Gabrielle Union vs. Kate Beckinsale
The air in the arena crackled with tension as the bell rang, signaling the start of the epic contest between Gabrielle Union and Kate Beckinsale. Both women, at 52, both bodies honed through years of hard work, but their figures and their fighting styles are quite different. Gabrielle Union, is a straight-at-you powerhouse. Kate Beckinsale, is quick, flexible and an agile tactician. About the same height, both with small racks but amazing abs. Gabrielle has a weight advantage, mostly carried in her butt and thighs. They will soon be locked in a battle of strength, endurance, skill and willpower.
Kate stands in the ring exuding confidence. She kicks up high with her epic legs, slaps on her solid abs and struts in her corner, playing to her very vocal fans. By contrast, Gabby is subdued. She faces into her corner, holding the top ropes as she stretches out. This annoys Beckinsale. She wants to rile up her opponent.
Turning towards her cheering fans, she shouts, “Gabby sucks, her ass is fat and her chest is flat!”
Her fans quickly pick up the chant. Gabby fans start to boo loudly. Union ignores all the noise. In a few moments, the bell rings, sounding the start of the match. Kate is the first to move. She darts forward, her speed evident as she aims a sharp kick at Gabrielle’s knee, working to destabilize the more solidly built woman. That Gabrielle’s legs are formidable is apparent to Kate. Her knee strike is smart—and it hurts. Union grimaces but stands her ground. Speedy Kate feigns a head kick, but once more strikes at the same knee. Gabby’s leg buckles. Yet she quickly recovers her balance and backs away, fists up.
Kate is up on her toes, moving lightly as she advances on Union. Gabrielle’s arms shoot out, grabbing Kate by the waist and lifting her off her feet. In one fluid motion, Gabrielle lifts and tosses Kate up to her shoulders, walks slowly around the ring before sending the Brit crashing to the mat with a body-slam that shakes the ring.
Kate groans, but she quickly rolls away, narrowly avoiding Gabrielle’s foot stomp. Gabrielle catches Kate’s arm, pulls her to her feet and twists her arm into an arm bar. Union kicks Kate twice in the butt, then drags Kate’s body around in tight circles as the pressure on her shoulder mounts. Gabby easily forces Kate to her knees.
Kate’s face contorts but she manages to struggle back to standing. Union kicks her in the belly, propels her around the ring in fast circles. With a powerful jerk, Gabrielle flings Kate across the ring, sending her crashing into the far corner. The crowd gasps as Kate’s back slams against the turnbuckles. She rests there but she doesn’t get much time to recover.
Gabrielle stalks forward with confidence. She charges at Kate, shoulder low, to deliver a devastating body blow. The impact of the collision leaves Kate flattened and breathless. Gabby takes Beckinsale by her chin and holds her head up.
“Where’s that smart mouth of yours now, bitch?” Union mocks.
Kate has no response. Gabby slaps her across the cheek, then walks back across the ring. Union takes a 3 point stance, then launches forward. But Kate, has had enough time to recover her wits. The Brit’s resilience is exceptional. Her reflexes quick. At the last possible second, she slips out of the corner. Gabrielle collides hard into the corner, the impact rattling both the ring and her bones. She staggers back, stunned and disoriented. She takes two steps forward but falls to the mat, then staggers back up on wobbly legs.
Brit fans go wild, sensing the shift in momentum. Kate’s eyes lit up as she quickly seizes the opportunity. In a heartbeat, Kate dives at Gabrielle, wrapping her arms around the larger woman’s waist and demonstrates her own considerable strength as she lifts Gabby off her feet and tosses her down to the mat. Kate pulls Gabby back to her feet and snap-mares her down hard. Gabrielle crashes to the mat. She is still disoriented, gasping under the Brit’s assault.
Kate doesn’t waste any time. She stomps Gabrielle in the belly, the hair-hauls her to her feet. Gabby pulls away, still on unsteady legs as she moves towards the ropes. Kate launches a drop kick, catching Union square in the chest and knocking her into the ropes. As Gabby bounces forward, Kate meets her with a clothesline dops Union to her back.
It takes some effort, but Kate again pulls Gabby to her feet and hip checks and shoves her into the corner. Gabby spins around but Kate drives her knee up into her belly, then slams a forearm against Gabby’s collar bone. Gabrielle grits her teeth, her chest heaving as she absorbs the punishment with her anger boiling up.
Kate raises her knee to slam her foe again, but Union deflects her strike. Gabby spins Kate around, wraps her arms around Kate’s middle and hoists the lighter woman up off her feet. She tosses Beckinsale nearly across the ring.
Kate’s incredible conditioning makes it possible for her to roll onto her feet immediately. She turns and charges at Union. Gabby stands her ground and catches Kate in a bear hug. Union lifts Kate high and starts bending her backwards as she tightens her arms. Kate kicks and wriggles in Gabrielle’s grip, but the woman’s strength is nearly unbearable. Fortunately, her arms are free. Kate ear-claps both of Gabrielle’s ears. Gabby grunts and tosses Kate away.
Gabrielle bends down to pull Kate up, but Kate is already moving. She grabs hold of Gabrielle’s neck and spins, planting a sharp elbow into Gabrielle’s temple. The powerhouse is stunned. She staggers back, her vision blurring for a moment. Kate seizes her opening.
