Post by Lookout! Boxing on Mar 31, 2017 9:23:08 GMT -6
Tahnee Atkinson
versus Kate Upton
(JMDD Championship)
Before: Hype would have made the prefight weigh-in tense, and that was before they exchanged suplexes in the aftermath of the Vixens Bash at the Beach. Contenders entering from opposite sides, clearly have something in mind as they ignore the two-tiered scale and move straight towards each other. “You sure you want to do this? I mean, look at me, you don’t stand a chance!” a sports bra and trainer clad Tahnee says.
“You’re a big talker, aren’t you? Well why don’t we settle this?” Kate snaps back. “You ready?”
“Oh Yeah? Let’s do this b*tch!”
“Bring It!”
They interlock their fingers above their heads in a test of strength, arms shifting from straight up to shoulder high unable to force each other back, they forge closer, coming forehead-to-forehead and tit-to-tit. They start jabbing and slapping their breasts into each other, egging each other on as they hiss in each other’s ears.
Inconclusive action causes them to unlatch their hands, move them to each other’s shoulders. “You want this?” “Show me what you’ve got!” They begin slapping their racks together in the space between them, hair flying as they sway side to side. Tahnee catches Kate offguard with a frontal slam, sending the blonde down to the stage: “I’ve got you, I’ve got you!” straddling Kate, slapping at Upton’s breasts as she wriggles wildly. Kate starts slapping back, manages to buck Tahnee off, but officials FINALLY separate them before she can return the favor.
Kate wearing a golden bikini that is practically flesh-toned on her bronzed body, black gloves, hair pulled back loose down her back. Tahnee wearing the mismatched white top and bright orange bottoms she beat Alex in, white gloves, hair down her back in gentle curls. Girls get right back into it during the instructions, wrapping each other up into a bearhug during the abbreviated JMD instructions, then separating with a mutual double-handed ass slap and titty-bump that sends them staggering back a few steps. They back away to their corners, keeping their eyes locked as they wait for the bell.
R1: Girls stand flat footed at the range, Tahnee spearing Kate’s breasts with straight criss-cross punches, clocking her blonde repeatedly upside the head with wide right hands. Upton twisting violently at the waist, pulling her left hand into Atkinson’s jaw, pulling her right hand into brunette’s ribcage, before setting those DDs swinging with curling punches. Girls work up a hard punching sweat, perspiration flying every time one or the other’s head is snapped back. After the bell, both load up and land yet another haymaker right to opposing chins, lefts are locked and cocked until the ref grabs them both by the shoulders. And STILL they get chest to chest, forehead to forehead, jawing away and trading titty-jabs until the ref wedges her arms between them and sends them on their way.
R2: Crude stroking brawl continues, but Tahnee narrowly beating Kate to a series of licking lefts and rights, end of the first minute blonde’s wobbly butt, pulling in her arms, she stops punching. Atkinson standing right in front of Upton, pulling slinging haymakers into challengers jugs and ears—alternating lefts and rights deliberately cudgel Kate ropeside. Upton swooning, leaning forward, gloves at her lips, forlornly soaks up a beating at the ropes. Final minute, Atkinson breaks through with a punishing series of licking lefts to the breasts, breaking down Kate’s guard and leaving her helpless, sitting on the strands. Tahnee hammering her way past the bell as Upton slumps pitifully near a neutral corner. Atkinson beaming as she struts her to her corner—Kate helped to her stool, cut opened up under her right eye, trainers applying styptic, rubbing down her legs during feverish break.
R3: Resilient Kate shakes it off, comes back with a vengeance in this round. Upton leading off with a clocking right hand on the teeth, has Atkinson startled, on her heels, and blonde never looks back. Big, booming rights and lefts to Tahnee’s jostled jugs, ripping it up upstairs to cheek and chin, twisting side to side, lashing her arms without thought of defending herself in the Platonic ideal of a JMD fighter. Atkinson groaning, elbows in—her face shows the torment as Upton practically hacks the champ in half this round. Brutal bombardment beats Tahnee in a random path around the ring, Kate snapping punches off the meat, bringing her fists back to her chest on follow through. Once again girls chest up at the bell, Upton blowing back Atkinson’s hair with a torrent of verbal abuse, champ staring back drowsily; mouse forming on her right cheekbone, blood trickling out her left nostril, both beauties feeling it through 3.
