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VIX: QUEEN OF THE VIXENS SEMI-FINALS

Posted by caspian on 21 July 2024 at 4:14 am

(Results: Lookout!, Words: Caspian)

2. Eden Cohen vs. Hailey Clauson

Eden:
(26, 5’10, 30:16 FCBA, VIXENs)

Hailey:
(29, 5’11, 18:12 FCBA, VIXENs)

BEFORE:
Up next, the beach remains alive with activity as the press conference for the semi-final bout between Eden Cohen and Hailey Clauson gets underway. A formal stage setup on the sand, complete with a backdrop of the ocean, wooden podiums, and rows of chairs for the press and onlookers. The fighters stand on either side of the podiums, microphones positioned in front of them.

Eden with her dark, intense eyes and a teasing smile, is dressed in a sleek, navy-blue bikini that accentuates her athletic frame. Her long hair is tied back in a high ponytail, giving her a poised yet fierce look. Hailey, in a fiery red bikini, stands tall and imposing, her blonde hair loose around her shoulders. Her expression is one of barely contained hostility, her blue eyes burning with determination.

"Well, I think we all saw what happened to Baby Girl today," Eden starts, her tone light but her words sharp. "Going down in the eighth round like that... It's almost embarrassing, isn't it? But then again, what can you expect from someone who just isn't cut out for this level of competition?"

"And Hailey here," Eden continues, turning to look at her opponent with a teasing smile. "Last time you faced Hannah, I heard it didn’t go so well. Laid out on the sand, huh?. Must be tough to live that down. But don’t worry, you won’t get a chance to embarrass yourself again because I’m going to take you down before you even get to her in the Finals."
Hailey's eyes flash with anger as she grabs the microphone, her voice steely with hostility.

"Watch that mouth of yours," she snaps. "You talk a big game for someone who's never stepped into the ring with me before. I’m not Alexis. I ain’t gonna break like some skinny twig. And as for Hannah, she got lucky. I’m going to pound you into the sand and then get my revenge on her."

She pauses, glaring at Eden. "You think your teasing and taunting makes you better? Your mind games don’t scare me, and it just shows how scared you really are. Deep down, you know you can't handle someone like me."

As the exchange heats up, Eden steps closer to Hailey, her smile never wavering, while Hailey stands her ground, fists clenched at her sides. The crowd senses a confrontation and leans in, cameras flashing and capturing every moment.

"Scared?" Eden says, her voice a whisper now. "You wish. I’m going to enjoy watching you fall."

Hailey’s response is immediate and physical. She shoves Eden back with a forceful hand to her shoulder, causing the lanker Israeli girl to stumble slightly in the sand. Security and officials rush in to separate the two, but not before Eden manages to get in one last taunt.

"We’ll see who’s still standing at the end," Eden calls out.

The crowd is buzzing with excitement and anticipation as the fighters are led off the stage. Other Vixens and spectators in the audience murmur amongst themselves, clearly entertained by the heated exchange. As they part ways, Hailey shouts over her shoulder, "You’re going down, Cohen. Remember that."

Eden just laughs, a confident, mocking sound that carries over the noise of the crowd. "See you in the ring, Clauson. Don’t disappoint me."

The makeshift ring, set up on the pristine beach, is a stark contrast to the tension building between the two fighters. The wooden stakes and frayed ropes outline the sandy battleground where both fighters will soon clash. The sun is beginning to set, casting a warm, golden glow over the scene.

Eden, with her lithe and athletic build, stands in her corner, adjusting her navy-blue bikini. Her toned muscles are a testament to her rigorous training regimen, each sinew defined and ready for action. Her long, dark hair is pulled back into a high ponytail, keeping it out of her face. Eden's physique, while not as bulky as her opponent’s, is lean and powerful, built for speed and agility. Her abs are well-defined, her legs strong and flexible, ready to dart and weave around her larger opponent.

