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Lucky Fight #13 Paris Berelc vs Pamela Anderson
DIR By: BadAssBunnies
Date: January 14, 2024, 5:36 pm
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Lucky Fight #13
Challenger Paris Berelc – Badass Barbies
5' 4”
117 lbs
34C-24-36
Age: 24
vs
Pamela Anderson – Stable Leader - Raccoon
5' 7”
132 lbs
37D-26-34
Age: 56
10 – 3 minute rounds
MGM Grand
Las Vegas, Nevada
Referee: Becky Lynch
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Pre-Fight:
Numerous individuals within the UCC community were left puzzled
when 24-year-old Paris Berelc challenged Pamela Anderson to a
boxing bout at Sin City Slugfest V. Paris has been notably
outspoken about facing older members within the UCC, often
expressing frustration and labeling the more senior fighters as
"Old Ladies" and openly deeming them as "Disgusting." It seemed
purely coincidental that her initial three opponents' ages
totaled 157 years. Paris also has the distinction of having to
fight the oldest average age of any fighter in the UCC.
Paris's grievances seemed rooted in her initial 1-3 record
against opponents aged 45 and older. However, she remarkably
turned the tables, redeeming her losses and achieving an 8-1
record against the senior members of the UCC. Despite her
apparent disdain for older fighters, the question remains: why
would Paris challenge someone like Pamela Anderson?
Pamela Anderson isn't just a screen legend; she's also a
remarkable athlete and a fierce competitor within the UCC.
Defying conventional expectations, she has grown stronger and
fitter with age. Pamela's recent UCC matches have shown her
dominance, winning effortlessly in 3 of her last 4 bouts, while
Paris has faced struggles, notably losing 4 of her last 5
fights. If the momentum of past performances influences this
upcoming fight, Pamela certainly holds the advantage.
In most cases, an individual of Pamela's established stature
might choose to overlook a challenge coming from a much younger
contender. However, when Paris began taunting Pamela about her
strength and muscularity, it left Pamela with no other choice
but to accept the challenge.
Paris enters the hall, adorned in a bright pink metallic robe
that glistens magnificently under the spotlight. The phrase "Old
Ladies are Disgusting" is boldly embroidered on the back,
further making her bold statement. Her entrance is accompanied
by the presence of Kristen Stewart and Zendaya Coleman, who
follow her as she graciously waves to her fans and pauses to
take a series of selfies, engaging with the excited crowd.
Approaching the officials for inspection, Paris confidently
drops her robe. She reveals her attire—a snug magenta lace bra
combined with matching, revealing bikini shorts that accentuate
her muscular figure. As she poses for the cameras, flexing her
impressively defined muscles, the crowd erupts with enthusiasm.
Her biceps appear larger and more defined than ever, while her
sculpted abs resemble solid rocks.
Displaying her physical prowess, Paris extends her left leg,
pointing her toes and gracefully rotating her ankle back and
forth, causing her well defined calf muscles to visibly pop,
showcasing the definition in her thighs. Demonstrating her
strength, she turns, revealing her firm, round, muscular
buttocks, before casually kicking off her flip flops and
confidently striding towards the ring.
Pamela strides through the parted curtains, presenting a stark
contrast in her serious demeanor. Her unwavering focus remains
fixed on the ring as she strides directly towards the officials,
flanked by Lacey Chabert and Jessica Simpson.
As she discards her robe, the audience reacts with audible gasps
at the sight of her remarkably toned physique. Defying the
passage of time, Pamela displays a level of fitness akin to that
of a top 25-year-old CrossFit champion. Flexing her well-defined
muscles, she showcases her robust biceps, commanding attention
from all around. Turning towards the spectators, she
impressively displays her sculpted back and toned shoulders,
captivating even the officials who find themselves awestruck by
her exceptional physical condition.
Following the inspection, Pamela proceeds to the ring, taking a
purposeful, unhurried lap around the perimeter, maintaining her
focus and deliberately disregarding Paris and her entourage.
Seating herself in her designated corner, she then diverts her
attention to the audience, signaling an MGM staffer, and nodding
her head as her hurries backstage.
As the arena plunges into darkness, the crowd is enveloped in
blackness. When the lights gradually brighten, the sound of
"Wild Side" by Motley Crue blasts over the PA system, leaving
the audience in a state of confusion and bewilderment. They
eagerly scan the arena, awaiting the unfolding of the unexpected
turn of events. This is Sin City Slugfest after all and
expecting the unexpected has now become the norm.
Spotlights traverse from side to side, encircling the arena
before abruptly halting and converging on the main entrance.
Four robust men, adorned in ancient gladiator attire, emerge
into the spotlight's focus. Carrying a substantial square table,
they march it to the apron, hoisting it above their heads with
remarkable strength before placing it at the center of the ring.
Pamela seizes the announcer's mic, advancing towards the
illuminated table. Turning to Paris, she addresses her directly.
Pamela's tone was both assertive and taunting as she addressed
Paris,
Pamela: As you can see, little girl, this is an arm wrestling
table. Considering you felt the need to challenge me, I thought
I'd give you a chance to see what you missed when you said you
wished you were at the Mother-Daughter Banquet. You know, so you
could, what was that? Oh yeah, show me how to arm wrestle. Well,
now's your chance. How about it, Paris?
