Post by caspian on Mar 16, 2017 3:02:20 GMT -6
(All Results: Lookout!, Words: Cas)
Co-Main Event: Emily Ratajkowski vs McKenna Berkley (Bantamweight)
Emily:
(25, 5’7, 5:6 FCBA, VIXENs)
McKenna:
(21, 5’8, FCBA Debut, Free Agent)
Before: McKenna showing her over-eagerness in the press conference with the continued insults thrown Emily’s way. “Emily started off on the wrong foot in her boxing career. I’m gonna trip her up again today,” “She modelled what, only *once* for SI? I honestly do not know how or why she’s so famous...” and the kicker: “Those nude photographs online - guess where they’re from?” McKenna grins to the reporters, letting her words sink in at the implication.
Emily’s face turning a bright red from both embarrassment and anger. McKenna of course referring to the recent hacking of Emily’s iCloud drive and the suspect(s) stealing her nude shots and posting them online. Emily lets out a strangled scream at this new revelation, apparently the last straw breaking her back: “WHY YOU LITTLE B***TCH?!!” Ratajkowski jumping up from the conference table and charging straight at McKenna, who apparently thought she was safe from reprisal in this formal setting - it’s her turn to be surprised-attacked by the brunette, barreling straight into her, and slamming her down into the hot sand.
“First you ambush me in my locker room - MY PRIVATE SPACE - and now THIS??!!” Emily shrieks as she manhandles the shrieking redhead whilst sitting on her lap. Both girls toss-and-turn in their bikinis, shrieking and tugging at hair - it’s finally up to officials to pry them apart and escort them to the ring, where they’re dusted off and allowed to catch their breath before the match. Still, officials stand in between them just in case - wouldn’t want a round 3 occurring before the match even starts. The referee is jeered at by the crowds as he runs through the normal procedures and introductions, the crowd wanting him to start things off.
Round 1: Emily initially looking disheveled from the pre-fight brawling, but now standing up proudly, waving to her fans in the crowd and leaving McKenna free to engage her and dictate terms in the opening moments of the round. Ratajkowski slightly stunned by the speed of the redhead’s advance on her, manages to swat away some quick jabs aimed at her head and quickly flit away out of her corner. McKenna however relentlessly chases after her, wanting to trap Emily against the ropes with a one-two jab to her body, but they lack any real power, and Emily grunts but manages to dance away. McKenna could be committing a rookie mistake here by expending all her energy in the first round, but for now she seems satisfied to advance as quickly as Emily backtracks-- hang on Emily suddenly switches tactics and CHARGES! McKenna stopped in her own tracks with a powerful right hand that crashes into middle of her hasty brought-up guard. Now redhead driven backwards as Emily shows her deft offensive skill, firing punches at the rookie like a machine churning out machine guns on a conveyor belt. Bang bang bang bang! Both ladies panting and sweating when the bell rings, but McKenna learns a lesson the hard way in the first round not to underestimate her opponent’s skill and ferocity.
Round 2: McKenna more wary of Emily’s hit-and-run tactics, hangs back with her forearms up, showing off a bright shade of pink from earlier abuse. Emily smirks and now takes the offense, bearing straight down towards the redhead rookie and again firing powerful right hands designed to take McKenna off-guard. One, two slam into her mitts, but a third slams into her upper body, making her gasp. Emily tries for broke, charging in for a right hook - IT MISSES - McKenna ducking under at last moment, rears up and RAMS right hand into Emily’s turned cheek! Ratajkowski lets out a grunt as half her face compacted by glove. She wobbles for a moment - is she going down from that?? No! Ratajkowski manages to keep her balance as she steps back. McKenna too slow to capitalise, had retreated instead of advanced on her opponent at that opportune moment for a knockdown Now Emily has space in between, dealing with late McKenna counter-punching nicely as they slam harmlessly into her forearms. What’s this though - Emily planting her feet again and lunges forward with another hook?? Beautiful LEFT this time fired at Berkley’s head - AGAIN IT MISSES - McKenna on fire now as she ducks under for the second time, drums fists on Emily’s abdomen! This time though, she doesn’t let her foe escape, keeps Emily’s lurching body in her grasp and continues pounding on it with lefts and rights! Emily gurgling, in trouble for second time this round, but bell soon saves her as the referee pulls a raging McKenna off the Vixen. What a comeback by the rookie as she makes the veteran Ratajkowski look completely out of her element!