R4: Kate wades into Tahnee's midsection: big swinging lefts and rights taking the champ in her stomach forcing her back to ropes. Upton workmanlike at the ropes, knuckling Atkinson in her shoulders or forehead, nudging her about, then slugging her thick belly and breasts. Tahnee looking all bruised and stunned - lips parted, face stricken as she gurgles, lurches forward, trying to keep elbows in/hands up. Kate reaching in, pulling the arms away, nudging and knuckling, then plowing home: sensational, thudding shellack being applied. Atkinson sitting in the ropes, suffering, but second minute sees her slugging hurt off the ropes, wide to Upton's chin. Kate stroked about both jawlines, blonde hair swinging right/left, legs give a shimmy as Upton baby-steps for balance. Atkinson with a left uppercut picks up the meat of Kate's jugs; girls trade sloshing right hands to pinking-up racks and UPTON GOES DOWN! Atkinson swaying in the corner, damp hair in her eyes, bellowing down incoherently as ref's barking count. Kate on her back, arms out to the side, elbows planted in canvas, hands up limp - she's WRECKED! Tahnee weeping in the neutral corner, shuddering with relief but UPTON BEATS THE COUNT. Kate rolling over, struggling up, destitute at the ropes, eyes half closed, body slumping into cables for support. Tahnee sucks in a deep breath, advances in good order, set up in wide stance, shell her target, Upton sits in ropes covering up earmuff. Atkinson extending mitts to knuckle scalp and shoulders out of the way, then brunette dips to either side, feasting on blonde flanks in behind the elbows. Great whacking digs, Tahnee sweeping away on Kate, pounding the blonde above either hip and across her golden-brown rack. Bell sounds to save Upton - ref bodying a mindless Atkinson back as champ's trying to get insurance.
R5: OH. THEY. SLAM. AWAY! Nothing like two crippled, top-heavy slobberknockers steppin'-to and sloshing crazy-hurt from the hips. Big swinging lashes send fighters staggering as neither fertility-goddess-figure can hold canvas, fight drifting all over the ring. Tahnee's back finally hit cables, Kate reaching in, opening her up, then clouting norks and tummy with short, wiping blows from whichever hand is ready. Atkinson's eyelashes fluttering, head lolling, but she's slammin' back: big right uppercut takes Upton in her stomach so hard she spits her mouthpiece out onto champ’s cleavage. Meat o' the jug, rib and waist getting a terrible pasting as girls take turns whacking away. Down the stretch, Tahnee turns into a short left - curling the punch over top: Kate ducks under it, (or her knees buckle) answers back a thick left hook in brunette's right breast. Atkinson shook: she buckles forward: Upton's there with a walloping left uppercut, picking up champ's chin. TAHNEE'S SHOOK! Atkinson flopping forward, left arm dangling sleepily over Upton's shoulders: blonde nestles in close, PLOWING tummy and jug in tight. Kate slopping leather to Tahnee, champ’s mouth open, eyes shut - she's in stupor, can't get out of there and ATKINSON GOES DOWN! Upton reeling away as Tahnee goes to her knees, arms and head lolling on the ropes. Bell sounds - Atkinson blubbering - Upton sobbing from exhaustion: both beauties helped limping to corners.
