[Sandman13]

BMB - You want to know why some of us are so obsessed with Kaley Cuoco? Short answer - beats me! Longer answer - I never know just what celebrity will have that certain something that causes me to be so attracted to them. In years past, it's been such diverse celebs as Victoria Justice, Kim Kardashian, Teri Hatcher, Samantha Fox, Kathleen Beller, Farrah Fawcett and going way, way, back - Annette Funicello. Why these women do it for me (and not for others) is more than I can explain.
For other guys, it might be Taylor Swift or Lynda Carter or Madonna. The best thing about obsession is that you don't have to explain them. Just sit back and enjoy.

[Bigmouthbride]

BMB - You want to know why some of us are so obsessed with Kaley Cuoco? Short answer - beats me! Longer answer - I never know just what celebrity will have that certain something that causes me to be so attracted to them. In years past, it's been such diverse celebs as Victoria Justice, Kim Kardashian, Teri Hatcher, Samantha Fox, Kathleen Beller, Farrah Fawcett and going way, way, back - Annette Funicello. Why these women do it for me (and not for others) is more than I can explain.
For other guys, it might be Taylor Swift or Lynda Carter or Madonna. The best thing about obsession is that you don't have to explain them. Just sit back and enjoy.

Yeah I see your point

[Chotch87]

I'd take Ariel Winter She's set up perfectly for a lifelong titfight feud with Bindi Irwin that should be epic (if Bindi grows a bit more to catch up with Ariel's recent downsizing). This should happen.

[Jackflash Jump]

Flashback 2002:  Jennifer Love Hewitt vs Scarlett Johansson



Although the 18 year old blonde had only a few matches against other rookies under her belt, she had racked up impressive wins with all of them.  The question was, could Scarlett do as well against a more experienced opponent like Jennifer?

The answer, as was proven as this match unfolded was 'Yes'.  it was clear to see that it was taking all of Hewitt's skill and experience to keep the newcomer from overwhelming her.  That made this a contest of endurance, and the first girl to have her's falter was doomed to defeat.

Now, nearly thirty minutes into the non-stop battle, both the blonde and the brunette were teetering on the edge of exhaustion, their curvaceous bodies glistening with sweat, their hair damp and matted, their chests heaving for precious air.  Through gritted teeth Johansson hissed in the ear of her rival, "You're finished, and everyone here is going to see me destroy you!"  Knowing she couldn't last much longer, Jen gambled everything on a last-ditch effort: wrapping her arms around her adversary's waist, Hewitt gave a roar and hoisted the startled youngster up, then threw both of them down to the floor, Scarlett taking the full impact with her opponent on top of her.  Although stunned, the glassy-eyed blonde instantly started thrashing, intent on throwing the brunette off.

But Jennifer managed to stay atop her prone foe, and after much struggling was able to pin Scarlett's arms to the carpet, while the brunette's feet spread Johansson's legs wide, keeping her down on her back.  She had scant power left in her body, but luckily for Hewitt, all she needed was gravity.  Dropping her torso down, her 36C's pressed down over Scarlett's face, burying her mouth and nose in the satiny canyon between the orbs.  The blonde squirmed with renewed vigor, fueled by sudden panic, but weakness sapped at her muscles as well, and escape proved impossible.

It didn't take long at all to smother the young phonom out, but the effort left Hewitt too spent to stand up and strike her customary victory pose.  But the brunette has managed to claim the victory...even though none present believed for a moment that Scarlett wouldn't be seeking her revenge, and soon.

[JT Edson]

Flashback 2002:  Jennifer Love Hewitt vs Scarlett Johansson



Although the 18 year old blonde had only a few matches against other rookies under her belt, she had racked up impressive wins with all of them.  The question was, could Scarlett do as well against a more experienced opponent like Jennifer?

The answer, as was proven as this match unfolded was 'Yes'.  it was clear to see that it was taking all of Hewitt's skill and experience to keep the newcomer from overwhelming her.  That made this a contest of endurance, and the first girl to have her's falter was doomed to defeat.

