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Before: Amanda belligerent, not backing down in the face of newly crowned royalty: she pushes Kira in the chest; gets nose-on-nose during first press conference. "She doesn't intimidate me," Trivizas contends in prefight. "I’ll give a Spring Break sand whuppin' to this kid - you watch. Girl won't know what hit her, and by the time she finds out? I'll be strut-walkin' that sand with my pearly whites flashin' and my hands held high!"
Kira used to such antics by now. "If I had a dime for every girl who said she wasn't intimidated by me!" Kosarin quips. "Amanda's being a pain, but I know it's an act: she's slick, she's quick, and I have to get on her early and make her feel my weight. She's not going to get me off my game with this pre-fight stuff - I'm too smart for that. What this girl is going to have to do is fight - I'll make sure of that. She can leave the tricks for the club scene!"
Ringposts in sand setup. Both fighters disdaining robes for their entrance. Amanda enters first, wearing a gunmetal triangle-cut bikini, red gloves, hair flipped over her left shoulder, framing her left breast. Kira entering wearing the bantamweight title belts, handing them off before ducking through the ropes, revealing a yellow triangle-cut bikini, black gloves, hair pulled back in a battle braid,
R1: As promised, Amanda lunges for Kira, bodying her to ropes, smothering and pancaking as girls wrap up high, belly to belly with each other. Tuff wedging and tucking of short punches in on ear, ribs - Kosarin tying up head and arm on Trivizas, trying to manage her. Ref's break - girls resume midring - Kira steps left, pop-pops a scolding jab, establishes a little distance midring. Walking pace - Kosarin circling clockwise with left low, right at her chest - Trivizas turning, moving dukes from chest to eyebrows blocking stick. Kira dictating terms with easy lateral motion, a firm, snobbish stick and smooth right hands off the shoulder that grease Amanda’s chin a couple times, keeping her outside to the bell.
R2: Amanda having moments when she can body Kira to ropes - sloppy slugging in the clinch, both women warned for throwing short elbows in there. Trivizas more persistent, sweatier, getting on Kosarin but working harder so ref isn't so quick to break. Amanda grinding her forehead into Kira's neck/cheek, pushing on biceps, then wedging in mitts on meat - Champ hard-pressed, riding an arm around her tormentor's head or reaching under her arms, trying to muscle her around to reverse positions at the ropes. Trivizas gnawing on her foe, rubbing her, smearing her - good thick body work being done in the paunch when Amanda frees up both mitts; strong shoulder-bumping nudging Kira off, exposing her to short inside rights, clubbing lefts. Kosarin exploiting the short right uppercut as Trivizas leans forward - Amanda eating, but shrugging it off: she won't be backed off. Good beefy second goes Amanda's way - tempers flare as Kira barks about holding and hitting to the ref, Amanda taunting from behind the man's back at the break.
R3: Amanda bulling Kira to ropes, directing the main thrust of her attack to champ's healthym underrated rack. Trivisas getting to jug with tight-packing fists and forearms, snuggling in tight, smothering the receipts, making Kosarin feel weight at the ropes. Kira grimacing, tying up - occasionally she makes an effort to muscle Amanda's back to the ropes, but rookie too strong for the moves, wrestling her way back on top. Final minute - Kosarin dukes at temples, leaning forward off the strands - Trivizas with her left shoulder on the champ, bumping her, setting her up for shivering left hooks in the lats, behind the elbow; moist right hands short, thumping flat on paunch. Strongest round of the fight for Amanda - she turns away at the bell sunny-smiling, leaving Kira with a cramped look of frustration
R4: Both vixens electing to close—just a pawing jab, then they’re in the phone booth. Kira greets Amanda tuff right hand flat to belly, immediately covering up to receive popping rebuff to jug. Trivizas doubling up with a start a short, contact right uppercut, covering up smart as Kosarin gets off brisk up top. Slow counterclockwise rotation—muscular cuffing and bumping inside. Kira adjusts, choosing left uppercuts and swiping rib/tummy combos against Amanda’s generous rack. Trivizas sopping up boobie shots, answers back rugged: thumping rights amidships, brawny clouting lefts upside the head and thick, shoulder-shrugging swipe off the front foot, hooks again, shifts weight to her back foot and turns a tidy hook across Kosarin’s chin as champ edges forward. Kira momentarily wobbly butt, covering up earmuff: Amanda braces her the left shoulder, then PUM! PUM! Puts a tidy left/right/left on champ’s quivering trunks, buckling Kosarin forward with breathy groan. Trivizas aglow—hooking Kira’s exposed lower back, then leaning her forearm across champ’s upper back to ease her to all fours—REF RULES IT A KNOCKDOWN! Trivizas cackling en route to neutral corner: Kosarin rising, winching, pursing her lips finds herself down three straight rounds at the hands of a rookie!
Between rounds: Nadia Bjorlin kneeling in front of Kira: “She’s breaking you to the body, just like Demi did. You going to let her?”
