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15 July 2006 Cat Bell vs Charlize Theron (XV)

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#254 Charlize Theron* vs. Cat Bell (XV) by simguy [*non-title; part of 2006 TE-KruZherS Stable War]

 

 

 

 

 


 

Before: “We’re like ancient gladiators,” Cat explains why these two keep going at one another. “The fans want to see it, the network wants to show it and - God help us - we want to give them what they want. Charlize said once it’s about proving to the other we’re better than she is and she’s right; that’s about as elemental as it gets. To prove to her - and to myself - I’m better than she is. It used to be personal; we were friends and then we weren’t and I’ll admit there was something of an ego thing about showing the other up, but we’re past that now. Now it’s strictly business, about making money and sending a message to the rest of the FCBA that the old Cat is still alive and well; so they shouldn’t get too comfortable.”

 

“I can’t think of anyone I enjoy beating more than Cat,” Charlize admitted in a refreshing moment of candor. “She’s the ‘gold standard’ for ‘all-time great’; when I beat her everybody knows I’m the best. Contenders come and go, young fighters rise and fall; but Cat’s always right there - at, or near, the top of the heap. No lightweight can consider them a champion until they prove they can dominate Cat. So whenever people start talking about ‘Cat’s slipping’ she’s got to prove they’re wrong. When people say ‘Charlize you don’t belong in the top ten’ I’ve got to look up Cat, put a whupping on her and prove they’re wrong. As long as we’re in this business, we’re going to be seeing a lot of each other.”

 

During R1: Bell uptempo - jab-jabbing at CT to get her covered up, then ringing the ribcage brisk right/lefts.  Bell sidestepping as she gets off, constantly turning Theron - Charlize just trying to keep a lid on the jailbreak with a high guard. Cat bouncing it outside, frowning over her left shoulder as she strides to her right, feinting at Theron, jabbing her; keeping blonde perplexed, on her heels. Final minute, Bell slashing in off her jab again, occupying CT up top, getting her to cover her face, then rapping that ribcage stout, hacking right/lefts. Tart, pasting shutout Bell on Theron - women exchange frosty looks as they pass en route to respective corners.

 

R2: Charlize right at her cheek, stepping in a very heavy, conventional off-the-shoulder jab, pounding away at Bell’s guard and upperchest to treat brunette to a dose of her own medicine. Cat raising mitts to brow, blocking poke on her guard, then answering hooks and choppy right hands - cagey stuff as girls lean in and out on wide-spread, strong-legged stances. Down the stretch, both lean into simultaneous rights, then lean out with mop-up hooks and CAT GETS TAGGED! Bell put wobbly butt, staggered back on her heels - Charlize hops forward, leaning in to drag a heavy right roundhouse into Bell’s side at the bell, shaking Cat’s chassis. Ref jumps in to prevent Theron from being tempted to paste a momentarily dazed Bell something cheap n’ late.

 

R3: Bell looking to get those points back: chin tucked, dukes up as she steps right, jumps in off her jab to bounce heavy leather off sturdy blonde ribcage. Charlize patient - covering up high, turning to stay square, giving away her body - she’s getting outworked, but defending well, blocking a lot of shots on her elbows. Final minute, CT fades a Bell rush, hooking off the right foot to catch Cat leaning in: Bell suddenly wobbly butt! Cat covers up earmuff in confusion. Theron leans onto left foot, dragging that sweeping right hand into Bell’s breadbasket, then jerking the hook up and in, cranking to Bell’s sternum. Cat biting back on screams, punched up onto her toes, butt back as she hunches forward onto some brutal CT body blows late. Sunny grin Charlize as she turns away all frisky at the break, leaving Bell ashen, hugging her midsection en route to her corner.

