Hailey:
(21, 5’11, 126, FCBA Debut, SIRENs)

Before: It’s now or never - Henry Carvill positively fuming by ringside, shouting and berating the rest of his girls: ‘It’ll be a f*cking doomsday scenario, if they don’t win a single match tonight.’ Bo Krsmanovic wants to spoil their fun, only pressure on her tonight is to break her long-standing losing streak. It’s up to Hailey Clauson to do the honours of retaining any semblance of dignity for her stable. Bo is dressed in dark blue bra and briefs, in matching red gloves. Hailey, equally busty blonde, is dressed in a bright yellow top and blue bottom bikini, red gloves as well.

Round 1: Hailey determined to prove she and her friends belong in the same ring as the Vixens, comes out of corner swinging and throwing a multitude of fists at Bo’s head, seeking that early knockout that Bo is known for giving her opponents. Bo not liking this underestimation of her abilities one bit - rare show of flashing anger across her face as the brunette bounces back from the attacks, slamming her mitts off Hailey’s well-toned mid-riff and drawing grunts from the blonde. But Hailey shrugging off the blows with a tenacity, the Siren *really* wanting to win this one. Or maybe it’s just Round 1 and she’ll be feeling every punch later on in the match. But for now, Hailey’s back on the attack, pounding relentlessly on Bo’s forearms hoping to break through her guard for a lucky hook to the cheek... and a few almost do get through, knocking Bo sideways and back. Bo whining to herself at the end of round - could the brunette be heading for another spectacular defeat at the hands of an untested opponent? Certainly looks that way with a rookie like Hailey stealing the round completely with her aggression.

Round 2: Pounding on Bo’s defences continues into the second round, the blonde just not giving up on her prize. Stablemates cautiously optimistic along with trainer Henry Carvill. Part of them really hungry for this sole win in tonight’s PPV, the other part hoping that Hailey doesn’t exhaust herself out in the first ten minutes of what could be potentially a long and arduous match between two heavy-hitters. True enough, signs of waking the giant evident in a newly spunky Bo, who’s retreating less this round and standing her ground more often, trading heavy blows with her opponent. Hailey grunting more loudly as the fists come harder and faster, spanking off her midsection and flanks, but she still manages to disorientate Bo with counter-blows to her face, stunning the busty brunette late into the round and convincing the judges to let her come out slightly ahead.

Round 3: Hailey’s body *already* changing colour, her belly littered with red welts, but Bo’s face no better - both girls not high on their defensive stats, it seems… Hailey seems satisfied with her performance so far and contented with repeating strategy from first two rounds by wading in and firing hooks at Bo’s direction. Fellow Sirens have look of concern when Bo’s early defensive guard giving her some breathing room - it’s the Vixen’s turn to shine when she easily blocks a slow-moving right hook with her forearm, then SCREAMS a straight right hand into Hailey’s face!! Blonde wasn’t expecting that one bit - her eyes roll back and lips curl in pain as she’s forced backwards. On comes Bo now, like a bulldozer, paying back with hand after hand into Hailey’s cheeks!! Hailey groans meekly with each strike to her face, her guard almost non-existent now, arms flailing wildly in front, but she’s finally saved by the bell and left panting along the top rope. Bo pumps a fist to herself with silent confidence - could be an indication of a turn in her fortunes?

Round 4: Apparently not, folks... In her eagerness, Bo charges straight at her opponent at the bell. It’s a bad move, as Hailey’s not considered down and out yet. The blonde sees her opponent coming a mile away, is able to dance out of the way of Bo’s power right hand that misses by a long shot. Instead, busty brunette gets clubbed across the chest for her futile efforts as she crashes into the turnbuckle instead and turns around at wrong moment. Bo stunned and suddenly hugging her chest, letting Hailey blast another clean left hook, right hook combination to her face, before Bo has sanity to put up her guard again. But Hailey steps inside to brawl now, burying her left and right glove into Bo’s tummy. Bo not liking this one bit, clinches forward in last minute and wrestles Hailey around easily, slamming her own right hand up into midsection. Both girls grunting now along the ropes - Bo getting the upper hand due to her size, folding the blonde in half and leaving Hailey draped over her fist. Hailey gasping, but finally shoving Bo off her. Rest of minute has Hailey cautious, protective, but Bo seems to want to brawl again, but is kept away by Hailey’s long jabs to her face and chest. A close round goes to Hailey, but people are looking skeptical if she can keep Bo away for long.

Round 5: It’s a classic back-and-forth brawl, ladies and gentlemen, with both blonde and brunette going at each other in the center of the ring. Bo appears to like the taste of Hailey’s tummy, wading in early in the round and slipping around Hailey’s slow hooks to her head, again drumming her fists into blonde belly with dull thud thud thud thud. Hailey mouth open wide and gaping, but she manages to clinch forward surprisingly well, her training paying off it seems, and denying her body targets to Bo by hugging her close. However, this doesn’t work for long - Bo’s bigger size again taking control of the wrestling clinch, muscling Hailey back to the ropes and chopping stiff uppercuts into middle of blonde’s tummy, then Hailey’s chest and finally rocking blows to the base of her chin. Hailey simply getting mauled by a lioness along the ropes, desperately trying to shove Bo off but the Vixen’s keeping her at bay with her own body, whilst her fists do the rest of the talking! Bell ends with Bo’s right fist still resting on Hailey’s pulsing stomach - Bo grins confidently in her foe’s face as she senses her victory, leaving an exhausted Hailey slumped over the top ropes and hanging there from both arms.

