[Jackflash Jump]

Xtra, my friend...a leg split face pin AND an atomic wedgie?  You've hit back-to-back homers!   

[Taylor Hawkins]

Love seeing Isla Fisher get some run here

[Taylor Hawkins]

Just wanted to share a handful of "finish her" recaps I'd written for the 8th, 9th, and 10th Celebrity Wrestling Federation PPVs. Check out the site and the latest PPV poll!!

Site: https://celebritywrestlingfederation.blogspot.com/

PPV 11 Poll: https://www.freecatfights.com/forums/index.php?topic=70731.0




Nicki Minaj
Age: 35
Height: 5'2
Weight: 137 lbs
Bust: 34C
Hometown: Saint James, Trinidad and Tobago



Scarlett Johansson
Age: 33
Height: 5'4
Weight: 125 lbs
Bust: 32DD
Hometown: Manhattan, New York City, New York

Nicki Minaj (51%) defeats Scarlett Johansson (49%)
"The sultry blonde helplessly mewled against the corner turnbuckle, swaddling her battered bosom as she sagged to a seated position in the corner. Scarlett whimpered as she eyed her discarded top mere feet away, gingerly reaching with her toes to try and lasso the tattered remains and scoot them back within reach. With a blood-curdling scream from across the ring, the endlessly curvy, raven-haired Minaj thundered toward the downed blonde, going airborn at the last possible moment before impact.

Nicki thrust into Scarlett with reckless abandon, thumping Scarlett in the sternum with her colossal backside in a brutal Bronco Buster. Johansson hoarsely groaned as Nicki trampolined off her heaving bosom, sagging flatter against the canvas with each heavy bounce. Scarlett's eyes fluttered as Nicki's enormous thighs tightened around her rosy cheeks, transitioning into a nasty, inescapable headscissor. Scarlett's guttural gurgling slowly faded as the arrogant Minaj hurled venomous insults, forcing Scar-Jo's delicate features deeper between her bulging thighs until she fell completely still. Scarlett's fleshy bosom twitched as Nicki peeled the vacant blonde out from between her legs, planting a victorious foot on her left tit for the 3-count".

- Submission by Taylor Hawkins




Alison Brie
Age: 34
Height: 5'3
Weight: 110 lbs
Bust: 32C
Hometown: Hollywood, Los Angeles, California



Sara Jean Underwood
Age: 33
Height: 5'3
Weight: 110 lbs
Bust: 32C
Hometown: Portland, Oregon

Alison Brie (54%) defeats Sara Jean Underwood (46%)
"Brie took a moment to herself to survey the throngs of fans willing her closer toward her first victory, huffing a few strands of disheveled hair from in front of her eyes before they fell upon Sara's hunched form tucked between her split legs. Sara's crumpled top and bottoms littered the canvas as Alison callously positioned the broken blonde for what everyone assumed was a piledriver; the brunette's thighs scrunching against Sara's flushed cheeks as her hands pleadingly wrapped around the back of Alie's flexing stems.

In a moment of indulgence, Alie gently brushed her fingers up the delicate curve of Sara's bare spine, savoring the pleading and wailing coming from her once-snobby opponent before planting a demeaning slap on Sara's upturned ass. Rather than hoisting the Playmate up by the waist, Alison instead chicken-winged the blonde's arms behind her back, lifting her bronzed body in preparation for a brutal Implant Buster. Sara let out a gruff squeal as her bare frame was erected upside down, her emerald eyes darting desperately to the canvas below before Alison dropped to her knees with Underwood in tow.

There was a sickening clap of flesh as Sara slammed chest-first against the mat, her pert C-cups mushrooming against the canvas as she let our an agonized yelp and lulled listlessly to her side swaddling her bosom. The pinfall was little more than a formality as the crippled blonde bawled beneath a victorious Brie, wanting nothing more than for this nightmare to be over".

- Submission by Taylor Hawkins




Sarah Chalke
Age: 41
Height: 5'7
Weight: 120 lbs
Bust: 32B
Hometown: Ottawa, Canada



Emily Addison
Age: 34
Height: 5'4
Weight: 120 lbs
Bust: 32E
Hometown: Johnson City, Tennessee

Emily Addison (61%) defeats Sarah Chalke (39%)
"Sarah appeared absolutely astounded as she sunk flat to her backside, shattered by a bone-crunching knee drop from the increasingly self-assured and buoyant porn star. Her smoky baby blues darted to the rafters, helplessly attempting to manipulate her splayed, insubordinate limbs as Emily gleefully paraded around her paralyzed opponent.

