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2 November 2012 Title Ch Sarah Carter vs Lacey Chabert

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Sarah Carter 10.jpg Lacey Chabert 8.jpg

UNIFIED FLYWEIGHT TITLE

Posted by simguy on November 2, 2012, 10:21 am

BEFORE: Sarah toying with Lacey's emotions - striding towards Chabert with obvious slap-n'-scrap intentions, then hanging back behind security, smirking as Lacey's pitching a fit...blonde girl carefully, diligently tormenting her challenger in prefight. "Everyone knows I carried Lacey to the finish line last time, just so I could break her heart," Sarah purrs at podium. "Sausage-girl can't go the distance with me and she knows it. Gonna put her down decisively this time though...I'm through playing, I've had my fun: now I just want to pound her out and move on!"

Chabert as intense as we've ever seen her...desperate not only to win the championship, but to hurt the champion in the bargain. "Sarah's earned the beating I'm going to give her," Lacey says coldly. "I'll hurt her - stack her - then hurt her some more. When I'm done, people are gonna look back and say this is where it all started to slide for Sarah. This is it: the beginning of the end of Sarah Carter!"

Carter in baby blue bikini; long tangly/wavy blonde hair loose; white gloves. Lacey in yellow bikini; curly shoulder length hair loose; white gloves.

During R1: Sarah looking to slug - stepping in close, hands at chest/elbows in, tightening up the stroke and working shoulder to shoulder with Lacey. Both girls bouncing mitts off heads/shoulders; dipping and digging to paunch; clipping away short uppercuts to chin...Chabert moves Sarah out of the pocket via blunt hook to chin at minute mark, wading into blonde girl with tightly-curled brawling lefts and rights...Carter eventually stampeded to ropes, forced to form crossed-arm with back of right hand at left cheek/left at right armpit. All Lacey big on Sarah to bell - challenger bumping and pushing champ - beating the belly hup-hup-hup; thumping up-torso to lats and tits; pounding away robusto head-and-shoulders as supple Sarah bobs and rolls in the pocket.

R2: Sarah elects to wade right back in and brawl away shoulder to shoulder midring. This time it's Lacey getting clipped a lick she can't take - carving little right uppercut to chin that puts her wobbly-butt, momentarily unhinging her knees. Sarah punching Lacey to ropes, then working her over...blonde girl answers every punch Chabert gave her in the first and then some - romping to glory in a shutout second. Bell: Sarah still squared up, lips pursed, fists chugging left/right/left to Lacey's little brown waist...ref pulls seething champ off as Chabert's whining in complaint.

R3; Sarah electing to meet Lacey midring again - champ giving away her usual advantages in mobility to slug at her hated foe. Girls just hunching forward, keeping elbows in, twisting side to side and thumping in the leather...crowd-pleasing stuff sees both sets of bellies and breasts take a tanning. Minute mark, Sarah turns a tightly-clipped hook across Lacey's chin, unhinging Chabert's legs: quick right uppercut and an extra left hook pound Lacey's head around; buggywhip right whacks in behind Lacey's left elbow and CHABERT GOES DOWN! Lacey cringing to hands and knees as Sarah stoops forward, right hand raised to smite: ref catches seething SArah's wrist before champ can do her challenger cheap. Sniveling 8, Lacey Chabert: she's hurt, forming earmuff at ropes as BLONDE GIRL WADES IN! Sarah lowers her head, bares her teeth, romps to the gut hup-hup-hup, sitting Lacey groaning in ropes, loosening up that guard. Carter punching criss-cross into Lacey's mitts, punching the earmuff apart then SARAH'S INTO LACEY'S JUGS! Crowd roaring to its feet as Sarah hammers away to glory...lithe blonde girl set in strong, wide stance, keeping punches short, getting her back behind chopping, clubbing lefts and rights as Lacey lolls on ropes! Chabert's head lolling, mouth open - jugs hacked and spanked as Sarah just twitches her shoulders side to side - no backswing on these vicious, heartfelt clouts and THE REF STEPS IN! Lacey drifting out on her feet, jugs spanked pink by Sarah's fists - TKO3 for the winner and STILL flyweight champ - Sarah Carter!

AFter: Carter roaring, circling the ring with hands held high...she made weight at 110 easy, but came into the ring sporting more thigh, bun, belly and jug than we're used to seeing - CLEARLY Sarah intended to slug it out to a decisive finish tonight. "I packed on Lacey-busting beef tonight," Sarah confirms in postfight, still seething. "I bullied the bully; fought her fight and rammed it down her throat! What you saw tonight was me closing my iron fist around flyweight. No escape for anyone; no defiance. I crushed Lacey Chabert tonight - crushed her - beat her body, took her jugs, broke her spirit. I'm the most dominant champion in boxing; I'm pound for pound one of the best fighters in boxing, and it's about damn time I got my due!" Sarah drops the mic as she walks away, casting a savage glance over at a still loopy Lacey on her stool.