Before: First photo op, grinning Camila standing right in front of Jessica, draws thumb across her own throat; Lowndes gives with a healthy shove; Mendes back with a slapping overhand right to forehead: tops are torn, hair is pulled, bodies are punched from there as pre-fight devolves into chaos. "When Sophie stopped Jessica to the rack, you better believe I was on my phone to my management team right then, pounding the table for the tiara, 'cause I wanted to be the first to cash in!"

Jessica frowning prettily, knows she needs to change the conversation. “I had one bad night in the office: one. I already bounced back against Dove, and you can be damn sure I'm not gonna lose two title fights in a row. Cami is gonna get the butt-beating of a lifetime in this fight, and if ANYONE'S going jug, it'll be me, big time, on her!" Mendes up out of her seat hot; security steps in before scowling little top-tuggers can get to hockey-fighting.

Ringpost-in-sand setup. Neither fighter wearing a robe on entrance. Jessica enters in a white bandeau, matching gloves, hair up in a high bun. Camila enters with the Princess of the Beach sash and tiara over a green-and-pink pattern triangle-cut bikini, black gloves, hair up in a battle bun. Both fighters barefoot in the sand

R1: Camila shoots in, wrapping up ‘round the waist, driving action to ropes. Squirming: Jessica baring teeth as she's pushing down on Mendes’ forearms; Princess driving left shoulder into Lowndes’ tits, wriggling and pushing. Cami patiently working to place thick right hands to tummy - at first one at a time in amongst the pushing/clinching - but gradually busier as Jessica sits in ropes to slug. Mendes now propping with left shoulder or chickenwinged elbow; nudging, then hooking Lowndes as well as shoving her righty. Small mitts spanking off Jessica’s torso: she's grumpy, snatching back in swift flurries while slouching on cables. Thumping work evolves into chugging beatdown: Mendes’ weight forward, head lowered, shoulders rotating as fists hup-hup-hup into lungs/tummy/tits. Bell: Lowndes open-mouthed, Cami bright eyed & delighted. Mendes turns for her corner, takes a couple of steps, stops, plants her legs with her back to the Lowndes corner...AND GIVES A BOOTY SHAKE! Camila vibrating her legs, setting her backside a-ringing as her gloves drop to her knees and she glances back over left shoulder - she's twerking at Team Jessi and the challenger's livid! Large Team Cami contingent starts stamping out a BAM...BAMBAM...BAM...BAMBAM rhythm, egging Princess on. Ref takes a hand - fight delayed as Mendes is given a stern warning for taunting.

R2: Jessica fading Camila's charge, fits a slick little hook, sidestepping left as Princess wobbles on receipt. Lowndes quickly turning right flank and attacking: flurry of punches drives Mendes sideways, scattering her. Jess nips hook to trunks - just to bunch Camila up - then works the flanks, bouncing lefts and rights off hips/back as Mendes stoops forward. Cami trudging forward: Jessica's triggering on her, then moving, keeping the fight midring. Bell: SUCH a look Lowndes gives Mendes in passing - just a dark-eyed little scowl en route to corner.

R3: Lowndes fades Camila's charge, fits her for the counterhook, sidesteps left as Princess staggers past chin-checked and woozy. Jessica curls in from the right flank, spritzing punches: Cami tattooed to ropes, flurried into compliance. Mendes’ left arm up across her face; right across her body; butt in ropes. Lowndes tip-tap-tip straight left/rights up the middle, setting up wider, heavier lefts or chopping little rights. Jess working upstairs and down - switching torso side to side as she carves the punches in. Camila roundly thrashed: she's not comfortable or effective against the ropes - sturdy little legs are put to the test through 3.

R4: Camila rallies. Clockwise movement, closed stance; left at her hip, right at chest...she's roaming, touching out the jab, coaxing Jessica into gaps where combos can rake and vex her. Mendes’ hook scoring to chin and tummy: tight, cuffing swats with bite. Right hand darting to chin: Lowndes blinking in wonder, mouth open when smote. Jess forward throughout, both willful little beauties willing to take a pasting for the chance to maintain pressure.

