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Before: Alice the first appearance of the reborn IBB at welter, looking to reestablish the Euro-girls foothold among the biggest of the big girls. Brianna the smallest girl in the division, but she’s given the IBB gals a massive headache, humiliating Raffaella Modugno in the BBU, then proving to be the last woman standing in a bout with Diletta Leotta; forcing the IBB corner to throw in the towel despite being knocked down four times. Alice still refusing to give her any respect: “I will lay this coffee girl out at my feet, and leave on full display, just like Boccia did!”
Brianna equally adamant about her chances: “I promised these b!tc#es a face-sitting, and that’s just what she’s going to get! This is MY sand, but she can have all she wants!”
Ring post in sand setup. Alice entering in a pink bandeau with black & white kisses scattered about, white gloves, pixie-cut hair wet and slicked down. Brianna in a yellow microbikini with transparent connections, black gloves, hair wetted and thrown over her right shoulder. Both fighters barefoot in the sand.
R1: Jug-jabbing both ways as girls bare teeth and scrap: pushing left hands into opposing racks, then they're in close, pumping each other righty-on-the-gut; hooking-jug in tight. Panting ferocity ensues as girls trade body-spanking licks, then Alice steps out, unpacks the jab, snarling as she circles clockwise around a spitting poke. Brianna dukes at cheeks, bobbing and pursuing, still looping wide strokes from either side to blonde ribcage, but Sabatini's legs, stiff poke gradually dictate terms.
R2: Spirited stuff as Brianna closes to inflict sweeping right hands belly&breasts, Alice wincing/cringing up on impact, then picking Cali girl up short, clipping left/right uppercuts inside. Girls rotate counter-clockwise in the phone booth, Dale slopping harm to rack&ribs; Sabatini pinpointing brunette chin via scraping, herky-jerk uppercuts. Down the stretch, Alice comes out of the wrap, she's suddenly distressed, lips parted, wobbly-butt, stooping forward as Brianna leans in close, laps both hands to gut PIK! PAK! PEK! - working Miss Italia over to bell. Dale taunting "Poor baby!" as Sabatini comes up watery-eyed/hugging her tummy, Italian palms her face off to the side - ref intervenes as tempers flare.
R3: More Brianna taking it to Alice! Sabatini mouthbreathing, not enjoying the pace set by Dale. Brianna stepping aggressively in - belting Alice a fat right hand wide to left-side lats, then turning that tightly-clipped thumbside-up left across grumpy Italian face. Sabatini giving ground, setting up on apron, Dale friskily pushing Alice's arms away to either side, then lathering the midsection hup-hup-hup. Sabatini visibly wearing down - covering up face-in-gloves, stooping far forward: Dale with that short thumbside-up left hook touches the right ear, then hooks right armpit, buckling those legs, it’s a knockdown midring. Alice gasping, clinching, running the clock late, Brianna practically hopping in the grasp, impatient for ref's breaks.
R4: Alice back to basics - step the jab into Brianna; palm up on her shoulders, push her back; pound right hands to American's head when she's coming in; tie her up on the inside. SO frustrating for Dale: she wants in, but she's getting gobbled up - writhing in Sabatini's arms until ref's break. Alice able to regain control...by the final minute she's punishing Brianna one-two; pushing her outside; walking her down big-girl.
R5: Alice with a nice check-hook off that extended pinging jab - she fades back and strokes Brianna's jaw exquisitely in the first minute. Dale squinting with concentration, feinting, walking to her right as she thumbs her nose, eyeing her foe, Sabatini steppin' and a-pokin', ranging backwards as necessary, using her legs - she's deliberately slinking out the fight. Midway through, Alice throws a hard right hand to Brianna's body, pulls back late and catches a shattering counter-hook on her temple and SABATINI'S HURT! Wonky whipsaw traverses Alice's lithe frame - eyes wide in shock - hands disorganized - she wanders away in a fog as BRIANNA COMES A-CALLING! CRASHING right hand drives through to Sabatini's chin as she tries to turn away too late, Dale cleans up a licking hook on the left eye, then a wider, gathering hook blasting body as Italian spills woozily to ropes. Brianna lunging in a long right hand up top, hooking cruelly in her sternum then catching 100% chin the right uppercut! Head snap Alice - face goes all slack and she PITCHES SIDEWAYS TO THE SAND! Good lord it's OVER! KO5 in slam-banging fashion – BRIANNA DALE!
After: Brianna REVELING in her triumph, smiling, hugging Alice close with a strong right arm around the waist - Sabatini numb, blubbering, left hand draped loosely around Dale's neck for balance during the walk. Brianna leisurely, waving to her fans, taking her time, then backing Alice to a seat on the sand in the corner, slowly pressing Sabatini prone on the sand with the facesit she promised back in January. Alice's hands press feebly against Dale’s hips, pushing against the tattooed booty, reaching round the front to ride helplessly on the hips, occasionally curling up to pull and pat at Brianna’s breasts dangling as the American leans into the smother. Ring mic picks up the odd muffled whimper and gasp from Alice - she's suffering: Dale grinning, biting her lower lip as she concentrates, adjusting her grip, she's easy and relaxed as she leans back in the corner, letting her glutes do the work. Brianna has her fun, enslaving Alice until Italian's legs stop quivering, vainly looking for purchase or to pull her free, then lifting herself off, leaving Sabatini's face hot and wet from the suffocating pillows of Brianna’s tanned and tattooed cheeks. Alice’s eyes closed, face red and moist, lips pouted - when Dale decides to do a girl away, this is what it looks like.
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