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10 June 2023 Stana Katic vs Kelly Brook

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CWF COUGAR SHOWCASE # 1

Posted by Celebrity Wrestling Federation on 9 June 2023 at 9:02 pm

Tale of the Tape (Jaguar Title):

Stana Katic (28-6-0, 28 KO)
5'9, 45 years old
Celebrity Wrestling Federation
Jaguar Title Holder

vs.

Kelly Brook (53-77-5, 42 KO)
5'8, 43 years old
This Is Glamour

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

Intro:
"AND NOW! Making her 35th appearance in the ring, fighting under the Celebrity Wrestling Federation flag. Please welcome the Hamilton, Ontario native, standing 5 foot 9, weighing in at 125 pounds, THE CURRENT JAGUAR TITLE HOLDER, STANAAAAA KAAAAAATIC!!”

Outfits:
Capping off the Jaguar Showcase and hoping for a Celebrity Wrestling Federation sweep was the reigning Jaguar Title Holder, Stana Katic. After extending her stellar, career-best streak to eight straight victories by storming back on a near-indelible Joanna Krupa, Katic was on to her third Title Defense against a true legend of the FCBA. Despite being on the down-slope of her illustrious career, Brook was still highly decorated. Her trophy case housed two Lightweight Titles, a Queen of the Ice Hotel Title with 4 successful defenses, a BBU JMDD Title with 3 successful defenses, and a BBU Welterweight Title. After an unexpected, but very loud win against Kate Beckinsale at FNL: Gold Rush, Kelly Brook found herself courted by the CWF to headline the event against their premier fighter.

Katic's lithe, statuesque frame glistened under the heat of the overhead spotlights as she slid out of her satin robe and revealed every taut, delicate curve of her bronzed skin. Each athletic twist and shimmy of her upper half caused her modest bosom to swell, her teardropping B-cups mushrooming out the top and bottom of the thin-banded tube top belted around her sternum. Katic craned her long stems and dipped into a lewd crouching split, limbering in her corner to some last minute instruction from her corner. Her pale-pink string thong was devoured by folds of flesh, finally rising and rearranging the twined, biting string bottoms by hiking them high up her hips. Ending her corner show, the brunette arched her rib cage and pressed to her tippy toes against the ropes, throwing her tightly-braided pony tail over her shoulder before pumping her gloved fists together.

Having fully embraced and even accentuated her stunning curves as she hit her 40’s, Brook still possessed the measurables to be an absolute menace at Lightweight. The buxom model still hit like a truck, and added plenty of weight to bully around some of the slimmer ladies stuck in her division. The delicate, gangly Katic was undoubtedly ripe to be one of them; as Brook’s mammoth, overflowing H-cups mushroomed and enveloped the Canadian’s subtle, teardropping pair as they pressed chest-to-chest. Katic winced and forced an exhale as she was bumped to her heels, snarling as a grin leaked across Kelly’s glossy lips. The Brit was practically spilling out of a sheer, black lace bra; her plump thighs split by a cheeky, high-waisted thong that inched up to just below her belly button.

Round 1:
Not at all surprising, but it’s the Champ who goes to the whip early; dog-walking Brook halfway across the ring before the Brit can even pull herself out of the gate. Kelly sweeps a menacing cross over Stana’s shoulder, but the brunette manages to duck the turnstile and pump two sharp uppercuts into the challenger’s plump belly. Kelly revs her engines again, but finds all elbows; her pre-fight confidence plummeting as Katic shunts the ineffective jab and explodes with a hair-trigger tornado of rights that button up Brook’s left side, blasting her into the ropes. Having stepped in immediate quicksand, Kelly swings for the fences; vaulting an overhand a mile into orbit and missing Katic’s skull by a near foot. The Champ is the Champ for a reason; striding through the brunette’s wake and pistoning one, two, three, four alternating cross-hooks into her vulnerable underbelly, chugging Kelly back with each rising trigger pull. The Brit shudders as she pulls Katic into a bully clinch, leaning on the slender brunette with her ample weight and ragdolling Stana with her into the corner. It’s a successful stall job from Brook to outlast the round, but Katic easily takes the first while showing her colors in the process. 10-8 Katic.

Round 2:
While Louise and Keibler had made short work of their meals in the undercard, Brook was determined to prove that the scheduling wasn’t as one-sided as it appeared so far. Something lit a fire under the Brit, as she stormed Katic’s corner just seconds after the bell rang. Katic artfully twisted and chicken-winged through a barrage of hellfire missiles; deflecting and repelling one, two, three raucous overhands directed toward her shoulders and forehead before a rotary left snuck through her elbows and gashed her forehead just above the eye. The stunned brunette blubbered and drunkenly wandered into the ropes, rebounding to more pressure as Brook wrenched fists through her walls; gouging out a hole in her navel before lifting a tunneling uppercut through their bodies and detonating against the underside of Katic’s chin. The antennas were suddenly up in Katic’s corner as Brook poured it on in waves; lashing clubbing hooks into Stana’s rack, dribbling her off the ropes, snapping sharp jabs into her chin. It was all Katic could do to survive, the pressure finally alleviating as Brook gassed herself out and allowed the Champ to escape across the ring to lick her wounds. A shocking 10-8 rebuttal from Brook.

