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31 May 2024 Lindsey Pelas vs Lindsay Lohan

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OFFICIAL FCBA "MAYHEM" PPV

Posted by Lookout! Boxing on 31 May 2024 at 11:13 pm

Tale of the Tape (JMD):

Lindsey Pelas (22-17-0, 22 KO)
5'3, 33 years old, 32F
Celebrity Wrestling Federation

vs.

Lindsay Lohan (52-56-1, 43 KO)
5'5, 37 years old, 36D
Free Agent

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

Intro:
"Welcome to this fabulous JMD contest… “

"AND NOW! Making her 40th appearance in the ring. Please welcome the Ruston, Louisiana native, standing 5 foot 3, weighing in at 120 pounds, LINDSEYYYYY PEEEEEELAS!!"

Lindsey was meticulously painted with a microscopic bikini that clung to her heavy, sloshing chest with admirable effort. The thin-banded, sheer white bandeau top did little to contain her massive, overflowing F-cups; her heaving orbs swelling as though they were fastened with a belt rather than a bikini top with how much cleavage and underboob was on display. Her wide, voluptuous hips devoured her string thong bottoms, the biting floss disappearing between her plump cheeks and bronzed folds of flesh as she slid salaciously into the ring. The platinum-haired, Louisiana-native’s locks were tied back in a tightly braided pony tail, extending just past her shoulders; her green bulbs gleaming through heavy, smoky mascara as she readied in her corner.

Lohan was a one-time JMD stalwart; dominating nearly a decade ago but understandably falling out as she lost managerial support. The fiery redhead was clad in an appropriately minuscule attire for this JMD occasion; a partially-sheer micro bikini top that hugged her porcelain upper half and a matching string thong that was lost between her cheeks. Her matte black top and bottoms were adorned with a set of gaudy body jewelry, accentuating her aging curves as she returned to the ring for the first time in 2024.

Round 1:
Pelas had found a deadly groove since joining The Federation; amassing a 17-9 record over the last two years, primarily at JMD where she was hand-crafted to punish most of the division. Despite a slight reach disadvantage, the voracious blonde was still an outright bully; particularly against an opponent that wasn’t battle-tested as of late. Lohan found herself battered into a retreat in just the second minute; side-winding lefts and rights POURING into her rack from both sides. The shell-shocked redhead kicked into a trot and circled the outskirts; hissing as Pelas arrogantly licked her lips for more. The blonde got just what she wanted, cornering Lohan in the dwindling seconds and pounding boorish shots up and down her midsection; hook to the hip, uppercut to the waistline, hook to the navel, machine-gun right-right-left to her vulnerable bust. Finally Lohan pushed off and broke free, escaping to stall out the last few seconds. Pelas finds plenty of nasty early, taking an early 10-9 lead.

Round 2/3:
The bawdy blonde continued to stalk in the opening moments of the second, running Lohan down just off her stool and pinwheeling a reckless two-handed flurry into her forearms. Lohan’s upper half rocked as Lindsey shelled her gloves; peeking through the cracks and timing a right-handed rebuttal that was dripping with venom. Pelas suddenly squelched as Lohan coiled and slid a bladed right hook just beneath her armpit, piercing the busty blonde’s exposed sideboob. Lindsey’s knees buckled as she froze in place, whimpering a soft exhale before Lohan PISTONED a crunchy left into the center of her sternum. Pelas was flung into the corner as if she’d been hit by a cannon; her plump, thonged ass jutting through the ropes as she threw an elbow over the top rubber and hung to her side.

The blonde’s heavy chest quaked as her belly crunched with rolls of flesh, gagging up her mouthpiece as Lohan pushed in and sliced another lacerating one-two across her bust. Lohan timed the blonde’s chest-swelling pants for oxygen, dipping in unison and swiping a bear-claw left across her mountainous rack. Pelas squealed as one of her bronzed orbs spilled out the bottom of her thin-banded top, the Ruston native gracelessly sliding into a half-split as she hung from the ropes and floundered around on her heels. Lohan immediately following with a wicked left swiped across her lips, a mouthful of bloody drool staining the canvas as the blonde groggily tipped sideways. Pelas desperately lurched forward and hugged the redhead’s waist; trudging off the ropes and dragging Lohan with her. McElhone slammed her hand to signal the last ten, imploring her dazed fighter to just hang on for a few more seconds.

Pelas made it to break, but the third was no kinder; Lohan’s immense power simply buckling the stunned model every time she managed to land anything at all from her Championship-caliber right hand. Lohan began to show visible fatigue in the last minute, but the bedraggled blonde was too heavy-heeled herself to capitalize. Lohan storms out with 10-8 and 10-9 rounds, absolutely shelling the heavy favorite.

Round 4/5:
The older, more heavily-ridden Lohan started to show troubling signs despite treating Pelas like a slab of meat for the last two rounds; aching as she climbed off her stool for the fourth and lost the race to center. Pelas wasn’t asked to do much as the redhead was largely stationary; allowing the blonde to swarm with a drumming of her own to Lohan’s heavy bust.

After an energy-conserving win for Pelas in the fourth, the blonde dipped into her fuel reserves and looked to dust the fading actress for good. Suffering a wardrobe malfunction earlier, the jug-mugging was now personal for Pelas; the blonde putting every single one of her 120 pounds behind each breathtaking hook to Lohan’s deflated rack as she pushed her around the ring. A piercing left slipped beneath the curve of Lohan’s tear-dropping rack, then a right hook to her sideboob; the redhead twisting like mad to evade Lindsey’s meticulousness before a THUMPING straight to the center of her sternum ceased her squirming. The New York native’s shrieks grew more hoarse and agonized as Pelas stapled her hip-to-hip to the ropes and LASHED lung-blowing hooks into her heart. Lohan’s head snapped straight back as the blonde snuck a bony uppercut through their frames and DETONATED it against her chin; holding the limp redhead up for another THUMP-THUMP to her tits before she pooled at the model’s feet.

1… 2… 3… Lohan spiked to her knees before sprawling out flat on her belly, arms strewn high above her head as her slender frame slowly swelled with sharp, abbreviated pants. The actress’ mewling was largely involuntary as she remained otherwise motionless, making no effort to rise as the official leaned in to check her.

4… 5… THAT’S IT! SHE IS OUT!!

"And your winner, by KO in Round 5, LINDSEYYYYY PEEEEELLLASS!!!!"