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24 June 2013 Dani Fishel vs Hilary Duff

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Celebrity Boxing After Dark

Posted by simguy on June 24, 2013, 9:30 am

BEFORE: Extensive pre-fight promotion includes La Conquista games - 3 contests, each ending in grueling 4 hour draws more or less fought out at midcourt as furious li'l jigglers churn pits in the sand...these girls realize they need punches to gain separation on each other.

"It's definitely going to take some punching," Dani grins at podium. "I wish it could be bareknuckle body-and-bicep punching, because when I look at her pudgy little torso and arms, I just want to get in there and pulverize, right? Hilary brings that out of me. A lot of girls have targeted me over the years, but for my money, Hilary's the closest to me in terms of her body, so I really want to get her beat!"

Duff frowny-pouting at the notion her body is similar to Dani's...Duff doesn't see it. "I'm curvy," Hilary clarifies, "she's chubby. And old! You know, you guys don't have to worry about a Dani Fishel resurgence: it's not happening. Not on LOOKOUT's watch, and not with me on the prowl. Dani's been busted. A lot of girls have put in a lot of work to wear her down...Britney, Ali Mack, Leesh, Me of course...there's no way that Fishel's gonna come surging back at this point. This is just me checking on her - refreshing the punishment - keeping the Lookout boot on Dani's throat!"

Dani in beige lace bra and panties; sheer, scoop-front baby blue tank top with baby-doll sleeves knotted up tight beneath Dani's left breast; white gloves; dark brown hair in loose curls. Hilary in emerald green lace bra; bikini bottoms in horizontal bands of dark emerald/lighter green; sheer pink scoop-front tank top with baby doll sleeves knotted up tight beneath left breast; black gloves; blonde hair in loose curls.

During R1: GO! Li'l diggers bounce to midring, get to sluggin' - both girls pumping right hands to willing breadbaskets; bumping hard with left shoulders; stocky legs working to drive forward, causing fighters to bounce off each other willy-nilly. Shoveling-action gives way to free-swinging lefts and rights - girls buffetting one another about head and shoulders, jugs a-jostle as they stumble about. Hair in furious eyes, teeth bared...they take their licks, often baby-stepping sideways when smote, then it's right back into the fray. Free-swinging gives way to grinding body-contact as well-spanked fighters reach in under one another's arms, chest each other to ropes and struggle for top position, one girl twisting the other around in tumbling procession along ring-aprons. Grunting, shoving stuff in the grasp - girls with left arms in under opposing rights; left shoulders bullying chubby breasts; right hands plowing-tummy like specialized body-punching tools. Bell: girls whining, slugging sloppy in close...ref has to pull 'em apart for break.

R2: Same progression: bump-and-shovel right hands to body early; free-swinging middle minute as girls try for KO; grinding mouth-on-shoulder hold-and-hit along ring aprons in last minute. Overheated girl-scent rising as both fighters start to slick up sweaty. Grumpy-pushing in the grasp - girls baring teeth, eyes blazing, hair askew...tremendous muscular effort to turn the enemy into the ropes, push her down, and beat her body until the inevitable reversal. Bell: girls struggling in the grasp - left arms in under brawny rights - right hands plowing-tummy...nobody even thinks of heeding the bell until ref physically separates 'em.

R3: Same. Cuddly bodies smacking together; stubborn legs trying to force the opponent back. Shoveling right hands pitched to trembling tummies. Belting left/rights clubbing heads/shoulders, smiting jug. Backsides shuddering side to side with the grinding effort along the ropes - bodies tangled up, brawny arms and shoulders writhing - fighters panting, whining, breathing one another's hot-exhaust in close. Sound of the bell only breeds extra punching: only the referee's hands-on enforces breaks.

R4: Same...with slight alterations. Dani starting to show some different looks - stubby-jabbing on approach rather than just bouncing in to swap right hands amidships. Dani crouching, sidestepping, mounting false-rushes, then circling to her right instead, making Hilary frown in confusion. Duff still in headstrong close-and-slug mode...Dani willing to engage on those terms, but Fishel clearly starting to show some wrinkles.

R5: Back into the slop. Fighters close, drape brawny left arms around one another's necks, holding heads in close...right hands pump at rival bellies, then shove up into offending jugs without a trace of pity. Panting, grunting stuff...girls pulling one another around in tight little reeling circles...bruising, heartless fare...girls getting into jug with right forearms, each drawing warnings. Hilary getting the better of it late...she drives Dani to ropes, left arm around Dani's right shoulder; right forearm just shoving at Dani's jugs, kneading 'em, plowing 'em. Dani: mouth open in shock, eyes wincing almost shut...she's sitting buns-in-ropes, taking it to rack until ref pulls Hilary off at bell. Duff thrusting her fists high, stomping all jugs a-jumpin' to her corner...LOOKOUT girls up on collective feet ringside, clapping and hooting while Foxfire girls shout encouragement to disheveled Dani.