Round 3: Defensive stances from both ladies speak volumes as they slowly circle each other at the bell. Emily panting, slightly hunched over injured midsection. McKenna naturally wary of charging in if she can’t tell for certain whether or not she’ll do major damage. Large portion of the round spent at distance, jabbing at head and chest, neither girl doing much damage. Significant exchange occurs at last thirty seconds when Emily simply acts out of frustration, stepping into an opening she thinks she sees, aiming low jabs at Mckenna’s body. Berkley however shakes them off and slams a left-right combination straight into Emily’s cheek! Gosh, both those fists look like they hurt! Emily however relies on her fast feet and retreats once again out of danger. Judges impressed by the rookie’s strategy in this round, seems to be the one controlling the flow of the fight, much to Emily’s own dismay.
Round 4: Emily growling at the bell, too incensed to heed her trainer’s advice in the corner, charging at McKenna immediately, wanting to brawl. Trouble is, McKenna also having same idea - both girls clash in the middle of the ring in a flurry of hands thrown at head and body! Emily doing her best to crowd into McKenna’s space - something that has served her well in the past - negating McKenna’s offensive punches to the side and back of her head and leaving her free to plant fist after fist into middle of Berkley’s toned tummy, then chopping upwards into her chest. McKenna squealing with vengeance as she clinches when she cannot escape Emily’s close-quarters tactics, rams her own fists into Emily’s face over and over again whilst the brunette is preoccupied with plundering flesh underneath. Referee tries separating both girls multiple times in the round, but they simply make a dash straight for each other once more, their sweaty bodies slapping into one another and jamming fists into every nook and cranny that presents itself. Judges will definitely have a hard time scoring this round, and pundits’ talk seems to agree that it’s a draw for both women.
Round 5: Emily again showering her face with anger and rage, begins arguing with Head Trainer Corey Saucier in between the rounds, then charging at McKenna once the bell rings, appearing to act contrary to what her trainer is wisely suggesting. Emily seems to think she can out-box and out-live this rookie, goes all in to prove that she’s the better, stronger woman. McKenna, however, heeding advice from her own corner, doesn’t want to brawl this round, instead anticipates bull-rush of Ratajkowski and scoots backwards, controlling her foe with long jabs to the head. With each glove snapping into her defenceless face, Emily turns a brighter shade of red, both outside and inside. Emily determined to chase after McKenna with hook after wild hook, forgets about what happened to her in Round 2, when McKenna suddenly blocks her right hand, shoving it away, then SHOCKS the Vixen with a counter straight that simply engulfs her face! Emily lets out a grruuuhhh as McKenna continues with the face-pounding: right fist to nose then another another jab-jab to either side of Emily’s pouting lips. Emily flies back to ropes, McKenna following closely behind, the brunette’s arms for some inexplicable reason opting to protect her tummy instead of chin, allowing McKenna to SNAP another left-right combo into base of Emily’s chin in quick succession - the Vixen pitches face-forward onto the canvas!! IT’S A KNOCKDOWN FOR MCKENNA BERKLEY!!
Half the crowd erupts in cheers, the other half lets out a collective GASP of shock as their idol beaten down in mere Round 5! McKenna herself gaining fans of her own as she raises a fist to the crowd and returns to corner.
5...6… Emily slowly getting to all fours, shaking the pain from her head and jaw.
7...8… Emily grabbing wildly onto middle and top rope and manages to HOIST herself up to still-shaky feet!
