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4 Apr 2008 Lacey Chabert vs Megan Fox

Page history last edited by Dradis 13 years, 11 months ago

Posted by simguy on 4/4/2008

 

Before: "It's been a fantasy of mine to go at Meggie's body ever since she was at Samdog," Lacey admits coyly at the podium. "Long, lean girls - I love 'em: breaking 'em down, hurting them. I've seen Fox work out - I know how she is in the ring: there's a very real danger that I'll knock her out before the fight even starts to get good - so I'll have to be careful to pace her properly. When I'm done - I want there to be a clear understanding between us: understanding that only comes after a lengthy, hard beating." Fox nonplussed, refusing to rise to the bait. "I always felt like a fish out of water with Chabert and Hewitt and all those other bulging bimbos hanging around," Fox relates. "I'm built sleek - fast - sharp; Lacey's a club - I'm a rapier - and I'm glad we're finally getting the chance to put our differences to the test. I feel I'll treat her badly in this fight. I'll cut her, bust her up. I agree on one point though: I want a long fight. I want her to know she's helpless to prevent what's happening to her - I want to see that realization in her eyes. Hey - then we can be friends again!" Fox in pale, pale blue bikini (almost white) with low-rise boy-leg bottoms; white gloves; furry white fighting mukluks; auburn hair in bed-me tangles. Lacey in heartpounding white lace push up and panties; white gloves; fluffy white fighting mukluks. Insincere touch 'em up as girls extend mitts, but clearly not as a sign of mutual respect.

 

During R1: Fox fluffing Lacey's breasts: Megs standing back straight, lower lip pouting bytchy as she bumps her mitts into Chabert's bra, then strides away - jabbing Lacey on her nose to spoil pursuit. Fox loping to her left - same pretty scowl/pout on her face - left hand slightly extended as she taps and prods the jab. Sidearm right hands take Lacey in her jugs - followed by pesky jabbing as Fox once again strides out of range. Lace impatient - rushing in and being preempted. Final minute - Chabert brazen up the middle: Fox stands her ground, stiffing in the jab, then drilling a straight, non-anticipatory right off the shoulder reminiscent of Missy P's delivery. Chabert's head back so hard, she's facing ceiling. Lacey shook, legs rubberized, buttocks immediately wobbly: bell sounds before Fox can exploit the opening. LATE HOOK TO JUGS! Megs scoring, then apologizing wide-eyed to ref - claiming she'd started the punch and couldn't pull it. "BULLSHIT!" Lacey screams, cheeks hot and rosey: Fox ignoring her, neatly bending ref to her will with smoky-eyed wiles.

 

R2: Better round for Lacey. She's moving her head out of respect - weaving Megan's jab - scooting into range. Meg covering up, blocking Lacey's wide rights up top; Chabert swiping the left in under Foxy's elbows however. Lacey deliberately crowding in, bumping and jostling Megan: as Fox backs up - Lacey's able to land wide punches to skull that Megan can't see. Ringing clouts have Fox stumbling in disarray - brunette managing to fight back in spots, scrubbing one-twos onto Lacey's head and shoulders as Chabert's pushing in.

 

R3: Lacey brawling - but there's rough technique involved. Chabert crouching, moving her head well - Fox missing most preemptive jabs as Lacey wins position time and again. Fighting off Foxy's chest - Lacey's able to bang those ribs and pump that flat tummy: Megs taking it well, but getting roughed up on the inside. As Fox disengages (or is bumped backwards) - Chabert's landing wide roundhouses, scoring to jaw or temple - drawing shouts from the crowd. Very clean, visible punches these - Fox discouraged as she rung up on the way out - slender legs buckling slightly from clubbing wallop to noggin.

 

R4: Fox with the extended left hand, pesky-pokes that jab, then shoeshines Lacey's jugs as Chabert walks through Megan's stick. Good swishing scrub - followed by a hard jab between the eyes as Foxy's stepping away: Megan's confidence flowing back as she touches Lacey up early. Chabert reckless after scoring flurries to her bra: she wants payback too badly - leading to punches from too far out, or bad balance as she lunges at Megs. Down the stretch, Lacey working her way inside, digs busily amidships, crumpling Megan up. Fox grimacing - pushes Lacey's shoulders while stepping back: Chabert bends into a sweeping overhand right, POUNDING Foxy's head flat to her right shoulder and SPRAWLING HER TO CANVAS! Megan just thrown to the mat - Lacey crowing down, then pantomiming a wobbly, hurt-fighter act before ref pushes her back. Fox on new-born foal legs when she fights her way up: she's shabby, staring at the bell.

 

R5: Fox using her legs - stepping around her foe, stepping out and away - connect percentage for both plummets as Megan refuses battle. Chabert occasionally able to cut off the ring, but eating punches to her face and breasts in the process. Pretty even, sporadic trading as Megan chews Lacey up on the way in; Lacey works Fox over when she gets there.

 

R6: Interesting series of engagements - fought at different spots: Meg stepping away, then digging in to offer battle in new foxholes all over the ring. Chabert eager to close and root Megan out of her position - leads to the best, most vigorous two-way slugging of the fight. Fox hunkering down, scraping left uppercuts, right hands, left hooks at fairly close range - bouncing her mitts off Lacey's head and shoulders. Chabert pounding heavily at the ribs and waist, punishing Foxy's perky jugs, then ringing Megan up to the head as Fox is pushed back. Meg brave and combative - but she's getting the worst of it: Lacey smiling, taunting all through the final minute as Fox digs in grimly to compete. Bell: "GIMME SOME COMPETITION!" Lacey shouts. "Don't you quit, Megan: I want 3 more rounds out of you!"