Now, nearly thirty minutes into the non-stop battle, both the blonde and the brunette were teetering on the edge of exhaustion, their curvaceous bodies glistening with sweat, their hair damp and matted, their chests heaving for precious air.  Through gritted teeth Johansson hissed in the ear of her rival, "You're finished, and everyone here is going to see me destroy you!"  Knowing she couldn't last much longer, Jen gambled everything on a last-ditch effort: wrapping her arms around her adversary's waist, Hewitt gave a roar and hoisted the startled youngster up, then threw both of them down to the floor, Scarlett taking the full impact with her opponent on top of her.  Although stunned, the glassy-eyed blonde instantly started thrashing, intent on throwing the brunette off.

But Jennifer managed to stay atop her prone foe, and after much struggling was able to pin Scarlett's arms to the carpet, while the brunette's feet spread Johansson's legs wide, keeping her down on her back.  She had scant power left in her body, but luckily for Hewitt, all she needed was gravity.  Dropping her torso down, her 36C's pressed down over Scarlett's face, burying her mouth and nose in the satiny canyon between the orbs.  The blonde squirmed with renewed vigor, fueled by sudden panic, but weakness sapped at her muscles as well, and escape proved impossible.

It didn't take long at all to smother the young phonom out, but the effort left Hewitt too spent to stand up and strike her customary victory pose.  But the brunette has managed to claim the victory...even though none present believed for a moment that Scarlett wouldn't be seeking her revenge, and soon.

Nice.

[Jackflash Jump]

BINDI IRWIN vs LIA JOHNSON



Bindi made a spectacular effort, but the seven inch height deficit was just too much for her to overcome, and after a long and exhausting stalemate between the two rookie combatants, the Aussie was now reeling on the defensive as the taller American blonde launched her all-out final attack.

Johnson was throwing backhand chops across Irwin's chest, the brunette's breasts bouncing wildly in their bikini halter cups with each tomahawk blow as she staggered backward.  Finally Bindi's back was up against the wall; Lia stopped her chops and wrapped her hands around her opponent's head, lacing the fingers behind her neck, while she brought her right foot up and placed it against the brunette's belly.  Suddenly throwing herself backward to the floor, Lia flipped the shrieking Bindi up and over, until the Australian landed on the carpet with a thud and a groan, her arms and legs starfished as her glassy eyes stared up at the ceiling.

Jumping up to her feet, the blonde stood over her adversary...and then stomped her foot down hard into Irwin's tummy, knocking air from her already panting lungs.  Lia then knelt down upon her rival, straddling her stomach, and undid her own halter, freeing her 34Bs.  With a wicked grin, the blonde bent down, teardropping her breasts across the pinned Aussie's face, smothering her.  After some futile squirming, Bindi ceased moving altogether, indicating she had been suffocated into unconsciousness.

Lia then unclasped the slumbering brunette's own bra and pulled it from her chest.  Standing up, the blonde triumphantly planted a foot upon her fallen foe's heaving breasts and held Bindi's top above her head as her prize.

[Jackflash Jump]

This one's for 1619626. 

ANNA KENDRICK vs EMMA STONE



Emma gasped and gurgled, her eyes wide with panic as the forearm tightened across her throat.  Anna, on the other hand, was the very picture of self-approbation, seemingly both amused and slightly bored at the same time.

It had been a thrilling battle between the two, with Emma's greater height and strength countered by Anna's superior speed and agility.  And, truth be told, Kendrick was simply the smarter fighter, and she had worn her more powerful opponent down.  And now, the redhead was on the brink of defeat, as her adversary ruthlessly choked the breath from her searing lungs.

Intermittently choked, that is.  Just as Stone seemed on the verge of blacking out, Kendrick would slacken her hold, allowing the embattled beauty to suck in precious air.  But Anna wasn't being merciful...she was just enjoying prolonging her rival's inevitable defeat.  "Finish her!" came a call from the onlookers, but the brunette merely pursed her lips into a tight little smirk and said, "All in due time.  I want it to sink into Emma's hard head just how out-classed she is."

That taunt proved to be the high water mark of Anna's arrogance this evening, for moments later, Stone suddenly reached her arms up and grabbed her tormentor's hair by the roots and pulled her head downward, even as the redhead pushed up off of her knees.  The result was Kendrick's chin smashing into the crown of Emma's skull.  Stunned by the blow, the brunette's arms slid free of her victim's throat and she fell back, landing with a thud on her butt.

