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3 August 2023 Ela Kawalec vs Monika Pietrasinska

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BBU AFTER DARK

Posted by caspian2 on 3 August 2023 at 12:40am

(Results: Vassago, Words: Caspian)

BBU AFTER DARK

Ela Kawalec vs. Monika Pietrasinska (JMDD)

Ela:
(27, 5’8, 35D, 7:1 BBU, SIRENs)

Monika:
(35, 5’8, 36D, 11:9 BBU, Free Agent)

BEFORE:
As the day of the match approaches, the SIRENs’ Headquarters & Gym is buzzing with excitement. Fans of Ela Kawalec and Monika Pietrasinska eagerly await the upcoming clash, keen to see who will emerge victorious from this thrilling JMDD duel.

In the pre-fight press conference, Ela Kawalec is the first to speak. The Polish model, who boasts an impressive record of 7 wins to just a single loss, stands tall and confident on the stage. Dressed in a figure-hugging red dress, she's a vision of unwavering determination.

"I'm here to prove that I'm ready to face Emily," Ela announces, her gaze steely and focused. "I'm more than capable of taking her down. And to show everyone that I mean it, I'm going to defeat Monika first. She's just a stepping stone on my path to victory."

Her words carry a strong weight, reflecting her commitment to the upcoming match. Ela is aware of the stakes, knowing that a win will give her the momentum she needs to face her old rival, Emily Ratajkowski.

Meanwhile, Monika Pietrasinska, the older of the two, appears more composed in her approach. Dressed in a sleek, dark blue dress, she carries an aura of calm confidence. Having not stepped into the ring since December 2022, she is well-aware of the challenge that awaits her.

"I respect Ela's fighting skills," Monika says in response to Ela's challenge. "But I've learned a lot from my previous fights. I've trained hard, and I'm prepared to give this match everything I've got."

There's a tinge of caution in Monika's tone, reflective of her determination to avoid another loss. Despite the stakes and the looming threat of the breast smother, both fighters appear eager and ready to put on a good show.

As the press conference continues, Monika is the first to break the seemingly cordial atmosphere, a stern expression replacing her earlier calm demeanor.

"Dear Ela, I think you are making a grave mistake by underestimating me," she starts, her voice firm. "You are looking past this match, towards Emily, but I won't let you do that. I won't be a stepping stone, I will be your roadblock."

There's an edge to her voice now, the polite veneer washed away. "Ela, you're going to find out that I'm not the pushover you think I am. I'm going to knock you out, make an example out of you. You are not the only one who wants to prove something here."

Ela, however, isn't fazed by Monika's outburst. She laughs, her own confidence unwavering. "Monika, you're past your prime," she retorts, an amused grin on her face. "You don't scare me. You're just trying to convince yourself that you still got what it takes. But you and I both know the truth. You're not up to the challenge."

Ela's words are a clear challenge to Monika, a gauntlet thrown down in anticipation of the impending fight. "Why don't you do us all a favor and just lie down in the ring? Let me smother you out. That would save us both a lot of time," she adds, her words igniting a wave of gasps and whispers among the audience.

As they come face-to-face, both women hold their heads high, their eyes locked in a fierce battle of wills. And then, customary in a JMDD contest, they start to press their chests into each other, breasts meeting in the middle as they both attempt to exert dominance.

Ela is the first to make a move, taking a step forward to shove her breasts harder against Monika's. The older woman grunts in response but doesn't back down, instead pushing back with equal force. Their breasts are mashed together, the fabric of their bras stretching to accommodate the pressure. They continue their tussle, bodies straining against each other, chests colliding in a show of defiance.

The entire hall is focused on this staredown, the only sound in the room the heavy breaths of the two fighters. No words are spoken, but the message is clear - they are both ready to fight, to battle it out till the very end.

Hours later, the energy in the sports hall is electric. Fans line the stands, their cheers deafening as they wait in anticipation for the two fighters. The lights dim, the spotlight focused on the entrance.

Ela is the first to appear. She walks in with confidence, her stride purposeful and sure. Dressed in a glittering, emerald green bikini top, her generous breasts are well-displayed, the fabric hugging her chest to accentuate her curves. A pair of high-waisted black shorts completes her ensemble, her blonde hair tied back into a high ponytail.

