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Fight 16 Hunter King vs Emily DiDonato
DIR By: BadAssBunnies
Date: August 6, 2024, 1:43 pm
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Fight 16:
Emily DiDonato - Death by Bikini vs Hunter King – Badass Barbies
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Pre-Fight Weigh-in:
The arena buzzed with anticipation as the crowd eagerly awaited
the arrival of the competitors. The oil pit, glistening under
the bright lights, was the center of attention. Joe Rogan's
voice boomed over the loudspeakers, introducing the first
contestant.
Joe: Introducing first, she is the stunning, shapely, iconic
Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Model, Emily DiDonato!
Emily emerged from the backstage area, her confident stride
drawing cheers from the audience. She wore a sleek, form-fitting
bikini that accentuated her toned physique. As she approached
podium, she flashed a smile at the crowd, waving to her fans.
Emily removed a red, white, and blue robe and stepped onto the
scale. She wiggled her firm butt then waved to the crowd as the
scale stopped at 125 lbs.
Joe: And her opponent from the Badass Barbie stable, the fierce
and formidable actress from The Young and the Restless, Hunter
King!
Hunter strode out with determination etched on her face, her
compact frame exuding strength and confidence. She wore a sporty
bikini that highlighted her thic build. The crowd roared as she
made her way onto the scale, her eyes locked onto Emily with a
steely gaze. The scale read 120 lbs as Hunter readjusted her
boobs in her flimsy top then headed to her seat on stage.
Both women sat on stage each glaring at the other while they
waited for Joe Rogan.
Joe: Welcome fans. Tonight we have an interesting match that
came from one of our fans. Normally the matches are made from
challenges and many times there is score to settles or a rivalry
to be put to the test but tonight neither of you knew until the
match was announced.
Emily gives Hunter a once over while Hunter flips her hair off
her shoulder then rolls her eyes.
Joe: Emily, let's start with you. What were your thoughts when
you found out that you were chosen to oil wrestle Hunter King?
Emily: First off, I had to look her up on IMDB to find out who
she was.
The crowd starts to Ooh and aww and a few start whistling.
Emily gets very defensive.
Emily: Wait a minute! It's not that I didn't know who she was
but I'm not a Soap Opera fan. Well, actually, nobody is anymore
but it appears that she's done some other work. Lifetime stuff
ya know.
Hunter is seething as her face is burning red.
Joe: Haven't you heard of Hunter in the UCC. Her record is
similar to yours.
Emily: Not really but that's not her fault. I'm a Middleweight
and she is a Lightweight so I really don't pay much attention.
Joe: Actually she is a Welterweight. She just moved up a few
fights back.
Emily: Put on a little weight I see.
Hunter stands up and is about to make a lunge at Emily but
security steps in front of her and Hunter slowly sits back down.
Emily: Save it for the pit sweetie. You're going to need it.
Joe: Have you ever been in an oil wrestling match before?
Emily: Up until a month ago, no. But Chrissy has set up this
sweet pit where Chrissy, Barbara and I have been training.
Joe: Do you feel comfortable wrestling covered in oil?
Emily: At first it was kind of sensual but the more I
concentrated on beating Hunter the more it felt like MMA
training.
Joe: So you like you chances?
Emily: Oh yes. I'll kick her ass, no doubt about it.
Joe: You sound very confident. What if Hunter ends up being just
as good?
Emily: Then I will accept the challenge but Chrissy and I have
watched her UCC matches and her style of fighting definitely
will not translate in the oil pit.
Joe: Best of luck. Hunter, how do you respond to Emily's
accusations?
Hunter: She can shoot off her mouth all she wants but she'll
have e to back it up in the pit.
Joe: Have you ever been in an oil wrestling match before?
Hunter: Well, actually I fought my little sister Joey at
Slippery When Wet and my now teammate Paris Berelc
Emily: And “Little Sis” kicked your ass.
Hunter: Yes, Joey beat me but it was close and so did Paris.
I've learned a lot since then and Kylie has brought in some
really good trainers to help out.
Emily: For the record, she stole the fighters from the Whiskey a
Go Go because she knew what would happen if she didn't.
Hunter: You need to shut up. I'm not sure why you're such a
b!tch but you need to stop interrupting me. You'll get your
chance in the pit.