"You call those mosquito bites tits!? Poor thing... Let's see if the situation is any better down here". Addison venomously hissed in the direction of the vacant blonde, slinging Sarah's glossy black top over the top rope before straddling her midsection and cinching hold of her bikini waistband. Sarah's neatly manicured bush was slowly unveiled to raucous approval as Emily showily shimmied her out of her bottoms, leaving every inch of her spread eagle frame on full display.

Sarah was completely compliant, still too dazed to comprehend the extent of her humiliation as Emily lustfully ran her middle digits over Sarah's smooth pussy lips. Emily wasn't done however; taking a seat next to Sarah's motionless form, arresting matching wrist and ankle, and digging her heel into the blonde's exposed rib cage. Sarah finally jolt back to life, hoarsely squealing as Emily began to arch her delicate frame into an excruciating Bow and Arrow submission hold. The disheveled blonde's pert, bare bosom jut toward the ceiling as Emily contorted her writhing frame, the devastating hold lasting no more than a few seconds before Sarah began to furiously rap her submission against the canvas".

- Submission by Taylor Hawkins




Jessica Biel
Age: 35
Height: 5'7
Weight: 125 lbs
Bust: 36C
Hometown: Ely, Minnesota



Kaley Cuoco
Age: 32
Height: 5'6
Weight: 125 lbs
Bust: 32C
Hometown: Camarillo, California

Jessica Biel (63%) defeats Kaley Cuoco (37%)
"The elder Biel was stoic; unflappable as a desperate Kaley continued to ratchet up the aggression as her prospects continued to dwindle. Jess sternly looked on as a furious Cuoco held the splintered remains of her own bottoms in one palm, huffing strands of disheveled, sweat-soaked bangs from her eyes before rushing the ever-composed Biel.

Kaley was unapologetic at having been stripped bottomless, catcalls raining down on the sculpted blonde as she sprint toward Biel who refused to retreat. At the last possible moment she flung her bottoms toward Jess in an attempt to distract her, the soaked spandex clapping against Jessica's shoulder as their two toned frames made sickening contact. Like a flash of lightning, Jess artfully dipped her shoulder and skewered the charging Cuoco through her abdomen, Biel's back heel skidding a few inches before anchoring into the canvas.

Suddenly Jess exploded upward from her crouched stance, hoisting a breathless Kaley past the reach of her tippy toes and athletically slinging her frame toward the mat with a spine-tingling form tackle. Kaley's hunched form nearly bore a hole through the canvas as Jess whipped her to the ground, the back of her skull trampolining off the mat in a nasty car crash collision. Jess hooked one of Kaley's lifeless stems but the damage had already been done; a resounding 3-count seeming to last an eternity for the bare-assed, barely-conscious blonde".

- Submission by Taylor Hawkins




Stana Katic
Age: 39
Height: 5'9
Weight: 125 lbs
Bust: 32B
Hometown: Hamilton, Ontario, Canada



Jennifer Aniston
Age: 48
Height: 5'5
Weight: 117 lbs
Bust: 34C
Hometown: Sherman Oaks, Los Angeles, California

Stana Katic (56%) defeats Jennifer Aniston (44%)
"The two taut cougars recklessly exploded into one another, topless flesh clapping together as they erratically twirled across the ring in a hurricane collar-and-elbow. The disheveled blonde began to gain the upper hand on the taller Katic as their flailing limbs became more entangled, aggressively tucking Stana's head underneath her armpit and cinching in a loose guillotine. Before she could tighten the noose however, the more youthful brunette slung her forearm between Jen's parted thighs.

Aniston helplessly let out a gruff; "HHOOUUUGGGGHHHH" as Katic's brutal low blow left her utterly crippled, her knees quaking before buckling altogether. Jennifer genuflected at Stana's heel as the guillotine unraveled, hoarsely groaning as Katic hauled her upright and flung her into the far ropes by the wrist.