R6: Hilary gradually imposing will. Girls close, struggling and writhing inside, then Duff's legs start taking canvas away away from Dani. Ropes: Hilary in charge; left arm in strong under Dani's right; right hand PUMPING at Dani's tummy, slugging her buns up into ropes. Dani: grunting, ashen-faced, hair in her eyes...she's getting shabby, trying to push Hilary away rather than punch-with. Duff getting back into Dani's plump rack - right hands and forearms, all while cuddling Dani in a strong left arm. It's too much for Fishel...punished and pounded along ropes, she finally drops to all fours, sobbing from a slamming right forearm to jug: Duff shouts "HAH!" at the sight of Dani-down. Hilary prancing, cocky-grinning at the crowd, blonde curls over her left eye: she's starting to feel her oats through 6.

R7: Jab-and-grab from Dani - like a miniature Mandy Moore. Effective stuff - Fishel circling to her right, bobbing, jabbing tummy and jug, then tying up as Hilary comes bouncing in. Duff wriggling, trying to get free, but Dani wrapping her up tight...ref working up a sweat trying to push squirming little fireplugs apart. It's working for Dani - she's frustrating Hilary, making brawny blonde-girl turn, touching her body-and-jugs, tying her up.

R8: Little more jab-and-grab - Dani controlling tempo, then fitting Duff for the odd right cross, catching Hilary across the mouth when blonde-girl's expecting a clinch. Dani rotating counter-clockwise, bobbing up and down...she'll get low/straighten up with left shoulder in Duff's tits, either tying up or bumping-off. Both girls getting off with grunting hold-and-hit in spots, but Dani pushing off to work the gut left/right, really bouncing hot punches off Duff's angry little gut, bunching blonde girl up. Stepping to her right, Dani's even clawing a come-along left across Hilary's breasts to turn her...Duff frowning at the unexpected peskiness as Dani mimics Moore, Panettiere tactics in the 8th.

R9: Duff still looking to bounce-in and rumble...Dani foiling Hilary, then tidying her up hup-hup-hup. SCRUMPTIOUS body-rips scored by Dani...she's getting into tummy by sidestepping to her right, turning Duff, then snatching hot left/rights off blonde belly. Hilary grunting, cramping up, giving Dani time to step aside, work a jab-and-grab routine, walking Duff into ropes for breaks. Hilary grouchy, frustrated...Dani beatin' the body; jabbin' and grabbin'; shoving right forearms to jug while draping Hilary's shoulders in brawny left arm...Fishel's really putting it to her rival here. Down the stretch, thumping left/right bounces off Hilary's tummy, bunching her up "UH-H!" Dani crouches, jerks the hesitation right uppercut clean to chin; turns over a wicked left-hooking pinky punch off Hilary's left temple and DOWN GOES DUFF! Hilary crashing onto her back, arms and legs starfishing, head lolling side to side...SHE'S OUT! Crashing KO9 Dani Fishel!

After: Fishel grinning, looking over her shoulder as she's got her back to Hilary while she's stepping close to Hil's slumbering head and shoulders. Then, snarky little grin in place, Dani starts kicking her feet back like a dog burying its scat after doing business...Duff oblivious, on her back, getting buried by imaginary dirt!

LOOKOUT Girls boil up out of their seats into the ring, confronting FOXFIRE vixens - Elisha, Minka pointing at Hilary, angrily denouncing Dani's cheeky little post-fight celebration...Fishel all smiles, happy to start swinging if officials lose control. Dangerous situation goes on for several minutes, but eventually Dani gets interviewed. "I saw Laura doing that move on her Beach Pounce show," Dani explains, referencing the back-leg action, "she'd just devastated some Serinda-Swan looking chick, then she back-foots sand onto the girl's chest and face, and I'm like 'oh, we GOTTA bring that to the FCBA!' It's all in good fun - Duff's lucky I didn't jug her out or walk her, because I earned it. She targeted me and I knocked her out...as far as I'm concerned, she's mine to do with as I please. Guys, Dani Fishel IS back! Dani busters had me down for a while - you know that - I've struggled to regain my form, but tonight I got 'er done! LOOKOUT tried to pile on tonight and they got burned...now I just might decide to roll 'em ALL up. Elisha, Minka, Hilary, Leighton, even Hudgens if she chunks-up to bantam...those girls are all on my list if they don't start giving me respect!"