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6 February 2012 Vanessa Hudgens vs Michelle Williams

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Posted by Lookout! Boxing/HISC on 2/6/2012, 7:59 pm

 

(Results by Simguy)

 

JMD ("JUGGS OF MASS DESTRUCTION") Bout

 

 

BEFORE: “She’s not my kryptonite,” Mishy insists pre-fight, getting perturbed at the continuous questions about Hudgens’ ability to vex her in the ring and in the subsequent AHW best seller. “I’ve got no explanation for what she did to me in the bedroom. I’ll put it this way. She found a way to beat me.” And after prompting from the press corps. “She jugged me out, is that what you want to hear? But we’re back in the ring and I’m going to tear into her little plums like I haven’t eaten in a week. She’s going to be bleating at me to stop, but I’m not going to. Not until the 10th and then I’ll take her will, too.”
Mishy, perhaps trying to break a bit of bad luck when it comes to Nessa and the way she’s battered the zebra stripes switches unis, instead going with the black lace and flesh-colored two-piece from her recent GQ shoot, leaving little to the imagination but taking away the perilous proclivity of the unknotting of her twist-tie. Hair is in platinum Marilyn tousle down to the jawline; black mitts and shoes.


'I think our little rivalry can be boiled down to three very simple words, that even Mish can understand...” Vanessa states confidently, “Mishy. Is. Mine.”, holding up three fingers to emphasize each word, “And after tonight, her jugs will belong to me too. I jugged her out in the AHW best-selling DVD that I know you all watched and tonight, you'll get to see it again.”
Vanessa Hudgens basks in the attention prior to the match, enjoying the questioning that Michelle is getting from the assembled press corps. Vanessa takes a few more questions from the audience, though scowls at a reporter who dares to bring up her last loss to Michelle which occurred in an FCBA ring Nessa takes the opportunity to answer, stating, “Obviously Mish thought she had me all figured out and had me solved. But, she can't solve it when somebody is better than her and I'm much, much better than her. Tonight, she'll learn that my jugs are better and that's when they're in her face!”

Nessa, eager to continue the theme from the AHW DVD and perhaps to replicate its success, has decided to wear a tiger-striped bikini outfit, showcasing her own cleavage as she puts her hair in a ponytail that hangs down to her neck. A pair of white gloves and shoes adorn her body.

Referees are on stand-by to prevent scuffling when the two hated rivals touch up their gloves, but apart from glares and dismissive glances towards one another's cleavages, it passes without incident. Almost.

Right towards the end, Vanessa presses her right glove against Michelle's chest as they're being led apart and whispers in a low tone of voice, “Mine, Mishy. All mine.” as an outraged squeal erupts from Williams. Wild shoving, shouts and some jug-mugging ensues before officials are able to separate the two. The two manage to be guided to their respective corners as tempers and tensions are higher than ever. Mishy and Nessa stare daggers at one another across the ring.

R1: When the round begins, it's clear neither of them have cooled down. Both Williams and Hudgens meet in the middle of the ring. Toe-to-toe, face-to-face and jug-to-jug in the center as they engage each other in ferocious fashion. Both fighters exchange blows to the body as the opening round is a war of attrition, which goes to Mish as she's able to bully Vanessa backwards towards the ropes though Nessa gets in a few good shots to the body to Mish to make her back off as the two share blazing and hateful glares at one another as Mish takes round 1.

R2: Vanessa comes out angry in the second round as she roars right out of her corner and it's Mishy who is unable to pick up the blitz this time. Nessa controlling the terms of engagement as she pounds Williams’ body, causing her to fold up as it's Vanessa turn to bully her rival backwards towards the ropes. Just dodging, feinting and bobbing as Mishy is forced to cover up as a confident Hudgens chases her around the ropes. Late in the round, however, after about two minutes of absorbing Nessa's blows to the body, Mish is able to drift a powerful right hook into Nessa's legs that has her wobbly. A follow up jab to her face ensures that Mishy is able to drive Nessa back into the turnbuckle and helps herself to a healthy helping of jug. Nessa blinking, doing her best to cover up as Mish steals the round late and is still scrubbing at jug when the referee pulls her off. If that was a twist-tie, it would not have survived that onslaught. Mish steals round 2 late.

