Lindsay Pelas versus Nicki Minaj
Mar 30, 2022 15:19:44 GMT -6
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Post by Lookout! Boxing on Mar 30, 2022 15:19:44 GMT -6
Tale of the Tape:
Lindsey Pelas (5-9-0, 5 KO)
5'3, 30 years old
vs.
Nicki Minaj (11-7-0, 11 KO)
Intro:
"AND NOW! Making her fifteenth appearance in the ring, her first as a managed fighter under the newly formed Celebrity Wrestling Federation flag. Please welcome the Ruston, Louisiana native, standing 5 foot 3, weighing in at 120 pounds, LINDSEYYYYY PEEEEEELAS!!"
The complete and polar opposite of Stana Katic, who was visibly shaken by the new scant Celebrity Wrestling Federation-sanctioned ring garb, Lindsey Pelas was right at home dawning the floss-like bikini, vibrant and bubbly as she skipped down the ring and eagerly discarded her black robe. The thin-banded tube top bikini did little to contain her massive, overflowing F-cups, her heaving orbs swelling as though they were fastened with a belt rather than a bikini top with how much underboob was being offered. Her wide, voluptuous hips devoured the string thong bottoms, the biting floss disappearing between her plump cheeks and bronzed folds of flesh as she slid past the equally curvy Minaj and dipped into the ring. Always a danger when competing in Jugs of Mass Destruction bouts, Pelas was eager to prove she was more than just a set of spectacular tits.
"And by the way, they're real, and they're spectacular" she quipped to the ringside announcer's table.
Despite being on a two-fight losing streak, Nicki Minaj still sported an impressive 11-7-0 record, and with the assets to match Pelas, the outcome was very much a guessing game. If Pelas wanted to be taken seriously as a fighter, Minaj was as good a stepping stone as any to kick things off. Clad in a lace, diamond-studded bra and matching thong, Nicki was all business as the two stood chest-to-chest, mountainous peaks mushrooming and battling in a titillating display before the bell kicked things off.
Round 1:
The first few moments of the bout were far from a technical masterpiece, with the official needing to step in on multiple occasions to break up a few highly catty, bosomy entanglements. With Nicki ratcheting up the attitude and slinging a panic-stricken Pelas from rope-to-rope, it took little more than a handful of tit-seeking uppercuts for Nicki to slosh and dribble Lindsey's heaving, golden orbs free of their heroic, tightly-packed confines. Forced to swaddle her bare sternum for the remainder of the round, Pelas played the role of speedbag to perfection, desperately clutching her swelling chest as Minaj dismantled her with a varying barrage of sharp shots to the jaw and midsection; delivering a sundry array of welcoming strikes to let Pelas know she was in the big leagues now.
In the waning seconds, with Lindsey draping a single forearm over her bosom in a makeshift armbra, Nicki coiled a deafening left hand that shattered the blonde's jaw, erupting with a mouthful of misting slobber as she fell floundering into the ropes, nearly spilling through them and out of the ring. Strung up over the middle rope by the crook of her armpit, Pelas took a heavy seat on her plump ass, awkwardly heaped against the base of the ropes as the referee's count hit 5. With a clearing blink of her big, round bulbs, Pelas stammered to her feet, pounding her gloves together to show she was still coherent enough to continue. Narrowly avoiding disaster in the first, Pelas survives. Minaj takes the round 10-8.
Round 2:
Afforded a wardrobe fix between rounds, Pelas came out like a spitfire, turning the tables on a bewildered Nicki who seemed to be fighting an entirely different person. Despite early success, Pelas still showed her greenness, allowing Nicki to hang around just long enough to stem the tides and turn things around mid-round. Where Pelas pinned Nicki to the ropes early for a bewildering tornado of fists, Nicki managed to respond in-kind, stapling a gassed Pelas to the corner late and wailing on the fetal model until the bell rang. Despite nearly equal control throughout the round, Nicki's assault was noticeably more precise and debilitating, as Pelas once again nearly ended up in a heap as Minaj towered over her late. This round was much more even, but Minaj sneaks out a 10-9 win.
Round 3:
Seemingly needing to be trounced into form, Lindsay once again came out of the gates fresher despite taking a beating the round prior. Not a total shock given their age gap, but Nicki was visibly labored, a fact that many didn't see coming considering how much damage Pelas sustained in the first two rounds. The blonde bombshell simply didn't stop coming, rattling a highly defensive Minaj with a stellar array of strikes; uppercuts to the belly, heavy crosses to the singer's dangling chest, bludgeoning overhands to Nicki's cracking defenses. It was a near-miracle that some of Pelas' shots didn't put Nicki down, but she's showing why she's such a respected vet. Some girls just make their own luck. This round should have been a rollover for Pelas, but she leaves a lot on the table and only takes it 10-9.