Emily: I'm sorry but I just love putting chubby little Diva's
like you in their place. Call it a hobby of mine.
Joe: Come on. Emily. Let Hunter talk please.
Emily: Oh come on. I'm just messing with her. When your a world
famous bikini model like myself, you have certain standards to
uphold and putting little actresses in their place is one of the
jobs that come with the fame.
Hunter: Shove it, Emily. You're not all that famous and you can
barely fill out a bikini.
Hunter stands up and cups her big breasts as the crowd cheers.
Hunter: Everyone will see what a what a pair of 34A's look like
when I rip that ugly top off.
Emily just smiles as she know that her taunts have finally
gotten to Hunter. She gives the busty blonde the middle finger
then puckers up her lips and gives her an imaginary kiss.
Joe: OK, thanks ladies and hopefully you'll save all of this
love and goodwill for the pit.
Pre-Fight Introductions:
The arena buzzed with anticipation as the crowd eagerly awaited
the arrival of the competitors. The oil pit, glistening under
the bright lights, was the center of attention. Bruce Buffer’s
voice boomed over the loudspeakers, introducing the first
contestant.
Bruce: Introducing first, standing at 5 feet 10 inches and
weighing 125 pounds, the stunning, the curvaceous, the breath
taking Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Model, Emily DiDonato!
Emily emerged from the backstage area with Barbara Palvin and
Jessica Gomes, her confident stride drawing cheers from the
audience. She wore a sleek, form-fitting metallic purple bikini
that accentuated her toned physique. As she approached the oil
pit, she flashed a smile at the crowd, waving to her fans. Emily
began the ritual of oiling herself, her muscles glistening as
she coated her skin with the slippery substance. She stretched
and warmed up, her long limbs moving gracefully, ready for the
challenge ahead.
Bruce: And her opponent, standing at 5 feet 5 inches and
weighing 120 pounds, the fierce and formidable actress from
Badass Barbies, Hunter King!
Hunter strode out with her little sister Joey and teammate Sammi
Hanratty. She had determination etched on her face, her compact
frame exuding strength and confidence. She wore a sporty red
bikini that highlighted her muscular build but barely contained
her 34 D's. The crowd roared as she made her way to the pit, her
eyes locked onto Emily with a steely gaze. Hunter began oiling
herself, her hands moving methodically as she prepared for the
match. She flexed her muscles, showcasing her strength and
readiness.
Bruce: Our referee tonight is Nathalie Emmanuel.
Both women entered the pit, the tension between them palpable.
They stood facing each other, the announcer continuing to build
the anticipation.
Bruce: Ladies and gentlemen, this is a three-round oil wrestling
match. Each round is five minutes, and the winner will be
determined by the most falls. If the match is tied after three
rounds, we will go to a sudden death round with no time limit.
May the best woman win!
The crowd erupted in cheers as the referee for the bout,
signaled for the competitors to get ready. Emily and Hunter
exchanged a few final words, the intensity of their rivalry
evident in their expressions.
Hunter: Hope you’re ready to lose and show us those little bitty
titties.
Hunter taunted, a smirk on her face. Emily responded with a
confident grin.
Emily: Not happening chubby but those floppy **** of yours will
be on display.
Hunter gives her big oily breasts a squeeze.
Hunter: Jealous much?
Now it's Emily's face that flushes red as she takes up a
fighting stance ready to explode.
Natalie called them to the center of the pit, giving the final
instructions. The atmosphere was electric, the anticipation at
its peak. Both women took their positions, the bell poised to
signal the start of the match. The crowd held its breath, eager
to see who would emerge victorious in this epic clash of
strength, stamina, and strategy.
Round 1:
As the bell rang, signaling the start of the first round, Emily
and Hunter moved cautiously towards each other, their eyes
locked in a fierce glare. The oil-slicked surface made every
step precarious, but both women were determined to gain the
upper hand early.
Hunter, using her lower center of gravity to her advantage, was
the first to make a move. She lunged forward, attempting to grab
Emily around the waist. Emily, with her superior reach, managed
to sidestep the initial attack, her hands quickly finding
Hunter’s shoulders. The two grappled for control, their bodies
slipping and sliding against each other in the oil.
Emily: Is that all you’ve got, chubs?
