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(Well it seems like it has been ages since I was able to write something, and I based this tale on the results of the poll I posted.  It wasn't the match I had planned, but I haven't been able to write anything worth posting, and what started out as a few paragraphs took a life of it's own and ended up like this.  I will admit 5 girls in the ring at one time is very difficult to keep track of, at least for me, so I am not sure what everyone will think as I feel it may have affected the quality some what.  But anyway I hope everyone enjoys)

Tonight, Christy was making her federation debut, the stunningly beautiful blonde scheduled to be teaming up with the Beer Girl.  Last week, it was the Busty Beer girl who made her debut and it was a horrific one-sided slaughter at the hands of Patient X-55 and Nurse Nadine.  Stripped to almost next to nothing, X-55 was carrying the lifeless Beer Girl up the ramp, when Christy, who was watching from ringside, decided she had seen enough and saved the Beer Girl from further torment.  (Here is last weeks match featuring the Beer Girl against Patient X-55 in case you missed it - http://www.freecatfights.com/forums/index.php/topic,34742.msg260525.html#msg260525 )  Christy entered the arena and made her way back to her dressing room, only to find a note from the commissioner.  The blonde quickly read it and was shocked to find that he had already changed his mind on the tag match and had decided on a new match for Christy and the Beer Girl to take part in tonight.  Instead of the girls teaming up with one another they would be competing in a match that would feature five girls going against each other in a no holds barred submission match.  Christy thought this might actually work to her advantage, if she and the Beer Girl could team up against the other three girls, or single out a weak link, they could make quick work of the others.  A knock at her dressing room door announced it was time for her match, luckily the blonde had just finished changing into her Pilot costume and quickly made her way through the back walking out to the ramp.    She heard the cheers and roars even in the back, the building buzzed with excitement, and the fans were already going crazy with anticipation of the main event. 
 
Standing in the ring were Dorothy (5-5" 120lbs, 34C - 26- 36), Minnie (5'4", 115 lbs, 34D-25-36), and Wonder Woman (5'7", 135 lbs, 34B-26-37)



The rowdy crowd grew louder as the German Beer Girl was called out and the busty blonde heart stopper slowly made her way down the ramp.  Flashes filled the air, and the crowd went ballistic, fans on both sides of the walkway reaching out to touch her, others wildly chanting and yelling, “Show your tits!” again and again hoping for a repeat performance from last week.  Standing 5’8” with a body to die for, and a costume that seemed tailored to her curvy 34D-25-36 Centerfold figure, the blonde was a site to see dressed like a slutty German Beer Girl.  Bleached blonde hair was held high up on both sides of her head, wrapped in pink bowed ponytails, and bounced around with each step she took.  Her long legs seemed to go on forever, covered in white thigh high stockings ending halfway up her meaty thighs in a bright bow, and then ending in black ankle wrapped heels.  A strikingly beautiful face was painted heavily with makeup; black eyeliner, dark eye shadow, and bright glossy pink lipstick coated her puffy lips, while a light pink powder covered her cheeks.  Paying no attention to the roaring crowd, only to the groping hands that tried grabbing a cheap feel, the blonde slowly climbed up the metal steps leading into the ring.  Sliding through the ropes, she quickly entered and never took her eyes off the other three girls, the blonde clearly disappointed to see that the Pilot wasn’t one of the three already in the ring.


 
“And finally fans making her debut tonight, standing 5’4” weighing 101 pounds with measurements of 34D-22-33 is the Pilot!”  Christy, dressed up as the Pilot, was called out and the crowd went wild when the blonde came out from backstage and walked to the top of the ramp.   The Pilot's heart pounded uncontrollably in her chest, nerves making her stomach churn as she stood at the top of the ramp listening to the ravenous cheers and whistles starring at the arena full of rowdy screaming fans.  The blonde had never experienced anything like this before, only a month ago working in an office (here is the link if you missed what happened to Christy and why she left that job - http://www.freecatfights.com/forums/index.php/topic,34691.msg260138.html#msg260138 ), and even though she went through a great deal of wrestling training it all seemed to be slipping from her mind.   Fans were screaming and hollering at the blonde who stood like a deer in headlights at the center of the walkway frozen in place trying to take everything in.  Slowly she walked forward, the blonde looking sexy wearing an all to tight costume, that strained to hold in her fake breasts, and showed plenty of her shapely legs.  Her thick dark sandy blonde hair ended midway down her back in big wavy curls, cascading down over her shoulders.  The Pilot's makeup was flawless, as she chose dark blue eye shadow to cover her hypnotic eyes, accented with a thick black eye linier, while her dark red lipstick coated her puffy lips.  Trying not to show her nerves she climbed the steel steps and slid into the ring waving towards the Beer Girl and smiling. 



