Post by caspian on Feb 12, 2017 4:22:29 GMT -6
CBAD: Charlotte McKinney versus Jenna Pietersen (JMDD)
Charlotte:
(23, 5’8, 145, 6:2 FCBA, Free Agent)
Jenna:
(29, 5’10, 124, BBU Debut, Free Agent)
Before: Charlotte looking excited about the fight, bouncing up and down with her assets in tow. The blonde coming off a loss against rookie Karlie Kloss, hoping to redeem her name here and also promote her upcoming movie by wearing a tight-fitting Baywatch-like red swimsuit that definitely accentuates her curvy figure.
“Jenna’s a workout,” Charlotte smirks. “I’m pissed about losing Karlie, and it’s a damn shame that my stable closed down, but I’m sure a huge number of offers will be lining up at my door after I’m done with her. My luck’s gonna turn with this fight.”
Jenna folding her arms across her chest, looking slightly amused in her dark violet lingerie top and briefs, with white gloves. “Charlotte’s the only reason why Los Ingobernables closed down,” the brunette begins, drawing a sharp glare from Mckinney, warning her to watch what she says next. But Jenna continues: “Rumour is… once she lost the JMDD title to Kate, she’s been on nothing but a downward spiral, bringing her stable down with her.”
“Shut up, you little BBU b*tch. What do you know?” Charlotte immediately retaliates, unable to contain her anger.
Jenna smiles, shrugging. “I know what I know. And I know that I’m not afraid of some washed up *former* champion. Bring it on, Mckinney.”
Both girls steaming as they meet each other in the center of the stage, Jenna’s belittling smirk proving too much for a too-proud Charlotte, who smiles sweetly at first, then surprise-smacks her across the face with a loud SLAP that rings throughout the room. Jenna stunned for a moment, before retaliating with her own fist smashing into the blonde’s chin, knocking her head to the side. Officials contain the ensuing chaos, forcefully escorting both girls to the ring to continue their brawl.
***
Round 1: Both girls snarling once the bell rings, immediately dashing towards each other, fists dangling in front in perfect angle to RAM them into opposing assets. Squeals mixed with grunts as proud girls pound lefts and rights into even prouder assets. Charlotte groans as her orbs prove to be the bigger, juicier targets for Jenna, who’s licking her lips and jamming both her fists up into the blonde’s rack trying to deflate Charlotte’s massive balloons. Soon, Charlotte grimacing too much, no choice but to hug the brunette close in to her body, protecting her breasts by pressing her own jugs into Jenna’s smaller pair, drawing moans from the Brit fighter in turn. Both girls now wearing proud grins as they wrestle for control in the clinch, Charlotte hissing and taunting into the brunette’s face: “Hit them all you like, b*tch. They’re still bigger than your ping-pongs.”
“Were those your screams I heard just now or was it the sound of your jugs being punctured??” Jenna retorts, spitting back in the blonde’s face. Referee has awkward job of prying both girls apart at the bell, much to the relief of Jenna, who massages her orbs as she limps back to her corner, but the Brit is silently laughing at the sight of Charlotte doing the same.
Round 2: At the opening bell, Charlotte coming on strong and fast, feigns a shot to Jenna’s chest before blasting her right hand into the brunette’s face! Jenna lets out a loud grunt - clearly wasn’t expecting Charlotte to abandon her assault on her rack so early. Charlotte follows up with heavy battering of Jenna’s raised forearms, pushing the brunette backwards with punch after punch to the guard. Jenna deflects a hard shot that buffets her body to the right, manages to shock Charlotte with a counter-low hook to the body and another glove crashing up to her left breast. Charlotte lets out a gasp, tries to clinch with Jenna again. Jenna amazed at her opponent’s speed - before she knows it, arms wrap around her waist and squeezing hard. Jenna lets out a HHAAAUUGGH as the bear-hug tightens around her body. The brunette digs both of her fists in alternate fashion into Charlotte’s sides, but they don’t seem to have any effect on the blonde. Charlotte controlling her opponent very effectively, shoving her backwards inch by inch towards the ropes and then going to work, slamming her fists into the brunette’s jugs from inside the clinch left-right-left-right-left, blows coming hard and fast like rain hitting the pavement PUH PUH PUH PUH, leaving Jenna moaning in pain and cradling her chest, unable to counter with her arms still trapped inside the bearhug. Referee finally pulls Charlotte off at her groaning foe as the bell saves Jenna from further hurt.