Round 4:
After being berated by her corner for some passivity, Nicki came back out with a fire lit under her belly. Pelas once again struggled with her wardrobe as the singer went back into her bag of catty tricks, but thankfully for Pelas her modesty remained mostly intact despite the continued distraction.
Nicki used the ropes like a pro, keeping Lindsey stapled to the outskirts and never allowing the blonde to feel unfettered, always bound by the ropes against the delicate curve of her spine. The two buxom beauties traded heavy beads of sweat as Pelas' resolve, and her taut midsection, were tested relentlessly. Deep, hoarse grunts and mewls echoed as Lindsey's curled frame lurched with each pulsing strike, her pierced navel a perfect target for the slightly shorter Minaj as she attempted to split the blonde in half. Managing to gas herself out before cutting down the model, the round ended with a fizzle, with both fighters content to return to their corners. Minaj gets back on track, 10-9.
Round 5:
While the previous round looked like another turning point in this back-and-forth affair, Lindsey came out eager to show Nicki that she should have finished her when she had the chance. Pelas was a woman possessed, bludgeoning the hamstrung Minaj from post-to-post. The singer's patience and effort began to torpedo with each passing second, no matter how vehemently her corner begged her to get back in the fight. It was Pelas who took control and began to ravage Minaj's tender abdomen, ripping stomach-churning straights and uppercuts into her curvy belly in an effort to entice her to bring her guard down.
Pelas' corner rapped the 10-second warning on the canvas as she continued to pressure Nicki, each blow inching the singer's hands away from her temples until finally she opened up. Just as Lindsey reared a game-ending right, Minaj was saved by the bell, Pelas' hand stuck suspended in mid-air before she could unleash the knockout blow. The blonde furiously stamped her heel on the canvas at the opportunity lost as both fighters dragged back to their corner, Minaj in particular licking her wounds. Pelas dominates, 10-8.
Round 6:
Rather than dwelling on a perceived missed opportunity, Pelas was invigorated. Nicki had absolutely nothing left in the tank that hadn't been drained by the dogged blonde, and just a few seconds into the sixth, Pelas swiveled through a pair of yo-yo'ing crosses, the second of which rocked an unresponsive Minaj, felling the singer. The 10-count was a formality as Nicki hit the ground in a deep slumber, securing the knockout win for Lindsey Pelas.
"And your winner, by knockout in Round 6, LINDSEY PEEEEEELAS!!!!"
Lindsey Pelas (5-9-0, 5 KO)
5'3, 30 years old
vs.
Nicki Minaj (11-7-0, 11 KO)
5'2, 39 years old
(Words: CWF / Results: Lookout!)
Intro:
"AND NOW! Making her fifteenth appearance in the ring, her first as a managed fighter under the newly formed Celebrity Wrestling Federation flag. Please welcome the Ruston, Louisiana native, standing 5 foot 3, weighing in at 120 pounds, LINDSEYYYYY PEEEEEELAS!!"
The complete and polar opposite of Stana Katic, who was visibly shaken by the new scant Celebrity Wrestling Federation-sanctioned ring garb, Lindsey Pelas was right at home dawning the floss-like bikini, vibrant and bubbly as she skipped down the ring and eagerly discarded her black robe. The thin-banded tube top bikini did little to contain her massive, overflowing F-cups, her heaving orbs swelling as though they were fastened with a belt rather than a bikini top with how much underboob was being offered. Her wide, voluptuous hips devoured the string thong bottoms, the biting floss disappearing between her plump cheeks and bronzed folds of flesh as she slid past the equally curvy Minaj and dipped into the ring. Always a danger when competing in Jugs of Mass Destruction bouts, Pelas was eager to prove she was more than just a set of spectacular tits.
"And by the way, they're real, and they're spectacular" she quipped to the ringside announcer's table.
Despite being on a two-fight losing streak, Nicki Minaj still sported an impressive 11-7-0 record, and with the assets to match Pelas, the outcome was very much a guessing game. If Pelas wanted to be taken seriously as a fighter, Minaj was as good a stepping stone as any to kick things off. Clad in a lace, diamond-studded bra and matching thong, Nicki was all business as the two stood chest-to-chest, mountainous peaks mushrooming and battling in a titillating display before the bell kicked things off.
Round 1:
The first few moments of the bout were far from a technical masterpiece, with the official needing to step in on multiple occasions to break up a few highly catty, bosomy entanglements. With Nicki ratcheting up the attitude and slinging a panic-stricken Pelas from rope-to-rope, it took little more than a handful of tit-seeking uppercuts for Nicki to slosh and dribble Lindsey's heaving, golden orbs free of their heroic, tightly-packed confines. Forced to swaddle her bare sternum for the remainder of the round, Pelas played the role of speedbag to perfection, desperately clutching her swelling chest as Minaj dismantled her with a varying barrage of sharp shots to the jaw and midsection; delivering a sundry array of welcoming strikes to let Pelas know she was in the big leagues now.