Paris folds her arms defiantly, fixing a piercing glare on
Pamela.
Pamela’s declaration stirs the crowd into a frenzy as she grins,
catching Kristen, Zendaya, and Paris off guard..
Pamela: What do you say, Paris. You still feel cheated?
The crowd erupts with excitement, as Paris, being put on the
spot, could not shoot back with a witty response..
Pamela: Come on little girl." Pamela flexes her muscular body.
You still think Old Ladies are Disgusting?
Paris, never one to back down from a challenge, strides
confidently to the opposite side of the table, positioning her
right elbow and clenching her fist.
Paris: Bring it, Granny. But if you lose and I pin your ancient
arm to the table, you have to arm wrestle Kristen.
Pamela: (Pamela is the one taken off guard and takes a step away
from the table) This is between you and me and not Kristen!
Pamela glances over at Kristen, a silent exchange passing
between them as their blood begins to boil.
Pamela: Fine! I'll wrestle Kristen but only if she arm wrestles
Lacey first. That will even the odds unlike the last time we arm
wrestled and she beat me after I wrestled over 20 women.
Kristen acknowledges her with a sly smile and a nod of her head.
Kristen: That's not going to make a difference. I've already
pinned you in a Hotel Room, in your Office, at the Midsummer
celebration and,Oh! I remember, at the Mother Daughter Banquet.
Pamela ignored Kristen and started preparing for her match with
Paris.
An official, clad in black and white stripes, enters the ring
and makes his way to the table. Pamela steps forward and places
her right elbow opposite Paris's, preparing for the arm
wrestling match.
Pamela: Ready to be put in your place little girl?
Paris: Bring it on, I just hope you don't have an accident and
soil your depends.
In an electrifying and erotic showdown, the two competitors lock
hands, sparks flying as they jostle for the perfect grip. With
determination etched on their faces, they push and pull, each
vying for the dominant grip. The crowd roars in anticipation as
thirty seconds of relentless back-and-forth maneuvering ensues.
Finally, the referee intervenes, swiftly separating the
determined foes. With spread hands, they inch closer, their
fingers, one by one, tightening their grasp with excruciating
slowness. The tension in the air is electric, and then, with a
synchronized burst of power, they pull back with all their might
the solid wooden table rocking on it's foundation.
The referee, keenly watching every move, gently twists their
wrists to the left and then to the right, a slight movement that
causes both women's biceps to bulge and ripple with the
incredible force they're exerting. It's a gripping spectacle of
strength and willpower that has the entire arena on the edge of
their seats.
The referee pulls his hand back and the arm wrestling match
between Pamela Anderson and Paris Berelc is on. The two pull
with every ounce of strength. Paris gets the early advantage
powering Pamela's arm until it is mere inches from the table but
Pamela, initially caught off guard by Paris' strength, fights
back lifting her arm with grit and determination. Paris leans
over the table and rolls her right shoulder into Pam and pulls
in and down with everything she has trying her best to snatch a
quick victory. Pamela's arm is slowly being pushed back against
her will. The crowd is roaring as Paris is ever so slowly moving
Pamela's arm closer and closer to the table.
Pamela face is turning bright red as she struggles to lift her
arm. She starts leaning in and pulling back grunting with each
pull but with each inch gained she loses two. Pamela is starting
to look flustered as all of her moves are being countered by
Paris and for one of the few times in her career she isn't able
to gain any ground. Someone has definitely taught Paris how to
arm wrestle and she is far beyond what Pamela was expecting.
Pamela rolls her shoulder in and locks it in place and Paris is
unable to push her down. One minute in and the two are at a
stalemate but the battle is still in favor of Paris. Sweat is
now running down both of their faces and now audible moans and
grunts are coming from Paris.
Pamela is rocking her arm grunting with each pull and is finally
able to move Paris off her spot. Pamela keeps it up rocking her
arm in and pulling back until her arm is straight up. It back to
the beginning but Pamela spent a ton of energy and now her arm
is slowly being pushed back down. Two minutes in and both are
drenched in sweat as Pamela is once again losing ground.
A slight smile is seen on Paris as she is forcing Pamela's arm
closer to the table. Pamela tries her rocking technique again
but this time it fails to move Paris who is now on her tip toes
leaning in with everything she has. The crowd is going crazy and
all of Pamela's fans are in shock as the arm wrestling legend is
being out-muscled and is close to defeat.
Pamela is running on fumes and her arm start trembling but being
one of the best arm wrestlers in the business means that she
isn't about to quit. Pamela's wrist is bent helplessly back and
is an inch from being pinned but she somehow manages to lock it
in place and keep it off the table.
Two minutes and thirty seconds in and this marathon match and
neither shows any sign of quit. Pamela summons all of her
reserves and with a quick burst is able to lift her arm out of
danger. She pulls until they are straight up then slowly starts
turning her wrist in then out then in again forcing Paris to
start to lose her grip. It a move only a few select arm wrestler
can pull off and Pamela is working it to perfection. Pamela's
left hand releases the table grip and she reaches over and grabs
the side of the table. She wraps her left leg around a table leg
and lifts her body off the ground.
