(Words: Caspian / Results: Lookout!) 

Megan:
(31, 5’4, 114, 34:23:1 FCBA, VIXENs)

Jessica:
(30, 5’4, 28:16:1 FCBA, Lioness Club of America)

BEFORE:
“I have EVERY intention of making 2018 a great year for me,” Megan smiling as she answers questions from the floor, but visibly wincing at the insinuation that she’s had too LONG of a run as Flyweight champion and whether she was getting complacent. 

“Complacent? I wonder who ever gave you that idea? Not that I usually speak well of my opponents, but I think you couldn’t ask for a more dangerous opponent that Jessica… Still, I picked her because I thought I had a chance to win, and obviously because she’s a no good little b*tch who deserves a spanking.”

The audience breaks out into nervous laughter at Megan’s attempt at humour, but one person’s not laughing in the room, and you guessed it, Lowndes caught scowling at the other end of the table with both arms folded across her chest. Whatever goodwill that compliment afforded her now long gone and the Lioness star not planning on reciprocating. 

“Megan’s time is f*cking up - THAT’S what all of you cowards are really trying to say. Well, I’m the only one with the BALLS in this room to do anything about it. First, of course, by having beaten Ms Vanessa Hudgens down to a pulp. Second, by becoming the Flyweight champion tonight for the SECOND time in my career.” 

Jessica turns to Megan to address her directly: “It’s basic economics, dearie. The longer you stay up there, the easier and harder for your FALL. And yes, you HAVE gotten fat, honey.”

That nasty slight would have made Fox blow her top almost immediately if it had happened a year ago. Megan however retaining her cool, steely grin on her face as all she does is get up from her seat and head for the centre podium, gesturing at Jessica seductively to join her and say those words to her face. Lowndes of course not one to back down, and the room tenses with a potential explosion from either hot-headed girl to erupt at a spark’s notice. Both raven-haired beauties meet nose-to-nose in nothing but their skivvies and continue their verbal taunting. When either girl takes a mutual step backwards without incident, the entire room takes a collective breath of air, as they make their way to the ring for the actual showdown. 

Megan in white bra and panties, hair hanging loose around shoulders, and donning blue gloves. Jessica in dark green bikini set for Irish luck, red gloves giving her a late-Christmas feel to the overall package. There is reluctant touch of gloves when the referee calls for it, coloured with sly smiles, and both girls back away slowly as the rising cheers for either corner make this a match to watch. HERE WE GO with ten rounds for the Unified Flyweight title!

ROUND 1:
Assured, mutual destruction as both ladies wade in without saying another word, resolved for a fight of their lives. They get in close and trade almost immediately, scoring multiple hits to the face and body. Neither however willing to risk a full on charge, and so they resort to circle and flick punches at each other, testing out the defences for a later full blown assault. Both girls have the looks and experience to match, but arguably Lowndes coming in as the favourite this time, especially after going toe-to-toe with Vanessa Hudgens in her last battle. If the Lioness star knows anything about going the distance, that match would have been her swan song. Perhaps that’s why the first round is slower - Megan eager to take every advantage she can get, by contrast keeping the pressure on a little higher. The result is more punches landed by the champion than the challenger. But if we’re being honest, both girls scored well and showed the other that they’re not to be trifled with. Both girls are beaming as they heads back to corner after the bell, both thinking they took the match by close margin.

ROUND 2:
Looks like Jessica was just saving some of that energy for the second - both girls coming straight at each other again, but Jessica shrugging off a double jab into her nose, instead forces a right hand deeper into Megan’s face, before coming in close and burying a one-two followup into her gut. The pain making her eyes well wet, Megan has no choice but to retreat, her elation all evaporated as quickly as it came before, now trying to keep the Lioness off her tail by hiding her face in her guard. Lowndes roaring, however, and charging, keeps in close quarters and digs more painful shots along Megan’s waistline. The champ letting out groans, trying to blast her way back up top, but her opponent keeping her head snug in side-by-side, chin digging into shoulder as she just swipes leather below at her belly and sides. Referee has to peel Ms Lowndes off of Megan at the bell, but not before the challenger makes another crude remark about Megan’s weight just as they separate. Blood finally boiling over, Fox comes back to life and LUNGES at her, but is held back by the referee. Jessica smirking at her ability to get under Megan’s skin so easily, shaking her bum back to her corner for more taunting of the champion.

ROUND 3:
Megan’s temper always getting her into trouble in the past, and in the third is no exception. It begins though with a wild charge forward... Jessica looks ready to spring the trap at the other corner of the ring, however. Strong left-right crosses slam into Jessica’s guard, then Megan goes into overdrive on her body in payback. Lowndes appears to be suffering as she’s trapped along the ropes, midriff getting spanked by hooks landing left and right. Megan pulling a right hand back to deliver knockout uppercut, and that’s when Jessica strikes: a stray hook comes crashing into side of her face, whipping her head to one side. Eyes fill with pain and shock as Megan wonders what the hell just hit her. Another hard hook craters her cheek in and sends her sprawling off to one corner. Lowndes taking a deep breath now, comes stalking confidently after the so-called ‘champ’. Megan taking deep breaths and hanging onto the ropes for support - looks like she’s in trouble, and so early! Jess helps herself to generous amounts of tummy as she mauls the distraught brunette on the ropes hup hup hup hup hup, Megan trying to clinch up but blocked by her elbows dug under. Lowndes again SHOVES her back into ropes, then brings a well-timed right hand UP and INTO base of chin - AND DOWN MEGAN GOES!! F*CK!! What a beautiful shot!

