Leeann Tweeden: Deaaarrrr God…look at Jungle Girls tits! They are bigger than the Doll’s! What is wrong with these girls!
Carmen Electra: Fans again I apologize for Leeann's ignorance but up now we have our last match of the night, and this should be a good match up, with the Jungle Girl going against Beastie in a standard boxing match!
Leeann Tweeden: So I mean do you think Jungle Girl walked into the doctor’s office and just said “Why don’t you just insert basketballs in my boobs…Maybe that will look good”…I mean what the fuck is that girl thinking!
Carmen Electra: She’s definitely voluptuous, there’s no doubt about it but
Leeann Tweeden: Calling her voluptuous is like calling you a good actress…that is the understatement of the year!
Jungle Girl turned around and began walking to her corner, butterflies flying around in her stomach as she tried to settle her nerves. The blonde walked slowly and took in the crowd, looking around at the rowdy fans that were eagerly awaiting the bell. Jungle Girl was only a few feet away from the turnbuckle when she gasped suddenly as her head was slammed from behind by a sucker punch from Beastie. Jungle Girl was stunned and groaned in surprised pain as her body shot forward and she landed chest first into the corner. Beastie pounced forward and hurriedly took the fight to the stunned blonde, firing another right cross. The right slammed into Jungle Girl’s head, and before she could do anything, Beastie barreled a hard left into the blonde’s midsection. Jungle Girl struggled to regain her composure, and just as she turned around her face was met with a right cross that hit home squarely into her cheek. The blonde’s face shot to the side and just as Jungle Girl’s head was ringing her face took another blow, and the stunned hottie struggled to stay on her feet. Showing surprising dexterity for someone new to boxing, Beastie slammed a left hook then a hard right cross right into Jungle Girl's firm midsection. Jungle Girl heard the bell ring, but paid little attention as she felt her knees buckle from the surprising attack. As Jungle Girl's head dipped forward in response to her pain, Beastie’s hard left met her square in the forehead snapping the dazed beauty’s head shooting back upward. Jungle Girl groaned as she tripped backward, her back hitting the turnbuckle while her arms flopped back over the top ropes. Jungle Girl struggled for breath as her head slumped forward over her heaving breasts. Her long hair covered her tiny triangle bikini top and the referee began a standing count, "One...Two...Three..."
Leeann Tweeden: Great start from Beastie, not that I expected any less from a pro like her!
Carmen Electra: If by great you mean cheating and attacking Jungle Girl before the bell then yes that was the definition of excellent…that’s almost every match so far tonight where a girl has been blind sided before the bell!
Leeann Tweeden: Jesus I am going to bring a box of tissues for next week with all this crying your doing!
When the count reached six Jungle Girl struggled to a standing position shaking her head side to side a few times. She couldn't believe that psycho bitch sucker punched her to gain an advantage, and wondered why the hell the referee didn’t warn Beastie about cheating? Jungle Girl stared across the ring at Beastie, who raised her arms in a victory pose and paraded around the ring. The crowd was on its feet as Jungle Girl punched her gloves together a few times and drew in a few quick breaths. Jungle Girl began to walk out of her corner slowly and met Beastie in the center of the ring, this time with gloves up and ready to take the fight to her foe. Beastie charged forward and immediately went on the offensive again, the psycho wound up firing a wild right haymaker. Jungle Girl had no trouble side stepping the errand punch that Beastie telegraphed, leaving her midsection wide open. Jungle Girl took advantage of the offered opening and fired a quick punch to Beastie’s exposed midsection. The shot Beastie’s belly, but didn't have enough behind it to hurt the psycho who quickly recovered and dropped her guard to cover her side. Again Jungle Girl found a small opening and fired a left hook this time connecting squarely into her opponent’s open midsection. Beastie gasped and instantly hunched over slightly in pain from the surprising blow and the blonde seized the advantage.
Leeann Tweeden: I think Jungle Girl is cheating! Ref that must have been a low blow!
Carmen Electra: Are you blind! That’s back-to-back shots to the stomach…no where near the crotch!
Leeann Tweeden: Maybe you need to get your vision checked, those punches looked low to me!
Jungle Girl reared back and cocked her right fist then drove forward slamming a huge uppercut square into Beastie’s chin completely stunning her in her tracks. Jungle Girl watched as Beastie’s gloved hands rose to guard her suddenly aching face, and once she saw the open midsection Jungle Girl fired another punch to Beastie’s stomach. Beastie stumbled back surprised at the stinging blow that knocked some of the air from her. Beastie was shocked by the sudden turn of events but tried to regain composure as she began backpedaling. The psycho almost tripped over her feet as she narrowly jumped out of range of Jungle Girl's right cross. Beastie began growing desperate and as she walked back another step, she sprang forward and threw another haymaker at Jungle Girl. The wild punch came dangerously close to connecting to Jungle Girl’s temple, but flew within inches of the beautiful blonde's face, which narrowly turned at the last second. Jungle Girl almost tripped on her feet, but somehow managed to right her body and slam a right cross into Beastie’s stomach. Beastie groaned and the psycho’s knees buckled. Beastie grunted as Jungle Girl regained her footing and slammed a right cross flush into her face. Beastie’s mouth shot open in pain as she slumped forward onto her knees as the referee walked over, "One....... Two......Thr"
Leeann Tweeden: This match is turning out to be a loser of a contest if you ask me…what a shitty way to ruin a perfect evening!
Carmen Electra: Fans so far this is been back and forth action as the girls have already both had standing counts only minutes into the first round!
Jungle Girl was enraged as she screamed at the referee, "Can you count any slower! Christ I could have counted to twenty by now!” The referee stooped the count and got in Jungle Girl's face, "I don't tell you how to fight, and you don't tell me how to do my job! Got it?" Jungle Girl paid no attention to her foe and was arguing with the referee, yammering on and on about her slow count. Meanwhile, Beastie crawled to her feet and walked around the ring stealthy sneaking around Jungle Girl who was still in a heated debate with the referee. Beastie snuck up from the side, planted her feet and fired a huge right cross square into the side of the blonde's head from behind. Jungle Girl’s temple exploded with pain and she instantly dropped down to her to her knees in a heartbeat. Before she could do anything, Beastie began to rein down uncontested blows on the kneeling blonde firing wild lefts and rights. Jungle Girl tried to cover up but a glove slammed into her head, then her back, and then her head again. Jungle Girl’s head just whipped side to side as crosses and hooks barreled into her while she was totally unable to mount a defense from her knees. After what seemed an eternity to the dizzy blonde, the referee finally stepped in and pulled Beastie back from Jungle Girl.
Leeann Tweeden: Well maybe I won’t flush this turd just yet! Things could get interesting after all!