Hailey, in stark contrast, stands tall and imposing in her fiery red bikini. Her frame is more robust and muscular, built for power and endurance. At 5'11", she towers over Eden, her broader shoulders and stronger build giving her a physical advantage. Her stomach is toned and brimming with power, her biceps bulging slightly as she tightens her gloves. Her legs, strong and muscular, are ready to plant firmly in the sand, delivering powerful blows with the force of a sledgehammer.

The fighters receive their final instructions from the referee, who stands between them, ensuring they understand the rules. Eden bounces lightly on her toes, her eyes never leaving Hailey’s. She exudes confidence, her body language calm yet alert. Hailey, in contrast, stands more grounded, her posture solid.. She rolls her shoulders, loosening up for the imminent clash, her gaze locked on Eden.

As the referee steps back, both fighters take a deep breath, and raise their gloves. And with a wave of his hand, HERE WE GO with ten rounds of Lightweight action!

ROUND 1:
Both fighters step forward, ready to engage. The American model, towering and powerful, immediately moves in, looking to end the fight early with her power. Underestimating her opponent's agility and finesse, Clauson throws a powerful right hook aimed at Eden’s head. But Cohen slips to the side with a swift movement, her footwork precise and controlled. The punch cuts through the air, missing its mark entirely. Before the taller blonde can reset, Cohen counters with a quick jab to her midsection, followed by a sharp left hook to the ribs. The sound of leather hitting flesh is sharp, and the Siren veteran grunts in response, more out of surprise than pain. Unfazed, Clauson tries to press the attack again, swinging with heavy hooks and overhands, aiming to overpower her foe with sheer strength. Eden, however, dances out of range, her head movement and footwork keeping her safe. She weaves under a wild swing and counters with a series of jabs, each one landing cleanly on the blonde's face and upper body.

The crowd can see the frustration building in Clauson's eyes. She steps back, regrouping, her chest heaving. Cohen takes the opportunity to land a few more punches, targeting her exposed body. A well-placed jab lands squarely on her opponent's breast, causing Clauson to wince and snarl in anger. Suddenly fueled by rage (and outrage), the American charges forward with renewed aggression. She throws a vicious right cross that Eden narrowly dodges, followed by a left hook that clips the brunette across her temple. Cohen experiences Clauson’s power for the first time, and staggers back, and her taller opponent sees her opening. Immediately, Hailey moves in, hammering away at her guard with more power shots, each punch landing with a heavy thud, shaking Cohen's frame and driving her towards the ropes. Cornered and reeling from the onslaught, the Israeli fighter does her best to defend herself, but Clauson's punches come in heavy and fast, each one driving deeper into her defenses. A brutal uppercut sneaks through the guard, snapping Cohen's head back and causing her to gasp for breath as she tastes the salty air. Hailey follows up with another hook to the lean body, the impact forcing a pained grunt from her lips, and the last thirty seconds of the round are a desperate struggle for Cohen to stay on her feet. Clauson’s barrage continues, each punch thrown with the intent to end the fight, causing her legs wobble and body to jolt. But Eden refuses to go down. She clinches up with Clauson, wrapping her arms around her thick waist and shoulders to buy some time. But the blonde pushes her off with shoulder thrusts and elbows stuck between, and continues her assault. Finally, the bell rings, and the blonde model finally steps back, breathing heavily but looking satisfied with her opening performance. Cohen, battered and bruised, leans against the ropes, her chest heaving as she tries to regain her composure. The round clearly goes to Clauson, who dominated with her power and aggression. However, Cohen’s resilience and ability to evade most of the worst blows keep her in the fight, albeit by a narrow margin.

