Originally posted by Simguy on 10/31/2003, 4:26 pm.

Before: “I respect Brittany as a pioneer,” says a confident Nikki in prefight. “She’s proven that you don’t have to be a 5’9” behemoth to be a champion at lightweight and she’s opened the doors for a lot of us ‘tweeners. But Brittany’s gone as far as her talent can take her—it’s time she handed over the reins—I’ll take it from here. The road to Krista Allen runs through Brittany—once I’m finished with Daniel,  I don’t see anything stopping me.”

Daniel’s hearing and reading the criticism everywhere she turns—the murderous schedule, the punishment she’s taken this year, but she scoffs at the notion that it’s adding up on her nubile frame.

“I will wreck Nikki Cox and get back to where I was,” scowls the ex-champ. “I could hit Nik in the tits blindfolded—she’d better take a picture of those babies, because they’re going to shabby when I’m done. That’s a top 10 rack if I’ve every seen one and I’m going to enjoy this!”

Still—Daniel coming into this fight following 3 devastating, wearing defeats—Cox rejuvenated, comes off a solid tune up win over Lindsay Price.

Nikki in green lace push up bra, blue bikini bottoms, messy ponytail, Brittany in black bra strap underwire bikini.

During R1: Daniel lays down the law of speed, shocking Nikki at several points. First minute—girls trade rights and lefts, Brit cashes in a flush hook on the chops, scattering redhead on her heels—Cox hits the ropes wide-eyed. DANIEL GOES JUG! Brittany digging into rack with lusty chugging action—doesn’t stop until boozy clinch from Nikki prompts the ref. Second minute—Daniel jumping in sharp, chopping right hands, finds the chin again, unhinges redhead’s knees and has her stooped forward, earmuffed up, JUG ROMP! Brittany grinning as she steps back and walks a crippled Nikster into glorious, thudding lefts and rights up and in. Third minute—Brittany constructing points with her jab, scooting to the left—she hooks off the stick, catching Nik on the temple and loosening her up, POUNDING he right hand off the teeth, and COXIE’S HURT AGAIN! Nik floundering to the ropes, glassy-eyed, on her heels—BRITTANY SAILS TO JUG! Blonde just pinning her ears back, slugging Nik into stupefied seat on the ropes—daniel tearing up great chunks of rack at the bell as Nikki blubbers on the take. Extra punching after the bell? You bet. Blonde can’t get sturdy redhead off her feet, but it’s a dominant 10-8 nonetheless.

R2: Brittany’s mobility and handspeed the difference in the first—she gives these advantages away to wallow in the trenches with Nik this round. Zip’em up in a sleeping bag together—the girls just climb into one another’s trunks, writhing and grinding in one another’s embrace, trying to find the space for wedging, cramped punches. Daniel giving as good as she gets, but down the stretch, Cox is stronger, finally getting Brittany’s back against the ropes and forearms as she bites punches off short, beating Daniel up around the head and shoulders, then twisting uppercuts through the middle. Nik holding Brittany’s head close in the crook of her left elbow, pounding away brutal right hands to the cheek in tight after the bell—ref has to tug hungry redhead away as blonde puts a protest.

R3: Daniel using her legs—she’s a nifty boxer when she wants to be, quick-stepping footwork opening up the ring, exposing Cox to angles. Daniel potshotting—jumping in her chopping right, doubling it up to confound Cox, hooking the jab, jabbing to the body—good stuff, Down the stretch, Brittany jabbing at ribs, throws a HARD right sidearm punch along the ribs below the breasts and has Nikki sobbing aloud in pain. Cox falls in to clinch—blonde steps back nimble, cuffs temple the cheek hook and has Nikki stumbling at the bell.

