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This one's for 1619626. 

ANNA KENDRICK vs EMMA STONE



Emma gasped and gurgled, her eyes wide with panic as the forearm tightened across her throat.  Anna, on the other hand, was the very picture of self-approbation, seemingly both amused and slightly bored at the same time.

It had been a thrilling battle between the two, with Emma's greater height and strength countered by Anna's superior speed and agility.  And, truth be told, Kendrick was simply the smarter fighter, and she had worn her more powerful opponent down.  And now, the redhead was on the brink of defeat, as her adversary ruthlessly choked the breath from her searing lungs.

Intermittently choked, that is.  Just as Stone seemed on the verge of blacking out, Kendrick would slacken her hold, allowing the embattled beauty to suck in precious air.  But Anna wasn't being merciful...she was just enjoying prolonging her rival's inevitable defeat.  "Finish her!" came a call from the onlookers, but the brunette merely pursed her lips into a tight little smirk and said, "All in due time.  I want it to sink into Emma's hard head just how out-classed she is."

That taunt proved to be the high water mark of Anna's arrogance this evening, for moments later, Stone suddenly reached her arms up and grabbed her tormentor's hair by the roots and pulled her head downward, even as the redhead pushed up off of her knees.  The result was Kendrick's chin smashing into the crown of Emma's skull.  Stunned by the blow, the brunette's arms slid free of her victim's throat and she fell back, landing with a thud on her butt.

Emma's lungs burned and every fiber of her body ached, but she couldn't afford the luxury of taking even a few seconds to recover.  Instead she spun around on her hands and knees and lunged at her adversary, slamming her forehead square between Anne's eyes.  Kendrick flopped onto her back with a pained moan, as Emma looked down on her, gave a half-grin and rasped, "Hard head..remember?"

Swiftly flipping the dazed brunette over onto her belly, Stone sat upon Anna's back, cupped her hands under Kendrick's chin, and yaaaaaaaaaaanked backward.  The electric pain coursing up and own her spine and neck snapped Anna out of her stupor and she began wailing in anguish, her hands desperately clutching as the pair of hands beneath her chin.  But her efforts were to no avail, and with tears streaming down her face, the oh-so-recently triumphant Kendrick was shrieking her submission between sobs.

[habib]

anything involving Emma Stone sounds super sexy

[ValGlorious]

I've really enjoyed many of the recent postings in this thread, particularly Nicole's Demi and Michelle piece.  Wonderful work, one and all.

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HWA:  Kat Dennings vs Courtney Stodden



Stodden roughly shoved the stunned brunette backward, until Dennings was pressed into the corner against the turnbuckle, arms draped over the top rope as she struggled to clear the fog from her head.  But the blonde wasn't about to give her that change; stepping up onto either of the lower ropes to give herself the height advantage she needed.  She then grabbed Kat by the hair and pulled her face forward as Courtney pressed her torso down, burying the brunette's face between her rival's 36Ds.  The ringside color commentators erupt with shock, proclaiming that they had never thought they'd see the day when Kat Dennings would be 'jugged out'!

And had she continued with her smotherhold, Stodden quite probably could have left her opponent semi-conscious enough to easily pin.  But the busty blonde was having too much fun annihilating the vaunted brunette to let it end so soon.  So, Courtney jumped down from the ropes and broke her hold.  Kat slumped in the corner, her body going limp, her arms atop the ropes the only thing keeping her upright.  Denning's eyes were near-vacant, her mouth agape as she panted for breath, the tip of her tongue hanging out of the corner of her parted lips, looking for all the world the very picture of helplessness.

Stepping away from her adversary, Courtney began to strut and preen around the ring, playing to the crowd.  This was her time of triumph, and she was going to revel in it!  Finally she went to the opposite side of the ring from her foe, turned to face her across the canvas, and with a wicked smile suddenly charged at the hapless brunette.  Both TV announcers realized what she was executing and simultaneously shouted "STODDEN BOMBS!!!"  This was the blonde's finisher...a bodysplash into the corner, her breasts slamming like wrecking balls into those of her victim, generally pounding what little fight was left in her right out.  In another second, all in attendance and viewing at home were certain, Kat Dennings was doomed for destruction.