Of course, Megan not seeing it that way, lips parting and closing as she falls backwards onto her bum, her arms still clutching onto the middle rope and looking like she’s been knocked into another universe. Jessica already parading her victory with two hands high in the air, shimmying back to corner and wondering if she’s gonna be home before dinner service. Referee counting out, of course, hits 5 and Megan shakily pushes off her knees. The brunette manages to rise all the way up by the count of 8, the bashing to her ego having done more damage back here.

Last thirty seconds on the clock and here Jess comes looking for a merciful finish. Megan protecting her head diligently, hiding behind two arms but leaving her sublime body exposed. Jess obliging, drilling left and right into her, but fails to bring her back down to the canvas this time. Will this failure cost her? Jess doesn’t look like she minds much, having clearly taken this round wide with that knockdown in the second minute.

ROUND 4:
Jessica surprisingly biding her time at the opening of the fourth, waiting to see what condition the champ’s in. Megan however dashing her expectations, mixing up her hanging back from afar with short and surprising hit and run tactics and long jabs from afar. Jessica taking three or four punches to the cheek too many, loses her own cool by lunging back with a hook aimed high, but when it misses, she BANGS another hook off into Megan’s body, driving her back and further out of reach. Fox trying to focus, however, having learnt her lesson and content to let Jessica make her own mistakes. More jab-jab-jab into her lips and nose make her yelp out in pain, but lucky return swing catches Megan on one of forearms, throwing her off balance, before catching the champ with another double hook to the body HNNNGHH. Megan not ending this round on such a positive note after all, clinching wildly with Lowndes whilst trying to avoid another knockdown. But hey, the champ makes it out alive and finally applies triage to stop the bleeding.

ROUND 5:
Megan protecting her body more judiciously this round, half arm draped across her chest, other arm defending against stray hooks from Lowndes’ corner. Jessica no such reservations, however, comes straight for Megan looking to reestablish her dominance, and constant pounding on Megan’s guard appear to wither her down. Could the Vixen’s year be off to a disastrous start with another knockdown on the horizon? Megan focusing on retreating out of harm’s way, has no answer when she gets stung in the face with one or two lunging jabs from Jessica on the way our. Suddenly though, the champion rallies, rebounding into Lowndes’ shocked face and swiping it out of her way with a painful flourish. Lowndes crashing to one side from that hook out of nowhere, keeping her balance on the ropes but quickly getting rocked by another blast to the face from Fox, who smells blood and wants to collect. Jessica helplessly takes the abuse on the ropes, groaning and yelping as the champ pitches her forward with burying hands to the tummy, followed by dull hooks that crash into the sides of her head. Bell rings and f*ck it - Fox still going at it, fangs sunk in and not willing to let go now that she’s gotten a taste of bloodied meat, chugging away at Jessica’s flanks and not letting the poor girl clinch up. Referee tears the champ away from her meal finally, leaving a spent Lowndes hovering butt-hurt in the ropes, body battered and looking worse for wear, but eyes reigniting in rageful fire swearing revenge.

ROUND 6:
Girls close slowly in opening minute, then exchange dull body shots in the middle of the ring. Megan of course initiating, having exacted revenge prior. But Lowndes now defending better, using forearms to stop the incoming blows, CHUGS away with her other glove, smacking away at bullseye that is Megan’s belly button. Megan mewing, stopped in tracks multiple times as the body blows land repeatedly. Girl clinches forward towards the end of the second minute but Fox still finding herself without respite, getting muscled backwards into the corner, Lowndes’ look of rage still plastered all over her face as she continues to whip leather at her sore abs. Reddened bellies now slapping into each other as the girls threaten to turn this into wild wrestling match. Lowndes shoving occasional gloves into Megan’s face, neck and shoulder, at times even tugging at her wild and flayed hair, much to the champ’s wild protestations.l, but soon silenced with another FWUMP of leather landing on skin, Megan just getting wrecked in the clinch with her body nowhere to go but into Jessica’s waiting fists. After three minutes however neither girl willing to go down for the count. Megan’s turn to snarl in her opponent’s face as her body shivers and shakes from the abuse, but she’s determined to keep her knees off the ground. Lowndes grinning wide in return, knows she’s gonna win this if this keeps up the pressure in her favour. 

“You’re finished, Fox,” Jessica hissing down into her face, wet strands of hair covering parts of both girls’ features. “Your belt is MINE.”

Megan groaning as she tip-toes back to corner, no choice but to use the ropes for support. Standing or falling, there's no doubt that the champ looks to be in trouble here...

