[Ginny38]

***********************INTRO TO THE FIRST WEEK FIGHTS********************

Deputy Tournament Commissioner Stephanie McMahon was introduced to tepid response and grabbed a mic. "Welcome to the first night of the 2025 Celebrity Fight Tournament."

Cries of "Get on with it!" "Outta the ring wanker!" and "Where's da eff'n goils?" were quickly drowned out by increasingly loud chants. "T & A!" "T & A" "T & A!" "T & A" Finally she gave up, raised her hands in a gesture of surrender and though the chanting didn't end it lessened somewhat.

"Here's the Commissioner of the 2025 Celebrity Fight Tournament, Charlize Theron." McMahon ducked out thru the ropes as Charlize climbed in on the opposite side to groans and grumbling from the crowd.

The chanting resumed. "T & A!" "T & A" "T & A!" "T & A" Theron shook her head and held the mic to her lips and started to speak. This quieted the crowd enough for her to be heard over the PA system. Looking down at her own chest, she smiled, "Well, I can see I don't have what you want, so let me introduce the women you ARE here to see."

INTRODUCTION OF FIGHTERS & DRAWING FOR TYPE OF FIGHTS

"Here are the members of Team #1..." Team #1's women came out of the locker room to wild applause and, since everyone knew who they were, Theron reading their names was drowned out by more chants... "T & A!" "T & A" "T & A!" "T & A" ...that didn't matter at that point.

Millie Bobby Brown, Kate Upton and Alexandra Daddario bounced and jiggled to the ring in 'minimal coverage' micro bikinis as required by the promoters. Theron's lips were moving but nobody heard her reading the names of Team #4 who followed them to the ring.

Sydney Sweeney, Deva Cassell and Vanessa Hudgens sprinted out from the back, each turning to face their future opponent without any hesitation.

Once all six women were lined up facing each other with Theron and the Head of Media Relations Catherine Zeta Jones between them, the crowd slowly settled down so they could hear what would happen. "The pair of fighters for each contest as decided between them which one will call the coin flip to determine who will draw the envelope for the type of fight they will have.

Three women stepped forward, Sydney Sweeney and Vanessa Hudgens from Tm #4 and Kate Upton from Tm #1 had won the right to draw the 'fight card' for their bout. Upton, standing between 5'3" Sweeney and 5'1" Hudgens, towered over the smaller fighters, paid particular attention to Sweeney's bulging bosom. Kate leered at her teammates and winked at Daddario who would be facing the smaller Hudgens.

Sweeney stepped up and reached into a bowl of envelopes CZJ was holding, pulled one out and gave it to Theron who ripped it open, read the 3x5 card. "The first bout will be a 'no rules titfight to either a submission or knockout." An excited murmur ran throught the crowd.

Upton quickly plucked an envelope from Zeta Jones and turned to Theron, leaning in to bump the commissioner's "modest" breasts with her own hulking rack as she tucked her envelope in Charlize's bra. Theron's face was flushed as she fumbled with the envelope to withdraw the card, then she grinned. "Upton has selected 'mud wrestling' something she apparently enjoys since she's known for 'getting down and dirty' on occasion." Upton glowered at the commissioner before she returned to her place in line.

Vanessa Hudgens stepped up to take her turn. She handed Theron her envelope and heard her reveal, "Hudgens has drawn 'first orgasm sexfight'." All six women stepped forward to face her opponent. After they shook hands, the two teams turned in opposite directions and returned to their locker rooms as Theron prepared to introduce the six women who would compete in the second matches on the cards.
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This time there was more interest from the spectators less familiar with the competitors than they had been for the first six women. Team #2 was introduced first and strode out in their micro bikinis, showing far less skin than Team #1 had but only because they had less of it to show.

5'1" Dafne Keen's 34C bosom came as a surprise to many, looking even more impressive compared to Jessica Henwick (32B) and 5'3" Jeeja Yanin (30B). Team #3 was introduced next.

Jenny Ortega (4'10", 32B) led Zendaya (5'10", 32B)  and Jessica Alba (5'7" 34D) all had firm toned and trim figures and their appearance was a stark contrast to the lush expanse of Kate Upton's zoftig figure that had previously graced the ring.

Dafne Keen (Tm #2), Zendaya and Alba (Tm #3) won their coin tosses and lined up with their soon-to-be opponent to draw the envelopes to reveal their fight. Keen drew (sexfight to submission or knockout) which drew an 'Ooooooooooohhhhh from the excited crowd.

Zendaya covered the distance between her and Catherine Zeta Jones in two long strides and plunged her hand into the bowl, pulled out an envelope and flipped it like a frisbee toward Theron. The actress caught it, ripped the end off in her teeth, spit the paper at Zendaya. "Zendaya will face Jessica Henwick in a boxing ring. Good luck ladies!" she added with a knowing grin.

