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30 June 2023 Jordana Brewster vs Devon Aoki

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OFFICIAL FCBA "SUMMER SHOWDOWNS" PPV 2023

Posted by Lookout! Boxing on 30 June 2023 at 8:07 pm

Tale of the Tape:

Jordana Brewster (8-20-0, 6 KO)
5'7, 43 years old
Celebrity Wrestling Federation

vs.

Devon Aoki (0-3-0)
5'5, 40 years old
Free Agent

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

Intro:
"AND NOW! Making her 29th appearance in the ring, fighting under the Celebrity Wrestling Federation flag for the very first time! Please welcome the Panama City, Panama native, standing 5 foot 7, weighing in at 110 pounds, JORDANAAA BREWWWWSTERRR!!”

Outfits:
Jordana’s delicate frame was mouth-watering in the skimpy CWF attire; her sleek, subtle contours strung up in a thin-banded tube top that gently pressed into and mushroomed her modest, swelling chest with each twist and wiggle. Her slender hips were bit into by a high-waisted string thong that split her plump, bronzed cheeks and disappeared between their folds. Hiking the biting bottoms high up her hips and leaning into her corner, Brewster calmly lifted to tie back her tightly-braided pigtails before slipping on and pumping her fists together.

In a nod to her “friend”, or perhaps just to prove she could pull it off better; Aoki chose to rock nearly identical ring garb. Wearing a thin white tube top and microscopic string thong, the only addition that set her apart from Jordana was a playful mini-skirt that struggled to make it over the curve of her plump cheeks.

Round 1/2:
While this could be looked at as a ‘get right’ fight for Brewster after just signing with the Celebrity Wrestling Federation, it was far from impersonal. These two ladies had a history as co-stars in the Fast and Furious franchise, and Aoki made it clear there was some festering animosity between them off-screen. With the warm-fuzzies from her last win buried nearly a decade in the past, Brewster looked shockingly competent and composed in the first round; much of that newfound confidence likely coming from the support of a training staff for the first time in 9 years. Having watched stragglers like Knightley, Bowden and Mara all find an unfamiliar seed of success with this group, belief came relatively easy.

Fighting a rare opponent where strength was actually in her favor, the lithe Brewster was able to rely on her lank and reach without fearing bullying repercussions. Even when the feisty Aoki pushed through her tripwires, Jordana wasn’t so easily overpowered by the equally delicate brunette. After a round of grueling belly, rib and chest work from Brewster in an attempt to fray Aoki’s will to be there, Devon responded with a highly-spirited round of her own. Brewster found herself in a familiar position along the ropes as Aoki torched her across the ring with an enigmatic whirlwind of unorthodox hooks and screwdrivers; finally blistering her crunching tummy with a gut-wrenching underhook that nearly lawn-chaired and put her through the middle ropes just at the bell. The two trade narrow rounds, but momentum looks to be piling up behind Aoki. 10-9 Brewster; 10-9 Aoki.

Round 3:
The spitfire Aoki doesn’t let Brewster breathe for a second after the intermission, firing through a warning shot from the Panama-native that had absolutely no dampening power behind it. Brewster’s walls completely unravel as Devon lashes a loopy left across her chest, then a pair of drubbing overhands that brutally pancake her tits and knock her into the ropes. Brewster rebounds with an eviscerating hook corked, but as it sweeps over Aoki’s head, Devon ducks the turnstile and shreds Jordana’s navel. One, two, three, four winding side-hooks to the solar plexus and Brewster spits up her mouthpiece; wailing at full-throat before Aoki crams another pair of crunchy hooks into her ribs. Brewster crumbles, sprawled across the ropes and hiding behind mangled forearms. Jordana whips another satellite overhand into orbit and finds nothing, allowing Devon to spike a straight left into her clavicles and polish with a chin-sweeping right cross. A mouthful of blood mists from her lips, eyes completely glazed as Brewster sags against Devon and pulls a desperate clinch. Aoki tries to untangle and find Brewster’s chin, but the savvy vet keeps her cradled tight; even managing to snake a few choppy rights of her own into Devon’s liver. The CWF smelling salts appear to have worn off, Brewster is in trouble. 10-8 Aoki.

Round 4:
To her credit, there was zero panic in the Brewster corner. Diligent nodding, positive body language, captivated digestion of instruction, and even a wink and grin at the end as she dapped up McElhone. Whatever fire might’ve been muzzled to this point was wholly uncovered and stoked. With a slight roll of her shoulder, Brewster ducked the opening volley from Aoki and jumped down her throat; twisting through the weeds and doubling Devon over with a bifurcating uppercut. Aoki tried to squirm away toward the ropes, but Brewster was persistent; blazing through her catty defenses with a winding hailstorm of gawky overhands and jabs. Devon’s midsection twisted and scrunched as Brewster hole-punched up her side; spiking her hip, then her ribs, then her shoulder. After tossing in a diversionary left hook toward the liver, Brewster left her feet for a thumping right to the temple that rocked Aoki into the corner.

Devon’s ass sagged halfway to the canvas before she yanked up on the ropes, curling behind her pinched left arm as Brewster unloaded with bludgeoning rights on her wounded side. Now it was Aoki desperately searching for the bell, twisting up in Jordana and mauling her across the ring to escape the corner. The two broke horns with the help of the official, but not before a few pleasantries were exchanged. Brewster finally shows some of the spunk that got her signed, 10-8.

Round 5:
A wounded animal is a dangerous one, and Aoki strut to center ring with a worrying snarl after being backed into a corner physically in the fourth. Brewster’s corner howls for composure and patience as Aoki ignites her last flair; blazing with unhinged, audacious hooks and overhands before the two can even touch gloves. A reckless, meteoric left deflects off Jordana’s shoulder, her heels shuffling back before slipping beneath a scything right hook aimed at her neck. A quick twitch from Brewster sends a gutting right uppercut into Aoki’s navel, but the brunette continues to burn all her fuel; twisting through a pair of windmill crosses that slide over an athletic crouch from Jordana. Brewster rises through a plunging right hook to the ribs; a sharp squeal bursting from Aoki’s lips as she freezes in her back-swing.

The New York-native then teeters to her right as Brewster spears a mirrored hook into her sternum from the other side, sagging forward before a severing tap-tap bobbles her jaw; waffling her braincase between gloved fists. Aoki stamps forward with one foot, stepping cross-legged as her upper half seizes for a split second; stiffening before toppling sideways and exploding in a mess of limbs.

1… 2… 3… 4… Aoki’s crumpled frame shudders with convulsions as she unravels to her belly, her arms awkwardly caught and folded up beneath her sternum, not budging an inch as Brewster crouches at her side to perform a brief check-up.

5… 6… 7… 8… 9… SHE’S OUT!!

"And your winner, by KO in Round 5, JORDANNNNNAAAA BREWWWWWWSTERRR!!!!"