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26 May 2023 Tina Louise vs Hannah Palmer

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OFFICIAL FCBA "MAYHEM" PPV 2023

Posted by Lookout! Boxing on 26 May 2023 at 9:46 pm

Tale of the Tape (JMD):

Tina Louise (2-0-0, 2 KO)
5'7, 42 years old, 34D
Celebrity Wrestling Federation

vs.

Hannah Palmer (7-4-0, 7 KO)
5'5, 25 years old, 34E
Lioness Club

(Written by Celebrity Wrestling Federation/Results by Lookout!)

Intro:
"Welcome to this fabulous JMD contest… “

“AND NOW! Making her 3rd appearance in the ring. Please welcome the Victoria, Australia native, standing 5 foot 7, weighing in at 120 pounds, TINAAAA LOUISSSSEEEEE!!”

Outfits:
Tina was meticulously poured into a microscopic bikini that clung to her heavy chest with admirable effort; a fitting attire for this JMD bout. The thin-banded tube top did little to contain her massive, overflowing D-cups; her heaving orbs swelling as though they were fastened with a belt rather than a bikini top with how much cleavage and underboob was being offered. Her wide, voluptuous hips devoured her string thong bottoms, the biting floss disappearing between her plump cheeks and bronzed folds of flesh as she slid salaciously into the ring.

The lusting applause for the newly-minted 42 year old was abruptly ended as the youngster made her highly-anticipated entrance. Celebrating her 25th birthday less than a week before Louise, Hannah Palmer made a jaw-dropping appearance as only she could. Few could one-up the Aussie’s immaculate curves and tight frame, but Palmer did just that; clad in a strapless, chest-hugging micro bikini top and low-cut, string thong. Playfully jiggling her red and blue-clad, patriotic assets, Palmer stole the crowd as the two were called together just before the bell; grinning ear-to-ear at the seething Aussie.

Round 1:
Coming out of the gates it’s predictably the younger, faster, more experienced Palmer who steals the inside lane; snapping a trifecta of hooks up the Cougar’s left side and denting her from hip to temple before breaking with a shove to the chest. Another sharp flurry is punctuated by a gutting hook to the navel and subsequent hammer to the temple; backing the rangy Louise into the tangle of the ropes with a palpable expression of uncomfortability. Palmer is a leap up in quality from Lee and Nigri, and Tina is finding out the hard way. Louise attempts to find her footing with a boisterous overhand left, but is repaid for her troubles when it loops past and she’s instead lifted to her toes and clacked across the jaw by a pointed one-two from the game blonde. Palmer is all class early, taking the first 10-8.

Round 2:
A cocky burst from Palmer starts the second, but instead of jumping right back on the treadmill downhill, Louise counters with a deft dip-through and jab to the body; taking the blonde’s wind. Feeling Tina’s power for the first time, Hannah back-tracks but steps right into a shadowy left that slides in from her periphery and crashes into the American’s ear. Now Palmer is rattled, swinging freely but missing the mark with her desperate, stumpy crosses; twirling herself open for a pair of sharp, biting hooks to her prize-winning jugs. Louise alternates hands, banging on the blonde’s pillowy speedbags; capping off her flurry with a weighty looping left that polishes Palmer’s rack from the side, nearly taking her top altogether. Hannah’s feet aren’t tap-dancing anymore; trudging through mud as Louise continues to twist and work for the body through Palmer’s guard.

Louise grins as she can feel Palmer’s annoyance; the American huffing as she tries and fails to flail for the Aussie’s banded top, attempting to slow her down by ripping it free at the bell. After falling well behind, Tina pulls even, 10-8.

Round 3/4:
With Louise proving to be far more of a headache than someone two decades her senior had any right to be, Palmer found a different gear in the third out of necessity; washing over the older model with a torrid burst of energy. The Aussie twisted and contorted as seemingly every inch of her sternum was bludgeoned; first a thunderous overhand to the tits that stunned and disabled her stems, then a trio of yo-yo hooks that rocked her wide hips back and forth. Louise craned sideways as the last crashed against her waist, yelping as Palmer strode into a machine-gun eruption of underhooks to her lower belly. The platinum blonde’s mouth fell slack-jawed as she was pedaled into the corner, losing count of the lightning-quick uppercuts that pistoned against her flexing abdomen before her spine clanged off the metal post.

Louise pulled an impressive guard, walling off her upper half with an adept sway of her forearms as Palmer poked and prodded to try and push through them. Hannah was finally forced to settle on the blonde’s pierced navel; grunting as she repeatedly leaned back and strode through full-weight, underhanded straight right paws to the belly button. Tina gagged as she was repeatedly bisected, refusing to drop her hands and expose her breasts, or worse her jaw. Instead, the toned Aussie ate all Palmer could give, her sculpted abdomen curling around lumpy fists and awkward forearms as Palmer tried with all her might to punch a hole through her slender waistline. Finally Louise was able to buck her rider, whipping a meaty left into Palmer’s gut and two-hand shoving her way out of the corner with a disgusted grunt just before the round expired.