ROUND 2:
Cohen steps forward but keeps her distance from Clauson, who is visibly seething from the previous round. The Israeli brunette bounces lightly on her feet, eyes focused and sharp, ready to exploit any opening while the American blonde is still eager to overpower her opponent, charging forward with another powerful hook, which Cohen sidesteps effortlessly, her movements graceful and precise. She then counters with a quick jab to the chest again, the punch landing squarely on the left breast, making Clauson wince and her face contort in pain and frustration. Another series of jab and cross combinations fly in, her fists flying in, peppering the bigger girl’s face and upper body, Clauson’s attempts to retaliate met with swift evasions, with Cohen slipping and weaving out of range with ease. Spotting an opportunity, Cohen zeroes in on Clauson's weakness. She targets the JMDD champ’s breasts to a tee, each punch landing with a satisfying smack and squeal. Clauson's face says it all: flushed with anger and discomfort as she tries to shield her chest and rage back at the sheer audacity of her foe. BUTTONS PUSHED, people, as Eden's targeted assault continues, her fists connecting with Clauson's vulnerable cleavage.

Clauson, now more enraged than ever, throws a wild right hook, but Cohen ducks under it and delivers a sharp uppercut to the blonde's ribs instead, forcing a pained grunt from her lips as she staggers back, clutching her side. This is how Eden plans to do it: dancing around the heavier set Clauson and her slower swings. The American manages to land a few jabs of her own, showing off her own dexterity, but they’re half-hearted and lack the force of her earlier blows. Meanwhile, Cohen’s relentless barrage of attacks continues, shooting hands towards Clauson’s face and body before landing her choice jabs to the chest, causing the blonde to hug her torso protectively. The final minute of the round sees Cohen in complete control. She circles Clauson, darting in and out with quick punches, each one landing with a sharp crack. As the bell rings to end the round, Cohen steps back, her chest heaving but her eyes filled with fresh confidence. Clauson, on the other hand, is left hugging her chest and body, her face twisted in pain and frustration. The round clearly belongs to the Vixen, who dominated with her speed and precision, leaving her opponent bruised and battered, and the scorecards reflect her superior performance, giving her a wide margin this round.

ROUND 3:
And Clauson CHARGES forward, determination to overpower Cohen clear in her eyes. The American model barrels in with a series of powerful punches, her fists flying in and risking underestimating the slender Israeli model’s agility once more. Eden weaves and ducks early on, keeping her distance, dancing back and forth with quick footwork, but Clauson's aggressive assault leaves her little room to maneuver. Suddenly, Clauson lands a staggering right hook to the jawline in the first minute, which sends the brunette reeling! OUFF! Cohen ain’t a miracle worker, lads, and gets overwhelmed eventually! BIG SHOT LANDED indeed, as Cohen's legs wobble from the impact, and Clauson's advantage is clear, pressing forward, not wanting to give her any moment to recover! Trapped against the ropes, Eden raises her guard in desperation, but Clauson's fists hammer away at her with latent rage, rocking her midsection, ribs, and face. Each punch slams in with a resounding thud, driving the air from Cohen's lungs and causing her to gasp in pain as she tries to stay upright. A hook to the side of her head, however, has her ROCKED BADLY. With Clauson’s hooks and uppercuts finding their mark after breaking through her flimsy defenses. Cohen’s best asset was her footwork and speed, and trapped in a corner, her body twists and contorts with each blow, her efforts to fend off the onslaught growing weaker by the second. In minute two, the cumulative damage takes its toll. Clauson swerves her hips and lands a brutal uppercut to the base of her chin, lifting her OFF her feet and sending her CRASHING down to the sand. KNOCKDOWN for Hailey Clauson, as Eden’s fall echoes through the crowd!

The slender brunette lies crumpled on the ground, dazed and struggling to breathe, as the referee steps in, beginning the count! Eden rolls over onto her back and blinks up at the sky, her body heaving with effort. One… two… three… The count continues, but slowly she gathers her wits and begins to peel herself back up, granules of sand sticking all over to her caramel skin. Cohen’s resilience shines through, and by the count of eight, she forces herself back up, her legs trembling but her spirit unbroken. Across the ring, Clauson’s still breathing heavily from her own exertions, as she watches with both frustration and leftover rage. A minute left on the clock, folks, and the bell rings. Cohen is now on the defensive, but Clauson is hella spent as well, and the Israeli girl has an easier time keeping herself moving and avoiding another potential KO. Hailey, clearly winded from her earlier exertion, throws fewer but still forceful punches, with Eden weaving and dodging, huffing behind her locked arms, avoiding the worst of the blows while landing a few counters of her own to the blonde’s face to keep herself in the game. The round ends with Cohen still standing, but the judges clearly score the round in Clauson's favor due to her dominating performance in the first two minutes.

