Demi Rose vs Gemma Merna (JMD on the Beach)

Before:  Demi edged out Gemma in her second fight back in February on the strength of a first round knockdown. Neither fighter satisfied and vowed to smother the other out on the sand before the end of the year. This is their last chance, and neither proposes to let the other make a liar out of her.

Ringposts set directly into the sand. Demi in coral bikini with gold and ruby connections, red gloves, hair wind-blown wild. Gemma in black triangle bikini, black gloves, blonde hair in topknot. Both girls barefoot on the sand.

R1: Gemma crowding Demi early, fighting inside, but fighting smart. Rose up against the ropes, hunkered over; Merna crouched with her shoulder in the brunette’s chest, using her legs to jam a curling right hand to the pit of the belly, or jerking little right uppercut to the jugs at smothering range. Minute of tough mugging at the ropes sees Demi touched up plenty, Gemma finally backs off to open up the ring. Rose coming forward, bobbing and weaving, crossing her arms to walk Merna down, blonde fading back, batting the backhand to rack, juking side to side, potshotting her oncoming nemesis. Down the stretch—Gemma more or less flat footed, but controlling distance nicely—she’s got Demi reaching with punches, coming up short, and whistling right hand counter over the hook has brunette stepping in fence post holes at the bell. 



R2: Gemma on the attack, hands at her stomach, using her legs to get in close, dipping to the left and cranking up into Demi's midriff with tight left uppercuts. Merna pivoting to the left, Rose huffing and hurting, blonde doubling up on the cuffing hook to the jugs gets the brunette stumbling sideways. All Gemma as she continues to molest Demi from outside the brunette's right shoulder, keeping the angle, turning her around the ring. Flustered Rose getting touched hard but taking the blonde's power fairly well all things considered..



R3: Demi breaks up the no hitter. Rose ducks, gets into range without getting touched up and lands some hard right hands upside Merna’s head to get the blonde running. Demi swatting away with wide hooks, hounds Gemma rope-side, bulls in on blonde and starts to work off Merna’s chest. Rose working methodically - she'll reach her left under Gemma's right, plug home bludgeoning rights to breasts and belly, then reach the right under the blonde’s left, dig home the left. Merna suffering, butt on the ropes, not answering back. Demi banging away with hard right hands, keeps grinding away, head under Gemma's chin, reaching alternate arms around her blonde's body while banging her with the free hand. Rose grabs the ropes after the bell, bouncing their breasts together up close, Merna writhing to get the hated brunette off her.



R4: How do you know who got the better of things when two fighters trade shutout rounds? By watching the third unfold—and it’s all Demi. Rose bobbing, spitting out the jab, weaving, looping the overhand right, ducking, jumping up into her hook. Merna backing up under a thunderous array of sudden, jolting hammer blows—forced to cover up at the ropes, Demi pushing her head between blonde’s mitts, wants her cheek sweat-sealed to Gemma’s breasts the better to bang her downstairs. Strong palming hands pushes Merna’s arms back, then reefing hooks and pumping rights to the ribs and rack, blonde wilting, legs starting to quake as Rose shovels on the muscle! Gemma getting cracked upside the head, shunted to one foot, belted tummy & tits, all she can do is keep her hands up, Demi with relentless shove and slug—imposing herself on Merna bullying her and bludgeoning away with a wild battle-lusty grin and GEMMA’S GOING OUT! Merna drooping, no longer reacting, soaking it up amidships, wilting sideways and SHE’S DOWN! Demi stomping in the vicinity, jumping up and down with a spectacular wobble, count a formality, Gemma deep in KO’s slumber. KO4 in dominating fashion, Demi Rose!


After: Demi tossing her gloves into the audience and exchanging jiggling hugs with her entourage before advancing on a devastated Gemma in her corner. Rose pulls Merna up off her stool by both biceps, impaling her on a raised knee to the gut. Hands move to Gemma’s shoulders, bearing down and forcing the blonde to fold forwards to the ground, Demi taking the ride down with her. 


Demi grinning: she's upright on her knees; Gemma’s sitting on her ankles, slumped forward face-in-jug - her hands palming at the Champ’s hip-flexors. Rose biting or licking her lips as she concentrates - arms grinding on Merna; that soft blonde hair spilling over her forearms & shoulders. Gemma weakening, tries to punch her way out, shoving little right hands into Demi's taut belly, but there's nothing on them, brunette wincing slightly at first, then laughing them off. Eventually, Merna hugs up around Rose's lower back, left hand clutching right wrist atop the proud ledge of the Rookie-of-the-Year’s Kardashian-grade backside. Gemma goes out like that: Demi releases her grip, primping her lush black hair, then giggling as the blonde's still face down, slumped against conquering bronzed torso. "She's out!" Rose grins to her corner crew, drops both hands to her sides, grinning as Merna stays on her knees. Demi cups Gemma's shoulders - grinning and chatting to her friends - finally shoving the beaten blonde to the side. Merna rolling tits up, topknot sending her hair in a golden fan across the sand: that's one jugged-out little beauty.