Jen gawkily attempted and failed to hook the top rope with the crook of her elbow as the rubber backstop bowed toward the crowd, catapulting her back toward the planted brunette. With savage intentions, Katic extended one of her sinewy stems and clobbered Jen square in the jaw. Aniston's head snapped to the left as Stana's heel hammered her in the chin, her body instantly stiffening before sloshing lifelessly to the canvas, out cold before she even hit the ground. The entire building was in stunned silence at the brunette's Big Boot, erupting with applause as Katic victoriously planted her toned limb on Aniston's bare, twitching sternum".

- Submission by Taylor Hawkins




Mandy Moore
Age: 33
Height: 5'10
Weight: 135 lbs
Bust: 34B
Hometown: Nashua, New Hampshire



Hilary Duff
Age: 30
Height: 5'2
Weight: 120 lbs
Bust: 32B
Hometown: Houston, Texas

Hilary Duff (55%) defeats Mandy Moore (45%)
"A brash, borderline-careless Moore continued to tiptoe along the edge of a razor blade in search of her first win, only surviving such a helter-skelter match this long due to her mountainous size advantage over the compact blonde. The mat was stained with pools of the singer's blood, a nasty gash opening up above her left eye after a heart-stopping DDT Hilary had hit just seconds earlier. It was anyone's guess how the brunette was still conscious.

Hilary was asking the same question as she lulled to her backside; the drunken Moore dazedly pressing back to all fours at Duff's feet. A humiliating wardrobe malfunction left the brunette's fleshy C-cups spilling out the sides of her bikini and teardropping toward the canvas, a steady crimson drip trailing behind her as she threw herself like a shawl over the downed Hilary.

Moore continued to stack poor decisions on top of one another, collapsing into Hilary's lap only to be caught by the Venus flytrap in-waiting. Like a lurking boa, Hilary bucked her frame upwards and wrapped her muscular thighs around Moore's neck. Mandy began to desperately gurgle as the blonde's bulging stems tightened around her throat, the veins in her neck straining as her face flushed. Moore's plump backside jut skyward as she spread her legs for leverage, twitching and struggling for a few hopeless moments before she lost her footing and slid into the splits. Hilary's vice was never threatened by Mandy's incoherent squirming, her eyes finally fluttering shut as she collapsed to the canvas, her bare breasts mushrooming against the backs of Hilary's rippling thighs".

- Submission by Taylor Hawkins

[Vitezislav]

Another set of great stories, keep them coming.

[Jackflash Jump]

Olivia Holt vs Bindi Irwin



Air whooshed from the brunette's curvaceous body as Olivia drove her knee up into Bindi's belly, doubling her over.  Slipping behind the Aussie, the blonde wrapped her arms around her opponent's head with a sleeper hold.  "Time to say g'night, thunder thighs!" Holt sneered, confident that victory was in her grasp.

In desperation, Irwin reaches her hands up and grabs her tormentor's flaxen mane, then lurches forward, flipping the startled Olivia over her back, and sending her crashing onto the penthouse floor.  Battle instincts flaring, the brunette lifts her arms up over her head, clasps her hands together, and drops to her knees, slamming a double axe handle blow to Holt's belly, winding her.  Bindi then crawls across the gasping blonde's body, hissing, "Now you'll get to see what these thunder thighs can do, ya drongo!"  And with that she clamps on a reverse headscissors, her steely thighs tightening around the sides of Olivia's head.  The blonde's face reddens and her eyes go wide with pain and panic as she is mercilessly squeezed, the only sounds she can make being squeaks and whines of distress.  Then those eyes glaze over as Holt struggles to not be driven unconscious.  She begins tapping her hand on her adversary's thigh to signal her surrender, but Bindi, recalling full well how her glamorous foe had taunted and bullied her throughout the match, isn't in any mood to accept a submission, and she continues crushing her rival until at last, Olivia's eyes flutter shut and her body goes limp.



FLASHBACK 1959:  Ann-Margret vs Sandra Dee



It was meant to be a celebratory homecoming for the local girl made good.  Sandra Dee was defending her Hollywood Wrestling Alliance Intercontinental Championship for the first time in her native New Jersey, and she aimed to make the folks back home proud.