But what no one...least of all Courtney...had counted on was those precious moments of time which the blonde had granted her rival, time enough for the wily Kat to marshal enough strength and gather enough wits, so that as Stodden leapt into the air, turning herself into a missile of devastation, her eyes barely had time to widen in horror as suddenly her target...was no longer there!

Kat managed to roll aside at the last possible instant, and Courtney slammed full-force into the empty corner.  She stumbled back, eyes glazed, moaning loudly from the obvious pain.  Dennings looked ready to collapse to the mat from exhaustion, but she rallied herself enough to limp over to the blonde, stand in front of her, wrap her hands behind Courtney's head, and then jump up, pulling her knees up even as gravity sent her backward to the canvas, pulling the startled Stodden down with her.  As Kat's back hit the mat, Courtney's breasts smashed into the brunette's knees in a Reverse Lung Blower, the bosom pancaking violently from the impact.  The blonde shrieked in anguish as the momentum sent her sailing backward and flat on the mat.

A roll-up was the smart call strategically, but Kat wasn't about to wrap up this match without dishing back some humiliation.  So the flung herself atop Courtney's prone body, pinning her arms to the mat and grapevining her legs.  With a smirk and a chuckle, Dennings then dropped her own 38DDs upon Stodden's face, burying her mouth and nose between the sweaty, satiny orbs.  Courtney squirmed and trembled beneath her oppressor, but lacked the strength to throw her off.  When the ref dropped down alongside them and did his three count, Kat tilted her head toward him, gave a self-satisfied smirk, and said, "Make it ten."  He then proceeded to tap the canvas seven more times, humiliating the helpless blonde.

[Jackflash Jump]

With America's Independence Day coming up on Tuesday, I thought the time was right to put another story challenge to everyone...

Let's see some fights between All-American Girls!

Use whomever you like, so long as they are either (A) born in the U.S., or (B) a naturalized American citizen.

Let the fireworks begin!   

[wheelman]

But before the 4th of July there is Canada day...

Shania Twain vs Tricia Helfer   Circa 2004



Over-matched and overwhelmed Shania Twain frantically tried to free herself from the clutches of her tormentor and fellow Canadian Tricia Helfer. But resistance was proving futile for the petite brunette as Tricia moved in for the kill grabbing two handfuls of her lush brunette tresses and forcefully positioning her neck between her toned thighs where she would employ the standing head scissors. A natural finisher for a tall leggy woman like Tricia, and especailly effective when used against a smaller opponent.
Now bent over and locked in position with little hope of escape Shania feverishly scratched and clawed at Tricia's well toned thighs and butt cheeks but to no avail, and as she began to ratchet up the pressure Shania's struggles were slowly replaced by groans and sobs. After several more minutes toying with her soundly beaten countrywoman by relaxing and increasing the pressure on her neck, Tricia briefly relaxed her thighs slightly and asked " Give up yet half pint?" "Yesss please I give up" Shania then sobbed with little hesitation. Satisfied with the outcome Tricia released her hold on Shania where the disheveled brunette collapsed in a heap and the leggy blonde smugly strutted off basking in the glow of her conquest.

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Rachel Bilson vs. Emmy Rossum: Bikini Match




Rachel could practically taste success as she took a seat on the downed Emmy's face going for a textbook facesit knockout finish in their 4th of July themed Bikini Match. It had been a back and forth battle between but the older yet shorter Bilson and the younger yet significantly taller Rossum. Bilson took great glee in grinding her perky ass all over Emmy's features as she looked over her shoulder and quipped "That's right, bitch. Kiss my tight ass before you pass out!" becoming increasingly more confident victory was mere seconds away. While Bilson grinded her butt up and down and all around the Shamelessstar's features, she'd reach down and begin clawing and mangling Emmy's bare breasts as her top was previously stripped off her. But Rachel's lighter size and shorter stature would soon doom her as Rossum was able to reach deep down within her and force the shocked Bilson off her.

