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27 October 2023 Ch Stana Katic vs Adrianne Palicki

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OFFICIAL FCBA "FIGHTS AND FRIGHTS" PPV 2023

Posted by Lookout! Boxing on 27 October 2023 at 10:58 pm

Tale of the Tape:

Stana Katic (38-7-0, 38 KO)
5'9, 45 years old
Celebrity Wrestling Federation
Jaguar Title Holder

vs.

Adrianne Palicki (49-44-1, 44 KO)
5’11, 40 years old
Sceej Boxing

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

Intro:
"AND NOW! Making her 46th appearance in the ring, fighting under the Celebrity Wrestling Federation flag. Please welcome the Hamilton, Ontario native, standing 5 foot 9, weighing in at 125 pounds, THE CURRENT JAGUAR TITLE HOLDER, STANAAAAA KAAAAAATIC!!”

Outfits:
Katic's lithe, statuesque frame glistened under the heat of the overhead spotlights as she slid out of her satin robe and revealed every taut, delicate curve of her bronzed skin. Each athletic twist and shimmy of her upper half caused her modest bosom to swell, her teardropping B-cups mushrooming out the top and bottom of the thin-banded tube top belted around her sternum. Katic craned her long stems and dipped into a lewd crouching split, limbering in her corner to some last minute instruction from her corner. Her pale-white string thong was devoured by folds of flesh, finally rising and rearranging the twined, biting string bottoms by hiking them high up her hips. Ending her corner show, the brunette arched her rib cage and pressed to her tippy toes against the ropes, throwing her tightly-braided pony tail over her shoulder before pumping her gloved fists together.

A newly-minted Jaguar herself, Palicki was in a slightly more modest getup; practically body-painted in a tiny floral bikini that accentuated her towering frame. The brunette gave a fist-bump to Katic and a nod to McElhone on her way through the ropes; seemingly a non-verbal ‘thank you’ for the opportunity. The spectacle of the Jaguar Division was undoubted growing during Katic’s run, and Palicki’s presence in the scene proved that. With such a household name with piles of career success itching to be involved in the burgeoning Division, eyes and rating were quickly following. Whether that was directly because of Katic and the CWF or simply because people wanted to see their run end, it all counted one way or another. Palicki twisted her slick, braided locks into a bun and slid into a pair of black gloves; pressing breast-to-breast with Katic center ring as the official called for the bell.

Round 1:
With a Unified Lightweight Title shot just months ago, the challenger found herself as the increasingly heavy favorite as the fight drew closer. Despite her six consecutive defenses and two wins over Hall-of-Famers, Katic’s unbelievable stretch was predicted to end tonight if Vegas (and fringe CWF partner Stanford Steve) was to be believed. Taking one look at the statuesque Palicki, those predictions certainly couldn’t be considered far-fetched; but the first told an eye-poppingly different story.

The Jaguar Champion was electric in welcoming her challenger to the stage she’d become so comfortable in; lacing a wading Palicki with an opening salvo that saw a carousel of tidy right jabs ring her bell from straight on. Katic’s left was equally precise early; snaking a pair of looping overhands into Adrianne’s temple as she tried to circle away from the more dangerous strong hand. Palicki’s length was effectively handcuffed as Katic chased her along the ropes and refused to concede her body-to-body spacing; slipping a flaming rebuttal from Adrianne and slicing a gangly screwdriver through the challenger’s ribs in the last ten seconds. A wounded whimper from Palicki punctuated the bell as she licked her wounds and returned to her corner; somewhat taken aback by the aggression from the typically pragmatic Katic. The Champ makes a statement in the opener; dictating from bell-to-bell for a 10-8 lead.

Round 2:
Unbothered for the vast majority of the first, the heat quickly got turned up on Katic as Adrianne landed a scorching left hook to the hip in the opening thirty seconds. Katic hoarsely grunt as the challenger’s unquestionable pedigree was then put on display at the flip of a switch; sweltering at the first sign of damage with an underhand to the navel, then a clubbing overhand to the shoulder, then a sprinkling one-two to the lips.

Holding the Champ’s toes to the fire as the small of her back rebounded off the ropes, Palicki dressed her down with another worrying flurry; spiking a spit-take straight right hand through her heart before slicing a left across her cheek during the retreat. Katic floundered as she rushed to tie up the flaming brunette and evade at the same time; scooping her up with double underhooks and dragging Adrianne into the near corner for a cooldown. The challenger has arrived to the building; as Palicki responds with a championship-level effort to quickly tie things up.

Round 3:
In another lightning flash of momentum swings, Katic had the next say; using the brunette’s elastic reach against her as she artfully slid beneath a looping right and pierced Palicki’s midsection with a meteoric uppercut to the gut. An avalanche came next as Adrianne wilted clutching her navel; wobbling into a backpedal as Katic pinwheeled with blinding hooks and crosses to the temples. Her skull now dangling low enough to be a piñata, Stana effortlessly hammered away until the brunette spilled into the spider web tangle of the far ropes.

