[Taylor Hawkins]

In Ring


With unwavering confidence in her partner to put away Kendall Jenner on the other side of the ring, Charlotte had seldom bothered to glance in their direction as she managed to overcome a costly early slip-up to terrorize the elder Katic. While preening on the ropes for the audience before they'd first engaged, Charlotte had arrogantly turned her back on the cagey vet who she felt, perhaps rightfully, posed no real threat to her throne. But after slinging a still-topless McKinney to the canvas by her bottoms, Stana temporarily deflated the blonde's massive ego and even larger mammaries with a lung-splitting Implant Buster to Charlotte's heaving tits. Cut down to a more manageable size with her suffocating F-cups flattened to her chest, Katic felt control was hers to take.

Instead it was an incensed McKinney who responded in kind with an Implant Buster of her own; leashing Katic by the throat with a single-handed chokehold before the brunette could capitalize. The gawky brunette gurgled and twitched as Charlotte slowly rose in an homage to Kane, her noose ever-tightening around Katic's slender, buckling stalk before McKinney artfully hoisted and twisted her statuesque frame upside down, pancaking her modest bosom against the canvas with a sternum-flattening explosion that mirrored Katic's Implant Buster from moments ago, only grander.

Stana's prone frame squirmed and floundered in agony as she swaddled her pulsing chest, her long stems pounding the mat as she lulled back and forth on her belly. With a throaty grunt, Stana rose at Charlotte's command, her knees buckling and knocking together as McKinney gripped either side of her braided scalp and hauled her upright. Katic winced as she gripped the blonde's wrists with a frustrated grunt, trying to alleviate the stinging pain rushing down her spine before Charlotte tucked her over at the waist, straddling and nuzzling the back of her skull just beneath her pubic bone. Fishing until she managed to collect both of Stana's free arms, she chicken-winged both behind her arched spine and locked wrists, clasping her hands together with Stana's wrists arrested and bunched behind her back. Katic's taller, awkwardly hunched frame sloshed back and forth as her legs were eased into a standing split, nearly falling slack before she was scooped back up by the belly, her plump derrière perked and pointed straight at the nosebleeds as her petite frame was positioned ever-so perfectly.

With an ear-splitting shout, Charlotte suddenly leapt off the canvas and kicked out her feet so she fell in a seated position, her lean legs spreading into a wide "V" as she detonated the packaged brunette with a merciless Sitout Facebuster. Katic's skull trampolined sickeningly off the canvas between McKinney's legs as she was slung face-first into the springy mat, her limbs jolting motionless, splayed and laid out with each convulsing stem pointed to an opposite corner of the ring. Katic's bubbly ass was the last thing to stop jiggling from the catastrophic impact, devouring the string thong between her cheeks as her body sputtered to a near-motionless stop flat on her belly, gurgling with deep, throaty spasms as she lifelessly pitched with convulsions.

Just as the canvas-quake settled to a stop, Charlotte suddenly looked up to see her partner spilling lifelessly out of the ring, absolutely stunned as she saw a victorious and spotless Kendall Jenner gloating in her place. Astonished and bewildered at what could have happened, the stupefied expression etched across her face quickly vanished as a blur of humanity rushed past her shoulder and careened into Jenner from behind. When the dust finally settled, it was none other than Kate Upton towering beside the crumpled brunette; standing over a slouching Jenner after a devastating elbow to the temple sent Kendall spilling into the very ropes she'd just thrown Scarlett through, barely standing with their aid.

Wide-eyed and dazed as she spun to find the Bantamweight Champion in her grill, Kendall stammered an incoherent mouthful of drivel before Kate lurched two steps back, then burst forward with a decapitating Clothesline. Kendall's comparatively weightless, lanky frame bowed against the ropes at her back as Upton threw her weight into the Clothesline, flipping the brunette over the top rope and tossing her gracelessly out of the ring to the concrete below.

Celeste Star: "Fuck me!!! That was absolute devastation! We've got one bitch down, and another one out!! Things are getting steamy now with not one, but TWO titanic contenders in the ring. Are we finally going to get Upton vs. McKinney?!"

[Taylor Hawkins]

In Ring


Standing confidently with her arms draped over the ropes, Kate Upton played to the vibrating arena by lifting a single hand and motioning to McKinney, inviting Charlotte to engage with the wag of her finger. With McKinney still hunched over the unresponsive brunette she'd just flattened unconscious, an agreeing smile slid across her face as she seemingly welcomed Upton's challenge; she just needed to dispose of the trash at her feet first. Hooking the crook of Stana's armpit with her right hand and digging into her slender rib cage with the other, Charlotte rolled and repositioned the brunette's awkwardly mangled body to more easily bulldoze it out of the ring; the violent nudge causing one of Katic's teardropping tits to spill free, sloshing out from beneath her displaced, malfunctioning bikini top.

"Hey Barbie -- pucker up!" a rushing silhouette suddenly barked from behind; causing Charlotte to gasp as she swiveled to her left just in time to eat a callous, bony shin to the cheek.

Celeste Star: "Look out below -- it's Daddario!!! Katic's stablemate and guardian angel has arrived just in the nick of time!"

The blonde's busty frame awkwardly lawn-chaired flat to her back, whipping limply against the springy canvas before momentarily trampolining back to a flimsy, drooping seated position. With a brief, drunken gurgle, her naked torso jolting with convulsions, the blonde tipped backwards and fell sprawled to her back, arms strewn messily above her head as her eyes rolled into the back of her skull.

Celeste Star: "Even better! Daddario versus Upton IV!! Just clear out the ring and let these bad bitches work."

With Katic and McKinney sprawled and sidelined, the ring fittingly belonged solely to the two Bantamweight Queens of the CWF; and much like their titanic Title fights, there was no love lost as they traded paint with reckless abandon. Riding the momentum of their last two Title bouts, it was Kate Upton that finally captured a decided advantage after an unrelenting barrage of deafening and debilitating slams left Daddario staggered. What felt like a Main Event's-worth of flurries and slams, it was a final gutting Sidewalk Slam and the subsequent Ceiling Hold that left the brunette unable to so much as straighten her mangled spine. Having been stripped completely bottomless by a weary but dogged Upton, the invasive, leg-splitting Ceiling Hold was simply icing on the cake for the blonde. Now that Daddario's neatly-trimmed cxnt had been spread and plastered across the 160' wide arena television screen, Upton was finally content to put the finishing touches on her victory.

Standing topless, but of her own volition, Kate arrogantly pranced toward the center of the ring and palmed her massive, heaving puppies as Alex mewled and squirmed at her feet, pawing at her pulsing spine. With a playful juggle of her fleshy funbags, Upton seemed to signal she was ready for a suffocating Breast Smother before a quizzical, then malicious look slid across her features. Alexandra's writhing frame stiffened and gurgled as Kate instead stepped over the reeling brunette and palmed her throat with one hand, tightening her fingers around the brunette's neck and lifting her off her knees. Daddario's once-statuesque frame sagged, but was compliant as Kate stuffed her other palm between Alex's thighs, cupping her naked mound and gripping the landing strip shaven above her sleek lips. With a throaty exertion of strength, Kate dazzlingly lifted the pedaling brunette with a world-class Military Press; rotating Daddario until she was prone in mid-air nearly 8' off the ground, fully displayed for the lusting crowd. The brunette whimpered and wormed in Kate's vice-like grip, feverishly clawing at the blonde's controlling wrists with her nails hoping to break free.