Unfortunately for her, her opponent this evening was European sensation and HWA newcomer Ann-Margret, whose intent was not only to win the belt, but to make an example of the popular blonde for all other wrestlers to heed.

From the very start of the match, the Swedish redhead proved herself an expert at bending the rules just short of drawing a disqualification, and the result was that Dee was continually kept on the defensive, unable to mount an attack of her own, and the barrage was taking its toll on the blonde.  The crowd was shocked, stunned and surly as their fair-haired heroine was ruthlessly mauled by Ann, although all but the most hardcore of Dee devotees had to admit that the redhead was a spectacular talent.

The end finally came after Ann had finished pounding away at Sandra with a flurry of punches in the corner, then peeled the blonde off of the turnbuckles and dragged her stumbling to center ring.  There, the Swede pulled Dee's head down between her thighs, wrapped her arms around her waist, and hoisted her up, holding the blonde vertical for long moments, displaying the harried beauty in her helplessness.  The challenger then executed a tombstone piledriver, the crown of Sandra's skull taking the full weight of both battlers in the impact; she was unconscious before her body limply flopped to the mat.

Rising up, Ann planted a boot on the starfished blonde's chest and said coolly to the referee, "Make it a ten count".  A cascade of boos rained down on the redhead as the official complied, culminating Sandra's humiliation by going for a full ten, with her barely stirring.

The ten pounds of leather and gold were then wrapped around Ann's waist and her right arm was raised, while the announcer declared, "Your winner, and new Intercontinental Champion...Ann-Margret!"

The new titleholder strutted proudly up the aisle, ignoring the jeers of the angry crowd, and carrying herself as every inch the embodiment of victory; afterward, the still-devastated Sandra was carried out on a stretcher, the very picture of abject defeat.

[Xtra164]

Hayley Orrantia vs. Ariel Winter





Hayley was in a bad spot. Her waist was being crushed like she was being squeezed by an anaconda and her squirming only increased the amount of agony she was enduring at the hands of her mighty adversary. Ariel Winter had already built up quite a reputation for herself as a voluptuous vixen with toughness and moxie in her short time in the catfighting world and Hayley only proved to be yet another victim in her quest to the top of the younger ranks. Winter used her superior strength to lock in an impenetrable bearhug hold that was draining the already spent Orrantia more and more by the second. The battle of the ABC sitcom stars proved to be just another showcase for Ariel's brute force as a blossoming brawler.

Not content to just let her foe pass out in such ordinary fashion, Ariel had an idea. While still maintaining the bearhug, Ariel carried the whimpering Goldbergs star over to the turnbuckle while lowering herself a little so that Haylay's face was now completely submerged between Winter's impressive bosom. Ariel continued amping up the pressure constricting her arms even more around Haylay's snapping spine while simultaneously smothering her into oblivion in a position now not only really painful but also increasingly embarrassing for Hayley. As if that wasn't overwhelming enough for Orrantia, she suddenly was jolted backwards so that the back of her head and neck would ricochet off the top turnbuckle and right back into Ariel's all-encompassing breasts. Haylay looked like an abused bobblehead as her noggin kept knocking back and forth between the padded but still unforgiving turnbuckle knot and Ariel's prized boobs. The crowd even began counting in unison with each time her cranium bounced like a pinball stuck rebounding in the corner of the machine.

Winter kept this abuse going for minutes until poor Haylay turned to puddy in her arms; completely limp and zonked out from all the blows to the head and suffocating of her face. Ariel casually flung the blacked out girl back towards the center of the ring where she landed with a thud to the canvas below out cold and spread eagled. Ariel then crawled over her squashed rival and again plopped her tits right down on Haylay's face for the smother pinfall victory; a fitting finish for the deserved victor and only a "Better luck next time!" for poor Hayley.

[SallyJ]

Thanks to all the writers for sharing you wonderful stories here.   

[Average Joe]

My first story here. Might be a little long for this format but wanted to give it a try.





The nice girl tag. Precisely the worst label to be stuck with in the world of celebrity catfighting. Once you had that associated with you, it was very hard to shrug off. Beating a cream puff just wouldn't cut it. You had to bring down a whale to get some respect.

Peyton soon found her whale. Jennifer Anniston was 49 years old. Her best days were behind her but when she was challenged by the young upstart, 30 whole years younger than herself, it was too good an opportunity to pass up. She had the chance to show that she still had the moves that had once secured her top billing even amongst the elite fighters of their world.