Round 3: Jenna furiously red-faced as the third round begins, intending to wipe that smirk of Charlotte’s face and exact payback on her chest. Charlotte approaching cautiously at the start, but makes the mistake of underestimating her foe, thinking Jenna’s already hurt from the last beating. Blonde gets scrubbed across the cheek by a surprise left hook from Jenna... Charlotte’s hands shoot upwards in shock reflex, groaning as Jenna repeats the move: left hand packing in Charlotte’s cheek, smacking leather in methodical fashion. Charlotte now the one beaten to the ropes, groggily tries to stand upright and fight back, but gets her jugs pounded on left-right by a hungry-looking Jenna, who wades in and bangs away now on the blonde’s tummy. Charlotte growls at her body being violated, smacks her right hand into Jenna’s paunch hoping to injure the brunette enough to stop her reckless advance. Jenna’s body shudders from the low-blows, but she shrugs it off, imposes herself onto the blonde’s body, pinning her against the ropes and just ramming her right glove into her chest. Charlotte now gaping wide-eyed as she can’t force Jenna off her - all she can do is dig her fist her sides and ears, but she’s acutely aware of the growing pain in her chest as her proud assets are being deflated with each piercing hand. At the bell, Charlotte simply melts into Jenna’s arms - the brunette’s turn to hiss into her ear with a “I think they just went down a cup size, b*tch.” Charlotte protesting weakly, shoving off her assailant only with the assistance of the referee, who forces Jenna back to her corner and allowing a spent Charlotte to massage her mammaries best she can.
Round 4: Both ladies gritting their teeth, scowling, want to regain lead in this fight. Charlotte looking like a possessed banshee with her long blonde hair pulled free from her ponytail mid-round, now fraying in all directions as she advances. Charlotte initiates, hooking at her foe’s body with powerful hits to her forearms. Jenna pushed back on the defensive, trying to escape the onslaught and sneak in some pasty jabs to the blonde’s face, but somehow Charlotte keeps on her, hands just chugging away at Jenna’s guard and plugging occasionally deep into her tummy. Jenna panting heavily, flicks another left jab that misses Charlotte’s ear by an inch, body bunched in half with a guuughh as Charlotte wades in with a counter fist. The blonde follows up with a left-right combo to her chest, forcing her back to the ropes. The British beauty looks in trouble now, tries to save herself by pushing forward, trying to clinch, but Charlotte shoves her back with both hands with a screech of rage and buries both her gloves into her chest and tummy over and over again, turning Jenna’s insides to mush. At the bell, Charlotte presses her weight down on Jenna again, smiling sweetly. “I like this very much, Jenna, watching you squirm.”
Jenna snarls back, hands shoving against the blonde’s lower hips, slapping desperately against her abs: “Get’ff me, b*tch! Is that all your jugs can do - pushing and- Hnnggh huhghh HAAUGGH” Charlotte shuts Jenna up with more fists to her tummy, hissing back: “Shut your mouth. Whose jugs are trapped now, huh? HUH??”
Round ends with the referee peeling Charlotte off her foe, much to the relief of a spent Jenna. A big round for Charlotte as she continues to exert her dominance.
