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Fight 02 Ariana Greenblatt vs Coco Quinn
DIR By: BadAssBunnies
Date: July 8, 2026, 8:41 pm
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Match 2: Ariana Greenblatt (Disney Princesses) vs. Coco Quinn
(Wannabees)
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The Wannabees locker room was a storm of anger after Giselle’s
shocking knockout loss. Trainers and fighters yelled about bad
corner advice, momentum stolen, and how McKenna simply got
lucky. “We had that fight! We had that dumb b!tch beat. “Giselle
keeps her head for 1 minute and she takes the decision” spat a
trainer. One dumb call and we hand them the first win,” one
coach snarled. The stable entered the arena even more pissed
off, determined to even the score immediately.
Walk-In Ariana Greenblatt walked out first for the Disney
Princesses, calm and focused in a patriotic red, white, and blue
sports bra and shorts, her 5'1" frame moving with quick
confidence. The Princesses crowd cheered wildly after the
opening win.
Coco Quinn followed to massive Wannabees roars mixed with
furious energy. The 5'2" dancer looked wired and aggressive in
her metallic purple outfit, bouncing on her toes, eyes locked on
Ariana. She shouted across the ring, “This one’s for Giselle,
you stuck-up princess!” Ariana smirked back, flipping her off.
“Maybe you shouldn't be such sore losers. You should be used to
it after all.” The tension was electric—Wannabees desperate to
strike back, Princesses riding the momentum.
Referee Instructions Celebrity referee Sharon Stone (iconic 90s
star with that icy, commanding presence) stepped between them in
the center of the ring.
“Same rules as last time. Clean boxing. Break when I say break.
No low blows, no elbows, no bullshit. I will not tolerate dirty
fighting tonight.”
The fighters ignored her and immediately got in each other’s
faces, shoving and trash-talking. Sharon had to step in and
physically push them apart—twice. “I said break! Do it again and
I start deducting points right now!” She glared at both with
steel in her eyes before signaling the timekeeper. The bell
rang.
The second match of the night was underway, with the Wannabees
out for blood. Ready for Round 1?
Round 1
The bell rang and both fighters circled warily, the arena still
buzzing from Match 1. Ariana Greenblatt and Coco Quinn were
cautious at first, respecting each other’s speed after the
earlier bloodbath. Light jabs flicked out, testing range.
“Come on, b!tch, quit running!” Coco taunted, bouncing on her
dancer’s toes. “Step in, princess! Step the f$ck in!”
Ariana smirked, circling left. “Make me, you mouthy Wannabee
scum. Scared already?”
They stayed measured for the first two minutes—sharp jabs, quick
feints, and clinches broken cleanly by Sharon Stone. Taunts flew
nonstop:
"Quit dancing and fight!” Ariana shot back after slipping a Coco
combination. “Come on, b!tch, show me something!”
The final thirty seconds changed everything. As if a switch
flipped, caution vanished. Both exploded into an all-out war
with almost no defense. Coco stepped in and threw a blistering
right hand that Ariana barely slipped. Ariana countered with a
lightning three-punch combo—jab, cross, hook—that rocked Coco’s
head back.
They stood toe-to-toe in the center, trading bombs. Coco landed
a heavy left hook to the body. Ariana answered with a right
cross that split Coco’s lip. Blood flew. “That all you got?!”
Coco screamed, unloading a furious flurry. Ariana absorbed it
and fired back just as hard, both women landing clean, powerful
shots with zero regard for their own chins.
Huge bombs connected—hooks to the jaw, uppercuts to the body,
crosses that snapped heads sideways. The crowd was on its feet
screaming. It was some of the most intense, reckless boxing seen
in the young UCC division.
The bell rang, but they kept throwing. Ariana landed one last
right hand as Coco fired back. Sharon Stone jumped in to
separate them and caught a stray hook to the shoulder from the
chaos. “Break! I said BREAK!” she yelled, shoving them apart
with authority.
Both fighters glared at each other across the ring, chests
heaving, lips cut, adrenaline pumping.
Round 1 Scoring: Ariana Greenblatt 10 – 9 Coco Quinn
Ariana edged it with slightly cleaner, more accurate power shots
in the wild final exchange, but Coco’s pressure made it
razor-close. The taunts and intensity set the tone for what
promises to be another war.