ROUND 7:
This here’s boxing action at its best, folks - back-and-forth brawling between two of the best Flyweights in the business. Despite her earlier success, Lowndes starts sluggish out of corner, tries to surprise Megan with a swipe at the head, but the champion evading by keeping out of range, knocking Lowndes’ head back instead with some well-timed counter-jabs to the nose. Jessica groaning in pain, eyes watering, but refuses to take ‘No’ for an answer, keeps on coming… She catches Fox with another quick one-two thud thud off her abs, trying to distract her long enough to wade in closer to punish, but gets STUNG on the jaw with a rising uppercut from Megan out of nowhere! A sly trap set to catch a wileyfox like Lowndes, and it worked - Megan goaded her in and then unloaded that hidden bomb... Fox finally gets a breather when Jessica goes flying back, wobbly on her feet but manages to keep up right by clinging on tightly to the roles. Before she can turn back round, however, Fox already on her from behind, like a roaring lioness pouncing on her proud rival, now wrecking her kidneys and pounding on the back of her head. The crowd on their feet - this must surely be her redemption point?? Megan snarling like she agrees, pulling back on Jessica’s hair, one hand guiding her body around a 180, intending to punish the body a little more (and some rack while she’s at it), but finds Jessica still alive and kicking, surprising the champ with a buried left into her belly first (and our eyes weren't mistaken, a knee lift or two into her thighs with all that jockeying about). Jessica tugging on hair as well, trying to stack Megan back up to deliver follow up blow, but the champ’s fist also drilling upwards into the Lioness’ tummy, with the girls just taking turns at blows like this for the rest of the round, spinning each other around on the ropes before stuffing gloves into body and chest. Bell sounds and they’re still f*cking pulling at each other’s shoulders and swinging away... Referee has to step in to separate, leading a shell of both women back to corners for promise of more action next round.

ROUND 8:
Tummies reddened with signs of abuse as they both take big gulps of air when the round starts. Warm bodies pulsing, they know this fight’s gonna end one way or another, with one girl sprawled at the other girl’s feet. Jessica strikes first, her legendary stamina on display as she huffs and puffs and jabs at Megan’s fences as though it’s still one of the opening rounds. Not to be outdone, Megan striking back, but observers noting she’s taking more damage than giving. Jessica driving her about the ring, determination on her face that the gold’s getting closer and closer within her reach. Fox hits the ropes and it’s Jess’ chance to finish her, LUNGING forward with a giant superman punch! But it sails right above a ducking Fox, who used the momentum against the ropes to accelerate another feint, bringing a right hand under and up just as Jess comes sailing in - fist CRUNCHES into the base of her chin - Jess is punch-drunk! Head and legs go flying back as she tries to keep her balance, one arm draped on the ropes. Megan with no mercy, storms in snapping punch after punch into her delirious face, soon drawing blood down one nostril but STILL Jess refuses to go down! One last roar from the lioness as she springs forward with two arms into Megan’s chest, then wrapping around trying to clinch, but it’s a shaky hold at best, allowing Megan to further reach down and plunder the belly underneath. If Lowndes can hold on for another 30 seconds, she’ll be in the clear, but noooo - Megan struggling to finish her, muscling one of her arms inside the clinch, then CHOPS uppercut after uppercut into Jessica’s jaw, short and sweet blows snapping her teeth up into her skull and making her see even more stars. With a groan, she fades on her feet from the pain simply pitching forward and flat onto the ground! Referee counts her out but there’s no response from Jess who’s OUT COLD! It’s over!!

Official Decision: Megan Fox defeats Jessica Lowndes via KO8! Megan Fox retains the Flyweight title!

AFTER: 
An emotional win for the champ, defying her critics once again with a win over such a tough opponent. Fox too tired to celebrate properly either, having just been through hell. Was it well worth it? All she manages is a half-raised hand to her fans, strands of wet hair cascading down her face and shoulders, before eyes brightening as she’s once again handed the belt by the referee.

The Fox turns to consider Jessica’s body still lying wrecked in one corner, perhaps running through her mind what kind of humiliating position she’ll put her into to seal the win, but then, Megan surprises everyone by choosing instead to take under the ropes, exiting the ring with nary a glance back behind, leaving Jessica to wallow in her own defeat. Like we said, a new side to Ms Fox as she proves capable of mercy in victory. But make no mistake, that doesn't mean anyone else in the locker room should be underestimating her. Who’s next on the list? Who knows at this point.

Lowndes herself is still too hurt and confused to realize she’s sprawled on her butt in her corner. Mumbling incoherently to her trainer and attending medic, ‘Did I win? Did I win?’ who of course just choose to shut up and do their jobs, it’s only later that the full weight of defeat would sink in for Lowndes - she was *this* close to clinching the belt again. When would there ever be such an opportunity again? The only consolation? Beating Vanessa f*cking Hudgens to get here. Backstage, Jessica finally allowing herself the tiniest of smiles at this fact. She’d certainly be back. And next time, she’d definitely be better.