[Chotch87]

Fight with Ashley graham would be great

[wheelman]

Jessica Simpson vs Carrie Underwood



The several year long feud between rival singers Jessica Simpson and Carrie Underwood that began with Carrie calling Jessica fat, about the worst thing a woman can call another woman, had finally reached a boiling point in the backroom of a Vegas nightclub.

As the two women tussled on the floor in a mass long blonde hair,dresses and high heels Jessica suddenly found herself perched on top of Carrie almost as if the leggy country diva had just given up. "I'll bet your skinny ass wishes you had boobs like this" Jessica taunted arrogantly as she hung her abundant cleavage in Carrie's face. "No not really" Carrie replied rather calmly considering her apparent disadvantage. "And whys that!?" Jessica hissed in frustration as she pushed down on Carries wrists placing her in a classic schoolgirl pin. At that moment a menacing grin came across Carrie's face and before Jess could secure her position Carrie bucked her lean body bringing her long legs straight up and over Jessica's torso and before she could process what had happened the dumbfounded reality star found her torso trapped between Carrie's long legs in a classic body-scissor hold. "Now Jess you were wondering why I wasn't envious of your big saggy tits?" Carrie taunted It's because Id rather have legs like this. With that Carrie squeezed her long toned legs ratcheting up the pressure on Jess's soft midsection causing her to squirm and moan in protest as she scratched and clawed at Carrie's rock hard thighs in a vain attempt to free herself from the singers leggy lock-down.

After several minutes of relentless pressure applied by Carrie, Jess had all but given up on her futile attempt to free herself as tears ran down her mascara stained face. "Now Jess sweety" Carrie purred somewhat relaxing her hold on Jess's aching torso "Ready to admit who the better woman is and give up?" "Never!" Jess replied summoning what strength she had left to free herself. But once again Carrie locking her ankles clamped down with her vice like thighs causing Jess to finally succumb as she moaned in torment "Please Carrie enough I give up..Your the better woman!"

 Finally with Jessica reduced to sobbing wreck, Carrie released her hold, got up, then bent over grabbing Jess by the hair lifted her head up off the floor and pointed to a security camera on the wall. "See that Jess hon? Im headed to the security office to obtain the tape so your fat pathetic ass officially belongs to me. Next time my house needs cleaned I will give you a ring..maybe we can even pick you up a cute little french maids outfit to wear!" Carrie giggled playfully. With that the leggy country diva slipped on her pumps, straightened her dress, fixed her hair and strutted off leaving a thoroughly defeated Jessica to ponder her fate.

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Ashley Graham vs Keeley Hazell



Backed against the ropes, Ashley grunted in pain with every chop of her hand that Keeley smashed across her chest, each blow causing the brunette's breasts to jiggle wildly.  The blonde Brit then grasped her opponent's left wrist and Irish whipped her across the ring; Graham's body turned so that it was her back that struck the cables on the opposite side of the ring, but she was helpless to halt herself as she rebounded back toward her rival.  Bending forward at the waist, Hazell caught the brunette and flipped her up and over, sending Ashley crashing to the canvas with a heavy thud.

The brunette lay there stunned, as Keeley dashed to the ropes, bounded off of them for momentum, and leapt into the air, arcing down so that her right thigh was aimed to come smashing down on her target's chest.  Unfortunately for the busty English lass, her target was no longer there, as Ashley managed to rally herself and roll out of the way at the last moment.  Hazell's butt landed hard on the mat, sending a paralyzing jolt of pain up her spine.  She sat there, legs spread wide before her, a look of pain upon her face, while Ashley drew upon her dregs of power to rise up.  Now it was the brunette's turn to bounce off of the ropes, hitting the strands behind Keeley, and rushing at the blonde.  As she passed, Graham dove down, grabbing her adversary by the back of her head, and pushed her upper body forward, causing Hazell's face to slam forcefully into the canvas, leaving her dazed.

Adrenalin pumping now, Ashley rose up and, bending over, grabbed her rival and pulled her up as well.  She then lifted Keeley's up off of the mat, holding her in her arms, and slowly circling so as to show her off to the crowd that packed the arena, as a huntress shows off her trophy.  Graham then delivered the blonde back to the mat with a bodyslam that shook the ring.  Grabbing the mewling Brit by her tangled hair and hauling her back up to rubbery legs, Ashley whips Keeley into a corner, where the blonde's arms drape over the top ropes and her whole body appears in danger of collapsing in a heap.  From the opposite corner, Graham then dashes at full-speed toward her rival, intent on delivering a match-ending body splash.

Unfortunately for the brunette, at the last moment Hazell is able to bring her legs up, her knees smashing into Graham's breasts.  The impact causes Ashley to sail backward, landing heavily upon the canvas, where she lay moaning, eyes glazed.  Calling upon what remains of her fading strength, Keeley pulls herself up the turnbuckle until she balances precariously upon the top cables.  She then soars into the air, and crashes down upon the prone body of her opponent like a curvaceous missile of destruction.  The impact causes the bodies of both beauties to bounce up off of the canvas, but Hazell remains atop Ashley, who is battered into semi-consciousness.

Pinning the brunette's wrists to the mat, and using her feet to grapevine Graham's legs wide, Keeley makes a point of pressing her 34E breasts down upon the sweat-soaked face of her foe, humbling her with a bit of smothering while the referee counts 1...2...3!

[Jackflash Jump]

Great stuff, Wheelman!  Jessica definitely needs to get more play around here. 

[Chotch87]

Yes thank you finally an Ashley graham story. It was great love to see more

[habib]

Yvonne strahovski vs emma stone in a submission wrestling match with lots of humiliation will be awesome

[wheelman]

Great stuff, Wheelman!  Jessica definitely needs to get more play around here.  