ROUND 4:
Clauson starts the fourth with aggression again, her power punches thrown in with bone-crunching force. The American model marches straight for the battered Cohen, looking to finish the job. Seconds after and hooks find their mark on Cohen's face, snapping her head to the side after a first swing packed into the side of her ribs to disorient and stun. Cohen’s in trouble, letting Clauson get close and bully her about the ring again. Several punishing blows land off her midsection, fists driven into Eden's tummy with loud whumps that echo around the makeshift ring. And while Eden grits her teeth, her abs contracting in a desperate attempt to absorb the punishment, it’s only a matter of time before the bigger blonde’s power overwhelms her… And here comes Clauson again! This time, she’s out for sweet payback, instead of going for the KO, her hooks and uppercuts HAMMER into Eden's breasts, threatening to disrobe her as her bikini top strains against the force! This time, Eden's eyes widen in pain and shock, her arms instinctively moving to protect her chest amidst the loud squeals and snarling. Of course, Clauson's focus on her chest leaves her open to counters, and Cohen takes whatever advantage of the openings she can get, slipping away and tagging her back with quick jabs and crosses sunk into the nose and cheeks. Her punches are sharp and precise, snapping the tiring Clauson's head back with each well-placed shot. Despite her earlier dominance, Clauson begins to tire. Her punches, while still powerful, lack the same ferocity as earlier in the fight, and Eden, sensing the shift, uses her agility and footwork to maintain her distance, landing longer-range punches that keep Clauson at bay.

But all that changes again when Cohen gets haughty and begins to slap leather into the JMDD champion’s prized assets, stinging blows sending her puppies reeling off to the side or pancaked with a loud grunt. Minute left on the clock and Clauson SEES NOTHING BUT RED, and all that’s on her mind is to wipe that smirk off the Israeli girl’s face! Enraged by the chest shots, she barrels right into Cohen near the frayed ropes, her powerful frame dominating the space, her muscles tensed and ready to deliver payback. With Eden trapped and struggling against her heavier form, Clauson delivers brutal uppercuts aimed directly at her opponent’s breasts!The first uppercut lands with a solid thud, driving up beneath Eden's left breast. The force of the punch lifts the orb upwards, the skin and muscle straining under the impact, forcing a loud gasp from the shocked Eden, her body jerking involuntarily, her eyes widening. Another uppercut slams up into her right breast, the smack of her glove pushing the orb upwards and to the side, and the force causing the flimsy fabric of her bikini top to stretch and strain. This continues unabated, with Hailey’s fists alternating between left and right, each smack of leather on flesh lifting Eden’s breasts higher and higher, the fabric of the Vixen’s bikini top struggling to contain them. The skin on Eden’s chest reddens, the muscles beneath trembling with the repeated hits, only for the poor girl’s mounds to fall back heavily. Faster and faster the punches come, until Eden’s bikini top, already stretched to its limit, can no longer hold. With one particularly vicious uppercut, the strap SNAPS, and her breasts break free completely! The crowd gasps as the flimsy fabric falls away, exposing Eden’s chest to the unforgiving elements! But Hailey STILL does not relent! She snarls with satisfaction before driving another fist upward, her glove digging into the soft flesh of Eden's breasts, causing the rest of her trapped foe’s body to shudder violently. Despite the overwhelming pain, Eden tries to push Hailey away, her hands weakly pressing against her shoulders and hips. But Hailey's superior strength and relentless fury keep her pinned against the ropes, and Eden's body, already battered, trembles with each hit, her chest heaving with effort. Finally, after the bell rings and the referee pulls hard on her shoulder, Clauson delivers one last brutal uppercut, forcing a groan and collapse from Eden. Hailey steps back, her chest heaving with exertion as Eden falls down to her knees, her chest exposed and reddened, her breaths shallow and rapid, hugging her body. This fight just got a lot more personal, folks!