Round 2
The bell rang and both fighters let their fists do the talking
in a vicious, high-tempo war. Ariana Greenblatt and Coco Quinn
traded sharp combinations early, neither giving ground. Ariana’s
crisp jab found its mark, but Coco answered with stinging body
shots that made Ariana wince through the pain. Both absorbed
heavy leather yet fought on, breathing hard but refusing to back
down.
Mid-round, Ariana slipped a jab and landed a perfect counter
right cross to the jaw. Coco’s legs buckled and she dropped
clearly to the canvas. The crowd erupted. But Sharon Stone waved
it off as a slip. “No knockdown! No knockdown! It was a slip!”
Ariana’s Princesses corner exploded in fury. “That was a f$cking
knockdown you blind old bat!”
Ariana went berserk, pressing forward aggressively to make Coco
pay. She unloaded a wild flurry but got caught out of position.
Coco capitalized instantly with a blistering left hook that
dropped Ariana hard to the canvas. Ariana beat the count at
eight, her face twisted in rage as her corner continued
screaming at the officials about the missed call.
The final minute saw them trading bombs in the center of the
ring. Huge shots landed on both sides—hooks to the head and
body—both women taking damage but fighting through gritted teeth
and swelling pain.
In the final 20 seconds, Coco stepped in and landed a vicious
uppercut right into Ariana’s left breast. The impact made Ariana
scream in pain and fury. “You f#cking c$nt!” Ariana unloaded,
mauling Coco’s breasts with both gloves in retaliation. Coco
fired back just as dirty, slapping and punching Ariana’s **** in
a blatant exchange. The crowd lost it as both openly targeted
each other’s chests in the clinch.
Sharon finally broke them apart. The left strap on Ariana’s top
was torn from the mauling and her perky breast hung out. Her
corner rushed in to fix it quickly while both fighters stood in
their corners, chests heaving, bodies aching, eyes full of
hatred.
Round 2 Scoring: Coco Quinn 10 – 8 Ariana Greenblatt (knockdown
+ pressure)
Cumulative Total: Coco Quinn 19 – 18 Ariana Greenblatt
Coco has a narrow one-point lead after stealing Round 2 with the
knockdown and pressure following the controversial “slip” call.
The fight is still extremely close and heated.
Round 3
The bell rang and tempers were already boiling over from the
previous breast mauling. Neither fighter had forgotten it.
Ariana and Coco came out swearing and throwing leather with bad
intentions. “You like hitting my t!ts, b!tch?!” Ariana snarled,
landing a jab then deliberately poking a sharp right glove into
Coco’s left breast. Coco screamed in pain and fury, immediately
retaliating with a left hook that smacked Ariana’s right tit
hard. “How’s that feel, you dirty princess wh0re?!”
They boxed with venom, trading crisp combinations while mixing
in deliberate shots to each other’s sore chests. Every clinch
turned nasty. They shoved off and immediately crashed back
together into a brutal bear hug in the center of the ring. Both
refused to let go. Their sore, swollen breasts mushroomed
painfully against each other, nearly spilling out of their tops
as they squeezed and ground. Ariana’s torn strap slipped
further. Coco’s top was riding up her full breasts barely being
contained. They grunted and cursed through clenched teeth while
throwing short, dirty shots into each other’s sides and chests.
Sharon Stone tried to intervene, yelling “Break! Break damn it!”
but the two spitfires ignored her completely. Sharon looked
exasperated, almost giving up as she circled them. Both corners
were screaming instructions and protests. “Rip her f$cking t!ts
off!” one Princesses coach yelled. “Maul that t!t!” a Wannabees
trainer roared.
The fighters kept the bear hug going far too long, breasts
flattening and mushrooming, pain flashing across their faces.
Sharon finally wedged herself between them and pried them apart
with help from the timekeeper. Both women were red-faced, tops
disheveled, breathing hard and glaring daggers.
The final minute saw more chaotic boxing—wild swings, tit shots
mixed with head punches, and constant swearing. They were
exhausted but the hatred kept them swinging.
Round 3 Scoring: Ariana Greenblatt 10 – 9 Coco Quinn
Ariana edged the round with slightly cleaner work outside the
clinch and better composure after the chaotic bear hug. The
fight remains razor-close and extremely ugly.