 

R4: Charlize over to offense, stepping in her jab, leaning into spearing right crosses, back with ringing hooks in irresistible combination. Groggy Bell beaten to ropes, concerned expression on her face as she covers up, tilts forward into the storm. Charlize squaring away all big girl - touching Cat on her shoulders or ribs to push and prop her, then unleashing big, strapping lefts and rights to waistline and ribcage. Splashy, clapping impacts - gorgeous wallop being dished out to Bell’s body - brunette gasping, reaching in to clinch, knees knocking as Theron gets beefy. CT ravenous - even when Bell ties up around the hips, Theron keeps punching, shoving mitts in above Cat’s hips until ref’s breaks. Constant press of blonde on brunette against the ropes - Charlize pawing, bodying, slugging bell to bell to pull ahead three rounds to one!

 

R5: Bell regroups behind that educated jab - smiting CT to forehead, stamping those famously sensitive breasts - Theron brought to heel in first minute as Bell pokes, sidesteps for position. Second minute, Bell fixing CT with the jab, then stepping in to fit thick hooks amidships: Theron cramping up, curling forward behind her mitts as Cat gets to that Oscar-winning breadbasket. Muscular stuff - CT tilting forward, then getting clouted sideways as Bell hooks body, then ear. Charlize loosening, softening - Bell just stepping her girl around, systematically hooking her - short, drifting right hand splits the mitts at last, SITTING THERON DOWN AT THE ROPES! Pinpoint blast sweeps Charlize off her feet! Cat strutting all businesslike to neutral corner, eyes focused. ON COMES CAT! Bell stepping-to and going to town with short, clubbing rights and lefts - Cat keeping her elbows in, tightening up stroke - BUT CHARLIZE WON’T HAVE IT! Theron rallying off the mat, slugging-with and catching Cat repeated rights and lefts - blonde beats brunette to punches and BRAWLS HER WAY OFF THE ROPES! Midring - hammer and tongs - both girls buzzed, backsides quivering with hurt - this thing’s getting sloppy - this thing’s getting wild - BOTH GIRLS ARE HURT! Eyelashes batting, mouths lolling open, hands low - girls just groggily plant feet and swing away from the hips, taking turns clobbering one another senseless! Bell: Staggering, shambling slugfest continues as neither vixen can get out of the way of the other’s hamhanded fists! Ref jumps in, nearly bowling both fighters over, so weak-kneed are they with punishment. Wandering paths taken to respective corners - CT converts a big Bell 10-8 into a narrow but hard-fought 10-9 with her heroic surge off the canvas.

 

R6: Change in momentum - Bell now the stalking aggressor, patiently cutting off the ring, dictating with her cruel, heavy jab, steering Charlize around the ring. CT all touched up and puffy, mouth breathing - dukes’re up, but she’s listless, sluggish, reacting late, missing with her receipts. Cat stamping that jab to those breasts, that belly and always the head; keeping CT back on her heels, then stepping in robust right crosses, smashing blonde face hard to starboard. Charlize blinking, stumbling around - she’s too strong to go down, but Bell’s thoughtful punching taking a terrible toll as Theron starts to soak flush licks. Late the round, CT stacked up against the ropes, staring bleakly - BELL WANTS JUGG! Cat cold-blooded, jamming in straight criss-crossing lefts and rights that pancake Charlize’s fleshy chest. Charlize groaning, stunned, slumping glum to ropes, head bobbling under the onslaught as Bell cleans up every last scrap of that golden rack to the bell, leaving Theron swaying on the spot as ref jumps in to enforce break; wincing when he puts a hand on her chest to hold her up.

