Posted Apr 28, 2017, 5:55 PM
Hannah Ferguson versus Hilary Rhoda (Welterweight Championship)
(Words: Vixens / Results: Lookout!)
Hannah:
(24, 5’10, 10:1 FCBA, Vixens)
Hilary:
(29, 5’11, 8:0 FCBA, Girls Friday)
Before: The challenger enters first, dark green robe accentuating her lean figure, her chest framed by pearly-white bikini top and bottoms. Hilary extremely confident, knows an opportunity like this doesn’t come often and plans to make the most of it. She raises striking red gloves to the crowd as they acknowledge this worthy first challenger to the champion, who is next to arrive.
No random gimmicks - Hannah Ferguson simply striding down the walkway with a big smile on her face, orange bikini barely holding her assets in place, white robe hanging loosely over her shoulders and down to her waist. Vixen putting on a brave front, knows the pressure is on,with all eyes seeing how she’s gonna perform in her first official, sanctioned bout as Welterweight champion.
In the audience, perhaps no one as eager to see the outcome of this match than Tahnee Atkinson, conspicuously missing from this month’s fight-card. Rumour of course points to Ms Atkinson’s training and prep in the gym, readying herself for third eventual clash with Hannah Ferguson in June, vying for that tie-breaker and bragging rights. Cameras pan over the Australian model’s sly grin as she watches both women making their entrance. Tahnee blows air kiss to the camera, followed by middle finger--
Speaking of another worthy rival, Ms Kate Upton also watching intently from backstage, eyes glued to the screens. The throbbing pain in her chest reminding her of her battle she just emerged victorious from - beating that b*tch McKinney to retain the JMDD title was sweet payback for her, and now, her eyes looking for newer, juicier targets: blonde in the ring playing the roaring crowds with black gloves raised in the air.
Back to the ring: no animosity or underlying venom between both big gals. When referee calls them together to the center, they shake hands formally, but sly smiles tell different story. Between the pre-fight verbal barbs traded prior, reality is that both girls have never crossed paths before, even though plenty online have speculated as to the outcome of two of the hottest Welterweight prospects duking it out in the ring.
“Hannah’s been through quite a bit to get to where she Is today, and I respect that,” Hilary says. “But f*ck - so have I. And I intend to keep her ‘reign’ short and sweet.”
Hannah scoffing at the other corner, hands firmly on hips. “We don’t have beef with each other, but that's because I’ve had bigger fish on my plate. The truth is: Hilary’s good, but i’m better.”
Referee brings things to order to end speculation: Hannah and Hilary readying for battle at opposite corners. Bell rings, signalling ten rounds of Welterweight Championship action:
Round 1: First round sees technical fighting as both girls, for all their tough talk, choose to keep their distance from one another for majority of the round. Perhaps Hilary not wanting to make a mistake and Hannah would like very much to remain champion, keeping them both over-cautious. Of course, Hannah is first to flick a few jabs at Hilary’s head, but all delt nicely by Hilary as she blocks with guard. Hilary counters, testing Ferguson’s guard as well with quick jab combos, as they continue to feel each other out. Last minute sees similar back-and-forth, and audience all expecting round to end in a decisive draw, when Hannah suddenly shoots and loops her right arm under Hilary’s incoming jab, catching Hilary cleanly on side of her jaw! Hilary letting out a grunt as she’s suddenly dazed by that corkscrew jab. Hannah taking advantage: another left left right to the face forces the guard to come up high. Instead, Hannah travels fists south, bangs another combo straight to the gut… as Hilary looks to be in trouble in the first round… could the champ retain her title right here and now? However, Hilary avoiding that humiliation as she suddenly finds her footing and charges back: slew of rapid jabs keep Hannah guessing, and the round ends with both ladies resetting in original positions they started out in. Bell rings soon after and the crowd lets out mixed cheers for both ladies as they head back to corners.
Round 2: Hilary getting into her groove now in the second, seems like the first round was merely a test bed to feel out Hannah’s skill-set. Now, the brunette seems to hit the reset button and starts peppering Hannah more and more with jab after jab from long range, denying the blonde any room to move. Hannah’s smirk quickly evaporating as she realizes she’s being outboxed and herded into ropes. Still, stubborn blonde refuses to back away or give one inch, continues swinging back at Hilary, but without much success as brunette bobs and weaves, then jams fist into Hannah’s cheek again. At the bell, Hilary breaks into a smile with self-assured confidence, proving to everyone that she’s just the better technical fighter in this bout. By contrast, Hannah scowling to herself - she may not have been too hurt by Hilary’s strikes, but the sheer quantity that landed on various body parts is sure to cost her the round.
