Posted by Simguy on 11/25/2005m 9:37 am.

Before: Tempestuous prefight conferences—a still-scalded Packard getting in Marcil’s face—several scuffling/shoving sessions break out as Vanesa’s air of superiotrty unbearablle to the classy blonde. “I’m giving this girl an all-out beating,” Packard promises, voice creating frost on the mic, “no let up, no mercy, I don’t particularly care if we even USE gloves—I’ll fight her in a junk yard Debbe Dunning style—anything to make her hurt.” Marcil primping (and primpin’ ain’t easy, you know), baiting Packard with little smiles and batting eyelashes—Vanessa resolute at the dais, “Kelly’s a stepping stone—a blip,” Marcil sneers, “I’m just securing my status on her so I can retake the throne sooner rather than later. Kelly’s sore because she lost out in my little audition, but she’s forgetting one important thing. Not only did she LOSE the fight, but I got the best look at her I’ve ever gotten and I’m going to use those insights to dominate her. That’s right, I said ‘dominate’: Kelly won’t be a factor, unless you count hurting my hands on her face.” Packard sporty lavender bikini, white aerobic shoes and socks, fresh puncher’s ponytail—Marcil in hot pink bikini, halter style top with white lapels, black aerobics shoes and socks. Small gloves both vixens.

During R1: Kelly rakes Vanessa with hooks—blonde scouring the target, holding right hand under chin while torqueing on her hips. Marcil right hand at temple, left at gut, grimacing as she backs up—her back’s on the ropes early. Kelly presses the attack with combinations—nimble-mitted tattooing off Marcil’s taut midriff; spanking up-torso to jugs; clip-carving zesty left/right uppercuts off the guard and forehead. Marcil earmuffing up, leaning into and off the ropes to make Kelly miss, dipping and ripping back in spots—brunette slugging hard, but can’t get blonde off her. Final minute a crowd-pleasing frenzy of two-way punching—Packard just pinning her ears back and hurling right spanking lefts and rights at Vanessa—Marcil doing a nice job blocking and rolling, pitching back hard to Kelly’s ribs. Bell: Kelly still slinging leather—ref has to bundle her off as Vanessa stomps her foot and protests all angry-butt about Packard’s roughhouse.

R2: Packard storming into Vanessa—Marcil crouching under blonde one-two., answering back a blunt right hand bingo on the chin and KELLY SCOOTS TO HER REAR END! Blonde sitting up pretty, hands behind her, mouth open in shock—Vanessa eyes gloating as she prances to neutral corner to await the 8. Kelly forms up at the tropes, dukes high—Vanessa wades into midsection riproaring lefts and rights, setting her feet, snapping mitts off meat, regathering her hands at her chest for the next sequence. Packard grunting, shipping harm downstairs: nasty, digging body work has blonde all cramped up and stationary. Marcil ripping rigid body blows, hooks to the ears and jagged uppercuts between the mitts—tasty, tasty beatdown has crowd roaring, Kelly suffering. Packard rung up again and again—Marcil just working her up and down, fitting in small mitts moist to midsection, scraping away up top as Kel just can’t rally. PACKARD TAKES A KNEE! End of second minute, Kelly wobbles down—face bleak—t relieve the pressure and ‘NESSA SMOKES HER CHEAP! Clouting right on the eye sits Kelly down with a shout of outrage—ref bundling little bully off—Packard regrouping shakily for 8 but HERE COMES VANESSA! Marcil pushing her way in, stacking Kelly at the ropes and romping amidships—oh those pumping body blows, stiffening Kelly up, HUP! HUP! Vanny arching her back into crisp=-clipping uppercuts, scraping along Kelly’s guard or face, not finding the chin flush, but brushing Packard upright—Vanessa able to lean into drifting rights and lefts as Kel drapes back against the ropes., PUNCHES ON THE CHIN! Swinging lefts and rights as Kel drapes back and forth—she droops forward out on her feet—LIMP WITH HURT! Marcil glorying in blonde helplessness POURS it on—swamping poor Kelly with murderous lefts and rights against the back of the head, backbone and kidneys as they gradually become pathetic sight trying to get off her haunches—she’s up at 11 and the ref cradles her to safety. Packard breaks down shuddering with sobs—KO2 Vanessa Marcil.

After: Marcil resplendent, kissing both gloves, thrusting her mitts skyward and strutting—she beats Kelly to her knees in a savage, brief encounter. Vanessa not nearly done with Packard, stomping to Kelly’s corner and roughly pulling blonde to her feet by her left elbow, Shimmering walk of shame—Vanessa beaming, tossing her thick brown mane, right arm snug around Kelly’s hips, left hand waving to an appreciate audience. Poor battered Kelly! Blubbering, trying to wish it all away—Vanessa becoming an 800-pound gorilla in the blonde’s life, dwarfing all other concerns with back to back humiliations.

Reposted by Archer 6/13/13.