R3: Both fighters come out from their corners for the third round, but only one of them is ready to fight as Mish takes this one bell-to-bell. It's clear that Vanessa has not recovered yet from the late assault and jug-mugging in the previous round. Nessa is rocked and looks like it as Mish just floats around the ring. Eager to ensure that Nessa doesn't get any traction this round, Williams chests Nessa back into the ropes. Smothering action ropeside here as she focuses her attacks on Nessa's proud abs this round, just hammering right-left-right into Nessa's tummy. Pounding at her tummy with the right, the left glove stacking her up against the ropes and adding an insurance clout along her tawny rival's chest as the round ends with a shutout for Mish. Nessa whines in protest, trying to recover and get some traction in this contest.

Tweets are exchanged back from stars like Ashley Tisdale, Brenda Song, Jamie Chung, Emily Browning and even Hayden Panettiere, all of whom have had history with at least one of the fighters in the ring. Much of the focus on the tweets are on how hurt Nessa looks.

R4: Vanessa takes the break between rounds to recover and comes out with a different style of attack this time, with a more steady and patient assault. Nessa touches Michelle up for points, jabbing and drilling stiff hooks into Mishy's body. However, it soon degenerates into another slugging contest in the center of the ring as the two of them stagger along the ropes. In this exchange though, it's Vanessa who hits harder and moves just a little bit faster. Fighting desperate to reverse the pounding she's received the last few rounds, Nessa delivers quick little combos and hard jabs towards Mishy's ribs and cleavage. Michelle isn't about to just take it, though, exchanging jabs to Vanessa's ribs and body. Vanessa gets the better of this round though, eking out close points as she slams a hard punch to Mishy's abs after the bell, folding up her blonde rival as the ref admonishes her. Vanessa shows off her will and resilience in this round to take her first round of this JMD contest.

R5: Both fighters come out as Mish is clearly enraged by the late shot at the end of the last, coming out of her corner like a bullet as Vanessa is forced to backpedal a bit. Vanessa is forced to move backwards, picking up her jabs and exchanging a few of her own. Once again, the two of them are shoving and slugging in the middle of the ring before too long. It's a methodical and savage affair between the of them this round, but towards the end of the round – this time – it's blonde gloves that are able to hit a little bit harder. Michelle gets the better of this grinding round, the two of them fighting close-range and although most of the round is dominated by Nessa outhitting Williams in this exchange, it's Mish who is able to back Nessa up and pound a few combinations of blows into Hudgens’ chin, chest and ribs. It's enough to give the edge to Michelle this round as she is ahead on the cards 4-1.

The tweets fly fast and furious as the gloves did in the previous round, with the same fighters chiming in with their impressions and even joined by a few other flyweights such as Heather Hemmens, Lindsay Lohan, Lacey Chabert, Nina Dobrev and Annalynne McCord. Given the close nature of the last two rounds, some of the tweets discuss whether Vanessa Hudgens will be able to make a comeback in this JMD contest.

R6: The answer to the question posed in the tweets is a resounding 'No' from Michelle Williams as it's clear from the opening bell of this round that she has no plans of letting Vanessa back into the match at this point. It's brutal stuff as Mish clocks her with a right hand early in the round that slams into Nessa's jaw. Vanessa's legs buckle, clearly dazed as she drifts into the ropes. Mish wrapping her arms underneath Hudgen's arms and bullying her back into the ropes. Mish takes this round big, battering Vanessa's jugs without any mercy. Vanessa mainly forced to absorb it, bleating loudly as Mishy spreads her legs to deliver additional punishment as Hudgen's jubblies are forced to jump around with a methodical scrubbing delivered from Mishy this time around. Vanessa manages to deliver a few jabs towards William's chin or ribs to try to prevent Mishy helping herself to jug, but it's no use. Nessa is in tears as Mish is finally pulled off, so lost in jug-hate that she doesn't even hear the bell. Or at the very last, pretends not to. Mish flashes a confident grin at Nessa, recognizing how rocked her rival is. This was a very decisive round that neither fighter can ignore and the big question is how will Vanessa respond in the next round.

R7: The answer unfortunately for Hudgens' fan is not very well. Mish gets on top of Vanessa early and Vanessa seems unable to recover from the bell-to-bell beating she received in the previous round. Vanessa, to her credit, does fight back. Hudgens hammers in some heavy blows to Mishy's ribs, chin and even manages to touch up her jugs a bit more, but Mish won't have it at this point. Mishy pushes her rival's right arm to the side and just uses her own arm to plunder at Vanessa's tummy and chest again. Just steady pounding with a barrage of blows into Vanessa's tummy, hammering into her belly button as Vanessa seems to slump forward. When she does, Mish pushes her back into the ropes and just delivers more punishment into Hudgens’ chest. Even though it's not a twist-tie, the straps of the bikini top are not holding up very well to these continued blows to her cleavage as Mish appears eager to prove her pre-match predictions correct as she tears into Hudgens’ “plums” as if she hasn't eaten in weeks and she doesn't seem interested in stopping. Vanessa fights back tears and fights to keep her top on as she tries to cover up her chest, drifting down butt-first against the ropes. Once again, Mish is pulled off. But, not before she presses her glove into Vanessa's nearly exposed chest and whispers, “Mine.” Ouch.