Current Total: Ariana 28 – 28 Coco (tied)
Round 4
The bell rang and the corners were already at war. Princesses
coach screamed across the ring, “Keep your cheap little b!tch in
check, Wannabees!” Wannabees fired back instantly, “You only
fight dirty because you’re losing! Keep that useless princess
slot on a leash!” The insults flew: “Teach her how to fight and
not cheat!” Both corners were standing, yelling, and pointing as
the fighters met in the center with pure fury.
Round 4 was absolute chaos. Ariana and Coco threw caution to the
wind, trading massive bombs with bad intentions. Ariana landed a
vicious right cross that split Coco’s lip wider. Coco answered
with a left hook to the body followed by a deliberate slap
across Ariana’s sore right breast. “How’s that, you cheating
wh0re?!”
They clinched and shoved, gloves mauling breasts again in the
chaos. Sharon Stone was shouting but the fight had completely
broken down into a street brawl inside the ropes. Huge shots
landed—uppercuts to the chin, hooks to the ribs, and tit shots
that made both women grunt in pain. Blood flew with every clean
connection. Both were fighting through exhaustion and swelling,
but the corner taunts fueled them even more.
Mid-round, Ariana pressed forward aggressively. Coco suddenly
surprised her with a perfectly timed counter — a short, vicious
uppercut right on the button. Ariana’s eyes rolled and she
dropped hard to the canvas, the biggest knockdown of the fight
so far. The Wannabees section exploded. Ariana barely beat the
count at nine, badly hurt and wobbly, as her corner screamed in
panic.
The final minute was pure epic violence. Ariana, running on
heart, refused to go down again. She traded toe-to-toe with Coco
in the center, both landing bombs with little defense. A massive
exchange left both women bleeding and gasping. In the final
seconds, Coco landed another heavy right that sent Ariana
sprawling into the ropes, but Ariana fired back with a desperate
hook that caught Coco flush stopping her dead in her tracks.
The bell rang on an all-out war. Both fighters slumped into
their corners, chests heaving, faces destroyed, but eyes still
full of hate as their corners worked frantically.
Round 4 Scoring: Coco Quinn 10 – 8 Ariana Greenblatt (knockdown)
Current Total: Coco Quinn 38 – 36 Ariana Greenblatt
Coco’s surprise knockdown and pressure gave her the round. The
fight is slipping away from Ariana.
Round 5
The bell rang for Round 5 and the arena was deafening. Both
fighters were wrecked—Coco’s lip split and ribs bruised,
Ariana’s face swollen with one eye nearly closed—but the corner
screaming and stable hatred pushed them forward. They met in the
center like gladiators, fists flying with zero regard for
defense.
Coco pressed early, using her dancer footwork to circle and land
stinging jabs mixed with deliberate shots to Ariana’s sore
breasts. “Still tender, princess slu1?” she taunted. Ariana
roared back, “Shut your f$cking mouth!” and unloaded a
blistering combination that rocked Coco’s head back. The
Princesses corner screamed encouragement while Wannabees yelled
for blood.
They traded massive bombs in the pocket. Ariana landed a heavy
right cross that staggered Coco into the ropes. Coco fired back
with a vicious body assault, digging hooks into Ariana’s ribs
that made her gasp in agony. Both women were breathing hard,
faces masks of blood and sweat, but neither backed down. In a
nasty clinch, they mauled each other’s **** again—gloves
slapping and squeezing sore flesh as Sharon Stone struggled to
separate them.
Mid-round, Coco surprised Ariana with a sharp uppercut to the
chin that wobbled her. Ariana stayed on her feet through sheer
will and countered with a left hook to the body followed by a
right that opened a new cut over Coco’s eye. The final minute
was pure war. They stood toe-to-toe in the center, throwing
everything they had left. Huge hooks landed on jaws and bodies.
Ariana’s power shots were landing cleaner, but Coco’s volume and
movement kept it razor close.
In the final twenty seconds, Ariana stepped in and landed a
massive overhand right that dropped Coco hard to the canvas. The
crowd erupted. Coco beat the count at eight, badly hurt but
defiant. Ariana swarmed but ran out of time as the bell rang on
another all-out slugfest.