Emma's lungs burned and every fiber of her body ached, but she couldn't afford the luxury of taking even a few seconds to recover.  Instead she spun around on her hands and knees and lunged at her adversary, slamming her forehead square between Anne's eyes.  Kendrick flopped onto her back with a pained moan, as Emma looked down on her, gave a half-grin and rasped, "Hard head..remember?"

Swiftly flipping the dazed brunette over onto her belly, Stone sat upon Anna's back, cupped her hands under Kendrick's chin, and yaaaaaaaaaaanked backward.  The electric pain coursing up and own her spine and neck snapped Anna out of her stupor and she began wailing in anguish, her hands desperately clutching as the pair of hands beneath her chin.  But her efforts were to no avail, and with tears streaming down her face, the oh-so-recently triumphant Kendrick was shrieking her submission between sobs.

[habib]

anything involving Emma Stone sounds super sexy

[Jackflash Jump]

HWA:  Kat Dennings vs Courtney Stodden



Stodden roughly shoved the stunned brunette backward, until Dennings was pressed into the corner against the turnbuckle, arms draped over the top rope as she struggled to clear the fog from her head.  But the blonde wasn't about to give her that change; stepping up onto either of the lower ropes to give herself the height advantage she needed.  She then grabbed Kat by the hair and pulled her face forward as Courtney pressed her torso down, burying the brunette's face between her rival's 36Ds.  The ringside color commentators erupt with shock, proclaiming that they had never thought they'd see the day when Kat Dennings would be 'jugged out'!

And had she continued with her smotherhold, Stodden quite probably could have left her opponent semi-conscious enough to easily pin.  But the busty blonde was having too much fun annihilating the vaunted brunette to let it end so soon.  So, Courtney jumped down from the ropes and broke her hold.  Kat slumped in the corner, her body going limp, her arms atop the ropes the only thing keeping her upright.  Denning's eyes were near-vacant, her mouth agape as she panted for breath, the tip of her tongue hanging out of the corner of her parted lips, looking for all the world the very picture of helplessness.

Stepping away from her adversary, Courtney began to strut and preen around the ring, playing to the crowd.  This was her time of triumph, and she was going to revel in it!  Finally she went to the opposite side of the ring from her foe, turned to face her across the canvas, and with a wicked smile suddenly charged at the hapless brunette.  Both TV announcers realized what she was executing and simultaneously shouted "STODDEN BOMBS!!!"  This was the blonde's finisher...a bodysplash into the corner, her breasts slamming like wrecking balls into those of her victim, generally pounding what little fight was left in her right out.  In another second, all in attendance and viewing at home were certain, Kat Dennings was doomed for destruction.

But what no one...least of all Courtney...had counted on was those precious moments of time which the blonde had granted her rival, time enough for the wily Kat to marshal enough strength and gather enough wits, so that as Stodden leapt into the air, turning herself into a missile of devastation, her eyes barely had time to widen in horror as suddenly her target...was no longer there!

Kat managed to roll aside at the last possible instant, and Courtney slammed full-force into the empty corner.  She stumbled back, eyes glazed, moaning loudly from the obvious pain.  Dennings looked ready to collapse to the mat from exhaustion, but she rallied herself enough to limp over to the blonde, stand in front of her, wrap her hands behind Courtney's head, and then jump up, pulling her knees up even as gravity sent her backward to the canvas, pulling the startled Stodden down with her.  As Kat's back hit the mat, Courtney's breasts smashed into the brunette's knees in a Reverse Lung Blower, the bosom pancaking violently from the impact.  The blonde shrieked in anguish as the momentum sent her sailing backward and flat on the mat.

A roll-up was the smart call strategically, but Kat wasn't about to wrap up this match without dishing back some humiliation.  So the flung herself atop Courtney's prone body, pinning her arms to the mat and grapevining her legs.  With a smirk and a chuckle, Dennings then dropped her own 38DDs upon Stodden's face, burying her mouth and nose between the sweaty, satiny orbs.  Courtney squirmed and trembled beneath her oppressor, but lacked the strength to throw her off.  When the ref dropped down alongside them and did his three count, Kat tilted her head toward him, gave a self-satisfied smirk, and said, "Make it ten."  He then proceeded to tap the canvas seven more times, humiliating the helpless blonde.

[Jackflash Jump]

With America's Independence Day coming up on Tuesday, I thought the time was right to put another story challenge to everyone...

