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29 July 2017 Lily Collins vs Ashley Tisdale

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Lily:

(28, 5’6, 112, 6:2 FCBA, VIXENs)

Ashley:

(32, 5’3, 19:20 FCBA, Queens of the Mic)

Before: Lily holding fast to her challenge of Vanessa Hudgens, taunting both of the besties in her opening address, haughtily declaring, “Vanessa’s only good with short bursts of energy. That’s why I whipped her ass in the first bout when we went 13 rounds. La Guerra de Amour will be no freakin’ different. She won't last past midnight, I guarantee it, and neither will her little blonde bestie past the fifth round tonight.”

Vanessa can be seen steaming in the first row seats ringside, acting like she would very much like to rush the ring right there and then  to teach Collins some manners. However, the Disney starlet softens a bit when her good friend Ashley Tisdale finally makes her appearance to catchy bubblegum-pop, striding into the arena clad in nothing but her black lace lingerie and some purple satin over both shoulders. For someone who hasn't been in the ring for a while, nothing seems to have changed in terms of her toned body and confident smirk.

“Hmph, typical of Collins to go for seconds after she couldn't handle the best in the business,” Ashley opens with a snide jab at the Brit’s one and only loss to Hudgens so far in the FCBA. “I’m no cakewalk either, you Brit bimbo, and me and Nessa? We’re gonna enjoy the  spoils together after I’m through with you…”

Lily’s face turning bright pink at the memory of her enemy’s torso being pressed into her face a little too close for comfort. Damned if she’s gonna let Tisdale shove her abs into her face this time for good measure, let alone invite hated Hudgens to share in the ‘spoils’. Collins purses her lips as she tries to hide her embarrassment, declining to reply. Luckily, the officials call an end to the pre-fight proceedings and invites both ladies to the ring.

Collins in ponytail looped back, dark auburn hair leaving a few loose strands. White-cream bikini showing off her toned tummy as well, her body fully recovered from that disastrous outing previously. Tisdale too no slouch, appreciating the oohs and aahs as she sheds her cloak and reveals her bikini underneath. Blonde hair in a loose ponytail and red gloves complete the outfit. Referee checks on both girls if they’re ready - and here we go!

Round 1: Ashley actually flies out of corner in the opening seconds and tries to throw Lily off her game with jab after jab after jab hitting the guard. Lily silently cursing as she tries to get off a blow of her own, but attempting so becomes dangerous with Ashley’s constant pounding on her forearms. Collins trying to meet the aggressor with aggression of her own - not the best idea, maybe, as both girls end up brawling and throwing down in the center of the ring, both scoring wide hits to the cheek and body. Final minute sees no change - Lily goes after the body and abs with left-right combos, but Ashley does more damage by whipping her pretty face left, right and off-balance. Close round goes to Tisdale, and the blonde is quick to celebrate with Vanessa in her corner, sharing a high-five and a “You go girl!” obviously to death stares from Collins.

Round 2: Lily’s on a rampage now as she goes straight for Tisdale, not giving the blonde time to react… a long cross from Ashley goes wild and misses, but her head SNAPS back from Lily’s counter-blow to the chin in deft uppercut. Collins displaying some expert defense-offense skill having side-tracked that reactionary punch. More blows to Tisdale’s gut send her grunting and reeling backwards as she tries to regroup. No dice as Collins wants to make a statement, crowds the blonde along the ropes and goes to work on her body, slapping leather into chest and tummy all the while relishing her groans of pain and that shrill cry of Vanessa from beneath the apron in the corner. Ashley left sagging and deflated at the bell, body punished heavily and legs about to crumple. Lily blowing an air kiss to Hudgens, who’s frowning, looking like she very much wishes she was the one calling the shots in the ring - she would deliver a tight SLAP to the British starlet’s face if she could. Ashley of course has to do dirty work for her, but for now, all she can do is limp back to corner.

Round 3: Ashley playing defensive, avoiding jabs from Collins who’s coming on at her like a tidal wave hoping to make landfall after her fortunate last round. But Ashley still evading her, planting counter-jabs into the Brit’s face when she’s not looking. Lily getting stung by same skill and technique she used last round, doesn't appreciate the irony and keeps on chugging away at Ashley’s guard, almost recklessly. Another wild hook misses as Ashley swerves back - now blonde in perfect position to throw counter-hook - SLAMS cleanly into Lily’s cheek! Slo-mo cameras capture the moment as her face is slowly contorted by Ashley’s fist. F*ck that must have been painful. Collins feels it alright, staggers back, and suddenly, it’s all Tisdale’s again - blonde digs her gloves straight into Collins’ famed abs, much to the delight of Hudgens, who’s jumping and clapping excitedly now. Collins pushed back to ropes, now gurgling as Ashley gives the payback - right hands landing on her abdomen thud thud THUD - brunette’s mouthpiece on verge of being ejected from her mouth by sheer force of wind driven from her lungs, but referee puts a stop to the action when the bell rings, saving Lily for another round. She looks in bad shape though, clutching her tummy with one hand as she makes her way back to corner.

Round 3: In between rounds, Nessa and Tisdale seen conniving and giggling in corner, no doubt plotting how to further punish their hated rival. Collins’ red abdomen iced down by her team and she’s off her stool in an instance when the bell rings. So is Ashley though, striding forward with determined look in her eyes, wanting to target brunette belly some more… but gets SOCKED on the nose for being too distracted. Ashley throws up her guard but Lily continues crossing and jabbing fists into her forearms, driving her around the ring in circles. Not the most efficient strategy for the Vixen though - this may tire her out considerably and within record time, but f*ck if she seems to care. Ashley firing back with a primal scream, trying to keep her momentum in this fight with more painful uppercuts fired up into Collins’ tummy, fulfilling that vow of tummy torture, but Lily’s fighting on a different level now, eats the punches but continues to punish the lip and nose, drawing a gash over Ashley’s eye in the last minute. Ashley panicking, goes solely on defensive, just wanting to survive, and blonde’s guard finally breaks in the last few seconds when Lily punctures through with a straight fist down the middle, exacerbating the bleeding as Ashley flies backwards and back rebounds on the ropes. Bell rings just before Tisdale hits the ground! Ashley saved but not a second too soon - looks like she’s having immense difficulty making it back to corner on all fours, especially with that bleeding fixture blurring her vision.

