Kate Upton versus Hayley Atwell
JMDD Championship
(Words & Results: Lookout!)

BEFORE: This is a HUGE American versus British bout, in more ways than one, for the JMDD Championship – with this bout taking place on British soil as Kate Upton declares that she isn't afraid to show she has the best jugs on the planet – anywhere in the world.
Of course, here Hayley Atwell has the “homefield advantage” as the crowd is
decidedly pro-Hayley, just roaring at her arrival for the bout as she declares: “Kate is definitely worthy of respect, no question. She's got an amazing pair, but mine is simply better. Lots of people have compared my gurls with the others in the Marvel series – Kat Dennings, Scarlett Johansson, Emily VanCamp – but personally, I have no doubt that mine are the best! Mine are simply irresistible and Kate, for all of her talent, is not going to be able to resist falling to my superior pair.”
Kate Upton has a healthy amount of support here as well, the frenzied crowd cheering wildly at her arrival as she beams out at her supporters, blowing kisses to them as she announces: “Listen, without a doubt, British girls have some of the best chests in the world. But, if you want the VERY best, you have to go American!” she says with a wink, “That's a lesson Hayley is going to have to learn here today and I'm super excited to do it here in on her soil, because that's a lesson that will really sink in when my jugs
stop hers!” Patriotic chants for both countries break out as the fighters arrive for the contest as the fans are on their feet, cheering wildly. It only gets more intense as Hayley Atwell arrives in a tiny bikini with the 'Union
Jack' stretched across her chest and matching gloves – hair in a fighting
ponytail and Kate Upton arrives in an equally small bikini with the
American flag emblazoned across her chest with matching gloves and fighting ponytail.
Both fighters immediately step towards one another as the ref
orders them to the middle of the ring, pressing their foreheads and chests
against one another as they try to push each other backwards. Kate is a
little taller, but Hayley might be a little heavier – both of them putting
their power on display as the ref manages to pull them apart and rings the bell to start this titanic JMDD clash off right....

R1: Kate leaning over her front foot, touching Hayley with lead rights,
licking at belly and chin with doubled up whip-hooks. Atwell with the right
under her chin, left across her body stays low, blocking and rolling in an
attempt to close range and midway through - Hayley finds chin with a sweet counter hook to put Upton wobbly butt midring.
Atwell follows up with a chopping right hand along the jaw, and a bashing hook on the teeth with plenty of forearm, spilling Upton the length of the ring.
Kate dazed, legs out the rest of the round - Hayley steals a Upton round with economical output.
R2: Similar stuff. Hayley not even trying to match reflexes with Upton,
staying defensive, letting Kate open up and looking for spots in between.
Alarmingly high connect percentage for Upton as she puts pretty
combinations together.
Off the front foot, she'll chop the right hand in, thumb up, lean onto the back foot with a batting double hook, move on in to shoulder Atwell off and reset the process.
Also troubling, that ripping double hook up underneath - Hayley's grunting as Upton gets biting pressure on those abs.
Late in the round however - Atwell once again times a beautiful counter - a curling overhand right to beat Kate's right uppercut - Upton wobbly butt, limp as Hayley pushes up on her shoulders, positions her at the ropes, and strokes her upside both jugs to steal the second with another timely flurry.
R3: Upton shakes it off, keeps plying her trade. Slashing rights and lefts in bewildering arcs are taking their toll - Atwell doing her best to move her head, but Kate's tracking is flawless.
End of the first minute, Kate licks left hands up between Hayley's gloves to shake the blonde up - Atwell in retreat for the first time as Upton hops after her, punching on the bounce.
Atwell digs in at the ropes - Upton leaning in on her front foot to work the body with snappy hooks to the bell.
R4: Cat and mouse continues. Kate much busier, throwing 4 and 5 punches for every 1 of Hayley's, and connecting plenty as Atwell starts to lump up.
But Hayley staying composed, taking a good shot, is still picking her spots
with veteran precision and she LABELS Kate midway through with another
jolting overhand right out of the crouch to jugs.
Upton put wobbly butt again, extending her palms to push Atwell off, but the blonde pounds bra and mouth with heaving force over Kate's outstretched arms.
Upton beaten back to the ropes, does a nice spin move to get out, opens up the canvas as Atwell continues to use judgement to offset power through four.
R5: Pattern continues. Hayley crouched forward, covered up, getting picked apart by Kate's licking, lashing combinations, but Atwell maintaining her distance, timing her foe and landing the haymaker to turn the round around late.
Upton queered by a crashing left hook as she pulls back with hands
down - once again she reaches in to push Hayley back, only to take
clobbering shots on the face that have her head lolling dangerously at the
bell. Atwell steals yet another Kate Upton round – blonde stumbling,
discouraged, knows the good work she's doing probably isn't carrying the
round with Atwell showing some veteran savvy on display.
R6: Kate busy, but smarter this round - she's getting off, leaning in and
out, then pivoting around, making it harder for Hayley to line her up.
Upton really digging in the hook to belly and breasts - Atwell cringing
forward from the blows, allowing Upton the second she needs to affect her escapes – both of them battering each other's jugs like there's no tomorrow as they each wince at the bell.
Heading to their corners as they ice down their chests a bit, glaring at one another across the ring as they try to
recover.
R7: Upton's uppercut resurfaces and immediately busts Hayley up out of her crouch. Atwell stumbling backward - Kate with that hopping pursuit, licking punches from her waist as she bounces forward, unerringly clapping Hayley's face with the whippy delivery.
Atwell hits the ropes hard, gloves at the cheeks - she's stooping forward in trouble as Kate goes to work.
Upton over her front foot, leaning outside Hayley's right shoulder - brunette lashing left hooks and uppercuts to the body and chin as Hayley slips into stupor.
Turns into brutal shove and slug, Upton setting her body to torque her left hands, punishing the brunette's midriff and chin, shouldering up on Hayley to press her back for more. Midway through, a short left uppercut lifts Hayley's head up - face blank, eyes glossy, and Upton keeps throwing it.
Left uppercuts bat away at Hayley's slackened features, Atwell slumping to
a seat in the ropes, taking helplessly as Upton spanks her jugs over and
over – then the ref jumps in to end it! TKO7 Kate Upton!