In a flash, the tables were turned. Emmy moved like lightning and before anyone in attendance could blink the positions were flipped around and she was now seated firmly on Rachel's face. Bilson kicked her legs and flailed her arms in panic but Rossum's size and strength advantage helped secure the hold for her much better than it did for Rachel and that was even before Emmy would take things to the next level; especially after her opponent suddenly got a big mouth which was now muffled underneath Rossum's slightly more full and bubbly ass. "What was that about me kissing your tiny ass, dear? Hmm yeahhh that was not going to work for me I don't think. This though feels much better!" Emmy was now the one looking over her shoulder not only supremely confident but certain that she had this match in the books. After shuffling her ass a little until Rachel's entire face was fully engulfed in Rossum's crack, Emmy folded her legs underneath her which locked Rachel's head stuck under the ass now between each of Rossum's feet while also Bilson's previously resisting slaps and punches to Emmy's side ceased because her arms were now tangled and locked over her submerged head flopping helplessly on the mat.

Now that the facesit was completely secure with her arms immobilized, which was already causing Bilson to rapidly lose consciousness and will to fight back, Emmy had one more finishing touch up her sleeve. Facing her upper body, Emmy reached over and grabbed both of Bilson's still kicking legs by the ankles and yanked both of them back as possible cruely spreading Rachel's legs like she was trying to snap a wishbone. Bilson's shrieks and screamed could be barely heard under the ass smothering but she surely felt the pain and could only imagine the humiliating sight of having her legs spread wide open with just her skimpy bikini bottoms as any coverage and even those wouldn't last long before Emmy ripped them clean off in one yank completely exposing Bilson's most intimate areas spread out wide open like a landing strip. Rachel's clean-shaven pussy and pinpoint tight puckering butthole now showcased before the entire audience and she could do nothing about it. After letting everyone get a good view of Bilson's extremities, Emmy suddenly clapped her hand down on her gaping womanhood for a savage crotchclaw/facesit combo that had the entire crowd buzzing in excitement at the sensationally painful and humiliating submission hold they were witnessing. Or was it a pinfall? Nobody was even sure, not even the referee, as regardless it was clear that Emmy's facesit crotch grab hold trumped Rachel's previous facesit breast-grab hold and they weren't about to stop it until Rossum decided she had finished it herself.

Emmy crackled with glee as she kept the pussy-claw clamped on like it were the jaws of life on poor Rachel; just minutes before so cocky and proud and now put on display like this. Eventually Bilson's struggles ceased and her yelps died down as she finally blacked out from the combination of lack of oxygen and her sex being ravished. Emmy remained seated on her stretched out opponent as the ref raised her hand once it was clear that Rachel was not about to wake up anytime soon. Rossum, wanted to add one more insult to injury, requested an American flag which, upon receiving while still on top of her, she ceremoniously stuck the pole end of the flag up Rachel's upturned tiny butthole impaling the flag up until it stood upright in all it's pride and beauty as the crowd cheered the winner's patriotic finishing touch on a victory well deserved as she posed saluting the flag stuck up atop the shamed and defeated Bilson.

[al2468]

The recent success of the movie Wonderwoman has put the star Gal Gardot into the spotlight and initiated much conversation and debate  about her as a real life catfighter. This would be put to rest as she was asked to fight Kaley Cuocco in a topless no rules catfigfht.  "This is the real deal bitch, I'm going to tear you apart, said the cocky Kaley as she stood face to face with her opponent.  Gal barred her teeth as she answered, " I'll rip your tits off and that blond hair of yours will be ripped out by the roots you little slut." The girls grabbed each others hair and the fight was on. This was not turning out to be the easy fight that Kaley expected against a rather novice fighter. Gal and Kaley were both drenched in sweat as they rolled across the plush carpet mauling each others breasts, pulling hair and punching each other. The fighters were locked together in the corner of the room against the wall, both panting and groaning, but neither willing to submit to the other as the exhausted fighters, their legs locked together, their hands deeply embedded in their opponents hair, their breasts pushed together, continued their struggle. Kaley began to scream as Gal, true to her word, started to rip handfuls of blond hair from Kaley's scalp.  Strands and clumps of blond hair littered the carpet as Gal now attacked Kaley's breasts and nipples. Gal scratched, clawed and pinched Kaley's boobs, but the proud Kaley wouldn't submit.  The exhausted, defeated Kaley passed out from the pain.  Gal stood up, raised her arms in a seductive victory pose, and enjoyed the cheers of the crowd. 