R4: Consistent, loving, brutal rack attack from Brittany this round—she stands Cox up at the ropes and goes at her bell to bell. Nikki grimacing, whimpering, blubbering in outrage—she’s clinching, pushing, headlocking—anything to stop the punishment but Daniel won’t be put off. Brittany pushed back by the ref for breaks, but spitting her jab to get back in, then she’s snuggling those punches in, just a CRAMMING away to jug. Daniel nice and strong with Cox unable to get her back off the ropes—blonde pulling at the defences, beating the tummy at times to get those arms down, but she wants Nikki’s breasts and she’s determined to take them this round. Heartless, heartless stuff, puts a bounce in Brittany’s step at the bell—Cox slouching, hugging herself and berating her corner in frustration during the break.

R5: Nikki back with a sensational pounding of Brittany’s ribs and waistline—great, glorious punches midring have the blonde paralyzed, stooping forward, Cox patient, grim about her business—she’s just stepping right, working in close, but keeping her hands free, dipping her shoulders and getting vicious leverage on baseball bat rips to slam away left hooks against tender jug—biting the punches off to connect with harsh forearm as the ref issues a stern warning at the bell.

R6: Daniel a little touched up, flat footed, wading into Nikki, but getting the better of her in the first minute. Brittany pushing in close, getting Cox moving backward, then raking her with bursting combinations—Daniel still the quicker girl in close. Cox taking a great shot tonight though—when she’s getting thumped, she’s composed, stepping out to regroup—tough series of thumping right hands on blonde’s firm gut turn this thing around midway as Daniel slows to a crawl. Nikki takes over methodically—stepping back, ripping the right hand to waist, digging the left in under the elbow, letting the blonde stumble forward. Left uppercut dazzles Brittany to the chin, legs spasming—she reaches to clinch—Nik accepts her up high, twists her to the ropes. Savage beat down at the ropes—Cox just shoving in with her left hand, bracing her girl then POUNDING up and in with hard-hearted right hands. Great, thudding blows have Daniel astonished with punishment and BRITTANY GOES DOWN! Daniel on her haunches, hugging shattered ribs and throbbing belly meat and it’s OVER! KO6 Nikki Cox!

After: Sobbing Brittany lets it slip away—blonde in control with niftiness, but buxom brunette just imposing her will as bluntly, directly as possible. Blubbering, woozy Daniel led on a stumbling walk of shame when both are intercepted by CATHERINE ZETA JONES!

Jones talking to Nik, Cox shaking her head “no”, Brittany’s head lolling, hands fretting with Nikki’s right arm snug around her waist. Now Zeta Jones smiling, Nikki finall nodding—Brittany sobbing aloud in boozy protest and Daniel is suddenly directed face first to a corner. Crowds squealing in anticipation as Nikki props Brit’s left leg in the ropes. Zeta Jones strips off her red dress to stand in stunning red bikini. Nikki presenting Daniel’s defenceless back like it’s a prize on The Price Is Right—Zeta J grinning, mouthing thankyou and she POUNDS a right hand off the quivering kidney meat.

Now it’s Nikki’s turn, now it’s Catherine’s turn—girls just hamming it up, driving in sledgehammer rights to the lower back, partying it up—it’s heinous. Sometimes Nikki will hold the waistband of Brittany’s trunks to “steady” the area while CZJ takes aim, sometimes Zeta J will frame the kidney with her left, loading up and delievering with splattering impact as she drives in the right. Jones with the pretty habit of flicking her hair behind her ears after each blow—Nikki shouting “Woo!” as they switch off. Girls work up a healthy sweat then hug and congratulate each other, facing the cameras with arms around waists while demolished blonde stands smoldering in the ropes,

“Let’s just say, Catherine convinced me that a walk wasn’t sufficient for Brittany,” says an exultant Cox. “she reminded me that the Krushers don’t respect anything less than total victory and that I had to leave my mark on Brittany for the future.”

“I want the dregs,” grins a malevolent Jones. “Daniel’s done—I want to administer the coup de grace—the beating that will erase this blight from the division for good and all. I felt I had to issue my challenge in the strongest form possible so as not to be ignored.”

Reposted by Archer 4/13/09.