ROUND 5:
To her credit, Cohen begins the fifth round with renewed determination, her breaths still ragged and labored, and having salvaged what remains of her bikini top, finally decides to f*ck it and go topless. There are wolf whistles and well-wishers all around, but Cohen doesn’t mind one bit, having had loads of practice being clotheless on her OnlyFans account. She surprises Clauson early on with her focus, with the Siren hoping that she might be distracted by her tits hanging loose for the entire world to see. Instead, Eden’s slipping and ducking under her powerful swings with ease, before her counterpunches, while not as forceful, pack into her face and body, and start to take their toll on the American model. Slowly, Cohen's punches add up. Each jab and cross lands with a sharp smack, caving in cheeks and crushing her nostrils. The accumulation of blows begins to show, and Clauson staggers slightly in the second minute, her guard faltering under the persistent assault. However, Cohen's confidence starts to turn into overconfidence. Spotting an opening, she attempts to pin Clauson against the ropes, pressing her advantage with a flurry of punches again to the champion’s breasts. She moves in close, her feet dancing lightly on the sand as she positions herself to trap her opponent, thinking that Clauson is about ready to go down. Her arms are raised, fists poised to deliver a rapid series of blows. But Clauson's body tenses up, her feet digging into the sand as she braces for the onslaught. Cohen's punches are quick and targeted, her gloves snapping into the blonde’s midsection and ribs, driving her back against the frayed ropes. After a brutal uppercut sinks into her heaving belly, Cohen leans in, using her body to press and pin against Clauson's. But the move backfires, as it allows Hailey’s raw power to come back into play. With a growl of determination, the bigger girl shifts her weight, planting her feet firmly in the sand. Her arms come up to block Cohen's punches, her muscular frame absorbing the impact, before responding with a series of thumping shots to Cohen's exposed chest and body. Gloves get driven into the sides of Cohen's torso with heavy thuds, each punch landing with a sickening crunch, as Cohen gasps and winces, her slender frame absorbing in close quarters. Her arms instinctively drop to protect her midsection, leaving her even more vulnerable. Snarling, Hailey’s back to targeting her initial handiwork, mauling Cohen’s exposed mounds and knocking her breasts to the side and upwards once more, driving the air from her lungs and causing her to stumble back.

Cohen finally breaks the clinch and scrabbles back in the sand, trying to regain her balance, her arms wrapping around her midsection to protect herself. But is the damage already done? Clauson immediately surges out from the ropes, throwing another haymaker that Cohen almost takes full-on on the chin, the blow still sending shockwaves through her body, threatening to overwhelm her. Her eyes widen in pain, her face contorting, as her slender legs tremble and her body bows slightly backward. But eventually, Cohen gets clear, and manages to regain her composure. She slips out of Clauson's range just in time, her feet moving quickly to put distance between them. The aftermath of the exchange has left her breathing heavily, however, her bare chest swaying in the wind, pinked all over, and heaving with the effort of staying upright. The remainder of the round sees her land precise counters, her jabs napping Clauson's head back and keeping the larger model at bay. At the bell, the judges score the round for Cohen, recognizing her effective counterpunching and evasive tactics. Clauson, while still a powerful force, finds herself outmaneuvered by her agility and speed.