Jennifer did indeed still have the moves. Time and time again, she'd executed a fierce takedown. Landed a vicious blow. Trapped Peyton in a devastating hold. She'd thrown absolutely everything into this fight, exhausting her full repertoire of tricks and kicks.

Yet it still wasn't enough. Every single time she thought that she'd finally put away the usurper away for good, Peyton had just sprang back up and continued to advance on her again. After half an hour of constant repetitive attacks, Jennifer began to feel the strain of her years. She began to lose a little of the zip and verve that she had possessed at the beginning of their fight. Peyton began to slip through some of the punches that were thrown at her, began to land a few shots of her own and Jennifer felt every one of them.

*Slap* Peyton's open palm drove with unerring accuracy into Jennifer's cheek. Jennifer's hand came up too late to block. She still tried though, which only left her in more danger when Peyton hunkered down and charged forward, driving her shoulder into Jennifer's stomach. The elder actress jackknifed as her blonde rival took them both down to the ground. Breathing heavily, Anniston clung on tight, trying to keep Peyton in close quarters so she didn't have enough room to manoeuvre. It didn't matter though. Peyton had tasted the scent of victory in the air and she wasn't to let up now, her hands clamping tight to Jennifer's famous breasts and she began to squeeze them hard. Jennifer howled with pain as the dirty tactics of her adversary took her by surprise.

Just five minutes later, the proud Jennifer Anniston was sobbing in a heap on the ground. She'd been stripped naked and all over her abused body there were red welts springing up. None more so than on her tits which had received the full ferocity of Peyton's wrath. Sneering down on her was Ms. List herself. No one who saw the 19 year old at that moment, as she glared down at Jennifer's broken body would have dared to think that she could be called a 'nice girl'. There was a look of unashamed scorn etched across her features as she stretched out a long leg and flipped Anniston onto her back. She took her time now, knowing that there was no chance of reprisal from her beaten rival. With delicate care, she settled herself down into a sitting position atop Jennifer, before slowly shuffling forward until her crotch was inches from the beaten blondes face. She looked down and saw Jennifer staring up at her, fearful and pleading.

There was no mercy to be had as Peyton slipped those last few inches forward, obscuring Jennifer's face from sight. The old actress bucked for a few seconds but she accepted her fate soon enough and fell still, permitting Peyton to enjoy her throne and her new title of 'badass chick'.

[Lookout!]

There was no mercy to be had as Peyton slipped those last few inches forward, obscuring Jennifer's face from sight. The old actress bucked for a few seconds but she accepted her fate soon enough and fell still, permitting Peyton to enjoy her throne and her new title of 'badass chick'.

Despite your name, this story was anything but average - especially for your first entry in here!    There are lots of things we're grateful for with this thread, especially all of these phenomenal stories, but we're also extremely excited to be introduced to new and talented writers all the time.    This was a really fun story and glad to see Peyton get some attention - we're always excited when fighters play against type.    Girls like Peyton and others like her, who are 'stereotyped' as too sweet or nice to be competitive, it's really fun to see them shed that label, often at the expense of those who have underestimated them!      Really nice work and we'll look forward to seeing more from you in the future!   Good luck!   

Of course, a huge thank you to all of those who have written for this thread and contributed to the overall awesomeness of celebrity fighting!     We do our small part in helping with the FCBA, but am really in awe at all of the talented, creative people around here - keep up the stellar work and know how appreciated it truly is!

[Jackflash Jump]

Joe, that is one spectacular way of saying hello!  I absolutely loved this piece, and I'm anxiously awaiting further contributions from you to our merry little funhouse.   

[al2468]

nice job.

[Taylor Hawkins]

Kate Upton
Age: 25
Height: 5'10
Weight: 140 lbs
Bust: 34DD
Hometown: St. Joseph, Michigan



Cali Logan
Age: 34
Height: 5'3
Weight: 110 lbs
Bust: 34C
Hometown: California

Kate Upton (57%) defeats Cali Logan (43%)
"You would be hard-pressed to find a more stark contrast of bodies; Cali's pert C-cups dangling from her diminutive 5'3 frame, no longer encumbered by any fabric shackles as she circled a visibly winded Upton. Despite Logan's spotless record, many expected the endlessly curvy swimsuit model to roll over her petite opponent; but the curvaceous Upton, standing stark nude opposite a prowling Cali, looked like she was wading through quicksand at this juncture of the match.

