UFWL Grudge Matches

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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                                                                        ….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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                                                …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.

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.

 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.

 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.

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.

 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.

 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.

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.

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.”

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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   ...2…


            … 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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     ...2…


             ...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.

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.

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.


1…


     ...2…


              … 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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    ...2…


              ...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.

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.





 

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.


1…


     ...2…


              … 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.

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.


1…


Talisa staggers to her feet.


...2…


Talisa staggers to the apron.


...3…


As Talisa climbs up onto the apron, Timea dropkicks her midsection, she flies of the apron and slams down onto her back.


...4…


Talisa rolls onto her side clutching her left knee, she staggers to her feet.


...5…


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.


1…


      ...2…


               ...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.

Nice matches, Chris.. But you are pretty realistic.. You make muscular women win with big effort and sometimes they even  lose to men which is not cool in a place that is created specially to pay respect and admiration to muscular women .. So showing them as normal people kills the fantasy and imagination..

Of course there are some good fantasies, like the Yaxeni Oriquen ( She-Hulk ) storyline .. But it's not enough.. We need wrestling matches between muscular female wrestlers vs. Male wrestlers with a total domination of the muscular woman over the man . Showing great feats of her strength  and also toying with male wrestler and even more than one man.. That would be very awesome .. All of them would be awesome in total domination matches especially Gina Davis,  Jeannie Paparone , Yaxeni Oriquen and of course Jill Mills . Those ladies have everything to completely dominate and crush any oppenet (s) they face.

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.
   1...
      … 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.
      1…
         ...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.
   1….

      …..2…

            ...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.”

I see your point. I will keep your suggestions in mind, and sorry for the late reply.

 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.


1…


...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.


1…



...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.


1…


...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.


1…


...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.


1…


...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.


1…


...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.


1…



...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.


1…


...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.


1…


...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.


1…


...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.


1…


...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.

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.

   1…

         ...2..

            ….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.

   1…

         ...2…


            … 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.

   1…

         ...2…


               … 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.

   1…


         ...2…


                  ….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.

   1…


         ...2…


            ...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.