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Vanessa & Stella Hudgens vs Hayden Panettiere and Madison Iseman




The rules of this teams apartment match were simple:  Both duos battled at the same time, and when one fighter managed to subdue and eliminate her opponent, she was free to go and help her partner against her opposite number.

It had been a wild brawl right from the start.  Longtime arch-rivals, it was no surprise that Vanessa and Hayden squared off with one another, leaving the younger Hudgens sister to battle fellow newcomer Madison.  Twenty minutes into the fight, all four combatants were struggling against the threat of total exhaustion, yet none of the quartet would so much as contemplate surrender.  But now, Vanessa was allowing herself to believe that victory might at long last be withing the grasp of the sisters.  Hudgens had Panettiere gasping and struggling in a Rear Naked Choke, and sparing the briefest of moments to look back over her shoulder, she saw Stella and Madison rolling back and forth across the floor, but she was confident that her sister's height advantage would allow her to overwhelm the young blonde.

Unable to resist smiling as her hated rival wheezed in her grasp, Vanessa rasped, "You know just how much I love knocking your ass out, Hayd!"  The embattled blonde gurgled "Fuck...you!" in angry response, her hands tugging at the strangling arm across her throat.  Had she applied full force to the hold, Hudgens knew she could choke Panettiere out quickly.  But truthfully, she was enjoying having the arrogant blonde at her mercy too much, so she lessened the pressure in order to prolong Hayden's torture.

That proved to be a tactical disaster.

Not having paid much attention to her sister's struggle, Vanessa failed to note the silence that befell that contest.  With her back to the other fight, she couldn't now see her sister laying face down on the carpet, moaning softly, her left leg twitching yet otherwise still.  And the elder sister could not see Stella's own bikini halter wrapped around her throat, and how that garment had been used against its owner to choke her into semi-consciousness and abject haplessness.

But Vanessa learned the error of her decision when Madison rabbit punched her to the back of her skull.  She blacked out for only a few moments, but when her eyelids flickered open, her eyes filled with terror as she found herself flat on her back, with her blonde adversaries kneeling over her, both wearing malicious leers.  The next five minutes would later be recounted by spectators as "The Devastation", as Hayden and Madison proceeded to subject Vanessa to an array of ever-increasingly painful holds.  Hudgens squealed, wailed and howled in agony until her throat was raw, but her anguish was merely fuel for her tormentors.

Stella finally began to groggily come to, but that was merely an invitation for Iseman to return her attention to her, and quickly enough both Hudgens sisters were shrieking in a duet of pain.

Finally the blondes were willing to show "mercy" and finish their foes off.  Both Hudgens girls were laid on their backs side by side, and their rivals sat down on their chests, then slid themselves forward, until Stella's mouth and nose were covered by Madison's crotch, as was Vanessa's by Hayden.  The sisters squirmed feebly beneath their opponents, tears welling in their eyes as they gave muffled protests, their faces turning redder as they were humiliatingly smothered out.  Finally, almost simultaneously, Vanessa and Stella passed out.  Rising up, the victorious blondes each placed a foot upon the heaving chests of their conquered rivals and raised their arms, the ovation from the elite audience sanctifying their triumph.

[The Italian]

Kate Upton vs Natalie Dormer



The wealthy american patron idea was simple: celebrating the 4th of July by holding a an insanely exclusive party with a catfight between an american and an english celebrities as the main attraction.
Kate Upton was the ideal choice for the US side, not only she had the perfect “all american girl” look; but she also had a solid reputation as a catfighter and a considerable sixe advantage over most of her fellow celebrities. The real challenge was to find a suitable opponent, since she should have been a credible challenge for Kate but without being a real threat to the american girl’s victory.
In the end it was  Kate herself who came up with Natalie Dormer’s name.
“I always hated that smug bitch”
“Are you sure?” Asked the promoter “She’s a tough one..”
“Don’t worry. I’m going to kick her ass.”