Kate stood her ground primarily out of exhausted necessity as Logan energetically darted forward and back; the ring quaking with each quick-twitch, entrancing lunge from the fetish model. Perhaps feeling herself a bit too much, Logan finally picked her spot; bursting forward and recklessly impaling Upton through the waistline with her dipped shoulder. Kate let out a throaty moan as her massive frame folded over Cali's shoulder, her heaving bosom mushrooming against the small of Logan's back as she was clumsily driven into the far turnbuckle spine-first. Upton feverishly clawed for leverage as Cali hooked the backs of her thighs and attempted to take the blonde to the canvas, finally snagging the waistband of Cali's thong and mercilessly hiking the floss-like material midway up her back. Cali suddenly froze as the invasive spandex split her cheeks, the bunched crotch of her bottoms disappearing between her lips and revealing a glimpse of her glorious bush.

"The 70's called, Cali...." Upton gruffly teased, absentmindedly trailing off as she continued to wrench the fraying material between the brunette's quaking thighs as Cali was forced up close and personal with Kate's sleek, shaven cxnt. With Cali utterly paralyzed, Kate aggressively bent forward and hooked the brunette's right leg, tugging and tucking it up against her belly before wheeling away from the turnbuckle. In one artful motion Kate twirled and delivered a crippling Fisherman's Suplex, slinging the seemingly weightless Logan over her head and spiking her curled spine into the canvas below.

Logan let out an abrupt, guttural groan as she trampolined off the mat and sloshed to a motionless stop, her leg still in-tow as Kate folded Cali in half with a shameless bridge pin. Kate sensually extended to her tippy toes, her flawless frame triumphantly flexing as every bronzed fold of flesh glistened under the overhead spotlight, every jaw in the building frozen agape as an elongated 3-count rang out".




Nicki Minaj
Age: 35
Height: 5'2
Weight: 137 lbs
Bust: 34C
Hometown: Saint James, Trinidad and Tobago



Jennifer Lawrence
Age: 27
Height: 5'9
Weight: 135 lbs
Bust: 34C
Hometown: Indian Hills, Kentucky

Nicki Minaj (51%) defeats Jennifer Lawrence (49%)
"A stunned Lawrence drunkenly careened into the far ropes clutching her milky, freckled bosom; scuffling over the discarded remains of her candy red bikini top. She clumsily draped her upper body over the top rope, snagging the rubber cable with the crook of her armpit and using the bowing rope as a lifeline to remain upright. Her eyelashes daintily fluttered as a fiery Nicki covertly approached from behind; Jen's sagging frame still dwarfing a fully upright Minaj at only 5'2. Tonight, it hadn't mattered.

Minaj arrogantly paused her sidling and began to mime as though she was perturbed, placing a contemplative finger on her smirking lips as she lined up the blonde redwood for a decisive felling. With a rare display of athleticism, Nicki arched one of her legs up to the middle of Jen's spine; planting her heel right between the blonde's protruding shoulder blades and applying an immense amount of pressure thanks to her powerful, flexing thighs. Simultaneously, she gripped the top rope on either side of Lawrence's frame and tugged backwards on the springy ropes, tightening the biting rubber against the front of her throat.

Jennifer immediately began to spasm and squirm despite being irreversibly locked in the makeshift noose, the straining veins in her slender neck bulging against the unforgiving top rope as she gagged for oxygen. It only took a matter of seconds for her knees to knock and buckle, her bare breasts quaking and teardropping towards the canvas, perfectly framed by the top and middle ropes pressing firmly into her milky white skin. Finally her prying fingers fell lifelessly to her sides, helplessly twitching as Minaj mercilessly kept her pinned until her consciousness faded. With a dismissive huff she removed her heel and slung the sulking blonde to the mat; each of her comatose limbs pointing to a different corner of the ring as Nicki planted a victorious foot against her upturned bosom to deafening applause".

[Xtra164]

Love your polls/result stories, Taylor!!