Emily taunted, trying to get into Hunter’s head.
Hunter gritted her teeth, her muscles straining as she tried to
overpower the taller model. With a sudden burst of strength, she
managed to twist her body, catching Emily off balance and
pulling her down into the oil. Emily hit the slick surface with
a splash, but she was quick to react, wrapping her long legs
around Hunter’s waist in a body scissors.
The pressure was intense, and Hunter gasped as Emily’s legs
squeezed tightly around her midsection. But Hunter wasn’t going
to give up so easily. She planted her hands on the oily mat and
pushed up, lifting Emily slightly off the ground and slamming
her back down, breaking the scissor hold.
Emily winced but held her ground, rolling to her feet quickly.
Hunter was on her almost immediately, catching her in a side
headlock and squeezing hard. Emily struggled, her hands clawing
at Hunter’s arms, trying to pry herself free. The crowd cheered
as Hunter maintained her hold, her face a mask of concentration.
Emily, her face red from the exertion, finally managed to slip
her head free, using her agility to twist out of Hunter’s grip.
She spun behind Hunter, locking her arms around Hunter’s waist
and lifting her off the ground in a bear hug. The crowd roared
as Emily squeezed tightly, her muscles flexing with the effort.
Hunter struggled, her feet kicking in the air as she tried to
break free. With a grunt, she managed to twist her body and slam
her elbow into Emily’s side, forcing the model to release her
hold. Both women fell back into the oil, quickly scrambling to
their feet.
They locked eyes again, each breathing heavily from the intense
exchange. Emily wiped oil from her face, her expression
determined. Hunter, her muscles glistening, took a deep breath
and readied herself for the next assault.
They clashed again, this time Hunter managing to catch Emily in
a single-leg cradle. Emily’s shoulders were pinned to the mat,
and Nathalie started the count. "One... two..." But before she
could reach three, Emily bridged up, lifting her shoulders off
the mat and breaking the pin.
Hunter, frustrated, transitioned into a head scissors, her legs
wrapping around Emily’s neck and squeezing tightly. Emily’s face
turned red as she struggled to breathe, her hands clawing at
Hunter’s thighs. The crowd was on the edge of their seats,
cheering wildly as Emily fought to escape.
With a burst of strength, Emily managed to twist her body,
slipping her head free and catching Hunter off guard. She
quickly rolled Hunter onto her back, pinning her shoulders to
the mat in a schoolgirl pin. Nathalie started the count. "One...
two... three!"
Emily stood up, her arms raised in triumph as the first fall was
awarded to her. The crowd erupted in cheers, but Hunter, glaring
up at her, was far from done. She got to her feet, her eyes
burning with determination.
Falls:
- Emily: 1
- Hunter: 0
"Enjoy it while it lasts," Hunter spat, wiping oil from her
face. "You’re going down."
"We’ll see about that," Emily shot back, her confidence
unshaken.
The round continued with both women giving it their all. Emily,
leveraging her stamina and reach, managed to keep Hunter at bay
with well-placed holds and strategic movements. Hunter, using
her strength and balance, fought back fiercely, each woman
determined to dominate the other.
The oil made every movement a struggle, adding to the intensity
of the match. Emily managed to catch Hunter in a side headlock,
squeezing tightly, but Hunter quickly countered, slipping out
and catching Emily in a bear hug, her breasts smashing into
Emily's as she tightened her grip. The back-and-forth continued,
each woman gaining and losing control in quick succession.
In the final moments of the round, Hunter managed to catch Emily
in a breast smother pin, using her chest to suffocate Emily. The
referee started the count, but Emily, using her agility, managed
to twist her body and bridge out of the pin just before the
three-count. The bell rang, signaling the end of the first
round.
Falls:
- Emily: 1
- Hunter: 0
Both women retreated to their corners, breathing heavily and
glaring at each other. The first round had been intense, with
each woman showcasing their strengths and determination. The
crowd was eager for more, the anticipation for the next round
palpable.
Round 2:
As the bell rang for the second round, Hunter wasted no time.
With a fierce determination in her eyes, she charged at Emily,
catching her off guard. Before Emily could react, Hunter had her
on her back, her chest pressing down over Emily's face in a
breast smother submission. The crowd gasped as Emily struggled
beneath Hunter, her limbs flailing as she tried to escape.