Referee waves for fight to continue and ON COMES MCKENNA, looking to finish the job!! Emily holds on to dear life and also her reputation, has some decency to cover up her head and body from McKenna’s seeking fists, survives the last minute with a much needed sigh of relief when the bell rings. BIG round for McKenna regardless as she takes control of the fight with a beautiful knockdown of the ‘veteran’ Ratajkowski.
Round 6: Regardless of her performance in the ring, Emily’s die-hard fans continue chanting for their boxing mistress, spelling out her name ‘E-M-I-L-Y!! E-M-I-L-Y!!!’ all throughout the round, leaving this pundit to want to shout back for them to sit down and shut up. Regardless, desired effect on Emily is positive: brunette smiling slightly at the support that invigorates her. McKenna unfazed however, eagerly comes on, seeking to end the fight. Redhead shoots jab-jab-jab at Emily’s head, surprised when her foe bobs and weaves around each sluggish punch. Emily’s grin grows wider, gestures at her opponent to ‘Bring it on’. McKenna obliges, charging in more recklessly, more jabs fired, more jabs missing. Finally, McKenna shouts, ‘Screw it!’ and fires another right hook that misses Emily’s nose by an inch - Vixen pulls head back and JAMS her right hand into McKenna’s face! Follow-up gloves make pak pak THUD sounds as they compact into McKenna’s cheek, slam into chin. McKenna must be wondering what the hell happened to her dominance now, with her opponent suddenly invigorated. She readies herself for follow-up charge by Emily, hoping to catch her off-guard again, but Emily hangs back for rest of round, perhaps knowing full well she’s done enough to claw her way back into the lead.
Round 7: Smile gone from McKenna’s lips as she refuses to see her lead simply slip through her grasp in this way. Chanting of Emily’s name from the rafters seem to have a negative effect on the rookie now - McKenna also wants to scream at them to be quiet, but has to resort to taking out her frustration on Emily’s body: shooting a few quick shots that go under Emily’s guard. Emily grunting but shrugging them off, however,, takes opportunity to spank McKenna’s face in vicious payback with a quick left-right-left-right combo, knocking the rookie senseless in the middle of round. McKenna groggy!! Arms flail as she attempts to retreat backwards, gets a hungry Emily set back on her, trapping redhead along the ropes and continuing body and head torture. McKenna closing her body up by bending over, both arms up, but offers no offense whatsoever as Emily simply bullies McKenna by pinning body against ropes, right hand taking surgical shots into her sides and into side of her ears. Perhaps combination of psychological and physical warfare seems to have turned the tables on McKenna, Emily’s stamina now coming into play for effect.
Round 8: Things growing desperate for McKenna, as evidenced by her panicking corner shouting instructions into her ear, trying to get their voices heard over the crowd’s loud, continued chanting. Of course, this doesn’t help McKenna, who seems to be losing focus from repeated drumming on her cheeks, which now almost resemble colour of her flowing red locks. Emily on the hand the epitome of focus as she covers half the distance once the bell rings... and McKenna is still barely off her stool! Before the redhead’s trainer can shout “WATCH OUT!” Emily’s on his girl, feinting a left hand up high, then doubling Berkley’s body in half with a hard belly punch. Emily digs deliberate uppercuts up into McKenna’s body, jerking the SI rookie model back up and backwards. McKenna valiantly tries to stay in the fight now, but it’s clear the fight’s escaping her bit by bit. The redhead rams her gloves into Emily’ s face at haphazard moments, but they do little to dissuade the Vixen, who returns the favour with five times more powerful hooks to her face, swiveling her along the ropes, then shoots underhooks to the sides, bunching her body up with her butt through the middle rope. One too many right hands simply leaves McKenna open-mouthed and gaping, saliva dripping to the floor as she sinks to her knees holding her battered tummy. It’s a brutal KNOCKDOWN for Emily in the second minute, but the Vixen doesn’t seem satisfied with the drooling McKenna sunk to her knees at her feet, pawing at the Vixen’s thighs and tummy for support. Referee attempts to usher Emily to neutral corner, but what can you do when a gorgeous brunette turns and bellows at you to, “Shut the hell up! I’m waiting for her to get the f*ck back up!!” Referee shrugs and begins the count anyway.
