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Female Muscle Art - Female Muscle Fiction => Muscular Women Fiction => Topic started by: rageking on October 31, 2013, 09:37:24 pm
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Sonya Blade vs Johnny Cage
Sonya Blade walked to the ring dressed in her Mk1 outfit. Sonya rolled in the ring and raised her fists above her head. Sonya crouches down into a wrestler's stance.
The lights go out and come back on a few seconds later. Johnny Cage stands at the top of the entrance ramp and gives two thumbs up to the crowd. Johnny walks down the entrance ramp and jumps into the ring. Johnny walks up to Sonya and stares her down
Johnny: Don't worry, Sonya, baby. It will be over quick. I promise I won't be too rough on you.
Sonya: You wouldn't dare strike a woman, Johnny boy. So don't cry when I beat you.
Johnny: I have my ways. So maybe you should just quit now.
Sonya: Never. Sonya gets in Johnny's face and gives him a hard shove.
Johnny smiles and grabs Sonya by the throat. Johnny pushes Sonya to the ground. Johnny knees Sonya in the face as she sits up. Johnny grabs Sonya by her her and drags her to her feet. Johnny pushes Sonya into the nearest corner and clotheslines her. Sonya falls face first onto the mat. Johnny stomps Sonya in the small of the back.
Sonya rolls away from Johnny and gets to her feet. Sonya rushes Johnny, knocking him off his feet with a clothesline. Sonya leg drops Johnny in the throat and climbs up to the nearest top turnbuckle. Sonya motions to the crowd and crouches down on the top turnbuckle. Sonya leaps off the top turnbuckle.
Johnny rolls to his feet and kicks Sonya in the abs. Sonya drops to her knees. Johnny grabs Sonya by the hair and slams her face into the nearest top turnbuckle. Johnny sets Sonya up in the corner. Johnny mounts Sonya and raises his right fist over his head. Johnny slams his right fist into Sonya's face repeatedly.
Sonya throws Johnny off of her and knees him in the groin. Sonya kicks Johnny in the side of the head. Sonya pulls Johnny to his feet and whips him to the outside of the ring. Sonya rolls out of the ring and kicks Johnny in the abs. Sonya reaches under the ring apron and pulls out a steel baton. Sonya slams the baton against Johnny's right knee. Sonya raises the baton over her head.
Johnny gets to his knees and low blows Sonya, causing her to drop the baton. Johnny grabs for the baton and presses it against Sonya's throat. Johnny forces Sonya onto her back, choking her out more. Johnny pulls the baton away and slams it into Sonya's abs. Johnny gets to his feet and places his right foot on Sonya's throat. Johnny removes his foot from Sonya's throat and drags Sonya to her feet. Johnny grabs Sonya by the wrist and whips her into the steel barricade. Johnny rushes at Sonya.
Sonya rolls out of the way and wraps her arms around Johnny's waist from behind. Sonya suplexes Johnny onto the cement floor. Sonya grabs for the steel baton.
Johnny grabs Sonya by the ankles and drags her to the announcer's table. Johnny lifts Sonya onto his shoulders and powerbombs her through the announcer's table. Johnny pulls Sonya from the shattered table and lifts Sonya over his shoulders into a torture back. Johnny slams Sonya into the corner post and tosses her back into the ring. Johnny reaches under the ring apron and pulls out a bucket of sand and sets it in the ring. Johnny rolls into the ring. And scoops up a handful of sand as Sonya slowly gets to her feet. Johnny walks over to Sonya.
As Johnny throws his hand back, Sonya grabs Johnny's hand and blows the sand in his face. Johnny stumbles around trying to wipe the sand from his eyes. Sonya stands up and clotheslines Johnny. Sonya drags Johnny to his feet. Sonya roundhouse kicks Johnny in the side of the head. Sonya loses her balance and stumbes backwards into the ropes. Sonya's arms become tangled in the top and middle ropes. Sonya struggles to free herself as Johnny gets to his feet.
Johnny smiles and walks over to Sonya. Johnny leans in and kisses Sonya on the mouth. The crowd starts to boo Johnny. Johnny rolls his tongue around in Sonya's mouth. Johnny steps back and runs towards the opposite set of ropes. Johnny bounces off the ropes and bicycle kicks Sonya in the abs. Johnny grabs Sonya's ankles and knees Sonya in the collar bone. Johnny frees Sonya from the ropes.
Sonya fakes to the right and low blows Johnny in the groin. Johnny falls to the mat in pain. Sonya climbs the nearest top turnbuckle. Sonya leaps off and lands a flying elbow drop on Johnny. Sonya goes for the pin. Ref Kitana drops to her knees to make the count. The lights go out for a moment, and when they come back on Sonya is laying on her back unconscious. Johnny looks around surprised, he shrugs and rolls on top of Sonya.
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The bell rings and Kitana raises Johnny's arm in victory. Johnny smiles to the crowd. Kitana pulls down her face mask and jumps in Johnny's arms. Kitana plants a big kiss on Johnny's lips. Johnny walks out the ring carrying Kitana in his arms and walks to the back.
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Rachel Mclish vs Sergio Olivia
Rachel stood in the center of the ring next to Ref Denise Austin, she was dressed in a white bikini. Rachel does a double biceps pose for the crowds. Fans stand in their seats chanting 'Rachel Rules'. Rachel smiles at the crowd and gyrates her hips.
Sergio walks out onto the entrance platform and begins to run down the entrance ramp. Sergio rolls into the ring and looks over at Rachel. Sergio shakes his head and laugh
Sergio: You got to be kidding me. I have to fight you, Rachel. I mean you're beautiful and everything, but I don't see you as a fighter. I see you as more of a lover.
Rachel: Don't be fooled by my size, Sergio baby. I can be quite a scrapper when I need to be. Rachel walks up to Sergio and begins rubbing his massive chest with both hands. Rachel runs her left hand down to Sergio's groin.
Sergio smiles and grabs Rachel's left hand and slides it into his shorts.
Sergio: How do you like it?
Rachel smiles and starts to rub Sergio's cock. Rachel grabs it hard and forces Sergio to his knees. Rachel punches Sergio in the groin with her right hand and pushes him to the ground
Rachel: Nice, lover boy.
Sergio: You shouldn't have done that. Sergio gets to his feet and grabs Rachel around the waist in a bearhug. Sergio squeezes Rachel tight. Rachel flails her arms and legs wildly trying to break free. Sergio begins to shake Rachel like a ragdoll. Rachel punches Sergio in the chest with little effect. Sergio smiles and slams Rachel to the ground. Sergio grabs Rachel by the hair and drags her to her feet. Sergio pulls Rachel to the nearest corner and throws her into the turnbuckle. Sergio rolls out of the ring and reaches under the ring apron and pulls out a pair of handcuffs. Sergio rolls back into the ring and places the handcuffs on the mat. Sergio lifts Rachel up hooks her legs over the top rope in a tree of woe. Sergio knees Rachel in the abs. Sergio climbs to the top turnbuckle and grabs Rachel's legs. Sergio maneuvers Rachel into a pile driver position. Sergio piledrives Rachel from the top rope and rolls her onto her back. Sergio grabs the handcuffs and latches them around Rachel's wrist. Sergio lays over Rachel and Denise goes to make the pin.
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Denise raises Sergio's arm in victory. Sergio grabs Rachel by the waist and pulls down her bikini bottom. Sergio sits down between Rachel's legs and pulls down the front of his shorts. Sergio thrusts his cock into Rachel's vagina. Sergio cups Rachel's rear and continues thrusting.
Rachel moans as she begins to smile.
Rachel: More. Deeper. Rachel begins to pant like a dog. Rachel's moans grow louder as she begins to sweat.
Sergio: This is all the Mr. Olympia you'll ever need. Sergio pulled out and sat Rachel up. Sergio rammed his cock into Rachel's mouth. Rachel runs her tongue all over it. Rachel smiles at Sergio removes the handcuffs. Rachel gets to her knees and grabs Sergio's cock with her right hand and begins to run her hand up and down it. Sergio grunts as Rachel strokes become faster. Sergio pulls out and ejaculates in Rachel's face. Rachel licks Sergio's dong clean. Sergio helps Rachel to her feet and sets her in the nearest corner facing the turnbuckle. Sergio places his dong in Rachel's rear and grabs Rachel by the shoulders. Rachel begins to grunt as Sergio goes as deep as he can go. Rachel writhes in pleasure as Sergio thrusts faster and faster. Rachel's knees get shaky and she takes to her hands and knees. Rachel smiles and moans even louder. Rachel arches her back as Sergio pulls out. Rachel turns around as Sergio ejaculates in her mouth. Rachel begins to bark like a dog for Sergio. Sergio throws Rachel over his shoulder and exits the ring.
Rachel: I want more, Sergio. Rachel needs it more and harder.
Sergio: Anything you want, Rachel, baby. I got a dressing room with a big bed in the back. Rachel smiles and kisses Sergio on the neck as she giggles.
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Cory Everson vs Arnold Schwarzenegger
Cory walks out onto the entrance platform dressed in her Atalanta costume from Hercules. She is accompanied by Rachel Mclish dressed in a Xena costume. Cory does a most muscular pose and the crowd starts to chant Cory's name. Cory and Rachel walk down the entrance ramp. Cory rolls into the
ring as Rachel walks around ringside. Ref Sandahl Bergman dressed in her Valeria costume stands in the middle of the ring.
Cory: Tonight, I will prove a woman can beat a man in wrestling. Cory smiles and blows kisses to the crowd. Cory flexes her biceps at her side, and bows to the crowd.
Arnold walks out onto the entrance platform dressed in his Conan costume. Bev Francis accompanies him, dressed as Red Sonya. Arnold and Bev walk down the ramp, and Arnold rolls into the ring. Bev walks around ringside, glaring at Rachel the whole time. Arnold and Cory move to the center of the ring and shake hands.
Arnold: With those muscles, you may have a chance, Cory. Arnold squeezes Cory's hand. Cory tries to pull her hand away. Ref Sandahl calls for the bell. Arnold releases Cory's hand and slams his right fist into her abs. Arnold grabs Cory by the throat and pushes her into the ropes. Arnold turns Cory around and presses her throat against the top rope. Arnold presses down on the back of Cory's head. Arnold shakes the rope, and sends Cory falling onto her butt. Arnold knocks Cory onto her back with a big boot to the face. Arnold drags Cory to her feet by the hair whips her into the opposite set of ropes.
Cory bounces off the ropes and knocks Arnold onto his back with a dropkick. Cory grabs Arnold's ankles and places him into a sharpshooter. Cory leans back applying pressure to the hold.
Arnold reaches his right hand out and grabs a chunk of Cory's hair. Arnold tugs on Cory's hair sharply, causing Cory to break the hold. Arnold gets to his feet and rushes at Cory. Arnold grabs Cory by the waist and lifts her off her feet. Arnold sits Cory on the nearest top turnbuckle and lifts Cory overhead. Arnold pumps Cory like a barbell and military press slams her to the mat.
Cory rolls to the outside of the ring and drops off the apron. Rachel rushes to Cory's side as Arnold rolls out of the ring. Rachel crouches down to check on Cory. Bev walks around the other side of the ring towards Rachel.
Arnold grabs Rachel by the hair and drags her away from Cory. Arnold pushes Rachel into Bev's reach. Bev slams her right fist into Rachel's throat. Bev places Rachel's head between her knees and lifts Rachel onto her shoulders. Bev powerbombs Rachel into the steel ring post. Bev stomps on Rachel's back and walks away. Arnold pulls Cory to her feet and whips Cory into the steel barricade. Arnold clotheslines Cory into the crowd. Fans scatter as Arnold grabs a chair and whacks Cory across the back with it. Arnold waits as Cory struggles to get to her feet.
Cory lunges and grabs for the chair. Cory kicks the chair into Arnold's face. Cory grabs the chair and whacks Arnold over the head with it. Cory throws the chair over the barricade and pulls Arnold to his feet. Cory clotheslines Arnold over the barricade and back into the ringside area. Cory picks up the chair and raises it over her head.
Bev runs up behind Cory and dropkicks her in the back. Bev grabs the chair and lays it over Cory. Arnold gets to his feet and hops onto the chair. Arnold grabs the chair and throws it into the ring. Arnold and Bev drag Cory to her feet. Bev gets behind Cory and places her in a full nelson. Arnold begins to punch Cory in the abs and groin.
Rachel climbs to the ring apron and leaps off, knocking into Arnold. Arnold crashes into Cory and Bev, knocking them off their feet. Rachel grabs bev and drags her away from Cory. Rachel kicks Bev in the chin. Rachel goes to check on Cory.
Rachel: Comee on, Cory. You've got to get up. Rachel grabs a bottle of water from the announcer's table and pours it over Cory's head. Cory gets to her feet slowly. Cory leans against the ring apron.
Cory: Thanks. I needed that. Cory reaches under the ring apron and pulls out a small remote and shock collar. Cory walks over to Arnold and goes to place the shock collar around Arnold's neck.
As Cory crouches down, Arnold slams his feet into Cory's chest and knocks her backwards into the ring post. Cory drops the remote and shock collar. Arnold gets to his feet and grabs both items. Arnold places the shock collar around Cory's neck and walks over to Rachel. Arnold places the remote in Rachel's left hand. Arnold gets behind Rachel and closes his left hand around Rachel's left hand.
Arnold: I'm not going to shock her, you are. Arnold presses Rachel's thumb over the button and presses down on Rachel's thumb.
Cory convulses as the collar shocks her. As Cory gets to her feet, Arnold presses down on Rachel's thumb. Cory fell to her knees as the button was forcibly held down by Rachel's thumb.
Rachel: Forgive me, Cory. I can't stop it. But I'll try. Rachel elbows Arnold in the groin, forcing him to release Rachel's hand. Rachel throws down the remote and runs over to Cory. Rachel removes the shock collar from around Cory's neck.
Bev grabs Rachel by the wrist and ulls the collar out of Rachel's hand. Bev places the collar around Rachel's neck. Arnold picks up the remote and tosses it to Bev. Bev catches the remote and shoves Rachel to the ground. Bev holds the button down as Rachel stumbles into the corner convulsing.
Arnold: Great. But do that outside the ring. Arnold drags Cory to her feet. Arnold props Cory into the corner. Bev grabs Rachel and tosses her to the outside.
Cory kicks Arnold in the groin and dropkicks him off his feet. Cory clotheslines Bev, knocking the remote out of her hand. Cory places Bev's head between her knees. Cory lift Bev onto her shoulders and powerbombs Bev to the outside of the ring. Cory walks over to Arnold and rolls him onto his back. Cory grabs Arnold's legs and places him in a figure 4 leglock. Cory leans into the move applying eve greater pressure. Arnold slaps that mat, signaling his submission. Cory releases the hold as Sandahl raises her arm in victory. Bev sneaks into the ring and tackles Cory from behind. Bev places Cory's head between her knees and lifts Cory onto her shoulders. As Rachel gets to her feet, Bev powerbombs Cory to the outside of the ring and into Rachel. Bev helps Arnold to his feet and leads him to the outside of the ring. Bev and Arnold walk to the back as Cory and Rachel lay in a crumpled heap.
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Dallas vs Akira Hokuto
Shannon 'Dallas' Hall walked out onto the entrance platform. Dallas carried a microphone in her right hand, she is dressed in an american flag bikini.
Dallas: Akira wants a fight. Well, tonight i'm going to give her the fight of her life.
Dallas runs down to ringside and rolls into the ring Ref Luna Vachon stands in the center of the ring.
Akira walks out to the entrance ramp, dressed in a japanese flag leotard. Akira runs down the ramp and jumps into the ring over the top rope. Akira walks up to Dallas and slaps her across the face. Dallas gets in Akira's face and pushes her to the ground. Akira leg sweeps Dallas off her feet. As Dallas sits up, Akira slams her right foot into Dallas' chin. Akira runs to the opposite ropes, she bounces off the ropes and runs towards Dallas. Akira drop kicks Dallas in the chin. Dallas rolls out the ring, and gets to her feet. Akira rolls out of the ring and follows after Dallas. Dallas clotheslines Akira and knocks her to the ground. Dallas grabs Akira by the hair and drags her to her feet. Dallas slams Akira into the corner post.
Dallas: Not so tough are you, Akira. Dallas lifted Akira to her feet. Akira knees Dallas in the groin, and slams her head against the corner post. Akira grabs Dallas by the back of the head and slams Dallas' face into the steel steps. Akira picks up the steel steps and slams them across Dallas' back. Akira throws the steel steps into the ring and pulls Dallas to her feet by her hair. Akira rolls Dallas back into the ring. Akira climbs the corner post to the top turnbuckle and leaps off. Dallas rolls out of the way and elbows Akira in the abs. Dallas lifts Akira to her feet and whips her into the corner. Dallas sits Akira on the top turnbuckle and then lifts Akira onto her shoulders. Dallas powerbombs Akira against the top turnbuckle.
Akira: You dumb bimbo. Akira slams the heel of her foot into Dallas' groin, as Dallas goes to grab Akira. Akira gets to her feet and picks up the steel steps. Dallas gets to her feet and grabs the steel steps. The two women struggle for possession of the steps as Akira kicks Dallas in the groin. Akira slams the steps over Dallas' head. Ref Luna drags Dallas to her feet and places Dallas in a full nelsn from behind. Akira goes to slam the steps over Dallas' head. Dallas leans forward and Akira accidently hits Luna over the head with the steps. Dallas grabs the steps from Akira. Dallas slams the steps over Akira's head. Dallas throws the steps to the outside of the ring and drags Akira to her feet. Dallas whips Akira into the corner and clotheslines Akira. Dallas pulls Akira out of the corner and places Akira's head between her knees. Dallas pile drives Akira's head to the mat. Dallas lays atop Akira, but Luna is still out cold. Dallas gets to her feet to check on Luna. Luna jumps up suddenly and slams her fists against Dallas' head. Luna grabs Dallas from behind and forces Dallas' arms behind hr back. Akira gets to her feet and walks up to Dallas. Akira rears her head back and sprays a green mist from her mouth.
Dalas:Not a chance sweetie. Dallas ducks her head, and the mist hits Luna in the face. Luna releases Dallas and goes to rub her eyes. Ref Denise Austin rushes to the ring. Dallas grabs Akira and bodyslams her to the mat. Dalas climbs to the top turnbuckle and leaps off. Dallas lands a leg drop across Akira's throat. Dallas hooks Akira's legs. Ref Denise goes for the pin.
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...3. Ref Denise raises Dallas' hand in victory. Dallas bows to the crowd. The lights in the arena go out. When the lights come back on. Dallas and Denise are surrounded by Bull Nakano, Beth Phoenix, Natalya Neidhart, and Jungle Grrl. Bull and Beth grab Dallas by the wrists and elbows and forces Dallas to her knees. Natalya and Jungle Grrl grab Denise by the arms and legs and toss her to the outside of the ring. Natalya walks up to Dallas and rubs Dallas' face in her crotch, Jungle Grrl strips off Dallas' bikini top and fondles Dallas' breasts. Natalya rolls out of the ring and pulls a rubber dildo from under the ring. Natalya rolls back into the ring and slaps Dallas across the face with it. Jungle Grrl Rips off Dallas' bikini bottom. Natalya shoves the dildo into Dallas' vagina and begins to thrust it in and out of Dallas' vagina. Dallas starts to writhe in ecstasy. Natalya pulls the dildo out of Dallas' vagina and rams it into Dallas' mouth. Jungle Grrl grabs the dildo and pulls it out of Dallas' mouth. Bull and Beth force Dallas' face to the ground. Jungle Grrl walks behind Dallas and shoves the dildo into Dallas' butt hole. Natalya slaps Dallas across the butt cheeks Natalya sits on Dallas' back and grabs her by the hair. Natalya pulls on Dallas' hair and humps Dallas' back.
Zap rushes down to the ring and tackles Bull. Zap gets to her feet and drop kicks beth out of the ring. Denise gets to her feet and rolls into the ring. Denise grabs Jungle Grrl by the hair and tosses her out to ringside. Natalya grabs the dildo and chokes Zap with it. Denise grabs Natalya from behind and whips her to the outside of the ring. Zap picks up the dildo and throws it at Natalya. Denise grabs Dallas' bikini top and bottom and helps Dallas put her bikini back on. Zap and Denise help Dallas to the backstage area.
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Zap vs Bertha Faye
Raye 'Zap' Hollitt walks out onto the entrance platform, she is dressed in a pink bikini. Zap walks down the ramp while flexing her biceps. Zap rolls into the ring. Ref Christy Resendes stands in the center of the ring.
Bertha walks out onto the entrance platform, dressed in a polka dot leotard and knee high leather boots. Bertha walks down the entrance ramp and rolls into the ring.
Bertha: Don't you wish you were as sexy as me, Zap. Bertha blows kisses to the crowd and blows a kiss to Zap.
Zap: Only if I wanted to gain 500 lbs. Zap does a most muscular pose for the crowd. Bertha waits as Zap turns her back and slams her fists into Zap's back. Bertha grabs Zap around the waist and squeezes Zap in a rear bear hug. Zap flails her arms trying to grab Bertha's wrist. Bertha responds by suplexing Zap onto the back of her head. Bertha rolls to her feet and sits down on Zap's stomach. Zap tries to push Bertha off of her, but Bertha's weight keeps her in place. Bertha stands up and falls into a sitting position on Zap's abs, knocking the wind out of Zap. Bertha leans forward and slaps Zap across her cheeks. Bertha grabs Zap by the face and kisses her on the mouth. Bertha licks Zap on the cheeks and slams the back of Zap's head against the canvas. Bertha stands up and drags Zap to her feet. Bertha whips Zap into the corner. Zap slides down to a sitting position in the corner. Bertha runs towards Zap and shoves her butt cheeks into Zap's face. Bertha rubs her butt in Zap's face as, Zap struggles for air. Bertha pulls her butt from out of Zap's face.
Zap: No, please. Anything but that. Zap throws her hands in front of her face, but Bertha sticks her butt back into Zap's face. Bertha wiggles her butt, as Zap begins to gag. Bertha moves back and slams her hip into Zap's stomach. Bertha drags Zap from out of the corner and lifts Zap up with her feet sticking in the air. Bertha slams Zap against the top rope. Bertha drags Zap to her feet and places Zap's head between her knees. Bertha pedigrees Zap's face onto the mat. Bertha climbs the nearest corner up to the top turnbuckle and dives off. Bertha lands a frog splash on Zap. Bertha gets to her feet and drags Zap to the corner. Bertha climbs to the top turnbuckle and jumps off, landing a bonzai drop on Zap. Bertha goes for a second bonzai drop and lands onto Zap. Bertha connects with a third bonzai drop.
Bertha: Don't cry, Zap. You wish you were this beautiful. Bertha lifts Zap onto her shoulders and twirls Zap around with an airplane spin. Bertha tosses Zap to the ground and lands a leg drop across Zap's chest. Bertha goes for the pin by sitting on Zap's face. Ref christy drops to her knees to make the pin count.
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Sarah Dunlap vs Christine Roth
Sarah walked out onto the entrance stage, dressed in a blue bikini. Sarah walks down the entrance ramp and rolls into the ring. Ref Susan Kaminga stands in te center of the ring. Sarah is carrying a microphone in her right hand.
Sarah: Christine, you shouldn't let Gina Davis treat you like a slave, parading you around on that leash. Break free and give her what for. She's just a crazy bitch. The lights go dim and Gina walks out from behind the curtain dragging Christine by a chain and manacle. Gina is dressed in a black steel sports bra and black steel shorts and black steel boots and gloves. Christine is dressed in a slave leia outfit.
Gina: Shut your mouth Sarah, or I'll shut it for you.And i've got my crew with me tonight. Vicky Gates, Brigitta Brezovac, Chyna, Nicole Bass, and Bev Francis walk out to the entrance stage, wearing the same type of clothes as Gina. They all sit down on the floor and cross their legs.
Sarah: Why do they need to be out here? They better stay out of the match.
Gina: You better focus on Christine. She is going to be on fire tonight. If you're nt on your game, she'll knock you down a couple pegs. Tell you what, if you win Christine goes free, but if you lose you become my slave. You have a choice to make, decide wisely.
Sarah: I'll do it. And I'll make sure you don't enslave anyone else. You've got a deal.
Gina: As a sign of good faith, I'll unmanacle Christine, at least until the match is over. Gina grabbed the manacle and removed it from around Christine's neck. Gina slapped Christine on the rear and prodded her down the ring ramp with an electric cattle prod. Christine crawled on her hands and knees down the ramp and rolls in the ring.
Sarah: You can't treat her like a dog. Sarah begins to alk towards Gina. Ref Suzan blocks Sarah's path by pushing her gently into the corner.
Suzan: Save it for the match.
Sarah: I'll tear her apart. She won't get away with that.
Gina: Remember Christine, this is a last woman standing match, you better fight to win. If you don't I'm going to whip you like a mule if you throw the match. Do you understand me?
Christine: Yes, Ma'am. When I get free I'm going to pound you after the match.
Gina: I've got my friends with me. Just you try something. I'll make you regret it, because you still belong to me. Gina grabbed Christine by the throat and kissed her on the mouth. Gina ran her tongue around in Christine's mouth. Gina shoved Christine into the corner and licked her lips.
Christine wiped her mouth with the back of her right hand. “Not bad, Gina.”
Gina: There's more where that came from. Gina rolls out the ring and stands at ringside. Various objects sat on tables placed around ringside. Gina grabs a tomato from off of a table and throws it at Sarah. The tomato strikes Sarah in the face and splatters. Sarah wipes the tomato from off her face. Sarah points and growls at Gina. Gina shrugs her shoulders and laughs.
Sarah: Let's just get this match started. Suzan called for the bell. Sarah and Christine walk up to each other and stand toe to toe. Sarah raises her arms over her head and spreads her fingers out, issuing a test of strength challenge. Christine locks hands with Sarah. Sarah pushes Christine down on one knee. Christine pushes back trying to get onto both feet. Sarah forces Christine down to both knees. Sarah pushes harder and forces Christine onto her back. Christine raises her right leg and knees Sarah in the side of the head. Christine gets to her feet and knees Sarah in the abs. Christine stomps on Sarah's right ankle. Christine grabbed Sarah's right ankle and twisted it. Sarah kicked Christine in the legs with her left foot. Sarah pushes Christine away and gets to her feet. Sarah rams her right shoulder into Christine and knocks her onto her back. Sarah knee drops Christine in the abs. Sarah goes to the corner and climbs the top turnbuckle. Christine gets to her feet and charges To the corner. Christine slams her fist into Sarah's back. Christine pulls Sarah off the top turnbuckle and slams her to the ground.
Christine: I have to do this. Christine grabbed Sarah's right ankle and places her in an ankle lock. Sarah tries to wiggle her foot free as Christine twists Sarah's ankle. Sarah rolls onto her back and kicks Christine in the chin. Christine rolls out of the ring and grabs a lead pipe from off one of the tables. Sarah rolls out of the ring and chases after Christine. Christine slams the lead pipe against Sarah's abs. Christine swings the pipe and slams it over Sarah's right shoulder. Christine kicks Sarah in the chin and knocks Sarah onto her back. Sarah rolls away and gets to her feet. Sarah grabs a tennis racket from one of the tables. Sarah raises the racket overhead and slams Christine over the head with it. Sarah elbows Christine in the throat. Sarah throws the racket down and grabs a bowl of pudding from the table. Sarah scoops up a handful of pudding and shoves it into Christine's face. Sarah places the bowl over Christine's head. Christine grabs the bowl from off her head and tosses it at Sarah. Pudding splatters into Sarah's eyes. Christine gets to her feet and grabs a wrench from the table. Christine slams the wrench between Sarah's shoulders. Sarah wipes the pudding from her eyes and grabs Christine by the wrists. Sarah knees Christine in the groin and grabs the wrench out off Christine's hands. Sarah jabs Christine in the ribs with the wrench. Sarah throws the wrench down and ddts Christine to the floor. Sarah stands up and Gina runs up behind Sarah and hits her in the back of the right knee with a golf club.
Suzan: No interfering, Gina. Thats your first warning. One more time, and I'll have you ejected.
Gina: You can try it. Gina walks away and laughs. Sarah drags Christine to her feet and lays her on a table. Sarah climbs to the ring apron and leaps off. Sarah lands an elbow drop to Christine's abs and shatters the table down the middle. Sarah stands up and drags Christine to her feet by the hair. Sarah grabs a bottle of ketchup from the floor and squirts it in Christine's eyes. Christine wipes her eyes and knees Sarah in the groin. Christine grabs Sarah around the waist and suplexes her onto the barricade. Christine picks up Sarah by the hair and slams Sarah's face into the barricade. Christine places Sarah in a headlock and bulldogs Sarah to the floor. Christine stomps on Sarah's right hand. Christine drags Sarah to her feet and lifts Sarah onto her shoulders and powerbombs Sarah through an unbroken table. Christine stomps on Sarah's throat and thenn stands on her throat. Christine leans down and spits in Sarah's face. Christine raises her arms overhead and gloats over Sarah. Suzan begins to make the count.
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Sarah: That's not going to happen. Sarah grabs Christine's hand and bows the sand into Christine's eyes. Sarah grabs Christine and rolls her back into the ring. Sarah climbs the ring post to the top turnbuckle and dives off. Christine rolls out of the way as Sarah crashes face first to the mat nd bangs her right knee. Sarah slowly gets to her feet and limps into the corner. Christine gets to her feet and rushes at Sarah. Christine kicks Sarah in the abs.
Christine: Are you ready for some more pain, eh. Christine grabs Sarah by the waist and locks her into a bearhug. Christine squeezes tight. Sarah tries to break the hold, she pokes her thumbs into Christine's eyes. Christine releases Sarah and stumbles backward. Suzan goes to check on Christine. Gina grabs a metal chain and leaps onto the ring apron. Gina wraps the chain around Sarah's neck and jumps off the apron. Sarah gasps for air as the chain tightens around her throat. Suzan turns and runs at Gina. Suzan baseball slides into Gina's chest, knocking the chain out of Gina's hands.
Suzan: This is your final warning, Stay away or get out.
Gina: Kiss my ass, Suzan.
Sarah: Get her out of here. Sarah unwraps the chain from around her neck and throws it at Gina. Gina grabs the chain and tosses it to Christine. Christine wraps the chain around her right knuckle. Christine runs up to Sarah and punches Sarah in the abs. Christine slaps Sarah across the face. Christine bends Sarah over and slams her fists into the back of Sarah's head. Sarah crumples to the ground.
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Sarah: Christine,are you okay. Christine groggily shakes her head up and down. Gina fumes and picks up a steel chair, she motions to the entrance stage. Vicky Gates, Brigitta Brezovac, Chyna, Nicole Bass, and Bev Francis rush down to ring side and surround Sarah and Christine. Gina, Vicky, and Brigitta grab Sarah and begin to pummel her with their fists. Chyna, Nicole, and Bev grab Christine and drag her to her knees.
Gina: Congrats, Sarah. You fell right into my trap. You should have left after you won. Gina slams her foot into Sarah's face. Gina reaches under the apron and pulls out a chain and manacle. Gina places the manacle around Sarah's throat. Gina grabs another chain and manacle and places it around Christine's neck.
Suzan: Stop this. Suzan leaps over the top rope and slams into Chyna and Bev. Gina grabs Suzan by the hair and drags her to her feet. Gina lifts Suzan onto her shoulders and powerbombs Suzan against the ring post. Chyna grabs a chain and manacle and places it around Suzan's neck.
Gina: Great, now I have three pets. Gina grabs Sarah's chain and drags her towards the back, Sarah crawls on her hands and knees. Chyna and Brigitta do the same to Christine and Suzan.
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Zap and Dallas vs Akira and Bertha
Zap and Dallas stood in the corner opposite from Akira and Bertha. They stared at their opponents. Ref Denise Austin stood in the center of the ring. Denise called for the bell. Dallas climbed to the outside and stood on the ring apron. Zap walked to the middle of the ring as Bertha stepped out onto the ring apron. Zap ran towards Akira for a clotheslines. Akira ducked under Zap's arm and grabbed her around the waist from behind. Akira suplexed Zap's head against the mat. Akira leaped to her feet and stomped Zap on the abs. Akira dragged Zap to her feet by the hair and slung her into the corner where Bertha stood. Akira tagged in Bertha, Akira sat Zap on the top turnbuckle, Bertha grabbed Zap and lifted her overhead. Bertha press slammed Zap onto the mat. Bertha landed a leg drop on Zap's chest. Akira went to grab Zap's ankle, but Denise blocked her path.
Denise: To your corner, Akira. Akira cursed at the ref as she stepped onto the ring apron.
Bertha got to her feet and dragged Zap by the ankles to the corner. Bertha lifted Zap to her feet and set her against the turnbuckle. Akira hooked Zap's arms from behind. Bertha slammed her right knee into Zap's abs. Dallas leaped off the ring apron and ran around ringside. Dallas grabbed Akira's legs and pulled her off the ring apron. Dallas pushed Akira into the ring barricade.Dallas charged at Akira, and Akira ducked to the right. Akira moved behind Dallas and spun her around. Akira spit a green mist into Dallas' eyes. Akira landed a spinning heel kick to the side of Dallas' head. Dallas fell to her knees. Akira kneed Dallas in the chin, Dallas fell backwards and bumped her head against the barricade. Akira stood over Dallas and placed her foot on Dallas' throat.
Back inside the ring Zap got to her feet. Zap ran to the ropes. She bounced off the ropes and rushed at Bertha. Zap went for a clothesline, but it had no effect on Bertha. Bertha wrapped her arms around Zap for a bearhug. Bertha squeezed Zap as hard as she could. Zap flailed her arms wildly trying to break the hold. Bertha smiled as she squeezed tighter. Zap's head and arms began to droop.
Dallas wiped her eyes and grabbed Akira's ankles. Dallas knocked Akira to the floor and rolled into the ring. Dallas kicked Bertha in the back of the knees. Bertha dropped Zap to the mat. Bertha rolled away form Dallas and got to her feet. Bertha charged Dallas and landed a devastating clothesline on her. Denise stepped in front of Dallas and ordered her back to her corner. Dallas obliged and shrugged her shoulders before returning to her corner. Zap crawled towards Dallas and stretched out her arm. Zap tagged in Dallas. Dallas leaped over the ropes and ran at Bertha. Bertha laughed and elbowed Dallas in the chin. Bertha placed Dallas' head between her knees and lifted her onto her shoulders. Bertha powerbombed Dallas onto the mat. Bertha stood over Dallas. Bertha sat down on Dallas' chest. Denise dropped to her knees to make the count.
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Jeannie Paparone vs Nicole and Laura Bass
Jeannie walked to the rig dressed in a pink bikini. The crowd burst into cheers as Jeannie rolled in to ring. Ref Christy Resendes stood in the center of the ring. Jeannie waved to the crowd. Jeannie stared at the entrance ramp waiting for her opponents. Nicole and Laura Bass stepped out onto the entrance ramp. They looked at each other and smiled. Nicole was dressed in a black bikini, Laura in a red bikini. Nicole and Laura ran down the ramp and rolled into the ring. They ran at Jeannie and double clotheslined her. Nicole grabbed Jeannie by the ankles and rolled her into a boston crab. Laura knelt down in front of Jeannie and slapped her across the face. Laura grabbed Jeannie by the chin and laughed in her face. Laura sat down on Jeannie's back and applied a camel clutch on her. Jeannie screamed in pain as both opponents applied more pressure to their submissions. Jeannie struggles to break free. She manages to grab a lock of Laura's hair, she tugs at it. Laura releases her camel clutch. Laura gets to her feet and stomps the back of Jeannie's head. Laura kneels down by Jeannie's head. Laura grabs Jeannie's head and slams it against the mat. Nicole releases the boston crab and stomps the back of Jeannie's knees. Laura drags Jeannie to her feet. Nicole climbs the nearest top turnbuckle. Laura drags Jeannie to the corner. With Laura's help, Nicole lifts Jeannie onto her shoulders. Nicole powerbombs Jeannie from the top turnbuckle. As they land, the ring canvas rips down the center. Jeannie falls through the hole. Laura reaches down and drags Jeannie's limp body from the hole. Nicole rolls Jeannie onto her back. Nicole places her foot on Jeannie's chest. Ref Christy drops to her knees to make the count.
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Shannon 'Dallas' Hall vs Razor Ramon
Dallas stared across the ring at Razor. Razor smiled back at her, chewing the tip of a toothpick. Razor stepped forward and spit the toothpick at Dallas. Dallas ran forward and puched Razor in the abs. Dallas placed Razor in a side headlock. Razor elbowed Dallas in the stomach. Razor elbowed her a second and third time. Dallas released the headlock. Razor manuovered behind her for the razor's edge. Razor landed a vicious razor's edge to Dallas. Dallas lay spread eagle in the center of the ring. Razor laid on top of Dallas. Ref Denise Austin dropped to her knees to make the count.
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Razor: I win, I pick my prize.
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Dallas vs Razor Ramon
Dallas stared across the ring at Razor. Razor smiled back at her, chewing the tip of a toothpick. Razor stepped forward and spit the toothpick at Dallas. Dallas ran forward and puched Razor in the abs. Dallas placed Razor in a side headlock. Razor elbowed Dallas in the stomach. Razor elbowed her a second and third time. Dallas released the headlock. Razor manuovered behind her for the razor's edge. Razor landed a vicious razor's edge to Dallas. Dallas lay spread eagle in the center of the ring. Razor laid on top of Dallas. Ref Denise Austin dropped to hr knees to make the count.
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Razor: I win, I pick my prize.
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Cory Everson vs Hulk Hogan
Cory everson stared down Hulk in the center of the ring, she was dressed in a yellow bikini and red boots. Cory pointed to Hulk. Hulk stared back anck shrugged his shoulders. Hulk stepped forward and reached out his open hand. Cory reached out her hand and shook Hulk's hand. Hulk smiled and pulled Cory close to him. Hulk locked his arms around Cory's waist and squeezed tightly. Cory flailed her arms and legs wildly. She tried to break the hold by punching Hulk in the face. Cory slammed her fist into Hulk's nose. Hulk released Cory and shoved her to the mat. Hulk stomped Cory on her right knee. Hulk removed Cory's boots and slammed them on Cory's knee. Hulk grabbed Cory's ankle and kicked her in the back of the knee. Cory shoved Hulk away with her feet. Cory staggered to her feet. Hulk slammed his forearm across Cory's abs. Hulk kneed Cory in the abs. Cory grabbed Hulk around the waist and duplexed him to the mat. Cory stood up and kicked hulk in the side. Hulk grabbed Cory's Ankles and dragged her off her feet. Cory's head bumped against the mat as she tumbled to the ground. Hulk applied an ankle lock on Cory's right ankle. Cory reached out and grabbed the bottom rope. Hulk stood up and stomped on Cory's right ankle. Hulk dragged Cory to her feet. Cory uppercutted Hulk in the chin. Hulk stumbled backwards and rebounded with a big boot to the face. Hulk rolls Cory onto her stomach. Hulk legdrops Cory on the small of the back. Hulk stomps on the back of Cory's knee. Hulk drags Cory to her feet.
Hulk: What cha gonna do, Cory. These 24in pythons are about to run wild on you. Hulk squeezed Cory in a bear hug. Hulk squeezes harder and Cory moans in pain. Cory jams a thumb in Hulks eyye. Hulk releases Cory and clotheslines her. Hulk palces Cory's head between his knees. Hulk lifts Cory up and pile drives her head to the mat. Cory laid on the mat out cold. Hulk sits down on Cory's chest and crosses his arms in front of him. Ref Christy Resendes drops to her knees to make the count. Hulk drags Cory to her feet. Hulk thrws Cory into the corner. Hulk lays over the top turnbuckle. Hulk lifts Cory onto his Shoulders. Hulk places Cory into an over the shoulder back breaker. Hulk slams Cory to the ground and shoves his crotch in her face. Hulk laughs and walks to the back.
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Crush vs Chrissy
Crush strolled around the ring jeering at the crowd. She flipped her hand with the back of her hand. Her pugil stick laid in her corner of the ring. Ref Fury stood in the center of the ring. Chrissy stepped out onto the entrance platform. Chrissy hopped up and down and ran down the ramp and slid into the ring. Crush walked up to Chrissy and raised her middle finger at Chrissy. Chrissy ignored Crush and walked to her corner. Crush snuck up behind Chrissy and slammed her fists against Chrissy's back. Crush kicked Chrissy in the knees and threw her onto her back. Crush grabbed Chrissy's ankle and stomped it with her booted foot. Crush dragged Chrissy to her feet by the hair. Crush led Chrissy to the corner and slammed her head against the top turnbuckle. Chrissy fell to her knees. Crush pressed Chrissy's throat against the middle rope. Crush stood on Chrissy's back. Chrissy gasped for air. Crush released Chrissy and dragged her back into the corner. Crush sat Chrissy on the top turnbuckle. Crush dropkicked Chrissy in the chest and sent her tumbling to the outside of the ring. Chrissy's right elbow struck the steel stairs as she fell to the floor. Chrissy screamed in pain and clutched her elbow. Crush laughed and rolled out of the ring. Crush grabbed Chrissy's wrist and stomped Chrissy's elbow.
Crush: Give up, Chrissy. No one will blame you. I'm one of the toughest women you'll ever face. Crush bent over Chrissy and slapped her across the face. Crush kicked Chrissy in the forehead. Crush grabbed Chrissy by the ankles and dragged her to the announcer's table. Crush pulled Chrissy to her feet. Crush placed Chrissy's head between her knees. Crush lifted Chrissy onto her shoulders. Crush slammed Chrissy through the table. Crush grabbed a steel folding chair and smashed it across Chrissy's back. Crush slammed the chair over the back of Chrissy's head. Crush threw the chair down and dragged Chrissy to ringside. Crush threw Chrissy into the ring and rolled in after her. Crush laid down next to Chrissy and locked her arms around Chrissy's right elbow. Crush wrapped her legs around Chrissy's head. Crush pulled on Chrissy's arm. Chrissy flailed her legs wildly. Crush squeezed Chrissy's throat tighter. Chrissy's left hand slapped the canvas repeatedly. Ref Fury called for the bell. Crush released Chrissy and stomped on her elbow. Crush dragged Chrissy to her feet. Fury grabbed Chrissy from behind and pinned her arms behind her back. Crush slammed her foot into Chrissy's chin. Chrissy fell to her knees. Crush ripped off Chrissy's bikini top and stuffed it into Chrissy's mouth. Crush fondled Chrissy's breasts. Crush went for her pugil stick and swung it against Chrissy's chest. Chrissy's breasts jiggled as she collapsed to the canvas. Crush sat on top Chrissy's waist and s\pressed the pugil across Chrissy's throat. Fury crouched down by Chrissy's head and wrapped her hands around the pugil. Crush leaned down and licked Chrissy's breasts. Fury licked Chrissy on the cheeks. Fury stood up and walked around to Chrissy's feet. Fury grabbed Chrissy's legs and wrapped them in a figure 4 leglock. Crush stood up and sat by Chrissy's head. Crush bashed the pugil across Chrissy's face. Wendy Lindquist ran down to the ring. Fury released the leglock and ran out of the ring. Wendy grabbed Crush by the hair and dragged her to her feet.
Wendy: This will teach you to attack someone after a match. Wendy uppercutted Crush on the chin. Crush fell onto her back. Wendy helped Chrissy to her feet and led her out of the ring. Chrissy stared back at Crush laying in the center of the ring.
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Dara Torres vs Gary Hall
Dara made her way down the entrance ramp. The wrestling ring had been replaced with a swimming pool. The corner posts and ropes were set up around the pool. Dara was wearing a black bikini. Dara climbed between the ropes and stepped into the pool. She was waist deep in water. Dara waved to the crowd. The onlookers stood up and chanted Dara's name. She wondered why Gary had challenged her to a pool wrestling match. She wouldn't have to wait long as Gary stepped out from behind the curtain and stood at the top of the entrance ramp.
“Hello, Dara.” Gary said holding a microphone in his right hand. “If you're asking yourself why I challenged you to this match, it's simple. I want to see which one of us is more dominant. I know you got nice muscle on you, but as a man I'm superior to you. So don't take it badly when I win tonight.” Gary strutted down to the pool. He climbed onto the platform around the pool and pointed at Dara. Gary leaped off the platform and knocked Dara off her feet. They plunged under the water. Gary poked his head out of the water and stood up. He crouched down and grabbed Dara by the hair and dragged her to her feet.
Dara spit a mouthful of water into Gary's eyes. He stumbled backwards and bumped into the side of the pool. He wiped his eyes and swam towards Dara. Gary grabbed Dara and lifted her onto his shoulders. He slammed her against the side of the pool. She sunk to her knees, head deep in water. Gary kneed Dara in the chin and dunked her head under the water. He held her head under the surface, she flailed her arms and punched him in the stomach. Gary released her and ran towards the side of the pool, he climbed the pool ladder and jumped off. As he came he slammed his feet into her chest. She staggered back and bumped into the ropes, her arms became tangled in the bottom and middle ropes. Gary got to his feet. He approached Dara and grabbed her by the chin. “Lucky me.” Gary said and kissed Dara on the mouth. “Let's see if you can get free.” Gary scooped up a mouthful of water and spit it in Dara's face. Gary ripped off Dara's bikini top and threw it outside the pool. “Very nice, even better than I imagined.”
“I thought we we're supposed to be wrestling not stripping.” Dara said struggling to free her arms. The ropes were wrapped tight around her arms. It seemed like the ropes were getting tighter the more she fought to free herself. Dara groaned as Gary kneed her in the abs.
“Shut up.” Gary said and elbowed Dara in the chest. He grabbed Dara by the ankles and yanked her free from the ropes. She splashed down into the water. Gary climbed the corner up to the top turnbuckle. As Dara got to her feet he leaped off and dropkicked Dara in the abs. Gary swam towards Dara and grabbed her around the waist, he lifted her over his head and slammed Dara's head against the corner post. “Had enough, Dara. You can give up anytime you wish. Just say the words.”
Dara staggered to her feet and rubbed the back of her head. “Never, I won't submit to you.” Dara said. “You can kiss my firm ass.” Dara waded towards Gary, he sidestepped and slammed his fists into her back. Dara dropped to her knees, she clutched her back, she ached all over. Dara's head dipped under the surface. She inhaled a mouthful of water and began to choke.
“Let me help you.” Gary said and grabbed Dara around the waist from behind. He slammed his fists against Dara's stomach and theen squeezed her tight. Water squirted from her mouth. Gary tightened his grip and squeezed even harder. Dara flailed her arms trying to escape the hold. Gary laughed and lifted Dara off her her feet. He suplexed Dara onto the surface of the water. Gary dragged Dara to the corner and lifted her up and sat her on the top turnbuckle. Gary climbed up and placed Dara in a headlock. Gary fell backwards off the turnbuckle into a ddt, Dara's head struck the bottom of the pool hard. Dara floated on top of the water. Gary grabbed Dara's bikini bottoms and ripped them off. “It's skinny dipping time, babe.”
Dara wrapped her legs around Gary's waist, locking onto him like they were pythons. “Give me my clothes back.” Dara said. She grabbed Gary by the wrists and pulled herself into a sitting position. “I shouldn't have to wrestle naked.” Her breasts jiggled as Gary freed one his wrists and slapped her across the chest.
“Then give up, you can't win.” Gary said, freeing his other wrist, he grabbed Dara by the throat and rammed her into thee corner post. Gary pushed Dara's face under water and held it there with one hand as she tried to surface. Gary slapped her on the butt with his free hand. Gary pulled Dara's head from out of the water and shoved Dara to her knees. “Here's a pool toy you might enjoy, He rammed his cock into her mouth, Dara gagged as his rock hard penis poked the back of her throat. Dara wiggled her body and began to slurp on his member, she ran her tongue all over it. Gary moaned and groaned as Dara smiled and wrapped her right hand around the shaft of his penis and began to jerk him off. Gary pulled out and squirted her in the face.
Dara got the her feet and fell into Gary's arms. She rested her head on his chest. Gary ran his hands up and down Dara's back, he patted her the butt and smiled. “Don't get comfortable, this match isn't over yet.” Gary said and grabbed the sides of Dara's face. He shoved her head between his knees and lifted her onto his shoulders. Gary walked to the corner and climbed to the top turnbuckle. Gary jumped off and powerbombed Dara into the center of the pool. A large amount of water splashed onto the crowd. Gary dragged Dara to her feet and placed her over the back of his shoulders. Gary strutted around the pool, wearing Dara like a towel draped over his shoulders. Dara grimaced and screamed as Gary pressed down on her throat and knees. He hopped up and down sending ripples through the water. Gary smiled as Dara screamed louder and louder, she was on the verge of tears. “Come on, Dara. Give up.”
“No, I won't.” Dara said struggling to fight the pain that racked her back and sides. “Never. Dara gritted her teeth and tried to grab Gary by the throat. Her hands were too slippery from the water to grip onto him. “I give, I give.” Dara had reached her pain threshold. She had fought as hard as she could but it hadn't been enough.
Gary dropped Dara, she splashed down into the water. Gary raised his arms over hiss head. “Yes, I win.” Gary said. “I really showed her who's the best.” Gary turned and dragged Dara to her feet. He threw her over his left shoulder and rolled her out of the pool between the ropes. Gary climbed out of the pool and lifted Dara into his arms, cradling her like a baby. “It's all right now, I'll take you to your dressing room so you can rest.” Gary smiled as he carried Dara to the backstage area and to her dressing room. “But we'll stop by my dressing room first.” Dara smiled weakly, unsure of what he intended to do in his dressing room. They reached Gary's room, he closed the door behind him and plopped her down onto the soft mattress of his bed. He climbed onto the bed and straddled Dara. “You'll get plenty of rest when we're though.” He grabbed Dara by the knees and slid his penis into her vagina. Dara writhed in ecstasy, Gary flipped her onto her stomach and plunged his member into her rear. She moaned loudly with pleasure. She screamed for more.
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Alexandra Asimaki vs James Magnussen
Alexandra was on her way to the beach area of the UFWL arena, she was dressed in a pink one piece swimsuit and a pair of flip-flops, she had a towel draped over her right shoulder and a beach bag over her left. As she entered the beach she passed by the beachfront wrestling ring and outside seating area. She found her favorite spot and laid her towel and bag down. She kicked off her flip-flops and sat down on the towel. Alexandra reached into her bag and pulled out a bottle of tanning lotion. She squirted a dab of lotion on her shoulders. As she began to rub the lotion onto her arms, she felt a pair of hands grasp her shoulders. She turned her head and saw James Magnussen kneeling behind her. “Hello, James.” Alexandra said. “What brings you here?”
“I wanted to know if you were up for a challenge.” James said. “How would you like to wrestle me?” James ran his hands up and down Alex's arms, he lingered when he reached her biceps, he gave them a little squeeze. “Not bad, I see you work your biceps a lot. I like that.”
“Wrestle with you, that sounds like fun.” Alex said. “What kind of match did you have in mind.” Alexandra let James apply lotion to her legs. James moved by Alex's legs and began to rub them. He smiled at her and began to kiss her neck. She didn't try to stop him, she just let him continue to kiss her sensually on her pecs. He grabbed her breasts and squeezed them. Alex jumped to her feet and slapped James across the face. “None of that unless you win.”
James rubbed his cheek, the slap had left a red mark in the shape oh her hand. “Fair enough, then let's make the stakes interesting.” James said and grabbed Alex by the wrist. “If I win, you have to fulfill my every whim for a week. If you win, ditto.” James raised his other hand towards Alexandra. “Do we have a deal?”
Alexandra reached out and shook James hand. “Deal” Alex said. “What makes you so confident that you'll win?
James pulled Alex towards him, he wrapped his arms around her and put his lips to her ear. “Because of these arms, baby. You may have some great legs, but they're no match for me.” He kissed her on the lips, he could taste cherries on her lips. “Look, the crowd has already arrived.” Alex turned her head, every chair in the seating area had been filled. James threw Alex over his right shoulder, he ran towards the opening to the seating area and down the entrance plank. Ref Rebecca Soni stood in the center of the ring and watched as James approached the ring carrying Alexandra over his shoulders, dressed in her black and white striped bikini top and thong. James climbed onto the ring apron and stepped over the ropes, he set Alex down on her feet and stretched his arms out at his sides.
Alexandra placed her hands on her hips and stared at James. “So, what kind of match is this?” Alex said. “You never told me yet.”
“Submission match.” James said. “You're not going to chicken out are you.” James strutted around the ring doing his best chicken impression.”
“Hell no, I'm not afraid of you.” Alexandra said and approached James, she raised her hands over her head motioning for a test of strength contest. James and Alex interlocked their fingers as the bell rang. James pushed forward, pouring all his strength into the hold. Alexandra grunted and pressed forward with her legs, her biceps swelling as she tried to force James back. James managed to force Alexandra down to her left knee, she kept pushing back hard, every muscle in her arms tight and bulging with veins. James got her down onto both knees. Alexandra slid backward as James pushed harder with her strong arms. He moved her back into the corner of the ring. James shoved Alexandra into the corner and rammed his elbow into her chest. He slammed his knee into her abs.
Alexandra ducked under his next elbow and rolled out of the corner, she shoved him against the turnbuckle and kneed him in the groin. Alexandra grabbed James wrist and whipped him towards the opposite corner. As James reached the corner he jumped onto the top turnbuckle, Alex ran towards James and tried to stop. James leaped off the turnbuckle and landed a dropkick to Alexandra's abs. James got to his feet and grabbed the fallen Alexandra's ankles and flipped her into a boston crab. James leaned back in the hold, Alexandra screamed and reached her hand out towards the ropes. Her fingers brushed against the bottom rope, she tried again and closed her fingers around the rope. James turned to see her holding the ropes. He released the hold and grabbed Alexandra by the hair. He dragged her to her feet, she elbowed him in the chin as she got to her feet. Alexandra grabbed James by his swim trunks and gave him a wedgie. She laughed and pointed at him. “If you don't like that, maybe you take your trunks off.” Alexandra said.
Alexandra ran towards James and knocked him off his feet with a forearm smash. She sat down on James' chest and smiled. “Let me show you how water polo babes get the job done.” Alexandra said and wrapped her legs around James' waist. She grabbed his left arm and wrapped it in an armbar. James grabbed a lock of her hair with his free hand and yanked it hard. Alexandra grunted and fell onto her back. James rolled onto Alexandra and pulled her to her feet. He locked his arms around her waist. He squeezed her tightly in his bearhug. Alexandra moaned as she tried to escape his powerful arms. She writhed as his tightened his grip, she was impressed by the strength of his rock hard biceps. She smiled and laid her head against his chest. She shook her head and butted James in the forehead. James released the hold and staggered back. Alexandra backed him against the ropes, she went to clotheslines him, he ducked under her arm and she sailed over the ropes and fell face first into the sand.
James rolled out of the ring and stood by Alexandra's head. He placed his bare foot on the back of her head and pressed her face deeper into the sand. “Get up, you beach bum.” James said. He knelt down by her head and pulled her face from the sand. She spat out a mouthful of sand. James laughed and pressed her face back into the sand. James grabbed Alexandra by the hair and dragged her to her feet. Alexandra sprayed a mouthful of sand into James' eyes. He went ti wipe the sand from his eyes. Alexandra took advantage of this and kneed James in the chin. James fell to knees. Alexandra rammed her hip against the side of James' head. Alexandra scooped a handful of sand into her right hand. She placed her hand in front of her. James managed to wipe his eyes, he grabbed a handful of sand and tossed it into Alexandra's eyes. James laughed as Alexandra staggered blindly around the ring, he crept up behind and locked her in a full nelson and shook her wildly. He rammed her into the corner post and suplexed her to the sand.
Alexandra slowly got to her feet, James ran at her. She ducked under his arms and punched him in the small of the back. Alexandra leaped up and latched onto James' back. She wrapped her arms around his throat. James rammed her backward against the side of the ring. As she fell off his back, the back of her head struck the ring apron. She laid sprawled face down in the sand. James sat on Alexandra's back and locked on a camel clutch. He pulled back on her neck hard. She screamed in agony as he threw her down and pressed his knee into the small of her back. He grabbed her wrists and pulled back on them. Alexandra freed her wrists and pushed James off her back, she rolled away form James and leaped to her feet. James sneaked up behind Alexandra and kicked her in the abs. Alexandra's swimsuit had been ripped in the stomach area, her abs were partially exposed. James grabbed the ripped area and began to tear it off, leaving Alexandra's six pack abs fully exposed. James tried to rip it more but Alexandra low blowed him in the crotch. Alexandra uppercutted James in the chin, she kneed him in the chin and smiled as he fell onto his side. Alexandra sat down and wriggled her butt in his face. James grabbed Alexandra by the rear area of her swimsuit and tore it open. She stood up and saw her butt was totally exposed. James rolled to his feet and grabbed Alexandra's rear. He laughed and slapped her butt cheeks.
Alexandra went to kick James in the side of the head, James ducked under her foot and tackled her with his shoulder. James set up Alexandra for a ddt, he fell backward slamming her head onto the sand. James dragged Alexandra to her feet by her hair. James rolled her into the ring. He rolled in after her, and dragged her to her feet and locked her in a bearhug. He squeezed as tight as he could. Alexandra moaned and screamed, they were both breathing fast and heavy, they were drenched in sweat. She tried to slip through his strong sweaty arms, but she was exhausted, her strength ebbing from the power of the bearhug. Her arms dropped to her sides, her head began to droop and rested against James' chest. Her knees felt like water, she could feel herself drifting out of consciousness. She shut her eyes and took comfort in his strong chest and pecs. It was then that she passed out.
Alexandra awoke a few moments later. She was laying in the center of the ring. James was standing over, he placed his foot on her face and rubbed his heel on his mouth. He had his arms folded across his chest and smiling. “I won.” James said still drenched with sweat from the intensity of the match and the hot summer sun. “I want you to lick the sweat from my body, Now.” James dragged Alexandra to her knees, he grabbed what remained of Alexandra's tattered and torn swimsuit and ripped it off her body leaving her naked. Alexandra dropped onto all fours and ran her tongue long the top of James' feet, she moved up to his knees and thighs. James ripped off his swim trunks out threw them to the ground. He pointed to his junk. Alexandra stared at his junk, and began to run her tongue on his testicles, she stuck them in her mouth and smiled. She grabbed the shaft of his penis and began to jerk him off. She shoved his penis into her mouth and began to suck it like a popsicle. “James moaned in delight as he popped a load on her lips. She licked the semen from her lips and stood up. She turned her back towards James and pointed at her rear. James smiled and shoved his penis into her ass. He thrust it deeper and deeper, Alexandra moaned and groaned and writhed in ecstasy. James forced her into a kneeling position and continued thrusting. He pulled his penis out and nutted on her back. He patted her on the head. “That's enough for now. Bark like a dog.”
“Yes, please, I want more and more.” Alexandra said and began to bark like a dog. She crawled on her hands and knees behind him as he climbed out of the ring. He turned and lifted her into his arms, cradling her head against his chest. He kissed her on the breasts. There would be no sleep for them tonight.
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Hayley Brylewski vs Dan Osbourne
Hayley walked down the hallway of the competitor's area of The UFWL Arena, she was looking for Dan Osbourne, he had challenged her to a hardcore match. Her hands balled up into fists. He had barged in on her shower to issue the challenge. He had just stood there, staring at her naked muscular body, from her shredded calves, ripped six pack, and rock hard chest, as water and soap dripped off her perky breasts. He had squeezed her breasts and run off after issuing the challenge. Her wet hair cascaded down her shoulders. She was dressed in a black bikini and barefoot. Hayley decided she would accept Dan's match, but she wouldn't play by his rules. She reached the end of the hallway and stopped, only the curtain leading to the ring area stood in front of her. She began to turn when she felt something slam hard into her. She fell flat on her stomach, a sneer spread across her lips. There was Dan standing over holding a baseball bat in his hands. “Jackass, the match isn't even started yet.” Hayley said with a growl.
“It's a hardcore match, Hayley.” Dan said. “It starts when I say it does. Now get up and get out to the ring.” Dan reached down and grabbed Hayley by the wrist, he had the muscle beauty to her feet. Dan pulled her through the curtain and out onto the entrance platform. Hayley freed her wrist and slammed her right fist into Dan's abs. Dan staggered back towards the edge of the platform. Hayley broke into a run at Dan and raised her right to her side. She leaped at Dan, he ducked under her forearm and shoved her off the platform. She crashed onto a table ten feet below. Dan laughed and ran down the entrance ramp. He dragged Hayley to her feet and threw her over his left shoulder. He ran towards the ring and slammed Hayley's back against the ring apron. He picked her off the ground and rolled her into the ring. Dan was climbing between the top and middle rope as Hayley got to her feet. She ran at him and tangled him up in the ropes. Hayley grasped Dan by the throat, she leaned down by his ear and kissed him. She smiled at him, and then kneed him the groin. He struggled to free his arms from between the ropes.
“My turn to dish out some pain, Danny boy.” Hayley said and punched Dan in the abs, once, twice, and a third time. Hayley slapped Dan across the chest with her left forearm, and then her right forearm. She grabbed him by ankles, he saw his chance and kicked Hayley in the chin. Hayley stumbled back and bumped into the opposing set of ropes. She charged at Dan, he crouched and tackled her to the mat with a vicious running spear. Dan dragged Hayley to her feet by the hair. He shoved her head between her knees, he lifted her into a sitting position on his shoulders. Dan moved into the corner and powerbombed Hayley against the top turnbuckle. Hayley bounced off the turnbuckle and dropped to the mat hard. She struggled to get to her feet. Dan grabbed her wrists and pulled her onto her feet. He lifted her over her pressing her like a barbell. He tossed her over the ropes, sending her crashing to the mat covered concrete floor below, she laid face up. Dan stepped through the ropes and stood on the ring apron. Dan jumped off the apron and landed a devastating elbow to Hayley's abs.
“I'm going to teach you a woman's place in the wrestling ring.” Dan said dragging Hayley to her feet. “You're nothing but arm candy.” Dan grabbed Hayley around the waist and suplexed her against the steel ring post. Dan reached under the ring, he found a set of handcuffs. He rolled Hayley onto her stomach and slapped one of the cuffs around her left wrist, he placed both of her arms behind her back and slapped the other cuff around her right wrist. Dan grabbed Hayley's hair and dragged her to her feet. Hayley's beefy biceps bulged and exloded with veins as she struggled to break the chain on the cuffs. Dan kneed Hayley in the abs. Dan shoved Hayley's head between his knees, he set her up for a piledriver and slammed her head onto the thick foam mat covering the concrete floor underneath. Dan got to his feet and placed his booted right foot on Hayley's left bicep, he then commenced to stomping her left bicep over and over again. Dan turned and grabbed a steel folding chair sitting against the fan barricade, he raised it over his head and slammed it on Hayley's abs. Hayley screamed and groaned as the chair came down upon her abs again. Dan unfolded the chair and sat it upright, he picked Hayley from off the floor and sat her in the chair. Dan reached under the ring and pulled a long strand of rope. He wrapped it around Hayley, secured to the chair she was unable to move. Dan sat down on Hayley's lap and ran his fingers along her cheek. “See, I can do all of ths to you and you can't fight back.
“Untie me right now.” Hayley said, her lips quivering, Dan leaned in and kissed Hayley on the mouth, he rolled his tongue along her. Dan pulled back and slapped Hayley across the breasts with his forearms. He stood up and slammed his booted foot into chest, Hayley fell backwards still secured to the chair. The referee, Rachel Mclish, untied the rope from around Hayley, she she the cuffs with the key she had found. Hayley staggered to her feet, her knees were wobbly, she had lean against the ring apron to support herself. Hayley rolled back into the ring, she laid n her back, her fasting fast and hard. Dan rolled into the ring, he belly flopped onto Hayley. He climbed to the top turnbuckle and crouched down. He leaped off and stomped onto Hayley's abs. Dan dragged Hayley to her feet and lifted her over his head, he threw her over his knee and pressed down on her throat and knees. Hayley wailed like a banshee as pain shot through her knees. Dan lifted to her feet and slung her over his shoulders in a torture rack. He strutted around the ring wearing Hayley like a scarf. She screamed in agony, as she was helpless to break free. Dan slammed her to the ground, he walked over the nearest corner and removed the padding from the top turnbuckle. He went back for Hayley and dragged her to her feet. Dan shoved Hayley's head between his knees and set her up for a power bomb. Dan slammed Hayley into the corner, the back of head struck the exposed turnbuckle. Hayley lay in a crumpled mass at Dan's feet. Dan moved Hayley into a sitting position and sat down behind her. Dan locked Hayley into a crossface chicken wing. Hayley had been knocked out from the blow to the head. She was unable to resist the power of Dan's muscle. Hayley's arms dangled at her side, her head drooped against Dan's pecs. The ref, Rachel Mclish was forced to call for the bell. Dan raised his arms in victory, he stood over Hayley, he leaned down and lifted her onto his shoulder, he stepped over the ropes and walked back to his dressing room. When he reached his dressing room, he threw Hayley onto the bed. He had a pair of handcuffs attached to each side of the headboard, he cuffed Hayley to the bed and sat down beside her, he stripped off her bikini and straddled her. He waited until she began to come to .He stroked her cheeks. Once she was awake, he told her what he planned to do with Hayley, he whispered into her ear. She smiled and let him cram his large rock hard penis into her mouth. She writhed in ecstasy and begged him not to stop. He ejaculated in her mouth and she swallowed it, licking her lips as she climaxed from Dan fingering her vagina with his big salami.
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Dara Torres and Jay Cutler vs Alexandra Asimaki
Alexandra was laying in her bed in her dressing room, she was dressed in a shiny pink bikini. She was waiting for her match with Dara Torres, a women she had wanted to face since she joined The UFWL. She heard her name called over the intercom, she stood up and walked to the door. When she opened the door Dara was standing on the other side of it, dressed in a black bikini. Dara crossed her arms over her chest and smirked at Alexandra. “Why aren't you waiting in the ring.” said Alexandra, her fluttering in her chest. “We're up next.”
Dara stepped into Alexandra's dressing room and wrapped her long slender fingers around one of Alexandra's wrists. “Come on, time is a wasting. I got a special match for us today.” Dara said and led Alexandra out of her dressing room. Dara and Alexandra walked down the hallway leading to the ring area. As they got further down the hall, Dara turned a right corner. A set of double doors stood before them. “This is where are match is going to take place.” Dara pushed open the door, they opened up into a small 10ft x 10ft room, a foam rubber mat covered the entire floor, a large muscular man wearing a pair of speedos stood next to an armwrestling table in the center in the mat. There was a small closet door on the left wall. Dara approached the table and walked around to the other side of it. She propped her right elbow on the table and grabbed one of the small bar sticking out of the table with her left.
“You want me to armwrestle you.” Alexandra said in her thick greek accent. “That sounds kind of silly, I thought we were going to to have a wrestling match.” Alexandra laughed at the notion and approached the table. She propped her right elbow on the table and grasp the other bar with her left. Alexandra shrugged her shoulders and stared at Dara her eyes burning intensely. “If that's what you want.” Both women locked their right hands together.
“This is my good friend, Jay Cutler, the bodybuilder not the football player.” Dara said smiling at the man. “It's one of his hobbies. He's going to referee this contest.” Dara puckered her lips and blew an invisible kiss to Jay. He smiled back at her. On the count of three. 1, 2, 3.” Dara's biceps began to bulge as she started to push Alexndra's hand down towards the table top.
Alexandra's arm swelled as she pushed her hand back up. She felt Dara's grip tighten on her hand. Alexandra winced as Dara bent her wrist back. Dara edged her hand closer to the table, Alexandra strained to keep her hand from touching the table top, but she realized that Dara's arm strength was great. Dara slammed the back of her hand onto the table. Defeated and ashamed, Alexandra yanked her hand away. Her hand was almost numb from Dara's powerful grip. She extended her hand and both ladies shook hands. Alexandra felt too embarrassed to look Dara in the eyes. She had thought she was stronger than that. “Good match.” Alexandra said and turned to leave.
Jay put himself between Alexandra and the doors, she heard the door's lock click. Jay crossed his arms across his chest as he ogled her. He grinned at her and licked his lips. He wasn't going to let her just walk out the door without a fight. Alexandra turned back and stared at Dara. Dara walked around the table and approached the confused Greek beauty. “We're not finished yet.” Dara said and wrapped her hands around Alendra's wrist. “We still have another match, this time a real wrestling match.” Dara could see the panic in Alexandra's eyes, this was what Dara enjoyed the most. She slung Alexandra into the table, her abs banging into the side of the table, both the greek beauty and the table toppled to the ground.
Alexandra laid on her stomach, before she could react, Dara was straddling her back, knees on either side of her waist. Dara grabbed the back of Alexandra's head and pressed her face down into the mat. Dara laughed and placed Alexandra into a camel clutch. Alexandra screamed in agony as Dara pulled back on her neck, her arms pinned to her side by Dara's powerful legs. She kicked the mat with her feet as she struggled to break free. Alexandra was defenseless as she felt tremendous pain shoot up her back. Jay moved closer to get a better view of the action. He liked what he saw so far. Dara released the clutch, she stood up and stomped Alexandra in the small of the back. Dara reached down and dragged the greek beauty to her feet. She lifted Alexandra onto her right shoulder, and approached Jay. “Hey, Alexandra, I need to tell you something.” Dara said. “This wasn't a sanctioned match. It was actually a session that Jay paid good money for. And we're going make sure he get's his money's worth.” Dara slammed Alexandra hard to the mat.
Alexandra rolled onto her stomach and tried to crawl towards the door. “Why did you trick me? Alexandra said. “That was a cruel thing to do.” Alexandra inched closer to the door. She felt large hands wrapping around her ankles. She looked over to see Jay holding on to her, he smiled and dragged Alexandra towards him. He rolled her onto her stomach, he began straddling her, knees on either side of her waist. She raised her hand to slap him he caught her wrist in mid air, she tried to slap him with her other hand he caught it with his other hand. He pinned her arms to her side, Dara pointing and laughing at Alexandra. Dara felt her heart fluttering in her chest. She sat down by Alexandra's head and playfully slapped the greek beauty on both cheeks. Dara reached down and kissed Alexandra on the lips, she pulled back and broke the kiss. Dara reached for the string on Alexandra's bikini top, with a tug the bra slid off easily. Jay leaned down and licked Alexandra's firm perky breasts and toned pecs.
“Don't struggle too much. You'll wear yourself out before we're done.” Dara said as she stripped off her own top and bottoms. Dara sat down on Alexandra's face. “Make the count, Jay. And then she's all yours.” Jay released Alexandra's right wrist and slapped the mat with his palm three times. Dara wrapped her legs around Alexanrda's throat. The greek beauty tried to grasp for air, she found none. Alexandra raised her hands to grasp Dara's legs, but the the will to resist was fleeting. When her head lolled to one side, Dara knew that her work was done, soon would come time to play. Jay stood up and grabbed Alexandra around the waist and lifted her onto his right shoulder. “I'll grab your box of goodies.” dara approached the closet, she pulled open the door , there was a cardboard box sitting inside with the words Jay's goodies written on the front. Dara knelt down and lifted the box off the floor. When she saw the various object inside the box, she turned and smirked at Jay. “You have no limits do you.”
Jay approached the double doors, he unlocked the doors and pushed them open, he stepped into the hallway, Dara followed close behind him. Dara and Jay walked side by side, he slapped her across the rear as they rounded the corner and walked back to Alexandra's dressing room. When they reached her room. Jay opened the door and stepped inside. Dara closed the door behind them, she heard the lock click as Jay dumped the unconscious greek beauty onto her bed. She lay sprawled over her silk sheets. “Give me some rope.” Jay was going to take his time with this, before the night was over, Alexandra would worship the ground he walked on.
To be continued in Part 2 Alexandra Asimaki Dominated
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Wendy Lindquist vs Gina Davis
Wendy walked down the entrance ramp, dressed in a light blue bikini, her muscles shiny with baby oil. She waved to the crowd, they stood on their feet and cheered for the muscular beauty. She climbed the ring steps and stepped through the ropes. Wendy carried a mic in her right hand. “Hello, fellows.” Wendy said and bowed to the crowd. “Did you all come to see me tonight.” A chorus of cheers echoed throughout the arena. “I'm going to show Gina the power of these guns.” Wendy popped a front double biceps pose sending the crowd into a frenzy with her rock hard arms. She smiled as her biceps swelled and bulged, cameras flashed and men ohhed and ahhed. The women in the crowd clapped and shouted. Wendy walked to one one of the ring, she leaned against the turnbuckle.
The overhead lights in the arena dimmed, when they returned to their normal brightness Gina was standing at the head of the entrance ramp dressed in a red sports bra and red shorts. She stared at Wendy and smirked, Gina was holding a chain attached to a manacle in her left hand. As she descended the ramp she pointed to Wendy and then to the manacle. “Wendy, Wendy, Wendy. “ Gina said as she reached the outside of the ring. “You ave no idea what you're getting into. I'm sure you think you're tough but you don't have the heart. If you leave now, it will save you the embarrassment of defeat.” Gina climbed into the ring between the ropes. She twirled the manacle as she approached Wendy.
“What's that for.” Wendy said pointing to the manacle. When she saw Gina smiling she took a step back. “You're not putting that around my neck.” Her heart racing in her chest, Wendy took two steps forward and stared Gina down. She wasn't gong to let Gina turn her into one of her pets. She shook her head. Long, slender fingers clenched into fists as Wendy raised her hands in front of her face. Crouching down, Wendy shadowboxed the air, she was ready to fight.
Dropping the manacle to the mat, Gina stepped forward and raised her arms to her side, thick veiny muscles bulged as she popped a front double biceps pose. Noticing the nervousness in her opponent's eyes, she moved into a crab pose. “Don't be afraid. Gina said as she kissed each of her biceps. “You'll still be able to walk away after the match.”
“Why should be afraid of you.” Wendy said moving closer to Gina. “You're just an over muscled bully. And I know how to deal with the likes of you.” Placing her hands onto her hips, she stared Gina straight in the eyes. Gina refused to back down.
The referee, Heather Armbrust, a member of Gina's heel faction, stood in the center of the ring. She motioned both women to the center of the ring with a wave of her hands. Gina and Wendy broke their stare and walked to the center of the ring. When Wendy's back was turned, Gina slammed her right fist into the side of her head. Wendy stumbled and fell into the ref's arms. Wendy realized too late that getting into the ring with Heather as the ref was a mistake. Heather helped her gain her balance and called for the bell. Sneaking up behind her, Gina wrapped her arms around Wendy's waist. Hoisting her off the mat, Wendy's feet dangled inches above the ground. Gina squeezed Wendy's waist as tight as she could. Wendy reached out and grabbed Gina's wrists, she tried to pry out of her grip but couldn't. “Can't escape, Wendy.” Gina said whispering into her ear. “Good, I like it that way.”
Wendy felt like her abs were being crushed by a python, Gina's massive arms were proving to be a problem for her. Wendy tried to wiggle out of Gina's arms, but still she held on tight. She reached her arms behind her and managed to grab a lock of Gina's hair, she jerked on it causing Gina to release her. Panting heavily she dropped to her knees gasping for air. Before she finish catching her breath, Gina was upon her once again, this time wrapping her right arm around her throat and her legs around her waist. Gina had rolled her to the mat, choking off her air supply. Wendy flailed her arms aimlessly trying to escape the hold, but Gina had the hold locked on tight. The crowd was on their feet, booing and chanting Wendy's name. The roar of the crowd filled Wendy's ears. She balled her hands into fists, Wendy slammed her left elbow into Gina's side, and then a second time. Gina grunted and released the hold, she rose to her feet and stomped Wendy on the abs. Wendy rolled to the opposite side of the ring and pulled herself to her feet with the aid of the ropes. “I'm not going to let you win.” Wendy said still trying to catch her breath.
Gina strode forward, arms raised over her head. She raced over to Wendy and grabbed her by the shoulders. She threw Wendy onto her her stomach, and she was on top of her in a flash straddling her back, knees on either side of her waist. Locking her hands together, Gina slammed her fists between Wendy's shoulder blades. Gina grabbed Wendy's wrist and forced them behind her back, her screams were music to her ears. Referee Heather approached Wendy and knelt down by her head. She raised her right and slapped her hard across the face. Heather laughed and spit in Wendy's eyes. Gina released Wendy's wrists and grabbed her by the hair. Dragging her to her feet, Gina shoved Wendy's head between her knees, and set her up into a piledriver position. Gina fell onto her butt, slamming Wendy's head onto the mat. Wendy lay sprawled out on her back at Gina's feet. Gina crawled on top of Wendy's prone body for the pin, she reconsidered and dragged Wendy to her feet again. Gina grabbed Wendy by the back of her neck and led her into the nearest corner. As they reached the corner, Gina slammed Wendy's face against the top turnbuckle. Wendy's head snapped back and fell onto her back. Gina stepped over Wendy and climbed to the top turnbuckle, she crouched down and pointed to Wendy's limp body. Gina stood up and leaped into the air, she splashed down hard on top of Wendy with a devastating belly flop. Gina crawled over Wendy and sat down on her face.
Heather dropped to her knees, her right slapped the mat one, two, three times. The bell rang as Heather grabbed Gina's wrist and raised it in victory. “Your winner.” Heather said smiling wickedly. “Gina Davis.” Gina rose to her feet and bowed to the crowd. People in attendance started booing and threw plastic cups and popcorn containers at Gina. She paid them no attention as she picked the manacle off the mat by it's chain. Gina walked back over to Wendy and leaned down, she snapped the manacle around Wendy's throat. “Good work, Gina. Your plan worked like a charm. You'll get a lot of money by selling her.”
Gina smirked as she yanked on the manacle's chain. “I'm not going to sell her, I'm going to just rent her out a night at a time. But first I plan on her training her some obedience.” Gina said dragging Wendy towards the ring ropes. When they reached the ropes Gina rolled Wendy off the ring apron. Wendy thudded to the outside of the ring. She was slowly regaining consciousness.. When she realized her predicament she grabbed the manacle and tried to remove it from around her neck. Gina rolled out of the ring and grabbed the chain. Heather followed after her and kicked Wendy in the right temple, sending her falling onto her back. Gina dragged Wendy up the entrance ramp, Heather keeping a close watch on their new trophy. “There's no point in resisting Wendy, you belong to me now.” Gina smiled as they reached the curtains leading backstage. They stepped through the curtains, Wendy still struggling to get free.
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Jennifer Dempster vs Mary Jean Traetta
On the set of Body Shaping, things were getting out of hand, Jennifer and Mary Jean were engaged in a shouting match “You're washed up, MJ, I'm going to pound you to the ground.” Jennifer swung her fist, narrowly missing Mary Jean's chin. Mary Jean walked up to Jennifer and slapped her across the face. Jenn stared speechlessly at the elder aeorbics instructor, she couldn't believe that Mary Jean had actually struck her. She went to punch her in the abs, but Kathy Derry was behind her, wrapping her arms around Jennifer's waist. Kiana Tom stepped in front of Mary Jean holding her back.
“What's the problem?” Kathy asked.
“I'm sick of all the old people jokes that Jennifer's been telling.” Mary Jean said. “I said I was going teach her some respect. Let me go.” Mary Jean pushed Kiana out of her way, and ran towards Jennifer, she slammed her fists in Jennifer's abs. Jennifer dropped to her knees gasping for air.
“Then settle it in the ring.” Kiana said pointing to the wrestling ring to her left. “I'll referee the match, that way you can school Jenn the hard way.” Kiana walked up to Jennifer and grabbed her by the chin. “I'll try to be as impartial as I can, but I can't make any promises. Take her to the ring, Kathy.”
Kathy nodded and grabbed a handful of Jennifer's hair, she dragged her to ring side and tossed her hard into the ring. Jennifer pulled herself to her feet with the ropes. Kiana rolled into the ring, right behind Mary Jean followed. Kiana moved to the center of the ring, she motioned to Kathy, Kathy rang the bell signaling the start of the match.
Mary Jean stared at Jennifer, she broke into a run and clothesined Jennifer to the mat. She wrapped her hands around Jennifer's throat, and slammed the back of her head against the mat. Jennifer grabbed Mary Jan's wrists and flipped her to the side. Jennifer straddled her, slamming her fist into her abs. Jennifer raised her right knee and bashed it into Mary Jean's side. Mary Jean grabbed Jennifer by the throat and shoved her off. As Jennifer rose to all fours, Mary Jean kicked her in the abs. Mary sat on Jennifer's back locking her in a camel clutch. She pulled back of Jenn's neck intensifying the pressure.
Jennifer moaned and pounded the mat with her fists. Pain shot up her back, she was helpless to escape the hold, Mary's grip was too tight. She tried to grab the rope, but she couldn't reach. She grimaced and wriggled her arms, she managed to free her left arm, she pushed herself to her knees and freed her other arm. She elbowed Mary jean in the chin and jumped to her feet. She walked to the southwest corner of the ring and climbed the top turnbuckle. She leaped off the ropes, Mary Jean raised her knees up catching Jennifer in the abs. Jennifer slammed onto her back.
Mary Jean got to her feet, she approached Jennifer and grabbed her ankles, flipping her over into a boston crab. She leaned back applying pressure to the hold. Jennifer grabbed for the ropes, she managed to latch onto the bottom rope. She waited for Kiana to make the five count to release the hold. Kiana leaned in close by Jennifer's face. “You shouldn't make fun of old people, you'll learn some manners. When you've had enough, the match will end.” Kiana said, and turned her back to Jennifer. Mary Jean laughed as Jennifer screamed in pain.. Jennifer lost her grip on the rope. Mary Jean dragged her to the center of the ring and released the hold, she landed a legdrop to Jennifer's abs. Mary Jean dragged Jennifer to her feet by her hair, she slapped Jennifer across the face, and kneed her in the abs.
Jennifer dropped to her knees, she clutched her abs as she fell. Mary Jean grabbed Jennifer by the chin and shoved down onto her back, she was straddling Jennifer, hands wrapped around her throat. Jennifer gasped for air, as Mary Jean tightened her grip. Mary Jean smiled as she mocked Jennifer, and bashed her head against the mat. She called for Kathy to enter the ring, Kathy slid beneath the bottom rope. Kathy dragged Jennifer to her feet, she threw her over her shoulder Kathy slammed Jennifer to the ground. Mary Jean placed her right foot on Jennifer's chest. Kiana dropped to her knees to make the count.
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Kiana raised Mary Jean's arm in victory. Mary Jean bowed to the film crew and approached the nearest camera. “Maybe now, Jennifer learned her lesson on putting old people down. Mary Jean stood over Jennifer. She knelt down and yanked at the straps of Jennifer's shiny blue sports bra, She ripped off the sports bra and threw it outside the ring. Kathy dragged Jennifer to her feet by her wrists. She wrapped her arms around her waist in a vicious bearhug. Jennifer maned as Kathy squeezed tighter.
Jennifer's arms dangled at her sides. Kathy had knocked her out with the bearhug. She lowered Jennifer onto her back. Mary Jean, Kiana, and Kathy stomped Jennifer's back mercilessly as Jennifer lay there unable to defend herself. This went on for several minutes, until Page Langton ran into the ring. Kathy and Kiana double clotheslined Page over the top rope, she thudded onto the grass. Kiana dragged Jennifer to her feet and shoved her head between her knees. Kiana piledrove Jennifer's head onto the mat. Kiana, Mary Jean, and Kathy rolled out of the ring, laughing as they walked back to their personal trailers. A camera woman climbed into the ring to get a close of Jennifer's agonized face. When Jennifer saw the camera woman, she grabbed the camera and snatched it out of her hands. Jennifer threw the camera to the mat, she crawled to her feet and staggered towards the camera woman.
“Don't film me like that.” Jennifer said as she kneed the camera woman in the abs. Jennifer ripped off the woman's polo shirt, revealing her red bra. She lifted the woman onto her shoulders and slammed her to the mat. Jennifer limped out of the ring. She slowly walked towards her trailer. Her fists were clenched. She punched the door to her trailer before stepping inside. Sweat and tears rolled down her face. She slammed the door behind her and began to scream in pain, she was crying from all the pain. She would get her revenge soon.
Jennifer Dempster vs Kiana Tom
Jennifer pounded on Kiana's door, she wanted to fight her and that was what she was going to do. The door swung open and Jennifer stepped into Kiana's dressing room. The lights were off, She could not see five feet in front of her. She tripped over a stool and fell to the ground. Several pairs of hands were grabbing her, dragging her to her feet.
The lights came on, Kiana was standing by the switch next to the door. She smiled ad approache Jennifer, who was being held to by Deborah Khazei, Kathy Derry, Denise Paglia, and Leeann Tweeden. “You can be so stupid sometimes, Jenny.” Kiana said and slapped Jennifer across the face. “Did you forget that I'm the toughest fitness babe in wrestling. Kiana grabbed Jennifer by the chin and leaned forward, kissing her on the cheeks. I'm going to dominate you in the ring, tonight.”
“what kind of match did you have planned, Kiana?” Deborah asked.
“It's a falls count anywhere match.” Kiana said licking her lips. “And we can start now. Debrah, you can act as the referee.” Kiana kneed Jennifer in the abs. She grabbed her by the hair and threw her onto the sofa. Kiana shoved her bare right foot into Jennifer's face. Kiana laughed and rolled Jennifer off the sofa, she stomped the side of Jennifer's head. She grabbed her by the ankle and pulled her out of the dressing room, her posse following close behind. Kiana dragged Jennifer to her feet by her hair, she irish whipped her opponent into the wall. Jennifer fell onto her back, the back of her head striking the concrete floor. “Take her to the parking garage.”
Kathy, Denise, and Leeann dragged Jennifer to her feet, they led her down the south corridor until they reached a set of metal doors. Deborah opened the doors and held them open as Jennifer was thrown onto the parking garage floor. Kiana lifted up a trash bin, she approached and dumped the contents all over Jennifer. Jennifer cried out in disgust, she was covered with used napkins, leftover food, and soda. Kiana kneed Jennifer in the chin, she picked a banana peel off the floor, and shoved it into Jennifer's mouth. Kiana dragged Jennifer to her feet, she lifted her over head, and slammed her onto the hood of a limo. She climbed onto the hood, dragging Jennifer t her feet, she shoved her head between her knees, and lifted Jennifer onto her shoulders. She powerbombed Jennifer onto the roof of the limo, leaving a large dent where Jennifer slammed down.
“No more fun and games, Jennifer.” Kiana said as she pushed Jennifer off the limo roof. Kiana leaped off the roof, landing a vicious moonsault on Jennifer. Kiana got to her feet and opened the driver's side door. She reached in and popped the trunk switch, the trunk swung open, Kiana approached the trunk and pulled out a tire iron, she tossed to Kathy, who caught it with both hands. Kiana tossed an aerosol can to Denise, and a long length of rope to Leeann. “Time to take out the trash.” Kiana pulled a roll of duct tape out and approached Jennifer. She was laying there helpless to fight back, and Kiana knew it.
Kiana pulled her purple bikini bottoms down and sat on Jennifer's face. Deborah drooped to her knees to make the count.
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Deborah raised Kiana's arm in victory. Kiana smiled and laughed, she rubbed her butt in Jennifer' nose. Kiana got to her feet and readied a long strip of duct tape. She placed it over Jennifer's mouth. Kathy slammed the broad side of the tire iron against Jennifer's back. She dragged Jennifer to her knees. Jennifer struggled to fight her way free. Denise leaned in and sprayed her in the face and eyes. Jennifer collapsed to the floor out cold, her muffled protests silenced by Denise's spray chloroform. Kathy and Deborah grabbed Jennifer's arms and dragged her to her knees. Leeann wrapped the roped around Jennifer's torso, pinning her arms to her side. “Put her in the trunk.” Kiana said. Kathy, Deborah, Denise, and Leeann lifted Jennifer up and carried her to the trunk before tossing her in and slamming it shut. Kiana climbed into the driver's seat. Kathy, Deborah, Denise, and Leeann piled into the back seat. Kiana drove off, and sped out of the parking garage.
Jennifer Dempster in Chains
When she awoke, Jennifer couldn't remember where she was. She was laying on a pile of straw, she tried to raise her arms but they were shackled by long chains bolted to the wall. She realized that she was in a prison cell. Near her feet was a bowl full of wet dog food. “Let me the hell out of here. You can't treat me like this.” She managed to get to her knees, struggling against the pain she felt run through her body. Who would do this, she wanted answers. She stared out into the darkly lit hallway, there was a desk at the end of the hall.
Kiana was sitting behind the desk, when she saw Jennifer had awaken, she stood up and walked down to the cell. She crossed her arms across her chest and smiled. “Good morning, I thought you'd be awake before now.”
“When I get my hands on you, I'm going to tear you to pieces.” Jennifer at the ground at her feet. Kiana unlocked the cell and stepped inside. She knelt down in front of Jennifer. She stroked Jennifer's hair and kissed her on the neck.
“You must be hungry. Have something to eat.” Kiana said picking up the bowl of dog food. She press the bowl into Jennifer's face. Jennifer gagged and spit out chunks of dog food. Kiana slapped Jennifer across the chest and picked up the spoon from off the cell floor. She scooped up some dog food, with her other hand she grabbed Jennifer by the cheeks. She forced the spoon into her mouth. She made sure chewed and swallowed the dog food. “Eat up, little doggy, it's good enough for you.” She scooped up another spoonful and crammed it in. Kiana laughed as Jennifer tried to resist, there was no escape for her captured foe. Kiana stood up and left the cell, slamming the door behind her. “If you're still hungry just lap the food off the floor. I'll return for you later, I'll bring my new friends Gina Davis and Bev Francis with me. They need to talk to you.” Kiana exited the corridor, slamming the door closed behind her.
“Come back here and fight.” Jennifer was in a frenzy, she was shaking her entire body, she tried to slip off her shackles but they wouldn't budge. She heard her stomach grumbling, she broke down and ate some of the dog food off the floor. She was crying the whole time, she never felt more embarrassed in her life, she vowed payback against Kiana and whoever else got in her way.
To be continued in Part 2
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Jennifer Dempster vs Cory Everson
Jennifer was led down the hallway, her arms and legs shackled, Deborah Khazei and Kathy Derry prodding her with their night sticks. They entered a large brightly lit chamber. In the center of the chamber was a pit filled with mud. Gina Davis and Kiana Tom stood against the rear wall, they smiled as Jennifer was marched towards the edge of the mud pit. A long narrow plank extended to both ends of the pit. “Why am I here?” Jennifer asked.
“We have a surprise for you, we're taking over the UFWL, but it's going to take a lot of hard work to make that happen. We need to gauge the strength of our foes before we can proceed. From the looks of it, you won't be a problem.” Gina folded her arms across her chest and approached Jennifer.
“Well, let me show you what I'm capable of.” Jennifer said. “I'll make you regret capturing me.”
“If you say so, but we've got a special foe for you to fight. It's your good pal, Cory Everson.” Gina said and pointed to a set of double doors. Cory was led into the chamber, a manacle locked around her neck, Cameo Kneuer tugged hard on the chain, half dragging Cory on her hands and knees.
Cory glared at Gina, she wanted at least minutes alone with her, that would teach Gina to pull stunts like this again. She was dressed in a light blue spandex bikini. “You're out of your mind, Gina. You won't get away with this.” Cory said yanking at her chain, she fred it from Cameo's clutches.
“Shut up, Cory. Save your smack talk for the match, you have to beat Jennifer if you want to be free. Or else you can stay locked up.” Gina said as she approached Cory. She slapped Cory across the face. She grabbed the chain and yanked hard, Cory's head slammed against the stone floor. “Wrestle or rot in prison, the choice is yours.” She placed a booted heel on Cory's right hand.
Cory winced as Gina applied pressure onto her hand, she tried to free her hand, but Gina's foot wouldn't budge. Pain exploded in her hand, Gina smiled as Cory moaned in agony. She stepped back, removing her boot from off of Cory's hand. Cory tried to ball her hand into a fist, bit it hurt her to try.
“Choose quickly, before I start on your knees.” Gina said, grabbing Cory by the hair and dragging her to her feet.
“I'll do it.” Cory said trying t fight back tears. “But shouldn't you let my hand heal first.”
“Don't worry about it, you're the legendary Cory Everson, after all. Just grin and bar it.” Gina nudged Cory towards the end of the plank. “Here, I'll remove your chains to show how nice I can be.” Gina said ordering both women's chains to be unshackled. “Now show me what you got.”
Jennifer stepped onto the plank, she slowly approached Cory. Her heart raced, she had never come up against such a large foe before. She saw Cory favoring her right hand, it was a weakness she would have to exploit. She crouched down, Cory got nearer and nearer. “You won't win with an injured hand, just give up now, so I can leave.” Jennifer patted the plank and stomped her feet, the plank wobbled and shook. Cory nearly lost her balance, she dropped to her knees and clutched the sides of the plank.
“Be careful, you'll knock us both in.” Cory said, she got to her feet and cautious approached Jennifer. “If we work together, we'll find a way free.” Cory leaned forward whispering in Jennifer's ear. “Pretend to beat me up and then cause a distraction. But make it convincing.”
“Ok, I promise.” Jennifer said and grabbed Cory's injured right hand, Cory dropped to her knees from the pain. Jennifer lifted Cory onto her shoulders, she threw Cory into the pit, mud splashed onto Jennifer's legs as Cory struck the surface of the mud. Cory's head emerged from below the mud, she spit out a mouthful of mud at Jennifer. Cory got to her feet, she was standing knee deep in the mud. She was completely drenched with mud, she grabbed Jennifer's ankle and pulled her off the plank. Jennifer splashed face first into the muddy pit. Cory reached down into the mud, she found where Jennifer had landed and dragged her to her feet. Cory butted Jennifer in the forehead, she fell to her knees.
Jennifer slammed her right fist into Cory's groin, she dropped to her knees. Jennifer shoved her face into the mud, laughing as she held Cory's head under the surface. Cory flailed her arms, she grabbed Jennifer by the throat and pushed her back. Cory resurfaced, gasping for air and spitting out mud. Jennifer jumped to her feet, she ran at Cory, she knocked Cory down with a drop kick to her chiseled abs.
“Now, go for it.” Cory said as she climbed back onto the plank. Cory ran down one end of the plank, Jennifer running in the opposite direction. Kathy made her way towards Jennifer, Jennifer leaped at Kathy, knocking her off her feet with a running clothesline. Deborah ran towards Cory, Cory kneed her in the abs and lifted her onto her soulders. She slammed Deborah into the pit.
Jennifer bodyslammed Kathy into the pit, she landed with a hard splash, sending mud spraying everywhere. Kathy and Deborah sat up, spitting mud out of their mouths wondering what just happened. Jennifer rushed towards Kiana, Gina stepped in her path, clotheslining Jennifer onto the stone floor. Gina placed a booted heel on Jennifer's abs, pinning her to the ground. Cory ran towards the double doors from which she had entered the chamber. As she reached for the door knob, she heard Jennifer's cries of pain. Cory turned her head toward the sound. Gina had Jenifer in a piledriver position. Cory hesitated for a second then ran at Gina. Cory reached Gina and kicked her in the back of the right knee. Gina released Jennifer, dropping her onto her back.
Cory was straddling Gina, knees on either side of her waist. Cory slammed her left fist into Gina's chin, her hands were around Gina's throat. “You're a real b***h, Gina, you won't catch me off guard again. You abducted the wrong Miss Olympia.” Kiana had a night stick in her hand, she stood over Cory, she raised the night stick over her head, as the night stick came down towards Cory's head, Jennfier speared Kiana to the stone floor.
Deborah and Kathy climbed out of the pit, their entire bodies coated with mud. They grabbed Jennifer and dragged her to her feet, they tossed her back into the mud pit. Kathy ran towards Cory, she kicked her in the side of the head. Cory rolled onto her side, she swept her leg, knocking Kathy off her feet. Cory leaped to her feet, she clotheslined Deborah into the pit. Cory grabbed Jennifer's hand and pulled her out of the mud.
Kiana crept up behind Cory, she slammed the night stick across the back of Cory's right knee. Jennifer snatched the stick out of Kiana's hands, she slammed it over Kiana's head. Kiana collapsed to the ground in a crumpled heap. She waved the night stick over her head, and pointed at Gina. “Come on, Gina Bring it on.” Jennifer shouted as she rushed at her foe
“Show me what you got, sweetie.” Gina said, she flexed her hers in a double biceps pose, her biceps bulging with rock hard muscle. Gina caught Jennifer in her arms as she reached her enemy. She begin squeezing her in a tight bearhug. Cory staggered to her feet, she limped slowly towards Gina. She slammed her fists into the side of Gina's head. Gina released Jennifer and dropped to her knees. Cory yanked the keys from off of Gina's belt.
“It's time to go, let me lean on you.” Cory said, Jennifer threw Cory's left arm over her shoulders to support her. They made their way way towards the double doors. The door swung open and they stepped into wide long corridor with a high ceiling. “The exit is this way, if we go up the stairs at the end of the corridor, we can escape. Hurry.” As they approached the staircase, they heard footsteps echoing over head. Someone was coming down the stairs. Cory and Jennifer leaned against the wall, clenching their hands into fists, ready for the fight to come.
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Cory Everson vs Frank Zane
Cory walked down to the ring dressed in a blue bikini. She flexed her biceps as she approached the ring. She rolled into the ring and blew kisses to the crowd, their roared their approval with chants of Cory Rules. Cory walked into the corner and sat on the top turnbuckle. She raised her fists over her head. She was going to show Frank the power of muscular body, she had been itching to fight him since she came onto the bodybuilding scene. He had snubbed her many times, so she decided to respond by challenging to a match. He had gladly accepted. Cory stepped off the turnbuckle. The ref, Heather Policky stood in the center of the ring.
Frank made his way down the entrance ramp, dressed in a pair of black speedos. When he saw Cory, he stopped right outside the ring and glared at her. He was going to show her who the boss was. He climbed through the ropes and approached Cory, she was staring at him trying to guess what he was thinking. He placed his hands behind his back and leaned his face forward. “Come on, Cory.” Frank said, goading her. “I'll let you take the first shot.”
Cory looked at Frank, and then looked to the crowd, their were waving their arms over their heads and nodding their approval. Cory raised her right hand to slap Frank, as her open palm was about to strike him, he caught her wrist in mid slap. Frank raised his other hand and slapped her across the face. He stepped forward and kneed cory in the abs, she dropped to her knees trying to catch her breath. Frank dragged her to the center of the ring on her knees. He shoved her face into his crotch, laughing as he gyrated in her face. Cory slammed her fists She was back on feet, she slammed her forearm across Frank's chest sending him staggering backward into the ropes. Frank rebounded off the ropes and ran at Cory. He grabbed her by the hair and slammed her back onto the canvas. He dropped to his knees by her side and pressed his hands against her abs, Cory slammed her fist into the side of Frank's head, knocking him away. She rolled to her feet and kneed Frank in the chin as he sat up. She grabbed frank by the wrists and pulled him to his feet. “Don't mess with the big girls.” Cory said. “You might get hurt.”
Cory dragged Frank to the southwest corner and slammed him into the turnbuckle. She leaned him in the corner, she kneed him in the chest and abs repeatedly. She wiped the sweat from her brows and continued to pummel on Frank's torso. Cory slammed her fist into Franks chin and laughed. She pulled him out of the corner and lifted him onto her shoulders, she powerslammed him to the mat and laid atop him, Cory waited for Heather to make the count. Heather had her back turned to the action, examining her hands. Cory stood up and approached heather. “Why aren't you making the count.” Cory said.
Heather turned and slugged Cory in the chin, she dropped to her knees. Heather wrapped her hands around Cory's throat as Frank was getting to his feet. He saw Heather choking Cory and smiled. He walked up behind Cory and placed her in a kneeling full nelson. Cory flailed her arms trying to free herself, but Frank was holding on too tight. Heather landed a vicious uppercut to Cory's chin, she laughed as Cory's head slumped forward. “Hurry up and finish her off, Gina Davis wants to see her.” Heather said,
“Fine, I'll take care of her.” Frank said. He shoved Cory to the ground, Frank rolled Cory onto her stomach, he straddled her body wrapping his legs around her waist. Heather rolled out of the ring and approached the announcer's table. She grabbed a steel folding chair from behind the table and threw it into the ring, she rolled back in and picked up the chair. Frank stood up and moved Cory into a sitting position. Heather slammed the chair over Cory's head, Cory fell onto her back out cold. Frank placed his hands on Cory's shoulders. Heather dropped to her knees to make the count.
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Heather raises Frank's arms in victory. Frank stands over Cory, flexing his biceps. He turned and walked away, he rolled out of the ring and to the backstage area. Heather dragged Cory to her feet, and lifted her over her shoulders. She walked towards the north side of the ring and threw Cory over the ropes. Heather points to the backstage area. Bev Francis, dressed in a pink bikini ran down the entrance ramp, she draped Cory over her right shoulder, Heather rolls out of the ring. “Gina wants to see you.” Heather and Bev walked up the entrance ramp and carried Cory all the way to the parking garage, they threw Cory into the trunk and drove off in a mustang.
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Jill Mills vs Summer Sanders
Jill stood in the center of the ring next to Referee Rebecca Soni, she was dressed in a red tank top and grey gym shorts. She popped a double biceps pose, her muscular biceps bulging and veiny. She moved into a crab pose, the crowd oohed and ahhed, she smiled and waved to the crowd. Jill folded her arms across her chest and waited for her opponent to arrive.
Summer ran out from behind the curtains and ran down the entrance ramp, she was dressed in a blue leotard with USA printed across the front in white letters. She rolled into the ring and clenched her fists, slowly approached Jill, ready to scrap.
Jill placed her hands on her hips, she stared at Summer, she shrugged her shoulders and laughed. “Are you for real, you're out of your league, shorty.” Jill broke into a run, Summer turned and began to run towards the ropes. Jill caught her around the waist. She pulled Summer towards, she wrapped her arm around her waist and suplexed Summer onto the mat. Jill got to her feet, and stood over Summer, she looked down at her and laughed. “You'll never beat me, Summer.” Jill bent down and dragged Summer to her feet by her hair. Jill lifted Summer over her head, she slammed her to the mat.
Summer grunted as her back struck the mat, she laid spread eagle in the center of the ring. Her whole body ached from Jill's overwhelming strength. Jill pulled Summer to her feet by her wrists. She whipped Summer into the southwest corner, and leaned her against the turnbuckle. Jill repeatedly slammed her fists into Summer's abs and chest. She rammed her elbow into Summer's breasts and chin. Jill backed away from the corner and raised her hands over her head. She clenched her fists and pummeled Summer's abs.
Summer slid down the corner into a sitting position, her head slumped against the bottom rope. Jill pressed the heel of her left foot against Summer's throat. Ref Rebecca admonished Jill and began the five count, when she reached four Jill pulled her foot away.
“Don't do that again” Rebecca said pointing her finger at Jill.
“Shut up, and stay out of my way.” Jill said and dragged Summer to her feet. She shoved Summer's head between her knees and lifted her into a piledriver position, she sat down slamming her foe's head onto the mat, Summer laid in the center of the ring, her head lolled to the side. Jill legdropped Summer across the abs. She rolled onto Summer and hooked her legs. Ref Rebecca dropped to her knees to make the count.
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Rebecca raised Jill's arm in victory, Jill stood up and bowed to the crowd. Jill flexed her biceps and placed her right foot on summer's chest. She stared down at Summer and laughed, she felt disappointed to fight such an unworthy opponent, and hoped that next time her next match would be more of a challenge. “Come back when you gain some skills and muscles, loser.” Jill said and kicked her in the ribs. Jill turned and walked towards the apron, she dropped down and rolled out of the ring. She stopped when she saw Dara Torres running down the entrance ramp, Jill crouched down into a wrestler's stance, Dara closed the gap and leaped forward raising her arm at her side. Jill caught her around the waist in midair and slammed her onto the floor. Jill dragged her to her feet by the hair, she grabbed the back of Dara's head and bashed her face against the corner post.
Ref Rebecca rolled out of the ring, she stepped in between Dara and Jill, for her efforts she received a punch to the jaw from Jill. Dara kneed Jill in the groin, Jill laughed at Dara and slapped her across the face. Dara and Jill exchanged kicks and punches to the chest and abs. Jill dropped Dara to her knees with a vicious right hook.
Five female security guards rushed to ringside, it took four of them to subdue Jill, they grabbed her by the arms and wrists. The fifth guard pinned Dara's arms behind her back. Jill broke free and slammed her right fist into Dara's chin. The security guards pulled out their tasers and prodded Jill in the back, she backed away and ran up the ramp towards the backstage area. Dara rolled into the ring and dragged Summer to the ropes. Dara rolled out of the ring and lifted Summer into her arms, she walked towards the back, cradling Summer in her toned arms. Dara promised Dara that she would make Jill answer for her actions.
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Dara Torres vs Hollie Mangold
Dara stood in the center of the ring, dressed in a pink swimsuit, she waited for her opponent next to referee Christy Resendes. She folded her arms across her chest and tapped her bare foot. The overhead lights dimmed.
Hollie walked out on the entrance stage, dressed in a blue tshirt and red shorts. She pointed down at Dara and laughed, she strolled down the entrance ramp and stopped just outside the ring. She rolled into the ring and rose to her feet. Hollie crouched down into a sumo wrestlers stance and beckoned at Dara.
Dara took two steps back. Her heart raced in her chest, Hollie was much bigger than she expected, Dara hesitated and backed into the corner. She had her doubts about facing such a massive mountain of power. She flinched when Hollie ran towards her. Dara covered her arms over her face.
Hollie slammed her full weight against Dara as she stood trapped in the corner. Dara dropped to her knees from the impact. Hollie slammed her right knee into Dara's chest, she slammed her left knee into her chin. Hollie wrapped her thick hands around Dara's throat and lifted her into the air, she unwrapped her left hand, and chokeslammed Dara out of the ring, Dara crashed hard to the concrete floor. Hollie climbed to the top turnbuckle of the southeast corner post. She leaped off and landed a devastating belly flop across Dara's abs. She got to her feet and dragged Dara to her feet by her hair. She lifted Dara into her arms and rammed her back against the corner post. Dara grunted as her back collided with the steel post. She landed on the floor with a loud thud.
Hollie dragged a limp Dara to her feet, she tossed Dara into the ring over the top rope. Dara landed with a heavy thud onto the mat. Hollie climbed onto the ring apron, she stepped over the top rope into the ring. Hollie stood over Dara, she legdropped Dara across her abs. Hollie stood up and sat down hard on Dara's chest. Ref Christy dropped to her knees to make the count.
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Christy raised Hollie's arm in victory, Hollie stayed sitting on Dara's chest, she stared down at Dara and spit in her face. Hollie stood up, Kicking Dara in the side as she rose to her feet. Hollie placed her right foot on Dara's chest. Hollie ripped off her tshirt, underneath she was wearing a red bikini top. She popped a double biceps pose. She smiled and waved to the crowd. She turned and walked towards the ropes, she stepped through the ropes and walked up the entrance ramp. She stood on the entrance stage and stared back at Dara, she smirked and laughed at her fallen opponent.
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Gillian Mounsey vs Hayley Brylewski
When she first received the news that she would be facing Hayley in a wrestling match, Gillian sat in her dressing room at a loss for words. She was already prepared for the match dressed in her wrestling outfit, a green bikini that showed off her well-built body from her baseball biceps to her rock hard calves. She stood up when she heard her name called over the intercom, as she exited her dressing room she wondered why she had to face Hayley, they had been friends for years, and now this. She walked down the carpeted hallway of the UFWL backstage area towards the ring area, she reached the thick red velvet curtains that separated the staging area from the ring area. When she heard her name called again, this time from the arena loud speakers, she stepped through the curtains and was met with a chorus of cheers. The men in the audience stood up and whistled and catcalled at her, the women in the crowd clapped their approval. Gillian raised her hands over her head, gyrating her hips as she began to walk down the entrance ramp. She came to a stop at the bottom of the ramp, she ran her hands up and down her washboard abs, causing the crowd to roar in excitement. She smiled and waved to the crowd as she climbed onto the ring apron, she stepped through the ropes and walked to the center of the ring. She was met by the referee, Christy Resendes, clad in her referee's bikini. Gillian turned and leaned against the northwest corner of the ring, the post closest to the right side of the entrance ramp.
The overhead lights went completely dark, when they came back on a minute later, Hayley was standing at the top of the ramp, pushing a wheel barrow in front of her. She was dressed in her favorite wrestling outfit, a tiny weeny black bikini that showcase almost every inch of her statuesque body. Her rock hard biceps and chiseled abs were the envy of every woman in the audience. She spoke into the mouthpiece on her headset as she descended the ramp. “Gillian, tonight is your lucky night.” Hayley said, approaching the ring apron. “You have privilege of facing me in a 2 out of 3 falls match. Whether or not you walk away after the match is up to you.” Hayley climbed the ring steps and ascended the northeast corner post and crouched down on the top turnbuckle.
Gillian began to approach her opponent, the ref Christy stepped in front of her blocking her way. She told Gillian to wait for the bell. Gillian pointed her finger at Hayley, she raised it into a one fingered salute. Hayley growled at Gillian and leaped off the turnbuckle, she stuck her feet forward and caught Gillian in the pecs with a dropkick, knocking her foe to the mat. Gillian was quick to respond, as the starting bell dinged. She rolled to her feet, launching herself forward she slammed her right arm across Hayley's chest, landing a vicious clotheslines on her. Gillian dragged Hayley to her feet by her long dark hair. She bent Hayley forward, driving her knee into her foe's chest. Gillian led Hayley into the southwest corner of the ring, and leaned her against the turnbuckle. She began to pummel Hayley with a combination of punches and knees to the abs. Hayley grunted as each strike found it's mark. “Privilege you called this, it's more like a warm up exercise.” Gillian said, balling her fists together over her head.
Hayley saw her opening, she sprang from the corner and slammed her right forearm across Gillian's throat, causing her to drop to her knees gasping for air. Hayley slammed her knee into Gillian's chin, knocking her onto her back. Before Gillian could get to her feet, Hayley was straddling her body, knees on either side of her waist, hands wrapped around her throat. Gillian Slammed her fists into Hayley's temple, causing her to release her grip. She rolled to her feet and wrapped her arms around Hayley's waist, locking her in a tight bearhug. Hayley jabbed her thumbs into Gillian's eyes, freeing herself from the hold. “You stupid bimbo, you're not going to make me tap.” Hayley said, punching Gillian in the abs. “What are you thinking?” Hayley grabbed Gillian and lifted her overhead like a barbell.
Gillian responded by reversing the move into a reverse ddt, slamming Hayley's head onto the canvas. She rolled onto Hayley, hooking her legs underneath her knees. Ref Christy dropped to her knees to make the pin count. Christy's hand slapped the canvas three times. Gillian rose to her feet., hopping up and down celebrating her first pinfall
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Second Fall
Gillian and Hayley rested on stools in their respective corners, they were breathing hard, sweat rolling down their finely muscled bodies. She wondered how she would get the second win pinfall of the match, Hayley was stronger than she expected. She stared across the ring at Hayley, She took a sip form her water cup and poured the rest over her head. Slowly rising to her feet, she approached the center of the ring. Ref Christy approached Gillian, patting her down for foreign objects, while Gillian was distracted, Hayley's manager, Tonya Knight, slipped a pair of brass knuckles into Hayley's bikini bottom.
Hayley smiled as she stood up, she strutted towards Gillian, pushing the ref Christy out of her way. “You better be ready for round two, cause now I'm going to stop holding back.” Hayley extended her hand towards Gillian, Gillian grabbed her hand and shook it. Hayley laughed and pulled Gillian closer. She slammed her elbow into Gillian's chin, Gillian stumbled backwards as the strike found it's mark. Hayley lurched forward, wrapping her hands around Gillian's throat, she dragged her for to the southeast corner of the ring. Hayley slammed her into the corner, she released Gillian's throat, and hooked her arms over the top rope. Hayley pummeled Gillian's chest and abs with several punches and kicks.
Gillian fought to free her arms, she managed to unhook her right arm, she slammed her fist into Hayley's chin, Hayley stood there laughing, she was unfazed by Gillian's strike. Hayley slapped Gillian across the face, and wrapped her hands around her throat. Hayley dragged her out of the corner, and hiptossed her to the mat. She stood over Gillian and laughed. She dragged her to her feet, she bent her over and ddt'ed her head onto the mat. Hayley laid across Gillian, ref Christy dropped to her knees to make the count.
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… Gillian weakly lifted her right shoulder off the mat before the three count. Hayley rose to her knees and pounded the mat with her fists. She stood up and stomped her feet. Tonya Knight climbed onto the ring apron and shouted at the ref, Christy approached Tonya, ordering her off the apron. When the ref's back was turned, Hayley shoved her right hand down her bikini bottoms and slipped the brass knuckle onto her hand. Gillian slowly got to her feet, she staggered around the ring not sure which direction was which, Hayley walked up to Gillian from behind and tapped her on the shoulder. As Gillian spun around, Hayley slammed her brass knuckled right fist into Gillian's chin. Gillian dropped to the mat like a sack of potatoes.
Hayley slipped off the brass knuckles and tossed them over the ring. Tonya climbed off the apron and acted like everything was normal. Ref Christy turned away from Tonya and back towards the action. Hayley rolled Gillian onto her stomach, she sat down on her back, and applied a camel clutch on Gillian. Hayley pulled back on Gillian's chin, causing her opponent to scream in pain. Gillian tried to break free, but Hayley was holding on steady. Gillian slapped the side of Hayleys left leg, signaling her submission. Hayley released the hold, she stood up and walked to her corner.
Ref Christy crouched down to check on Gillian. “Can you continue the match.” Christy asked.
Gillian slowly staggered to her feet, she nodded her head and walked to her corner for the five minute rest period.
Third Fall
Hayley sneered at Gillian from her corner, she had her opponent where she wanted her. Now all she had to do was finish the job and get the final pinfall. “This is going to be too easy.” Hayley told Tonya. “Let's make sure she doesn't mount a comeback.”
“I'll distract the ref if I have to.” Tonya said. She patted Hayley on the back and gave her a sip of water.
The bell rang signaling the start of the third fall, Hayley stood up and approached the center of the ring. Gillian staggered on her feet as she approached Hayley. Hayley folded her arms across her chest and leered at Gillian. “You won't beat me this time.” Gillian said. She clenched her fists, and shook them at Hayley.
Hayley lunged forward, Gillian sidestepped her and slammed the heel of her left foot into the small of Hayley's back. Hayley dropped to her knees, Gillian wrapped her right arm around Hayley's throat. Hayley grabbed onto Gillian's left wrist and pried it form around her throat. She elbowed Gillian in the abs repeatedly until Gillian fell to her knees. Hayley stood up and kneed Gillian in the chin. Gillian lay on her back, her breath heavy and slow. Hayley elbow dropped Gillian in the chest. She laid over Gillian and hooked her leg. Christy dropped t her knees to make the count.
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… Gillian raised her left shoulder just before Christy could finish the count. Hayley leaped to her feet, she slammed the heel of her right foot down on Gillian' abs. Gillian grabbed Hayley by her ankles and pulled her off her feet, she slowly got to her feet and flipped Hayley into a sharpshooter. Ref Christy crouched down by Hayley's face. “Do you give, Hayley.” Christy asked. Hayley shook her head no and pushed her hands onto the mat.
Tonya jumped onto the ring apron and shouted at Gillian. She turned and slapped her own rear, taunting Gillian. “Come and get me, you stupid little girl.” Tonya raised her middle finger at Gillian and laughed. Gillian released Hayley and approached Tonya. She glared at tonya, asking her her her problem was. As ref Christy was about to interject, Hayley clutched her left knee and screamed in agony. Christy turned to check on Hayley.
As Gillian approached Tonya, Tonya grabbed the sides of Gillian's head and leaped off the ring apron slamming Gillian's throat against the top rope. Gillian bounced off the rope and landed on her back. Tonya reached through the ropes and dragged Gillian out of the ring by her ankles. Tonya lifted Gillian onto her shoulders, she powerbombed her onto the steel steps. Gillian grunted as she struck the steps, she clutched her back. Tonya reached under the apron and pulled out an aerosol can, she leaned over Gillian and sprayed her in the eyes with hair spray. Tonya slammed the can over Gillian's head and threw the can to the floor. Tonya dragged Gillian to her feet and whipped her into the ring.
As Gillian lay sprawled out by the ropes, Hayley smiled and halted her facade. She stood up and approached Gillian. She dragged Gillian to her feet, and shoved her head between her knees. With her strength waning, Gillian managed to reverse the move and flip Hayley over her head and onto her back. Gillian dropped to her knees, her strength almost gone, she barely managed to roll Hayley onto her stomach. Gillian straddled Hayey's back, she grabbed Hayley's arms and placed her right knee into the small of Hayley's back. Gillian pulled hard on Hayley's arms, causing her to shriek in pain. Gillian was bleeding from a cut on her forehead, where Tonya had struck her with the aerosol can. Gillian's vision was growing hazier and hazier. If she didn't finish Hayley now, she would be in for a world of hurt.
Hayley had had enough, she screamed her submission at the top of her lungs. “I submit, I submit. Ref Christy called for the bell, and Gillian released the hold and slumped to the ground. Christy raised Gillian's arm in victory.
Tonya stormed into the ring, she broke into a run and charged at Gillian. Christy speared Tonya to the mat, she dragged Tonya to her feet and whipped her hard into the ropes. Tonya sailed over the ropes and landed on the concrete floor with a loud thud. Tonya laid spread eagle in front of the announcer's table.
Gillian staggered to her feet, she grabbed Hayley by the wrists and dragged her towards the north side of the ring. Gillian rolled out of the ring and pulled Hayley out onto the concrete floor, she managed to drag Hayley to her feet and slammed her into the wheel barrow. Gillian clasped the handles and pushed the wheel barrow up the ramp. She pushed the wheel barrow into the back until she reached the loading dock. She approached the edge of the loading dock and tipped the wheel barrow over, sending Hayley falling into the dumpster. With her last ounce of strength gone, Gillian fell to her knees, as she fell she threw out her hands and clutched the edge of the dumpster to keep herself from falling in. She stared down at Hayley, laying atop a pile of garbage bags and rubbish. Gillian smiled and crawled to her dressing room on her hands and knees. “That will teach her.” Gillian said.
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Jill Mills vs Chrissy Zmilewski
Jill stood in the center of the ring, dressed in a black bikini, she was staring Chrissy in the eyes. She smiled and laughed at her opponent. Chrissy, dressed in a blue bikini, clenched her fists at her side. She would show Jill that she was messing with the wrong woman. Chrissy backed away and popped a side biceps pose, her ripped biceps bulging and swelling. She stared at Jill and smiled. “How about these biceps, Jill.”
Jill covered her hand over her mouth to stifle a yawn. “Sweetie, you're not even in my league.” Jill popped a double biceps pose, her biceps bulged and swelled. She smiled as Chrissy stepped back in awe of her massive arms. “No need to be scared, when this match is over, you'll be too tired to care.” Jill kissed each of her biceps, she dropped her arms to her side and approached Chrissy. Jill reached out her hands and wrapped them around Chrissy's throat. Jill lifted her into the air, Chrissy's legs flailed as she tried to find her footing. Jill slammed Chrissy into the southwest corner of the ring, Chrissy grunted as her back struck the top turnbuckle. Jill pummeled Chrissy in the abs with a flurry of punches and knees, she grabbed her by the chin. Jill lifted Chrissy into the air and chokeslammed her in the center of the ring.
Jill stood over Chrissy, she folded her arms across her chest. She stared down at her prone form and laughed. The crowd erupted into a chorus of boos. Jill smirked at the crowd, she leaned down and dragged Chrissy to her knees. She slammed her right fist into Chrissy's chin. She grabbed her by the throat with her left hand, and slapped her across the face. Jill threw Chrissy over her shoulders, she paraded around the ring, she smiled at the crowd and threw Chrissy onto her knee. Jill pressed down on Chrissy's throat and knees. Chrissy moaned weakly as she tried to lift her arms. The referee Beth Horn crouched down by Chrissy.
“Do you give, Chrissy?” Beth said. “It would be in your best interest, you can't beat Jill.”
Chrissy weakly nodded her head and moaned her submission. Jill shoved her to the mat. Beth raised Jill's arm in victory. Jill stood up and placed her foot on Chrissy's back and dug her heel into the small of her back. Chrissy screamed in agony. Jill laughed and raised her foot off her back. She dragged Chrissy to her feet, Jill lifted Chrisy over her head, she ran towards the north set of ring ropes and tossed Chrissy out of the ring, Chrissy slammed nto the entrance ramp with a loud thud. Jill climbed out of the ring and approached her fallen foe. Jill threw Chrissy over her shoulder and walked up the entrance ramp. She stopped when she reached the top of the ramp. Jill tossed Chrissy off the edge of the ramp, Chrissy slammed down onto a table, she lay among the pieces of broken table whimpering. Jill flexed a double biceps pose and turned and walked to the back, laughing at Chrissy's painful defeat.
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Alundra Blayze vs Luna Vachon.
Alundra walked down to the ring dressed in a blue sports bra with white stars and a red and white striped pair of shorts. She ran down the ramp and leaped into the ring. Alundra raised her fists over her head. Around her waist the old WWF Women's Championship belt. She decided to put the title on the line against Luna Vachon for old time's sake. Luna had accepted and the match was ordered. Alundra removed the belt and handed it to referee Lita.
The lights dimmed overhead, Luna walked out onto the stage, dressed in a black leather leotard. She walked down the ramp and ran towards the ring, she slid under the bottom rope and leaped to her feet. She growled at Alundra, she sneered and pointed at her foe. Luna grabbed the belt from Lita's hands and held it over her head.
Alundra stood with her hands on her hips staring at Luna, she broke into a run and dropkicked Luna in the chest, knocking the belt out of Luna's hands and felling to the ground. She grabbed Luna's wrist and pulled her to her feet. Luna kneed Alundra in her abs, she bent her over and slammed her elbow down onto her back. Alundra fell face first onto the mat. Luna grabbed Alundra's ankle and flipped her over into a boston crab. She leaned back, applying pressure to the hold. Alundra screamed in agony, she reached for the ropes, but they were too close to the center of the ring.
Luna leaned back even farther, Alundra's screams were music to her ears. She smiled as Alundra's screams grew louder. She released the hold, and stomped the back of Alundra's left knee. Luna grabbed Alundra's hair and dragged her to her feet. She whipped Alundra towards the north set of ring ropes, Alundra reached out and grabbed the top rope. She bounced off the ropes and ran at Luna, she leaped into the air and slammed into Luna with her right forearm. Luna slammed onto her back with a loud thud. Alundra climbed the southwest corner turnbuckles. She jumped off the top turnbuckle, Luna raised her knees to her chest as Alundra came sailing down.
Alundra bounced off Luna's knees and crashed hard onto her back. Luna got to her feet, she placed the heel of her right foot on Alundra's chest. She crouched down and wrapped her hands around Alundra's throat. Alundra grabbed Luna's wrist. Luna dragged Alundra to her feet by the throat. She shouted and lifted her opponent off her feet. Alundra's feet dangled inches above the ring canvas, she caught Luna in the ribs with her right knee. Luna released her gri on Alundra's throat, dropping her to the mat.
Alundra slammed down onto her bottom, she leaned forward and grabbed Luna's ankles. Luna reached down and back handed Alundra across the face. She kneed Alundra in the chin, sending her falling onto her back. Luna was on top of Alundra, straddling her body, knees on either side of her waist. Alundra tried to squirm free, but Luna wrapped her legs around Alundra's waist, she pressed the palms of her hands down on Alundra's abs.
Alundra groaned as she shoved Luna off of her body. Alundra staggered to her feet. Luna was quick to her feet, she crept up behind Alundra and locked her in a full nelson hold. Luna suplexed Alundra onto her back in the center of the ring, she stood up and pounded her own chest with her fists. She tipped her head back and howled like a wolf. Luna bent down and dragged Alundra to her feet. She lifted Alundra onto her shoulders and ran towards the south ring ropes, she tossed Alundra over the top ropes. Alundra sailed through the air and slammed down onto the announcer's table and splitting it in half. Alundra lay amongst the pile of broken table. Luna rolled out of the ring and grabbed Alundra's ankles dragging her towards the ring. She raised Alundra onto her feet and whipped her back into the ring.
Alundra clutched the sides of her head. She weakly pushed herself to her feet, she stumbled around te ring. Luna rolled into the ring and ran towards Alundra, she grabbed her by the hair and flipped her over her shoulders. Luna stood over Alundra, she dropped down onto her knees and placed her hands on Alundra's shoulders. Lita dropped to her knees to make the count.
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Zap vs Hulk Hogan
Cameras flashed in the press room. At the press table sat Zap, Hulk, and head ref Denise Austin. Denise stood up and approached the podium. “Greetings, and today we discuss the details of the Zap vs Hogan match. Both competitors have agreed to a cage match for the ultimate bragging rights. Zap challenged Hogan to such a match two months ago, and Hogan has graciously accepted. I can say they have been training hard since that day, and it's going to show tonight. First let me introduce you to Zap.”
Raye 'Zap' Hollitt stood up and approached the podium, dressed in a red tank top and blue jeans, her muscular arms swinging at her side. She gripped the sides of the podium and leaned towards the microphone. “Tonight, I will face Hogan in a steel cage, and I'm going to show him, who is strongest between us.” Zap smiled at the audience, they snapped pics and cheered. “Hulk is going to learn first hand the power of a strong wo-”
Hulk leaped out of his seat and lunged at the podium, he grabbed the microphone and pulled it from it's holder. “Just a minute, sweetheart. No woman will ever beat me. And you're going to feel these 24 inch pythons run wild on you.” Hulk said and flexed a double biceps pose. He stood nose to nose with Zap. “So what cha gonna do, Zapster.”
Zap grabbed the microphone and snatched it from Hulk's hand. “You'll know when I'm standing over your limp body, and all you can hear is the ref's hand slapping the mat for the three count.” Zap dropped the microphone and flexed a most muscular pose, her delts flared and biceps swelled. Hulk took two steps back. “Don't be nervous, Hulk. I'll be gentle in the ring.” Zap smiled as she moved into a side chest pose.
Hulk smirked, he reached forward and grabbed Zap by the shoulders. “It's time for you to humble yourself.” Hulk shoved Zap into the podium, both she and the podium tumbled to the ground. Two large muscular female security guards rushed Hulk, they grabbed him by the arms to restrain him. They dragged him towards the door, he kicked and screamed demanding to be released. “We'll settle this in the ring. There will be blood.”
Later That Night
Zap paced back and forth behind the entrance curtain, she was dressed in her American Gladiator's outfit. Her match with Hulk was next, she went over last minute strategies in her mind, if she wanted to beat Hogan she would need to rely on her stamina. Zap clasped her hands together, she wondered if she made the right choice by challenging Hogan. She heard her name announced over the loudspeaker, she inhaled a deep breath and let it out as she stepped through the curtain.
The crowd stood on their feet, pumping their fists and chanting Zap's name as she stood on the entrance stage. Smoke billowed out of hidden vents beneath her feet, she clenched her fists and raised them over her head, it sent the crowd into a frenzy. Zap emerged from the smoke and walked down the ramp, when she reached the bottom she come to a stop. She bowed and waved to the crowd as she climbed onto the apron and stepped through the top and middle ropes. Zap tied her hair into a ponytail and flexed her biceps for the crowd, ref Denise Austin applauded Zap's impressive physique.
“And her opponent, Hulk Hogan.” Denise said.
The lights in the arena dimmed, when they came back on, Hulk stood at the top of the entrance ramp, dressed in yellow boots and speedo, and a yellow tank top that read Hulk Rules. Hulk grabbed the collar of his tank top and ripped it down the middle, he spun the shirt over his head and threw it into the crowd. He raised his right hand by his ears and listened to the audience shout 'Hulk rules' over and over again. He walked down the entrance ramp, he pointed up towards the ceiling where the cage was suspended. Hulk rolled into the ring under the bottom rope, he sneered at Zap as he approached her. “I hope you took your vitamins and said your prayers, cause once the match begins, there's no turning back.” Hulk said as the cage descended from the ceiling hooked onto four metal chains.
The cage settled over the ring, the set up crew unhooked the chains from the cage. Denise walked up to the cage door, she nudged it gently, the door was secured by a chain and padlock. She walked to the center of the ring and motioned at Zap and Hogan. They both took their place beside the ref. “Remember, only when your feet touch the outside floor will you be declared the winner. Let's get it on.” Denise said and called for the bell. She moved out of the way.
Zap stood with hands on her hips. She looked around the ring, her heart raced in her chest. There was no way out except over the cage. She turned her gaze towards Hogan, he was rubbing his hands together and glaring at her. She took a few steps back. Hogan broke into a run and charged Zap, she stepped to her right and slammed her left foot into Hogan's rear. Hogan staggered and slammed against the south cage wall. Zap ran up behind Hogan, she rammed her right shoulder against his chest as he turned to face her.. Hogan fell backwards the back of his head banged against the cage wall. Zap cautiously approached Hogan, she leaned down and dragged him to his feet by his wrists. “On your feet, Hulkster. Show me what you got.” Zap said and leaned Hogan in the southwest corner of the ring.
Hogan lunged forward, he slammed his right forearm across Zap's chest. Zap slammed down hard onto her back. Hogan raised his right foot and slammed it down on Zap's abs, he reached down and dragged her to her feet by her hair. He slammed his left fist into her chest, and then pounded her in the abs with his right knee. He grabbed her wrist and whipped her into the south cage wall. Zap bounced off the ropes and ran at Hogan, she leaped into the air and drop kicked him in the chest. Hogan slammed onto his back, he rolled and jumped to his feet. Hogan stared at Zap as she got to her feet, he flexed his left bicep and smiled at Zap. “The pythons are revving up, Zapster. You better be ready.” Hogan said and pointed at her.
Zap crouched down, she propelled herself forward and speared Hogan onto his back. She grabbed his ankles and flipped him onto his stomach in a boston crab. Zap leaned back as far as she could, Hogan screamed as pain shot up his back, he pounded the mat with his fists. Zap smiled and leaned back farther, she knew she couldn't win by submission but she would do everything she could to weaken her foe. Zap released the hold and approached the south cage wall. She grabbed the bars and began to climb the cage wall.
Hogan stumbled to his feet, when he saw Zap on the cage wall, he leaped to his feet and lunged towards the wall. Zap had barely made it up halfway when Hogan grabbed her around the waist. He yanked her off the wall and suplexed her to the mat. Hogan got to his feet, his stood over Zap's head, he leaped into the air and slammed his right leg across Zap's chest. Hogan rolled to his feet. He crouched down by Zap's face, he grabbed her by the throat and dragged her to her feet. Hogan threw Zap over the the back of his shoulders, he strutted around the ring while applying a torture rack on Zap.
The crowd got to their feet, Zap's name echoed throughout the arena. The chant gave Zap strength, she reversed the hold into a ddt, she slammed Hogan's head onto the mat. Zap leaped to her feet, she stood over Hogan and flexed her biceps, the crowd was whipped into a frenzy by Zap's showboating. It was a mistake Hogan would never let her forget. Hogan leaped to his feet, he wrapped his 24inch arms around Zap's waist and squeezed her hard. Zap's arms were pinned to her side, she tried to wiggle free, but Hogan's grip was too powerful. Hogan smiled as Zap began to moan, he squeezed her even tighter, her head drooped to the side. Hogan bodyslammed Zap onto her back.
Hogan stomped his feet on the mat, he flexed his biceps and looked out to he crowd, he was working himself into a Hulkamania frenzy. Zap staggered to her feet and clenched hr hands into fists, she raised her fists in front of her face and approached Hogan. Zap slammed her right fist into Hogan's chest, Hogan seemed unfazed by the strike and continued to shake and shimmy. Zap slammed her left fists into Hogan's chin, Hogan laughed it off. Zap swung her right fist at Hogan's face. He grabbed her wrist and shook his head. Hogan grabbed Zap and lifted her into a vertical suplex position. He slammed her onto her back with a devastating powerslam. Hogan stood over Zap, flexing his biceps. He crouched down and slammed his right fist into Zap's abs. Hogan turned and approached the north cage wall. He began to climb the cage wall.
Zap pushed herself to her feet, she stumbled towards the wall where Hogan was climbing. She ran towards him and rammed her left shoulder into the small of his back. Hogan lost his grip and fell to the mat. Zap grabbed Hogan's hair and dragged him to his feet. She shoved his head between her knees and moved him into a pildriver position. Zap plopped down onto her rear, slamming the top of Hogan's head onto the mat. She rose to her feet and approached the north cage wall and began to climb up. Hogan rolled onto his stomach and crawled towards the north ropes, he pulled himself to his feet and mounted the cage wall beside Zap.
Zap slammed her right elbow into Hogan's side, Hogan slammed his left elbow into Zap's chin. Zap slid down the cage wall, she kept her footing and slammed Hogan's face against the cage. “This is my cage, Hogan. You're about to be zapped.” Zap said and slammed her fist into Hogan's chin. He down the cage wall and fell to the mat. Hogan was on his feet again, Zap neared the top rim of the cage. Hogan ran towards the northeast corner and climbed to the top turnbuckle. He leaped up and grabbed the rim of the cage. He pulled himself up just as Zap had pulled herself on top of the cage rim. Zap stood and slowly approached her foe, Hogan was kneeling on the rim holding on as tight as he could.
Hogan glared at Zap as she approached him, he waiting patiently. When she reached him, he swung his left fist into her abs. Hogan realized his mistake when Zap stumbled backward and dropped down to the padded foam floor on the outside of the ring. Denise called for the bell declaring Zap the winner of the match. Hogan climbed down off the cage and dropped to his feet outside the ring. Hogan approached Zap, he stared down at her prone form. He nodded his head and helped Zap to her knees. He grabbed her left wrist and raised it over her head in victory.
The crowd chanted Zap's name repeated, Groggily, Zap got to her feet with Hogan's help. Hogan Flexed his biceps at his side. Zap leaned in and kissed his right bicep and then the left. Zap dropped to her knees at Hogan's feet and kissed him on the abs. Hogan nodded and smiled at the crowd. Hogan dropped to his knees and grabbed Zap by the chin, he leaned in and kissed Zap on the mouth. Hogan bent down and licked Zap's six pack washboard abs. Zap leaned down and kissed Hogan's groin. Hogan groaned and got to his feet. He lifted Zap into his arms and cradled her. He got to his feet and walked up the entrance ramp, he walked through the curtains and walked to Zap's dressing room. He opened the door and went inside, slamming the door shut behind him. Hogan dropped Zap onto her futon mattress and climbed on top of her. “My 10inch python is about to run wild inside you, so whatcha gonna do, Zap.” Hogan said as he ripped Zap's costume off her sweat drenched and chiseled body. Hogan ripped off his shorts and left his boots.
“Give me every inch of it, you're about to be zapped.” Zap said and ran her hands over Hogan's muscular pecs. That night neither Zap or Hogan got any sleep.
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Sarah Dunlap vs Cory Everson
Sarah sat on the sofa in her dressing room. Dressed in a black bikini and blue overalls. Her hair was tied in a single braid that ran down the back of her neck. She was scheduled for a match with Cory Everson, one of her bodybuilding idols. Tonight, she told herself that she would pour every ounce of strength into her match. There was a lot on the line for Sarah, mostly a matter of pride. Sarah heard a knock on the door, she stood up and walked to the door.
Cory was on the other side of the door, dressed in a blue bikini, her six Miss Olympia medals hung around her neck. “What's going on, are you ready for our match tonight, you know it's a Falls Count Anywhere match.” Cory leaned against the door frame and folded her arms across her chest. “If you're not on your a game, I'll going to have to put you down.”
Rachel Mclish approached Cory. “And I'll be your ref for the match.” She was dressed in a black and white striped bikini.
“Yes. I'm ready and tonight you're only going to feel pain.” Sarah said poking Cory's pecs with her index finger. Cory slapped Sarah across the cheek. Sarah stumbled back a few steps. “What the hell was that for?”
“Don't poke me, I don't like it.” Cory said and stomped towards Sarah and grabbed her by the throat with both hands. “Why don't we make a little wager, I'll put my medals on the line and you put up $10,000, it will be fun.”
“Alright, I accept your bet. Those medals are as good as mine.” Sarah crouched down to her knees. Her massive chiseled body glistened with baby oil. “Bring it on.”
Rachel called for the starting bell. Cory rushed Sarah and rammed into her with her right shoulder. Sarah fell back onto the sofa, Cory leaped on Sarah and slammed her fists into Sarah's abs. Cory grabbed Sarah by her braid and dragged her off the sofa. She slammed Sarah's face against the door. Cory led her out into the hallway and whipped her into the wall.
Sarah rolled to her feet and ran at Cory, she knocked her foe to the ground with a running clothesline. Sarah dragged Cory to her feet and led her towards a large set of double doors. She led Cory into the UFWL gymnasium. Sarah lifted Cory onto her shoulders. She ran towards the boxing ring and slammed Cory's back into the steel corner post.
Cory grunted as she thudded to the foam rubber padding around the ring. She got to her feet and elbowed Sarah in the abs. She wrapped her arm's around Sarah's waist, she suplexed her to the floor. Cory got to her feet and approached the weight racks, she picked up a 25lb dumbbell and walked over towards Sarah. She raised the dumbbell over her head and slammed it down on Sarah's abs.
Sarah grabbed the dumbbell for Cory and slammed it against Cory's right ankle. Cory dropped down onto her knees and clutched her right ankle. Sarah got to her feet and grabbed Cory by the chin with right hand and uppercutted her with her left. Sarah stomped down hard on Cory's right ankle. Cory screamed in agony as Sarah stomped on her injured ankle a second and third time. Sarah dragged Cory to her feet and whipped her into the boxing ring. Sarah reached under the ring and pulled out two pairs of black boxing gloves, she threw one pair into thr ring and placed the other pair over her hands. She rolled into the ring and raised her fists in front of her face. Cory got to her feet and placed the gloves over her hands. “Let's box for a while, and see who has the stronger punch.” Sarah said and approached the center of the ring.
“I'll knock you the hell out.” Cory said as she approached Sarah. “Put up your dukes.” Cory raised her fists in front of her chest. “Hit me if you can.”
Sarah responded by slamming her right fist into Cory's abs. Sarah slammed her left fist into Cory's forehead. Cory dropped to her knees, Sarah uppercutted Cory in the chin with her right fist. Cory landed on her back, and grunted as she fell. She groggily got to her feet and backed into the southwest corner of the ring. She leaned her arms on the top rope, she gasped for air she tiried to catch her second win.
Sarah smiled and approached Cory, and swung her right fist at Cory's head. Cory ducked her head and landed a right jab to Sarah's chin. Cory answered with a left cross to Sarah's abs and a right hook to her pecs. Sarah staggered back and landed on her rear. Cory rushed at her and kneed her in the chin. She stomped on Sarah's abs and raised her hands over her head. She placed her left foot on Sarah's chest. Rachel dropped to her knees to make the count.
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Cory staggered back and bounced off the ropes, she ran at Sarah and leaped into the air, She knocked Sarah off her feet with a flying clothesline. Cory grabbed Sarah's ankles and flipped her over into a sharpshooter. Sarah screamed in agony as pain racked her knees. Cory leaned back applying more pressure to the hold. Sarah clenched her fists and pounded the mat, she tried to reach for the ropes but the tips of her fingers brushed the ropes. Tears rolled down Sarah's cheek, she tried to shut out the pain, she was growing weaker. She barely heard Rachel ask her if she wanted to give up. Sarah slapped the canvas three times signaling her submission.
Cory got to her feet as Rachel raised her arm in victory. Cory bent over Sarah and unbuttoned the shoulder straps of her overalls. Cory slid off Sarah's overalls and put over her own body. Cory stood over Sarah's limp body and flexed her biceps. Cory crouched down by Sarah's head. “Now cough up the money, loser.” Cory said and dragged Sarah to her feet. She shoved Sarah's head between her knees and piledrove Sarah's head to the mat. “So show me the money.” Cory dragged Sarah to the ring ropes, she rolled out of the ring and lifted Sarah into her arms and cradled her against her body. Cory walked out the gym and back down to Sarah's dressing room. Cory set Sarah on the ground and opened the door. Cory dragged Sarah into her room by the hair and shut the door behind her. Cory approached Sarah's dresser and opened the top left hand drawer. The drawer was filled with bundles of $100's and $50's, Cory took out a large stack of money and shoved it into the overall pockets. “Thanks, Sarah, maybe next time you challenge me, you'll put up a better fight.” Cory kicked Sarah in the abs as she left the dressing room.
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Dara Torres vs Summer Sanders
Dara walked to the ring, dressed in a black bikini. She climbed the ring steps and climbed between the ropes. She clenched her fists and raised them over her head. The crowd erupted into thunderous applause. Dara bowed to the crowd and climbed up the southeast corner post and stood on the top turnbuckle, she folded her arms across her chest. Her muscles glistened with sweat, she had ran a mile an hour before. Referee Tara Nott stood in the center of the ring.
Summer walked down the entrance ramp dressed in a blue leotard and a red swim cap, she flexed her biceps as she approached the ring, She rolled into the ring and jumped to her feet. She pointed at Dara, and held up three fingers on her other hand. “Come down, Dara, so I can beat you.” Summer said, and approached the corner.
Dara leaped off the turnbuckle and sailed towards Summer, she raised her right arm at her side and landed a vicious clothesline on Summer, knocking her on the mat. Dara wrapped her legs around Summer's throat and grabbed a chunk of her hair. Summer groaned as she clutched Dara's legs and tried to pry them from around her neck. Summer freed herself and leaped to her feet. She turned and kneed Dara in the chin.
Summer straddled Dara, she slammed her fists into Dara's chest. She grabbed Dara's hair and dragged her to her feet. She whipped Dara into the northwest corner of the ring. Summer ran towards Dara, and leaped off her feet, Dara ducked down and kneed Summer in the abs. Dara grabbed Summer's hair and slammed her to the mat. Dara crouched down and placed her knee across Summer's throat. Summer gasped for air as she tried to push Dara's knee off her throat. Dara leaned down and whispered in Summer's ear. “You can't resist my muscles. Give up and I'll go easy on you.”
Summer wrapped her hands around Dara's left knee and twisted it, Dara groaned as Summer shoved her to the mat. “No, I'm going to prove to you, I'm the stronger swimmer in the ring.” Summer rolled Dara onto her stomach and placed Dara's left ankle in an ankle lock. Dara screamed as she tried to pull her ankle free. Dara pounded the mat with her fists and crawled towards the ropes. Summer dragged her to the center of the ring, and stood up applying more pressure to the hold. “Give up, Dara.” Summer smiled as she twisted Dara's ankle. Dara clenched her fists and dragged them bot towards the ropes, Dara reached out and grabbed the bottom ropes. Summer released her ankle and stomped on the back of Dara's left knee.
Dara tripped Summer with her right leg, Summer stumbled and fell over the ropes and tumbled to the floor outside the ring. Dara pulled herself to her feet with the ropes, she limped with her left leg. She winced as she tried to walk on her left foot. Dara sat down to rest her leg. Summer slowly got to her feet and rolled back into the ring. Dara pulled herself to her feet and limped towards Summer. Summer leaped forward and kicked Dara in her left knee. Dara fell to her knees, Summer walked up behind her and placed Dara in a reverse headlock. Summer slammed Dara's head to the mat,
She laid over Dara. Tara dropped to her knees to make the count.
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Jill Mills ran down the entrance ramp, she climbed onto the apron and slammed her right fist into the back of Dara's left knee. Dara slipped and fell face first onto the mat. Summer rose groggily to her feet. She froze when she saw Jill standing on the apron. Jill smiled and pointed her finger at Summer. Jill jumped off the apron and walked around the ring staring at Summer. Jill padnlaced her hands on her hips and sneered.
Summer laid over Dara and hooked her left leg. Tara dropped to her knees to make the count.
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… 3. Tara raised Summer's arm in victory. Jill clapped mockingly and glared at Summer. Summer climbed out of the ring and ran up the ramp to get away. Jill rolled into the ring and approached Dara's prone body. Jill bent down and lifted Dara to her feet. She lifted Dara over her head and tossed her out of the ring. Jill rolled out under the bottom rope and dragged Dara to her feet. She lifted Dara onto her shoulders and powerbombed her on the foot of the entrance ramp. Jill laughed and stomped on Dara's left knee and walked to the back, leaving Dara clutching her lift knee in agony. Ref Tara went to check on Dara and motioned for the medic team. Two women walked out carrying a stretcher, they laid Dara on the stretcher and carried her towards the back.
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Kathy Derry and Deborah Khazei vs Bret and Owen Hart
Kathy and Deborah walked down the entrance ramp, dressed in purple bikinis, they hopped and skipped all the way to the ring, they rolled underneath the bottom rope and moved to the southwest corner of the ring. Kathy high fived her partner. Deborah took her place outside on the apron. Ref Kiana Tom stood in the center of the ring.
Bret and Owen Hart walked out from behind the curtains, dressed in their Hart Foundation uniforms, they strolled down the entrance ramps. They pulled off their leeather jackets and tossed them into the crowd. Bret removed his visor and handed it to a young woman in the audience. Owen tossed his visors into the crowd. They rolled into the ring, Owen took his place on the northeast corner apron of the ring. Bret approached the center of the ring. “Are you kidding me, I have fight some television aerobics instructor.” Bret said and spit on the mat.
Kathy crouched into a sumo wrestler's stance. “Don't treat me lightly, because I know some moves that will knock you on your ass.” Kathy said and approached Bret, she raised her hands over her head challenging Bret to a test of strength contest. Bret smiled and locked hands with Kathy. He pushed forward and forced Kathy against the ropes. Kathy kicked Bret in the abs, she shoved him onto his rear. Kathy bounced off the ropes and slammed her feet into Bret's chest.
Bret rolled to his feet, he ran at Kathy and grabbed her by the wrists, he whipped her towards the north set of ropes. As Kathy reached the ropes, Owen grabbed Kathy from the apron and held her against the ropes. He pinned her arms behind her back as Bret approached. Bret slammed his right fist into Kathy's abs. Kiana ordered Owen to release her, he ignored her as Bret slammed his left fist into Kathy's pecs. Kiana began a five count
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… Owen ran into the ring and stomped on Deb's head to break the pin. Owen dragged Deb to her feet by her hair, he lifted her over head and suplexed her to the mat. He moved back to the apron and slapped the top rope. Bret slowly got to his feet, he tagged Owen in and stepped onto the apron. Owen stepped into the ring and stood over Deb, he placed his right foot on Deb's throat. Deb grabbed Owen's ankle and tried to push it off.
Kathy ran into the ring, she rushed Owen and knocked him off his feet with a clothesline. Kathy rolled Owen onto his stomach and sat on his back, she placed him in a camel clutch. Deb staggered to her feet, she crouched down by Owen's head and slapped hm across the face. Owen slipped his arms free and shoved Kathy off his back. He got to his feet and wrapped his arms around Deb's waist. He squeezed her tight. Deb moaned as she tried to break the hold.
Kathy jumped onto Owen's back, she wrapped her arms around his throat. Owen walked backwards towards the southeast corner, he bashed Kathy into the turnbuckle. Kathy released him as she slumped into the corner.
Bret stepped off the apron and ran around the ring and approached the southeast corner. He jumped onto the apron and pinned Kathy's arms behind her back. Owen bodyslammed deb to the mat and approached Kathy, he kneed her in the abs and slapped her breasts. Kathy spit in Owen's eyes and freed her arms, she elbowed Bret in the abs and shoved him off the apron, Bret fell and banged his left knee on the steel steps as he landed, he clutched his left knee in pain. Kathy lifted Owen onto her shoulders and powerbombed him onto the mat. Deb staggered to her knees, she laid over Owen. Kiana dropped to her knees to make the count.
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3 Kiana called for the bell declaring Owen and Bret the victors. Bret got to his feet and clapped for Owen. Owen lifted Deb and Kathy onto his shoulders and tossed them over the ropes, Deb and Kathy slammed onto the floor around the ring. Owen climbed out of the ring and helped Bret to the back. Kiana rolled out of the ring and checked on the ladies. She helped Deb and Kathy to their feet , and lectured them as they walked towards the back
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Scott Hall and Kevin Nash vs Zap and Dallas
Zap and Dallas walked down the entrance ramp dressed in their American Gladiators outfits. They rolled into the ring and high fived each other. Zap popped a double bicep pose while Dallas performed a side chest pose. The crowd cheered their approval. Zap and Dallas walked to the southwest corner, Dallas stepped through the ropes and stood on the apron.
Hall and Nash walked out onto the entrance stage. “Hey Dallas.” Scott said. “Last time we tangoed you ended on the losing end. You're a fool for trying your luck again.” They walked down the ramp and rolled into the ring.
“Zap, don't think you have a chance against us. We've been in this business a long time. You better have the strength to go the distance, otherwise we'll dominate you.”
“I can take anything you throw at me. I'll show you why they call me Zap.” She stood nose to nose with Nash, she flexed a double biceps pose. Hall took his place on the apron in the northeast corner of the ring.
I want a clean fight.” said Referee Alundra Blayze. She called for the bell and the match began.
Zap backed away from Nash and kicked him in the side of the head. She went to kick him her her left leg, he grabbed her by the ankle and dragged her towards him. Nash slammed his forearm across her chest, she fell onto her back. Nash grabbed Zap's hair and dragged her to her feet, he slammed his right knee into her abs and whipped her into the northwest corner of the ring. He laid Zap against the turnbuckle, Hall walked along the apron and elbowed Zap's shoulder. Nash rammed his knee into her chest. Hall pinned Zap's arms behind her back, Nash pummeled Zap's abs with his fists and feet.
Zap slumped down in the corner from the onslaught of Nash's hard fists. She tried to wiggle her arms free but Hall had a firm grip on her wrists. Nash smiled and rammed his right elbow into her pecs. Zap moaned as Hall clutched her wrists tighter. Nash grabbed Zap by the throat ad lifted her into the air. Zap kneed Nash in the groin, causing him to release her and drop to his knees. Zap landed on her knees, she fell flat onto her face. She pushed herself to her feet and kneed Nash in the chin. Zap ran to the southeast corner where Dallas stood, Dallas reached her hand through the rope and tapped Zap on the shoulder. Dallas climbed in the ring and ran towards Nash, she leaped into the air and drop kicked him in the back.
Nash slammed down onto his face, he rolled onto his back and jumped to his feet. Dallas rushed at him, as she approached he stepped forward and stuck out his right forearm. His arm slammed against her chest and knocked Dallas onto her butt. Nash reached towards the ropes and tagged in Hall. Hall stepped between the ropes and grabbed Dallas by the hair, he dragged her to her feet. Hall slammed his left fist into Dallas' abs, he lifted her onto his shoulder and body slammed her to the mat.
Dallas laid spread eagle on her back. Hall placed his booted right foot on her chest. Ref Alundra drops to her knees to make the count.
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Dallas reverses the move into a reverse ddt and slams Nash' head to the floor. Zap knees Hall in the abs and places Hall in an abdominal stretch. Dallas grabs Hall's hair and rips out a small chunk of hair. Dallas shoves the hair down Hall's throat and slaps him on the cheeks. Nash slowly got to his feet, he reaches under the ring apron and pulls out a steel folding chair. He swings the chair at Dallas' head. Dallas turns and drops to her knees as the chair strikes her head. Zap ducks and releases Hall as Nash swings the chair at her head, the chair strikes Hall on his had, sending him falling to the floor.
Zap ducks under a second chair swing and punches Nash in the abs. Nash drops the chair and chases after Zap, Zap reaches the entrance ramp and crouches down onto one knee. Nash reaches her and lifts her onto his shoulders. Nash powerbombs Zap onto the steel steps. Zap clutches the back of her head and moans in agony. Nash claps his hands and walks back towards Dallas as she's slowly getting to her feet. “Hey Dallas. Time to take a little trip.” Nash lifts Dallas onto his left shoulder and jackknife powerbombs her through the announcer's table. Nash stands over Dallas and raises his hands over his head. He leans down and drags an unconscious Dallas to her feet. Hall gets to his feet and approaches Dallas, he grabs her by the chin and kisses her on the mouth.
“You got no hope to beat us.” Hall wrapped his arms around Dallas' waist and squeezed as tight as he could. Dallas moaned and groaned as she tried to wiggle free. Zap got to her feet and reached under the apron, and pulled out a steel baseball bat. Zap ran around the ring and raised the bat over her head. As she rounds the corner she charges at Nash and swings the bat at his right leg, she slams the bat against his right knee. Nash drops to one knee and screams as he clutches his injured knee. Hall releases Dallas and shoves her to the floor. Zap raises the bat over her head. Hall lunges forward and spears Zap to the floor. Hall grabs the bat and snatches it out of Zap's grip. He pressed the bat down on her throat, Zap gasped for air trying to push him off.
Dallas staggers to her feet and picks up the steel chair. She slams it down on Hall's back. Zap shoves Hall off and crawls to her feet. Zap and Dallas drag Hall to his feet and toss him into the ring over the top rope. As both ladies roll into the ring, Nash stumbles to his feet and grabs Zap's ankles. Dallas gets to her feet and lays over Hall. Alundra drops to her knees to make the count.
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Outside the ring, Nash shoves Zap's head between his knees. He raises her onto his right shoulder. Zap elbows Nash in the forehead and ddts his head to the floor. Zap rolls Nash onto his stomach and sits down on his back with a camel clutch. Nash gets to his knees with Zap still clinging to his back. He backs up into the ring post, slamming Zap against the steel post. Nash drags Zap to her feet and laid her on the ring apron.
Nash rolls into the ring and grabs Dallas' shoulders. He drags her to her feet and lifts her onto his shoulders. Dallas reverses the move into a hurricanrana, and slams Nash onto the mat. Hall gets to his feet and charges at Dallas, Dallas ducks under his arms and kicks him in the side of the head. Hall drops to his knees. Nash creeps up behind Dallas and locks her into a full nelson hold. Nash laughs and slams Dallas onto her rear, he kicked Dallas in the small of her back. Dallas grunted and clutched the small of her back. She staggered to her feet.
Zap pulled herself to her feet and held her arm out towards Dallas. Dallas walked towards her corner to tag in Zap. Hall grabbed her left ankle and dragged her off her feet. Dallas crawls towards the ropes, she stretched her arm out. Zap manages to tag in and storms into the ring, she kneed Hall in the ribs and lifts him over her head. She powerslams him to the mat and sits down on his chest. She wrapped her legs around his throat and squeezed tight. Nash got to his feet, Dallas rushed at Nash and clotheslined him over the top rope, she tumbled out of the ring with him. Dallas laid over Nash, he rolled her onto her stomach and sat down on her back, he grabbed her arms and placed his left knee in the center of her back. Dallas screamed in agony as he stood up applying more pressure to her back.
“Let go, before I have to use dirty tactics.” Dallas groaned as she tied to free her wrists. Nash ignored her and shoved her face against the floor. Nash stood up and stomped on Dallas' back. Nash rolled into the ring.
Zap and Hall locked their hands together in a test of strength. Zap used all her power to force Hall to his knees. Hall stuck his foot out and tripped Zap. She fell onto her rear, Hall gets to his feet and knees Zap in the chin. Zap crawls towards the ropes., she looks out the ring and sees Dallas crawling towards their corner. Dallas climbs onto the apron and stretches out her hand. Zap goes to tag in Dallas, their hands slap and Dallas jumps over the top rope, she grabs Hall and drags him to his feet. Dallas shoves his head between his knees and piledrives his head to the mat. Nash charges at Dallas as she gets to her feet. Dallas ducks under Nash's clothesline and heel kicks him in the back of the head. Nash drops to the mat clutching his head. Dallas' entire body is drenched with sweat, her breath heavy and fast. She laid on top of Hall. Alundra drops to her knees to make the count.
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3 Alundra raises Dallas ansd zap's arms in victory. Dallas and Zap bow to the crowd, the crowd roars their approval and chants their names over and over. As Zap and Dallas high-five, the lights in the arena go out. When they come out on a few moments later, Hall has Dallas in a razor's edge position. And Nash has Zap set up for a Jackknife powerbomb. Hall and Nash slam the ladies to the mat. Hall crouches down by Dallas and grabs the collar of her costume, with both hands he rips Dallas' outfit off her body and throws it towards the ropes. Nash tears off Zap's costume and sits down on her waist. He leans down and kisses her on the mouth. Hall and Nash throw Zap and Dallas over the top rope and roll out of the ring after them. They grab the fallen gladiators in their arms and cradle carry them towards their dressing room. Hall and Nash smiled as they entered their room and dropped Zap and Dallas onto the bed.
“It's time for us to have some fun.” Nash said as he stripped off his outfit and mounted Dallas. He rolled her onto her stomach and began to hump her. Hall stripped off his shorts and climbed onto Zap. He rammed his cock down Zap's throat.
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Jungle Grrrl vs Psycho Sid
Erica Porter sat at a table in the UFWL cafeteria eating a ham sandwich. She was dressed in a loin cloth leopard print dress.She took a big bite and laid the sandwich down to read the UFWL magazine. The page was turned to an article titled Men vs Women, Which is more Dominant. Jungle Grrrl read the article with a smirk on her face. Women are, she thought, and I'll prove it when I beat Psycho Sid tonight. She sat the magazine down and went back to her sandwich. Erica finished her meal and tucked the magazine under her right arm. She stood up and turned to see Psycho Sid standing by the cafeteria doors. “I take it you read the article about our match.” said Erica with a smile. She placed her hands on her hips.
“You mean that big bunch of bull crap.” said Sid. “I ended up using the article for toilet paper. It says you can beat me, I'll believe when I see it happen.” Sid saw the magazine tucked under Erica's arm and snatched it away. He crumpled the mag into a ball and threw it in Erica's face.
Erica dropped to her knees and punched Sid in the groin. She jumped to her feet and slammed her right fist into his chest. Sid staggered backward, he growled at Erica and clubbed her with his left forearm. Erica fell onto her butt. Sid kneed Erica in the chin knocking her onto her back. Sid grabbed Erica's hair and dragged her to her feet. Sid slammed his fist into Erica's abs. He grabbed her by the hair and dragged her towards the nearest cafeteria table. Sid lifted her into the air and slammed her onto the table, Sid dragged Erica from the table wreckage by the ankles.
Erica shoved him away with her feet, she leaped to her feet and hurtled towards Sid, she slammed into his chest with her left shoulder, she lifted her left leg and kicked Sid in the side of his head. Sid dropped to his knees and growled. Erica kneed Sid in the chin knocking him onto his back. Erica stomped hard on Sid's right knee, she stomped on it again and dropped to her knees. She pounded Sid's right knees repeatedly with her fists. Sid sat up and jammed his thumbs into Erica's eyes. Erica stumbled back rubbing her eyes with the palms of her hands. Sid stood, he limped towards Erica. He wrapped his hands around her throat and lifted Erica to her feet. Sid dragged Erica towards the cafeteria serving line, He lifted her onto his shoulders and powerbombed her against the sneeze guard. Erica dropped flat onto her face.
Sid laughed and pulled Erica to her feet, he slammed his right boot down on her bare feet. Erica screamed and slammed her fist into Sid's abs. She kneed him in the abs and placed him in a side headlock. Eric leaped forward and bulldogged Sid to the cafeteria floor. Erica got to her feet, she leg dropped Sid across his throat. Erica rolled to her feet and grabbed a tray of mashed poatoes from the cafe line. She upturned the tray over Sid's head, he was coated with mash potatoes. Erica slammed the tray over Sid's head. He thudded onto his back. Erica sat down by his hed and wrapped her legs around his throat. Sid squirmed as he tried to wiggle free. Erica grabbed his wrists and tugged back on them. Terri Gold ran into the cafeteria, she was dressed in a black and white striped bikini.
“Do you give, Sid?' Terri asked.
“Never.” Sid growled as he yanked his wrists free. He grabbed Erica's ankles and wrenched them from around his throat. He got to his feet and stomped on Erica's abs. Erica rolled to her feet, she slammed her fists in Sid's abs. She shoved his head between her knees and piledrove his head onto the floor. Erica placed her right foot on Sid's chest. Terri dropped to hr knees to make the count.
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3 Terri raised Erica's arm in victory. “Who's the toughest now, Sid. I told you, I'm the queen of the Jungle. And don't you forget it. Erica walked out of the cafeteria and returned to her dressin room. Terri crouched down to check on Sid. Sid sat up and grabbed Terri by her throat. He got to his feet and lofted her onto his shoulders. Sid powerbombed Terri to the floor and dragged Terri by her hair back to his dressing room. He smiled as Terri flailed her arms and legs.
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Lori 'Ice' Fetrick vs Dan 'Nitro' Clark.
Lori Fetrick walked down the entrance ramp dressed iin her American Gladiators outfit. She rolled into the ring and approached Referee Zap. Lori crossed her her arms across her chest and stared at the crowd.
Nitro walked out onto the entrance stage, the crowd booed and shook their fists at him. He ignored the crowd as he rolled into the ring. Nitro approached Ice and stared at her massive biceps. “Those puny arms aren't going to get you anywhere but in pain, Lori.” Nitro flexed a double biceps pose and glared at Lori.
Lori dropped her arms to her side as she stepped towards Nitro, she grabbed his biceps and squeezed them. Lori drooled as she ogled Nitro's ripped and powerful biceps. Nitro smiled and kneed Lori in the abs. Lori dropped to her knees. Nitro kneed Lori in the chin, she flopped down onto her back. Nitro placed his right foot on Lori's abs and pressed down hard. Lori groaned and grabbed Nitro's right ankle. She twisted Nitro's ankle. He grunted and stepped away from Lori.
Lori got to her feet and ran at Nitro. He side stepped her and elbowed her in the side. Nitro grabbed Lori by her hair and dragged her to the southwest corner of the ring, he slammed her face against the top turnbuckle. Lori dropped to her knees, she grabbed the ropes to steady herself. Nitro locked Lori in a full nelson and dragged her to her feet. Lori moaned as she struggled the free herself. Nitro relesed the hold and wrapped his arms around Lori's waist. He suplexed her to the mat. Nitro got to his feet nd raised his hands over his head. He slammed has fists between Lori's shoulder blades. Nitro dragged Lori to her feet by her hair and kissed her on the mouth, Lori groaned and writhed in ecstasy. He kneed Lori in the abs and shoved her to her knees.
Lori slammed her right fist into Nitro's abs. He doubled over and dropped to his knees. Lori slammed her left fist into Nitro's chin. Nitro fell onto his back, Lori was on him in a flash straddling his body. She slammed her fists into Nitro's chest. Nitro wrapped his hands around Lori's throat, he shoved her to the mat and got to his feet. Nitro dragged Lori to her feet by her hair and whipped her into the northeast corner of the ring. He leaned her against the turnbuckle and kneed her in the abs. “Is that all you got, Ice. Don't wimp out on me.” Nitro slammed his right fist into her abs. Nitro backed away and walked to the southwest corner of the ring. He broke in a ran and charged Lori, as he approached her, she ducked under his clothesline and kicked him in the back. Nitro fell face first into the turnbuckle.
Lori grabbed Nitro from behind wrapping her arms around his waist. She suplexed him onto his head and shoulders. She rolled Nitro onto his back and laid over him, she hooked his right leg.
Ref Zap dropped to her knees to make the count.
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Zap stood back watching helplessly, she knew what it felt like to taste Crush's anger. She shuddered and slipped out of the ring unnoticed. She managed to make it up the entrance ramp when Venom and Steel rushed out from behind the curtain, they grabbed Zap by the arms and shoved her off the side of the ramp. Zap landed on the ground with a loud thud, she clutched her back. Venom and Steel high fived and then walked down to the ring.
Crush crouched down by Lori's head. “Miss Sable wants a word with you.” Crush and Fury dragged Lori out of the ring by her feet. They rolled out of the ring and hoisted Lori onto their shoulders. “Might as well take Zap too.”
Venom and Steel grabbed Zap's ankles and dragged her up the ramp. Together they carried the two prone gladiators to Sable's office.
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Stephanie Mcmahon vs Sunny
Stephanie stood with her arms folded across her chest in the center of the ring. She stared across the ring at Sunny. She was dressed in a black leotard and knee high boots. “I have to wrestle you, Sunny, what is Sable thinking. Why didn't she give me a worthy opponent.” Steph found the idea laughable.
The referee Lita stood in the center of the ring.
Sunny glared at Stephanie. “Don't let my bubbly personality fool you. I'm a Bodydonna after all.” She was dressed in her blue red and yellow Bodydonna outfit. A towel was draped over her right shoulder. Sunny flexed her arms at her side, her rock hard biceps bulged and veined up.
Stephanie placed her hands on her hips. “What are you going to do with those pipe cleaners of yours.” She said and began to walk towards Sunny, she rubbed her hands together.
Sunny clenched her fists, she raised them in front of her face. As Stephanie neared, she stuck out her right fist, she slammed it into Stephanie's abs. Sunny grabbed the towel from off her shoulder, she threw it over Stephanie's face.
Stephanie staggered back grasping for the towel, Sunny slammed her left fist into Stephanie's forehead. Stephanie threw the towel to the mat, she broke into a run and charged at Sunny, her fists raised over her head. She balled her hands together and slammed them against Sunny's chest. Sunny fell back first onto the mat. Before Sunny could react, Stephanie was straddling her, she wrapped her hands around Sunny's throat. Stephaine slammed the back of Sunny's head against the mat. Sunny raked her fingers over Stephanie's eyes.
Stephanie released her grip on Sunny's throat. She rubbed her eyes, she stood up and staggered towards the northeast corner of the ring. Sunny got to her feet, she crept up behind Stephanie and grabbed her by the hair. She slammed Stephanie's forehead against the top turnbuckle. Sunny kneed Stephanie in the back and spun her around, she kneed her in the abs. Sunny hooked Stephanie's arms around the top turnbuckle, she slammed her right fist into Stephanie's chin.
Sunny stepped back a few steps, she turned and bent down to pick her towel off the mat. She turned back and wrapped the towel around Stephanie's throat, she smiled and laughed as she watched Stephanie gasp for air. “Talk to me, Stephanie. I'm not so soft looking now am I.” Sunny kneed Stephanie in her abs, she released the towel, she stood back admiring her handiwork.
Stephanie slumped down in the corner, she was breathing heavy. She rubbed the red spot on her throat. She glared at Sunny, she gritted her teeth. She launched herself forward, hitting Sunny square n the chest with a vicious clothesline. Stephanie got to her her feet, she stomped in the small of the back. Stephanie grabbed the towel and sat down on Sunny's back, she hooked the towel over Sunny's throat and leaned back.
Sunny flailed her arms and legs, she gasped the towel, but Stephanie was stronger. Sunny screamed and reached for the ropes, they were more tan an arms length away. Sunny groaned and started to rock her body from side to side. Stephanie dropped the towel, she stood up and elbow drop Sunny in the back. Stephanie stood over Sunny, she dragged her to her feet by the hair. “Not so tough are you?” Stephanie laughed and shoved Sunny's head between her knees. She slammed Sunny's face against the mat wiith a devastating pedigree.
Lita dropped to her knees to make the count.
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3.... Lita raised Stephanie's arm in victory. Stephanie bent down and helped Sunny to her feet. When Sunny realized she lost, she flew into a tantrum. Sunny stamped her feet up and down on the canvas, she pounded her fists in the air. Stephanie approached Sunny and slapped her hard across the face. Sunny staggered backwards into the ropes, she tumbled over the ropes and slammed down onto the padding outside the ring. Stephanie waved to thee crowd, she rolled out of the ring, she walked up the entrance ramp and headed to the backstage area.
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Bret Hart vs Gina Davis
Bret Hart rolled into the ring, he removed his jacket and threw it into the crowd. He raised his fists over his head. “I'm the best there is, the best there ever was, and the best there ever will be. Gina, you want to challenge me, what kind of fool are you. Come on out and get what's coming.”
Gina walked out onto the entrance stage, dressed in a woodland camo sports bra and matching spandex shorts. Her massively muscular body glistened with sweat. She brushed her long hair from off her shoulders, she tied her hair into a ponytail. Gina climbed into the ring and approached Bret. “You talk too much trash, Bret.” Gina slapped Bret across the face.
He staggered back and rubbed his cheek, there was a red hand print where she had slapped him. Bret charged at her, he barreled into her, knocking her onto her back. Bret grabbed her ankles, she pulled her legs back and shoved him with her feet, he stumbled backwards into the ropes. He bounced off the ropes and ran at Gina, he kneed her in the chin as she was getting to her knees.
Gina fell back onto the mat. She rolled towards the ropes, and climbed out of the ring. Gina glared at Bret, she gritted her teeth and climbed onto the apron. Bret charged at her, as he reached the ropes, Gina slammed her right fist into his abs. Bret dropped to his knees. Gina stepped between the ropes and kneed Bret in the forehead. “Don't just lie there, get up.” she said she stood over Bret.
Bret sat up, he grabbed Gina's legs and pulled her off her feet. “Can you handle a sharpshooter, Gina. I don't think you can.” Bret grabbed Gina's ankles and flipped her onto her stomach in a sharpshooter. Bret leaned back intensifying the pressure on Gina's back and legs.
Gina pounded her fists on the mat, struggling to free herself from the submission move. She refused to give up, it was not in her to quit. She reached her hands towards the bottom ropes, she managed to grab onto to it. Bret released the hold, he walked to the northwest corner of the ring as Gina staggered to her feet. She glared at Bret. I'll teach him a thing or two. I'll kick his ass so hard his children will feel it. Gina slowly approached her opponent, her hands clenched into fists.
Bret crouched down when he saw Gina approaching. He had a few tricks up his sleeves, after all she was just a woman, although a musclebound beast of a woman. Though she is pretty hot. Rubbing his hands together, he turned his back to Gina and slapped himself on the butt. “You want a piece of this, Gina.”
Gina rolled her eyes, whatever he was planning she would figure it out. She approached him cautiously, trying to anticipate his next move. But Bret continued to taunt Gina, she gritted her teeth and rushed at Bret.
Bret was ready for her, as she closed the gap between them, he stuck out his foot and tripped Gina, she stumbled and fell into the ropes. She flipped and became tangled upside down in the ropes. Bret balled his hands into fists and slammed them against Gina's abs. He grabbed Gina's right knee and twisted it. Unable to free herself, Gina screamed in agony.
Gina flailed her arms helplessly, she despised Bret from that point on, she thought he was supposed to be a wrestling with honor. “Let me go.” she said, wanting to wring his neck.
Bret jerked on the ropes, Gina slipped between the ropes and landed hard onto the padding around the ring. He looked down at her and laughed. “Have a nice flight, eh.” Bret stepped through the ropes and leaped off the apron, he slammed his elbow down on Gina's back. Bret jumped to his feet, he grabbed Gina to her feet by her and whipped her towards the steel steps.
Gina reversed the move and sent Bret into the steps, his back slammed against the steps knocking them off the corner post. Gina lifted the steel steps over her head and slammed it down on Bret's back. Gina smirked and threw the steel steps against the security barrier. She crouched down by Bret's head and grabbed a chunk of his hair, she repeatedly slammed her other fist into Bret's face.
Bret jammed his thumbs into Gina's eyes, she released his hair and rubbed her eyes. He got to his feet and knife edge chopped Gina across the throat. “I'm the best, and don't forget that.” he said as he grabbed Gina by the throat with his right hand, he lifted her onto her feet. He slapped her across the cheeks with his free hand. Bret gripped Gina's crotch with his left hand and lifted her onto her shoulders. He paraded her around the outside of the ring like she was a scarf.
Gina flailed her arms and legs, she swung her right fist into the side of Bret's head, he dropped to his knees, Gina rolled off his shoulders and wrapped her arms around Bret's throat from behind.. She locked the sleeper hold on him tightly, and wrapped her legs around his waist. She had him where she wanted him, she kissed him on the cheek and squeezed tighter.
Bret gasped for air, he tried to wriggle his way free, but Gina's grip was too strong. He flailed his arms, hoping to catch her off guard, he managed to grab a lock of her hair, he gave it a hard tug, Gina grunted and released the hold. Bret rose to his feet, rubbing his tender neck. He spun around and slammed his left heel against Gina's forehead.
Gina fell onto her back, before she could react, Bret was straddling her, knees on either side of her waist. He wrapped his hands around her throat and pounded the back of her head against the mat. Gina grabbed Bret's shoulders and shoved him hard, she slammed her right fist into his chin and slowly rose to her feet. The crowd was chanting Gina's name, urging her on. Gina stomped her feet and shook her fists. She punched the air in front of her, she leaned down and dragged Bret to his feet. She landed a right jab to his abs, and a left hook to his chin.
Bret dropped to his knees. Gina landed a left cross to Bret's abs, and an uppercut to his chin. Bret collapsed to the mat, breathing heavy and not sure where he was. Gina hopped from side to side, she rolled Bret onto his stomach and plopped down onto his back. She placed him in a camel clutch, both hands pulling back hard on his neck. Bret screamed in agony.
“I give, I submit.” He shouted at the top of his lungs.
Gina shoved Bret's face to the mat and stood over Bret, she shadow boxed the air and rolled out of the ring. “Now I'm the best there is, was, and will be. Don't worry, you're a man, you'll get over it.” she said and turned and walked to the backstage area, flexing her massive muscular arms in a double biceps pose.
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Heather Policky vs Wendy Lindquist
Heather strolled down the entrance ramp, she was dressed in a pink bikini, her partner in crime, Nicole Bass following close behind her. They came to a stop when they reached the outside of the ring. Heather stared at the crowd and shook her head. She was far from impressed with the audience's attitude as they showered her with boos and jeers. Her match was scheduled against Wendy Lindquist, a woman she held little respect towards. It was a ladder match, a contest in which Wendy suffered a humiliating defeat at the hands of Michelle Russell. The briefcase full of money dangled on a hook 10 feet above the ring. They rolled into the ring and approached the center of the ring. Heather stood with her hands on her hips. A ten foot ladder stood at the bottom of the entrance ramp.
Wendy walked out onto the entrance stage, she was dressed in a light blue bikini. She walked down the ramp and rolled into the ring, she stood next to referee Christy Resendes. Wendy looked up and stared at the briefcase. She turned her gaze towards Heather and crossed her arms across her chest.
Heather walked up to Wendy and shoved her to the mat. “Watch where you're going, Wendy. I have a temper like no one else. Get in my way and I'll crush you. She lifted her right hand, she slapped Wendy hard across the face. She wrapped her arms around Wendy's waist, she suplexed Wendy onto her side. Heather stood up, she stepped on the back of Wendy's left knee. Heather grabbed Wendy by the hair, she dragged her to her feet. She slammed her left elbow against Wendy's chin.
Wendy dropped to her knees clutching her chin. Heather grabbed Wendy by the throat with one hand and lifted her off her feet. Wendy grasped Heather's wrist, she gasped for air. Heather choke slammed Wendy to the mat.
Heather placed her right foot on Wendy's chest and flexed a double biceps pose. She bent down and pulled Wendy to her feet by the hair. She slapped Wendy across the face, Wendy staggered back towards the ropes, her arms became tangled in the top and middle ropes. Heather saw her chance to humiliate Wendy, she approached Wendy and slapped her hard across the face, she kneed her in the abs.
Wendy struggled to free herself from the ropes the rope, she realized she was at Heather's mercy. “Don't do this.” Wendy cried as Heather slammed her right fist into Wendy's abs. Heather smiled as she continued to pummel Wendy's abs with her fists. She grabbed Wendy's ankles and yanked her free, Wendy fell hard onto her back.
Heather dragged Wendy to her feet. “Shut up and take what I give you.” she said and grabbed Wendy by her throat and crotch, she lifted Wendy overhead and tossed her over the ropes. Wendy hurtled towards the outside of the ring, she thudded onto the padding around the ring. Heather stepped between the ropes and leaped off the apron, Wendy rolled out of the way, Heather's left elbow slammed against the padded floor.
Wendy grabbed the security barrier and pulled herself to her feet. She clutched her abs and dropped to one knee, she crawled on her knees towards Heather. She grabbed Heather's hair and sat her up. Wendy slammed her right elbow into Heather's chin. She sat Heather back up and karate chopped her across the throat.
Heather fell onto her back, gasping for air. When Wendy dragged her to her feet, she stuck out her hands and raked her fingers across Wendy's eyes. Wendy staggered back, rubbing her eyes. Heather kicked Wendy in the abs, and placed her into a side headlock. Heather ran forward, bulldogging Wendy to the floor. Heather rose to her feet, she stood over Wendy, mocking her. She dragged Wendy to her feet, she whipped her into the security barrier. Wendy stumbled back, Heather positioned herself behind Wendy, placing her opponent in a full nelson.
Wendy tried to squirm her way free to no avail, Heather was holding on tight and not letting go. Heather dragged Wendy to the nearest corner post and slammed her against it. Wendy dropped to her knees, clutching her right side.
Heather walked around the ring towards the entrance ramp, she grabbed the ladder and tossed it into the ring. Heather climbed into the ring and set up the ladder in the center of the ring. She mounted the bottom rung and began to slowly climb up.
Wendy pulled herself to her feet, she rolled into the ring and approached the ladder. She grabbed the sides of the ladder, with a hard shove, the ladder tipped over. Heather fell to thee outside of the ring as the top of the ladder struck the top rope. Wendy righted the ladder, she the bottom rung and slowly climbed up.
Nicole ran over to were Heather laid on the floor, she helped her friend up and rolled her into the ring. Heather grabbed the ropes and pulled herself to her feet, she staggered towards the ladder and grabbed Wendy around the ankles. With one hard yank, Wendy was thrown thrown off the ladder, her chin struck the top rung as she fell.
Heather dragged Wendy to her feet by the hair, she slammed Wendy's face against the side of the ladder. Wendy pivoted on her heels, she kneed Heather in the abs. She placed Heather in a headlock, she ddt'ed Heather's head onto the mat. Wendy rose to her feet, she grabbed the ladder and laid it over Heather's abs. Wendy pressed down on the ladder. Heather groaned and tried to push back.
Wendy lifted the ladder into the air, she slammed it down on Heather's abs. She did it a second and third time. Wendy dragged Heather to her feet, she lifted Heather overhead and bench pressed her like a barbell. She turned and tossed Heather over the ropes, Heather crashed into Nicole as she fell to the floor.
Wendy righted the ladder, she mounted the bottom rung, she climbed up to the top of the ladder. She grabbed the briefcase and pulled it off the the hook. Wendy slid down the ladder, a rich woman. Wendy opened the briefcase, she counted $100,000 inside.
Wendy rolled out of the ring she walked up the entrance, she stopped when she saw Gina Davis emerge from the backstage area. “What do you want?”
Gina folded her arms across her chest. “I want my money back, I thought Heather would take care of you.” Gina ran down the entrance ramp, she barreled into Wendy with a vicious clothesline, Wendy fell onto her back. Gina grabbed the briefcase. Wendy sat up, Gina bashed her over the head with the briefcase, it busted open and the money spilled out, Gina howled, she threw the briefcase to the floor, and dragged Wendy to her feet. Gina led her up the entrance ramp, She walked to the edge of the platform, she lifted Wendy onto her shoulders, she power bombed Wendy over the edge of the entrance platform. Wendy slammed onto her back ten feet below, Gina clapped her hands, she smirked and walked to the backstage area.
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Welcome, Ladies and Gentlemen, to the UFWL's new story thread. Here I will post stories featuring Championship Title Tournaments and other stories such as bodybuilding contests and the like. So get ready ready for action and fun. Predict who you think will be the big winners at the end of of the path to Gold and Glory. If there's someone you wanted to see in the tournament whose isn't participating, let me know and I'll add them to a future story line. The roughest and the toughest competitors vie for the title belts. Don't miss out on any of the excitement. Below is the lists of contenders for the current tournaments. Feedback is always welcome
UFWL Championship Title Tournaments
Empress of Wrestling Heavyweight Title- Vacant
Contenders
1 Sarah Dunlap 2 Toni West
3 Alina Popa 4 Amanda Dunbar
5 Gayle Moher 6 Yaxeni Oriquen
7 Cindy Philips 8 Lorena Cozza
9 Britt Miller 10 Wendy Lindquist
11 Christine Roth 12 Sarah Hayes
13 Shannon Courtney 14 Mimi Jabalee
15 Colette Nelson 16 Danielle Reardon
17 Sharon Bruneau 18 Jeannie Paparone
19 Laura Bass 20 Gina Davis
Queen of Wrestling Title- Current Holder- Michelle Russell
1 Mindi O'Brien 2 Pauline Nordin
3 Molly Holly 4 Dara Torres
5 Laurie Vaniman 6 Jenny Worth
7 DJ Wallis 8 Chrissy Zmijewski
9 Brandi Chastain 10 Bridgett Riley
11 Hollie Dunaway 12 Laura London
13 Alundra Blayze 14 Chyna
15 Mavi Gioia 16 Jodi Boam
17 Ronda Rousey 18 Rosa-Maria Romero
19 Anja Langer 20 Majorie Beck
Women's Tag Team Titles- Current Holders- Kiana Tom and Bev Francis
1 Megan Abshire /Jen Scarpetta 2 Barbora Mrazkova/ Zdenka Razymova
3 Jill Mills and Becca Swanson 4 Oksana Grishina and Larissa Reis
5 Raye Hollitt and Shannon Hall 6 Nicole and Laura Bass
7 Jamie Reed and Gina Carano 8 Taylor Matheny and Amelia Wall
9 Gillian Mounsey /Hayley Brylewski 10 Lenda Murray/Valentina Chepiga
Mixed Singles Title- Vacant
1 Jennifer Thomas 2 Dorian Yates
3 Kim Chizevsky 4 Jay Cutler (Bodybuilder, not FBaller)
5 Tara Nott 6 Peyton Manning
7 Cheryl Hayworth 8 Shaq
9 Rebecca Soni 10 Triple H
11 Jennifer Capriati 12 Arnold Schwarzenegger
13 Hayley Mcneff 14 Frank Zane
15 Iris Kyle 16 Serge Olivia
17 Shawn Rene Zimmerman 18 Dexter Jackson
19 Anne Freitas 20 Shawn Ray
Mixed Tag Team Titles- Vacant
1 Dino and Christy Resendes 2 Craig Titus and Kelly Ryan
3 Kim Lyons and Gunter Schlierkamp 4 Milos Sarcev and Milamar Flores
5 Don Akim and Rosanna Beckett 6 Heather and Dylan Armbrust
7 Bob Bell and Tina Smith 8 Janet and Ron Harris
9 Deb Ames and Mike Miller 10 Bill Richardson and Lynn Roth
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Barbora Mrazkova vs Raye 'Zap' Hollitt
Barbora walked out of her dressing room closet, she was dressed in a silver bikini. As she approached the couch the door swung open, a woman wearing a black ski mask entered the room. “Who are you?” Barbora shouted as she turned towards the woman.
“That doesn't matter now, you're coming with me.” The woman said as she ran at Barbora. She tackled Barbora to the floor with a vicious spear. The woman was on top of Barbora , She pulled a rag from out of her left coat pocket and stuffed it into Barbora's mouth. Barbora struggled to push her off, the room spun, her head lolled to the side and closed her eyes. When Barbora ceased her struggling the woman pull a pair of hand cuffs from her right jacket pocket, she slapped them around Barbora's wrist. She stood up and lofted Barbora off the ground, and threw her over her shoulder.
Meanwhile, as Barbora was being captured, Zap was fighting off three black masked women in her own dressing room, she was dressed in her American Gladiator's outfit. One of the women approached Zap, she was wielding an electric cattle prod in her hands, she jabbed Zap in the abs with the prod, Zap's legs jerked, she dropped to her knees clutching her abs. The second woman kneed Zap in the chin. Zap fell back, her head struck the wall. The third woman leaped on top of Zap, she placed a manacle around her neck. The three women grabbed the chain and dragged Zap out of her dressing room.
When Barbora awoke she didn't know where she was, she tried to move her arms, but they were pinned to her side by thick ropes. She was in a sitting position, she could feel someone else''s back against hers. She looked over and saw it was Zap, her head slumped forward, she was still unconscious. “Zap, wake up. Were in big trouble.” Barbora said, she heard Zap groaning, she was coming to.
“Where are we?” Zap said looking around the room, they were in a large brightly lit chamber, four stone walls surrounding them.
“I don't know, but we have to find a way out.” Barbora said, trying to wiggle her arms free. Barbora looked to her right, a massive throne sat against the wall. Gina Davis was seated in the throne, dressed in a black steel sports bra and black steel bikini bottom.
“You're where I want you to be/” Gina said, she rose from her seat and approached her to captives. “And there's no way out, unless you agree to my terms.” Gina crouched down by Barbora, she slapped her across the cheek.
“What do you want of us.” Zap said, she glared at Gina with narrowed eyes. “Why should we trust anything you say.”
“Because I'm the one with the power right now, you're my prisoners and you better obey me.” Gina said, slamming her right fist into Zap's chin. “If you listen to what I need to say, I'll untie the two of you.” Gina approached the east wall, she grabbed a staff in each hand. She walked back over to her captives and laid a staff at each ladies feet. “Here's the deal, you fight each other and whoever wins gets to choose who goes free. Can you ladies agree to that.”
“I guess we have no choice.” Zap said. “Untie us and we'll fight.”
Gina loosened the ropes and freed Barbora and Zap, they stood up, each picking up a staff. They turned and faced each other, and held their staffs in front of them.
Barbora raised her staff over her head, she swung it at Zap's face, Zap ducked under the swing and prodded Barbora in the abs with one end of her staff. They circled each other, staffs ready to swing away.
Zap rushed forward, she bashed Barbora in the abs with her staff. Barbora dropped to her knees. Zap pressed her staff against Barbora's throat, forcing her opponent onto her back, putting her full weight down on the staff.
Barbora gasping for air, slammed her staff against Zap's side. Zap stumbled back, she rolled off Barbora, leaping to her feet she bashed Barbora's right ankle with her staff.
Dropping her staff, Barbora clutched her ankle, she forced herself into a sitting position.
Zap butted Barbora in the forehead with her staff, she picked up Barbora's staff. Raising the staffs over her head, Zap twirled a staff in either hand. She landed a flurry of strikes to Barbora's abs and pecs.
Barbora managed to rolled onto her stomach, she pushed herself to her knees. She clutched her abs.
Zap positioned herself behind Barbora, she pressed the staff against Barbora's throat.
Gasping for air, Barbora tried to push Zap away. Her arms dropped to her side, her head sagged and droop. She could feel sleep coming over her, she held out for as long as she could, but it was futile. She passed out.
Zap threw the staff to the ground, she slowly laid Barbora down on the cold stone floor.
Barbora laid face down spread eagle, Zap stood over her, flexing her biceps. “That was easy. Can I go now?”
Gina waved her off. “Sure, why not, you won. I'll keep Barbora as a token of your victory.”
Zap bowed her head, she turned and ran to the door. She threw open the door and exited the room, she found the way out, not bothering to look over her shoulder, she left Barbora to Gina's mercy.
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Jennifer Capriati vs Brandi Chastain
Jennifer stepped out onto the UFWL soccer field, she carried her tennis racket on her right hand. She was dressed in a pink sports bra and white shorts. She carried a duffel bag over her left shoulder, she dropped the bag on the side lines and approached the center of the field. “Where is she, she told me to meet her here.”
“I'm right here.” said a voice from behind Jennifer, it was Brandi dressed in her soccer uniform. “I've waited a long time for this.” Brandi stood with her hands on her hips. “Long time no see, Jenny. How's the tennis world been treating you?'” Brandi looked Jennifer over and rolled her eyes. “Nice biceps, you been training real hard cause you hope to beat me.”
Jennifer tightened her grip on her tennis racket. “I could beat you with my eyes closed.”
“You want to bet. Let's up the ante. We'll each take turns kicking the ball at the net. Whoever gets the ball in the net first gets to make the match stipulation. If I win the kickoff, you have to wrestle with one hand tied behind your back, if you win I wrestle blindfolded.” Brandi picked a soccer ball off the grass and juggled it in her hands.
“You're on, you'll regret fighting me.” Jennifer drop her tennis racket as brandi tossed the soccer ball, she caught it with both hands. She stepped back twenty paces and set the ball on the ground in front of her, Brandi took her place in front of the goal. She crouched down waiting for Jennifer to act. Jennifer kicked the ball, it hurtled towards the net.
Brandi leaped into the air, she grabbed the ball before it could reach the net. “You missed, it's my turn now. Jennifer and Brandi switched places. Brandi kicked the ball, it sailed towards the goal. Jennifer jumped to intercept it. Jennifer's fingered brushed against the ball, it struck the back of the net. Brandi dropped to her knees, she pulled off her soccer jersey and threw it to the ground, underneath she wore a skimpy black sports bras, she pumped her fists in the air. “I did it, you have to wrestle with one hand tied behind your back.
Jennifer sneered and ran towards her tennis racket, she picked it up and swung it at Brandi's head. Brandi ducked under the racket and slammed her right fist into Jennifer's abs. Jennifer dropped to one knee. She glared at Brandi, who was smiling back at her. “What are you smiling about? Jennifer asked.
Brandi shook her head, she rose to her feet and approached the goal net, she picked a long piece of rpe off the ground and approached Jennifer, she tied one end around Jennifer's right wrist and the other around her waist. “A deal is a deal. I hope you can wrestle with one arm.” she said and kicked Jennifer in the chin.
Jennifer dropped to her knees.
Brandi kneed Jennifer in the chin. She grabbed Jennifer by the throat, and dragged her to her feet. She hoisted Jennifer onto her shoulders, She slammed Jennifer's back against the side of the goal post. She slammed her foot on Jennifer's left shoulder.
Jennifer screamed in pain.
Brandi dragged Jennifer to her feet by her hair. She shoved Jennifer's head between her knees. She lifted Jennifer onto her shoulders, and power bombed her onto the ground. She laid over Jennifer, slapping her hand on the ground.
“1 2 3” Brandi shouted. She stood up, raising her arms over her head in victory. “I did it. I'm better than you, Jennifer. She leaned down over Jennifer and spit in her eyes. She walked off the soccer field, but not before kicking Jennifer in the ribs for good measure. Jennifer laid on her back spread eagle.
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Alundra Blazye vs Shawn Michaels
Alundra stood in the UFWL hallway, she clenched her fists. “Don't you ever slap my rear, pretty boy.” She told Shawn Michaels.
“Relax, I saw you smile when I did it.” Shawn said, he ran his hands over his own chest. “Every lady want the Heartbreak Kid. I'm just giving back. Now give me a kiss.” He puckered his lips.
Alundra raised her hand and slapped him across the face. “No chance, you wanna be playboy. I'd rather kiss Yokozuna's butt.”
Shawn rubbed his reddened cheek, he perked up. “You just gave me a great idea. You wrestle me tonight and whoever loses has to kiss the winner's ass. What do you say.”
“Why would I agree to such a match.” Alundra folded her arms across her chest, she glared at him.
“If you win, I won't bother you anymore. Deal.” He extended his right hand towards her.
“Deal, and tonight you're going to be kissing these rock hard glutes.” She shook his hand.
“Well, then I better take care of this now.” Shawn grinned, he pulled Alundra towards him. He placed his left hand on the small of he back. He leaned in and kissed her on the lips, he rammed his tongue into her mouth. He pulled back.
“Asshole.” Alundra wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. “Wait till I catch you in the ring.
Shawn turned, he broke into a run, laughing as he disappeared around the corner. “I hope your ready.” His voice came from around the corner.
Alundra stomped her feet, she cursed under her breath and headed back to her dressing room.
Later that Night
Alundra walked down the entrance ramp, she was dressed in a white bikini and headband, she wore a pair of white knee high boots. She rolled into the ring and approached the ref, Denise Austin. She raised her fists over her head, eliciting a roar of applause from the crowd. “Don't keep me waiting, Shawn. I'm ready to kick your butt.”
Shawn emerged from the backstage area, he stood at the top of the ramp, dressed in a pair of white spandex pants and black boots. He placed his hands on his head, he swayed his hips from side to side to the amusement of the crowd. He ran down the ramp and leaped between the top and middle ropes. He rolled to his feet and approached Alundra. He extended his right hand.
Alundra looked around the arena, she shook Shawn's hand.
Shawn grinned, he tugged Alundra's hand, dragging her towards him. He wrapped his arms around her waist, squeezing her tightly in a bearhug. Shawn shook her like a rag doll.
Alundra grabbed Shawn's wrist, trying to pry them off, her efforts were in vain. “Let... Me...Go.” She screamed and moaned.
Shawn smiled, tightening her grip around Alundra's waist. “No way, sweetheart, not until you've learned your lesson. Don't challenge me.” He smirked and lifted Alundra off her feet.
Alundra's feet dangled six inches above the mat, Her arms drooped at her sides, her head lolling to one side.
Shawn suplexed Alundra to the mat. He rolled on top of her, he hooked her right leg.
Referee Denise Austin dropped to her knees to make the three ount.
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… Alundra raised her left shoulder off the mat just before Denise's hand slapped the mat for the three. She rolled out from underneath Shawn. She weakly pushed herself to her feet, she grabbed the top rope to keep herself from falling. She was trying to catch her breath.
Shawn leaped to his feet. He rushed at Alundra..
Alundra dropped to a crouching position. As Shawn closed the gap, Alundra jumped up, flipping Shawn out of the ring.
Shawn slammed down on the announcers table, snapping it in two even pieces. The announcers Jillian Michaels and Kim Lyons scrambled away from the wreckage.
Alundra laughed, pointing at Shawn's prone body laying spread eagle between the table halves. She rolled out of the ring and approached him. She grabbed his ankles, dragging him towards the ring. She pulled shawn to his feet, she irish whipped him into the ring. Alundra climbed into the ring and laid over Shawn. Denise dropped to her knees for the three count.
Shawn raised his left foot, he placed it on the bottom rope, breaking the count.
Alundra knelt on her knees, she pounded the mat with her fists. She grabbed Shawn by the hair, dragging him to his feet.
Shawn slammed his fists into Alundra's abs. He slammed the heel of his right foot into her chin.
Alundra laid spread eagle in the center of the ring.
Shawn sat down on Alundra's chest. Ref Denise dropped to her knees for the three count.
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...3. Denise raised Shawn's arm over his head in victory.
Shawn dragged Alundra to the southwest corner of the ring, He laid her against the turnbuckles, hooking her hands over the middle set of ropes. He pulled down the back of his pants, pressing his left butt cheek against Alundra's lips. He rubbed his rear all over her face. He stepped away, turning and laughing at Alundra. He pulled his pants up and rolled out of the ring.
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Ivory vs Molly Holly
Ivory made her way down to the ring, she was dressed in a purple bikini, she carried a silk scarf in her right hand. She swayed her hips from side to side as she walked down the ramp, she rolled into the ring. She was scheduled to face her rival, Molly Holly, she hated the woman with a fiery passion. Ivory approached the referee Lita, she she in the center of the ring with her hands on her hips. “Come on out, Molly. It's time for me to kick your butt.” she shouted and raised her fists in the air.
Molly stepped out onto the entrance stage, dressed in a pink tank top and black spandex pants. She folded her arms across her chest, she sneered at Ivory as she rolled into the ring. “Think you're such a big shot, well just try and put me in my place. Molly stood nose to nose with Ivory, neither woman was backing down.
Lita stepped in between them separating the two divas. “Get to your corners, I want a good clean fight. No tricks, Molly.”
Molly shrugged her shoulders. “I don't know what you mean, Lita. Just start the match already, I'm itching for a fight.” she said and glared at Ivory.
Ivory clenched her fists, still holding the scarf in her hand. The bell rang, Ivory rushed at Molly, she raised her arm at her side for a clothesline. Molly ducked under Ivory's arm, she slammed her fists into the center of Ivory's back. Ivory dropped to her knees, Molly planted her heel firmly in the center of Ivory's back. Molly yanked the scarf from Ivory's hand and wrapped it around her foe's throat, She smiled as she choked out Ivory with her own scarf.
Ivory gasped for air, the scarf tightened around her throat.
Lita stepped in, She shoved Molly back, knocking the scarf from Molly's hands. Lita unwrapped the scarf from around Ivory's throat. She tossed it over the ring ropes. “Don't try anything like that again.”
Molly flipped Lita off. She ran and slammed her knee into Ivory's back. She hoisted Ivory onto her shoulders. She slammed Ivory down onto her back. Molly placed her foot on Ivory's chest.
Lita fropped to her knees to make the three count.
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… Ivory raised her right shoulder off the mat.
Molly stomped Ivory's abs repeatedly. She dragged Ivory to her feet by her hair. Molly bashed Ivory in the chin with her left elbow.
Ivory dropped to her knees, she slammed her fist into Molly's groin.
Molly dropped to her knees, clutching her groin.
Ivory wrapped her hands around Molly's throat and shook her. Molly jammed her thumbs into Ivory's eyes. Ivory released Molly, she rubbed her eyes with the palms of her hands. Molly bashed her forearm across Ivory's throat. Ivory fell onto her back. Molly staggered to her feet, she grabbed Ivory's ankles and flipped her onto her stomach into a boston crab.
Ivory screamed and clenched her fists. She reached for the ropes, they were too close to the center of the ring. Ivory grimaced and tried to drag herself to the ropes.
Molly leaned back, applying greater pressure to hold. “Give up, Ivory. I won't let go til you submit.”
Ivory pounded the mat with her fists, trying to fight the pain in legs and back. She gritted her teeth, Ivory did the the only thing you could do. She slapped her open palms on the canvas. “I give, I give.”
Lita called for the bell. Molly released Ivory's legs, she stood over Ivory and laughed. She slapped Ivory across the back and rolled out of the ring. Leaving Ivory laying spread eagle face down in the center of the ring.
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Alundra Blayze vs Undertaker
Alundra couldn't believe what she just heard, standing in her dressing room with The Undertaker and his manager Paul Bearer.
“Really, you want to face me in a casket match?” Alundra asked.
“That's right, my Undertaker is up to the challenge, but are you.” Paul Bearer patted the urn nestled in his right arm.
“Why should I, look at the size difference between us.” Alundra folded her arms across her chest.
“And you call yourself a women's champion. If you're afraid, you can tell me.” Paul smirked.
Alundra put her hands out and grabbed Paul by his shirt collar. “Don't play mind games with me. I could kick his ass any day of the week.” She released his shirt collar.
“Fine, but I'll be a casket match.” Paul said.
That's fine with me, I'll beat him in any match.” Alundra said.
The Undertaker walked up to Alundra, his nose pressed against hers. “Rest in Peace.” h said dragging his eft thumb across his throat. He stepped back, turned and walked towards the ring area.
Alundra stood with her hands on her hips. She chewed on her bottom lip. “Great, just the match I wanted, me and my big mouth.” She shook her head and followed after the The Undertaker and Paul Bearer.
The Undertaker and Paul Bearer walked down the entrance ramp, they stood at the foot of the ramp, standing next to a large open casket sitting on a long wooden table. They rolled into the ring, Paul carried a microphone in his left hand, they approached ref, Mickie James.
“Tonight, my Undertaker I going to show Alundra Blayze what happens when you pick a fight with Death, Death always wins.” Paul said. “Alundra, you might as well crawl into the casket and close the lid yourself. Because, the Undertaker is going to put you into a long sleep.”
The Undertaker glared at the crowd.
Alundra emerged from behind the curtain, dressed in a rainbow striped leotard, and barefoot. She ran down the entrance and leaped over the top rope. She swung her arms at her side as she hopped towards Undertaker. She raised her fists in the air in front of her. “Fight me like a man.”
“Alright, I'll pretend you're a man, it's not that much of a stretch.” Undertaker said.
Alundra lunged at Undertaker.
Undertaker stepped forward and grabbed Alundra by the throat with his right hand, he lifted her off her feet. He choke slammed Alundra onto the mat. He placed a booted heel on her chest. He sran his thumb along his throat, he lifted Alundra into the air. Holding her upside down.
Alundra kicked Undertaker in the side of his head. He released her, she flipped into her feet. She clutched her back as she ran towards the ropes. She bounced off the ropes, she ran Undertaker, she drop kicked him in his abs. Undertaker fell onto his back. He quickly sat up, Alundra kneed him in the chin. She dragged him to his feet by his hair.
Undertaker slammed his right fist into Alundra's abs. He grabbed her by the throat and lifted her off her feet, Alundra kneed him in the chest. Undertaker dropped to his knees. Alundra grabbed Undertaker by his throat and lifted him to his feet. Alundra shoved his head between her knees. She lifted him off his feet and pile drove his head onto the mat. She crouched over Undertaker. No, you rest into peace.” She shouted.
Paul climbed into the ring by the north set of ropes, he ran up behind Alundra, he bashed her over the head with the urn. Alundra laid face spread eagle in the center of the ring. Paul set the urn down and grabbed Alundra's ankles. He dragged the north set of ropes.
Mickie James crept up behind Paul, she grabbed his shoulders and spun him around so he was facing her. “NO interference that way.” she said, grabbing Paul around the waist. She suplexed him over the top rope. He landed face down on the padding around the ring.
Alundra and Undertaker got to their feet at the same time. Undertaker grabbed Alundra by the wrist and whipped her into the ropes. Alundra bumped into the ropes, her arms became tangled up in the top and middle ropes. Undertaker grinned and picked up the metal urn. He pulled off the lid as he approached Alundra. “Hungry, have something to eat.” He forced her mouth open, he tipped the urn over on it's sides, he poured a handful of ashes into her mouth. He smiled and poured the rest of the ashes all over her body.
Alundra coughed up a mouthful of ashes, spitting them into Undertaker's face. He staggered back, rubbing the ashes from his eyes. Alundra was coated with ashes from head to toe. She managed to free her arms. She ran towards Undertaker and drop kicked him in his chest.
Undertaker fell onto his back, he grunted as he fell. Alundra dragged Undertaker to his feet. She shoved his head between her knees, she hoisted him onto her shoulders. She ran towards the north set of ropes, and power bombed him over the top ropes. Alundra climbed to the top of the northeast corner post. She leaped off the top turnbuckle and landed an elbow drop to Undertaker's abs. She dragged him to his feet and led him towards the open casket. She scooped him up in her arms and dropped him into the casket. She slammed the lid down.
Ref Mickie James called for the bell. Alundra raised her arms over her head in victory. She approached Paul when she saw him getting to his feet. “You're not going anyway.” Alundra whipped him into the ring. Mickie dragged Paul to his feet, she spun him around and pinned his arms behind his back. Alundra rolled into the ring. Mickie forced Paul to his knees.
“Paul, since the Undertaker is temporararily out of commission, you're going to clean every trace of ashes off my body – with your tongue.” Alundra dropped to her knees, she laid face down on the mat. Paul knelt over Alundra, he wiped the ashes from her body starting with her arms. He smiled as he licked her neck.
“Remember don't stop til I'm spotless.”
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Sunny vs Doink
Sunny walked down the entrance ramp, dressed in her Bodydonnas outfit, a towel draped over her left shoulder. She rolled into the ring and approached the ref, Molly Holly. Her body glistened with sweat.
Doink walked down the entrance ramp, he hopped into the ring. He slowly approached Sunny. “Got my challenge letter, I see. Let's have some fun.”
Sunny scowled at Doink, her fists clenched. “Yeah, and the pie your messenger boy threw in my face. I'm going to beat you're butt, clown.”
“Lighten up, it was all in good fun. Don't be such a stick in the mud.” Doink clutched his sides laughing.
“Shut up, it wasn't funny. Whip cream pies are fattening, does this look like a whip cream body to you.” She flexed her her arms in a double biceps pose. She ran her hands down her chiseled six pack abs. “I don't think so.”
“Damn, you got a smoking hot body, wish I had some seltzer to cool you off. Oh wait, I do.” Doink said reaching into his inside jacket pocket. He pulled out a spray bottle of seltzer. He pressed down the nozzle.
A stream of seltzer sprayed from the bottle, soaking Sunny's hair and face. She shook her head, she screamed her frustration. “That wasn't funny. Now you're going to get it.”
Doink threw his hands in front of him. “Wait, I have something for you.” he said pointing to a rose on his lapel. “Give it a sniff.
Sunny approached Doink, she leaned in and sniffed the rose. “Smells nice, is that really for -”
Doink squeezed a nozzle hidden up his right sleeve, A green mist squirted from the rose, spraying Sunny in the face. Doink threw his hand back and laughed.
“What the hell is wrong with -” Sunny stumbled back rubbing her eyes with the palms of her hands, the aroma of limes filled her nostrils. Her head swayed, she dropped to her knees. She fell flat on her face, and passed out.
Doink hopped up and down on the mat, he crouched down by Sunny's side and rolled her onto her back. “You can't hear me, Sunny, But that was knockout gas. Pleasant dreams.” He reached into his jacket pockets, he pulled his hands out, wearing a hand buzzer on each finger. He pressed his hands against her abs.
Sunny jerked as the hand buzzers sent small amounts of electricity throughout her body. Her eyes flew open, she screamed at the top of her lungs. The back of her head bumped against the mat.
Doink drew his hands away from Sunny's abs. “What a shocking experience for you, Cutie.” He dragged Sunny to her feet by her hair.
Sunny slammed her right knee into Doink's abs. She landed a vicious uppercut to Doink's chin, Doink staggered backward. He bounced off the ropes and ran towards Sunny. Sunny sidestepped him as he passed, she landed a spinning heel kick to the back of his head. Doink dropped to knees, clutching the back of his head, he jolted when he pressed his hands against his head. Sunny ran up behind Doink, she drop kicked him in the back. Sunny crouched down, she pulled the hand buzzers off Doink's fingers and threw them to the outside of the ring.
Sunny dragged Doink to his feet, he slammed his right fist into Sunny's abs. Sunny laughed it off and heat butted him on the forehead. She dragged Doink to his feet and threw him over her shoulders. Sunny lifted Doink overhead, she bench pressed like a barbell, smiling the whole time. She bodyslammed Doink to the mat.
Doink laid face down on the mat. Sunny placed her right foot on his rear.
Molly dropped to her knees to make the three count.
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… 3. Molly raised Sunny's arms in victory. Sunny smirked and dragged Doink to his feet. She lifted him over her head and tossed him over the ring ropes. She bent down and picked her towel off the mat, she wiped her face clean. Sunny rolled out of the ring, stomping on Doink's back as she made her way up the ramp.
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Stephanie Mcmahon vs Chyna
Stephanie pushed her way into Sable's office, knocking Stacy Keibler onto her rear in the process. She approached the desk and slammed her fists down on top of it, everything on the desk shook ad tipped over. “I know you cheated me out of my job, I want control of the UFWL back. I'll tear this place to pieces if I have to. Steph grabbed a lamp and smashed it against the floor.
Sable stood up from her chair and laid her palms on the top of her desk. “If you want to regain control, You're going to have to fight for it. Show me you got the guts to run this federation. You win enough matches and I'll put my position on the line against you. Lose more than 5 matches in a row and I'll tell you to kiss my ass.” Sable folded her arms across her chest, she smirked at Steph.
“Fine, I'll fight anyone you pick, but you better keep your word.” Stephanie said and sat down in the chair in front of Sable's desk.
Sable smiled and nodded. “Then I'll have my assistant draw up the paperwork.” She pressed the intercom button. “Stacy, come in her please.”
The door swung open, Stacy Keibler strutted into Sable's office, dressed in a black sports coat and mini skirt, her legs were smoothed and muscled, her calf muscles bulged as she appraoched the desk, she placed the clipboard she had tucked under her arm onto the desk. She stood behind Sable and folded her arms across her chest, she smiled smugly at Stephanie. “Yes, maam. Here's the contract ready to sign.” Stacy handed Sable a pen.
Sable signed her name at the bottom of the paper. She aid the pen on the clipboard and pushed it towards Stephanie. “Just sign and you'll have a legal binding agreement.”
Stephanie grabbed the clipboard and pen. She scribbled her name next to Sable's. Stephanie tossed the pen onto the desk and tapped her right foot on the carpeted floor. “So, who's my first opponent.”
“I have the perfect opponent in mind, tonight you'll face the Ninth wonder of the World, Chyna. That should provide you with some worthy competition.” Sable said. So get out and get ready for your match. I'll watching from the commentators table.”
Stephanie glared at Sable, she turned and walked out of the office.
“Fool.” Sable
Later that Night.
Sable walked down the entrance ramp, she strolled around the outside of the ring and approached the commentators table. Kim Lyons and Jillian Michaels scooted to their left. Sable sat down and placed a headset over her head. “Hello ladies.”
“Good Evening, Miss Sable. How's running the federation going.” Jillian said.
Sable smirked. “It couldn't be better. My prediction for tnight is Stephanie gets creamed. She has no chance against a superior opponent.”
“Of course not.” Jillian said.
Kim sighed and rolled her eyes. “It's a pleasure to see you again, Miss Sable.” she said.
The overhead lights dimmed, Stephanie walked out from behind the curtain dressed in a pink leotard and bare feet. She walked down the entrance ramping flexing a double biceps pose, her biceps bulged and veined up. She rolled into the ring and approached the ref, Stacy Keibler. She glared at Stacy.
Chyna walked out onto the top of the entrance ramp, dressed in a black bikini. She strutted towards the ring, she rolled into the ring, she high-fives Stacy. Chyna turned and smirked at Stephanie. She slowly approached, punching her right fist against her own left palm.
Stephanie crouched into a sumo wrestlers stance, she rested her hands of her knees. “Come and get some, Chyna.” she said, beckoning to Chyna.
Chyna placed her hands on her hips. “You're up against the Ninth Wonder of the World. Show me some respect.. She flexed her huge biceps at her side. The crowd ohhed and ahhed.
Stephanie stepped back, fear reflected in her eyes. She gazed at Chyna in amazement. Such big biceps on so big a woman.“
Chyna stepped forward, putting her hands out to grab Stephanie.
Stephanie stepped back, but found herself being shoved into Chyna's arms. Stacy had slipped silently behind her and pushed her towards Chyna. “No, don't.” Stephanie shouted.
Chyna wrapped her arms around Stephanie's waist, squeezing the air from her body. She lifted Stephanie off her feet and shook her like a rag doll. Chyna smirked and threw Stephanie to the mat. She stomped down Stephanie's abs and laughed. She dragged Stephanie to her feet, she shoved her head between her knees. Chyna pedigreed Stephanie to the mat. She laid on top of Stephanie. Stacy drooped to her knees to make the count.
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...3. Stacy raised Chyna's arm in victory, Stephanie laid spread eagle in the center of the ring. Chyna kicked Stephanie in the abs, and rolled out of thee ring, she walked up the entrance ramp, and walked to the back.
Sable stood up from the commentor's table, she rolled into the ring, she approached Stephanie's prone form. “Get her up, Stacy.“ She said.
Stacy dragged Stephanie to her knees, holding her in a full nelson.
Sable reared her hand back and slapped Stephanie hard across the face. She shoved Stephanie's head between her knees. She lifted Stephanie onto her shoulders, she sablebombed her to the mat. That's one loss, 4 more in a row and you're finished.” Sable shouted and rolled out of the ring, and walked to the back.
Stacy crouched down by Stephanie's head. “Next time, learn your place.” She said and kicked Stephanie in the ribs before walking to the back.
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Lorena Cozza vs Shannon 'Dallas' Hall
Lorena Cozza opened the door to Dallas' dressing room and stepped inside, she was dressed in an orange and black bikini. She approached the gladiator and smiled. “Hey, Dallas, are you ready for our match tonight.” Lorena rested her hands n Dallas' shoulders.
“Of course, you don't stand a chance against me. Dallas brushed Lorena's hands away and stood up from her dressing room stool. “And don't put your hands on me, unless you plan to do something. Because I'm one gladiator who will never back down.” She was dressed in her gladiators outfit.
“What makes you so confident,” Lorena said and flexed a double biceps pose. “You couldn't last five minutes with me. And you know why, because your best days are behind you.” she ran her hands through Dallas' hair.
Dallas jumped up and shoved Lorena to the floor. “Don't press your luck with me, I'm not some gussied up floozie what pretends to be a wrestler. I won the Tough woman contest.” she said as she popped a double biceps pose.
Lorena stood up and kneed Dallas in the abs. She grabbed Dallas by her throat and slammed her against the wall. Lorena kneed Dallas in the abs, Dallas slumped against the wall as Lorena pounded her fists into Dallas' abs. “You're a weakling, and I shall treat you like one.” she said still pummeling her foes midsection.
Dallas dropped to her knees clutching her battered abs. She glared at Lorena, she slowly pushed herself to her feet, Lorena stepped back watching Dallas struggled to get to her feet.
“Is that all you got, I can take more punishment than that.” Dallas said, sweat drenched her forehead.
“Of course not, I'm just playing with you for right now.” Lorena flexed her arms in a double biceps pose. “Mine are bigger- and stronger. Pathetic little gladiator girl.” She lunged forward, slamming a knee into Dallas' abs.
Dallas hunched over, clutching her abs. Lorena swung her fist at her head. Dallas ducked under her punch, she slammed her fists into Lorena's abs. Dallas sprang forward, knocking Lorena off her feet with a vicious clothesline. She stomped Lorena's abs with the heel of her right foot.
Lorena grunted and rolled towards the sofa, she grabbed the arm of the sofa and pulled herself to her feet. She clutched her abs. “Not bad, but if that's the best you can do, you're finished.” Lorena slowly approached Dallas, her fists clenched. She slammed her right fist into Dallas' abs. Lorena grabbed Dallas' head and shoved it between her knees. She lifted her onto her shoulders, she power bombed Dallas onto the floor. Lorena crouched down and ripped off Dallas' outfit, stripping her to her bare bottoms. Lorna placed her foot on Dallas' chest.
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.. 3 . Lorena raised her arms over her head in victory. She grabbed Dallas by the ankles and dragged her out of the dressing room. She threw Dallas over her shoulders. “We're going for a little ride, Dallas.” Lorena said and walked towards the parking garage.
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Alundra Blayze vs Doink
Alundra walked down the entrance ramp, she was dressed in a white bikini, pair of knee high boots, and white headband. She rolled into the ring and approached ref Christy Resendes. They high- five in the center of the ring. Alundra climbed to the top of the southwest corner post, she stood atop the top turnbuckle, she raised her fists above head. She hopped off the turnbuckle, and flexed her biceps, showing off for the crowd.
Doink walked out from behind the curtain, he carried a large gift box in his arms. He giggled as he hopped down the entrance ramp. Placing the gift box on the apron he rolled into the ring. He picked the gift box up and approached Alundra. “Here, I got something for you, Alundra.” He said handing her the box.
Alundra dropped to her knees, sitting the box down in front of her. “You shouldn't have.” She said pulling on the ribbon tied around the box, she lifted the lid.” Thank -” A boxing glove sprang out of the box and slammed against Alundra's chin. She fell down, slamming onto her back, passed out.
Doink laughed and slapped his knees. “Nighty night.” He said and dragged Alundra to her feet by her hair. He shoved her head between his knees, and piledrove her head down onto the mat. “What to do with you now, Alundra. I still want to have some fun. I'll take you to my fun house. Good luck getting out.” Doink placed his righ foot on Alundra's chest. Ref Christy dropped t her knees to make the three count.
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...3 Christy raised Doink's arm in victory. Alundra laid spread eagle in the center of the ring. Doink stood up and approached the Northeast corner of the ring . He pressed a button on the steel post.
Christy watched helplessly as Alundra's unconscious body slid down a trap door in the center of the ring. “What the hell is this?” Christy ran towards Doink.
Doink slammed his right elbow into Christy's abs. She staggered back and fell down the hidden shaft. Doink leaped in after her, laughing the whole time.
To Be Continued
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Kiana Tom vs Clark Bertram
When Clark found Kiana, she was jogging along the shoreline of the UFWL beach, her breasts jiggled in her black bikini, her bare feet gliding on the sands. Clark ran down to the shoreline, dressed in a black tank top and shorts. “Hey, Kiana.” He shouted as he approached her.
Kiana stopped and turned to stare at Clark, she smiled and ran towards him. “Hey, what do you want.” she said, her entire body glistening with sweat.
Clark grinned. “I was walking by and saw you running on the beach, so I thought I've come and challenge you to a match. What do you say.” He said removing his tank top. Flexing his biceps and bare chest.
Kiana ohhed and ahhed. “Why not, my morning exercise was getting boring. It might be just what I need to get out of this rut I'm in.” Kiana said flexing her biceps and running her hands down her abs.
“I'm glad you said that, but I was going make sure you wrestled me, no matter the answer.” Clark said rubbing his hands together. “But the match and venue will be decided by me. I hope your ready to prove yourself against me.”
“Don't worry, I'll beat you and not even break a sweat.” Kiana said wiping her body with a towel that hung over her left shoulder.
“I have a wrestling ring and gym set up a mile down the beach. Follow me and I'll show you where we're going to fight.” Clark turned and ran down the east side of the shoreline.
Kiana shrugged her shoulders and ran after Clark. She smiled and threw the towel onto the sand. “This should be fun.” She said and sprinted past Clark.
When they got to Clark's beach gym, Kiana slowed to a jog. She stopped and rested her hands on her knees, she was panting and giggling.
“Ladies first, Kiana.” Clark said.
“If you insist.” Kiana said and somersaulted into the ring. She landed on her feet, and bowed in the center of the ring. She motioned to Clark, and swayed her hips from side to side.
Clark crouched down, he leaped over the top rope and landed in the center of the ring next to Kiana. “No ref, and no rules. The first one knocked out is the loser.”
A crowd of onlookers had gathered on the beach, watching Clark and Kiana staring each other down. They cheered and chanted Kiana's name over and over again.
“Looks like my adoring fans have come to cheer their hero on. Maybe you should shallow your pride, and save face in front of all these people.” Kiana said and pressed her firm breasts against Clark's chest.
Clark smiled and shoved Kiana back against the ropes. He kneed her in the abs, and grabbed her by the throat. Clark spun Kiana around and pressed her throat against the top rope.
Kiana countered with a right elbow to Clark's abs, he released her and stepped back. Kiana rubbed her throat and gasped for air. Clark ran towards Kiana and wrapped his massive arms around her waist in a tight bearhug, he lifted her off her feet. Kiana moaned and grabbed Clark's amr's trying t pry them off. Clark's grip was too much for Kiana to overcome. She slammed her fists into his chin, yet Clark refused to release her. He squeezed her tighter, Kiana screamed as she arched her back. She pounded Clark's shoulders with her fists.
Clark grunted and slung Kiana onto her back in the center of the ring. He leg dropped her across the chest. Clark got to his feet and grabbed Kiana's ankles. He flipped her into a boston crab. He twisted her upper body and hooked his hands under Kiana's armpits.
Kiana screamed and flailed her arms. “Stop. I give up.” She moaned and winched.
“This doesn't end until one of us is out cold. Besides, there's no referee to call for the bell.” Clark whispered in Kiana's ear. He licked her on her right cheek and grinned. “And you'll get no mercy from me. I love to hear you scream.” Clark released Kiana and shoved her to the mat. He dragged Kiana to her feet and laid her back over his right knee. He pushed down on her knees and chin.
Kiana screamed and thrashed her arms about. She grabbed Clark's hair and tugged it. Kiana rolled to the mat, and rolled out of the ring, she leaned on the ring apron. She clutched the small of her back.
Clark ran towards the ropes, he skidded along the mat, and landed a baseball slide to Kiana's chin. Kiana fell face first into the sand. Clark rolled out of the ring. He placed his right foot on the back of Kiana's head, pressing her face deeper into the sand.
Sable and Stacy Keibler stepped out of the crowd. They folded their arms across their chests and laughed at Kiana's predicament. Sable approached the combatants. “Hey, Kiana. This is what happens when you turn down my offer. You should have joined me, but now you'll have to learn the hard way.”
Clark leaned down and dragged Kiana to her feet by her hair. Kiana pit a mouthful of sand into Clark's eyes. He grunted and staggered back. Kiana wiped the sand from off her face and rushed Clark, she slammed him to his back with a vicious clothesline. Kiana dragged Clark to her feet and shoved his head between her knees.
“Hey, Kiana. You better not lose.” Stacy shouted.
“Don't worry, I can win-”
Clark grabbed the back of Kiana's knees and pulled her off her feet. Clark grabbed Kiana's ankle, and stomped on her groin. Kiana screamed and clutched her groin. Clark dragged her to her feet and scooped her up in his arms. He body slammed her down onto the sand. Clark raised his fists over his head and taunted Kiana. He legdropped her across the abs, he got to his feet and pounded his chest. He rolled Kiana onto her stomach. Clark leaped onto the apron and climbed to the top turnbuckle, he leaped off and landed a devastating elbow drop to the center of Kiana's back.
Kiana screamed and arched her back. Clark ignored her cries of pain and dragged her to her feet. He shoved her head between his knees, He lifted her onto his shoulders and ran towards the shoreline. Clark powerbombed Kiana into the water. Clark grabbed Kiana's ankles and dragged her out of the water. Clark pulled Kiana to her feet, he wrapped his arms around her waist, squeezing her in a tight bearhug. Kiana's arms drooped to her sides, her head slumped to one side. He dropped Kiana to the mat, he raised his arms over head celebrating his victory. Clark rolled out of the ring and walked up towards the parking lot.
Sable and Stacy rolled into the ring. Sable crouched down by Kiana's head. “If you would have joined me you could have avoided this humiliation, but I'll give you another chance.” She said and motioned to Stacy.
Stacy threw Kiana over her shoulders, she and Sable climbed out of the ring and followed after Clark. Sable opened the trunk of her car, Stacy threw her inside. They climbed into the car and drove off.
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Alundra Blayze vs Bull Nakano/ Bertha Faye
Alundra ran down the entrance ramp, dressed in a white leotard and headband, she was barefoot. She rolled in the ring and approached the ref, Sunny. The past few weeks had been turmoil for Alundra, constantly double teamed by Bull and Bertha after her matches and in the her dressing room. Tonight she planned to settle the score, once and for all. She crouched down, resting her hands on her knees.
Bull and Bertha emerged from the back and stood at the top of the entrance ramp, they pointed and laughed at Alundra. Flexing their biceps, they strode down down the ramp. The crowd booed and jeered them. Bull climbed the steel steps and stepped into the ring, Bertha rolled in under the bottom rope.
“I'll take you both on at the same time. When I'm finished with you, you'll never bother me again.” Alundra motioned to both ladies, not intimidated in the least.
Bertha threw her head back and laughed. She placed her hands on her hips and strutted towards Alundra. “You think a miserable little waif like you can beat me. If you had eyes in the back of your head, you might stand a chance.”
Alundra cast Bertha a sneer and stood straight up. She backed into the corner, clenching her fists. With her attention focused on Bertha, she didn't see Bull climb out of the ring. “I'm not afraid of-”
Bull jumped onto the ring apron and pinned Alundra's arms behind her back.
Bertha laughed and backhanded Alundra across the face. She slammed a thick, husky knee into Alundra's abs. “What will you do when I mess up that pretty face of yours.” She giggled and grabbed Alundra's waist, she suplexed her slender foe to the mat.
Bull climbed onto the top turnbuckle, she leaped off and sailed through the air, connecting with a leg drop across Alundra's chest. She grabbed a chunk of Alundra's hair and yanked the blonde beauty to her feet.
Bertha ran up behind Alundra, knocking her to mat with a chest bump. She flopped down on Alundra's back. Bull crouched down by Alundra's face and slapped her cheeks. Bertha tucked Alundra's feet under her arms and grabbed the blonde beauty's wrist, she stood up locking Alundra in a double arm chicken wing.
Alundra screamed in pain, she was unable to escape Bertha's grip. Bull bounced off the north set of ropes and dropkicked Alundra in the chin.. Bertha released Alundra and stepped back, Bull pressed her right foot down on the back of Alundra's head. Bertha laughed and sat down on Alundra's back, she clamped her hands on Alundra's chin and pulled back.
Bull tapped Bertha on the shoulder, Bertha released the hold and backed away from Alundra. Bull dragged Alundra to her feet, se shoved her head between her knees, and piledrived Alundra onto her head. Bertha pulled Alundra to her feet, she shoved Alundra's head between her knee, she lifted Alundra onto her shoulders, and power bombed her to the mat. Bull and Bertha each placed a foot on Alundra's chest.
Ref Sunny dropped to her knees.
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Terri Gold ran down to the ring, she leaped over the top rope and dropkicked Bull in the chest. Bull staggered back and fell between the ropes, landing on her back on the outside of the ring. Bertha grabbed Terri by the shoulder and spun her around, Terri landed a right knee into Bertha's stomach. Terri shoved Bertha's head between her knees, she tried to lift Bertha up, but she wouldn't budge. Terri tired again, with all her strength she managed to lift Bertha on her shoulders. She power bombed Bertha onto her back. Terri staggered back, she dropped to her knees clutching her back.
Bull crawled int the ring, she grabbed Terri around the waist and threw her over the back of her shoulders, Terri screamed as she was helpless to escape the torture rack. Bull strutted around the ring and tossed Terri to the ringside below. Bull helped Bertha to her feet, they rolled out of the ring and walked to the backstage area.
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Chrissy Zmijewski vs Raye 'Zap' Hollitt
Chrissy walked down the UFWL hallway, dressed in a shiny blue Bikini., she was headed to the ring for her match with Zap. For the past few weeks, Zap had been taunting Chrissy during her matches, causing her to lose every single time. Chrissy clenched her fists and punched the wall on her left. A crack formed in the wall. She wasn't going to let Zap interfere in any more of her matches, so she issued a challenge to the American Gladiator.
Zap accepted as soon as she Chrissy laid down the challenge. But the one thing that had insulted Chrissy the most, was when Zap attacked as she turned to leave. She received a steel chair over her head for her troubles.
Chrissy shoved aside the curtain and stepped onto the entrance stage. She raised her fists in the air, and ran down the entrance ramp, she carried a microphone in her right hand. “As some of you know, last week I challenged Zap to a match, and she cowardly attacked me from behind. Well that won't happen again.”
The crowd rose to their feet, they chanted Chrissy's name repeatedly. Chrissy bowed to her fans and flexed her left bicep at her side.
Zap walked out onto the entrance stage, dressed in a black bikini and black knee high boots. She strutted down the ramp, swaying her hips as she approached the ring. She rolled into the ring and walked over to the referee, Dara Torres. Zap pushed past Dara and snatched the microphone from Chrissy. “Well, Chrissy, I hope you're ready for our match, because it's going to be a mud pit match, the loser is the first one to get slammed into the mud.”
Beside the right of the ramp was a pool of mud 10ft wide in diameter and ankle deep.
Chrissy gulped as she stared at the mud pit. “There's no way I'm going into the mud, you're the one who looks more suited to rolling around in mud.” Chrissy raised her right fist and swung it at Zap's head.
Zap ducked and avoided Chrissy's punch, she slammed her left elbow into Chrissy's chin. Zap grabbed Chrissy by the throat and shoved her into the southwest corner of the ring., she kneed Chrissy in the abs. Zap landed a barrage of punches to Chrissy's chin.
Chrissy slumped down in the corner, she was bleeding from her chin. Zap leaned in and licked the blood from her foe's chin, she laughed and spit in Chrissy's eyes.
“I'm too much for you.” Zap slammed the heel of her right boot against Chrissy's abs.
Chrissy grunted and fell to her knees. Zap brought up her left knee into Chrissy's chin. She shoved Chrissy's head between her knees and piledrove her head to the mat. Zap grabbed Chrissy's ankles and dragged her towards the north set of ropes. She climbed out of the ring and threw Chrissy over her shoulders. She carried Chrissy along the side of the ramp towards the mud pool.
As Zap approached the mud pool, Chrissy flailed and landed on her feet behind Zap. She leaped and drop kicked Zap in the small of her back. Zap stumbled and splashed face first into the mud. Chrissy raised her arms in victory, she stepped into the mud pool and placed the heel of her right foot on the back of Zap's head, pressing her face deeper into the mud. “You love the taste of mud don't you, Zap. Just like any other good little piggy.” Chrissy flexed her biceps at her side.
Lori 'Ice' Fetrick ran out from behind the entrance curtain, she leaped off the stage and connected with a vicious clothes that sent both women splashing into the mud. Ice stood up and wiped the mud from her eyes. She bent over Zap and pulled her to her feet.
Zap spit a mouthful of mud into Ice's face, thinking that it was Chrissy, unable to see with the mud in her own eyes.
Chrissy jumped to her feet, and speared Ice in the midsection, sending her crashing into Zap. “I tried to be nice and asked you not to bother me, but you didn't listen. You're all washed up, Zapster.”
Ref Dara Torres ran up behind Chrissy and pinned her arms to her side. “Stop it, You've won the match.”
Chrissy wriggled her arms free, she spun on her heels and punched Dara in the abs. She shoved Dara's head between her knees, and piledrove Dara headfirst into the mud. “Stay out of my way, Dara. You're not a champion, you're a chump.” Chrissy kicked Dara in the ribs and climbed onto the stage, she smirked and walked to the back to wash the mud off her body.
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Chrissy Zmijewski vs Owen Hart
Chrissy walked down the entrance ramp, dressed in a shiny blue bikini. The incident with Owen Hart backstage had left her shaken and angered. How dare he sneak up on my like that and pinch my bottom, I'll show him not to mess with me. She rolled into the ring, she waved to the crowd and bowed. They responded with thunderous applause. She could see the steel cage hanging high above the ring. She stood with her hands folded across her chest, she stood next to referee Alundra Blayze.
Owen walked out onto the entrance stage, he was showered with a chorus of boos. He shook his fists at the crowd, he walked down the ramp and rolled into the ring. He approached Chrissy, he glared at her, he mimed pinching her rear.
The cage slowly lowered down over the ring, the set up crew attached the cage to the ring. Chrissy sneered at Owen. “You better not grab my butt again. I'll slap the taste out of your mouth.” she said as Owen approached her.
“Now's your chance to back out, Chrissy. Once that bell rings, you belong to me.” Owen said, he ran his right hand down Chrissy's pecs, she slapped his hand away, which elicited laughter from the
crowd. Owen growled and wrapped his arms around Chrissy's waist, he pulled her body against his.
Chrissy moaned as she tried to wriggle out of Owen's grasp. She slammed her fists into Owen's chin. He released her and took two large steps back. Owen rushed at Chrissy, he rammed his right shoulder into her abs. Chrissy staggered back and bumped against the cage wall. Owen threw his right arm over Chrissy's shoulders and bulldoged her to the mat. Owen leaped to his feet and stomped on Chrissy's back, he grabbed her hair and dragged Chrissy to her feet.
“You can't beat me, Chrissy.” Owen irish whipped Chrissy into the south cage wall, she staggered and fell onto her back. Owen stomped on Chrissy's abs and laughed.
Chrissy grabbed Owen's ankles and flipped him onto his back. She rolled him onto his stomach setting him up into a sharpshooter. Owen grunted and pounded his clenched fists on the mat. “How do you like your own move used against you, Owen.” Chrissy smiled and looked back over her shoulder, the sight of Owen squirming made her giggle.
“Get off of me.” Owen powered out of the hold, he rolled onto his back and shoved Chrissy into the cage wall with his feet. Chrissy put her hands up and grabbed the cage wall. She began to climb up the side of the cage. Owen rolled to his feet, he grabbed the back of Chrissy's bikini bottom and pulled her off the cage wall, her bottoms ripped off as she fell to the mat, leaving her crotch exposed.
Before Chrissy could react, Owen was straddling her, knees on either side of her waist. Chrissy jammed her thumbs into Owen's eyes, and shoved him away. Chrissy rose to her feet and grabbed her torn bikini bottom, she wrapped it around Owen's throat, choking him with it. Owen slammed his left fist into Chrissy's crotch, she grunted and stumbled back.
Owen unwrapped the bikini bottom from around his throat and snatched Chrissy by her hair. He shoved the bikini bottom into Chrissy's mouth, and kneed her in the abs. Owen shoved Chrissy's head between his knees, he lifted her onto his shoulders. Chrissy leaned back and reversed into a hurricanrana, she spat out the bikini bottoms and stomped on Owen's throat.
Chrissy walked towards the cage door, she reached through the bars and unhooked the latch. The cage door swung open. Just as Chrissy stepped through the ropes, Owen grabbed her left ankle and pulled her back into the cage, he laid her face down over his left knee, and slapped her bare butt. Owen pushed her off his knee and elbow dropped her in the crotch.
Owen got to his feet and walked to the cage door. Chrissy staggered to her feet, she crept up behind Owen, she dropped to her knees and low blowed him in the crotch. Chrissy irish whipped Owen into the opposite cage wall. As she stepped through the ropes, Natalya Neidhart emerged from the back, she ran down the entrance ramp, she grabbed the cage door and slammed it Chrissy's face.
Chrissy stumbled and became tangled in the ropes. Owen saw his chance, he pulled himself to his feet with the aid of the cage wall. He slowly climbed up the cage wall. Chrissy managed to free herself from the ropes, she tumbled out of the ring, she banged her left knee on the steel steps.
Natalya cursed as she realized her interference had cost Owen the match, she screamed and kicked the ring apron. Her anger turned to joy when she saw Chrissy clutching her left knee. Natalya crouched down by Chrissy's head. “Can't get up, can you. Good for you.” She grabbed Chrissy's ankles and flipped her onto her stomach.
Chrissy screamed in agony as Natalya leaned back applying more pressure to the sharpshooter.
Owen dropped down to the outside of the ring, he walked around the ring over to Chrissy, he ripped her bikini top off and stuffed in into her mouth. Owen slapped Chrissy across the face. “You should have let me win, now you're going to pay for your stupidity.”
Owen leaped to his feet and jumped over the barricade and into the crowd when he saw Hulk Hogan running down the entrance ramp.
Hulk ran towards Natalya, he lunged and clotheslined Natalya across her back, freeing Chrissy from the hold. Hulk leaned down and scooped up Chrissy in his arms, he cradled her against his chest and carried her to the back to Dr Michi Ritz's infirmary. “Don't worry little lady, the doctor will take care of that knee.”
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Heather Armbrust/ Amanda Dunbar vs Deborah Khazei/ Kathy Derry
Heather and Amanda emerged from behind the entrance curtain, they were dressed in matching pink bikinis. They strutted down the ramp, they rolled into the ring and approached the ref, Sharon Bruneau. Heather got in Sharon's face, mocking her. “Remember our match, I made you tap out like a little girl.” She smirked. Flexing her massive arms, her biceps bulged and veined up.
Sharon paid her no attention.
Amanda shoved Sharon. “She's talking to you, you better listen.”
Sharon glared at both women. “Save your energy for your opponents.”
The overhead lights dimmed, Kathy and Deborah walked out onto the entrance stage, dressed in matching rainbow striped Bikinis, they walked down the ramp in their bare feet. They rolled into the ring and approached their opponents. “You can't handle the Fitness Beach Babes. You're in for a world of hurt.” Kathy said pointing at Heather and Amanda.
Heather and Amanda threw their heads back, they laughed. “Don't keep your day job. What are a couple of fitness bimbos going to do about us.” Heather said, flexing her biceps “Better give up before we have to teach you the meaning of pain.” Heather lunged, she caught Deb in the abs with a vicious left jab.
Deb dropped to her knees, clutching her stomach. Heather grabbed her throat and lifted her into the air, her feet dangling a foot off the mat.
Ref Sharon ordered Amanda and Kathy to their respective corners. She turned her attention to Heather and Deb. “No choking. Drop her.”
Heather smirked and tossed Deb into the nearest corner, she mounted Deb and slammed her fists repeatedly into Deb's forehead. Heather laughed and monkey flipped Deb to the mat. She dragged Deb to her feet by the hair.
Deb fell to her knees, low blowing Heather between her legs. She ran towards her corner and slapped Kathy's hands, switching places. Kathy leaped over the top rope and rushed Heather, she drop kicked Heather in the chest, sending her foe slamming onto her back.
Heather grunted and rolled to her feet, she ran towards Kathy. Kathy sidestepped Heather and kicked the back of her right knee. Kathy shoved Heather face first to the mat, she rolled Heather onto her back and grabbed her ankles. She flipped Heather onto her stomach, locking her up in a boston crab. Heather screamed as Kathy leaned back, applying greater pressure to the hold.