Paris is straining and fighting back with her last ounce of
strength but she is ever so slowly losing ground to the wiley
veteran. Paris's arm is now trembling and her bicep is aching.
Pamela bids her time holding Paris two inches from the table.
She holds her in position then lets out a scream and slams
Paris's wrist onto the table..
Paris is spent and Zendaya catches her before she falls to the
floor. Pamela unwraps her leg and leans forward and buries her
face on the table completely spent. The crowd is going crazy but
neither woman is in any condition to hear any of it.
It takes several minutes for the combatants to catch their
breath and straighten their sore arms and wring out the pain in
their fingers. Paris reaches over and offers to shake Pamela's
hand and it takes everything she has to extent her right arm
out. Pamela collects herself and heads to her corner to prepare
for her boxing match with Paris when Kristen grabs the mic and
stands in front of the arm wrestling table.
Kristen: Whoa, whoa, whoa! Not so quick there Pammy dear. You
still have to arm wrestle me.
Pamela: I'll arm wrestle you but only after you take on Lacey.
Kristen steps up to the table and Lacey enters the ring already
prepared for her match. She pulls off her hoodie and Kristen
nearly wets herself as standing a few feet away stand Lacey, big
bulging biceps and six pack abs. Lacey has a wrist strap on her
right hand and a glove on her left. She is wearing sneakers and
her hair is tied up in a tight bun.
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Kristen: What the f&ck is this! Is this another Raccoon
experiment is something?
Pamela: No, this is my protege. Lacey has been training for
almost a year.
Kristen glares at Pamela feeling that she has been set up. She
grits her teeth then finally steps up to the arm wrestling
table.
Kristen: Once I beat your little minion, I'm breaking your arm!
Kristen confidently approaches the arm wrestling table, removing
her sweatshirt to reveal a tight sports bra, showcasing the
evident results of dedicated hours spent in the gym. The bright
lights accentuate the well-defined, muscular arms she proudly
displays.
With a poised demeanor, she takes her place at the table as the
referee steps in, closely observing the positioning of both
competitors. Placing his hand on top of theirs, the referee
makes a few minor adjustments to ensure a fair and balanced
grip. With a resounding shout of "FIGHT!" he signals the
commencement of the intense bout.
Lacey unleashes a mighty roar, channeling all her strength into
her right arm. Her muscles bulge, bicep swelling even larger
than before as she grits her teeth and pushes with unwavering
determination. Initially, Kristen's arm yields, but then she
manages to halt Lacey's force. With another primal scream, Lacey
intensifies her effort, causing Kristen's right arm to drop
another inch. Yet, this time, Kristen stands firm, resisting
Lacey's subsequent attempts to move her.
Sporting a confident smile, Kristen, with a feral growl,
initiates a gradual backward motion against Lacey's arm. Slowly
at first, Lacey's wrist begins to bend backward. Then, in a
sudden and forceful movement, Kristen violently slams Lacey's
hand to the table, decisively ending the match.
Kristen immediately turns to Pamela.
Kristen: What do you say, bimbo? Have any other so called
“Protege's?”
Pamela sneers as she was confident that Lacey would out up a
better effort but her confidence isn't broken and she prepares
to take on Kristen.
Kristen: Best two out of three? We start out right handed and
the winner of the first match decides the next.
With no choice but to arm wrestle Kristen, Pamela heads to the
table with a fierce determined look.
Pamela: The last time we arm wrestled you beat me fair and
square.
Kristen smiles and raises her arms and play to the crowd.
Pamela: But that was only because that was my twentieth match in
a row.
Kristen places her hand in Pamela's face and makes a talking
motion with her fingers. Pamela slaps Kristen;s hand away form
her face.
Kristen: Wah wah wah! You can cry all you want but you're simply
no match for me and you know it.
Kristen places her elbow on the table and sticks her hand out.
Kristen: Let's see what you got when you have no excuses.
Pamela, feeling the strain in her tired muscles, shakes out her
right arm after the exhausting match with Paris. The grueling
bout had left her drained but Pamela was no ordinary woman, she
was an exceptional athlete who tirelessly trained her body to
recover She took in long deliberate breaths bring in oxygen into
her solid muscles, recharging her 132 pound frame.
Pamela exuded confidence but knew that this was the same Kristen
Stewart who previously attempted to take control of the Raccoon
stable by challenging all its members to cage combat. She
managed to defeat 22 consecutive Raccoon fighters, Pamela
included, coming just three fights short of complete dominance.
Kristen was also the one who poached a member of Pamela's
stable, forcing Joalin Loukamaa to become one of her personal
slaves.
Pamela recognized the significance of facing Kristen, knowing
that the outcome would carry weighty implications in and around
the UCC. Kristen had previously defeated Chyler Leigh, leading
to many speculations about her role in Chyler's subsequent loss
of leadership within the stable. This looming arm wrestling
match was more than just a physical challenge; it held
far-reaching consequences. Regardless of her upcoming boxing
match against Paris Berelc, triumphing over Kristen was crucial.