R8: This round is a different story, however. Whether Mish has worn herself out from her savage slugging the previous two rounds or whether Vanessa is energized by William's hateful taunt, it's Vanessa who is able to work her way back into the match this round. Desperate and bitterly going after Mishy's rack, just delivering a steady combination of hooks and jabs against her heaving jugs. Mishy seems a little worn out, which Hudgens appears eager to take advantage of. Forcing Mishy backwards towards the ropes, though never able to trap her in the corner like she clearly wants to. Vanessa batters Mishy along the ropes, however as Hudgens forces Mish to cover up and hug her rack. Nessa is dazed, but her eyes flicker with rage as the ref needs to pull her off at the end. Vanessa tries to wiggle free to deliver a little extra shots to Mishy's jug as Nessa is able to take this round. Williams glares at her opponent as she adjusts her top a bit, her eyes glistening with tears and determination, though.

R9: It would appear that the theory of Mish just being a little out of breathe the previous round appears to be the correct one as Mishy just pours herself onto Vanessa for another smothering shutout. Michelle's gloves push Nessa's arms down towards her body as they initially exchange sneaky and sharp hooks into one anothers body, but that's brief. Bodying Vanessa all over the ring as it's brutal punishment between the two, but mainly Mish-on-Nessa violence this round. Vanessa gets off the occasional jab, but each time, Mishy pushes her arms back down to deliver harsh jabs into Vanessa's abs, ribs or jug. Mishy targeting her opponent's jubblies now, black leather spanking off of battered brunette flesh. It's a disheartening round for Hudgens as any momentum she had hoped to gain from the previous round and any hope she had attained flickers out quickly with repeated short jabs and hooks to Nessa's body, chin and jugs to shut her out. By the end of the round, Vanessa staggers into her stool and has to be roused a bit. Vanessa adjusts her top once again, ensuring she doesn't suffer a wardrobe malfunction as this match is already frustrating enough for her. From across the ring, Mish blows her a kiss.

The flyweights continue to exchange tweets on this JMD contest, but the general consensus at this point is that Vanessa is done and many of the flyweights chiming in are eager to see Nessa get humiliated afterwards if Mish is able to close this out as expected.

R10: It's clear from the outset of this round that Nessa is spent. The final round lasts only approximately a minute as Mishy delivers a few more shots into Hudgens’ cleavage. Vanessa gamely tries to fight back, trying to jab out towards Mish but Williams isn't having it. Mish sends her right glove flicking out and hits Hudgens with a hard right uppercut that clips Nessa across her chin. She stays upright for a moment, but Vanessa has a bad case of wobbly-butt! Legs almost locking together and as she staggers forward towards Mishy. Williams follows up with a right hook that sends her foe’s head whipping to the side. Vanessa collapses forward to the canvas and Mish starts to take a step forward to follow up, but the ref steps in to award the Jugs of Mass Destruction (JMD) contest to Michelle Williams via KO10. When Vanessa goes back to watch the tapes afterwards, it'll be clear she never fully recovered from Round 6, regardless of how she was able to take round 8. As Mish predicted before the contest, it did indeed go to ten rounds, but seeing Vanessa stumble off of her stool for the last frame, it's hard to see how. If Vanessa can take anything away from this contest - it's that she kept fighting.

AFTER: By the time Vanessa hits the floor, the Swan Lake tape is already in. Don't even kid yourself that FCBA executives weren't prepared for that.


Slippery fingers, however, prevent play from being hit right away as FCBA audiences around the world are treated to seeing Michelle Williams standing over a dazed Vanessa Hudgens sprawled on her back, screaming down at her as Mishy's jugs heave in and out. Glaring down at Hudgen's battered body, she screams down, “Whose jugs stopped your jugs, huh? Whose jugs stopped your jugs?!?”, looking positively feral before the serene strains of Swan Lake are playing loudly.

 

However, those with the forethought to have acquired front row tickets do get to see Michelle yank the tawny, raven-haired trollop off the canvas by a wrist. Swinging the rubbery-legged Hudgens in a semi-circle, Mishy stuffs the wavering Disneyite into the Consortium corner, Nessa hitting back first and throwing her arms over the top ropes on either side, keeping her sagging frame from melting to the canvas.