ROUND 6:
Eden quickly takes control, having learned her lessons from the past. Her footwork is sharp and more precise, her slender legs moving purposefully across the sandy ring. In contrast, Clauson's movements are sluggish, her body heavy and fatigued from the relentless pace of the earlier rounds. First minute sees Cohen circling around the taller blonde, her gloves up and ready. She darts in and out of Clauson's reach, landing quick jabs to her face and body. Each punch lands with a satisfying smack, the force just enough to keep Clauson off balance without giving her a chance to counter. Meanwhile, Clauson's attempts to retaliate are sluggish and easily avoided, as Eden slips around her with ease, before tagging her back lands with swift combinations of jabs and crosses to her midsection, causing her to grunt and wince. Soon, Clauson is left hunched over and breathing heavily, trying to use her weight and reach to her advantage. She attempts to corner Cohen by suddenly rushing her down from before, pressing forward with heavy hooks and overhand punches. But her movements are too slow, and Cohen easily evades them this time. As the round progresses, Cohen continues to target holes in her weakened defenses, landing punches to her exposed ribs and chest, and Clauson's arms, heavy and tired, struggle to stay up. The accumulation of blows soon takes its toll. The taller model's face is etched with pain and frustration, her body swaying under the force of each punch. Her attempts to guard her torso are weak, her arms barely managing to protect her vital areas. In the final minute of the round, Cohen steps up her aggression. She lands a series of rapid-fire jabs to her face, causing her head to snap back with each hit. Clauson's defenses crumble, her energy spent. Cohen then shifts her focus to the body, driving powerful hooks under her arms and into her ribs and stomach. Clauson, her legs trembling and her body drenched in sweat, struggles to stay upright. She leans heavily against the ropes, her chest heaving with labored breaths. Cohen, sensing victory, presses her advantage, landing a final combination of punches to Clauson's midsection that leaves her gasping for air. Before she can go down, however, the bell rings, saving her for another round. Cohen steps back, circling one of her fists in the air, whilst Clauson looks battered and defeated against the ropes. She’s never before faced a Lightweight, and is having trouble keeping up.

ROUND 7:
Clauson looks shaken and stirred, but she digs deep and tries to rush Eden down one final time when the bell rings, charging forward and looking to surprise with a last-ditch assault. Eden, seeing the determination in Clauson's eyes, braces herself, her stance low and defensive. The two fighters meet near the center of the ring, and of course, Clauson’s swings begin to push Eden back towards the ropes with her sheer power. They get into a clinch, their bodies pressed tightly together, muscles straining, and Clauson uses her superior strength to maneuver Eden against the ropes, and begins driving her gloves into the brunette’s trembling lower belly. Each punch smacks off the tensed abs, making Eden's body jolt and fold, her stomach muscles visibly rippling as they attempt to brace and absorb the punishment. Eden's breath hitches with each hit, her tummy flesh quivering, being momentarily compressed by the powerful hooks, before rebounding outwards as Clauson's gloves withdraw, only to get hit again with the next blow. The cumulative effect of the punches starts to wear on Eden, her breaths coming in shallow gasps, each exhale tinged with pain and effort. Her arms wrap around Clauson's, trying to mitigate the damage, but the punches just keep coming, with Hailey muscling in as many blows as she can and ignoring the other woman’s light grasp over her being. Another punch lands deep in Eden's stomach, making her knees buckle slightly, almost forcing her to go down again.

But Eden finds a burst of energy. Smartly, she uses her agility to twist her body, breaking free from Clauson's grasp. She knows that Clauson herself is weakening rapidly, and all she has to do is weather as much as she can before the blonde runs out of juice. Suddenly, with a quick sidestep, she positions herself to deliver a powerful counterattack to the side of her jawline, staggering her badly. With Clauson still leaning forward, trying to regain her balance, Eden holds her steady and drives a brutal uppercut into the base of Clauson's chest, causing her opponent to gasp and stagger back, the remnant energy from the blow still causing her breasts to ripple and jolt uncontrollable, with her arms instinctively dropping to protect herself. Not wasting a second, Eden pulls back, this time aiming for Clauson's chin. The uppercut CONNECTS with a resounding CRACK, snapping Clauson's head back and sending her stumbling!! OUCH!! Clauson's chin gets jolts upwards, her head whipping back, and her arms, initially trying to guard her body, now flailing as she struggles to protect herself from the onslaught. ANOTHER uppercut smacks into Clauson's chest, her breasts bouncing from the force, and then ONE MORE direct to her chin! The taller fighter's body jerks and stumbles, her legs unsteady as she tries to remain upright. A final uppercut SEALS THE DEAL, Cohen’s punch sending a shudder through Clauson's entire frame, with her eyes momentarily glazing over. Her body sways for a second, before the cumulative damage finally takes its toll. Clauson's arms drop to her sides, as the rest of her frame COLLAPSES to the sand with a loud THUDD, her strength completely sapped! Eden stands over her, breathing heavily, as the referee begins the count, but it’s clear that Clauson is not getting up this time! Finally, the count reaches ten, and the referee WAVES off the rest of the fight. It’s OVER in shocking upset fashion, folks!!