4...5… McKenna sucking in desperate air, trying to use Emily’s thin bikini briefs for leverage by pulling herself upwards. But Emily grinning down, swatting away her hands, bitterness in her voice as she chastises the redhead. “Hell if you’re gonna touch my outfit again, you little b*tch.”
By the 8th count, however, McKenna barely making it back to one knee, and Emily decides to help her foe along by pulling her up by the hair, allowing her face to savour every inch of her thighs, pressing McKenna’s lips briefly against her briefs and her nose nudging the curve of her navel. Now back to her shaky feet, McKenna can’t do anything but mew into Emily’s taunting face as the brunette pins her body on the ropes. Referee shrugs at the other ring officials and waves for the fight to continue. Emily, however, knows she’s already won, gingerly coos into McKenna’s red face, punctuating every word with a WHACK and WHUMP of her glove into McKenna’s red tummy: “Well, you finally have me face to face, b*tch. Loss for words now?”
McKenna can only groan as each fist folds her body in half - referee watches as the redhead model grows more and more helpless in Emily’s grasp. When her arms fall listlessly to the side, he decides enough’s enough, steps in and saves her!
Official Decision: Emily Ratajkowski defeats McKenna Berkley via TKO8!
After: Emily grins seductively as she allows McKenna’s broken form to slide back down to the canvas, where she tilts over and hugs her battered stomach. Emily turns her grin to the well-deserving fans who remained loyal to her, despite her early difficulties. This victory belongs to them, as far as Emily’s concerned. “Little redhead b*tch thinks she could take me on? Well, you have to fight my army of supporters as well!” Emily croons and plays to the crowd later when approached by reporters.
McKenna recovering slightly in the ring but quickly requesting to be brought away from the arena and back to the locker room, where the loud chanting of her foe’s name hopefully fades into silence, allowing her to plan her future revenge accordingly.
Co-Main Event: Emily Ratajkowski vs McKenna Berkley (Bantamweight)
Emily:
(25, 5’7, 5:6 FCBA, VIXENs)
McKenna:
(21, 5’8, FCBA Debut, Free Agent)
Before: McKenna showing her over-eagerness in the press conference with the continued insults thrown Emily’s way. “Emily started off on the wrong foot in her boxing career. I’m gonna trip her up again today,” “She modelled what, only *once* for SI? I honestly do not know how or why she’s so famous...” and the kicker: “Those nude photographs online - guess where they’re from?” McKenna grins to the reporters, letting her words sink in at the implication.
Emily’s face turning a bright red from both embarrassment and anger. McKenna of course referring to the recent hacking of Emily’s iCloud drive and the suspect(s) stealing her nude shots and posting them online. Emily lets out a strangled scream at this new revelation, apparently the last straw breaking her back: “WHY YOU LITTLE B***TCH?!!” Ratajkowski jumping up from the conference table and charging straight at McKenna, who apparently thought she was safe from reprisal in this formal setting - it’s her turn to be surprised-attacked by the brunette, barreling straight into her, and slamming her down into the hot sand.
“First you ambush me in my locker room - MY PRIVATE SPACE - and now THIS??!!” Emily shrieks as she manhandles the shrieking redhead whilst sitting on her lap. Both girls toss-and-turn in their bikinis, shrieking and tugging at hair - it’s finally up to officials to pry them apart and escort them to the ring, where they’re dusted off and allowed to catch their breath before the match. Still, officials stand in between them just in case - wouldn’t want a round 3 occurring before the match even starts. The referee is jeered at by the crowds as he runs through the normal procedures and introductions, the crowd wanting him to start things off.
