BEFORE: Both fighters approach each other warily, as it’s not always that the two of them get to take on somebody the same height - 5’10’ - but the fans are eager to see a match where the two might be evenly matched here tonight!

Kate grins, “You want to know what I think about Elyse? I don’t. She’s not in my league and she knows it. Elyse has been in a few things that I’ve seen over the years, like Orphan Black but the thing that might apply the best today would be Ready or Not. Because, as we all know, she’s not f*cking ready.”

“Kate has been in this league for a while now and she’s definitely a big deal.” Elyse says with a smile, “But do you know what’s been her kryptonite? Tall, fitter chicks like me where she can’t bully us around. Look at girls like Blake Lively, Taylor Swift or Kendall Jenner who can outlast her because we’ve got the stamina and body to stand up to her. She’s all jug and once you take that away from her, she’s got nothing left. That’s why I’m going to win.”

Kate surging across the ring at hearing some of her other rivals brought up and at Elyse’s comments, aiming a brutal slap across Elyse’s face as she snarled, but Elyse ducking out of range. The ref coming in to keep them apart as the two welterweights are moving towards one another, eyes blazing. Kate in a golden bikini with matching gloves and hair in a fighting ponytail, with Elyse in a hunter green bikini with matching gloves and hair loose around her face as they contrast well. The ref able to body them towards opposing corners as he is able to ring the bell to signal the start of ten rounds of welterweight action…

R1: Here in the first, it’s a study in contrast. Levesque bouncing on her toes, changing directions, hands down at her waist as she feints Kate, jabs rangy at her, looks to spike her quick-chopping rights off batting hooks. Upton more compact, more flat footed, stalking: right hand at her cheek, left up and probing jabs off the shoulder - she knows she can't match Elyse's reflexes so she's keeping a textbook guard in place. Elyse circling in either direction, nibbling, nibbling, then occasionally drilling rights: Upton cutting off the ring, jabbing at Elyse's chest to find her, looking to sneak her own short right hand through to chin. Highlights for Elyse: bouncing on front (left) foot, left hand raised, knocking jabs against Kate's skull while pivoting clockwise; pesky one-twos spanking brightly against Upton' bulging breasts. Highlights for Upton: several thudding lefts and rights tossed against Elyse's ribs and middle as Levesque is holding Kate's head down.

R2: Midway through, Elyse hop-pivoting to her left, hands low: Upton times a perfect lunge, driving a right hand hard through chin, swiveling Levesque's head and PUTTING Elyse to the corner. BEATDOWN! Upton pouncing, pulverizing Levesque with a softening barrage of lefts and rights against the ribcage, then getting all big-girl on her rival. Upton pushing into Levesque, stacking her up, making her feel weight, then clouting her a close-in right to jaw, or leaning onto right (back) foot to pull bashing hook across. Body and head, body and head - Upton crisp, bumping and mauling as she takes the round wind. Upton sneering in contempt, cheeks rosy red with effort as ref pushes her back.

R3: Kate eating Elyse up a little this round. Good stubby jab disrupting Levesque' rhythm - Upton doing a nice job of jabbing-with her sinewy foe. Upton able to half the ring, then quarter it, hounding Levesque effectively - British vixen looking to land with vigor amidships. Elyse's ribs taking quite the pasting as she pulls down on Upton' head or sidesteps her: Kate getting closer and closer with that sneaky short right as Levesque pulls back from a few cudgeling blasts late the round.

R4: Elyse showing her compact handspeed: she slips inside the Upton jab, hooks Kate's ribs, hooks Kate’s chin - blonde stumbles wide-eyed to ropes with Elyse a-pouncing. Levesque establishing firmly to her foe's breadbasket and ribs now - Elyse able to get to Upton's chest, then bully her ropeside: Upton constantly buffeted and bashed about her brawny this round. Kate against the ropes usually looks to clinch: either pulling Elyse’s head down, or tying up head-and-arm. Down the stretch, Elyse wheeling away, leans back from a whistling Upton right: Kate steps her back (right) foot forward with the punch, unleashes a left cross from southpaw stance CLOUTING KATE HARD and sending her spilling to the canvas. Kate caught and dropped as she was moving straight back - Elyse forcing hard eye contact as Kate props up on elbows, shaking her shell-shocked head in wonder.

