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24 March 2018 Camille Kostek vs Courtney Tailor

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Courtney Tailor vs Camille Kostek

 


Before: "Scared? Why would I be scared?" Courtney says when asked about her welterweight opponent. "I’ve been sparring with Tahnee all through this run - so punching out Camille what’s-her-name will be just another day at the office! I'm not worried at all about her size - this is the kind of girl I'd fight in a bearhugging contest, or straight up wrestling - whatever. Besides, I don't have the luxury of dictating terms in negotiations yet, I take the fights from people willing to get in the ring with me. We'll see how big she REALLY is once I hit her a few times." Camille thought of as the underdog despite an advantage in mass, but says she understands the betting. "People think of me as a cheerleader and WAG, they're not used to seeing me with the gloves on. I'm hearing I’m too slow for Bonzo’s girls, but Milena’s been working with me and she did just fine without blazing handspeed. I'm big and I'll fight big - we'll see if anybody can handle it."



In the back of everybody’s mind at ringside has to be the knowledge that for all intents and purposes, these are the sparring partners of the contenders for the Welterweight belts next weekend. And here they come. Tahnee Atkinson and Amanda Righetti resplendent in fur wraps, taking ringside seats across from each other. 

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Courtney coming out in black leather bikini top and loincloth combination, black leather ankle boots, black gloves, hair long and loose, cascading down shoulder, breasts and back. Camille in tan fox fur bikini, matching gloves and moccasins, chin-length hair loose and wild. Former welter champion and recently retired Bonzo fighter Milena Govich in Camille’s corner.



R1: Courtney jabbing to Camille's body, cheerleader dukes up, taking tummy & tits, waiting her turn. Tailor moving left wading into big-girl midriff with short, clubbing rights and lefts; pounding her fists against stout ribs or thick waist, bringing her mitts back to her own chest to reset, slugging her way forward as Kostek grunts, takes, retreats. Courtney doing a nice job mauling and brawling, fighting comfortably off Kostek's chest, Camille proving big-girl durable, but absorbing a pummeling to her limbs and torso in a thumping Courtney first.





R2: Courtney anxious to get back to work, runs into a short, smashing right hand as girls fall in. Camille gets her palms on Tailor's shoulders, shoving her girl around, then pushing her off, stepping into the vacated space. Kostek coming forward, shaking off Courtney's hard work in the first round. Tailor having trouble standing her ground when Kostek gets off first. Camille able to fall in behind right hands, palm-up, push Courtney around, then walk her down. Girls frequently trading thumping right hands to sturdy guts, then bump off each other’s shoulders: Kostek generally coming forward after the exchanges. Tailor obviously flustered, not used to being treated like a shopping cart - she gets a dose of the sheer muscularity of Camille in the second.



R3: Courtney getting a pumping jab into the action now – outpunches Camille’s attempts at jabbing for dominance. Active Tailor powerfully walking her foe backwards, authoritative, strong and quick hands have Kostek stepping away, rocked in spots. Courtney exchanging her jabs with thudding rights that get into Camille’s chest. Kostek shuddering under the impact – body’s getting punched and punished. Tailor backs Camille into the ropes, loving it body to body, toe to toe, shoulder to shoulder. Courtney steadily forward, really getting to Kostek here, has her hurting by the end of the round. 



R4: Camille trying to take the intiiative wading in while slugging; pushing off shoulders to get Courtney moving backward. Tailor weaving in under the work, trying to bob her way into Kostek's chest - occasionally sampling the cheerleader’s gut, then covering up tight again. Girls negotiating for position in the final minute, Camille misses a right hand as Courtney weaves-beneath: left hook counter CRASHES home to Kostek’s chin! AND SHE’S DOWN! Camille CRASHING to her back all jugs a-sloshing...agonized face pitching side to side, legs thrashing, heels push-sliding along canvas as she fights against the darkness. KOSTEK BEATS THE COUNT, but OH, is she shabby...brave blonde girl out on her feet when TAILOR WADES ON IN! Courtney reaches in under Camille's arms, wrestling apart the guard, blonde chesting blonde into ropes, then BATTERING THAT BODY! Tailor teeth-bared, resolute, Kostek ragdolling; Tailor bashing away gloves and forearms in close, getting her back into the work. AND THERE’S THE BELL! Camille’s cheerleader legs holding her upright, but oh what a scare!