Just as Daddario was about to be vaulted clean out of the ring, there was another, deeper; "HHHOOOHHHGGGGGHHH" that followed an echoing *CLAP* of flesh.

In the blink of an eye, Upton's devastating Press crumbled and Alexandra was miraculously lowered to her feet, stunned as Kate dropped debilitated to her knees before her. Only when the towering blonde hit the canvas with a weighted thud did Alex look past Upton's blubbering frame and see her partner, Stana Katic, recoiling from a sadistic low blow from behind that felled the blonde.

Upton hoarsely blubbered as she slid to all fours, drool spilling from her bottom lip as her jaw hung open, her heaving bosom dangling and mushrooming against her thighs as she curled into a pitiful ball. Daddario needed just a fraction of a second to capitalize on her second chance as she circled behind Kate and planted her heel against the base of her skull; driving down with ruthless precision and spiking Upton forehead-first into the canvas with a crippling Curbstomp Facebuster. Kate's powerful frame buckled as she let out a throaty grunt, her arms twitching from the impact before sliding limply to her sides, her naked tits jolting with convulsions as her entire crumpled frame sickeningly twitched and spasmed. A kneeling puddle of balled limbs and torso, Kate's curvy, towering frame unfurled as Alex planted a sole on her hip and kicked the blonde to her back, sloshing to a stop with her massive double-D's fleshily pitching as they pointed skyward. A second, more precise jolt sent Upton rolling beneath the bottom rope and spilling to the concrete below, eliminated in stunning fashion.

Celeste Star: "Somebody get mama a cigarette, that was exceptional!! How do we even continue from here?! These Hawkins girls have the competition by the balls now; two former Champs in the ring at once spells disaster for Charlotte and whomever slides in next."

[Taylor Hawkins]

In Ring


As if the ring needed even more star-power, the next fighter was announced over the PA as none other than Brooklyn Decker. Displaying a clever bit of gamesmanship, Decker seemed to be in little rush to actually make her way into the ring for what appeared to be a rather uninviting 2-on-1 with Charlotte McKinney still slumbering; instead opting to stop and sign an autograph for every begging fan on her way down the ramp.

Celeste Star: "What a humble Superstar. How can you not love Brooklyn Decker --The People's Champion! She's obviously not stalling, she just loves her fans!!"

With an impromptu autograph signing and memorabilia exchange taking place on the ramp, the action finally started to pick back up in the ring as Charlotte McKinney began to stir; rising to her feet as Daddario and Katic licked their wounds across the canvas. Hardly coherent enough to realize that Upton was now ringside and she was facing two stablemates at once, McKinney recklessly charged the limping pair. Stana was visibly the fresher of the two thanks to the extended beating Alexandra took at Kate Upton's hand, and as Charlotte lumbered across the ring, the brunette heroically took point, once again stepping in to protect Daddario who was viewed as a favorite to win the whole thing.

The entire canvas quaked as the crazed blonde steamrolled across the ring, seemingly posturing for a Body Splash; or in McKinney's case, a chest-flattening Tit Splash. The elder, statuesque Katic somehow remained stoical as the blonde bull charged; waiting until the last possible moment before artfully vaulting backwards like a gymnast, planting her palms against the mat and twisting through a breathtaking Back Handspring. Mid-revolution, Katic hooked onto Charlotte's neck with her long, sinewy stems, head-scissoring the blonde and slinging her overhead with a Modified Hurricanrana Back Handspring. The stupefied blonde was completely floored by the athletic maneuver; vaulted over Stana's back-flipping frame before careening into and skidding through the ropes. Attempting to snag the stretchy lifelines on her way out, McKinney could only manage to latch hold with one hand, her entire weight dangling for an agonizing moment before she succumbed and tumbled from the ring.

Celeste Star: "Umm... WHAT? Excuse me?! Why did no one tell me 'The Kat' was capable of that??? Absolutely stellar ring-out! I can't believe it -- Charlotte is down before Brooklyn even made it into the ring! These officials have to get Brooklyn under control, she's clearly stalling!"

[Taylor Hawkins]

In Ring


With the referees deciding to put an end to Brooklyn Decker's clever charade after nearly five minutes of filibustering, the busty swimsuit model was finally slung into the ring by a pair of imposing Lumberjacks brought in as reinforcements by the officials. After all, the tiring Hawkins duo in the ring were a far less threatening and formidable pair than the two mindless brutes outside it. Brooklyn had seen that first-hand; as had Katic. Fortunately for Decker, her uphill battle was made that much more manageable before she'd even begun to wage it; as reinforcements arrived in the form of Molly Quinn, who slid into the ring just as Decker did. Of course, Brooklyn would have preferred a stablemate, but a bloodthirsty wildcard hellbent on demolishing one of her foes couldn't hurt her chances. At the very least, she divided; and with Alexandra Daddario still reeling from Kate Upton's demolition, she looked to conquer.

Despite her overflowing gravitas and spunk, Molly Quinn had yet to find a way to dictate in a fair fight with Stana; only being afforded an opportunity to get her shots in when she'd betrayed her former co-star in what was supposed to be a tag-team effort.

With Decker and Daddario cautiously sparring across the ring, Stana picked up right where she left off in their first singles match; only with a palpable uptick in vindictiveness given Quinn's actions, as well as non-actions, in their last meeting. Katic proceeded to ring Quinn's bell in a thrilling number of ways; body-flipping Clotheslines, towering slams, and a leggy standing choke that left the once-assertive redhead meekly retreating. Closely trailing the stumbling redhead with glee etched upon her face, Stana reached out with a cackle and tugged the fleeing Molly back into her lap with a sturdy yank on her bra; undoing the flimsy clasp and sending Quinn's pale, teardropping pair tumbling free as her lace top fluttered to the ground.

Telescoped whole-heartedly into her efforts to demolish and repay Quinn, Stana was caught off-guard as she suddenly heard her partner shriek across the ring. Pinned to the turnbuckle with Brooklyn dangerously on her back, Alex had been stripped of her lycra top and it was now being used to strangle her from behind. The pancaked brunette twisted and squirmed as her gorgeous, natural curves heaved and mushroomed against the unforgiving steel post; her massive, freed tits awkwardly flattened against her sternum as the rest of her delicate frame jolted and spasmed with breathless convulsions.

With her matte black painted nails desperately digging to pry away Brooklyn's garrote, Decker suddenly dipped her shoulder into the small of Alexandra's back and lifted her writhing frame into an Argentine Backbreaker; wrenching the sagging actress into a crippling "C". Alex's naked body bucked and pedaled as Brooklyn impressively flexed her sculpted frame; posturing to full height, strangling and contorting the voluptuous former Bantamweight Champion's spine until she began to lifelessly gurgle and twitch, a stream of drool dripping down Decker's golden hide.