R5: Levesque frowning, very serious: she cracks Upton a slick lead right hand, batting hook up top to send a defiant message seconds in. Elastic, whippy delivery: there's sting on Elyse's punches, even if she's not heavy handed. Bopping footwork - in, out, all around - Levesque' springy legs proving resilient after a dreadful dose of Kate bodywork last round. Upton scowling, bobbing and weaving, keeping her hands up - but she's getting pelted and poked while trying to encroach. Elyse never stops moving - not a lot on the punches, but it's all very sinewy and eye-catching: Levesque very, very impressive this round.

R6: More Elyse pursuit, heavy hands as Upton continues to wilt. Kate occasionally snapping the odd picturesque hook off Elyse's flank, or darting a nimble one-two at her foe's face - but Elyse simply refusing to be mesmerized. Elyse the slower vixen, but making up for it with a well-timed, disruptive jab; constant pressure, and; beef at the ropes as Kate is bodied-down. Elyse rough with her head in close, muscular with her shoulders - she's constantly pushing and pawing at Upton when not slamming away to that brawny torso. Workmanlike points piling for Elyse: Kate mouthbreathing at the bell, disheveled, looking frazzled through 6.

R7: Now it’s Upton suffocating Elyse, refusing to let Levesque fight her fight. Levesque hounded to ropes and pinned down bell to bell: she droops forward behind her mitts, absorbing body blows, then leans back ashen-faced, trying to slip the incoming. Elyse tying up Kate's arms or head: Upton just putting her belly on tanned blonde, jamming punches in even when clinched. Upton really able to square away at times and rip her shots to Elyse's body: wince-making spank coming off that golden-brown blonde torso as Kate hammers out more points.

R8: Last round doing the work as Elyse appears terribly exhausted, legs trembling but refusing to go down easily. The two of them trading shots in a phone booth - refusing to back down for the first two minutes - just spanking shots off of one another’s glistening bodies with relentless abandon. Late in the third, however, it’s Elyse who is backing away hurt from Upton' jab when Kate leans in, chases her down with a well-timed right cross. Head-swivel Elyse - feet stay put at her upper body continues to hurtle backward - she CRASHES to canvas all arms and legs, stretching out pretty on her back at Upton's feet. It's SO over: KO8 Kate Upton.

AFTER: Kate standing over her foe as she looks down at her for a moment, then waves her hand dismissively as she looks over to the fans and snaps her fingers for a microphone, which she promptly receives.
Kate licks her lips as she speaks clearly, “Trust me, Elyse, you kept talking about kryptonite, which you clearly FAIL to possess but you must think that I’m Supergirl. So, Kylie and I watched a lot of wrestling tape to prepare for her match with Saraya and this is a little move I picked up from there. Up, up and away, b*tch!”

Kate goes to spin around, bouncing over to one of the turnbuckles as she climbs up atop the turnbuckle. Moving towards the top turnbuckle as she takes a moment to then turn around, going to look down from the very top. Towering over Elyse as she goes to stand herself up to her full height, looking like a glistening Goddess as she extends her hands and then with a little wag of her booty, she leaps off the turnbuckle. Coming down hard as she goes to splash down in a brutal SPLASH to crash all of her body weight, with pure gravity and momentum added to it for a truly colossal collision as the entire ring shakes with the impact!!!

Landing atop Elyse’s body with a THUD as Levesque’s defeated body jerks underneath it in breathless shock, spasming as she has all of the air driven from her body. Almost dry-heaving as she jackknifes into the air, clutching her abs as Elyse tries to catch her breathe, but that’s something Kate has NO intention of letting happen. Kate goes to slide to her knees next to her as she goes to catch Elyse with her brawny biceps sliding around her head, pulling her in deep for a smother.
Elyse’s face are engulfed by the proud jugs of Kate Upton, squeezing her in tight as she purrs confidently into Levesque’s ear as she thrashes for any oxygen, “Elyse, I don’t have kryptonite and if I did, it certainly isn’t going to be you. You’re just trash that’s made her way into OUR house and now, I’m taking you out. You’re SO f*cking done.” as Kate flexes her forearms in another squeeze. Elyse didn’t have any air after that top-rope splash and any that remained quickly disappeared into Kate’s cleavage as she smothered her foe out.