Round 6: Hailey treated like a wounded, bleeding animal here… or at least that’s how Bo sees her as she hounds Hailey at the beginning of the bell. Hailey having trouble with her footwork and defence, all she can afford to do is snap out as many warning jabs in Bo’s direction. Some of which actually land on Bo’s face, but it’s not until Hailey gets a lucky opening and RAMS both her gloves into Bo’s jugs in desperation that Bo GASPS loudly and is shocked in her tracks, does a light bulb go on in Hailey’s mind - has she found Bo’s Achilles Heel? She certainly thinks so now, new strategy to circle around Bo and firing hard hands into Bo’s breasts from every angle and opening. Bo covering up her chest and her rapidly deteriorating bikini top, only leaving her face open now to the same long jabs from Hailey. Hailey regains her footing and confidence in the sixth round as she peppers Bo into submission at the bell: big Bo merely limping back to her corner, cradling her chest and fixing her tattered bra straps.

Round 7: Hailey grinning for some reason as she watches Bo advancing on her. Bo seems to want to brawl like before, coming in fast, but curiously throwing caution to the win by not covering her assets at all. Ah… this the reason for Hailey’s mischievous grin - blonde fires first shot(s) of the round by again pulling her hands back and RAMMING them up into both of Bo’s jugs when the brunette gets in too close. However, Hailey’s wide grin soon turns into a frown as Bo shrugs off what must be an intense, sharp pain coursing through her chest. Instead, the brunette beauty SLAMS a nice right hook that simply contorts Hailey’s cheek!! Hailey doesn’t know what hit her - body spins straight back into the ropes, and Bo again on the blonde in an instant, lopping payback punches now into Hailey’s undefended breasts left-right-left-right-left puh puh puh puh puh - Hailey looking completely out of sorts as she struggles to put up her hands to defend. Bo swings another right hook up high at head - collective gasp from the audience as they see the knockout blow coming, but so does Hailey!! Whether by sheer luck or circumstance, Hailey raises her guard just in time, protecting her from the full blunt of the force, but still a powerful blow, shoving Hailey further down along the ropes. Bo chases after her with shots to the body and more blasts to her Hailey’s face guard. Last 30 seconds and Hailey clinches in desperation. Once again both beauties wrestle for control in the corner, but Bo still managing to exploit her weakened state by scrubbing her fist repeatedly against trembling tummy flesh.

Round 8: Sirens in corner now eerily silent - they see the end coming and know it will take a miracle for Hailey to pull ahead after last round’s shutout. Hell, it’s a miracle that Hailey has managed to stay alive and make it to the eighth! Nonetheless, Melissa Satta is screaming from corner: “SCRUB HER JUGS, HAILEY!!” Not sure if Hailey heard that or had the mental capacity to respond, however. Hailey’s opponent, though, seen grinning now, eager to take advice instead by popping fist after fist into Hailey’s chest, to the painful indignation of the blonde. Bo seems to be playing with her opponent at this point, having an easy opportunity to go after Hailey’s head, but instead she seems content with jug torture, allowing the blonde to lob some desperate shots straight into Bo’s chest. Both girls now growling as they trade punch after punch that slam into alternate racks, fists just chugging upwards into chest. Bo, however, soon turns wiser: next uppercut goes higher, landing squarely on Hailey’s chin and sending Clauson’s head snapping backwards. “YES!!” Steve Boyd cries out, not being able to help himself, as Bo slams follows up now, snapping punch after punch into Hailey’s weakening jaw, the lights slowly being turned off as Hailey screws her eyes shut and spit flies in every direction. With a last snarl, Bo CRASHES a left hook into side of cheek - blonde already wobbly by this point, body simply twists and rotates 180 degrees from the blow. Eyes glaze over as Hailey crashes into the canvas chin-first. Crowd’s The roar from the crowd is deafening, but it’s even louder when referee takes one look at a fallen Hailey and signals for the bell!! The Vixens have done it - a complete sweep of the evening with a 5:0 complete domination of the Sirens!!


Official Decision: Bo Krsmanovic defeats Hailey Clauson via KO8!


After: Bo seems like she can’t believe she has won herself - she stands there in the middle of the ring, both gloves still up and swaying on the spot. It’s not until her stablemates rush into the ring and embrace her does she blink away tears of disbelief. Bo’s first win in a long time finally solidified when the referee raises her hand up. Hailey managing to will her bruised body to sit up along the ropes, groaning deeply as she’s attended by medical staff and fellow Sirens. She finds herself suddenly approached by a smirking Bo, who has removed both her gloves. The brunette’s advance is stopped by a defiant Melissa Satta. “Get out of my way,” Bo hisses, suddenly turning serious. “I’ve earned this, and you’re not taking away my win.” Both girls get into a verbal sparring match right there and then, but it’s only when things get physical - Bo shoving her out of the way - do her fellow stablemates restrain the Italian beauty from behind, allowing Bo free access to the bubbling blonde beneath her. Bo resumes her smirk, grinning as she bends down and picks up the moaning Hailey by her strawberry blonde hair. She flattens her body against Hailey’s, pinning her against the ropes like before. They exchange words like this, both bodies pressed against each other, and from the look on Hailey’s face, it’s nothing pleasant. Bo continues her firm grip on blonde hair, at various points tugging sharply back and forth, as if positioning Hailey’s face in direct eye contact with her magnificent jugs, forcing Hailey to admit admiration. Bo soon releases her hold, allowing Hailey to slump back down to her knees, her cheek resting and mouth breathing on Bo’s tummy. Photo of the night right there, folks.

It’s certainly been a spectacular night, but that concludes the VIX/SIR Exhibition PPV event. One thing’s for sure though: one stable has certainly proven themselves tonight, and one stable definitely has some soul-searching to do. Let’s not forget though, the voyage is only half-over. Until next time!