Both fighters collapsed onto their stools, chests heaving,
bodies destroyed. Corners worked desperately on cuts and
swelling while the two rivals glared across the ring with pure
hatred.
Round 5 Scoring: Ariana Greenblatt 10 – 9 Coco Quinn (late
knockdown)
Current Score: Coco Quinn 47 – Ariana Greenblatt 46
The fight is razor-close and extremely intense.
Pre-Round 6 – Corners
The tension in the arena was unbearable. In the Wannabees
corner, the trainer gripped Coco’s shoulders. “You got the lead,
Coco! One more round! Don’t let up. She’s tired. Pressure her,
use your speed, and keep that princess on the back foot. No
mistakes—this time the bad advice from Giselle’s fight won’t
cost us. You hear me? Fight smart but aggressive. Finish her!”
Coco nodded, eyes fierce, smacking her gloves together. “She’s
f$cking done.”
In the Princesses corner, Ariana’s trainer was intense. “You’re
tied, Ariana. You win this round, it’s another win and those
losers are done. You got this. You can take her! I know you're
hurting but op is she. Use your quickness, work the body, and go
for the knockout. You got this—make her pay for everything!”
Ariana, face swollen but determined, nodded. “I’m taking her
out.”
Round 6
The bell rang for the final round with Coco Quinn protecting her
slim one-point lead and Ariana Greenblatt fighting for her life
to force extra time. The arena was on its feet as the two
battered warriors met in the center, eyes locked in pure hatred.
They immediately traded heavy leather. Ariana’s crisp jab
snapped Coco’s head back repeatedly, drawing more blood from her
split lip. Coco fired back with stinging body shots that made
Ariana grunt in pain, her bruised ribs screaming with every
impact. “You’re not stealing this from me, princess!” Coco
snarled through bloodied teeth. Ariana answered viciously,
“Watch me, you mouthy twat!”
The pace was relentless. Both fighters were exhausted, faces
swollen and bloodied, breathing in ragged gasps, but the stable
rivalry pushed them forward. Ariana pressed aggressively,
landing a sharp combination that rocked Coco into the ropes. The
crowd roared as Ariana swarmed, unloading power shots to the
head and body. Coco covered up, clinched desperately, and mauled
Ariana’s sore breasts in the tangle, squeezing and slapping the
tender flesh. Ariana retaliated with dirty tit shots of her own,
making Coco wince. Sharon Stone struggled to break the ugly
clinch as the two women shoved and cursed at each other.
Mid-round, Ariana stepped in with a massive left hook that
wobbled Coco badly. Coco’s legs buckled and she nearly dropped,
grabbing the ropes at the last second to barely keep her
balance. It was a flash knockdown avoided only by pure instinct.
The Wannabees corner screamed in relief while the Princesses
protested loudly. Ariana smelled blood and pressed harder,
throwing everything she had left in a desperate attempt to
finish it.
Coco survived on heart and movement, circling away and throwing
desperate counters that kept Ariana honest. The final minute was
pure chaos—both standing toe-to-toe, swinging wildly with little
defense. Huge hooks and uppercuts landed on jaws and bodies,
blood flying with every clean connection. Ariana’s cleaner power
shots were getting through, but Coco’s volume and resilience
kept the round competitive.
In the final twenty seconds they traded bombs in the center,
both completely spent but refusing to stop. The bell finally
rang on an all-out war. Both fighters collapsed onto their
stools, barely able to stand, chests heaving, bodies destroyed
from the six-round war.
Round 6 Scoring: Ariana Greenblatt 10 – 9 Coco Quinn
Final Score: Tied 56 – 56
The fight goes to a sudden-death extra round. The MGM Grand was
electric. Both corners worked frantically on their battered
fighters. An absolute classic.
Sudden-Death Round (Round 7)
The sudden-death round began with the entire MGM Grand on its
feet. Coco Quinn came out aggressive and focused. Ariana
Greenblatt met her with desperate intensity. For exactly 27
seconds, the arena witnessed one of the most brutal body attacks
in UCC history.
Coco opened with a sharp jab. Ariana countered with a hard
snarling right that landed flush on Coco’s left tit smashing the
flesh flat on her sternum. The impact made Coco scream in agony
and explode in absolute rage. “You f#cking little b!tch!” she
roared, eyes wild. She blasted forward with terrifying fury,
driving Ariana back into the ropes with a barrage of heavy
shots.
