the ones she has had. The same can’t be said for Hayley, who’s punted four of the six chances she’s had in a span where Taylor’s only had three fights.
Eliza wears a light pink black and white striped bikini with gold gloves. Her boots are pink with gold laces. Hayley in purple bikini with white gloves, boots are brown with turquoise lacings.
R1: Eliza a bit wild, swinging off balance, Hayley gets underneath and levers blonde awkwardly to ropes. Orrantia compact, sliding to an oblique angle to the left…SHE’S HOOKING TAYLOR’S TITS! Hayley getting juicy spank in there--tidy biting hooks against lush cleavage, Eliza bug-eyed, momentarily helpless to stop the pounding. Taylor gets her feet under her and brawls off the ropes, snarling as she goes to the belly with pulsing rapid fire hooks, Orrantia has to clinch and blonde twists HER back to the ropes. Eliza bodying up, then digging two-fisted tummy and rack--stacking and slugging as Hayley reels on her heels. Tempestuous back and forth goes beyond the bell as both beauties give in to mindless temptation.
R2: Each fighter working her way in close, crisscrossing straight punches and snuggling up mouth on shoulder, eager to get into the trenches: curvy little legs, backsides strain for position on the inside. Girls working to worm their hands in over the opponent's hands, wriggling for position, then pumping into trim tummies and tits. Plenty of shoulder-bumping as both girls are would-be in-fighters, jostling each other for room. Laying in, girls take turns pounding three punch bursts off each other's tummies - big, chugging blasts, arms thrashing back and forth. Bit by bit, it's Eliza: Hayley outslugged, outbumped, outworked, outmuscled by slender margins. At the bell, Orrantia brightens, jogs back to her corner: she's convinced she got the better of Taylor, it's so close. In reality, blonde's starting to open up an early lead on the cards.
R3: Hayley mixes it up a little - still pushing in strong, but now also stepping back, walking Eliza onto shots. Orrantia bodying up on Taylor, then turning her in the clinches: blonde's output drops as she struggles to set her feet. Hayley scrounging and digging - claiming steadily against prime belly and breast meat - but she's also finding Eliza with the odd stubby jab to face, and a straight-arm, fade-away hook to sternum while shifting weight to right foot. Crisp, smart punching from Orrantia shows she's no dope: she's touched Taylor up bell to bell.
R4: Mouth on shoulder, sluggers pushing into each other midring, turning gently clockwise as they plow the goods. Both like to dangle the left hand while lifting snug right uppercuts to offending body: super-tight punching just pumping in, tenderizing the meat. Chins on opposing left shoulders, both are well situated to place hooks to paunch and flank - usually off a well-executed little left-shoulder bump. Squirming for position, nuzzling into each other's necks, fighters pump and dig at each other's tummies - elbows drawing back to load up plugging punches. Constant, mindless work - vixens always in contact, always working, panting and grunting in concert. Hayley the busier, probably coming forward more often: but both fighters getting worn down through 4.
R5: Hayley gambling early, swinging away right/left outside, missing over the top as Eliza ducks. Taylor hooking out of the crouch, catching Orrantia a stout left to mouth... brunette stumbling back on her heels, demoralized with hurt. Ropes: Eliza helping herself to a swinging right roundhouse to Hayley's waist, pouring in head-and-left shoulder, pushing off to hook at her waist/ribs, then curling hooks across tits. Orrantia sagging against ropes - right hand at left cheek/left across her gut... she's waning here, wilting against ropes, looking shabby. Taylor sees the hurt, pours on extra: bending and twisting at the waist, pitchin' from her pockets to really slam away big. Hayley trying to tuck her chin down in between her mitts, keeping elbows in; hard gloves bouncing off skull/flanks; cutting across waistline; fitting in tuff behind either elbow... blonde girl on a jailbreak now, just pasting her brunette. Orrantia swooning, reacting slowly as punches move her this way and that... her legs give way and down she goes, belly-down at Taylor's feet. Panting Eliza brightening, hands up as she's sidestepping the rubble, glancing down prettily at her KO5 victim.
After: Eliza showing she’s not completely outclassed by her younger stablemates by bashing her way through a midteir slugfest.
vs Hayley Orrantia
(Words: O & E / Results: Lookout!)