(I only had one picture of the first three girls, and one picture of Christy dressed in her Pilot costume so I posted one of her in a bikini)

Once all the girls were in the ring, the referee pointed to the timekeeper and the bell rang, starting the match.  The girls stood nervously, glancing back and forth and no one seemed ready to get things started, but finally it was Minnie who kicked things off.  The other four girls were looking around at one another, making sure not to be blindsided by a cheap attack, while the Beer Girl began talking to the Pilot trying to formulate a plan for tonight’s match wanting to work as a team.  Wildly, Minnie made a direct charge straight at the Beer Girl, whose attention was fixed in the opposite direction of her approach, chatting with the Pilot.  Her charge went unimpeded, and form behind, Minnie grabbed two handfuls of the Beer Girl’s long pigtails, catching the blonde by surprise.  With a tight grip on each pigtail, Minnie jarred the Beer Girl’s head from side to side, and began ripping away at her hair causing the stunned beauty to shriek out in surprised pain.  Her beautiful face contorted in agony, and the blonde’s screams filled the air, having no idea who was attacking her, Minnie still standing behind the shocked beauty.  Painfully, the Beer Girl’s head was dragged and yanked side to side and the surprised blonde could do little more than raise her hands desperately trying to pry Minnie’s hands from her long hair.  Now standing to the side of her opponent, Minnie reared downward on The Beer Girl’s left pigtail, almost tripping the blonde in the process and sending her body stumbling forward.  Evilly, Minnie ripped back on the right pigtail, stopping the Beer Girl in her tracks, and yanking her body painfully back upright, the blonde totally on the defensive as Minnie began tugging her around the ring.   

Dorothy paused, quickly surveying the situation of what girl she wanted to attack, her head whipping side to side making sure no one came hear her.  Dorothy watched as the Pilot began circling around Wonder Woman, the Pilot just getting her arms up in time, as Wonder Woman was ready to engage in a test of strength with the tinier blonde.  Wonder Woman clearly planned on taking advantage of the extra few inches she had on the blonde, and when their hands locked together the Pilot was instantly driven back by Wonder Woman who displayed a burst of power.  A quick twist of the wrist and the Pilot screamed in pain as her hands were now inverted, like she was playing in a game of Mercy, and Wonder Woman had the blonde’s back against the ropes.  Wonder Woman torques upward on the Pilot’s hands and the blonde screams out in pain as her wrists bend unnaturally backward.  In a matter of seconds, Wonder Woman’s arms push outward, and the brunette had the Pilot’s arms stretched wide along the tops of the ropes.  Giving her opponent no time to defend herself, the brunette smiled seeing the Pilot’s wide-open midsection and Wonder Woman quickly blasted her knee upward slamming into the blonde’s tight stomach.  The Pilot groaned, her arms flopping over the rope to tend to her suddenly aching midsection, but Wonder Woman wasted no time, her forearm smashing into the side of the blonde’s lowered head.  Ling hair was sent spraying outward, the Pilot groaned as her head snapped to the side from the vicious forearm shot, and the blonde found herself holding the top rope for support trying to clear the cobwebs.  Wonder Woman’s left hand was already moving, her fingers tightly twirling in the Pilot’s thick hair and the brunette began pulling backward, seemingly lining up the blonde’s stunning face for the violent open hand smack that blasted across the Pilot’s cheek.  A stinging pain filled the blonde’s face, her eyes squinting shut to prevent tears from welling, but that left her defenseless to Wonder Woman’s arm which again flew backward, the brunette driving forward and slashed her open hand smacking across the Pilot’s upper breasts causing them to shake wildly in her tight costume.  Pressing the attack, Wonder Woman reared back and this time, balled her hand tightly, sending a power packed closed fisted punch flying deep into the Pilot’s wide open midsection, the blonde gasping and instantly hunching over in pain.  Bent at waist level, the Pilot suddenly groaned and went shooting chest first to the canvas when Wonder Woman’s fists slammed down upon her upper back leaving her gasping and in pain. 

