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29 April 2022 Kate Mara vs Alexa Bliss

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OFFICIAL FCBA "APRIL ARMAGEDDON" PPV 2022

Posted by Lookout! Boxing on 29 April 2022 at 1:59pm

Tale of the Tape:

Kate Mara (3-13-0, 3 KO)
5'2, 39 years old

vs.

Alexa Bliss (0-2-0, 0 KO)
5'1, 30 years old

(Written by Celebrity Wrestling Federation/Results by Lookout!)

Intro:
"AND NOW! Making her seventeenth appearance in the ring, her first as a managed fighter under the newly formed Celebrity Wrestling Federation flag. Please welcome the Bedford, New York native, standing 5 foot 2, weighing in at 115 pounds, KATE MAAAAARA!!"

Kate Mara is perhaps the greatest rehabilitation effort of the Celebrity Wrestling Federation. With a paltry three wins in sixteen contests, the diminutive redhead was as hapless and lost as they come. But with some direction and belief, something Kate herself had in spades, the Federation was confident she could soar up the ranks. Standing in the way of a first win in six tries was a professional wrestler-turned-boxer who'd somehow seen even less success than Mara. Managed for a mere three months before being dumped, Alexa Bliss had been given nearly as raw a deal as Kate. Under different circumstances, these snakebit fighters might have found some companionship, but tonight they were fiercely competing for the same prize.

Mara's flawless, porcelain frame glistened with a light sheen of body glitter as she pranced toward the ring, exuding an air of fearlessness as if she was trying to convince everyone in the room, including herself, that she could actually win. Clad in a pink, micro string thong and matching tube top that swaddled her ample, heaving chest, Mara strut with far more confidence in her looks than her boxing acumen. Her swelling, alabaster cleavage glinted with a sheen of sweat as she slipped out of her robe, tying her shoulder-length crimson locks into a tight, high pony tail.

Alexa Bliss took the showmanship category with ease, her entrance dwarfing Mara's in the theatrics department. Unfortunately for her, this effort had yet to translate into the ring. Seen as more of a gimmicky fighter by some, Alexa had yet to compete against anyone NOT a professional wrestler. Maybe it would be good for her to branch out and see someone other than a professional performer across from her.

Round 1:
The action started with both inexperienced fighters trading what could only be described as cushiony blows. With Kate's corner getting impatient, she looked to press, perhaps too early, wading right into a semi-blind and hopeful overhand right from Bliss. Rocked by the shot to her temple, Kate let out a startled whimper as she was caught like a deer in headlights, helpless as Alexa pushed her first real advantage in ages and pounced on the caged Mara.

Stuffing Kate into a proverbial locker in the corner, Alexa was free to tee off, ripping breathtaking kidney-seekers into the redhead's milky white belly. Kate curled into an impotent defensive posture, hiding behind her forearms and trying to just survive, keeping her hands high enough to block off any periodic shots to the jaw that Bliss attempted to keep her honest. Kate managed to find her footing with Bliss growing increasingly frustrated at her own inability to dissect the actress, eventually countering with a pair of spine-tingling shots to Alexa's chin that backed the blonde off. The round ended with a whimper as Mara forced Bliss into a confounded stalemate, limiting the damage. Bliss still took the round, but it could have been bigger. 10-9, Bliss.

Round 2:
After a stern, thorough dressing down in her corner, Kate came out of the gates a different fighter, a more purposeful one. Delivering beautifully cadenced lefts and rights, Kate married flinch-inducing body shots with enough periodic shots to the temple and jaw to keep Alexa guessing. The blonde was on her heels for the duration of the round, force-fed leather from post-to-post.

Late in the round, Kate finally started to see her concerted efforts bear fruit, as Alexa let a loaded left hand slip right through her hands and caught the straight square in the lips. Rattled and drifting back into the ropes, Kate attempted to race after Bliss, crow-hopping forward and following with a sloppy, sweeping left-right that yo-yo'd the blonde, but still couldn't fell her. Despite earning a teeter and nearly knocking Bliss down, Kate was visibly winded as the bell rang and ended the round. Excellent aggression from Kate from bell-to-bell, she takes this round 10-8.

Round 3:
Seemingly hitting a lull after spending the entire previous round gassing out on her blonde punching bag, Kate was dragging out of her corner to start this round. Her corner's message was consistent; head-body, head-body, but Kate just couldn't keep up. After taking a beating and coming out the other side, Alexa had all the stamina in the world pent up, yet to really exert herself like Kate had in an attempt to finish the fight early. Finding herself a half-step quicker than Mara at every turn, Alexa began to slowly, methodically tear the redhead down.

