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24 March 2012 Ashley Greene vs Margot Robbie

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Posted by simguy on 3/24/2012, 9:16 am

Before: "Margot's 'plush'," Ashley says, disdain evident, "dare I say...chubby? She's soft in any event: I'm hard, and worse - I go to girls' tummies. Margot's not built to stand up under Ashley Greene pressure. Mark my words guys: cuddly-cute blonde girl quits in six!" Robbie scowling at the called-round: she's not having any of it from Greene. "We've sparred on Pan-am," Margot reveals at podium, "and I've more than handled her business. I'm not 'plush': I'm Aussie-beach tuff, and that's plenty hard for a woman like Greene. She's fit - I know it, but if you're knocked out, it doesn't matter how many sit ups you can do now, does it?" Bright yellow bikini, Margot; beach-messy ponytail-and-bangs; white gloves. Teal bandeau bikini for Ashley; powder blue gloves; tight brown battle bun.

During R1: Flapping rights and lefts spank about Margot's hips and tummy at the open, then girls trade hooks to jug and step out to circle. Heavy, stepped-in jab from Margot pounds at Greene's pecs; Ashley circling to her left - spitting back double jabs to keep Margot off. Midway through, girls lean into whistling right hands - missing each other's chin; come-back hooks see Margot swivel Ashley's head and send her reeling! Robbie hopping-to as poor Greene stumbles around wobbly-butt: blonde girl bodies brunette to ropes; stuffs her tummy full of right hands, then; pushes Ashley in her shoulders to stack her upright. Thorough, belting wallop administered, blonde girl to brunette: Greene covered up earmuff, grimacing as Margot slops away right/left wide to flanks/hips. Bell; Margot grinning, hopping away all a-jiggle...Ashley fuming, stomping back to corner all ass-kicked and cranky.

R2: Trade in stiff, straight rights and lefts midring goes Margot's way as Greene takes a face-pasting: Ashley covers up grumpy; Robbie splurges on wide, belting right hands to brunette flank. Margot zesty here - right (back) foot skipping up off canvas as she plows righty into Ashley's firm ribcage...brunette slugged to her right in circular path - blonde girl constantly at her. Healthy, slopping strokes deeply discouraging to Greene...she's forced to leg away, face pinched with body-sock, while an upbeat Margot chases her down frisky as a puppy.

R3: Ash standing her ground, dipping to her right and whacking left hooks to blonde jug...Margot's forward advance halted as brunette finds paydirt. Leads to bumping, grinding work shoulder to shoulder...Robbie slowly but surely bludgeoning out brutal advantage in close-quarters trading. Round finishes up in ropes - Greene's back to cables, her dukes at temples, suffering to the body as Margot squares away, hurls in right/left thump. Bell: frisky Robbie's colour high...she brays: "WHO'S not built to take it to body?" as ref's pushing her away. Ashley? Pouting; furious.

R4: Ashley looking to close-stance and work jabs...Margot just on in a rush of blonde enthusiasm, buffetting brunette front and back, and on that left shoulder. Greene ropebound again - camping out grumpy behind her mitts: free rein for Margot to lavish the body thick, thumping right/lefts; get strong with left shoulder pushing on Ashley's guard; clobber away on both brunette ears and shoulders. Margot wide open for counters, but Ashley's not pulling the trigger: brunette essentially unhurt, but fighting listless, getting outworked. Robbie grinning as she pushes off/jogs back all jugs a-jumpin' to her corner...she's loving it on Ashley G through 4.

R5: Ashley: standing ground in closed stance; right hand curled across her breasts as she tips to her right; left hand doling out cuffing hooks to Aussie jugs. Margot scowling at the scoring blows, but standing HER ground...both girls tilt to the right while batting/cuffing left hooks, catching each other chest/face. Robbie mixing in right hands over Ashley's left shoulder, slugging Greene out of her stance...blonde girl gradually able to get brunette backing up. Greene stays clear of ropes, but she's outworked again: Margot bubbly, effervescent in continuing to beat upon well-conditioned meat.

R6: Ashley digs in midring - tilting to her right while clouting out left hooks, prompting Margot into similar posture. Brunette busier now - jabbing off the hook; leaning into crisp right hands over Margot's right shoulder...now it's brunette punching blonde girl out of her stance; walking her down thereafter. Fight drifts to ropes - Ashley on top for the first time: Margot pouting as she sits in strands, gloves at temples as Ashley pushes blonde shoulders, then belts away to waist/flanks. Robust stuff from Greene - very measured pushing and punching - Ashley careful not to fall in and smother herself here: Robbie's tummy glowing pink at the bell, her face scowling with discomfort.

R7: Scooping right hand takes Margot to tummy, bunching her up: Ashley hooking rightside lats from there, then pushing off with left shoulder against blonde guard: Greene walking Robbie down, turning the tide here. Margot digging in, competing: she's compact, shoulders rolling as she works hup-hup right/lefts in close...Ashley covering up to receive, then hooking back, claiming heavily against tits and chin. Best two way slugging of the fight sees girls belt each other about the ring...Greene coming forward more often, taking points from Margot by a smidge!

R8: MONSTER hook from Ashley early...she leaps into Margot's chin, ringing her up huge...blonde girl suddenly sleepy, stumbling back on her heels. Ropes: Ashley on Margot...brunette extending arms to push at rounded blonde shoulders, then OH the thick, belting work right/left to paunch. As Robbie groans forward behind her gloves, Ashley dips torso-left, fitting that cruel left hook in snug behind the Robbie right elbow, sitting Margot hurt in ropes. Job of work...Ashley just setting a pounding miler's pace here - pushing Margot upright, beating the body; reaching round the right elbow; looking for short uppercuts as Robbie stoops forward. Margot beaten groggy - eyelashes fluttering as she's trying to keep her guard intact...relentless Ashley G piles on for a shutout, sustaining offence even after the bell, prompting referee intervention!

R9: Brutality in the trenches! Girls laying in mouth on shoulder, nudging and bumping each other, then jamming in short punches. Hooks ply tummy and jug; short right hands clout jawlines; nasty little uppercuts scrape away on chins, picking one girl's head up off the other's left shoulder in tight. Grinding, methodical stuff...both girls open-mouthed, staying focussed even as the hurt piles up. Bell; Margot pushing off enthusiastically...she's pretty sure she took that heat, but Ashley's shaking her head "No!"

R10: Hurting vixens lay in mouth on shoulder again, pushing and punching in close when all of a sudden...Ashley's head pops up/swivels around loose from a clipping little Robbie right uppercut. Deeep knee bend, Greene, then strong legs stand her up rickety...she backs away with how-could-you eyes, Margot in hopping pursuit. Ropes: Ashley with grim, groggy expression digging in to resist; Margot squaring up on the Greene left shoulder...they slam away beefy! Margot trying to impose will on whatever's left...Greene refusing to give in...fighting bump and slug at close quarters, each claiming tummy via the hook; humbling jug right/left; jamming away righty to jaw in tight. Bell: girls still mucking away on each other, both backsides shabby with hurt until ref moves in. Comes back UD10 Margot Robbie in heartfelt fashion!

AFter: Robbie bleating "Yeeeah!" as her hand is raised; proud Ashley G tight lipped, blinking away tears as curvy blonde rival gets the better of her close. "Plush am I?" Robbie quips in prefight, hands on her hips as she grins. "I showed Ashley what Aussie blondes are made of: sterner stuff than she is, that's for sure!"