As a matter of fact, the plan seemed to work: Natalie put up an hell of a fight; but eventually Kate’ raw size and strenght advantage made the difference and the american girl raggdolled her opponent around the the mat, however, once again overconfidence proved to be the key factor of a fighter's fall.
As Natalie was lying down on the floor trying to catch her breath, Kate decided that, instead of going for the kill, she wanted to humiliate her opponent; so she stripped Natalie of her Union Jack themed bikini and started to parade around the ring whirling the garments in the air.
When she finally turned around to finish off her opponent she discovered that Natalie got on her knees and from that position the englishwoman hit a brutal uppercut right on Kate’s unprotected pussy.

Kate hand automatically went to her wounded womanhood as she bended forward and Natalie took the opportunity to land another punch, this time right on Kate’s jaw.
The american heavily fell backwards and Natalie quickly mounted her. At first it seemed she went for a reverse facesit, instead she grabbed Kate’s hair, lifted her head a bit and locked a picture perfect figure four headscissor, engulfing Kate’s face between her own rock hard asscheeks while simultaneously crushing her skull.
Kate trashed and wriggled trying to free herself, but Natalie’s hold was too strong and debilitating. Plus the british decided to add another form of punishment by sliding her hand inside Kate’s panties and mercilessy clawing her crotch.

Finally Kate couldn’t take anymore and frantically slapped the mat segnaling her surrender.
Natalie rose to her feet soaking herself in the audience cheer while Kate slowly crawled outside the mat, crying in pain and humiliation.
But just as she was about to exit the mat she found her way blocked by the promoter, who was looking at her with anger and disgusts.
“You cost me a lot of money young lady….in order to convince Ntalie to fight you I had to promise her ten times the purse of the match…and I accepted just because you assured me that you could take her down…”
“I’m sorry” Bawled Kate “I will repay you…I will do anything….”
“Glad to hear that” added another voice.
Kate turned around and saw Natalie approaching her with a  leash and collar in her hand.
“Because you know, I accepted to forfeit the money in exchange of you being my slave for a week…”
Kate couldn’t do anything but crying and pleading as Natalie placed the collar around her neck and smacked her shapely butta s she forced her to crawl outside the room amongst the audience laughs.

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America's Sweetheart:  Alison Brie vs Kaley Cuoco



The annual "America's Sweetheart" match, held on the Fourth of July each year, was one of the most prestigious contests in the celebrity apartment wrestling league.  The two combatants were selected by a representative committee of the leading elites among the spectators.  This year, two of the most popular girls were invited to square off against one another at a luxurious private estate outside of Philadelphia, birthplace of the Declaration of Independence.

Owing to the occasion, both Alison and Kaley wore bikinis with red, white and blue motifs.  Each also brought her 'A Game', as this would be the first time the two much-favored battlers would be facing one another, and each was determined to emerge as the victor.  And the match did not disappoint as the spectators...divided evenly between the two...cheered on their favorite.  Cuoco and Brie subjected one another to a dizzying array of punishing holds; perhaps not surprising, pride tinged with envy led them to both target the other's vaunted C-cups with chops, punches and squeezes.

Both were drenched with sweat and panting hard for breath late in the battle, when Alison managed to snare Kaley in an abdominal stretch, the blonde's lush body agonizingly torqued against that of her rival.  Brie's stretch had driven more than a few opponents in the past to submit, and she fully intended to add Cuoco's name to that list.  "You'll beg me for mercy before I'm through with you!" the brunette hissed at her writhing victim.

Yet in spite of the punishing pain, Kaley refused to submit, and Alison frustratingly realized she had to find another way to beat her adversary.  She finally released her hold and the blonde sank to her knees with a pitiful mewl, eyes shut to hold back the tears.  Brie strutted around until she was facing her foe, and with her hands on her hips she sneered, "Why don't you make it easy on yourself and just give up, before I have to really start playing rough?"  It was an uncharacteristic show of arrogance from the beloved brunette, but her partisans had to admit that it was not an unwelcome change in her persona.

