Results: Simguy; Story: JKO

Posted by Jeri's Knockoutson 3/5/2011, 7:17 pm

“Brook retiring Casta was a slap in the face to ‘real’ models everywhere,” Swanepoel explains beforehand, “Sure, Laetitia’s best days were far behind her. Sure, after all of the hard miles put on her legs, she wouldn’t have lasted two rounds against a real opponent. I’ll admit, also, that I would’ve been more than happy to have been the one to put her down for good. But the point remains – she should’ve chosen her last opponent more wisely. It behooved her to choose a dignified successor from within our own ranks – not this cheap trollop – that’s how these things work.” Brook smirking in response, clearly enjoying herself as she stokes the fires of Candice’s jealousy – “You want to know what I think? For the last eight months Candi’s been getting hyped as the toughest model in the business… Not that that’s much of a title to begin with… But her dismal showing in the Model Tournament proved that the new empress has no clothes. Now she’s looking for some new way to legitimize herself, but believe me, she’s not going to find it fighting in the ring with me.” Gold and black tiger print bra with black shoulder straps, lacy black panties for Candice; hair loose and tangly; black gloves. Hulking pink bra and panties for Kelly; hair loose and tangly; black gloves.

During R1: Kelly looking to establish herself behind that power jab of hers, but Candice won’t cooperate. Swanepoel vexing Brook with remarkable footwork – blonde able to work angles, tart brunette up with quick one-twos, then leg out of harms way before Kelly can bring her right hand to bear. Candi’s making good use of the open ground of midring, constantly turning and backing off at just the right moment to keep Kelly from getting any real forward momentum. Brook largely unhurt, but clearly irritated as she’s repeatedly tagged to face, tits and tummy by stinging jabs and licking hooks while her own heavy shot isn’t connecting meaningfully.

R2: Brook getting adjustment from her corner, able to tag Candi with her jabs this time around. Swanepoel clearly not liking Kelly’s stick but shows more willingness to stand up to the brunette and counter. Tasty two-way trade emerges whenever Kelly’s jab find’s Candice’s pretty cheeks or lips – brunette goes after blonde midsection with firm lefts and rights while blonde snaps at brunette face with her own jab and right hooks to the chin before backing off – rinse and repeat. Swanepoel still very supple, still using her legs to avoid the heaviest clout, applying her fair share of shoeshine to Brook’s jugs, but is getting caught clean by the occasional stiff poke more frequently than previously.

R3: Candice showing less mobility – blonde eagerly trades with the brunette as she tries to hurt Kelly and swing the initiative of the fight her way. Swanepoel still moving her torso and head enough to avoid Brook’s fight-ending rights, but Kelly’s thick lather to flank and belly are paying more dividends than instead of Candice’s poke to chin. Halfway point – Kelly’s able to snuggle in close and wraps her left arm behind Candi’s head, securing a Cauldron; blonde mirrors her and they begin plugging away to tummy and tits with stiff, compact right hands. Slow counterclockwise rotation as the stumble about midring – Kelly frequently pushing on Candice’s chest with her left shoulder or pulling on the Candice’s head with her left arm, constantly keeping the blonde off balance and leaving her unable to match the brunette blow for blow. Swanepoel not able to land shots as hard as Brook, slowly falls behind the Cauldron veteran in punch count as Kelly gets the better of her. Bell: Kelly pulls Candice in close and whispers in her ear, “Is that the best you’ve got? Laetitia would’ve known what to do… Laetitia would’ve done better…” Seething shove and death glare from Swanepoel – seems Brook knows just which of the blonde’s buttons to push.

R4: Kelly establishing Cauldron again at the start and Candice’s pride won’t let her back down from the challenge – pages about stick and move has been torn out of the blonde’s playbook, ripped up, and set on fire. Brook throwing the occasional punch to blonde breasts, but otherwise focusing her blows on Swanepoel’s ribs and belly by a 3 to 1 margin. Candice can’t match Kelly’s beef as sheer volume of work starts to add up – whines of pain become more common with the constant pounding of blonde midsection, and Swanepoel’s legs can’t hold ground against the Brit’s constant push-and-pull. Midway through, Kelly’s got Candice backed up to the ropes, breaks the Cauldron, and goes to work – Brook fits thick heavy-handed shots one after another behind Swanepoel’s elbows, sneaking in an occasional hook to breadbasket when she can. Swanepoel trying to protect herself, but her flanks are getting tanned by the brunette’s fists – she’s absolutely sick about it, groaning aloud and unable to do anything except sit butt in ropes and soak it up. Candi’s too stubborn to go down – at the bell, her legs are trembling and look like they might buckle at any second, but they’re holding her up.