Round 3: Early on, both ladies decide to turn on the heat, coming onto each other swinging. Hilary still fighting defensively, but getting harder and harder to keep a surging Hannah Ferguson off her arse. Champion wanting to make a statement, rushing in like a bull swinging its horns wildly, bashing Hilary’s guard but again not finding that head-space with Hilary’s tight high-guard. No matter, Hannah’s gloves spanking on Hilary’s tight abs instead, the brunette sacrificing her bottom for her head. Hannah licking hungry lips, assumes she has her foe on the ropes and on the verge of knockout blow, when Rhoda takes a big step backwards and fires a BIG RIGHT HAND to Hannah’s nose, stalling her advance. Hilary grunting as she absorbs Hannah’s abuse to the tummy, but continues to punch at base of Ferguson’s chin. Hannah shocked as left-right combo lands - tries to get away but realises that she has to dig herself out of her own grave. It’s too late! Hilary is back on at her like a lioness swarming a wounded animal and taking large chunks of flesh. Likewise, Hilary another left-right combo disappear into middle of Hannah’s body, doubling her over with an OOUFF... then a clean, right hook sends Hannah crashing down to her all fours! It’s an early knockout, ladies and gents, and the crowd goes wild at seeing the champ on all fours!
Hilary calm and resolved, raising both hands slowly to the crowd in show of dominance as she makes her way to corner, but can't resist a sly smile on her lips at the way the match is going. Hannah still gagging, choking on spittle on the ground, one hand cradling her belly and the other trying to support her frame. Still the champ manages to get back to her feet by the count of 7. Referee resumes the round with just one minute left…
HERE COMES HILARY! Switching into attack mode and simply going all out in attempt to take down the champion in final seconds. Hannah however knows her stuff, been in stickier situations, covers up her chest and head and bends over low with forearms firm, and weathers the storm. Hilary no choice, but relishes opportunity to dig her right hand deeper and deeper into vulnerable blonde’s gut, folding Hannah’s body over repeatedly on the ropes. Yet, Hannah doesn’t look out of options just yet, actively defending her head more than rest of body. Sound of bell signals Hannah surviving an early assassination attempt on her reign, whilst Hilary still looking confident, smirks all the way back to corner, knows she has a good chance of putting Hannah away next round.
Round 4: The crowd roars as Hilary is the first one to make move forward, intending to dive in for the kill. Hilary crowding Hannah back into her corner, whacking the long jab on blondes forearms and then bouncing off her tummy, seeing if the champion will take the bait... Hannah doesn’t, instead invites Hilary to step in further and continue abuse on her midsection: Hannah’s body jerking and shuddering with every dull blow puh puh puh puhh, Hannah’s corner screaming for her to get herself to safety. Suddenly though, Vixen springs her trap: snap right uppercut lands on base of Hilary’s chin as she’s busy concentrating downstairs! Another blow to the chin lands, and then another, driving Rhoda’s head up and back repeatedly! Hilary grimacing, as she continues bunching Hannah’s tummy up, but the uppercuts to her jaw are taking their toll: she flails backwards, stunned, arms trying to re-form her guard, but Hannah surges forward and DROPS Hilary with a powerful wind-up cross, straight to her chin! Brunette folds over backwards like a clothesline slamming into her windpipe: force slams her back squarely into the hard canvas, and it’s a KNOCKDOWN FOR HANNAH!!
The blonde not as gracious, rubbing salt into the wound by gingerly stepping over Hilary’s writhing body with her long lean legs. Hilary still sprawled out, staring up at the white lights. Hannah poses for the cameras with a foot on either side of the brunette’s body, both hands on hips and a celebratory grin on her face.
Referee finally shoos her away and begins the count. Longest climb of her life for Hilary Rhoda and she first makes it to her knees at the count of 5., then grabs onto the ropes for support as she pushes herself the rest of the way up. Big girl still looking stunned as the referee asks her if she’s alright, then calls for the round to resume when Hilary mutters ‘Ugh’. There’s two minutes left on the clock: can she hold on to her socks??
Hannah looking to answer that question as she charges in, vengeful fists JACKING back into Hilary’s already-bruised body - Hilary wisely electing to cover up her head, but Hannah determined to end: fires nasty uppercut after uppercut into base of her arms, hacking away bit by bit at Hilary’s guard all the way to the bell. Both ladies exhausted at this point, bodies sagging into each other with Hannah pinning her opponent to the ropes with her body weight. Chins on shoulders, they huff into each other’s ears ‘terms of endearment’, like ‘I knocked you down first, Hannah. I can knock you out again’ to ‘Don't count on it, b*tch. You’re going down.’ Referee finally pulls them apart and herds them back to corners. We’re not even at the halfway mark and the girls are dead even!
