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30 March 2007 Title Ch Dani Fishel vs Britney Spears

Page history last edited by Archer844 13 years, 9 months ago

“JUGS OF MASS DESTRUCTION (JMD) TITLE”

 

 

 

Part I

 

Originally posted by Simguy on 3/30/2007, 7:38 am

 

Before:  “I’m not losing this fight,” Britney says, all fierce. “I’m not. I’ve seen what goes on in JMD—I get it and I’m bringing it to Dani’s doorstep. Look for an explosive Britney Spears, a curvy Britney Spears. I’m going to unload on Dani and put her on her back—that’s all there is to it.”

 

Fishel beaming at the tuff-talk from the BSE side of the dais. “She’s so cute when she’s all feisty, isn’t she?” Fishel mocks to good natured chortles from the press gang. “I love her spunk, and when I knock her out, I’ll be sure to reward her for it. I came into this game breaking Britney’s heart, and I’m not letting up now. Everywhere Spears has ever looked in hopes of furthering her career, there I’ve been to stop her. She’s not walking away with my tiara—no way. She just can’t match my firepower and she knows it.”

 

Dani in midnight blue velvet push up and panties, white gloves, hair loose. Britney in pale pink bikini, white gloves.

 

During R1: midring, scowling Spear hooks Dani’s chest, hooks it again, keeping the right hand at her shoulder: an odd, job-of-work posture with Britney’s lips peeled back, teeth clenched. Fishel hooks Spears’ chest then tummy, pushing in with the left shoulder and muscling Britney back: again, just straight up, unhurried work—paying Britney back. Spears drops the right off her shoulder, turning over her back (right0 foot pretty, then erupting back the other way the left uppercut, scraping  Dani across her face. Dani whiffs a brawny hook, missing as Britney leans back, slide-pivots to her right. Spears: tapping left jab against Dani’s face; choppy right hand; slide-step back while hooking Dani’s face as Fishel’s trudging through it. Ropes: Dani wings a looping overhand right to Brit’s head: Spears covering up tight, ducking with it as she blocks it on her gloves. Dani pushes in—she’s on top of Britney, suffocating her, smudging her ruff against the ropes all head, shoulders and elbows. Spears wrestling, breathing hard, trying to shunt Dani’s weight off to one side: ref’s break finally breaks up the squirming. Girls trudge-to midring—laying in close as Britney smites Dani a cutey-pie right hand: bumping and wiggling inside as girls reach under each other’s arms. Britney backs off, bends low over her front (Left foot—Dani marches in—Spears LIURCHES up out of the crouch, hoisting

A huge left uppercut to Dani’s chin: FISHEL IS SHOCK! Smooth action as Britney follows up a right hand she staggers back to ropes. Spears crouching again—well over her front foot: HUGE left uppercut catches Dani trying to organize behind her earmuff guard; Britney twisting to clout home the right hand as well while Fishel is reeling. Britney bodies up, pressing Dani to ropes, then pivots-right, crouches and RIPS that left uppercut off the left foot. DANI’S SWOONING! Gigantic uppercuts—punches carrying all of Britney’s legs, buttock, tummy and back behind them—have Dani in a bad way—she’s stumbling to her right along the ropers. Spears stalking, crouching deep, then standing up into Dani’s chin over and over again—supple, heavy handed slugging off either foot, with either hand, drives Fishel to the TE corner in tatters. Bell: BRITNEY”S SHOE-SHINING DANI:S JUGGS! Syren bellowing in protest; Spearrs baring her teeth, dragging the backs of her hands to-and-fro across Dani’s bulging rack. Ref finally bodies Spears off; she STRUTS to BSE corner, roaring—hands held high, shoulders all brawny as she nearly takes the tiara straight away.

 

R2: Dani rushing out, met midring by Britney’s smooth shoulder low to her belly: Spears ducking under Fishel’s offering and easing her back with leverage. Lead right hand spruces Dani up on her face: she’s startled, blinking as Brit draws the supple hook across while easing to the right (back) foot. Dani rushes in: Brit bends low, puts shoulder in Dani’s gut, eases her back: Fishel off balance, getting shoved around, takes another choppy right hand on her face, then another as Britney gets all supple and sporty with her delivery. Spears bouncing on toes, jugs a-jumping, left hand dangling low—she bops left, drops another right to Dani’s face, bops left and picks Dani up the short right uppercut. Fishel angry at Britney’s saucy showboating, charges in belly to belly: Spears wraps Dani up tight, bends backwards while popping her hips—supple suplex twists Dani up and around. Spears turning en route to land heavily atop Fishel as the two smash to canvas. Fishel groaning in stunned pain, ears ringing—she’s momentarily winded, totally docile as brintey scrambles to sit atop Dani’s stomach and SPEARS GOES TO TOWN! Britney finally throwing away the last vestiges of civilixation, going at Dani’s upthrusting, defenceless mounds with riproaring lefts and rights. Big, plunging blockbusters plow home—Dani’s breasts pancaked and shellacked—Fishel’s face twisted with groggy pain, head lolling side to side as she’s momentarily helpless. Ref pulls Britney off by her underarms—Spears snarling, licking her extended toes at Dani’s ribs: Britney given a good shake and a hard talk-to as Ref lays down the law, Poor Dani! Fishel blubbering, slooowly creaking to her feet—she’s saved by the bell as Spear is bearing down for more.

 

Conc.

 

Originally posted by Simguy on 3/30/2007, 7:39 am.