Let's see some fights between All-American Girls!

Use whomever you like, so long as they are either (A) born in the U.S., or (B) a naturalized American citizen.

Let the fireworks begin!   

[wheelman]

But before the 4th of July there is Canada day...

Shania Twain vs Tricia Helfer   Circa 2004



Over-matched and overwhelmed Shania Twain frantically tried to free herself from the clutches of her tormentor and fellow Canadian Tricia Helfer. But resistance was proving futile for the petite brunette as Tricia moved in for the kill grabbing two handfuls of her lush brunette tresses and forcefully positioning her neck between her toned thighs where she would employ the standing head scissors. A natural finisher for a tall leggy woman like Tricia, and especailly effective when used against a smaller opponent.
Now bent over and locked in position with little hope of escape Shania feverishly scratched and clawed at Tricia's well toned thighs and butt cheeks but to no avail, and as she began to ratchet up the pressure Shania's struggles were slowly replaced by groans and sobs. After several more minutes toying with her soundly beaten countrywoman by relaxing and increasing the pressure on her neck, Tricia briefly relaxed her thighs slightly and asked " Give up yet half pint?" "Yesss please I give up" Shania then sobbed with little hesitation. Satisfied with the outcome Tricia released her hold on Shania where the disheveled brunette collapsed in a heap and the leggy blonde smugly strutted off basking in the glow of her conquest.

[Xtra164]

Rachel Bilson vs. Emmy Rossum: Bikini Match




Rachel could practically taste success as she took a seat on the downed Emmy's face going for a textbook facesit knockout finish in their 4th of July themed Bikini Match. It had been a back and forth battle between but the older yet shorter Bilson and the younger yet significantly taller Rossum. Bilson took great glee in grinding her perky ass all over Emmy's features as she looked over her shoulder and quipped "That's right, bitch. Kiss my tight ass before you pass out!" becoming increasingly more confident victory was mere seconds away. While Bilson grinded her butt up and down and all around the Shamelessstar's features, she'd reach down and begin clawing and mangling Emmy's bare breasts as her top was previously stripped off her. But Rachel's lighter size and shorter stature would soon doom her as Rossum was able to reach deep down within her and force the shocked Bilson off her.

In a flash, the tables were turned. Emmy moved like lightning and before anyone in attendance could blink the positions were flipped around and she was now seated firmly on Rachel's face. Bilson kicked her legs and flailed her arms in panic but Rossum's size and strength advantage helped secure the hold for her much better than it did for Rachel and that was even before Emmy would take things to the next level; especially after her opponent suddenly got a big mouth which was now muffled underneath Rossum's slightly more full and bubbly ass. "What was that about me kissing your tiny ass, dear? Hmm yeahhh that was not going to work for me I don't think. This though feels much better!" Emmy was now the one looking over her shoulder not only supremely confident but certain that she had this match in the books. After shuffling her ass a little until Rachel's entire face was fully engulfed in Rossum's crack, Emmy folded her legs underneath her which locked Rachel's head stuck under the ass now between each of Rossum's feet while also Bilson's previously resisting slaps and punches to Emmy's side ceased because her arms were now tangled and locked over her submerged head flopping helplessly on the mat.

Now that the facesit was completely secure with her arms immobilized, which was already causing Bilson to rapidly lose consciousness and will to fight back, Emmy had one more finishing touch up her sleeve. Facing her upper body, Emmy reached over and grabbed both of Bilson's still kicking legs by the ankles and yanked both of them back as possible cruely spreading Rachel's legs like she was trying to snap a wishbone. Bilson's shrieks and screamed could be barely heard under the ass smothering but she surely felt the pain and could only imagine the humiliating sight of having her legs spread wide open with just her skimpy bikini bottoms as any coverage and even those wouldn't last long before Emmy ripped them clean off in one yank completely exposing Bilson's most intimate areas spread out wide open like a landing strip. Rachel's clean-shaven pussy and pinpoint tight puckering butthole now showcased before the entire audience and she could do nothing about it. After letting everyone get a good view of Bilson's extremities, Emmy suddenly clapped her hand down on her gaping womanhood for a savage crotchclaw/facesit combo that had the entire crowd buzzing in excitement at the sensationally painful and humiliating submission hold they were witnessing. Or was it a pinfall? Nobody was even sure, not even the referee, as regardless it was clear that Emmy's facesit crotch grab hold trumped Rachel's previous facesit breast-grab hold and they weren't about to stop it until Rossum decided she had finished it herself.