Carmen Electra: Now that was a rookie mistake by Jungle Girl and Beastie is making her pay!
Beastie slowly walked back to her corner breathing heavily as Jungle Girl struggled to get back to her feet. Jungle Girl stares at the canvas and could feel her head pulsing and the crowd screams echoed from everywhere around her. After a few seconds she looked up and was about to yell at the referee but she saw Beastie running at her. Beastie stepped around the referee whose back was turned and cocked back her arm just as Jungle Girl got to her feet. The wild punch flew and Jungle Girl luckily ducked out of the way at the last second. Beastie couldn't stop her momentum and crashed awkwardly into the turnbuckle chest first. Jungle Girl turned around and quickly fired a punch into Beastie’s kidney, causing the psycho to drop her guard and her gloved hand came backward holding her back. Jungle Girl fired a right into side of the psycho's head as Beastie was slow in turning around. Beastie finally spun around and instantly she was sorry she did when Jungle Girl’s huge right cross-slammed into her chin. Jungle Girl cocked back her left ready to let fly a huge roundhouse when suddenly fingernails bit into her upper arm stopping her forward momentum. Quickly turning around, Jungle Girl was surprised to see the referee restraining her.
Leeann Tweeden: That’s right referee control that crazy blonde bitch! This is supposed to be a boxing match for heaven’s sake!
Carmen Electra: What is the ref doing? Beastie was the one that attacked Jungle Girl and now the referee is reprimanding Jungle Girl! I am not sure I follow this!
Leeann Tweeden: You have trouble following a straight line...Now shut up and let’s see if the ref can restrain that crazy Jungle bitch!
"What the fuck are you doing?" the enraged Jungle Girl shouted. "You have to break!! Back to your corner Jungle Girl," shouted the referee. Jungle Girl couldn’t believe what she was hearing as she was escorted back to her corner by the ref, who was still digging her nails into the blonde's upper arm. Beastie, slowly regaining her senses, grabbed the middle rope for support and she weekly tried pulling herself up to her feet. It took a few seconds for Beastie to rise and seeing her opponent back on her feet Jungle Girl began to run at the psycho only to be intercepted by the ref mid-ring. "You have to let her get ready, those are the rules," the ref screamed. The now enraged Jungle Girl yelled, "The hell with the rules!"
Leeann Tweeden: See!!! Right there you heard it…the big tittied blonde just yelled out the hell with the rules! I for one won’t stand for a cheater…the ref should punish her!
Carmen Electra: I still don’t see why the referee isn’t counting Beastie out right now!
Leeann Tweeden: Did you wear a helmet when you rode the short bus to school?
With her attention still diverted by the referee, Jungle Girl never saw the punch from Beastie that rocked the blonde's left breast. Jungle Girl let out a yelp as her sensitive breast was crushed by the wicked blow, which caused her sexy bikini top to ripple repeatedly, as her mammaries bounced up and down. Just as Jungle Girl looked down at her suddenly throbbing breast, her nose was squashed by a vicious right as Beastie was now back in the fight and throwing leather full force. Another hook hammered the blonde’s temple, a stinging shot slammed into her left breast, and then another hammered her cheek full on. Jungle Girl was suddenly reeling and in trouble as Beastie seemed to just be getting warmed up. Beastie pressed the attack, quick jabs to the blonde’s washboard stomach, a hook to the face and then another shot to the blonde’s aching left orb. Just when Jungle Girl’s gloves came up to shield her breasts, Beastie quickly hunched over and slammed a glove flying up parting the blonde’s spread thighs. Jungle Girl’s face contorted in agony, her mouth dropped open in response to the grueling low blow, and the Goddess staggered for a few seconds then the pain took over knocking the stunning blonde to the canvas on her ass.
Leeann Tweeden: Hey, did Jungle Girl just trip?
Carmen Electra: What the hell! That was a low blow! Beastie just slammed her forearm up into Jungle Girl’s crotch!
Leeann Tweeden: That’s not what it looked like from my point of view…have you been drinking tonight?
Jungle Girl kicked her heeled feet into the canvas as she crumpled to the mat, tears welled in her eyes as she tried to massage away the pain filling her lower body. She gritted her teeth as the referee looked on, while Jungle Girl shook her head, unable to speak the words in her mind. The referee then slowly began to count as Jungle Girl tried to push herself back to her knees, "One...Two...Three...Four…" The count seemed to be speeding by as Jungle Girl struggled to get back to her feet; one hand on her crotch, the other holding her sore left breast as she glared at the referee, "THAT was a low blow bitch! What the fuck’s wrong with you?" The referee just glared at Jungle Girl "Continue the fight then!"
Leeann Tweeden: Did Jungle Girl just threaten the referee! Disqualify that savage!
Carmen Electra: She yelled what everyone in the arena is thinking…I don’t know what fight this referee is watching!
Beastie again rushed at the shaken blonde and began firing sharp, crisp punches instead of the sloppy haymakers and roundhouses. Jungle Girl was still in too much pain to block the first punch and it slammed into her stomach, causing her to gasp in surprised pain. Jungle Girl soon was taking shot after shot, some to her head, others to her body and an occasional one connected with her already aching breasts. Lefts and rights flew, hooks and crosses all peppering the gorgeous blonde’s body and head. Jungle Girl seemed to be a second to slow in blocking everything as ten straight punches landed home on her body and mashed her angelic face. Jungle Girl’s gorgeous face contorted in pain as a stinging left peppered her breast, followed by a right to the cheek. Jungle Girl was seemingly done for as punches cascaded upon her, and the blonde was almost out on her feet just as the bell rang signaling the end of the round. The ref stepped forward and yelled "End of round one! Time's up girls, back to your corners!"
Leeann Tweeden: Now I’m not sure but I don’t think that was the bell…it’s tuff to tell with all the noise!
Carmen Electra: Clearly that was the bell, but the referee is doing nothing to stop the assault on the poor Jungle Girl!
Beastie, paying no attention to the bell, was still firing punches, most of them landing home in various parts of Jungle Girl’s body, and sexy moans of anguish filled the air. Breasts were hammered, her face was mashed and her body hung from the ropes for support as Beastie through punches like a wild woman. Finally the referee stepped forward and pulled Beastie backward and began dragging the monster off the sexy blonde who was barely able to stand. The ref walked Beastie back over to her corner as Jungle Girl slumped heavily against the ropes. Jungle Girl struggled through the pain as she tried to stand on her feet when out of the corner of her eye she saw Beastie’s tag team partner, the monstrous Carnage walking towards the ring. Jungle Girl’s mind was still too cloudy to think anything of it as she lay on the canvas watching the monster standing near Beastie talking quietly with the spiked filled warrior.
Leeann Tweeden: I told you I thought Beastie would have some friends coming to join her tonight! I can’t wait!