In the waning seconds, with Lindsey draping a single forearm over her bosom in a makeshift armbra, Nicki coiled a deafening left hand that shattered the blonde's jaw, erupting with a mouthful of misting slobber as she fell floundering into the ropes, nearly spilling through them and out of the ring. Strung up over the middle rope by the crook of her armpit, Pelas took a heavy seat on her plump ass, awkwardly heaped against the base of the ropes as the referee's count hit 5. With a clearing blink of her big, round bulbs, Pelas stammered to her feet, pounding her gloves together to show she was still coherent enough to continue. Narrowly avoiding disaster in the first, Pelas survives. Minaj takes the round 10-8.
Round 2:
Afforded a wardrobe fix between rounds, Pelas came out like a spitfire, turning the tables on a bewildered Nicki who seemed to be fighting an entirely different person. Despite early success, Pelas still showed her greenness, allowing Nicki to hang around just long enough to stem the tides and turn things around mid-round. Where Pelas pinned Nicki to the ropes early for a bewildering tornado of fists, Nicki managed to respond in-kind, stapling a gassed Pelas to the corner late and wailing on the fetal model until the bell rang. Despite nearly equal control throughout the round, Nicki's assault was noticeably more precise and debilitating, as Pelas once again nearly ended up in a heap as Minaj towered over her late. This round was much more even, but Minaj sneaks out a 10-9 win.
Round 3:
Seemingly needing to be trounced into form, Lindsay once again came out of the gates fresher despite taking a beating the round prior. Not a total shock given their age gap, but Nicki was visibly labored, a fact that many didn't see coming considering how much damage Pelas sustained in the first two rounds. The blonde bombshell simply didn't stop coming, rattling a highly defensive Minaj with a stellar array of strikes; uppercuts to the belly, heavy crosses to the singer's dangling chest, bludgeoning overhands to Nicki's cracking defenses. It was a near-miracle that some of Pelas' shots didn't put Nicki down, but she's showing why she's such a respected vet. Some girls just make their own luck. This round should have been a rollover for Pelas, but she leaves a lot on the table and only takes it 10-9.
Round 4:
After being berated by her corner for some passivity, Nicki came back out with a fire lit under her belly. Pelas once again struggled with her wardrobe as the singer went back into her bag of catty tricks, but thankfully for Pelas her modesty remained mostly intact despite the continued distraction.
Nicki used the ropes like a pro, keeping Lindsey stapled to the outskirts and never allowing the blonde to feel unfettered, always bound by the ropes against the delicate curve of her spine. The two buxom beauties traded heavy beads of sweat as Pelas' resolve, and her taut midsection, were tested relentlessly. Deep, hoarse grunts and mewls echoed as Lindsey's curled frame lurched with each pulsing strike, her pierced navel a perfect target for the slightly shorter Minaj as she attempted to split the blonde in half. Managing to gas herself out before cutting down the model, the round ended with a fizzle, with both fighters content to return to their corners. Minaj gets back on track, 10-9.
Round 5:
While the previous round looked like another turning point in this back-and-forth affair, Lindsey came out eager to show Nicki that she should have finished her when she had the chance. Pelas was a woman possessed, bludgeoning the hamstrung Minaj from post-to-post. The singer's patience and effort began to torpedo with each passing second, no matter how vehemently her corner begged her to get back in the fight. It was Pelas who took control and began to ravage Minaj's tender abdomen, ripping stomach-churning straights and uppercuts into her curvy belly in an effort to entice her to bring her guard down.
Pelas' corner rapped the 10-second warning on the canvas as she continued to pressure Nicki, each blow inching the singer's hands away from her temples until finally she opened up. Just as Lindsey reared a game-ending right, Minaj was saved by the bell, Pelas' hand stuck suspended in mid-air before she could unleash the knockout blow. The blonde furiously stamped her heel on the canvas at the opportunity lost as both fighters dragged back to their corner, Minaj in particular licking her wounds. Pelas dominates, 10-8.
Round 6:
Rather than dwelling on a perceived missed opportunity, Pelas was invigorated. Nicki had absolutely nothing left in the tank that hadn't been drained by the dogged blonde, and just a few seconds into the sixth, Pelas swiveled through a pair of yo-yo'ing crosses, the second of which rocked an unresponsive Minaj, felling the singer. The 10-count was a formality as Nicki hit the ground in a deep slumber, securing the knockout win for Lindsey Pelas.
"And your winner, by knockout in Round 6, LINDSEY PEEEEEELAS!!!!"