Katic was nearly in a full sprint toward Decker as the blonde completed an exhibitionist revolution, showing off Daddario's limp, spread corpse draped effortlessly across her shoulders for the crowd. The blonde's eyes widened with shock as Katic skated across the ring, but just before lowering her shoulder to spear the preening Decker, Stana was lassoed from behind by Molly Quinn. Stana let out a throaty squeal as the redhead snagged the waistband of her thong bottoms with one hand and her short, braided pony tail with the other, tugging Katic away from Decker before impact. The elder brunette's thighs quaked and pinched shut as she was stopped dead in her tracks; her plump, pink lips devouring the crotch of her thong as she was strung up on the barbed wire fence miraculously put up by Quinn. With Katic's hazel bulbs stretched wide, her mouth hanging agape in breathless agony, Molly used her momentum to reel in Katic and spin the gangly brunette through a dizzying three revolutions, finally slinging her to the canvas by her scalp. Katic's frame jostled and skid like a fish out of water before careening into the planted steel turnbuckle, her spine split by the post, nearly paralyzed by the buckling impact.

A relieved smirk slid across Brooklyn's lips as she was momentarily bailed out by Quinn, but she knew that as soon as Katic was eliminated, all that pent-up rage would be directed her way. With enough dalliance, Brooklyn ruthlessly dropped to her knees, snapping the already unconscious brunette over her rippling shoulders with a devastating Argentine Backbreaker Drop. Alex's splintered frame jolted and spasmed in shock, her naked, teardropping tits convulsing as she was momentarily displayed draped over Decker's back before being allowed to spill lifelessly to the floor. With a disappointed scoff, Brooklyn rolled the convulsing Champion out of the ring to the concrete below, scoring the stunning upset elimination.

[Taylor Hawkins]

In Ring


Stana throatily gurgled as her teary, hazel bulbs stared vacantly skyward, her head hanging limply halfway out of the ring as her dark, painted lashes fluttered. The panting brunette miraculously peeled her angled spine off the post, an impression seemingly left in her rib cage from the awkward fall that nearly snapped her in half. She would be afforded little reprieve as Molly seemed to perk up and rally, tugging on one of Katic's ankles to get her away from the tangle of the ropes.

"HHHNNNGGGGUUUHH--NO...no.....nnnnNNUUUUHHHHHGGGGG" Stana gutturally croaked, mewling as Molly twisted and rolled her to her belly before taking a heavy, unpleasant seat atop the mangled small of her spine. Gripping Katic's thighs and prying them apart, Molly bent and shaped Katic's pendulous frame into a debilitating Boston Crab. Stana hoarsely squealed as Quinn took excruciating turns seesawing atop her fractured spine; lifting off the canvas momentarily before sharply buckling her vertebrae with another jolting drop of her ass.

Streaks of mascara and drool smeared across the canvas as Stana agonizingly wailed, blubbering as she was contorted ad nauseum; her slender belly bowed to the point it looked as though her rib cage were going to burst from her sternum. Eventually tiring and allowing Katic's broken lower half to slump to the canvas, Quinn delighted even further as she lifted the brunette's pelvis and peeled her out of her bottoms; slipping the bunched, sweat-matted thong over her ankles and flinging them out of the ring. Next, Quinn spun around on her spasming flesh cushion and untied the brunette's string bikini top; Katic's freed tits mushrooming against the canvas as her slender sternum swelled with each labored breath, overflowing out from beneath her abdomen.

"Think Nathan misses this old slit?! Me neither..." Molly scoffed as she slid her palm between Stana's thighs from behind, fish-hooking her plump lips with three digits and perking Stana's bubbly ass off the canvas; easing her thighs apart to reveal a thick, manicured bush of pubic hair trimmed above her peach. Katic bristled at the remark, but could muster little more than a shimmy that did little to unseat the insatiable redhead.

Opposite the perched Quinn, the next competitor finally made her way into the ring to the tune of 'Bad Blood' blaring over the PA.

"Nu-uh! Run along now and join their fun! I'm tired..." Brooklyn calmly directed, motioning for Taylor Swift to join the scrap she was watching from afar. Happy to oblige rather than taking on the former Flyweight Champion all by her lonesome, Tay nosily thrust herself right into the middle of Molly's glorious coup de grace, running up on Quinn who was furious she'd been interrupted.

"Why don't you FUCK OFF and mind your own business!" Quinn hissed, giving a two-handed shove to Taylor's belly and sending her staggering a few feet back. Thinking she'd done enough with her bark, Quinn turned her attention back to Katic before a sickening, fleshy *THWACK* erupted. A mist of sweat coated Stana's downed frame as she was suddenly freed of the weight atop her; as Taylor crow-hopped forward and viciously decapitated the unsuspecting redhead with a stunning Roundhouse Kick. Molly's lifeless frame skid to a stop on her side at the base of the ropes, face-down and twitching in a growing pool of blood as her topless frame pitched and spasmed with convulsions. Announcing herself with authority, Taylor Swift dropped to her knees at Quinn's side and shoved the bewildered redhead out of the ring for the elimination.

Celeste Star: "Let's fucking go Tay-Tay!! Comin' out guns blazin'! Look at Brooklyn, she's stunned, she can't believe little ol' Tay Swift is capable of THAT. I'm not sure if 'The Kat' can even walk at this point, Swifty might get a two-for-one!"

[Taylor Hawkins]

In Ring


Stana Katic pathetically whimpered as she military-crawled toward the ropes on her belly, the ring still shaking from the devastation that was Taylor Swift's knockout Roundhouse. The wounded brunette's fingers quaked as she extended toward the bottom rope, gripping with her left as her right hand continued to massage the small of her crinkled spine.

Finished dumping Quinn's corpse from the ring, Swift now turned her attention back to the second half of her opening act; straddling Katic's bare frame and reaching for her ankles. Katic throatily blubbered and bucked her lower half as Taylor clasped her feet and tugged as high and hard as she could, lifting Katic off the ground and attempting to separate her from the ropes. Hoisted prone nearly two feet off the mat, Stana refused to drop her lifelines no matter how recklessly Taylor tugged, her ruby-painted nails clawing at the rubber ropes with life-or-death desperation.

"FINE!" Swift suddenly huffed, abandoning her tug-of-war and allowing Katic's statuesque frame to momentarily sag, her naked tits teardropping and scraping the canvas as her belly dipped to the mat. Keeping hold of the brunette's ankles, Taylor stretched her lanky frame as wide as her wingspan would allow, parting Stana's thighs and spreading her plump lips for a debilitating low blow.

"FFFFUUUGGGKKK--OOOOHHHHHHGGGGGGHH" the brunette hoarsely wailed, her mortified squeals drowning out the sickening *CLAP* of flesh as Taylor reared one of her never-ending stems and split Katic's cxnt with a devilish punt. Stana immediately curled into a ball of anguish, releasing the ropes and twisting into a tortured mangle of limbs, sobbing as she cupped her pulsing crotch.

"Time to kiss concrete..." Taylor raspily taunted, straddling Katic's hip and attempting to pry her out of the impenetrable fetal position. Katic defiantly squirmed and fought the catty Swift, refusing to unravel until finally lashing out with a bony right elbow, catching Taylor square in the jaw. The blonde's cranium rattled as she fell to a knee over Katic, her bulbs fluttering as her head snapped to the left before lulling back on Katic. Just as she re-focused, Katic twisted to her back and extended with both hands, palming Taylor's modest bosom with both sets of talons. With a sharp yelp, Stana ripped down on Swift's diamond-studded bra, snapping the thin shoulder straps and causing the blonde's ever-popular and sought after breasts to spill free.