Round 1: Emily initially looking disheveled from the pre-fight brawling, but now standing up proudly, waving to her fans in the crowd and leaving McKenna free to engage her and dictate terms in the opening moments of the round. Ratajkowski slightly stunned by the speed of the redhead’s advance on her, manages to swat away some quick jabs aimed at her head and quickly flit away out of her corner. McKenna however relentlessly chases after her, wanting to trap Emily against the ropes with a one-two jab to her body, but they lack any real power, and Emily grunts but manages to dance away. McKenna could be committing a rookie mistake here by expending all her energy in the first round, but for now she seems satisfied to advance as quickly as Emily backtracks-- hang on Emily suddenly switches tactics and CHARGES! McKenna stopped in her own tracks with a powerful right hand that crashes into middle of her hasty brought-up guard. Now redhead driven backwards as Emily shows her deft offensive skill, firing punches at the rookie like a machine churning out machine guns on a conveyor belt. Bang bang bang bang! Both ladies panting and sweating when the bell rings, but McKenna learns a lesson the hard way in the first round not to underestimate her opponent’s skill and ferocity.
Round 2: McKenna more wary of Emily’s hit-and-run tactics, hangs back with her forearms up, showing off a bright shade of pink from earlier abuse. Emily smirks and now takes the offense, bearing straight down towards the redhead rookie and again firing powerful right hands designed to take McKenna off-guard. One, two slam into her mitts, but a third slams into her upper body, making her gasp. Emily tries for broke, charging in for a right hook - IT MISSES - McKenna ducking under at last moment, rears up and RAMS right hand into Emily’s turned cheek! Ratajkowski lets out a grunt as half her face compacted by glove. She wobbles for a moment - is she going down from that?? No! Ratajkowski manages to keep her balance as she steps back. McKenna too slow to capitalise, had retreated instead of advanced on her opponent at that opportune moment for a knockdown Now Emily has space in between, dealing with late McKenna counter-punching nicely as they slam harmlessly into her forearms. What’s this though - Emily planting her feet again and lunges forward with another hook?? Beautiful LEFT this time fired at Berkley’s head - AGAIN IT MISSES - McKenna on fire now as she ducks under for the second time, drums fists on Emily’s abdomen! This time though, she doesn’t let her foe escape, keeps Emily’s lurching body in her grasp and continues pounding on it with lefts and rights! Emily gurgling, in trouble for second time this round, but bell soon saves her as the referee pulls a raging McKenna off the Vixen. What a comeback by the rookie as she makes the veteran Ratajkowski look completely out of her element!
Round 3: Defensive stances from both ladies speak volumes as they slowly circle each other at the bell. Emily panting, slightly hunched over injured midsection. McKenna naturally wary of charging in if she can’t tell for certain whether or not she’ll do major damage. Large portion of the round spent at distance, jabbing at head and chest, neither girl doing much damage. Significant exchange occurs at last thirty seconds when Emily simply acts out of frustration, stepping into an opening she thinks she sees, aiming low jabs at Mckenna’s body. Berkley however shakes them off and slams a left-right combination straight into Emily’s cheek! Gosh, both those fists look like they hurt! Emily however relies on her fast feet and retreats once again out of danger. Judges impressed by the rookie’s strategy in this round, seems to be the one controlling the flow of the fight, much to Emily’s own dismay.
Round 4: Emily growling at the bell, too incensed to heed her trainer’s advice in the corner, charging at McKenna immediately, wanting to brawl. Trouble is, McKenna also having same idea - both girls clash in the middle of the ring in a flurry of hands thrown at head and body! Emily doing her best to crowd into McKenna’s space - something that has served her well in the past - negating McKenna’s offensive punches to the side and back of her head and leaving her free to plant fist after fist into middle of Berkley’s toned tummy, then chopping upwards into her chest. McKenna squealing with vengeance as she clinches when she cannot escape Emily’s close-quarters tactics, rams her own fists into Emily’s face over and over again whilst the brunette is preoccupied with plundering flesh underneath. Referee tries separating both girls multiple times in the round, but they simply make a dash straight for each other once more, their sweaty bodies slapping into one another and jamming fists into every nook and cranny that presents itself. Judges will definitely have a hard time scoring this round, and pundits’ talk seems to agree that it’s a draw for both women.