AFTER:The crowd is definitely torn afterwards as the “Atwell Army” of
Hayley supporters are raining down boos, but Kate's fanbase is cheering
their approval wildly – with both sides cheering the fantastic match that
was on display. Definitely a worthy JMDD title match between the two of
them that had Kate end up on top this time, but fans can only hope that the
two of them compete again here in the near future.
In the meantime, Kate is determined to ensure that there will definitely be
another match between them as the crowd is chanting “J-M-D-D.”, with
accompanying hand claps and increasing enthusiasm. Kate is watching as Hayley Atwell makes her way to her feet, unsteadily, in her corner as the crowd is already on their feet.
Roaring with approval as the ring thunders under Upton's feet and Atwell looks up in a daze, seeing Kate rapidly
approaching as she leaps up into the air. Atwell wants to move, but her
body won't respond in time and she suffers the indignity of a huge SPLASH
as Upton's chests slams down aggressively atop Atwell's, her entire body smashing down into Hayley's cuvaceous form to batter her back against the ring.
Kate smirks as she leans forward, just thrusting her chest forward
for a moment as she grips the ropes and then steps backwards, watching
Atwell slump forward towards the canvas in shock. The crowd is roaring from Kate's trademark splash as some clever sound tech plays a little clip from Bobby Darin's “Splish Splash.”
But, the crowd cheers even further as Kate goes to catch Hayley's tresses
as she tugs her head forward, forcing her towards her knees as Kate
snickers, “A perfect place for you to pay tribute to the Queen, but Hayley
– I just need you to acknowledge one or two things for me before I teach
you a lesson, understand?”
Hayley hissed, “I don't think so, Katie...” but Kate just yanks her up
quickly and then steps forward, slamming her chest hard into Atwell's jugs.
Hayley groans, stepping backwards as Kate knocks her off balance with the
chest-to-chest slam and forces her back to her knees.
“I can do that all freaking night, Hayley...” Kate says with a grin, though
it's unclear whether any further chest to chest collisions between the two
would be wise given the level of pain that these two inflicted on one
another, “So, whose jugs stopped your jugs?”
Hayley rolls her eyes, but knows that there's no point denying it when Kate
won a clear and convincing victory, albeit a frustrating one when Hayley
thought she had the bout in the bag, saying with a low hiss, “Your jugs
stopped my jugs...”
Kate responds with a patronizing pat on the head, “Was that so hard? And
so, now, given all of the patriotic snark before the match, we do need to
sort out, whose jugs are better: British or American?”
Hayley's eyes go wide with shock, though this can't be entirely unexpected as she finds herself speechless for a moment, before speaking loudly: “Bri..” but she can't get the words out before Kate leans down, just rotating her upper body to smack her rack against Hayley's face in a humiliating slap of her cleavage. Hayley is humiliated, face red and eyes
glistening angrily as she tries to respond again, but only to receive
another slap as Kate rotates her chest in from the other side. It takes a
few attempts before Hayley finally shouts out: “AMERICAN JUGS ARE BETTER!”, much to the delight of Kate and the pro-USA crowd.
Kate smirks, pumping her fist into the air triumphantly before she secures
her foe's locks in her hands once more and then darting forward, going to
wrap her arms round Hayley's head as she pulls her face into a front
sleeper.
Hayley's face disappearing between her foe's American cleavage,
squealing muffled as she tries to twist and squirm her way to freedom, but
Kate's weight, momentum, leverage and most importantly, jugs are too much.
Kate keeps a tight seal with her chest across Hayley's mouth and nose,
securing the smother as she tackles her foe to the ground.
The two of them struggle briefly, but it's Kate on top as she just lets gravity and her jugs do the work, watching as the proud Brit slows down underneath her.
Kate maintains the smother even as Atwell slows down entirely, just pumping her biceps around and staying on top, ensuring that Hayley is out cold before she makes her way back up to a sitting position.
Kate sits up, flexing her muscles and thrusting out her triumphant chest as
the crowd chants for her as she straddles her foe and accepts the “J-M-D-D” bra being placed across her chest once more as if it belongs there and right now as she glares out into the crowd of qualified British JMDD
contents, it's clear that Kate is daring any of them to say it doesn't.
After a display like that against one of the proudest pairs of jugs on the
planet, who is to say otherwise? Kate, not to mention the rest of the JMDD
division, will be eager to find out!