Nathalie was on hr knees close to the action as Hunter leaned
down her breasts engulfing Emily and within a few tense seconds,
Emily was tapping out, signaling her submission.
Hunter lifted her body up while still straddling Emily's chest.
Hunter: How'd you like that, Ems?
Emily: Get off me you fat cow!
Hunter bounced her butt up and down until the ref pulled her off
leaving Emily gasping for breath and visibly furious.
Falls:
- Emily: 1
- Hunter: 1
Emily's eyes burned with rage as she wiped the oil off her face
and scrambled to her feet. Fueled by anger, she charged at
Hunter with renewed vigor. Hunter tried to dodge, but Emily's
speed and agility were too much. Emily tackled Hunter to the
oily mat, quickly positioning herself for a cross body pin. She
locked Hunter's right arm firmly between her legs while she
pressed her full weight down on Hunter, her chest pressing hard
against Hunter’s, pinning her shoulders firmly to the mat.
Nathalie started the count. "One... two... three!" Emily held on
tightly, refusing to release the pin even after the count was
completed. The referee had to physically pry Emily off Hunter,
her body slick with oil and fury. This time Emily stayed on top
of Hunter pulling her arm with her hands.
Hunter: My arm! You're braking my arm!
Nathalie pulled Emily off as Hunter rolled away.
Emily: Not so tough now, are you?
Falls:
- Emily: 2
- Hunter: 1
Emily was still seething from the earlier breast smother, and
she wasn't done yet. As soon as the referee signaled for the
match to continue, Emily was all over Hunter again. This time,
she maneuvered herself into a dominant position, pinning Hunter
down on hr back and instead of going for a pin, she slid up
until she was perched on Hunter's face. Emily brought her knees
in tight locking them tightly around Hunter's head and started
to squeeze. Hunter's legs kicked helplessly as Emily pressed her
weight down, smothering Hunter beneath her.
Hunter tried to twist and buck, but Emily’s positioning was
perfect. The referee started the count again. "One... two...
three!"
Emily skid back until she was sitting on Hunter's chest and with
a victorious smile on her face as she looked down at Hunter and
slapped her across the face.
Emily: That's three for me, fatso!. You had enough yet?
Falls:
- Emily: 3
- Hunter: 1
Hunter, humiliated and enraged, quickly got back to her feet.
She wasn't going to let Emily have the last word. With a fierce
determination, Hunter lunged at Emily, catching her off guard.
She managed to twist Emily around pinning her on her stomach,
She locked her arms around Emily's chin and pulling back in a
brutal camel clutch.
Emily cried out in pain, her back arching as Hunter pulled back
further, increasing the pressure. The referee asked Emily if she
wanted to submit, but Emily shook her head, refusing to give in.
Hunter, however, was relentless. She pulled back even harder
then slammed Emily face first in to oily mat. She leaned forward
and ground her face then lifted back this time pulling up even
harder. , and with no other choice, Emily tapped out, signaling
her submission.
Hunter released the hold, standing up with a satisfied grin.
Hunter: That's how you do it, skank! Get up, we're just getting
started.
Falls:
- Emily: 3
- Hunter: 2
The crowd was on their feet, the intensity of the match keeping
them on the edge of their seats. Both women were visibly
exhausted, their bodies glistening with oil and sweat. Despite
their fatigue, neither was willing to back down, their mutual
hatred fueling each move.
Emily, determined to maintain her lead, quickly regrouped. She
lunged at Hunter, trying to catch her off guard, but Hunter was
ready. The two women grappled fiercely, their bodies sliding
against each other as they fought for control. Emily managed to
twist Hunter’s arm behind her back, forcing her down onto the
mat.
Hunter tried to resist, but Emily was relentless hooking
Hunter's left leg and pinning on her chest. Hunter, bent in
half, couldn't get any leverage as Emily pressed down. Emanuel
bent down and started the count. Hunter managed to twist out but
Emily grabbed her other leg and slid up sitting on the back of
Hunter's thighs. Hunter was folded in two with Emily's full
weight bearing down on the back of her legs her butt sticking up
and her feet buried in the oil. "One... two... three!" Emily
raises her hands while bouncing up and down. Emily rolled to the
side, grabbed a handful of Hunter's hair and pressed her lips
next to the busty blondes ear.
