Michelle Vs Jennifer Garner
The day began bright and sunny. A very good day to spend at the beach.
It was even more enjoyable, getting to have the company. Of someone as stunning as Michelle.
Michelle was wearing a mostly blue, with white bikini.Turning heads anywhere she went.
Sun glasses, a ponytail, and all natural. Looking as good as any other lady there. The beach had begun filling up.
We had a good spot. So I was willing when needed at times. To let Michelle slip into the water, while keeping our place.
Now she was back, glistening and smiling. As she began laying herself out on the blanket to catch some sun.
I was glad, she had given me the chance to accompany her. Trying not to stare to long, at her sleek, curvy, and wet pleasing figure.
I get caught, just as my eyes raise to her pretty face again. As I ask her if she wanted anything to drink.
Nearby we have the sounds from some radios playing. There is some mild commotion.
Yet she has my full attention, as she raises her sun glasses. While smiling, knowing she had caught me gawking, at her sexy figure.
She thanks me, and tels me her choice. The commotion seems to move closer, as I turn to get it.
Michelle laying back out, just getting comfy. As someone comes along, and a decent amount of sand gets kicked onto her.
I hear a "What the fuck, watch where you're going bitch." As Michelle removes her glasses, and surges up to confront the woman.
The other woman, beautiful, long brunette hair, and ringed by a small entourage. Dressed in a dark red bikini.
I side Michelle, not liking the odds against us, if this gets messy. "Look shut your whole, it was an accident." The other woman begins, as her hand pushes off, against Michelle's shoulder.
The other woman seeming to be stressed, yet not doing anything that will make the situation better.
Michelle looks down at where she was pushed, and steps in closer. Shoving the other woman shoulder in response."I can make accidents happen too bitch!" Michelle calmly states.
People begin chattering loudly around us. More from the beach begin to gather, as I now hear. Them saying the woman facing Michelle is Jennifer Garner.
Helping to explain the group traveling around her.
Now Jennifer steps up, so their heaving chests, brush together, as they begin trying to stare each other down.
"Step of skank, before I have to make you." Jennifer fires back.
The duo of beautiful brunettes standing bodies tensed, fingers clenching, and unclenching.
"Care to settle this in a ring whore?" "No play acting, the real thing." Michelle offers.
Jennifer realizing a lot of eyes, and cameras now on the confrontation. "I would like kicking your arrogant ass in private." Jennifer replies, as they continue to take each other in, trying to gauge the others fitness and intent.
A few of Jennifer's followers squawk in protest. She silences them with a hand gesture, and a glare. The two ladies each taking a step back, as this was not going to finish playing out in public, on the beach.
They agree on arrangements, and soon we are leaving the beach for the day. Michelle to meet Jennifer at the gym. To settle things in the ring.
It has taken a little bit of convincing, as well as some money. The gym is soon closed off, for a private session.
Jennifer having her own helpers, while I got to stand for Michelle. As well as someone from the gym staff, better versed in tending to a boxers wounds or injuires in the ring.
I was willing to get her water, support her and rub her down. Yet I did not want to take any chances with Michelle's well being either.
The ladies are soon dressed in sports bras, shorts, and gloves. The smaller padded ones for mixed martial arts, not boxing.
Two rings stood waiting for use. One conventional. The other caged, a few using it for practice, for upcoming mixed martial arts event.
"You up for some no holds barred bimbo?" Michelle asks. As they stand facing each other.
"Care to do this all the way slut?" Jennifer replies, nodding at the caged ring.
A few of us protest, this maybe going too far, from both sides.
Then the ladies begin marching to the caged ring.
The ring was in place. If needed it could be taken down. Leaving a matted floor, and the metal of the cage. The only things of contact.
We enter, the ladies moving into the ring. Choosing corners, and moving their feet around. Getting legs used to the slight give of the ring floor.
A neutral referee, and their corner people. A few watching from outside, as the ring door closes. With an ominous metal clanging.
The start is sounded, and they move in, and begin circling, and watching each other.