Palicki snuck back behind her walls as Stana poked and prodded the high-rising defenses; Adrianne’s toned midsection straining and flexing to withstand the shelling as Katic volleyed heavy sidewinders off her midsection. The bombardment slowly crept up her abdomen until the Ohio native’s upper half rocked with each overhand, sulking further to the canvas until the bell ended Stana’s unfettered attack. Palicki comes away looking shell-shocked as she shakes her head the whole way to her corner; visibly frustrated with the ditch she dug for herself in the last minute. Katic grabs the reigns once again with another 10-8 round.

Round 4/5:
Concluding the lubricious, seesaw opening third of the bout, things became quite a bit more buttoned-up as we neared the halfway point. Palicki had finally calibrated the trading range she was so desperate for early; tiptoeing around Katic’s heavy-handed rushes and lancing occasional headshots through the brunette’s defenses to keep her on unsteady ground. Despite accumulating unwanted damage, Katic continued to valiantly extend her neck to ensure she got tight enough to trouble the bigger fighter; working Palicki’s taut midsection until it started to bear fruit and her legs grew noticeably heavier.

With the challenger creeping closer with a narrow 10-9 win in the fourth, Katic put that same distance right back between them in a composed fifth. Both have been unwavering, but at the clubhouse turn it’s the Champ who leads by just a few points on the scorecard.

Round 6/7:
After an uneventful draw between the two in the sixth and with a narrow lead approaching the end-game; Katic started to rein it in just a touch to keep her attack closer to the vest. Palicki needed no favors, however; as the spindly brunette began to cast her longer line with a renewed sense of invulnerability. Shuffling just out of her own striking range, Katic was repeatedly strung up in the Ohio native's length; buckled by a reckless overhand left to the cheek, then sliced through the navel by a stealthy right. Stana hoarsely squealed as a cutting screwdriver hook tore through the cartilige of her ribs; crippling her as Palicki followed with a stiff drink poured right down her throat. The brunette's wide, hazel eyes flickered to her corner with a gleam of desperation as Adrianne strode through a crow-hop left; just stamping the air over Katic's shoulder as the Canadian arched out of the way. The Jaguar Champ dove into the muddy waters in front of her with no other options; sliding into an ambitious left-right that rapped off the challenger's ribs and sent her stumbling straight back.

Katic bravely pursued off the damage; skipping forward and whipping a left through Adrianne's chin, then coiling a venomous overhand right. Suddenly the Canadian squelched as Palicki ripped a gutting left into the Champ's liver; buckling her lean stems in her tracks. Stana continued to trudge forward like a wobbly, directionless fawn, her taut abdomen flexing as she tried to reload her right; then *THWACK*.

Katic gagged and sputtered a mouthful of drool down her belly as Palicki spiked a savage straight right against her bony sternum; flattening her tits to her chest as she was driven back to unsteady footing. The ring quaked as Katic gracelessly wobbled, arms falling away to cradle her taut, spasming midsection before Palicki slid into and sliced a ferocious left across Katic's lips.

"HHHHNNGGGGLLLLHGGG" the Champ mewled; her long, painted lashes fluttering as her noodly stems pinched inward. Katic's chin dropped to her clavicles as her statuesque frame went limp; spiking to her knees before sprawling across Palicki's feet.

1... 2... 3... 4... Katic's string thong-split cheeks perked skward before she slid flat to her belly, gurgling as her flushed cheek smeared across the sweat-drenched canvas. Palicki was quickly ushered to a neutral corner as she looked in disbelief toward her own corner with cautious optimism.

5... 6... 7... The brunette's delicate frame sloshed with convulsions as the official leaned in tighter, trying to give the Champ the benefit of the doubt despite her comatose state. Katic groggily pressed with enough force to roll herself messily to her backside before being blinded by the overhead lights staring right back at her.

8... 9... 10!! SHE'S OUT!

"And your winner, by KO in Round 7, AND THE NEEEEWWWWW… JAGUAR TITLE HOLDER, ADRIANNEEEEE PALLLLLLLICKIIIIII!!!!”

Post Fight:
A 5-time lineal Champion at two weight classes, Palicki had seen far bigger moments than a Jaguar Title; but still the wave of emotions hit like a ton of bricks. The towering brunette sank to her haunches for a quick second to compose herself; gloving away a pool of tears in the corner of her eye before covetously clawing away the Jaguar Belt from the ringside official. Letting out a primal scream from her corner, Palicki threw her hands skyward and lost herself in the moment; parading around the outskirts before spiraling back toward the felled former Champion. Katic's spread-eagled frame pitched and quaked with each heavy-heeled stamp from Adrianne as she straddled her shoulder; scoffing down at Katic before flexing both arms and planting a victorious heel atop the brunette's pert bosom. The Canadian's sternum concaved as a pathetic whimper slid through her lips; gasping as her tightly-bound rack was deflated beneath the new Champion's foot.