R5: Kira down 39-35, wants those points back, fights her way inside on Amanda, digs in. Sweaty tousle rubbing sees fighters trading illegal-even-for-JMD head butts, brawny shoulders working and writhing as arms slither around waists and heads. Trivizas warned for locking up around Kosarin’s elbows and muscling her off balance. Kira warned for holding and hitting as she snakes her left arm around Amanda’s head. Trivizas moving her hands for Kosarin’s body every time champ rides the left around Amanda’s shoulders: trying to pack in heavy right hands slugging away to exposed ribs and tummy, both dukes. Kira eventually walking Trivizas to ropes, mouth on shoulder, hands pushing at Amanda’s biceps to clear the torso—scrubbing, digging, tucking mitts finding choice swatches of tummy, tit and rib.. Still heavy going—Trivizas very strong on her feet, hard to uproot—lots of brawny torso-vs-torso struggling as girls reach in on each other and attempt to impose will. Amanda showing Demi Rose grade mastery of interior leverage, slipping to the side during clinches, walking Kira around, getting underneath her. Kosarin frustrated as HER back touches the ropes—now Amanda’s throwing the blanket on Kira rather than the other way around. Both fighters cleaning up in the dying minutes of the round, splattering away to tits and tummy with a satisfying flurry at the bell, then hooking Amanda’s trunks late to jerk her forward in reflexive cringe. Tempers flare—ref struggles to separate glaring hussies”: Trivizas actually trying to tomahawk overtop the man as Kosarin Taunts her from a distance.
R6: Kira nice n’ compact, right at her cheek, jabbing up at Amanda on approach, then snuggling in close—girls may as well be in the sauna tonight, Hot body contact, Trivizas immediately wrapping up around the elbows and trying to bull Kosarin off balance, but champ pressing in, getting low, pushing and straining. Amanda trying a healthy, belting right hand snaked in between bodies against Kira’s hulking jugs, both fighters blatantly holding and hitting as Trivizas hooks Kosarin’s right elbow with her left for these shrugging blows. Kira fighting her way through the swamp—short chopping hooks against the tummy and hip, then carving left uppercuts loosening Amanda up, backing her off, Trivizas forced to ropes, covers up earmuff over the last minute, just wilting and tilting as Kosarin belts away on tanned shoulders, glistening flanks. Kira coming off the body with uppercuts, jerking short shots between Amanda’s protective mitts: Kosarin big n’ brawny throughout, finally takes a round.
R7: Kira comes out fighting, packing a step-in hook thick to jug, backing Kira up. Trivizas baring her teeth, wading into Kosarin’s chest with a walking barrage of rising lefts and rights, champ’s jugs a-belted as she’s bludgeoned to ropes, Breathless clinch, Kira tieing up Amanda’s arms for the ref’s break—champ able to step out, create space, Trivizas trudging forward—Kosarin stepping right, jabbing, walking Amanda into hard right hands upside the head, bending low on follow through to avoid the receipts. Trivizas snarling, headhunting—Kosarin’s good head movement allows her to weave under wide strokes, bite back at ribs, tummy, tits—short, spanking blows, really taking the wind out of Amanda’s sails. Second minute, Kira working the body digs a gut-wrenching hook to liver, locking Trivizas up stiff n’ pouty. Kosarin shifts her hips, rips the left uppercut through the middle: head snap Amanda, mouthpiece goes tumbling end over end through the air. Moist thump/thump left-right on paunch bending Amanda’s knees—RIPPING Left uppercut as Kosarin shifts weight to back foot, Trivizas stunned, wobbling forward—Kira POUNDING the midsection those short, brutal blows, then easing backward, turning her shoulder to pick up chin TIGHT—she’s a machine at this point. Amanda blundering, stumbling, shipping shots and GOES DOWN! Trivizas spilling to all fours as Kosarin steps aside at the ropes—haughty satisfaction on champ’s face as she glares down at rookie rubble. That’s it for Amanda all staring, rung up, can’t get off her knees—KO7 in brutal fashion as Kira survives a scare!
After: Amanda brought around woozy with smelling salts—all jacked up and slumped on her stool: Kira still pulsing with OnlyFans-hate, pushes her way in and helps Trivizas to her feet, then shoves her through the ropes. Taking Amanda by her bra straps, Kira gives her a shake, bobbling her head back and forth. Holding Trivizas’s right bra strap in firm left fist, Kosarin slaps away with the right hand; hard, flush to cheek, taking things to the next level on her would-be challenger right here, right now.
Left hand slides ‘round back Amanda’s head, gripping Kira’s own right shoulder. Kosarin’s right hand grips a fistful of Trivizas’ damp hair, eyes staring into the crowd, searching for Bella as she folds Amanda’s face to jugg. Kira leg-driving Trivizas out into open sand, pushing in with hard-working hips bodying the bundle in a straight line. Amanda pushing at Kira’s cushioned hips, then reaching up behind to pull at her sturdy shoulders and bikini straps. Kosarin gives Trivizas a shake, cinching up the hold, then pushes on again—right foot slightly back to give forward leverage. When Amanda’s hands finally slide from Kira’s shoulders, to dangle lifelessly, Champ steps aside while releasing—letting a clammy-faced Trivizas swoon face first to sand, Kosarin looming over her, hands on hips as she looks down at jugged-out Amanda’s shiny back, just drinking it in. Kira hears the announcement for the Princess of the Beach fight starting, kicks sand onto the slumbering Trivizas, making sure to step on her as she makes her way back ringside!
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