Round 5: Jenna’s body shuddering once again as she attempts to cover up with her forearms. Charlotte looks like she’s in complete control of the fight now, grinning broadly as she again comes after Jenna’s chest with jabs and big bombs. The brunette however miraculously weaves her head back as Charlotte’s hook sails just inches from her face - Jenna relishes the look of shock on her face as Jenna counters with uppercuts chopping up into Charlotte’s body. Charlotte stunned, lets out a huuuhgg as Jenna draws her fist back, prepared to deliver knockout blow, but Charlotte manages to swing her fist back at her foe’s head earlier - simply connects first and rotates Jenna’s face on its hinges! Jenna lets out a GRUUHH as her gumshield and spittle fly out out from her still-spinning mouth. Charlotte delivers unnecessary blows to Jenna’s tummy on her way down to the canvas - Jenna’s eyes completely shut and knocked out! Referee takes one look at Pieterson and waves the fight off!
Official Decision: Charlotte McKinney defeats Jenna Pieterson via KO5!
After: Charlotte wearing a sly grin as she un-laces her gloves one by one and lets them fall to the ground. Crowd goes wild as big, busty blonde continues with her undressing by sensually slipping off each of her shoulder straps, peeling her body-hugging swimsuit off her sweat-stained body and exposing her magnificent chest for all to see. Charlotte posing triumphantly with hands on both hips and legs spread out on either side of Jenna’s moaning form - there’s your JMDD magazine cover right there, boys.
The blonde then plops her butt down, forcing Jenna awake with a heave of air from her lungs. “Nothing business here, dearie. Just personal, b*tch,” Charlotte coos, both hands sunk into Jenna’s hair. The blonde leans forward and presses her gleaming chest into Jenna’s face - the brunette bucks and groans feebly as her strength just leaks away as the seconds go by. After a minute, the blonde leaves her foe’s broken and prone form in the middle of the ring, as a warning to anyone else who dares to challenge Ms Charlotte Mckinney, former JMDD Champion. It’s a dominant win for Mckinney this time, who relishes in showing off her marketability and physical prowess. No dissenting voices in the tabloids the following day, with headlines screaming, ‘CHARLOTTE MCKINNEY - someone sign this b*tch already!!’ featuring that iconic photograph of her victory the night before.
Charlotte:
(23, 5’8, 145, 6:2 FCBA, Free Agent)
Jenna:
(29, 5’10, 124, BBU Debut, Free Agent)
Before: Charlotte looking excited about the fight, bouncing up and down with her assets in tow. The blonde coming off a loss against rookie Karlie Kloss, hoping to redeem her name here and also promote her upcoming movie by wearing a tight-fitting Baywatch-like red swimsuit that definitely accentuates her curvy figure.
“Jenna’s a workout,” Charlotte smirks. “I’m pissed about losing Karlie, and it’s a damn shame that my stable closed down, but I’m sure a huge number of offers will be lining up at my door after I’m done with her. My luck’s gonna turn with this fight.”
Jenna folding her arms across her chest, looking slightly amused in her dark violet lingerie top and briefs, with white gloves. “Charlotte’s the only reason why Los Ingobernables closed down,” the brunette begins, drawing a sharp glare from Mckinney, warning her to watch what she says next. But Jenna continues: “Rumour is… once she lost the JMDD title to Kate, she’s been on nothing but a downward spiral, bringing her stable down with her.”
“Shut up, you little BBU b*tch. What do you know?” Charlotte immediately retaliates, unable to contain her anger.
Jenna smiles, shrugging. “I know what I know. And I know that I’m not afraid of some washed up *former* champion. Bring it on, Mckinney.”
Both girls steaming as they meet each other in the center of the stage, Jenna’s belittling smirk proving too much for a too-proud Charlotte, who smiles sweetly at first, then surprise-smacks her across the face with a loud SLAP that rings throughout the room. Jenna stunned for a moment, before retaliating with her own fist smashing into the blonde’s chin, knocking her head to the side. Officials contain the ensuing chaos, forcefully escorting both girls to the ring to continue their brawl.