Pamela knew she had to secure a resounding victory to ensure
Kristen wouldn't disrupt her or her teammates ever again.
Pamela placed her elbow firmly on the table, fixing a stern
glare on Kristen. Her arms, a testament to their solid muscle
mass, held a significant advantage in both size and strength
over Kristen's. Despite the visible contrast, Kristen displayed
a confident demeanor, flexing her right bicep, showcasing an
impressive size and form.
Pamela, recalling her previous underestimation of Kristen,
refused to let it happen again. The sight of Kristen's
formidable display served as a reminder not to dismiss her
opponent, urging Pamela to remain vigilant and fully focused on
the challenge ahead.
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As they reached out, their hands grappled for a superior grip,
each subtly pulling away at any hint of disadvantage. This
intricate jostling persisted for well over a minute, prompting
the referee's intervention. Methodically, he aligned their hands
together, lacing each finger one at a time. Once set, he
withdrew his hand, signaling the start as both contenders tensed
their right arms and started to pull.
Pamela was well aware of the typical strategies for winning an
arm wrestling match, often involving a swift, overpowering
initial push to catch the opponent off guard. However, facing
Kristen proved different. Expecting Pamela's usual surge,
Kristen swiftly twisted her wrist inwards and pulled Pamela's
arm closer to her body. This calculated move disrupted Pamela's
momentum, resulting in an unexpected stalemate between the two
strong competitors.
Kristen's calculated defensive maneuver effectively blocked
Pamela from making any progress. While it didn't pose an
immediate threat, it ensured Kristen's safety in the match.
Attempting a similar countermove, Pamela tried to turn her wrist
inward, mirroring Kristen's action, but found herself unable to
do so as Kristen maintained a tight and unyielding grip.
Stuck in a deadlock, both Pamela and Kristen found themselves in
a precarious situation, unable to make headway against each
other. As the tense standoff continued, neither competitor was
willing to concede an inch.
Sensing the need for a change, Pamela initiated a strategic
move, rocking her shoulder toward Kristen, creating a slight
gap. Employing subtle twists and maneuvers, she repeatedly
applied pressure, gradually moving Kristen's arm away from her
body. With a series of calculated motions, Pamela managed to
inch forward, disrupting Kristen's defensive stance.
With the arena pulsating with energy, Pamela's momentum surged,
breaching Kristen's stalwart defense. She exerted force, drawing
Kristen's arm closer towards her shoulder, maneuvering it across
the table with determination. A deft twist of Pamela's wrist
directed Kristen's hand towards her chest, coercing it down
perilously close to the table's edge. Kristen emitted a resolute
grunt, summoning her inner strength, pushing back with an
immense effort that miraculously halted Pamela's advance, a mere
inch from securing the victory with a pin.
Pamela felt the intensity of the moment, realizing she was on
the cusp of victory. She refused to relinquish her advantageous
stance, yet Kristen, though in a disadvantaged position,
displayed unwavering tenacity. Try as she might, Pamela couldn't
summon the necessary strength to drive the brunette's arm that
crucial inch closer to the table. Despite Pamela's strategic
maneuvers, her arm close to her shoulder, and every ounce of
power she exerted, that final inch remained elusive.
Sweat beaded on Pamela's brow once more, a testament to the
physical and mental strain of the battle. Frustration began to
take root within her. Throughout her extensive arm wrestling
career, encountering another woman in such a vulnerable position
had almost always resulted in a swift victory. However,
Kristen's unyielding resistance proved to be an unforeseen and
formidable challenge for Pamela.
However, this was no run-of-the-mill opponent. This was Kristen
Stewart, a resilient challenger who had more than once bested
her. With the stakes high and victory within reach, Pamela
realized she needed to resort to a technique rarely employed. If
executed successfully, it could decisively pin Kristen's arm to
the table, securing the win. Yet, the risks loomed large;
failure to secure the pin could potentially swing the match in
Kristen's favor, granting her the opportunity to regain her
ground in this intense showdown
Determined to take the gamble, Pamela calculated that the
potential reward outweighed the risk. With a bold and daring
move, she elevated her wrist, coaxing Kristen's along in what
seemed like a calculated display of Pamela's apparent weakening.
The strategy: lure Kristen into a false sense of security before
executing a sudden, forceful maneuver to slam Kristen's hand
onto the table.
Pamela eased the pressure, lifting her arm away from the table,
preparing for the final, decisive move. With all her might, she
aimed to swiftly pin the brunette's wrist down, securing the
much-anticipated first fall. Yet, to Pamela's shock and dismay,
Kristen's arm appeared unyielding, defying Pamela's attempt to
force it down. The audience gasped as the tables turned
dramatically and Pamela's early advantage was lost.
As if empowered by the brink of defeat, Kristen, to the
amazement and disbelief of the crowd, gradually reversed the
direction, exerting excruciating pressure on Pamela's arm,
inching it back in the opposite direction. The plan that held so
much promise had disastrously backfired, infusing Kristen with
newfound determination and strength.