Emily: This is way too easy. Your mine now.
Falls:
- Emily: 4
- Hunter: 2
Hunter kicked her legs out and threw Emily off. She got to her
feet and rubbed her lower back. She gathered herself and waited
for the ref to signal thee match to resume. Hunter knew the next
fall was critical and had to fight back with everything she had.
Hunter reached out, grabbed a handful of damp hair and threw her
to the mat using a hair mare. She pulled her back up and locked
Emily in a headlock, twisting her body and bringing Emily back
down to the mat. With a quick maneuver, she transitioned into
another camel clutch, pulling back hard on Emily's chin. Emily
screamed in pain, her body arching as Hunter applied pressure.
The referee was quick to ask if Emily wanted to submit, and this
time, Emily had no choice. She tapped out, signaling her
submission.
Hunter released the hold, standing up with a triumphant smile.
Falls:
- Emily: 4
- Hunter: 3
The bell rang, signaling the end of the second round. Both
women retreated to their corners, exhausted but determined. The
crowd erupted in applause, eagerly anticipating the final round.
It was clear that neither Emily nor Hunter was willing to back
down, and the third round promised to be even more intense.
Falls:
- Emily: 4
- Hunter: 3
Emily sat on the rail her lower back throbbing while Barbara
and Jessica wiped her down and went over some last minute
strategies. Hunter was exhausted as she sat on the mat her head
down trying to catch her breath.
The second round had been a fierce battle, with each woman
gaining and losing control in quick succession. The crowd was on
the edge of their seats, eagerly awaiting the final round to see
who would emerge victorious in this intense and personal battle.
Round 3:
The bell rang, marking the beginning of the final round, and
Emily surged forward, her eyes blazing with determination. The
lingering pain from the previous camel clutch submission fueled
her aggression. Hunter, still catching her breath from the
intense second round, barely had time to react as Emily tackled
her to the oily mat.
With swift precision, Emily managed to pin Hunter on her back,
attempting a schoolgirl pin. She straddled Hunter’s chest, her
knees pressing down on Hunter’s shoulders,her firm butt smashing
down on Hunter's rack. The referee started the count. "One...
two..." but Hunter, showing remarkable resilience, bucked her
hips and twisted, breaking the pin just before the three-count.
Not deterred, Emily immediately transitioned into a single-leg
cradle, pulling Hunter’s leg up and pinning her shoulders down.
The referee began the count again. "One... two..." but once
more, Hunter knowing thee importance of the next fall kicked
out, refusing to stay down.
Emily’s frustration was starting to show. She gritted her teeth,
deciding to go on the offensive in a more brutal manner. Pinning
Hunter down with her body weight, she began to attack Hunter’s
breasts with sharp elbows. The referee, perhaps overwhelmed by
the intensity of the match, allowed the elbows to go unchecked
causing Joey and Sammi to piund their fists on the rail while
they screamed at Nathalie.
Hunter cried out in pain, her hands instinctively trying to
protect her chest. Emily seized the opportunity, cruelly
kneading Hunter’s breasts between her fingers, digging her nails
in and pinching her nipples. The pain was excruciating, and
Hunter’s screams echoed through the venue. The crowd was on its
feet, the brutality of the move shocking yet riveting.
"I give! I give!" Hunter finally screamed out her submission,
tears welling in her eyes.
Emily released her hold, but not without adding insult to
injury. She bounced up and down on Hunter’s stomach, causing
Hunter to sob in pain. The referee finally intervened but not
before Emily gave Hunter's nipples on final pinch causing a
stream of tears to roll down Hunter's cheeks. Natalie finally
pulled Emily off but Hunter was a mess.
Falls:
- Emily: 5
- Hunter: 3
With only three minutes left, Hunter knew she needed a miracle.
Summoning every ounce of her remaining strength, she fought
back. Emily, perhaps overconfident, moved in to secure another
pin, but Hunter caught her off guard. With a burst of energy,
Hunter wrapped her legs around Emily’s head, locking her in a
brutal head scissors.
Emily gasped for air, her face turning red as Hunter’s powerful
thighs squeezed tightly around her neck. She struggled, her
hands clawing at Hunter’s legs, but once Hunter locked her
ankles and straightened her legs the pressure was too much.