Before: Forgotten sisters of their stable’s bantam retinues meeting with the need to finish the year strong as younger stablemates are bringing in gold. Eliza suffering from lack of action, but has made the most of the ones she has had. The same can’t be said for Hayley, who’s punted four of the six chances she’s had in a span where Taylor’s only had three fights.
Eliza wears a light pink black and white striped bikini with gold gloves. Her boots are pink with gold laces. Hayley in purple bikini with white gloves, boots are brown with turquoise lacings.
R1: Eliza a bit wild, swinging off balance, Hayley gets underneath and levers blonde awkwardly to ropes. Orrantia compact, sliding to an oblique angle to the left…SHE’S HOOKING TAYLOR’S TITS! Hayley getting juicy spank in there--tidy biting hooks against lush cleavage, Eliza bug-eyed, momentarily helpless to stop the pounding. Taylor gets her feet under her and brawls off the ropes, snarling as she goes to the belly with pulsing rapid fire hooks, Orrantia has to clinch and blonde twists HER back to the ropes. Eliza bodying up, then digging two-fisted tummy and rack--stacking and slugging as Hayley reels on her heels. Tempestuous back and forth goes beyond the bell as both beauties give in to mindless temptation.
R2: Each fighter working her way in close, crisscrossing straight punches and snuggling up mouth on shoulder, eager to get into the trenches: curvy little legs, backsides strain for position on the inside. Girls working to worm their hands in over the opponent's hands, wriggling for position, then pumping into trim tummies and tits. Plenty of shoulder-bumping as both girls are would-be in-fighters, jostling each other for room. Laying in, girls take turns pounding three punch bursts off each other's tummies - big, chugging blasts, arms thrashing back and forth. Bit by bit, it's Eliza: Hayley outslugged, outbumped, outworked, outmuscled by slender margins. At the bell, Orrantia brightens, jogs back to her corner: she's convinced she got the better of Taylor, it's so close. In reality, blonde's starting to open up an early lead on the cards.
R3: Hayley mixes it up a little - still pushing in strong, but now also stepping back, walking Eliza onto shots. Orrantia bodying up on Taylor, then turning her in the clinches: blonde's output drops as she struggles to set her feet. Hayley scrounging and digging - claiming steadily against prime belly and breast meat - but she's also finding Eliza with the odd stubby jab to face, and a straight-arm, fade-away hook to sternum while shifting weight to right foot. Crisp, smart punching from Orrantia shows she's no dope: she's touched Taylor up bell to bell.
R4: Mouth on shoulder, sluggers pushing into each other midring, turning gently clockwise as they plow the goods. Both like to dangle the left hand while lifting snug right uppercuts to offending body: super-tight punching just pumping in, tenderizing the meat. Chins on opposing left shoulders, both are well situated to place hooks to paunch and flank - usually off a well-executed little left-shoulder bump. Squirming for position, nuzzling into each other's necks, fighters pump and dig at each other's tummies - elbows drawing back to load up plugging punches. Constant, mindless work - vixens always in contact, always working, panting and grunting in concert. Hayley the busier, probably coming forward more often: but both fighters getting worn down through 4.
R5: Hayley gambling early, swinging away right/left outside, missing over the top as Eliza ducks. Taylor hooking out of the crouch, catching Orrantia a stout left to mouth... brunette stumbling back on her heels, demoralized with hurt. Ropes: Eliza helping herself to a swinging right roundhouse to Hayley's waist, pouring in head-and-left shoulder, pushing off to hook at her waist/ribs, then curling hooks across tits. Orrantia sagging against ropes - right hand at left cheek/left across her gut... she's waning here, wilting against ropes, looking shabby. Taylor sees the hurt, pours on extra: bending and twisting at the waist, pitchin' from her pockets to really slam away big. Hayley trying to tuck her chin down in between her mitts, keeping elbows in; hard gloves bouncing off skull/flanks; cutting across waistline; fitting in tuff behind either elbow... blonde girl on a jailbreak now, just pasting her brunette. Orrantia swooning, reacting slowly as punches move her this way and that... her legs give way and down she goes, belly-down at Taylor's feet. Panting Eliza brightening, hands up as she's sidestepping the rubble, glancing down prettily at her KO5 victim.
After: Eliza showing she’s not completely outclassed by her younger stablemates by bashing her way through a midteir slugfest.