I enjoyed murmurs from Jennifer's camp. As Michelle was showing, she knew how to move inside the ring. While to her credit, so did Jennifer.
Michelle tries a feint. Which is quickly countered by a few body strikes from Jennifer. Michelle quickly away, seeming undamaged from the blows.
Michelle begins backing away, as Jennifer rushes in, trying to land a few more fast hits. Michelle turning her body to deflect most of the punches. To turn back, in time to land some body shots of her own, against Jennifer's sleek body.
This time it is Jennifer back peddling, as Michelle moves in. Jennifer snapping off a leg kick. That Michelle brushes aside, before backing up.
The lovely duo, continuing to move on their feet, as they begin testing each other. Trying to learn the others strengths, weaknesses, and skill. Before committing to an attack. That may leave themselves vulerable.
The rest of us mainly silent, accept for a few mouthed encouragements for our respective fighters. The sound of feet moving on the mat. Along with a few contacts, the rest of the background noise for the fight.
Jennifer makes a mistep, putting her off balance briefly. Michelle quickly in, landing some more punches. As Jennifer backs to regain her balance.
Then begins a flurry of punches from both ladies, as a few side leg kicks get thrown in from each as well. They pull apart, eying each other for damage or weakness they can use.
"Not bad for some princess actress." Michelle admits.
"Had to train for some of my movies action scenes." "Your no regular beach bunny bimbo yourself." Jennifer replies.
All the time their nubile bodies in motion, circling, testing, feinting moves.
Michelle landing a hit or kick, then Jennifer. Yet none making full hard contact. Arms, legs and torsos being moved to deflect or block most of the damage.
Both ladies seemed to be in fantastic physical shape. As the ref calls for end of a round, with neither lady even breathing heavy yet.
For now they would use small breaks like any sanctioned match. Getting water, and attention in their corner. Still, as agreed on by both. When they called for it. They would be left alone, no more interuptions, until one was knocked out, submitted or unable to continue.
The next round begins, and runs about the same, as they still learn each other's moves and skill. "Your doing good Michelle." I honestly admit, getting to see her in full action for the first time.
"Thanks , time to dial this up a notch." She replies, before turning her focus back to her opponent. Her statement seeming to be shared by Jennifer.
As this time they just go directly at each other.
Arms, and legs moving rapidly, as now some face or head shots begin being tried for as well.
Jennifer delivers a spinning shot to the side of Michelle's head, which sends her staggering to the corner. Jennifer quickly in, and throwing hard, fast punches.
I watch in agony, the expression on Michelle's pretty face. As her body is punished in the corner. Her lip showing a trickle of blood, from a cut or tear.
I am thinking of grabbing the towel to throw. Not wanting to have her seriously hurt or injured.
My hand to it, when she catches my eye, and shakes her head no.
Michelle begins to do some motions, and movements, gaining just enough room, to bring a knee up into Jennifer's side. As Jennifer cries out, and reacts. While still trying to keep Michelle pinned in. Michelle does some nice counters, and soon manages to spin herself out. While placing Jennifer in the corner instead.
Now it is Jennifer's corner watching in anguish, as Michelle begins lighting her up with punches.
A small cut opening on her lips as well.
Jennifer uses her own arms to tie Michelle's up. As their legs strain for leverage and position.
They push, jostle, and soon seperate outside of the corner, as the round ends.
Now both lovely ladies bloodied, and glistened with a light sheen of sweat.
Chests heaving, as now the fight was beginning to show and take it's toll on both ladies.
After getting some attention in their respective corners. They look across the ring at each other.
"Warmed up yet whore?" Jennifer asks. "Let's do this bitch." Michelle replies.
Now it was time, no more breaks. This was on, until someone was the winner now.
Only the ladies and the ref to stay in the ring. As the rest of us, now got to wait and watch. From outside the steele cage.
They move in, both ladies still moving well. Yet maybe not as fast, as when they started.
Body blows, side punches and leg kicks land more solidly now. Less being used on defense, as the offense erupts from both fighters.
Sounds of impacts, as sweat flies, and faces show the pain.