 

R7: Charlize rallying once again, needing points - she’s flatfooted, obviously broken down, but she outjabs Cat to force brunette to the apron. Theron stalking, shadowing Bell’s course along the ropes - tall beauties just walking, glaring at each other - CT maintaining contact with her jab, occasionally sailing into the waist with sweeping, thick right roundhouses. Bell covering up to receive, crouching and blocking best she can, stepping to her right - she makes a complete circuit of the ring as Theron hounds her, but never really penetrates the Bell guard with authority. Late the round, Charlize looking to body up: Bell eases back into the ropes and swipes a gorgeous, tidy little hook inside, taking Charlize on the chops and stunning her. Theron falling in to clinch, suddenly woozy: Bell quickly wraps up around the ribs, pops her hips and puts Charlize’ back to the ropes. BEATDOWN! Bell pouncing - pushing CT upright, then crouching to DIG into that bra! Lusty, pumping rights and lefts to the mid-section cramp Theron up with a startled gurgle, then...UPPERCUT! Ringing left uppercut splits CT’s mitts, brushes her up and back against the ropes - Bell leans in a HAMMERING right, smashing blonde head back over the top strand as Charlize’s hands drop to her waist. THERON OUT ON HER FEET! CT lolling forward, eyelashes batting - Cat stacks her with a rude forearm that pancakes those breasts, then SWINGS AWAY TO THE FACE! Rich, clapping lefts and rights - Bell snarling - popping CT in the breast, labeling her heartfelt rights and lefts. Theron swaying, head tossing side to side, tousle in her eyes, mouth open - she’s a battered wreck, tempest-tossed - but she somehow stays upright to the bell! Charlize staring bleakly at Cat, swollen lips parted: Bell glaring with cold fury, massive chest heaving - Cat steals a Theron round with late fury.

 

R8: Bell cold-blooded off her stool, slapping mitts together as she marches right back for another helping of sweet Charlize! Theron pulling down on Cat’s head as Bell bullies her back to ropes; ref’s break and warning for a ragged Theron. Cat marching in on Charlize - shelling her with jabs, then driving blonde to ropes with a breast-bashing flurry! CT cringing behind her mitts, tilting forward as Bell shellacs ribs and waist with ruthless strokes. Blonde staggering this way and that - Bell following along, saving her hardest licks for that battered, tanned blonde torso. Theron beaten stumbling all around the ring - Bell staying close, pulverizing the upper body, strapping at it; laying into those vulnerable jugs; walking the wilting CT down. Down the stretch, Charlize sobbing, back-to-ropes - pulling at Cat’s head and arms, trying to bog brunette down. Cat brutally butting her forehead against Charlize’s shoulders, ducking to headbutt those breasts; pulling blonde’s hands down and going to work on those breasts again with earnest, right hand thunderclap strikes! Theron’s hands slipping down, trying to protect the ‘goodies’; Cat shifting position to her left, fitting her right over and over and over to the midsection - poor Charlize spits out her mouthpiece as she pitches forward and THERON GOES DOWN! Charlize savagely beaten, left trembling on all fours - Bell bends over and SPANKS HER BUTT as she stalks away. Cat leaning on the corner, hands on hips, mouth wide in oxygen debt. THERON BEATS THE COUNT! Charlize sobbing as she rises, staggers, lolls back into the ropes, hugging her battered body with both arms at the bell. Helped to her corner by Stone and Jones under either arm - Golden Goddess sniveling from some of the worst body-banging she’s EVER received in a boxing ring. Theron says something to Lange who shakes her head and points to the worried looking KruZher beauties at ringside. Theron can’t quit and leave her teammates at TE’s mercy, she must go on!

 

R9: Cat Bell right back to that body - she’s got Charlize crippled and intends to keep her that way. Grim, stalking pursuit - poor Charlize trying to stay covered up, keeping her elbows in tight to her ribs: Bell walking her down, touching the knuckles of either mitt against CT’s guard to measure, then strapping her thick the free hand. Flanks, waist coming under thudding assault - Charlize biting down on her screams, tilting forward, staggering as Cat sidesteps, then rips away afresh. Latter half the round sees Bell able to push and wriggle her way past CT’s fading defense; pancaking those jugs with a relentless stream of criss-cross stampers; flattening Theron’s puppies; beating her breasts; mashing her mammarys - each thudding impact draws moist, helpless barks of pain from the wilting blonde. Down the stretch, Charlize able to pull Cat to her body, both leaning on the ropes for woozy breaks. Cat all punched out, unable to pull free of Theron’s grappling at the end of nine.