After several long moments of silence, save for Cuoco's labored breath, the blonde finally gave her response...in the form of her right fist flashing upward, and smashing squarely into the triangle of star-spangled fabric covering Alison's groin!  Brie let out a combination gasp and shriek, going knock-kneed and bunny hopping around the room as her hands clutched and sought to soothe her now-throbbing womanhood.  Crawling on all fours, Kaley followed her, until she was near enough to grasp the brunette's ankles and yank her legs out from under her, sending her crashing face-first into the carpeting.

Moving with a swiftness the belied her exhaustion and aches, the blonde sat atop Brie's back facing her legs, and grabbed her ankles again, this time pulling Alison's legs back in order to apply a modified Boston crab.  Against the laws of nature, the brunette's body was twisted backward, her spine electrified with agony as she scream and tugged at her own chestnut hair, hoping to somehow counter the pain.  It was a potentially crippling hold, and common sense concluded that Brie would submit to it swiftly.

But common sense didn't take into account that Alison was as stubborn as Kaley, and thus she refused to allow herself to surrender.  So Cuoco upped the ante: releasing Brie's right leg while still tugging back on her left, the blonde used her free hand to clamp a clawhold over Alison's still-tender crotch.  "You were saying something about begging for mercy?" Kaley rasped over her shoulder at her victim.  The brunette shrieked and wailed in pain, fists pounding the floor as she sobbed "I won't...I won't...I won't...!"

But not even her magnificent will could resist for long, and in desperation Alison squeaked out, "STOP!  I...I give up!"  Kaley smiled broadly and released her hold, rising up.  She used her foot to push the bawling brunette onto her back, and then took extreme satisfaction out of placing that foot on Brie's breasts and raising her arms while gyrating her hips in a combination victory pose/dance that added to Allison humiliation.

Glaring up at her conqueror through tear-filled eyes, Alison growls, "You'll pay for this next time!"  Sneering down at her victim, Kaley chirps, "Bring it on, buttercup...I'll be happy to kick your ass all over again."

[Sandman13]

Alison and Kaley - two of my faves! And a great story to boot! And The Italian puts a little twist in his latest effort - very nice and unexpected! The "Finish Her" thread continues to amaze!

[Cheeto Fingered Trumpet]

After GLOW

The co-stars wanted to know the truth. They had battled it out for their Netflix show, but had never faced off in a real contest. Brie, despite being at a significant size disadvantage, was sure she would have an advantage by being willing to do anything to win. Gilpin was sure she would win by using her size and assets to squeeze and smother the life out of her smaller foe. At times, they were both right.

Brie's hands were assaulting the 34DD natural wonders of the curvy blonde. Gilpin was slowing the smaller woman down with bear hugs where her tits swallowed the 32Cs of the brunette and planted her ample ass on the face of the TV star. Even then, Alison used her tongue to excite the bigger woman, arousing Betty with her attentive mouth as it searched out the blonde's prized pussy.

They grappled for what felt like an eternity, each using real variations of holds they learned for the show. No audience, no industry people, just two gorgeous ladies wrestling to see who was truly the better woman. Sweat poured off their dueling naked forms, heavy breathing causing their bosoms to heave at every move.

Feeling her body overheating from the attention of her opponent, the bigger blonde decided to fight fire with fire and grabbed one of perky boobs that bounced so deliciously during the pilot episode. Alison tried to fight back, but the arousal overcame her and her head flew back in ecstasy. Feeling the orgasm rising within her, she offered no resistance as Betty pushed her onto her back and smothered the brunette with her superior breasts.

A few feeble attempts were not enough to break free as the smaller woman's arousal increased with the asphyxiation and she came in a torrent while leaving consciousness. Waking a few minutes later, Alison inhaled deeply and nearly gagged at the strong scent of the glistening labia that descended upon her face with the simple requirement that she get her foe off before her foe got off of her.

