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6 June 2012 Kim Kardashian vs Kendra Wilkinson

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Kim Kardashian.jpg Kendra Wilkinson 01.jpg

BOXING ON THE BEACH

(BODY PAINT BOUT)

Posted by Lookout! Boxing/Odds & Ends on June 6, 2012, 6:45 pm

The Night Before
Kendra Wilkinson and Kim Kardashian are rolling around on the floor of their expansive and clearly expensive hotel room. Kendra's blonde hair falls around her face while Kim's raven tresses are held up in a tight black ponytail, though Kendra is tugging as hard as she can to pull it free. Both of their tanned bodies pressing closely against one another as Kendra has on a pair of lace blue bra and panties, while Kim is in a pair of silk black bra and panties. Matching robes litter across the floor, as the air is filled with squeals, grunts and curses from both of them.

This impromptu hotel wrestling match had started several minutes earlier when a relaxing Kendra had been watching tape from her previous JMD battle on the beach with her brunette rival. While this wasn't a JMD match, it was certainly taking place on the beach and would hopefully give her some ideas of the tactics Kim would be using against her this contest. Kendra was eagerly anticipating the match and what she wouldn't give to just tear into Kim right now.

Only moments later, she got her wish. Kim Kardashian knocked on the door, confidently offering her a one way plane ticket back home to avoid losing to her tomorrow. A shocked and outraged Kendra had accused Kim of being scared and using that own plane ticket to take her “fat ass” out of here. From there, it had all gone downhill.

The two of them launched at each other, just shoving and slamming each other up against the wall. Although they both were wearing robes, it didn't take long for the two of them to tear them off each other. Cleavage mushrooming against one another as they try to bearhug one another, tummies brushing together as the two of them twist each other back and forth along the hotel room floor. Stumbling as Kendra pushes back hard, just slamming Kim back onto the mini-bar as her ample derriere slams down across it, the mini-bar creaking under the weight.

Adjusting her grip underneath Kim's ribs, Kendra squeezed as hard as she could while bearing down her weight on Kim to press her back further against the minibar. With a supreme show of effort, Kim shouted as she pushed herself back to a standing position and tried to twist Kendra to the side. Kendra did not want to be budged, but finally, Kim released her bearhug and started pounding short little fists into Kendra's ribs. A surprised Kendra loosened her bearhug as Kim pushed off from the mini-bar, wrapping her own forearms around Wilkinson's waist to tackle her down to the floor.

As the JMD match on the television neared its conclusion, this only served to enrage Kim. Straddling a dazed Kendra, she starts sending down a series of stinging slaps towards Kendra's bouncing jugs, eager to get started on her much anticipated revenge before the match. Kendra's eyes widen, her jugs bouncing up and down as her shouts are humiliated at first, but then take on a note of panic. Trying to cover up her breasts as her bra threatens to break down under the assault, she suddenly brings up both hands to press against Kim's own cleavage.

Fingers curling inwards, she suddenly shoves backwards and with a sudden squeeze, she forces Kim to topple off of her with a thud to her own infamous butt. A whirling slap dazes Kim as she looks to get back on top as Kendra scrambles to her knees. The two of them lunge towards one another, engaging in another bearhug, jugs jostling for position and bodies slapping together. Cursing into one another's faces, it is at this point that security finally enters the room.

Both celebrities had their own security brought for this particular match to avoid situations such as these and both will be at a loss to explain how this occurred. Right now, though, they do their jobs, with a great deal of effort, to pry the two furious fighters apart. But, they manage to as the two of them continue to kick and slap at each other to set the tone for what should be a very intriguing Body Paint Battle On the Beach tomorrow. If it's anything like this, then fans should be in for a treat.

The Match:
Before: Kendra upbeat, confident in pre-fight: “Last time I fought Kim, I beat her so hard it took her two years to get another win. After this one, she won’t have two years to wait. This is the end of the line for Kim Kardashian.”

Kim is confident and cocky as ever before the match, just grinning, "Kendra did manage to beat me two years ago, but trust me, I have been working my ass off to get her on a beach again. She's avoided it ever since because she knows it was a fluke. Now that I've got her on a beach again, I am going to teach her a lesson that she'll never forget!"

No ring, No ropes, No bleachers. Stools connected by a nylon cord so rounds start out regulation distance apart, but fight can meander anywhere over the sand and in all likelihood, probably will. Security cordoning off spectators has strict no-interference instructions, with the ref as the only one who can touch the fighters. However, given the nature of this match, he'll likely think twice before doing so, tempted though as he might be.