 

R10: Cat looking sluggish, pawing her jab rather than snapping it, sliding away to her right rather than looking to pile on. Theron debilitated, those once strong thighs quivering from the after-effects of Cat’s dreadful body-bombardment. Still, blonde resolute, stepping forward with dull fire of hatred still burning in her eyes, bringing groggy battle to her hated rival. Minute mark, Charlize gets Cat leaning back with a brushing jab at the lips, then leans in a long right hand to SMASH BELL’S CHIN! Swooning head-swivel Cat - she’s twisted a quarter-turn to her right, pitching headlong into the ropes and halfway out, barely righting herself in time to receive Theron’s staggering charge. CT pushing heels of her hands at Cat’s shoulders to prop her upright, then she digs in; leaning forward mouth-on-shoulder, helping herself to some of Cat’s paunch with free-swinging rights and lefts downstairs. Theron desperate to land the big blow; Bell gurgling, buckling - then answering back! Long bodies form a hurting arch as both girls lean in, arms lapping back and forth, taking thumping turns underneath. All sense goes out of the women’s eyes, both just slack-jawed, slugging troglodytes at round’s end. Bell: ref has to pull the woozy beauties apart as neither heeds the bell - both wandering off in punchy hazes, blinking, mouths open. No doubt about the verdict which comes back UD10 (but close)…CAT BELL!

 

After: TE members, groupies and hangers-on at ringside delerious with joy at the outcome - none more than Syren who won’t have to face heavy-handed Jessica Lange with her girls behinds on the line. Several in the crowd leap out of their seats, heading around the ring toward a glum KruZherS cheering section; eager to collect on wagers, bets - and other forms of payment - in the most unique Stable War stipulation in FCBA history. Behind TE, several rows of FCBA fighters who offered their services to ensure the KruZherS comply with the terms of the match get ready in case they’re needed, rubbing their hands eagerly; almost as if they’re hoping for trouble.

 

But first, Cat wants her due. Gloves shed, she strides purposefully over to the corner where Theron is slumped over between Janet Jones and Sharon Stone. Cat stops just outside the circle and when Charlize looks up, Cat crooks her finger in a “come here” gesture. Shoulders slumped in resignation, Theron leaves her entourage and trudges over to Cat. Grinning (like the Cat that swallowed the canary) Cat hooks her finger up under the indentation of the tiny valley of Charlize’s cleavage and pulls her out into the middle of the ring by her top. At Cat’s curt order, Charlize bends over, hands on her knees as Cat steps behind her. Resting one hand on the small of Charlize’s back, Cat winks over at her stablemates, spits on the palm of her hand and WHAP! After a brief pause, WHACK! SMACK! Charlize stumbles forward, rights herself and quickly resumes her position.

 

“I’m glad you remembered,” Cat whispers. “This’s my favorite part!” SMACK! SMACK! WHAAAACK!

Charlize grunts, biting her lower lip, her glutes tightening against the pain. Cat brings her next two up from below, catching the overhang of Theron’s pronounced glutes, sending ripples through the jiggling cheeks. CRAAACK! SMAAAAAAACK! Charlize tumbles forward and goes sprawling on all fours, her wet blonde hair cascading down to hide her red face from view. When Charlize tries to get up, Cat puts her foot on her butt and shoves her back down. “Just stay like that!” she commands imperiously.

 

Cat steps over Charlize’s back, facing her butt, raises both hands and THWAP! WHAAAP! Charlize crumples on her chest to the mat, her rear end raised, her hands reaching to assuage the pain in her rosy rump! Cat steps over her body and walks back to her corner where she’s greeted by her victorious stablemates; all hugging and jumping up and down in celebration. But the best is yet to come…..

 

 

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