Jennifer tries to trap Michelle in the corner again. This time Michelle ready and countering her way back out.
Jennifer lands a punch to Michelle's right side. Then shifts to try and follow with a hard shot to Michelle's chest. As she tries to set, and draw back. Michelle's does some moving herself, which ends in a spin kick, that catches Jennifer flush in her midsection.
Jennifer is sent gasping, and tumbling to the mat. Then rolling out of the ring itself, to land on the floor. Doubled up, and clutching herself from the blow.
Michelle quickly moving out to try and catch her.
Michelle lands on her feet. Only to have Jennifer sweep her legs from under her. Michelle topples, and lands hard. Her air being driven slightly from her body, as Jennifer tries to land some blows, while getting to her own feet.
Jennifer revived in part by panic, and a surge of adrenaline, from being kicked out of the ring. Was now in full attack mode. Knowing she needed to finish her opponent now.
Michelle rolls away from her. Yet as she tries to get up. Jennifer grabs her, and Michelle's beautiful body tastes the steele!!
Michelle cries out, as her body impacts against the metal. Jennifer in and punching her back, and sides.
On instinct, Michelle sends an arm backwards, catching Jennifer in her belly. As she doubles up, gasping for air. Michelle grabs her and rams Jennifer into the cold metal of the cage.
A counter, and now the cage was coming into full effect.
Arms, legs, and now metal taking toll, on supple skin, and nubile bodies.
Jennifer catches Michelle with a bruising hit to her side. Followed by a stinging blow, that just misses hitting Michelle square on her chin. While enough to rattle her.
Michelle takes a step back, to clear her head.
Jennifer surges ahead, the move committing her fully. As she shifts to strike at Michelle, hoping to drive her back into the cage.
Michelle rocks her own body, using the spring to bring her knee. Up into Jennifer's unprotected side.
As Jennifer cries out, her body dipping, and leaning to comfort her aching side.
Michelle lands an uppercut, that spins Jennifer. Sending her collapsing against the cage.
The heat of battle on. Part of Michelle wants to grab Jennifer and ram her face first into the cage some more.
Yet she was an honorable fighter. Not going to take advantage of a defensless opponent Her own legs weakening, as she slumps to her knees. Chest heaving, as Jennifer hugs the steele gasping, and moaning.
Michelle watches in mixed admiration and concern. As Jennifer begins trying to pull herself up, using the cage.
Michelle rises to her feet, unsure of how much she herself had left to give. Jennifer may not be a regular fighter. Yet she was showing heart, and was earning Michelle's respect.
Even as Michelle had earned Jennifer's respect.
Then as the ref checks, Jennifer slumps back down against the cage links. Desiring to, yet unable to continue.
We begin to rush in, as he raises Michelle's hand in victory.
I enjoy catching her as she jumps into my arms, for a victory twirl. The fight won.
Then all attention is turned towards Jennifer.
Both lovely ladies aching, sore, and showing bruising. The ladies both showing cuts, from the fight or meeting the metal cage. Blood, sweat, wills, and bodies tested.
The contest decided. As now it was time for healing and tending to health.
Jennifer staying conscious, and slowly becoming fully alert again, as she is tended.
Michelle holding the water bottle I had given her, by her side, as they chat.
Jennifer apologizing for her actions at the beach. Wanting to just enjoy a day. Only to be followed by hangers on, and leeches.
Jennifer is deemed to be okay, as they help each other back to their feet. She would need to be kept an eye on, for a day, maybe examined more closely. Just to be certain no more dangerous issues than aches and bruises had occurred.
With mutual respect, and honor and apologies settled.
We get invited to dinner later with Jennifer, in a private room. At a well to do eatery. The ladies were beautiful. Yet would otherwise draw unwanted attention. From their battle marks showing.
A pleasant time, where Michelle got to know her rival better.
As they made plans for an uneventful relaxing day at the beach together, very soon.
Michelle won the fight. Yet I also felt a winner. Getting to spend time, with two such lovely ladies. As well as spirited fighters.
The end