R6: Both girls crippled, FINALLY coming inside mouth-on-shoulder as blistering battle of wills rolls on. Tahnee keeping her elbows in, gloves up, Kate keeping the right on her cheek, doubles up on her hooks, batting at brunette's head as the champ starts to wade in. Upton bodies up, gets her gloves and head on Atkinson, pushing and levering the champ off balance. Girls push at each other's biceps in a loose clinch, trying to create space to punch. Kate chopping Tahnee up to the belly, but Bossie Aussie unfazed, champ's licking her fists hard across the body and belly of her foe and UPTON GOES DOWN! Kate turning away, face stretched in pain as she hugs her rib cage and sinks to her butt, chest heaving, tears flowing freely, she barely beats the count and looks trashed as the ref asks her if she's okay. Upton badly hurt, but keeping her composure - she starts to clinch and block, tying Atkinson up at every opportunity, getting her body back on top and slowing the action down. Down the stretch, Kate using her head in close to rub and lever Tahnee’s head back, smearing blood from her nose over brunette’s ear, opening that gut up to a pumping barrage, then pulls the right uppercut into Atkinson's available jaw with a sickening clock AND DOWN GOES TAHNEE! Atkinson bounces off ropes, collapses forward onto her knees, clambers up the opposite ropes to beat the count. Both fighters swooning, tottering into a boneless clinch, Tahnee dropping her head onto Kate’s chest in what would be an illegal-even-for-JMD headbutt if it had any force to it. Last ten seconds spent drunkenly waltzing, at the bell Atkinson’s left hand weakly pushing back at Upton’s face, Kate’s right on top of Tahnee’s head, other hands wandering around lower back; slapping weakly at delts and glutes, cupping buttocks. Ref has to wedge them apart yet again, Champion and Challenger staring blankly, swaying on the spot, hair sweat-drenched stringy, visible blood smear on Upton’s cleavage from Atkinson’s nose, eyes drifting from the punishment and exertion - these girls are ruining each other.
R7: Brutal battle of attrition continues in midring, power-punching clinic has already tied the JMD record for knockdowns, how much more punishment can these two take? Exhaustion and furious pace of the JMD contest has left both competitors drained, bloody noses and split lips all ‘round, punching is tired and losing its form as Kate and Tahnee call on all their reserves simply to throw one more punch or withstand one more pounding blow. Plaintive sobs escape both ladies’ lips with each impact of leather on chest – both are at the brink of collapse. First Atkinson lands a heavy right to left tit to put a tremble in Upton’s legs, then Kate smashes a left into Tahnee’s right breast to buckle her knees, then brunette harms blonde with a weary but vicious left-right combo… on and on like this. In the final minute, Upton slams one more right cross squarely to Atkinson’s left jug… TAHNEE GOES DOWN! Brunette screams in agony as she jackknifes to the canvas, forehead pressed to the mat as she cradles her chest… she can’t get up! Atkinson just lays there sobbing piteously as the count passes her by, Kate with her back to the action in corner, one hand with a death grip on the turnbuckle, the other cradling her reddened, soon-to-be-purpling breasts as she blows on them, her own tears mingling with the sweat and Tahnee’s blood. KO7 for the NEW JMDD champion, Kate Upton!
After: Kate barely able to make it to her corner, let alone run across the ring in her usual splash, grabs a hold and of Tahnee’s hair as soon as her gloves are removed. Pulling Atkinson stumbling to all fours, SHE MOUNTS HER! In the aftermath of last weekend’s Body Saddle bout, Upton proposes to ride Tahnee BAREBACK! Kate slaps Atkinson’s rump to get her moving, then reaches around and starts clawing at Tahnee’s breasts. Neither fighter is in any condition for extended exertion, and Atkinson collapses to the mat before she reaches the first ringpost.
Kate straddles the now-former champion, Tahnee slapping weakly “Get off me!” Upton slides her breasts over Tahnee’s face, trying and failing to get a seal on the beaten brunette’s face with her own badly damaged breasts. This goes on until finally Atkinson slaps the mat in submission, (notably NOT kissing Upton’s tits in abject surrender) “Alright fine, you won this stupid titfight!” Kate tries to sit up and raise her arms in victory, but barely gets to all fours, before collapsing forward onto Tahnee, causing both to whimper as their breasts give each other one more smack. In the end, the two fighters have to be wheelchaired out of the arena. Kate wears the tiara out, but it’ll be DAYS before she can show off the jeweled bra.
versus Kate Upton
(JMDD Championship)
Before: Hype would have made the prefight weigh-in tense, and that was before they exchanged suplexes in the aftermath of the Vixens Bash at the Beach. Contenders entering from opposite sides, clearly have something in mind as they ignore the two-tiered scale and move straight towards each other. “You sure you want to do this? I mean, look at me, you don’t stand a chance!” a sports bra and trainer clad Tahnee says.