Amanda stormed into the ring, she clasped her hands together, and bashed Kathy in her chest.
Kathy fell onto her back, releasing the hold. Amanda brought her right heel down on Kathy's abs. Amanda dragged Kathy to her feet, placing her in a headlock, she ddt'ed Kathy's head onto the mat.
Sharon stepped in and shoved Amanda towards her corner. “Break it up, back to your corner.”
Amanda flipped Sharon off, and returned to her corner.
Kathy shook the cobwebs from her head, and crawled towards her corner. She raised her arm up weakly and tagged Deb in. Deb climbed to the top turnbuckle, she leaped off aiming her left elbow at Heather. Deb's elbow struck the mat, as Heather rolled out of the way, she clutched her elbow screaming in agony.
Heather pushed herself to her feet, she staggered towards her corner, tagging in Amanda. Amanda took her time climbing into the ring, with Deb's elbow injured, she could afford to take her time. She strutted towards Deb, shaking her hips from side to side. She slammed her foot down on Deb's injured elbow. She smirked as Deb screamed in pain. Amanda laid down beside Deb, wrapping her legs around Deb's left arm.
Deb contemplated tapping out, she couldn't find the leverage to escape Amanda's armbar. Clenching her right hand, she pounded her fist on the mat. She moaned as she tired to squirm her way free. Deb managed to get one foot onto the bottom rope.
“Release the hold.” Ref Sharon warned Amanda.
Amanda released Deb's arm, she sat up and shrugged her shoulders.
Deb crawled toward her corner. She raised her hand to Kathy, but no tag came. She looked to see Kathy jump down from the apron and step back towards the security barricade. “What are you doing, tag in.”
Kathy shook her head, she ran around the ring, heading for the back. Heather sprung up from behind the corner post, catching Kathy off guard with a devastating clothesline. Heather smirked and dragged Kathy to her feet, she scooped up Kathy in her arms, and rammed Kathy's back against the steel corner post.
Amanda pulled Deb to her feet. She held Deb's left arm out at her side, and chopped Deb on her left elbow. Deb screamed and dropped to her knees. Amanda wrapped her arms around Deb's waist and suplexed her onto her her head. Amanda plopped down by Deb's head, and wrapped her legs around Deb's throat.
Ref Sharon lost her cool, she stomped on Amanda's chest, forcing her to break the hold. Sharon dragged Amanda to her knees, and kneed her in the chin. She rolled Deb on top of Amanda and dropped to her knees.
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When Heather saw the money exchange hands, she flew into a rage, she rolled into the ring and speared Sharon to the mat. Amanda got to her feet, realizing what had transpired, she joined Heather in clobbering Sharon, she snatched the wad of cash from Sharon's hand and shoved it into her mouth. Heather and Amanda double ddt'ed Sharon's head to the mat. They stomped on Sharon's back before rolling out of the ring. Still full of anger, they went after Deb and Kathy. They threw reached Deb and Kathy as the reached the top of the entrance ramp. Heather grabbed a chunk of Deb's hair and whipped her off the platform, sending her crashing through a table ten feet below. Amanda lifted Kathy onto her shoulders and leaped off the platform power bombing Kathy on top of Deb.
Heather and Amanda taunted the crowd and walked to the back, their anger vented.
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Brigitta Brezovac vs Barbora Mrazkova
Brigitta stood in the center of the ring, with Referee Bev Francis at her side. Her pink bikini showcased her muscular ripped body. She flexed her massive biceps to the amazement of the crowd. She raised the microphone in her right hand up to her mouth. “Tonight, I'm going to show you how weak your heroine Barbora Mrazkova is. She's been avoiding my challenge for weeks, now there's no place for her to hide. So bring your ass out here, and I'll wipe the mat with it.”
The arena overhead lights dimmed, Barbora walked out onto the entrance stage, dressed in a Wonder Woman costume, complete with tiara, bracelets, belt, boots, and lasso. She swayed her hips from side to side as she walked down the ramp. The lights brightened back up. Barbora climbed the steel steps into the ring, she approached Brigitta and placed her hands on her hips.
“What's with the getup, you going to a party later.?” Brigitta threw her head back and laughed. She poked Barbora in the chest.
Barbora glared at Brigitta, she threw up her hands and shoved Brigitta onto her butt. “I'm more powerful than you give me credit for. I have the strength of Wonder Woman.” She flexed her arms at her sides, her biceps bulging and veiny.
“Shut up.” Brigitta leaped to her feet, she bashed the microphone over Barbora's head, shattering it into several pieces. Barbora dropped to the mat like a sack of potatoes. Brigitta growled and sat down on Barbora's waist, she wrapped her hands around her throat.
Barbora fought back, gasping for air, she slammed her fists into Brigitta's forehead, knocking the larger woman away. She rolled to her feet, she slowly approached Brigitta and folded her arms across her chest. As Brigitta got to her feet, Barbora slammed her right fist into her abs. Brigitta dropped to her knees clutching her stomach. Barbora grabbed Brigitta by the throat and lifted her off her feet. “Feel my power.” Barbora said tightening her grip on her foe.
Brigitta raked Barbora across the eyes, Barbora grunted and released her grip, she staggered back rubbing her eyes. Brigitta grasped Barbora's belt, Barbora brought the heel of her right foot against Brigitta's chin. Brigitta grunted as she stumbled into the ropes. Barbora rushed at Brigitta, Brigiita ducked and flipped Barbora over the ropes and out of the ring.
Barbora grunted as her back struck the security barricade. Brigitta rolled out of the ring and dragged Barbora to her feet. Barbora raised her knee into Brigitta's abs and scooped her in her arms, she rammed Brigitta's back against the steel corner post. Barbora raised her fists over her head, taunting her fallen opponent. “You can give up if you wish.” Barbora said leaning over Brigitta.
Brigitta moaned and crawled under the ring apron, she refused to come out.
Barbora shrugged her shoulders and rolled into the ring. She approached Ref Bev Francis. “Since she won't crawl back out, you should declare me the winner.”
“Not unless you pin or submit her. If you want to win, you better drag her out.”
“Nonsense, she's too afraid-”
Brigitta burst through the canvas beneath Barbora's feet, she grabbed her ankles and dragged her into the hole. Brigitta clamped a rag over Barbora's mouth. Barbora struggled to free herself, her screams muffled by the cloth. A sickly sweet aroma filled her nostrils, her head head lolled to the side, her arms drooping at her sides. Brigitta climbed out from the hole and grabbed Barbora's wrist, she dragged her towards the nearest corner and leaned her against the turnbuckles.
Bev clapped and cheered for Brigitta. “Way to go, girl.”
Brigitta smiled as she removed Barbora's Wonder Woman belt and placed it around her own waist. She took off the magic bracelets and placed them on her own wrists. Brigitta slipped off the tiara and placed it on her own head. She could feel the power flowing through her as she popped a most muscular pose, every muscle on her body swelled and bulged.
Barbora slowly came to, her eyes flitting open, she gasped when she saw Brigitta wearing her belt and bracelets. “What have you done. Give me my things back.”
Brigitta walked up to Barbora and backhanded her across the face. “Why should I, their mine now, and you're going to tell me where you got these devices.” Brigitta wrapped her hands around Barbora's throat, refusing to let go until she got her answer.
“From... Dr... Michi. She...built...them...herself.” Barbora struggled to get the words out.
Brigitta patted Barbora on the head. “That wasn't so hard, was it.” Brigitta lifted Barbora over her head and tossed her over the ropes, Barbra slammed down onto the announcer's table, breaking it in half. “No one can stop me now.” Brigitta climbed the top turnbuckle of the nearest corner and raised her fists over her head, taunting Barbora.
Barbora crawled to her feet, she grabbed a steel folding chair and rolled into the ring. Brigitta leaped off the turnbuckle and charged Barbora. Barbra slammed the chair over Brigitta's head. To Barbora's horror, Brigitta shrugged her shoulders and laughed off the chair shot, as if she had been hit by a flyswatter. Brigitta snatched the chair from Barbora's slacked hands and bent the chair in half, she crumpled it into a ball and tossed it over her shoulder. “If you wanted to keep these, you shouldn't have brought them to the ring.” Brigitta scooped up a horrified Barbora and bench pressed her over head.
Brigitta brought Barbora down and placed her back over her right knee. She pressed down on Barbora's knees and throat. She laughed as Barbora's terrified screams echoed through the arena. “Give up, there's no escape from my Brezovac BackBreaker.”
Barbora unhooked her lasso from her waist, When Brigitta realized what was happening, she shoved Barbora to the mat and wrestled the lasso from her. She dragged Barbora to her feet and looped the lasso over Barbora's waist. Barbora stopped resisting and stood there like a statue.
Brigitta grinned and tightened the lasso. “On your knees, Barbora.” Barbora obeyed and dropped to her knees. “Kiss my feet.”
Without a word of protest, Barbora dropped to her hands and knees, she leaned down and kissed Brigitta's bare feet. She ran her tongue between Brigitta's toes until they were clean. Brigitta yanked on the lasso, pulling Barbora to her feet. Brigitta leaned in and whispered in Barbora's ear. “From now on, you'll obey my every command.” Barbora nodded.
Brigitta turned her attention to the crowd. “Look at your hero now, such a weakling. Barbora, lay on your back.”
Barbora nodded and laid down on the mat. Brigitta placed her right foot on Barbora's chest.
Ref Bev Dropped to her knees to make the count.
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Terri Gold vs Bertha Faye
Terri walked down the UFWL hallway, she was on her way to the ring. She was dressed in her WOW outfit, she looked like a perfect ten with her chiseled physique, her body glistened with sweat. That was one intense workout, she thought, hiring Cory Everson as her personal trainer had been paying off. Weights in the morning, cardio in the afternoon. She ran her hands through her hair, she wiped the sweat from her hair onto her chest.
Bertha stepped out from around the corner. “Ready for our match tonight. I don't know what you're thinking. Do you believe you can beat someone as beautiful and strong as me.” She was dressed in a mini skirted black and purple polka dot leotard. She swung her huge hips from side to side.
Terri threw her hands over her mouth, she pretended to gag. She laughed under her breath, she tilted her head up. “I've been training with one of the best female bodybuilders in the business.” Terri flexed her biceps, they bulged and veined up.
Bertha threw her head back and laughed. “Don't worry little one. I'll go easy on you in our match.” she grinned and slammed her right fist into Terri's midsection.
Terri grunted and fell to one knee. She clutched her abs, she glared up at Bertha. “Do you always pull cheap shots like that.”
Bertha shrugged her shoulders. “Whatever it takes to win, nothing is off limits. Why don't we just settle it here and now.” She folded her her arms across her chest, smirking at Terri.
“Fine with me.” Terri said, crouching into a sumo wrestler stance, she threw her arms out in front of her. She lunged at Bertha. Bertha was ready for he attack, she charged and slammed her thick right knee into Terri's abs. Terri dropped to her knees with a grunt. Bertha grabbed Terri by the throat and lifted the Perfect 10 to her feet. She raised Terri off the ground, her feet dangling mere inches above the floor. Bertha grinned and threw Terri against her dressing room door. Terri smashed through the door, knocking it off it's hinges.
“Are you hurt.” Bertha said as she stepped over the pieces of the broken door, entered Terri's dressing room, and dragged Terri to her feet. She shoved Terri's head between her knees, lifted her onto her shoulders and power bombing Terri onto the sofa. Bertha walked to the door, poking her head out. “I need a referee in here.”
Reggie Bennett ran down the hall, dressed in a black and white striped leotard, she rushed into the dressing room, as Bertha plopped down on Terri's chest. Reggie drop kicked Bertha in the chin. She rolled Bertha onto her back. She grabbed Terri, and laid her on top of Bertha. Reggie dropped to her knees.
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Dara Torres vs Inge de Bruijn
The stands of the UFWL Pool arena were packed to the brim tonight. Dara walked out of the locker room area and approached the Olympic sized pool, the water was clear as air. She was dressed in a pink bikini, the bikini showed off almost every inch of her chiseled physique. She smiled and waved to the crowd, they responded with a round of thunderous applause. She walked around the edge of the pool, she approached the diving board ladder, there stood referee Rebecca Soni.
Inge walked out to the poolside area, she was dressed in a black bikini. She approached Dara, sneering at her as she neared. “What's the matter, Dara. You look a little older today, feeling a bit run down. Maybe you should sit this one out. I won't think any less of you.” Inge extended her right hand towards Dara.
Dara slapped her hand away. “Kiss my abs, I can beat you any day of the week.” Dara flexed a double biceps pose, her rock hard biceps bulged and veined up. She kissed each one of her biceps.
Inge covered her mouth as if she was yawning. “I hope you can back it up, cause if not, I'll shut you up.” Inge smirked and flexed a side chest pose.
Dara stood her ground, she glared at Inge, but her foe paid her no attention. “Just put up or shut up.” she said standing nose to nose with Inge.
Inge shrugged her shoulders. “Is this supposed to scare me, it's not going to work.” She thrust her hands out, shoving Dara off the edge of the pool, splashing down into the water.
Dara popped her head, spit out a mouthful of water, and climbed out of the pool. She clenched her fists and glared at Inge. “What was that for?”
“I thought the match had started, my mistake.” Inge said with a grin.
Dara lunged, slapping Inge across the face. Inge slammed her right fist into Dara's abs. Dara grunted and tackled Inge to the ground. Inge fell with a grunt, she landed a right hook to Dara's chin. Dara rolled onto her back, Inge jumped up and sat down on Dara's chest. “Get off me.” Dara said, struggling to force Inge off.
“Why should I, you're just trash.” Inge said, she leaned down and spit saliva in Dara's eyes. Dara cringed and grabbed Inge's wrist. She arched her back and flipped Inge onto the floor. Dara positioned herself on top and sat on Inge's chest.
“How do you like this.” Dara shouted and spit in Inge's mouth. She slapped Inge across the chest, and tugged on her hair. Inge grunted and flailed her legs, her wrists pinned under the weight of Dara's ripped chiseled water soaked body. Dara grinned and hopped up and down, eliciting screams and moans from Inge. Inge swung her legs, wrapping them around Dara's throat. She rolled off the edge of the pool, sending both women splashing into the water.
Inge got to her feet, she brushed her hair back, and slammed her right fist into Dara's abs. She forced Dara to her knees, and held her head under the water. Dara flailed her arms and legs, she twisted in the water, shoving her feet into Inge's chest. Dara popped up from under the water and grabbed Inge's wrist. Inge rammed her elbow into Dara's chin and swam towards the edge, and propped her butt on the side of the pool.
Dara swam after her, Inge stood up and leaped into the water, landing an elbow to Dara's back. Dara grunted and swallowed a mouthful of water, she clutched the side of the pool, gasping for air. Inge swam up behind her, wrapping her arms around Dara's waist, and suplexed her onto the side of the pool. Dara floated face up in the water, Inge grabbed a chunk of her hair, dragging her out of the pool. Inge led Dara to the pool shack, she reached in and grabbed a long length of rope, she bound Dara's wrists and threw her over her shoulders.
“I hope you're better swimmer than this.” Inge said, and approached the foot of the diving board ladder. She mounted the bottom step, and scrambled up the ladder, she tossed Dara onto the diving board, and climbed up after her. Inge dragged Dara to her feet, shoved Dara's head between her knees, and lifted Dara onto her shoulders. Inge broke into a run, and leaped off the diving board, power bombing Dara into the water twenty feet below. A huge splashed drenched the front rows of the stands. Inge dragged Dara out of the pool and rolled her into her back. Inge sat down on Dara's chest.
Ref Rebecca Soni dropped to her knees.
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Gina Davis vs Raye 'Zap' Hollitt
Gina stood in the center of the ring, hands and her hips, she bounced her pecs in her skimpy black bikini. You don't know what you're getting into, Zapster. I'll beat you without breaking a sweat.” She grinned and flexed her massive off season cannon ball sized biceps,
Zap crouched down and waved her hands at Gina. “I've faced tougher women than you.”
Gina shook her head. “You're mistaken.” She said and lunged at Zap. Gina slammed her thick fist into Zap's midsection, Zap clutched her abs and dropped to her knees. She grabbed Zap by the throat and squeezed the air from her body. Gina lifted Zap to her feet, she slammed her right fist into Zap's chin.
Zap fell back first on the mat, she was gasping for air.
Gina climbed t the top turnbuckle, she jumped off and landed a vicious elbow drop to Zap's abs. Gina hooked Zap's leg. The ref, Crush dropped to her knees to make the count.
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Gina grabbed Zap by her hair, she dragged Zap to her feet. She lifted Zap onto her shoulders, pile drove her head to the canvas, and belly flopped down on her ribs. Zap screamed, she could feel some of her ribs crack from Gina's massive off season bulk. Gina hooks Zap's legs.
Crush dropped to her knees.
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...3. Crush raised Gina's arm in victory. Zap clutched her side, moaning from the pain of her broken ribs. She grunted and rolled onto her right side. Gina grinned and dragged Zap to her hands and knees, she kicked Zap in her left side. Zap screamed and fell onto her back. Gina dragged Zap to her feet. She lifted Zap onto her shoulders, and power bombed her onto the mat. Gina and Crush rolled out of the ring, walked to the back, gloating over Gina's victory.
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Kiana Tom vs Monica Brant
Kiana walked to the ring dressed in a black bikini, strutting down the ramp in her bare feet. She winked and waved to the crowd, running her hands over her chiseled abs. The crowd chanted her name as she rolled into the ring and approached Ref Deborah Khazei. Kiana held a microphone in her left hand. “Where are you hiding Monica, we have a match scheduled. Did you forget. Come out and play.” Kiana leaned against the southwest corner post, she folded her arms across her chest.
The lights dimmed, Monica walked out onto the entrance stage, dressed in a shiny blue bikini, she flexed her biceps for the crowd, and began her descent down the ramp. She rolled into the ring, stood up, glaring at Kiana. “What gives, why are you anxious to fight me?”
Kiana cast Monica a smirking smile. “You think you're the best in the fitness industry, but tonight I'll prove I'm better in the ring. Don't feel bad, I know you're used to laying on your back, so this should be easy for me.” Kiana stood up, and approached Monica.
Monica gritted her teeth at Kiana. “What are you going to do with those puny muscles of yours, those aren't big enough to be call pipe cleaners.” She said, smirking at Kiana.
“Guess again.” Kiana flexed her biceps, they doubled in size to 24inches. Monica stepped back with a gasp, her mouth hanging open. Kiana smirked, moving into a most muscular pose. Her pecs swelled, her abs hardened resembling a washboard. “Like what you see.” Kiana's legs grew three times thicker. “If you're wondering why I'm so big, It's not steroids, It's pill to temporarily enhance strength and muscle growth, they only last an hour, so I have more than enough time to beat you, which means I can have some fun before I need to pin you.”
Monica backed up towards the ring ropes, she went to climb out of the ring. Kiana charged, she threw out her arms, wrapping them around Monica's waist, dragging her back into the ring. Kiana lifted Monica off her feet, squeezing her in a tight bearhug. Monica flailed her arms and legs, she moaned as she struggled to pry herself from Kiana's python grip.
With no strength left to fight back, Monica shouted her submission at the top of her lungs. Kiana dropped her limp body to the mat as Ref Deborah called for the bell. Monica spiraled into oblivion as she hit the mat. Kiana placed her bare foot on Monica's chest, and flexed her massive super muscles. She lifted Monica into the air and held her overhead. Kiana ran towards the south set of ropes and hurled Monica into the crowd. Fans scattered and fled their seats as Monica crashed down onto a group of chairs.
Kiana climbed out of the ring, walked towards the announcer's table, grabbed a monitor and leaped over the barricade. She raised it over her head and smashed it into several pieces over Monica's back. Kiana dragged Monica to her feet by the hair and led her to the barricade, slamming her forehead on the edge of the padded barricade. Kiana wrapped a hand around Monica's throat and lifted her onto her shoulders, then power bombed Monica onto the barricade. She threw Monica over her shoulders and walked to the backstage area, she carried Monica into the men's rest room, and pressed Monica's face into the urinal water. “Have a drink, Monica, you must be thirsty.”
Monica spit out a mouthful of urinal water as Kiana pulled her face out. “You witch. I'll get you for this.”
“Not if your unconscious.” Kiana said, slamming her right fist into Monica's chin. Monica fell back, her head striking the side of the urinal. Kiana reached into one of the stalls, grabbed a roll of toilet paper, and stuffed it into Monica's mouth. Kiana clapped her hands and walked off, returning to her dressing room, laughing the whole time.
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Christine Roth vs Kathy Unger
Christine had never liked Kathy, and she made no effort to hide it. She decided they would settle their animosity with a boxing match. She had smirked when Kathy had accepted her challenge. Christine walked down the hallway to the ring, her pink boxing gloves laced up, her black robe tied at the waist. She stepped through the entrance curtain to a chorus of applause.
Sarah Dunlap escorted Christine to the ring, dressed in a black sports bra and blue denim overalls. “You got this girl, Kathy can't withstand the power of the Canadian Crusher.” Sarah said, patting Christine on the shoulders.
Christine shadow boxed the air as they walked down the entrance ramp. “She'll wish she had stayed in retirement.” Christine and Sarah climbed the steel steps and stepped between the ropes, and approached Ref Bridgett Riley.
Kathy Unger walked out onto the entrance stage, followed by her manager, Nicole Bass. She wore a pair of black boxing gloves and a pink robe. The two women walked down the entrance ramp and climbed into the ring. Kathy leaned against the northeast corner turnbuckles, she glared at Christine sizing her up. She approached the center of the ring.
Bridgett stood between them, reminding them of the rules. “No hitting below the belt, no spitting, no biting. “I want a good clean fight. Now back to your corners.”
Christine nodded and headed to the southwest corner of the ring, Kathy to the northeast corner.
Sarah untied Christine's belt and slid off her robe, Christine wore a blue one shoulder strap sports bra, and green boxing shorts. “Hit her hard and hit her fast,” Sarah said as she threw the robe onto the top rope.
Christine nodded and bit down on her mouth guard. “They don't call me the Canadian Crusher for nothing.” She said and boxed the air in front of her. “Her face will look like hamburger meat when I'm finished with her.”
Nicole pulled off Kathy's robe and tossed it out of the ring, Kathy wore a pink tank top and red boxing shorts. “Show her no mercy.” Nicole whispered into Kathy's ear.
Kathy ginned and nodded. “I plan on it.” She said and tapped her gloves by her waist.
Round 1
The ring bell rang, both ladies approached the center of the ring. Christine raised her hands to her face, Kathy caught Christine in the ribs with a hard left jab. Christine stepped back, Kathy continued her offense landing a right hook and a left jab to Christine's ribs. Christine countered with a flurry of punches to Kathy's midsection. Kathy blocked the punches with her gloves, and slipped through Christine's defenses, landing a right cross to Christine's chin.
Christine stumbled backward and bumped against the ropes. Kathy charged, catching Christine in the abs with a left hook. Christine grunted and lunged forward, slamming into Kathy's abs with a mean left hook. Kathy uppercutted Christine in the chin with a right jab, and hopped back. Christine shook her head and lunged at Kathy, she slammed her right fist into Kathy's abs.
Kathy doubled over clutching her stomach. She growled and charged at Christine, catching the Canadian Crusher in the throat with a vicious left jab. The bell rang, signaling the end of the first round. Both ladies walked to their respective corners, and sat down on their stools.
Sarah held a bottle of water up to Christine's lips, she took a sip and spit it into the bucket. “Don't give her a chance to rest. Pace yourself and wear her down.”
“Got it.” Christine nodded as Sarah wiped her face and pecs with a towel to wipe off the sweat.
Kathy leered at Christine from her corner. “I need to take her down, and soon, before she can learn my strategy.”
Nicole wiped the sweat from Kathy's face and abs. “Aim for her face. She's probably afraid to ruin that pretty little face of hers. She patted Kathy on the back.
Round 2
The round bell rang. Christine and Kathy squared off in the center of the ring. Kathy caught Christine in her right eye with a left hook. Christine staggered back and shielded her face with her gloved hands. Kathy forced Christine into the corner with a flurry of punches. Christine was unable to block Kathy's powerful blows, her breathing was slow and heavy as she shoved Kathy back with a right cross and left jab to the abs.
Kathy landed a left uppercut to Christine's forehead. She grinned and stepped back. Christine dropped to her knees, holding her hands over her face. Kathy moved in and landed a right hook to Christine's chin. Christine fell onto her back. Bridgett stood over Christine and began to count.
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...5. Christine pushed herself to her feet, her head throbbed as she stood up, her knees wobbling as she leaned against the ropes. Bridgett approached Christine. Are you able to continue?”
Christine nodded and shook the cobwebs from her head. She glared at Kathy and walked towards her opponents, swinging her fists wildly. Kathy sneered and slammed her left fist against Christine's right eyes. Christine grunted and staggered back. Kathy charged and caught Christine in the abs with a hard left cross.
Christine's right eye swelled shut, with her limited vision, she was at Kathy's mercy. Kathy stepped on Christine's feet, and clobbered her like she was a punching bag. Christine's arms drooped at her side. The bell rang, signaling the end of the second round.
Christine stumbled into her corner and slumped down on the stool. She gasped for air, sweat rolled down her face and pecs. Sarah chewed on her her lower lip. “Maybe you should call it a day, you can't fight with your eye swollen.” Sarah said, wondering if she should throw in the towel for Christine.
“No... I.. have...to...win.” Christine said, panting like a dog.
“You're crazy, so you better beat her.” Sarah said wiping the sweat from Christine's body.
Round 3
Christine and Kathy leaped to their feet as the bell rang, they charged forward, trading body blows in the center of the ring. Kathy slammed her fist into Christine's chin, Christine grunted and staggered back, Kathy landed a left hook to Christine's abs, and a right jab to Christine's forehead.
Christine staggered back into the corner. Kathy slammed her fist into Christine's chin. Christine's arms drooped at her side. Bridgett stepped in and pushed Kathy back. Kathy grinned and dropped her arms. “She never had a chance in the first place.” Kathy said and shrugged her shoulders.
Christine staggered out of the corner, swaying from side to side, her knees wobbled as she approached Kathy. Kathy lunged and uppercutted Christine's chin. Christine crumpled to a heap in the center of the ring.
Bridgett stood over Christine, she shook her head, and motioned to the timekeeper. Bridgett grabbed Kathy's right wrist and lifted it over her head. “You're winner by TKO, Kathy Unger.”
The crowd was on their feet, they booed and stamped their feet.
Sarah climbed into the ring, she crouched down by Christine, helping the blonde beauty into a sitting position. Kathy ran at Sarah, she uppercutted Sarah's chin, knocking out the Steel City Goddess with one punch. Kathy rolled out of the ring, Nicole followed after her, they walked back to Kathy's dressing room.
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Chrissy Zmijewski vs Jill Mills – The Little Red Pills
Chrissy sat in Dr. Michi Ritz's office. When the doctor had called her in, she told Chrissy she had a gift for her. “So what have you got for me, Michi.” She rocked back and forth in her chair.
Michi held a bottle of red pills in her hands, she rolled them across her desk. “Take a look, this is the latest in supplement technology.”
Chrissy picked the bottle up and removed the top, she examined the oval pills.”What are they?” she asked, she wondered why the doctor was prescribing her pills in the first place.
“I saw your match with Jill Mills, it was quite a poor performance, but with these little breakthroughs, you can get your revenge.” Michi smiled and folded her hands over her desk.
“What exactly do they do?” Chrissy rolled the bottle around in her hand.
“Those babies will give you the strength to beat a woman as powerful as Jill, take one pill before a match, and voila, you'll be as strong as Jill, maybe stronger.”
“You're telling me that this pill will give me enhanced strength.?” Chrissy laughed and shook her head doubtfully. “Magic pills, you must be kidding me.” Chrissy sat the bottle back on Michi's desk. “I don't need pills to beat Jill.”
“Yeah, you did real well against her last time.” Michi smirked and placed her hands behind her head, she propped her feet onto her desk.
Chrissy slammed her fists on the desk, the pill bottle rolled onto the floor. “That's not fair, she a behemoth of a woman. Women her size are strength freaks.” Chrissy was breathing heavy, she wanted to slap Michi across the face, taking pills was a ludicrous idea. She wanted to beat Jill the old fashioned way.
“Fine, then continue to lose to her, you'll never beat her if you don't use the pills.” Michi said. “Be a mid carder for the rest of your career. See if I care.”
Chrissy picked the bottle off the floor. “How do they work?” she asked. Chrissy stared at the bottle.
“You simply take one before a heavy workout or a match and your muscles and strength will increase greatly. But don't take my word for it,.Give them a try later.”
Chrissy nodded. “I think I'll do just that.”
The Next Day
Chrissy pounded on Jill's dressing room door. The hinges broke off the frame, the door thudded to the floor. Jill jumped up from the sofa, and glared at Chrissy. It's payback time.” Chrissy said, stepping over the door, and approached Jill.
“What happened to you, found some extra strength hiding in you.” Jill said, folding her arms across her chest.
Chrissy lunged, she grabbed Jill by the throat and lifted her up, her feet dangling six inches off the ground. “I've gained more power than you'll ever know.” She said and choke slammed Jill to the floor. Chrissy brought the heel of her left foot down on Jill's abs. She laughed as she dragged Jill to her feet.
Jill staggered back, and fell onto the couch, she went to lunge at Chrissy, she froze when she saw what happened next.
Chrissy's biceps bulged and swelled to the size of footballs, her forearms thick as bread loves. She wrapped her rock arms around Jill's waist and pulled her off the sofa. Chrissy's legs were thick as tree trunk. Her pecs hardened like steel. Jill moaned as she tried to free herself from Chrissy's iron grip. Chrissy's torso swelled to four times it's thickness. “There is no escape for you.” Chrissy lifted Jill over head, she tossed her halfway across the room. Jill slammed down on the surface of her dressing room table, snapping it down the middle.
“You're a freak, stay away from me.” Jill said and held her arms in front of her face.
“Don't be afraid, I'm not going to hurt you – too badly. It'll will be over shortly.” Chrissy stepped out into the hallway, she shouted for the nearest referee. Ref Dara Torres ran down the hallway, she went into Jill's dressing room.
“Here I am.” Dara said and smirked at Jill. “Nice muscles, Chrissy. I bet Jill wasn't expecting that.”
Chrissy strutted towards Jill, her hands resting on her hips. Chrissy smirked, and dragged Jill to her feet by the hair. She shoved Jill's head between her knees. Chrissy lifted Jill onto her shoulders, she power bombed Jill onto the dressing room stool.
Jill laid spread eagle on the carpet. Chrissy sat down on Jill's chest. Dara dropped to her knees.
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“You should let me try those pills sometime.” Dara said.
“Sure, I got a whole box full of these pills in my dressing room.” Chrissy said and walked into her dressing room. Dara closed the door behind them.
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Wendy Lindquist vs Skip and Sunny
Wendy stepped out the wrestling ring in the UFWL gym, her pink tank top and Grey cotton shorts were drenched with sweat as was her entire body. She sat down on the ring apron, and grabbed a towel sitting beside her, as she wiped the sweat from her face, the door swung open.
Skip and Sunny of the Bodydonnas walked into the gym, dressed in their Bodydonnas outfits. Skip grinned and approached Wendy, Sunny followed behind skip, a towel draped over her left shoulder. “Hey, Wendy, I heard you were in here.” Skip said and sat down beside Wendy. Sunny stood in front of Wendy and folded her arms across her chest.
“You may be in great shape, but it's nothing compared to the Bodydonnas.” Sunny said. “This is what perfection looks like.” She pointed to Skip and then herself.
Wendy stood up from the ring apron and pressed her chest against Sunny. “What's your problem with me. Are you just jealous of how great my body looks.” She said and shoved Sunny back with her chest.
Skip grabbed Wendy and tossed her into the ring, he rolled in after her and dragged her to her feet. He shoved her into the nearest corner and hooked her arms over the top rope. “Come on, Sunny, show her what you got.”
Sunny rolled into the ring, she grabbed the towel from her shoulder as she approached Wendy. She wrapped the towel around Wendy's throat and dig the heel of her left boot into Wendy's abs, and leaned back. Skip climbed to the outside apron, holding Wendy's arms behind her back.
Wendy gasping for air, kicked Sunny in the back of her knee. Sunny grunted and released the towel, she staggered back, clutching her knee. She growled at Wendy and charged, fists raised over her head. Wendy ducked and slipped from Skip's grasp. Sunny slammed her fists into Skip's chest, sending him crashing down onto the steel steps. Wendy came up behind Sunny, wrapping her arms around her waist, and slammed Sunny to the mat with a German suplex. Wendy dropped to her knees and laid over Sunny.
Skip rolled to his feet, he stomped Wendy's back, and shoved her off Sunny with his foot. He crouched down by Wendy's face. “There's no referee, you dolt.” Skip grabbed Wendy's hair and dragged her to her feet.
Sunny staggered to her feet, Skip locked Wendy in a full nelson hold. Sunny repeatedly slammed her fist into Wendy's abs. Skip pushed Wendy to her knees. Wendy grunted as she tried to wriggle her arms free. Sunny slapped Wendy across the face, and kneed her in the abs. Skip dragged Wendy to her feet, and suplexed her to the mat. Skip sat down on Wendy's chest., Sunny dropped to her knees.
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Kiana Tom vs Stephanie McMahon
Kiana walked down the entrance ramp, dressed in a purple bikini and bare feet, she popped two red pills into her mouth as she climbed into the ring. She approached the referee Kathy Derry, and shook her hand. “Nice to see you, friend. Looking good.”
“Thanks.” Kathy said, as the arena lights dimmed. “Show her no mercy.”
Stephanie walked out onto the entrance stage, dressed in a black leotard and knee high boot, she strutted down the entrance ramp and rolled into the ring. Stephanie stood nose to nose with Kiana, fearlessly staring her down. Stephanie jumped back as Kiana's muscles bulged and swelled to triple their size. “What's going on with you?”
Kiana's arms and legs were thick as tree trunks. “It's a secret, if you don't know, why should I tell you.” She said raising a finger to her lip.
Stephanie lunged, Kiana saw the attack coming, and reacted, slamming a stone hard fist into Stephanie's throat. Stephanie dropped to her knees.
Kiana grabbed the sides of Stephanie's head and kneed her in the chin. Stephanie clutched her head as she fell onto her back. Kiana splashed down on Stephanie,
Kiana grabbed Steph's hair and dragged her to her feet. She slapped Stephanie across the chest. Stephanie staggered back and bumped into the ropes. Her arms tangled up in the top and middle sets of ropes. Kiana smirked, she ran and drop kicked Stephanie in the abs. Stephanie jerked free, and dropped to her knees.
Kiana grabbed Stephanie by the throat and groin and lifted her overhead like a barbell. She pressed Stephanie a few times, and body slammed her onto her back. Stephanie fell to the mat with a grunt. Kiana stood with one foot on Stephanie's chest. Ref Kathy Derry dropped to her knees.
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Stephanie McMahon vs Alundra Blayze
Stephanie strutted down the entrance ramp, dressed in a black leotard and black knee high boots. She rolled into the ring and approached Ref Sunny. She folded her arms across her chest, waiting for her opponent to arrive.
The arena lights dimmed, Alundra walked out onto the entrance stage, dressed in a white bikini and white ankle high boots. Fog poured out of the floor vents, shrouding Alundra in a thick white mist. She ran down the ramp, and slid into the ring under the bottom rope. She jumped to her feet, and glared at Stephanie as she approached.
Stephanie stood nose to nose with Alundra, as both ladies stared each down in the center of the ring. “You think you're the greatest female wrestler ever, tonight I'm going to show you who's the best. She flexed her left arm and squeezed her bicep. “Hard as a rock.” She grinned and smirked at her foe.
Alundra wasn't impressed, she shoved Stephanie with her chest, and lunged. Stephanie ducked under Alundra's arms and slammed her fists into her abs. Alundra grunted and fell to her knees. Stephanie jumped on Alundra's back, wrapping her arms around Alundra's throat. She banged the back of Alundra's head against the mat.
Alundra grabbed Stephanie's arms, squeezing her biceps. Stephanie flinched and released Alundra's throat. She leaped to feet, and leg dropped Alundra across the chest. Stephanie dragged Alundra to her feet by her hair, she slapped her across the face, and kneed her in the groin, Alundra fell to her knees.
Stephanie shoved Alundra to the mat, she stomped on Alundra's abs and rolled out of the ring. She grabbed a steel folding chair from behind the announcer's table and threw it into the ring, then rolled in under the bottom rope. She picked up the chair, and slammed it over Alundra's abs.
Alundra screamed and rolled away from Stephanie, she pushed herself to her feet, clutching her stomach. She glared at Stephanie, and then focused her attention on the chair in her foe's hands. “Give me the chair, Stephanie, or you'll regret it.” Alundra held out her hands, waiting for Stephanie to give over her weapon.
Stephanie looked to the crowd, and then to Alundra. She sneered and ran towards Alundra, chair raised over her head. Alundra lunged, she grabbed the chair, and kicked Stephanie in the abs. Alundra yanked the chair from Stephanie's grip, and slammed it over her head. Stephanie laid spread eagle in the center of the ring.
Alundra laid over Stephanie, Sunny dropped to her knees.
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Stephanie sat up, she rubbed her throat as she gasped for air. Her knees trembled as she stood up, she staggered towards Alundra, and slapped her across the face. Stephanie spun on her heels and slammed the heel of her left boot into Alundra's chin. Alundra fell to the mat with a grunt. Stephanie sat down on Alundra's chest. Ref Sunny dropped to her knees.
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Kiana Tom vs Sunny
Sunny strolled down the entrance ramp dressed in her Bodydonnas outfit, a towel draped over her left shoulder. She waved to the crowd and rolled into the ring. Ref Sable glared at her from the center of the ring. Sunny leaned against the northeast corner and furrowed her brows at Sable. “You got something to say, Sable.”
Sable shrugged. “I'm just wondering if I should have the paramedics wait ringside during your match, since Kiana is going to destroy you.”
Sunny was about to respond when Kiana came out onto the entrance stage, she popped two red pills into her mouth, and ran down the ramp, she rolled into the ring, and creeped up behind Sunny, she grabbed the towel and wrapped it around Sunny's throat. She dragged Sunny towards the northeast corner and slammed her against the turnbuckles. Kiana threw the towel to the mat, and kneed Sunny in the abs.
Sunny grunted and slumped down in the corner. Kiana flexed her muscles, her torso swelled to five times it's mass. Kiana smirked, bringing one beefy knee into Sunny's midsection. Kiana grabbed Sunny and lifted her overhead. She bench pressed Sunny like a barbell and threw Sunny out of the ring.
Sable stood by the ropes and began to count.
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Stephanie McMahon vs Chris Jericho
Stephanie walked out of her dressing room in her bare feet, dressed in a black leotard. She looked over her shoulder as she ran down the hallway, she turned the corner, she bumped into something hard, and fell onto her butt. Chris stared down at her, he was grinning from ear to ear. “Leave me alone.”
Chris threw his head back, and laughed. “You can't avoid our match, I'm going to show you the wrestling ring is no place for a woman.” He said, rubbing his hands together. Chris picked Stephanie off the floor, he threw her over his right shoulder and walked towards the staging area.
Stephanie pounded her fists on Chris's back. “Put me down, brute.” She shouted. Chris grinned and ignored her pleas. He reached the entrance curtain and dropped Stephanie onto her butt.
“Shut up, and get out there.” Chris said pointing towards the ring area.
“You'll pay for that..” Stephanie said and stood up, she brushed herself off and stepped through the curtains. She walked down the ramp and rolled into the ring, taking her place beside the referee, Lita. She extended her hand towards Lita.
Lita slapped Stephanie's hand away and snubbed The Billion Dollar Princess.
Stephanie rubbed her hand, and glared at Lita. Chris ran down the entrance ramp, he rolled into the ring. He crept up behind and pressed his chest against her back. Stephanie spun on her heels to face Chris.
Chris smirked and inched towards Stephanie, he grabbed her by the chin, and kissed her on the mouth. Stephanie cringed and backed into the southwest corner of the ring, she wiped her lips with the back of her hand. Chris lunged and clothes lined Stephanie across her chest. He grabbed a handful of Stephanie's hair and yanked her out of the corner.
Stephanie slammed her right fist into Chris's abs. Chris lurched and stumbled back, Stephanie lunged and slammed her left knee into Chris's abs. Chris dropped to his knees, clutching his stomach. Stephanie sat down behind Chris, wrapping her legs around his waist. She grabbed Chris's wrist and pulled back on them. Chris screamed as he tried to free his arms.
Lita kicked Stephanie in the back of her head, Stephanie released Chris and fell onto her back. Lita helped Chris to his feet. Chris smiled at Lita, and leaned down by Stephanie's feet. Chris grabbed Stephanie's ankles, he flipped her into a lion tamer and leaned back, applying greater pressure to the hold. Stephanie groaned as she tried to squirm free, her fingers brushed the bottom rope. Chris scooted her to the center of the ring. “Ask her, Ref.” Chris shouted at the top of his lungs.
Ref Lita crouched down by Stephanie's face. “Why don't you give up already, you can't win.” She slapped Stephanie across her face.
“Never.” Stephanie said, clenching her fists, she pounded the mat with her hands, but to no avail she was unable to wriggle free. She slapped the mat with her right palm, signaling her submission.
Lita called for the bell, she raised Chris's arm in victory. Chris released Stephanie and Lita jumped into his arms. Chris climbed out of the ring, cradling Lita in his arms. He carried her to the back. Stephanie laid spread eagle face down in the center of the ring.
Nicole Bass and Bev Francis ran down the entrance ramp, each holding a pair of chains and shackles in their hands. They rolled into the ring. Nicole took her shackles and bound Stephanie's wrists. Bev threw her shackles over Stephanie's ankles. Nicole looped one end of her chain around Stephanie's neck and yanked the fallen Billion Dollar Princess to her knees.
When Stephanie realized her predicament, she tugged on the chain. Nicole smirked and dragged Stephanie out of the ring. Bev wrapped her chain around Stephanie's torso, pinning her arms to her side. They led Stephanie to the backstage area, and then down into the basement.
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The Fitness Beach Babes vs the Bodyshaping Divas
Deborah Khazei Kathy Derry Denise Paglia and Leann Tweeden vs Jennifer Demppster Page Langton Mary Jean Traetta and Kathy Ireland
Deborah, Kathy, Denise and Leann walked out onto the entrance stage, accompanied by their manager, Jennifer Goodwin, dressed in matching white t-shirts with the words 'Fitness Beach Babes printed across the front in black letters, and matching pink bikini bottoms. They flexed their biceps, and strutted down the entrance ramp in their black knee high boots. They rolled into the ring and took their place in the southwest corner of the ring. Deborah carried a microphone in her left hand.
“As most of you already know, The Bodyshaping Divas have stuck their noses in our business for the last time. Jennifer Dempster and her friends are going to learn who they're messing with.” Deborah said, grabbing her shirt collar, she and the other Fitness Beach Babes ripped off their shirts, revealing their matching pink bikini tops.
Jennifer Goodwin sat down at the announcer's table beside Kim Lyons and Jillian Micheals. She placed a headset over her head. “Let me tell you, Tonight, my girls are going to come out on top, mark my words.” She was dressed in a green bikini, and blue baseball cap.
“I don't doubt that.” Jillian said. “Your girls are built like tanks.”
“Don't count the Bodyshaping Divas out before the match even begins, those girls are tough.” Kim said.
Jennifer, Page, Mary Jean, and Kathy Ireland walked out onto the entrance stage, dressed in matching blue sports bras and blue bikini bottoms. They ran down the entrance ramp, and rolled into the ring, they took their place in the northeast corner of the ring. Jennifer walked to the center of the ring, and approached Referee Kiana Tom. Deborah walked up to Jennifer, and glared at her.
“I want a good clean fight.” Kiana said, and called for the starting bell.
Deborah raised her open hands over her head, challenging Jennifer to a test of strength. Jennifer locked hands with Deborah. They began pushing each other back in a massive struggle of power. Deborah's biceps bulged to twice their size, she pushed Jennifer against the ropes. She kneed Jennifer in the abs, and bent her over. Deborah slammed her right fist across Jennifer's back. Jennifer fell flat on her face. Deborah lifted Jennifer to her feet, and slammed Jennifer down over her knee.
Jennifer screamed and flailed her arms. Pain flared up her back, she was helpless to escape Deborah's clutches. Jennifer clenched her fists. Kathy Ireland climbed into the ring, she drop kicked Deborah in the back. Deborah fell to the mat, and released Jennifer. Kiana pushed Kathy Ireland back towards her corner. Kathy climbed back onto the ring apron.
Jennifer crawled towards the corner. She extended her hand towards the ropes. Kathy slapped Jennifer's open palm, she climbed into the ring and went after Deborah. Deborah kneed Kathy in the abs and ran to her corner, she slapped Leann's hand, and climbed out onto the ring apron. Jennifer eolled onto the ring apron, she laid on her back, she clutched the small of her back.
Leann and Kathy locked up in the center of the ring. Leann kneed Kathy in the abs, she bent Kathy over, and slammed the heel of her right foot down on the back of Kathy's head. Kathy fell to the mat with a grunt. Leann dragged Kathy to her feet by the hair. Kathy slammed her right fist against Leann's chin. Kathy Ireland scooped up Leann in her arms, and sidewalk slammed her to the mat. Kathy sat down on Leann's chest. Ref Kiana Tom dropped to her knees.
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Denise climbed into the ring, she lunged at Kathy Ireland, and tackled her to the mat. Denise dragged Kathy to her feet by her hair, and karate chopped her across the throat. Kathy grunted and fell to the mat. Denise stood over Kathy, she flipped and moonsaulted Kathy across the abs. Denise hooked her leg. Kiana dropped to her knees.
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Kathy Derry leaped over the top rope, and drop kicked Page in the abs. Page grunted and fell to the mat. Kathy dropped her leg across Page's throat. Kathy laid over Page and hooked her legs. Kiana dropped to her knees.
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Kathy Ireland climbed into the ring. She ran at Denise. Denise slammed her right elbow into Kathy's abs. Denise grabbed Kathy's hair, and slammed her face down on her knee. Kathy fell to the mat with a grunt. Denise elbow dropped Kathy on her chest. She dragged Kathy to her feet by the hair, and led her toward the corner where Kathy Derry and Deborah stood. Denise whipped Kathy into the turnbuckle. Kathy D. and Deborah grabbed each of Kathy Ireland's arms and hooked them over the top rope. Denise lunged into the corner, and kneed Kathy Ireland in the abs. Denise slapped Deborah's open palm.
Deborah climbed into the ring, she lifted Kathy Ireland onto her shoulders with Kathy Derry and Denise's help. Deborah spun around and power bombed Kathy Ireland onto the mat. Deborah straddled Kathy's chest, and pinned her wrists to the mat. Kiana dropped to her knees.
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Mary Jean climbed into the ring, she ran towards Deborah, right arm extended at her side, she clothes lined Deborah to the mat. Mary Jean dragged Deborah to her feet by her pigtails, she slapped Deborah across the face. Mary Jean wrapped her rock hard arms around Deborah's waist and squeezed her tightly. Deborah groaned as she tried to pry herself free from Mary Jean's iron grip. She slammed her right fist into Mary Jean's chin. Mary Jean grunted and released Deborah. Deborah dropped to her knees, she clutched her abs.
Mary Jean growled, and slammed the heel of her right foot against Deborah's chin. Deborah fell to the mat with a grunt. Mary Jean laid over Deborah's body. Kiana dropped to her knees.
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“Back to your corner.” Kiana said.
Kathy climbed back out onto the ring apron, smiling at the damage she had dealt Mary Jean. Deborah rolled onto her stomach, she crawled towards her corner, and extended her open right palm. She slapped Denise's open hand and crawled onto the ring apron, and rubbed her chin. Mary Jean crawled towards her corner, she pounded her fist on the mat, Jennifer Dempster had just regained her bearings, she sat up and clutched her back, she hurting from Deborah's vicious over the knee back breaker.
“Tag in, Jennifer.” Mary Jean said, and extended her open palm towards Jennifer. Jennifer reached her arm out towards Mary Jean's hand. Just as their hands were about to touch, Denise grabbed Mary Jean's ankles and dragged her to the center of the ring. Denise dragged Mary Jean to her feet. She shoved Mary Jean's head between her knees, and lifted her onto her shoulders. Mary Jean reversed into a hurricanrana, and flipped Denise onto the mat. Mary Jean grabbed Denise's ankles and flipped her into a sharpshooter. She leaned back, applying greater pressure to the hold.
Denise screamed and slapped her open palms on the mat, signaling her submission. Mary Jean released Denise, she stomped on Denise's abs, and rolled her out of the ring. Kathy climbed onto the turnbuckle, she leaped off and drop kicked Mary Jean in the chest. Mary Jean fell to the mat, laid out spread eagle in the center of the ring.
Jennifer shuddered as Kathy belly flopped down on Mary Jean, she knew if Mary Jean was eliminated, she would be on her own. Kathy laid over an unconscious Mary Jean and hooked her legs. Kiana dropped to her knees.
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Jennifer whimpered when she realized she was on her own, tears streamed down her face as she staggered into the ring. She leaned against the corner, and glared at Kathy. Deborah climbed into the ring and walked up beside Kathy. Kathy and Deborah lunged at Jennifer, they slammed Jennifer to the mat with a double clothes line. Deborah dragged Jennifer to her feet, she whipped Jennifer towards their corner. Kathy rolled into a cart wheel towards Jennifer, she flipped onto her feet, and elbowed Jennifer in the abs.
Deborah climbed out onto the ring apron, she stood behind Jennifer as she slumped in the corner, and placed her in a full nelson. Kathy repeatedly slammed her fists into Jennifer's abs. Jennifer grunted in pain as each blow connected. Kathy slapped Deborah's open palm and climbed out onto the ring apron. Deborah climbed into the ring, she scooped up Jennifer in her arms, and slammed her down over her knee. She pressed down on Jennifer's chin and knees.
Jennifer screamed and flailed her arms, she slapped her open palm against her thigh, signaling her submission. Kiana called for the bell. Kathy climbed to the top turnbuckle, she leaped off her slammed her right elbow onto Jennifer's abs. Deborah shoved Jennifer to the mat. She stood up and kicked Jennifer in the ribs.
Jennifer Goodwin stood up from the announcer's table. She walked around to the front, and rolled into the ring. She leaned over a dazed Jennifer Dempster. “This is what happens when you fight opponents of their caliber. Maybe next time you'll learn to mind your own business.” The Fitness Beach Babes gathered up their defeated allies, and walked to the backstage area.
Jennifer Dempster laid spread eagle in the center of the ring. The other Bodyshaping Divas got to their feet, they rolled into the ring, and helped Jennifer to her feet. They rolled out of the ring, threw Jennifer's arms over their shoulders, and returned to the backstage area.
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Barbora Mrazkova vs The Ultimate Warrior
Barbora ran into the Ultimate Warrior in the hallway, he stood there ogling her ripped rocky muscular frame in her pink bikini. “Do you like what you see, Warrior.” She said flexing her biceps at her side.
“Nice arms.” He said, squeezing gently on her biceps. “Are you up for some real wrestling, our match is next.” He dropped his hands and ran them down the hard, rolling muscles of Barbora's abs. Warrior grinned, and grabbed the sides of Barbora's head, pulling her face closer for a kiss, he crammed his tongue into Barbora's mouth. Barbora squirmed and moaned as she tried to push him away. Warrior drew back. Running in place and pumping his arms at his side. “I'm revved up and ready to go.” He threw Barbora over his shoulder, and ran through the hallway, he stopped when he reached the entrance curtain.”
“Settle down, you'll get your match.” Barbora said, as Warrior set her back on her feet. She stroked the Warrior's hair, and gently kissed his ear. She stepped through the curtain and ran down the entrance ramp. She rolled into the ring, approaching the referee, Zdenka Razymova. They shook hands, and Barbora took her place in the southwest corner of the ring.
The Warrior ran down the entrance ramp and leaped into the ring over the top rope. He flexed his biceps and shouted at Barbora. “Can you handle the might of the Ultimate Warrior. I don't think so.” He said, spit flew from his mouth.
The Warrior lunged, clothes lining Barbora across the chest, the Czech beauty fell to her back with a grunt. Barbora rolled towards the apron, she leaped to her feet and charged, she barreled into the Warrior full force, knocking him to the mat. Barbora stomped on Warrior's abs repeatedly, he grunted each time her foot slammed down on his midsection. She stood over the Warrior and flexed her biceps at her side.
The Warrior grabbed Barbora's ankles, and rolled her onto her back. He lifted Barbora over his head, and vertical suplexed her to the mat. Warrior leaped to his feet, he pumped his arms and legs, and ran around the ring. He stood over Barbora, and elbow dropped her in the chest. Warrior laid over Barbora and hooked her leg. Zdenka dropped to her knees.
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The Warrior lumped to his knees in the corner. Barbora ran towards him, he stuck his leg out and tripped her, Barbora fell and banged her forehead against the middle turnbuckle. Warrior crawled to his feet, he grabbed Barbora's hair and pulled her to her feet. Warrior threw Barbora over his shoulder, and spun around the ring, he fell back, slamming Barbora to the mat with a Samoan drop. Warrior rolled onto Barbora's stomach, and hooked her left leg. Zdenka dropped to her knees.
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Warrior jumped to his feet, he pounded his chest with his fists, and stomped around the ring. Barbora stood with her hands on her hips, staring at the Warrior and his antics. She shrugged and charged at Warrior. Warrior lunged, slamming his right knee into Barbora's abs. Barbora fell to her knees, she grunted and stood up, slamming her left fist into Warrior's chin. In a frenzy, Warrior didn't even fell the blow, he carried on bouncing around the ring. Barbora slammed her left fist into Warrior's groin.
“You witch.” Warrior shouted as he dropped to his knees. “You'll regret that.” Warrior clutched his groin, hi face red with anger.
Barbora kicked Warrior in the chin, she placed him in a front headlock, and squeezed his throat. Warrior raised his elbow, and slammed it into Barbora's side. He grabbed her wrist and pried it loose. Warrior Irish whipped Barbora into the northeast corner, he ran towards her, and mounted the ropes, repeatedly slamming his right fist against her forehead. Barbora pressed her palms against Warrior's chest and shoved him to the mat. Barbora slumped down in the corner, bleeding from a cut on her forehead.
Warrior staggered to his feet, he growled and marched towards Barbora, he grinned when he saw the blood seeping into Barbora's eyes. Barbora wiped the blood from her eyes, she stumbled out of the corner. Warrior and Barbora locked hands in the corner. Barbora leaned forward and pushed Warrior towards the center of the ring. Warrior lunged, kneeing Barbora in the abs. He lifted Barora over his head, and vertical suplexed her to the mat. Warrior laid over Barbora. Zdenka dropped to her knees.
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Barbora Mrazkova vs Phantom (Lynette Thredgold)
Barbora walked down the entrance ramp in her bare feet, dressed in a silver bikini. She rolled into the ring, she flexed her biceps as she walked from corner to corner. Ref Zdenka Razymova stood in the center of the ring.
Phantom walked out onto the entrance stage, playing her violin, a sad haunting melody echoing through the arena. When Phantom reached the ring steps, she placed the violin and bow string in the northeast corner of the ring. She climbed into the ring, and sneered at Barbora. “Do you like that song, it's your elegy, because I'm going to put you out of your misery” Phantom said, and flexed her biceps.
Barbora got in Phantom's face, she screamed and stomped her feet. Phantom shoved Barbora to the mat, she stomped down hard on Barbora's left ankle. She grabbed Barbora's legs, and wrapped Barbora in a figure 4 leglock. Phantom arched her hips, intensifying the pressure on Barbora's legs. Barbora screamed and pounded her fists on the mat.
Barbora pushed herself to a sitting position, she grabbed a lock of Phantom's blonde hair and slammed her other fist into Phantom's chin. Phantom fell back, releasing her grip on Barbora's legs. Barbora staggered to her feet, she bent down over Phantom, and slapped her across the chest. Barbora dragged Phantom to her feet by the hair. Phantom kneed Barbora in the crotch, dropping her to her knees, Phantom stomped on the back of Barbora's left knee.
Phantom pulled Barbora to her feet, she Irish whipped Barbora into the southwest corner of the ring. Phantom broke into a run, she clothe lined Barbora across the throat. Phantom hooked Barbora's left leg over the middle rope. She slammed the heel of her boot down on Barbora's left knee. Phantom repeatedly kicked and punched Barbora' left knee. She grabbed Barbora's hair, and slung her out of the corner. Barbora landed on her back in the center of the ring, clutching her left knees.
Barbora moaned as she staggered to her feet, her left knee throbbing with pain, she limped towards Phantom, holding her arms out in front of her. Phantom lunged at Barbora. Barbora winced as she sidestepped Phantom, causing Phantom to barrel into Zdenka. Zdenka's head bounced off the mat, knocking the ref out. Barbora grabbed Phantom's shoulder from behind, and spun the masked wrestler to face her, Phantom went to kick Barbora in her abs. Barbora grabbed Phantom's left ankle, and slammed her forearm across Phantom's leg. With her free leg, Phantom jumped, catching Barbora in the side of her head with a hard kick. Barbora fell to the mat.
Phantom went to the corner, and picked up her violin, holding it like a baseball bat. Barbora staggered to her feet. Phantom smashed her violin over Barbora's head, Barbora fell to the mat. Phantom threw the broken violin out of the ring and laid over Barbora. Zdenka staggered to her knees.
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Jitka Harazimova vs Barbora Mrazkova
Jitka strutted down the ramp, dressed in a green bikini. She swung her hips side to side, and rolled into the ring. She approached Ref Zdeka Razymova. Jitka glared at Zdenka and leaned against the southeast corner of the ring.
Barbora walked out onto the entrance stage, dressed in a shiny blue bikini, she clenched her fists, and ran down the ramp, she somersaulted over the top rope, and landed in the center of the ring.
Jitka approached Barbora, arms raised over her head, challenging the Czech beauty to a test of strength. Barbora locked hands with Jitka, the struggle for dominance heating up. Jitka forced Barbora to her knees, and kicked her in the chin, knocking Barbora onto her back. Jitka elbow dropped Barbora on her chest. Barbora groaned and rolled towards the ring apron. Jitka kicked Barbora off the apron, crashing onto the ringside padding below.
Barbora moaned, and clutched the small of her back. Jitka slid out of the ring, she pulled Barbora to her feet, and Irish whipped her against the security barrier. Barbora's back collided against the barrier, she slumped down and grunted. Jitka lifted Barbora in her arms and laid on the security barrier. Jitka rammed her elbow down on Barbora's throat. Barbora rolled off the barricade, landing in the lap of a beefy man. The man smiled and stroked Barbora's hair. Barbora grimaced and rolled to the floor. She staggered to her feet.
Jitka climbed onto the security barrier, she leaped off, drop kicking Barbora in the abs. Barbora's head ricocheted off the side of a steel folding chair as she fell to the concrete floor. Jitka grabbed a folding chair, and slammed it across Barbora's back. Jitka threw the chair down, she scooped Barbora in her arms and threw her back over the barrier. Jitka grabbed another chair and leaped over the barrier. She slammed the chair across the back of Barbora's left knee.
Barbora screamed and rolled onto her back, she clutched her left knee. Jitka laughed and brught the chair down across Barbora's left kneecap. Barbora grabbed the ring apron and pulled herself to her feet. Jitka kicked the back of Barbora's left knee. Barbora fell to her knees, she she rolled onto the apron and back into the ring. Jitka rolled into the ring, and dragged Barbora to the ropes, Jitka pressed Barbora's head against the bottom rope. She grabbed the top rope and stood on Barbora's back.
Barbora gasped for air, flailing her arms wildly. She called for the ref Zdenka.
Zdenka pulled Jitka away, admonishing her blatant choke hold. Jitka waved her off, and dragged Barbora to her feet by her hair. She led Barbora to the southwest corner of the ring, and slammed Barbora's face into the top turnbuckle. Barbora slumped face first in the corner. Jitka slammed her fists down across Barbora's shoulders. She lifted Brbora and sat her on the top turnbuckle. Barbora elbowed Jitka in the chest, she spun and stood on the top turnbuckle.
Jitka lunged, she reached out her arms and shoved Barbora off the top turnbuckle, sending her crashing down onto the announcer's table. Barbora laid spread eagle over the broken table. Jitka climbed off the apron, she dragged Barbora to her feet, and slammed her head against the apron. Jitka rolled Barbora into the ring, and rolled in after her. Jitka laid over Barbora's prone form. Ref Zdenka dropped to her knees.
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Terri Gold vs Hulk Hogan
terri kipped down the entrance ramp, dressed in her WOW outfit, she rolled into the ring She approached Ref Alundra Blayze. They shook hands, and Terri stood in the southeast corner of the ring. She ran her hands down her chiseled abs, the result of 20,000 situps a day. Terri jumped out of the corner and flexed her thick shredded biceps.
The arena light dimmed, Hulk Hogan walked out onto the entrance stage, dressed in his classic WWF outfit with a bandana on his forehead, a boa draped over his shoulders. He strutted down the ramp, playing the air guitar, he rolled into the ring, and smiled at Terri. He laid the boa on the floor, and approached Terri, he grabbed his shirt collar and glared at Terri. “Are you ready for some Hulkamania. Because I don't think you are.”
Terri shrugged, she glared at Hogan, hands on hips. She rolled her eyes and laughed. “You're such a chump.” She said and sneered at the wrestling icon.
Hogan ripped off his shirt, and threw it over Terri's head, he lunged and clothes lined her onto her back. Terri grunted and rolled away from Hogan, she jumped to her feet. She rammed her right shoulder into Hogan's abs. Hogan grunted and stepped back, he lunged at Terri, slamming his right elbow into her chin. Terri fell to the mat with a groan. Hogan dragged Terri to her feet by her wrists.
Terri lunged, kneeing Hogan in the abs. She placed him in a side headlock and ddted his head onto the mat. Terri stomped her heel on the small of Hogan's back. Terri pulled Hogan's bandana off his head and shoved it down the front of her shorts. She pulled it out and held it over Hogan's mouth.
Hogan elbowed Terri in the abs, he grabbed the bandana and shoved it into Terri's mouth. He stood up and slammed his right fist into Terri's abs. Hogan scooped Terri in his arms, and body slammed her to the mat. Hogan leg dropped Terri across the throat, he dragged Terri to her feet, and laid her over the top rope. He laughed as he spanked Terri on her bottom, he shook the rope, sending Terri crashing to the outside of the ring. Hogan climbed to the top turnbuckle, he leaped towards Terri, Terri rolled out of Hogan's way, he slammed face first on the ringside padding.
Terri staggered to her feet, she stomped Hogan across the small of his back. She grinned as she grabbed a steel folding chair from besides the announcer's table. Terri slammed the chair down on Hogan's back. Hogan rolled onto his back, he sat up and punched Terri in her abs. Terri dropped the chair and fell to her knees, she slammed her fist into Hogan's chin.
Hogan wrapped his arms around Terri's wait and slammed her onto her butt. He grunted as he squeezed her tight in his arms. Few female wrestlers ever escaped Hogan's vicious bearhug, Terri had no intention of tapping out to him. Terri slammed her right fist into Hogan's chin, she slammed her left fist into his throat. Hogan released Terri, shoving her onto her back, he rubbed his throat.
Terri staggered to her feet, she kneed Hogan in his chin. She dragged Hogan to his feet, and threw him over the top rope, and back into the ring. Terri rolled into the ring, and pulled Hogan to his feet, she Irish whipped him towards the north set of ropes. Terri ran towards him. Terri and Hogan charged at each other, when they got to the center of the ring they bent down at the same time, accidentally banging the top of their heads together. Terri and Hogan laid on their backs, panting and wheezing, knocked silly from bumping their foreheads together.
Ref, Alundra Blayze started a ten count.
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Kiana Tom vs Brenda Dygraf
Brenda Dygraf stood beside ref Monica Brant, dressed in a red bikini. She rested her fists on her hips. “So where is Kiana, she should be here by now.” Brenda flexed her rock hard biceps.
Kiana strutted around the ringside, dressed in a purple bikini, she rolled into the ring, she rolled her eyes at ref Monica Brant Kiana's body swelled and bulged with rock hard muscles, her arms and legs thick as tree trunks, she slammed a massive fist into Brenda's abs. Brenda dropped to her knees clutching her stomach. Kiana leaned down and butted Brenda across her forehead. Brenda passed out, laying spread eagle in the center of the ring. “Is that all you have, Brenda? You're no fun.” Kiana said and placed her foot on Brenda's chest.
Ref Monica Brant stood with her arms folded across her chest. She shook her head, refusing to make the count.
“What's wrong with you? Kiana asked and grabbed Monica by her throat. “Make the count.”
“Okay.” Monica said and dropped to her knees.
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Terri Gold vs Jungle Grrrl
Terri Gold ran down the entrance ramp, dressed in her WOW outfit, she rolled into the ring, and approached Referee Selina Majors. She patted the WOW title belt hanging around her waist and handed it to Selina. Selina raised the title over her head and handed it to timekeeper, Beckie the Farmer's Daughter.
Jungle Grrrl emerged through the curtain, dressed in her WOW outfit. She ran down the ramp, and leaped into the ring and crouched down on the top turnbuckle. She pointed at Terri and leaped to the mat, she strutted towards Terri, sneering as she approached.
Terri pressed her nose against Jungle Grrrl's nose, and stared her opponent in the eyes. Terri clenched her fists, and dug her heels into the mat. She locked up with Jungle Grrl, both women struggled to gain the upper hand. Jungle Grrrl kneed Terri in the abs. Terri dropped to her knees with a grunt. Jungle Grrrl scooped up Terri in her arms, and slammed Terri over her knee, placing Terri in an over the knee back breaker. Jungle Grrrl pressed down on Terri's throat and knees.
Terri flailed her arms, she grabbed a chunk of Jungle Grrrl's hair and yanked it hard. Jungle Grrrl growled and shoved Terri to the mat. Jungle Grrrl jumped to her feet, and crouched down, as Terri got to her feet, Jungle Grrrl lunged, tackling Terri to the mat. Terri grunted and crawled to her feet, she pulled herself up with the top rope. She leaned against the ropes, gasping for air. Sweat ran down her brow.
Jungle Grrrl lunged at Terri, Terri ducked under Jungle Grrrl, and flipped her over the top rope, crashing to ringside below. Terri took the opportunity to catch her second wind. She plopped down onto her rear, her back against the ropes. Jungle Grrrl rolled to her feet, she crept up behind Terri and wrapped her arms around Terri's neck, pressing the middle rope against her throat. Terri flailed her arms, and tried to wriggle free of Jungle Grrrl's iron grip. Jungle Grrrl tightened her grip around Terri's neck. Terri grabbed Jungle Grrrl's hair, making her release the hold.
Terri staggered to her feet, she rubbed her throat. Jungle Grrl reached through the ropes, and grabbed Terri's ankles, she tripped Terri to the mat, and dragged her onto the apron. Jungle Grrrl slammed her right fist across Terri's chest. She pulled Terri off the apron, sending her falling to the ringside area. Jungle Grrrl dragged Terri to her feet, she led Terri towards the corner of the ring, and bashed Terri's head against the steel steps. Jungle Grrrl scooped Terri in her arms, and body slammed her back on the steel steps.
Jungle Grrrl stomped on Terri's shoulder blades, and waved her arms at Terri, beckoning her to her feet. Jungle Grrrl slammed her left foot down on Terri's right hand.. Terri clutched her right hand, and staggered to her feet, she caught herself on the ropes. Jungle Grrrl growled and stomped on Terri's bare left foot. Terri fell back, her head bounced off the security barrier. Jungle Grrrl stomped on Terri's abs, and choked her with the monitor cables.
Terri swung her foot, kneeing Jungle Grrrl in the groin. Jungle Grrrl staggered back, and bumped against the ring apron. She lunged and grabbed Terri's ankles. Terri shoved her feet into Jungle Grrrl's abs. Jungle Grrrl slipping, banging her head against the steel corner post. Terri pushed herself with the aide of the barrier, and splashed down across Jungle Grrrl's abs. Terri dragged Jungle Grrrl to her feet, and slammed her forehead against the ring apron.
Jungle Grrrl grunted and fell to her knees, Terri elbowed Jungle Grrrl between her shoulder blades. Jungle Grrrl screamed and flung her fists at Terri, catching her in the chin with her left fist. Terri stepped back, rubbing her chin. Terri lunged, and kicked Jungle Grrrl in her ab. Jungle Grrrl dropped to her knees, she slammed her fist into Terri's groin. Jungle Grrrl rolled into the ring. Terri rolled in after her.
Jungle Grrrl got to her feet first, she dragged Terri to her feet, and shoved Terri' head between her knees. She pile drove Terri's head to the mat. Jungle Grrrl once again dragged Terri to her feet. She shoved Terri's head between her knees a second time. Jungle Grrrl lifted Terri onto her shoulders, spinning her around like a top. She stumbled and dropped Terri to the mat. Terri staggered to her feet, Jungle Grrrl caught Terri in her arms and suplexed her to the mat. Jungle rolled on top of Terri. Ref Selina Majors dropped to her knees.
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...3. Selina raised Jungle Grrrl's arm in victory. She rolled out of the ring and grabbed the WOW women's title belt from the timekeeper's table and rolled into the ring. She strapped the belt around Jungle Grrrl's waist and applauded.
Jungle Grrrl bowed to the crowd, she had done what she failed to do in WOW, and that was take Terri's title. Satisfied with herself, Jungle Grrrl rolled out of the ring, and walked to the backstage area. Terri sat up, her head in a fog, she realized she had lost, when Selina helped her to her feet. Terri threw a fit, she grabbed Selina by her head, shoving Selina's head between her knees. Terri power bombed Selina over the top rope, Selina collided with Beckie, as she crashed to the ringside. Beckie and Selina laid in a crumpled heap. Terri climbed out onto the ring apron, she somersaulted off the apron, splashing down on both ladies. Terri got to her her feet, she turned and walked towards the entrance ramp.
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20 Women Over the Top Battle Royale
Deborah Khazei, Kathy Derry, Jennifer Dempster, Mary Jean Traetta, Kimiko Tanaka, Laurie Donnelly, Danielle Corley, Keelin Cornuck, Cory Everson, Cameo Kneuer,, Shawnae Jebbia, Monica Brant. Denise Paglia, Leeann Tweeden, Deprise Brescia, Carol Grow Kiana Tom Page Langton Jennifer Goodwin Michelle Lemay
Deborah Khazei, Jennifer Dempster, Kiana Tom and Deprise Brescia each stood in separate corners of the ring. Deborah flexed her biceps dressed in a pink bikini. Jennifer pivoted on her heels dressed in a blue bikini. Kiana waved to the crowd, dressed in a purple bikini. Deprise flipped her hair off her shoulder, dressed in a yellow bikini.
Ref Denise Austin stood in the center of the ring, holding a microphone in her right hand. “Ladies and Gentlemen, we bring you the 20 Woman Battle Royale, the last woman left in the ring wins. Every twenty seconds, another competitor will enter the ring, until all the last woman enter the ring. For an elimination to count, the woman must be thrown out over the top rope. Let's get it on.” Denise shouted and called for the bell.
Deborah lunged at Jennifer, tackling her to the mat. Kiana charged at Deprise, she rammed her into her corner. Deborah dragged Jennifer to her feet by her hair, she kneed Jennifer in the chin. Deborah grabbed Jennifer's ankle and flipped her into a sharpshooter. Deprise slammed her fist into Kiana's abs.
20 seconds. Page Langton ran down the entrance ramp, dressed in a green bikini. She rolled into the ring, she ran towards Deborah and drop kicked her in the chest. Deborah released Jennifer's legs, and fell to the mat. Page stomped down on Deborah's left ankle. Kiana shoved Deprise against the south set of ropes, trying to shove Deprise out of the ring. Deprise kneed Kiana in the abs, and shoved Kiana back, she clothes lined Kiana across the chest.
Another 20 seconds. Kimiko Tanaka ran down the entrance ramp, dressed in a gold bikini. She rolled into the ring, she went after Kiana, slamming her fist into the back of Kiana's shoulders. Kimiko dragged Kiana to her feet, she grabbed Kiana's left arm. Deprise grabbed Kiana's other arm, they Irish whipped Kiana into Jennifer, Both ladies tumbled to the mat. Deborah slammed her right knee into Page's abs, dropping Page to her knees.
Another 20 seconds. Mary Jean Traetta ran down the entrance ramp, dressed in a gray leotard, she rolled into the ring, and slammed her forearm across the back of Deborah's head. Debora fell to her knees. Page kneed Deborah in her chin. Kimiko and Deprise stomped on Kiana and Jennifer's backs. Kimiko dragged Kiana to her feet. Deprise grabbed Jennifer's legs, and placed her in a figure 4 leglock. Jennifer screamed and flailed her arms.
Another 20 seconds, Danielle Corley and Keelin Cornuck ran down the entrance ramp dressed in shiny red bikinis. They rolled into the ring and double leg dropped Deprise across the midsection. Deprise grunted and released Jennifer's legs, she fell to the mat. Danielle speared Mary Jean to the mat. Keelin lifted Kiana in her arms, and body slammed Kiana to the mat.
Another 20 seconds. Cory Everson and Cameo Kneuer ran down the entrance ramp, dressed in matching rainbow striped bikinis. They rolled into the ring. Cory slammed her right fit into Deborah's chest, knocking her to the mat. Cameo lifted Kiana onto her right shoulder, and rammed her into the southeast corner of the ring. Deborah ran up behind Cameo, and clobbered her between her shoulders with both fists. Cory clothes lined Deprise and Kiana as she made her way toward her sister, Cameo.
Another 20 seconds. Monica Brant and Michelle Lemay ran down the entrance ramp, both dressed in blue bikinis. They rolled into the ring, Monica kneed Page in the abs, she slammed her right fist into Mary Jean's chin. Michelle wrapped her arms around Jennifer's waist from behind, and suplexed her to the mat. Deborah bounced off the rope, and drop kicked Monica in the abs. Monica stumbled back, barreling into Jennifer and Kiana.
Another 20 seconds. Denise Paglia and Leeann Tweeden ran down the entrance ramp, dressed in matching gold bikinis, they rolled into the ring. Denise and Leeann set their sights on Cory, Denise kicked Cory in the back of her left knee, Leeann speared Cory to the mat. Monica grabbed Denise's hair and dragged her towards the ropes. Deborah ran up behind Monica, and landed a spinning heel kick to the side of Monica's head.
Another 20 seconds. Kathy Derry and Carol Grow ran down the entrance ramp, dressed in green bikinis. They rolled into the ring, Kathy helped Deborah with Monica, she grabbed Monica's arms and pulled her to her feet, pinning Monica's arms behind her back. Deborah slapped Monica across the face. Kimiko walked up behind Deborah, slamming her to the mat with a russian leg sweep. Carol crept up behind Cameo and low blowed her between the legs, she shoved Cameo to the mat. Page and Jennifer got to their feet, they went after Carol, double suplexing her to the mat.
Another 20 seconds. Shawnae Jebbia and Laurie Donnelly ran down the entrance ramp. Shawnae dressed in a blue sports bra and black shorts, Laurie in a pink bikini. Shawnae went to Carol's aid, she tossed Jennifer to the mat with a vicious hairmare. Laurie assisted Danielle and Keelin, she hip tossed Deprise to the mat, and body slammed Kimiko into Cory. Cameo leaped over Cory, and clothes lined Laurie to the mat. Deborah and Kathy targeted Mary Jean, they double clothes lined her to the mat, and dragged her towards the ropes. Jennifer grabbed Deborah's hair and yanked her back. Page wrapped her arms around Kathy's waist and suplexed her to the mat.
Another 20 seconds. Jennifer Goodwin ran down the entrance ramp, dressed in a silver bikini. She rolled into the ring, and slammed her right fist into the small of Kimiko's back. Kimiko fell to her knees. Jennifer G, Denise, and Leeann circled Kimiko, the three of them began to pound on Kimiko from every angle, until Kimiko was laying face first on the mat. Cory ran towards the trio, she drop kicked Jennifer G in the abs. Cameo crept up behind Denise, she spun her around, and slapped her across the face. Mary Jean slammed her right elbow into Leeann's chin.
The match turned into total bedlam, the only thing keeping the action spilling out of the ring was the elimination rule. Mary Jean forced Leeann back against the ropes, and grabbed her ankles, trying to flip Leeann over the top rope. Page and Jennifer D joined in, they grabbed Leeann's arms and legs, and threw her over the ropes, sending Leeann crashing to the ringside padding. Denise and Kathy grabbed Page and Jennifer, and bashed their heads together, knocking them out. Kathy barreled into Mary Jean ramming her against the northeast corner of the ring. Deborah clothes lined Shawnae and Deprise to the mat, she dragged Deprise to her feet and Irish whipped her towards the south set of ropes. As Deprise bounced off the ropes, Deborah drop kicked her in the chest. Deprise flipped over the top rope and fell to the ringside padding below.
Kimiko crept up behind Jennifer Goodwin, she slammed her fit into the back of her head, and led her towards the north set of ropes. Kimiko lifted Jennifer g into a vertical suplex, and body slammed her over the top rope. Kiana got to her feet, she staggered towards Jennifer Dempster, and caught her in the jaw with her right fist. Jennifer fell to the mat. Cory ran up behind Kiana and placed her in a full nelson, she led Kiana towards the ropes. Cameo grabbed Kiana's legs, Cory and Cameo tossed Kiana over the top rope, slinging her to the ringside padding.
Mary Jean fought her way out of the corner, she slammed her fist into Kathy' abs, and kneed her in the chin. Carol rolled to her feet, she grabbed Denise around the waist, and suplexed her over the top rope. Deborah barreled into Carol, sending her over the top rope. Danielle ran towards Mary Jean, right arm raised at her side. Mary Jean ducked and tripped Danielle, slamming her forehead against the top turnbuckle. Keelin came to Danielle's aid, she kneed Mary Jean in the abs. Mary Jean dropped to her knees, she threw her hands out, and grabbed Keelin's ankles, tripping her to the mat.
Jennifer Dempster staggered to her feet, Laurie grabbed her wrist, and whipped her into the southeast corner of the ring. Page clobbered Laurie across the back with her fists, she led Laurie towards the ropes, and pressed her throat against the top rope. Laurie flailed her arms, she elbowed Page in the chin, grabbed Page and hip tossed her over the ropes. Cory slammed her fist into Kimiko' abs. Michelle kicked Cory in the back of her right knee. Cory dropped Kimiko to the mat, and spun around, and kneed Michelle in the abs. Cory lifted Michelle onto her shoulders, and power bombed her to the outside of the ring.
Deborah and Kathy went after Danielle and Keelin. Deborah clothes lined Keelin to the mat, Kathy squeezed Danielle in a tight bear hug. Monica dragged Kimiko to her feet, she slapped her across the face. Jennifer locked up with Cory, Mary Jean charged at Cameo, and speared her to the mat. Cory scooped Jennifer in her arms, and body slammed her to the mat. Shawnae and Laurie grappled in the center of the ring, Laurie kneed Shawnae in the abs, she ddted her head to the mat. Laurie dragged Shawnae to her feet, and led her towards the ropes. Shawnae kicked Laurie in her chest, knocking her to the mat. Mary Jean lifted Kimiko onto her shoulders, and ran towards the ropes.
Mary Jean threw Kimiko over the ropes, Kimiko grabbed the top rope before her feet hit the ground, and rolled back into the ring, she grabbed Mary Jean's ankles, and flipped her onto her back. Jennifer slammed her fists down on Kimiko's shoulders, knocking her to the mat. Kathy shoved Danielle's head between her knees, and pile drove her head to the mat. Kathy dragged Danielle to her feet, and led her to the ropes. Keelin staggered to her feet, she grabbed Kathy from behind,pinning Kathy's arms to her side. Danielle leaned her back against the ropes, trying to catch her breath. Deborah crept up behind Keelin and clobbered her across the back of the head. Deborah and Kathy grabbed Keelin's wrists and Irish whipped her into Danielle, Danielle and Keelin flipped over the top rope, and tumbled to the ringside.
Jennifer and Mary Jean pummeled Kimiko's back and shoulders with their feet. Mary Jean rolled Kimiko onto her back, and sat down, wrapping her legs around Kimiko's throat. Jennifer crouched over Kimiko, and slapped her across the face repeatedly. Kimiko flailed her arms, and called for help. Cory came to her aid, she elbowed Mary Jean across the chest, and scopped her up, and sidewalk slammed Mary Jean to the mat. Cameo rammed her shoulder into Jennifer's abs, and forced her against the ropes. Cameo slammed her right fist into Jennifer's abs, and lifted Jennifer in a vertical suplex, and body lammed Jennifer to the ringside area. Mary Jean staggered to her feet, she uppercutted Kimiko in her chin, and Irish whipped her into the nearest corner. Kimiko leaped up, and squatted on the top turnbuckle, Mary Jean charged Kimiko, she grabbed a handful of Kimiko's hair and tossed her off the turnbuckle, Kimiko's left knee struck the side of the steel ring steps as she fell to the outside of the ring. Mary Jean threw her head back and laughed.
Deborah and Kathy barreled into Mary Jean's back, Mary Jean hurtled over the top rope, and crashed down back first onto the ringside area. Deborah high-fived Kathy, they turned their attention to Cameo, they ran up behind her, and clothes lined Cameo to the mat. Monica slammed her left forearm across Kathy's throat, and bulldogged her to the mat. Deborah slammed her right heel into Monica's chin. Monica dropped to the mat like a sack of potatoes. Laurie ran towards Deborah and drop kicked her in the chest. Deborah staggered back into the southwest corner of the ring. Laurie lunged at Deborah, Deborah ducked, and drove her right shoulder into Laurie's abs. Kathy grabbed Laurie from behind and slammed her face against the top turnbuckle. Deborah lifted Laurie onto her shoulders, she flipped Laurie over the top rope.
Kathy clasped her hands together, she turned and stared at Cory. She grinned and charged Cory. Cory sidestepped Kathy' charge, and tripped her to the mat. Cory stomped the back of Kathy's left knee. Deborah crept up behind Cory, and placed her in a full nelson hold, and led Cory towards the ropes. Cameo barreled into Deborah, causing her to release Cory. Kathy charged at Cameo, Cameo slammed her right elbow into Kathy's chin. Cameo grabbed Kathy's hair and tossed her over the top rope with a brutal hairmare. Cory staggered to her feet. Cameo threw her arm over Cory's shoulders to steady her. “Easy, Sis, I got you.” Cameo said, and smirked. Cameo wrapped her arms around Cory's waist and suplexed her over the top rope. Cory tumbled to the ringside area below. When Cory sat up, she glared at her sister. Cameo shrugged. “It's just business, no hard feelings.”
Deborah, Monica, Shawnae, and Cameo were the last four ladies left in the ring. They circled the ring, sizing one another up. Deborah lunged at Shawnae, Shawnae kicked Deborah in the abs, and slammed her to the mat with a stone cold stunner. Cameo and Monica locked up in the center of the ring, forcing each other to their knees. Cameo butted Monica across her forehead, Monica grunted and pushed back against Cameo's massive strength. Cameo forced Monica down onto her back. Shawnae straddled Deborah's chest, and repeatedly lammed her fists into Deborah's chin. Deborah clamped down on Shawnae's biceps, and squeezed with all her right, Shawnae groaned and rolled off Deborah's chest.
Cameo dragged a dazed Monica to her feet, she threw Monica over her shoulders, and slammed her to the mat with a samoan drop. Shawnae rubbed her sore biceps, she glared at Deborah. Deborah sat up, Shawnae rolled to her feet, and drop kicked Deborah in the chest. Shawnae dragged Deborah to her feet, she lifted her over her head, and ran towards the ropes, she pressed slammed Deborah to the ringside area. Cameo dragged Monica to her feet, Shawnae charged and clothes lined Monica and Cameo to the mat. Shawnae stomped on the small of Monica's back. Monica rolled to her feet, and speared Shawnae to the mat. Monica straddled shawnae's chest, and wrapped her hands around Shawnae's throat. Cameo got to her feet, she pointed at Shawnae and laughed, she leaned againt the ropes, and watched Monica bash the back of Shawnae's head against the mat. Shawnae grabbed Monica's throat, they rolled around the mat, and began pulling each other's hair. Monica screamed and raked her thumbs over Shawnae's eyes. Cameo broke up the catfight and dragged Monica to her feet, she threw Monica over her shoulders, and ran towards the ring ropes, she tossed Monica over the top rope, slamming her to the ringside area.
Shawnae and Cameo were the last two ladies left in the ring. Shawnae staggered to her feet, she rubbed her throat and glared at Cameo. Cameo smirked and approached Shawnae, she grabbed Sahwnae's throat and choke slammed her to the mat. Cameo elbowed Shawnae across her chest. Cameo dragged a dazed Shawnae to her feet, she shoved Shawnae's head between her knees, and pile drove Shawnae's head to the mat. Cameo dragged a stunned Shawnae to her feet. Cameo Irish whipped Shawnae into the ropes, Shawnae flipped over the ropes, and tumbled out of the ring. Denise Austin raised Cameo's arm in victory. Cameo dropped to her knees, sweat coating her face and torso. She blew kisses to the crowd with both hands. Denise rolled out of the ring, she grabbed the Fitness Weight Class Title Belt and rolled into the ring, she strapped the championship belt around Cameo's waist. Cameo stood up, and flexed her ripped biceps, she rolled out of the ring and strutted up the entrance ramp, she bowed to the crowd and returned to her dressing room.
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Jamie Reed Kovac vs Beth Horn
To hone her wrestling skills, Fury decided to train in the UFWL Gym, dressed in her American Gladiator outfit, with Beth Horn as her trainer. Fury slammed her gloved fists against the punching bag, Beth stood behind the bag, holding it steady, shouting words of encouragement to Jamie. With her next blow, Jamie split the punching bag open, the sand inside pouring out onto the padding covering the floor. I guess that's that.” Jamie shrugged and Beth unlaced her green boxing gloves, and slid them off Jamie's hands.
“That's the fifth punching bag you've destroyed this week.” Beth said with a grin.
“So, the company can afford to replace it.” Jamie said, and wiped the sweat from her brows with her towel. Flexing her legs, she strutted towards the weight rack, she a 50lb dumbbell in each hand, and sat down on the weight bench, her bicep bulged as she curled the dumbbells up towards her chest. She knocked out 30 reps, Beth's hands propped under her elbows to spot her. Jamie lowered the dumbbells onto the floor, and stood up.
Beth clapped her hands. “Onto the barbell next.” She said and pointed to the barbell on the floor, two 100lb plates on either end of the weightlifting barbell.
Jamie stood behind the barbell, she squatted down, and firmly gripped the handle near both ends. She inhaled and lifted the barbell up to her chest, she grunted and raised the barbell over her head. Jamie smirked and lowered the weight to the floor, she did this 50 times, and dropped the barbell to the padded floor.
Beth walked towards the training ring, she rolled in under the bottom rope and stood up, she motioned to Jamie. “It's time to work on your fighting skills, so climb in.”
Jamie rolled into the training ring, she stood up and approached the center of the ring.
Beth stood inches across from Jamie, her arms folded across her chest. “I want you to come at me with everything you've got, no holding back.
Jamie crouched into a sumo stance. “If you think it's a good idea. I can't promise you won't get hurt. So spar with me at your own risk.” Jamie said with a smirk, she scooted forward, arms reaching out for Beth. Beth lunged, and barreled into Jamie. Jamie dug her boot heels into the mat, and shoved Beth to the mat. Beth flopped onto her butt.
Jamie slammed her right boot heel down on Beth's left ankle. Beth screamed and clutched her ankle. Jamie slapped Beth across the face, knocking Beth onto her back. Jamie slammed her right boot down on Beth's abs, she leaned down and dragged Beth to her feet. Jamie scooped up Beth in her arms, the ring shook as she body slammed Beth to the mat. Jamie stood over Beth, and pumped her fists in the air.
Beth sat up, and raised her right forearm between Jamie's legs, low blowing her groin. Jamie grunted and fell to her knees, clutching her crotch. Beth stood up and stomped on the small of Jamie's back 20 twenty times. Jamie moaned and clutched her sore back, she rolled towards the south ring apron, and rolled halfway out of the ring. Beth reached through the middle and bottom ropes, and grabbed a handful of Jamie's hair. Jamie grabbed either side of Beth's head, and slammed her throat against the bottom rope. Beth flopped onto her back, and clutched her throat.
Jamie flexed her rock hard bicep, and rolled into the ring. She stood up, and kicked Beth in the ribs. Jamie smirked and pressed her right boot sole on Beth's left bicep. Beth screamed in agony from the force of Jamie's strength. Jamie raised her left booted foot and slammed it down on Beth's left bicep 15 times in a row. Beth screamed at the top of her lungs, and clutched her injured bicep.
Beth rolled to her feet, she staggered back, and took a rest in the northeast corner of the ring, and glared at Jamie. Jamie grinned and rolled out of the ring, she walked towards a row of medicine balls, she picked up the one marked 50lbs, she threw it into the ring, and climbed back into the ring. Jamie scooped up the heavy medicine ball in her hands, and strutted towards Beth. She smirked and tossed the ball against Beth's abs. Beth doubled over in pain, slumping to her butt, her shoulders rest on the middle turnbuckle. Jamie grabbed the ball, and tossed it into Beth' abs a second time.
Beth grunted, she winced as excruciating pain flooded her midsection. The second blow from the ball knocking the wind out of her. She gasped for air, trying to catch her breath. Jamie rolled the medicine ball along the floor like it was a bowling bowl, the ball rolled and slammed Beth between her legs, the ball bounced and rested in Beth's lap. Jamie walked towards Beth, she leaned down and hooked Beth's arm over the middle rope. Jamie slammed her right booted heel down on Beth's left bicep.
Jamie walked to the opposite corner of the ring, she broke into a run. As she reached the corner where Beth sat, Beth rolled out the way, and tripped Jamie across her ankles. Jamie fell into the corner, her forehead bouncing off the top turnbuckle. Beth jumped to her feet, she untied the padding from the top turnbuckle, and leaned over Jamie. She grabbed Jamie's right wrist and rested it on the bottom rope, and placed the padding over Jamie's wrist, tying it in place with the padding strings. Beth slammed her booted right heel against Jamie's shoulders blades ten times, with more force each time.
Jamie screamed and rolled onto her back, her wrist tightly bound to the bottom rope, she tried to yank her arm free, but Beth had tied the knots tight. Beth pressed her booted left heel on Jamie's abs. She folded her arms across her chest. “How much punishment can those washboard abs of yours take. Let's find out shall we..” Beth slammed her left heel down on Beth's abs 50 times in a row. Jamie gritted her teeth, fighting the urge to scream, she clenched her fists and glared at Beth. Beth pick up up the medicine ball and stood over Jamie, she raised the medicine ball high over her and dropped it on Jamie's abs.
Jamie screamed, she managed to slip her right wrist free, and kicked Beth across her right ankle. Beth fell to her knees, Jamie rolled to her feet, and slammed her right fist into Beth's chin. Beth fell onto her back, Jamie straddled Beth's chest, and wrapped her hands around Beth's throat. Jamie banged the back of Beth's head against the mat, she stood. Jamie grabbed Beth's ankles and placed her in a figure 4 leglock. Beth screamed and pounded her fist on the mat.
“I give up.” Beth shouted, and slapped her open palms on the canvas.
Jamie released the submission, and helped Beth to her feet. “That's enough training for one day.”
Beth nodded. “I couldn't agree more.”
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Gina 'Crush' Carano vs Raye 'Zap' Hollitt
Zap ducked behind the hallway corner, she stood with her back pressed against the wall. She dared a glance around the corner, a pugil stick slammed down over her head, she dropped to the floor, and laid spread eagle on the carpet.
Crush stepped around the corner, twirling the pugil stick in her left hand, dressed in her American gladiators outfit. She waved towards the end of the hallway. Venom, Fury, Hellga, Phoenix, Steel, and Jet ran down the hallway, they gathered around Zap's prone form, bending down they grabbed Zap's arm and legs and lifted her off the floor. “Follow me, we'll take Zap to our locker room.” Crush said and ran down the hallway, the other heel gladiators carrying Zap with them.
Zap awoke several minutes later, her wrists and ankles bound with duct tape. She tried call out, but a bandana wrapped around her head muffled her cries. She realized she was in the Bad Gladiator's locker room when she saw Crush walk in.
Crush sat down on the bench beside Zap, and began to stroke her captive's hair. “I'm so glad you could join us, you're welcome here anytime.” Crush giggled and leaned her left elbow on Zap' shoulder.
Zap furrowed her brows and glared at Crush. I'm going to kick her ass when I get loose.
Crush stood up and stared down at Zap, she folded her arms across her chest. “Don't worry, we're not going to hold you hostage in the boiler room again, I want to wrestle you here. Just you and me, no interference from the others.” Crush untied the bandana from around her head, and tossed it to the floor.
“And why should I fight you, you kidnapped me. I should report you to security.” Zap shouted.
Crush gripped Zap's throat with her right hand, and leaned down to whisper in her ear. “It won't do any good, the security force is under Sable's control, and since she doesn't like you, she'll just send them to clobber you.”
Zap's eyes widened with shock.” You're lying, Sable can't control the security force, she'd have to pay them off.”
Crush dropped her hand to her side, she grinned and laughed at Zap. “Not since she hired me as the chief of security. Though Sable does pay extremely well. Tell you what, if you want out of here, you'll have to beat me. Shake on it.” Crush extended her right hand.
“And how can I agree if my arms are bound.” Zap said, and wriggled her duct taped wrists. “If you untie me first, I'll agree to your match proposal.”
Crush grinned and ripped the tape off Zap's wrists. She stepped back and snapped her fingers. Venom, Fury, Hellga, Steel, Phoenix, and Jet entered the locker room, blocking the door, each lady holding a pugil stick. “Remember Zap, if you don't win, you can't leave.” Crush bent down and picked up her her pugil stick off the floor. She held the pugil stick in front of her, and smirked. “Let's do this”
Zap stood up, she lost her balance and fell face first onto the tile floor, she had forgotten to unbind her ankles.
Crush threw her head back and laughed. “This is going to be too easy.” Crush lunged and bashed Zap across her back with the padded end of the pugil stick.
Zap screamed and arched her back, she gritted her teeth and clawed at the duct tape around her ankles, she rolled to her feet, and charged at Crush, she barreled into Crush, tackling her to the floor.
Crush grunted as her back struck the floor, she gasped and slammed the pugil stick handle against Zap's throat. She forced Zap onto her back, and pressed the pugil stick down on Zap's throat.
Zap grasped the handle of the pugil stick, and shoved Crush off her body. Zap leaped to her feet, and lunged at Crush, and grabbed her by the ankles, flipping her into a sharpshooter. Crush screamed and flailed her arms, and reached for the pugil stick, mere inches from her grasp. Venom stepped forward and kicked the pugil stick towards Crush. Crush grabbed the pugil stick and pushed herself up, she powered out of the hold, and flipped Zap onto her back.
I'll never tap.” Crush yelled and staggered to her feet, she bashed Zap over the head with her pugil stick. “If this was Joust, you would have already went into the water. We'll treat you like a queen here” Crush crouched down and beckoned to Zap.
Zap staggered to her feet, clutching the back of her head. “You may be younger than me, but this little body of mine has a ton of strength.” zap flexed her biceps, they bulged to twice their size, thick veins ran through her arms. She smiled, and lunged at Crush.
Crush stepped forward, and butted her in the abs with her pugil stick. Zap doubled over in pain, she grinned and gripped the pugil stick handle, and yanked it from Crush's grasp. Zap twirled the pugil stick over her head, and swung it like a baseball bat into Crush's abs. Crush dropped to her knees, clutching her midsection. Zap bashed the pugil stick across Crush's chin. Crush laid spread eagle on her back.
Zap placed her right foot on Crush's chest, waiting for one of the other gladiators to make the pin count. The heel gladiators refused to budge an inch, they glared at Zap, and tightened their grips on their pugil stick handles. Zap stood with her hands on her hips, she brushed a strand of hair that fell down over her eyes. “Someone better make the count, or I'm going to start busting heads.” She beckoned to her enraged foes.
Phoenix stepped forward, she tossed her pugil stick to the floor, and ran towards Zap, she gritted her teeth and jumped into the air, swinging her fists at Zap's face. Zap ducked and sprang up, elbowing Phoenix in her abs, and sending her crashing to the floor. Steel and Jet rushed forward, pugil sticks raised over their heads, they stood on either side of Zap, and lunged, Zap rolled out of the way, Steel and Jet slammed their pugil sticks against each other's foreheads, knocking themselves out.
Fury stomped her booted right foot on the floor, and pointed at Hellga. “Take her down, and quickly.” Hellga grinned, and thrust her right shoulder in front of her, and charged Zap, ramming her shoulder into Zap's abs. Fury and Venom lunged and threw themselves on top of Zap, pinning her to the floor, Phoenix staggered to her feet, and joined the dog pile on Zap. Steel and Jet slowly came to to, they crawled to their feet, and finished the dog pile on Zap.
Crush opened her eyes, she blinked and rubbed her sore chin, she rolled to her feet, using her pugil stick as a walking cane. She ordered her allies to their feet, they crawled off Zap, and formed a circle around Crush and Zap. “There's no way to win, my girls are here to make sure you lose.”
Zap pushed herself to her feet, her breathing was slow and heavy, she wiped her sweat drenched forehead, and glared at Crush. “I can't lose, not to some cowardly cheater.” Zap balled her fists and crouched down, she punched the floor, and lunged at Crush.
Crush smirked , and raised her pugil stick over her head with both hands, and swung in a downward arc aiming for Zap's head, Zap sidestepped and kneed Crush in her abs Crush doubled over in pain, Zap paced her in a side headlock, and dtted her head onto the floor. Zap rolled Crush onto her back, and crawled over Crush's body, she screamed for impartial referee and pounded her fists on Crush's abs.
Zap grabbed a handful of Crush's hair, and dragged her to a sitting position. Zap leaped into the air for a dropkick, Crush rolled to her side, avoiding the move. Zap slammed onto her back, Crush grabbed her left leg, wrapping her legs around Zap's left knee, and grabbing Zap's left ankle.
“I want to her you sing for your submission.” Crush said, squeezing Zap's knee with her muscular ripped legs, she smirked and twisted Zap's ankle. Zap squealed and pounded her fists on the floor, she clenched her fists, and flailed her entire body, trying desperately to escape Crush's vice like grip. Crush bobbed her head up and down. “Sing, Baby, Sing.”
Tears and sweat ran down Zap's cheeks. She gritted her teeth, biding for more time. She moaned and slammed her open palm on the floor. “I submit, no more, show mercy, please.” She shouted at the top of her lungs.
Crush grinned and released Zap's left leg, she stood up, and brushed herself off, leaning over Zap, she laughed and slapped the blonde gladiator across the face. Crush's allies closed in around Zap, they grabbed her arms and legs, and carried her to the shower area, and tossed Zap onto the shower floor. Crush walked around the shower room, turning off the cold water faucets. “You're sweaty and dirty, you could use a shower.” Crush grabbed the detachable shower head from it's holster, and sprayed Zap in the face. “Venom, get the soap.”
Venom nodded, she grabbed a bar of soap from the soap dish, and shoved it into Zap's mouth. She laughed and kneed Zap in the chin, sending her flipping onto her back. Fury grabbed a shampoo bottle, squirting it's contents into Zap's eyes. Zap screamed and rubbed her eyes.
Fury stomped on Zap's abs with her booted left heel. “It's tear free shampoo, you idiot.” Fury shouted. She pointed to Hellga. “Rip her clothes off.”
Hellga grinned and grabbed the brim of Zap's shorts, and her left sleeve. With one swift yank, Hellga stripped Zap to her birthday suit.
Crush clutched her sides, laughing like a mad woman. “I wish I had my video camera with me, this is priceless.”
The locker room door burst off it's hinges. Dallas, Ice, Siren, Elektra, Diamond, and Sky stormed in the locker room, and rushed into the shower area. Dallas lunged and clothes lined Hellga onto the floor. Ice set her sights on Fury, she barreled into Fury and speared her to the wet floor. Siren grabbed Phoenix's wrist and Irish whipped her into the wall, water splashed as Phoenix fell to the floor. Elektra charged and slammed her fist into Jet's forehead, she scooped up Jet in her arms, and body slammed her to the floor. Diamond beckoned to Venom, Venom lunged, but slipped on the wet floor, and splashed down onto her back. Diamond grabbed Venom's ankles, and rolled back, and catapulted Venom into the shower wall. Sky grabbed the sides of Steel' head, and butted her across the forehead.
Crush stomped up and down, pumping her fists in the air. “This can't be happening, how did you find out where she was.” Crush screamed.
Dallas stood with her hands on her hips. “Who else would have taken her, sweetie. I know you better than myself.” Dallas smirked and flexed her biceps, Crush lunged and drop kicked Dallas in her abs. Dallas tripped and stumbled over the shower head's cord, and splashed back first onto the wet floor. Sky steamrolled into Crush, slamming her back against the wall.
Hellga staggered to her feet, stepped and slipped on the bar of soap, and fell to the floor.
Nude and drenched, Zap crawled to her feet. She approached Crush, still pinned against the wall by Sky. Zap shoved Crush's head between her knees, with Sky's help, she pile drove Crush's head onto the wet shower floor. Crush laid spread eagle face down in a puddle of water. Zap rolled Crush onto her back, and sat down on her chest. Sky dropped to her knees.
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Zap gave her friends a thumbs up. “Good work, let' get out of here, I need a change of clothes. Zap approached the locker room entrance, she walked out into the hallway, and was greeted by a crowd of camera people and reporters, eagerly snapping nude photos of Zap. Zap grinned and flexed her biceps at her side. “I love this kind of media attention.
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Kiana Tom vs Brock Lesnar
Kiana skipped down the entrance ramp in her bare feet, dressed in a purple bikini. She rolled into the ring, and popped two red pills into her mouth as she approached Ref Monica Brant. Kiana glared at Monica, and then sat on the top turnbuckle in the southwest corner of the ring.
Monica rolled her eyes at Kiana. “You take some of your little power pills. This time you won't get away with cheating.”
Kiana shrugged. “There's no rule against using vitamins.” She said, folding her arms across her chest. “I beat you fair and square.”
Monica grunted and glared at Kiana. “You'll learn your lesson one day. Brock will teach you the meaning of respect.” She poked Kiana' left breast, and smirked.
Brock stepped out onto the entrance stage, Paul Heyman following at his side. They walked down the ramp, and climbed into the ring. Brock approached Kiana, he stood leering down at her. “Hello, Kiana. Are you ready for some punishment..” He said cracking his knuckles. He glared at Kiana and flexed his biceps.
Kiana shrugged, she flexed her biceps, they bulged and swelled to triple their size. Her torso and legs swelled to four times their original mass. Brock took two steps in, he stared mouth hanging wide open. He couldn't believe the sight before him. “Do you like big muscles on your women?” Kiana said with a smirk. She kissed her biceps, and grinned at Brock.
Brock struggled with the sight before, no woman could be stronger than him, at least that's what he thought. He sneered and raised his open hands over his head, beckoning Kiana to a test of strength. Kiana accepted the challenge and locked hands with Brock in the center of the ring. Kiana grinned and forced Brock back towards the ropes, Brock grunted and pushed back with all his might, upset at his inability to resist Kiana's monstrous new strength. Brock felt the ropes pressing against his back. Kiana grinned and kneed Brock in the abs.
Brock dropped to his knees, and leaned againt the middle rope, gasping for air. Kiana ran to the opposite ropes, and bounced off, running towards Brock. Brock dropped onto his stomach. Kiana lunged and hurtled between the middle and bottom ropes, crashing headfirst into the security barrier, the barrier cracked down the middle and fell over into the crowd. Brock laughed and pulled himself to his feet with aid from the ropes. He climbed out onto the ring apron and leaped off, perparing to land a right elbow on Kiana.
Kiana rolled to her feet as Brock sailed towards the security barrier, she laughed when Brock slammed into the front row of the arena. Brock staggered to his feet, when a crowd member tried to help him, he growled at the man. Brock broke into a run, he slid into the ring, and rolled to his feet, he wiped the sweat from his brows, and glared at Kiana. They locked up in the center of the ring, Kiana grinned and kneed Brock in the abs. Kiana whipped Brock into the southwest corner of the ring. She lunged and rammed her left shoulder into Brock's abs. Brock grunted and slumped down in the corner.
Kiana held Brock over her head like a barbell. She bench pressed him, before tossing him out of the ring. Paul rolled into the ring, he pulled a bottle of baby powder out of his coat pocket, and tossed a handful into Kiana's eyes. Kiana staggered back and stumbled into the corner. She rubbed her face, trying to clear the powder from her eyes.
Paul reached into his shoulder pack, and pulled out a cattle prod. Kiana jerked as Paul jabbed her with the cattle prod. Kiana screamed and fell to her knees, she began to clutch her sides. She could feel the effects of the pills wearing off. She had tried to finish off Brock in time, but with Paul's interference, her chances of victory seemed bleak.
Brock staggered to his feet, he rubbed his head, and spun to face Kiana. When he saw her muscles begin to shrink, he knew he had to take a chance or lose the match. Brock hated to lose. He slowly strutted toward Kiana.
Kiana gasped as her muscles shrank to their normal size, Paul Heyman shoved Kiana into Brock's path. Brock lifted Kiana over his head, he slammed her back onto the mat, and stomped on her abs. He grabbed Kiana's hair, and dragged her to her feet. “Looks like your pills have worn off, bad news for you, Kiana.” Brock shoved Kiana's head between his knees, he slammed her head onto the mat.
Kiana laid spread eagle in the center of the ring, Brock grabbed Kiana's hair, and dragged her to her feet. Brock threw Kiana over the back of his shoulders, he slammed her to the mat with a vicious F5. Brock stomped on Kiana's abs. Brock lifted Kiana in his arms, and ran towards the southwest corner of the ring, ramming Kiana's back against the turnbuckles. He threw Kiana over his right shoulder, and ran towards the center of the ring, he leaped into the air, and brutishly slammed Kiana onto her back. Kiana laid spread eagle in the center of the ring, Brock laid over her and hooked her legs. Ref Monica Brant dropped to her knees.
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Brock flexed his biceps, and laid over Kiana's prone form. Ref Monica dropped to her knees.
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“Anytime, babe.” Brock said, and carried her out of the ring.
Paul stayed behind. He rolled Kiana onto her stomach, he pulled a pair of handcuffs from his coat pocket and cuffed Kiana's hands behind her back. Paul dragged Kiana to her feet, he led her towards the ropes, and threw her out of the ring. Kiana slammed onto her back with a grunt. Paul climbed out of the ring, he grabbed Kiana's ankles and dragged her up the entrance ramp. “You're going to tell us where you got those little magic pills of yours, even if we have to beat it out of you.”
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Shannon 'Dallas' Hall vs Chrissy Zmijewski
Dallas ran down the entrance ramp, dressed in a pink bikini. She rolled into the ring and approached the ref, Zap. They shook hands and Dallas leaned against the northwest corner of the ring.
Chrissy strutted out onto the entrance stage, she wiggled her hips and strolled down the ramp, she climbed into the ring, and approached Dallas, she glared at the gladiator and shook her head. “You think you can defeat me, I'll show you how foolish you are.” Chrissy flexed her biceps, they bulged and swelled to twice their mass, she lunged and reached out for Dallas.
Dallas leaped out from the corner, and rushed forward, she grunted as Chrissy speared her to the mat. Chrissy slammed her right fist into Dallas's abs repeatedly. Dallas screamed and clutched her abs. Chrissy grinned and backhanded Dallas across the face, she stood up and stomped her booted right heel down on Dallas's back. Dallas screamed and rolled towards the southern ring apron, she gripped the bottom rope, and rolled out of the ring, she fell to her knees and leaned against the side of the ring.
Chrissy ran towards the ropes, leaping between the middle and bottom ropes. Dallas ducked under Chrissy, sending the blonde beauty crashing head first into the security barrier. Dallas stood up, she walked towards the announcer's table and grabbed a steel folding chair. She raised the chair over her head, and lunged at Chrissy, bashing her across the back with the chair. Chrissy laughed and stood up, unfazed by the chair shot. “You're going to fail, Dallas, and do you know why?” Chrissy sucked in her breath and contracted her abs, her torso swelled to four times it original mass.
Dallas stared at Chrissy, mouth hanging wide open. The chair fell from her trembling hands, he stepped back, and walked behind the announcer's table. Dallas grabbed the monitor off the table, and hurled it at Chrissy. Chrissy slammed her right fist against the monitor, smashing it into several pieces. Dallas ducked behind the table, and shut her eyes. Chrissy broke into a run, she somersaulted over the table, and landed on her feet beside Dallas. Chrissy shook her head, and grabbed Dallas by her hair, she dragged Dallas to her feet, and slung her onto the table top. Chrissy climbed onto the table and scooped Dallas in her arms, and body slammed Dallas through the center of the table.
Dallas groaned, she clutched the small of her back, wishing for the match to be over. Chrissy bent down, and dragged Dallas to her feet. She slammed Dallas's face onto the seat of a steel folding chair. Dallas's forehead had busted open, blood oozed down her face, and into her eyes. Chrissy laughed and dragged Dallas towards the ring, she pulled Dallas to her feet, and Irish whipped her into the ring under the bottom rope. Chrissy climbed the outside of the corner post, she leaped off the top turnbuckle, Dallas rolled out of the way, Chrissy banged her right elbow against the mat, she screamed as pain coursed through her right arm.
Dallas staggered to her feet, her hair coated with blood, she wiped her forehead, and dropped to her knees. She dragged Chrissy to her feet, and bent her over kneeing her in the chin. Chrissy lunged to her feet, and kneed Dallas in the abs, she placed Dallas in a side headlock, then dd-ted her head onto the mat. Chrissy laid over Dallas. Zap dropped to her knees.
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Chrissy Zmijewski vs The Weir Brothers
Chrissy walked down the UFWL hallway, she was dressed in an orange bikini. She was headed to her dressing room, she was drenched with sweat from her workout in the gym with Rachel Mclish, she arms and legs were sore from lifting heavy weights and intense cardio. As she reached the door of her dressing room, she heard noises coming from inside. She threw the door open and stepped inside..
Chris and Corey Weir were standing in front of her closet, they had scattered her clothes all over the floor. Chris held a pair of her panties in his hands, he pressed the panties to his face and sniffed them. Corey had one of her bras, he was sniffing it.
“Chrissy clenched her hands into fists. “What are you doing you pigs.” she asked. She was tired and she wanted to rest, but now all she wanted to do was beat the two men down. She approached the brothers, she snatched her panties out of Chris' hands, she slapped her bra out of Cory's hands.
“Relax, baby.” Chris said, he ran his eyes and down Chrissy's body. “I like what I see, what don't you undress and I'll give you a rubdown. He reached his right hand towards Chrissy, he ran his hand over her thigh.
Chrissy slapped his hand away. “have you no respect for a woman's property. Get out of here.” she said, she raised her fists in front of her face. She glared at both men.
Corey stepped forward. “Hey, loosen up, sweetheart.” he said, he leaned forward and sniffed Chrissy's neck. “You smell real nice. Why don't you jump in the shower, and I'll wash your back.” Corey flashed a smile and winked at Chrissy.
“If you ever want to wash my back, you'll have to pin me in a match first. And I don't think you can.” Chrissy playfully patted his cheeks. She flexed a double biceps pose, her biceps bulged and veined up. “Tell you what, meet me in the ring in ten minutes, I'll take both of you on. But you two have to follow tag team rules and tag each other in. Agreed.” Chrissy extended her hand towards the brothers. They agreed and shook her hand.
“We'll be waiting. Chrissy.” Corey said, they smiled at Chrissy as they walked out of her dressing room. Chrissy slammed the door shut behind them and walked over to her night stand, she pulled out the bottles of red pills Michi have given, she popped one into her mouth, she walked to the door and stepped out of her dressing room.
Ten Minutes Later
Chrissy walked down the entrance ramp, she saw the brothers were already in the ring, they stood in the southeast corner, Corey stood on the outside apron. She glared at them as she rolled into the ring. Chrissy approached the referee, Dara Torres. Chrissy's biceps swelled to the size of basketballs, her legs were thick like tree trunks.
Chris and Corey stared in stunned silence at Chrissy's muscle growth. “That's impossible.” Corey shouted, he hid behind his brother.
“Don't be intimidated, it's probably just an inflatable suit she has on.” Chris took two steps towards Chrissy, and puffed out his chest.
Chrissy grinned as Chris came within arm's reach. She lunged and slammed her left fist into Chris's abs, she smiled and scooped him up in her arms, and body slammed him to the mat. Chrissy stepped over Chris, and charged at Corey, Corey screamed and turned to run, Chrissy wrapped her arms around his waist, and squeezed him in a rear bear hug, she suplexed him to the mat, and jumped to her feet.
Chris got to his feet, he crept up behind Chrissy, he balled his fists together, and bashed Chrissy between the back of her shoulders. Chrissy spun around to face Chris, she grinned and wag her finger in front of her. Chrissy lunged, and kneed Chris in the abs, he grunted, and doubled over in pain. Corey rolled to his feet, he clamped his arms around Chrissy's throat, Chrissy laughed and tossed Corey. over her shoulder, body slamming him onto his brother.
Chrissy leaned down and shook her head. “You were so anxious earlier, are you giving up.” She said and flexed her biceps, they swelled to eight times their normal mass. Chrissy grabbed both men by the throats, and bashed their heads against one another. Chris and Corey dropped to the mat unconscious. Chrissy shrugged her shoulders, and laid over Chris's body, propping her right elbow on his chest. Ref Dara dropped to her knees.
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Chrissy 1 win 0 losses
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British Bulldog vs Wendy Lindquist
Davey Smith, aka, the British Bulldog ran down the UFWL hallway, he turned the corner past the dressing room area, when he saw Wendy. He slowed to a walk and crept up behind her, unaware that he was right behind her, he tapped her on the shoulder.
Wendy spun around, dressed in a skimpy black bikini, she jumped when she saw him grinning at her. “What's your problem Bulldog, next time you do that, I'll punch you in the groin.” she said glaring at him.
“I hear your a great wrestler, why don't you test your skills in the ring with me.” he said grinning at her. “Unless you're afraid to fight a man.”
Wendy shook her head. “I'm not afraid of you.” she said clenching her fists. “I'll wrestle you or any other man in this federation.” Wendy flexed a side chest pose, her muscular body glistening with sweat.
“Very nice, but can your skills pay the bills.” he said flexing a double biceps pose. His biceps dwarfed Wendy's.
Wendy stepped back in awe, she nodded and moved into a double biceps pose. “Not bad, looks like you work out a lot. My skills can pay all the bills.”
“Just you wait and see, Wendy.” Bulldog said, he turned and walked towards the ring, bumping against Wendy as he passed. “If you have a big ego, I'll be sure to deflate it.”
“If you think you can, but I won't give you an easy win.” Wendy said and followed after the British Bulldog.
In the Ring
Wendy stood in the center of the ring, staring into The Bulldog's eyes. She grinned and flexed her biceps. Bulldog rubbed his hands together. Ref Natalya Neidhart stood between them. “The object of this match, is to secure the dog collar around your opponent's throat. The loser gets fed dog food. Begin.” Natalya said she pointed tho the southwest corner of the ring, a pole was tied to the steel post, a long chain with a dog collar tied to the top of the pole. She clapped her hands and called for the bell.
Wendy locked up with the Bulldog in the center of the ring. Bulldog kneed Wendy in the abs, she doubled over in pain, Bulldog placed her in a side headlock, he leaped and bulldogged her to the mat. Bulldog rose to his feet, and stood over Wendy. “Is this all you've got?” He said, and pressed his right heel on Wendy's left hand.
Wendy screamed and clutched her left hand. She rolled towards the ring apron, and pulled herself to her feet, panting as she leaned against the ropes. She glared at Bulldog as she caught her breath. Bulldog ran at Wendy, he grabbed her hair, and tossed her over his right shoulder. He slammed his right booted heel onto Wendy's abs, and laughed as he dragged Wendy to her feet.
The Bulldog lifted Wendy into a vertical suplex, he broke into a run, power slamming Wendy to to the mat. He dragged Wendy to the southeast corner of the ring by her ankles, and leaned her against the middle turnbuckle. He grabbed the dog collar chained to the corner post and buckled it around Wendy's throat. Natalya raised Bulldog's arm in victory, she rolled out of the ring, bent down and picked the bowl of wet dog food up and set it on the apron. She rolled back into the ring, and pressed Wendy's face into the dog food. Wendy gagged and pulled her head away, her face smothered in wet dog food.
Bulldog leaned in Wendy's face. “Looks like you're a hungry little mutt, don't eat it all at once.” He said, and rolled out of the ring. Natalya smeared the dog food on Wendy's chest and abs. Natalya laughed and rolled out of the ring, she followed after the Bulldog.
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Barbora Mrazkova vs The Big Show
Barbora ran into the Big Show in the hallway, dressed in a silver bikini. She pardoned herself as she passed by his massive body, he grabbed Barbora on her shoulder and spun her around. “What do you want.” Barbora said, placing her hands on her hips.
“Don't walk past without saying hi, after all we have have a one on one match coming up in the next few minutes.” Big Show said, rubbing his hands down Barbora's muscular back. Barbora slapped Big Show across the face, and stepped back.
“If you want to do that, you'll have to beat me in the ring.” Barbora said, and folded her arms across her chest.
Big Show nodded. “That's right, and that's what I intend to do, unless you're afraid.” He grinned at Barbora as he rubbed his chin. “If you're brave enough, lead me to the ring, if not, crawl back t your dressing room.
Barbora scowled at Big Show, she extended her hand, Big Show shook it. “Then follow me.” She said, she turned and walked towards the staging area.
In the ring., Barbora stared up into Big Show's eyes, she grinned and flexed her biceps. Big Show, he rammed his right shoulder into Barbora's abs. Barbora fell to the mat with a grunt, she rolled to her feet, and slammed her left fist into Big Show's stomach. Big Show doubled over in pain. Barbora kneed him in the chin, sending him crashing to the mat. Barbora tried to drag Big show to his feet, but he refused to budge. Big Show rose to one knee, and slammed his large right fist into Barbora's chest.
Barbora staggered back, she bounced off the ropes and ran towards her gigantic foe, she drop kicked him in the chest, Big Show flopped onto his back, he grunted and stood up. Barbora ran towards Big Show, he grabbed the top of her head with his large meaty left fist, and lifted Barbora off her feet. Big Show slammed his right knee into Barbora's abs. Barbora grunted, she gasped for air as the wind was knocked out of her.
Big Show released Barbora, dropping her to the mat, Barbora rolled to her feet, and kneed Big Show in the groin, she groaned as she scooped Big show up in her arms, sweat drenched her hair and brow. Barbora lifted Big Show over her head, pressing him like a dumbbell. She press slammed him to the mat. Barbora dragged Big Show to his feet. Big Show wrapped his right hand around Barbora's throat, he lifted her over head, then choke slammed her to the mat. Barbora laid spread eagle in the center of the ring. Big Show placed his right foot on Barbora's chest. Chyna dropped to her knees.
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Chrissy Zmijewski vs Hollie Mangold
Chrissy walked into the UFWL gym, her blue bikini leaving most of her ripped muscular body exposed. Two sets of barbells had been set on the foam rubber mats. She saw Hollie standing behind one of the bars, she glared at her. Chrissy walked over to the other barbell and stood behind it. Two pairs of 25lbs plate were placed on each end.
Hollie grinned and sneered at Chrissy, she was dressed in a red t shirt and khakis. She flexed her biceps at her side. “I'm too much woman for you, Chrissy, better give up now.” Hollie stood with her hands on her hips ad puffed out her chest.
Chrissy pretended not to be impressed, though she had to admit, Hollie was an intimidating physical specimen. She walked over to the unattended barbell and stood behind it. Crouching down she gripped the barbell, Hollie did the same, she turned her head and grinned at Chrissy. Hollie lifted the barbell up to to her waist, she inhaled and hoisted it over head.
Hollie gasped when he saw Chrissy lift the barbell with ease, holding the 200lb barbell over her head with one hand, she grinned at Hollie and set the barbell onto the floor. “That's not possible, you can't be stronger than me.” Hollie turned and tossed her barbell at Chrissy.
The barbell slammed into Chrissy knocking her to the floor. Hollie pounded her chest, and lunged at Chrissy. She grabbed the barbell and pressed it down on Chrissy's throat. Chrissy screamed and flailed her arms. Hollie climbed onto the training ring apron, and leaped off, belly flopping down on Chrissy. Hollie grabbed the barbell from over Chrissy's throat and threw it beside her. Hollie dragged Chrissy to her feet, and elbowed her in the abs. Chrissy dropped to her knees with a grunt. Hollie slapped her across the face.
Hollie walked towards the weight rack, she grabbed a 100lb plate and raised it over her head, she approached Chrissy. The gym door swung open just as Hollie was about to drop the plate on Chrissy's abs. Pauline Nordin and Wendy Lindquist stormed into the gym, they barreled into Hollie, shoving her to the floor.
Chrissy got to her feet, she stood over Hollie, and pressed her bare left heel on Hollie's chest. Pauline dropped to her knees.
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Crush and Fury vs Matt and Jeff Hardy
Matt and Jeff had went looking to party, but when they ran into American Gladiators Crush and Fury all they found was trouble. They stood in the hallway of the UFWL Arena. “Hey, are you ladies looking for a night to remember.” Matt said dressed in a brown tank top and black jeans. “You ladies are our first choice, how about we get together and party.”
“Yeah, you'll never forget tonight.” Jeff said, dressed in a white tank top and blue jeans. “We'll have a few drinks and get rowdy.”
Crush leered at Matt and smirked. “We could, but we're looking for some real men. Let us know if you find some.” Crush and Fury were dressed in their Gladiator outfits. They flipped their hair and turned to walk away. Matt grabbed Crush by the shoulder, Crush spun on her heels, and slapped Matt across the face, she lunged and kneed him in the abs.
Jamie strutted towards Jeff, she beckoned to him with her hand, Jeff lunged wrapping his arms around Fury's wait, Fury laughed and slammed her left fist into Jeff's chin, she placed him in a side headlock and slammed him to the mat with a ddt. Fury dragged Jeff to his feet, and slapped him across the face.
Matt got to his feet, he glared at Crush. “You're going to pay for that.” Matt lunged and grabbed Crush's wrist, he Irish whipped Crush towards the wall, Crush reversed the move sending Matt ramming into the wall face first. Crush ran up behind him, and suplexed him to the stone floor.
Fury shoved Jeff's head between her knees, she pile drove his head onto the floor. Fury laid on top of Jeff, and licked his cheeks. Crush power bombed Matt to the floor, and dropped her right elbow across his chest, she stood up and stomped Matt on his abs. Crush placed her right foot on Matt's chest, and flexed her biceps. Fury smirked and sat on Jeff's waist. Crush leaned down and slapped Matt across the face. “Too bad, I was hoping you were man enough for me, but I was wrong. Come back when you can beat me.” Crush spit in Matt's eyes, and walked to the parking lot, Fury following close behind her friend.
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Chyna vs Steve Austin.
Chyna stood in the center of the ring, next to referee Lita, she was dressed in a black leather sports bra and shorts. She paced from one side of the ring to the other, she had her hair tied in a ponytail. She halted when she heard Austin's theme blaring over the loudspeakers.
Stone Cold walked out from behind the entrance curtain, he carried a six pack of beer in his right hand. He flipped off Chyna with his left hand and walked down the ramp. He climbed into the ring and approached Chyna. He flipped her off with his empty hand and sat the six pack of beer on the mat. “You want a piece of me, Chyna.” He got in Chyna's face and mouthed off to her.
Chyna stepped back and slapped Austin across the face. “Don't mess with me, and don't forget I've beaten men before.”
Austin rubbed his cheek, he growled at Chyna and charged. He clothes lined Chyna onto her back and stood over her. Chyna sat up, she slammed her right fist into Austin's groin. Austin fell to his knees with a grunt. Chyna stood up and kneed Austin in his chin, she dragged Austin to his feet, and slammed her right fist into his ab. Austin grunted, and elbowed Chyna across the side of her head.
Austin dropped Chyna to the mat with a hard kick to the abs. Chyna laid on her back, gasping for air. Austin dragged Chyna to her feet, and forced her into the southwest corner of the ring. Austin kneed Chyna in the abs, and hooked her arms over the top rope. He pressed his back against her chest, and hooked his right arm around her head, he lunged and slammed Chyna onto her knees with a stone cold stunner. Austin dragged Chyna to her feet, and landed a second stone cold stunner on Chyna, he dragged her feet again. Austin landed a third stone cold stunner on Chyna, Chyna fell to the mat. Austin laid over Chyna, and hooked her right leg. Lita dropped to her knees.
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Chyna 0wins 1loss Austin 1win 0losses
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Jitka Harazimova vs Wendy Lindquist
Wendy ran down the entrance ramp in her barefeet, dressed in a black bikini, she rolled into the ring and hopped across the mat. Ref Cathy Lefrancois Priest shook her head in embarrassment, she rolled her eyes at the bubbly blonde.
Jitka strolled out onto the entrance ramp, dressed in a green bikini, she pointed at Wendy and walked down the ramp, and rolled into the ring. She flexed her biceps and glared at Wendy. “I'm taking you down, stupid rookie.” Jitka's biceps bulged and swelled, exploding with veins.
Wendy gasped, and took a step back. “You don't scare me.” Wendy got in Jitka's face, and screamed at her. Jitka grabbed Wendy by her throat with both hands, and lifted her into the feet, her feet dangling mere inches above the mat. Jitka choke slammed Wendy to the mat, she dropped her left knees across Wendy's throat. Jitka straddled Wendy's chest, and slammed her fists into Wendy's chin over fifty times. She dragged Wendy to her feet, and led her towards the center of the ring. Wendy staggering in a daze.
Jitka slammed her right fist into Wendy's chin. Wendy fell and skidded halfway across the mat, her head collided with the southwest corner post. Jitka broke into a run, quickly closing the gap between her and her injured foe. She grabbed a dazed Wendy by the hair, and dragged Wendy to her feet. Jitka shoved Wendy's head between her knees, she lifted Wendy onto her shoulders, and climbed up to the top turnbuckle. Jitka leaped off the turnbuckle and power bombed Wendy to the mat, she placed her heel on Wendy's shoulders, holding her in a sitting pin position.
Ref Cathy Lefrancois Priest dropped to her knees.
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Jitka 1win 0losses Wendy 0wins 2losses
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Macho Man vs Sarah Dunlap
Sarah approached the Macho Man Randy Savage in the UFWL hallway, she was dressed in a black bikini. She tapped him on the shoulder. “Hello, Macho Man, I've been looking for you. I heard you're a top notch wrestler. How about you test your skill against my muscles.”
“O Yeah. I can do that, little lady. If you're sure you want to tangle with the Macho Man.” he said and flexed his biceps. “Meet me in the ring in ten minutes and I'll show you what it feels like to throw down with the Macho Man.”
Sarah smirked at him. “If you get any cockier, I'll throw up instead.” she said with a laugh. “Come on, I want to play with the big boys.”
“Then let's get it on, Little lady. Oh Yeah.” He said and turned and walked towards the ring area.
Later that Night
Sarah walked down the entrance ramp. She rolled into the ring and approached ref Gina Davis. “What are you doing here.” Sarah asked, folding her arms across her chest.
“Macho Man asked me to ref the match, so here I am.” Gina said, dressed in a black and white striped sports bra and shorts.
Macho Man walked out onto the entrance stage. He ran down the entrance ramp and rolled into the ring, he stared down Sarah as he flexed his biceps. Sarah strutted up to Macho Man and ran her hands over his pecs. “I knew you liked it that way, once you get a taste of the Macho Man you always come back for more.” Macho Man wrapped hi arms around Sarah's waist, and kissed her neck. He grinned and suplexed Sarah to the mat. Macho Man stomped Sarah across the small of her back.
Sarah rolled towards the ring, and pulled herself up with the ropes, she glared at Macho Man. Sarah beckoned to Macho Man by shaking her hips. Macho Man came running, he reached out to grab Sarah, Sarah slammed her right heel into Macho Man's groin, he dropped to his knees, moaning in pain. Sarah slapped Macho Man across the face, and placed him in a kneeling headlock, she ddted his head onto the mat.
Macho Man rolled out of the ring to catch his breath, Sarah was proving more of a challenge than he imagined, if he was going to defeat her, he would have to fight dirty. Macho Man reached under the ring apron, and pulled out a steel folding chair, he walked around to the southwest side of the ring and rolled in under the bottom rope.
Sarah approached Macho Man with caution, she had to get the chair away from Macho Man before he could cause any real damage. Sarah hopped across the mat, and reached out for the chair. Macho Man lunged and bashed the chair over Sarah's head. Sarah fell to a crumpled heap on the mat, clutching her head. Macho Man laid the chair over Sarah's abs. He stomped hard on the chair, Sarah screamed as Macho Man stood on top of the chair with both feet., he hopped up and down on the chair.
Sarah rolled out from under the chair, she curled up in a fetal position clutching her stomach. Macho Man got to his feet, he glared at Sarah, and bent down, grabbing a chunk of her hair. Sarah dropped her injured facade, and slammed her fists into Macho Man's abs and groin. Macho Man dropped to his knees. Sarah dragged Macho Man to his feet, and shoved his head between her knees. She waved her fists in the air. Ref Gina Davis ran up behind Sarah, and bashed her between the shoulders with both fists. Gina shoved Sarah's head betweeen her knees, and pile drove her head to the mat.
Gina helped Macho Man to his feet, and led him towards the southeast corner of the ring, Macho Man climbed up the corner post. Macho Man leaped off the top turnbuckle, slamming his right elbow down on Sarah's abs. He laid over Sarah's prone body. Gina dropped to her knees.
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Sarah 0wins 1loss Macho Man 1win 0losses
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Colette Nelson vs Obsessed Fan
Colette had locked up the gym for the night, she walked through the poorly lit parking lot, she approached her car, there were no other cars except for a black Cadillac. She pulled her car keys out of her purse, and unlocked the drivers side door, she sat down in the seat, she jumped when a hand tapped her on the shoulder.
The hand was connected to a tall beefy man, he smiled and waved and Colette. “Didn't mean to scare you.” He had a manila envelope tucked under his left arm.
“Where did you come from, I didn't hear you coming.” Colette drummed her fingers on the steering wheel. The man stared at her, a big grin across his face, Colette smiled back at him. “Is there anything I can do for you.”
The man reached into the envelope, he pulled out a 15 by 10 photo of Colette, she was posing in a pink bikini. “Can you autograph my photo, I'm your biggest fan.”
“Sure, let me get out of my car first.” Colette climbed out of her seat, she shut the door behind her. The man handed her the photo, she laid it on the hood of the car. “Got a pen?”
The man handed her a pen. “Make it out to Ben, My number one fan.”
Colette signed her name across the bottom corner of the photo. “'To Ben, My No. 1 Fan, Love, Colette.'”
“Thanks, can I get a picture taken with you.” He said, pulling a disposable camera from his jeans pocket. Colette agreed, and stood beside Ben, she smiled as he snapped their picture.
“Well, I have to go home now, it's been an exhausting day. Maybe some other time.” Colette handed the photo back to Ben. She reached for her car door handle.
Ben jumped onto Colette's back, he clamped a rag over her mouth, it was soaked with chloroform. He wrapped his other arm around her waist.
Colette squirmed and tried to grab Ben, her vision blurred, she dropped to her knees.
“Sleep, Colette. Sleep for me.” Ben stuffed the rag into Colette's mouth. He loved it when they put up a fight. He softly stroked her hair.
Colette's eyes glazed over, her head sagged. She fell forward face first onto the parking lot surface.
Ben removed the rag from Colette's mouth and stuffed it into his back pocket, he pulled a roll of duct tape from his right front pocket. He bound her wrists and ankles with the duct. He lifted her onto his shoulder, carried her out to his car. He opened the trunk and threw her inside, slammed the trunk shut and got into the drivers seat. He drove off and headed for home, smoking a cigarette, he flicked the ashes out the widow and cranked his stereo singing along to the music.
When Colette awoke she didn't know where she was, or how long she had been knocked out. She looked around the room, the wall was covered with pictures of her, posing onstage in a bikini. What a freak, I got to get out of here, she thought. She tugged on her wrists, she couldn't budge them, she noticed that her wrists were shackled to the headboard.
The door swung open, Ben stepped into his bedroom, grinning at his new trophy. If there's anyway I can make you comfortable, let me know.” He said, licking his lips, he plopped down on the bed beside Colette, and stroked her hair.
“How about untying me, creep.” Colette said, jerking at her bonds. She wanted nothing more than to beat Ben senseless. She decided to bide her time, and catch Ben off his guard.
“I'll let you go if you can beat me in a wrestling match.” Ben ran his right hand down Colette's muscular thighs.
Colette grinned and nodded. “All right, where does this match take place?”
“In my basement, I built my own ring down there. Sorry, but I'm going to have to put you to leep while I take you to the basement, can't take any chances of you getting loose on the way.” Ben said, pulling a dish clothe and a small bottle out his his right jeans pockets, he unscrew the bottle cap, and soaked the rag with chloroform.
“Don't you dare, I'll kick -”
Ben held the rag over Colette's mouth, she struggled for a few seconds, and succumbed to the knockout vapors. Ben stroked her hair.
To be continued in Part Two- Colette's fight to escape
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Chrissy Zmijewski and Hulk Hogan vs Kim Lyons and Gunter Schlierkamp
Hulk and Chrissy walked out onto the entrance stage, Hulk dressed in a yellow tank top, shorts, and red boots. Chrissy dressed in a yellow bikini. underneath a yellow tank top. They flexed their biceps, grabbed the collars of their tank tops, and ripped them down the front. Hulk threw his ripped shirt into the crowd, Chrissy tossed her ripped tank top to a young girl in the stands. They strutted down the entrance ramp, and rolled into the ring. Referee Denise Austin stood in the center of the ring.
Kim and Gunter walked out from behind the curtains, Kim dressed in blue bikini, Gunter dressed in a blue pair of speedos. They strolled down the entrance ramp, holding hands and flexing their biceps. Kim smirked at Chrissy, and wiggled her hips against Gunter's groin.
Chrissy folded her arms across her chest, returning Kim's cocky smile. Kim walked up to Chrissy, she hauled back and slapped her across the face. Ref Denise called for the bell. Gunter and Hulk took their spots in their respective corners. Chrissy and Kim locked up in the center of the ring.
Chrisy forced Kim against the ropes, and kneed her in the abs, Kim dropped to her knees, and slammed her fist fist into Chrissy's abs. Kim stood up and shoved Chrissy to the mat, she pressed her bare foot foot across chrissy's throat. Kim dragged Chrissy to her feet, and elbowed Chrissy in her chin. Chrissy staggered back, she turned and ran towards her, and tagged in Hulk. Hulk stepped itno the ring, and ran at Kim, who decided it was time to tag Gunter in. Hulk closed the gap swiftly, wrapping his arms around Kim's waist. Hulk suplexed Kim to the mat.
Kim groaned and rolled onto her stomach, and crawled towards her corner. Hulk grabbed her left ankle and dragged her to his corner, he propped her up in the corner, and tagged Chrissy in. Chrissy climbed into the ring. Hulk and Chrissy set Kim up for a double suplex. Gunter ran into the ring and clothes lined Hulk and Chrissy from behind. Kim landed onto the top turnbuckle, and leaped off, elbowing Chrissy on the small of her back. Denise ordered gunter back to his corner.
Kim dragged Chrissy to her feet, and slapped her across the pecs, Chrissy butted Kim across the forehead, and Irish whipped her into the south set of rope. Kim grabbed the ropes, and stopped herself, she lunged, and slapped Gunter's open palm. Gunter climbed into the ring, and charged Chrissy, Gunter caught her around her waist and suplexed her to the mat.
Chrissy rolled onto her stomach, and crawled to her corner, she tagged in Hulk and rolled out onto the apron, gasping for air. Hulk and Gunter locked in the center of the ring, Gunter forced Hulk to his knees, and kicked him in the chin. Gunter lifted Hulk in his arms, and slammed his back over his left knees. Gunter stomped on Hulk's back repeatedly, and dragged Hulk to his feet, Hulk raked his thumbs over Gunter's eyes, and ran towards his corner, Gunter chased after Hulk.
Hogan cringed, tagged in Chrissy and shoved her into Gunter's path. Gunter lunged, barreling full force into Chrissy, knocking the blonde beauty into her rear. He grabbed a handful of hair, dragged her to her feet and led her towards his corner where Kim stood. Gunter slammed Chrissy into the turnbuckles, Kim hooked Chrissy's arms over the top rope. Gunter brought his thick muscular knee slamming into Chrissy's abs.
Kim tagged out Gunter, she climbed into the ring, and slapped Chrissy across the chest. Gunter held Chrissy's arms in place behind her back as Kim continued to pound on Chrissy's abs.
“Help..me..Hulk.” Chrissy screamed.
Hogan shook his head. He climbed off the ring apron and made his way up the entrance ramp. “You're on your own, sweetheart.” He called back before stepping through the curtains, leaving Chrissy to fend for herself.
Kim kneed Chrissy in her abs, Chrissy fell to her knees. Gunter shoved Chrissy to the mat, and rolled her onto her back. Kim said down on Chrissy's chest. Ref Denise Austin dropped to her knees.
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Chrissy 3wins 0losses Hulk 1win 0losses Kim 0wins 1loss Gunter 0wins 1loss
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Jill Mills vs Jenny Worth and DJ Wallis
Jenny and DJ walked down the entrance ramp in their bare feet, dressed in matching blue bikinis. They rolled into the ring and took their place beside Referee Monica Brant. Jenny and DJ flexed their arms, causing their biceps to swell to twice their size.
Jill strutted out onto the entrance platform, dressed in a red sports bra and black shorts, she ran down the entrance ramp, and rolled into the ring. “You think the two of you can beat me.” Jill flexed her massive biceps.
Jenny smirked and walked up to Jill, and slapped her across the face, Jenny poked Jill in the pecs and screamed at her. Jill slapped Jenny across the face, knocking her to the mat. Dj lunged at Jill, and tackled her to the mat. Jenny rolled onto Jill, and straddled her chest. DJ wrapped her legs around Jill's throat, squeezing the lady titaness with her thick muscular legs.
Jill screamed and flailed her arms, Jenny slapped Jill across the chin. DJ continued to choke Jill. Jill grabbed Jenny and threw her to the mat. Jill grabbed DJ's ankles, and pried her legs from around her throat, and stood up. Jenny rolled to her feet, and kicked the back of Jill's left knee, Jill dropped to her right knee. DJ kicked Jill in the side of her head, knocking her onto her back. Jenny dragged Jill to her feet, and Irish whipped her towards the north set of ropes. Jenny grabbed DJ's hand, and bth women ran towards Jill, Jill bounced off the ropes, and hurtled towards her foes.
Jenny and DJ double clothes lined Jill across her chest, sending the massive muscle titaness slamming onto her back. Jenny pulled Jill to her feet, DJ threw Jill onto her shoulders and power bombed Jill to the mat. Jenny sat down on Jill's chest. Ref Monica Brant dropped to her knees.
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Jenny 1win 0losses DJ 1win 0losses Jill 0wins 1loss
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Dara Torres vs Bret Hart
Dara walked down the entrance ramp, dressed in an american flap bikini, she rolled into the ring, and flexed her biceps for the crowd. She stood beside referee Mickie James.
Bret came through the crowd, he stepped over the security barrier and rolled into the ring. He removed his jacket and threw it into the crowd, he pulled off his visor, and held it out to Dara. Dara reached for the pink visor, Bret grabbed her wrist, and pulled Dara close. He kneed her in the abs, dropping her to her knees.
Dara dropped to her belly and rolled towards the ring apron, Bret rushed after her, her grabbed her right arm and dragged her to her feet. Dara rammed her left elbow into Bret's chin, Bret grunted and staggered back. Dara spun and slammed her right heel against the side of Bret's head, dropping him to the mat. Dara shoved Bret onto his back, and wrapped her legs around his left arm.
Bret flailed his free arm, trying to grab Dara, he grabbed her ankle and twisted it. Dara screamed and released her armbar, she stumbled to her feet, clutching her left ankle. Bret slowly got to his feet, he backhanded Dara across her face. Dara fell to the mat, she rolled to her feet, and lunged at Bret
Bret shoved Dara into the northwest corner of the ring, her back bumped against the turnbuckles. Bret kneed Dara in the abs, bringing her to her knees. He laughed as he hip tossed her onto her back. Bret grabbed Dara's ankles and flipped her into a sharpshooter, he leaned back, intensifying the pressure of the hold. Dara screamed and slapped her open palms against the mat, signaling her submission.
Mickie raised Bret's arm in victory. Bret helped Dara to her feet, he embraced her in a long hug, he drew back, and shook Dara's hand. Bret and Dara held hands, and bowed to the crowd.
Dara 0wins 1loss Bret 1win 0losses
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Yaxeni Oriquen vs Jeannie Paparone
Yaxeni strutted down the entrance ramp, barefoot and dressed in a black bikini. She rolled into the ring, and approached Referee, Gina Davis. She smiled and winked at Gina. Yaxeni raised the microphone to her lips. “You can stop looking for me, Here I am Jeannie.” She dropped the microphone and flexed her cinder block thick biceps.
A few moments later, Jeannie emerged through the curtains, dressed in a silver bikini. She rolled into the ring and glared at Yaxeni. She placed her hands o her hips and got in Yaxeni's face. “Who do you think you are, avoiding me. A real Miss Olympia would never have dodged my challenge.”
“At least I won the Miss Olympia, what have you won.” Yaxeni screamed in Jeannie's face. She shoved Jeannie to the mat with the pure strength of her muscle bound arms, veins bulging in her forearms.
Jeannie leaped to her feet and glared at Yaxeni, she folded her arm across her chest, daring Yaxeni to make the first move. Yaxeni lunged, she slammed her left fist against Jeannie's abs. Jeannie fell to her knees, she shielded her face with her arms. Yaxeni wrapped her right hand around Jeannie's throat and shoved her to the mat. Yaxeni stomped her right heel on Jeannie's right kneecap.
Jeannie screamed and clutched her knee. Yaxeni sat down by Jeannie's side, and repeatedly punched her right kneecap, pain coursed through Jeannie's knee. Yaxeni grabbed Jeannie's wrist and dragged her to her feet, Jeannie elbowed Yaxeni in the chin, and scooped her up in her arms, her right knee buckled, Yaxeni slid from her grasp, and uppercutted Jeannie in her chin. Yaxeni grabbed Jeannie's head, and slammed her face across her knee, Jeannie fell to the mat, Yaxeni stood over Jeannie and flexed her bicep, and palced one foot on her opponent's chest. Ref Gina dropped to her knees
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Yaxeni reared her right fist back, and swung it at Jeannie's chin. Jeannie ducked, and dropped to her knees, causing Gina to take the punch. Gina dropped to the mat like a stone, she laid spread eagle. Yaxeni realized her mistake, and rolled out of the ring to rethink her gameplan.
Secondary ref Suzan Kaminga raced down the entrance ramp, she rolled into the ring, taking over for Gina. Yaxeni rolled back into the ring, she lunged at Jeannie, clothes lining her across the chest. Jeannie fell onto her back with a grunt. Yaxeni pressed her right heel down on Jeannie's throat. Jeannie gasped for air, and grabbed Yaxeni's ankle. She flipped Yaxeni onto her back and held her shoulders down on the mat. Ref Suzan Kaminga dropped to her knees.
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Jeannie 1win 1loss Yaxeni 0wins 1loss
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Stephanie McMahon vs Lita
Stephanie, dressed in a business suit, went looking for Lita, the only thing she found was trouble. As she neared the corner, Lita jumped out from the corner, startling Stephanie by shouting and shaking her fists in the air. “What the hell is wrong with you?” Stephanie shouted, standing with her hands on her hips.
“Get a grip, you're way too stuck up, snob.” Lita said waving her hand in Stephanie's face,
Stephanie slapped Lita's hand away. Stephanie stepped back and glared at Lita. She placed her hands on her hip. “Why don't we settle this in the ring. And bring your A-Game.” She said, folding her arms across her chest.
“All right, if you're ready to be embarrassed, meet me in the ring in twenty minutes, and dress to wrestle.” Lita said, she pushed past Stephanie, and patted the Billion Dollar Princess on her rear.
Stephanie pouted her lips, and glared over shoulder at Lita. “I'll have to teach her some respect.” She shook her head and went to her dressing room to change.
20 minutes later
Stephanie walked out onto the entrance ramp, dressed in a black backless leotard and black leather knee high boots, and black elbow and knee pads, her hair tied in a ponytail. She walked down the ramp, and rolled into the ring. Stephanie raised her fists in the air and gyrated her hips, inciting the crowd to roar in approval, she bowed low and took her place beside Referee Trish Stratus.
Lita stepped out through the entrance curtain, dressed in a pink bikini, her hair tied in two pigtails on either side of her head. She hopped up and down as she ran down the entrance ramp, she leaped into the air, and somersaulted over the top rope. As she landed on the mat, she flexed her biceps and smirked at Stephanie.
Stephanie flexed in a crab pose, her delts and pecs began to swell to twice their size. “Dr Michi lent me a few of her muscle growth pills, too bad they don't last long, otherwise I'd pound on you forever.” Stephanie said, she grinned and flexed her biceps at her sides, they swelled to triple their mass.
Lita took two steps back, her mouth hung wide open, Stephanie's sudden muscle growth left her confused and scared, she could only guess Stephanie's increased strength that came from using the pills, her knees trembled as she approached Stephanie. She raised her clenched fist up in front of her face.
Stephanie placed her hands on her hands, and lowered herself into a squat, her quads, hamstrings and calves bulged to four times their original mass. “If you're afraid you can quit now, but if you do, everyone will remember you for the coward you are.” Stephanie said, her massive muscular body ready to bust out of her leotard, her boots torn to shreds by her enlarged feet.
“Are you going to turn green next, I am because the sight of you is making me sick, muscle freak.” Lita said, gaining a burst of courage.
Stephanie crouched down and launched herself into the air with the strength of her powerful legs, landed on the mat in front of Lita. Stephanie reached out and grasped the red headed diva around her waist, she squeezed Lita in a devastating bear hug. Growling low, she suplexed her victim down hard onto her shoulders and back.
Lita grunted as she slammed onto the mat, she felt the wind knocked out of her. Rolling to her feet she rolled out of the ring, pacing around the ring, forming a plan. A direct approach was out of the question, she wasn't sure if she could avoid Stephanie until Dr Michi's pills wore off.
Resting her hands on her hips, Stephanie stared down at Lita, grinning ear to ear. Stephanie was in no hurry to crush Lita's hopes, she would let her opponent believe she had a chance of winning. Patience would bring her victory. “Come back in the ring, and face me like a real woman, unless you're chicken.” Stephanie said, flapping her arms at her sides and clucking like a hen.
Walking over to the announcer's booth, Lita grabbed a steel folding chair. Sliding into the ring under the bottom rope, she jumped to her feet and charged Stephanie. Lita slammed the chair over Stephanie's head.
Unfazed by the chair shot Stephanie ripped the chair from Lita's trembling hands. Stephanie bent the chair in half and rolled it up into a ball of crumpled steel. Dropping the chair to the mat, Stephanie grabbed a shocked Lita by her throat with one hand. Stephanie slapped Lita across her face with her free hand, she laughed and choke slammed Lita to the mat.
Groaning low, Lita managed a sitting position. Clutching the small of her back, Lita slowly pushed herself to her feet.
“Hey, Lita, how about I give you a chance to fight back. Why don't you try and find out how tough my muscles are.” Stephanie said, holding her hands behind her back. I'll give you a couple of free shots, better make them count.”
Not sure whether it was a trap, Lita slowly approached Stephanie keeping her guard up. Clenching her fists, she slammed her right fist into Stephanie's chin. To her horror her punch had little effect, she gasped and kicked Stephanie between her legs. Stephanie growled as she dropped to her knees. Jumping onto Stephanie's back, Lita clamped her arms around Stephanie's throat.
Flailing her arms Stephanie staggered to her feet, reaching over her shoulders, Stephanie grabbed Lita's hair and slung her to the mat. Bending down she grabbed Lita's hair, and dragged her to her feet. Taking a risky chance, Lita spit in the Billion Dollar Princess's eyes. Stephanie yelled and staggered back towards the corner.
Leading Stephanie into the southwest corner of the ring, Lita slammed her foe's forehead against the top turnbuckle. Stephanie screamed and fell to the mat. Climbing to the top turnbuckle, Lita moonsaulted down onto Stephanie, she hooked her foe's leg.
Gripping Lita by the shoulders, Stephanie hurled her the red head halfway across the ring. Rolling to her feet, Stephanie stood straight up and pounded her fists on her pecs, she threw her head back and howled like a wolf. Deciding she had spent too much time fooling around, Stephanie set to bringing the match to a close. She walked towards Lita, rubbing her hands together, she froze in mid stride, and doubled over clutching her head. Her muscles began to shrink, within seconds they returned to their normal size, her leotard hung loose and sagging. Realizing she had little time left, Stephanie crouched down and dragged Lita to her feet. Scooping up the dazed red head in her arms, Stephanie sidewalk slammed Lita to the mat. Stephanie dropped to her knees and laid over Lita's prone body.
Ref Trish dropped to her knees to begin the count.
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Danielle Sidell vs Birthe Mack
Danielle walked through the arena hallway in her bare feet, slowly approaching the entrance curtains, dressed in a light blue sports bra, red headband, and a pair of black shorts. Mentally psyching herself for her upcoming match, she shadow boxed the air in front of her. Stopping at the entrance of the corridor leading to the staging area, her breasts jiggled as she knocked out a set of jumping jacks.
“Is that supposed to impress someone, because I'm certainly not.” Came a voice from with the darkened corridor.
Startled by the sudden interruption, Danielle took two steps back, crouching in a defensive stance, her hands curled into fists. “Who's that, show yourself, stop hiding in the shadows like a coward.” Danielle puffed out her chest, ready to pounce should the need arise.
Her opponent, Birthe Mack, stepped out of the dark corridor dressed in a rainbow striped bikini smiling smugly, she rubbed her chin with her right hand and leaned against the wall. “Save your strength for our, you'll need it all when we step into the ring. Did you bring your A-game.” Smirking, Birthe ran her right hand down Danielle's sweat drenched, washboard abs.
Brushing her opponent's hand away, Danielle got in Birthe's face, their chests pressing together. Unamused at the crossfit athlete's bravado, Birthe slapped Danielle hard across the right side of her face. Danielle gave a loud, shrieking scream as she recoiled and staggered backwards from the force of the slap. Danielle, taken aback by her opponent's crass attitude, stomped her feet, and shook her fists. “What the hell is your problem, you must be anxious to get get your ass whooped.” Taking in slow deep breathes, Danielle stepped back to regain her composure.
“Go screw yourself, just use the vibrator, the one you have stashed under your mattress, it's the only real action you'll ever get.” Crossing her arms across her chiseled pecs, Birthe glared at Danielle, forming a plan in her brain. Knowing how to press Danielle's berserk button, the young German beauty raised her arms, flexing her buff, striated biceps and forearms. She smirked, kissing each of her biceps, never taking her eyes off Danielle.
Danielle stood with her hands on her hips, she snorted derisively, her lips quivering with anger. Unable to contain her fury, Danielle lunged at Birthe, grasping the lithe brunette by her throat, she shoved her opponent to the concrete floor. At the moment, their war of words spiraled into an all out brawl.
Before they could exchange body blows, six musclebound, female security guards stepped in between the brawling beauties. Two guards, grabbing Danielle by her arms to restrain her, held the beefy beauty's back against the wall. Danielle flailing her arms and kicking her feet about, screamed to be release. The largest of the guards, wrapped her thick, granite hard arms around Birthe's waist, lifting the German beauty's feet dangling a foot off the floor. “Goon, put me down. Don't you know who I am?” Birthe screamed.
“No, and I don't care. The rules state no unsanctioned fights outside the ring, unless approved prior to the match.” The guard said, still restraining Birthe in her massive arms.
Fine, we'll go to the ring and settle this once and for all. I'll prove I'm stronger than you, Danielle.” Birthe said, lowering her head in compliance, she had a surprise awaiting Danielle in the ring. Biding her time, the crafty German beauty slipped into her submissive facade. “Please, will you let me go, I'll promise I'll behave until our match starts.”
Setting Birthe on her feet, the guard drew back her arms, she turned and approached the enraged, struggling Danielle. Pulling her baton it's holster, the lead guard prodded Danielle on her ripped, firm pecs. “Play nice and you'll be released, keep struggling and you'll get a baton upside your head.
Danielle fell silent, dropping her arms at her side, she lowered her head in shame. Realizing her outburst might jeopardize her chance at an eventual title shot, Danielle ceased flailing her legs. She decided to wait until she had her opponent in the ring, that's when Danielle would make Birthe pay for her arrogant attitude. “Yes, Ma'am, I understand. Whatever you say.” She said, her voice barely above a whisper. Danielle glared at the German, she keep her lips pressed tight together.
Carrying on her way to the ring, Birthe stepped back into the darkened corridor, disappearing out of of sight through the entrance curtains, rubbing her palms together, in her mind's eye she imagined what she would do to Danielle. Danielle followed behind Birthe, her mouth curled into a sneer.
A few moments later, Danielle locked eyes with Birthe in the center of ring, pressing her hands on her hips. Birthe, smiling smugly, pointed her left index finger towards the ceiling. Looking up, Danielle gasped when she saw the chain link cage suspended on ropes, several feet above the ring. “It's my gift to you, what better way to start off your wrestling career, engaged in battle within the confines of a cage. No where to run, no place to hide. I heard you sleep in a cage, so you should feel at home.” Birthe said, giggling maniacally, watched as the cage slowly descended over the ring.
The moment the 10 foot high cage touched down on the ring apron, the set up crew locked it in place, latching a hook around each of the four corner posts. The referee, Mandy Blank, stood between the two battle hungry combatants, keeping them separated from one another, she motioned to the timekeeper, the bell rang, signaling the start of the match.
Wasting little time Danielle made the first move. Crouching low, the crossfit beauty sprang forward using the strength in her thick meaty legs. She didn't raise her arms, sticking her right shoulder in front of her, Danielle barreled into Birthe, sending the german beauty slamming back first against the south cage wall. Birthe bounced off the cage, grunting as she fell to the mat on her stomach.
Rolling to her feet, Birthe lunged forward, slamming her left fist against Danielle's abs. Danielle, grunting loudly, sank fell to her knees, gasping for air. The young German beauty stood up, retreating to the safety of the southeast corner of the ring, planning her strategy. Danielle had the weight advantage, so Birthe would have to rely on her cunning and speed. Birthe, crouching down in the corner, watched as Danielle rose to her feet. “Come and get me if you can.” Birthe said, lifting herself up, crouched down on the top turnbuckle.
Danielle, clenching her hands into fists, rushed towards the corner, she lunged at her opponent. Birthe, standing straight up, leaped off the top turnbuckle, dropkicked Danielle across her chest, knocking the statuesque beauty onto her back. Birthe rolled to her feet, smiling smugly, she stomped her right heel down hard on Danielle's abs. Grabbing a chunk a Danielle's dark shoulder length hair, Birthe dragged her opponent to her feet, and slapped Danielle across the left side of her face.
Staggering back into the ropes, Danielle hooked her arms under the top rope for support. Birthe, seeing her chance, rushed forward and clothes lined Danielle across the chest. Her arms tangled up in the middle and top ropes, Danielle screamed in frustration. Birthe, laughing haughtily, rammed her left knee into her larger opponent's abs, she smiled and gloated at Danielle's predicament. Birthe ran for the opposite set of ropes, bouncing off she rushed towards Danielle, leaping into the air she drop kicked her trapped foe's abs.
Danielle managed to slip her arms free, she dropped to her knees. Birthe ran towards her, jumping to her feet Danielle clothes lined Birthe across her chest. Danielle brought her right heel down hard on Birthe's abs, her foe grunted and moaned. Dragging Birthe to her feet, Danielle slung her dazed foe against the cage wall. Walking to the southwest corner of the ring, Danielle climbed up the turnbuckle and began to scale the chain link cage.
Staggering to her feet, Birthe growled and charged at Danielle. Sneaking up behind her foe, Birthe grabbed Danielle by her ankles, and yanked her off the side of the cage. Rolling to her feet, Birthe squatted down on Danielle's chest. Laughing smugly, she slapped her larger foe across the face.
Grabbing her foe by the shoulders, Danielle shoved Birthe off her chest. Pounding her chest with her fists, Danielle rose to her feet. Rolling to her feet, she shoved Birthe's head between her knees, and lifted her onto her broad, chiseled shoulders. Danielle screamed, she power bombed Birthe onto the mat.
Birthe laid spread eagle in the center of the ring. Danielle pumped her fists in the air, she walked towards the cage door. Referee Mandy Blank, opened the cage door form the outside. Climbing through the ropes, Danielle leaped off the steel ring steps, the bell rang as her feet touched down on the ringside padding. Mandy raised Danielle's arm in victory. Danielle flexed her right bicep, puckering her lips she blew kisses to the crowd with her left hand. “I told you that I would beat you, Birthe. Find someone else to torment.”
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Psycho Sid vs Christine Roth
Bursting into Christine's dressing room, Psycho Sid caught the blonde beauty by surprise. Before Christine could react, Sid had his arms hooked under hers, he dragged her off her dressing table bench and slung her onto the couch. Sid sprung over the back of the couch, pinning Christine down on the cushions. “You look great in that orange bikini, how much better it's look crumpled by my bedside.” He said, licking Christine's muscular pecs.
Christine wasn't amused, she slammed her right fist into Sid's chin, and shoved him to the floor. “You wanna fight or play, because I'm ready to do both. If you can beat me in a falls count anywhere match, I'll let you play whatever games you like.” She said, rolling off the couch and mounting herself on Sid's chest. “Do you wanna play with me?”
Nodding, Sid slipped out from beneath Christine, and stood up. “You have your match, you'll learn I like to play rough.” Rubbing his palms together, Sid hopped up and down.
“But let's not fight in here, I don't want my things to get messed up. Follow me.” Christine said, walking towards the dressing room door. Stepping out of the room, Christine turned and wagged her finger at Sid. Grinning, Sid followed after Christine, anxious to start the fight.
Sarah Dunlap waited in the hallway, dressed in a black and white striped bikini. “I'm your referee for this match, try not to injure one another.” Crouching low, she waved her hand in the air, signaling the start of the match.
Christine crouched into a sumo wrestler's stance, she leap forward with her powerful legs, and landed a vicious clothesline across his chest. Sid landed on his back and grunted. Christine rolled on top of Sid, straddling his chest, she squeezed her trapped foe's wrist, laughing and smiling, Christine kissed Sid on the chin. “Try and escape if you can.”
Grunting, Sid pulled his wrists free, he slapped Christine across the face, and shoved her onto the hallway carpet. Sid leaped to his feet, and dove at Christine's legs. Grabbing her by her diamond etched calves, and flipped her into a Boston crab. Christine screamed, she flailed her arms trying to free herself from Sid's vicious grip. “Give up and I'll be merciful.” Sid said, leaning back further.
Flexing her tree trunk legs, Christine powered out of Sid's grip, she wrapped her legs around his waist, and flipped the larger wrestler onto his back. Christine rolled to her feet, she laughed and kicked Sid in his chin. She grabbed a steel folding chair sitting against the wall, folded it up and slammed it on Sid's abs.
Sid gave a mighty roar, and wrapped his legs around Christine's left ankle, 'and tossed her to the floor. Within seconds, Sid straddled the Canadian beauty's chest, grabbing her wrists, he pinned her arms against the floor beside her head. Ref Sarah dropped to her knees
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Sarah stepped in front of Christine, without warning she slammed the heel of her right booted foot into Christine's chin. Christine fell to her knees, releasing her grip on Sid's legs. Sid pulled his legs free, staggering to his his feet, he walked up behind the dazed Christine, and wrapped his arms around her waist. Squeezing tight, Sid dragged Christine to her feet, and shook her from side to side. “Sorry, Christine but I have to do this, Sable paid me a lot of money to help Sid beat you.” Sarah whispered into the helpless Christine's ear.
Sid tightened his grip around Christine's waist, within minutes Christine's head began to droop from lack of air, her veiny muscular arms dangled at her sides. Sid lowered the unconscious Christine onto her back, he sat down on her washboard abs. Ref Sarah dropped to her knees.
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Colette Nelson vs Dave Palumbo
Colette walked into her dressing room, she was dressed in a skimpy red bikini. She plopped down on the sofa and stretched her legs. She grabbed a bottle of baby oil off the floor, and squirted a glob on her chest, she rubbed the oil over her whole body.
There was a knock at the door, Dave Palumbo opened the door and stepped into Colette's dressing room. He grinned and at down beside Colette. “Hey baby, how are you doing?” He said resting his right hand on her muscular thigh.
Colette laid her right palm on Dave's chest, smiling she leaned forward and kissed Dave on his pecs. Leaning forward, Colette slid her arms around Dave's waist, she squeezed him in a tight bear hug with her thick muscular arms. “Fine, I'm glad you came when you did, I was about to go looking for you.”
“Why, baby.?”
“I was wondering if you wanted to wrestle me, because I want to have some fun.” Colette said, wrapping her legs around Dave's midsection, she slithered against his body, rubbing her rock hard body against his.
“Sure, I could never say no, especially to you. Let's do it.” Dave said, caressing Colette's thick meaty thighs.
Without a word, Colette shoved her hands into Dave's chest, he rolled and landed on the floor with a thud. Colette stood up on the sofa, she leapt off as Dave got to his feet, slamming the massive bodybuilder onto his back with a flying cross-body block. Rolling to her feet, Colette pounded her fists against Dave's chest. Grabbing Colette by her long blonde hair, Dave flipped the buxom beauty onto her back.
Dave straddled Colette's chest, he leaned down and screamed in her face. “You think you can beat me.” Spit flew from his lips, he kissed Colette on the lips, and dragged her to her feet. Dave raised his right arm, slamming his elbow into Colette's chin, the blonde beauty staggered back, she plopped down onto the sofa. Dave sat down beside Colette, he grabbed her by the chin and shook her head. He butted her across the forehead.
At that point Colette fought back, she slapped Dave across his face and spit in his eyes. Shoving him off the sofa, Colette pressed tight against Dave's body and kneed him in the groin. Dave let out a loud yelp as he slammed onto his back. Colette repeatedly slammed her fists into Dave's abs.
Dave threw his fists at Colette's head, he landed an uppercut across Colette's chin. Gasping Colette fell and laid spread eagle on her back. Dave rose to his feet, grabbing Colette's wrist Dave dragged the dazed blonde to her feet, carrying her over to the dressing table, Dave body slammed Colette onto the bench, leaving Colette laying among the pieces of broken bench. Dave dragged Colette t her feet by her hair, tossing her over his shoulder, Dave rammed her into the wall, the wall cracked and splintered.
Buried under a small pile of drywall and wood, Colette pulled herself out, and staggered towards Dave. Rubbing his chin, Dave grabbed the sides of Colette's head, he shoved her head between his knees and lifted her onto his broad shoulders, he powerbombed her onto the top of the dressing room table.
Heather Armbrust stormed into Colette's dressing room, wearing a referee's bikini. She dropped to her knees as Dave straddled Colette's waist.
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Colette sat up, her head ached and her vision blared, she blinked repeated trying to regain her composure, she snorted when she saw Dave carry Heather out of her dressing room.
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Gina Davis vs Jeannie Paparone
When she ran afoul of Gina in the UFWL hallway, Jeannie was drawn into a struggle for survival against the Texas Titaness. Countless times Jeannie had been offered to join Gina's faction, every time she responded with a resounding no. This time Gina was in no mood for Jeannie's stubborn refusal. “How dare you turn me down, I'm the most powerful competitor in the league. Do you think you're better than me and my allies.” Gina said, curling her hands into fists.
Jeannie jutted her chin and glared at Gina, she wanted nothing to do with the blonde behemoth and her 'allies'. “I've already told, I like to fight by myself. I don't need your help to advance in this business.” She said, crossing her arms across her massive rock hard chest.
Fed up with Jeannie's attitude, Gina reared back and slapped her across the face. “Shut you mouth, you'll be nothing without me by your side, you've got to be tough to make it big here, a loser like you will never win a single championship. And if you do, I'll make sure you don't hold it for long.” Gina said, punching with right palm with her left fist, she smirked at Jeannie and licked her lips.
“What's your problem with me, I've no beef with you.” Jeannie said, holding her hands on her hips, she got in Gina's face and screamed.
Gina slapped Jeannie across the face a second time, this time Jeannie staggered back, bumping her back against the wall. “Why don't we settle this in the ring, If I win you have to join my faction, if you win I'll leave you alone. Shake on it.” Gina said, extending her right hand. Jeannie returned the gesture. After several minutes of discussion, they decided on fighting in a steel cage match. Both ladies walked away and went to their dressing rooms to change into their wrestling gear.
Several minutes later, Gina walked out onto the entrance stage, dressed in a dark green bikini. Strutting down the entrance ramp, the crowd showered her with applause and cheers, Gina climbed up the steel steps, and stepped through the ropes. She waved to the crowd, blowing them kisses with both hands. Flexing in the center of the ring, Gina's biceps swelled, thick veins bulged throughout her arms.
Jeannie walked out onto the entrance stage, dressed in a pink bikini, she strolled down the ramp in her bare feet. She rolled into the ring under the bottom rope. Standing straight up, Jeannie glared at Gina and mimicked brushing dirt off her shoulder, all the while the cage slowly lowered into place over the ring.
Gina clenched her fists, and growled at Jeannie. “I spoke with Sable before our match, she decided that this match will be be for the Empress of Wrestling heavyweight championship belt, I hope you're ready for your beat down.”
Referee, Yaxeni Oriquen stood outside by the cage door. Before she could call for the bell, Gina rushed at Jeannie, slamming her thick meaty fists into Jeannie's chin. Crouching down, Gina grabbed a lock of Jeannie's golden hair, and dragged her stunned opponent to her feet. Scooping up Jeannie in her arms, Gina rammed Jeannie back first against the north cage wall. Howling like an enraged beast, Gina pounded her chest with her fists. She ran towards Jeannie, raising her left heel she slammed it down on Jeannie's abs.
Jeannie screamed, her abs throbbing with pain as Gina repeatedly stomped her midsection. Grabbing Gina's ankle's, Jeannie tossed the Texas Titan onto her back. Jeannie rose to her feet, clutching her abs with her left hand. Jeannie jumped into the arm, she slammed her right elbow across the small of Gina's back. She stood up and landed a second elbow drop across Gina's back. She went for a third elbow, but this time Gina rolled out of the way, Jeannie's right elbow banged hard against the canvas.
Gina rolled to her feet, she grabbed a huge chunk of Jeannie's hair, and slung her halfway across the ring, Jeannie' back slammed against the corner post, she screamed as she bounced off the steel cage wall. Jeannie grunted and pulled herself to her feet with the ropes, Gina charged wildly at Jeannie. Jeannie crouched down, as Gina neared, she sprang forward ramming her right shoulder into Gina's abs. Gina fell onto her rear with a grunt, Jeannie slammed her right heel into Gina's chin, knocking the texas behemoth onto her back.
“Serves you right.” Jeannie turned and walked towards the northwest corner of the ring. She climbed to the top turnbuckle and grabbed the bottom bar of the cage top, she began pulling herself to the top of the cage. Gina rolled to her feet, she rushed to the corner and grabbed Jeannie by her ankles, with a hard tug, she slung Jeannie to the center of the ring. Jeannie landed hard, she clutched the small of her back. Gina pointed and laughed at Jeannie, she shrugged her shoulder, she headed for the southeast corner of the ring. Staggering to her feet, Jeannie ran up behind Gina and kneed her in the small of the back, Jeannie lifted Gina onto her broad, rippling shoulders, and powerbombed her against the cage wall.
Gina screamed and fell onto her face, she rolled onto her back, gasping for air. Jeannie grabbed her ankles attempting to roll her into a boston crab. Gina shoved her feet into Jeannie's chest, pushing her back into the corner with a grunt. Gina leaped to her feet, and rushed Jeannie, she caught her dazed foe to the mat with a flying clothesline. Jeannie staggered forwards, she dropped to her knees, clutching the sides of her head. Gina positioned herself behind Jeannie and locked her in a cross-face chicken-wing hold.
Jeannie flailed her free arm, struggling to escape Gina's vice-like grip. Jeannie's knees buckled, her head drooped, her arms dangled at her side. Gina laid the unconscious Jeannie onto her back. She walked to the northwest corner of the ring and pulled herself to the top of the cage, She stared down at her prone foe and laughed, she climbed down the side of the cage wall, the ring bell rang as her feet touched the ringside padding. Gina raised her arms in victory.
Sable emerged from the backstage area, the Empress of Wrestling Champion Belt nestled in her arms, she walked down the ramp and stood beside Gina. “Well done, Gina. You've earned this.” Sable strapped the heavy gold belt around Gina's waist. Gina dropped to her knees, tears streaked her face, sweat glistened on her heavily muscled body. She rose to her feet, she bowed to the crowd and walked up to the entrance ramp. She stopped at the top of the ramp, and turned towards the ring. She glared at Jeannie's prone form, with a smiled she disappeared behind the curtains.
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Tara Nott vs Cheryl Hayworth
When Tara made the biggest enemy of her wrestling career in Cheryl Hayworth, she prayed she had the strength to prevail. Standing in the center of the ring, Tara wiped the sweat from her brows, her pink leotard showing off the curves of her lithe muscular body. Ref Denise Austin stood in the corner of the ring, not daring to get in Cheryl's path.
Cheryl stared down at Tara, she flexed her massive arms at her sides, her biceps bulged and swelled. Tara stepped back, terror reflected in her eyes. Cheryl lunged, slamming a thick knee into Tara's abs. Tara dropped to her knees, clutching her midsection. Cheryl butted Tara across her forehead, Tara jerked and fell onto her back. Cheryl leaped into the air and legdropped Tara across her throat. Rising to her feet, Cheryl legdropped Tara a second time. Laughing, Cheryl rose to her feet, she strutted around the ring, flipping off the crowd.
While Cheryl was distracted, Tara staggered to her feet, she crept up behind Cheryl and wrapped her arms around her foe's waist. She went to suplex Cheryl, but the massive weightlifter refused to budge. Cheryl reached behind her back, and grabbed Tara by the hair, she flipped the smaller weightlifter over the ropes, Tara landed on the ringside padding with a grunt. Cheryl climbed to the top turnbuckle and leaped off, she splashed down on Tara' body. Cheryl rolled back into the ring.
Denise leaned over the ropes and began the ten count.
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The Fitness Beach Babes vs Shawnae Jebbia - Beach House Bedlam
Kathy Derry, holding a bottle of suntan lotion in her left hand, slid open the glass door and walked out onto the deck of her private beach house, waves from the Pacific Ocean crashed upon the rocky shores of the North Beach. Her sweat drenched abs glistened in the sunlight, dressed in a skimpy pink bikini, and stretched on her oversized fur covered lounge chair. Glancing at her wrist watch, she saw it was almost noon- time for her delivery to arrive.
A fem minutes later, a four door pickup truck pulled up in front of the house. The driver, Deborah Khazei, got jumped out of the front seat, dressed in a black bikini, walked around to the back of the truck and lowered the tailgate. Denise Paglia, dressed in a back and yellow striped bikini, and Leeann Tweeden, dressed in a red bikini, got out of the passenger's side doors, and helped Deborah drag the large, squirming burlap sack off the bed of the truck.
“Right on time, I can't wait to see the look on Shawnae's face when I open my package.” Kathy, clapping her hands, stood up and strutted towards the end of the deck, climbing down to the foot of the stairs, she knelt down in the sand. Pressing her left ear against the top of the burlap sack, she could hear Shawnae's frantic cries. Kathy patted the sack and stood up. “Don't be so melodramatic.” Grinning, she kicked the sack.
Deborah untied the sack, grabbing the bottom she dumped Shawnae out onto the sand. Shawnae rolled to her feet, she clenched her fists and stomped the sand. “Are you crazy, how dare you kidnap me.” Shawnae swung her fists wildly.
Kathy stepped forward, she slammed her right fist into Shawnae's abs, knocking the air out of the angry brunette. Shawnae dropped to her knees, Kathy grabbed the sides of her head and shoved Shawnae's face into the sand. Kathy stepped back, she rested her hands on her hips. “Take her inside and get her ready. I don't want to get sunburned.”
Deborah, Leeann and Denise grabbed Shawnae's arms and dragged her onto the deck, and carried her inside through the patio doors. Kathy followed her hench women inside the beach house.
The living room was nearly empty except for a couple of recliners, tables and a sofa, a large blue rubber mat sat in the center of the floor. Deborah, Leeann and Denise dumped the struggling Shawnae onto the mat, they formed a circle around the mat. Kathy stepped onto the mat, she glared at Shawnae and laughed. “I didn't think you'd be so easy to capture, but now that you're here, there's no way out except to defeat me.” Kathy flexed her left arm at her side, her bicep bulged and swelled.
Shawnae clenched her fists, she crouched down low. Kathy lunged, she grabbed Shawnae by the throat, and lifted the helpless brunette off her feet. Shawnae grasped Kathy's wrists, trying to pull her hands away. Kathy choke slammed Shawnae to the mat and stood beside her, she flipped into a standing moonsault on Shawnae, Kathy dragged Shawnae to her feet, placed her in a side headlock, she grabbed the waistband of Shawnae's thong, and lifted the dazed brunette into a vertical suplex. Kathy fell back, slamming the top of Shawnae's head against the mat with a brain buster.
Kathy dragged Shawnae to her feet, she shoved Shawnae towards Deborah, Deborah raised her right arm at her side, knocking Shawnae to the mat with a vicious clothesline. Leeann and Denise grabbed each of Shawnae's arms, placing the outnumbered brunette into double armbars. Kathy laughed and slapped Shawnae across the face. Deborah ran up behind Shawnae, and dropkicked her in the small of her back. Shawnae fell onto her face with a grunt. Kathy and Debora repeatedly stomped on Shawnae's back. Leeann climbed onto the table, she leaped off, slamming her left elbow into the back of Shawnae's left knee.
Tears streamed down Shawnae's face, there was nowhere for her to run. Denise grabbed rolled Shawnae onto her back, she grabbed Shawnae by the ankles, ad fell back, catapulting Shawnae onto the coffee table. Leeann legdropped Shawnae across her throat, Deborah dragged Shawnae to her feet, she shoved the dazed Brunette's head between her knees, and drove her head onto the mat.
Shawnae laid spread eagle on her back, Kathy pumped her fists, and laid over the stunned Shawnae. Deborah dropped to her knees.
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Deborah Khazei v Jennifer Dempster – Dumpster Match
When Deborah ran into Jennifer in the backstage hallway, she wasted no time issuing her challenge. “Jennifer, you and I tonight in a dumpster match. What do you say?” Deborah folded her arms across her sweat drenched pecs, dressed in a black bikini.
“Why should I fight you, I can't even stand being in the same building as you.” Jennifer said jutting her chin up, dressed in a pink bikini.
“Sounds like you're scared to me, a coward like you doesn't belong in the ring.” Deborah said, flipping the bird to Jennifer. She threw back her head and chuckled, she turned to walk back to her dressing room. Jennifer grabbed her by the right shoulder and spun her around, she backhanded Deborah across her face. Deborah lunged, slamming her fists into Jennifer's chin, she rammed into Jennifer knocking both ladies onto the floor, they rolled along the floor, they emerged from behind the entrance curtain, they traded fists, and yanked each others hair, they rolled down the ramp, Deborah broke away and ran towards the dumpster that sat beside the ramp.
Jennifer staggered to her feet, she chased after Deborah, grasping her hands together and went to bash Deborah over the head. Deborah crouched down as Jennifer approached, springing into action, the blonde beauty grabbed Jennifer's wrists and Irish whipped her into the side of the metal dumpster. Jennifer's back banged against the dumpster, she fell to her knees, clutching her back. Deborah slid open the side door, she stuck her head through the opening and jerked back, clamping her nostrils shut. “It stinks in there. I wouldn't want to know what's all in there.” Deborah said, dragging Jennifer to her feet.
Jennifer slipped free, she slammed her right elbow into Deborah's chiseled abs, Deborah doubled over in pain, clutching her abs. Jennifer lunged, headbutting Deborah across her forehead. The blonde beauty stumbled back, bumping into the side of the dumpster. Jennifer wrapped her arms around Deborah's waist, and body-slammed her into the side opening of the dumpster, dirty water and refuse splashed out of the dumpster. Jennifer threw her hand over mouth, she peered through the side opening.
Coated with the foulest smelling waste, Deborah reached out of the dumpster, she grabbed the top of Jennifer's head, slamming her face against the side of the dumpster. Deborah hung halfway out of the side opening, she grabbed Jennifer's hair, and dragged her into the dumpster. Jennifer gasped as she plunged facefirst into the watery waste filled dumpster. Jennifer emerged from beneath the water, she spit out a mouthful of dirty water. Deborah landed a double axe handle smash to the back of Jennifer's neck, she pressed down on Jennifer's shoulders, pressing her face into a pile of refuse. Deborah reached into a soggy trash bag, she pulled out a mushy black banana and shoved it into Jennifer's mouth. “You need to eat to get stronger. You can eat anything you find in here.”
Jennifer flailed her arms, she landed a right elbow to Deborah's chin, forcing her opponent to back away. Deborah rebounded, she wrapped her arms around Jennifer's throat, and held her under the dirty, brackish water. Standing chest high in the foulest smelling dumpster, Deborah didn't care as long as she won, she lifted Jennifer's head above water, and released the chokehold. Jennifer leaned against the dumpster side, wiping refuse from her eyes, she spit out a mouthful of rotten cabbage.
Deborah climbed onto the edge of the platform, she stared down laughing at Jennifer. Jennifer waded towards the side if the dumpster, she reach out and grabbed Deborah's ankles. Deborah knelt down, she slammed her fists against the top of Jennifer's head. Deborah slammed the dumpster lid on top of Jennifer's head, she raised her arms in victory, she gave the crowd a crotch chop salute. Covered from head to toe in refuse, Deborah returned to her dressing room to clean herself off, laughing at her fallen foe.
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Chyna vs Tazzie Colomb
Tazzie strutted down the entrance ramp, dressed in a white bikini and stetson hat, she wore a black leather vest over her bikini. Her lips curled into a sneer as she rolled into the ring, she walked up beside referee Lita, she stood with her fists on her hips. She had been at odds with Chyna since the day they met. One day she had sat down n toilet, and found herself glue to the seat, Chyna had been hiding in the shower, laughing when Tazzie realized her predicament, she vowed never to let Chyna get away with it.
Chyna emerged from the backstage area carrying a mic in her right hand, dressed in a black bikini and black knee high boots, she stormed down the ramp, she rolled into the ring and jumped to her feet, she glared at Tazzie and shook her head. “I've got something to say to you, Tazzie, last week you caused me to miss my match, now I'm going to pummel you for your stupidity.” Chyna said, walking up to Tazzie, she stood nose to nose with her opponent.
Tazzie growled and stepped back, she pulled off her hat and threw it out into the crowd, she unbuttoned her leather vest, and laid it over the top rope. Chyna folded her arms across her chest, she smirked at Tazzie and glanced about the crowd. “I hope you know this is a Kiss my Behind match, so get ready to kiss my rear.” Not waiting for the bell, Tazzie and Chyna locked hands over their head in the center of the ring. Chyna grunted, her biceps bulged as she began pushing Tazzie backwards toward the ropes. Realizing the test of strength was a wasted effort, Tazzie lifted her left knee and slammed it against Chyna's crotch, Chyna groaned and fell to her knees. Tazzie leaned down and headbutted Chyna across her forehead.
Chyna grunted and fell onto her back, she rolled to her feet behind Tazzie, Chyna kicked Tazzie in the side of her right knee, Tazzie screamed and fell to her knees. Chyna clasped her fists together, she smashed Tazzie between her shoulder blades. Tazzie grunted and fell onto her face. Chyna plopped down on Tazzie's back, she hooked her hands under Tazzie's chin pulling back hard on her neck. Tazzie screamed and flailed her feet, she struggled to free herself from Chyna's steel grip. Chyna laughed and pulled back harder on Tazzie's chin.
Lita knelt down by Tazzie's face, she leaned in. “Do you give?”
“No.” Tazzie screamed, she wrenched her arms free, and flipped onto her back. Tazzie slammed her right fist into Chyna's chin. Chyna yelled and fell back onto her rear, she grunted and glared at 'Tazzie. Tazzie shrugged, she lunged, ramming her right shoulder into Chyna's midsection, she jumped to her feet, and dropkicked Chyna in her chest. The veteran wrestler's head bounced off the canvas. Tazzie dropped to her knees beside Chyna, she laid over her dazed foe, and hooked her right leg.
Ref Lita dropped to her knees.
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Lita raised Tazzie's arm in victory, Tazzie released the hold and stood up, Chyna laid on the canvas, clutching her injured right knee. Tazzie slid her bikini bottoms off and twirled them over her head, she bent down and rolled Chyna onto her back, she shoved her bikini bottoms into Chyna's mouth, Tazzie lifted Chyna into a sitting position in the southwest corner of the ring, she turned and pressed her naked butt cheeks against Chyna's lips. She shoved her butt-crack in Chyna's face, she laughed and let out a long, loud fart. Tazzie stepped back, she crouched down beside Chyna, she shook her head. “I guess you're a natural butt kisser, maybe next time you'll get the victory.” Tazzie climbed out of the ring, half naked she walked up the ramp, leaving her bikini bottoms in Chyna's mouth.
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Brenda Raganot vs Janet Tech
Janet emerged from the backstage area, dressed in a pink leotard. She strutted down the entrance ramp in her bare feet, she waved to the frenzied crowd. Brenda ran out from behind the curtain, dressed in a black bikini, she grabbed Janet around the head and bulldogged her to the ramp. Leaping to her feet, Brenda scooped Janet in her arms, she sidewalk slammed her foe off the side of the ramp. Janet staggered to her feet, Brenda swung her right calf against the side of Janet's left ankle. Janet fell, bumping her head against the side of the ramp. Brenda dragged Janet to her feet, she scooped her dazed foe in her arms, she ran towards the ring, and rammed Janet's back against the steel corner post. Ref Juliette Bergmann shrugged her shoulders, not wanting to get in the fighter's ways.
Brenda leaned down and shouted at Janet. “Is this what you wanted, Janet. You can't handle me.” Brenda rolled Janet onto her stomach, she dragged Janet to her knees, and slammed her right elbow against Janet's throat. Janet gasping for air, fell onto her back and rolled away from her vicious opponent. Pulling herself to her feet with the aid of the ringside barrier, Janet staggered to her feet. Brenda charged at Janet, Janet sidestepped and shoved Brenda against the barricade.
“Guess again, Brenda, I'm going to knock your ass out.” Janet screamed, she lifted Brenda over her head, and draped her over the barricade. Janet climbed on top of the barricade, she leaped into the crowd area, landing a vicious elbow across the back of Brenda's neck. Janet grabbed a fan's seat, she folded the steel chair, and slammed it over Brenda's back. Brenda slid down the barricade, she laid beside the ring apron.
Janet climbed back over to the ringside area, Brenda crawled underneath the ring. Janet followed after Brenda, she grabbed her foe by her ankles and dragged her into the open. Brenda pointed the nozzle of the fire extinguisher and sprayed it at Janet, coating her brawny opponent with foam. Brenda rose to her feet, she slammed the fire extinguisher over Janet's head, Janet laid spread eagle beside the steel ring steps. Brenda dropped the extinguisher and stomped on Janet's washboard abs. Flexing her massive biceps, Brenda grinned and placed her right foot on Janet's chest.
Ref Juliette rolled out of the ring, she dropped to her knees besides Brenda.
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Several seconds passed, Janet staggered to her feet. She walked towards the corner where Brenda sat perched. Brenda stood up and jumped off the turnbuckle, Janet sidestepped, catching Brenda in the abs with her right elbow. Brenda dropped to her knees, doubled over in pain. Setting Brenda up in a side headlock, Janet ddt'ed Brenda's head against the canvas, she rolled the stunned Brenda onto her back, and laid over her midsection. Juliette dropped to her knees.
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Gina Davis vs Dorian Yates
Gina strolled through the backstage hallway, dressed in a black sports bra and gray cotton shorts, the Empress of Wrestling championship belt strapped around her waist. She walked towards the staging area for her match against Dorian Yates. Last week, Dorian had tried to flirt with the new champion, but Gina had been in no mood for his advances, she had slapped him across the face, leaving behind a red hand print on his right cheek, Dorian didn't take it well, he hoisted Gina over his shoulder and military press slammed her through a catering table. Gina vowed to make Dorian suffer for actions. Thinking back on the incident, Gina shrugged, and walked out onto the stage, she stopped at the head of the ramp, the crowd back into thunderous applause. Gina descended the ramp, she rolled into the ring, and stood beside referee Heather Armbrust.
Dorian emerged from behind the curtains, dressed in a blue speedo, he walked down the ramp, pointing at Gina as he climbed into the ring. He stood in the northwest corner and glared at Gina. Flexing his arms, his biceps bulged and swelled.
Gina folded her arms across her chest, she shook her head and laughed at her massive opponent. Gina stepped forward, she flexed her arms at her side, her biceps swelled to triple their mass. Grinning, Gina kissed each of her biceps.
Dorian snorted, he ran towards, arms outstretched, Gina fumbled to remove the belt from around her waist. Dorian plowed into Gina, knocking the Texas Titaness onto her back. Dorian yanked the belt for Gina's hands. Rolling her onto her stomach, Dorian whipped the belt across Gina's broad muscular back. Ref Heather stepped in, she grabbed the belt from Dorian's grasp, she threw it over the top rope, it landed on the ringside floor. Dorian stood up, yelling at the ref for her intervention. Heather hauled back and slapped Dorian across his face.
Gina rolled to her knees, she crept up behind Dorian, she dropped to her knees and lowblowed him between his legs. Dorian fell to his knees with a grunt. Gina hooked his thick arms, locking Dorian in a kneeling full nelson. Grunting, Dorian struggled to wrench his arms free. He flexed his biceps, Gina loosened her grip. Dorian forced himself free, he slammed his left elbow into Gina's chiseled rock hard abs. Gina dropped to her knees, Dorian spun to face her, he raised his right hand, backhanding Gina across her chest. Gina lunged, ramming her right shoulder against Dorian's abs Gina stood up, she slammed her right knee into Dorian's chin. Dorian laid spread eagle on his back. Gina laid over Dorian's prone form. Heather dropped to her knees.
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Gina screamed and flailed her legs, she pressed her hands against the canvas, pulling herself along her stomach, she reached out and grabbed the bottom rope. Heather called for the break, Dorian refused to release.
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Victoria vs Stevie Richards
Victoria refused to wait until in the ring to settle her dispute with Stevie Richards, in the staging area she pounced on his back as he made his way towards the entrance curtains, dressed in a black sleeveless unitard she shoved Stevie to the floor. “Cheat on me with Sunny will you, I'll make you regret it.” She slammed the heel of her right foot down on Stevie's right shoulder.
Stevie crawled onto his knees, he clasped his hands in front of his chest, pleading for mercy. “Baby, I'm sorry. I'll never do it again. Forgive me.”
Victoria backhanded Stevie across the chest. “Not until I'm satisfied.” She kneed Stevie in the chin, she kneed him in the side of the head. Stevie fell onto his back with a grunt. Victoria pressed the heel of her left boot against Stevie's throat. At the moment, Stevie decided to fight back, he grabbed Victoria's left ankle and rolled her to the ground, he placed an ankle lock around her left ankle. Victoria screamed, her ankle flared with pain, she reached out, trying to break free. Grabbing a cane laying on the floor, Victoria swung the new-found weapon behind her, smacking Stevie across his forearms.
Stevie released the hold, he stood up and stepped back. Victoria rose to her feet, swinging the cane in every direction. Stevie lunged, he grabbed Victoria's wrists, forcing her to drop the cane, Smirking he slammed his right elbow into Victoria's chin. Victoria fell to her knees clutching her chin. Stevie grabbed Victoria by her throat, he hoisted her overhead and choke-slammed her against the wall.
Victoria slid to the floor, tears streaming down her face, she clutched the small of her back. Stevie straddled Victoria's waist, he leaned in kissing her on the mouth. “I said I'm sorry. Please forgive me.”
Victoria sighed, she rubbed her hands down Stevie's thighs. “Okay, I forgive you. But don't do it again.” Victoria kissed Stevie on his chest. Grabbing his speedos, Victoria ripped Stevie's bottomwear into shreds. Victoria ….. CENSORED CENSORED
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Ivory vs William Regal
Ivory was never a fan of William Regal, and in the center of the UFWL ring, she wasn't afraid to let him know. She crouched down in her purple leotard, and snorted at her snooty opponent. William threw his head back and laughed, he didn't feel like fighting an inferior foe. Ivory lunged, she knocked William onto his back with a flying clothesline. William rolled to his feet, he slammed his right fist into Ivory's rock hard abs. The raven haired beauty laughed off the blow and slammed her fist into William's chin. Ref Terri Runnels stood in the center of the ring.
William growled, he jumped to his feet, he slammed his right boot down on Ivory's left knee. Ivory screamed and grabbed the top rope to support herself. William kicked Ivory in the back of her left knee, Ivory winced and clutched her knee. William dragged Ivory to her feet, he wrapped his arms around her waist and suplexed her onto the canvas. Rolling to his feet, William gripped Ivory's ankles and locked her into a figure-4 leglock.
Ivory screamed and flailed her arms, her right hand grazed the side of the bottom rope as she struggled to break the hold. Pain flared in her knees, she clenched her fists and pounded the canvas. She had to free herself but without the rope close enough to grab, Ivory leaned forward and reached out for William, William arched his hips and intensified the hold. Ivory fell back, screaming at the top of her lungs. With one big burst of energy, Ivory reached out and grabbed the rope.
Ref Terri called for the break, William released the hold and stood up, he stepped back to survey his handiwork. Ivory laid on her back clutching her left knee, she pulled herself into a sitting position. After a few quick breathes, Ivory pulled herself to her feet, her left trembling, she hobbled towards William. William lunged and dove at Ivory, he rammed his shoulder against Ivory's injured knee. Ivory fell onto her back, William sat down, he wrapped his legs around Ivory's left leg. Smirking, William arched his hips, increasing the pressure on Ivory's leg.
“I give.” Ivory said, slapping her hand repeated against the canvas. Terri called for the bell, she raised William's arm in victory. William stared down at Ivory, he bent down and dragged the injured beauty to her feet. Adding insult to injury, William grabbed the back of Ivory's head, tilted it back and planted a long kiss on her lips. He drew away, but not before leg-sweeping Ivory off her feet. William rolled out of the ring and returned to the backstage area.
Terri gestured towards the backstage area. Two female paramedics rushed to the ring carrying a stretcher, they climbed into the ring and loaded Ivory onto the stretcher. They carried Ivory to the infirmary.
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Bev Francis vs Rachel Mclish and Cory Everson 2 vs 1Handicap Match
Bev strutted down the entrance ramp, dressed in a pink bikini. She climbed onto the ring apron and stepped over the top rope, she stood beside referee Cameo Kneuer. She placed her hands on her hips and grinned. Having never won a Miss Olympia title, she grew to resent Cory and Rachel, she decided to vent her anger in the ring. The two bodybuilding champions had eagerly agreed.
Cory and Rachel emerged from behind the entrance curtain. Dressed in matching red bikinis and barefoot they walked down the ramp, their Olympia medals dangling from their necks. Cory and Rachel rolled into the ring, they glared at their massive opponent.
Bev smirked, she flexed her arms, her massive biceps bulged and swelled. She stepped forward and crouched in the center of the ring, she gestured to her smaller foes. Rachel walked towards Bev, Bev lunged and speared Rachel to the mat. Cory raced forward, she stomped the Bev's head with the heel of her right foot. Bev grunted and jumped to her feet, she locked hands with Cory. Bev forced Cory to her knees, she pressed the heel of her right foot against Bev's pecs and shoved her onto her back. Cory straddled Bev's waist, in blind fury she repeatedly slammed her fists against Bev's abs. Rachel rolled to her feet, she sat down on Bev's side, and wrapped her legs around Bev's left arm.
Bev thrashed wildly, Cory and Rachel were hurled backwards, Rachel slammed into the northwest corner of the ring, Cory bounded into the ropes, and flipped out onto the ringside floor. Bev rose to her feet, she beat on her own rock hard pecs. Turning her attention towards Rachel, Bev hoisted the lithe beauty over the back of her shoulders, locking her in a torture rack. Rachel screamed and flailed her arms. Bev knocked out 10 squats as applied greater pressure to Rachel's body.
Cory staggered to her feet, she rolled into the ring, jumping to her feet, she speared Bev to the mat. Rachel rolled away, clutching the small of her back. Cory dragged Bev to her feet, she shoved her larger foe's head between her knees. Bev grabbed the back of Cory's knees and slung her onto her back, grabbing Cory's ankles, she flipped the blonde beauty onto her stomach. Bev planted her right knee in the center of Cory's back, she pulled back on Cory's arms, and stood up. Cory groaned as she struggled to break out of Bev's surfboard hold.
Rachel staggered to her feet, Bev released Cory and lunged at Rachel, spearing the brunette onto her back. Bev shoved Rachel's head between her knees, she held Rachel upside down and drove her head against the mat. Rachel laid spread eagle in the center of the ring. Bev hoisted Cory onto her shoulders, she power-bombed the stunned beauty on top of Rachel's prone form. Dragging both opponent to their feet, Bev wrapped her arms around Cory and Rachel's waist, squeezing them in a tight double bear-hug. With both Miss Olympia's trapped in her grip, Bev squeezed tighter, Cory and Rachel struggled to free themselves, but Bev's strength was tremendous. Cory's head drooped, Rachel, arms dangled at her sides, withing seconds both ladies were unconscious.
Cameo called for the bell, she raised Bev's arm in victory. Gesturing to the backstage, Nicole Bass, Heather Armbrust, Colette Nelson, and Amanda Dunbar rushed to the ring. Nicole and Heather threw Cory over their shoulders and carried her out of the ring. Colette and Amanda grabbed Rachel's wrists and ankles, they carried her to the back with Cory. Cameo and Bev high-fived in the center of the ring. Reaching into her shorts pocket, Cameo handed Bev a thick roll of hundred dollar bills. They shook hands and walked to the back.
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Bull Nakano vs Mickie James
Mickie was on her way to the ring, for her match with Bull Nakano, the fight never reached the ring. Dressed in an orange backless body-suit with bell-bottom pants, Mickie turned the hallway corner, Bull jumped out from the corner, she slammed the steel folding chair over Mickie's head. Mickie crumpled into a heap on the floor, Bull laid the chair across Mickie's abs, and belly-flopped down onto her smaller foe. Bull stood up she dragged Mickie to her feet, she head butted the dazed brunette across her forehead. Grabbing Mickie by the hair, Bull slung the weakened diva halfway down the long hallway. Mickie rolled and skidded to a stop face down on the carpet.
Bull muttered under her breath and followed after Mickie. Mickie rolled to her feet, glancing around the hallway she decided to run. Bull chased after the fleeing Mickie, within seconds she had hold of Mickie's long hair. Scooping her foe in her arms, Bull body-slammed Mickie through the wall, crashing into the UFWL gym. Bull dragged Mickie towards the weight racks, she grabbed a 50lb plate and slammed it down on Mickie's back. Mickie screamed and clutched her back, Bull grabbed a barbell from the floor, she crept up behind Mickie,sat down and held the barbell against Mickie's throat.
Mickie flailed her arms, she gasped for air as Bull choked her with the barbell. Mickie's head drooped, her arms dangled at her side. Unable to free herself, Mickie passed out. Shoving Mickie to the mat, Bull stood up and leg-dropped Mickie across the throat. Her job done, Bull found a box of jump ropes, she grabbed a handful and began to bind Mickie's arms and legs to her sides. When she finished, Bull scooped up Mickie and threw her over her shoulder, Bull carried Mickie through the hole in the wall.
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Chrissy Zmijewski vs Dallas and Zap
Dallas and Zap walked down the ramp, dressed in their Gladiator outfits. Ice, Elektra, Sky, Gold, Diamond and Siren followed close behind. Dallas and Zap rolled into the ring, they took their place beside ref Christy Resendes. Ice, Elektra and Sky stood along the east side of the ring, Gold, Diamond and Siren stood along the west side.
Chrissy emerged from the backstage area, dressed in a silver leather bikini and black knee high boots, and a pair of black leather gloves, she folded her arms across her chest and glared at her foes. Crush, Fury, Venom, Hellga, Jet and Steel emerged from the curtain and stood behind Chrissy. Crush stepped up beside Chrissy, she raised the microphone to her mouth.
“Hey, Dallas, Zap. Chrissy decided to join our little group. It was a smart move on her part.” Crush brushed the hair from over her eyes, and grinned, she placed her right arm over Chrissy's shoulders. “My sexy friend here is going to clobber the sense out of you. She's gone through hellish training, and what what better way to show you but with a handicap lumberjill match.”
Chrissy ran down the entrance ramp, she rolled into the ring and clenched her fists. She crouched down, a sneer spread across her face. Crush, Hellga and Venom stood along the north side of the ring, Fury, Jet and steel walked around to the south side of the ring. Christy called for the bell, Chrissy ran at full speed, she leaped into the air and double drop-kicked Zap ad Dallas across their pecs. Dallas and Zap flopped onto their back's, Zap rolled off the north edge of the ring. Crush, Venom and Hellga dragged Zap to her feet, they took turns pummeling her abs with their fists. Crush slammed her fist into Zap's chin.
Dallas slid off the south edge of the ring, Fury, Jet and Steel gathered around her, they ganged up on the statuesque gladiator and began pummeling her chest and abs. Steel tugged Dallas's hair, she spun her and whipped her into the ring. Dallas leaped to her feet and charged Chrissy, the blonde beauty responded with a big boot to Dallas's chin. Dallas laid spread eagle in the center of the ring. Chrissy dropped to her knees beside Dallas and pressed her palms down on dazed foes abs. Dallas grunted, as Chrissy straddled Dallas's waist.
Zap climbed into the ring, she ran up behind Chrissy and drop-kicked her in the back of the neck. Chrissy toppled and landed on her back, she cursed under her breath and jumped up. Chrissy lunged and speared Zap into the northwest corner of the ring. Chrissy leaned down and rammed her right shoulder into Zap's abs. Chrissy ran to the opposite corner, stepping on Dallas's abs as she passed., Chrissy rushed forward, bent low, shoulder jutting out. As she neared the corner Zap rolled out of the corner. Unable to slow her momentum, Chrissy barreled on, her right shoulder impacting with the steel corner post.
Zap stepped up behind Chrissy, she wrapped her arms around her powerful opponent's waist. Zap suplexed Chrissy onto the back of her neck. Zap rolled on top of Chrissy. Ref Christy dropped to her knees.
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Inside the ring, Chrissy dragged a stunned Dallas to her feet. She stepped behind Dallas, and placed her in an abdominal stretch. Chrissy threw Dallas to the mat with a pump-handle slam. Chrissy hoisted Dallas over her head, she walked to the southwest corner of the ring, and press-slammed Dallas, Dalla's forehead struck the top turnbuckle as she fell. Chrissy dragged Dallas to her feet, standing back to back, Chrissy hooked her arms under Dallas's arms, and hoisted the brawny beauty off her feet, and knocked Dallas out with a widow's peak. Chrissy pressed the heel of her right boot on Dallas's chest.
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With all of the face gladiators down. Crush embraced Chrissy in a firm hug. The Bad Gladiators, along with Gold, walked to the backstage area, celebrating the newest team member's big win.
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Dara Torres vs Jill Mills
Dara strutted down the entrance ramp, her arms swinging at her side, she climbed into the ring dressed in a red, white and blue bikini. She bowed and waved to the crowd, they returned the gesture with applause. Folding her arms across her chest, Dara waited for her opponent to arrive. Her opponent, the massive and sensuous Jill Mills had been tormenting Dara since she arrived in the UFWL, that first day, Jill had power-bombed Dara off the edge of the entrance stage, leaving her lying on top of a shattered table 10ft below. At that moment, Dara swore she would destroy Jill once and for all. Ref Summer Sanders stood in the center of the ring.
Jill strolled out onto the entrance stage, dressed in a blue bikini and denim overalls, she flexed her thick, rocky biceps as she strutted down the ramp. She rolled into the ring, and charged Dara without hesitation. Dara turned and went for the ropes. Jill came up behind and wrapped her arms around Dara's lithe waist. Dara screamed and wiggled her torso, Jill suplexed Dara to the mat. Jill rolled to her feet, she stood beside Dara's prone form, she leg-dropped Dara across the chest. Ji rose to her feet, she walked to the southeast corner of the ring, she climbed to the top turnbuckle and leaped off, the ring shook as she belly-flopped down on Dara. Jill laid over Dara.
Ref Summer dropped to her knees.
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Lita and Chyna vs The Legion of Doom (Hawk and Animal)
Forced into battle together, Lita and Chyna agreed to fight the The Legion of Doom. Lita and Chyna had never been the best of friends, even the crowd could feel the animosity as the two warriors walked down the entrance ramp. Lita dressed in a flaming red bikini, Chyna dressed in a black leather sports bra and thong. Chyna rolled into the ring, Lita jumped over the top rope, they took their place beside special guest referee Alundra Blayze.
Hawk and Animal emerged from the backstage area, wearing red helmets, and spiked shoulder pads, they strutted down the ramp and rolled into the ring. They high-five and removed their helmets and shoulder pads, they turned and pointed at their foes, they stuck their tongues out at Chyna.
Chyna gritted her teeth, she cast Lita a quick glance and stepped to the center of the ring. Hawk stepped to the center of the ring, staring down Chyna. Animal climbed out onto the ring apron. Hawk and Chyna locked hands in the center of the ring. Chyna grunted and pushed Hawk backward towards the ropes. Hawk lunged, he kneed Chyna in her chiseled abs, knocking the air out of her stomach. Chyna fell to her knees, gasping for air. She glared up at Hawk, Hawk laughed and kneed Chyna in the chin.
Chyna screamed and fell onto her back, Hawk was on her in an instant straddling her chest. Chyna slammed her right fist into Hawk's groin, he yelled and rolled away. Chyna sat up and rolled to her feet, she kicked Hawk in his side. Chyna dragged Hawk to his feet, Hawk slammed his left elbow into Chyna's abs. He ran towards his corner and tagged in Animal.
Animal stormed into the ring, he dropped Chyna to the mat with a running clothesline, he stood over his opponent flexing his biceps, Chyna sat up and slammed her fist into Animal's groin. Chyna rose to her feet. She ran to her corner and tagged in Lita. Lita climbed into the ring, she ran at Animal, she drop-kicked him in the center of his chest. Lita dragged Animal to his feet, Animal raked his fingers over Lita's eyes. Lita staggered back and rubbed her face. Animal charged and speared Lita to the mat.
Lita grunted as she fell to the canvas, she rolled to her feet, and slammed her left fist into Animal's abs. Animal lunged and wrapped his arms around Lita's waist, he dragged her over to his corner and tagged in Hawk, Hawk climbed into the ring, the Road Warriors, lifted Lita into into a vertical suplex and slammed her onto her stomach. Chyna stormed into the ring, she clotheslined both men from behind.
Ref Alundra stepped in front of Chyna, she pointed at the corner. “Back to your corner.” Alundra said, ordering Chyna back. With the ref distracted, Animal hooked Lita's arms behind her back, Hawk pummeled Lita's abs with his fists. Lita dropped to her knees, gasping for air. Chyna shoved Alundra to the mat, she scooped Hawk in her arms and body-slammed him to the canvas.
Alundra stood up, she pointed to the timekeeper and called for the DQ, resulting in Hawk and Animal's victory. Chyna grabbed Alundra's shoulder from behind, she spun her around, and kicked Alundra in the abs. Chyna shoved Alundra's head between her knees and hooked her arms, she slammed Alundra to the mat with a vicious pedigree finisher. Hawk and Animal rolled out of the ring, they returned to their dressing room.
Chyna continued to pummel on an unconscious Alundra, the blonde beauty's body wracked with pain. Lita moonsaulted off the top turnbuckle landing hard across Alundra's midsection. Chyna and Lita high-fived, they rolled out of the ring, and returned to their separate dressing rooms.
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Summer Sanders vs Hollie Mangold
Summer waltzed along the entrance stage, dressed in a blue bikini. She ran down the entrance ramp and bounced into the ring, she stood beside Ref Dara Torres. The lights in the arena went pitch black. When they came back on Summer laid spread eagle in the center of the ring, Hollie, dressed in a black t-shirt and khakis, sat down on Summer's abs. Summer screamed and struggled to push Hollie away. Dara shrugged and dropped to her knees.
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...3. Dara reluctantly raised Hollie's arm in victory. Hollie stood up, she stood over her fallen opponent and flexed her biceps, her shirt tore into shreds and fell to the floor, Hollie ran her hands over her chiseled abs, she crouched down and spit in Summer's eyes. Dara stepped in, she shoved Hollie back, and slammed her right knee into Hollie's abs. Hollie laughed off the blow, she scooped a stunned Dara in her arms, she turned Dara upside down and knocked Dara out with a tombstone pile-driver. Hollie rolled out of the ring, leaving the statuesque Olympians spread eagle in the center of the ring.
“When am I going to get a real challenger.” Hollie shouted at the top of her lungs.
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Stacy Keibler vs Sunny
Sunny stormed into the waiting room of Sable's office, she walked over to the desk where Stacy sat. “I want to see Sable.” Sunny slammed her right fist down on the desktop. Papers fell to the floor.
Stacy bolted out of her chair, she folded her arms across her chest and glared at Sunny. “No appointment, no meeting.. Get lost shorty.” Stacy said, jutting her chin forward.
Sunny sprang into the air, she sailed over the desk and tackled Stacy to the floor. Mounting Stacy, Sunny pummeled Stacy's abs with her fist.
“What's going on out there?” Sable stepped out of her office, when she saw Sunny beating up her secretary she walked over to the Bodydonna, Sable grabbed Sunny by her hair and flipped her over her shoulder. Sunny landed on her back and grunted. “What are you, stupid? Come into my office and beat up my secretary- not happening. I don't know what your problem with her is, but you're going to settle it in the ring tonight. And it will be in an Office Supply match.” Sable turned and returned to her office.
“Wait you didn't hear what I had to say.” Sunny yelled.
“Not my problem.” Sable called from her office.
Later that night.
Sunny walked out onto the entrance stage dressed in her red Bodydonnas outfit, she walked down the ramp, a towel draped over her right shoulder. She rolled into the ring. A desk and swivel chair sat in the center of the ring, various office supplies laid scattered around the canvas and ringside floor. Sable stood in the center of the ring dressed in a black and white striped bikini, she smirked at Sunny.
Stacy emerged from the backstage area, dressed in Miss Hancock suit, a pair of glasses resting across her face, a clipboard nestled in the crook of her right arm. She strutted down the ramp and rolled into the ring, she stood on the side of the desk opposite Sunny. Stacy laid her clipboard and glasses on the desktop, she removed her suit jacket and draped it over the back of the swivel chair. She placed her hands on her hips and glared at Sunny.
“This is what you get, Sunny, Stacy is going to kick your ass.” Sable called for the bell, she climbed out of the ring and sat at the announcer's table beside Kim Lyons and Jillian Michaels.
Sunny grabbed her towel off her her shoulder and laid it on the desk, she jumped onto the desk and leaped at Stacy, knocking onto the canvas with a flying cross-body block. Sunny rolled to her feet, she dragged Stacy to her feet by her hair. Stacy slammed her right elbow into Sunny's chiseled abs, she grabbed a ream of printer paper and slammed it down over Sunny's broad muscular back. Sunny fell onto her stomach with a grunt, she grabbed a stapler and slammed it against Stacy's left ankle, Stacy yelped and retreated to the northwest corner of the ring, she leaned against the three drawer metal file cabinet.
Sunny stood up and ran towards Stacy, Stacy sidestepped the rushing blonde, she swept her leg across Sunny's right ankle, Sunny tripped and fell face-first into the side of the file cabinet. Stacy leaped onto Sunny's back, she bashed Sunny's head against the file cabinet. Stacy opened the top drawer, she pulled out a manila folder, she rolled it up and swatted Sunny on the rear. Stacy dragged Sunny to her feet, she slapped Sunny across the chest with the rolled up manila folder. Sunny slapped Stacy across the face, she shoved Stacy to the canvas. Sunny grabbed an extension cord and wrapped it around Stacy's neck, she dragged a struggling Stacy over by the desk, she scooped Stacy in her arms and body-slammed her onto the desktop. Sunny wrapped the cord tighter around Stacy's neck.
Stacy slammed her left foot into Sunny's abs. Sunny released the cord and stepped back. Stacy sat up and stood on the desk, she leaped off, and drop-kicked Sunny in her chest. Sunny staggered back and bumped into the ropes, she flipped and fell to the ringside floor. Stacy grabbed a yardstick and climbed onto the ring apron, she watched Sunny stagger to her feet, Stacy leaped off and smashed the yardstick over Sunny's head. Sunny laid spread eagle on the ringside floor, Stacy dragged the dazed blonde to her feet, she led her towards the water-cooler beside the announcer's table, she whipped Sunny against the side of the cooler. Stacy grabbed a paper cup, she filled it up and downed it in one gulp. Leaning down by Sunny's face, Stacy spit water into her eyes. Stacy ripped the water jug from the cooler and smashed it over Sunny's head drenching the dazed Bodydonna.
Stacy raised her fists over her head and grinned, she dragged Sunny to her feet, and led her to the southeast corner of the ringside area, computer equipment sat on a table in the corner. Stacy grabbed the keyboard and swung it like a baseball bat, she snapped it in two across Sunny's abs. Stacy picked up the printer and raised it over her head. Sunny kicked Stacy in her abs, she grabbed the printer and broke it over Stacy's head. Stacy laid spread eagle on the floor. Sunny hoisted the computer monitor over her head and slammed it against Stacy's abs. Sunny straddled Stacy's waist, she grabbed the collar of Stacy's white sleeveless dress shirt and ripped it open, revealing her lacy black bra underneath. Sunny slapped Stacy across the face, she dragged the dazed secretary to her feet.
Regaining her bearings, Stacy kneed Sunny in her abs, she led Sunny towards the ring, she slammed Sunny's face against the apron. Stacy rolled Sunny into the ring, she rolled into the ring and dragged Sunny to her feet, Stacy scooped Sunny in her arms and carried her to the swivel chair, she sat Sunny in the chair. She reached into the top desk drawer, she grabbed a roll of duct tape and bound Sunny's wrists to the arms rests. Stacy grabbed Sunny's towel and shoved it into her mouth, she placed a strip of tape around Sunny's mouth. Stacy spun the chair and rolled it to the north side of the ring. Stacy removed the set of ropes across the north side of the ring. Laughing, Stacy rolled Sunny off the ring apron, she crashed to the floor. Stacy jumped off the ring apron, she rolled Sunny onto her back and laid over er prone body.
Sable stood up from the announcer's table, she walked around to the north side of the ring, she dropped to her knees.
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Lita vs Molly Holly
Lita climbed out of her car and walked to the trunk, she opened it up and grabbed her duffel bag. She slammed the trunk closed and walked through the parking lot to the competitor's entrance. Lita halted and looked back over her shoulder, footsteps echoed throughout the parking area. “Who's there”
No answer. Lita shrugged, she continued on her way. She reached the double doors leading into the arena, reaching for the handle she jerked and fell to one knee. Lita screamed and clutched her left knee.
“What's the matter Lita, not paying attention to your surroundings. How careless of you.” Molly looked down at Lita and snorted, she held a steel baton in her right hand, she pointed it at Lita. “Better get on your guard or else someone's gonna take you out.”
Lita pushed herself to her feet, she winced as she put pressure on her injured knee. “What's wrong with you, can't beat anyone without back attacking them.” Lita ran a hand through her fiery red hair. She glared at Molly, fire burning in her eyes.
Molly tapped the baton against her thigh, she laughed and raised the weapon over her head, she lunged and aimed for Lita's head. Lita sidestepped the oncoming blow, she reached out and grabbed Molly by her wrist. Molly growled and slammed her left fist into Lita's abs. Lita dropped to her knees, she grunted and slammed her fist into Molly's groin. Molly grunted and fell to her knees, Lita lunged and shoved Molly to the concrete floor. The baton fell from Molly's hand, Molly rolled onto her hands and knees, she grabbed the baton and leaped to her feet, she slammed the baton across Lita's back.
Lita cried out, she clutched her back, and staggered to her feet. Molly slammed the baton across Lita's abs, she grabbed a chunk of Lita's hair, she the fiery redhead to her car. Molly scooped up Lita in her arms and body-slammed her onto the carhood. Climbing onto the carhood, Molly pulled Lita to her feet, she shoved Lita's head between her knees and pile-drove Lita's head onto the carhood. Lita rolled off the hood, she dropped onto her knees, and leaned against the front bumper. Molly leaped off the hood, she knocked Lita to the concrete floor with a Molly-Go-Round.
Six musclebound female security guards stormed into the parking area, Three of them tackled Molly to the floor. Two guards helped Lita to her feet, Molly flailed her arms and screamed as she was carried off to the holding area. “This isn't over.” Lita screamed.
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Alundra Blayze vs Bret Hart – I Quit Match
Alundra walked out onto the entrance stage, dressed in a white bikini, black knee-high leather boots, and a long flame red robe, she rolled into the ring and approached Chief Interviewer Wendy Lindquist. Bowing low, Alundra waved to the crowd, she untied her robe belt, she pulled off her robe, and dropped it in the corner, the Hardcore title strapped around her waist. Hopping along the canvas, Alundra shadow boxed the air.
“Welcome, and tonight I'm here with Hardcore champion Alundra Blayze.” Wendy turned and faced the blonde brawler. “And how do you feel about your match with Bret Hart, do you think you'll come out on top, tonight?”
Alundra grasped the microphone in Wendy's hands. “Let me tell you, Wendy. I've faced men in this ring before, and I'm not afraid of any of them. I've put the title on the line because I know that I will make Bret say I Quit in the center of the ring.” Alundra smirked, she flexed her left bicep and blew kisses to the crowd.
The arena lights dimmed, Bret walked out onto the entrance stage dressed in a leather jacket, wearing a pink visor over his eyes. He slapped palms with the fans as he strutted towards the ring, he climbed up the steel steps and rolled into the ring. Bret grabbed his visor and threw it into the crowd, he removed his jacket and draped it over the top rope. Bret walked over to Alundra and Wendy, he snatched the microphone from Wendy's hand. “You think you can withstand my strength. I'm the best there was, there is and ever will be. And I'll prove it in this ring.” Bret pressed his chest against Alundra's chest, and threw the microphone to the canvas.
“Looks like you two won't wait, let's get it started.” Wendy motioned to the timekeeper. The bell rang, signaling the start of the match.
Alundra circled Bret, she rubbed her hands together, she halted in mid-stride and beckoned at her larger foe. Without a word, Alundra ran at Bret, she barreled into the Hitman, knocking him onto his rear. Bret leaped to his feet, he lunged and grabbed Alundra by her right wrist. Digging his heels into the canvas, Bret whipped Alundra into the southwest corner of the ring, Alundra grunted as slammed against the turnbuckles. Bret ran into the corner, he pounced on Alundra, slamming into her with a vicious clothesline. Alundra slumped down in the corner. Bret grabbed Alundra's wrist and irish whipped her towards the opposite corner, Alundra reversed the move, she slammed her right knee into Bret's groin.
Bret fell to his knees, he slammed his right fist into Alundra's abs. Alundra grunted and clutched her stomach, Bret lunged, spearing Alundra to the mat. Bret leaped to his feet, he grabbed Alundra's ankles and flipped her into the sharpshooter, he leaned back, Alundra screamed and pounded her fists on the mat. Alundra gritted her teeth and reached for the ropes, her fingertips brushed against the bottom rope. Bret looked over his shoulder, when he saw Alundra reach for the ropes, he scooted to the center of the ring, leaving Alundra no escape.
Wendy knelt beside Alundra. “Do you give?
“No.” Alundra cried and pressed her hands against the canvas, she dragged herself towards the ropes, with one final push, she grabbed the bottom rope with both hands. Bret released his sharpshooter, he stood up and dragged Alundra to her feet, Alundra spun and slammed the heel of her right foot against the side of Bret's chin. Bret dropped to his knees, Alundra lunged and kneed Bret in his chin. Alundra dragged Bret to his feet, she shoved his head between her knees, and pile-drove his head onto the mat. Dropping to her knees, Alundra laid across Bret's chest. Wendy dropped to her knees.
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Alundra stepped back, she jerked her wrists trying to free her wrists, Bret lunged and clothes-lined Alundra across her chest, he dragged Alundra to her feet, he shoved her head between his knees and pile-drove her head against the canvas. Bret rolled to his feet, he grabbed Alundra's ankles and flipped her into a sharpshooter. Wendy knelt down by Alundra, she leaned in towards Alundra's face. “Do you give?”
Unable to tap,, Alundra screamed her submission at the top of her lung. Wendy jumped to her feet and called for the bell, Bret released Alundra, he stood up and raised his hands in the air. Rolling out of the ring, Bret grabbed the Hardcore Title Belt and threw it over his shoulder, he rolled back into the ring. Alundra laid on her stomach, her knees flared with pain. Bret stared down at his injured opponent, he shook his head and walked to the back.
Wendy gestured to the backstage area, two female paramedics rushed to the ring carrying a stretcher, they loaded Alundra onto the stretcher and carried her out of the ring, As they reached the top of the entrance ramp, Chyna and Nicole Bass ran out from backstage, they barreled into the paramedics , the stretcher carrying Alundra hurtled off the entrance ramp, landing on the concrete ten feet below. Chyna dived off the side of the ramp, she slammed her right elbow into Alundra's abs. “This is what happens when you defy Sable, I hope you learn your lesson.” Chyna stood up, she kicked Alundra in her side, Chyna and Nicole gestured to the crowd, leaving Alundra and paramedics sprawled out on their backs.
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Keelin Cornuck and Danielle Corley vs Deborah Khazei and Kathy Derry – Tables Match
Keelin and Danielle walked out onto the entrance stage, dressed in matching black bikinis, they skipped down the ramp and somersaulted into the ring. They strutted from ring post to ring post before taking their place beside ref Jennifer Dempster.
Deborah and Kathy walked out onto the entrance stage, they strutted down the ramp in matching pink bikinis, Deborah walked around the ring, she pointed to the tables beside the ring and gestured at Keelin and Danielle. Deborah rolled into the ring, Kathy leapt over the top rope and landed beside Deborah, both ladies came to stand opposite Keelin and Danielle.
Keelin folded her arms across her chest, Danielle stepped forward and jabbed her finger against Deborah's chest. Deborah slapped Danielle on her face, she shoved the brunette onto her butt, Kathy lunged and slammed her right knee into Keelin's abs. Deborah irish whipped Danielle into the southwest corner of the ring, Kathy placed Keelin in a side headlock and bulldogged her to the mat. Deborah rammed her left shoulder into Danielle's abs, she grabbed Danielle and pulled her out from the corner, she placed Danielle in a full nelson, and sat down on the top turnbuckle, she jumped off the top turnbuckle and slammed Danielle onto her back.
Kathy dragged Keelin to her feet, she slammed her right elbow into Keelin's chin. Deborah and Kathy double teamed Keelin, they lifted her in in vertical suplex and body-slammed her on top of Danielle. Deborah rolled out of the ring, she grabbed a table and tipped it on it's side, she folded up it's legs and slid it into the ring under the bottom, Kathy folded the table legs and leaned the table against the southwest corner of the ring. Deborah slung the second table into the ring, just as she climbed onto the ring apron, Keelin barreled into her, sending both ladies crashing to the ringside floor.
Danielle snuck up behind Kathy, she placed her in a reverse headlock and suplexed her to the mat. Danielle dragged Kathy to her feet, Kathy kneed Danielle in her groin, Danielle fell to her knees, Kathy slammed her left heel against the side of Danielle's head.
Deborah and Keeling traded fists as they rse to their feet, Deborah slammed her right fist against Keelin's left cheek, Keelin slapped Deborah across her face. Deborah lunged and slammed her left fist into Keelin's abs. Deborah scooped Keelin in her arms, she rammed Keelin's back against the ring post. Deborah strutted around ringside, she leaned down over Keelin and slapped her across the chest, Deborah dragged Keelin to her feet, she irish whipped Keelin against the steel ring steps.
Danielle lifted Kathy in a vertical suplex, carrying Kathy overhead she ran towards the table leaning against the southwest corner of the ring, Kathy rolled her body, she landed on her feet behind Danielle and shoved her facefirst against the table. Kathy irish whipped Danielle into the opposite corner, Kathy ran towards Danielle she rolled into a cartwheel, she jumped to her feet and slammed her elbow into Danielle's chest. Kathy scooped a stunned Danielle in her arms, she ran towards the southwest corner of the ring and slammed Danielle through the table. Ref Jennifer rolled Danielle out of the ring.
Deborah lifted the steel steps over her head, and slammed it down on Keelin's back. Kathy rolled out of the ring, she bent down over Keelin, she dragged the dazed brunette to her feet, and pinned her arms behind her back, Deborah slammed her right knee into Keelin's abs. Keelin fell to her knees. Deborah and Kathy slung Keelin into the ring, Kathy set up the second table in the center of the ring, Deborah led Keelin to the northwest corner of the ring, with Kathy's aid, she climbed the top turnbuckle and lifted Keelin onto her her shoulders. Deborah leaped off the top turnbuckle and powerbombed Keelin through the table. Ref Jennifer raised Deborah and Kathy's arms in victory. Deborah and Kathy turned on Jennifer, Kathy slammed her fist against the back of Jennifer''s shoulders. Deborah lifted Jennifer into a vertical suplex she walked towards the south set of ropes and climbed up the top turnbuckle, she leaped off the turnbuckle and rock-bottomed Jennifer through the announcer's table. Announcers Kim Lyons and Jillian Micheals scattered like roaches as Deborah rse to her feet. Deborah and Kathy returned to the backstage area.
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Janet Evans vs Summer Sanders
Janet skipped out onto the entrance stage dressed in a red backless leotard, she ran down the ramp and rolled into the ring, black knee high boots and a blue headband. She waved to the crowd and stood beside ref Rebecca Soni, she rested her hands on her hips and glared at the entrance stage.
Summer walked out onto the entrance stage, dressed in a blue swimsuit, blue thigh high boots and a red beret on her head. She ran down the ramp and somersaulted into the ring, she folded her arms across her chest and stared at Janet, they met in the center of the ring staring each other down. Janet snatched Summer's beret off her head and shoved it into her face. Summer staggered back, Janet gripped Summer by her throat, she forced her foe into the northwest corner of the ring.
Janet pressed her left booted heel against Summer's abs, she laughed as Summer gasped for air. Janet stepped back and grabbed Summer's ankles, she fell back and catapulted Summer halfway across the ring. Summer staggered to her feet, Janet crept up behind and placed her in a rear headlock, she pinned Summer's left arm behind her back and suplexed Summer to the mat. Janet leapt to her feet, she laughed as she kicked Summer in the small of her back, she dragged Summer to her feet and slammed her right fist into Summer's abs.
Summer fell to her knees, she lunged and headbutted Janet in the groin, Janet growled and fell to her knees, Summer stood up and slapped Janet across the chest, knocking the Olympic beauty onto her back. Summer grabbed Janet's headband and slid it down around her throat, she rolled Janet onto her stomach and choked her with the headband. Janet flailed her arms trying to grab Summer, she clamped onto a lock of Summer's hair and yanked hard. Summer screamed and rolled back towards the northwest corner. Summer climbed up to the top turnbuckle, she crouched down as Janet staggered to her feet, Summer jumped off the turnbuckle and landed a dropkick to Janet's chest.
Janet slammed onto her back with a grunt, Summer rolled to her feet, and dragged Janet to the corner by her ankles. Summer pulled Janet to her feet, Janet slammed her left elbow into Summer's chin, She scooped Summer in her arms and hung her from the top turnbuckle by her legs trapping Summer in a tree of woe. Janet repeatedly punched and kicked Summer in her abs and chest. Summer screamed as the blood rushed to her head. Grabbing Summer's wrists, Janet slung Summer halfway across the ring.
Summer sat up, she moaned and clutched her abs, Janet walked up behind her and grabbed her wrists, she pressed her left knee into Summer's back, Summer threw back her head and screamed, Janet smiled as she wrenched Summer's arms behind her back. Ref Rebecca knelt down by Summer. “Do you give?”
“No!” Summer screamed as she struggled to free her arms, Janet dug her knee into Summer's back. Janet released Summer's arms and grabbed her hair, dragging Summer to her feet, Janet hoisted her foe in her arms, and laid her over her left knee, Janet pressed down on Summer's neck and knees. Summer screamed and flailed her arms, Janet laughed and spit in Summer's face, she shoved Summer to the mat and stood up, she climbed up to the top northeast turnbuckle and leaped off, she slammed her right elbow against Summer's abs. Janet scooped Summer in her arms, she lifted Summer onto her shoulders and powerbombed her onto the mat. Janet laid over Summer. Rebecca dropped to her knees.
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Dara Torres emerged from the backstage, Inge De Brujin Ran up behind and shoved her off the side of the entrance stage, she leaped off and leg-dropped Dara across her back, Inge leaned over Dara and kissed her on the mouth. Janet ran up beside Inge, she grabbed the straps of Dara's tanktop and ripped it off her body, she shoved the tanktop into her mouth. Gloating, Janet and Inge returned to the backstage area,
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The Rock vs Rachel Mclish
Rachel grabbed the towel off the rack, wrapped it around her torso, and stepped out of her private shower. Opening the bathroom door, she halted in mid-stride when she saw The Rock seated comfortably on her sofa. “What are you doing here, handsome. Get lost on your way to your locker room.” She said, walking over to her dressing closet. Picking out her outfit, Rachel slid a red nylon sports bra over her torso, she tossed the towel onto the floor, and pulled on a red nylon thong.
The Rock leaned back and whistled at Rachel, he cast her a wide grin. “Don't forget we've got a match tonight, a falls count anywhere match. I've been training all week for this.” He stood up, folding his arms across his chest. Raising his right eyebrow, the Rock flashed Rachel a big grin. “You look great by the way.”
Rachel blushed, she returned the Rock's smile, she flexed her right arm at her side, her bicep bulged and swelled. She grabbed a bottle of oil and squirted a glob on her stomach, she smeared the baby oil over her abs with her hands. The Rock grinned and removed his sunglasses.
...Later that Night
Rachel walked out onto the entrance stage, she waved to the crowd as she descended the ramp. She leaped into the ring, and stood beside ref Lita. Rachel folded her arms across her chest. The Rock walked out onto the entrance stage, his raised his hands over his head and ran down the entrance ramp, he rolled into the ring and jumped to his feet. Rachel stared down the Rock in the center of the ring, she smiled and flexed her rock hard biceps. The Rock grinned, he lunged and clotheslined Rachel across the chest, he strutted around the ring.
Rachel rolled to her feet, she ran at the Rock, she barreled into him, forcing him into the northeast corner of the ring. Rachel propped the Rock on the top turnbuckle, she scooped him in her arms and body-slammed him to the mat. Rachel laid down beside the Rock, she wrapped her legs around his right arm and grabbed his wrist. The rock flailed his legs and free arm trying to shake Rachel off his arm. Rachel arched her hips intensifying the pressure on the armbar.
The Rock rested his left ankle on the bottom rope, Lita crouched down and ordered Rachel to break the hold. Rachel released the Rock's arm and stood up, she dragged the Rock to his feet. The rock slammed his left fist into Rachel's abs, Rachel fell to her knees. The Rock wrapped his arms around Rachel's waist and hoisted her to her feet, he lifted her up and Rock-bottomed her to the mat. The rock stood over Rachel he pulled off his right elbow pad and threw it into the crowd, He ran towards the north set of ropes, bounced off and ran towards the opposite ropes and bunced off, he halted when he came to stand over Rachel, he landed a devastating People's elbow to her chest. The Rock laid over Rachel and hooked her left leg. Ref Lita dropped to her knees.
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The Rock staggered to his feet, when he saw Rachel distracted in the corner, he snuck up behind, he grabbed her hair and slammed her forehead against the exposed turnbuckle. Rachel gave a loud pitched scream and fell onto her back, The Rock climbed to the top turnbuckle, he leaped off and aimed his right elbow at Rachel, Rachel rolled out of the way, The Rock's elbow jolted as it struck the mat. Rachel rolled to her feet, she stood over the Rock and gyrated her hips, she flexed in a crab pose, her torso and biceps bulged and hardened. Rachel dragged the Rock to his feet and scooped him up in her thick massive arms and body-slammed him to the mat.
Rachel climbed up to the northwest corner and moon-saulted off the top turnbuckle, she landed hard across the Rock's chest and hooked his legs. Ref Lita dropped to her knees and make a fast three count.
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Lita raised Rachel's arm in victory, Rachel bowed low to the crowd and waved, she knelt down beside the Rock, she lifted him into a seated position. “That was fun, don't be afraid to challenge me again.” Rachel said and kissed the Rock on his lips. She shoved him to the mat and walked to the backstage area. Lita helped the Rock to his feet, she led him back to his dressing room.
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Vicky Gates vs Suzan Kaminga
Suzan ran out onto the entrance stage, dressed in an orange and black striped leotard, she made her way down the ramp and rolled into the ring. She approached the ref Amanda Dunbar, she stood beside the ref, waiting for her opponent to arrive.
Vicki walked out onto the stage, dressed in a purple bikini, she strutted down the ramp and rolled into the ring, She stood across from Suzan and sized her up. Suzan walked up to Vicki and shoved her hands against her chest. Vicki kicked Suzan in her groin, she laughed as Suzan dropped to her knees, Vicki raked her fingers across Suzan's face, Suzan screamed and rubbed her eyes. Vicki grabbed Suzan's throat and choked her out.
Gasping for air, Suzan slugged Vicki in her abs, Vicki released her grip on Suzan's throat and stepped back. Suzan stood up, she arched her brows, and beckoned to Vicki, Vicki lunged and rammed her shoulder against Suzan's left knee. Suzan fell to the mat with a shriek, and clutched her left knee. Grabbing Suzan by the ankles, Vicki dragged her foe towards the south ropes and laid Suzan's left ankle on the bottom rope. Gripping the top rope, Vicki stomped on Suzan's ankle.
Suzan screamed as Vicki stomped on her ankle a second time, Suzan grabbed Vicki's left leg and rolled her onto her back, she sat on Vicki's waist and repeatedly slammed her fists into Vicki's abs. Vicki grabbed a chunk of Suzan's hair and tugged hard, Suzan grunted and slapped Vicki across the face. Rolling to her feet, Vicki and Suzan traded blows to the abs and chest, Vicki landed a hard jab to Suzan's mid-section, sending her foe reeling to her knees. Clutching Suzan by her chin, Vicki shouted in Suzan's face. “You think you have what it takes to beat me, you must be joking.”
Suzan slammed her rock hard forearm against Vicki's abs, Vicki dropped to her knees. Suzan scooped Vicki up into a vertical suplex, Vicki swung her legs to the mat, she landed on her feet behind Suzan and placed her foe in a cross-face chicken-wing. Suzan flailed her free arm trying to shake Vicki loose, her head drooped, Vicki lowered her onto the mat, she wrapped her legs around Suzan's waist.
Ref Amanda dropped to her knees beside Suzan, she raised up Suzan's free arm and released it, it fell limp onto the mat. She raised it a second time. When Suzan's arm slumped to the mat a third time, Amanda called for the bell. Vicki refused to release the hold. Amanda shrugged, she stepped out of the ring and headed to the backstage area, leaving Suzan to Vicki's mercy,
Gladys Portugues emerged from the backstage area, she jumped into the ring and stomped on Vicki's head. Vicki released Suzan and rolled to her feet. Gladys flexed her ripped oiled biceps and gestured to Vicki. Vicki charged Gladys, she barreled into the newcomer and shoved her to the mat. Vicki plopped down beside Gladys and wrapped one arm around Gladys's throat, the other under her left am, trapping her in a cross-face crippler. Gladys screamed and flailed her arms. After several minutes, Vicki released the hold, she stood up and stomped Gladys on the small of her back. Satisfied with her handiwork, Vicki rolled out of the ring and headed to her dressing room.
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Zdenka Razymova vs Hulk Hogan
Dressed in a blue bikini and barefoot, Zdenka reached the door of the training gym, she entered the room and stopped beside the weight racks. Grabbing a 50lb dumbbell in each hand she stood in front of the wall mirror, she pressed the weights over her head and grunted, she knocked out nineteen more reps. On the last rep, she lowered the dumbbells to her side and returned them to the rack. She stood in front of the mirror and flexed her rippling biceps, she smiled and moved into a side chest pose.
At that moment, Hulk Hogan strutted into the gym, dressed in a yellow tank-top and shorts, he walked over to Zdenka and stood behind her, grinning he slapped her on the behind. “Nice physique, keep up the good work.”
Paying little heed to Hulk, Zdenka grabbed a jump rope and began hopping up and down. When she got to twenty, she threw the rope to the floor.
Hulk stepped in front of her, he folded his arms across his chest and glared at Zdenka's sweat drenched body. “Looks like you need a towel, Sweetheart, how about I help you dry off.” Hulk rested his hands on Zdenka's hips and grinned.
Shrugging her shoulders, Zdenka brushed Hulk's hands away and walked over to the training ring, she grabbed a pair of pink boxing gloves and slipped them on her hands. Hogan grabbed a pair of black boxing gloves and rolled into the ring. Zdenka boxed the air and hopped around the ring. Hogan slipped on his gloves and approached Zdenka. “You wish to box with me, Hulk. I've been training for six months, think you can handle me?”
Hulk threw back his head and laughed. “No problem, I just hope you don't quit early.” Hulk tapped his gloves and raised his hands in front of his face. “Come and get me if you can.”
Hulk and Zdenka tapped gloves in the center of the ring. They took two steps back and circled each other. Hulk lunged and swung his right fist at Zdenka, Zdenka blocked the blow with her fists and landed a left jab to Hulk's abs. Hulk grunted and staggered back, he stepped forward and landed a right hook to Zdenka's chest. Hulk stomped on Zdenka's bare foot and landed a barrage of punches to Zdenka's abs and chest. Zdenka staggered back into the ropes, she propped her arms over the top rope to keep from falling.
Zdenka took slow ragged breathes, a plan formed in her mind, she propelled herself forward and landed several hard jabs to Hulk's chin and chest. Hulk fell to his knees, Zdenka landed a vicious uppercut to Hulk's chin, he laid spread out on his back. Zdenka stood with her right foot on Hulk's chest, she flexed her arms at her sides.
Hulk shook his head, gritting his teeth he stared up at Zdenka. The downed wrestler landed a left jab to Zdenka's left ankle, the Czech beauty staggered back and rested in the northeast corner of the ring rubbing her ankle. Hulk rolled to his feet, he rushed Zdenka, landing several jabs to her chest, he landed one last jab to Zdenka's chin and stepped back to survey his handiwork. Panting for air, Zdenka lifted her head up and scowled at Hulk. Hulk loomed over Zdenka, he cupped her chin in his right hand. “Maybe you should try something easier like wrestling, but let's make it interesting. If I win, you have to kiss my feet, if you win I'll kiss your feet. What do you say?”