Mortified, Taylor instantly rushed to swaddle her naked chest as her buckled bra hung uselessly around her belly, squealing as she tried to stand and retreat. Before Swift could slink away, Stana coiled one of her own toned pistons and speared the blonde square in the navel with a heel kick. The gutted Swift snapped over at the waist, nearly folding to the ground as she drifted back into a sturdy mass that shouldn't have been planted in the middle of the ring.

"Oh hello, mosquito bites!" Lindsey Pelas suddenly exclaimed as Taylor pirouette and stumbled into her lap. "Not my intended target, but you'll do for an appetizer."

Celeste Star: "Oh come on, Taylor and Stana don't deserve this!! I can't believe it - TWO NoAirZone blondes in the ring at once! One was bad enough..."

Swift's eyes stretched as wide as saucers as the impossibly busty blonde erected a towering monument to Swift's demise in the center of the ring; twisting and hoisting the pop star until she sat hunched atop Pelas' shoulders. Taylor's gangly frame curled frightfully over Lindsey's head as she was manipulated into Powerbomb position, her eyes welling with tears as Pelas slowly inched her fingers around the waistband of Taylor's biting booty-shorts. Lifting to her tippy toes, Pelas remorselessly drove Taylor's blubbering frame into the canvas from six feet in the air, ripping down on the waistband of Swift's bottoms as she detonated her marvelous Powerbomb, pansing Swift in the process.

The back of Taylor's skull whipped against the canvas, her slender upper half sickeningly twitching as her arms flew above her head, all four limbs jostling with convulsions as she slid spread-eagle, flattened in the center of the ring. Lindsey planted a demeaning heel on Taylor's sleek, waxed slit, raising both arms and victoriously flexing as the pop sensation's naked frame jiggled and shook in the aftershock, finally coming to rest as she was dumped out of the ring.

Celeste Star: "Just crown one of them right now! These two bad bitches are going to rain down hellfire on the rest of these poor girls together. It's senseless!! Who can stop these two?!"

[Taylor Hawkins]

In Ring


Celeste Star: "No way, I can't believe it, there is a God!! We've got another Hawkins girl just in time; tag-team mayhem!!!!"

Right on cue, it was Mandy Moore who less-than-confidently strut down the ramp and joined her stablemate in the ring. While she had faced Decker before and come out on top, that lubricious affair took place while partnered with the Bantamweight Champion, Alexandra Daddario, not a worn-out Stana Katic. To make matters worse, Lindsey Pelas had proven to be one of the most formidable and feared smotherers in the Federation. Despite appearing to be on the short end of the odds, Moore and Katic were faring quite well after the first ten minutes of provocative action.

With Katic mending to the point she was able to exploit the smaller Pelas and begin to grind her down with numerous athletic slams and submissions, Mandy was finding herself able to do the same against a surprisingly enervated Decker. Much to the delight of the crowd, Moore had managed to ravage and strip the busty blonde completely nude of her teeny, lewd bikini top and bottoms, baring with flawless swimsuit model to raucous approval.

Decker's swelling, golden orbs swayed and dangled weightily to the canvas as she rolled and pressed to all fours with a grunt, collapsing to her haunches as she exhaustedly pant while Moore rose opposite her no worse for wear. Heavy beads of sweat poured down the blonde's sternum as her chest rose and fell, caught up in the short stubble shaven above her sleek, sun-kissed cxnt before dripping to the mat. Bedraggled by a sapping, back-to-back Rolling The Dice and Implant Buster from Mandy, Brooklyn couldn't manage to straighten up before the stalking singer forced her to do so, yanking upward on her sweat-matted locks. Stiffening with a grimace, Brooklyn venomously hissed as Mandy thrust her head underneath her armpit, backing the interlocked pair toward the ropes in a Reverse Headlock, as if she were planning to crack open the blonde's forehead with a DDT.

Springing back to life, Brooklyn blindly lurched forward still in Moore's clinch and ripped a disemboweling pair of knees into the brunette's exposed gut, a pair of gruff squawks bursting from the singer's lips. Moore's flexing abdomen curled around each bony knee, heavy mists of sweat erupting from her torso with the fleshy claps. A mouthful of drool sloshed from Mandy's lips as her delicate features twisted in breathless agony, affording the slouched Decker a freeing moment to catch her breath as her clinch threatened to break away.

"HHNNNGGGGOOOHHH" the blonde suddenly moaned with a euphoric rasp in her voice, her body stiffening as Mandy slid her palm over the model's shaven peach and thrust three controlling digits up her slit. Brooklyn's bronzed thighs clamped shut as the brunette hooked her pussy, pumping and burrowing her fingers through folds of flesh until she could grip and hoist the squirming blonde's toes off the mat. Decker pedaled her stems as she was twirled airborne, her curvy frame balanced vertical for an excruciating moment before *THWACK*. With a weighted thud, the entire ring violently quaked as Mandy executed a devastating Delayed Vertical Suplex, kissing the blonde goodnight as the crown of her skull rattled off the unforgiving canvas. Brooklyn's lifeless corpse fleshily twitched and sloshed with convulsions as she flopped flat to her back, tits-up, her toned belly spasming with rapid pants. A triumphant Moore heeled herself at the convulsing model's hip and palmed one of her naked, quaking orbs, rolling the golden, pillowy flesh through her fingers as Decker lifelessly gurgled. With an exhausted but beaming smile, Mandy rolled Brooklyn through the ropes at her side, scoring the stunning upset elimination.

[Taylor Hawkins]

In Ring


Sensing a golden opportunity to fell a contender like Lindsey Pelas with a handicap advantage, Katic and Moore, wearied as they were, launched a frenzied barrage of attacks on the vulnerable blonde who no longer had a friend in the ring. Already somewhat drained from her abbreviated showdown with Stana, Lindsey was unable to counter or muster a shred of offense as she was volleyed back and forth from brunette-to-brunette. Following a thunderous Shattered Dreams from Moore in the corner, the inexorable singer peeled Pelas off the ropes and slung her back toward her partner on the other side of the ring; each using their down-time to recoup some of their sapped strength. Pelas stumbled clumsily to a knee as she bumbled into Katic's grasp, wailing as she was hauled ruthlessly back to her feet with a snarl from the brunette.

Gifted enough rest by her stablemate to at least temporarily rehabilitate her battered spine, Stana proudly straightened her slender, statuesque frame, confidently puffing out her bare chest as she hunched Lindsey over at the waist and tucked the blonde's skull between her trim thighs. Katic prophetically pointed her finger to the heavens as she raised an arm to signal her conquest of the titanic blonde; joining the crowd with a primal, full-throat scream as they rose in unison. The typically even-keeled Katic paused as she corralled Pelas' flailing arms and tucked them behind her back for what looked to be some sort of Piledriver; but with Lindsey sedated, the domineering cougar raised to her tippy toes and roused the crowd even further as she lewdly shook her bare ass, arrogantly jiggling her bubbly cheeks to deafening roars of approval. With the noise reaching a fever pitch, the brunette dipped into a crouch and jumped in the air, taking Pelas with her before spiking the blonde against the mat with a destructive Pedigree.