Thanks Jack. Jess has always struck me as soft both mentally and physically, and I have always been a big fan of Carrie and those legs. Then I remembered these two had a real life spat several years ago. So being one who prefers his fantasy based in reality this one was a no brainer. Oh and great work on the Ashley vs Keeley story as well!

[Chotch87]

Like to see some more titfights

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Abigail Breslin vs Ariel Winter



Ariel grunted as Abigail drove her knee up into the brunette's belly.  Winter doubled over, and the blonde grabbed her by the hair to hold her in place while she pistoned up her right knee five times in rapid succession, each blow hammering into Ariel's breasts.  Battered and panting for breath, Winter sunk to her knees.

A cruel smile came to Breslin's lips as she held her rival's hair with one hand and pulled her head up so that the two beauties could lock eyes.  "On your knees before me, just where you belong," the blonde maliciously purred.  Then she added, "and now I'm going to pound those tits of yours until you're a 30A cup!"

But a heartbeat later, the smile on Abigail's lips disappears, as Ariel's right hand shoots up to clamp a clawhold on the blonde's groin.  Winter's fingers tighten, and the thin fabric of Breslin's bikini panties offer scant protection to her vulnerable womanhood.  Upright on her knees, the brunette has perfect leverage for her wicked hold; each time Abigail balls a fist to try and punch her way free, Ariel gives a pulsing grasp, and the pain all-but-paralyzes Breslin, leaving her helpless.  The blonde's gives a high-pitched whine of agony as tears well in her blue eyes.

Still holding tight with her clawhold, Ariel rises up to her feet and lifts her rival up across her shoulders.  She then begins to twirl around and around, subjecting the wailing blonde to an airplane spin and strips her of her senses.  Finally, Breslin is deposited back to the floor with a thudding bodyslam and she lay upon her back, hands clutching her throbbing groin as she fights back sobs of pain.

"That idea you had, about my tits?" Ariel says with seeming innocence.  "I like it.  Just let me...tweak it a little."  And with that, the brunette begins to ruthlessly stomp her bare foot down again and again upon her adversary's breasts, the pounding causing them to erupt from the blonde's bikini halter.  Winter then sits upon her foe's belly and uses her hands to punch, slap, squeeze and twist the mauled mammeries.  Tears streak down Abigail's face as she howls in agonized protest, until the pain drives her to the precipice of unconsciousness.  Halting her attack, Ariel gives a satisfied half-smirk and says, "Now let me show you what a real pair of tits look like!"  With that, she removes her own halter, freeing her 'girls', and she leans forward, burying Abigail's face into her cleavage.  After some feeble squirming and muffled whimpering, Breslin goes still and silent.

Rising up, Ariel claims her hard-earned victory by planting a foot upon the heaving, bruised boobs of her fallen foe and flexing her arms in triumph.

[Chotch87]

Great story like Ariel winning.

[al2468]

Super model Christie Brinkley and actress Lynda Carter had both been dating singer Billy Joel. At the party after a Billy Joel concert, which both girls had attended, the two beauties stood toe to toe, breast to breast glaring at each other.  "Get out of here bitch", Christie said. he is mine.  " Are you going to make me slut, " replied Lynda. The other party goers quickly formed a circle around the two urging them to fight.  Lynda kicked off her shoes and stripped to her bra and panties. "Come on you little whore, strip down and fight me." Christie smiled and removed her dress, "I'm going to tear you apart bitch." answered Christie. Christie in red bra and panties, Lynda in black tore into each other slapping and pulling hair. They fell to the floor each ripping their opponents bra off.  The topless fighters rolled around each landing punches to their rivals face and breasts. The crowd was equally divided, as they rooted on their favorite. Christie maneuvered behind Lynda and applied a combination chock hold and hair pull which had Lynda gasping for breath.  " Finish her", the crowd yelled. As Christie applied more pressure, Lynda's eyes became glassy as she struggled to break the hold.  Lynda slumped to the ground unable to catch her breath, Christie sensing victory, was on top of her quickly throwing windmill punches to all parts of the helpless Lynda's body. It was over, Christie raised her arms in victory and accepted the cheers of the crowd.  Lynda laid on the floor sobbing in defeat.

[al2468]

a few more photos

[Raypops]

  Another excellent Flashback!!  Thank you!

[Sandman13]

it's round three of the boxing grudge match between Lynda Carter and Christie Brinkley and "Wonder Woman" is looking exhausted and trashed.
"Christie - please! Stop! You - you win, okay? I can't - OOOFFFF!" Lynda blows out an agonized breath when Christie connects with a solid blast to the brunette's belly. She tries to keep her guard up but Lynda is just too tired and beaten to effectively defend herself. It's almost poetic justice because in the weeks leading up to the fight the big brunette had been bragging how much stronger and fitter she was than "some ditsy blonde model!"
Christie starts to laugh and joke with the crowd as she toys with a bedraggled Lynda. "Who wants a top that once belonged to a big star?" she asks the front row and gets shouts of glee as an answer. The TV star is soon topless and after some more punching her around the ring, Christie removes the star-spangled bottoms to leave Lynda completely naked.
By this time the once tough-talked showoff has been reduced to a blubbering, quivering loser. The gorgeous blonde takes dead aim and lands a monumental haymaker to Lynda's kisser, spinning her completely around before she drops to the mat out for the evening. The crowd erupts in cheers and Christie Brinkley is all smiles after the big victory.

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Win or lose, Lynda Carter is always welcome around here.  Thanks for these, my friends!