R5: Brook’s jab landing with precision to Candice’s face again – Swanepoel’s legs can’t get her out of the way and she eats one, two, three in quick succession. Kelly torques her body behind a right cross and CANDICE SPRAWLS TO HER BACK! BOOMING right catches all of the blonde’s chin and leaves her stretched out on the canvas and desperately trying to shake off the KO. Swanepoel somehow beats the count, but she’s badly shaken, pleading with the ref to let her continue – signal to continue fighting is given, and blonde waves the brunette in…

Oh. The. Humanity.

Candice gets rocked by a second Kelly Brook right cross, sending her stumbling to the ropes. Brunette pours herself at the dregs, pounding at blonde tummy with hardhearted left and right hooks – Swanepoel open-mouthed, groaning as Brook’s blows leave her crippled. Candice shows her heart and tries to fight her way out of trouble, but she’s missing and opening herself up to more punishment. Solid left hook snaps Candice’s head sideways before a matching right hook hammers it back other way like it’s on a swivel. Candice starts to wilt under heavy bombardment, but Kelly just stacks her up, taking what she wants unchecked. Brook shrugging left and right hands to Swanepoel’s breasts… takes her breasts again… tits again… rocks her head back with an uppercut to chin… tits and chin… tits and chin… Brook slams another right cross into Swanepoel’s chin… Candice stumbles forward as if to clinch, but her body then slides down the entire length of Kelly’s body as she sinks to her knees, already asleep – brunette steps back, letting the blonde puddle face down on the canvas, totally used up. KO5 Kelly Brook.

After: Candice tries to slug with Kelly, and pays the price when she can’t stand up to the Brit’s heavy clout. Pundits kick into high gear almost immediately after the last bell is rung, reigniting the debate over whether Swanepoel is cut out to be the modeling world’s standard bearer – pace and action were going much better for Candice until she decided to sacrifice a model’s strengths and fight Kelly’s fight.

Candice is on her stool, being brought around, but an ungloved Kelly is already there as she regains consciousness – Brook clearly not willing to let Swanepoel’s prefight comments go unpunished. Kelly sits in Candice’s lap, facing her as her own legs straddle blonde hips, making a big show of owning this dominant position… Brook leans up, snakes her arms around Swanepoel’s head, presses her hulking rack into the blonde’s face and secures a jug smother. Candice’s cries are incomprehensibly muffled beneath the weight of Kelly’s jug meat as she paws at the brunette’s hips and push her off, but she’s got no strength to escape as Kelly’s weight pins her upper body against the turnbuckle. Brook purring as she rests her chin on the crown of Swanepoel’s head, squeezing her arms tightly and pouring it on.

After about a minute, Candice’s struggles start to wane – Kelly releases her, stands, and yanks the blonde by her hair off her stool, sprawling her out on the canvas. Rolling Swanepoel to her back, Brook lowers herself on top of the blonde, pinning her wrists to the mat – Candice sobs and cries out helplessly as Kelly tauntingly lowers her rack to the blonde’s face and playfully scrubs it back and forth. Quick work of securing another reverse sleeper, and Kelly’s pouring on more jug. Candice writhes beneath her tormentor, slapping and pushing weakly at Kelly’s hips, legs sliding on the canvas but unable to plant so she can bridge the brunette off of her – all she can do is take it.

Eventually, Kelly feels Candice’s body relaxing beneath her, releases the blonde and rises to her feet to admire her own handiwork. Sheen of tears unmistakable on Candice’s face as lies on the canvas once again slumbering, totally wrung out and used up – broad grin crosses Kelly’s face as she leaves another girl jugged out!