***
Round 1: Both girls snarling once the bell rings, immediately dashing towards each other, fists dangling in front in perfect angle to RAM them into opposing assets. Squeals mixed with grunts as proud girls pound lefts and rights into even prouder assets. Charlotte groans as her orbs prove to be the bigger, juicier targets for Jenna, who’s licking her lips and jamming both her fists up into the blonde’s rack trying to deflate Charlotte’s massive balloons. Soon, Charlotte grimacing too much, no choice but to hug the brunette close in to her body, protecting her breasts by pressing her own jugs into Jenna’s smaller pair, drawing moans from the Brit fighter in turn. Both girls now wearing proud grins as they wrestle for control in the clinch, Charlotte hissing and taunting into the brunette’s face: “Hit them all you like, b*tch. They’re still bigger than your ping-pongs.”
“Were those your screams I heard just now or was it the sound of your jugs being punctured??” Jenna retorts, spitting back in the blonde’s face. Referee has awkward job of prying both girls apart at the bell, much to the relief of Jenna, who massages her orbs as she limps back to her corner, but the Brit is silently laughing at the sight of Charlotte doing the same.
Round 2: At the opening bell, Charlotte coming on strong and fast, feigns a shot to Jenna’s chest before blasting her right hand into the brunette’s face! Jenna lets out a loud grunt - clearly wasn’t expecting Charlotte to abandon her assault on her rack so early. Charlotte follows up with heavy battering of Jenna’s raised forearms, pushing the brunette backwards with punch after punch to the guard. Jenna deflects a hard shot that buffets her body to the right, manages to shock Charlotte with a counter-low hook to the body and another glove crashing up to her left breast. Charlotte lets out a gasp, tries to clinch with Jenna again. Jenna amazed at her opponent’s speed - before she knows it, arms wrap around her waist and squeezing hard. Jenna lets out a HHAAAUUGGH as the bear-hug tightens around her body. The brunette digs both of her fists in alternate fashion into Charlotte’s sides, but they don’t seem to have any effect on the blonde. Charlotte controlling her opponent very effectively, shoving her backwards inch by inch towards the ropes and then going to work, slamming her fists into the brunette’s jugs from inside the clinch left-right-left-right-left, blows coming hard and fast like rain hitting the pavement PUH PUH PUH PUH, leaving Jenna moaning in pain and cradling her chest, unable to counter with her arms still trapped inside the bearhug. Referee finally pulls Charlotte off at her groaning foe as the bell saves Jenna from further hurt.
Round 3: Jenna furiously red-faced as the third round begins, intending to wipe that smirk of Charlotte’s face and exact payback on her chest. Charlotte approaching cautiously at the start, but makes the mistake of underestimating her foe, thinking Jenna’s already hurt from the last beating. Blonde gets scrubbed across the cheek by a surprise left hook from Jenna... Charlotte’s hands shoot upwards in shock reflex, groaning as Jenna repeats the move: left hand packing in Charlotte’s cheek, smacking leather in methodical fashion. Charlotte now the one beaten to the ropes, groggily tries to stand upright and fight back, but gets her jugs pounded on left-right by a hungry-looking Jenna, who wades in and bangs away now on the blonde’s tummy. Charlotte growls at her body being violated, smacks her right hand into Jenna’s paunch hoping to injure the brunette enough to stop her reckless advance. Jenna’s body shudders from the low-blows, but she shrugs it off, imposes herself onto the blonde’s body, pinning her against the ropes and just ramming her right glove into her chest. Charlotte now gaping wide-eyed as she can’t force Jenna off her - all she can do is dig her fist her sides and ears, but she’s acutely aware of the growing pain in her chest as her proud assets are being deflated with each piercing hand. At the bell, Charlotte simply melts into Jenna’s arms - the brunette’s turn to hiss into her ear with a “I think they just went down a cup size, b*tch.” Charlotte protesting weakly, shoving off her assailant only with the assistance of the referee, who forces Jenna back to her corner and allowing a spent Charlotte to massage her mammaries best she can.