With an exultant grin stretching from ear to ear, Kristen seized
the momentum now in her favor. As she twisted her wrist, the
process contorted Pamela's back at a harrowing angle. Pump by
pump, Kristen's muscular arm relentlessly edged Pamela
millimeter by millimeter closer to defeat. Despite Pamela's
valiant efforts, Kristen once again showcased her superiority,
not just in strength but also in technique.
With each pump of Kristen's bicep, the muscles in her arm
swelled and grew as the inevitable neared. Pamela fought
ferociously, but it was unmistakable—Kristen was proving yet
again to be the dominant force in an arm wrestling match. As
Pamela's hand teetered dangerously close to the table's surface,
Kristen, a picture of determination, let out a primal growl.
With a final burst of strength, she fiercely slammed the back of
Pamela's right hand onto the table, resonating throughout the
arena with a resounding thud. Kristen emerged once more as the
reigning arm wrestling champion, her superiority undeniable.
Crushed and disheartened, Pamela grappled with the bitter taste
of defeat. Her strategy to gain vengeance against her rival had
faltered, leaving her feeling more despondent than before. The
near miss stung deeply, knowing she had brought Kristen to the
verge of defeat but couldn't seal the deal by forcing the
brunette's hand to the table.
With the weight of her disappointment weighing heavy, Pamela
found herself lost in her own feelings of disrepair. In the
midst of her dismay, she nearly forgot about the imminent boxing
match she had been challenged to, set to commence as soon as the
arm wrestling table was cleared from the ring. Despite her
emotional turmoil, the looming boxing match demanded her
attention and a shift in focus, beckoning her to transition
swiftly from one challenge to the next.
As Pamela turned to Lacey and inquired about her gloves, Kristen
interrupted and reminded her about the previous agreement.
Kristen: Get back here! Since I won I decided that we will arm
wrestle with our left hands this time.
As Pamela continued her search for her boxing gloves, Kristen
seized the opportunity, reaching out and grasping Pamela's left
arm. A brief pause ensued as Pamela instinctively flexed her
arm, causing the muscles to swell beneath Kristen's firm hold.
Kristen found herself in awe, not just by the sheer size but
also the dense, robust mass of Pamela's left arm. In that
fleeting moment, Kristen was struck by the sheer power she felt
beneath her fingertips. Kristen squeezed tightly but the rock
solid flesh beneath her fingers refused to waver defiantly
holding their solid form.
The realization dawned on her that she had to engage in another
arm wrestling match. Kristen felt an intense urge to challenge
herself against the powerhouse she sensed beneath her touch,
eager to test her strength once more against Pamela's formidable
arm but this was foreign to her as wresting was almost done with
the right arm.
The ring cleared, and the referee directed Kristen and Pamela to
the arm wrestling table, announcing that the second round would
involve their left hands. Aware that neither woman was
accustomed to arm wrestling with their left hands, they
approached the table even more cautiously, carefully securing a
grip on each other. After a moment, they appeared satisfied with
their hold and firmly locked hands. The referee intervened,
making some minor adjustments, ensuring a fair grip, and then
stepped back, signaling the commencement of the match.
After yet another defeat against Kristen, Pamela adamantly
refused to acknowledge Kristen's superiority. Confident in her
own strength and experience on the arm wrestling circuit, Pamela
was still deeply frustrated. I should be dominating this
weakling, she fumed inwardly. She firmly believed in her
capability, convinced that in ninety-nine out of a hundred
matches, she should emerge victorious, pin this weakling to the
table, maybe break her wrist in the process. Yet, in front of a
raucous crowd of twenty thousand fans, she found herself on the
brink of losing to her persistent brunette rival for the fifth
time.
How can she be doing this to me, Pamela vehemently thought to
herself as she felt the intense pressure on her left arm,
realizing it was gradually being drawn towards the table. The
imminent defeat felt unbearable to her.
Pamela felt as though her arm was akin to a block of steel drawn
to the table, pulled inexorably as if by a rare earth magnet.
Regardless of the various techniques she attempted or the
countless gym workouts she was devoted to sculpting a perfect
bicep but nothing seemed sufficient against Kristen's unwavering
strength. It was an undeniable realization that her efforts
paled against her adversary.
Summoning every ounce of her might, Pamela unleashed an
impressive display of sheer brute force, wrenching her arm away
from the brunette and initiating the force against Kristen's
arm. Kristen resisted, momentarily stalling Pamela's advance,
but the determined blonde, her reputation hanging in the
balance, persisted, gradually coercing Kristen up and then
forcing her on the defensive. Kristen's wrist bent back, and
Pamela sensed her grip starting to weaken, feeling Kristen's
fingers beginning to slip. In a desperate bid, Pamela tightened
her grip, employing her famous shoulder-rock technique to gain
the upper hand.
As the moment of victory seemed within Pamela's grasp, Kristen's
hand suddenly slipped free, and Pamela's left hand smacked
sharply onto the table. ****! Screamed Pamela as she let her
sure victory slip away. The majority of the audience erupted in
celebration, convinced that Pamela had secured the win, her fans
cheering wildly in support. However, the referee, stationed
within a foot's distance and closely observing the match, waved
his hands and called for the women to reset and start over.
The unforeseen turn dampened the celebratory atmosphere,
spreading confusion and murmurs among the crowd. The referee's
call to reset the match sparked a mix of surprise and
disappointment among both the spectators and the competitors.