 

R7: Lacey crowds, bumps, NAILS Fox a sweeping overhand right as Megan's off balance/on her heels. Megan stomping in fence post holes, tragically rung up - she nearly does the splits and falls down, only to scarecrow-flop her way out of it and hit the ropes. Meg in terrible shape - eyelashes fluttering, lips parted: she covers up whimpering as Lacey pours in all jugs a-jumpin'. Withering beatdown - Chabert loving it on Megan - pummeling her about her midsection, then pushing her upright; beating her flanks tic-toc; clobbering her upside her head as Meg's covers her face. Brutal stuff - Lacey in there all a-jiggle - curvy legs set strong as she pushes and keeps Megan pinned down. Fox badly battered, but holds it together. Bell: Lacey withdraws, then bleats happily "BLOOD!" pointing at Megan's forehead. Fox dabs at her hairline, chagrined to see a trace of red from up there, courtesy Lacey's relentless bludgeoning.

 

R8: Fox leaning in deep - whipping her right hand over top - SMASHING LACEY'S FACE! Down goes Chabert - juggs and all - swept to the mat via Megan's gambling, lanky strike. "GET UP LACEY!" Megan shrieks, pushing against ref as poor Chabert's lolling side to side, trying to shake off shock. Lace beats the count, but she's destitute. Before rushing in, Fox shouts "YOU'RE BUSTED UP!" with glee: Lacey's cut above her left eyebrow. Fox in with a jab to the body/straight right hand to the face. Fox sliding out as Chabert bobs, hands at temples; Fox gliding back in with a buggy-whip right to the head, then a pair of swiping hooks across jugg as she's shifting weight to back (right) foot. In and out - long and graceful - Megan strapping and lashing away - never hanging around for long. Lacey sitting in ropes, bending forward and around at the waist, dukes either side her head: she's hurt bad, but dug in stubborn - Megan can't blast her out. Bell: Fox chesting up - "Don't you quit on me on Lacey - I know you want to!" Ref moves in as teary-eyed Chabert's pushing Megs back by her chest.

 

R9: Fox pivoting around planted left (front) foot - dukes up. Left jab stiff to Lacey's breasts: "Hey chubby - you like that?" Fox taunts as she rotates left. Jab to Lacey's brows: "Stealing candy, baby, stealing candy!" Jab/right hand - slick and straight to face, punching Chabert's head back: "OH THAT HAD TO HURT!" Lacey glum - turning, glaring - she's got her dukes up, but reacting slowly: Megan's picking her apart. Final minute - Megan salting away the shutout, misses a one-two over the top as Lacey ducks low and to the left, pulling a huge right hand over top - SMITING MEGS ON THE MOUTH! FOX ROCKED! FOX ROCKED! Meggie's legs bennnnd, then straighten up, pitching her forward: she ponytrots hurt out of the stumble, eyes shiny with "how could you" tears. Lacey grimly walking her foe down - driving in a right to the chest, bulling Megan to ropes in the process. Fierce, brawling beatdown - Lacey on Megan: Chabert all a-jiggle as she pounds away swift rights and lefts - beating body, crotch, thighs - just stamping all things Megan as Fox slumps to a woozy seat in ropes. Bell: Lacey's banking insurance - ref has to pull her off from behind.

 

R10: Girls get what they wanted: a long, brutal fight - but both nearly ruined in the process. Megs: all busted up, hands at her waist as she straggles out of her corner. Lacey: all busted up, trying to walk straight to Megs, but pulling off to her right with a boozy gait. Megan managing to stomp-feint Lacey, then hook her to liver while pivoting left: Chabert cramping up, hands dropping as she cringes on contact. Straight right hand; wide, swatting hook - Megan scoring against Lacey's head, buckles Chabert's legs, backs her up. Megs stepping in on her left foot, unleashing a wide, Mexican hook to the liver: little pivot left; straight right and a slapping hook once again rings Lacey's bell. Fox doubling up a jab, gets close, fluffs Lacey's juggs a brisk side-to-side shoeshine - then Foxy's gone, sliding off to the side. Chabert eating hard punches, nuisance punches, embarrassing punches - but eventually closing distance: latter half the round features several good whacking rib and waist blows, Lacey to Megan. Bell: they're still trading - Fox' lips curled off her teeth; Lacey bobbing low and trying to check Megan's chin out of the crouch. Comes back UD10: Lacey Chabert.

 

After: Lacey pumping her fists, then fronting on Megan to let her hear all about it. Fox disheveled, battered - but still combative: she's shrieking down at Lacey as angry tears flow. Hewitt off to one side - clapping, loving the chaos: she slides in behind Megan, going to all fours behind Fox's knees. Oldest trick in the book: Lacey gives Megan a healthy shove in her chest - Fox tumbles head over heels over Hewitt to the childish glee of both big-knockered beauties. Fox enraged at the stunt - scrambling up to do something about it; officials move in to separate former Samdog associates as Hewitt & Chabert slap high fives and carry on like they've just won the Superbowl.

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