Posted by Simguy on 12/2/2006, 9:53 am.

Before; Usually intimidating, overly sexy women rendered fidgety and anxious in one another’s presence--each constantly stealing furtive glances at the other, searching for any sign of physical let down since the last contest. Daniel shows up at the weigh-in uncharacteristically clothed in cami-top and panties (usually makes weigh-in in the buff--but doesn’t want to give Krista that kind of scouting-look before festivities). Allen similarly demure and both girls refusing to take photos together--everything must be CGI’d and photoshopped together>

“they’re just very tense together,” one anonymous source is quoted in BLONDE! Magazine, “You have to understand--they are constantly paired in apartment wrestling matches, constantly compared to each other, they equal frequent clubs which are strictly off-limits to the other--it’s a really big deal any time they have to compete against each other face-to-face,”

Krista in stark black string bikini, tan sheepskin moccasins with fur trium and pom-poms; sheepskin boxing mittens. Brittany in crimson bikini, tan sheepskin UGG boxing boots,  tan sheepskin boxing mittens.

Staredown very nervy, skittish--both girls looking at the floor, up at the ceiling rather than holding each other’s gaze, both refusing to touch gloves when called.

During R1: Brittany left at hip, right at chin: loose, relaxed, springy, Krista comparatively tight at the open, frowning, dukes up. Moments in, Daniel stomp-feints, brings a sharp lead right hand as Allen flinches: Krista ROCKED to the chin, then caught a biting left hook while she’s stumbling around, Daniel grinning, hurting Krista easily and early: another smoking lead right, another hook tic-toc toggles Allen’s chin and KRISTA SCOOTS TO HER BUTT! Allen’s dark eyes welling with tears as she sits up pretty, knuckles on canvas--Daniel tossing her soft blonde mane, strutting prettily to neutral corner. Wonky 8 Allen--eyes blinking, lips parted--she digs in at the ropes rather than venturing to meet Brittany in space: blonde wades in all cocky grin and swaggering hips to serve it up. Thumping sheepskin beta down ensues: Allen cowering crouching forward behind her mittens and sopping up a thumping; Daniel unleashing a torrent of muscular, snatching lefts and rights--great denting punches smashing at succulent flanks, breasts and tummy of her toned foe. ALLEN TAKES A KNEE! Krista blubbering, cringing in body-throb as she kneels art the ropes--Brittany turns away at the bell, hands high, smirk in place, slow-striding back to her corner all bossy in the first,

R2: Daniel a-glow, pouncing at Krista with hands low, power punches propelled with hips-and-torso twitches up off the thighs in curling arcs. Allen scrambling in retreat, wants no part of Brittany’s startling power--brunette loping gracefully to her right, eyes narrowed, just trying to manage the heat. Minute mark--Allen fades back from a piercing Daniel right, answers with a sudden counter-right ion the tip of Daniel’s chin, puts the hook on top tidy and DANIEL GOES DOWN! Brittany all staring and stunned, pushing up off  her left hip to get groggily to her feet--her turn to dig in and get tuff at the ropes as HERE COMES KRISTA! Allen snarling, tearing at her blonde with vindictive, bitter pay-back flurries: Daniel huddling behind her gloves, trusting her curvy legs to hold her up, Krista lavish with her punishment--stroking rights and lefts against Brittany’s taut midriff; pushing the right forearm into Brittany’s guard, then digging her left hooks thick to paunch with sheepskin-y thuds; tightening up her delivery to clip uppercuts in close, scraping at Daniel’s forehead, Brittany savagely beaten, but refusing to give Krista a second knockdown: blonde sucks it up, takes a drubbing, stays standing, swaying on the spot at the bell. Allen SEETHING, chesting up, nostrils flaring as she sniffs at the hurt--Brittany glassy-eyed, pushing reflexively into Krista to budge hated brunette back.

R3: Both vixens hurt,  both gambling recklessly--each trying to clip the other with power while darting in and out midring.  Athletic crowd-pleasing stuff: flashing fists; glaring eyes; long, damp locks tossing; tanned, toned limbs shredding muscularly into relief as they plant, pivot, leap. High-risk shoot can end only one way--each girl coming close with glancing power I the first minute, drawing squeals of anticipation from the audience. Midway through, Allen fading backwards in good order, baiting Brittany forward--Daniel polunces and CATCHES A VICIOUS~LEFT HOOK BEHIND THE EAR! Krista intercepting her blonde with sleek timing, tucking her shoulder in tight behind the shot, popping her hips and straightening up into the blast--just a gorgeous withering rip to the head sends Brittany crashing past Allen to sprawl face-first on the canvas. Allen breaking into her first broad smile of the bout--indeed, perhaps her first smile since Jennifer O’Dell. Daniel terribly hurt, struggles up to all fours, then collapses forward onto her face again, flopping pathetically around as the count passes her by. KO3 in gun slinging fashion--Krista Allen.

After: Daniel absolutely crestfallen--losses to Charisma Carpenter or Krista Allen cut especially deep for Brittany--she’s a sobbing wreck on her stool. Allen de-gloving, strutting triumphantly to the HMK corner--she reaches under her foe’s muscular arms to pull a protesting Brittany to her feet, Brunette slides her right arm around cringing blonde hips--Allen kissing Brittany on her left cheek, causing Daniel to press out fresh tears. Krista takes Daniel for a slow, gloating walk of shame--visiting all four corners as Allen waves regally with her free hand while Daniel blubbers in devastation.

Reposted by Archer 12/29/10.