Dove Cameron
Zendaya ColemanThe battle between Dove and Zendaya had been nothing short of epic. Both 18 year olds fought with the ferocity and skill of veteran warriors. Neither had been able to hold the advantage over the other for long, resulting in a lengthy, grueling stalemate.
Until now, at least. A spectacular roundhouse kick to the face from Dove, catching Coleman entirely by surprised, dropped the sepia-skinned beauty to her knees in a daze. Kneeling beside her, Cameron grabbed Zendaya by the hair and yanked her head back, forcing her to look up and exposing her slender neck, which the blonde promptly targeted with a grinding Oriental Spike thumb jab, inflicting more pain to her victim.
Smirking with supreme smugness, the blonde purrs, “I promised you when we started that your ass would be mine, bitch. I’ll tell you what…after I beat you and win the tiara, you can have a job shining my shoes. It’ll be such a treat watching you grovel before me each day!” A tearful Zendaya’s only reply was a pained gurgle.
Throwing the brunette backward to the penthouse’s carpet, Dove looked to the assembled audience…some of Hollywood’s biggest movers and shakers…and gave a sinister grin while drawing her thumb across her throat, silently signaling her adversary’s final destruction.
This was the moment which Cameron had been waiting for…to use her spectacularly toned thighs to crush her nemesis into oblivion, and thus be crowned the 2015 Dizney Princess. Climbing atop Coleman’s prone body, the blonde clamped her thighs tightly around her foe’s head, locking her ankles.
But so convinced was Dove of her inevitable victory, she was completely unprepared for Zendaya lifting her own legs up and snapping them shut around the blonde’s skull! Now the two rivals were snared in a savage 69, their bikini-clad bodies, muscles coiled and flesh glistening with sweat, straining as they rolled back and forth across the carpet like a beast at war with itself. Their grunts, gasps and groans filled the room as each struggled with all of her might to crush the other into defeat.
Finally, lying side by side, they each ceased to move, save for the heaving of their chests. Their lithe bodies fell slack as their dual headscissors ceased, and their eyes were shut. The host of the fight was about to declare a draw, when suddenly both beauties moaned, each snapping out of her stupor.
But it was Zandaya whose eyes fluttered open first. Quickly assessing the situation, with a small grunt she forced her exhausted body to climb atop her opponent, her back to Dove’s head. Then, with one deft motion, Coleman slid her rear end over Dove’s face; some spectators caught for just an instant the sudden wide-eyed panic of the blonde. Cameron squirmed frantically beneath her adversary, but she lacked the strength to escape, and soon enough she fell victim to the smothering facesit and lay still.
Now it was Zendaya’s turn to smile smugly. Declared the winner, she motioned for the diamond-studded tiara to be placed on her head, while she retained her seat atop her rival. “Every Princess needs a throne,” she said with a chuckle as she basked in the vigorous cheers of the onlookers.