Zdenka nodded, throwing back her head, she spit in Hulk's face. Hulk removed his boxing gloves and dropped them to the mat, he wiped his face and slapped Zdenka across her chest. Grabbing Zdenka's arms, Hulk jerked her away from the ropes. “I need a referee in here now.” Hulk shouted at the top of his lungs.
Barbora Mrazkova ran into the gym, dressed in a black and white striped bikini, she rolled into the ring and stood between the two fighters. She clapped her hands, signaling the start of the mat. Hulk irish-whipped Zdenka into the northwest corner of the ring. He slowly strutted towards her, pumping his fists he ran and barreled into Zdenka. Hulk turned his back to his foe and showboating, he beat his hands with his chest and cupped his right hand around his right ear.
Zdenka lunged and leaped onto Hulk's back, she wrapped her rock-hard arms around his throat. Hulk staggered around the ring, he fell to his knees, Zdenka tightened her grip around Hulk's throat. With a burst of stamina, Hulk rose to his feet, clenching his fists he elbowed Zdenka in his sides, Zdenka grunted and released her hold on bulkier foe. Hulk spun to face Zdenka, he landed a flurry of knees to her abs, and forced her into the southwest corner of the ring. Hulk mounted the middle rope, he raised his right fist over his head and slammed it down on the top of Zdenka's head, on the tenth strike, Zdenka pressed her hands against Hulk's chest and shoved him to the mat.
Zdenka dragged Hulk to his feet, shoving his head between her knees, the Czech beauty lifted Hulk onto her shoulders, she power-bombed him to the mat. Zdenka fell onto Hulk and hooked his legs.
Barbora dropped to her knees.
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Dara Torres and Chrissy Zmijewski vs Inge DE Bruijn and Jill Mills
Dara walked out onto the entrance stage, dressed in a pink bikini she strutted down the ramp, she slapped palms with the fans and rolled into the ring. Ref Kerri Strug stood in the center of the ring, she patted down Dara for foreign objects. Chrissy ran out onto the entrance stage, dressed in a silver leather bikini and black knee-high leather boots, she clapped her gloved hands and ran down the entrance ramp, the newest member of the Bad Gladiators stood beside her tag team partner Dara. She glared at Dara and turned up her nose. Deciding to ignore Chrissy, Dara turned her gaze to the entrance ramp.
Inge and Jill emerged from the backstage area, Inge strutted down the ramp dressed in a blue bikini, Jill dressed inn a red bikini top and denim overalls. They rolled into the ring and sized up their opponents. “We've been training for this moment, I hope you're paid up on your health insurance, because tonight you'll be going to the hospital on a stretcher.” Inge said, she extended her hand and slapped Dara across the face.
Kerri stepped in between the two teams. “I say when the match-”
Jill pressed her right palm against Kerri's face, with a small shove she knocked Kerri onto her rear. “Then what are we waiting for.”
Dara turned to Chrissy, and patted herself on the chest.” Let me handle this, I'll finish this quick so you won't break a nail.” Dara said in a mocking tone. Chrissy shrugged, she walked to the southeast corner of the ring and climbed out onto the apron, she leaned against the corner post.
Inge patted Jill on her right shoulder. “I'll warm her up for you, if I let you go first, there might not be any left for me.” Jill shook Inge's hands, she stepped out onto the apron in the northwest corner, she propped her elbows on the top rope and rested her head in her hands.
Inge and Dara locked up in the center of the ring, flexing her biceps Inge forced Dara's back against the ropes, and kneed Dara in her chiseled abs. Dara fell to her knees, Inge grabbed Dara by her hair and slammed her face against the mat. Inge dragged Dara to her feet, she pressed Dara back against the ropes, and slapped her across the chest. Inge grasped Dara's right wrist and Irish-whipped Dara into the northwest corner of the ring where Jill awaited.
Dara slammed into the corner, Jill reached and pinned Dara's arms behind her back, holding her in place for Inge. Inge ran to the corner, she twirled in the air and bashed Dara across her chest with a hard elbow, Dara screamed as Jill lifted her off her feet. Inge grabbed the sides of Dara's head and tossed her over her left shoulder, Dara tumbled onto her back in the center of the ring.
Dara pushed herself into a seated position, she crawled onto her hands and knees towards her partner Chrissy. As Dara neared the corner, Chrissy leaned over the ropes and extended an open palm, Dara raised her arm to tag in Chrissy. Chrissy laughed and jumped off the apron, she folded her arms across her chest and smirked at a shocked Dara. Inge ran up beside Dara and smashed her right knee into the side of Dara's head. Grabbing Dara's ankles, Inge dragged her dazed foe towards Jill, Jill climbed into the ring, Inge and Jill lifted Dara into a vertical suplex, they body-slammed the blonde swimmer to the mat.
Ref Kerri approached Jill and ordered her to return to her corner, Jill grasped Kerri by the throat and lifted her into the air, she choke-slammed Kerri to the mat. Inge stomped on Dara's back, Jill dragged Dara to her feet, she shoved Dara's head between her knees and pile-drove Dara's head onto the mat. Dara laid on her back writhing in agony. Jill leg-dropped Dara across her chest.Inge and Jill high-fived and rolled out of the ring.
Chrissy rolled into the ring, she walked over to Dara and leaned down beside the fallen beauty. “You fell right into my trap, how stupid you must feel right now.” Chrissy grabbed Dara's hair and banged the back of her head against the mat. Chrissy stood up, she walked over to Kerri, she tossed the ref over her shoulder and carried her to the backstage area.
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Psycho Sid vs Christine Roth – Rematch
Psycho Sid dropped Christine onto the floor of Sable's office, Christine sat up flailing her arms and legs. “Who do you think you are, you won't get away with this.”
Sable leaned forward in her swivel chair, she propped her elbows on the top of her desk. “I'm the boss around here, When I call, you come. I summoned you here for a purpose, I want you to join my side, your friend Sarah is already in my pocket, and you have little say in the matter.” Sable reached into the top desk drawer and pulled out a large bundle of money.
Christine picked up the bundle of money, she turned it over in her hands. “What's this for?”
Sarah stood beside Sable and folded her arms across her chest. “An incentive, for joining our alliance. It won't be long before we run Stephanie Mcmahon out of the UFWL, and Sable will have total control.”
Christine tossed the bundle onto Sable's desk, she turned and headed for the door. Sarah and Sid stepped in her path and blocked her only way out. Christine gasped and stepped back, she turned to face Sable. “You can't keep me trapped in here, I'll get out sooner or later.” Fuming, Christine marched over to Sable's desk.
Sable stood up and slapped Christine across the face. “I'm in charge, I'll teach you to defy me.”
Sid ran up behind Christine, he clotheslined across her back, Christine tumbled onto Sable's desk. Sable reached into the side desk drawer and pulled out a roll of duct, she tossed it to Side. “Tie her up, then beat some sense into her thick skull.
Sid began wrapping the duct tape around Christine's wrists.
The door burst open, Stephanie Mcmahon and The Good Gladiators: Zap, Dallas, Ice, Elektra, Siren, and Sky stormed into the office. Sarah stepped in front of the intruders. Zap and Dallas barreled into Sarah knocking her to the carpeted floor. Ice and Elektra rushed Sid and slammed him to the floor. Stephanie marched over to the desk, she unbound Christine's wrist and helped her to her feet. “Are you okay?”
Christine nodded her head. “I want to get out of here and go back to my dressing room.”
Sid rose to his feet, seething with rage he prodded his finger against Christine's chest. “I'm not finished with you, Let's settle this once and for all.” Saliva flew from his lips and sprayed Christine in the face.
Christine wiped the spit from her chin, she pressed her breasts against Sid's chest and flexed her biceps. “Then let's do this.” Christine slammed her fist into Sid's abs, Sid dropped to his knees. Zap and Dallas crept up behind Sid and wrenched his arms behind his back.
“You tricked me, when I get loose I'm going to crush you.” Sid yelled at the top of his lungs. “Sarah, Help me.”
Sarah slinked towards the door, Ice reached out and grabbed a chunk of Sarah's hair. “Where you think you're going.” Ice slammed her fist into the small of Sarah's back. Elektra scooped Sarah in her arms and dropped her over her knee, she pressed down on Sarah's neck and knees. Sarah screamed and flailed her arms.
Sid wriggled free of Zap and Dallas's grip, he elbowed Zap in the chin and bashed Dallas across her abs with his forearm. Christine climbed onto Sable's desk and leaped off, she drop-kicked Sid in his chest. Sid rose to his knees, he wrapped his arms around Christine's waist and squeezed tight. Siren and Sky bashed their fist across Sid's back, he released Christine and staggered back. Zap, Dallas. Siren and Sky circled Sid, they took turns pummeling him in the stomach and chin.
Sid fell to the floor bruised and battered, he laid sprawled out on the carpet. Sable slammed her fists on her desktop. “That's enough, all of you. Why are you here, Stephanie.”
“I've come to discuss your plans. You're not going to take over this company. I want my re-match and I'm sick of playing your little games.” Stephanie folded her arms across her chest and tapped her foot against the floor.
“Fine, you want a re-match I'll give you one. But I have a few conditions that have to be met. First, Christine will have to beat Chyna in a Good Housekeeping Match. Second, you have to win a gauntlet match against the Bad Gladiator Girls, if you both win, you get your re-match. Shake on it.” Sable extended her right hand.
“Deal.” Stephanie returned the gesture, the bargain was made.
“You both better be ready for your matches, because my girls are the best in the business, if you're unprepared they'll destroy you. Now get the hell out of my office.”
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Rebecca Soni vs Lolo Jones
Rebecca walked towards the UFWL outdoor stadium, dressed in a skimpy pink bikini, Dara Torres and Summer Sanders followed close behind, Dara dressed in a patriotic tanktop and shorts, Summer dressed in a blue sports bra and black track pants. Rebecca found the stadium floor replaced with a thick layer of soggy mud. In the center of the floor, four corner ring posts and ropes were set up, the referee Mary Lou Retton stood in the center of the ring.
Lolo sat perched atop the northwest corner post, dressed in a black bikini and trying not to get her feet dirty, she perked up when Rebecca halted at the edge of the mud pit. “Come on in, the mud's nice and cool, you should be used to wallowing in it.” Lolo called fro the makeshift ring. Morgan Uceny and Mary Decker stood on the edge of the mud behind Lolo, clapping and chanting her name.
Rebecca glared at Lolo, since the day they met, she had never cared for the arrogant Olympic runner. Dara rubbed the back of Rebecca's shoulders, and whispered in her ear. Rebecca nodded and stepped into the mud pit, she slogged her way to the ring and climbed in over the top rope, as her feet touched down, Lolo climbed off the turnbuckle and charged at Rebecca. Digging her heels into the mud, Rebecca braced for Lolo's charge, the lithe swimmer crouched down, she leaped into the air and speared Lolo, mud splashed in every direction.
Lolo grabbed a chunk of Rebecca's hair and yanked hard, Rebecca screamed and rolled onto her rear. Rising to her feet, Lolo lunged and rammed her left knee into Rebecca's chin, leaving the swimmer falling onto her back. Without hesitation, Lolo was kneeling beside Rebecca, she rolled the dazed swimmer onto her stomach, and pressed Rebecca's face deep into the mud.
“Fight back.” Dara shouted.
“Get up.” Summer called.
Flailing her arms, Rebecca struck a grazing blow across Lolo's forehead. with her right hand. Lolo grunted and slid back on her rear, she crawled to the corner of the ring, and perched on the top turnbuckle. Rebecca rose to her feet, her hair and face coated with a thick layer of mud. Unable to see from the ud in her eyes, Rebecca groped blindly towards the corner where Lolo waited. Lolo leaped off, slamming her feet against Rebecca's chest, sending her tumbling off her feet.
Lolo rose to her feet, her entire body coated in mud, but she didn't care as long as she defeated Rebecca, that was all that mattered to her. Lolo walked over to a dazed Rebecca, she knelt beside her foe and scooped up a large clump of mud in her hands. “Here's some mud, you little piggy.” Lolo shoved the clump of mud into Rebecca's face and pressed down.
Rebecca gagged and flailed her limbs, with mud in her eyes and mouth, she fought back with all her might. Grabbing a chunk of Lolo's hair with her left hand, Rebecca caught Lolo off guard with a wicked right cross. Lolo grunted and retreated to the southeast corner of the ring. Sitting up, Rebecca spit out a mouthful of mud, she wiped furiously at her face trying to clear her face. Taking advantage of this, Lolo crept up behind the distracted swimmer, she grabbed Rebecca's wrists and pinned them behind her back , she pressed her left knee into the small of Rebecca's back. Rebecca threw back her head and screamed.
Lolo leaned in closer and whispered in Rebecca's ear. “After I take care of you, I'm going after Dara and Summer, and you can't do anything about it. Pulling back harder on Rebecca's arms, Lolo smiled as Rebecca's screams grew louder. Fighting the urge to tap, Rebecca began to flex her arms, she yanked free of Lolo's grip and rolled away, rolling to her feet she retreated towards the northwest corner of the ring. Lolo charged after her foe, as she approached, she bent down and scooped a clump of mud in her hand. Halting, she stopped and slung the mud at Rebecca.
Rebecca ducked, the clump of mud splattered against the top turnbuckle. Rebecca ran at Lolo, she raised her left foot into the air, catching Lolo in the chin with her heel. Lolo grunted and splashed face-up in the mud. Grabbing Lolo's ankles, Rebecca flipped her foe into a Boston Crab, she arched her back, increasing the pressure of the hold. Lolo screamed and slapped the mud surface, digging her fingers into the mud trying to drag herself to the ropes.
Ref Mary Lou Retton crouched down beside Lolo, asking her if she was ready to submit. Lolo shook her head, she gritted her teeth and clawed at the mud. Looking ver her shoulder, Rebecca grinned when she saw the pain her foe was in. Leaning back as far as she could, she relished when Lolo screamed her submission. Mary Lou raised Rebecca's arm in victory. Releasing the hold, Rebecca stood up and strutted around the ring. “Can someone bring me a hose and a towel?”
“I'll give you something better than a towel, let's get her.” Mary Decker told Morgan, dressed in their black bikinis, they charged towards the ring, the mud splashing at their feet. Mary climbed up the southwest corner of the ring, when Rebecca turned, Mary Decker leaped off, and drop-kicked Rebecca in her chest. Morgan leaped over the top rope, she pounced on the stunned Rebecca and wrapped her hands around her throat, Mary Decker grabbed Rebecca's hair and shoved it into her mouth,
Dara and Summer stormed into the ring, Dara slammed her right knee into Mary Decker's back. Summer grabbed Morgan by her hair and dragged her through the mud. Mary D fought back, she threw out her legs tripping Dara in the process, Dara fell face first into the mud, before she could react, Mary D was straddling Dara's back, she pressed Dara's face into the mud.
Summer dragged Morgan to her by, clutching her foe's hair in her hands. Summer slammed her right fist into Morgan's chin, Morgan staggered back, she lunged and grabbed Summer by her throat, shaking the Olympic swimmer like a rag doll as she forced her into the northwest corner of the ring, Summer raked her thumbs over Morgan's eyes, forcing her to release the blatant choke-hold.
Lolo staggered to her feet, she launched herself at Rebecca who was just getting to her feet. Lolo speared Rebecca off her feet. Unable to stop the bedlam, Ref Mary Lou Retton shrugged and left the ring, not wanting to get drawn into the chaos.
The Security crew, led by the Bad Gladiator Girls, stormed into the ring area, six musclebound females clobbered the rioting Olympic superstars with their pugil sticks, Security Chief Gina 'Crush' Carano paced the edges of the mud-pit, not wanting to get her Gladiator outfit messy. It took only a few minutes for the security crew to restore order, each of the combatants were handcuffed and led out of the ring.
“This isn't over.” Lolo shouted at Rebecca.
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Kiana Tom vs Rachel Mclish
Kim Lyons and Jillian Micheals are seated behind the announcer's table.
Kim: Hello, and welcome back to the UFWL, let's take you to the back where Hollie Dunaway is standing by with Rachel Mclish and Kiana Tom.
Backstage Area.
Hollie: Thank you, Kim, I'm here with our next combatants Kiana and Rachel. Rachel, how do you feel about your match with Kiana?
Rachel smiled and waved to the camera, dressed in a red bikini, black leather vest and black knee leather boots. She flexed her right bicep and kissed it.
Rachel: I'm ready and willing to go, there's nothing Kiana will do to stop me from winning, as you know I was the very first Miss Olympia, and that's an honor held by few. When I step into the ring with Kiana, all bets are off.
Hollie: Kiana, are you confident you'll pull off the victory tonight.?
The camera panned over to Kiana, she blew a kiss to the camera, and flexed her arms into a most muscular pose, dressed and a purple bikini, and barefoot.
Kiana; There's no doubt in my mind that I'll beat Rachel, my wrestling prowess and strength have skyrocketed since I joined the UFWL. By the end of the match, Rachel will be eating the canvas.
Rachel: You talk big for a small fry who has to take muscle enhancement vitamins, why don't you kiss my firm glutes.
Rachel prodded Kiana's chest with her right index finger. Kiana sneered and slapped Rachel's hand away.
Kiana: Better be careful where you point that finger, it might end up broken.
Kiana and Rachel stood nose to nose, their fists clenched and teeth gritted. Hollie got in between them and nudged them apart.
Hollie: Easy now ladies, let's save it for the ring. Back to you, Kim and Jillian.
Ringside.
Jillian: Thanks Hollie, and tonight's match is scheduled to be a last woman standing match.
Kiana walked out onto the entrance stage to a chorus of boos, she glared at the fans, and strutted down the ramp, she rolled into the ring and approached Ref Laura Bass. Laura patted down Kiana for foreign objects, she gave a thumbs up to the announcer's.
The overhead lights dimmed, they came back on Rachel was standing at the head of the ramp, the crowd broke into frenzied applause. Clenching her fists, she raised her arms over her head and strutted down the ramp, she climbed into the ring, she stripped off her vest and hung it over the top rope. She walked to the center of the ring where Kiana stood, her arms folded across her thick muscular pecs. Kiana started to scream in Rachel's face.
Kiana: give up now and I'll go easy on you.
Rachel: I'm not afraid of you, the only thing big on you is your mouth. And I'm going to shut it up tonight.
The bell dinged, both ladies locked up in the center of the ring, using the strength of her powerful arms Kiana forced Rachel to her knees. Rachel struggled to reverse her foe's momentum, Rachel rolled back, she pressed her heels against Kiana's abs and flipped her halfway across the ring. Rachel kipped up, and flexed her biceps at her side. Kiana rolled to her her feet, she growled at Rachel and charged, Rachel sidestepped her onrushing foe, and held out her right leg tripping Kiana, Kiana tumbled and rolled out of the ring through the bottom rope, Rachel ran towards the southwest corner of the ring, she climbed up to the top turnbuckle and leaped off, slamming down on Kiana's abs with her left elbow.
Kim: Rachel's showing off her skills as a highflyer, ad what a vicious elbow, Kiana is going to feel that in the morning.
Jillian: Don't count Kiana out yet, she's one of the most dominant wrestlers in the league. She proven countless times that she can bring it.
Rachel stood up, bending down over Kiana, she grabbed her foe's hair and dragged her to her feet. Grabbing Kiana's right wrist, Rachel went for in Irish Whip, Kiana planted her feet firmly on the floor, and reversed Rachel's momentum, Irish whipping Rachel towards the corner-post, Rachel slammed face-first into the steel post, she grunted and fell to the floor. Kiana hopped towards Rachel pumping her fists in the air, she rolled Rachel onto her stomach and straddled her back, she locked Rachel in a camel clutch. Rachel screamed and flailed her arms as Kiana pulled back on her chin.
Kim: Rachel is really feeling that camel clutch, I wouldn't want to be in her shoes right now.
Jillian: Once Kiana has her opponent where she wants her, it's only a matter of time before Rachel gives in to Kiana's might.
Kiana grinned and started bouncing on Rachel's back, she released the camel clutch and stood up, she kicked Rachel in her side. Lifting Rachel into a seated position, she grabbed Rachel's wrists and pinned them behind her back, Kiana pressed the heel of her right foot down on the back of Rachel's neck. Rachel screamed and tried to flex her arms, but Kiana's grip held fast and firm.
The crowd started to chant Rachel's name. They stood on the edges of their seats, stomping their feet and pumping their fists. The energy of the crowd filled Rachel with vigor, flexing her arms once more, Rachel pried her wrists loose and slammed her right elbow into Kiana's abs. Rachel staggered to her feet, she grabbed Kiana's head and shoved it between her own knees, Rachel went for a pile-driver. Kicking her legs, Kiana caught Rachel in the jaw with the heels of her feet.
Rachel lost her grip on Kiana and stumbled back, she fell against the western barricade. Kiana rushed her foe, she leaped into the air and drop-kicked Rachel across her abs, sending Rachel flipping over the barricade and into the crowd area, the side of her head bounced off the edge of a chair in the front row. Kiana leaped over the barricade, she stomped down on the small of Rachel's back several times. Kiana grabbed a steel chair, she folded it up and slammed it down across Rachel's back.
Rachel screamed and rolled towards the aisle, she grabbed a chair and pulled herself to her feet, she dropped to one knee and clutched her back, Kiana followed after her, she slammed the chair down on Rachel's head, Rachel convulsed and fell back onto the concrete floor, she laid spread-eagle in the middle of the aisle. Kiana threw the chair to the floor, flexing her arms into a most muscular pose, Kiana pressed her right foot on Rachel's chest.
Laura leaned over the ropes, she started to make the ten count.
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Rachel got to her feet, she staggered towards Kiana, Kiana wrapped her arms around Rachel's waist. Rachel slammed her forearms down on top of Kiana's shoulder. Kiana tightened her grip, squeezing Rachel like a sponge. Rachel threw back her head and screamed, desperate to free herself, she raked her finger's over Kiana's eyes. Kiana wailed and released her bearhug, she started to rub her eyes. Rachel took advantage of the situation, and slammed her right fist into Kiana's chin. Kiana stumbled back into the northwest corner of the ring, groping blindly, she gripped the top rope to support herself, she found Rachel's vest draped over the top rope, as Rachel neared, Kiana grabbed the vest and draped it over Rachel's head, Kiana rammed her right knee into Rachel's abs.
Kim: That's a cheap shot by Kiana, but unfortunately you can't win by DQ in this match.
Jillian: All's fair in the wrestling ring, these women come to win by any means necessary. It's time Kiana wrapped things up and finished this.
Kiana raised her right arm and karate-chopped Rachel across her throat. Rachel dropped to her knees, gasping for air, Rachel clasped her hands together pleading for mercy at Kiana's feet, Kiana bowed down and whispered in Rachel's ear.
Kiana: I'm tired of playing around, time to bring your wrestling career to a screeching halt.
Kiana dragged Rachel to her feet, crouching down she hoisted Rachel over the back of her shoulders, setting her up in the Torture Rack. Kiana hopped along the sides of the ring, pulling down on Rachel's knees and neck. Rachel felt her right knee pop, she screamed and flailed her arms, tears streaming down her face. Kiana grinned and hurled insults at the crowd.
Kiana: This is your heroine, look at her now, why do you bother cheering for her. When I'm done with her she won't be able to walk.
The crowd erupted into a chorus of boos, the y started to chant Rachel's name. Rachel started to stir, she flexed her entire body, and reversed Kiana's torture rack into a ddt slamming Kiana's head against the canvas. Rachel laid sprawled out of the center of the ring. Laura shrugged and started the ten count.
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Kim Chizevsky vs. Juggernaut
Kim stepped of her dressing room closet, clad in a black bikini and barefoot, she sat down on the bench of her dressing table and went to work stitching her new ring attire modeled after the original American Gladiators outfits. She was deep in focus when she she the crash, she looked over her to see The Juggernaut standing among the rubble of what used to be her door, the door laid on the floor, splintered and cracked into several pieces, Kim bolted from her seat and spun around the face the large menacing intruder.
Kim: What do you want, Juggy, I didn't invite you.
Juggernaut walked towards Kim, clad in his red armor he was an imposing sight to behold, he punched his left fist against his right palm and sneered at Kim.
Juggernaut: I've heard you're one of the strongest women on the planet, people say you got abs as hard as steel, I came to see if their right. Why don't you face me right here and now.
Kim sighed and shrugged her shoulders.
Kim: If you insist, but you're going to end up in a world of hurt.
Juggernaut threw back his head and laughed.
Juggernaut: You're on.
Kim walked up to Juggernaut, she stood nose to chest with the gargantuan mutant, she patted her right hand on her chiseled shrink-wrapped abs.
Kim: I'll even let you take the first shot. Come on, don't hold back.
Juggernaut took a step back, he slammed his armored right fist into Kim's mid-section, the former Miss Olympia yawned and folded her arms across her chest, seemingly unfazed by the massive titan's blow. Scowling, he slammed his left fist into Kim's abs.
Kim: Go ahead, I'm still waiting for you to hit me.
Kim grinned and batted her lashes at Juggernaut, this only served to enrage the Juggernaut, he growled and pummeled Kim's abs with a barrage of rights and lefts, still Kim remained standing on her feet. Juggernaut dropped his arms at his side, nothing he did seemed to faze Kim. The former Miss Olympia flexed her arms at her sides and sucked in her abs, she winked at the Juggernaut and smiled.
Kim: What's the matter, you getting tired already. So tell me, when are you're punches going to start hurting. I don't have all day, I have an outfit I need to finish stitching together and a hair appointment at Noon.
Kim's words drove Juggernaut into a frenzy, he grabbed Kim by the throat with his left hand and pushed her up against the wall, he slammed his right fist fist into her abs at least fifty, when he reached the 51st, he released Kim and stepped back, doubled over to catch his breathe.
Juggernaut: Impossible, no one has ever been able to withstand my power, are you a mutant too?
Taking offense to Juggernaut's question, Kim slammed her right fist against Juggernaut's helmet, it cracked down the middle, both halves dropping to the floor. Juggernaut's eyes widened with shock, he took two steps back and turned to flee.
Kim: Giving up, already. It's my turn now.
Kim lunged and tackled Juggernaut to the floor, she slammed her left fist against the side of his head, she dragged Juggernaut to his feet and pushed him up against the wall. Kim landed a furious barrage of punches to Juggernaut's chest and abs, his armor cracked in several places, Kim continued her relentless assault, when she was finished Juggernaut's armor laid in several small pieces at their feet, Juggernaut slumped against the wall, his body bruised and battered from the monstrous strength of Kim's punches.
Juggernaut: I surrender, they were right when they said you were strong. Please show mercy on a pitiful defenseless mutant.
Juggernaut got down on his knees, clasping his hands together, he kowtowed at at Kim's feet.
Rubbing her right hand on the side of her head, Kim sighed and shook her head.
Kim: Alright, I'll let you go, It's sad to see a man groveling like a wimp, I guess I got a soft spot for men like you. Get up and take your armor or whatever is left of it with you. You really know how to tug on a woman's heart strings.
Kim turned and went back to her sewing, she pretended not to hear Juggernaut's sobbing as he gathered up the broken pieces of his armor and fled out into the hallway.
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Shawn Michaels vs Suzan Kaminga
Backstage Area
Hollie Dunaway: Hello and I'm back here with Shawn Micheals and Suzan Kaminga, And both our competitors say this will be a night to remember. Shawn, you don't normally wrestle women, is Suzan's gender gonna be a game changer.
Shawn: As you know Hollie, when It comes to the ladies I'm more of a lover than a fighter, but when if Suzan insists on stepping into the ring with me, then the HeartBreak Kid is going to have to send Suzan home with a broken heart.
Shawn grinned as he gyrated his hips against Hollie's left leg, Hollie gave Shawn a playful shove, she flashed Shawn a wide grin. She turned towards Suzan.
Hollie: Suzan, last week you burst into Shawn's dressing room and demanded a match with him, a ladder match with the prize of $100,000. Where did you get that kind of money, and why are you so anxious to face Shawn?
Suzan took a deep breath as she grabbed the microphone from Hollie's hand.
Suzan: Shawn is an arrogant buffoon, he thinks every woman on the planet wants to sleep with him. Well, I guess I must be the only one the wants to beat him. The money- Well, that's my little secret.
Suzan winked and handed the mic back to Hollie.
Hollie: Let's go to Kim and Jillian at ring.
Ringside.
Kim: Thanks Hollie, and here comes our first competitor, please give a round of applause for Suzan Kaminga.
Jillian: She's in for a world of hurt.
The arena lights dimmed, smoked poured out of vents on the entrance stage floor. Suzan emerged from the smoke, dressed in an orange and black striped bikini, she halted at the head of the ramp and flexed her arms into a most muscular pose, the crowd gave her a standing ovation. Suzan grinned and strutted down the ramp, she stopped and gestured to the ladder standing at the foot of the ramp, Suzan rolled into the ring and stood beside Ref Laura Bass.
Shawn Michaels danced and gyrated on his way to the ring, his sunglasses resting on his nose, at the foot of the ramp, he stopped to flirt with a female fan in the front row, he kissed her on the hand and placed his sunglasses on her head. Shawn rolled into the ring, he removed his flashy leather vest and tossed it to another female fan. He strutted towards Suzan, and mockingly blew her a kiss while grinding his groin.
Suzan huffed and folded her hands across her chest, she rolled her eyes and shifted her gaze to the crowd. They chanted her name several times, Suzan worked the crowd, blowing them kisses, she flexed into a double biceps pose, showing off her ripped chisel physique.
With Suzan's back to him, Shawn charged his foe, he drop-kicked in the small of the back, Suzan tumbled over the top rope and crashed down onto the thinly padded ringside floor. Shawn strutted around the ring, flexing his biceps. Suzan rolled onto her stomach, she jumped to her feet and rolled into the ring. Suzan and Shawn approached each other and locked up in an elbow and collar tie-up in the center of the ring, Gritting his teeth, Shawn struggled to gain the upper hand, Suzan dug her heels into the mat and shoved Shawn against the south set of ropes,
Shawn leaned back against the ropes, shocked by Suzan's strength, he began to form a plan in his mind. Suzan slunk towards Shawn, her eyes burning with rage. Shawn waited as Suzan pressed her chest against his, he hurled himself forward and clothes-lined Suzan across her throat. Suzan laid on her back, she pounded the mat and kipped up. Suzan spun on her heels to face Shawn, the HeartBreak Kid grabbed Suzan's right wrist and Irish-whipped her into the northeast corner of the ring, he ran towards the corner, Suzan hopped up onto the top turnbuckle and leaped off, and knocking Shawn to the mat with a hard drop-kick to the chest.
Suzan rolled out of the ring, she grabbed the ladder and tossed it into the ring. Shawn got to his feet as Suzan rolled into the ring, before she could get to her feet, Shawn began stomping her back and shoulders with his right booted heel. Suzan grabbed Shawn's ankles and knocked him onto his back, she wrapped him up in a figure-4-leglock and arched her hips. Shawn yelled and clenched his fists, struggling to keep his composure. Racked with pain, Shawn leaned up and grabbing a chunk of Suzan's hair in his hands forced her to release the hold.
Suzan screamed and released the hold, she stamped her feet and shook her fists in the air. She gestured to the ladder. Shawn got to his feet as Suzan bent down to pick up the ladder. Suzan set the ladder up in the center of the ring and mounted the bottom rung. Shawn climbed up the other side of the ladder. Suzan reached the top rung first, she went to grab for the briefcase, Shawn slammed his right fist into Suzan's abs. They started to trade punches, Suzan raked her fingers over Shawn's eyes. The ladder swayed and toppled over sending both competitors crashing to the ringside floor.
Shawn grunted as he arched his back, he got to his knees and leaned on the ring apron for support. Suzan clutched her stomach, she crawled to the barricade and pulled herself to her feet, she mumbled under her breath. She staggered towards the ring, and winced as she rolled into the ring. Suzan righted the ladder and slowly climbed up to the top rung.
Shawn slid into the ring under the bottom rope, he grabbed the sides of the ladder and started to shake it as Suzan reached for the briefcase. Suzan growled and leaped off the ladder, she clothes-lined Shawn to the mat. Shawn struggled with Suzan as they fought to get to their feet, he kneed Suzan in her abs. Suzan grunted and punched Shawn in his groin, the bodybuilder turned wrestler pandered to the crowd as the Heart Break Kid fell to his knees, she blew them kisses and slapped her butt for the men in the audience. Shawn clutched his groin and grunted, the pain subsided after several seconds, he got to his feet as Suzan continued to pander to the crowd. With her attention diverted Shawn grabbed the ladder and folded it up.
Shawn crouched down, gripping the ladder with both hands, when Suzan turned to face him he jabbed her in the abs with the top end of the ladder. Suzan fell to her knees with a grunt, Shawn held the ladder in front of him and rammed into Suzan, he knocked her onto her back and pressed the ladder against her abs. Suzan flailed her arms, unable to push her foe away, she screamed at the top of her lungs. Shawn raised the ladder over his head and bashed it across Suzan's right knee. Shawn laid the ladder over Suzan, he walked to the southwest corner of the ring, climbed up to the top turnbuckle and leaped off and leg-dropped Suzan across the throat.
Shawn set up the ladder in the center of the ring, he crouched down and beckoned at Suzan as she got to her feet. Suzan staggered to her feet with her back to Shawn, she turned slowly, Shawn went to deliver his sweet chin music. Suzan ducked Shawn's oncoming kick, she spun him around and suplexed him to the mat. Shawn laid sprawled out beside the ladder. Suzan climbed up to the top rung of the ladder, she reached up and gripped the briefcase firmly in her hands, and yanked it off the hook. She stumbled and fell to the mat, she clutched the briefcase tight to her chest.
Ref Laura Bass raised Suzan's arm in victory as she laid on her back. Laura helped the victorius beauty to her feet, and patted her on the back. Laura lifted Suzan up and paraded her around the ring on her shoulder. Suzan held the briefcase over her head and puckered her lips.
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Dale Tomita vs Denise Rutkowski
Dale strutted out onto the entrance stage carrying a microphone in her right hand, clad in a purple bikini she gyrated her hips as she walked down the entrance ramp. “Some of you may remember last month I was cheated out of a victory, thanks to the interference of that meddling cow Denise Rutkowski, we'll I've a surprise for her.” Dale pointed to the northwest corner of the ring, a long metal chain was clamped to the corner-post, a dog collar latched to the other end. Dale climbed onto the ring apron and entered the ring. “Well, maybe not for Denise, she already knows she's an overgrown mutt. Tonight, the world will know it too.” Dale took her place beside the referee Kiana Tom, she lowered the microphone to her side and waited for opponent to arrive.
Wasting little time, Denise ran out onto the stage, dressed in a tight black leotard she cart-wheeled down the ramp and rolled into the ring. Denise approached Dale, her lips drawn into a sneer as she glared at Dale.
Dale smirked, looking over her larger musclebound foe, she found herself giggling under her breath.
“What's so funny?” Denise asked, she inched closer to Dale, never taking her eyes off her foe.
Dale shook her head. “you look like a St Bernard I used to own.” She threw back her head and laughed.
Denise hauled back and slapped Dale across her face. Dale screamed and lunged at Denise wrapping her hands around her larger foe's throat. Outraged by her actions, Denise grabbed Dale by her throat with her right hand, and lifted her into the air. Dale flailed her arms and legs trying to free herself. Denise choke-slammed Dale to the mat. Dale grunted and rolled to her feet, Denise stood in the corner and waited for Dale to rise.
Dale clenched her fists, she flexed her rock hard biceps and started to run towards Denise, Denise charged, they locked up in the center of the ring, Denise forced Dale to her knees. Dale head-butted Denise between her legs, she laughed as her blonde foe fell to her knees. Dale scooped Denise in her arms, Denise flailed her arms as Dale set her up in an over the knee back-breaker. Dale pressed down on Denise's chin and knees, Denise gave a great bellowing roar as she tried to escape Dale's vicious hold.
Denise struggled to free herself with little success, she could feel the pain creeping up her back. Desperate to escape, Denise landed a glancing blow across Dale's nose. Dale gave Denise a hard shove and rolled her onto her stomach, she straddled Denise's back and grabbed her hair, she repeatedly bashed Denise's face against the canvas. With a sudden burst of strength, Denise threw Dale off her back, blood trickled from her broken nose, dazed and confused Denise staggered around the ring.
Dale stood in the northwest corner of the ring, she twirled the collar chain in her hand. Denise stumbled towards Dale, she had to end the match quickly before she lost consciousness, she couldn't bear losing to the likes of Dale. As Denise neared the corner, Dale crouched down in a defensive stance, when Denise got close enough she whipped her into the turnbuckles, she wrapped the chain around Denise's neck and started to choke her.
Denise clawed at the chain, she gasped for air as her air supply was choked off. Dale stood behind Denise, she pressed her right knee into the small of Denise's back. Dale grinned as Denise struggled to fight her way free. Denise managed to spin around, she grabbed Dale by her throat and tossed her to the thinly padded ringside floor. Denise freed herself and fell to her knees to catch her breath.
Dale rolled to her feet, she rolled into the ring and lunged at Denise, but this time Denise was ready, she slammed her right fist into Dale's chin, knocking her smaller foe off balance. Denise wrapped her arms around Dale's waist, she squeezed her like a tube of toothpaste. Dale screamed and grabbed Denise's hair. Denise body-slammed Dale into the corner, Dale bounced off the turnbuckles and landed face-first by Denise's feet. Denise grabbed Dale's hair and dragged her stunned foe to her feet, she propped Dale into the corner and grabbed the collar. Without hesitation, Denise latched the collar around Dale's throat.
Kiana begrudgingly raised Denise's arm in victory, Dale screamed and stamped her feet, she went to charge Denise, she yelped as the chain went taut, she fell back and kicked her feet against the canvas. Denise glanced at Dale, she grinned and pumped her fists at her side, she went to leave but Kiana grabbed her by the shoulder and spun her around. Denise slammed her left knee into Kiana's abs, she choke-slammed Kiana to the mat. Denise climbed out of the ring, the crowd was on their feet applauding Denise's victory.
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Stephanie Mcmahon vs The Bad Gladiators -Gauntlet
Stephanie stood in the center of the ring, dressed in a skimpy black bikini, waiting for her match to begin. Ref Trish Stratus explained to her the rules of the match. Stephanie nodded and walked over to the southeast corner of the ring, she sat on the top turnbuckle and folded her arms across her chest, her long hair cascaded down her shoulders.
The arena lights dimmed. Beth Horn, Gina Carano, Jamie Reed, and Robin Coleman walked out onto the entrance stage dressed in their American Gladiators outfits. They stopped at the foot of the ramp and huddled up in a circle, they bumped fists and Beth turned and rolled into the ring. Gina, Jamie, and Robin gathered by the north side of the ring. Beth approached the ref Trish, Trish padded her down for foreign objects.
Stephanie dismounted the turnbuckle and walked up to Beth, she pressed her nose against hers and glared into Beth's eyes. Beth grinned and flexed her biceps. Trish stepped in between the two and separated them, she gestured to the timekeeper. Stephanie and Beth locked up in a collar and elbow tie-up, Stephanie grunted and started to shove Beth back towards the ropes with the strength of her hard muscular arms.
Surprised by Stephanie's hidden power, Beth gritted her teeth and dug her boot heels into the canvas, they went back and forth for several seconds with neither woman gaining the upper hand. Angered by her foe's determination, Beth headbutted her foe across her forehead. Stephanie yelped and pulled away from Beth, she rubbed her forehead and then glared at Beth. Stephanie lunged and speared Beth to the mat, they rolled around the ring tugging each others hair and trading hard blows to the chest and abs.
Beth raked her fingers across Stephanie's eyes, the former chairwoman screamed and rolled towards the south side of the ring and rubbed her eyes. Beth rolled to her feet, she stomped after Stephanie and slammed her booted right heel on the back of Stephanie's head. Stephanie grabbed Beth's ankles and pulled her off her feet, before Beth could act Stephanie flipped the blonde statuesque gladiator in a Boston Crab. Beth screamed and pounded her fists on the canvas, she refused to submit, she dragged herself and Stephanie towards the north side of the ring where her partners awaited, when she got within reach of the bottom rope, Hellga grabbed Beth's wrist and placed it on the rope, Trish ordered Stephanie to release the hold.
Stephanie stood up, grabbing a handful of hair, she dragged the weakened gladiator to her feet, she placed Beth in a side-headlock, and ddt'ed her head onto the mat. Stephanie rolled Beth onto her stomach and laid over her. Trish dropped to her knees.
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Crush smirked and walked around to the south side of the ring, she climbed onto the apron and screamed at Trish, she slung one leg between the middle and top ropes. Trish approached Crush, ordering her to move to the ringside floor. Fury reached under the ring apron and pulled out a chair, she slid into the ring and rushed Stephanie, waving the steel folding chair over her head. Hellga grabbed Stephanie from behind and pinned her arms back. Fury smirked, and swung the chair at Stephanie's head.
Stephanie ducked as the chair descended, Fury accidentally hitting Hellga square on her forehead, Stephanie barreled into Fury, sending her tumbling over the top rope, the side of her head bounced off the ring apron. Crush continued to argue with Trish, Stephanie walked up to Crush and slapped her hard across the face, Crush rolled back and tumbled to the ringside floor. Stephanie straddled Hellga's waist. Trish dropped to her knees.
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Stephanie rolled Fury onto her stomach, and laid over her body. Trish dropped to her knees.
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Trish bent down to check on Fury, with the ref distracted Crush was free to soften their opponent up. Crush slammed her booted heel down of the back of Stephanie's shoulders, she dragged the former Ceo to her feet and body-slammed her down across the lip of the security barricade. Stephanie bounced and landed flat on her back beside the ring. Crush pressed the sole of her boot down on Stephanie's throat, she grabbed the bottom rope for leverage, Stephanie gasped for air and flailed her arms.
Fury sat up and rubbed her head, she pushed herself to her feet and glanced around the ring. Crush shoved Stephanie to the floor and backed away as Trish turned her gaze to the ringside area. Fury climbed out to the ring apron, she leaped off and slammed her elbow down on Stephanie's abs. Stephanie rolled into a sitting position and clutched her midsection. Fury crawled to her knees, before Stephanie could react, the gladiator wrapped her hands around Stephanie's throat and shook her like a magic eight-ball. Stephanie jammed her thumbs into Fury's eyes, she pushed her away and stood up, she slammed her knee into Fury's chin.
At that moment Sable walked out onto the entrance ramp, carrying a microphone in her hands. “Hey, Stephanie, I've got some good news, I decided this is now a no dq gauntlet match, Enjoy.” Sable sat down on the edge of the entrance stage and cheered on the Bad Gladiators.
Stephanie gawked at Sable, she ran her hands through her hair and surveyed her surroundings, Crush stalked towards her, a singapore cane in her hands. Fury staggered to her feet, she barreled into Stephanie and knocked her to the floor. Without a second thought, Stephanie rolled under the ring apron trying to regain her bearings, she crawled out several seconds later, brandishing a whip and set of handcuffs, she turned towards Crush, with one flick of her wrist, Stephanie snapped the cane out of Crush's hands. Crush backed away, not wanting to tempt her hotheaded foe.
Fury stumbled to her feet, Stephanie stood behind Fury and lashed her across her back, Fury screamed and retreated into the ring, Stephanie dropped her weapons and rolled into the ring, Fury backed into the southwest corner, she raised er fists in front of her face. Stephanie charged at Fury, she leaped into the air and clothes-lined fury onto the turnbuckles. Fury laid spread eagle in the corner. Stephanie rolled Fury onto her stomach. Trish dropped to her knees.
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Chyna vs Christine Roth- Good Housekeeping Match
Chyna emerged from the backstage area dressed in a black bikini black leather gloves and boots, Sarah Dunlap and Sable following close behind. They walked down the entrance ramp to a chorus of boos. Chyna rolled into the ring and approached referee Wendy Lindquist, she patted down Chyna for foreign objects. Sable stepped into the ring and started to speak. “Tonight, Christine is going to learn what happens when you mess with the boss. Chyna is going to tear her apart. So get your blonde ass out here and take your beating like a real woman.” Sable gestured to the ringside area. Several tables were set along the ring, various household items lined the tabletops.
Christine walked out onto the entrance ramp dressed in an orange bikini, Stephanie Mcmahon and Alundra Blayze followed the Canadian beauty to the ring. Sarah glared at pointed at Alundra. Don't get in my way.”
Alundra ignored the bodybuilder's threats and leaned against the north side of the ring. Christine rolled into the ring. She walked up to Chyna and screamed in her face, Chyna smirked and slapped Christine across her chest.
Sable stepped in between the two. “Not just yet, Chyna. Christine, I've decided to be generous to you. If you manage to beat Chyna, I'll give you a shot at the Empress of Wrestling Title, if you have the will to win, that is.”
Christine sat up and rubbed her face, she stood up and glanced at Sable. “Sure, I can beat her no problem, eh.” She flexed her biceps at her sides and grinned.
Sable smirked and walked up to Christine. “But if you lose, I'll make your life a living nightmare. I'll make you kiss my ass and then Chyna's and Sarah's.” Sable suddenly lunged ad slamed the microphone over Christine's head, Christine fell to her knees. Chyna charged and tackled Christine to the mat. Sable rolled out of the ring and laughed, she clapped and cheered on Chyna.
Chyna dragged Christine to her feet, she whipped her into the southwest corner, Chyna cartwheeled her and sprang to her feet and elbowed Christine in her abs. Christine groaned and fell to her knees. Chyna rolled out of the ring, she grabbed a plunger and flung it into the ring. She also tossed a bottle of shampoo, shaving cream, body wash, and toilet brush into the ring. Chyna climbed back into the ring as Christine was rising to her feet, Christine grabbed the plunger and smacked Chyna across her abs, snapping the plunger handle in half. Chyna dropped to her knees with a grunt.
Christine kneed Chyna in her chin, dropping the massive amazon onto her back. She grabbed the bottle of shampoo and uncapped it, she squirted shampoo into Chyna's eyes. Chyna screamed and batted the shampoo bottle out of Christine's hand, she rubbed at her eyes. Christine punched Chyna in her abs and stepped back, allowing Chyna time to clear her eyes. Chyna glared at Christine through reddened eyes, she bellowed and charged at Christine, she collided with the Canadian powerhouse, both ladies tumbled to the outside of the ring.
Chyna got to her feet first, she grabbed a bottle of dish-washing liquid and uncapped it, she leaned Christine into a seated position, and poured the dish-washing liquid into Christine's eyes and mouth. “You smell lemony fresh, Christine.” She dragged Christine to her feet, and led her towards a bucket of mop water, she bent Christine over and pressed her face into the soapy water. Christine flailed her arms, she landed a glancing blow across Chyna's left temple. Chyna grunted and released Christine.
Christine grabbed the mop and rammed the mop end into Chyna's ribs, she twirled the handle in her hands and bashed Chyna over the head. Chyna laid spread-eagle on the ringside floor. Christine leaned down and whispered in Chyna's ears. “What, you didn't know Canadians could fight, well I'll teach you, eh.” Chyna leaped to her feet, she lunged and locked her arms around Christine's waist, Chyna's biceps bulged as she tightened her grip on her foe. Alundra and Stephanie slapped the side of the ring apron, they chanted Christine's name, soon Christine's name began to echo throughout the arena. Christine flexed her arms, she headbutted Chyna across her throat. Chyna screamed and released her hold on Christine.
Chyna turned towards the nearest table, she grabbed an iron skillet and lunged at Christine, Christine grabbed Chyna's wrists and wrenched the skillet from Chyna's grasp. Sable ran up behind Christine brandishing a broom in her hands, she slammed the handle across the back of Christine's shoulders. Chyna reversed Christine's momentum and whipped her into the steel corner post, Christine dropped to the floor in a crumpled heap. Stephanie barreled into Sable, sending her slamming into the ringside security barricade.
Sarah crouched down and crept around the sides of the ring, Alundra didn't see her approach, Sarah stooped behind the northeast corner of the ring, as Alundra turned, she sprang from around the corner and speared Alundra to the thinly padded floor. Sarah kipped up, she unsnapped her overall's right shoulder strap and flexed while standing with her right foot on Alundra's chest.
Christine screamed as she attempted to free herself from Chyna's camel clutch. Chyna laughed and continued to increase the pressure. Sable and Stephanie collided into Chyna, sending her rolling to the floor. Christine staggered to her feet, she grabbed the bucket of mop water and poured it over Chyna as she sat up. Christine drop-kicked Chyna in the chin, she rolled to her feet, she leaned against the nearest table, she turned and grabbed a mixing bowl and whisk, poured water and cake mix into the bowl, she cracked some eggs and began whisking the mixture. When it was lumpy Christine held it in front of her she dumped it over Chyna's head.
Chyna growled and rolled to her feet, she wiped her eyes clear and lunged at Christine, Christine grabbed a metal baking sheet and slammed it over Chyna's head. Chyna's knees buckled, she collapsed to the floor, Christine pumped her fists in the air and giggled her hips, she picked up a can of furniture polish and sprayed it in Chyna's eyes. Chyna screamed and wiped at her eyes, she slammed her forearm between Christine's legs, she dropped the can and fell to her knees. Chyna got to her feet, she slammed the heel on her boot into Christine's chin.
Chyna dragged Christine to her feet, she spun Christine around and locked her in a rear bear-hug. Sarah approached Christine, she shoved her hand into her overall's pocket, when she pulled out her hand she was wearing a set of brass knuckles. Sarah swung her fist at Christine's chin. Christine ducked, Sarah slammed her fist into Chyna's chin. The Ninth Wonder jerked back and collapsed to the mat. Christine kneed Sarah in her abs and ddt'ed her to the floor. Christine dragged Chyna to her feet, she threw Chyna into the ring and thn rolled in after. Christine dropped to her knees and laid over Chyna. Ref Wendy Lindquist dropped to her knees.
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Sable and her minions returned to the backstage area. Christine convulsed in the center of the ring. Alundra rolled to her feet, she gathered up Christine and Stephanie and led them to the back.
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Laura Bass vs Nicole Bass
by fatehound45, 3 hours, 14 minutes ago
Literature / Prose / Fiction / General Fiction / Short Stories
Laura Bass vs Nicole bass
Dressed in a pink leotard and black knee-high boots, Laura strutted down the entrance ramp clutching a
microphone in her right hand. "Tonight, the powers that be decided to put me up against that muscle monster Nicole
Bass. And if Nicole thinks I'll back down from her, she's in for a rude awakening." Laura climbed into the ring and
walked up to ref Lita, who patted her down for foreign objects. After her pat down Laura leaned against the
southwest set of turnbuckles.
Nicole emerged from the backstage area, dressed in a white tanktop anmd blue jeans, she ran down the ramp
and charged into the ring, she slid under the bottom rope and jumped to her feet.She marched over to Laura and
grabbed her by the throat, Laura screamed and flailed her arms as she struggled to free herself. Nicole spun and
choke-slammed her foe onto the center of the ring.Nicole dropped to her knees and laid over Laura. Ref Lita dropped
to her knees.
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towards Nicole and drop-kicked her massive foe in the chest as she wasd rising to her feet. Laura kipped up and
flexed her biceps. she crouched down over Nicole and slapped her several times across the back of her head. Nicole
sprang to her feet and speared Laura to the mat, she stood up and elbow-dropped Laura across her abs. Nicole
dragged LAura by her hair towards the ropes and pressed her throat against the bottom rope.Nicole slammed her right
heel down on the small of Laura's back. Laura screamed and arched her back. Nicole pulled Laura to her feet and
shoved her head between her knees and powerbombed Laura against the turnbuckles.
Laura grunted as she crashed onto the mat, she clutched the small of her back. Nicole stood over her, and
flexed her biceps. she leaned down and dragged Laura to her feet. Laura slammed her left elbow into Nicole's abs
and broke free of Nicole's grasp, she positioned herself behind Nicole and leapt onto her massive foe's back and
wrapped her arms around Nicole's throat. Nicole thrashed and hopped around the ring bucking like a bronco, she
climbed up the turnbuckles in the southwest corner of the ring and leaped off backward to the outside of the ring.
Laura struck the barricade backfirst and screamed, Nicole rolled to her feet and repeatedly stomped on Laura's back. Nicole laughed and threw Laura over her shoulders in a humiliating torture rack. Ref Lita ordered Nicole back inside the ring and began a ten count.
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10 Lita called for the bell. She gripped Laura's wrist and raised it over her head, Nicole had finished climbing into the ring, she charged Lita and prodded her in the chest. "What the hell, I was back in the ring on time." Nicole shouted.
Lita ignored Nicole and helped Laura to her feet. In a rage, Nicole barreled full force into Lita and Laura sending them crashing to the mat. Nicole grabbed each of them by their throats and lifted them off their feet, she double choke-slammed them, to the mat and stormed out of the ring.
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Skip and Sunny vs Alundra Blayze and Diesel
Beachside ring area
Skip and Sunny walked down the broadwalk on their way to the ring, dressed in their Bodydonnas outfits, Sunny carried a towel
draped over her right shoulder, she stopped at the edge of the ropes and blew kisses to the gathered crowd. Skip sat on the middle
rope allowing Sunny to enter the ring with ease. Sunny walked around the ring and looked out at the crowd, she shook her head and
laughed. "I see a lot of people out here who don't look like they belong at a beach, but maybe it's because none of you are in perfect
shape like the Bodydonnas. Perhaps-
Alundra's thme music echoed throughout the beach, Alundra dressed in a floral print bikini and Diesel dressed in a pair of
black swim trunks walked down to the ring. Alundra climbed up to the top turnbuckle and leaped into the ring, Diesel stepped over the
top rope. Alundra approached sunny and got in her face threatening to clobber her silly before the match even began. Ref Torrie Wilson
stepped in between the two to calm the mood, she ordered them to their respective corners.
Torrie called for the bell. Alundra and Diesel high-fived, Alundra walked to the center of the ring and locked up in a collar
and elbow tie-up with Sunny. Sunny and Alundra take tuns forcing each other back until Sunny manages to force Alundra into the corner
where Skip stood. Sunny tosses Alundra into the corner, Skip pins alundra's arms to her sides, Sunny repeatedly slams her fists into
Alundra's six pack abs. Alundra grunts and flips backwards, reverse ddt'ing Skip onto the sandy ringside area below, she rolls back
into the ring and spears Sunny to the mat. Sunny and Alundra roll around on the mat trading punches, finally sunny catches Alundra in
the chin with a hard uppercut.
Alundra grunts and rolls away from Sunny rubbing her chin. Sunny rushes at Alundra and grabs a chunk of her hair, and
hairmares her out of the ring, Alundra grabs Sunny's shoulders in the process and both women tumble out onto the sand. Sunny gets to
her feet first, she scoops up a handful of sand, Alundra gets to her feet, Sunny tosses the sand into Alundra's eyes, temporarily
blinding her. Sunny places Alundra into a side headlock and squeezes her throat as tightly as possible. Alundra slams her fists into
Sunny's abs forcing her to release the hold. Alundra wipes her eyes clearing the sand away, Sunny charges while yelling at the top of
her lungs, Alundra crouches down and sweeps Sunny's legs out from beneath her knocking her onto her back.
Sunny rolls onto her stomach and crawls towards the ring apron, she reaches under the apron and pulls out a bottle of sunblock
lotion, she uncaps the lid as Alundra flips her onto her back and squirts a large glob of lotion into Alundra's face. Alundra screams
and staggers backwards as Skip rises to his feet, he wraps his arms around Alundra's waist from behind and squezes her tight. Diesel
drops off the apron and runs around the ringside area and rams Skip from behind, knocking both his partner and Skip to the sand.Sunny
climbs onto the ring apron and leaps off trying to catch Alundra and Diesel with a cross body block. with lotion still covering her
face, Alundra is knocked to the ground as Diesel steps out of harm's way.
Sunny rolls Alundra onto her stomach and smooshes her face into the sand. Alundra lifts her head up and spits out a mouthful
of sand, she elbows Sunny in the chin and rolls on top of Sunny, Alundra grabs a handful of sand and shoves it into Sunny's mouth.
Alundra drags Sunny to her feet and lifts her up into a vertical suplex hold, Alundra runs and rams Sunny's back against the steel
ringpost. Sunny screams and flails her arms and clutches her back. Alundra scoops Sunny in her arms and throws her back into the ring,
she slides into the ring and drags Sunny to her feet, Sunny grabs her towel and wraps it around Alundra's throat and digs her knee
into Alundra's back while forcing her to her knees. Sunny laughs as Alundra struggles to unwrap the towel from around her throat, her
arms droop to her side. Diesel rolls into the ring, he grabs a handful of Sunny's hair and lifts her overhead and jackknife powerbombs
her to the mat. Diesel returns to his corner and slaps the ring ropes urging Alundra to her feet.
Alundra staggers to her feet, she unwraps the towel from around her throat and staggers towards the corner, Skip climbs into
the ring and rushes at Alundra and delivers a dropkick to the back of her left knee, knocking her to one knee. Diesel leans in farther
shouting Alundra's name. Alundra once again rises to her feet, but is limping on her left leg. Skip is in the opposite corner urging
on Sunny who hasn't moved an inch since she was powerbombed. Alundra limps to her corner and tags in Diesel, Diesel storms the ring
and drags Sunny to her feet. Skip climbs to the top turnbuckle and delivers a dropkick to Diesel's chin. Alundra slaps the top
turnbuckle urging Diesel to his feet, Skip steps over Diesel and rushes at Alundra, he grabs Alundra by the chin and flips her into
the ring and onto her back. Skip places Alundra into a figure-4-leglock and smiles as she begins to scream at the top of her lungs.
At the same time Sunny and Diesel are rising to their feet, Diesel walks over to Skip and legdrops him across the chest,
forcing him to release the hold. As Diesel gets to his feet, Sunny drops to her knees behind him and lowblows him in the groin. Diesel drops to his knees as Alundra limps towards her corner. Diesel pushes himself to his feet and staggers to the corner, he tags Alundra's hand and climbs out of the ring to rest. Skip returns to his corner as Sunny tags out. Skip storms the ring as a reluctant Alundra climbs back into the ring. Skip charges at Alundra, he lifts her up for a vertical suplex and bodyslams her onto her back. Skip rolls Alundra onto her stomach, Sunny tosses him her towel. Skip straddles Alundra's back and hooks the towel around her throat while locking her into a camel clutch. Sunny sits down in front of Alundra and slaps her across the face. Alundra screams and tries to tap but Sunny binds her wrists together with duct tape, and then places another strip over her mouth to stifle her screams.
With Alundra unable to tap or scream out in submission, Ref Torrie is forced to call the match over, declaring Skip and Sunny the victors. Skip jumps up and raises his arms over his head, Sunny hugs and kisses him on the chest and cheeks. They roll out of the ring and head to the edge of the beach. Diesel rolls into the ring, upset with the outcome he throws Alundra over his shoulder and tosses her out of the ring, he climbs out and carries her towards the water's edge and throws her into the ocean. Soaked, Alundra manges to unbind herself and crawls back onto the shore. Diesel kneels down and presses her face into the wet sand before walking away.
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Aimee Cinzori vs Cynthia Bridges
Aimee, dressed in a blue bikini with the Superman logo printed across the left breast, cartwheeled out onto the entrance stage to a chorus of applause.She leaped over the top rope and landed beside ref Cory Everson. Aimee turned and folded her arms across her chest and glared at the entrance stage.
Cynthia walked out onto the entrance stage dressed in a black bikini, black leather gloves and black leather thigh high boots, she strutted down the ramp and rolled into the ring.She sneers and points at Aimee and mimes a three count. Aimee shrugs and approaches Cynthia. Cynthia laughs and slaps Aimee across the face.
Cory intervenes just as they're about to brawl and reminds them that this is a hardcore match, she orders the two to shake hands. Aimee and Cynthia shake hands and walk to their respective corners. Cory calls for the bell. Cynthia and Aimee lock up in the center of the ring, Cynthia sweeps her legs against Aimee's ankles and knocks her onto her back. Aimee grunts and rolls towards the edge of the ring, she climbs off the apron and crawls under the ring, she emerges a few seconds later wielding a sledgehammer.
Cynthia baseball slides towards the edge of the ring and slams her heels into Aimee's chin, she drops the sledgehammer and falls against the barricade. Cynthia climbed onto the top turnbucle and leaps off, she lands a vicious elbow onto Aimee's abs. Aimee grunts and staggers to her feet, Cynthia grabs the sledgehammer and swings it like a baseball bat, Aimee ducks and narrowly misses the strike, she grabs the sldgehammers handle and and knees Cynthia in her abs.
Aimee raises the sledgehammer over her head and brings it down onto Cynthia's chest. Cynthia crumples to the floor and cries in pain. Aimee brings the s.hammer down on Cynthia's right knee and grins, she drops the s.hammer and raises her fists over her head and then pops a double bicep pose. Cynthia limps to her feet, she crawls under the ring and pulls out a barbwire baseball bat, she crouches down and shouts at Aimee. As Aimee turns, Cynthia slams the b.wirebat across Aimee's forehead busting her forehead open. Aimee screams as blood seeps into her eyes temporarily blinding her. Cynthia throws the bat down and lifts Aimee into a vertical suplex, but her injured knee buckles beneath her leaving both women sprawled out on the floor.
Aimee sits up and rubs the blood from her eyes, she stands up and glares down at Cynthia. She drags Cynthia to her feet and pulls off her foe's boots. Aimee frolls Cynthia onto her stomach and grabs her injured leg and places it into an ankle lock submission. Cynthia screams and flails her arms. Unable to submit, Cynthia continues to struggle, as Aimee intensifies the pressure on the hold. Cynthia reaches under the ring and grabs an aerosol can of hairspray and sprays it into Aimee's eyes. Aimee releases the hold to wipe her eyes, with the distraction Cynthia crawls around the corner of the ring to rest her body.
Once Aimee cleared her eyes, she ran around the corner and stomped the back of Cynthia's injured knee. Cynthia grabs a electric cattle prod from under the ring and presses it against Aimee's crotch, Aimee jerks and convulses. Cynthia uses the prod as a cane and pushes herself to her feet, she presses the prod against Aimee's right templ and hold s it there for several seconds. Cory rolls out of the ring and goes to grab the prod from Cynthia, Cynthia sees Cory coming out of the corner of her eye and drops the prod, she rolls into the ring and leans against the northwest corner.
Cory leans over Aimee to check on her condition. In a daze, Aimee doesn't realize it's Cory and lashes out, she jams her thumbs into Cory's eyes and slams her forearms across the ref's throat. Cory staggers back against the ring and admonishes Aimee, she slaps Aimee across the face and warns her if she does that again she'll regret it. Aimee apologizes once she realizes her mistake. Cory rolls back into the ring. Aimee points at Cynthia and begins to re-enter the ring, as she's halfway through the ropes, Cynthia knees her in the chin and twists her up in the ropes trapping her like a fly in a cobweb. Cynthia rolls out of the ring and grabs a steel folding chair, she rolls back into the ring and begins pummeling Aimee with the chair. Cynthia continues to assault Aimee with the chair for several minutes, Cynthia drops the chair and frees Aimee from the ropes. Aimee is as limp as a noodle, Cynthia rolls her foe onto her back and lays down on top of her. Cory drops to her knees.
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Zap vs Michelle McCool
Michelle walked out onto the entrance ramp dressed in a shiny blue bikini, Layla followed close behind, they walked down the ramp and rolled into the ring, they approached referee Trish Stratus. Michelle raised the strap over her head, she handed the ten feet strap to Trish and gyrated her hips.
Raye 'Zap' Hollitt walked out onto the entrance ramp dressed in her gladiators outfit, she jogged down the ramp and rolled into the ring, she took her place beside the referee. Trish looped each end of the strap around their right wrists, she turned and called for the bell. Michelle grabbed the strap in her other hand and jerked Zap towards her, Michelle clothes-lined Zap across her chest, she straddled Zap's chest and wrapped the strap around Zap's throat, Michelle dragged Zap to her feet, she spun around her hoisted Zap onto her back, she dropped Zap face-first onto the mat. Layla clapped and walked around the ringside floor. Michelle dragged Zap towards the south set of ropes, she pressed Zap's throat against the bottom rope, Layla grabbed a chunk of Zap's hair and decked her across the chin.
Michelle dragged Zap to her feet, she set her up in the Faith-Breaker, she slammed Zap to the mat, Michelle dropped to her knees and straddled Zap's waist. Ref Trish dropped to her knees.
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Zap wailed and pounded her fists on the canvas, she gritted her teeth and arched her back. Michelle released Zap's leg, she dragged Zap to her feet and set her up for a second Faith-Breaker, Michelle slammed Zap to the mat, she set up Zap for a third Faith-Breaker, and landed that too. Michelle wrapped the strap around Zap's throat and choked her out. Zap's arms drooped at her side, her head lolled to one side. Michelle straddled Zap's waist. Trish dropped to her knees.
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Dallas vs Natalya Neidhart
Dallas ran out onto the entrance stage dressed in her AG outfit, she ran down to the ring area, two jousting columns sat up where the ring once sat. Dallas climbed up to the top of the second column. The crewman handed her the pugil stick and helmet. Dallas threw on her helmet and crouched low straddling the pugil stick across her chest.
Natalya strutted out onto the entrance stage dressed in a black leotard and leather boots. She ran down the ramp and climbed to the top of the first column, she secured her helmet, and twirled her pugil stick over her head. Dallas stood straight up and glared at Natalya, she licked her lips and tightened her grip on her pugil stick. Natalya smirked and crouched down.
The timekeeper Denise Austin stood at the base of the two columns, she motioned for the bell. “Thirty seconds on the clock.” Denise gestured at the two combatants.
Natalya and Dallas traded blows with their pugil stick, Natalya bashed Dallas across her abs, she brought the pugil down upon the back of Dallas's head. Dallas fell to her knees, Beth slammed the end of the pugil into Dallas's face, Dallas grunted she rolled back and tumbled off her platform, she landed face-down on the soft matted floor. Denise called for the bell, Natalya raised her pugil over her head, she leaped off her platform and rolled to her feet, she grabbed Dallas and dragged her to her feet.
Dallas shoved Natalya back, Natalya charged and kneed Dallas in her abs, Dallas doubled over in pain. Natalya placed Dallas in a side-headlock and ddted her onto the matted floor. Dallas's helmet came loose during the struggle and laid beside her, she grabbed it and swung it at Natalya's head. Natalya grunted as the helmet cracked her across her head. Dallas staggered to her feet, she sat Natalya up and placed her in a rear naked choke-hold. Natalya screamed and flailed her arms, Dallas tightened her grip.
Beth Phoenix ran out to the ring area, she grabbed Dallas's hair and pried her off Natalya, Beth tossed Dallas to the floor, she rolled Dallas onto her stomach and locked Dallas in the double arm chicken wing. Dallas screamed and tried to struggle free. Beth increased the pressure, Dallas's screams grew louder as her pain increased, she felt a pop in her back, by this time tears were streaming down her cheeks. Beth laughed as Natalya slapped Dallas across her face.
Beth dropped Dallas to the mat, she bent down over Dallas and licked the left half of her face. Beth and Natalya kicked Dallas and then returned to the backstage area.
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Jill Mills vs Rachel Mclish – Buried Alive Match
Jill stood in the center of the ring, dressed in a red sports bra and black spandex pants. She carried a microphone in her hand. “Tonight my lucky opponent is Rachel Mclish, and she's in for a world of hurt, because this is a Buried Alive match.” Jill gestured to the side of the entrance stage, a mound of dirt had been piled beside the platform, a hole six feet deep, three wide and ten feet long dug up in the center of the mound. “If Rachel can survive this match, I'll be her slave for a month, but if she loses she'll be my slave for a month.”
Rachel emerged from the backstage, dressed in a purple bikini, she jogged down the ramp and rolled into the ring, she clenched her fists and raised them in front of her face. Jill lunged and speared Rachel to the mat, she scooped Rachel up in her massive arms and draped her over one knee. Jill slammed her fists down on Rachel's abs. Rachel screamed and flailed her arms, Jill shoved Rachel to the mat. Rachel rolled to her feet, she jumped into the air and drop-kicked Jill in her chest, Jill staggered back and got her arms tangled up in the ropes. Rachel walked up to Jill and slapped her across the face. Jill gritted her teeth as she struggled to free herself.
Rachel ran towards the opposite set of ropes, she bounced off and charged at Jill, Jill managed to free her arms, she ducked down as Rachel neared and flipped Rachel to the outside of the ring. Jill climbed out onto the apron, Rachel staggered to her feet, Jill leaped off and clothes-lined Rachel across her throat. Jill leaned down and grabbed Rachel by the throat and dragged her foe to her feet, Jill scooped Rachel in her arms, she body-slammed Rachel through the announcer's table. She dragged Rachel to her feet, she tossed Rachel over her shoulder and walked around the ring, she walked up the ramp and approached the hole, Jill sighed as she dropped Rachel beside the hole.
Rachel grunted and sprang to her feet, she grabbed the shovel and raised it over her head to swing it at Jill, Jill was ready, she grabbed the shovel's handle and shoved Rachel into the hole. Jill jumped into the hole, she bashed Rachel across her forehead with the flat end of the shovel. Rachel grunted and collapsed into a crumpled heap. Jill laid the shovel beside the hole, she crouched down and repeatedly slammed her fists on Rachel's chest. Jill climbed out of the hole, she began shoveling dirt into the hole, she did this for several minutes until only Rachel's head and face were still exposed.
Jill held the shovel over her head, she planted it into the ground and pumped her fists in the air. “Somebody dig her out, she's got my bidding to do soon.” Jill bowed to the unhappy crowd and returned to the backstage area.
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Wendy Lindquist vs Crush and Fury
Wendy strutted out onto the entrance ramp dressed in a pink bikini, she cartwheeled down the ramp and rolled into the ring. She approached referee Zap who patted her down for foreign objects.
Crush and Fury walked out onto the ramp dressed in their gladiator outfits, they waved their pugil sticks over their heads and ran down the ramp. They rolled into the ring and slowly walked towards Wendy. “You're a fool fr not bringing a partner with you. This is a hardcore rules match after all. We're going to pummel you for being so stupid.” Crush bashed Wendy over her head with the pugil stick, Wendy collapsed to the mat in a heap.
Fury prodded Wendy's side with one end of her pugil stick, she rolled Wendy onto her back with one foot. The muscle-bound gladiator pressed the heel of her boot down on Wendy's abs. Crush crouched down by Wendy's head and slapped her across the face. Fury dropped her stick and grabbed Wendy's ankle, she flipped her over into a Boston Crab, Wendy screamed and arched her back, she pounded her fists on the canvas.
Crush cupped Wendy's chin with one hand. “This is what happens when you don't help Chyna win her match.” Crush slapped Wendy across her face and laughed, she grabbed the back of Wendy's head and slammed her face against the canvas. Ref Zap stepped in and shoved Crush to the mat. Crush sprang to her feet and slammed er fist into Zap's chin. Crush gestured to the backstage area.
Venom, Hellga, Phoenix, Jet, Steel, and Stealth stormed the ring, they circled around Wendy and Zap, they pummeled their helpless foes with their pugil sticks.
Dallas, Ice, Sky, Elektra, and Siren ran down into the ring. The ring exploded into total bedlam as both factions pounded away on each other. Dallas powerbombed Venom to the mat, Sky choke-slammed Hellga to the canvas. Ice, Siren and Elektra tackled Jet and Steel to the mat. Stealth landed a roundhouse kick to Dallas's jaw. Phoenix kneed Sky in her groin and body-slammed her to the mat. Ice elbowed Crush in her chin, Fury slammed her pugil stick across the back of Ice's shoulder, Ice grunted and fell to her knees. Steel landed two quick jabs to Elektra's chest and abs, a third punch to her chin, dropped Elektra like a ton of bricks. Siren suplexed Steel onto her shoulders, she kipped up and speared Fury to the mat.
The Security team of Nicole Bass, Heather Armbrust, Amanda Dunbar, Jitka Harazimova, and Tonya Knight stormed the ring, clobbering any who resisted their orders. Nicole choke-slammed Dallas and Ice to the mat. Heather powerbombed Sky to the outside of the ring, Amanda pile-drove Elektra onto her head. Jitka body-slammed Siren on top of Dallas and Ice. Tonya forced the Bad Gladiators into one corner and ordered them to leave through the fan entrance. Once order was restored, the security crew carried the fallen Good Gladiators to the backstage area.
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Gina Davis vs The Big Show
Gina stood in front of the wall mirror in the gym gripping a 100lb dumbbell in each hand. she grinned as she knocked out a set of alternating bicep curls, her biceps bulged and swelled with each rep. when she finished Gina placed the dumbbells back on the rack.Turning her back to the mirror, Gina gawked at her massive ripped physique, which her skimpy black bikini could barely contain. She tied her long blonde hair into a ponytail and flexed her arms in a double biceps pose, her entire body glistened with sweat. "With a body like a goddess, who would dare oppose me?"
There came a heavy pounding at the door, suddenly it burst open. Big Show swaggered into the gym. He approached Gina but halted when he got within an arm's length of her and examined her muscle packed frame. "Hey beautiful, Can I have a word with you." He asked, holding his left hand behind his back.
"Sure, I've got some free time, what's on your mind?" Gina plopped down onto the foam mat behind her and laid on her left side while propping on the mat, head rest against her head. She grabbed her towel off the floor and dabbed at her chiseled pecs.
Big Show gazed in awe of Gina's perfert physique. gathering his thoughts, he walked over to Gina and fell to his knees in front of her. "I have a problem, maybe it's something you can help me with?" The giant wrestler pulled his left hand from behind his back, in it he was holding a long length of thick rope.
When Gina saw the rope in his hand, she rolled to her feet. "What the hell are yuou planning"" Gina crouched down and clenched her fists. Big Show lunged and went to grab Gina. Expecting this, Gina jumped back and climbed into the ring. Big Show sighed and shook his head, as he rolled into the ring, Gina began to kick him repeatedly. Still on his knees, Big Show grabbed one of Gina's ankles with his right hand and swept her off her feet. Before she could react, Big Show was straddling her waist. Gina pressed her hands against Big Show's chest trand tried to shove him off, but his body wouldn't budge. Big Show bound Gina's wrist together using one end of the rope, he stood up and dragged Gina to her feet by her hair and wrapped the rope around the rest of Gina's sweat drenched muscular torso.
Gina: Let me go you oversized-
Big show gripped Gina by her throat, lifted her off her feet and choke-slammed her in the center of the ring.
Big Show: It's all clear, Boss.
Sable strutted into the gym and approached the ring, Stacy Keibler followed closely behind. "Hello, Gina, you must be upset with me, but this is for your own good. I need a powerful ally on my side and there's no better choice than you."
Gina: Then why tie me-
Big Show pressed his right hand over Gina's mouth as he plopped down onto her waist. "Better listen to the boss."
Sable climbed onto the ring apron and leaned against the top rope. "Join me so that I can keep control of this company. After all, I'm the reason you're the Empress of Wrestling champion. Tell you what- if you beat the Big Show then I'll leave you alone. Deal."
Gina squirmed her arms, she nodded as the Big Show removed his hand from over her mouth.
Sable smirked."Untie her, Big Show, and show her what you got. Stacy get in there and ref the match."
Stacy nodded and rolled into the ring, she gestured to the Big Show. Big Show pulled Gina to her feet and unwrapped the rope from around Gina's torso. Gina grabbed the rope and tossed it out of the ring, she crouched low and glared at Big Show.
Big show raised his hands in the air challenging Gina to a test of strength. Gina complied and locked hands with Big Show in the center of the ring. Gina's massive biceps swelled as she struggled to force her larger foe back.. Big Show laughed and tightly squeezed Gina's hands. She groaned as her knees buckled. Big Show's strength proved superior and her forced Gina to her knees. Gina shook her head refusing to admit defeat.
Stacy slipped a pair of brass knuckles onto her right hand, she walked up behind Gina and slammed her fist into the back of Gina's head. Gina slumped forward.Big Show caught gina in his arms and squeezed her in a tight bearhug.Gina's feet dangled a foot above the canvas. Gina moaned weakly as she was unable to fight back. Stacy grabbed Gina's right wrist and raised it over her head, she releaded it and it drooped to Gina's side.She did it a second time with the same result. And as Gina's arm drooped to her side the third time, Stacy declared Big Show the victor.
Big Show slung gina to the mat and raised his fists over his head.Sable climbed into the ring, she sat down on Gina's chest. "I hope we'll be the best of friends. I'll make you the most powerful competitor in the league." Sable rolled out of the ring, Big Show and Stacy followed quickly after her.
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Aki Nishimoto vs Dara Torres
Dara climbed out of the inground pool in her backyard drenched head to toe, she walked over to the lawn chair and grabbed the towel to dry herself off. Her pink bikini showcased every one of her thick rippling muscles, she dabbed at her her rock hard muscular chest, she froze when she heard the back gate creak open.
Into the backyard walked Aki Nishimoto, known overseas as as an Asian muscle goddess, dressed in a skimpy black bikini and a towel draped over her left shoulder.
Dara: What are you doing in my house, Aki?
Aki: This not your house, this the backyard, stupid. I was in neighborhood and heard you had pool, so I wanted go swimming. Is there problem?
Dara stomped her way over to Aki, she threw her towel down onto the grass.
Dara: No one uses my pool without my permission.
Aki: So you give permission, or I take.
Dara took a step back dumbfounded by Aki's comment "Is that a threat."
Aki smiled and nodded. "You not want me go swimming, blonde bimbo?"
Dara scoffed at the bimbo remark, as over the years she had proven herself anything but. She clenched her fists and was ready to strike Aki when a thought came to her. "If you really want to go swimming in my pool, then you're going to have to fight me. If you win I'll give you permission. Do we have a deal." She unclenched her right hand and offered it to Aki.
Without warning, Aki clutched the sides of Dara's head, she planted a firm kiss on Dara's lips, which to Dara seemed to last for hours. Aki drew back, she smiled and hopped up and down excitedly.
Dara wiped her lips with the back of her hand and glared at aki, she placed her hands on her hips. Did you just give me the Kiss of Death?"
Aki shook her head. "No death, I give you Kiss of Defeat, means I fight til win. Stop talking, we fight now so I go swimming." Aki crouched low and gestured to Dara, she raised her clenched fists in front of her face.
"Fine then, but when this is over you're still not getting in my pool." Dara mimicked Aki's stance. "Go."
It was Aki who made the first move, she sprang forward from her crouched position using the strength of her powerful legs and rammed her right shoulder against Dara's abs and sent her tumbling onto the grass.
Dara was back on her feet in a matter of seconds, she slammed her right fist in Aki's sixpack abs as she stood up. She connected with a left jab to Aki's chest, then landed a right hook to Aki's chin.
Aki stumbled backwards clutching her chin, she grabbed the lawn chair and slung it at Dara. Dara caught the chair with both hands, as she set it down she was greeted with a with an uppercut to the chin. Dara grunted as she fell to her knees, she leapt to her feet and began to throw a barrage of punches at Aki, aki ducked and dodged every blow that Dara threw at her without breaking stride.
Dara lowered her arms to her side. Aki lunged and karate chopped Dara across the throat. As Dara dropped to her knees, Aki slammed the bare heel of her right foot against Dara's chiseled chest. Dara's back slammed hard against the grass, she clawed her hands into the ground and pulled up two large clumps of grassy dirt. as she rose to her feet, Dara shhoved one of the clumps into Aki's face temporarily blinding her.
aki wiped at her face trying to clean out her eyes. she felt Dara's hand on her shoulder, acting on instinct Aki spun around and slammed her right elbow into Dara's stomach knocking the wind out of the blonde beauty. When she could see again, Aki wrenched Dara's left wrist, forcing Dara to drop the clump of dirt., Aki picked it up and shoved it into Dara's mouth. "You eat dirt, suits you." Aki laughed slyly and rammed her knee into Dara's chin.
Aki Spotted a garden hose laying in the grass, one end had a spray nozzle on it, the other end connected to the faucet to the wall at the back of the house., She picked it up and whipped Dara across her back as she got onto all fours. "You need bath, you dirty girl." Aki held down the handle of the spray nozzle, a thick stream of water erupted from the nozzle, leaving Dara drenched once more. Aki held down on the handle for several minutes, the backyard had became a soaaked muddy mess. When Dara got to her feet, she yelled about how her yard was ruined and rushed at Aki.
Before Dara could reach her, Aki twirled the hose like a lasso, the metal spray nozzle struck Dara hard across her forehead. Dara fell to her kees and cloutched her head. Aki disconnected the hose from the faucet, she had forgotten to turn of the water and got sprayed in the face and chest. Once she turned off the water, aki untied her ponytail and let her hair cascade down onto her shoulders.
aki dragged the hose over to Dara, she slammed her hell down onto Dara's back, forcing Dara face down into the muddy grass. aki straddled Dara's vback and began to wrap the hose around her throat. Dara tried to gasp for air but found nonem she could feel the hose tightening around her throat.
Aki leaned down, she was breathing in Dara's ear. "you give permission now?" She frowned when Dara weakly forced out a no. "Give permission, last chance."
Still Dara refused, she pressed her palms into the muddy ground, using the strength of her muscular arms she ushed herself up onto her knees, forcing Aki off of her back, Aki rolled away and landed face up on her back. Dara staggered to her feet, she unwrapped the hose from around her throat . When she saw Aki on her back laughing, Dara ran over and began to stomp her abs.
Aki's screams grew louder each time Dara's foot struck her abs. the next time Dara's foot descended, Aki rolled out of the way and leapt to her feet.She crouched low and flipped Dara the bird. with both hands. Dara yelled and ran at Aki. When Dara got in range Aki lunged and slammed her bare heel into Dara's chin. Dara fell to the ground like a sack of potatoes. Aki folded her arms across her chest and waited for Dara to get up. After several minutes passed, Aki grew worried, Dara still laid spread-eagled on her back. Aki walked over to Dara and knelt down beside her, she clutched Dara's wrist and breathed a sigh of relief when she felt a pulse. Aki moved Dara to a seated position. "May I swim now?" She grabbed the back of Dara's head and tilted it down and back. "I can, thank you, you not blonde bimbo after all." Aki kissed Dara on her muddied cheek and let her drop onto her back. Aki ran to the edge of the pool and dived in.
The next day, Dara sat in her lawn chair sunning herself, dara's eyes widened when she heard the back gate creak open and watched as Aki walked into the backyard.
Aki: May I use pool again today?
Dara nodded weakly, Aki pumped her fists, she tore off her bikini and dove into the pool completely naked, she poked her head out of the water and gestured for Dara to join her. Dara shrugged, she gotstood up and walked over to the pool's edge ready to jump in when she she Aki wag her finger.
Aki: No clothes, we skinny dip.
Dara grinned she stripped off her bikini and cannonballed into the pool. then they played naked Marco Polo.
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Kiana Tom/Bev Francis vs Barbora Mrazkova/Zdenka Razymova
Kiana and Bev, dressed in matching purple bikinis, black elbow length gloves and black knee-high boots, strutted down the entrance ramp, the tag team titles strapped around their thick muscular waists. they climbed into the ring and stood with their backs pressing together, they both popped a most muscular pose, every muscle on their arms and upperbody bulged and veined up. Ref Jitka Harazimova patted them down for foreign objects.
Barbora and Zdenka, dressed in matching green bikinis, ran down the entrance ramp. They slid into the ring and rolled to their feet. They glared at their opponents and began talking to each other in hushed tones.
Jitka collected the titles from the champions, held them over head then handed them off to the timekeeper/ She asked who was going to start the match. At the same time Zdenka and Kiana climbed out and stood on the ring apron in their respective corners. In the center of the ring, Barbora stood toe to toe with Bev. Bev grinned and flexed her cannonball sized biceps at her side. Trying not to appear impressed, Barbora countered with a side chest pose and her muscular pecs began to swell. Bev smirked, she nodded her approval, then without a word she lunged and barreled into Barbora full force knocking the Czech beauty onto her back. As Barbora sat up, Bev grabbed a chunk of her hair and jerked Barbora to her feet.Barbora screamed as she felt some of her hair being ripped from her scalp.
Bev wadded up Barbora's loose hair and held it out to her. "Come and get it, runt." Bev said, laughing coyly. Barbora cautiously stepped towards Bev and reached for her hair. When Barbora got close enough, Bev lunged and stuffed Barbora's hair into her mouth., she laughed as she shoved Barbora's head between her knees. As she lifted her foe onto her thick muscular shoulders for a powerbomb, Barbora reserved momentum and turned it into a hurricanrana and flipped Barbora onto her back. Barbora hooked bev's legs, Jitka dropped to her knees.
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... before Jitka's hand could slap the mat a second time time, Bev kicked out. As Bev rose to her feet, Barbora pulled her loose hair out of her mouth and threw it into the crowd, where a male fan eagerly picked it up and shoved it into his pocket for a souvenir.
Barbora locked hands with Bev in the center of the ring, their hard massive biceps began to bulge and swell, Bev began forcing Barbora back towards the southwest corner of the ring where Kiana awaited. Barbora felt the turnbuckles pressing against her back, kiana clobbered the trapped Barbora across her shoulder blades. Kiana grabbed Barbora's arms and hooked them oaround the top rope, leaving her to Bev's mercy.Bev began pummeling barbora's abs while Kiana held onto her arms.
Rushing to her partner's aid, Zdenka leapt off the apron and ran around the ring. When Kiana saw Zdenka running towards her, Kiana jumped off the apron and ran around the opposite side of the ring. She rounded the northwest corner and dropped to a crouching position. As Zdenka rounded the same corner, Kiana sprang up and spaered Zdenka to the ringside floor.
Back in the ring, Bev stood in the opposite corner from Barbora, she crouched down and sprinted towards Barbora. When Bev got close enough, Barbora unhooked her arms and leapt up onto the top turnbuckle. Bev screamed as her right shoulder collided with the steel ring post, she rolled onto her back clutching her aching shoulder. Bev staggered to her feet, she turned to face the corner, Barbora leapt off and connected with a dropkick to Bev's muscular chest. Barbora laid over Bev, Jitka dropped to her knees.
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...Kiana grabbed Barbora's ankles and pulled her off Bev. As Barbora got to her feet, Kiana slapped her hard across the face. Jitka got the between them and ordered Kiana to her corner. Kiana obliged. Barbora glared at Kiana, unaware that Bev was back on her feet. Bev wrapped her arms around Barbora's waist and slammed her to the mat with a vicious suplex. Both ladies laid on the mat, Barbora clutching her head, Bev clutching her right shoulder.
Zdenka leaned over the top rope and shouted for Barbora to get up. . She held out her left hand and slapped the top turnbuckle with her right hand. Barbora got to her feet first, she staggered to the corner where Zdenka waited as Bev was getting to her feet. Barbora slapped Zdenka's palm as Bev made her way towards kiana. Zdenka leapt into the ring to stop Bev, but she had already made the tag as well. Kiana charged into the ring and clothes-lined Zdenka. Before Zdenka could fight back, Kaiana was straddling her waist, she grabbed Zdenka's hair and slammed the back of her head against the mat several times. Zdenka caught Kiana in the chin with a hard right jab.
Kiana drew back, and rubbed her chin. while she glared at Zdenka, who was back on her feet. Kiana slinked towards her foe, Zdenka crouched low and beckoned to Kiana. Kiana ran at Zdenka, Zdenka lunged and tackled Kiana to the mat. Zdenka wrapped her legs around Kiana's right arm capturing her in an armbar. Kiana screamed as she found herself unable to outmuscle her way out of the hold, she felt Zdenka tighten her grip. Bev charged into the ring, she slammed the heel of her foot down on Zdenka's throat. Zdenka released Kiana's arm, she gasped for air but found none. Jitka ordered Bev to her corner, when Bev refused, Jitka shoved Bev onto her rear.
Kiana grabbed Zdenka's hair and lifted her into a seated position. She plopped down behind Zdenka and placed her in a rear naked choke hold.Struggling to free herself, Zdenka flailed her arms and legs, but couldn't escape Kiana's vice-like grip.
Barbora begin to step into the ring, Jitka saw her and stepped in front of her path, Barbora began to argue with the ref. With the ref distracted, Bev climbed into the ring, she knelt down in front of Zdenka and and pummeled her with several fast and hard punches to her abs. Barbora gave up argueing with Jitka and returned to her corner. As Jitka turned her back to Barbora, Bev ran back to her corner. Barbora climbed to the top turnbuckle and leapt off, just barely connecting with a dropkick to the back of Kiana's head.Ignoring the ref, Barbora pumped her fists as she stood up. the crowd began cheering zdenka and her on. Before Jitka coud admonish her, Barbora returned to her corner.
Zdenka and Kiana laid spread-eagled on the mat, when neither one of them stirred Jitka began a ten count.
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Barbora slapped the top rope and shouted for Zdenka to get up.
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Bev stamped her feet and screamed at Kiana, the crowd chanted Zdenka's name.
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Barbora leaned over the rope and held out her hand for Zdenka.
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Zdenka's eyes fluttered open, she groaned and rolled onto her stomach. Kiana twitched her right arm, she clutched the back of her head as Zdenka crawled on her belly towards Barbora.
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Bev chewed on her lower lip in frustration.
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Zdenka inched closer and closer to Barbora, she weakly raised her right hand and slapped Barbora's open palm.As Barbora stepped into the ringzdenka rolled onto the apron and laid on her back. Kiana staggered to her feet, barbora grabbed her from behind and slammed her to the mat with a Russian leg sweep. Barbora rolled on top of Kiana, Jitka dropped to her knees.
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... Bev ran into the ring and slammed the heel of her foot down on Barbora's shoulder blades.Barbora screamed and rolled onto her back, Jitka grabbed Bev and shoved her away. As Bev argued with Jitka, Barbora got to her feet. She shoved Jitka aside and speared Bev to the mat. Barbora mounted Bev's waist and began punching her in the chin. Jitka yanked Barbora off Bev and yeled at her to focus on her legal foe.
Barbora sighed, as she bent down over Kiana, Kiana raked her finger over Barbora's eyes. Barbora screamed and pressed her palms over her face. Kiana ran to her corner and tagged in Bev. Bev leapt into the ring, she marched up behind Barbora and locked her in a rear bearhug also pinning her arms to her side for extra insult. barbora screamed, she could feel Bev's rock hard python like biceps tightening around her, she slipped her left arm free and elbowed Bev in the chin, forcing Bev to release her grip. Barbora dropped onto all fours to catch her breath. Rising to her feet, Barbora dragged Bev to her feet by her right wrist and whipped her towards the north set of ropes, bev bounced off and charged at Barbora. Barbora leapt into the air and knocked Bev to her feet with a flying clothes-line. Barbora rolled Bev onto her stomach. she stood over Bev and hooked Bev's arms beneath her armpits and then lifted off her stomach in a double standing crossface chicken-wing. Bev screamed as she struggled to escape the hold, but her shoulder was hurting like hell. Barbora raised Bev even higher. Jitka knelt down in front of Bev and asked if she wanted to submit. Bev screamed and shook her head.
Fearing her partner might submit, Kiana ran into the ring and kicked Barbora in the back of her left knee, forcing Barbora to release Bev. Bev laid on her side clutching her right shoulder, when Barbora saw her doing this, she smiled and sat Bev up and wrenched her arm behind her back, Barbora then began to kick her shoulder several times.
Kiana ran into the ring, but Zdenka was ready for her, she tackled her to the mat. Zdenka scooped kiana in her arms and body-slammed her to the ringside floor, she leapt over the top rope and landed a hard elbow to Kiana's stomach. Barbora threw Bev over her shoulder and carried her oto the the corner she suspended Bev upside down from the top turnbuckle. Barbora grabbed the rope for leverage and pressed her heel against Bev's throat.
Jitka yelled at Barbora to break the choke, she began to count when Barbora refused.
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. Barbora pulled her foot from off Bev's throat, she grabbed Bev's wrists and slung her halfway across the ring, Bev screamed as she bandged her right shoulder against the mat. Barbora rolled Bev onto her stomach., she grabbed her wrists and crossed Bev's arms under her chin. Barbora pulled back hard on Bev's arms., Bev let out a blood curdling scream as pain exploded in her right shoulder. jitka crouched and once more asked if Bev wished to submit. kiana tried to help Bev, but Zdenka whipped her into the side of the steel ringsteps.
Trying to fight through the pain and tears, Bev howled her submission.. Jitka called for the bell as Zdenka climbed into the ring. Barbora released Bev and stood up, she embraced Zdenka in the center of the ring, Jitka retrieved the title belts and handed them to the new champions. They held their titles over head as confetti rained down upon them. The arena erupted with applause as Barbora and Zdenka took their bows.
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Cameo Kneuer vs Dale Tomita
Cameo emerged from the backstage area dressed in a pink bikini and barefoot, she stopped at the foot of the ramp and patted the ladder, she climbed into the ring and pointed to the Fitness Divas Title belt hanging from a hook ten feet above the ring.She swore the no one would ever the title from her her. Ref Deborah Khazei stood beside her.
The arena lights dimmed, Dale walked out onto the entrance stage stage, dressed in a black backless leotard over a a pair of black spandex shorts, she climbed onto the ring apron and glared at Cameo. Cameo smirked back at her, she flexed her veiny baseball biceps. Shocked by the size of Cameo's biceps, Dale took a step back and almost fell off the the apron, she climbed into the ring and approached Cameo.
Cameo pressed her chiseled chest against Dale's, she told her she was in for a world of hurt. Dale told Cameo she would get what's coming to her. Deborah stepped in between them and told them to save it for the match, she called for the bell and rolled out of the ring to safety.
Cameo stepped back, she walked in circles around Dale, sizing her up. Her muscles were as massive and ripped as Cameo's. Dale never took her eyes off her foe. Cameo positioned herself behind Dale and lunged, Dale spun around and caught Cameo across the side of the head with a spinning heel kick. Cameo fell onto her back, before she could sit up, Dale was upon her, straddling cameo's waist, hands around her throat.
Cameo tried to gasp for air but found none. In desperation, she raked her finger's over Dale's eyes, forcing her to draw back. Dale rubbed her face, Cameo rose to her feet and kneed Dale's hard washboard abs. Cameo placed Dale in a side headlock and went to ddt her, Dale reversed it into a suplex. Cameo slammed down hard on the back of her neck, she laid sprawled out on her back.
Dale rolled out of the ring, she grabbed the ladder and slid it into the ring, she climbed back in and set the ladder up in the center of the ring, She had mounted the first rung when Cameo began to stir. She quickly scaled the ladder and went to grab for the belt.
Cameo staggered to her feet, she grabbed Dale's ankles and with a hard tug, pulled her down off the ladder. Dale's chin struck each rung as she slid down the ladder. Cameo folded the ladder, she raised it over her head and slammed the top end down on Dale's back. Dale screamed and rolled towards the edge of the ring, she stood up on the ring apron and glared at Cameo. Wielding the ladder like a battering ram, Cameo charged at Dale. Dale leapt onto the top rope and flung herself at Cameo, clothes-ling her foe to the mat.
Dale rolled to her feet, she laid the ladder across Cameo's abs and pressed down ofn the ladder. Cameo screamed and flailed her arms and legs. Dale leaned the ladder in the northwest corner of the ring, she pulled Cameo to her feet and whipped her face-first against the ladder. Cameo grunted as she fell onto her back. Dale grabbed Cameo's ankles, Cameo drew back her knees and shoved Dale back-first against the ladder.
Cameo rolled to her feet, she righted the ladder in the center of the ring, she began to climb up as Dale got to her feet. As Cameo reached for the belt, Dale tipped over the ladder, Cameo tumbled to the ringside floor. Dale righted the ladder, she climbed up and reached for the belt.
Cameo staggered toi her feet, she rolled into the ring and climbed up the other side of the ladder, she slammed her fist into Dale's chest. dale slapped Cameo across the face. Cameo gripped Dale by the throat and began to choke her. Dale grabbed a handful of Cameo's hair and slammed her forehead against the top of the ladder/ Cameo slumped against the ladder, Dale gave her a hard nudge andslid slid down to the mat. Dale grabbed the belt and yanked it off the hook. She slid off the ladder and dropped to one knee. Ref Deborah rolled into the ring and raised Dale's arm in victory.
Dale stood up, she strapped the belt around her waist. Cameo staggered to her feet in a daze, when she saw Dale wearing the title belt she flew into a rage. As Dale stepped out onto the ring apron Cameo pounced on her back and bulldogged her to the ringside floor. Cameo dragged Dale to her feet and leaned her back against the edge of the ring apron, she slapped Dale hard across the face and chest.
Ref Deborah approachedf Cameo and ordered her to back away, Cameo kneed Deborah's abs, she shoved her head between her knees and piledrove Deborah to the floor.
Dale staggered to her feet, she lunged and kicked Cameo in her abs, and connected with a brutal stone cold stunner on Cameo. Dale helped Deborah to her feet and led her towards the backstage area.
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Stephanie Mcmahon vs Sable
Stephanie walked out of her dressing room dressed in a skimpy rainbow colored bikini.and barefoot, Alundra Blayze, Sunny and Lita followed close behind acting as her bodyguards. She never looked ore amazing with her chiseled pecs; veiny and rockhard baseball biceps; shrinkwrapped sixpack abs; and treetrunk thick legs and diamond etched calves. Months had passed since she lost ownership of the UFWL to her longtime Sable; and now was her chance to win it back. As she rounded the hallway corner she was greeted by the Bad Gladiators.
Crush, Fury, Hellga, Venom, and Steel stood side by side along the width of the hallway leading to the entrance curtain forming a barrier that they swore not to let Stephanie cross. Crush stood in the center of the human barrier her arms folded across her chest. "Sorry Steph, but Sable's orders are to make sure you can't get to the ring. So you might as well forget the match and return to your dressing room.If you refuse, we'll have to use force." Crush said smiling smugly.
"No chance in hell, I'll fight Sable and win back my company.So don't get in my way." Stephanie said, raising her clenched fiss up to chest level.
Alundra stepped in front of Stephanie, Lita and Sunny moved to either side side of her.She looked back over her shoulder at Stephanie. "We'll take care of them, you just worry about making your match." Alundra said and approached Crush. Stephanie nodded.
Crush smirked, she dropped her arms to her side. "The once great Alundra Blayzem what makes you think you can match strength with me. It'll be fun showing you how weak-"
Alundra slammed her right fist into Crush's abs. "Shut up and fight." She shouted. Hellga and Fury lunged at Alundra. Lita and Sunny entered the fray. Within seconds the hallway echoed with the din of battle.
Steph saw her chancem she slipped past the brawl. Steel went to grab her, but Steph was ready, she slammed her right elbow into Steel's chin and kept on running. Steel stumbled back against the wall and slid to her knees. When Steph reached the curtains she halted, she looked back to see her bodyguards still engaged in combat. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath and wished her comrades luck. Steph stepped through the curtains, as she stepped out onto the entrance stage the crowd greeted her with a standing ovation.
In the center of the ring stood Sable, the woman who had cheated her out of her compoany. Sable was dressed in a black sports bra and black boxing shorts split up the sides. Ref Terri Gold stood beside Sable dressed in a black and white striped bikini. Reserve ref Gina stood on the out of the ring near the announcer's table dressed in a black and white striped tanktop and black leather thong. Stacy Keibler, Ivory and Victoria stood along the south side of the ringside floor dressed in matching grey bikinis.
Steph gulped, her arms and back broke out in goosebumps. With her bodyguards preoccupied, she was truly on her own and possibly greatly outnumbered. Her only hope was that Terri would call the match fairly. Stacy, Ivory and Victoria she would deal with when the time came. Steph pounded her fists against her chest to psyche herself up, like she was channeling the power of the Ultimate Warrior. She walked slowly down the entrance ramp high-fiving and slapping hands with fans along the way.
At the bootm of the ramp a young woman wearing a "Stephanie Mcmahon Rules" t-shirtheld out a marker and photograph for Steph to sign. Steph autographed the photo and handed it back to the young woman and hugged her, the young woman snapped a selfie with her idol. Steph approached the ring and climbed up the steel steps. She stepped through the ropes and glared at Sable.
Sable locked eyes with Steph from across the ring, she shot the former C.E.O a look that said 'don't mess with me' all the while smirking. Sable broke eye contact and asked for a microphone. "Well Stephy, it looks like you've been working out. As you can see so have I" Sable flexed in a most muscular pose, much to Steph's horror, Sable's muscles were as massive and ripped as hers. "You didn't think I'd go into this match unprepared, did you. If so, then your dumber than I thought. I'm going to win for the men who come to see me and the women who want to be me." Sable tossed the microphone to Terri.
Terri motioned for both women to join her in the center of the ring and went over the rules. "Best 2 out of 3 Falls, May the best woman win." Terri said and called for the bell. Sable offered her hand, Steph looked at it then glanced around at the crowd. She considered it for a moment then shook Sable's hand. As Steph went to pull her hand away, Sable squeezed it tight and slapped Steph's face. Sable tightened her grip and forced the former C.E.O to her knees. Steph slammed her left fist into Sable's abs. Sable released her grip and drew back. Steph stood up and kneed Sable in her ripped washboard abs., Sable doubled over clutching her midsection. Steph ddt'ed Sable to the mat, rolled her onto her back and laid over her. Terri dropped to her knees.
1... Sable lifted her shoulder off the mat, Steph rolled out of the ring, she picked up a stop sign and threw it into the ring. Sable stood up, grabbed the stop sign and slammed it over steph's head as she went to climb back in through the ropes. Steph fell off the ring apron and plopped down onto her back, clutching her head.
Stacy, Ivory and Victoria laughed at the fallen Steph. Sable climbed out of the ring, she grabbed a yardstick and smashed it across Steph's back as she rose onto all fours. Steph cried out and dropped onto her stomach. Sable picked up a bugee cord, straddled Steph's back and wrapped the cord around Steph's neck and dragged her to her knees. Sable grinned as she pressed her left knee into the small of Steph's back. Steph clawed at the cord, she gasped for air but found none. Steph pushed herself to her feet, using the strength of her thickly muscled legs, she elbowed Sable in the abs, grabbed her hair and tossed Sable over her shoulder and hard onto her back.
Steph grabbed a fire extinguisher, Sable staggered to her feet, Steph pressed down on the nozzle and sprayed Sable in the face and chest, coating her with thick foam. Sable wiped at her eyes, Steph bashed her over the head and and threw the fire extinguisher to the floor. Steph grasbbed a tennis racquet and dragged Sable to her feet and leaned her back against the security barricade. Sable kicked Steph in the groin, snatched the racquet out of Steph's hand and slammmed it over her head, the wire mesh broke and the racquet hung around Steph's neck.
sable scooped Steph in her arms, she slammed her back down aginst the rim of the barricade and held her there pressing down on her throat and knees. A man seated in the front row stroked Steph's hair, while another squeezed one of Steph's firm perky breasts. Sable smiled at the man groping Steph. "Why don't you give her a kiss, it might be your only chance." The man grinned and pressed his lips against Steph's lip, and rammed his tongue into her mouth, he drew back and gave Sable a thumbs up.
Steph drew back her knees, she slammed her feet into Sable's abs and shoved her to the floor. Steph rolled into the stands, the man who groped her helped her to her feet. When Steph saw who it was, she slapped him across the face. "A real gentleman doesn't do that to a lady. That won't happen again, So I hope it was worth it."
"Yeah it was, my frien got it on tape." He said with a grin.
Steph yelled insults at the man. Sable reached over the barricade and grabbed Steph by her hair, she spun Steph around and slammed her throat against the rim of the barricade. Sable draped Steph over the barricade, she slammed the back of her right leg down across Steph's neck. Steph fell to the ringside floor. Sable dragged Steph to her feet, and Irish whipped her facefirst against the northwest steel ringpost, Steph fell to the floor with a thud and laid spread-eagled on her back.
Sable dragged a dazed Steph to her feet, and whipped her into the ring, she rolled Steph onto her back and plopped down onto Steph's beefy chest, Terri dropped to her knees.
1...2...Steph lifted her right foot and placed it on the bottom rope.Terri saw this and stopped the count. Sable stood up and yelled at Terri, she held up three fingers in her face. Terri told Sable it was a two count and get out of her face. As Sable continued to argue with Terri, Steph rolled out of the ring to catch her breath. Steph grabbed a steel folding chair, slid into the ring, and crept up behind Sable. She slammed the chair across Sable's ripped muscular back. Sable fell onto her stomach clutching her back, she gestured to Stacy.
Stacy nodded, she winked at Ivory and Victoria. All three ladies stormed the ring and surrounded Steph. Steph swung the chair in a circular arc to keep Sable's posse at bay. Victoria lunged, Steph smacked her over the head with the chair. she pivoted and bashed Ivory across the midsection. Steph spun and tossed the chair to Stacy. Stacy caught it with both hands, Steph dropkicked the chair into Stacy's face. With all three interlopers dealt with, Steph turned her attention back to Sable. Sable lunged and kneed Steph in the abs, she shoved Steph's head between her knees and Sable-bombed Steph to the mat. She laid on top of Steph, Terri dropped to her knees.
1...2...3. Sable stood over Steph and grinded her hips. She flexed her arms. her biceps swelled to the size of softballs. Terri ordered Sable to her corner, she knelt down to check on Steph. Steph's eyes fluttered open, she fought back tears when Terri told her she lost the first fall.
Sable-1 Steph-0
Second Fall- Submission Match
Steph sat cross-legged in the northeast corner of the ring, thankful for the five minute rest period between each fall. But time was almost up, and she could still feel her muscles aching from the last fall, she hoped Sable was feeling the same way. Ref Terri moved to the center of the ring and gestured to both ladies. Steph groaned and pulled herself to her feet using the ropes, she vowed to herself and her fans that she wouldn't fail.
Sable stood in the center of the ring, Steph stood nose to nose with her. "Hey Stephy, wy don't you just give up now, it will save us both a lot of time. If you quit now, I'll hire you on as my maid. Though I do love hearing you scream in pain." Sable smiled smugly.
"Not in this lifetime, I'm going to wipe the floor with your ass this time." Steph gritted her teeth. Sable smirked and slapped Steph across the face. Steph shoved Sable onto her rear. Ref Terri shrugged and called for the bell. Sable raised her hands over her head, challenging Steph to a test of strength. Steph locked hands with Sable, each trying to force the other to their knees. Steph's biceps bulged and veined up as she began pushing Sable down to one knne. Sable pushed back, her biceps bulged and she forced Steph to both knees. Steph's bicpeps began to ache. To her horror, she felt her body bending backwards her thick meaty back almost touching the mat.
Sable stood over Steph, she grinned triumphantly when Steph's shoulders touched the mat. Steph tried to reposition her knees, but Sable's strength was too great. Sable wrapped her thick legs around Steph's waist. Steph screamed as Sable's grip tightened. Unable to free herself, Steph feared she would have to submit. A wave of adrenaline washed over her, Steph's heart raced, she freed her legs from beneath her and rolled onto her side, Steph slammed her fists into Sable's chin and shoved her onto her back.
Steph stood up, she grabbed Sable's ankles and rolled her up into the sharpshooter in the center of the ring. Sable flailed her arms and struggled to grasp for the ropes which were beyond her reach. Steph arched her back, Sable screamed.
Outside the ring, Stacy chewed on her nails. If Sable loses what will happen to me, she thought.. She had never been on the best of terms with Steph. The idea of losing her cushy job made her cringe.Stacy tapped Ivory on the back. "Distract the ref, I'm going to help the boss."
Ivory nodded and climbed onto the ring apron, she shouted at Terri. Terri cocked her head in Ivory's direction, she walked over and ordered Ivory off the apron. Ivory tried to climb into the ring.
Stacy grabbed a metal bucket filled with white powder and climbed into the ring, she emptied the powder onto Steph's head and slammed the bucket down on Steph's forehead. Steph slumped forward, Stacy rolled out of the ring and dropped the bucket on the floor.
Ivory climbed down from the ring apron. Terri turned her attention back to the match, wondered why Steph was covered in white powder, she shrugged her shoulders. Sable stood up, pulled Steph to her feet and threw Steph across the back of her shoulders for the Torture Rack. Steph screamed as Sable pulled down on her chin and knees. Sable grinned and strutted around the ring, when Sabkle got too close, Steph grabbed the top rope. Terri called rope break and ordered Sable to release her.
Sable smirked, she slammed Steph onto her back, she tood over her and gyrated her hips. Steph slammed her foot into Sable's groin. Sable fell onto her back. Steph staggered to her feet, she placed Sable in the figure-4-leglock and arched her hips.. Sable screamed and pounded her fists against the mat. Unable to escape, Sable tapped out. Steph released the hold, she rolled to her feet and flexed her arms.
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Third Fall- Hell in the Cell
Steph sat with her back leaning against the turnbuckles as the cell was lowered over the ring area. Every muscle in her body throbbed, one more fall to go, she had to play it safe or Sable would emerge the victor.Terri motioned both ladies to the center of the ring, she called for the bell.
Sable lunged and speared Steph to the mat., she rolled out of the ring grabbed a nightstick, and slid back into the ring. Steph got to her knees, Sable bashed Steph across the abs. Steph dropped down onto all fours. Sable bashed Steph across the ass and threw the nightstick to the mat and gestured to Stacy outside the cell. Stacy nodded, she grabbed an electric cattle prod and slid it through the cell bars. Sable rolled out of the ring, she grabbed the cattle prod from Stacy.
Steph staggered to her feet, when she saw Sable running at her wielding a cattle prod she dropped down onto her belly. Terri wasn't so lucky, Sable caught her in the chest with the electrified tip, Terri jolted as a small amount of electricity coursed through her body, she fainted dead to the world. Sable scoffed, she sighed and spun around to face Steph. Steph dropkicked her in the abs. As Sable fell to the mat, the cattle prod rolled off the ring apron.
Reserve ref Gina rolled into the ring, she tossed the unconscious Terri out of the ring and turned her attention to the match. Steph grabbed sable's ankles, she rolled onto her back and catapaulted Sable over the top rope. Sable slammed facefirst against the cell wall. Steph rolled out of the ring, she dragged Sable to her feet scooped her up and rammed her back against the cell wall. Victoria poked her arms through the bars and grabbed Steph by her hair, and pulled Steph up close against the cell wall. Ivory grabbed Steph's wrists and pulled them through the bars. Stacy grabbed a pair of handcuffs and clamped them around Steph's wrists.
Sable staggered to her feet, she smiled when she saw Steph handcuffed, she grabbed a bar of soap and shoved it into Steph's mouth. Steph spat it out, the bar of soap struck Ivory in the chin.Victoria grabbed Steph's hands and bent them back. Sable slammed a pool cue across Steph's back, snapping it in half.
Steph gritted her teeth, she flexed her arms, her forearms swelled as big as Popeye's, the handcuffs shattered under the strain. Steph drew back from the cell wall, she spun towards Sable and lunged, tackling Sable to the floor. Steph stood up and began to stomp Sable's abs several times.
Stacy grabbed a pair of boltcutters, she cut the lock off the cell door, as she entered the cell, Gina greeted her with a big boot to the face. Victoria rushed into the cell and leapt at Gina, Gina caught Victoria in her arms and gorilla press-slammed her tio the floor. Ivory stoo just outside the cell door. "I thought you were on our side." Ivory shouted.
Gina smirked. "The only side I'm on is my own. You better take your friends because they're barred from ringside."
Ivory considered it for a moment, then she turned and bolted from the ring area.Gina sghrugged and dragged Victoria and Stacy out of the cell.
Steph and Sable battled their way out of the cell, Steph climbed to the top of the cell, Sable nipping at her heels. Steph reached the top first, she grabbed Sable's hair as Sable pulled herself onto the cell roof. She shoved Sable's head between her knees and power-bombed her onto the unforgiving steel roof. Sable screamed and clutched her back. Steph dragged her towards the south edge of the roof by her hair. She jerked Sable to her feet, Steph set Sable up for a pedigree and leapt off the roof and down onto the announcer's table, breaking it in half.
Steph staggered to her feet, she dragged Sabkle from amongst the table wreckage and pulled her to her feet. Steph draped Sable over her right shoulder and climbed back up the cell wall. Steph tossed Sable onto the roof and pulled herself up. She pulled a dazed Sable to her feet. Steph caught Sable in the abs and chest with a barrage of punches. Sable stumbled back towards the center of the roof. Steph shoved Sable's head between her knees and set her up for the piledriver, but Steph had forgotten about the trap door atop the cell cell as she drobve Sable's head down, both ladies plummeted to the mat 20ft below. They both laid spread-eagled on their backs.
Gina checked on both ladies, she shrugged and decided to wait and see who got up first. Steph stirred, she sat up sluggishly and rolled on top of Sable. Gina dropped to her knees.
1...2...3. Gina raised Steph's arm in victory. Steph managed to stand up with some help from Gina, she dropped to her knees, her entire body racked with pain. the cell ascendedm Gina rolled out of the ring and retrieved Sable's briefcase, laid it at Steph's feet and opened it up. Steph pulled out a formal looking document, she signed her name under Sable's.
Alundra, Sunny, Lita, Cory Everson, Christine Roth and Kim Chizevsky ran into the ring to congratulate Steph on her monumental victory. Cory and Kim sat Steph in a chair and lifted her over their heads. Steph smiled and blew kisses to her fans, the crowd replied with a standing ovation. Tears of joy streamed down Steph's face. Cory and Kim sat the chair down. Steph wiped the tears from her eyes. Her entourage patted her on the back. Steph rolled out of the ring. As she made her way towards the back, she stopped and hugged the young woman she signed the autograph for. Steph and her entourage hooted and hollered and danced their way to Steph's newly reclaimed office.
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Denise Austin vs Kiana Tom
Denise flexed in front of her wall length dressing room mirror, dressed in a skimpy yellow bikini, the sweat glistening on her ripped washboard abs, chiseled chest and face. She smiled and brushed her long silky smooth hair.
The dressing room door creaked open, there standing in the threshold, dressed in a glittery pink bikini stood Kiana, a smirk spread across her face. Beth Horn stood beside her dressed in a black and white striped bikini. "Hey Denise, are you ready for our match?" Kiana asked as she walked past the sofa.
"Why aren't you in the ring already, and why is Beth with you?" Denise asked as she continued to brush her hair.
"Our match won't be in the ring. We're going to have it here. I hope that's alright with you." Kiana stood behind Denise, she pressed her hands down on Denise's shoulders and began massaging her.
Denise brushed Kiana's hands off her shoulders, she turned towards her. "It doesn't matter, because I can beat you anywhere."
Kiana smirked, without warning she slammed her fist into Denise's abs. Denise fell to one knee. Kiana gripped Denise by the throat with both hands , she lifted Denise off the floor her feet dangling beneath her. Kiana slammed Denise onto the sofa.
Before Denise could react, Kiana was on top of her, straddling her body, knees on either side of her waist. Kiana grabbed Denise's wrists and pinned them against the sofa's armrest. Denise tired to wriggle free, but Kiana's strength proved to be greater than her own. Kiana gawked at Beth. "What are you waiting for?"
Beth dropped to her knees.
1...2... Denise twisted her body, she managed to flip Kiana to the floor. Kiana sat up, Denise slammed her heel into Kiana's chin. Denise grabbed a sofa cushion and pressed it down over Kiana's face and held her down on the floor. She took one hand and pressed down on Kiana'a abs.
Kiana flailed her arms, trying to get the sofa cushion off her face. She tapped her right heel on the carpet. Beth nodded, she lunged and slammed her knee into Denise's chin. Denise thumped back hard against the front of the sofa. "Aren't you supposed to be impartial." Denise screamed.
"Not if I don't feel like it." Beth smirked.
Denise stood up to argue with Beth, Kiana swept her legs across Denise's ankles. Denise fell onto her face. Kiana sat on Denise's back and placed her in the camel clutch. Denise screamed as Kiana pulled back on her chin. Beth dropped to one knee. "You better tap out, or Kiana will be forced to break you." Beth said.
Denise nodded, she tapped her hand against Kiana's thigh, but Kiana refused to release the hold. "Get the black bag from out of the hallway." Kiana shouted, Beth ran out the door, she returned a few seconds later carrying a black satchel.
Beth sat the bag on the floor, she opened it and rummaged through it, she pulled out a small black bottle and a dirty dishrag, she uncapped the bottle with her teeth and soaked the rag with the liquid inside.
"Hurry up." Kiana barked.
Beth pressed the rag against Denise's mouth. Denise tried to squirm free as the sickly sweet aroma filled her nose, but Kiana held on firmly. Denise's vision grew hazier and hazier. Once her head slumped forward Kiana released the camel clutch. "Duct tape." Kiana said.
Beth grabbed a roll of duct tape out of the bag, Kiana held Denise's wrists together behind her back. Beth had just started to wrap the strand of tape around Denise'w wrists when Mindi O'Brien stormed into the room, she had heard the commotion from the hallway and decided to investigate. Mindi slammed her right heel against Beth's chest, the roll of duct tape fell to the floor.
Kiana leapt to her feet, she locked hands with Mindi and tried forcing her to her knees. Mindi's strength proved greater and soon Kiana was on her knees instead.
Beth saw her chance, she grabbed the rag snuck up behind Mindi and threw one arm around Mindi's throat and held the rag over her mouth with the other. Mindi tried to buck Beth like a bronco, but Beth's grip never wavered.
Kiana pulled her hands free, she slammed her knee into Mindi's abs, Mindi fought for as long as she could, but the chloroform started to take effect, her knees gave out and she went limp in Beth's grasp. Beth laid her beside Denise.
"We'll teach them both a lesson." Kiana said as Beth retrieved the roll of duct tape. They sat Denise and Mindi up so that their backs were pressed together. Beth worked quickly, in a matter of minutes, both Denise and Mindi were bound by the arms torsos and ankles.
Denise began to stir, her eyes fluttered open. It was when she tried to stand up that she noticed she was bound to Mindi by duct tape. She screamed for help, Beth shoved a dirty sock into her mouth and then placed a strip of duct tape over her mouth.
Kiana knelt beside Denise. "The step in Sable's revenge plan is complete, we're holding you hostage until her enemies are dealt with once and for all, so get comfy. Don't worry someone will come and feed you two every so often." Kiana kissed Denise on her forehead. she grabbed the door key off Denise's night stand, she left the room with Beth and locked the door behind them.
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Rebecca Soni vs Hollie Dunaway
Rebcca was just finishing her last set of push ups when Hollie strolled into the gym. Rebecca got to her knees, she was dressed in a blue bikini, her hair tied into a ponytail. She frowned when she saw Hollie standing near her.
Hollie crossed her arms across her chest as she grinned at Rebecca, she was dressed in a pink bikini, a pair of black boxing gloves draped over her shoulders. "Hey Rebecca, You're look well as usual. Are you up for for some boxing."
Rebecca shook her head. "You know I've never boxed before. Sorry but I'll pass this time." She grabbed a jump rope and began jumping rope.
Hollie rested her hands on her hips, she puckered her lips and glared at Rebecca. She dropped her arms to her sides and turned towards the door. "Fine then, I guess I'll come back when you grow a spine. See ya." She began walking towards the door.
Rebecca dropped the jump rope onto the floor. "Excuse me, what did you say?"
Hollie stopped as she reached the door, she laughed under her breath and turned towards Rebecca. "So you're going to fight me. Good girl."
Rebecca nodded, she went into the equipment closet and found a pair of pink boxing gloves and laced them up, she climbed into the training ring and gestured to Hollie.
Hollie laced up her boxing gloves and rolled into the ring. "Let's get this started, but first we need a referee. Bridgett, can you come in here?" Hollie shouted.
Bridgett Riley entered the gym, she been standing in the hallway waiting for Hollie's signal. She climbed into the ring dressed in a black and white striped bikini, she called both ladies to the center of the ring, they tapped gloves and moved to opposite corners of the ring. "Begin" Bridgett shouted.
Rebecca and Hollie went toe to toe in the center of the ring. Hollie caught Rebecca with a right jab to the abs, she went for a left jab to the chin, but Rebecca blocked it with her gloves. Rebecca threw a right hook to the side of Hollie's head, Hollie ducked and landed a left cross to Rebecca's chest.
Rebecca stepped back, but Hollie came at her with a flurry of punches to the abs and chest. Rebecca could feel the ropes pressing against her back, she hugged Hollie hoping to buy herself some time. Rebecca seperated them, Rebecca raised her gloved up in front of her face, she lunged and landed a right jab to Hollie's abs.
Hollie stepped back and patted her gloved fists against her abs. "Show me what you got." Hollie raised her rockhard arms to her sides, flexing her baseball sized biceps.
Not sure if it was a trap, Rebecca shuffled cautiously towards Hollie. She landed jab after jab to Hollie's abs. Hollie smirked as if unfazed by Rebecca's assault on her abs.
"Defend yourself, Hollie." Bridgett ordered.
Hollie held her gloves in front of her chest. Rebecca stared in bewilderment, Hollie landed a left hook across Rebecca's chin. Rebecca staggered back, she hooked her arms over the top rope to keep herself from falling. Hollie was on her in a flash and landed a vicious right jab to Rebecca's forehead. Rebecca shoved Hollie back, she righted herself and stumbled about the ring. Hollie lunged and landed a devastating uppercut to Rebecca's chin. Rebecca flopped down onto her back, she laid spread-eagled near the ropes. Bridgett stood over her, Rebecca was out cold. Bridgett raised Hollie's arm in victory. Hollie stood with one foot on Rebecca's chest.and held her hands over her head, she looked down at Rebecca. "Maybe one day you'll be able to beat me, but for now-
Laila Ali stormed into the ring, she landed a hard right jab to Hollie's throat. Hollie fell to the mat gasping for air as she clutched her throat. Bridgett walked up behind Laila trying to catch her off her guard. Laila looked back over her shoulder. Don't even think about it." Laila said.
Bridgett shrugged, she turned and bolted out of the ring and then the gym. Laila craddled Rebecca in her arms. "Let's get you back to your dressing room. Next time train before you lace up a pair of boxing gloves.
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Jeannie Paparone vs The Bodydonnas
Jeannie marched down the entrance ramp, dressed in a silver sequined bikini, she climbed into the ring and stood beside referee Chyna. She rubbed her hands together eagerly awaiting her opponent's arrival. Last week she had run afoul of the Bodydonnas in the gym. Sunny had challenged Jeannie to an armwrestling match, and when Jeannie had won with ease, Sunny had flown into a rage and the three Bodydonnas had beaten her down.
The Bodydonnas walked out onto the entrance stage, a towel hung over Sunny's right shoulder. They walked down the ramp and climbed into the ring, Sunny glared at Jeannie, Jeannie retruned the glare and placed her hands on her hips. Skip and Zip stood on either side of Sunny, they huddled up and began talking amongst themselves. They high-fived as they came out of the huddle. Sunny approached Jeannie.Jeannie stiffened as Sunny stared into her eyes. Sunny smirked and held her hands in front of her, challenging Jeannie to a test of strength, Jeannie accepted and they locked hands. Jeannie's football sized biceps veined and swelled up as she pushed Sunny to one knee. Skip and Zip positioned themselves behind Jeannie, Zip clipped Jeannie in the back of her right knee with his heel, Skip kneed Jeannie in the small of her back.
This time, Sunny forced Jeannie to her knees, she grinned as her baseball sized biceps bulged. Jeannie tried to get back onto her feet when she fwelt Skip and Zip grasp her tightly by the wrists. With their help, Sunny forced Jeannie onto her back, she straddled her larger foe's waist and shouted at Chyna to make the pin count.
Chyna refused to budge. "Not while those two are holding her arms." She said.
"Go to the corner, I can handle here from here." Sunny said. Skip and Zip nodded and walked to the southwest corner of the ring and stepped out onto the apron. Chyna dropped to her knees.
1... Jeannie lifted her shoulders off the mat, she sat up and lunged at Sunny, sher grasped Sunny's throat with both hands stood up and choke-slammed Sunny to the mat. Sunny rolled onto all fours, she began to crawl to the corner where her partners stood, she felt a tug on her hair and was jerked to her feet. Jeannie hoisted Sunny over her head and slammed her down hard onto the mat.
Jeannie grasped Sunny's wrist and pulled her to her feet, Sunny poked Jeannie's eyes with her middle and forefinger of her free hand. Jeannie released Sunny wrist and clapped her hands over her own face. Sunny grabbed her towel off the mat, she wrapped it around Jeannie's neck and led her to the southwest corner of the ring. She shoved Jeannie backfirst against the turnbuckles and tagged in Skip. Skip shoved Jeannie's head between his knees, Sunny kicked Jeannie in her abs. Skip lifted Jeannie onto his shoulders, Jeannie slammed her fists down on the top of Skip's head. Skip powerbombed Jeannie onto the top turnbuckle.
Jeannie laid sprawled out on her stomach, Skip gestured to Zip, he climbed to the top turnbuckle as Skip dragged Jeannie to her feet and placed her in a reverse headlock. Zip clasped his hands together, leapt off the turnbuckle slamming his fists across Jeannie's ripped washboard abs.Skip and Zip repeatedly stomped on Jeannie's abs. Chyna ordered Sunny and Zip back to the corner. Skip tagged sunny back in.
Sunny dragged Jeannie to her feet, Jeannie slammed her forearm across Sunny's throat, she spun towards the corner and clothes-lined Skip and zip off the ring apron. Jeannie grasped sunny's throat and choke-slammed her to the mat, she placed her foot on Sunny's chest. Chyna dropped to her knees.
1...2...3. Chyna raised Jeannie's arm in victory. Jeannie rolled out of the ring and ran to the back as Skip and Zip rolle into the ring and argued with Chyna. Chyna dropped to her knees, and low-blowed them between their legs. As Chyna stood up, sunny wrapped her towel around Chyna's throat.. Chyna elbowed Sunny's abs, She shoved Sunny's head between her knees and pedigreed her to the mat. Chyna kicked Sunny in her side and rolled out of the ring and walked to the back.
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Alexandra Paul vs Akira Hokuto
Alexandra stood naked in her dressing room closet deciding what to wear for her match with Akira, settled on her old red spandex swimsuit, she slipped it on over her thick muscular body. She walked out of the closet and stood in front of her body length mirror admiring her physique. She smiled as she flexed her softball sized biceps, her delts flared up. Satisfied with her newly increased muscle mass, she turned and walked out of her dressing room and down the hall to the entrance curtains. She stepped out onto the entrance stage. The crowd greeted her with thunderous applause, Alex bowed and ran down the ramp, she rolled into the ring and took her place beside ref Monica Brant.
Akira walked out onto the entrance ramp dressed in a black silk kimono, Sonny Onoo accompanied her to the ring. Akira climbed into the ring, she threw off her kimono revealing thick hard bulging muscles covered by a black sports bra and thong, she tucked her laces into her knee-high leather boots and glared at Alex.
"What's he doing out here?" Alex asked pointing to Sonny.
Akira smirked and walked up to Alex. "Don't worry about him, he's not your opponent- I am. And if you forget that, I'll make you suffer like never before."
Alex clenched her fists, she shifted her gaze towards Sonny, he grinned and blew her a mocking kiss. Alex grimaced then rolled her eyes, as she turned her gaze back to her opponent, Akira greeted her with a knee to the abs.
"You don't listen very well, so I guess you'll have to learn the hard way." Akira said, she karate-chopped Alex across the throat. Alex sank to her knees, Akira grabbed her throat with both hands and threw her to the mat. Alex landed on all fours and tried crawling to the corner, Akira grabbed her ankles and dragged her back to the center of the ring. Alex rolled onto her back, she managed to land one foot on Akira chest and the other right on her mouth, stunning her, Akira stepped back and took a moment to catch her breath.
"Then teach me if you can." Alex said, clenching her fists at chest level.
Akira wiped the blood from the the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand. Akira crouched low and beckoned to Alex. Alex ran towards Akira, Akira sprang from her crouched position and knocked onto her back with a flying shoulder tackle. Akira kipped up and grabbed Alex's wrists tightly and dragged her to the south set of ropes, she placed Alex's throat across the bottom rope, blatantly choking her.
Monica grasped Akira's shoulders and pulled her away from the ropes. "I won't allow the ropes to use like that."
Akira positioned herself so that Monica's back was to Alex, Sonny approached the side of the ring apron where Alex lay, he chuckled and slapped her across the face, she went to slap him back, but he caught her wrist midair, he grabbed her other other wrist and slammed her arms against the edge of the ring apron. Alex screamed, she drew her arms closer to her body. Sonny backed away as Monica cocked her head in his direction.
Akira grabbed Alex by her hair and dragged her to her feet. Alex slammed her left elbow into Akira's midsection. Akira dropped to her knees. Alex ran towards the ropes, she rebounded and leapt into mid-air, she landed a dropkick to Akira's chest. Akira thudded hard onto her back. Alex laid over Akira, Monica dropped to her knees.
1...2... Akira kicked out, she rolled to her feet, she lunged and caught Alex in her abs with a hard left knee, stunning her. Alex swayed as she staggered around the ring, clutching her abs. Akira grasped Alex's right wrist tightly and whipped her into the southwest corner of the ring, Alex's back thumped hard against the turnbuckles, she went to grab the ropes but slipped and got her arms tangled up in the middle and top ropes. Alex's firm glutes barely touching the mat.
Akira grinned. "A rookine mistake, now the real pain can begin, I hope you remeber this Alex." Akira kicked Alex in her her abs repeatedly. Alex grunted as each blow struck her midsection, she squirmed her arms but still couldn't wriggle free. Akira slapped Alex across the face.
Monica stepped in between them. "I said none of this, strike her once more and you're dq'ed, got that."
"If you dq me, then I'll have to beat you up too, and I'll make you're suffering worse than hers. She doesn't have a chance of winning anyway." Akira said.
"She can take whatever you dish out, and to prove it to you, I'll make this no dq and bet you $5,000." Monica said.
"Deal." Akira said and ran to the opposite corner and ran towards Alex, Alex managed to untangle herself and climbed to the top turnbuckle. When Akira got close, Alex leapt off and connected with a dropkick to Akira's abs. Alex climbed up to thre top turnbuckle once more, this time going for an elbow drop, but Akira rolled out of the way and Alex banged her elbow hard against the mat.
Akira dragged Alex to her feet, Alex slammed her fist into Akira's throat. Akira dropped to her knees, Alex slammed her knee into Akira's chin. Akira laid Spread-eagled on her back. Alex sat down on Akjira's belly. Monica dropped to her knees.
1...2...3. Monica raised Alex's arm inb victory. Sonny rolled into the ring and ran up behind Alex, Alex turned in time as Sonny went for a clothes-line, she ducked under his arm, grabbed him from behind and suplexed him to the mat, stunning him. Akira staggered to her feet, she grasped Alex by the shoulder and spun her around so that they were facing each other, she sprayed a green mist into Alex's face.
Alex staggered back, screaming as she rubbed at her eyes. Monica went to admonish Akira, Akira sprayed the green mist into her eyes as well. Akira threw Sonny over her right shoulder, climbed out of the ring and carried her valet backstage.
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Just wanted to tell you great job on these matches and you've inspired others to do these fantasy wrestling stories. Might have to come up with one on here.
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Thanks Tom4036 I'm glad you enjoy my stories and I'm glad that I have inspired others to do them as well. Would definitely read any wrestling story you may come up with. Though I must admit the only reason I started writing them in the first place is for writing practice because I want to write my own book series.
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That's awesome and fbb wrestling book series or what if you don't mind me asking?
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A series of fantasy novels.
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Shannon 'Dallas' Hall vs Lex Luger
Dallas had just finished lunched and sat up from the cafeteria table when Lex approached her. "Hey, do you got a minute, Dallas?"
"Several, but none that I want to waste on you." Dallas started to walked towards the double doors leading out of the cafeteria when she felt his hand grasp her right wrist tightly, she spun around and raised her free hand to slap him, but he caught her wrist mid-air.
"You're wrong sweetheart, when you're talking to me, no time is wasted. Damn, I love it when you're wearing your gladiator outfit, it shows off your perfect physique." Lex glanced at her strong chiseled pecs, her thick veiny softball sized biceps, her tight and toned shrink wrapped abs, and her rock hard tree trunk thick legs. He smiled and licked the drool from the corner of his mouth. He let go of her wrists. "I just want to challenge you to a wrestling match, that's all."
Dallas thought it over for a few seconds, then offered her hand and Lex shook it. "Fine with me, what kind of match did you have in mind?"
"Meet me in the parking garage in ten minutes and then I"ll let you know." Lex crossed his arms across huis chest and gazed at her, trying to gauge her reaction.
Dallas glared at Lex, her heart and mind raced. A parking garage is no place for a wrestling match, she thought. She locked eyes with Lex, trying to hide the fact that her hands were trembling. "Alright, but you better not chicken out, I'll be waiting for you." She said, clenching her fists.
Lex smirked as he walked past Dallas, when he reached the doors, he turned and stared at Dallas, his smirk grew wider. Once he was out of sight, Dallas took several deep breaths to calm herself. It must be a setup she thought and shook her head. Well, if he wants to fight me, that's what he's going to get. Dallas went to her dressing room, she threw on her helmet, grabbed her pugil stick from beside the bed, and headed towards the parking garage.
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When Dallas arrived at the parking garage at the appointed time, she found not a soul in sight. There was nothing but lots of cars and a few semi tractor trailers. She leaned against the grill of a semi and let out a loud sigh. "Guess he must have chickened out.." Dallas laid her pugil stick on the concrete floor beside her.
"Think again, babe." came Lex's voice from overhead.
Dallas spun around, she looked up and saw Lex perched of the roof of the semi trailer. She went to grab for her pugil, Lex slid down the front cab of the semi on his belly and barreled into Dallas, knocking her onto her back. Lex sprang to his feet, he grabbed the face guard on Dallas's helmet and dragged the flailing gladiator to her feet.
"Nice helmet, but it's not going to protect you from what I have in store for you." Lex yanked the helmet off her head and slapped her across the face with it.
Dallas plopped down onto her firm glutes, she made a second attempt for her pugil, they both grabbed the handle at the same time, but Lex's strength won out and he forced Dallas onto her back on the cold concrete floor, he straddled her waist, and pressed the shaft of the pugil against her throat while she was still tightly holding onto it.
Lex raised one knee and brought it down hard on Dallas's abs. Dallas grunted as the air rushed out of her. Dallas gasped for air but found none. Her mind raced frantically as she mulled over how to free herself. She pretended to pass out. Lex pulled the pugil's shaft away from Dallas's throat as her head lolled to one side. While still straddling her waist, Lex flexed a double biceps pose, not paying his foe any mind.
Dallas groped for her helmet, she gripped it tightly and smirked at Lex and bashed him across the side of his head with it. Lex grunted and rolled onto his back. Dallas leapt to her feet, she grabbed her pugil and clobbed Lex. Lex grunted and rolled to his feet. Dallas rammed one end of her pugil against Lex's abs. LEx doubled over clutching his midsection. Dallas bashed him over the the head with the other end of her pugil.
Lex laid sprawled out on his stomach. Dallas dropped the pugil to the floor and bent over Lex. "Must be your first time tangling with an American Gladiator, I'll go easy on you this time." Dallas gripped Lex's wrists and jerked him to his feet. Lex manged to free his right wrist and gave Dallas a three stooges finger poke to the eyes. Dallas threw her hands over her face, Lex grabbed a handful of her hair and slammed her face against the grill of the semi. Dallas fell onto her back.
"Those muscles of yours must be for show, welcome to a world of pain that you never dreamed possible." Lex grabbed Dallas's ankle and dragged her around to the driver's side of the semi's cab. He fetched her pugil and propped it against the semi trailer. Dallas sat up groggily, Lex threw open the driver's side door, it struck Dallas across the forehead, knocking her onto her back. Lex threw the pugil into the spassenger's seat. He dragged Dallas to her feet and leaned her against the inside of the door, he climbed into the driver's seat sideways.
Lex grabbed the pugil with one hand and Dallas's throat with the other, he spun her around so that her back was facing him. He hooked the shaft of the pugil across her throat hooked his arsms underneath the shaft and hoisted Dallas off her feet. He held hr like that until his arms began to tire, he dug his heel into the small of her back and shoved her face first onto the concrete floor. Lex leapt out of the semi cab and crouched down beside Dallas. He looked around the parking garage and sighed. "Should have brought a referee with me." He shrugged and dragged Dallas to her feet. Dallas slumped against the side of the semi trailer and sank onto her rear. "Don't go anywhere, I need something from my car."
Lex walked over to his Cadillac, he popped open the trunk and rummaged through it. He tossed several items onto the floor; zip ties, bungee cords, tire iron, jack tarp, and other various items. As he bent down to pick up the bungee cord, Dallas slammed the tire iron down across the small of his back. Lex fell to his knees. Dallas rolled Lex onto his back and propped his ankles on the edge of the trunk and slammed the top down hard. Lex screamed and drew his knees up close to his chest. Dallas closed the trunk and pulled Lex to his feet. She lifted Lex into a vertical suplex and slammed him down on top of his car trunk. Lex grunted and rolled to the floor.
Dallas climbed onto the roof of Lex's car, she went for an elbow drop, but Lex saw it coming and rolled out of the way, Dallas's right elbow struck the concrete floor hard. Lex sat up, he grinned and rolled to his feet., he flipped Dallas onto her back, he grasped her right wrist and stomped on her injured elbow. Dallas screamed, she tried to fight back, but her elbow exploded with pain.
Lex dragged Dallas to her feet, still clutching her injured arm. He frowned when he saw the dent in his trunk. "Lucky for you I got good insurance." He opened the front driver's side door and rolled down the window. He propped Dallas's arm through the door and rolled the window back up, pinning Dallas's injured arm. Lex slapped Dallas across the back of her head, Dallas's screamed grew louder. Lex sighed and rolled the window down, freeing Dallas's arm.
Dallas sat with her back against the car beside Lex's cadillac, she clutched her right elbow and glared at Lex. Dallas staggered to her feet as Lex watched on. Dallas was ready to give up, she turned and bolted towards the exit doors. Lexcaught her around the waist as she pushed open the door, he squeezed her in a tight bearhug and shook her like a ragdoll. Dallas felt her strength fading, her arms fell limp at her side, her head sagged. This time Dallas passed out for real. Once Lex realized this, he laid her down onto her back.
"You ladies can come out now, she's got no more fight left in her." Lex shouted.
The door to the semi trailer swung open, out stepped Crush, Fury, Hellga, Venom, Steel, Stealth, Phoenix and Jet. They were each armed with pugil except for Jet whio carried a television camera over her right shoulder. Crush approached Lex, she dropped her pugil and pulled him into a warm embrace, she pressed her lips agasinst his. She drew back at held him at arms length. "Thanks, baby, this means a lot to me, I'll have to repay you tenfold." She kissed Lex a second time.
"No problem, I'd do anything for you." Lex turned to walk away, Crush patted him on the rear. He looked back and smiled at her, then went back to his dressing room.
Crush stood over the uncnscious Dallas, she looked dwon and shook her head. She crouched over dallas and flipped her the bird." "Poor Dallas, I don't envy you in the least. Now that you're taken care of, It's time to go after Zap." She smirked and cocked her head in Jet's direction. "Get the camera ready.
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Christine Roth vs Gina Davis Title Match
The arena lights dimmed, Christine walked out onto the entrance stage, dressed in a feathery pink robe that hung down to her ankles, in her left hand she carried a pole bearing the Candaian flag, the arena lights brightened as she walked down the entrance ramp . She climbed iup the steel steps leading into the ring, she affixed the pole to the top of the steel corner post and stepped into the ring. She froze when she saw Sarah Dunlap standing in the center of the ring, dressed in a black and white striped bikini. "Why are you officiating this match?"
Sarah grinned as she approached Christine. "It's in my contract to ref at least one title match, and I get to challenge the winner of this match for the title. I want to get you in the ring again, Good luck." She playfuklly slapped Christine across the face and returned to the center of the ring.
Christine stripped off her robe and draped it over the top rope revealing her thick muscular body and dressed in a pink bikini and knee-high black leather boots. She moved to the center of the ring, never taking her eyes off Sarah.
Gina emerged from the backstage area, dressed in a chainmail bikini, the Empress of Wrestling Title strapped around her waist. Her valet Jennifer Harris, stood to her right dressed in her own chainmail bikini. They strutted down the entrance ramp. Gina climbed onto the ring apron and pointed to Christine and bellowed, she climbed into the ring as Jennifer walked around the ring.
Christine glared as Gina moved to the center of the ring. Gina unstrapped the titler belt from around her waist and handed it to Sarah. Sarah oheld the title over her head and handed it to the timekeeper, she went over the rules of the match and called for the bell.
Gina and Christine locked up in the center of the ring, their arms bulged as swelled as they struggled to force the other to their knees. Adrenaline coursed through Christine's body as she pushed Gina down to one knee. Gina broke grip and slammed her fist in to Christine's abs. Christine doubled over, Gina stood up and gripped Christine by her throat. she lifted Christine off her feet. Christine gasped for air as Gina tightened her grip. Gina choke-slammed Christine to the mat, she placed one foot on Christine's chest and flexed her arms. Sarah dropped to her knees.
1... Christine lifted her shoulder offf the mat. Gina grabbed two handfuls of Christine's hair and jerked her to her feet. Christine kneed Gina in the abs, then slammed her fist into Gina's chin. Gina stumbled back into the ropes. Christine barreled into Gina, they both flipped over the top rope and tumbled to the thinly padded ringside floor. Christine got to her feet first, Jennifer crept up behind Christine and pinned her arms behind her back.
Gina stood up and screamed as she pummeled Christine's abs with a barrage of punches. Ref Sarah reached through the ropes and grabbed a handful of Jennifer's hair, forcing her to release Christine. Christine kneed Gina in the abs, she spun around and lifted Jennifer into a vertical suplex. Gina kicked the back of Christine's left knee. Christine fell to one knee, Jennifer rolled safely to the floor. Gina scooped up Christine in her arms and rammed her back against the the steel ring post.
Christine screamed as she fell to the floor cl;utching the small of her back. Gina stood over her and taunted the crowd, she bent down and dragged Christine to her feet. Christine elbowed Gina's chin, she spun around and karate-chopped Gina across her throat. Gina dropped to her knees, Christine slammed her booted heel into Gina's chest, knocking her onto her back.
Jennifer charged Christine, christine caught Jennifer in the chin with a super kick, Jennifer stumbled and fell over the security barrier. Christine pulled Gina to her feet, she Irish-whipped her face-first into the steel ring post. Gina dropped to the floor with a grunt, Chruistine repeatedly stomped the back of her left knee. Christine yanked Gina to her feet and rolled her into the ring, she climbed to the top turnbuckle and leapt off, she landed a legdrop across Gina's chest. She rolled on top of Gina and hooked one leg. Sarah dropped to her knees.
1...2... Gina kicked out, she staggered to her feet, favoring her left leg. Christine ran towards the ropes, just as she rebounded, Jennifer reached through the ropes and grabbed Christine's ankles, tripping her. Christine's chin thudded as it struck the mat hard. Gina plopped doqwn onto Christine's back and clamped her in the camel clutch, pulling back hard on Christine's chin. Christine screamed at the top of her lungs, she clenched her fists as she tried to squirm free.
Christine grasped Gina's knees, she managed to stand up. Gina still clung to her back, Christine flipped Gina over her shoulder and onto the mat. Christine sat down beside Gina and locked her right arm into an armbar. Gina screamed and flailed her free arm, she gritted her teeth as Christine applied greater pressure to the hold. Christibne's head was close to the ropes, Jennifer reached through the ropes and grabbed two big handfuls of Christine's hair and tugged hard.
Christine yelled as she released Gina, she rolled out of the ring and shoved Jennifer. Jennifer slapped Christine's face, she lunged, Christine sidestepped and grabbed Jennifer around the waist and suplexed her against the security barricade.
As Christine got to her feet, Gina leapt off the ring apron and landed a dropkick to Christine's chest. Gina slowly rose to her feet, limping on her left leg, she sat Christine up and leaned her back against the security barricade. Gina limped over to the announcer's table, she grabbed the monitor and limped back towards Christine, the monitor cord dragging along behind her. Gina raised the monitor over her head, she went to slam it down on Christine's head, but Christine rolled out of the way, she leapt to her feet and clothes-lined Gina to the floor. Christine grabbed the monitor and bashed Gina across the back of her head as she crawled onto all fours. Gina laid spread-eagled on her belly.
Christine dragged Gina to her feet, scooped her up in her arms and laid her on the announcer's table, she climbed up to the top turnbuckle and leapt off, she landed an elbow drop to Gina's chest, shattering the announcer's table. Christine staggered to her feet, she pulled a dazed Gina rto her feet and Irish-whipped her back into the ring. Christine climbed up to the top turnbuckle once more and flexed in a most muscular pose as she stuck out her tongue. Jennifer sprang up onto the ring apron and slammed Christine across the back with a steel folding chair. Christine fell face-first onto the mat clutching her back.
When Sarah saw both women incapacitated she began a ten count.
1...2...3...4 Christine stirred, she pushed herself onto her knees, she staggered over to Gina and stood over her. Christine dragged Gina to her feet, she her head between her knees and pile-drove Gina's head onto the mat, she rolled Gina onto her belly, straddled her back and placed Gina in a camel clutch of her own. Gina screamed, unable to escape, she yelled out her submission.
Sarah raised Christine's hand in victory, she rolled out of the ring and brought Christine the Empress of Wrestling Title. Christine held the belt over her head, the crowd greeted her with a standing ovation. Christine strapped the belt around her waist and went to leave the ring, Sarah grabbed her by the shoulder. "Better watch your back, I'm coming for your title. Beware."
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Kim Chizevsky vs Dorian Yates
Kim strode out onto the entrance stage dressed in a skimpy black bikini, the crowd showered her with applause as she walked down the ramp and climbed into the ring, she stopped and stood beside Referee Heather Armbrust. Kim grabbed a microphone from ringside. "I never built my muscles for show, I don't care about fame or glory or titles, I wanted to show the world that women can be strong and feminine at the same time. But if I have to use my strength to beat up meatheads like Dorian Yates, then so be it." Kim tossed the microphone to the mat.
Dorian ran down the ram, dressed in blue shorts he rolled into the ring and walked over to Kim, he flexed in a double biceps pose. Kim squeezed his biceps, she grinned and countered with a most muscular pose, her biceps swelled to the size of footballs. Dorian sneered and stepped back.
Heather gave the order, and the cage was lowered over the ring and secured in place, she went over the rules of the match and reminded them the winner would be the first ever Intergender Singles champion. Kim and Dorian nodded as they sized each other up. Heather signaled for the bell.
Kim locked hands with Dorian in the center of the ring. Dorian squeezed Kim's hands tightly and pushed her down onto her knees. Kim groaned, her arms bulged she she pushed hrself back up onto her feet, she her teeth and pushed Dorian back against the ropes. Dorian broke his grip, he wrapped his arms around Kim's waist and held her tightly against his strong chiseled body.
Kim screamed and clenched her fists, she pounded Dorian's upper chest with her fists, but he squeezed even tighter forcing kim to cease her assault. In desperation, Kim raked her fingers down Dorian's face, Dorian growled and released the bearhug on Kim. Kim bent over clutching her abs. Dorian grasped Kim's right wrist and Irish-whipped her face-first against the cage wall, Kim thudded onto her back.
Dorian stood beside Kim's head and landed a legdrop across her throat, he stood back up and landed a second legdrop across her abs. Kim sat up and gasped for air, Dorian grabbed a handful of her hair and dragged her to her feet, he cupped her chin in one hand and slapped her across the face with the other. Kim dropped to her knees, she slammed both fists into his groin, Dorian hunched over, Kim leapt up and bashed Dorian across the throat with her thick muscular forearm, she shoved his head between her knees, ifted him onto her broad massive shoulders and power-bombed him to the mat. Kim swiftly rolled on top of him, Heather dropped to her knees.
1... Dorian kicked out, he grabbed a handful of Kim's hair and pulled hard, he shoved Kim onto her back, before she could react he was straddling her waist. He grasped her wrists tightly and pinned them againt the mat. Heather dropped to her knees.
1...2... Kim managed to hook her legs under Dorian's armpits and flipped him onto his back, she sat up and held his legs. Heather dropped to her knees.
1...2... Dorian slammed the back of his calf into Kim's face. She grunted and fell onto her back. Dorian stood up, he grabbed Kim's ankles, she drew her knees up close to her chest and shoved him back, his back thumped against the cage wall. Kim rolled to her feet, Dorian charged her, when he was close enough she scooped him up andd power-slammed him to the mat.
Kim walked over to the northwest corner of the ring and climbed up to the top turnbuckle, raising her hands over her head she grasped for the bottom bar across the rim of the cage top, but her fingers barely reached the bar. As she went to climb higher, Dorian got to his feet, he grabbed her ankles and yanked her off the cage wall, she fell, her back thudding hard against the mat.
Dorian grabbed a handful of Kim's hair, he yanked hard, pulling her to her feet. he shoved her head between his knees and ent for a power-bomb, but she reversed it into a back body drop. kim plopped down by Dorian's head, she wrapped her tree trunk thick mmuscular legs around his neck and squeezed tightly, Dorian clawed at her legs as he gasped for air, Kim grasped his wrists and pulled back on his arms. Kim smiled as Dorian squirmed in her iron grip. Finally he managed to jerk his arms free, grabbing Kim's ankles he unwrapped her legs from around his neck.
They both rolled to their feet at the same time, Dorian slammed his fist into Kim's abs, then caught her againwith his other fist. He shoved her back-first into the northwest corner of the ring and hooked her arms over the top rope, he grasped her wrists and leaned back with his full body weight. Kim screamed. agony etched across her face, she felt as if at any moment her arms would be ripped from their sockets. She tried to hide the pain on her face, but Dorian and everyone else watching could see it as plain as the day.
Kim relaxed when Dorian finally released her wrists, she glared at him as his strutted around the ring shouting 'Men are the dominant gender'. Kim winced as she unhooked her arms from around the top rope, her shoulders ached dull throbbing pain. She draped her arms back over the ropes, she slumped her head down pretending to have passed out from the pain. Dorian turned towards her, he smiled triumphiantly when he saw her head drooping, he charged her, Kim opened her eyes, raised her feet into the air and landed one foot to Dorian's chest and the other to his groin.
Dorian dropped to his knees, Kim leapt onto the top turnbuckle and jumped off, she landed a dropkick to Dorian's beefy chest. Dorian laid sprawled out on his back. Kim bent down to see if he was still unconscious. Dorian sprang up and grasped Kim by the throat and started shaking her wildly.
Ref Heather stood in one corner as far away from the action as the confines of the steel cage allowed. Might as well stay out of their way, a ref could get taken out easily, she thought, and continued to watch them pound away on each other.
Kim gasped for air but found none, her vision grew hazy. She raked her fingers down Dorian's face. He yelped and released his grip on Kim's throat. Kim bounced off the ropes, she rebounded and and leapt into the air dropping Dorian onto his back with a flying clothes-line. Kim rose to her feet, she grasped Dorian's wrists and jerked him to his feet. She lifted him over her head like a barbell, pain flooded her shoulders, her legs wobbled and she dropped to her knees, clutching her shoulders as Dorian rolled to the mat.
Dorian stood up behind Kim, he grasped her wrists and crossed her arms across her throat. Kim threw back her head and screamed as great pain flooded her shoulders. At that moment Kim realized that Dorian wanted more than a title, he wanted to humiliate her and end her wrestling career. He smirked as Kim's screams turned to sobbing, tears streamed down her cheeks, she barely noticed Heather crouching beside her, asking if she was ready to submit.
"Never!" Kim screamed, she was a warrior, and warriors never quit- a lesson she had learned during her reign as Miss Olympia. She flexed her arms, her muscles bulged, fighting through the pain and the tears, she powered her way out of the hold through sheer willpower. Kim was back on her feet, she lunged and kneed Dorian in his groin. Dorian dropped to his knees. He looked up at Kim and said "If you do that one more-
Kim cut him off with a hard slap to the face. "Next time, wear a cup, dummy." She said and kneed him in the chin, Dorian fell, the back of his head struck the cage wall. Kim began scaling the cage, she grasped the bar under the lip of the cage rim, she went to pull herself up but her shoulders gave out and she flopped down hard onto her back. she staggered to her feet and tried again, but lost her grip as she grasped for the bar.
"If you can't climb out over the top, then try using the door." Heather said, rolling her eyes, an annoyed look on her face.
Kim staggered to her feet, she walked over to the cage door beside the northwest corner of the ring, she tried to push it open, but found it locked and chained shut. Reserve ref Amanda Dunbar stood outside the cage door, she pulled a key out from between her cleavage and unlocked and unchained the door and pulled open the door. Kim managed to get one foot through the ropes when Dorian ran up behind her and bashed her between her shoulders with his fists, he grabbed the cage door and slammed it closed against Kim's face and knee. He wrapped his arms around her waist and suplexed her to the mat.
Dorian walked over to the cage door, he paused as amanda held it wide open. He shook his head and walked back over to where kim laid sprawled out on her back. He grabbed two handfuls of her hair and pulled her to her feet. "I'm not through with you yet." He screamed in her face. When she didn't respond, he spun her around so that her back was facing him, he shoved his head between her knees and hoisted her up onto his shoulders. Kim's eyes snapped open, she wrapped her legs around his throat, she shifted her weight tio the left and wrapped her arms around Dorian's left arm. Dorian staggered around the ring trying to escape Kim's armbar/headscissor combo. He ran backwards into the cage, Kim's back struck the cage full force but her grip never faltered, it only made her resolve stronger.
Kim tightened her grip and pulled back hard on Dorian's arm. Dorian swayed from side to side before dropping to his knees. His head drooped and he fell onto his stomach. Kim released the hold, she shifted her body and crawled on her belly towards the cage door. With the pain in her shoulders it took her several minutes to reach the cage door. Dorian was coming to, when he saw Kim reaching for the ropes to pull herself out, he lunged and grasped her ankles. Kim flailed her legs, she managed to free one ankle, she slamme the heel of her barefoot into Dorian's forehead.
Dorian shouted as he released Kim's ankle, but he wasn't done yet. Kim had gotten herself halfway through the door when Dorian grabbed the door and slammed it shut pinning it against Kim's abs. Kim screamed as the side of the cage door pressed hard against her steel hard washboard abs. She reached out her hand towards Amanda. "Help me." Kim said through gritted teeth.
Amanda shrugged. "Sorry, but you have to get out on your own, that's the rules."
Gripping the cage dioor, Dorian leaned back. Kim screamed as pain racked her abs, she swept one leg against Dorian's ankles, Dorian lost his footing, he fell onto his back. With her last ounce of strength, Kim pulled herself out of the cage, the back of her head collided with the steel steps as she fell to the ringside floor and passed out.
When Kim awoke, it took her several seconds to remember where she was. Refs Heather and Amanda had propped her up against the security barricade. She tried to stand up but Amanda ordered her to sit still. Kim obliged, after all she had been through she felt as though she deserved a rest. Kim's eyes lit up as Heather handed her the Intergender Singles title belt.
"You earned it, honey." Heather said and raised kim's right arm in victory.
Kim hugged the belt against her chest and kissed it. Her heart swelled with pride as she strapped the belt around her waist. Heather and Amanda crouched on either side of kim, threw her arms over their shoulders and helped her to her feet and led her towards the entrance ramp.
Dorian sat at the foot of the ramp, Kim froze when she saw him stand up. They locked eyes, Kim could see the smugness had fled his eyes, she broke the gaze and smiled at him, her eyes filled with tenderness. Dorian smiled back, he offered Kim his right hand. Kim looked to Heather and Amanda and then the crowd, then shook Dorian's hand, she tensed up when Dorian pulled her close agauinst his body, but relaxed when he embraced her in a celebatory hug. "You're opretty strong, maybe we could team up sometime." He whispered in her ear. She drew back and held him at arms length, she nodded.
"No one could stop us." Kim said, giving him a wink, she kissed him on both cheeks, he grasped her wrist and raised her arm over her head. He knelt down and hoisted Kim onto his right shoulder. The crowd gave them both a standing ovation, Kim waved and blew kisses to her adoring fans, and all four of them walked to the backstage area.
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Yaxeni Oriquen vs. The Incredible Hulk
Deep in the heart of the Mojave Desert, Yaxeni Oriquen was preparing for the fight of her life. She had been sent by Dr Michi Ritz to locate and defeat her longtime rival Bruce Banner. At last she had tracked him down to this old raggedy rundown tent in the desert. Yaxeni barged into Dr Banner's tent, she could see from the look on his face that he had just woken up.
"What do you want?" Dr Banner asked, leaping out of bed he threw on a pair of purple sweat pants. "Did she send you?"
Yaxeni grinned and give him a quick nod. "DR Michi wants me to take care of you, she told me about you, so I thought I'd have some fun." Yaxeni cracked her knuckles, she slowly walked over to Dr Banner's bedside. "She says you're becoming a real nuisance, so I'm going to have to stop you. The closer Yaxeni got, the further Dr Banner moved back, soon she had his back pressed up against the tent wall, she pressed her chest against his and smiled. "I hope you're ready for a fight. Yaxeni grabbed Bruce's waist and lifted him over head like a barbell, she threw him halfway across the room, he slammed down on top of his folding table.
Bruce leapt to his feet. "That was a big mistake, woman." Bruce's pupils turned green, his skin bulged and turned a deeep shade of green, his body grew, within seconds he stood a towering 8ft tall, his shadow fell over Yaxeni.
Yaxeni grinned, she beckoned to Bruce and strutted towards him. "Is that the best you can -
The Incredible Hulk lunged at Yaxeni, he speared her through the tent wall, they rolled out onto the hot desert sands. The Hulk got to his feet first,he dragged Yaxeni up by her hair and wrapped his massive muscular green arms around her waist, squeezing her in a tight bearhug, her arms pinned at her side.
Yaxeni groaned as she struggled to escape The Hulk's iron grip. She clenched her fists and and flexed her arms the best she could. Yaxeni's muscles began to swell, the Hulk dropped Yaxeni to the sand and he took several steps backs. Yaxeni slowly stood up, she flexed in a most muscular pose, her muscles bulged and swelled up until she was as big as the Hulk. Yaxeni's hair and skin turned green, her tiny black bikini began to rip at the seams. She grinned and stared at the Hulk. "You like?"
The Hulk stepped back, his mouth hung wide open, he tried to speak but no words came out. Sweat rolled down his forehead like a waterfall.
"What's the matter, not feeling so incredible anymore. I owe my thanks to Dr Michi, she managed to obtain a sample of your blood and inject me with it. I was hesitant at first, but now I'm glad she did." Yaxeni popped a double biceps pose and then a single biceps pose. She continued to keep growing, finally she was twice the height of The Hul and twice as muscular. Yaxeni towered over the cowering Hulk, she bent down and lifted the Hulk up in her massive rockhard arms, she squeezed him tightly. The Hulk screamed as his ribcage cracked under the immense pressure of Yaxeni's arm strength. Yaxeni raised The Hulk over her mhead and twirled him like a baton. This went on for several minutes, Yaxeni dropped The Hulk at her feet, she grabbed his right ankle and with a flick of her wrist sent him hurtling across the surface of the desert. She ran after him, trying to guess where he would land, she caught up with him and caught him in mid-air. Yaxein slammed the Hulk onto his back, she placed her foot on his chest.
"Show me mercy." tThe Hulk managed to say.
Yaxeni leaned down she that her nose was in the Hulk's face. "Very well, you weren't much of a challenge anyway." Yaxeni kissed the Hulk on his forehead, she scooped him up and slammed him down with such force that that impact left a massive crater beneath her feet. When the sand cloud settled, The Hulk laid buried up to his head in the sand, Yaxeni crouched down in front of him and flexed her right arm. "Don't worry, I'm not going to kill you, Recover and become stronger so that one day you can actually make me break a sweat." Yaxeni patted The Hulk on the cheek, she stood up and walked towards the horizon where the sun was setting.
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Sonya Blade vs Kitana
The UFWL arena was filled to capacity for the next match. Sonya Blade had a score to settle with Kitana, once they had been good friends. But now they were mortal enemies. Sonya walked out from behind the entrance curtain, she stepped onto the ramp, the crowd showered her with cheers. She walked down the entrance ramp dressed in her MK 1 outfit. She rolled into the ring and shadow boxed the air.
Ref Johnny Cage approached Sonya and slapped her behind. “Hey baby, good to see you again.”
“Sonya slapped his hand away. “Don't touch me, I'm still upset at you from our fight. So don't try to harass me.” She said and glared at Johnny.
“Take it easy, you know I wanted to win, and who better to help me then Kitana. You can't drop your guard around her, she tear you up.”
Sonya raised her fist at Johnny. “You cheated and cost me the win. I had you until she knocked me out.” She said, she hated to fight unfair battles. “If you were more of a man, you would have lost fair.”
Johnny folded his arms across his chest and smirked at Sonya. “All's fair in love and war, baby.” He leaned forward and puckered his lips. “Let me kiss you to make up for it.”
Sonya slapped Johnny hard across the face. “Shut up.”
“You'll pay for that.” Johnny said.
Kitana ran down the entrance ramp, she slid into the ring and crept up behind Sonya. She crouched down and balled her right hand into a fist.
“Forget you, Johnny.” Sonya said and turned to walk away.
Kitana propelled herself upward, slammed her right fist into Sonya's chin as she spun around.
Sonya staggered back and fell against the ring ropes, her arms became tangled in the top and middle ropes. “What the heck, what's wrong with you, Kitana.”
Kitana remained silent and approached Sonya. She slammed the heel of her left foot on Sonya's right hand.
Sonya screamed as pain pulsed through her hand.
Kitana grabbed Sonya's right thumb and bent it back. She released it when she heard it pop.
Sonya screamed louder, she realized her thumb was broken. But she was unable to focus on freeing her arms. She moaned and groaned as Kitana assaulted her with several punches to the abs.
Kitana grinned and rolled out of the ring, she grabbed a steel folding chair from ringside and slid back into the ring. She lifted the chair over her head and slammed it down on Sonya's right hand.
Sonya let out a blood curdling scream, tears ran down her face, she tried to ignore the pain, but Kitana refused to let her.
Kitana ran towards the north set of ropes, she bounced off and dropkicked Sonya's right hand.
Sonya was knocked free and fell face first to the mat. She pushed herself up to her knees with her left hand and glared at Kitana. “You bi-”
Kitana raised her right knee into Sonya's chin. She dragged Sonya to her feet by the hair and raised her off the ground in a vertical suplex, Kitana slammed Sonya's abs down onto the top rope. Sonya bounced off and slammed down on her back in the center of the ring.
Sonya grunted as her back hit the mat.
Kitana placed her left foot on Sonya's throat., and pressed down hard, “Give up and I'll go easy on you. The choice is yours, just know if you continue you'll come to regret it.”
“I'll – never- give in – to you.” Sonya forced the words out, she found it harder to breath the more Kitana pressed down on her windpipe. She grabbed Kitana's ankle and twisted it.
Kitana pulled her ankle from Sonya's grip and backed away. She leaned against the ropes, clutching her ankle.
Sonya rolled onto her stomach, she pushed herself to her knees, and rubbed her throat. Kitana limped towards Sonya, Sonya sprang to her knees and speared Kitana onto her back. Sonya grabbed Kitana's legs and trapped her in a figure-4-leglock. Kitana screamed and slapped the mat wildly, she was unable to reach the ropes. Sonya arched her hips, Kitana screamed even louder and tapped her submission. Ref Johnny called for the bell. Sonya released Kitana and dragged her to her feet, she she slammed her fist into her stunned foe's chin, Kitana was launched several feet into the air, she crashed down onto the mat, drool running down the corner of her mouth. Sonya stood over Kitana and bowed, she rolled out of the ring and led Johnny to the back.
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Yaxeni-Hulk vs Galactus
Yaxeni was relaxing in her bed when the phone rang, she jump out of bed and grabbed the receiver. "Hello, who is this?"
"Mr Oriquen, this is the president. Our satellites show that Galactus is on his way to Earth, we need your help to stop him.
"Fine, how can I help you." Yaxeni sighed, she had the feeling it was going to be a long day.
"Galactus is projected to land in the Mojave Desert. We need you to intercept him as soon as he sets down on the surface of the planet. The use of deadly force will be authorized. Your strength is the only thing that can save us right now."
Yaxeni smirked, she stared at her reflection in her night stand's mirror, she flexed her free arm, her baseball biceps bulged and swelled. "You can count on me."
A few hours later, Yaxeni was standing in the heart of the Mojave Desert. "This sure brings back memories, I wonder if the Hulk is still living out here, I'll have to pay him a visit when I get finished with Galactus. A large shadow fell over her, she looked up to see the fearsome Galactus lowering himself to the ground, he halted in mid-stride when he saw Yaxeni dressed in her black bikini.
"Who are you?" Galactus asked.
"Your worst nightmare!" Yaxeni flexed her arms in a double biceps pose, her arms began to bulge and swell to triple their mass. Galactus took two steps back, he gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. "A pitiful human like you can never beat me. You'd have to grow twice me size to stand a chance." Galactus charged Yaxeni, Yaxeni crouched down low as he approached. Galactus lifted his right foot and moved to bring it down on top of Yaxeni, Yaxeni grabbed the heel of his foot, she sprang from her crouched position knocking Galactus off balance. Galactus slammed down hard onto his back, a large sand cloud spread out over the area. Galactus slowly stood up, he glared down at Yaxeni. "You shall pay for that." Galactus swung his foot at Yaxeni, he managed to land a glancing blow across her abs, she hurtled backwards several hundred feet, she rolled in mid-air and landed on her feet. Galactus charged and closed the distance within a mere matter of seconds.
"Now you made me really angry." Yaxeni bellowed, she flexed in a most muscular pose. Her entire body bulged and swelled, her skin and hair turned green and she began to grow in height. Galactus had never seen a sight like this before, in a matter of seconds, Yaxeni was just as tall as he was- and that scared the heck out of him. Yaxeni grinned, she charged Galactus, she slammed into him and knocked him off his feet with a headjarring clothes-line. Galactus grunted as Yaxeni dragged him to his feet. Yaxeni shoved him onto his rear, she flexed once more and began to grow even bigger. She stood twice the size of Galactus, her biceps were as big around as he was, he giant massive pecs were bigger than his head.
"This is impossible." Galactus shreiked. Still Yaxeni continued to flex and grow, she was as tall as the Statue of Liberty and twice as big around. She bent down and scooped up Gaslactus in her right hand and stuck him between her cleavage, Galactus screamed as he tried to squirm out from between her breast, but suddenly Yaxeni flexed and crushed Galactus between her massive rock-hard pecs. Yaxeni ran her right hand between her pecs, she found no trace of Galactus. "That's too bad, I guess I showed him." Yaxeni flexed every muscle in her body, and she continued to grow bigger and bigger and bigger.
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Erica 'Diamond' Andersch vs Janet Tech
Monica Brant is stading inbetween Diamond and Janet, clutching a microphone in her right hands she smiles at the camera.
Monica: Hello wrestling fans, I'm excited to say I'm here with two spirited competitors- Diamond and Janet Tech, they're scheduled to face off in one of wrestling most terrifying matches- the casket match. Diamond, who do you think is going to emerge te victor tonight.
Diamond: If you've seen me on American Gladiators then you know how tough I can be. Janet has no idea what she's getting herself into.
Janet snatched the mic out of Monica's hand.
Janet: You think you're so great, Diamond, but when this match is over you're gonna be nothing but a 24 carat loser, and I'm going to break you like a piece of glass.
Janet threw the mic to the floor, she stepped forward and spit in Diamond's face. Monica shoved Janet back. Diamond wiped her face and glared at Janet.
Monica: Save it for the ring you two. Back to you Jillian and Kim.
(Ringside - Announcer's table)
Jillian: Thanks Monica. The special referee Raye Hollitt is already waiting in the ring. Hope she can be impartial for this match.
Kim: Zap is a lady of honor, tere's no doubting her integrity.
Jillian: Shut up Kim. (Kim rolls her eyes.
Diamond walks out onto the entrance stage dressed in her gladiators outfit, she runs down the ramp, she stops at the foot of the ramp and points to the casket sitting on a table along the eastern side of the ring side floor. Diamond rolls into the ring and walks up to Zap. Zap pats her down for foreign objects and gives a thumbs up.
Janet struts out onto the stage dressed in a red sports bra and red shorts and a pair of black suspenders, she cartwheels down the entrance ramp and backflips into the ring.She turns and walks up to Diamond and shouts in her face. Zap goes to pat her down, Janet takes a step back and jabs her forefinger in Zap's chest.
Janet: Don't touch me.
Zap shrugs her shoulders, she signals for the starting bell. Janet and Diamond lock up in a collar and elbow tie-up in the center of the ring. Diamond forces Janet back against the ropes. Janet grits her teeth, she pushes back and knees Diamond in her abs. Diamond doubles over clutching her abs. Janet slaps Diamond across the face, she grabs two handfuls of Diamond's hair and slams her onto her back. Janet slams her bare foot down on Diamond's chiseled chest.
Diamond grunts and rolls towards the edge of the ring, she pulls herself to her feet and glares at Janet, Janet grins and rushes Diamond, Diamond ducks down and hiptosses Janet to the outside of the ring. Janet lands on her back with a grunt.Diamond climbs up to the top turnbuckle and leaps off, Janet rolls to her feet, she catches Diamond in her arms and rams her back against the steel ring post. Diamond grunts as Janet bodyslams her onto the thinly padded ringside floor. Diamond crawls onto all fours, Janet kicks her in the ribs.
Janet turns her back to Diamond and flexes her biceps for the crowd. Diamond gets to her feet, she creeps up behind Janet and taps her on the shoulder., Janet turns to face Diamond, Diamond kicks Janet in the stomach and drops her with a swinging neck breaker. Diamonsd sits up and beats on her own chest with her fist, she stands up and drags Janet to her feet by her wrists. Diamond whips Janet facefirst into the steel ring post.
Janet staggers back, Diamond locks Janet in a full nelson. Janet groans as she struggles to free herself from Diamond's grip. Diamond lifts Janet off her feet and slams her to the floor. Diamond bends down to grab Janet's hair, Janet jams her thumbs into Diamond's eyes. Diamond stumbles back, Janet gets to her feet and grabs a handful of Diamond's hair. and leads her around the ring and over to the casket. Janet slams Diamond's forehead against the closed casket lid. Diamond fell to her knees, clutching her forehead. Janet opens the casket scoops Diamond in her arms and and slams her into the casket, she goes to close the lid, Diamond sits up and slams her fist into Janet's throat. Janet drops to her knees, spittle flies from her mouth. Diamond stands up inside the casket , she leaps and clotheslines Janet to the floor.
Diamond stands up and legdrops Janet across her throat. Diamond drags Janet to her feet, she scoops her dazed foe in her arms and drops her into the casket, she goes to close the lid, Janet thrusts her right leg up and catches Janet across the side of her head. Diamond staggers back, her back bumps up against the ring apron, Janet rolls out of the casket, she whips Diamond against the side of the casket, she presses Diamond's throat against the rim of the casket and slams the lid down on the back of Diamond's neck. Janet scoops Diamond in her arms and slams her down onto the steel ring steps. Diamond flops facefirst onto the floor. Janet stomps down on the back of Diamond's head several times.
Diamond rolls towards the ramp, she gets to her her feet and beckons to Janet. Janet rushes Diamond, Diamond lunges and knees Janet in her abs., she shoves Janet's head between her knees and powerbombs her to the floor. Diamond grabs Janet's ankles and drags her over to beside the casket, Diamond scoops her up and slams her into the casket, she slams the lid shut and latches the lock. Zap rolls out of the ring and raises Diamond's arm in victory. As Diamond bows to the crowd. Tonya 'Gold' Knight and Bev Francis run down to ringside.
Gold slams her fist against the back of Diamond's head, Diamond drops to her knees. Zap rushes Bev, Bev grabs by the throat and chokeslams her onto the lid of the casket. Gold drops Diamond onto her stomach with the Glam Slma, Bev throws Zap across the back of her shoulders locking her in the torture rack. Gold drags Diamond to her feet and Irish whips her into the announcer's table. Gold bodyslams Diamond onto the announcer's table. Zap screams as Bev tosses her on top of Diamond. Gold climbs to the top turnbuckle and leaps off, Kim and Jillian scrable to safety as Gold slams down on top of Diamond and Zap. shattering the table into several pieces. Bev helps Gold to her feet, they high-five and walk to the back patting each other on the back.
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Dara Torres vs Chrissy Zmijewski
(Ringside- Announcer's table)
Jillian Michaels: Welcome back wrestling fans, our next match promises to be a messy one when Dara takes on Chrissy in a mud wrestling match.
Kim Lyons: Tonight we've swapped the ring mat with a mud pit. Let's go to the back where Monica Brant is standing by with our competitors.
(Backstage)
Monica stood between Dara and Chrissy, she clutched a microphone in her right hand. Dara was dressed in a red bikini, her hair tied up in a ponytail. Chrissy was dressed in a silver bikini, her hair tied in pigtails.
Monica: Dara, you're wrestling in a mud match, do you think that will affect your performance tonight.
Dara: When you step into that ring you have to leave your doubts back in the locker room. No matter if it's mud or jello, you have to be ready for your opponent.
Monica: Thanks Dara. Chrissy, who do you think will win tonight, you or Dara.
Chrissy: Losing is not an option. I came here to win and that's what I'm going to do. Dara should feel right at home in the mud, she looks like a pig.
Monica: Back to you Kim and Jillian.
(Ring Area)
Dara walked out onto the entrance stage to a standing ovation, the Olympic champion bowed to the crowd then ran down the ramp.Cold mud squished between her toes as she climbed into the ring, she walked towards Ref Sunny in the ankle deep substance.
CVhrissy emerged from the back and sprinted to the ring. She climbed up to the top turnbuckle and crouched down, she beckoned to Dara.
Dara scooped up a handful of mud and slung it at Chrissy. Chrissy hopped down from the turnbuckle and ducked dwon, the clump of mud sailing harmlessly over head.and splattered against the turnbuckle. Chrissy lunged at Dara and tackled her to the mat, she grabbed a handful of mud and smooshed it in Dara's eyes. Dara blindly groped about and grabbed Chrissy's pigtails, she flipped Chrissy onto her back. Chrissy squealed and rolled up onto her knees, she slapped Dara across her stomach. Chrissy stood up and stomped Dara's abs, she rolled Dara onto her stomach and presed Dara's face into the mud.
Dara grabbed Chrissy's ankles and sent her flopping onto her back. Dara got to her feet and kicked Chrissy in her ribs, she dragged Chrissy to her feet and bodyslammed her into the mud. Dara rolled on top of Chrissy.
1...2... Chrissy kicked out. Dara sat up and slapped Chrissy's abs, Chrissy lifted one leg and slammed her heel into Dara's chin. Chrissy rolled to her feet, she stomped repeatedly on Dara's abs. Chrissy dragge Dara to her feet and kneed her abs.. Dara doubled over clutching her midsection. Chrissy hooked her right leg over and around Dara's neck , she grabbed Dara's left arm and wrenched it back in the Japanese twist, Dara staggered around the ring bearing Chrissy's full body weight upon her. Dara dropped to her knees. Chrissy broke the hold and shoved Dara's face into the mud.
Chrissy straddled Dara's back, she grabbed Dara's bikini bottoms and slid them off, she stuffed Dara's mud stained bottoms into her mouth. then smacked Dara's bare ass. Chrissy stood up and kicked Dara in her ribs, she grabbed Dara's hair and jerked her to her feet. Dara slammed her fist into Crhissy's abs, she ddted Chrissy head into the mud. Dara pulled her bottoms out of her mouth and wrapped them around Chrissy's throat, choking her brutally. Dara snapmared Chrissy over her shoulder and slammed her down to the mud.Dara grabbed a struggling Chrissy's bikini bra and ripped it off, she threw it into the stands., she straddled Chrissy's waist and squeezed er breasts. Chrissy groaned as she tried to push Dara back. Dara bashed Chrissy's throat with her forearm, she rolled to her feet and leg dropped Chrissy's groin.
Dara went for a second leg drop, but Chrissy slammed her heel into Dara's crotch. Dara fell to her knees, Chrissy sat up and smushed a handful of mud into Dara's face., she dragged Dara to her feet and set her up for a piledriver. Dara reversed momentum into a back body drop. Dara rolled Chrissy onto her stomach and locked the camel clutch. Dara tugged back on Chrissy's chin. Chrissy screamed and flailed her hands. "Say it Chrissy, say you give up!" Dara shouted.
"Chrissy tired fighting through the pain, but Dara's strength was too great to overcome. "I give up.!" Crhissy screamed, Ref Sunny called for the bell, she raised Dara's arm in victory. Dara released Crhissy. she climbed up to the top turnbuckle and raised her fists in the air.The crowd chanted Dara's name.
Chrissy staggered to her feet, she crept up on a distracted Dara and bashed her across the back, she slung Dara to the mud and repeatedly kicked her downed opponent in the ribs.
Rebecca Soni ran into the ring, she speared Chrissy to the mud. Rebecca dragged Chrissy to her feet and bulldogged her to the mud, she rolled rolled Chrissy onto her stoamch and placed her in the surfboard hold.
Laura London stormed the ring carrying a steel folding chair, she slammed the chair down on Rebecca's head. Rebecca pitched forward and fell facefirst into the mud. Laura repeatedly brought the chair down on Rebecca's back. Dara charged laura and tackled her to the mat. Laura slung a handful of mud into Dara's face.Chrissy crept up on Dara and trapped her in the full nelson and jerked her to her feet. Laura stood up and pummeled Dara's abs. After several repeated blows, Dara sank to her knees gasping for air. Chrissy shoved Dara's face into the mud, Laura ripped off Dara's top and twirled it over her head before throwing it to the crowd.
Laura grabbed Dara's hair and jerked her to her feet, she whipped Dara into the corner, Dara Dara slammed backfirst against the turnbuckles and slumped down in the corner.
Chrissy ran at Dara and connected with the bronco buster. Laura pressed her foot against Dara's throat while holding the top rope. Rebecca staggered to her feet, Chrissy kneed her in the groin, Laura threw Rebecca over her knee. Chrissy ripped off Rebecca's leotard and slapped her ass with a handful of mud. Laura shoved Rebecca off her knee and pressed her face into the mud. Chrissy high-fived Laura.
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Sue Gafner vs Shawn Michaels
Sue strutted down the entrance ramp dressed in a purple bikini, she he stopped at the foot of the steel ring steps and flexed her biceps for the crowd, she rolled into the ring and was greeted by Referee Nicole Bass. Sue walked over to one corner of the ring and sat atop the top turnbuckle, she brushed her hair from over her eyes and and glared at Shawn Michaels as he emerged from the backstage area. Shawn stood at the head of the ramp accompanied by Road Dogg, Billy Gunn and X-Pac.
Shawn rolled into the ring, his lackeys spread out along the ringside floor. Shawn smirked and slowly walked towards Sue. Sue stood up and and shouted at her foe. Shawn looked to his left and then his right and shrugged his shoulders. Sue crouched down on the turnbuckle., as she went to leap off, Billy jumped onto the apron and shoved her to the mat.Shawn pounced on Sue and clobbered her back with his fists, he grabbed a handful of her hair and jerked her to her feet. Sue kneed Shawn's groin, he dropped to his knees, Sue slapped him across the face. Shawn staggered back, with a growl he lunged at Sue, they tumbled to the mat kicking and puching one another. Sue grabbed Shawn by his throat and choked him tightly.
Shawn raked Sue's eyes, Sue rolled away and rubbed at her eyes, she stumbled to her feet and groped blindly about the ring.. Shawn crept up behind Sue and dropped her with a forearm smash across the back of her neck.. Sue fell to her knees, she thrust out her hands to keep her balance, she rolled to her feet and charged at Shawn, Shawn grabbed Sue's wrist and Irish whipped her into the corner. Sue's back thudded hard against the turnbuckles. X-Pac climbed onto the ring apron behind Sue and pinned her arms over the ropes.
Shawn barreled in Sue's abs with his shoulder, Sue grunted and slumped down in the corner. Shawn walked to the opposite corner, he blew a kiss to Sue, he charged at her going for the bronco buster, but she rolls out of the ring and Shawn's groin collides with the ring post.Sue rolls to her feet, she reaches under the ring and pulls out a leather whip. Billy Gunn charges her, she lashes the whip and strikes Billy between the eyes, he falls to the ground clutching his face. Road Dogg sneaks up behind Sue and locks her in the full nelson.
Shawn rolls out of the ring and jerks the whip from Sue's hands, he steps back and and lashes Sue's abs. Sue screams and drops to her knees. Shawn walks up to Sue, he grabs the sides of her head and presses her face against his crotch and grinds in her face. X-Pac grabs a handful of Sue's hair and slams her onto her back. Shawn drags Sue to her feet and bends her over, Billy connects with the Fame-Asser to the back of Sue's neck. Sue laid spread-eagled on the ringside floor. Billy and Road Dogg grabbed each of Sue's arms and lifted her to her feet. Shawn landed the sweet chin music to Sue's jaw., Sue collapsed into a crumpled heap. X-Pac tossed Sue into the ring and laid her on her stomach. Billy and Road Dogg lifted Sue onto her knees. Shawn pulled down his pants and pressed his ass cheeks in Sue's face.
Billy and Road Dogg ripped off Sue's bikini and threw it ito the stands, they slammed Sue onto her back. Shawn squatted down on Sue's face and flexed his biceps. Ref Nicole dropped to her knees.
1...2...3. Nicole raised Shawn's arm in victory Shawn stood over Sue and laughed. Nicole threw Sue over her shoulder, she followed D-X back to their dressing room.
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Laura Bass vs Melissa Coates
Laura walked out onto the entrance stage dressed in a Wonder Woman costume, a small leather pouch hung from her belt. She walked down the ramp and waved to the crowd, they greeted her with thunderous applause. She rolled into the ring and stood with her hands on her hips.Ref Kelly Ryan stood in the center of the ring.
Guest commentatots Alexandra Paul and Cobie Smulders sat at the announcers table.
Alex: We're back and next up Laura will face Melissa in a no holds barred match.
Cobie: There's no love loss between these two. Their animosity goes back to their bodybuilding days.
Alex: So Cobie, Who do you think is going to emerge the victor?
Cobie: Pult my money on Laura, she looks smoking hot in that Wonder Woman costume. Woooooo!
Melissa rode rode a zipline down to the ring dressed in a Supergirl costume, she unbuckled the harness from around her waist as her feet touched down on the mat, she stood with her back to Laura and flexed a double biceps pose, her massive arms bulging with thick hard muscles.
Laura charged Melissa and landed a double sledgehammer punch toinbetwqeen her shoulderblades, Melissa dropped to her knees. Laura dropkicked the back of Melissa's neck. Melissa fell flat on her face, she rolled onto her back and stood up as if unfazed by Laura's attack, she wagged her finger in Laura's face.
Melissa lunged at Laura, Laura jumped back and rolled out of the ring, she crawled under the ring apron. Melissa somersaulted over the top rope and landed on her feet on the ringside floor. she peered under the apron. Laura flung herself at Melissa and pressed a wash cloth over her mouth. Melissa grasped Laura's wrist, she felt dizzy and the room began to spin. Melissa fell to the fell in a crumpled heap. Laura scooped up her prone body and rolled it into the ring, she reached under the apron and pulled out a straightjacket and a taser. Laura climbeb into the ring and strapped Melissa into the straightjacket.
Melissa awoke, she found herself lying on her back, she tried to move her arms but the straightjacket held firm.
Laura held the taser in her right hand, and a mic in her left. "You think you're so damn clever, Melissa, coming to the ring dressed as Supergirl. For that I'm going to give you a super beatdown." Laura flopped down between Melissa's legs and pressed the taser against her groin.
Melissa's muscular body convulsed, she smiled and moan with ecstasy. Laura turned up the voltage, she was horrified when she realized Melissa was enjoying it. Melissa wrapped her legs around Laura's waist and squeezed tight, Laura flailed as she gasped for air, she leaned forward and raked Melissa'a eyes. Melissa rolled back and sprang to her feet, she flexed her entire body, the restraints on the straightjacket snapped., Melissa threw it to the outside of the ring.
Laura staggered to her feet, she fumbled for the pouch hanging from her belt and held out a glowing green orb the size of a ping pong ball and pointed it at Melissa. Melissa rushed forward, suddenly her movements grew sluggish, she dropped to her knees and clutched the sides of her head. Laura pressed the orb against Melissa's forehead. Melissa's eyes rolled up and she fell flat on her face.
Laura stood over Melissa and flexed her biceps., she laughed and leaned down in Melissa's face. "That's Kryptonite, sweetie, your only weakness. And now you're powerless to stop me. Laura stomped repeatedly on Melissa's shoulderblades. Laura rolled out of the ring, she threw a kendo stick, folding chair, trash can lid into the ring, she grabbed the folding chair and whacked Melissa across her back several times. Laura laid the chair over Melissa head., she climbed up to th top turnbuckle and leapt off, she connected with a leg drop to Melissa's head.
With her last ounce of strength, Melissa grabbed the orb, she staggered to her feet and hurled the orb, it sailed through the air and struck the jumbotrom shattering it into several shards that rained down on the entrance stage. Laura gaped open mouth at the destruction. Melissa flexed in a crab pose, her full power came flooding back.
Laura grabbed the kendo stick and smacked Melissa over her head,, it snapped in two, Melissa turned and wagged her finger at Laura, she lunged. Laura fled to the ringside area. Melissa glared at Laura, beams of red light shot from her eyes and struck Laura's abs. Laura dropped to one knee clutching her midsection, she stared down at the mat planning her next move, a shadow fell over her, she looked up and saw Melissa standing over her.
Melissa grabbed Laura's throat with one hand and lifted her into the air, Laura's feet dangling beneath her. Melissa choke-slammed Laura, she dragged her to her feet by her hair and backhanded her across the face., Laura tried to crawl away but Melissa grabbed her ankles and spun her around in a circle, she let go and sent Laura crashing into the security barricade.
Melissa leapt high into the air and landed a devastating elbow drop to the back of Laura's head. Laura laid on the floor unresponsive. Melissa hurled Laura into the ring and dropped to her beside Laura. Melissa removed Laura's belt, bracelets and tiara, she went for the pin but hesitated. Melissa dragged Laura to her feet and wrapped her arms around Laura's waist, pinning to her arms to her side. Melissa squeezed tight, she laughed as she heard bones crack.
With Laura unable to defend herself, Kelly called for the bell, she raised Melissa's hand in victory. Melissa threw Laura to the mat, she pulled off her cape and draped it over Laura's prone body, she rolled out of the ring and returned to her dressing room.
Kelly crouched down beside Laura, she motioned to the back, two female paramedics rushed out carrying a stretcher. They loaded Laura onto the stretcher and carried her back to the infirmary.
Alex: IT looks like Laura is going to be out of action for awhile.
Cobie: What was your first clue bimbo?
Alex: you've lost the bet, time to pay up.
Cobie: Screw you. (flips Alex the bird.
Alex stood up and slammed her fist into Cobie's mouth. Cobie fell onto her ass. Alex pulls off her headset and wraps the cord around Cobie's throat. Ref Kelly jumps in between the two of them and shoves Alex back. "If you want a fight, save it for the ring."
Cobie sat up and wiped the blood from her mouth. "Fine with me."
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Michi Ritz vs Bret Hart 2
Bret stood next to the water cooler when Michi found him she slapped the paper cup out of his hand water spilled down his chest. Bret glared at Michi. "Are you crazy?"
Michi backhanded Bret's face, she jabbed him in the chest with her index finger. "I want a rematch, I was unprepared last time, but now I'm going to destroy you." Michi's ripped body glistened with sweat. in her skimpy black bikini.
Bret grabbed a paper cup and filled it with water, he took a sip and smirked at Michi.She started to say something but he spit water in her eyes. Michi threw her hands over her eyes, Bret shovewd her head between his knees and pile drove her head onto the concrete floor. He grabbed her ankles and locked her in the sharpshooter. Michi screamed and pounded her fists against the floor.
Two musclebound female security guards ran down the hallway, Bret saw them and released Michi, he fled down the hallwayand returned to his dressing room. Michi laid on her side clutching her back.
Several minutes later, Bret stood in the corner of the ring waiting for Michi, a bored look on his face. Michi walked out onto the entrance stage still clutching her back, she strutted down the ramp and rolled into the ring. Ref Alundra Blayze called for the bell.
Bret offered his hand to Michi. "May the best man win." Michi shook Bret's hand, when she went to pull it back, Bret lunged and kneed her abs. Michi doubled over, gasping for air. Bret slammed his elbow down on the back of Michi's neck. Michi fell to her knees, she headbutted Bret's groin. Bret dropped to his knees. Michi caught Bret across the throat with a forearm smash. Bret fell onto his back with a thud. Michi stood up and stomped Bret's left knee.
Michi dragged Bret to his feet, she slapped him across the chest, he staggered back into the corner. Michi cartwheeled towards Bret and landed a handspring elbow to his chest. Bret slumped down in the corner, Michi pressed her palms against Bret's granite hard pecs, she kissed his chin, she kneed him in the groin while still kissing him. Bret headbutted Michi's forehead, he caught her with the sidewalk slam, bret propped his elbow on Michi's chest.
1...2... Michi kicked out, she cupped Bret's chin in her hand and shoved him onto his back. Michi grabbed Bret's head and wrapped her legs around his neck.she squeezed tightly. Bret flailed his arms searching for a way out. "Don't be afraid to give up Bret, I won't think any less of you. I"ll make it worth your wild." Michi's lips curled into a wide grin.
Unable to breathe, Bret tapped out. Alundra raised Michi's arm in victory. Michi straddled Bret's chest, her groin pressing against his pecs, she leaned down and kissed Bret's lips. Bret could feel his boner coming on fast., Michi scooted back, she grabbed Bret's shoulder straps and slid them off, she pulled his unitard down around his ankles.
Michi smirked when she saw Bret's boner, she pulled off his boxers and playfully slapped the shaft of his penis, she licked the tip of his penis. Michi jerked Bret off and kissed his abs, she slithered up his body and kissed his lips. Bret grinned.
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Dara Torres vs Chrissy Zmijewski and Laura London
(Ringside-Announcer's table)
Jillian Michaels: Dara is in for the fight of her life because she'll be taking on Chrissy and Laura in a 2 vs 1 tag match.
Kim Lyons: It's a mistake for Dara to head into this on her own, the odds clearly aren't in her favor.
Jillian: And here comes Dara now, dressed in a star spangled sports bra and red and white striped workout shorts., She's in the ring now next to Ref Summer Sanders.
Kim: Chrissy and Laura on their way to the ring., dressed in matching silver bikinis. Chrissy climbs into the ring, Laura stands on the northwest corner of the ring apron. Chrissy and Dara stare each other down in the center of the ring while locking up in a elbow and collar tie up. Chrissy shoves Dara onto her back, Dara kips up and nails Chrissy's chest with her forearm. Chrissy staggers back, she lunges and spears Dara to the mat. Chrissy slams the back of Dara's head against the mat. Dara rakes Chrissy's eyes. Chrissy rubs at her eyes. Dara lands an uppercut to Chrissy's chin. Chrissy flops onto her back. Dara straddles Chrissy's waist, she lands several punches to Chrissy's chest.
Jillian: Fight back, Chrissy. Chrissy nails Dara's throat with an open palm strike, she backhands Dara and flips her taller foe onto her back.. Chrissy lands a knee drop to Dara's groin. Laura stands in the corner laughing and clapping. Chrissy drags Dara to her feet and Irish whips her into the corner where Laura is waiting. Chrissy tags in Laura as Dara slams into the turnbuckles. Laura and Chrissy pummel Dara's abs with their fists.
Kim: Come on, Summer. don't just stand there, get Chrissy out of there. Dara slumps down, Chrissy climbs out onto the apron, Laura slaps Dara's jaw., she sits Dara on the top turnbuckle and and suplexes her to the mat. Laura goes for the pin.
1...2...Dara kicks out. Laura is shocked, she punches Dara's abs and stand up.
Jillian: Dara grabs Laura's ankles and trips her, she mountas Laura's chest. Laura pokes Dara's eyes, she knocks Dara onto her back and knees Dara in the ribs. Laura grabs Dara's ankles and flips her into a Boston Crab. Dara screams and are horrible to listen to, she'd better hurry up and tap.
Kim: Don't give up Dara, focus. Chrissy climbs into the ring, she crouches dowen by Dara's face and slaps her. Dara glares at Chrissy. Chrissy spits a green mist in Dara's face.
Jillian: Good thinking Chrissy. Dara rubs at her eyes, Laura leans back further. Dara pounds her fists on the mat. Dara's got the ropes, Summer orders Laura to break. Laura releases Dara and backs up. Dara rolls onto her back, she's ghaving a hard time getting to her feet, Laura kicks the back of Dara's knee. Chrissy LAura places Dara's left ankle on the bottom rope and hits a buttdrop to her ankle. Chrissy drags Dara to her feet and holds her throat against the top rope.Laura jumps off the top turnbuckle and elbow drops the back of Dara's head.Dara flops onto her back and convulses on the mat. Laura grabs a steel chair and rolls into the ring. Chrissy pulls a dazed Dara to her feet, abd holds her arms behind her back. Laura slams the chair over Dara's head. Dara collapses into a writhing heap on the mat.
Kim: Dara is finished. Please pin her and be done with it, Laura.
Jillian: Chrissy drags Dara to her feet and sets her up in the corner. Summer places a wet rag over Dara's mouth. Dara flails her arms, after resisting for a few moments her arms go limp at her sides. How unlucky for poor Dara, betrayed by her best friend. Laura rubs her groin in Dara's face.
Kim: Wait, here comes Rebecca Soni, she storms into the ring, Chrissy turns and Rebecca connects with a dropkick to her chest. LAura grabs Rebecca as she getting to her feet and shets her up for the bulldog, Rebecca reverses and hits Laura with a german suplex. Rebecca kips up.
Jillian: Summer leaps onto Rebecca's back and holds the rag over her mouth. Rebecca can't seem to shake off Summer. Rebecca drops to her knees.Chrissy and Laura are back up, they pummel Rebcca's back and neck. Rebecca lies on the mat unresponsive and unable to defend herself.
Kim: Someone put a stop to this. Summer shoves Rebecca onto her back. Summer, Chrissy, and Laura hug in the center of the ring. I hope they're proud of themselves.
Jillian: I know I'm proud of them.
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Monica Brant vs Cynthia Bridges
(Ringside)
Jillian: Our next match is noit for the faint of heart. Monica faces Cynthia in the dreaded casket match.
Kim: Let's take you back to last week when Monica interviewed Cynthia.
(Jumbotron-footage) Monica is standing in the backstage hallway dressed in a black bikini, Cynthia dressed in a yellow bikini.
Monica: Welcome to the UFWL, Cynthia, it's a pleasure to have you here.
Cynthia: I shouldn't expect any less. After all, I'm the world's most beautiful woman. When my work is done here here, I'll be the last woman standing on top.
Monica: Careful, a lot of women can claim that title, myself included.
Cynthia snatched the mic out of Monica's hand.
Cynthia: Then prove it, I challenge you to a casket match. Meet me in the ring next week or I'll come looking for you.
Cynthia threw the mic at Monica, Monica caught it.
Monica: I accept.
Monica offered her hand and Cynthia shook it, Cynthia lunged and kneed Monica's groin, she bodyslammed Monica onto the concrete floor, she laughed and walked off.
Jillian: And Monica is already making her way to the ring, her tight muscular body glistening with sweat. Have you ever seen a sexier woman.
Kim: Everytime I look in the mirror.(Kim giggles) And here comes Cynthia. Looking fantastic in her yellow bikini, her taut hard muscles glistening with sweat.
Jillian: Stop ogling her, dummy. Wipe the drool from your chin.
Kim: As you can see the casket is sitting oon a table along the eastern side of the ringside floor. I'd hate to be forced into one of those.
Jillian: Same here. Ref Kiana Tom is calling for the bell, Moni9ca flexing her biceps. Cynthia shakes her head, she lunges and slams her fist into Monica's abs. Monica doubles over clutching her abs. Cynthia knees Monica's chin. Monica flops onto her back, Cynthia drags Monica to her feet and bodyslams her to the mat.
Kim: Monica gets to her knees, Cynthia lands a spinning heel kick to Monica's jaw, she flops down onto her back again. Cynthia wasting little time stomps on Monica's abs. Get up, Monica.
Jillian: It's been all Cynthia so far this match, if Monica doesn't gain some momentum she'll be staring at the inside of the casket. Cynthia with the leg drop across Monica's throat., she rolls to her feet and stomps Monica's chest.
Kim: Monica grabs Cynthia's ankles and kniock her onto her back.. Monica catapaults Cynthiato the ringside floor. Monica rolls out of the ring and drags Cynthia to her feet, Cynthia rakes Monica's face. She sets Monica up for the powerbomb and slams her down on top of the closed casket.
Jillian: Monica looks like she's hurt, I'd be surprised if she's able to continue this match. Cynthia's got the casket opened, she's signalling to the crowd by dragging her thumb across her throat. She scoops Monica up and and slams her into the casket, the lid is coming down.
Kim: Monica lands a heel to the side of Cynthia's head, Cynthia goes down to her knees. Monica crawls out of the casket she drops down onto the floor beside Cynthia. Both women are struggling to get back onto their feet.. Monica is up first, she kicks Cynthia in her ribs. She straddles Cynthia's back and clamps her in the camel clutch.
Jillian: Monica seems to have turned the match in her favor, just listen to Cynthia squeal. She releases the camel clutch and butt drops the back of Cynthia's neck. Monica applies a leg scissors to Cynthia's throat, it looks like Cynthia is in real trouble.
Kim: Monica drags Cynthia to her feet and tosses her into the casket, she slams her fist into Cynthia's throat. And the casket lid is down. Monica wins. Ref Kiana approaches Monica to congratulate her. Kiana raises Monica's arm in victory. Without warning Kiana bashes Monica's face with her forearm. Monica goes down like a ton of bricks. Kiana opens the casket and helps Cynthia out of it.
Jillian. Kiana and Cynthia take turns pummeling Monica as she lies motionless on the ringside floor. I wouldn't trade places with Monica for any reason. Wait, here comes Aimee Cinzori running down the ramp with a steel chair. Kiana and Cynthia flee through the crowd, Aimee scoops Monica in her arms and carries her to the back.
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Raye 'Zap' Hollitt vs Mr Perfect
Unaware of Dallas's predicament, Zap walked out onto the entrance stage dressed in her gladiator outfit, she waved to the crowd as she ran down the ramp and rolled into the ring. Mr Perfect was already waiting for her in the ring, dressed in a yellow spandex siglet, he stood beside Ref Beth Horn.
Mr Perfect approached Zap and offered his hand. "Let's have a fair clean fight." Zap shook his hand.
"Hey, Zap." Crush's voice echoed throughout the arena.
Zap's gaze shifted to the jumbotron screen. Crush was standing in her dressing room. "You need to keep a better watch on your friends, lest they get ambushed." Crushed sidestepped to her right, behind her Dallas was chained naked to the wall by her wrists and ankles. Zap gasped.
Crush walked over to Dallas and punched her abs repeatedly. Dallas 's screams were muffled by the strip of duct tape covering her mouth. Fury and Hellga stood on either side of Dallas curling her hair into pigtails. Stealth kneed Dallas's groin. Crush cupped Dallas's chin in her hand and kissed her lips., she rubbed her hand over Dallas's groin and shoved tweo fingers into her prisoner's vagina. Dallas moaned. Crush leaned in by Dallas's ear. "I hope you like girl on girl. Don't be afraid to experiment." Crush licked her ear.
Back in the ring, Zap made her way towards the ropes. Mr Perfect grabbed her wrist and pulled her close against his body He suplexed her onto her head. Zap laid spread-eagled on her back Mr Perfect straddled Zap's throat, his groin pressed against her face.
1...2...3. Beth raised Mr Perfect's hand victory, they hugged and she kissed him.
Crush led a struggling Dallas out onto the entrance stage, she yanked on the chain connected to the manacle around Dallas's throat. Dallas crawled down the ramp on all fours. Crush rolled into the ring and stood over Zap. "Poor thing, no wonder you're such an easy target, never take your eyes off your enemy."
Fury and Steel tossed Dallas into the ring, Dallas stood up and glared defiantly at Crush. Crush pointed at Dallas and then pointed at Zap. "Attack." Crush said. Dallas folded her arms across her chest and refused to move. Crush yanked on the chain and dragged her towards Zap. "Do it or you'll be sorry."
Dallas sighed, she dragged Zap to her feet and bodyslammed her to the mat. She lifted Zap over her head and press slammed her onto her stomach.
Ice ran down the entrance ramp and rolled into the ring, Fury and Steel grabbed her by the elbows and and shoved her into the corner, Crush slammed her fist into Ice's abs. Ice doubled over, Crush ripped open the front of Ice's top and slapped her exposed breasts. Crush beckoned to Dallas. Dallas approached Ice, she kneed her friend's groin and whispered in her ear. "Do blondes really have have more fun?" Dallas wrapped her arms around Ice's waist and squeezed her tightly, a sadistic grin spread across her lips. Dallas shook Ice like a ragdoll then suplexed her onto the mat. Crush hugged Dallas, she removed the manacle from around Dallas's throat and placed it on Zap.
Sky, Siren, Lace and Elektra stormed the ring. Sky choke-slammed Steel, Siren dropkicked Fury out of the ring. Lace scooped up Beth and bodyslammed her against the turnbuckles. Elektra charged Crush, Dallas stepped into Elektra's path and felled her with a vicious clothesline. Sky, Sire and Lace circled Crush and Dallas.
Hellga, Stealth, Jet and Phoenix surrounded the ring. Fury and Beth got to their feet as their backup entered the ring. With foes on all sides, the Good Gladiators had nowhere to run. Hellga and Fury barreled into Sky, Jet and Phoenix pounced on Siren and pummeled her with their fists. Stealth hooked Lace's arms from behind, Beth kneed her in the groin. Crush grabbed a microphone and paced around the ring. "Some of you may be asking yourselves 'How could you, Dallas'. I'll tell you why. Dallas knows a winning team when she sees one. And now with her, Gold and Crhissy Zmijewski on our side, We will rule this ring."
Dallas took the mic. "A strong woman need to surround herself with strong allies. Sorry Zap babe, but this is business." Dallas dragged Zap to her feet, as she shoved Zap's head between her knees the lights dimmed.
CEO Stephanie Mcmahon walked out onto the entrance stage flank by a platoon of thirty musclebound female security guards. "If you ladies want to beat each others brains out, then by all means go ahead, but I have other plans.You're all going to compete in a battle royal to settle the score once and for all. The last woman in the ring will be crowned the World's Strongest Gladiator. So until then- Play nice." Stephanie gestured to the guards, they stormed the ring and restrained the Bad Gladiators, leading them out of the ring in handcuffs.
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Dale Tomita vs Cameo Kneuer 2
Cameo paced the hallway in front of her dressing room door, dressed in a purple bikini. and black knee-high leather boots. She halted mid-stride when she saw her sister Cory Everson round the corner. dressed in a tight fitting green sundress, she carried a dufflebag in her hand. Cameo grasped her sister's shoulders. "Did you get everything?"
Cory nodded. "Don't worry, your big sister has got your back." Cory patted Cameo on the the back and tossedher the duffle bag.
Cameo unzipped the dufflebag, she grinned when she peered inside. "Naughty girl. Let's go see Dale., but first call Denise and tell her to meet us there."
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Dale sat at her dressing room table brushing her hair, dressed in a black bikini. She smiled at her reflection in the mirror. She set the brush on the tabletop and headed for the door when it burst off it's hinges. Cory entered the room weilding a a large sledgehammer, Cameo shuffled in behind her., they backed Dale into the corner, Cory grabbed Dale by the shoulders and pressed her back against the wall. Cameo pulled a long metal chain with a dog collar attached to each end out of the dufflebag." "You look like a dog, you might as well dress like one." Cameo strapped one collar around Dale's throat and the other around her own.
Cameo tugged on the chain and jerked Dale to her knees. Cory stepped Dale and clamped her in the full nelson. Cameo pummeled Dale's abs with her fists and knees. Dale doubled over and spat on Cameo's boot. Cameo slapped Dale's face. Cory pushed Dale onto her belly and smacked her across the butt.
Cameo pulled a foot long rubber dildo from the dufflebag while Cory slid off Dale's bikini bottoms. Cameo rammed the dildo into butthole vigorously. Dale writhed and moaned, Cameo slid in between Dale's legs and grabbed her hips, she dry humped Dale. Cory grabbed the dildo and rammed one end into Dale's mouth. Dale gagged and choked on it as Cory pulled it out of her mouth. Cameo locked Dale in the camel clutch, Cory slapped Dale across the face with the dildo, she laughed and licked Dale's chin and face.
Dale gritted her teeth, flexing her biceps she powered out of Cameo's clutches, she roese to her knees, Cameo still clinging to her back. Dale grabbed a handful of Cameo's flowing blonde hair and bodyslammed her to the floor. Cory lunged, Dale caught Cory's right wrist and wrenched the dildo out of Cory's grasp, she kneed Cory's groin. Cory opened her mouth to scream, Dale crammed the dildo into Cory's mouth. Cory fought back the urge to gag. Dale landed a roundhouse kick to Cory's left temple, Cory dropped to the floor like a sack of potatoes.
Cameo stood up, she jerked the chain dragging Dale closer to her. Cameo slammed her fist into Dale's groin, Dale dropped to her knees, Cameo wrapped the chain around Dale's throat. Dale flailed her arms gasping for air as Cameo pulled tighter on the chain. Dale clawed at the bikini bottoms, the strings holding them up come loose and they slid todwon around her ankles. Dale slammed her fist into Cameo's exposed vagina. Cameo's grip slackened as she sank to her knees. Dale unwrapped the cahin from around her throat, she lunged at the kneeling Cameo and slammed her onto her back. Dale ripped off Cameo's top and slapped her breasts while straddling her waist.
Unnoticed by Dale, cory got to her feet, she snuck up behind Dale and locked her in a reverse bearhug. and hoisted Dale off her feet, Dale's legs flailing helplessly in the air.her arms pinned to her side. Cameo staggered to her feet, she walked over to Dale's nightstand and rummaged through the top drawer, she grabbed a bottle of baby oil, baby powder and jar of vaseline. she uncapped the babyoil and squirted a large glob onto her firm perky breasts and smeared it all over her body. Cameo smirked and squirted baby oil in Dale's eyes. She uncapped the baby powder and a tossed a handful of powder at Dale., she opened the jar of vaselise and smeared some on Dale's lips.
Dale spat in Cameo's eyes, she flexed her biceps forcing Cory to release her grip. She spun to face Cory, and kneed her crotch. Dale scooped Cory up and bodyslammed her onto her coffee table splintering it down the middle.. Dale grabbed a coffee table leg and whacked Cory's groin with it. Cory moaned and clutched at her crotch. Dale landed a spinning heel kick to the Cameo's jaw. Cameo sank to her knees. Dale stood behind Cameo and and choked her with the table leg.
Cameo flailed her arms. Gasping for air, she elbowed Dale's groin. Dale double over., Cameo wrapped the chain around her left hand and and slammed it against Dale's throat. Dale gurgled and dropped to her knees, spittle flew from her lips.
Denise Rutkowski barged into Dale's dressing room. dressed in a black and white striped bikini., she stepped over the broken pieces of door and approached Cameo.
Cameo glared at Denise. "It's about time you showed up. Learn to tell-
Denise grabbed Cameo by her throat, she hoisted her into the air and chokeslammed her onto the floor. Denise threw Dale atop Cameo and dropped to her knees.
1...2...3. Denise raised Dale's arm in victory. Dale unfastened the dog collar from around her throat and placed it around Cory's neck. Dale offered her hand, Denise slapped it away. she grabbed Dale's throat and choke-slammed her on top of Cameo. "I'm coming for your title next Dale." Denise stomped Dale's groin, then stomped on Cameo's groin.
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Gina Davis vs Alundra Blayze
Alundra sat down in the chair facing Stephanie Mcmahon's desk. "What did you need to see me about boss." She was dressed in a sleeveless rainbow striped unitard and knee-high black leather boots. Her hands were folded in her lap.
Stephanie leaned forward in her chair. "Gina Davis is becoming a threat, I need you to soften her up."
Alundra nodded. "Sure, I could use a little challenge right now. I won't let you down." Alundra stood up took a deep breath and headed towards the door.
....
Alundra found Gina in her private sauna, naked from head to toe except for a towel wrapped around her upper body. Sweat quickly rolled down Alundra's face, she fanned at the steam as she approached Gina. "I'm here for you, Gina, I'm going to kick your ass bigfoot."
Gina stood up her hands on her hips." Did you get hit in the head too many times. But if you want to fight me be in the ring in twenty minutes."
"You better be there." Alundra turned and walked out of the sauna.
....
Alundra paced the ring, Ref Sunny told her to relax. Alundra took several deep breaths and leaned against the ropes.
Gina walked out onto the entrance stage dressed in a chainmail bikini., she stopped at the foot of the entrance ramp and flexed her hard cannonball thick biceps, she rolled into the ring and smirked at Alundra.
Alundra's heart raced as Gina's muscles swelled/ Gina approached and offered her hand. Alundra gazed nervously at Gina's hand and shook. Gina grinned and and pulled Alundra towards her, she wrapped her thick heavily muscled arms around Alundra's waist and squeezed her tightly. Alundra jammed her thumbs in Gina's eyes, her massive foe yelpe and released her. Alundra went to scoop Gina up in her arms but she was too heavy. Gina punched Alundra's chin. Alundra staggered back and grabbed the ropes to support herself. Gina lunged and clotheslined Alundra, Alundra tumbled over the top rope and crashed down onto the ringside floor.
Gina climbed onto the ring apron, she leapt off and connected with an elbow drop to Alundra's abs. Gina kipped up, she grabbed Alundra by the throat with both hands and hoisted her into the air. Gasping for air Alundra wrapped her legs around Gina's waist. Gina slammed Alundra onto her backfirst against the steel ring post.
Alundra fell onto her belly with a grunt, Gina stomped the back of Alundra's left knee, she grabbed Alundra's left ankle and clamped on the anklelock. Alundra screamed and pounded her fists ion the floor. Gina dragged Alundra over beside the steel steps, She jerked Alundra to her feet and powerbombed her onto the steel steps. Alundra laid spread-eagled on her back. Gina scooped up Alundra and tossed her back into the ring. Gina climbed to the top turnbuckle and leapt off connecting with an earth trembling frogsplash. Gina hooked Alundra's legs. Sunny dropped to her knees.
1...2...3. Sunny raised Gina's arm in victory. Gina dragged Alundra into the corner, she climbed up to the top turnbuckle and came down on Alundra with a full body Bonzai Drop.
Helpless to stop Gina, Sunny cowered in the opposite corner, praying that gina didn't turn her fury on her.
Gina moved Alundra into a seated position, she plopped down behind her her dazed foe and locked her in the rear naked choke. Alundra's eyes rolled up in their sockets, her arms dangling limp at her sides. Six muusclebound female security guards stormed the ring armed with nightsticks and stun guns. Gina released Alundra and made a mad dash towards the back, the security guards chasing after her.
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Jaime Reed vs Wendi Richter
Wendi walked into the gym dressed in a backless purple leotard and black knee-high leather boots, a towel draped her left shoulder. For her first exercise she chose the barbell press, she tossed her towel onto the trsining ring's sapron and and sat down on the weight bench, gripping the barbell tightly she knocked out twenty reps. She could feel her muscles throbbing as the reset the barbell in place. She wiped the sweat from her brow with the back of her hand and stood up.
The gym door swung open, Jaime Reed wlked into the gym dressed in a red bikini, a towel draped over her neck, Beth Horn followed close behind dressed in a pink bikini, a whistle hung from a string around her neck. Jaime stood with her hands on her hips, a mischievious grin spread across her lips. "What brings the 'great' Wendi Richter to a place like this, the yoga studio is next door." Jaime and Beth chuckled.
Wendi walked up to Jamie and jabbed her chest with her right forefinger. "Don't try to talk tough to me, I've been working out and wrestling longer than you have. I'll beat your ass from one side of the arena to the other, you stupid bi-
Jamie grabbed Wendi's forefinger and bent it back. Wendi groaned and dropped to one knee. Jamie cupped Wendi's chin in her other hand. "Jab me like that again and next time I'll break this finger." Jamie released Wendi's finger and shoved her onto her ass.
Wendi stood up, she glared at Jamie. "There's only one way to find out who's the better woman, let's settle this in the ring."
Jamie and Beth exchnaged glances, Jamie nodded and offered her hand to Wendi. "Fine, let's do this. Beth can be the referee."
Wendi shook Jamie's hand. "your little blonde bimbo friend can play ref if she wants to, you'll need all the help you can get."
"Screw you has been, you've been washed up for years., Jamie is going to tear your ass up." Beth said and spat in Wendi's face.
Wendi wiped the spit from her face and glared at Beth. "You want a piece of me too, after I'm done with your friend I'm coming after you next. I-
Jamie punched Wendi's abs, Wendi dropped to one knee clutching her stomach. Jamie wrapped her towel around Wendi's throat, Jamie moved behind Wendi and pressed her knee into her back. Gasping for air, Wendi clawed at the towel with little success. Wendi managed to get back onto both feet, she elbowed Jamie's groin. Jamie cried out , she released the towel and stumbled back. Wendi spun and lunged at Jamie, she connected with a clothesline sending Jamie crashing onto her back.
Wendi rolled to her feet, she stomped Jamie's abs repeatedly. Jamie grabbed Wendi's ankle and gave it a hard twist. Wendi screamed and pressed the sole of her foot in Jamie's face. Jamie sat up, Wendi lunged anfd grabbed Jamie's throat and shook her like a rag doll. Jamie gave Wendi a Three Stooges finger poke to her eyes. Wendi clapped her hands over her eyes. Jamie stood up and kneed Wendi's chin. Wendi flopped onto her back, before she could react, Jamie was straddling her torso, knees on either side of her waist. Jamie grabbed Wendi's wrists and pinned them at her sides, she leaned in close and licked Wendi's chin and face.
Wendi flailed her legs, she managed to land a glancing blow across the back of Jamie's head. Jamie rolled away and laid on her back rubbing the back of her head. Wendi stood up and pressed her foot down on Jamie's throat. Jamie clawed at wendi's boot as she gasped for air. Wendi smirked and flexed in a crab pose. She pulled her foot off Jamie's throat and popped a double biceps pose.
Jamie rolled onto her stomach, she pushed herself up onto her feet. she snuck up behind the showboating Wendi and hit the german suplex, the back of wendi's head grazed the edge of the ring apron. Jamie jerked Wendi to her feet and rolled her into the ring, she climbed up to the top turnbuckle and jumped off, landing a vicious leg drop across Wendi's throat. Jamie laid atop Wendi's prone body. Beth rolled into the ring.
1...2...Wendi kicked out at the last second. Jamie pounded her fists on the mat, she grabbed two handfuls of Wendi's hair and jerked her to her feet, she scooped up Wendi and bodyslammed her onto her back. Jamie stood on Wendi's hair and pulled up on her wrists. Wendi screamed and thrashed about. Jamie stepped back and crouched low.
Wendi staggered to her feet, Jamie lunged and speared her to the mat. Jamie rolled to her feet, she stood over Wendi and flexed a crab pose. Wendi sat up and low blowed Jamie's groin with her forearm, she ddted Jamie onto her head., she rolled on top of Jamie. Beth crossed her arms across her chest and refused to move. Wendi stood up and shouted at Beth. "I don't care if your her friend or not, you better call this match down the middle."
Beth stuck out her tongue. "Make me."
Wendi kicked Beth's groin she her head between her knees and set up Beth for the powerbomb. Jamie kicked the back of Wendi's left knee. Wendi fell to one knee, Beth rolled to safety as she dropped to the mat. Jamie dragged Wedni to her feet and Irish-whipped her into the ropes. Wendi rebounded and Jamie clotheslined her in the center of the ring. Jamie sat Wendi up and trapped her in the figure-4- headlock. Wendi screamed and clecnhed her fists. Jamie tightened her grip on the hold. Unable to endure the pain any longer, Wendi cried out her submission.
Beth raised Jamie's arm in victory while jamie refused to release the hold. Beth laughed and stomped Wendi's abs.
Selina Majors ran into the gym. she rolled into the ring and clotheslined Beth, she leapt to her feet and turned to face Jamie. Jamie rleased Wedni and lunged at Selina. Selina kneed Jamie's groin and piledrove her head onto the mat. Selina helped her friend Wendi to her feet and and led her out of the gym and down the hallway to the infirmary.
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Diamond vs Gold
Erika 'Diamond' Andersch walked down the entrance ramp dressed in her gladiators outfit, she rolled into the ring and approached Ref Lori Fetrick.
Tonya 'Gold' Knight stepped out onto the entrance stage dressed in her gladiators out, the crowd showered her a chorus of boos as she strutted down the entrance ramp and rolled into the ring. Gold walked over to Diamo0nd and offered her hand, Diamond shook, she tried to pull back her hand but Gold squeezed it forcing Diamond to one knee, Diamond slammed her fist into Gold's groin.Gold released Diamond's hand and staggered back.
Diamond lunged and speared Gold onto her back, she straddled Gold's chest and and pummeled her face with her fists. Gold grabbed a handful of Diamond's hair and yanked hard. Diamond screamed and drew back, she stood up grabbed Gold and dragged her to her feet. Gold elbowed Diamond's ab. Diamond doubled over, Gold hit her with a ddt. Gold dragged Diamond to her feet and shoved her head between her kneesand set her up for the powerbomb, Diamond reversed it into a hurricanrana.
Diamond straddled Gold's waist.
1...Gold kicked out, she bashed Diamond's chest with her forearm. Diamond flopped onto her back. Gold rolled to her feet and elbow dropped Diamond's groin. Gold dragged Diamond to her feet and shoved her head between her knees, Diamond reversed it into a back body drop, she stomped Gold's chest. Diamond grabbed Gold's ankles, Gold drew her knees up to her chest and shoved Diamond onto her back.
Gold rolled to her feet, she straddled Diamond's waist and repeatedly slapped her face. Diamond punched Gold's chin. Gold rolled back and stood up, Diamond rolled to her feet and lunged at Gold, she kneed her abs. Gold doubled over, Diamond kneed her chin. Gold flopped onto her back.
Diamond legdropped Gold's throat, she sat on Gold's chest. Gold grabbed the collar of Diamond's top and ripped it down the front, exposing Diamond's firm perky breasts. Gold pinched Diamond's nipples anhd twisted them. Diamond screamed and slap Gold's face, she staggered to her feet rubbing her nipples/ she stomped Gold's groin.
Gold groaned and rolled onto her side. Diamond kicked the small of her back. Gold stood up and clenched her fists., she crouched low and flung herself at Diamond, she knocked her onto her back with a vicious clothesline. Gold slid Diamond's ripped top off and wrapped it around her throat.
Diamond flailed her arms. Lori grabbed Gold's shoulders and shoved her onto her ass. "No choking people with their clothes."
Gold stood up, she dragged Diamond to her feet. Diamond grabbed the collar of Gold's leaotard and ripped it down the front. Gold headbutted Diamond's forehead. Diamond scooped up Gold and bodyslammed her. Diamond wrapped her legs around Gold's waist and wrenched her right arm. Gold screamed and flailed her free arm and grasped for the bottom rope. Lori called rope break. Diamond dragged Gold to her feet and stripped her outfit all the way off, leaving Gold completely naked.
Gold choked Diamond with both hands and hoisted her into the air, her feet dangling mere inches above the mat. Gold slammed Diamond down onto her back, she pulled Diamond's bottoms down over her ankles and boots and twirled them over her head. Diamond's ripped nude body glistened with sweat.
Diamond sat, Gld stood behind her and clamped on the dragon sleeper. Diamond flailed her arms, she elbowed Gold's chest. Gold shoved Diamond to the mat. Diamond rolled over to the ropes and pulled herself up. Gold charged Diamond, Diamond flipped Gold over the top rope and sent her tumbling to the ringside floor. Diamond crouched down on the top turnbuckle, Gold stood up, Diamond leapt down and caught Gold across her chest with a flying clothesline. Diamond dragged Gold to her feet and shoved her head between her knees and powerbombed Gold onto the announcer's table.
Diamond scooped up Gold and rammed her back against the security barricade. Gold slumped down on the floor, Diamond choked Gold's throat with her foot. Gold grabbed Diamond's ankle and twisted it. Diamond screamed and stomped Gold's chest. Gold staggered to her feet, she kneed Diamond's groin and shoved her to the floor, she stomped Diamond's groin. Diamond kicked Gold between her legs, Gold dropped to her knees.
Diamond stood up, she dropkicked Gold's chin. Gold laid spread-eagled on her back. Diamond sat on Gold's throat, her groin pressing against Gold's face.
1...2...3. Lori raised Diamond's arm in victory. Diamond pulled Gold to her feet and set her up in the corner. Gold slumped down, Diamond pressed her ass cheeks in Gold's face and wriggled it. Gold flailed her arms. Diamond laughed and farted in Gold's mouth., she stepped back. Gold staggered out from the corner and fell flat on her face. Diamond flexed her arms for the crowd, she rolled out of the ring, her breasts jiggled as she ran to the back.
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Alexandra Paul vs Cobie Smulders
As head lifeguard Alexandra had only two duties: Keep the beach safe for patrons and clean of trash. All day she had recieved complaints of a litterbug, she ran down the shore's edge till she found the culprit.
Cobie sat in a beach chair, a bottle of beer in one hand and a cheeseburger in the other. Empty beer bottles and discarded burger wrappers littered the sides of her chair, her feet propped up on a large blue cooler.
Alex stood behindd Cobie, her arms crossed in front of her. She cleared her throat loudly. Cobie looked backed up at Alex, a pair of sunglasses rested on her forehead. her skimpy black bikini showing her thick muscular physique. "Move, this is a one person party, you're not invited." Cobie sipped on her beer.
"There's no drinking or littering on the beach, clean up this mess or leave."
Cobie slid her sunglasses down over her eyes and took a bite of her cheeseburger. :I got a better idea You clean up this mess and go find a man to screw." Cobie laughed and went to take another sip of beer.
Alex slapped Cobie's beer out of her hand, Cobie bolted from her chair and screamed at Alex. "Hey bitch. What's your problem?"
"No drinking on the beach, this is your second warning, don't make me ask again."
Cobie bent down and picked up her beer bottle, it was empty she grunted in disgust. "You wasted a perfectly good beer. Good thing I've got more. Cobie rummaged through her cooler and grabbed another beer, she slung the empty into the ocean.
Fed up with Cobie's disregard for the rules, Alex grabbed her by the elbow and jerked her to her feet. Alex jabbed at Cobie's chest with her forefinger. "If you don't clear out right now, I'm going to throw you out" Alex was seething with rage, her teeth gritted and her fists shaking.
"You must be hungry cause you're being a real bitch." Cobie held out her burger to Alex.
Alex snatched the cheeseburger from Cobie and smooshed it in her face. Cobie wiped off her face and smacked Alex across the side of the head with her unopened beer bottle. Alex dropped to her knees clutching the side of her head. Cobie opened her beer with her teeth and spit the cap at Alex, she took a sip of beer. "Now what was that about making me leave."
Alex stood up and glared at Cobie. A wide grin spread across her lips. "Why don't we settle this in the ring, there's a makeshift ring set up further down the shore. If I win you clean up every inch of this beach, if you win I'll leave you alone.
"You're on, lead the way." Cobie said and grabbed her cooler.
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Cobie dropped her cooler onto the sand and climbed into the ring, which was just metal posts lodged into the sand. Alex sat on the top turnbuckle and flexed her biceps. Ref Yasmine Bleeth motioned for both women to join her in the center of the ring. Alex hopped off the turnbuckle and apporached the ref. Cobie walked up and pressed her nose against Alex's nose. "So you think you're a real lifeguard, you just played one on tv." Cobie said smirking.
"Put up or shut up." Alex said crouching low, she sprang at Cobie and fell her with a clothesline across her chest. She rolled to her feet and stomped Cobie's abs. Cobie rolled to the ropes, she climbed up to the top turnbuckle and leapt off. Alex caught her in mid-air and power-slammed her onto the sand. Alex dragged Cobie to her feet, bent her over and kneed her chin. Cobie stumbled back into the corner, she grunted as her back struck the turnbuckles. Alex connected with as handspring elbow to Cobie's chest. Cobie staggered out of the corner and fell flat on her face. Alex rolled Cobie onto her back and laid astride her abs.
1...2... Cobie kicked out, she grabbed Alex by the hair and tugged hard, Alex rolled back and onto her feet, she lunged at Cobie. Cobie caught Alex in the chest with her elbow. Alex dropped to her knees. Cobie crouched down, she scooped up a handful of sand and tossed it in Alex's eyes.
Alex rubbed at her her, Cobie landed a spinning heel kick to the side of Alex's head. Alex flopped onto her back. Cobie sat down on her chest and flexed her biceps.
1... Alex kicked out, she grabbed Cobie's throat and shoved her onto her back. Alex stood up, she grabbed Cobie's ankles and rolled her into the sharpshooter. Cobie pounded her fists on the sand. She reached out and grasped the bottom rope. Yasmine ordered Alex to break the hold. Alex dragged Cobie to her for and set her up for an Irish-whip. Cobie reversed momentum and sent Alex running towards the ropes. Alex grabbed the ropes as she rebounded, but her foot slipped and her arms got tangled in the ropes.
Cobie laughed and climbed out of the ring, she grabbed her cooler and carried it around the ring and dropped it down behind Alex. She grabbed a beer out of the cooler uncapped it and stood behind Alex. She tilted Alex's head mback and poured the beer down her throat. Alex spit out a mouthful of beer and growled. Cobie scooped up a handful odf ice and stuffed it down the back of Alex's swimsuit. Alex tugged on her arms but couldn't free herself. Cobie landed a dropkick to Alex's back, freeing her from the ropes.
Alex laid on her back huffing and puffing. Cobie climbed to the top turnbuckle and went for a frogsplash, Alex raised her knees up to her chest and caught Cobie in her abs. Cobie flopped onto her back. Alex rolled to her feet, she flipped Cobie onto her stomach and locked on the camel clutch. Alex cupped Cobie's chin in her hands and pulled back on her neck. Cobie screamed and flailed her legs. Yasmine crouched beside Cobie and asked if she wanted to quit.
"No!" Cobie shook her head. She flexed her biceps and powered out of Alex's grasp. Cobie stood up and threw Alex over her shoulders locking her in the torture rack., Alex screamed and tugged on a handful of Cobie's hair. Cobie hit Alex with the Samoan Drop, she sat down on Alex's chest.
1...2... Alex kicked out, she grabbed Cobie by her throat and shoved her onto her back, she slammed her knee down on Cobie's abs. Alex dragged Cobie to her feet and shoved her head between her knees and hit Cobie with the Widow's Peak. Alex laid atop Cobie.
1...2....3. Yasmine raised Alex's arm in victory. Alex stood over her prone opponent and jabbed her chest with her forefinger. "I want my beach spotless."
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Cory Everson vs Hulk Hogan 2
Cory was sitting at a table in the arena lobby signing autographs for her fans, the line stretched out past the door, fans chatted with her and she posed for pictures. Two hours later and the line had started to die down. Cory took a sip from her water bottle when Hogan shoved his way to the head of the line, he knocked a stack of photographs off the table. Cory leaped from her seat. "What's your problem, Hogan?"
Hogan jabbed his forefinger against Cory's pecs. "Why are you getting more attention than me, I'm the greatest wrestler in the world. You having more fans than me is unforgivable." Hogan went to slap Cory, but she caught his wrist mid air and squeezed it. With his free hand, Hogan grabbed Cory by her throat and lifted her off her feet, he slammed Cory onto the tabletop, he climbed onto the table and stood over Cory, he dropped to his knees straddled her waist and slammed his fists against her abs repeatedly.
Stephanie Mcmahon ran into the lobby. she grabbed a handful of Hogan's hair and slung him to the floor. Hogan jumped to his feet, he was about to protest when Stephanie clamped a hand over his mouth. "I don't care who started, but you're going to settle it in a timely manner. I'm ordering you both to face off in a falls count anywhere match. Cory is allowed to use weapons but you can't. Now get to your dressing rooms and get ready." Stephanie turned and headed to the elevator. Hogan and Cory glared at each other then headed to their dressing rooms.
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Hogan was already waiting in the ring beside ref Cameo Kneuer when Cory strutted out onto the entrance ramp dressed in a mock version of Hogan classic WWE wrestling attire, yellow tanktop with 'Cory Rules' printed across the front, yellow thong, headband, and red sock and yellow shoes. Cory climbed into the ring, she grabbed her tanktop and and ripped it down the front, Hogan barreled into Cory and shoved her to the mat. Cory rolled to her feet, her ripped shirt still clinging to her body, she pulled off her shirt and threw it into the crowd. Hogan swatted Cory's butt with his palm, Cory elbowed Hogan's chin. Hogan dropped to his knees.
Cory stood behind Hogan amd locked him in the dragon sleeper. Hogan elbowed Cory's abs. Cory doubled over, but managed to keep Hogan trapped in the sleeper. Hogan elbowed Cory's groin. Cory dropped to her knees rubbing at her groin. Hogan scooped up Cory and bodyslammed her onto the mat. He legdropped Cory across her throat. He straddled Cory's waist and pressed his hands down on her shoulders.
1...2... Cory kicked out, she grabbed Hogan's throat and shoved him onto his back. Cory slammed her left fist into Hogan's abs. Cory dragged Hogan to his feet she rubbed her crotch in his face. She shoved his head between her knees and lifted him onto her shoulders for the powerbomb, Hogan wrapped his legsd around Cory's neck and squeezed her throat, he grabbed her wrists and tugged on her arms. Cory dropped to her knnes. Hogan released Cory and slammed his heel down on top of Cory's head.
Cory fell onto her back. Hogan pressed his right palm down hard on Cory's abs, Cory groaned and flailed her legs. hogan leaned down and kissed Cory's lips. Cory grabbed Hogan's testicles and squeezed them tightly. Hogan drew back and and smacked Cory's hand. When she refused to let go, he butted her forehead, then he brought his right knee down on her groin. Cory raked Hogan's chest with her fingernails leaving behind long scratch marks.
Hogan backhanded Cory across her jaw. Cory sat up, she punched Hogan in the groin. Hogan lunged from his kneeling postion and squeezed Cory's breasts. Cory moaned as Hogan ran his hands down her body until his hands were cupping her buttcheeks, he pulled her closer so that their chests were pressed together. He smirked and and wrapped his arms around her waist and squeezed tightly.
Cory poked Hogan's eyes, he let go and rubbed his eyes. Cory kneed Hogan's chin, he flopped onto his back. Cory rolled out of the ring, she reached under the ring apron and threw several items into the ring- handcuffs, taser, baton, bag of glitter, duct tape, steel folding chair and jug of milk., she rolled back into the ring and grabbed the folding chair and whack Hogan twice on his abs. Cory laid the chair over Hogan's face, she went for an elbow drop but he rolled out out of the way, her elbow banging against the mat. Hogan staggered to his feet, he pressed his foot down on Cory's chest.
1...2... Cory lifted her shoulder up, sghe throat punched Hogan. Cory scooped up Hogan and bodyslammed him onto the mat. She grabbed the baton and broke it over Hogan's abs. Cory turned her back to Hogan and picked up the handcuffs, Hogan staggered to his feet, he grabbed the glitter bag and scooped out a handful and waited for Cory to turn, Cameo grabbed his wrist and ordered him to open his hand. Cory lunged and and slapped cuff over his right wrist, she spun him around and to cuff his other wrist, hogan elbowed her chin with his free arm. Cory fell to her knees.
Hogan spun around and fell Cory with a ring shaking clothesline. Hogan pounded Cory's abs with his fists. Cory grunted with each blow, she slapped Hogan's face knocking him onto his back, she rolled him onto his stomach and cuffed his other wrist behind his back. Cory dragged Hogan to his feet, she kneed his groin several times. Hogan winced but managed to stay on his feet. Cory shoved her hand down his shorts and squeezed his penis. Hogan managed a pained smile as she rubbed the shaft of his penis. His joy turned to pain when when she squeezed his erect cock.. Hogan sank to his knees, the smile never fading from his face.
Cory positioned herself behind Hogan, she wrapped her other arm around his throat while still squeezing his penis. She knelt down and pressed her breasts against his back. Hogan tugged at his wrists, the chain linking the cuffs snapped, he elbowed Cory's chest. Cory scooped up a handful of glitter and threw it in Hogan's face. Hogan rubbed his eyes, Cory dropkicked his chest, she laid atop his chest.
1...2...Hogan kicked out, he grabbed Cory's hair and jerked her to her feet, he forced her into one corner and slappedher chest. Hogan uncapped the milk jug and took a swig, he sprayed milk in Cory's face and pour the rest of the contents of the jub over Cory's head, he tossed the empty jug into the crowd and sat Cory on the top turnbuckle. Hogan lifted Cory over his head and press slammed her onto her stomach, he stood over Cory and flexed his arms Cory grabbed the taser and pressed it against Hogan's groin. Hogan collapsed to his knees Several seconds passed until Cory drew the taser from his groin. Drool dribbled down Hogan's chin.
Cory shoved Hogan onto his back, she sat down beside his head and wrapped her legs around his throat. He moaned as she squeezed tightly. Hogan flailed his arms, he clawed at her ankles. Cory fleexed her arms for the crowd as Hogan struggled to free himself. Hogan grabbed Cory's left big toe and bent it back. Cory yelped and slackened her grip around his throat. Hogan grabbed Cory's ankles and unwrapped them from around his throat. Hogan staggered to his feet, Cory turned towards Hogan and kneed his groin. Hogan fell to his knees. Cory wrapped her arms around his waist and lifted him into the air, his arms pinned at his side. Cory squeezed him tightly, Hogan wriggled his left arm free and grasped Cory's throat, Cory released Hogan and slapped his hand away. Hogan landed a big boot to Cory's abs. Cory doubled over clutching her abs. Hogan elbowed the back of Cory's neck. Cory fell onto her face, he legdropped the back of her neck. He rolled Cory onto her back and sat down on face, groin pressing against her lips.
1...2... Cory kicked out. Hogan dragged cory to her feet. Cory lowblowed Hogan's groin, he fell to his knees with a grunt. Cory clamped Hogan in a side headlock and bulldogged him to the mat. Cory dragged Hogan to his feet, he stood in a dazed stupor. Cory shoved his head between her knees and piledrove his head down onto the mat. Cory buttdropped Hogan's chest and hooked his legs.
1...2...3. Cameo raised Cory's arm in victory. Cory bowed to the crowd. She threw Hogan over her right shoulder. You may be Superman, but I'm your kryptonite. Don't worry though, you'll enjoy being my servant." Cory carried Hogan back to her dressing back, Cameo followed closely behind her, a roll of duct tape in her hand.
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Rachel Mclish vs Chris Jericho
Rachel walked out of her dressing room and headed towards the ring area, she stopped mid-stride when she saw Chris step out from around the corner.
Rachel: What do you want, Chris?
Chris approached Rachel, cupping her chin in his hand. Her moved in to kiss her, Rachel stepped back and clenched her fists.
Rachel: If you want to kiss me, then you're going to have to beat me in a match, horndog.
Chris: Fine, let's have one right now. Unless you're scared.
Rachel: Alright, but you're going to regret it.
Kiana Tom approached dressed in a black and white striped bikini, she folded her arms and smirked at Rachel.
Kiana: Take her down, Chris.
Kiana snapped her fingers, Chris lunged and forced Rachel back against the wall. Kiana pulled a small black bottle from her cleavage and uncapped it, she held the bottle under Rache's nose. Rachel's eyes rolled up, her head sagged. Chris draped Rachel over his shoulder.
Kiana: Take her to my dressing room, you'll have more privacy there.