However, upon later review of the tapes, it was evident that the
referee's decision was indeed the correct one.
The tapes clarified the situation that Pamela's hand had indeed
hit the table, but Kristen had managed to release her grip and
deliberately slipped her left elbow back pulling her hand free
from Pamela's firm grip.
This revelation left Pamela crestfallen. The prospect of victory
had yet again been within her reach, almost defeating the woman
she had struggled to overcome. The realization that her opponent
had outmaneuvered her left Pamela feeling utterly crushed and
broken.
The referee called both competitors back to the table, yet
Pamela, feeling disheartened and defeated, couldn't bring
herself to meet Kristen's gaze. Despite her inner turmoil,
Pamela, true to her professional nature, squared up to the table
and firmly locked hands with Kristen. Kristen, in a lighthearted
manner, teased Pamela about her grip, eliciting a giggle.
However, the blonde athlete, showing her determination, abruptly
jerked her hand back, readjusting her stance, signaling that she
wasn't about to go down easy and that she was ready for another
round.
The referee stepped back, and tension filled the air as both
women exerted tremendous effort, causing their left biceps to
swell with blood. Despite their fatigue, neither competitor
relented, engaging in an intense struggle that resulted in a
deadlock where neither could gain an advantage over the other.
Amid this stalemate, Pamela was the first to make progress,
managing to pull Kristen's arm down, a move that appeared to
signal an imminent victory. Yet, to Pamela's surprise, Kristen
swiftly locked her arm, becoming an unyielding and immovable
force, thwarting Pamela's seemingly winning maneuver.
As the arm wrestling match continued, Pamela began to feel a
gradual, burning sensation in her left arm. What began as a dull
ache soon transformed into a throbbing pain with every passing
second. She recognized that her arm was yearning for oxygen, yet
despite her rapid and deep breaths, she couldn’t supply enough
to alleviate the discomfort. The throbbing intensified,
escalating into an unbearable ache within her trembling bicep.
Despite the mounting pain, Pamela understood that Kristen likely
experienced a similar sensation. Clinging to the determination
to endure, she strived to block out the searing pain, knowing
that holding on was crucial in this pivotal moment of the match
and maybe her entire career.
In the midst of the grueling match, the effects were taking a
toll on Kristen, and her left arm began to succumb to numbness.
It started with the sensation in her fingers, gradually
progressing upwards as Pamela's vice-like grip exerted immense
pressure, leaving Kristen's fingers feeling crushed. The
numbness continued, impacting her arm until her muscles pulsated
beyond her control. Both competitors, in the throes of agony,
remained resolute, neither willing to concede an inch. The
relentless strain reached a critical juncture as they knew they
could only endure for another fleeting moment at best.
In an act of sheer desperation, both women summoned their final
reserves. Pamela's arm began inching forward, and gradually,
Kristen's arm was forced to bend against her will. The searing
pain became almost unbearable, yet with unwavering
determination, both fought back with a stubborn and unyielding
spirit.
As Kristen sensed her arm helplessly inching closer to the
table, she resorted to a swift and cunning maneuver. Loosening
her grip, Kristen dug her nails into the back of Pamela's hand.
Feeling the unexpected pressure, Pamela instinctively jerked her
arm back, inadvertently loosening her once-solid grip, causing
her arm to falter.
Seizing the opportunity presented, Kristen swiftly drove her arm
forward with all her might. In a split second, she capitalized
on Pamela's momentary weakness and decisively slammed Pamela's
hand onto the table, securing an abrupt and definitive victory.
Kristen kept Pamela's left hand pinned tightly to the table
while she pumped her right hand in the air. The victory was
accompanied by a primal scream, an expression of her hard-won
victory. Pamela, disheartened and feeling defeated once more,
tried to remove her left hand but Kristen refused to let go
once again proving her dominance over the blonde Raccoon leader.
Pamela found herself in a challenging situation. Despite the
fact that Kristen seemed to have bent the rules in the final
moments of the match, Pamela chose not to call her out or create
a scene. It was a moment of disappointment for her but she felt
that she would rise above it.
Blood dripped from Pamela's injured left hand, yet she quickly
concealed it and headed to her corner, keen to move forward with
her upcoming boxing match against Paris. Determined to put the
arm wrestling disappointment behind her, she focused on the next
challenge awaiting her in the ring, resolute and determined to
carry on despite the setback.
The Fight:
Despite her loss to Kristen, Pamela saw her upcoming match with
Paris as an opportunity to reclaim her confidence and erase the
painful memories of her latest encounter. Pamela's belief in her
own strength bolstered her confidence, and she was determined to
demonstrate it once again, both in the arm wrestling match they
had already experienced and in the forthcoming boxing ring.
As they stood in the ring, Paris appeared refreshed and ready to
face Pamela, her aching right arm having had ample time to
recover. Paris bounced on her toes, showcasing her readiness,
and taunted Pamela by flicking out her right jab, almost daring
her opponent to respond in kind. Pamela's confidence remained
unwavering as she geared up for this new challenge.