R5: Two way slugging, girls settling into their respective rhythms. Courtney's hands much quicker, footwork more useful - she's able to drive into Camille's body with short, clouting rights and lefts, working up-torso from the waist to ribcage and rack. Kostek frequently extending her open left hand to palm at Tailor's head or shoulder, preparatory to leaning in with a short right cross - then falling in with her body to move her prey back. Camille not at all comfortable on the inside, frequently missing then resting her right forearm on Courtney's back. Govich in the corner screaming to bash at Tailor's arms whenever she covers up - but Courtney's doing most of that kind of thing, simply outworking Camille with thudding volume.

R6: Dropping three rounds in a row has Camille FINALLY listening to Milena, sh hops to her right, getting position outside Courtney's left shoulder, lifts a big hooks into her mouth from oblique angle. Tailor startled, stumbling to her right, Kostek stepping-with, lifting hooks to chin from the left flank, Courtney hits ropes hurt! Tailor trying to form earmuff: Kostek steps into a right cross, hammering her prey’s head back, sitting her in ropes. Camille has blood in her eyes as she hook-hook-HOOKS Courtney's tummy, just popping those hips-right and getting in there THICK! Tailor’s generous rump pushes off the strands, wraps Kostek up in a desperation clinch that leaves tangled fighters tottering on the brink of a JMD-style roll-around. Fighters catch their balance in the middle of the ring, start working without a ref’s break. Torrid, groggy slugging mouth-on-shoulder - gloves caroming off brawny shoulders, sweaty heads - fists digging and cuffing at muscular paunches, bashing at sturdy flanks. Strong legs and backsides all heavy with curves, straining to hold ground as girls push upon one another. Both making exquisite use of the short uppercut from either hand - each picking the other up stout to chin, sending jolts down opposing legs. Fighters in constant contact, just walking each other around, hurting each other with steady, mindless attrition.

R7: Courtney's flat footed after last round, but still aggressive as she marches on Camille. Kostek has right hand at temple, stubby jabs keeping Tailor back rejected as she tries to get into combo-punching range in the first minute. Courtney spitting out her own jab, trying to get inside and work, Camille leans in to buzz chin a clipping right cross and TAILOR'S HURT! Kostek shuffling to her right, tilted forward, dukes at her temples, cheerleader with a sweeping sidearm right caves in the left side of Courtney's jaw, buckling her legs. Another clobbering right, ANOTHER! Camille snarling, swinging away as Tailor wilts and GOES DOWN! Courtney rolling to her back, eyelashes fluttering, limbs all limp and quivering - she can't get off her back, Kome-from-behind-KO7 for Camille Kostek!



After: Camille hauling Courtney to her feet, gets a grip on her scruff-of-the-neck and back of the panties, frog-marches her out of the Hotel. Tahnee up on her feet, moving up the aisle towards the exit. On the outside, Camille slams Courtney into the wall, bodies onto her - job of work to muscle Tailor into position, then snuggle her up tight in the reverse sleeper. Rhapsodic smile from Kostek: left arm snaked strong behind Courtney's head, left hand cupping that rounded right bicep, right hand cupped atop damp blonde skull. Camille cooing, gently turning, backing against the wall for support, cinching and adjusting at times, letting her jugs do the hard work of using Tailor up. Courtney’s muffled gasps and wails plaintive, hands probing at Camille's hips, pushing on her thighs, pulling down on those fur-lined bottoms, but all she can do is suffer. Finally sated, Kostek releases with a flourish, allowing Tailor to sink to her knees, then sprawls forward, mumbling incoherently, butt in the air, cheek on the pavement.

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