Round 5: Emily again showering her face with anger and rage, begins arguing with Head Trainer Corey Saucier in between the rounds, then charging at McKenna once the bell rings, appearing to act contrary to what her trainer is wisely suggesting. Emily seems to think she can out-box and out-live this rookie, goes all in to prove that she’s the better, stronger woman. McKenna, however, heeding advice from her own corner, doesn’t want to brawl this round, instead anticipates bull-rush of Ratajkowski and scoots backwards, controlling her foe with long jabs to the head. With each glove snapping into her defenceless face, Emily turns a brighter shade of red, both outside and inside. Emily determined to chase after McKenna with hook after wild hook, forgets about what happened to her in Round 2, when McKenna suddenly blocks her right hand, shoving it away, then SHOCKS the Vixen with a counter straight that simply engulfs her face! Emily lets out a grruuuhhh as McKenna continues with the face-pounding: right fist to nose then another another jab-jab to either side of Emily’s pouting lips. Emily flies back to ropes, McKenna following closely behind, the brunette’s arms for some inexplicable reason opting to protect her tummy instead of chin, allowing McKenna to SNAP another left-right combo into base of Emily’s chin in quick succession - the Vixen pitches face-forward onto the canvas!! IT’S A KNOCKDOWN FOR MCKENNA BERKLEY!!
Half the crowd erupts in cheers, the other half lets out a collective GASP of shock as their idol beaten down in mere Round 5! McKenna herself gaining fans of her own as she raises a fist to the crowd and returns to corner.
5...6… Emily slowly getting to all fours, shaking the pain from her head and jaw.
7...8… Emily grabbing wildly onto middle and top rope and manages to HOIST herself up to still-shaky feet!
Referee waves for fight to continue and ON COMES MCKENNA, looking to finish the job!! Emily holds on to dear life and also her reputation, has some decency to cover up her head and body from McKenna’s seeking fists, survives the last minute with a much needed sigh of relief when the bell rings. BIG round for McKenna regardless as she takes control of the fight with a beautiful knockdown of the ‘veteran’ Ratajkowski.
Round 6: Regardless of her performance in the ring, Emily’s die-hard fans continue chanting for their boxing mistress, spelling out her name ‘E-M-I-L-Y!! E-M-I-L-Y!!!’ all throughout the round, leaving this pundit to want to shout back for them to sit down and shut up. Regardless, desired effect on Emily is positive: brunette smiling slightly at the support that invigorates her. McKenna unfazed however, eagerly comes on, seeking to end the fight. Redhead shoots jab-jab-jab at Emily’s head, surprised when her foe bobs and weaves around each sluggish punch. Emily’s grin grows wider, gestures at her opponent to ‘Bring it on’. McKenna obliges, charging in more recklessly, more jabs fired, more jabs missing. Finally, McKenna shouts, ‘Screw it!’ and fires another right hook that misses Emily’s nose by an inch - Vixen pulls head back and JAMS her right hand into McKenna’s face! Follow-up gloves make pak pak THUD sounds as they compact into McKenna’s cheek, slam into chin. McKenna must be wondering what the hell happened to her dominance now, with her opponent suddenly invigorated. She readies herself for follow-up charge by Emily, hoping to catch her off-guard again, but Emily hangs back for rest of round, perhaps knowing full well she’s done enough to claw her way back into the lead.
Round 7: Smile gone from McKenna’s lips as she refuses to see her lead simply slip through her grasp in this way. Chanting of Emily’s name from the rafters seem to have a negative effect on the rookie now - McKenna also wants to scream at them to be quiet, but has to resort to taking out her frustration on Emily’s body: shooting a few quick shots that go under Emily’s guard. Emily grunting but shrugging them off, however,, takes opportunity to spank McKenna’s face in vicious payback with a quick left-right-left-right combo, knocking the rookie senseless in the middle of round. McKenna groggy!! Arms flail as she attempts to retreat backwards, gets a hungry Emily set back on her, trapping redhead along the ropes and continuing body and head torture. McKenna closing her body up by bending over, both arms up, but offers no offense whatsoever as Emily simply bullies McKenna by pinning body against ropes, right hand taking surgical shots into her sides and into side of her ears. Perhaps combination of psychological and physical warfare seems to have turned the tables on McKenna, Emily’s stamina now coming into play for effect.