Pelas' golden frame trampolined off the mat as she was flap-jacked against the canvas, her swelling tits hitting first and mercifully lessening the impact. The blonde's mouth fell agape as she lulled to her side swaddling her sternum and jaw, breathlessly whimpering as she held her massive orbs, both of which had been slung free from her constricting micro-bikini with no hope of being tucked back in to the skin-tight cups. Lindsey continued to thrash and worm on her belly until Stana hunched over her and hauled her right back up, flinging her past the next competitor, Amber Heard, and right into Mandy's waiting grasp.

Pelas drunkenly drifted across the ring and careened into the corner right between Moore's spread legs; the brunette having vaulted atop the turnbuckle and taken a seat on the padded ring-post. The blonde was unlikely to be able to answer what planet she was on, much less form a coherent sentence as Mandy stiffened and arched her sagging frame into a delicate but suffocating Dragon Sleeper. Repositioning her own skimpily-wrapped breasts in her black leather tube top so as not to suffer the same fate as Pelas, Mandy hunched her taller frame and snaked her forearm around the blonde's throat; straightening her comparatively diminutive frame to her tippy toes. The veins in Lindsey's slender neck crackled and bulged as Moore twisted her sleeper tighter, her sweat-soaked forearm sinking tightly around the model's throat as she began to spasm and gurgle. Lindsey's massive, heaving tits heavily swung as she twisted and convulsed, blubbering as she fought for oxygen in Mandy's lap.

Suddenly out of nowhere the blonde blindly raked her hands behind her head and slashed her nails across Moore's eyes, her sleeper disintegrating completely as both palms rushed to clutch her features. The singer hoarsely shrieked as she clumsily fell back to a seated position atop the turnbuckle, rudderlessly swaying as she squealed in agony. Freed of her noose, Pelas alertly rotated and yanked Moore's towering frame to half-height by her dangling pony tail; the brunette kissing her own knees as a stream of blood trailed down her jawline from a gash above her eyebrow. Moore pathetically mewled as her cranium was yanked downward and tucked beneath Pelas' armpit, bristling as Lindsey pressed into her awkwardly contorted middle and bodied her up with a Headlock.

Mandy's squirming and muffled squeals only amplified as her teardropping breasts were flattened to her sternum by the busty, posturing Pelas, fleshily spilling free as the leather tube top strap around her chest slid down around her ribs. Desperately fumbling to tuck herself back into her disheveled top, Lindsey struck with a flash of lightning; leaping out of the corner and pulling the string on her Top Rope DDT. The flailing Moore was driven forehead-first into the mat some six feet below, her body instantly sliding slack, fleshily jiggling with the rattling of the ring. Mandy's limbs slid completely spread eagle, her perked behind devouring the wedgied strip of floss between her thighs as her comatose body twitched with violent convulsions. Knowing the shock-factor and element of surprise would only afford her so many precious seconds, Lindsey quickly nudged the topless, spasming Moore to her hip and tipped her out of the ring to the concrete below for the elimination.

[Taylor Hawkins]

In Ring


Time seemingly stood still as Stana was forced to watch her partner be eliminated while she stood helplessly just a few feet away, too fatigued to intervene in time. But by the time Mandy hit the pavement, Katic was in a dead sprint toward the action, athletically bounding across the ring and recklessly jumping on Lindsey's turned back in an attempt to make things right. One of the last fighters to enter the Royal Rumble, and easily the fittest of the current competitors, Amber Heard was content to wait in the weeds as Stana threw herself into Lindsey and draped herself over the blonde's back like a backpack. The two wildly twisted and danced across the ring, falling clumsily into the ropes on multiple occasions as Stana sunk in a brake-cutting Rear Naked Choke on the topless, heaving blonde.

Pelas finally began to sputter as she lurched to a stop near the far ropes, gutturally spasming as Katic appeared to have wrenched her choke as tight as humanly possible, stapled to the model's sweat-soaked back. With the actress pairing a Body-Scissor with her Rear Naked Choke, Lindsey began to ineffectively paw and claw at the brunette's forearm, but her limb was simply too slippery to grip. Finally the blonde's arms fell away to her sides, her swaying, teardropping orbs sloshing to a stop as her protests ceased. Just as Pelas began to teeter over, she somehow summoned the wherewithal to throw herself backwards and drive Stana's brittle spine into the ringpost at her back. With a hoarse grunt, Katic's boa-like grip slinked away from Pelas' throat, her head thrown back by the crashing impact as Lindsey miraculously managed to discard her bony shawl.

Stana's mouth hung agape as her slender back was once again shattered by another gutting blow, her knees buckling inward as she slumped and genuflect to a knee before pulling back to her feet with the aid of the ropes, wheezing as she held the pulsing small of her back. Sucking wind herself but with a lightning-quick twist of her abdomen, Lindsey spun and slung a blind, head-hunting Back Elbow that struck Stana's cheek with a thunderous *CLAP* of flesh; the brunette's skull whipping sideways with the ferocity of a brutal, jolting neck snap. A crimson mist sprayed across the canvas as a mouthful of blood and drool sloshed from her gaping mouth, the brunette's knees quaking before buckling inwards and collapsing in a puddle of flesh flat on her face. The crowd exploded in unison as Katic slid lifelessly flat on her belly, her cheek smearing through a mess of blood, mascara and sweat as her gangly, naked frame twitched uncontrollably in sickening convulsions, her bubbly derrière pointed skyward as Lindsey huffed above her.

"What the fu--HHHNNNNGGGGGGOOOHHH" the seemingly victorious blonde suddenly sputtered as Amber Heard sidled up to her colossal curves from behind, gripped her platinum locks with both palms, and spiked the busty model's forehead against the turnbuckle. A wide-eyed Pelas was gifted a pair of disemboweling knees to the gut as Amber twisted her torso into prime position and unleashed with her powerful, toned stems; Lindsey's bare belly and rib cage curling agonizingly around Amber's thick thighs as each fleshy *THWACK* erupted.

The blonde cupped her mammoth, panting tits and reddening belly as she dropped to her knees gasping in paralyzed anguish, only to be hauled right back up by Heard. Looking to make her mark on the contest and on Pelas, Amber looked to inflict maximum humiliation on the selectively-modest model. While she had little issue showing off her stunning F-cup tits, Pelas was much more timid when it came to displaying her pussy; as evidenced by the horrified squeals as Amber peeled the sheepish blonde out of her hip-hugging spandex bottoms. Pinching her thighs shut to try and hide the dark brown landing strip trimmed above her sleek slit, Pelas dropped to all fours and began to scurry away from Heard toward the safety of the far ropes. Happy to oblige, Heard ripped another kick into Lindsey's rotund ass, knocking the bewildered blonde to her belly and through the ropes. Managing to hook the bottom rope with the crook of her left knee and snag the middle rope with her right hand, Pelas lifted herself off the apron and to a knee outside the ropes, peering back at Amber with tears welling in her eyes now that she'd been stripped completely naked.

Celeste Star: "Wow - I know we've got some hair-flying action going on over here with Pelas and Heard, but this Kat has 9 fucking lives! This chick is unconscious and an easy elimination, but the next girl in the ring is none other than Kate Mara, her stablemate!!"

