LOOKOUT: ASHLEY TISDALE                                                         VANESSA HUDGENS 

HAWKEYE INTER'L: KRISTIN KREUK                                                    MICHELLE WILLIAMS 

Posted by Lookout! Boxing / HISC on February 4, 2013, 7:59 pm

If wars were fought in a series of battles, the fight tonight might be one of the more momentous even if it is to occur outside the squared circle. The ladies of the FCBA has been branching out to the penthouses to take their "disagreements" to further profitable levels and tonight's extravaganza figured to be a cash cow. Already in the confines of the penthouse apartment are a couple competitors well known in the ring and room alike. Participating in this 4-woman free-for-all for the Consortium were Kristin Kreuk and Michelle Williams. Both women have been kept waiting for several long minutes and sit on the bed conversing over an attack plan, most likely, though neither seems to be too happy to be kept waiting as they continually peek up at the Lookout entrance to the playground. Kristin is clad in a goldenrod bandeau top and matching bottoms, the bright color contrasting beautifully with her tawny skin. Mish, of course, is in her famous, or infamous, zebra-print, twist-tie top and matching bikini bottoms.

The duo, having recently taken it on the chin quite literally from Lookout combatants, surely had payback as impetus and the flyweight pair appear eager for tonight's foes to enter and take their beatings. The rivalry had only intensified recently with the recent win by Emily VanCamp over Eliza Dushku - for the Bantamweight title no less. Afterwards, Eliza, a longtime member of HISC, was sent to Medallion Boxing following the loss. Blake Lively and Emma Watson were traded from Lookout! and Tech Unlimited to reshape their stable and shake things up. Definitely a lot of enmity between Lookout! Boxing and Hawkeye International Sports Consortium after that, but it's not like these flyweights needed any additional reasons to dislike each other.

Mish turns to a mirrored wall and shouts to the promoter she's sure is watching intently on the other side. "Can someone check to see if the brats didn't take the bus back home?"

As if on cue and with a flourish, the doors of the designated Lookout! entrance opened as Ashley Tisdale and Vanessa Hudgens swept into the room. "No need to check..." Ashley Tisdale said as Vanessa Hudgens continued, pointing to the bed, "The brats are sitting right there." as both Ashley and Nessa exchange a high five, leaving a fuming Williams and Kreuk glaring at the two of them. Both fighters from the Consortium had been forced to wait for several minutes now and there was no doubt in their minds that it was intentional on the part of Lookout!.

"But, by all means, if you two want to get on the bus and head home before the humiliation starts..." Vanessa said with a grin as Tisdale finishes this time, "Nobody would blame you one freaking bit if you spare yourself the indignity of getting embarrassed by us."

The two of them shared smiles as Kreuk and Michelle stood, Kristin impatient to cut them off , "Enough with the comedy routine. Somebody needs to have themselves pounded here and we all know who it'll be, don't we?" as her gaze coolly heads in the direction of Ashley. The tension in the room elevates between the four of them as the rivalry between the four of them has been well-established in FCBA circles and tonight, would no further confirm their intense hatred of one another Just seeing the stare-down between the four of them had the promoters on the other side of the glass with dollar signs in their eyes as this was as close as you could get to guaranteed money.

Both of them were stark contrasts with one another, with Vanessa standing opposite Michelle with a leopard print bikini, designed to make her the predator to Mishy's zebra. Ashley was wearing a similar outfit to Kristin with a white bandeau top and blue bottoms, which was close to what she wore for her previous FCBA outing with Kreuk. Ashley hoped it would bring her luck, though she was certain she wouldn't need it tonight as the Lookout! fighters were prepared to dish out destruction on their rivals tonight.

There's no tagging in this whirlwind and, not surprisingly, when Mish and Krissy bounce off the mattress they head toward their bitter rivals. Mish offers a "No Disney sequels tonight" bit of encouragement and strides toward Hudgens while Kristin peels off, moving after a circling Tisdale.

Later: Hearing indiscriminate grunting across the carpet somewhere over her left shoulder, the exotic little Pac Rim cutie, dark hair tied in a ponytail is behind a kneeling Ashley, pushing her foe's head to the carpet. The left side of Tizzy's face is pressed tightly to the shag, features twisted as her chicken-winged left arm. Kristin wrenches the limb while digging her chin into the soft musculature on the nape of Ashley's neck. Kristin whispers threats of a long night in Tizzy's ear and plenty of pate pounding soon enough.

Vanessa snarls back, "Good things happen when you wish upon a star, Mishy and that star is ME!" as the two of them instantly charge towards one another. Unfortunately for Hudgens, it's William's star who is burning a bright brighter in the initial start as the two of them fall to the bed, tangled up and snarling viciously. It doesn't take too long for Nessa to try to go rack on Hudgens, her hands immediately shooting for William's cleavage but Michelle appears to anticipate this. Fingers shooting forward to intercept and snare Hudgen's wrists, then shooting her thighs up around her brunette rival's tawny waist, thighs compressing and then tugging with her legs to topple her opponent to the side. The action spills to the side as Vanessa's night does not get off to a good start, trapped between the toned limbs of Michelle, with Michelle promising more punishment with each squeeze of her legs. Mishy pulls Vanessa in close on top of her, keeping their chests tight and by so doing, her juggs safe. It means Nessa is pinning the blonde to the mattress but that hardly matters tonight. Instead Mish's ivory lower limbs continue to constrict just over Vanessa's hips and Mishy loops her arms around the back of Hudgens' head and her long dark locks, threatening to pull her 'Conqueror" into a front facelock, apparently hoping to bury Nessa's face into the blankets and help smother her into a stupor that way.