Jessica Alba was the final contestant and snatched her envelope like someone with someplace important to be and couldn't be bothered. Charlize pulled the flap and shook out the card. "Ms Alba will face Jeeja Yanin in a catfight. The participants and their managers will decide later tonight on the venue. An announcement will be made then and tickets will go on sale immediately once the venue is set."
 

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[Lucylovefight]

No-holds-barred titfight: Sidney Sweeney vs. Millie Bobby Brown
Location: A red room, lit by low lights. The crowd is gathered around the velvet ring, their screams muffled by the tense silence. It's time for total humiliation.
Millie enters first, with her usual cutting confidence, wearing a black top that leaves little to the imagination. Her blue eyes challenge the crowd, but something in her steps betrays a hint of insecurity. When Sidney makes her entrance, however, the atmosphere changes.
Sidney is a goddess of flesh. She wears only a crimson micro-bikini that enhances her perfect, bursting breasts, already hard with anticipation. Her eyes fixed on Millie, a mocking smile. The challenge is launched. And it won't be gentle.
Round 1:
As soon as the gong sounds, Sidney advances like a hungry beast. There is no technique, no respect: there is only sensual violence. She grabs Millie by the top and rips it off, exposing her small chest to the audience. “No contest,” Sidney hisses, before hitting her with a double breast thrust to the chest. Millie backs away, staggers, already in difficulty.
Sidney grabs her nipples between thumb and forefinger and squeezes, twisting ferociously. Millie screams, falls to her knees, but Sidney doesn’t give her any respite. She plants her right breast in her face, suffocating her, humiliating her. “Smell your queen,” she hisses, while holding her rival on her knees beneath her.
Round 2:
Sidney kneels over Millie, crushes her to the mat. With one hand she pins her wrists above her head, with the other she grabs both her breasts and begins to squeeze them mercilessly, as if she wants to destroy them. Millie struggles, but Sidney slaps her with her breasts, left and right, repeatedly, leaving her face red and confused.
“You expected a fight?” Sidney sneers, “This is domination.”
Round 3:
Millie tries to fight back, to rise, but Sidney mounts her violently, sinking her heavy tits into her opponent’s like hammers. She crushes them, makes them creak under the pressure. Each impact is accompanied by a muffled cry from Millie, every second is torture.
Sidney plants her nipples in her face and rotates them, marking her, using her. Then she forces her to lick her chest, in an act of total subjugation. “Now you know who you belong to.”
Finish:
Millie, reduced to a wreck, is held up by Sidney only for one last act. He presses her tits into her face until she gives in, suffocated, humiliated, annihilated. When Millie collapses to the ground, lifeless and trembling, Sidney rides her triumphantly, planting her breasts on her forehead like a trophy.
The audience explodes. Sidney raises her arms, naked with modesty, the undisputed queen of titfighting

[Lucylovefight]

Mud wrestling match: Kate Upton vs. Deva Cassel
Location: a floodlit pit, thick, slimy mud up to the knees, excited screams from the packed stands. Tense, erotic, wild atmosphere.
Single Round – Total Domination by Kate Upton
The bell rings. Kate Upton, blonde, statuesque, with her explosive breasts swaying under her soaked sports bra, moves slowly, feline. In front of her, Deva Cassel, a twenty-year-old Mediterranean, young and beautiful, but evidently inexperienced in a slimy trap like that.
Deva attempts a clumsy lunge, but the mud slows her down: Kate intercepts her with a grab at the back of the neck and drags her down with brutal force. SPLASH! Deva's head sinks, and the crowd explodes. Kate holds her down, rubbing her face in the mud, while the girl wriggles, spitting and coughing.
Upton smiles cruelly, straddles her, digging her knees into her rival's ribs. Every thrust is an insult: her huge chest swings and presses, while with her hands she grabs her wrists and plants them in the mud. Deva moans, bent under Kate's dominant weight.
Then, the climax: Kate lifts her by the hair, turns her around and crushes her face between her breasts, mud dripping everywhere, moans and gasps. Deva slams her legs, but then gives in.
Kate whispers something in her ear, something that makes Cassel shiver... then she throws her back into the mud like a won trophy, planting a foot on her back and raising her arms to the sky.
Winner by submission and total domination: Kate Upton.