Across the ring, Minnie was still wildly tugging and pulling on the Beer Girl’s long hair, the poor blonde’s pigtails were being used against her and her screams of pain filled the air.  The Beer Girl was hunched over and being dragged awkwardly in her heels, forced to keep up for fear of a clump of her precious hair being ripped from her scalp.   Dorothy, still hanging back out of harms way had yet to get in the action, and figured the Beer Girl may be the best target to try to eliminate due to the blonde’s height.  Seeing the Pilot on the ground and in agony, Dorothy made her decision and snuck up behind the Beer Girl who was still bent over, hunching forward at the waist trying to pry Minnie’s hands form her golden mane.   Dorothy strode to the side of the Beer Girl, and the blonde groaned in agony as her kidney was blasted by a punch from behind.  Her knees buckled in surprised pain from the power packed punch, but she managed to be yanked back to her feet as Minnie pulled her forward, both pigtails violently pulled.  Stumbling forward, the Beer Girl’s hands leave her hair and come down to her aching side in hopes of defending herself from her new unseen attacker, the blonde having no clue of any forth coming attack.  Minnie continued to pull her forward, and this time Dorothy waited for the blonde’s arms to move to the side of her stomach, and then slammed a kick barreling into the Beer Girl’s thigh from behind.  The Beer Girl’s leg buckled, a pain filled cry filled the air, but a violent jerk from Minnie on her hair almost sent her stumbling to the mat, the blonde just managed to keep her feet under her at the last second.  The Beer Girl’s arms were flailing in front of her in an attempt to balance herself, and Dorothy saw a huge opening, the brunette quickly stepped up and sent a closed fisted punch flying through the air and slamming into the Beer Girl’s stomach.  The Beer Girl groaned, the wind driven from her, and the blonde’s arms again came up in hopes of shielding her aching midsection.  A violent yank on the pigtails brought a scream of pain, and Dorothy waited patiently until the blonde’s hands left her aching midsection and began going up to her burning scalp.  Dorothy stepped up from behind the Beer Girl and began wrapping her arms around the blonde’s sides and then snaking her arms upward and underneath the blondes.  Dorothy worked her arms up through the Beer Girl’s and then brought them up and began trying to apply a Full Nelson hold on the blonde.  Minnie gave another viscous yank on the Beer Girl’s hair before finally releasing the blonde and taking a step back watching Dorothy who struggled for a few seconds.  The blonde had no idea what was happening to her, her arms were slowly being raised above her head, and then she felt Dorothy’s hands snap in place on the back of her head.  Trying to move, panic filled the busty blonde as Dorothy had the Beer Girl trapped perfectly in a textbook full nelson in the center of the ring.     

Wonder Woman looked around the ring seeing where she would best fit in, and decided to keep up the attack on the Pilot who was on the mat beneath her, figuring the brunette duo would have little trouble with the Beer Girl who was now helplessly held in place.  Wonder Woman’s heel lifted in the air, and then she drove her foot down, stiletto first into the small of the Pilot’s back.  Writhing on the mat, the Pilot gasped as the spiky heel tip scratched through her costume, her hands shooting to cover up her aching lower back.  Wonder Woman smiled, again her foot rose up, and the brunette then stomped her heel downward, this time the painful stiletto catching the exposed portion of the Pilot’s thigh.  The Pilot scrambled on the mat her leg and back burning in pain, and the blonde began crawling towards the ropes.  Wonder Woman caught up to her in no time, the brunette’s hands latching onto two thick handfuls of blonde hair from behind.  Stopping in her tracks, the Pilot squealed in pain, her scalp blazing in agony as Wonder Woman began violently pulling backward.  Her face began looking upward as Wonder Woman continued yanking further and further back on her hair, the blonde’s eyes squinting shut while her hands pawed at Wonder Woman’s trying to free her precious golden locks.  The Pilot tried to spin around on the mat, but Wonder Woman wildly shook the blonde’s hair from behind holding her captive.  The Pilot screamed out as it felt like clumps of her hair would be ripped from her head, and desperately she slapped at Wonder Woman’s wrists.  Wonder Woman paid little attention to the slaps, and the brunette charged forward and forced the Pilot to crawl like a dog trying to keep up with her.  The blonde continued shrieking, her hair stretched to the limit, but Wonder Woman continued walking/dragging the blonde along in tow.  Suddenly stopping the pain filled crawl, Wonder Woman gained her footing and slammed a kick flush into the Pilot’s belly catching the blonde totally off guard.  The Pilot’s arms gave out, the blonde groaned in pain, falling to the mat gasping for air one hand holding her belly, the other massaging her burning scalp.  After a few seconds, the blonde rolled onto her back, having no idea Wonder Woman was still standing over her.  Smiling, Wonder Woman again raised her foot, this time her stiletto heel rocketed down stomping squarely upon the blonde’s right breast.  The stiletto tip flattened the blonde’s breast painfully, but Wonder Woman elicited a shriek of pure agony when she began twisting the heel around.  Supporting as much of her weight as possible, yet careful to maintain her balance, the brunette ground the heel tip into the blonde’s beefy breast, the costume providing little protection to the painful attack.   The Pilot sobbed in pain and finally freed herself, rolling onto her side and both hands coming up to her suddenly burning boob.   