Kate throws herself into Gabby, knocking her down. Without hesitation, Kate drops to the mat to wrap her legs around Gabrielle’s neck in figure-four neck scissors. The crowd erupts as Kate squeezes her all-muscle, lethal legs tightly around Gabrielle’s neck. using her strength and agility to lock in the painful submission hold.
Gabrielle grunted, trying to pry Kate’s legs apart, but Kate’s grip was locked in. With every passing second, the pressure on Gabrielle’s neck grew more intense. Her pained face tenses as she struggles to breathe. Kate looks to be in complete control.
“Submit, Gabby. You’re not going to break free,” Kate taunted, her voice low, but brimming with confidence.
“Never,” Gabrielle’s voice was fierce, even as she fought to keep her head above water.
Gabrielle’s hands claw at Kate’s legs, but they feel like steel. She kicks her legs desperately, but the hold is unyielding. Her muscles strain against the pressure, every fiber of her body burns with the effort to escape.
It seems like Kate will win. Gabby’s resistance weakens. The crowd is on the edge of their seats, watching Gabrielle Union struggle in this unbreakable, painful submission hold. Gabby’s fans start to chant her name. Gabby stirs. With a loud scream, Gabby focuses all her remaining strength into her core.
Slowly throwing her legs from side to side, Gabby begins to shift her weight to her left hip. Gabby’s legs push their locked bodies closer to the ropes. Using the ropes for leverage, Union manages to flip over and twist her body around, forcing Kate to relinquish the hold.
Kate is quick to her feet and launches herself at her still prone opponent. Gabby manages to pull her knees up. Kate crashes down, her gut taking the hit. Gabby throws her off and kicks the Brit away. Both women stagger to their feet, sweat dripping from their brows. Kate’s chest heaves as she catches her breath. Gabrielle stands, hands rubbing her neck, unbroken by Kate’s best efforts, Union’s expression is one of quiet determination.
They meet in the center of the ring. Kate tries to use her speed to find an opening. Gabrielle’s power and resilience prove too tough. Kate belts Gabby in the gut. Gabby returns fire. Fists pump hard into abs. Neither woman will back down. Gabby leans into her last strike. Kate steps back, hurt.
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Gabrielle launches herself at the Brit with all the force of a freight train. Roaring, Gabby drives her shoulder into Kate’s midsection, lifting her off her feet and tossing her back to the mat. Union quickly drags Kate back up. She drives her knee up into Kate's bruised gut, lifting her off her feet. Union's left fist disappears in the Brit's belly. Gabby lets Beckinsale drop to her knees in front of her. The Brit struggles up to her feet. Gabrielle again buries a punch deep in her gut. Gabby wraps her left arm around Kate's neck, turns to her fans to amp up their noise. Union traps Beckinsale in a reverse headlock, bending her backwards. Gabby’s fist beats into Kate's r belly and boobs. Kate legs wobble under the pounding.
Kate’s fans are howling and booing. Gabby stops only to flash them the bird.
Gabrielle stops, drags Beckinsale forward, pulling the Brit's head between her iron thighs. The Brit yelps as the trap shuts around her neck. Beckinsale moves her hands to claw at Union’s butt. She soon discovers that Union's butt is granite hard. Kate screams as her captor notches up the pressure crushing her neck. Beckinsale rakes her nails down the back of Gabrielle's thighs, but the black woman holds her ground, once more notching up the pressure around Kate's neck.
Union hisses, "You're damn lucky it ain't worth the trouble to break your neck."
Wrapping her arms around Kate's waist, Gabrielle lifts her up, upending the fit Brit. Union moves to the center of the ring. Her arms squeeze tight around Kate's waist as she shakes and bounces Kate like an upside-down rag doll. Gabby lifts Kate a bit higher, then she pile-drives Kate into the mat. Gabrielle stares down at the sprawled out Brit. Beckinsale lies on her back, holding her head, cursing softly.
"You F***in bitch, I'll get you..." Kate stammers.
"Some fools never learn their lessons," Gabrielle laughs, slips down next to Beckinsale.
Union wraps her thighs around Kate's thin waist. Holding the Brit around the head with her right arm, Union squeezes her legs tight around the Brit's waist. Beckinsale screams, feeling like her ribs are about to break. Gabrielle's arm presses hard against Kate's face, distorting her features. Kate’s fans are booing loudly. Gabby’s fans are cheering just as loudly.
Beckinsale desperately lashes out with her fingers, trying to find something to attack. Gabrielle grabs her left wrist and holds it tight. Union wraps her right hand around Kate's mouth and nose. The Brit bucks for a few moments, as Union plays with her, smothering her, then letting her gulp in a mouthful of air. Finally, Gabrielle slaps Kate's face lightly, looks her in the eyes.
"I'd like to stay and play, but I've got a busy evening planned,” Gabrielle jeers.
Union constricts her thighs as tight as she can. Beckinsale lets loose an agonized wail, then slips into unconsciousness. Gabby’s fans erupted in cheers as Gabrielle stands victorious, her hands raised in triumph.
