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(Result by simguy/written by simgrrl)
Before: Witherspoon back in the comfortable embrace of her favorite promoter, Salma Hayek; looking to complete her run thru RiRy's 'fabulous fighting fly's' with this bout vs. England's lovely and talented, Hannah Spearritt. Witherspoon has downed Winona Ryder and Christina Ricci and adding Spearritt's pelt to her bag would complete a 'RiRy trifecta.' Spearritt will be a more daunting challenge, however! She's five (5) years younger than Witherspoon (1981-1976) and over 2" taller (most of it a great pair of legs!) But she's not as solidly built as fireplug Witherspoon who has proven with her wins that she's able to impose herself on opponents when she can get inside to body bang. Unlikely as it seems, sweet, pretty, Reese is something of a tiger inside. Outside, however, her short arms and stubby, muscular, legs put her at a big disadvantage facing fighters just like Hannah Spearritt - slender, quick and (in the words of 'simguy' - "bendier." Whether "bendy" translates into punching prowess, power, or performance, remains to be seen...but anyone who's seen a 'bendy girl' in action knows it's something not to be missed...like tonight! Witherspoon, at almost 5'2" to Spearritt's 5'4" - but with a sturdier frame - has a slight edge in weight. It's no contest when it comes to nicknames, however! Reese, dubbed "Little Miss Type A" by her parents (her production company is 'Type A' Productions!) while Spearritt's nick was hung on her by her 'SClub7' bandmates - "The Norfolk Knocker" - for an incident where the willowy blonde reportedly flattened a male heckler after a performance.
Reese with her golden blonde hair in a saucy ponytail; plush body in her customary 'Academy Blue' bikini and blue trainers. Spearritt in her 'fighting pinks', matching trainers. Both women gloved in white for ten rounds of celebrity boxing!
During R1: We'd like to welcome our North American viewers to The Hannah Spearitt Show! Hannah surprises Reese right out of the chute; showing she's got the quicker hands AND quicker feet. Reese desperately trying to close with her, continually rebuffed; scuffed up; turned away. Reese unyielding in her forward leaning assault on 'Fortress Hannah' but availing her nothing. Reese pelted with flurries of rat-a-tat-tat combos; unable to force her way inside. Whitherspoon unhurt, but Hannah's bell-to-bell suppressive fire keeps the little blonde dynamo at bay, covering up. Hannah flicking jabs off Reese's face, tucking hooks up under her gloves to put a sexy jiggle in Reese's bulging "mommy mounds." Bell: Reese grumpy, jerking her top back in place, resetting her jostled goodies; hitching up her bottom. Hannah happily hippity-hopping back to her corner; blonde curls tossing; chirping at her seconds as she stares across the ring at Witherspoon leaning back on her stool; stubby little thighs spread wide; round tummy pumping rapidly in-out; in-out; in-out...
R2: Reese answers! Witherspoon fixing Hannah with short, crisp, stubby little left jabs; following them to get in close where she starts digging withering left hooks to the Brit Babe's wiry body. Inside, Reese uses a quick little left hand cuff up top to get Hannah's attention, setting up her real punch, a gouging left to the liver.HANNAH'S SHOOK! Hannah open-mouthed, stops punching; feet not moving, her entire temporarily immobilized by the smaller blonde's pulverizing body attack! Reese on her girl; hooking and slamming punches to Hannah's slender body; driving her ropeside where Reese sets up with her forehead in the deep V of the cleavage of Hannah's designer top. Reese pumping with both hands; Hannah cramping up; elbows on Reese's shoulders; gloves cupping Reese's ears to the bell. Bell: Chirpy Witherspoon waltzing happily back to her corner; dis-spearrited Hannah glumly sucking air as she trudges back to her stool. Complete turnaround from the first!
R3: Two way action! Hannah initiating the action using her longer, more active legs. She's circling left behind the jab; stitching in and out; peppering Reese's face with mean-spearrited flurries. Witherspoon covering up; tightly framed defense, gloves up, elbows tucked in; she's eating a lot of leather but patiently awaiting her turn at bat. When she sees an opening, Reese banging back hard to those thinly padded British ribs. Flow of the action ebbs and flows; lead changes hands several times. When Hannah's in control she's all fluttery and breezy outside, hunting and pecking at Witherspoon's head like an angry bird. When Reese can forge her way inside, she sets up on Hannah's chest, thumping hard to both flanks with deadly serious hooks, crosses and even the odd uppercut to keep Hannah's head on a swivel. In the end, it's Hannah's round, but nobody senses Reese is in anyway unhappy with the good, hard, work she's putting in. She's behind, but getting it done!