Once there, Coco unleashed hell on the body. Punch after punch
rained down without mercy. Belly. t!ts. Belly again. Ribs.
Liver. Each devastating hook landed with sickening thuds that
echoed through the ring. Ariana’s body jerked violently with
every impact, her face contorted in pain. Then came the final,
thudding punch — a brutal, sinking hook right on the navel.
Ariana’s mouth flew open in a silent scream. Her legs gave out.
She slumped forward, unable to straighten up, and rolled onto
her side on the canvas, cradling her stomach desperately.
Horrible, guttural moans and sobs escaped her as waves of
nauseating pain radiated through her core. The body shots had
completely broken her midsection.
Coco stood over her fallen rival, chest heaving, and kicked her
hard in the side. “Get up! Get the f$ck up! I still got more for
you, princess!” The referee and security rushed in as Ariana’s
corner flooded the ring. They managed to get her to stop crying
openly, but her stomach was in absolute agony. Her breathing was
hitched and shallow — every inhale sent sharp, stabbing pain
through her battered midsection. The doctor was already waving
frantically. Just 27 seconds into the extra round, Coco Quinn
had won by devastating, fight-ending body punches.
Final Score: Coco Quinn wins by 7th-round knockout at 0:27
Post Fight Humiliation
The arena was in stunned silence for a moment before erupting.
Coco, still wired on adrenaline and rage, yelled across the
ring, “I want Ariana! Bring me the little Chica NOW!” Officials
reminded both corners of the pre-agreed humiliation rules. The
loser would surrender her top and endure full breast smothering
until blackout or complete submission.
Ariana was still glassy-eyed and barely conscious as Coco
marched over. She violently ripped off Ariana’s already torn
top, fully exposing the Princess’s heavily bruised, red, and
battered t!ts to the roaring crowd. Loud “oohs” and “awws”
rippled through the arena as everyone saw the brutal damage —
dark purple bruises, red welts, and swollen, tender flesh. When
Coco removed her own top, her own breasts weren’t much better,
covered in matching marks from the fight, but she powered
through the pain with a sadistic, victorious grin.
Coco paraded the defeated Ariana around the ring by the hair,
showing off her prize like a trophy. Then she lifted the shaky,
moaning Ariana into the corner, draping her limp arms over the
top rope to keep her upright. Coco rolled her shoulders and
began slapping her firm, perky t!ts repeatedly into Ariana’s
face, turning the Princess’s cheeks bright red. She rubbed her
stiff nipples all over Ariana’s face, leaving red streaks across
her skin. A deliberate, hard nipple poke straight to the eye
drew loud protests from the Princesses corner, but their
complaints fell on deaf ears.
Finally, Coco brought her arms in and leaned forward, engulfing
Ariana’s face deep into her sweaty, warm cleavage. The thin
coating of sweat created a perfect, airtight seal. Ariana
panicked immediately, unable to draw any air. Her body jerked
and struggled weakly, legs kicking, but Coco had her pinned
tight against the turnbuckle with superior leverage. The
Wannabee savored every second of the power, holding the smother
for long, deliberate seconds before leaning back just enough for
Ariana to gasp desperately. Ariana coughed and sucked in ragged
breaths, only for Coco to reseal the smother even tighter,
grinding her breasts harder into the Princess’s face.
Ariana was on the verge of passing out, eyes rolling back, when
Coco pulled back again, slapped her hard across the face to wake
her. “You with us, Princess?” The Princesses corner screamed for
mercy. Coco obliged with cruel delight, sealing Ariana’s final
breaths deep in her cleavage. Ariana’s struggles grew weaker and
weaker, then stopped completely as she went limp in the corner.
Coco lifted her arms in triumph and let the unconscious Ariana
fall face-first onto the mat with a heavy thud. She posed
proudly over her defeated rival her foot resting on the brunette
princesses ass as the for roaring crowd cheered. Coco finally
stepped back to allow the medical team to rush in and revive the
broken Princess.
Disney Princesses 1 – Wannabees 1
Coco had delivered a spectacular overtime victory and
humiliating finish. The stable rivalry was now tied, and the
night was far from over.
Written by The Badass Barbies
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