Across the ring, the Beer Girl’s to die for body was held tightly in place, trapped in Dorothy’s Full Nelson.  Minnie stood only a few feet a way, the brunette seemingly salivating at her golden opportunity to dish out some pain to the busty base, watching the blonde’s body wiggle side to side yet unable to gain traction with her arms held high above her head.  Like a Cheshire cat, the brunette smiled sadistically, before cocking her arm back and firing a wicked right cross that barreled uncontested into the Beer Girl’s tight stomach.  A whoosh of air filled the air as the life was driven from the blonde, and this was the girls’ opportunity to soften up the Beer Girl only seconds into the match and Minnie was going to take advantage of it.  Minnie began wildly flinging punches; left, right, left, right, left, throwing closed fisted shots as fast as her arms would move.   Each power packed punch slammed home blasting into the Beer Girl’s tight stomach and exposed ribs, the blonde’s arms struggling to break free and hold her aching midsection.  Every punch rocked the Beer Girl’s body backward or sideway and Dorothy was clearly struggling to keep the blonde held in the full nelson while Minnie continued the violent assault on the aching girl’s belly.  By now ten punches hammered home and the blonde’s legs were going weak, the will to fight back slowly waning.  The hits were in the double digits, and each punch elicited a sexy groan or moan from the Beer Girl’s lips, the blonde thrashed wildly trying to break free as the life was draining from her.  Hands starting to hurt, Minnie took a step backward and fired a huge kick slamming directly into the Beer Girl’s lower stomach, the blonde’s body flying backward and forcing Dorothy to break the full nelson.  With the Beer Girl doubled over and gasping for air in front of her, Minnie grabbed her flopping pigtails and secured a tight grip.  Pulling outward on the blonde’s pigtails, Minnie evilly leapt into the air, and let gravity takes it course driving the Beer Girl face first down to the mat.   Minnie stood up and watched the Beer Girl lying on the mat holding her aching body, the brunette looking around the ring making sure she wasn’t going to be attacked from behind.

Wonder Woman was just turning her attention from the aching Pilot, but the brunette never got a chance to defend herself.  Her eyes widened in fear, but she couldn’t get her arms up in time as Dorothy’s shoulder slammed into Wonder Woman’s wide open stomach.  The wind flew from the shocked brunette, and Dorothy used her momentum, quickly throwing her arms around Wonder Woman’s waist and continued running forward.  Wonder Woman was stunned and suddenly found herself back-peddling awkwardly in her heels as Dorothy continued to push her toward the closest turnbuckle.  Wonder Woman tried to break free, but Dorothy drove her opponent backward and Wonder Woman’s back was driven into the corner of the ring.  Wonder Woman’s upper back smashed against the turnbuckle, her arms slaying out over the top ropes on either side, leaving her dazed and gasping for air.  Dorothy immediately stepped back and slammed her foot square into Wonder Woman’s gut, instantly hunching her over at the waist and struggling to draw breath.  As Wonder Woman’s face began coming down, Dorothy latched onto her hair and her knee came shooting up right into Wonder Woman’s forehead.  A dull thud echoed out and Wonder Woman saw stars, her head buzzing, as she tried to gather her bearing.  Dorothy was shocked the brunette was still on her feet, and quickly sent a backhanded slash flying into Wonder Woman’s upper chest sending her opponent back into the corner.  Wonder Woman gasped for breath, her arms slow in coming up to defend the flying punch the hammered into her belly.  Now holding her midsection, Wonder Woman’s head was jostled to the side by a grueling forearm smash to her temple.  Seeing stars Wonder Woman tried to fight back but yelped in pain as Dorothy had two handfuls of her hair, and sent her stumbling to the canvas.