The cheers for Ela are loud but they rise to a roar as Monika makes her entrance. The older woman's experience shows in the way she carries herself, her demeanor calm and composed amidst the frenzy of the crowd. She's dressed in a bold, red bikini top that contrasts sharply with her pale skin, her ample chest well-highlighted under the bright lights. A pair of white shorts hugs her hips, her long brown hair left loose to tumble over her shoulders.

Without further ado, the referee signals for the start of this JMDD contest! HERE WE GO with ten rounds of jug-mauling action!

ROUND 1:
Ela springs into action, her fists clenched tight. Her jabs are quick and forceful, raining down on Monika's guarded face, before dipping down and aiming for the midsection. Monika, her abs tightened in anticipation, absorbs the hits, grimacing but holding firm. Those punches don’t count for points, but Kawalec knows how to play the psychological game, forcing Monika to cover up or get hurt. Next, Ela targets Monika's ample chest, her gloved fists pounding on the Polish beauty's covered jugs. The crowd cheers, hooting at the sight of Monika's breasts jiggling under the force of Ela's attacks. But Monika is a seasoned fighter, and she deflects many of the blows, her own gloves moving with practiced speed, taking aim at Ela's toned belly and full breasts as well. The crowd's cheers escalate as Ela's bikini-clad breasts bounce about from Monika's counterattacks, the brunette lands several solid hits on her jugs, causing the younger woman to gasp and retreat a step. As the round progresses, both women demonstrate their fighting prowess. Their bodies bear the marks of the exchange, red and flushed under the harsh lighting. The first round ends in a draw, both Ela and Monika having delivered as good as they got.

ROUND 2:
Ela, having shaken off the hits from the previous round, comes out swinging. She aims for Monika's breasts again, the sound of her gloves landing on the ample bosom echoing in the hall. However, Monika has a different strategy. With a sly glint in her eyes, she starts landing low blows, her gloves crashing into Ela's bikini-clad lower belly. The crowd gasps as Ela grunts, wincing with each hit. After a repeated strike draws a shout of pain and protest from Kawalec, the referee issues a warning to Monika, but the brunette only smirks, her gloved fists deliberately not straying from their targets. Ela, her face contorted in frustration, tries to protect her lower belly, but at the expense of leaving her breasts exposed. This was definitely Monika’s strategy from the start, the Polish brunette beauty now taking pot-shots at Ela’s breasts, her fists pounding away on her balloons unabated. Late in the round, Monika continues to land a few more dirty shots, Ela's toned body seizing up with each low blow, her midriff involuntarily contracting as she feels the sharp sting below her belt line, and the blonde SIREN is forced to double over a few times to shield her lower belly. The bell rings, signaling the end of another close round. While Ela looks visibly annoyed, Monika simply smirks, confident in her strategy!

ROUND 3:
Round 3 opens with Monika on the offensive. The older brunette’s strategies, while unorthodox and controversial, have been paying off thus far. Monika focuses on Ela's lower body again, the dirty strikes pounding into the blonde’s slender waistline and lower belly with alarming regularity. The cumulative effect of the low blows begins to show on Ela's face as she winces, her abs clenching tight as she tries to absorb the shock. Monika takes advantage of Ela's distracted state to suddenly change her targets, her fists suddenly flying towards the blonde’s pretty face. The brunette's strong punches drub away on Ela's cheeks, her chin, and her forehead, each shot sending Ela reeling backwards. Another vicious hook from Monika finds Ela's jaw, the impact causing the blonde to lose her footing and tumble backwards onto the canvas! It’s the first KNOCKDOWN of the fight, and the crowd gasps as the younger Ela just can’t keep up with her foe’s unpredictable nature, getting floored onto her chest with a loud grunt!

Monika retreats to a neutral corner, a self-satisfied smirk on her face as she watches Ela slowly rise, beating the count. Ela, her determination evident, slowly climbs back to her feet, her chest heaving, parts of her face and body now glowing pink from the abuse. But she stands tall once more, her fists clenched and ready as she endures the rest of the round, determined not to let Monika see her waver.