Pamela, anticipating a potentially grueling and drawn-out
battle, felt assured that her years of experience in distance
swimming and triathlons could be the deciding factor in the
match. Observing Paris's flamboyant movements and showboating
across the ring, Pamela couldn't help but notice the unnecessary
energy being expended by her opponent. Pamela chose to conserve
her own energy, recognizing the bout might turn into a test of
endurance in its own right. She relied on her well-conditioned
athleticism, believing that her endurance and seasoned
experience would likely play a crucial role in the match.
Becky Lynch, renowned for her assertive presence, took charge
and positioned both fighters in the center of the ring, making
it explicitly clear that she was the one in control. Her stern
expression conveyed the seriousness of the occasion, emphasizing
that any deviation from her directives would not be tolerated.
Taking charge, she collected a boxing glove from each fighter
and ensured they touched gloves in a show of sportsmanship.
With the formalities observed, Becky directed the fighters to
return to their respective corners. Her authoritative demeanor
set the stage for the impending match, as both contenders
received their final instructions, eagerly anticipating the
sound of the bell to commence their much-awaited bout.
Round 1:
Paris came out fast snapping her right jab forcing Pamela to
raise her guard high around her head. Nothing was getting
through as Pamela's guard held up. Pamela ducked an overhead
right and landed a left hook to the ribs but missed with a
follow up left. Paris stepped in and crowded Pamela throwing
short hooks to the body but Pamela shelled up and the blows
bounced off her arms.
Paris feinted a left but managed to sneak in an uppercut and
Pamela's head snapped back at an abrupt angle. She followed it
up with a right to the ribs and a hook to the stomach. Pamela's
rock hard abs absorbed the blow and she countered with a punch
to the cheek and a left cross to the chest. Paris took a step
back caught off guard by the power of the last cross. She
readjusted her top and stepped into he pocket. A brief exchange
amounted to nothing and they both stepped back and caught their
breath.
Becky was not having any of their inactivity and ordered them to
fight. Paris landed a left jab to the between the eyes then dug
two right hooks into Pamela's ribs. Pamela brought her elbows in
and tucked her head looking to weather the flurry but Paris kept
throwing down and even though Pamela's defense was impenetrable,
she spent the final thirty seconds driving hooks into Pamela's
left and right arms. As the round drew to a close, Paris easily
won on points and took a 10-9 lead.
Round 2:
Paris is out fast working to the left. She's stepping in and
landing the double jab and her fast feet are keeping her out of
range of Pamela's counters. Lots of feints and head bobs from
the young fit brunette but Pamela, while she takes a few shots
holds back waiting for an opening. Paris works in from the left
driving home short sharp punches to Pamela's right side. She
doesn't connect with many but the ones that do get a stern
reaction from the older blonde.
Paris is scoring in bunches and Pamela is showing the effects.
Her cheek is swelling and she has a mouse under her right eye
but more importantly she is taking a pasting to her biceps. It's
an obvious tactic employed by Paris and one seldom seen. Is
isn't apparent at first but as the seconds tick by Pamela's
right arm and especially her biceps are turning bright red.
Pamela sees what she has been waiting for and drives a right
hand deep into Paris's gut. The punch, while not followed up
drives the air from her lungs and sends Paris into retreat.
Pamela works forward looking to add on but while Paris has lost
her breath, she still has her legs under her and is able to
sidestep Pamela's advances. The bell rings ending the second
round and Paris takes it on points 10-9 and leads the fight
20-18.
Round 3:
More slick footwork form the shapely brunette as she moves into
the pocket, rips home a few punches then skips out of range
leaving Pamela to swing wildly. A jab to her heaving breasts
gets a reaction from Pamela but her wild overhand right is
ducked and Paris lands a scything double hook to the ribs then
sends a thudding uppercut to the right breast that send one of
the iconic boob smashing into Pamela's chin.
Pamela seems to be tiring as missing so many punches are taking
a toll and her arms are weakening. She holds back and waits for
an opening but Paris is all over her landing jabs, hooks,
crosses and straights and Pamela is in trouble, big trouble. The
after effects of two grueling arm wrestling matches is starting
to affect Pamela and despite her extensive cardio training, she
is faltering. A punch to the ribs and an uppercut to the jugs
and Pamela winces. Paris goes all out peppering the blonde with
jabs to the face and hooks to the ribs and abs.
Pamela groans as the punches are ripping into her at an alarming
rate. Pamela is pushed back to the ropes and Paris leans in and
goes all jugs ripping hooks to the sides, straights to the
front, and uppercuts to the undersides of Pamela's massive rack.
The blonde bombshell yelps as her rack is under a brutal attack.
Pamela is in a tight shell her arms in tight as the punches
bounce off her bruised arms.
With the round winding down Paris dips in close looking to
finish off the muscular blonde. A hook to the liver bring out a
loud yelp from Pamela who's bends to her side and falls in the
corner her right arm draped over the top rope. Paris goes body
wholesale and Pamela is done. She is about to do the unthinkable
and raise her hand to concede the fight when the bell rings
stopping the horrendous beatdown.
Pamela stumbles across the ring and makes it to her corner.