Round 8: Things growing desperate for McKenna, as evidenced by her panicking corner shouting instructions into her ear, trying to get their voices heard over the crowd’s loud, continued chanting. Of course, this doesn’t help McKenna, who seems to be losing focus from repeated drumming on her cheeks, which now almost resemble colour of her flowing red locks. Emily on the hand the epitome of focus as she covers half the distance once the bell rings... and McKenna is still barely off her stool! Before the redhead’s trainer can shout “WATCH OUT!” Emily’s on his girl, feinting a left hand up high, then doubling Berkley’s body in half with a hard belly punch. Emily digs deliberate uppercuts up into McKenna’s body, jerking the SI rookie model back up and backwards. McKenna valiantly tries to stay in the fight now, but it’s clear the fight’s escaping her bit by bit. The redhead rams her gloves into Emily’ s face at haphazard moments, but they do little to dissuade the Vixen, who returns the favour with five times more powerful hooks to her face, swiveling her along the ropes, then shoots underhooks to the sides, bunching her body up with her butt through the middle rope. One too many right hands simply leaves McKenna open-mouthed and gaping, saliva dripping to the floor as she sinks to her knees holding her battered tummy. It’s a brutal KNOCKDOWN for Emily in the second minute, but the Vixen doesn’t seem satisfied with the drooling McKenna sunk to her knees at her feet, pawing at the Vixen’s thighs and tummy for support. Referee attempts to usher Emily to neutral corner, but what can you do when a gorgeous brunette turns and bellows at you to, “Shut the hell up! I’m waiting for her to get the f*ck back up!!” Referee shrugs and begins the count anyway.
4...5… McKenna sucking in desperate air, trying to use Emily’s thin bikini briefs for leverage by pulling herself upwards. But Emily grinning down, swatting away her hands, bitterness in her voice as she chastises the redhead. “Hell if you’re gonna touch my outfit again, you little b*tch.”
By the 8th count, however, McKenna barely making it back to one knee, and Emily decides to help her foe along by pulling her up by the hair, allowing her face to savour every inch of her thighs, pressing McKenna’s lips briefly against her briefs and her nose nudging the curve of her navel. Now back to her shaky feet, McKenna can’t do anything but mew into Emily’s taunting face as the brunette pins her body on the ropes. Referee shrugs at the other ring officials and waves for the fight to continue. Emily, however, knows she’s already won, gingerly coos into McKenna’s red face, punctuating every word with a WHACK and WHUMP of her glove into McKenna’s red tummy: “Well, you finally have me face to face, b*tch. Loss for words now?”
McKenna can only groan as each fist folds her body in half - referee watches as the redhead model grows more and more helpless in Emily’s grasp. When her arms fall listlessly to the side, he decides enough’s enough, steps in and saves her!
Official Decision: Emily Ratajkowski defeats McKenna Berkley via TKO8!
After: Emily grins seductively as she allows McKenna’s broken form to slide back down to the canvas, where she tilts over and hugs her battered stomach. Emily turns her grin to the well-deserving fans who remained loyal to her, despite her early difficulties. This victory belongs to them, as far as Emily’s concerned. “Little redhead b*tch thinks she could take me on? Well, you have to fight my army of supporters as well!” Emily croons and plays to the crowd later when approached by reporters.
McKenna recovering slightly in the ring but quickly requesting to be brought away from the arena and back to the locker room, where the loud chanting of her foe’s name hopefully fades into silence, allowing her to plan her future revenge accordingly.