Moving to put the sobbing blonde out of her misery, Heard worked to a light trot toward Pelas' side of the ring, still not having broken a sweat as she looked to spear Lindsey out of the ring. Only just as Amber dipped her shoulder in hopes of drilling the landing strip on Pelas' pelvis, Lindsey sprung forward and ripped a sharp knee of her own that extended through the ropes and found Heard's temple. The blonde's ducking frame awkwardly coiled as she ate the bony strike in the cranium, drunkenly wobbling to her heels before Lindsey reached over the top rope and sunk her own talons into Heard's locks. Amber did little more than blubber as Lindsey pulled her chest-to-chest, the model's titanic breasts mushrooming against Heard's wrapped pair as they smooshed body-to-body. Still gripping Amber's loose mane, Pelas slung the vacant blonde over the top rope at her side with a Hair Mare, whipping Heard out of the ring and somehow managing to stay balanced atop the apron herself.

Celeste Star: "You've got to be kidding me!!! That's either the greatest comeback or the greatest choke-job I've ever seen! Lindsey Pelas just REFUSES to go down! Amber had her dead-to-rights! We've got Lindsey Pelas on the ropes, Stana Katic unconscious in the corner, Kate Mara fresh as a daisy, and one final lady making her way to the ring right now to round out your Final Four!!! Can Pelas actually be the favorite in her state?!"

[Taylor Hawkins]

In Ring


Unfortunately for Stana Katic in her flickering state of consciousness, Kata Mara didn't last very long as her field medic. The final competitor to vault into the ring was none other than Victoria Justice, and these two Strawweights had a fresh, nasty score to settle. Mara was ripped away with a shriek by her playful, shoulder-length strawberry blonde locks and enveloped in torrid, tumbling ball of hate the second Victoria's heels hit the mat. The two clawing hellcats made up for lost time, managing to strip each other topless of their contrasting black and coral bras before Pelas had even stumbled her way back between the ropes.

Setting her sights resolutely on the waking, wallowing brunette in the far corner, Lindsey didn't even break stride as Victoria seized control and flung Mara across the ring; crossing Pelas' path as she rebounded off the ropes and sprinted right back into a decapitating Clothesline from Justice that splashed her topless frame to her back. Stana's hazel bulbs widened and lit up as she woke to Pelas' naked, glistening frame nearing and hunching over hers; feebly pedaling her heels against the mat in an attempt to inch backwards but already finding the small of her back firmly planted against the ringpost.

"Hhhhnnnngggghh--no, NO!!" the brunette pitifully protest, lashing out with a spearing heel kick toward Pelas' belly only to have it caught by the dogged blonde. Pelas paused for a cheeky wag of her finger as if to tell Katic she had no more tricks up her sleeve, only just as the model broke into a pearly smile, it was wiped clean off her smirking face with a slobber-knocking toe kick from Stana's free leg. Pelas fell a half step back before allowing Stana's lifted behind to slam back to the canvas, a mouthful of drool sloshing from her gaping mouth as her eyes fluttered into the back of her skull, her bell clearly rung by the flush contact.

The bumbling model dropped with a weighted thud to her knees as if she had concrete shackles, her overflowing bosom sloshing with each heavy pant of her sternum as they dangled toward the mat. With Pelas temporarily lacking any agility or motor skills, Stana was able to slip away from the slumped blonde's heavy-handed attempt to grapple with her on the ground and dive into full-guard. Stumbling and faltering herself, Katic instead began to slowly mount the turnbuckle at her side, turning her back on the kneeling blonde and climbing one rope at a time; each step eliciting a louder roar from the crowd. Hitting level with the top rope, Katic spun and took a labored seat atop the cushioned turnbuckle, spinning ready to leap and execute a full-body splash on the downed blonde.

"HOOOOHHHHHGGGGGHHH--GGGGGUUUHHHHHGGG" Katic suddenly blubbered as she was greeted with a pair of backhanded slaps; the first clapping against her cheek before the second erupted against her sternum, jiggling her bare chest. Stana's lanky frame slipped and slumped to a sagging seat, her thighs easing into the splits and allowing Lindsey to scoop her up from below, twisting and contorting the mewling brunette atop her shoulders in preparation for a Muscle Buster. The brunette hoarsely squealed and squirmed as her gangly frame was crunched and compacted into a tight package, her slender thighs agonizingly split as Lindsey hooked the pits of her knees and pried her legs apart as far as they would stretch. Stana's belly flexed and pant as her abdomen was scrunched like an accordion, the tender muscles in her thighs straining and buckling as Lindsey continued to bow her legs past the point of a full split, invasively displaying her spread slit and asshole. Finally Pelas dropped and detonated her package against the mat, the entire ring quaking violently as Stana's spine was bludgeoned against the canvas. The crunched brunette sprung spread eagle as her balled frame was forced to unravel in an instant, throatily howling as she flopped limply to her belly, sputtering with slow, forced breaths. Somehow she managed to place one hand in front of the other, slinking flat across the mat toward the corner of the ring nearest her puddly frame.

"Can you have a 'Signature-Finisher' if you've never actually done it to someone else? Everyone you face just does it to you? A Reverse-Finisher!? I'm just brainstorming here..."

Tears streaked down Stana's panicked, mascara-smeared features as Lindsey's words shook her core, blubbering incoherently as she military-crawled faster.

"NNNNNGGGGGGUUUHHHHGG..." Katic wailed at full-throat as Lindsey stepped over and straddled her lanky frame, spiking her heel into the small of Stana's pulsing spine and stopping the brunette dead in her tracks. The spent actress feebly pawed at Lindsey's wrist as the blonde curled her right digits around a clump of Stana's braided auburn locks and spun her to her backside; Stana's puddled, gangly frame sloshing to a stop on her butt seated Indian-style. Slobber trickled from her bottom row of pearly white teeth as her mouth hung open, sucking wind as her head hung low, dribbling down her crunched, panting belly and mixing with the sweat pouring down her frame before being caught up in the thicket above her mound. Another throaty wail erupted from Stana's lips as her teetering frame was yanked semi-upright by the scalp, her once-statuesque frame lawn-chairing at the waist as Pelas tucked Katic's skull between her powerful, flexing thighs. Stana's heels slid deeper into a split to accommodate Lindsey's shorter frame sagging atop hers; her bubbly, spread cheeks perking skyward as Pelas bent down and clasped her arms around Katic's slender, panting belly. A hoarse squeal eeked from the brunette's lips as the overwhelming weight of Lindsey's suffocating, freed tits mushroomed against her shoulder-blades, her knees buckling as her lower half failed to support the weight of Pelas bearing down upon her spent frame; her plump, bushy labia peeking out from between her slender thigh-gap as her hips rocked back and forth.

Finally gathering the energy needed, Pelas athletically hoisted Stana's tippy toes off the canvas and twirled her gawky frame; splaying and balancing the brunette across her shoulders in picture-perfect Widow's Peak position. Stana's toned legs wiggled as they chicken-winged apart and into the splits, her shins balanced atop Pelas' thighs as the blonde carefully maneuvered her squirming corpse into a crucifix position. Hooking her chin from behind and forcing her pooled, hazel bulbs toward the rafters, Pelas curled and bowed Stana's pulsing spine until a shattered grunt slithered from her lips. The brunette's slender belly spasmed with heavy pants and convulsions as her rib cage threatened to burst out the front of her chest, her freed, teardropping tits fleshily quaking as her sternum was torturously arched skyward. In a sickening flash of lighting, the brunette's soft coo was silenced with a throaty gurgle, her frame awkwardly buckling as she was skewered against the canvas with a debilitating Widow's Peak. After spiking against Lindsey's shoulder, Stana's skull viciously trampolined and slung against the steel ringpost, rattling between two immovable objects as her knees detonated against the canvas, arms sloshing above her head in disarray. The brunette's violently twitching frame spasmed and jolted with convulsions as she momentarily balanced on her knees before sagging to her haunches with her thighs folded up beneath her ass. Her slender sternum trembled and shimmied with nauseating convulsions, her bare, fleshy tits quaking before she finally tipped backwards.