Official Result: Eden Cohen defeats Hailey Clauson via KO7!

AFTER:
The beach is silent except for the sound of the waves and the labored breathing of Hailey Clauson, who lies sprawled on the sand, knocked out cold. Her arms are sprawled above her head, her gumshield lying second feet to the side of her turned head. Eden Cohen stands tall, her exposed chest heaving with exertion, a look of triumph on her face. She slowly approaches the downed blonde, her eyes gleaming.

With deliberate movements, Eden reaches down and hauls Hailey back to her knees. The bigger blonde is slow to respond, her body heavy and uncooperative after the brutal KO. But Eden’s hands are firm, buried deep in the top of Hailey's blonde hair, guiding her upwards with a mix of force, control, and relish.

Once Hailey is kneeling, Eden quickly positions herself behind her, keeping her grip tight in Hailey's hair. She leans forward, her pelvis and hips pressed into Hailey’s back and shoulders.. "All that muscle, all that talk, and here you are, broken at my feet,” Eden huffs.

Then, with her free hand, Eden reaches down and over, grabbing the strings of Hailey's bikini top. The fabric is still taut against Hailey's significant chest, the only thing preserving her leftover modesty. With malice and glee, Eden tugs upwards firmly, stretching the strings to their absolute limit.

Clauson moans underneath as Eden gives a final, forceful tug, and the strings of her bikini top give up with a SNAP. The fabric falls away, leaving Hailey's chest completely exposed to the onlookers. Hailey is too tired and dazed to stop her, her arms still hanging limply at her sides as she tries to gather her strength.

Posing overhead, Eden stands up straight, twirling the red broken bikini top in the air like a trophy. The fabric spins above her head, as she looks down at Hailey, who is trying to cover herself with her tired hands. "Now who's left exposed, b*tch?" Eden shouts down into her face, whilst tugging on her hair and forcing her head back. "Thought you could pound me out, huh? Guess you’re the one who got buried."

Hailey's chest is left heaving, her breaths ragged as she tries to recover from the brutal fight. Her body is trembling on the dunes, her muscles straining to support her. She glances up at Eden with a mixture of defiance and resignation, her eyes betraying the humiliation of being stripped in front of the gathered crowd.

Eden's final pose is one of complete control and triumph. She twirls the bikini top one last time before throwing it to the side, her eyes never leaving Hailey's. "Hannah, you're next!" Eden shouts into the air, her voice carrying across the beach.

In an unexpected twist, Eden Cohen's decisive victory over the heavily favored Hailey Clauson has sent shockwaves through the boxing community. Clauson, a seasoned Welterweight with a reputation for sheer power and resilience, was expected by many to bulldoze her way into the finals. Yet, it was the lighter, more agile Cohen who emerged victorious.

Ferguson, who secured her spot in the finals with a dominant performance against Alexis Ren, stands as a towering, final challenge. However, Eden's victory tonight has shifted perceptions, showing that she can stand toe-to-toe with the best of them. Predictions and betting odds are already being fervently discussed, with Hannah still entering as the favorite, given her track record and dominant showing in the semi-finals.

Only time will tell, and we can look forward to the Grand Finals of the VIX: Queen of the Vixens tournament on the upcoming August PPV! Stay tuned, boxing fans!