Seeing no immediate threat, Minnie quickly resumed her attack on the Beer Girl.  Sliding downward the brunette straddled the sexy blonde’s tight waist, and both of Minnie’s hands clamp down and tighten around the Beer Girl’s neck, choking her against the mat.  Eyes bulging, the brutal punches had done their damage and the Beer Girl was severely weakened by the attack, the blonde having little left in her to fight off Minnie’s choke.  Minnie’s hands tightened like a vice around the blonde’s neck, leaving the Beer Girl gasping on the canvas, struggling to draw air, her stocking covered feet kicking out wildly.  The blonde was quickly loosing consciousness, unable to breath, and wildly thrashed in place but couldn’t dislodge her attacker.  She tried bucking, rolling, and desperately punching, but nothing was working, and the Beer Girl’s eyes rolled around vacantly as she felt herself going under.  After a few more seconds of choking the weakening blonde, Minnie changed tactics and quickly stood up and slammed a kick flying down into the Beer Girl’s stomach.  The Beer Girl groaned, lifelessly spinning to the side, laying on the mat praying for help.  Minnie quickly bent down and latched onto the Beer Girl’s right wrist and began pulling her up, the blonde’s legs felt like jelly yet somehow they managed to support her.  Once both girls were standing, Minnie, still holding onto the blonde’s hand, began pulling the Beer Girl’s wrist behind her back and slowly began prying it upward.  The Beer Girl suddenly shrieked in agony as Minnie had her right arm pinned tightly behind her, the brunette wrenching it upward at the wrist putting the Beer Girl in a perfect hammerlock.  The Beer Girl’s full breasts threatened to burst free of the confines of her sexy costume, pain tearing through the blonde’s shoulder and she frantically tried to scramble free of the hold, but Minnie held it tightly in place.             

The Pilot fought the burning pain in her back, her right breast still stinging painfully from Wonder Woman’s attack, but slowly she managed to scramble to her feet.  The Pilot looked around and saw her friend the Beer Girl, getting pushed around the ring, painfully held in a hammerlock, the blonde screaming out in agony.  The Pilot dashed over, coming up from behind her unsuspecting opponent and slammed both of her balled up fists flying into Minnie’s upper back.  Minnie gasped in surprised pain, her hold on the blonde broken and the attack sent the Beer Girl flying to the mat.  Just as Minnie was turning around to see who attacked her, her face was smacked by a backhanded smash from the Pilot.  Repeating the move, the Pilot began firing painful stinging smacks driving Minnie backward as the brunette tried to get her hands up to slow down the blonde’s attack.  As Minnie’s arms rose, the Pilot stepped forward and slammed a jarring closed fisted hook flying into Minnie’s belly, crashing into her ribs.  Gasping in pain and hunching, Minnie’s head came down and the Pilot moved her opponent’s neck under her arm and dropped down to the mat in a perfect DDT.  Minnie was stunned, her face blazing with pain, but she got no rest as the Pilot resumed her attack.  Leaping in the air, the Pilot dropped down knees first, slamming directly into Minnie’s lower spine.  Screaming and thrashing like a fish out of water, Minnie was writhing on the canvas, while the Pilot again got back up to her feet.  The Pilot’s foot flew back and like an NFL kicker, she drove her momentum forward hammering her foot into the side of Minnie’s head, the brunette crumpling down to the canvas.   