Stana's mangled, naked corpse twitched with gentle pitches as Lindsey exhaustedly slid the brunette's shoulder-blades over the edge of the apron. With another meaty, two-handed nudge, the small of Katic's back dangled over the precipice; her lower half just caught up in the ropes as her awkwardly split, chicken-winged thighs hit the low clearance of the bottom rope. The brunette's hazel bulbs rapidly fluttered, her mascara-smeared lashes peeking through loose, sweat-matted strands of her braided auburn locks that partially covered her face as her arms fell out of the ring, hanging above her head as she was left strung upside down, partially hanging out of the ring as Pelas rose to her feet. The brunette's fleshy tits quaked with the aftershock running through the ring and the spasms of her sternum, her golden brown nipples stiffening as the cold arena air brushed delicately over every inch of her exposed frame, her tummy spasming with frenzied, abbreviated pants. Left dangling in the crucifix position, her thighs split and legs folded up beneath her ass, Pelas towered over Katic as she stood and straddled the gurgling actress. With a dismissive scowl, the blonde planted a foot atop Stana's sweat-drenched mound; grating her heel against Stana's plump, spread slit, her toes curling and tugging the thick mound of pubic hair shaven above her lips. Twitching in and out of consciousness, Katic's frame stiffened as she let out a raspy grunt, pathetically blubbering as she fluttered back to life, the veins in her neck bulging, her slender abdomen flexing as she incoherently flailed in an attempt to keep from falling. Athletically crunching her toned belly nearly parallel to the concrete below, Stana lifted her head just in time to eat another sickening *CRUNCH*. Straddling Katic from above, Lindsey sensually craned one of her stems through the ropes and remorselessly speared the brunette with her toned piston, forcing Stana to kiss her heel with a deplorable Big Boot. Katic's gangly frame snapped and slung against the side of the apron, dangling and fleshily twitching upside down as Lindsey kept her opposite heel planted firmly atop Katic's cxnt just long enough to watch her buckled frame squirm before allowing her to tumble to the concrete in a contorted, twisted pretzel.


Obliviously trading pint-sized blows of their own, the two petite, dueling Straws came to a grinding halt as Lindsey Pelas suddenly appeared at their side; staring like deer in the headlights as the naked, buxom lioness took her choice of meat; opting for dark(er) in Victoria Justice. Peeled away from her vendetta against Kate Mara, Victoria was helpless to resist against Pelas' overwhelming curves and earth-shattering power, kicking and squealing as she was silenced with a devastating Package Piledriver. Victoria's tiny, upturned ass devoured the thin, spandex booty shorts she was wearing as she gurgled on her tummy, twitching with convulsions as Pelas planted a palm on her slender, naked back. Shimmying the awkwardly folded brunette out of her bottoms, Justice joined Pelas in the birthday-suit club, leaving Kate Mara as the only competitor left with a shred of dignity thanks to her tiny thong bottoms.

Despite witnessing Victoria laid out face-down on her belly first-hand, you'd hardly call it a victory for Mara who appeared to be next on the hitlist. The topless redhead helplessly pirouette in a frenzy looking for her partner, Stana Katic, who was currently gurgling ringside in a body pile Kate was likely to join. A pair of attempted backhand slaps to the chest did little to deter the stalking blonde, as her massive, dangling orbs simply absorbed anything Kate could bring. Deciding to turn-tail and run, Mara didn't make it far before she was lassoed from behind like a helpless calf.

The auburn-haired actress pathetically whimpered as Lindsey tugged her in close, stapling Mara to the ropes and pancaking her between devastation and elimination. Kate blubbered and squirmed as Pelas snaked a single forearm around her throat and tightened the bony noose, arrogantly sinking in a One-Armed Rear Naked Choke while simultaneously stuffing and cramming Kate's upper half through the ropes. Kate's sternum twisted and curled as her freed tits were flattened and battered by the ropes, squealing before her cries were muffled by her windpipe squeezing shut. The redhead sputtered and gurgled as she was lustfully groped and mauled from behind, her body being contorted halfway through the ropes as the veins in her throat buckled and bulged, fighting desperately for oxygen. With her upper half dangling through the middle and top rope, Lindsey went to work on her lower half, peeling Kate out of her thong bottoms and revealing her thick, trimmed, dark-auburn landing strip and pale, pink pussy lips. Mara desperately clawed and clung to the ropes as she was forced through them, her torso hunched over at the waist as she dangled face-to-face with the ground, her porcelain breasts fleshily teardropping from her delicate sternum as Pelas pushed her lower.

"UUUHHHHHGGG--HNNNGGGGGOOOOHH" Pelas suddenly burst, dropping Kate from her Sleeper as a huffing Justice miraculously recovered and spiked consecutive heels into the back of Lindsey's knee. The blonde's lower half buckled as she genuflect, wailing as she reached back to cup her pulsing joint before her torso was split by a third gutting Roundhouse to the rib cage. Pelas' voluptuous frame crunched and buckled around Victoria's shin as she hoarsely grunted in agony, collapsing to her side before writhing to her belly. Lindsey's lithe stems inconsolably pedaled into the splits as she swaddled her abdomen, blubbering as she twitched and squirmed on her belly. Having managed to snag the middle rope on her way down, Mara slid back through the ropes with a cautious helping hand from Justice, still gagging and sucking wind as she struggled back to her feet, all three now stripped completely bare.

The tag-teaming pair of Strawweights approached the whimpering, downed Pelas as she continued to writhe on her belly, her swelling tits mushrooming out the sides of her petite abdomen as she squirmed flat on her face, smearing drool and sweat across the stained canvas. Taking a commanding charge, Victoria hauled the writhing blonde up to her feet, her flushed features twisted as she cradled her fractured ribs, her mouth hanging agape sputtering for air as Justice thrust her skull beneath her armpit.

Posturing the mewling blonde for a DDT, Kate Mara joined the fray as she gripped Pelas' curvy hips, pressing her pelvis into Lindsey's plump ass from behind doggy-style. Pelas pitifully squirmed as Mara pressured her pelvis deeper into Lindsey's rotund ass, mauling her hips with domineering thrusts, ripping at the blonde's overflowing folds of flesh as she eased Pelas' thighs apart from behind with her own knees, rhythmically pulsing and grinding her own bushy slit against Pelas' sleek cxnt from behind as her labia peeked through her slender legs. Finally hooking Lindsey's thighs with both arms, Kate hoisted the blonde's heels off the canvas for a Tag-Team DDT. The blonde squirmed and twitched as Victoria tightened her noose around Lindsey's throat, disorienting her with a suffocating Headlock as the two Strawweights kept her suspended parallel to the ground. Pelas helplessly bucked her frame as her massive, heaving tits sloshed and dangled toward the ground, muzzled but pathetically squealing until Victoria kicked back and demolished the suspended blonde with a Jumping Tag-Team DDT. The tip of Lindsey's skull sickeningly trampolined off the canvas as her entire frame bounced upright, wobbling on her knees for a split second before she tipped over and collapsed lifelessly to her belly. The bronzed blonde's curvaceous frame wildly twitched and sloshed with convulsions as Kate rolled her to her backside with a gruff shove, her heaving tits fleshily jostling and pitching as her entire frame seized and floundered. Continuing their joint effort, Mara and Justice each planted their palms on a patch of flesh and shoved the awkwardly sprawled blonde from the ring.