“You’re a big talker, aren’t you? Well why don’t we settle this?” Kate snaps back. “You ready?”
“Oh Yeah? Let’s do this b*tch!”
“Bring It!”
They interlock their fingers above their heads in a test of strength, arms shifting from straight up to shoulder high unable to force each other back, they forge closer, coming forehead-to-forehead and tit-to-tit. They start jabbing and slapping their breasts into each other, egging each other on as they hiss in each other’s ears.
Inconclusive action causes them to unlatch their hands, move them to each other’s shoulders. “You want this?” “Show me what you’ve got!” They begin slapping their racks together in the space between them, hair flying as they sway side to side. Tahnee catches Kate offguard with a frontal slam, sending the blonde down to the stage: “I’ve got you, I’ve got you!” straddling Kate, slapping at Upton’s breasts as she wriggles wildly. Kate starts slapping back, manages to buck Tahnee off, but officials FINALLY separate them before she can return the favor.
Kate wearing a golden bikini that is practically flesh-toned on her bronzed body, black gloves, hair pulled back loose down her back. Tahnee wearing the mismatched white top and bright orange bottoms she beat Alex in, white gloves, hair down her back in gentle curls. Girls get right back into it during the instructions, wrapping each other up into a bearhug during the abbreviated JMD instructions, then separating with a mutual double-handed ass slap and titty-bump that sends them staggering back a few steps. They back away to their corners, keeping their eyes locked as they wait for the bell.
R1: Girls stand flat footed at the range, Tahnee spearing Kate’s breasts with straight criss-cross punches, clocking her blonde repeatedly upside the head with wide right hands. Upton twisting violently at the waist, pulling her left hand into Atkinson’s jaw, pulling her right hand into brunette’s ribcage, before setting those DDs swinging with curling punches. Girls work up a hard punching sweat, perspiration flying every time one or the other’s head is snapped back. After the bell, both load up and land yet another haymaker right to opposing chins, lefts are locked and cocked until the ref grabs them both by the shoulders. And STILL they get chest to chest, forehead to forehead, jawing away and trading titty-jabs until the ref wedges her arms between them and sends them on their way.
R2: Crude stroking brawl continues, but Tahnee narrowly beating Kate to a series of licking lefts and rights, end of the first minute blonde’s wobbly butt, pulling in her arms, she stops punching. Atkinson standing right in front of Upton, pulling slinging haymakers into challengers jugs and ears—alternating lefts and rights deliberately cudgel Kate ropeside. Upton swooning, leaning forward, gloves at her lips, forlornly soaks up a beating at the ropes. Final minute, Atkinson breaks through with a punishing series of licking lefts to the breasts, breaking down Kate’s guard and leaving her helpless, sitting on the strands. Tahnee hammering her way past the bell as Upton slumps pitifully near a neutral corner. Atkinson beaming as she struts her to her corner—Kate helped to her stool, cut opened up under her right eye, trainers applying styptic, rubbing down her legs during feverish break.
R3: Resilient Kate shakes it off, comes back with a vengeance in this round. Upton leading off with a clocking right hand on the teeth, has Atkinson startled, on her heels, and blonde never looks back. Big, booming rights and lefts to Tahnee’s jostled jugs, ripping it up upstairs to cheek and chin, twisting side to side, lashing her arms without thought of defending herself in the Platonic ideal of a JMD fighter. Atkinson groaning, elbows in—her face shows the torment as Upton practically hacks the champ in half this round. Brutal bombardment beats Tahnee in a random path around the ring, Kate snapping punches off the meat, bringing her fists back to her chest on follow through. Once again girls chest up at the bell, Upton blowing back Atkinson’s hair with a torrent of verbal abuse, champ staring back drowsily; mouse forming on her right cheekbone, blood trickling out her left nostril, both beauties feeling it through 3.