Carnage slowly walked around the ring and made her way over to where Jungle Girl was propped against the ropes and began tormenting the sexy blonde, “Fear…I want you to feel it…you won’t be leaving this ring in one piece…Fear…the knowledge that Beastie and I will break you…maybe this round…Fear…You have my word I am going to hurt you…I am going to hurt you very badly…Fear…I can promise you won’t enjoy it…In fact you will scream…Fear…You will cry…You will beg…Fear…That sinking feeling…Knowing the pain is coming…Fear…It won’t end quickly nor quietly…You will say my name and beg…Fear…I deliver on my promise, and thus I promise you pain…I hold true to my word and break you I shall…Fear…You will think of me when you are in the hospital…You will think of me in the dark…Fear…I am the bringer of the pain…and pain will come like nothing you have felt will you soon feel…Fear!”
Carmen Electra: What is Carnage saying to Jungle Girl…what is she doing out here?
Leeann Tweeden: If we both are sitting over here waaaaaayyyyy across the ring, how the hell do I know what Carnage said to that blonde bimbo? Were you dropped on your head as a baby?
ROUND 2
Jungle Girl’s heart sank as she starred in horror at the monster standing outside the ring…the sick woman’s words ringing in her head. The bell rang to start round two and Beastie charged at Jungle Girl who was slowly getting to her feet still starring at the demented woman below her on the arena floor. Beastie wasted no time and went into attack mode, the wild woman began slamming punches into Jungle Girl’s body, the first couple hitting her ribs and kidney and then Jungle Girl spun back around. Beastie screamed in rage as she began throwing wild haymakers and uppercuts without any regard for personal safety. The first two flew wildly through the air, but the third caught Jungle Girl’s head before she could get out of range. Jungle Girl flew backward stunned tripping into the ropes, her arms draping over the top rope leaving her midsection wide open. Smiling from ear to ear, Beastie began sending huge uppercuts into the base of Jungle Girl’s breasts sending the delectable targets firing around the confines of the sexy bikini top. The stunning blonde’s face contorted in agony as she fought to get her gloves up as her right breast took a crushing uppercut, almost sending the pulsing breast flying out of her tiny triangle top. Beastie was wildly firing hooks and jabs peppering the Goddess incredible tits with hard stinging shots sending the aching orbs dancing wildly about the stunned beauty’s chest. Finally Jungle Girl’s gloves came up over the top rope, and the stunned blonde covered her aching chest. Jungle Girl’s magnificent chest took at least five straight shots before she was able to get her gloves up, and tears coated her eyes. With both of her arms covering her aching breasts, Beastie changed gears and right hooked the blonde to the side of her head. Jungle Girl saw stars as her head flew out to the side, and as her face came back towards Beastie it was met with a left cross to the nose that sent the beauty back down to the mat in a heap.
Leeann Tweeden: Jungle Girl looks to be out cold! That ugly mug of hers was hammered and those silicone sacks were pounded…This fight could be over!
Carmen Electra: Jungle Girl looks beyond out of it…she was hammered and the ref’s count is going on…we might see a second round knock out!
The count was at five when Jungle Girl slowly began pushing off the mat, her entire body already racked with pain. Latching onto the ropes, the blonde begins pulling herself up and shocks everyone as she just makes it up as the referees count reaches nine. Jungle Girl looks drunk as she staggers forward only to fall back and hold onto the ropes. The blonde shakes her head trying to gather her senses when the referee calls for the fight to continue. Beastie was ready to resume the attack and the psycho steps up and snaps a quick right that barrels into Jungle Girl’s face, mashing her nose and sending the blonde’s punch off course. Beastie winds up and lets loose a wild left cross that slams into Jungle Girl’s breast, followed by a jab to the face and then an uppercut to the jaw. Again, the sexy blonde stagers as her head shakes side to side and Jungle Girl is unable to cover up as Beastie’s left hook explodes into her right breast. A hard right cross slams into Jungle Girl’s midsection, and Beastie follows with a left hook to the jaw. The hard hook caught the blonde by surprise and sends Jungle Girl shooting backwards stumbling to keep her footing under her. Beastie never slows as she steps forward and begins to throw punches as fast as she can.
Carmen Electra: I think the referee should have stopped the fight…Jungle Girl is getting slaughtered!
Leeann Tweeden: Noooo! Don’t stop the fight…things are just starting to get good!
Beastie keeps up the attack and begins peppering Jungle Girl’s incredible body with quick lefts and rights, the Goddess groans as her body is suddenly being used as a punching bag. Jungle Girl’s to die for body begins to weaken as her midsection and ample bosom are assaulted with stinging punches and crosses, each jarring blow sucking the life from her. It’s not long before Jungle Girl is yet again leaning against the ropes for support, shaking her head in pain while trying her best to cover up her aching midsection. Beastie keeps up the attack throwing a hard right hook to Jungle Girl’s exposed head, followed by a left and right cross to the stomach. As Jungle Girl’s gloves go down to her stomach, Beastie unleashes a shooting jab that connects squarely with Jungle Girl’s right breast. Jungle Girl’s face contorts with pain, and she brings her gloves up to cover her pulsing breast. Jungle Girl suddenly finds herself doubled over as a right glove barreled square into her belly button. As Jungle Girl’s gloves go down in response, Beastie unleashes a hard right cross that lands flush into Jungle Girl’s cheek. Jungle Girl is clearly dazed as Beastie steps up and pops a quick right uppercut square into her right breast followed by a stiff cross that connects with her chin. Jungle Girl is stunned as she tries her best to block the punches, but Beastie’s next right cross sends her slumping along the top rope.
Leeann Tweeden: Moan and groan, instead of making all that noise you think Jungle Girl would fight back for a change!
Carmen Electra: She needs to go down and stay down…this is a slaughter!
Leeann Tweden: I am sure a slut like that would be used to going down!
The sexy blonde looks drunk as she stagers along the ring rope as her head shakes side to side and Jungle Girl is unable to cover up as Beastie’s left hook explodes into her right breast. A hard right cross slams into Jungle Girl’s midsection, and Beastie follows with a left hook to the jaw. The hard hook caught the blonde by surprise and sends Jungle Girl shooting backwards stumbling to keep her footing under her. Beastie never slows as she steps forward and begins to throw punches as fast as she can. Quick rights and lefts, jabs and crosses all slam home and land flush into Jungle Girl’s aching body. A left jab, followed by a right cross to the breast opens Jungle Girl completely up for a huge right uppercut that lands flush into her mouth. Quick rights and lefts, jabs and crosses all slam home and land flush into Jungle Girl’s aching body. A left jab, followed by a right cross to the breast opens Jungle Girl completely up for a huge right uppercut that lands flush into her mouth. Spittle flew through the air and like a sack of bricks the blonde went down to the mat and lay lifelessly!