Emily fought back punching Hunter in the thighs and digging her
nails into her hamstrings but Hunter refused to let go and with
a fierce grunt forced Emily to tap out.
Hunter released the hold, breathing heavily but not giving up.
She knew she needed to even the score. With determination in her
eyes, she launched herself at Emily again, this time managing to
pin her on her back. Hunter grabbed Emily's wrists and pinned
them over her head while she tried to lock her legs inside of
Emily. A fierce battle ensued as their legs battled it out
Hunter trying to hook Emily's calves while Emily used her legs
to knee Hunter in the thighs. Finally Hunter managed to lock
Emily in a grapevine and a smile finally came to her face.
Hunter: Gotcha!
Hunter slowly started to pull her legs apart as Emily pulled her
legs together. It was a tense back and forth struggle as Hunter
managed to pull Emily's legs apart only to see Emily bring her
legs back in. In a back and forth struggle Hunter finally
managed to over power Emily. Inch by inch Emily's legs were
being split apart her inner thigh muscles burning with pain.
Hunter, her legs now trembling fought through her own pain and
forced Emily's legs wider and wider until her muscles were about
to rip. Hunter pulled wide as Emily laid beneath her like a
starfish. Finally, Emily tried to hold on until the bell and
with ten seconds left in the round, the pain became unbearable.
Emily, despite her best efforts, couldn't take it anymore and
not able to tap was forced to call out her submission.
Emily: Tap! Tap! I tap!
Hunter continued to stretch Emily’s legs despite Nathalie doing
her best to untangle the two oil soaked fighter.
Falls:
- Emily: 5
- Hunter: 4
Hunter frantically tried to get Emily on her feet as the time
was ticking away. Before Emily could get set, Hunter drove her
shoulder into Emily's side knocking her off her feet and into
the pit rail. Hunter went to work powering her way on top
quickly getting a two count before Emily could lift a shoulder.
Hunter was determined and placed her knees on Emily's biceps
causing her to yelp but her twisting and bucking kept her
shoulder off the mat
Hunter desperately tried to pin Emily as her fans screamed for
her to knot up the fight. Hunter slid off Emily, grabbed a
handful of hair and lifted her to her feet. She stuck her left
ankle behind Emily's right calf and shoved her in her shoulders.
Emily feet came out from underneath her and she laid sprawled
out on the mat. Hunter jumped up, spread her arms and legs and
splashed her body on top. Emily's body jackknifed in two and
before she could straighten out, Hunter hooked Emily's left leg.
Pressed it tight to her chest and got a three count tying up the
match with less than 30 seconds left.
Falls:
- Emily: 5
- Hunter: 5
Hunter grabbed Emily by the hair and again hauled her to her
feet. She lifted the brunette SI Model on her shoulder, spun her
around 3 times then drove forward spiking her head first into
the mat. Emily lay at Hunter's feet her eyes rolled in the back
of her head as Hunter dropped a knee deep into Emily's gut.
Hunter dropped down, hooked a leg and went for a pin as
Nathalie's count only got to one before the bell rang, signaling
the end of the third round.
Both women lay on the oily mat, exhausted and in pain. The crowd
was roaring, the match tied and heading into sudden death. Each
fall had been hard-fought, and it was clear that both Emily and
Hunter had given everything they had. Joey and Sammi were still
livid over the illegal elbows and their arguing make have
benefited Emily as she had some extra time to catch her breath.
Sudden Death
The bell rang for sudden death, and the atmosphere in the arena
was electric. Both women were visibly exhausted, their bodies
glistening with oil and sweat. They took a moment to plant their
feet and catch their breath before Emily, known for her superior
cardio, took the initiative.
Emily, determined to end the match quickly, launched herself at
Hunter. She managed to pin Hunter down, attempting a face sit,
but Hunter, with surprising resilience, twisted her body and
slipped out from under Emily. The crowd roared in approval as
Hunter avoided the pin.
Undeterred, Emily transitioned into a head scissors, wrapping
her powerful legs around Hunter’s head. Hunter grunted in pain
but fought back with all her remaining strength, managing to pry
Emily’s legs apart just enough to escape. Emily's frustration
was clearly visable as her fists slapped down on thee mat, her
patience wearing thin.