Despite getting raced in the third, Louise found something late; slowing the trades down to a more manageable pace and injecting a bit of ‘bully ball’ into her game. Every time she found herself chasing due to Palmer’s masterful footwork, the gropy Aussie dove in for a feel; bodying the smaller blonde and slinging leather into her navel from in tight. After another wide third from Palmer, Louise pulls closer with a 10-9 round.

Round 5:
Nearing the halfway point and the Cougar had still refused to yield to the kid; rebounding after both dominant rounds from Palmer and trailing by just a point on the scorecard. Instead, it was the Arizona-native that looked the far more winded of the two. As Louise stalked her younger prey, Palmer tried to keep the spindly platinum blonde at bay, tickling Tina’s ribs with a near-whiff of a hook that left her vulnerable for a brutal *THUD* to the tits. The lanky Aussie suddenly pushed forward and slung a trio of rib-rockers that lawn-chaired the American. Palmer gagged as her loose, shoulder-length locks bobbed and fell over her eyes, wailing as Louise palmed her tits with both hands and lifted her back upright. Hannah’s features twisted as the older model began to charge, churning her legs until the horn-locked beauties started to trudge toward the far corner. Palmer grimaced as her bosom was violently groped, awkwardly stumbling back before she extended her own devilish mitts and did the same to Louise. Just before Hannah’s spine cracked against the post, the blonde cagily flicked her hips and twirled Tina into the corner; flipping their positions and throwing the Aussie into the post.

A mist of sweat suddenly detonated and coated the pair as Palmer dug out a cruel uppercut; slinging her right hand up through the Aussie’s hanging tits and cracking her jaw. Louise throatily grunt and dribbled her mouthpiece between her thighs; her bronzed upper half strewn awkwardly over the top rope before bobbling back into place from the whiplash. Louise desperately tried to tangle herself up in Palmer, but the blonde had already sprung into a feeding-frenzy; lasciviously tearing through folds of flesh. A pair of straight right blades sunk into the cornered Aussie’s heart, then a hook below the opposite ribs, then a careless near low-blow that clapped against her taut lower belly, dotting the sagging waistband of Tina’s thong.

Louise’s frame gracelessly bowed and buckled as she was dichotomized; a titanic, lifting hook to the rack spilling her tits before the delirious American swept a neck-snapping left across her cheek. Louise hoarsely croaked as her sagging upper half was lifted lifelessly to her tippy toes and sprawled over the post. Impaled for just a brief second, the convulsing Aussie’s legs finally buckled; her knees pinching inward as she slid down the post, momentarily caught up as her armpits hooked the top rope before slouching crudely to the mat.

1… 2… 3… 4… Tina’s thighs slowly eased into a full split as her limbs untangled against the base of the post, her chin hanging low to her chest and drooling a trickle of blood down her crunched belly.

5… 6… SHE’S DONE!!

"And your winner, by KO in Round 5, HANNAH PALLLLMMMEEEER!!!!"

Post Fight:
The Aussie’s twitching corpse sloshed and slid flat as Palmer hooked her ankle and dragged her by a limb center-ring; gracelessly spilling spread-eagle. Straddling the topless Louise and fumbling for the belted strap of her displaced bra, Hannah hooked the bunched material and lifted the sternum of the lifeless platinum blonde off the canvas; crudely displaying her felled opponent’s convulsing body before dismissively tossing her back to the mat. Crouching to a sloppy seat above Louise’s shoulders, Palmer gently leaned forward and cradled the Aussie’s lulling skull; lifting the back of her head off the mat and lightly pattering her rosy cheek. Just as the drunken model began to come to, Palmer callously giggled and plunged Tina’s mascara-smeared features between the crest of her massive, dangling bosom.

Still completely lost in the ether, Tina’s reaction time was pitiful; her muffled sputters and pants preceding any bodily fight by a few seconds of lag. Suddenly her caramel frame stiffened with a violent pitch, her bare chest and shoulders shimmying for freedom as her sunken frame swelled with life. Palmer gleefully wiggled and stuffed the twisted blonde deeper into her fleshy tomb; Louise’s long stems gracelessly flailing and pedaling as her lower half bucked off the mat. Finally her traction was lost, her heels stamping against the mat before sliding into a full split. Louise’s gloved fists pitifully scraped and pawed at Hannah’s shoulders, rolls forming on her taut belly as her twisting and crunching gave way to sharp, abbreviated pants and spasms. One final heave and the Aussie slid spread-eagle, slumping until the quiet quake of her fleshy orbs stopped and Palmer relented.