Leeann Tweeden: Get that bitch up! Don’t quit yet…what a wuss!
Carmen Electra: Fans I can’t see how Jungle Girl could possibly rise after that onslaught…the referees count appears to be a formality at this point!
The count reached five and Jungle Girl still hadn’t stirred but apparently Beastie didn’t want the fun to end and began distracting the referee. Breaking her count the ref and Beastie began a heated argument while the blonde lay on the mat in lala land. The ref looked back over at the blonde and was about to begin her count when Beastie spun her around and began screaming all over again. Jungle Girl was still slumped on the mat, and Carnage stood near her outside the ring and whispered, “Get up…you will get up and continue the fight, the pain will continue…Fear…the pain is unavoidable, the pain will get worse…You will rise now and fight or the pain will be that much worse…Fear…the breaking hasn’t happened yet, the pain is brewing like a storm…Pain is building, the pain is just for you!” Jungle Girl barely heard any of the psycho’s comments but slowly began pushing her defeated body off the mat, everything was aching as she latched onto the ropes. The ref was still arguing with Beastie when Jungle Girl staggered to her feet and Beastie never waited for the referee’s signal, instead she charged at the aching Goddess.
Leeann Tweeden: All right…the fight is going to continue! I have a feeling Jungle Girl can come back!
Carmen Electra: As much as I would love to see a comeback from the beautiful girl, I just don’t see how she could after everything she has been put through!
Jungle Girl was scarred as she saw the psycho charge forward and flicked her glove out to try to slow the advancing monster. Beastie quickly blocked it and pounded her fist into Jungle Girl's ribs. Jungle Girl gasped as the air was knocked out her. She struggled to get her gloves up but Beastie never gave her a chance as she fired another punch to Jungle Girl's temple that stunned the blonde. Jungle Girl's eyes started to glaze over when Beastie again landed another punch to Jungle Girl's aching breasts, whipping them wildly about her chest. Jungle Girl dropped her arm in pain and her face took the next shot, a grueling hook that sent her long hair spraying outward. Gloves slowly came upward, leaving her chest a perfect target for Beastie's next blow. Beastie reared back and put her entire weight into a vicious right hand that flattened Jungle Girl’s sore left breast like a pancake. Jungle Girl's breast shot around her chest, and Beastie again fired a second fist that slammed the aching orb. Jungle Girl squealed in pain, in a world of hurt as she turned her shoulders desperately trying to shield her breasts. Beastie again fired a shot to her head that sent Jungle Girl back into the ropes. Jungle Girl had to use the ropes to hold her aching body up, as she was dazed, unaware of where she was. Beastie came over and fired a shot that slammed into Jungle Girl's head causing her to slowly turn back around again facing Beastie. Beastie couldn’t hide her grin as she fired a brutal shot into Jungle Girl's wide open and pulsing left breast. Jungle Girl was still wincing from that as Beastie’s next punch landed squarely into that same breast, this time it was a huge uppercut! The big breast flew up almost smacking Jungle Girl in the face, the blonde reeled, her mind screaming with pain and she was almost out cold on her feet. Beastie fired another haymaker, this time into Jungle Girl's face, knocking the blonde back into the ropes, stumbling like she was drunk. Unfortunately for Jungle Girl' her arms flopped lifelessly over the top rope, her incredible ass sitting perched on the second rope and that was the only thing keeping her up on her feet. Before the referee could get over to start counting, Beastie steps forward and began firing a barrage of wicked punches into Jungle Girl’s breasts. First one, and then a second and a third all slammed squarely into the stunning blonde's incredible breasts as she slowly began to slink down the ropes. Poor Jungle Girl’s tits were mashed, the orbs shaking around wildly as they were blasted by almost ten straight punches and then she landed on the mat sobbing as her tits were numb from the abuse.
Carmen Electra: Oh No! What’s is Carnage doing…just end this nonsense already!
Leeann Tweeden: Actually I don’t think Carnage is looking to get involved just yet! She appears to be distracting the referee allowing this action packed back and forth slobber knocker to continue!
Now it was Carnage who held the refs attention as the monstrous woman stood on the ring apron, leaning over the ropes. The ref ran over leaving Jungle Girl to writhe on the canvas, the blonde’s gloved hands hovering over her abused and aching breasts. Beastie joined Carnage and kept the referees attention distracted as the both were yelling and screaming at her. By the time the referee issued Carnage back off the canvas, the blonde was propped up against the top rope, her long hair wildly sprawled over her face. The ref quickly signals for the fight to continue, and to no ones surprise Beastie charges forward. Beastie is in all out attack mode and the leather starts flying, her gloves slamming like pistons into Jungle Girl’s body. Again sexy moans of pure pain fill the air as the Goddess’s body is drilled again and again. Her rib cage got hammered, then her right breast, followed by a shot to the face. Jungle Girl was somehow still on her feet, and lifelessly falls forward coming into a cinch with Beastie. Jungle Girl’s arms limply come over Beastie’s shoulder’s and the psycho evilly smiles seeing the perfect opportunity to dish out some more pain. Beastie begins driving her fist upward hammering and slamming into the base of Jungle Girl’s breasts. Jungle Girl’s mouth hangs open as her aching orbs take punch after punch the blonde knows it’s now or never and violently brings her knee shooting off the ground. A crunch fills the air as her kneecap connects with Beastie’s crotch and the psycho’s eyes shot wide and her mouth puckered in a perfect little ‘o’. The attack on Jungle Girl’s aching orbs ended just like that and the blonde fell to her knees in agony. "Low Blow!!" Carnage yelled from her position outside the ring, watching Beastie drop to the mat writhing in agony and clutching her crotch. Carnage immediately jumped upon the ring apron and climbed into the ring.
Leeann Tweeden: Oh shit! I wouldn’t want to be in the ring right now…Carnage makes Beastie look like a Care Bear!
Carmen Electra: Jungle Girl better get out of the ring…and fast!
Jungle Girl was in lala land after the beating she’d taken and the blonde was still down on her knees having no clue of what was going on. Carnage was checking on Beastie, and after a few moments Jungle Girl attempted rise of the mat. Jungle Girl was in far more pain then she had thought and had to lean on the ropes for support, the blonde never even noticed the monstrous psycho in the ring as the referee came over and was now in the blonde’s face yelling at her about the low blow. Carnage began untying Beastie’s boxing gloves as fast as she could, while Jungle Girl’s attention was on the referee who was still screaming at her. Within seconds both gloves were off Beastie, and just as the referee turned around Carnage was standing right in front of her, towering over the smaller referee. The referee had no idea what to do but the big psycho made the decision easy as she latched onto the referee’s hair and threw her flying right out of the ring. While this was transpiring, Beastie dashed at Jungle Girl who was watching the referee being manhandled. Panic suddenly griped her as she realized she was in serious trouble as she was facing two monstrous psychotic women. Her first instinct was to run but before she reached the ropes she was caught from behind by two handfuls of her long blonde hair.