[Lucylovefight]

SEXFIGHT: Alexandra Daddario vs Vanessa Hudgens – Match to orgasm
The arena is dark, wrapped in a feverish silence, broken only by the distant moans of previous challenges. In the center, a soft ring, surrounded by avid spectators. Soft lights fall on two oiled, naked bodies, ready to face each other in a sexfight that will end only when one of the two is repeatedly brought to orgasm. And today, Alexandra Daddario has no intention of leaving any escape.
Round 1 – Aggressive seduction
Alexandra moves like a panther, her gaze fixed on Vanessa. Her high, dominant curves tower over the smaller singer. Her hands immediately slide to Vanessa's hips, squeezing and pulling her against her breasts, crushing her face between her hard tits.
"You like them, don't you?" she whispers in a hoarse voice.
Vanessa moans in surprise, already panting, as Alexandra rubbing her mercilessly on the carpet, grabbing her chin and kissing her hard, invading her mouth.
Round 2 – Mental and physical penetration
Vanessa tries to fight back, but Alexandra pushes her onto her back, grabs her legs and opens them like petals. With slow, agonizing movements, she begins to rub her pussy with her thigh, and then with her long, firm fingers.
“You’re already wet… too easy,” she taunts.
Vanessa writhes, but Alexandra holds her still, slowly licking her clit and penetrating her with two fingers sunk up to her palm. Vanessa’s voice breaks into a scream.
Round 3 – The orgasm denied
Alexandra brings Vanessa to the brink of pleasure twice, only to stop abruptly. She looks at her with a cruel smile.
“You don’t come until I say so.”
Vanessa, humiliated, begs with her eyes, but Alexandra rides her hard, rubbing her lips on hers, completely dominating her.
Round 4 – The Forced Climax
When Alexandra decides it’s time, she penetrates Vanessa with a double dildo, holding the other end tightly against herself, forcing her into the rhythm. She sighs and moans in sync, but it’s Vanessa who collapses first: a violent orgasm rocks her, followed by a second one right after.
Alexandra holds her in her arms, while the other’s body surrenders, shuddering and crying with pleasure.
Conclusion – Complete Domination
Vanessa lies trembling on the mat, exhausted, while Alexandra kneels over her, looks into her eyes and caresses her calmly.
“You’ll remember me… every time you touch yourself.”
Then she gets up, leaves the arena with her body still glistening with oil and sweat, while Vanessa remains there, defeated, satisfied, and destroyed.

[randomman]

Dafne Keen vs Jenna Ortega
Sexfight to Submission or Knockout

Gravity has become Jenna's enemy.  On her back, she gasped for breath as Dafnee had her in a roll up pin, one arm cradling her head, the other almost wrist deep into her pussy. They had battled back and forth for almost half an hour, trading orgasm after orgasm.  Their hair was matted, their body were slick with sweat and cum.

Dafne's breathing was ragged as she gazed down on her opponent.  Jenna barely had anything in her, but kept her eyes locked with Dafne. In that moment, Dafne gained respect for her opponent more than before.  She found herself rubbing and grinding against the mat as she worked her opponent, but knew she wasn't going to get a proper submission out of Jenna no matter how many times she came.

Dafne ripped another orgasm out of her foe, making her buck against Dafne's expert fingers.  With her foe insensate, Dafnee pushed her onto her back and pressed her down in a full-body pin, going for a mutual thigh-to-pussy grind.  She wanted Jenna. And she wanted to win. 

The urge to win won out.  Dafnee angled Jenna's face into her cleavage and squeezed it with all her might as she ground into her.  Dafnee came hard as Jenna blacked out-- and came one final time. It took well over a minute for Dafnee to fully extract herself from her downed foe.  She wanted to lie atop her conquest for longer, but lacked the strength to bring her back.

She hoped Jenna would be up for a private rematch.

[randomman]

Zendaya vs Jessica Henwick
Boxing

Round four doomed Zendaya. Henwick forced her into a corner and started wailing on the taller woman.  Blow after blow with the rapidity of a machine gun.  Zendaya did her best to block, but it was too much.  She bent over to turtle-up, but that left her open to a hook that sent her stumbling and half spun her. As she stumbled, Zendaya was nailed by an uppercut that sent sweat flying, and she tumbled back into the corner. 

A roundhouse punch finally sent Zendaya mercifully to the mat.  The 10 count wasn't needed. 

Jessica had an easier match than her team partner and waved to pass her luck onto Jeeja. 

[randomman]

Jesica Alba vs Jeeja Yanin
Catfight

"I give up."

The words of Jeeja Yanin came on ragged, raspy breath, but echoed in the arena, catching everyone off guard. She and Alba had been trading blows for over half an hour.  Their hair was wild and matted.  Their clothes torn to shreds, both were reduced to bras and panties that barely held together.  Their sweat-soaked forms were cross-crossed with scratches and spotted with bruises. Jeeja was on her knees, but Alba was only just pulling herself up on all fours.  Jeeja had spent the last minute ramming knees into the woman's head and chest before she fell to her knees.

She picked Alba, cradling her face this time rather than yanking her hair, "The only thing I can do to you is break your body.  I can't break your spirit.  And I don't want to go that far."

Alba nodded, and they embraced, holding each other up as the crowd went wild.