Lacey looks at her Stable Leader and immediately goes for a
towel but Pamela reaches out and rips it out of her hand. Paris
leans against her corner while she sucks on some ice smiling and
waves to her fans. With an absolutely dominating performance,
Paris takes the round 10-7 and leads 30-25.
Round 4:
Somehow Pamela gets off her stool and heads to Paris with a
scowl. All of those years of marathons are paying off as she
seems to have her legs back and all of a sudden there is a
bounce in her step. She snarls as she heads straight to Paris
and swings wildly looking to take the younger brunettes head off
with a single punch from her powerful arms. Paris ducks and
throws a hook to the ribs that freezes Pamela on the spot. Her
legs lock up and her arms drop by her side. A cross to the chin
swivels her head to the side and a massive straight left
flattens her right breast against her chest with such force that
it sends the massive breast out of it's top. Pamela stumbles
back into the ropes then lurches forward and gets tagged with a
straight left to the chin and collapses forward into Paris, her
sweat soaked body sliding down on Paris until she is laying at
her feet. IT'S OVER! Paris Berelc has won by KO Punch 1 minute 2
seconds of the 4th round.
Post Fight:
Lacey and Jessica hurry to assist their boss, swiftly helping
her into a sitting position. Her appearance indicated a severe
ordeal, resembling someone who had endured a collision with a
dump truck. Lacey, with care, tucks Pamela's right breast back
in her top then wipes the blood off her face. Despite the
visible signs of a horrendous beating and despite displaying
welts and bruises, Pamela's physique remains remarkably
well-built, her muscles still retaining their impressive
definition.
After some celebratory moments, Paris approaches Pamela,
kneeling beside her to offer congratulations on a hard-fought
match and Pamela's triumph in arm wrestling. Despite Paris's
genuine gesture, Pamela, caught off guard and still feeling
suspicious of Paris's intentions, hesitated and turned away from
the victorious brunette.
This unexpected reaction drew a chorus of disapproving boos,
even from some of Pamela's own fans, as they anticipated a more
cordial interaction. Paris, unfazed by the response, simply
turned away and resumed her own jubilant celebration,
acknowledging the unpredictability of the situation.
Joe Rogan makes his way past the Raccoon corner and steps up to
Paris.
Joe: This has to be the wildest set of events that I've ever
seen.
Paris: Welcome to Sin City, Joe.
Joe: What was your feeling when an arm wrestling table was
brought out.
Paris: I had no idea. That took all of us by surprise. I think
Pamela wanted to show off her stuff. She beat me no doubt, but
she isn't in Kristen's league. That was a huge mistake on her
part.
Joe: But it appeared that Kristen cheated a couple of times.
Paris: Listen, Kristen beat her with her right hand and that's
all that matters in arm wrestling. She beat her southpaw, end of
story.
Joe: Let's get to the reason you are here. Why did you challenge
Pamela?
Paris: With all of this Old Lady BS going around and all of my
fans urging me to put another senior member in a Nursing Home, I
had to challenge the best, and that was Pamela.
Joe: I saw your expression when Pamela stepped out and removed
her rope.
Paris: Holy ****! Most women, and it doesn't matter what ages
they are, will never look that fit. To be honest it was
intimidating.
Joe: You ended up targeting her arms. That's not the most
traditional attack. Did you feel that it would give you some
sort of advantage?
Paris: I went out just looking to land punches and score. She
had a really tight guard and instead of just wrestling around
jostling for position, I decided to plug away trying to soften
those bulging biceps.
Joe: That paid off as she was having trouble lifting her arms in
the fourth. What do you do when you have an opponent who can't
defend herself?
Paris: Pile it on until the ref steps in. It may sound cruel but
fighters like Pamela can take a ton of abuse and come back and
knock you clean out with a single punch. I wasn't about to take
any chances especially with a fighter of her caliber.
Joe: Do you think that all of her arm wrestling affected
Pamela's performance in the ring?
Paris: Absolutely. She spent a ton of energy arm wrestling
Kristen and I. She came into our boxing match wore out but hey,
it's her fault for trying to prove she is still the best. We
could have just laced em' up and went at it and who knows, we
could still be fighting but she wanted to show off and it came
back and bit her in the ass.
As Paris and Joe were concluding their session, Pamela, visibly
worse for wear, stepped in and extended a firm handshake to
Paris. The exchange between them marked a moment of
acknowledgment and perhaps even a subtle sign of respect,
despite the physical toll evident on Pamela's appearance.
Joe: Pamela, that was a courageous effort but was taking on
Paris and Kristen a good idea?
Pamela: Well, first off I want to congratulate Paris. She is one
hell of a lot stronger than I thought and was no pushover on the
table. She gave up 15lbs in the ring but got the better of me.
Joe: What about Kristen. Was your plan to get some payback on
the table?
Pamela: Honestly, I had no idea that Kristen was going to be
here. I just wanted to entertain the fans and arm wrestle Paris
then go a few rounds with her.
Joe: Thanks for coming out Pamela and Paris, congratulations on
your big win. Ladies and Gentleman, Your winner, Paris Berelc!
The blonde and brunette share a hug and leave the ring arm in
arm.
Written by the Badass Barbies.
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