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26 April 2024 Amber Nova vs Paige VanZant

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OFFICIAL FCBA "APRIL ARMAGEDDON" PPV

Posted by Lookout! Boxing on 26 April 2024 at 8:15 pm

Tale of the Tape:

Amber Nova (7-1-0, 7 KO)
5'4, 32 years old
Celebrity Wrestling Federation

vs.

Paige VanZant (7-5-0, 7 KO)
5'4, 30 years old
Global Boxing Syndicate

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

Intro:
“AND NOW! Making her 9th appearance in the ring fighting under the Celebrity Wrestling Federation flag. Please welcome the South Carolina native, standing 5 foot 4, weighing in at 110 pounds, AMBERRRR NOOOOOVA!!”

Amber Nova’s chiseled frame was made for the skimpy CWF attire; her sleek, rippling abdomen tightly strung up in a thin-banded bandeau top that mushroomed her perky B-cups tightly to her sternum. Her slender hips were bit into by a high-waisted string thong that split her plump, bronzed cheeks; dark mascara coating her narrowing eyes as she shadow-boxed down the ramp and into the ring. Adapting her grandiose wrestling entrance into a much more modest display, Nova stretched and limbered as she settled into her corner and swept her long, high pony tail over a shoulder.

VanZant had fully embraced her career change; moving from the octagon to the modeling circuit, as evidenced by her strikingly skimpy attire. Clad in a sheer, matte black micro bikini top and string thong, Paige’s sculpted frame was every bit as jaw-dropping as Nova’s. The former MMA fighter was still remarkably fit; having added a ton of bulk and muscle to her formerly trim figure.

Round 1:
The blonde and redhead were an ideal contrast of figures and personalities to meet in the ring. McElhone had joked before the bout that this deserved to turn into a best-of-3; with professional wrestling and mixed martial arts contests to follow. For now, the two met in the ring most foreign to both of them. Nova had feasted on athletically gifted fighters in her short career; taking down a laundry list of former and current professional wrestlers on her way to an impressive 7-1 mark. After a 4-0 start to her post-MMA career in the FCBA, VanZant had fallen off the pace as of late; dropping four in a row in 2022 before winning her last.

Seeing another trim, professional athlete opposite her seemed to wake something dormant in the former MMA star. Even more than VanZant was a stellar grappler, she was oozing with raw power. Nova backtracked after a seesaw opening minute; her tight abdomen rippling once, TWICE as Paige rifled side-winding hooks into her ribs. A HEAVY left cut across her bust and pushed her into the ropes with a grimace; a right-left-right sawing through her crunching midsection before an uppercut crashed into the bottom of her swaying guard and pushed her deep into the corner. Nova wavers in the face of Paige’s early pressure, but does well not to crack. VanZant narrowly, 10-9.

Round 2/3:
Nova responded much like her namesake implied, with a supernova explosion of athleticism. Amber ducked a heavy, reckless overhand from Paige in the first twenty seconds and the burnout was on; cork-screwing through a scything left-right that caught Paige below the ribs on both sides. A tapered overhand to the heart pulsed the blonde’s chest; gagging as a blinding flurry jellied her knees and sent her staggering across the ring. Ribs, navel, hip, hook-hook, lips, CHIN, TEMPLE; the blonde fluttered as her curvy frame bowed into the ropes. Nova slipped a desperate lasso and cut an uppercut into the bottom of her chin; swatting away a grapple and going navel-underboob-JAW with a right handed hole-punch up VanZant’s torso. The blonde was fumbling after a textbook opener that felt light-years away; finally pulling the slender Nova into a muay thai clinch and locking the redhead up for the last thirty seconds.

The third would be no kinder to the Oregon native; whiffing on a huffing one-two-three strikeout before Nova stamped a blinding right fist into her nose. VanZant flickered and fell to her heels once again; a left from Nova tucked beneath her tear-dropping bust, hook-hook bobbing her skull on her shoulders, SHREDDING right-right tearing through her crunching midsection. The blonde looked like she’d gone three rounds in the octagon; breathing heavily, the spandex material of her micro top clinging to her bust with sweat. Nova continued her humiliating walk-down; Paige’s curvy hips swaying as Amber hooked looping shots off her plump waistline. A left sliced through the cartilage of her ribs, a right rocked her shoulder; clavicles, tits, cheek, chin, RIBS. VanZant wheezed and shoved off Nova with a groping palm to the chest; leaking blood behind her trail as she ran along the outskirts for the last fifteen to find the bell. Nova STUNS the blonde with a domineering pair of rounds, taking both 10-8.

Round 4:
The blonde embraced her inner bully in the fourth; intentionally eating a snappy one-two to the chops in order to entice Nova close enough to completely maul her. The chiseled redhead squealed as she was devoured by the curvy blonde; hulking scoop-hooks carving out Amber’s midsection as Paige bludgeoned her into the corner. Nova gagged as a wheelbarrow left-left-LEFT pierced her gut; drooling her mouthpiece down her chest as Paige shouldered her back up and PISTONED a merciless straight right into her perky rack.

Nova deflated into the corner; an elbow hooking the top rope as VanZant snaked her left hand beneath the wrestler’s armpit and awkwardly hooked her chin from below. Nova stamped her heel as the fishhook was momentarily blinded from the official’s view; obscuring just long enough for Paige to rip a devious side-hook below the belt into Amber’s crotch. Nova throatily exhaled and melted halfway to the ground; pinching her thighs together before squirming out from between Paige and the post and escaping to center ring. Nova barked to the zebra in the last ten seconds, but her pleas went unheard. VanZant takes a bruising fourth and climbs back within a point.

Round 5:
Despite having less than ten fights beneath her belt, Nova responded like a vet; brushing off the missed infraction and emerging from her corner with a palpable calm. VanZant tried to rumble and wrestle, but Amber methodically dissected the blonde’s attack; first ducking a left to rattle a one-two off Paige’s belly, then slipping a clinch to rip an uppercut into her jaw. The blonde hung low as she continued to blindly stalk; sweeping an overhand well short, then missing with another wanting jab-jab.

Nova’s timing and stamina was impeccable; sliding in for a hook to the hip, dipping out, rotating, then CRUNCHING a fadeaway right into VanZant’s ribs. Paige hoarsely bleated as she collapsed to that side; chicken-winging an elbow over her pulsing midsection and sidling away from Amber. Nova pushed at the behest of her corner; weaving through a defensive tap-tap-cross from Paige and vaulting through a right that CRASHED against the blonde’s temple. Paige pulled away wide-eyed, her arms falling away as she chomped down harder on her gum-shield; heels dragging as she clumsily floundered sideways. Nova swept a left across her chin, then a right, THEN A STIFF LEFT. The blonde swallowed Nova’s stumpy overhand with no chaser; her hands falling to her sides as her upper half went completely limp and teetered straight back. Her lower stems stiffening for half a second, VanZant’s bulbs rolled into the back of her head; her curvy upper half quaking with a quick shimmy before her legs went out from under her and she spilled drunkenly to her backside.

1… 2… 3… 4… 5… Paige blankly stared skyward as her arms messily flung above her head; her busty upper half rapidly rising with frenetic pants as she tried to reboot her systems. Nova let out a primal screech as she leapt to her corner; her rampant parading quaking the blonde’s motionless frame as she rocked on her backside.

6… 7… 8… The blonde removed her own mouthpiece to better suck wind; her heels kicking out from beneath her as she tried to find traction to sprawl and rise.

9… 10!! SHE’S OUT!

"And your winner, by KO in Round 5, AMBERRRR NOOOOOOOVAAA!!!!"