The Beer Girl was sitting on the mat, her entire body aching and slowly starting to get back up to her knees, the blonde quickly looking to see what was going on around her.  No sooner had she rose off the mat when pain suddenly exploded in her back as Dorothy charged forward with her fists slamming down between the Beer Girl’s shoulder blades, catching her unaware.  The Beer Girl stumbled forward in her high heels, the blonde just catching her footing when Dorothy’s hand’s latched onto her right pigtail, the brunette violently yanking backward.  The Beer Girl shrieked in agony, her scalp blazed in pain, but Dorothy paid little attention to the screams filling the air, instead the brunette walked the blonde over towards the ropes.  The blonde knew it was now of never is she was going to have any kind of a chance in the match, and desperately began digging her feet into the canvas.  The Beer Girl slowed the brunette’s momentum, causing Dorothy to readjust her hold on the blonde’s hair.  Fidgeting with the blonde’s hair, Dorothy’s mouth dropped in surprised pain when the Beer Girl’s elbow came flying backward and slammed into her breast.  Dorothy instantly let go of the Beer Girl’s hair, the brunette spinning from the blonde and holding her suddenly aching orb, while again the Beer Girl slumped down to the mat in pain.   

Across the ring, the Pilot wrapped Minnie’s ankle around her leg, spun around, and dropped down to the mat applying a textbook figure four hold.   Minnie suddenly became aware of a dull burning pain was rapidly growing in her left knee, and within seconds, she began shaking her head vaguely aware of the predicament she found herself in.  The Pilot began rearing back on Minnie’s ankle instantly amplifying the pressure building in the brunette’s knee.  Minnie began screaming, shaking her upper body side to side in hopes of freeing herself, yet the searing pain in her knee was building.  Minnie looked around and the referee began asking her if she gave up.  Instead of answering, Minnie fought through the pain in her aching knee and tried to think of a way out of the hold, shocked at the sudden turn of events.  The Pilot was twisting and turning putting everything she had into making Minnie submit, yet the brunette began shaking her head side to side saying she didn’t give up.  Minnie dug her palms into the mat and began trying to crawl to the ropes, falling miserably as the Pilot just kept the pressure up.  With her arms pushing against the mat for leverage, Minnie gasped suddenly as her upper body fell backward to the mat, the pain immediately intensifying as the Beer Girl now had a hold of both of the brunette’s wrists.   The Beer Girl held Minnie’s upper body in place, and the Pilot pushed upward on the brunette’s leg electing a shriek of pain, yet no surrender.  The hold was applied for a full minute now, and seemed to accompany a whole new level of pain, Minnie’s knee felt like the tendons were going to snap any second, and the Beer Girl now had her arms pulled high over her head.  Her back was flat along the mat, and Minnie shrieked in agony, the brunette know seriously considering her surrender, yet continued to fight to break the hold.  She tried to thrust her body to the side or turn over, but the Beer Girl gave her no quarter, and Minnie was stuck screaming out in pain.  Tears now streamed down her cheeks and Minnie cried out in pain, her knee close to breaking and finally Minnie cried out her submission.   

The first submission  MINNNNNNIEEEEE!

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The referee came over breaking the hold and began escorting Minnie’s limping body towards the ropes.  The Beer Girl sat on the mat, still fighting the pain filling her body, while the Pilot was pushing and taunting Minnie.  From across the ring, Dorothy left Wonder Woman lying on the mat, and dashed over to where the Beer Girl sat watching Minnie being escorted from the ring.  Charging forward, the brunette slammed a kick blasting into the back of the Beer Girl’s head sending her shooting forward, and rolling towards the ring ropes.  Grabbing her pigtails Dorothy dragged the aching blonde over to the ropes and had little problem positioning the Beer Girl’s neck along the middle rope.  The busty blonde’s body arms were suddenly slung over the middle rope, leaving the Beer Girl hanging limply from the ropes which were the only thing holding her up.  Dropping back a few feet, Dorothy then sprang forward, leaping in the air and landing ass first into the Beer Girl’s lower back.  A shriek of agony echoed out, as the blonde’s neck was crucified against the middle rope, the jarring impact sending pain jostling through her aching body.  Arms still splayed over the ropes, the Beer Girl was clueless as Dorothy dropped down upon her lower back, again driving the blonde’s neck against the rope choking the beauty in the process.  Leaning forward, Dorothy drove her weight against the blonde’s throat using the rope to choke the Beer Girl in the process while the Beer Girl’s eyes bulged and she gasped for air that wasn’t coming. 

