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6 May 2023 Sara Jean Underwood vs Yoko Matsugane

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Posted by Celebrity Wrestling Federation on 18 August 2023 at 8:09 pm

Tale of the Tape (JMD):

Sara Jean Underwood (5-18-0, 5 KO)
5'3, 39 years old, 32C
Celebrity Wrestling Federation

vs.

Yoko Matsugane (3-10-0, 3 KO)
5'6, 41 years old, 37F
Front Street Japan

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

Intro:
"Welcome to this fabulous JMD contest… “

"AND NOW! Making her 24th appearance in the ring, the former Playmate of the Year. Please welcome the Portland, Oregon native, standing 5 foot 3, weighing in at 110 pounds, SARA JEANNNN UNNNNDERWOOD!!"

Outfits:
With Victoria Justice having done her part in softening her leg of the Katic-Gauntlet, it was now Sara Jean Underwood’s turn. Due to the creativity of the scheduling, Yoko Matsugane was actually the first fighter Katic would meet later this evening. In theory, Matsugane was the only fighter Katic would face with a decided advantage; especially if Underwood could take care of business and sufficiently bury her. However, taking care of seemingly routine business had not exactly been the blonde’s strong-suit; as she’d fallen to two fighters (Chriqui, Pinder) with a combined 6-26 record in her last two bouts. Statistically, Matsugane and her 3-10 FCBA record was actually a step UP in competition, but it’s unlikely the CWF viewed it that way.

The former Playmate’s petite, yet shapely frame was tightly twined in a thin, sheer mesh bikini that bit into her bronzed skin; her playful, shoulder-length locks twirling and bouncing with every stride down the ramp. Underwood shamelessly overflowed out the top and bottom of the thin-banded tube top fastened around her heaving C-cups; her curvy hips and plump cheeks devouring the string thong bottoms that flossed between her thighs.

Yoko Matsugane barely made it down the ramp without sloshing out of her outfit; a pearl white, spandex slingshot monokini that was tight enough to fasten her massive F-cups to her chest for the time being. Matsugane effortlessly embarrassed the well-endowed blonde; adding to the outpouring of support she received from the hometown crowd in this incredibly busty affair.

Round 1:
It wasn’t a total catastrophe, but once again Sara came out uninspired and unable to assert her will over a theoretically lesser opponent. Buoyed by some rare patriotism from a home crowd, Matsugane made sure her own presence was equally felt; flattening the Playmate’s comparatively modest C-cups after a robust bell-ringing right left Underwood somewhat dizzied. Sara clawed her way back to level with a workman-like bit of belly work in the final minute, but Matsugane once again leapt ahead with a rack attack that left Sara gasping for air and hugging her pulsing breasts against the ropes. Matsugane’s catty surge late steals a back and forth opener, 10-9.

Round 2:
After an extremely uncharacteristic tongue-lashing from the usually docile McElhone, the fire beneath Underwood’s ass was finally lit. The platinum-blonde might’ve been fighting three inches uphill, but with her powerful, curvy base, Sara Jean skipped right up to the taller brunette and cut her down to a more manageable size with a single scything roundhouse hook through the ribs. Matsugane bleated a shrill yelp and tried to scamper away, but Underwood snared the model’s hip and tugged her into a thumping pair of overhands to the clavicles and sternum.

Matsugane floundered into the ropes hunched to her side, wailing as Sara planted her thick hip against the brunette’s teetering frame and cranked blind hooks into her tummy. In-and-out before the official could even issue a reprimand, Underwood yanked the slouching brunette halfway up by the shoulder and motor-boated Matsugane between her sweaty orbs; ending with a blustery face-wash that stunned and confounded the cornered model. Slinging Yoko up to full height with another hip-check, Underwood relentlessly doubled her right back over with a gut-busting uppercut; polishing her hanging rack with a second, third and fourth rabbit punch as she touched her toes against the ropes. Matsugane pinched and pried her way through Underwood; fed another handful of hammers to her tender midsection before finally squirting free in the last few seconds of the round. That’s more like it from Sara Jean; 10-8 Underwood in the second.