Round 5: Hannah goes on the warpath and once again tries to deliver killing blow: how much more can Hilary take? Hannah throwing a relentless barrage of jabs and straights at her guard and body, coming at her from every corner and angle. The answer though? Quite a f*cking bit. Hilary like a human dynamo, bulletproof vest - though hurt from last round’s knockdown she capitalises on Hannah’s wild rush and remembers her technical skills: slaps away sloppy hands from the blonde and then packs her own fists into blonde cheek and belly, shocking Hannah that Hilary’s capable of fighting back at this stage. Hilary expertly dictating the fight now, parrying more strikes and delivering crisp lefts and rights that slowly wear Hannah down. Late in the round, Hannah stalling, hunched over on ropes, panting hard, gloves barely raised, and image of helplessness baits Rhoda back into the fray: busty brunette swings more stiff hooks to either of Hannah’s sides biff biff biff, but doesn’t realise Hannah was just playing possum. As Hilary twists arm back to ready knockout blow, Hannah RAMS a right punch straight up into Hilary’s mouth, forcing the glove as far and deep in as she can. Hilary’s eyes widen in shock as Hannah continues firing punch after punch into her lips and jaw, throwing her back. Crowd roars as the blonde follows her, punishes body with chopping left-right combo. Hilary GAK-ing, body bent over, but the bell rings before Hannah can score another knockout hook to her vulnerable face. Hannah satisfied with, one hand to the crowd as she grins and shakes her orange booty back to corner, leaving Hilary hanging onto top rope for support.
Round 6: Hilary receives much needed wake-up call from corner in between rounds as trainers offer rapid-fire advice in one ear. However, Hannah chooses to hang back in opening seconds, much to confoundment of Hilary. Both girls slowly circle each other like deadly alpha sharks, gloves held high, deciding when opportune moment to strike. Hilary suddenly decides to initiate, testing Hannah’s remaining strength with left-left-right jabs to forearms, banging on tummy. Hannah however remains stoic, guarding and staying in spot. Hilary steps it up further the next time, lunging forward with powerful right cross that lands square on Hannah’s chest. Blonde grimaces and lets out gasp, forced backwards a couple of steps to the ropes: cue Hilary, who charges in! BUT Hannah rebounds, back hitting the ropes and springs forward suddenly with a surprise right hand that CRUNCHES into Hilary’s cheek! GRUUH-- Rhoda’s charge halted - Hannah fires flurry of blows that pik pek on nose and chest before brunette manages to escape, and both girls reset again to starting positions. Now, Hannah smirking behind her gloves, and Hilary learns hard lesson from the little tricky b*tch who cried wolf. Round ends with rare taunting from both girls before they head back to corners. Hilary insinuates that Hannah should ‘fight like a woman’, gesturing rudely with her gloves for Hannah to ‘come and fight if she dares.’ Hannah blowing an air kiss towards Hilary and shaking her hips up and down in reply, and the referee breaks up the potential brawl.
Round 7: Well, Hilary and Hannah get that melee they’re both looking for: more taunting by cocky blonde in the opening seconds sees Hilary CRACK a left hand straight into side of her face, sending sweat and spittle flying off Hannah’s cheek. Hannah barely has time to register before another one-two jab-jab pounds back on her nose. Hilary abandoning technicalities at this point, wades in straight to brawl: rams right hands deep into Hannah’s gut one-two-three before Ferguson rallies, swings her own fist into side of Hilary’s head with a growl, other hand punting recklessly into her chest. Girls throwing down fists in close-quarters, taking turns driving each other backwards a few steps at a time as the blows land. Late in the round, Hilary lifts left arm elbow to the side - look of surprise on Hannah’s face as hook blocked and arm shoved away by Hilary’s hasty defence. Parry throws Hannah off balance, and it suddenly becomes Hilary’s show, whacking a follow-up right punch into Hannah’s stunned face, then drumming fists into portions of her body: up and down, left and right, leaving the champion moaning and groaning on the ropes! Hannah in serious trouble as she attempts to cover up and survive last few seconds of the round… Hilary just giving all she has, jacking her fists into body and chest all the way to the bell! Hannah can only collapse into Hilary’s arms, hot breaths of air on rival’s shoulder as Hilary hisses into her ear with ragged breaths:: “It’s over, Hannah, you’re done. Give up, babe.” Hannah’s lips sucking on skin as Hilary allows her face to slide down body, to collapse on her knees in agony. Brunette turns to acknowledge the roaring crowd, excited at the very real prospect of a new Welterweight champion in the next round!