Leeann Tweeden: Well I think it’s safe to say after this we won’t be seeing Jungle Girl in action for a long time…I wish I had a drink to sip on while I watch this awesome action unfold!
Carmen Electra: Look at the size difference! Carnage is towering over Jungle Girl, the referee needs to get back in there and try to restore some order!
Leeann Tweeden: Restore order! The referee is on the arena floor with piss probably running down her leg…there ain’t no one stupid enough to mess with Carnage…Jungle Girl is going to have to fight this on her own!
Inside the ring, still holding Jungle Girl’s long hair, Carnage screamed at her, “Fear…and so the pain begins…I foretold your impending doom and so thus begins the pain…Fear…The pain has arrived…We will break you!” The rowdy crowd screamed as Carnage threw Jungle Girl back down to the mat by the hair and the stunned beauty yelped in pain. The now barehanded Beastie walked over and grabbed Jungle Girl right back up by the hair with one hand, pulled her body up just as her other hand slammed into Jungle Girl's exposed midsection. The stunned blonde buckled in pain gasping for air wondering what the fuck she was going to do against this tough duo. She had no time to formulate an offense as quickly Beastie put the bent over blonde's head between her legs and suddenly squeezed tightly pinning her in the center of the ring in a standing head scissor. Jungle Girl's ass looked incredible in just the small thong as it swayed seductively in the standing head scissors, and pain began mounting in her head, growing by the second as the psycho squeezed her thighs for all she was worth. Jungle Girl started begging for release, trying to punch up at Beastie to no avail as the boxing gloves prevented her from getting anything behind any of her punches. Wildly swinging both arms all Jungle Girl could do was slap the back of Beastie’s rock hard thighs and ass, but the gloves softened the blows to nothing more than a minor annoyance. Carnage laughed at the helpless blonde, whose ass swished side to side as she wiggled trying to free her head; her shapely leg's straining to find release.
Leeann Tweeden: Let’s hope Jungle Girl has good medical coverage…I think she’s going to need to see a doctor after this!
Carmen Electra: After each match I foolishly thought things were going to get better, but I was sorely mistaken…this is going to be a slaughter!
Without warning, Beastie dropped to her knees horribly jarring Jungle Girl's neck from the jolting impact. Jungle Girl was stunned and pain shot through her body as she laid face first on the mat sprawled out in the center of the ring. She couldn’t believe what was happening to her, and the blonde Goddess gasped when Beastie’s body crashed down on her lower back knocking the wind out of her. Driving her kneecap into the small of the blonde’s back, Beastie reached forward and latched onto two thick handfuls of blonde hair and wildly began pulling back. Jungle Girl shrieked as her scalp blazed to life in pain and she began to fear her beautiful long blonde hair would be ripped from her head. Jungle Girl grew desperate and wildly tried to kick out, but the psycho’s kneecap was still crushing her lower back and the blonde was helpless. Her face was pursed in pain as her upper body was literally ripped off the mat as Beastie continued rearing back using the blonde’s locks like they were handles.
Leeann Tweeden: Do you think Jungle Girl would look good bald? I mean some girls look beautiful with their hair ripped out?
Carmen Electra: How can you ask such senseless questions…the poor girl is screaming as her hair is practically being ripped from her scalp!
Beastie reared back one painful time before finally letting go of Jungle Girl's long locks, allowing the blonde's head to drop forward to the mat. Beastie, still with a knee in the blonde’s lower back, quickly reached forward and wrapped her hands around the aching beauties throat. Jungle Girl gagged as suddenly the psycho’s vice like grip tightened around her neck cutting off any air supply, the blonde wildly kicking her legs trying to thrash free. Carnage figured it was time to get involved and quickly pinned the blonde’s legs together and then straddled Jungle Girl's lower legs. Carnage had the blonde’s legs held in place and the psycho quickly spun a nasty looking spiked ring she was wearing around on her finger so the spikes were facing the underside on her palm. “Pain is coming…pain is here!” Carnage screamed and quickly raised her right hand and then slashed it down against Jungle Girl’s thong covered ass. Jungle Girl’s shrieked as the spikes Carnage’s ring bit into her tender behind feeling like a leather belt whipped her derriere. “Feel the fear…feel the pain!” The monster yelled and up and down Carnage brought her hand, each time violently smacking the blonde’s ass making sure to rake the spikes of the ring across the Jungle Girl’s now reddening ass cheeks. Jungle Girl wildly thrashed up and down, as her ass felt like it was on fire under the flurry of open hand spanks, her head lolling side to side as she struggled for breath, which wasn’t coming.
Leeann Tweeden: Someone needed to spank that slut! Carnage is doing a good job of administering some much-needed discipline!
Carmen Electra: She’s using a metal ring as a weapon…it’s tearing apart poor Jungle Girl’s behind!
Leeann Tweeden: Well if the slut would have wore clothes like Beastie or Carnage she wouldn’t be in such a predicament!
Beastie finally released her choke and the teary blonde whined, "Pleaasseee I give up! Let me go, PLLLLLEEAAASE!" But Beastie responded with a chuckle, and then began to bounce up and down on Jungle Girl's lower back causing the blonde to cry out in pain. Jungle Girl’s lower legs were still pinned together by Carnage and the blonde was forced to endure Beastie jumping on her aching back. Again and again Beastie lifted her ass and then brought it crashing down into the small of the blonde’s back. The crowd began chanting each time Beastie landed, the blonde screaming in pain as she could only pound the mat with gloved fists. When the crowd’s count reached ten Beastie finally rose off Jungle Girl's body, while Carnage still slapped away at the blonde’s now bright red and swollen ass cheeks. Jungle Girl quickly reached back with her gloved hand to try and cover her ass to stop the barrage of spanks still splattering her crimson cheeks from Carnage’s spiked ring. Beastie rewarded Jungle Girl's attempt at self-defense by slamming a kick flush into the back of the blonde’s head. Jungle Girl gasped as her face slammed into the mat then she felt herself suddenly being hauled to the feet by her hair.
Leeann Tweeden: Well now maybe Jungle Girl learned a lesson and won’t wear minuscule thongs parading that fake body of hers around so proudly!
Carmen Electra: We need to help her, Beastie and Carnage seem far from done!
Leeann Tweeden: Who would be stupid enough to set foot in that hornet’s nest? Why don’t you go out there…you look scary, and your makeup looks like Beastie and Psychos!