R5: Camila shoots in, wraps up waist, drives fight to ropes again: brunette smothering brunette in a swing-reverse battle along the strands, packing each other’s tummy full of right hands in squirming, sloppy action. Punch n' clutch gives way to steady chugging assault: Mendes fighting off Lowndes’ chest, punching breath from lungs. It's all too much: Jessica soaking punches from collar bone to navel...she wilts to one knee, gasping. Crowd erupts, Cami beaming, struts away hands high as shaken challenger takes her 8. Mendes right back on ASAP: carrying a right hand into Lowndes’ breadbasket; hooking her mouth tidy; scolding her breasts a wiping right; clipping her chin a stubby left uppercut. It's all Camila straining forward, getting off and loving it; Jessica compressed against ropes, sponging and hating it. Pumping right hands under left breast have Lowndes in a bad way: she's startled by a left hook to chin - her eyes closed, eyebrows high, mouth wide open; she never sees the right hand to her forehead that shunts her to her left, tis hanging out of the ring, before dropping to all fours just after the bell.

R6: Jessica panting, frazzled, but determined: she rallies off her stool, initiating toe-to-toe midring. Shoulder to shoulder, Lowndes shrugs in the harm: little right uppercut neat to chin; snatching left hook tart to liver; little left shoulder bump, pivot-left around it. Mendes ducks, stays close - her left shoulder in Jess's tummy even as challenger's scoring up top. Mouth-on-shoulder action midring as both fighters rely on tidy short-shrug combos - swiping, swatting, cuffing. Camila wobbling off her stance at times, otherwise both fighters works pocket-boxing to perfection. Bell: nipping left hook swipes Mendes’ trunks, bunching her up as Lowndes stalks past.

R7: Camila hops in off her jab, set up on Jessica's chest: furious chugging frenzy of hup-hup slugging again develops on the inside. Girls rubbing away forehead-on-forehead, sampling each other's breadbaskets and breasts - muted sheepskin gloves thump-skidding away on sleek little chassis. Both women obviously happy in their work, Mendes clubbing cheeks and temples, working Lowndes’ body, backing her up: challenger still effective inside, but simply unable to hold sand against uber-aggressive Cami this round.

R8: Jessica nibbling at Camila's tits a swift double-jab while rotating clockwise. Mendes undaunted, nibbling Lowndes’ nuggets with her own frisky poke - left hand sorting out challenger's top and CAMI GETS HURT! Mendes just doing some routine jabbing when a whistling right hand kisses in and down off her chin - toggling her noggin - picking her back foot up off sand, then planting it down awkwardly as she stutter-steps on the spot. Sweeping left hook kisses Camila's left cheek, Princess stunned and groggy, drifting to her right. SMASHING RIGHT HAND, JESSICA LOWNDES! Lowndes looping a vicious right over Mendes’ low left - crashing punch swivels Princess’ head - stiffens her legs - drops her to her back with a crash. Cami all stretched out - hands slightly above head in repose - face pinched in KO'd daze...that's it for Mendes as Lowndes twirls around, drawing thumbs across her throat, and acting the tyrant in general. It’s a KO8 for the winner and NEW Princess of the Beach JESSICA LOWNDES!

After: Jessica can’t wait to get out of her gloves, reefing and tugging her arms as trainer pulls on mitts--she hustles over to a shaken Camila only just getting to her feet. Mendes groggily pushing and slapping at Lowndes’ reaching arms, gets hounded through ropes, she’s too hurt o resist Jessica for long as gets behind, relieves her of her top, which joins the other six that have been thrown into the surf today, before muscling Cami’s face into the deep cleft between Lowndes’ pulsing puppies. Upon establishing the seal, Jessi squeals in triumph, left arm strong behind Mendes’ head, cupping the right bicep while the right hand palms the top of damp skull. Lowndes in her full glory, pulling the bundle of curvy brunettes to a seat in the sand, shaking her prey vigorously side to side, letting her jugs do the hard work of using Cami up. Mendes hands reach up behind to pull at shoulders, then hug up around Jessica’s lower back, growing visibly weaker with every passing moment. Finally, Lowndes feeling it, knows that Camila’s gone out--she leans back, gets to all fours, so that Mendes’ cheek has to roll off of her sandy butt as she faceplants into the sand. The new Princess gets to her feet, accepting the tiara and sash, then stepping away without glancing back, lifting her hands to strut, acknowledging the crowd she’s just taken out one of the very best beach fighters to FINALLY break the O&E monopoly on beach fighting’s top prize!