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Rachel awoke in a daze, she sat up groggily, she she tried to roll away when she saw Chris and Kiana sitting at the foot of the bed, but found her ankles cuffed to the bed posts.
Rachel: Let me go.
Chris crawled up Rachel's legs, he grabbed her chin and kissed her. He drew back and shoved Rachel onto her back.
Chris: You're not allowed to speak.
Chris leaned down and kissed Rachel's abs, he wrapped his legs around her waist and squeezed tightly. Kiana crawled up beside Rachel, she ripped off Rachel's bikini top exposing her firm perky breasts. She choked Rachel with her own top. Chris laughed as he pummeled Rachel's abs.
Kiana: You can go when I say you can.
Kiana tossed Rachel's top over the headboard, she kissed Rachel's lips. Chris slid Rachel's bottoms down around her ankles, he thrust his erect cock into her vagina while cupping her buttcheeks. Kiana licked Rachel's face like a cat while purring. Rachel decided to play along, she rubbed her her hands on Chris's back, she kissed his chest. Chris sat up, he uncuffed Rachel's ankles and lifted her into a seated position, Rachel wrapped her legs around chris's waist and squeezed tightly. Chris smiled despite his discomfort. Kiana elbowed Rachel's groin. Rachel's legs went limp., she clutched at her groin.
Chris kissed Rachel's groin, he fingered her bvagina and grinned. Kiana got a second pair of cuffs and cuffed Rachel's wrists to the headboard. Chris stood up on the mattress, he grabbed Rachel's ankles and locked on the figure-4-leglock.
Chris: Ask her.
Kiana straddled Rachel's waist.
Kiana: Do you give up. Rachel. Spare yourself any further pain and say yes.
Rachel nodded. Chris refused to release the hold. Kiana shrugged, she leaned down and kissed Rachel's breasts.
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Christine Roth vs Wendy Lindquist
In preparation for her upcoming Empress of Wrestling title defense against Sarah Dunlap. Christine went to Stephanie Mcmahon for help. She walked into the waiting room dressed in an orange bikini and barefoot, she approached the receptionist's desk where Bodydonna Sunny sat.Sunny leaned back in her swivel chair feet propped up on the desktop, her pink sleeveless dress shirt unbuttoned just enough to expose the black lace bra she wore underneath, When she saw Christine approach she slid her feet off the desktop and leaned forward propping her elbows on her desk, chin resting in her hands. "You're early, but go on in, the boss is ready to see you."
Christine nodded, she opened the double doors into Stephanie's office and quickly closed them behind her. She shuffled towards the desk where Stephanie sat. Stephanie sat with her back to Christine. Christine cleared her throat, Stephanie spun around to face her., her hands were steepled together, she was dressed in a black sleeveless dress shirt and black skirt that hung down to her knees. Pappers were strewn across her desk. "Damn that sable, it's going to take me months to undone all the damage she's caused. What did you need to see me about Christine?"
Christine bowed her head low then sat down. "I've got a fave a favor to ask you. My match with Sarah Dunlap is next week, and I'm not sure if I'm strong enough to beat her. I don't want to lose my title. I really need your guidance."
"I'd love to help you, but I'm too busy fixing Sable's mess. There is another way though. You'll need to face a high caliber opponent to get tougher." Stephanie pressed the intercom button. "Sunny, send in Wendy Lindquist."
Christine stiffened in her chair. "Wendy won't be much of a challenge. She doesn't have a very good win record."
Stephanie laughed. "She may not have the best record in the industry, but losing has only helped to make her stronger. She's perservered, and because of that she's won the Queen of Wrestling Title from Michelle Russell, not an easy win might I add."
There was a knock on the door, Wedny walked into the office dressed in a blue tanktop under a leather jacket and blue jeans, her hair tied back in a ponytail, the Queen of Wrestling title draped over her right shoulder. Christine stood up and shook Wendy's hand. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you, Christine. Our busy schedules have kept us from doing so."
"Likewise." Christine managed a small smile. She glanced Wendy over, not feeling the least impressed.
"I'll be brief. Your match with Wendy will help to build up your stamina, you'll need every ounce of strength to beat Sarah. Don't go easy on her Wendy. So go ahead and get ready for your match. Don't worry Wendy, it's a non title match, so don't be afraid to lose should Christine prove stronger. oh and by the way, have either of you seen Denise Austin or Mindi O'Brien, no one's seen them in a while."
Christine and Wendy shook their heads. Stephanie sighed and ushered them out of her office.
Thirty minutes later, Christine and Wendy stood staring each other down in the center of the ring. Wendy had changed into a sky blue bikini. Ref Suzan Kaminga stood in between them, placing a hand on either of their tightly chiseled chests and nudged them each back a step. "Easy ladies, wait til I give the signal. No countouts or DQ's, keep fighting until one of you is unable to go on. Let's get it on." Suzan called for the bell and stepped out of the way.
Christine continued to stare down Wendy. Wendy grinned and flexed a double biceps pose, veins throbbing in her arms from her shoulders to her wrists, her biceps swelled up to the size of footballs. Christine stepped back dumbfounded by Wendy's sudden muscle growth, she balled her hands into fists. "These are the muscles I defeated Michelle with, lucky for her I didn't end her wrestling career for good, though I could have." Wendy smirked.
Christine gulped, her hands trembled, she hid them behind her back so Wendy wouldn't notice. She took a couple of deep breaths, she raised her hands over her head and challenged Wendy to a test of strength.
Wendy and Christine locked hands. Both ladies struggled to force the other to their knees, but neither lady refused to budge. For Christine it felt like forever but only several seconds had passed, her thick muscular body glistened with sweat. Wendy sneered, she pressed her chest against Christine's and kneed her ribs. Christine doubled over with a grunt, Wendy laughed and forced Christine to her knees.
Christine gritted her teeth, she headbutted Wendy's groin. Wendy grunted as Christine got back up to her feet, this time forcing Wendy to her knees, then onto her back, trapping Wendy's legs beneath her body. Wendy screamed from the strain placed on her legs. Christine smiled, she straddled wendy's waist, she pinned Wendy's wrists at her sides and leaned in close to her struggling opponents face. "I told Stephanie you weren't going to be a challenge. You're such a disappointment, If you still have a title after your match with Diamond then I'll be coming for you."
"Not if I can help it." Wendy spat in Christine's eye. She jerked her hands free and slapped christine's face. Christine flopped onto her back, Wendy rolled to the edge of the ring apron and laid on her side, her tree trunk thick legs throbbing with pain.
Christine rolled out of the ring, she walked around to the side where Wendy laid on the apron, she grabbed Wendy's left ankle and bashed it against the side of the apron. Wendy screamed and kicked the side of Christine's head with her free leg. Christine plopped onto her rear. Wendy rolled off the apron, she staggered to her feet and kneed Christine's chin. Wendy grabbed a handful of hair and yanked Christine to her feet, she slammed Christine's forehead against the ring apron.
Wendy scooped up Christine and slammed her back against the upper rim of the security barricade anbd held her there for what seemed like hours, pushing down on Christine's knees and chin. Christine screamed and flailed her arms. Wendy leaned in close to Christine's face. "Michelle had it much easier than what I'm going to do to you."
Christine grabbed Wendy's ponytail and jerked her head back, the leather string holding Wendy's hair snapped, her hair cascaded down her shoulders. Christine, still holding on to Wendy's hair climbed on top of the security barricade and leapt off and connected with the Stratusfaction. Christine grasped Wendy's wrist tightly and dragged her dazed foe to her feet, she attempted an Irish whip, but Wendy reversed it, sending Christine careening facefirst into the steel corner post.
Wendy bent down over christine, she slapped her shredded washboard abs. Wendy pressed down on Christine's throat with her foiot and flexed her left arm. Christine grabbed Wendy's ankle and twisted it hard, Wedny yelped and stumbled back, she fell onto her rear.
Christine rose to one knee, she lunged and grabbed Wendy's throat. Wendy gasped for air but found none. she raked Christine's eyes. Christine rolled back and rubbed at her eyes. Wendy stood up grabbed two handfuls of Christine's hair and jerked her to her feet, she scooped Christine and rolled her back into the ring. Wendy climbed up to the top turnbuckle and went for a moonsault, Christine rolled out of the way in time, she laughed as wendy slammed down facefirst onto the mat.
Christine rose to her feet, she flipped Wendy onto her back, grabbed her ankles and and applied a half crab, she twisted her torso and hooked Wendy's arms and pulled back hard. Wendy threw back her head and let out a blood curdling scream.
ref Suzan knelt down by Wendy and asked if she was ready to submit. Wendy shook her head. Christine pulled back harder. Wendy's screams grew louder and she was forced to admit defeat. Christine released Wendy and stood up as Suzan announced her the victor. Christine helped Wendy to her feet, they shared a laugh as Wendy staggered to the corner, they shook hands. "You're too strong, maybe you will beat Sarah. And any time you want to challenge me for my title I'll be waiting." Wendy smiled despite her entire body racked with pain.
"Gladly." Christine went to climb out of the ring, the arena went dark. The lights came back on, Sarah.
Dunlap stood behind an unprepared Christine weilding a crowbar. Sarah bashed Christine across the back of her shoulders. Christine collapsed onto the ringside floor. Wendy charged Sarah, Sarah was ready, she and struck Wendy across the forehead with her crowbar. Wendy laid spread-eagled on her back, blood oozing from her busted forehead. Sarah climbed out of the ring and stood over an unconscious Christine. Ref Suzan rushed to Christine's aid, but Sarah gave her a look that stopped her dead in her tracks. Sarah raised the crowbar over her head and repeatedly slammed it down on Christine's back and neck.
Six musclebound female security guards rushed to ringside. Sarah growled as two of them grabbed her arms, a thrid snatched her crowbar away and a fourth restrained her in a full nelson. The two remaining guards pulled Christine up onto the entrance ramp. Determined to inflict more damage, Sarah flexed her arms and powered out of the full nelson, she elbowed the ribs of the guard behind her , she kicked the groin of the guard that took her crowbarand bashed together the heads of the two guards holding onto her arms.
The two guards that had tended to Christine rushed Sarah. sarah fell them with a dropkick to each of their chins. Sarah pulled Christine to her feet and clamped her in the crossface chickenwing. The six guards circled Sarah with tasers and pounced her, it took 10,000 volts of electricity to knock Sarah out, she released Christine as her body convulsed. Sarah staggered and fell off the side of the entrance ramp in a twitching heap, the guards converged on her and cuffed her wrists and ankles. The lead guard told her she would stay in a holding cell until her title match.
Female paramedics loaded Wendy and Christine onto stretchers and took them to Dr Michi Ritz's infirmary.
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Christine Roth vs Sarah Dunlap 2
Kim Lyons: Hello wrestling fans, welcome back to the UFWL, tonight we have a title match that promises to be one hell of a slobberknocker. Jillian and I are joined by Gina Davis and Sable. Do you think you two can get along long enough to call this match?
Gina and Sable: Shut up.
Jillian: Keep your mouth shut if you know what's good for you Kim, both these ladies are capable of pummeling you. Once best friends now bitter enemies, there's no shortage of animosity as Sarah challenges Christine for the Empress of Wrestling title. Let's bring out our competitors.
Sarah walked out onto the entrance stage dressed in a blue bikini, Victoria and Stacy Keibler followed close behind. Sarah strutted down the ramp and rolled into the ring. Ref Terri Gold stood in the center of the ring. Sarah sat on the top turnbuckle in the southwest corner of the ring.
Christine strolled out onto the entrance stage dressed in a pink feathered kimino, her hips swayed as she made her way to the ring. She clibed into the ring and bowed to the crowd. She removed her kimino and tossed it into the front row. Sarah hopped off the turnbuckle and snatched Christine's title belt from around her waist and held it over her head. Ref Terri grabbed the belt from Sarah and handed it off to the timekeeper. Sarah shoved Terri aside and lunged at christine, she grabbed her throat and choked her.
Christine squeezed Sarah's biceps, Sarah winced and released Christine's throat, she kneed Christine's abs. Christine dropped to her knees. Sarah stood behind
Christine and locked her in the sleeper hold. Christine flailed her arms, she elbowed Sarah's groin. Sarah [punched the back of Christine's head and shoved her to the mat. Sarah straddled Christine's back, she grabbed Christine's chin and tugged back on it. Christine yelped and pounded her fists on the mat. Sarah leaned down and licked the back of Christine's neck, she pressed her knee into the small of Christine's back. Sarah sttod up and stomped the back of Christine's head.
Christine rolled to the edge of the ring apron and dropped to the ringside floor, she stood up and leaned against the side of the ring clutching the back of her head.
Jillian: Sarah seems to be dominating this match. Christine is gonna have to step up her game.
Sable: Sarah will crush Christine, She too strong for Christine to handle.
Sarah approached the ropes, she nleaned down and grabbed two handfuls of Christine's hair. Christine grabbed Sarah by the head and guillotined her throat against the top rope. Sarah staggered back, Christine rolled into the ring, she knocked Sarah off her feet with a frunning clothesline. Christine elbow dropped Sarah's abs. sarah sat up clutching her abs. Christine landed a dropkick between Sarah's shoulder blades.
Sarah rolled onto her stomach and rose to one knee, she punched Christine in her groin. Sarah grabbed Christine by her throat and crotch andlifted her over her head like a barbell, she press-slammed Christine to the mat. Sarah laid aastride Christine's chest.
1...2... Christine kicked out, Sarah slapped Christine's abs, she stood up, dragged Christine to to her feet and scooped her up in her arms. Sarah body-slammed Christine to the ringside floor, she gestured to Victoria and Stacy. Stacy wielded a riding crop, she whipped Christine's back with it. Victoria dragged Christine to her feet and held her arms behind her back. Stacy whipped Christine's abs with her riding crop. Victoria locked on a full nelson. Stacy pummeled Christine's chest chin and groin with her fists. Sarah rolled out of the ring, she slapped Christine's face and chuckled. Victoria suplexed Christine onto the back of her neck.
Sarah pressed her foot down on Christine's throat. Satacy and Victoria grabbed Christine's legs and kicked the backs of her knees. Sarah legdropped Christine's throat, she sat down on Christine's chest.
1...2... Christine kicked out. Sarah dragged Christine to her feet, Christine kneed Sarah's groin. Stacy backhanded Christine's chest, Victoria landed a spinning heel kick to Christine's chin. sarah pounced Christine and raked her eyes.
Alundra Blayze ran the the ramp , she grabbed Stacy and suplexed her to the floor. Victoria set Alundraa for the russian leg sweep, Alundra reverses into a hiptoss. Sarah grabs Alundra from behind and nails her with a german suplex. Sarah leans down and spits in Alundra's face, she grabs Alundra's ankles and catapaults her into the crowd.
Christine trapped Sarah in a rear bearhug and squeezed her tightly. Sarah dug her fingernails into Christine's wrists. Christine drops Sarah onto her ass, she plops down behinfd Sarah and locks her in the rear naked choke hold. Sarah clenched her fists, she elbowed Christine's ribs, but Christine grip never wavered. Sarah's arm dropped to her side.
Terri raised Sarah's right hand... it dropped to her side.
Terri raised Sarah's arm a second. time... it dropped again.
Terri raised Sarah's hand once more... Sarah clenched her fist and elbowed Christine's ribs. Christine let go and stood up, she kicked the small of Sarah's back. Sarah rolled to her feet, she lunged and nailed Christine with the spear. Sarah dragged Christine to her feet and whipped her into the security barricade. Christine slumped down onto the floor, Sarah choked Christine with her foot. Christine karate chopped Sarah's ankles sending her flopping onto her back.
Christine staggered to her feet, she leaned down and slapped Sarah's face. Stacy leapt on Christine's back and wrapped her arms around her throat. Christine staggered around the ringside area.
Victoria kneed Christine's groin, Christine fell to one knee. Stacy squeezed Christine's throat tighter. Victoria pummeled Christine's ab and chest.Alundra climbed over the barricade aand kicked the back of Victoria's knee, Stacy shoved Christine to the floor and charged Alundra, Alundra caught Stacy in her arms and bodyslammed her onto the announcer's table. Gina threw off her headset and stepped over Stacy, she shoved Alundra back against the steel corner post and choke-slammed her. Gina dragged Sarah and Christine to their feet and whipped them into the ring.
Sarah staggered to her feet, she dragged Christine to her feet, scooped her up and nailed her with the sidewalk slam. Sarah straddled Christine's waist.
1...2... Christine kicked out. Sarah dragged Christine to her feet, shoved her head between her knees and nailed her with a spike piledriver. Christine flopped onto her back, her left leg twitched. Sarah leapt off the top turnbuckle and elbow dropped Christine's groin. Christine sat up and rubbed at her groin. Sarah dropkicked Christine's chin. Christine laid spread-eagled on her back, Sarah stood with one foot on Christine's chest. as she flexed the crab pose.
1...2...3. Terri raised Sarah's arm in victory. Sarah rolled out of the ring and grabbed her title from the timekeeper and held it over her head. Gina dropkicked the small of Sarah's back. Sarah pitched forward as the title fell to the floor. Sarah slammed into the barricade and fell onto her face. Gina crouched down beside Sarah and shook her head.
Gina: I want my title back, I don't care who I have to beat up to get it. Sarah, I'm challenging you to a title match. And Christine too if she's brave enough. We'll make it a triple threat match. Don't chicken out.
Gina sttod up, Sable's fists shook with rage as she approached. Gina laughed and kneed Sable's groin. she nailed her with the Rock Bottom. Gina rolled into the ring and dragged Christine to her feet. Terri shoved Gina. Gina choke-slammed Terri, she nailed Christine with a powerbomb in the center of the ring. Gina walked to the back, smirking as she surveyed the carnage in the ring.
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Gladiator Battle Royal
Jillian Michaels: Welcome back, tonight Kim and I are joined by recent addition to the Bad Gladiators- Chrissy Zmijewski. It's a pleasure to have you here, Chrissy.
Chrissy smirked, her hair was tied in a long braid that hung down her back.. She was dressed in a silver leather bikini, and black gloves that covered her arms up to her elbows.
Chrissy: It's great to be here, Jillian baby. You know when I first came to the UFWL critics said I was weak and would never succeed in this business. Want to talk about weaklings, then let me tell you about Zap.
Kim Lyons: You've faced Zap before, any plans for a rematch.
Chrissy: I'll step into the ring with anyone- man or woman it doesn't matter. And Dara Torres, keep watching the shadows because you'll never when I'll come for you until it's too late.
Jillian: No doubt about that. So who do you think is going tio win the battle royal?
Chrissy: The BAd Gladiators came to win, even though there can only be win winner, I'm sure it will be one of my girls.
Kim: Monica 'Jet' Carlson, Marisa 'Lace' PAre, Raye 'Zap' Hollitt' and Tanji 'Stealth' Johnson are already waiting in the ring.
Lace and Zap patted each other on the back. Lace rushed JEt, Zap strutted towards Stealth. Stealth lunged and kneed Zap's abs. Lace and Jet locked up in the center of the ring. Lace forced Jet down onto her knees, Jet headbutted Lace's groin. Stealth slammed Zap to the mat with a spine buster suplex. Zap rolled onto her side and curled up into the fetal position. Jet bodyslammed Lace down on top of Zap. Stealth stood with one foot pressing down on LAce's chin. Lace groaned, pain flooded her neck, Jet elbowed Lace's abs.
Stealth dragged Lace to her feet, Jet pulled Zap to her feet, they whipped their dazed foes into one another, LAce and Zap flopped down onto their backs.
Jennifer 'Phoenix' Widerstrom and Lori 'Ice' Fetrick entered the ring. Phoenix went to grab Zap, Ice grabbed her from behind and nailed her with the german suplex. Ice stood up, Jet and Lace shoved Ice into the corner, they pummeled her abs chest and groin. Phoenix cartwheeled into the corner and landed an elbow to Ice's chest. Ice slumped down.
Lace staggered towards Phoenix, Phoenix turned and nailed Lace with a spinning heel kick to her jaw.
Amber 'Apache' Deluca and Erin 'Steel' Toughill entered the ring. Apache lunged and nailed Phoenix with a clothesline. Steel landed the Sweet Chin Music to Apache's chin. Apache flopped onto her back, Steel legdropped Apache's throat. Phoenix straddled Apache's waist and squeezed her throat with both hands. Steel kicked Apache in her ribs.
Ice leapt out from the corner and lunged, she nailed Phoenix with the flying tackle. Steel grabbed Ice by her hair and slung her across the ring Ice spun #60 as she skidded into the corner.
Jamie 'Fury' Redd and Cheryl 'Sunny' Baldringer enetered the ring. Fury dragged Zap to her feet and slapped her face. Sunny locked Fury in the Full Nelson and slammed her to the mat. Stealth dropkicked the back of Sunny's left knee. Sunny dropped to one knee. Jet nailed Sunny with the big boot to the chin. Lace snuck up behind Jet and trapped her in the sleeper hold. Ice pounded on Jet's abs. Steel nailed Ice with the reverse ddt. Zap grabbed Steel in a rear bearhug and squeezed her waist tightly. Steel flailed her arms.
Necole "Flame' Hamrick and Shelley 'Siren" Beattie entered the ring. Flame scooped up Fury and bodyslammed her against the top turnbuckle. Fury laid spread-eagled on her stomach. Siren placed Stealth in a side headlock. Jet nailed the side of Siren's head with her forearm. Flame lifted Phoenix over her head and nailed her with the military press slam. Steel elbowed Zap's chinm she slipped free spun around and kneed Zap's groin. Lace karate-chopped Steel's throat.
Salina 'Elektra' Bartunek and Kimberly 'Jade' Rogers entered the ring. Elektra helped Apache to her feet, Jet and Stealth charged them. Elektra scooped up Stealth and bodyslammed her, Jade and Apache nailed Jet with a double clothesline. Elektra bent down over Stealth, Stealth raked Elektra's eyes. Phoenix kneed the small of Elektra's back forcing her down to her knees, she locked onto Elektra with the dragon Sleeper.. Elektra flailed her arms.
Shirley 'Sky' Eson and Robin 'Hellga' Coleman entered the ring. Sky grabbed grabbed the back of Phoenix's neck and raised her off her feet. Hellga kicked the back of Sky's knee. Sky fell to one knee. Phoenix kneed Sky's chin. Flame nailed Phioenix with the suplex. Fury stomped Flame's forehead as she laid on her back. Zap whipped Fury into the corner, She mounted the ropes and pummeled Fury's face. Steel grabbed Zap's waist and tossed her to the mat. Ice nailed Steel with the vertical suplex. Hellga bashed the back of Ice's head, Ice pitched forwqard and fell onto her face. Apache nailed Hellga with a swinging neckbreaker.
Beth 'Venom' Horn and Tonya 'Gold' Knight entered the ring. Venom scooped up Lace and hung her in a tree of woe, choking Lace with her foot. Gold threw sky over her shoulder and nailed her with the Samoan Drop. Sunny grabbed Venom and hit her with the atomic drop. Hellga grabbed a handful of Sunny's hair and slung her across the ring. Jade and Apache lifted Hellga into the air and slammed her onto her back. Venom nailed Jade and Apache with a double dropkick to their backs. Phoenix hit Jade with the russian legsweep, Gold nailed Apache with the sidewalk slam.
Gina 'Crush' Carano and Shannon 'Dallas' Hall entered the ring. Crush locked up with Sky, Sky forced Crush down to one knee. Gold and Dallas kicked the backs of Sky's knees. Dallas nailed Sky with a suplex onto the back of her head. Zap lifted Dallas onto her shoulders and twirled her in the airplane spin. Crush nailed Eltektra with a pile drive. Flame nailed Crush with a running bulldog slam. Sunny and Siren whipped Venom into the ropes, Venom rebounded and nailed Sunny and Siren with a flying clothesline.
Jet and Ice traded blows, Jet punched Ice's abs. Ice bashed Jet's throat with her forearm/ Steel nailed Ice with the Widow's peak. Lace hit Steel with a reverse ddt.Fury put LAce in the abdominal stretch. Venom pummeled Lace's groin with her fists and feet. Jet dragged Apache to her feet, Apache kneed Jet's groin, she hoisted Jet into the air and press-slammed her out to the ringside floor. Jet laid spread-eagled on her stomach outside the ring.
Steel shoved Lace to the mat she stomped Lace's back. Venom rolled Lace onto her back. Ice grabbed a handful of Venom's hair and slung her across the ring. Venom collided with Phoenix and Stealth, all three crashed to the mat in a crumpled heap.Crush nailed the side of Lace head with a spinning heel kick, Steel tossed Lace out onto the ringside floor. Lace threw a temper tantrum and refused to leave ringside.
Phoenix staggered to her feet. Sky chokeslammed Phoenix against the turnbuckles. she dragged Phoenix to her feet and whipped her towards the ropes where Ice stoodcatching her breath. Phoenix barreled towards Ice, Ice scooped up Phoenix and bodyslammed her to the ringside floor. Phoenix sobbed and pounded her fists on the ringside floor.
Gold pressed Jade over her head like a barbell and dropped her onto her stomach. Jade rolled onto her side clutching her ribs. Hellga dragged Jade to her feet. Flame bashed Hellga's back with her fists. Hellga dropped Jade and spun to face Flame, Flame kneed Hellga's groin, Flame went for the powerbomb, but couldn't lift Hellga up. Dallas dropkicked the back of Flame's knees. Flame fell forward, HYellga reversed into a back body drop. Jade staggered to her feet, Stealth kneed Jade's abs.Fury and Venom sat Jade on the top turnbuckle, they went to grab Jade, but she bashed their foreheads together. Jade stood up on the turnbuckle, Stealth shook the top rope, Jade lost her footing, the back of her head collided with the steel steps as she tumbled to the ringside floor.
Flame staggered to her feet, Glold snuck up behind her and placed her in a full nelson. Crush landed several blows to Flame's chest and abs. Zap went to dropkick Crush, Crush sidestepped causing Zap to hit Flame instead. Flame staggered backwards, Gold Flipped Flame over the ropes. Flame grabbed the ropes, her feet landed on the apron. Gold kneed Flame's groin and shoved her off the apron.
Crush nailed Apache's chin with a vicious uppercut. Apache tumbled onto her back. Crush grabbed Apache's ankles and catapaulted her over the ropes. Dallas bodyslammed Ice to the ringside floor. Steel, Stealth and Hellga circled Sky, they closed in on her and pummedled her til she was lying ion the mat. Elektra nailed Steel with the spine buster suplex. Stealth kicked the back of Elektra's knee. Hellga flung Elektra to the ringside floor. Dallas and Gold slung Sunny out of the ring.
Zap kneed Steel's groin, Steel dropped to her knees. Zap lifted Steel into the vertical suplex and hurled her to the ringside floor. Stealth grabbed Zap and spun her around to face her. Zap kicked Stealth's groin and nailed her with the stone cold stunner. Sky carried Stealth towards the ropes, Dallas dropkicked the small of Sky's back, she and Stealth tumbled out of the ring.
Dallas grabbed grabbed Siren in a rear bearhug, Gold and Hellga took turns pummeling her torso. Crush, Venom and Fruy circled Zap and pummeled every inch of her body. Zap slumped to her knees. Dallas shoved Zap onto her back and straddled her waist. "You're such a weakling Zap, that's why I never liked you. I'm better than you because I want to be the best. Maybe one day you'll learn to accept it." Dallas said and licked Zap's chin.
Crush stood with her hands on her hips. "You're not stronger than me, I can beat you anytime Dallas."
"I'm taking over command of the group, naturally the strongest should be the leader. Right girls." Venom and Gold stood on either side of Dallas, their arms folded across their chest.
Fury and Hellga closed ranks around Crush." Fine, whoever wins becomes the leader, deal." Crush offered her hand and Dallas shook it. Siren nailed Crush and Dallas with a running clothesline. Hellga powerbombed Siren to the ringside floor. Gold whipped Hellga into the corner. Fury low blowed Gold's groin, Gold dropped to her knees. Hellga lunged and slammed Gold onto her back. Hellga scooped up Gold and flung her out of the ring.
Dallas and Crush locked hands in the center of the ring. Their biceps bulged as they struggled to force one another to their knees, but neither woman budged an inch. Venom kicked the back of Crush's left knee. Dallas forced Crush down onto her knees. Venom choked Crush. Dallas press slammed Crush to the ringside floor. Fury threw Venom across the back of her shoulders and placed her in the torture rack, parading her around the ring like a new scarf. Venom choked back tears as she struggled to escape Fury's clutches. Dallas kneed Fury's groin. Venom nailed Fury with a reverse ddt., she scooped up fury and hiptossed her to the ringside floor.
Hellga pummeled Venom's back and set her up in an over the knee back breaker. Hellga pushed down on Venom's chin and knees. Venom screamed and flailed her arms. Dallas shook her head, she kneed Hellga's back and shoved her to the mat. Dallas nailed Hellga with an over the top rope german suplex.
Jillian: And we're down to the last three woman. Who's going to win is anyone's guess.
Chrissy: Never count out Dallas, she's a one woman army.
Kim: Go Zap, you can do it.
Dallas and Venom circled one another. Dallas smirked as she flexed her arms. Venom crouched low and beckoned to Dallas. Dallas halted and puckered her lips. Zap bash Venom between her shoulder blades. Dallas choked Zap with both hands and hoisted her off her feet. Venom stood in the corner and laughed. Zap raked Dallas's eyes. Dallas released Zap and staggered back. Venom charged Zap, Zap nailed Venom with a spinning heel kick to her jaw. Zap scooped up Venom and slung her out of the ring. Dallas kicked the back of Zap's left knee. Zap fell to one knee. Dallas lifted Zap over her head and slammed her to the mat, she dragged Zap to her feet and whipped her into the ropes Dallas nailed Zap with a clothesline and sent her tumbling to the ringside floor.
Chrissy squealed with delight, she she ran out from behind the announcer's table, she grabbed the Gladiator belt and briefcase and rolled into the ring and held them out to Dallas. Dallas strapped the belt around her waist. She stood up and grabed the briefcase. Chrissy hugged Dallas and raised her arm in victory, Dallas, Chrissy and the other Bad Gladiators regrouped and headed back to their locker room,
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Kimberly Jade Rogers vs Brenda Raganot
Jade strutted down the backstage hallway dressed in her American Gladiators outfit. She was still upset from her loss in the battle royale and tonight she was going to take it out on Brenda. She walked out onto the entrance stage and flexed her arms for the pumped crowd. She ran down the ramp and rolled into the ring and stood in a neutral corner of the ring. Ref Lori Fetrick stood in the center of the ring.
Brenda emerged from backstage dressed in a red bikini, she walked down the ramp jeering at the crowd, she climbed into the ring and pointed mockingly at Jade. She turned her back to Jade and patted her rear. "Come and get me Jade, if you think you can handle me."
Jade goes to charge Brenda but Lori stops her. "Wait til I call for the bell." Jade shoves Lori to the mat and lunges at Brenda knocking her onto her back, Jade gets up first and stomps on Brenda's left knee, Brenda screams and kicks Jade in her groin. Jade drops to her knees. Brenda rises to her knees and slugs Jade across the chin, Jade counters with a right jab to Brenda's chest. Jade gets to her feet and grabs a handful of Brenda's hair and yanks her to her feet. Brenda elbows Jade abs. Jade slams her elbow down on the back of Brenda's neck. Brenda falls flat on her face. Jade mounts Brenda's back and locks on the camel clutch, she pulls back on Brenda's chin.
Brenda flails her arms while trying to grab for the ropes. Ref Lori kneels down by Brenda and asks if she ready to submit. Brenda shakes her head no and grabs the bottom rope, Lori orders Jade to release her. Jade complies, she stands up and stomps on Brenda's back. Jade drags Brenda to her feet, Brenda knees Jade's groin. Brenda shoves Jade's head between her knees and sets her up for the powerbomb, Jade reverses into the hurricanrana and pins Brenda.
1...2... Brenda kicks out. Jade pounds her fists on Brenda's abs. Jade gets up, Brenda rolls to her feet and low blows Jade. Brenda ddt's Jade, she goes for the pin.
1...2... Jade kicks out. Brenda slaps Jade's face and stands up, she presses her foot down on Jade's groin. Jade grabs Brenda's ankles and flips her onto her back, Jade wraps both legs around Brenda's right legs and squeezes tight. Brenda squirms trying to get to the ropes, in desperation she leans in and rakes her fingernails over Jade's face. Jade squeals and releases Brenda. Brenda crawls to the ropes and pulls herself to her feet. Jade stands with her hands on her hips. Brenda limps on her right leg toward Jade, Jade charges Brenda and kicks her across the back of her right knee. Brenda falls to one knee. Jade cups Brenda's chin in her left hand and taunts her. Brenda punches Jade's groin. Jade doubles over clutching her groin. Brenda staggers to her feet, she positions herself behind Jade and grabs her around the waist, she goes for a suplex, but her right leg gives out beneath her. Jade elbows Brenda's chin. Jade spins around and lands a spinning heel kick to the side of Brenda's chin. Jade grabs Brenda by her throat and shakes her like a rag doll. Brenda pokes Jade's eyes. Jade lifts Brenda off her feet and slams her her onto her back.
Brenda crawls towards the ropes. Jade grabs Brenda's ankles and drags her to the center of the ring, she pulls Brenda to her feet and whips her into the southwest corner of the ring. Jade mounts Brenda in the corner and repeatedly slams her fist against Brenda's forehead. Jade raises her left fist over her head and taunts Brenda. Brenda grabs Jade's Hips and shoves her off, Jade slams down hard on her back. Brenda limps out of the corner, she bends down and grabs a handful of Jade's hair and drags her to her feet. Jade elbows Brenda's abs, she grabs Brenda's right leg and flips her onto her back. Jade climbs up to the top turnbuckle, she does the crotch chop and leaps off, she connects with a leg drop across Brenda's throat.
Jade straddles Brenda's waist. 1...2...3. Lori raises Jade's arm in victory. Jade gets up and bows to the crowd, she flexes her biceps as cameras flash. Jade leans down and whispers in Brenda's ear. "You'll know better next time not to mess with me." Jade kicks Brenda in her ribs and climbs out of the ring as Lori goes to check on Brenda. Jade struts up the ramp, she glances back at Brenda one last time before disappearing into the back.
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Shannon Courtney vs Danielle Reardon
Shannon in front of the the wall length mirror in her private gym gazing at her reflection. She flexed her arms at her side, her biceps bulged and swelled with thick corded veins that ran the length of her arms. She smiled and grabbed a set of 50lb dumbbells off the rack, as she lifted them over her head she heard someone clearing their throat behind her. She turned to see Danielle Reardon, her brawny frame filling the doorway. "What are you doing here, I didn't invite you."
Danielle strutted towards Shannon, her cannon thick arms swinging at her sides. "I don't need an invitation to come see my friend do I?" Danielle smirked and picked up a 100lb dumbbell with ease. "You don't sound happy to see me."
Shannon glared at Danielle, she felt a churning in her stomach as she glanced over Danielle's super thick muscular body, from her beefy barrel chest down to her tree trunk legs. For the past six months Shannon had neglected her training and her muscle mass had shrunk during that time.Now here was Danielle standing before her, as if to taunt and gloat in her face. Shannon shook the thought away as she placed the dumbbells back on the rack. "Tell me what you want or leave."
Danielle let her dumbbell drop to the matted floor with a thud, she walked up to Shannon their noses touching together. "If I didn't know any better, I'd said you were jealous of me. Danielle rested her hand on Shannon's shoulder. "Say it isn't so."
Shannon brushed Danielle's hand off her shoulder. "So you're a little bit bigger than me. Who cares."
Danielle laughed and took a half step back. "What don't we put our muscles to the test. That is unless you're afraid of me."
Shannon shook her head. "You don't scare me in the least, I'll take you on any day of the weak." Shannon clenched her fists and held them up in front of her face."
Danielle smirked. "Good, we'll start small, say 100lb dumbbell curls." Danielle grabbed the dumbbell she had dropped onto the floor and grabbed a second one from off the rep. Shannon swapped out her 50lb dumbbells, they stood two feet apart facing each other. "Do as many as you can in 2 minutes. Get ready... Get Set... Go." Danielle curled rep after rep, her biceps bulging and swelling from the effort, to her surprise Shannon managed to keep pace with her. "You'll never beat me."
Shannon grunted with each rep. "I'm not gonna let you get the better of me." Sweat rolled down Shannon's rock hard six pack abs, despite her slight size disadvantage, Shannon refused to be upstaged by Danielle. She gritted her teeth, she quickly began to outpace Danielle.
Danielle's jaw dropped, Shannon's biceps bulged to twice their size. Shannon glanced at Danielle with a smirk. "Time." Danielle shouted as she let her dumbbells slam to the floor. "Yeah you got some muscles, but there's no way you're superior to me." Danielle hit a side chest pose, her pecs and biceps swelled and hardened. Shannon grinned and responded with her own side chest pose. Danielle sneered and hit a front lat spread pose. Shannon smirked and mimicked Danielle's pose. Danielle chuckled and inched towards Shannon as she hit a most muscular pose. Shannon stood with her hands on her hips.
Danielle had had enough, she walked up to Shannon and slapped her across the face, Shannon staggered back as she rubbed at her stinging cheek. "It's time to put our strength to the real test." Danielle raised her hands over her head challenging Shannon to a test of strength, Shannon locked hands with Danielle. Danielle started to push Shannon back, Shannon gasped and shook her head, she pushed back forcing Danielle to take a half step back. Their thick granite hard biceps bulged as they struggled to force each other to their knees, this went on for seemed like several minutes until Danielle forced Shannon to her knees. Shannon grunted as she struggled to get off her knees. Danielle smirked and started to force Shannon down onto her back, Shannon headbutted Danielle's groin. Danielle shrieked and jerked her hands back to rub at her groin. Shannon jumped up and lunged at Danielle tackling her to the padded floor. Shannon wailed on Danielle's abs with her fists. Danielle raked Shannon's eyes. Shannon drew back and stood up with a grunt. Danielle stood up and grlared at Shannon, she hit a double biceps pose and dared Shannon to strike her. Shannon slammed her fist against Danielle's abs. Danielle
laughed as if unfazed by Shannon's blow.
Shannon pummeled Danielle's abs with her fists, Danielle grasped Shannon's wrist and wrenched it behind her back with one hand, she slammed her other hand down on Shannon's shoulder. Shannon let out a loud scream and elbowed Danielle's chin. Her arm free, Shannon spun and elbowed Danielle's chin. Danielle staggered back. Shannon grabbed Danielle by the throat and groin and hoisted her overhead. Shannon grinned and let Danielle fall onto her face. Danielle sat up and kicked Shannon between her legs. Shannon doubled over as she dropped to her knees. Danielle stood up, she grabbed the sides of Shannon's head and kneed her chin. Shannon sat up, Danielle kicked her in her chin. Shannon rolled onto her side and clutched at her chin. Danielle grabbed a handful of hair and dragged Shannon to her feet. Shannon kneed Danielle's groin and pushed her back into one corner of the room where she relentlessly pounded on Danielle's chest and abs with her fists. Danielle slumped down onto her rear, Shannon pressed her foot against Danielle's throat. Danielle grabbed Shannon's ankle and slung her to the floor. Danielle scooped Shannon up and rammed her back against the wall. Shannon grunted as she landed facedown on the floor. Danielle stomped on Shannon's back repeatedly, she sat down beside Shannon and wrapped her legs around her throat. Shannon flailed her arms and clawed at Danielle's ankle, but Danielle wouldn't let go, it caused her to squeeze tighter.
Shannon raked her fingernails down Danielle's legs, Danielle's ignored the irritance and laughed as Shannon began to drift in and out of consciousness. Shannon bit down on Danielle's calf. Danielle screamed and let go of Shannon, she stood up and kicked Shannon in her ribs as she was rising to her knees. Shannon grabbed Danielle's legs and flipped her onto her back. Shannon flopped down on Danielle's chest, she grabbed Danielle's throat with both hands and squeezed tight. Danielle slammed her fists into Shannon's chest and chin, she shoves Shannon onto her back and stood up, she stomped on the back of Shannon's shoulders. Shannon started to crawl towards the front door but Danielle grabs her ankles and hurls her into the wall, Shannon lands on her face with a grunt. Danielle drags Shannon to her feet, she goes to slap Shannon, but Shannon blocks it with her beefy forearm and clothes lines Danielle onto her back. Danielle kips up and nails Shannon's groin with her knee. Danielle shoves Shannon's head between her knees nad powerbombs her against the wall. Shannon lays on the floor spread-eagled on her back. Danielle places one foot on her chest and hits the most muscular pose
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Dale Tomita vs Denise Rutkowski
(BACKstage)
Monica Brant: Welcome back, I'm here with Fitness Divas Champion Dale Tomita, who will put her title on the line against Denise Rutkowski. Dale, do you have any concerns going into this match?
Dale snatches the microphone from Monica. "Why should I Monica. Denise may be bigger and more muscular than me. But muscles aren't everything, I have speed and skill on my side. And besides I'm the champ, and the champ fears no-
Cameo Kneuer knocks the microphone out of Dale's hand. "Stupid witch, you'd better watch your back tonight. Because I've got a special suprise for you." Cameo glared at Dale as she continued to walk by.
Dale stares at Cameo, her mouth hanging wide open. "Did you see that, I should teach her a lesson. I'm the champ, and no one does that to me. Forget I'm going to get ready for my match. This interview is over." Dale shoves Monica aside and walks back to her dressing room.
Dale walks onto the entrance stage dressed in a purple bikini and the Fitness Divas Title strapped around her waist.She bows to the boisteous crowd and sprints down the ramp, she rolls into the ring and holds the title belt over her head as the crowd erupts with cheers. The overhead lights dim, Denise walks out onto the entrance stage dreesed in a green leotard and long red cape fluttering behind her, she struts down the ramp and leaps onto the apron, she hits a double biceps pose then climbs into the ring. Dale folds her arms across her chest and glares at Denise. Denise strips off her cape and drapes it over the top rope, she walks over to the center of the ring and beckons to Dale.
Denise places her hands on her hips, The lights dim once more. Cameo Kneuer walks out onto the entrance stage dressed in a black and white striped bikini, she walks down the ramp and rolls into the ring. Dale shoots Cameo a dirty look, Cameo smiles and calls for the bell. Denise rushes at Dale, Dale sidesteps and trips her larger foe, Denise throws out her arms and lands on her hands, she jumps to her feet and lunges at Dale. Dale runs into the ropes and on the rebound connects with a dropkick to Denise's chest. Dale lands an elbow drop to Denise's chest, she bends over Denise and grabs a handful of hair. Denise jams her thumbs in Dale's eyes. Dale staggers back rubbing at her eyes. Denise stands up and creeps up behind her blinded foe, she wraps her arms around Dale's throat and shakes her like a ragdoll. Dale flails her arms and claws at Denise's arms, but refuses to relent.
Dale elbows Denise's side, Denise tightens her grip. Dale elbows her repeatedly, Denise grunts and releases Dale and staggers back clutching her right side. Dale runs at Denise, Denise ducks she lifts Dale over head and connects with the gorilla press slam. Dale rolls onto her back she sits up, Denise kicks her between her shoulder blades. Dale grunts and rolls towards the ring apron, she drops to the ringside floor. Denise walks towards the ropes, Dale leaps to her feet brandishing a steel baton, she bashes it against Denise's left ankle, Denise pitches back and lands on her rear, she clutches her aching ankle. Dale rolls into the ring still holding the baton, she slinks towards Denise with a smirk. Denise staggers to her feet. Dale runs at swing her baton at Denise, Denise catches Dale's wrist in mid-air and bends it back forcing Dale to drop the baton, she presses her palm in Dale's face and shoves her onto her back. Dale sits up and glares at Denise, Denise grins and bends down to grab Dale, Dale rakes Denise's eyes, Denise screams and stumbles around the ring. Dale walks up behind Denise and connects with a reverse ddt, she stands and grabs Denise's ankles and locks on the Boston Crab. Denise groans and claws at the mat trying to crawl towards the ropes. Dale leans back applying greater strain on Denise's body.
Denise screams and clenches her fists, she presses her hands against the mat, using the brute strength of her arms she manages to reverse the hold and flip Dale onto her back. Denise slams her heel in Dale's face. Dale throws her hands over her face, Denise gets to her feet, she grabs Dale's wrists and jerks the champ to her feet. Dale knees Denise's abs, Denise growls and uppercuts Dale's chin knocking the champ onto her back. Denise sat down beside Dale's right side and wraps her legs around Dale's waist squeezing her tightly. Dale groans and slaps at Denise's legs. Cameo crouches down beside Dale and tells her she has no choice but to submit. Dale screams and shakes her head, she tells Cameo no and claws at Denise's thigh. Dale pounds her fists on Denise's knee. Denise grunts and slackens her grip around the champ's waist. Dale wriggles free, she rolls to her feet and lands a dropkick to Denise's chin. Dale rolls Denise onto her stomach and clamps on the crippler crossface. Denise grimaces and clenches her free fist, Denise groans and slaps her free hand against the mat repeatedly.
Cameo begrudgingly calls for the bell, she raises Dale's arm in victory. Dale bows to the crowd as Cameo retrieves the Fitness Divas title from the timekeeper's table. Cameo holds out the belt to Dale, Dale goes to grab it but Cameo lunges and bashes the champ across her face with the title. Cameo laughs and holds the belt over her head, she kneels down beside the unconscious champ and screams in her ear telling her that the title will be hers once again before laying the belt over the champ's chest. Denise staggers to her feet, she grabs a handful of hair and jerks Cameo to her feet, Cameo kicks Denise in her groin. Denise falls to her knees. Cameo knees Denise's chin laying her out flat on her back. Cameo taunts the crowd, she climbs out of the ring and brushes her hair from out of her face, she looks back once more admiring her handiwork then disappears into the back.
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:bravo: Great job on Dale vs Denise 2, how about Trish Stratus vs Laura Vukov?
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Thanks, and Laura vs Trish sounds good. I'll have another match posted by tomorrow.
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Cool deal, looking forward to it and hope you can do my suggestion for a future match.
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Sure, no problem . The next match I'm posting is Kristen Graham vs Stacie Tovar. I think you'll enjoy it.
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Kristen Graham vs Stacie Tovar
Kristen high-fives and slaps fans hands as she makes her way down the entrance ramp dressed in an american flag bikini, she rolls into the ring and leans against the post in the southwest corner of the ring and sits down on the top turnbuckle, she raises her fists over her head elicting a chorus of cheers from the crowd. Ref Denise Austin stands in the center of the ring.
The lights dim, Stacie walks out onto the entrance stage dressed in a Rebel flag bikini, she carries a microphone in her right hand. the crowd showers her with a chorus of boos as she struts down the ramp, she flips off the crowd as she climbs onto the apron and steps in between the ropes. She glares at Kristen for what seems like minutes then speaks. "Kristen, you're a fool for accepting my challenge, I'm going to beat you down without mercy and there's nothing you can do to prevent. So get your butt off the turnbuckle and take your beating honorably."
Kristen glances around the crowd as if seeking their guidance, she grins and then hops down off the turnbuckle, she smirks as she walks up to Stacie. Without a word she slaps the microphone out of Stacie's hand. She jabs Stacie's chest with her index finger. Stacie sneers and shoves Kristen into the ropes. Kristen grabs the ropes and maintains her balance, she gets in Stacie's face and starts shouting. "What's your problem with me, I haven't done anything to you."
"Shut up." Stacie screams and slams her right fist into Kristen's abs. Kristen doubles over clutching her midsection. Stacie connects with a knee to Kristen's forehead as Denise calls for the starting bell. Kristen stumbles back into the corner as she rubs at her head. Stacie charges at Kristen like a bull, Kristen sidesteps Stacie and kicks her in the rear. Stacie tumbles forward her shoulder connects with the steel ring post, Kristen grabs Stacie around the waist and connects with a bridging german suplex.
1... Stacie kicks out, she gets to her feet first and stomps Kristen's abs. Kristen rolls towards the edge of the ring and sits up, she gets to her feet and flexes her right arms, her biceps swells up like a football. Stacie's jaw drops she stands there for several seconds gawking before walking regaining her composure, she runs at Kristen and goes for a dropkick but Kristen sidesteps and she lands hard on her back, Kristen elbow drops Stacie's abs. Kristen grabs a handful of Stacie's hair and drags Stacie to her feet, she knees Stacie's groin and lifts her up in a vertical suplex then bodyslams her to the mat. Stacie rolls onto her side clutching her ribs, kristen drags her to her feet, Stacie lunges and spears Kristen onto her back. Stacie crouches down beside Kristen and knees her side, she flips Kristen onto her stomach and locks in her a legtrap camel clutch. Kristen screams and flails her arms as Stacie leans back pulling up on her chin. Stacie kisses the back of Kristen's head. "I love the way you scream."
Kristen grits her teeth, with the ropes just out of reach she contemplates tapping. Ref Denise kneels down in front of her asking if she wants to submits. Kristen shakes her head. Stacie grabs a handful of Kristen's hair and tugs hard on it. Kristen groans loudly. Denise admonishes Stacie for hair pulling and orders her to release the hold. Stacie lets go fo kristen and shoves her face against the mat, she stomps the small of Kristen's back. Kristen crawls towards the ropes as Stacie struts around the ring cursing at the crowd. Kristen reaches the ropes and pulls herself up, Stacie turns and runs at Kristen. Kristen lunges and connects with a hard hitting clothes-line knocking Stacie onto her back. Kristen stomps on Stacie's ab repeatedly. Stacie grunts and sweeps her leg across Kristen's ankles causing her to flop onto her back. Kristen sits up, Stacie crouches down behind and presses her knee against her upper back, she grasps Kristen's chin and wrenches it to the side. Kristen screams and flails her arms, she claws at Stacie's arms. Kristen scratches Stacie's forearm with her fingernails, Stacie yells and releases Kristen. Stacie and Kristen get to their feet at the same time, Kristen spins around and catches Stacie with a roundhouse kick to the jaw. Stacie flops onto her back, Kristen straddles Stacie's waist and starts pounding on her abs. Stacie grabs Kristen's right wrist with both hands and twists it hard. Kristen raises her left knee and brings it down on Stacie's groin.
Kristen stands up, Stacie sits up and slams her right heel into Kristen's groin. Kristen drops to her knees with a grunt. Stacie staggers to her feet and grabs Kristen's throat with both hands and lifts her off her feet then slams Kristen onto her back. As Kristen sits up, Stacie lands a dropkick to her chest. Stacie plops down on Kristen's waist and hooks her legs.
1...2...Kristen kicks out, stacie pounds her fist on the mat. Kristen gets to her feet as Stacie argues with the ref, she sneaks up behind Stacie and locks her arms around her waist, Stacie groans as she twists around in Kristen's grip, she slaps both of Kristen's ears with the palms of her hands. Stacie rakes Kristen's eyes forcing her to release her. Stacie irish whips Kristen into the southwest corner of the ring, she charges and connects with a handspring elbow to Kristen's chest. Kristen pitches forward and falls flat on her face. Stacie drags Kristen to her feet by her hair and slaps her across the face, she shoves Kristen into the corner and mounts the second rope and starts pounding on Kristen's forehead with her fist. Kristen grabs Stacie by her hips and shoves her the turnbuckle. Kristen bends over with her hands on her knees breathing heavily, blood trickles from a cut on her forehead. stacie rolls out of the ring to regroup, she walks around the ringside floor nver taking her eyes off Kristen. stacie halts in front of the south side of the apron and goes to climb in. Kristen goes for the baseball slide, Stacie moves out of the way as Kristen slides off the ring apron and crashes into the security barricade. Stacie drags Kristen to her feet and whips her into the ring post. Kristen hits the post face-first with a grunt and collapses like a sack of potatoes.
Stacie presses her heel down on Kristen's throat, she grabs the ropes for added leverage. Kristen flails her limbs as she gasps for air. Stacie climbs up onto the apron and goes for the leg drop, Kristen barely manages to roll out of the way as Stacie comes crashing down. Kristen staggers to her feet, she grabs Stacie's ankles and drags her over to the announcer's table, she pulls Stacie to her feet then scoops her up and slams her down onto the table top. Kristen climbs up onto the table and rags Stacie to her feet, she shoves Stacie's head between her knees, Stacie reverses it into the back body drop, Kristen slams down onto the ringside floor with a grunt. Stacie leaps off the table and connects with the elbow drop to Kristen's chest. Stacie drags Kristen to her feet and hungs her over the security barricade, she climbs atop the barricade and leg drops the back of Kristen's neck.
A fan pats Stacie on the back, she spins around and slaps him across the face and starts to argue with him. Kristen sits up rubbing her throat, she staggers to her feet and sneaks up behind a distracted Stacie. Kristen taps Stacie on the shoulder, as stacie turns to face her Kristen kicks Stacie in her waist and connects with the stone cold stunner. Kristen scoops up Stacie and rams her back first against the ring post, she tosses Stacie into the ring and climbs up to the top turnbuckle, Kristen crouches down on the turnbuckle. Stacie staggers to her feet and stumbles around the ring in a daze, she turns when she hears Kristen calling her name. Kristen leaps off the turnbuckle and connects with the missile dropkick, Kristen raises Stacie into a seated position, she presses her knee into Stacie's upper back and grabs her wrist pulling back hard on Stacie's arms. Stacie screams and flails her legs. Kristen tugs back harder on Stacie's arms. Denise crouches down in front of Stacie and asks if she submits. Stacie nods and screams her submission. Denise calls for the bell.
Denise Austin raises Kristen's arm in victory. Kristen grins and bows to the crowd, she wipes the blood from her forehead with the back of her hand nd waves to the crowd, she climbs out of the ring and slaps hands with her fans as she heads to the back.
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Shannon Courtney vs Sarah Hayes
When Shannon arrived at the beach, the sun was just starting to set and Sarah's party had barely just begun. Shannon was dressed in a purple tanktop and black gym shorts, she followed the blaring music down to the edge of the shore where a large crowd was gathered in a circle. Shannon excuses herself as she pushes her way into the center of the circle. That's when see sees sarah showing off.
Sarah is dressed in a blue sports bra and black thong, she holds one end of a steel plank in her right hand, she grabs the other end and bends it in half, the crowd ohhs and ahhs as her massive hard biceps swell up to twice their size. She throws the bent plank to one of the onlookers closet to her. Shannon folds her arms across her chest and smirks. Sarah grabs another plank and holds it over her head, she grins as she bends it into an O shape, she tosses it it to a second onlooker. Shannon chuckles and shakes her head. Sarah grabs two planks this time and bends them in half to the stunned amazement of the crowd, she tosses the planks into the crowd, Shannon catches it in her right hand and laughs. The crowd on onlookers shower Sarah with applause, a tall brawny man walks over to Sarah and hands her a can of beer.
"Not bad, Sarah, but I think I can do better." Shannon says and approaches the beefy hostess as she claps mockingly.
"I'm glad you decided to accept my invitation, I thought you weren't going to come." Sarah offers her hand and Shannon shakes it. Sarah gestures to the stack of steel planks beside her. "Be my guest, hotshot." Sarah folds her massive arms across her beefy chest and grins.
Shannon picks up four of the steel planks and holds them in front of her at chest level, her biceps bulge as she effortlessly bends the planks in half. Sarah rolls her eyes as Shannon drops the bent planks at her feet. The crowd claps for Shannon, she waves and smiles at them. Sarah walks up to Shannon and pats her on the shoulder. "Not bad.. for a rookie." Sarah hits a double biceps pose, her thick stone hard biceps bulged, her iron horse shoe triceps swelled. Shannon hits her own double biceps pose. Sarah and Sahnnon exchange glances, their eyes widen as they give each other the once over.
Shannon smiles at Sarah. "Amazing, we seemed to be evenly matched size wise. Why don't we go to my gym and see who's stronger?"
"You're on, Come on everybody, the party's on hold for now." Sarah follows Shannon to her car, they jump in and take off down the road, the other party-goers follow in their own vehicles.
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Shannon turns into her gym's parking lot, she parks in the space in front of the door, she and Sarah get out of her car as the other vehicles start pulling into the lot. Shannon unlocks the front door and holds it open, she gestures to Sarah. "Guests first." Shannon says, Sarah and the others shuffle into the gym. Sarah's tag-along guests line the walls of the gym, Shannon leads sarah to the 20ft x 20ft wrestling mat in the center of the gym floor. Shannon walks over to the center of the mat and flexes her right arm at her side. "I hope your friends don't mind if I humiliate you. After all, it was your party to begin with."
"My friends won't mind, because you're the only person who's going to feel humiliated. You wanted us to test our strength, so what did you have in mind?" Sarah asks folding her massive arms across her chest.
Shannon smirks and crouches down, perfect firm glutes nearly touching the floor. "There's only one way- we fight." Shannon intertwines her fingers and cracks her knuckles. "So come on and show me what you got."
Sarah laughs out loud she tilts back her head and the crowd joins in with her. "How cute that you think you stand a chance against me. Fine, I'll play along with your little game." Sarah clenches her fists at her sides, her forearms swell up to near popeye proportions, she grins and steps forward.
Shannon grabs the collar of her tanktop and rips it down the front revealing her purple silk bra underneath, she tosses her ripped tanktop onto the floor and steps forward to meet Sarah in the center of the mat. Shannon offers her hand, Sarahs glances about at her friends as if considering whether to return the exchange. Sarah slaps her hand away, she lunges and slams her fist into Shannon's abs. Shannon smacks sarah's face with her palm, Sarah grabs a handful of Shannon's hair in one hand and punches her forehead with the other. Shannon stumbles back, she runs and leaps at Sarah knocking her equally sized foe onto her back, she pummels Sarah's chest and abs with her fists. Sarah
rakes her fingers down Shannon's face. Shannon yelps and rolls onto her back and sits up, Sarah gets to her knees and wraps her arms around Shannon's throat from behind, she drives her knee onto Shannon's upper back. Shannon flails her arms, she manages to grab a handful of Sarah's hair and yanks hard, Sarah screams and releases Shannon.
Shannon jumps to her feet as Sarah rubs her scalp, Shannon lands a heel kick to Sarah's jaw. Sarah flops onto her back momentarily dazed. Shannon bends down over Sarah and grabs her hair, she drags Sarah to her feet, Sarah elbows Shannon's ab, Shannon double over. Sarah grasps Shannon by the groin and throat and lifts her overhead and presses her like a barbell, Sarah's friends erupt into laughter. Shannon thrashes madly trying to upset Sarah's balance. Sarah laughs and gorilla press slams Shannon to the mat. Sarah stomps on Shannon's abs, Shannon sits up, she wraps her arms around Sarah's right leg, Sarah falls onto her back, Shannon flips Sarah onto her stomach and clamps on the ankle lock. Sarah clenches her fists, she rasies her right hand up and opens it ready to slap the mat.
"You can't tap, silly girl. There is no ref to stop the fight, It's not over until one of us is unconscious. You wanted to run your mouth, so I'm going to find out how tough you really are." Shannon tightens her grip on Sarah's ankle, Sarah screams and slaps the mat with her fist. Shannon releases Sarah's ankle and stands over her flexing her rock hard cannonball sized biceps, she moves Sarah into a sitting position, she sits down in front of Sarah and scissors her torso, she bends Sarah over and wraps her left arm around Sarah's neck pressing her thick meaty forehead against Sarah's throat. Saarah slams her fist into Shannon's side, Shannon tightensher grip. Sarah pummels Shannon's side with her fist. Shannon cries out and releases Sarah. Shnaanon gets to her feet and slams her bare heel into Sarah's chest.
Sarah rolls onto her stomach, she staggers to her feet as Shannon approaches. Shannon swings her fist, Sarah grabs her wrist and wrenches it behind her back, Sarah sets up Shannon in the abdominal stretch, Shannon screams and flails her free arm. Sarah connects with the pump handle slam. Sarah drags Shannon to her feet, she shoves Shannon's head between her knees, she goes for a powerbomb but Shannon wraps her legs around Sarah's throat and squeezes tight, Sarah flails her arms as she falls to her knees. Shannon smirks and grabs Sarah's wrists and bends them back. Sarah pitches forward as Shannon releases her vicelike grip. Shannon stands behind Sarah and lands a dropkick to her stone slab of a back. Shannon mounts Sarah's lower back, she pummels the back of Sarah's broad beefy shoulders, Shannon clamps on the camel clutch and pulls back hard on Sarah's chin.
Sarah screams and kicks the mat with her feet. Shannon grabs Sarah's hair and yanks out a handful, she shoves the clump of hair into Sarah's mouth muffling her screams. Shannon shoves Sarah's face against the mat and stands up, she stomps on the back of Sarah's head and laughs. Shannon drags Sarah to her feet, Sarah drops to her knees and slams her fist into Shannon's groin. Shannon drops to her knees, Sarah slaps shannon's chest with her palm. Shannon flops onto her back. Sarah staggers to her feet, she leans over breathing heavily, she can feel her gorgeous massive muscles aching all over. Sarah grabs Shannon's head and drags her to her feet, Sarah scoops up Shannon and connects with the over-the-knee backbreaker. Shannon flails her arms, Sarah laughs and pushes down on Shannon's knees and chin. Shannon squeals as intense pain racks her back, she clnches her fists, her arms bulge up to triple their mass, she slams her fist into Sarah's jaw.
Sarah loses her grip on Shannon and pitches onto her back. Shannon crouches down over Sarah and stomps her abs multiple times. Shannon drags Sarah to her feet, Shannon scoops up Sarah and connects with the Tombstone Piledriver. Sarah lays spread-eagled on her back. Shannon playfully slaps Sarah's groin. "Are you finished already? What a shame." Shannon stands up, she's breathing heavily, a heavy layer of sweat coats her body. Shannon glances around the gym. Sarah's friend are standing in stunned silence like statues, amazed of what they had just seen. Shannon winks at them. Sarah's friends burst into applause. Shannon grins and flexes in a most muscular pose, every single inch her body bulging with tightly packed massive muscles.
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Dale Tomita vs Denise Rutkowski vs Cameo Kneuer
Jillian Michaels: The crowd is in a frenzy tonight, because this is the match they've all been waiting for. It's time for the triple threat match for the Fitness Divas Title and Dale is going to be in for the fight of her career because not only will she face long time rival Cameo Kneuer but rival Denise Rutkowski as well.
Kim Lyons: In this type of match it truly is every woman for herself. Dale is going to need eyes in the back of her head if she wants to walk out as the champion. And all the rules are out the window so Dale loses the championship advantage.
Jillian: I have to give Dale her props, she a spirited competitor. But Denise has the weight and strength advantage, and Cameo will do anything to win.
Kim: True dat.
The arena lights dim, smoke pours out of the air vents on the entrance stage as Dale walks out dressed in a black silk bikini, white sneakers, her hair is slacked back, and the Fitness Dicvas Title is strapped around her waist, she stops at the head of the ramp, she smiles and waves to the crowd with both hands, chants of "Kick their asses, Dale' echo throughout the packed arena, one man is holding a sign that says 'Marry me Dale.'. Dale blows a kiss to the sign holder then sashays down the ramp, she climbs up the steel steps onto the apron stands with her back to the ropes, she runs her hands down her body then climbs into the ring where Ref Monica Brant is waiting patiently. Dale holds the title over head as the crowd bursts into applause, she hands the belt to Monica who then hands it off to the timekeeper. Dale takes position in the southeast corner of the ring as she folds her arms across her chest.
Cameo walks out onto the entrance stage dressed in a pink bikini, black knee high leather boots , her big sister Cory a few steps behind. Cameo strides down the ramp the ramp and stops, she mimes putting a title belt around her waist and opoints at Dale. "You better be ready Dale, because tonight the Fitness Divas title is coming back to it's rightful place around my waist." Cameo breaks into a run and slides into the ring as Cory takes position just in front of the announcer's table. Cameo stands in the corner opposite from Dale and glares at the champion with fire in her eyes. Dala glares back at her and smirks.
Denise walks out onto the entrance ramp dressed in a red spandex leotard and barefoot, she prowls her way to the ring like a lion stalking it's prey. She climbs onto the apron and glares at both her oppononents and with both hands mimes running her fingernails down a blackboard, her eyes meet Cameo's, Cameo gulps and impulsively takes three steps back. Denise grins and hits a front double biceps pose, her thck beefy biceps bulge with veins. Dale and Cameo's jaws drop. Densie laughs as she places her hands on her hips, she beckons to both ladies, "Which one of you wants to be the first to feel my wrath, unless you're both afraid of me."
Cameo and Dale exchange nervous glances as Ref Monica beckons all three ladies to the center of the ring.
"Hold on a second, Monica." Stephanie Mcmahon's voice echoes throughout the arena. All eyes turn to the entrance stage as Stephanie emerges from the back. "Before you start this match, I have something to say. Cory Everson, you're banned from ringside for the duration of this match. so say goodbye to your sister and get your ass back to your dressing room."
Cameo clenches her fists as she throws a hissy fit. Dale points at Cameo and chuckles. Cory stamps her feet and shakes her fists. Denise folds her arms across her chest and smirks.
"You heard me the first time, if I have to tell you again then I'll have no choice but to suspend you for thirty days without pay. Now get your ass in gear."
Cameo leans over the ropes and whispers in her sister's ear, Cory nods and winks at Cameo, she struts up the entrance ramp and stops beside Stephanie, she flashes the CEO a mischievious grin and disappears into the back. Stephanie gives Monica the thumbs up and disappears into the back. Monica signals for the starting bell and rolls out of the ring. Denise, Cameo and Dale circle one another none daring to make the first move. Cameo approaches Denise cautiously. She's the reason neither of us are the champion. We should team up and take her down a peg." cameo offers Denise her hand.
"What the- you bitch." Dale shuts, she walks up to Cameo and gives a light shove. "We need to work together to take her out. Then it'll be between me and you." Dale offers Cameo her hand. Cameo laughs and slaps Dale's hand away.
Denise lunges and grabs both women by the throat, she lifts them into the air, their feet dangling beneath them. Dale and Cameo kick Denise's groin, Denise drops her knees, both women land safely on their feet. Denise rubs at her groin. Dale lunges and rams her knee into Denise's chest. Cameo drags Denise to her feet by her hair and bends her over. Dale goes for a standing leg drop to the back of Denise's neck, but Denise pulls back in the nick of time, she lunges and connects with a forearm smash across Cameo's chest. Dale goes for a spinning heel, Denise grabs her ankle and flips her onto her back. Denise stomps on Dale's abs. Cameo get to her feet and jumps on Denise's back, she wraps her arms around Denise's throat. Dale rises and pummels Denise's abs with a barrage of fists.
Kim: This could be bad news for Denise, it looks like Dale and Cameo have put aside their differences to take down a larger foe. But who knows how long their alliance will last.
Jillian: A smart move on their part, but I wouldn't trust Cameo too much, she's proven to be a crafty strategist. Dale better not lower her guard.
Denise runs backwards into the corner ramming Cameo's back against the turnbuckles. Denise turns and slaps Cameo with her palm leaving a handprint on her chest. Dale runs up behind Denise kicks the back of her right knee. Denise snarls and elbows Dale's throat. Dale slumps to the ground gasping for air. Denise grabs the ropes and presses the heel of foot against Cameo's throat. Cameo flails her arms as she gasps for air. Denise pulls her heel back and slams her fist into Cameo's abs. Cameo grunts as Denise's next strike connects with her groin. Cameo slumps down in the corner, Denise hooks Cameo's arms around the middle rope. Denise rolls out of the ring, she stands on the outside of the ring behind Cameo and grabs her wrists, Denise plants her feet against the edge of the apron and leans back with her full body weight. Cameo screams as pain racks her arms and shoulders, tears stain her cheeks.
Dale gets to her feet, she approaches the corner, she leaps over Cameo and climbs to the top turnbuckle, she hurls herself at Denise and connects with a flying clothes line. Cameo unhooks her arms and lies down on her side, she clutches her shoulders and wipes the tears from her eyes. Dale rolls to her feet as Denise rises to one knee, Dale runs up on Denise and knees her chin, Denise flops ionto her side, Dale grabs Denise's ankles, Denise draws up her knees and shoves Dale backward into the security barricade. Dale grunts and drops to her knees. Denise leans over Dale and stomps on her groin. Dale cries out. Denise grabs Dale's throat and lifts her over head like a barbell, she connects with a gorilla press slam, Dale's forehead smacks against the edge of the security barricade.
Jillian: Dale is gonna nned an asprin for that headache. (chuckles).
Kim: Don't give up Dale. (Pounds her fists on the table top).
Denise drags a dazed Dale to her feet, she shoves Dale's head between her knees and goes for a piledriver, Cameo bashes a steel folding chair across Denise's upper back, Denise falls flat on her face. Dale stumbles back. "Thank Cameo, I owe -
Cameo raises the chair over her head, Dale sidesteps as the chair whizzes by her head. Dale grabs the sides of the chair and kicks Cameo's groin. Cameo doubles over, Dale slams the chair down on the back of Cameo's head. Denise barrels into Dale from behid, Dale trips over Cameo and falls flat on her face. Denise beat on her chest like a goilla, she throws back her head and lets out a great bellowing roar, she drags Dale to her feet and whips her into the steel ring post. Dale grunts and flops onto her back. Cameo sits up in her dazed stupor, she staggers to her feet and sputs several feet between herself and Denise, she collapses against the side of the security barricade rubbing the back of her head. Denise drags Dale to her feet, Dale knees Denise's groins but Denise shrugs it off, she lifts Dale by the throat with both hands and shakes her like a ragdoll. Dale digs her long fingernails into Denise's thick meaty forearms, Denise yowls and slams Dale back-first against the edge of the ring apron.
Dale sits up and clutches at her back, Denise leans down and screams at her, Dale rakes her fingernails down Denise's face. Denise snarls and slaps Dale's cheek, she grabs Dale's throat and presses her thums against her windpipe. Cameo creeps up behind Denise and smashes a ceramic flower pot over her head. Denise collapses onto her back, Cameo offers Dale her hand and helps her to her feet. Dale jerks her hand away and slams her fist into Cameo's abs. Cameo doubles over, Dale connects with a standing leg drop across the back of Cameo's neck. Dale drags Cameo to her feet and whips her into the ring. Dale reaches under the ring apron and pulls out a long thick chain, she rolls into the ring dragging the heavy chain behind her, she rolls Cameo onto her stomach and straddles her back, she wraps the chain around Cameo's throat and leans back so that her back is nearly touching the mat, Cameo claws at the chain as she gasps for air, her tongue hangs out of her mouth, Dale grins and jerks back on the chain. Cameo gags and clenches her fists.
Denise stomps on Dale's upper back, The chain slips out of Dale's hands offering Cameo a respite. Denise kneels down behind Dale and clamps on a cobra clutch. Dale flails her free arm and rabs a handful of Denise's hair, Denise lifts Dale up and slams her down onto her ass. Cameo staggers to her feet, she grabs the chain and brandishes it like a whip, she catches Denise across the forehead. Denise releases Dale and clutches her forehead. Dale grabs the other end and play tug of war for control of the chain. Cameo jerks hards, Dale lurches forward, cameo hits connects with a forearm smash across her throat. Cameo lifts Dale into a seated position and wraps the chain around Dale's torso pinning her arms to her side, then around Dale's trhoat. Denise grabs two handfuls of Cameo's hair from behind and jerks her to feet. Denise connects with a devastating uppercut to Cameo's chin. Cameo drops to the mat like a sack of potatoes.
Dale slips the chain from around her body, she lunges at Denise and connects with the spear. Dale drags Denise to her feet, she shoves Denise's head between her knees and connects with the piledriver, Dale rolls Denise onto her back and hooks her legs. Ref Monica rolls into the ring and drops to her knees.
1... A brawny masked woman dressed in a black tanktop and blue jeans climbs over the security barricade and slides into the ring ...2... The masked woman grabs Dale's ankle and yanks her off of Denise, she drags Dale to her feet and tosses her out of the ring, she climbs out of the ring and starts pummeling Dale with her fists and feet. With her strength depleted, Dale was powerless to fight back, the masked woman stomps hard on Dale's groin, Dale shrieks and rolls onto her side as the masked woman grabs the steel steps and slams them down on dale's ribs. Cameo and Denise stagger to their feet, Cameo runs up behind Denise and goes for a bridging german suplex, Denise elbows Cameo's chin, Cameo staggers back. Denise powerbombs Cameo into the corner, she climbs up to the top turnbuckle and connects with the Bonzai drop, Denise drags Cameo into the center of ring, she stands with one foot on Cameo's face while she hits the most muscular pose.
1...2...3 Monica raises Denise's arm in victory, she retrieves the belt from the timekeeper and hands it to Denise. Denise holds the belt over her head, she finally pulls her foot out of Cameo's face and straps the title around her waist. The masked woman climbs into the ring and approaches Denise, Denise clenches her fist. The masked woman pulls off her mask.
Jillian: I can't believe it, it's Laura Creavale, one of the greatest Female bodybuilders to never win the Miss Olympia. Why is she helping Denise.
Kim: It's not fair, Stephanie Mcmahon bans Cory from ringside, and now this. Did Cory have something to do with this?
Jillian: I don't know, but I'll sure mopre of this mystery will be unraveled. Congrats to Denise, she proved that she was the better woman tonight.
Kim: Better woman, she had to have outside help to win the match, Dale was about to finish her off.
Jillian: Let it go, Kim. Unless you want to take it up with Denise.
Kim: ...............
Jillian: I thought so.
Denise hugs Laura in the center of the ring. Laura lifts Denise up onto her right shoulder and marches her around the ring.
Cory runs down to the ring and tends to her sister as Denise and Laura retreat to the back. Cory lifts Cameo into a sitting position and cradles her. Cameo stirs, when Cory tells her what happened she burst into tears. "This wasn't supposed to happen, You were supposed to help me win back the title."
Cory strokes her sister's hair, she rests her chin on Cameo's head. "Don't worry, I'll make Laura pay for interfering." Cory scoops up Cameo and carries her to the back. Monica goes to check on Dale who is still unconscious, two feamle paramedics rush down to ringside and load Dale onto the stretcher and cart her back to Dr. Michi Ritz's infirmary backstage.
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Diamond vs Wendy Lindquist
Jillian Michaels: Our next match of the evening promises to be be intense as Erika 'Diamond' Andersch challenges Wendy Lindquist for the Queen of Wrestling Championship Title Belt in one of wrestling's most brutal match, A Tables Ladders and Chairs match. And I'm pleased to announce that Kim and I are joined by a very special guest: Tonya 'Gold' Knight. Welcome Tonya, it's great to have you here.
Tonya: Thanks, I'm pleased to be here.(Grins and waves at the camera.)
Kim: Though you've have your differemces with Diamond in the past, Who do you think is going to win this match?
Gold: First of all, Diamond is not as tough as she wants people to believe, Her win over me was a fluke. The next time we face each other, I'm going to make her kiss my ass. As for her Wendy, I hope the champ crushes her.
Jillian: I'm rooting for whoever you're rooting rooting for, Gold. And I hope you embarrass the hell out of Diamond in your next encounter.
Gold: Thank you, Jillian. You've got a good head on your shoulders.
The arena light go out, a single spot light shines down on the entrance stage, the American Gladiators theme song echoes throughout the arena as Diamond walks out, the crowd bursts into applause as the challenger blows kisses to her many fans in attendance, Diamond waves to the crowd as she jogs down the ramp, she slides into the ring and points to the Queen of Wrestling belt hanging on a hook several feet above the ring. Diamond stops in the center of the ring beside Ref Beth Horn, she glares Beth and then at Gold. Gold glares back at Diamond and smirks. Diamond shrugs and crouches down with her hands on her knees.
The lights dims, Wendy walks out onto the entrance stage dressed in a dark blue bikini and barefoot, she swings her hips from side to side as she dances down the ramp, the crowd erupts into a elated frenzy. At the foot of the ramp, Wendy stops and pats the side of the ladder, she hops up and down and somersaults onto the ring apron, she drops into a splits and crawls into the ring under the bottom rope, she stands up and hits a front double biceps pose. Diamond stands straight up and approaches The champ her right hand extended, Wendy shakes Diamond's hand.
"Let's give the fans what they came to see. Good luck, Wendy." Diamond draws back her hand, they bow to each other. The bell dings. Wendy and Diamond go for a collar and elbow tie up, Diamond forces Wendy back against the ropes, she knees Wendy's abs. Wendy grunts and pushes Diamond towards the center of the ring. Wendy forces Diamond against the ropes. Diamond knees Wendy's abs again, Wendy doubles over. Diamond cups Wendy's chin in her hand, she slaps Wendy's chest, knocking the champ onto her rear. Diamond runs towards the ropes, she rebounds and goes for a dropkick, Wendy falls back onto her rear narrowly missing Diamond's feet. Wendy grabs Diamond from behind as she's getting to her feet and traps her in a full nelson, she shakes Diamond like a ragdoll then slams Diamond onto her rear. Wendy drags Diamond to her feet. Diamond knife edge chops Wendy's throat, Wendy staggers back rubbing her throat.
Diamond climbs out onto the apron and beckons Wendy by shaking her ass. Wendy runs towards the ropes, Diamond knees Wendy's abs as she reaches the ropes, she presses Wendy's throat against the throat grabs her hair and drops down off the apron, Wendy's head snaps back as her throat bounces off the ropes, she falls onto her back rubbing at her throat. Diamond grabs one of the many chairs scattered around the ringside floor and slides back into the ring, she sets up the chair in the southwest corner of the ring and watches Wendy get to feet, Wendy charges Diamond, Diamond leaps to her feet, she drops down onto her stomach and connects with a drop toe hold, Wendy's forehead collides with the seat of the steel folding chair. Diamond drags Wendy to her feet, the champ is bleeding from a gash just above her right eyebrow. Diamond sits Wendy in the chair and rolls out of the ring she grabs a table off the floor and slides it into the ring, Diamond climbs onto the apron and leaps iover the top rope, she sets up the table in the center of the ring. Wendy charges Diamond from behind and slams her face against the tabletop, Wendy scoops Diamond up and tosses her onto the table, Wendy climbs onto the table and drags Diamond to her feet, she shoves Diamond's head between her knees and connects with a sitout powerbomb.
Wendy staggers to her feet, she climbs out of the ring and walks over to the ladder, she folds it up and slides it into the ring. Diamond gets to her feet as Wendy is climbing into the ring, Diamond and Wendy grab each end of the ladder at the same time. Wendy tugs on the legs of the ladder, Diamond grins and rams the bottom of the adder into Wendy's chest. Wendy grunts and falls back into the ropes, she tries to grab the ropes for support but she slips and her arms become tangled in the top and middle ropes. Diamond sets up the ladder in the center of the ring just below the belt, instead of climbing up she pummels Wendy's abs with her knees and fists. Wendy grimaces as each blow lands it mark.
Jillian: Diamond could have this match won already, why not wait until the match is over to humiliate the champ.
Gold: .....
Kim: Poor Wendy, I'm surprised she's been able to hang on after that chair shot.
Diamond presses her boot heel against Wendy's throat. wendy thrashes about trying to free her arms with little success. Diamond grabs the top rope and shakes it hard, Wendy wriggles her arms free and connects with a clothesline across Diamond's chest. Wendy staggers to her feet, she mounts the bottom ladder rung and slowly starts to make her ascent, Diamond gets to her feet, she sneaks up behind Wendy and clamps on a sleeper hold, she pulls Wendy off the ladder and slams her onto her rear while keeping the sleeper hold locked. adding to Wendy's torment, Diamond scissors Wendy's waist and leans back. Wendy flails her arms, she knew it was pointless but she tried grabbing for the ropes. Diamond releases Wendy and shoves her face against the mat. Diamond stands up, Wendy sweeps her legs knocking the challenger onto her back. Wendy crawls to the ropes and pulls herself up onto her feet. Wendy leans against the ropes breathing heavily, she wipes the sweat from her forehand on the back of her hand. Diamond charges Wendy, Wendy ducks and flips Diamond over the top rope sending her crashing onto the ringside floor. Wendy climbs to the top turnbuckle and crouches down waiting for Diamond to get to her feet. As Diamond gets to her feet, Wendy leaps and connects with a flying crossbody, knocking the challenger onto her back.
Wendy staggers to her feet, she drags Diamond to her feet and connects with a spinning neckbreaker, Wendy lays on her back beside Diamond huffing and puffing. Wendy grimaces as she sits up, she gets to one knee and hunches over. Diamond groans as she sits up, Wendy sighs and staggers to her feet, she grabs two handfuls of Diamond's hair and jerks her to her feet. Diamond knees Wendy's groin, Wendy drops to her knees clutching her groin. Diamond drives her knee into Wendy's chin, the champ grunts as she flops onto her back. Diamond grabs a table and sets it up beside the ring, she grabs another table and sets it up atop the first. Diamond scoops Wendy in her arms and rolls her into the ring. Diamond slides into the ring and drags the dazed champ to her feet, she scoops up Wedny once more and lays her atop the stacked tables. Diamond climbs onto the tabletop, she throws across the back of her shoulders and connects with the Diamond cutter and crashes through both tables, both ladies lay winded amidst the ruined tables.
Jillian: No doubt that they'll both be feeling that in the morning. I can't imagine how they must feel after that.
Gold. Not bad, Diamond, Not bad.
Kim: I like them both so I can't decide who I want to win.
Jillian: Just go with Gold's pick, dummy.
Diamond gets to her feet, she climbs into the ring and staggers up to the ladder. She mounts the biottom rung and slowly starts to climb up. After several labored moments she reaches the top of the ladder, sreaches up for the belt, her fingers barely brush against it. Wendy grabs a table and slides into the ring, she sets the table up behind Diamond and climbs up the other side of the ladder. Diamond turns her focus on Wendy, Wendy slams her fist into Diamond's chest, Diamond grabs the back of Wendy's head and slams her face down of the top of the ladder, her chin bouncing off each of the rungs as she slides down. Diamond reaches for the belt once more. Wendy pulls herself up to the top of the ladder as Diamond makes a grab for the belt, Wendy headbutts Diamond's groin. Diamond doubles over, Wendy shoves Diamond's head between her knees and powerbombs off off the ladder and through the table, Wendy and Diamond lay bruised and battered amidst the shattered table. Wedny staggers to her feet, she grabs a chair and sets it up beside the ladder, she sits down to catch her breath and closes her eyes. Diamond rolls out of the ring, she slides another table into the ring and sets it up, wendy's eyes open in time to see Diamond standing over her. Wendy lunges but Diamond scoops her up and bodyslams her onto her onto the tabletop. Diamond climbs to the top of of the ladder and rdrags her thumb across her throat signaling the end of Wendy's reign as champion, Diamond leaps off the ladder and connects with a moonsault, Both ladies crash through the table. Wendy lays unmoving as Diamond crawls to her knees, with her strength waning Diamond manages to climb up to the top of the ladder, adrenaline surging through her she grabs the belt and pulls it off the hook, her legs tremble and she falls to the mat, exhausted but victorius.
Beth raises Diamond's arm in victory, Diamond sits up clutching the belt against her chest, she grimaces as she sluings the belt over her shoulder, she slowly gets to her feet, she drops to her knees battered and exhausted from the match.
Jillian: Well, I hate to say it but congratulations to Diamond.
Kim: A great showing by both women, but it seems Diamond was the more determined competitor. Well done Diamond and Wendy. What do you think, Gold?
Gold throws off her headset and storms the ring, Diamond turns as Gold connects with the spear. Gold grabs the belt and the holds it over her head. She tosses the belt down on Diamond's chest. Gold goes to the ropes to leave, but sees Wendy getting to her feet, Gold motions to Beth, Beth walks up to Wendy and mocks her defeats. "Poor widdle Wendy, you wost your title." Beth grins and slaps Wendy across the face. Wendy staggers to her feet, Gold stands right behind Wendyholding a chair in her hands. Beth shoves Wendy, Wendy stumbles back into Gold. Wendy turns and sees Gold, she shakes her head and drops to her knees pleading for mercy. Beth grabs a chair as Wendy grovels at Gold's feet. Beth slams her chair across Wendy's back. Wendy pitches forward, Gold slams her chair down on Wendy's head. Wendy lays unconscious at Gold's feet, her wound wound over her right eyebrow bleeding fresh again. Gold and Beth throw down their chairs and high-five, they climb out of the ring, leaving a bleeding Wendy and dazed Diamond behind.
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Shannon Courtney vs Selma Labat
Shanon struts into the gym lobby and looks around, she shrugs and walks into the exercise area and continues to glance around. She spots several women gathered around another who is squatting with a heavy barbell across the back of her shoulders. "Hello. can someone help me?" Shannon greets the women with a smile.
The women turn and stare at Shannon, the beautiful massively muscular Hispanic woman squatting in the center of the circle lowers the barbell to the floor at her feet. She pushes her way out of the circle and approaches Shannon, she folds her arms across her chest. "Who the hell are you, and what are you doing here?"
Shannon cocks her eyebrow. "I'm looking for Estafania Moya."
The hispanic woman offers Shannon her hand and Shannon shakes it, Shannon' eyes widen as she catches sight of the woman's beefy vein covered forearm. "I'm Selma Labat, Estafania's not here today, looks like you came at the wrong time." Selma squeezes Shannon's hand hard, Shannon winces and jerks her hand free. Selma grins.
Shannon shakes her head. "I was told she was going to be here today, maybe I'll come back tomorrow." Shannons and starts to head toward the front.
"Maybe you should come back never, you look like a weakling to me." Selma says, the other women burst into laughter.
Shannon halts and turns back to face Selma. "What's your damn problem, I haven't done anything to you."
Selma gives Shannon the once over, she smirks and shakes her head. "Why do you want with Estafania anyway, little girl." Selma circles Sahnnon, and stops and stands behind her, she stares down at Shannon's rear.
Shannon takes a couple of slow breaths. "I heard Estafania was really strong, so I wanted to find out if it was true."
Selma chuckles. "test her strength, you mean you want to fight her. I don't think you'd last long against her. You don't even look like you'd be a challenge to me." Selma slaps Shannon on her rear, Shannon flinches.
Shannon spins around and jabs Selma's chest with her index finger. "I can beat you any day of the weak." Shannon flexes her arms, her thick rock hard biceps bulge, her meaty forearms swell up.
Selma covers her mouth to stifle a yawn. "You're dreaming missy, a small fry could never be in the same league as me. Go back to your plastic toy weights." Selma laughs and the others join in.
Shannon stamps her foot on the floor. "Look, I'll be back, you tell Estafania that I was here." Shannon goes to leave again, but Selma places her right hand on Shannon's hard chiseled chest. Selma gives Shannon a hard shove and sends her reeling back. Selma's posse clear the way as Shannon stumbles backwards, the back of her ankles collide with the barbell and she falls back, the back of her head hits the floor with a thud. Selma and her posse laugh raucously. Shannon gets up and rubs the back of her head. "You're a bitch."
"What did you call me. apologize now or I'm going to beat you down." Selma storms over to Shannon and grabs the collar of her tanktop.
"Since Estafania's nout here, Why don't you fight me, unless you're scared." Shannon smirks.
Selma grits her teeth, she glances at her posse then grins. she brushes her hair off her shoulder. "Fine, if that's what you want. You're making a mistake, but I guess you'll have to learn the hard way." Selma pulls Shannon up close to her and glares into her eyes. "You're going to regret this." Selma turns and heads for the door on the east side of the room, without looking back she beckons for Shannon to follow, Shannon nods and falls in behind Selma, Selma leads Shannon to a large room copletely bare except for a large foam mat that covered the entire floor. Selma moves to the center of the room and sits crosslegged on the floor.
Shannon stands cautiously in the entryway, she steps inside the room and kneels down in front of Selma. Selma raises raises her hands over her head, Shannon locks hands with Selma and they start to grapple, Selma stands up and starts pushing Shannon down onto her back, Shannon flexes her biceps and pushes Selma back as she gets to her feet, Selma's posse in watching in awed silence as they file into the room and stand along the wall. Selma grins and then squeezes Shannon's hands. Shannon drops to one knee wincing from Selma's powerful grip. Selma presses her right heel into Shannon's midsection and shoves her onto her back, Shannon rolls to her feet and lunges, Selma sidesteps and grabs Shannon's waist from behind, Shannon groans as she struggles to escape Selma's massive hard arms. Selma laughs and slams Shannon onto her back, Selma drags Shannon to her feet by her hair, Shannon punches Selma's groin, Selma doubles over clutching her groin, Shannon postions herself behind Selma and clamps on the full nelson. Selma groans as she flexes her arms, she powers out of Shannon's hold and elbows her abs. Selma spins and slaps Shannon's chest, Shannon lunges and knees Selma's abs. Selma staggers back, she runs forward and slams her heel into Shannon's abs. Shannon doubles over, Selma clamps on a side headlock and squeezes Shannon's throat. Shannon flails her arms as she's gasping for air. Selma punches the top of Shannon's head repeatedly.
Shannon catches Selma with a hard right to the small of her back, Selma connects with a bulldog slamming Shannon onto her face and stomach, Selma rolls Shannon onto her back, she repeatedly stomps Shannon's abs. Shannon grunts as she sits up, Selma slams her heel into Shannon's chin. Shannon rolls onto her her stomach, she pushes herself to her feet and connects with a spinning heel kick to Selma's jaw knocking Selma onto her back, Shannon drags Selma to her feet, bends her over and drives her knee into her chin. Selma jerks backs and flops onto her back, Shannon sits down beside Selma and scissors Selma's neck. Selma thrashes about as she claws at Shannon's ankles. "What's the matter, Selma, is it too tight for you. Poor thing." Shannon tightens her grip around Selma's neck.
Selma grabs Shannon's ankles and pulls them from around her neck, she stands up scoos Shannon up and connects with an over the knee backbreaker. Selma pushes down on Shannon's chin and knees. Shannon screams and flails her arms, Selma shoves Shannon to the floor, she drags Shannon to her feet and pushes Shannon's back against the wall, Selma connects with a flurry of fists to Shannon's abs. Shannon groans and slumps down onto her rear. Selma presses her heel against Shannon's throat, Shannon gurgles as Selma leans in with her full weight. Shannon drags her fingernails down the side of Selma's tree trunk quads. Selma stumbles back. Shannon staggers to her feet, she charges and rams her shoulder into Selma's abs. Selma fals onto her rear. Shannon approaches, Selma sweegs Shannon's legs knocking the massively muscled blonde onto her back. Selma straddles Shannon's waist and pummels her abs with her fists. Shannon rakes Selma's eyes, Selma screams and slaps Shannon across the mouth, Selma drags Shannon to her feet and shoves her head between her knees, Selma drives Shannon's head onto the floor. Selma stands over Shannon flexing her massive rock hard biceps, Shannon sits up and low blows Selma's groin. Selma doubles over. Shannon leg drops the back of Selma's neck, she drags Selma to her feet and goes to scoop her up, Selma elbows the side of Shannon's head. Shannon falls to her knees, Selma knees Shannon's chin.
Shannon sits up, Selma grabs Shannon's wrist and jerks her to her feet, She knees Shannon's groin and squezes Shannon with a bearhug, Shannon flails her arms. Selma tightens her grip around Shannon's waist. Shannon's head sags, her arms droop at her side. "Are you still awake, Shannon.?" No response, Selma lays Shannon on her back and stands with one foot on her chest, Selma's posse applauds their friend.
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Selma Lebat vs Estefania Saura Moya
Estefania walks through the front door of her gym at half past ten in the morning, dressed in a red bikini, and a pair of black sneakers. As she passes through the exercise area to her office in the back, she notices several of her clients talking in hushed voices in small groups. She stops and flags down a young beautiful blonde by the water cooler. "What's everyone talking about? Did I miss something important?"
The blonde stares slack jawwed at Estefania. "Nobody told about yesterday. It was crazy. A new client by the name of Selma Labat is working out yesterday, and she's really killing it with the bench press, I think she's on track to beating your lifting records. She's super strong and really hot too." The blonde says with a grin.
Estafenia cocks her eyebrow, she glares at the blonde and sneers. The blonde shudders and takes a step back. "Is that so?"
The blonde nods. "Yeah, now that I think about it, she was really hot, I'd go lesbian for-"
Estefania puts a hand over the blonde's mouth, she shakes her head and sighs. "I meant about about strength rivaling mine."
"Yes, she even got into a fight with Shannon Courtney yesterday and beat the crap out of her. It was really awesome. I wish I could fight like her."
Estefania rubs her chin. "Do you know if she's coming in today?"
The blonde nods. "Yes, this afternoon."
"Good, tell me when she arrives. " Estefania rubs her palms together, she smirks at the blonde and pats her on the head she struts into her office and slams the door shut behind her. She collapses in her swivel chair and waits for Selma.
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Selma lays down on the weight bench and grasps the barbell, her arms bulge with thick hard rippling muscles as she lowers and raises the heavy weight several times, she reracks the barbell and sits up. She stands up and walks over to the full length mirror in the back of gym. She hits a most muscular pose, her softball delts flare, her legs thick like tree trunks. She smiles and walks over to the water cooler, as she takes a sip of water Estefania barges out of her office, she sees Selma and stop.
Estefania folds her arms across her chest as she surveys Selma's massively muscular frame. "Not bad, I've seen better though." She says pointing her thumb at herself. "Anyway, I heard about what happened yesterday. So you think you're pretty strong, How bout testing those muscles against mine, I doubt you'll last five minutes with me."
Selma gulps down the rest of her water, and crushes the paper cup in her fist, she holds the balled up paper cup in Estefania's face and lets it drop to the floor. she stomps on it. "See that cup. that's what you're going to look like when I'm down with you." Selma grins.
"It's go time then." Estefania grabs Selma by the hair and leads her into the back room, she slings Selma to the floor and pounces on her back, Estefania pummels Selma's back with her fists. Selma bucks like a bronco and hurls Estefania to the floor, they get up at the same time and lock hands trying to force the other to their knees. Estefania knees Selma's groins her arms swell with thick hard powerful muscles as she pushes Selma down onto her knees. Selma headbutts Estefania's abs, Estefania doubles over, Selma hops up and drives her knee into Estefania's chin. Selma spins Estefania around and locks her in a full nelson, Selma writhes as she struggles to shake Estefania loose, Selma forces Estefania's back against into the wall, she flexes her huge cannonball biceps and powers out of Estefania's grip. Selma spins around and cathes Estefania with a hard kick to the side of her ribs. Estefania lunges and tackles Selma to the floor, Estefanis wraps her massive tree trunk legs around Selma's throat and squeezes tightly, Selma gasps for air as she flails her arms. Selma grabs Estefania's right big toe and bends it back, Estefania screams and releases her grip around Selma's throat.
Selma stands up and knees Estefania in the chin, she sits down behind Estefania and wraps her arms around her throat. Estefania elbows Selma's side, Selma tightens her grip, Estefania elbows her side repeatedly, Selma shoves Estefania onto her side and rolls to her feet, she stomps on Estefania's beefy stonehard chest. Estefania sits up and low blow Selma betwwen her legs, Selma drops to her knees. Estefania kneels down in front of Selma and wraps her arms around her waist, she shakes Selma like a rag doll. Selma wails on Estefania's chest and face. Estefania slams Selma onto her side, she drags Selma to her feet and picks her up from behind drops to one knee and slams Selma's groin down on her ohter knee. Selma stumbles towards the corner wall, Estefania runs up behind her and nails her with a running bulldog. Estefania stands on Selma's back with one foot and presses down on her spine. Selma rolls out from under Estefania's foot and staggers to her feet, she lunges and rams her shoulder into Estefania's abs.
Estefania falls back with a loud grunt as Selma's shoulder strikes her abs, she pitches back and falls onto her rear. Selma raises Estefania into a seated position and drives her heel into her chin. Selma sits down byside Estefania's head and chokes her throat with her legs while she pulls back on Estefania's wrists. Selma laughs as she pulls back harder on Estefania's wrist. Estefania screams her whole body writhing in pain, she clenches her fists and jerks her wrists loose. Estefania rolls onto her stomach and unwraps Selma's legs from around her throat, she grabs Selma by the waist and nials her with a sidewalk slam, she lifts Selma over head and and drops her face first onto the floor, she pushes herself to her knees as she rubs her nose, Estefania jerks Selma to her feet and squeezes her around the waist with her arms pinned to her sides. Selma tires to flex her way free but Estefania's grip tightens. Selma thrashes her legs about, but Estefania shows no sign of letting go. Estefania hoists Selma off her feet and slams her down onto the back of her shoulders. Selma rolls onto her side side, Estefania drags her to her feet, Selma and Estefania trades punches back and forth to the abs and chest. Both women breathing heavily, Estefania knees Selma's groin, Selma drops to her knees and heatbutts Estefania's groin.
Estefania drops to her knees, she lunges forward on her knees and headbutts Selma's forehead, Selma recoils and flops onto her back, Estefania crawls atop Selma's waist and pummels her face with her fists, Selma covers her face with her forearms. Estefania catches Selma's chin with a hard right hook. Selma grunts and shoves Estefania back. Both women stagger to their feet winded, their massive hard muscular bodies dripping with sweat. Estefania rakes Selma's eyes, she kicks Selma in her groin and shoves her knees between her knees and squeezes Selma's throat. Selma's legs tremble as her knees give out, Estefania is panting rapidly, Selma's arms droop at her side, she weakly clenches and unclenches her fists, Several seconds tick by, Selma's arms droop limply at her side, she slumps forward as Estefanina let's her fall flat onto her face.
Estefania kneels down beside Selma and rubs her thick beefy traps, she strokes Selma's broad christmas tree shaped back. "You we're pretty fun, never forget who was superior here, little Selma." Estefania pats an unconscious Selma on her firm granite hard glutes, then stands over Selma and flexes a most muscular pose.
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Wendy Lindquist vs Lisa Bailey
As the first of the sun's rays peak out from behind the horizon, Wendy Lindquist is already outside the gym in full workout mode. She stares down at the 100 pound dumbbells laying at her feet, she exhales slowly her breath frosting in the chill morning air. Squatting low, she grips a dumbbell in each hand, her biceps bulging as she lifts the weight over her head. Long since acclimated to the harsh Canadian winters. she is dressed in a blue sports bra and black spandex thong and barefoot. Wendy counts to ten then lets the dumbbells drop onto the snow blanketed ground. Flexing her right arm, she presses her left index finger against her hard bulging bicep and grins. Satisfied with herself, Wendy walks up to the front door of her gym, she brushes the snow from her head and shoulders as she enters the gym lobby. Wendy halts when she sees a large muscle-bound woman standing by the counter. Wendy approaches the woman cautiously. How may I help you. Wendy said with a twinge of nervousness.
"Lisa Bailey is what everybody calls me, but you can just call me Lisa." The woman props her elbow on the counter and ogles Wendy's massive muscular physique as she draws near. Wendy offers her hand and Lisa shakes it, the blonde buff beauty winces as Lisa crushes Wendy's hand in her powerful grip. Lisa releases Wendy's hand and smirks. Wendy's eyes narrow as she takes in the sight of this strange and powerful visitor. As Wendy ponders the meaning of this unexpected intrusion, Lisa speaks. "I'll cut to the chase, I've seen all your videos on Youtube and I have to say- I'm not impressed. You're a cocky airhead who thinks she's somebody just because she has a little bit of muscle. I've come to bring you back to reality, and if I have to beat some sense into you then so be it." Lisa strips off her t-shirt and jeans, she flexes her bulging biceps in a low cut black leather bikini. Wendy impulsively takes a step back, her heart races as Lisa struts towards her.
"You're just jealous of my success, that's all it is. And you better not underestimate me or I'm going to show you the door the hard way." Wendy said through gritted teeth. She raises her clenched up in front of her face daring Lisa to make the first move. Lisa laughs, she stands back a few feet away from Wendy, she can hear the fear and doubt creeping into Wendy's voice. Telling herself that Lisa's muscles are all for show she dares Lisa to show her what she's got. Wendy's fists drop at her sides, she stares dumbfounded as Lisa flexes in a most muscular pose, every inch of her body bulges with hard rippling muscles. A shiver runs down Wendy's spine, she realizes this woman is more than meets the eyes. Drawing courage from deep within her, Wendy shuffles up to Lisa, she gazes in Lisa's eyes and smirks. "Fine, if you want me then come and get me, that is if you can handle me."
Raising her hands over her head, Lisa challenges Wendy to test their bicep strength. which Wendy accepts eagerly. As they struggle for dominanc, Wendy smirks as she forces the larger Lisa down to one knee. Wendy's glee quickly turns to shock as Lisa chuckles madly, Lisa pushes Wendy back with her powerful heavily muscled arms. Wendy whimpers as she finds herself quickly forced down onto both knees. Lisa stares down at Wendy and smirks, Wendy chews nervously on her lower lip as she wonders what Lisa has in store for her, she shuts her eyes and waits for the beat-down. Pressing her heel against Wendy's midsection, Lisa clasps Wendy's wrists and jerks back on them. Wendy screams as intense pains racks her arms and shoulders, she fears that Lisa will rip her arms out their sockets.
As Wendy's tortured screams echo in her ears, the giddy Lisa releases Wendy's arms and drives her knee into the blonde bodybuilder's chin. As her back hits the floor, Wendy sits up rubbing her shoulders. Grabbing a handful of Wendy's hair, Lisa jerks her smaller foe to her feet. Wendy locks her arms around Lisa's waist and crushes her larger foe in her python like grip. Smirking, Lisa squeezes Wendy's firm baseball biceps like a tube of tooth-paste. Grimacing, Wendy releases her grip from around Lisa's waist, But Lisa continues to squeeze Wendy's biceps. Wendy drives the top of her foot into Lisa's groin. Recoiling from the low blow, Lisa staggers back and falls to her knees. Charging at her kneeling foe, Wendy drives her right heel into Lisa's chin.
Lisa flops onto her back and grunts. Grabbing two handfuls of hair, Wendy jerks Lisa into a sitting postion. Lisa clutches Wendy's ankles and sweeps her onto her back, Straddling her torso, Lisa crushes Wendy's waist with her massive tree trunk quads and thighs. Wendy writhes in agony as she gasps for air. Flailing her legs, Wendy tries to shake Lisa loose, but Lisa grip tightens, the air rushes out of Wendy's lungs. Lisa pummels Wendy's biceps, Wendy chokes back the tears as pain floods her biceps. Wendy rolls Lisa onto her side and rakes her eyes as she sits up. Wendy staggers to her feet and drives her right knee into Lisa's chin.
With a grunt Lisa topples onto her back, she rolls onto her side and sweeps Wendy's legs. Wendy pitches forward, her chin strikes the linololeum floor. Staggering to her feet, Lisa stomps the small of Wendy's back. Lisa presses her heel down on Wendy's upper back, Wendy screams. As Wendy crawls toward the front door, Lisa flops onto her back and tugs back on her chin. Wendy screams and flails her arms, she reminds herself that it futile, that no one is around to hear her cries for help. Wendy sighs as Lisa let's go and gets to her feet. Wendy rolls onto her stomach and tries to sit up, Lisa grabs the sides of Wendy's head and lifts her into the air, her feet dangling helplessly above the floor, Lisa plops down onto her rear as she slams Wendy down onto her back. Lisa rises to her feet and stomps down on Wendy's chest and arms. Wendy whimpers as pain slowly racks her body. Lisa presses her right heel down on Wendy's chest, she flexes her arms up at her sides. "Wendy, why don't you show me your biceps, surely they must have some power left in them."
Wendy glares up at Lisa, with her back to the floor she clenches her fists, her baseball biceps bulge. Wendy groans as her biceps go soft, she can feel the last bit of strength flee from her body. Lisa straddles Wendy's throat, she laughs as she rubs her groin in Wendy's face. "Looks like you were nothing but talk, Don't worry, I'll wait until you're awake before I have my fun with you."
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Friday Night Carnage Opening Night
Sharon Bruneau vs Lisa Lorio
The camera fades in the backstage area where Moninca Brant is interviewing Sharon. Sharon, dressed in a purple backless leotard, smiles and waves to the camera.
Monica: A big hello to all the viewers watching at home, I'm here with the beautiful and buff Sharon Bruneau who is scheduled to face off againt Lisa Lorio in a ladder match for $50,000 and a future title shot for the championship of her choosing. So Sharon, how do you feel going into this match?
Sharon grabs the microphone out of Monica's hand.
Sharon: I'm confident that I'm going to get the win over Lisa, she may be strong, but not as strong as me. When I'm standing atop the ladder holding the briefcase with my money and my title shot, there won't be any doubt who's the better woman.
Sharon hands the microphone back to Monica and heads off down to hall towards the ring area.
The camera fades out, it fades back in on Jillian Michaels and Kim Lyons sitting at the announcer's table on the south side of the ringside floor. Ref Denise Austin stands in the center of the ring.
Jillian: Welcome back wrestling fans to Friday Night Carnage, and we're here anxiously awaiting the start of our first match of the night. Who do you think is going to win, Kimmy?
Kim: Hard to say, Jillian. Both these ladies have proven to be sprited competitors. It's going to be a close, but I'm going to say Sharon.
Jillian; (nods) Hard to argue with that.
The camera pans over to the entrance stage as Sharon emerges from behind the curtain, the capacity filled crowd is on their feet chanting Sharon's name. Sharon smiles and bows politely to her adoring fans, she struts the ramp, at the foot of the ramp she stops and gestures to the ladder beside her, she mimes climbing up the ladder and grabbing the briefcase off the hook hanging from the ceiling. Sharon climbs onto the apron and flexes a front double biceps pose, she climbs through the ropes and stands in the center of the ring looking up at the briefcase.
Lisa emerges through the curtain, she struts up to the edge of the entrance stage and stops, she puts her hands to the side of her mouth throws back her head and howls like a wolf, she runs down the ramp and leaps into the ring and walks up to Sharon, they stare each other down in the center of the ring, nostrils flared and fists clenched. Ref Denise steps in and shoves them apart separating them, she briefly goes over the rules and signals for the bell.
Sharon and Lisa lock up in an collar and elbow tie up, they take turns forcing each other's backs against the ropes. Lisa drives her right knee in Sharon's abdomen, Sharon doubles over onto one knee, Grabbing Sharon by the wrists, Lisa presses her foot against Sharon's chest and rolls onto her back, Sharon tumbles through the air and crashes to the ringside floor. Lisa walks over to the riopes and leans down laughing at Sharon, Sharon rolls to her feet, she grabs Lisa's ankles and jerks her legs out from beneath her. Sharon rolls into the ring and stomps Lisa's abdomen, she rolls back out of the ring and returns with the ladder, she slides into the ring and sets the ladder up in the center of the ring. As Sharon mounts the bottom rung, Lisa gets to her feet and starts climbing up the other side of the ladder. They trade blows as they near the top, Sharon slams her fist in Lisa's ribs, Lisa catches Sharon across the chin with her forearm. Sharon grabs a handful of Lisa's hair and smashes her forehead against the top of the ladder the impact sends the ladder topplling onto it's side, Sharon and Lisa crash to the ringside floor.
Sharon crawls towards the steel steps and pulls herself up. Lisa sits up with a grunt and glares at Sharon, she sneaks up behind her kneeling foe and locks her arms around Sharons's throat. Sharon flails her arms, she thrashes about trying to shake Lisa loose, but Lisa tightens her grip. Sharon presses her heels against the steel steps and pushes off, sending her and Lisa sprawling to the floor, Sharon gets to her feet and rolls into the ring, she rights the ladder and quicly scakes, Lia rams into the side of the ladder, Sharon slides down onto her feet, Lisa takes the ladder and rams it sideways ainto Sharon's ribs. Sharon grabs the ladder and jerks it out of Lisa's hands. Lisa leaps into the air and drives her feet against the ladder which sends Sharon staggering back into the corner.
Lisa siezes the ladder and rams it against Sharon's abdomen. Sharon doubles over clutching her waist, Lisa sets the ladder back up in the center of the ring, as she reaches the top Sharon low blows her between the legs, Lisa grunts as her chin strikes each rung on her way down. Sharon scrambles up and the ladder and pulls down the briefcase and holds it over her head. Ref Denise raises Sharon's hand in she climbs off the ladder. As Sharon takes the bow, Heather Armbrust rushes out from the back and storms the ring, she grabs Sharon's shoulder and spins her around, Heather drives her knee into Sharon's midsection, she scoops up Sharon and bodyslams her onto her back. Heather stands with one foot on Sharon's chest and flexes her biceps, the crowd showers her with boo.
Jillian: Way to go, Heather. Sharon gets what she deserves.
Kim: Heather shouldn't be out here, she had no business attacking Sharon after she had won the match.
Jillian: (smirking) are you saying she should have attavked Sharon during the match.
Kim: (glares at Jillian) Cut to commercial.
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Kristen Graham vs Wendy Lindquist
As Wendy slowly lifted the barbell over her head, her brawny arms bulged with thick ropy veins, sweat dripping off her chiseled rugged pecs and abdomen. She grunted and dropped the barbell to the gym floor. Walking over to the weight bench, she grabs a towel and wipes down every inch of her sweat drenched body. She pulls off her soggy tanktop and wrings it out onto the floor. Wendy walked to the lobby and went behind the counter, she sipped from her water bottle, she sighed as the cool water quenched her parched throat.
The front door creaked open, Kristen stepped in the lobby and approached Wendy, she was grinning ear to ear. wendy stared at the brawny Crossfitter , a puzzled look in her eyes. Wendy was about to ask why she was here but then Kristen spoke. "Hey, Wendy, what's up? It's a pleasure to finally meet you in person." Kristen offers her hand and Wendy shakes it. "I've got something to show you."
Wendy perks up. "Really you brought me a gift. What is it?"
Kristen grins, she takes her cell phone out of her pocket and lays it on the countertop, she pulls the Youtube app and shows Wendy a video titled 'Lisa humiliates Wendy'. footage plays of Lisa Bailey beating down Wendy, it shows Lisa forcing Wendy onto her hands and knees and kissing Lisa's sweat dreched body. Wendy snatches the phone off the counter and throws it against the floor, it smashes into dozens of piece. wendy's nostrils flare as Kristen stares dumbfounded at the shattered remnants of her phone. "That phone cost me a pretty penny. I hope you plan on paying me back."
Reaching over the counter, Wendy grabs the sides of Kristen's head and slams her forehead against the countertop. Kristen staggers back with a grunt and flops onto her rear. She stares up at Wendy and glares. "you think you're pretty funny. Will you find it funny when I pound the crap out of you.?"
"Then why don't you put those muscles of yours to the test. and then we'll see who pounds who." Kristen offered her hand ond Wendy shook it. Lunging, Kristen smashed her her forearm across Wendy's chest. knocking the blonde muscle beauty onto her back. As Wendy sat up, Kristen drove her heel against her chin. Wendy rolled onto her belly and crawled out from behind the counter, Kristen grabbed Wendy's ankles and dragged her into the corner. Wendy pushed herself to her feet and drove her fist into Kristen's groin, Kristen grunted as she sank to her knees. Wendy scooped Kristen up and slammed her down onto the counter, Wendy rolled Kristen onto her stomach and pressed her forearm against the Crossfitter's throat. Kristen flailed her legs as she gasped for air.
Kristen tugged on a handful of Wendy's hair. Wendy groaned and drew back, Kristen stood up on the counter and dove off hurling herself into Wendy, both landed hard on their sides, Wendy wrapped her stocky legs around Kristen's waist. Kristen slapped at Wendy's ankles, she raked her fingers down Wendy's thighs, freeing herself from Wendy's poerful grip. Kristen drags Wendy to her feet and slings against the wall. Wendy grunts as her back collides with the wall, she staggers to her feet and charges Kristen, Kristen lunges and drives her knee into Wendy's groin. Wendy sinks to her knees, Kristen drives her elbow down on the top of Wendy's head.
Wendy collapses onto her stomach, Kristen sits Wendy up and presses her knee into Wendy's upper back as she pulls back on her wrists. Wendy screams, she thrashes her torso and flails her legs, Kristen stamds up and presses the sole of her foot down on Wendy's shoulder. Wendy flexes her biceps, she manages to pry her arms free from Kristen's grip. Wendy rolls to her feet, Kristen charges her, Wendy catches Kristen's jaw with the heel of her foot, Kristen flops onto her back. wendy stomps repeatedly on Kristen's abdomen , Kristen rolls onto her stomach and crawls toward the door. Wendy grabs Kristen by the waist and slams her into the wall.
Kristen slumps down with her back against the wall, Wendy charges, Kristen sidesteps and drives the top of Wendy's head through the wall, Wendy pushes herself to her feet shaking her head. Kristen bear hugs Wendy from behind, crushing her against her powerful chest. Wendy elbows the side of Kristen's head. Wendy thrashes wildly about, she shakes Kristen off and shoves her face against the wall. Kristen staggers to her feet, Wendy pounces Kristen's broad back and squeezes her throat with her powerful arms, Kristen staggers around the ring gasping for air. Wendy tightens her grip, Kristen drops to one knee as her arms droop at her side, Wendy lowers Kristen onto her back and wraps her legs around Kristen's waist.
Clenching her fists, Kristen elbows Wendy's ribs, Wendy releases Her, she stands up and stomps Kristen's forehead. Kristen sweeps Wendy's legs from out beneath her feet, she rolls to her knees and drives her fist into Wendy's abdomen. Wendy bends over clutching her waist, Kristen scoops Wendy up and hurls her onto the countertop, Kristen climbs onto the counter, and drops the back of her leg across Wendy's throat. Wendy sits up and rolls off behind the counter, Kristen leans down over the edge of the counter, Wendy grabs Kristen's ankles and pulls her off the counter, the back of Kristen's head strikes the edge of the counter. Wendy shoves Kristen's head between her knees and drives her head down onto the floor. wendy rolls Kristen onto her back and starts hammering Kristen's abdomen with her fists. Kristen rakes Wendy's eyes. Wendy staggers bac rubbing at her eyes, Kristen staggers to her feet and dives off the counter, clothes-lining Wendy onto her back.
Wendy and Kristen trade punches to the gut as they struggle to their feet. Kristen lands a hard right to Wendy's chin, Wendy reels back and lands a haymayer to Kristen's chin. Kristen collapses to the floor in a crumpled heap. Wendy straddles Kristen's back and pummels the the back of her head and neck, Wendy rolls Kristen onto her back, Wendy can see the glazed look in Kristen's eyes. She smiles and presses her firm ample breasts into Kristen's face. Wendy flexes her arms and kisses each of her biceps. She scoops Kristen in her arms and carries her outside, wendy drops Kristen onto the grass and goes back into her gym.
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Laura vokov vs Trish Stratus
The camera fades in on Trish as she walks out of her dressing room, as she heads down the hallway leading to the ring Laura Vukov emerges from around the corner. Trish halts and stares at the heavily muscled bodybuilder turned wrestler. "What do you want Laura, can't it wait til we get out to the ring." Trish goes to leave but Laura steps in front of her.
"I just wanted wanted to tell you what is honor it is to finally face a wrestling legend such as yourself." Laura says placing a hand on Trish's shoulder.
"Why thank you, I'll see you in the ring. May the best woman win." Trish excuses herself and continues her way down the hallway.
"OH, I intend to." Laura says and follows after Trish.
The camera cuts to the announcer's table as Jillian and Kim are finishing their cups of coffee.
Jillian : From what we just saw backstage, it looks like Laura has little love for Trish, I think she wants to teach Trish who's the stronger woman, and if I was a betting woman, I'd place my bet on Laura.
Kim: Laura might be more muscular, but Trish is a seasoned veteran and muliple time Women's Champion in the WWE, so you can't count her out before the match even starts.
Jillian: Laura's going to pound her pretty little face into pudding, just you watch.
The camera pans over to the entrance stage as Trish emerges from the back dressed in a sleeveless black spandex unitard, the crowd bursts into applause as she runs down the ramp and slides into the ring, she waves to the fans as she stops beside Referee Denise Austin.
Laura emerges from behind the curtain dressed in a blue bikini, she stands at the head of the ramp flexing her biceps, waving to the crowd Laura struts down the ramp and hops onto the ring apron, she climbs in between the ropes and stops at arm's length distance from Trish. "Trish, I want you to know that whatever you did in the WWE doesn't matter, because tonight I'm dubbing myself the legend killer and your going to be my first victim."
"Then bring it, Laura." Trish says and charges at her larger opponent.
Laura and Trish start off with an elbow and collar tie-up, laughing Laura pushes Trish backwards towards the ropes, Trish grunts and digs her heels into the canvas, starts to push Laura back. Laura drives her knee into Trish's abdomen, Trish doubles over with a grunt, Laura grabs Trish's wrist and whips her into the ropes, Trish bounces off the ropes and barrels toward Laura, Laura hurls herself at Trish and tackles her to the canvas. Trish and Laura roll around the canvas pulling hair and slapping each other, Laura catches Trish in the chin with an elbow and pushes herself off of the wretling legend, she gets to her feet and stomps on Trish's knee. Trish grunts and rolls over to the edge of the ring, she pulls herself up to her feet and stands with her back against the ropes, she beckons to Laura, Laura charges Trish, as Laura draws near, Trish ducks down and flips Laura to the ringside floor. Laura slams down onto her back with a grunt, she gets up and climbs onto the apron, Trish charges and shoves Laura to the floor. Trish climbs to the top turnbuckle and dives off, she slams her elbow down on Laura's ab. Laura sits up clutching her midsection, she and Trish to their feet at the same time, Laura sneaks up behind Trish and nails her with an elbow to the back of her neck. Trish stumbles but manages to stay upright.
Trish sweeps Laura's legs, knocking Laura onto her back. Laura kips up and grabs Trish by the throat, she whips Trish into the steel ring steps. Trish's back hits the steps with a grunt. Laura drags Trish to her feet and slaps her across the face, Trish knees Laura's groin, as Laura drops to her knees Trish drive her knee into her chin. Trish climbs back into the ring and climbs the top turnbuckle and dives off, Laura rolls to the side as Trish lands hard on her stomach. Laura stands up and stomps hard on Trish's back, she drags Trish to her feet and knees her groin. Trish drops to her knees and low blows Laura's groin. Laura slams her fist into Trish's chest, Trish staggers back, Laura wraps her arms around Trish and tosses her back into the ring, Laura rolls into the ring and drags Trish to her feet, Trish slaps Laura across the face, she grabs the back of Laura's head and springs forward driving Laura's face onto the canvas, Trish lays over Laura.
1...2.... Laura kicks out, Trish slaps Laura's head as she rising to her feet. Trish grabs Laura by the waist, Laura elbows the side of Trish's head. Trish reels back and drops to her knees. Laura shoves Trish head between her knees, Trish reverses into a back body drop. Laura hits the canvas with a grunt. Trish grabs Laura's ankle and drags her over to the ropes, she places Laura's ankle on the rope and stomps it. Laura screams and clenches her fists. Trish drags Laura to her fee, she grabs the back of Laura's head and presses her throat down against the top rope. Laura elbows Trish's midsection, Trish staggers back, Laura knees Trish's groin, shoves her head between her knees, she drives Trish's head onto the canvas. Laura drops to her knees and lays over Trish.
1....2...3. As Laura get to her feet, Dense raises her arm in victory. Laura bends down over and offers Trish her hand, Trish returns the gesture and Laura helps Trish to her feet. Trish pats Laura on the back as the crowd gives them a standing ovation.
Jillian: Too bad I'm not a betting woman, cause I would had made a fortune tonight. Congrats to Laura.
Kim: What an incredible match, back and forth to the very end. Any lady could have won this match.
Jillian: I've just been told Monica Brant is standing by with former Fitness Divas Champion Dale Tomita.
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:cool2: Great job on Laura Vukov vs Trish, shows Trish's fighting spirit and Laura's power advantage was too much for Trish. Can't wait for Dale Tomita vs Laura Creavalle that could be an intense rivalry.
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Glad you enjoyed Laura vs Trish, Laura had no doubt in her mind that she would defeat Trish. And the Trish Swander vs Kristen Graham submission match will be one to remember. Dale is anxious to get her hands on Laura Creavalle for costing her the title.
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Awesome can't wait to read the Trish Swander vs Kristen Graham match and I'm intrigued on the submission match plus Dale has nothing but revenge on her mind against Laura Creavalle.
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Dale Tomita vs Laura Creavalle
The camera fades in on Monica Brant talking with Dale Tomita.
Monica: Thank you, Jillian and Kim, I'm here with former Fitness Diva Champion Dale Tomita who has a lot to say. Dale can you tell me how you felt after your triple threat match loss to Denise Rutkowski.
Dale snatches the microphone out of Monica's hand.
Dale: Open your eyes, Monica. I didn't lose I was cheated. I had the match won when Ms Creavalle decided she wanted to stick her nose in my business. (glares and points at the camera). Let me tell you Laura, I'm going to make you pay for interfering in my title match, that's why I went to STephanie and requested this match. When I get you in the ring, I'm going to teach you never to mess with me again, and you can count on that. (tosses the microphone to Monica and heads down the hall towards the ring area).
Monica: (looks into the camera, she shrugs). Back to you Jilian and Kim.
The camera cuts to the announcer's table.
Jillian: Thanks, Monica. It seems like Dale is anxious to get Laura in the ring, but I wonder if she's thinking clearly at the moment. We've seen the powerhouse that is Laura Creavalle just demolish her foes in the ring. Dale is rushing into this, and if she's not careful it's going to a mistake she'll never forget.
Kim: You may be right, Jillian. Dale has been furious at Laura ever since she cost Dale the title. I'd love to see Dale get some payback.
The camera pans over to the entrance stage. Dale walks out dressed in a purple bikini, her fists clenched at her side as she walks down the ramp and climbs into the ring, she stands with her arms folded across her chest beside Referee Mia Finnegan. She sneers as Laura's theme music blares over the loudspeakers.
Laura struts out onto the stage dressed in a red bikini, she stops at the head of the ramp and flexes a most muscular pose, she runs down the ramp and slides into the ring. Without a word she walks up to Dale and flexes her biceps. Dale's jaw drop, she takes a step back as Laura's biceps bulge with thick veiny muscles. Mia calls for the bell. LAura locks hands with Dale in the center of the ring, both women's muscles straining as they struggle to force the other to their knees, Laura shoves Dale onto her rear and flexes her biceps. Dale springs to her feet and lunges at LAura tackling her to the canvas. Dale straddles Laura's waist and pummels her abs with her fists. Laura grabs Dale by the shoulders and tosses her onto her side, she gets to her feet and stomps Dale's hip. Dale rolls toward the edge of the ring and pushes herself to her feet. Laura charges Dale and pins her back against the ropes, she ties up Dale's arms in the top and middle ropes leaving the former champion defenseless, Laura drives her knee into Dale's abdomen. Dale groans as she struggles to pull her arms free. Laura grabs Dale's ankles and tugs hard on Dale's trapped arms. Dale flails her legs and wraps them around Laura's waist. Laura slams her fists down on Dale's abdomen. Dale grunts and releases her grip arond Laura's waist. Laura hammers Dale's head with her fists and untangles her arms from the ropes.
Dale drops to her knees rubbing on her aching arms. Laura slips in behind Dale and pulls back on her wrists, she laughes and presses her right heel between Dale's shoulder blades. Dale throws back her head and shrieks, Ref Mia crouches down beside asking her if she wishes to quit. Dale says no and shakes her head. Harder and harder Laura pulls on Dale's arms, but the former champon refuses to yield, her biceps bulges as she powers against Laura's iron tight grip, she wrenches her arms free and elbows Laura's groin, As Laura doubles over, Dale twirls to her feet and dives her knee into Laura's chin. Laura staggers back and falls into the ropes. Laura runs towards the opposite ropes, she rebounds and dropkicks Laura out of the ring. Laura lands face up on the ringside floor with a grunt. Dale climbs up the top turnbuckle and dives off, Laura rolls out of the way as Dale crashes down onto the floor.
Laura is back on her feet, she stands over dale and laughs, she scoops up Dale and rams her back against the edge of the ring apron. LAura lifts Dale over head and presses her like a barbell, she rears back and hurls Dale onto the steel steps. Dale grunts as her hip strikes the edge of the steps. LAura drags Dale to her feet and whips her into the ring. Laura rlls into the ring and lays down over Dale.
1...2... To Laura's shock Dale kicks out. Laura shouts at Mia and holds three fingers in the ref's face. Dale crawls towards the corner and pulls herself up and crouches down on the top turnbuckle, Laura turns and runs at Dale, Dale dives off the turnbuckle and catches Laura with a flying clothes-line. Dale staggers to her feet, she se grabs LAura's wrist and drags her to her feet, she goes for an irish whip, but Laura kicks her in the groin. Dale doubles over, Laura wraps her arm around Dale's throat and drives her her head onto the canvas, she goes for another 3 count.
1...2... Dale kicks out again. Laura snarls and drags Dale to her feet. She wraps her arms around Dale's waist and squeezes Dale up against her heavily muscled body. Dale slaps Laura's ears, but Laura continues to squeeze tighter. Dale flails her arms for several seconds as the air rushes from her lungs. her arms hang limp at her side, her head sags forward. Mia raises up Dale's arm, when she releases it drops down back at her side. A second time Mia raises Dale's arm, it drops again. Mia raises Dale's arm a third time, Mia calls for the bell as Dale's arm drops to her side once more. Laura lowers Dale gently onto her back and stands with one foot pressed against the former champion's chest. Laura bends down and whispers in Dale's ear. "Enjoy your nap." Laura taunts the crowd as she walks up the entrance ramp.
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Kristen Graham vs Stacie Tovar Beach Brawl
Kristen laid back in her chair soaking up the sun's rays as she tanned herself on the beach. She takes a sip from her water bottle and wipes the sweat from her forehead. She glances out at the ocean and grins, she squints as she catches sight of a figure swimming towards the shore. Kristen stiffens in her chair wondering who else would know she was here. As the figure walks up onto the shore, Kristen lets a loud sigh as Stacie Tovar walks up beside her, her muscular body dripping wet. "Long time no see, Stacie. So what brings you here?"
Stacie smirked as she brushed the hair out of her face. "Just wanted to see what you were up to." Stacie crouched down and playfully punched Kristen's bicep. "Not bad, but I think mine are tougher."
Kristen pushed herself out of her chair and stood with her hands on her hips. "Oh really, then I guess there's only one way to find out." Kristen flexed her arms at her side, her baseball biceps bulging with thick ropy veins. Stacie gulped and took a step back, Kristen smirked and kissed her bulging bicep. "Are you scared, little Stacie."
Stacie sneered and flexed her arms, her softball biceps bulging with thick hard muscles. Kristen feet felt like they were glued to the spot, her mouth agape at the sight of Stacie's arm muscles. she shook her head and offered her hand. "Yeah, you got sme pretty nice bceps, but let's find out if they're just for show."
Stacie shook Kristen's hand, she lowered her head and chuckled. "Fine, if that's what you want, then you're going to learn a hard lesson." Stacie squeezed Kristen's hand in her powerful grip, Kristen groaned and fell to her knees. Kristen droved her fist into Stacie's abdomen. Stacie grunted and loosened her grip on Kristen's hand. Kristen stood up and slapped Stacie's face. Stacie snarled as she sprang at Kristen and tackled her to the sand. Grabbing her hair, Stacie dragged Kristen to her feet and flung her tawards the shore, Kristen splashed down onto the water's edge, she spit out mouthful of water as she raised her face from out of the water. Kristen charged Stacie, Stacie tossed a handful of wet sand in Kristen's face. Kristen staggered along the shore as she rubbed at her eyes. Stacie snuck up behind Kristen and locks on the full nelson. Kristen moaned as she writhed in Stacie's powerful iron like grip.
Stacie laughed and slammed Kristen into her back, Kristen splashed down in the water. Stacie pressed her heel down on Kristen's abdomen, Kristen grabbed Stacie's ankle and jerked her off her feet. Stacie flailed her arms as Kristen pounced on her back, Kristen wrapped one arm around Stacie's throat and pressed on the back of her head. Gasping for air, Stacie thrashed about in the water as Kristen tightened her grip. Kristen dragged a flailing Stacie deeper into the water, Stacie elbowed Kristen, Kristen grunted but continued to hld firm, Stacie elbowed her again. Kristen grunted and doubled over. Stacie loosened Kristen's arm from around her throat and stood up, grabbing Kristen's hair she shoves Kristen's head under water. Kristen thrashed wildly about trying to break loose from Stacie. Stacie lifted Kristen's head out of the water and dragged her up to the shoreline, she shoved Kristen onto her hands and knees and pressed down on the back of her head, forcing Kristen's face into the soggy sand.
Kristen swept Stacie's legs, Stacie fell back into the water. Kristen staggered to her feet and shoved Stacie's head under water. "How do you like that, Stacie." Kristen shouted as bubbles broke the surface of the water. Kristen howled and pulled Stacie's head out of the water, she scooped up Stacie and slammed her down onto her stomach. Kristen shoved a handful of sand into Stacie's mouth. Dragging Stacie to her feet, Kristen drove her knee into her groin. Kristen shoved Stacie's head between her knees and slammed her fists down on Stacie's back. Stacie dropped to her knees, Kristen drove her knee into Stacie's chin, Stacie flopped onto her back, Kristen straddled her waist and smooshed sand into her face. Kristen pummeled Stacie's abs with her fists. Stacie grunted and slapped Kristen's chest, Kristen laughed and continued to hammered Stacie's abs.
"No more." Stacie cried. Kristen smirked and flexed her arms at her side, she leaned down and whispered in Stacie's ear. "I want you to worship my muscles, don't resist Stacie, you want learn to enjoy it."
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Kristen Graham vs Danielle Sidell
Kristen laid by the shore of the beach, she rolled onto her stomach, she sat sat up and grabbed the bottle of suntan lotion from out of her beach bag and squirted a glob into her right palm, she rubbed her hands together and ran them all over her heavily muscled physique, her fingers brushed lightly against her thick craggy biceps, she shuddered with delight as she moved her hands over her chiseled washboard abs. Suddenly, a large shadow fell over her from behind, she craned her head to see Danielle standing over her with arms folded across her chest. Kristen scurried to her feet and stood staring at her unwelcome intruder a confused look in her eyes. "What are you doing here?"
Danielle glared at Kristen with fire in her eyes, she said nothing, which annoyed the hell out of Kristen.
Kristen marched up to Danielle, their chests pressing together. Kristen screamed in Danielle's face. "Why don't you answer me, have you gone soft in the -"
Danielle squeezed Kristen's throat in her powerful grip. Gasping for air, Kristen raked her fingers down Danielle's meaty forearm. Danielle smirked at Kristen and leaned in close, her warm breath blowing in Kristen's ear. "STacie asked me to give you a visit, seems you really gave her the pounding of a lifetime the other day. She says I should return the favor to you. Hope you don't mind." Danielle gave Kristen a hard shove. Kristen stumbled back and flopped down onto her rear, she stared up at Danielle as she rubbed her throat, a shiver ran down her spine.
Never taking her eyes off Danielle, Kristen slowly got to her feet and backed away several inches, Danielle caught sight of the fear creeping into Kristen's eyes and laughed. "I can tell your scared, as well you should be, when I get through with you, you're going to be begging Stacie for forgiveness." Danielle flexed her arms, her football biceps bulged with thick hard muscles and veins. Gulping hard, Kristen turned to run, Danielle lunged and grabbed a habndful of Kristen's hair and dragged her away from the ocean shore. Kristen screamed and flailed her arms as Danielle dropped to one knee and drove Kristen's back down onto her upraised knee, she held Kristen over her knee and psuhed down on her head and knees. Kristen screamed as intense pain racked her back. Danielle licked her own lips and grinned. Kristen scooped up a handful of sand and flung it in Danielle's eyes. Danielle snarled and shoved Kristen off her knee, she growled and rubbed at her eyes.
Clutching her own back, Kristen staggered to her feet and kneed Danielle in the abdomen, she lunged and tackled Danielle into the water. Soaking wet, both ladies traded blows to the abs and chest as they tread along the shoreline. Danielle clutched Kristen's throat, Kristen kneed Danielle in the groin, Danielle squeezed Kristen's throat tight as Kristen drove her knee into her groin a second time. Danielle grunted and released her grip on Kristen's throat.
Danielle wrapped her mosterous muscular arms around Kristen's waist and hoisted her into the air, Kristen's feet dangling several inches off the ground. Danielle shook Kristen like a rag doll and fung her into the ocean. Kristen ran onto shore, Danielle stepped into her path and caught Kristen's chin with the back of her fist.
Kristen fell to her knees, Danielle lifted Kristen up by her throat and slammed her down onto the sand, she dropped to her knees beside Kristen and wrapped her tree trunk legs around Kristen's throat, the ocean lapping at Kristen's face, she spit out a mouthful of salty water. Danielle laughed and leaned in close to Kristen's face. "Stacie said to make you suffer, and that's what I'm going to do. Resist all you want but it's not going to change my mind." Danielle grabbed Kristen's wrists and tugged back hard on her arms. Kristen screamed and flailed her legs, she sucked in a another mouthful of ocean water.
"Please let me go, I'll do anything you want." Kristen pleaded as tears streamed down her face.
Danielle cocked her eyebrow. "Really anything. Do you promise. Even if it was the most degrading thing I could think of." Danielle tugged harder on Kristen's arms.
"Yessssssssssss!!!!" Kristen cried out.
"Fine then." Danielle released Kristen's arm, she stood up and dragged Kristen onto a dry section of the beach. Kristen sat up and glared at Danielle. Danielle looked down at Kristen and smirked. "Lick my feet clean, and don't forget to bark like the dog you are."
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Kristen Graham vs Danielle Sidell and Stacie Tovar
Kristen plopped down into her soft cushioned beach chair as the cool ocean breeze swept through her hair, she took a long sip from her water bottle and poured the rest over her head to cool herself off. Having just finished her daily five mile run along the shore, her heart still raced as she closed her eyes and listened to the sound of the tide. The midday sun beat down on her brawny sweat drenched body. "It's such a nice day, I wish it could stay like this forever."
Kristen heard someone clearing their throat and opened her eyes, Danielle and Stacie were standing on either side of her, glaring at her as they folded their arms across their chests. Kristen bolted out of her chair and spun to face her uninvited company. "What are you two doing here?"
Stacie smirked as she dropped her arms to her side and walked up to Kristen, their noses nearly touching. "I still have unfinished business with you. Last time you manage to outmuscle me, but this time I'm going the last one left standing." Stacie brushed the hair from out of her eyes, her eyes met Kristen's and they stared at each other for what seemed like hours. Danielle called to Stacie and drew her attention away from Kristen.
"Well, tell her what we have in mind." Danielle says.
Stacie nods and turns her gaze back on Kristen. "Silly me, I almost forgot. Hey Kristen, since you managed to beat me last, I thought we'd have another go around, but I thought why don't you test your strength against Danielle and me at the same time, that is if you're up to it."
Kristen glared at Stacie then shifted heer gaze to Danielle, she chewed nervously on her lower lip as they awaited her answer. She took a deep breath and closed her for a second, she exhaled as she opened her eyes then offered Stacie her hand. "Fine, I accept your challenge." Kristen went to pull her hand back, but Stacie smirked and squeezed Kristen's hand in her powerful grip, Stacie flexed her right arm, her softball bicep swelled with thick hard muscles and corded veins. Kristen winced and dropped to her knees as Stacie continued to crush her hand.
Danielle knelt down behind Kristen, she slipped her heavily muscled arms under Kristen's armpit's and locked her hands behind her neck, Kristen groaned as Danielle pushed her head down towards her chest. Stacie laughed and gave Kristen a hard shot to her abdomen, Kristen grunted as Danielle pulled her up to her feet. Stacie drove her knee into Kristen's groin, Danielle lifted Kristen off ther feet and swung her back and forth. Kristen raised up her arms and brought them down hard, Danielle's hands slipped open, Kristen slammed her elbow into Danielle's throat. Stacie lunged and clutched her arms Kristen's waist and shoved her onto her back.
Kristen and Stacie rolled along the shore trading ounches and pulling hair, Stacie drove her knee into Kristen's groin. Stacie stood up and grabbed Kristen's ankles, Kristen flailed her arms and begged Stacie to let go, Stacie smirked as she stomped down on Kristen's groin. Kristen moaned and sat up clutching at her crotch. Danielle was back on her feet, she drove her knee into Kristen's upper back and pulled back on her arms. Kristen threw back her head and let out a blood curdling scream, Stacie knelt down in front of her and gave her chest a hard slap. Kristen glared at Stacie and snarled. Stacie laughed and pressed the heel of her foot into Kristen's groin.
Kristen breathed a sigh of relief as Danielle let go her her wrists, Stacie drew back and flexed her arms at her side. Kristen staggered to her feet, she bent don with her hands resting on her knees as Danielle and Stacie stood back and laughed. Danielle rushed Kristen and kneed her forehead, knocking Kristen onto her back. Stacie bent down and pulled up on Kristen's right arm, and pressed her foot down on Kristen's forehead. Danielle stomped Kristen's abdomen repeatedly, Kristen screamed and thrashed about trying to free her arm from Stacie's powerful grip. Danielle knelt down beside Kristen's face, she laughed as she shoved a handful of sand into Kristen's mouth. Stacie pulled her foot off of Kristen's forehead and kicked Kristen in her ribs. Danielle grabbed Kristen's hair and pulled her up into a sitting position, Stacie plopped down behind Kristen and pulled back on her hair, hooking her right arm under Kristen's neck, Kristen gagged on Stacie's armpit hair.
Danielle knelt down in front of Kristen and gave her a hard slap across the abdomen. "Why don't you give up Kristen, I know that you can't keep this up forever. Give up now and well go easy on you from this point on. Resist and we'll make you wish you were never born."
Kristen flailed her arms wildly, but couldn't shake Stacie off, Pain racking her entire body, Kristen screamed her submission at the top of her lungs. She breathed a sigh of relief as Stacie released her from the dragon sleeper, Stacie shoved Kristen onto her stomach and stood up, she straddled Kristen's waist and ran her hands through her winded and battered foe's hair. Danielle pressed Kristen's face down into the sand and laughed. "Say, didn't I tell you we would go much easier on you." Danielle laughed, Stacie stood up and kicked Kristen in her ribs. Danielle and Stacie high-five and walk back to Danielle's car.
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Alundra Blayze vs Akira Hokuto
The camera fades in on Kim and Jillian sitting behind the announcer's table.
Kim: That was quite a win by Laura Creavalle, but now we move on to our next match of the evening which has been a long time coming, wouldn't you say, Jillian.
Jillian: Right, Kim. A long long time ago there existed a federation called World Championship Wrestling, and at the time Alundra Blayze wrestled under the name Madusa, she challenged Akira Hokuto for the Women's title and came up short every time. Well tonight they are going to settle the score once and for all in a hardcore rules match. Monica Brant is standing by in the back with Alundra.
The camera cuts to the backstage area. Monica is standing next to Alundra and Lita.
Monica: Hello, everybody, And I'm here with one of the greatest wrestlers of our time. It's an to be able to interview you, Miss Blayze. It seemed like every time you were about to win the WCW women's title, something unexpected seemed to happen. So you have a plan to make sure you don't get cheated out of your victory.
Alundra: (grabs the mic from Monica) As a matter I do, that's why I got my good friend Lita here watching my back, and if Sonny Onoo tries to interfere Lita is going to take him out of the pictue. I've waited too long for this, and I'm not going to let anyone or anything spoil it. (Hands the mic back to Monica and heads down the corridor leading to the ring area).
Monica: (smiles at the camera) Back to you ladies.
The camera cuts back to Kim and Jillian.
Kim: Sounds like Alundra is more than ready for this match, let's hope she finally gets her payback on Akira.
Jillian: Don't get your hopes up too high. Akira is no greenhorn wrestler, she's tangled with some of the strongest women in the world. and every one of them said Akira pushed them to their limits, even if they they ended up losing.
Kim: and with Sonny Onoo in her corner, Akira is a force to be reckoned with.
The arena lights dim, the camera pans over to the entrance stage as Akira emerges from the back, dressed in a skintight black leotard, and black knee-high leather boos, Sonny Onoo in tow. Akira stands at the top of the ramp, she glances around the packed arena and wails like a banshee, she runs down the ramp and slides into the ring, as she gets to her feet Ref Terri Gold refreshes her on the rules of the match. Akira scoffs and puts her hand in Terri's face and tells her to back up. terri grumbles as she steps back, Sonny stands in front of the announcer's table.
Alundra marches out onto the entrance stage dressed in a rainbow striped leotard as her music blares over the loudspeakers, the crowd greets her with a standing ovation. Lita follows close behind the WWE Halll of Fame as she makes her way down the ramp. Alundra climbs onto the apron and steps through the ropes, she walks to the center of the ring and glares at Akira as she folds her arms across her chest. Akira struts over to Alundra and gets in her face their noses nearly touching, Alundra shoves Akira back. Terri steps in between them. "Wait til I ring the bell." Terri motions to the timekeeper.
Alundra and Akira circle each other, they charge in and lock up with a collar and elbow tie up. Akira knees Alundra's groin, she puts Alundra in a side headlock and leads her over to the ropes, Alundra elbows Akira's ribs, she pushes Akira into the ropes, Akira bounces off and bashes Alundra's chest with her forearm, knocking Alundra onto her back. Alundra rolls to her feet, she rushes Akira and rams her shoulder into Akira's abdomen. Akira lets out a grunt as she stumbles back, she drops onto her stomach and rolls out of the ring, she crawls under the ring apron. Alundra rolls out of the ring and lifts up the apron skirt and peers under the ring. Akira presses down on the nozzle on the can in her hand, spraying air freshener into Alundra's eyes.
Alundra screams as she staggers back rubbing at her eyes. Akira crawls out from under the ring brandishing a plastic baseball bat, she bashes it across Alundra's waist, Alundra grunts as she drops to one knee. Akira swings the bat down at Alundra's head, but Alundra grabs the head of the bat with both hands and jerks it out of Akira's hands. Alundra bashes the bat across the side of Akira's left knee. Akira drops to one knee, she lunges raking her fingers down Alundra's face. Alundra gets to her feet and tosses the bat aside, she grabs Akira's wrist and pulls her to her feet. Akira knees Alundra's abdomen, Alundra staggers back against the security barricade. Akira knife edge chops Alundra across the throat, Alundra falls back over the security barrcade and into the crowd, several fans in the front row scatter as Akira dives off the barricade and brings her elbow down on Alundra's chest. Alundra sits up with a grunt, Akira grabs a chair and swings it down on Alundra's head, but Alundra sweeps her legs out from under her. Alundra gets to her feet and snatches the chair from Akira and brings it down on Akira's abdomen.
Alundra throws the chair down and drags Akira to her feet, she whips Akira into the security barricade, Akira flips over the barricade and crashes down onto the ringside floor. Alundra climbs onto the barricade and dives off, Akira rolls out of the way as Alundra crashes face-first onto the floor. Akira gets to her feet, she grabs Alundra's ankles and slams her booed heel down on Alundra's groin, Alundra grunts and rolls onto her side clutching her groin. Akira leans over Alundra and slaps her across the face, Alundra wraps her legs around Akira's left ankle and pulls her to the ground, she gets to her feet and stomps on Akira's left knee.
Sonny crouches down and starts to sneak around the corner of the ringside floor, Lita runs around the outside of the ring and sneaks up behind Akira's manager, she taps him on the shoulder startling him. As he tries to flle, Lita grabs the collar of her suit jacket, Sonny slips out of his jacket, slips past Lita and runs around the ring to the safety of the ramp. Lita throws Sonny's jacket to the floor, she turns and is greeted with a boot to the face from Akira. Akira stands Lita and laughs. Alundra grabs Akira's hair from behind and smashes her face against the ring apron. Alundra rolls Akira into the ring, she rolls in herself and pulls Akira to her feet. Akira kicks Alundra's groin, As Alundra doubles over Akira drives her knee into Alundra's forehead. Alundra flops onto her back with a grunt. Akira grabs Alundra's ankle and drags her into the northwest corner, Akira slides out of the ring and pulls on Alundra's ankle, Alundra cries out as her groin collides with the ring post. Akira slams the side of Allundra's leg into the ring post.
Alundra sits up rubbing on her groin, she grabs the ropes and pulls herself to her feet as Akira rolls back into the ring wielding a crowbar, Alundra throws up her hands as Akira taps the crowbar against her free palm, Alundra steps back as Akira approaches slowly with a sadistic grin stretched across her lips. Alundra gasps as her back touches against the ropes, Akira lunges and presses the crowbar sideways against Alundra's throat, Sonny climbs onto the ring apron and pulls Alundra's arms behind her back.
Lita gets to her feet, she rans around the ring and low blows Sonny forcing him to release Alundra. Sonny tumbles off the ring apron and lands on his side. Lita pulls Sonny to his feet and hits him with the twist of fate. Akira pulls the crowbar from Alundra's throat and waves it at Lita, Lita flips her the bird. Akira curses at Lita in Japanese. Lita shrugs her shoulders and grins. Alundra slams her elbow into the side of Akira's head, she snatches the crowbar from Akira and brings it down on top of her head. Akira collapses to the canvas like a sack of potatoes, Alundra kneels down beside Akira and makes the cover.
1...2...3. Terri raises Alundra's arm in victory, Lita rolls into the ring and hugs Alundra. Alundra bows as the crowd gives her a standing ovation, she rolls out of the ring and walks to the back with Lita, leaving the fallen Akira behind.
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Kristen Graham vs Birthe Mack
Kristen grunts as she hoists the barbell over her head, her football biceps bulge with rock hard muscles and veins as she counts to ten then lets the barbell drop to the mat. Breathing heavily she plops onto her rear and wipes the back of her hand across her sweat drenched forehead. She lays on her back and shuts her eyes to give her body a few minutes to rest before she attempts to lift the 500lb barbell once more. She sits up as she hear the door creak open, Birthe walks into the gym and approaches Kristen, a towel draped over her shoulder. "What's up, Birthe? Long time no see."
"It's been too long, I thought I'd pay my good friend a visit." Birthe smiles and sits down on the mat beside Kristen. "Looks like I interrupted your workout. Should I come back later."
"No, you came at just the right time, care to lift with me. I could use a good spotter." Kristen pushes herself to her feet with a grunt and motions to the barbell. Kristen squats down and grips the handle of the barbell, Birthe stands behind Kristen, her groin pressing against Kristen's rear. "You don't have to be that close."
"I'm fine where I am." Birthe says as she moves her arms around Kristen's waist and grips the barbell handle loosely.
Kristen shrugs, she inhales deeply and lifts the barbell up to her waist, She takes another breath as she raises the barbell over her head, her eyes narrow as Birthe presses her breasts against her back. She shakes her head, a small grin stretches across her lips. She grunts and grunts and drops the barbell onto the mat. Kristen does nine more reps, Birthe starts to moan behind her. "Okay, your turn."
Birthe smirks, before Kristen can spot her, Birthe lifts the barbell over her head with one hand, she gazes at Kristen and presses the barbell nine more more times then lets it drop to the mat.
"Not bad, you got some strength in you, want to pose down." Kristen pulls off her sweat drenched tanktop and tosses it onto the floor.
"I thought you've never ask." Birthe rips off her tanktop and and tosses it to Kristen. "guests first." Birthe hits a most muscular pose, and Kristen follows suit. To Kristen's disbelief, Birthe's upper body and and arms bulge with thick rock hard muscles, by her guess Birthe's biceps are big around as basketballs. Kristen stares down at her football biceps, she grumbles under her breath and moves into a front double biceps pose. Her eyes widen as Birthe flexes her own biceps, Kristen gawks at Birthe's monstrous biceps. "That's not possible, all those muscles on that tiny frame. Are you on steroids."
Birthe laughs and shakes her head. "Nothing but hard work and genetics, maybe you should be lifting some heavier than a measly %00lbs." Birthe ties her hair into a ponytail and bats her eyes at Kristen.
"There's no way you're stronger than and I'm going to prove it. Fight me, it's the only way to know for sure." Kristen spreads her legs shoulder length apart and holds her hands over her head.
Birthe throws back her head and chuckles. "If that's what you want, I accept your challenge." Birthe locks hands with Kristen, she lowers her head and smirks. They begin to push each other back their arms bulging as they struggle for dominance, Kristen slowly forces Birthe down onto one knee, she smiles as Birthe's left knee touches the mat. Birthe smirks and pushes herself up onto both feet, she locks eyes with Kristen and squeezes her her hands as she effortlessly forces Kristen down onto both knees. Kristen whimpers as she tries toi get back to her feet but Birthe's strength is too much for her to overcome. In desperation, Kristen headbutts Birthe's groin, Birthe yelps and releases Kristen's hands. Kristen slams her fist in Birthe's abs. Birthe grunts and slaps Kristen across the face. Kristen stumbles back, Birthe lunges and drives her knee into Kristen's groin.
Kristen grunts and drops to her knees. Birthe moves behind Kristen and wraps her arms around the kneeling Kristen. Kristen flails her arms as Birthe's grip tightens on her throat. Gasping for air, Kristen drives her knee into Birthe's groin. Birthe laughs off Kristen's desperate attempt to free herself and hoists her into the air, Kristne's feet dangling above the mat. Birthe chuckles and slams Kristen's back against the mat. Kristen rolls onto her stomach and crawls towards the edge of the mat. Birthe grabs Kristen's ankle and locks her into a Boston crab, Kristen screams and pounds the mat with her fists as Birthe leans back into the hold, pain racks Kristen's muscular back. on the verge on tears Kristen claws at the mat, she grits her teeth as she tries to flex her legs.
Birthe looks over her shoulder, a sadistic grin stretched across her lips. "Keep fighting, Kristen, if you can. I don't want you to give up just yet." To Kristen's relief, Birthe breaks the hold and bends down over her. "Get back on your feet, I know you're not finished yet."
Kristen rolls onto her side and clutches her, she glares up at a smirking Birthe and snarls. Birthe takes a step back and waits for Kristen to stand up. Kristen grunts as she pushes herself to her feet, she charges at Birthe and raises her right arm out at her side. Birthe grabs Kristen's right wrist with one hand and slams her free fist into Kristen's abdomen. Kristen grunts and drops to her knees. Birthe scowls, and drives her knee into Kristen's chin. Kristen grunts as her back hits the mat, Breathing heavily and drenched in sweat, Kristen's legs tremble as she staggers to her feet, she lunges and locks her arms around Birthe's waist and squeezes the german beauty as she tightly as she can.
"Is that the best you can do. I'm disappointed in you Kristen. I thought you were stronger than this." Birthe presses her palm against Kristen's chin, with a flick of the wrist she sends the winded Kristen stumbling back, Kristen wobbles on her feet but manages to stay upright, Birthe struts up to a dazed Kristen and taps her chest with her pinky finger, Kristen topples over her bacjk hitting the mat with a loud thud. Birthe stands over Kristen with one foot on her chest and flexes her biceps. "Poor Kristen, I'm not even close to being finished with you. Since you cna't fight anymore, I guess you'll just have to find something else for you to do."
Birthe flips Kristen onto her stomach, she pulls Kristen up onto her knees. Birthe presses Kristen's face between her massive chiseled pecs. "Worship me, Kristen. My boidy is far superior to yours in every single way. Kristen slowly starts coming to. Birthe orders Kristen to kiss her feet. Lacking the strength to fight back, Kristen obeys without hesitation. Birthe smiles as Kristen's lips kiss her feet.
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Sue Gafner vs Nicole Bass
The camera cuts to the backstage area, Sue is walking down the hall towards the ring area dressed in a purple leotard and knee-high leather boots, when she reaches the entrance curtain she stops and takes a deep breath, her mind is focused on one thing- winning. She clenched her fists as she thoughts lingered on the one person responsible for her predicament. If it hadn't been for Shawn Michaels, she might never been forced into accepting Nicole's challenge to fight in a steel cage. Her focus snapped back to the present as her name was blared over the loudspeaker, she pushed aside the curtain and stepped out onto the entrance stage, the crowd was on their feet whistling and chanting her name. Sue bows and waves to the crowd, she flexes her right bicep as she runs down the ramp and rolls into the ring, she stands beside ref Christine Pomponio and glances nervously up at the steel cage suspended from the rafters.
Jillian: you can tell by the look in her eyes that Sue is feeling uneasy heading into this matchup. I can't say I blame her, especially when she has to face Nicole Bass.
Kim: I doubt you'd ever willingly get in the ring with Nicole, she'd tear you apart.
Jillian: Not as quickly as she'd drive you into the ground like a tent stake.
DX's music blares over the loud speakers, Nicole emerges from behind the cutain dressed in a black leather bikini and a pair of thich-high leather boots with Shawn Micheals beside her. The camera zooms in on Nicole and Shawn's faces. Shawn tells the camerawoman that nobody can defeat Nicole. As they reach the foot of the ramp, Shawn stops and pats Nicole on the rear as she rolls into the ring, Shawn walks around ringside and joins Jillian and Kim at the announcer's table.
Shawn: Good evening ladies, mind if I join you?
Jillian: (giggles) It's our pleasure to have you here tonight.
Kim: (rolling her eyes) You can be my boy toy.
Shawn: (grins) I'm nobodies boy toy, but in your ladies cases I might make an exception.
Kim and Jillian: (exchance glances and giggle like school girls) He's so dreamy.
Sue and Nicole stare each other down in the center of the ring as the cage is being lowered. Christine goes over the rules of the mathc and reminds Sue that if she loses then she has to join DX. Sue nods. The cage is secured in place by the crew, Christine calls for the bell and quickly distances herself from the combatants. Sue and Nicole go for an collar and elbow tie-up, Nicole pushes Sue back against the call wall, Sue grunts as she struggles to push back against Nicole, Nicole drives her right knee into Sue's abdomen. Sue doubles over, Nicoe drives her knee into Sue's chin. Sue stumbles back into the corner, Nicole grabs the ropes and presses the sole of her left boot against Sue's throat. Sue flails her arms gasping for air. Nicole pulls her foot off Sue's throat and takes several steps steps back, she gives Sue the crotch chop.
Sue rushes out of the corner and charges Nicole, she barrels into her larger foe shoving her back against the side of the cage. Nicole grabs Sue by her shoulders and shoves her onto her rear. As Sue gets to one knee, Nicole grabs a handful of hair and jerks Sue to her feet. Sue slams her fist into Nicole's belly, Nicole laughs it off and scoops up Sue and bodyslams her onto the canvas. Sue sweeps Nicole's legs out from under her and kips up, Sue bounces off the ropes and leaps into the air, she brings her elbow down on Nicole's abdomen. Sue drags Nicole to her feet, Nicole rakes Sue's eyes. Nicole scoops up Sue and rams her back against the cage wall and then bodyyslams her to the canvas. Sue rolls onto her side clutching her back, Nicole stomps Sue's left knee.
Sue rolls to the edge of the canvas and pulls herself to her feet, she crouches down and gestures to Nicole. Nicole charges at Sue, Sue drops onto her belly and connects with a drop toe hold, Nicole's face slams against the cage wall. Sue grabs Nicole's wrist and pulls uher up to her feet, she Irish whips Nicole into the corner, Nicole grunts as her back hits the turnbuckle. Sue charges Nicole, Nicole ducks down and slams her fist into Sue's abs. Sue drops to her knees, Nicole grabs Sue's throat with both hands and lifts her into the air, Sue flails her arms as she gasps for air. Nicole laughs and connects with a ring shaking choke-slam. Nicole goes for the cover.
1 2 ... Sue kicks out, Nicole yells and slams her fist down on Sue's abdomen, she drags Sue to her feet and hedbutts her forehead, Sue stumbles back , Nicole grabs Sue's throat, Sue drives her knee into Nicole's groin. Nicole drops to her knees clutching her groin, Sue lands a spinning heel kick to the left side of Nicole's head. Nicole grunts as she she falls onto her side. Sue grabs Nicole's ankles and flips her over into a Boston Crab. Nicole screams as Sue leans back further into the hold, Nicole reaches out and grabs the bottom rope. Christine orders Sue to break, Sue refuses to release the hold. Nicole grabs the middle rope and pulls herself up, she flexes her powerful legs and flips onto her stomach, she gets one leg free and slams it into Sue's groin.
Nicole rises to her feet, she throttles Sue's throat and hoists her into the air, Sue flails her legs and tires to kick Nicole, Nicole laughs and hurls Sue into the cage wall. Sue hits the canvas facefirst with a grunt. Sue staggers to her feet and glares at Nicole, she shouts at Nicole and hits a front double biceps pose. Nicole lunges and swings her fist at Sue, Sue ducks and kicks Nicole in her groin. Sue whips Nicole into the ropes, she leaps into the air and drops Nicole with a flying crossbody. Sue rises to her feet, she climbs to the top turnbuckle in the northwest corner of the ring and grasps the cage wall, she starts to climb up the cage. Nicole gets to her feet, she runs up behind Sue and brings her forearm up between Sue's legs.
Sue falls from the side of the cage, her back hits the canvas with a thud. Nicole presses her right foot on Sue's abdomen and steps over Sue, Sue groans as Nicole's full weight bears down on her midsection. Nicole drags Sue to her feet and shoves her head between her knees, she lifts Sue up onto her shoulders, Sue reverses momentum and connects with a hurricanrana. Sue rises to her knees and wraps her legs around Nicole's throat. Nicole flails her arms and claws at Sue's thighs. Tighter and tighter Sue squeezes, Nicole struggles in Sue's powerful grip.
Shawn: Excuse me, ladies.
Shawn gets up form the announcer's table, and runs up to ringside, he reaches through the cage bars and yanks on Sue's hair. Sue screams and releases her grip around Nicole's throat, Sue gets to her feet and glares at Shawn with gritted teeth. Shawn wags his finger at Sue. Sue shouts at Shawn to get lost, as she's argueing with the heartbreak Kid, Nicole is already back on her feet, she sneaks up behind Sue and locks on a full nelson, she shakes her like a ragdoll. Sue groans as Nicole presses down on the back of her head. Sue flexes her biceps and breaks Nicole's iron grip. Sue collapses onto her knees, Nicole wraps her arm around Sue's throat and hoists her off her feet, Sue elbows Nicole's ribs repeatedly, Nicole slams Sue onto her back. Nicole climbs up to the top turnbuckle and starts scaling the side of the cage. Sue stumbles to her, she grabs Nicole's ankles and pulls her off the side of the cage, her chin strikes the canvas hard.
Sue climbs uo to the top turnbuckle and dives off, she splashes down across Nicole's back. Shawn motions to the back, X-Pac, Road Dogg and Billy Gunn emerge from backstage and run down to ringside, Shawn orders them to take position around the ring. Sue stares in disbelief as DX surrounds the cage. Nicole gets to her feet and she drops to her knees behind Sue and brings her forearm up between her legs. Sue cries out as she drops to her knees clutching at her groin. Nicole bends over the kneeling Sue and clubs her across the back of the neck with her forearm. Sue collapses onto her stomach, Nicole plops dow beside Sue and locks on the crossface face. Sue screams and pounds her free fist on the canvas. Christine is asking Sue if she's ready to submit. Sue yells no as Nicole cracks on the pressure. Sue moans loudly as pain racks her body. To her relief Nicole releases the hold, She quickly realizes it's only to prolong the pain.
Sue crawls towards the ropes as Nicole looks on, a sadistic grin stretched across her lips. Sue pulls herself to her feet and glares at the smirking Nicole. Sue hops onto the top turnbuckle and crouches down, Nicole charges at Sue. Sue goes for a dropkick, but X pac grabs her hair through the cage bars and slams the back of her head against the cage. Sue topples to the canvas. Nicole presses her heel down on Sue's upper back and flexes her biceps, she steps back and sits down in the corner waiting for Sue to rise. Sue staggers to her feet, she rushes at Nicole. Nicole hops up and lunges at Sue tackling her to the canvas. Nicole stomps Sue's chest as she gets to her feet. Sue rolls to the edge of the ring, as she's getting to her knees, Road reaches through the bars and sprays a green mist into Sue's eyes. Sue screams and rubs at her eyes, tears stream down her face.
Nicole drags a blinded Sue to her feet, she tucks Sue's head between her knnes and lifts her onto her shoulders, The ring trembles as Nicole connects with a devastating powerbomb. Nicole bends down over Sue and spits in her face. Nicole climbs up to the top turnbuckle and and sclales the cage wall. Sue rolls weakly on her back and crawls towards the cage door, Christine unlocks the cage door and holds it opens. Sue grabs the bottom rope and pulls herself onto the ring apron. Nicole reaches the top of the cage and starts to climb down, As Sue sticks her head out of the cage, Billy Gunn slams the cage door into her head and pushes it shut, Nicole grunts as she her feet touch down on the ringside floor. Christine calls for the bell, she climbs out of the cage and raises Nicole's arm in victory. Shawn leaps into Nicole's arms and hugs her, the rest of DX huddle around her, patting her on the back.
Road Dogg and Billy holdopen the cage door, Nicole grabs Sue by the wrists and pulls her out of the cage, the lays her on the ringside floor. Shawn kneels down beside Sue and sits her up cradling her in his arms, he strokes her hair and smiles. Sue's eyes snap open, she stares up at a gloating shawn and sighs. Shawn helps Sue to her feet, and pats her on the butt.
Shawn: Welcome to the group, babe. You lost and now you're one of us. you're are a woman of honor aren't you.
Sue sighs and nods her head. X-pac hands Sue a black t-shirt with Degeneration X Rules printed across the front in big green letters, she pulls the shirt over her head. Sue gives a crotch to the crowd and tells them to suck it, the rest of DX follows suite. they made their way up the ramp while continuing to crotch chop the crowd, Sue smiles and tells the crowd to suck it once more.
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Birthe Mack vs Lee Hyeon Joo
The camera cuts to backstage, Monica Brant is interviewing rookie newcomer Birthe Mack, Birthe is dressed in a black sports bra and red thong, her muscles glistening with sweat.
Monica: We're back, and now I'm here with the lovely Birthe Mack. Welcome Birthe, how does it feel to finally make it to the big leagues.
Birthe: (grabs the mic) It is of course an honor to be here in the UFWL, there's no other place I'd rather show off my wrestling skills. All the people in attendance and watching in front of their tv should ark this day as the start of my ascent to the top. (Flexes her biceps and grins) There's a lot of talented girls here, but I'm going to prove to the world that I'm the best.
Lee Hyeon Joo: (walks on camera and snatches the mic from a shocked Birthe's hand) Big talk for a little girl, you think you're so strong. Well, you're in for a rude awakening when you step into the ring with me. I'm not the kind of girl who will just lie down and take what you give me. If you're as good as you say you are, then you'll have no problem facing me tonight.
Birthe: (offers Lee her hand) I accept your challenge,
Lee: (looks down at Birthe's hand then slaps it away) Spare me the formalities, just meet me in the ring. (drops the mic and pushes past Birthe as she head towards the ring area as Birthe looks on)
Birthe shakes her head and follows after Lee.
The camera cuts to the announcer's table.
Jillian: It looks like both women have something to prove, I wouldn't want to cross either of these ladies. Both these ladies are in fantastic shape, I an't decide who to root for.
Kim: Me neither, but I think these ladies are going to put on one heck of a match.
The arena lits dim as Birthe's music echoes over the loud speakers, Birthe walks out onto the entrance stage, the crowd is on their feet clapping and hollering as Birthe hits a most muscular pose, she grins and struts down the ramp, her arms swing at her side, she slaps hands with fans and rolls into the ring as Ref Christy Resendes looks on. Birthe hops up onto the top turnbuckle in the southwest corner of the ring and sits down, the crowd flies further into a frenzy as she hits a double biceps pose and kisses each of her flexed biceps.
Lee walks out onto the entrance stage dressed in a yellow and black striped bikini, she runs down the ramp and slides into the ring, she stands in the corner opposite from Birthe and flexes her biceps, Birthe hops off the turnbuckle and walks up to Lee and starts screaming in her face. Lee slaps Birthe across the face. Birthe stumbles back rubbing her cheek, she snarls and charges Lee, Lee hops up onto the top turnbuckle and dives off, slamming her feet against Birthe's chest. Birthe grunts as her back hits the canvas, as she's getting up onto her knees, Lee comes up behind Birthe and pulls her arms behind her back and presses her right her on the back of her neck. Birthe screams as she struggles to wrench her arms free. Lee releases Birthe's arms and drop kicks the back of her neck.
Birthe rolls towards the redge of the ring and rolls off the apron, she bends over with her hands on her knees, she glares up at Lee and sneers, Birthe climbs up onto the ring apron. As Birthe gets halfway through the ropes, Lee charges and drives her knee into Birthe's chin causing the german beauty to get her arms tangled in the ropes. Lee points and laughs as Birthe struggles to untangle her arms. Lee says "Let me help you out, Birthe, " she walks up to Birthe and gives her a hard shot to her left bicep, Birthe screams as Lee pummels on her abdomen with her fists. Lee grabs a handful of hair and pummels Birthe's forehead.
Christy steps in and orders Lee back, she untangles Birthe's arms from the ropes as LEe stands back with a broad grin stretched across her lips. Birthe rubs her left bicep, she growls and charges Lee, Lee sidesteps and shoves Birthe from behind, Birthe hurdles through the ropes and tumbles to the ringside floor. Lee rolls out of the Birthe and pulls Birthe up by her hair. Birthe slams her fist into Lee's abdomen. LEe grunts and doubles over, Birthe scoops up Lee and rams her back against the security barricade. Birthe pulls Lee to her feet, Lee jams her thumbs in Birthe's eyes. Birthe screams and staggers back rubbing at her eyes, Lee tackles Birthe into the security barricade, she sits Birthe up with her back against the barricade, and presses the sole of her foot against Birthe's throat.
Christy begins a ringout count.
1
Lee pulls her foot from Birthe's foot and stomps her groin, she pulls Birthe to her feet and bodyslams her back against the steel steps.
2
Lee stomps the back of Birthe's left knee and laughs.
3
Birthe groans as she rises to her knees.
4
Lee stands behind a kneeling Birthe and wraps her arms around her throat. Birthe flails her arms wildly.
5
Lee shoves Birthe onto her face and rolls back into the ring.
6
Birthe staggers to her feet, she stumbles towards the ring. As she climbs up onto the ring apron Lee grabs a handful of her hair and drags her to her feet, Lee drapes Birthe over the top rope and slams her heel down on the back of Birthe's head, Birthe flops onto the canvas and grunts. Lee rolls Birthe onto her back, she stands on her hair and pulls up on her wrists. Christy admonishes Lee and orders her back, Lee steps back and throws up her hands. Birthe rolls onto her stomach, she pushes herself to her knees and glares up at Lee. Lee grabs Birthe's left wrists and jerks her to her feet, she whips Birthe into the corner, Birthe's back hits the turnbuckles with a grunt. Lee hooks Birthe's arms under the top rope grabs her by the wrists and presses her foot against Birthe's abdomen. Birthe screams as Lee tugs hard on her wrists, pain racks her shoulders.
Christy forces Lee to release the hold, and tells her "one more stunt like that and you're disqualified." Lee shrugs and steps back and allows Birthe a few moments to recover. Birthe winces as she tries to flex her left bicep, she glares at Lee. Lee stands in the opposite corner with her back to Birthe and pats herself on the rear. Birthe scowls and ignoring the pain in her arm charges Lee, Lee drops onto her belly and connects with a drop toe hold, Birthe trips and her forehead collides with the exposed metal of the top turnbuckle, Birthe lays spread-eagled on her stomach, Lee flips Birthe onto her back and sits her up, Lee sits down facing Birthe and squeezes Birthe's waist with her powerful legs, Lee tucks Birthe's head under her left armpit and presses her forearm against Birthe's throat, Birthe screams and flails her arms as Lee arches her back and pulls on Birthe's neck.
Christy leans down and asks Birthe if she wants to submit. Birthe moans and says no. Lee leans back further, Birthe screams intensify as pain racks her whole body, She screams her submission. Christy calls for the bell, Lee refuses to release the hold. Christy orders Lee to release Birthe, but Lee ignores her. Christy reverses the decision and declares Birthe the winner. Lee shoves Birthe to the mat and turns her focus onto Christy. Birthe groans a sigh of relief as she crawls towards the apron. Lee argues with Christy and orders her to rereverse the decision. Christy refuses. Lee drives her knee into Christy's groin, she grabs Christy by the arms and flips her onto her back, Lee locks onto Christy's right arm with the armbar and threatens to break her arm. Christy screams as Lee breaks her arm.
Lee stands up and stomps on Christy's right elbow, she turns and sees Birthe inching towards the apron, she straddles Birthe's back and locks on the camel clutch, Birthe screams as Lee pulls back on her chin. Six musclebound female security guards storm the ring wielding night sticks and stun guns. Lee releases Birthe and scrambles out of the ring and into the crowd before security can catch her.
Jillian: (looking dumbfounded) I can't believe what I've just seen, Lee totally brutalized both Birthe and the ref.
Kim: It's not often you see such heinous behavior, I hope Stephanie Mcmahon punishes Lee for her actions.
Jillian: Go to commercial, we'll be right back with Kristen Graham.
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Kristen Graham vs Jennifer olsem Louwagie
The camera cuts to the inside of Kristen Graham's locker room, Kristen is lifting a heavy barbell over her head and dressed in a pink sprots bra and thong, she grunts and drops the weight to the floor, she grabs a towel and wipes down her sweat drenched body. Monica approaches Kristen.
Monica: Well, that's a lot of weight, Kristen you must be pretty strong.
Kristen: (shrugs) Yeah, I guess. I have to be to have a body like this.
Monica: Maybe one day I'll have a body like yours.
Kristen: (laughs) Maybe.
Monica: You're scheduled to face Jennifer Louwagie in a straight jacket match tonight. Why would you accept such a match.
Kristen: I figure if I'm going to make it big in this business I'm going to have to leave my comfort zone. (puts her hands on her hips) Jennifer Louwagie is a tough woman from what I've heard, so I'm going to need to be at the top of my game.
Monica: So far you have one win over Stacie Tovar. How would you describe her.
Kristen: (lowers her head and then looks into the camera) Stacie is tough, she's driven to be the best. People say that we're a lot alike and that we'll never be satisfied unless we're number one. But there's only room for one at the top. I-
Jennifer: (walks on camera with her hands behind her back) That's right, there's only room for one at the top and it's going to be me. Why don't you stick to Crossfit before you get hurt in the ring, you'll can't cut it here. Leave wrestling to the professionals. (walks up to Kristen and revealing the strainght jacket behind her back) Do you like it, I had it custom fitted just for you. IT's going to look beautiful on you. Tell you what, put it on now, and I'll spare yoiu all the humiliation I'm going to put you through you. (holds the straight jacket out to Kristen).
Kristen: (slaps the straight jacket out of Jennifer's hand) If you want me in that straight jacket, you're going to have to force me into it, And I'm not going down without a fight.
Jennifer: (leans in close to Kristen's right ear) Fine, but don't say I didn't give you ample warning. (licks Kristen's ear and smirks she turns and walks out of the dressing room humming to herself)
Kristen (her cheeks blush as she forces a smile) Crazy witch. (she shrugs and walks out of her dressing room).
The camera cuts back to the announcer's table.
Jillian: Looks like Jennifer is trying to get inside Kristen's head, there's no better way to mess your opponent then mess with their mind. Makes me wonder what she tastes like.
Kim: I hope Kristen knows what she's getting into. Jennifer looks much stronger.
Jillian: Guess we'll find out soon enough.
Jennifer emerges from the back dressed in a camoflague bikini, she holds the straight jacket over her her head and shouts "It's a perfect fit for Kristen" as she walks down the ramp, she rolls into the ring and tosses the straight jacket into the northwest corner of the ring. She motions for a microphone and sits down on the top turnbuckle as Kristen walks out onto the entrance stage. Ref Terri Gold watches her intently.
Jennifer: Kristen, I'm going to give you one more chance to get into this straight jacket, I already know that I can beat you, I just to let you save face in front of your fans.
Kristen: (shakes her head) There's no wy you're putting me in that straight jacket. And I'm going to prove-
A masked muscle woman runs out from the back and strikes Kristen across the back with a wooden paddle, Kristen lurches forward and drops to her knees, the masked woman drags Kristen to her feet and powerbombs her off the front of the entrance stage, she laughs and runs to the back.
Jillian: Whoa, that mystery lady just powerbombed Kristen from ten feet up, she's got to be hurting right now.
Kim: Somebody stop her.
Kristen sat up clutching her back. She winces as she gets to her feet. Jennifer rolls out of the ring and charges Kristen., she grabs a handful of Kristen's hair and slams the back of her head against the side of the ramp. Kristen slumped down against the entrance ramp. Jennifer grabbed Kristen's ankle and jerked her off her feet, she dragged Kristen towards the ring. Jennifer bent down over Kristen and laughed in her face. Kristen raked Jennifer's eyes. Jennifer yelled and stumbled back, Kristen staggered to her feet, she lunged and speared Jennifer to the ringside floor. Kristen grabbed Jennifer by her wrist and pulled her to her feet, she goes for the irish whip but Jennifer reverses it and knocks Kristen onto her back with a fierce clothes-line.
Jennifer stands over Kristen and lets out a bellowing roar as she throws back her head and flexes her biceps, she scoops up Kristen and dumps her onto the ring apron, she rolls into the ring, and lands an elbow drop to Kristen's chiseled abdomen. Jennifer sits by Kristen's head, she scoots up and lays Kristen's head in her lap, she strokes Kristen's hair as she makes purring sounds.
Jennifer: I told you I was going to humiliate you. If only you would have took my advice. guess that's what happens when you sacrifice brains for brawn. (drags Kristen to her knees) Poor Kristen, I'm going to hve fun with you (she drapes Kristen face down over her knee and gives her ass a hard swat it leaves behind a red handprint, she swats Kristen's ass a second time and then a third)
Kristen cries out as each swat stings her cheeks. She grits her teeth and flails her arms, the back of her hand catches Jennifer across her ear. Jennifer snarls and shoves Kristen to the canvas. Kristen staggers to her feet, she rubs on her reddened ass cheeks and sneers at Jennifer. Jennifer grabs the straight jacket from the corner and
walks towards Kristen. Kristen crouches low with her hands on her knees never taking her eyes off the straight jacket. Jennifer lunges, Kristen sidesteps, she drops to her knees and brings her forearm up between Jennifer's legs. Jennifer grunts and drops to her knees. Kristen jerks the straight jacket out of Jennifer's hands and shoves Jennifer's right arm into the jacket. Jennifer elbows Kristen's groin, Kristen grunts and drops the straight jacket.
Jennifer pulls out her arms and turns towards Kristen with fire burning in her eyes. Jennifer grabs Kristen by the throat and lifts her off Jennifer. Kristen fails her arms as Jennifer connects with a ring shaking choke-slam. Jennifer presses her heel down on Kristen's forehead as she hits a front double biceps pose, Jennifer bends down and spits in Kristen's face. Kristen slams her foot against Jennifer's groin. Jennifer straddles Kristen's waist as she drops to her knees, Jennifer slams her fist into Kristen's groin. Kristen groans and clutches her groin. Jennifer throttles Kristen's throat as she slams the back of her head against the canvas. Kristen pounds on Jennifer's abdomen, but Jennifer seems unfazed and laughs it off. Jennifer drives her knee into Kristen's groin. Kristen throws her hands over her groin.
Jennifer grabs Kristen's hair and drags her to her feet, she leads Kristen over to the ropes. Jennifer presses Kristen's throt against the top rope and smashes Kristen across the back of the neck with her forearm. Kristen flails her arms as she gasps for air. Kristen grabs the ropes and pushes herself away she turns and drives her knee into Jennifer's groin. Jennifer drops to her knees, she headbutts Kristen's groin. Kristen drops to her knees. Jennifer knife edge chops Kristen across the throat, Kristen flops onto her side rubbing her throat. Jennifer pushes herself to her feet and grabs Kristen's ankles, she stomps repeatedly on Kristen's groin. Kristen moans as each blow strikes her tender groin. Jennifer clamps on the figrue-4-leglock, Kristen screams as Jennifer arches her hips.
Jennifer: (smirking) Don't even bother to try tapping out, the only way for this to end is to put yourself in the straight jacket. Be a good little girl and do as you're told. (kristen screams and shakes her head Jennifer frowns) Stupid girl why won't you give up.
Kristen: (tears streaming down her face) I'll never surrender to you.
Jennifer: (smirks) Then I guess I'll have to crank up the dial on the pain meter. (Releases the figure-4 and gets to her feet)
Jennifer rolls Kristen onto her stomach, she straddles her back and locks on the camel clutch, she digs her fingers into Kristen's forehead with one hand and pulls back on one side of her mouth with her other hand. Kristen screams and writhes in agony in Jennifer's powerful grip. Jennifer releases the camel clutch and gets to her feet. She grabs the straight jacket and leans over Kristen.
Jennifer: This is your final chance, put the straight jacket on or I'm going to make sure you never wrestle again. Do you understand me.
Kristen rolls onto her back and glares up at Jennifer, begrudgingly she sticks up her arms, Jennifer smirks and slips Kristen's arms into the sleeves of the straight jacket. Jennifer lifts Kristen into a seated postion and crouches down behind her, she she fastens the buckles on the back of the straight jacket and then crosses Kristen's arms and secures the sleeves. Ref Terri raises Jennifer's arm in victory, Jennifer draws back her hand and pummels the top of Kristen's head. Terri grabs Jennifer's wrist, Jennifer knees Terri's groin and hoists her over her shoulder, she slams Terri to the mat with a Samoan drop, and gets to her feet. Jennifer drags Kristen to her feet, shoves her head between her knees and drives her head onto the canvas. Jennifer bows to an infuriated crowd and walks to the back.
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Dara Torres vs Lita
The camera zooms in on the announcer's table.
Jillian: We've just word that Dr. Michi Ritz has just finished examining both Birthe Mack and Kristen Graham and that they're both injury free. Jennifer certainly showed Kristen no mercy in that last match, the crowd is still pumped up about it.
Kim: It's been a wild night so far, makes you wonder what could happen next.
Jillian: you can never tell with these women, all of them are hopped up on adrenaline and ready for action. Let's take you to the back where Monica is standing by with Olympic legend Dara Torres.
The camera cuts to the backstage area. Dara is standing next to Monica, dressed in a American flag biniki, her muscular physique glistening with sweat. She smiles and waves to the camera.
Monica: Thanks, Kim and Jillian. I'm here with my favorite swimmer of all time, the beautiful and strong Dara Torres. Dara, you have a Tables match with Lita tonight. Do you have a plan going into the match.
Dara: (takes the mic) I'm a legend in the pool as much as Lita is in the ring, as a member of Team Extreme she's shown she has the will and the determination to go toe to toe against any foe bigger or smaller than her. But I came to win tonight and that's what I intend to do.
Monica: Powerful words. Well, good luck in your match tonight. Back to you, ladies.
The camera cuts back to the announcer's table.
Kim: Sounds like Dara is pretty confident is herself, let's hope she can back up her words in the ring.
Jillian: She should be, she's got a six inch height advantage over her opponent and she's been swimming most of her life. I think Lita is in for a world of hurt.
Dara's music blares over the loud speakers as the camera pans over to the entrance stage, Dara emerges from behind the curtain to a round of thunderous applause. Dara bows and blows a kiss to the crowd, she slaps hands with fans as she makes her way down the ramp, she rolls into the ring and stops beside Ref Denise Austin. The Olympic legend sits on the top turnbuckle in the southeast corner of the ring as she awaits the arrival of her opponent.
Lita's music blares over the loud speakers as the 4 time WWE's Women Champion and Hall of Famer runs out onto the entrance stage. She throws up the Team Xtreme sign and runs down the ramp, she slides into the ring and rolls to her feet. Dara hops down from the turnbuckle and meets Lita in the center of the ring.
Dara: (offers her hand to Lita) It's an honor to wrestle you, let's put on a good show for everyone who came to see us.
Lita: (nods and shakes Dara's hand) May the best woman win.
Both ladies take a step back, Dara raises her hands over her head. Lita accepts Dara' test of strength challenge but quickly discovers she hands won't reach, she lunges and knees Dara in her groin, Dara grunts as she doubles over clutching her crotch. Lits screams and places Dara into a headlock then drives Dara's head onto th canvas with a textbook ddt. Dara rolls towards the edge of the ring, her left arm and leg hanging off side of the ring apron. Lita bounces off the opposite set and ropes and drops onto her rear and slides towards Dara, Dara rolls off the ring apron, Lita slides off the apron and crashes into the security barricade.
Dara gets to her feet, she bends down over Lita and grabs two handfuls of hair as she jerks the former Women's champion to her feet. Dara drives her knee into Lita's abdomen, Lita doubles over and grunts. Dara scoops Lita up and bodyslams her onto the edge of the security barricade, Lita falls into the front row. Dara reaches over the barricade and drags Lita to her feet, she lifts Lita up for the vertical suplex, Lita thrashes her body and reverses into a falling ddt. Lita gets to her feet, she climbs up onto the ring apron and crouches down. As Dara gets to her feet Lita dives off the apron, Dara throws up her hands a second too late and Lita connects with a flying crossbody that knocks Dara onto her back.
Lita kips up and stoops down over Dara and taps her index finger on Dara's pecs. Dara lashes out and grabs Lita's throat, Dara sits up and raises to her knees, Lita slaps the side of Dara's head. Dara rses to her feet as Lita lands several quick jabs to Dara's abdomen, Dara seems unfazed by the assault, she hoists Lita into the air with one hand and choke-slams her onto the ringside floor. Dara drags a dazed Lita to her feet and whips her face-first into the ring post. Lita grunts and slams down onto her back. Dara reaches under the ring and pulls out a table, she sets it up along the south side of the ringside floor. Dara scoops Lita up and dumps her onto the tabletop, she climbs onto the table and pulls Lita to her feet and tucks the wrestling legend's head between her knees. Lita reverses with a back body drop, Dara lands onto the ringside floor with a grunt. Lita dives off the table and brings her elbow down on Dara's abdomen.
Lita rolls to her feet, she grabs a handful of Dara's hair and jerks her to her feet, Lita grabs the back of Dara's head and slams her forehead against the tabletop. Dara presses her palm against her forehead and winces. Lita drops Dara with a Russian leg sweep, she gets to her feet and lifts Dara into a sitting position, Dara slams her fist into Lita's groin, Lita snarls and rams her knee into Dara's chin. Dara grunts as Lita stomps on her groin. Lita grabs Dara's wrist and pulls her up and delivers the twist of fate to her stunned foe, she scoops Dara up and tosses her onto the table, Lita climbs onto the table and stomps Dara's abdomen. Lita climbs up to the top turnbuckle with her back to Dara and gives the crowd the Team Xtreme sign and then backflips off the turnbuckle and connects with the Litasault which snaps the table in two, Dara lays sprawled out over the broken table.
Ref Denise rolls out of the ring and raises Lita's arm in victory. Lita bows to an estatic crowd as Dara stirs. Lita grabs Dara's hand and pulls the Olympic icon to her feet, she leans Dara against the side of the ring. Dara lowers her head as she realizes the outcome of the match. Lita grasps Dara's right hand and shakes it.
Lita: (pats Dara on the back) You should be proud of yourself, you gave me quite a challenge.
Dara: (nods and smiles at Lita) Yeah, you were the better woman tonight. Maybe next time I'll beat you. (she wraps her arms around Lita and pats her on the back).
The crowd erupts into thunderous applause as Lita helps Dara around the ring and up the ramp, they stop at the curtain and bow once to the crowd, the crowd's roar echoing throughout the arena as they disappear into the back.
Jillian: (Yelling trying to be heard over the crowd) That's good sportsmanship from both ladies and a stunning win by Lita, I never thought she would have beat Dara.
Kim: (nods in agreement) This is one match that these ladies are sure to remember. Good job ladies, and especially to Lita. First a commercial, and then we'll be back with Diamond.
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Diamond vs Venom and Hellga
The camera cuts to Kim and Jillian sitting at the announcer's table.
Jillian: We're back and ready for more action, because Diamond takes on Bad Gladiators Hellga and Venom. I tell you Kim, the gladiators have been fueding for so long that no one remembers how it started, and it will only heat up from here.
Kim: True, these two factions are determined to put the other out of commission once and for all. And with Gold and Dallas having defected from the Good Gladiators, it's only a matter of time before one of these teams falter.
Jillian: I can't imagine what Diamond was thinking when she agreed to this handicap match. She's going to need help putting away the mighty Hellga and the lethal Venom.
Kim: I hope Diamond knows what she's up against. Monica is standing by with the lovely and flawless Diamond.
The camera cuts to the back hallway, Diamond is dressed in her American Gladiators outfit, the Queen of Wrestling Championship belt strapped around her waist.
Monica: First of all, Diamond. Congratulations on your win over Wendy Lindquist. You truly deserve the title.
Diamond: Well, I always thought this Diamond looked good in gold. Wendy was a phenomonal opponent, I would love the chance to face her again even if the title isn't involved. She's a spirited competitor and a lot of fun to fight. And she's so beautiful too. Hi, Wendy (waves and smiles to the camera).
Monica: Now that you're the champion you're going to have a lot of the girls coming after you. Are you prepared for any possibility that someone is going to defeat you?
Diamond: I'm not worried in the least, because I didn't get where I am by being lazy. No matter who comes for my title, they'd better be ready to face my awesome power. I'm the champion and I'm going to keep it that way. I just want to-
Hellga: (walks on camera with Venom and Steel) Save your words for later, bimbo. You don't deserve to be champion and Venom and I are going to show the world why. We're going to stomp you into the ground.
Venom: (snickers) Who cares if you beat Wendy Lindquist or not, that doen't prove anything. I could beat her with my eyes closed. (high-fives Steel)
Hellga: I hope your ready for the ass whupping that we're going to give you tonight.
Dianmond: (leans in close to Hellga's face) Bring it.
Hellga slams her fist into Diamond's abdomen. Diamond grunts and clutches her midsection. Hellga tosses Diamond over her shoulders and carries her down the hallway to their locker room, Venom opens the door and Hellga tosses Diamond inside. Steel shuts the door behind them, she walks over to the corner and watches Diamond get to her feet.
Diamond: (glances around the locker room) Why did you bring me here. Our match is supposed to be in the ring.
Venom: (chuckles) A champion is supposed to be prepared for any situation, Don't worry we're not going to take the title from you, not yet anyway. I hope you don't mind but Steel is going to referee this match.
Diamond: (rolls her eyes) fine, then let's do this.
Diamond charges Venom, Hellga barrels into Diamond knocking her onto her back. Diamond rolls back and onto her feet. Hellga and Venom grab each of her wrists and whip her into the wall. Diamonsd grunts as she collides with the wall and drops onto her rear. Hellga pounces on her back and wraps her arms around Diamond's throat, she hoists the flailing Diamond up onto her feet and leads her over towards the row of lockers against the wall. Venom opens one of the lockers and grabs a long piece of rope and ties one end around Diamond's right wrist, the other end she ties around Diamond's waist and pulls on it so that Diamond's right arm is pinned at her side. Diamond kicks Venom in her groin, Venom drops to her knees. Diamond reaches behind her and grabs a handful of Hellga's hair and flips her over her shoulder.
As Diamond struggles to loosen the rope knot with her free hand, Hellga gets to her feet, she grabs Diamond's throat and shoves her back up agasinst the lockers. Venom lunges and knees Diamond's groin, she steps back and laughs at Diamond. Hellga opens another locker and shoves Diamond's head in, she slams the locker door on Diamond's neck. Diamond falls to her knees. Venom stomps on the back of Diamond's shoulders. Hellga presses the locker door closed on Diamond's neck, she laughs as Diamond lets out a blood curdling scream. Hellga pulls Diamond's head out of the locker and scoops her up, she bodyslams Diamond onto the wooden bench in front of the lockers. Diamond rolls onto her side clutching the small of her back.
Venom: (crouches down beside Diamond and cups her chin in one hand) You thought this was going to be an actual match. We set you up ever since you became the champion. If you would have been smarter, you might have avoided this pain, but now we have you at our mercy, and there's no one here to help you. No Zap, no Ice, no Siren. Well, you're going to hear sirens when we've grown bored with you.
Venom presses her booted heel down on Diamond's jaw, Diamond glares up at Venom and spits. Hellga grabs Diamond's ankles and flips into a Boston Crab, Diamond screams and flails her left arm. Venom kneels down in front of Diamond and slaps her across the face. Steel chuckles as she continues to stand in the corner savoring every second of Diamond's punishment. Venom presses her booted heel down on Diamond's left hand, Diamond screams. Hellga breaks her hold on Diamond and kicked her in the ribs, she grabs Diamond's hair and jerks her to her feet, She grasps Diamond by her right elbow and leads her into the showers. Venom turns on the faucets, Hellga bodyslams Diamond onto the shower floor. Venom grabs a bar of soap from the soap dish and stuffs it into Diamond's mouth.
Venom: A champion is supposed to be fresh, don't you like getting cleaned up. It might be an improvement for you.
Diamond spits out the bar of soap and glares at Venom. Hellga hooks her arms underneath Diamond's arm and lifts her up onto her feet, she holds Diamond under the shower head, within seconds both them are dripping wet. Venom grabs the front of Diamond's top and rips it down the middle, she squeezes and pushes up on Diamond's exposed breasts. Hellga smiles as Diamond begins to moan. Venom knees Diamond's groin. Diamond doubles over, her moans a mixture of agony and pleasure. Steel stands in the entryway with one hand down down the front of her shorts moaning under her breath.
Suddenly, Wendy Lindquist bursts into the locker room, she runs up behind Steel and suplexes Steel to the floor, Wendy charges Venom, she grabs Venom around the waist and squeezes her tightly. Hellga knife edge chops the back of Wendy's neck, Wendy's arms go slack at her side and she collapses into the shower floor. Venom stomps on the back of Wendy's head. Hellga rolls Wendy onto her back, Venom rips off Wendy's bikini top and shoves it into her mouth. Hellga rips off Wendy's bikini bottom and wraps it around her neck. Diamond sits up and yells at Hellga to leave Wendy alone. Venom slaps Diamond across the mouth and grabs the bar of soap, she crouches down beside the unconscious Wendy and shoves the bar of soap into her mouth.
Six female musclebound security guards storm the locker room, they pounce on the Bad Gladiators and quickly restrain them ,securing the handcuffs around their wrists, they drag Venom and Hellga out of the locker room kicking and screaming as Diamond crawls over to Wendy. The camera fades to black and goes to commercial.
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:cool2: Love the beating Diamond received from Venom and Hellga, they showed her who the real Gladiators are.
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Hulk Hogan/Scott Hall/Kevin Nash vs Cory Everson/Cameo Kneuer/Rachel Mclish
Jillian: And we're back for our final match of the night, and it's a six person tag match as Cory Everson, Cameo Kneuer and Rachel Mclish take on Hulk Hogan, Scott Hall and Kevin Nash. Can you think of think of a more fitting main event to end the night Kim.
Kim: (shakes her head) Not in recent memory, let's take you to the back where Monica is standing by with the ladies.
The camera cuts to the backstage, Cory, Cameo and Rachel are dressed in matching red bikinis and black knee-high leather boots, their hard muscular bodies glistening with sweat.
Monica: First of all, let me say how fantastic you ladies look tonight. And I'm looking forward to your match against the New World Order. Any guess on who's going to win tonight.
Rachel: (smiles and winks into the camera) What a silly question, it's going to be my friends and I, We're women, we're strong, and we're not afraid to step in the ring against anyone, man or woman. Scott Hall, I'm coming for you.
Cory: (Smirks) Hogan thought he could intimidate us when he and his lackeys challenged us to test our skills against theirs. Well, the Mr. Hollywood Hogan is going to be seeing stars when this night is done. (flexes a front double biceps pose and grins at the camera) He better be ready for these pythons, because Corymania is going to run wild on him.
Cameo: (runs a hand through her hair) The NWO is such a joke nowadays, they're just a bunch of goons who want to run their mouths and attack people when their backs are turned. They're going to learn the hard way to respect their opponents, And Kevin Nash, you better never take your eyes off me, because if you do- (snaps her fingers) finishing you.
Monica: Thanks ladies and Good luck in your match tonight.
The camera cuts back to Jillian and Kim
Jillian: Looks like these ladies are ready for action, but I can't help but feel they shouldn't have accepted this match so eagerly. Sure there's no doubt about their abilities, but size advantage is really going to be a factor once Nash gets into the ring.
Kim: Speed is really what's going to help Rachel and Cameo, they'll have to keep from getting grabbed by by their male opponents if they want to have a chance at winning, stick and move.
The arena lights dim, Cory, Cameo and Rachel strut out onto the entrance stage side by side, they flex their biceps for the cheering crowd, they bow and then run down the ramp and slide into the ring, Ref Christy Resendes pats them down for foreign objects and goes over the rules of the match.
The NWO's music blares over the loudspeakers, Hogan Hall and Nash walk out onto the entrance stage flashing their signature poses, they walk down the ramp and roll into the ring. Ref Christy pats them down for foreign objects. Cory Cameo and Rachel huddle up, tey high-five, then Cory and Cameo climb out onto the apron on the southeast side of the ring. Nash and Hogan climb out onto the opposite corner of the ring apron, Rachel and Hall lock hands in the center of the ring, Hall grins as he forces Rachel's back against the ropes, Rachel grunts and knees Hall's groin. Hall pulls his hands free and steps back. Rachel bounces off the ropes and smashes Hall across the chest with her forearm, Hall stumbles back and regains his footing, Rachel charges him and leaps into the air, Hall catches her in his arms and connects with a sidewalk slam, Hall goes for the cover,
1...Rachel lifts her shoulder off the mat, Hall slams his right fist down on Rachel's abdomen. Rachel rolls towards the edge of the ring, she pulls herself to her feet with the ropes and glares at Hall. Hall runs at Rachel, Rachel lunges and rams her shoulder into Hall's stomach, Hall flops onto his back, he rolls to his feet and runs to his corner and tags in Kevin Nash, Nash charges Rachel, Rachel rolls out of the ring and glares at Nash. Nash leans over the ropes and gestures for Rachel to get in the ring. Rachel climbs up onto the ring apron, never taking her eyes off Nash as she climbs back into the ring. Nash lunges and grabs a big handul of Rachel's hair, she screams and flails her arms as Nash presses her over his head like a barbell.
Cameo runs into the ring and kicks the back of Nash's right knee, Nash drops to one knee, Rachel lands safely on her feet and lands an uppercut to Nash's chin. Nash hits the canvas with a grunt, Rachel flops down beside Nash's head and wraps her legs around his throat. Nash flails his arms and slaps on Rachel's legs, Rachel grins and tightens her grip on Nash's throat. Hogan runs into the ring, he grabs Rachel by her hair snd slams her back onto the canvas. Cory tries to climb into the ring but Ref Christy stops her. Hall and Hogan lift Rachel up in a double vertical suplex and bodyslam her onto the canvas as Christy argues with Cory. Nash gets to his feet, he pulls Rachel up by her wrist and headbutts her forehead. Cameo runs into the ring and drop kicks the small of Nash's back, Nash pitches forward and falls into the ropes.
Rachel rolls onto her stomach and crawls towards her corner, she pushes herself to her feet and tags in Cameo, Cameo storms the ring and charges Nash as he's getting to his feet, Nash sidesteps Cameo and slams his fist across the back of neck, Cameo grunts and collapses onto the canvas.Nash drags Cameo to her feet and whips her into the NWO's corner, Cameo grunts as her back collides with the turnbuckles. Nash marches into the corner and slams his fist against Cameo's midsection and tags in Hall. Hall climbs into the ring and presses his booted heel against Cameo's chest. Hogan pulls Cameo's arms behind her back as Hall pulls back his heel from Cameo's chest and presses it against her throat.
Cory hops off the ring apron and runs around the ring, she grabs Hogan's ankles and jerks him off the ring apron. Hall leans over the ropes and shouts at Cory. Cameo springs out of the corner and catches Hall with a forearm across his throat. Cameo staggers to her feet and stomps Hall's abdomen. Cameo runs to her corner and tags in Cory, Cory runs into the ring, she leaps into the air and slams her elbow down on Hall's chest, Hall rolls towards his corner and tags in Hogan. Hogan and Cory at each other in the center of the ring, they engage with the collar and elbow tie-up, Cory shoves Hogan's back against the ropes, she knees his groin. Hogan grunts and slides his arms around Cory's waist and pulls her up close to him. Cory groans and slaps Hogan's ears repeatedly. Hogan releases Cory and slams his fist into her abdomen. Cory lunges and Knees Hogan's groin, she scopps her up in a vertical suplex and power slams him to the canvas.
Cory goes for the cover. 1...2... Hogan kicks out, he grabs a handful of Cory's hair, Cory screams as Hogan yanks on her hair, she slaps him across the face and pulls him to his feet, Hgan drops to his knees and low blows Cory. Cory doubles over clutching her crotch, Hogan ddts Cory driving her head onto the canvas. Hogan sits down on Cory's chest. 1...2...Cory kicks out, she slams her heel against the side of Hogan's head. Hogan falls onto his side with a grunt, Cory grabs Hogan's ankles and flips him over and loclks on the Boston crab, Hogan screams as Cory leans back into the hold.
Nash storms the ring, he charges Cory and slams the heel of his foot into the back of her head. Cory staggers forward towards her corner and falls flat on her face. Rachel and Cameo slap the top rope trying to spur Cory on. Cory crawls towards the ropes, with a surge of stregth and adrenaline she springs to her feet and tags in Rachel. Rachel climbs back into the ring and charges the prone Hogan, she grabs his wrist and pulls him to his feet, Hogan lunges and rakes his fingers down Rachel's face. Rachel throws her hands over her eyes. Hogan whips Rachel into his corner, he charges her slamming his shoulder into her abs. Rachel grunts and slides down in the corner, her arms hooked around the top rope. Hogan cups Rachel's chin in his right hand and kisses her mouth, he scoops her up and bodyslams her onto the canvas. Hogan climbs to the top rope and leaps off, he connects with the leg drop across Rachel's throat. Hogan goes for the cover.
Cameo starts to climb into the ring, Cory grabs a handful of her hair and tosses her of the apron, he head banging against the side of the steel steps. 1...2...3. Christy raises Hogan's arm in victory. Cory climbs into the ring, clapping as she walks up to Hogan, she slides her arms around his waist and gives him a celebratory hug.
Rachel sits up clutching her throat, she yells at cory as she staggers to her feet. Cory presses her palm against Rachel's chest and shoves her into Hall's arms, Hall connects with the Outsider's edge. Nash pulls Rachel to her feet, and shoves her head between his knees, he connects with the JackKnife powerbomb. Cory stands over an unconscious Rachel and spits in her face. Hogan hands Cory a can of black spray paint. Cory kneels do beside Rachel and spray paints 'NWO Rules' down Rachel's back. Hogan and Cory high-five, they roll out of the ring and head to the back. Cameo rolls into the ring and checks on Rachel.
Jillian: I can't believe what I just witnessed, Cory has betrayed her sister for the NWO, what is going through her mind.
Kim: Never mind that, I think Rachel may need medical attention, she took a leg drop an outsider's edge and a janckknife powerbomb within moments of each other. Shecould be gravely injured. I've just been told that we're out of time for this week. Tune in next week for another exciting episode of Friday Night Carnage.
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Vickie Gates vs Michelle Ralabate
Jillian: And welcome back to another exciting episode of Friday Night Carnage. Last week was one heck of a show wasn’t it, Kim.
Kim: That’s right. Jillian. I’m still amped up from the Six person tag that saw Cory Everson betray her best friend and sister for the NWO. I’ve just got word that Monica is in the back with Rachel and Cameo right now.
The camera cuts to the backstage area.
Monica: Cameo, last week your sister turned her back on you and threw you off the ring apron, and now is a member of the New World Order. How does that make you feel?
Cameo: It’s still hurts to think my own sister could do such a thing (wipes tears from her cheeks) I thought we were pretty close but-
Rachel: (snatches the mic from Monica’s hand) I don’t know what got into Cory, but whatever it is, I want to beat it out of her, you don’t betray your family or your friends for any man, Cory, I demand to know why you betrayed us. (Hands the microphone back to Monica and storms off)
Monica: (looking dumbfounded) Back to you ladies.
The camera cuts back to Kim and Jillian.
Jillian: Heated words from Rachel, it doesn’t sound like she’s going to stop until she makes Cory explain herself.
Kim: Hopefully, we can all get some answers from Cory.
The arena lights dim, Vickie walks out onto the entrance stage dressed in a black leather bikini and knee-high leather boots, she stops at the head of the ramp and flexes her massive biceps to the delight of the capacity filled arena. She runs down the ramp and slides into the ring, she stops and stands beside Ref Carol Semple in the center of the ring.
Michelle’s music blares over the loudspeakers, she struts out onto the entrance stage dressed in a blue silk bikini, the crowd is on their feet cheering as clapping as Michelle hits a most muscular pose, Michelle sprints down the ramp and rolls into the ring, she shoots Vickie a look that says ‘come and get me’. Vickie glares at Michelle as she approaches the center of the ring, she points at Michelle then holds up three fingers, telling her she’s leaving on her back.
Ref Carol calls for the bell and steps away from the two competitors. Vickie offers Michelle her hand and says “May the best woman win.” Michelle shakes Vickie hands and tells her she intends to. Vickie sneers and jerks on Michelle’s arm pulling her up against her body, she knees Michelle’s groin and forces her down to one knee. Michelle slams her fist into Vickie’s abdomen. Vickie grunts and drops to both knees. Michelle headbutts Vickie’s forehead knocking her onto her back.
Michelle throws herself onto Vickie and grabs her by the throat and starts choking her. Vickie thrusts her palm against Michelle’s chin, Michelle rolls onto her back as she releases her grip from Vickie’s throat. Vickie rolls to her feet, she stands over Michelle and stomps on her abs repeatedly. Michelle grunts and rolls to the edge of the ring apron, she pulls herself to her feet and glares at Vickie, Vickie smirks back at Michelle and flexes her right arm. Michelle’s eyes widen as Vickie’s bicep bulges with thick hard muscle and corded veins.
Vickie turns her back to Michelle and taunts her by slapping her own rear. “Come and get me, if you dare.” Vickie chuckles. Michelle charges at Vickie, Vickie sidesteps and locks her arms around Michelle’s waist, she picks her up and suplexes her onto her shoulders. 1…2… Michelle kicks out. Both competitors get to their feet at the same time, Vickie slams her fist into Michelle’s abdomen. Michelle doubles over with a grunt. Vickie rams her knee into Michelle’s forehead. Michelle grunts and flops onto her back.
Vickie flips Michelle onto her stomach and stands over her, she bends down and grabs Michelle’s wrists and pulls up on her arms as she presses her booted heel against the small of Michelle’s back. Michelle screams.
Jillian: And looks like Vickie is hanging ten with that wicked surfboard, I don’t know how long Michelle can hold out.
Kim: Fight it, Michelle.
Vickie pulls back harder on Michelle’s arms. Michelle’s screams echo throughout the packed arena, tears stream down her face as Vickie presses her other heel on Michelle’s upper back. Carol crouches down beside Michelle and asks if she wants to submit. Michelle shakes her head and continues her struggle to free herself. “Give up, Michelle, you can’t escape my hold. Until you do, I’ll continue to ride the waves. Cowabunga.”
“I’m not going to surrender to you, kiss my ass. Vickie.” Michelle screams at the top of her lungs. Vickie sneers and pulls back Michelle’s arms even further threatening to dislocate them. “Wrong answer.” Vickie chortles. Michelle screams as her shoulders explode with pain, she cries for the ref and tells her she submits. Vickie releases Michelle’s arm as Carol calls for the bell, Carol raises Vickie’s left arm in victory as Vickie stands with one foot on Michelle’s upper back.
Vickie crouches down beside Michelle and slaps her across the back of her head. “Next tell I tell you to give up, you better do it and fast. Lucky for you I was in a good mood and decided not to hurt you too badly- this time.” Vickie stands up and kicks Michelle in her ribs and rolls out of the ring.
Jillian (applauding) What a great win by Vickie, that’s how you show some who’s in charge.
Kim: I think Michelle is due a trip to the infirmary to see if anything’s broken. But in the meantime let’s go back to Monica who’s standing by with Stacie Tovar.
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Alundra Blayze vs Stacie Tovar
The camera fades in on the backstage area. Stacie stands beside Monica dressed in a blue sports bra and black thong; she runs a hand through her hair and sighs.
Monica: I’m here with the beautiful and strong Stacie Tovar. Stacie, you have a match with Alundra Blayze, one of the biggest legends in wrestling. She has a lot more experience than you, are you going to be able to handle her?
Stacie: (grabs the mic from Monica) Are you asking me if I’m afraid to step into the ring with Alundra? (Throws back her head and chuckles) Not in the least, those who have seen me compete in CrossFit now what I’m capable of. Alundra, when I step into the ring with you, you better be ready for the beating of a lifetime, because I’m going to give you a beat down you’ll never forget.
Monica: So far you have one loss against Kristen Graham, is a rematch somewhere in the future.
Stacie: (glares at points at the camera) Let me tell you something about Kristen, her win over me was a fluke. Next time I get her in the ring, she’s going to be the one lying on her back. (Shoves the mic back to Monica and walks off camera).
Monica: Back to you, ladies.
The camera cuts to Kim and Jillian.
Jillian: Stacie with some choice words for both Alundra and Kristen, let’s hope she can back it up in the ring.
Kim: She’s going up against an experienced pro, she better be on her A-game when it comes to Alundra, or else she the one getting pinned.
Stacie walks out onto the entrance stage; she furrows her brows and sneers as the camera zooms in one her face. She struts down the ramp with her head held high; flexing her biceps she climbs onto the apron and kisses her biceps. Stacie steps through the ropes and marches up to Ref Stacy Keibler. She turns and glares out at the entrance stage with her arms folded across her chest.
Alundra’s music blares over the loud speaker, the WWE legend walks out onto the entrance stage, dressed in a rainbow striped leotard: The crowd is in a frenzy chanting and stomping their feet, Alundra waves to the crowd as she runs down the ramp and rolls into the ring. She stops and crouches down with her hands on her knees.
Stacie walks up to Alundra and screams in her face. “I’m going to show the world that I’m better than you in every way.”
Alundra stands straight up and pokes Stacie’s chest with her finger. “You got a big mouth; I guess I’m going to have to shut you up for good.”
Stacie rears back and gives Alundra a hard slap across her face. Alundra staggers back and rubs at her cheek, she snarls and charges Stacie. Stacie lunges and knees Alundra’s groin, she grabs Alundra’s wrist and whips her into the southwest corner of the ring. Alundra grunts as her back hits the turnbuckle. Stacie charges Alundra, Alundra rolls out of the corner and shoves Stacie into the corner; she slams her knee into the small of Stacie’s back and connects with a bridging German suplex. 1… Stacie kicks out; she gets to her feet and kicks Alundra in the chin. Alundra rolls away and gets to her feet as Stacie approaches.
Stacie grabs Alundra’s wrist and whips her into the northwest corner of the ring, Alundra grunts as her chest strikes the turnbuckle, as she staggers back, Stacie sneaks up behind her and nails her with a Russian Leg Sweep, Alundra rolls out of the ring, she glares at Stacie as she walks around the ringside floor. Stacie leans over the ropes and beckons to Alundra. Alundra hops onto the apron, she grabs the sides of Stacie’s head and leaps off the apron, Stacie’s neck bounces off the rope, she grunts as she flops onto her back.
Alundra rolls back into the ring and drags Stacie to her feet, she knees Stacie’s abdomen and shoves her head between her knees, Stacie reverses with a back body drop, and Alundra grunts as her back hits the mat. Stacie grabs a handful of hair and drags Alundra to her feet, she scoops up Alundra and body slams her onto the canvas. Stacie drops down over Alundra and hooks her leg.
1…2… Alundra kicks out; Stacie pounds her fist and the canvas and pulls Alundra to her feet. Alundra slams her fist into Stacie’s abdomen, Stacie grunts and doubles over, Alundra wraps her right arm around Stacie’s throat and drives her head onto the canvas, and she sits up and gives Stacie a hard slap across the back of her shoulders. Alundra pulls Stacie to her feet and lifts her up for a vertical suplex, Stacie flails her legs and reverses momentum, and she lands safely on her feet and bashes Alundra across the chest with her forearm.
Alundra flops onto her back and rolls towards the edge of the ring. Stacie chases after her, she lands a glancing blow to Alundra’s ribs as she rolls off the apron. Alundra gets to her feet and walks around the ringside floor. Stacie rolls out of the ring and chases after Alundra, she tackles the WWE legend and both women slam against the security barricade. Stacie sits up and clutches the right side of her head. Alundra gets to her feet first and drags Stacie towards the ring steps; Stacie draws her knees up to her chest and shoves Alundra against the steel corner post. Alundra grunts and falls onto her stomach.
Stacie gets up and laughs as she stomps on Alundra’s upper back, she backs away and watches as Alundra staggers to her feet, Stacie charges Alundra, Alundra drops onto her stomach and trips Stacie with a drop toe hold, Stacie’s forehead collides with the edge of the ring apron. Alundra drags Stacie to her feet and whips her into the security barricade. Stacie grunts as her knee strikes the barricade and drops to one knee. Alundra kicks the small of Stacie’s back. Stacie staggers to her feet; she spins around and nails Alundra across the throat with her forearm.
Alundra flops onto her back; Stacie winces and clutches her left knee. Stacie pulls Alundra to her feet and whips her back into the ring, Stacie groans as she climbs up the ring steps favoring her left knee. Alundra sits up groggily and gets up onto her knees; Stacie charges Alundra and slams her heel into Alundra’s chin. Alundra flops onto her back and grunts. Stacie grabs both of Alundra’s wrists and pulls her up to her feet. Alundra kicks the side of Stacie’s left knee, Stacie yelps and drops to one knee. Alundra drives her elbow into Stacie’s chest knocking her onto her back.
Alundra grabs Stacie’s ankles and drags her into the corner, she climbs up to the top turnbuckle and dives off and brings her elbow down hard on Stacie’s abdomen. Alundra goes for the cover. 1…2… Stacie lifts her shoulder off the canvas. Alundra throws up her hands and slams her fist down on Stacie’s abdomen. Alundra gets to her feet, breathing heavily she pulls Stacie to her feet and scoops her up. Stacie elbows the side of Alundra’s head and drives Alundra’s head onto the canvas.
Stacie rolls Alundra onto her back and goes for the cover. 1…2….Alundra barely manages to kick out just before Ref Stacy’s hand hits the canvas. Stacie rises to her knees, her eyes widen as she clutches the sides of her head, and she screams and pummels Alundra’s forehead and chest. Stacie pulls Alundra to her feet, she shoves Alundra’s head between her knees and pile drives Alundra’s head onto the canvas. Stacie straddles Alundra’s waist and pins the WWE legend wrists against the canvas. 1 … 2 … 3. Stacy Keibler raises Stacie’s arm in victory as she staggers to her feet, Stacie bends down and clutches her left knee.
Jillian: I don’t believe it; Stacie Tovar has defeated Alundra Blayze. What an incredible victory.
Kim: I never thought it was possible, Congrats Stacie.
Stacie limps out of the ring and up the entrance ramp; she raises her fists in the air and howls a wolf.
Jillian: Hold on, Kim, I’m getting word that Pauline Nordin and Christy Resendes are brawling in the back.
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Christy resends vs Pauline Nordin
Footage from backstage area plays on the jumbo Tron. Pauline and Christy are kicking and screaming as they struggle to break free as they’re restrained by security.
Monica: All heck has broken loose here in the back, Christy and Pauline were brawling but now security has quelled the brawl, though both women still have a lot of fight left in them.
Jillian: Can you tell us why they were fighting in the first place?
Monica: It seems they were discussing who was stronger, then they started to pose down and then the fists starting flying but security quickly broke up the fight.
Kim: Looks like they couldn’t wait until they got in the ring.
Jillian: (Rolls her eyes) No, Kim. I guess not.
Monica: (Taps her headset) Hang on, I’m getting word from Stephanie McMahon herself that she is going to change their match in a hardcore rules match, there’s a referee on her way to officiate the match.
The security guards release Christy and Pauline as Ref Carol Semple approaches. Christy and Pauline glare at each other from across the hall. Pauline yells at one of the security guards as they fall back further down the corridor.
Monica: Well ladies, looks like I better find a safe place to watch, these ladies are ready to tear each other apart. (Walks off camera)
Ref Carol calls for the bell. Christy and Pauline lock up in the center of the floor. Their arms bulge with thick hard muscles as they struggle to force the other to their knees. Pauline snarls as she is slowly pushed down to one knee, she lets out a loud scream and pushes herself back up onto both feet. Christy’s eyes widen as she feels her left knee touch the floor, she growls and head-butts Pauline’s groin. Pauline presses her heel against Christy’s chin and shoves her onto her back, wasting little time she throws herself onto Christy and wails on her abdomen with her fists.
Christy gives Pauline a hard slap across her face and shoves her off, Pauline springs to her feet and nails Christy with a hard kick to her hip. Christy rolls to her feet and lunges at Pauline, she slides her arms around Pauline’s waist and squeezes her. Pauline slams her fists down on Christy’s upper back, Christy grunts and drops to her knees but manages to keep her grip on Pauline. Pauline rakes her fingers down Christy’s face. Christy screams and throws her hands over her eyes. Pauline laughs and drives her knee into Christy’s chin.
Pauline: (Leans down over Christy as she continues to rub at her eyes) Still think you’re stronger than me, if so why are you lying on your back. (Grabs two handfuls of Christy’s hair and jerks her to her feet) Why don’t you fight back?
Christy slams her fist into Pauline’s groin. Pauline grunts and doubles over and clutches her groin. Christy grabs Pauline’s wrist and whips her into the wall, Pauline grunts and staggers back, Christy nails Pauline with the sidewalk slam and goes for the pin. 1…2… Pauline kicks out just before Carol’s hand comes down for the third time. Christy stands up and presses her foot down on Pauline’s abdomen. Pauline flails and grabs Christy’s ankle, she jerks Christy’s leg out from under her, and Christy flops onto her back.
Pauline stands up and grabs Christy’s right ankle, she repeatedly kicks the back of Christy’s right knee. Christy screams and clutches her knee. Pauline lets go and stomps Christy’s abdomen. Pauline grabs a steel folding chair from along the wall and raises it over her head, she swings it down at Christy, Christy rolls out to the side as the chair strikes the carpeted floor., she gets to her feet as Pauline goes for a second chair shot, Christy sidesteps the chair shot and drives her knee into Pauline’s groin, the chair falls from Pauline’s hands. Christy shoves Pauline’s back against the wall and lands several knees to Pauline’s groin. Pauline hunches over clutching her groin as Christy takes a step back.
Christy: Not talking so tough are you now, Pauline. (Walks up and slaps Pauline across the face). Answer me when I’m talking to you.
Ignoring the pain in her groin, Pauline snarls and launches herself at Christy, she scoops up Christy and rams her back against the wall, a large crack forms on the wall from the impact. Pauline flips Christy onto her back and sits down beside her head, she wraps her legs around Christy’s throat and squeezes tightly, and Christy flails her arms as she gasps for air.
Pauline: (Smirking as she tightens her grip on Christy’s throat) Say it, say I’m stronger or I’m going to make you pass out.
Christy: (Gives Pauline the middle finger which is blurred by the Censors) F##K you, Kiss my ass, bitch. (Whimpers as Pauline tightens her grip even more)
Pauline: (Chuckles) Fine, when you wake up in the infirmary, don’t say I didn’t give you the chance.
Christy’s arms drop to her sides, her head lolls to one side. Ref Carol crouches down beside her, she lifts up Christy’s right arm and releases it, and her arm falls limp at her side. Carol raises her arm a second time; it falls at her side once more. Carol calls for the bell as Christy’s arm drops to her side for the third time. Pauline releases her legs from around Christy’s throat and gets to her feet; Carol raises her right arm in victory.
Monica: (Runs up to Pauline) Pauline, what do you have to say now that you’ve beaten Christy?
Pauline: (Brushes her hair from over her right eye) who, you mean that loser lying passed out on her back. Don’t make me laugh, Christy thought she was tough? (Chuckles) Who was she fighting against that she could make that claim? Tell Christy when she wakes up, that if you mess with the best, you go down like the rest. And that goes for any women who thinks she’s stronger than me. Get out of my way. (She pushes past Monica as she walks off camera).
Monica: (Looks into the camera and shrugs) back to you, Kim and Jillian.
Jillian: That’s Jillian and Kim, but I forgive you Monica. Wow, that wasn’t a match that was a street fight. Pauline really showed Christy whose boss.
Kim: (Nods) it’s time for a word from our sponsors, and then we’ll be right back as Sarah Hayes gets ready to take on Yaxeni Oriquen in a match that’s unheard of- A Saddle match. We’ll explain the rules when we come back.
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Sarah Hayes vs Yaxeni Oriquen
The camera fades in on Kim and Jillian.
Jillian: A Saddle match, never before has a match like this been seen before in the UFWL, the goal of the match is to strap the saddle around your opponent’s waist. Several types of riding gear have been scattered around the ringside floor.
Kim: I can’t think of a more degrading thing to be ridden around the ring by your opponent with a saddle strapped to your back.
Jillian: (Smirking) I heard you like this sort of thing, so you should be used to it.
Kim: Shut up, I don’t know who told you that but it’s simply not true.
Jillian: Just kidding. Monica is standing by with Sarah.
The camera cuts to the backstage area. Sarah is standing beside Monica dressed in a blue sports bra, cowhide print leather vest, a pair of assless leather chaps over a black thong and a Stetson hat perched on her head.
Monica: Hello, Sarah. It looks like you’re ready for your match against Yaxeni tonight, go cowgirl.
Sarah: (Giggles and smiles into the camera) I know right. Yaxeni is a strong woman, so I’m going to have to keep her from gaining momentum. And I hope she’s ready to wrangle with a big strong Texas girl, and if not I’m going to ride her all the way around the arena.
Yaxeni: (Walks on camera and slaps Sarah’s hat off her head) you need to stop drinking the water in Texas, because you’re hallucinating if you think you’re going ride me around anywhere.
Monica: Are you saying that you’re going to win, Yaxeni?
Yaxeni: Why would I say otherwise? This cowgirl here is going to be carrying me around, and that’s a promise. (Glares at Sarah) You got something to say before I destroy you inside the ring?
Sarah: (Pokes Yaxeni’s chest with her index finger) Plenty, but I’m going be doing all my talking in the ring with my fists.
Yaxeni: (Chuckles) we’ll see, honey, we’ll see. (She pushes Sarah aside as she walks towards the entrance curtain)
Monica: Good luck, Sarah.
The camera cuts to Kim and Jillian.
Jillian: Well, it looks like Sarah and Yaxeni are more than ready for this match, I can’t hazard a guess as to who will win, but neither lady can afford to lose this match.
Kim: Wait, a saddle match is the exact same thing as a Straight Jacket match, except a saddle is used instead of a Straight jacket.
Jillian: (Lowers her face into her hand and sighs loudly) you’re a real genius aren’t you, Kim.
Yaxeni walks out onto the entrance stage in her bare feet and dressed in a black bikini, she stands at the head of the ramp and flexes her massive vein covered biceps. She gyrates her hips as she struts down the ramp and rolls into the ring, and stands beside Ref Carol Semple. Yaxeni crosses her arms across her chest and waits for Sarah to make her entrance.
Sarah’s music blares over the loud speakers as the Texas Cowgirl walks out onto the entrance stage , the capacity filled arena bursts into thunderous applause as Sarah blows kisses to her fans. She shouts Yee-Haw and sprints down the ramp; she climbs up the ring steps and climbs up to the top turnbuckle in the northwest corner of the ring. She turns and stands with her back to the ring and flexes her arms for the crowd.
Yaxeni charges the distracted Sarah and shoves her off the turnbuckle, Sarah grunts as her hip collides with the ring steps as she tumbles to the ringside floor. Ref Carol grabs Yaxeni by the shoulder and spins her around. “One more stunt like that and you’re out of here.” Carol shouts.
Yaxeni: Stupid, there is no disqualification in this match. Just ring the bell.
Carol steps back; she turns and gestures to the timekeeper.
Sarah sits up and clutches her left hip; she grabs her hat and grunts as she gets to her feet, she tosses her hat into the crowd, a young lady fan in the front row screams with delight as she catches the hat. Yaxeni rolls out of the ring and walks up behind Sarah, as Sarah turns Yaxeni lands a hard kick to her abdomen, Sarah doubles over and Yaxeni grabs the back of her head and slams her forehead against the ring apron. Sarah flops onto her back, Yaxeni stomps on Sarah’s abdomen, she drags her to her feet and scoops her up and slams her down on the thinly padded ringside floor.
Sarah crawls towards the ring steps and pushes herself to her feet, Yaxeni charges, Sarah drops onto her stomach and trips Yaxeni with the drop toe hold, the side of Yaxeni’s head collides with the steps as she falls onto her stomach. Sarah kips up, she grabs Yaxeni’s wrist and pulls her to her feet. Sarah bellows and grabs Yaxeni by the throat; Yaxeni jams her thumbs into Sarah’s eyes. Sarah staggers back and throws her hands over her face. Yaxeni charges and nails Sarah across the throat with her forearm.
Sarah grunts as her back strikes the floor. Yaxeni stands over Sarah and presses her heel down across Sarah’s throat. The crowd starts to chant Sarah’s name which only serves to annoy Yaxeni, she flips off the jeering fans and drags Sarah to her feet.
Yaxeni: Let me show you what I think of your heroine.
Yaxeni grabs the back of Sarah’s head and slams her face into the steel ring post. Sarah stumbles around for a few seconds then collapses onto her back. Yaxeni scoops Sarah up and dumps her onto the ring apron and rolls her back into the ring, she grabs the riding crop from off the ringside floor and rolls into the ring. Sarah slowly gets to her knees, she screams as Yaxeni smacks her across the back with the riding crop. Yaxeni smacks her back a second time, Sarah snarls and grabs Yaxeni’s ankles and jerks her off her feet.
Yaxeni scrambles to her feet, both ladies get to their feet at the same time. Yaxeni swings the crop at Sarah’s head, but Sarah catches her wrist in mid-air and lands a hard kick to Yaxeni’s abdomen. The crop falls to the floor; Sarah snatches it up and smacks Yaxeni across the top of her head. Yaxeni flops onto her back as she clutches her head. Sarah holds the crop over her head and grinds her hips as she stands over Yaxeni. Sarah leans down in Yaxeni’s face and laughs.
Sarah: How do you like being hit with a riding crop, don’t feel so good does it?
Sarah grabs a handful of Yaxeni’s hair and pulls her up into a sitting position. Yaxeni slams her fist into Sarah’s groin. Sarah grunts and drops the crop onto the canvas. Yaxeni gets to her feet and knees Sarah’s groin. Sarah drops to one knee, Yaxeni stands behind Sarah and pulls off her vest and chokes her with it. Gasping for air, Sarah claws at Yaxeni’s hands. Yaxeni drags Sarah into the northeast corner of the ring, she slides her arms underneath Sarah’s and hoists her onto her feet and locks her hands behind Sarah’s neck. Sarah screams as Yaxeni climbs up the ropes backward and hoists Sarah off her feet. Yaxeni sits down on the top turnbuckle and rocks Sarah violently.
Sarah screams and grits her teeth. With no rope break or disqualification there was little she could do to escape the hold. Yaxeni chuckled and threw Sarah down onto her stomach. Sarah groaned and rolled onto her back. Sarah staggered to her feet; Yaxeni leaped off the top turnbuckle and nailed her across the forehead with the ax handle smash. Sarah collapsed onto her back with a grunt, she groaned as she pressed her palm over her forehead.
Yaxeni pulled Sarah to her feet and lead her to the ropes, she pressed Sarah’s throat against the middle rope and pressed her left foot on the back of Sarah’s neck. Sarah flailed her arms weakly. Smirking, Yaxeni leaned over the top rope and hooked her hands over Sarah’s chin and pulled back hard. Sarah screamed as the top rope dug into the back of her neck and pained flooded her back. Sarah whimpered as Yaxeni pressed her knee into the small of her back.
Yaxeni: Have you nothing to say, Sarah. I promised that I would destroy you in the ring. And remember, anything goes, so there’s no use in tapping. (Leans in close and kisses Sarah’s ear) I’m in control and there’s nothing you can do about it. Maybe I’ll go easy on you if you go ahead and put the saddle around your own waist, while you still have the strength to do so.
Sarah whimpers echo throughout the arena, Yaxeni nods and pulls her hands from off Sarah’s chin. Sarah breathes a sigh of relief and collapses onto her back beside the ropes. Yaxeni grabs Sarah’s wrists and pulls her to her feet, she sets Sarah up in the vertical suplex and power slams Sarah to the canvas. Sarah lays spread-eagled on her back, Yaxeni leans down and prods Sarah’s face with her finger, she rolls out of the ring and grabs the saddle, and she sets the saddle on the ring apron and rolls back into the ring. Yaxeni grabs the saddle and sits it down on its top, she scoops the unconscious Sarah in her arms and lays her face up on the saddle, as Sarah starts to stir, Yaxeni finishes securing the strap around Sarah’s waist, and she quickly hooks the backup straps around Sarah’s shoulders and thighs.
Realizing her predicament Sarah thrashes about on her back, Yaxeni chuckles and gives her a hard slap across her chest with the riding crop.
Yaxeni: Shut up.
Yaxeni rolls out of the ring and grabs a riding bit and feed bag and rolls back into the ring, she secures the riding bit in Sarah’s mouth and then the feed bag. Sarah glares up at the smirking Yaxeni. Yaxeni chuckles and flips Sarah onto her stomach, she mounts the saddle and smacks Sarah’s ass with the crop.
Yaxeni: Giddy up, horsey, Giddy up.
Sarah pushes herself onto her hands and knees and crawls from ring post to ring post in a clockwise direction. Sarah whimpers and winces as Yaxeni continues to smack her ass with the crop, laughing the whole time.
Jillian: Wow, What an incredible win by Yaxeni, I have never seen anything like this. Maybe you have in your bedroom, Kim.
Kim: (slams her fist on the table) you can’t prove that.
Jillian: (smirks and cocks her eyebrow at Kim) let’s go to the back where Monica is standing by with Jitka Harazimova.
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Jitka Harazimova vs Lesa Lewis
The camera cuts to the backstage hallway, Jitka stands beside Monica dressed in a green bikini.
Monica: It’s good to see you again, Jitka. Are you excited about your match with Lesa?
Jitka: (Chuckles) I can’t help but be anything but excited, since I’ll get to take out the trash tonight when I toss Lesa in the dumpster, after all it’s the most fitting place for her.
Lesa: (Walks on camera) you must be crazy if you think I’m the one going inside the dumpster. (Pokes her finger in Jitka’s face) Let me tell you something, I’m one tough bitch, and if you get in my way I’m going to run your ass over.
Jitka: (Holds her hand in front of Lesa’s face) you’re all talk, you taken too many chair shots to the head. Everyone knows that you don’t stand a chance against me. And tonight I’m going to prove it.
Lesa: Damn right, we’re going to prove it. I’ll meet you in the ring. And don’t you dare keep me waiting. (Shoves Monica aside and storms off towards the ring area, Jitka watches her disappear through the curtain)
Monica: Back to you, Kim and Jillian.
The camera cuts back to Kim and Jillian.
Jillian: (Shakes her head) how many times do have to tell her it Jillian and Kim. Anyway, this promises to be one dirty match. (Presses her hand over Kim’s hand) No, I don’t mean that kind of dirty.
Kim: (Shoots Jillian a puzzled glance) what’s that supposed to mean, my mind’s cleaner than yours. Never mind. As the fans at home can see, a dumpster filled with trash has been placed in front of the entrance stage to the left of ramp. Once one of the women has been thrown into the dumpster and the lid closed, the match is over.
Lesa walks out onto the entrance stage dressed in a black leotard and knee-high leather boots, she points to the dumpster and says “That’s where Jitka belongs” and struts down the ramp, she rolls into the ring and stands beside Ref Denise Austin.
Jitka’s theme blares over the loud speakers as she walks out onto the entrance stage. She stops at the head of the ramp and points at Lesa. “You may as well climb in now, because that’s where you deserve to.” Jitka runs down the ramp and slides into the ring, wasting no time she charges at Lesa, Lesa lunges and tackles Jitka through the ropes and they both crash down onto the ringside floor. Lesa gets to her feet first and stomps the back of Jitka’s head.
Jitka rolls towards the ramp and gets to her feet, Lesa charges and locks her arms around Jitka’s waist. Jitka slams her forearm across the back of Lesa’s neck, Lesa’s arms drop to her side as she falls to her knees. Jitka scoops up Lesa and rams her back against the edge of the ring apron.
Lesa flops onto her stomach and grunts; she clutches her back as she gets up onto her knees. Jitka lands a hard kick to Lesa’s ribs. Lesa snarls and latches onto Jitka’s ankle, she forces Jitka to the floor and clamps on the ankle lock. Jitka screams and flails her arms as Lesa adds more pressure to the ankle lock. Jitka pounds her fists on the thinly padded floor, tears streaming down her face. To her relief Lesa releases the ankle lock and pulls her to her feet.
Jitka drops down to her knees and slams her fists into Lesa’s groin. Lesa doubles over clutching her groin; Jitka grabs Lesa’s hair and leads her towards the dumpster. Lesa elbows Jitka’s ribs and whips her face-first into the side of the dumpster, Jitka grunts as her back hits the floor. Lesa stomps Jitka’s abdomen repeatedly. Lesa leans over Jitka and spits in her face. Jitka sits up and nails Lesa’s groin with her fist.
Jitka gets to her feet; she scoops up Lesa and rams her back against the dumpster. Lesa flops onto her stomach with a grunt. Jitka scoops up Lesa and tosses her onto the ramp, she climbs up onto the ramp as Lesa is getting to her feet, Lesa leaps into the air and dropkicks Jitka off the edge of the ramp, Jitka hits the floor hard and lands beside the dumpster. Lesa dives off the side of the ramp and lands an elbow drop to Jitka’s abdomen; she gets to her feet and kicks Jitka in the side of her head.
Jitka rolls onto her side and clutches her head, Lesa pulls Jitka to her feet and tosses her over her right shoulder, and she carries her around and up the ramp and body slams her down onto the entrance stage right in front of the dumpster. Lesa leans down over Jitka. “It’s time to take out the trash.”
Jitka sits up and grabs the front of Lesa’s bra and bottom and flips her into the dumpster. Lesa sits up in the dumpster, her face and torso coated with pudding and ketchup, she reached up and grabbed Jitka’s ankles and pulled her into the dumpster. Jitka flopped down onto her back. Lesa grabbed a rolled up newspaper and smacks Jitka across her face. Jitka grabs Lesa by the throat and throttles her. Lesa rakes her fingers down Jitka’s face. Jitka screams and covers her eyes.
Lesa rips open one of the garbage bags and grabs a metal bowl, she slams it down on the top of Jitka’s head. Jitka slumps back, lying face up in garbage. Lesa pulls herself up onto the entrance stage and slams the dumpster lid closed. Ref Denise calls for the bell, and raises Lesa’s arm in victory.
Lesa: (Crouches down on top of the dumpster) I told you I’d put you where you belong. Now get used to your new home. (Raises her fists over her head and walks to the back).
Kim: I’ve heard of trash talk but this-
Jillian: (clamps a hand over Kim’s mouth) don’t even go there. When we come back, the UFWL’s first ever Mixed Tag Championship match will take place.
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Jennifer Dempster/Kendell Hogan vs Shawnae Jebbia/Christian Boeving
The camera cuts to the backstage area, Monica Brant is standing beside Jennifer and Kendell, Jennifer is dressed in a pink bikini, Kendell in a yellow tanktop and black shorts.
Monica: Jennifer and Kendell, are you looking forward to your match tonight?
Jennifer: (Grabs the microphone) Kendell and I are honored and excited to challenge for the mixed tag titles. Our opponents may be tough but this is going to be our night. Do you hear that Shawnae, you and Christian are not walking out of this match with the titles?
Kendell: (Nods) You’re looking at the first Mixed Tag Champions, you better believe it. (Fist bumps Jennifer).
Jennifer: (hands the mic back to Monica) let’s give them hell. Jennifer and Kendell walk towards the ring area.
Monica: (Grins) Good luck, and back to you, Jillian and Kim.
The camera cuts to Jillian and Kim.
Jillian: About time she got it right. Well, Kim. It’s anybody’s guess who’s going to walk away with the mixed tag titles. Of course in this kind of match, the women are allowed to fight with the men.
Kim: (scratches her head) Then wouldn’t that be an Intergender match.
Jillian: (Glares at Kim) Tomato, Tomato, Kim. Call it what you will but no what matter what you call it, we’re about to have a title match. And we happen to have the titles right here with us. (Motions to the title belts sitting on the table.) I love these kinds of matches, Kim. I myself love to wrestle men, I could beat any one of these men in the back. With you, you’d have to wrestle someone like Pee-Wee Herman, though you still might struggle against him. That is if you can find him, I suggest you start at the South Trails Cinema. Just tell to zip up his pants before you challenge him.
Kim: F##K you, Jillian. (Clamps her hands over her own mouth.) Pardon me.
Jillian: (Smirking) Maybe after the show, sweetie. I’m trying to work right now.
Kim: (Blushes) That’s not what I meant and you know it.
Jillian: Tease.
The arena lights dim, Jennifer walks out onto the entrance ramp swing her hips from side to side, her pumps her fists as Kendell follows closely behind, cupping his hand over his ear soaking in the deafening roar of the amped up crowd. They sprint down the ramp, Jennifer’s breasts jiggle slightly with each step, and they roll into the ring and walk to the southwest corner of the ring. Ref Carol Semple pats them down for foreign objects. Kendell high-fives Jennifer and climbs out onto the ring apron and leans against the top turnbuckle.
Shanwae and Christian jog out onto the entrance stage hand in hand, Shawnae dressed in a green bikini and Christian in a pair of green swim trunks. They strut down the ramp, Christian climbs onto the apron and sits down on the middle rope, he pushes up on the top rope, Shawnae shakes her butt for the crowd as she climbs into the ring, Christian stands on the northeast corner of the ring apron.
Shawnae and Jennifer meet in the center of the ring, they locks eyes, neither making the first move. Jennifer lowers her head while keeping her gaze on Shawnae, Shawnae smirks at her.
Jennifer: I didn’t make it this far to lose to a chump like you, We can still be friends outside the ring, but in here, you’re no friend of mine. (Offers Shawnae her hand)
Shawnae: Grins and shakes Jennifer’s hand) Fair enough, but you’re not leaving with the titles around your waists.
Ref Carol calls for the bell. Jennifer and Shawnae with a collar and elbow tie up in the center of the ring, the hard bulging muscles on their arms straining as they both try to gain the upper hand. Jennifer grits her teeth and starts pushing Shawnae back towards the ropes. Shawnae grunts and knees Jennifer’s groin, Jennifer doubles over, Shawnae grabs Jennifer’s wrist and whip her into the corner where Christian is standing. Jennifer grunts as her back collides with the turnbuckle.
Christian raps his arms around Jennifer’s throat, Shawnae charges and leaps into the air, she splashes down on Jennifer, Jennifer grunts and staggers out of the corner, she manages to take a few steps before she collapses onto her stomach. Shawnae presses her heel on Jennifer’s upper back. Jennifer groans and rolls towards her corner, she springs to her feet and as she reaches to tag her partner Shawnae grabs her around the waist and suplexes her to the canvas.
1…2… Jennifer kicks out; she gets to her feet first and gives Shawnae a hard slap across her face. Shawnae snarls and lunges at Jennifer and tackles her to the canvas, Jennifer and Shawnae roll around the canvas slapping and pulling each other’s hair. Jennifer connects with a hard knee to Shawnae’s groin. Shawnae rakes her fingers down Jennifer’s face. Jennifer rolls off of Shawnae and covers her eyes. Shawnae rolls to her feet and runs to her corner and tags Christian’s hand.
As Jennifer rubs her eyes, Christian climbs into the ring and struts up to her. Jennifer pulls her hands down from her face, she gasps as Christian slowly approaches, a big grin stretched across his lips. Jennifer turns to run, Christian lunges and grabs a handful of her hair. Jennifer screams and claws at his hand. Christian pulls Jennifer up close to him, his chest pressing against her back, he slides his arms around her waist and squeezes her as he hoists her off her feet.