As soon as Carnage had Jungle Girl on her feet, the muscular psycho monster wrapped both arms around the blonde's tiny midsection and began squeezing. Jungle Girl eyes bulged, gasping as Carnage held her trapped in a perfect reverse bearhug, the blonde’s stomach being crushed painfully. Suddenly the huge psycho reared backward, and just like that Jungle Girl was lifted off the mat. The blonde struggled to keep her feet on the canvas but she couldn’t, as the big psycho’s strength was incredible. Arms straining, Carnage proudly paraded around the ring, and every few feet she would brace her feet and then squeeze as hard as she could crushing the life from her blonde captive. Jungle Girl began growing light headed, as Carnage was relentless in crushing the life from her, the blonde’s head lolling side to side. Beastie’s eyes lit up as she pounced on the trapped girl, rearing back and firing a punch deep into Jungle Girl's huge left breast. Jungle Girl's sexy bikini top wildly swung back and forth as her breast swayed violently from the jarring blow. The blonde’s head whipped straight back in agony in response to the pain, the back of her head smashing straight into Carnage's nose! Carnage gasped in pain, and dropped the blonde to the mat as her hands went to her suddenly aching nose, the behemoth stumbling back in pain. Carnage cursed from the surprise pain filling her face as she shook her head trying to clear the sudden ache. Jungle Girl lies on the mat, face down, her chest expanding and contracting rapidly as she desperately tried to take in oxygen.
Leeann Tweeden: What the hell just happened there…I can’t believe Jungle Girl would do that to Carnage!
Carmen Electra: Jungle Girl needs to find a way out of the ring and now!
Leeann Tweeden: I doubt that’s going to happen, Beastie is right their making sure that blonde is going to pay after that snake attack to Carnage’s nose!
Beastie dropped downward and again sat on Jungle Girl's lower back, this time the psycho reached forward and grabbed both of Jungle Girl’s wrists. The blonde had no idea what was happening, but soon Beastie had Jungle Girl’s arms pulled back and began putting her in a camel clutch. Beastie had both of Jungle Girl's arms draped over her knees and the psycho reached forward and pulled back on the blonde’s neck. Jungle Girl’s instantly bucked and thrashed as pain filled her back, her wild movement sending the right boxing glove flying of her wrists. Beastie laughed hearing the blonde beg and whine for release, the psycho viciously pulled back harder until Jungle Girl shrieked with pain. Jungle Girl had no idea what to do as her back felt like it would pop any second, and her breasts were seductively thrust outward, straining to stay hidden in the bikini top containing her massive orbs. Her feet kicked out wildly, to no avail, as the blonde was helpless in the center of the ring, the sadistic psycho again rearing back on her neck taking the pain to a new level. The stuck blonde Goddess screamed for submission, screamed for help, screamed for release, but nothing came except the pain. The pain steadily built in the blonde’s back as Beastie continued tugging backward ripping the blonde’s neck again and again. Out of the corner of her eye Beastie watched Carnage climb up the corner ropes and then positioned her ass on the top turnbuckle. Beastie gave one final jarring tug on the blonde’s neck and then stood up, Jungle Girl’s free hand coming up to her aching spine. Grabbing her by the feet, Beastie dragged the helpless blonde over to where Carnage lay in wait sitting astride the top turnbuckle. When Beastie had Jungle Girl positioned near the corner of the ring, Carnage suddenly sprang off the ropes and dropped an elbow right into the small of Jungle Girl's back.
Leeann Tweeden: Now that is called teamwork! Hi-fives and an A+ from me…outstanding!
Carmen Electra: Fans that may have been Jungle Girl’s only chance for escape as the Psychotic Duo seem to be getting started!
Beastie laughed as Jungle Girl writhed in agony on the canvas as pain burst into her lower spine when the grueling elbow slammed down. Beastie decided not to waste any time and quickly bent down and grabbed onto the back off Jungle Girl's sexy slingshot thong, jerking it up and eliciting another shriek when the material cut into her ass and sliced between her pussy lips. Beastie continued tugging and pulling and the aching blonde beauty began pushing herself off the mat trying to alleviate the pain building in her crotch. As Jungle Girl was slowly pulled to her feet by the wedgie, Carnage sped forward and snapped a kick flying right into Jungle Girl's right breast. Tears filled Jungle Girl's beautiful eyes, as Beastie had the blonde standing up, the psycho snaking her arms inside of Jungle Girl’s and then going upward. In seconds Jungle Girl was in the center of the ring locked in a picture perfect full nelson. The blonde’s arms were held over her head by the hold and her midsection was fully exposed for Carnage, whose eyes lit up at the sight of Jungle Girl helpless to do anything. The psycho smiled, as she was free to have her way with the sexy blonde who had little fight in her, and just pleaded for release. Carnage grabbed Jungle Girl's breast through her sexy bikini top and slowly began to squeeze "I promised the pain and the pain is coming…I honor my statements and I will oblige with pain starting with these nice orbs!" Carnage mocked still holding Jungle Girl’s aching mammary.
Leeann Tweeden: Nice? Did Carnage just say Jungle Girl’s horrifically over inflated, surgically botched and butchered boobs were nice? Maybe Carnage and you both can get a discount at an optometrist…maybe a two for one on buying some new glasses or something?
Carmen Electra: The poor blonde has bigger things to worry about right now that whether you like her implants or not!
Jungle Girl begged, "Pllleeeeeeeze Carnage, Let me go, I will do anything just let me be... pplee... UUHHHMNNNNNNN!" Her pleas were cut short when Carnage's suddenly released her breast and brought her forearm flying blasting up into the blonde’s crotch. Jungle Girl's eyes rolled back in agony and her legs grew weak, while her upper body slowly slumped forward, her long hair covering her heaving chest. The blonde wanted to scream, but she couldn’t even draw breath, her head spun and pain pulsed everywhere in her body. Jungle Girl’s legs began buckling and slowly the blonde felt herself going down to the canvas only to be pulled right back up still locked in the full nelson. Carnage laughed as she starred at the most incredible body she had seen, helplessly held in the center of the ring and the muscular psycho was free to do what she wanted. Jungle Girl’s body glistened in the arena lights and the blonde’s hips shook side to side as she desperately tried to slip free form the full nelson to no avail. Carnage decided she had starred long enough, reared back her fist and her arm flew forward delivering a huge uppercut to the base of Jungle Girl's left breast. Pain exploded in the blonde’s aching orb as it suddenly shot up and plopped right out of the confines of its bikini cup. The crowd went wild and Carnage could only stare at Jungle Girl's huge fake breast, perhaps in jealousy or physical attraction, as the mound had not a tan line to been seen. The massive orb quivered and shook in the air, the large brown areola was perfectly in the center of her flesh and the blonde’s nipple slowly began to stiffen. Beastie still held on tightly, and Carnage reached out and slowly ran her fingernails down Jungle Girl’s exposed orb, the blonde’s nickel sized nipple now became rock hard as the psycho gals nails slowly cruised over it.