Suddenly the fans go wild as Nurse Nadine and Patient X-55 come to the top of the ramp. 



Last week the Pilot attacked patient X-55 and Nurse Nadine with a steel chair after the sadistic duo beat the Beer Girl, and it looks like they are here for some revenge!  The duo charge down the ramp and Nurse Nadine saw the referee was only a few feet away from where she stood, his attention on issuing Minnie out of the ring.  Suddenly the ref’s eyes go wide as Nadine grabbed the aching Minnie and ripped her from the ring apron, sending the brunette falling to the ground, landing awkwardly on her damaged knee.  The brunette writhed on the ground, but Nurse Nadine paid little attention, instead yelled to Patient X-55, “Get her!  What the fuck are you waiting for!  The Pilot is the same girl who attacked us last week!  She hit us with the metal chair!”  Patient X-55 slowly nods as if she begins understanding, but yet does nothing, instead the monster remains standing in place outside the ring.  The Pilot is scarred shitless, wanting no part of the sadistic duo, but suddenly the blonde screams out as Wonder Woman snuck up behind her and has two thick handfuls of her hair.  Fighting wildly the Pilot struggles to break free, but Wonder Woman quickly strides forward dragging the bucking blonde along.  Nurse Nadine screamed out, “The Pilot…she is going to hurt us…please you have to save us!”  Patient X-55’s eyes seem to glaze over, and this time the monster finally seems to remember as her massive frame erupted into action.  Moving faster than a woman her size should, X-55 slid into the ring and immediately leveled the Pilot with a huge clothesline that nearly decapitated the weakened blonde bombshell sending her crashing chest first and sprawled out to the mat.  Bending down, the deranged mental patient yanked the stunned beauty off the mat and whips her into the ropes.  The Pilot hits the ropes, rebounds towards the Amazon and suddenly flies to the mat from a huge boot to the chest.  Patient X-55 bends down, grabs two handfuls of the Pilot’s long locks and rips the beauty up to her feet, screaming in pain.  The Pilot groans as X-55 latches onto the blonde’s body and quickly hoists the aching beauty high up into the air.  The Pilot is suspended upside down with her head near the ground, the monster walking the blonde proudly around the ring for a few seconds displaying her awesome strength, while the costume slowly slid down the blonde’s upside down body giving glimpses of a pink thong in the process.  Pulling the blonde’s legs upward slightly the Mental Patient holds her tightly suspended in place and then drops straight down.  The Pilot sped downward to the unforgiving mat, her head crashes awkwardly, and her body was driven down to the canvas from the neck jarring pile driver.  The Pilot’s body convulses on the mat for a few seconds before she lies lifelessly starring outward. 
 
Dorothy watched in awe, still sitting astride the Beer Girls’ back, choking the blonde against the middle rope, yet not even realizing it, the brunette preparing to run for the hills if the monster comes near her.  Satisfied that X-55’s attention was focused solely on the Pilot, Dorothy rose off the Beer Girl’s limp body and then reached down grabbing both pigtails and began using them like handles to rip her onto her feet.  Wonder Woman smiled as Dorothy pulled the sexy blonde up on her feet and then fired a punch square into her tight stomach, instantly sending the Beer Girl back down to the mat.  Dorothy watched the aching beauty on her knees and quickly backed up a few steps, charged forward and sent a grueling kick that hammered into the blonde’s exposed midsection sending her flipping onto her side and then sprawling onto her back laying on the mat.  The Beer Girl was in lala land, having no idea what to do, but had little opportunity for rest as Dorothy slid down, latched onto Beer Girl’s wrists and pried them upward.  In seconds, the Beer Girl was flat on her back, arms outstretched above her head held tightly in Dorothy’s grasp, and the blonde’s aching midsection was left wide open for another round of assault.  Wonder Woman went right back on the attack driving her heel square into the blonde’s stomach.  The Beer Girl groaned as Wonder Woman’s stiletto heel slammed down a second time painfully crushing her midsection.  The blonde’s lower body crumpled upward, but Dorothy held tightly onto her wrists, and suddenly stomp after stomp flew through the air.  The blonde groaned in pain, each kick slamming uncontested into her incredible body, knocking the little life she had left from her.  Wonder Woman’s foot flew up and this time shot down, stiletto tip slamming down square into Beer Girl’s left breast.  The Beer Girl wailed in pain and thrashed her aching body around wildly as the pressure in her aching orb began mounting as Wonder Woman evilly began twisting her heel around and around.  Dorothy smiled, still holding the blonde’s arms tightly in place above her head and pinned to the mat, while Wonder Woman continued to painfully grind the heel into the blonde’s suddenly pulsating breast.  The Beer Girl screamed in pure agony, her implant flattened, the heel painfully crushing it against her breastbone, the beauty’s head shook side to side in agony; her breast feeling like it was going to burst at any second. 