Jennifer screams and flails her arms. Kendell charges into the ring and slams his elbow into the side of Christian’s head. Christian releases Jennifer and grunts as her staggers back. Ref Carol grabs Kendell by the shoulders and orders him to his spot. Kendell shouts at Christian and climbs back out onto the apron, he leans into the ring and holds his outstretched hand for Jennifer. Jennifer charges Christian; she leaps into the air and connects with a dropkick to his chest. Christian staggers back into the ropes, Jennifer runs to her corner and tags in Kendell.
Kendell leaps over the top rope and lunges at Christian, he tackles him through the ropes and onto the ringside floor. Jennifer slaps the top rope with her hands and shouts for him to get back in the ring. Shawnae hops off the apron; she drops down onto her knees and crawls around the edge of the ring unnoticed by Jennifer. Kendell and Christian trades punches as they get to their feet, Kendell slams his fist into Christian’s abdomen and drives his head onto the thinly padded ringside floor with the ddt.
Jennifer catches Shawnae sneaking up on her from out of the corner of her eye, she turns and shouts Shawnae, and Shawnae springs to her feet and grabs Jennifer’s ankles and jerks her off the apron. The back of Jennifer’s head grazes the edge of the ring apron as she falls to the floor. Shawnae laughs and points as Jennifer clutches the head of her head. Ref Carol yells at Shawnae to get back to her corner, Shawnae hums as she returns to her spot on the ring apron.
Christian scoops Kendell up and tosses him back into the ring. Kendell rolls to his feet and runs to his corner, he stares down at the ringside floor where Jennifer is rubbing the back of her head. Kendell shouts at Jennifer to shake it off and get her head back into the game. Christian sneaks up behind Kendell and low bows him between the legs. Shawnae leans over the ropes and holds out her hand, shouting at Christian that she wants a piece of Kendell. Christian grabs Kendell by the wrist and tosses him into the corner, Christian tags in Shawnae.
Shawnae climbs into the ring and places Kendell in a headlock, Christian kicks Kendell in his abs. Shawnae drives Kendell’s head onto the canvas. Shawnae drops down onto Kendell and hooks his leg. 1…2…Jennifer stomps on the back of Shawnae’s head to break the count. Ref Carol orders Jennifer back to her corner. Shawnae grabs Kendell’s wrists and pulls him to his feet, Kendell lunges and knees Shawnae’s groin, he staggers to his corner and tags in Jennifer.
Jennifer climbs up to the top turnbuckle and dives off, she connects with the dropkick to Shawnae’s chest. Jennifer rolls to her feet, she grabs Shawnae’s ankles and flips her into the Boston Crab. Shawnae screams and pounds her fists against the canvas as Jennifer leans back adding further pressure on Shawnae’s legs and back. Christian climbs into the ring and runs to aid Shawnae, but Kendell intercepts and lands a dropkick to Christian’s chest, Christian stumbles back and falls through the ropes and crashes to the ringside floor.
Ref Carol kneels down in front of Shawnae asking if she’s ready to submit. Shawnae shakes her head and says Jennifer can kiss her ass. Jennifer shouts at Shawnae to give up and that the titles belong to her and Kendell. Shawnae buries her face in her hands trying to hide her tears from the camera and the crowd. Admitting defeat, Shawnae slaps the canvas several times. Ref Carol calls for the bell and declares Jennifer and Kendell as the Inaugural Mixed Tag Champions.
Ref Carol rolls out of the ring and retrieves the title belts, she rolls back into the ring and hands them to Jennifer and Kendell, the new champions hug and hold hands as they raise the belts over their heads one handed; they strap the belt around their waists. Shawnae gets up onto her knees and clutches her back as tears stream down her face, she glares at the new champions with gritted teeth. Christian climbs into the ring, he kneels down beside Shawnae and drapes his arm over her shoulder and tells her everything is going to be alright.
Jennifer and Kendell approach their defeated foes; Jennifer offers Shawnae her hand, Shawnae stares at Jennifer’s hand for several seconds and then returns the gesture, Christian shakes Kendell’s hands and all four competitors gather in a group hug.
Jillian: (Nods) Now that is what you call good sportsmanship. Both teams put on an amazing match. Congratulations to the first ever Mixed Tag Team Champions.
Kim: Are you sure you don’t mean Intergender.
Jillian: Just let it go, Kim. (presses her hand to her headset.) Hold on, I’m getting word that Monica is standing by with Rachel Mclish.
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Amelia Wall vs Alexandra Asamaki
The Camera cuts to the backstage area, Monica is standing beside an infuriated Rachel Mclish.
Monica: I’m back here with Rachel –
Rachel: (snatches the microphone out of Monica’s hand) Where the hell are you hiding Cory, I’ve been looking for you everywhere, I demand you explain yourself, and if I have to keep searching for you then I’m going to tear this place apart until I do. Are you avoiding me because you’re scared? Well you should be, because when I find-
Monica: (Points behind Rachel as she backs away) Look out behind you.
Rachel turns, the last thing she sees is the steel folding chair slamming down on top of her head. She collapses onto her back on the carpeted hallway floor. Cory drops the chair down on top of Rachel’s torso and grabs the mic from out of Rachel’s hand. Monica glares at Cory but keeps her distance.
Cory: You got something you want to say Monica. No, I didn’t think so. (Crouches down beside the unconscious Rachel) You want answers Rachel. Well. Let me tell you something, I’m the best, if I want to keep it that way, I can’t burden myself by keeping trash like you around. I’m shooting for the stars while you linger in mediocrity. If you or anyone else gets in my way, I’m going to bring you down and hard. (Stands up and stomps on Rachel’s abs and tosses the mic to Monica) Better call the janitor to clean this trash up. (turns and walks off camera).
Monica: (Leans down to check on Rachel) Someone gets the EMT”s. I think she may have a concussion.
The camera cuts back to Jillian and Kim
Jillian: Looks like Cory just sent a message to everyone in the federation, and That it’s a bad idea to mess with her, as Rachel Mclish has learned first-hand. We’ll update you on her condition later in the night.
Kim: I hope she’s alright. That’s was pretty despicable of Cory to attack her from behind like that.
Jillian: A good move on Cory’s part.
Amelia walks out onto the entrance stage dressed in a black bikini and carrying a sledgehammer in her hands, she smiles at the crowd as she struts down the ramp and climbs into the ring, she places the sledgehammer down on the apron and stands beside Ref Carol Semple and flexes her biceps.
Alexandra sprints out onto the entrance stage in her bare feet dressed in a backless blue leotard, she waves to the crowd as she makes her way to the ring, she slides into the ring and rolls to her feet, she hops up and down on the canvas and glares at Amelia. Amelia smirks back at her and kisses her own biceps.
Ref Carol calls for the bell, they lock uo in the center of the ring, and Amelia drives her knee into Alexandra’s groin and pushes her into the corner. Amelia smashes Alexandra across he chest with her forearm. Alexandra grunts and doubles over. Amelia slams her fist into Alex’s abdomen. Alex snarls, she grabs Amelia by the sides of her head, bends her down and drives her knee into her forehead. Amelia flops onto her back.
Alex hops up onto the top turnbuckle and dives off, Amelia rolls to the side as Alex’s elbow slams hard against the canvas. Alex clutches her right elbow and screams. Amelia gets to her feet, she stomps down on Alex’s right elbow. Alex sweeps her legs and knocks Amelia onto her back. Alex and Amelia get to their feet at the same time, Alex grabs a handful of Amelia’s hair and swings her into the corner, she mounts the middle rope and pummels Amelia’s forehead with her left fist. Amelia grabs Alex’s hips and shoves her to the canvas.
Alex grunts as the side of her hip strikes the canvas, Amelia grabs Alex’s ankles, Alex draws her knees up to her chest and shoves Amelia back, Amelia stumbles back and falls through the ropes crashing to the ringside floor. Alex clutches her hip as she stumbles to her feet, she climbs up to the top turnbuckle as Amelia get to her feet. Alex dives off the turnbuckle and throws herself at Amelia. Amelia grabs her sledgehammer and slams the handle across Alex’s abdomen.
Alex collapses onto her back on the ringside floor; Amelia drops the sledgehammer onto the floor and pushes it under the ring with her foot before the ref can notice. Amelia grabs a handful of Alex’s hair and jerks her to her feet; she whips Alex into the security barrier, Alex grunts and falls to her knees. Amelia scoops up Alex and body slams her down onto the steel steps.
Alex screams and clutches her back, Amelia laughs and kicks the side of Alex’s head. Amelia scoops Alex up and dumps her onto the ring apron, she climbs back into the ring and drags Alex to her feet. Alex staggers across the canvas in a dazed stupor. Amelia kicks in the crotch, Alex doubles over, Amelia shoves Alex’s head between her knees and hooks her arms. Amelia leaps up and drives Alex’s face onto the canvas.
Amelia flips Alex onto her back and straddles her head, she presses her crotch into Alex’s face. 1…2…3. Carol raises Amelia’s arm in victory. Amelia stands up and flexes a most muscular pose over the prone Alex. Amelia laughs and rolls out of the ring, she retrieves her sledgehammer from under the ring and runs u the entrance ramp as Alex begins to stir.
Jillian: Clever strategy by Amelia. If your going to use a weapon, don’t get caught using it by the ref.
Kim: Alex is awake and she doesn’t look happy with the outcome of this match, I can’t imagine how she must be feeling after losing like that.
Alex: (Rolls out of the ring and approaches the announcer’s table.) I’ll tell you how it feels, Kim. (reaches across the table and grabs Kim by her hair and drags her across the top of the table, she gives Kim a hard slap across the chest and shoves her head between her knees.
Jillian climbs over the table and and dives off, she tackles Alex to the thinly padded ringside floor, she helps Kim to her feet and brushes her off.
Kim: Thanks Jillian. I owe you.
Jillian: Nobody beats up on you but me. (Laughs) I guess now is a good time to go to commercial.
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Wendy Lindquist vs Steel and Venom
The camera fades in on Monica Brant and Wendy Lindquist in the back, Wendy in dressed in a light blue bikini and barefoot, she smiles and waves into the camera.
Monica: Last week, you tried to come to Diamond’s aid after she was beaten down by Hellga and Venom in the Bad Gladiators locker room. And now this week, you’ve accepted Steel and Venom’s challenge to a handicap match, do you some ind of plan to overcome these overwhelming odds.
Wendy: (Grabs the mic from Monica) Venom and Steel can be sneaky; you have to watch them at all times. My plan is just to keep on them and not give them time to rest. And Diamond has agreed to watch my back to make sure they don’t pull any crazy stunts like last week.
Monica: How did it feel when they stripped and humiliated you in the shower?
Wendy: They got the drop on me, but this time I’m ready. I’m going to take them out one by one if I have to. Steel, Venom, if you’re listening, you better look out because Wendy indquist is going to dominate you tonight. (Hands the mic and walks towards the ring area.)
Monica: Back to you, Jillian and Kim.
The camera cuts to the announcer’s table.
Jillian: Wendy got what she deserved last week, she had no right to interfere in the Bad Gladiators business, I applauded when they stripped her down in the shower. No doubt that Venom and Steel are going to teach her a lesson she never forgets.
Kim: Well, I’m rooting for Wendy, I hope she teaches the Bad Gladiators a lesson.
Jillian: (Smirks) We’ll see, We’ll see.
Wendy Lindquist walks out onto the entrance stage, Diamond following close behind. Wendy halts at the head of the ramp and hits a double biceps pose, she runs down the ramp and somersaults into the ring, Ref Carol Semple stands in the center of the ring. Wendy sits down ion the top turnbuckle in the southwest corner of the ring.
Diamond walks over to the announcer’s table and sits down beside Kim and places a headset over her head.
Kim: Welcome Diamond, it’s a pleasure to have you here.
Diamond: Thanks, Kim. I’m a big fan of yours.
Jillian: I hope you’re not out here to cause any trouble?
Diamond: I’m just here to make sure my friend isn’t ganged up on. That’s all there is to it.
The Bad Gladiators’s theme blares over the loud speakers as Steel and Venom walk out onto the entrance stage dressed in their gladiator’s outfits. Wendy hops off the turnbuckle and walks towards the north set of ropes and yells at the Gladiators as they head down the ramp. Venom whispers sin Steel’s ear, Steel laughs and points at Wendy. Wendy backs up as Venom climbs onto the apron and she playfully gyrates her hips, Steel climbs up the ring steps and climbs up to the top turnbuckle and crouches down.
Wendy’s eyes meet Venom’s, then shifts her gaze toward Steel. Venom walks up to Wendy and pokes her chest with her finger. Wendy slaps Venom’s hand away and yells in her face. Venom shouts back at Wendy, the two of them take turns shoving the other back; Wendy raises her hand and gives Venom a hard slap to the face. Steel dives off the turnbuckle and lands a dropkick to Wendy’s chest. Wendy grunts as her back strikes the canvas.
Ref Carol calls for the bell as Wendy leaps to her feet, Wendy crouches down and shifts her gaze from Venom then to Steel as they slowly stalk towards her. Venom lunges, Wendy smashes venom across the chest with her forearm, Steel grabs a handful of Wendy’s hair and slams her onto her back. Wendy rolls to her feet, Venom slams her fist into Wendy’s abdomen, Wendy doubles over, Steel comes up behind Wendy and pulls her arms behind her back. Venom pummels Wendy’s abdomen with her fists as Steel laughs.
Venom slaps Wendy across the chest and knees her groin. Wendy grunts and doubles over. Venom drives her knee into Wendy’s nose. Wendy’s head snaps back, Steel releases Wendy’s wrists and kicks the back of her right knee. Wendy takes to one knee and covers her hands over her nose. Steel wraps one arm around Wendy’s throat, and hooks the other around Wendy’s left elbow. Venom leans in Wendy’s face and spits in her eyes.
Jillian: I doubt know how Wendy plans to escape that Crossface chicken, but she better do it soon.
Kim: Come on, Wendy, Fight back.
Diamond: What are you doing Wendy; don’t let them get the better of you.
Wendy clenches her right fist and elbows Steel’s side. Steel snarls and chokes Wendy’s throat tighter with her forearm. Venom kneels down in front of Wendy and slaps her across the face.
Venom: There’s no escape, Wendy. You were foolish enough to accept our challenge. Didn’t you realize that you can’t win against the two of us. (Leans in close to Wendy’s right ear.) Steel is going to punish you until you beg for mercy. Though don’t expect too much mercy from us, we’ve got to teach you what happens when you meddle in our affairs. Hurt her Steel.
Steel nods, she lifts Wendy to her feet and leads her into the southwest corner of the ring. With Venom’s help, Steel lifts herself onto the top turnbuckle and sits down, Wendy still struggling in her grasp, she chokes Wendy with both arms. Wendy claws at Steel’s hands and forearms. Venom pummels Wendy’s abs with her fists. Steel chuckles and kisses the back of Wendy’s head, she smirks as Wendy struggles in her powerful grip.
Venom points up at the ceiling then at the canvas. Steel nods and stands up on the top rope and dives off the turnbuckle and slams Wendy facedown onto the canvas. Wendy groans as she rolls onto her back. Venom bends down and grabs a handful of Wendy’s hair and jerks her to her feet. Wendy drops to her knees and low blows Venom between her legs. Venom stumbles back rubbing her groin. Steel grabs Wendy by the throat, Wendy elbows Steel’s groin. Wendy stands up and scoops up Venom and body slams her to the canvas. Venom rolls onto her side clutching her back. Wendy knees Steel in the groin and shoves her head between her knees.
Wendy lifts Steel onto her shoulders and goes for the power bomb, Steel reverses into the hurricanrana, she goes for the pin. 1…2…Wendy barely manages to kick out. Steel rises onto her knees and slams her fist on Wendy’s abdomen. Wendy cries out as Steel presses her hand down on Wendy’s groin. Venom stumbles to her feet; she stomps repeatedly on Wendy’s chest.
Diamond: (Clenches her fists as she watches from the announcer’s table) I need to get in there and help.
Kim: This is Wendy’s battle, I know she can come back and win it.
Jillian: Wendy got herself into this, let her get herself out.
Venom sits down behind Wendy’s head and wraps her legs around Wendy’s throat. Wendy flails her arms as she gasps for air. Steel laughs and slams her fist into Wendy’s groin.
Diamond throws off her headset and storms into the ring; she grabs a handful of Venom’s hair and drags her off of Wendy. Ref carol calls for the bell. Diamond body slams Venom to the canvas. Steel charges Diamond. Diamond lifts Steel overhead and presses her like a barbell. Diamond stands with her back to the entrance stage, Gold and Hellga rush down the ramp and storm the ring, they run up behind Diamond as she’s about to press slam Steel and kick the backs of her knees.
Steel lands safely on her feet as Diamond drops to her knees. Hellga scoops Diamond up and military press slams her to the canvas. Gold grabs Wendy’s wrists and pulls her to her feet and whips her into the northwest corner of the ring. Hellga drags Diamond to her feet and whips her into the southeast corner of the ring. Gold whips Wendy out of the corner at the same time Hellga whips Diamond, Diamond and Wendy collide in the center of the ring. Hellga scoops up Diamond and tosses the champion over the ropes, Diamond crashes down onto the thinly padded ringside floor.
Gold, Hellga, Venom and Steel circle around the unconscious Wendy, they take turns stomping her abs and chest. Steel stands over Wendy, she lifts Wendy into a sitting position and rubs her groin in Wendy’s face. Gold rolls out of the ring and grabs a mic, she rolls back into the ring and stands behind Wendy, she gestures to Hellga and Venom. Venom rips off Wendy’s top and throws it into the crowd. Hellga rips off Wendy’s thong and throws it into the crowd.
Gold: I’ve got a message for Diamond, if she’s woman enough to face me, then she accept my challenge. Diamond I want a title match at Unrestrained. A 2 out 3 falls Kiss My Ass match. Give me your reply by the end of next Friday or else I’ll do the same to you as we’re about to do to Wendy.
Steel steps behind Wendy and pulls her arms behind her back, Gold pulls down the back of her jeans and shoves her ass cheeks in Wendy’s face. Steel laughs and presses Wendy’s back harder on Wendy’s arms. Venom and Hellga chuckle at the unconscious Wendy’s predicament. Glod pulls her ass out of Wendy’s face, she turns and shoves her exposed groin against Wendy’s mouth. Gold steps back and slams her booted heel down on the top of Wendy’s head. Steel releases Wendy’s arms and lets her drop onto her back, Steel kneels down and strokes Wendy’s hair.
Gold: It’s too bad you weren’t awake to know what’s going on Wendy, but I’m sure you’ll find out soon enough.
Gold climbs out of the ring, Venom and Hellga follow close behind. Steel lingers behind for a few more moments gazing down at Wendy’s prone form. She pats Wendy on the head and she’s she’ll see her some other time, Steel gets up and follows after her allies.
Kim: (Shaking her head) How degrading, How could they do such a thing to Wendy?
Jillian: I don’t know, it looks like fun to me. We’ll be right back after this commercial break.
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Lolo Jones vs Molly Holly
The camera cuts to the backstage area, Monica is standing beside Lolo Jones, she dressed in a purple sports bra and black running shorts, she smiles and waves at the camera.
Monica: Hello, I’m here with the lovely Lolo Jones, tonight you face veteran superstar Molly Holly, what are your thoughts on stepping into the ring with her.
Lolo: Grabs the mic) She may have years of experience on her side, but I have heart and determination. I have nothing but respect for Molly, but I came here to win. (Hands the mic back to Monica and walks towards the ring area.
Monica: (turns to the camera and shrugs) back to you, Jillian and Kim.
The camera cuts to the announcer’s table.
Jillian: Sounds like Lolo is ready for a fight, but it’s not going to be easy against Molly.
Kim: (Nods) that’s right, Molly is a seasoned pro and she knows how to get the job done. Any mistake by Lolo and Molly will be sure to capitalize on it.
Molly is already waiting in the ring beside Ref Carol Semple, dressed in a pink tank top and black spandex pants.
Lolo walks out onto the entrance stage; she is greeted by the audience with a standing ovation, she waves to her fans and sprints down the ramp, she rolls into the ring and glares at Molly as she gets to her feet. Molly walks up to Lolo and shoves her, Lolo points at Molly and asks what’s wrong with her. Ref Carol calls for the bell.
Molly and Lolo lock up in the center of the ring, Molly knees Lolo in the abdomen and whips her into the ropes, and Lolo rebounds off the ropes and connects with a forearm smash to Molly’s chest. Lolo runs and bounces off the ropes as Molly gets to her feet, Lolo jumps into the air and connects with a dropkick to the small of Molly’s back, Molly staggers and falls through the ropes and crashes onto the ringside floor.
Lolo leans over the ropes and taunts Molly as she staggers to her feet, Molly snarls and grabs Lolo’s ankles and jerks her off her feet, she drags Lolo out of the ring and presses her back against the edge of the ring apron, Molly gives Lolo a hard slap across her chest. Lolo grunts and rubs the red handprint on her chest, she yells and knife edge chops Molly across the chest, Molly stumbles back.
Molly lunges and slams her fist into Lolo’s abdomen. Lolo slaps Molly across the face and shoves her into the security barrier; she knees Molly in the abdomen and lifts her up in the vertical suplex. Molly flails her legs and manages to shift the momentum in her favor, she swings down onto her feet and head butts Lolo’s forehead. Lolo staggers back clutching her forehead. Molly whips Lolo back into the ring and climbs up to the top turnbuckle and crouches down.
Jillian: What’s Molly doing?
Kim: its looks like she’s going for her finisher the Molly-Go-Round.
Lolo gets to her feet and stumbles towards the corner, Molly somersaults off the turnbuckle and lands on Lolo’s shoulders sending her crashing onto her back. Molly hooks Lolo’s legs.
1…2….Lolo barely kicks out. Molly stares dumbfounded as she gets to her knees. Molly gets in Carol’s face and begins to argue with her. Carol tells her it was a 2 count and to drop it. Molly grabs two handfuls of Lolo’s hair and drags her to her feet, Lolo knees Molly’s abdomen, Molly doubles over. Lolo places Molly in a headlock and drives her forehead onto the canvas. Lolo rolls Molly onto her back and lays down over her.
1…2…Molly lifts her right shoulder off the canvas. Lolo sits Molly up and sits down behind her; she locks her arms around Molly’s throat and then wraps her legs around Molly’s torso. Molly screams and flails her arms as Lolo tightens her grip on her throat. Molly rocks her body side to side as she struggles to make her way towards the ropes; she stretches her feet and manages to place it on the bottom rope. Carol orders Lolo to break the hold, but she refuses.
1….2….3…4…Lolo breaks the hold and shoves Molly onto her side, she stands up and leans down over Molly and screams in her face. Molly slams her foot between Lolo’s legs. Lolo grunts and drops to her knees. Molly rolls to her feet and kicks Lolo in her ribs as she gets to her feet. Molly scoops up Lolo and sits her down on the top turnbuckle.
Molly walks to the opposite corner and runs towards Lolo, Lolo stirs and stands up on the top turnbuckle and dives off, she lands on Molly’s shoulders and forces her back onto the canvas, Lolo hooks both of Molly’s legs.
1…2…3. Carol raises Lolo’s arm in victory. Lolo bows to the crowd and helps Molly to her feet.
Jillian; I have to hand it to Lolo. She really pulled off the upset and defeated Molly with her own finisher no less. (Applauds).
Kim: Let’s take you to the back where Monica is standing by with Kristen Graham as we get ready for our main event for the night.
The camera cuts to the back. Kristen stands beside Monica dressed in a gold bikini, she smiles and waves to the camera.
Monica: Well Kristen, it looks like your lucky night getting to heading into the main event of the evening. You’ve got Mickie James in a mud wrestling match. Are you excited?
Kristen: I’m not too keen on the idea of wrestling in mud, but at least it’s not something like jelly. Mickie is one of my idols; I’m definitely honored to be stepping into the ring with her, no matter what kind of match it is.
Monica: Are you concerned about the masked woman who attacked you before your match last week, what are you going to do if she shows up again.
Kristen: (furrows her brows and glares into the camera) If that coward shows her masked face around me again, I’m going to-
The masked woman barrels into Kristen’s back, she grabs the back of Kristen’s head and slams her forehead against the wall, and Kristen collapses onto her back. Monica shouts for security at the top of her lungs. The masked woman flips Kristen onto her stomach and locks on the camel clutch, Kristen screams and flails her hands as the masked woman pulls back on her chin. Monica snarls and drives her heel into the side of the masked woman’s head, the masked woman grunts and flops onto her side,
Monica lunges at the masked woman, but she scrambles to her feet and ducks around the corner as six female musclebound security guards run down the hall. Monica kneels down beside Kristen and asks if she’s alright. Kristen groans and gives her thumbs up. Kristen rolls onto her back and groans as she sits up; she winces and clutches the small of her back.
Monica: I’m going to have the doctor take a quick look at Kristen. Back to you Kim and Jillian.
The camera cuts to Jillian and Kim
Jillian: Understood, one last commercial break and we’ll be back with our main event.
Kim: We hope.
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Kristen Graham vs Mickie James
The camera fades in on Jillian and Kim.
Jillian: We’re back, and we just got word that Kristen is fit to compete, though Dr. Michi Ritz advises against it. Any speculation on who this masked mystery woman might be?
Kim: (Shakes her head) it could be anyone, Jillian. It’s gotta be someone who has it out for Kristen. But I’m glad she will be able to wrestle.
The camera pans over to the ring, Mickie is already in the ring, mud squishing between her toes as she paces along the south side of the ring dressed in a silver bikini. Ref Torrie Wilson stands in the center of the ring in her bare feet.
Kristen’s music blares over the loud speakers as she walks out onto the entrance stage clutching the small of her back, she blows kisses to the crowd as she hobbles down the ramp, she climbs up the ring steps and winces as she steps through the ropes, cold mud squishes between her toes as she steps into the ring. She walks to the center of the ring and offers Mickie her hand.
Mickie shakes Kristen’s hand and tells Kristen to make it a match the fans won’t soon forget. Kristen grins and tells her she wouldn’t have it any other way and don’t get too messy. Ref Torrie calls for the bell; Kristen and Mickie lock up in the center of the ring, the muscles in their arms bulging as they strain to force the other to their knee. Kristen lets out a low yelp and drops to one knee. Mickie presses her heel against Kristen’s abdomen, she leaps up and slams her other heel into the side of Kristen’s head, Kristen splashes face first into the mud.
Kristen pushes herself up and spits out a mouthful of mud, as she slowly rises to her feet Mickie bounces off the ropes and lands a dropkick to her abdomen, Kristen grunts as her back splashes down into the mud. Mickie goes for an elbow drop, Kristen rolls towards the edge of the ring as Mickie falls into the mud. Kristen grabs the ropes and pulls herself to her feet as Mickie gets to her knees, she runs and drives her knee into Mickie’s side and sends her flopping onto her side.
Kristen slumps down in the northwest corner of the ring clutching the small of her back, she grunts and pushes herself back out of the corner, she scoops Mickie up and goes to slam her down, but a dull pain shots up her back, she falls to her knees, Mickie lands safely on her feet. Ref Torrie crouches down by Kristen and asks if she’s able to continue. Kristen nods and pushes herself to her feet.
Mickie slides up behind Kristen and locks her arms around her waist and squeezes her tight, Kristen groans and thrashes her body as she struggles to escape Mickie’s bearhug. Mickie hoists Kristen off her feet and suplexes her into the mud. Kristen and Mickie scramble to their feet, Mickie grabs a handful of Kristen’s hair and leads her into the northeast corner of the ring, Kristen grunts as her back strikes the turnbuckle. Mickie hooks Kristen’s arms around the top rope and mounts the middle rope, she slams her fist down repeatedly on the top of Kristen’s head, Mickie stop as the crowd counts to ten, she hops down off the turnbuckle and knees Kristen’s abdomen.
Kristen frees her arms from around the top rope, she lunges at Mickie and connects with a forearm across Mickie’s throat, both women splashing into the cold mud. Mickie gets up to her feet first, she scoops up a handful of mud, Kristen sits up , Mickie smooshes the mud into Kristen’s face, she screams and slams her heel into Kristen’s chin. Kristen grunts as her back hits the mud, she rolls onto her stomach and crawls towards the ropes. Mickie grabs her right ankle and clamps on the ankle lock.
Kristen screams and reaches for the ropes but Mickie pulls her back from the ropes, Kristen grits her teeth and clenches her fists. Mickie tells Kristen to tap out. Kristen shouts no, with a burst of energy coursing through her Kristen manages to drag herself forward and grasps the bottom rope. Mickie releases the ankle lock and retreats to the southwest corner of the ring. Kristen rolls onto her side, breathing heavily she glares at Mickie, she winces as she sits up and wipes the mud from her face. Mickie bends down with her hands on her knees and watches Kristen as she stumbles to her feet.
Kristen leans against the top rope and keeps her eyes locked on Mickie, Mickie charges Kristen and leaps into the air, Kristen drops to her stomach and rolls out of the ring. Mickie misses the dropkick and splashes down into the mud, Kristen staggers around the ring leaving muddy foot prints in her wake. Mickie climbs to the top turnbuckle and dives off, she flings herself at Kristen and connects with a flying shoulder tackle. Kristen and Mickie lay sprawled out on the ringside floor next to each other.
Kristen rolls onto her side and crawls towards the ring steps. Mickie sits up and clutches her right shoulder. Kristen crawls up onto the ring steps and crawls back into the ring, Mickie staggers to her feet and rolls into the ring. Kristen staggers to her feet, Mickie grabs Kristen around the waist, hoists her off her feet and tosses her forward slamming her down onto her back. Kristen screams out and clutches the small of her back. Mickie grabs Kristen’s ankles and tucks them under her armpits; she falls back and catapults Kristen halfway across the ring. Kristen slams face first into the mud.
Mickie stands over Kristen and stomps the small of her back, she drops her butt down on the small of Kristen’s back and pulls back on her arms. Kristen throws back her head and lets out a blood curdling scream. Mickie tells her she better tap out or face the consequences. Kristen chokes back tears as she tells Mickie that she won’t give up. Mickie says have it your way and clamps on the camel clutch, she pulls back on Kristen’s chin with one hand as she digs her fingers into Kristen’s forehead with her other hand. Kristen clenches her left fist.
Tears streak down Kristen’s face as she contemplates tapping, she shakes her head and shouts at Mickie that she’s no quitter. Mickie shrugs and pulls back on Kristen’s chin with both hand. Kristen’s right hand slaps Mickie’s thigh as excruciating pain shoots up her back. Ref Torrie rings the bell. Mickie releases Kristen and stands up as Torrie raises her arm in victory. Mickie hops up and down around the mud filled ring celebrating her victory, she rolls out of the ring and walks up the entrance ramp as she wipes mud from her face.
Jillian: That was a valiant effort by Kristen, but she should have taken the Doctor’s advice and sat out this match. Kristen has a lot of heart but she should have given her body time to rest.
Kim: Kristen is a true fighter, She’s certainly gained my respect. I have to say-
The arena goes pitch black, the lights come back on several seconds later. The masked woman stands over Kristen flexing in a most muscular pose, she bends down and grabs a handful of Kristen’s hair and jerks her to her feet, she shoves Kristen’s head between her knees and piledrives her head into the mud, Kristen lays sprawled out on her stomach.
The masked woman kneels down beside Kristen and presses her face deep into the mud. Mickie runs down the ramp and rolls into the ring, she grabs the masked woman by the wrist and whips her into the ropes. Mickie bends over as the masked woman bounces off the ropes, the masked woman lunges and drives her knee into Mickie’s forehead. Mickie flops onto her back and lays spread-eagled in the mud. The masked woman pulls off her mask, revealing her identity to the crowd.
Kim: (gasping) It’s Stacie Tovar, she’s the masked woman who’s been attacking Kristen Graham. But why would she do this.
Jillian: Because she’s still upset over to her loss to Kristen a few weeks ago. She wants payback and this is how she plans to get it. Kristen cost her victory in her debut match. A smart move by Stacie I have to say.
Stacie: (leans over Kristen and slaps her across the face) I’m going to destroy you Kristen, I want you in the ring again and I don’t care when. If you’re brave enough then you’ll decide when you want to face me again, any time any match. It doesn’t matter cause I’m going to show you no mercy. (Presses her heel down on the back of Kristen’s head and shoving her face into the mud)
You better make up your mind soon, because if I have to come after you again, I’m going to send you to the infirmary.
Torrie approaches Stacie and tells her to back away from Kristen, Stacie snarls at Torrie, she kicks Torrie in the abdomen and powerbombs her on top of Kristen. Stacie rolls out of the ring, she walks up the ramp and stops to take one last look back at her handiwork before she disappears through the entrance curtain as the camera fades to black.
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Birthe Mack vs Caroline Bovelet
Birthe sighed as she dropped the dumbbells at her sides, she walked through the empty gym and collapsed onto the weight bench sweat dripping off her forehead. Breathing heavily she rolled onto her back and sat up. She flexed her arms and stared at her thick bulging vein covered biceps and forearms, she grinned and stand up with a grunt. She turned at the sound of someone clapping behind her.
“Nice arms.” Caroline said as she strutted onto the gym floor. “But I think my muscles are better.” Caroline walked up beside Birthe and looked down at her with a smirk.
Birthe stood up and pressed her chest against Caroline chest. “Oh yeah, Then why don’t we have a pose down and find out who’s muscles are better.”
Caroline smirks and strips off her tank top and jeans, she flexes her arms at her side. Birthe’s eyes widened an she takes a couple steps back. Caroline’s soccerball biceps bulge with thick ropy veins, she chuckles and kisses each of her biceps. “I know you’re impressed Birthe, but please close your mouth you’re letting all the flies in.”
Birthe shakes her head and hits a most muscular pose, her traps and delts flare with thick hard muscles. Caroline covers her hand over mouth as she chuckles, she pokes Birthe’s delt with her finger. “Look at those puny little muscles, who are you trying to impress?”
Birthe grits her teeth and swings her fist at Caroline’s head. Caroline catches Birthe’s wrist in mid-air, she turns Birthe around and wrenches her arm behind her back. Birthe goes to elbow Caroline with her free arm, but Caroline grabs her bicep and squeezes it tightly. Birthe groans.
“So you want to fight, we can do that.” Caroline shoves Birthe and laughs, Birthe turns and glares at Caroline as she rubs her wrist. “But I warn you that you’re not going to like the outcome.”
“We’ll see about that.” Birthe lunges at Caroline, Caroline laughs and knees Birthe in the groin. Birthe grunts and doubles over. Caroline wraps her arm around Birthe’s head and presses her forearm against her throat. Birthe gasps for air as she struggles to escape Caroline’s headlock. Caroline drives Birthe’s head onto the gym floor. Birthe clutches the top of her head as she rises to her knees.
Caroline stands up and slaps Birthe across the back of her head, she grabs Birthe by the elbow and jerks her up to her feet, Birthe slams her fist into Caroline’s groin. Caroline grunts and drives her knees into Birthe’s abdomen, she scoops Birthe up and drops her across her knee. Birthe grunts as she flops down onto her stomach. Caroline kneels down beside Birthe and grabs her right wrist and leg, she pulls back hard on Birthe’s limbs, and smiles as Birthe begins to whimper.
Caroline lifts Birthe off the floor and twirls her around in a circle, she releases Birthe and send her flying halfway across the gym floor, Birthe grunts as she slams into the wall and flops down onto her back. Birthe grunts as she pushes herself up onto her knees, Caroline charges Birthe and drives her knee into her chin, she grabs Birthe by the throat and lifts her into the air, Birthe’s feet dangling beneath her. “You’re still conscious; We’re going to have to do something about that, aren’t we?”
Birthe jabs her thumbs in Caroline’s eyes. Caroline yells and drops Birthe onto the floor. Birthe slams her heel into Caroline’s groin. Caroline grunts and doubles over clutching her groin. Birthe grabs two handfuls of Caroline’s hair and slams her head against the wall, but Caroline sticks up her hands against the wall, she smashes Birthe across the throat with her massive rock hard forearm. Birthe drops to one knee rubbing at her throat.
“Nice try, but not good enough.” Caroline lands a vicious uppercut to Birthe’s chin, Birthe’s head snaps back and she collapses to the floor. Caroline stands over looking down at Birthe, she shakes her head and chuckles. “Tsk, Tsk. I thought you were going to be more of a challenge than this.” Caroline nudges Birthe’s ribs with her foot, she mumbles under her breath and walks out of the gym.
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Stacie Tovar vs Wendy Lindquist
Wendy stood alone in her gym as she hoisted the barbell over her head, her biceps bulged as she held the heavy weight over head for several seconds, she grunted and dropped the barbell at her feet, she flexed her right arm and squeezed her massive softball bicep, she grinned and walked up in front of the wall length mirror and smiled, she gazed at her sweat drenched reflection.
“Not bad.” Came a voice from behind her.
Wendy gasped as she saw Stacie’s reflection leering at her. Wendy spun around to face the intruder. “What are you doing here, I didn’t invite you.” She said trying to hide the nervousness in her voice.
“Someone left the door wide open, so I showed myself in. I hope you don’t mind.” Stacie said with a smirk., she grabbed a towel off the floor and held it out to Wendy. “Dry yourself off, you’re soaked with sweat. Though I have to admit it’s a good look for you.”
Wendy snatched the towel from Stacie’s hand and rubbed it down her face and chest, she threw down the towel and prodded Stacie’s chest with her finger. “ What really brings you here?”
“I was in the neighborhood and wondered if she wanted to throw down for a little bit, she look so strong with those big rippling muscles of yours, I simply have to know if they’re for show or not. You’re not scared to test your strength against me, are you?”
Wendy stood with her hands on her hips and puffed out her chest. “Why should I be scared of you, you’re nothing but talk.” Wendy flexed her arms at her sides, her softball biceps bulged with thick ropy veins and rock hard muscles.
Stacie smirked and pulled off her tank top and threw it to the floor, she chiseled pecs and washboard abs packed with solid rock hard muscles. “It’s your choice if you want to be scared, but I just want to test my strength against yours, is that too much to ask from little ole me?” Stacie batted her eyes at Wendy.
Wendy grinned and nodded. “Fine, if you want me to fight you, then I’ll be happy to oblige, but don’t run crying when I beat you.”
Stacie smirked and crouched low, her hands stretched out towards Wendy. “Then let’s waste no more time talking and do this.” Wendy nodded and locked hands with the Crossfit megastar, their arms straining as they struggled to force the other to their knees. Stacie’s snarled as she found her knees bending under the force of Wendy’s mighty strength, she smirked and headbutted Wendy’s groin.
Wendy grunted and doubled over. Stacie brought her foot up against Wendy’s forehead and forced the Canadian muscle beauty to her knees. Stacie laughed and bent Wendy back until her shoulders nearly touched the floor, Wendy groaned from the strain placed on her legs. Stacie stepped forward and wrapped her legs around Wendy’s torso, she fell onto her side taking Wendy with her.
Wendy sighed with relief as she stretched her freed legs. Tighter and tighter Stacie squeezed Wendy’s waist. Wendy screamed and flailed her legs. Stacie unlocked her hands from Wendy’s hands and grabbed her by the throat and throttled her. Wendy gave Stacie a hard slap across the face, Stacie sneered and slammed the side of Wendy’s head against the floor.
Wendy raked Stacie’s eyes, Stacie yelped and threw her hands over her face. Wendy thrust her palm against Stacie’s chin, forcing her to unwrap her legs from around Wendy’s waist. Stacie rolled to her feet and glared at Wendy as she got to her feet, she rushed at Wendy, Wendy slammed her fist into Stacie’s abdomen. Stacie grunted and stomped on Wendy’s right foot.
Wendy shouted and stepped back to check on her feet, Stacie lunged and smashed Wendy across the throat with her forearm. Stacie grabbed two handfuls of hair and slung Wendy to the floor, she bent down over Wendy and spit in her face. Wendy brought her left leg up into Stacie’s groin, Stacie grunted and fell to one knee over Wendy, she snarled and backhanded Wendy across the face. Stacie pummeled Wendy’s abdomen with her fists as she laughed.
Wendy hands jumped up to her face as Stacie slapped Wendy’s stomach. Stacie gave Wendy a hard punch to her abdomen, Wendy grunted as Stacie’s fist met her stomach once more. Wendy grabbed Stacie’s wrists, Stacie chuckled and brought her knee down onto Wendy’s groin. Wendy’s arms dropped to her sides as Stacie’s fists pummeled her groin. Stacie stood up and pulled Wendy to her feet, she scooped Wendy up and slammed her onto her back.
Wendy moaned as her head lolled to one side. Stacie stood over the fallen Wendy and giggled. “So, your muscles were all for show. I guess I’m going to have to keep searching for someone worthy to fight, but before I go I‘ll leave you with something to remember me by.” Stacie squatted down on Wendy’s waist, she leaned down and ripped Wendy’s sports bra in two , she smirked as she squeezed and pushed up on Wendy’s firm breasts, she leaned down even further and kissed Wendy’s lips. Wendy moaned in her sleep, her right leg twitched.
Stacie drew back and gave Wendy’s breasts a=one last squeeze, she got up, grabbed her tank top and walked out of the gym leaving Wendy unconscious on the floor.
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Shannon Courtney vs Kristen Graham
Shannon grunted as she squatted with the heavy barbell lying across the back of her shoulders, she dropped the barbell onto the sand as the warm ocean breeze swept through her hair, she grabbed the towel from off the back of her beach chair and dabbed the sweat from her forehead. As she plopped down on the glistening sand, a shadow fell over her. She looked up to see Kristen standing over her. “What do you want?” She sat up and glared up at Kristen.
“Your friends told me that you were out here working out, so I decided to come visit you and see if you were up for a challenge.” Kristen said looking down at Shannon and smirking.
Shannon grinned as she rubbed her chin. “You mean you want to fight me. Don’t be ridiculous, I’d wipe the floor with.” Shannon threw back her hand and laughed.
Kristen growled and kicked the small of Shannon’s back, Shannon leapt to her feet and jabbed Kristen’s chest with her finger. “Fine then, you want to fight, that’s what you’ll get. But you’re going to regret it.” Shannon hits a front double biceps pose, her arms swell up with thick rock hard muscles and ropy veins.
Kristen’s mouth gapes open as she takes a step back, staring in awe of Shannon’s boulder biceps. She shakes her head and flexes a most muscular pose, her deltoids and trap flare up and bulge. Shannon smirks and laughs at Kristen, she crouches low and holds her hands out towards Kristen.
Shannon and Kristen lock hands on the beach shore, their arms straining with thick bulging muscles as they struggle to force the other to their knees. Kristen sneers as she pushes Shannon back towards the water, the tide lapping at the back of Shannon’s ankles. Shannon smirks and pushes Kristen down to one knee. Kristen shakes her head in disbelief as her other knee touches down on the sand.
Kristen winces as Shannon starts squeezing her hands, Shannon pulls back on Kristen’s hands and drives her face into the sand, and she places her foot on Kristen’s upper back and presses her face deeper into the sand. Kristen pries her hands free and grabs Shannon’s ankles and jerks her off her feet, Shannon stumbles back and splashes into the water.
As Shannon gets to one knee, Kristen lunges and slams the sole of her foot into Shannon’s chest. Shannon fell back into the water, she grabbed Shannon’s ankle and dragged her back onto the shore kicking and screaming. Shannon drew her knees up to her chest and shoved Kristen, Kristen staggered back and collapsed into Shannon’s beach chair.
Shannon lurched to her feet and stomped towards Kristen, she grabbed Kristen by the wrists and pressed her heel onto the dazed brunette’s chin, and she gave Kristen’s arm a hard tug and sneered. Kristen groaned as she felt as though her arms were being ripped out of their sockets. Kristen slammed her foot into Shannon’s groin, Shannon released Kristen’s wrists and fell to her knees with a grunt.
Kristen sprung out of the beach chair and rammed her knee into Shannon’s chest. Shannon grabbed Kristen’s leg and flipped her onto her back, she gave Kristen a hard punch to her abdomen. Kristen’s hands jumped up to her face as Shannon swatted her across the chest. Shannon straddled Kristen’s torso, knees on either side of her waist, Kristen raised her hand and swung it, Shannon caught her wrist and pinned it down against the sand just above her head, she grabbed Kristen’s other wrist and pinned it at her side.
Shannon leans down and head butts Kristen’s forehead. Kristen curses and spits at Shannon, Shannon laughs and slams her knee down on Kristen’s groin. Shannon drags Kristen to her knees and tosses her into the ocean, Kristen staggers to the shore and charges Shannon, Shannon lunges and drives her knee into Kristen’s groin. Kristen doubles over clutching her crotch. Shannon shouts and kicks Kristen in her forehead as she bent over in pain.
Kristen flops onto her back, Shannon scoops Kristen up and slams her down across her her knee, she pushes down on Kristen’s chin and knee. “Give up and say I’m the best.” Shannon says with a smirk.
Kristen shakes her head. “I- I’ll never give up to you, kiss my firm glutes.” Shae says as her face is twisted in agony.
Shannon chuckles and pushes down harder on Kristen’s chin and knee. Kristen sobs as tears start streaming down her face. “Alright. You’re the best, You’re the queen of the world.”
Shannon smiles and shoves Kristen off her knee, she stands up and leans down over her defeated foe. “Queen of the world, I like that. That’s what you’re going to call me from now on.”
Kristen rolls onto her stomach and crawls between Shannon’s legs. Shannon laughs and gives Kristen a hard swat on the ass with the command to stay still. Kristen complies without hesitation for fear of incurring more punishment. Shannon giggles and swats Kristen’s ass a second time. “I think I’ll have some fun with you before I send you on your way, Kristen.” Shannon grabs Kristen’s bthong and pulls it down around her ankles.
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Sarah Hayes vs Selma Labat
Sarah walked out of the locker room dressed in a blue sports bra and black thong, she headed over to the weight bench sitting in the center of the gym floor, she sat down and laid on the bench. She took a deep breath as she gripped the barbell’s handle with her hands shoulders length apart. She un-racked the barbell and lowered it down onto her chest, she exhaled and raised the barbell back up, her arms bulging with thick granite hard muscles and thick ropy veins ran down from her shoulders to her wrists. She did nine more reps and then re-racked the barbell; she sat up and wiped the sweat from her brow with the back of her hand.
“That’s impressive.”
Sarah looked back over her shoulder to see Selma approaching her. Selma clapped and rubbed her hands together as she walked towards Sarah, she stopped and stood beside the weight bench and offered Sarah her hand. Sarah gazed at Selma’s hand for several seconds and then shook Selma’s hands. “Thanks, You must be a fan.”
Selma shook her head and chuckled. “I thought you were a bodybuilder and not comedian. I heard you were one of the strongest women in the region, so I decided to come see if everything they say about you is true.”
Sarah smiled and shrugged her shoulders. “I didn’t realize everyone was talking about me like that. But I’m sure it’s all true.” Sarah stood up and with her hands on her hips. If you want to find out how strong I am, then put up your dukes.”
Selma chuckled. “Who says that anymore? But no matter, I’ll prove that I’m stronger than you without breaking a sweat.”
Sarah and Selma lock up in the center of the gym floor. Both women’s arms bulge under the strain of trying to force the other to their knees. Sarah growls and pushes Selma down to one knee. Selma pushes Sarah and gets back up onto both feet, Selma locks her arms around Sarah’s waist and tosses her to the floor. Sarah rolls to her feet and swings her fist at Selma, Selma catches Sarah’s wrist in mid-air and slams her fist into Sarah’s abdomen. Sarah grunts and doubles over.
Selma pulls Sarah’s arm behind her back, she slides her other arm around Sarah’s throat. Sarah flails her free arm and gasps for air as Selma tightens her grip on her throat. Sarah elbows Selma’s ribs. Selma tightens her grip, Sarah elbows Selma’s ribs again. Selma pulls Sarah up to her feet and shakes her like a ragdoll. Sarah reaches up with her free hand and tugs on a handful of Selma’s hair. Selma releases Sarah and shoves her away.
Sarah turns and drives her knee into Selma’s groin. Selma doubles over and clutches her groin. Sarah scoops Selma up and rams her back into the wall. Selma grunts as she flops onto her stomach, Sara grabs two handfuls of Selma’s hair and pulls her to her feet, Selma drops to her knees and slams her fist into Sarah’s groin. Sarah snarls and lands a hard fist to Selma’s chin. As Selma begins to fall back, Sarah grabs her by the throat and throttles her. Selma gags and jams her thumbs in Sarah’s eyes.
Sarah staggers back and rubs at her eyes. Selma rushes Sarah and tackles her to the floor; she locks her arms and legs around Sarah’s right arm and arches her hips. Sarah screams as pain courses through her arm, tears streak her face. Selma laughs as Sarah’s wailing grows louder. “Give up, and I won’t break your arm.”
Sarah says no, and thrashes her body, she flexes her arm and breaks Selma’s grip. Selma stares at Sarah with her mouth gaping open. Sarah rises to her knees while clutching her arm. Selma shakes her head in disbelief as Sarah charges at her, Sarah hops into the air and slams her feet into Selma’s chest. Sarah yells as she lands on her right arm. Selma sits up and snarls at Sarah, she laughs as she sees Sarah clutching her arm. Selma crawls over to Sarah and grabs her right wrist and jerks Sarah to her feet.
Sarah shouts at Selma to let her go, Selma laughs and slams her knee into Sarah’s abdomen. Sarah doubles over and falls to one knee. Selma wrenches Sarah’s arm behind her back, she bends Sarah back and hooks her other arm around the front of Sarah’s neck and drives the back of Sarah’s head against the floor. Sarah lays spread-eagled on her back. Selma presses her foot on Sarah’s chest as she hits a double bicep pose. “I should’ve known I was stronger than you Sarah. It was a pity you couldn’t stand a chance against me.” Selma kicks Sarah between the legs and struts out of the gym.
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Alundra Blayze vs Sara Del Rey
The camera fades on the announcer’s table, Jillian Michaels and Kim Lyons stand up and wave to the cheering crowd.
Jillian: Welcome back wrestling fans for another exciting episode of Friday Night Carnage, and have we got a match to kick off the night, WWE Hall of Famer Alundra Blayze takes on one of her toughest opponents yet when she faces off against Sara Del Rey.
Kim: Sara as known as the Queen of Wrestling and for good reason. Monica Brant is standing by in the back with Sara.
The camera cuts to the backstage area. Sara is dressed in a backless one shoulder metallic silver leotard and knee-high black leather boots, she smirks and gives the thumbs up to the camera.
Monica: Hello Sara, it’s an honor to have you here in the UFWL, This is your debut match, so you must be excited to compete against an opponent of Alundra’s level.
Sara: (grabs the mic) I don’t care who I fight as long as they give me a good challenge, I deserve to fight only the best, and I’ve made that quite clear to management. But hell yeah, I’m excited. (Hands the mic back to Monica and heads towards the ring area).
Monica: (Smiles at the camera) back to you, ladies.
The camera cuts to Jillian and Kim.
Jillian: From what we’ve seen from Sara del Rey on the independent circuit over the years, we should definitely expect this to be one heck of a match. I hope Alundra is ready to go up against Sara.
Kim: That’s a good point, Jillian. I know I can’t wait for this match to start.
The crowd erupts with thunderous applause as Sara walks out onto the entrance stage, she stops at the head of the ramp and pumps her fists in the air, she runs down the ramp and slides into the ring, she walks up beside Ref Terri Runnels and flexes her biceps, the crowd goes wild with applause and chants Sara’s name repeatedly.
The arena lights dim, Alundra walks out onto the entrance stage dressed in a white leotard with her name printed across the front in flaming letters. She runs down the ramp and climbs up the ring steps and hops up onto the top turnbuckle, the crowd is on their feet chanting her name. Alundra hops off the turnbuckle and walks up to Sara and stands with their noses touching together.
Sarah clenches her fists and tells Alundra she better be ready for the fight of her life, Alundra grins and tells Sara that she’s not afraid to bring on the thunder. Sara shoves Alundra back, Ref Terri steps in between them and tells them to wait for her signal. Terri motions to the timekeeper. The bell rings, Sara and Alundra lock up in the center of the ring. Sara shouts in Alundra’s face and pushes her back into the corner, she knees Alundra in the abdomen, Alundra grunts and doubles over. Sara grabs a handful of Alundra’s hair and slings her halfway across the ring. Alundra sits up and rubs the back of her head, Sara charges Alundra and rams her knee into her chin.
Alundra grunts as her back hits the canvas, Sara raises her foot, Alundra rolls out of the way as Sara’s foot slams down on the canvas. Alundra rolls to her feet, she charges Sara, grabs a handful of hair and slams the back of Sara’s head against the canvas. Alundra grabs two handfuls of Sara’s hair and pulls her to her feet, Sara knife edge chops Alundra across her chest, Alundra flops down onto her back. Sara grabs Alundra’s ankles and throws back her head and shouts that Alundra is gonna get hers. Alundra draws her knees to her chest and shoves Sara back into the ropes. As Sara hits the ropes the ropes, she grabs them for support but she loses her balance and her arms become tangled up in the top and middle ropes.
Alundra gets to her feet, she smiles when she sees Sara struggling to free her trapped arms. Alundra walks over and wags her finger in Sara’s face, she gives Sara a hard slap to her chest and grabs her by the chin, she gets in Sara’s face and tells her that she knows how to be a heel too. Alundra knees Sara’s groin and follows up with a knife edge chop across her chest.
Sara spits, flails her legs and curses a slew of obscenities at Alundra. Alundra shakes her head, goes tsk tsk and gives Sara a hard slap across her face. Terri steps in Alundra’s path and tells her to free Sara from the ropes. Alundra presses her palm in Terri’s face and shoves her onto her rear, she grabs Sara’s ankles and tugs hard on Sara’s legs freeing her arms from the ropes. Sara sits up and rubs her shoulders. Alundra kicks Sara in the small of her back. Sara shouts and jumps to her feet, she runs toward the ropes, she bounces off the ropes and catches Alundra off guard with a flying clothes-line.
Sara rolls to her feet, she grabs Alundra by the hair and jerks her to her feet. Sara whips Alundra into the corner, Alundra grunts as her back collides with the turnbuckles. Sara grabs Alundra and sits her up on the top turnbuckle, she mounts the middle ropes and connects with a superplex to Alundra. Both women lay on their back breathing heavily, Sara gets to her feet first, she grabs Alundra’s wrist and pulls her up to her feet, Alundra slams her fist into Sara’s abdomen. Sara grunts and doubles over. Alundra hooks her arm around Sara’s neck and drives her head onto the canvas.
Alundra points to the ceiling and tells the crowd that it’s time to end this game. Alundra climbs out onto the apron, she slaps the top turnbuckle a few times and takes her time climbing up to the top turnbuckle. Sara staggers to her feet, she runs and rolls towards the corner and catches Alundra across the forehead with the back of her calf. Alundra slips down onto the apron and lays draped over the top rope in a dazed stupor. Sara grabs the top rope and stomps the back of Alundra’s head, she scoops Alundra up and bodyslams her down in the center of the ring.
Sara drags Alundra to her feet, she hooked her arms under Alundra’s shoulders and locks her hands together, she tucked Alundra’s head under her armpit and hoisted her up into the air and suplexes her onto her back. Sara rolls Alundra onto her back and kneels down with one knee on Alundra’s chest.
1…2…3. Terri raises Sara’s arm in victory, Sara shouts at the top of her lungs and pumps her fists in the air. A deafening roar echoes through the arena. Sara crouches down over her fallen foe and offers Alundra her hand. Alundra weakly raises hup her arm and takes Sara’s hand. Sara pulls Alundra up to her feet and embraces her in a hug, she pats Alundra on the back and thanks her for a tough fight. Alundra whispers in Sara’s ear and tells her that she’ll get her next time. Sara and Alundra turn toward the crowd and take a bow, the crowd is on their feet, shouting and clapping as Sara and Alundra roll out of the ring and head to the back.
Jillian: That was quite a match. Sara took advantage and finished Alundra with the Royal Butterfly. And what better way to cap off a match than with a great show of sportsmanship.
Kim: In my opinion, they are two of the greatest competitors to step into a wrestling ring. I had no idea who was going to win, but they certainly had my on the edge of my seat.
Jillian: (puts her hand up to her earpiece) I’m getting word that Monica is standing by with both Dale Tomita and Torrie Wilson.
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Dale Tomita vs Torrie Wilson
The camera cuts to the backstage area, Monica is standing between Dale and Torrie. Dale is dressed in a purple bikini, Torrie is dressed in a blue bikini, they smile and wave to the camera.
Monica: Dale, tonight you face off against Torrie Wilson, any thoughts going into this match?
Dale: Torrie is a model not a wrestler, when we step into the ring, she’s going to learn what it is to face a true competitor, and maybe she’ll learn to stick to pillow fights and bra and panties matches.
Torrie: I’ve been training my butt off since I’ve left the WWE and ready to show off my newfound skills against you. By the end of this match, I’ll be the one with my arm raised in victory.
Dale: I don’t think so, sweetie. You’ll be lucky if you walk out of the ring when I’m finished with you.
Torrie: We’ll see when we get the ring. (turns and walks towards the ring area. Dale follows after her.
Monica: Back to you, ladies.
The camera cuts to the announcer’s table.
Jillian: I think Dale is right, Torrie is just eye candy, and she has no business stepping inside a ring to wrestle. Dale is going to wipe the floor with her. I-
Gold’s music blares over the loudspeaker’s as she walks out onto the entrance stage, the crowd boos as she walks down the ramp and makes her way to the announcer’s table, and she sits beside Jillian and places a headset over her head.
Kim: Um, Welcome Gold, we didn’t expect to see you out here. What do we owe the pleasure?
Gold: (Glares at Kim) You know damn well why I’m out here, I’m waiting for Diamond to accept my challenge for Unrestrained. It doesn’t suit you to act dumb. Jillian, how do you put up with this airhead?
Jillian: (smirks) I’ll show you my paystub later, and you’ll understand why.
Kim: (rolls her eyes) Very funny, Jillian.
Dale struts out onto the entrance stage, the crowd greets her with thunderous applause, she sprints down the ramp and high-fives and slaps hands with her fans, she slides into the ring and stands beside Ref Terri Runnels. Dale stares at the entrance curtain and folds her arms across her chest.
Torrie walks out onto the stage and gyrates her hips, she blows kisses to the crowd and skips down the ramp, she climbs up the ring steps, she drops down into a splits on the apron and crawls into the ring under the bottom rope, she stands up and walks up to dale and jabs her finger in Dale’s chest, and tells Dale that she’s more than eye candy.
Dale swats Torrie’s hand and tells her she better hope she can back up her boasting. Terri calls for the bell and retreats to one corner of the ring. Dale and Torrie lock up in the center of the ring, Dale pushes Torrie against the ropes, Torrie knees Dale’s groin, she grabs Dale’s hair and leads her into the corner, she grabs the back of Dale’s head and slams her face into the top turnbuckle. Dale flops onto her back and clutches her forehead. Torrie stomps on Dale’s abdomen and laughs.
Torrie grabs two big handfuls of Dale’s hair and pulls her to her feet, Dale slams her fist into Torrie’s abdomen, Torrie grunts and doubles over, Dale tucks Torrie’s head under her arm and drives her head onto the canvas, she rolls Torrie onto her back and lays down on top of her.
1…2… Torrie lifts her shoulder off the canvas. Dale clutches her temples in disbelief, she drags Torrie to her feet and tucks Torrie’s head between her knees. Torrie grabs the back of Dale’s knees and jerks her off her feet, she grips Dale’s ankles and flips her into the Boston crab. Dale claws at the canvas and drags herself towards the ropes, Torrie grins and leans back adding pressure to Dale’s knees. Dale whimpers and grabs hold of the bottom rope. Ref Terri orders Torrie to break the hold, Torrie complies without hesitation, she struts around the ring shaking her hips seductively.
Torrie crouches down over Dale, she grabs Dale under her chin and squeezes her cheeks together, Dale sweeps Torrie’s legs, Torrie flops onto the canvas. Dale rolls to her feet, she pulls Torrie to her feet and whips her into the corner, Torrie grunts as her back hits the turnbuckle, Dale runs into the corner, she hops onto the middle rope, grabs Torrie by the shoulders and flips her onto her back. Dale grabs a handful of Torrie’s hair and jerks her up. Torrie drops to her knees and head butts Dale’s groin. Dale drops to her knees and clutches her groin, Torrie gives Dale a hard slap to the face.
Dale rolls towards the edge of the ring and slides out of the ring, Torrie runs and drops down onto her rear and slides across the ring, her feet slam into Dale’s face and both women crash to the ringside floor. Torrie gets to her feet first, she stomps on the small of Dale’s back, she scoops Dale up and slams her back down onto the security barrier. Torrie scoops Dale up and rams her back into the edge of the ring apron. Dale screams and clutches her back as she falls to the ringside floor. Torrie grabs the bottom rope and presses her foot down on Dale’s throat. Dale grabs Torrie’s ankle and gives it a hard twist. Torrie yelps and drops to one knee clutching at her ankle.
Dale staggers to her feet, she runs and rams her knee into Torrie’s chin. Torrie flops onto her back. Dale climbs up onto the ring apron and squats down, Torrie hobbles to her feet, Dale dives off the apron and catches Torrie in the chest with a drop-kick. Dale gets to her feet first, she pulls Torrie to her feet and whips her face first into the steel corner post. Torrie grunts and flops onto her back. Dale scoops up Torrie and dumps her onto the ring apron. She slides into the ring and pulls Torrie to her feet. Dale tucks Torrie’s head between her knees and pile drives her head onto the canvas, Dale lies down across Torrie.
1…2….3. Terri raises Dale’s arm in victory, Dale hops up and down and squeals like a school girl as she blows kisses to the crowd, she grabs Torrie’s hand and helps her to her feet and leans her in the corner.
Jillian: What a great match, and congrats to Dale for her victory over- (the arena goes pitch black) What’s going on here.
The arena lights come back on. Denise Rutkowski and Laura Creavalle surround Dale in the corner. Dale glances around frantically looking for a way out. Laura kicks Dale in her groin, she tucks Dale’s head between her knees, she lifts Dale up onto her shoulders and powerbombs her into Torrie. Dale grunts and as she flops down onto her belly. Laura asks for a microphone and the timekeeper slides one into the ring.
Laura: (crouches down over the dazed Dale) Dale, I’m far from finished with, I’m going to make it my life’s goal to destroy you and everything you stand for, I want you in a match in match at Unrestrained. A Three Stages of Hell Kiss match, and the loser has to kiss the winner’s ass and feet. I’m not as nice as Gold, I want my answer and I want it now, or else Denise and I are going to break every bone in your body. (Laura gestures to Denise).
Denise slides her arms under Dale’s shoulders and lifts her up onto her feet, Dale stirs and flails her body as Denise locks on the full nelson. Dale shakes her head and pleads for Denise to release.
Laura: (shoves the microphone in Dale’s face.) Answer me when I’m talking to you.
Dale: (nods weakly as tears stream down her face) Y- Yes, I –I accept.
Laura smirks and gestures to Denise, Denise grins and forces Dale to her knees. Laura drops her jeans down around her ankles and pulls down the back of her panties, Dale thrashes her head as Laura rubs her ass cheeks in her face. Laura pulls away and pulls off her sneakers, Denise lowers Dale’s face towards the canvas and makes Dale kiss Laura’s feet. Laura rubs the sole of her foot across Dale’s mouth. Dale whimpers and starts to gag. Denise lifts Dale over her head and slams her down onto the canvas.
Laura goes to leave the ring, she puts one leg through the ropes and stops, she glances at Torrie and grins, she nods at Denise. Denise and Laura close in on Torrie as she’s stirring, Torrie freezes as her eyes lock on Denise. Denise smirks and grabs a handful of Torrie’s hair, she scoops Torrie up and slams her face down across her bent knee. Torrie thrashes as Laura rubs her ass cheeks in her face. Laura pulls away, Denise gives Torrie a hard swat across her ass and shoves her to the canvas. Laura and Denise roll out of the ring, they stop at the top of the entrance ramp and look back surveying their handiwork.
Gold: (Nods and claps) Bravo, Laura, way to show Dale who’s in command, I wish I would have thought of that when I challenged Diamond. Oh well. Diamond better have her response for me by the end of the night or I’m coming after her.
Jillian: I hope she knows you’re not playing games.
Kim: Let’s go to commercial, and when we return, Kristen Graham has a few choice words for Stacie Tovar and Monica talks with Janet Tech.
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Janet Tech vs Paula Suzuki
The camera cuts to the backstage area, Hollie Dunaway is standing beside Kristen Graham. Kristen is dressed in a pink sports bra and black thong and black leather knee-high boots.
Hollie: Kristen, in the last two weeks Stacie has ambushed you and cost you your match with Jennifer Louwagie. What is your plan to stop Stacie from doing it again.
Kristen: (runs her hand through her hair) If Stacie thinks the only way to can get over on me is by sneak attacking me, then by all means bring it Stacie. But I tell you what Stacie, if you want to face me woman to woman, you name the time and the place and I’ll be there. I-
Trish Swander and Jennifer Louwagie walk up behind Kristen and tap on the shoulder. Kristen spins around and glares at them.
Trish: Right now, Stacie should be the least of your worries, don’t forget that you have a submission match against me later tonight. No, on second thought, focus on Stacie all you want, because when step into the ring in the wrong state of mind, I’m going to crush you without mercy.
Kristen: (jabs Trish’s chest with her finger.) I’m not going to forget about you, my mind is 100 percent focused on you. I am going –
Jennifer lunges and head butts Kristen’s forehead, Kristen drops to her knees and clutches her forehead, Jennifer slides behind Kristen, she hooks her arms under Kristen’s armpits and locks her hands against the back of Kristen’s neck. Kristen flails her body trying to escape Jennifer’s powerful grip.
Trish: (licks her lips) I have a message from Stacie. She told me to give you this.
Trish pulls a small glass bottle from between her cleavage and sprays perfume in Kristen’s eyes. Kristen screams but unable to rub at her eyes. Trish smirks and knees Kristen’s groin, Jennifer pushes Kristen down to her knees. Trish backhands Kristen hard across her face. Jennifer falls forward and drives Kristen’s face against the linoleum floor. Trish and Jennifer high-five, they kick Kristen in the ribs and walk off camera as Hollie looks on helplessly.
Hollie: (crouches down beside Kristen) Let’s take it over to you Monica.
The camera cuts to Monica and Janet. Janet is dressed in a red sports bra and black suspender shorts, she grins and waves at the camera.
Monica: Janet, you have a match with Paula Suzuki, any thoughts on who’s going to win?
Janet: (shakes her head and grabs the mic) What a stupid question, of course I’m going to win. Any more dumb questions?
Monica: No that’s pretty much it. Good luck.
Janet: Thought so. (shoves past Monica and walks towards the ring area.
Monica: Back to you, Jillian and Kim.
The camera cuts to the announcer’s table.
Jillian: This should be one heck of a matchup between these two muscle titans. I’m putting all my money on Paula to win this match.
Kim: (cocks her eyebrow) I thought you weren’t a betting woman.
Gold: Shut up, Kim.
Jillian: Thank you, Gold. You’re the best wrestler in the business. (pats Gold on the back)
Janet walks out onto the entrance stage she sprints down the ramp and slides into the ring. She stands beside Ref Terri Runnels and bows low to the crowd. Paula walks out onto the entrance dressed in an orange bikini, she struts down the ramp her arms swing at her side. She climbs into the ring over the top rope and walks up to Janet. Janet gulps and takes a step back as Paula flexes a most muscular pose, her upper body bulging with thick rock hard muscles.
Ref Terri calls for the bell, Janet gazes uneasily as Paula circles her like a tiger ready to pounce on it’s prey. Paula lunges and barrels into Janet knocking her into the ropes, Janet rebounds off the ropes and bashes her forearm across Paula’s chest. Paula stumbles back but quickly regains her balance, she growls at Janet and tackles her to the canvas. Janet rolls towards the edge of the ring as Paula springs to her feet, Paula charges Janet and slams her foot down on Janet’s abs as she rolls off the ring apron.
Janet circles the ringside glaring at Paula. Paula shouts at her flexes her biceps. Janet climbs onto the ring apron, as she put her leg through the ropes, Paula charges and rams her shoulder into her chest, Janet flies off the apron, the back of her head collides with the side of the security barrier. Paula rolls out of the ring and scoops up a dazed Janet and rams her back against the steel ring post. Janet grunts as she falls onto the thinly padded ringside floor.
Paula stomps on the small of Janet’s back and howls like a wolf, she beats her fists against her chest and stomps her feet driving the crowd into a frenzy. Paula grabs a handful of Janet’s hair and jerks her to her feet. Janet knees Paula’s groin, she grabs Paula’s wrist and whips her face-first into the steel corner post. Janet climbs onto the ring apron and dives off, she connects with a leg drop across Paula’s throat. Janet pulls Paula to her feet and tosses her across the back of her shoulders. Janet attempts to lift Paula over her head, her knees buckle from the strain and Paula lands safely on her feet behind Janet, she grabs the back of Janet’s head and slams her face against the ring apron.
Janet flops onto her back and throws her hands over her nose, she screams at the top of her lungs. Ref Terri rolls out of the ring to check on Janet, she pulls Janet’s hands from over her face, blood oozes from Janet’s nostrils.
Terri: You’ve got a broken nose, I’m going to have to end this match, you’re in no condition to continue. (she stands up and motions to the timekeeper)
Paula shoves Terri aside and pulls Janet to her feet, she scoops up Janet and bodyslams her onto the steel ring steps. Terri grabs Paula by the shoulder and orders her to return to the back. Paula scoops Terri up and bodyslams her down on top of Janet. Paula raises her fists over her head, the crowd boos and jeers Paula. Paula tells the crowd to kiss it and storms up the ramp and disappears into the back. The on staff paramedics rush down to ringside with a stretcher in tow, they load Terri and Janet onto the stretcher and take them to the infirmary.
Jillian: Wait a minute, so who won this match?
Kim: (shrugs her shoulders) I don’t know.
Gold: (smirks) It’s obvious that Paula must have won, after all Janet was the one who got her nose broken, she deserved it anyway for talking smack before the match.
Jillian: Let’s go to a commercial, and when we come back, Monica talks with No 1 contender for the Empress of Wrestling Championship Christine Roth.
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Christine Roth vs Jake the Snake Roberts
The camera cuts to the backstage area, Christine is dressed in a skimpy orange bikini her muscles glistening with sweat, she smiles and waves at the camera.
Monica: You’re about to face off against Jake Roberts, one of the toughest men in wrestling, do you have a strategy going into this match.
Christine: Yes, just get in and win, I’ve got a triple threat match with Gina Davis and Sarah Dunlap at Unrestrained, and Jake the Snake is just a warm up, I’m walking out as the champion and there’s nothing Gina or Sarah can do about it.
Sarah Dunlap walks on camera, the Empress of Wrestling Title strapped around her waist.
Sarah: You must have hit your head too hard in your last match if you think I’m going lose my title to you.
Christine: (Turns to face Sarah) I will leave Unrestrained as the champion, and you’re the one I’m going to pin.
Sarah: (smirks) Keep talking, your mouth is going to get you in a lot of trouble. I hope Jake the snake tears you apart, because that’s less effort I’ll have to use when I pummel you and retain my title. (turns and walks of camera).
Christine glares as Sarah disappears into her dressing room, she mutters under her breath and walks towards the ring area.
Monica: Back to you, ladies.
The camera cuts to the announcer’s table.
Jillian: Those are two ladies who are anxious to settle the score. I can’t wait for their match at Unrestrained, it’s going to be brutal.
Kim: A quick update, Janet tech is suffering a broken nose, and Ref Terri Runnels will sit out the rest of the night. Chief referee Denise Austin has reversed the decision and declared Janet the winner due to Paula’s actions after the match.
Jillian: Taking over Terri’s duty for the rest of the night is Bridgett Riley.
Christine walks out onto the entrance stage to a chorus of cheers, she waves to the crowd and sprints down the ramp and rolls into the ring. Christine climbs up the northwest corner and stands on the top turnbuckle and hits a front double biceps pose, cameras flash and the crowd roars with delight, she hops off the turnbuckle and paces along the south side of the ring.
Jake walks out onto the entrance stage carrying a canvas sack over his shoulder, he pointed at Christine as he walked down the ramp, and he set the canvas bag on the ring apron and slid into the ring under the bottom rope. Jake rolls to his feet and walks up to Christine and puffs out his chest. Bridgett calls for the bell.
Christine and Jake lock up in the center of the ring, Christine grunts as she pushes Jake down to one knee. Jake pushes back and drives his knee into Christine’s groin, he grabs Christine’s hair and bends her over and jumps up and brings his knees up against Christine’s forehead. Christine staggers back, Jake grabs her by the wrist, he whips her but holds onto her wrists and pulled her back towards him and bashed her across the chest with his other arm. Christine grunts as she slams onto her back.
Christine rolls onto her stomach and crawls towards the ropes, Jake grabs her ankles as she reaches out the grab the bottom rope and drags her to the center of the ring. Jake grabs Christine’s hair and pulls her up to her feet, Christine knees Jake’s abdomen, Jake doubles over, Christine slams her fist into Jake’s chin, she slaps his across the chest, she grabs his arm and whips him into the ropes, on the rebound Jake grabs Christine by the waist, he jumps into the air and slams her stomach down across his bended knee.
Christine rolls onto her back and grunts as she clutches her abdomen. Jake stands over Christine, he grabs Christine’s hair and lifts her into a seated position as he twists his hand in her hair, and he slaps the side of Christine’s head with his free hand. Christine claws at Jake’s hand curled in her hair. Jake jerks Christine to her feet and slides his free arm around Christine’s throat. He frees his other hand and slaps Christine’s ass.
Christine flails in Jake’s powerful grip, Jake clamps his hand over his wrist and drops Christine onto her butt, Christine grunts and claws at Jake’s arms, he grins and kisses the back of Christine’s head as he wraps his legs around her torso. Ref Bridgett kneels down in front of Christine and asks if she wants to submit, Christine shakes her head as she elbows Jake’s ribs. Jake rocks Christine back and forth as she continues to elbow his ribs. Christine’s head sags, her arms droop at her side. Jake grins and lays Christine on her side, he rolls onto his side and props his elbow on Christine’s chest.
1… Christine lifts her shoulder off the canvas. Jake sits up screaming in disbelief, Christine rolls out of the ring and leans against the edge of the ring apron rubbing her throat. Jake leans over the ropes and shouts at Christine to get back in the ring, Christine grabs Jake’s ankles and jerks him off his feet, she pulls him halfway out of the ring and slams her elbow down on his abdomen. Christine slams her fist into Jake’s groin, Jake grabs the bottom rope and wraps his legs around her torso. Christine clutches her hands together and slams them down on Jake’s groin. Jake grunts and releases Christine’s torso.
Christine staggers back and falls to one knee, breathing heavily as she wipes the sweat from her forehead. Jake pulls himself back into the ring and stands up pacing along the canvas never taking his eyes off Christine. Christine grunts as she staggers to her feet, she rolls onto the apron, Jake charges and stomps on Christine’s upper back, he drags her to her feet and tucks her head under his arm, he falls back and drives her head onto the canvas. Jake straddles Christine’s waist and holds his fists in the air.
1…2… Christine lifts her shoulder off the mat. Jake slams his fist into Christine’s chin and gives her a hard slap across her chest. He stands up and sits Christine up and presses his groin in her face. Christine headbutts Jake’s groin, Jake drops to his knees and glares at Christine. Christine staggers to her feet she drives her knee into Jake’s chin. Christine grabs Jake’s wrist and pulls him up, Jake drives his knee into Christine’s groin, Christine staggers back, Jake lunges and tackles Christine to the canvas.
Jake stands up and grabs Christine’s ankles, he flips her onto her belly as he locks on the Boston Crab. Christine screams out reaches for the ropes but Jake drags her to the center of the ring, he leans back further into the hold applying pressure to Christine’s back and lower body. Christine grinds her teeth and pounds her fists on the canvas, her face twisted in agony, spit flying from her lips.
Bridgett kneels down in front of Christine and asks if she wants to submit. Christine yells no through her gritted teeth and tries to drag herself to the ropes. Jake shouts at Christine to give up.
Sarah Dunlap walks out onto the entrance clutching a microphone in her hand and a big grin on her face.
Sarah: Give up, Christine. There’s no shame in admitting that you’re weak. After all, this is what happens when you face opponents who are leagues above you. What Jake’s putting you through now, it doesn’t even compare to what I’m going to do to you and Gina at Unrestrained.
Tears streaks Christine’s face, unable to endure the pain, she nods her head and slaps her hands against the canvas like a mad woman. Bridgett calls for the bell, she orders Jake to let go. Jake breaks the hold. He walks over to the canvas bag and reaches into it and pulls out a boa constrictor, he kneels down beside Christine and coils the constrictor around her neck.
The constrictor slithers around on Christine’s chest and around her right arm.
Jillian: I’m not sure what going on here, but I didn’t know that pets were allowed in the arena.
Gold: (Giggles) Nice Snake, Jake.
Kim: Perhaps we should go to commercial. (shudders)
Jillian: (Smirks) Sure why not, we’ll be right back, and when we do Terri Gold speaks out before her match.
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Terri Gold vs Jennifer Louwagie
The camera fades in on the backstage area, Monica stands beside Terri Gold, Terri is dressed in her W.O.W attire, she smiles and waves to the camera.
Monica: Two weeks ago when she refereed Kristen Graham’s match against Jennifer Louwagie, Jennifer beat you up after the match, I-
Terri: (grabs the mic from Monica) Yeah, Jennifer caught me off guard, but it’s not going happen when I step into the ring against her. Someone needs to teach her some respect and it’s going to be me. I hope she ready to get her-
Jennifer walks on camera dressed in a red sports bra and black thong, she grabs Terri by the throat and forces her back against the wall, Terri glares at Jennifer.
Jennifer: You’re going to teach me some respect. That’ll be the day, but if you want to tussle with me, I’ll be glad to throw down with you, that is if you’re strong enough. (Laughs and knees Terri’s abdomen) You better not bring that smart mouth of yours to the ring or I’ll have to break your jaw. (Releases Terri’s throat and walks off camera)
Terri rubs her throat as she watches Jennifer head towards the ring area, she pushes pass Monica and follows after Jennifer.
Monica: Back to you ladies.
The camera cuts to the announcer’s table.
Jillian: I don’t think Terri is going to stand a chance, Jennifer is larger and stronger, Terri better reconsider going through with this match.
Gold: I agree, Jennifer is going to decimate Terri, she’s not on the same level as Jennifer, she should realize that by now.
Kim: Terri can win if he relies on her speed.
Jillian: Right, all she has to do is keep running away until Jennifer gets bored and gives up. (chuckles)
Terri walks out onto the entrance stage, she glances around the packed arena and scratches her head, she shrugs her shoulders and hits a front double biceps pose at the head of the ramp.
Kim: Wait, wasn’t Jennifer on her way out here first?
Jennifer runs out behind the curtain and grabs Terri from behind and leads her down the ramp and slams her face against the ring apron. Ref Bridgett Riley orders both women into the ring. Jennifer whips Terri into the ring and rolls in. Bridgett calls for the bell. Jennifer grabs Terri’s wrist and pulls her to her feet, Terri kicks Jennifer in the abdomen, Jennifer grunts and doubles over. Terri whips Jennifer into the corner, Jennifer grunts as her back hits the turnbuckles. Terri mounts the middle rope and she pummels Jennifer’s forehead with her fist, Terri hops down from the rope and knees Jennifer’s groin, she hooks Jennifer’s arms over the top rope and runs to the opposite corner. Terri pumps her fists in the air and charges Jennifer, Jennifer unhooks her arms and catches Terri with a stiff forearm across her throat.
Jennifer stands over Terri and jabs her chest with her index finger, she bends downs and scoops up Terri and hoists her over her head like a barbell and tosses her into the air, Terri’s chin grazes the top turnbuckle as she crashes to the canvas. Terri rolls onto her back clutching her chin. Jennifer presses her heel down on Terri’s waist.
1…2….Terri lifts her shoulder off the mat. Jennifer grabs Terri’s hair and jerks her to her feet, Terri drops to one knee and slams her fist into Jennifer’s abdomen. Jennifer snarls and gives Terri a hard slap across the chest. Terri flops onto her back, Jennifer drops down on top of Terri and grabs her throat with both hands and shakes Terri violently. Terri flails her arms trying to claw at Jennifer’s face. Jennifer drives her knee down on Terri’s groin.
Jennifer rose to her feet and choke-slammed Terri onto the canvas. Jennifer rolled out of the ring and reached under the apron and pulled out a pair of handcuffs, she rolled back into the ring and slapped one of the cuffs around Terri’s right wrist, she dragged Terri to her feet and whipped her into the northwest corner of the ring. Jennifer slapped the other cuff around the top rope. Terri thrashed about when she realized her predicament, Jennifer grabbed Terri by the throat and shoved her back against the turnbuckles.
Terri cussed and spit at Jennifer , Jennifer chuckled and slammed her fist into Terri’s groin. Ref Bridgett grabbed Jennifer by the shoulder and ordered her to release Terri.
Jennifer: (Shrugs) Sorry, I don’t have the key to the cuffs. I guess poor Terri will have to stay like this.
Jennifer pummels Terri’s abdomen with a combination of fists and knees. Terri slumps down in the corner barely able to keep her head up. Jennifer scoops up Terri and tosses her over the top rope, Terri screams as she hangs from the top rope by her wrist. Jennifer rolls out of the ring and grabs Terri’s ankles and tugs on her legs. Terri screams as pain surges through her right arm.
With no choice left, Bridgett calls for the bell. She declares Terri the winner via disqualification. Jennifer rolls back into the ring and shoves Bridgett onto her rear, she yells at Bridgett and tells her that she’s the winner. Bridgett stands up and shouts that she warned Jennifer about the handcuffs. Jennifer swings her fist, Bridgett grabs Jennifer’s wrist and connects with an uppercut to Jennifer’s chin. Jennifer flops onto her back, her head lolls to one side as she lies spread-eagled on her back.
Bridgett dusts herself off and unhooks the top rope from the turnbuckle, allowing Terri to slip the cuff off the rope. Bridgett raises Terri’s arm in victory. Terri rolls out of the ring and hobbles up the ramp clutching her right arm.
Jillian: Well, that ended differently than I expected. I-
Diamond’s music blares over the loud speakers and she walks out onto the entrance stage followed closely behind by Wendy Lindquist. Diamond and Wendy roll into the ring, Diamond leans over the ropes and points at Gold.
Gold throws off her headset and walks to the front of the announcer’s table and glares back at Diamond.
Diamond: (shakes her head) Gold, Gold , Gold, so you want to face me for my title at Unrestrained? What makes you think you’re worthy of challenging for this belt?
Gold rolls into the ring and stalks towards Diamond. Wendy sneaks up behind Gold and presses the stun gun against the small of Gold’s back. Gold convulses and flops onto her stomach. Diamond kneels down in front of Gold and shakes her head.
Diamond: Hey, Gold, I gladly accept your challenge, I’m going to make you pay for everything you and your buddies have done to me and Wendy. Diamond stands up and drops her mic down beside Gold’s head. Wendy kicks Gold in her side and they roll out of the ring and high-five.
Jillian: We’ll be right back after we check on Gold’s status, and then we’ll talk to Alina Popa.
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Aleesha Young vs Alina Popa
The camera fades in on Monica Brant and Alina Popa in the backstage hallway. Alina is dressed in a green leotard and black leather knee-high boots. She smiles and flexes her right bicep for the camera.
Monica: Welcome to the UFWL, Alina, it’s a pleasure to have you here, you’re making your debut against another tough foe, Aleesha Young. Do you have any kind of strategy going into this match?
Alina: (smiles and grabs the mic from Monica) Just stay on her and don’t give her the chance to rest. As long as she can’t attack then I’ll have an easy time.
Aleesha: (walks on camera and shoves Alina) If you think you’re getting an easy win over me, then you need to get your head examined. I’m the toughest bitch you’ll ever meet in the ring. And I’ll prove it to you and everyone watching. (Spits in Alina’s face and walks off camera towards the ring area.
Alina wipes her face off and follows after Aleesha.
Monica: Back to you ladies.
The camera cuts to the announcer’s table. Gold is back at her seat.
Jillian: Two of the strongest looking women I’ve ever seen, I can’t begin to imagine who’s going to come out on top.
Gold: Tough call.
Kim: Let’s hope they don’t tear up the ring, they look like they could clear a barroom on their own.
Aleesha struts out onto the entrance stage dressed in a black and red striped bikini, she stands at the head of the ramp and hits a most muscular pose driving the crowd into a frenzy, they stamp their feet and cheer as Aleesha sashays down the ramp and climbs up the ring steps, she stands with her back to the ropes and hits a front double biceps pose. She climbs through the ropes and stands beside Ref Bridgett Riley.
The arena lights dim, a thick green fog pours out the vents on the stage, Alina walks out to thunderous applause from the crowd, she runs her hands down her chest and abdomen and sprints down the ramp, she rolls into the ring and walks up to Aleesha. Aleesha sneers as she flexes her biceps. Alina glares at Aleesha and shakes her head. Ref Bridgett calls for the bell.
Alina and Aleesha lock up in the center of the ring, their arms bulging with thick hard muscles as they strain to force the other to their knees. The seconds tick by and neither have seemed to gain the upper hand, sweat rolls down their face and chiseled pecs. Aleesha sneers and knees Alina’s groin. Alina grunts and doubles over. Aleesha laughs and pushes Alina down to one knee. Alina grits her teeth and pushes back against Aleesha, she grunts as her other knee touches down on the canvas. Aleesha drives her knee into Alina’s chin and knocks her onto her back.
Aleesha leaps into the air, she connects with a legdrop across Alina’s throat. Alina clutches her throat and sits up, Aleesha grabs Alina’s wrists from behind and pulls her arms behind her back. Alina moans and flails her body as Aleesha drives her knee into Alina’s upper back. Alina clenches her fists and flexes her arms, she jerks free form Aleesha’s grip and scrambles to her feet, Aleesha charges, Alina spins and catches Aleesha in the jaw with the back of her fist.
Aleesha stumbles back and flops onto her rear. Alina runs and jumps the rising Aleesha and connects with a drop kick to her midsection. Aleesha stumbles back and flips over the ropes and crashes to the thinly padded ringside floor. Alina climbs up to the top turnbuckle and dives off, she connects with the elbow drop to Aleesha’s abdomen. Alina stand s up and flexes her biceps for the crowd, she bends over and grabs a handful of Aleesha’s hair and drags her to her feet.
Aleesha gives Alina a patented three stooges finger poke to the eyes. Alina screams and throws her hands over her face. Aleesha slams her fist into Alina’s abdomen, she scoops Alina up and slams her down onto the steel ring steps. Alina screams as her back collides with the steps, she rolls onto her side and clutches the small of her back. Aleesha grabs Alina’s wrist and jerks her up to her feet, she whips Alina towards the ramp. Aleesha runs up behind Alina, she grabs the back of her head and drives her face down onto the ramp.
Alina grunts and stumbles to her feet, Aleesha sneaks up behind her and locks her arms around Alina’s waist, she suplexes Alina’s shoulders against the steel ramp. Alina rolls onto her belly and crawls up the ramp, Aleesha stomps on the small of her back, Alina crawls up onto the stage and rolls to her feet and glares down at Aleesha. Aleesha runs up the ramp, Alina sidesteps the charging Aleesha, grabs her waist from behind and hip tosses her off the front of the stage, as Aleesha plummets she grabs Alina by the hair taking her down with her and both women land on their backs ten feet below beside the ramp.
Aleesha grunts as she rolls onto her belly, Alina sits up clutching the small of her back, both women stumble to their feet, Aleesha swing her fist at the back of Alina’s head. Alina grunts and falls against the side of the ramp. Aleesha grabs Alina’s ankles and drags her towards the ring steps. Aleesha grabs Alina’s left leg and slams it down onto the bottom ring step, she leans down and gives Alina a hard slap to the chest. Aleesha grabs a handful of Alina’s hair and drags her to her feet. Alina knees Aleesha’s groin and connects with a stone cold stunner. Aleesha lies spread-eagled on the ringside floor.
Alina leans down over Aleesha and jabs a finger in her face. “I told you, I’m going to beat you.” Alina grabs Aleesha’s wrists and pulls her up, she scoops Aleesha up and body slams her down onto the ring steps. Alina scoops Aleesha up and tosses her back into the ring. Alina drops down on top of Aleesha and hooks her leg.
1…2…Aleesha kicks out. Alina shouts and holds up three fingers in Bridgett’s face. “Don’t you know how to count?”
Bridgett scoffs and tells Alina it’s not her fault Aleesha kicked out. Alina drags Aleesha to her knees, Aleesha head butts Alina’s groin. Alina drops to her knees. Aleesha grimaces as she pushes herself up onto her feet, she grabs Alina by her chin and gives Alina a hard slap to the face. Aleesha scoops Alina up, she carries her over to the corner and hangs her from the top rope by her knees and hooks her feet over the chain linking the turnbuckle to the ring post.
Alina flails her arms as the blood rushes to her head. Aleesha lands several hard kicks to Alina’s abdomen and chest. Aleesha grabs the top rope and presses her heel against Alina’s throat. Alina claws at Aleesha’s ankles. Aleesha pulls her foot back and slams her elbow down on Alina’s groin. Alina clutches her groin and starts to whimper. Aleesha scoops Alina up and slams her down across her knee, trapping her in an over the knee backbreaker. Aleesha pushes down on Alina legs and chin. Alina whimpers as she tries to choke back the tears.
Bridgett crouches down beside Alina and asks if she wants to submit. Alina shakes her head, she flails her arms but is unable to endure the pain, she screams her submission. Bridgett calls for the bell. Aleesha shoves Alina onto her stomach, Bridgett raises Aleesha’s arm in victory. Aleesha stomps the small of Alina’s back, she flexes a most muscular pose and rolls out of the ring.
Alina pushes herself up to her knees, she glares as Aleesha struts up the ramp, she grits her teeth and clutches her back. Allesha stops in front of the curtain, she turns back and mocks Alina. “Who did you say was going to beat who? Check you latr, loser.” Aleesha waves and disappears through the curtain.
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Stacy Keibler vs the Undertaker
When she heard that she was scheduled to fight the Undertaker, Stacy slammed her fist down on the armrest of her sofa. But she was ready to go, dressed in a black leather bikini, elbow and knee pad and black leather knee-high boots, she strutted out of her dressing room and walked down the hallway with her hands on her hips, her head held high. Stacy stepped through the curtain and walked out onto the entrance stage, the crowd clapped and cheered as Stacy strutted down the ramp and slowly made her way to the ring, the steel cell suspended from the ceiling. Stacy’s heart raced as she stared up at the cell.
Ref Molly holly patted Stacy on the back, she told her not to worry and gave a firm slap on the butt. Stacy drew in a deep breath as the arena lights dimmed. The Undertaker emerged from the back as his music blared over the loud speakers, Paul Bearer followed closed behind, an urn tucked in the crook of his elbow. Taker shuffled down the ramp, he climbed up onto the ring apron and stepped over the top rope and walked up to Stacy. Stacy gulped as she stared up into the Undertaker’s eyes. She took a step back and clenched her fist. Taker stared down and Stacy and grinned, he dragged his right thumb across his throat then pointed to Stacy. Paul sat the urn down on the ring apron and stepped back as the cell was lowered over the ring area.
Stacy circled the Undertaker sizing him up before Molly called for the bell. The bell rings, Stacy lunges and locks her arms around Taker’s waist. Taker thrust his palm into Stacy’s chin knocking her onto her rear. Stacy scrambles to her feet and lands several kicks to the side of Taker’s knee. Taker grunts and drops to one knee. Stacy gives Taker a hard slap to the face, Taker grunts and flops onto his back. Stacy grabs Taker’s ankles and drags him to the corner. Taker draws his knees up to his chest at the last second and shoves Stacy into the corer, she grunts as her back collides with the turnbuckle.
Taker sits up; he stands up and stares down Stacy in the corner. Stacy’s eyes widen, she glances from side to side looking for a way out. Taker grabs Stacy by the throat one handed, as he lifts her into the air, Stacy flails her legs and kicks Taker in his groin. Taker grunts and drops to one knee as Stacy lands safely on her feet, she twirls on her heels and slams the back of her fist against Taker’s chest knocking him onto his back. Stacy climbs up to the top turnbuckle and dives off and connects with the elbow drop to Taker’s chest. Stacy walks to the southeast corner and grabs the microphone, she walks back over and bends down over the Taker.
“Give up, Undertaker.” Stacy says and holds the mic up to Taker’s mouth. Taker sits up, he clutches Stacy by the throat and gets to his feet, Stacy claws frantically at his hand and forearm. Taker hoists Stacy off her feet, he lurches towards the ropes and choke-slams her down on the thinly padded ringside floor. Stacy grunts and rolls onto her side, she grabs the cell wall and pulls herself up. Stacy snarls at Taker as she climbs onto the apron, as she climbs through the ropes Taker rushes at her, she rams her shoulder into his midsection before he can get a hold of her. Stacy bends Taker forward and drives her knee into his forehead. Taker staggers back clutching at his forehead. Stacy grabs the sides of Taker’s head, jumps into the air, and drives his face against the canvas.
Taker groans as he rolls onto his back, he starts to sit up, Stacy bashes him across the back of his head with the microphone. Stacy scoops up Taker and body slams him hard onto the canvas. Stacy staggers back and slumps in the corner,. She places her arms over the top rope to keep herself steady. Breathing heavily she wipes the sweat from her forehead. Stacy groans as Taker sits up and glares at her. Stacy screams ‘What does it take to keep this guy down’.
Taker walks to the corner, Stacy breathing quickens as Taker closes in on her. Stacy drops onto her belly and slides out of the ring as Taker lunges. Stacy paces the ringside floor as Taker beckons to her. Stacy reaches under the ring apron and pulls out a billy club, Taker rolls out of the ring and stalks over to Stacy, Stacy swings at Taker’s head, Taker catches Stacy’s wrist in mid-air and bends it back, Stacy wails and drops the billy club to the floor. Taker grabs Stacy’s throat and shoves her back against the cell wall. Stacy thrashes and lands a kick to Taker’s groin.
Taker grunts and throws his hands over his groin as he sinks to his knees. Taker glares up at Stacy as she slams the heel of her boot into his chin. Stacy grabs the billy club and smacks Taker across the abdomen. Taker growls and sits up reaching for Stacy’s throat. Stacy slams the billy club across the top of Taker’s head. Taker grunts as he flops onto his back. Stacy straddles Taker’s waist and wraps her legs around his waist, she grabs the microphone and holds it in his face. “Give up.” Stacy shouts as she squeezes Taker’s waist tightly between her thighs.
Taker slaps the microphone away and gestures for Stacy to lean in closer. Smirking, Stacy leans down closer. “I say, you want to whisper you give up in my ear, no shame in that.” Taker laughs and grabs Stacy by the throat and throttles her like a ragdoll. Stacy swings the microphone at Taker’s head, but he manages to dodge it and shoves Stacy onto her back. Taker stands over stacy and tells her that she in a world of trouble. Stacy tells him to bite her. Taker grabs a handful of Stacy’s hair and pulls her up to her feet, he grabs the back of her head and slams her face into the cell wall. Stacy grunts and flops onto her back, she rolls onto her back and clutches her face.
Taker stomps Stacy’s abdomen several times, he pulls her up onto her feet, he scoops up Stacy and rams her back into the cell. Stacy crawls towards the cell door hoping to escape Taker’s rampage. Stacy staggers to her feet, she manages to unlock the cell door. She gets halfway out of the cell, Taker grabs the back of her neck and slams the door shut in her face. Taker drags Stacy to her feet, he lifts her up by the waist and slams her belly down across his knee, he pulls down the back of Stacy’s leather bikini bottom and gives her a hard smack across the ass. Stacy flinches and grunts as Taker gives her another hard slap to the ass. Stacy flails and frees herself from Taker’s grip, she crawls to the cell door and plls herself to her feet and staggers out of the cell.
Taker follows close behind spending every second taunting Stacy. “I want to hear you squeal.” Taker says, he presses his chest against Stacy’s back and strokes her hair as he pushes her up against the cell. Taker chuckles and drives his knee into the small of Stacy’s back, He slides his hand down Stacy’s back and swats her on the ass. Stacy cringes as Taker kisses the back of her neck. “I’m going to make you mine forever.” Taker whispers in Stacy’s ear. Stacy drives her elbow into Taker’s ribs. Taker stumbles back into the security barrier. Stacy climbs up the side of the cell and pulls herself onto the cell roof, Taker climbs up after her. Stacy crouches down looking over the edge of the cell, as Taker reaches the top, Stacy slams her heel into his chin,
Taker starts to fall, but he reaches out and grabs Stacy’s ankle and pulls her off the roof, sending them both crashing to the ringside floor. Stacy lies spread-eagled on her back, Taker gets to his knees and crawls on top of Stacy and gives her a hard slap across the face. Stacy throws her hands up over her face as Taker slaps her across the face once more. Taker drags Stacy up by her hair and leads her back into the cell. Stacy elbows Taker’s groin and whips him back into the ring, she climbs up to the top turnbuckle and dives off, Taker rolls out of the way and Stacy’s elbow slams down hard onto the canvas. Stacy howls out in pain as she clutches her elbow.
Taker gets to his feet and pulls Stacy up by her wrists. Stacy lands a kick to Taker’s groin. Taker grunts and doubles over. Stacy tucks Taker’s head between her knees and goes to set him up for the pile driver, but she can barely budge him. Taker reverses into a back body drop. Stacy flails her body as Taker scoops her up and hooks her legs over the top rope. Stacy flails her arms as the blood rushes to her head. Taker stomps Stacy’s abdomen as Stacy pleads to the ref for assistance.
Molly shakes her head. “I’ll allow it.” Molly says and plays with her fingernails. Stacy curses at Molly, Taker presses his booted heel down on Stacy’s face. Stacy claws at Taker’s boot, he laughs and rubs his heel across her lips. Taker stomps Stacy’s forehead and chuckles. Tears stream down Stacy’s face as Taker grabs her by the head and sits her up in the corner facing out toward the crowd. Taker slides his arms under Stacy’s arms and locks his hands behind her neck. Taker hoist Stacy off the top turnbuckle and falls forward driving the back of her head onto the canvas.
Stacy rolled onto her side clutching the back of her head. Taker dropped to his knees beside Stacy and wrapped his legs around her waist and then wrapped his arms around her throat. Stacy screamed and flailed her arms as Taker squeezed her throat as tightly as she could take without passing out, he wanted her to be awake for every pain-filled moment to come.
Molly grabbed the microphone and held it up to Stacy’s mouth. “Do you give up?”
Stacy screamed no and shook her head. “Is this all you’ve got? Stacy cried out. Taker released Stacy and stood up, he scooped Stacy up and held her upside down, he dropped to his knees as he drove Stacy’s head onto the canvas. Stacy’s head lolled to one side as Taker folded her arms across her chest. Taker stood up, he bent down and flipped Stacy onto her stomach, he plopped down on her back and clamped on the camel clutch. Taker pulled back on Stacy’s chin with one hand and pulled on her hair with the other. Stacy screamed but refused to say I quit.
Molly shook her head and asked if Stacy wanted to reconsider. Stacy tried to rock back and forth, but Taker’s heavy frame kept her trapped in place. Taker let go of Stacy’s hair and smacked her on the ass. Stacy winced and flailed her arms weakly as Taker pulled on her chin with both hands. Molly asked once more if Stacy wanted to give up. Stacy cried out as tears streamed down her face. “I q-quit.” Stacy blubbered as immense pain coursed through her back.
Molly called for the bell, she raised Taker’s arm in victory even as he kept the camel clutch locked on. Stacy screamed and held her hand out to Molly. Molly chuckled and kicked Stacy’s hand. “It’s not my problem anymore. Let him do what he wants with you.” Molly knelt down in front of Stacy and cupped her chin in one hand. She playfully slapped Stacy’s face as Taker released the camel clutch. Stacy sighed with relief as taker shoved her face onto the canvas. Taker grabbed a handful; of Stacy’s hair and jerked her to her feet. Taker scooped Stacy up and draped her over the top rope. Molly grabbed some rope from under the ring apron and tied Stacy’s wrists to her ankles. Taker pulled down Stacy’s bottom and smacked her ass with his plam. Stacy winced and pleaded for Molly to untie her. Molly clapped and rubbed her hands together as the cell was raised up to the ceiling.
Molly waved to Stacy mockingly and strutted up the ramp whistling the Undertaker’s theme. Taker slapped Stacy on the ass and licked his lips. Stacy cried out as Taker once again slapped her already stinging ass cheeks. Taker rubbed Stacy’s shoulder as he kissed the back of her neck. Stacy cringes and cursed at Taker.
Paul Bearer rolled into the ring, he picked up the urn and carried it over to Taker, Taker uncapped the urn and poured the ashes out over Stacy’s head, coating her whole body. Stacy screams and tugs at her restraints; Taker slams the urn across the back of Stacy’s head. Stacy moans and pitches forward, Taker unties and pulls off Stacy’s top and stuffs it in her mouth. Taker climbs out onto the apron, he grabs a handful of Stacy’s hair and hops off the apron, Stacy screams as her restraints dig into her wrists and ankles. Taker loosens her restraints and lays her down on the ringside floor, He glances down at her then scoops her up, then carries her up the ramp and to the back.
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Sara del Rey vs Sheamus
Sara slammed the door shut behind her as she walked into Sheamus’s private gym, she was dressed in a star spangled sports bra with a zippered front and red leggings with a pair of black leather knee-high boots. She stood with her hands on her hips and scoffed when she saw a bed sitting in the back corner of the gym just past the wrestling ring.
Sheamus stood in one corner of the ring, he grinned and approached the ropes, he leaned over and called to Sara. “Hey, glad you got my invitation, You’re a little but that’s okay.”
Sara climbed onto the ring apron and glared at Sheamus. “So you invited me here to wrestle you, is that all you wanted.”
Sheamus chuckled and offered his hand. “That’s all. The special referee for this match will be here soon. He clapped and rubbed his hands together as Sara strutted into one corner of the ring and perched on the top turnbuckle. He walked up to Sara and stood with his hands gripping the top rope. “You look pretty tough, but do you think you can really keep up with me.”
Sara pressed her finger under Sheamus’s chin and leaned in close to his face, her lips close enough to touch his, she nibbled on his ear lobe. “I’m the queen of wrestling, so maybe you better bow down to me now.” Sara laughed and nudged Sheamus’s chest with her palm, he stepped back to size her up with his eyes.
The door swung open Molly Holly walked into the gym dressed in a black and white striped bikini, she rolled into the ring and waved to Sheamus. Sheamus shook Molly’s hand and moved to the center of the ring. Sara hopped off the turnbuckle and walked up to Sheamus and offered her hand. Sheamus shook her hand. Molly called for the bell and stepped out of their way.
Sara and Sheamus locked up in the center of the ring, he grinned and pushed Sara down onto her knees. Sara groaned and head-butted Sheamus’s groin. Sheamus grunted and dropped to his knees. Sara jumped up and slammed her heel into Sheamus’s chest. Sheamus grabbed Sara’s ankle as it collided with his chest and fell back, jerking her off her feet, her back slamming down onto the canvas.
Sara and Sheamus got to their feet at the same time, sheamus gave Sara a swift kick to her groin. Sara grunted and doubled over. Sheamus slammed the back of his heel down on the back of Sara’s neck. Sara collapse onto her stomach and crawled towards the ropes. Sheamus grabbed Sara’s ankles and dragged her into the corner, he pulled her to her feet and shoved her against the turnbuckles. Sara grunted and slumped down in the corner. Seamus smirked and gave Sara a big open hand slap to her chest, Sara flinched and grunted as Sheamus kneed her groin.
Sheamus grabbed the back of Sara’s head and lead her towards the opposite corner and slammed her face against the top turnbuckle. Sara flopped hard onto her back and grunted, she threw her hands over her face as she rolled onto her side. Sheamus grabbed a handful of hair and dragged Sara to her feet. Sara gut checks Sheamus and whips him into the ropes, on the rebound Sara knocks Sheamus to the canvas with a hard forearm smash to his chest.
Sara pressed her heel down on Sheamus’s chest and flexed her hard sweaty biceps. “Bow down now, and I’ll go easy on you.” Sara said and crouched down over Sheamus leaning in close to his face.. Sheamus chuckled, he sat up and grabbed Sara’s wrist and pulled her off her feet, he wrapped his legs around her waist and wrapped his arm around her throat. Sara screamed and flailed her arms, she gasped for air as Sheamus grip around her throat grew tighter.
Molly knelt down in front of Sara and asked if she wanted to submit. Sara shook her head, she elbowed Sheamus’s ribs repeatedly. Sheamus broke the hold, he stood up and stomped on Sara’s right elbow. Sara screamed and clutched her elbow. Sheamus scooped Sara up and body-slammed her to the canvas, Sara grimaced and arched her hips as she clutched her back. Sheamus grabbed Sara’s hair and lifted her into a seated position; he knelt down in front of Sara and cupped her chin in one hand. “You look like you belong on display, that’s how perfect you are, Sara.” Sheamus grabbed the sides of Sara’s head and pressed his lips against hers.
Sara pushed Sheamus back and gave him a hard slap across the face. Sheamus snarled and slapped Sara’s chest. Sara grunted and fell onto her back. Sheamus stomped on Sara’s abdomen. Sara cried and rolled onto her side clutching her midsection. Sheamus scoops Sara up, Sara elbows the side of Sheamus’s head. Sheamus dropped to his knees, Sara landed safely on her feet in front of Sheamus, she bounces off the ropes and connects with the drop kick to Sheamus’s chest. Sara grabs Sheamus’s ankles and drags him towards the ropes, she pulls Sheamus up to his feet and leans him against the ropes, she screams his name as she drives her knee into his abdomen. Sheamus grunts, he bashes Sara across the chest with his forearm, Sara staggers back, she growls and lunges at Sheamus.
Sheamus ducks down and flips Sara over the ropes, she howls in frustration as she crashes to the ringside floor. Sheamus stands in the corner slapping the top rope with his palms. Sara stumbles to her feet, she leans against the ring apron clutching the small of her back. Sheamus leans over the ropes and grabs two handfuls of Sara’s hair. Sara screams and flails her arms as Sheamus pulls her into the ring by her hair, Sheamus lifts Sara up onto the back of his shoulders and paces around the ring pulling down on Sara’s legs and head.
Sara groans as intense pain courses through her back. Molly is breathing in Sara’s face asking if she wants to submit. Sara screams out that she won’t give up. Molly shakes her head and shrugs her shoulders, she tells Sara that she’s making a stupid decision but it’s her to make. Sheamus grins then falls back driving Sarah’s back onto the canvas. Sara crawls to the ropes and pulls herself up, Sheamus walks up behind Sara and kicks the back of her knee. Sara grunts and manages to keep herself upright. Sheamus gives Sara’s knee another hard kick. Sara drops to one knee.
Sheamus grabs Sara’s wrist and whips her into the corner, he hooks Sara’s arms around the top rope, he gives Sara a hard slap to the chest and laughs. Leaning in close, Sheamus unzips the front of Sara’s top and exposes her firm perky breasts. Sheamus leans in and kisses Sara between her breasts. Sara unhooks one arm and slaps Sheamus across the face. Sheamus sneers and gives Sara a hard shot to her abdomen. Sara coughs and doubles over as the air rushes out of her lungs. Sheamus squeezes and pushes up on Sara’s breast. Sara moans and thrashes about trying to force Sheamus back. Sheamus drops to his knees and head-butts Sara’s groin, Sara grunts and slumps down in the corner. Molly whispers in Sheamus’s ear. Sheamus grins, he rolls out of the ring, he reaches under the ring apron and pulls out a set of handcuffs. He rolls back into the ring, he stands Sara up in the corner, he hooks her arms back around the ropes and slaps a cuff around one of her wrists. Molly taps him on the shoulder, she wags her finger in Sheamus’s face. Molly smirks and points to the canvas. Sheamus nods, he scoops Sara up and connects with the sidewalk slam. Sheamus flips sara onto her stomach, he pulls her arms behind her back as Molly helps cuff Sara’s other wrist.
Sara winces as Sheamus pulls her up to her feet by her aching elbow, she grits her teeth and smashes her foot against Sheamus’s groin. Sheamus grunted and doubled over. Sara drove her knee into Sheamus’s chin, she collapsed in the corner and tugged at the chain linking the cuffs together. Sheamus rose to his feet, he sneered as he approached Sara. Sara shook her head and dropped to her knees at Sheamus’s feet, she pleaded with him to uncuff her. Sara’s plea went unheard, Sheamus scooped her up and sat her down on the top turnbuckle. Sara shook her head. Sheamus mounted the middle rope and wrapped his hands around Sara’s throat and shook her violently.
Sara kneed Sheamus’s chin, Sheamus staggered back, Sara stood up and leaped off the top turnbuckle, Sheamus sidestepped Sara’s missed drop kick attempt. Sara flopped hard onto her back, she screamed as Sheamus stomped on her right elbow. Sheamus straddled Sara’s torso knees on either side of her waist. He smirked and gave Sara a hard shot to her abdomen. Tears streamed down Sara’s face. “If I wasn’t in cuffs, I’d be beating your ass right now. “ Sara screamed at him through gritted teeth. Sheamus stood up and grabbed Sara’s ankles. Sara drew her knees up to her chest and shoved Sheamus onto his back, Sara scrambled to her feet the best she could with her wrists cuffed, she straddled Sheamus’s neck and wrapped her legs around his throat.
Sheamus pounded on Sara’s knee repeatedly but she held fast. Sheamus dug his fingers in Sara’s meaty thigh. Sara screamed and flopped onto her side. Sheamus stood up and pressed his heel down on the side of Sara’s head. Sara groaned and pleaded with Sheamus to uncuff her. Sheamus sat Sara up, he grabbed the back of her head and rubbed his groin in her face. Sheamus laughed and shoved Sara onto her back. Sheamus straddled Sara’s waist, he leaned down and kissed each of her breasts, he run his finger across her lips and told her it would be over soon.
Sheamus grabbed Sara’s ankles, he grinned as he locked Sara in the figure-4-leglock. Sara screamed and threw back her head as Sheamus bridged his hips. Tears streamed down Sara’s face, with her hands cuffed she had no way to escape her pain except for crying out her submission, she chewed on her lower lip praying for adrenaline to kick in. Sara let out a relieved sigh when Sheamus broke the hold. Her relief was short lived as Sheamus flipped her onto her stomach, he straddled her back and pulled back on her chin.
Sara screamed and flailed her legs. Sheamus laughed and kissed the back of Sara’s neck, Molly knelt down in front of Sara and asked if she was ready to throw in the towel. Molly shook her head and asked if Sara had recently suffered a concussion.
Sheamus grabbed the back of Sara’s head and slammed it down against the canvas. Sheamus stood up and stomped Sara’s right elbow, he scooped Sara up across the back of his shoulders and pulled down on her legs and head. Sara screamed at the top of her lungs, she cried out that she gave up. Molly called for the bell. Sheamus dropped Sara onto the canvas, Molly raised his arm in victory. Sheamus grabbed a handful of Sara’s hair and pulled her up into a seated position.
Sheamus tossed Sara over his shoulder and climbed out of the ring, he walked into the back corner and tossed Sara onto the mattress, Sara thrashed about as Sheamus flipped Sara onto her stomach. Sheamus climbed onto the mattress and straddled Sara’s legs, he pulled her leggings down to her ankles and slapped her across the ass, he pulled her pink lace panties down to her ankles and gave Sara a hard slap to the ass. Sara grunted as Sheamus gave her ass another big open hand slap, her cheeks reddened. Sheamus untied Sara’s boots and pulled them off her feet and tossed them to the floor. He pulled her leggings and panties all the way of and twirled them over his head taunting Sara.
Sara cussed and spittle flew from her lips. Sheamus chuckled and tugged on a handful of Sara’s hair, he laughed and kissed the side of her neck. “I’ll try and be gentle from this point on, Sara. I’ll try.” Sheamus pressed his groin against the small of Sara’s back and swatted the side of her hip. Sheamus looked over his shoulder at Molly. “I don’t think she needs the cuffs anymore.”
Molly nodded, she reached down between her cleavage and pulled out a small key, she unlocked Sara’s cuffs and tossed them to the floor. Sheamus slid Sara’s top off her arms and tossed it to the floor. Molly sat on the side of the bed watching Sheamus’s every movement, she slid one hand down her thong and began fondling herself.
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Becca Swanson vs Yokozuna
The camera cuts to the backstage area. Monica is standing beside the massive Becca. Becca is dressed in a backless black leather cat suit, she runs her fingers through her hair and smiles at the camera.
Monica: That was quite an impressive match between Aleesha and Alina, but now I’m here with one of the strongest women in the world- Becca Swanson.
Becca: (grabs the mic) Thanks, and I’m happy to be here to show off my strength and physique, there’s no place I’d rather be at this moment, my opponent Yokozuna is going to learn why I’m the world’s strongest woman. (hands the mic back to Monica and walks towards the ring area.)
Monica: Back to you ladies.
The camera cuts to the announcer’s table. Gold is talking on her cell phone.
Jillian: So Kim, Becca or Yokozuna, who do you see walking away from this match victorius?
Kim: Too close to call in my opinion, I hope the ring is strong enough to contain the two of them.
Gold: (whispering into the phone) You got that. Good, talk to you later. (hangs up her phone.)
Kim: What was that about?
Gold: Mind your own business, Kim.
Becca walks out onto the entrance stage, she hits a double biceps pose at the head of the ramp, cameras flash and the crowd cheers. Becca sprints down the ramp and rolls into the ring, she stops beside Ref Bridgett Riley and flexes her right arm at her side, her bicep threatening to tear through the sleeve.
Yokozuna walks out onto the entrance stage dressed in a red robe, he shuffles down the ramp and climbs up the ring steps, he steps through the ropes and pulls off his robe and drapes it over the top rope. He claps his hands together as he approaches Becca.
Becca glares at Yokozuna with her hands on her hips. Yokozuna stares back and grins at Becca, he offers Becca his hand and tells her good luck. Becca shakes Yokozuna’s hand. Yokozuna pulls Becca up against his body and knife-dedge chops her across the chest. Becca staggers back, Yokozuna belly bumps Becca knocking her onto her ass.
Becca jumps to her feet, she charges and rams her shoulder into Yokozuna’s belly. Yokozuna laughs as Becca’s fists bounce helplessly off his stomach, he grabs Becca’s shoulders and head butts her forehead. Becca falls back onto her ass. Yokozuna stands over her looking down, his lips curled into a sneer. Becca sweeps Yokozuna’s legs, he stumbles back, the ring trembles as Yokozuna flops onto his back. Becca groans as she scoops up Yokozuna and body slams him to the canvas. Becca leaps into the air and connects with the leg drop across Yokozuna’s chest.
Becca grabs Yokozuna’s wrist, the muscles on her arms bulge as she strains to pull the big man to his feet. Yokozuna perks up and slams his knee into Becca’s abdomen. Becca doubles over clutching her midsection. Yokozuna whips Becca into the corner and runs towards her, Becca rolls out of the corner and shoves Yokozuna belly-first into the corner. Becca hooks Yokozuna’s arms over the top rope, she pummels his belly with her fists. Yokozuna laughs as her fists have little effect. Yokozuna grabs a handful of Becca’s hair and tosses her into the corner.
Becca swings her fist; Yokozuna grabs her wrist and drives his knee into her groin. Yokozuna scoops Becca up and body-slams her to the canvas. Yokozuna climbs up to the top turnbuckle and jumps off, Becca rolls out of the ring narrowly avoiding the Bonzai drop, Yoko staggers to his feet and glares down at Becca. Becca walks around to the other side of the ringside floor, she climbs up onto the apron. Yokozuna charges and knocks her off the apron, Becca’s head grazes the side of the security barrier as she crashes to the ringside floor.
Yokozuna rolls out of the ring, he drags Becca to her feet and whips her into the steel corner post, she grunts and flops onto her back. Yokozuna scoops up Becca and dumps her on the ring apron. Becca staggers to her feet as Yokozuna rolls back into the ring, she runs up and stomps his upper back before he has a chance to stand up. Becca scoops Yokozuna up and lifts him over her head. Becca’s knees wobble, she lurches forward and press slams Yokozuna to the canvas. Becca flips Yokozuna onto his back and drops over top of him.
1…2….Yokozuna kicks out, Becca grabs his wrists and pulls him to his feet, she drives her knee into his groin. Yokozuna doubles over clutching his groin, Becca spins and catches Yokozuna on the side of the head with a spinning back kick. Yokozuna drops onto his side. Becca climbs up to the top turnbuckle and dives off aiming her elbow at Yokozuna’s chest. Yokozuna rolls out of the way, Becca screams as her elbow collides with the canvas. Yokozuna scoops up Becca and hurls her into the corner. Yokozuna walks to the opposite corner, he runs and jumps into the air and splashes Becca in the corner with his full weight.
Becca staggers out of the corner, she stands in a dazed stupor and then collapses onto her stomach. Yokozuna drags Becca into the corner, her head just below the bottom turnbuckle. Yokozuna climbs up to the top turnbuckle and connects with the Bonzai drop to Becca’s chest. He climbs up a second time and connects with another Bonzai drop. Becca grunts as the air rushes from her lungs. Yokozuna drags Becca to the center of the ring and straddles Becca’s chest.
1…2…3. Bridgett raises Yokozuna’s arm in victory. Yokozuna bows to the crowd, he grabs Becca’s wrist and pulls her to her feet, he leans Becca in the corner. Becca grits her teeth and glares at Yokozuna. Yokozuna offers Becca his hand. Becca shakes his hand. Yokozuna bows his head and helps Becca out of the ring and up the entrance ramp.
Jillian: Wow, what a match with Yokozuna showing Becca who’s stronger
Gold: Anytime, anytime.
Kim: What was that- Hold up I’m getting word that there’s an incident in the back.
The camera cuts to the backstage area. Steel whips Wendy Lindquist into the hallway wall, Wendy grunts and flops onto her back. Stel kneels down over Wendy and sprays her eyes with pepper spray, Wendy screams and throws her hands over her face. Steel tosses the empty spray can to the floor and drags Wendy to her feet, she scoops up Wendy and rams her back against the fire extinguisher hanging on the wall. Wendy grunts as she collapses onto her stomach. Steel stomps the small of her back and chuckles.
Wendy, eyes still stinging from the pepper spray tries to crawl away but Steel straddles her back and clamps on the camel clutch. Wendy screams and cries out for help. Two muscle-bound female security guards rush down the hall, Steel hears their approach and runs off leaving Wendy behind.
Monica emerges from the maintenance closet and kneels down beside Wendy.
Monica: Such a heinous attack. Cut to commercial.
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Stacie Tovar vs Morgen Uceny
The camera cuts to the backstage area, Stacie stands beside Monica, dressed in a blue sports bra and pink thong and barefoot, She smirks and stands with her arms folded as she glares into the camera.
Monica: Stacie, Earlier tonight, Trish and Jennifer beat up on Kristen Graham per your request. What do you have to say for yourself?
Stacie: (snatches the mic out of Monica’s hand) I don’t know what you’re talking about, Trish and Jennifer acted of their own accord, I was simply talking to them earlier about how I wish someone would rough Kristen up a bit.
Monica: You expect me to believe that?
Stacie: Who cares what you think, you’re paid just to stand there and ask stupid questions. If you say anything else without my permission I’m going to clobber you.
Monica nods.
Stacie: Morgen Uceny is due for a first class beating, and I don’t want to keep her waiting. (shoves the mic to Monica and storms off camera.)
Monica: Back to you.
The camera cuts to the announcer’s table.
Jillian: Stacie’s got a real fire raging inside her, I see a potential title reign in the near future for this girl.
Kim: She’s smart, strong and willing to do whatever it takes to win. I have to admit I’m looking forward to see what she does.
Gold: I should take this girl under my wing and train her, I think we would both benefit from it.
Stacie struts out onto the entrance stage, the crowd jeers and boos her as she walks down the ramp, she climbs onto the apron and pumps her fist over her head and climbs through the ropes., she paces around the ring and hops up onto the top turnbuckle and squats down.
Morgen sprints out onto the entrance stage in her bare feet and dressed in a pink bikini. Stacie hops off the turnbuckle and gazes at Morgen as she climbs up onto the apron. As Morgen climbs through the ropes, Stacie lunges and knees Morgen in the abdomen. Stacie grabs Morgen by the throat and hooks her arms around the top rope. Morgen thrashes about trying to get out from between the ropes. Stacie slaps Morgen hard across her chest. Morgen grunts and doubles over. Stacie lifts Morgen up in a vertical suplex and slams her to the canvas.
Morgen rolls out of the ring and leans against the apron, Stacie drops onto her rear as she slides across the canvas, Morgen sidesteps and Stacie slides off the edge of the apron. Morgen stomps the small of Stacie’s back, she drags Stacie to her feet and leads her over to the ring steps, Morgen grabs the back of Stacie’s head, Stacie reverses and slams Morgen’s face against the ring steps. Morgen grunts as she flops onto her back. Stacie grabs Morgen’s hair and drags her to her feet.
Morgen elbows Stacie’s groin, Stacie grunts and drops to one knee. Morgen scoops up Stacie and drapes her over the security barrier, Morgen slams her heel down across the back of Stacie’s head. Stacie flops down into the front row of seats, a fan helps her to her feet, Stacie shoves the woman back and charges at Morgen. Morgen hops up onto the security barrier and dives off catching Stacie in the chest with the drop kick, Stacie stumbles and collapses into a male fan’s lap. Stacie slaps away the man’s probing hands and lunges and tackles Morgen to the floor.
Stacie drags Morgen to her feet, she whips Morgen into the security barrier, Morgen yelps as she topples over the barrier and crashes to the ringside floor. Stacie climbs up onto the security barrier and dives off, Morgen rolls out of the way as Stacie’s elbow collides with the thinly padded ringside floor. Morgen kips up and kicks Stacie in her ribs, she drags Stacie to her feet and wrenches her arm behind her back. Stacie moans as pain surges through her aching elbow, she grits her teeth, she twirls off sweeps Morgen off her feet. Stacie crouches down beside Morgen grabs her arms with both hands and slams her knee into Morgen’s elbow.
Morgen sits up screaming as she clutches her elbow. Stacie smirks and wraps her legs around Morgen’s arm and grips her wrist with both hands. Morgen screams and arches her hips; she thrashes about trying to shake Stacie loose. Stacie’s grip tightens on Morgen’s arm. Morgen screams and pounds her other fist against the canvas. Bridgett crouches down beside Morgen and ask if she wants to submit. Morgen shakes her head and says no, Morgen reaches out and manages to grasp the bottom rope. Bridgett calls for a rope break.
Stacie breaks the armbar, she drags Morgen to her feet, and scoops her up. Morgen reverses momentum and drives Stacie’s head against the canvas. Morgen flips Stacie onto her back. 1…2…Stacie kicks out, Morgen gives Stacie a hard slap across the abdomen, Stacie grunts and rolls towards the corner. Stacie staggers to her feet, Morgen charges Stacie, she grabs her wrist and whips her into the ropes, on the rebound Stacie catches Morgen across the chest with the running clothes-line. Morgen collapses onto the canvas. Stacie stands over Morgen, she presses her heel down on the small of Morgen’s back and pulls up on her wrists.
Morgen screams and rocks her body back and forth trying to throw Stacie off balance. Stacie stomps the small of Morgen’s back and chuckles. “Why do you be smart and submit? Stacie screams at Morgen. “Do you think I enjoy seeing you suffer? Well actually I do.”
Morgen clenches her fists, she flexes her biceps and powers out of Stacie’s grip, Stacie stomps on Morgen’s back. Morgen scrambles to her feet, she bounces off the ropes and knocks Stacie off her feet with a running drop kick. Morgen sits Stacie up, she sits down in front of Stacie and wraps her legs around her torso, Stacie flails her arms as Morgen tucks her head under her armpit. Stacie screams as Morgen pushes down on the back of her head.
Bridgett crouches down and asks Stacie if she wants to submit. Stacie screams that she’s going to kick Morgen’s ass when she gets free. Morgen chuckles as her legs tighten around Stacie’s waist. Stacie clenches her fists, she slips her arms free and slams her fist into Morgen’s chin. Morgen grunts and flops onto her back. Stacie crawls on top of Morgen and throttles her. Morgen coughs and gasps for air as Stacie tightens her grip on Morgen’s throat. Stacie stands up and pulls Morgen to her feet, she goes for a kick, but Morgen drops onto her stomach and slides between Stacie’s legs. Stacie turns and elbows the back of Morgen’s neck as she gets to her feet. Stacie locks her arms around Morgen’s waist from behind and connects with a bridging German Suplex.
1…2….3. Bridgett raises Stacie’s arm in victory. Stacie pulls her arm free and kneels down beside Morgen, she slaps Morgen across the face and tells her this is what you get if you mess with me. Stacie kicks Morgen in the ribs and grind dances over Morgen. Stacie rolls out of the ring, she smiles and rubs a finger down her sweat drenched abdomen.
Jillian: Another impressive win by Stacie, and I expect no less from her.
Gold: (applauds) Well done, girl. Maybe I should be taking pointers from her. I wonder who Stacie’s next opponent is going to be?
Kim: Who knows, but I have to say I feel bad for whoever it’s going to be, because Stacie is on a roll so far.
Jillian: Let’s go to the back where Monica is standing by with Brenda Raganot.
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Diana Dennis vs Brenda Raganot
The camera cuts to the backstage area, Brenda stands beside Monica dressed in a purple bikini. She smirks and waves to the camera.
Monica: Tonight you’re up against Diana Dennis, anything you’d like to say about her before the match.
Brenda: (sweeps her hair off her shoulder) Yeah, look out Diana because I’m coming for you, and when you hear the three count it’s going to be my arm raised in victory.
Monica: Wow, strong words. Back to you, ladies.
The camera cuts to the announcer’s table.
Jillian: Brenda talks big, but let’s see if she can back it up when she’s in the ring with Diana.
Gold: I wouldn’t mind if Diana taught her a hard lesson, in fact I hope she squashes Brenda.
Kim: Go, Brenda.
Jillian: Be quiet unless you’re going to root for our pick.
The crowd bursts into a standing ovation as Brenda walks out onto the entrance stage, she bows her head and sprints down the ramp and slides into the ring, she stands beside Ref Bridgett with her hands on her hips.
Diana is showered with boos as she emerges from the back, she mimes brushing dirt off her shoulder as she struts down the ramp and climbs into the ring. She walks over and locks eyes with Brenda, Brenda puffs out her chest and flexes her biceps. Diana smirks, she lunges and slaps Brenda across the face. Brenda rubs her cheek as she scowls at Diana. Diana flexes her biceps and taunts Brenda and the crowd.
The bell rings, Diana and Brenda with the collar and elbow tie-up in the center on the ring, their arms muscles bulging and straining as they struggle to force the other to their knee. Brenda grimaces as she feels her knees bending, she grits her teeth and pushes back, Diana smirks and pushes Brenda down onto her knees, In desperation, Brenda head butts Diana’s groin. Diana grunts and stumbles back, cursing under her breath. Brenda rushes at Diana and connects with a drop kick to Diana’s knee. Diana falls to her knees, she glares up at Brenda.
Brenda grabs a handful of Diana’s hair and pulls her up to her feet, Diana locks her arms around Brenda’s waist and connects with the belly to belly suplex. Diana gets to her feet and stomps Brenda’s upper back. Brenda grunts and rolls towards the apron. Diana crouches low and beckons to Brenda as she pulls herself to her feet. Diana charges and lunges at Brenda. Brenda twirls out of the way, Diana dives through the ropes and crashes onto the ringside floor. Brenda climbs to the top turnbuckle and flexes her arms for the crowd, she dives off the turnbuckle as Diana rolls onto her back.
Diana rolls out of the way, Brenda screams as her elbow connects with the thinly padded ringside floor. Diana rises to her feet, she scoops Brenda up and rams her back into the ring apron. Brenda grunts as she falls to the floor. Diana presses her foot on Brenda’s throat and flexes a most muscular pose. Brenda grabs Diana’s ankle trying to push it away. Diana leans down and slaps Brenda across the face. Diana pulls her foot off Brenda’s throat, she drags Brenda to her feet and whips her into the steel corner post. Brenda grunts as her face collides with the unforgiving steel post and topples onto her back. Diana scoops Brenda up and dumps her onto the ring apron, she rolls back into the ring and drops down over Brenda.
1…2… Brenda gets a shoulder up, Diana curses and drags Brenda to her feet, she whips Brenda into the ropes, on the rebound Brenda catches Diana with a drop kick to her midsection. Brenda sits down by Diana’s head and wraps her legs around Diana’s throat. Diana claws at Brenda’s legs as she gasps for air. Tap out, tap out now, Brenda shouts at Diana. Diana tells her ‘not in this lifetime, and not to a chump like you’. Brenda tightens hr grip on Diana’s throat. Diana rolls onto her belly, using the strength of her powerful legs, she pushes herself to her feet taking Brenda along with her. Brenda shakes her head, Diana smirks and falls back driving Brenda’s back onto the canvas.
Brenda and Diana get to their feet at the same time, Diana grabs Brenda by the throat and forces her into the corner, she delivers a vicious slap to Brenda’s chest. Diana lifts Brenda up onto the top turnbuckle, Diana mounts the second rope and tucks Brenda’s head under her armpit. Brenda low blows Diana’s crotch, Diana grunts as her back collides with the canvas. Brenda dives off the turnbuckle and connects with an elbow to Diana’s chest, she rolls on top of Diana and hooks her leg.
1…2….Diana barely kicks out. Brenda screams and tugs on her own hair in frustration, she pulls Diana to her feet. Diana kicks Brenda in the groin. Brenda grunts and drops to one knee. Breathing heavily, Diana scoops Brenda up body slams her onto the canvas. Diana straddles Brenda’s waist, she grabs Brenda’s wrists and pin them against the canvas just over her head.
1…2…3. Bridgett raises Diana’s arm in victory. Diana stands with one foot on Brenda’s throat and flexes a double biceps pose.
Gold: (applauds) Bravo, Diana, Bravo. What a nice victory.
Diana bows her head to Gold and smirks, she gestures for Gold to join her in the ring. Gold nods, she throws off her headset and climbs into the ring. Gold and Diana stand back to back as they hit a most muscular pose. Brenda rolls onto her stomach and crawls towards the ring apron. Diana sees Brenda out of the corner of her eye and grabs her by the ankles, she drags Brenda to her feet and holds her arms behind her back. Gold smirks, as she raises up her fist the lights go out for several seconds.
The lights come back on. Diamond stands behind Gold, she taps her on the shoulder. Gold spins around in shock, Diamond lifts Gold across the back of shoulders, before she can hit the Diamond cutter, Diana shoves Brenda to the canvas and tackles Diamond. All three women spill to the ringside floor. Gold and Diamond are already trading blows as they get to their feet.
Diamond catches Gold’s wrist and wrenches it over her head. Gold kicks Diamond in the groin, Diamond drops to her knees. Gold snaps her fingers. Hellga and Venom rush down to ringside, they surround Diamond and slowly start to close in around her. Diamond gasps as she realizes there’s no escape for her. Gold, Hellga, Venom and Diana pounce, they pummel Diamond until she’s down on both knees. Hellga stands behind Diamond and pulls her arms behind her back, Venom connects with a spinning heel kick to Diamond’s jaw.
Hellga steadies Diamond, Gold kneels down in front of Diamond and slams her fist into her abdomen. Gold laughs as Diana slams her heel down on the top of Diamond’s head. Diamond’s head droops. Gold cups Diamond’s chin in her hand and spits in her face.
Ice, Siren, Sky and Elektra storm the ringside area. Gold and company escape through the crowd as Diamond’s gladiator friends come to her aid, they help her and Brenda to the back.
Jillian: We’ll be right back with our main event after these commercial messages.
Kim: Hey, I wanted to say that.
Jillian: Too late, sweetie.
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Kim: I hope Kristen is up to the challenge after Trish sprayed perfume in her eyes earlier.
Jillian: I’m sure she’s furious and ready to take her anger out on Trish. But she better keep her head clear if she hopes to win this match, if not she’s going to be tapping out.
Kim: Agreed.
The crowd is on their feet booing as Trish walks out onto the entrance stage followed close behind by Jennifer Louwagie. Trish is dressed in a pink feathery robe, her hair cascading down her back, she rolls into the ring as Jennifer walks towards the announcer’s table and sits down between Jillian and Kim.
Jennifer: Hello ladies, how’s it going?
Kim: Uh…Fine.
Jillian: (shakes Jennifer’s hand) it’s a pleasure to have you out here at ringside.
Jennifer: Thanks. Trish looks really good tonight; she’s going to destroy Kristen with ease. And if you believe me yet, then you’ll see for yourself. What do you think, Kimmy?
Kim: (nervously) Let’s go Trish.
Jennifer: (playfully slaps back on the back) Well said, sister.
Trish paces around the ring, she slowly and seductively unties the belt on her robe and slides it off her torso, revealing her muscular physique clad in a leopard print bikini, she tosses the robe over the top rope and gyrates her hips , several men in the crowd wolf-whistle at her. Trish smirks and playfully slaps herself on the rear. Ref Bridgett rolls her eyes and shakes her head.
Kristen ran out onto the entrance stage, she slide into the ring and glared at Trish with her teeth gritted and fists clenched. Trish smirked and twirled her finger in her hair. Kristen walked over to Trish and slapped her hard across the face. Trish called Kristen a bitch and went to slap her, but Kristen caught her wrist in mid-air, Kristen grabbed Trish’s throat with her other hand as Bridgett called for the bell. Trish smirked and poked Kristen’s eyes three stooges style.
Kristen yelped and stepped back rubbing at her eyes. Trish snuck up behind Kristen and locked her arms around her waist. Kristen flailed her body as Trish tightened her powerful grip on Kristen’s waist. Kristen gasped as the air was pushed out of her lungs. Kristen pushed down on Trish’s wrist. Trish growled and suplexed Kristen over the top rope, Kristen crashed to the thinly padded ringside floor. Kristen groaned as she rolled onto her stomach clutching her back. Trish slid out of the ring, she pulled Kristen to her feet and whipped her into the security barrier. Kristen grunted as her knee collided with the barrier, she fell to her hands and knees. Trish climbed onto the apron, she ran to the edge and dove off slamming her elbow down on Kristen’s upper back.
Trish stomps the small of Kristen’s back with a sadistic grin stretched across her lips, she grabs two big handfuls of hair and jerks Kristen to her feet, Kristen elbows Trish’s abdomen, Trish grunts and doubles over, Kristen tucks Trish’s head under her armpit and drives her head onto the ringside floor. Kristen pulls Trish up and drops her onto the ring apron, she climbs up onto the apron as Trish gets to her feet, Trish grabs the sides of Kristen’s head and drops to her knees slamming Kristen’s neck against the top rope. Kristen’s head snaps back and she crashes to the ringside floor.
Trish leans over the top rope and chuckles as Kristen staggers to her feet. Kristen lunges, she grabs Trish’s ankles and jerks her off her feet and pulls her out of the ring. Trish grabs the bottom rope, she slips a foot free and grazes Kristen’s jaws. Kristen stumbles back and presses her hand over the side of her mouth. Trish struts up to Kristen and slams her fist into her abdomen. Kristen doubles over. Trish scoops up Kristen, she drops to one knee and slams Kristen down across her bent knee, she chuckles and pulls down on Kristen’s chin and legs.
Bridgett rolls out of the ring, she kneels down in front of Kristen and asks if she’s ready to submit. Kristen clenches her fists and screams that it’s going to take more than this to make her submit. Trish smirks and lifts Kristen up and slams her back down across her knee. Kristen screams and flails. Trish tells Kristen that she’s far from done with her and the pain is just beginning. Kristen grabs a chunk of Trish’s hair and tugs hard. Trish yelps and shoves Kristen to the ringside floor. Kristen staggers to her feet clutching her back; she laps Trish across the face as she’s getting up.
Trish snarls and rakes Kristen’s face. Kristen covers her hands over her face and stumbles blindly around the floor. Trish walks up behind Kristen and kicks the back of her knee, she whips Kristen back into the ring, Trish flips Kristen onto her stomach and places Kristen’s leg between her thighs and laid down on her back and locked her arms around Kristen’s head. Kristen screamed as immense pain coursed through her body, Trish grinned at the sound of Kristen’s pain filled screams. Kristen reaches for the ropes, she manages to grab the bottom rope, Bridgett orders Trish to break the hold.
Trish breaks the hold, she pulls Kristen to her feet and whips her into the ropes, Kristen rebounds and knocks Trish to the canvas with a ring shaking clothes-line. Trish rolls to her feet and crawls towards the ropes, Kristen grabs her ankles and flips her over into the Boston Crab. Trish moans and pounds her fists on the canvas, Kristen grins and leans back. Trish flails her arms and manages to grab the bottom rope. Bridgett orders Kristen to break the hold, Kristen complies without hesitation. She bends down and grabs Trish’s wrist and pulls her up to her feet.
Trish lunges and knees Kristen’s groin. Kristen drops to her knees. Trish pulls Kristen’s arms behind her back as she presses her heel against Kristen’s upper back. Kristen shakes her head and chews on her lower lip. Trish smirks and jerks back harder on Kristen’s arms. Kristen’s screams echo throughout the arena, tears stream down her face as Trish amps up the pressure. Trish chuckles and shoves Kristen onto her stomach.
Trish breathes a sigh of relief, she rolls onto her side and clutches her shoulders, she winces as Trish pulls her to her feet. Trish leads Kristen over to the ropes, she presses Kristen’s throat against the top rope, Kristen gasped for air as Trish locked her arms around her throat and the rope. Kristen elbowed Trish’s abdomen, Trish grunted but kept a firm grip on Kristen’s throat. Kristen elbowed Trish waist several more times. Trish scooped Kristen up and body slammed her onto the canvas. Trish leapt into the air and connected with a leg drop across Kristen’s throat.
Trish dragged Kristen to her feet, she tucked Kristen’s head between her legs and pile drove her head down onto the canvas. Kristen laid spread eagled on her back. Trish pulled Kristen to her feet, she stood with her chest pressing against Kristen’s back, she hooked Kristen’s arm and wrapped her other arm around her throat, she shook Kristen from side to side. Kristen screamed as she flailed her free arm. Trish dropped to the mat taking Kristen along with her and wrapped her arms around Kristen’s waist. Kristen groaned and stretched out for the rope, but it was too far away. Trish tightened her grip on Kristen’s waist.
Just as Bridgett knelt down in front of her, Kristen tapped her free hand against the canvas. Bridgett called for the bell, she went to raise Trish’s arm in victory but Trish refused to let go. Bridgett tugged on Trish’s arm and pried it from around Kristen’s throat. Trish broke the hold and stood up, her fists raised in the air, a triumphant grin stretched across her lips.
Jennifer threw off her headset, walked out from behind the announcer’s table and rolled into the ring, she gave Trish a high-five. Trish and Jennifer dragged Kristen to her feet and slung her into the corner. Stacie Tovar walks out onto the entrance stage with a cocky grin on her face, she struts down the ramp and rolls into the ring, Stacie walks over to Kristen and gives her a hard slap across the chest. Kristen grunted and glared at Stacie. Stacie gestures to Trish and Jennifer, they nod and each grab one of Kristen’s wrists and whip her out of the corner, Stacie lunges and knocks Kristen to the canvas with a vicious lariat. Stacie kneels down over Kristen and screams in her face.
Stacie: Well, Kristen, have you decided when you’re going to give me my rematch?
Kristen: (Lifts her head up weakly) Unrestrained, you can have your rematch then, I’ll let you decide the type of match, because I beat you before and I’ll do it again.
Stacie smirks, she grabs Kristen by her hair and repeatedly slams the back of her head against the canvas. Stacie pulls Kristen to her feet and drives her knee into Kristen’s groin. Kristen doubles over and sinks to her knees. Trish and Jennifer grab Kristen by her elbows and lift her up to her feet.
Terri Gold runs out and storms the ring, As Stacie turns Terri connects with a clothes-line. Stacie grunts as her back hits the canvas. Terri goes for a drop kick on Trish, Trish sidesteps and Terri flops hard onto her back. Jennifer leans Kristen in the corner and grabs Terri by the hair as she getting to her feet, she waggles a finger in Terri’s face and lifts her over her head like a barbell, Jennifer press slams Terri onto her stomach, Terri lies spread-eagled on her belly.
Trish straddles Terri’s back and rubs her face against the canvas, Stacie gets to her feet and gestures to Kristen, Jennifer nods and grabs Kristen’s wrist, Trish pulls Terri to her feet, they Irish whip Terri and Kristen into one another. Terri and Kristen collide, they grunt and collapse onto their back. Stacie presses her heel down on Kristen’s chest and hits a double biceps pose. Jennifer scoops Terri up and body slams her on top of Kristen.
Stacie: Keep your nose out of my business, Terri Gold, or you’re going to be the next one on my list. (Kicks Terri in the ribs)
Stacie, Trish, and Jennifer roll out of the ring and walk to the back. Ref Bridgett rolls back into the ring and checks on Kristen and Terri.
Jillian: What a way to end the night, I feel sorry for Kristen and Terri, but in a way they had it coming, Stacie is not someone you should piss off.
Kim: Stacie is going to get hers one day, and I hope I’m there to see it. Kim Lyons and Jillian Michaels out, join us next week for another exciting episode of Friday Night Carnage.
The camera fades to black.
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Emma Hartley vs Victoria D’ariano
Most of Emma’s guests had left the party at her beach house when Victoria walked in the front door, Victoria strutted through the living room and grabbed a red solo cup off the table. Emma approached Victoria and offered her hand which Victoria shook eagerly.
“Hey, nice to meet you, I’m Emma and welcome to my party.” Emma said, glancing down at Victoria’s biceps.
“Is something wrong, what are you staring at?” Victoria said, she smirked when she realized what Emma was looking at.
Emma shook her head and apologized. “I didn’t mean to stare, I was just thinking how great your biceps looks.
Thanks, yours don’t look so bad yourself.” Victoria said, she lifted up her left arm and flexed it, her bicep bulged with thick veiny muscles.
Emma take a small step back at the sight of Victoria’s bulging bicep, she felt her jaw drop and quickly composed herself before Victoria noticed her shock. Emma grinned and flexed both of her arms, her biceps swelled and bulged with thick veiny muscles. “But I think mine are better.”
Victoria’s lips quivered, her eyes widened despite from the initial shock, she pulled off her t-shirt and threw it onto the floor, she flexed a double biceps pose in her red sports bra and jeans. The remaining party guests start to gather around the self- proclaimed bicep queens and argue amongst themselves over who looks stronger. Victoria drops her arms at her side, she glances around the room, she stares out the patio window and grins. “Why don’t we go out on the patio and see whose biceps really is stronger?”
Emma rubs her chin thinking it over. Her guests talk in hushed tones wondering if she going to accept. Emma walks towards the patio door and slides it open, she gestures to the outside and bows her head low. “Sure thing, But I think I’m the one who’s going to win. Guests first.”
Emma’s party guests file out onto the patio, Victoria picks her t-shirt off the floor and drapes it over her shoulder, she se struts up to the patio door and stops, she looks over at Emma and grins. “Don’t be silly, I can tell by looking at you that I’m much stronger, and I’m gonna have fun proving it.” Victoria playfully slaps Emma’s cheek and walks out onto the patio. Emma grunts and closes the door behind her.
Emma walks to the edge of the patio and steps down onto the beach, she gestures to the barbell. “Well, go ahead, it’s only 200lbs but show us what you got.”
Victoria walks up to the barbell and frowns. “You don’t have anything heavier. Oh well, here goes.” Victoria squats down and grips the barbell, she raises it up to her waist, takes a deep breath and grunts as she lifts it effortlessly over her head. Emma gasps as Victoria’s biceps swell up to twice their size, Victoria glances over at Emma, she can see the fear reflected in Emma’s eyes. She smirks and steps back dropping the barbell at her feet, she crosses her arms across her chest. “Your turn, Emma.”
Emma grins, she walks up to the barbell and raises it up to her waist, inhales deeply and grunts as she hoists it over her head. Victoria’s eyes widen, she stares openmouthed as Emma’s biceps bulge with thick vein covered muscles and swell up to twice their size. Emma pulls her left hand off the barbell and holds it over her head one handed. Victoria gawks as Emma drops the barbell onto the sand and steps back onto the patio, her guests applaud and tell Emma she’s the winner.
Victoria tosses her t-shirt onto the beach, she curses and stamps her feet and pokes her own chest. “They’re friends of yours, so of course they’ll say you won, but there’s one last way to prove who’s stronger, let’s duke it out, and whoever’s left standing will be declared the winner.”
Emma struts up to Victoria and shakes her hand. “That’s fair with me, but I hope you won’t be too embarrassed after you lose.”
Victoria smirks. “I’m not going to-
Emma lunges and knees Victoria’s groin, Victoria grunts and doubles over. Emma scoops up Victoria and slams her onto the edge of the patio. Victoria grunts and clutches her back. Emma grabs Victoria by the hair and jerks her to her feet. Victoria slams her fist into Emma’s abdomen, Emma grunts and doubles over clutching her midsection. Victoria snarls and bashes her forearm across Emma’s chest knocking her onto her back. Victoria smirked and stomped on Emma’s left knee. Emma screams and rolls towards the shore line.
Emma pushes herself to her knees as the tide laps at her knees, Victoria twists Emma’s hair in her hand and smirks, Emma groans and scoops up a handful of sand, she tosses the sand into Victoria’s eyes as she gets back onto her feet. Victoria screams and rubs at her eyes. Emma runs and tackles Victoria to the sand, they roll along the shore, screaming and trading blows to the abs as they pull on each other’s hair.
Victoria lands a fist to Emma’s chin, Emma grunts and pushes herself away from Victoria. As Victoria get to her feet, Emma connects with a hard kick to her abs, Victoria grunts and doubles over, Emma grabs the sides of Victoria’s head, she leaps up and drives Victoria’s face into the sand. Emma laughs and steps on the back of Victoria’s head, pressing her face deeper into the wet sand. Victoria flails her arms as she struggles to pull her face out of the sand, Emma jerks Victoria to her feet, grabs the back of her head and slams her forehead on the patio railing.
Victoria grunts and flops onto her back, she spits out a mouthful of sand and clutches her forehead. Emma grabs Victoria’s ankles and locks on the sharpshooter. Victoria moans as Emma leans back further intensifying the pressure on Victoria’s legs and back. “Why don’t you give up now and admit that I’m stronger.” Emma shouts over her shoulder.
Victoria screams and claws at the sand; she shakes her head and shouts that she’ll never admit anything crazy like that. Emma sneers, she breaks the hold and drags Victoria to her feet, Victoria knees Emma’s groin, Emma grunts and rams her elbow into Victoria’s jaw. Victoria and Emma lock up at the edge of the shore, the tide lapping at their ankles, their arms bulge and swell as they struggle to force the other to their knees. Victoria’s eyes widen as Emma starts pushing her back deeper into the water, Victoria moans and grits her teeth as she pushes Emma back away from the shore. Emma grunts and with a big surge of energy forces Victoria to her knees, she bends Victoria’s back down towards the water. Victoria moans as her back brushes against the surface of the water.
Emma laughs and forces Victoria’s head under the water, she holds Victoria under water for several seconds then lifts her up over her head , she charges and slams her down on the hard wooden patio floor. Victoria grunts and clutches her back, she rolls onto her stomach and crawls towards the patio doors, Emma stomps her upper back with a sadistic grin twisted on her lips, she straddles Victoria’s back and dug her fingernails down Victoria’s back. Victoria screams and begs for Emma to stop, her pleas fall on deaf ears as Emma drags Victoria to her feet, she tucks Victoria’s head under her armpit and drives the back of her head onto the patio floor.
Victoria lies spread-eagled on her back, Emma squats down on Victoria’s chest and slaps her face, she pulls open Victoria’s eyelids. Emma sits up and sighs. “Well, I guess I showed her who’s stronger. Guess I might as well have some fun with her.”
Emma pokes Victoria’s biceps with her fingers, they’ve gone soft and squishy from the pounding they’ve taken. Emma squeezes Victoria’s biceps and smirks, she sits Victoria up and plops down behind her, she grabs Victoria under her elbows and waves Victoria’s arms at her guests. Emma’s guests break into raucous laughter, they catcall and mockingly wave back to the unconscious Victoria. Emma pulls Victoria’s arms behind her back and lifts her to her feet, she drapes Victoria over her shoulder and carries her to her car and dumps her in the front seat. “When you wake up, drive yourself home, come back when you’re strong enough to challenge me.
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Katie Chimes vs Sarah Hayes
Sarah, dressed in a skimpy blue bikini, walked down to the shore of the beach, she spread out her towel and laid down to soak up some sun, her body glistened with sweat, she put on her sunglasses and rubbed a dab on sunscreen cream on her nose. She was nearly asleep when a shadow fell across her; she bolted upright and looked over her shoulder for the source of the shadow. “Katie Chimes, what are you doing here?”
Katie stared down at Sarah with a big grin stretched across her lips, she stood with her arms folded across her chest, and her lithe muscular body glistened with sweat in her skimpy pink bikini. “Hi, Sarah, I was in the neighborhood and decided to drop by and she how you were, I hope I’m not interrupting anything.”
Sarah shook her head; she slid her sunglasses up onto her forehead and narrowed her eyes at Katie. “Not really, I was just working on my tan, since you’re already here, what is it that you want?”
“We’re both women dedicated to muscles and strength, so I thought maybe we’d have a little contest to find out which of us is stronger, how about it?” Katie grinned and offered Sarah her hand.
Sarah stared at Katie’s extended hand; she chewed on her lower lip mulling the decision over for what seemed like several moments. She gave Katie the once over as she rubbed her chin. Finally she threw back her head and laughed; she doubled over from laughter and clutched her sides. “You want to challenge me, are you serious, I already know I’m bigger and stronger than you?”
Katie puckered her lips and glared at Sarah, her hands clenched into fists, her entire body started to quiver. “I guess you must be afraid to fight me? I didn’t know you were a coward.”
Sarah froze when she heard the word coward, she walked up to Katie and stood with their chests pressing together, and she glared into Katie’s eyes. “I’m no coward, and I’ll prove it to you. I’ll fight you anytime, anywhere, even here and now.” Sarah raised her arms at her side and hit a double biceps pose, her biceps bulged and swelled, thick ropy veins run down from her shoulders to her wrists.
Katie stepped back, her eyes widened at the sight of Sarah’s massive muscular veiny arms, she took a deep breath and flexed her own arms, while not as massive as Sarah, her arms bulged with rippling rock hard veiny muscles, grinned and kissed each of her biceps. “Let’s do this right now, unless you really are scared.”
Sarah cocked her eyebrow; she smirked and nodded at Katie. “Not bad, but I still think I’m superior. Fine, if you want to fight, let’s do it.” Sarah crouched down and held her hands out in front of her.
Katie grinned; she locked hands with Sarah at the edge of the shore, the morning tide lapping at their feet. Both women grunted as they strained to push the other back onto their knees, Sarah gritted her teeth and pushed Katie towards dry ground, Katie’s eyes filled with fear, she snarled as Sarah forced her down to one knee; Katie lowered her gaze towards the ground and sniffled.
Sarah chuckled and forced Katie down onto both knees. “Oh, what’s the matter, Katie, Am I too strong for you?” Sarah threw back her head and laughed.
Katie raised her head and glared up at Sarah, suddenly a big grin spread across her lips, she pushed herself back to her feet with ease, and Sarah scoffed in disbelief as she found herself down on both knees instead, her eyes widened as Katie’s biceps bulged with thick veiny muscle. Sarah stared openmouthed at Katie’s deceptively strong physique.
Katie leaned in close to Sarah’s face, a wide smirk plastered across her lips. “Guess you forgot that you should never fully trust someone simply by their appearance. I’m going to enjoy teaching you what happens when you underestimate your opponent.” Katie chuckled and landed a hard knee to Sarah’s waist, Sarah doubled over, Katie grabbed Sarah’s wrists and flung her towards the edge of the beach, and Sarah skidded twenty feet along the surface of the sand and came to stop only when she crashed into a no littering sign.
Sarah shook her head as she rose to her knees, before she could assess her situation, Katie stomped down on her upper back and slammed her face into the sand. Sarah pulled her face up and spit out a mouthful of sand, she rolled onto her back and sat up; Katie stood a few steps back watching as Sarah stood up and glared at her. Sarah gave a great bellowing roar and charged, Katie smirked, and she lunged and caught Sarah in the chest with her heel.
Sarah grunted as her back hit the sand. Katie leaned over Sarah and gloated in her face. “I’m going to decimate you, and there’s nothing you can do about it.” Sarah stuck out her tongue; she scooped up a fistful of sand and tossed it in Katie’s eyes. Katie reared back and rubbed at her eyes. Sarah chuckled as she rose to her feet; she slammed her fist into Katie’s abdomen. Katie grunted and doubled over; Sarah drove her knee into Katie’s chin. Katie grunted as she flopped onto the sand.
Sarah snarled and stomped repeatedly on Katie’s midsection, Katie grunted as each blow found its mark. Katie sneered, she grabbed Sarah’s ankle and jerked her off her feet. Sarah yelped as she fell onto her back, Katie pounced onto Sarah and pummeled on her chest. Sarah threw up her hands and slapped at Katie’s face. Sarah squirmed as Katie dug her fingers into her meaty veiny forearms. Katie rose up her knee and brought it down hard on Sarah’s groin.
Katie pulled Sarah to her feet and kneed her in the groin. Sarah stumbled forward and dropped onto all fours. Katie landed a hard kick to Sarah’s ribs. Sarah flopped onto her side and clutched her ribs. Katie pressed her heel in Sarah’s face. Sarah grunted and rolled onto her stomach, she sat up on her knees breathing heavily. Katie lunged and caught her across the jaw with a spinning heel kick. Sarah groaned and flopped onto her back. Sarah pressed her palm over her jaw where Katie kicked her and moaned, she rolled onto her stomach and started crawling towards the parking lot.
“Where do you think you’re going, Sarah? I’m just starting to have some real fun.” Katie said and chuckled, she walked up beside the crawling Sarah and pressed her feet down on the small of Sarah’s back, and Sarah moaned and clawed at the sand in front of her. Katie bent down and stroked Sarah’s back. “You were foolish enough to agree to this fight, so you’re not done until I say you’re done. Understand.”
Sarah continued to moan; she flailed her arms and screamed for help. Katie laughed and straddled Sarah’s waist, she ran her fingernails down Sarah’s broad ripped muscular back. Sarah groaned as Katie’s fingernails dug into her flesh. “Please let me go.” Sarah said and clasped her hands together.
Katie pressed her finger against her chin as if considering Sarah’s request, she grinned and shook her head. “Why should I let you go, I‘m having too much fun.” Katie smirked and rubbed Sarah’s face into the sand, she stood up and grabbed a fistful of Sarah’s hair and jerked her to her feet. Sarah landed a hard elbow to Katie’s chest. Katie grunted and stumbled back, she quickly regained her balance and charged, and she leapt into the air and connected with a dropkick to Sarah’s groin. Sarah grunted and flopped onto her back, she moaned as she clutched her groin.
Katie pulled Sarah to her feet, she scooped her up and draped her across the back of her shoulders, Sarah screamed and flailed her arms as Katie pulled down on her head and legs. “How do you like my torture rack, Sarah, does it hurt yet?” Katie strutted along the shore of the beach parading Sarah over her shoulders like a new scarf. Tears streamed down Sarah’s face, her body racked with pain, she didn’t know how much longer she could hold out against Katie.
Katie chucked and tossed Sarah onto her back. Sarah sighed with relief, but her relief quickly turned to fear as Katie lifted her over her head and pressed her like she was a barbell, Sarah flailed her limbs wildly. Katie smirked and press slammed Sarah onto the sand. Sarah rolled onto her side and clutched her abdomen. Katie turned and kicked sand in Sarah’s face. Katie grabbed to fistful of hair and pulled Sarah up to her feet; she leapt up and drove Sarah’s face into the sand.
Sarah moaned and staggered to her feet, she stumbled towards the shore; Katie ran up behind her, grabbed the back of her head and drove her face into the sand. Sarah grunted and lay spread-eagled on her stomach. Katie nudged Sarah’s ribs with her foot. “Have you given up now, what a shame, I thought you were much stronger than this. Oh well, guess I’ve got a new toy to play with.” Katie dragged Sarah away from the shore and rolled her onto her back.
Katie sat Sarah up and squeezed her bicep; it felt soft and squishy to the touch. “I thought you’re biceps were hard, but they feel just like silly putty, guess that must be my fault. Maybe I should have gone easier on you.” Katie slapped Sarah across the face and laid her on her back, she straddled Sarah’s waist and grabbed her wrist and poked her bicep, she ohhed and ahhed mockingly. “You need to work out more Sarah; your biceps should be firm and hard.”
Sarah begun to stir, her eyelids fluttered open, she grabbed Katie by the waist and tried to shove her off her abdomen. Katie locked her legs around Sarah’s waist and squeezed tight, Sarah pressed against Katie’s legs trying to slip free. Katie traced her finger along the ridges of Sarah’s washboard chiseled abs, she shook her head and gave Sarah a hard slap to her weakened abs. Sarah grunted and gritted her teeth. “Please, let me go, I can’t take anymore, you’ve proven your point.”
Katie smirked and cupped her hand around her ear and leaned down close to Sarah’s face. “I’m sorry, I couldn’t hear you, and could you say that louder.”
“You’re superior, I can’t compete against you.”
Katie punched Sarah’s bicep. “Say I’m the best.”
“You’re the best!!!”
“Louder!”
You’re the better woman; I submit to you, I’ll never be able to beat you. You’re the queen of the world!!!!!”
Katie patted Sarah on the cheek and grinned. “Good girl, at least you know your place in the world.” Katie tickled Sarah’s abdomen. Sarah burst into uncontrollable laughter; she giggled and flailed her legs. Katie grinned and joined in Sarah’s laughter.
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Kimberly ‘Jade’ Rogers vs Ivory
The camera fades in on the announcer’s table, Kim Lyons and Jillian Michaels smile and wave at the camera.
Jillian: Welcome back to Friday Night Carnage, and we have an exciting night in store for you. Our first match of the evening is Jade vs Ivory.
Kim: Monica is standing by with Ivory.
The camera cuts to the back, Ivory is dressed in a red leather bikini, she smiles and waves to the camera.
Monica: Ivory, word throughout the back is that Sable has been pretty upset with you since her match with Stephanie Mcmahon, what do you plan do if you comes after you.
Ivory: She can come after me if she wants, but I’m going to put a hurting on her if she tries any funny business. Besides, my main focus is my match with Kimberly Rogers, I heard she’s an American Gladiator; well she stepped into the wrong arena tonight. I-
Stacy Keibler: (walks on camera) Sable is going make you pay for failing her when she needed you, you’re not going to know when I come after you until it’s too late. (jabs her finger on Ivory’s chest)
Ivory: (smirks and slaps Stacy’s hand away) Come get me any time you think you’re ready, I’ll be ready for you.
Stacy: Just you watch your back, because nobody’s going to help you. (walks off camera)
Monica: Ivory, -
Ivory: (pushes past Monica) I don’t have time to answer your silly questions.
Monica: (shrugs) Back to you, Kim and Jillian.
The camera cuts back to the ring area. Ivory walks out onto the entrance stage, the crowd is on their feet clapping and shouting Ivory’s name. Ivory bows at the head of the ramp, she sprints down the ramp and slides into the ring. Ref Molly Holly pats her down for foreign objects, she gives the all clear, Ivory goes in a neutral corner and perches on the top turnbuckle.
Jade sprints out onto the entrance stage dressed in her American Gladiator outfits, she waves to her fans as she skips down the ramp and rolls into the ring, Jade glares at Ivory, she flexes her right arm and kisses her bicep.
Ivory walks up to Jade and offers her hand. Jade shakes Ivory’s hand. They lock up in the center of the ring as the ref calls for the bell, Jade grins and slings Ivory, she skids halfway across the canvas and grabs the ropes to keep herself from sliding through the ropes, she kips up and charges Jade, Jade lunges and knees Ivory’s midsection, Ivory grunts and doubles over clutching her midsection. Jade grabs the sides of Ivory’s head, she leaps up and drives Ivory’s face against the canvas, Kim drops down onto Ivory and hooks her leg.
1…2….Ivory kicks out, Jade gets to her feet and grabs a fistful of Ivory’s hair and pulls her up. Ivory thrusts her palm against Jade’s throat. Jade staggers back rubbing on her throat, Ivory charges and dropkicks Jade into the ropes, Jade hooks her arms over the top rope to keep her balance, her feet slip and her arms tangle up in the top and middle ropes.
Ivory walks up and gives Jade a hard slap across the chest, Jade grunts and struggles to free her arms from the ropes, she pummels Jade with a flurry of fists to the chest and chin. Ivory knees Jade’s groin and laughs, she cups Jade’s chin in her hand and slaps her across the face. Ivory untangles Jade from the ropes, she tucks Jade’s head under her armpit and raises her fist in the air, Jade catches Ivory with a hard elbow to the midsection, she scoops Ivory up and body slams her onto the canvas, she drops a knee on Ivory’s chest and presses her hands on Ivory’s shoulders.
1…2… Ivory flips Jade onto her back, she rolls on top of Jade and throttles her throat, Jade rakes Ivory’s chest, Ivory yelps and jumps back, Jade rolls to her feet and locks her arms around Ivory’s waist, she connects with a german suplex, Ivory rolls onto her side clutching her right shoulder.
Jade pulls Ivory to her feet, she grabs Ivory’s wrist and whips her into the corner, Ivory grunts as her back collides with the turnbuckle. Jade cartwheels into the corner and connects with the handspring elbow. Ivory grunts, she staggers out of the corner, Jade grabs the back of her head and connects with the running bulldog. Ivory lies spread-eagled on her stomach, Jade rolls Ivory onto her back, she drops down over Ivory and hooks her leg.
1…2…..Ivory barely kicks out, Jade sits up, her eyes wide with disbelief, she stands up and holds three fingers in Molly’s face. It was two, Molly tells her. Jade grabs a fistful of Ivory’s hair and pulls her to her feet. Ivory kicks Jade in the groin, Jade doubles over clutching her groin. Ivory clamps Jade in a side headlock and leaps forward, driving Jade’s face against the canvas. Ivory rolls Jade onto her back and hooks her leg.
1…2…Jade kicks out, Ivory gets up to her knees and hammers Jade’s midsection with her fist. Jade grabs Ivory’s wrist and wraps her legs around her arm and pulls Ivory down to the canvas. Ivory flails her free arm as Jade arches her hips, Ivory screams and slaps her palm against the canvas, Molly calls for the bell. Jade stands up as Molly raises her arm in victory. Jade rolls out of the ring and walks up the ramp, she stops and hits a double biceps pose for the crowd and then disappears into the back.
Jillian: Good win by Jade with that brutal armbar, she could’ve broken Ivory’s arm.
Kim: Jade is a submission expert, you should expect no less from her.
Ivory staggers into the corner clutching her right shoulder. She cocks her head towards the ramp as Stacy and Victoria walk out onto the entrance stage, they sprint down the ramp and roll into the ring. Ivory drops to her knees and holds her hands up in front of her and shakes her head, Stacy and Victoria grin as they close in around Ivory. Stacy lunges and drives her knee into Ivory’s chin. Ivory grunts as she falls back, the back of her head collides with the middle turnbuckle. Victoria pulls Ivory up, she yells wildly and hits Ivory with the widow’s peak. Ivory lies spread-eagled on her stomach, Stacy plops down on Ivory’s back and clamps on the camel clutch, she pulls back on the sides of Ivory’s mouth as Victoria slaps her across the face.
Jade rushes back into the ring, Victoria lunges, Jade scoops up Victoria and tosses her out of the ring, she grabs two fistfuls of Stacy’s hair and slings her off Ivory, Stacy rolls to her feet and charges Jade, Jade kicks Stacy in the stomach and connects with the stone cold stunner. Jade helps Ivory to her feet and leads her out of the ring.
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Alundra Blayze vs Kristen Graham
The camera cuts to the back, Monica Brant s standing beside Laura Creavalle and Denise Rutkowski dressed in matching green bikinis.
Monica: It looks like you’re ready for this upcoming Sunday at Unrestrained, how do you plan on going into your match with Dale Tomita.
Laura: (grabs the mic) Dale’s a joke, she’s not much of a challenge for me so I’ll just have to pound on her a little bit and she’ll be finished. (turns to Denise) isn’t that right.
Denise: I’m dale tomita, and there’s no way I can win against a superior foe like Laura. (drops to her knees, she presses her palms together and shakes her head) Laura, please don’t make me kiss your ass and feet.
Laura: You’re going to kiss my ass and you’re going to like it, Dale. (Laura and Denise chuckle and high-five) That’s how it’s going to go at Unrestrained, and Dale, I got some extra chap stick if you need it. (Denise pats Laura on the back and they walk off camera.)
Monica: (turns to the camera and smiles) Back to you ladies.
The camera cuts to the announcer’s table, Kim and Jillian are joined by Stacie Tovar.
Jillian: Welcome, Stacie, and as always it’s a pleasure to see you out here,
Stacie: Thanks, I’m glad to be here. And tonight, I’m going to reveal the type of match that I’ll be facing Kristen in at Unrestrained.
Kim: What is it, we all wish to know.
Stacie: (wags her finger) Not yet, Kim, I’m waiting for the right moment.
Alundra Blayze walks out to a standing ovation as her music blares over the loud speakers, she sprints down the ramp and rolls into the ring, Ref Molly Holly stands in the center of the ring. Alundra climbs up to the top turnbuckle and holds her fists in the air. The crowd’s deafening roar echoes throughout the arena.
Kristen walks out onto the entrance stage dressed in a pink sports bra and black shorts. She wiggles her hips at the head of the ramp, the crowd applauds and shouts her name repeatedly. Kristen hits the double biceps pose and runs down the ramp, she hops up onto the apron and slides in the ring under the bottom rope. Kristen approaches Alundra with her right hand extended. “It’s an honor to meet you in the ring Miss Blayze.”
Alundra nods and shakes Kristen’s hand. “Thanks, but you better get the stars out of your eyes, cause I’m here to kick some butt and win matches.”
Kristen and Alundra each take a step back and crouch with their hands on their knees sizing one another up. Molly calls for the bell. Alundra charges, she lunges and drives her knee into Kristen’s midsection. Kristen grunts and stumbles back into the corner. Alundra tucks Kristen’s head under her armpit and drives her head onto the canvas. Kristen rolls onto her side clutching her forehead. Alundra grabs two fistfuls of Kristen’s hair and pulls her to her feet, she grabs Kristen’s wrist and whips her into the ropes.
Kristen bounces off the ropes and catches Alundra with a big boot to the chest. Alundra grunts as her back collides with the canvas, Kristen leans over Alundra and grabs her shoulders. Alundra slams her heel into Kristen’s abdomen and shoves her back into the ropes, Kristen leaps into the air and drops her elbow onto Alundra’s chest. Alundra rolls onto her stomach, she crawls towards the ropes. Kristen grabs Alundra’s ankles, Alundra manages to grab the bottom rope, she pulls herself out of the ring and slips out of Kristen’s grasp, she paces in front of the announcer’s table glaring up at Kristen.
Kristen mounts the top rope and dives off, she goes for the cross body slam, but Alundra catches her in mid- air and body slams her onto the announcer’s table but the table remains intact. Stacie leans in Kristen’s face and tells her she’s going to feel even worse at Urestrained, Kristen tells Stacie to bite her and that she’s going to win both matches. As Kristen sits up, Stacie rakes her eyes and tells her to guess again.
Alundra gets in Stacie’s face and tells her to back off, Stacie folds her arms across her chest and says nothing. Alundra pulls Kristen off the table, she goes for the Irish whip, Kristen reverses and sends Alundra careening face-first into the steel corner post. Alundra grunts and flops onto her back. Kristen pulls Alundra to her feet and tucks her head between her knees, she lifts Alundra onto her shoulders and power-bombs her through the announcer’s table splitting it down the middle. Kristen pulls Alundra to her feet and whips her into the ring.
Alundra staggers to her feet as Kristen rolls into the ring, Alundra charges and stomps the back of Kristen’s head. Kristen grunts and throws her hands over her head. Alundra slams her heel down on Kristen’s hand. Kristen screams and clutches her hand, Alundra bounces off the ropes and catches Kristen with a dropkick to the side of her head. Kristen flops onto her side, she grunts and sits up in a dazed stupor. Alundra pulls Kristen to her feet, she tosses Kristen onto her back with the armdrag takedown. Alundra keeps latched onto Kristen’s arm with the armbar as she drags Kristen to her feet.
Kristen presses her palm against Alundra’s chin, Alundra kicks Kristen in the abdomen, Kristen grunts and doubles over, Alundra adds pressure to Kristen’s trapped arm. Kristen grits her teeth as she inches her way over to the ropes. Kristen grabs the top rope, Molly orders Alundra to break the hold. Alundra grips Kristen’s wrist, she shouts and kicks Kristen in the elbow. Kristen winces and pulls her wrist loose from Alundra’s grasp. Alundra charges and rams her shoulder against Kristen’s abdomen, Kristen stumbles back into the ropes and crashes to the ringside floor.
Alundra climbs onto the ring apron and squats down, yelling at Kristen to get up. Kristen staggers to her feet and stumbles toward the apron. Alundra dives off the apron and connects with a forearm across her chest. Alundra scoops Kristen up and dumps her onto the ring apron, she slams her fist into Kristen’s chin and rolls her back into the ring. Alundra climbs to the top turnbuckle and leaps off, she lands a leg drop across Kristen’s throat. Alundra ppulls a dazed Kristen to her feet, she locks her arms around Kristen’s waist and connects with a bridging German suplex.
1…2…3. Molly calls for the bell, she raises Alundra’s arm in victory as she releases Kristen and gets to her feet. Kristen rolls onto her knees and pounds her fist on the canvas. Alundra holds out her hand to Kristen, Kristen shakes Alundra’s hand as Alundra pulls her to her feet and hugs her and tells her maybe next time.
Stacie throws off her headset and rolls into the ring, she runs up behind Kristen and slams her fists across her upper back. Kristen drops to her knees as Alundra drops and rolls out of the ring. Stacie pulls Kristen to her feet and lifts her up in the vertical suplex, she runs and powerslams Kristen to the canvas. Stacie stands with her foot on Kristen’s chest as she hits a most muscular pose, she gestures to the back. Trish Swander and Jennifer Louwagie storm the ring, Jennifer hands Stacie a dog collar with a long chain connected to it, Jennifer and Trish grab each of Kristen’s arms and lift her into a seated position. Stacie smirks and places the dog collar around Kristen’s neck. Stacie grabs the chain and jerks Kristen to her feet. Kristen claws at the dog collar, Stacie jerks the chain, Kristen stumbles and drops onto all fours. Kristen glares up at Stacie.
Stacie kneels down in front of Kristen and pats her on the head. “Stay, be a good girl. Kristen, I’ve decided the match, and it’s going to be a kennel match. We start off the match with dog collars around our necks attached to a chain, the winner of the match is the first person who stuffs their opponent into a dog crate. That’s the match I’ve chosen, and you have no say about, you’ll have to fight me that way or forfeit the match. Good luck.” Stacie stands up, she rears back and slams her heel in Kristen’s face. Jennifer and Trish each wrap an arm over Kristen’s head and drives her head onto the canvas. Kristen lies spread-eagled on her stomach.
Stacie rolls out of the ring and takes her place back at the announcer’s table as Jennifer and Trish drag Kristen out of the ring and drags her up the ramp by her leash.
Kim: happy now, Stacie.
Stacie: You better believe it blondie.
Jillian: Good strategy, Stacie, way to humiliate your enemy when they least expect it and can’t put up much resistance.
Stacie: Thanks, and I think I hear it’s time for a commercial.
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Dallas vs Summer Sanders
The camera cuts to the Bad Gladiators locker room, Dallas is sitting on the bench lacing up her boots as Monica Brant walks into the room.
Monica: I’m here with Dallas, the leader of the Bad Gladiators. Dallas, with your new position as leader of the group, aren’t you worried that someone may try to usurp your authority.?
Dallas: (chuckles) Why should I be worried about such nonsense. I’m the world’s strongest Gladiator and I have the belt to prove it. (pats the Gladiator’s title belt strapped around her waist. Who’s brave enough to challenge me.
Crush: (walks out of the shower dressed in her gladiators outfit) Big talk for someone who cheated me out of my job. I was the leader once, and I have a feeling I will be again.
Dallas: Not while I’m in command. I beat you in the Battle Royale and I can beat you anytime.
Crush goes to slap Dallas, but Dallas grabs her wrist, she scoops Crush up and body slams her into the lockers. Dallas pushes past Monica, Crush gets up onto her knees and glares as Dallas walks out of the locker room. This isn’t over, Crush says through gritted teeth.
Monica, sensing the rage in Crush, nervously backs up towards the door.
Monica: Back to you, Jillian and Kim.
Stacie: Dallas should put Crush in her place, there’s no reason Dallas should put up with such defiance.
Jillian: Agreed. Dallas is the leader, and she needs to remind Crush why that is.
Kim: But Dallas better focus her attention on Summer sanders, or it may cost her the match.
Stacie: (chuckles) Summer has no chance against Dallas.
Dallas walks out onto the entrance stage, the crowd boos and calls her a traitor, Dallas yells at them to sut up as she struts down the ramp. Dallas rolls into the ring, she unstraps her title belt and holds it over her head and hands it to Ref Molly Holly.
Summer sprints out onto the entrance stage, the crowd gives her a standing ovation as she runs down the ramp and rolls into the ring, she glares at Dallas as she slowly approaches the center of the ring. Dallas offers Summer her hand, Summer glances at her hand and then at the crowd, Summer shakes Dallas’s hand, Dallas smirks and whips Summer into the ropes, on the rebound Dallas catches Summer with a knee to the midsection, Summer drops to one knee. Dallas grabs a fistful of Summer’s hair and drags her to her feet, Summer lunges and kicks Dallas in the groin. Dallas grunts and doubles over, Summer bounces off the ropes and lands a dropkick to Dallas’s forehead. Dallas grunts and flops onto her back. Summer stands over Dallas and rakes her chest, Dallas sweeps Summer’s legs knocking her to the canvas.
Dallas gets to her feet and drops her elbow down on Summer’s chest. Summer grunts and rolls towards the ropes, she gets to her feet and glares at Dallas. Dallas charges, Summer ducks down as Dallas approaches and flips her over the top rope, Dallas screams as she crashes to the ringside floor. Summer hops onto the top roe and goes for the frog splash, Dallas draws her knees up to her chest at the last second, Summer grunts as her midsection collides with Dallas’s knees.
Dallas pulls Summer to her feet and whips her into the security barrier, Summer grunts and drops to her knees, Dallas charges Summer from behind and locks her in the full nelson. Summer thrashes about trying to shake off Dallas, but Dallas lifts summer off her feet and drives her back against the thinly padded ringside floor. Dallas scoops Summer up and rolls her back into the ring, leaving only her head sticking out over the edge of the ring apron. Dallas slams her forearm down across Summer’s throat. Summer clutches her throat as she gasps for air. Dallas climbs up onto the ring apron and presses her booted foot down on Summer’s throat, Summer flails her arms and claws at Dallas’s ankle.
Molly starts to count. 1….2….3…4….Dallas pulls her foot off Summer’s throat to avoid being disqualified, she climbs back into the ring and drags Summer to the center of the ring. Dallas leaps into the air and lands a leg drop across Summer’s throat, she drapes her leg across Summer’s throat.
1…2…Summer lifts her shoulder off the canvas. Dallas screams that’s not possible and slams her heel down on Summer’s chest. Summer rolls towards the ropes and pulls herself to her feet, she glares at the smirking Dallas and grits her teeth. Dallas sprints towards Summer, Summer lunges and knees Dallas’s groin. Dallas grunts and drops to both knee. Summer gets behind Dallas and wraps her arms around Dallas’s throat. Dallas flails her arms as Summer squeezes Dallas in her deceptively powerful grip. Dallas staggers to her feet with Summer clinging to her back, Summer wraps her legs around Dallas’s waist. Dallas’s arms droop at her sides.
On the verse of passing out, Dallas runs backwards into the corner, Summer grunts as her back collides with the turnbuckles but manages to keep hold of Dallas. Dallas groggily climbs up to the top turnbuckle. Summer shakes her head and tells her there’s no escape. Dallas pitches forward and both ladies crash to the ringside floor, they both lying spread-eagled on their backs. Summer gets to her feet first, she pulls Dallas to her feet and goes for the Irish whip, but Dallas reverses and sends Summer crashing front first into the steel steps, the impact knocks the steel steps askew. Dallas drags Summer to her feet, she tucks her head between her legs and sets her up for the power-bomb, Summer slams her fist down on Dallas’s head and reverses into a hurricanrana.
Summer staggers to her feet, she scoops up Dallas and body slams her down onto the ring apron. Summer climbs onto the apron and climbs up to the top turnbuckle, she dives off and catches Dallas with an elbow drop to the chest. Summer rolls into the ring and pulls Dallas to her feet, she goes for a whip but Dallas reverses and sends summer into the corner. Summer hooks her arm over the top rope as her back collides with the turnbuckles to keep herself upright. Dallas charges and splashes Summer in the corner. Dallas grabs Summer’s wrist and whips her towards the ropes, on the rebound Summer lands a dropkick to Dallas’s abs. Summer drops down on top of Dallas and hooks her leg.
1…2….Dallas kicks out, Summer rises to her knees and holds three finger up to Molly. Dallas sits up and grabs Summer’s throat. Summer pummels Dallas’s chin with her fists. Dallas gets to her feet and forces Summer into the corner. Dallas knees Summer’s groin, she gives Summer a hard slap to the chest, Summer grunted and slumped down. Dallas chuckled as she pummeled Summer’s abdomen with a series of quick jabs and knees. Summer staggered out of the corner, Dallas grabbed the back of her head and leapt forward driving Summer’s face against the canvas. Dallas dropped down with one knee on Summer’s chest.
1…2…Summer kicked out barely in time. Dallas stood up, she threw her hands up to her temples and screamed, her eyes widened in shock. Dallas leaned down and grabbed a fistful of Summer’s hair. Summer poked her thumbs in Dallas’s eyes. Dallas yelped and stumbled back rubbing at her eyes. Summer stood up and gave the amped up crowd the thumbs up. Summer stalked over to Dallas and locked her arms around her waist and squeezed her tight. Dallas groaned and tried to push down on Summer’s arms. Summer shook Dallas like a rag doll. Dallas slapped Summer’s ears repeatedly. Summer screamed and released Dallas.
Dallas grabbed Summer’s wrist and whipped her into the ropes, Dallas lunged and speared Summer to the canvas. Summer rolled out of the ring, and dropped onto the ringside floor clutching her back. Dallas leaned over the ropes taunting Summer to get back on her feet. Summer got up onto her knees and glared up at Dallas with gritted teeth, she slowly rose to her feet, Dallas leaned down and grabbed a fistful of her hair. Summer climbed onto the ring apron, and kneed Dallas’s groin, Summer grabbed the back of Dallas’ head and slammed her head against the top turnbuckle, Summer climbed into the ring and scooped up Dallas and body slammed her to the canvas.
Summer leaned down in Dallas’s face and told her she’s in for a world of pain. Dallas poked Summer’s eyes and rolled to her feet. Dallas whipped summer towards the ropes, Molly got herself in Summer’s path. Summer collided with Molly in the center of the ring. Molly laid spread-eagled on her back. Summer threw her hands up to her temples and leaned over Molly checking to see if she was alright. Dallas grabbed Summer from behind and locked her arms around her waist squeezing the air out of her lungs. Summer’s arms hung limp at her side.
Crush emerged from the crowd and leapt over the security barrier wielding a steel chair, she rolled into the ring and slammed the chair across Dallas’s back. Dallas dropped to her knees clutching her back. Crush screamed and brought the chair down on top of Dallas’s head. Summer staggered to her knees, her eyes widened as she stared openmouthed at Crush. Crush swung the chair down across Dallas’s back. She noticed Molly starting to stir and rolled out of the ring taking the steel chair with her and ducked down between the ring apron and announcer’s table.
Summer tucked Dallas’s head between her knees, she lifted Dallas up and drove her head down onto the canvas, Summer straddled Dallas’s waist and and pressed her hands down on Dallas’s shoulders. Molly rolled onto her stomach and crawled over to Summer.
1…2….3. Molly staggered to her feet and raised Summer’s hand in victory. Summer stood up and pumped her fists in the air, she rolled out of the ring and staggered up the ramp clutching the small of her back.
Dallas groggily sat up, Crush rolled back into the ring and stood over Dallas, holding the chair in one hand.
Crush: Dallas, you cheated me for leadership of the Bad Gladiators, It’s time I got my power back, At Unrestrained it’s going to be you and me in a Lumberjill match, and when I beat you, I’m going to be leader once more.
Dallas: Fine, you’re on. If you can beat me, I’ll gladly relinquish leadership, but if you lose you’re out of the group.
Dallas staggers to her feet and offers Crush her hand. Crush tells her it’s a deal, she goes to shake dallas’s hand but hits her over the head with the chair instead. Crush rolls out of the ring and struts up the ramp. Molly kneels down beside Dallas and calls for a stretcher.
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Emma Hartley vs Cass Martin
Emma pulled into the parking lot of her gym, she parked in a spot closet to the front door and shut off the engine, she climbed out of her car and walked into the gym, she carried a bottle of wine in one hand, she patted herself on the back over her victory over Victoria. She stooped as she entered the lobby, several gym patrons were gathered around a muscular looking brunette, she lifted a 500lb barbell over her head and held it there for several seconds before dropping it at her feet. The stunned crowd burst into applause.
Emma pushed past the crowd and walked up to the newcomer. “Who are you, and what are you doing in my gym? She set the wine bottle onto the floor and folded her arms across her chest.
The brunette walked up to Emma and offered her hand. “My name’s Cass Martin, it’s nice to meet you.
Emma sighed and shook Cass’s hand, when she went to pull her hand back, Cass squeezed it tightly in her powerful grip, Emma winced and almost fell to one knee. Cass pulled her hand back and stood with her hands on her hips.
Emma gave Cass the once over and chuckled. “This is my gym, and nobody shows off here but me, got it.”
Cass smirked. “Really, well to me it looks like you don’t have much to show off.” Several of the male patrons gathered around Cass ogling her physique, Cass giggled and flexed her arms, her biceps bulged with thick veiny muscles.
Emma nodded and flexed her arms, she grinned and kissed each of her biceps. “There’s only one way to settle this.” Emma walked over to the barbell, she in one fluid motion she lifted the barbell over her head, the patrons ohhed and ahhed at Emma’s feat of strength.
Cass rubbed her chin in contemplation. “There is another way to settle this, why don’t we fight and see who’s really stronger.
Emma dropped the barbell onto the floor and marched up to Cass. “If that’s what you want, you’re on.” Emma offered Cass her hand, Cass slapped it away and gestured to the floor.
Emma and Cass locked up in the center of the gym floor, their muscles bulged as they strained to gain the upper hand over the other. Cass smirked and started to push Emma back, Emma gritted her teeth and dug her heels into the floor, she started to push Cass back. Cass grinned and kneed Emma’s groin. Emma grunted and dropped to one knee. Cass cupped Emma’s chin in her hand and lifted her up to her feet, she gave Emma a hard slap to the face.
Emma stumbled back, several of the gym patrons fled towards the walls. Emma charged at Cass, Cass lunged and drove her fist into Emma’s midsection. Emma doubled over, Cass slammed her fists down on Emma’s upper back knocking her onto her stomach, Emma rolled onto her back, She rolled out of the way just as Cass was about to bring her heel down on her chest. Emma sprung to her feet and speared Cass to the floor, she grabbed Cass’s wrist with one hand and slammed her fist into Cass’s bicep. Cass groaned and clutched her bicep. Emma stood up and stomped Cass’s midsection.
Cass flopped onto her back and threw her hands over her abdomen, Emma grabbed a fistful of Cass’s hair and jerked her to her feet. Cass raked Emma’s eyes. Emma staggered back rubbing at her eyes. Cass lunged and kneed Emma’s abdomen, Emma grunted and staggered back, she lunged and slammed her fist into Cass’s chin. Cass collapsed onto the floor, she grunted and rubbed her chin. Emma grabbed Cass’s leg and kicked her in her thick ripped quadriceps. Cass screamed and tugged on her leg. Emma laughed, she sat down and scissored Cass’s left leg.
Cass screamed and pounded her fists on the floor. Emma grinned and twisted Cass’s ankle, Cass threw her hands up to her temples and gritted her teeth, she thrashed about on the floor trying to slip her leg free. She managed to press her other heel into Emma’s chin. Emma released her leg and stood up. Cass staggered to her feet, she winced and clutched her left leg. Emma stood with her arms folded across her chest and smirked.
Cass lunged and caught Emma in the chest with her heel. Emma grunted as she flopped onto her back. Limping on her left leg, Cass dragged Emma to her feet and head-butted Emma’s forehead. Emma stumbled back, she recovered and threw herself at Cass, knocking her to the floor. Emma stood over Cass and stomped on her biceps. Cass grunted and whined as each strike found its mark. Emma grabbed a fistful of Cass’s hair and pulled her up to her feet. Emma grabbed Cass’s wrist, she pulled Cass towards her and slammed her forearm across Cass’s throat.
Cass hit the floor with a grunt and rubbed at her throat. Emma grabbed Cass’s wrist and scissored her arm, she chuckled and bent back Cass’s hand. Cass screamed and flailed her body. Emma released Cass’s arm, she stood up and stomped Cass’s thigh. Cass rolled onto her stomach and crawled towards the door. Emma straddled her back and pulled her arms behind her back. Cass screamed and tears streamed down her face, she feared Emma would rip her arms out of their sockets. Emma released Cass’s arms and pulled back on her chin. Cass clawed at Emma’s hands.
Emma shouted and shoved Cass’s face against the floor, she stood up and stomped on Cass’s lower back. Cass grunted and clutched the small of her back. Emma leaned over Cass and taunted her. “Get up, if you still have the strength to stand that is?” Emma slapped the back of Cass’s head as she pushed herself up to her knees. Cass grunted and staggered to her feet, she turned towards Emma, Emma kicked Cass in her abdomen, Cass grunted and doubled over, Emma grabbed the sides of Cass’s head, she jumped up and drove her knees into Cass’s forehead.
Cass grunted as she flopped onto her back. Emma grabbed Cass’s ankle, she repeatedly kicked the back of Cass’s knee. Cass screamed and clutched her knee. Cass shoved her other heel into Emma’s abdomen and knocked her onto her rear. Cass grimaced as she struggled to stand up, she limped towards Emma and grabbed a fistful of hair, wincing she pulled Emma to her feet, she gave Emma a hard slap across the face. Emma stumbled back and tripped over the barbell. Cass moaned, her left leg gave out and she dropped to one knee. Unable to capitalize, Cass watched as Emma got back up to her feet, her face twisted with rage.
Emma furrowed her brows as she stalked Cass like a lion hunting its prey, she scooped up Cass and dropped her across the back of her knee, she pushed down on Cass’s chin and injured knee. Cass screamed and flailed her arms. Emma smirked as Cass’s screaming grew louder. The onlookers chewed nervously on their lower lips.
Emma gave Cass a hard slap to her stomach and shoved her onto the floor. Cass rolled onto her side clutching her knee and her back. Emma dragged Cass to her feet, she pummeled Cass with a series of hard fists to the abdomen, slowly forcing the injure Cass into the corner. Cass gasped when she realized she had nowhere to escape. Emma barreled into Cass driving her back against the wall. Cass slumped down onto the floor. She barely got her hands up as Emma clobbered her chest with quick jabs and hard kicks. Cass moaned as Emma jerked her to her feet, Emma scooped Cass up and rammed her back into the wall, a large crack formed on the wall.
Cass lied spread-eagled on her stomach, Emma nudged her with her foot and chuckled. “Well, looks like you couldn’t handle a real strong woman like me. Emma leaned Cass’s back against the wall. Cass groaned weakly unable to move. Emma crouched down in front of Cass and cupped her chin in her hand. “What’s the matter, too weak to move? I’m glad you’re still awake to enjoy this.”
Emma squeezed Cass’s biceps tightly in her powerful grip. Cass shook her head, begging for mercy from Emma, but Emma smirked and paid her no attention. Emma playfully slapped Cass’s abs with her hands. “Oh, you must have took a real beating because your abs feel like pudding.” Emma traced her finger along the ridges of Cass’s abdomen, she feigned awe as she squeezed Cass’s thighs.
Cass continued to plead for mercy, but the smile on Emma’s face said she was having too much fun. The patrons gathered around Emma and Cass, they snapped pictures of Emma groping Cass’s pecs, several of the men snapped selfies and posted them on the internet. One of the men who had been recording the entire fight uploaded the video on Youtube, and it was already going viral.
Emma sat down in Cass’s lap and stroked her broad muscular back. “Hey guys, snap a few more pictures and I’ll autograph them for you.”
The men in the gym burst into applause. Cass moaned, but couldn’t move, her entire body drained of strength as Emma played with her biceps.
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Sarah Hayes vs Suzy Kellner
Sarah ran along the shoreline in a skimpy blue bikini, her thick rippling muscles glistening with sweat, she stopped and leaned over to catch her breath. Wiping the sweat from her brow she walked over and sat down on her towel, breathing heavily she let out a loud sigh and closed her eyes. Sarah opened her eyes when she heard someone clearing their throat.
Suzy stood over Sarah dressed in a black bikini, her arms folded across her chest, she smirked and threw Sarah a dirty look. “Hey there, are you enjoying your nap?”
Sarah sat up and glared at Suzy. “Been a while since I saw you last, what brings you out here?” Sarah stood up, she grabbed her towel and wiped the sweat off her arms and chest.
“I was nearby and heard that you were working out on the beach, so I wanted to pay my good friend Sarah a visit. Is something wrong with that?”
“Friend is such a strong word, what’s the real reason you came down to see me?” Sarah threw down her towel, she chuckled and pressed her palms on her hips.
Suzy lowered her head and glowered at Sarah, she spread her legs shoulder width apart and flexed her arms, her biceps bulged with thick hard veiny muscles. “Fine, I just wanted to show off my new and improved physique, don’t you wish you had muscles like mine?”
Sarah threw back her head and chuckled. “I’ve already got muscles like yours, maybe even better. Sarah hit a most muscular pose, her deltoids and traps flared with thick bulging muscles, her striated chest puffed out and veins running down from her rock hard shoulders to her thick bulging forearms.
Suzy took a step back, her jaw hung open at the sight of Sarah’s massive physique, she shook her head and gritted her teeth. “Are you wearing one of those inflatable muscle suits?” Suzy walked up to Sarah and squeezed her right bicep; Suzy nodded and puckered her lips. “Not bad, but those muscles aren’t worth a lick if you don’t know how to use them properly. Why don’t we find out if they’re just for show?”
Sarah furrowed her brow, she stood so close to Suzy that their chests were pressing together. “If that’s what you, then I’ll gladly oblige you, but don’t run away crying when I kick your ass.”
Suzy and Sarah locked up near the shore of the beach, Suzy smirked as she slowly pushed Sarah down to one knee. Sarah’s eyes widened as she felt her other knee touch down on the sand. Suzy smirked and pushed the kneeling Sarah down toward the shore, the waves lapping at Sarah’s feet. Sarah grunted and pushed back with all her might, she managed to back up onto one knee. Suzy grinned and kicked Sarah in her shrink-wrapped washboard abs. Sarah grunted and doubled over. Suzy scooped up Sarah and body-slammed her into the water.
Sarah scrambled to her feet, she spit out a mouthful of sea water and growled at Suzy and charged, she drove her knee into Suzy’s midsection. Suzy grunted and stumbled back and dropped to one knee. Sarah grabbed a fistful of Suzy’s hair. Suzy tossed a handful of sand into Sarah’s face. Sarah staggered back and rubbed at her eyes. Suzy got behind Sarah and locked her arms around her waist and squeezed her tight, Sarah flailed her body as the air rushed out of her lungs, she clawed at Suzy’s hands and forearms. Suzy chuckled and shook Sarah like a ragdoll.
Sarah slammed her elbow into Suzy’s side, Suzy grunted and continued to shake Sarah, Sarah elbowed Suzy a second time. Suzy lifted Sarah off her feet and hurled her across the shore. Sarah splashed down into the water, she crawled up onto shore, her wet hair hung down in her face, as she got to her feet, Suzy kneed her in the groin. Sarah grunted and doubled over, Suzy laughed and gave Sarah a hard slap across the chest, Sarah staggered back and fell back into the water. Sarah poked her head out of the water and screamed at Suzy.
Suzy grabbed the back of Sarah’s head and held her head under the water. Sarah flailed her arms and splashed about as Suzy chuckled. Suzy grabbed a fistful of Sarah’s hair and dragged her up onto the shore, she stepped on the back of Sarah’s head, pressing her face into the sand. Suzy dragged Sarah to her feet, Sarah spit sand into Suzy’s face, Suzy grunted and rubbed her eyes. Sarah grabbed Suzy’s wrist and slammed her fist into her bicep. Suzy growled and smashed Sarah across the throat with her forearm. Sarah flopped onto her back, she rubbed her throat. Suzy grabbed Sarah’s ankle and repeatedly kicked the back of her thigh.
Sarah screamed and clutched her thigh. Suzy pressed her foot in Sarah’s face. Sarah clawed at Suzy’s ankle. Suzy stomped on Sarah’s abdomen repeatedly. Sarah grunted as each blow found its mark. Suzy leapt into the air and dropped her leg across Sarah’s midsection. Sarah grunted and rolled onto her side. Suzy kicked Sarah across her upper back. Sarah staggered to her feet, Suzy kicked the back of Sarah’s knee, Sarah flopped onto her back. Suzy pressed her foot on Sarah’s throat and hit a double biceps pose. Sarah slammed her fist into Suzy’s knee. Suzy dropped to one knee.
Sarah staggered to her feet, she scooped up Suzy and pressed her over her head like a barbell, Sarah’s right leg buckled, she fell to her knees, Suzy landed safely on her feet, she scooped up Sarah and dropped her across her knee. She held Sarah facedown over her knee and pummeled Sarah’s upper back. Sarah flailed her arms, Suzy pulled down the back of Sarah’s bikini bottom and smacked her across her ass, she shoved Sarah to the ground and stomped the back of Sarah’s head as she stood up. Suzy grabbed Sarah’s wrist and kicked the crook of her elbow, she stomped Sarah’s bicep and chuckled. Sarah laid on her back clutching her right elbow.
Suzy squatted down on Sarah’s chest, she squeezed her throat with both hands and smirked. “Now give up, you’ll never beat me. Say I’m the best and I’ll show mercy to you.”
Sarah nodded weakly, her tongue drooping, her eyes rolled up in their sockets as Suzy cut off her air supply. “I –I Gi- give up.” Tears streaked her face as she choked the words out.
Suzy grinned and let go of Sarah’s throat, she grabbed a fistful of Sarah’s hair and lifted her into a seated position. Suzy knelt down beside Sarah and held out her right arm, Suzy squeezed Sarah’s bicep with one hand and ran a finger along the ridges of her abs, she squeezed Sarah’s triceps and grinned. “Why, your muscles were hard only a few moments ago, now they feel like mashed potatoes. Where did all your strength go?” Suzy ran her hands down Sarah’s broad massive rock hard back. Satisfied, Suzy laid Sarah on her back, she stood with one foot on Sarah’s chest and hit the most muscular pose, the sea breeze swept through her hair.
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Kristen Graham vs Sarah Scholl
Kristen sat down on the weight bench, sweat dripping from her forehead, she wiped her towel over face and laid down on the bench, she gripped he barbell handle and gritted her teeth, she grunted as she unracked the barbell and lowered down onto her chest, she grunted and raised the barbell up fully extending her arms, she did nine more reps and racked the barbell, she sat up, breathing heavily she flexed her right arm her bicep bulged with rock hard veiny muscles.
“Not bad.”
Kristen jerked her up to see Sarah Scholl approaching, a towel draped over her left shoulder, she grinned and stood beside Kristen, a big smirk stretched across her lips. Sarah glanced around the gym. Where’s everyone else?”
Kristen chewed on her lower lip, she grunted and stood up, and placed her hands on her hips. “They’re not here yet, I wanted to get in a quick workout before I opened up for the day.” Kristen folded her arms across her chest. “What brings you here, Sarah?”
Sarah smirked and rubbed her chin. “You don’t sound like you’re excited to see me. And I thought we were good friends.”
Kristen shrugged. “I guess you could see we are, but you always try to upstage me whenever you can. Friends don’t do that.”
Sarah giggled. “It’s always in good fun, don’t be such a stick in the mud.” Sarah playfully patted Kristen on the cheek.
Kristen rolled her eyes, she turned and walked up to the wall length mirror and hit a double biceps pose. She sighed when she saw Sarah’s reflection hitting a side chest pose. Kristen spun and pressed her finger in Sarah’s face. “This is just like you always do, trying to upstage me again.”
Sarah smirked and folded her rock hard vein covered arms across her chiseled chest, she cocked one eyebrow. “If I had to guess I’d say you were jealous of me. I can’t blame you. I’m better built…and much more beautiful.”
Kristen clenched her fists and took a deep breath. “Why should I be jealous of you, you’re just a blonde bimbo.”
Sarah gave Kristen a hard slap to the face, Kristen stumbled back, her back bumped up against the dumbbell rack, she yelped as a dumbbell almost landed on her foot. Kristen walked up to Sarah and jabbed her chest with her finger. “You’re a loudmouth and a big talker. Why don’t we put those muscles of yours to the test.”
Sarah smirked, she flexed her biceps at her side, Kristen gasped and stepped back as Sarah’s arms bulged with thick cannonball biceps and veins running the length of her arms. Sarah grinned and kissed her biceps. “You want to put those little pipe cleaners against my mighty arms. That’s fine with me. This should provide a little bit of fun for the day.”
Sarah and Kristen locked up in the center of the gym floor, Kristen’s arms swell with thick hard muscles as she pushed a bewildered Sarah to her knees. Kristen looked down at Sarah, a cocky smile stretched across her lips. “Well, looks like I made my point, you’re nothing but-
Sarah chuckled and pushed herself back up to her feet, she smirked and slowly started pushing Kristen down to one knee, Sarah squeezed Kristen’s hands. Kristen groaned as she felt her other knee touching the floor. “Sarah looked down at Kristen and smirked. “What were you about to say? Never mind, it doesn’t matter. I’m going to teach you what true power and strength is.”
Kristen whimpered and shook her head, she started to protest, but Sarah cut her off with a knee to the chin. Kristen flopped onto her back with a grunt. Sarah slammed her foot down on Kristen’s abdomen. Kristen screamed and clutched her midsection, she rolled onto her side and pushed herself up onto all fours. Sarah yelled and kicked Kristen in her ribs before she could get to her feet, Kristen fell onto her side and howled in pain.
Sarah leaned down beside Kristen. ”What’s the matter, did I hurt you?” Sarah rolled Kristen onto her stomach, she grabbed Kristen’s wrist and pressed her heel down on Kristen’s upper back and pulled up on her arms. Kristen’s agonized screams echoed throughout the empty gym. Sarah chuckled and slid her foot up onto the back of Kristen’s head.
Tears streamed down Kristen’s face, pain course through her shoulders. “Come on, Kristen. You aren’t trying hard enough, are you ready to admit that I’m superior in every way. There’s no shame in admitting defeat.”
Kristen shook her head. “N- never.”
Sarah released Kristen’s wrist, she stomped the small of Kristen’s back and sighed, she shook her head and squatted down by Kristen’s feet. “You’re stubborn, I guess I’m going to stop holding back and really punish you.”
Kristen snarled and staggered to her feet, she turned and glared at Sarah, Sarah smirked back at her. Kristen charged in a blind fury. Sarah grabbed her by the throat and kneed her groin, Kristen swung her arms recklessly hoping to land a blow to Sarah’s head. Sarah kneed Kristen’s groin a second time. Kristen cried out and doubled over clutching her groin, Sarah lifted Kristen into the air and choke-slammed her onto the floor. Sarah shook her head. “It’s no fun if you you don’t fight back.”
Kristen moaned, she rolled onto her side clutching the small of her back, she groaned as she pushed herself up to her knees, she glared at Sarah as she stood up. Sarah held her right arm behind her back and gestured to Kristen with her left hand. “Tell you what, I’ll give you a handicap, and fight you using only one hand.”
Kristen rushed and threw herself against Sarah, Sarah grunted and slammed her left fist into Kristen’s abdomen, she gave Kristen a hard slap to the face with her other hand. “Sorry, I couldn’t resist.” Sarah said and laughed. Kristen grabbed Sarah’s wrist, she whipped her into the wall, Sarah grunted and flopped onto her back. Kristen sat down beside Sarah and wrapped her legs around Sarah’s neck. Sarah gasped her air and flailed her arms as Kristen squeezed her throat between her thighs.
“What do you have to say now, Sarah?” Kristen laughed and flexed her biceps at her side.
Sarah dug her fingernails into Kristen’s meaty thighs. Kristen broke the hold and slammed her fist into Sarah’s abdomen. Kristen grabbed a fistful of hair and dragged Sarah to her feet, Sarah dropped to her knees and brought her right forearm up between Kristen’s legs. Kristen stumbled back and fell to her knees. Sarah gave Kristen a hard slap to the face, she grabbed the back of Kristen’s head and shoved her groin in her face. Sarah shoved Kristen onto her back, she grabbed Kristen’s ankles and fell back catapulting Kristen face-first into the wall. Kristen grunted and collapsed onto her back.
Sarah stood over Kristen and stomped her upper back repeatedly. Kristen lied helpless on her stomach, the fight drained out of her, barely conscious or aware of her predicament. Sarah knelt beside Kristen and lifted her face from off the floor. “Hey, Kristen, don’t you have something you want to say to me.”
Kristen’s head drooped, Sarah sighed and rolled Kristen on her back, she sat Kristen up and slapped her across the abdomen. Sarah smirked and squeezed Kristen’s biceps. Kristen flitted in and out of consciousness. Sarah scooped Kristen in her arms and laid her down on the weight bench, she sat Kristen up and leaned the back of her head against the barbell. Sarah straddled Kristen’s waist and slapped her abdomen.
“Wait right here, Kristen.” Sarah found a jump rope and bound Kristen’s arm to the barbell handle. Kristen slowly started to regain her bearings, she thrashed about when she found her arms bound. Sarah grabbed Kristen’s chin and leaned in close, her breath warm on Kristen’s ear. “Say it, say I’m superior, Tell me that I’m a muscle goddess, and that you’ll worship me and grovel at my feet.”
Kristen shut her eyes, she lowered her head, tears streaks her face. “You’re superior, you’re a muscle goddess, I worship your massive body and grovel at your feet.”
Sarah covered her hand over her mouth and giggled. “Thank you; you say the nicest things sometimes.” Sarah ran her finger down the side of Kristen’s face, she pushed a loose strand of hair out of Kristen’s eyes, she rubbed the bottom of Kristen’s chin and made cooing noises. “Who’s a good little muscle girl.”
Kristen lowered her head and forced a smile. “I am.” Sarah laughed and squeezed Kristen’s tree trunk veiny thighs, she slapped Kristen across the face and walked towards the door.
“Hey, aren’t you going to untie me.” Kristen shouted.
Sarah stopped in the doorway; she looked back at Kristen and smirked. “You look good that way. Sarah returned a few moments later with her cell phone, she snapped several pictures of Kristen as she struggled to free herself, Sarah sat in Kristen’s lap, she snapped a selfie of herself kissing Kristen on the cheek. “This will look great on my Insta****, don’t worry I’ll make sure to tag you.” Sarah said and walked out of the gym.
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Kristen Graham vs Tara Green-Webber
Kristen grunted as she hoisted the 500lb barbell over her head, the crowd of gym patrons applauded her feat, she grinned and dropped the barbell at her feet. Kristen bowed to the onlookers. “Thank you, I’ve been making gains daily.” Kristen hit a double biceps pose, her cannonball biceps bulged with thick corded veins, the crowd ohhed and ahhed.
Kristen turned at the sound of mock applause, she narrowed her eyes when she saw Tara approach. Tara stopped at the edge of the gym mat, she dropped to one knee and rubbed her chin. “So your max is only 500, that’s pathetic.” Tara stood with her hands on her hips and chuckled.
Kristen clenched her fist. “And I suppose you can do better. By all means, show us what you’ve got.” Kristen stepped aside and gestured to the barbell.
Tara walked over to the weight rack, she grabbed several plates and dropped them in front of the barbell, she loaded the plates up and crouched down gripping the barbell tightly, she grunted as she effortlessly lifted the barbell over her head.
Kristen’s jaw dropped at the sight of Tara’s massive strength feat, she shook her head, not sure if what she was seeing was real.
“1000lbs, I can lift this in my sleep.” Tara smirked and dropped the barbell at her feet. The gym patrons applauded, Tara waved and bowed her head.
“Stop it, don’t clap for her. This is my gym and I won’t stand for being shown up. Get out.” Kristen said through gritted teeth.
“Quit whining, none of us have to leave. Don’t throw a hissy fit just because you’ve found someone who’s stronger than you. Haven’t you heard of the say, there’s always someone better? Well that’s me.” Tara smirked and flexed her arms, her biceps bulged with thick massive veiny muscles.
Kristen’s lip quivered, she chewed on her lower lip. Kristen wiped the sweat off her brow onto the back of her hand. “So you can lift more than me, but can you fight? That’s the only way to prove who’s superior. Unless you’re afraid of me.” Kristen folded her arms across her chest and smirked.
Tara threw back her head and laughed. “Why would I be afraid of you?” Tara asked motioning to the crowd. “Why do you folks think, should I accept her challenge?”
Several of the patrons nodded their assent. Tara nodded back and turned back to Kristen. “The ayes have it, looks like I accept your challenge. It was foolish of you, but I guess you like to learn the hard way.” Tara walked up to Kristen and offered her hand. Kristen glanced nervously at her hand and then to the patrons, she took a deep breath and shook Tara’s hand.
Kristen went to pull her hand away but Tara wouldn’t let go. Kristen groaned and dropped to one knee as Tara crushed her hand in her powerful grip. Kristen wailed and pounded her free fist on Tara’s abdomen. Tara chuckled and jerked Kristen to her feet, she pulled Kristen towards her and locked her arms around her waist. Kristen moaned and shoved her hands in Tara’s face. Tara grinned and shook Kristen wildly. Kristen’s arms hung limp at her sides as tighter and tighter Tara squeezed her waist forcing the air from her lungs. Kristen felt the room begin to spin, suddenly she found herself lying on her back.
Breathing heavily, Kristen stared up at the ceiling, Tara looked down at her, her face plastered with disappointment. “Geez, you’re not much of a challenge. Guess I’m going to need to hold back if I want to have some fun.”
Kristen snarled and jumped to her feet, her clenched fists trembling violently. “Don’t patronize me, I’m not even close to being finished.” Kristen gave a great bellowing roar and flung herself at Tara, she barreled into her massive foe sending both women crashing to the floor.
Tara grunted, she rose to her knees and slammed her fist into Kristen’s chin as she was getting up, Kristen flopped onto her back. Tara stood up, she pulled Kristen to her feet, she tucked Kristen’s head between her legs and squeezed her throat. Kristen whined and flailed her arms. Tara smirked and slammed her fists down on Kristen’s upper back. Kristen dropped to her knees, she continue to struggle btween Tara’s massive tree trunk thighs.
“Do you want to go for a ride?” Tara asked, she grabbed Kristen by the waist and lifted her up onto her shoulders. Kristen shook her head pleading to be put down. “Sure thing I aim to please, Kristen.” Tara said and dropped down onto her rear as she power-bombed Kristen onto the floor. Tara grinned and gave Kristen a hard slap to the abdomen. Kristen groaned as her head lolled to one side. Tara stood up, she looked down at Kristen and shook her head. “Why can’t you put up more of a fight?”
Tara grabbed a fistful of Kristen’s hair and dragged her to her feet, Kristen kicked Tara’s groin, Tara grunted and dropped to one knee. Kristen gave Tara a hard kick to the side of her head. Tara flopped onto her side, she grunted and rolled onto her stomach. Kristen straddled Tara’s back, she pulled back on her chin. Tara screamed and flailed her arms.” Is this good enough for you, Tara?”
Tara clawed at Kristen’s hands, she grunted and pushed herself to her feet as Kristen clung to her back, she reached back and grabbed a chunk of Kristen’s hair and flipped her over her shoulder slamming her back onto the floor. Kristen fell to the mat with a grunt, she rolled onto her side clutching her hip. Tara smirked and stomped Kristen’s hip. Kristen rolled onto her stomach and crawled towards the edge of the mat. The patrons whispered in hushed tones wondering if Kristen was having second doubts.
Tara walked up beside Kristen and stood with one foot on her upper back, Kristen winced as Tara pressed down on her back, and she thrashed her arms and legs trying to put Tara off balance. Tara grabbed the back of Kristen’s sports bra and her bikini bottoms and lifted her over her head like a barbell. Kristen whined and begged Tara to put her down. Tara giggled and dropped Kristen down across her knee, Tara pushed down on Kristen’s head and legs. Kristen screamed and flailed her arms but couldn’t free herself from Tara’s backbreaker hold. “Won’t don’t you just give up. That way you can save some face in front of your friends.” Tara whispered in Kristen’s ear.
Kristen shook her head. “No, I’m not giving up to you. Kiss my ass.”
Tara grinned, she shoved Kristen to the floor, stood up and dropped her elbow onto the small of Kristen’s back, Kristen cried out and pounded her palm on the floor. Tara flipped Kristen onto her back, she grabbed her ankles and locked her up in the Walls of Jericho. Kristen moaned and stretched out her hands towards the gym patrons, but no one dared to move.
Tara looked back over her shoulder. “Should I completely decimate her, or should I show her a little bit of mercy?” Tara asked the crowd of awed onlookers. Tara shrugged her shoulders, she smirked and leaned back further. Kristen screamed and pounded her fists n the floor, tears streamed down her face, her body rack with sobbing. Tara cackled and broke the hold, she dragged the weakened Kristen to her feet and leaned in close.
“I’m not going to knock you out; I want you to be conscious when I utterly humiliate you.” Tara smirked and licked the tears from Kristen’s face. Kristen tried to shove Tara back, but her arms felt heavy and dangled limp at her side. Tara smiled and kneed Kristen’s groin. Kristen grunted weakly and collapsed to her knees, her body rocking back and forth. Tara cupped Kristen’s chin in one hand. Kristen’s eyes drooped, Tara hauled back and gave risten a hard slap to the face. Kristen grunted and fell onto her side.
Tara grabbed a fistful of Kristen’s hair and lifted the dazed beauty up onto her knees. The onlookers nervously edged closed, some of the male patrons pulled out their cell phones and started to film, save for one or two who were already doing so. This is going to be a hit on Youtube one of them blurted out.
Tara burst out laughing at the man’s comment, she turned and winked at the man, she leaned down grabbed Kristen by the wrists and pressed her heel against her abdomen. Kristen screamed weakly, she fear Tara would rip off her arms. “I give up.” Kristen bellowed.
Tara released Kristen’s wrists, Kristen pitched forward, Tara caught her in her arms and cradled her in her arms. She carried Kristen over to the rowing machine and propped her into the seat. Tara stood behind Kristen and squeezed her shoulders, they felt like butter in her hands. Tara gestured to the patrons, they quietly gathered around the rowing machine, some snapped pictures of Kristen’s dazed and agony twisted face. Tara grabbed Kristen by her triceps and held her arms out at her side, she nodded to the male patrons, several of them rubbed and squeezed Kristen’s biceps and forearms, wide grins stretched across their lips. Tara ran her finger down Kristen’s back, she grinned and stroked the small of Kristen’s back as two of the men held each of her arms.
“Are you boys enjoying yourselves?” Tara asked with a devious grin.
“Yes.” They all said in unison.
“Good, cause I’m far from finished with Kristen. Someone secure her wrists to the rowing handle so she can’[t get away.” One man nodded, he retrieved a roll of duct tape and strapped Kristen’s wrists to the handle of the rowing machine. Tara slid her arms around Kristen’s waist and ran her hands up and down her battered abs. Kristen tugged at her restraints, she pleaded with Tara to release herm, but Tara paid no attention and stroked Kristen’s neck and back. “Pleading won’t do you any good, Kristen, because these guys are enjoying themselves too much to help you out.” Tara licked the sweat from the back of Kristen’s neck.
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Kristen Graham vs Anastasia Papoutsaki
Kristen stood in the center of the workout room of her gym working out in front of several gym patrons; she was dressed in a red bikini and a pair and knee-high black leather fur trimmed boots. She grunted as she curled a 200lb dumbbell in each hand, she did ten whole reps, the dumbbells hit the floor with a thud, and she grinned and flexed her arms for the astonished onlookers. Kristen’s massive rock hard biceps bulged with thick ropy veins that ran from her shoulders down to the ends of her forearms. The onlookers snapped pictures as she went through several different poses that showcased her statuesque physique. She traced her finger along a vein on her arm and smirked, then slowly ran her fingers through her hair seductively. “You fellows like what you see, make sure to take lots of good pictures.”
“Are you always this cocky, or is it just when there are a lot of people around?”
Kristen cocked her head towards the front of the gym, Anastasia walked towards her dressed in a black spandex leotard and barefoot. The crowd of onlookers parted and let her pass. She walked up to Kristen and circled around eyeballing every inch of Kristen’s muscular physique. “Nice, looks like you do some serious lifting.”
Kristen stood with her hands on her hips and stared at Anastasia; she smirked and flexed her right arm at her side. “What was your first clue?”
Anastasia halted behind Kristen and smacked her on the rear. “Your glutes need some work, they feel like a wad of play-doh.” She chuckled and rubbed her chin.
Kristen turned and glared at Anastasia, she cocked one eyebrow as she folded her arms across her chest. “Look, I don’t know who you think you are? What gives you the right to come into my gym and criticize me?”
Anastasia giggled and puckered her lips. “Don’t get your panties in a bunch. I just wanted to see if you were up for a little strength comparison, that’s all.”
Kristen dropped her arms at her side, she arched her eyebrows. “Really, you want to test your strength against me. What did you have in mind?” Kristen sat down on the weight bench, she crossed her legs and propped her chin on her hand.
“Why don’t you face me one on one, see if you can actually defeat me with your muscles. That is, if your muscles just aren’t for show.” Anastasia looked down at Kristen with a coy grin stretched across her lips.
Kristen stood up and offered Anastasia her hand. Anastasia shook her hand. “I’ll warn you beforehand, you’re in way over your head. I’m going to mop the floor with you.” Kristen said and squeezed Anastasia’s hand.
Anastasia jerked her hand free, she lunged and slammed her fist into Kristen’s chin, Kristen collapsed onto her back and grunted, she lifted up her head and stared openmouthed as Anastasia. Anastasia flexed in a double biceps pose, her arms exploded with massive thick hard veiny rippling muscles. Kristen stood up and took a step back, her eyes widened and her mouth hanging open.
Kristen hit the most muscular pose, her deltoids swelled up like softballs, her football biceps covered with bulging veiny muscles. “How do you like that, Anastasia?”
Anastasia brushed a loose strand of hair from out of her face and chuckled, She gestured for Kristen to come closer. Kristen edged toward Anastasia, her hands clenched in fists. Anastasia lunged and kneed Kristen in her groin, Kristen grunted and doubled over, she locked hands with Kristen and pushed her back towards the wall, Kristen smirked and began to push back, they came to a standstill, neither able to gain leverage, their arms bulged from the strain of pushing against one another.
Kristen lowered her head and dug her heels into the ground; she gritted her teeth and slowly started gaining momentum. Anastasia chuckled, she squeezed Kristen’s hands almost threatening t crush them, Kristen groaned and dropped to one knee. Anastasia laughed and drove her knee into Kristen’s chin. Kristen grunted, she started to fall back, Anastasia pulled Kristen to her feet, she kneed her groin, and draped her face-down over her knee. Anastasia pulled down the back of Kristen’s bikini bottoms and smacked her hard across the ass cheeks, Kristen winced and cried out as Anastasia gave her another hard smack across her bottom.
Anastasia smirked and shoved Kristen to the floor, she grabbed a fistful of hair and jerked Kristen to her feet, Kristen elbowed Anastasia’s washboard abs, Anastasia grunted and doubled over, Kristen spun and landed a heel kick to the side of Anastasia’s head. Anastasia flopped onto her back, Kristen stomped her across the abdomen. Anastasia rolled back and rolled to her feet, she crouched down and beckoned to Kristen with a cocky grin across her lips. Kristen snarled and blindly charged Anastasia. Anastasia dropped onto her belly and sweep Kristen’s legs from under her. Kristen flailed her arms as she pitched forward and landed hard on her midsection.
Anastasia flung herself onto Kristen’s back and pulled back on her wrists, Kristen screamed, her softball deltoids throbbing with pain. Anastasia stood up and pressed her booted heel on Kristen’s massive chiseled upper back as she continued to pull up on her arms. Kristen screamed and thrashed her legs, she tried to rock back and forth but Anastasia laughed and pulled her up to her feet. Kristen raked Anastasia’s eyes, Anastasia staggered back and rubbed her eyes. Kristen slugged Anastasia hard across the chin, Anastasia fall onto her back and grunted.
Kristen stood with one foot on Anastasia’s chest and flexed her arms, Anastasia gave Kristen a vicious knife-edge chop to the ankle, Kristen stumbled and fell to one knee. Anastasia grabbed a fistful of Kristen’s hair and sling-shotted her halfway across the floor. Kristen slammed down hard at the edge of the mat, she staggered to her feet and stared slack-jawed at Anastasia as she flexed her massive football biceps. Kristen growled and charged her foe. Anastasia lunged, she grabbed Kristen by the throat and crotch and lifted her over her head. Kristen screamed and flailed her arms as Anastasia pressed her like a barbell.
Anastasia chuckled and draped Kristen across the back of her shoulders, Kristen pleaded and shook her head. Anastasia pulled down on Kristen’s head and legs, she strutted around the floor, parading Kristen on her shoulders like a feather boa. Tears streaked Kristen’s face, she pleaded with Anastasia to put her down. Anastasia laughed, she spun Kristen and slammed her down onto her stomach, Kristen rolled onto her side and clutched her midsection.
Kristen staggered to her feet, she bent over with her hands on her knees breathing heavily. She glared up at Anastasia who stood with her hands folded across her chest. Kristen took a deep breath and lunged, she barreled into Anastasia and tackled her to the floor. Kristen straddled Anastasia’s waist and pounded her fists on her chest and abdomen. Anastasia grabbed Kristen’s wrist and flung her onto her back, she grabbed Kristen’s ankles and stomped the back of her knee. Kristen rocked back and forth, Anastasia dragged Kristen to her feet and kneed her groin.
Kristen grunted and doubled over. Anastasia grabbed Kristen by the throat and shoved her back against the wall, she smirked and gave Kristen a hard fist to the abdomen. Kristen grunted and doubled over, Anastasia gave her another hard shot to the abdomen. Kristen dropped to one knee, she glared at Anastasia with her teeth clenched. Anastasia smirked and grabbed Kristen’s wrist, she chuckled and gave Kristen a hard kick to the elbow, she laughed and landed a second kick to Kristen’s bicep.
Kristen whined and clutched her bicep, Anastasia pressed her palm against Kristen’s forehead and slammed the back of her head into the wall. Kristen slumped down onto the floor, her head bobbed up and down as she blinked her eyes groggily. Anastasia pressed her forearm across Kristen’s throat, Kristen clawed at Anastasia’s forearm, but her arms fell at her sides. Anastasia stepped back and gloated and Kristen slumped onto her side.
“Oh, poor Kristen, Are you tired already? Guess I shouldn’t have used my full strength from the very start of the fight. But don’t worry; the pain is over, now is the time for the fun.” Anastasia knelt down in front of Kristen, she sat Kristen up against the wall and squeezed Kristen’s right bicep, she giggled and ran her fingers down Kristen’s chiseled chest, she smirked and ran her hands over Kristen’s obliques. Kristen weakly lifted up her arms and tried to push Anastasia back, Anastasia laughed and swatted Kristen’s hands down. Anastasia squeezed Kristen’s deltoids and chuckled. Anastasia stood up, she grabbed a fistful of hair and dragged the dazed Kristen to her feet. Kristen stood in a dazed stupor, her head drooped, she pitched forward, two gym patrons rushed to her side and grabbed her by the elbows to steady her.
“Thank you, guys.” Anastasia pressed her chest against Kristen’s chest and kneed her groin, Kristen groaned, her legs went limp, Anastasia slid her arms under Kristen’s armpits and lowered her down onto her knees. Anastasia smirked and stroked Kristen’s hair with one hand, she laid Kristen onto her back and laid down across her chest. Anastasia twirled a strand of Kristen’s hair around her finger, she smirked and patted the top of Kristen’s head. “You boys should wipe the drool from your chins, you’re going flood the place. Anastasia said as she looked up at the male gym patrons.
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Danielle Stewart vs Sarah Dunlap
Danielle walked onto the shore of the beach soaked from head to toe, she walked over and flopped down onto her towel, she rolled onto her back, her massive chiseled physique glistening in the sun. She propped her hands under her head and let the sea breeze sweep over her. “Does it get any better than this?” She said out loud to no one in particular.
“Maybe not for you, babe.”
Danielle bolted up and looked back over her shoulder. Sarah Dunlap stood behind her with her arms folded across her chest, she looked down at Danielle and smirked. Danielle scrambled to her feet, she stood with her hands on her hips. “What are you doing here?”
Sarah lowered her head, her eyes peeking out from behind her sunglasses. “Just passing through when I saw you walking back onto shore, I wanted to finally meet you.” Sarah held out her right hand, Danielle crinkled her lips then shook Sarah’s hand.
Danielle grinned, dropping her hand at her side, she grabbed her towel and draped it over her shoulder. Sarah offered to carry her cooler to the car, Danielle thanked her and they walked together up towards the parking lot.
Flipping a switch under the steering wheel, Danielle’s trunk popped open, Sarah sat the cooler in the trunk and slammed the lid down. Danielle thanked once more and began to climb into the driver’s seat, she felt a hand grab her shoulder and pull her back, she turned to see Sarah clutching her shoulder. “What’s wrong?”
Frowning, Sarah raised her sunglasses up onto her forehead. “You’re not leaving already are you? I just got here, I thought we could have some fun.”
Danielle shrugged, scratching her head she closed the driver’s side door and turned towards Sarah, a confused look on her face. “Fun, what kind of fun did you have in mind?”
Sarah chuckled and shook her head. “Look at us, were both strong muscular females, don’t you want to know which one of us is stronger.”
Cocking her eyebrow, Danielle rubbed her chin and gave Sarah the once over, she gasped in awe of Sarah’s physique. Her eyes locked onto Sarah’s massive rock hard veiny biceps, Danielle found herself speechless at the sight of Sarah’s tree trunk thighs. “Wow, you’re packing some serious muscle.”
Sarah threw back her head and laughed, she patted Danielle on the shoulder and wiped a small tear from the corner of her eye. “Thank you, I’ve worked hard to get my body in this condition.” Sarah hit a double biceps pose.
Danielle gasped and stepped back , she felt her back bump against the side of her car. Sarah’s biceps swelled to the size of basketballs, Danielle took a moment to catch her breath. She smirked and hit a most muscular pose, her torso and her arms bulged with massive thick hard veiny muscles. Sarah chuckled and clapped her hands together, she nodded her approval and responded with a most muscular pose of her own. Danielle pressed their foreheads together and gritted their teeth, they growled and switched to a side chest pose. Danielle stepped back, her jaw dropped as Sarah’s deltoids flared and swelled to the size of softballs.
Dropping her arms at her side, Sarah smirked and cupped her chin in her hand. “What’s the matter, do my muscles intimidate you?”
Chewing nervously on her lower lip, Danielle shook her head, she clenched her fists and took a deep breath. “N- No, why should you, is that what you want me to say. I’ll admit, your body looks amazing, but I’m not afraid of you or your muscles.” Danielle walked up to Sarah, their noses nearly touching. “But you should be afraid of me, because I can easily crush you with my strength.”
Smirking, Sarah furrowed her brow and pulled her sunglasses off her forehead and threw them onto the roof of Danielle’s car. “If you think I’m afraid of you, then you must have suffered a head injury recently. Did someone drop a plate weight on your skull?”
Danielle walked and to Sarah and jabbed her chest with her finger. “You want to go, then let’s do this, if you’re tough enough.”
“You’re on.” Sarah and Danielle locked hands in the parking lot, their arms bulged with thick hard veiny muscles as they struggled to gain the upper hand. Sarah smirked and starting pushing Danielle back towards the edge of the lot, Danielle gasped at Sarah’s massive strength, she felt the sand crunching beneath her feet as Sarah continued to dominate with her awesome power. Danielle ripped her hands free and slammed her fist into Sarah’s chest.
Sarah grunted and staggered back, she gave a great bellowing roar and charged, she drove her knee into Danielle’s groin. Danielle grunted and doubled over clutching her groin. Grabbing a fistful of hair, Sarah led Danielle towards the shore, she scooped up Danielle and slammed her back down across her knee. Danielle groaned as Sarah pushed down on her head and legs, she flailed her arms trying to land a blow to Sarah, Sarah laughe and shoved Danielle off her knee, Danielle splashed down into the shallow water, she scrambled to her feet and threw herself at Sarah, knocking her back onto the sand.
Sarah grunted and raked Danielle’s eyes. Danielle screamed and rubbed at her eyes. Seeing her opportunity, Sarah slammed her fist into Danielle’s midsection. Danielle yelled and gave Sarah a hard slap to the face. Sarah staggered back, she gritted her teeth and spread her feet shoulder width apart, she crouched down and held out her hands. Danielle cautiously edged towards Sarah, she locked hands with Sarah and forced her down on her rear. Sarah pressed her feet against Danielle’s abdomen, rocking back Sarah flipped Danielle over and onto her back, Sarah leapt to her feet and straddled Danielle’s waist, she pummeled Danielle’s abdomen with her fists. Danielle grabbed Sarah’s wrist and squeezed hard, Sarah gave Danielle a hard blow to the chin. Danielle grunted and clutched her chin.
Sarah grabbed Danielle by her pig tails and dragged her to her feet, she bent Danielle over and drove her knee into her forehead. Danielle grunted and flopped onto her back. Sarah pressed her foot down on Danielle’s abdomen and flexed her arms. Danielle’s jaw dropped as Sarah’s biceps swelled to the size of basketballs, Sarah looked down at Danielle with a cocky smile stretched across her lips. Danielle grabbed Sarah’s foot and gave it a hard twist. Sarah yelped and jumped back, she rubbed her ankle and glared at the rising Danielle. Danielle’s lips curled into a sneer, she hit a most muscular pose.
Sarah stepped back, she stared openmouthed as Danielle’s deltoids swelled up like softballs, her biceps like vein covered footballs. Danielle bellowed and rush headlong toward Sarah, she locked her arms around Sarah’s waist and squeezed her like a tube of toothpaste. Sarah moaned as Danielle tightened her grip around her waist. Desperate to free herself, Sarah slapped both of Danielle’s ears. Danielle winced, she gritted her teeth and shook Sarah violently. Sarah gave both of Danielle’s ears another hard slap, and then another. Danielle shoved Sarah onto her back and rubbed her ears.
Sarah stood up, walked up to Danielle and head-butted her forehead. Danielle grunted and dropped to her knees. Sarah scooped Danielle up and body-slammed her onto the sand. Danielle rose to her knees, she scooped up a handful of sand and tossed it at Sarah, Sarah ducked, she lunged and bashed her forearm across Danielle’s throat. Danielle flopped onto her side, she gurgled and clutched her throat, her eyes started to glaze over. Sarah dragged Danielle to her feet by her pig tails, she slammed her fist into Danielle’s groin. Danielle grunted and doubled over, Sarah slammed the heel of her foot across the back of Danielle’s neck, Danielle dropped onto her stomach, Sarah straddled her back, she locked her hands around Danielle’s chin and pulled back hard. Danielle screamed and flailed her arms as immense pain shot up her back, she groaned weakly. Sarah leaned down and kissed the back of Danielle’s head.
Danielle moaned, she pleaded for Sarah to let her go, but Sarah shook her head and told her this is what happens when you mess with the best. Tears streamed down Danielle’s face, Sarah smirked and hummed to herself. Danielle’s pain-filled screams grew louder. Sarah told her to give up. Danielle said no and tried to flex her way. Sarah hands slipped apart as Danielle flexed her arms, she sighed in relief as Sarah leaped back and stood with gaping mouth as Danielle staggered to her feet, she turned and glared at Sarah, her fists clenched and trembling, she took a step toward Sarah, suddenly she lurched forward and dropped to one knee. Breathing heavily she lowered her head and clutched the small of her back.
Sarah walked up to Danielle with a bounce in her step, she leaned down and spit in Danielle’s face. “You’re finished, admit defeat and I’ll show mercy to you. There’s no way you can keep this up.” Sarah grabbed one of Danielle’s pig tails and jerked Danielle to her feet, she grabbed Danielle by the throat and crotch and lifted her over her head, Sarah chuckled and walked along the shore pressing Danielle like a barbell. Sarah laughed and threw Danielle into the shallow water, Danielle crawled onto shore, she coughed up a mouthful of water and pushed herself up to one knee. Sarah gave Danielle a hard kick to the ribs, Danielle grunted and flopped onto her side clutching her ribs. Sarah presses her heel down on the side of Danielle’s head. Danielle moaned and flailed her body trying to get Sarah off balance.
“Fool, you’ll never beat me, just give up now and the pain will end.” Sarah dragged Danielle to her feet, she reared back and landed a vicious haymaker to Danielle’s chin. Danielle collapsed on her back, she grunted and sat up groggily, she staggered to her feet in a dazed stupor as Sarah stood watching with her arms folded across her chest. Danielle glared at Sarah, she flexed her arms at her side. Sarah stepped back in horror as Danielle’s arms bulged with thick hard veiny muscles. Danielle smirked at Sarah. “I’m not done yet. Not by a long –
Suddenly, Danielle’s biceps shrank, her arms drooped at her side, she pitched forward and fell onto her stomach. Sarah walked up to Danielle and nudged her head with her foot. “Looks like you’re finished, babe.” Sarah leaned down, she grabbed Danielle by the pig tails and dragged her up onto her knees. Danielle blinked her eyes rapidly, she groaned and flexed her right arm at her side, her bicep swelled to the size of a softball. Sarah smirked and shook her head. “I’m impressed that you still have some strength left, especially after that beating I put you through.” Sarah pressed her palm on Danielle’s chest and gently nudged her, Danielle swayed and collapse onto her back.
Danielle groaned as Sarah straddled her waist, she put her hands up to shield her face. Sarah chuckled and grabbed Danielle’s biceps, she gave them a hard squeezed and giggled. “Looks like your precious muscles have gone soft. On the verge of tears, Danielle pleaded with Sarah to go easy on her. Sarah laughed and poked Danielle’s chest with her finger, she traced her finger along the ridges of Danielle’s shrink-wrapped washboard abs. Danielle reached out to grab Sarah’s wrist, Sarah slapped her hand away and squeezed Danielle’s deltoids. “Too bad, I wanted to keep pounding on you, but your squishy weak muscles won’t be able to put up any more resistance. It’s no fun beating up on someone who can’t defend themselves, so I guess I’ll just play with your muscles instead. Sarah patted Danielle on the side of her face. Sarah scooted back and squeezed Danielle’s thighs, she mockingly ohhed and ahhed as she ran her hands down Danielle’s legs and squeezed her calves. Sarah glanced around the beach. “Damn, I wish there was a crowd around.”
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Shannon Courtney vs Tara Green Webber
Shannon stood in the center of the gym floor, a barbell laid at her feet, drawing a deep breath she squatted down and took a firm grip on the handle, she grunted as she hoisted the heavy barbell over her head and held it there for several seconds giving the crowd of gym patrons time to record video and pictures of her strength feat. Shannon let out a bellowing roar as she stepped back as the barbell thudded onto the floor.
The crowd’s enthusiastic roar echoed throughout the gym and droned in Shannon’s ears, a wide grin stretched across her lips, it was fans like these that made her proud to be a bodybuilder. She blew kisses to her enamored fans, she lowered her head and bowed to the crowd, they started to scream for more. Shannon grinned and gave a thumbs up to the crowd, she puckered her lips and bent down to grab the barbell.
“Is that all you can lift, I could lift that one handed.” A voice called out to Shannon.
Shannon bolted upright glancing around for the source of the voice; she furrowed her brow in annoyance at Tara’s approach. Tara walked towards Shannon dressed in a pink bikini, looking like she was ready for the beach and not the gym. Resting her hands on her hips, Shannon chewed nervously on her lower lip. “What are you doing here, I didn’t invite you, I’m in the middle of something important.”
“That’s not how you greet someone, why don’t you try again with a better attitude. “Tara grinned, she folded her arms across her chest, she lowered her head and stared at Shannon with a smirk of cocky glee.
Shannon found it hard to argue with Tara’s point, stepping over the barbell she walked up to Tara and extended her right hand. Tara gave Shannon’s hand a firm grip and shook it eagerly. “Sorry, welcome to my gym, it’s nice to meet you, Tara; I’ve heard a lot about you.” She grinned, Shannon dropped her hand at her side and gestured to a row of chairs lined up against the east wall. “Have a seat if you’d like, I was just going through my routine for my clients.”
Nodding, Tara walked over and hunkered down in one of the chairs, she crossed her legs and surveyed Shannon as she bent down to grab the barbell. Tara covered her hand over her mouth and cleared her throat as Shannon lifted the barbell level with her waist.
Gritting her teeth, Shannon dropped the barbell onto the floor, she turned and glared at Tara with her arms folded across her chest. “Do you have something you want to say?” She asked, Shannon walked over to Tara, she drummed her fingers on the top of a chair and narrowed her eyes at Tara.
Tara stood up, folding her arms across her chest she smirked at Shannon. “I told you, I can lift that weight one handed, you may look strong, but I doubt you could last long against me.” Tara threw back her head and chuckled loudly for everyone in the gym to hear. Shannon glanced around nervously not wanting to make a scene.
Shannon pressed her finger up to her lip to shush Tara, Tara cocked her eyebrow in puzzlement, she stared dumbfounded at Shannon. “Shhhh, what are you trying to do, embarrass me in front of my clients. I’m a lover not a fighter, but if you really want to, maybe we could fight somewhere more private.”
Rolling her eyes, Tara sighed loudly, shaking her head, she pushed Shannon aside and walked over to the curious crowd. “Hey everyone, I challenged your friend Shannon to a fight, but she’s afraid to fight in front of you, I guess she doesn’t you to see her getting her ass kicked in public. What a shame, I thought she was braver than that.”
The crowd burst into laughter, they talked in hushed tones.
Shannon clenched her trembling hands, she ground her teeth in anger at Tara’s little speech. No one makes light of me in my own gym, she thought as she stomped over to Tara, without a word she grabbed Tara by the shoulder and spun her around to face her. Shannon jabbed Tara’s chest with her finger, “I’m not afraid, I’ll fight you anytime, anywhere. I know I’m stronger than you, and I’ll prove it. Right here, right now.”
“Good, then let’s not waste any more time.” Tara flexed her arms in a double bicep pose.