Emmy crackled with glee as she kept the pussy-claw clamped on like it were the jaws of life on poor Rachel; just minutes before so cocky and proud and now put on display like this. Eventually Bilson's struggles ceased and her yelps died down as she finally blacked out from the combination of lack of oxygen and her sex being ravished. Emmy remained seated on her stretched out opponent as the ref raised her hand once it was clear that Rachel was not about to wake up anytime soon. Rossum, wanted to add one more insult to injury, requested an American flag which, upon receiving while still on top of her, she ceremoniously stuck the pole end of the flag up Rachel's upturned tiny butthole impaling the flag up until it stood upright in all it's pride and beauty as the crowd cheered the winner's patriotic finishing touch on a victory well deserved as she posed saluting the flag stuck up atop the shamed and defeated Bilson.

[al2468]

The recent success of the movie Wonderwoman has put the star Gal Gardot into the spotlight and initiated much conversation and debate  about her as a real life catfighter. This would be put to rest as she was asked to fight Kaley Cuocco in a topless no rules catfigfht.  "This is the real deal bitch, I'm going to tear you apart, said the cocky Kaley as she stood face to face with her opponent.  Gal barred her teeth as she answered, " I'll rip your tits off and that blond hair of yours will be ripped out by the roots you little slut." The girls grabbed each others hair and the fight was on. This was not turning out to be the easy fight that Kaley expected against a rather novice fighter. Gal and Kaley were both drenched in sweat as they rolled across the plush carpet mauling each others breasts, pulling hair and punching each other. The fighters were locked together in the corner of the room against the wall, both panting and groaning, but neither willing to submit to the other as the exhausted fighters, their legs locked together, their hands deeply embedded in their opponents hair, their breasts pushed together, continued their struggle. Kaley began to scream as Gal, true to her word, started to rip handfuls of blond hair from Kaley's scalp.  Strands and clumps of blond hair littered the carpet as Gal now attacked Kaley's breasts and nipples. Gal scratched, clawed and pinched Kaley's boobs, but the proud Kaley wouldn't submit.  The exhausted, defeated Kaley passed out from the pain.  Gal stood up, raised her arms in a seductive victory pose, and enjoyed the cheers of the crowd. 

[Jackflash Jump]

Vanessa & Stella Hudgens vs Hayden Panettiere and Madison Iseman




The rules of this teams apartment match were simple:  Both duos battled at the same time, and when one fighter managed to subdue and eliminate her opponent, she was free to go and help her partner against her opposite number.

It had been a wild brawl right from the start.  Longtime arch-rivals, it was no surprise that Vanessa and Hayden squared off with one another, leaving the younger Hudgens sister to battle fellow newcomer Madison.  Twenty minutes into the fight, all four combatants were struggling against the threat of total exhaustion, yet none of the quartet would so much as contemplate surrender.  But now, Vanessa was allowing herself to believe that victory might at long last be withing the grasp of the sisters.  Hudgens had Panettiere gasping and struggling in a Rear Naked Choke, and sparing the briefest of moments to look back over her shoulder, she saw Stella and Madison rolling back and forth across the floor, but she was confident that her sister's height advantage would allow her to overwhelm the young blonde.

Unable to resist smiling as her hated rival wheezed in her grasp, Vanessa rasped, "You know just how much I love knocking your ass out, Hayd!"  The embattled blonde gurgled "Fuck...you!" in angry response, her hands tugging at the strangling arm across her throat.  Had she applied full force to the hold, Hudgens knew she could choke Panettiere out quickly.  But truthfully, she was enjoying having the arrogant blonde at her mercy too much, so she lessened the pressure in order to prolong Hayden's torture.

That proved to be a tactical disaster.

Not having paid much attention to her sister's struggle, Vanessa failed to note the silence that befell that contest.  With her back to the other fight, she couldn't now see her sister laying face down on the carpet, moaning softly, her left leg twitching yet otherwise still.  And the elder sister could not see Stella's own bikini halter wrapped around her throat, and how that garment had been used against its owner to choke her into semi-consciousness and abject haplessness.