Round 5: Hard to tell who’s having a rougher time, folks: Ashley Tisdale getting her face beat in by Lily’s constant barrage, or Vanessa Hudgens screaming her head off in  rage that the Brit could be doing this to one of her best friends in the world.

“F*CK YOU LILY! C’MON ASH BEAT HER SCRAWNY ASS BACK-”

But Ashley hard of hearing as she’s completely dominated this round, Lily’s energy spurt in the previous doing little to dampen the Brit’s reserves. Collins attacking with constant jabbing to the face then to the chest, then alternating between the face then to the body, keeping Ashley’s defenses all over the place. Soon enough, Ashley’s reduced yet again to bloody mess - body gets CHOPPED in half by powerful underhooks from the Brit, who’s licking her lips and showing no mercy. God knows what the referee is doing not stopping this fight right here and now - later arguments include Tisdale’s arms still up, but come - the blonde is clearly spent. Referee disagrees and it’s Collins’ turn to curse as the fight goes on to another round. Ashley’s nose leaking red from both nostrils now - poor girl just got her nose job recently too, now all for naught.

Round 6: At the bell, Lily charging forward with bullish intent. Ashley barely has time to guard when BLAM - Brit body collides head-on with hers, slamming them both back to the turnbuckle. Collins trying to put her away with some clinch-fighting here, stuffing her gloves deep into the paunch puh puh puh action. Ashley however finally senses her advantage in this situation and ties up the brunette’s hands and feet with a close-clinch of her own, wrapping her arms around the waist and then twisting, shoving Collins’ back to the hard turnbuckle with a WHOOSH and THUD. Shock on Lily’s face as Ashley now the one slamming mitts into her tummy one-two-three-four. Blonde goes for coupé seq grace with a wicked uppercut aimed upwards at chin, but it SWISHES PAST as Lily bobs right and out of the way. Counter uppercut from Collins is already on its way from below - CONNECTS CLEAN with bewildered blonde, who just crumples on the spot! Ashley’s down and out like a light, arms splayed above her head! Referee declares it’s over just like that!!

Official Decision: Lily Collins defeats Ashley Tisdale via KO6!

After: Lily wasting no time - smiling and laughing as she plops her butt down on Ashley’s tummy. Blonde lets out a pained grunt but is quickly muffled when Collins bends forward to lower her torso directly on top, engulfing Ashley’s face in her sweat-soaked abs. Collins tugging at blonde hair beneath with both hands, shoving Ashley’s face deeper and deeper into her tummy, hissing into top of her head with delightful relish:  “Why don’t you kiss my belly, b*tch?” Muffled cries of hurt with humiliation only echo from below as Ashley struggles with the entirety of her frame, both hands pushing hard against the Brit’s sides but unable to dislodge her.

While Lily’s clearly enjoying her perched throne, however, she hasn't forgotten about the true terror lurking by the wayside, somewhat expecting it when there's a subsequent roar from the crowd as Vanessa Hudgens dives in, hoping to save her friend from further humiliation. Sharp pain explodes in Lily’s scalp as Nessa takes two handfuls of hair and tries to wrest her off her best friend. Lily screaming at the ferocity of the hair pull, keenly aware of angry huffs of air from Hudgens as she pulls Lily up to her knees with real rage under her breath: “Do you really think you're better than me, you British b*tch?? I’ll show you who’s the better and fitter and hotter wom-- HNHHGGG--”

Unfortunately, Vanessa cut off by sudden under-the-crotch forearm swung upwards from Lily, who took advantage of the Disney starlet’s overconfidence to send her arm crashing firmly with Nessa’s womanhood. Strangled cry of rage and pain from Hudgens, who tries to power through the agony by gritting her teeth and tugging even tighter on Lily’s hair, but the pain is too much for the poor girl when Collins merely repeats the move, punting her in the groin a second time - this time more lingering, taking the time to grind her elbow as deep as she can into the denim fabric well below the belt. This time, Vanessa lets out an involuntary scream and she crashes down to the side, both hands shooting down below her shorts.

Collins delighted by this fresh slab of meat to play with as she recovers from the stinging pain in her scalp, instantly straddles the Vanessa’s torso with her thighs and plunges her own fingers into her dark, jet-black hair.

“A taste of what's to come, dearie…” she coos.

Look of horror between Vanessa’s squinted eyes as she sees the tummy smother coming a mile away... But just before Lily can lower her hated abs a second time tonight, the Brit shrieks as a recovered Ashley Tisdale tackles her off from behind, coming to the aid of her best friend. Now on top of a struggling and thrashing Lily, Ashley whips her cute face back-and-forth with the back of her hand, loud SMACK SMACK SLAP, even manages to pepper her body with errant punches, before the ring officials finally bring an end to this charade by dragging Tisdale off of Collins and simultaneously escort Vanessa Hudgens out of the ring, should she get further ideas.

Lily left in tatters in the center as she watches both her foes escape her clutches, but the Brit is already vowing revenge that will hopefully soon be hers, without any more of these pesky interruptions - just pure, one-on-one action to declare who’s the better woman once and for all. ‘Soon, Nessa. Soon,’ she resolves to herself as she stands to accept the crowd’s congratulations.