Shannon’s jaw dropped, she took a step back as she gawked openmouthed. She watched dumbfounded as Tara’s biceps swelled up to the size of basketballs, Shannon had never seen muscle growth happened that fast before, a chill ran down her spine, her heart raced in her chest as Tara smirked and took a giant step towards her.
Leaping back out of Tara’s reach, Shannon ripped off her tank top revealing her bikini top underneath, she flexed her arms at her side, and charges full strength at Tara. Tara’s eyes widened as she halted in mid stride, she gaped in horror as Shannon’s biceps expanded and swelled to the size of soccer balls. Before Tara could react, Shannon barreled into the muscular brunette knocking her onto her back. Tara scrambled to her feet and drew back several paces.
Tara chewed on her upper lip, she glared intently at Shannon. Shannon circled around her sizing her up. Tara clenched her fists and waited for Shannon to make the next move. Shannon halted in front of Tara and held out her hands challenging her to a test of strength. Tara and Shannon locked hands in the middle of the gym floor, both women’s arms bulged with thick massive vein covered muscles. They struggled to push the other back, but neither of them budged. Tara gave a great bellowing roar and with a burst of adrenaline scooted Shannon back a few inches.
Shannon gasped as she found herself slowly being pushed back towards the wall, she never realized how much strength Tara had until now, for the first time today she feared as though she was in over her head. Shannon planted her heels firmly on the floor, she growled and started to push Tara back with her own massive strength. “Looks like we might be even strength wise, but my stamina is greater than yours. Tara, give up now and save yourself the humiliation.”
“You must be joking, the only one who is going to be humiliated is you, I’m going to wipe the floor with you before your adoring fans.” Tara’s lips curled into a sneer, she lived for moments like these, she was ready to show Shannon what true strength looked like. Drawing deep from within herself, Tara found more strength and slowly forced one of Shannon’s knees onto the floor.
Shannon gritted her teeth as she struggled to keep herself on both feet, as hard as she tired she found her knees bending down until they were both touching the floor, pushing against Tara felt like pushing against a boulder. Grunting Shannon continued to push herself back up onto her feet. At the sight of Tara’s massive veiny tree trunks thighs, Shannon found herself questioning her sanity. Am I dreaming, is this woman really this strong? Any minute I’m going to wake up and this will all be over. Shannon grunted as Tara drove a knee into her abdomen, spittle flew from Shannon’s lips as Tara landed another big knee to her midsection, Shannon felt like someone had took a battering ram to her abdomen.
Tara pulled Shannon to her feet, she grabbed Shannon by the crotch and throat and hoisted her over her head, Tara paced in a circle pressing Shannon like a barbell. “I could do this with one hand too, Shannon doll.” She laughed and dropped Shannon onto her stomach.
Shannon grunted as she hit the floor, rolling onto her side she clutched her stomach, wincing she sat up and got back up to her feet. Tara grabbed Shannon’s throat with both hands and shook her. Show no mercy, Tara told herself. Shannon jammed her thumbs in Tara’s eyes. Tara yelped and staggered back rubbing at her watering eyes. Shannon seized her chance and drove her fist into Tara’s midsection. Tara grunted and stumbled back towards the wall, she snarled as Shannon landed another blow to her midsection, she hadn’t expected Shannon to be this strong. Tara gritted her teeth as she braced for a third blow from Shannon. Her abdomen ached from Shannon’s relentless assault. Tara felt her back grazing the wall, her eyes cleared up just in time to see Shannon’s fists hurtling towards her face. Tara ducked under Shannon’s fist, lunging she speared Shannon to the floor.
Tara and Shannon rolled around on the floor pulling each other’s hair and trading blows to their chins. Shannon gave Tara a hard slap across the face, she shouted incoherently and ripped out a chunk of Tara’s hair. Tara yelped and leapt back away from Shannon, she rubbed at her scalp where Shannon had ripped out her hair, she glared at Shannon and then the clump of hair. In a blind rage Tara charged and barreled in Shannon knocking her onto her back.
Shannon rolled onto all fours and scurried away, she leapt to her feet and glowered at Tara, Smirking Shannon flexed in a most muscular pose. Tara slowed to a crawl, her jaw dropped and eyes widened at the sight of Shannon’s growth spurt. Shannon’s deltoids swelled up like softballs, her massive traps peaked out from behind her boulder like shoulders. “Yeah, look at you, who’s scared now, I’m gonna kick your ass.” She smiled with smug confidence.
Tara shook her head, she told herself that she was the best and that she was going to prove it. Standing with her feet shoulder width apart, Tara countered with a double biceps pose, her biceps bulged up like watermelons, she kissed each of her massive biceps and shot Shannon a smug grin. Shannon’s arms dropped at her side, her shoulders slumped at the sight of Tara’s giant biceps. “What’s the matter, Shannon; Have you finally realized that you’re going to lose.”
Shannon clenched her teeth, she bit down on her lower lip, she felt a metallic taste in her mouth she noticed that she had bitten her lower lip hard enough to draw blood, I can beat her she told herself. Shannon rushed headlong into Tara’s abdomen, Tara grunted as her back collided with the floor. Shannon jumped up and grabbed Tara’s ankles, Tara drew her knees up to her massive chiseled chest and sent Shannon stumbling back several feet. Tara rolled to her feet, she growled and charged Shannon, she grabbed Shannon by the shoulders and head-butted her forehead.
Shannon grunted as she flopped down onto her rear, she clutched her throbbing forehead, it felt like someone had taken a sledgehammer to her head. Shannon looked up to see Tara looming oer her, arms folded across her chest. Shannon threw her hands up to shield her face. Shannon winced as Tara tightly gripped her wrists and dragged her up to her feet. Shannon bellowed and gave Tara a hard knee to the groin. Tara grunted and toppled onto her side, she cried out and rubbed her throbbing crotch, Tara felt like some had taken a battering ram to her groin. Shannon stood with one foot on Tara’s chest and flexed her arms cockily.
Tara grabbed Shannon’s ankle and gave it a hard twist. Shannon yelped and dropped to one knee. Grinning smugly, Tara rose to her feet, she grabbed Shannon by the waist and slammed her belly down across her knee. Shannon screamed and clutched her abdomen as she flopped onto the floor. Tara pressed her foot down on the back of Shannon’s neck. “Give up, Shannon, if you keep fighting then it won’t end well for you.” Tara grinned smugly.
“Never.” Shannon groaned, her neck felt like it would snap at any moment if Tara used her full body weight, but Tara was toying with her, at least that’s what Shannon assumed, she had to rethink her strategy if she wanted to beat Tara. She sighed in relief when Tara lifted her foot off her neck. Shannon felt herself being lifted into the air, she flailed her arms as Tara draped her body across the back of her shoulders. Shannon wiggled her body, she landed safely on her feet behind Tara, she leapt onto Tara’s back and wrapped her arms around Tara’s throat.
Tara thrashed about trying to throw Shannon off her back, she hollered and bucked like a bronco, but Shannon refused to let go. Gasping for air, Tara stumbled across the floor, she clawed at Shannon’s arms hoping for any way to pry her loose. Tara’s vision blurred, she dropped to one knee, her head drooped. Shannon lowered Tara onto her back, grinning smugly Shannon leaned over Tara breathing heavily, sweat was dripping from her face. “You’ve lost, you thought you were better than me and I proved you wrong.”
Tara’s eyes snapped open, she sat up and grabbed Shannon’s throat with one hand. Shannon shook her head as Tara got to her feet, Tara grabbed the back of Shannon’s bikini bottoms with her other hand and lifted the flailing and pleading Shannon into the air. Cackling madly, Tara choke-slammed Shannon onto the floor. Shannon laid on her back, limbs splayed and her head turned to one side. Tara knelt down beside Shannon , she slapped her across the face. Shannon stirred, she lifted her head up groggily and stared at Tara with a vacant stare.
Tara shook her head, she made a tsk-tsk sound and wagged her finger in Shannon’s face. The crowd gathered around the two exhausted fighters and started to snap pictures of Shannon’s defeat. Tara slid her hand under Shannon’s back and lifted her into a sitting position. Smiling smugly, Tara grabbed Shannon’s wrist and began squeezing her bicep, Tara noted the once hard muscle was now soft like butter, she nodded and winked at Shannon as she moved her hand up Shannon’s tricep. Shannon flexed her other arm, it began to swell up lie a soccer ball, suddenly Shannon’s bicep shrank, and her arm dropped at her side, her head drooped down. Tara chuckled and scooped Shannon up and cradle carried her over to the row of chairs and laid her down. Tara had never had so much fun in all her life, she told herself as she rubbed her hands over Shannon’s squishy abs.
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Jordyn Wieber vs Kerri Strug
Kerri back-flipped off of the balance beam, she landed firmly on her feet and flourished her arms, the gym patrons whistled and broke into applause. Kerri bowed to the crowd, a big grin spread across her lips. Jaycie Phelps walked up beside Kerri and patted her on the back. Walking over to bench along the wall, Kerri grabbed a towel and wiped the sweat from her brow.
“Your routine was excellent.” Jaycie said as she walked up beside Kerri, she sat down on the bench and cross her legs.
“Thanks, I’ve been practicing it all week.” Kerri took a sip from her water bottle, she poured the rest of the water over her head, she grunted as she sat down beside Jaycie. Kerri looked around, the gym patrons had started to file out the door, after a few moments, only she and Jaycie were left in the gym.
Jaycie stood and stretched her arms over her head and let out a loud sigh. “It’s so boring here without anyone to show off in front of.” She said flexing her bicep in front of her.
Kerri’s eyes widened as Jaycie’s bicep swelled up with thick hard muscles, veins popped up running from her shoulder down to her wrist. Kerri stared speechless as Jaycie poked her own bicep and grinned. It was the first time Kerri had seen Jaycie’s new physique this close up, she looked down at her hand, it was then that she realized she was crushing the water bottle flat. Shaking her head Kerri tossed the bottle onto the floor, “Check this out.” She said and rolled up the sleeves on her American flag leotard. Kerri flexed her arms at her sides, her biceps swelled up to the size of footballs, thick ropy veins ran down the length of her arms.
Nodding her approval, Jaycie rubbed her chin as she stood up, she rested her hand on her hips and giggled. “Not bad, your biceps aren’t as big as mine but they like great.”
Kerri opened her mouth to say something, and closed it, she walked over to the dumbbell racks along the opposite wall and , grabbed a set of 100lb dumbbells and dropped them at her feet. “Let’s see who’s stronger, you go first.” She said and took a step back.
Jaycie grinned, walked up to the dumbbells. She took a deep breath and squatted down and took a firm grip on each of the dumbbells, she grunted as she stood up and curled the weights parallel to her chest, she did this nine more time then dropped the weights at her side, she stepped back and flexed her biceps, sweat ran down her face. “You’re turn.”
Kerri grinned, she gripped the weights firmly in her hands, grunted and stood and curled the weights up parallel to her chest, by the time she counted the eighth rep her arms felt heavy, the weights slipped out of her hands and thudded onto the mat covering the floor. Breathing heavily, Kerri dropped to one knee, sweat dripping off her face. She wiped her brow with her forearm and looked up at Jaycie, Kerri had an exhausted, embarrassed look on her face.
Jaycie held out her hand and Kerri took it, she pulled Kerri up and wrapped her arms around her in a comforting embrace. “Don’t be embarrassed, not everyone can be as strong as me. But maybe one day she will be.” Jaycie said, then the two of them bust out laughing.
“At least some of us don’t have to take steroids to get bodies like marble statues.” Came a voice from across the room.
Kerri and Jaycie turned towards the door, Jordyn Wieber stood in the entryway dressed in a sleeveless pink leotard and bare foot, she slinked across the floor towards Kerri and Jaycie, she stopped and leaned against the balance beam.
Jaycie rolled her eyes, she pretended to play with her fingernails. “Did you hear something, Kerri?”
Kerri shrugged. “I think it may have been just the wind.” Jaycie and Kerri shared a chuckle.
“Very funny, don’t act like you didn’t hear me, unless you ladies have gone hard of hearing in your old age.” Jordyn chuckled, she walked up to Kerri and Jaycie, she pushed past Jaycie and plopped down onto the bench.
Kerri glared at Jordyn and folded her arms across her chest, she had not expected Jordyn to show up unannounced, but here she was trying to mock her and Jaycie. “What are you doing here.?” Kerri asked, tapping her foot on the floor.
Jordyn leaned against the wall and locked her hands behind her head. “No reason, just wanted to stop by and see how you were doing. Is there a problem with that?”
Kerri and Jaycie exchanged confused glances, Kerri shook her head and offered Jordyn her hand. “Not at all, Welcome to my gym, It’s great to have you here.”
Jordyn swatted Kerri’s hand, Kerri scowled and grabbed Jordyn by the collar of her leotard and pulled her up to her feet. “You rude little brat, how dare you barge I on someone else’s property and treat them like trash. Get out.” Kerri was screaming at the top of her lungs, Jaycie grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her back. Kerri released Jordyn’s collar and shoved her back into the wall.
“Calm down, Kerri.” Jaycie said in a soft voice.
“I don’t shake hands with wimps, I saw you trying to out curl Jaycie, I’m not impressed in the least. I could take you down without breaking a sweat.” Jordyn smirked; she flexed her arms at her sides.
Kerri and Jaycie’s jaws dropped at the sight of Jordyn’s massive bulging vein covered biceps, Jordyn chuckled and kissed her biceps. Kerri shook her head, she couldn’t believe what see was seeing, she walked up to Jordyn and jabbed her chest. “Don’t get cocky, you might have big biceps, but I know I’m stronger than you.”
Jordyn grinned. “Want to prove it, let’s fight until one of us can’t continue.”
“Fine, but don’t get mad when I beat you.” Kerri grinned, she offered Jordyn her hand. Jordyn took Kerri’s hand, she smirked and crushed Kerri’s hand in her powerful grip, Kerri cringed and dropped to one knee. Jaycie stepped back as Jordyn gave Kerri a hard slap across the face. Kerri stumbled back and fell onto her rear. Kerri kipped up and cartwheeled towards Jordyn, she somersaulted into the air and landed on top of Jordyn’s shoulders, wrapped her legs around Jordyn’s throat and flipped her onto her back.
Jordyn grunted as her back collided with the floor, she rolled to her feet, she lunged and drove her knee into Kerri’s groin. Keri grunted and staggered back, Jordyn walked up to Kerri and slammed her fist into Kerri’s midsection. Kerri grunted and dropped to one knee, she gritted her teet and slammed her fist into Jordyn’s groin. Jordyn staggered back clutching her groin, Kerri leapt to her feet and rammed her shoulder into Jordyn’s midsection. Jordyn grunted and flopped onto her back.
Kerri grabbed a fistful of Jordyn’s hair and jerked her up onto her feet, Jordyn raked Kerri’s eyes. Kerri stumbled back rubbing at her eyes. Jordyn charged and kicked Kerri in her midsection. Kerri grabbed Jordyn by the throat and squeezed her in a side headlock, Jordyn flailed her arms wildly. Kerri leapt forward and drove Jordyn’s face against the floor. Jordyn grunted and rolled onto her back, she clutched her nose. Kerri stood over Jordyn, she pumped her fist in the air and dropped down slamming her elbow onto the small of Jordyn’s back.
Jordyn wailed and rolled as far back from Kerri as she could, she scrambled to her feet and rushed headlong at Kerri head-butting Kerri’s abdomen. Kerri staggered back and flopped onto her rear. Jordyn rushed Keri a second time, this time connecting with a dropkick to Kerri’s chin. Keri grunted and flopped onto her back, she could see stars circling her head, she groaned and sat up rubbing at her chin. Jordyn grabbed two handfuls of Kerri’s hair and flung her halfway across the gym floor, Kerri skidded several feet when she landed and slammed into the baseboard with a grunt.
Kerri rolled onto her stomach, her butt sticking up in the air. Jordyn ran up and gave Kerri a hard kick to the waist. Kerri grunted and clutched her waist, Jordyn landed another kick to Kerri’s waist. Jordyn pulled Kerri to her feet, she whipped Kerri face-first into the wall, Kerri grunted and flopped onto her back.
Jaycie chewed nervously on her fingernails, she clapped her hands trying to motivate Kerri. “Come on, Kerri, don’t let her get the better of you, I know you can win.”
Jordyn scooped up Kerri and dropped her down across her knee, Kerri screamed and clutched her back. Jordyn gave Kerri a hard slap to the chest and chuckled. “So the great Kerri Strug is weaker than I thought,” Jordyn said, a disappointed look on her face.
Keri groaned and staggered to her feet, she dropped to one knee and clutched her lower back. Jordyn stood behind Kerri and locked her arms around her waist and squeezed Kerri like a tube of toothpaste. Kerri moaned and flailed her arms, she clawed at Jordyn’s forearms and hands. Jordyn rocked Kerri back and forth. Kerri screamed, tears streamed down her face. “Help me, Jaycie.” Kerri cried, she held her hand out to Jaycie.
Jaycie shrugged. “Okay, I guess I can bail you out, but just this once.” Jaycie walked up behind Jordyn and tugged on a fistful of Jordyn’s hair, Jordyn yelped and released her grip on Kerri’s waist. Jordyn spun, she and Jaycie locked hands as Kerri crawled away from the action.
Jaycie smirked at Jordyn. “Let’s see how you fare against an opponent stronger than you.” Jaycie and Jordyn’s biceps bulged as they struggled to gain the upper hand. Jaycie smirked and slowly pushed Jordyn back towards the edge of the mat. Jordyn’s eyes widened as she caught sight of Jaycie’s biceps, she realized to her horror that those were the biggest biceps she had ever seen on a woman, they made her own arms look like q-tips in comparison. Jordyn’s heart raced, she felt a chill run up her spine.
Jaycie forced Jordyn to her knees with minimal effort, Jordyn whined and cried as she found herself kneeling on the floor, as hard as she tried she couldn’t find the strength to push Jaycie back. Jaycie smirked, without warning she drove her knee into Jordyn’s chin. Jordyn squealed and flopped onto her back. Jaycie flipped Jordyn onto her stomach and straddled her back, she locked her hands around Jordyn’s chin and pulled back on her head. Jordyn screamed and flailed her arms. Jaycie laughed as Jordyn tried to shake herself free. Jaycie pulled back harder on Jordyn’s head.
“I give up.” Jordyn yelled and let out a blood curdling scream, she breathed in relief as Jaycie released her from the camel clutch. Jaycie pressed her foot on the small of Jordyn’s back and hit the most muscular pose. Kerri grabbed Jaycie’s wrist and raised her arm over her head. Jaycie and Kerri high-fived as Jordyn rolled onto her side clutching her back. Kerri leaned down in Jordyn’s face. “Looks like you barged into the wrong gym, poor Jordy.”
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Jeannie Paparone vs Nicole Bass
The Camera cuts to Monica Brant standing in the backstage hallway.
Monica: I’m standing outside Jeannie Paparone’s dressing room, where she getting ready for her match with Nicole Baas, let’s she what she has to say. (knocks, the door swings open. Jeannie walks out dressed in a silver bikini and black leather knee-high boots.)
Jeannie: Hello there, Monica, I was just getting ready to head to the ring.
Monica: How do you feel about fighting Nicole, do you have a strategy for when you step into the ring with her?
Jeannie: (grins) I have no strategy except just to kick her ass from one corner of the ring to the other, Nicole thinks she’s in the same league as me, tonight I’m going to show her what it’s like to run with the big dogs. (laughs, she closes the door behind her and walks down the hallway towards the ring area)
Monica: Back to you, Kim and Jillian:
Camera cuts to the announcer’s table.
Jillian: Thanks, It’s looks like our next match is gonna be a battle of the bulge, these two ladies are some of the biggest and strong competitors we’ve seen step into the ring.
Stacie: Jeannie’s sure got a mouth on her, I want to see Nicole pound the stuffing out of her.
Kim: Physique wise, I’d say they look pretty even, but strength wise is anybody’s guess. I’m rooting for Jeannie to win.
Stacie and Jillian: Then you’re an idiot.
As she walks out onto the entrance stage, Jeannie is greeted with a standing ovation, she blows kisses to her fans as she sprints down the ramp. Jeannie rolls into the ring and stands in the corner closet to the announcer’s table, she glances around the capacity packed arena and waves to the crowd.
Strutting out onto the entrance stage, Nicole is showered with boos, she’s dressed in a white tank top blue jeans and black leather boots, she taunts the crowd as she struts down the ramp, she climbs onto the ring apron, she points and Jeannie and drags her thumb across her throat. Jeannie clenches her fists and glares at Nicole as she steps through the ropes.
Ref Molly Holly motions for both ladies to join her in the center of the ring, Nicole walks over and folds her arms across her chest. Jeannie slowly approaches the ref, never taking her eyes off Nicole. Molly calls for the bell and steps back. Jeannie and Nicole lock hands in the center of the ring. “I’m going to destroy you.” Nicole said through gritted teeth.
Jeannie furrowed her brow, her biceps bulged up as she struggled to push Nicole back. Nicole smirked and slowly backed Jeannie towards the ropes. Jeannie felt the ropes pressing against her back, she let out a loud grunt and dug her heels into the canvas. Nicole drove her knee into Jeannie’s abdomen, Jeannie grunted and doubled over. Nicole whipped Jeannie into the opposite ropes, she caught Jeannie on the rebound with a vicious forearm smash across the throat, knocking Jeannie onto her back. Jeannie grunted and rolled onto her stomach, leaping to her feet, she ran into the ropes, she rebounded and caught Nicole with a big boot to the midsection. Nicole grunted and doubled over. Jeannie scooped up Nicole and body-slammed her back against the canvas.
Nicole rolled onto her belly, she pushed herself to her feet and lunged at Jeannie, she drove her knee into Jeannie’s groin, Jeannie grunted and stumbled back, she grabbed the top rope to keep herself from falling. Nicole rushed headlong towards Jeannie, Jeannie ducked, she grabbed Nicole around the waist and flipped her over the top rope, Nicole crashed down onto the ringside floor. Leaning over the ropes, Jeannie flexed her biceps for the crowd. Nicole stood and glared up at Jeannie, Jeannie kissed each of her biceps. Reaching through the ropes, Nicole grabbed Jeannie’s ankles and jerked her off her feet, she pulled Jeannie off the apron and gave her a hard stomp to the midsection. Jeannie rolled onto her side clutching her abdomen. Grabbing a fistful of hair, Nicole dragged Jeannie to her feet and drove her face into the steel corner post, Jeannie grunted and flopped onto her back.
Nicole stomped the back of Jeannie’s head, she scooped Jeannie up and rammed her back against the security barrier. Jeannie grunted and flopped onto her stomach. Nicole raised her fists in the air as Jeannie slowly got to her feet, Nicole grabbed Jeannie’s ankle, she went for the Irish-whip, but Jeannie reserved it sending Nicole crashing into the steel ring steps, Nicole grunted as she collided with the steel steps, she flopped onto her back. Jeannie climbed onto the apron and crouched down, she beckoned to Nicole. Nicole staggered to her feet, Jeannie launched herself off the apron and knocked Nicole onto the floor with a cross body block. Jeannie scrambled to her feet, grabbing a fistful of hair she pulled Nicole to her feet, Nicole raked Jeannie’s eyes.
Jeannie yelped and stumbled back rubbing at her eyes. Grabbing the sides of her head, Nicole leapt into the air and drove Jeannie’s face onto the thinly padded ringside floor. Nicole stood, she snarled and stomped her heel down on Jeannie’s chest. Jeannie threw her hands up to her chest to shield herself. Nicole grabbed Jeannie’s wrist and pulled her up onto her feet, Jeannie drove her foot into Nicole’s groin, Nicole grunted and doubled, Jeannie brought her calf down across the back of Nicole’s neck. Nicole grunted and fell onto her stomach, Jeannie climbed up onto the security barrier and pumped her fists in the air.
Her face concealed by the bill of her baseball cap, a woman shoved her way through the crowd brandishing a steel folding chair, she snuck up behind Jeannie and whacked her across the back. Jeannie pitched forward and landed on her stomach beside Nicole. Nicole sat up and glared at the mystery woman. The woman threw off of baseball cap, revealing the face of Laura Bass. Laura hopped over the security barrier and slammed the steel chair across Jeannie’s back. Nicole stood, she scooped up Jeannie and rolled her back into the ring.
Nicole rolled into the ring and bent down over Jeannie, grabbing two fistfuls of hair she pulled Jeannie to her feet, she tucked Jeannie’s head between her knees and pile-drove her head onto the canvas. Nicole dropped down across Jeannie’s torso and hooked her left leg.
1…2…3. Molly raised Nicole’s arm in victory, the crowd was on their feet booing Nicole, Nicole flipped off the crowd. Snatching a microphone from the announcer’s table, Laura rolled into the ring, she stood over Jeannie. “Hey, Jeannie, how’s the view from down there. You want to smack against a fellow Bass. Well, I got news for you, you mess with us and you pay the price. Get her, Nicole.” Laura threw the microphone to the side and stomped on Jeannie’s abdomen. Nicole scooped up Jeannie and drove her back against the turnbuckle, Jeannie grunted and clutched her back. Laura ran to the opposite, she cartwheeled towards Jeannie and leaped up slamming her elbow into Jeannie’s chest. Jeannie staggered out of the corner swaying on her feet, Nicole grabbed the back of Jeannie’s head and drove her face onto the canvas. Laura and Nicole took turns stomping Jeannie’s back. Molly motioned to the back, Six muscle-bound female security guards rushed down the ramp, Laura and Nicole rolled out of the ring and fled through the crowd. Molly crouched down beside Jeannie and helped her to her feet.
Jillian: (applauds) Well done, Nicole, a well-deserved victory.
Stacie: (smirks) Congrats Nicole.
Kim: She cheated, she only won because Laura interfered in the match.
Stacie: (shrugs) A win is a win no matter how you come by it.
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Wendy Lindquist vs Sable
Wendy sat on the bench in her locker room lacing up her knee-high black leather boots, she was dressed in a skimpy blue bikini, and her muscles glistened with sweat. Wendy stood up and bent down to touch her toes, she popped her head up as the door creaked open.
Sable strutted into the room, ref Monica Martin following close behind, she was dressed in a black sports bra, boxing shorts and black knee-high leather boots, she walked up to Wendy and folded her arms across her chest. Sable gave Wendy’s body a quick glance over and snorted derisively. “Not much to look, I hope you put a decent fight against me with those puny muscles of yours.”
Wendy dropped her arms at her said, she puckered her lips and glared at Sable. “What are you trying to say. Wendy asked, not sure by what she meant. She gave Sable the once over and was struck by her beauty, she hated the thought of having to pummel away on Sable.
Smirking, Sable taps her hand on her chin. “Let me spell it out, you look weak, and I don’t like beating up on weaklings.”
Wendy furrowed her brows, taken aback by Sable’s comment she flexed her right arm at her side, her bicep bulged with thick veiny muscles. Wendy fought the urge to smile as Sable stared at her arm with her mouth hanging wide open. Wendy pressed her hand under Sable’s chin and closed her mouth. “Your face tells me everything, you’re in for the fight of your life, because I’m here to win.”
Sable shook her head, she smirks and runs her hand through her hair. “Well looks like you got me in the size department, let’s have a good clean fight” Sable offered Wendy her hand and she shook it.
“Fine, may the best woman-
Sable landed a firm kick to Wendy’s midsection, Wendy grunted and doubled over. Sable grabbed the back of Wendy’s head and slammed her face into one of the lockers, Wendy grunted and staggered back clutching her forehead. Sable grabs Wendy’s wrist and whips her towards the lockers, Wendy reverses and sending Sable colliding with the locker. Sable grunts and staggers back, Wendy slams her fist into Sable’s abdomen. Sable gives Wendy a hard slap across the face. Wendy smacks sable across the chest with her forearm, Sable snarls and rakes Wendy’s eyes. Wendy rubbed at her eyes, Sable grabbed two big fistfuls of hair and led Wendy out into the hallway.
Wendy slams her elbow into Sable’s abdomen, Sable let’s go of Wendy’s hair and slaps her across the side of the head, she swings her fist at Wendy’s chin, Wendy blocks the blow with her forearm and lands a hard right to sable’s chest. Sable lunges and reaches out to grab Wendy, Wendy bends down and rams her shoulder into Sable’s abdomen, Sable grunts and doubles over, Wendy grabs a fistful of Sable’s hair, Sable drives her knee into Wendy’s groin. Wendy grunts and doubles over clutching her crotch. Sable grabs A fistful of Wendy’s hair and shoves her against the men’s room door, she opens the door and leads Wendy into the men’s room and slams her face against the side of the metal stall.
Wendy drops to one knee and clutches her forehead, Sable stands over her cussing her out. “You want to mess with the best, this is what you get.” Sable grabs Wendy by the wrist and whips her into the stall, Wendy winces as her knee bangs against the front of the toilet bowl, Sable kicks the back of Wendy’s knee, Wendy drops down onto her other knee, Sable grabs the back of Wendy’s head and shoves her face into the toilet bowl. “I hope you’re thirsty, Wendy, have a drink on me.”
Wendy flails her arms as she gurgles a mouthful of toilet water, she was thankful the toilets had been cleaned earlier that day. Wendy manages to elbow sable’s groin, Sable grunts and staggers back. Wendy pulls her face out of the toilet, she spins around and spits the toilet water in Sable’s face. Wendy grabs Sable’s wrist and whips her, Sable reverses and whips Wendy face-first into the wall instead. Sable grabs a fistful of Wendy’s hair and shoves her face into the urinal. Sable grabs the urinal cake and shoves it in Wendy’s mouth. “Hungry, I hope you like this cake.”
Wendy elbows sable’s groin, Sable staggers back, Wendy spits the urinal cake onto the floor, she snarls and lunges at Sable, they crash into the door and knock it off its hinges. Wendy and Sable grapple and trade punches on the hallway floor, Sable gets to her feet first and kicks Wendy in the ribs as she’s getting to her. Wendy stumbles back clutching her side. Sable runs down the hallway and Wendy chases after her, Sable disappears through the curtain leading to the ring, Wendy halts, she furrows her brow and cautiously approaches the curtain, she reaches out and shoves the curtain aside with her hand, Sable lunges her knees Wendy’s abdomen . Wendy grunts, she lunges and rushes headlong into Sable, and they fall through the curtain and slam onto the entrance stage. Wendy slaps sable as she gets to her feet, Sable starts to sway on her feet, Wendy lands a couple of quick jabs to Sable’s chin, temporarily stunning her, Wendy grabs Sable by the throat and choke-slams her onto the entrance ramp, Wendy drops down over Sable and hooks her leg, Ref Monica drops onto her stomach.
1…2…Sable kicks out, Wendy rises to her knees and clutches the sides of her head, her mouth hanging open in shock. Gnawing her lower lip in frustration, Wendy grabs a fistful of sable’s hair and pulls her to her feet, she tucks Sable’s head an grabs her by the waist, Sable grabs the back of Wendy’s knees and jerks them out from under her, Wendy grunts as her back slams against the ramp. Sable stands over Wendy and grinds her hips; she grabs Wendy’s ankles and drags her down the ramp. Grabbing a fistful of hair, Sable pulls Wendy to her feet and whips her into the steel steps, Wendy grunts and slumps down with her back against the steel steps. Sable stands over Wendy and grind dances driving the crowd into a frenzy, she scoops up wendy and drops her onto the apron and rolls her into the ring. Wendy staggers to her feet, Sable climbs into onto the apron and steps through the ropes, Wendy bounces off the ropes and hits sable with a clothes-line. Sable rolls to her feet, Wendy catches her with a second clothes-line, Wendy scoops up Sable, the ring quakes as Wendy power slams Sable to the canvas. Wendy pulls Sable to her feet and connects with the spinning side slam. Wendy pumps her fist over her head and drops down over Sable.
1…2… Sable kicks out, Wendy pounds her fist on the canvas and pulls Sable to her feet. Sable rakes Wendy’s eyes., she grabs Wendy’s wrist and whips her into the southwest corner of the ring. Sable walks up to Wendy, she starts to grind her hips, but she halts and wags her finger at the crowd and tells them they don’t deserve to see it, she gives Wendy a hard slap across the face. “You’re looking at the best, chump.” Wendy lunges out of the corner and clothes-lines Sable to the canvas. Sable rolls out onto the apron and stands up, Wendy lunges and goes for another clothes-line, Sable knees Wendy’s groin, she spins Wendy around so that her back is facing the ropes and hooks her arms in the top and middle rope. Sable pulls back on Wendy’s hair with one hand, and smashes her across the chest with her forearm as Wendy struggles to free her arms. Sable climbs back into the ring, she runs and bounces off the opposite set of ropes and lands a dropkick to Wendy’s midsection, the impact frees Wendy’s arms and she flops onto her belly.
Sable pulls Wendy to her feet and presses her throat against the middle rope, grabbing the top rope Sable stands on Wendy’s upper back, Wendy flails her arms gasping for air. “What’s wrong Wendy, forget how to breathe?” Sable jumps down, she grabs Wendy’s ankles and drags her towards the center of the ring, she flips Wendy onto her back, grabs her ankles and locks on the sharpshooter. Wendy screams and pounds her fists against the canvas as Sable leans back, cranking up the pressure on Wendy’s back and knees. Monica kneels down in front of Wendy and asks if she’s ready to submit. Wendy shakes her head and refuses to tap, sable smirks and leans back as far as she could. Wendy screams, her open hand ready to tap the canvas. Sable breaks the hold and leans down over Wendy. “You think I’m finished with you, not by a long shot, I’m just warming up.”
Sable rolls out of the ring, reaches under the apron and triumphantly holds a wooden paddle over her head, she rolls back into the ring as Wendy staggers to her feet. Sable smugly approaches Wendy, wendy makes a grab for the paddle, but Sable is faster and whacks the paddle against Wendy’s abdomen. Wendy doubles over and Sable slams the paddle across her upper back, Wendy collapses onto her stomach. Sable grabs a fistful of Wendy’s hair, jerks her to her feet and drapes the dazed Canadian beauty across her knee, Sable pulls down the back of Wendy’s bikini bottoms and paddles her ass until it’s red. Sable pulls Wendy to her feet and tosses her into the corner, she drops the paddle onto the canvas and pummels Wendy’s abs and chest with her fists and feet. Sable grabs Wendy under her armpits and sits her down on the top turnbuckle, she lands a dropkick to Wendy’s chest, Wendy crashes down onto her back on the thinly padded ringside floor. Sable climbs up the turnbuckle and dives off, she connects with the frog-splash and hooks Wendy’s leg. Monica rolls out of the ring and drops onto her belly.
1…2…Wendy barely kicks out at the 2. Sable growls and stands up, she backs towards the announcer’s table to catch her breath, she bends down with her hands on her knees and glares at Wendy. Wendy staggers to her feet, Adrenaline pumps through Wendy’s veins, she charges and spears Sable into the security barrier, she scoops up Sable and scoop slams her through the announcer’s table. Wendy pulls up Sable and whips her back into the ring, she rolls back into the ring and goes for the cover, as the ref rolls into the ring to make the count Cory Everson rushes into the ring, she grabs Wendy’s ankles and pulls her off of Sable. Cory pulls Wendy to her feet, tucks her head between her legs, and hits Wendy with a sit-out power-bomb. Cory scoops up Wendy and body slams her over the top rope, Wendy crashes to the ringside floor. Cory rolls out of the ring, stands with her back to Wendy and hits a double biceps pose. Sable rolls out of the ring and applauds for Cory. Wendy staggers to her feet, she leaps into the air and lands a dropkick to the small of Cory’s back, Cory lurches forward and crashes face-first into the security barrier, Sable watches Wendy’s comeback unfold before her eyes frozen in shock. Wendy pulls Cory to her feet and power-bombs her onto the steel steps. “Kiss my ass.” Wendy screams at Cory.
Overcoming her initial shock, Sable lunges, Wendy sidesteps and elbows Sable’s midsection, she whips Sable back into the ring. Wendy grabs a metal trash can and lid and tosses it into the ring. Wendy rolls into the ring and pulls sable to her feet, she places Sable in a side headlock and drops back driving sable’s head onto the trash can. Wendy rolls out of the ring, pulls Cory to her feet and tosses her into the ring, Wendy rolls back into the ring, pulls Cory to her feet and tucks her head between her legs, Wendy lifts Cory up for a pile-driver, Sable lands a spinning heel kick to the back of Wendy’s head. Wendy collapses onto her side as Cory lands safely onto her feet. Cory pulls Wendy to her feet, bends her over and delivers a standing leg drop to the back of Wendy’s neck. Cory walks up to Sable and embraces her in a friendly hug. “Finish off that loser Wendy.” Cory said and stepped back.
Sable stands over a dazed Wendy and grins her hips seductively, Wendy perks up and rolls up Sable in a school girl pin. Cory stomps the back of Wendy’s head. Sable scrambles to her feet, she tucks Wendy’s head between her knees, she pumps her fists in the air and hits Wendy with the sable-bomb, she lifts up Wendy and connects with a second Sable-bomb, she stands with one foot pressing against Wendy’s face.
1…2…3. Monica calls for the bell, she raises Sable’s hand in victory. Cory pats Sable on the back and congratulates her. Monica kneels down to check on Wendy. Sable shoves Monica aside and stomps Wendy’s chest. Cory chuckles and joins Sable in stomping Wendy. Sable grabs a fistful of Wendy’s hair and drags her to her feet, Cory and Sable grab each of Wendy’s wrists and drag her into the corner, they hook her arms around the top rope, Cory drives her knee into Wendy’s groin. Sable covered her mouth and giggled. Cory locked her hands together and bashed Wendy across the chest, Wendy grunted and slumped down in the corner. Sable walked up to the corner and rubbed her butt in Wendy, Cory ran from the opposite corner and hit Wendy with the Bronco Buster. Sable clutched her sides and doubled over with laughter.
Ref Monica clenched her teeth, she grabbed the back of Sable’s head and tossed her over the top rope, Sable crashed down onto the ringside floor. Cory charged, Monica kicked Cory in the groin and hit her with the Stone cold Stunner. Monica cradled Wendy in her arms and carried her to the back.
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Sharon Bruneau vs Monica Martin
The camera cuts to the backstage hallway, Sharon is standing beside Monica Brant, she’s in a purple bikini and black knee-high leather boots, a pink feather boa draped over her shoulders.
Monica: I’m here with Sharon Bruneau whose set to face Monica Martin in a strap match. Sharon, you’ve never wrestled Monica before, how are you going to plan your strategy when you’re both bound together at the wrists.
Sharon: I have to stay focused and approach Monica with great caution, I won’t be able to get to far away from her, so I’ll have to keep her down and not give her a chance to catch her breath. It’s going to be tough but I know I can beat her.
Heather Armbrust walks on camera; she folded her arms across her chest and smirked at Sharon.
Heather: There’s no way that you can beat Monica, she going to beat you, and I’m going to make sure I’m there to see it.
Sharon: Don’t you have anything better to do than annoy me.
Heather: I wish I did, I’m waiting for a very important letter to arrive, so I thought I’ve pay a visit to my good friend Sharon.
Sharon: (laughs) Hmmm, if only I was stupid enough to fall for that. I’m busy I got a match coming up. (raises her hand in Heather’s face and walks down towards the ring area.
Heather watches Sharon as she leaves, she clenches her fists and grits her teeth, and suddenly she smiles, turns and walks back to her dressing room.
The camera cuts to the announcer’s table.
Jillian: A strap match, nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, because your opponent can’t get to far away. Usually a strap match is won by either touching all four corners or by pinfall.
Stacie: I know that, why are you telling me.
Jillian: I was telling Kim, you know she can be a little bit on the stupid side sometimes. You know what they say about blonde.
Stacie covered her mouth and giggled.
Kim: (rolls her eyes) Ha, Ha. Very funny Jillian, who did you pay to come up with that gem of a joke.
Stacie: Leave sarcasm to the professionals, blondie. (pats Kim’s head)
The arena lights dim, as she walks out onto the entrance stage, Sharon is greeted by a standing ovation. Sharon down the ramp and slides into the ring, she twirls her feather boa over her head and tosses it into the crowd, a male fan catches it and sniffs it. Sharon smirks at the man and sits down on the top turnbuckle in the southwest corner of the ring.
Monica Martin struts out onto the entrance stage dressed in a black leather bikini, the crowd erupts into applause as she stands at the head of the ramp and hits a double biceps pose. Monica sprints down the ramp and rolls into the ring, she folds her arms across her chest and sneers at Sharon, Sharon hops down from the turnbuckle and walks to the center of the ring. Ref Molly Holly gestures for Monica to them she’s a a leather strap in her left hand, she asks each of them to hold out their wrists and secure the ends of the straps to their right wrists.
“You’re going down Sharon, once that bell rings, I’m going to make you my bitch.” Monica throws back her head and laughs.
“We’ll see about that.” Sharon said, she grabbed the strap and pulled Monica towards her, she drove her knee into Monica’s abdomen. Molly calls for the bell and backs away. Monica slams her forearm against Sharon’s chest, Sharon stumbles back, Monica lunges and clothes-line her to the canvas, Monica bends down over Sharon and wraps the strap around her neck. Sharon flails her arms and Monica drags her to her feet. Monica positions herself behind Sharon and tightens the strap around her throat, Sharon frantically claws at Monica’s hands.
Monica smirks and drags Sharon into the northwest corner of the ring, she climbs up and sits down on the top turnbuckle, she presses her feet against the small of Sharon’s back and leans back, Sharon flails her arms frantically as she gasps for air, she swings her legs back and forth and drops onto her belly, Monica lurches forward and falls on top of Sharon, Sharon unwraps the strap from around her throat and pulls Monica to her feet, she grabs Monica’s wrist and catches her with a short arm clothes-line. Sharon stomps hard on Monica’s abdomen, Monica rolls to her feet and jerks on the strap, Sharon lurches toward Monica, Monica locks her arms around Sharon’s waist and shakes her violently, Sharon slams her fist into Monica’s chin, Monica releases Sharon and drops to one knee.
Sharon grabs a fistful of Monica’s hair and pulls her to her feet, she whips Monica into the corner and chases after her, she lunges and drives her knee into Monica’s abdomen. Monica grunts and slumps down in the corner, Sharon presses her foot against Monica’s throat, Monica flails her arms and claws at Sharon’s ankle, Sharon pulls her foot away and pulls Monica up to her feet, Monica drives her knee into Sharon’s groin. Monica tucks Sharon’s head between her knees, Sharon reverses with a back body drop and plops down on Monica’s chest and goes for the pin.
1…2… Monica kicks out, she slams her heel into Sharon’s forehead, Sharon grunts and flops onto her back, Monica lurches forward and drops down onto Sharon, she quickly goes for the pin, but Sharon kicks out before Molly can start the count. Monica gets to her feet first, she grabs Sharon’s ankles and delivers a leg drop to her groin, Sharon sits up and clutches her groin, Monica slams her heel into Sharon’s chin, Sharon grunts and flops onto her back, Monica grabs Sharon’s wrist and pulls her up, she pulls Sharon towards the ropes, grabs the back of her head and presses her throat against the top rope, Sharon elbows Monica’s chest, she faces towards Monica and kicks her in the stomach, Sharon scoops up Monica and body slams her to the canvas. Sharon grabs a fistful of Monica’s hair and jerks her to her feet, Monica rakes Sharon’s eyes, Sharon staggers back and rubs her eyes. Monica tucks Sharon’s head under her arm and drives her head onto the canvas. Monica rolls Sharon onto her back and hooks her leg.
1…2…Sharon kicks out, Monica gives Sharon a hard slap across the belly and pulls her up. Sharon drops to her knees and brings her forearm up between Monica’s legs, Monica grunts and doubles over clutching her groin, Sharon delivers a hard kick to Monica’s chin, Monica flops onto her back.
Heather Armbrust struts out onto the entrance stage, gazing longingly at her reflection in the hand mirror she carried in her right hand, she smirked at Sharon as she strutted down the ramp and paced around the ringside floor. Sharon caught sight of Heather and yelled out to her her, Heather smirked and propped her elbows on the apron, Sharon drags a dazed Monica towards the ropes and shakes her finger at Heather. Monica cries out to the ref and tells her the strap is cutting off the circulation to her wrist. Molly goes to check the strap. Heather hops up onto the ring apron and smashes the hand mirror over Sharon’s head, Sharon flops onto her back, her limbs splayed out as blood oozes form a gash on her forehead where a shard of mirror cut her. Monica pulls Sharon to her feet, she tucks her head between her legs and hits Sharon with the power-bomb.
1…2…3. Monica stands up as Molly raises her arm in victory, Monica unstraps her wrist and pumps her fists in the air, Heather rolls into the ring and gives Monica a celebratory hug. Heather leans over Sharon and slaps h the side of her head.
Heather: I’ve got some good news, Sharon, You’ve got your rematch with me at Unrestrained, but it’s going to be in a Hell in the Cell match, You better be prepared or else you’ll be leaving the match on a stretcher.
Heather kicks Sharon in the ribs, she and Monica roll out of the ring and strut up the entrance ramp, as the crowd showers them with booing.
Jillian: Well, it sounds like this upcoming Sunday is going be one to remember, Sharon Bruneau vs Heather Armbrust in a Hell in the Cell, I can’t wait.
Stacie: That’s going to be one brutal match, I hope Heather destroys her for a second time.
Kim: Sharon is facing incredible odds, I hope she can pull off the win.
Jillian: IT’s time for a commercial break.
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Rebecca Soni vs Sara Del Rey
Monica Brant stood in front of Sara del Rey’s dressing room, she knocked on the door, the door creaked open and Sara stepped out dressed in a black backless leotard and black leather knee-high boots, she glared at Monica.
Sara: what do you want?
Monica: Hi, Sara, I just wanted to get your thoughts on Rebecca Soni, your opponent in your upcoming match.
Sara threw back her head and laughed. “It’s ridiculous, the higher up want to book me in matches against people who barely have any wrestling experience. Rebecca is in over her head, she’s an idiot for agreeing to step into the ring with me, I’ll show her what it’s like to face a high caliber opponent. When I’m finished with her, she’ll wish she never stepped into a wrestling ring.” Sara stepped out of her dressing room and shut the door behind her. Pushing Monica aside, Sara stormed down the hallway towards the ring area.
Monica turns to the camera and shrugs. “Let’s go see how Rebecca is doing.” Monica walks down the hall and knocks on Rebecca’s door. The door creaks open and Rebecca steps out dressed in a red bikini. “Hello, Rebecca. Can I get your thoughts on your upcoming match with Sara Del Rey.”
Rebecca smiled and folded her arms across her chest. “Sara is a strong and experienced woman, but I’m confident that I will beat her tonight, she may think I have no business in a wrestling ring, but when I step into the ring, she’s in for the shock of her life.”
Summer Sanders and Dara Torres step of the Rebcca’s dressing room, dressed in matching red bikinis. “Summer smirks and pats Rebecca’s back. “Rebecca may be a novice wrestler, but she has determination on her side, she’s got heart and the will to win. Sara’s overconfidence is her undoing.”
Dara and Rebecca nod in agreement.
“I have to ask, Summer. Why did you help beat up Dara after her handicap match with Chrissy Zmijewski and Laura London.” Monica said.
“I was coerced, Chrissy told me that if I didn’t help her, the Bad Gladiators would make me their next target, so begrudgingly I obliged her, but I’m going to make her pay for that one day.” Summer clenched her fist and shook it.
Dara took the mic from Monica. “I trust Summer, she’s one of my best friends and a fellow Olympian. One day, we will put Chrissy in her place.”
“Thanks, back to you Jillian and Kim.
The camera to the announcer’s table.
Jillian: I got to agree with Sara, Rebecca has very little ring experience, she has no chance against Sara.
Kim: Stranger things have happened, it’s possible she could pull of the upset.
Stacie: I’ll guess we’ll just have to wait and see.
The arena lights dim, red smoke pours out of the ventilation shafts on the entrance stage as Sara walks out with her fists up in the air, she struts down the ramp and slowly climbs into the ring, she climbs atop the top turnbuckle in the northeast corner of the ring , she hops down and crouches down with her hands on her knees.
Rebecca walks out onto the entrance stage flanked by Summer and Dara, they flex their biceps for the crowd then sprint down the ramp, Rebecca slides into the ring and walks up to Ref Molly Holly, Sara locks eyes with Rebecca, she felt a wide grin spreading across her lips. Rebecca raised her fists up in a boxer’s stance and yelled at Sara to come and show her what she’s made up, Sara smirks and walks up to Rebecca.
Molly calls for the bell and takes a couple of steps back. Rebecca and Sara start with a collar and elbow tie up in the center of the ring, their arm muscles straining as they struggle against one another. Sara grins and forces Rebecca to her knees slowly, Rebecca groans as her knees touch the canvas. Sara shouts and drives her knee into Rebecca’s chin. Rebecca grunts and flops onto her back, Rebecca sits up, Sara gives her a swift kick to the chest.
Rebecca rolls towards the ring apron, she grabs the ropes and pulls herself to her feet. Sara runs up behind her and kicks the back of her knee. Rebecca falls to one knee. Sara grabs a fistful of Rebecca’s hair and drags her into the corner. Sarah scoops up Rebecca and hangs her from the turnbuckle by her knees. Rebecca flails her arms frantically as Sara mercilessly stomps her abdomen. Rebecca screamed. Sara pressed her booted heel against Rebecca’s throat, Molly orders Sara to step back, Sara shoves Molly onto her rear and scoops up Rebecca and drops her across her knee into a backbreaker, Rebecca screamed as Sara pressed down on her head and knees.
Molly crouches down in front of Rebecca and asks if she wished to submit. Rebecca screams and shakes her head. Summer and Dara pace around the ringside floor, clapping and urging Rebecca on. Rebecca grabs a fistful of Sara’s hair and tugs back hard. Sara screams and shoves Rebecca to the canvas. Rolling onto her stomach, Rebecca crawls to the ropes and rolls off the apron, she lays on the ringside floor clutching her back. Sara rolls out of the ring, grabs Rebecca’s wrist and pulls her up. Rebecca counter and knees Sara’s groin, Sara grunts and staggers back, Rebecca delivers a clothes-line to Sara and knocks her to the floor.
Sara rolls onto her back and rubs her chest, she sits up and glares at Rebecca. Rebecca hops up onto the apron and leaps off as Sara’s getting to her feet and connects with a flying clothes-line.
Rebecca leaps to her feet and stomps Sara’s knee. Sara rolls onto her stomach and crawls towards the steel ring steps, Rebecca grabs Sara’s wrist and pulls her up, she knees Sara’s abdomen and whips her back into the ring. As Rebecca climbs onto the apron, Sara is already back on her feet, she reaches over the ropes, grabs Rebecca by the shoulders and suplexes her back into the ring. Sara stands and stomps Rebecca’s groin, Rebecca rolls onto her side clutching her groin. Sara scoops Rebecca up and rams her back against the turnbuckle, she drops to her knees and lays across Rebecca’s waist.
1….2…Rebecca barely kicks out. Sara slaps Rebecca across the abdomen, grabs her wrist and pulls her up, Rebecca feints, drops onto her stomach and wraps her arms around Sara’s left ankle and pulls her down onto the canvas. Sara pounds her fists on the canvas as Rebecca clamps on the ankle lock. Sara thrashes her body frantically as she struggles to reach the ropes. Rebecca pulls Sara to the center of the ring, Sara continues to thrash about.
“Give up, Sara. I’m more than what you expected, you underestimated me, and now you’re going learn the hard way.” Rebecca tightens the ankle lock, Sara screams and pounds her fist on the canvas.
Molly leans down in front of Sara and asks if she wants to submit. Sara presses her hands on the canvas and pushes her torso off the canvas like she’s trying to do push-ups, she grits her teeth and shakes her head, she slowly drags herself and Rebecca towards the ropes, Rebecca stares dumbfounded by Sara’s strength and resolve as she continues to crank up the pressure on the ankle lock. Sara reaches out and grabs the bottom rope, Molly orders a shocked Rebecca to break the hold. Rebecca releases and collapses into the corner, breathing heavily still astonished by Sara’s willpower.
Sara staggers to her feet, she bends over clutching her left ankle, she looks up and glares at Rebecca. Rebecca comes running out of the corner, Sara lunges and catches Rebecca with a big boot to the face. Rebecca grunts as she flops onto her back. Sara limps toward Rebecca and drops down beside her, she grabs Rebecca’s wrist and wraps her legs around her arm. Rebecca screams and flails her free arm frantically. Sara arches her hips as she cranks up the pressure on her arm bar, she yells at Rebecca telling her to submit or she’ll break her arm.
Rebecca screams and thrashes her body, she manages to drape her foot on the ropes. Molly orders Sara to break the hold, Sara refuses. Rebecca’s tortured screams echoed throughout the arena. Molly gives Sara a second order to break the hold, Sara refuses once more. 1….2….3…..4….Sara breaks the hold and drags Rebecca to her feet, she drives her knee into Rebecca’s groin, she tucks Rebecca’s head under her arm and sets her up in the Royal Butterfly stretch, Sara howls like a wolf and connects with the royal Butterfly suplex. Sara rolls on top of Rebbca and hooks her legs.
1…2…3. Sara staggers to her feet as Molly raises her arm in victory. Summer and Dara roll into the ring and kneel down beside Rebecca. Summer stands up and shakes her head in disappointment, she runs up behind Sara and drop kicks the small of her back, Sara lurches forward and flips over the top rope and crashes down onto the ringside floor. Dara steps in front and Summer and grabs her by the shoulders, Summer shoves Dara onto her ass and rolls out of the ring, she grabs a fistful of hair and drags a dazed Sara to her feet, she tucks Sara’s head between her knees, lifts her up and power=bombs her against the security barrier. Summer stomps the back of Sara’s head and rolls back into the ring, she crouches down over Rebecca and slaps her across the face. Dara glares as Summer rolls out of the ring and struts up the entrance ramp.
Stacie: Wow, Summer seems to be upset over Rebecca’s loss.
Kim: What’s wrong with Summer, she’s got a lot to explain for herself, you don’t do that to your teammates.
Jillian: I can’t blame her, she really wanted Rebecca to win. Next up, Cory Everson faces Shelley ‘Siren’ Beattie.
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Jennifer Louwagie vs Selma Labat
Eight…Nine….Ten.” Jennifer dropped the heavy dumbbells at her feet and flexed her arms, she grinned at her reflection in the wall length mirror that ran along the north wall. Her vein covered cannonball biceps glistened with sweat. She chuckled and hit a most muscular pose. Jennifer bent down to stretch and touched her toes.
“Stay that way, it suits you.” Came a voice from behind Jennifer.
Jennifer bolted upright, she glared at the reflection of Selma Labat in the mirror, she spun around to face the intruder. “What brings you here?
Selma shrugged as a wide grin stretched across her lips, her biceps bulged as she tied her hair into a ponytail. “I heard a lot of things about you and your gym, so I decided to check it out for myself. I must say that I’m almost impressed.”
Jennifer folded her arms across her chest; she furrowed her brow, her lower lip quivered. “You should be a comedian, because you really told a funny one.”
Selma poked Jennifer’s chest with her finger. “No, you’re the funny one, I simply came here to find out how strong you are, and that’s all. Do you have a problem with that?”
Jennifer shrugged. That’s fine with me, if you want to test your strength against me, and then let’s do this.” Jennifer crouched low and held out her hands. Selma smirked and locked up with Jennifer; she gritted her teeth and slowly started to push Jennifer back. Jennifer snarled as she felt her knees touching the floor, Jennifer shook her head in disbelief, her eyes widened as Selma’s biceps bulged up with thick ropy veins.
Grinning, Selma pushed Jennifer down onto her back, her knees still pinned under her, Jennifer gasped when she felt her shoulders touch the floor, Selma stomped Jennifer’s chest and chuckled, she jerked Jennifer to her feet and pulled her up close, she knocked Jennifer onto her back with a short arm clothes-line. Jennifer grunted as her back collided with the floor.
Jennifer leapt to her feet, she lunged and rammed her shoulder into Selma’s waist and slammed her back against the wall. Selma raked Jennifer’s eyes, Jennifer staggered back and threw her hands over her eyes. Selma grabbed Jennifer’s wrist and twisted her arm behind her back, Jennifer flailed her free arm and struggled to shake Selma loose. Selma leapt onto Jennifer’s back and wrapped her arms around Jennifer’s throat, Jennifer stumbled across the gym floor as she struggled to escape Selma’s ruthless sleeper hold.
Tighter and tighter Selma squeezed Jennifer’s throat, Jennifer staggered forward and dropped to one knee, her arms dangled at her side. Jennifer’s eyes rolled up in their sockets, Selma licked her lips and laid Jennifer onto her side, she knelt down beside the woozy Jennifer and rubbed her cheek. Jennifer shot up and gave Selma a hard slap to the chest, Selma gasped and flopped onto her back. Jennifer stood over Selma and flexed her massive marble hard arms. Selma brought her shin up and slammed it between Jennifer’s legs.
Jennifer staggered back and flopped onto her rear, Selma walked up behind Jennifer, she grabbed Jennifer’s wrists and crossed them around her throat, Selma sat down behind Jennifer and pressed her knees into the small of Jennifer’s back. Jennifer screamed and thrashed her body, but Selma’s grip never faltered. Jennifer shook her head. “Give up, Jennifer, There’s no way I’m going to let you beat me.” Selma said, a sadistic grin stretched across her lips. Jennifer gritted her teeth, flexing her arms, she managed to yank her arms free, she flopped onto her belly and crawled towards the edge of the gym mat.
Selma cockily strutted beside the crawling Jennifer, she looked down and smirked, she chuckled and slammed her heel down on the small of Jennifer’s back. Jennifer winced as Selma stomped her back a second time, she rolled onto her back. Selma leaned down and grabbed two fistfuls of Jennifer’s hair. Jennifer howled in frustration as Selma dragged her to her feet. Jennifer caught Selma with a swift forearm across her throat, Selma coughed and gurgled as she dropped to her knees clutching her throat. Jennifer screamed in Selma’s face, saliva spraying from her lips. Selma snarled and wiped the spit from her face. “Say it; don’t spray it, stupid blonde bimbo.”
Jennifer grabbed a fistful of hair and jerked Selma to her feet, Selma lunged, she wrapped her arms around Jennifer’s waist, hoisted her off her feet and slammed Jennifer’s groin down onto her knee. Jennifer grunted and staggered back, Selma casually walked up to Jennifer and gave a hard slap across the chest, Jennifer stumbled back and tripped over a weightless dumbbell lying on the floor. Selma stood over Jennifer, she slammed her right heel down on Jennifer’s groin, Jennifer squealed and rolled onto her side. Selma leaned down and slapped Jennifer across the side of her head and taunted her. Selma grabbed Jennifer’s wrist and pulled her up.
Jennifer swayed drunkenly across the floor, Selma walked behind her making faces and sticking out her tongue. Jennifer stumbled and fell against the wall, she put up her hands and grabbed the edge of the weight rack to keep herself falling any further. Selma crept up behind Jennifer, she tucked her head between her legs and hoisted Jennifer up onto her shoulders. Jennifer shook her head frantically and swayed from side to side as Selma locked her legs around her throat. Jennifer dropped to one knee, perched on Jennifer’s shoulders, Selma leaned down and grabbed Jennifer’s flailing arms by the wrists and pulled up on them.
Jennifer screamed and thrashed her body as she felt the room begin to spin. Selma chuckled as Jennifer dropped to her other knee. Jennifer groaned as Selma tugged even harder on her arms, she staggered to her feet and backwards into the wall, Selma grunted as her back collided with the wall, Jennifer leapt forward and plopped onto her butt and connected with a sit-out stunner. Jennifer staggered to her feet, she bent down over Selma and gave her a hard slap to the face, she grabbed two fistfuls of hair and dragged Selma to her feet, she bent Selma over and slammed her calf down across the back of Selma’s neck.
Selma collapsed onto her stomach with a grunt, she clutched the back of her neck. Jennifer grabbed Selma’s wrists and pulled her up onto her feet, she scooped Selma up into a vertical suplex and power slammed Selma onto the floor. Jennifer dropped to her knees, sweat dipped from her forehead, she leaned over breathing heavily. Selma stirred, she sat up and glared at Jennifer. Jennifer swayed as she got to her feet, Selma walked up behind Jennifer and landed a spinning heel kick to the back of her head.
Jennifer pitched forward and flopped onto her belly. Selma squatted down beside Jennifer and flexed her arms. “Come on, Jennifer, I know you got some strength left in you.” Selma’s biceps bulged with thick ropy veins, she kissed her biceps and smirked.
Jennifer groaned, she staggered to her feet clutching the back of her head, she turned and glared at Selma, she raised her arms at her side and flexed her biceps, Selma jaw dropped at the sight of Jennifer’s massive veiny rock hard biceps, she took a step back back and felt her back bump against the wall. Jennifer smirked, she dropped her arms at her side and strutted up to Selma, she slammed her fist into Selma’s midsection, Selma grunted and doubled over. Jennifer slammed her forearm down across Selma’s upper back. Selma grunted and collapsed onto her belly, Jennifer grunted as she scooped up Selma and rammed her into the wall. Jennifer swayed and stumbled back, she dropped to one knee breathing heavily.
Selma groaned as she rolled onto her back, she slowly sat up clutching her back, she staggered to her feet and turned to snarl at Jennifer. Jennifer stared up at Selma and gawked with her mouth hanging open, she shook her head in disbelief as Selma strutted up to her. Jennifer threw up her hands, Selma grabbed her wrist and jerked Jennifer up onto her feet, she kneed Jennifer in the groin, scooped her up and body slammed her down onto the weight bench splitting it in half.
Jennifer sat up groggily, Selma drove her knee into Jennifer’s chin. Jennifer grunted and fell onto her back, she gritted her teeth and flexed her arms, Selma gasped and stepped back as Jennifer’s cannonball biceps bulged, they swelled up with every second that passed. Jennifer staggered to her feet as her biceps continued to grow, she smirked and took a step towards the frightened Selma.
Jennifer halted in mid-stride, her arms dropped to her sides, her eyelids drooped, and her biceps shrank as she pitched forward and fell to one knee. Smirking, Selma lunged, she connected with the sweet chin music. Jennifer grunted and flopped onto her back, she laid spread-eagled on the gym floor. Selma bent down over Jennifer and spit in her face, she grabbed Jennifer’s wrist and pulled her up, she sat Jennifer down on the edge of a treadmill, she grabbed a set of jump ropes of the floor and tied Jennifer’s wrists to the handguards of the treadmill.
Jennifer’s eyes fluttered open, she hissed and snarled at Selma as she tugged on her restraints. “Let me-
Selma Jennifer’s sweat drenched towel into her mouth and slapped her across the cheek. “That’s better, I won so I got to have some fun with you.” Selma straddled Jennifer’s waist, she slowly her hands up and down Jennifer’s arms, she squeezed her biceps and squealed with mock delight. Jennifer glared at Selma, but Selma paid her no attention. Selma tickled Jennifer’s armpits. Jennifer threw back her head, Selma reveled at the sound of Jennifer’s muffled giggling, she poked Jennifer’s love handles and chuckled. “Tired, blondie. Your muscles feel like they’ve turned to butter. Maybe next time you’ll get me.” Selma chuckled and squeezed Jennifer’s pecs.
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Cory Everson vs Shelly Beattie
Cory Everson walked out of the NWO’s dressing room, Hulk Hogan followed close behind, she was dressed in a black tank top with NWO printed across the front in white lettering, a black thong and black leather knee-high boots. Monica Brant ran over towards her carrying a microphone in her hand.
Monica: Cory, can I have a quick word with you?
Cory halted in mid-stride, she smirked and snatched the mic from Monica.
Cory: I’m in a hurry to start my match with Siren; I have to go kick her butt. Come on, Hulk.
Cory tossed the mic back to Monica and walked off towards the ring area. Monica shrugged and turned towards the camera.
Monica: Back to you, Jillian and Kim.
The camera cuts to the Announcer’s table.
Jillian: Cory seems to be focused on her upcoming, that’s what a great competitor does, forget everything else and get the job done in the ring.
Stacie: And Cory is one of the best wrestlers you’ll find around here. She’s motivated, vicious, and cunning. Never turn your back on Cory or she’ll destroy you.
Kim: Don’t count Siren out before the match is even started, I think she may give Cory some serious competition.
Jillian: Yeah, but Cory also has the NWO on her side, Siren is in for more than she realizes.
Stacie: Cory doesn’t need anyone’s help to win, she can do it on her own.
Cory and Hulk walk out onto the entrance stage as the NWO’s theme music blares over the loud speakers. Cory stops at the head of the ramp and flexes her biceps at her side, Hulk points both index fingers at Cory and nods his head. Cory and Hulk strut down the ramp, she climbs onto the ramp and stands with her back to the ropes and plays the air guitar for the crowd which drives them into a frenzy. Hulk walks around the ring and approaches the announcer’s table as Cory takes her place in the center of the ring beside Ref Molly Holly, he grabs Jillian’s hand and kisses it. Jillian smiles back at him.
Stacie holds out her hand and Hulk kisses, Stacie blushes and buries her face in her hands giggling like a school girl. Hulk goes to kiss Kim, he hesitates, he wags his finger in Kim’s face and walks around to the east side of the ringside floor. Jillian and Stacie burst out laughing at Kim.
The American Gladiators theme blares over the loud speakers, Shelley ‘Siren’ Beattie walks out onto the entrance stage dressed in her gladiator outfit, Ice follows close behind her friend, Siren sprints down the ramp and slides into the ring under the ropes and somersaults onto her feet as Ice takes her place along the west side of the ringside floor, she stands with her hands on her hips and glares at Cory from across the ring. Cory smirks back at her.
Molly gestures for Siren to join her in the center of the ring, Siren approaches the ref, Molly calls for the bell and takes a couple steps back. Cory raises her hands over her head and wriggles her fingers, Siren locks hands with Cory in the center of the ring with a collar and elbow tie-up, Cory and Siren’s biceps bulge as they struggle to push the other to their knees. Cory grins, Siren shakes her head in disbelief as she feels her knees touch down on the canvas. Cory leans down in Siren’s face and chuckles. “I hope you had no delusions about being stronger than me, If you do I’ll have to wake you up from your daydream.”
Siren growls in frustration, she slowly starts pushing herself back up to one knee, she shoots Cory a smug look. Cory snorts and drives her knee into Siren’s chin, Siren grunts and flops onto her back. Ice shouts for Siren to get up as she slaps her palms on the ring apron, she noticed Hulk leering at her from the opposite side of the floor.
Siren rolls onto her stomach and pushes herself to her feet, Cory runs up behind her, Siren sees her coming out of the corner of her eye and lands a hard elbow to Cory’s midsection, Cory grunts, she stumbles back doubled over, Siren spins to face Cory and slams her fists down on Cory’s upper back, Cory collapsed onto her stomach with a grunt. Ice applauds for Siren.
Cory crawls to the ropes and pulls herself up, she glares at Siren and grits her teeth. Siren charges at Cory, Cory lunges and smashes Siren with a forearm across her throat. Siren flops onto her back clutching her throat. Cory chuckles and stomps Siren’s midsection repeatedly, Siren grabs Cory’s ankle and pulls her down onto the canvas, she wraps her legs around Cory’s waist and squeezes her tightly, Cory gasps as the air is pushed out of her lungs, she claws at Siren’s legs. Siren leans forward and grabs a fistful of Cory’s hair and slaps her across the chest with her forearm, Cory flops onto her back as Siren continues to scissor her waist.
Cory leans back and reaches for the ropes but is too far away, Siren grins and squeezes Cory tighter, Cory grits her teeth, she presses her palms on the canvas and drags herself towards the ropes. Siren shakes her head in disbelief. Cory reaches for the ropes once more, Ice slaps the apron with her palms and tells Siren to make her tap. Hulk reaches in between the ropes, he grabs Cory’s hand and pulls her over to the ropes. Cory grabs the bottom rope and tells Molly to make Siren break.
Molly admonishes Hulk for interfering, she turns her focus back to the match and orders Siren to break the hold, Siren releases Cory, she stands over Cory and grabs a fistful of hair and jerks Cory up onto her feet, Cory lunges and drives her knee into Siren’s groin. Siren grunts and doubles over, Cory tucks Siren’s head between her legs, she hops up and drives Siren’s face onto the canvas. Cory rolls Siren onto her back and goes for the pin and hooks her legs.
1...2…. Siren barely kicks out, Molly raises two fingers up. Cory gets to her feet and kicks Siren in the ribs as she crawls up onto her hands and knees. Siren grunts and flops onto her side. Cory grabs a fistful of Siren’s hair and drags her into the northeast corner of the ring, she sets Siren up in the corner and hooks her arms over the top rope. Cory drives her knee into Siren’s groin, she presses her heel against Siren’s throat as she grabs the top rope and leans back. Siren flails her arms aimlessly, Molly gives Cory the warning to break.
1….2….3…4…Cory pulls her foot from Siren’s throat and head butts Siren’s forehead. Siren staggers out of the corner, Cory grabs the back of Siren’s head, she leaps and drives Siren’s face onto the canvas. Cory flips Siren onto her back and drops down over her hooking her leg.
1…2…Siren kicks out just as Molly’s hand was about to hit the canvas a third time. Cory sits up, her eyes wide, she glances around the arena and screams in frustration. Cory climbs up to the top turnbuckle. Siren surges to her feet and runs up behind Cory, she tucks her head between Cory’s legs and lifts her onto her shoulders, Cory shakes her head rapidly, Siren falls back and drives Cory’s back against the canvas. Siren and Cory laid spread-eagled on their backs.
Ice slaps the ring apron and screams at Siren to get up; Hulk leans on the ring apron and pounds his fist trying to urge Cory on. Molly looks down at both ladies and begins to count.
1….
Cory’s leg twitches, she groans as she slowly begins to stir.
2…
Siren rolls onto her stomach and lets out a loud moan, her hair falls into her eyes
3
Cory’s eyes flutter open, she rolls onto her stomach and crawls towards the ropes where Hulk is shouting her name.
4….
Siren crawls towards Ice, she grabs the bottom rope with one hand and the middle rope with the other
5….
Cory reaches the ropes, Hulk reaches through the ropes and pats her on the cheek, he tells her she’s got this in the bag.
6….
Siren groans as she pulls herself up to her knees, Cory gets to her feet, she shakes her head and leans over breathing heavily, she glares over at Siren who is leaning over the ropes talking to Ice.
Ice claps as Siren gets fully up onto her feet. “Finish her off, Siren.” Ice shouts and turns to the crowd and chants Siren’s name, the crowd soon joins in, Siren’s name echoes throughout the capacity filled arena.
“Shut up.” Cory shouts to the crowd, but her voice is drowned out by the crowd’s deafening Siren chant. Cory stamps her feet, spittle flies from her mouth. Cory charges the distracted Siren, Ice points behind Siren, Siren spins around and catching the stampeding Cory with a big boot to the chest, Cory grunts as her back collides with the canvas. Siren puts her hand to her ear, the crowd’s chant begins to die down. Siren grabs two fistfuls of Cory’s hair and drags her to her feet, she tucks Cory’s head between her legs and grabs Cory by the waist, Cory reverses into a back body drop, Siren rolls onto her side and clutches her back.
Cory grabs Siren’s wrists and drags her into the corner, she climbs up to the top turnbuckle and flexes her bicep, she leaps off the turnbuckle and goes for a leg drop, Siren rolls out of the way before Cory can connect, Cory slams down onto her rear and flops onto her back. Siren leaps onto the top turnbuckle and backflips off and hits Cory with the frog splash, she hooks both of Cory’s legs.
1…2…3. Siren staggers to her feet clutching her back, Molly raises her arm in victory. Cory sits up screaming and howling in frustration, she kicks the back of her heels against the canvas, Hulk rolls into the ring and kneels down beside and comforts her by stroking her back. Ice rolls into the ring and embraces Siren in a celebratory hug. Tears of joy run down Siren’s face, she smiles and bows low to the crowd.
Seething, Cory leaps to her feet and spears Siren to the canvas. Ice grabs Cory by the shoulders and tosses her onto her back. Hulk lunges and grabs Ice by her throat, Ice shakes her head, Hulk smirks and scoops up Ice and connects with the sidewalk slam, Ice lays spread-eagled on her back, Siren rushes Hulk, Cory kicks Siren in her groin, tucks her head under her armpit and drives Siren’s head against the canvas. Cory and Hulk high-five in the center of the ring, Cory climbs up onto the top turnbuckle and leaps off, she connects with the leg drop across Ice’s throat. Hulk helps Cory to her feet, she climb out onto the apron, they strut up the ramp, and play the air guitar as they disappear into the back.
Jillian: That was a close match, Props to Siren for pulling off the win.
Stacie: Not bad, Siren. I’d certainly like to step into the ring with her. She looks to be good competition.
Kim: I told you Siren might be able.
Jillian and Stacie: Shut up, Kim.
Jillian: hold up, I’m getting word that Hall and Nash have Rachel Mclish cornered in the hallway. Quick cut to commercial.
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Rachel Mclish vs Razor Ramon and Diesel
The camera cuts to the backstage hallway, Rachel is dressed in a red leather bikini and barefoot, trapped in the corner by Razor Ramon and Diesel. Diesel rubs his hands together as he approaches Rachel, Razor is chewing on a toothpick tucked in the corner of his mouth.
“Don’t be scared, Rachel, we’re not going to hurt you, at least not until we get into the ring.” Diesel said as he pressed his hands against the wall,
Rachel backed up until she felt her back touching the wall, her entire body is trembling with fright, her eyes widen as Diesel leans his face in close to her, she turns her head to the side as Diesel kisses her on the cheek. Rachel presses her hands on Diesel’s chest and tries to shove him back, but she couldn’t budge him inch. “Get off, I’m not in the mood for your games.”
Razor steps up and spits the toothpick in Rachel’s face. “Who’s playing games, we’re just following order. We were told not to let you get away.” Razor twirls a lock of Rachel’s hair around his pinky finger; he leans in and sniffs her hair. “You smell nice; did you take a shower earlier?”
Rachel slapped Razor’s hand back. “Yes, and I’m going to have to take another one if you don’t keep your hands off me.”
Diesel burst out laughing, Razor furrowed his brows, he snarled and slapped Rachel across the face. “Watch your tongue, girlie, Don’t forget that I’m the Bad Guy.”
Cory stormed down the hallway, her fists clenched at her side, she walked up between Diesel and Razor and folded her arms across her chest, Hulk walked up beside her and rubbed his hand over her back. “Good job, gentlemen, now you can restrain her.”
Rachel crouched down and threw up her fists, Razor and Diesel grabbed each of her arms and forced her down onto her knees, Rachel thrashed about and Diesel grabbed a fistful of her hair with his free hand and pulled back on her head.
Cory cupped Rachel’s chin in her hand and stared down at Rachel. “You put on a brave act, but I can tell by the look in your eyes you’re just a deer caught in the headlights. Siren got the better of me tonight, and now I’ve got a lot of pent up anger I need to vent and you’re the perfect target. So take your beating like a real woman.” Cory leaned down close to Rachel’s face and head butted her forehead, Rachel’s head snapped back, she grunted and glared at Cory, her lips quivering with rage.
“That’s enough of that.” Stephanie McMahon came running down the hallway flanked by twenty muscle-bound female security guards stun guns and night sticks drawn and at the ready. “Let Rachel go before I order security to do it for you.”
Cory gestured to Razor and Diesel, they released Rachel’s arms and stepped back. Cory folded her arms across her chest and snorted. “There, are you happy now, Ms. McMahon?”
Stephanie walked up to Cory and gritted her teeth. “This is my federation; I won’t let you run roughshod through here doing whatever gets you off. You’ll follow my rules or you can get the hell out.”
Cory shrugged, she smirked and dropped her arms at her side, and she curtsied mockingly. “Whatever you say, ‘boss’.” Cory patted Hulk on the rear, she threw up her hand and pushed her way past Stephanie, Hulk followed closely behind.
Stephanie turned and watched Cory walk down the hallway and disappear into the NWO’s dressing room, she looked back at Razor and Diesel. “Get out of my sight, bozos, get ready for your match.” Diesel and Razor nodded and marched down the hallway and disappeared through the entrance curtain.
Rachel got to her feet, she walked up to Stephanie and offered her hand, Stephanie stared at her hand for several seconds and then shook Rachel’s hand. “Thanks, Stephanie, I’m glad you came, you saved my skin.”
Stephanie shrugged. “Don’t let yourself get boxed in, next time I may not be there to bail you out. Now go and kick there asses, though you should have asked for a tag team partner instead of facing them alone.”
Rachel said nothing and walked down the hallway towards the ring area.
The camera cuts to the announcer’s table.
Jillian: What a lucky break for Rachel, Stephanie came to her rescue and not a moment too soon, she was about to get what she deserved.
Kim: Are you nuts, how does anyone deserve getting beat up by the NWO?”
Stacie: It doesn’t matter how, when you’re their enemy they don’t need a reason to beat you up. I hope for your sake you keep that in mind, you wouldn’t want to learn that lesson the hard way.
Jillian: (High-fives Stacie) I hear that.
Kim rolls her eyes.
The crowd boos as Razor and Diesel walk out onto the entrance stage, they hit several muscular poses as they make their way down the ramp. Diesel climbs onto the apron and pumps his fist in the air, Razor walks into the southwest corner of the ring and throws his vest into the corner. They stand beside Ref Molly Holly and glared towards the entrance stage.
The crowd bursts into thunderous applause as Rachel walks out onto the entrance stage, her fists clenched at her side, her heart races in her chest, she glares at Diesel and Razor from the top of the ramp, she wipes the sweat from her forehead with the back of her trembling hand as she marches down the ramp, she climbs up onto the apron , she holds onto the top rope and puts her leg through the ropes and hesitates, she takes several slow deep breaths and climbs into the ring, she approaches the ref her gaze shifting between her two larger opponents.
Diesel and Razor smirk at Rachel. “How foolish, you want to challenge us without backup. What point are you trying to prove?” Diesel said and rubbed his chin. “This is going to fun, Razor.”
“No, this is going to be easy, it’s only fun if she can put up a good fight.” Razor said and laughed.
Ref Molly called for the bell, she took several steps back. Rachel shifted her gaze between Razor and Diesel, not sure which one to go for first. Diesel charged at Rachel, Rachel dropped down onto her stomach and tripped Diesel with a drop toe hold. Rachel kipped up, Razor rushed at Rachel, she ran to the ropes and bounced off, she leapt into the air and landed the drop kick to Razor’s chest, Razor collapsed onto his back.
Rachel saw Diesel getting to his feet, she turned and ran at him and speared him to the canvas, Diesel grunted as his back collided with the canvas. Rachel kipped up and stomped Diesel’s midsection, Razor got to his feet, he ran up behind Rachel and went for a clothes-line, Rachel heard him coming and rolled forward narrowly missing his attacking, she leapt to her feet and slammed her elbow into his ribs. Razor grunted and stumbled back. Diesel got to his feet, he growled and ran towards Rachel with his fist raised in the air. Rachel grabbed his wrist and whipped him into the corner. Razor crept up behind Rachel and locked his arms around her waist and squeezed her tightly.
Rachel flailed about in Razor’s powerful grip, Diesel ran out of the corner, he stopped just in front of Rachel and gave her a hard slap across the face, he grabbed a fistful of hair and jerked back on her head. “What we’re about to do to you is what Cory was going to do. Looks like we get to do it for her instead.” Diesel slammed his fist into Rachel’s midsection, she grunted and doubled over. Razor shook her like a rag doll, Rachel clawed at Razor’s arms.
Diesel grabbed Rachel’s throat one handed, Razor released Rachel from the bear hug and stepped back, Diesel grabbed the back of Rachel’s bikini bottoms with his free hand, the ring trembled as Diesel choke-slammed Rachel onto the canvas. Diesel bent down over the dazed Rachel and laughed in her face. Razor grabbed two fistfuls of Rachel’s hair and dragged her up to her feet, she staggered around the ring as Diesel and Razor patted themselves on the back, Rachel stumbled into the corner, she sighed as she leaned against the turnbuckles. Razor strutted up to Rachel, Rachel leapt up onto the top turnbuckle and wrapped her legs around Razor’s throat, and she tossed him down onto his back with the frankensteiner. Rachel staggered to her feet, Diesel rushed at Rachel, Rachel dropped to her knees and brought her forearm up between Diesel’s legs. Diesel grunted and dropped to his knees clutching his groin, Rachel tucked Diesel’s head under her armpit and drove his face down against the canvas, she flipped him onto his back and laid across his waist.
1.. Razor grabbed Rachel’s ankles and pulled her from off Diesel, he grabbed a fistful of hair and jerked her up onto her feet, Rachel caught Razor’s abdomen with a hard elbow, Razor grunted and doubled over, Rachel tucked Razor’s head between her legs and grabbed him by the waist, she tried to lift him up for a pile-driver but she couldn’t budge him, Diesel clothes-lined Rachel across her the back of her neck, Razor slipped his head out from between Rachel’s legs and kicked her in the midsection, Rachel grunted and dropped to one knee. Diesel and Razor circled Rachel, they taunted and slapped her across the back of the head.
Razor halted behind Rachel and locked her in a sleeper hold and dragged her up onto her feet, Diesel chuckled and drove his knee into Rachel’s groin, she clawed at Razor’s arm but that only caused him to tighten his grip. Diesel grabbed Rachel by her chin and screamed in her face. “This is what happens when you don’t pay your respects to Queen Cory.” Diesel drove his fist into Rachel’s abdomen.
Rachel gasped for air, she flailed her arms trying to find some way to free herself, she dug her heels into the canvas and shoved Razor back into the ropes, she clutched the top rope, Molly ordered Razor to break the hold. Razor released Rachel and shoved her towards Diesel, Rachel dropped down onto her belly and slid between Diesel’s legs, she rolled out of the ring to catch her breath, she leaned against the ring apron and glared up at her opponents.
Diesel rolled out of the ring and chased Rachel around the ring, Razor climbed up to the top turnbuckle and dove up, he caught Rachel across the chest with a double ax handle smash. Rachel collapsed onto her back with a grunt. Diesel grabbed a fistful of hair and dragged Rachel to her feet, he scooped her up and rammed her back against the steel ring post, Rachel grunted as she dropped onto her back, Razor pressed his booted heel down on Rachel’s forearm, Rachel groaned and slapped at Razor’s thigh with her other hand. Diesel stomped Rachel’s midsection, he squatted down on top of her waist and rubbed his hand down the side of her face.
Rachel cringed at Diesel’s touch, she spit in his face, Diesel snarled and grabbed Rachel by the throat, he lifted her up over his head, he delivered a military press slam, Rachel’s face smack against the edge of the ring apron as she dropped to the ringside floor. Rachel moaned as she rolled onto her back clutching her forehead. Razor grabbed Rachel’s wrist and pulled her up, she pulled her towards her and caught her with a short arm clothes-line, he pulled her back up and whipped her into the security barrier, Rachel grunted and slumped down against the barrier, Razor dropped down onto his rear as he ran towards Rachel and caught her in the groin with the heel of his boot.
Rachel grunted and flopped onto her side, breathing heavily she tried to sit up, she cried out in pain, tears streamed down her face. Diesel grabbed a fistful of hair and dragged Rachel to her feet, he scooped her up and slammed her down onto the announcer’s table, Diesel climbed up onto the table, he dragged Rachel to her feet and tucked her head between his legs. Kim, Jillian and Stacie fled their seats as Diesel delivered the Jack-knife power-bomb to Rachel through the table.
Jillian: Not another table.
Kim: If I had a dollar for every time this happened.
Stacie: You’d still be broke as that table, Kimmy.
Diesel dragged Rachel to her feet, he whipped her back into the ring, jumped back into the ring and knelt down beside her, he was about to go for the pin when Razor tapped him on the shoulder. Diesel smirked and dragged Rachel to her feet. Razor stood back to back with Rachel, he hooked his arms around Rachel’s arms and chuckled as he delivered the Razor’s Edge.
1…2…3. Molly raised Diesel and Razor’s arms in victory. Cory and Hulk walked out onto the entrance stage, they applauded Rachel’s defeat as they strutted down the ramp, Cory slid into the ring and she crawled over to Rachel on all fours. “Poor Rachel, what’s the matter, feeling a little sleepy?” Cory got to her feet and stood over. “I want everyone to memorize this moment, this is what it will look like after I defeat my sister at Unrestrained, and you all shall know that the NWO will reign supreme in the UFWL, now and forever.”
Cory grabbed a fistful of hair and dragged Rachel to her feet, she gestured to the Outsider’s, Diesel and Razor grabbed each of Rachel’s wrist and whipped her into the corner. In Rachel’s dazed condition, she had no idea what was unfolding. Cory walked up to Rachel and grabbed her by the throat one handed. “I wish you awake to feel the hell I’m going to put you through, Cameo is going that I went this easy on-
Cameo walks out onto the entrance stage as her music blares over the loudspeakers; she has a microphone in her right hand. “Big sis, I’m going to tell you just this once, you better let Rachel go or you’re going to pay the price.”
Cory turns and walks to the ropes closet to the ramp and points at Cameo. “You know better than to threaten me, what Rachel went through is just a sample of what I’m going to do to you.”
Cameo smirked. “We’ll see about that. Get them, girls.”
Gillian Mounsey Ward and Hayley Brylewski emerge from the crowd and storm the ring, Gillian spears Diesel through the ropes, Diesel grunts as they crash to the ringside floor, Hayley kicks Razor in his crotch and power-bombs him to the ringside floor. Gillian and Hayley drag the Outsider’s to their feet and whip them face first into one another. Cory looks on with a dumbfounded look on her face. Gillian and Hayley roll back into the ring, Hulk locks up with Hayley, Gillian charges Hulk from the side and drives her knee into his groin, Cory rolls out of the ring as they turn their focus, Cory flees backwards up the ramp, Cameo runs up behind Cory and taps her on the shoulder, as Cory turns, Cameo kicks her in the groin and delivers the Stone Cold Stunner to her sister on the ramp. Cory lies spread-eagled on the ramp.
Gillian and Hayley help Rachel out of the ring, a semi-conscious Rachel drapes her arms over each of their necks as they lead her back to her dressing room, Cameo kneels down beside Cory. “I’m ready for you, whether you believe it or not. Enjoy your nap for nap, because at Unrestrained I’m going pretend that we’re not sisters.” Cameo stands and disappears into the backstage area.
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Deborah Khazei and Kathy Derry vs The Steiner Brothers
The Camera cuts to the Fitness Beach Babes dressing room, Deborah and Kathy flex in front of the mirror in matching pink bikinis, Deborah hits a most muscular pose and grits her teeth, Kathy hits a double biceps pose and sticks out her tongue, the two of exchange amused glances and burst into laughter.
Deborah drops her arms at her side and shakes her hips. “Not bad, I feel like I could take on the entire world with these muscles.”
Kathy nods. “But first, tonight we got to take on the Steiners.”
Deborah furrowed her brow and puckered her lips at her reflection. “That’s fine with me, I’m ready to put these muscles to the test.” Deborah and Kathy high-five, they walk side by side out of their dressing room and strut down the hallway towards the ring area. Deborah pushes aside the entrance curtain and winks at Kathy. “After you.”
The camera cuts to the announcer’s table.
Kim: Rick and Scott Steiner are already waiting in the ring for their opponents; I hope Deborah and Kathy know what they’re getting into.
Jillian: If not, then they’ll know by the end of the match.
Stacie: I got my money on the Steiners.
Jillian: I got $200 on Deborah and Kathy then. (places a wad on money on the table.
Stacie: You’re on.
The crowd bursts into applause as Deborah and Kathy skip out onto the entrance stage, they wave to the adrenaline amped crowd as they sprint down the ring. Deborah leaps up onto the ring apron as Kathy slides into the ring under the bottom rope, Deborah leaps into the air and clears the top rope, she lands on her feet behind Kathy.
Rick and Scott Steiner mockingly applaud Deborah and Kathy’s entrance. Scott pushes past Ref Molly Holly and offers Deborah his hand, Deborah shakes it and smiles. May the best team win.” Scott said and grins.
Kathy smirks. “Thanks, we intend to.”
Molly stepped in between the two teams. “Who’s going first?”
Deborah and Scott raise their hands. Kathy pats Deborah on the back and climbs out and takes position by the northern ring apron, Rick climbs out onto the south side of the ring apron and leans against the ropes. Molly calls for the bell and steps back.
Deborah crouches low as Scott circles her ogling her physique. Scott nods. “Impressive, you look jacked. I like it.” Scott halts in front of Deborah and hits a double bicep pose. “Though you could be bigger.”
Deborah smirks. “Are we gonna wrestle or you just going to talk the whole time.” Deborah raises her hands over her head and beckons to Scott, Scott nods and they lock hands in the center of the ring.
Scott smirks as he slowly pushes Deborah back towards the ropes. Deborah’s eyes widen, Scott’s ego is at an all-time high, but Deborah quickly snaps him out of his dream, she digs her heels into the canvas, a wide grin stretches across her lips as her biceps bulge with thick veiny muscles. Scott’s jaw drops as he feels his momentum slow to a crawl, Deborah chuckles and pushes Scott back towards the ropes.
From his side of the ring, Rick stares in disbelief as his brother is slowly but surely forced back against the ropes. “Wow, that babe is a beast.”
Scott grins madly. “Now this is what I’m talking about, I like a girl who can hide her real power until the time comes to use it.” Scott grits his teeth.
Deborah chuckles as Scott’s back touches against the ropes. “Don’t you know all the right things to say, lover boy. Better get the stars out of your eyes before you’re seeing one’s circling your head.”
Scott smirks, he grunts and starts to push back slowly against Deborah’s deceptive strength. Deborah grins and pushes Scott down to one knee, Scott grunts and pushes himself back up to both feet, Deborah lunges and drives her knee into Scott’s groin, Scott grunts and doubles over, Deborah grabs Scott’s wrist and whips him into the corner where Kathy is standing in the apron, Scott grunts as his chest collides with the top turnbuckle, he staggers back, Deborah runs up behind him and locks her arms around his waist, she hoists him off his feet and suplexes him, pinning his shoulders onto the canvas.
1…2…. Scott kicks out, he sits up and stares slack jawed at Deborah, he scrambles to his feet and rushes Deborah and spears her to the mat, Deborah grunts and rolls to her feet, Scott rushes her again, Deborah lunges and connects with a big boot to Scott’s abdomen, Scott grunts and doubles over, Deborah delivers a hard elbow to Scott’s upper back, Scott collapses onto his stomach, he rolls to the edge of the apron and pulls himself to his feet with the ropes. Deborah struts up to Scott, he grins and delivers a forearm smash across her chest, Deborah grunts and flops onto her back, she’s back on her feet in seconds, she crouches down low and beckons Scott to turn up the heat.
Scott lunges, Deborah drops onto her stomach and catches Scott with a drop toe hold, she grabs his ankles and locks on the Boston Crab, Scott flails his arms as he struggles to reach the ropes, Deborah leans back cranking up the pressure on Scott’s legs and back, Scott drags himself towards the ropes, with a burst of adrenaline he clutches the bottom rope. Molly orders a rope break, Deborah releases Scott, she grabs his wrist and pulls him up, Scott drives his knee into Deborah’s abdomen, she grunts and doubles over. Scott scoops Deborah up and body slams her to the canvas, Scott runs to his corner and tags in Rick, Rick storms the ring as Deborah gets to her feet, he grabs her wrist and whips her into the ropes, on the rebound Rick goes for a clothes-line, Deborah ducks under Rick’s arm, she grabs him from behind and connects with the Russian leg sweep. Deborah rolls to her feet, she runs to her corner and tags in Kathy.
Kathy leaps into the ring, she runs up beside Rick and delivers an elbow drop to his chest, Rick rolls onto his stomach and pushes himself to his feet, Kathy charges him, Rick lunges and delivers a forearm smash across her chest. Kathy grunts as her back hits the canvas, she rolls towards the ropes and pulls herself to her feet, Rick charges her, she ducks down and flips him over the top rope, Rick grunts as he crashes to the ringside floor. Kathy leans over the top rope and shouts at Rick to get back on his feet, Rick scrambles to his feet, he lunges towards the ring and grabs Kathy’s ankles from under the bottom rope and jerks her off her feet, he starts to pull her out of the ring, Kathy slams her heel into his chin, Rick staggers back and stumbles into the security barrier. Kathy slides the rest of the way out of the ring and drags Rick to his feet, she scoops him up and body slams him against the edge of the ring apron.
Rick crawls towards the steel steps, Kathy stomps his lower back. Rick gets back up to his feet and rolls back into the ring, he runs into the ropes as Kathy climbs back into the ring, Rick drops Kathy with a lariat across her throat, Kathy grunts and rolls onto her stomach, she kips up and runs towards the northwest corner of the ring and leaps up onto the top turnbuckle as Rick chases after her. Kathy dives off the turnbuckle and drops Rick to the canvas with a missile drop kick. Kathy drops down across Rick’s midsection.
1…2…Rick kicks out. Kathy sighs, she drags Rick to his feet, Rick slams his fist into his midsection, he runs to his corner and tags in Scott, Scott climbs into the ring and charges Kathy, spears her to the canvas. Kathy and Scott trade punches as they roll around the canvas. Kathy catches Scott with a hard right to the chin, Scott scrambles to his feet and bounces off the ropes, he grabs Kathy by the waist and drops her with the sidewalk slam. Kathy grunts and sits up, Scott grabs her wrist and pulls her up, he tosses her across the back of his shoulders and pulls down on her chin and legs, Kathy flails her arms, she grazes the side of Scott’s head with her elbow, Scott grunts but continues to hold Kathy in place.
Deborah slaps the top turnbuckle with her palm urging Kathy to fight on. Kathy clenches her fist, she flails her body wildly, Scott loses his balance and takes to one knee. Kathy wriggles free from Scott’s grasp, she lands on her feet behind him , she wraps her arm around his throat and drops him with a reverse ddt. Kathy runs to her corner and tags in Deborah, Deborah grins and climbs into the ring, she grabs Scott’s wrist and pulls him to his feet, she tucks his head between her knees, lifts him up onto her shoulders and power-bombs him to the canvas. Deborah sits down on his chest.
1…2…Scott lifts his shoulder off the mat. Deborah delivers a hard slap to his chest, she stands up and pulls Scott to his feet, Scott drives his knee into her abdomen, Deborah grunts and doubles over, Scott tucks her head under his armpit and drives her head against the canvas. Scott flips Deborah onto her back and lies down across her and hooks her leg.
1…2…Kathy kicks out, Scott’s jaw drops as he sits up, he shakes his head in disbelief and stands up, Deborah crawls onto her hands and knees and crawls towards her corner, Scott grabs her ankles and drags her to his corner, he pulls her up and tosses her into the corner, he tags in Rick, Rick climbs in the ring and drives his knee into Deborah’s abdomen. Scott climbs out onto the ring apron and pins Deborah’s arms over the top rope. Rick slams his fist into Deborah’s midsection. Deborah clenches her fists and flexes her arms powering out of Scott’s grasp, she drives her elbow into Scott’s chin, Scott tumbles off the apron and crashes to the ringside floor, Rick lunges at Deborah, Deborah lunges and head butts Rick’s forehead, Rick grunts and stumbles back, Deborah leaps up and delivers a drop kick to Rick’s chest. Rick grunts and flops onto his back.
Rick rolls onto his stomach and crawls towards the ropes, Deborah grabs his right ankle and clamps on the ankle lock, Rick pounds his fists on the canvas, Molly kneels down in front of him and asks if he wants to submit. Rick shakes his head and refuses to submit, he claws at the canvas and drags himself to the ropes, he grasps the bottom rope. Molly orders Deborah to release the hold, Deborah complies and pulls Rick to his feet, Rick grabs a fistful of hair and tosses Deborah into the corner, Rick drives his knee into Deborah’s waist, she grunts and doubles over, Rick scoops up Deborah and body slams her to the canvas and drops down on top of her.
1…2…Deborah places her foot on the rope, Molly sees it and stops the count. Rick growls and drags Deborah to her feet, Deborah slams her fist into Rick’s midsection, she grabs his wrist and whips him into her corner, Deborah delivers a hard slap across Rick’s chest and tags in Kathy, Kathy leaps into the ring and slams her forearm across Rick’s chest, she lifts him up by the throat and crotch and presses him overhead like a barbell, she grins and drops him face down onto the canvas with the gorilla press slam. Kathy pulls Rick up, she tucks his head between her knees and pile drives his head onto the canvas. Kathy drops down across Rick and hooks both his legs.
1…2….3. Molly raises Deborah and Kathy’s arms in victory. Rick sits up and lowers his head. Kathy offers Rick her hand and he takes it, she helps Rick to his feet. Scott climbs into the ring and shakes Deborah’s hand. Rick hugs Kathy and tells her well done. Scott lifts Deborah up and struts around the ring with her sit ting on his right shoulder, Deborah waves and blows kisses to the crowd. Rick sits Kathy across his shoulders; Kathy pumps her fists in the air. Kathy and Deborah slide down onto their feet, the four of them climb out of the ring, and walk to the back.
Jillian: Congratulations, Deborah and Kathy. Pay up Stacie.
Stacie: (smirks and hands Jillian her money.) Easy come, easy go.
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Chrissy Zmijewski vs Trish Stratus
The camera cuts to the backstage hallway, Monica Brant is standing beside Trish Stratus. Trish is dressed in a black bikini and barefoot, she runs a hand through her golden mane and winks at the camera.
Monica: You’re scheduled to face Chrissy Zmijewski tonight, any thoughts on her to plan to deal with her?
Trish: Chrissy is just a fitness model who got lost and wandered into the wrestling world by accident, tonight I’m going to show her what it means to dedicate yourself to your profession. And she can bring her Bad gladiator friends to the ringside with her if she wants. There’s no place for dreamers here, only doers. (She chuckles and walks past Monica and heads towards the ring area.)
Monica: (turns to the camera) Back to you, Jillian and Kim.
The camera cuts to the announcer’s table.
Jillian: Our last match of the night, and let’s hope it’s a good one. Trish is a wrestling legend, but Chrissy has strength on her side. These ladies are to have to fight with everything they’ve got.
Stacie: Chrissy is not the lady to mess with, she has lots of powerful allies, and going into this match alone. She is such a fool.
Kim: Trish is a multiple time Women’s champion, she has the heart and the skill to triumph.
Jillian: Yes, but this isn’t the WWE, this is the UFWL.
Kim: And your point is?
Jillian: The point is Trish is going to get her butt handed to her by Chrissy.
Stacie: Agreed. I can’t wait to see the look on trish’s face when Chrissy beats her.
The crowd erupts into a standing ovation as Trish walks out onto the entrance stage, she smiles and waves to the crowd as she sprints down the ramp and slides into the ring, Ref Molly sneers at her and motions her over to the center of the ring. Trish pays little attention to Molly, she turns and stares up at the entrance stage, her heart racing in her chest.
The crowd boos as Chrissy struts out onto the entrance stage flanked by Laura Londo, she’s dressed in a silver leather bikini and black leather knee-high boots. Chrissy stands at the head of the ramp and gyrates her hips, Laura chuckles and applauds her friend. Chrissy sprints down the ramp and rolls into the ring, Laura paces along the ringside floor.
Trish glares at Laura, then at Chrissy. Chrissy struts up to Trish, a wide grin stretched across her lips. “What’s the matter, Trish? I don’t mind if you want to go ahead and forfeit the match, it will make it that much easier on you.”
Trish smirks and shakes her head. “I don’t think so sweetie. Want me to forfeit because you know I can beat you.” Trish leans forward and holds out her hand to Chrissy.
Chrissy furrows her brows, she glares at Trish. Leaning forward she takes hold of Trish’s hand. They shake hands as Molly calls for the bell. Chrissy pulls Trish towards her and knocks her to the canvas with a short arm clothes-line, Chrissy stomps on Trish’s lower back as she crawls towards the ropes, Trish rolls off the apron, she takes a step back as Laura approaches her. Chrissy runs towards the ropes, she drops onto her rear and baseball slides into Trish knocking her into the security barrier.
Chrissy grabs a fistful of hair and drags Trish to her feet, Trish delivers a hard slap to Chrissy’s face. Chrissy grunts and stumbles back, Trish lunges and spears Chrissy to the thinly padded ringside floor, she mounts Chrissy’s waist and delivers a series of hard rights to Chrissy’s chest. Chrissy rakes Trish’s eyes, Trish rolls back and rubs at her eyes. Chrissy gets to her feet, grinning wickedly she grabs Trish’s ankles and leg drops her groin. Trish grunts and clutches her groin. Chrissy pulls Trish up and whips her into the steel steps, Trish grunts as her knee bangs against the side of the steps, she drops to one knee and groans.
Chrissy kneels down behind Trish and traps her in a full nelson, Trish groans and flails her arms. Laura points and laughs at Trish. Chrissy lifts Trish up to her feet and rocks her back and forth, Trish grits her teeth as she tries to power her way out of Chrissy’s vice=like grip. Trish presses her heels against the steel steps and pushes off, sending her and Chrissy tumbling backwards into the security barrier, Trish rolls onto her stomach and clutches the back of her neck, she grabs a fistful of hair and drags Chrissy to her feet, she scoops Chrissy up and rams her back against the steel ring post.
Chrissy grunts as she falls to the ringside floor, Trish pulls her up and whips her into the ring. Trish climbs up to the top turnbuckle and squats down waiting for Chrissy to get to her feet, Chrissy staggers to her feet, she turns towards Trish, Trish leaps off the turnbuckle and delivers a missile drop kick to Chrissy’s chest. Chrissy grunts and flops onto her back. Trish goes for the cover.
1……2…….Chrissy kicks out. Trish stands up and shouts at Molly for the slow count. Molly shrugs and tells her to focus on the match. Trish turns to Chrissy, Chrissy drives her knee into Trish’s groin, Trish grunts and doubles over, Chrissy grabs the back of Trish’s head and leaps forward driving Trish’s face against the canvas. Chrissy locks trish in the Banks statement and pulls back hard on her head. Trish groans and pounds her fists on the canvas. Laura watches intently from ringside and applauds Chrissy’s submission hold.
Trish claws at the canvas, Chrissy leans back further into the hold, Trish screams and claws at Chrissy’s forearms. On the verge of tapping, Trish digs her fingernails into Chrissy’s forearm, Chrissy cries out and breaks the hold. Trish sighs in relief. Chrissy grinds her teeth as she stands up, she mounts Trish’s back and grabs two big fistfuls of hair and tugs hard. Trish flops about, she manages to throw Chrissy off her back, she rolls to her feet, she pivots on one heel and delivers a spinning heel kick to the side of Chrissy’s head. Chrissy flops onto her side, Trish goes for the cover. Molly takes her time getting into position.
1………2……..Chrissy lifts her shoulder off the canvas. Trish slaps the canvas with her palm, trying to keep her calm, Trish glares at Molly as she pulls Chrissy up, she throws her arm around Chrissy’s throat and squeezes her in a side head lock, Chrissy elbows Trish’s ribs. Trish smirks, she runs towards the ropes and pushes off them with her feet, and delivers the Stratus-faction to Chrissy, Trish rolls Chrissy onto her stomach and goes for the cover.
1…2…. Laura reaches into the ring and places Chrissy’s foot on the ropes, Molly sees this and stops the pin count. Trish gets in Molly’s face and starts arguing with her. Molly wags her finger in Trish’s face. Chrissy rolls off the edge of the ring apron, she grunts as she flops onto the ringside floor, breathing heavily as beads of sweat run down her face. Chrissy groans as she sits up, Laura pats her on the back and tells her to rethink her strategy. Chrissy staggers to her feet as Trish approaches the ropes, Chrissy reaches into the ring and sweeps Trish’s ankles with her forearm. Chrissy grabs Trish’s ankles and yanks her off the ring apron, she scoops Trish up and body slams her down across the top of the security barrier,
Trish screams and flails her arms, Chrissy laughs, she leans down and spits in Trish’s face. “I’m not going to lose to the likes of you, not in this lifetime.” Chrissy hisses and slams her fist down on Trish’s abdomen. Laura doubles over with laughter as Chrissy drives her elbow down on Trish’s groin, she grabs Trish’s hair and tosses her over her shoulder, Chrissy chuckles as she delivers the Gutbuster Drop to Trish on the ringside floor. Trish grunts as Chrissy tosses her back onto the ring apron.
Chrissy rolls into the ring and gets to her knees, she leans over Trish and licks her lips, she presses down on Trish’s abdomen with her palms. Trish whimpers and flails her arms. Chrissy smirks, a loose strand of hair falls in her face, she presses down harder on Trish’s abs and giggles like a madwoman,. “Are you having fun, Trish? I hope you are, because I sure am.”
Trish grabs Chrissy’s hair and tugs hard, Chrissy whines and pulls her hands away from Trish’s abs, she sneers and drives her knee down onto Trish’s waist. Chrissy pulls Trish up and throws her across the back of her shoulders and airplane spins Trish for several seconds, Chrissy stops and stumbles around the ring, Trish slides off Chrissy’s shoulders, both women dizzy from Chrissy’s spinning, Trish quickly regains her bearings, she delivers a hard kick to Chrissy’s midsection, she tucks Chrissy’s head between her knees and goes for a pile driver, Chrissy reverses momentum and counters with a back body drop. Chrissy stands over Trish and pumps her fists; she drops down and drives her knee into Trish’s groin. Chrissy goes for the cover.
1…2…Trish barely manages to kick out. Chrissy screams at the top of her lungs as she delivers several hard slaps to Trish’s chest. Trish grabs Chrissy’s arm and flips her onto her back, Chrissy flails her body as Trish manages to lock on an armbar to Chrissy’s right arm. Chrissy moans and pounds her fist on the canvas, she flops about trying to reach for the ropes, Trish arches her hips cranking up the pressure on Chrissy’s arm. Chrissy grits her teeth as she struggles to endure Trish’s powerful grip, with a sudden surge of adrenaline, she flexes her bicep loosening Trish’s grip, she slips her arm free and rolls towards the ropes, she gets up onto her knees and rubs her right arm as she glares at the smirking Trish.
Trish struts over to the kneeling Chrissy and grabs a fistful of hair. Laura climbs onto the ring apron shouts at Trish, Trish cocks her head toward Laura, Chrissy uses the distraction and low blows Trish between her legs, Trish grunts and doubles over, Chrissy staggers to her feet, she delivers the Stratus-faction to Trish and goes for the pin.
1…2…3. Molly raises Chrissy’s arm in victory as she gets to her knees. Laura rolls into the rings, she runs over and squeals with delight as she glomps Chrissy, Chrissy staggers to her feet, she raises her fists in the air. Chrissy drags Trish to her feet, she raises her fist as if she going to hit Trish but hesitates, she grabs Trish’s hand and shakes it. “That was fun, we should do this again sometime. You were a worthy foe, and I respect you for that.” Chrissy pulls her hand away and gestures to Laura. Chrissy and Laura roll out of the ring and head to the back, leaving behind a puzzled and irritated Trish.
Trish sighs and rolls out of the ring, she walks up the ramp and stops to wave to her fans in the crowd, the crowd showers her with applause as she disappears into the back.
Jillian: What an intense match, I had no clue who was going to win until the very end. It was an impressive showing by both women, no doubt.
Stacie: Respect for both women, they really gave each other a pounding.
Kim: We’re out of time, ladies and gentlemen. Don’t forget to tune in to Unrestrained this Sunday, and if you don’t we’ll come after you and break your television.
Jillian: You can’t be mean and cute at the same time, Kim. It doesn’t suit you.
Kim: (blushing) Awwwww, you think I’m cute. I’m flattered.
Jillian: (slaps her forehead with her palm) Good Night, folks, And check your local listings, and join us live for Unrestrained, if you miss it, then I feel sorry for you. That’s how you do it Kim. And thank you for joining up Stacie. Good luck on Sunday.
Stacie: (Smirks) Thanks, but I don’t need luck. Good night, everyone.
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Cory Everson vs Monica Martin
Cory and Sable were talking in the locker room bragging about Sable’s victory over Wendy Lindquist when Monica Martin found them. Monica walked up behind Cory and tapped her on the shoulder, Cory looked over her shoulder at Monica. “You and me right now in a falls count anywhere match.”
Cory shook her head and chuckled. “I don’t want to hurt your feelings so no.” Cory went back to chatting with Sable.
Monica sucker punches Cory in the midsection, Sable lunges, Monica elbows Sable grabs her then powerbombs her through the locker room table, Monica gets Cory up and slams her through the locker room door, Monica kicks Cory in the ribs and walks back to her dressing room.
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Cory is already waiting in the ring as Monica walks out onto the entrance stage, Wendy Lindquist following close behind, Sable paces along the south side of the ringside floor. Monica climbs up onto the apron, as she puts her leg through the ropes, Cory rushes her and tangles her up in the ropes. Sable calls out Wendy’s name from across the opposite side of the floor and flips her the bird. Wendy ignores Sable and continues to focus on the match; she slaps her palms on the apron and cheers Monica on. Sable slowly struts around the corner and makes her way towards Wendy like a lioness stalking its prey. Ref Debra stands in the center of the ring.
As Monica continues to writhe in the ropes, Cory pummels on her hard ripped washboard abs, Monica grunts as each blow lands is mark. Monica slips her arms free and clotheslines Cory to the canvas, Cory rolls to her feet, Monica grabs Cory’s wrist and whips her into the ropes, Cory drops to her knees and slams her forearm up between Monica’s legs. Cory rubs her groin in Monica’s face and shoves her onto her back.
Sable grabs a leather strap, she slides into the ring and hands it to Cory, Sable places Monica in a front facelock and Cory whips her across the back with the strap. Wendy slides into the ring and spears Cory to the canvas. Sable goes to pounce on Wendy, but Wendy sidesteps and connects with the super kick to Sable’s chin. Cory’s quickly back on her eet, she grabs a fistful of Wendy’s hair and whips her across the back with the strap, Wendy winces and clutches the small of her back where Cory struck her. Monica grabs Cory by the waist in a rear bear hug and suplexes her to the canvas.
1…2 Sable scoops up Wendy and tosses her out of the ring, Wendy’s head grazes the edge of the apron as she falls to the thinly padded ringside floor. Cory and Monica trade punches in the center of the ring. Sable climbs out of the ring and hops down onto the floor, she pulls Wendy up and whips her into the steel steps. Monica delivers a big knee to Cory’s midsection, she hits Cory with a side slam. Sable puls a table from under the ring and slides it in under the bottom rope. Monica powerbombs Cory to the canvas. Sable climbs onto the ring apron and shouts at Monica, Wendy grabs Sale’s ankles and jerks her off the apron, Sable’s chin bounces off the apron. Monica grabs the table and sets it up, Wendy tosses Sable into the ring, she climbs in. Wendy and Monica lay Cory and Sable aside one another on the table top. Monica piledrives Cory as Wendy Sable-bombs Sable, all four ladies crash through the table. Monica goes for the cover.
1…2… Cory kicks out. Monica pulls Cory up and whips her into the ropes as Wendy tosses Sable out of the ring, On the rebound Cory catches Monica with a big boot to the chest. Cory scoops Monica up, carries her into the corner and hangs her up in the tree of woe. Cory laughs at the flailing Monica, she repeatedly knees Monica’s abdomen and laughs. “I’m going to have some fun with you.” Cory grabs Monica’s sports bra and rips it off her body, she twirls it over her head and shoves it into Monica’s mouth, Cory grabs a kendo stick from off the ringside floor and whacks Monica across her boobs with it. Wendy drags Sable up the ramp, pulls her up and connects with a suplex onto the ramp.
Wendy pulls Sable up by her hair, Sable drops to her knees and slams her fist into Wendy’s groin, she growls and shoves Wendy off the side of the ramp, Sable dives off the ramp and slams her elbow down on Wendy’s abdomen. Wendy moans and rolls onto her side clutching her abs.
Cory scoops up Monica and power slams her onto the canvas, she goes for the cover hooking Monica’s leg. Monica kicks out at 2, Cory sits up, her mouth gaping wide. Cory drags Monica to her feet and whips her into the ropes, Monica reverses momentum and delivers a drop kick to Cory’s chest, Cory stumbles back and topples over the ropes and crashes to the ringside floor, Monica dives over the ropes and connects with the leg drop across Cory’s throat. Monica pulls Cory up and connects with a spinebuster suplex, she grabs a trash can and slams it down onto Cory’s back. “You think you’re real funny ripping off my top. Well honey, I can do you one better,” Monica rips off Cory’s leotard, revealing her blue panties and bra beneath.
Sable stomps on Wendy’s groin, She runs over to Cory’s aid, Monica scoops Sable up and power slams her onto Cory. Wendy pulls Sable up and tucks her head between her legs, Sable grabs the back of Wendy’s knees and jerks her off her feet, Sable grabs Wendy’s ankles and catapults her facefirst into the security barrier. Sable scoops up Wendy and lays her face up across the security barrier and slams her forearm down across Wendy’s throat. Monica squeezes Sable from behind in a tight bearhug, Cory smacks the back of Monica’s knee with the kendo stick. Sable grabs Monica and Sable-bombs her onto Wendy, Monica and Wendy fall into the stands. Cory climbs up onto the security barrier, Monica and Wendy stagger to their feet, Cory dives off and catches the two of them with a double clothesline.
The crowd starts jeering and booing as Cory and Sable grind dance on the ringside floor. “Let’s throw these two losers back on this side.” Cory says. Cory grabs Monica and slings her into the security barrier, Cory goes for the cover, Monica kicks out. Wendy knees Sable in the midsection, then elbows her across the back “Leave my friend alone.” Cory shouts, Monica low blows her from behind, they double team Cory and toss her into the steel steps. Wendy drags Sable over to the ring post, Monica cuffs Sable’s wrists around the ring post.
Wendy slams her fist into Sable’s abs, then Monica knees her abdomen. Sable spits in Wendy’s eyes and tells Wendy to kiss her ass. Wendy backhands Sable and says make me. Cory slams a trash can over Monica’s head, Wendy turns to face Cory, Cory sprays mace in Wendy’s face. Wendy drops to her knees rubbing at her eyes, Cory grabs Wendy by the throat and choke slams her on top of Monica. Ref Debra keeps her distance, not wanting to get drawn into the chaos. Cory flips Wendy onto her stomach and locks on the camel clutch.
Sable screams as she tugs at her restraints, she yells at Cory to find the keys. Cory releases Wendy and searches around the ring canvas. Monica staggers to her feet and barrels into Cory spearing her to the canvas, she hoists Cory up over her head and gorilla press slams her into the ring. Monica slides a table into the ring and climbs back in.
Coughing, Wendy gets to her feet. “I’ve got a present for you, Sable,” Wendy pulls a black bag from under the ring and pulls out a vibrator, she presses the vibrator against Sable’s crotch and flips it on. Sable moans as the vibrator whirrs to life. Monica chokeslams Cory through the table, she rolls on top of Cory and hooks her legs.
1…2….3. Debra raises Monica’s arm in victory. Wendy rolls into the ring and embraces Monica in a celebratory hug. Cory staggers to her feet, she grabs the key off the canvas and rolls out of the ring, she unlocks Sable and hands her the cuffs. Sable and Cory creep up behind Monica and Wendy. Cory slams a steel folding chair over Monica’s head. Sable jumps on Wendy’s back and cuffs her arms behind her back. Cory shoves the vibrator into Wendy’s mouth, Sable knees Wendy’s groin, Wendy drops to her knees. Cory pulls the vibrator from Wendy’s mouth and smacks the back of Wendy’s head with it. Wendy flops onto her back. Sable grabs Wendy’s ankles and traps her in the figure-4-leglock. Cory squirts baby oil all over Wendy’s chest.
Sable screams at Wendy. “You think you’re real clever, honey, well we’re about to drop the bomb on you and your friend.” Cory stomps Wendy’s groin. Sable releases the leglock, she stands over Wendy and slaps her face. “Whatever happens to Monica is on your hands. “ They drag Wendy over to the ropes, Sable cuffs Wendy’s right wrist and cuffs her to the bottom rope. Sable and Cory take turns using the vibrator on Monica, Monica moans in ecstasy, Debra gestures for security. Sable sees security running down the ramp, she kicks Wendy in the ribs and flees with Cory through the crowd.
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Selma Labat vs Mavi Gioia
Selma ran along the shore dressed in a skimpy black bikini, she halted and took to one knee, sweat rolling down her thick shredded muscular body, she wiped her forehand with the back of her hand and laid down in the sand and closed her eyes. A few minutes later she heard music blasting from further down the beach, she went to investigate and found a group of people throwing a party.
The music stopped as Selma walked up, several party goers turned to look at her, one of the women made her way through the crowd and approached Selma dressed in a blue bikini, she smirked and folded her arms across her chest. “Hi, I’m Mavi. What brings you over here?”
“I heard the music so I decided to check it out.” Selma offered her hand and Mavi shook it, Selma gawked when she saw Mavi’s forearm bulge with thick ropy veiny muscles.
Mavi smirked. “You like my muscles; I’ve worked real hard to get them this big.” Mavi glanced over at Selma’s massive chiseled pecs. “Looks like you’re pretty strong too. Care to put your muscles to the test?”
Selma pulled her hand back, she flexed her arms at her side, her cannonball biceps bulged with thick ropy veins, she grinned and kissed her left bicep. “Sure, why not? I’ve got some free time. What did you have in mind?”
Mavi spread her legs shoulder width apart and held out her hands. “Come on and fight me, if you’re as strong as you look, it should make for an interesting fight.”
Selma cocked her eyebrow. “Are you serious? You want to fight.” Selma glanced around, several party goers found a circle around her and Mavi, they talked amongst themselves, Selma could hear them talking about her, wondering if she was afraid to accept Mavi’s challenge. “Selma furrowed her brows, she walked up to Mavi and held out her hands. “Fine, I accept your challenge.”
They locked hands along the beach shore, their arms bulging with thick hard veiny rippling muscles as they struggled to force the other to their knees. Selma gritted her teeth, slowly she started pushing Mavi down onto one knee. Mavi grunted, with a sudden burst of strength she pushed herself back onto both feet and quickly forced Selma down onto both knees. Selma grunted as she tried to push Mavi away, Mavi chuckled as she drove her knee into Selma’s chin.
Selma grunted and flopped onto her back, Mavi stood over Selma and flexed her arms, Selma gasped as Mavi’s cannonball biceps bulged with massive ropy veins. “What’s the matter, Selma? You weren’t expecting my muscles to dwarf yours. That’s too bad, because I’m just getting warmed up.” Mavi bent down, she grabbed Selma’s wrists and pulled her up, Selma lunged and drove her fist into Mavi’s abdomen. Mavi grunted and doubled over, Selma scooped up Mavi and slammed her down onto her back, Mavi rolled to her feet and brought her forearm up between Selma’s legs. Selma grunted and staggered back and dropped to her knees.
Mavi grabbed Selma by the throat onehanded and shoved her into the ocean, Selma flailed her arms as she splashed down into the water, she scrambled for the shore and threw herself at Mavi and tackled her to the sand. Mavi grabbed a fistful of Selma’s hair and jerked her head back, Selma yelped and rolled away from Mavi, they got to their feet at the same time and started trading punches by the edge of the shore, Selma grazed Mavi’s chin with a right hook, Mavi stumbled back, she lunged and caught Selma’s abdomen with a vicious haymaker.
Selma grunted and flopped onto her rear, Mavi slid behind Selma and hooked her arm around her throat. Selma gasped for air as Mavi squeezed her throat with her massive muscular arm. Selma clawed at Mavi’s forearm, but that only caused Mavi to tighten her grip, Selma’s arms drooped at her sides, Mavi smirked and shoved Selma onto her side. Selma bolted up and slammed her heel into Mavi’s groin, Mavi grunted and flopped onto her side, Selma threw herself on top of Mavi and gripped her throat tightly. Mavi raked her fingers down Selma’s face.
Selma screamed and fell back rubbing at her eyes. Mavi snarled and gave Selma a hard kick to her ribs, Selma grunted and flopped onto her back. Mavi grabbed Selma’s wrist, pulled her up and drove her knee into her groin. Selma grunted and fell to one knee. Mavi shoved Selma’s head between her legs and squeezed the sides of her neck between her massive shredded tree trunk thighs. Selma flailed her arms, she clawed at Mavi’s thighs, Mavi laughed, she jumped up and drove Selma’s face into the sand and held it there for several seconds. “I didn’t know you were part ostrich.” Mavi said and chuckled.
Mavi grabbed a fistful of hair and pulled Selma’s face from the sand, Selma glared at Mavi and spit a mouthful of sand into Mavi’s face. Mavi stumbled back trying to rub sand from her eyes. Selma snarled and rammed her shoulder into Mavi’s waist, Mavi grunted and flopped onto her back. Selma grabbed Mavi’s wrist, she flopped down and wrapped her thick massive legs around Mavi’s arm. Mavi screamed and clawed the sand with her free hand. Selma arched her hips, pain racked Mavi’s right arm, she scooped up a handful of sand and tossed it into Selma’s face. Selma
Screamed and rubbed her eyes. Mavi slipped her arm free, she stood up and landed a dropkick to Selma’s chest.
Selma grunted and flopped onto her back, her eyes still stinging from the sand. Mavi pulled Selma up and drove her fist into her groin, Selma doubled over, Mavi slammed her elbow down across the back of Selma’s neck, Selma collapsed onto the sand, she crawled up away from the shore, Mavi stood over her and flopped down onto the small of her back. Selma moaned as Mavi hooked the sides of her mouth with her fingers and pulled back hard. Mavi hooted and hollered as she used Selma like a trampoline. Selma screamed and clawed at the sand.
Mavi locked her hands under Selma’s chin and pulled back hard on her head, Selma screamed and slapped Mavi’s thigh, Mavi broke the hold and stood up, she looked down at Selma with a broad grin stretched across her lips. “Giving up already, I thought you had more fight left in you, but I guess I was wrong.” Mavi said and shook her head.
Selma staggered to her feet clutching her back, she glared at Mavi and flexed her arms. “Don’t underestimate me.” Mavi stepped back gawking in horror as Selma’s arms swelled up to truiple their size, Selma grinned cockily, she took a step towards Mavi and halted in mid stride, her arms dropped at her sides, her biceps deflated like a leaky balloon, she stumbled forward and fell to her knees.
Mavi smirked, she walked up to Selma and gripped her weakened biceps tightly. “Wow, that’s a first, I’ve never seen anyone’s biceps spring a leak before.” Mavi slid her hands up Selma’s horseshoe triceps and lifted her up onto her feet. “You’re out of steam, now you can grovel at my feet.” Several of the party goers cheered and applauded for their friend Mavi as she forced the weakened Selma to kiss her feet.
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Jennifer Louwagie vs Shannon Courtney
Shannon stood in the center of the gym mat curling a 100lb dumbbell in each hand. She counted to ten and dropped the weights at her feet, she turned and flexed her massive ripped arms in the wall length mirror, she pulled her sweat drenched tank top and threw it to the ground, her chiseled pecs stretching out her pink sports bra. Shannon smiled and kissed her cannonball biceps, she spun around at the sound of someone applauding behind her.
Jennifer strode over towards Shannon, a devious grin stretched across her lips. “Hey, I finally found this place; I’ve been looking for you for quite some time.”
Shannon furrowed her brows; she stood with her hands on her hips, watching Jennifer’s every step. “Why is that? Are you a fan of mine? Sorry, I’m not giving autographs right now, try coming back never.” Shannon threw back her head and chuckled.
Jennifer flexed her right arm, Shannon’s jaw dropped as Jennifer’s cannonball bicep bulged with thick ropy veins, and Jennifer smirked and kissed her bicep. “I’m sorry. Were you saying something?” Jennifer dropped her arms at her side and stood with her nose pressing against Shannon’s nose.
Shannon clenched her trembling fists, she took a step back and glared at Jennifer. “What do you want? I‘m very busy working on my physique.”
Jennifer rubbed her finger underneath Shannon’s chin; she leaned in close, her breath warm against Shannon’s cheek. “You look like a pretty strong and stout girl, why don’t you humor me and show me how powerful you are.”
Shannon slapped Jennifer’s hand down and glared into her eyes, she was drawn by the fiery gleam in Jennifer’s eyes. Shannon chewed nervously on her lower lip. “Why should I fight you? What do I need to prove to you?”
Jennifer sighed loudly and folded her massive arms across her chest; she chuckled and shook her head. “Well, the mighty Shannon Courtney is afraid to fight, wait till I spread this over the internet. Nobody is going to respect you after they find out.” Jennifer turned and walked towards the door.
Shannon reached out and grasped Jennifer’s shoulder. “Wait, do go. Can I have a moment to think about it.”
Jennifer looked back at Shannon and smirked. “Take all the time you need, honey.” Jennifer turned towards Shannon and tapped her finger against her chin.
Shannon paced along the floor, she shot Jennifer several short glances, she chewed on her fingernails, she halted and turned and slowly approached Jennifer, she offered Jennifer her hand. “You’re on, I’ll fight you, but don’t cry when I beat you.”
Jennifer cocked her eyebrow; she covered her mouth and giggled. “Oh, I don’t think I have to worry about you beating me.” Jennifer shook Shannon’s hand, she smirked and pulled Shannon close and wrapped her arms around her waist, and Shannon groaned and flailed her arms as Jennifer locked her in a bearhug. Shannon pressed her hands against Jennifer’s chest and tried to shove her back, Jennifer refused to budge an inched, she tightened her grip around Shannon’s waist.
Jennifer lifted Shannon off her feet and shook her like a ragdoll; Shannon grunted and slammed her fist into Jennifer’s chest. Jennifer threw Shannon to the floor and stomped her left knee. Shannon grunted and clutched her left knee. Jennifer grabbed a fistful of Shannon’s hair and jerked her up, Shannon elbowed Jennifer’s hard chiseled abdomen, Jennifer grunted and doubled over, and saliva flew from her mouth. Shannon slammed her fist into Jennifer’s chin, Jennifer grunted and stumbled back.
Shannon bent down and rushed headlong into Jenifer’s midsection. Jennifer grunted and dropped to her knees. Shannon grabbed two big fistfuls of Jennifer’s hair, Jennifer shouted and head butted Shannon’s groin, Shannon yelped, she doubled over and dropped to her knees, Jennifer slammed her forearm across Shannon’s throat, and Shannon gurgled and flopped onto her back. Jennifer straddled Shannon’s waist, she brought her knee down onto Shannon’s groin, Shannon screamed and clawed at Jennifer’s face. Jennifer backhanded Shannon across the face, she leaned down and head butted Shannon’s forehead.
Shannon yelped, she hooked her feet under Jennifer’s armpits and flipped her onto her back, Shannon kipped up and stomped Jennifer’s groin, she fell over and slammed her fist down on Jennifer’s groin. Jennifer grunted and sat up clutching her crotch, Shannon cupped Jennifer’s chin in her hand and slapped her hard across the chest, and Jennifer grunted and flopped onto her back. Jennifer jammed her thumbs in Shannon’s eyes. Shannon fell back rubbing her eyes. Jennifer grabbed a jump rope off the floor and wrapped it tightly around Shannon’s neck, Shannon gasped for air and flailed her arms, Jennifer placed both ends of the jump rope in one hand and slammed her free fist into the side of Shannon’s head.
“What’s wrong, Shannon? Can’t catch your breath? That’s too bad, sweetie.” Jennifer dragged Shannon to the edge of the mat and slung her against the wall. Shannon took a deep breath as the jump rope loosened from around her neck, she unwrapped the jump rope from around her throat and glared at Jennifer, she tossed the jump rope against the wall and staggered to her feet. Jennifer chuckled and gestured for Shannon to come at her.
Shannon bellowed like a madwoman and flung herself at Jennifer tackling her to the mat. Jennifer grunted and grabbed a fistful of Jennifer’s hair. Shannon bashed Jennifer’s chest with her forearm. Jennifer snarled and slammed her fist into Shannon’s chin, Shannon rolled back and leapt to her feet, she grabbed Jennifer’s wrist and whipped her face first into the wall. Jennifer grunted and flopped onto her back, Shannon brought the back of her massive tree trunk thigh down across Jennifer’s throat. Jennifer squirmed and kicked her legs as Shannon wrapped her legs around her throat. “Looks like the tables are turned now.” Shannon chuckled and swatted Jennifer’s chest. “What’s wrong? Is it too tight for you?”
Jennifer dug her fingernails into Shannon’s thigh, Shannon winced and squeezed Jenifer’s throat even tighter. Jennifer’s breathing grew ragged as Shannon taunted her mercilessly; she patted Jennifer’s head and smirked. Jennifer clenched her fists, she gripped Shannon’s thigh, with a great strain, she managed to flip Shannon over, she ran her fingernails down Shannon’s thighs, Shannon winced and released Jennifer’s throat. Jennifer dropped to her knees and slammed her fist hard into Shannon’s chin, Shannon grunted as her head snapped back. Jennifer grabbed Shannon’s wrists and pulled her up, she pressed Shannon’s back against the wall, she repeatedly kneed Shannon’s groin, Shannon’s face twisted in agony as Jennifer clobbered her tender groin.
Jennifer took a step back and flexed her arms at her side. Shannon slumped down clutching at her groin. Jennifer slammed her fist into Shannon’s abdomen, spittle flew from Shannon’s lips. Jennifer cupped Shannon’s chin in her hand, she leaned in and breathed on Shannon’s ear, she chuckled and rammed the back of Shannon’s head against the wall. Shannon winced and groaned loudly, Jennifer scooped up Shannon and slammed her down across her knee, she pushed down on Shannon’s chin and knees. Shannon screamed and flailed her arms as she struggled to escape Jennifer’s over the knee backbreaker. “Give up, you can’t win against. Don’t make me crush you with every ounce of my strength. There’s no shame in admitting when you’re outclassed.”
Shannon gritted her teeth and shook her head. “Never, I’ll risk a broken back before I concede to you.”
Jennifer shrugged. “So be it.” Jennifer pushed down hard on Shannon’s chin and knees, Shannon felt like a piece of paper being folded, she groaned loudly and flailed her clenched fists. Jennifer smirked and hummed loudly. “On second thought, don’t give up yet. I’m having too much fun punishing you for your stupidity. Resist for as long as you can.”
Shannon unclenched her right fist, her palm hovering over Jennifer’s side, she was about to tap when Jennifer shoved her to the mat. She moaned in relief as Jennifer drew back to catch her breath. Shannon grimaced as she sat up, she clutched her lower back and glared at Jennifer, she wiped the sweat from her face as she staggered to her feet, she bent over with her hands on her knees. Jennifer strode up to her and grabbed her by the throat one handed, Shannon growled and drove her knee into Jennifer’s groin. Jennifer grunted and dropped to her knees. Shannon gave Jennifer a hard slap across her face. Jennifer flopped onto her back, Shannon squatted down on Jennifer’s waist and pummeled her abdomen with a flurry of hard jabs.
Jennifer groaned and grabbed Shannon’s wrist, Shannon howled and brought her knee down onto Jennifer’s groin. Jennifer yelped and raked her fingers down Shannon’s chest. Shannon pulled Jennifer up and body slammed her to the mat, she pitche forward and slammed her elbow down across Jenifer’s chest. Jennifer grunted and rolled to the edge of the mat, she sat up rubbing her chest, she scowled at Shannon as she stood up. Shannon lunged, she and Jennifer locked hands and struggled to force the other down onto their knees. Shannon whimpered as Jennifer squeezed her hands in her powerful grip, Jennifer laughed as she pushed Shannon down onto her knees, Shannon glared up at Jennifer, Jennifer looked down at Shannon and shook her head, she made a tsk tsk sound and drove her knee into Shannon’s chin. Shannon’s head snapped back, she grunted and flopped onto her back.
Jennifer grabbed a fistful of Shannon’s hair and pulled her up, she scooped up Shannon and slammed her down hard onto the mat. Shannon grunted and clutched her back. Jennifer leaned down over Shannon and spit in her face. “Come on, I know your got more juice in your battery. Get back on your feet.”
Shannon snarled, she staggered to her feet, she glared and flexed her arms at her side, her cannonball biceps and triceps bulged with thick corded veins, she smirked and told Jennifer to come at her.
Jennifer stared slack jawed at Shannon, she dared not take a step, she find herself forgetting to breathe. Shannon took a step forward, Jennifer gasped. Shannon halted in mid-step, her arms dropped at her sides as a blank expression washed over her face, she pitched forward and fell flat on her face. Jennifer smirked and pressed her foot down on the back of Shannon’s neck. Jennifer hit a most muscular pose and chuckled. Shannon’s arms deflated like a punctured tire. Jennifer knelt down by Shannon’s head and stroked her hair. “Nice try honey, but I’m the queen wherever I go. Everyone’s just vying for second place.”
Jennifer ran her fingers over Shannon’s left bicep. “You’re strong, but I’ve faced tougher. Maybe next time, honey.” Jennifer flipped Shannon onto her back and sat her up, she threw her arm over Shannon’s shoulder, she ran her other palm over Shannon’s abdomen, her once tightly packed abdomen soft like butter. Shannon tried to push Jennifer back but her arms felt like they were weighted down with cement. Jennifer giggled and stroked Shannon’s chin. “I’m glad you got cameras in here. I’ll make a copy of your beat down and sell tapes of it on the internet. Don’t worry; I’ll split the profit with you fairly.” Jennifer chuckled and drove her fist into Shannon’s abdomen.
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Dallas vs Crush
Mutli-colored pyro goes off above the entrance stage, the deafening roar of the crowd echoes throughout the packed arena, there’s not an empty seat to be found as the camera pans over to the announcer’s table. Kim Lyons and Jillian Michaels smile and wave as the camera zooms in on them.
Kim: Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to our inaugural pay-per-view, and tonight’s line up promises to be one hell of a wild ride.
Jillian: We have 17 exciting matches for you, our Main event features three of the leagues strongest women. Direct your attention over to the jumbotron.
The camera cuts to the big screen over the stage, Christine Roth walks out of the parking garage and heads towards her dressing room dressed in an orange tank top and blue jeans, her face shows no emotion as she marches down the hallway, Monica Brant walks up to Christine.
Monica: Christine, can I have a word with you. Tonight is one of the most important matches of your career as you fight to regain the title that Sarah Dunlap took from you. But not only that, you have to deal with Gina Davis, one of the UFWL’s toughest competitors. What is your strategy going into this match?
Christine shuts her eyes and takes a deep breath, she snaps her eyes open and grabs the microphone from Monica.
Christine: It’s going to be a tough match, but I plan to emerge with the title by the end of the night, Sarah and Gina are both amazing competitors, so I’m going to have to keep them separated when I’m fighting them. Gina is the biggest obstacle so I’m going to have to deal with her first.
Sarah walks up behind Christine; she throws back her head and chuckles. Sarah’s dressed in a black tank top, jeans jacket and leather pants, the Empress of Wrestling title is strapped around her waist.
Sarah: Don’t be stupid, there’s no way I’m walking out of here without the title around my waist. Neither you nor Gina has a chance of beating me. Our match is No Holds Barred, so I’m going to show no mercy once the bell rings. I’ll let the ref know to have the paramedics standing by for the two of you.
Christine. Cocky bitch, I’m leaving tonight with the title, I’ve been champion before and will be again.
Sarah shrugs, she nudges Christine out of the way as she heads to her dressing room. Christine glares at Sarah with clenched fists, she snorts and pushes Monica aside and double times to her dressing room.
Monica: (Shrugs) Back to you, Jillian and Kim.
The camera cuts back to Jillian and Kim.
Jillian: Thanks, Monica. Our first match of the evening features two ladies who are natural born leaders. Ever since the Gladiators Battle Royale, Dallas has taken command of the Bad Gladiators, which Crush objected to vehemently. Well now it’s time to determine who will lead the Bad Gladiators, not only is the leadership at stake, but Dallas has also agreed to put her Gladiator’s Title on the line in our first ever Lumberjill match.
Kim: So let’s get it on.
The arena lights dim, Good Gladiators Zap, Siren, Ice, Elektra, Sky and Lace walk out onto the entrance stage, they stand side by side flexing their sweat drenched biceps for the frenzied crowd, they sprint down the ramp. Zap, Siren and Ice stand along the south side of the ringside floor, Elektra, Sky and Lace stand along the north side of the floor.
Venom, Hellga, Steel, Phoenix, Jet and Fury strut out onto the entrance stage, pugil sticks holstered across their backs. They flex their biceps and laugh at the Good Gladiators as they strut down the ramp. Venom, Hellga and Steel take position along the west side of the ring, Phoenix, Jet and Fury along the east side of the ringside floor.
The arena goes pitch black, a single spotlight shines down on the entrance stage right in front of the curtain. Dallas emerges from the back, dressed in her Gladiators outfit. The Gladiator’s title is strapped around her waist. Dallas smirks as she sashays down the ramp, the spotlight following her every step, she pushes past Elektra and climbs onto the apron as the lights come back on. Dallas steps through the ropes and walks over to Referee Denise Austin, she unstraps the title from around her waist, holds it up over her head and hands it to the ref. Ref Denise hands the title to the timekeeper Mickie James. Dallas walks into the southwest corner of the ring and leans against the turnbuckle, a smug grin stretched across her lips.
Crush walks out onto the entrance stage, the crowd is on their feet cheering her name, she smiles and waves to the crowd and sprints down the ramp, she slides into the ring and rolls to her feet, she bends over with her hands on her knees and glares at Dallas. Dallas struts up to Crush and crouches down in front of her, their eyes lock and they try to intimidate each other by flexing their muscles. Dallas covers her mouth and pretends to yawn, Crush offers Dallas her hand. Dallas sneers and slaps Crush’s hand.
Crush slaps her palms against her chest and beckons to Dallas, Dallas smirks and holds her hands over her head. Ref Denise calls for the bell. Dallas and Crush start with a collar and elbow tie up in the center of the ring, they grunt as they struggle to force one another back. Crush bellows and drives her knee into Dallas’s abdomen, Dallas grunts and doubles over, she grits her teeth and pushes Crush’s back against the ropes, she kicks Crush in the groin, Crush grunts and drops to one knee. Dallas locks Crush in a side headlock and squeezes her throat tightly. Gasping for air, Crush flails her arms, she elbows Dallas in the ribs. Dallas grunts and tightens her grip, Crush dig her heels into the canvas and pushes Dallas back into the ropes, Crush slips her head free and grabs Dallas by the waist, scoops her up and body slams her to the canvas, Crush goes for the cover.
1…Dallas kicks out. Crush snarls and slaps the canvas with her palm, she grabs a fistful of hair and drags Dallas to her feet, Dallas slams her forearm across Crush’s chest and grabs her wrist, she whips Crush into the ropes, on the rebound Dallas connects with a clothesline and knocks Crush to the canvas with a grunt. Crush rises to her feet and shakes her head, Dallas grabs Crush by the hair from behind, she leads her into the corner and repeatedly smashes her forehead across the top turnbuckle. Crush grabs the top rope, she jumps up onto the middle rope and jumps of and catches Dallas’s chest with a hard elbow.
Crush grabs Dallas’s wrist, she flops onto her rear and wraps her legs around Dallas’s left arm and arches her hips. Dallas screams and flails her free arm as she reaches for the ropes. “Give up, Dallas. You stole control of the Bad Gladiators from me, and I want it back. Submit now, and I won’t punish you too severely.”
“You wish, I’ll never give in to a weakling like you.” Dallas said through gritted teeth.
Crush chuckles and arches her hips as high as she can. Dallas screams, she kicks her legs and manages to place her foot on the bottom rope, Denise sees this and orders Crush to break the hold. Crush sighs and complies with the ref’s order, she stands up and give Dallas a swift kick to her ribs. Dallas grunts and rolls onto her side. Crush grabs Dallas by the wrist and hair and pulls her to her feet. Dallas lunges headlong into Crush and tackles her to the canvas. Wasting little time, Dallas straddles Crush’s waist, she smirks as she pummels Crush’s abdomen with her fists. Crush grunts as each blow lands, she screams and jams her thumbs in Dallas’s eyes. Dallas draws back and rubs her eyes, she staggers to her feet. Crush grabs Dallas’s wrist and whips her into the corner, she gestures to the crowd and charges Dallas.
Dallas ducks down and flips Crush over her shoulder, Crush crashes to the western ringside floor. Venom, Hellga and Steel converge on Crush and stomp on her abdomen. Hellga scoops up Crush, Venom and Steel pummels Crush’s lower back with their pugil sticks. Hellga snickers and rams Crush into the edge of the ring apron and rolls her back into the ring. Crush winces as she staggers to her feet, Dallas grabs two fistfuls of Crush’s hair and presses her throat against the top rope. Crush flails her arms wildly as she gasps for air. Venom climbs onto the apron, grabs Crush by the hair and jumps off the apron, Crush gurgles as her throat slams into the rope, she grunts and flops onto her back.
Dallas pulls up Crush and hiptosses her to the canvas. Crush staggers to her feet, she stumbles into the corner and collapses against the turnbuckles. Dallas locks her arms around Crush’s waist and suplexes her off the turnbuckle.
1…2…Crush manages to kick out, Dallas sits up and screams in the ref’s face telling her that was three. Denise shakes her head and tells Dallas the match isn’t over yet. Dallas pulls up Crush, Crush drops to one knee and head butts Dallas’s groin. Dallas staggers back and doubles over, Crush lunges and spears Dallas through the ropes, they crash down onto the northern ringside floor.
Elektra pulls Dallas to her feet and tosses her back into the ring. Sky scoops up Crush and rolls her back in. Dallas gets to her feet first and elbow drops Crush’s chest. Crush sits up and clutches her chest, she rolls to her feet and retreats to the southwest corner of the ring. Dallas crouches down and stalks towards Crush like a lioness on the hunt. Breathing heavily, Crush struggles to regain her composure, she freezes up as Dallas charges and bellows like a wild animal. Dallas drives her shoulder into Crush’s midsection, Crush slumps down in the corner.
Dallas drags her thumb across her throat, she hooks Crush’s arms over the top rope and clobbers Crush’s abdomen with a barrage of swift hard punches. Crush grunts, her abdomen throbbing with pain, she hurls herself forward and tackles Dallas to the canvas. Crush gets to her feet, as she bends down to grabs Dallas, she winces and clutches her ribs, she drops to one knee, the crowd can see the pain etched on her face. Dallas sits up, she smiles wickedly and grabs Crush’s throat.
Dallas gets to her feet, she scoops up Crush and tosses her out onto the eastern ringside floor. Phoenix and Jet grab each of Crush’s elbows and pull her to her feet, Fury clenches her fist, she raises it up to Crush’s jaw, she hesitates and shakes her head, refusing to strike her best friend. “Hit her.” Jet shouted.
Fury shook her head, she turned and slammed her fist into Jet’s chin. Jet stumbled back against the security barrier, Phoenix shoved Crush to her knees, she lunged and tackled Fury against the edge of the ring apron. Crush staggered to her feet, she rolled up onto the apron and pulled herself up with the ropes, Dallas grabbed Crush in a vertical suplex and power slammed her back into the ring. Dallas went for the cover.
1…2….Crush placed her foot on the rope. Denise stopped the pin count, Dallas stood up and screamed in Denise’s face. Denise shoved Dallas back. Crush sat up and caught Dallas with the school girl pin.
1…2…Dallas kicked out, she rolled to her feet and glared at Crush, she grabbed two fistfuls of hair and jerked Crush to her feet, Crush slammed her fist into Dallas’s abdomen. Dallas grunted and whipped Crush into the corner, she cartwheel across the canvas, rolled to her feet and caught Crush in the chest with a hard elbow. Crush lurched out of the corner, she stood in a dazed stupor for several seconds, Dallas came up behind Crush and hit her with the Russian leg sweep, Dallas straddled Crush’s throat.
1…2….3. Denise raised Dallas’ arm in victory. Dallas stood up and bowed mockingly to the crowd, Crush rolled onto her side clutching the back of her head. Dallas leaned down over Crush and slapped the side of her head, she snapped her fingers. Phoenix and Jet tossed Fury into the ring and climbed in after her. Venom, Hellga and Steel rolled into the ring and circled around Crush and Fury. Dallas sneered. “Show these two what happens when you defy your undisputed leader.”
Brandishing their pugil sticks, The Bad Gladiators mercilessly pummeled Crush and Fury. Crush and Fury cried out as Their former friends ruthlessly clobbered their bodies. Crush let out a blood curdling scream as Venom’s pugil stick butted her groin. Zap and the Good Gladiators stormed the ring. Ice grabbed Venom by the waist and suplexed her to the canvas. Phoenix spun to hit Elektra, Elektra ducked the pugil stick and speared Phoenix through the ropes. Sky low blowed Hellga, scooped her up and tossed her to the ringside floor. Dallas and Zap locked up, Zap drove her knee into Dallas’s groin, and drove her head onto the canvas. Jet and Steel fled the ring, they helped Hellga to her feet.
“That’s enough.” Stephanie Mcmahon’s voice echoed throughout the arena, she walked out onto the entrance stage. “If you don’t cease this senseless fighting right now, I’ll have security clear the ring and have all of you detained.”
Dallas and the rest of the Bad Gladiators fled the ring, she glared at Zap but decided not to press the issue. “Crush, Fury. I got bad news for you. Both of you are expelled from the group. Fury, you made the biggest mistake of your life.” Dallas gestured to her subordinates, they grabbed their pugil sticks and fled through the crowd.
Zap and the others helped Crush and Fury out of the ring, Stephanie turned and disappeared into the back.
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Janet Tech vs Nicole Bass
Nicole strutted down the hallway dressed in a green leotard and black knee-high leather boots, Laura Bass followed silently behind. They turned the corner and stopped, Sue Gafner blocked the path leading to the ring. Nicole walked up to Sue and offered her hand, Sue shook it and grinned.
“Good luck in your match tonight. Not that you’ll need it.” Sue threw back her head and chuckled.
Nicole folded her massive arms across her chest and smirked. “I know, Janet is going to regret the day she signed up for this match.” Sue pulled Nicole close and slapped her on the back.
“Destroy her, and make us proud.” Sue said.
Nicole nodded, she gestured to Laura and quickly made their way to the entrance curtain. Nicole swept the curtain aside and strutted out onto the entrance stage, the crowd showered her with boos as she walked down the ramp and rolled into the ring, Laura walked around the ring and sat down between Kim and Jillian and slipped on one of the headsets.
Jillian: Welcome, it’s nice to see you Laura.
Laura: thanks, Jillian. The Bass Connection is here, and tonight we’re going to kick serious butt.
Kim: The Bass Connection?
Laura: That’s what we’re calling our partnership, you got a problem with that.
Kim: Not at all, I like the sound of it.
Laura: Good.
Jillian: There’s no doubt in my mind that Nicole is going to thrash Janet.
Laura: Janet doesn’t know what she’s getting into.
Janet walks out onto the entrance stage dressed in a red bikini and barefoot, the crowd greeted her with thunderous applause as she sprinted down the ramp, she slid into the ring and glared at Nicole from across the ring. Nicole smirked and flexed her massive arms at her side. Janet gulped and took a step back. Ref Denise motioned both ladies to join her in the center of the ring. Janet and Nicole locked eyes, Nicole gritted her knee and mimed spanking Janet over her knee. Janet furrowed her brow. “You wish, overgrown brute.” Janet said.
Nicole rubbed her chin and chuckled. “Laugh now, but when you’re lying unconscious on your back, don’t say I didn’t warn you.” Nicole cracked her knuckles, she offered her hand and Janet shook it, Nicole pulled Janet towards her, she lunged and clotheslined Janet to the canvas, Janet kipped up as Nicole came charging at her like an enraged bull, Nicole caught Janet with a big boot to the chin. Janet clutched her chin and rolled off the edge of the apron, she paced around the ring.
Nicole leaned over the top rope and pointed at Janet. “This is a hardcore match, there’s nowhere for you to run.” Nicole climbed out onto the apron and flung herself at Janet, knocking her to the ringside floor. Grabbing a fistful of hair, Nicole dragged Janet to her feet and whipped her into the security barrier, Janet yelped as she fell onto her stomach, Nicole leaped into the air and brought her leg down across Janet’s throat. Nicole got to her feet and pumped her fists, she reached under the apron and pulled a nightstick and smacked it across Janet’s back.
Janet grunted and rolled onto her side, Nicole grabbed Janet’s wrist and dragged her to her feet, Janet lunged and head butted Nicole’s chest. Nicole dropped the nightstick and fell back against the edge of the steel ring steps, Janet grabbed up the nightstick and slammed it across Nicole’s abdomen. Nicole grabbed the nightstick and ripped it out of Janet’s hand, she prodded Janet’s face with it and forced her back as she got to her feet. Janet crouched down and lunged at Nicole, Nicole grabbed her by the waist and suplexed her into the side of the security barrier,
Janet rolled onto her stomach and clutched her lower back. Nicole stomped the back of Janet’s shoulder and chuckled, she leaned down over Janet and slapped the side of her head. Janet rolled onto her back, she sat up and head butted Nicole’s groin, Nicole stepped back instinctively and drove her knee into Janet’s forehead. Janet grunted as her back hit the floor. Nicole pulled Janet to her feet, she lifted Janet over her head and body slammed her to the floor, Janet rolled onto her stomach and crawled out from between Nicole’s legs. Nicole threw herself down over Janet, she locked her hands together under Janet’s head and tugged hard on it.
Janet clenched her jaw as she clawed the thinly padded ringside floor. Nicole chuckled as Janet squirmed and whined. “”you only have yourself to blame, Janet.” Nicole laughed and released Janet, she stood up and kicked Janet in the ribs. Janet winced and pressed her hand on her side. Nicole grabbed two big handfuls of hair and jerked Janet to her feet. Janet elbowed Nicole’s abdomen, Nicole grunted and staggered back.
Janet howled and charged at Nicole, she leapt into the air and landed a dropkick to Nicole’s chest. Nicole staggered back against the security barrier, she toppled over and fell into the front row of seats. Janet hopped p on top of the security barrier and crouched down, Nicole staggered to her feet, Janet dove off the barrier and caught Nicole with a flying clothesline, Fans scattered like roaches. Nicole and traded blows as they got back to their feet, Nicole slapped Janet hard across the chest, Janet stumbled back and rolled into the ring.
Laura stood up and gestured to Nicole, Nicole walked over, and Laura slipped something into her hand. Nicole smirked and climbed onto the ring apron. Janet reached over the ropes and grabbed a handful of hair, Nicole turned, see held up a small aerosol can to Janet’s face, Janet screamed and stumbled back as Nicole sprayed mace in her eyes. Janet flopped onto her rear and rubbed her eyes. Nicole tossed the can to the floor and shrugged her shoulder when Denise glared at her, Nicole climbed into the ring, she grabbed Janet’s ankles and rolled back catapulting Janet over the top rope and crashing to the ringside floor.
Janet grunted and crawled towards the steel steps, she grunted and pushed herself to her feet, Nicole stood watching in the center of the ring, her arms folded across her chest. Janet rolled into the ring and ran at Nicole, Nicole dropped to her knees and slammed her fist into Janet’s groin, Janet fell to one knee, her face twisted in agony, Nicole pressed her hand in Janet’s face and shoved her onto her back. Janet rolled to the apron, Ncole grabbed her ankle and pulled her away from the ropes, Janet swept Nicole off her feet, Nicole grunted and fell onto her back. Janet straddled Nicole’s waist and pummeled her abdomen relentlessly. Nicole jammed her thumbs in Janet’s eyes, Janet backhanded Nicole and screamed. Nicole grabbed Janet’s throat and lifted her off her feet as she stood up, she grabbed the back of Janet’s bikini bottoms with her other hand and choke slammed Janet to the canvas. Nicole dropped down across Janet and hooked her leg.
1…2….Janet kicked out, Nicole stood up, her eyes wide and stared slack-jawed at Janet. Janet staggered to her feet, Nicole grabbed her wrist and whipped her into the corner. Nicole drove her shoulder into Janet’s midsection. Janet grunted and clutched her abdomen. Nicole leaned in and whispered in Janet’s ear. “I’m going to make you experience a level of pain you never thought possible, so get ready for an ass whupping.” Nicole drove her knee into Janet’s groin, Janet slumped down in the corner, Nicole rolled out of the ring, she pulled a pair of handcuffs from under the ring, she leapt onto the apron and slapped one cuff around Janet’s wrist and the other around the top rope.
Janet staggered out of the corner, she tugged at the cuff, Nicole climbed into the ring and chuckled at Janet, she grabbed the back of her head and slammed Janet’s forehead against the top turnbuckle. Janet flailed and swung her free arm wildly at Nicole, Nicole grabbed her wrist and wrenched it behind her back, Janet fell to one knee as Nicole bent back her hand. Nicole pressed her heel into Janet’s lower back and laughed, Janet screamed and shook her head. Nicole flashed a sadistic smile, she grabbed a fistful of hair and pulled back Janet’s head, she smirked and rubbed Janet’s eyes across the middle rope.
Nicole pulled the key from between her breasts and uncuffed the top rope, she pulled both of Janet’s wrists behind her back. Janet flailed and jerked loose from Nicole, she spun around and caught Nicole with a spinning heel kick to the side of her head. Nicole grunted and staggered back. Janet dropped to her knees and felt around for the keys to the cuffs. Nicole lunged and slammed her heel down on the back of Janet’s head, she pulled Janet up and slammed her forearm across Janet’s throat, Janet stumbled into the ropes, on the rebound she caught Nicole with a double knee shot to the chest, Nicole grunted and flopped onto her back, Janet slammed her elbow down on Nicole’s chest. Nicole sat up clutching her midsection, she growled and rolled to her feet. Janet lunged, Nicole drove her knee into Janet’s groin. Janet doubled over, Nicole raked her fingers down Janet’s back, Janet screamed and clutched her back. Nicole scooped up Janet and body slammed her to the canvas. Janet moaned and clutched her lower back.
Nicole pulled Janet up and whipped her into the ropes. Janet drove her knee into Nicole’s groin, she tucked Nicole’s knees between her legs, Nicole countered with the back body drop. Janet winced and rolled onto her side, she crawled towards the ropes. Nicole plopped down across Janet’s lower back and locked on the camel clutch, she tugged back hard on Janet’s head, Janet screamed and flailed her legs, tears streaked Janet’s face, she began quietly whimpering, Nicole delighted at the sound pulled back even harder. Janet slapped Nicole’s thigh, Ref Denise called for the bell and raised Nicole’s arm in victory. Laura jumped up from the announcers table and rolled into the ring, she embraced Nicole in a celebratory hug.
Laura stood over Janet and slapped her across the ass. Janet crawled towards the ropes. Nicole and Laura pulled up Janet by her elbows and leaned her in the corner, Laura fetched the cuffs and cuffed Janet’s arms behind her back. “Hold her still while I show her what respect is.” Laura bellowed. Nicole hooked her hands around Janet’s elbow and held her in place as Laura pummeled her abdomen. Janet doubled over, her face twisted in agony.
Jeannie Paparone ran down the ramp and rolled into the ring, Laura rushed her, Jeannie kicked Laura in the groin and hit her with the stone cold stunner. Nicole shoved Janet to her knees and lunged at Jeannie, Jeannie grabbed Nicole up and hit her with the Rock Bottom, she stood over Nicole and flexed her massive ripped pecs. Jeannie groped about for the keys to the cuffs, as she went to free Janet, Laura jumped onto her back and locked on the sleeper hold, Jeannie thrashed about trying to throw Laura off, Nicole staggered to her feet, she grabbed 2x4 and cracked Jeannie across the ribs, Jeannie dropped to her knees, her arms hung limp at her side. Nicole landed a big boot to Jeannie’s face.
Laura lowered Jeannie onto her back, she pulled out a can of spray paint and handed it to Nicole. Nicole sprayed the word loser across Jeannie’s chest in black paint. Nicole and Laura high-fived, they rolled out of the ring and strutted up the ramp, leaving Jeannie and Janet sprawled out in the ring.
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Cory Everson vs Cameo Kneuer
Cameo walked out of her dressing room dressed in a pink bikini, breathing heavily she shook her arms as she made her way towards the entrance curtain, she halted when she saw Cory and Hulk Hogan standing in her path. Cameo gasped, she furrowed her brows at her sister as she approached. Cory was dressed in a black sports bra, with NWO printed across the front in white letters and black thong and knee-high leather boots.
Cory walked up to Cameo and jabbed her chest with her finger. “Ready for our match, Well I don’t think you are? Perhaps you should sit this one out.” Cory circled her sister.
Cameo stood with her fists on her hips, she puffed out her chest. “Why would I do that, you started this mess, you betray your own sister for that muscle-bound moron.” She said jerking her finger in Hulk’s direction.
Cory smirked she stopped in front of Cameo and leaned in. “Only an idiot would willingly step into the ring with me, I hate to do it, but I’m going have to teach you a lesson. Once the bell rings, you belong to me.” Cory rubbed her finger under Cameo’s chin, Cameo slapped her hand away.
“I’m disappointed in you, family always comes first. I’m going to have my arm raised in victory.” Cameo puckered her lips, she pressed her palm on Cory’s chest and gave a slight nudge.
Cory stepped back, a devious grin stretched across her lips, she raised her arm up and let it drop at her side. Hulk lunged at Cameo, Cameo turned to run, Hulk locked his arms around Cameo’s waist and shook her. Cory grabbed Cameo’s chin and laughed in her face, she kneed Cameo’s groin. You’re going to learn the hard way, that’s fine with me, because I love to teach idiots lessons they’ll never forget.” Cory slammed her fist down on the back of Cameo’s neck, Cameo grunted and collapsed onto her stomach, she clutched the back of her neck. Cory stepped over her sister and took Hulk’s arm, he walked her through the entrance curtain.
Cameo staggered to her feet, she glared at Cory from behind the curtain, she pushed it aside and walked out onto the entrance stage, the crowd greeted her with a standing ovation. Cory and Hulk were already waiting in the ring. Cameo waved to the crowd as she walked down the ramp, she rolled into the ring and stared down her sister, their eyes locked. Cameo gritted her teeth. “You disgraced our family, I’t up to me to restore honor.”
Cory chuckled. “Honey, you don’t know what you’re getting into. I’m going to have fun with you.” Cory crouched down, she raised up her fists and nodded at Cameo. “Whenever you’re ready, little sister.”
Cameo and Cory locked up in the center of the ring, Cameo dug her heels into the canvas, slowly she inched Cory back towards the ropes. Cory gasped at Cameo’s hidden strength; she clenched her jaw and pushed back, pushing Cameo back. Cory’s massive biceps bulged under the strain of lowering Cameo down onto her knees. Cory screamed and drove her knee into Cameo’s abdomen. Cameo grunted and doubled over.
Cory scooped up Cameo and slammed her down across her bended knee. Cameo grunted and flopped onto the canvas. Cory stomped the side of Cameo’s head, grazing her ear. Cameo rolled over and laid along the edge of the ring apron, sweat trickling down her forehead. Cameo sat up, Cory grabbed her ankles and catapulted her throat into the bottom rope. Cory laughed, she grabbed a fistful of hair and pulled Cameo to her feet, she lunged and slammed her forearm across Cameo’s throat, Cameo gurgled as she flopped onto her back. Cory pressed her foot down on Cameo’s abdomen, Cameo gasped as the air fled her lungs. Cory smirked and dug her heel into Cameo’s groin.
Cameo grabbed Cory’s ankle, Cory leaned down and jammed her thumbs into Cameo’s throat. Cameo flailed her arms and slapped at Cory’s feet. Cory snarled and dropped her knee onto Cameo’s groin. Cameo moaned and rolled onto her side. Cory scooped up Cameo and carried her to the corner. Cameo bucked, she landed on her feet and kicked Cory’s crotch, Cory grunted and doubled over, Cameo delivered the stone cold stunner to Cory, she laid down across her.
1…2….Cory kicked out, she sat up and slapped Cameo across the chest, Cameo grunted and flopped onto her back. Cory stumbled to her feet, she grabbed Cameo’s ankles and flipped her into a Boston Crab, Cameo clawed the canvas, she reached for the rope and managed to grab onto it. Ref Denise ordered Cory to break the hold, Cory stood up, she scooped up Cameo and draped her across the back of her shoulders, Cameo flailed about, she landed behind Cory and shoved her into the corner, Cory grunted as her chest collided with the turnbuckle.
Cameo grabbed the back of Cory’s head and repeatedly smashed her face against the turnbuckle. Cory grabbed the rope with one hand and landed a hard elbow to Cameo’s nose. Cameo staggered back, blood trickled down her nose. Cory rubbed her forehead, she lunged at Cameo and tackled her to the canvas. Cory sat up and slammed her fist into Cameo’s abdomen, Cameo groaned and clawed at Cory’s face, Cory grabbed Cameo’s throat with both hands and shook her wildly. Cameo flailed her arms. Cory pulled Cameo to her feet and tossed her into the corner, Cory mounted the middle rope and repeatedly slammed her fist against Cameo’s forehead, after ten vicious blows, Cory dropped down to the canvas. Cameo stumbled out of the corner, she pitched forward and landed on her stomach, Cory pressed her heel down on the back of Cameo’s neck. Hulk applauded as her paced the ringside floor.
Cameo grunted and crawled to the ropes as Cory stood laughing, she grabbed the top rope and slowly pulled herself to her feet. Hulk grabbed her ankles and jerked her off her feet as Cory distracted the ref, Hulk flexed his biceps and pretended as nothing happened. Cameo grunted and staggered to her feet, Cory grabbed the back of her head and pressed her throat down across the top rope. Cameo gasped and flailed her arms, a sadistic grin stretched across Cory’s lips. Cameo elbowed Cory’s ribs, Cory grunted and slammed her forearm across the back of Cameo’s neck. Cameo squealed and flopped onto her back.
Cory leaned down over her sister and chuckled. “You still don’t get it, you can’t win against me. Submit now and I’ll show you mercy.” Cory grabbed Cameo’s wrist and pulled her up. “No response, well I guess that means you don’t want to give up, I’ll have you begging for mercy soon.” Cory scooped Cameo up and hung her in the corner by her ankles, she laughed and repeatedly stomped Cameo’s chest and waist. Cameo screamed and flailed her arms, Hulk reached through the ropes and pulled back on Cameo’s arm pinning them in place. Cory sneered, she slammed her elbow down on Cameo’s groin. Cameo winced as Cory elbowed her tender groin. Cory grabbed a fistful of hair and yanked Cameo out of the corner, she scooped Cameo up and body slammed her to the canvas, Cory laid down over Cameo.
1…2….To Cory’s shock, Cameo managed to kick out, Cory pulled Cameo up and whipped her into the ropes, on the rebound Cameo caught Cory with a flying lariat, Cameo sat Cory up and kneed her chin, Cory grunted as she fell onto her back. Cameo climbed up to the top turnbuckle and shook her fist over her head, she dove off the turnbuckle, Cory rolled towards the edge of the ring, Cameo landed flat on her face kissing the canvas.
“How’s that canvas looking? It’s a sight you’ll soon be used to seeing.” Cory kneed Cameo’s side. Cameo sat up on her knees, her face twisted in agony as she clutched her left elbow. Cory grabbed a fistful of hair and slammed the back of Cameo’s head against the canvas. Cory stood up and stomped Cameo’s elbow. Came screamed and flailed her other limbs. Cory grabbed Cameo’s wrist and pulled her up, Cameo kneed Cory’s groin. Cory grunted and doubled over, Cameo dropped her forearm across the back of Cory’s head, she tucked Cory’s head between her knees and lifted her up onto her shoulders. Cameo staggered along the ring, she jumped up and delivered the power bomb to her sister. Cameo sat up clutching her elbow, Cory’s hand twitched slightly. Cameo straddled Cory’s waist.
1…2…Cory lifted her shoulder off the canvas, Cameo grabbed a fistful of Cory’s hair and pulled her up. Cory locked her arms around Cameo’s waist and squeezed her tightly. Cameo grunted and pounded her fists on Cory’s chest. Cory tightened her grip, Cameo moaned, her arms dropped to her side. Cory shook Cameo wildly, Cameo’s head sagged. Cory lowered Cameo onto her back and pressed her feet down on her chest. Cory flexed her biceps. Cameo karate chopped Cory’s ankle, Cory yelped and jumped back, Cameo staggered to her feet. Cory lunged and grabbed Cameo’s wrist, she whipped her into the corner, Cameo grunted as her back collided with the turnbuckle.
Cory leaned in close in her sister’s face and scoffed. “Why do you prolong the inevitable. I will crush you and I won’t even break a sweat.” Cory kneed Cameo’s groin, Cameo grunted and doubled over. Cory scooped Cameo up and slung her halfway across the ring, Cameo skidded as she hit the canvas and rolled off the edge of the apron crashing to the ringside floor. Hulk walked over to Cameo and pulled her to her feet, he tilted back her head and kissed her. Cameo’s eyes widen, she pressed her hands on Hulk’s pecs and shoved him back. Hulk shrugged, he reached out for Cameo, she fell onto her stomach and caught him with the drop toe hold, Hulk’s chin grazed the edge of the apron. Cory ran along the canvas, she baseball slid into Cameo, Cameo fell headlong into the security barrier.
Cory rolled off the apron and crouched down to check on Hulk, she kissed him on the forehead. Cory pulled Cameo to her feet and whipped her into the steel corner post, Cameo flopped onto her back. Cory scooped up Cameo and laid her on the ring apron. She draped Cameo’s arm over the bottom rope and slammed her bicep down onto the bottom rope. Cameo screamed and clutched her arm. Cory head butted Cameo’s forehead through the ropes. Cory rolled into the ring, she pulled Cameo up and drove her head down onto the canvas. Cory rolled Cameo onto her back and laid down on her chest.
1…2….3. Denise raised Cory’s arm in victory, Cory jumped up and pumped her fists. Hulk rolled into the ring and kissed Cory. Cory squeezed Hulk’s butt cheeks and kissed his chest. Cameo clutched the back of her head. Cory pulled Cameo to her feet and whipped her into Hulk’s arms, Hulk kissed Cameo and shoved her to the canvas. Cory sat down behind Cameo and locked her in the rear naked choke hold. Cameo flailed her arms.
Rachel Mclish sprinted down the ramp, she slid itno the ring and dropkicked Cory’s upper back. Cory flopped onto her back. Hulk lunged at Rachel, Rachel leap frogged over Hulk and kicked him in the rear, Hulk tumbled through the ropes and crashed to the floor. Cory staggered to her feet, Rachel grabbed her wrist. Cory kneed Rachel’s groin. Rachel dropped to one knee. Cory caught Rachel’s chin with a vicious haymaker. Rachel grunted and flopped onto her back.
Cory gestured to Hulk, he grabbed Rachel’s wrists and pulled her up, he held her arms behind her back. Cory grabbed Rachel’s chin and spit in her face. Cameo staggered to her feet, she leapt onto Cory’s back, Cory ran backwards slamming Cameo’s back against the turnbuckles, Cameo grunted and slumped down in the corner. Cory scooped up Cameo and body slammed her down on top of Rachel, she brushed her hands together and stood over her sister. “What we’re you saying about restoring honor. The only one who’s been disgraced is you. Loser.” She kicked Cameo in the ribs. She gestured to Hulk, the two of them rolled out of the ring and strutted up the entrance ramp.
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Terri Gold vs Alundra Blayze
Dressed in her WOW wrestling gear, Terri stepped out of her dressing room and walked down the hallway, Monica Brant ran up beside her and grabbed her shoulder.
Monica: Terri, can I have a word with you before your match?
Terri halted and grinned at Monica, she ran a hand through her hair. “Sure, why not?”
Monica: Why did you agree to this match against Alundra Blayze, she’s a more seasoned pro who’s faced some of the toughest women around?
Terri took the microphone from Monica. “It’s true that Alundra has more experience in the ring than I do. But I am determined to prove myself as a worthy challenge for her. And I myself have faced some formidable foes and came out on top.”
Jungle Grrrl stormed down the hallway and shoved Monica aside, she pressed her finger in Terri’s face. “You’re not as great as you claim to be, that mouth of yours is going to get you in trouble, and I’ll be there when it happens. Terri Gold, I’m watching your every move, so be careful.”
Jungle Grrrl slammed her fist into Terri’s groin, Terri grunted and dropped to one knee. Terri glared up at Jungle Grrrl. Jungle Grrrl smirked, she walked backwards never taking her eyes off Terri. Terri pushed herself back up to her feet and glowered at the retreating Jungle Grrrl. She turned and disappeared behind the entrance curtain.
Kim: And Terri Gold is making her way to the ring, this should be an exciting match, as both these ladies were once champions in their respective federations.
Jillian: Terri is adored all over the world, she’s received thousands of fan letters, and It’s easy to see why. Check out that incredible six pack of hers, I bet you could wash your clothes on those washboard abs.
Kim: (chuckles) Oh, I didn’t know you were a fan of Terri.
Jillian: (Rolls her eyes) You want to get slapped back to your locker room?
Kim: ….
Jillian: (smirking) I thought not.
The crowd greeted Terri with a standing ovation as she walked out onto the entrance stage, she waved to the fans and ran down the ramp. Terri slid into the ring and mounted the top turnbuckle; she pumped her fists and hopped back down onto the canvas.
The arena lights dimmed, smoke billowed from the air vents along the entrance stage, Alundra Blayze walked out dressed in a rainbow stripe leotard and purple knee-high leather boots, she sprinted down the ramp as the lights came back on, she rolled into the ring and smirked at Terri, their eyes meet as they approached the center of the ring.
Teri flexed her right arm, showing off her chiseled rippling bicep. Alundra grinned and flexed both her arms, she gestured for a microphone.
“Terri, we’re friends, but if you want to face me in the ring, then for this match, I’ve no choice but to forget our friendship, so no matter who wins, I don’t want there to be any hard feelings.” Alundra offered Terri her hand. Terri looked down at Alundra’s hand for several seconds; she grasped Alundra’s hand and shook it.
Terri grinned. “You may be a WWE Hall of Famer, but that’s not going to save you tonight.” Terri pulled back her hand, she dropped her arms at her side and paced the south side of the ring.
Alundra laughed. “The only way for you to get into a Hall of Fame is to buy a ticket.” Terri snickered at Alundra’s comment. “What made you think you deserve to step into the ring with me?”
Terri got in Alundra’s face and shouted, spittle flew from her lips, Alundra sighed and wiped her cheek. “Anyone or anywhere, I’m one of the greatest female wrestlers and I’m going to prove it.” Terri slapped the microphone out of Alundra’s hand. Alundra and Terri grappled in the collar and elbow tie up, they gritted their teeth as they struggled to gain the upper hand. Alundra grunted and shoved Terri back into the corner, Terri grunted as her back collided with the turnbuckles. Alundra delivered a forearm smash to Terri’s chest. Terri grabbed the top rope and hopped up onto the top turnbuckle, she dove off and tackled Alundra to the canvas.
Alundra rolled to her feet, she pulled Terri up and whipped her into the ropes, on the rebound Terri caught Alundra with a cross body block and slammed her down onto her back. Terri kipped up, she leapt up and leg dropped Alundra's throat. Alundra rolled out of the ring, she paced along the ringside floor, Terri hopped up onto the turnbuckle and dove off, Alundra caught Terri in her arms and body slammed Terri to the thinly padded ringside floor. Terri staggered to her feet, Alundra landed a series of swift jabs to her face and chest, the last blow connected with Terri’s chin, her head snapped back and she fell backwards into the security barrier.
Alundra ran up on Terri and pulled her up, she delivered a knife-edge chop to Terri’s chest. Terri grunted and staggered back, she lunged and dropped Alundra onto her back with the Lou Thesz Press, she pummeled Alundra’s chest with a flurry of fists. Alundra grabbed Terri’s wrists and flung her onto her side. Alundra stood up and stomped the back of Terri’s knee. Terri back flipped onto her feet and charged Alundra and clotheslined her to the floor. Terri pilled Alundra up, Alundra sucker punched Terri’s groin, Terri grunted and doubled over. Alundra grabbed the back of Terri’s head and slammed her face against the steel ring steps.
Terri collapsed onto her back, clutching her forehead. Alundra climbed up onto the apron and twirled her fist in the air, she dove off the apron, Terri brought her knees up to her chest and caught Alundra off guard. Terri rolled to her feet, she scooped up Alundra and tossed her back into the ring, she reached under the apron and pulled out a bottle of perfume. Alundra reached over the ropes and grabbed two fistfuls of Terri’s hair, Terri reached up and sprayed perfume in Alundra’s eyes. Alundra creamed and fell back rubbing her eyes. Terri rolled back into the ring, she pulled Alundra to her feet and whipped her into the ropes, on the rebound Terri caught Alundra with a spinning back fist to the side of her head.
Alundra dropped onto her side, she crawled to her feet and snarled. Terri turned her back to Alundra and flexed her thick veiny biceps. Alundra ran up behind Terri and locked her arms around her waist, Terri flailed for the ropes, Alundra connected with a Bridging German suplex.
1…2….Terri kicked out, she rolled to her feet and grabbed Alundra’s ankles, she dragged her to the center of the ring and stomped her left knee. Alundra groaned as Terri locked on the figure-4-leglock. Alundra thrashed about and flailed her arms. Terri grinned and arched her hips, Alundra clutched the sides of her head and moaned. Terri giggled with delight as Alundra moaning grew louder, she shouted at Alundra telling her to submit. Ref Denise crouched down beside Alundra asking if she wanted to submit. Alundra shook her head and clawed at the canvas, slowly dragging herself back towards the ropes.
Alundra leaned back and grasped the bottom rope, Terri scoffed and released the hold, she grabbed a handful of hair and pulled Alundra up. Alundra kneed Terri’s groin, Terri grunted and staggered back. Alundra whipped Terri into the corner, she cartwheeled across the canvas and caught Terri with a handspring elbow to the chest. Terri stumbled out of the corner, she dropped to one knee clutching just below her throat. Alundra grabbed Terri by the chin and shoved her onto her back. Terri swept Alundra’s feet from underneath her, the back of Alundra’s head struck the canvas hard and she grunted. Breathing heavily, Terri staggered to her feet, she leaned down over Alundra and slapped her across the breasts, she pulled Alundra up and pile drove her head onto the canvas.
1…2…. Alundra kicked out, Terri kipped up and stomped Alundra’s midsection, Alundra grunted, she sat up and head butted Terri’s groin, Terri doubled over, Alundra scooped up Terri and delivered a vertical on Terri in the center of the ring.
Jungle Grrrl slowly stalked out onto the entrance stage, she stopped at the head of the ramp and squatted down watching the match with a fiery gleam in her eyes. Alundra caught Jungle Grrrl staring, she turned her attention from Terri and shouted at Jungle Grrrl. Jungle Grrrl smirked and continued to stare at Alundra. Alundra rolled out of the ring and approached Jungle Grrrl. “What the hell is your problem? You have something to say to me.
Still smirking, Jungle Grrl pointed behind Alundra, Alundra turned and was greeted with a big boot to the chin, Terri bent down over Alundra and knee dropped her groin on the ramp. Teri pulled up Alundra, they traded fists as they fought their way up the ramp, Jungle Grrrl stepped back giving the embattled ladies a wide berth. Alundra slugged Terri hard across the chin, Terri fell off the side of the ramp and crashed down hard on the cement floor, Alundra dove off the edge of the ramp and delivered an elbow drop to Terri’s midsection.
Alundra pulled Terri to her feet, Terri raked Alundra’s eyes, she rushed and rammed Alundra back first against the side of the ramp, she threw Alundra across the back of her shoulders and carried her up the ring steps and into the ring, Terri connected with a Samoan Drop in the corner. Terri flipped Alundra onto her stomach, she knelt down over Alundra and grabbed her wrists and pulled up on them as she pressed her heel down on Alundra’s upper back. Alundra screamed and kicked her legs, but couldn’t escape Terri’s surfboard stretch. “Cowabunga Alundra, aren’t you ready to admit that I’m better?”
Alundra tiled back her head and told Terri to eat her. Terri shook her head, she pulled up harder on Alundra’s arms. Jungle Grrl crept down the ramp, she leapt up onto the apron and screamed at Terri, Terri looked back over her shoulder. Jungle Grrrl climbed into the ring, Terri spun around to face her, Jungle Grrrl kicked Terri in the groin, Terri grunted and doubled over, she scooped Terri up and delivered the jungle Driver to the winded and battered Terri. Jungle Grrrl hopped up onto the turnbuckle and connected with her Jungle Splash, she rolled out of the ring as Alundra got to her feet. Alundra straddled Terri’s chest.
1…2….3. Denise raised Alundra’s arm in victory, Alundra bowed to the crowd, despite the fact they were booing her for taking advantage of Jungle’s interference. Alundra helped Terri to her feet, she patted Terri on the back. Terri hung her head down, tears streamed down her face, she choked back the rest of her tears and shook Alundra’s hand.
Jungle Grrrl climbed into the ring. “Isn’t that precious, the two of you are best buds again. You both make me sick. I ought to crush you both right now. “ Jungle Grrrl howled and beat her chest, she lunged at the two of them. Alundra and Terri held hands and double clotheslined Jungle Grrrl to the canvas. They grabbed each of Jungle Grrrl’s wrists and pulled her up, Alundra whipped Jungle across the ring into the ropes, on the rebound Terri connected with the Perfect 10 knocking jungle Grrrl onto her back, Terri kipped up. Alundra and Terri high-fived and then rolled out of the ring, Jungle Grrrl rolled to her knees and shouted. “This isn’t over, I’m coming after the both of you.” Jungle Grrrl rolled of the ring and chased after Terri and Alundra, Terri dove off the edge of the stage and clotheslined Jungle Grrrl to the thinly padded ringside floor.
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Sarah Hayes vs Cathy Priest
Sarah Hayes stood in front of her dressing room mirror flexing her biceps, she smirked at her reflection dressed in a Wonder Woman costume, she dropped her arms at her side and walked out into the hallway. Sarah stopped in front of the entrance curtain, she took several deep breaths and pushed the curtain aside as she strutted out onto the entrance stage, the crowd greeted her with a standing ovation. Sarah bowed and blew kissed to the crowd as she sprinted down the ramp, she rolled into the ring and hit a most muscular pose beside Ref Denise Austin.
Jillian: I got to say, Sarah looks spectacular in that Wonder Woman outfit, and she’s got the muscles to show for it. She really looks like a super heroine.
Kim: Agreed, but can she handle the pure brute strength of her next opponent, Cathy Priest?
Jillian: We’ll find out soon.
Cathy walked out dressed in a skimpy blue silk bikini, Lee Priest following close behind, Cathy stood at the head of the ramp with hands on her hips, she smirked and pointed at Sarah. “This should be easy.” She said nudging Lee with her elbow, Lee laughed, they strutted down the ramp, Lee walked around the ring and stood in front of the announcer’s table. Cathy climbed onto the apron and glared at Sarah.
Sarah shot her an annoyed glance, she folded her arms across her chest and watched Cathy slowly climb through the ropes, Cathy raised her arms in the air and waved to the crowd, she cupped her breasts in her hands and jiggled them to the amusement of the crowd. Cathy walked up to Sarah and locked eyes. Sarah dropped her arms at her sides and glanced out at the crowd.
“Are you ready for the ass beating I’m about to give you?” Cathy pressed her hand over Sarah’s golden lasso and smirked. Sarah lips quivered as she watched Cathy’s hand slither up her side. “I hope you don’t think wearing that suit gives you the power to beat me, because I’ll gladly bring you back to reality.”
“Just try-“
Cathy pressed her finger over Sarah’s lips. “Don’t talk, you’ll only embarrass yourself, I know you really don’t want to fight me, but I’ll make sure it’s over quick. Oh, where is your saddle, did Yaxeni get tired of riding you.” Cathy threw back her head and laughed.
Sarah snarled and grabbed Cathy’s wrist, she pulled Cathy close to her and slapped her hard across the face. Cathy grunted and stumbled back, Sarah charged and flung herself at Cathy. Cathy sidestepped Sarah and elbowed her lower back, Sarah stumbled into the ropes, Cathy ran up behind her, locked her arms around her waist and connected with the German suplex, Sarah grunted and rolled onto her side, as she sat up Cathy kicked her lower back.
Sarah rolled to her feet, she lunged and landed a forearm smash to Cathy’s chest. Cathy stumbled back flailing her arms. Sarah lunged and speared Cathy to the canvas. Sarah pulled Cathy up and whipped her into the corner, she charged Cathy, Cathy sprung from the corner and head butted Sarah’s chest, Sarah stumbled and flopped onto her rear. Cathy slammed her heel on Sarah’s forehead. Sarah rolled towards the edge of the ring, she pulled herself up and rushed at Cathy, Cathy dropped onto her stomach and caught Sarah with a drop toe hold, Sarah fell flat on her face.
Cathy kipped up, she stood over Sarah and slapped the back of her head, Sarah rolled onto her back and shoved her feet into Cathy’s midsection and shoved her back hard, Cathy stumbled and fell against the ropes, Sarah ran at Cathy, Cathy ducked down and flipped Sarah across the back of her shoulders, Sarah crashed to the thinly padded ringside floor. Cathy leaped over the ropes and splashed down on Sarah. Grabbing a fistful of hair, Cathy dragged Sarah to her feet. Sarah slammed her fist into Cathy’s chin, she scooped up Cathy and slammed her down across the top of the security barrier.
Sarah pinned Cathy down across the security barrier and elbowed her abdomen. Cathy raked her fingers down Sarah’s face. Sarah screamed and stumbled back, Cathy stood atop the security barrier and leaped off delivering a drop kick to Sarah’s chest, Sarah staggered back, her head grazed the edge of the steel steps as she collapsed to the floor. Cathy pulled Sarah up and kneed her groin, she whipped Sarah back into the ring and climbed up to the top turnbuckle and dove off, Sarah drew her knees up to her chest just as Cathy came plummeting down. Cathy grunted and flopped onto her back.
Sarah and Cathy got to their feet at the same time, Sarah turned and grabbed Cathy in a side headlock, Cathy elbowed Sarah’s ribs, but Sarah only tightened her grip, Sarah leapt forward and drove Cathy face against the canvas. Cathy rolled onto her side clutching her chin. Sarah unhooked the lasso from her belt and looped it over Cathy’s head, she pull it taut and dragged Cathy around the ring, Cathy kicked and flailed her limbs. Sarah pulled Cathy up and whipped her into the ropes, on the rebound Cathy caught Sarah with a flying shoulder tackle. Sarah staggered back into the corner, Cathy unloosed the lasso from around her throat and twirled it over her head, with a flick of her wrist and lassoed Sarah by the shoulders, Cathy jerked hard trapping Sarah’s arms at her side.
Cathy spread her legs shoulder width apart and pulled the struggling Sarah out of the corner. Cathy backhanded Sarah hard and chuckled, Sarah grunted and staggered back, a red hand print on her cheek. Sarah tugged at her arms trying to loosen them, Cathy kneed Sarah’s groin. “Still think your costume makes you stronger, let me shatter that delusion now.” Cathy snatched the tiara off Sarah’s forehead, she folded it in half and shoved it in Sarah’s mouth. “It’s just cardboard, you idiot.” Cathy smirked and squeezed Sarah’s wrists, Sarah groaned as Cathy forcibly ripped the bracelets off her wrists. “More cardboard, you must have suffered a concussion in your match with Yaxeni, you know she’s a good friend of mine, she said if I ever get you in the ring to destroy you.”
Sarah spit in Cathy’s face, Cathy scoffed, she grabbed Sarah’s throat and shook her viciously. Sarah kicked Cathy’s groin. Cathy grunted and staggered back, Sarah slipped her right arm free, she lunged and clotheslined Cathy to the canvas. Sarah slipped her other arm free and pulled Cathy up, she scooped her up and dropped her down across her knee, Cathy fell onto her side and clutched her lower back. Sarah stomped Cathy’s midsection as she rolled onto her back. Cathy swept Sarah’s legs, Sarah flopped onto her back. They got to their knees at the same time and locked hands in the center of the ring. Cathy gritted her teeth, Sarah smirked and pushed Cathy down onto her back. Cathy gasped as Sarah straddled her waist hard. Sarah slammed her knee down onto Cathy’s groin.
Sarah stood up, she pulled Cathy up and whipped her into the corner, Sarah mounted the middle rope and repeatedly pummeled Cathy’s forehead with her fist. Sarah hopped down and grinded her hips, the fans went wild with applause, Cathy stumbled out of the corner, she pitched forward and fell flat on her face. Sarah stood over Cathy and flexed her biceps, Lee hopped up onto the apron and shouted at Sarah, Sarah walked up to him as Denise checked on Cathy. Sarah reached out to grab Lee, he grabbed the sides of her head and hopped off the apron, her throat collided with the top rope sending her flopping onto her back. Breathing heavily, Sarah struggled to sit up, her body felt encased in cement, she winced as she rolled onto her side.
Cathy started to stir, she staggered to her feet, blood seeped from a small gash on the middle of her forehead where Sarah had struck her. Sarah bent over with her hands resting on her knees. Cathy sneered and charged, she bellowed as she slammed into Sarah, sending them both spilling to the ringside floor.
Lee crouched down beside Cathy, he slipped something into her hand and patted her upper back, ‘you got this’ he told her.’ Cathy smirked and pushed herself to her feet. Sarah moaned as she crawled up onto the steel steps. Cathy slipped the brass knuckles onto her right hand and held it behind her back. “Come on “wonder Woman’ get up. How about I be nice and give you a free shot.”
Sarah turned and shuffled towards Cathy, she clenched her fists and took a swing at Cathy, Cathy lunged and slammed her right fist into Sarah’s abdomen, Sarah grunted and coughed as she dropped to one knee. Cathy grabbed Sarah by the throat one-handed and lifted her up to her feet. “It pains me to do this- not.” Cathy slapped Sarah across the face, Sarah stumbled back and fell against the security barrier, Cathy slipped off the brass knuckles and tossed them back to Lee, she roared and rushed Sarah, Sarah rolled to the side, she grabbed Cathy from behind in a sleeper hold, Cathy flailed her arms and gasped for air as Sarah slowly cut of her circulation.
Sarah drooped Cathy towards the steel steps, she dragged her up the steps and managed to pull her into the ring. Cathy’s arms hung limp at her side. Sarah tightened her grip, Cathy clenched her fists, she rammed her elbow into Sarah’s ribs, Sarah grunted but held on firmly. Cathy elbowed Sarah’s ribs a second time, she dug her heels into the canvas and shoved them both back into the corner, Sarah grunted and released cathy as her back collided with the turnbuckles. Cathy dropped to one knee, she rubbed her throat as she caught her breath. Sarah lurched out of the corner, Cathy sprung from her kneeling position and tackled Sarah to the canvas, she clobbered Sarah’s chest and breasts with both her fists. Sarah grabbed one of Cathy’s wrists. Cathy chuckled and drove her knee into Sarah’s groin, Cathy pulled Sarah up, she scooped her up and power slammed her to the canvas. Cathy laid down across Sarah.
1…2….Sarah kicked out, Cathy sat up, staring in slack-jawed disbelief. Sarah rolled onto her stomach and crawled over to the ropes, she pulled herself up and glared at Cathy. Cathy shrugged, she ran at Sarah, Sarah met her in the center of the ring, she locked her arms around Cathy’s waist. Cathy squirmed in Sarah’s massive bulging, vein covered arms. With each passing second Sarah’s grip grew tighter and tighter. Cathy groaned and jammed her thumbs in Sarah’s eyes. Sarah threw her hands over her eyes and screamed. Cathy grabbed Sarah’s belt, pulled it from around her waist and wrapped it around her neck. Sarah clawed at Cathy’s hands as she brutally choked Sarah with her own belt. Sarah slammed her fist into Cathy’s groin, Cathy grunted and doubled over.
Sarah tucked Cathy’s head between her knees and drove the top of her head down onto the canvas, Cathy laid on her back, limbs splayed out. Sarah scooped Cathy up and connected with the Tombstone Piledriver, Sarah folded Cathy’s arms across her chest. Le stared dumbfounded, he climbed up onto the apron.
1…2….3. Denise raised Sarah’s arm in victory, Lee halted and crouched down beside Cathy, he cradled her in his arms and carried her to the back. Sarah clutched her abdomen as she stood up, her Wonder Woman costume was ripped and torn all over where her fight with Cathy, she grabbed up her accessories and climbed out of the ring, she hobbled up the ramp.
Without warning, the arena went pitch black for several seconds, Sarah froze when she saw Yaxeni emerge from behind the curtain, her lips curled into a sneer as she stalked her way over to the winded and battered Sarah. Yaxnei lunged, she grabbed a fistful of hair and flung Sarah onto her back, Sarah’s accessories scattered along the ramp. Yaxeni scooped Sarah up in a vertical suplex, she connected with the Jackhammer slam. Yaxeni kipped up, she stood over Sarah and flexed her biceps. “Why should you get a shot at a title before me. I beat you in our last match, and I will do so again the next time we meet. Count the days till then, cause when that day comes, you won’t be walking out of the ring.” Yaxeni ripped off Sarah’s costume, revealing the red bikini underneath. Yaxeni smirked as the crowd booed her, she flipped them off and gave Sarah a hard kick to the groin before she disappeared into the back.
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Jennifer Louwagie vs Wendy Lindquist
Wendy grunted as she lowered the heavy barbell to the floor, her hard muscular body glistened with sweat, she wiped her brow and plopped down onto the weight bench, she flexed her massive veiny biceps and smirked, she kissed her left bicep and walked over to the wall length mirror, she hit a double biceps pose, satisfied with her workout for the day she walked over to the juice bar and ordered a protein shake, as the bartender sat her glass down in front of her Jennifer Louwagie strutted into the gym. Wendy looked up and snorted. “What brings you here?”
Jennifer walked up to the counter and ordered an orange juice, the bartender quickly poured her glass. Jennifer took a sip, she sat the glass down and sighed. “How refreshing. I was just passing by and saw you working out so I decided to stop in, I’m glad I did. Pleased to meet you.” Jennifer offered Wendy her hand.
“It’s nice to meet you too.” Wendy shook Jennifer’s hand, she went to pull her hand back, but Jennifer refused to let go. “What’s the big idea, let go of my hand.” Wendy froze when she saw the malicious gleam shining in Jennifer’s eyes, Jennifer ran her thumb over the back of Wendy’s hand, Wendy jerked her hand free and glared at Jennifer.
“Your hands are so soft for someone who’s so strong. You don’t take steroids, do you?” Jennifer chuckled.
Why would I, you look like you do. If you’re going to disrespect me then you can leave.” Wendy furrowed her brows, she slammed her glass down on the bar and leaned in Jennifer’s face. Jennifer smirked she pressed her nose against Wendy’s and laughed. Wendy took a step back and clenched her fists. “Get out now.”
Jennifer rolled up the sleeves of her shirt and flexed her arms, her massive vein covered biceps bulged up like cannonballs, Wendy gasped and stepped back, she had never seen biceps that huge on a woman before, she gritted her teeth. “Impressed, you should be, because you’ll never get muscles like that with the puny weight you’re lifting.”
“I can bench 500lbs without a spotter, you think you can waltz into my gym and intimidate me. Honey, what are you smoking?” Wendy glanced around, several of her training clients had stopped in mid workout and gathered around the bar to see what Wendy was shouting about. Wendy pressed her palm against her forehead and sighed.
Jennifer laughed and paced in front of Wendy’s clients. “Sorry folks, looks like your trainer is getting upset, it’s no surprise since she’s in my presence. I have that effect on weaklings.” Jennifer went to take another sip of orange juice, Wendy slapped the glass out of her hand, and it shattered as it hit the floor. Jennifer shot Wendy an annoyed look, she rolled her eyes and shrugged. “A perfectly good glass broken, I hope you’re proud of yourself.”
Wendy jabbed her finger in Jennifer’s chest, she snarled at her, spittle flew from her lips. “You come into my gym and try to embarrass me in front of my clients; you’ve got a lot of nerve. If you’re so strong, why don’t you put your muscles to the test?”
A devious grin stretched across Jennifer’s lips. She stood with her hands on her hips and glared at Wendy. “I’ve been waiting for you to say that, though I doubt your puny little muscles would last long against mine. So we can do this right now if you want.” Jennifer pulled off her shirt and tossed it onto the floor, she hit a most muscular pose, her torso bulged with thick rock hard massive muscles.
Wendy’s jaw dropped, she took a step back and gasped, Jennifer’s body looked like it had been carved from marble, she shook her head. “I think I changed my mind, I’ve got a massive headache.”
Jennifer smirked, she walked up to Wendy and cupped her chin in her hand. “I think maybe you can’t find your spine.” Jennifer patted Wendy on the head. “It’s too bad, I heard you were a brave woman.”
Jennifer turned towards the door, as she went to leave, Wendy grabbed her wrist. “You’re not going anywhere to we settle this here and now.” Wendy held up her fists and scowled, she stood with her legs spread shoulder length apart.
Jennifer smirked. “Good, that’s what I want to hear.” Jennifer raised her hands over her head and beckoned to Wendy, they locked hands in front of the bar, Jennifer grinned, she slowly pushed Wendy towards the edge of the gym mat, Wendy grunted as she struggled to push back against Jennifer’s monstrous strength, she gasped as she felt one knee touch down on the gym mat, sweat dribbled down her face but still she couldn’t repel Jennifer. Jennifer glanced down at Wendy, her lips curled into a sneer. Wendy lowered her head, she shut her eyes and continued to push against Jennifer.
Jennifer chuckled and forced Wendy down onto her other knee. Wendy groaned as Jennifer pushed her back down, her shoulders grazing the floor, her legs pinned under her torso, she whimpered as intense pain coursed through her legs. Jennifer released her grip on Wendy’s hands, she grabbed Wendy’s wrists and pulled her up. Wendy lunged and slammed her fist into Jennifer’s abdomen, Jennifer laughed as if unfazed by Wendy’s blow, she brushed a loose strand of hair from out of her eyes and grinned at Wendy, Wendy instinctively steeped back, she gritted her teeth and rushed headlong into Jennifer’s groin, she bellowed and tackled Jennifer to the floor.
As they got to their knees, Jennifer locked her massive arms around Wendy’s lithe muscular waist, Wendy threw back her head and moaned as Jennifer’s grip tightened harder and harder, the air rushing out of her lungs. Wendy fought through the pain and slammed her fist into Jennifer’s chin. Jennifer shook Wendy like a ragdoll. Wendy groaned, in desperation she raked her fingers down Jennifer’s face. Jennifer screamed and shoed Wendy to the floor, she threw her hands over her face. Wendy growled and head butted Jennifer’s forehead, Jennifer grunted as she flopped onto her back, Wendy sprang to her feet, she grabbed Jennifer’s ankles and trapped her in the Boston Crab, Jennifer clenched her fists and pounded the gym mat.
Wendy chuckled and leaned back, Jennifer groaned and flailed her arms around wildly, Wendy looked over her shoulder and smirked at Jennifer. “Who’s laughing now, Jennifer. That’s right I’m in control and there’s nothing you can do about it.”
Jennifer gritted her teeth, slowly she flexed her legs, Wendy felt grip start to slack. With a burst of strength, Jennifer kicked ker legs free, Wendy scrambled away from Jennifer and bent over with her hands on her knees, sweat trickling down her massive chisel pecs. Wendy pulled off her sweat drenched tank top and threw it to the floor.
Jennifer stood up and glared at Wendy, a fiery rage burning in her eyes, she beat her fists against her chest like a gorilla and charged at Wendy without hesitation. Wendy gasped, she turned to flee but Jennifer grabbed a huge fistful of hair and slammed Wendy down onto her back. Jennifer flopped down and slid her massive tree trunk thighs around Wendy’s throat. Wendy squirmed and squealed as Jennifer squeezed her throat like a tube of toothpaste. Wendy flailed her arms, she clawed at Jennifer’s thighs.
“I never knew you liked to talk smack, Wendy. What do you have to say now?” Jennifer cupped her hand over her ear, she laughed and smirked at the sound of Wendy’s gurgled cries. Jennifer shook her head and made a tsk tsk sound. “I can’t hear you, maybe if I loosen my grip on your throat.”
Wendy gasped in relief as Jennifer slackened her grip, Wendy slid her head from between Jennifer’s legs and crawled out of Jennifer’s reach, she knelt down rubbing her reddened throat. Wendy glared over at Jennifer and scowled. Jennifer rose up to her feet and shuffled casually over to Wendy, Wendy sprang up and head butted Jennifer’s groin, Jennifer stumbled back and flopped down onto her rear. Wendy lunged and drove her knee into Jennifer’s chin, she straddled Jennifer’s torso, knees on either side of her waist and gave Jennifer a hard slap to the face. Jennifer grabbed Wendy by the throat and shoved her onto her back, Wendy grunted as the back of her head grazed the edge of the weight bench.
Wendy rolled onto her side clutching the back of her head. Jennifer towered over the prone Wendy, she glanced down at Wendy and tapped the side of her chin. Jennifer dropped her knee down into Wendy’s groin. Wendy grunted and clutched her groin. Jennifer scooped up Wendy and slammed her down onto the weight bench, the weight bench shattered under the force of the impact, leaving Wendy laying amidst the broken bench. Jennifer grabbed a fistful of hair and pulled Wendy up to her feet. Wendy elbowed Jennifer’s chest. Jennifer stumbled back, Wendy rushed headlong at Jennifer, the larger blonde sidestepped and wrapped her arms around Wendy’s waist and suplexed her to the floor.
Wendy staggered to her feet, Jennifer stood just behind her and stuck out her tongue, Wendy turned and bumped into Jennifer, Jennifer smirked and flexed her arms, her biceps swelled up dwarfing even Wendy’s head. Wendy stared slack-jawed at Jennifer’s massive arms, she stood frozen, her feet felt like they were glued to the floor. Jennifer lunged, she reached out and tightly grasped Wendy’s biceps.
Jennifer giggled as she mercilessly squeezed Wendy’s biceps, she shook her head and smirked. “Idiot, were you hoping you could hurt me with those puny little biceps of yours. It’s time for your nap.” Jennifer pulled Wendy close and kneed her groin, Wendy grunted and doubled over. Jennifer lifted Wendy over her head like a barbell, she stepped forward dropping Wendy face down onto the floor behind her. Wendy grunted as her nose collided with the gym mat. Jennifer squatted down over Wendy and playfully slapped her face. “Still awake, seems I underestimated you. I’ll give you a free shot anywhere on my body.” Jennifer straightened up and took a step back, she slapped her palms against her abdomen. “If you can, that is.”
Wendy staggered to her feet, she gritted her teeth. Clutching her left wrist, Wendy hit a side chest pose, her torso bulged with thick rock hard veiny muscles, she smirked as Jennifer stepped back and gasped. “I’ve got too much fight left in me to give-“ Wendy ‘s vision blurred, her arms dropped to her sides as her muscles deflated like a leaky balloon, her eyes rolled up in their sockets, she pitched forward and fell flat on her face, her limbs splayed out.
Jennifer stared dumbfounded at the prone and weakened Wendy, she shook her head and knelt down beside her fallen foe. Wendy’s clients gathered around the two of them talking in hushed tones. Jennifer glanced up at them, they broke into thunderous applause, Jennifer smirked and flexed her biceps, she grabbed a fistful of hair and pulled Wendy up, she led Wendy over to the juice bar and laid her atop the counter, she dumped Wendy’s protein shake on her face. Wendy sat up, she spit out the protein shake and glared at Jennifer. Jennifer pulled Wendy down from the counter and lowered her onto her knees. Jennifer pointed at her feet. “Kiss them.”
Wendy groveled at Jennifer’s feet, she lowered her head and kissed the top of Jennifer’s feet. Jennifer giggled. “That tickles.” Wendy scowled, she kissed Jennifer’s big toe and sighed. Jennifer leaned down and stroked Wendy’s hair. “Good doggy, you should be used to this position. If not you will be soon.”
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Shannon Courtney vs Jung Young Ji
As the clock chimed two, Shannon stood behind the bar wiping down the counter with an old wash rag, she was getting ready for the afternoon rush, she hummed to herself as she wrung out the rag over a bucket of water, the bar was empty except for herself, she dropped the rag into the bucket and stretched her arms at her sides, her massive veiny biceps bulged as she flexed them. She poured herself a mug of beer when the door swung open, she cocked her head and flashed the incoming patron a broad grin. “Welcome, I’m just about ready to start serving.”
A gorgeous Asian woman dressed in a black leather jacket, black stretch pants and black sneakers waltzed into the bar, she glanced over at Shannon and nodded then sat down on a stool at the far end of the bar. She looked over at Shannon and snapped her fingers. “Hey bimbo, give me a beer.”
Shannon furrowed her brows, she pulled out a mug and filled it, she slid it across the counter top. “Catch.” Shannon said with a hint of irritation in her voice.
The woman caught the mug, she lifted it up in a mock toast and took a long sip, she slammed it down and pounded her fist on the counter. “Disgusting, give me something that doesn’t taste like it’s been brewed in your bath tub.”
Shannon stood with her hands on her hips, she glared at the woman for several seconds, she walked over to the woman and grabbed the mug, she raised it up to her lips and took a sip. “Tastes fine to me, tell you what, if you don’t like the beer, you can go someplace else. I still have to charge you $2 for the beer though.” Shannon sat the beer on the counter, she held out her hand.
The woman slapped Shannon’s palm, she smirked and dug through her jacket pockets, she shrugged and held out her empty hands. “Sorry, looks like I forgot to bring money with me. Just put it on my tab.”
Shannon slammed her fist down on the counter. “you better find some money, or I’m going to make you work off your debt.” Shannon sneered, she raised her trembling fist and shook it at the woman.
“Darling, my name is Jung Young Ji, and I don’t have to pay for my drink, so write it off as a loss and be done with it.” Jung stood up and pressed her hands down on the counter, she leaned over and gritted her teeth.
“If you don’t pay I’m going to boot you out of here, and you’ll never be allowed back.” Shannon pointed at the door, her jaw clenched, she furrowed her brows waiting for Jung to make her decision.
Jung smirked, she unzipped her jacket and draped it over her stool. Shannon stared slack-jawed at Jung’s massive muscular physique, her cannonball biceps bulged with thick veiny muscles, Shannon shook her head and glared at her. “Tell you what, why don’t you test your strength against mine. And if you win, I’ll work off my debt, but if I win I get free drinks for a year. What do you say?” Jung offered her hand.
Shannon gulped, she stared at Jung’s outstretched hand, she reached for Jung’s hand, she hesitated slightly, Jung took notice of this and snickered. Shannon gritted her teeth and shook Jung’s hand. “You’re on. I hope you’re ready to get to work, cause I’m –
Shannon winced as Jung threatened to crush her hand, Shannon groaned and slapped at Jung’s hand. Jung drew back her hand and smirked, she pulled off her stretch pants and threw them to the floor, she held her hands behind her head, her tree trunk thighs bulged with thick ropy veins, her diamond etched football calves bulging. “Ready whenever you are, bimbo.”
Shannon lunged and threw herself over the counter she tackled Jung to the floor, both ladies got to their feet at the same time, Shannon slugged Jung across the jaw, Jung staggered back and bumped against the edge of a table, she howled and rushed at Shannon, she grabbed a fistful of hair and slammed Shannon’s face down on the counter top. Shannon grunted and stumbled back, Jung rushed her again, Shannon lunged and locked hands with Jung, their biceps bulged as they struggled to force the other to their knees, Jung smirked and kneed Shannon’s groin, Shannon grunted and doubled over. Jung clubbed the back of Shannon’s neck with her forearm, Shannon fell onto her stomach and grunted.
Grabbing two handfuls of hair, Jung jerked Shannon to her feet, Shannon grunted as Jung tugged her hair and led her into the corner, Jung went to whip Shannon into the wall, Shannon threw up her hands and countered with a hard elbow to Jung’s abdomen, Jung grunted and doubled over, spittle flew from her mouth. Shannon tucked Jung’s head between her legs, Jung countered and flipped Shannon over her back, Shannon slammed down hard onto a table spitting it in half.
Shannon crawled out from between the two halves of the broken table and staggered to her feet clutching her lower back, Jung snuck up behind Shannon and slammed her fists down on Shannon’s shoulders, Shannon screamed and dropped to her knees. Jung wrapped her right arm around Shannon’s throat and pushed her head forward with her other hand. Gasping for air, Shannon flailed her arms, she clawed Jung’s arm, tighter and tighter she could feel Jung’s forearm pressing into her throat, Jung kissed the top of Shannon’s head and chuckled. “There’s no way out except to submit, you don’t me to drag you out onto the street like this so everybody who walks past can laugh at you.”
Shannon gritted her teeth, she dug her fingernails into the flesh on Jung’s forearm, Jung howled and shoved Shannon onto her stomach, Shannon rolled onto her side rubbing her throat, breathing heavily she stood up and flipped off Jung. Jung scoffed, she shook her head and slapped Shannon hard across the face, Shannon stumbled back, she tripped over a chair and flopped onto her back. Jung ran up and stomped Shannon’s abdomen hard, Shannon grunted and grabbed Jung’s ankle, with a twist she threw Jung onto her back. Shannon scrambled to her feet, she bellowed and straddled Jung’s waist. Jung went to punch Shannon, but she caught Jung’s wrists and pinned them beside her head.
“Not so tough now, are you?” Shannon shouted and slammed her knee down on Jung’s groin, Jung grunted and glared up, she spit in Shannon’s face. Shannon snarled and slammed her fist down hard onto Jung’s abdomen, Jung winched and flailed her torso. Shannon sprang to her feet, she hopped up and slammed her elbow down onto Jung’s massive chisel chest. Jung grunted and swept Shannon off her feet, Jung stood up and stomped Shannon’s right knee. Shannon drew her knee and to her chest and hugged it. Jung scooped up Shannon and slammed her down onto the counter, she grabbed her mug of beer and poured it into Shannon’s mouth. Shannon spit beer in Jung’s face. Jung stumbled back rubbing her eyes.
Shannon wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, she rolled behind the counter and grabbed the bucket of dirty water and walked over to Jung. Jung slapped the bottom of the bucket, soapy water splashed up into Shannon’s face. Jung giggled and kicked Shannon in her groin, she grabbed the wash rag off the floor and shoved it into Shannon’s mouth. Shannon raked Jung’s eyes. Jung screamed and staggered back, Shannon dropped the rag on the floor and lunged at Jung, she leapt into the air and landed a dropkick to Jung’s chest. Jung flopped onto her back.
Grabbing a fistful of hair, Shannon dragged Jung up to the bar, she scooped her up and slammed her to the floor, Jung sat up and head butted Shannon’s groin, Shannon grunted and dropped to her knees, Jung lunged and head butted Shannon’s forehead. Shannon flopped onto her back, she winced as she clutched her forehead. Jung scrambled to her feet, she dropped her fist onto Shannon’s groin, she grabbed Shannon’s ankles and pulled her shoes off her feet, she tossed a shoe and nailed Shannon across the nose. Shannon drew her knees up to her chest and shoved Jung back, Jung twirled her arms and regained her balance, she pulled Shannon up and kneed her groin, Shannon groaned and doubled over, Jung lifted Shannon up onto her shoulders and power-bombed her through a table, Shannon laid spread-eagled on her back.
Jung stood with one foot on Shannon’s chest. Shannon weakly lifted her head up and snarled at Jung, Jung glanced down and smirked. “Done yet, give me my free drinks.”
Shannon flexed her arms, her biceps bulged with thick ropy veins, she gritted her teeth and chuckled. “No way, I’ve still got some fight left.” Shannon groaned, she stood up and continued to flex her biceps, she smirked. Jung gasped and took a step back. Shannon chuckled and took a step forward, without warning her biceps deflated like a punctured tire, her arms dropped to her side, she swayed and pitched forward, her eyes rolled up and she collapsed onto her stomach. Jung stood over Shannon and laughed. “Well, you’re down for the count. I’ll wait for you to wake up. Then I’ll get my free drinks.”
Jung crouched down beside Shannon, she ran her hand over Shannon’s bicep and ohhed, she ran her hand down Shannon’s back and smirked. Pulling her up, Shannon laid Shannon on the counter and squeezed her calves. “Not bad, I wish you were awake to enjoy this, honey.”
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Christine Roth vs Charla Sedecca
Christine slammed the heavy barbell onto the floor at her feet, she took to one knee and wiped the sweat from her brow, she pulled off her soggy tank top and wrung it out in a bucket of sweat, she tossed the tank top into the corner and took a seat on the rowing machine, her massive veiny arms bulged as she rowed on the machine, her face and chest glistened with sweat. She climbed off the rowing machine as the door creaked open, Christine jerked her head towards the sound, she furrowed her brows as Charla strutted up to her. “I missed you, glad you finally decided to show back up.”
Charla stood beside Christine and folded her arms across her chest, she glanced down and smirked. “I cleared my schedule just to be here, so why did you ask me to come?”
Christine stood up, she turned and offered her hand and Charla shook it. “You’ve gotten stronger in the past few years; I want to know who’s stronger between the two of us.”
Charla chuckled. “Well, that’s easy. I am, of course.” Charla threw her hand over her mouth and laughed haughtily.
Christine rolled her eyes and sighed. “Maybe so, but there’s only one way to find out.” Christine flexed her arms, her biceps bulged, and thick veins ran down from her shoulders to her wrists. Charla grinned and nodded. Christine leaned forward into a most muscular pose, her deltoids flared, her chiseled striated pecs swelled up. Charla cocked her eyebrow; she chewed nervously on her lower lip. Christine grunted and lifted the barbell over her head one-handed, Charla smirked and clapped mockingly as Christine lowered the barbell to the floor.
“”Nice, but I can do better.” Charla walked over to the weight racks, she grabbed a stack of 1oolb barbell plates and loaded them onto the barbell, she cracked her knuckles and flexed her arms, her massive cannonball biceps and horseshoe triceps bulged with thick veiny muscles. Christine stepped back, she stared slack-jawed as Charla lifted the barbell over her head one-handed.
“”That’s impossible, that over 1000lbs. No way can you lift that easily.” Christine’s knees trembled, her heart raced in her chest, she dropped down to one knee and shook her head.
Charla tsk tsked and laid the barbell down gently; she stepped over it and walked up to Christine. “Child’s play, I can do anything I set my mind to. Still wish to challenge me?”
Christine nodded, she clenched her fists and glared at Charla, there was no way she could back out of it now win or lose, she wouldn’t make it easy for Charla. Christine grinned and raised her fists up to her face. “Come on, put up your dukes.” Christine stepped back and shadow boxed the air.
Charla laughed and shook her head. “You’re a trip, this is going to be fun.” Charla took a step forward, she slammed her fist into Christine’s abdomen, Christine grunted and dropped to her knees, she glanced up. Charla stared down at her and smirked, she shook her head and sighed, she pressed her hand in Christine’s face, with a flick of her wrist and shoved Christine onto her back. Christine scrambled to her feet, she swung her fist, Charla grabbed her wrist and wrenched it behind her back, Christine groaned as Charla dug her fingers into the meaty flesh of her forearm. Christine elbowed Charla’s head, Charla grunted and shoved Christine. Christine spun and caught Charla with a hard jab to the pecs, Charla stumbled back, Christine lunged and reached out to grab Charla, Charla locked hands with Christine, their arms bulged as they grappled to push the other to their knees. Christine groaned as she found her knees slowly lowering towards the floor, she gritted her teeth and struggled to straighten her legs.
Charla drove her knee into Christine’s abdomen, Christine grunted and doubled over, Charla released Christine’s hands and grabbed her in a side headlock, pressing her forearm into Christine’s windpipe, Christine dropped to one knee, gasping heavily, she pressed against Charla’s shredded hard stomach muscles. Charla squeezed Christine’s throat tighter, she chuckled and leapt forward driving Christine’s face against the floor, Christine rolled onto her back, she slowly stood up and clenched her fists, she snarled at the gloating Charla and lunged, Charla sidestepped and rammed her elbow into the back of Christine’s head. Christine grunted and dropped to her knees. Charla ran up behind Christine and caught her with a big boot to her upper back.
Christine twirled her arms as she fell onto her stomach, she rolled onto her side and climbed up onto her knees, Charla giggled and gave Christine a hard open hand slap to the chest. Christine grabbed Charla’s wrist and pulled her towards her, Charla groaned as Christine slid her arms around her waist and squeezed her tightly. Christine stood up and shook Charla like a ragdoll. Charla slapped Christine’s arms, Christine growled and tightened her grip, Charla raked Christine’s eyes. Christine shoved Charla to the floor and rubbed her eyes. Charla kipped up, she lunged and clotheslined Christine to the floor, she laughed and stomped Christine’s abdomen repeatedly.
Christine grabbed Charla’s ankle and jerked her off her feet, she scrambled to her feet, she climbed on top of Charla and brought her fist down hard on Charla’s abdomen. Christine grunted as Charla tugged hard on her golden mane, Christine grabbed Charla’s chin and tilted her head back, Charla flailed her limbs, she pulled out a handful of Christine’s hair and shoved it into Christine’s mouth. Christine reared back rubbing her scalp, Charla sat up and head butted Christine’s forehead. Christine flopped onto her back, Charla stomped Christine’s right elbow, Christine grunted and clutched her elbow, she grabbed a fistful of hair and pulled Christine up. Christine swung her forearm against Charla’s chest, Charla stumbled back, Christine barreled into Charla knocking the two of them to the floor, Christine grabbed Charla’s throat and shook her wildly, Charla pounded away on Christine’s chest as they rolled around on the floor. Christine pulled Charla to her feet and kicked her in the crotch, Charla grunted and head butted Christine’s abdomen.
Christine stumbled back, Charla lunged and rammed Christine, they crashed through the wall and into the parking lot, Charla scooped up Christine and body slammed her onto the hood of Christine’s station wagon, Christine rolled onto the pavement and clutched her lower back, Charla pulled Christine up and whipped her towards the sidewalk, Christine banged her knee against a metal trash can, Charla ran up behind Christine, grabbed her head and drove her face onto the sidewalk. Christine rolled onto her back clutching her nose. Charla grabbed the metal trash lid and slammed it across Christine’s forehead. Christine grunted and flopped onto her back, Charla sat Christine up and kneed her chin, Christine laid on her back staring up at the passing clouds, the scent of freshly mowed grass filled her nostrils, taking a moment to catch her breath, Christine rolled onto her stomach and crawled towards the curb as Charla strutted around the parking lot boasting about her superiority over her foe. Christine lifted a bus bench and hurled at Charla, Charla turned just in time to see the bench slam into her chest, it shattered on impact; Charla grunted and flopped onto her back. Christine grabbed the metal trash can and dumped it over Charla’s prone form. Charla flung a banana peel in Christine’s face. Christine stumbled back and threw the peel onto the ground.
Charla kipped up, she snatched the trash can form Christine and smashed her over the head with it. Christine flopped onto her back, she grunted and rolled onto her side clutching her forehead. Charla pulled Christine up and slammed her down onto the sidewalk, she uprooted a parking meter and smacked Christine across the abdomen, the parking meter shattered, coins rained down on Christine, Christine rolled onto her stomach and crawled off the curb, Charla followed her into the street, she stomped Christine’s lower back, Christine staggered to her feet, she spun and landed a heel kick to Charla’s chin, Charla collapsed in the middle of the empty street, Christine grinned and bent down over Charla with her hands resting on her hips.
“Pretty cocky, aren’t you? Well, I guess you’re not as tough as you thought.” Christine flexed her arms, her massive biceps bulging and dripping with sweat. She kicked Charla in her ribs and chuckled.
Charla sat up and glared at Christine, she slammed her fist into Christine’s groin, Christine grunted and dropped to her knees. Charla stood up and rubbed her crotch in Christine’s face, she chuckled and dragged Christine over onto the sidewalk, she scooped up Christine and rammed her back against the electric pole, Christine grunted as she landed on a small patch of grass between the parking lot and sidewalk, Charla straddled Christine’s back, she flexed her massive bulging sweat drenched biceps, she pressed her fingers into Christine’s full rounded rock hard shoulders, Christine groaned and tried to squirm free, Charla wrapped her arms around Christine’s throat and squeezed her tightly. Gasping for air, Christine flailed her tired arms, she elbowed Charla’s side. Charla grunted and drove Christine’s back against the ground, she gripped Christine’s throat in both hands, Christine pressed her hands in Charla’s face, Charla grinned and spit in Christine’s eyes.
Christine scraped her fingernails down Charla’s iron hard forearms, Charla screamed and slammed the back of Christine’s head against the edge of the sidewalk, she lifted up Christine in a vertical suplex and fell back slamming her down onto the parking lot. Charla bent down over Christine and slapped her chest. “Get up, I know you’re not done yet.” Charla pulled Christine up nad stepped back.
Christine swayed like a drunkard, she staggered deeper int the parking lot and collapsed against the hood of her car, Charla shook her head, she crept up behind Christine, grabbed a fistful of hair and slammed her face against the steel door leading into her gym. Christine staggered back and flopped onto the hood of her car. Charla swung open the door, she grabbed Christine’s wrist and whipped her back into her gym, Charla closed the door behind them, she grabbed Christine’s arm and whipped her towards the gym mat in the center of the weight room, Christine tripped over the barbell and fell flat on her face, Charla grabbed Christine’s hair and jerked her up, Christine spun and backhanded Charla across the face, Charla kneed Christine’s groin and drove her head onto the floor.
Charla leapt up and leg dropped Christine’s throat, Christine rolled onto her side gasping for air. Charla straddled Christine’s torso, she wrapped her legs around Christine’s waist and squeezed her tightly, she grabbed Christine right arm in both hands and gave it a hard twist, Christine cried out, she tugged on her arm but Charla’s grip proved stronger. Charla grabbed Christine’s other wrist and pinned her arms against the floor. “Give up, I see you’re starting to tire, it’s not too late to save yourself from any further humiliation.”
“Never.” Christine said through gritted teeth, she flexed her arms and slowly pushed her arms up from off the floor. Charla gasped and drew back as Christine’s chiseled sweat drenched pecs bulged with thick veiny muscles, Christine grinned and sat up. Charla leapt back and clenched her fists. Christine stood up and glowered at her foe, she puckered her lips and kissed her left bicep. Charla lunged, Christine sidestepped and slammed her forearm down across the back of Charla’s neck, Charla collapsed onto her stomach, Christine delivered an elbow drop to Charla’s lower back, Charla screamed and clutched her back.
Christine pulled Charla up and slugged her in the abdomen, Charla gritted her teeth and staggered back, Christine ran up to Charla and slammed her fists down on Charla’s shoulders. Charla growled and flung herself at Christine, knocking the both of them to the floor. Charla got to her feet first and stomped Christine’s groin. Christine sat up and head butted Charla’s groin, she sprang to her feet and drove her knee in Charla’s chin. Charla’s head snapped back, she flopped onto her rear and rubbed her chin. Breathing heavily, Christine bent down to catch her breath, sweat streaming down her face. Charla staggered to her feet.
Christine and Charla locked hands, Christine gritted her teeth, her arms trembling as she slowly pushed Charla down onto her knees. Charla snarled and squeezed Christine’s hands, Christine groaned as Charla crushed her hands in her powerful grip, Christine jerked her hands loose, she staggered back. Charla rolled to her feet, she grabbed Christine’s throat and choke-slammed her to the floor, Charla slammed her heel in Christine’s face. Christine’s head snapped back, she sat up and glared at Charla, she flexed her arms and stood up, her biceps and triceps bulged up to triple their size. Charla stepped back and gasped.
Christine smirked and took a step forward, she nodded her head. Suddenly, she halted in mid step, her arms dropped to her sides, her bulging muscles shrank like a leaky inner tube. Christine pithed forward and dropped to one knee, gasping heavily she wiped the sweat from her face, a puddle of sweat polled beneath her, she felt like if she was wearing cement gloves, she glanced up at the approaching Charla.
Smirking, Charla walked up to Christine, she nudged Christine’s chest with her foot, Christine toppled over like a domino and laid spread-eagled on her back, staring up at the ceiling, winded and tired, Christine cried out that she gave up. Charla chuckled and pumped her fist in the air, she knelt down beside Christine and shook her head. “Too tired to move? Good, I prefer it that way.” Charla pulled Christine up and draped her over her knee, she pulled down the back of Christine’s bikini bottom and gave her a hard slap across her soft squishy glutes, Charla giggled and ran her hand over Christine’s back. Christine weakly shook her head, the fight driven out of her she let Charla do what she wanted. Charla smirked and stroked Christine’s lower back, she rolled Christine onto her back and straddled her waist, she tightly gripped Christine’s once hard biceps and chuckled.
Christine begged her to stop, Charla ignored her pleas and kneaded her buttery soft abdomen. “You’re soft, for a while I thought you were stronger, but I’m superior to you in every way. Charla leaned down and prodded Christine’s chest. “Where did all your hard muscles go, did they leave when your strength did, too bad I hoped you’d resist a little bit more, but that’s fine.” Charla slugged Christine’s abdomen, Christine grunted and squinted her eyes. “Get on your knees, I want you to grovel at my feet like a pet.”
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Christine Roth vs Chris Jericho
Christine sipped on a cup of soda in her dressing room, she reclined back on her sofa and sighed with delight, she sat the soda on the coffee table and stood up, she stretched her arms at her side. Pulling a letter from between the cushions she quickly glanced over it for the second time today, a challenge letter from Chris Jericho, she snorted as she crumpled up the letter, she threw it against the door, it landed in the waste basket. A waste of time, she thought, I’ve got better things to do than fight that chump. She leaned back and closed her eyes when she heard a knock on the door, her eyes snapped open and she ran to the door, she frowned.
Chris stood in the entry way rubbing his hands. “Hey, did you get my letter?”
Christine furrowed her brow and puckered her lips. “What about it?”
“Do you accept or not?” Chris asked with a hint of irritation in his voice.
Christine nodded, “Sorry, but I’m going to respectfully decline. I don’t feel like wrestling you, maybe some other time.” Christine started to close the door, Chris stuck his foot between the door and the frame, he pushed his way in and shut the door behind him.
“I don’t think you quite understand, When I challenge someone, I expect a yes answer.” Chris gave Christine the once over, he rubbed his chin and smirked. “You got a nice looking body, how about I buy dinner after the match.”
Christine put her hands on her hips and grinned. “Nice gesture, but you’d have to defeat me first. It’s too bad I’m too busy to fight you.” Christine turned and walked over to the sofa.
Chris walked up behind Christine and grabbed a fistful of hair, he tilted back her head and glared in her eyes. “No one turns me down, and I mean no one. If you don’t accept my challenge I’m going to make your life a living hell.” Chris shoved Christine down onto the sofa,
Christine rolled onto her back and stood with her nose pressed against Chris’s nose. “Fine, I accept – your wrestling invitation. If you beat me, I’ll let you take me to dinner and that’s it.” Christine pressed her hand on Chris’s chest and shoved him back, Chris snarled and smirked, he walked up behind Christine and swatted her ass, he walked to the door and opened it, he shot her one last glance and exited the room, Christine slammed the door shut, she tapped her finger on her chin and sighed.
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Strutting out onto the entrance stage dressed in a tiger stripe bikini and barefoot, The crowd greeted Christine with a standing ovation, she smiled and waved to the fans, she slapped hands with her many fans as she strutted down the ramp, she rolled into the ring and walked up beside Ref Monica Brant, she folded her massive ripped bulging arms across her chest and glared up at the entrance stage.
Chris walked out onto the entrance, he flexed his arms and taunted the fans as he walked down the ramp, he pointed and Christine and slapped his palm three times, he climbed onto the apron and smirked at Christine. Christine stepped back, her heart raced as Chris climbed through the ropes, he approached slowly and halted a few feet short of his opponent, he blew her a kiss and laughed. “What do you want for dinner, baby?”
Christine narrowed her eyes, she scowled and shook her head. “Win first, and then I’ll tell you, that is if you win.” Christine spread her legs shoulder width apart and held up her fists, she scowled at Chris and told him to bring it on. Monica called for the bell, she stepped back.
Christine and Chris circled one another, their eyes locked on to each other, neither of them dared to make the first move. After several seconds Christine lunged, she grabbed Chris’s wrist and whipped him into the ropes, on the rebound Chris caught Christine with a big boot to the chest, Christine rolled to her feet, she crouched low and beckoned to Chris, he snarled and charged. Christine sprung from her crouched position and tackled Chris to the canvas; she drove her fist into his chest. Chris staggered back swinging his arms, he ran into the ropes, he went for another big boot, but Christine ducked and caught him across his upper back with her forearm. Chris dropped to his knees, he grunted and headed towards the ropes. Christine grabbed Chris from behind and drove his head onto the canvas, she rolled on top of him and hooked his leg.
1… Chris kicked out, Christine slapped his chest and stood up, she pulled him up and whipped him into the ropes, Chris rebound and landed a drop kick to Christine’s waist, she staggered back and fell through the ropes crashing to the thinly padded ringside floor. Chris climbed up to the top turnbuckle and crouched down, he shouted at Christine to get up. Christine stood up rubbing the back of her head; Chris dove off the turnbuckle and caught her with a flying clothesline. Chris pulled Christine up and whipped her into the steel steps, Christine reversed and send Chris crashing into the ring steps, he howled as he banged his knee. Christine scooped up Chris and rolled him back into the ring,
Christine rolled back into the ring, as she climbed in, Chris ran and baseball slid into her, Christine grunted as she fell back onto the ringside floor. Chris rolled off the ring apron and stomped Christine’s lower back, she crawled towards the security barrier and pulled herself up. Chris snuck up behind her and kicked the back of her knee, Christine dropped to one knee, she draped her arm over the barrier and gritted her teeth. Chris scooped up Christine and slammed her down across the back of his knee, he grabbed a fistful of hair and pulled her up. Christine drove her elbow into Chris’s chest, he stumbled back, Christine spun and tackled him to the floor, she stood up and grabbed his ankles, she leg dropped his groin.
Chris sat up clutching his groin, he glowered at Christine, Christine wagged her finger, and she turned her back on him and smacked her own ass. “Come and get me if you want me.” She looked back at Chris and giggled. Chris stood up and lunged, Christine went to run, but Chris grabbed her around the waist and squeezed her securely in a rear bear hug. Christine pushed down on Chris’s arms, she felt his grip begin to slacken, and she pushed off the security barrier with her feet and sent them both tumbling onto the floor. Christine got up first; she slammed her heel down on the back of Chris’s head. Christine pulled Chris up and flung him onto the apron, she climbed up beside him and stomped his chest, she leapt over the top rope and dragged Chris to the center of the ring, she bent down over him and flexed her arms, she kissed her right bicep. Chris sat up and grabbed the back of Christine’s knees, he jerked her off her feet and stood up, he stomped her groin and locked her in the Walls of Jericho, Christine gritted her teeth and pounded her fists on the canvas as Chris leaned back, pain shot up Christine’s spine, she reached for the ropes, but they were just out of reach. Monica crouched down beside Christine and asked if she wanted to submit.
Christine moaned and shook her head, she pressed her palms on the canvas, much to Chris’s shock she dragged herself forward and grasped the bottom rope, Monica ordered Chris to break, he mumbled something under his breath but did as Monica ordered. Chris stood over Christine and plopped down onto her lower back, he hooked his fingers in the corners of her mouth and pulled back hard, Christine groaned and flailed her arms, she grabbed the bottom rope and pulled herself off the apron, Chris leaned over the ropes and taunted Christine.
Christine scowled at Chris, she paced around the ringside floor, Chris watching her every movement, he leered at her and chuckled. Christine climbed up onto the apron, Chris lunged, as he reached the ropes Christine kneed his groin, Christine grabbed the sides of his head and hopped off the apron, Chris’s throat slammed into the ropes, his head snapped back and he flopped onto his back. Christine climbed up to the top turnbuckle, she grind danced as she caressed her hips, she dove off the apron and connected with an elbow drop to Chris’s chest, she rolled onto his chest and hooked his leg.
1…2….3. Monica raised Christine’s arm in victory, Christine bowed low to the crowd and blew them kisses, she held out her hand to Chris, he looked up and took her hand, Christine helped him up and patted him on the back. She leaned in close and whispered in his ear. “That was fun, babe, buy me steak cause A girl needs her protein.” She kissed Chris’s cheek.
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Wendy Lindquist vs Shannon Courtney
Wendy walked up slowly to the barbell lying in the center of the gym mat, her long golden mane cascading down her back; she flexed her arms her massive veiny biceps bulged with thick hard muscles. The Canadian Goddess waited patiently as the gathered crowd snapped picture after picture with their cell phones and cameras, when the flashing stopped Wendy took a deep breath and firmly grasped the barbell handle with an underhand grip, she grunted and lifted the 500lb barbell slowly up to her waist, she gritted her teeth and curled the weight up and rested it against her chest. She paused for the camera flashes, when that died down she rapidly curled the weight up and down from waist to chest. Wendy grunted and dropped the barbell to the floor, her massive chiseled pecs and arms glistened with sweat. The crowd roared their approval and clapped as Wendy bowed low, the applause died down after several seconds. “Thank you all for coming, for my next feat I will –
“Pathetic, is that all the heavy you can lift.”
Wendy turned towards the voice, she scowled as Shannon pushed past the crowd and approached Wendy, she folded her arms across her chest and nodded as Shannon stopped right in front of the barbell. “What do you want, I’m in the middle of a photo shoot.”
Shannon smirked and brushed a hand throw her flowing golden mane , she gave Wendy the once over and shook her head. Wendy furrowed her brows. “I knew, that’s why I decide to crash your little party. A weakling like you can’t compete against a muscle goddess like me.” Shannon flexed her right arm, her massive cannonball bicep bulged with thick vein covered muscle, she kissed her bicep and chuckled.
Wendy lowered her head and sneered at Shannon. “You’ve got a lot of nerve entering my gym uninvited, I should toss you out right now.” Wendy dropped her arms at her sides and clenched her fists, she stepped over the barbell and pressed her chest against Shannon’s massive chiseled chest.
Shannon puckered her lips, she grasped Wendy by the shoulder and nudged her forcibly, Wendy staggered back and tripped over the barbell flailing her arms as she toppled to the mat. Several people in the crowd giggled, they snapped pictures of Wendy lying on her back. “Poor Wendy, did you fall down and hurt yourself. You should look where you’re going.” A burst of laughter rippled through the crowd. Wendy scurried to her feet, she stepped over the barbell, she rolled it back with her heel and jabbed Shannon’s chest with her finger, she stared slack-jawed as Shannon flexed, her massive pecs swelling up like beach balls. Shannon pressed her palm under Wendy’s chin and pressed her mouth close. “You’re letting the flies in.” Shannon chuckled and the crowd joined in.
Wendy shook her head, she frowned and rubbed her chin. She looked down at her own chest and sighed; she shut her eyes and inhaled deeply. Snapping her eyes open, she smirked as she hit a most muscular pose, every inch of her torso bulged with thick hard veiny muscles, Shannon gasped and took a step back, glancing around the gym she noticed several of the crowd staring at her talking in hushed tones. Shannon gulped deeply and took a moment to compose herself, she pulled off her tank top revealing her shredded stomach, she grabbed Wendy’s wrist and pressed her hand over her abdomen.
Wendy’s eyes widened as she ran her hand over Shannon’s steel hard stomach muscles, she jerked her hand back quickly and glared at Shannon. Shannon stared back at Wendy, a cocky smile stretched across her lips. Wendy pulled off her sweat drenched tank top and tossed it to the side. Shannon cocked her eyebrow at the sight of Wendy’s hard rippling stomach muscles; she clapped mockingly as Wendy pounded her fist against her own abdomen. Shannon covered her hand to stifle a yawn. “You’re arms are much less impressive than mine.”
Wendy rested her hands on her hips, she glared at Shannon and puckered her lips. “If you’re so certain of your superiority, then why don’t you put up or shut up.” Wendy locked her hands together and cracked her knuckles.
Shannon chuckled. “Test your strength against me, fine, but when you get hurt don’t say you didn’t have fair warning.” Shannon spread her legs shoulder width apart and held out her arms. Wendy inched towards Shannon, her arms outstretched. A hush fell over the crowd as they firmly grasped each other’s arms. They were locked in each other’s embrace, each one’s hands grasping the other’s biceps. Their massive vascular muscles stood out on their backs as they strained against the other’s power in the opening test of strength.
“It was dumb of you to challenge me; I’m going to show you quickly why I’m stronger than you in every sense of the word.” Shannon smirked, leaning she slowly began to move forward, Wendy gritted her teeth as she is forced to walk backwards begrudgingly. Tighter and Tighter Shannon squeezes Wendy’s biceps, Wendy winces in pain and grits her teeth. Unable to overcome the pain, Wendy drops to her knees, Smirking, Shannon drives her knee into Wendy’s chin, Wendy grunts and falls to the floor. Shannon stomped the rising Wendy’s groin, she knelt down and grasped Wendy’s throat tightly, Wendy flailed her arms and gasped for air, she clawed at Shannon’s meaty forearms to no avail, Shannon lifted Wendy into the air and viscously slammed her to the floor,
Wendy grunted. Shannon sat down behind Wendy and locked her in the rear naked choke hold; Wendy flailed her arms as Shannon rocked her back and forth. Shannon lifted Wendy up and slammed her to the floor, Wendy rolled onto her side gasping for air. Shannon grabbed Wendy’s ankles and dragged her across the floor; Wendy drew her knees up to her chest and shoved Shannon. Flailing her arms, Shannon toppled to the floor. Wendy fall forward driving her elbow into Shannon’s groin, Shannon sat up clutching at her groin. Wendy grabbed Shannon’s wrists pulling her to her feet. Lunging, Shannon grasped Wendy’s throat and shoved her against the wall. Wendy clawed at Shannon’s forearm. Shannon slugged Wendy’s stomach, Wendy doubled over and grunted. Shannon shoved Wendy’s head between her knees and clubbed Wendy’s upper back with her fists.
Dropping to her knees, Wendy grabbed Shannon’s ankles and pulled them out from beneath her, toppling Shannon onto her back. Still clutching Shannon’s ankles Wendy stood up and locked her in the Sharpshooter. Shannon pounded her clenched fists on the mat, she shook her head her hair falling in her face as she resisted the urge to tap. Wendy looked back smirking. “What’s the matter can’t get loose. Why don’t you go ahead and tap so you can be on your way.”
Shannon gritted her teeth, she came for only one reason- to beat Wendy, and she wouldn’t leave until she accomplished that. Pressing her hands on the floor, Shannon lifted herself into a pushup position, flexing her powerful legs she slipped free from Wendy’s grasp. Wendy jumped up and stomped Shannon’s calf, Shannon grunted, she stood up and spun towards Wendy, she smirked and flexed her arms, her biceps bulging with thick hard muscles. Wendy gritted her teeth and rushed forward grappling Shannon by the waist. Shannon clubbed the back of Wendy’s neck with her forearm. Grabbing Shannon’s wrists, Wendy rolled onto her back. Shannon flipped forward over Wendy landing on her back, Wendy kipped up, she straddled Shannon’s waist and landed multiple punches to Shannon’s chest.
Shannon reached up and grasped Wendy’s biceps, Wendy winced and tried to pull free from Shannon’s powerful grip. Shannon rolled Wendy onto her side and pulled her to her feet. Wendy felt an intense throbbing in her biceps, she tried to conceal her pain, but it was plain for anyone looking close enough to see it, she was in no way weak but it then she realized that Shannon’s strength exceeded hers. Determined not to submit, Wendy flexed her arms, her biceps bulging with thick hard beefy muscles. Shannon grip faltered, she stood staring dumbfounded at Wendy’s sudden bicep growth. Breathing heavily, Wendy stepped back rubbing her aching biceps, she glared at Shannon.
Shannon shook her head, taking a moment to regain her composure, she dropped down onto her hands and knees, she propelled forward head butting Wendy’s groin. Wendy stumbled back and toppled to the floor, Shannon rolled Wendy onto her stomach and straddled her, she locked her hands on Wendy’s chin and pulled back hard, she smiled at the sound of Wendy’s squealing. “Oh, poor baby, Am I hurting you? Go ahead, tap, unless you get off on being punished, but I won’t judge you if you do.”
