Go back to Sarah Carter vs Lacey Chabert

Posted by Jeri's Knockouts on 10/31/2008

“You dirty skank!” Lacey Chabert shouted at Sarah Carter, “You were MINE!  I beat you and you know it!”

“Go to hell, you stupid whore!” Sarah shouted back, “A tramp like you will always be second best to someone like me!”

Restrained by their respective entourages, the two lovely young ladies continued to scream their heads of at each other.  Clearly, neither was pleased with the lack of a decisive finish, and in spite of the toll that 10 rounds had taken on each of their bodies, both were eager to continue fighting in spite of the already announced verdict.  Though still being kept separated, Lacey and Sarah were now only a few feet apart, just barely out of arms reach of each other.

“Goddammit, get your hands off of me!” Sarah raged as she tried to wriggle her way free, “I’m gonna kill her!”

“I’m not letting go of you,” Hayden Panettiere shouted as she tried to hold Sarah back, “She’s not worth it!”

Sarah snarled as she struggled, but her arms were securely tied behind her back by Hayden’s.  “Let go!  Let me at her!”

“Calm down!” Hayden pleaded, “I won’t let you-“

Before the younger blonde could finish her sentence, Lacey wrenched her way free of her seconds and launched herself at Sarah.  She swung a looping right hand which caught her rival clean across her jaw.  The blow violently rocked Sarah’s head sideways and she slumped forward, knocked completely the phuck out.  Hayden, who had held Sarah in place just long enough for Lacey to get in the knockout blow, shrieked in surprise as she could no longer hold up her stablemate’s weight and let her fall face-first to the canvas.  She tried to move in and check on Sarah, but was quickly rebuffed by Lacey, who shoved her back by her shoulders. 

“Back off, bitch,” Lacey growled, “She’s mine.”

“I beat you before,” Hayden snapped back as she raised her hands into a defensive stance, “and I’ll do it again.”

“You’ll end up just like her,” Lacey smirked as she nodded at Sarah’s motionless body.”

The two continued to face off for a moment, but Hayden suddenly backed off, lowering her guard.  Lacey smiled devilishly as the blonde retreated, but didn’t notice the split second that Hayden’s eyes averted to look at the figure looming behind the brunette.  As Hayden stepped through the ropes and onto the apron, Lacey merely grinned and turned her attention to her now defenseless prey. 

Sarah groaned and slowly started to come to as Lacey pulled her to her feet by her hair.  Flashing a Cheshire cat smile, Lacey lunged in and tackled her back into a corner.  Sarah blurted out in pain as she was slammed against the turnbuckle and began to slump down, but Lacey caught her and locked on with a breast smother.  The wind knocked out of her, the blonde immediately struggled for freedom, pawing her hands at the brunette’s waist and hips.  However, she was in no condition to resist, and after about 20 seconds of unending jug Sarah’s body started to go limp.  Grinning, Lacey let go and pulled Sarah’s arms over the top ropes, leaving her quarry hanging and helpless. 

“Enjoy that first taste, bitch?” Lacey taunted, “I hope you’re ready… I’ve got a complete tour of my cleavage waiting for your face…” 

Admiring her work, Lacey reached out and pulled the band out of Sarah’s hair, undoing the hated ponytail once and for all.  Lacey smiled and prepared to pounce, but before she could, she felt a firm hand tapping on her shoulder.  Lacey turned around just in time for her face to meet Jennifer Love Hewitt’s right fist.  The punch landed with the brutal force of a sniper’s bullet, and it was now Lacey’s turn to crash down face-first to the canvas.

Wearing a sleeveless navy blue turtleneck and jeans, Jennifer was a picture of perfection as she stood over the fallen younger brunette.  Rolling Lacey over and straddling her, Jen wasted no time and began pounding her rival’s rack with a brutal fistic assault.  Trying to shake off Jennifer’s first chin-check, Lacey screamed as she was rudely awakened by the rain of punches slamming into her jugs.  

“One good turn deserves another, bitch,” Jennifer shouted, “I hope you enjoy it!”

Grasping the bottom of her shirt, Jennifer pulled it up and stripped it off of her body in one deft, sexy motion.  The flash of cameras was blinding as every last one went off, capturing the original Jugs of Mass Destruction displayed proudly in a black lace bra.  Snaking her hands around Lacey’s head, Jennifer bent down and began to breast smother her prey.  Lacey squirmed helplessly as she tried in vain to escape, her cries muffled beneath the weight of Jennifer’s jugs.  As Lacey’s struggles began to subside, Jennifer relented and lifted her breasts off of her rival’s face.  

Gasping for air, Lacey pushed weakly against Jen’s shoulders.  Her hands moved and pressed against Jennifer’s rack, causing the older brunette to promptly grab her wrists and pry her hands away.  Pinning them to the mat above Lacey’s head, Jennifer planted her breasts on her foe’s face again.  Jennifer cooed as she ground her jugs across Lacey’s face, repeatedly rolling them across her pretty features before settling them down to deprive her rival of air.  Lacey’s struggles were weaker this time – no one could hear her soft whimpers except for Jennifer.  Finally, after pushing Lacey to the brink of oblivion, she let go and pushed herself up, leaving her jugs dangling inches above Lacey’s face. 

“Tell me you’re sorry for attacking me,” Jennifer demanded, “and I’ll end it quickly.”

“I’ll make you pay,” Lacey moaned, “I’ll fucking make you pay…”

Jennifer pressed her tits down again, clearly displeased by the answer she got.  Lacey squirmed helplessly under the crushing pressure for what seemed like an eternity until Jennifer lifted her chest up again. 

“Say you’re sorry,” Jennifer repeated venomously, “Say it or else.” 

“I’m sorry,” Lacey cried, “Please… Please stop…” 

Jennifer wrapped her arms around Lacey’s head and neck and began to smother her again.  Lacey pawed weakly against Jennifer’s torso and bucked beneath her, but it was no use.  True to her word, Jennifer ended it swiftly – with her face pressed tightly into the older brunette’s cleavage, Lacey’s struggles soon ceased as her hands fell to the mat.   

Letting go and rising to her feet, Jennifer smiled as she looked around and spotted Sarah – still hanging from the ropes in the corner, she was clearly still trying to shake off the effects of Lacey’s smother.  Sauntering over, Jennifer grabbed her by her hair and pulled her out of the corner. 

“Don’t think I’m going to let you off the hook,” Jennifer purred, “Next time, you should think twice about trying to drag me into your feud with Tits-for-brains over there.”

Jennifer tugged Sarah’s head down and forward against her breasts, cuddling her with a standing breast smother.  Sarah jerked immediately and tried to wriggle her way free, but it was no use against a veteran of the hold like Jennifer.  Backing up slowly, Jennifer pulled Sarah along in a stumbling march.  It was mercifully quicker with the blonde, who soon succumbed to the brunette’s jugs.  As Sarah’s legs gave out Jennifer let her fall, laying her out on top of Lacey’s unconscious form in a neat body-to-body pin. 

Jennifer smiled as she looked down and admired her work.  She had left Lacey and Sarah in a jug-induced slumber, lying together and at peace with each other in a way that neither had known for many years. 

“Look at those two,” Jennifer sighed, “Seems like they were meant for each other after all!”