Before: Kunis nothing if not feisty - embroiling Megan in one hair-pulling/tank top tugging tussle after another in various pre-fight engagements. "Why should I be afraid of her?" Mila asks during a lull in the battling. "She's just a skank! Look at her: your talent can't just be 'tank tops' you know? That's all this one is. She's a little (holds up thumb and forefinger together) bigger than me - so what? Once I've pasted her face a few times, she'll be just the right size."

Fox smouldering - disheveled at the podium, but still managing the whole steamy sexpot thing. "Kunis is a desperate fighter," Megan shrugs. "All this crap she's pulling is just because she's afraid of what's going to happen when we get in that ring. Well, if you've been watching closely - I always wind up on top of her when guys pull us apart; and I'll be top-girl with the gloves on. I just hope she doesn't go out right away: I want some time with this one!"

Megan in green lace bra and panties; black gloves; hair loose and tangly. Mila in black bra/tan boy cut trunks; black gloves; hair loose and tangly.

During R1: Fox buffetted early by Mila's wild pin-wheeling...takes Megan a minute of maneuvering to gain jab-ascendancy. Stiff left hands poke Mila into compliance: throughout middle minute she's covering up earmuff, stooping forward as Fox negotiates range. Down the stretch, Megan circles left around her stick, dropping in the odd right hand - punching into Mila's guard for the most part, but keeping Kunis well outside.

R2: Similar stuff: Mila wildy aggressive early - snarling as she runs at Megan, arms thrashing. Meg scattered by the attack at the open - more confused than hurt, trying to use her legs to impose order. By the minute mark - Fox jabbing reasonably well - sidestepping the rushes - getting her palms on Mila to shove her around a bit: Meg's in control, starting to key on Kunis' face. Megan fighting with that habitual bytchy snarl - she places some rugged left uppercuts to Mila's body down the stretch - dippin'-n'-diggin' 'em in to good effect.

R3: Mila's early rush stymied as Megan pushes into it, shoving Kunis onto her heels, then attack her body. Meg wading forward - arms reaching back, then lashing at Mila's midsection: small woman bunching up, face pinched in agony as larger bulls forward. Fight drifts to ropes: Mila crouching, arms crossed against her body; Fox snarling, looming over her opponent, starting to punish her. Megan batting lefts and rights off Mila's hips/flanks: as Kunis stoops farther forward, Fox thinks nothing of hammer-fisting smaller girl's exposed lower back. "Stay off her back!" Ref shouts - pushing Megan back, giving Mila a little breathing room. Kunis achy now, mouthbreathing: Megan walking her down, steadily pressurizing her to bell.

R4: Fox pre-empting Kunis - running Mila onto the jab as Kunis tries to blitz up the middle. Right/left/right spruces Mila up - fists bouncing briskly off her face: she's a sputtering beauty, beaten backwards to ropes. Fox wades in snarling, scrubbing cruelly back-and-forth against Kunis' feisty rack: bleat of pain Mila as she sits in ropes. DIGGING left hooks - Fox' weight on left foot as she rips home accurate blows just inside Mila's right hip: Kunis cringing forward, gives up her back again to more tender mercies. Ref hollering warnings - even occasionally pulling Fox back by her arm - but Megan insistent. She spends almost the entire latter half the round working Mila over ropes - shoving the smaller girl back to shuck clinch attempts, then getting back at her with gusto.

R5: Ramshackle Mila visibly breaking down now. Black curls in her eyes; lips parted - she's shabbily forward, dukes up/elbows in. Fox' jab penetrating at will now - she snarls as she drills it through, lumping up pretty Mila's face. Rotating left - Fox hooks off the jab nicely - taking Mila to tits; Fox cleans up short right hands, leaning in and scoring to jaw. Mila a sad sight - punched off her stance, waving back leave-me-along punches: she's wobbling around, offering little resistance to Megan's well-schooled, straight shots. After the bell, Meg sends Mila on her way with a big clapping right hand to buttocks; Fox doing some big-smiling through 5.

R6: Mila busting up nicely: Fox stays on the Kunis face - jabbing it patiently, thoroughly, while rotating left. Kunis sleepy from the beat - taking poke, then reacting late - crouching or covering up mitts-at-eyebrows. Fox just pumpin', steppin' left: she's intent on Mila here, really pouring jabs onto that punished mug. Bell: Mila stumbling, blinking; Fox all ho-ho-ho, chortling, letting a classy left hand do the work.

R7: Mila lands a swinging right upside the head, momentarily disrupting Fox: Megan able to leg away to her right, simply disengaging at will with her legs. Kunis shows her fighter's instinct - pursuing and looking for battle: good instinct, bad tactics as Mila walks into a face-ful of fresh, rigid poke from Megan. Fox using her legs/jab to settle Mila down, dictating position and range...then Meg can pick her spots to lean in and land power. Fox batting shivering hits off either Kunis flank, stiffening Mila: as Kunis cringes forward, she's there for the left uppercut belly, breasts, face. Bell: Mila stumbling to her corner, nearly goes down en route; Janet just folds the kid into a hug and tells the ref it's over. TKO7 via surrender - Megan Fox.

After: Mila weeping beauty, sobbing into Janet's breasts as protective blonde murmurs encouragement: tough outing for Kunis nevertheless shows her battling heart as she never would have quit on her own. "It's always a tough decision," Jones says in the aftermath, speaking in the absence of a distraught Mila K, "but it's my job to look after my fighters when they can't look after themselves. Look: Megan had broken Mila down, and was pouring through. She was carrying Mila, embarrassing her, and you don't do that to a Krusher. I pulled Kunis because I didn't want Fox to run up a 10-0 on one of my girls, then crow about how she's a 'Krusher Killer' or whatever. Ok Megan, you won, good for you - but you don't get to showboat - not on my watch. Tramp."