Tears streamed down Wendy’s face, despite the intense pain running through her body she refused to give up, she clenched her fists and gritted her teeth, she planted her feet on the floor and slowly stood up and fell back breaking free of Shannon’s powerful hold. Wendy stomped Shannon’s knee. Shannon sat up, she grabbed Wendy’s waist and flung her to the floor, wasting little time she straddled Wendy’s chest, leaning down she smooshed Wendy’s face between her massive chiseled pecs. Wendy flailed her arms slapping at the air. Shannon turned her head and winked at the gathered crowd, she gave them thumbs up as cameras flashed, she smirked and sat up. Wendy let out a loud sigh, finally able to breathe again, she scowled at Shannon.
Shannon shrugged. “Don’t you like my breasts; I mean not everyone can be as naturally endowed as me.” Shannon rubbed her finger over Wendy’s lips, she stood up pulling Wendy to her feet, Wendy lunged driving her fist into Shannon’s throat, Shannon staggered back. Wendy rushed forward tackling Shannon against the wall, she landed multiple fists to Shannon’s abdomen and chest. Shannon lunged and clotheslined Wendy to the floor, she wrapped her legs around Wendy’s throat. Wendy flailed her arms and legs, she clawed at Shannon’s massive powerful thighs. Wendy felt her strength waning, unable to escape Shannon’s clutches she slapped her palm on Shannon’s thigh signaling her submission.
Shannon stood over the winded and battered Wendy; she leaned down beside her conquered foe and stroked her hair. Wendy feebly raised her arm but Shannon slapped it back down. “I won, so stop trying to spoil my fun.” Shannon smirked as she ran her hand over Wendy’s soft squishy stomach muscles; she puckered her lips and chuckled. “Your muscles feel like jelly, but I think I prefer it that way.”
Wendy sat up, she staggered to her feet and flexed her arms, her biceps bulged and hard like stones, breathing heavily she reached for Shannon’s throat, Shannon stared dumbfounded at Wendy’s determination. Suddenly, Wendy’s arms fell limp at her side, she pitched forward and fell to the floor. Shannon smirked as Wendy’s once massive muscles slowly deflated and shrank to their original size. Shannon satisfied with her victory rolled Wendy onto her back , Wendy shuddered as Shannon kissed her lips. Shannon sat up. “Relax, don’t jump to any conclusions. I just wanted to know what your lips tasted like.” Shannon ran her finger over Wendy’s doughy pecs, she smirked and turned towards the crowd. “I hope you took a lot of great pictures, Let me know when you develop them so I can make copies for all my friends.” Shannon strolled towards the door humming ‘I kissed a Girl’.
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Sara Del Rey vs Terri Gold
Terri paced around her dressing room in anticipation for her match with Sara, she glanced over the clock, only a few moments to go until she grappled with one of the toughest women to set foot in a wrestling ring. Terri halted beside the door, she rubbed her sweaty hands together. The door creaked open, Terri jumped back and dropped into a defensive crouch, she held her face up to her chest.
Sara sauntered in, she glanced at Terri and chuckled, she folded her thick veiny arms across her chest and smirked. “So, you’re my opponent for the night, what a joke.”
Terri straightened up, she approached Sara and stood chest to chest with the powerful brunette. “Don’t get cocky, I’ve beaten some of the best women in the business.” Terri said through gritted teeth.
Sara smirked, she pressed her hand on Terri’s chest and shoved her back, Terri staggered she quickly regained her balance, she stomped over jabbing her finger in Sara’s hard chiseled chest. Sara chuckled, she smacked Terri’s hand and clutched her throat, Terri stared wide-eyed gasping for air, Sara’s meaty forearm bulged with thick veins, she glared in Terri’s eyes and shoved her to the floor, Terri sat up rubbing her throat. ”When I’m done with you, you’re going to wish you stayed in your dressing room.” Sara turned and stormed out the room slamming the door shut behind her.
Terri slowly stood up, she snarled and kicked the door frame. Storming out of her dressing room she chased after Sara.
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Sara strutted out to thunderous applause, she bowed to the enthusiastic crowd and sprinted down the ramp, she slid into the ring and jumped up, she approached Ref Monica Brant. Sara turned and stood in the southwest corner of the ring, her slender toned arms resting on the top rope.
Terri strolled out onto the entrance stage fists raised in the air, she waved to the cheering crowd and sprinted down the ramp, she slid into the ring and flexed her arms, and thick ropy veins adorn her beefy biceps. Sara scowled and strutted over to Terri, she flexes her own arms. Terri gasps and steps back, huge veins adorned Sara’s massive hard biceps. Terri gritted her teeth in defiance. Ref Monica signaled for the bell.
They locked up in the center of the ring grasping each other’s biceps. Sara smirked and squeezed Terri’s biceps tightly. Terri winced. Sara’s greater strength won out and she shoved Terri into the corner, she kneed Terri’s groin. Terri grunted and doubled over. Hooking Terri’s arms over the top rope, Sara caught the former WOW champion with a forearm smash across the chest. Terri grunted, Sara grabbed Terri in a side headlock and led her towards the center of the ring her forearm pressing into Terri’s throat. Terri nudges Sara’s ribs with her elbow. Sara leaps forward driving Terri’s face against the canvas.
Terri rolls onto her side clutching her nose, Sara grabs a handful of hair and pulls Terri up. Terri slams her fist into Sara’s abdomen, Sara grunts and stumbles back, Terri lunges and drives her shoulder into Sara’s midsection knocking her to the canvas. Sara sits up, Terri lunges and drives the heel of her foot in Sara’s forehead, Sara grunts and rolls off the apron, she paces around the thinly padded ringside floor glaring up at Terri. Terri defiantly stares back, she bounces off the ropes, dropping onto her rear sliding towards the ropes, Sara sidesteps, Terri slides off the apron and crashes to the floor. Sara repeatedly stomps Terri’s upper back.
Terri rolls onto her side and locks her arms around Sara’s left ankle and pulls her down. Terri stands up trapping Sara in the ankle lock, Sara clenches her fists and flails about looking for a means of escape, she groans as Terri tightens her powerful grip, Sara reaches under the ring apron, she pulls out a tube of pepper spray; she reaches back and sprays Terri’s face. Terri screams and loosens her grip on Sara’s ankle. Sara stands up, she slips behind Terri and traps her in an inverted face-lock. Sara bellows and drives the back of Terri’s head against the floor.
Sara rolled back into the ring and flexed her biceps, Terri rolls onto her side, her eyes still stinging from the pepper spray she staggers to her feet. Sara approaches the ropes and shouts at Terri, Terri grabs Sara’s ankles and jerks her off her feet, she drags Sara out of the ring and clubs her across the chest with her forearm. Sara throws up her hands, Terri slugs Sara’s abdomen. Sara grunts and slides to the floor, Terri pulls Sara up and whips her into the security barrier. Sara hangs over the barrier clutching her lower back. Terri grabs a fistful of hair and flings Sara to the floor.
Sara scrambles to her feet, she lunges at Terri tackling her against the security barrier. Sara pulls Terri up and whips her into the steel steps, Terri grunts as her knee bangs into the steps, Sara scoops Terri up and slams her onto the apron. Sara grabs a handful of hair and gives Terri a hard slap to the chest. Terri rolled onto her side clutching her chest, she staggered to her feet, Sara climbed onto the apron, Terri shoulder-tackled Sara’ abdomen, Sara crashed to the ringside floor. Terri collapsed in the corner she hooked her arms over the top rope to keep herself from falling. Sara stumbled to her feet, she rolled into the ring stood up and glared at Terri. Terri rushed out of the corner, Sara dropped onto her stomach and tripped Terri with a Drop Toe hold.
Sara grabbed Terri’s ankles and locked her into the texas Cloverleaf. Terri pounded the canvas with her fists, she grabbed onto the bottom rope, Ref Monica ordered a rope break, Sara broke the hold, she dragged Terri to her feet and slugged her in the abdomen. Terri grabbed Sara’s wrist and whipped her into the corner, Terri cartwheeled across the canvas and caught Sara’s chest with a handspring elbow. Sara lurched out of the corner and fell onto her stomach. Terri rolled Sara onto her back and hooked her leg.
1…2….Sara kicked out, Terri pulled sara up, Sara kicked Terri in the abdomen, she stood back to back with Terri hooking her arms under Terri’s arms, Sara bent over hoisting Terri off her feet. Terri squealed and flailed as she struggled to escape Sara’s backbreaker. Terri cried out her submission, Ref Monica called for the bell. Sara dropped Terri to the canvas and raised her fists over her head. Terri laid on her side clutching her lower back. Sara pulled Terri up and set her up in the Royal Butterfly and slammed her to the canvas, she kicked Terri’s side and rolled out of the ring, he walked up the ramp, glancing back at Terri one last time before she disappeared behind the curtain.
Terri staggered to her feet, the arena went pitch black, when they came back on Jungle Grrrl was standing right behind Terri. Terri turned; Jungle Grrrl scooped up Terri and delivered the Jungle Drive to the weakened Terri. Jungle Grrrl stood with one foot on Terri’s chest and hit a double biceps pose. “Terri, I’m not finished with you yet, watch your back.” Jungle Grrl pointed her finger in the dazed Terri’s face and gritted her teeth.
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Shannon Courtney vs Kerri Strug
Shannon loaded 3 100lb plates onto each end of the barbell, tightly rasping the barbell she grunted and hoisted it over her head. The crowd gathered around her snapping pictures and shooting video. Shannon grinned cockily and dropped the barbell at her feet, she flexed her arms at her sides her biceps bulging with thick vein covered muscles. Shannon dropped to one knee breathing heavily, sweat dripping from her forehead.
“Tired already, I thought you were tougher than that.”
Shannon cocked her her head in the direction of the voice, she furrowed her brows as Kerri approached dressed in a black leather overcoat. Shannon stood up and offered her hand, Kerri shook it. “So what brings you here?”
Kerri smirked. “Just came to see you, hope I’m not interrupting anything?”
“Not at all, I was just finishing up a photoshoot, stick around and I’ll give you some pointers on bodybuilding.” Shannon grabbed a towel off the weight bench and wiped the sweat from her brow.
Kerri chuckled. “Why would I need pointers from you, you’re just a never was.” Kerri folded her arms across her chest, a cocky smile stretched across her lips.
Shannon scowled, she heard know about Kerri ever since her feat at the Summer Olympics several years ago when she was but a child, she wondered if all Olympians acted like her. “Tell me why you’re really here.”
Keri shrugged. “All right, I’ve been doing some heavy training and I wanted to see how I fared against you.” Kerri removed her overcoat and tossed it to the floor, dressed in a American flag bikini she flexed her arms at her side, her biceps bulged with thick hard veiny muscles, Shannon gasped when she squeezed Kerri’s right bicep, it felt like holding a steel cannonball in her hand, she stepped back staring slack-jawed at Kerri’s massive muscular yet lithe slender body. “Are you in awe yet, Shannon? You should be, I told you I’ve been working out.”
Shannon shook her head, it took several seconds to regain her composure, she leaned into a crab pose and gritted her teeth, every muscle on her torso bulged, Kerri gasped and stepped back, Shannon arched her eyebrow. “You’re no match for me shrimp.”
Kerri rushed up to the barbell, she gripped it tightly in her hands, she howled and thrust it up over her head, she jumped back as she let the heavy barbell crash to the floor. The two glared at each other in awkward silence, neither daring to make the first move. “There’s only one way to settle this.” Kerri said, breaking the silence.
Shannon nodded. “Agreed, last woman standing wins.” Shannon said clenching her fists. They circled one another sizing each other up. Shannon bellowed and rushed forward, swinging her fist at Kerri’s head. Kerri lunged grabbing Shannon’s wrist, back flipping into the air she landed behind Shannon and elbowed her lower back. Shannon grunted and lurched forward. Still grasping Shannon’s wrist, Kerri slammed her heel against the back of Shannon’s head. Shannon dropped to her knees clutching the back of her head.
Kerri rushed up behind Shannon and straddled her shoulders, wrapping her massive bulging thighs tightly around Shannon’s throat. Staggering to her feet, Shannon rocked herself from side to side violently trying to free herself, gasping harder with each step she took. Kerri grinned and pounded on the top of Shannon’s head like it was a bongo drum. Shannon fell back, slamming Kerri’s back against the floor. Kerri grunted, her grip around Shannon’s throat slackening. Shannon grabbed Kerri’s ankles and slipped herself free from between Kerri’s iron grip.
Shannon rolled onto her stomach, rising up to her knees she slammed her fist hard into Kerri’s abdomen. Kerri reared back her hand slapping Shannon fiercely across the face. Shannon’s head snapped back sending her flopping onto her back. Kerri rolled to her feet, grabbing Shannon’s wrist she pulled the massive blonde to her feet and flung her against the far wall, Shannon grunted as she crashed into the wall and collapsed onto the floor. Kerri rushed forward, she cartwheeled over to Shannon, and somersaulting into the air she landed a vicious leg drop across the back of Shannon’s neck.
Rising to her feet Shannon grabbed a handful of Kerri’s hair and slammed her face against the wall. Kerri stumbled back flailing her arms. Shannon scooped up Kerri and dropped her across her knee, holding the former Olympic champion in an over the knee backbreaker. Kerri flailed her arms wildly as Shannon pushed down on her knees and chin. Grabbing a fistful of hair, Kerri tugged back on Shannon’s head. Shannon screamed and shoved Kerri onto her stomach, Kerri rolled to her feet and caught Shannon’s chin with a spinning back fist. Shannon fell back, her head collided with the wall.
Kerri pulled Shannon up, Shannon kneed Kerri’s groin. Both ladies lunged and firmly grasped the other’s biceps. Shannon griited her teeth, leaning forward she slowly inched Kerri back, Kerri squeezed Shannon’s biceps tighter, Shannon winced and screamed in Kerri’s face spit flying from her lips. Kerri pressed her heel on Shannon’s abdomen, rolling back she flipped Shannon over her head. Shannon landed on her back. Kerri flipped over onto Shannon and slammed her fist into her groin. Kerri dragged Shannon up and tossed her over her shoulder, Shannon locked her arms around Kerri’s waist squeezing her tightly. Kerri staggered back, she fell back driving Shannon’s head onto the floor, Shannon rolled onto her side clutching her head.
Kerri stood over Shannon flexing her arms, she bent down and pulled Shannon to her feet. Shannon lunged driving her shoulder into Kerri’s waist. Kerri flopped onto her back, Shannon grabbed Kerri’s ankles flipping her over into a Boston Crab. Kerri screamed as Shannon leaned back, she pounded her fists on the floor. Shannon looked back smiling broadly. “What’s the matter Kerri, feeling a little tension. Don’t worry I promise it will be over soon.” Shannon said leaning back even further.
Kerri clenched her fists, flexing her powerful legs she lipped her legs free from Shannon’s grip. Shannon brushed a loose strand of hair from out of her face and chuckled, she stood up and stomped Kerri’s lower back. Kerri rolled onto her back and swept Shannon’s legs out from under her, Shannon flopped onto her back. Kerri kipped up, she leaped into the air and slammed her elbow down onto Shannon’s chest. Shannon grunted and rolled to her feet. Kerri rushed up beside Shannon and caught her with a Russian leg sweep. Shannon clutched the back of her head. Kerri got to her feet, she walked up to the barbell and lifted it over her head. Shannon staggered to her feet, Kerri tossed the barbell at Shannon. Shannon caught the barbell across her chest and slung it back at Kerri, Kerri back flipped as the Barbell came rushing towards her, she landed on her feet as the barbell crashed into the wall.
Shannon tugged her own hair and screamed, she rushed forward, Kerri sidestepped and locked her arms around Shannon’s waist and slammed her to the floor. Kerri straddled Shannon’s waist, she landed a barrage of heavy blows to Shannon’s abdomen. Shannon threw her hands up to her face, Kerri slugged Shannon’s chin. Shannon’s head snapped back. Kerri pulled Shannon up and lifted her over her head. Shannon flailed wildly, Kerri laughed and gorilla pressed slammed Shannon to the floor. Shannon grunted and rolled onto her back. Kerri grabbed Shannon’s ankles and leg dropped her groin. Shannon grimaced and clutched her tender groin. Kerri pulled Shannon up, Shannon lunged tackling Kerri to the floor, she landed a flurry of fists to Kerri’s chest and abdomen. Shannon scooped up Kerri and hit her with a devastating power-bomb.
Kerri rolled onto her side. Shannon grabbed two fistfuls of hair and jerked Kerri to her feet. Kerri elbowed Shannon’s throat, she spun behind Shannon and trapped her in a sleeper hold. Shannon struggled violently to free herself, Kerri’s powerful forearm pressing tighter and tighter against her throat, gasping for air Shannon flailed her arms. Shannon’s vision blurred, she felt darkness overtake her as she slipped into oblivion, Kerri gently lowered Shannon onto her back, she stood over her dazed opponent and flexed her arms triumphantly.
Shannon awoke several minutes later, she couldn’t remember what had happened or where she was, only when she saw Kerri standing over her looking down with her arms folded across her chest and a broad grin stretched across her lips did she remember. “Rise and shine, I thought for a second that I might have overdid it but you look okay.” Kerri leaned down grabbing a fistful of hair, she pulled the winded and battered Shannon into a seated position.
Shannon went to push Kerri back, it was then she realized her arms were bound at her side with duct tape, Shannon tugged at her restraints, but her arms were too weak from the fight. “Let …me…go.”
Kerri chuckled and shook her head, she knelt down in front of Shannon and brushed her hair from out of her face. “I won, so I decided to wrap you up you don’t wear yourself out. I used two whole rolls, so just sit tight.” Kerri smiled as she traced her finger over Shannon’s chiseled pecs, she laughed then rubbed Shannon’s chin with her finger. Shannon glared, but Kerri paid her no attention. Kerri squeezed Shannon’s biceps, Shannon winced and let a low moan. Kerri wiped Shannon sweat drenched abdomen and sighed. “This is fun, I wish I would have met you sooner.”
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Lita vs Stan
As a fan of wrestling, Lita had always been Stan’s favorite diva, he jumped for joy when he got the chance to finally challenge her on the mat. The two stared each other down from opposite ends of the room; they slowly shuffled towards each other before locking hands in the center of the mat. Stan gritted his teeth as he pushed Lita down onto one knee. Smirking, Lita fell back flipping Stan onto his back, Stan grunted as Lita flopped down across his waist, he reached up to grab her but she grabbed his wrists and pinned them at his side.
Lita leaned down close to his face, her breath warm on his neck. “You’ve been looking forward to this, haven’t you, Stan?”
“Yeah, but don’t think you’ve won yet.” Stan said through gritted teeth. Slowly he pushed back against Lita’s powerful grip, he lifted his arms off the mat, he rolled onto his side flipping Lita onto her back, he rolled on top of Lita and tightly grasped her shoulders pinning them against the mat. The fiery redhead chuckled and thrashed about, she flipped Stan onto his back and rolled to her feet, straddled his shoulders wrapping her legs tightly around his throat.
Gasping for air, Stan groaned as her struggled violently in Lita’s iron grip, she stared down at and smiled. Stan gazed up at Lita, a strand of hair had fallen in her face, and she teasingly brushed it away as she tightened her grip. Stan clenched his fists tightly; fighting through the pain he grabbed Lita’s ankles and freed himself from her embrace. Leaping to her feet the former diva flung herself at Stan knocking him onto his back. Scrambling to his feet Stan locked his arms around Lita’s waist and threw her to the mat kicking and screaming. Stan rolled Lita onto her back locking his arms around her throat as he straddled her back.
Lita struggled wildly in Stan’s grip, unable to free herself her arms dropped to her sides. Stan slowly and cautiously eased his sleeper hold and laid Lita on her stomach; he rolled the unconscious diva onto her back and lay across Lita’s waist. Suddenly, Lita bucked sending Stan rolling back in shock. The former member of Team Extreme leapt to her feet screaming like a maniac, she charged at Stan and drove her knee into his chin. Stan grunted slamming onto his back. Lita grabbed Stan’s ankles and locked him in the Boston Crab. Stan thrashed about wildly struggling to free himself, Lita looked back over her shoulder flashing Stan a wicked grin, she leaned back further into the hold, and Stan clawed the mat as pain racked his spine.
“Come on, Stan. Are you going to fight your way out or not? I guess I’m too much for you to handle.” Lita said with a chuckle.
Fighting through the pain, Stan slowly flexed his legs, little by little Lita felt her grip slipping, and she released Stan’s legs and retreated to one corner of the mat watching him intently as he rose to his feet. Stan held his hands over his head and beckoned to Lita, she slowly approached watching his every move, they locked hands in the center of the mat, with a burst of strength Stan pushed Lita down onto both knees, and she gritted her teeth as she struggled to get back to her feet. “I’m tougher than I look, Lita. But hey, I’m having a great time.”
Lita smirked; suddenly she lunged forward slamming her forehead against Stan’s groin. Stan grunted and staggered back; Lita rose to a crouching stance and chuckled. Stan gritted his teeth and rushed at Lita, Lita sprang from her crouched position tackling Stan to the mat, she jumped up and stomped his chest, Stan grasped Lita’s ankle and pulled her down to the mat, and she bellowed and slammed her elbow down onto his chest. Grabbing each other by the shoulders they rolled across the floor grappling for the upper hand.
Lita slammed her knee into Stan’s groin, but he was ready this time and grabbed her ankle, with a twist he flipped Lita onto her back and straddled her waist, he pressed her hands down on her shoulders. Lita rocked from side to side, slipping free from her larger foes grasp, she pulled him to his feet and whipped him into the wall, and she ran up behind him and drove her knee into her lower back. Stan spun around, grabbed Lita by her shoulders and pushed her up against the wall, he slammed his fist into the hard shredded muscles of her stomach, Lita grunted and doubled over. Stan grabbed Lita’s throat and smashed her across the waist with his forearm.
Lita flung herself at Stan slamming her elbow across his throat. Stan dropped to one knee. Lita stood behind Stan and grabbed his wrists; she pressed his knee into his upper back and jerked back hard on his arms. Stan groaned in agony, he gritted his teeth trying to fight through the pain. Lita leaned down breathing on the back of his neck. “You may be bigger and stronger, but there’s a reason why I was WWE Women’s champion, and that’s because I’m better than you.”
Flexing his arms, Stan slowly pulled his arms free from Lita’s powerful grip; he spun around and clotheslined Lita to the mat. Wasting little time he dropped down across Lita and hooked her legs. “1….2…..3.” Stan shouted as he slapped his palm against the mat, rolling to his feet he grabbed Lita’s hand and helped her up.
Lita smirked and patted Stan on his back. “Congrats, Stan, but I’ll get you next time.” Lita slapped Stan on his rear.
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Kristen Graham vs Sharon Marvel
As the midday heat bore down on the sand, Kristen raced along the edge of the shore arms pumping vigorously at her sides. Coming to a sudden stop, breathing heavily she bent over with her hands resting on her knees, sweat pouring off her heavily muscled body. Kristen walked up the beach and collapsed onto her towel; she took a sip from her water bottle and let out a loud sigh. Kristen felt someone nudging her ribs, she looked up snapping open her eyes.
Sharon stood over Kristen her massive muscular arms folded across her chest, she looked down at Kristen and smirked. “This is my spot, you better move before I make you move.”
Kristen jumped up, she prodded Sharon’s chest with her finger, she halted suddenly when she saw Sharon flexed her monstrous pecs, Kristen stepped back her arm dropping at her side, her mouth hung open wide. Sharon chuckled and pressed Kristen’s mouth closed.
So, are you going to leave peacefully or am I going to have to do this the hard way.”
Gritting her teeth, Kristen shook her head. “I was here first, find another spot to sun bathe.” Kristen flexed her arms at her sides, her biceps bulging with thick ropy veined muscles. She smirked and kissed her left bicep, “I’m not going anywhere. Bye Bye.”
Sharon lowered her head, glared at Kristen and dropped her arms at her side, she took a step forward and shoved Kristen onto her rear. “Fine, however you want to do this is fine with me. You think you’re hot stuff, but I’ll teach you to respect me.”
Scrambling to her feet, Kristen leapt up and slammed her fist into Sharon’s abdomen. Sharon laughed off the attack and nodded smugly, she wagged her finger in Kristen’s face. “I don’t think so, It’ll take more than that to beat me.” Sharon grabbed a fistful of Kristen’s hair and slung her over her shoulder, Kristen flailed her arms and screamed. Sharon slammed Kristen down onto the sand and stomped her abdomen.
Kristen rolled away and leapt to her feet, she rushed forward and tackled Sharon to the sand. Kristen pulled Sharon to her feet, Sharon drove her knee into Kristen’s abdomen, Kristen grunted and doubled over. Sharon scooped up Kristen and slammed her face down over her knee, she pulled down the back of Kristen’s thong and gave her a hard swat across the ass. Kristen elbowed Sharon’s side, Sharon growled and shoved Kristen to the sand, she stood up and smooshed Kristen’s face in the sand. Kristen rolled to her feet, she lunged driving her knee into Sharon’s chin. Sharon grunted and flopped onto her back.
Sharon jumped up and slapped Kristen hard across the chest, Kristen staggered back towards the shoreline. Sharon barreled into Kristen knocking her back, Kristen splashed down into the water, Sharon laughed as Kristen crawled onto the shore. Kristen bum rushed Sharon landing a series of quick jabs to Sharon’s chest. Sharon laughed them all off, she grabbed Kristen by the throat and shook her violently. Kristen clawed Sharon’s meaty forearms. Sharon smirked and shoved Kristen onto her rear; she lunged slamming her heel into Kristen’s chin. Kristen’s head snapped back as she flopped onto her back.
Sharon bent down over Kristen and slapped the side of her head. Kristen staggered to her feet, wincing in pain Kristen threw herself at Sharon, Sharon grabbed her around the waist and squeezed her tight. Kristen groaned, she struggled violently to free herself. Sharon hoisted Kristen of her feet and carried her into the water; she slammed Kristen face down into the water. Kristen flailed her arms as Sharon held her head under water. Sharon pulled Kristen up and flung her onto the shore. Kristen rose to her hands and knees; she scooped up a handful of sand. Grabbing a fistful of hair, Sharon jerked Kristen to her feet; Kristen tossed sand into Sharon’s eyes.
Sharon screamed and rubbed her eyes. Kristen landed a kick to Sharon’s chest, Sharon splashed down into the water. Kristen pulled Sharon up body slammed her onto the sand. Her eyes finally cleared Sharon grabbed Kristen’s wrist and pulled her close, she wrapped her massive arms around Kristen’s throat and choked her. Gasping for air Kristen clawed the air, Sharon led Kristen up onto the shore and pulled her down to the sand, she wrapped her powerful tree trunk legs around Kristen’s torso. Kristen flailed her arms wildly, but the battle had taken a toll on her strength, her arms felt heavy, her lungs on fire as Sharon tightened her grip.
After several moments unable to escape Sharon’s hold, Kristen spiraled into oblivion, her arms drooped. Sharon released Kristen, she stood up and pulled her unconscious foe up, Sharon laid Kristen on her towel, she sat down beside Kristen grabbed the bottle of suntan lotion and squirted a glob in Kristen’s face. Kristen awoke with a start. Sharon smeared the lotion all over Kristen’s face, laughing all the while.
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Shannon Courtney vs Jung Young Ji 2
Closing time at the bar, Shannon pulls the shade down on the front door, she walks behind the bar and starts to wipe it down, the door creaks open, Shannon cocks her head at the sound, a familiar face enters the bar. Shannon grins and flexes her right arm, her bicep bulging with thick veiny muscles. “I didn’t expect to see you back so soon, I’m ready for you this time.”
Jung struts up to the bar smiling smugly, she sits down on a stood and pounds her fist on the counter. “One scotch and make it snappy, blondie.” Jung said snapping her fingers.
Shannon scowls; she grabs a shot glass and sets it down, and slowly fills it with scotch and slides it over towards Jung who catches it firmly in her hand.
“Here’s to free drinks.” Jung said raising the glass in mock toast, she quickly downs the scotch and slams the shot glass down. Propping her elbows on the bar top, Jung rests her chin on her hands and smirks at Shannon. Jung slides the glass back to Shannon and orders her to refill it.
Shannon clutches the shot glass in her hand and glares at Jung, hatred of the woman who defeated her boiling her blood. “Why should I?”
Jung stood up, she walked over to Shannon, she glared at Shannon and drummed her fingers on the bar top. Without warning, Jung lashed out and grasped Shannon’s throat. Shannon stared wide-eyed as Jung ran her finger down the side of her face. “Did you forget that I beat you fair and square, If I won I got to drink for free. If you go back on your word I’ll make you regret it.” Jung drew her hand from Shannon’s throat.
Shannon took a step back rubbing at her throat, she gritted her teeth and poured a second shot for Jung, and she slammed the glass down and folded her massive arms across her chest. Jung raised the shot glass to her nose and sniffed it, she scoffed and poured the drink out onto the floor. Shannon puckered her lips. “What was that for?”
“It smells funny, you must have done something to it.” Jung threw the shot glass, it shattered against the back wall. Shannon snarled as she leapt over the bar tackling Jung to the floor. Jung thrashed about, she pulled Shannon to her feet and shoved her back against the bar then karate chopped her across the neck. Shannon grunted and dropped to one knee rubbing her throat. Jung stepped back and glared down at Shannon.
Shannon staggered to her feet, she leaned against the bar gasping for air. “I can beat you, I know I can.” Shannon flexed her arms, her cannonball biceps bulging with thick ropy veins. Jung nodded mocking and gestured to Shannon.
“Never will you beat me, I’m stronger than you. Get over any delusions you might have and face reality.” Jung smirked and ripped off her long sleeve shirt revealing her massive chiseled frame. Shannon gasped and took several steps back, in her haste she toppled over a stood as she retreated behind the bar.
Jung climbed up onto the bar and hit a most muscular pose, every inch on her body bulging with thick hard veiny muscles. Shannon stared slack-jawed at Jung’s monstrous physique, she shook her head in disbelief. Jung dove off the bar and clotheslined Shannon to the floor. Rising to their feet, Shannon and Jung traded punches as they battled their way out from behind the bar. Jung caught Shannon with a hard forearm across the chest. Shannon stumbled, grabbing a stool she slammed it across Jung’s ribs. Jung laughed as the stool shattered into several pieces.
Shannon gripped the broken stool top in her hands, she flung it at Jung like a discus, Jung batted the stool top out of the air, and it crashed through the window of the front door. Shannon screamed and charged at Jung, they crashed through the front door and landed hard onto the deserted sidewalk, the street lamps the only source of light. Jung got to her feet first, she stomped on Shannon’s lower back, Shannon groaned and rolled to her feet. Shannon grabbed the lid off the metal trash can and slammed it over Jung’s head.
Jung stumbled back rubbing the top of her head. Shannon lunged and locked her arms around Jung’s waist. Jung slammed her fists down on Shannon’s shoulders, Shannon grunted and shoved Jung back against the front wall of the bar. Jung dug her fingers into the back of Shannon’s neck. Shannon released Jung’s waist and landed a hard right to her abdomen. Jung grabbed Shannon’s throat and shoved her down onto the sidewalk, Shannon rolled to her feet, she grabbed the trash can and flung it. Jung caught the trash can and slammed it down across Shannon’s head. Shannon collapsed onto her stomach and grunted.
Jung pulled a dazed Shannon to her feet, she led Shannon to the parking lot, scooped her up and slammed her down in the bed of a pickup. Jung opened the tailgate and climbed up, she leaped up and leg dropped Shannon’s throat. Shannon grunted, rolled onto her side and clutched her throat. Grabbing a fistful of hair Jung pulled Shannon to her feet, Shannon dropped to her knees, head butted Jung’s groin, Shannon sprang to her feet and shoved Jung off the tailgate, Jung flailed her arms as she slammed down onto the hard surface of the parking lot. Shannon crouched down on the edge of the tailgate, she shouted at Jung to get up.
Jung staggered to her feet, Shannon dove off the tailgate and caught Jung across the chest with her forearm. Shannon stood up pumping her fists, grabbing the side of Jung’s head she pulls her to her feet. Jung stumbles around the parking lot in a dazed stupor, Shannon creeps up behind Jung aping her on the shoulder. Jung spins around, Shannon goes for a knife-edge chop, but Jung ducks and uppercuts Shannon’s chin, Shannon’s head snaps back. Jung grabs Shannon’s nose with two fingers and forces her back towards the sidewalk. Shannon flails her fists, Jung shoves Shannon off the curb, sending her falling into the street.
Shannon staggers to her feet clutching her lower back, Jung grabs Shannon by the chin from behind and knees her lower back. Shannon grunts and drops to her knees. Jung grabs the back of Shannon’s head and slams her face against the curb. Shannon rolls onto her back clutching her chin, she staggers to her feet and retreats from Jung giving herself time to catch her breath. Jung chases after her, Shannon spins around catching Jung with a spinning heel kick. Jung drops to one knee, she grabs one of Shannon’s ankles and jerks her off her feet. Jung flops down on Shannon’s waist and pummels her abdomen with a flurry of hard fists. Shannon grimaces as each blow hits home, she grabs Jung’s wrists and flips her onto her side.
Jung draws back, she stands up and stomps Shannon’s left knee. Shannon staggers to her feet, the two of them lock hands in the middle of the darkened street, they struggle to force the other to their knees. Their muscular arms bulge as they push against each other’s strength, with one last push, Jung forces Shannon down onto her knees. Shannon shakes her head pleading for the strength to fight back. Jung presses her heel in Shannon’s Face and shoves her onto her back. Shannon grunts as Jung drops down onto her chest. Jung leans down and spits in Shannon’s face. Shannon hisses at Jung and tells her she’s going to pay. Jung laughs and slaps Shannon’s face.
Jung grabs two fistfuls of hair and dragged Shannon up. Shannon rakes Jung’s eyes, Jung staggers back rubbing her eyes and screaming. Shannon smirks, she rushes forward and rams Jung’s back against the light pole, she bellows and drives her knee repeatedly into Jung’s waist, Jung slumps down, Shannon grabs Jung’s wrist and leads her back into the side ally, she whips Jung face first into the metal dumpster back behind the bar. Shannon scoops up Jung and tosses her into the dumpster. Jung springs up, grabs Shannon by the hair and pulls her into the dumpster. Jung grabs a trash can and tears it open spilling the contents over Shannon’s head.
Shannon grunts in disgust as she brushes a moldy banana peel off her shoulder, Jung grabs the peel and rubs it in Shannon’s face. Shannon grasps Jung’s throat and slams her to the dumpster floor, she grabs a rotten apple and bashes it against Jung’s chest, pieces of rotten apple splatter everywhere. Jung staggers to her feet, she wags her finger and lunges at Shannon. Jung grabs a rolled up newspaper and smacks Shannon across the face. Shannon bellows and drives her fist into Jung’s groin. Jung flops onto her back, she gropes about blindly and closes her hand around a dirty sock, she slips her hand into the sock as Shannon pulls her to her feet, Jung crams her sock covered hand into Shannon’s mouth.
Gasping for air, Shannon flails her arms as she struggles to pry Jung’s fingers out of her mouth. “It’s an old trick I learned off wrestling, you can’t escape the mandible claw once it’s applied. So get ready to take a nap.” Jung said smugly. Shannon slammed her fist into Jung’s cheek. Jung growled but held her grip firm. Shannon’s legs trembled, she dropped to her knees, Jung placed her free hand on Shannon’s upper back and gently lowered her onto her back. Shannon’s eyes rolled back, Jung pulled her fingers out of Shannon’s mouth and flexed her arms triumphantly. “Good night, Shannon, how fitting I should put you to bed in a dumpster with the rest of the trash.”
Shannon’s eyes snapped open, she sat up and head butted Jung’s groin. Jung staggered and fell onto her rear. Shannon stood up and flexed in a most muscular pose. “Fooled you, Jung. It’s going to take more than that to beat me this time.” Shannon rushed forward, she leapt up and landed a drop kick to the rising Jung’s chest. Shannon pulled Jung to her feet, she slammed Jung’s face against the dumpster wall. Jung flopped onto her back. Shannon scooped Jung up and tossed her back out into the alley. Shannon perched on the rim of the dumpster and dove off leg dropping Jung’s chest.
Jung grunted and staggered to her feet. Shannon snuck up behind Jung and locked her in a Full Nelson. Jung groaned and writhed in Shannon’s powerful grip, Shannon smirked and dragged Jung out form the alley, Jung continued to struggle as Shannon tightened her grip. Shannon hoisted ung up and slammed her down onto her back. Jung laid on her back breathing heavily, small beads of sweat running down her face and chest. Shannon scooped up Jung and rammed her into the side of the pickup. Jung grunted and flopped onto her stomach. Shannon crouched down beside Jung and told her to get up. Jung slowly pushed herself to her feet, she flexed her arms, they bulged with thick hard veiny muscles, Shannon stepped back, terror numbing her mind. Jung sighed, her muscles began to deflate, she stumbled forward and collapsed onto her stomach. Shannon pressed her foot on the back of Jung’s neck and kissed her left bicep.
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Shannon Courtney vs Selma Labat 2
Gripping the handle tightly Shannon hoisted the barbell over her head, she held it there for several seconds as the gathered crowd snapped pictures of her strength feat. As the camera flashes died down Shannon grunted and dropped the barbell onto the thickly matted floor, she smirked flexing her arms at her side, her biceps bulging with massive veiny muscles. Strutting across the room, she grabbed her towel off the weight bench. Small drops of sweat ran down Shannon’s abs making her stomach glisten, she wiped down her torso for the amusement of the men in the crowd, batting her eyes as she slowly rubbed the towel over her chiseled pecs.
“Out of my way.”
Scanning the crowd, Shannon glanced around for the source of the voice, she scowled as she saw Selma pushing people aside as she approached. Shannon sat down on the weight bench and folded her massive muscular arms across her chest. Pretending not to notice Selma, Shannon chewed on her fingernails.
“Long time no see, Shannon. Did you miss me?” Selma said, pushing her sunglasses up onto her forehead, she looked down at Shannon and smirked.
Shannon dropped her arms to her side and stood up, giving Selma the once over. “Oh, I didn’t see you come in. You found your way in, so you shouldn’t have any trouble finding the way out.” Draping the towel over her shoulders, Shannon walked over to the weight rack and picked out a pair of 50lb dumbbells.
Selma laughed and slapped Shannon playfully on the back. “It’s so good to see you again, I missed you so much, so I thought I’d come visit you.”
Dropping the dumbbells onto the floor, Shannon turned toward Selma and poked her chest with her finger. “Why don’t you get out, I don’t like you.” Shannon said through gritted teeth, she bent down and picked up the dumbbells and curled them up to her shoulders. Selma snatched the dumbbells from Shannon’s hands and threw them to the floor. She grabbed Shannon’s throat and forced the blonde muscle babe’s back against the wall.
“Don’t be rude, I come to you as politely as I could, but you’re testing my patience.” Selma said leaning in close to Shannon’s face.
Shannon took a deep breath and furrowed her brows, she glared at Selma but said nothing for fear of setting her off. Selma released Shannon’s throat and took a step back, she brushed a loose strand of hair from out her eyes and sighed. Rubbing her throat, Shannon walked around Selma and raced for the door, several patrons stepped in front of the door blocking her path. Shannon’s heart raced, she turned back to see Selma strutting pompously towards her. “What’s going on here?”
Selma chuckled. “These are all good friends of mine, I asked them to keep you from leaving in case you refused my challenge.”
Shannon clenched her fists. “What challenge, you haven’t even told me why you came here.” Shannon’s breathing quickened her mind raced, almost certain of Selma’s true intention.
Selma rubbed her palms together, her biceps throbbing with thick veiny muscles, she walked up behind the shivering Shannon and grasped her shoulders. “I had so much fun beating you up last time, I would like very much to fight you again, please don’t deny me the opportunity.”
Shannon glanced over at the blocked door then back at Selma, the Hispanic beauty watching her every move. She wanted to say no, but realized she had little choice, it was either that or fight her way through the door, and she wasn’t sure how Selma would take offense to her refusal. Shannon walked over and offered her hand. Selma shook it and smiled smugly. “Fine, guess I got no choice, But I don’t plan on losing this time.”
Shannon goes to pull her hand away, but Selma squeezed it in her powerful grip, Shannon groans and drops to one knee, Selma grabs Shannon’s throat and shoves her to the floor. Shannon sweeps Selma’s legs, the buff brunette flops onto her back, Shannon rolls on top of Selma and socks her hard across the abdomen. Pulling Selma to her feet, Shannon locks her arms around her beefy waist. Selma groans as she struggles in Shannon’s powerful grasp. Desperate to free herself, Selma slaps Shannon’s ears. Shannon growls and slams Selma to the floor, she leaps up and drives her knee down onto Selma’s abdomen.
Rolling onto her stomach, Selma crawls over to the weight bench and pulls herself up. Wasting little time, Shannon pounces on Selma’s broad muscular back and wraps her arms around her throat. Gasping for air, Selma staggers around the gym clawing at Shannon’s meaty forearms. Reaching back over her shoulders, Selma grabs a fistful of Shannon’s hair and tugs hard Tighter and tighter Shannon squeezed Selma’s throat. Selma dropped onto her rear, driving Shannon’s knees against the floor. Losing her grip on Selma’s throat, Shannon grunts and flops onto her back.
Rising to her feet, Selma stomps Shannon’s left knee. Shannon clutches her knee tightly against her chest and grimaces. Grabbing a fistful of hair, Selma pulls Shannon to her feet and sits her down on the bench. Rolling up her sleeves, Selma flexes her arms in a double biceps pose, her cannonball biceps bulging with thick veiny muscles. Shannon glances up at Selma, her eyes widen in shock at the sight of Selma’s sudden muscle growth, a shiver ran down her spine. “I beat you once, and I shall do so again. You’re my favorite punching bag.” Selma kissed her left bicep.
Hopping up onto the bench, Shannon threw herself at Selma tackling her to the floor. Rising to her feet, Shannon grabbed Selma’s ankles, digging her fingers in Selma’s thick bulging calves, screaming like a wild woman, Shannon rolled Selma up into the sharpshooter and leaned back into the hold. With no ropes to grab to break the hold, Selma gritted her teeth and clawed at the floor. Looking back over her shoulder, Shannon smiled smugly as Selma’s pained screams grew louder. “What’s wrong, Selma, can’t use those strong arms of yours to escape? Maybe you should tap out and save yourself some embarrassment.
Pressing her palms against the floor, Selma lifts her upper body off the floor, flexing her massive tree trunk legs, Selma powers her way out of Shannon’s clutches. Shannon lurches forward, she tuned and glared at Selma in disbelief. Quickly getting over her shock, Shannon grabs two big handfuls of hair and pulls Selma up, Selma slams her fist in Shannon’s abdomen, Shannon grunts and doubles over. Shoving Shannon’s head between her legs, Selma squeezes Shannon’s neck with her massive steel hard thighs. Flailing her arms, Shannon drops to her knees. Lowering herself down on her knees, Selma pulls down the back of Shannon’s shorts and gives her a hard swat across her firm tight glutes.
Shannon pulled her head free, she lunged and drove her fist into Selma’s chin. Selma grunted and flopped onto her back. Leaping to her feet, Shannon straddled Selma’s waist and gripped her throat tightly, Selma flailed her arms. Pulling Selma to her feet, Shannon delivered a vicious choke-slam to Selma, she straddled Selma’s throat and wrapped her legs around Selma’s neck. Grabbing Shannon’s ankles, Selma pried Shannon’s legs from around her neck, she shoved Shannon onto her back and drove her fist into her groin. Shannon grunted and rolled onto her side. Rising to her feet, Selma stomped the back of Shannon’s neck. Shannon staggered to her feet, Selma stood behind her and swatted her hard across the glutes.
Shannon spun around, screaming like a wild animal, Shannon smashed Selma’s chest with her forearm. Selma stumbled back, Shannon lunged tackling Selma into the wall. Selma’s friend huddled in a circle, wondering if they should come to her aid. One of them stepped forward, Selma threw up her hand, her friend stopped and stared at Selma. Growling, Selma grabbed Shannon’s wrist and whipped her face first into the wall, Shannon staggered back clutching her nose. Selma rushed forward ramming her shoulder against Shannon’s midsection, Shannon grunted and doubled over. Selma scooped up Shannon, she ran forward and slammed Shannon onto the weight bench, Shannon sat up and slammed her shin between Selma’s legs.
Dropping to her knees, Selma doubled over clutching her groin. Shannon stood behind Selma, she hooked her arms under Selma’s armpits locking her hands behind Selma’s neck. Selma groaned as Shannon pushed down on her neck, she struggled helplessly in Shannon’s powerful grip. “Give up, I told you I would be triumphant this time.” Shannon said smiling smugly.
Selma writhed violently to free herself, pain coursing down her spine. Unable to break free, she shouted her submission. Shannon slackened her grip and shoved Selma onto her stomach. Pressing her right foot on Selma’s upper back, Shannon flexed her arms, her biceps bulging with massive veiny muscles. Selma’s friends glared at Shannon, Shannon looked back at them and smiled. “If you want some, then come and get me.” Shannon said kissing her left bicep.
None of Selma’s friends dared make a move, they stared dumbfounded at their defeated friend. Slowly they approached Shannon, they formed a circle around her, one of them squeezed Shannon’s right bicep and sighed. The rest of them joined in ogling Shannon’s massive muscular physique, she slapped one of theirs hands when he groped her chest. “Not there.” Shannon said with a chuckle.
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Kristen Graham vs Triple H
Kristen and Triple H continued to stare each other down in the hallway leading to the ring, neither of them daring to make the first move. Triple H scowled as he lowered his head. Kristen stood with her hands on her hips and puffed out her chest. Their eyes locked momentarily, Kristen’s heart raced when Triple H flexed his biceps at his sides. “Look baby, you want to challenge the Game, I’ll happily oblige you, but know that when you’re lying on your back and you hear the ref count to three, it was your own folly for stepping into the ring with me.”
Kristen jutted her chin and gazed defiantly at Triple H. The Game inhaled deeply and took a step back, he prodded Kirsten’s chest with his finger. Kristen slapped his hand down and hit a most muscular pose. Triple H nodded approvingly as Kristen’s torso bulged with thick beefy muscles. Without another word he turned and headed towards the thin black curtain that led to the entrance stage, he glanced back at Kristen and smirked, pointing at her as he disappeared behind the curtain.
Kristen sighed loudly once Triple H was out of sight; she felt the hair standing up on the back of her neck. She chewed nervously on her lower lip as she shuffled toward the curtain, she could hear the roar of the crowd, she peeked out from behind the curtain, watching as the crowd cheered on Triple H’s posing in the ring. “I never should have egged him on. Can’t back out now though.” Kristen’s hand trembled as she pushed aside the curtain and stepped out onto the entrance stage.
The crowd fell silent as Kristen walked to the head of the ramp, she flexed her arms at her sides and grinned at the crowd. The crowd burst into applause roaring their approval. Kristen sprinted down the ramp and slid into the ring, Referee Stephanie McMahon patted her down, she gave the all clear and signaled for the bell.
Kristen and Triple H met in the center of the ring, tightly grasping each other’s biceps. Triple H leaned in close, his breath warm in Kristen’s face. “It’s time to play the game, Kristen. You’re going down in flame.” Triple H bellowed. Kristen winced as Triple H tightened his grip, slowly he forced the CrossFit competitor turned wrestler to her knees. Kristen shook her head, gritting her teeth she pushed back against Triple H’s immense strength.
Kristen wriggled her arms wildly to free herself, pain numbing her biceps. Triple H shoved her onto her back, he grabbed her ankles. Kristen slipped her ankles free and shoved Triple H back against the ropes. Rolling to her feet, Kristen lunged sending both her and Triple H crashing through the ropes to the thinly padded ringside floor. Getting up first, Kristen stomps Triple H’s abdomen. Triple H rolls to his feet and clotheslines Kristen onto the floor.
Kristen scrambles to her feet, Triple H locks his arms around her waist and shook her. Kristen slammed her elbow into Triple H’s chin. Triple H shoved her into the security barrier, Kristen grunted and toppled over the barrier. Grabbing a fistful of hair, Triple H draped Kristen over the security barrier, he slammed his heel down on the back of her head, she fell into the front row, Fans scattered as Triple H folded up a steel chair and slammed it across Kristen’s back.
Kristen grunted and rolled onto her side, clutching her lower back. Stephanie leaned over the ropes, laughing at Kristen’s predicament. Kristen staggered to her feet, Triple H rushed forward clotheslining her back over the security barrier. Kristen crawled towards the ring steps and pushed herself to her feet, she staggered around the ringside floor. Triple H following close behind, he tapped Kristen’s shoulder, she spun around to face him. Triple H went for a clothesline, Kristen leaned back ducking under Triple H’s extended arm, leaped onto his back wrapping her arms around his throat.
Triple H flailed his arms as he struggle to shake off Kristen, Kristen tightened her grip on Triple H’s throat. Triple H ran back into the ring post, Kristen grunted and slid off Triple H’s back, she groaned as Triple H rubbed his booted heel in her face. Kristen grabbed Trip’s foot and twisted it hard. The Game shouted and jumped back. Kristen stood up sneering at Triple H, she screamed and rushed at him, driving his back into the security barrier. Grabbing his wrist, Kristen pulled Triple H up and whipped him into the ring. Triple H rolled towards the center of the ring.
Kristen climbed up onto the apron and shouted at Triple H to get up, she stamped her feet and slapped the top rope. Triple H stood up and glared at Kristen, he rushed her, Kristen drove her knee into his groin through the ropes, she grabbed the sides of his head and hopped off the apron, driving his throat against the top rope. Kristen strutted around ringside flexing her arms, the crowd cheered her showboating. Kristen slid into the ring, grabbing his wrist she pulled Triple H to his feet and went for an Irish whip, Triple H reversed, instead sending Kristen crashing into the corner, she grunted as her back collided with the turnbuckle.
Triple H slowly strutted up to Kristen; he hooked her arms over the top rope. Pandering to the crowd he hit a most muscular pose then drove his knee into Kristen’s abdomen. Kristen grunted and doubled over. Triple H grabbed Kristen by the chin and pushed back on her head, she squealed and writhed in agony as he hammered away on her midsection. Kristen hooked her arms from the ropes; she slumped down, the back of her head resting against the bottom turnbuckle. Triple H stomped Kristen’s groin, Stephanie laughing the whole time. Triple H gave Kristen the crotch chop and pulled her to her feet, shoving her head between his knees, Triple up set Kristen up for the pedigree.
Kristen dropped to her knees, she jerked her head free and head butted Triple H’s groin. Triple H stumbled back into the ropes, hooking his arms over the top rope. Kristen rushed Forward, she leaped up and landed a drop kick to Triple H’s chest, The Game toppled over the ropes and crashed to the ringside floor. Kristen leaned over the ropes flexing her right arm. Stephanie chewed nervously on her finger nails. Triple H staggered to his feet, he lunged towards the ring apron and grabbed Kristen’s ankles, jerking her off her feet. Triple H pulled Kristen out of the ring. Kristen slammed her foot into the side of Triple H’s head. Triple H stumbled back.
Kristen rolled back into the ring, she hopped up onto the top turnbuckle and crouched down. Triple H climbed onto the apron, Kristen dove off and clotheslined Triple H to the ringside floor. Kristen rolled onto her side clutching her lower back. Triple H sat up in a dazed stupor. Both competitors staggered to their feet, Kristen collapsed onto the ring apron, breathing heavily as she rolled back into the ring. Triple H climbed back into the ring.
Kristen staggered to her feet, she caught Triple H as he got hallway into the ring and drove her knee into his chin. Triple H fell back, his right leg hooking the middle rope. Kristen stomped hisknee. Triple H grunted in pain as Kristen clobbered his chest, she pulled him into the ring and scooped him up. Triple H elbowed the side of Kristen’s head. Kristen dropped to one knee, Triple H shook free and drove Kristen’s head against the canvas, she laid spread-eagled on her stomach. Triple H rolled Kristen on her back, he stood with one foot on her chest.
1…2…Kristen lifted her shoulder up. Triple H threw back his head and bellowed. Kristen sat up groggily, drops of sweat ran down her face, Triple H pulled Kristen to her feet. Kristen kneed Triple H’s midsection, she shoved his head between her knees and pedigreed him in the center of the ring. Kristen aid atop Triple H and hooked his leg.
1….2…..3. Stephanie begrudgingly raised Kristen’s hand in victory. Kristen hopped up and down with her hands over her head. Stephanie grabbed Kristen’s shoulder and spun her around, she drove her knee into Kristen’s groin, Kristen staggered back and doubled over. Stephanie slunk towards Kristen, baring her teeth, she grabbed a handful of hair and rubbed her groin in Kristen’s face. Kristen threw up her hands and shoved Stephanie back, Stephanie bounced off the ropes and leapt into the air catching Kristen across the throat with her forearm.
Stephanie dragged Kristen to her feet and whipped her into the corner, pulling a pair of handcuffs out of her back pocket, she cuffed Kristen’s right wrist to the top rope. Kristen tugged on her wrist, Stephanie chuckled and gave Kristen a hard slap across the chest. She grabbed the collar of Kristen’s tank top and ripped it off her body, she twirled it over her head then shoved it into Kristen’s mouth. Stephanie grinned as she squeezed Kristen’s bare breasts, Kristen tilted back her head and moaned. Kristen pleaded as Stephanie pulled her shorts down around her ankles. Stephanie rubbed her hand over Kristen’s exposed groin and moaned with excitement.
“Stop.” Kristen pleaded. Stephanie chuckled, then fingered Kristen’s vagina. Kristen shook her head, despite the pain she was beginning to like Stephanie’s touch. Stephanie ordered her to her knees, Kristen complied. Stephanie pulled the front of her shorts and rubbed her groin in Kristen’s face. Kristen slid her left hand around Stephanie’s waist and begged for her to continue. Stephanie patted Kristen on the head and told her to beg like a dog, she knelt down and kissed Kristen’s mouth.
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Kristen Graham vs Mena Bonfiglio
Kristen walked into the gym dressed in a blank spandex sports bra and black shorts, cameras flashed as she strutted up to the barbell, she loaded it up with 3 100lb plates on each end. Grasping the handle firmly she grunted as she hoisted the heavy barbell over her head, her arms trembled as she held up the barbell. More camera flashes, she grinned and dropped the barbell at her feet. Kristen flexed her arms at her sides, her massive sweat drenched biceps bulging with thick veiny muscles. Stepping over the barbell, Kristen walked over to the weight bench and grabbed her towel, she wiped the sweat off her face.
The door swung open, Mena waltzed into the gym dressed in a pink bikini, grinning as she approached Kristen, she stopped halfway, and folding her arms across her chest she surveyed her sweaty training partner. “Looking good, girl.” Mena said smugly.
Kristen turned and grinned at her friend. Dropping her towel on the floor, she walked up to Mena and wrapped her arms around her in a welcoming hug. “Sup, Girl. I was wondering when you were going to arrive.”
Throwing back her head, Mena chuckled and playfully slapped Kristen’s back. “I came as quickly as I could. Did I miss anything?”
Kristen shook her head. “No, just finishing up a photo shoot, Come and join me.” Grabbing Mena’s wrist, Kristen led Mena to the center of the gym floor, they stood back to back puckering their lips and flexing a single arm, multiple camera flashes went off throughout the gym. Kristen and Mena turned and faced one another, both flexing in a most muscular pose. Kristen stepped back gasping.
Mena’s upper body bulged with massive steel hard muscles, veins protruding from her thick arms from her shoulders to her wrists. Kristen stared wide-eyed at Mena’s shocking muscle growth, she shook her head in disbelief. Mena straightened up, smiling, she run her hands through her hair and chuckled.
Gritting her teeth Kristen flexed her own arms in response, her biceps bulging with thick veiny muscles. Mena shot Kristen a condescending look and wagged her finger. “I’m I supposed to be impressed, because your arms look like pipe cleaners compared to mine.” Mena said and laughed.
“What’s your deal, are you trying to intimidate me?” Kristen dropped her arms at her side, she glanced around the gym, she could hear the gathered photographers whispering amongst themselves. Kristen grunted in frustration, she stood with her hands on her hips and glared at Mena. “So you may be bigger, but are you stronger?”
Mena nodded approvingly. “As if there’s any doubt. Why do you ask, is that a challenge?” Mena approached Kristen, she threw up her hand, shoving past her friend she walked up to the barbell and grasped it one-handed, grunting she effortlessly hoisted the barbell over her head. A collective sigh wept through the crowd as they snapped pictures of Mena’s display of power.
Kristen stared slack-jawed as Mena knocked out several one-handed reps, moving the barbell like it was made of Styrofoam. The floor trembled as Mena dropped the barbell at her feet, smiling, she took a bow and walked up to Kristen. ”If you want to fight, then I’ll happily oblige you. But don’t get your feelings hurt when I beat you.”
Annoyed, Kristen raised her finger and pointed it in Mena’s face. “Then let’s do this, I’m going to show you who’s stronger.” Spreading her legs shoulder width apart, Kristen raised her hands in front of her, they locked hands in the center of the gym floor, their arms bulging as they strained against the other’s strength. Grinning widely, Mena slowly pushed Kristen down onto one knee. Kristen shook her head, dropping down onto her other knee, she slammed her forehead against Mena’s chiseled stomach, Mena grunted and stepped back jerking her hands free.
Kristen stood up clutching her forehead, she felt like she head had been struck with a sledgehammer. Mena lunged, wrapping her heavily muscled arms around Kristen’s waist. Kristen struggled violently to free herself, refusing to submit to Mena’s powerful grip Kristen repeatedly slapped Mena’s ears with her palms. Mena snarled and tossed Kristen onto the floor. Rolling out of Mena’s reach, Kristen leapt to her feet and charged. Mena dropped onto her stomach and tripped Kristen, sending her flopping down onto her stomach.
Rising quickly to her knees, Mena grasped Kristen’s ankles, pressing her thumbs into Kristen’s beefy diamond etched calves. Kristen groaned and clawed at the floor, Mena stood up, grinning smugly she tucked Kristen’s feet under her armpits and straddled Kristen’s broad muscular back. Kristen screamed as Mena tugged back on her head. Laughing, Mena leaned back, searing pain coursed up Kristen’s spine. Mena pressed Kristen’s face against the floor, Kristen sighed in relief as Mena broke the camel clutch, rolling onto her back she glared up at Mena. Mena dropped down slamming her fist hard into Kristen’s midsection.
Grunting in pain, Kristen slid from between Mena’s legs, she rolled to her feet and caught Mena with a quick jab to the chin, Mena stood laughed, and unfazed by the blow Mena drove her knee into Kristen’s stomach. Stagger back, Kristen grunted and doubled over clutching her midsection, she looked up at Mena fire burning in her eyes, leaping to her feet Kristen growled and lunged driving her shoulder into Mena’s waist. Mena grunted as she flopped onto her back. Leaping into the air, Kristen brought her elbow down hard onto Mena’s chest. Mena grunted and rolled onto her side.
Grabbing Mena’s wrists, Kristen pulled her foe to her feet and bashed her across the throat with her meaty forearm. Mena grunted, she staggered back flailing her arms. Kristen lunged at Mena, landing a barrage of punches to her massive chiseled chest, Mena grunted and fell to her knees, Kristen went to grab Mena’s wrist, Mena sprang to her feet and tackled Kristen by the waist, sending them both crashing to the floor. They rolled over one another, trading blows to the chest and face. Once Kristen was on her back, Mena head butted her across the forehead. Kristen grunted and shoved Mena onto her side, she staggered to her feet and moved over towards the back hall.
Mena got to her feet and followed after her foe, she grabbed a clump of Kristen’s hair and slammed her face first into the locker room door, both ladies crashed through the door and fell to the floor. Mena crawled on top of Kristen and kneed her waist hard. Kristen grunted and slid from under Mena, rolling to her feet Kristen stomped Mena’s forehead. Mena grabbed Kristen’s ankles, rising to her feet she jerked Kristen’s leg from beneath her, Kristen fell back, her left shoulder grazing the edge of the locker room bench. Kristen laid on her side clutching her shoulder, she winced and rose to her feet, Mena scooped up Kristen and carried her into the shower room, tossing Kristen to the shower floor, Mena went around turning on all the faucets.
Kristen stood up, her wet hair plastered to the sides of her face. Mena lunged, bashing Kristen across the throat with her meaty forearm. Mena and Kristen rolling around the floor trading punches, Mena caught Kristen with a quick strike to the chin. Kristen grunted and gave Mena a hard slap to the face. Scowling, Mena raked Kristen’s eyes. Screaming, Kristen threw her hands over her eyes. Mena pulled Kristen to her, grabbing a bar of soap off the floor and rubbed it across Kristen’s lips. Kristen grabbed the soap and slammed it across the side of Mena’s head. Mena fell onto her rear grunting in pain.
Kristen growled and threw herself at Mena, slamming her back against the floor. Mena stood up, sopping wet from head to toe, she scooped Kristen up and rammed her back against the wall. Kristen grunted slumping down onto her stomach. Mena picked up a bottle of shampoo and squirted a large glob in Kristen’s eyes. Kristen staggered back rubbing at her stinging eyes. Grabbing her from behind, Mena squeezed Kristen’s waist tightly, Kristen groaned and pushed down against Mena’s powerful arms. Smirking, Mena held Kristen under the shower head, Kristen elbowed Mena’s chin, Mena slammed Kristen onto her back.
Rolling onto her stomach, Kristen crawled along the floor, Mena walked beside Kristen, bending down occasionally to slap Kristen’s rear. Kristen grabbed the edge of the bench and pulled herself to her feet, Mena kicked the back of Kristen’s knee. Kristen stumbled forward flopping down across the bench. Mena pulled down the back of Kristen’s shorts and gave her a hard smack across the rear. Kristen winced as Mena smacked her rear again, she stood up on the bench dropping down in a defensive position, balancing on the balls of her feet. Grabbing the front of Kristen’s sports bra, Mena flung Kristen off the bench, Kristen slammed sideways into one of the locker doors, she slumped down onto her knees.
Mena pulled Kristen up and slammed her face against the locker door, Kristen stumbled back falling into Mena’s heavily muscled arms. Mena slid her arms under Kristen’s armpits and locked her hands behind her neck. Kristen struggled wildly to free herself, Mena dragged her out into the hall and back towards the crowd of photographers. Flexing her arms, Kristen pried Mena’s hands apart, slipping free she spun around and caught Mena with a hard knee to the stomach, Mena grunted doubling over. Kristen rushed forward, driving her knee into Mena’s chin. Mena growled and flopped onto her back. Kristen pressed her heel down on Mena’s chest flexing her arms at her side, her wet biceps bulging with massive veiny muscles.
Mena grabbed Kristen’s ankle and twisted it, Kristen jerked her foot free and stomped Mena’s abdomen. Mena stood up, clenching her fists, she lunged and landed a viscous haymaker to Kristen’s chin. Flailing her arms, Kristen grunted and collapsed onto her back. Kristen staggered to her feet, Mena strutted up to Kristen and pressed her hand in her face, Kristen stumbled back and started to sway, and regaining her balance Kristen lunged ramming her shoulder against Mena’s abs. Grabbing Kristen’s shoulders, Mena tucked her head under her armpit and drove her head onto the floor. Kristen laid spread-eagled on her stomach, arms splayed at her sides. Mena rolled Kristen onto her back and lifted her up into a sitting position, Kristen’s head drooped, Mena sat behind Kristen, she locked her arms around Kristen’s throat, and then wrapped her massive tree trunk legs around Kristen waist. Kristen weakly flailed her arms, she cried out as Mena’s grip grew tighter, slowly cutting off her air supply, Kristen’s vision blurred, she spiraled into oblivion.
Kristen awoke several minutes later, struggling to remember to where she was and why she couldn’t move, she tugged at her arms but found they were pinned behind her back cuffed at the wrists, she was sitting on the weight bench. Mena chuckled and strutted up to Kristen, she rubbed her finger under Kristen’s chin. “I’m glad you’re finally awake, I was getting bored so I decided to tie you up.”
“Let me go.” Kristen said her voice harshening.
Mena chuckled and slapped Kristen across the face. Grabbing a pair of scissors she cut the front of Kristen’s sports bra and peeled it back exposing her firm perky breasts. Multiple camera flashes went off. Kristen scowled, she tugged at her restrains, she felt the small chain linking the cuffs start to give way. Mena stepped back gasping as Kristen snapped the cuffs apart, she leapt to her feet, shaking her fists at Mena. Kristen lunged, suddenly she halted and pitched forward dropping down onto one knee. Mena wagged her finger in Kristen’s face, scooped her up and slammed her down onto the weight bench. The weight bench gave way from the impact, laying in several pieces on the floor under Kristen.
Pulling a dazed Kristen to her feet and kneed her groin. Kristen grunted and gritted her teeth. She jerked loose from Mena’s grasp. Breathing heavily, Kristen flexed her arms, sweat trickling down her cannonball biceps and face. Mena froze in horror as Kristen’s biceps grew to triple their size. Shaking herself out of her shock, Mena lunged and slammed her fist into Kristen’s abs. Kristen staggered back and fell to one knee. Her biceps shrank down to their normal size, exhausted Kristen collapsed onto her stomach, Straddling Kristen’s back, Mena locked her hands around Kristen’s chin and tugged back on her head. Kristen moaned and flailed her hands. Unable to endure any longer, Kristen passed out from the pain. Mena released Kristen and knelt down beside her, she rubbed her hand over Kristen’s limp spongy bicep, she sighed mockingly and rolled the unconscious beauty on her back.
Mena nudged Kristen’s now buttery soft stomach with her knuckle, throwing back her head and chuckling. Kristen’s right hand twitched. Mena sat Kristen up and threw her arm over her shoulders, she lifted Kristen up cradling against her firm chiseled barrel chest. Mena carried out of the gym and dropped her into a puddle, mud splashed up into the air, Kristen laid coated head to toe in mud. Cupping her own chin in her hand, Mena chuckled and flexed her arms, her massive arms bulging with steel hard veiny biceps.
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Wendy Lindquist vs Kristen Graham 2
In the UFWL Gym, Wendy pummeled the punching bag with a barrage of thunderous blows, the side of the bag split open, sand spilled out onto the floor, she stepped back and tapped her gloves fists. Sighing proudly, she pulled off her gloves and tossed them onto the pile of sand at her feet. Wendy was dressed in a blue leather bikini, her golden mane tied back in a ponytail. Wendy flexed her arms, her biceps bulging with thick muscles, ropy veins pulsing through her arms. Sweat trickled down her massive chiseled chest, fat salty drops spattering the mat between her feet. Grabbing a towel off the ring apron, she wiped the sweat from her hard glistening stomach.
Wendy rolled into the ring and draped the towel over her rippling shoulders. She hopped around the ring shadowboxing the air. She back flipped in the center of the ring, landing on her feet she raised her arms at her side and bowed low She turned her head at the sound of someone clapping.
Kristen stood in the doorway, her massive bulging arms folded across her chiseled beefy chest, she was dressed in backless green skintight leotard, a pair of boxing gloves draped over her broad rippling shoulders, she strutted over to the ring, climbed up onto the ring apron and propped her elbows on the top rope, and she smirked at Wendy. “Hey, what’s up?”
Wendy spun towards Kristen, hands resting on her curvy hips. She had never seen Kristen in the gym at this early in the morning, she watched intently as the CrossFit star turned wrestler climbed between the ropes and leaned back in one corner of the ring. Does she want revenge against me for defeating when she came to my home gym. Wendy shook the thought away, her bottom lips quivered as she glared at Kristen.
“What’s the matter, you look a little distracted, are you deciding whether to run away or not?” Kristen threw back her head and laughed, she stepped out of the corner and strutted up to Wendy, she tapped her finger on Wendy’s chest. “You beat me last time, but this time the outcome is going to be different.” Kristen walked around Wendy surveying her muscular physique, she stopped at Wendy’s right and nudged her side with her elbow.
Wendy rolled her eyes; she turned towards Kristen and gritted her teeth. “Why should it be any different, I beat you once, and I’ll beat you again.” Wendy folded her arms across her chest, her chin jutting out, she smirked.
Kristen stepped in front of Wendy, she felt her jaw drop. “How dare you, I’ll wipe that stupid smile off your face.” Kristen brought up her hand, slapping Wendy hard across the face.
Wendy grunted and stumbled back rubbing at her cheek. Clenching her fists, Wendy fought back the urge to pummel Kristen right then and there. She wouldn’t let herself be goaded into a fight before she was ready. Taking several deep breaths, Wendy felt a calm wash over her. She furrowed her brows and glared at Kristen. Smirking, Wendy noticed the boxing gloves draped over Kristen’s shoulders. “If you want to fight that’s fine with me. Let me go get my boxing gloves.”
Kristen nodded. “Don’t take all day.”
Wendy smirked, she rolled out of the ring, retrieved her boxing gloves and returned to the ring, pulling on her gloves as she approached Kristen. “Well, I hope you have experience boxing, because if you don’t I’m going to have to show the ropes the hard way.”
“I’ve spent a little time boxing, maybe you should go easy on me in the opening round.” Kristen said her voice trembling.
“Fine, either way it’s no fun if I take you out in the first round.” Wendy and Kristen tapped gloves, they turned and walked to opposite corners of the ring. They spun to face each other and slowly approached one another.
Kristen stopped suddenly and threw out her hands, stopping Wendy in her tracks. “Wait, we should get a referee to officiate this fight, someone who will keep track of the time.” Wendy nodded in agreement. Kristen climbed out of the ring, she made a call from the phone on the back wall, she climbed back into the ring and folded her arms across her chest. A few moments later, Monica Brant strolled into the gym dressed in a black and white striped bikini, she rolled into the ring and motioned to both ladies. She raised her hand and quickly dropped it at her side, signaling the start of the first round.
Wendy and Kristen circled one another, looking for any opening to land the first blow, Wendy kept her hands up to her face, she peered at Kristen from between her gloves and smirked. Kristen suddenly lunged, she landed a right jab to Wendy’s midsection. Wendy grunted and stumbled back, quickly regaining her balance, Wendy rushes Kristen and goes for a right hook. Kristen laughs and ducks under the oncoming blow, she moves in and catches Wendy in the stomach with a series of lightning fast jabs. Wendy doubles over staggering back into the corner. Kristen chases after the blonde beauty, catches her with a left cross to the shoulder.
Wendy lunges, throwing her arms around Kristen’s shoulder, Kristen grins and jabs Wendy’s stomach. Wendy grunts and stumbles back, Kristen closes in, Wendy lunges, slamming her right gloved fist into Kristen’s chin. Kristen stumbles back into the ropes, Wendy runs up to Kristen, landing a barrage of jabs to the former CrossFit star’s shredded chiseled stomach. Kristen doubles over clutching her midsection. Wendy twirls her arm and lands an uppercut to Kristen’s chin. Kristen grunts and collapses onto her stomach. Kristen grabs the ropes pulling herself up to her knees. Wendy pounds her gloves fists against her chest and shous at Kristen to get back up.
Monica steps in between them and calls for the end of the round. Wendy and Kristen squat down in their respective corners. Breathing heavily, Wendy glared at Kristen from across the ring, sweat streamed down her face and chest and spattered the ring canvas. Kristen glared back at Wendy, she smirked.
Monica dropped her arms once more. Wendy and Kristen ran out their corners, Kristen swung her fist at Wendy’s head, Wendy ducked and caught Kristen with a heavy jab to the stomach, Kristen grunted and stepped back, hands raised up in front on her face. Wendy closed in, landing two more vicious blows to Kristen’s stomach. Kristen stepped back, Wendy swung wildly at Kristen, driving her back into the corner, landing a blow to Kristen’s torso every third or fourth swing. Wendy threw her arms around Kristen’s waist. Kristen slammed her gloved fists down on the back of Wendy’s shoulders. Monica stepped in and ordered them to move away from the ropes, Kristen drove Wendy back with a flurry of quick hard jabs to the chest and face. Wendy threw her gloved fists up to her face. Kristen landed a left hook to Wendy’s stomach. Wendy grunted and stumbled back. Kristen grinning, she closed in on Wendy and landed a left cross to the side of her jaw.
Wendy toppled and fell onto her side, clutching her throbbing jaw, Monica stood beside Wendy and began to count.
1..2…3…Pushing herself up, Wendy shook her head, Kristen aims for Wendy’s jaw again, Wendy ducks and lands a vicious uppercut to Kristen’s chin. Kristen stumbles and fell onto her back, Monica crouched beside her, checking to make sure she was still conscious. Kristen rolled onto her stomach and pushed herself up, she turns towards Wendy and snarls, Wendy taps her gloved fist against her own chin and shouts at Kristen to step it up. Kristen charges, swinging her fists haphazardly, Wendy lands a right hook to Kristen’s stomach, Kristen growls and slams her fist hard into Wendy’s stomach, Wendy grunts, spit flying form her lips, she doubles over clutching her midsection. Kristen catches Wendy with a head splitting uppercut to the chin. Wendy flops onto her back.
Monica calls for the end of the second round, Wendy lifts her head up and glares at Kristen. Kristen smirks at Wendy form her corner and laughs. Wendy wobbles as she approaches her corner and collapses to her knees, slumping against the bottom rope, she looks over at Kristen, the former CrossFit star barely showed any sign of fatigue, I hit her as much as she hit me, how can she still be this strong. Wendy looked up, Monica was standing in the corner reminding her the next round was already started. Wendy grimaced and pulled herself up, Kristen stalked up to Wendy and caught her with a right cross to the chest. Wendy stumbled into the ropes, Kristen landed a series of quick jabs to Wendy’s stomach. Wendy felt a twinge in her abdomens, she slumped down on to her rear grimacing. Monica pushed Kristen back and crouched down to check on Wendy.
“Are you alright, can you continue?” Monica asked.
Gritting her teeth, Wendy nodded and slowly pulled herself to her feet. Kristen hovered around her waiting for her to continue the fight. Wendy raised p her fists and called to Kristen. Kristen lunged, slamming her full weight into the right hook to Wendy’s chin. Wendy’s head snapped back, spit flew from her mouth as she collapsed to the canvas. Wendy laid spread-eagled on her back. Monica raised Kristen’s hand in the air and declared her the victor. Kristen pulled off her boxing gloves and tossed them out of the ring, she crouched down over Wendy and rubbed her finger down her cheek. “Wake up -that was only the beginning of our fight.”
Wendy awoke with a start, she sat up and glanced over at the window. “Daylight already, how long have I been out?”
“A couple hours, long enough time for you to recover from the ass whooping I gave you.” Kristen said, staring down at Wendy, her expression smug.
Wendy sat up, she saw that she was still in the gm ring, she leapt to her feet, fists clenched and snarled at Kristen. “Why are you still here, you beat me. Satisfied now?”
Kristen laughed and shook her head. “Not yet, I admire your wondrous physique, I’d like to see how it fares against mine, now that I’ve made vast improvements since our previous encounter.” Kristen rolled out of the ring, she strutted over to the corner, a pair of barbells sat side by side near the wall, each loaded with heavy plates. “Both barbells weigh about 1,000 lbs, I challenge you to see how you can do before failure. Unless you’re too weak, that is.”
Wendy rolled out of the ring and charged at Kristen, restraining herself, Wendy dropped her clenched fists at her side. She glanced over at Kristen and smirked. “Sure thing, but first why don’t we have a little flex off first.”
Kristen shrugged. “Fine, I go first.” Kristen flexed her arms at her side, her cannonball biceps bulging with thick hard muscles, corded veins protruding from her arms. Wendy stepped back, she felt her jaw drop in disbelief, Kristen dropped her arms at her sides, and turning her back to Wendy she posed in a rear lat spread, her back exploded with thick rippling muscles and throbbing veins that threatened to rip apart her leotard. Kristen spun to face Wendy, she smiled when she saw Wendy’s shocked expression. “Your turn.”
Wendy stared gawking at Kristen, Kristen snapped her finger, Wendy shook her head, she leaned forward in a crab pose, her torso throbbing with massive bulging muscles, Kristen gasped loudly and took several steps back almost tripping over one of the barbells. Wendy grinned and switched to a double biceps pose, her soccer ball biceps bulging with tightly knotted muscles, veins pulsing throughout her arms. Kristen felt her back pressing into the wall. Wendy marched up to Kristen and offered her hand. “May the best woman win.” Wendy said.
Kristen shook Wendy’s hands, she went to pull her hand away but Wendy squeezed it tightly in her powerful grip, Kristen winced and dropped to her knees gritting through the pain, she feared Wendy would crush her hand. Wendy released Kristen’s hand and smirked. Kristen straightened; she stood behind her barbell and leaned over it, gripping the handle slightly wider than shoulder width, grunting loudly she hoisted the heavy weight up against her waist, grunting louder, she hoisted the weight over her head and lowered it onto the back of her shoulders. Kristen squatted down slowly, then pushed herself up quickly, rep after rep she kept counting until she couldn’t squat the weight, she stepped forward, letting the heavy barbell slam to the floor behind her. Sweat streamed down Kristen’s face and torso, her rippling abs glistening with sweat. Kristen flexed her left arm at her side and kissed her bicep. 30 reps, let’s see you beat that.”
Wendy clenched her jaw, shoving past Kristen she stood behind her barbell, leaning down she gripped it slightly wider than shoulder length. Wendy’s arms and legs bulged as she strained to lift the weight over her head, her legs trembled as she slowly lowered the barbell across her shoulders. Wendy’s tree trunk legs bulged as she squatted rep after rep. 26, 27, 28, 29. Wendy’s legs trembled beneath the massive weight, unable to finish the last rep, she grunted and dropped the barbell to the floor behind her, She dropped to her knees breathing heavily, sweat pouring down her chiseled chest.
Kristen stood beside Wendy, rubbing her chin thoughtfully; she looked down at her blonde foe and smirked. “Not bad, she almost tied me…almost. There’s one last thing we need to do before this fight can be concluded.
Wendy looked up at Kristen, eyes widening. “What…more…do …want?” Wendy dropped down onto her hands and knees.
Kristen knelt down in front of Wendy, she stared at her menacingly and smirked. “No holds barred wrestling, winner takes all. I’ll give you a few moments to catch your breath.” Kristen sat down on the ring apron, folded her arms across her chest and glared at Wendy.
Wendy staggered to her feet, she stumbled over to the ring and slumped against the ring apron, she untied her ponytail, luscious waves of golden hair cascaded down her shoulders. She crawled into the ring and laid on her back, her chest rose and fell rapidly, her hair plastered to the sides of her head. When her breathing had returned to normal, Wendy stood and beckoned to Kristen.
Kristen rolled into the ring, she crouched down into a defensive stance and told Wendy to make the first move. Wendy approached Kristen with her hands raised over her head, Kristen locked hands with Wendy, they arms bulging as they strained to force the other to their knees. Kristen felt her knees bending under the force of Wendy’s strength, one knee touched down on the canvas, Kristen gasped sharply, in desperation she head butted Wendy’s groin. Wendy grunted and staggered back, Kristen rushed forward, barreling into Wendy, they crashed through the ropes, spilling out to the ringside floor.
Kristen pulled Wendy up and backhanded her across the chest, Wendy grunted and slammed her fist into Kristen’s steel abs. Kristen grasped Wendy’s wrist and whipped her towards the wall, she chased after Wendy, Wendy put her hands up and back flipped off the wall, landing behind Kristen, she grabbed the stunned brunette’s waist and suplexed her onto the floor. Kristen rolled to her feet and stomped the rising Wendy’s forehead. Wendy staggered back as she got to her feet, Kristen grabbed a fistful of Wendy’s hair and smacked her chest hard. Wendy raked Kristen’s eyes.
Kristen stumbled back rubbing her eyes. Wendy rushed forward, delivering a vicious clothesline to Kristen’s throat. Kristen collapsed to the floor clutching her throat, she sat up coughing and wheezing. Wendy scooped up Kristen and slammed her down across her knee, she grabbed Kristen’s chest and knees to keep her from falling off her knee. Wendy pushed down on Kristen’s knees and chin. Kristen wailed and flailed her arms. Wendy chuckled as Kristen’s wails intensified. Kristen struggled violently to free herself, she grazed Wendy’s side with her elbow. Wendy winced and clutched her side.
Kristen wriggled free and rolled onto her stomach, Wendy grabbed two fistfuls of hair and straddled Kristen’s back, she tugged back hard on Kristen’s hair. Kristen grunted and gritted her teeth; Wendy locked her hands over Kristen’s chin and tugged back her head. Kristen pushed herself to her feet, Wendy still clinging to her back. Kristen thrashed about wildly, Wendy slid off Kristen’s back and shoved her face first against the steel corner post of the ring, Kristen grunted and flopped onto her back. Wendy grabbed the bottom rope and stood with one foot on Kristen’s throat, her other leg resting on the apron.
Kristen grabbed Wendy’s ankle and twisted it. Wendy yelped and jumped back, Kristen staggered to her feet, rubbing her throat with one hand. Wendy lunged, wrapping her powerful arms around Kristen’s waist. Kristen groaned, tighter and tighter Wendy squeezed Kristen’s waist, the air rushing out of Kristen’s lungs. Kristen slapped Wendy’s ear, Wendy grunted, Kristen slapped her ears harder. Wendy released Kristen and shoved her to the floor. Kristen jumped up and tackled Wendy, pinning her back against the edge of the ring apron, grinning she slammed her knee into Wendy’s groin.
Wendy grunted and doubled over, Kristen scooped up Wendy and rammed her back against the wall, large cracks spread out from the point of impact, Wendy collapsed onto her stomach, Kristen grabbed a fistful of hair and pulled Wendy to her feet, Wendy dropped to her knees and head butted Kristen’s groin, Kristen grunted and staggered back. Wendy barreled into Kristen and tackled her to the floor. Wendy dug her finger into Kristen’s groin, Kristen grabbed Wendy’s wrist and bent it back, Wendy screamed and drove her knee into Kristen’s groin.
Kristen shoved Wendy away and scrambled to her feet, she shouted and slammed her heel into Wendy’s chin, Wendy’s head snapped back, she flopped onto her back, breathing heavily she clutched her chin. Kristen pulled Wendy up and threw her across the back of her shoulders, Wendy flailed wildly, desperate to escape Kristen’s torture rack. Kristen strutted around the gym floor, treating Wendy like a new scarf she wanted to show off.. Wendy shook loose, sshe slid down Kristen’s back, she wrapped her arms around Kristen’s throat and led her towards the ring.
Kristen flailed her arms, Wendy dragged Kristen into the ring and flipped Kristen onto her stomach, Tighter and tighter Wendy gripped Kristen’s throat. Gasping fro air, Kristen staggered to her feet, she stumbled back, Wendy grunted as her back collided with the turnbuckles. Wendy slid her arms from around Kristen’s throat, grabbed a fistful of hair, shat down on the top turnbuckle and pressed her heels against Kristen’s upper body, Kristen screamed and flailed her arms. Wendy tugged hard on Kristen’s hair, she stood up on the top turnbuckle and dove off slamming Kristen face-first against the canvas.
Kristen rolled onto her side clutching her rippling stomach. Wendy pulled Kristen up and whipped her into the corner, Wendy ran towards Kristen, Kristen lunged out from the corner and delivered a drop kick to Wendy’s chin. Wendy spun around and collapsed onto her stomach. Kristen sat down beside Wendy and locked on the crippler cross face. Ref Monica skulked out of the corner she had been hiding since the end of the boxing match, she rolled into the ring and leaned in Wendy’s face.
“Do you give?” Monica asked.
“N- no.” Wendy managed to force the word out, desperately fighting against the pain. Wendy gritted her teeth and clawed at the canvas. Kristen pulled back harder on Wendy’s head, Wendy screamed and repeatedly slapped her palm against the canvas. Kristen released Wendy and stood up, Monica raised Kristen’s arm in victory. Wendy rolled onto her back clutching the back of her neck. Kristen crouched beside Wendy and rubbed her hand over her rippling washboard abdomen. Wendy sat up and groaned, she staggered to her feet, she turned to face Kristen with her fists clenched. Wendy flexed her arms at her side, her biceps triple in size, thick veins flowing down her arms.
Kristen gasped and stepped back, her jaw dropped in disbelief. Wendy slowly strutted towards Kristen, suddenly her arms dropped to her sides, her muscles deflated like a punctured balloon. Wendy pitched forward, Kristen caught the falling Wendy in her massive outstretched arms, she slowly lowered Wendy onto her back while stroking Wendy’s buttery soft stomach, what was once muscles had turned to mush. Kristen squeezed Wendy’s now spongy flabby biceps, she push a dark brown lock of her hair out of her face and grinned. Wendy laid on her back breathing heavily and drenched in sweat. Kristen slapped Wendy across the stomach and laughed. “Looks like I finally showed you who’s the boss, Wendy.”
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Sara Del Rey vs Antonio Cesaro
Never one to back down from a fight, Sara eagerly accepted Antonio Cesaro’s challenge. A few days earlier she had found his letter tucked under her dressing room door, she had quickly skimmed over it and sent him a reply within minutes. She recalled the devious grin that stretched across his lips as she told him her answer. She halted as she stepped out from behind the thin black curtain that led out onto the entrance stage, she halted at the head of the ramp when she saw the empty seats, not a fan in sight, she saw only Antonio standing in the center of the ring, arms folded across his chest, he flashed her a smug smile as his gaze met hers.
Sara glanced around the deserted arena once more. Where was the ref, how did he expect them to wrestle with no one to officiate the match. Perhaps it was a trap to get her alone, he liked her, she was certain. For the past few months she had constantly turned down his advances, the last time he grew angry and stormed off saying he’d find a way to make her his. In truth, she admired his persistence, but she didn’t care for his cocky attitude- men who thought they were better than everybody else was a major turnoff to her.
Trap or not, Sara decided she wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of turning tail and running, her pride wouldn’t allow it. Clenching her fists, Sara strutted down the ramp, arms pumping briskly at her sides. She slowly climbed up the ring steps and stood on the apron her right hand resting on the top rope, never taking her eyes off Antonio. Sara climbed through the ropes and strutted up to Antonio, she jutted her chin and glared at him, her face devoid of emotion.
Smiling smugly, Antonio dropped his arms at his side and gazed into Sara’s eyes, he gave her the once over and chuckled. “I’ve been looking forward to this, before we start I’d like to propose a little stipulation to our match.”
Sara furrowed her brows; crossing her arms across her chest she smirked, already sure of what he was going to say. “Go on; tell me what you have in mind.”
Rubbing his hand over his chin, Antonio smirked at Sara, his heart racing in anticipation. “Every time I try to ask you out, you shoot me down. I admit, you’re one tough babe, so how about this if I win I get to take you out for dinner tonight.”
Shaking her head, Sara chuckled and dropped her arms at her sides, she glanced up at Antonio and smirked. “Is this the only way you know how to get women?” Sara rolled her eyes. “Fine, if you can beat me then I’ll gladly go out on a date with you, but if you lose you got to do something for me.”
His curiosity piqued, Antonio cocked his eyebrow. “And what’s that?”
Sara leaned in and whispered in Antonio’s ears, she stepped back watching a boyish grin stretch across his lips. Sara offered her hand and Antonio shook it, she went to pull her hand away but Antonio squeezed it tightly and pulled her up against his body, locking his arms around Sara’s waist. Sara writhes and moans in Antonio’s powerful grip, gritting her teeth she connects with a chop to his throat, Antonio releases her and staggers back, Sara screams and rushes Antonio, driving her knee into his midsection, Antonio tumbles over the ropes crashing to the ringside floor. Sara paces the canvas shouting for Antonio to get back in the ring.
Antonio hops up onto the apron, Sara rushes him, Antonio catches Sara with a knee to the midsection and slams her to the ringside floor with a big vertical suplex. Antonio sits up pounding his right fist against his chest, Sara rolls onto her side and clutches her back. Antonio gets to his feet and kicks Sara across the lower back. Rising onto her knees, Sara crawls towards the security barrier; Antonio grabs her by the ankles and drags her up beside the announcer’s table.
Grabbing a handful of hair, Antonio pulls Sara up, he goes to scoop her up, but she catches him with a stiff right forearm across the chest. Antonio staggers back, Sara rushes at him, Antonio drops onto his belly and trips Sara with a Drop toe hold, Sara’s forehead collides with the edge of the ring apron, and she lies on her stomach clutching her head. Antonio grabs Sara’s wrist and pulls her up, she lunges driving her right fist into his midsection. Antonio grunts and doubles over, Sara grabbed him in a front face lock and pulled him down to the floor, wrapping her legs around his waist. Antonio slips free and scoops Sara up, he charges ramming her back into the steel corner post. Sara grunts as she flops onto her stomach, Antonio stands over sara shouting at her to get up.
Sara slowly gets up, before she can catch her breath, Antonio grabs her wrist and whips her into the security barrier, her left knee catching the brunt of the impact, she falls down onto her back, rolling onto her side she clutches her knee, wincing in pain. A cocky Antonio stands over Sara flexing his arms, he bends down and grabs a handful of hair, Sara lands a right uppercut to his chin, Antonio staggers back.
Sara slowly staggers to her feet, favoring her left leg. Antonio charges and goes for a clothesline, Sara ducks under his arm and leaps onto his back, wrapping her arms around his throat. Antonio struggles wildly trying to get Sara off his back, he runs back ramming her back into the corner post. Sara grunts and slides off his back, she slumps down against the steel stairs. Antonio pulls Sara up and tosses her onto the ring apron, Sara slowly stumbles to her feet, Antonio slides into the ring and creeps up behind her and taps her shoulder, Sara spins around and catches Antonio’s chin with a spinning heel kick, she instantly regretted as she dropped to her knees, her left knee throbbing in pain.
Antonio sits up rubbing his chin, he gets to his feet and stalks towards the kneeling Sara, she looks up at him as he grabs her by the throat one-handed and lifts her up, he grabs the back of her tights and connects with a ring trembling choke-slam. He crouches down beside the dazed Sara and playfully slaps her midsection. Antonio pulls Sara up by her hair, Sara screams and catches Antonio with a series of jabs to the chest, he growls and drives his knee into Sara’s groin. Sara grunts and doubles over, Antonio whips Sara into the corner, she grunts as her chest collides with the top turnbuckle. Antonio turns Sara around in the corner and hooks her arms around the top rope, he unloads on Sara with rapid chops to her chest.
Sara unhooks her arms and lunges at Antonio, dropping him onto the canvas with a Lou Thez press, she unloads on him with several stiff forearms across his chest. Antonio grabs Sara’s shoulders and rolls her onto her side, he kips up and stomps Sara’s left knee. Sara screams in pain clutching her left knee. Antonio falls over Sara, driving his elbow onto her abdomen. Sara and sits up groggily, she rolls over to the apron and pulls herself up. Antonio rushes at Sara and delivers a chop block to the back of her left knee. Sara drops down onto her right knee, wincing as her left knee throbs in pain.
Sara agonizes as she slowly pulls herself back up, Antonio struts around the ring slapping his hands on his chest, bragging of his wrestling superiority. Sara grits her teeth, she hobbles up behind Antonio and taps his shoulder, Antonio spins around to face her, Sara catches him with a kick to the midsection, she tucks his head under her armpit setting him up in the Royal Butterfly, Sara winces, her left knees gives out and she falls to her knees.
Antonio wags his finger in Sara’s face, he scoops her up and places her in an Over-the-Knee Backbreaker. Sara writhes in agony as Antonio pushes down on her chin and throbbing left knee, she flails her arms but the ropes are out of reach. “What good will it do you to grab the rope, there’s no ref to order the break. I have you where I want you. So give up now.”
“NO!” Sara says through gritted teeth, Antonio shook his head and pushed down hard on Sara’s body. Sara felt pain rack her body, despite the punishment she refused to give up, she still had some fight left in her, she slammed her elbow into Antonio’s side, to her relief he grunted and shoved her onto the canvas, she laid on her back breathing heavily, sweat trickled down her face and chest, she sat up groggily clutching her lower back. Antonio pulls Sara up and whips her into the ropes, Sara charges off the ropes and clotheslines Antonio to the canvas. Sara hobbled into one corner of the ring, she slowly climbed to the top turnbuckle, she flexed her arms, she wished for a crowd to cheer her on. Crouching down, Sara watched as Antonio stumbled to his feet, Sara straightened and dove off the top turnbuckle, Antonio sidestepped her dropkick, as she fell to the canvas he caught her in his arms and body slammed her in the middle of the ring.
Antonio rolled Sara onto her stomach, straddling her back, he wrapped his arms around her throat and pulled back on her head. “Come on, Sara, you’ve got no choice but to give up now. Submit now, and the pain will end.”
“Never.” Sara screamed, she would never let him hear her give up, not while she was still conscious. She sighed loudly as Antonio released her throat and rubbed her face against the canvas. Her relief was short lived as she felt him pulling her up, he slid behind and once again wrapped his arms around her throat. Sara clawed at Antonio’s forearm, desperate to escape his sleeper hold. Sara’s breathing quickened, the room began to spin, her arms fell limp at her sides. Sara’s head drooped down, Antonio lowered her down onto her back and planted his right foot on her chest.
1…2…3. Antonio raised his arms in victory. He grabbed Sara’s wrists and dragged her over to the ropes, he climbed out of the ring, he pulled Sara off the apron and threw her over his left shoulder and carried her back to his dressing room, he shut and locked the door behind him then dropped her prone body onto his bed, he stood beside the bed staring at her for several minutes. With a satisfied smirk on his face, he untied the string on Sara’s pink bikini top.
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Sara Del Rey vs Kristen Graham
Kristen strode down the hallway leading to the ring area dressed in a black bikini, sweat trickled down her hard muscular stomach, she halted when she reached the thin black curtain that led out to the ring, taking a deep breath she steps out onto the entrance stage to a massive pop, she walks down the ramp flexing her arms, her biceps bulging with thick ropy veins snaking down her arms. She slides into the ring and walks to the corner and sits down on the top turnbuckle blowing kisses to her fans. Ref Monica Brant stood in the center of the ring
Sara’s music blares over the loudspeakers as Sara walks out carrying a mic in her right hand, Sara struts down the ramp, glaring at Kristen the entire time. She climbs onto the apron and points at Kristen. “Kristen, you may think you have what it takes to step in the ring with me, but you don’t. You’re just a wannabe who’s nowhere in my league. And tonight I’m going to show the fans why you’re only second rate.” Sara tosses the mic to the floor and climbs into the ring.
Kristen hops off the turnbuckle and walks up to Sara with her hands on her hips. She pokes Sara’s chest and gets in her face. “I’ll prove to everyone watching that I can go toe to toe with you and win. Your best days are-
Sara cuts Kristen off with a hard slap to the face, Kristen staggers back rubbing her cheek, Sara runs off the ropes and delivers a big boot to Kristen’s chest. Kristen gets to her feet, Sara grabs a handful of hair and tugs hard. Kristen unloads a series of stiff forearm shots to Sara’s chest driving her back towards the ropes. Sara bounces off the ropes and delivers a shoulder block to Kristen’s midsection; Kristen staggers back flailing her arms, Sara runs off the ropes and delivers a hard knee to Kristen’s midsection, and Kristen falls onto her back.
As Kristen gets to her feet, Sara grabs her wrist and whips her into the corner, Kristen grunts as her chest collides with the top turnbuckle. As Sara runs up behind Kristen and grabs her by the waist, Kristen connects with a hard right elbow to Sara’s chest, Sara flops onto her back clutching her chin in pain. Kristen scoops Sara up and body slams her across her bended knee and holds in an Over the knee backbreaker. Sara flails her arms screaming in agony as Kristen pushes down on her chin and knees.
Kristen shoves Sara onto her stomach and struts around the ring slapping her own chest. Sara quietly gets to her feet and catches Kristen from behind with a Russian Leg Sweep. Kristen clutches the back of her head in pain. Sara picks Kristen up by the hair and delivers a knife edge chop across Kristen’s throat. Kristen stumbles back into the ropes, Sara charges at Kristen with a clothesline, Kristen ducks and flips Sara over the top rope sending her crashing to the ringside floor.
Sara rolls onto her side clutching her back in pain, Kristen climbs out onto the apron and shouts at Sara to get up. As Sara get to her feet Kristen dives off the apron catching her with a flying clothesline. Kristen picks Sara up by her hair and goes to slam her face onto the apron, but Sara counters and slams Kristen’s face against the apron. Kristen stumbles backwards towards the ramp, Sara grabs Kristen’s wrist and whips her into the security barrier, Kristen grunts as her left knee smacks into the barrier, she collapses onto the rim of the barrier, her upper body in the front row, and several fans cheer Kristen on as they pat her on the back.
Sara climbs over the security barrier and stomps Kristen’s upper back, she shoves a fan out of their seat and smashes Kristen across the back with the steel folding chair. Kristen screams in agony. Sara tosses the chair onto the ringside floor, climbs back over the security barrier and scoops Kristen up and drops her onto the ring apron. Kristen slowly gets up clutching her back. Sara picks up the steel chair, as she goes to slide the chair into the ring, Kristen runs off the ropes and connects with a baseball slide to Sara’s chest. Sara stumbles back and collapses back first into the security barrier.
Kristen rolls out of the ring and picks Sara up by her wrist and whips her towards the corner post, Sara reverses and sends Kristen crashing face first into the corer post. Kristen lies on her back clutching her face in agony, Sara screams and delivers several hard stomps to Kristen’s midsection. Sara picks Kristen up by her hair and tosses her back into the ring. Kristen stumbles to her feet, Sara slides into the ring and delivers a chop block to the back of Kristen’s left knee.
Kristen drops onto her right knee. Sara runs off the ropes and connects with a drop kick to Kristen’s upper back, Kristen grunts and flops onto her stomach. Sara sits down beside Kristen and traps her in the Crippler Cross face. Kristen flails her right arm and reaches out for the rope, screaming in agony as Sara wrenches back on her neck; Kristen’s fingertips lightly graze the side of the bottom rope. “Give up.” Sara shouts at Kristen.
Unwilling to submit, Kristen continues to reach for the ropes. Sara taunts Kristen by spitting on the back of her head. Kristen grits her teeth in agony, on the verging of tapping she reaches up and manages to grasp the bottom rope. Sara releases Kristen on the ref’s order, she crouches down beside Kristen and playfully slaps the back of Kristen’s head. Kristen uses the ropes to pull herself up, Sara grabs Kristen’s left wrist and wrenches it behind her back in a hammerlock. Kristen charges backwards, driving Sara into the corner, forcing Sara to release the hold.
Kristen turns Sara around in the corner and delivers a kick to Sara’s midsection. Sara grunts and doubles over, Kristen hooked Sara’s arms over the top rope and unloads multiple knife-edged chops to Sara’s chest. Sara lunges and tosses Kristen into the corner and delivers a hard stomp to her midsection. Sara grabs the back of Kristen’s head and plants her face first onto the canvas with a running bulldog. Sara rolls Kristen onto her back and makes the cover.
1…2….Kristen kicks out. Sara screams in frustration tugging her hair, she picks Kristen up by her hair and whips her into the ropes, Sara bends over as Kristen bounces off the ropes, Kristen drops Sara with a big boot to her forehead. Kristen picks Sara up by the waist and squeezes her in a bear hug. Sara throws back her head and screams in agony as Kristen squeezes her firmly in her powerful arms. Kristen smirks and shakes Sara like a ragdoll. Sara rakes Kristen’s eyes. Kristen tosses Sara to the canvas and staggers back clutching her eyes in pain.
Sara gets to her feet and runs up behind Kristen and delivers a hard kick to the back of her left knee. Kristen stumbles to one knee. Sara picks up Kristen and hits her with the Royal Butterfly. Kristen lays spread–eagled on her back, staring up glossy eyed at the ceiling. Sara makes the cover.
1..2…3. Sara gets to her feet, Ref Monica raises her right arm up in victory. Sara screams with joy and pumps her fists in the air, she stands over Kristen with her hands on her hips. Sara bends down and pulls Kristen up by her right hand. Kristen stumbles groggily into the corner, she stares at Sara in a dazed stupor. Sara takes Kristen’s hand and shakes it in respect Kristen pulls Sara in for a celebratory hug and pats her on the back. Kristen grabs Sara’s wrist and raises it up. Sara throws Kristen’s arm across her shoulders and helps her out of the ring and up the ramp.
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Trish Stratus vs Lita
Trish struts out onto the entrance stage dressed in a pink tank top and black stretch pants, the fans greet her with a huge ovation, she sprints down the ramp and slides into the ring. Trish walks past Ref Monica Brant and leans in the corner of the ring. She stares at the entrance stage awaiting her opponent.
Lita walks out to a massive pop from the fans, dressed in a black sports bra and white pants, she throws up the Team Extreme sign and runs down the ramp and slides into the ring, she climbs up to the top turnbuckle and points at the fans. Lita turns and hops off the turnbuckle and approaches Trish.
Ref Monica signals for the bell, Lita and Trish lock up in the middle of the ring; Trish gets Lita in a wristlock and tosses her onto her back. Lita gets to her feet and whips Trish into the ropes, Trish runs off the ropes, Lita blasts her with a devastating clothesline, Trish rolls onto her side clutching her chest. Lita stands over Trish and bends down and grabs the straps of her tank top, Trish sweeps Lita’s ankles, Lita falls onto her back. Trish kips up and connects with an elbow drop to Lita’s midsection. Lita sits up clutching her stomach; Trish runs off the ropes and lands a drop kick to Lita’s upper back.
Lita rolls off the apron, she walks around the ringside floor glaring up at Trish. Trish gestures to Lita with a sweep of her hand. Lita climbs onto the apron, Trish runs over and grabs two big handfuls of hair, Lita rams her knee into Trish’s midsection. Trish stumbles back clutching her stomach; Lita hops up onto the top rope and flips off catching Trish with a flying cross body block. Lita gets to her feet and grabs the waistband of Trish’s pants and goes to rip them off, Trish raises her right leg up between Lita’s legs. Lita stumbles back and drops to one knee.
Trish gets to her feet, she runs over to Lita and delivers a spinning heel kick to the side of her head. Lita grunts as she flops onto her back, Trish grabs the waistband of Lita’s pants and pulls them off revealing her blue lace panties, Trish twirls Lita’s pants over her head them tosses them into the crowd. Trish pulls Lita up by her hair and grabs her in a side headlock, Lita elbows Trish’s side, Trish goes for the Stratusfaction, but Lita counters with a massive suplex that sends Trish hanging halfway off the apron. Lita grabs Trish by the straps off her tank top and rips it off revealing the black lace bra beneath.
Trish rolls off the apron and walks around the ring to gather her thoughts. Lita gets a massive pop as she flexes her arms in the middle of the ring. Trish slides into the ring, she bounces off the ropes, Lita grabs Tish by the waist and spears her to the canvas. Trish sits up clutching her lower back. Lita pulls Trish up by her wrist and whips her into the corner, she runs up behind Trish. Trish lunges backwards delivering a stiff elbow to Lita’s chest. Lita stumbles back, Trish dives off the top turnbuckles and connects with the Hurricanrana.
Trish pulls Lita up by her hair and grabs her in a rear headlock and drives her head onto the canvas. Lita sits up groggily. Trish bounces off the ropes and lands a big boot to Lita’s chest. Trish pulls Lita up and grabs her in a side headlock, she pushes her feet off against the ropes and hits Lita with the Stratusfaction. Trish rips Lita’s sports bra off, revealing her blue lace bra beneath. Ref Monica raises up Trish’s arm in victory, Trish stands over Lita with a smirk on her face, she bends down and shoves Lita’s sports bra in her mouth. Trish rolls out of the ring as the fans give her a huge ovation, she struts up the ramp and blows kisses to the fans as she heads into the back.
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Nikki Bella vs Natalya
Nikki walked to massive fanfare dressed in a pink sports bra and white shorts, she waved to the fans as she walked down the ramp and rolled into the ring, she strutted around the ring blowing kisses to the fans, Ref Monica Brant stood in the center of the ring.
Natalya walks out to a standing ovation dressed in a red T-shirt and black spandex shorts , she bows to the crowd then sprints down the ramp and slides into the ring, she marches up to Nikki and pokes her in the chest. Nikki slaps Natalya across the face. Monica signals for the bell. Natalya and Nikki lock up in the middle of the ring, Natalya pushes Nikki into the corner and delivers a knee to Nikki’s midsection. Nikki lunges and rakes Natalya’s eyes. Natalya stumbles back screaming, Nikki rushes forward and hits Natalya with a massive clothesline, knocking her onto her back.
Natalya gets to her feet, Nikki runs off the ropes but Natalya grabs her and body slams her to the canvas. Natalya picks Nikki up by her hair and rubs her face across the top rope then slams her forehead against the turnbuckle, Nikki staggers back clutching her forehead in pain. Natalya screams and delivers a big boot to Nikki’s chest. Nikki stumbles back and falls through the ropes and crashes to the ringside floor. Natalya steps out onto the apron and flexes her biceps.
Nikki gets to her feet and pulls Natalya off the apron by her ankles, Natalya crashes into the security barrier. Nikki pulls Natalya up by her hair and tugs on her shorts. Natalya slaps Nikki across the chest and shoves her back against the apron, Nikki goes to punch Natalya but Natalya blocks it and counters with a series of stiff forearms across Nikki’s chest. Natalya grabs the collar of Nikki’s sports bra, Nikki delivers a hard knee to Natalya’s midsection then slams her face onto the apron, she lays Natalya across the apron and climbs up, Nikki grabs the top rope and presses her heel down on Natalya’s throat.
Natalya grabs Nikki’s ankle and twists it hard, Nikki screams and jumps off the apron and drives her forearm across Natalya’s throat. Natalya sits up coughing and clutching her throat, she uses the ropes to pull herself up as Nikki paces the outside of the ring. Natalya leans over the ropes and beckons for Nikki to get back in the ring. Nikki glares up at Natalya, she grabs Natalya’s ankles and jerks her off her feet and climbs back into the ring, Nikki climbs up to the top turnbuckle and dives off for a leg drop, Natalya rolls out of the way, and Nikki crashes down onto her rear and screams in pain.
Natalya grabs Nikki by the wrists from behind and presses her knee into Nikki’s upper back. Nikki screams in agony as Natalya pulls back on her arms. “Is that what you wanted, Nikki, because I don’t think it is.” Natalya screams in Nikki’s ear. Nikki shakes her head. Natalya releases Nikki’s wrists and stomps the back of her neck. Natalya pulls Nikki up by her hair and whips her into the ropes, Nikki bounces off the ropes and delivers a massive lariat to Natalya’s throat. Natalya grunts as she flips head over heels and slams down onto her back.
Nikki stands over Natalya and bends down and rips off Natalya’s shorts revealing the black silk panties underneath; she twirls Natalya’s shorts in the air and tosses them into the crowd. Natalya sits up and head butts Nikki’s groin. Nikki staggers back as Natalya gets up and grabs her wrist and whips her into the corner, Nikki grunts as her chest collides with the turnbuckle, Natalya grabs Nikki by the waist and hits her with a Bridging German Suplex. Natalya gets to her feet and stomps Nikki’s chest. Natalya bends down and rips off Nikki’s sports bras and tosses it into the stands. Nikki screams in rage as she gets up and slaps Natalya across the face. Natalya staggers back into the ropes, her foot slips and her arms get tangled in the ropes as she tries to keep herself from falling.
Nikki gets in Natalya’s face and gloats at her predicament. Natalya flails her body trying to free her arms. Nikki unloads on Natalya’s chest with a series of knife-edge chops. Natalya screams in agony, Nikki laughs as she rams her knee into Natalya’s midsection. Nikki jerks the ropes and shakes Natalya loose, Natalya pitches forward and flops onto her stomach. Nikki stands over Natalya and flexes her arms, she bends down to pull Natalya’s shirt off, Nataly rolls onto her back and grabs Nikki’s ankles jerking her off her feet. Natalya gets to her feet and locks on the sharpshooter. Nikki throws back her head and screams. “Hey Nikki, don’t bother trying to tap, it won’t save you.” Natalya smirks.
Nikki clenches her fists as she pounds on the canvas, Natalya leans back deeper into the hold and chuckles. Nikki reaches for the ropes, but they’re just out of reach. Natalya releases the sharpshooter and picks Nikki up by her hair and whips her into the ropes. Natalya connects with a back body drop slamming Nikki onto her back. Natalya stands over Nikki and grabs the waist band of Nikki’s shorts, Nikki grabs Natalya’s biceps and tries to shove her back, but Natalya knees Nikki’s groin. Natalya pulls Nikki’s shorts off and holds them up high over her head.
Monica raises up Natalya’s arm in victory, Natalya bows to the crowd and tosses Nikki’s shorts into the stands; she rolls out of the ring. As Natalya starts up the ramp, Brie Bella runs out and lands a drop kick to Natalya’s chest, Natalya stumbles back against the apron. Brie charges and delivers a hard knee to Natalya’s groin, bends Natalya over and rips off her T-shirt and chokes her with it. Nikki rolls out of the ring and joins in as Brie clobbers the back of Natalya’s neck with multiple forearm shots.
Exhausted and battered, Natalya collapses onto her stomach. Nikki and Brie high-five and walk backwards up the ramp pointing and laughing at Natalya.
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Mickie vs Trish
Dressed in a black tank top and white shorts Mickie ran out onto the entrance ramp to a huge ovation, she pumps her fists as she sprints down the ramp and rolls into the ring. She walks past Ref Monica Brant and stands in the corner propping her elbows on the top rope.
Trish walks out to massive heat, dressed in a white long sleeve dress shirt and black pants, she taunts the fans as she struts down the ramp and climbs up the ring steps, she struts along the apron smirking at Mickie.
Mickie rushes out of the corner and goes to grab Trish, Trish delivers a knee to Mickie‘s midsection and hops off the apron driving Mickie’s throat against the top rope. The fans boo Trish. Trish rolls into the ring and stomps Mickie’s chest as she sits up. Trish pulls Mickie up by her hair and whips her into the ropes, Mickie runs off the ropes and hits Trish with a clothesline knocking her to the canvas. Mickie bends down to grab Trish, Trish rakes Mickie’s eyes, Mickie stumbles back rubbing her eyes.
Trish pushes Mickie against the ropes and delivers a series of knife-edged chops to Mickie’s chest. Mickie fires back with a knee to Trish’s midsection, she grabs Trish’s wrist and pulls her down to the canvas locking in an armbar on Trish’s right arm. Trish screams in agony as Mickie tightens her grip, desperate to free herself Trish rakes Mickie’s eyes. Mickie screams and clutches her face.
Trish gets up and stomps Mickie’s abs, she pulls Mickie up by her hair and tosses her into the corner, she grabs the top rope and presses her heel against Mickie’s throat. Gasping for air Mickie flails her arms. Trish pulls her foot away and unloads a series of knees to Mickie’s midsection. Mickie grabs Trish by the shoulders and tosses her into the corner, she delivers a knife-edged chop to Trish’s throat, Trish grunts and doubles over rubbing her throat. Mickie grabs Trish into a side headlock and drops her with a running Bulldog. Mickie grabs the waist band of Trish’s pants and starts to pull them down.
Trish slams her right leg up between Mickie’s legs. Mickie stumbles back clutching her groin. Trish runs at Mickie and connects with a elbow to her chest, Mickie stumbles back into the ropes, Trish lunges and spears Mickie through the ropes, sending them both crashing to the thinly padded ringside floor. Trish gets to her feet and stomps Mickie’s upper back, she pulls Mickie up and goes to whip her into the security barrier, Mickie reverses and sends Trish barreling into the security barrier. Trish grunts as she falls onto the barrier. Mickie grabs Trish by the waist and lifts her onto her shoulders and hits her with the Samoan Drop.
Mickie pulls Trish up by her hair and whips her face first into the steel corner post. Trish grunts and flops onto her back. Mickie climbs up onto the apron and dives off delivering an elbow drop to Trish’s chest. Mickie scoops up Trish and lays her down across the apron. Trish staggers to her feet clutching her chest. Mickie hops up onto the top turnbuckle and shouts at Trish. Trish turns arounds, Mickie jumps off the ropes into a dropkick, but Trish sidesteps, Mickie grunts as she slams onto her back.
Trish stands over Mickie and rips off her tank top, she twirls it over her head then wraps it around Mickie’s throat choking her with it. Mickie grabs Trish by the hair and slams her down onto her stomach, she gets to her feet and screams as she stomps the back of Trish’s head. Trish rolls out of the ring and smirks at Mickie. Mickie dives through the ropes and spears Trish to the floor, she grabs Trish’s pants and yanks them off and tosses them into the stands.
Trish scrambles to her feet and runs around to the other side of the ring. Mickie chases after her, Trish rolls back into the ring, as Mickie climbs in behind her Trish stomps her upper back. Trish pulls Mickie up by her hair and delivers a stiff forearm to her chest. Mickie stumbles back into the ropes, Trish charges and goes for a drop kick, but Mickie ducks it and connects with a spinning heel kick to the side of Trish’s head. Trish grunts and flops onto her stomach.
Mickie rolls Trish onto her back and stomps her midsection, she bends down and grabs Trish’s shirt collar, Trish presses her heel against Mickie’s midsection and shoves her onto her back, Trish rolls to her feet and grabs Mickie’s shorts, Mickie grabs Trish’s ankles and jerks her off her feet, Mickie gets up onto her knees and drops her knee down onto Trish’s ribs, Trish screams and clutches her side. Mickie grabs Trish’s shirt collar and rips off her shirt, she twirls it over her head and tosses it to the ringside floor.
Ref Monica raises up Mickie’s arm in victory as Mickie screams and jumps for joy. Trish staggers to her feet, her lips curled in anger, she runs up behind Mickie and clubs her across the back of her neck with her forearm, Mickie drops to her knees. Ref Monica grabs Trish by the wrist and whips her into the ropes, Trish bounces off the ropes and catches Monica with a big boot to the chest. Trish pulls Monica up by the hair and hits her with the Stratusfaction, Trish stands over Monica and flexes her arms. Mickie grabs Trish by the hair from behind and hits her with the Mickie-DT. Mickie leans down and pokes Trish in her chest, She helps Monica to her feet and helps her out of the ring. Trish lies on the canvas clutching the back of her head and writhes in agony, Mickie and Monica stop at the head of the ramp and flex for the crowd, the fans give them a standing ovation as they disappear behind the curtain.
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Camille Leblanc-Bazinet vs Kristen Graham
The clanking of steel against steel echoed throughout the gym as Kristen lowered the heavy barbell onto the floor, she stepped back breathing heavily, seemingly endless sweat trickled down her spine, gluing her tank top to her broad rippling back. Kristen stepped over the barbell and walked to the back of the gym and into the ladies locker room, she grabbed a towel from her locker and wiped down her sweat drenched muscular physique.
Kristen stepped into the shower room and stripped off her clothes and took a shower, steam quickly filled the room as she lathered up her body, she vigorously scrubbed her massive chiseled chest, then ran the washrag over her finely sculpted sixpack. When she finished washing her body, she turned the water off and wrapped the towel around her torso. She halted in mid stride when she noticed a woman standing in the doorway to the locker room.
It was Camille, she glanced at Kristen’s wet body and smirked.
“Hey, Camille, it’s good to see you.” Kristen wrapped the towel tighter around her torso. She rooted through her locker and threw on a red sports bra and black thong. She shut the locker door and jumped gasping when she saw Camille standing right next to her arm propped against the locker beside her. “Don’t do that, you almost made me crap my pants.”
Camille smirked and playfully slapped Kristen’s shoulder. “I had some free time so I was wondering you were up for a little fun.”
Kristen cocked her eyebrow, she grabbed her towel off the bench and threw it over her shoulder. “Sure, what did you have in mind?”
“We’re both pretty strong ladies, why don’t we find out which one of us is stronger. That is if you’re up to it.” Camille said batting her eyelashes.
Kristen grinned and rubbed her chin. “Does sound like fun, it’s getting kind of boring not having anyone to test my strength against. Let’s do it.” Kristen walked out of the locker room, Camille following behind her. They walked over to the barbell, Kristen glanced down at it and smirked. “It may be too heavy for you, I’ll remove some of the plates.”
“Out of my way.” Camille chuckled, shoving Kristen aside she stepped behind the barbell and grasped it firmly in an over handed grip. Camille gritted her teeth and inhaled deeply. Grunting loudly, her arms bulged with thick beefy muscles as she hoisted the barbell over her head, thick pulsing veins pumping through her arms.
Kristen stared slack-jawed at Camille’s sudden muscle growth spurt. She shook her head in disbelief.
Camille smirked dropping the barbell to the floor with a loud thud, she rubbed her hands together and turned and smirked at Kristen. She stepped back and motioned to the barbell with a sweeping gesture of her hand. “Your turn.”
Kristen chewed nervously on her lower lip as she moved behind the barbell, she bent down and firmly grasped the handle in her hands, she screamed maniacally as she hoisted the barbell over her head. Camille gasped loudly as Kristen’s arms tripled in size, Kristen turned toward Camille and grinned as she dropped the barbell onto the floor. “What’s wrong, are you scared of my strength?”
Camille threw back her head and laughed. “Funny, you can’t beat me however big you get.”
Kristen stepped the barbell and got in Camille’s face. “Prove it. Put your money where your mouth is.” Kristen stood with her hands on her hips.
Flexing her arms, Camille’s biceps peaked up over her head, massive veins up and down her arms like streams. Kristen stepped back and gasped in horror at Camille’s monstrous arms. Sucking in her breath, huge bricks of cobblestone exploded out from her midsection, one inch deep crevices separated each of her abs. Camille dropped her arms at her sides. “Come on, let’s do this Kristen.”
Kristen gulped deeply, shaking her head she raised up her clenched fists to her chest and pouted her lips. “Fine with me.” Kristen shifted her right foot forward and beckoned to Camille.
Camille lunged and drove her knee into Kristen’s midsection, Kristen grunted and staggered back clutching her stomach, Camille grabbed a handful of Kristen’s hair and flipped her over her shoulder slamming her down onto her back. Kristen onto her stomach and leapt to her feet, she charged and slammed her fist into Camille’s chin. Camille’s head snapped back. Kristen sprung forward and tackled Camille to the floor. Camille and Kristen traded blows to the torso as they got to their feet.
Camille ran at Kristen knocking her of her feet with a devastating clothesline. Kristen is slow to get up, Camille shoves Kristen onto her stomach and locks on the camel clutch. Kristen screams in agony as Camille pulls back hard on her chin. Camille smiles smugly as Kristen’s screams echo throughout the empty gym. “There’s no one to help you, Kristen, this is just between you and me.”
Tears stream down Kristen’s face as Camille locks tighter into the camel clutch. Clenching her fists, she slowly gets to her feet, Camille shakes her head madly, Kristen falls back, Camille grunts and releases Kristen, Kristen pulls up Camille by her wrist and whips her towards the wall. Camille raises up her foot and pushes herself up the wall and backflips through the air and lands behind Kristen, she jumps on Kristen’s back locking on the sleeper hold.
Kristen staggers around the gym flailing her body, but Camille locks on tighter around her throat. Kristen claws at Camille’s massive beefy forearms, Camille gets her feet on the floor and lowers Kristen onto her rear, Kristen flexes in a most muscular pose, her massive delts flare up forcing Camille to loosen her grip, Kristen unloads a series of right jabs to Camille’s cobblestone midsection.
Camille staggers back breathing heavily, Kristen growls and tackles Camille to the floor, she clobbers Camille’s chest with a series of hard slaps and punches. Camille rakes Kristen’s eyes, Kristen draws back rubbing her eyes. Camille gets up and lands a spinning heel kick to Kristen’s chin. Kristen grunts and topples onto her back, limbs splayed out at her sides. Camille nudges Kristen’s ribs with her foot, Kristen remains motionless on her back, her breathing slow and weak. Kristen moans loudly as Camille presses her heel down on her stomach.
Camille kneels down beside Kristen, scoops her up in her arms and carries her over to the weight bench and drops her down ungracefully, Camille grabs a jump rope off the floor, sits Kristen up and binds her wrists behind her back. Kristen slowly starts coming to, she realizes her wrists and bound securely and screams as Camille slams her right fist into her groin. Camille grabs Kristen by the chin and kisses her on the mouth. “What are you doing?”
Camille straddles Kristen’s lap and slaps her face. “Whatever I want to do, weakling, Just sit back and enjoy yourself.” Camille runs her finger down Kristen’s cleavage.
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Wendy Lindquist vs Mindi O’Brien
Wendy walked down the hallway leading to the ring dressed in a blue bikini, she pushed aside the thin curtain and strutted out onto the entrance stage to a huge ovation, Wendy stopped at the head of the ramp and blew kisses to the crowd with both hands, she sprinted down the ramp and halted, the ring had been replaced with a mudpit, Wendy stood at the edge of the mudpit and dipped her big left toe in, she jerked her toe out of the cold mud. Referee Monica Brant stood ankle deep in the center of the cold mud. She motioned to Wendy. Wendy shrugged and winced as she waded through the mudpit.
Mindi walked out onto the entrance stage dressed in a blue tank top and black stretch pants to massive heat, carry a microphone in her left hand, she smirked at the crowd and flexed her right arm, her bicep bulging with thick veiny muscles. “Hey, Wendy, I heard you should be used to wallowing in the mud, though you’re usually on your back at the time.” The fans booed as Mindi strutted down the ramp, her thick sinewy arms swinging at her sides. Mindi stepped into the mudpit and walked up to Wendy.
Wendy stood with her hands on her hips and puffed out her massive beefy chest. “Really, wasn’t that you I saw in the pigpen rolling around in the hay outside yesterday.” Wendy threw back her head and chuckled.
Mindi clenched her jaw, she growled and slammed the microphone across Wendy’s forehead. Wendy grunted and dropped to one knee clutching her forehead. Monica snatched the mic from Mindi and tossed it out of the pit. “None of that crap.” Monica said poking Mindi’s chest. Mindi shrugged and rolled her eyes.
Mindi pulls Wendy up by her hair and knees her stomach, Wendy grunts and doubles over, she raises up and bashes Mindi against the chest with her forearm, Mindi staggers back, Wendy charges and tackles Mindi, mud splashes up as they topple to the floor. Wendy grabs two fistfuls of hair and heat butts Mindi’s forehead, Mindi grunts and spits mud in Wendy’s face. Wendy draws back and rubs her eyes. Mindi grabs Wendy’s shoulder and rolls her onto her back, she chuckles and knees Wendy’s groin, Wendy throws back her head and grunts.
Mindi pulls Wendy up by her hair and smacks her across her rear. Wendy growls and elbows Mindi’s stomach, she turns and elbows the back of Mindi’s neck, Mindi grunts and flops onto her stomach, Wendy drops down across Mindi’s back and locks her hands over Mindi’s chin and tugs back har on her neck. Mindi groans and clenches her fists and teeth. Wendy smirks. “Tap out now, Mindi.”
Mindi shakes her head. “Not to a pig like you.”
Wendy chuckles. “Fine, be stubborn, I’ll just humiliate that much more.” Wendy tugs back on Mindi’s head. Mindi flexes her arms, she slowly powers her way free and gets to her feet, a stunned Wendy stares up at her. Mindi grabs Wendy up by her throat and locks her powerful arms around Wendy’s waist, Wendy flails her arms as Mindi’s arms constrict around her waist. Gasping for air, Wendy claws her fingers down Mindi’s chest. Mindi smirks and shakes Wendy like a ragdoll. Wendy’s hair whips about wildly.
“Give up, you can’t my bearhug forever. You’ll go to sleep sooner or later.” Mindi chuckles and tightens her grip on Wendy’s waist. Wendy grits her teeth and jabs Mindi’s chest with her fist, Mindi shrugs out the blow and laughs. Wendy’s arms drop to her sides, her head sags. Mindi grins and lowers Wendy onto her back, she plants her right foot on Wendy’s chest and flexes her arms up high. Wendy grabs Mindi’s ankles and rolls her onto her back, mud splashes up as Wendy makes the cover.
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….Mindi kicks out, Wendy backs up as Mindi gets to her feet, she clenches her fists and sneers at Wendy. “You’re going to pay for that.”
Wendy smiles smugly and flexes her left arm. “Just you try, I’m going to embarrass the heck out of you.”
Mindi and Wendy lock up in the middle of the mudpit, Mindi gets Wendy in a side headlock, her forearm digging into Wendy’s throat. Wendy flails her arms and slaps at chest and back, Mindi dives forward dropping Wendy face-first into the mud. Wendy pushes her face up and spits out a mouthful of mud. Mindi dives her elbow down on Wendy’s lower back, Wendy throws back her head and moans. she starts to crawl away, but Mindi locks her in the Crippler Crossface. Wendy grabs a handful of mud and throws it into Mindi’s eyes.
Mindi releases Wendy and wipes the mud out of her eyes, Wendy rolls Mindi onto her back and knees her stomach. Mindi rakes her fingers down Wendy’s chest. Wendy winces and slaps Mindi across the face. Mindi lands a knife-edge chop to Wendy’s throat, Wendy rolls onto her back and clutches her throat. Mindi pulls Wendy up by her head and plants her with a reverse ddt. Mindi makes the cover.
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…. Wendy kicks out, Mindi stands up and throws back her head and bellows, she pulls Wendy up by her hair and grabs her in a side headlock, pressing her forearm into Wendy’s throat. Wendy unloads a series of elbows to Mindi’s side, Mindi grabs the back of Wendy’s head and drops her face first into the muddy water. Wendy scrambles to her feet, drenched head to toe with mud. She wipes her face and pulls Mindi up by her hair. Mindi lunges and drives her knee into Wendy’s midsection. Wendy grunts and doubles over in pain. Mindi shoves Wendy’s head between her knees and grabs her by the waist, Wendy grabs the back of Mindi’s knees and jerks her off her feet, Wendy motions to the crowd and locks Mindi in the Boston Crab.
Mindi screams and claws the mud as Wendy locks on tighter. Mindi grits her teeth and moans low. Wendy looks back over her shoulder. “Ready to give up yet, Mindi?” Wendy grins and leans back further. Mindi screams, tears stream down her face, she presses her hands on the floor and flexes her legs and slowly powers out of the Boston Crab. Wendy draws back, bent down with her hands on her knees, breathing heavily.
Mindi gets up and flexes her arms, her massive biceps, thick corded veins flowing down her arms like rivers. “Come on, I thought you were tougher than this. Wendy.” Mindi struts up to Wendy and sucker punches her stomach, Wendy doubles over grunting in pain. Mindi lifts Wendy across her shoulders into a Torture Rack, Wendy screams and flails her free arm. Mindi struts around the mud pit smirking at the sound of Wendy’s screams.
Monica is in Wendy’s face, asking if she wants to quit. Wendy shakes her head. Mindi pulls down hard on Wendy’s knees and neck. Wendy cries out and grits her teeth. Monica asks Wendy again. Wendy shakes her head. Mindi turns the hold into a Samoan Drop and slams Wendy onto her back. Mindi makes the cover.
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…. 3. Monica raises up Mindi’s arm in victory. Mindi jumps up and screams for joy. Wendy rolls onto her side clutching her head in pain. Mindi bends down and pulls Wendy up by her wrist. Wendy staggers around the ring in a dazed stupor. Mindi whistles, Wendy spins around towards her, Mindi lands the Sweet Chin Music to Wendy’s chin, Wendy flops onto her back out cold. Mindi pumps her right fist and wipes her feet in Wendy’s face. Wendy groans and slaps Mindi’s feet away. Mindi smirks and kicks Wendy in her ribs. Wendy grunts and clutches her ribs in pain. Mindi walks out of the mudpit and up the ramp, the crowd is on their feet booing Mindi. Mindi walks backwards up the ramp flexing her arms, she smirks as she disappears behind the entrance curtain. Monica crouches beside Wendy and pats her on the shoulder, she pulls Wendy up and walks her out of the mud pit, Wendy’s head sags as they walk to the back.
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Jungle Grrrl vs Doink
Jungle Grrrl walked out onto the entrance stage in her leopard print loin cloth dress to a huge ovation, she sprinted down the ramp and rolled into the ring, Ref Monica Brant stood in the center of the ring. Jungle Grrrl leaned over the top rope and gestured to the timekeeper who handed her a microphone. “So the powers that be have decided to put me in a match against a clown. Are they serious? I’m a top tier talent and this is the way they treat me. They’re going to learn the hard way that I’m no fool.” Jungle Grrrl tossed the microphone to the ringside floor and perched on the top turnbuckle in the southeast corner of the ring.
Doink skips out onto the entrance stage cradling a huge gift box under his right arm, he hops up the ring steps and climbs into the ring and approaches Jungle Grrrl and holds out the box to her.
Jungle Grrrl grabs the box and eagerly rips off the top, the box explodes spraying shaving cream in Jungle Grrrl’s face. Jungle Grrrl growls and throws the box at Doink, Doink ducks and chuckles, he offers Jungle Grrrl his hand, Jungle Grrrl glares at Doink’s hand then takes it. Jungle Grrrl spasms as a small jolt of electricity courses through her body, she staggers back rubbing her hand, Doink doubles over with laughter. Jungle Grrrl growls and charges into Doink, Doink falls to the mat, Jungle Grrrl pounces on him and unloads a series of right hands to his chest, Doink presses his hand on Jungle Grrrl’s chest. Jungle Grrrl jumps back before his hand makes contact, she grabs his wrist and pulls the joy buzzer off his finger, she pulls him up by his hair, Doink lunges and drives his knee into Jungle Grrrl’s groin.
Jungle Grrrl staggers back and falls to one knee. Doink runs off the ropes and connects with a drop kick to her chest. Jungle Grrrl grunts and flops onto her back, Doink steps on her hair and pulls her up by her wrists, Jungle Grrrl screams in agony. Doink releases Jungle Grrrl’s wrists and pulls her up by her hair, Jungle grabs Doink by the waist and throws him to the mat. Jungle goes for a leg drop, but Doink rolls out of the way, Jungle Grrrl writhes on her back clutching her knee.
Doink rolls to his feet and slaps the side of Jungle Grrrl’s head. , he pulls her up by the wrist and whips her into the ropes, Jungle Grrrl bounces off the ropes, Doink catches with a flying clothesline knocking her to the canvas. Doink straddles Jungle Grrrl’s waist and locks an armbar on her right arm, Jungle Grrrl grits her teeth and kicks her heels against the canvas. Doink pulls Jungle Grrrl up and shoves her into the corner, Jungle Grrrl slips her arm free and slams into Doink with a fist to the midsection, Doink grunt s and staggers back, Jungle Grrrl roars and charges Doink, Doink rolls out of the ring as she goes for a clothes, she grunts as she flops onto her back.
Jungle Grrrl slowly gets up clutching her lower back, Doink paces the ringside floor smirking up at Jungle Grrrl, Jungle Grrrl leans over the top rope and points and shouts at Doink, Doink grabs her ankles and jerks her off her feet, and pulls her halfway out of the ring, her legs hanging over the apron, Doink grabs her left leg and slams the back of her knee down onto the edge of the ring apron, Jungle Grrrl screams and clutches her knee. Doink climbs onto the ring apron and stomps Jungle Grrrl’s ankle. Jungle Grrrl sits up with the help of the ropes, Doink pulls Jungle Grrrl up by her hair and locks on the abdominal stretch, Jungle Grrrl screams and reaches for the ropes but is unable to reach them. Doink bobs his head and giggles,
Jungle Grrrl screams in agony as pain floods her back. One last ditch effort she reaches out and grabs the ropes, Monica taps Doink’s shoulder and orders him to break the hold, Doink frowns and drops Jungle Grrrl with a Russian Leg Sweep, Doink makes the cover.
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….Jungle Grrrl kicks out, she roils onto her side clutching the back of her head. Doink gets up and stomps her ribs, Jungle Grrrl crawls to the ropes and pulls herself up, Doink grabs her by the waist from behind, Jungle Grrrl smashes Doink’s chin with her elbow, she grabs him in a side headlock and clobbers the top of his head with her fist. Doink shoves Jungle Grrrl into the ropes, she pushes her feet off the ropes and connects with a ring trembling Bulldog, Jungle Grrrl climbs to the top ropes and points at the crowd with a sweep oif her hand, she leaps into the air and splashes down on top of Doink, she hooks his leg.
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….3. Monica raises up Jungle Grrrl’s arm in victory as she gets to her feet. Jungle leans down over Doink and pokes him in the face, Doink sits up, a green liquid squirts from the rose on his lapel and sprays Jungle Grrrl’s face. Jungle Grrrl stumbles back wiping her eyes, she staggers around the ring and collapses onto her stomach, Doink scoops Jungle Grrrl up in his arms and carries her out of the ring, he runs up the ramp as Monica begins to give chase, at the top of the ramp he turns and squirts the green liquid in Monica’s eyes, Monica stumbles back rubbing her eyes, she staggers forward and collapses onto her stomach, Dink runs out and drags Monica to the back by her wrists. Doink disappears into the back with Jungle Grrrl safely cradled in his arms.
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Rey Mysterio vs Dara Torres
Dressed in a backless black leotard Dara walked out onto the entrance stage to a huge ovation, she grinned and waved to the crowd as she sprinted down the ramp and slid into the ring. She strutted past Ref Monica Brant and leaned in the southwest corner of the ring and folded her arms.
Rey ran out to a huge ovation, he ran down the ramp, hopped onto the apron and leapt over the ropes, he moved to the center of the ring and gestured to Dara. Dara met him in the center of the ring and stared down at him with her hands on her hips, Ref Monica called for the bell. Dara and Rey locked up with an collar and elbow tie up. Dara gritted her teeth, her arm muscles bulging as she slowly forced Rey down to one knee.
Rey broke free and ran off the ropes, Dara ducked under his clothesline and hit him with a reverse ddt, dara made the cover but Rey kicked out at one, Rey kipped up and delivered a kick to Dara’s lower right leg as she stood up, she grunted and dropped to one knee, Rey ran off the ropes and caught Dara with a drop kick to her chest, Dara rolled out of the ring and paced around the ringside floor glaring up at Rey.
Rey dove through the ropes, Dara caught him by the waist and body slammed him to the ringside floor. Dara planted her foot on Rey’s chest and flexed her arms, she pulled him up and whipped him into the security barrier, Rey grunted and dropped to his knees, Dara ran up behind him and drove her knee into his lower back. Dara pulled Rey to his feet, Rey delivered a hard kick to Dara’s abdomen and planted her head to the floor with a double arm DDT. Dara rolled onto her side clutching her head; Rey climbed up onto the security barrier and dove off, Dara rolled out of the way, Rey grunted as he slammed down onto his stomach.
Dara stood up, she grabbed Rey’s right ankle and repeatedly kicked the back of his knee. She pulled him up and slammed him onto the apron, Dara slammed her elbow down on Rey’s chest and and climbed onto the apron, grabbing the top rope she pressed her foot down on Rey’s throat, Rey flailed his arms. Dara leapt over the top rope and slammed her knee down on Rey’s midsection. Dara backed away and taunted Rey by flexing in a crab pose.
Rey staggered to his feet, Dara ran at him, Rey caught Dara with a drop toe hold, Dara’s throat collided with the top rope, she bounced off and flopped onto her back. Rey pulled Dara to her feet and whipped her into the corner, he ran to the opposite corner and charged at Dara, Dara raised up her right foot and slammed it into Rey’s chest when he got close enough. Dara pulled up Rey and tossed him into the corner, she hooked his arms over the top rope and unloaded a series of knife-edged chops to his chest. Dara mounted the middle rope and landed series rights to his forehead. Monica yells at Dara to back off, Dara steps back with her hands in the air and shrugged.
Dara grabbed Rey’s wrist and whipped him out of the corner, Rey reverses and sends her slamming into the corner, Dara grunts as her chest collided with the top turnbuckle. Rey ran up behind Dara and drop kicked her lower back, Dara grunted and flopped onto her back. Rey jumps up onto the top turnbuckle and connects with a Frog Splash, Rey makes the cover.
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….Dara gets her shoulder up, Rey pulls Dara to her feet, Dara lunges and hits Rey with a lariat, Rey grunts and flops onto his back, Dara locks Rey up in an inverted cloverleaf. Rey flails his arms and grabs the bottom rope, Monica orders Dara to break the hold, Dara refuses and ignores the ref, Monica shouts at Dara and begins to count.
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…Dara breaks the hold and steps back allowing Rey time to get to his feet, Dara charges at Rey, Rey lunges and spears Dara to the canvas, he kips up and lands a leg drop across Dara’s throat. Dara rolls onto her side clutching her throat. Rey pulls Dara to her feet and drapes her over the middle ropes; He bounces off the opposite set of ropes and connects with the 619. Dara lays sprawled out on her back. Rey makes the cover.
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….Dara kicks out, Rey bounces off the ropes and goes for a drop kick, Dara rolls out of the way and gets to her feet, she pulls Rey up and lifts him up over her head and presses him like a barbell, she smirks and gorilla press slams him into the corner, he chin bounces off the top turnbuckle. Rey rolls onto his back clutching his chin. Dara lifts Rey up and hits him with the Tombstone Piledriver, Rey lays spread-eagled on his back, Dara folds his arms across his chest and makes the cover.
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…..3. Monica raises Dara’s arm in victory, Dara bows and blows kisses to the roaring crowd, she helps Rey to his feet, Rey shakes his head and drops to one knee, Dara offers her head, Rey stares at it for several seconds then grabs it, Dara pulls him up and pulls him in for a hug, Rey hugs Dara back and congratulates her on her victory. They roll out of the ring and walk up the ring holding hands.
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Tara Green-Webber vs Mark Henry
Tara strutted down the hallway dressed in a green tank top and black shorts, she was grinning in anticipation of her match with the World’s Strongest Man, a opponent suitable for one of the World’s Strongest Women, she pushed aside the thin black curtain and stepped out onto the entrance stage to a huge ovation, she grinned and flexed her massive arms, her biceps bulging with thick hard veiny muscles, she sprinted down the ramp and rolled into the ring, she leaned over the top rope and gestured for a microphone.
Tara: Some of you in the back have said that I have no chance against Mark Henry, but let me tell you something- they don’t call me one of the strongest women in the world for nothing. Mark may be tough, but I’m even tougher. He was hesitant to accept my challenge, but once he saw my strength in action he quickly changed his mind. When I stand in this ring with my arm raised in victory there will no doubt that I proved all the naysayers wrong.
Tara tosses the mic to the ringside floor and flexes in a double bicep pose, the crowd gives her a mixed reaction. Mark Walks out onto the entrance stage, he stands at the head of the ramp and flexes his right arm, he runs down the ramp and rolls into the ring. Mark walks up to Tara and they stare each other down. Ref Monica Brant calls for the bell.
Tara and Mark circle around sizing each other up, Tara raises her hands over her head challenging Mark o a test of strength, Mark accepts and they lock hands. Their arms bulge as they strain to force the other to their knees, Tara grits her teeth, Mark slowly pushes her down to one knee, Tara’s eyes widen in shock, letting out a guttural growl, she pushes herself back up onto both feet and slowly pushes Mark back towards the ropes, Mark groans as his back presses into the ropes, he breaks off and grabs Tara by the throat and head butts her forehead. Tara staggers back and drops to one knee.
Mark circles around Tara as she glares at him. As Tara stands up, Mark pounces on her back and wraps his arms around her waist with a rear bearhug and shakes her wildly. Tara groans and pushes down on Mark’s arm. He bellows and slams her to the mat. Tara sits up clutching her back, as she stands up Mark grabs her wrist and whips her into the ropes, Tara runs off the ropes and catches Mark across the face with a flying lariat. Mark flops onto his back. Tara stomps Mark’s midsection, he grabs her ankle and pulls her down, he gets up and hits Tara with a Belly Flop. Tara rolls onto her side clutching her midsection, Mark goes for another Belly Flop, Tara rolls out ogf the ring and paces around the ringside floor. Mark flexes his arms and beckons to Tara, he leans over the top rope and calls Tara a wimp, Tara reaches through the ropes and grabs Mark’s ankles, she jerks him off his feet and pulls him halfway out of the ring, she slams the back of his right knee against the edge of the ring apron. Mark slams his left foot into the side of Tara’s head. Tara grunts and staggers back into the announcers table.
Mark slides off the ring apron and runs at Tara, Tara ducks and flips Mark over her shoulder and slams him onto the announcer’s table. Tara climbs onto the apron and dives off and connects with a Flying Elbow drop, sending them both crashing through the table. Tara pulls Mark from the wreckage and whips him back into the ring, she slides into the ring and makes the cover.
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…. Mark kicks out to Tara’s shock, she pulls him up by his hair and delivers a kick to his midsection, She goes for a piledriver, but Mark reverses with a Back Body Drop, Tara sits up clutching her back, Mark kneels down behind Tara, pulls back on her wrists and presses his knee into her upper back. Tara screams and shakes her head, Monica kneels down beside her asking if she wants to submit. Tara screams no, she grits her teeth and tugs at her arms. Mark bobs his head arrogantly, telling Tara she better quit. Tara clenches her fists, she jerks her arms free and staggers to her feet.
Mark grabs Tara by her shoulder and spins her around, Tara counters with a knee to his midsection, she scoops him up and body slams him to the canvas. Tara drops onto her rear and traps Mark’s right arm with an arm bar. Mark groans and flails his legs, he manages to get his foot on the bottom rope. Monica orders Tara to break the hold, Tara complies and releases Mark she pulls him up and whips him into the ropes, Mark bounces off the ropes and goes for a big boot, Tara ducks under it and jumps onto his back wrapping her powerful arms around his throat.
Mark staggers around the ring with Tara clinging to his back, he runs backwards into the corner, Tara grunts and releases Mark’s throat, she slumps down in the corner, hooking her arms over the top rope. Monica goes to check on Tara. Mark runs out of the opposite corner and goes for a splash, Tara rolls out of the way, Mark inadvertently catches Monica full force with the splash, Monica collapses onto her stomach. Tara kneels down beside Monica and shakes her. Mark grabs a handful of Tara’s hair and tosses her back into the corner, he goes for another splash, but Tara lunges and catches him with a big boot to the chest.
Tara makes the cover, she sighs when she realizes Monica is still out cold, she grunts and pulls Mark to his feet, she shoves his head between her legs and squeezes his neck, Mark grabs the back of Tara’s knees and jerks her off her feet, he slides his hands up to her ankles and locks her in the Boston Crab, Tara screams and pounds her fists on the canvas as Mark cranks up the pressure. Tara tugs her hair and grabs for the ropes but they’re too far to reach. Tara sighs deeply as Mark realeases the hold, Mark pulls tara up by her hair and whips her intyo the corner, Tara grunts and doubles over, her left arm draped over the top rope.
Mark paces the ring flexing his arms, he lifts Tar up over his head like a barbell, Tara flails about, she slides down onto her feet in front of Mark and squeezes him with a bearhug. Mark presses his palms against Tara’s chin tilting her head back. Tara lifts Mark up and body slams him to the canvas. Monica slowly starts to stir, she staggers to her feet. Tara whips Mark into the ropes, Mark runs off the ropes, Tara lunges and spears him to the canvas, she pulls him up and hits him with a Running Powerslam. Tara makes the cover.
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….Mark kicks out, Tara sits up and screams in frustration, she clenches her fists and pulls Mark up, she whips him into the corner and charges him, Mark rolls out of the corner and shoves Tara face first into the top turnbuckle, Tara drops to her knees and leans over the middle rope. Mark runs off the opposite set of ropes and connects with a leapfrog body guillotine. Mark slides off Tara’s back and onto the ringside floor, he grabs Tara by the hair and drags her out of the ring., he scoops her up and body slams her onto the security barrier. Tara screams as Mark holds her in a back breaker over the barrier. Mark chuckles and pulls Tara to her feet he goes for a Samoan Drop, but Tara manages to reverse it and shoves him face first into the steel ring post, Mark staggers for a few seconds then falls onto his stomach, Tara bends over with her hands on her knees breathing heavily, sweat trickles down her face and chiseled pecs.
Tara grunts as she scoops Marks up and slams him down onto the ring apron, she slams her forearm down across his throat and smirks. Tara rolls back into the ring, Mark staggers to his feet, Tara whips him into the ropes and catches him with a Cross Body Block.
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…..3. Tara staggers to her feet, Monica raises up her arm in victory. Tara doubles over clutching her lower back. The crowd is on their feet with a standing ovation. Tara winces and waves to the amped up fans, as she goes to climb out of the ring the lights go out.
The lights come back on, Tara freezes in shock as Jill Mills stands on the apron blocking her path. Tara goes to punch Jill, But Jill catches her wrist and clobbers her with a series of hard right hands. Tara staggers back, winded from her match she barely has the strength to resist as Jill forces her down to her knees. Jill lifts Tara u[p and hits her with a power bomb, Tara lies spread-eagled in the center of the ring. Mark slowly gets to his feet and stares dumb founded at Jill. Jill kneels down in front of Mark and plants a kiss on his lips. Jill draws back and smiles at Mark. Mark rubs his chin in shock, he smiles back at Jill, he gets to his feet and hugs her tight.
Jill grabs a microphone and bends down in Tara’s face. “There’s only room here for one World’s Strongest Woman- and that’s me. You better learn your place and relinquish that title if you wish to walk out of the ring next time.” Jill throws down the mic in Tara’s face and flexes her arms, the crowd is on their feet booing. Mark grins and cradles Jill in his arms, he carries her out of the ring and to the back as Monica goes to check on Tara.
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Lori ‘Ice’ Fetrick vs Beth ‘Venom’ Horn 2
Ice strutted out of her dressing room dressed in her American Gladiators outfit and slammed the door shut behind her, she marched down the hallway for her match with Venom, her fists clenched, face devoid of emotion. Ice grunted and dropped to her knees as a steel folding chair slammed against her upper back. She looked over her shoulder.
Venom smirked and dropped the chair; she placed her hands on her hips. “I’m sorry, did I hurt you?”
Ice gritted her teeth, she stood and got in Venom’s face jabbing her finger in Venom’s chest. “Coward, you know you can’t beat me fair and square so you have to ambush me.
Venom chuckled and crossed her arms. “I can beat you anytime any place. You’re a fool if you think I’m afraid of you.”
Ice stepped back, her fists trembling, she took several deep breaths, ran her fingers through her hair, she circled Venom and chuckled. “Care to prove that in a hardcore match?”
Venom rubbed her chin; she offered Ice her right hand. “I accept.”
Ice shook Venom’s hand. “Good, but you’re going to regret-
Venom delivered a stiff kick to Ice’s groin. Ice grunted and doubled over; Venom grabbed Ice in a front face lock and drove her head onto the steel chair. Venom knelt beside Ice and stroked her hair. “I’ll be waiting in the ring; if you don’t show then I’ll know you chickened out.” Venom stood and skipped down the hallway disappearing behind the thin black curtain leading to the ring area.
Ice groaned and rolled onto her back.
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Venom paced the ring tapping her hand against her thigh as she waited for Ice. Shye stopped and looked over at Referee Wendy Lindquist. “Well, it looks like she isn’t going to show up, go ahead and declare me the winner.”
Wendy nodded begrudgingly, she leaned over the ropes and gestured for a microphone, she walked to the center of the ring. “Due to Ice no showing this match is declared a-
Wendy fell silent as Ice’s music blared over the loudspeakers. Ice walked out to a standing ovation, she stood at the head of the ramp clutching her forehead, and she pointed and screamed at Venom. “This is my ring; it’s time to put you on ice.” Ice sprinted down the ramp, slid into the ring and marched up to Venom.
Venom jutted her chin, crossed her arms and chuckled. “So you decided to show up, that’s unfortunate for you.”
Ice glanced around the ring; various objects littered the canvas, each a potential weapon, a trash can was strapped to the outside of each ring post. A shadow fell over Ice; she looked up and ducked as Venom swung a stop sign at her head. Ice lunged tackling Venom to the canvas, Venom slapped at Ice’s thigh as Ice locked her legs around Venom’s waist. Ice nailed Venom with a hard right jab to the abdomen. Venom groaned and clutched her stomach. “This is going to be just like the Conquer ring, except you’re not walking away, Venom.”
Venom threw back her head and grunted, she raised her head and glared at Ice/ “Have you ever been bit by a cobra?”
Ice leaned down and glared at Venom. “What’s that supposed to –?
Venom spat a green mist in Ice’s face. Ice rolled onto her back, screaming and rubbing at her eyes. Venom stood, wiped her lips with the back of her hand and smirked; she bent down in Venom’s face and chuckled. “That’s why you don’t mess with a cobra.” Venom grabbed a handful of hair and pulled Ice up onto her knees.
Ice continued to rub her eyes. Venom drove her knee into Ice’s stomach, Ice grunted and doubled over. Venom pulled Ice to her feet by her wrist and whipped her into the corner, Ice grunted as her chiseled chest smacked against the top turnbuckle.
The crowd was on their feet shouting. “Ice Ice baby.”
Venom turned her attention to the crowd. “Shut up, I’m going to melt Ice.” Venom charged Ice. Ice grabbed a whiffle ball bat out of the trash can, spun around and whacked Venom across the stomach with it. Venom dropped to her knees coughing as she bent over. “It’s time for you to chill out.” Ice throat lifted Venom off the canvas; Venom’s feet dangling and flailing. Ice bellowed and choke slammed Venom, Venom grunted as her back slammed against the canvas. “I know a lot about taming wild animals.”
Ice bent down, grabbed a handful of hair and sat Venom up.; Venom grabbed the stop sign and nailed Ice across the back of her head. Ice grunted and collapsed onto her stomach.
Venom grabbed a jump rope straddled Ice’s back and wrapped the jump rope around her throat. Ice gasped for air and flailed her arms. Venom stood and delivered a Keister Drop to Ice’s lower back, she slackened her grip on the jump rope, and Ice sighed in relief. Venom stood and stomped Ice’s upper back.
Ice grunted and rolled out of the ring, she leaned against the ring apron catching her breath. Venom strutted around the ring flexing her biceps; she snickered and ran towards the ropes. Ice reached into the ring, grabbed Venom’s ankles and jerked her off her feet. Climbing onto the apron, Ice leaned over the ropes and pulled Venom to her feet; she grabbed the back of Venom’s head and slammed her forehead against the top turnbuckle. Venom grunted and collapsed onto her back, she groped about the canvas, her fingers curling around the shaft of a kendo stick. Ice leaned down and jabbed Venom’s chest. “You’re due for the Deep Freeze, chump.” Ice pulled Venom to her feet. Venom lunged and smacked Ice across the stomach with the kendo stick.
Ice dropped to one knee, Venom nailed Ice’s chest with a vicious uppercut. Ice’s head snapped back, she collapsed onto her back staring glossy eyed at the ceiling. Venom grabbed Ice’s ankles and rolled her into the Venom Death Lock. Ice screamed and pounded her fists against the canvas, she barely noticed Wendy kneeling besides her asking if she was ready to submit.
Ice gritted her teeth and screamed that she would never tap, flexing her legs a little at a time, she powered out of Venom’s powerful grip and rolled out of the ring, she dropped to one knee clutching her lower back., her face contorted in agony.
Venom leaned over the ropes. “Don’t worry, my venom is going to overtake you soon enough.”
Ice reached under the apron and pulled out a folding table, she slid it into the ring. Ice climbed onto the ring apron, they charged at one another, Venom went for a Back Body Drop, but Ice countered with a swinging neck breaker. Venom lay sprawled out on the canvas. Ice set the table up in the center of the ring, scooped up Venom and laid her atop the table. Ice climbed up to the top turnbuckle and hit Venom with the moon Sault sending them both crashing through the table. Ice pinned Venom among the wreckage
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….. Venom raised her shoulder off the canvas. Ice sat up tugging her hair and shouting in frustration. Ice pulled Venom to her feet, Venom lunged and kneed Ice’s groin. Ice doubled over clutching her groin. Venom grabbed Ice in a front face lock and drove Ice’s head onto the stop sign. Venom sat up beating her fists against her chest like a gorilla. Venom pulled Ice to her feet and shoved her back into the corner; she hooked Ice’s arms around the top rope and pressed her sole against Ice’s throat. Venom ran to the opposite corner and charged at Ice, she went for the Venom Splash, but Ice unhooked her arms and spun out of the corner, Venom grunted as her chest smacked into the top turnbuckle. Ice grabbed Venom in a rear waist lock.
Venom landed a stiff elbow to Ice’s temple, Ice releases Venom and staggers back, Venom knocks Ice to the canvas with a clothesline, she grabs Ice’s ankles and rolls her back up into the Venom Death Lock and leans back as far as she can. Ice screams and taps out. Wendy motions for the bell. Venom stands and raises up her fists in victory. Wendy goes to check on Ice. Venom grabs Wendy by the hair and pulls her to her feet, Wendy goes for a knife-edge chop, but Venom spews green mist in her eyes. Wendy staggers back screaming and rubbing her eyes. Venom laughs and lays out Wendy with a ring trembling pile driver and kneels down beside her. “Steel said to give you that.” Venom stomps Wendy’s midsection. Ice staggers to her feet and taps Venom on the shoulder. Venom turns to face Ice, she goes to spit in Ice’s face, but Ice ducks and tackles Venom to the canvas and hammers away on her chest.
Steel storms the ring; she smashes a steel folding chair across Ice’s back. Steel and Venom take turns stomping Ice’s chest and stomach. Wendy staggers to her feet; Steel grabs Wendy from behind and nails her with a reverse DDT. Steel straddles Wendy’s throat and rubs her crotch in her face. Steel and Venom high-five, they roll out of the ring and strut up the ramp to massive heat.
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Amazing match and glad that Venom got the win, love the post match beatdown by Venom and Steel. Steel keeps on tormenting Wendy.
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Glad you enjoyed it, many more stories to come.
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Cool deal and looking forward to them especially Diamond vs Gold. That should be a hell of a match under the no DQ and Kiss My Ass stipulation.
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Cory Everson vs Kiana Tom
Cory and Kiana detested one another, neither was afraid to let the other know. They stood in the hallway arguing who was the better woman. “It’s a proven fact that I’m superior, Kiana. You’d still be nothing if it wasn’t for me. “Cory jabbed Kiana’s chest with her finger.
Kiana slapped Cory’s hand away and smirked. “You might’ve been a household name before me, but I’ve always been the bigger star. No one cares about an over muscled blonde bimbo like you, you’ve a washed up has-been.” Kiana brushed a strand of her out of her face and chuckled.
Cory furrowed her brows, she clenched her fists and sneered. “I’m the reason you were ever hired on Bodyshaping, it was my show, and because you were jealous you got me kicked off the show. Lucky for you I started Gotta Sweat or I might have pummeled you then and there.” Cory shook a trembling fist in Kiana’s face.
Kiana giggled. “You couldn’t beat me then or now. They fired you because you weren’t as beautiful as me. Sure you were a six time Ms. Olympia, but women’s bodybuilding is dead.” Kiana pressed her hand on Cory’s chest and shoved her back.
“If you want we can do this right now.” Cory got in Kiana’s face and shouted. Kiana stood her ground and stared back defiantly at Cory, their eyes locked, they each grabbed the other in a collar and elbow tie up.
“Stop this.” Stephanie McMahon raced down the hallway shouting at the top of her lungs. Cory and Kiana broke their embrace and retreated to opposite sides of the hall. Stephanie glared at them. “If you two want to fight it’s going to be in the ring, you can settle this in a steel cage match. Then you’ll know who the better woman is. Is that fair?”
Cory chuckled and flexed her arms, her cannonball biceps bulging with thick ropy veins. “I have no problem with that. What do you say, Kiana?”
Kiana grin faltered for an instant, she gritted her teeth and hit a most muscular pose, her torso bulging with rippling muscles. “You’re on, bimbo.”
Stephanie nodded. “Perfect, I suggest you both get ready, once the cage is lowered over the ring there’s no backing out.” Stephanie turned and head back towards her office, her high heels clicking against the linoleum floor.
Cory and Kiana locked eyes for several seconds, Cory broke her gaze and walked backed to her dressing room, “See ya later, loser.”
Kiana watched in silence as Cory slammed the door shut behind her. She raised her trembling hands to her temples and let out a loud sigh. I hope I’m making the right decision.”
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Jillian Michaels and Kim Lyons at the announcer’s table discussing the upcoming match. “Well, Kim, I never thought I would see the day when Cory would step into the ring against Kiana. Personally I think it was foolish of Kiana to accept this match, she’s not in the same league as Cory.”
Kim sips from her coffee mug. “I agree. Cory has the weight and strength advantage, Kiana is going to have to rely on her speed and agility if she wants to win this match, If Cory gets a hold of her it’s all over for her.”
Jillian nodded. “The most unforgiven thing in this match is the cage itself. It has the potential to turn the tide in either’s favor. But don’t kid yourself; Cory is going to destroy Kiana.”
Kim shrugs. “I don’t know, Kiana is a cunning tactician, she just might pull off the upset.”
Jillian sighs and shakes her head. “Are all blondes dumb as you, or you’re just the exception?”
Referee Denise Austin rolls into the ring, she smiles and waves to the cheering fans. Secondary ref Monica Brant paces the ringside floor.
The arena lights dim, Kiana walks out to massive heat, dressed in a purple fur trimmed silk robe, her tail in a ponytail, she struts down the ramp in her bare feet, she blows kisses to the jeering fans and she climbs onto the apron, she struts past the referee. Her heart races as she glances up nervously at the stel cage hanging from the ceiling.
Jillian: I don’t know what Kiana’s thinking, but it looks like she’s having second thoughts about this match.
Kim: I can’t say I blame her, she didn’t think this through. But it’s still too early to say who will win.
Jillian: Thank Captain Obvious. The match hasn’t even started yet.
A huge display of red, white and blue pyro goes off on the entrance stage, it dies down, Cory walks out to a huge ovation as “real American’ blares over the loud speakers, dressed in a yellow tank top that says “Cory Rules’ in big black letters, yellow high cut bikini bottom, yellow sneakers with red socks, and a red bandana covers her head, her hair is tied in pigtails, she stands at the head of the ramp, cupping her right ear in her hand, soaking of the adoration of the packed arena.
Kiana crosses her arms and rolls her eyes.
Cory flexes her right arm, cocks her head and points to the left and grins. She walks down the ramp and rolls into the ring. Cory hits a most muscular pose, cameras flash throughout the arena, she rips off her tank top with both hands and tosses it into the crowd, revealing the yellow bikini top underneath, her hard rippling physique glistening with sweat.
Jillian: No doubt Cory is in the best shape of her career. It’s making me hot right now. If I was a man I’d be on her like butter on bread.
Kim: Please someone get Jillian a towel, I don’t want to drown in her drool.
Jillian: (backhands Kim) Shut up.
Kim: (glares at Jillian) Sorry.
Cory and Kiana stare each other down in the center of the ring. They stare up as the cage slowly descends from the ceiling. “Hey, Kiana. There’s still time to back out if you’re scared. I won’t think less of you for chickening out.”
“Why would I flee from a mongrel like you?” Kiana unties her belt, she strips down to her purple silk bikini and tosses her robe into the corner as the cage settles over the ring. Monica stands just outside the cage door. “No matter what you do, I’m walking out of here victorius.”
Cory smirks. “Keep dreaming.”
Ref Denise steps in between them. “There are four ways to win this match. Pin fall, submission, over the cage, or through the door. Good luck ladies.” Denise signals for the bell and steps back several paces.
Cory raises up her arms in the air, challenging Kiana to test her strength. They lock hands, Cory grins and shoves Kiana onto her rear, she stares down at Kiana and flexes her arms, and she kisses her left bicep.
Jillian: Cory sending a message to Kiana early that she’s not to be trifled with.
Kim: What was she thinking?”
Kiana rolls to her feet, she turns and runs over to the ropes, bounces off the ropes, Cory goes for a clothesline, Kiana leaps up and lands a drop kick to Cory’s chest, Cory grunts and staggers back. Kiana charges and attempts a big boot. Cory ducks and elbows Kiana’s ribs. Kiana grunts and bounces off the ropes, Cory chases her, Kiana stops besides the ropes, she drop onto her belly and trips Cory with a Drop Toe hold. Cory flails her arms, her face slams against the cage wall, she flops onto her back clutching her face.
Jillian: Smart move by Kiana.
Kim: One mistake and Cory will capitalize.
Cory sits up, gets to her feet, Kiana runs up behind Cory and knees er lower back, Cory with an elbow but Kiana ducks and rolls Cory up in a school girl pin.
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…Cory kicks out just before the three, gets to her feet screaming in Kiana’s face. Kiana slaps Cory’s face, she bounces off the ropes and shoulder tackles Cory’s midsection. Cory flops onto her rear. Kiana lands a drop kick to Cory’s chin. Cory falls back clutching her chin.
Jillian: Seems Kiana is taking it to Cory early on, but that’s not enough to bring Cory down.
Kiana grabs a handful of hair and pulls Cory to her feet. She goes for an Irish Whip, Cory counters with a short arm clothesline.
Kim: And this might be the chance Cory needs to take over.
Cory grabs Kiana’s wrist and pulls her up and scoops slams her to the canvas. Kiana rolls over to the edge of the ring and pulls herself up with the ropes, Cory rushes Kiana. Kiana dives off the top turnbuckle and drops Cory with the Senton Bomb. Kiana stands and viciously stomps Cory’s midsection. Cory grabs Kiana’s ankle, gets to her feet and spins her around, Kiana counters with a spinning back fist to Cory’s temple.
Cory drops to one knee clutching the side of her face. Kiana cups Cory’s chin in her hand and puckers her lips. “Underestimated me, didn’t you?” Kiana pulls Cory up by her hair. Cory knees Kiana’s midsection, Kiana staggers back, Cory lunges and spears Kiana back first against the cage wall. Kiana grunts and collapses onto her stomach,
Kim: Poor Kiana, I’m glad I’m not in her shoes.
Jillian: (face palms) Kiana’s not wearing shoes, moron.
Kim: (blushes) Sorry, I forgot.
Cory struts around the ring flexing her arms. Kiana staggers to her feet clutching her lower back. Cory rushes Kiana, Kiana drops down and slides between Cory’s legs, gets to her feet and pounces onto Cory’s back wrapping her arms around her throat. Cory bucks like a bronco. Kiana tightens her grip and scissors Cory’s waist.
“Sleepy time, Cory.” Kiana laughs as Cory drops to her knees, her arms dangling at her sides. Denise grabs Cory’s right wrist and raises it up, she releases it and it drops down at her side. Denise raises up Cory’s arm a second time, it drops at her side once more.
Jillian: (staring slack jawed) This could be the end for Cory.
Kim: It might be, it could be, it-
Denise raises up Cory’s arm a third time, Cory clenches her fist, staggers to her feet and runs backwards ramming Kiana’s back into the cage. Kiana grunts and slumps down onto her rear. Cory collapses in the corner, breathing heavily trying to catch her breath. Kiana rises to her knees clutching her lower back, face contorted in agony. She staggers to her feet, walks into the corner and hammers Cory’s back with her fists. Cory elbows Kiana’s chin.
Kiana stumbles back, Cory charges, Kiana ducks Cory’s clothesline attempt and counters with a reverse DDT. Kiana pulls Cory up by her hair, grabs the back of Cory’s neck and rams her face into the cage. Cory flops onto her back, blood trickles down her face from a large gash on her forehead.
Jillian: (gasping) I don’t believe it, Kiana busted Cory wide open, how will this affect Cory.
Kim: (shrugs) Who can say, but Cory better avoid any more blows like that.
Kiana stands over Cory, her hands on her hips. “Oops, did I do that. You should be more careful.”
Denise grabs a towel off the ring apron, Cory sits up groggily, Denise kneels down beside Cory and dabs at her face. Cory shoves Denise and staggers to her feet. Kiana sneaks up on Cory and chokes her with her robe. Cory claws at Kiana’s forearms. Kiana leads Cory towards the ropes and rakes her face across the cage.
Jillian: Cory’s in trouble, Kiana has proven to be the aggressor so far.
Kim: (pounds her fists on the table top) You can win, Cory.
Cory mules kicks Kiana’s groin, Kiana grunts and drops to one knee, Cory unwraps the robe from around her throat and drapes it over Kiana’s head. As Kiana struggles to throw off the robe, Cory delivers a super kick to Kiana’s chest. Kiana lies on her back, staring up at the ceiling. Cory flexes beside Kiana, she leaps up and connects with a leg drop to Kiana’s chest. Cory covers Kiana and hooks her leg.
1….
…..2….
….Kiana kicks out to Cory’s shock. Cory stands up tugging her pigtails in frustration. She scowls and walks over to the cage door. Secondary ref Monica climbs onto the apron, she unlocks the door and pulls it wide open. Cory sticks her right leg through the ropes, Kiana staggers up behind Cory and kicks her between the legs, she grabs the cage door and slams it shut in Cory’s face. Cory grunts and flops onto her back.
Jillian: Both women showing their determination inside the cage.
Kim: How much more could they have left. If this doesn’t end soon, neither woman may be able to finish this match.
Kiana grabs Cory’s ankles and rolls her up into the sharpshooter. Cory screams and pounds her fists on the canvas, tears stream down her cheeks. Pushing her upper body off the canvas, Cory flexes her legs, breaking free of Kiana’s grip. Kiana pulls Cory up by her hair. Cory stomps Kiana’s bare foot, grabs her wrist and whips her into the corner.
Cory mounts the cage wall and slowly pulls herself up. Kiana climbs up beside Cory and elbows her ribs. Cory slams Kiana’s face against the cage, Kiana’s grip falter but continues to keep pace with Cory. They pull themselves up to the top of the cage and trade punches to the torso. Cory grabs Kiana’s waist and spears her to the ringside floor. Denise calls for the bell, the cage rises back up to the ceiling, Denise rolls out of the ring and stands between the battered and sweat drenched competitors.
Jillian: The match is over… but who won?
Kim: Even the ref doesn’t know.
Monica walks over to Denise; they bicker over the outcome for several moments. Denise scowls and gestures to the Jumbo Tron, footage of the last few seconds of the match play in slow motion. Cory and Kiana stagger to their feet. Denise and Monica shake hands. “You’re winner by a fraction of a second…. Cory Everson.”
Denise raises Cory’s arm in victory, The crowd gives Cory a standing ovation. Kiana throws a childish temper tantrum, shouts and stamps her feet. “Not fair, I should be declared the winner.”
Better luck next time.” Cory laughs and hits a double biceps pose.
Blinded by rage, Kiana lunges and spears Cory back first into the side of the steel ring steps, she viciously stomps Cory’s torso. Denise grabs Kiana’s wrist. Kiana elbows Denise’s chin. Denise staggers back, Kiana charges and shoves Denise into Monica, Monica falls back, the back of her head grazes the security barrier. Kiana scoops up Denise and body slams her onto Monica.
Kiana turns her focus back to Cory, Cory stands up swaying like a drunkard. Kiana lands a spinning heel kick to Cory’s chin. Cory lies motionless on the floor, breathing unsteady. Kiana straddles Cory’s waist and hammers her torso with heavy fists.
Jillian: Kiana showing no mercy.
Kim: Someone needs to stop this.
Six musclebound female security guards storm the ringside floor, cattle prods and night sticks at the ready. Kiana jumps up and clenches her fists, the guards surround Kiana and close in, jabbing Kiana with their prods. Kiana collapses to the floor twitching wildly. Two of the guards pull Kiana up by her elbows; a third cuffs her wrists behind her back and carries her away. The remaining guards carry Monica, Denise, and Cory to the infirmary.
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Jaycie Phelps vs Jordyn Wieber
The rattling of steel against steel echoed through the gym as Jaycie hoists the fully loaded barbell over her head, the number ‘500’ etched across the sides of the outermost plates. Jaycie’s massive bulging arms tremble as she holds up the barbell. Kerri Strug stands behind the monstrously muscled gymnast spotting her. Several seconds pass by, Jaycie lowers the barbell to the floor, she flexes her right arm and grins, the peak of her bicep nearly level with the top of her head, threatening to rip through the sleeves of her American Flag leotard.
Kerri applauds; she picks up her clipboard off the floor and writes down the ‘3000’. “Incredible, that’s a world record if I ever saw one.”
Jaycie smirks and wipes the sweet from her brow with the back of her hand. “Thanks, let someone try and top that.
“It would be more impressive if those weights weren’t made of Styrofoam.”
Jaycie and Kerri cock their heads towards the entrance. Jordyn struts towards them arms swinging at her side, she stops and smiles smugly at the two of them. Jaycie sneers and crosses her arms across her massive beefy chest, pecs bulging like beach balls.” They’re real weights, not Styrofoam, check for yourself.”
“Gladly.” Jordyn pushes past Kerri and firmly grips the handle of the barbell, grunting she lifts the barbell parallel to her waist, it slips from her hands and hits the floor with a echoing thud, it bounces once before settling on the floor.
Jaycie and Kerri exchange amused glances, they burst into laughter. “How disappointing, come back when you’re stronger and maybe you won’t embarrass yourself.”
Jordyn shoots Jaycie an annoyed look, she wipes her palms on her leotard. “It wouldn’t be so slippery if you wiped your sweat off the handle once in a while.”
Jaycie glares at Jordyn. Jordyn ignores Jaycie, she grabs the barbell and swings it up over her head in a single swft sweeping motion. Jordyn’s arms bulge with thick hard muscles, her cannonball biceps with veins that run up and down her arms like streams.
Jaycie’s jaw drops, Kerri lets out a loud gasp, Jordyn steps back and drops the barbell at her feet, she walks up to the stunned Jaycie and pushes her mouth closed. “You’re letting in all the flies, but I don’t blame you, I’m that damn good.”
Jaycie shakes her head snapping herself out of her shock, she stands nose to nose with Jordyn and grits her teeth. “Looks like you’ve gotten stronger since the last time you were here. Steroids I assume.”
“You fool; I got this body naturally, if you ask nicely maybe I’ll show you how.” Jordyn slides her right leg forward and shakes it, her leg explodes with thick rocky muscles, her diamond shaped calves easily visible from the front.
Jaycie nods. “Please show me how. Your body looks amazing.”
Jordyn smirks. “I know, come with me.” Jordyn walks out of the gym, Jaycie and Kerri follow close behind. Jordyn leds them to the sprawling park across the street, several boulders litter the grass. Jordyn walks up to one of the boulders and grabs it by the sides, her back muscles bulging as she hoists the boulder over her head.
Jaycie and Kerri exchange shocked glances, Jordyn tosses tosses the boulder up several feet into the air, as it plummets towards her, she punches it from the bottom, the boulder explodes into thousands of pebbles and pelts Jaycie and Kerri.
Jaycie grits her teeth. “I can do that, too.” Jaycie approaches the nearest boulder, she slams her fist against it, it cracks down the middle, two equal halves topple to the grass.
Jordyn sneers and crosses her arms. “It’s easy enough to beat up rocks, why don’t we test our strength against one another.”
Jaycie chuckles. “Why not, I’ve got some free time, it’ll be fun clobbering you. We’ll do it here.”
“If course, we wouldn’t want to wreck your puny little gym.” Jordyn grins and offers Jaycie her hand. “Good luck.”
Jaycie reaches for Jordyn’s hand, Kerri grabs her wrist. “Don’t do it, she doesn’t like to play fair.”
“stay out of this.” Jordyn grabs Kerri by the face, with a flick of her wrist sends Kerri flying back several feet into the side of a boulder and collapses onto her stomach, an outline of her body etched in the boulder.
Jaycie runs over and kneels down beside Keri and shakes her. “Are you alright, Kerri?’
Kerri lets out a soft groan. Jaycie stands and marches up to Jordyn. “You’re not getting away with that.” Jaycie raises her hand, Jordyn grabs her wrist. Jaycie slaps Jordyn across the face with her other hand. Jordyn knees Jaycie’s midsection. Jaycie grunts and stumbles back. Jordyn grabs Jaycie’s throat and shoves her up against a boulder.
Jaycie flails her arms, she digs her fingers into Jordyn’s forearm, Jordyn goes to kick Jaycie, Jaycie grabs her ankle and tackles her to the ground. Jaycie unloads a series of knife edged chops to Jordyn’s beefy chest. Jordyn flips Jaycie into the air, Jaycie lands on her back beside Jordyn with a grunt.
Jordyn pulls Jaycie up by her hair, she bends Jaycie over and drives her knee into Jaycie’s forehead. Jaycie staggers back, she hurls a boulder at Jordyn, and Jordyn catches the boulder one handed and spin it on her fingertip like a basketball. Jaycie flings two more boulders. Jordyn catches them and juggles the three boulders.
Jaycie gasps, Jordyn spikes one of the boulders at Jaycie, Jaycie hits a double biceps pose, and the boulder explodes as it impacts with Jaycie’s chest, pebbles fly in every direction. Jordyn hurls another boulder, it slams into Jaycie’s midsection, sending her hurling back several feet into another boulder. Jaycie flops onto her stomach.
“You can’t beat me.” Jordyn slams a boulder down on Jaycie’s upper back, it explodes upon impact into dust. Jaycie staggers to her feet. Jordyn grabs Jaycie’s wrist, Jaycie bashes Jordyn across the chest with her forearm, she grabs Jordyn in a waistlock and body slams her against a boulder.
Jordyn flops onto her back, Jaycie stomps Jordyn’s right calf and places it in an ankle lock. Jordyn screams and flails her arms.”Give up, Jordyn, save yourself some embarrassment later.”
Jordyn rips up a large clump of grass and throws it over her shoulder into Jaycie’s face. Jaycie flops onto her back rubbing at her eyes. Jordyn stomps Jaycie’s midsection, she pulls Jaycie up by her hair and headbutts her forehead. Jaycie drops to one knee, Jordyn slams a boulder down on Jaycie’s head shattering into thousands of pebbles. Jaycie collapses onto her stomach. Jordyn grabs Jaycie in a camel clutch and tugs back hard on her chin. Jaycie screams and flails her arms.
Kerri staggers to her feet clutching her lower back in agony. Jordyn releases Jaycie and stalks up to Kerri and blasts her across the chest with a brutal forearm smash. Kerri collapses onto her back, Jordyn slams a boulder down on Kerri’s chest, it explodes burying Kerri in a mound of pebbles.
Jaycie runs up behind Jordyn and knife edge chops her across the back of her neck. Jordyn drops to her knees. Jaycie nails Jordyn with a reverse DDT. Jaycie pulls a dazed Jordyn to her feet, she nails Jordyn with a jumping sitout power bomb. Jaycie kneels beside Jordyn. “Is that all you got?”
Jaycie scoops up Jordyn, Jordyn knees Jaycie’s chest and nails her with a double arm DDT, Jaycie rolls onto her side clutching her head. Jordyn stomps Jaycie’s knees, she locks Jaycie in a figure-4-leglock. Jaycie screams and flails her arms. Jordyn chuckles. “Give up, Jaycie, only one is us is enjoying this and it’s not you. There’s much worse in store for you and Kerri if you don’t submit.”
Jaycie nods. “I submit.”
Jordyn releases Jaycie , she stands up flexing her massive arms. “My body puts even He-Man to shame. You can’t compete with me. Farewell losers.” Jordyn walks to the curb where her car is parked, climbs in and drives off.
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Cory Everson vs the Undertaker
Having taken a few days to rest her body after her match with Kiana, Cory was ready to jump back into the fray. Her next challenge came in the form of the Undertaker. She had seen him compete in the ring several times, he was a forced to be reckoned with. She ought to have rejected his offer, but she wasn’t one to back down from a fight. Having been a champion bodybuilder, Cory was no stranger to tough competition. As they stood talking in the hallway, Cory shook the Undertaker’s hands. “It’s an honor to have the chance to wrestle you.
The Undertaker towered over Cory he stared down at her and smirked. “Will you be saying that when I stuff you into the casket.”
Cory stepped back, she raised her fist up to her chest. “I’m more than capable of beating you. You’re in the fight of your life.”
Undertaker just stood there, an amused grin on his face; he took a giant step towards her. Before she could react, he grabbed her throat and shoved her up against the wall. Cory stared wide eyed at him, too shocked to speak. “I’ve decided that we’re going to have a casket match, if you back out I will find you.” Undertaker drew back releasing Cory’s throat, he turned and walked down the hall to his dressing room.
Cory watched him leave, as soon as he turned the corner she dropped to her knees, she broke out in a cold sweat.
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Cory walked out onto the entrance stage to a massive pop dressed in gold bikini, her legs trembled with each step she took, she took a deep breath and raised her fists in the air, she sprinted down the ramp high-fiving the fans. She rolled into the ring, she froze when she spotted the casket sitting on the rolling stand along the western side of the floor. Shaking her head, Cory forced a smile and strutted around the ring flexing her arms. Ref Monica Brant motions for Cory tio join her in the center of the ring. Cory walks up beside Monica and crosses her arms, she staring silently as the stage.
The arena goes dark, a soft blue strobing glow lights up the entrance stage, a thick fog pours out of the floor vents obscuring the entrance. The Undertaker emerges from the fog, Kiana holding his hand. He’s dressed in a heavy black robe, hood drawn low over his face, he stands at the head of the ramp, and Kiana carries the urn in the crook of her right arm. The fog dissipates as the lights fully brighten; they strut slowly down the ramp. Kiana grins at Cory.
Cory stands with her hands on her hips, she glares at Kiana, her lips quivering with rage. “She has no business out here ref.”
Monica shrugs. “Don’t look at me, it’s none of my business what she does.”
Undertaker climbs the ring steps and paces the apron, he pushes down on the middle rope, Kiana sets the urn down and the apron and climbs through the ropes. Undertaker steps over the top rope, he walks to the center of the ring.
“Get out of her, Kiana. This isn’t your fight.” Cory clenched and unclenched her fists.
Kiana circles Cory looking her up and down; she stops in front of Cory and taps her on the chest. “I’m not the one you should be worried about; I’m just here to cheer my new squeeze. I’m glad you’re fully recovered from our match, but it won’t make a difference because my Taker is going to destroy you.”
Cory reaches out to grab Kiana, Undertaker steps between them and glares icily at Cory, Cory steps back, Taker stretches his arms out at his sides., Kiana pulls off his robe ,she kisses him on the lips. “Don’t hold back too much, Taker baby, she’s tougher than she looks.”
Taker nods, Kiana rolls out the ring and props her elbows on the apron, Taker stares down at Cory, an evil gleam in his eyes, Cory stares up at him, her lips quivering and her knees trembling, she inhales deeply and offers taker her hand. “May the best fighter win.”
Taker returns her handshake and grins. “I intend to.” Cory tugs at her hand, Taker squeezes her hand tightly, Cory winces, Taker releases her hand, and she scowls. Monica calls for the bell and hastily retreats to the ringside floor, not wanting to get caught between the two of them.
Cory and Taker circle one another, they grab each other in a collar and elbow tie up. Taker grins and shoves Cory onto her rear. Cory leaps to her feet and unloads a series of knife edged chops to Taker’s chest, driving him back towards the ropes. Taker bounces off the ropes and lands a Big Boot to Cory’s chest. Cory flops onto her back, she scrambles to her feet and charges headlong into Taker’s midsection. Taker stumbles back into the ropes. Cory tackles Taker sending them both crashing to the ringside floor.
Taker gets up first; he pulls Cory up by her hair and whips her into the security barrier. Cory grunts as her right knee smacks into the barrier, Taker nails Cory from behind with a Russian Leg Sweep. Taker pulls Cory up, Cory drives her fist into his midsection, he whips Taker face first into the steel corner post. Taker flops to the flop. Cory stomps taker’s chest, pulls him to his feet and whips him into the ring.
Cory hops up onto the top turnbuckle, taker sis up and gets to his feet, Cory dives off the turnbuckle and nails taker with a flying clothesline. Cory kips up and elbow drops Taker’s chest, she pulls Taker to his feet, Taker grabs Cory by the throat and shoves her back into the corner and hooks her arms over the top rope, and unloads a series of hard right hands to her torso. Cory kicks Taker between the legs. Taker staggers back and drops down to one knee.
Cory charges Taker and nails his chin with the Big Boot. Taker flops onto his back, Cory straddles his waist and pummels his midsection with her fists. Taker rakes Cory’s eyes, she screams and draws back rubbing at her eyes. Taker stands, grabs Cory by the throat and choke-slams her down hard onto the canvas. Kiana claps. “Finish her off.”
Taker sneers, pulls Cory up by her hair, Cory grabs Taker waists and connects with a belly to belly suplex. Cory stands up flexing her arms, and leg drops Taker across the throat, she scoops him up and body slams him over the top rope and onto the ringside floor, she drops to one knee clutching her lower back. Taker lurches to his feet, he leans against the apron, Cory bounces off the ropes and baseball slides across the ring, slams her heel into Taker’s chin. Taker staggers back and slumps against the security barrier.
Kiana runs around ringside and grabs the urn off the apron; Cory grabs Taker and whips Taker face-first into the steel corner post. Kiana charges and raises the urn over her head, Cory sees her coming out of the corner of her eye, she turns and knees Kiana’s groins, she lays Kiana out with a Stone Cold Stunner, and she bends down and screams in Kiana’s face. “I told you to stay out of this, I-
Taker grabs Cory by the hair and slams her forehead against the apron. Cory grunts and drops to her knees, Taker throws open the casket lid, he scoops up Cory and drops her into the casket, he goes to shut the lid, Cory sits up and punches his throats. Cory stands in the casket and nails Taker with a flying clothesline. Cory pulls Taker up by his wrist and leads him over to the casket, she goes to toss him in, and Taker nails her chin with his elbow. Cory staggers back, Taker charges; Cory sidesteps and rolls back into the ring. Taker climbs onto the apron. Cory knees his midsection and suplexes him to the canvas.
Cory stands and hits a lat spread, she grabs Taker’s ankle and rolls him into a single leg Boston Crab. Taker screams and pounds his fists on the canvas. Kiana staggers to her feet and grabs the urn, she slides into the ring and runs up behind Cory and nails the back of her head with the urn. Cory collapses onto her stomach, clutching her head. Taker rolls onto his side clutching his knee. Kiana screams. “Get up and finish her.”
Taker staggers to his feet, he pulls Cory up by her hair and nails her with an over-the-knee backbreaker. Cory clutches her lower back in agony, she rolls onto her stomach and crawls towards the edge of the ring. Taker stomps her lower back. Cory rolls off the apron and flops down onto the ringside floor. Taker leans over the ropes and drags his thumb across his throat.
Cory staggers to her feet, Taker slides out of the ring and rushes Cory, and Cory tackles Taker and spears him to the floor. Cory gets up and stomps Taker’s chest. Taker grabs Cory’s ankle and twists it hard. Cory drops down slamming her fist onto Taker’s chest, she stands up and and stomps taker’s knee, she pulls him up and whips him into the ring steps, Taker grunts as his knee strikes the side of the steps.
Cory rolls Taker into the ring, she climbs up to the top turnbuckle and hits a double biceps. Taker staggers to his feet, Cory dives off the turnbuckle, Taker catches her in midair and hits her with the Tombstone Pile driver. Cory lies spread-eagled on her back, staring up glossy eyed at the ceiling. Taker rolls Cory out of the ring, he drapes her over his right shoulder and lays her down in the casket and slams the lid shut. Monica calls for the bell and raises Taker’s arm in victory.
Kiana glomps Taker and kisses him on the lips. Taker grabs the rolling cart as Kiana grabs the urn, he rolls the casket up the ramp and onto the entrance stage. Hulk Hogan runs out onto the entrance stage and lunges at Taker shoving him off the stage, Taker plummets to the floor ten feet below. Kiana raises up the urn over her head and charges Hulk. Hulk grabs her by the throat, Kiana drops the urn and grasps Hulk’s forearm. Hulk wags a finger in her face. “You used to be a loyal Hulkamaniac. What happened to you, Kiana?”
“Forget you.” Kiana spits in Hulk’s eyes. Hulk releases her and wipes at his eyes. Kiana makes a beeline for the back, leaving Taker behind; she disappears behind the entrance curtain. Hulk scoops Cory out of the casket and carries her back to her dressing room, her head resting on Hulk’s chest.
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Mindi O’Brien vs Bayley
Bayley exited the cafeteria and walked back to her dressing room, as she reached for the door knob a hand grasped her by the shoulder. Bayley spun around, Mindi grinned, Bayley sighed. “You scared me. Hey, you’re Mindi O’Brien, one of my biggest idols.”
Mindi chuckles. “Aw shucks, I’m just like everybody else. I’ve heard good things about you. Welcome to the big leagues sweetie.” Mindi offers her hand and Bayley shakes it.
“Is there something I can do for you?”
“As a matter of fact there is. When I heard you were here I decided I had to meet you. I was wondering if you’d do me the honor of wrestling me tonight. What better way to celebrate your debut.”
Bayley screams for joy and hops up and down. “I’d be honored, I’ll get changed and meet you in the ring.”
“Good, and make sure to bring you’re A-game, because I want a match the fans won’t soon forget.” Mindi playfully slaps Bayley’s chin and hurries back to her dressing room.
Bayley enters her dressing room and shuts the door behind her.
Bayley walks out onto the entrance stage to a massive pop, dressed in a rainbow striped leotard and black leather knee-high boots, she sprints down the ramp and slides into the ring, she hops up to her feet and walks up beside Ref Lita, she waves to the crowd.
Mindi pushes the curtain aside and struts out onto stage, dressed in a blue tank top and black stretch pants, the fans boo and hiss as she walks down the ramp, she shouts at them to shut up, climbing up onto the apron she flexes her arms, she climbs into the ring and points at Bayley. “You’re going down.”
Bayley shakes her head and laughs, she claps her hands, the joins in and chants her name.
Mindi screams and clenches her fists, Lita calls for the bell. Mindi charges headlong at Bayley, Bayley drops onto her stomach and catches Mindi with a Drop Toe Hold, Mindi flops onto her stomach. Bayley kips up; she bounces off the ropes as Mindi stands up, Bayley barrels into Mindi, Mindi staggers back into the ropes. Bayley lands a dropkick to Mindi’s chest. Mindi flips over the top rope and tumbles to the ringside floor.
Bayley rolls out of the ring and pulls Mindi up by her hair, Mindi knife-edge chops Bayley’s chest, Bayley grunts and staggers back. Mindi tackles Bayley knocking her of her feet, she straddles Bayley’s waist and hammers her with several heavy blows to the midsection. Mindi pulls Bayley up by her wrists and goes to whip her into the security barrier. Bayley counters with a short arm clothesline.
Bayley rolls back into the ring, Mindi staggers to her feet, she climbs onto the apron, Bayley rushes Mindi, and Mindi catches Bayley with a knee to the groin. Grabs the sides of Bayley’s head and hops off the apron, slamming Bayley’s throat across the ropes. Bayley flops onto her back rubbing her throat. Mindi paces the floor flexes her arms and kisses her bicep.
Mindi rolls into the ring, she pulls Bayley up by her hair, Bayley pummels Mindi’s midsection with a flurry of fists. Mindi staggers back and bounces off the ropes and goes for a Back Body Drop, Bayley leapfrogs over Mindi and bounces off the ropes, she lands a dropkick to Mindi’s lower back. Mindi flops onto her stomach; Bayley runs up beside Mindi and lands an elbow drop to her lower back.
Mindi screams and rolls over to the ropes, she pulls herself up and glares at Bayley, Bayley grins and charges Mindi, Mindi flips Bayley over her shoulder. Bayley crashes to the ringside floor. Mindi sneers and leans over the top rope. “I’m glad you accepted this match, now I can show your beloved fans that you don’t belong here.” Mindi climbs out onto the apron, Bayley leaps to her feet, grabs Mindi’s ankles and yanks her off the apron. Mindi flies off the apron, her chin grazes the edge of the security barrier.
Bayley drapes Mindi over the security barrier; she pulls down the back of Mindi’s pants and smacks her across the ass. Bayley’s fans cheer, she high-fives a few of them and pulls Mindi up., Mindi elbows Bayley’s chest. Mindi scowls and pulls up her pants, she lunges and shoves Bayley back first into the ring steps, she stomps Bayley’s stomach. Bayley jumps up and locks her arms around Mindi’s waist. Mindi slaps Bayley across the face, Bayley connects with a belly to belly suplex.
They get to their feet at the same time, Mindi head-butts Bayley’s forehead, Bayley drops to one knee, Mindi rolls into the ring and beckons to Bayley. Mindi climbs up onto the top turnbuckle as Bayley rolls into the ring, Mindi turns towards the center of the ring, Bayley shakes the top rope, Mindi slips and crotches the piping securing the ropes to the post, she slumps over and groans. Bayley climbs to the middle rope and nails Mindi with a fisherman suplex. Bayley makes the cover and hooks Mindi’s legs.
1….
…..2….
…..Mindi gets her shoulder up, Bayley stands up and shakes her head. Mindi staggers to her feet, Bayley grabs Mindi’s wrist and whips her into the corner. Mindi grunts as her back slams into the turnbuckle. Bayley rushes Mindi, Mindi raises up her leg and catches Bayley’s chin with her heel. Bayle staggers back. Mindi whips Bayley into the ropes, Bayley bounces off the ropes, Mindi grabs Bayley by the waist and nails her with the sidewalk slam. Mindi makes the cover.
1…
…2…
…..Bayley kicks out; Mindi stands up screaming in disbelief. The fans chant Bayley’s name, driving Mindi into frenzy. Mindi clenches her fists and yells at the crowd to shut up. Bayley gets to her feet, sneaks up behind Mindi and nails her with the reverse DDT. Mindi writhes on the canvas clutching the back of her head.
Bayley grabs Mindi’s ankles and locks her in the Texas Cloverleaf. Mindi screams and pounds her fists on the canvas. Lita crouches down beside Mindi and asks if she wants to submit. Mindi says no and grits her teeth. Bayley leans back adding greater pressure to the hold. Mindi cries out and slaps her palms on the canvas.
Lita calls for the bell, Bayley breaks the hold and skips around the ring blowing kisses to her fans, the crowd gives her a standing ovation. Mindi rises to her knees and sners. Bayley offers her hand and Mindi takes it, she pulls Mindi to her feet and hugs her. Mindi sneers and locks Bayley in a bear hug.
Lita smashes her forearm across the back of Mindi’s neck, spins Mindi around and nails her with the Twist of Fate. Lita and Bayley roll out of the ring and walk to the back; Leaving Mindi sprawled out in the ring.
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Gina Davis vs Hulk Hogan
In the hallway, Gina laughed defiantly as Hogan ranted about his superiority over her; she tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear and grinned. “Darling, I don’t know what y’all do from you come from, but in Texas we settle things physically. You can ramble on if you want, but I go better things to do than listen to you.”
Hogan fell silent, he dropped his arms at his side and glared at Gina, his lip quivered. “I’ll prove to you that I’m superior, tonight you and me in the ring. You can use any weapon you want and I’ll fight clean and without weapons.” Hogan offered Gina his hand and she shook it.
“Fine, now if you’ll excuse me, Darling, I need to slip into something more comfortable, so go ahead and wait for me in the ring.” Gina chuckled and walked back to her dressing room, she opened the door and glanced over at Hogan before shutting the door behind her.
Hogan paced around the ring awaiting Gina, dressed in yellow shorts, red kneepads and yellow boots. Ref Monica watched Hogan and sighed.
Gina walked out to massive heat, wearing a set of spiked shoulder pads and a long black cape that covered her torso down to her ankles, she strode down the ramp in her bare feet., she climbed up the ring steps and paced along the apron, she stepped into the ring and stared at Hogan, she pulled off her shoulder pads and laid them in the corner, she pulled off her cape with a flourish revealing her red bikini clad muscular tanned body and winked at Hogan.
Hogan grinned at the sight of Gina’s chiseled physique. He rubbed his chin and cnodded. “Bring it, Gina, or else Hulkamania is going to run wild on you.”
Gina strutted up to Hogan and ran her fingers down his torso, she laughed and slammed her fist into his stomach. Hogan grunted and doubled over, Gina lifted him up by the throat and choke-slammed him to the canvas.
Hogan sat up clenching his fists, he jumped up and grabbed Gina by the wrists and whipped her into the ropes, Gina bounces off the ropes. Hogan went for a clothesline; Gina nails him with a Big Boot to the chest. Hogan flops onto his back. Giana elbow drops his chest.
Gina pulls Hogan up by his wrists; Hogan kicks Gina in her midsection. Gina grunts and doubles over, Hogan scoops Gina up and body slams her to the canvas, he goes for a leg drop across Gina’s throat, Gina rolls out of the way, Hogan slams down onto his rear.
Gina gets up and knees Hogan’s chin, he flops onto his back. Gina pulls Hogan up by her hair and tosses him into the corner and hooks his arms over the top rope, she reaches into her cleavage and pulls out a pair of handcuffs and cuffs his wrists in front of him. Gina unloads a barrage of knife-edge chops to his chest. Hogan tugs at his wrists as Gina searches under the ring apron, she tosses several objects into the ring.
Gina rolls back into the ring, picks up a cane and whacks Hogan across the stomach, Hogan grunts and growls at Gina with teeth gritted. Gina cupped Hogan’s chin in her hand and kisses his nose “You made this stipulation, sugar pie. Relax and this will all be over soon.” Gina lands a big slap to Hogan’s chest.
Gina drops the cane, she grabs a nightstick and bashes Hogan across his side, she presses the nightstick against his throat, Hogan stomps Gina’s knee, Gina staggers back, Hogan tugs hard, the chain of the cuffs snap, he bolts out of the corner and nails Gina with a big Boot to her left knee. Gina flops onto her back.
Hogan grabs Gina’s left leg and kicks the back of her knee, he pulls Gina up by her hair, Gina nails Hogan’s groin with her fist. Hogan grunts and drops to his knees. Gina knees Hogan’s chin, he flops onto her back. Gina grabs his ankles and locks him in an inverted Texas Cloverleaf, Hogan pounds his fists on the canvas. Ref Monica asks if he wants to submit.
Hogan screams no, he pushes his torso off the mat and flexes his legs free of Gina’s grip. Gina staggers into the ropes, Hogan runs up behind Gina and chop blocks the back of her left knee. Gina drops to one knee wincing in pain. Hogan grabs Gina in a full nelson and leads her into the center of the ring. “Give up, Gina; my 24’’ pythons have got you trapped.”
Gina groaned, she flexes her arms, Hogan staggers back, Gina kicks Hogan’s groin, she shoves his head between her meaty thighs and pile drives him onto his head. Hogan lies spread-eagled on his back, Gina pulls Hogan up and grabs him in a bear hug. Hogan’s head sags, heis arms dangle at his sides. Ref Monica raises up Hogan’s right arm and let’s go, it drops at his side. Monica calls for the bell. “You can let him go now, Gina.”
“No way, I’m still having fun. Perhaps you wish to trade places with him.” Gina laughs and squeezes Hogan tighter.
Monica steps back and shakes her head.” No thanks.”
Gina lowers Hogan down onto his back and faces Monica. “Too late, come here.” Monica turns to run; Gina grabs her by the waist from behind and shakes her like a ragdoll. Monica flails her arms.
Cory Everson storms the ring, Gina shoves Monica to the canvas and lunges at Cory. Cory nails Gina with a clothesline across the chest. Gina flops onto her back, she grabs a small aerosol can, Cory pulls Gina up by her hair, Gina pepper sprays Cory’s eyes. Cory staggers back screaming and rubbing her eyes. Gina ails her with a double arm DDT.
Hogan staggers to his feet, Gina nails him across the jaw with a spinning back fist. Gina straddles Cory’s bac and grabs her in the camel clutch.
Barbora Mrazkova and Zdenka Razymova storm the ring,, they pull Gina off Cory and nail her with a double reverse ddt. Barbora and Zdenka help Cory and Hogan to their feet and lead them to the back.
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Rachel Mclish vs Carla Dunlap
Rachel pummeled the punching bag with her gloved fists, she growled and rammed the bag with her knee, the side of the bag split open and sand spilled onto the floor in a big pile that covered Rachel’s feet. Rachel stepped back breathing heavily, she wiped the sweat from her brows, her shredded torso glistening in the fluorescent lights. She threw her gloves to the floor, walked over to the weight rack and picked up a 25lb dumbbell, she grunted as she curled the dumbbell up level with her shoulder, her bicep bulging with thick throbbing veins, she lowered the and shifted it to her other hand.
The door creaked open, Carla walked into the gym dressed in a red bikini, and she walked up to Rachel and chuckled. “Someone give you a broken bag.”
Rachel dropped the dumbbell and pressed her hands on her hips. “Very funny.”
“We have a match next. Since we’re both here, we can get started.”
Deborah Khazei, Kathy Derry, Leeann Tweeden and Denise Paglia file into the gym and surround Rachel. Deb walks up to Rachel and nudges her.” Better comply or she’ll make you suffer more than you need.”
Rachel nodded. “Any time, any place, any match. “ Rachel rolled into the gym’s training ring and flexed her biceps.
Carla rolled into the ring; Deborah rolled in and signaled for the bell.
Rachel and Carla circle one another sizing each other up, Carla lunges and grabs Rachel in a side headlock, pressing her forearm into Rachel’s throat. Carla drives Rachel down hard onto her stomach. Rachel rolls onto her side clutching her abs. Carla stomps Rachel’s hips. Rachel sweeps Carla’s ankles, knocking her off her feet.
Rachel leaps to her feet and pulls Carla up by her wrists. Carla presses her heel into Rachel’s stomach and flips her across the ring; Rachel slams down onto her stomach.
Carla kips uop, she stomps Rachel’s shoulder. Rachel staggers to her feet, she nails Carla with a European uppercut to the chest, Carla staggers back and bounces off the ropes, Rachel lands a dropkick to Carla’s stomach, Carla flops onto her back, Rachel goes for the cover.
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….Carla kicks out; she rolls to her feet, grabs Rachel by the hair and pulls her up, leads her into the corner and slams her forehead across the top turnbuckle. Rachel drops to one knee, Carla pulls Rachel up by her hair and tosses her into the corner, and she unloads a series of forearm shots to Rachel’s chest. Rachel staggers out of the corner; Carla scoops Rachel up and hangs her in the corner in the tree of woe. Rachel screams as Carla fury stomps her belly and groin.
Carla grabs Rachel’s wrists and jerks her out of the corner slinging her halfway across the ring. Rachel slams down onto her back.
Deborah bends down in Rachel’s face. “Why prolong your suffering, Carla’s going to start hitting you hard, and I don’t think you’ll survive it. Give up now.”
“No!” Rachel staggers to her feet clutching her midsection and glances around. “Where’d you-
Carla grabs Rachel from behind in a sleeper hold. Rachel flails her arms. Carla lowers Rachel onto her rear. Rachel’s arms droop at her sides. Carla lowers Rachel onto her back and makes the cover.
1….2…..3. Deborah with a fast pin, she raises Carla’s arm in victory. Carla plants a foot on Rachel’s chest and hits a double biceps pose.
Deborah, Kathy Leeann and Denise circle the prone Rachel and group stomp her torso, Carla lays Rachel’s head in her lap and strokes her hair. “Before I unleash my full fury on you, I want to have a little fun.” The Fitness Beach babes each grab one of Rachel’s limbs and toss her over the top rope; Rachel slams down hard onto the gym floor. Carla rolls out of the ring and crouches beside Rachel.
Jennifer Dempster, Paige Langton, Laurie Donnelly and Mary Jean Traetta storm the gym. Deborah and Jennifer lock up; Jennifer tosses Deborah to the floor. Paige dropkicks Kathy sending her crashing into the side of the ring apron. Laurie tackles Leeann and pummels her abs. Mary Jean power bombs Denise against the steel ring post.
The Bodyshaping Divas circle Carla. Carla leaps to her feet; they begin to pummel Carla, Carla slips free and flees the gym. Jennifer scoops up Rachel and carries her out of the gym.
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Erika Andersch vs Juliette Bergmann
Erika stepped out into the parking lot dressed in her American Gladiator outfit, she glanced around, no one else in sight. “Juliette, where are you? I’ve got an autograph signing to attend.”
“You’re not going anywhere, Erika.”
Erika spun around, Juliette and her sister Leona locked and chained the door leading back inyto the arena. Juliette crossed her arms and smirked.
Erika sighed. “I don’t have time for this.” Erika sprinted across the concrete floor, she skidded to a halt, the exit gates were down and locked. “Don’t play games with me, I’m not in the mood.”
“I told you when we first met that I would hunt you dowmn. Now it’s time for you to make a choice. Fight me or join me.” Juliette strutted over to Erika and shook her head. “Though, you might not be good enough to team up with me.”
“I want nothing to do with you.” Erika spat on the floor. “You fight dirty and I won’t stand for it. I have an image to keep.”
Juliette nodded, she dropped her arms at her side, she circled Erika and sneered. “Looks like you made your choice, Little Miss Gladiator. Too bad it was the wrong decision.” Juliette lunged and smashed Erika across her upper back with her forearm. Erika staggered, she turned and swung her fist at Juliette’s jaw, Juliette yelped and jumped back rubbing her jaw.
They grab each other in a collar and elbow tie up, Juliette shoves Erika back against the griller of a semi-trailer cab, Erika presses her heel on Juliette’s stomach, and Juliette stumbles back. Erika nails Juliette across the chest with a runni9ng clothesline, Juliette flops onto her rear. Erika dropkicks the back of Juliette’s left shoulder.
Juliette sits up clutching her left shoulder, Erika pulls Juliette up by her hair, Juliette elbows Erika’s stomach, scoops her up and body slams her onto the hood of a pick-up truck., Juliette climbs up onto the hood and stomps Erika’s chest. Erika sweeps Juliette’s legs, Juliette falls to the concrete floor. Erika dives off and nails Juliette’s chest with her elbow and hooks her leg.
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…..Juliette gets her shoulder up; Erika pulls her up by the wrists and whips her into the driver side door of a stretch limo. Juliette drops to one knee, Erika charges and raises her right knee, Juliette rolls back as Erika’s knee slams into the side of the door. Juliette nails Erika with a Russian leg sweep. Juliette rips a hubcap off the limo and slams it over a rising Erika’s forehead.
Erika grunts and flops onto her back clutching her forehead, Juliette grabs Erika’s ankles and leg drops her groin., she stands over her flexing her biceps. Erika sits up and head butts Juliette’s stomach. , Juliette staggers back, Erika jumps up and tackles Juliette to the floor.
Erika straddles Juliette’s waist and hammers away on her chest, Juliette rakes Erika’s eyes, shoves Erika onto her back and slaps her hard across the face. Juliette pulls Erika up by her hair and and whips her into the side of the pickup truck. Erika slumps against the truck, Juliette goes for a Big Boot, Erika catches her ankle and clotheslines Juliette to the floor.
Erika lowers the tailgate on the pickup, scoops Juliette up and body slams her onto the bed of the pickup. Erika climbs up and legdrops Juliette’s chest.
Juliette staggers to her feet, Erika goes for a superkick, Juliette ducks down and knees Erika’s groin. Juliette tucks Erika’s head between her knees and powerbombs her off the edge of the tailgate. Erika rolls onto her belly., Juliette dives of the tailgate and elbow drops Erika’s lower back, Erika screams in agony. Juliette presses her heel down on Erika’s lower back and pulls back on her arms.
Ref Leona asks if Erika wants to submit. Erika screams no and clenches her fists. Leona sighs and shakes her head. Juliette pulls Erika to her feet and slams her face into the grill of the semi-trailer cab., Erika flops onto her back, blood trickles down her forehead. Juliette laughs and climbs up onto the hood of the trailer cab and crouches down.
Erika staggers to her feet, Juliette jumps down and dropkicks Erika’s chest. Erika grunts and flops onto her back. Juliette kips up and stomps Erika’s right knee, pulls Erika upo and grabs her in a front facelock, Erika flails her torso and slips loose, she scoops up Juliette and body slams her to the floor, she goes for the cover.
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…..2….
….Juliette kicks out, Erika stands and clenches her fists. Juliette staggers to her feet. Erika whips Juliette, Juliette counters with a short arm clothesline, then nails Erika with a piledriver. Leona makes a fast count. 1….2…3.
Leona raises Juliette’s arm in victory. Juliette hugs her sister. Juliette grabs a bungee cord and binds Erika’s wrists behind her back, Juliette and Leona tak turns stomping Erika. Satisfied with their handiwork, Juliette and her sister unchain the door and head back to their dressing room.
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Shawnae Jebbia vs Victoria
Dressed in a blue bikini, Shawnae ran out to a huge ovation, she sprinted down the ramp carrying a microphone in her hand, she slides into the ring and rolls to her feet. “Hello, to all my wonderful fans, who came just to see me?” Shawnae cups her left ear as the deafening roar of the crowd echoes throughout the arena; she smiles and blows kisses to the crowd. “I don’t have a match tonight, but I promise to entertain you somehow. I-
Victoria’s music blares over the loudspeakers, the former WWE Diva walks out and licks her lips, she glares at Shawnae as she struts down the ramp, she rolls into the ring and stalks over to Shawnae.
“I didn’t call you out here, Victoria, so go back to-
Victoria snatches the mic out of Shawnae’s hand, Shawnae raises her hands and steps back. “as if I need your permission. I’m tired of women like you flaunting their bodies. This is a wrestling ring not a beauty pageant. Since you don’t have a match tonight, then face me.”
Shawnae glances nervously around the arena, the crowd chants her name.” Well, I-
Victoria grabs Shawnae by the shoulders and backs her into the corner. “What was that, I didn’t hear you.”
Shawnae freezes up, she stares wide eyed at Victoria.” I accept.”
“Good, I was afraid you’d chicken out.” Victoria turns to walk away, Shawnae lunges out of the corner and grabs Victoria by the shoulder.
“You don’t scare-
Victoria turns and bashes Shawnae across the forehead with the mic. Shawnae staggers back clutching her forehead. Ref Keelin Curnuck runs out and rolls into the ring, she calls for the bell.
Victoria whips Shawnae out of the corner and into the ropes, Shawnae bounces off the ropes, Victoria nails her with a running lariat, Shawnae flips into the air and slams down onto her back.. Victoria pulls Shawnae up by her hair; Shawnae clobbers Victoria’s stomach with her fists. Victoria staggers back, Shawnae shoves Victoria into the corner and knife-edge chops her chest.
Shawnae steps back and flexes her arms, she grins and kisses her right bicep, she grabs Victoria’s wrist. Victoria kicks Shawnae in the stomach, Shawnae grunts and doubles over. Victoria rams her knee into Shawnae’s chin. Shawnae flops onto her back, Victoria pulls Shawnae up by her hair and rakes her face across the top rope. Shawnae elbows Victoria’s chest.
Victoria staggers back, Shawnae elbows Victoria’s face. Victoria falls to her knees. Shawnae scoops Victoria up and rams her back against the turnbuckle. Victoria flops onto her stomach, Shawnae pulls Victoria up by her hair. Victoria rakes Shawnae’s eyes.
Shawnae staggers back rubbing her eyes. Victoria grabs Shawnae and nails her with the Widow’s peak. she makes the cover.
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…..2…..
…..3. Keelin raises Victoria’s arm in victory. Victoria yanks her arm free and scrams at Keelin to not touch her. Keelin gets in Victoria’s face telling her to back off. Victoria grabs Keelin by the hair, leads her over to the ropes, and ties Keelin’s hair to the middle rope in a knot. Keelin tugs at her hair, Victoria slams her heel down across the back of Keelin’s shoulders and kicks her ankle. Keelin drops to her knees.
Victoria squats beside Shawnae, sits her up and licks the side of her face. Kimiko Tanaka runs into the ring, grabs Victoria and whips her out of the ring. She goes to check on Shawnae. Victoria grabs a steel folding chair from ringside, slides back into the ring and bashes Kimiko across the back of her head, Kimiko grunts and falls on top of Shawnae.
Keelin unknots her hair from the ropes, she charges Victoria. Victoria swings around and nails Keelin across the stomach with the chair, she throws the chair down and DDT’s Keelin onto it Victoria cackles and rolls out of the ring, she walks backwards up the ramp rubbing her hands together.
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Jungle Grrrl vs Alundra Blayze
Jungle Grrrl raced down the hall in her bare feet, dressed in a leopard print loin cloth dress, she cartwheeled through the curtain and out onto the entrance stage to massive heat., she back flipped into the air and landed at the head of the ramp, she sprinted down the ramp clawing the air., she climbed into the ring and strutted besides the ropes growling.
Alundra ran out dressed in a white bikini, she ran down the ramp and slid into the ring, and she shoved past Ref Terri Gold and shouted in Jungle’s face. “When you first arrived I offered you my hand in friendship and you spat in my face. How dare you?”
Jungle Grrrl slapped Alundra’s face. “Don’t try to act tough with e. You’re in the jungle, now it’s time to bow down to the queen.”
Alundra gritted her teeth. Terri stepped in between them and shoved them back. “You’ll wait until I call for the bell.”
Alundra shook her finger. “I want this to be a No Holds Barred match.”
Jungle Grrrl nodded. “Fine with me. Now ring the bell.”
Terri called for the bell and retreated into the corner. Jungle and Alundra lock up in the center of the ring. Jungle pushes Alundra down to one knee, Alundra head butts Jungle’s abs. Jungle staggers back, Alundra whips Jungle into the ropes, on the rebound Alundra nails Jungle with the sidewalk slam.
Jungle sits up clutching her lower back; Alundra pulls Jungle up by her hair and slams her onto her back. Jungle rolls towards the apron and pulls herself up with the ropes.
Alundra grabs Jungle’s wrist, Jungle spins and nails Alundra across the jaw with her elbow, Alundra drops to her knees. Jungle slams her heel into Alundra’s chest knocking her onto her back. Jungle leg drops Alundra’s throat.
Alundra sits up clutching her throat. Jungle pulls Alundra up by her hair and whips her into the ropes, on the rebound Alundra drops onto her stomach and catches Jungle with a drop toe hold, Jungle trips and slams chin first onto the canvas, Jungle clutches her chin. Alundra lands an elbow drop to Jungle’s lower back; Jungle springs to her feet and rakes Alundra’s eyes. Alundra stumbles blindly around the ring. Jungle nails Alundra with the Jungle Driver and makes the cover.
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….2…
…..Alundra kicks out, Jungle rises and stomps Alundra’s stomach. Alundra gets to her knees and pummels Jungle’s abs. Jungle slaps Alundra across the jaw, she pulls Alundra up by her throat, Alundra bear hugs Jungle’s waist. Jungle flails her arms. Alundra suplexes Jungle to the canvas, Alundra grabs Jungle’s ankles and rolls her up in the Sharpshooter. Jungle screams and claws the canvas. Ref Terri asks if she wants to submit.
Jungle screams no, she flexes her legs free and staggers to her feet, Alundra knife0edge chops Jungle’s chest. Jungle staggers back into the ropes, Alundra lunges and spears Jungle through the ropes, sending them both crashing to the ringside floor. They get to their feet trading blows to the midsection. Jungle knees Alundra’s groin and whips her into the security barrier., Alundra flops onto her back.
Jungle scoops up Alundra and drops her across the apron, she climbs up and chokes Alundra’s throat with her foot. Alundra grabs Jungle’s ankle, Jungle stomps Alundra’s forehead and flips back into the ring, Alundra staggers to her feet, Jungle grabs Alundra’s waist, Alundra elbows Jungle’s chin, she grabs Jungle’s wrist and whips her into the corner, she unloads a series © Saradas hard stomps to Jungle’s abs. Jungle slumps down clutching her abs. Alundra pulls Jungle out of the corner and body slams her to the canvas, Alundra makes the cover.
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….2….
…..Jungle kicks out, much to Alundra’s dismay. Alundra grunts in frustration and pulls Jungle up by her wrists. Jungle knees Alundra’s groin, Alundra doubles over, Jungle nails Alundra with a sit-out power bomb, and Jungle makes the cover.
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….2….
….Alundra gets her shoulder up, Jungle growls and drags Alundra across the ring by her hair; she scoops Alundra up and lays her across the top turnbuckle, Jungle drives her fists in Alundra’s stomach. Alundra grunts and slides down onto the canvas. Jungle scoops Alundra up and presses her overhead. Jungle connects with a military press slam. Alundra rolls onto her side clutching her abs.
Jungle pulls Alundra up by her hair and nails her with another Jungle Driver, she makes the cover.
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….2….
….3. Terri raises Jungle Grrrl’s arm in victory. Jungle Grrrl crouches on the top rope and flexes her biceps. Alundra staggers to her feet, Jungle Grrrl jumps down onto the canvas and offers Alundra her hand, and Alundra returns the gesture. Jungle Grrrl turns to leave; Alundra nails her with a spinning heel kick. Jungle Grrrl lays spread-eagled on her back. Alundra stomps Jungle Grrrl’s chest and rolls out of the ring.
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Sunny vs Heidi Lee Morgan
Heidi paced the ring, dressed in a backless black leotard, blue spandex leggings and black leather boots. She glanced over at Ref Terri Gold and snorted, she flexed her arms, her biceps bulging with tick ropy veins.
Sunny walks out to a standing ovation, she strutted down the ramp dressed in her Bodydonnas outfit, a towel draped over her right shoulder. She climbed onto the apron and blew kisses to the crowd.
Heidi shoulder tackles Sunny across the chest knocking her off the apron. Sunny grunted as she flopped onto the ringside floor. Heidi slid out of the ring, grabbed the towel and wrapped it around Sunny’s throat choking her with it, she pulled Sunny up and tossed her onto the apron.
Sunny elbowed Heidi’s midsection, Heidi released the towel and staggered back, Sunny pulled herself up with the ropes and unwrapped the towel from around her throat. As Heidi rolled into the ring., Sunny grabbed her by the hair and pulled her up, she whipped Heidi into the ropes, on the rebound Sunny catches Heidi with a running clothesline.
Heidi rolled to her feet, they locked up in the center of the ring, Heidi pushed Sunny down onto one knee, pressed her heel against Sunny’s stomach and flipped her acros the ring. Sunny flopped onto her belly by the ropes and pulled herself up, Heidi ran up behind Sunny and bashed her across the back with her fists., she raked Sunny’s throat across the ropes and connected with a belly to back suplex into a bridging pin.
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…2….
….Sunny kicked out, she rolled onto her side rubbing her throat. Heidi pulled Sunny up by her hair and tossed her into the corner, hooked Sunny’s arms over the top rope and stomped her midsection. Sunny doubled over gasping for air. Heidi whipped Sunny into the opposite corner and charged at her.
Sunny dropped onto her belly and tripped Heidi with a Drop Toe Hold, Heidi fell face first, her forehead ricocheting off the top turnbuckle, she flopped onto her back. Sunny landed an elbow drop to Heidi’s chest., she pulled Heidi up by her hair and whipped her into the ropes, Sunny went for a back body drop, Heidi countered with a knee to Sunny’s forehead.
Sunny staggered back, Heidi grabbed Sunny’s throat and pushed her back into the ropes, she unloaded a series of knife-edge chops to Sunny’s chest. Sunny dropped onto her belly and rolled out of the ring and leaned against the security barrier. Heidi dives off the apron and catches Sunny with a Flying Cross Body Block. Heidi lifts Sunny over her head and gorilla press slams her across the top of the security barrier. Sunny fell into the front row, several fans scattered. Heidi leapt off the security barrier and elbow dropped Sunny’s lower back.
Heidi tossed Sunny back over the barrier, grabbed a steel folding chair and pulled Sunny up by her hair. Sunny elbowed Heidi’s chest. Heidi staggered back, Sunny grabbed for the chair. Heidi kicked Sunny’s groin and slammed the chair down across the back of her head. Sunny collapsed onto the ringside floor clutching her head.
Heidi pulled Sunny up by her hair and whipped her into the ring, she rolled in and stomped Sunny’s midsection. Heidi strutted around the ring flexing her arms, Sunny staggered groggily to her feet, she snuck up behind Heidi and kicked her between the legs. Heidi dropped to her knees, Sunny nailed Heidi with a reverse ddt and makes the cover.
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…2…
…Heidi kicks out, Sunny staggers to her feet, grabbed Heidi’s ankles and catapulted her halfway across the ring., Heidi flops onto her stomach, Sunny scooped up Heidi and body slams her to the canvas, she climbs up onto the top turnbuckle and went for an elbow drop, Heidi rolled out of the way, Sunny elbow strikes the canvas hard.
Heidi pulls Sunny up by her hair and whipped her into the ropes; on the rebound Heidi nails Suny with a spinning back fist to the jaw, Sunny flops onto her back. Heidi wraps her legs around Sunny’s throat, Sunny flails her arms, she slaps Heidi’s thigh repeatedly.
Terri raised Heidi’s arm in victory. Heidi yanked her arm free, she pulled Sunny up by her hair and piledrove her head onto the canvas. Terri grabbed Heidi’s shoulder; Heidi spun around and slammed her fist into Terri’s groin. Teri doubled over; Heidi connects with a standing leg drop acros the back of Terri’s neck. Terri flopped onto her stomach. Heid plants a foot on the back of Terri’s neck and flexes her arms, she rolls out of the ring and walks to the back.
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Sue Gafner vs Bronco Billie
Sue and Shawn Michaels walk out onto the entrance stage holding hands, Sue dressed in a black bikini with DX printed across the front of her top in green lettering, she passionately kissed Shawn and struts down the ramp, Shawn walks down and sits down between Kim and Jillian.
Shawn: Hello ladies.
Kim and Jillian: Hi, Shawn.
Shawn: It’s a pleasure to see you both tonight. Hope you’re doing well.
Jillian: Of course, whenever you’re around. Can you tell us what Sue has in store for her opponent?
Shawn: Nothing but pain, Sue told me that she wants to compete for gold, and tonight she’s going to prove herself worthy.
Jillian: I have no doubt. Billie is out of her league.
Sue struts past Ref Monica Brant and flexes her biceps; she walks into the corner and leans back.
Bronco Billie walks out to a huge ovation, dressed in her W.O.W outfit, she sprints down the ramp, as she slides into the ring , Sue grabs her and whips her into the ropes, Billie bounces off the ropes, Sue connects with a running clothesline knocking Billie off her feet, her Stetson hat flies off and lands on the ringside floor.
Billie rolls to her feet, Sue rushes her, Billie sidesteps and nails Sue across the back of her neck with an elbow smash. Sue grabs the top rope and drops to one knee. Billie grabs Sue in the sleeper hold. Sue counters with a hairmare takeover and tosses Billie to the ringside floor. Sue flexes her biceps and climbs out onto the apron.
Billie gets to her feet, Sue goes for a flying cross body, Billie dodges and kicks Sue in the stomach. Sue flops onto her belly grunting in pain. Billie pulls up Sue by her hair and whips her into the security barrier, Sue drops to her knees. Billie kicks Sue’s lower back. Sue leaps up and elbows Billie’s chest.
Billie staggers back, Sue grabs Billie in a side headlock and connects with a running Bulldog, Billie rolls onto her side. Sue stomps her chest, pulls her up and tosses her back into the ring. Sue rolls in and stands over Billie. Billie gets up, Sue whips Billie into the ropes, on the rebound Billie catches Sue with a dropkick to her right knee.
Sue stumbles back, Billie charges and tackles her to the canvas, she pulls Sue up and bodyslams her to the canvas. Sue sits up, Billie sits down behind Sue and scissors her waist. Sue groans and digs her fingernails into Billie’s calves. Billie releases Sue and stomps her upper back, Sue jumps up and rams her knee into Billie’s midsection.
Sue scoops Billie up and slams her down over her knee. “I’ve always loved this move, remember to scream real loud when I’ve got it right.” Sue presses down on Billie’s head and knees. Billie screams and flails her arms. “Louder please, I can’t hear you yet.”
Billie elbows Sue’s stomach, Sue shoves her down and stomps illie’s hip. Billie sweeps Sue’s ankles, knocking her off her feet. Billie kips up and pulls Sue up, Sue grabs Billie’s throat and lifts her into the air. Billie pleads and shakes her head. Sue grins and chokeslams Billie to the canvas. Sue brushes her hair out of her eyes and smirks.Billie staggers to her feet.
Billie slides between Sue’s legs, jumps up and knife-edge chops the back of Sue’s neck. Sue grunts and drops to her knees.
Jillian: Both ladies showing amazing skills, it could go either way.
Shawn: Sue’s just toying with her, soon she’s going to have Billie at her mercy.
Kim: Don’t count Billie out just yet, she’s got a lot of fight left in her.
Billie pulls Sue up and grabs her in an inverted facelock. Sue groans and flails her arms. Billie drops Sue onto the back of her head. Billie makes the cover.
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… Sue kicks out to Billie’s dismay, Billie pulls Sue up by her wrist and whips her into the corner. Sue slumps down in the corner hooking her arms around the middle rope. Billie charges and drives her knee into Sue’s chest. Sue grunts and pulls herself up. Billie goes for a shoulder tackle, Sue spins out of the corner, Billie’s shoulder slams against the ring post, she staggers back clutching her shoulder. Sue grabs her from behind and connects with the pumphandle slam.
Billie rolls onto her side clutching her shoulder in agony. Sue stomps her shoulder, scoops her up and connects with the Samoan Drop. Sue sits up and flexes her biceps, she blow Shawn a kiss, Shawn grins. Sue pulls Billie up and presses her throat against the top rope, Billie flails her arms. Sue drops Billie with a Russian Leg Sweep.
Billie lies sprawled out on her back Sue plants her foot on Billie’s chest and hits a crab pose.
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…3. Monica raises Sue’s arm in victory. Sue crotch chops Billie and pumps her fists. Shawn and Jillian jump up clapping fervently. Shawn rolls into the ring and kisses Sue on the lips, she runs her tongue over his gums. Shawn strokes Sue’s hair and rubs her shoulders.
Shawn: Good job, Babe, you make DX proud.
Sue blushes and runs her finger slowly down Shawn’s chest, they roll out of the ring and hold hands, Shawn swats Sue playfully on the rear and they disappear into the back.
Alexandra Asimaki walks out in a blue leotard and knee-high black leather boots, she walks up to Kim and shoves her out of her chair. Kim jumps up and grabs Alexandra by the shoulder straps. Alex slaps Kim, Kim fell back into her chair.
Alexandra: I want you in the ring, Kim. Once Heather and Sharon finish their match, it’s you and me. You best be prepared, or there’s going to be a bed in the infirmary reserved for you.
Kim: Fine. You’re on.
Jillian: We’ll be right back.
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Kim Chizevsky vs Jitka Harazimova
Kim walks out onto the entrance stage to a standing ovation, she blushes and waves to the fans, she sprints down the ramp, dressed in a tigerskin bikini, slides into the ring and blows kisses to the crowd.
Jillian: Big Kim isa beloved by the fans, she has such an energy and charisma that no one else can match.
Kim: Jitka is no slouch either, she’s got some power of her own.
Jitka struts out dressed in a green bikini, she stands at the head of the ramp and flexes her arms, Anja Schreiner follows close behind, dressed in a pink bikini, her hair pulled back in a ponytail. They strut down the ramp, Jitka rolls into the ring and slaps Kim, Kim slaps Jitka back. Anja paces the ring glaring at Kim.
Jitka: Challenging me was a mistake, Kimmy. Smart move to leave your belt in the back. I’ve got something in store for you, just you see.
Kim: Try it, I can take anything you dish out.
Kim clenches her fists, Ref Monica calls for the bell. Jitka and Kim grapple in a collar and elbow tieup, Kim pushes Jitka into the corner and slaps her chest. Jitka lunges and headbutts Kim’s belly, Kim staggers back. Jitka whips Kim into the ropes, on the rebound Jitka grabs Kim in a bearhug and thrashes her about wildly. Kim smacks Jitka across the jaw with her forearm.
Jitka staggers back, Kim lifts Jitka with a fireman’s carry and slams her onto the canvas. Jitka sits up, Kim pulls Jitka up, Jitka knees Kims belly, Kim doubles over, Jitka judo chops the back of Kim’s neck. Kim flops onto her belly, Jitka stomps Kim’s upper back.
Kim springs to her feet and backhands Jitka across the chest. Anjay shouts at Jitka to fight back. Jitka lunges and suckerpunches Kim in the gut, Kim doubles over gasping for air. Jitka grabs Kim’s throat and shoves her back into the corner, shge sits Kim on the top turnbuckle, climbs up onto the middle rope planting Kim’s forehead onto the canvas with a falling DDT. Jitka makes the cover.
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…… Kim kicks out, Jitka pulls her up by the hair, Kim scoops up Jitka and body slams her to the canvas. Kim flexes her beefy biceps. Jitka staggers to her feet and grabs Kim in a side headlock. Kim elbows Jitka’s ribs and shoves her into the ropes and nails her with the sidewalk slam. Kim pulls Jitka up and whips her into the ropes, on the rebound Jitka dropkicks Kim’s right knee, Kim drops to one knee.
Jitka slaps Kim’s face. Kim reels back grunting, she lunges spearing Jitka to the canvas, Kim pulls Jitka up and knees her belly repeatedly. Jitka doubles over. Kim nails Jitka with the pedigree, she rolls Jitka onto her back and makes the cover.
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….3. Monica raises Kim’s arm in victory, Kim pulls Jitka up and offers her hand. Anja rolls into the ring and sneaks up behind Kim, Jitka shakes Kim’s hand. Anja forearm smashes Kim across the back of her neck. Kim drops to her knees. Jitka knees Kim’s chin slamming her back onto the canvas. Anja plops down and scissors Kim’s neck.
Jitka grabs Kim’s ankles and leg drops her groin. Jitka flops down onto Kim’s belly and pummels her breasts, Kim groans in agony.
Lenda Murray storms the ring, she power slams Jitka out of the ring. Jitka crashes to the ringside floor. Anja springs up; Lenda nails Anja with the Samoan Drop. Anja rolls out of the ring and helps Jitka up. Lenda crouches beside Kim. Jitka and Anja flee through the crowd.
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Heather Policky vs Sharon Bruneau 2
Heather walks out onto the entrance stage to massive heat, dressed in a green bikini flexing her right arm, she kisses her right bicep and struts down the ramp and climbs into the ring, she walks over to the ref and stares up the cell hanging from the rafters.
Sharon walks out to massive fanfare dressed in a purple leotard, she runs to the ring high-fiving and shaking hands with her fans, she slides into the ring and walks up to Heather and shouts at her. “You beat me last time, now it’s my turn to kick your ass.”
Heather grins as she rubs her chin, she wags her finger in Sharon’s face. “Don’t count on it, you’re not good enough to beat me.” Heather puffs out her chest and sneers.
Both women look as as the cell descends over the ring. Ref Monica calls for the bell. Heather and Sharon grapple in a collar and elbow tie-up. Heather chuckles as she pushes Sharon down onto her knees. Sharon’s legs tremble as she pushes herself back up onto her feet. Heather snarls and knees Sharon’s midsection, Sharon grunts and doubles over. Heather scoops her up and rams her back first into the turnbuckle.
Sharon drops onto her stomach, she pulls herself back up with the aid of the ropes. Heather kicks the back of her left knee. Sharon pushes herself up and elbows Heather’s chest, she drives her into the corner with a series of knife-edge chops to the chest. Heather hooks her arms over the top rope. Sharon connects with a handspring elbow to Heather’s chest.
Heather lurches out of the corner, Sharon grabs Heather by the hair and slams her face against the turnbuckle. Heather rolls out of the ring clutching her face. Sharon dicves off the top rope, Heather catches her in mid-air and rams her back into the cell wall. Sharon rolls onto her side clutching her back.
Heather pulls Sharon up by her hair and goes to whip her, Sharon counters and whips Heather face first into the cell wall, Heather flops onto her back. Sharon stomps Heather’s stomach, she pulls Heather up and tosses her onto the apron, Heather sits up and staggers to her feet.
Sharon climbs onto the apron, grabs the back of Heather’s head and presses her throat against the top rope. Heather elbows Sharon’s belly, Heather hiptosses Sharon into the ring and stomps her head. Sharon jumps up and slaps Heather across the face. Heather connects with a spinning back fist to Sharon’s jaws, Sharon staggers back and bounces off the ropes, Heather slams Sharon down with a belly to belly suplex.
Heather straddles Sharon’s back and grabs her in a camel clutch, Sharon screams as Heather jerks back on her chin. Sharon clenches her fists. Ref Monica asks Sharon if she wishes to submit. Sharon screams no, she gets to her feet, Heather lets go and shoves her into the ropes., Sharon connects with the sidewalk slam. Sharon sits up and slaps Heather’s belly.
Sharon pulls Heather up by her hair, Heather knees Sharon’s groin, lifts Sharon up onto her shoulders and power bombs her down onto the ringside floor. Heather paces the apron, Sharon staggers to her feet, Heather leaps off the apron and nails Sharon across the forehead with the ax handle smash. Sharon flops onto her back. Heather pulls Sharon up and rams her head-first into the cell door, the door creaks open.
Sharon staggers out and climbs to the top of the cell, Heather chasing after her. Sharon leans down grabbing Heather by the hair and pulls her up onto the cell roof. Heather growls and head-butts Sharon’s chest. They trade several body shots atop the cell; Heather drives Sharon back towards the edge of the roof with a series of heavy chops to the chest. Sharon rakes Heather’s eyes, grabs Heather in the Rock Bottom and hurls them off the cell, sending them both crashing down onto and through the announcer’s table.
Sharon staggers to her feet, she pulls Heather from the wreckage and toses her against the cell. Heather staggers to her feet clutching her back. Sharon fireman carry’s Heather back into the cell and into the ring and makes the cover.
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…. Heather kicks out, Sharon sits up and holds three fingers in Monica’s face, she pulls Heather up by her hair and whips her into the ropes, Heather rebounds and dropkicks Sharon in the chest, Sharon staggers back into the ropes, as she goes to grab the top rope she slips and her arms get twisted up in the ropes. Heather chuckles and walks over to Sharon and slaps her chest. Sharon tugs desperately on her arms. Heather delivers several hard knees to Sharon’s belly.
Sharon screams in agony as Heather delivers a dropkick to her right hand. Sharon untangles her arms and flops onto her stomach. Heather pulls Sharon up, Sharon counters with a kick to the midsection and nails Heather with the Stone Cold Stunner, she makes the cover.
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…. Heather barely kicks out, Sharon sits up and wipes sweat from her brows, she pulls Heather up and nails her with a sitout power bomb.
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…..3. Monica raises Sharon’s arm in victory. Sharon stands up and flexes her biceps as the cell is raised up, she bows to the frenzy driven crowd.
Amanda Dunbar storms the ring, grabs an exhausted Sharon from behind with the Russian Leg Sweep. Heather gets up screaming in rage, she stomps Sharon’s chest, Amanda joins in. They lift Sharon up by her wrists and ankles and heave her out of the ring. Heather rolls out of the ring and hammers away on an unconscious Sharon’s back. Amanda grabs Sharon’s right arm and twists it behind her back. Security storms the ring area. Heather and Amanda flee through the crowd.
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Alexandra Asimaki vs Kim Lyons
Jillian: Our next match features our very own Kim Lyons, get in there and don’t embarrass yourself too much.
Kim: (rubs her hands) I can do this.
Kim climbs into the ring, she strips off her sleeveless red dres shirt and blouse and flexes in a red bikini. Ref Monica pats her on the back.
Alex walks out dressed in a blue leotard with Elisa Casanova at her side, they strut down the ramp, Alex rolls into the ring. Elisa sits down beside Jillian.
Jillian: Welcome Elisa, it’s great to have you here.
Elisa: (nods) Thanks Jillian, it’s my pleasure. My friend is going to make short work of Kim.
Jillian: No doubt.
Alex and Kim stare each other down in the center of the ring. Alex shoves Kim, Kim shoves back. Alex grabs Kim and whips her into the ropes, Alex charges, Kim leap frogs over her, and bounces off the ropes and nails Alex from behind with a running clothesline.
Alex staggers to her feet, Kim chop blocks the back of Alex’s left knee, Kim pulls Alex back up, Alex knees Kim’s belly and body slams her to the canvas, she straddles Kim’s waist as she clobbers her chest. Kim shoves Alex off and staggers to her feet. Alex grabs Kim by the hair and tosses her into the corner, she chokes Kim’s throat with her boot as she holds onto the top rope.
Kim flails her arms, Alex pulls her foot away and knees Kim’s stomach. Kim doubles over, Alex scoops Kim up and slams her to the canvas. Kim sits up, she staggers to her feet, Alex grabs her wrist, Kim counters with a short arm clothesline, knocking Alex onto her back. Kim scissors Alex’s neck. Alex flails her arms.
Elisa gets up from the table, she climbs onto the apron and shouts at Kim. Kim releases Alex, she walks over and shouts back at Elisa. Kim goes to slap Elisa, Elisa grabs her wrist. Alex charges Kim, Kim drops down, Alex barrels into Elisa sending her flying of the canvas and crashing down hard onto the thinly padded ringside floor. Alex screams in frustration, she turns and is greeted with a kick to the ribs. Kim plants Alex’s head with a double arm ddt, she rolls Alex onto her back and makes the cover.
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…. Alex kicks out, Kim pulls her up by the hair, Alex low blows Kim between her legs and shoves her down. Alex stomps Kim’s belly. Kim rolls out of the ring and leans against the apron. Alex charges, Kim pulls her out of the ring by her ankles and clobbers her midsection with her elbows. Alex wraps her legs around Kim’s waist. Kim rakes Alex’s thigh, she jerks her off the apron and slams her to the ringside floor.
Kim pulls Alex up by her hair and and slams her face onto the ring steps. Alex writhes on the floor clutching her nose. Kim bends down and screams in her face. “You wanted this match, so you’ve no one to blame when you-
Elisa grabs Kim from behind and hiptosses her against the ring post. Kim flops onto her belly. Elisa picks up the ring steps, she stands over Kim, laughing. Kim scrambles to her feet. Elisa backs up and hurls the steps at Kim, Kim ducks behind the ring post, the steps bounce off and fall to the floor. Kim charges and tackles Elisa to the floor repeatedly slapping her face.
Alex staggers to her feet, she pulls Kim up by her hair and tosses her back into the ring, she climbs up onto the apron, Kim shoulder tackles Alex through the ropes and vertical suplexes her back into the ring. Kim dives off the top turnbuckle and leg drops Alex’s throat. Kim makes the cover.
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….3. Monica raises Kim’s arm in victory. Kim jumps up screaming with joy. Elisa rolls into the ring and stares Kim down, she offers Kim her hand and Kim shakes it. “My friend seems to have underestimated you – this time.” Elisa tosses Alex over her right shoulder and carries her to the back. Kim rolls out of the ring and takes her seat beside Jillian.
Jillian: (pats Kim on the back) Nice job, Kim.
Kim: Thanks.
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Laura Creavalle vs Dale Tomita 2
Backstage. Sarah Hayes stands in between Laura and Denise Rutkowski. “Hello, Laura. Do you have a specific strategy against Dale tonight.
Laura giggles. “I need no strategy against her. Once I hit her a couple times, she’ll flod like a house of cards. She should consider it an honor to kiss my ass. Dale, your insurance premiums better be paid up, cause you’ll be filing a claim when I’m done with you.” Laura walks off down the hal, Denise following close behind.
Sarah smiles at the camera. “Back to you, Jillian and Kim.”
Ringside.
Jillian: Dale is in for a tough fight. She’ll need to keep her eye on Denise as well.
Kim: She’s definitely at an unfair advantage, I hope she brings back-up.
Laura and Denise walk out to massive heat, they strut down the ramp dressed in matching cow print leotards, they roll into the ring and stand beside Ref Monica Brant.
Dale walks out dressed in a purple bikini, her hair slicked back, Cameo Kneuer walks beside her, limping from her match with her sister, they walk down the ramp and roll into the ring. Cameo points at Denise’s waist. “That Fitness Divas Title belongs to me.”
Denise chuckles. “Then come and get it.” Denise clenches her fist and shakes it at Cameo.
Cameo steps back. “Some other time.”
Dale struts up to Laura and shoves her back. Laura slaps Dale across the jaw, Dale staggers back. Monica steps between them and calls for the bell. Cameo and Denise roll out of the ring.
Laura grabs Dale in a side headlock and squeezes her throat tightly, Dale flails her arms gasping for air. Laura nails Dale with a running bulldog. Denise slides a seel folding chair into the ring, Laura grabs the chair and whacks Dale across the lower back as she rises to her feet. Dale grunts and drops to one knee. Laura guillotine’s Dale’s throat across the top of the chair, she unfolds the chair and sits down, grabs Dale by the waist and pulls Dale onto her lap, She wraps her legs around Dale’s torso and arms around her throat. Dale flails her arms. Laura tightens her grip.