While Vanessa is squealing muffled threats of violence into the plush blankets of the bed, Tisdale's un-Disney-like cursing was coming through loud and clear as Kristin ratcheted up the pressure on her forearm, using her grip on Ashley's hair to give her blonde foe carpet burn across her cheek. Kristin's smirk is almost akin to the Cheshire cat as she positions herself close behind a frustrated Tisdale, taunting her in her and deciding to get started on the pate-pounding early by using one knee to press against Tisdale's smooth back and then immediately starts swatting her palm in wide slaps across the back of Tisdale's head and occasionally swatting across her exposed cheek. This causes more furious yells to emanate from Tisdale as she twists and squirms, trying to buck her foe off as Kruek confidently whispers into Tisdale's ear, "I told you this is where I'd end up, didn't I? I'm in your head and now I'm pounding it all over again!"

Deciding she wants to up the humiliation and pain on the oh-so-deserving Ashley, Krissy rises to a standing position behind Tisdale, letting the blonde's head rise from the carpet. With the hammerlock on Tizzy's arm still tacky tight to the blonde's back, Krissy swings one of her legs around and in front of Ashley's shoulders and quickly does likewise with the opposite. With her crotch tight to the back of the growling Disneyite's neck, Krissy applies a standing head scissors, locking her ankles and pressing every bit of pressure into Tizzy's temples and jaw. On the bed, Mishy's switched positions on Nessa, the pixie-cut bob of golden locks overhanging Hudgens' tawny body. Having given up her scissors, Mish has Hudgens in a schoolgirl pin, pressing her wrists into the blankets and sheets and bouncing her derriere into Nessa's navel time and time again, drawing 'oooof' after 'uffff'.

Obviously, it's clear to the viewers and those present that the Consortium have not been pleased with their recent losses to the Lookout! fighters and were certainly acting like it in the early stages of the match. However, both Disney rivals were not willing to let their successes be destroyed by either of their rivals here in the apartment. The match had certainly started off with both of them caught off guard by the aggressive tactics of the HISC fighters, but slowly, but surely, they fought back. Some time later, it was now Disney domination as both Ashley and Vanessa were on top of their respective rivals, figuratively if not literally. For Nessa, it was figurative for the moment, managing to secure a seated position beside Williams, her own thighs extended as her tawny legs were wrapped around William's chest, punishing Mishy's rack, as she loved to do. A cruel grin spread across Vanessa's lips and she with a savage tug of Mishy's pixie bob, she glances over at Tisdale. Ashley, on the other hand, is literally atop her rival, bouncing her tight posterior across Kristin's chest, wiggling down as she works to secure Kreuk's wrists to the carpet, occasionally seeking to aid the process with a sharp smack across Krissy's forehead or cheek, "I warned you. You don't get in my head anymore - I'm in yours, Krissy!", snarling furiously.

The smaller Kristin is clearly frustrated as she's unable to buck the blonde off her. Kreuk's teeth grind as she shifts her nubile form from side to side, trying to build enough slack to slip out from under, but Tizzy isn't having it. "Upstairs", on the mattress, a wincing Mish, her head sent violently from side to side by Nessa, attempts to pry then, that failing, rake her nails down Nessa's thighs, trying to find a way out of the crushing vise. The raven-haired predator ignores Mishy's efforts as best she can and flexes those thighs, drawing a chirpy gasp from Mish.

Tawny thighs compress Mishy's tummy and tits, as Nessa gasps with Mishy's nails raking furiously across her legs, the bed creaking underneath their determined struggles, though the sound is drowned out from the squealing sounds of both competitors. Needing to get better control of Mishy's wrists, Hudgens decides to reach out for her foe's blonde hair and struggling to yank her towards her back, eager to avoid any further scratching as she tries to mount and pin down her opponent as the two of them roll around on the bed, while Nessa continues to pump her thighs across Mishy's breathless bod. Kreuk is trapped currently, on the floor, underneath a very angry and determined Tisdale but bucks and twists in an effort to dislodge her tormentress. Tisdale is almost knocked forward, but instead of falling off, shifts her legs around Kreuk's head, trying to lock her ankles behind to apply a vicious scissors and continue to work over and focus on Kristin's head.

Mish and Vanessa continue their rolling game of 'who's on top', but what doesn't change, even when the two rivals careen off the bed and thump to the carpet below is Hudgens' crushing of Mishy's rack. The determined Nessa seems determined to follow the path of her previous victories over Mish and she just will not relent in pressing Williams' juggs as flat as she can to the blonde's breastbone, the wear starting to show on Mishy's increasingly reddened face. Meanwhile, now not more than five feet away, Ashley makes it two for two on scissors predicaments for the Consortium gals as she constricts around the noggin of Krissy, muffled curses emerging from the flexing tawny stems of the Disney alum.

It's dual scissors and complete control at this stage of the contest for both Lookout! fighters, much to the displeasure of both Kreuk and Williams. Mishy and Vanessa are both engaged in a vicious struggle for control atop the bed and then shortly after - off of it. Mishy and Nessa crash to the carpet, with Hudgens' using Michelle to break her fall as she continues her focused attempts on humbling her rival's rack. Mishy's face red and furious, but a little bit breathless and not able to say what's on her mind anyway, which would likely cause even sailors to be embarrassed. Kreuk was certainly saying anything that came to her mind, but it was completely unintelligible between Tisdale's thighs. Tisdale pushing herself up on one palm, her other hand shooting out in between her thighs to occasionally swat at any part of Krissy's head that was exposed, pumping her thighs into a steady rhythm now as the two started to wear down their hated Consortium rivals across the carpet.