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29 July 2012 Sophie Reade vs Az Royal

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Sophie Reade 01.jpg Az Royal 02.jpg

(Foxfire Atlantic vs Beevers Babes)

(Originally posted on the BBU Message Board)

Posted by Lookout! Atlantic on July 29, 2012, 4:53 am.

Sophie Reade is the newest addition to the Lookout! Atlantic Boxing roster, having beat her rival Faye Evette Betts for a spot in the stable. It had been an impressive debut and had been challenged afterwards by Az Royal. The two of them exchanged some pretty heated trash-talk leading up to the match, with Az being pretty dismissive of Sophie, having promised to deflate both her assets and her confidence. Sophie, on the other hand, promised to deliver a beating and give Az a closer view of those assets, specifically her chest, following the contest. Sophie was very determined tonight and so was Az, but the question would be whether it would be the Az who won her first three matches straight or the Az who had lost her last 4. Az could definitely use some consistency and hopefully would be able to start off being more balanced with a win tonight. However, Sophie was eager to follow up with a big debut win as a member of Lookout! Boxing. It would be a very competitive match-up no doubt.

Sophie was wearing a peach bikini top with white shorts, white gloves; Az clad in a tight teal bikini with matching gloves.

R1: It's a hotly contested opening as both fighters come out, wasting no time to attack one another. Az immediately goes after those same assets she had been so insulting of leading up to this match, sending her gloves hammering forward against Reade's cleavage. Az is so focused, however, on going after Sophie's chest, that she is caught by surprise when Sophie catches her off guard with a right and then a left hook to her face, whipping her head back and forth. That sends Royal stumbling as Sophie moves quickly to follow up, slamming a right hand into her tummy to fold her over slightly but Az is determined not to go down without a fight this round. Az sends an uppercut towards Sophie's chin, but it doesn't connect cleanly. Enough to make Reade back up, but as Royal tries to follow up, she is spun towards the ropes. Sophie connects with leather spanking off her tummy repeatedly, Az doubling over and out of air at the bell, butt-in-ropes, as Sophie takes the first round with relative ease.

R2: Both girls head immediately towards the center of the ring, trading punches as both of them go after another with abandon. Az still trying to tag Sophie's chest, but mixing it up with shots to the tummy and an occasional hook towards the face. Sophie moving around very well, displaying good footwork as the result of her recent training, able to avoid being pressured back towards the ropes by the attack. A particularly hard clubbing shot across Sophie's cleavage draws a loud squeal and seems to awaken Sophie, who had been mainly on defense this round. Sophie pumps two left jabs right into Az's face, sending her staggering back towards the ropes. Royal tries to recover, bouncing off of the ropes but her momentum carries her right into a hard right hook across her cheek. Stumbling, Sophie manages to bully her back towards the corner where she rips hard hooks across Az's tummy and tits to take round 2.

R3: Az is increasingly frustrated the previous two rounds as she wants to take Sophie down. Az surges from her corner, sending hooks towards Sophie's ribs, right behind her elbow. Sophie groans out, Az going to stuff her gloves into Sophie's tummy as Sophie doubles over slightly. Az presses forward, delivering an uppercut or two into Sophie's cleavage while Sophie is trying to catch her breathe. Sophie clinches and as they break the clinch, Az tries to send another hard jab into Sophie's cleavage. Sophie manages to dart to the side, making the jab sail harmlessly past as Sophie hops up into the air and sends her right cross slamming into Az's cheek. Az smacks down into the canvas, but bravely makes her way back up to her feet at 8. Az tries to clinch, but Sophie smacks three straight shots to Az's tummy to double her over at the bell. Sophie shoves her away as the bell saves Az from any further punishment as Az looks genuinely confused at the bell.

R4: However, there's no longer any confusion about who will win the match. It's clearly going to be Sophie and it doesn't even take her very long to do it. Az gets hammered along the ropes, barely able to get out of her corner before Sophie pushes her back up against the ropes. Stuffing a few hard shots right into Az's tummy, folding her over as a hard-earned right cross is sent crashing across Az's face. Az's head is on a swivel, legs giving way as she starts to fall towards the mat and a left uppercut catches her on the cheek on the way down to speed her descent to the mat and into unconsciousness. Az is out cold and Sophie, on the other hand, is on fire after her second win in a row as she is awarded the match via KO4.

After: Az is out cold, though not for long, as she is slowly brought around on her stool. Az's eyes are glassy and unfocused, but soon, they're forced to pay attention to Sophie's cleavage as it pressed prominently into her face. Az is squealing muffled as she is forced to endure Sophie's taunting as she presses Az's face deeper and deeper into her chest, “Told you that you'd find 'em breath-taking, didn't I, Az?” Az, her face turning more and more red, is forced to agree. “You were going to ride me, huh, Az? Looks like your face is riding my tits, huh? How do you like it?” By the angry, muffled shouts, it sounds like Az wasn't enjoying it all but didn't have any choice but to simply endure it. Finally, after another round of smothering and teasing, Az was shoved to the ground by Sophie. Az was gasping for air after Sophie stood over her, hands on her hips, chest thrust out as she smirked. Az is in undeniable shock as Sophie leaves with her stablemate, Rosie Jones, to go watch her match next and hopefully go celebrate later tonight