The scene would play out many times in years to come, with the brunette fighting valiantly each time but always finishing under the fabulous features of her blonde conqueror.

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JESSICA BIEL vs GABRIELLE UNION



"Told you that you were no match for me, bitch," Jessica purred as she gave a self-satisfied smile, the sound of her opponent's pained wincing satisfying her that the lotus lock she had Gabrielle trapped in was wearing the dark-skinned girl down.  This was a signature submission move for Biel, and after a long and grueling contest, she was certain that victory would be hers soon enough.  If her faith in her submission hold seemed arrogant, it was rooted in the fact that no woman had ever managed to escape it before.

But then again, Gabrielle Union is not like most women.

Planting her feet to the floor, Gabrielle gave an Amazonian roar and, in an incredible display of raw power, managed to push herself up and flip over backward.  This successfully broke the hold, and left Jess momentarily stunned as to what the hell just happened.  Moving with a speed that belied that ache every square inch of her body felt, Union moved to apply her own favored finisher, the stretch muffler.  Pushing Biel onto her belly, Gabrielle sat on her back and stepped her right leg forward, pressing her heel against her rival's throat.  She then grasped Jessica's left leg and lifted it up before pulling the calve back across Union's neck and shoulders and yanking.  Gabrielle might confess to tugging the limb with a bit more effort than usual, but then given the seething level of animosity the two women held for one another, it should surprise no one that she would put a little extra "effort" into the hold.

"I've beaten you," Union hissed.  "Give up!" Jessica howled in anguish, then spat out "Never...not to you!"  Now it Was Gabrielle's turn to give a smug smile.  "Fine," she replied.  "We'll do this the hard way."  Biel's screams filled the room as her tormentor continued to stretch her leg, until finally her pride could no longer sustain her will.  "SHATAAAAAAAPPPP!  ENOUGH!  I...I GIVE UP!"

Gabrielle gave the leg one last tug, for for Biel to remember her by, and then she released the hold and stood up.  While Jessica curled into a ball on the carpet, clutching her aching limb and sobbing, Gabrielle added a dollop of humiliation to her defeat by placing a foot on Biel's hip and flexing, the tiny rivulets of perspiration beading across her skin glistening in the penthouse's lights as she struck her pose of victory.

[Sandman13]

It was an annual awards show for the "Best Commercials" on television. Kaley Cuoco was there because she did ads for a hotel chain and she was all decked out in a "little black dress" as a presenter. She struck up a conversation with the woman who played "Flo" on the insurance commercials and the two were soon laughing and having a great time.
That is, until they overheard two other nominees snickering and making catty remarks about them. Charlotte McKinney, who gained prominence for a sexy Carl's Jr. ad, was making mean comments about Kaley and "Flo" to Milana Vayntrub, the Sprint spokesperson.
This went on until Kaley had had enough. "What do say, Flo? Want to take these two bimbos out back and teach them some manners?" Kaley asked and Flo readily agreed.
So all four women were in a private room in the back of the auditorium and it didn't take long for hostilities to break out. Flo launched herself at Charlotte and while those two rolled around on the floor in a squealing, hairpulling tangle of arms and legs, Kaley and Milana were settling their differences with their fists.
Milana, it turns out, could not fight at all and Kaley was pounding her all over the room in an instant. A final uppercut  left the busty brunette leaning against the wall, a dazed look on her pretty face. Kaley went to help Flo but it turned out that help wasn't needed. Flo was sitting astride Charlotte. She had ripped the blonde's top off and was kneading and twisting away at the model's gigantic boobs.
"Hang on - I have an idea" Kaley told the victorious Flo. They got the whimpering Charlotte to her feet and then Kaley, after quickly stripping Milana, put her in a full nelson.
Flo pushed Charlotte's face into Milana's gigantic tits and after some struggling and muffled pleas, the big blonde went limp and sagged to the floor. And that was when Flo yanked the KO's Charlotte up on her feet and held her while Kaley shoved Milana's face into Charlotte's cleavage.
The end result of course was two out cold hotties. Kaley and Flo took their expensive clothes and left them some tiny curtains to wrap up in and make their humiliating exit.