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4 October 2013 Lacey Chabert vs Sarah Carter

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WEEKEND PPV

 

Posted by simguy on October 4, 2013, 9:21 am

 

BEFORE: Lacey getting right in Sarah's grille during weigh-in: girls in their skivvies; forehead to forehead pushing; Sarah grabbing Lacey's wrists just in case...security always on red-alert lest the posing turning violent. "Lacey's forcing me to give her a career-ending beating," Sarah smolders at podium. "She knows I'm better - I'm too strong for her now, and I've always been more lithe and skillful - but I'm just too much woman for her at this point. Still she comes at me. So be it - I'm tired of trying to figure out what she's thinking; it doesn't matter what she's thinking. We're at the point were I need to put her out of boxing, and that's on her. If she had just acknowledged my superiority and slunk off into the shadows on her own, that would've been fine with me."

"You see?" Lacey says after Sarah's laid down the pre-fight 'tude. "You see why I can't walk away from this? SARAH NEEDS TO BE BEATEN. You listen to her for about 5 seconds and it's all you can do not to slap her mouth. I'M better than HER! She talks like I'm some sort of bug or pest: I'M TOTALLY HOTTER AND BETTER THAN SARAH CARTER! I'll knock her out and take whatever I want from her limp, KO'd chassis. We'll see how big she talks THEN!"

Lacey in yellow bikini; small black gloves; hair loose in scrappy poolside configuration. Sarah in soft black cotton bra/panties; small black gloves; long low pony with strand-bangs bracketing cheeks. When asked to touch 'em up - Sarah attempts to tap her left hand against her rival's breast, but Lacey wipes the mitts away in the nick, eyes blazing.

R1: SARAH COMES OUT PITCHIN'! Carter teeth bared, eyes wide - she's leaning forward, whirling mitts up off her hips right/left/right/left - punching Lacey's face, driving her sputtering to ropes! Crazy stuff from Sarah - tummy shredding up as she's twisting into rapid-fire hup-hup; fine muscles of the back and shoulders humming into visible relief - she's just pouring it to Lacey early. Chabert battered, overwhelmed, but able to squirt to her right along ropes, stumbling out from under. Sarah loping after her foe at the hop - making contact with a hateful, lashing buggywhip right in above left hip, then raking punches across Lacey's front until brunette can stumble away. Down the stretch, Sarah finally encountering stiff resistance: Lacey able to hold her ground on the apron, roll with Sarah's left/rights, and answer-back compact, clubbing hooks and rights hands from the crouch. Bell: both girls seething, trembling - ref quickly intervening to prevent hot-tempered overtime.

R2: Slick, leggy defence from Sarah causing Lacey to miss badly - lithe blonde girl loping to her right, batting punches out of the air as she circles her foe. Chabert undeterred, continuing to plunge forward and spit stubby lefts and rights...she catches up to Sarah in second minute, starts ringing up her face and breasts, then bodies her roughly to ropes. Final minute classic Lacey Chabert shove-and-slug - getting underneath Sarah, driving her into cables with curvy leg drive, beating at her tummy. Carter scowling, trying to answer-back off her heels, but Lacey's position too strong...brunette able to slip under a swinging blonde right, answer-back a vicious left clean to liver...Sarah sobs as her legs give way, pitching her to all fours, her heels just under the ropes. Lacey over-wraught with excitement, bashing both hands hammer-fist style onto Sarah's back as blonde girl cries out in protest. Ref pushes Chabert back; Lacey crying furious tears...tempers couldn't be boiling any hotter as Sarah hauls herself up, eyes promising revenge.

R3: Both corners just throwing their hands in the air: girls are lost in slugging haze, each just wishing to end the other. Sarah a lean, lanky sight, whirling punches up off her hips with a vicious hup-hup tempo, trying to jot the shots straight onto Lacey's face or breasts. Chabert bobbing into and up out of crouches, trying to catch Sarah hooks or overhand rights - it's just constant fire-fighting all around the ring. Sarah punishing Lacey in the exchanges - beating at her face, peppering her breasts...Chabert often staggered under the pelting assaults, but always managing to answer heavy enough wallop to prevent a true rout. Bell: chests heaving, eyes blazing - ref once again moving in quickly as girls are just glaring at one another, not backing off.

R4: More of it. Lacey bravely trying to push forward, but OH the pasting she's taking. Sarah getting off first, pouring the mitts to Chabert - initial bursts of straight right/lefts off the hips graduating into a whirling palm-down hook/slap-choppy right that has Lacey wobbling out of orbit. Chabert hurt early, staggering around...Sarah's never been so determined to harm her rival. Battered little brunette stumble-bums about but won't go down...as Sarah's ferocity wanes, stubborn Lacey able to clobber home enough swinging receipts to back Sarah off. Bell: Lacey wobbly-butt en route to her corner, face puffy and sore-looking. Sarah's corner calling for Hayden in desperation - hoping that Panny's voice will get through with the message to box.