 

R3: Spears pre-emptive midring, catching Dani that lead right hand, then easing weight to right foot while lifting the left hook/uppercut through—she’s really pasting Dani here. Fishel pushing in: Spears bends low, puts that left shoulder in Dani’s tummy, bulls her back. Britney just managing Dani’s weight—not quick moves, but very smooth, deliberate—Spears flat footed and confident as she handles her girl. Britney loading up from in close—crouching, then straightening up into vicious, full-bodied uppercuts—taking Dani dreadfully in her jugs or chin, belting her senseless. Fishel trying to slug through it—she’s also flat footed, putting muscle on every clubbing left or right—BRITNEY’S ROCKERD! Dani’s hurt, Britney’s suddenly coming apart—both girls glassy eyed, falling in together, then trying to take each other’s heads off via robust uppercuts as fight tumbles to ropes. Not your typical JMD pace—this is ponderous, very heavy-handed fare—girls getting full body leverage on fight,-winning, one-at-a-time hooks, crosses and uppercuts—bending and twisting with punches for a pleasing suppleness toe-to-toe. Bell: both girls reeling, looking bedraggled. Dani makes eye contact: Britney doesn’t like it, punching her right hand into Dani’s chest, then falling nin with the left as the girls tumble to the canvas at the break.

 

R4: Britney’s crouch/uppercut/mop up punch routine proving absolutely devastating: she’s catching Fishel power shot after power shot, unhinging Dani at the knees. Fishel battling through it—reeling and stumbling around, but rallying trying to bang back. Spears managing the chaos, walking Dani down, lifting left uppercuts off the left foot, right uppies off the right foot as she steps to her foe: abrupt, muscular punching from Britney making the very best use of her curves tonight.  Dani blundering forward, eats a gorgeous right uppercut—she spills past Britney, hits ropes face first, falling to her knees with her hand in the strands, staring bleakly out at the crowd. AND BRITNEY SAILS IN SWINGING FROM BEHIND! Poor Dani up on her knees, stunned: Brit stabilizing her girl with the left hand on Dani’s left shoulder, then pounding with crook-armed rights, pounding Fishel Irish Washerwoman style on the right ear/top of the head. Ref pulls Britney off—practically throwing her aside—Spears stumbling all jiggling tummy, butt and jugs as Dani is helped to her feet. Ref still checking Fishel out WHEN SPEARS ROARS IN! Big smashing right hand carries Dani’s head back over the top rope—flops back face all dazed, eyes glazed as Dani’s body slumps softly into ropes. Dani: helpless, stooped forward with arms down and slightly forward. Britney: chugging, legs braced wide, elbows in as she digs a series of short, pumping rights to Dani’s left lung, then goes jugg with both hands in glorious, shrugging hup-hup. Crowd delirious—egging Britney on—poor Dani drooping forward, sopping up the pounding of a lifetime—SHE’S OUT ON HER FEET! Fishel swoons: Brit gathers her up under her arms and stacks her into the ropes: SPEARS WON’T LET DANI FALL! STOP THE FIGHT REF! STOP THE FIGHT! Britney’s own trainer on the apron, screaming for fight to be stopped—Syren screeching—it’s just Britney bellying up on a slackened, defenceless Dani and POUNDING HER BEEFY! FINALLY ref steps in, bodying a seething Spears back: Fishel pools on the canvas terribly beaten, lying face down in defeat. KO4 in bloodcurdling, tiara-winning fashion—Britney “I’m nobody’s victim” Spears!

 

After: Dani brought around woozy with smelling salts—all jacked up and slumped on her stool: Britney still pulsing with Fishel-hate, pushes her way in and helps Dani to her feet. Taking Dani by her bra straps, Britney gives her a shake, bobbling poor Dani’s head back and forth. Holding Dani’s RIGHT bra strap in firm left fist, Britney slaps away with the right hand—hard, flush to cheek—hoping to bring Dani around, but drawing some boos and def-con 5 posture from TE vixens ringside. Fishel stunned, mumbling “Britney…” in disbelief: they’ve always battled hard, but Britney Spears uis taking things to the next level on Dani Fishel right here, right now.

 

Left hand slides ‘round back Dani’s head, gripping Britney’s right shoulder. Brit’s right hand grips a fistful of damp Dani-hair—Spears face intense, eyes staring into the crowd as she folds Dani’s face to jugg. Spears leg-driving Dani back into TE corner, pushing in with hard-working lips set in a determined line. Fishel propped on turnbuckle, pushing at Britney’s cushioned hips. Then reaching up behind Brit to pull at her sturdy shoulders. Spears gives Dani a shake, cinching up the hold, then pushes on again—right foot slightly back to give Brit a good forward leverage. When Dani’s hands finally slide from Britney’s shoulders, to dangle lifelessly at Fishel’s sides—Spears steps aside while releasing—letting a clammy-faced Fishel swoon face first to canvas, Britney hanging around all fascinated, hands on hips as she looks down at jugged-out Dani’s shiny back, just drinking it in. Almost casual as Spears lifts her right leg, gives a beefy little hop an drops her buttock/thigh heavily onto Dani’s helpless upperback! Spears all big-girl rolling to her left knee, shouting “What?” as TE vixens pour in. Britney standing, fronting up on an enraged Hilarie Burton and Cat Bell as tempers flare. TE girls shrieking for Britney to back off—Spears yelling back, “IT’S OVER! JUST RELAX—IT’S DONE!” Tiara and jewel-encrusted bra presentation fails to lighten Britney’s mood—she looks angry as she’s decked out in JMD regalia. Colour still very high in Britney’s cheeks, adrenaline still pumping—just an emotional evening for Spears as she breaks the JMD slump, AND hands Dani a terrible, unforgivable defeat in the bargain.

 

Reposted by Archer 6/24/09.

 

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