Kelsey Chow vs. Aubrey Plaza




Kelsey was regretting how flexible her figure proved to be. Her petite and limber body would quickly become Aubrey's personal ragdoll to torture. Flat on her stomach after what was a pretty ruthless beatdown right from the opening bell by the cunning and sadistic Plaza, Kelsey felt her tormenter take a seat on her back and bend one of her skinny legs way up and back over her body in a single crab leg lock. Aubrey had an almost twisted smile on her face as she looked like she was about to snap a twig by how much she was yanking Chow's leg back while the other leg was left to flail helplessly on the mat and thereby giving everyone a wide-open look at Kelsey's crotch. In the dead center of the ring, Kelsey immediately began tearing up and slapping the mat in surrender.

The bell rang, but Aubrey didn't let go. She actually increased the pressure. Kelsey was stunned when she felt her leg stretched back even further almost to the point where her toes met the top of her head. Even a professional gymnast would find this position agonizing. While it was clear Aubrey chose to continue her domination just because she found it so fun to do, she quickly crew tired of Kelsey's pathetic shrieks and squeals. Thinking on the fly, Plaza remained sitting on Chow's contorted back but readjusted her position so that she was sitting on her knees and both her bare feet were right in Kelsey's weeping face. What followed was a domino effect: Aubrey leaned back even more not only still stretching Chow's leg beyond the limit but in doing so she also accomplished the goal of foot-smothering Kelsey's face into oblivion and stifling her pleas for mercy! The crowd got a great kick out of the mortifying ending for poor Kelsey who was powerless to stop any of this incredibly demeaning torment. She gasped desperately for air but couldn't get much with her features deeply wedged in-between Plaza's sweaty and stinky feet.

After what seemed like forever, Aubrey could certainty go on forever judging by the wide smile on her face the whole time, she felt Kelsey's body go limp and her helpless fidgeting ceased. Plaza still kept the hold in tact for a few seconds longer and, in a display of brutality, she raised her hand high in the air and brought it striking down in a chopping motion right into Chow's spread open crotch! It was a completely unnecessary blow seeing as Aubrey had already won the match by a longshot, but the devlish vixen just couldn't help herself. Kelsey jolted back to life for a millisecond, her features still buried deep in Plaza's feet, before she blacked out again from the intense pain all throughout her body and now including her aching coochie. Aubrey finally threw her leg down to the mat like it was a pool noodle and rose to her feet posing in glory over yet another weakling she demolished in sinister delight. 

[Ginny38]

(etc., etc., and finally)
There was no mercy to be had as Peyton slipped those last few inches forward, obscuring Jennifer's face from sight. The old actress bucked for a few seconds but she accepted her fate soon enough and fell still, permitting Peyton to enjoy her throne and her new title of 'badass chick'.

There's nothing like recognition as *the new badass chick* to get the attention of other *badass chicks*...

or those who consider themselves a *badass chick*...

or those who want to become known as a *badass chick*...

or someone who knows she herself is NOT a *badass chick* and wants to send a message to someone - like Peyton who thinks she is now a *badass chick* but maybe really is not one - not yet anyway...

or someone who wants real *badass chicks* to leave HER alone a little longer and go find easier prey!

(Hopefully, I didn't leave off any other possibilities?)
So has Peyton List really now established herself as a real *badass chick* or has she simply put a target on her back? Well, at least ONE inquiring mind wants to know - are other women going to come after Peyton to *test* her badassness?

If so, WHO? Other old timers still hanging on? Other up-and-coming youngsters who want to make a reputation? Women and girls of all ages and skill levels who hide from the bright light of the main event ring and fight in prelims and *dark* matches far from the notoriety of big time and title fights?

I'm hoping (expecting!) a series of stories starring Peyton List as she checks off the names of her conquests... maybe call it The Peyton Hit List? or The Hit Peyton List, List? (or am I just being too cute by half?)

Still, it does beg the question: When does success become its own worst enemy?

[Ginny38]

Let her face old star badass chick...

Agree on Beckinsale, and I'll add some other *old star badass chicks* of my own.... Jeri Ryan; Charlize Theron; Torrie Wilson; Stacy Keibler; Jennifer Lopez; Jennifer Garner; Jessica Alba; (and the list goes on... and on... and on....)