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26 April 2024 Emily Roman vs Valentina Fradegrada

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Emily Roman (FFC 0-0-0) vs Valentina Fradegreda (IBB 3-2-0)

Where the sand sand meets the ring at the beaches edge, anticipation is thick in the salty air. Sultry Valentina emerges, her oversized t-shirt barely concealing her secrets. Swaying to cheers, she teases, each rip unveiling intoxicating curves. With a flick, she reveals a tight black one-piece, hugging her like a second skin. Applause erupts as she discards the remnants of her shirt.

Entering the ring with a bright white smile, Emily dons a clingy shirt showcasing her legs. Her team hands her two pitchers, brimming with water. She teased the audience for a moment. Then dumps the water over her chest, the fabric turning see-through, offering glimpses of her toned sculpted body. Before the crowd can recover, Emily yanks the shirt open, revealing her toned feminine body as the fabric tears down the middle.

Round 1:

Here we are, ringside at this beachside brawl, and let me tell you, the sights are something else! Sizing each other up, they exchange glances, assessing their opponent's strengths and weaknesses.

Valentina stands poised in her sleek black one-piece, exuding confidence like a master chef presenting a gourmet dish.

On the other side, Emily bounces excitedly in her vibrant red bikini, her energy infectious, like the aroma of freshly baked cookies wafting through the air.

It's a cautious start, with both fighters testing the waters with jabs, but Emily's inexperience shows as she walks into a surprise jab from Valentina, leaving her momentarily stunned. Valentina takes the round, but the real show is just getting started.

Round 2:

Emily takes control of the ring with elegant lateral footwork, deftly maneuvering to find openings in Valentina's defense. Valentina winces in pain as Emily delivers a powerful blow that flattens one of her breasts, eliciting an audible "ouch" from the crowd. A jab to the temple sends blades of light dancing in Valentina's vision, but she tries to shake it off, only to be met with a devastating uppercut to the chin, resulting in a collective "ooh" from the spectators.

Round 3:

Valentina retreats, her back against the ropes, as Emily Roman swarms her with jabs. Fradegreda shifts left and right, desperately trying to evade Roman's offense. But Roman finds her mark, pummeling Valentina in the head and chest until she sees stars. Valentina grits her teeth as Roman targets her midsection, her strong core absorbing the blows. These are not the wrecking balls the cute little flyweight girls endure. Emily's strategy is clear—to wear Valentina down with a consistent onslaught of body shots, saving the knockout for later. It's a battle of quantity over quality as Emily seeks to break Valentina's defenses and assert her dominance in the ring.

Round 4:

Valentina's chest heaves, her skin glistening with exertion and strands of hair floating loose in the air. The oppressive heat of the outdoor arena adds to the challenge, sapping her endurance with each passing moment. Valentina closes the distance on Emily, unleashing powerful rights that send Emily reeling. She lands hooks and uppercuts to Emily's midsection, aiming to weaken her opponent's body. But Emily keeps her stomach tight, minimizing the impact of Valentina's blows and denying her the satisfying "oofs" she had hoped for. Despite Emily's resilience, she struggles to fend off Valentina's swarm of jabs, ultimately conceding the round to her opponent.

Round 5:

The sweltering heat amplifies the tension as both fighters desperately seek respite. "Eeh!" Emily's teeth clench as icy water cascades over her glistening skin, her team hastily adjusting her bra and securing her ponytail. Meanwhile, Valentina winces momentarily before effortlessly transitioning into bikini model mode, striking a pose that oozes confidence. With hair clinging and bodies adorned with glistening droplets, they converge in the center of the ring. "Ugh!" A solid right cross from Valentina sends Emily's head snapping to the side, her brows furrowing in pain as her lips part to release a hiss of discomfort. In retaliation, Emily unleashes a rapid jab-cross combo that leaves Valentina staggering, her eyes widening in surprise.

But Valentina strikes back. "Ow!" Emily's cries out as an uppercut lands squarely beneath her right breast. Her jaw drops in shock as theforce of the blow dislodges her bra, and to the crowd's delight, one of her breasts pops free from her bikini top. Though small, it boasts a pleasing apple-like shape, drawing murmurs from the audience.

Following the uppercut, a cross from Valentina connects with Emily's body, her other breast springs free, her bra slipping down slightly as Valentina grins wickedly. The sight of Emily's exposed flesh sends a thrill through the crowd, their eyes hungry for more. Blushing furiously, Emily hurriedly covers herself, her modesty shattered by the unexpected exposure. Her cheeks burning with embarrassment, she attempts to salvage what little dignity remains as she struggles to conceal her bare chest from prying eyes.

Emily's lips curl into a snarl as she delivers a punishing blow to Valentina's belly, leaving her Doubled over in pain, her tender belly throbbing with agony, Valentina’s eyes gently shut, her lips parted as soft moans of anguish escape her. Lost in a haze of suffering and breathlessness, she struggles to find relief from the relentless torment.

As the bell rings, Emily is restrained by the referee, her eyes ablaze to unleash a beating on her opponent.

Round 6:

Exhaustion hangs heavy in the air as Emily Roman and Valentina Fradegreda continue their grueling battle under the scorching sun. Drained from fifteen minutes of relentless fighting, their skin glistening with sweat, chests heaving with each labored breath, hair plastered to their faces, they stagger, trip, and stumble, struggling to hold up their boxing gloves, each punch threatening to deliver a knockout blow.

With a final burst of energy, Valentina puts all her weight behind a cross that smashes into Emily's cheek, sending her reeling. The blonde desperately clings to the ropes, fighting to keep her legs beneath her.

With a final burst of energy, Valentina puts all her weight behind a cross that smashes into Emily's cheek, sending her reeling. Desperately clinging to the ropes, Emily fights to keep her legs beneath her.

Emily retaliates with a big uppercut under Valentina's chin, causing the Italian to flail as she tries to maintain her balance. With quick reflexes, Valentina bends over to dodge an incoming punch to her left.

“Oof!” Valentina grunts, unleashing a powerful blow to Emily's stomach in a last-ditch effort to take her down.

Moaning in pain, Emily clinches with Valentina, their slick bodies smashed together. Emily smashes her forehead into Valentina’s brow, leaving Fradegrada seeing stars, dazed and disoriented as Emily prepares to strike again.

Despite their exhaustion, Emily's conditioning shines through as she continues to push Valentina backwards, each "thud" and "whap" wearing her opponent down. Valentina can do nothing but eat Emily's jabs, her movements sluggish as she absorbs blow after blow.

Finally dropping to all fours, beaten and exhausted, Valentina is outdistanced by her super-fit opponent. Roman scores a knockout in round 6, raising her hands in victory, celebrating with her fans.

After:

After the match, Emily Rose shows good sportsmanship extending a hand to her opponent. The girls hug, both gasping for breath after the grueling fight.

But as they embrace, Valentina unexpectedly pulls back her arm and delivers a devastating blow to Emily's belly! Oof! In shock, Emily's eyes widen as she drops to her knees, her throat catching her breath as pain shoots through her abdomen.

Meanwhile, Valentina hooks her finger between the cups of Emily's bikini top, yanks it off and… What was I talking about? Sprawled on the canvas, clutching her aching belly, Roman watches as Valentina tosses the bikini top into the ocean, laughing with the crowd before disappearing into the locker room.