Round 8: By luck or sheer stubbornness, Hannah managed to hang on by the skin of her teeth in that last round, and Hilary knows that she’s close to the belt now. She strides forward at an extraordinary speed, crashing into Hannah head-on, who just barely got off her stool. Hilary BANGS a left hand into Hannah’s guard, testing for remaining strength. One after another she does this, intending to break Hannah’s arms into putty. Hannah trying to get out of her own corner, but Hilary wanting to clean house, rasps leather glove on blonde tummy lefts and rights, smelling that knockout coming a mile away. Gasps of shock from Hannah’s lips grow louder and louder as she tries desperate clinch forward. Hilary growls in frustration as her arms wrapped around by blonde’s. They wrestle along the length of ropes, taking turns pinning the other to the ropes, slamming fists up into the belly at each opportunity. Hilary now gasping as Hannah controlling her well - sudden pain shoots through her scalp as somehow her brunette hair ending up in Hannah’s glove. The blonde tugs back on her head, leaving rest of her body open for more scrubbing - puh puh puh puh of leather gloves impacting her jugs. Hilary grits her teeth, uses her undercarriage to shove forward, disrupting Hannah’s balance with well-placed feet tangling with her own. With a roar, Hilary manages to get back on top, shoves her right hand deep into blonde gut in vicious payback. Hannah’s eyes widen as now she’s the one who looks defenceless, gloves hugging midsection instead of attacking… Finally: Hilary pulls back for big right hook aimed at Hannah’s chin, and Hannah’s flailing arms catch Hilary on worse possible way: elbow tip jamming up into her reddened nose, stunning the brunette with paralysing pain. Crowd roars in wild protest at the illegal move from Hannah - referee unclear whether intentionally or simply careless on Hannah’s part. Regardless, the effect is immediate: Hilary’s crushed nose starts bleeding profusely. Brunette model takes a step backwards cradling her face in pain - it’s all that Hannah needs. Hannah whips Hilary’s face back-and-forth with clean hooks landing on either cheek. Hilary looking like hell as blood and spittle spray, mouth-piece shoots out and flies. Hannah pursuing, digging stiff blows straight into her abs, beating on her all the way back to corner. The hot blood flowing down her mouth and onto her chest too much for the challenger to take - Hannah lets out a ragged cry - final uppercut JAMMED up into Hilary’s jaw! Final nail in the coffin sends her body up flying and slamming back into turnbuckle, where Hilary slumps down onto her butt, eyes shut and arms limp on either side. Knockdown Hannah!!
Referee tries to herd the champion back to corner, but Hannah bellows at him menacingly: “COUNT HER THE F*CK OUT”.
Hilary barely stirring as the referee does as he’s told, her lips trying to suck in air over the streams of red pouring down over her lips. Hilary doesn’t make any move to recover! Referee reaches count of 10 and it’s over!!
Official Decision: Hannah Ferguson defeats Hilary Rhoda via KO8!
After: Mixed reaction from the crowd, definitely, from controversial decision: cheers and boos echo around the stadium as footage of Hannah’s illegal elbow continues to loop in endless replay on the gigantic television screen. But what’s done is done: no indication of ill intent on Hannah’s neutral face either as the champion goes over to Hilary to check on her, squatting down with a wince of her strained body, asking if Hilary’s alright. Of course she isn’t, evident from the medical team by either side, who are diligently checking on Hilary’s nose. Hannah remaining by her side all the way though, her features softening considerably - only when the medics have stemmed the bleeding does Hannah offer her a hand, to which Rhoda accepts after a moment of hesitation. No tricks though - Hannah pulls Hilary up to her feet and holds her steady by the back of her hair, smiling into the face: “You fought well, babe. Sorry about the elbow.”
Hilary smiling back, her entire face red and her nose looking even worse. All she does is nod, whisper: “Next time.”
Hannah nods back. Next time, she agrees, before releasing Hilary, who collapses back into the medic’s care. The blonde turns back to her corner, celebrating with one painful hand going up as high as she can to the crowds, the other draping her Welterweight belt over the shoulder for all to see and admire. Crowd seems to like this new side of respectful sportsmanship on Hannah’s part, and after this wild, back-and-forth brawl, they begin chanting both girls’ names all the way backstage.
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