Leeann Tweeden: I hope Jungle Girl sued the hack that slid those implant under her skin!
Carmen Electra: What is Carnage doing…what kinda federation is this
Leeann Tweeden: (Interrupting) Shut up and listen to the crowd, they’re on there feet screaming, chanting, and loving every second of the action!
“Get the fuck off me you sick bitch!” Jungle Girl screamed as Carnage’s hand went up and down her exposed breast flesh, the blonde helpless to stop the violation. Carnage finally reached up and unmercifully pulled Jungle Girl’s other breast out from the safety of her bikini top. With her 36D's on display for all, her arms pinned behind her by the bigger Beastie, she was left with only in her sling shot thong, with one boxing glove still tied on her left hand as her bikini slowly slid down around her curvy waist. Jungle Girl finally squirmed free, her sweat soaked body sliding out of Beastie’s full nelson, landing hard on her ass, and her arms coming up to shield her exposed breasts.
Leeann Tweeden: Thank the good Lord that Jungle Girl is finally covering those monstrosities…I think I tasted some bile for a second their starring at those horrific lumps!
Carmen Electra: Oh no! What is Beastie doing now…come on they have dished out enough punishment already!
Beastie was pissed that the blonde escaped the hold, and the psycho quickly bent over and grabbed the back of Jungle Girl’s thong. Another shriek filled the air as the blonde was violently ripped off the canvas, the thong burying itself into Jungle Girl’s crotch as she was harshly jerked to her feet. Slowly the material worked itself inside Jungle Girl’s pussy and Carnage eyed the blonde's now-exposed swollen labia. Carnage was ruthlessly evil and the psycho quickly stepped forward and latched onto the front of the thong, secured a tight grip and ripped upward wrenching a cry from the wilting Jungle Girl. Beastie smiled as she held tightly on the back of the material and found she was able to hoist the thong even higher once Carnage grabbed a hold, the material slicing painfully into Jungle Girl’s slits. The blonde shrieked as both psychos pulled and tugged at the material which seemed to be solely supporting her entire frame as the thong was stretched to the breaking point yet some how it just buried itself deeper and deeper into the blonde’s nether region.
Leeann Tweeden: Holy shit! Now that’s what I call an Atomic Wedige! I bet the kids in school used to do that to you huh Carmen?
Carmen Electra: Actually I was quiet popular in school not that it matters.
Leeann Tweeden: I think you mean slutty…people liked you because you were cheap and easy…you were kinda like the Rayman noodles of the food world, while I am like a fine Filet.
Standing behind the blonde, Beastie released the back of Jungle Girl’s thong and slid her arms under the blonde’s and once again held Jungle Girl's limp body in a full nelson, trapping her arms over her head. Carnage pulled up one final time on the blonde’s thong completely burying the material between her pussy lips before turning her attention back to Jungle Girl’s now completely exposed orbs. The psycho’s hands came up and slowly she started to play with Jungle Girl's right nipple, working hard to arouse it and try as hard as humanly possible Jungle Girl was unable to keep her nipple from growing harder and harder under Carnage’s skillful manipulation. The psycho was a pro and in seconds the blonde’s right tip was rock hard, something Jungle Girl knew she’d instantly regret! Carnage waited for just the right moment and then Jungle Girl let out an ear-piercing scream as the psycho’s nail latched on tightly and suddenly bit deep into the stiff nipple. Jungle Girl’s arms were high over her head held in the full nelson and Carnage smiled wickedly as she began twisting and rolling the rock hard tip between her nails. Jungle Girl's knees quivered in agony as her tip was spun around painfully as the psycho spun her nipple like a dial.
Leeann Tweeden: Maybe this is a blessing in disguise…after Carnage destroys those horrific monstrosities Jungle Girl will be forced to get a new pair!
Carmen Electra: The poor girl is sobbing, her breasts are being unmercifully abused…how long can this possibly go on!
Around and around the aching beauties nipple was spun and she was totally at the psycho duos mercy. Carnage’s nails pinched tightly together and the blonde wailed as her right nipple felt like it was on fire as the psycho continued spinning it around and around. After almost a full minute of twisting, Carnage finally released the blonde’s right nipple, pain pulsing in both of her sensitive beef tips. Carnage made sure Beastie still held the blonde tightly in place before stepping back and the evil psycho let fly another uppercut slamming into the base of Jungle Girl’s right breast. Jungle Girl's mashed mound shot upward, jiggled uncontrollably and then finally settling back in place on the blonde’s heaving chest. Beastie restrained the helpless blonde in the full nelson and Carnage let another punch fly, this slamming into the outside of the blonde’s ample left breast flesh. Eyes screwed shut the blonde screamed in pain as her breasts felt like bursting, both orbs wildly swinging about her chest. Carnage swung again and again, closed fists smashing into poor Jungle Girl’s aching orbs, both massive mounds flopping wildly about the blonde’s chest as she was sobbing and helpless to stop the onslaught. The psycho monster showed no mercy and continued swinging like a woman possessed as poor Jungle Girl’s tits were battered brutally, hooks, crosses and uppercuts blasted home again and again. After almost twenty straight punches, Beastie finally released the full nelson and let Jungle Girl drop to the canvas, the blonde beaten and broken as she landed on all fours sobbing like a baby.
Leeann Tweeden: Are they…are they growing! I think those cowbells are getting bigger!
Carmen Electra: Her poor breasts are swelling! Look at the horrific beating they just undertook!
Carnage didn’t slow and slammed a brutal kicked blasting the blonde’s ribs sending her flipping in the air and lying spread eagle on the mat. The beaten blonde’s forearm gingerly came up and her arm dropped onto her pulsing breasts, which were already turning purple and swelling in size. Carnage bent down latched onto Jungle Girl’s wrists from behind and began pulling backward while rolling Jungle Girl chest down on the mat. Soon Jungle Girl was yelling in pain as Carnage’s foot came forward into her back, and the aching blonde was suddenly trapped in a surfboard. Jungle Girl’s breasts came up thrust out and on display as her upper body was ripped backward in the torturous hold, the aching blonde screaming, her shoulders being ripped backward unnaturally. Carnage pulled back while her foot was driving Jungle Girl down to the mat. Wanting to dish out even more pain, Carnage wildly began stomping her foot down into Jungle Girl’s upper back, while she continued pulling the blonde’s wrists backward. Jungle Girl’s upper body would jarringly shoot forward each time Carnage’s foot kicked down, the blonde’s shoulders feeling like they were going to pop from their sockets. While the shrieking blonde was held tightly in place, Beastie quickly stepped up and grabbed the back of Jungle Girl’s thong and began sliding the stretched out material down over her shapely thighs.