Round 4: Both ladies gritting their teeth, scowling, want to regain lead in this fight. Charlotte looking like a possessed banshee with her long blonde hair pulled free from her ponytail mid-round, now fraying in all directions as she advances. Charlotte initiates, hooking at her foe’s body with powerful hits to her forearms. Jenna pushed back on the defensive, trying to escape the onslaught and sneak in some pasty jabs to the blonde’s face, but somehow Charlotte keeps on her, hands just chugging away at Jenna’s guard and plugging occasionally deep into her tummy. Jenna panting heavily, flicks another left jab that misses Charlotte’s ear by an inch, body bunched in half with a guuughh as Charlotte wades in with a counter fist. The blonde follows up with a left-right combo to her chest, forcing her back to the ropes. The British beauty looks in trouble now, tries to save herself by pushing forward, trying to clinch, but Charlotte shoves her back with both hands with a screech of rage and buries both her gloves into her chest and tummy over and over again, turning Jenna’s insides to mush. At the bell, Charlotte presses her weight down on Jenna again, smiling sweetly. “I like this very much, Jenna, watching you squirm.”
Jenna snarls back, hands shoving against the blonde’s lower hips, slapping desperately against her abs: “Get’ff me, b*tch! Is that all your jugs can do - pushing and- Hnnggh huhghh HAAUGGH” Charlotte shuts Jenna up with more fists to her tummy, hissing back: “Shut your mouth. Whose jugs are trapped now, huh? HUH??”
Round ends with the referee peeling Charlotte off her foe, much to the relief of a spent Jenna. A big round for Charlotte as she continues to exert her dominance.
Round 5: Jenna’s body shuddering once again as she attempts to cover up with her forearms. Charlotte looks like she’s in complete control of the fight now, grinning broadly as she again comes after Jenna’s chest with jabs and big bombs. The brunette however miraculously weaves her head back as Charlotte’s hook sails just inches from her face - Jenna relishes the look of shock on her face as Jenna counters with uppercuts chopping up into Charlotte’s body. Charlotte stunned, lets out a huuuhgg as Jenna draws her fist back, prepared to deliver knockout blow, but Charlotte manages to swing her fist back at her foe’s head earlier - simply connects first and rotates Jenna’s face on its hinges! Jenna lets out a GRUUHH as her gumshield and spittle fly out out from her still-spinning mouth. Charlotte delivers unnecessary blows to Jenna’s tummy on her way down to the canvas - Jenna’s eyes completely shut and knocked out! Referee takes one look at Pieterson and waves the fight off!
Official Decision: Charlotte McKinney defeats Jenna Pieterson via KO5!
After: Charlotte wearing a sly grin as she un-laces her gloves one by one and lets them fall to the ground. Crowd goes wild as big, busty blonde continues with her undressing by sensually slipping off each of her shoulder straps, peeling her body-hugging swimsuit off her sweat-stained body and exposing her magnificent chest for all to see. Charlotte posing triumphantly with hands on both hips and legs spread out on either side of Jenna’s moaning form - there’s your JMDD magazine cover right there, boys.
The blonde then plops her butt down, forcing Jenna awake with a heave of air from her lungs. “Nothing business here, dearie. Just personal, b*tch,” Charlotte coos, both hands sunk into Jenna’s hair. The blonde leans forward and presses her gleaming chest into Jenna’s face - the brunette bucks and groans feebly as her strength just leaks away as the seconds go by. After a minute, the blonde leaves her foe’s broken and prone form in the middle of the ring, as a warning to anyone else who dares to challenge Ms Charlotte Mckinney, former JMDD Champion. It’s a dominant win for Mckinney this time, who relishes in showing off her marketability and physical prowess. No dissenting voices in the tabloids the following day, with headlines screaming, ‘CHARLOTTE MCKINNEY - someone sign this b*tch already!!’ featuring that iconic photograph of her victory the night before.