Both fighters spend the morning getting their outfits painted on and security does a much better job than the previous night in ensuring that the two don't run into each other. The next time they lay eyes on each other, it's time for the match itself.

Kendra’s outfit a pink, blue and white number. Bandeau style top with ring connection between jugs and at the hip. Horizontal stripes across rack and rump for a widening effect, Kendra doing everything she can to achieve parity with rival. Blond hair long and loose down back. Kim wearing a tan and white bikini, painted on her body so tightly. The top a tan color which hardly distinguishes itself from her own tanned body, her cleavage on display and her famous rump in a white pair of painted bottoms, just showing off as she has her hair in a tight black ponytail. Both fighters barefoot, white gloves.

R1: No muss, no fuss, fighters make a beeline for each other, meeting in the center of the "ring." Kendra sets Kim's rack a-swinging with a left-right combo to the outside of the breasts, Kim buries a right into Kendra's guts. Fighters fall in and get to serious slugging at point-blank range; racks, ribs,& guts all thoroughly thumped as reality-show rivals tangle. Tangle is the word for it, footwork neither one's forte, and this fight hits the dirt early and often. Kim is on top when they flop to the sand three times to Kendra's one. Not SUPPOSED to count towards scoring, but beach judges notorious for taking any excuse not to call a round a draw.

R2: Girls come forward, meeting at center ring. Kendra avoids a tie-up this time, back straight, teeth bared as she punches criss-cross to Kim’s head and jugs. Kim’s initial advance is rebuffed, she backs up then sets up herself. A glorious sight as both fighters plant and pitch, eyes locked, toes digging into the sand, buttocks swaying as both of them bring their legs into the fight. Once planted, fight barely moves until the final minute. Kendra picks up five steps or so, that and setting the tone for this round gives her the round.

R3: This time Kim gets belly-to-belly with Kendra, muscling her backwards. Kendra gets some separation, puts a hook and an uppercut into Kim’s belly. Rapid-fire hup-hup pushes action back to the center before Kim gets her own hips back, turns rest of the round back into a slugfest. Both fighters pinking up nicely to the body.

R4: Kim comes out with blood in her eyes and attitude. Hard overhand shots coming in one after the other. Kendra backpedaling, slipping some shots, bouncing others off her guard, absorbing shot when she has to. Chests heaving, fighters glaring at the bell. Something’s off here. Sluggers don’t have ropes to pitch each other into, so any time they get into trouble they can disengage and keep the other from getting in a sustained beat down.

Between R4 and R5: Sarah Shahi makes her way to Wilkinson's corner. Former Cowboy Cheerleader probably the closest thing to an expert in the FCBA on open-field fighting, but even she can only give her stable-mate general instructions. Holding & hitting the obvious answer, but hold on to what, with what? Cheerleaders don't wear gloves, and you win by pulling off somebody‘s top. We'll see what they came up with as Kendra comes off her stool at the bell.

R5: Kendra comes out head-hunting this round. Kim punched herself out in the fourth, Kendra backs her up for the first minute on a steady diet of jabs to face and hooks to jugs. Second minute Kendra slips in an uppercut that PUTS KIM ON HER BACK. Kim beats the count, Kendra slips her left arm around Kim’s shoulder, spends the rest of the round in the wrap, stuffing rights into Kim’s tummy and tits.

R6: Kim fast off her stool, her turn to put Kendra into the wrap. Stuffing shots to belly and breasts cripple Kendra to the body. Kendra able to turn into the wrap, getting her elbows in to protect her ribs, but this ones all Kardashian. Kim beams on her way back to her corner, having just delivered a great comeback round to hammer Kendra throughout the round to soften up her blonde rival's tummy and tits. Kim takes this opportunity to wink over and blow a kiss to a clearly disgruntled and tired Wilkinson.

R7: Kendra comes out achy, gets steamrolled as Kim bellies up. Kim has her in the wrap, plugging away righty as she gets dragged along the beach. Corner crews, ref, security and audience streaming to catch up. Two minutes in, Kim finally dumps Kendra to the sand, straddles her. Ref still tied up in the crowd as Kim whales away with jackhammer rights and lefts to a helpless Kendra's ribs, rack and jawline for almost the entire final minute. Ref finally lifts Kim off, kicking sand onto Kendra as she‘s hauled up.

R8: Kim bodies up again, but this time Kendra has the welcome mat out. Fighters form Cauldron and audience is treated to a classic. A Brook-Casta Cauldron careens all over the ring. This one doesn’t move an inch for two solid minutes. Blonde and brunette desperate to find the others off switch. Leather thuds into bellies, bounces off breasts. Both girls take at least one shot to the “trunks.” Kim finally breaks off the action, spends the rest of the round being pursued by Kendra.