R5: Maybe Hayden's urging penetrates the hate: Sarah using her legs more, loping to her right, hands loose, jotting jabs from the hip; chopping sudden rights from the shoulder. Lacey turning, bobbing in crossed-arm fronts, trying to get to Sarah's body: blonde girl's legs making penetration almost impossible. Carter dialing back the ferocity in exchange for better accuracy and better defence...blonde girl clearly dictating terms, touching her rival, floating away from receipts in a classy 5th.

R6: Rolling start for Lacey as she jumps the bell while ref's looking at Sarah - Chabert able to tackle Carter into her own turnbuckles and lay sloppy siege. Lacey's curvy legs straining to push forward; Lacey's buns shuddering side to side as she struggles to control Sarah. Carter grimacing, wriggling to get arms in under Lacey's and wrestle her off balance...it's grim, grinding tummy-to-tummy attrition. Lacey rough with her head under Sarah's chin; Lacey's hands palming Sarah's biceps, exposing her torso to shoving, packing right hands. Chabert warned for punching hammerfists onto Sarah's quads; pushing forearms into Sarah's tummy to keep her ropebound; scrubbing Sarah's face while repositioning the head inside...Lacey shouting apologies from the scrum while continuing on with the program. Bell to bell Lacey puts a good grinding on Sarah, leaving her frazzled and grumpy: Chabert returning to her corner with a happy smile and alert eyes.

Break: Bitter argument in the Foxfire corner as Hayden wants more boxing, but Sarah won't have it. Sarah: "NO! She was breaking down under my heat - I have to pour at her!"
Hayden: "Sarah, she can't deal with your legs. It's an easy fight if you..."
Sarah: "I need to be hurting and exhausting her! When she's fresh, she's getting in on me - I NEED TO PUNCH!"
Back and forth like that - Hayden getting hot-cheeked, stubborn, and before they know it - the bell rings.

R7: Sarah pours it to Lacey. A bit of leg shifts Sarah in and out; a stitching jab marks the distance, then she commits, leaning in with that whirling barrage - straight rights/wide hooks raking Lacey. Chabert facing-in bravely, but with forlorn hope: she's battered this round, hurt, put wobbly-butt, belted about the ring. Sarah lashing away, pounding at Lacey's chest and head until she covers up in desperation, then it's wicked-licking buggywhip rights to flank. Lacey's curvy legs hold her up, but she's in tears by the bell, trembling and scorched by her hated rival. Hayden throwing up her hands, returning the corner to the trainer: Panny glaring up from ringside even as Sarah glares down from the ring.

R8: Sarah with a little in-and-out footwork, but committed to whirling: she craves the stoppage. Lacey getting the knack of holding her ground, bobbing and rolling under the blizzard, hooking out of the bob, catching Sarah clout to chin, then stepping in to trade with her from close range. Carter accepting the terms - often trading hooks and uppercuts with Lacey as girls are bumping pates...Lacey getting the better of the grind, generally backing Sarah up in the exchanges. By the bell, pace has slowed, but it's determined, grinding work - girls in there shoulder to shoulder, pate on pate, scrubbin' it up sweaty.

R9: Similar stuff - Sarah basically giving up on the jab, accepting Lacey inside, then working with her. Chabert busily at her blonde: thump-thump left/rights constantly cuffing tummy as Lacey's laying in cheek to cheek. Stubby right uppercuts picking Sarah up, though she's too stubborn to withdraw. Carter outworked, steadily beaten about her hips/arms/head but she's answering back in spots, feeding Lacey snatching hooks to tummy, or scraping right uppercuts in close. Bell: Lacey pushing Sarah off all hot-cheeked and confident...Carter looking a little shopworn, grouchy, sluggish through 9.

R10: Lacey quickly closing on Sarah via spitting stubby-jabs - brunette ushers blonde to ropes, sets up on her chest to work. Carter grimacing, trying to dip side to side and fit Lacey for uppercuts from either plant-leg: Lacey pushing on Sarah, making her take weight, then packing her tummy full of right hands while crowding in on her. Sloppy shove and slug Lacey's bread-and-butter...Carter competing hard, but controlled, battered in the tenth. Comes back 5 rounds a piece: Lacey's knockdown holds up as the 1 point difference!

AFTER: Sarah bleak, shocked as Lacey's hand is raised. Chabert immediately rounding on Sarah, bleating: "I BEAT you! I BEAT you!" Until Sarah pushes her, initiating a taped-fist brawl until officials can intervene. JKO girls restraining Lacey; Foxfire women holding Sarah back, then Carter rounds on HAYDEN - blaming her for the loss! Bedlam - little shouting matches breaking out all over, but nothing can wipe the smile off Lacey's punch-bruised face!  

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