But Vanessa learned the error of her decision when Madison rabbit punched her to the back of her skull.  She blacked out for only a few moments, but when her eyelids flickered open, her eyes filled with terror as she found herself flat on her back, with her blonde adversaries kneeling over her, both wearing malicious leers.  The next five minutes would later be recounted by spectators as "The Devastation", as Hayden and Madison proceeded to subject Vanessa to an array of ever-increasingly painful holds.  Hudgens squealed, wailed and howled in agony until her throat was raw, but her anguish was merely fuel for her tormentors.

Stella finally began to groggily come to, but that was merely an invitation for Iseman to return her attention to her, and quickly enough both Hudgens sisters were shrieking in a duet of pain.

Finally the blondes were willing to show "mercy" and finish their foes off.  Both Hudgens girls were laid on their backs side by side, and their rivals sat down on their chests, then slid themselves forward, until Stella's mouth and nose were covered by Madison's crotch, as was Vanessa's by Hayden.  The sisters squirmed feebly beneath their opponents, tears welling in their eyes as they gave muffled protests, their faces turning redder as they were humiliatingly smothered out.  Finally, almost simultaneously, Vanessa and Stella passed out.  Rising up, the victorious blondes each placed a foot upon the heaving chests of their conquered rivals and raised their arms, the ovation from the elite audience sanctifying their triumph.

[The Italian]

Kate Upton vs Natalie Dormer



The wealthy american patron idea was simple: celebrating the 4th of July by holding a an insanely exclusive party with a catfight between an american and an english celebrities as the main attraction.
Kate Upton was the ideal choice for the US side, not only she had the perfect “all american girl” look; but she also had a solid reputation as a catfighter and a considerable sixe advantage over most of her fellow celebrities. The real challenge was to find a suitable opponent, since she should have been a credible challenge for Kate but without being a real threat to the american girl’s victory.
In the end it was  Kate herself who came up with Natalie Dormer’s name.
“I always hated that smug bitch”
“Are you sure?” Asked the promoter “She’s a tough one..”
“Don’t worry. I’m going to kick her ass.”

As a matter of fact, the plan seemed to work: Natalie put up an hell of a fight; but eventually Kate’ raw size and strenght advantage made the difference and the american girl raggdolled her opponent around the the mat, however, once again overconfidence proved to be the key factor of a fighter's fall.
As Natalie was lying down on the floor trying to catch her breath, Kate decided that, instead of going for the kill, she wanted to humiliate her opponent; so she stripped Natalie of her Union Jack themed bikini and started to parade around the ring whirling the garments in the air.
When she finally turned around to finish off her opponent she discovered that Natalie got on her knees and from that position the englishwoman hit a brutal uppercut right on Kate’s unprotected pussy.

Kate hand automatically went to her wounded womanhood as she bended forward and Natalie took the opportunity to land another punch, this time right on Kate’s jaw.
The american heavily fell backwards and Natalie quickly mounted her. At first it seemed she went for a reverse facesit, instead she grabbed Kate’s hair, lifted her head a bit and locked a picture perfect figure four headscissor, engulfing Kate’s face between her own rock hard asscheeks while simultaneously crushing her skull.
Kate trashed and wriggled trying to free herself, but Natalie’s hold was too strong and debilitating. Plus the british decided to add another form of punishment by sliding her hand inside Kate’s panties and mercilessy clawing her crotch.

Finally Kate couldn’t take anymore and frantically slapped the mat segnaling her surrender.
Natalie rose to her feet soaking herself in the audience cheer while Kate slowly crawled outside the mat, crying in pain and humiliation.
But just as she was about to exit the mat she found her way blocked by the promoter, who was looking at her with anger and disgusts.
“You cost me a lot of money young lady….in order to convince Ntalie to fight you I had to promise her ten times the purse of the match…and I accepted just because you assured me that you could take her down…”
“I’m sorry” Bawled Kate “I will repay you…I will do anything….”
“Glad to hear that” added another voice.
Kate turned around and saw Natalie approaching her with a  leash and collar in her hand.
“Because you know, I accepted to forfeit the money in exchange of you being my slave for a week…”
Kate couldn’t do anything but crying and pleading as Natalie placed the collar around her neck and smacked her shapely butta s she forced her to crawl outside the room amongst the audience laughs.