R4: Kate wades into Tahnee's midsection: big swinging lefts and rights taking the champ in her stomach forcing her back to ropes. Upton workmanlike at the ropes, knuckling Atkinson in her shoulders or forehead, nudging her about, then slugging her thick belly and breasts. Tahnee looking all bruised and stunned - lips parted, face stricken as she gurgles, lurches forward, trying to keep elbows in/hands up. Kate reaching in, pulling the arms away, nudging and knuckling, then plowing home: sensational, thudding shellack being applied. Atkinson sitting in the ropes, suffering, but second minute sees her slugging hurt off the ropes, wide to Upton's chin. Kate stroked about both jawlines, blonde hair swinging right/left, legs give a shimmy as Upton baby-steps for balance. Atkinson with a left uppercut picks up the meat of Kate's jugs; girls trade sloshing right hands to pinking-up racks and UPTON GOES DOWN! Atkinson swaying in the corner, damp hair in her eyes, bellowing down incoherently as ref's barking count. Kate on her back, arms out to the side, elbows planted in canvas, hands up limp - she's WRECKED! Tahnee weeping in the neutral corner, shuddering with relief but UPTON BEATS THE COUNT. Kate rolling over, struggling up, destitute at the ropes, eyes half closed, body slumping into cables for support. Tahnee sucks in a deep breath, advances in good order, set up in wide stance, shell her target, Upton sits in ropes covering up earmuff. Atkinson extending mitts to knuckle scalp and shoulders out of the way, then brunette dips to either side, feasting on blonde flanks in behind the elbows. Great whacking digs, Tahnee sweeping away on Kate, pounding the blonde above either hip and across her golden-brown rack. Bell sounds to save Upton - ref bodying a mindless Atkinson back as champ's trying to get insurance.
R5: OH. THEY. SLAM. AWAY! Nothing like two crippled, top-heavy slobberknockers steppin'-to and sloshing crazy-hurt from the hips. Big swinging lashes send fighters staggering as neither fertility-goddess-figure can hold canvas, fight drifting all over the ring. Tahnee's back finally hit cables, Kate reaching in, opening her up, then clouting norks and tummy with short, wiping blows from whichever hand is ready. Atkinson's eyelashes fluttering, head lolling, but she's slammin' back: big right uppercut takes Upton in her stomach so hard she spits her mouthpiece out onto champ’s cleavage. Meat o' the jug, rib and waist getting a terrible pasting as girls take turns whacking away. Down the stretch, Tahnee turns into a short left - curling the punch over top: Kate ducks under it, (or her knees buckle) answers back a thick left hook in brunette's right breast. Atkinson shook: she buckles forward: Upton's there with a walloping left uppercut, picking up champ's chin. TAHNEE'S SHOOK! Atkinson flopping forward, left arm dangling sleepily over Upton's shoulders: blonde nestles in close, PLOWING tummy and jug in tight. Kate slopping leather to Tahnee, champ’s mouth open, eyes shut - she's in stupor, can't get out of there and ATKINSON GOES DOWN! Upton reeling away as Tahnee goes to her knees, arms and head lolling on the ropes. Bell sounds - Atkinson blubbering - Upton sobbing from exhaustion: both beauties helped limping to corners.
