Nomercy

(SF Yard Boss) Stacy climbs aboard a helpless Mishy and treats the brunette to a dreadful pasting. Poor Mish had limped into the semi-final bout on the heels of a disastrous war with Channing, and was fighting on fumes as a result. “It’s Mishy and me,” an exasperated Stacy said when notified of the fine levied for her closed-fist face-punches from full mount, “I’m GOING to hurt her. May as well fine me before the fight, save everybody some time.”

Give Mishy credit: would have been well within her rights to forfeit given her condition, but she wanted to compete. Opportunistic Stacy smelled weakness though, and that’s never good for a girl.