Following the knockdown, a resurgent Ela emerges, her green eyes gleaming with a fierce determination. With the final two minutes ticking down on the round, Ela sees her opportunity. She swiftly ducks under a stray jab from Monika, then retaliates with a series of powerful hooks of her own. Ela's punches fly at Monika's face, battering the older woman's cheeks and causing her head to snap back. Monika's shocked expression is met with Ela's fierce smirk, and in the final seconds of the round, Ela seizes the chance to strike back for those earlier low blows. She lunges in and to the side, her fist driving a punishing uppercut into the area below Monika's waistline. Monika gasps, her body buckling under the blow. The bell rings out just as Monika stumbles back, her face contorted in pain. Despite being knocked down early in the round, Ela has come back with a vengeance, demonstrating that she's not afraid to play dirty when pushed!

ROUND 4:
Round 4 kicks off with Monika, the more experienced fighter, clearly on a mission. She knows she needs to score another knockdown to even the scales and possibly push for an early victory. So, she takes the initiative, trying to throw big haymakers, rushing Ela down and seeking that elusive knockout blow. But Ela is prepared for her this time, staying focused, her deft footwork and swift parries blocking most of Monika's attempted dirty shots. Every time Monika tries to target her midsection or chest, Ela either dodges or counters with brutal efficiency, punishing Monika's face with a barrage of lefts and rights that leave the brunette reeling. Then, Ela's fists start to target Monika's chest, the intensity ratcheting up another notch with each punch that lands sending shudders through Monika's frame, her breasts jolted to the side, and then the other, after a few particularly brutal jabs squeezed to her lips elicit grimaces of pain. As the bell tolls to end the round, Monika looks visibly rattled, her once confident facade cracked under Ela's brutal onslaught. Ela, on the other hand, walks back to her corner, a sense of satisfaction evident on her face. The tide has turned, and the judges agree!

ROUND 5:
Round 5 bursts into action with both ladies striding in and immediately launching into a frenetic exchange. Their fists become blurs, battering the body and chest of their adversary. The crowd is on its feet as the two women take turns lashing out with punishing blows, each shot forcing the other back a step. Monika, showing impressive tenacity, manages to hold her ground against Ela's formidable power. The brunette's fists fly, slamming into Ela's midsection and jugs with determined force. But Ela, the younger of the two, absorbs the blows and retaliates with similar aggression, driving back the brunette's onslaught. In the heated middle minute, Monika suddenly throws a dirty blow, her glove flying too low and packing a punch straight into the area below Ela's waistline. The crowd gasps in unison as Ela visibly buckles, the impact of the low blow evident on her contorted face. She's momentarily crippled, the agony radiating through her entire frame. For a moment, it seems as though the blonde might go down yet again, her body wavering precariously as she fights to regain her bearings. But in a commendable display of fortitude, Ela doesn't let herself be taken down so easily. She lunges forward and locks Monika in a desperate clinch, burying her face into the brunette's shoulder to disguise her pain. Her arms snake around Monika's torso, pinning the brunette to her in an attempt to avoid further punishment. The older woman struggles, her own attempts to break free thwarted by Ela's firm grip. The referee, ever watchful, lets the clinch continue for a few tense seconds before stepping in to separate the two fighters. Once they're back at a safe distance, Ela takes a few heavy breaths, using the short reprieve to compose herself. Her face is pale but determined, her eyes blazing with defiance as she squares up to Monika once again. But Monika's provocative smirk only adds fuel to Ela's desire for revenge, and late in the round, the younger blonde retaliates, suddenly springing forward with a sharp hook to the brunette's belly is followed up by a brutal uppercut to her breasts, sending Monika staggering back. Her defenses falter, and Ela seizes the moment, piling on the pressure with a flurry of additional hits. As the bell tolls, Monika retreats, visibly hurting. For now, Ela has fought through the pain and emerged stronger. The battle was hard-fought, but at the end of Round 5, Ela prevails.