Leeann Tweeden: Holy shit! Jungle Girl is naked…come on I don’t want to see that exposed skank!
Carmen Electra: That poor girl is being put through the ringer and now to add this humiliation on top of it!
Carnage finally let go of Jungle Girls wrists and the blonde lay chest down sobbing like a baby as her entire body was numb. Jungle Girl had been totally defeated and humiliated, left lying naked, sobbing like a baby as tears rolled down her makeup-smeared face in unrestrained torrents. The crowd suddenly grew even louder as standing there at the top of the ramp came out the Housewives! They strode down to the ring with a full shopping cart and things looked bleak for poor Jungle Girl who lie in the center of the ring, moaning and showing little signs of life. The sadistic pair makes their way to the ring and begins dumping all sorts of things from the shopping cart tossing them under the bottom rope. The housewives slide under the ropes and Arlene makes her wave over to the lifeless beauty in the center of the ring, whose eyes flutter open. Jungle Girl thinks she is dreaming as she sees Arlene’s face painted blue, shower cap on her head, having no idea where she is.
Leeann Tweeden: Well buckle up fans…I think the ride is about to get bumpy!
Carmen Electra: What…what are they doing down here? I can’t imagine what is going to happen!
Arlene begins uncapping a small container she has with her and tosses the lid to the side. Scooping out a handful of the gooey paste the Housewife begins rubbing it all over Jungle Girl’s face. The blonde barely stirs, as a second heaping handful is plopped over her face, and the crazy woman begins lathering it all over the lifeless beauties perfect china doll face. Jungle Girl barely stirs, the blonde thinking she may be getting a facial, still having no clue where she is. Once her face is covered with the substance, Arlene stands up and walks over to her sister, and slowly Jungle Girl begins to feel a growing heat on her face, the blonde thinking she must be in a tanning bed.
Leeann Tweeden: I knew that ugly slut needed a make over…see the Housewives are just helping Jungle Girl out!
Carmen Electra: What is that they’re putting on her face? I don’t like the looks of this at all!
Phyllis walks over with a few different shaped and colored bottles tossing them over to the side of the blonde and the Housewife quickly straddles Jungle Girl’s waist pinning her hands to her sides in the process. Jungle Girl moans as the intensity of the steady burn on her face begins increasing, the blonde suddenly aware that someone is on top of her and begins panicking all over again as she can’t move. The Housewife straddling the blonde’s waist reaches over, causally grabs a dark bottle and begins applying it’s contents over a thick section of Jungle Girl’s lovely blonde hair. The blonde starts weekly bucking, but Phyllis has no trouble applying the entire contents of the bright green dye, which is now covering a huge chunk of the blonde’s hair. Jungle Girl’s face is suddenly burning, as the blonde still has no idea the cream was applied, and Phyllis grabs another bottle of hair dye going right back to work. Bright pink pours out of the tip of the bottle and the shocking color begins coating a different section of the blonde’s hair. Phyllis tosses the empty bottle to the side while Arlene stalks back over with another bottle of the cream she used on Jungle Girl’s face. Arlene bends down and this time begins applying the cream to Jungle Girl’s already aching breasts, the blonde thrashes wildly as there is no delay as pain flares to life in her aching mammaries. The blonde has no idea that the cream, which causes the skin to blister and rash, is now coating both of her breasts and covering her face.
Leeann Tweeden: (Laughing hysterically) Look it IS a make over…I can’t wait to see how Jungle Girl looks after this is done!
Carmen Electra: I am worried about that cream…what is that…it seems to be burning the poor girl’s skin!
Leeann Tweeden: Don’t worry it will probably make that ugly girl pretty…just look at her hair already. That’s a beautiful shade of green and pink!
Phyllis tosses the second empty bottle to the side, reaches forward and grabs another to start the process anew. Bright Blue begins pouring out of this container and the former blonde has another section of her hair dyed a different color. A fourth bottle is uncapped and a vibrant shade of Ronald McDonald red coats yet another section. Jungle Girl’s screaming in agony as her face and breasts are burning as the cream is beginning to take its toll on her flawless flesh, the aching gal having no clue a fifth different color, this a glowing orange coats her last few strands of golden blonde. The former blonde, now sporting a rainbow of dyed colors coating her once luxurious hair, suddenly gasps as Arlene begins spraying hairspray in her face. Jungle Girl coughs and gags as the Housewife uses an entire can of thick spray making sure the hair dye becomes even more permanent. Not satisfied, Arlene runs over to her cart and grabs another can of hairspray and dashes back to the former blonde. Jungle Girl is still pinned to the mat, Phyllis straddling her waist, as Arlene begins spaying the rainbow of colors on top of Jungle Girl’s head. Two cans of spray later, Jungle Girl’s hair is firmly held in place and not moving an inch, bright colors glowing in the arena lights where once lovely blonde locks bounced.
Leeann Tweeden: That’s how you do it Phyllis and Arlene…Carmen you should set up an appointment with them…you could use a make over!
Carmen Electra: This is just insane…it’s turning out to be a four on one!
Finally Phyllis stands off the humiliated girls body and the Housewife walks over to grab a pair of metal tongs, while Arlene grabs her thick wooden spoon. Phyllis marches back over opening the tongs in the air and then the metal painfully clamps down right on Jungle Girl’s nose. The former blonde is suddenly dragged painfully off the canvas as the metal tongs are tightly closed on her nose, Jungle Girl squealing as her nostrils are on fire. Once she was standing, Phyllis begins marching the Goddess around the ring, while Arlene sneaks up from behind and her oversized wooden spoon slashes down into Jungle Girl’s already aching and exposed left ass cheek. The blonde wailed in pain, her tender ass felt like hundreds off bees stung it simultaneously, the second slash hammered home in the exact location eliciting a shriek. Phyllis kept walking her pet around the ring using the metal tongs to guide her when the third slash hit home into that same ass cheek. Jungle Girl’s hands flew back to shield her slashed left ass cheek, but that didn’t deter Arlene, who slashed the wooden spoon flying across her right ass cheek. The former blonde wailed in surprised pain as the Housewife she couldn’t see kept slashing the thick wooden spoon across her now tenderized derriere, her hands uselessly trying to block the stinging smacks. Phyllis was parading around the ring, waving out to the roaring crowd as another slash blasted the blonde’s destroyed derriere.
Leeann Tweeden: I don’t think Jungle Girl wanted to sit down for a while anyway!
Carmen Electra: I dare say but Carnage looks to be getting back in the action!