The dark, glassy eyes of Nessa gain a flicker of recognition as Williams nears at a leisurely pace, then almost seductively nuzzling in close to a bleating, protesting Hudgens. The balking Vanessa pushes softly at the blonde’s shoulders, but a snarling Mish forces her way through the feeble effort. Williams spreads her arms in a high, wide ‘V’ and collapses them behind and around Nessa’s noggin, lovingly embracing the fear-stricken visage of Hudgens into her warm, enveloping cleavage.

Already lightheaded from the pounding of ten brutal rounds, Hudgens can do little more than wriggle as Mishy’s front sleeper tightens into an unbreakable knot, Nessa’s lips and nose finding full, ivory jug. Her startled frantic gaze is upturned toward the gloating Williams’ hazel pools. “Cream rises, sweetheart,” Mish growls, “and this conquest is LONG overdue.”

The words seem to give Vanessa a brief spurt of opposition, enough to buy breathing space for a second or two, Hudgens taking the opportunity to suck down some oxygen, but she’s quickly swallowed back up, Williams pressing her body in, sandwiching the ingénue, wedging her into the buckles until Mishy can draw Vanessa’s head back 45 degrees and cover her with a wave of jug that is fortified with mass and gravity of a heavy lean.

The raven-haired beauty’s golden glossy gams, already wobbly, stiffen for a second or two then unhinge and Mishy has all she can do to keep Hudgens in place. Finally tiring of fighting the deadweight, the blonde tosses the demolished Nessa by her side and the ingénue collapses in a tangled tawdry heap of sweat-soaked tiger stripes and glistening tawny torso and limbs.

With the Swans and Wolves edging closer to entry, Mish raises a hand in the form of a stop sign. “No sharing tonight.”

Eliza nods and keeps the others out of the ring. A particularly eager Kristin Kreuk pushes the issue to the point of getting a knee up on the mat, ready to slide under the ropes and get a piece, but the Sheriff grabs Krissy by a gamine thigh and brings her back to the floor. “She’s earned every bit of this girl,” Eliza says, convincingly enough for Kristin to nod sheepishly and back down.

Inside the ring, Mishy is already on her knees and stretching the supple flesh of Vanessa into a starfish, the blonde mounting her in a full body pin. Williams rises with a push-up and slams her body into Vanessa’s with a moist meaty SMECK. Nessa manages a semi-aware moan, her aching abs clenching reflexively. Michelle rises and splashes down on ‘her conqueror’ again and Hudgens coughs her way back to consciousness, then groans as she fidgets under the weight of the dripping blonde. Mishy slithers a few inches up the satiny tanned frame of Nessa. Williams’ heaving bosom cascades over the cleavage of Nessa’s tiger stripes and collects under the chin of the grimacing, straining ingénue.

“You ca…ca…can’t do it ag…again,” she anxiously stammers, shaking her head pleadingly, smoky eyes welling and growing large.

“NMMMMPHHH.”

Mishy proves otherwise, dropping her swelling bosom atop trembling lips and flaring nostrils once more, the blonde lovingly bundling the bobbling head of the raven-tressed cutie off the mat, cramming Hudgens’ greasy features back into her perky hillocks. Nessa desperately tries to draw in air, but finds nothing between her tugging lips but more and more of Mish’s domineering jugg. And now it becomes little more than playtime for the Oscar nominee, reveling in the feeling of fight draining out of her oft times tormentor until the Disney wench is a ragdoll Mish lets come up for air only long enough to jug out a third and fourth time. But each further time is quicker and seemingly less satisfying for the Hall of Famer.

Finally, Mishy peels her bosom away from Vanessa’s sleepy features, a soft tearing sound emerging as tacky flesh separates, ivory from caramel skin. Mish rocks to her haunches next to the jug-shocked Nessa, wiping some matted platinum strands off her forehead, exhausted yet giddy at the sight of the conqueror conquered.

“That,” Mish says, pointing at the remains of the swamped and spreadeagled Vanessa, “is damn well that.”

Williams rises and stumbles, the blonde wobbly-butt from fatigue herself, but Michelle makes it to the ropes and hangs on like a happy drunk at the end of the bar. Mishy grins over a shoulder and spits out at the slackjawed Lookout! crew. “Take that mess out of my ring. She doesn’t deserve to be in it.”

Mishy then trundles through the ropes and plops down to the floor and into the arms of her Packmates, Kristin and Claire, victorious and vindicated.

Vengeance was Mishy’s, as would soon be about a hundred issues of BLONDE!, Williams running through about a dozen choices for the cover in her mind.

The End 
 

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