R9: A left-right-left combo snaps Kim's head back on approach. Kim wobbly, hands dip below her knees at one point, but stays up. Kendra too tired to capitalize, girls fall in together. Heads lolling on each other's shoulders, tropical sun overhead, fighters are bathed in mingled sweat. No relief in the wrap, just mutually agonizing. JMD training tells them to grind their breasts together during clinches, but what is largely psychological in a bikini is something else when it's skin-on-skin. Even worse, between trips to the ground and their own kick-ups, both fighters are covered in sand. Kendra wedging in little lefts, no backswing just a tidy shots to ribs. Kim slopping rights to Kendra's flanks. Neither fighter even trying to hold ground anymore, just staggering around to the bell. Early pop gives Kendra the round and a slim lead going into the final round. Separation at the bell reveals tops are starting to smear across each other's breasts. Both girls skimped on waterproofing to leave their mark on their quickly defeated foe, now Kendra's stripes splotching over Kim's solid tan and vice versa, her tanned paint bikini smearing all over Kendra's chest and abs as the two continue to war all over the beach in this penultimate round.

R10: Kendra preempts Kim as they close. Straight-arm rights coming in to rack and jaw. Work rate is nothing to write home about, but it’s backing Kim up. Second minute, Kim freezes Kendra with a left to the jaw. Hooks back her up, then an uppercut SENDS KENDRA SPRAWLING. Wilkinson starfished forward, spits sand out of her mouth as she beats the count at 8. Last time Kendra had an opponent come back from the dead like this, she was so rattled the ref stopped... NOT THIS TIME. Nothing cute, nothing fancy; Kardashian out of gas, swallowing overhand rights as fast as Wilkinson can throw them. Kim slo-moes butt-first to the sand, eyes shut, the ref starts the count AND THERE’S THE FINAL BELL! Kendra robbed of a KO by the bell, takes the decision UD10 as both fighters put on a candidate for round of the year.

Post-Match:
After: Kendra sinks to seat in the sand, blowing out her cheeks as she pulls off her gloves. Kim is slowly revived on her stool. Kim's eyes widen as she is recovering, realizing what has occurred. Kim's eyes widen as she makes a motion to get out of her chair, but Kendra has no intentions of letting her run this time around. Kim barely manages to pull off of her gloves before Kendra stomps over, shoulder-blocks brunette and stool over, clamping her legs around Kim’s waist. Kendra folds Kim's head into her cleavage, rolling them onto her back to let her clinch the leg-lock in extra tight. Both of her thighs clamping hard like a vice around a wildly protesting and struggling Kardashian.

Not much remains of the top half of either fighter’s suit, and Kendra seems determined to leave all she has left on Kim’s face. Kendra’s efforts to smear not giving her a tight seal. Unfortunately for Kim, she is awake for much of this, her muffled squeals escaping into Kendra's jugs rather than the salty afternoon air. Kim fights it hard as Kendra rotates her shoulders back and forth, scrubbing her chest back and forth while Kim grips fistfuls of hair and slaps at Kendra's ribs to try to dislodge her foe. Kim's fingers press against her rival's abs, coated with her own painted on bikini that she was so proud of and tugs at her shoulders as well, hoping to create some room to turn her face away from the smearing, smothering jugs of Wilkinson. But, Kendra will not be budged this time. Kendra finally squirms a tight seal atop a panicked Kim, just grinding down to smother Kim out. Kim's struggles slow down, just sprawling down underneath her blonde opponent in the hot sun on the beach.

Finally, Kendra satisfies herself, pushes up to a seated position on Kim’s stomach. Most of Kendra’s top is smeared across Kim’s face, quite a bit of Kim’s is spread across Kendra’s abs. Kendra looks down at a slumbering Kardashian, then presses her palms down against the brunette's jugs, giving them a mean-spirited squeeze before pushing herself to her feet. Kendra then stumbles off along the private resort, the sand and defeated rival underneath her feet, having triumphed in this inaugural Body Paint Battle On The Beach.

Post-match analysis: Surprisingly good fight, giving the previous records of both the fighters and the nature of the build-up. Concept is sound, but obviously in need of fine-tuning. Beach-bouts usually a place for punchers and sluggers to go and be punchers and sluggers without the negative cachet of JMD, but the open sand format gives pure boxers some very interesting options. Further looks are definitely warranted.