Dale plants her heels on the canvas and pushes back, the chair topples over, Dale slips free and stomps the back of Laura’s head. Laura rolls to her feet and jabs Dale in the midsection. Dale doubles over. Laura slams the chair down across Dale’s upper back, Dale flops onto her stomach, Laura lays the chair across the back of Dale’s head and stomps it. Dale grunts and clutches her head.
Laura scoops Dale up and body slams her onto the chair. Dale rolls onto her side clutching her lower back. Laura pulls Dale up by her hair and ddt’s her head onto the chair, she makes the cover.
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….3. Laura jumps up pumping her fists, Dale staggers to her feet.
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Second Fall- Submission
Dale staggers out of the corner and to the center of the ring. Laura walks over and laughs in Dale’s face. “You’re down by one, little one, try and keep up this time.”
Dale snorts. “Better keep up with me, because I’m taking this fall.”
Laura and Dale lock up, Dale knees Laura’s midsection, she whips her into the ropes and nails her with a dropkick to the chest on the rebound. Laura flops onto her back.
Denise walks around the ring stopping a few feet of Cameo. “You want this.” Denise slaps the title hanging around her waist.
Cameo steps back waving her hands. “I’ll come and get it when I’m ready.” Cameo shouts, her heart pounding. Denise smirks.
Dale nails Laura with the Samoan Drop, she pulls Laura up by her hair and body slams her to the canvas. Laura kips up, Dale locks her in a sleeper hold, Laura flails her arms.
Denise pounds her fists on the apron. “Fight back, Laura.”
Laura elbows Dale’s ribs, Dale shoves Laura onto her back, Laura sweeps Dale’s ankles, Dale flops onto her back. Laura kips up and stomps Dale’s chest, Dale grabs Laura’s left leg, pulls her down to the canvas and grabs her in the ankle lock. Laura pounds her fists on the canvas.
Cameo cheers Dale on, Denise grabs Cameo in a rear waist lock and shakes her violently. Cameo’s head and arms droop. Denise lays Cameo on the floor and spits in her face. Dale slides out the ring and tackles Denise to the floor.
Laura grabs Dale from behind and slams her forehead across the apron, she rolls Dale back into the ring and climbs up onto the apron. Dale knees Laura’s groin through the ropes and vertical suplexes her back into the ring.
Dale grabs Laura’s ankles and places her in the figure-4-leglock. Laura flails her arms. Dale arches her hips higher. Laura cries out and slaps her palms on the apron repeatedly.
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Third Fall- First Blood.
Laura and Dale stagger out of their corners, they trade body shots in the center of the ring. Laura knife-edge chops Dale’s throat. Dale staggers back. Laura whips Dale into the corner, Dale slumps down and hooks her arms over the top rope. Laura head-butts Dale’s belly. Dale grunts and slumps down further, butt resting on the middle turnbuckle.
“I hope you enjoyed your little victory, because I’m taking back control.” Laura knees Dale’s groin. Dale grunts and grinds her teeth against the pain. Laura unleashes a series of heavy slaps to Dale’s chest. Dale groans in agony, Laura scoops Dale up and body slams her to the canvas, she scissors Dale’s throat.
Cameo leans against the apron clutching her side. Denise walks up beside Cameo and throws up her fists. Cameo flinches. Denise slugs Cameo’s tricep twice. “Two for flinching.”
Cameo slaps Denise across the jaw, Denise tosses Cameo over her shoulder and rams her back against the security barrier. Cameo flops down into the front row. Denise flexes her cannonball biceps.
Dale staggers to her feet clutching her throat, Laura rushes Dale, Dale drops onto her stomach and Trips Laura with a Drop Toe Hold, Laura flips over the ropes and crashes to the ringside floor. Denise helsp Laura to her feet, Dale baseball slides across the apron, slamming her heels into both women’s chin, they fall back against the security barrier. Dale rools out of the ring, pulls Laura up and whips her back into the ring. Denise forearm smashes the back of Dale’s neck and tosses her back into the ring.
Laura pulls Dale up by her hair and slams her face against the top turnbuckle. Dale flops onto her back. Laura rips the padding from over the top turnbuckle and tosses it to the floor. Laura grabs Dale by the ankles and catapults her face first against the top turnbuckle, Dale’s face slams against the exposed metal. Dale collapses onto her stomach, blood trickling down her forehead.
Monica sees the blood on Dale’s face and raises Laura’s hand in victory. Denise rolls into the ring and hugs Laura. Cameo rolls in and crouches beside Dale. Denise pulls Cameo up by her hair and head-butts her forehead and tosses her to the canvas. Laura and Denise toss Dale into the corner. Laura rubs her butt in Dale’s face. Laura gestures to Cameo. Denise tosses Cameo into the corner beside Dale. Laura rubs her crotch in Cameo’s face.
Rachel Mclish ruses to the ring, she tackles Denise, charges Laura and nails her with a dropkick to the chest, Laura crashes to the ringside floor. Rachel whips Denise into the ropes, Denise nails Rachel with a flying clothesline on the rebound. Denise scoops up Rachel and powerbombs her to the canvas, she rolls out of the ring, helps Laura to her feet and leads her to the back.
Rachel gets to her feet clutching her lower back. Mankind walks out onto the entrance stage and glares at Rachel.
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Rachel Mclish vs Mankind
Mankind slowly shuffled down the ramp. Rachel clenched her fists. Dale and Cameo crawled out of the ring and collapsed onto the ringside floor. Mankind climbed onto the apron, Rachel backed up, teeth gritted.
Mankind grinned as he stepped through the ropes. “Well, since we’re both here, we can get things started.”
Rachel nodded. “Come on freak, I’m ready for you.”
Monica calls for the bell. Rachel grabs Mankind in a side headlock, he elbows Rachel’s stomach, she staggers back into the ropes, he rushes and grabs Rachel’s wrist and whips her into the opposite set of ropes, on the rebound Rachel lands a dropkick to Mankind’s left knee, he drops to one knee. Rachel nails Mankind across the jaw with a spinning back fist, knocking him onto his back, she makes the cover.
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…. Mankind kicks out, Rachel pulls him up by his wrists and whips him into the corner, she charges, he spins out of the corner and shoves her face first into the turnbuckle, he catches her with a Russian leg sweep. Rachel staggers to her feet, Mankind goes for the mandible claw, Rachel ducks and knees him in the stomach and plants him with a Double Arm DDt, she stands up and stomps his lower back.
Mankind rolls to his feet, Rachel bounces off the ropes, he grabs Rachel and power slams her to the canvas and makes the cover.
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…. Rachel kicks out, Mankind pulls her up by her hair leads her over to the ropes and rakes her eyes across the top rope. Rachel elbows his chest, he staggers back, Rachel lands a knife0-edge chop to his throat, he driops to his knees.
Jillian: Neither competitor is giving the other much time to rest, they’re not holding anything back.
Kim: Shall we say they’re fighting unrestrained.
Jillian: (sighs) Cute, Kim.
Rachel lifts Mankind up in a vertical suplex and drops him down onto his stomach, she rolls him onto his back, Mankind sits up and grabs Rachel by the throat, he stands up and shoves her back into the corner and knees her stomach, she doubles over, he shoves her head between his knees and lifts her onto his shoulder, Rachel counters with a Hurricanrana pin.
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…. Mankind kicks out, Rachel kips up and elbow drops Mankind’s chest, she pulls him up by his wrists and whips him into the ropes, on the rebound he grabs her from behind in a sleeperhold. Rachel flails her arms, she elbows his ribs. Mankind slams Rachel onto her back, she sweeps his ankles knocking him off his feet, she gets up and stomps his chest. Mankind sits up and head butts her stomach, Rachel staggers back, he goes for a clothesline, Rachel ducks under his arm and knife-edge chops the back of his neck. Mankind drops to his knees, Rachel bounces off the ropes and dropkicks his upper back, he flops onto his stomach, Rachel goes for an elbow drop from the top turnbuckle, Mankind rolls out of the way as Rachel’s elbow slams against the canvas. Rachel sits up groaning and clutching her elbow.
Mankind scoops up Rachel and body slams her to the canvas, he pulls her up by her hair and whips her into the ropes and nails her with a running clothesline, he backs away shoves his hand down the front of his pants and pulls out Mr. Socko, he slips the sock over his right hand and circles Rachel.
Rachel staggers to her feet, Mankind charges and locks on the Mandible Claw, Rachel flails her arms, Mankind lowers her onto her back, her arms droop, after a several seconds she passes out. Monica calls for the bell, she raises Mankind’s arm in victory, he pulls his fingers out of Rachel’s mouth, he cradles her in his arms and strokes her hair. “Have a Nice Day, Rachel.” Mankind rolls out of the ring, Dale and Cameo roll into the ring and help Rachel up and lead her back to her dressing room.
Backstage
Cory and Hogan watch the monitor, she grins evilly. “I knew Mankind would get the job done, good idea hiring him, Hogan baby.” Cory kisses Hogan’s cheek.
Hogan chuckles. “Anything for you, Cory honey. Whatever you want, you get.
Cory sneers. “This is only the beginning, Rachel, I’m going to have you begging for mercy.
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Summer Sanders vs Bridgett Riley
Ringside
Jillian: What an intense match we just witnessed between Rachel and Mankind. Rachel fought valiantly but was unable to overcome Mankind’s mandible claw.
Kim: Kudos to Rachel for facing Mankind, even though she took that power bomb from denise Rutkowski prior to the match.
Jillian: Our next match features two legends of their respective sports. Sarah Hayes is standing by with Summer and Bridgett.
Backstage
Sarah stands between Summer and Bridgett, Summer is dressed in a blue swimsuit, Bridgett in a black sports bra and boxing trunks.
Sarah: Summer, are you sure you should be taking Bridgett so lightly, she is a champion boxer after all.
Summer: (tussles her hair) Bridgett is just a stepping stone to greater things in my wrestling career. No one will doubt me after I get the pinfall over her.
Bridgett: (snorts) Yeah right, one hit is all it’s going to take to level you. (shoves Summer).
Summer staggers and flops onto her back, Bridgett plants a foot on Summer’s belly. “There’s no way you’re beating me in the ring.” Bridgett storms down the hall towards the ring area. Summer stands and brushes her hair, she takes off down the hall chasing after Bridgett.
Ringside
Jillian: These two can’t wait to get started. It’s anybody’s guess who’s going to win this fight.
Kim: Summer can throw down with the best of them. I can picture her wearing gold around her waist, she’s wore it around her neck before.
Jillian: True, but Bridgett knows how to use her hands to maim. Summer is going to have to stay in motion.
Kim: Agreed.
Bridgett walks out onto the entrance stage shadowboxing the air as she sprints down the ramp, she slides into the ring and heads into the southwest corner.
Summer jogs out onto the stage, she waves and blows kisses to the crowd as she runs down the ramp and rolls into the ring; she shakes her clenched fists at Bridgett.
Bridgett sighs and shakes her head. “By the time I’m finished with you, no one will recognize you.” Monica calls for the bell. Bridgett raises her fists and shuffles over to Summer. Summer charges, Bridgett nails Summer’s belly with a hard jab with her right fist. Summer grunts and doubles over. Bridgett upper cuts Summer’s chin. Summer collapses onto her back.
Bridgett steps back with her hands on her hips. “get up, I’m not done with you yet.”
Summer staggers to her feet, she charges and knees Bridgett’s midsection, Bridgett doubles over. Summer lands a forearm smash to the back of Bridgett’s neck. Bridgett flops onto her belly, she staggers to her feet, they lock up in the center of the ring, Summer bends Bridgett over backwards, her shoulders nearly grazing the canvas. Bridgett’s biceps bulge as she pushes herself back into a standing position, she pushes Summer back into the corner.
Bridgett head butts Summer’s stomach. Summer grunts and doubles over. Bridgett nails Summer with a left hook to the chin. Summer slumps down in the corner. Bridgett mounts the middle rope and pummels Summer’s chest and forehead with a machine gun flurry of jabs. Bridgett jumps down; Summer pitches forward and flops onto her belly.
Bridgett straddles Summer’s back and grabs her in a camel clutch. Summer screams and flails her hands. Bridgett tugs back on the corners of summer’s mouth. Summer cries out her submission. Monica calls for the bell and raises Bridgett’s arm in victory. Bridgett continues to lock on the hold. Monica orders her to break, Bridgett shakes her head. Monica yanks Bridgett by her hair. Bridgett nails Monica with a European upper cut to the chin. Monica sinks to her knees.
Dara Torres and Rebecca Soni storm the ring, Bridgett karate chops Rebecca across the throat. Dara nails Bridgett with a running clothesline. Bridgett flops onto her back. Dara pulls Summer to her feet and leads her out of the ring. Rebecca follows close behind rubbing her throat.
Backstage
Jill Mills and Becca Swanson clobber Dara and Rebecca in the hall, Summer staggers away. Becca body slams Rebecca through a catering table. Jill nails Dara with a Big boot to the chin. Dara collapses to the floor. Jill and Becca high-five and chase after the fleeing Summer.
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Diamond vs Gold 2
Wendy Lindquist turned the corner leading to Diamond’s dressing. As she passed by the supply closet, the door creaked open. Gold, Venom and Steel rushed out and grabbed Wendy by the arms and held her back against the wall. “Let me go, I –
Gold kneed Wendy’s groin, she cupped Wendy’s chin in her hand. “Listen well, you’re going to help us take down your friend Diamond, refuse and I’ll tell my girls here to use you as a punching bag. So choose wisely.”
Wendy gritted her teeth. “I don’t betray my friends; find someone else to help you.”
Gold shrugged. “Fine. Steel, she’s all yours.”
Steel kneed Wendy’s groin, Wendy grunted and doubled over. Steel ripped off the sleeves of Wendy pink dress shirt, she unbuttoned Wendy’s shirt exposing her blue silk bra, Steel pummeled on Wendy’s breasts. Wendy slumped to one knee. Venom laid Wendy face down over Steel’s knee, Steel pulled down the back of Wendy’s black dress pants and spanked her bottom. Wendy flailed her arms.
Gold crouched beside Wendy and grabbed her by the chin so that they were looking each other in the eyes. “Take some time to reconsider my offer. Put her down, Steel.”
Steel shoved Wendy to the floor, they walked towards the ring area. Wendy pulled up her pants and knocked on Diamond’s door.
Ringside
Jillian: Looks like Gold is trying to turn Wendy on her friends, and it simply won’t work.
Kim: Wendy is too loyal for that.
Jillian: I doubt Gold really needs Wendy’s help, she’s quite a formidable fighter. Not to mention this is for the Queen of Wrestling Title belt.
Kim: Let’s hope Diamond approaches this match cautiously; any mistake could cost her the title. She needs to stay focused.
Gold, venom and Steel walk out to massive heat, they strut down the ramp, Venom and Steel walk around the ring and stand in front of the announcer’s table. Gold slides into the ring, she stands up flexing her massive ripped arms.
Diamond walked out to massive fanfare, the Queen of Wrestling Title strapped around her waist, Wendy followed close behind. Diamond climbed onto the apron and blew kisses to the crowd.
Gold crossed her arms and chuckled. “Say goodbye to that belt cause it’s leaving with me.”
Diamond climbs into the ring, she hands the title to Ref Monica Brant. Monica holds the title up and hands it off to the timekeeper and calls for the bell. Diamond rushes at Gold, Gold lunges and spears Diamond to the canvas. Gold pulls Diamond up by her hair and snap mares her to the canvas. Diamond rolls to her feet, she bounces off the ropes and nails Gold with a hard knee to the stomach. Gold staggers back, Diamond drops Gold with a one-handed bulldog.
Gold rolls to her feet, Diamond rushes her, Gold slugs Diamond in the chest, Diamond staggers back into the ropes, Venom grabs Diamond’s ankles through the ropes tripping her, Diamond flops onto her stomach.
Wendy runs around ringside and chases Venom. Steel grabs Wendy by the hair from behind and slam her forehead against the ring apron. Wendy drops to one knee.
Diamond and Gold lock up in the center of the ring, biceps bulging as they struggle to force the other to their knees. Gold grins and pushes Diamond down onto one knee. Diamond grits her teeth, she grunts as Gold smacks her across the chin with her knee. Diamond’s head snaps back and she flops onto her back. Gold stomps her belly.
Diamond sits up clutching her chin, Gold pulls diamond up by her hair and tosses her into the corner, she hooks Diamond’s arm over the top rope and unloads a seies of knife-edge chops to Diamond’s chest. Diamond doubles over. Gold drives her fist into Diamond’s midsection, she grabs Diamond by the waist and suplexes her to the canvas, and she goes for the cover.
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…Diamond kicks out, Gold pulls Diamond up by her hair and rakes her throat across the top rope. Monica shouts at Gold to release her. As Gold argues with Monica, Steel climbs onto the apron and guillotines Diamond’s throat against the top rope. Diamond flops onto her back, Wendy tackles Steel into the security barrier.
Gold pulls Diamond up by her hair and whips her into the ropes, on the rebound they knock each other down with a running clothesline at the same time. Diamond gets up first, she stomps Gold’s belly. Gold rolls to her feet, she charges Diamond and spears her through the ropes, sending them both crashing to the ringside floor. As they get to their feet, Steel jumps onto the apron and shouts at Monica, Gold uses the distraction and sprays hairspray in Diamond’s eyes. Diamond staggers around ringside blindly rubbing her eyes and screaming. Gold plants Diamond with a reverse ddt, she tosses Diamond back into the ring anhd makes the cover. Steel leaps off the apron.
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….Diamond kicks out, gold growls and slams her fists down on Diamond’s belly, she pulls diamond up by her hair. Eyes still stinging, Diamond backhands Gold across the jaw. Gold staggers back, Diamond with a forearm smash to Gold’s chest. Gold staggers back into the corner. Diamond connects with a Big Boot to Gold’s chin. Gold staggers out of the corner and doubles over. Diamond nails Gold with a running bulldog, she makes the cover.
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….Gold kicks out much to Diamond’s shock, Diamond pulls Gold up by her wrist and whips her into the ropes, on the rebound Gold catches Diamond with a drop kick to the chest. Gold scoops up Diamond and rams her back against the top turnbuckle. Diamond flops onto her belly. Gold straddles Diamond’s back and grabs her in a camel clutch.
Diamond screams as Gold tug back on her head, Monica asks diamond if she’s ready to submit. Diamond screams no and clenches her fist., Gold releases Diamond and rakes her face across the canvas., she pulls Diamond up by her hair. Diamond forearm smashes Gold throat, Gold staggers back gasping for air. Diamond knees Gold’s midsection, Gold drops to one knee. Diamond pulls Gold’s arms behind her back and presses her heel down on the back of gold’s neck.
Gold screams and clenches her fists, she pulls her arms free and staggers to her feet. Diamond bear hugs Gold, Gold repeatedly slaps diamond’s ears. Diamond shakes Gold like a ragdoll, Gold slaps her ears again. Diamond slams Gold to the canvas, she flops down and scissors Gold’s neck. Gold rakes Diamond’s thigh. Diamond winces and releases Gold, both women stagger to their feet trading blows to the torso., Gold rakes Diamond’s eyes. Diamond staggers back rubbing her eyes. Gold knees Diamond’s groin. Diamond drops to one knee.
Steel hands Wendy the can of hairspray. “You know what to do.”
Wendy rolls into the ring, she walks up to Diamond, she raises the can of hairspray, the sides of her mouth twitching. Gold pats her on the back. “you’re doing the right thing.”
“Damn right I am.” Wendy spins around and sprays Gold in the eyes, Gold staggers back screaming and rubbing her eyes. Steel and Venom tackle Wendy and drag her out of the ring, Venom pulls Wendy’s arms behind her back as Steel pummels her torso. They scoop up Wendy and ram her into the security barrier. While that’s happening outside the ring, Diamond power bombs Gold in the center of the ring.
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…Gold kicks out, Diamond screams in frustration, she pulls Gold up by her hair and sets her up for the Diamond cutter, Gold counters with a falling Ddt, she lifts Diamond up and nails her with the Diamond Cutter.
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….3. Monica raises the rising Gold’s arm in victory, Gold pumps her fists, Monica retrieves the Queen of Wrestling Title and hands it to Gold. Gold kisses the belt and straps it around her waist. Steel and Venom roll into the ring and hug Gold, they lift her up on her shoulders and parade her around the ring. Wendy crouches beside Diamond.
Gold, Venom and Steel grab Wendy and sit her down in the corner, Gold rubs her butt in Wendy’s face. Steel rubs her crotch in Wendy’s face. Venom rips off Wendy’s shirt and unhooks the front of Wendy’s bra exposing her breasts. Steel fondles Wendy’s breast.
Diamond staggers to her feet, Steel and Venom grab Diamond and shoves her face between Wendy’s breast. Gold crouches beside Diamond. “I told you I’d walk out of here as champion.” Gold rips off Diamond’s outfit and stuffs it into her mouth. Gold and her lackeys roll out of the ring and head to the back.
Jillian: What an intense match. Congrats to Gold for taking home the gold.
Kim: Can someone attend to Wendy and Diamond. Let’s go to the back where Sarah Hayes is standing by with Kristen Graham.
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Cory Everson vs Hulk Hogan 3
Cory walked out onto the stage to a huge ovation dressed in a pink bikini, she stopped at the foot of the ramp to pose for pictures with her fans, she rolled into the ring and flexed her massive vein covered arms, cameras flashed throughout the arena. Cory bowed to the crowd, she gestured for a microphone. “I'd like to thank all my adoring fans for coming to see me tonight. Without your support, I'd not be the person I am today.”
The crowd erupts into thunderous applause, Cory smiled and waited until the crowd fell silent, she locked her hands over her head and playfully wiggled her hips whipping the crowd into a frenzy. Cory walked over to the northeast corner of the ring, she mounted the top turnbuckle and hit a most muscular pose, she hops down and struts around the ring hitting several muscle poses. Cory stops in the center of the ring and blows kisses to the crowd. “I'm not scheduled for a match tonight but I want to entertain you in some way.”
The crowd starts chanting Cory Rules over and over. Cory raises up her right hand, the crowd fell silent. “You're the best crowd I've -
Cory falls silent as Hulk Hogan walks out onto the stage as his theme blares over the loudspeakers. Hogan stops at the foot of the ramp and hits his signature pose. “Cory, the last time we stepped into this ring you bested me. But now I've come to challenge you again. Will you accept?”
Cory looks to the crowd, they continue to chant her name. Cory walks over to the ropes and looks down at Hogan. “What kind of match?”
Hogan smirks and climbs onto the apron, they lock eyes. “Hardcore Falls Count Anywhere.”
Cory chews on her lower lip, she remembered the last time they had fought, it hadn't been an easy victory but she wasn't a woman who ducked fights. Cory leaned in close to Hogan's face and grinned. “I accept.”
Hogan climbs into the ring, they move into the center of the ring as referee Monica Brant runs out and joins them. Cory crouches down and holds her hands out in front of her chest, she grins. “Ready for another humiliating defeat.”
Hogan chuckles. “You wish.”
Monica signals for the starting bell. Cory and Hogan lock hands, arms bulging as they struggle to force the other to their knees. Cory gasps as her right knee touches the canvas, with a rush of adrenaline Cory pushes herself back onto both feet. Hogan grits his teeth as Cory forces him down onto both knees. Cory grabs Hogan in a side headlock pressing the side of his face against her chiseled shrink wrapped washboard abs. Hogan pushes himself back up onto his feet, he grabs Cory by her waist and hip tosses her onto the canvas. Cory rolls to her feet, she bounces off the ropes and knocks Hogan down with a running clothesline, she pulls him up by his hair and whips him into the corner, Hogan grunts as his upper back collides with the top turnbuckle. Cory pummels Hogan's midsection with her fists. Hogan slumps down,hooking his arms around the middle rope. Cory runs to the opposite corner, she rushes Hogan and slams her right hip into his face.
Hogan drops down onto his stomach and rolls out of the ring to catch his breath, he leans against the ring apron. Cory runs across the ring, she drops onto her rear and connects with a baseball slide to Hogan's chin, he falls back against the security barrier, Cory rolls out of the ring and pulls Hogan up by his hair, she slams his face down on the announcer's table. Hogan drops to one knee clutching his nose. Cory knees Hogan's chest.
Hogan lunges and grabs Cory by her waist, he shakes her like a ragdoll then hip tosses her over the security barrier, Cory lands on her stomach in the lap of a heavyset man, she looks up at him and chuckles, she gets to her feet, Hogan dives off the barrier and drops Cory with a flying forearm to the chest. Hogan scoops Cory up and lies her face up across the top of the barrier, Cory wails as Hogan pushes down on her forehead and knees, she flails her arms madly, Hogan pushes her back on the ringside floor, he climbs on top of the barrier as Cory staggers to her feet.
Cory turns just as Hogan dives off the barrier, Cory sidesteps the incoming drop kick, Hogan slams down onto his back. Cory stomps Hogan's chest. Hogan grabs Cory's ankles and jerks her legs out from under her, Cory flops onto her back. Hogan pulls Cory up by her wrist and whips her towards the ramp, Cory runs up the ramp, she stops and turns glaring at Hogan, nostrils flaring. Hogan struts up the ramp flexing his arms, Cory snickers and folds her beefy arms across her chest. Hogan rushes at Cory, Cory lunges and knees Hogan in the midsection, he doubles over, Cory shoves Hogan off the front of the stages sending him crashing 10 feet to the floor below, Cory back flips off the front of the stage and moonsaults down onto Hogan's chest.
Cory gets to her feet, she pumps her fists in the air, she drops to her knees beside Hogan and lies down across his chest, she hooks his right leg.
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… Hogan kicks out, Cory pulls him up by his arms and whips him face first against the side of the ramp, Hogan staggers back, Cory grabs Hogan by his hair and leads him up the ramp, she whips Hogan through the curtain leading backstage, as she pushes the curtain aside Hogan grabs her by her shoulders and knees her midsection, Cory doubles over, Hogan whips Cory down the backstage hallway, Cory bangs her right knee against a metal trashcan, she drops down onto her left knee and groans. Hogan grabs Cory by her hair and knees her chin . Cory flops onto her back, Hogan grabs her ankles, Cory pulls back on her knees and slams her feet against Hogan's chest, Hogan flops onto his back, Cory gets to her feet and elbow drops Hogan's chest.
Hogan sits up rubbing his chest, Cory drop kicks Hogan's upper back, he rolls onto his side, Cory pulls him up by his arms and head butts his forehead, Hogan staggers back, Cory rushes Hogan and spears him through the wall, they crash down onto the floor of the men's restroom, Cory pulls him up by his hair and shoves his face into the urinal bowl, Hogan gaps, he elbows Cory's chest, Cory grunts as she staggers back, Hogan rips the soap dispenser off the wall and slams it down on top of Cory's head, Cory staggers back into the nearest stall and flops down butt first on the toilet, Hogan unrolls a wad of toilet paper from the roll and stuffs it into Cory's mouth. Cory doubles over gagging.
Hogan pulls Cory out of the stall, he slams her face against the stall door, Cory slumps to her knees, Hogan grabs her by her hair, Cory elbows his midsection, she grabs Hogan by his hair and shoves his face into the toilet bowl, Hogan flails his arms, Cory pulls his face out of the toilet, Hogan spits water in her face, Cory staggers back rubbing her eyes. Hogan rams Cory's back against the edge of the sink, she grunts and drops to her knees. Hogan grabs Cory by her hair and leads her back into the hall, Cory sucker punches Hogan in the ribs, Hogan doubles over, Cory scoops Hogan up and body slams him onto the linoleum floor, she pulls him up by his wrist and slaps his face.
Hogan glares at Cory as he rubs his cheek and rushes Cory. Cory bats her eyes seductively, Hogan stops in mid stride and gawks at Cory as she gyrates her hips, Hogan shuffles up to Cory, Cory puckers her lips, Hogan leans in to kiss her, Cory throws up her hands to shove him back, their lips lock, Hogan shudders, Cory steps back blushing, she licks her lips. Hogan goes to hug Cory, Cory flips a lock hair from over her eyes, she lunges and shoulder tackles Hogan's midsection, she grabs Hogan by his arms and pulls him up, Hogan stomps the top of Cory's bare foot, Cory staggers back clutching her right foot. Hogan grabs Cory by her hair and leads her down the hall, his whips her through the door leading into the pool area, he whips her towards the pool, Cory grabs the side of the diving board ladder and climbs up onto the diving board, she leans over and beckons to Hogan with her forefinger, Hogan scales the ladder, Cory inches back towards the edge of the diving board, Hogan rushes at Cory, Cory jumps back and grabs the front of the diving board, Hogan topples off and lands in the pool with a large splash. Cory pulls herself back onto the diving board, she flexes her rippling biceps and back flips into the pool, Hogan catches Cory in his arms and dunks her under water. Cory flails her arms.
Hogan pulls her head above water, tosses her over his right shoulder and carries her to the shallow end, Cory knees Hogan's chest, he pitches forward, sending them both splashing down. Cory grabs Hogan by his arms and pulls him back onto the floor surrounding the pool, she grabs a pool net and bashes Hogan across his back with the handle, she rolls him onto his back, straddles his waist as she presses the handle down onto his throat, Hogan digs his fingers into Cory's meaty forearms. Cory brings her right knee down hard on Hogan's midsection. Hogan snatches the net from Cory's grip and slams the handle against the side of her face, Cory rolls off of Hogan and staggers to her feet, Hogan grabs Cory by her hair and shoves her back into the pool. Cory climbs up onto the floor surrounding the pool and stamps her feet.
Hogan grabs Cory by her hair and leads her back into the hall, leaving behind a trail of water. Cory grabs Hogan by his waist and catches him in a bridging German suplex.
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… Hogan kicks out, Cory pulls him up by his hair and knees his chin. Hogan staggers back against the wall, Cory runs at him, Hogan sidesteps and slams Cory's face against the fire extinguisher hanging on the wall, Hogan pulls the extinguisher and sprays Cory I'm the face, Cory sits up rubbing her eyes. Hogan drops the extinguisher and scoops Cory up, he body slams her to the floor, he leg drops her across her throat, he makes the cover.
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… Cory gets her shoulder up, Hogan pulls Cory up by her hair and leads her into the parking garage, he whips her into the grill of a semi trick. Cory flops onto her rear, Hogan goes for another leg drop, Cory rolls out of the way, Hogan slams down onto his rear. Cory staggers to her feet, she scoops Hogan up and body slams him onto the hood of a jeep. Hogan sits up clutching his lower back. Cory climbs up onto the hood and knees Hogan in his chin. Hogan grabs Cory by her hair and tosses her to the concrete floor, he dives off the hood and elbow drops Cory's chest. Cory rolls onto her stomach, she staggers to her feet and nails Hogan with a knife edge chop to his chest. Hogan grabs Cory by her wrist and whips her into the driver's side door, she drops to her knees clutching her midsection. Hogan pulls Cory up by her hair, she elbows his midsection and grabs him in a side headlock.
Hogan drops to his knees gasping for air, Cory plants Hogan with a running bulldog, she straddles his back and grhim in the Camel clutch, tugging back hard on his chin. Ref Monica crouches beside Hogan asking if he wants to submit. Hogan screams no, he slowly staggers to his feet, Cory still clinging to his back, he tosses her to the floor with a hair mare takeover. Cory sits up clutching her back. Hogan pulls Cory up by her hair and shoves her head between his knees, Cory grabs the back of his knees and flips him onto his back, she scoops him up and body slams him onto the roof of a broken down Chevrolet. Hogan stands up on the car roof and dives off, Cory grabs Hogan in mid air and military press slams him onto the concrete floor, she pulls him up by his hair and leads him out of the parking garage and out onto the loading dock, she whips Hogan face first into the loading dock door.
Hogan drops to one knee, Cory grabs Hogan by his throat and shakes him wildly, Hogan flails his arms, Cory pulls him up onto his feet, she shoves him to the floor and stomps his groin, Hogan sits up rubbing his crotch, Cory pulls him up by his arms and knees his midsection, Hogan doubles over, Cory kneels in front of Hogan and strokes his hair, Hogan grabs Cory by her waist and squeezes her tightly. Cory groans and slaps Hogan's ears, Hogan lifts her back onto her feet and tosses her against the side of the forklift, Cory flops onto her back, Hogan climbs into the seat of the forklift, he loads a stack of pallets from off the floor and lowers the stack onto Cory's midsection, Cory grabs the bottom pallet and tips the stack over, Hogan climbs down out of the forklift and charges Cory as she pushes several pallets aside, Cory chucks a pallet at him, it slams longways against his chest knocking him onto his back.
Cory grabs Hogan by his arms and drags him over beside the dumpster, she pulls him up by his hair and slams his face against the side of the dumpster. Hogan staggers back, Cory grabs Hogan by his hair, Hogan grabs Cory by her bikini bottoms and wedgies her, Cory doubles over and grunts, Hogan grabs Cory by her waist and throat and flips her into the dumpster, Hogan climbs in and pulls her up by her hair, he grabs a rotten tomato off the dumpster floor and smooshes it in her face. Cory knees Hogan's groin, Hogan staggers back and slips in a puddle of pudding and flops onto his back, Cory grabs a chipped flower vase and smashes it against Hogan's chest. Hogan grabs a old pool cue and slams it against Cory's forehead. Cory rolls back onto her rear and staggers to her feet. Hogan sits up clutching his chest.
Cory climbs out of the dumpster, she drops down onto her feet and rolls the dumpster off the edge of the loading dock, Hogan rolls out onto the pavement, Cory dives off the edge of the loading dock and leg drops Hogan's throat, she lays his head in her lap and squeezes his neck between her tree trunk thighs. Hogan flails his arms, Cory tightens her grip, Hogan slaps Cory's thighs, Cory chuckles and runs her fingers through his hair. “Time to be a good boy and go to sleep, when you wake up I'll make it up to you.”
Hogan's arms droop at his sides, Ref Monica raises his right arm and let's go, his arm dropped to his side, she raises his right arm a second time, it drops again. As Hogan's arm drops to his side for a third time, Monica calls for the bell, she raises Cory's arm in victory. Cory staggers to her feet and pumps her fists, she grabs Hogan by his ankles and drags him back to her dressing room, she tosses him onto her bed, she grabs a long rope from the top drawer of her night stand and ties Hogan's wrists to the headboard, she straddles his waist and flexes her mighty massive rippling arms, Hogan groans as he starts coming to. Cory leans down and kisses his chest. “Relax Hulkster, I'll treat you real good.”
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Crush vs Terri Gold
Crush struts out to a chorus of boos from the crowd, Fury following close behind, she rolls into the ring and flexes her rippling biceps, Fury applauds from ringside. Crush walks up beside Ref Raye Hollitt and chuckles, and folds her arms across her chest.
Terri jumping jacks her way out onto the entrance stage, her theme blaring as she sprints down the ramp and slides into the ring, she kips up and stares at Crush. Crush smirks and chuckles at Terri. Terri turns her back to Crush and flexes her arms, her face and biceps glistening with sweat.
Crush charges Terri and tackles her from behind, she stomps the back of her left knee. Terri crawls to the ropes and pulls herself up, Crush charges Terri, Terri ducks down and trips Crush, Crush tumbles to the ringside floor. Terri climbs up onto the apron and shouts at Crush to get up. Crush staggers to her feet, Terri dives off the apron and nails Crush with a flying forearm smash to the chest.
Terri gets to her feet, she pulls Crush up by her wrist and whips her towards the security barrier, Crush wails as her knee collides with the steel ring steps, she drops to one knee. Terri climbs up onto the apron and dropkicks Crush's upper back, Crush flops onto her stomach.
Fury nervously chews on her fingernails, she grabs a steel folding chair and holds it behind her back as she approaches Terri from the south of the ringside floor. Terri walks up to Fury and screams in her face. Fury knees Terri's groin, Terri doubles over, Fury slams the folding chair down on the back of Terri's head. Terri flops onto her stomach. Fury slides the chair under the ring and retreats to the other side of the ringside floor.
Crush staggers to her feet, she grabs Terri by her hair and pulls her to her feet. Crush slams Terri's forehead against the edge of the apron, Terri drops to her knees. Crush tosses her back into the ring, she climbs up onto the top turnbuckle and crouches down. Terri staggers to her feet, Crush nails her with a missile drop kick to the ribs. Terri flops onto her back. Crush elbow drops her chest. Terri rolls off the apron and lies sprawled on the ringside floor. Crush paces the ring flexing her biceps for the crowd, she leans over the top rope and beckons to Terri.
Terri glares defiantly at Crush, she flexes her rippling biceps and grins at the crowd. Terri rolls into the ring, she kips up and charges Crush driving her back into the corner, Terri unloads a series of knife edge chops to Crush's chest, Fury leaps up onto the apron and screams at Terri. Terri goes to charge Fury but ref Raye steps in her path.
Crush lurches out of the corner and drops Terri with the reverse DDT, she hooks Terri's leg,
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… Terri kicks out, she rolls into the corner and pulls herself up with the aid of the ropes, Crush grabs Terri in a rear waist lock and shakes her like a ragdoll. Terri's arms drop to her sides, her head sags, Crush hip tosses Terri halfway across the canvas, Terri hits the canvas with a loud grunt. Crush stomps Terri's chest. Terri staggers to her feet, Crush goes for the haymaker, Terri sidesteps the incoming blow and grabs Crush by her wrist and whips her towards the ropes, on the rebound Terri spears Crush to the canvas, Terri back flips off the second rope and nails the rising Crush with the Perfect Ten. Terri makes the cover.
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… Crush gets a shoulder up, Terri leans back in the corner breathing heavily sweat pouring down her face. Crush staggers to her feet, she drops to one knee and glares at Terri. Terri rolls her eyes, she wipes her sweat drenched brow with the back of her hand. Crush shoulder tackles Terri in the corner and nails her with a running bulldog. Crush straddles Terri's back and rubs her face across the canvas. Terri bucks Crush off her back and rolls her out of the ring, she sits down on the apron and smiles at Crush staggers around the ringside floor.
Terri runs along the apron and hurls herself at Crush, Crush catches her by her waist and slams her face up across the top of the barrier. Terri screams as Crush presses down on her forehead and knees. Terri flails her arms. Crush tosses Terri back onto the ringside floor and knee drops her lower back, Terri screams in agony as Crush grabs her in the Camel clutch. Crush grins smugly as Terri's screams intensify.
Terri sighs as Crush breaks the hold, Crush grabs Terri by her ankles and spins her around in a circle, she let's go of Terri's ankles sling shooting her halfway across the ring. Terri staggers to her feet, Crush grabs Terri by her hair and leads her over to the ropes, she rakes Terri's face across the top rope and slams her onto her back. Terri rolls onto her side clutching her face. Crush chuckles as she pulls Terri up by her wrist and wrenches her right arm behind her back, she throws her other arm around Terri's throat and squeezes tightly leaving Terri gasping for air. Crush drops Terri onto her back and leg drops her chest.
Terri rolls onto her stomach and crawls to the ropes, Crush walks along side Terri periodically kicking her ribs. Terri rolls off the apron and collapses onto the ringside floor. Crush paces the apron as Terri staggers to her feet. Crush dives off the apron and drops Terri with a flying forearm smash to her chest. Terri staggers to her feet, she leans against the announcer's table.
Crush staggers to her feet, she rushes Terri and drives her back against the security barrier. Terri drops to her knees, Crush nails Terri's jaw with a spinning back fist, Terri flops onto her back. Crush presses her booted heel down on Terri's throat, Terri flails her arms madly. Crush leans down and spits in Terri's face. Crush steps back and rubs her beefy biceps.
Terri staggers to her feet, Crush grabs her by the waist, Terri elbows Crush's chin, Crush staggers back, Terri charges Crush and spears her to the ringside floor, she kips up and knees Crush in the chin as she staggers to her feet, Terri reaches under the apron and pulls out a long length of nylon rope, she straddles Crush's waist, she wraps one end of the rope around her right wrist, she stands and rolls Crush onto her stomach, as she goes to grab Crush's other wrist Fury screams from a few feet away.
Terri stands and screams back at Fury, Crush unbinds her wrist, as Terri and Fury scream at each other Crush slips the rope around Terri's ankles, Fury turns her back to Terri and slaps her own keister mockingly. Terri lunges at Fury, she pitches forward onto her stomach as Crush binds her ankles together. Crush grabs the other end of the rope and binds Terri's wrists behind her back. Crush pulls Terri up by her hair and tosses her onto the apron, Crush rolls into the ring and drags Terri into the center of the ring, Crush scoops Terri up and lays her across the top turnbuckle, she rakes Terri's eyes with her fingernails. Crush slams Terri down onto the canvas.
Crush props Terri's back against the bottom turnbuckle. Terri struggles to free her wrists, Crush grabs the top rope and mounts her heels on Terri's knees, Terri screams in agony as Crush presses her full weight on Terri's knees. Crush steps down and slaps Terri's face. Terri rolls out of the corner and lies on her stomach panting like a dog. Crush grabs the rope and drags Terri to her feet. Terri jerks her wrists free and slaps Crush across her jaw, Crush staggers back, Terri unbinds her ankles, she twirls the rope and with a flick of her wrist she lassos Crush around her waist and pulls Crush towards her.
Crush jerks on the rope pulling Terri into her powerful embrace, Crush bear hugs Terri in the center of the ring, Terri smacks Crush's ears. Crush unwraps the rope from around her waist and wraps it around Terri's throat. Crush tosses Terri back into the corner and knees her midsection. Terri doubles over clutching her ribs. Crush tightens the rope around Terri's throat, Terri gasps for air. Crush scoops Terri up and tosses her over the ropes, as Terri slams down onto the ringside floor Crush tugs hard on the rope, Terri staggers to her feet, Crush ties the end of the rope around the top turnbuckle and pulls Terri back into the ring kicking and screaming.
Crush props Terri's back against the top turnbuckle and knees her groin. Terri untightens the rope from around her throat and tosses it aside, Crush charges from the opposite corner and goes for the corner splash, Terri spins out of the corner and nails Crush with a bridging German suplex.
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...Crush kicks out, Terri gets to her knees tugging her hair in frustration, she pulls Crush up by her wrist and whips her towards the ropes, on the rebound Crush nails Terri in the chest with the big boot. Terri flops onto her back. Crush straddles Terri's waist, she pummels Terri's face and chest with her fists. Terri latches onto Crush's wrists and flips her onto her back. Terri rolls to her feet and elbow drops Crush's ribcage, Crush rolls onto her side clutching her ribs. Terri kips up and charges the ropes, on the rebound Fury reaches through the ropes and trips up Terri, Terri flops onto her stomach.
Crush staggers to her feet, Terri rolls onto her back rubbing her chin, Crush grabs Terri by her ankles and rolls her over into the sharpshooter. Terri screams and claws the canvas. Crush leans back placing greater strain on Terri's back and knees. Ref Raye crouches down beside Terri asking if she wishes to submit, Terri screams no and grabs for the bottom rope but she can't reach it. Her entire body racked with pain Terri taps out.
Crush breaks the hold as Raye signals for the bell, Raye raises Crush's arm in victory. Crush jerks her hand free and wipes it across the front of her chest. Crush grabs Raye by her wrist and screams in her face, Raye rears back to slap Crush, Fury nails Raye across her lower back with a wicked chair shot, Raye drops to one knee and groans. Crush kicks Raye in the chin sending her flopping onto her back. Fury fist drops Raye's groin.
Terri staggers to her feet, Crush nails Terri with a vicious kick to her midsection, she lays her out flat with the stone cold stunner. Crush and Fury high five, Crush pulls Raye up by her hair and shoves her head behind her knees as Fury dives off the top turnbuckle and slams her fists down across Raye's back, Raye collapses onto her stomach. Crush and Fury roll out of the ring and walk up the ramp flexing their biceps for the booing crowd.
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Terri Gold vs Alexandra Paul
Terri staggers along the shoreline, the tide crashing against her ankles, she makes her way up onto the beach, wet sand squishing between her toes, she collapses onto her towel letting out a satisfied grunt. It had been her longest training swim in five months, five miles more than her last session, her muscles aching with every breath. Groping the sand she grabs the bottle of suntan lotion, squirts a large glob into her hand, rolling onto her back she smears her chest and stomach. A shadow falls over Terri, she looks up pushing her sunglasses up onto her forehead.
Alexandra looks down at Terri, hands on her hips smirking smugly. “Didn't I tell you to stay off my beach, maybe you'll listen better if you're in a chokehold.” Chuckling, she flashes the lifeguard badge pinned to her bikini top.
Terri sits up, runs a hand through her damp hair, she shoots Alexandra an annoyed look. “This is a public beach, you can't make me leave.” She says, lies back propping her hands behind her head.
“We'll see about that.” Alexandra leans down, grabs Terri by her throat lifting her up onto her feet, Terri slaps Alexandra across the face. Alexandra slams her fist against Terri's stomach. Terri drops to her knees, clutching her midsection. Alexandra steps behind Terri, slamming her forearm across the back of her neck. Terri flops onto her stomach, crawls towards the edge of the shore, Alexandra kicks sand in Terri's face, Terri staggers to her feet, rubbing her eyes. “Almost ready to listen yet?”
“Once I knock the sand out of your ears.” Terri screams, her fists clenched and trembling, she takes several deep breath, allowing her time to regain her composure. “Tell you what, if you can defeat me I'll leave and never set foot on this beach. But if I win, you kiss my feet. Deal?” Terri offers Alexandra her hand.
Alexandra shakes hands in agreement, folds her beefy arms across her chest and smirks. Terri steps back, fists clenched in front of her chest. Alexandra lunges, grabs Terri by her wrist and pulls her up against her chest, locks her arms around Terri's waist squeezing her tightly. Terri flails her arms, screams at the top of her lungs as Alexandra viciously shakes her. Terri slaps Alexandra on her forehead, Alexandra slams Terri onto the edge of the shoreline, Terri scoops up a handful of wet sand and staggers to her feet, Alexandra grabs Terri by her shoulder, Terri tosses the sand in Alexandra's face.
Alexandra staggers back rubbing her eyes, Terri charges ramming her shoulder against Alexandra's midsection, they tumble onto the shoreline trading blows to their chests. Terri rolls to her feet, stomps Alexandra's midsection as she sits up. Terri walks over to her towel, grabs it up, she wraps it around Alexandra's throat, Alexandra gasps for air, she flails her arms madly as Terri drags her one handed into the ocean.
Terri pushes Alexandra's head under the water, she pummels her lower back with her free hand. Alexandra splashes water in Terri's face, Terri staggers back rubbing her eyes. Alexandra lunges and knees Terri's ribs, she grabs Terri by her hair and leads her back to shore, lifts Terri overhead and presses her like a barbell, laughing she drops Terri with a gorilla press slam. Terri rolls onto her back clutching her face.
Alexandra pulls Terri up by her hair and knees her groin, she drops Terri onto her head with a double arm DDT. Terri rolls onto her side clutching her forehead in both hands. Mounting Terri's waist, Alexandra pummels her midsection with a flurry of fists. Terri grabs Alexandra's chin and shoves her off, she staggers to her feet clutching her aching stomach. Alexandra scoops Terri up, Terri elbows the side of her head, Alexandra drops Terri onto the sand, Terri sweeps Alexandra's feet. Alexandra flops onto her back.
Terri kips up, takes several deep breaths, retrieves her bottle of suntan lotion, she stands over Alexandra, arms folded across her chest, smirking smugly. “If you're not careful you might get sunburned. Here, let me help you out with that.” Terri pops the cap open, she leans down and grabs a handful of Alexandra's hair and lifts her into a seated position.
Alexandra swats Terri's groin, grabs the bottle of suntan lotion out of her hand, she squirts a large glob of lotion in Terri's face. Terri rolls away rubbing her eyes. Alexandra lunges and spears her onto her back, straddles Terri's waist and pummels her chest with her fists. Terri puts her hands on Alexandra's chin and shoves her back. Alexandra falls backward onto the set sand, she lies flat on her back, feet flat on the ground and knees high.
Terri leg drops her throat, pulls her up by her wrist and hair, and plants her face into the sand with a double arm DDT. Terri makes the cover, suddenly she realizes that there's no ref to make the pin count, she would have to win by knockout. Terri rolls Alexandra over onto her stomach, pops a squat across the small of Alexandra's back, and locks her hands together around Alexandra's chin and tugs hard on her neck.
Alexandra screams and flaps her hands, a throbbing pain racks her back, tears stream down her cheeks and splatter the sand. Terri tells her it's for her own good. Terri releases Alexandra and stands up, pumping her fists. Alexandra lies on her stomach clutching her lower back, she sighs in relief.
Alexandra’s relief is short lived as Terri raises up her left ankle and kicks the back of her knee. Terri pulls her up by her hair, in desperation Alexandra drops to her knees, and head butts Terri's groin, Terri staggers back into the water, Alexandra lunges and shoulder tackles Terri in the midsection, Terri splashes down into the water, Alexandra grabs Terri by her wrist and pulls her to shore, she scoops Terri up and body slams her onto her back.
Terri sits up, she spits a mouthful of seawater in Alexandra's face. Alexandra slaps Terri across her jaw, she grabs Terri by her hair and pulls her up, shoves her head between her knees and drops Terri onto her head.
Terri lies sprawled across the sand, arms stretched out at her sides, staring up at the bright, clear afternoon sky, panting like a dog, glassy eyed. Alexandra plants a foot on Terri's midsection, she flexes her arms, biceps bulging, thick ropy veins running down from the top of her shoulders to her wrists. Her tree trunk legs rippling with hard beefy muscles and veins, her back muscles sticking out like an upside down Christmas tree, deep crevices separating her cast iron abs.
Alexandra pulls Terri up by her hair, leads her over to the edge of the beach, she tosses Terri onto the hot pavement on the parking lot, she retrieves Terri's gear and dumps it at her feet, she claps her hands and smirks. “I won, so stay off my beach. Come back again and won't be so easy on you.” Alexandra climbs in her ATV and drives off towards the lifeguard tower.
Terri rolls onto her side clutching her head, aching from head to toe, she staggers to her feet and to her car, she climbs into the driver's seat and leans back, she soon drifts off into a deep restorative sleep.
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Elena Seiple vs Kim Kilper
Elena walks out onto the entrance stage, dressed in a black leather bikini, she marches down the ramp flexing her biceps, she slides into the ring and walks up beside Ref Anja Langer. She folds her beefy arms across her chest and smirks.
Kim walks out dressed in a red bikini, she skips down the ramp slapping hands with her fans, she rolls into the ring and kips up, and kisses her biceps, she glances over at Elena and crinkles her nose in disgust.
Elena shakes her clenched fist at Kim, she shoves Ref Anja aside and jabs her finger in Kim's face. Kim takes a sliding step back and screams that she's going to rearrange Elena's face free of charge.
Elena sneers, she calls Kim a deluded piece of trash, and mimes crumpling a wad of paper. Kim lunges, she tackles Elena by the waist, she shoves her into the corner, and forearm smashes her chest. Elena doubles over, Kim grabs two big handfuls of hair, Elena slams her right fist into Kim's stomach, Kim staggers back.
Elena grabs Kim by the wrist and whips her towards the ropes, Kim bounces off the ropes, she goes for a clothesline, Elena ducks under Kim's outstretched arm, grabs her by the waist and slams her shoulders against the canvas. Kim rolls onto her side clutching her right shoulder. Elena stomps Kim's finely serrated abs.
Elena pulls Kim up by her hair and knees her chin, Kim staggers back into the corner, Elena charges the corner and clotheslines Kim, Kim staggers out of the corner and falls forward landing hard on her stomach. Elena grabs Kim's right ankle in an ankle lock, Kim screams and reaches for the ropes, her fingertips graze the bottom rope, Anja calls rope break.
Elena releases Kim's ankle, she stomps Kim's left knee. Kim rolls out of the ring, she takes a knee and leans against the steel ring steps. Elena slides out of the ring and grabs Kim by her hair, Kim rams Elena back against the security barrier, and knees her midsection. Elena doubles over clutching her ribs.
Kim whips Elena back into the ring, she climbs up onto the top turnbuckle and dives off, she splashes down onto Elena's midsection and hooks her legs.
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… Elena kicks out, Kim pulls her up by her hair and whips her towards the ropes, on the rebound Elena slides between Kim's legs, she kips up and nails the back of Kim's shoulders with her foot, Kim flops onto her stomach, Elena stomps Kim's lower back.
Kim crawls towards the ropes. Elena continues to stomp Kim's back. Kim grabs the bottom rope and begins to pull herself up. Elena grabs Kim by her hair and shoves her head between the middle and top ropes and hooks her arms over the top rope, and pulls back on her hair. Kim screams and flails her arms. Elena shoves Kim off the apron, she crashes to the ringside floor.
Kim rolls onto her side clutching her right arm. Elena dives off the apron and elbow drops Kim's ribs, she pulls her up by her wrist and whips her back into the ring, Elena slides back into the ring, she scoops Kim up and tosses her over the back of her shoulders in the torture rack. Kim screams in agony as Elena carries her around the ring, laughing and sneering.
Ref Anja leans in close to Kim's face, asking if she wishes to submit. Kim screams no, digs her fingernails into the side of Elena's neck. Elena winces, she snarls and slams Kim down onto her belly, she drags her into the corner by her ankles, climbs up onto the top turnbuckle and dives off, catching Kim's chest with her elbow. Elena rolls Kim onto her back, and wraps her legs around Kim's throat.
Kim flails her arms, Elena props up onto her elbow, head resting in her palm, she tightens her grip on Kim's throat, a sadistic grin spreading across her lips. Kim's arms drop to her sides. Elena releases Kim, pulls her up by her hair and smashes her face against the top turnbuckle. Kim collapses in the corner, Elena turns her around in the corner, she hooks her arms over the top rope and stomps Kim's ribs.
Kim slumps down, Elena clutches the top rope and stands on Kim's chest, Kim flops about, Elena jumps down, grabs Kim's ankles and headbutts her groin. Elena pulls Kim up by her hair, shoves her head between her knees and pile drives her head onto the canvas. Kim lies spread-eagled on her back. Elena lays across Kim and hooks her legs.
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...3. Anja begrudgingly raises Elena's arm in victory. Elena jerks her arm free and shoves Anja, she rolls out of the ring and walks up the ramp flexing her massive biceps.
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Jody May vs Betty Pariso
Jody loaded six 50lb plates on either end of the barbell, the crowd gathered around her,cameras flashed, she thanked them for coming to the gym. She flexed her arms, her cannon ball biceps bulging with thick ropy veins, squatted down and gripped the barbell tightly in her hands, inhaling deeply she straightened up and hoisted the heavy barbell over her head, the crowd clapped, she lowered the barbell onto the floor, she hit a most muscular pose, her monstrous traps and Delts flared and bulged.
“Not bad, but I've seen much better.”
Jody turned towards the voice, furrowed her brows as Betty approached, dressed in a silver bikini, massive shredded torso glistening with sweat. Betty stopped a few feet away from Jody, folded her heavily muscled arms across her equally muscled chest. “What are you doing here?” Jody said, brushing her hair from out of her eyes.
“Just passing through, I heard you were in town, so I wanted to visit. Thought maybe you up for a little test of strength.” Betty pushed past Jody, she looked down at the barbell and chuckled. “That's too light for me.”
Jody sneered. “Prove it, old lady.”
“With pleasure.” Betty grabbed the barbell tightly in her right hand, she effortlessly hoisted the heavy barbell over her head, the crowd let out a collective sigh.
Jody stands stunned, mouth hanging wide open, a cold line runs down her back. She watches Betty lower the barbell onto the floor, she shakes her head and laughs. “I didn't know you were on steroids.”
Betty chuckles, walks up to Jody, and cups her chin in her hand. “All natural, you could have a body like mine if you wanted, but I don't think you're ever going to be in my league.” She says, with a flick of her wrist she sends Jody staggering back.
Jody walks up to Betty, jabbing her chest with her forefinger. Betty smirks. “You and me, right now. We fight until one of us submis. How about it?”
Betty grins. “I was hoping you'd say that. It will be my pleasure to put you in your place.” she says, taking a small step back, flexing her massive veiny biceps.
Jody lunges and grabs Betty by her waist, Betty shoves her hands in Jody's face and pushes her back, she grabs Jody's throat and slams her onto her back. Jody sits up snarling. Betty laughs and stomps her groin. Jody grunts and rolls onto her back, leaps up and charges Betty, tackles her by the waist, ramming her back against the weight rack, Betty flops onto her stomach, the rack topples over onto her back,
Jody raises a barbell plate over her head, and swings it down at the back of Betty's head, Betty karate chops Jody's right ankle, Jody staggers back, the plate slams down onto the floor beside her. Betty climbs out from under the weight rack, staggers to her feet and knees Jody's massive muscular chest. Jody flops onto her back.
Betty stands over Jody, and rubs her sole in Jody's face. Jody flails her arms, and slaps at Betty's ankle. Betty pulls Jody up by her hair into a seated position, and knees her chin. Jody's head snaps back, Betty scoops Jody up and rams her back against the wall, Jody flops onto her stomach clutching her lower back. Betty rolls Jody onto her back and kicks her in the ribs.
Jody rolls away, and staggers to her feet. Betty charges at her, fists clenched. Jody crouches down, she springs forward and spears Betty through the wall, sending them both crashing out into the parking lot. Betty gets to her feet and stomps Jody's face. Jody rolls onto her side clutching her nose.
Betty pulls Jody up by her hair and slams her face against the hood of her Mustang. Jody laid across the hood, sweat running into her eyes, and stinging like tears. Betty walks around to the back of her car, pops open the trunk, she pulls out a pair of handcuffs, slams the trunk shut, walks back to the front of her car, she cuffs Jody's right wrist, pulls her other arm behind her back and cuffs Jody's other wrist.
Jody rolls off the side of the car, and flops onto her back, kicking her legs in the air, screaming at Betty to uncuff her. Betty pulls Jody up by her hair and leads her out of the parking lot and into the park across the street. Betty leads Jody over to the fountain and shoves her head under the water. Jody flails her legs, Betty pulls her face out of the fountain, Jody, her face and hair dripping wet, looks over at Betty and spits water in her face.
Betty staggers back rubbing her eyes. Jody sits on the ledge surrounding the fountain, tugging hard on her wrists she snaps the small chain linking the cuffs together. Betty charges at her, Jody flips Betty over her back, Betty splashes down into the fountain, Jody leaps into the water and elbow drops Betty's chest. Betty crawls out of the fountain and flops down onto the damp grass.
Jody leaps out of the fountain and slams her fists down on Betty's lower back, Betty staggers to her feet, she wheels and slaps Jody hard across the chest. Jody splashes back down into the fountain. Betty grabs Jody by her ankles and drags her out onto the grass, drags her back across the street, the back of her head grazed the curb. Betty drags her back into the gym, tosses her over her right shoulder and lies her across the weight bench.
Betty grabs a jump rope from the floor and binds Jody by her waist to the bench. Jody flails her arms. Betty unracks the empty barbell and presses down onto her throat. Jody flails her arms, gasping for air. Betty straddles Jody's waist and reracks the barbell, she pummels Jody's abs with her fists.
Jody rips the jump rope from around her waist, she slaps Betty across the side of her face, Betty falls back onto the heavy padded floor, feet flat and knees up. Jody stands up on the weight bench and dives off, head butting Betty's groin, Betty sits up clutching her groin.
Jody climbs back onto the weight bench and dives off again. Betty rolls sideways, Jody's forehead collides with the floor, she rolls onto her side clutching her forehead. Betty pulls Jody up by her hair and head butts her forehead, Jody staggers back in a dazed stupor. Betty shoves Jody's head between her knees and piles her head onto a 50lb steel barbell plate.
Jody lies sprawled out on her back, left hand twitching, Betty takes a knee on Jody's chest, flexing her mighty mountainous biceps, looking down at Jody and smiling. The crowd gathered around Betty and her unconscious opponent, snapping picture after picture as Betty kisses her biceps, soaking up their adoration. “Make sure you boys get a good shot of this.” Betty straddles Jody's waist, puts her hands on her shoulders, leans down and kisses Jody's mouth. The photographers squeal with delight. Betty pulls back, pushes Jody's wet hair from over her face and kisses her chin.
Jody groans as she starts coming to, her eyelids flutter, head pounding, entire body aching, Betty sits Jody up, Jody's head droops, Betty cups Jody's chin in her hand and knees her groin, Jody slumps over, and groans. Betty pats Jody's cheek. “I think you've had enough for one day, I'll be back when your ready for another go.” Betty stands up, and stomps Jody's groin. She walks over to the door. “Clean up this mess, would you please boys?” She says and walks out the door.
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Terri Gold vs Hulk Hogan
Terri sprints down the entrance ramp flexing her biceps, she's dressed in a yellow and blue vertical striped bikini, she slides into the ring and kips up, the struts from corner to corner, whipping the crowd into a frenzy as she hits a series of muscle poses. She stops beside Ref Molly Holly, folds her beefy arms across her chest.
Hulk walks out from the backstage hallway and strolls down the ramp, he rolls into the ring and stares at Terri.
Terri circles Hulk giving him the once over, she rubs her chin as she stops in front of him, eyeing his muscular chest. Terri grabs Hulk's shirt and rips it off, she twirls it over her head before tossing it into the crowd.
Hogan grabs Terri by her throat, Terri kicks him in the crotch, Hogan pulls his hand away and staggers back. Terri bounces off the ropes and dropkicks Hogan's chest, he staggers back and flops onto his back. Terri grabs Hogan by his arms and pulls him up, she whips him face first into the corner, she runs up behind him, Hogan spins around, Terri headbutts his midsection.
Hogan drops to one knee, Terri grabs Hogan by his hair and leads him over to the ropes, she rakes his face across the top rope and slams him onto his back. Terri straddles his waist, and pummels his chest and abs. Hogan puts a hand up to Terri's face and pushes. Terri rolls onto her back, catching herself on her elbows and shoulders, she lay on her back, feet flat on the canvas and knees up, she gazes defiantly at Hogan, he stands over her, and knee drops her waist.
Terri rolls onto her side, she pushes herself up onto her feet, Hogan grabs her from behind, wrapping his right arm around her throat. Terri elbows Hogan's chest, Hogan squeezes Terri's throat tighter, Terri drops to her knees and elbows his crotch, Hogan staggers back, Terri cups his chin in her hand, she presses her chest against his chest and knees his groin.
Hogan drops to one knee clutching his groin, Terri hops up onto the top turnbuckle and dives off, right arm outstretched at her side, Hogan springs to his feet, catching Terri by her waist in midair and bodyslams her onto the canvas. Terri rolls onto her side clutching her ribs. Hogan leaps up, left leg sticking straight out, Terri rolls out of the way, Hogan crashes down onto his rear.
Terri sits Hogan up by his hair, from behind she grabs Hogan in the Cobra clutch, Hogan thrashes his arms, Terri pulls him to his feet and knees his lower back, Hogan plants his feet flat on the canvas and pushes back, Terri staggers back into the ropes, Hogan tackles Terri by her waist, sending them both crashing to the ringside floor.
Terri rolls onto her stomach, she crawls under the apron, only her legs poking out. Hogan staggers to his feet, he grabs Terri by her ankles and pulls her out from under the ring, he pulls Terri up by her hair and spins her around to face her, Terri holds a small White aerosol can in his face and sprays mace in his eyes.
Hogan staggers back rubbing his face, Terri laughs and knees his groin. Hogan drops to one knee, tears streaming down his cheeks. Terri kneels down facing him, she puts her hands on his shoulders, she leans over and kisses his chin. Hogan blindly headbutts her forehead, Terri falls onto her back, Hogan grabs her by her ankles and leg drops her groin,
Terri staggers to her feet and leans against the edge of the ring apron, Hogan grabs her by her hair and drags her back into the ring, pulls her up to her feet and slaps her chest, Terri staggers back into the ropes, Hogan charges, Terri ducks down just as he reaches for her, and flips him over the top rope, he crashes down onto his stomach.
Terri rolls off the apron and stomps Hogan's left leg, Hogan crawls towards the ring steps, Terri reaches under the apron and pulls out a bamboo cane, she whips Hogan across the back with it, smiling deviously. Hogan pulls himself to his feet, Terri swings the cane down across his right shoulder. Hogan staggers back and collapses against the security barrier.
Terri shoves Hogan's head between her knees and grabs him by his waist, Hogan grabs the back of her knees and drops her onto her back. Terri rolls to her feet and slaps Hogan across his jaw. Hogan grabs Terri by her wrist and wags his finger in her face. Terri drops to one knee and headbutts his midsection.
Hogan doubles over, Terri delivers a standing leg drop across the back of his neck, Hogan flops onto his stomach. Terri grabs Hogan by his hair and drags him around the ringside floor and up the ramp, Hogan staggers to his feet and slaps her chest. Terri staggers back into the entrance curtain, Hogan chases after her as she retreats to the back hallway.
Terri ducks down behind the corner several feet down the hall, Hogan in hot pursuit. Terri jumps from around the corner and spears him through the wall, they tumble onto the women's restroom floor, Terri drags him by his hair and shoves his face into the toilet. Hogan flails his arms.
Hogan grabs the sides of the toilet, he glances up at Terri and spits toilet water in her face. Terri staggers back rubbing her eyes. Hogan grabs Terri by her hair and slams her forehead against the stall door. Terri staggers back, she turns, rips the towel dispenser off the wall and bashes Hogan across his chest with it. Hogan falls back into the stall, and collapses onto the toilet.
Terri grabs the toilet bowl brush and rubs it in Hogan's face. Terri grabs Hogan by his arms and pulls him back out into the hall, she scoops him up and bodyslams him through the catering table, Terri dumps a bowl of salsa over his head. Hogan grabs a loaf of bread and smashes it over her head.
Terri mounts his waist, she smashes a chocolate cake in his face. Hogan grabs Terri by her wrists and flips her onto her back, he knees her groin. Hogan pulls her up by her hair and whips her down the hall, she crashes through the double doors leading into the ladies locker room.
Hogan rushes at Terri, Terri rolls under the benches in the locker room, and runs into the showers. Hogan stops at the edge of the showers, Terri unhooks the back of her bikini top. Hogan stands silently gawking at Terri. Terri gestures to him, she bats her eyes. Hogan grins, he walks over to her and slides his arms around her waist. Terri chuckles and knees his groin, she turns on all the showers and slams him onto his back.
Hogan staggers on the slippery floor, Terri squirts body wash into Hogan's face. Dripping wet, Terri grabs Hogan by his waist, bear hugging him tightly. Hogan flails his arms. Terri presses her soaking breasts against his chest, despite the pain Hogan forces himself to smile. Terri slams him down onto his back, grabs his ankles and drags him back out into the hall.
Hogan jerks his ankles free, sweeps her legs, Terri flops onto her back. Hogan pulls Terri up by her hair and whips her down the hall, she crashes face first into the door leading into the boiler room, Hogan pulls open the door and pulls her up by her hair. Terri knees Hogan in the groin, and shoves him, he falls backward down the stairs, and lands beside the boiler. Terri slides down the stairs on her back, and rolls to her feet.
Hogan staggers to his feet, Terri reaches out to grab his wrist. Hogan knife edge chops Terri across the chest. Terri staggers back into the wall rubbing her chest. Hogan staggers over to the light switch and flicks it, plunging the room in total darkness.
Terri gropes around for the light switch, she reaches the light switch and flicks it back on, Hogan bashes his forearm across the back of her shoulders. Terri rolls onto her back, and shoves him back with her feet, Hogan staggers back, Terri grabs the back of his head and slams his face against the front of the boiler, Hogan grunts and drops to one knee. Terri grabs Hogan by his hair and drags him up the stairs, she scoops him up and rams his back against the extinguisher hanging on the wall.
Hogan rolls onto his side clutching his lower back. Terri screams as she stomps his left knee. Hogan grabs her by the ankles and pulls her down onto the floor, he rolls onto her stomach and hooks her legs.
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… Terri kicks out, Hogan pulls her up by her hair and leads her out to the parking lot, he lays her across the hood of a car and elbows her stomach. Hogan climbs up onto the hood, pulls Terri up by her hair and shoves her head between his knees, Terri pulls her head loose, she drops to her knees and headbutts his groin, lifts him up onto her shoulders and power bombs him through the windshield, he lays sprawled across the front seats, arms and torso covered in small cuts from the broken glass.
Terri rolls off the hood, opens the driver side door, pulls him out of the car by his wrists and lays him on the hot pavement. Hogan winces as Terri stomps his right elbow. Terri pulls him up by his hair, leads him around to the back of the car and slams his face against the trunk.
Hogan collapses onto the trunk, Terri grabs Hogan by his wrist and whips him into the lawn, he falls forward onto the damp grass, sprinklers going full stream. Terri rips up a clump of grass and smooshes it in his face. Hogan spits out the grass and rubs his eyes. Terri leans over Hogan and slaps him across the face. Hogan staggers to his feet and collapses against a massive tree trunk, Terri breaks off a low hanging branch and whips him across the back with it.
Hogan grabs her by the wrist, yanks the branch out of her hand, he crouches down and lays her across his right knee, pulls down the back of her bikini bottom, and swats her across her firm chiseled glutes. Terri flails her arms, she rolls off Hogan's knee, and crawls across the grass, pulling up her bikini bottom, she staggers to her feet, grabs a trashcan and tosses it at him, Hogan staggers back as the trashcan slams against his chest, he drops onto his rear.
Terri dropkicks Hogan's chest as he staggers to his feet, he falls backward into the bumper of a pickup trunk, Terri lowers the tailgate, scoops him up and tosses him into the bed of the pickup. Terri climbs up, she lifts him up onto her shoulders and dives off the bed power bombing him onto the pavement.
Hogan writhes in agony on the pavement. Terri pulls him up by his arms and knees his groin. Hogan doubles over clutching his groin. Terri grabs a handful of hair, leads him back into the arena, they trade blows as they battle back towards the ring area. Hogan staggers out onto the entrance stage, Terri throws an arm over the back of his shoulders, she jumps off the front of the entrance stage and bulldogs him to the floor beside the ramp.
Terri rolls onto her stomach and pushes herself up onto her feet, she drags him by the wrists and props him up against the ring steps, she rolls into the ring and grabs him by the hair and pulls him into the ring, she leans him in the corner and flexes her rippling biceps. Terri moves to the opposite corner and charges at Hogan, she connects with a handspring elbow to his chest.
Hogan staggers out of the corner, he falls forward onto his stomach. Terri straddles his back, locks her hands around his chin, and tugs back hard on his head. Hogan screams in agony as Terri laughs. “Come on, Hulkster. Give up, you won't escape my Camel clutch, but not just yet, I'm having way too much fun.” She leans down and kisses the back of his head. With the ropes out of reach, Hogan screams and submits.
Terri releases him, she stands as Molly raises her arm in victory. Terri skips around the ring, flexing her arms. She stops beside Hogan and smirks down at him, she crouches down and strokes his back. “This is payback, do you think I'd settle for a draw like last time.” She plants a foot on Hogan's upper back and pumps her fists in the air. Satisfied with her victory, Terri rolls out of the ring, walks up the ramp, she stops as she reaches the curtain, she turns back around and blows Hogan a kiss, then walks back to her dressing room.
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Talisa Soto vs Timea Majorova
Talisa struts out onto the entrance stage dressed in her Kitana costume, she smiles at the crowd as she sprints down the ramp, she slides into the ring and stands beside Ref Bridgett Wilson.
Timea walks out dressed in a chainmail bikini, taut muscular body glistening with sweat, she struts down the ramp, walks around the ringside floor, and glares defiantly at Talisa. She slides into the ring and flexes her massive rippling biceps.
Talisa takes a step back, fists clenched, teeth gritted. She flexes her cannonball biceps. Timea lunges and tackles Talisa onto her back, she pummels Talisa’s shredded abs with her fists. Talisa rakes Timea’s face. Timea rolls back, rubbing her eyes. Talisa rolls to her feet, she stomps Timea in the midsection.
Timea grabs Talisa’s shredded tree trunk leg and drags her down onto her back, flips her onto her stomach and grabs her in the ankle lock. Talisa flails her arms madly grabbing for the ropes, she wails as she pounds her fists on the canvas, Timea grins smugly as she tightens her grip.
Talisa latches onto the bottom rope, Bridgett orders Timea to break the hold, Timea slams Talisa's knee against the canvas, and walks over to the corner, hands on her hips. Talisa rolls onto her side clutching her left knee, she grabs the ropes and pulls herself up to her feet. Timea charges from the corner and dropkicks the back of her left knee, Talisa screams and drops down onto her right knee.
Timea stomps Talisa's left knee, Talisa rolls onto the apron and drops down onto the ringside floor clutching her knee. Bridgett leans over the top rope.
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Talisa staggers to her feet.
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Talisa staggers to the apron.
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As Talisa climbs up onto the apron, Timea dropkicks her midsection, she flies of the apron and slams down onto her back.
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Talisa rolls onto her side clutching her left knee, she staggers to her feet.
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Talisa rolls onto the apron and back into the ring, she staggers to her feet clutching her left knee, limping. Timea walks over to Talisa and slaps her across her jaw, Talisa staggers back, Timea grabs Talisa's wrist and whips her towards the corner, Talisa's back hits the turnbuckle with a loud grunt. Timea hooks Talisa's left leg around the middle rope, she pummels Talisa's left knee. Talisa screams in agony, Timea grabs Talisa by her hair and slings her halfway across the canvas. Talisa lands on her stomach and crawls to the ropes.
Timea grabs Talisa by her armpits and pulls her to her feet, she grabs her in a rear waist lock and shakes her like a ragdoll. Timea drops Talisa onto her back and hooks her legs.
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...3. Timea jumps up and runs along side the ropes, pumping her fists, Talisa sits up clutching her left knee, tears streaming down her face. Bridgett raises Timea’s arm in victory. A distraught Talisa rolls out of the ring and limps up the ramp, as Timea and Bridgett hug.
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You should do a Dale Tomita vs Susan Myers match not part of your wrestling league but as a grudge match?
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Sure.
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8). Awesome and how about a dumpster match?
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Sure.
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Gina Davis vs Hulk Hogan 2
Gina paces the ring canvas, dressed in a red bikini and red knee-high leather boots, flexing her biceps for the crowd. She stands on the top turnbuckle and beckons to the back. “Come out and take your beating, Hulk.” Gina shouts, then hops down, and pushes her hair out of her face, she stands beside Ref Tonya Knight.
Hulk walks out, Cory Everson following close behind, and sprints down the ramp, he slides into the ring, arms folded across his chest, scowling.
Gina chuckles, she walks over to him, and gives him the once over, Hulk flexes his arms and kisses his biceps. Gina presses her chest against his chest and smiles. Hulk glances down at Gina's massive muscular pecs, a shudder races down his back, arms break out in goosebumps. Gina shoves Hulk back with her chest, he staggers back, Gina grabs his wrist and whips him into the ropes, on the rebound she nails him with a dropkick to the groin.
Hulk drops to one knee and groans, Gina grabs him up by his hair and tosses him across the ring, he slams down onto his back and grunts. Gina stands over Hulk and fist drops his groin. Cory slaps the apron and yells at Hulk to fight back. Hulk sits up clutching his tender groin, he staggers to his feet, Gina grabs him by the waist from behind and squeezes tightly, Hulk flails his arms. Gina slams him into the corner and pummels his chest and midsection.
Hulk throws his arms over the top rope and doubles over, breathing heavily, sweat pouring down his face. Gina cups his chin in her hand and kisses his lips, she knees his groin, Hulk drops to both knees. Cory shouts at Gina to leave her man alone. Gina flips her the bird, turns back to Hulk and knees his chest.
Hulk drops down onto his hands and knees, and crawls out of the corner, Gina grabs him by the ankles and kicks him between his legs. Hulk rolls onto his back and grunts. Gina elbow drops his chest. Hulk rolls off the apron and lies on the ringside floor, Cory crouches beside him, rubbing her hand on his back. Gina rolls out of the ring, marches up beside Cory, grabs her by the hair and smashes her face against the edge of the ring apron. Cory kneels against the apron clutching her face.
Hulk rises up onto his knees, he throws up his arms, and crosses his forefingers at Gina. Gina smirks, she grabs him by his wrist and pulls him up, and whips him against the security barrier, Hulk's knee hits the barrier with a loud pop, Hulk cries out and drops to one knee. Gina grabs him by his hair and tosses him up onto the apron, climbs up onto the apron and stomps his chest, she rolls him into the ring and climbs up onto the top turnbuckle and crouches down.
Hulk staggers to his feet, Gina dives off the turnbuckle and nails him with a flying ax handle smash to the forehead. Hulk falls backward onto the canvas, feet flat and knees up. Gina straddles his chest, puts her hand on his chest and smiles deviously. Hulk grabs her by her shoulders and rolls her over onto her back and hooks her leg.
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… Gina kicks out, Hulk stands and knee drops her chest. Gina rolls to her feet and hugs him around the waist, squeezing him tightly. Hulk shoves his hand in Gina's face, pushing back on her forehead. Gina knees his groin, and hugs him tighter against her chest. Hulk grabs Gina's forearms, she shoves him back into the corner and bounces him off the top turnbuckle, Hulk slams down onto his stomach.
Gina drags him into the center of the ring by his wrists, she grabs him in the Cross face Crippler. Hulk pounds his free hand against the canvas. Gina stands and stomps his lower back. Hulk crawls across the canvas, he pulls himself up with the ropes. Gina grabs him in a full Nelson and shakes him like a ragdoll, she kisses the back of his head, and slams him down onto his back. She goes for the pin.
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…Hulk gets a shoulder up, Gina pulls him up by his hair and whips him into the ropes, on the rebound he drives his knee against her chest, Gina staggers back rubbing her chest, she bounces off the ropes and spears Hulk to the canvas. She grabs him by his ankles and rolls him into the Texas Cloverleaf. Hulk pounds his fists on the canvas. Cory paces the ringside floor, chewing her nails.
Gina leans back, Hulk screams at the top of his lungs. Gina smirking, laughing, she flexes her right arm at her side, she releases him, scoops him up and slams him down across her knee in a over the knee backbreaker. Hulk screams and flails his arms, Gina shoves him onto his stomach, tilts back her head, runs her fingernails down his back, leaving behind long scratches down his back.
Hulk rolls off the apron and lies on his back on the ringside floor, Cory runs up beside him and crouches down, checking on her man. Gina rolls off the apron, she grabs Cory by her hair and shoves her face against the steel corner post, Cory flops onto her back, clutching her forehead. Gina stomps his groin, he sits up clutching his groin. Gina knees his chin, Hulk flops onto his back. Gina lifts him up onto her shoulder and carries him up the ramp, she carries him into the backstage hallway and rams his back against the fire extinguisher. Hulk screams and flops onto his stomach.
Gina stands over Hulk, grind dancing, running her fingers through her hair, she pulls him up by his arms and whips him face first against the wall, Hulk staggers back, Gina nails him with a running forearm smash to his upper back. Hulk drops down onto his hands and knees. Gina grabs him from behind in the Cobra clutch, Hulk screams and flails his arms. Gina drives her knee into his lower back.
Cory runs down the hallway, fists raised over her head. Gina shoves him onto his stomach and charges Cory, Cory goes for the flying dropkick, Gina sidesteps and snatches Cory in midair by her ankles and slings her against the wall. Cory flops onto her back and clutches her face. Gina scoops up Cory and lies her beside Hulk, she rolls him on top of Cory, she straddles their waists and grabs them both in a double Camel clutch. Hulk and Cory scream and flail their arms.
Gina grabs Hulk by his hair and leads him towards the parking garage. She whips him through the steel double doors into the parking garage and slams him down across the hood of an SUV. Hulk sits up clutching his lower back. Gina grabs him by his hair and slams his forehead against the windshield, the windshield shatters, Hulk lies sprawled across the front seats. Gina rips off the driver side door, she pulls him out by one ankle and lies him down onto his stomach.
Cory races into the parking garage and charges Gina, Gina grabs her by her wrist and whips her against the side of the SUV. Cory flops onto her back beside Hulk. Gina pulls Hulk by his hair and drags him out of the parking garage and slams him down onto the sidewalk, she grabs the bench from the bus stop and shatters it across his back. Hulk staggers to his feet and strays into the road, Gina grabs him up by his waist and slams him down onto the curb, she rubs her booted heel in his face.
Hulk grabs her left foot and twists it, Gina jerks her foot free and knees Hulk's chin, she drapes him across the back of her shoulders in the torture rack, Hulk screams and flails his arms madly. Gina sneers and slams him down onto his stomach, she straddles his back and grabs him in the rear naked choke hold, she leans back, tightly squeezing his throat. Hulk flails his arms, after several seconds of struggling his arms drop to his sides. Gina laughs and kisses the back of his head. “Nap time, sweetheart.”
Hulk's chin droops, drool running down the sides of his mouth. Ref Tonya lifts Hulk's right arm up and releases it, it drops to his side. She raises it up again, it drops to his side once more. Tonya lifts Hulk's right arm up a third time, at the last possible moment he holds his clenched fist up. Gina grabs him up by his hair and slams him down onto his back, she flops down onto her rear and wraps her tree trunk thick muscular legs around his throat.
Hulk flails his arms gasping for air. Gina fiddles with her hair and ties it back into a ponytail, flexes her rippling biceps, sweat pouring down her face, she playfully slaps his face, grinning ear to ear. Hulk tugs on her massive thighs, she tightens her grip on his throat. Hulk repeatedly slaps her thigh. Ref Tonya calls for the bell, she raises Gina's arm in victory. Gina stands up, she plants a foot on his chest and flexes her beefy biceps.
Cory tackles Gina to the sidewalk, she straddles her waist and pummels her face and chest. Tonya grabs Cory by her hair and slams her onto her back. Gina and Tonya stomp Cory's groin. Tonya grabs Cory by her ankles and rolls her into the sharpshooter, Gina kneels in front of Cory, and slaps her across the face. Cory screams and digs her fingernails into the grass at the edge of the sidewalk.
Gina grabs Cory by her chin and digs her fingernails into the sides of Cory's chin. Cory glares defiantly at Gina, her face etched with pain. Tonya leans back further, Cory's screams intensify, Gina laughs and rubs Cory's face against the sidewalk, she stands and stomps the back of Cory's neck. Tonya releases Cory and leg drops her groin. Gina and Tonya shake hands, they walk back towards the arena, patting each other on the back.
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Jamie Reed vs Cobie Smulders
Jamie struts down the ramp flexing her biceps, dressed in her American Gladiators outfit, she rolls into the ring and walks up beside Ref Beth Horn, she sits down on the top turnbuckle and flexes her beefy biceps.
Cobie runs out in her bare feet, dressed in a black bikini, sweat pouring down her chiseled midsection. She makes a lap around the ringside floor, glaring up at Jamie. Cobie rolls into the ring and walks up to Jamie and jabs her chest with her finger.
Jamie slaps her across the side of her jaw, Cobie staggers back rubbing her jaw, Jamie grabs her by the waist and slams her onto her back, Cobie sits up clutching her lower back. Jamie pulls Cobie up by her hair and knees her groin. Cobie staggers back into the corner, Jamie runs up and splashes her in the corner.
Cobie staggers out of the corner, Jamie runs up beside her and slams her onto her back with the pump handle slam. Jamie knee drops her groin. Cobie sits up clutching her groin. Jamie pulls Cobie up by her wrist and whips her towards the ropes and on the rebound drops Cobie with a flying dropkick to her chest. Cobie flops onto her back, wincing, grimacing.
Jamie pulls Cobie up by her hair, Cobie punches Jamie in her ribs, Jamie slaps her across the face. Cobie scoops up Jamie and body slams her onto her back, she leg drops her chest. Jamie rolls onto her side clutching her ribs. Cobie sits up Jamie and knees her chin, Jamie flops onto her back. Cobie knee drops her groin.
Jamie sits up clutching her groin, Cobie grabs her by her hair and pulls her up onto her feet, Jamie headbutts Cobie’s chest. Cobie staggers back into the corner. Jamie grabs the top rope and presses her heels against Cobie’s chest. Cobie screams in agony as Jamie pummels her chest with her feet.
Jamie hops down, shadow boxes the air, she lands several stiff forearm shots to Cobie's chest, Cobie doubles over clutching the top rope. Jamie presses her palm against Cobie's chin and knees her groin. Cobie doubles over clutching her groin, Jamie karate chops Cobie across the back of her shoulders. Cobie flops down onto her stomach.
Cobie crawls out of the corner, clutching her right shoulder. Jamie walks up beside her, slapping the back of her head. Cobie pulls herself up with the aid of the ropes and leans against the top rope. Jamie grabs Cobie from behind in a cross face chicken wing. Cobie flails her free arm. Jamie pulls Cobie into the center of the ring and pulls her down onto the canvas, she wraps her thick muscular legs around her waist.
Cobie tugs on Jamie's beefy forearm, Jamie rolls Cobie onto her stomach and grabs her in the surfboard stretch. Cobie screams and shakes her head. Ref Beth crouches down in front of her and slaps her across the chin. “Give up, wimpy, my girl Fury isn't going to hurt you too much if you simply surrender. Save yourself a lot of pain.” Beth pinches her cheek.
Cobie shakes her head, arms throbbing with pain. Jamie digs her heel in Cobie's lower back, she pulls back harder on Cobie's arms. Cobie screams and nods her head, telling Beth that she submits. Beth pats Cobie's head, she calls for the bell and raises Jamie's beefy arm up in victory. Jamie stands over Cobie, and flexes her rippling veiny biceps with one foot on Cobie's chest.
Beth straddles Cobie's chest, leans down and pats her on her cheeks, grinning sheepishly, she strokes Cobie's hair. Jamie kneels beside Beth, she grabs Cobie's right bicep and squeezes it tightly. Cobie groans and tries to push Beth back, Beth grabs her left wrist and kisses Cobie's bicep.
Beth pulls Cobie up by her hair and throws her across her shoulder and carries her out of the ring. Jamie following closely behind, she slaps a pair of handcuffs around Cobie's wrists.
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Kim Chizevsky vs King Kamali
Kim walks out onto the entrance stage in her bare feet, dressed in a black bikini, she strolls down the ramp flexing her biceps for the crowd, rolls into the ring and walks up beside Referee Iris Kyle. Kim looks over at Iris, scowling, hands on hips.
King walks out dressed in a pair of purple speedos, flexing his muscle packed arms, he struts down the ramp and rolls into the ring, he glances at Kim, smirking smugly as he flexes his right arm.
Kim walks up beside King, she winks at him and hits a most muscular pose, delts and traps flaring. “You think your such a hunk with all those muscles, but they're just for show. “ Kim puts a hand up to his chest, she runs her finger over his pecs, a playful grin spread across her lips.
“We'll find out, won't we?” King smirking smugly flexes in a side chest pose.
Kim chuckles and runs her palm down King's midsection, she tickles his groin. King glances at Kim, a sheepish grin on his lips. “No doubt, but I'm here to have some fun tonight. You wouldn't want me to leave unsatisfied, would you, handsome?” Kim asks, gently stroking his pecs with her fingernails.
King cups her chin in his hand, he leans in close and whispers in her ear. “I'll give you everything I can give.” King kisses her chin.
Kim blushes, she steps back rubbing her palms together, she beckons to him with one finger. King takes a single giant stride, he clutches her by her wrists and pushes her back into the corner, she knees his midsection, King staggers back, Kim lunges and tackles him to the canvas, she knee drops his groin.
King rolls onto the apron and down onto the ringside floor, clutching his groin. Kim walks over to the ropes and leans down, smiling at him. King staggers to his feet, Kim leaps over the top rope and splashes down into King's arms, knocking him down onto his back, Kim pulls him up by his arms and whips him into the security barrier, his left knee grazes the side of the steel ring steps, he drops down onto his hands and knees.
Kim struts up beside him and knees his ribs. King flops down onto his back. Kim straddles his waist, she rakes her sharpened fingernails down his chest, leaving behind long scratches down his chest and midsection. Kim pulls him up by his waist and slams him down across her knee, she slaps his ass and laughs, she slaps his upper back, smiling she drops him down onto his stomach and knee drops his left elbow.
Kim pulls him up by his arms and whips him into the ring, she climbs up onto the top turnbuckle and crouches down. King staggers to his feet, Kim dives off the top turnbuckle, Kim catches her by her waist and slams her onto her back, she sits up clutching the back of her shoulders. King stomps the back of her shoulders, she flops onto her stomach and crawls to the ropes and pulls herself up, she glares at him and snarls.
King charges at her, he rushes headlong in her midsection, she staggers back into the corner and grabs the top rope to keep her balance. King knees her midsection, she grunts and drops down onto her rear. King crouches down in front of her and grins. Kim grabs him by his ankles and jerks him off his feet, he flops down onto his back. Kim straddles his waist and wraps her arms around his torso, she hugs him tight, King groans and slaps her across the back of her shoulders.
Kim pulls him up by his arms and whips him into the ropes, on the rebound she knees his groin, he doubles over clutching his groin. Kim drops him with a double arm DDT. Kim sits up flexing her biceps for the crowd. Kim rolls onto his stomach and presses her palms down on his shoulders.
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...3. Iris raises Kim's arm up in victory. Kim crouches down onto his stomach and rubs her palms down his chest. She leans down and kisses his chin. King wraps his arms around her waist and cups his hands over her rear. Kim sits up, twirling a finger in her hair, she pulls him up into a seated position and plops down beside him, rubbing his lower back. King glances at Kim and grins, he leans in close and kisses her ear. Kim helps King up and leads him out of the ring, and up the ramp. Iris following closely behind, stroking his back.
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Cory Everson vs Lana
Lana struts down the ramp clutching a microphone in her right hand, dressed in a red bikini and red leather knee high boots, she climbs up the ring steps and flexes her rippling biceps, she climbs into the ring and smiles at the crowd. “I've come here tonight to prove myself, and to do that I have to face a worthy foe. Cory Everson, I want you.”
Cory walks out dressed in a blue bikini, muscular body glistening with sweat, she stands at the head of the ramp carrying a microphone. “You don't know what your in for, so I'm going to take it easy on you. Name the match and I'll accept.”
Lana smirks, she leans over the top rope and grins. “Hardcore match, that is if you can handle it. I'm going to show this crowd that your washed up.”
Cory chuckles, one hand on her hip. “Girl, your in for a rude awakening. I accept.” Cory drops the microphone and sprints down the ramp, she slides into the ring and rolls to her feet, grinning deviously, fists clenched in front of her chest. “Don't be too scared yet.”
Ref Alundra Blayze rolls into the ring and stands in the center of the ring, she gestures to the timekeeper. Cory and Lana circle one another, sizing up the other. Lana runs at Cory, fist raised in the air, she drives her shoulder into Cory's midsection, Cory staggers back into the ropes, on the rebound Cory drops Lana with the spine buster suplex.
Cory kips up and flexes her rippling biceps, she pulls Lana up by her hair and shoves her into the corner, hooks Lana's arms over the top rope and slams her left knee into her midsection. Lana doubles over clutching her stomach. Cory hip smashes Lana's stomach. Lana staggers out of the corner and flops onto her stomach.
Cory gets a bamboo pole and whacks Lana's upper back repeatedly. Lana rolls off the apron and crouches down on the ringside floor. Cory leans over the top rope, tapping the pole against her free palm. Lana reaches under the apron and pulls out a small aresol can. Cory slides under the ropes and sits down on the apron. “Having second-
Lana leaps up and sprays hair spray into Cory's face. Cory lies on the apron rubbing her eyes. Lana climbs up onto the apron, she grabs the top rope and presses her heel down across Cory's throat. Cory slaps at Lana's ankles. Lana stomps Cory's forehead, she climbs back into the ring and drags Cory into the corner of the ring and smiles, she grabs a strip of nylon rope and binds Cory's wrists to the bottom rope.
Cory tugs on her wrists, Lana grabs an electric cattle prod, she jabs Cory's chest with it. Cory screams and winces as several jolts of electricity courses through her beefy sculpted body. Lana prods Cory in the groin. Cory throws back her head, moaning loudly. Lana throws down the cattle prod and rolls out of the ring, she throws several objects into the ring, she grabs a handful of play doh and rubs it in Cory's face, then shoves it in Cory's mouth.
Cory jerks hard on her wrists, the nylon rope snaps, Lana scans the ring with her back to Cory, she squats down and goes to grab a stop sign off the canvas, Cory grabs a pair of cymbals, she tiptoes up behind her and slams the cymbals against the sides of her head. Lana drops to her knees, hands on her ears. Cory grabs her by the hair and smashes her face against the canvas.
Lana rolls onto her back clutching her face. Cory grabs a pool skimmer and whacks Lana's stomach. Lana sweeps Cory's ankles. Cory flops onto her back, Lana rolls onto Cory, straddles her waist and pummels Lana's stomach with a set of drumsticks. Lana gropes her hands, she grabs a ceramic vase and smashes it against Cory's forehead.
Cory rolls onto her side clutching her forehead, Lana stands over Cory, waving to the crowd, she grabs Cory by her ankles and leg drops her groin. Cory sits up clutching her groin. Lana runs to the ropes as Cory staggers to her feet, Lana bounces off the ropes and goes for the flying forearm smash, Cory ducks under her arm, she grabs her by the waist and slams her onto her back.
Lana staggers to her feet, Cory walks up behind her and grabs her in the sleeper hold. Lana claws at Cory's massive vein packed forearms. Cory grabs a long chain and shoves Lana down onto her stomach, she whips her across her back and shoulders. Lana grabs a bottle of suntan lotion, uncaps it, rolls to her feet and squirts lotion in Cory's face.
Cory staggers back rubbing her eyes, Lana grabs the chain, she runs up behind Cory and wraps the chain around her throat. Cory flails her arms, gasping for air. Lana leads her over to the corner and binds Cory's waist to the ring post, her arms at her sides. Cory glares defiantly at Lana as she struggles to break her restraints. Lana blows a handful of baby powder into Cory's face.
Cory flexes her arms, the chain snaps into several pieces, she blindly staggers around the ring rubbing her eyes. Lana knees her groin, she bounces off the ropes and drops Cory with a swinging neckbreaker. Lana lays atop Cory's stomach and hooks her right leg.
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… Cory barely kicks out in time, Lana sits up clutching her hair in frustration. Cory groans and staggers to her feet. Lana runs up behind Cory and nails her with a knife edge chop to the back of her neck. Cory collapses onto her stomach clutching her neck. Lana runs up beside Cory and elbow drops her lower back.
Cory crawls to the ropes, Lana grabs her by the ankles, Cory slams her heels in Lana's stomach. Lana staggers back, she bounces off the ropes and hurls herself at Cory, Cory rolls out of Lana's path, Lana flies between the ropes and crashes down onto the ringside floor. Cory grabs a frying pan and rolls out to the floor, she walks up behind the kneeling Lana, she turns to the crowd, finger pressed to her lips.
Lana staggers to her feet, Cory nails her forehead with the frying pan, Lana flops onto her back clutching her forehead. Cory stands over Lana, smiling as she poses for pictures. Lana sits up and headbutts Cory's groin. Cory staggers back rubbing her groin, Lana runs up to Cory and nails her with a upper cut to her chin. Cory staggers back into the corner. Lana charges and splashes Cory in the corner.
Cory staggers out of the corner, Lana runs up behind her and rolls her up in the school girl pin, she holds on to the back of her bikini bottom, unnoticed by the ref.
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...3. Ref Alundra raises up Lana's arm in victory, Lana jumps up and runs around the ring, jumping for joy, she rolls out of the ring and races up the ramp.
Cory staggers to her feet, she turns and yells at the ref. Ref Alundra shrugs her shoulders, telling Cory she didn't see anything wrong. Cory snarls, she lunges and slams her left fist against Alundra’s chin. “Did you see anything wrong this time.” Cory screams in rage, she pummels Alundra’s chest with her feet, she storms out of the ring and sprints to the backstage area, searching for Lana.
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Carmen Brady vs Laura Bass
Carmen walks out onto the entrance stage dressed in a white bikini, flexing her biceps for the crowd, she saunters down the ramp and rolls into the ring, she stands beside Ref Sarah Hayes, hands on her hips.
Laura sprints out dressed in a purple backless leotard, she rolls into the ring and flexing her biceps and kisses them, she smirks at Carmen.
Carmen walks up to Laura and offers her hand, Laura returns the gesture, Carmen chuckles as she pulls Laura up against her chest, and bear hugs her. Laura puts her hands on Carmen's face, trying to push her away. Carmen tightens her grip on Laura's waist. Laura screams as she rakes Carmen's eyes.
Carmen shoves Laura down onto her back and stomps her right knee. Laura rolls onto her side clutching her knee. Carmen pulls Laura up by her hair and leads her over to the ropes, she rakes her throat across the top rope and elbows her upper back.
Laura drops to one knee and groans, she slams her forearm against Carmen's groin. Carmen staggers back, Laura leaps up and charges headlong into Carmen's stomach, driving her back into the corner, she forearm smashes Carmen across the chest. Carmen grunts and doubles over clutching her pecs. Laura drops Carmen with a running bulldog, she makes the cover.
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...Carmen kicks out, she rolls onto her feet and glares at Laura. Laura charges at her, Carmen nails her across the face with a running forearm smash, Laura grunts and flops onto her back. Carmen grabs Laura's ankles and elbow drops her groin. Laura winces and rolls onto her stomach, she crawls to the ropes and pulls herself up. Carmen walks up to Laura and pulls her into the corner by her hair and slams her face against the top turnbuckle.
Laura drops to one knee and groans, Carmen scoops her up and hangs her in the Tree of Woe. Laura flails her arms madly as she tries to unhook her knees from over the top rope. Carmen stomps Laura's waist and chest repeatedly. Laura tugs on her hair and screams. Carmen grabs Laura's ankles and carries her out of the corner and pile drives her head onto the canvas.
Laura lies sprawled on her stomach, arms at her sides. Carmen parades around the ring flexing her rippling biceps for the crowd. Laura lumbers to her feet and staggers around the ring. Carmen walks up behind her and knees her between her legs. Laura drops to her knees, Carmen grabs her in a sleeper hold.
Laura pushes herself up with her feet and elbows Carmen's ribs. Carmen nails her with a reverse DDT. Laura lies on her back clutching her head. Carmen grabs her by the ankles and rolls her over into the Boston Crab. Laura pounds her fists against the canvas, teeth gritted. Carmen grins smugly as she leans back further.
Laura screams in agony, knees throbbing, sharp pain running up her back, tears streaming down her face. Carmen glances over her shoulder, a satisfied grin on her face. “Admit it, Laura. You are out of your league. Give up and maybe you won't wake up in the infirmary. “
Laura continues to fight through the pain, she refuses to submit, she drags herself across the canvas and reaches for the bottom rope, Carmen drags her back just as her fingernails graze the rope. With no other way out, Laura taps out.
Sarah raises Carmen's arm in victory. Carmen crouches down beside Laura and pats her upper back, she gently lifts Laura to her feet and leans her in the corner. Carmen shakes her hand. “You actually made me break a sweat, maybe you might be better than I thought. Any time you want a rematch, just say the word.”
Laura nods, she rolls out of the ring and staggers up the ramp clutching her lower back, one arm over Carmen's shoulders.
Sarah rolls onto the apron and sits down, the arena lights go out, when they come back on, Sarah lies sprawled on her stomach on the ringside floor, Yaxeni Oriquen stands over her wielding a steel folding chair. Yaxeni slams the chair across her upper back and snarls, bellowing like a cave woman, she drops the chair and drags Sarah up the ramp by her hair, and to the backstage hallway, laughing the whole time.
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Lita vs Kiana Tom
Lita walked out onto the entrance stage, dressed in a black sports bra and stretch pants, she waves to the crowd and sprints down the ramp, slides into the ring and stops beside ref Monica Brant.
Kiana struts out, dressed in a grey and black vertical striped bikini, she sashays down the ramp flexing her biceps, walks around the ringside floor gazing up at Lita.
Lita leans over the top rope and screams at Kiana to get in the ring. Kiana reaches into the ring and grabs Lita by her ankles and jerks her off her feet, drags her out onto the apron and slaps her across the chest. Lita rolls to the ringside floor and kips up, she grabs Kiana by her wrist and whips her towards the security barrier and charges after her.
Kiana raises up one leg and back flips off the security barrier, drops Lita onto her back with a flying heel kick to her chest. Lita sits up clutching her chest, Kiana connects with a drop kick to her right shoulder. Lita staggers to her feet, she runs around the corner clutching her shoulder.
Kiana reaches under the apron and pulls out a long length of nylon rope, she rolls into the ring and twirls it over her head, with a flick of her wrist she lassos Lita’s torso, she walks to corner and ties the end of the rope around the top turnbuckle as Lita struggles to free herself. Kiana tugs hard on the rope, she pulls Lita into the ring over the top rope, Lita continues to flail her arms.
Kiana stands bent over Lita, hands on her legs just above her knees, smiling deviously. Lita glares defiantly at Kiana. Kiana chuckles as she knees Lita’s chin. Lita flops onto her back, arms still pinned at her sides. Kiana pulls Lita up by her hair and shoves her back into the corner, she sits Lita up onto the top turnbuckle and pummels her belly.
Lita wraps her legs around Kiana’s throat, she nails her with the hurricanrana, Lita sits up tugging on her arms, trying to free herself. Kiana rolls onto her stomach, she crawls to the ropes and pulls herself up. She looks over at Lita and snarls.
Lita slips her arms free, she grabs her end of the rope and jerks hard, Kiana lurches towards her, Lita grabs Kiana and nails her with a swinging neckbreaker. Kiana lies on her back clutching the back of her neck. Lita climbs up onto the top turnbuckle and back flips off the turnbuckle, she connects with the moonsault, she hooks Kiana’s leg.
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….Kiana kicks out, Lita pulls her up by her hair and whips her into the corner, she charges and shoulder tackles Kiana’s stomach. Kiana staggers out of the corner, Lita grabs her by her hair and slams her forehead against the top turnbuckle. Kiana drops to one knee, clutching her face. Lita scoops up Kiana and sits her down on the top turnbuckle.
Kiana propels herself at Lita and spears her to the canvas, she grabs her by the ankles and rolls her into the sharpshooter. Lita screams and pounds her fists on the canvas. Kiana smiles at the crowd, she flexes her right bicep and kisses it. Lita taps.
Ref Monica raises Kiana’s arm in victory. Kiana struts around the ring, blowing kisses to the crowd. Lita lies on her stomach clutching her lower back. Kiana plants a foot on her upper back and hits the double biceps pose, she rolls out of the ring and flexing her biceps as she heads to the back.
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Talisa Soto vs Bridget Wilson
Bridget walked out onto the entrance stage, dressed in a black leotard and knee high black leather boots, she sprinted down the ramp and slid into the ring, walks up beside Ref Cobie Smulders and flexes her rippling biceps. She grabs a microphone from the timekeeper and leans with her elbows on the top rope. “Stop hiding, Talisa. Come out and face me like a real woman would.”
Talisa walks out dressed in her Kitana outfit, she sprints down the ramp and rolls onto the apron, she kips up and glares defiantly at Bridget. “What's gotten into you? I thought we were friends, and now your ready to fight me?” Talisa folds her beefy arms across her chest.
Bridget walks up to Talisa and shoves her back, Talisa charges, Bridget ducks down and bashes Talisa across the midsection with the microphone. Talisa drops to one knee, Bridget runs up beside her and nails her with a flying dropkick to her lower back.
Talisa crashes down onto her stomach. Bridget elbow drops Talisa’s upper back. Talisa crawls to the ropes and pulls herself up onto her feet. Bridget walks up to Talisa and grabs her by her hair, Talisa elbows Bridget's chin, Bridget staggers back, Talisa nails Bridget across her jaw with a spinning roundhouse kick.
Bridget collapses onto her back, Talisa grabs Bridget by her ankles and leg drops her groin. Bridget sits up clutching her crotch. Talisa smirks, she pulls Bridget up by her hair and leads her into the corner, she hooks Bridget's arms over the top rope and slaps her across her chest.
Bridget staggers out of the corner, Talisa drops her with a Russian leg sweep, she rolls on top of Bridget and hooks her right leg.
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…. Bridget kicks out, Talisa climbs up the corner and perches on the top turnbuckle. Bridget staggers to her feet, Talisa dives off the turnbuckle and launches herself at Bridget, Bridget sidesteps and nails Talisa’s stomach with her fist. Talisa flops onto her stomach, she winces as she rolls onto her side.
Bridget walks up beside Talisa and stomps her left ankle. Talisa groans and pulls her knees up against her chest. Sneering, Bridget stands over Talisa and flexes her rippling biceps, the crowd jeering her. Bridget bends down and spits in Talisa's face, she pulls her up by her wrist and whips her into the corner. Talisa hooks her arms around the top rope to steady herself.
Bridget charges and nails Talisa's stomach with a running shoulder tackle. Talisa slumps over, grimacing in pain. Bridget stomps her midsection. Talisa grabs Bridget by her ankle and spins her 360 degrees. Talisa lunges and spears Bridget onto her back, she straddles Bridget's waist and clobbers her chest with a barrage of heavy punches.
Bridget rakes Talisa's eyes and flips her across the canvas. Talisa staggers to her feet rubbing her eyes. Bridget walks up behind Talisa and grabs her in the rear waist lock. Talisa claws at Bridget's forearms. Bridget slides her arms up directly under Talisa's armpits and turns it into a full Nelson.
Talisa flaps her hands and rocks her hips. Bridget slams her onto her back and stomps her left knee.
Talisa rolls onto her side clutching her left leg. Bridget walks up beside Talisa and nudges her ribs with her foot. Talisa sits up and grabs Bridget by her right leg and pulls her down onto her stomach, she grabs Bridget with an ankle lock. Bridget flails her arms madly as she grabs the bottom rope.
Talisa staggers to her feet and climbs up onto the top turnbuckle, she crouches down as Bridget staggers to her feet, limping on her right leg. Talisa dives off the turnbuckle and nails Bridget across her chest with a flying dropkick. Bridget collapses onto her back, her head lolling to one side.
Talisa stands over Bridget, perplexed and disappointed. “Give up, I don't want to embarrass you any longer, Tell me what's happened to you?”
Bridget sits up clutching her chest, she looks up at Talisa, tears streaking her cheeks. “Help me, something's inside me, I can't explain right now.”
Talisa offers her hand, and Bridget takes it. She helps Bridget to her feet. Bridget nails her across the jaw with a spinning back fist, Talisa flops onto her back. Bridget grabs her by her ankles and wraps her up in the figure 4 leg lock. Talisa flails her arms madly as she reaches for the ropes, but they're too far for her to grab. Bridget arches her hips higher. Talisa screams as she taps out.
Bridget gets to her feet as Ref Cobie raises her arm up in victory. Bridget walks up beside Talisa and kicks her ribs, she smirks. “I can buy better friends than you now. Trash.”
Bridget rolls out of the ring and struts up the ramp.
Ref Cobie pulls Talisa up by her wrist and helps her to the back.
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Anja Langer vs John Cena
Anja walks out onto the entrance stage dressed in a purple silk bikini, she sprints down the ramp and slides into the ring, she kips up and flexes her rippling biceps. Ref Raye Hollitt glances over at her and shakes her head.
John walks out to a mixed reaction, he shuffles down the ramp and rolls onto the apron, stands up and walks over to Anja, flexing his arms as Anja watches him, hands on her hips.
Anja puckers her lips and gestures to him, John rubs his chin, he leans in to kiss her. Anja lunges and shoulder tackles John in his midsection. John staggers back. Anja grabs his wrist and whips him into the corner, she charges the corner. John rolls out of the corner, Anja’s chest collides with the the top turnbuckle, she staggers back, John grabs her from behind and drops her with a suplex.
John makes the cover and hooks her right knee.
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...Anja kicks out, John pulls her up by her hair and leads her back into the corner, Anja grabs his wrist and wrenches it behind his back, she wraps her other arm around his throat. John flails his free arm, and thrashes about. Anja drops him onto his back, she leans down over him and slaps his chest.
John grabs her by her wrist and pulls her down onto her knees, she fist drops his stomach. John sits up and shoves his palm in her face and pushes her down onto her back. Anja slaps him across the face, he recoils and goes for the knee drop, Anja rolls to her feet, grabs John by his ankles and rolls him into the Boston Crab.
John flails his arms, drags himself across the canvas and grasps the bottom rope. Anja breaks the hold, she pulls him up by his arms and slams him into the corner, hooks his arms around the top rope, she pummels his chest and stomach with a barrage of heavy blows. John slumps down onto his rear.
Anja turns her back to him, she pulls down the back of her bikini bottom and stink faces him, she walks out of the corner hiking up her bottoms, she flexes her arms for the crowd, whipping them into a frenzy. John staggers to his feet, he charges from behind and knees her lower back, Anja staggers into the ropes, flips out of the ring and slams down onto her stomach.
John rolls out of the ring, he kneels beside Anja, rubs her back. Anja pushes herself up onto her knees. John grabs her by her hair and leads her to the security barrier, lifts her up over his head. Anja thrashes about, she slips free and lands on her feet, she smashes him across the back of his neck with her forearm.
John drops to one knee, Anja grabs him in the dragon sleeper, John flails his arms. Anja lifts him over head and slams him down across the steel ring steps. John rolls onto his back clutching his face. Anja reaches under the apron and pulls out a yardstick, she waves it in the air and snaps it over his chest. John sits up clutching his face and chest.
Anja pulls him up by his arms and rams his back against the security barrier, whips him back into the ring, he lies on the apron breathing heavily sweat pouring down his face. Anja scurries up onto the top turnbuckle and crouches down, John staggers to his feet, Anja dives off the turnbuckle and catches him with a missile drop kick to his ribs.
John flops onto his back. Anja grabs him up and tosses him across the back of her shoulders with a torture rack. John screams and flails his arms. Anja hops up and down around the canvas. John taps out.
Ref Raye raises up Anja's arm in victory as she tosses John to the canvas. Anja bows to the crowd, she blows them kisses and flexes her massive muscular arms. Raye stands back to back with Anja flexing her arms.
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Christine Roth vs Amanda Dunbar
Christine walks out onto the entrance stage dressed in a tiger skin bikini, she struts down the ramp flexing her biceps, she rolls into the ring and stands beside Ref Colette Nelson.
Amanda walks out dressed in a black bikini, she sprints down the ramp flexing her biceps, she rolls into the ring and takes a knee in the corner, she flexes her right arm at her side.
Christine stands and beckons to Amanda, Amanda glances over at her and chuckles. Christine rushes, Amanda jumps to her feet and forearm smashes Christine across her chest. Christine flops onto her back, Amanda knee drops her midsection.
Amanda pulls her up by her hair and leads her over to the corner, slams her face against the top turnbuckle. Christine drops to one knee and groans and clutches her face. Amanda knees Christine's upper back and rubs her face across the middle rope, she grabs a handful of hair and slams her down onto her back.
Christine rolls onto her side, Amanda plops down onto her rear and scissors Christine's throat. Christine flails her arms, gasping for air. Amanda grins smugly as she runs her hands through her luscious mane. Christine rakes her fingernails down Amanda's thighs. Amanda grabs Christine's wrists and pulls on them.
Christine rocks on her side, and manages to get her foot on the bottom rope. Amanda breaks the hold and leg drops Christine's throat. Christine rolls onto her stomach as she crawls to the ropes, she pulls herself up and rubs her throat.
Amanda runs up behind her and dropkicks Christine's lower back, Christine pitches over the ropes and slams down onto her stomach on the ringside floor. Amanda climbs out onto the apron and flexes her rippling biceps for the crowd.
Christine staggers to her feet, Amanda jumps off the apron and nails Christine across the top of her head with a double ax handle smash. Christine flops onto her back. Amanda runs up beside Christine and knee drops her groin.
Christine sits up clutching her groin, Amanda rummages under the ring, Christine staggers to her feet, she walks over to Amanda and grabs her by her hair, Amanda lunges and sprays perfume in Christine's eyes. Christine staggers back rubbing her eyes.
Amanda grabs Christine's wrists and whips her towards the announcer's table, Christine flops onto the announcer's table onto her stomach, teary eyes stinging. Amanda grabs the monitor cord and whips Christine across her back. Christine screams with each snap of the cord. Amanda climbs up onto the announcer's table, scoops up the monitor and slams it down on Christine's lower back.
Amanda pulls her up by her hair, shoves her head between her knees and pile drives Christine's head onto the table top, the table shatters. Amanda pulls Christine from the wreckage by her hair, scoops her up and lies her down onto the apron. Amanda climbs up onto the top turnbuckle, she crouches down and glares at Christine.
Christine staggers to her feet, Amanda dives off the turnbuckle, Christine catches her by her waist in midair and body slams her onto the canvas. Christine sits down and locks her legs around Amanda's right arm. Amanda screams and flails her free hand, she grabs onto the bottom rope.
Christine releases Amanda and pulls her up by her hair. Amanda knees Christine's groin. Christine staggers back, Amanda rakes her fingernails down Christine's face, she grabs Christine by her hair and pile drives her head onto the canvas. Christine lies sprawled on her back. Amanda makes the cover.
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...3. Colette raises Amanda's arm in victory. Amanda hits a double biceps pose as she stands over Christine, Colette kneels beside Christine and slaps her across her jaw. Amanda hits a most muscular pose, she knee drops Christine's groin. Colette raises Christine into a seated position, Amanda stomps Christine's groin.
Lindsey Spitler rushes to the ringside floor and slides into the ring and kips up. Amanda charges. Lindsey nails her with a flying forearm smash to her face. Colette grabs Lindsey by her wrist. Lindsey nails her with a knee to her midsection, she scoops Colette up and body slams her onto the ringside floor.
Christine rolls onto the apron and pulls herself up with the aid of the ropes and spears Amanda as she rushes at her. Lindsey and Christine grab Amanda by her wrists and whip her to the ringside floor beside Colette, they hug and roll out of the ring and walk to the back.
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Talisa Soto vs Lita
Talisa walks out onto the entrance stage dressed in her Kitana outfit, waving and smiling at the crowd as she struts down the ramp. She climbs up the ring steps and walks along the apron flexing her left arm, she climbs into the ring and walks up beside Ref Sandra Hess.
Lita runs out dressed in a black sports bra and stretch pants, she leaps up onto the apron and hits the Team Extreme pose, climbs into the ring and walks up to Talisa and slaps her across the face.
Talisa steps back rubbing her cheek, glaring at Lita, she goes to charge her, Lita sidesteps Talisa and lands a forearm smash to the back of her neck, Talisa stumbles and drops to one knee clutching the back of her neck. Lita bounces off the ropes and dropkicks Talisa’s upper back, Talisa flops onto her stomach, Lita elbow drops her lower back.
Talisa crawls out onto the apron, she pulls herself up with the aid of the ropes, Lita charges her, Talisa ducks down as Lita reaches her and shoulder tackles her midsection, grabs Lita by her hair and tosses her over the ropes and down onto the ringside floor. Talisa hits a double biceps pose and back flips off the apron and nails Lita with the moonsault.
Talisa pulls Lita up by her hair, grabs the back of her head and slams her face against the top of the security barrier, Lita drops to one knee clutching her face. Talisa climbs up onto the apron and dives off, Lita leaps to her feet and nails Talisa with a big boot to her midsection. Talisa flops onto her back. Lita stomps Talisa’s upper back, she pulls Talisa up by her ponytail and whips her face first against the side of the steel ring post.
Talisa grunts and flops onto her back, blood trickling from a small gash on her forehead. Lita scoops up Talisa and body slams her onto the top of the security barrier, she tosses her onto the ringside floor and rubs her face against the thinly padded floor. Lita rolls into the ring and walks from corner to corner flexing her biceps.
Talisa staggers to her feet, she leans against the edge of the apron clutching her face. Lita baseball slides across the canvas and nails Talisa in the face with the heel of her boot, Talisa falls back, the back of her head grazing the side of the security barrier. Lita climbs up onto the top turnbuckle, hits the Team extreme pose and dives off the apron, Talisa rolls out of the way.
Lita slams down across the top of the security barrier, Talisa staggers to her feet and holds down on the back of Lita’s head and elbows her lower back, she grabs Lita up and tosses her back into the ring, climbs up onto the top turnbuckle and dives off connecting with the elbow drop to Lita’s chest. Talisa makes the cover.
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...Lita kicks out, Talisa pulls Lita up by her hair and shoves her into the corner, she repeatedly stomps Lita’s midsection. Lita slumps down onto her rear, Talisa pulls Lita up by her wrist and whips her into the ropes, on the rebound Lita kicks Talisa in the ribs and nails her with the Twist of Fate. Lita makes the cover.
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...Talisa kicks out, Lita snarls and pulls Talisa up and bends her over, she knees Talisa in the forehead, Talisa staggers back into the ropes, she tries to catch herself but her arms get tangled up in the ropes. Lita chuckles, paces in front of Talisa, running her hands through her hair as Talisa struggles to free her arms.
Lita grabs Talisa by her ankles and flips her out of the ring, Talisa slams down onto her stomach. Lita pumps her fists and shakes her hips. Talisa staggers to her feet, she rolls into the ring, Lita pulls her up by her ponytail and whips her into the ropes, on the rebound Talisa nails her with the back body drop, she keister drops Lita's midsection and hooks her legs.
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...3. Ref Sandra raises up Talisa's arm in victory. Talisa bends down over Lita and pulls her up by her right hand, helps her into the corner. Lita glares at Talisa. Talisa grabs a microphone and offers Lita her hand. “You gave me quite a challenge. No hard -
Bridget Wilson storms the ring and slams the steel folding chair across her upper back. Talisa drops onto her stomach. Lita high-fives Bridget. Lita, Bridget and Sandra surround the unconscious Talisa and take turns stomping her back. Lita pulls Talisa up by her hair and nails her with the Twist of Fate. Bridget leg drops the back of Talisa’s neck, Sandra grabs Talisa in the Camel clutch, Lita kneels down and spits in Talisa’s face.
Mickie James storms the ring, grabs Lita by her hair and tosses her over the ropes, Bridget and Sandra rush her, Mickie nails them both with a clothesline, Sandra scurries out of the ring. Bridget gets to her feet and beckons to Mickie. Mickie lunges and spears Bridget through the ropes and onto the ringside floor, she rolls into the ring and scoops Talisa up and carries her to the back.
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Pauline Nordin vs Katie Lee Burchill
Pauline walks out of her dressing room in a green camouflage bikini, hair slicked back cascading down her shoulders, she passes through the curtain leading into the ring area to a standing ovation, she saunters down the ramp flexing her biceps and blowing kisses to the crowd, she rolls into the ring and stands beside Ref Christy Resendes, folds her beefy arms across her chest.
The arena lights dim, smoke pours out from the stage floor vents, Katie emerges from the smoke, dressed in a black bikini, fists clenched swinging at her sides, she marches down the ramp and rolls into the ring, she glances over at Pauline, smirking smugly as she rubs her palms together.
Pauline takes several deep breaths and struts around the corner flexing her biceps, she snaps to attention and salutes the crowd. Katie runs up behind Pauline and dropkicks her upper back, Pauline slams chest first against the top turnbuckle, Katie grabs her in the rear waist lock and nails her with a bridging German suplex.
Pauline rolls to the apron and pulls herself up with the aid of the ropes, Katie grabs her by her hair and leads her over to the corner, Pauline elbows Katie's chest, Katie staggers back, Pauline grabs Katie and nails her with the powerbomb, she makes the cover.
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...Katie kicks out, Pauline pulls her up by her hair and whips her towards the ropes, on the rebound Katie nails her with a flying forearm smash to her chest. Pauline rolls onto her stomach as Katie goes for the leg drop. Pauline rolls to her feet, she grabs Katie up by her wrist and wrenches her right arm behind her back.
Katie elbows Pauline’s chest, she spins around and nails her with a vicious haymaker to the chin. Pauline staggers back into the corner and hooks her arms around the top rope. Katie shoulder tackles Pauline's midsection. Pauline staggers out of the corner.
Katie grabs her in the cross face chicken wing. Pauline flails her free hand, Katie wraps her legs around her waist and squeezes tightly leaving Pauline gasping for air. Pauline drops to her knees, arms drooping at her sides. Katie kisses the back of Pauline's head and sniffs her hair.
Pauline slumps down onto her stomach. Katie stands and screams in glee, she grabs her in the surfboard stretch. Pauline screams in agony, Katie giggles and presses her booted heel down on the back of Pauline's head. Fists clenched in rage, Pauline tugs hard on her arms, biceps bulging.
Katie stumbles back, teeth gritted. Pauline staggers to her feet clutching her right shoulder, she glares defiantly at Katie. Katie rushes at her, Pauline ducks under her arms and slams her fists into Katie's stomach, she hoists Katie up and gorilla press slams her onto her stomach, she rolls her over onto her back and mounts her chest.
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….3. Christy raises Pauline's arm in victory. The lights go out, they come back on several seconds later. Pauline lies on her stomach, Christy wielding a steel chair, she laughs and rolls out of the ring with Katie.
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Gina Davis vs Rusev
Gina struts down the ramp in a red bikini, she grabs the ropes, pulls herself up onto the apron, waves to the cheering crowd, climbs into the ring and walks up beside Ref Lana, she folds her arms across her chest and glares up at the entrance stage.
Rusev sprints down the ramp, rolls into the ring, rolls to his feet. He clenches his fists and glares back at Gina.
Gina smirks, hits a double biceps pose. Rusev sneers, charges. Gina ducks his clothes, pounces onto his back, wraps her legs around his waist, wraps her arms around his throat. Rusev staggers around the ring, flailing his arms. Rusev runs backwards into the corner, ramming Gina's back against the turnbuckles.
Gina grunts, she tightens her grip around Rusev's throat. Rusev drops to one knee. Gina unwraps her legs from around his waist, drives her right knee into his lower back. Rusev grasps Gina's forearms, pries her arms from around his throat.
Gina steps back into the corner, squats down. Rusev turns, snarls , charges. Gina sidesteps out of his path, Rusev collides chest first into the top turnbuckle, he staggers back. Gina grabs him in an inverted face-lock, clubs his chest with her left forearm, driving him onto his back.
Gina grins, rubs her right foot in his face. Rusev grabs her ankle. Gina flails her arms. Rusev staggers to his feet, still clutching Gina's ankle. Gina nails him with an Enzuigiri. Rusev slams down onto his stomach. Gina keister drops Rusev's lower back, grabs him in a Camel Clutch.
Rusev groans, clenches his fists. Gina wrenches back on Rusev's chin. Rusev cries out, rock his body sideways. Gina stands, stomps his upper back. Rusev rolls onto his back. Gina bends down, jabs his chest with her forefinger. “I'm enjoying this, Rusev! Aren't -
Rusev sits up, slugs Gina's stomach. Gina staggers back. Rusev scrambles to his feet, grabs Gina's right wrist, whips her into the ropes, on the rebound, nails her with a Big Boot to the chest. Gina slams down onto her back. Rusev grabs a handful of Gina's hair, pulls her up onto her feet, shoves her back into the corner.
Rusev struts to the center of the ring, turns towards Gina, pounds his fists on his chest, charges with his right shoulder leaning forward. Gina drops down onto her stomach, rolls off the apron, Rusev howls as his right shoulder connects with the steel ring post, he staggers back clutching his shoulder.
Gina rolls back into the ring, sits up on her knees, beckons to Rusev with her right hand. Rusev charges, Gina head butts his stomach. Rusev staggers back, Gina springs to her feet, scoops Rusev up, body-slams him onto the mat. Gina pulls him up by his hair, tucks his head between her legs, hits a double biceps pose.
Rusev clutches the backs of Gina's knees, jerks her off her feet, she slams onto her back. Rusev grabs Gina's ankles, rolls her over into a Boston Crab. Gina groans, teeth gritted, reaches for the bottom rope, but it's just out of reach.
Ref Lana kneels in front of Gina. “Do you give?”
Gina groans, shakes her head, she pushes her torso up off the mat, rolls over onto her back, jerks her legs free, shoves Rusev chest with her feet, Rusev slams onto his back. Gina staggers to her feet, rubs her right knee. Rusev leaps to his feet, charges, Gina sweeps his ankles, he slams down onto his stomach.
Gina straddles Rusev's lower back, presses her right foot on his lower back, bends down, pulls back on his wrists. Rusev groans, shakes his head. Gina grins, teeth gritted, wrenches back further on his wrists. Rusev screams, shakes his head, clenches his fists.
Gina releases his wrists, steps back into the corner, blows a kiss to the cheering crowd. Rusev pushes himself up onto his hands and knees. Gina runs up and dropkicks his ribs. Rusev grunts and rolls off the apron, lands on his back on the ringside floor.
Gina leans over the top rope, lips pouted, shaking her head. “Come on, Big Boy, Can't you handle little old me.” Gina chuckles.
Rusev lurches to his feet, lunges, grabs Gina's ankles through the ropes, jerks her off her feet. Gina slams onto her back. Rusev pulls her halfway off of the ring, clubs her stomach with his forearms. Gina wraps her legs around his waist. Rusev applies a claw-hold to her abdomen. Gina groans, shakes her head. Rusev jerks Gina off the apron, slamming her onto her back, reapplies the claw-hold to her abdomen.
Gina writhes on the ringside floor, Rusev grins, pulls his hand back, slugs Gina's abdomen, pulls her up by her hair, grabs the nape of her neck, Gina drives her elbow into the side of his jaw. Rusev staggers back. Gina rams Rusev's back against the security barrier, he drops down onto his rear, clutches his lower back.
Gina repeatedly stomps his chest, he throws up his forearms to shield his body. Gina stomps his his forehead. Rusev slumps onto his side. Gina leans down, presses the sole of her right foot on his throat. Rusev flails his arms, gasping for air.
Gina pulls her foot from off his throat, pulls him up by his wrists, whips him face-first into the steel ring post, he slams down onto his back, clutching his forehead. Gina pulls him up by his hair, whips him back into the ring. Rusev staggers to his feet. Gina pulls herself onto the apron.
Rusev grabs two big handfuls of Gina's hair, tosses her back into the ring on her back, he elbow drops her stomach, hooks her right leg.
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...Gina kicks out. Rusev growls, sits up on his knees, slaps Gina's stomach, applies a claw-hold to her abdomen. Gina moans, clutches Rusev's wrist. Rusev grabs a handful of Gina's hair, pulls her up to her feet, whips her into the corner, charges. Gina lunges, spears Rusev to the canvas.
Gina pushes up to her feet, bounces off the ropes, leg drops his throat. Gina kips up, sit down beside him, wraps her legs around his throat. Rusev flails his arms, gasps for air. Gina grins, bobs her head, hits a double biceps pose. Rusev flails his legs. Gina tightens her grip.
Rusev gets a foot on the bottom rope. Gina releases the hold, pulls him up by his hair, Mongolian chops his shoulders. Rusev drops to his knees, head butts her stomach. Gina drops to one knee. Rusev knife-edge chops Gina's chest. Gina grunts, delivers an elbow smash to his chest. Rusev counters with a head butt to Gina's forehead.
Gina falls onto her back. Rusev staggers to his feet, grabs Gina's ankles, rolls back catapulting her halfway across the ring slamming her down onto her stomach. Gina groans, pushes herself up onto her knees, Rusev grabs her in a Cobra Clutch.
Gina groans, flails her legs. Rusev pulls Gina to her feet, slams her down onto her rear, drives his right knee into her back, grasps her by the chin and wrenches her head to the side. Gina screams, flails her arms. Rusev stands, pulls Gina up by her hair, grabs her right wrist and applies the Hammerlock.
Gina groans, shakes her head, drives her left elbow into Rusev's ribs. Rusev snarls, leads Gina over to the ropes, hangs Gina over the second rope, hooks his right leg over the back of her neck and pulls up on the second rope. Gina flails her arms, gasps for air.
Rusev grabs Gina by the waist, connects with a Bridging German Suplex.
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...2...
...Gina kicks out, Rusev stands, pulls Gina up by her hair, Gina nails him with an Uppercut, Rusev staggers back, Gina wraps her arms around his waist and squeezes tightly. Shakes him like a rag doll. Rusev slaps Gina's ears. Gina snarls, hoists him up, nails him with a sit-out spine-buster.
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...2...
...Rusev kicks out. Gina pulls him up by his hair, tucks his head under her right armpit, hoists him up vertically, nails him with a Brain-buster. Gina pulls Rusev up by his right wrist, whips him into the ropes, on the rebound she nails him with the Sweet Chin Music. Rusev lies spread-eagle on his back.
Gina smirks, plants her right foot on his chest, hits a most muscular pose.
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...3. Ref Lana raises Gina's right arm in victory. Gina waves, blows a kiss to the crowd. Gina walks towards the ropes,, climbs out onto the apron and takes a bow, she hops down, shakes hands and high-fives with fans as she sprints up the ramp.
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Keelin Cornuck vs Jennifer Dempster
Jennifer races down the ramp to a chorus of cheers dressed in a blue bikini, she rolls into the ring, rolls to her feet, walks from corner to corner blowing kisses to the crowd, stops beside the referee. Ref Kiana Tom sneers, arms folded across her chest.
Keelin struts down the ramp in a pink bikini, climbs up the ring steps, struts across the apron, lips pouted, mockingly blows Jennifer a kiss, she climbs through the ropes, walks up to Jennifer, gives her the once over and shakes her head. “Why must they pit me against such trash like you?”
Jennifer scoffs, presses her chest to Keelin's chest, clenches her fists. “I'll show you who's trash when this is over.”
Keelin grins. “I know you will. Trash.”
Jennifer snarls, shoves Keelin. Keelin shoves Jennifer back. They grapple in a collar and elbow tie-up. Keelin slowly pushes Jennifer back into the corner, knees her stomach. Jennifer grunts, kicks Keelin in the shin. Keelin growls, stomps Jennifer's right foot.
Jennifer grimaces. Keelin rams Jennifer's back against the turnbuckles. Jennifer grunts, drops to one knee. Keelin presses her heel in Jennifer's face. Jennifer slugs Keelin's stomach. Keelin staggers back. Jennifer leaps to her feet, lunges and tackles Keelin to the canvas.
Jennifer mounts Keelin's waist, pummels her stomach. Keelin clutches Jennifer's wrists. Jennifer stands, pulls Keelin to her feet. Keelin whips Jennifer into the ropes, on the rebound drops Jennifer with a Running Clothesline. Jennifer rolls to her feet, Keelin grabs her in a rear waist lock, Jennifer elbows Keelin's jaw, slips free, nails Keelin with a Russian leg-sweep.
Keelin sits up, brows furrowed. Jennifer kips up. Keelin staggers to her feet. Jennifer charges, right arm extended. Keelin ducks, kicks Jennifer on the stomach. Jennifer doubles over, clutches her stomach. Keelin rushes from the side, knees Jennifer's forehead. Jennifer drops onto her side.
Keelin grabs Jennifer's right ankle, kicks the back of her thigh. Jennifer groans, rolls onto her stomach, pushes herself onto her knees. Keelin walks up, grabs a handful of Jennifer's hair and jerks her to her feet. Jennifer slugs Keelin's chest.
Keelin staggers back. Jennifer charges, dropkicks Keelin's chest. Keelin slams down onto her back. Jennifer charges off the ropes, elbow drops Keelin's stomach, lies across her chest and hooks her right leg.
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...2...
…Keelin kicks out. Jennifer slaps the canvas, grabs Keelin's wrists and pulls her to her feet, whips her into the ropes. Keelin rebounds off the ropes, nails Jennifer with a shoulder block to the chest. Jennifer rolls to her feet, Keelin charges, knife-edge chops Jennifer's chest.
Jennifer staggers back, Keelin charges, nails Jennifer with a shoulder block to the stomach. Jennifer staggers back into the corner. Keelin charges, nails Jennifer's chest with a forearm smash. Jennifer drops down onto her rear. Keelin turns, rubs her butt in Jennifer's face.
Jennifer shoves Keelin on the rear, staggers to her feet. Keelin walks to the opposite corner, beckons with her right forefinger. Jennifer charges, right shoulder forward. Keelin sidesteps, Jennifer's right shoulder slams against the steel corner post, she staggers back, grimacing, clutching her shoulder. Keelin grabs Jennifer in a full nelson.
Jennifer groans, shakes her head. Keelin forces Jennifer onto her knees. Jennifer groans, shakes her head. Keelin forces Jennifer onto her stomach, drives her knee into her upper back. Keelin leaps to her feet, runs, charges off the ropes. Jennifer rolls onto the apron, narrowly avoiding Keelin's leg drop.
Keelin lands on her rear, grimaces. Jennifer pulls herself up with the ropes, leans on the top rope. Keelin charges, Jennifer rams her shoulder into Keelin's stomach. Keelin doubles over. Jennifer tucks Keelin's head under her right armpit, suplexes her to the ringside floor.
Jennifer and Keelin lie on their backs. Jennifer staggers to her feet, grabs Keelin by her hair, pulls her to her feet, whips her into the security barrier. Keelin slams down onto her back. Jennifer climbs up onto the barrier, hits a double biceps, dives off, elbow drops Keelin's stomach.
Keelin sits up, grimacing, clutching her stomach. Jennifer pushes herself to her feet, kicks Keelin's lower back. Keelin grunts, clutches her lower back. Jennifer kneels behind Keelin, grabs her in a Cobra Clutch. Keelin groans, flails her legs. Jennifer pulls Keelin to her feet, slams her down onto her back.
Jennifer scoops up Keelin, lies her on the apron, Jennifer pulls herself up onto the apron, climbs through the ropes. Keelin staggers to her feet. Jennifer charges, Keelin knees Jennifer's stomach, grabs her by the hair, hops off the apron, slamming Jennifer's throat across the top rope.
Jennifer lies on her back, gasping for air, right hand rubbing her throat. Keelin grins, rolls into the ring, rolls to her feet, walks up, grabs Jennifer's ankles, rolls her up in a Boston Crab. Jennifer screams, flails her arms, reaches for the ropes. Keelin drags Jennifer towards the center of the canvas. Jennifer grimaces, pounds her fist against the canvas. “What's the matter, Jennifer? Am I too much for you? Give up now and spare yourself any further agony.”
Kiana kneels in front of Jennifer, grinning, licking her lips. “Do you give, Jennifer?
Jennifer shakes her head. “No!”
Keelin scoffs. “Don't be so pigheaded. You can't escape my hold. Just give up.”
Jennifer grimaces, pressing her palms against the canvas, she hoists her torso up, rolls onto her back, jerks her legs free, shoves Keelin with her feet. Keelin flops onto her back. Jennifer staggers to her feet. Keelin stands, they charge each other, grapple in a collar and elbow tie-up.
Jennifer slowly forces Keelin into the corner, knees her stomach, hooks Keelin's arms on the top rope, knife-edge chops her chest. Keelin grunts, snarls at Jennifer. Jennifer grabs Keelin's wrists, presses her right heel on her stomach and leans back, tugging on Keelin's arms. Keelin groans through gritted teeth, shakes her head. Jennifer releases Keelin's wrists, mounts the middle rope, pummels Keelin's forehead.
Keelin shoves Jennifer onto her back, climbs up onto the top turnbuckle. Jennifer staggers to her feet. Keelin nails Jennifer with a Cross-body, holds onto Jennifer's bikini bottoms.
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….3. Keelin leaps to her feet, Kiana raises her right arm in victory. Keelin races from corner to corner, blowing kisses to the crowd. Jennifer sits up on her knees, glaring at Keelin. Keelin kneels in front of Jennifer, pats her on the jaw. “Nice try. Maybe next time. Maybe not.” Keelin rolls out of the ring, sprints up the ramp, flexing her biceps.
Jennifer staggers to her feet, walks up to Kiana, growling. “She held onto my bottoms.”
Kiana shrugs. “Didn't notice. Too bad. The match is already over, so get over it, bimbo.” Kiana turns.
Jennifer grabs Kiana by the shoulder. “I'm talking to -
Kiana nails Jennifer on the jaw with a Discus Punch. Jennifer lies spread-eagle on her back, head lolling to one side. Kiana smirks, whips her hair, she rolls out of the ring, struts up the ramp, hands on hips, hips gyrating. Keelin waits for Kiana by the entrance curtain, they shake hands and walk to the back.
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Welcome Back and good job on the two new matches. :bravo:
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3 more matches
Rachel McLish vs Barbora Mrazkova
Rachel sashays down the ramp in a silver bikini, rolls into the ring, springs to her feet, walks up beside Ref Bev Francis, folds her arms across her chest and glares up at the entrance stage.
Barbora sprints down the ramp in a blue bikini, slides into the ring, rolls to her feet, grins, hits a double biceps pose.
Rachel shakes her head.
Barbora walks up to Rachel, offers her hand, Rachel shakes her hand. Barbora squeezes Rachel's hand in a crushing grip. Rachel grimaces, drops to one knee. Barbora jerks Rachel to her feet, whips her into the ropes, Rachel charges off the ropes. Barbora drops Rachel with a running lariat. Rachel slams down onto her back.
Barbora sits up on her knees, applies a Stomach Claw to Rachel's abdomen. Rachel groans, legs flailing. Barbora digs her sharpened nails deeper into Rachel's chiseled midsection. Rachel grabs Barbora's wrist. Barbora drives her knee into Rachel's ribs.
Barbora springs to her feet, grabs two handfuls of Rachel's hair, pulls her to her feet. Rachel delivers a series of knife-edge chops to Barbora's chest. Barbora yanks on Rachel's hair, slamming her down onto her stomach.
Rachel rolls onto her back, Barbora bounces off the ropes, leg drops Rachel's chest. Barbora kips up, pulls Rachel up by her right wrist, whips her into the corner. Rachel slams back first against the turnbuckles, hooks her arms over the top rope to keep herself upright. Barbora charges, nails Rachel with a Stinger Splash.
Barbora takes several steps back, pumps her fist as Rachel staggers forward and pitches forward onto her stomach. Barbora runs up beside Rachel, elbow drop her upper back. Rachel grunts, pushes herself to her knees.
Barbora grabs Rachel by the wrist, Rachel leaps to her feet, nails Barbora with a Short-arm Clothesline. Rachel stomps Barbora's stomach. Barbora rolls towards the ropes, pulls herself to her feet. Rachel charges. Barbora bends over, catches Rachel with a Back Body Drop to the ringside floor.
Rachel sits up against the security barrier, Barbora steps out onto the apron Waving to the crowd, Barbora leaps forward, Rachel scrambles out of the way of Barbora's diving headbutt. Barbora slams head first into the side of the security barrier with a loud grunt.
Rachel grabs a dazed Barbora by the wrist, pulls her to her feet, whips her into the steel ring steps. Barbora's back hits the side of the steps with a loud thud, Barbora grimaces and clutches her lower back. Rachel presses her heel on Barbora's throat.
Barbora flails her arms, gasping for air, she grabs Rachel's ankle and smacks it with her forearm. Rachel staggers back. Barbora lurches to her feet, charges, drops Rachel with a Thesz Press, pummels her chest. Barbora stands, scoops Rachel up, charges, ramming Rachel's lower back against the steel corner post.
Barbora lies Rachel face up on the apron, pulling herself up onto the apron, she stomps Rachel's chest, then climbs back into the ring. Rachel sits up leaning back on the bottom rope. Barbora grabs Rachel's ankles, Rachel clutches the bottom rope as Barbora goes for a catapult instead causing Barbora to slam onto her back.
Rachel pulls herself up with the ropes, Barbora staggers to her feet, Rachel delivers a forearm smash to Barbora's chest, Barbora staggers back, Rachel bounces off the ropes, delivers a Cross chop to the sides of Barbora's neck. Barbora drops to one knee. Rachel charges, nails Barbora with an elbow smash to her face.
Barbora flops onto her back, Rachel charges off the ropes, leg drops Barbora's chest. Barbora sits up, rubbing her chest, staggers to her feet, Rachel grabs her in a rear waist lock. Barbora clutches Rachel's wrists and pries herself free, nails Rachel with a spinning back fist.
Rachel slams onto her back, Barbora charges off the ropes, splashes down across Rachel's stomach, hooks her right leg.
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...Rachel gets a shoulder up, Barbora sits up on her knees, slugs Rachel's stomach, pulls her up by her wrist, whips her into the ropes, Rachel ducks Barbora's clothesline, bounces off the ropes, drops Barbora with a Spear, lies across her chest, hooks her right leg.
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...2...
...Barbora kicks out. Rachel pulls Barbora up by her right wrist, whips her into the ropes. On the rebound, Barbora ducks Rachel's clothesline, grabs her in a rear waist-lock, hoists her up and slams her onto her stomach, she stands, grabs Rachel's right wrist, and applies a step-over arm-lock.
Rachel groans, teeth gritted, left fist clenched. Barbora grins, bobs her head, puckers her lips. Rachel thrashes, reaches for the bottom rope but it's too far away. Right arm wracked with pain, Rachel taps the canvas with her left hand.
Ref Bev signals for the bell. Barbora releases Rachel's arm. Bev raises Barbora's right arm in victory. Barbora grins, bows to the crowd, she bends down, grabs Rachel's left hand and pulls her to her feet, she shakes Rachel's hand in a show of good sportsmanship. Rachel nods, hugs Barbora.
Rachel rolls off the apron, she waits as Barbora climbs down off the apron. They walk up the ramp together, Rachel holds Barbora's right arm up. “Next time, Barbora, next time.”
Cory Everson vs Karla Nelson
Cory sprints down down the ramp in a pink bikini, rolls into the ring, rolls to her feet, walks up beside Ref Christa Bauch, folds her arms across her chest, stares at the entrance stage.
Karla struts down the ramp in a black bikini, climbs up the ring steps, stands on the apron, strikes a double biceps pose. She climbs through the ring, walks to the center of the ring, smirks at Cory.
Cory drops her arms at her sides, furrows her brows, strikes a side chest pose.
Karla presses her right hand over her mouth to stifle a yawn. She walks up to Cory, shoves her onto her rear. Cory scrambles to her feet, presses her chest against Karla's chest. Karla smirks, takes a step back, slaps Cory on the jaw.
Cory steps back, clenched fists raised. Karla lunges, grabs Cory by her wrists. Cory thrashes her torso. Karla pulls Cory towards her, rams her right knee into her stomach. Cory grunts, doubles over. Karla clutches the nape of Cory's neck in her left hand, clubs her upper back with her right forearm. Cory drops down onto her stomach.
Karla sits down, wraps her legs around Cory's neck. Cory flails her arms, gasping for air. Karla releases Cory, stands, stomps Cory's upper back. Cory grunts, pushes herself up onto her knees. Karla bends over in the corner, hands on her knees, leering at Cory.
Cory rises to her feet, charges. Karla springs forward, spears Cory. Cory grunts, rolls off the apron, lands on her feet, glares up at Karla. Karla leans over the top rope, wags her right forefinger. Cory grabs Karla's ankles, jerks her off her feet. Cory pulls herself onto the apron, somersaults over the top rope, knee drops Karla's stomach.
Karla rolls onto her stomach, staggers to her feet, Cory grabs her in a Full Nelson. Karla groans, clenches her fists, grits her teeth. Cory forces Karla down to one knee, presses her left knee against Karla's lower back. Karla groans. Cory slams Karla onto her back, leg drops her chest, makes the cover.
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… Karla kicks out. Cory sits up on her knees, hands on hips, lips pouted, she stands, stomps Karla's chest. Karla sits up. Cory kneels behind Karla, grabs her in a sleeper-hold. Karla clutches Cory's left forearm, Cory winces, tightens her grip. Karla groans, sinks her nails deeper into Cory's forearm.
Karla staggers to her feet, Cory wraps her legs around her waist. Karla runs back into the corner, ramming Cory's upper back against the top turnbuckle. Cory grunts, slumps down onto her rear, arms drapes across the bottom rope.
Karla pivots on her heel, grabs the top rope, presses her right heel on Cory's throat. Cory whimpers, gasps for air. Karla pulls her foot back, stomps Cory's stomach. Karla bends down, pulls Cory up by her hair, urns her around, grabs her by the nape of her neck, repeatedly slams her forehead against the top turnbuckle.
Cory drops to her knees, hands clutching her forehead. Karla grabs two big handfuls of hair, jerks Cory to her feet, Cory drives her right elbow into Karla's chest. Karla grunts and staggers back. Cory turns and Mongolian chops Karla's shoulders.
Karla drops to one knee. Cory presses her right foot on Karla's raised knee, connects with a Shining Wizard. Karla slams onto her back. Cory staggers to the corner, climbs up onto the top turnbuckle, strikes a double biceps pose.
Karla staggers to her feet. Cory dives off the turnbuckle, Karla catches Cory by her waist mid-air, rams her back into the corner. Cory throws her arms over the top rope to keep herself upright. Karla connects with a Stinger Splash, followed by a series of alternating forearm chops to the sides of Cory's head.
Karla steps back, strikes a most muscular pose. Cory pounces on Karla's back, wraps her legs around her waist, grabs her in an inverted face-lock. Karla staggers around the ring, arms flailing. Cory wrenches Karla's neck., releases the body scissors, plants Karla with a reverse DDT, rolls on top of her chest, hooks her legs.
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...2...
… Karla kicks out. Cory staggers to her feet, wiping the sweat from her brow, she pulls Karla up by her wrists. Karla headbutts Cory's face. Cory staggers back. Karla grabs Cory by the throat with both hands, hoists her off her feet. Cory flails her arms, gasps for air. Karla plants Cory with a sitout choke-bomb, clutches her ankles.
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...2...
….Cory kicks out. Karla snarls, pushes herself to her feet. Cory sits up on her knees. Karla grabs Cory in a Dragon sleeper, right knee pressing into Cory's back. Karla grins, bobs her head. Karla pulls Cory up to her feet, plants her with a reverse DDT.
Karla pulls Cory up by her hair, squeezes her tightly in a bear-hug, Cory groans, presses her palms in |Karla's face. Karla knees Cory's groin. Cory grunts, drops her arms at her side. Karla squeezes Cory tighter. Cory's head droops. Karla lies Cory on her back, squeezes her tighter and tighter.
Karla stands, straddles Cory's chest, sits down, kneeling on Cory's shoulders.
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...2...
...3. Karla strikes a double biceps pose, continues to kneel on Cory's shoulder, groin pressed against Cory's face. Ref Christa raises Karla's right arm in victory. Karla stands, looks down at Cory, smirks. Rolls out of the ring, struts up the ramp.
Ref Christa bends down over Cory, shakes her head, smirks. She pulls Cory up by her hair drapes her over her right shoulder. Christa steps over the top rope, hops down off the apron, struts up the ramp. “There's someone who needs to see you, Cory. Someone who has unfinished business with you. Glad I'm not in your position.” Christa chuckles, she disappears into the back.
Jennifer Dempster vs Fury
Jennifer sprints down the ramp in a pink bikini, slides into the ring, rolls to her feet, walks up beside Ref Page Langton, folds her arms across her chest, glares up at the entrance stage.
Fury struts down the ramp in her Gladiator's attire, rolls into the ring, kips up, smirks at Jennifer, blows her a kiss.
Jennifer sneers, takes a step forward, strikes a double biceps pose. Fury grins, walks up and offers her hand. Jennifer returns the gesture. Fury smirks, kicks Jennifer in the stomach. Jennifer doubles over, Fury steps behind Jennifer, grabs her in an inverted face-lock. Jennifer flails her arms, Fury plants her with a reverse DDT.
Fury sits up, looks over at Jennifer, smirks. Jennifer sits up, wipes her mouth with the back of her right hand, glares at Fury. Fury grins. “You don't like how my armpit tastes. Maybe I won't shave them next time.”
Jennifer scrambles to her her feet, lunges, knees Fury's chest. Fury grunts, rolls onto her stomach, pushes herself up to her knees. Jennifer charges off the ropes, Fury ducks Jennifer's clothesline, leaps to her feet. Jennifer pushes herself to her feet.
Fury grabs Jennifer in a rear waist-lock. Jennifer flails her torso. Fury connects with a Bridging German Suplex.
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...2...
...Jennifer kicks out. Fury rolls to her feet, bends down, pulls Jennifer up by her wrist, whips her into the ropes. On the rebound, Fury dropkicks Jennifer's chest. Jennifer falls back with a loud grunt. Fury grabs Jennifer's ankles, rolls her up in a Boston Crab.
Jennifer screams, pounds a fist against the canvas, shakes her head. Fury releases the hold. Jennifer clutches her lower back. Fury climbs up onto the top turnbuckle, turns and crouches down. Jennifer staggers to her feet, she turns, charges and shakes the top rope. Fury crotches the top rope, doubled over, holding her groin.
Jennifer snarls, mounts the second rope, tucks Fury's head under her right armpit, nails her with a Fisherman Suplex. Jennifer rolls on top of Fury, hooks her legs.
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...2...
...Fury kicks out. Jennifer groans, pushes herself to her feet, pulls Fury up by her wrist. Fury slugs Jennifer's stomach. Jennifer grunts, grabs Fury in a Front chin-lock. Fury flails her arms, clutches Jennifer's hips, pushes off with her feet, ramming Jennifer's back against the turnbuckles. Fury slips free, slaps Jennifer across the jaw, nails her with a headbutt to the chin.
Jennifer slumps down onto her rear. Fury struts to the opposite corner, charges, nails Jennifer with a Bronco Buster. Fury pulls Jennifer up by her wrists, whips her into the ropes. On the rebound, Jennifer drops Fury with a Running Lariat. Jennifer climbs up onto the top turnbuckle, dives off, delivers a elbow drop to Fury's stomach.
Fury sits up clutching her stomach. Jennifer bounces off the ropes as Fury staggers to her, nails her with a Bicycle Kick to the face. Fury lies sprawled out on her back. Jennifer bends down, jabs Fury's chest with her forefinger. “You're not as tough as you-
Fury grabs Jennifer's right wrist, pokes her eyes. Jennifer staggers back rubbing her eyes. Fury staggers to her feet, whips Jennifer into the corner. Fury climbs out onto the apron, grabs Jennifer in a sleeper-hold, Jennifer flails her arms, gasping for air.
“Rope break.” Ref Page shouts. “1.
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Fury releases the hold. Jennifer doubles over rubbing her throat. Fury reaches into the ring, grabs a handful of Jennifer's hair and holds her throat against the top rope in a front chin-lock. Jennifer flails her arms, gasping for air.
“Knock it off.” Ref Page shouts.
Fury grins, throws up her hands. Jennifer snarls, shoves Fury. Fury flies back, slamming down against the security railing. Fury rolls onto her stomach, clutching her lower back. Jennifer climbs out onto the apron. Fury pushes herself to her feet, Jennifer dives off the apron, nails Fury with a Double axe handle smash to her forehead.
Fury lies sprawled out on her back. Jennifer scoops Fury up, lies her across the apron, pulls herself up onto the apron, climbs into the ring, scoops Fury up, slams her onto her back. Jennifer lies across Fury's chest, hooks her right leg.
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...2..
… Fury gets her left foot on the bottom rope. Jennifer clenches her fists, pulls Fury up by her hair, tucks her head between her legs. Hoisting Fury up onto her shoulders, Jennifer plants her with a power-bomb, transitions into a Jackknife hold.
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….3. Jennifer leaps to her feet. Ref Page raises her right arm in victory. Fury sits up, clutching her lower back, shaking her head. Jennifer bends over, offers Fury her hand,. Fury clutches Jennifer's hand. Jennifer pulls Fury to her feet, hugs her and pats her on the back.
Fury nods, raises Jennifer's arm in victory. Jennifer turns towards the ropes, Fury grabs her by the shoulder, Jennifer turns. Fury kicks Jennifer's stomach, nails her with the Stone Cold Stunner. Fury leaps to her feet, pumps her fists.
Kiana Tom watches on the backstage monitor, applauding.
Fury rolls out of the marches up the ramp, hurling insults at the crowd.
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How’s the Susan Myers vs Dale Tomita match coming along I mentioned to you?
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working on it.
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Cool deal and no rush on it. Can I make one request? Have Laura Creavalle and Denise Rutkowski attack Dale post-match to further their rivalry.
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Dallas stepped out of the shower, heavily muscled nude body dripping wet from head to toe, she grabs a towel off the rack and wraps it around her torso, tracking wet footprintts as she walks into her bedroom. Sitting down at the vanity table, she grabs a brush and starts to brush her hair.
The lights flicker.
Dallas lays the brush down when she notices the the reflection of a purple bikini clad Kiana Tom grinning at her. Dallas looks over her shoulder, and turns to rise. How'd you get in-
Kiana clamps a thick, white soaking wet rag over Dallas's mouth.
“Mmmmmmm.” Dallas groans while breathing in the sickly sweet scent of the chloroform drenched rag, flailing her fists at Kiana with little success.
Kiana wraps her free arm around Dallas's waist, pulling Dallas's chiseled back against her groin. “Keep struggle Dallas, the more you do, the happier it makes me.” Kiana grins, pulls Dallas to her feet.
“Mmmmmphhhhh.” Dallas manages to turn herself toward Kiana, fists feebly pounding on Kiana's shoulders. A feeling of sleepiness washes over her, her arms drop to her sides, her thrashing ebbing.
“I've been waiting for you to get home all afternoon. I can't understand why you don't seem happy to see me.” Kiana says, tightening her grip around Dallas's waist.
“Mmmmmmmmmmppppphhhhh.” How did she.. get the drop... on me. Must break free... but I feel... sleepy. Rag..smells...nice. Dallas thought as her eyes fluttered shut.
Pulling her arm from around Dallas's waist, Kiana lowers the unconscious Dallas onto her knees, her head lolling to one side. Kiana tosses the rag onto the vanity table, scoops Dallas up, and lies her on her bed on her back.
Dallas moans sleepily.
“Sweet dreams, Dallas. When you wake up, we're going to have lots more fun.
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Christine Roth vs Hulk Hogan
Christine struts down the ramp in a tiger-skin bikini, striated muscles glistening with sweat, glances over at the stretcher at ringside then rolls into the ring, pushes herself to her feet, strikes a double bicep pose as she walks up beside Ref Cory Everson. Dropping her arms at her sides, she turns and stares up at the entrance stage, smirks, plants her fists on her hips.
Hogan walks down the ramp in his yellow tank-top and shorts, yellow boots with red socks, and Hulk Rules headband, he climbs up onto the apron, steps over the top rope, hits his signature pose, rips his yellow tank-top at the collar, tosses it into the stands where a lucky female fan snags it up. “What cha gonna do, Christine, when Hulkamania runs wild on you?”
Christine smirks, walks up to Hogan, places her right palm on his chest, she sighs. “Such muscles. Maybe you'll be a true gentleman and let me have the first shot.”
Hogan nods. “Of course. By all means, ladies first.” He said, clasping his hands behind his back, juts his chin.
“Thanks.” Christine pulls back her hand, clenches it into a fist, she lunges, slams her right fist against Hogan's chin.
Hogan grunts as he slams down onto his back. He sits up, rubbing his chin, glaring up at Christine. He staggers to his feet. “You packed quite a punch, but now you had your fun. I'm not going to hold-
Christine kicks Hogan in the stomach. Hogan doubles over. Christine bounces off the ropes, nails him with a standing leg drop to the back of his neck, Hogan slams down onto his stomach.
Hogan pushes himself to his knees. Christine watches from the corner, bent over, hands on knees, smirking. “I don't want you to hold back. I'm not going to hold back either. You better hit me with everything you got, or you'll be leaving here on the stretcher.”
Hogan charges. Christine reaches out to grab him. Hogan knees Christine's stomach. Christine doubles over, Hogan tucks Christine's head under his right armpit, presses his forearm against her throat in a front face-lock.
Christine pounds her left fist on Hogan's hip. Hogan plants her with a DDT. Christine grunts, rolls onto her back. Hogan sits up, flexes his arms. He grabs a handful of Christine's hair, pulls her to her feet.
Christine lunges, wraps her arms around his waist, squeezing him tightly in a painful bear-hug. Hogan groans, grasps Christine's shoulders. Christine smirks, hoists Hogan off his feet, shakes him like a rag-doll. Hogan groans.
Christine slams Hogan down onto his back, she bends over, jabs his chest with her forefinger. “What did I tell you about holding -
Hogan pokes Christine's eyes. Christine staggers back rubbing her eyes. Hogan pushes himself to his feet, charges, grabs Christie by the waist, rams her back into the corner. Christine grunts, hooks her arms around the top rope. Hogan mounts the second rope, raises his right fist, scowling as his right fist repeatedly connects with Christine's forehead.
Hogan hops down. Christine doubles over clutching her forehead. Hogan grabs her by the shoulders, Christine kicks Hogan in his stomach. Hogan staggers back. Christine grabs Hogan by the throat with both hands, hoists him off his feet, nails him with a choke-bomb. Christine lies across his stomach, hooks his legs.
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… Hogan kicks out. Christine pulls him up by his hair, Hogan slugs Christine's stomach. Christine grunts, slugs his jaw. Hogan grabs Christine by the throat one-handed, shoves her into the corner, knees her stomach. Hogan walks backwards to the center of the ring and charges. Christine spins out of his way, grabs the back of his head and slams his forehead against the top turnbuckle.
Hogan drops to one knee. Christine gyrates her hips, grabs him in a full nelson as he staggers to his feet. Hogan grimaces, clenches his fists. Christine slams him onto his back, leg drops his throat. Hogan sits up, rubbing his throat. Christine charges, drop kicks his upper back as he staggers to his feet. Hogan tumbles through the ropes, crashes down onto his stomach on the ringside floor.
Christine mounts the top turnbuckle, hits a double biceps pose, dives off, connects with an elbow to Hogan's lower back. Hogan groans, rolls onto his back. Christine pulls him up by his wrists, grabs him by the back of his neck, rams his face against the steel corner post. Hogan grunts, slams onto his back. Christine pulls Hogan up by his hair, Hogan elbows her chest. Christine staggers back, Hogan turns, grabs Christine in a side headlock, connects with a Running Bulldog.
Hogan rolls back into the ring, flexes his biceps. Christine pushes herself to her feet, crawls onto the apron, pulls herself up with the ropes. Hogan charges, Christine ducks, rams her shoulder into his stomach. Hogan staggers back, Christine steps through the ropes, grabs Hogan in a crushing Bearhug. Hogan flails his arms, presses his hands in Christine's face. Christine shakes him like a rag doll, slams him down onto his back.
Hogan sits up clutching his lower back, teeth gritted, he slowly pushes himself to his feet. Christine watches in the corner, arms folded across her chest, smirking, she walks up behind him, grabs him in a rer waist lock. Hogan rams his elbow against the side of her head. Christine grunt, staggers back. Hogan pivots on his heels, delivering a spinning backfist to Christine’s jaw.
Christine slams down onto her back. Hogan bounces off the ropes, leg drops Christine’s chest, makes the cover , hooking her legs.
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...2…
...Christine kicks out. Hogan sits up on his knees, pounds his fist on the canvas. Christine rolls onto her stomach, pushes herself to her knees. Hogan stands, grabs Christine’s right wrist, ulls her to her feet, whips her into the corner, charges at her, splashes her in the corner.
Christine falls onto her stomach. Hogan climbs up onto the top turnbuckle and crouches down. Christine staggers to her feet, turns. Hogan dives off the top turnbuckle, Christine catches him in mid-air, traps him in a over the knee backbreaker, pushes down on his chin and knees.
Hogan groans, flails his arms. Christine grins, shoves Hogan down onto his stomach. Christine straddles his upper back, keister drops his lower back, she grabs him in a Camel Clutch. Hogan groans, grits his teeth. Christine releases the hold, stands and stomps his upper back.
Hogan rolls into the corner, pulls himself up with the ropes. Christine charges, Hogan turns to face her, drives her back into the opposite corner with a barrage of knife edge chops. Hogan hooks her arms on the top rope, he mounts the middle rope, and delivers a barrage of right fists to the top of her head.
Christine unhooks her arms, shoves Hogan off, sending him slamming down onto his back. Christine doubles over clutching the top of her head. Hogan groans, and sits up. Christine charges, dropkicks his chest as he gets to one knee.
Hogan falls back, he rolls off the ring apron, and crouches on the ringside floor, he rummages under the ring as Christine approaches the ropes. Christine leans over the top rope. “Have you decided to hide. Come out, Hulk or-
Hogan emerges from under the apron wielding a fire extinguisher, he sprays Christine full force until it’s empty. Christine doubles over onto her knees, coughing wiping her eyes. Hogan climbs onto the apron, grabs a big handful of Christine’s hair and rakes her throat across the top rope as he leads her into the corner.
Christine slugs Hogan’s stomach, grabs the back of his head, slams his forehead onto the top turnbuckle. Hogan falls back, slams down onto the ringside floor. Christine climbs up onto the top turnbuckle, crouches down. Hogan taggers to his feet. Christine dives at Hogan, drops him with a flying clothesline.
Christine pushes herself to her feet, grabs Hogan’s wrists, pulls him up to his feet, delivers a barrage of knees to his stomach, whips him face first into the steel ring post. Hogan slams down onto his back. Christine hits a double biceps, pulls Hogan up by his hair, scoops him up, body slams him onto the steel ring steps.
Hogan groans, rolls onto his stomach, clutches his lower back. Christine smirks, presses her heel down on his lower back. Hogan groans, grits his teeth. Christine pulls Hogan up by his hair, tosses him onto the apron, rolls into the ring, pulls him up by his right wrist, whips him into the ropes.
On the rebound, Christine connects with a Sidewalk slam. Cristine pulls Hogan up by his hair, grabs him in a Bear hug. Hogan groans, flails his arms, presses his palms in Christine’s face. Christine sneers, squeezes him tighter, shakes him like a rag doll. Hogan groans, his arms drop at his side, his head lolls to one side.
Still squeezing the air out of him, Christine slowly lowers Hogan onto his back, mounts his waist. Ref Cory drops to her knees.
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...3. Christine releases Hogan, stands, hits a most muscular pose, Ref Cory raises her right arm in victory. Christine grins, bows, blows a kiss to the crowd. Christine rolls out of the ring, slowly struts up the ramp, high-fiving fans.
Cory looks down at the unconscious Hogan, shakes her head, shrugs, bends down, and scoops him up in her arms, cradling him against her chest. Cory carries him out of the ring, up the ramp. “Nice effort, honey, you'll get her next time.”
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Wendy Lindquist vs Dallas, Zap, Gold, Venom and Jet
Wendy sprints out onto the stage dressed in a blue sports bra and black shorts, the crowd greets her with a standing ovation, she strolls down the ramp, hugging and shaking hands with fans, rolls into the ring, rolls to her feet, walks up beside Ref Stacy Keibler, blows a kiss to the crowd.
Dallas, Zap, Gold Venom and jet struts out onto the stage dressed in their Gladiator attire, they stand side by side at the head of the ramp. Gold takes a step forward, the Queen of Wrestling Title strapped around her waist. “Wendy, I’m glad you accepted my Gauntlet match. It’s going to be a pleasure watching you suffer. You want a shot at my title, then you’re going to have to beat all of us. But don’t get your opes up, because we’re going to pummel you senseless.”
“Bring it.” Wendy grins, hits a double biceps pose.
Jet breaks rank, struts down the ramp, slides into the ring, rolls to her feet, points at Wendy then throws up three fingers. “You’re going down, Wendy.”
Wendy crouches down, beckons to Jet.
Ref Stacy signals for the bell.
Jet charges, fists clenches. Wendy springs forward, tackles Jet, knocking her onto her back. Wendy pulls Jet up by her wrist whips her into the ropes, on the rebound Jet connects with a vicious clothesline. Wendy grunts, sits up, pushes herself to her feet. Jet sneaks up behind Wendy, grabs her in a Full-Nelson.
Gold and Venom chuckle on the ramp.
Wendy groans, shakes her head. Jet slams Wendy onto her back, stomps her chest. Jet pulls Wendy up by her hair, Wendy knees Jet’s stomach, hips Jet into the ropes, on the rebound connects with a Big Boot to Jet’s chest. Jet hits the mat with a loud grunt. Wendy bounces off the ropes, leg drops Jet’s chest, makes the cover.
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...Jet gets a shoulder up. Wendy pulls Jet up by her wrists. Jet kicks Wendy in the stomach, Wendy doubles over. Jet grabs Wendy in a side head lock, drops her with a running Bulldog. Wendy rolls onto her back, sits up. Jet delivers a hard kick to Wendy’s upper back.
Wendy grunts, staggers to her feet. Jet charges from behind, grabs Wendy in a sleeper hold. Wendy clutches Jet’s forearms. Jet tightens her grip. Wendy gasps for air. Jet leads Wendy into the corner, sits on the top turnbuckle, hoists Wendy off her feet. Wendy flails her arms. Jet leaps off the top turnbuckle, slamming Wendy onto her stomach.
Gold chuckles, slaps Venom on the back. Dallas and Zap grin and high-five.
Jet pulls Wendy up by her hair, grabs her in a side head lock. Wendy repeatedly bashes Jet’s stomach with her elbow, she slips free, knife-edge chops Jet’s chest. Jet staggers back. Wendy grabs Jet in a front face lock, drops her with a DDT, makes the cover.
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...2…
...Jet kicks out. Wendy scoops Jet up, body slams her, elbow drops her stomach. Jet rolls onto her side clutching her stomach. Wendy pulls Jet up by her wrist, whips her into the ropes, on the rebound Wendy connects with a Back Body Drop. Jet sits up, clutching her back.
Wendy pulls Jet up by her bicep, Jet slaps Wendy on the jaw. Wendy connects with a forearm smash to Jet’s chest. Jet staggers back. Wendy grabs Jet by the waist, connects with a Belly 2 Belly Suplex. Jet groans pushes herself up to her feet. Wendy grabs Jet’s wrist, whips her into the ropes, on the rebound Wendy connects with A Samoan Drop, makes the cover.
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...2…
….3. Wendy kips up, pumps her fists. Jet groans, slowly rolls off the apron, drops onto her stomach on the ringside floor. Gold and Venom exchange annoyed glances. Venom sprints down the ramp, slides into the ring, as she rises to her feet Wendy grabs her wrist and whips her into the ropes, on the rebound Venom connects with a forehand chop to Wendy’s chest.
Wendy slams down onto her back. Venom grabs Wendy’s ankles, rolls her up in a Texas Cloverleaf. Wendy groans, teeth gritted, fists clenched. Venom grins, shakes her head.
Gold cheers Venom on. Dallas and Zap applaud.
Wendy reaches out and grabs the bottom rope. Venom refuses to release the hold. “Break the hold, Venom.” Ref Stacy warns.
Venom sighs, then releases the hold. Wendy clutches her right knee. Venom pulls Wendy up by her hair, shoves her back against the corner, repeatedly ramming her knee into Wendy’s stomach. Wendy shoves Venom, slaps her jaw. Venom forearm bashes Wendy’s chest. Wendy lunges, Venom ducks, flips Wendy over the top rope, sending her slamming down onto her back on the ringside floor.
Venom climbs out onto the apron, dives off and elbow drops Wendy’s stomach. Venom stands and hits a double biceps pose, pulls Wendy up by her hair, whips her into the steel security barricade. Wendy slams down onto her back. Venom stomps Wendy’s chest. Wendy staggers to her feet, Venom goes to slap Wendy, Wendy grabs Venom’s wrist, knife-edge chops her chest.
Venom lunges, Wendy grabs Venom by the waist, rams her back against the edge of the announcer’s table. Venom drops to her knees, headbutts Wendy’s groin. Wendy staggers back doubled over. Venom smirks, plants Wendy with DDT.
Venom lifts up the apron skirt, rummages under the ring, pulls out a Kendo stick as Wendy staggers to her feet. Venom raises the Kendo Stick over her head. Wendy turns, Venom whacks Wendy across the forehead. Wendy drops to her knees, clutches her forehead. Venom pulls Wendy up by her hair, lies her over her knee, spanks Wendy’s bottom with the Kendo Stick. Wendy flinches with each blow.
Venom shoves Wendy onto her back, she drops the Kendo Stick and stomps Wendy’s stomach. Venom pulls Wendy up by her hair, Wendy connects with an uppercut to Venom’s chin. Venom slams down onto her back. Wendy scoops Venom up, body slams her onto the apron. Wendy rolls into the ring, pulls Venom up by her wrist, whips her into the ropes, on the rebound Wendy connects with a swinging neck-breaker, makes the cover.
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...2…
...Venom gets a shoulder up. Wendy pulls Venom up by her wrists, whips her into the ropes, on the rebound Venom connects with a spinning spinebuster. Venom bounces off the ropes, connects with a corkscrew elbow drop, makes the cover.
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...2…
...Wendy gets a foot on the bottom rope. Venom pulls Wendy up by her hair, tucks her head between her knees, Wendy clutches the back of Venom’s knees, jerks her off her feet, grabs her ankles, rolls her up in a Sharpshooter. Venom groans, pounds a fist on the canvas.
Wendy leans back, applying further pressure. Venom screams, legs aching she taps out. Wendy releases the hold, pumps her fists. Venom staggers to her feet, glares at Wendy as she limps towards the ropes.
Gold turns to Zap. “It’s your turn, don’t let me down.”
Zap nods, she sprints down the ramp, she climbs up the ring steps, glares at Wendy from the apron. Wendy beckons to Zap. Zap climbs up onto the top turnbuckle, dives off connects with a Flying clothesline. Wendy slams down onto her back with a loud grunt.
Zap rolls Wendy onto her stomach, pulls her up onto her knees, locks her up in a Dragon sleeper-hold. Wendy groans, flails her arms. Zap grins, bobs her head. “Give up, Wendy. You won’t get past me. Say it.”
Wendy groans, teeth gritted. Zap releases the hold, shoves Wendy down onto her stomach, grabs Wendy’s right arm and locks on a Fujiwara armbar. Wendy groans, teeth gritted, left fist clenched. Zap chuckles, wrenches harder on Wendy’s arm. “I want to hear you scream, Wendy. Will you scream for me?”
Wendy shakes her head. “Nooooooo!!!”
Zap releases the hold, pulls Wendy up by her hair, whips her into the ropes, on the rebound Wendy catches Zap with a Drop Toe Hold. Zap slams down onto her stomach. Wendy straddles Zap’s waist, grabs her wrists, traps her in a Surfboard stretch.
Zap groans, teeth gritted, shakes her head. Wendy releases the hold, keister drops Zap’s lower back, grabs her in a leg trap Camel Clutch. Zap groans, fists clenched. “Why don’t you give up, Zap. I’m gonna get my title shot.”
Wendy releases the hold, pulls Zap up by her wrists, whips her into the ropes, on the rebound Zap connects with a shoulder block to Wendy’s stomach. Wendy doubles over. Zap nails Wendy with a Russian leg sweep. Zap sits up, strikes a double biceps pose, grabs Wendy in a Crippler cross-face.
Wendy groans, teeth gritted. Zap releases the hold, pulls Wendy up by her hair, whips her into the ropes, on the rebound Zap connects with a Japanese arm drag. Zap kips up, connects with a standing Moonsault, makes the cover.
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...2…
...Wendy kicks out. Zap snarls, pulls Wendy up by her hair, connects with a sit-out face buster. Zap rolls Wendy onto her back, wraps her legs around Wendy’s throat, squeezing tightly. Wendy clutches Zap’s ankles, slowly she pries Zap’s legs from around her throat. Zap scrambles to her feet, stomps Wendy’s chest.
Wendy staggers to her feet, Zap grabs her from behind in a Cross-face chicken-wing. Wendy flails her free arm. Zap leads Wendy back into the corner, hooks her arms on the top rope, delivers multiple knee strikes to Wendy’s stomach.
Wendy slumps down onto her rear. Zap walks to the center of the ring, charges, connects with a Bronco Buster. Zap pulls Wendy up by her hair, lifts her up into a Fireman’s Carry hold, connects with a Death Valley Driver, makes the cover.
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...2…
...Wendy gets a foot on the bottom rope. Zap pulls Wendy up by her hair. Wendy delivers forearm smash to Zap’s face. Zap staggers back. Wendy hoists Zap up in a vertical suplex, connects with a Brain-buster. Wendy staggers to her feet, pulls Zap up by her wrists, whips her into the ropes, on the rebound connects with a Bicycle kick to Zap’s chest.
Wendy pulls Zap up by her wrists, connects with a spinning back fist. Zap slams down onto her back. Wendy straddles Zap’s waist, bends down. “I’m not going to give up, so you can-
Zap pokes Wendy in the eyes. Wendy staggers back rubbing her eyes. Zap staggers to her feet, kicks Wendy in her groin, plants her with a Tornado DDT. Zap pulls Wendy up by her hair. Wendy grabs Zap by the waist, connects with a Belly 2 Belly suplex.
Wendy grabs Zap’s ankles, applies a Figure-4-leglock. Zap creams, flails her arms. Wendy arches her hips, turning it into a Figure 8. Zap grits her teeth, suddenly she taps out. Wendy releases the hold, staggers to her feet, pumps her fists.
Seething, Gold glances over Dallas. “Break her in two, but save some for me.”
Dallas nods, she sprints down the ramp, slides into the ring, rolls to her feet, charges at Wendy, connects with a Spear. Dallas mounts Wendy’s waist, delivers a flurry of fists to her chest. Dallas pulls Wendy up by her air, sets Wendy up in an Over the knee back-breaker, pushing down on her chin and knees, Wendy shrieks, arms flailing. Dallas smirks, bobs her head. “I can’t hear you, Wendy. Louder.”
Dallas shoves Wendy onto her stomach, straddles Wendy’s waist, sets Wendy up in a Muta lock. Wendy groans, arms flailing. Dallas chuckles, releases the hold, grabs Wendy in a double chicken-wing, connects with the Glam slam. Dallas pulls Wendy up by her hair, sets her up in the Octopus Stretch.
Wendy screams, teeth gritted, eyes shut from the pain. Dallas smirks. “Now that’s what I want to hear.” Dallas releases the hold, turns her back to Wendy, sets her up in a Gory special. Wendy moans, shakes her head. Dallas smirks, hops up and down, connects with a Widow’s Peak.
Wendy lies spread-eagle on her stomach. Dallas nods, gives the crowd a thumbs up. Wendy slowly stirs. Dallas shakes her head. “Tsk tsk. You haven't had enough yet. Good, because we’re not done with you yet. When we’re through with you, you’ll be begging for mercy.”
Dallas circles the prone Wendy, smiling smugly. Taut biceps glistening with sweat.
Wendy groans, pushes herself up onto her knees. Dallas kicks Wendy in the ribs. Wendy grunts clutches her ribs in one hand. Wendy staggers to her feet. Dallas crouches in front of Wendy, beckons to her. “Come on, I want to soften those strong abs of yours.”
Wendy and Dallas grapple in a collar and elbow tie up. Wendy grits her teeth, slowly pushes Dallas to her knees, much to Dallas’s dismay. Wendy knees Dallas’s stomach repeatedly. Dallas grunts headbutts Wendy’s stomach. Wendy doubles over. Dallas grabs Wendy in an inverted face lock, delivers a forearm smash to Wendy’s chest, plants her with a Reverse DDT.
Wendy lies on her back, clutching the back of her head. Dallas stomps Wendy’s stomach. Dallas bounces off the ropes, elbow drops Wendy’s stomach. Dallas blows a kiss to the crowd, pulls Wendy up by her hair. Wendy slugs Dallas’s stomach. Dallas doubles over. Wendy hooks Dallas’s legs with her arms, hoists her up, connects with the Muscle Buster, makes the cover.
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...2…
...Dallas gets a shoulder up. Wendy pulls Dallas up by her wrists, Dallas elbow bashes Wendy’s Chin. Wendy staggers back. Dallas wraps her arms around Wendy’s waist, squeezing her tightly in a Bear hug, hoists her off her feet, shakes Wendy like a rag doll.
Wendy presses her hands in Dallas’s face. Dallas slams Wendy onto her back. Wendy rolls onto her stomach, crawls towards the apron. Dallas struts alongside Wendy, taunting her. “Crawl on your belly like the dog you are. Wendy rolls off the apron, lies on her back on the ringside floor, gasping for air, thick beads of sweat trickling down her face and stomach.
Dallas grins. “Lie there as long as you like. This is a no count out match. I’m having too much fun to stop now.”
Wendy staggers to her feet, leans against the apron. Breathing heavily. She slowly pulls herself up onto the apron with the aid of the ropes. Dallas knees Wendy’s stomach, turns her so her back is facing the ropes, places her in an inverted headlock, locks her legs around Wendy’s waist, trapping her in the ropes.
Wendy shrieks, arms flailing. Dallas smirks, “Did you think this would be easy and painless, Wendy.” Dallas chuckles, releases Wendy, shoves her off the apron. Wendy staggers to her feet, pulls herself up onto the apron. Dallas grabs Wendy by the hair, Wendy knees Dallas’s stomach, grabs her by the hair, and hops down off the apron, slamming Dallas’s throat against the top rope.
Dallas lies on her back, rubbing her throat. Wendy rolls into the ring, sits Dallas up, locks her up in a Guillotine choke. Dallas groans, arms flailing. Wendy releases the hold, sits behind Dallas, locks her in the Cobra Clutch. Dallas flails her legs.
Wendy pulls Dallas to her feet, slams her onto her back. Wendy pulls Dallas up by her wrists, grabs her in a side head lock, connects with a running Bulldog. Wendy sits Dallas up, sits down behind her, grabs her in a rear Naked choke.
Dallas groans, arms flailing. Wendy tightens her grip. “I’m not giving in to you, Dallas. But maybe you should give in now.”
Dallas clutches Wendy’s forearm, gasping for air. Dallas’s eyes droop shut, Ref Stacy grabs Dallas’s wrist, raises it up and releases it, it drops to the canvas.
1!
Ref Stacy raises Dallas’s arm up a second time. It drops again.
2!
And a third time it drops.
3!
Wendy releases Dallas, staggers to her feet, pumps her fist. Ref Stacy rolls Dallas off the apron.
Gold struts slowly down the ramp, she unstraps the Queen of Wrestling title from around her waist, sets it on the apron, pulls herself up onto the apron, all the while glaring at Wendy.
Wendy glares back at Gold, breathing heavily, thick beads of sweat running down her face and torso, her sports bra soaked with sweat.
Gold climbs into the ring, walks up to Wendy, offering her right hand. “Good job so far, Wendy. I thought Dallas would finish you.”
Wendy takes gold’s hand in hers and shakes it. Thanks, but I’m not done-
Gold smirks, pulls Wendy towards her, knocks her down with a short-armed clothesline. Gold pulls Wendy up by her hair, grabs her in an Abdominal stretch. “You’re too trusting Wendy. I love how gullible you are. But I can’t let you challenge for my title. You’re not worthy to hold it.”
Wendy groans, shakes her head. Gold connects with a Pump-handle slam. Gold scoops Wendy up, carries her to the corner, sets her up in a Tree of Woe. Gold repeatedly stomps Wendy’s midsection, grabs the top rope, presses her heel on Wendy’s chin.
Wendy groans, flails her arms as the blood rushes to her head. Gold walks to the center of the ring, charges, connects with a knee to Wendy’s groin. Wendy groans, shakes her head. Gold grabs Wendy’s wrists, jerks her free, Wendy slams onto her back.
Gold leg drops Wendy’s chest, makes the cover.
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...2…
...Wendy kicks out, much to Gold’s shock. Gold pulls Wendy up by her hair, Wendy uppercuts Gold’s chin., Gold staggers back. Wendy kicks Gold in the stomach. Gold doubles over. Wendy tucks Gold’s head between her knees, connects with a Pedigree, rolls Gold onto her back, makes the cover.
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...2…
...Gold kicks out. Wendy grimaces, staggers to her feet, pulls Gold up by her wrists, whips her into the ropes, on the rebound Gold connects with a running lariat. Wendy slams down onto her back, sits up clutching her lower back. Gold pulls Wendy up by her hair, Wendy knees Gold’s stomach.
Gold doubles over. Wendy rams her knee into Gold’s forehead. Gold staggers back. Wendy connects with a spinning heel kick to Gold’s jaw. Gold lies on her back, clutching her jaw. Wendy grabs Gold’s ankles, rolls her up in a Boston Crab.
Gold groans, teeth gritted, pounds her right fist on the canvas. Wendy looks back over her shoulder. “Why don’t you submit and give me my title shot?”
Gold shakes her head. “You don’t deserve it, you’re a loser.”
Wendy releases the hold, pulls Gold up by her wrist, whips her into the ropes, on the rebound Gold connects with a Big Boot to Wendy’s face. Wendy lies on her back clutching her nose. Gold smirks, pulls Wendy up by her hair, bends her over, connects with a Gut-wrench power-bomb.
Wendy lies spread-eagle on her back. Gold strikes a double biceps pose, she stands straddling Wendy's waist, bends over and jabs Wendy's chest. “Nice effort, but it’s over Wendy. I win and you-
Wendy perks up, rolls Gold up in a small package pin.
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...2…
...3. Wendy staggers to her feet, Ref Stacy raises her arm in victory. Wendy groans, takes a knee. Gold sits up, glaring at Wendy, sneering. Gold staggers to her feet. Wendy turns towards Gold. “I win, let me know when I can have my title shot.”
Gold gestures to Wendy. “Come over here and I’ll tell you.”
Wendy cautiously approaches Gold. Venom rolls into the ring unnoticed by Wendy, sneaks up behind her. “Tell me now Gold.”
Venom taps Wendy on the shoulder, Wendy turns to face Venom. Venom spews a green mist in Wendy’s eyes. Wendy drops to her knees, rubbing her eyes blindly. Gold chuckles. Dallas, Za p and Jet roll into the ring, armed with pugil sticks, they circle Wendy and pummel her entire body with their pugil sticks.
Diamond storms the ring, wielding an electric cattle prod. Dallas, Zap, Jet and Venom flee the ring. Diamond stares down Gold. Gold shakes her finger at Diamond. “Stay out of this, t has nothing to do with you.”
“Shut up.” Diamond lunges, shocks Gold with the cattle prod. Gold rolls out of the ring, grabs her title belt off the apron, and flees to the backstage area. Diamond helps Wendy to her feet, leads her to the ropes. “Don’t worry, pal. I got you.” Diamond helps Wendy up the ramp and to the back.
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Wendy survives the gauntlet match but I’m sure Gold will have a sinister plan in place for the Championship match. Great job on this and wonder if Diamond is upset Wendy gets a title opportunity before she got her one on one rematch?
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Sarah Hayes vs Bev Francis
Sarah sprinted out onto the stage dressed in a blue bikini, the crowd greeting her with a thunderous ovation. Grinning, she sprinted down the ramp and slid into the ring. She rolls to her feet and strolls to her corner, she mounts the top rope and hits a side chest pose. She hops off the turnbuckle and leans back in the corner, arms resting across the top rope.
Bev emerges beneath the JumboTron to a chorus of boos, dressed in a pink bikini she struts down the ramp unfazed, climbs onto the apron, glares at Sarah as she hits a most muscular pose. She climbs into the ring, stops beside Ref Cathy Priest, folds her arms across her chest, smirks at Sarah.
Sarah walks up towards Bev, regards her with an icy stare. Bev smiles smugly. Ref Cathy signals for the bell. Bev casually circles Sarah, giving her the once over, chuckles, and then lunges. Sarah sidesteps at the last second, Bev slams down onto her stomach. Wasting little time, Sarah pounces on Bev’s back, applying a Camel Clutch.
Bev groans, rocking her body side to side she manages to roll onto her side, she slips free and scrambles to her feet. Sarah pushes herself up to her feet. Bev rebounds off the ropes, nails Sarah with a Big Boot to the face. Sarah slams down onto her back. Bev hits a quick biceps pose, knee-drops Sarah’s ribs.
Sarah grunts, rolls onto her stomach, pushes herself onto her hands and knees. Bev lands a vicious kick to Sarah’s abs. Sarah flops onto her back. Bev presses her left heel down on Sarah’s stomach, Sarah grimaces as Bev raises her right foot up and steps over her.
Bev bends down, grabs Sarah’s wrists and pulls her to her feet. With a smug grin, she whips Sarah into the nearest corner, Sarah grunts as her back strikes the turnbuckles, she hooks her arms over the top rope to keep herself from falling forward. Bev charges, connects with the Stinger Splash. Sarah slumps down onto her rear. Bev stomps Sarah’s stomach.
Bev turns her back to Sarah, hits a double biceps pose. Sarah pulls herself up with the ropes, grabs Bev in a sleeper-hold. Bev flails her arms, breathing heavily as Sarah tightens her grips. Sarah wraps her legs around Bev’s waist. Bev staggers into the center of the ring, clutching Sarah’s ankles, she falls back, slamming Sarah onto her back.
Sarah grunts, releasing her grip on Bev. Bev staggers to her feet, rubbing her throat. Sarah sits up. Bev kicks Sarah in the chest. Sarah rolls off the apron, crouches down on the ringside floor. Bev walks towards the ropes. Sarah staggers to her feet, reaches into the ring, grabs Bev’s ankles, jerks her off her feet. Bev slams onto her back with a grunt. Sarah pulls Bev off the apron.
Sarah pulls Bev up by her wrists, whips her into the steel barricade. Bev’s right knee bangs against the steel barricade, she drops to her knees. Sarah walks up behind Bev. Bev bashes Sarah’s stomach with her elbow. Sarah doubles over, clutches her stomach.
Bev grins, stands up, bashes Sarah’s upper back with her forearm. Sarah flops onto her stomach. Bev stomps the back of Sarah’s right knee. Sarah winces, clutches her right knee. Bev grabs a handful of Sarah’s hair, pulls her up to her feet, slams her forehead against the ring apron. Sarah drops to her knees, clutches her forehead.
Bev grabs Sarah’s wrists from behind, plants her right heel on the back of Sarah’s neck. Sarah groans, shakes her head. Bev leans back, threatening to dislocate Sarah’s shoulders. Sarah screams, shakes her head. Bev chuckles, releases Sarah’s arms, rams her knee into Sarah’s upper back. Sarah slams down onto her stomach. Bev climbs up onto the apron and leaps off, Sarah rolls out of the way, Bev slams down onto her stomach.
Sarah pushes herself to her feet, pulls Bev up by her wrist, delivers a knife-edge chop to her chest. Bev staggers back with a grunt. Sarah kicks Bev in the stomach. Bev doubles over. Sarah shoves Bev’s head between her knees, hoists her up onto her shoulders, connects with a sit-out power-bomb.
Sarah kips up, throws her head back and growls, delivers multiple stomps to Bev’s stomach. Sarah pulls Bev up by her wrists, scoops her up, slams her down onto the apron. Sarah climbs up onto the apron, then climbs up onto the top turnbuckle and crouches down.
Bev pulls herself up with the ropes. Sarah dives into the air, connects with a Flying Cross Body, slamming Bev onto her back. Sarah hooks Bev’s legs.
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….Bev kicks out with the strength of her powerful legs. Sarah sneers, pounds the canvas with her fist. Bev pushes herself to her feet. Sarah slaps Bev on the chin. Bev counters with a backhand slap to Sarah’s right jaw. Sarah slugs Bev’s stomach. Bev knife-edge chops Sarah’s chest. Sarah shoves Bev. Bev lunges, locks her arms around Sarah’s waist and squeezes her tightly.
Sarah groans, presses her palms in Bev’s face. Bev hoists Sarah up, feet dangling, shakes her like a rag-doll. Sarah clutches Bev’s shoulders, digging her fingernails in. Bev winces, charges and rams Sarah’s back into the corner. Sarah drops to one knee. Bev grabs two big handfuls of Sarah’s hair, pulls her to her feet, grabs her in a side head-lock.
Sarah repeatedly bashes Bev’s stomach with her elbow. Bev shoves Sarah, Sarah bounces off the ropes, drops Bev with a running lariat. Sarah bounces off the ropes, connects with a leg-drop to Bev’s chest. Sarah grabs Bev’s ankles, rolls her up in a Boston Crab.
Bev claws the canvas, dragging herself along with Sarah she manages to reach out and grasp the bottom rope with both hands. Sarah releases the hold. Bev pushes herself up. Sarah grabs Bev’s wrist, whips her into the ropes, on the rebound Bev ducks under Sarah’s clothesline attempt, grabs her in a rear waist lock, connects with a Bridging German Suplex.
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… Sarah gets her right shoulder up. Scrambles to her feet, bounces off the ropes as Bev staggers to her feet, on the rebound Sarah connects with a dropkick to Bev’s chest. Bev slams down onto her back. Sarah pulls Bev up by her wrists, Bev knees Sarah’s stomach. Sarah doubles over. Bev nails Sarah with a Double Arm DDT, makes the cover.
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… Sarah kicks out. Bev pounds her fist on Sarah’s stomach, applies a claw hold to Sarah’s abs. Sarah groans, clutches Bev’s wrist. Bev rams her knee into Sarah’s ribs, presses down harder on Sarah’s stomach. Bev pulls Sarah up by her wrists, whips her into the corner, splashes her.
Sarah staggers a few steps out of the corner, falls forward onto her stomach. Bev straddles Sarah’s waist, keister drops her lower back. Bev rakes her fingernails down Sarah’s back, Sarah groans, grimaces. Bev pulls Sarah up by her hair, Sarah bashes Bev’s chest with her elbow. Bev doubles over, Sarah tucks Bev’s head between her knees, hoists up up onto her shoulders, delivers the power-bomb, makes the cover.
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….Bev kicks out, Sarah scowls, pulls Bev up by her wrists, whips her into the corner, Sarah charges, Bev spins out of the corner, grabs Sarah by the nape of her neck, slams her forehead against the top turnbuckle, nails her with a reverse DDT. Bev walks to the corner, unties the padding and removes it from over the top turnbuckle.
Sarah staggers to her feet. Bev hoists Sarah over her head like a barbell, delivers a military press slam, causing Sarah’s forehead to bang against the exposed metal of the turnbuckle. Sarah lies on her back, blood trickling from a small gash on her forehead.
Bev scoops Sarah up, delivers the Tombstone Pile-driver, Sarah lies spread-eagle on her back, Bev folds Sarah’s arms across her chest.
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...3. Bev leaps to her feet, fists raised. Ref Cathy pats her on the back.
Yaxeni struts out onto the stage, applauding, she struts down the ramp, climbs into the ring, hugs Bev. Bev pulls Sarah up by her hair, pins her arms behind her back. Yaxeni cups Sarah’s chin in her right hand. “I love seeing you in pain, which is why I’m out here now.” Yaxeni rams her knee into Sarah’s groin. Yaxeni chuckles, Bev grabs Sarah in a Cross-face Chicken-wing, Yaxeni pummels Sarah’s stomach with her fists.
Christine Roth and Sharon Bruneau storm the ring, Christine lunges at Yaxeni, Yaxeni sidesteps, causing Christine to run headlong into Sarah’s stomach. Sharon pounces on Yaxeni’s back, grabs her in a sleeper-hold. Bev shoves Sarah to the mat. Christine lunges, tackles Bev, spearing her through the ropes, Bev tumbles to the ringside floor, Christine kips up, rolls back into the ring.
Sharon plants her feet on the mat, Yaxeni’s arms droop at her sides. Christine clutches the top rope, stomps her right foot on the mat three times, charges. Yaxeni slips free at the last second, causing Christine to accidentally nail Sharon with the Sweet Chin Music.
Christine gasps, shakes her head in disbelief. “I’m so sorry, Sharon, I didn’t mean-
Yaxeni grabs Christine in a sleeper-hold, Christine flails her arms. Yaxeni tightens her grip. “You should learn to mind your own business, Christine. Perhaps this will teach you. Sleep tight.”
Christine’s arms dangle at her sides, her eyelids droop, her knees give out beneath her. Yaxeni lies Christine on her back, pats her on the cheek. Yaxeni rolls out of the ring, helps Bev to her feet. They walk up the ramp, leaving Sharon, Christine, and Sarah unconscious in the ring.
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Kiana Tom vs Monica Brant 2
Monica walks out onto the entrance stage to a standing ovation, dressed in a purple bikini, she strolls down the ramp, climbs the ring steps, steps between the ropes, walks up beside Ref Denise Austin, folds her arms across her chest, glares up at the entrance ramp.
Kiana struts out onto the entrance stage to a chorus of boos, dressed in a silver bikini, Fitness Diva’s title strapped around her waist, she struts down the ramp gyrating her hips, rolls into the ring, pushes herself up onto all fours, licking her lips seductively, stands and smirks at Monica.
Monica drops her arms at her sides, clenches her fists. She starts walking toward Kiana, Ref Denise steps in between them. Monica pauses, glares at Kiana, points. “I’m going to kick your ass, Kiana.”
Kiana chuckles, runs her hand through her hair, unstraps the title from around her waist, holds it up over her head, never taking her eyes off Monica. Kiana hands the title off to Ref Denise, Ref Denise hands it off to the timekeeper, signals for the bell.
Monica raises her hands in the air, challenging Kiana to a test of strength, Kiana obliges Monica, they interlock their hands. Kiana and Monica struggle to force the other to their knees, their teeth gritted, eyes locked. Kiana chest bumps Monica, Monica chest bumps Kiana, she slowly forces Kiana to both knees. Kiana shakes her head, snarls. Monica squeezes Kiana’s hands, Kiana groans, get back up on one knee. Monica sneers. “Ask her, Ref.”
Kiana gets back up to her feet, slowly forces Monica to one knee. Monica shakes her head, teeth gritted. Kiana smirks, forces Monica down onto both knees. Monica groans, shakes her head. Kiana grins, slowly forces Monica’s shoulders towards the mat.
Monica shouts, with biceps rippling, she pushes back, gets back up onto one knee, Kiana headbutts Monica’s forehead. Monica grunts, gets back up onto both feet, slowly forces Kiana down on one knee. Kiana snarls, headbutts Monica’s stomach.
Monica grunts, forces Kiana down onto both knees. Kiana shakes her head, headbutts Monica’s stomach. Monica shoves Kiana onto her back, elbow drops her chest, makes the cover.
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… Kiana kicks out, Monica pushes herself to her knees, pulls Kiana up by her hair, whips her into the ropes, on the rebound, Kiana ducks Monica’s clothesline, bounces off the ropes, dropkicks Monica’s chest. Monica slams down onto her back. Kiana bounces off the ropes, leg-drops Monica’s chest.
Kiana grabs Monica’s right ankle, kicks the back of her right knee. Monica grunts, clutches her knee. Kiana grins, grabs Monica’s wrist, pulls her up to her feet. Monica bashes Kiana’s chest with her left forearm, Kiana staggers back, Monica whips Kiana into the ropes, on the rebound Monica drops Kiana with a flying forearm smash.
Kiana grunts, rolls onto her stomach. Monica stands beside Kiana, looking down at her, fists on hips, grinning, she bends down, grabs Kiana by the wrist, pulls her up to her feet, Kiana rakes Monica’s eyes. Monica groans, begins rubbing her eyes.
Kiana throws her arms around Monica’s waist, propping her head under Monica’s jaw, she drops down onto her rear, delivering a sit-out jawbreaker. Monica lies on her back groaning, clutching her jaw. Kiana stands, blows a kiss to the crowd, she grabs Monica’s ankles, drags her to the ropes.
Kiana props Monica’s right ankle on the bottom rope, keister drops Monica’s leg. Monica groans, clutches her knee. Kiana repeatedly stomps Monica’s right knee. Monica groans, rolls towards the ring apron, she rolls off the apron, drops down onto the ringside floor, clutching her right knee.
Kiana leans over the ropes, taunting Monica. “What’s the matter, Monica, can’t stand on your own two feet?” Kiana chuckles, climbs out onto the apron.
Monica pushes herself to her feet, sneering, she grabs Kiana’s ankles jerks her off the apron, Kiana flies face-first into the security barrier, she rolls onto her back, clutching her nose. Monica pulls Kiana up by her wrist, whips her into the steel ring steps, Kiana slams knees-first into the ring steps, she drops down onto her stomach, grimacing.
“Doesn’t feel so good, does it?” Monica walks up beside Kiana. Kiana pushes herself up onto her knees. Monica grabs two handfuls of Kiana’s hair. Kiana bashes her elbow against Monica’s stomach. Monica grunts, doubles over, Kiana staggers to her feet, scoops Monica up, rams her back against the steel ring post.
Monica slams down on her stomach, clutches her lower back. Kiana smirks, stomps Monica’s lower back. Kiana pulls Monica up by her hair, slams her forehead against the ring steps. Monica grunts, slams down onto her back, clutching her forehead.
Kiana bows mockingly to the crowd, shakes her hips, she pulls Monica up by her hair, rolls her onto the ring apron. Kiana pulls herself up onto the apron. Inside the ring, Monica pulls herself up with the ropes. Kiana grabs Monica by the hair from the ring apron. Monica bashes Kiana’s stomach with her left knee. Kiana grunts, doubles over.
Monica grabs Kiana by her head, drops down onto her knees, slamming Kiana’s throat against the top rope. Kiana’s head snaps back, she flies back, slamming back-first against the security barrier. Monica bends over, clutches her right knee.
Kiana staggers to her feet, rubbing her throat. Monica leans over the ropes, shouting at Kiana. “Come on, I’m not finished with you.”
Kiana charges, grabs Monica’s ankles, jerks her off her feet. Kiana rolls into the ring, bounces off the ropes, leg-drops Monica’s stomach. Monica grunts, sits up, clutching her stomach. Kiana crouches down behind Monica, grabs her in a Cobra Clutch.
Monica groans, clutches Kiana’s forearm with her free hand. Kiana pulls Monica to her feet, slams her down onto her stomach. Kiana walks to the corner, climbs up onto the top turnbuckle, crouches down, leaps into the air, Monica rolls out of the way. Kiana slams down onto her stomach.
Monica staggers to her feet, pulls Kiana up by her wrist, whips her into the corner. Monica hooks Kiana’s arms on the top rope, mounts the second rope, pummels Kiana’s forehead, she jumps down, slamming her elbow against the top of Kiana’s head.
Kiana unhooks her arms, staggers out of the corner, Monica grabs Kiana in a side headlock, points to the crowd, plants Kiana with a running Bulldog. Monica rolls Kiana onto her back, makes the cover.
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… Kiana kicks out. Monica pounds her fist on the canvas, pulls Kiana up by her wrist, whips her into the ropes, on the rebound Monica connects with a Thesz Press, pummels Kiana’s chest. Kiana pokes Monica’s eyes. Monica falls back rubbing her eyes. Kiana staggers to her feet.
Kiana grabs Monica’s right ankle, kicks the back of her right knee. Monica groans. Kiana drag Monica to the ropes by her right ankle. Kiana props Monica’s right ankle on the bottom rope, stomps it. Monica groans, clutches her right ankle.
Kiana rolls Monica over her stomach, grabs her legs and crosses them, places Monica in a Muta Lock. Monica screams, flails her arms. Kiana chuckles. “Say it, Monica, say it!”
Monica screams, clenches her fists. “Noooooo!!!!”
Kiana releases the hold, stands, stomps the back of Monica’s right knee. Kiana bounces off the ropes, knee-drops the back of Monica’s right knee. Monica screams, starts crawling towards the ropes. Kiana straddles Monica’s waist, keister drops her lower back.
Kiana rolls Monica onto her back, grabs her ankles, rolls her up in a Boston Crab. Monica screams, arms flailing, reaches for the ropes, Kiana leans back applying more pressure. Monica screams, pounds her fists on the canvas.
Kiana releases the hold, pulls Monica up by her hair, leads her to the ropes, props her throat on the second rope, hooks her right leg over the back of Monica’s neck, pulls up on the second rope. Monica flails her arms gasping for air. Ref Denise orders the rope break.
Kiana steps back, throws her hands in the air. Monica staggers to her feet, rubs her throat. Kiana throws her arms around Monica’s waist, connects with a hip-toss. Kiana grabs Monica’s ankles, rolls her up in a Figure-4-leg-lock.
Monica screams, arms flailing. Kiana bridges up into a Figure 8. Kiana shouts at the ref. “Ask her!”
Monica screams, nods her head. Ref Denise signals for the bell. Kiana releases the holds, sits up on her knees, fists raised. Ref Denise retrieve the Fitness Divas title, and hands it to Kiana. Kiana cradles the title, kisses it, crouches beside Monica. “See this, you’ll never have it.” Kiana rubs the title in Monica’s face.
Jennifer Dempster sprints down the ramp, slides into the ring. Kiana scrambles to her feet, rolls out of the ring. Jennifer leans over the ropes, motions for a microphone. “Kiana, I want you in a match. Any kind of match you want. Whatever you choose I’ll beat you.”
Kiana smirks. “Fine, I accept. I’ll get back to you on the match type. In the mean time watch your back.” Kiana walks backwards up the ramp, smirking, eyes locked on Jennifer, blows her a kiss.
Jennifer helps Monica to her feet, leads her up the ramp, and to the back.
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:clap: :woohoo: Great match love Kiana as a heel.
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Bev Francis vs Rachel McLish
When Rachel won the Empress of Wrestling championship belt, Bev was the first to challenge the newly crowned champion. After refusing the challenger’s request several times Rachel finally accepted after the Australian Amazon injured her friend Cory Everson in a brutal Hardcore match that saw Bev powerbombing Cory off the front of the entrance stage and through a table ten feet below a month prior.
Pre-Match Interviews
Bev: Rachel, you should have accepted my challenge when I first asked, but because you foolishly refused I had to make an example of your friend Cory. It’s your fault she’s injured-yours. Now don’t you worry, I plan to make this as quick and painless as possible - for me. I’m going to enjoy every second that you’re in pain. When I’m finished with you, you’ll be leaving the ring on a stretcher. See you real soon, Rachel.
Rachel: Bev, what you did to Cory was deplorable. So tonight this match is in Cory’s honor, who is almost ready to return to the ring. You wanted a shot at my title- now you’ve got it, but when it’s all over, I will still be the Empress of Wrestling champion. And as you requested , it’s a Hardcore match. I just hope you’re prepared for the humiliation you’re going to experience.
The Match
Cameo Kneuer, stands in the center of the ring, she smiles and blows a kiss to the crowd. “The following contest is a Hardcore match and is for the Empress of Wrestling Championship.”
Heavy metal music played over the arena’s loudspeakers, and out strutted Bev Francis, dressed in a black bikini and black leather calf-high boots. She hits a double biceps pose, eliciting boos from the crowd as she walks down the ramp.
Cameo: Introducing first the challenger. From Melbourne Australia, weighing in at one hundred sixty pounds, “The Beast of Melbourne” Bev Francis.
Bev rolled into the ring, pushed herself to her feet and raised her fists in the air, she dropped her arms at her side, walked up beside Cameo and folded her arms across her chest, smiling smugly at the entrance stage.
Rachel’s theme echoed throughout the arena, Rachel walks out to a standing ovation, dressed in a pair of silver ankle-high boots and a red robe, she waves and blows a kiss to the crowd as she strolls down the ramp.
Cameo: And her opponent, from Harlingen Texas, weighing in at one hundred twenty nine pounds, she is the Empress of Wrestling champion Rachel McLish.
Climbing the ring steps, Rachel stands on the apron staring at Bev for several seconds before climbing into the ring. She walks to the corner and removes her robe, her well tanned muscular body complemented by the silver bikini she wore. She lays her robe in the corner, walks to the center of the ring, and stares at Bev, her face devoid of any emotion.
Bev points to the title strapped around Rachel’s waist, then points to her own waist. “That’s coming home with me.”
Rachel sneers, she unstraps the title from around her waist, turns to face the crowd holding the title up high in both hands., governing thunderous applause form from her fans. Rachel hands the title over to Ref Cameo. Ref Cameo shows it to Bev, raises it overhead, then hands it off to the timekeeper. The crowd is on their feet chanting “Rachel.”
Bev gesture to Ref Cameo. “Hold on a minute, ref.” Bev glances at Rachel and smirks. “Why don’t we have a little pose off before the match. Show me your muscles and I’ll show you mine.”
Rachel nods. “Fine.” Cameras flash as Rachel hits a double biceps pose, the crowd roars as Rachel moves into a side chest pose. Bev responds with her own double biceps pose, then side chest pose. Rachel grins at Bev, hits a most muscular pose, Bev counters with her own most muscular pose. The crowd is on their feet in a frenzy. Rachel hits a lat spread pose, Bev counters with her own lat spread pose. Cameras flash, Rachel laces her hands behind her head, sucks in her breath, showing off her shrink wrapped, deeply creviced abs.
Bev sneers. “Are you ready for your beatdown now?”
DING!!!
With a smug grin, Bev walks up to Rachel, holding her hands out in front of her, fingers splayed, challenging the champion to a test of strength. Rachel looks to the crowd for approval, they respond with thunderous applause.
Without further hesitation, Rachel laces her fingers between Bev’s, she leans forward making her muscular calves bulge. Sneering, Bev starts to squeeze Rachel’s hands. Trying to hide her discomfort, Rachel grits her teeth, but the aching on her hands forces her to plant her left knee on the canvas. Squeezing Rachel’s hands harder, Bev slowly forces the champion down onto her other knee. “This is where you belong, Rachel, on your knees. Why don’t you kiss my boots while you’re down there?”
“Not a chance.” Rachel says through gritted teeth. With a burst of energy, she pushes herself back to her feet to Bev’s frustration. Outraged, Bev delivers a vicious kick to Rachel’s midsection.
Rachel doubles over with a loud grunt, Bev grabs the champion by her hair, slams her down hard onto her back. Raising into a seated position, Rachel clutches her lower back. Bouncing off the ropes, Bev charges from behind, dropkicks Rachel's upper back.
Rachel rolls forward and slams down onto her stomach, she quickly rises onto all fours and crawls toward the ropes. Bev runs up beside the champion and goes for an elbow drop. Rachel rolls out of the way in time, causing Bev’s elbow to impact with the canvas.
Rolling off the apron, Rachel lands feet first on the ringside floor, rummages under the ring, the champion grabs and holds up a kendo stick.
Bev sits up on the canvas, clutching her right elbow, looks over at Rachel and sneers. Rachel stares back at Bev from the ringside floor. Slowly rising to her feet, Bev stalks her way towards the ropes, she leans over and points at Rachel. “I’m going to break you in-
Without warning, Rachel whacks Bev’s forehead with the kendo stick. Grunting loudly, Bev slams down hard onto her back, clutching her forehead.
Rachel rolls into the ring, pushes herself to her feet, clutching the handle of the kendo stick tightly in both hands, she brings it down hard on Bev’s stomach. Grunting, Bev rolls onto her stomach and pushes up onto all fours. Rachel repeatedly whacks Bev’s rear with the kendo stick.
Snarling, Bev staggers to her feet, she lunges and knocks Rachel down with a stiff shoulder tackle, the kendo stick rolls out of Rachel’s hand. Mounting Rachel, Bev unleashes a barrage of punches to the champion’s chest and stomach. Bev reaches over and grabs the kendo stick, clutching it longways, she presses the kendo stick against Rachel’s throat.
Rachel flails her arms frantically, gasping for air. Grinning, Bev looks over at the crowd. “Take a look at your champion. Is this who you really want to cheer for?”
Rising to her feet, Bev drops the kendo stick, grabs a handful of Rachel’s hair, pulling the dazed champion to her feet, she leads Rachel into the corner, bashes her face against the top turnbuckle.
In the corner, Rachel drops to her knees, clutches her forehead. Bev grabs Rachel’s wrists from behind, presses a heel on the back of Rachel’s neck, pulls back on the champion’s arms.
Rachel screams, head thrown back, her shoulders throbbing with pain, she manages to get a foot on the bottom rope.
Bev chuckles. “This is a Hardcore match, a rope break is going to save you here.” bev releases Rachel, turning her back to the champion, she strikes a double biceps pose.
Taking advantage of Bev’s showboating, Rachel staggers to her feet, pounces on Bev’s back, traps the Aussie powerhouse in a sleeper-hold leg scissors combo.
Stumbling around the ring, Bev frantically flails her arms. Teeth gritted, Rachel tightens her grip. Gasping for air, runs backwards, ramming Rachel’s back against the turnbuckles.
Grunting loudly, Rachel releases her hold on Bev, she rolls off the apron, lands feet first on the ringside floor, pulls up on the apron skirt, pulls out a stop sign, climbs up onto the apron. Bev lunges at Rachel, the champion brings the stop sign down hard on the top of Bev’s head full force.
The muscular Aussie drops to her knees near the ropes. Rachel raises up the stop sign again. This time Bev is ready, she slams her fist into the champion’s stomach. Rachel doubles over, the stop sign falling to the ringside floor. Grabbing the ropes, Bev pulls herself to her feet, holding Rachel’s throat against the top rope, grabs Rachel in a front face-lock, using the top rope to choke Rachel.
Flailing her arms wildly, Rachel gasps for air. Bev releases Rachel,m shoves her off the apron, sending the champion slamming down hard back first onto the ringside floor.
Rubbing her palms together, Bev grins deviously, she rolls off the apron, she grabs the apron skirt and rips it off the ring in one fluid motion and drapes it over Rachel, then strikes a double biceps pose.
Pushing the apron skirt aside, Rachel staggers to her feet, the champion runs up behind Bev and dropkicks her upper back, sending Bev ramming face first into the steel corner post.
Bev slams down onto her back, blood trickling down her nostrils. With a groan, Bev sits up and rubs her nostrils with her right index and middle fingers, she stares intently at the blood on her fingers, rising to her feet, she glances at Rachel and licks the blood off her fingers, she rushes at the champion.
Ducking Bev’s clothesline, Rachel grabs Bev in a rear waist lock, and connects with a German Suplex. Rachel kips up, Bev staggers to her feet. Grabbing a night stick from under the ring Rachel charges Bev.
Bev lunges and grabs Rachel’s wrist, rams her knee into the champion’s groin. Rachel doubles over dropping the night. Bev slams her forearm down hard across the back of Rachel’s neck, sending the champion slamming down onto her stomach.
Bev grabs a handful of Rachel’s hair, pulls the dazed champion to her feet. Rachel slugs Bev’s chest. Bev grins, slams Rachel’s face against the edge of the ring apron.
Rachel drops to her knees, clutches her forehead. Bev leans down, grabs the champion in a side headlock. Rachel lands several elbow strikes to Bev’s ribs, forcing the Aussie to release her.
Rachel charges, ramming Bev back first against the steel corner post. Grunting loudly, Bev drops to her knees., clutches her lower back. Grabbing Bev’s wrists, Rachel pulls the Aussie powerhouse to her feet, grabs her in a front face lock, plants Bev with a Double Arm DDT. Bev lies on her stomach, clutching her forehead.
Straddling Bev’s lower back, Rachel drops down, grabs the dazed Aussie in a Trapped Arm Camel Clutch, wrenches back on Bev’s chin. Bev screams, fists clenched. Rachel grins and bobs her head. “Everything you put Cory through, I’m going to pay it back ten fold.”
Releasing the hold, Rachel pulls Bev up by her wrists, goes to whip her into the ring steps, Bev reverses momentum, sending the champion crashing headlong into the side of the steel ring steps instead.
Rachel sits on her knees, clutching her head. Bev pulls the dazed champion up by her hair, rolls her into the ring. Bev slides into the ring, and goes for the pin.
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….Rachel gets a foot on the ropes just barely in time. Bev snarls, pulls Rachel up by her hair. Rachel bashes Bev’s stomach with her knee. Bev doubles over, Rachel grabs Bev in a front face lock, plants her with a Swinging Neckbreaker. Rachel drops across Bev and hooks the far leg.
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….much to the crowd’s displeasure, Bev kicks out. Rachel sits up on her knees, breathing heavily, sweat trickling down her face and chest. Staggering to her feet, the champion mounts the top turnbuckle and crouches down.
Bev staggers to her feet, turns toward Rachel. Rachel stands up on the top turnbuckle. Bev charging and grabs the top rope and shakes it, Rachel slips and crotches the top turnbuckle, and doubles over.
Mounting the middle rope. Bev grabs Rachel in a front face lock and connects with the Superplex. Rachel lies on her stomach clutching her lower back. Rising to her feet, Bev strikes a double biceps pose to taunt the crowd.
Groaning loudly, Rachel pushes herself onto all fours. Bev grabs a handful of Rachel’s hair, pulls the champion to her feet. Rachel counters with a flurry of knife-edge chops to Bev’s chest driving her back into the corner.
Hooking Bev’s arms on the top rope, Rachel mounts the middle rope, cameras flash as she lands punch after punch to Bev’s temple.
Unhooking her arms. Bev shoves Rachel, the champion slams down hard onto her back. Bev struts slowly towards Rachel, grabbing the champion’s ankle, she flips Rachel over and locks on the Sharpshooter.
Rachel screams as she digs her fingernails into the canvas. Bev grins, nods her head. “Listen to you champion!” Bev shouts, then releases the hold.
Bev grabs a handful of hair, pulls Rachel to her feet, whips her into the ropes. Rachel bounces off the ropes, lands a dropkick to Bev’s chest.
Bev staggers back into the ropes, on the rebound charges at Rachel. Dropping onto her stomach, Rache catches Bev with a classic Drop Toe Hold. Rachel rolls out of the ring, reaches under the apron, grabs a pool cue and re-enters the ring. “Get up Bev.” Rachel says, holding the pool cue in a batter’s stance.
Bev rises to her feet, as she turns around, Rachel whacks her across the stomach. Bev doubles over, Rachel whacks the back of Bev’s neck. Bev drops onto her stomach, clutching the back of her neck.
Rachel rolls Bev onto her back, and hooks her leg for the pin.
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To Rachel’s dismay, Bev kicks out. Sighing in frustration, Rachel sits Bev up, sits down behind her, locks Bev in a rear naked choke hold. Bev gasps for air, clutches Rachel’s forearms.
Rachel reaches over with her right hand and grabs the pool cue, Bev pries Rachel’s forearm from around her throat and powers out of the hold. Both ladies stagger to their feet. Rachel swings the pool cue at Bev’s head, but Bev grabs the other end and tries to yank the pool cue out of Rachel’s hands.
Both ladies engage in a tug of war, wrestling for control of the pool cue. Smiling smugly, Bev lunges, ramming the pool cue into Rachel’s stomach. Losing her grip on the pool cue, Rachel staggers back into the ropes, she goes to hook her arms on the top rope to regain her balance, but her foot slips, causing her arms to get hung up in the top and middle ropes.
Smirking, Bev watches as the trapped Rachel squirms trying to free herself. Bev struts slowly towards Rachel, the pool cue tapping against her thigh. Raising the pool cue up, Bev swings it down hard on Rachel’s right shoulder with enough force snapping the pool cue in half.
Rachel screams, her right shoulder throbbing in pain. Throwing down the broken pool cue, Bev exits the ring, she pulls a folding table out from under the ring, she slides the table into the ring, rolls back into the ring. Bev carries the table up beside Rachel and sets it up, she grabs Rachel’s ankles and props them on the top of the table, pushes the table forward so that it’s fully under Rachel’s back, her knees hanging down the front of the table.
Rachel continues struggling to free her arms. Bev steps out onto the apron, stands behind Rachel, grabs her by the chin one handed. “There’s no use trying to escape. I have you where I want you.” Bev chuckles as she walks to the corner, she climbs up onto the top turnbuckle, leaps into the air and splashes down on top of Rachel, the table shattering under the impact.
Rachel groans, her arms still trapped in the ropes. Bev grabs Rachel’s ankles, kicks her in the groin. Rachel grunts through gritted teeth. Bev rolls out of the ring, grabs a steel folding chair from ringside. Fighting through the pain, Rachel manages to free her arms.
Bev watches from ringside, shaking her head angrily, she climbs up onto the apron, Rachel bounces off the ropes and lands a dropkick to Bev’s chest. Bev flies back and slams into the security barricade.
Dropping to her knees, Rachel clutches her right shoulder. Bev staggers to her feet, seething with rage she grabs the chair and slides into the ring, she charges Rachel with the chair raised head.
Scrambling to her feet, Rachel charges Bev, thrusts her shoulder into Bev’s stomach. Bev staggers back into the corner still clutching the chair. Rachel charges again, she grabs the chair and rams her knee into Bev’s stomach. Grunting loudly, Bev doubles over.
Rachel slams the chair down on Bev’s upper back. Bev slams down onto her stomach. Rachel drops the chair, rolls Bev onto her back and splashes her, and hooks her leg.
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...Bev gets a foot on the rope just before the three. Sighing in frustration, the champion pulls Bev to her feet, grabs her in a Full Nelson. Bev clenches her fists, and flexes her way out of the hold, she grabs Rachel in a three quarter face lock, connects with a Stone Cold Stunner.
Rachel lies spread-eagle on her back, staring up groggily at the ceiling. Bev sits up on her knees, she takes a moment to catch her breath, then crawls on top of Rachel and hooks her leg for the pin.
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...Rachel barely gets a shoulder up before the three. Bev sits up on her knees, sneering, she staggers to her feet and grabs the chair. Rachel sits up, her back racked with pain she staggers to her feet.
Crouching in the corner, Bev taunts the champion. “Here I am, Rachel, come and get me.” Rachel turns and glares at Bev. Bev smirks. “What’s the matter, you scared?”
Rachel charges, Bev lunges and delivers the chair shot to Rachel’s forehead. Rachel drops to her knees. Bev brings the chair down hard on Rachel’s head a second time. Rachel falls back and lies spread-eagle.
Bev lays the chair across Rachel’s left knee and stomps down hard. Rachel screams. Bev chuckles and stomps the chair again.
Rolling onto her side, Rachel hugs her left knee to her chest. Bev mounts the middle rope, facing toward the crowd she taunts them with a double biceps pose. Rachel staggers to her feet, she grabs the chair, hobbles up behind Bev and chair shots her upper back
Bev tumbles to the ringside floor, grunting loudly. Rachel bends over clutching her left knee. Bev staggers to her feet, snarls, rolls back into the ring. As Bev staggers to her feet, Rachel unleashes a lightning quick barrage of forearms to Bev’s face and chest, driving Bev back into the corner.
Rachel mounts the middle rope, grabs Bev in a front face lock, and goes for a DDT, but Bev bashes Rachel’s left knee, she shoves Rachel, slamming her down onto her back.
Bev mounts the top rope and dives off, delivering a diving headbutt to Rachel’s stomach. Bev pulls Rachel up by her hair, she kneels, setting Rachel up in an Over the Knee Backbreaker, pushes down on Rachel’s chin and knees.
Rachel lets out a blood curdling scream. Bev grins, pushes down harder on Rachel’s chin and knees. “Say it, Rachel, give up.”
Ref Cameo crouches beside Rachel asking if she wants to submit. Rachel shakes her head. Bev shoves Rachel onto her stomach. Rolling the battered champ on to her back, Bev grabs Rachel’s ankles, and flips her over into the Sharpshooter.
Rachel screams, pounds her fist on the canvas, unable to fight through the pain in her left knee she taps out.
Ref Cameo signals for the bell, she goes to retrieve the title. Bev releases the hold as Cameo returns with the title. Ref Cameo hands Bev the title and raises her hand in victory.
Bev stares lovingly at the title, then straps it around her waist, and hits a most muscular pose. Standing beside Rachel, Bev stares down at the former champ, shakes her head, she pulls Rachel up by her hair, tucks her head between her knees. “You can join your friend Cory in the hospital, tell her Bev sent you.”
A familiar theme blares over the loudspeakers, Cory Everson sprints down the ramp, wielding a steel chair, dressed in a pair of blue jeans, black tank top and black leather vest.
Bev shoves Rachel aside as Cory slides into the ring. Cory charges with the chair raised high. Bev sidesteps the chair shot and rolls out of the ring. “I’m coming for you, Bev. I’m going to take the title from you. Face me in a Hell in a Cell match in four weeks.”
Bev stands at the foot of the ramp and nods. “My pleasure, but I’ve proven that you can’t beat me. But I’ll see you then.” Bev turns and struts up the ramp.
Cory helps Rachel to her feet, leads her out of the ring and up the ramp.
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:clap:
Great match, thought Rachel had it won but Bev prevails in the end and that Hell in a Cell match with Cory will be brutal.
Glad to see new matches, looking forward to one I suggested to you.
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Cameo Kneuer vs Stephanie McMahon
Cameo strolls down the ramp in a pink bikini top and cut-off denim shorts, she rolls into the ring, rolls to her feet, walks up beside Ref Stacy Kiebler and folds her arms across her chest. She glares at the entrance stage.
Stephanie walks out onto the entrance stage dressed in a black backless leotard, and black knee-high leather boots, she strolls down the ramp, rolls into the ring, rolls to her feet. She slowly approaches the center of the ring.
Ref Stacy signals for the bell.
Cameo walks up to Stephanie, fists clenched, chests pressed together. “It’s your fault I lost my title shot. And you’re the reason my own sister turned against me and joined the NWO.”
Stephanie shrugs. “Honey, I’m sorry you couldn’t get the job done on your own.”
Cameo takes a few steps back, nostrils flaring. Without a word, she lunges and tackles Stephanie to the mat, she pummels Stephanie’s chest. Stephanie grabs Cameo by her shoulders and rolls her onto her back, she slams her fist into Cameo’s stomach.
Stephanie grabs Cameo’s wrist and pulls her to her feet, Stephanie runs and bounces off the ropes, on the rebound she connects with a running knee strike to Cameo’s stomach. Cameo slams down onto her back. Stephanie climbs up onto the top turnbuckle, she leaps off and splashes Cameo, hooks her legs for the pinfall.
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...Cameo kicks out at the count of two. Stephanie snarls and pounds the canvas with her fist, she drags Cameo up by her hair and grabs her in a side headlock. Cameo rams her elbow into Stephanie’s stomach. Stephanie tightens her grip. Cameo delivers another elbow shot to Stephanie’s stomach. Stephanie grunts and releases the hold. Cameo nails Stephanie with a Russian Leg Sweep. Cameo kips up, grabs Stephanie’s ankles.
Cameo looks over at the crowd and grins, rolls Stephanie up into a Boston Crab. Stephanie groans and claws the canvas, she grits her teeth and slowly drags herself along with Cameo and clutches the bottom rope with both hands. Cameo continues to keep her hold on Stephanie.
Ref Stacy orders the rope break. “Release the hold, now, Cameo.”
Cameo refuses.
Ref Stacy begins the count. “1….2…..3…..4….
Cameo releases the hold just before the count of 5, throws her hands up in the air innocently. “Alright, alright You’re such a buzzkill.” Cameo pulls Stephanie up by her hair, nails her with a swinging neck-breaker.
Stephanie lies on her back, clutching the back of her neck.
The NWO’s theme blares over the loudspeakers. Cory Everson and Hulk Hogan walk out, Cameo watches with a look of dismay. They stop at the foot of the ramp. Cory waves to Cameo. “Hey, Sis.” Cory and Hulk join Kim Lyons and Jillian Michaels at the announcer’s table. Cory grabs a headset and puts it on.
Kim: Welcome, Cory and Hulk.
Cory: Thanks, Kim. But don’t bother trying to flatter me. I’m here to watch my sister beat Stephanie.
Jillian: Then go, Cameo.
Hulk: Let’s go, Cameo.
Cameo stares at Cory from besides the ropes, lips quivering, she points at her sister. “Get out, you’ve no business out here right-
Stephanie grabs Cameo in a rear waist lock, connects with a Bridging German Suplex. Ref Stacy moves in to make the count.
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….Cameo kicks out at the last second, she rolls onto her stomach and crawls towards the ropes, pulls herself to her feet. Stephanie rolls to her feet, charges Cameo from behind, Cameo pivots on her heel, slams her elbow into Stephanie’s jaw.
Stephanie staggers back, Cameo lunges, throws her arms around Stephanie’s waist and squeezes her in a tight bearhug. Stephanie groans, presses her palms in Cameo’s face. Cameo charges into the corner, ramming Stephanie’s back against the turnbuckles.
Stephanie grunts and hooks her arms on the top rope. Cameo grabs the middle rope, bends over and repeatedly thrusts her shoulder into Stephanie’s stomach. Stephanie rams her knee into Cameo's chest. Cameo staggers back.
Stephanie climbs up onto the top turnbuckle, leaps off and delivers a dropkick to Cameo’s chest. Stephanie pulls Cameo up by her hair, whips her into the ropes, on the rebound Stephanie barrels into Cameo with a running clothesline, sending both of them tumbling over the top rope and crashing down onto the ringside floor in front of the announcer’s table.
Cameo staggers to her feet first, snarling, pulls Stephanie up by her hair, whips her into the steel steps. Stephanie crashes knees-first into the ring steps, she drops to her knees groaning.
“Excuse me.” Cory says and pulls off her headset. Hulk follows suit.
Hulk hops up onto the apron, beckons to Ref Stacy. Stacy walks up to him, running her hand through her hair. “Hey, Stacy, Want me to flex for you?”
Stacy grins. “Sure, handsome.”
With the ref Stacy distracted, Cory sneaks up behind Cameo and taps her sister on the shoulder. Cameo turns, Cory kicks Cameo in the groin. Cameo doubles over and Cory nails her with the Stone Cold Stunner. Cameo lies spread-eagle on her back on the ringside floor.
Stephanie leans against the steel steps and pushes herself to her feet. Cory grabs her by the hair. “You should have kept us from attacking Rachel McLish.” Cory turns Stephanie to face her, nails her with the Stone Cold Stunner as well. Cory walks back to the announcer’s table and puts her headset back on. Hulk hops off the apron and returns to his seat at the announcer’s table.
Ref Stacy looks down at the ringside floor, sees Cameo and Stephanie lying sprawled out on their backs, she shrugs and paces the ring.
Cameo staggers to her feet first, glares at Cory. Cory grins at her sister and shrugs. Cameo shakes her head, she walks over and pulls Stephanie up by her hair, slings her into the ring. Cameo climbs up the ring steps, climbs up onto the top turnbuckle, crouches down.
Stephanie staggers to her feet. Cameo dives at Stephanie, Stephanie sidesteps, sending Cameo crashing to the mat face-first. Stephanie mounts Cameo’s waist, grabs her in a Camel Clutch. Cameo groans, fists clenched.
Stephanie releases the hold, staggers to her feet, stomps Cameo’s upper back. Cameo pushes herself up to her knees. Stephanie grabs Cameo by the hair, pulls her to her feet, whips Cameo into the ropes.
On the rebound, Cameo nails Stephanie with the Spear. Cameo grabs Stephanie in a front face lock, hoists her up in a vertical suplex, connects with the Falcon Arrow, makes the cover.
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….Stephanie kicks out at the last second. Cameo snarls, pulls Stephanie up by her hair, she sets Stephanie up for a second Falcon arrow, but Stephanie lands on her feet, kicks Cameo in the stomach, tucks Cameo’s head between her knees and nails her with the Pedigree. Stephanie makes the cover.
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…..3. Ref Stacy raises Stephanie’s arm in victory. Stephanie sits up on her knees clutching her stomach, staggers to her feet.
Sable and Gold storm the ring. Golden clothesline Stephie, knocking her onto her back. Sable pulls Cameo up by her hair, tucks her head between her knees, and Sable-bombs Cameo over the to9p rope. Cameo slams down onto the ringside floor.
Gold pulls Stephanie up by her hair, positions herself behind Stephanie, and hooks Stephanie by her elbows. Sable grabs a microphone, she walks up to Stephanie and screams. “I want control of my company back. I challenge you to a WarGames match. A team of your choosing against my team. And I want an answer now.” Sable gut punches Stephanie. “Answer me.”
Stephanie nods. “Fine by me, but when my team wins, you can no longer challenge for control of the company. Understood?”
Sable snarls. “Very well. I don’t like it, but I agree to your terms.”
Gold shoves Stephanie. Sable grabs Stephanie by her hair, tucks her head between her knees, nails Stephanie with a Sable-bomb. Sable and Gold repeatedly stomp Stephanie’s torso and legs. Stephanie groans as Sable stomps her right hand. Gold straddles Stephanie’s waist and keister drops her upper back.
Erika ‘Diamond’ Andersch rushes to the ring, wielding a steel folding chair. Sable and Gold flee the ring. Erika crouches beside Stephanie to check on her.
Gold points at Erika. “I’m going to crush you one of these days.” Gold looks down and sees Cameo stagger to her feet. Gold grabs Cameo, hoists her up, and nails her with the Diamond Cutter. Gold rolls to her feet. “That’s just a small taste of what’s in store for you.”
Sable smirks, she starts walking backwards up the ramp. Stephanie sits up and glares at Sable. “I hope you’re prepared for what’s to come Stephanie, and don’t go running to daddy for help.
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:clap: Great match and so many storylines Cameo vs nWo going on, WarGames going to be great excited for that. Great matches/stories coming soon.
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Chrissy Zmijewski vs Wendy Lindquist
Chrissy struts out onto the entrance stage dressed in a blue bikini, she cartwheels down the ramp then rolls into the ring, kips up and hits a double biceps pose to a smattering of applause. Chrissy walks up beside Ref Pauline Nordin in the center of the ring, thurns, folding her arms across her chest as she smirks at the stage.
Wendy runs out onto the stage dressed in a black bikini to a chorus of cheers, she sprints down the ramp, slides into the ring and rolls to her feet, she locks eyes with Chrissy, approaches the center of the ring.
Chrissy gives Wendy the once over and chuckles. “Are you ready for your beatdown, Wendy?”
Wendy scoffs. “I can handle anything you throw at me. So bring it on.”
Ref Pauline signals for the bell.
Chrissy raises her hands above her head, wiggles her fingers, challenging Wendy to a test of strength. Wendy obliges andlaces hands with Chrissy is a Greco-Roman Knuckle lock, their chests pressed together, each struggling to force the other to their knees.
Wendy squeezes Chrissy’s knuckles, Chrissy groans as her left knee touches down on the canvas. Wendy looks down at Chrissy, and smirks. “I told you I could handle you.”
Chrissy snarls, slowly get back up onto both feet, she slowly forces Wendy down to one knee. “Don’t underestimate me, Wendy, I’m no pushover.” Chrissy smirks, she kicks Wendy in the stomach, shoves Wendy onto her back.
Chrissy grabs Wendy by her hair, pulls her to her feet, Wendy rams her fist into Chrissy’s chest. Chrissy knife-edge chops Wendy’s chest. Wendy grabs Chrissy’s wrist and whips her into the ropes, on the rebound Chrissy drops Wendy with a Running Lariat.
Chrissy charges off the ropes, goes for a leg drop, Wendy rolls out of the way. Chrissy slams down onto her rear and grimaces. Wendy kips up, pulls Chrissy up by her wrist, whips her into the corner. Chrissy grunts as her back collides with the turnbuckles.
Wendy charges from the center of the ring. Chrissy spins out of the way at the last second, Wendy grunts as her right shoulder connects with the ring post, she drops to her knees, grimacing as she clutches her right shoulder.
Chrissy walks up behind the kneeling Wendy, grabs her by the back of her head, repeatedly bashes her forehead against the middle turnbuckle, Wendy falls back clutching her forehead. Chrissy kneels beside Wendy, places her right arm in an Armbar.
Wendy groans, teeth gritted, right shoulder throbbing. Ref Pauline crouches beside Wendy, asks iff she wants to submit. Wendy shakes her head. “No.”, Wendy says through gritted teeth.
Chrissy releases the Armbar, stomps Wendy’s right shoulder, she rolls Wendy onto her stomach, grabs her right wrist and applies a Hammerlock. Wendy screams and shakes her head. Chrissy stands and knee drops Wendy’s right shoulder.
Chrissy walks to the corner, mounts the middle set of ropes, facing the crowd she hits a double biceps pose. The crowd jeers Chrissy. “Shut up, you don’t know a superstar when you see her.” Chrissy shouts at the crowd.
Wendy staggers to her feet, she walks up behind a distracted Chrissy and sticks her head between Chrissy’s legs, hoisting her up onto her shoulders. Chrissy’s eyes widen, she flails her arms. Wendy falls back, slamming Chrissy onto her back.
Wendy sits up clutching her right shoulder. Chrissy scrambles to her feet, grabs Wendy in a Sleeperhold then applies a clawhold to Wendy’s right shoulder. Wendy flails her legs, grimacing at hte pain in her shoulder.
Chrissy pulls Wendy to her feet, leads her into the corner, mounting the middle rope Chrissy sits down on the top turnbuckle and hoists Wendy up. Wendy gasps for air, legs flailing.
Ref Pauline admonishes Chrissy. “Let her go.”
Chrissy smirks as she tightens her grip, she shakes her head. “Just try and make me.”
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….Chrissy releases the hold, Wendy drops down onto her knees, rubbing her throat. Chrissy hits a double biceps pose. Wendy staggers to her feet, she turns toward Chrissy, Chrissy throws her legs around Wendy’s torso. Wendy grabs Chrissy by the waist, hoists her off the turnbuckle, plants her with a Spinning Spinebuster.
Chrissy lies on her back, clutching her lower back. Wendy staggers to her feet, she sits down near Chrissy’s head, and headscissors her neck. Chrissy groans and flails her arms. Wendy slowly tightens her grip.
Chrissy clutches Wendy’s ankles, slowly pries Wendy’s legs from around her throat. Chrissy sits up rubbing her throat. Wendy and Chrissy stagger to their feet, they turn toward one another. Wendy wraps her arms around Chrissy’s waist, squeezes her in a Bearhug.
Chrissy groans, rakes her nails down Wendy’s face. Wendy staggers back rubbing her eyes. Chrissy shoves Wendy back into the corner, climbs out onto the ring apron, clutches Wendy’s right wrist in both hands, and hops down off the apron, landing feet first on the ringside floor. Wendy screams and clutches her right shoulder.
Chrissy rolls back into the ring, mounts the middle rope, repeated bashes Wendy’s right shoulder with her fist. Wnedy presses her left palm on Chrissy’s stomach and shoves her hard. Chrissy slams down onto her back.
Wendy climbs up onto the top turnbuckle, leaps off and delivers a diving elbow drop to Chrissy’s stomach. Chrissy sits up clutching her stomach. Wendy pushes herself to her her feet.
Chrissy staggers to her feet, Wendy charges off the ropes, lands a dropkick to Chrissy’s chest. Chrissy slams down onto her back. Wendy goes for a cover.
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….Chrissy gets a shoulder up. Wendy scoffs, pulls Chrissy up by her wrist, grabs her in a front facelock, plants Chrissy with a Double Arm DDT. Wendy pulls Chrissy up by her wrists, tucks Chrissy’s head between her knees, hoists her up onto her shoulders, plants Chrissy with a Sitout Powerbomb. Wendy goes for the cover.
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….Chrissy kicks out, Wendy pulls Chrissy up by her wrists, Chrissy connects with a Double Knee lift to Wendy’s chin. Wendy staggers back into the ropes. Chrissy charges, rams her left shoulder into Wendy’s stomach, sending Wendy falling back through the ropes and crashing to the ringside floor.
Chrissy climbs out onto the ring apron. Wendy staggers to her feet. Chrissy leaps at Wendy. Wendy catches Chrissyand rams her back against the ring post. Chrissy grunts as she hits the ringside floor.
Wendy pulls Chrissy up by her wrist, she goes for an |Irish Whip, Chrissy counters with an Irish whip of her own and sends Wendy careening headlong into the side of the steel ring steps. Wendy’s forehead hits the ring steps with a loud hollow thud.
Wendy lies on her side clutching her forehead. Chrissy scoops Wendy up up, slams her down onto the ring apron, she climbs up onto the top turnbuckle as Wendy staggers to her feet. Chrissy leaps into the air and catches Wendy with a Crossbody Block. Chrissy hooks Wendy’s legs the second her back hits the canvas.
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...Wendy gets her left shoulder up. Chrissy sits up on her knees and snarls, she pulls Wendy up by her hair, whips her into the ropes, on the rebound Wendy connects with a Big Boot to Chrissy’s chin.
Wendy pulls Chrissy up by her wrists, tucks Chrissy’s head between her knees, hoists Chrissy up, jumps up and plants Chrissy with a Piledriver.
Chrissy lies spread-eagle on her back. Wendy splashes Chrissy and hooks both of her legs.
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….3. The bells rings, Wendy staggers to her feet as Ref Pauline raises her hand in victory. Wendy bows to the cheering crowd, she rolls out of the ring, walks up the ramp clutching her aching right shoulder.
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:bravo: Welcome back and good job Wendy also excited for what’s to come in your matches. Hope they will be ready soon.
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Miss the matches and excited for what’s to coming whenever you get back on writing the matches.