Demi Rose vs Princess of the Beach Camila Mendes

Before: “Well, here we are again.” Demi says. “I can’t say I’m used to being on this side of the podium in a beach bout, but nobody can say I don’t deserve to be here. And nobody can say Camila has been anything but a spectacular Princess of the Beach. She’s earned every day with the tiara and sash, and it will be a privilege to win it back from her!”

“Not going to lie, Demi and I are both focused on next month,” Camila continues, “but we’re not going to be anything but our best on the sand! It’s just like last time: I’m going to hit her, and she’s going to hit me, and we’ll see what happens.”

Ringposts-in-sand setup. Both fighters disdaining a robe for their entrance. Demi comes in first in a blue demicup and matching thong, white gloves, hair loose and down her back. Camila entering in a pink&white floral bikini, black gloves, hair back in a battle bun. Both fighters barefoot in the sand

R1: Camila shows cool professional form early - right stacked atop left at her body; left shoulder pointed forward; weight distributed evenly between widespread feet: she can jump either way. Demi dukes up/elbows in/chin tucked/eyes serious as she steps-to, looking to chop overhand rights. Left jabs from Mendes chip-chip - scuffing jug and midsection as she stoops into delivery; pivots right. Rose’s right hands coming up short due to Cami's counter-clockwise rotation: challenger adjusts, locating pate with stiff left hands. Whippy right hand Camila, clobbers across Demi-jug. Pumping hup-hup receipt from Rose digs at Mendes’ belly. Good brisk stuff - girls intense, eyes blazing, legs springy as they circle round, taking turns getting off. Demi separates late - stepping in head-lowered to pump right/left/right/left like a good li'l digger - beating Cami grumpy/scowly at ropes.

R2: Demi pouring in, really feeling her oats - all she wants to do is get close, get off hup-hup to body, then clean up from there. Camila gradually imposing order on the riot: chippy jab/hook combinations in close; agile clockwise pivots around that lead left shoulder as she ducks her head...slowly she's making Rose miss, then cashing in. Mendes showing class - reversing direction to pivot-right and catch Demi short, pokey right hands, punishing British face this round, takes her first points.

R3: Camila shows her cutes midring - chip-chipping the jab as Demi's coming in; little right uppercut in close/quick-cuffing left hook, then pivoting-left, skirting challenger's right flank. Rose turning in earmuff, not getting off: Mendes being quick, being first - electing to get touches and suppress her aggressive foe rather than setting down to hurt her. Does the trick, Cami able to encircle Demi, keep her under wraps, do some nibbling, challenger just unable to renegotiate as Princess finds her groove.

R4: Camila chip-chipping that jab, worrying Demi's breasts, then pivoting left around a tight, palm-down left hook up top. Rose pivoting-with, stepping in strong off her left with a plowing right to Mendes’ gut, then quick-hooking up top to get the left on chin. CAMILA GOES DOWN! Tuff right in the gut/quick left hand does the trick, Mendes’ knees lock up and she's on her rump in a flustered puddle! Cami up wobbly-butt, blinking and hurt for her 8: ON COMES DEMI! Rose gets her head on Mendes’ chest; fists a-pumpin' to breadbasket hup-hup-hup...little gold-clad beauty just stuffing leather into Camila chugging two-handed barrage. Mendes packed into ropes, jerking and shuddering under the assault...she manages to tie up, straining tummy to tummy to reverse position, but Rose proves too sturdy. Ref's break, Demi right back in...MAN she's digging at that tummy, then romping up-torso short, clubbing lefts and rights. Cami on her heels, getting her ass 100% kicked in the second half, just tying up, getting ref's breaks, trying to catch her breath under steady sheets of Rose leather!

R5: Demi took command in the fourth, now she puts hurt on her foe in the fifth. Stiff, straight one-twos occupying Camila up top: while she's covering up, Rose cashing in a biting hook across paunch. Mendes grimacing, backing away, as she does so, Demi leans in to slap-chop her right hand atop Princess’ breasts, just because. Cami banging back in spots - this is no rout - but Rose's hips soak up the sock; forces her prey back, then re-initiates as Mendes comes in off tart one-twos. Masterful stuff from Demi, pushing and digging away on a frustrated Camila.

R6: Grim brutality as fighters close mouth-on-shoulder, start shoving in the harm. Fight stumbles into ropes - girls in constant chugging contact - clever fists cutting and cuffing at trembling tummies; tucking in behind elbows; clipping away uppercuts jugs and chin in close. Fighters tumble along ropes - Demi on top, now Camila, now Demi again...girls just panting and gasping - straining to push or tie up en route to digging mitts into meat. Mendes separates late...entire final minute, she packs Rose into ropes and won't let her reverse...it's all about pushing on the challenger, stacking her up, then clubbing at her. Bell: Cami grinning, jogging back to her corner despite plenty of damage to her own face and chassis; Demi scowling, limping into port with arms hugging her ribcage.

R7: Demi with a rolling start catches Camila in her corner, Princess extending arms/catching punches on her face as Rose jams away straight, jolting, palm-down left/rights in ratatat burst. Mendes covers up face-in-gloves, butt-on-turnbuckle: Demi bends her knees, stamping her palm-down fists against jugs, then tummy in creeping-barrage down-torso. Rose finishes up a pair of fat, whacking left hooks to paunch, feeling her oats, really giving it to Mendes here. Cami collects herself, fighting out of the corner with left uppercuts and short right hands, Demi giving ground, bending at the waist, walking Mendes forward and EATING THE RIGHT HAND! GORGEOUS timing, Camila just triggering her short right - getting her back and buns into it as she bends in and down...fist clips off Demi's chin as she’s throwing her own right, switching off the lights on Rose's bridge. Demi waves-through on her own right hand - forward momentum carrying her past Mendes’ right shoulder, sprawling tummy-down on sand, right arm trapped beneath her...she's 100% knocked out cold before she even noses in! KO7 for the winner and STILL Princess of the Beach, Camila Mendes!

After: Camila pulling off the upset AGAIN! FIVE successful defenses pulls her in front of Upton AND Rose to become the most successful Beach champion in the title’s young history! Mendes approaching Rose’s corner, where the vanquished challenger is toweling sand off her face and breasts, to check up on her stablemate. Demi motioning Cami forward with a degloved hand. Mendes comes closer, and as she does Rose grabs the Queen’s bikini top, drops down onto her knees and plants a huge SMACKING kiss on both of Cami’s breasts! Four-time JMD champion Demi Rose pays it forward, kisses the tits of Camila Mendes in submission! It’s unheard of! Motioning for a mike, Demi belts out “Let’s see Sophie ignore THAT!”