Scarlett Johnasson proved why she was voted as the #1 contender going into the tournament as she immediately drove the outmatched Eva back into the corner and held her arms over the ropes while she punished her body with driving, booty-shaking knee lifts. Eva's ass trembled each time Scarlett's knee made contact and she was helpless in the corner as the blonde had her way with her.
Eva was already out of it after only 3 minutes and put up no resistance when Scarlett pulled her limp frame out of the corner and flipped the brunette to her back into the middle of the ring. The brunette groaned as Scarlett used her feet to kick Eva's limbs into place. Scarlett makes of a show out of every move she takes before sitting astride Eva's thighs. Reaching forward, Scarlett wrapped her hand in Eva's sweaty hair and lifted her groggy opponent up to a sitting position, giving her a few disdainful slaps across the face when she got there. Finishing her hold, Scarlett wrapped her legs around Eva's waist, trapping her arms at her sides, not that she needed to worry about Eva mounting any sort of comeback.
"This was way too easy you guys." Scarlett tells the audience. "I was expecting a challenge... I mean Eva's got a great set of tits, just look." Scarlett says, ripping open the brunette's top, watching Eva's breasts spill out of her bra and then slapping them back and forth. Sensing that it's time to end Eva's night, Scarlett wraps both of her arms around Eva's head and folds her face into her waiting cleavage, her breasts cutting off all of Eva's oxygen.
Panicked by her deprivation of air, Eva struggles against her captor, but it was useless, Scarlett had her helplessly trapped. After letting Eva simmer in her smother for the better part of two minutes, Scarlett pulls Eva's clammy face out of the furnace of her cleavage and asks if she wants to submit. "So, miss Eva, do you submit and concede that my breasts are infinitely superior to yours?"
Thankful that she's able to breathe again, Eva cries out, "Yes! *gasp* I give! You win! *gasp* Your tits are the *gasp* greatest of all time."
Hearing the brunette's submission, Scarlett releases Eva and lets the used up brunette collapse down to the mat on her back. Scarlett gets up to her feet and takes a bow before the crowd and makes her way backstage.
Allison and Lacey were hesitant to engage each other and spent almost a minute circling each other. Eventually Lacey moved forward and attempted to shove Allison into the corner, but Allison used Lacey's momentum against her and put Chabert into the corner. Pressing her advantage, Allison grabbed Lacey's wrists and then put her feet on the bottom ropes, standing up on them, Brie proceeds to shove her considerable chest into Chabert's face, easily pancaking out to envelope her breathing passages and cut off her precious oxygen.
In a panic, Lacey does the only thing she can think of and drives her knee hard into Allison's unsuspecting crotch. An expression of shock covers the other brunette's face and her hands move from Lacey's wrists down to her agonized crotch as she falls backwards to the mat, rolling back and forth, trying to rub the pain out of her groin.
Coughing and wheezing, Lacey takes advantage of her downed opponent and leaps on top of her, grasping her wrists and grapevining her legs. With Allison's limbs incapacitated, Lacey nonchalantly drops her breasts down onto Allison's face, her cleavage easily sealing off the other brunette's air passages. Allison squirms underneath the other brunette and thrashes her arms and legs, but nothing she does gives her any hope of survival as Lacey holds strong and keeps the smother on.
After several seconds, Lacey feels Allison's body go rigid for a moment and then completely limp. Holding her smother on for a few more seconds, Lacey finally relents and lifts her tits off of Allison's now sleeping face. Seeing that Brie is clearly unconscious, the ref calls for the bell and the match is over, with Lacey the clear victor.
Kate charges Brooklyn at the sound of the bell and gets a foot to the crotch in receipt. Collapsing to her knees, Kate is helpless to prevent Decker's knee from crashing into her chin, sending her sprawling to her back, where she was easy prey for the other blonde to mount her. And mount her she did, Brooklyn pinned Kate's arms to her sides with her legs and glared down at her new captive. "Well this ended quickly, you over-rated whore!" Her statement over, Brooklyn leaned down and covered Kate's face with her immense cleavage.
Kate wasn't ready to give up just yet, however, and sank her teeth into the other blonde's left tit, shaking back and forth like a dog with a bone. Brooklyn shrieked in absolute agony and tried to remove herself from Kate's jaws, but Upton held tight, bruising the other woman's tender titflesh.
Kate finally lets go and allows Brooklyn to scurry away on her hands and knees. Kate doesn't give Brooklyn anytime to recover and throws herself at the other blonde, flattening her down to the mat. Kate makes sure she secures Brooklyn's wrists and then drops her bountiful breasts down onto Decker's horrified face. There's no escape for Brooklyn while her hands are trapped and her squirming intensifies as her air is cut off, but after a few moments, her struggles become erratic and unfocused, until eventually, they cease entirely.
Lifting off of the unconscious blonde, Kate basks in the cheers of the crowd as she realizes she has beaten a fierce rival in the most humiliating way imaginable.
Lindsay Lohan decided to have several pre-fight cocktails and she paid the price for her inebriation, at least initially. Katy immediately overpowered the drunken woman and shoved her into the corner, whereupon she unleashed, slamming fists and knees and elbows and feet into every part of Lohan's body. After Katy's initial fusillade, Lindsay hung in the corner by her arms being draped over the top rope and nothing more.
Seeing such an amazing opportunity, Katy sauntered up to the helpless Lohan and yanked on her hair, forcing it backward, over the top turnbuckle. With Lindsay's head in position, Katy lowered her immaculate cleavage over Lindsay's face, sealing her airways with tits that could start (or stop) wars. Lindsay struggled at first, but her squirming ended after only a very short struggle. Finally releasing Lohan's face from her cleavage, Katy stepped back and allowed Lindsay's unconscious body to slump face-first into the canvas at her feet.
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