R6: Both girls crippled, FINALLY coming inside mouth-on-shoulder as blistering battle of wills rolls on. Tahnee keeping her elbows in, gloves up, Kate keeping the right on her cheek, doubles up on her hooks, batting at brunette's head as the champ starts to wade in. Upton bodies up, gets her gloves and head on Atkinson, pushing and levering the champ off balance. Girls push at each other's biceps in a loose clinch, trying to create space to punch. Kate chopping Tahnee up to the belly, but Bossie Aussie unfazed, champ's licking her fists hard across the body and belly of her foe and UPTON GOES DOWN! Kate turning away, face stretched in pain as she hugs her rib cage and sinks to her butt, chest heaving, tears flowing freely, she barely beats the count and looks trashed as the ref asks her if she's okay. Upton badly hurt, but keeping her composure - she starts to clinch and block, tying Atkinson up at every opportunity, getting her body back on top and slowing the action down. Down the stretch, Kate using her head in close to rub and lever Tahnee’s head back, smearing blood from her nose over brunette’s ear, opening that gut up to a pumping barrage, then pulls the right uppercut into Atkinson's available jaw with a sickening clock AND DOWN GOES TAHNEE! Atkinson bounces off ropes, collapses forward onto her knees, clambers up the opposite ropes to beat the count. Both fighters swooning, tottering into a boneless clinch, Tahnee dropping her head onto Kate’s chest in what would be an illegal-even-for-JMD headbutt if it had any force to it. Last ten seconds spent drunkenly waltzing, at the bell Atkinson’s left hand weakly pushing back at Upton’s face, Kate’s right on top of Tahnee’s head, other hands wandering around lower back; slapping weakly at delts and glutes, cupping buttocks. Ref has to wedge them apart yet again, Champion and Challenger staring blankly, swaying on the spot, hair sweat-drenched stringy, visible blood smear on Upton’s cleavage from Atkinson’s nose, eyes drifting from the punishment and exertion - these girls are ruining each other.
R7: Brutal battle of attrition continues in midring, power-punching clinic has already tied the JMD record for knockdowns, how much more punishment can these two take? Exhaustion and furious pace of the JMD contest has left both competitors drained, bloody noses and split lips all ‘round, punching is tired and losing its form as Kate and Tahnee call on all their reserves simply to throw one more punch or withstand one more pounding blow. Plaintive sobs escape both ladies’ lips with each impact of leather on chest – both are at the brink of collapse. First Atkinson lands a heavy right to left tit to put a tremble in Upton’s legs, then Kate smashes a left into Tahnee’s right breast to buckle her knees, then brunette harms blonde with a weary but vicious left-right combo… on and on like this. In the final minute, Upton slams one more right cross squarely to Atkinson’s left jug… TAHNEE GOES DOWN! Brunette screams in agony as she jackknifes to the canvas, forehead pressed to the mat as she cradles her chest… she can’t get up! Atkinson just lays there sobbing piteously as the count passes her by, Kate with her back to the action in corner, one hand with a death grip on the turnbuckle, the other cradling her reddened, soon-to-be-purpling breasts as she blows on them, her own tears mingling with the sweat and Tahnee’s blood. KO7 for the NEW JMDD champion, Kate Upton!
After: Kate barely able to make it to her corner, let alone run across the ring in her usual splash, grabs a hold and of Tahnee’s hair as soon as her gloves are removed. Pulling Atkinson stumbling to all fours, SHE MOUNTS HER! In the aftermath of last weekend’s Body Saddle bout, Upton proposes to ride Tahnee BAREBACK! Kate slaps Atkinson’s rump to get her moving, then reaches around and starts clawing at Tahnee’s breasts. Neither fighter is in any condition for extended exertion, and Atkinson collapses to the mat before she reaches the first ringpost.
Kate straddles the now-former champion, Tahnee slapping weakly “Get off me!” Upton slides her breasts over Tahnee’s face, trying and failing to get a seal on the beaten brunette’s face with her own badly damaged breasts. This goes on until finally Atkinson slaps the mat in submission, (notably NOT kissing Upton’s tits in abject surrender) “Alright fine, you won this stupid titfight!” Kate tries to sit up and raise her arms in victory, but barely gets to all fours, before collapsing forward onto Tahnee, causing both to whimper as their breasts give each other one more smack. In the end, the two fighters have to be wheelchaired out of the arena. Kate wears the tiara out, but it’ll be DAYS before she can show off the jeweled bra.
We can live with that as long as she leaves the Alpha Lioness banners back home in Michigan! 
and we both know it) we're going two-out-of-three! JMD, BMD and Body Saddle!