Round 3:
Rinse and repeat for Underwood in the third, as she doesn’t skip a beat before dragging Matsugane right back into the mud and putting her through the same hellish cycle. Underwood might be damningly inconsistent, but Yoko is proving to be far too willing a target for the spunky blonde. Sara takes the third by the same score, 10-8.

Round 4:
After back-to-back rounds with Matsugane effectively being dragged behind the blonde speedboat; Sara looked to continue her surge and pilot her way to victory. With Underwood given complimentary access to Matsugane’s rack over the last two rounds at the cost of protecting her chin, Matsugane finally caught on and started to favor her midsection when defending Sara’s attack. Still, Underwood managed to twist a handful of probing rights through her forearms; jiggling Yoko’s titanic pair and testing the structural integrity of her slingshot monokini as the two waltzed toward the ropes. Much like the rest of the crowd, the Portland-native was singularly-focused on Matsugane’s swelling orbs; repeatedly winding up for unwieldy, lead-footed overhands seemingly aimed at deflating them. Matsugane slid to her heels as a third consecutive drummed against her forearm; the reverberating impact causing her entire upper half to rock backwards. Sara shuffled sideways and postured for a straight to follow; cocking it above her shoulder just as Yoko sliced a stinging left through her chin.

Underwood’s neck snapped sideways before lulling back into place; vacantly blubbering as a pointed uppercut pierced the underside of her jaw. A third in the splintery combination cleaved her chest, thumping her back; paralyzed in-place as a heart-stopping left hook smashed through her rack and mushroomed one of her teardropping C-cups flat to her sternum. Underwood’s knees buckled and pinched inward; her mouth falling open as she crashed into the ropes at her side. The blonde just managing to hook the top rope with her elbow, Matsugane daintily followed on her tippy toes; craning high to spike a vicious overhand through the clouds and club the blonde’s sweat-matted temple. Underwood gutturally mewled and folded like a lawn chair; spitting her mouthpiece to the canvas as she crumpled in a fleshy heap at the brunette’s feet.

1… 2… Underwood’s puddled limbs slowly unraveled as she floundered to her backside; her eyes glued shut as she convulsed and shook. The blonde’s crunching belly spasmed with sharp pants as the official began his count, completely lifeless as Matsugane erupted with joyous squeals above her.

SHE’S OUT!!! IT’S OVER!

"And your winner, by KO in Round 4, YOKOOO MATSUGANNNNEEEEE!!!!"

Post Fight:
Yoko straddled the twitching blonde and victoriously thrust her hands skyward; basking in the deafening outpouring of adulation from the pro-Japanese contingent. Underwood’s curvy abdomen deflated against the canvas as Matsugane took a lumbering seat atop her navel; flinging the blonde’s limp arms high above her head before peeling her the rest of the way out of her belted tube top. The Playmate’s sweat-drenched C-cups sloshed free as she was roughly groped and stripped topless; whimpering as Matsugane slapped her rosy cheek a few times to bring her around.

With her eyes scanning the lusting crowd, Matsugane extended a single arm and held her thumb horizontal to the ground; gauging the roar of the crowd as though she were an emperor in a Roman amphitheatre. Their roar diminished as she pointed her thumb toward the sky; louder as she tipped it toward the ground. With a wry smile from the satisfied empress and a squeal of protest from Sara Jean, Yoko balled Underwood’s top and thrust it down her throat; ball-gagging the blonde to collar her whimpering. Sara’s head shook before the brunette’s eclipsing F-cups lowered over her face; drowning the blonde in flesh. Underwood’s heels stamped desperately against the canvas as Yoko gripped her wrists and stapled her jellied arms to the mat; wringing the blonde deeper with a shimmy of her mighty rack. Sara’s thighs quaked as her pedaling quickly tired; her legs eventually sliding flat to the mat, spread-eagled into the splits. The blonde’s torso rocked with a final desperate heave, swelling with a sputtering breath before sinking beneath Matsugane’s suffocating weight.