Emily: Just quit already you ugly cow!
Emily, now visibly angry, tackled Hunter and attempted a
schoolgirl pin, pressing Hunter’s shoulders to the mat with her
knees. Nathalie started the count, but Hunter refused to be
beaten and bucked and twisted, slipping out from under Emily
once again. The crowd’s cheers were deafening, spurring Hunter
on.
Emily slapped the mat in frustration, oil splattering in all
directions. She was losing her composure, her usual calm and
calculated demeanor replaced by raw anger. Desperate to end the
match, she reverted to a tactic that had worked earlier. She
began to attack Hunter’s breasts again, clawing and kneading
them mercilessly. Hunter writhed in agony, her body quivering
from the pain, but she still refused to submit.
Emily: Tap out you b!tch or I swear I'll rip them off your
chest!
Hunter was clearly fading as Emily transitioned from one move to
another never giving Hunter a chance to regroup or catch her
breath. Emily, her patience wearing thin, attempted another face
sit, pressing her weight down on Hunter’s face. But again,
Hunter found the strength to twist her body, slipping out from
under Emily once more. Emily let out a cry of frustration,
slapping the mat again as her exhaustion grew more apparent.
Hunter, though exhausted and in pain, continued to fight back.
With a burst of energy, she managed to roll Emily onto her back.
Emily, completely spent, struggled to get Hunter off her, her
movements sluggish.
Emily: Get off me, you fat cow! Get off!
Hunter ignored the insult, focusing on securing her position.
She perched herself on Emily’s chest, her breath coming in heavy
pants. Emily, realizing the danger she was in, tried to push
Hunter off, but her strength was waning and her muscles were
burning in pain.
Four minutes unto Sudden Death and neither woman was willing to
give and neither had the strength to finish off the other. They
rolled on top of each other neither managing to get past a two
count. With a final effort, Hunter leaned forward, her large
breasts enveloping Emily’s face. Emily struggled beneath her,
her hands pushing weakly against Hunter’s shoulders. The crowd
watched in rapt attention as Emily’s movements became slower,
her attempts to escape growing weaker by the second.
Hunter: Give up, Emily. It's over.
Emily, refusing to tap, continued to fight back, but her
resistance was fading. Her legs kicked weakly, her hands fell to
her sides, and finally, after what seemed like an eternity,
Emily went limp, her body completely spent.
Nathalie rushed over, lifting one of Emily’s arms and letting it
drop. It fell lifelessly to the mat with a small thud. She
lifted it again and on the third time she signaled the end of
the match. Hunter, exhausted but victorious, leaned back, her
chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath.
The crowd erupted in cheers as Hunter stood up on wobbly legs,
her victory hard-earned and well-deserved. Emily lay on the mat,
unconscious and defeated. Hunter looked down at her opponent, a
mixture of relief and satisfaction on her face. She had done it.
She had won. She had beaten the big-mouthed bikini model at her
own game by out lasting her in a grueling 21 minute oil
wrestling match.
Final Fall:
- Emily: 5
- Hunter: 6 (Sudden Death Victory)
Hunter, despite the grueling battle, managed to raise her arm
in triumph as Joey flew into the pit and lifter Hunter off her
feet. She had proven her resilience and determination, emerging
victorious in one of the most intense and personal battles of
her career.
Post-Fight: Hunter continued her celebration as the medics
worked on Emily. Words were exchanged between Joey King and
Jessica Gomes and security had to intervene before the two tore
into each other. Joe Rogan waited for the pit to clear as
Hunter posed for a few pictures. She seemed to have recovered
as she adjusted her sore breasts into her tight top.
Emily DiDonato, on the other hand, was still lying motionless on
the mat. Slowly, she began to stir, her mind foggy and her body
screaming in pain. As consciousness fully returned, the reality
of her loss hit her like a tidal wave. She had fought so hard,
given everything she had, but it hadn't been enough. Tears
welled up in her eyes as she tried to sit up, but her body
refused to cooperate.
Emily's corner attendants were by her side helping her into a
sitting position. She winced at every movement, her body bruised
and battered. After seeing Hunter celebrating, the realization
of her defeat became even more poignant. The tears she had been
holding back finally spilled over, streaming down her cheeks.