ROUND 6:
Both women clearly look battle-worn but undeterred, their bodies glistening with perspiration, eyes narrowed with determination. Monika, sticking to her dirty tactics, wades in fast, her arm already pulled back in another attempt at a low blow. This time, however, Ela seems prepared for it, evading the underhand punch with a swift side-step. The younger blonde does more than merely avoid the dirty punch; she retaliates! Her gloves crash into Monika's breasts in return, jolting the older woman's body back to the side. Monika winces and groans, her hands instinctively rising to shield her chest, leaving her face wide open for the next assault. And assault she does! Ela throws a follow-up uppercut, her glove connecting solidly with Monika's exposed chin. The impact is immediate, and the brunette's head is snapped upwards, her body jerking violently before she crumples to the floor in a heap! It’s a return KNOCKDOWN for Ela Kawalec, and the crowd erupts into cheers as the blonde Siren stands over her fallen opponent, her chest heaving with exertion, her eyes shining with victory! Monika lies sprawled on the canvas, her eyes glazed and unfocused as the referee moves in to begin the count. But it's clear she won't be getting up this time, with Pietrasinska lying sprawled out throughout, her chest heaving up and down! At the count of ten, the bell chimes loudly, signaling the match is OVER!!

Official Result: Ela Kawalec defeats Monika Pietrasinska via KO6!

AFTER:
Ela celebrates her hard-fought victory with a guttural roar that reverberates throughout the venue. Moving to the four corners of the ring, she pounds her chest in a display of dominance, a queen in her own element. Yet, the consequences of the body abuse are evident as her expression sporadically winces, clearly trying to hide the pain that racks her frame.

After her initial victory lap, Ela's icy gaze settles on Monika's prone form. A predatory smirk tugs at the corners of her lips, and she saunters over, every step echoing with the ominous intent. She seizes Monika's hair, the cruel grip pulling the brunette into a standing position.

"Should've stayed in retirement, Monika," Ela sneers, her words cutting through the crowd's noise. "You thought those low blows would save you? They just gave me more reason to punish you."

Leading the dazed Monika towards the ropes, Ela pins her in place, their bodies flush against one another. The blonde uses her hips to lock Monika in place, leaving her vulnerable and exposed. Malice glitters in Ela's eyes as her fists zero in on the area beneath Monika's waistline, punishing the brunette for the low blows she had been subjected to earlier in the fight.

With the first impact, Monika's body convulses in response, an involuntary reaction to the sudden, agonizing pain. Ela's taped fists are buried into her lower belly like wrecking balls, each powerful shot rocking the brunette to her core. Monika's arms are thrown around Ela's shoulders, her body jerking and lurching with each punishing punch, her waistline folding under the brutal impacts.

Her shocked lips part and come to rest against Ela's chest, releasing breathless moans as her body succumbs to the punishment. Slowly, inexorably, Monika begins to slide back down to her knees… But Ela, like a python hunting its prey, quickly wraps her arms tightly around Monika's head and neck, her knuckles still stinging from their brutal work.

With a wicked grin, she thrusts her chest forward, forcing her breasts into Monika's gasping face. The move locks in almost instantly, the Standing Jug Smother a surprise but expected finale to the violent spectacle. Monika's desperate gasps for air are muffled by the overwhelming fullness of Ela's breasts, her airways blocked off by the soft, victorious mounds. Ela's legs and hips press in closer, entangling Monika further, her backside pinned against the ropes, effectively trapping her in the suffocating hold.

Monika's once-confident visage is now buried deep within Ela's victory-laden chest, her breaths coming in short, muffled gasps. The ring is silent, save for the shallow breaths of a defeated warrior gasping in the firm grip of her victorious opponent. Her resistance wanes as the suffocating grip of Ela's breasts intensify, the convulsive gasps gradually fading into quiet whimpers, her hands and legs eventually going slack in Ela's crushing hold, a telltale sign of a warrior finally succumbing to her opponent, the fight well and truly drawn out of her.

Ela, sensing Monika's defeat, gently loosens her hold. Monika's body, now void of any resistance, slumps onto the canvas with a dull thud. Victorious, she steps over her defeated opponent and places a boot down into Monika's chest, pressing down just enough to accentuate her dominance. She raises her fists to the crowd, a victorious warrior basking in the glory of her win.

Her gaze says it all. Those intense, fiery eyes are set on a new target. Ela Kawalec is ready, and Emily Ratajkowski is next.