Kate's voluptuous, pixie frame contorted as her slender midsection was pulverized between alternating leathered fists, suffocating the redhead as all the wind was sucked from her sails. Kate's glistening, alabaster chest heaved with weighted gulps for oxygen as Bliss poured into her, stapling her to the corner and waiting out opportunities through sharp dips and weaves, biding her time to sling another gutting uppercut into Mara's wide open navel. Kate's plump, curvy ass peeked through the middle ropes as each eviscerating shot to her taut tummy erupted with another fleshy clap, doubling her over at the waist. Each echoing thwack and the subsequent raspy, hoarse mewl led Mara closer and closer to going down; but each time she sagged into Bliss, the blonde would simply press her chest into Mara's mushrooming bosom and straighten her right back up for more punishment.

Thankfully for Mara, the corner where she was being publicly disemboweled was her own, and as the round mercifully ended for the redhead, she was able to simply slump into her corner and collapse. A steady stream of drool sloshing from her glossy lips as she sucked wind, it took Kate nearly the entire duration between rounds to find her breath, her spasming tummy a bright shade of cherry red from the brutal punishment. Right back in the fight, 10-8 Bliss.

Round 4:
The start of round 4 saw Kate hardly make it out of her corner before being pounced upon by Alexa. As if she was starting a fight in the octagon with a flying knee, Bliss rushed the huffing redhead with flawless timing of the bell, washing over her and planting her derriere right back against the same post she'd been punished against in the previous round. It was more of the same from Bliss, but as the belly torture went on, each heavy-handed fist to the navel and ribs started to crack and open up Mara more and more. Frantic shouts from her corner weren't enough to snap the actress out of her spineless, bullied defenses, instead simply remaining curled up behind her gloves as Alexa gnashed her flexing, porcelain tummy to shreds. Each weighted club continued to knock Kate further off balance, wobbling the redhead until Bliss started to aim higher.

With Kate pathetically slumping to half her height, Alexa eyed her perky, heaving bosom, coiling a loaded right hand and slinging it into Mara's left sideboob. Kate's delicate frame finally shattered, her mouth hanging agape as her midsection curled around Alexa's fist. The actress' abdomen scrunched sideways, breathlessly mewling as Bliss rotated through a merciless left that nearly took her head off.

A mist of sweat and slobber slung across the canvas as Kate's mouthpiece went flying out of the ring, her bulbs rolling in their sockets as she was flung into the ropes. Kate managed to snag the top rope with the crook of her armpit, awkwardly strung up in the corner as she spasmed and gurgled, nearly out cold on her feet. Her lower half went limp, legs easing into the splits as Bliss paraded away from the exchange with her hands held high, drinking in the adulation as Mara tried to straighten her noodled stems. Managing to steady herself and keep from going all the way down, Kate beat the count at 8 and escaped the round. More pure domination from Bliss, who takes another 10-8.

Round 5:
With the timidness seemingly scrambled right out of her brain, Kate finally let loose in this round. As Alexa waded forward for more of the same, Kate impressively ate a sharp gut punch and countered with a temple-seeking left that shocked the blonde's senses. Alexa still had some control early, but each time she attempted to put Kate back in the grindhouse, Mara would retaliate tenfold, rocking Bliss a number of times before she finally backed off. Bullied into the game plan her corner had been shouting for four rounds, Kate took over, ripping her own body shots into Alexa's rippling, toned belly. While Alexa had been trying to use the body shots to tear and put Kate down, Kate was using them as stepping stones to even more devastating blows. After a shifty sidestep allowed Kate to land another rattling shot to the jaw, Alexa found herself on her heels and wobbling. Maneuvering through being nearly out on her feet, Bliss was tagged three more times in the chin, drunkenly sloshing across the ring for the last thirty seconds but refusing to go down despite everything Mara threw. This round was dominant for Mara, but after that ending you've got to wonder if she has the power to put Bliss down. 10-8, Mara.

Round 6:
This is the Kate Mara that the Celebrity Wrestling Federation wanted to buy stock in. With a firm resolve etched across her face to start this round, Kate simply poured it on. Alexa's effort was valiant, but Kate was relentless, tagging the stumbling blonde with a pair of testing right hands in the early seconds. Bliss' chin didn't respond, as the second strike which lacked hardly any power at all, caused Alexa's heels to click and nearly put her down. After that telling misstep, it was all a formality.

Kate upped the pressure immediately, gassing herself out with wild lefts to the belly, rights to the abdomen, uppercuts to the sternum, and finally a boring straight left that found Alexa's pursed lips. The blonde's eyes stretched full as her arms pinwheeled, careening into the ropes at her back and trampolining right back into a rising right as if she'd been Irish whipped into Kate's waiting grasp. The fiery redhead coiled her arm a full 270-degrees before detonating her gloved fist against Bliss' chin, rocking the drifting blonde. Alexa's diminutive frame sloshed on her heels, falling stiff flat on her face before being sprawled spread eagle on her belly. She stood no chance of beating the count, as her lifeless frame pitched with gentle convulsions until she was counted out.

"And your winner, by knockout in Round 6, KATE MARAAAAAAA!!!!"