R4: Spearritt using her longer arms to advantage early as her sharp, crisp, combinations to Reese's head have the Louisiana native stumbling early. REESE IS HURT! Hannah no stranger to jug mugging either. As Reese turtles to weather the storm, the blonde Brit bytch cleans up to the body; scuffing up Reese's plump breasts with either hand. Reese tearing up; unable for the first time to dominate the inside action as she's forced to turtle and endure a big, one-sided, Spearritt white wash. Reese able to ride out the storm, all stocky, blocky and sturdy, but there's a rosy glow in her cleavage that wasn't there before as she trudges, breathing hard, back to her corner. Spearritt showing her spirit, jauntily waving to fans rinside waving the Union Jack and hoisting mugs of Guinness in her honor.
R5: Anyone need proof of Reese's sturdiness? Witherspoon able to absorb the thrashing last round and come back to win this one...handy! No showboating, no frills, no fancy stuff - Reese simply jabbing her way in close, then pounding left hooks into Hannah's kidney, ribs, waist - and, oh sure can't forget those taa-taa's - to freeze her in her tracks. Shocked and stunned by the unexpected turnabout, Spearritt grimacing; Spearritt mouthbreathing; Spearritt lathered up, ridden hard and left to wander back to the stable soaking wet, as Witherspoon just lays in and lays a body-whippin' on her "up close and personal" this round. Spearritt trudging disconsolately back to her corner, knowing she's met a woman showing her things she hadn't seen in Reese's two prior bouts with her stablemates...to her detriment!
R6: Both girls do well. Plenty of bruising, buffeting, body shots from Reese whenever she can get in close and the closer she works the more Hannah feels it! Reese in close not escaping unscathed as Hannah's not above the occassional elbow or forearm to the bra to send Reese backstepping, opening up room for more long range fire. Good suppressive flurries from the ever-busy Hannah. Spearritt settling down this round, not content to merely bounce and bound around at long range, sending flurrying pesky punches Reese's way - although that's her basic, usual style. With Reese showing she's willing to eat punches to get inside and dig to Spearritt's sternum, Hannah's having to square up, lean in forehead to forehead with Reese and chug away in spots; showing Witherspoon she's not above the nitty, gritty, dirty, inside stuff when necessary. Hannah closes out the round at close range, digging in and laying the wood to Reese's plump little body, bulging bra and when she gets her tilting forward with the low stuff, coming up to chin-check her for more points. Reese shabby back to her stool for a good old fashioned, down home, 'Dutch uncle' talking to from Sharon Stone and Charlize Theron.
R7: Reese resurgent! Witherspoon up-tempos this round, banging the points out of Spearritts sufferin' body. Hannah's driven back to the ropes in the opening minute and she rarely gets her butt out of the cords the rest of the round. It's pretty much a bell-to-bell welting up as the fiery-eyed Witherspoon works her blonde Euro-rival up one side and down the other; taking her share of the points - and more - with a systematic drubbing to tighten the score once more.
R8: Hannah tattoos Reese! The older, smaller, woman starting to bust up. There's too much of that pesky Spearritt leather on her brows and Reese is showing the effects of the sustained jabbing. Hannah also picking her spots, waiting until Reese tries to force herself onto Hannah, then as she's rebuffed tough, Spearritt turns the tables and moves in on Reese; ripping up the older woman's tummy when she gets her up close. Reese workrate flagging as Spearritt gets very aggressive, smothering her inside game with clinches, bearhugs, holding and hitting. Uppercuts prove effective as Hannah gets into a rhythmic hup-hup-hupping with both hands; jerking her gloves up under Reese's bulging bra and her jutting jaw; rocking her back on her heels.
Re: Spearritt vs Witherspoon PT 2 (too much 'Team Spearritt?)
Posted by for simguy on 9/11/2010, 4:50 pm, in reply to "PPV: Reese Witherspoon vs. Hannah Spearritt PT 1"
R9: PIVOTAL ROUND. Desperate Reese Witherspoon knows she's behind on the scorecards and comes out with both guns blazing, determined to go out on her shield if she can't come home with it! First two minutes some of the best work of Reese's FCBA career as she thoroughly dominates a younger, bigger woman with a patient, systematic, body attack; getting in on Spearritt in the opening seconds, driving her back to the ropes, then bludgeoning her along the ropes; first one way, then back the other, never letting Spearritt get her tight little backside off the ropes. In the closing seconds, WITHERSPOON IS HURT! Reese falls prey to two clipping counters and the second puts her wobbly-butt. As Witherspoon tries to hang on, a vengeful Hannah Spearritt surges into her, working her own magic on the inside now that Reese is no longer punching. Filling the vacuum, Spearritt steals the round with a furious lathering that has Reese covering up and frantically hanging on in open-mouthed astonishment as she's buffeted on the ropes at the bell. Spearritt's late rally may have salvaged the fight for her as Witherspoon looked to be ready to close with a furious finishing kick!
R10: Reese is done! Witherspoon's 'all in' gamble in the previous round ALMOST paid off, but she shot her bolt and now Hannah's younger legs carry her to victory as she circles, molesting Reese's bosom for revenge and style, not boxing, points. Spearritt hangs back at long range, pot-shotting Witherspoon's 'non-lethal weapons' as Reese, beaten into submissin, gives up her dogged pursuit with a minute left and sinks back into the ropes, her butt thrust back over the middle strand as both women, having satisfied their honor, clutch, grab and waltz their way to the closing bell. The result: UD10 Hannah Spearritt.