Round 3/4:
After an exhilarating seesaw through the first two rounds, it looks like the CWF struck gold in digging up this former Champ to push their flagship fighter. Brook was game to put on a show, proving her win over Kate Beckinsale was anything but a fluke as she stacked another strong round on top of her second. Typically afforded a great deal of positional control due to her reach over most, Katic struggled to hang on to her leash thanks to Brook’s stark weight advantage. The Canadian simply couldn’t muster the strength to knock Brook to her heels. Katic continued to dive into her body shots, putting more than she could afford behind them until finally Kelly caught on; taking the reigns and slinging the diminutive brunette into the corner after an off-balance whiff. Now it was Katic’s midsection that was punished; crunching around a feeding frenzy of uppercuts and sidewinders from Brook until the whimpering Canadian pirouette and turned-tail. It was a bad look from the Champ, but she’d pay that price to save it on the scorecard. A more composed effort from Katic in the fourth round leveled the fight off; with the two trading 10-9 wins in the third and fourth respectively.

Round 5:
Katic had made her living by becoming a succubus of midsections; draining the breath and will of her opponents by taking the body with an insatiability that eventually wore them down despite lacking overwhelming power. Against trimmer opponents, Katic was vampiric; seemingly drawing energy from their agony as she tore through their abdomens round-by-round. However, Brook’s voluptuous curves provided her a perfect foil to Katic’s tactics; and as the rounds wore on Katic began to grasp at straws as her blueprint failed her. Having felt Katic’s power for four rounds and knowing she couldn’t cut deep enough to damage her, the boorish Brit bowled through Stana’s fluttering flurry to start the fifth; bucking through a trio of hooks to the hips from Katic and responding with an unbridled overhand to the sternum. Katic’s delicate frame shook with tremors from her shoulders to her heels, her jaw falling open, lips quivering as Brook’s wild strike thumped square against her swelling chest cavity. Katic twisted and floundered as Kelly strode forward and dressed her down, slinging meaty hooks and uppercuts into her ribs, hip, tits; a final straight left snapping against her lips and sending her sprawling against the post. Katic grunt as she sagged against the ropes, trying to skirt past incoming traffic only to be hip-checked back into the ropes by the shapely model.

Katic’s taut torso awkwardly arched and bowed as Brook planted her hip against the gentle concave of her pelvis, pancaking the wilting brunette against the corner post. The two squirmed in a full-body embrace as Kelly dug her trench deeper, pinning her shoulder beneath the actress’ armpit to disarm her dangerous right hand, lifting it above her head and out of play.

“GGGGGOOOHHLL… FFGGGGGUUUUGGHH… HNNNGGGGOOHH…” Katic throatily mewled; her tight, flexing abdomen brutally cleaved by a thumping trio of underhooks from Brook. Kelly twisted another diagonally, ripping into Katic’s sideboob; her tits quaking with breathless spasms before the fleshy crack of a trailing rib shot drowned out her exasperated whimpers. The Champ desperately pawed and groped up and down Kelly’s attacking side, fumbling away a slippery clinch before Brook sliced a rounded hook across her chin. Katic squelched as her knees buckled inward, slouching in Kelly’s grip for a split second before stilting back to full height. The brunette’s hazel bulbs were glazed and smeared with mascara as she peered despondently toward her corner, grimacing as Brook continued to drum unrelenting uppercuts into her spasming navel. With the clock as her ally, Katic ducked a buzzer-beating right hand from the Brit before slouching forward, her chin dangling just inches from the inviting caverns of Brook’s cleavage. Rather than sullying the dominance of her round with a Breast Smother infraction, Brook gleamed as she grabbed the top rope on either side of Katic and bowed backwards; sling-shotting herself forward and slamming her titanic tits into the Canadian’s hanging jaw. Katic wailed as she was trampolined into the post, her head snapping back as she gracelessly spilled to her haunches. Stana slid to an unceremonious seat as Brook was pried off her, her twisted features flushed with embarrassment as she wiped the smear of sweat from her cheek. Brook stuns the Champ with the most lopsided round she’s endured since earning the belt, 10-0 shutout.

Round 6:
Katic’s belly was still spasming with exasperated pants as she was forced to wade right back into the deep end; throwing a looping left that snapped against the Brit’s temple before she was bearishly scooped up and paced into the ropes. Katic throatily whimpered as she tiptoed along the outskirts, tugging to break free of Brook’s clinch before the model pumped a paw into the fragile curve just below her ribs. Katic wailed as she recoiled, her spine arching against the tight spring of the ropes before she skated left and dug a pair of uppercuts into Brook’s liver. The Brit finally relented, if only a few inches; windedly huffing as her jaw fell open to bare her mouthpiece. Kelly shuffled after Katic, coiling a heavy right overhand before the Canadian flung a tenderizing hook into the bottom of Brook’s rack; lifting one of her heaving orbs free from its cup. The crowd rose as Kelly shrilly squealed, swaddling her chest with one arm and cocking another; just to have a stiff left poured down her throat. The Brit wobbled, stamping on her heels before gulping down the chaser; a hellacious overhand right that nearly caved in her temple. Brook’s skull bobbled on her shoulders as a mist of sweat erupted, her arms stiffening at her sides before she tipped backwards; splashing to the mats with a guttural squelch.

1… 2… 3… 4… Kelly unraveled to her backside, an arm clumsily tangled up in the bottom rope as her long, painted lashes fluttered toward the lights like a moth to flame.

5… 6… 7… Katic was depleted to the point she took a knee at Brook’s side, rapping against the canvas with each boisterous call from the official. Brook rolled her shoulders to straighten up, murmuring before lulling flat to her back; staring blankly up at the ceiling.

8… 9… 10!!

"And your winner, by KO in Round 6, AND STIIIIILLLLLLLLLL… THE JAGUAR TITLE HOLDER, STANNNAAAAA KAAAATTIC!!!!”