She buried her face in her hands, the sobs wracking her
exhausted frame.
The crowd's roar grew even louder as Joe Rogan stepped into the
oil pit, microphone in hand. He approached Hunter, who stood
victorious, still catching her breath. Her body glistened with a
mixture of oil and sweat, but her eyes shone with determination.
Joe: Hunter, that was an incredible match! The intensity was off
the charts. How do you feel after such a hard-fought battle?
Hunter: Exhausted, but victorious. Emily put up a tough fight,
but I knew that if I dug deep that I would come out on top.
Joe: The crowd could feel the animosity between you two. What
was going through your mind during those final moments?
Hunter: I was focused on winning and while it looked grim there
wasn't a chance in hell that she was winning. I knew I had to
bide my time and wait for her to tire out and not give her a
chance to recover. The stakes were high, and I couldn’t afford
to let up.
Joe: You’ve shown incredible skill and tenacity tonight. What’s
next for you in the world of oil wrestling?
Hunter: This is just an exhibition and I want to get back in the
cage and train for the upcoming tournament.
Joe Rogan: If you did get back into the oil pit, is there any
particular opponents you have in mind?
Hunter: Debby Ryan needs to be put in her place. She beat me in
the boxing ring and that didn't sit well with me. I desperately
tried to challenge her but my teammate Bella Thorne beat me to
it.
Joe: How do you like Bella's chances against Debby?
Hunter: Bella is one of our most versatile fighters and she
should easily handle Debby. I'll be there in her corner and it
should be an epic beatdown.
Joe: Would you consider a rematch with Emily?
Hunter: In a heartbeat. Next time she won't get a single pin and
if she tries to maul my boobs again she'll be in for a rude
awakening.
Joe: Well, congratulations on a fantastic match, Hunter. We
can’t wait to see what you do next!
The crowd erupted in cheers as Hunter raised her hand in
triumph, her eyes already looking forward to the next challenge.
Joe Rogan, seeing Emily finally on her feet decides to interview
the loser.
Joe: Emily, can I have a word?
Emily, still sniffling, composes herself and steps towards Joe.
Emily: Sure, Joe. Why not.
Joe: That had to be a crushing defeat seeing how you dominate
Sudden Death?
Emily: It's one of my most devastating looses of my career. I
had her beat but she wouldn't give up. It's disappointing.
Joe: Do you feel that attacking her breasts again was a smart
move?
Emily: Like I said, she wouldn't quit squirming around and I
just couldn't get her pinned. I guss I just lashed out and tried
to rip her **** off.
Joe: That really seemed to give her a boost. Do you regret
fighting dirty.
Emily: Listen, when your in a life and death struggle then you
do what it takes to win. Attacking her breasts was perfectly
within the rules and thee crowd seemed to enjoy it.
Joe: That they did but you got away with some illegal elbows.
Emily: Listen, did the ref stop me? Did shee take a point away?
NO! Then they weren't illegal then were they. I just can't
believe that fat cow beat me. I had the fight, Joe. I had her
beat.
Joe: Hunter used her breasts to get two submissions, the last
one knocking you unconscious and secure her win. How does it
feel to be smothered by a big rack like Hunters?
Emily: It sucks, Joe. Who in their right mind wants a floppy
pair of oily **** in their face.
Joe: I might be up for that.
Joey King, hearing her sister being bad mouthed by Emily, gets
up on the pit rail and launches herself halfway across the pit.
She lands on Emily's shoulder and tackles her to the mat. She
pins Emily on her back and start raining down punches and
elbows. Jessica Gomes comes to Emily's aid and locks Joey in a
rear naked choke. Security rushes in but Jessica isn't letting
go and in less than 10 seconds Joey goes limp. Order is finally
restored as Joe's mic has been tossed into the oil. Joe picks up
the mic and shakes it a few time as the oil drips down his arm.
Joe: "Lahdeeessh ahnd jentulmenn, yurrr weener in Shudden Defth,
Hunther Keeng!"
The words came out garbled and muffled, the microphone covered
in baby oil, but the crowd's reaction was unmistakable. Hunter
stood tall, victorious and glistening, as the cheers
reverberated through the arena.
Written by the Badass Barbies.
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