After: If Reese coulda (perhaps she shoulda) won the 9th...? But she didn't. Maybe with that adreneline rush, she might have also pulled out the 10th as well. But we'll never know. Still, with a bit more luck, and pluck, Witherspoon could have eaerned a well-deserved draw. But on this night, Hannah was just too young, too frisky, and too 'bendy' and she got a win that few cognicenti will begrudge - OK, The Academy will - but no one else! Now it's time for RiRy to get some long desired 'payback' on 'Little Miss Type A' for all the past slights - real and imagined - they've suffered at her fists!
Spearritt, accompanied by Ricci, Ryder and RiRy trainer Nia Peeples, come marching across the ring toward the buffeted and exhausted little blonde. Penelope Cruz scrambles into the ring to intercept them; then Reese’s BFF Salma Hayek rucks up her skirt and slithers through the ropes to take up position behind Reese, making the odds a little more even. For a few seconds it looks like the Shootout at the OK Corral as four RiRy gunslingers face off against the hard-panting Witherspoon and her sidekicks. Then Spearritt grabs a handful of Reese's disheveled blonde hair, pulls her forward and tells her, "C'mon cookie, you're going for a walk."
For an instant, everyone stops and stares, but when Ricci and Ryder turn to join Spearritt, everything explodes! Cruz steps out and grabs Ricci's arm, spinning her around to face her.
"This isn't YOUR fight…" Cruz starts to explain just before Winona Ryder's forearm slams across her chest, knocking her on her butt. Hayek quickly comes in with her hands raised, trying to defuse the situation. But Winona's on her high horse and she's got a bone to pick with Salma too (or more specifically, with Salma's heavy bosom). Winona chests into Hayek, bumping her back a step; then again, for a second step. Her face glowing with triumph, Winona takes another chest-thumping run at Salma...but this time, Hayek is ready and lunges forward, slamming her massive mammaries into Winona's, knocking Ryder on her butt!
Ricci lets out a squeal as she jumps on Salma and they go down in a heap. Winona scrambles over on all fours to join in, throwing herself headlong into the tangle of arms and legs. Spearritt, seeing Cruz moving to help Salma, releases Reese who just sort of wanders aimlessly away, and pulls Cruz off of Ricci.
Nia Peeples, her eyes narrowed in calculation, sees an opportunity and slithers up behind Witherspoon, reaches her right arm around under Reese's right arm, grabs the front of Reese's top and then trips her, pulling her facefirst down into the mat. As Reese lays stunned, Nia rolls her over and crawls on top of her; grapevining Reese's limp legs; pinning Reese's unresisting arms over her head; then grinding her breasts on Reese's face and her groin into Reese's until Nia explodes in a shrieking climax of woman-on-woman sexual domination! Both women lay limp - Reese's unfocused eyes staring up into the lights, Nia on top of her cheek-to-cheek, while around them, Ryder, Ricci and Spearritt battle with Hayek and Cruz!
Spearritt, in athletic shoes; her hands still taped for the fight; has little trouble quickly dealing with Cruz who is wearing high heels and is barehanded. Several quick jabs set Cruz up for a crushing right that takes her off her feet. Hannah stomps on Cruz' chest, then drops a knee in her stomach - pretty much rendering her unable to protect herself from two more hard rights to the jaw. Spearritt settles her sweaty butt on the cushion of Cruz' soft breasts; rests her chin on her hand and watches her stablemates deal with Salma Hayek who has already been stripped to her lace underwire demi-bra, matching thong and her thigh-hi stockings. Salma's a sexy sight as she's being pulled too and fro in a tug-of-war between Ricci and Ryder.
In the end, Ricci magnanimously relinquishes her end of Salma to Winona who hip tosses Salma onto her back, then jumps on her, pins her arms with her knees, wraps her arms around Salma's head and pulls Hayek's red face deep into the canyon of her own impressive cleavage. Salma kicks and struggles for a few minutes, but while it may not be as big as Salma's, Winona's bosom is every bit as deadly and Salma slowly sinks into oblivion.
Nia pushes herself up off of Reese's spread-eagled body, adjusts her clothing and looks around, proud of what "her girls" have accomplished. Cruz is down for the count and Hayek is slumbering like a babe after spending some "quality time" with Winona's "wonders".
Of course, after she returns to the "land of the living" Hayek storms back to her office to use all of her considerable influence to get her own matches lined up against the "RiRy Bytches" as she now refers to them.
For her part, after she's washed Nia Peeple's 'stink’ from her embarrassed face, Reese Witherspoon demands a match with Nia Peeples, reminding everyone she can get to sit down for an interview with her that, "....payback's a bee-otch!" |
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