Both stark nude Strawweights slumped exhaustedly to their haunches as Pelas tipped to the concrete below, the entire arena in awe trying to comprehend what they just saw.

Celeste Star: "Did I see that right?! Do I need glasses? Do we have a tie, or what's going on here!? They can't be all buddy-buddy now!"

Mara paused with a quizzical look on her flushed features as Victoria graciously extended another helping hand, offering to lift Kate back to her feet in unison as Justice struggled to hers. Hesitant and incredulous, but taking the offering, Victoria charmingly grinned as she pulled Kate to her feet and thrust both their arms skyward; celebrating as if they were two respecting boxers who'd both come out victorious. Only just as the naïve and sweet-tempered redhead let her guard down, Victoria shamelessly changed course, yanking Kate by the wrist into a debilitating Friendship Breaker elbow.

Mara's pale, delicate frame sloshed on her heels as her skull rattled from the bony strike, hoarsely gurgling as she drunkenly pirouette and tipped over. Still gripping her wrist, Justice pulled Kate into her lap before the crippled actress could spill to the canvas, swaddling the twitching redhead in a Reverse Bearhug. Kate's wide-eyed, pained features were shielded by her sweat-soaked, tousled, shoulder-length locks, her chin hanging toward her belly as her limp frame sagged against Justice's. Mara's fleshy tits quaked and weightedly teardropped as Vika locked her wrists around Kate's slender belly, lifting to her tippy toes before catapulting the disoriented redhead over her head with a debilitating German Suplex.

Kate's slender thighs buckled into an awkward split as her lower half lawn-chaired and collapsed atop itself at impact, letting out an abrupt, throaty gurgle as she scrunched in half at the waist. Gracelessly teetering folded in half on her back, her ass lewd and shamelessly spread and pointed skyward, Mara mercifully spilled flat to her backside after an agonizing moment spent propped on her mangled spine. Somehow still conscious, Kate pathetically mewled and squirmed to life as Victoria stepped over and straddled her abdomen, wilting in her arms as Justice leaned down and scooped Mara up underneath the armpits.

Reeling the puzzled, floundering redhead back to her feet, Victoria was unrelenting as she callously lifted Kate's ruby-painted toes off the canvas and contorted her buckled, naked frame into a Bearhug. The insatiable brunette seemed to just feed off Mara's squeals as Kate threw her slender thighs around Justice's midsection and locked her ankles, attempting to alleviate some of the crushing pressure on her spine. Continuing to roughly wrench and pretzel Kate's curvy frame, Mara let out a hoarse shriek as Vika thrust her skull underneath her armpit, scrunching the redhead's abdomen before arresting and twisting a wrist behind her own back. The neatly packaged Mara listlessly bucked and squirmed as Victoria postured up to full height, her perked, spread ass jiggling as she desperately grate her naked, bushy pelvis against Justice's sweat-soaked, glistening abdomen. Folds of flesh overflowed as their two slender sternums pancaked against one another, Kate's scrunched, panting belly heaving with quick spasms as she attempted in vain to bust free, one of her fleshy, porcelain tits sloshing free of the body-press and teardropping toward the mat below as she was curled to nearly kiss her own knees.

Only when the redhead's twisting and worming ceased did Victoria pull the string on her paralyzing Cradle DDT, spiking Mara's forehead against the canvas below. Mara's pale frame buckled once again as her thighs were caught up underneath her weight, snapping over at the waist as she kissed the mat. Kate's naked frame snapped into a "V" atop Justice's, the redhead's thighs ripping into the splits as the impact unraveled them from around Victoria's waist. Mara's crunched lower half surged against Victoria's navel as her spread sex painted Justice's flexing lower belly, her pelvis pumping with convulsions before her thighs began to quake and part further, sagging limply into a revealing split as Mara collapsed forward. Kate's sweat-drenched, light pink nipples stiffened as they dangled against Victoria's panting midsection, pitching and heaving as she laid propped up and slumped against Victoria's prone frame. Kate's curvy torso curled as she sputtered to a lifeless stop atop Justice, sickeningly twitching before sliding flat against the brunette's belly, curled into an awkwardly contorted shape as she spasmed and convulsed. The redhead's bubbly derrière jiggled as it propped up pointed skyward, her plump, pink slit peeking out from between her arched thighs, the bushy landing strip trimmed above her lips glistening with a sheen of sweat as her hips pulsed and rocked.

Celeste Star: "She's done it!!! She's actually done it! From ultimate Jobber Champion to Queen of the Fucking Ring!! Victoria Justice!!!!!!!"

Finally spilled into a twitching heap from Justice's lap, Kate sloshed to her backside, tits up, her slender belly still heaving and spasming with heavy pants. Rolling the redhead toward the ropes, Victoria callously twirled her palm around a clump of sweat-matted hair and dangled the lifeless Mara by her scalp, her porcelain frame jolting as she sagged to her haunches, hanging from Vika's grip. With a final dismissive huff, Justice slung the convulsing Mara through the ropes to the concrete below, securing her title of Queen of the Ring.

[KatieJobber]

I’m so excited you posted! I can’t wait to read through this when I get time!

[Jimi]

Amazing work, thanks so much for all you do with this league.

[Taylor Hawkins]

Thanks Jimi and Katie!

Gotta be honest, I was (selfishly) hoping for a bigger reception given the insane scope of work lol. Pretty demoralizing. I thought a massive Royal Rumble was unique and fresh, never seen anything done like this. Oh well, guess these leagues have a shelf life.

[Nicole S]

Don't let it get you down! I love reading these myself but even I oft forget to comment. There's lots of factors.

It is a busy time of year and the forums have definitely been quieter. I feel like forums themselves are generally being less populous than they have been in recent years as well. Lastly, more people prefer to read silently and maybe drop a like, but tons of replies are rare even for other writers. You, Freefall, and Jack are all fantastic writers but even a handful of comments per story/post is a rare thing indeed.

Keep writing for yourself! Your work is great and the effort is definitely there. Don't get discouraged. Post here and on other sites and you'll get more bites. Lastly, happy holidays.

[the_walkin_dude]

Keep writing for yourself! Your work is great and the effort is definitely there. Don't get discouraged. Post here and on other sites and you'll get more bites. Lastly, happy holidays.

This. A thousand times this.

While it is most certainly an endorphin rush to get feedback on a piece (especially a lengthy one) you can't let it color your outlook on whether it was a success or not. As long as you're writing the material that makes you happy, that makes a resounding success as far as I'm concerned. Your efforts are very much appreciated and I for one liked seeing Victoria Justice (who has always struck me as far more competent than her placement in various 'biggest loser' polls might suggest) get a chance to shine.

Have a good one,

~rf