The Pilot was in serious trouble as her limp body was outside the ring, the referee trying to prevent X-55 from doing any more damage, but Nurse Nadine had little trouble restraining the stripped shirt man.  The Pilot was starring at the crowd when her lovely long locks were used like a handle, the Mental Patient plucking her right off the arena floor.  Standing awkwardly in her heels, the blonde’s head lolled to the side, her arms hanging limply against her torso.  The seemingly drunk blonde was moved like a puppet by her larger attacker and her head was tightly pinned right between two massive thighs.  The costume rode over her hips, giving the ravenous fans a perfect glimpse of her hot pink sling shot thong covered heart shaped ass, the Pilot weakly pawed at the muscular legs holding her tightly in place.  X-55’s smiled as she had no trouble hoisting the limp beauty upward and swung her around in the air so the Pilot was perched high upon her shoulders.  The monster leapt in the air and drove downward ripping the Pilot from her perch and speeding through the air slamming her down onto the thinly padded mat covering the concrete floor in a picture perfect powerbomb.   A dull thud echoed in the air when the Pilot’s back crashed to the ground, following by the back of her skull, which caused her head to shot up and bounce down again as the jarring impact shook her entire body.  The monster leapt up to her feet, but the Pilot didn’t move, the Mental Patient bent down and dragged the Pilot up to her feet, the blonde’s knees crumpling as she was literally held in place by X-55.  The Mental Patient latched onto the Pilot’s limp wrist, secured a grip, spun around and sent the lifelessly beauty flying forehead first right into the steel crowd divider.  A sickening crack filled the air as the blonde’s forehead met the unforgiving steel and she crumpled to the concrete, her body twitched every couple of seconds, while X-55 seemed to be lost starring out into the ravenous crowd. 

Inside the ring, the Beer Girl was sprawled on the mat, both hands cupping her burning breast, the blonde gasping as Dorothy reached down with two hands holding tightly onto her left pigtail.  Rearing backward Dorothy pulled her body up just as Wonder Woman’s closed fisted punch slammed into the Beer Girl's exposed midsection.  The stunned blonde buckled in pain gasping for but got no reprieve as Dorothy 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.  The Beer Girl's ass swayed seductively in the standing head scissors, and pain began mounting in her head, growing by the second as Dorothy squeezed her thighs for all she was worth.  The Beer Girl started begging for release, trying to punch up at Dorothy body to no avail as her position prevented her from getting anything behind any of her punches.  Wildly swinging both arms all the Beer Girl could do was slap the back of Dorothy’s rock hard thighs and ass, but the angle severely softened the blows to nothing more than a minor annoyance.  Wonder Woman 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.   Then, without warning, Dorothy dropped to her knees horribly jarring the Beer Girl's neck from the jolting impact.  The Beer Girl was stunned and pain shot through her body, the blonde laid face first on the mat sprawled out in the center of the ring.  Trying to fight the pain, the blonde got no reprieve and yelled out when Wonder Woman’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, Wonder Woman reached forward and latched onto two thick handfuls off pigtails and began pulling back.  The Beer 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.  The Beer Girl grew desperate and wildly tried to kick out, but the brunette’s kneecap was still crushing her lower back and the blonde was helplessly held in the modified surfboard.  Her face was pursed in pain as her upper body was literally ripped off the mat as Wonder Woman continued rearing back using the blonde’s locks like they were handles. 

Outside the ring, Nadine threw the referee to the side and was screaming at X-55, “Attack her!  She is going to hurt us!  Save me…please don’t let her hurt us!”  X-55 stared vacantly around for a few seconds, while Nadine continued yelling at her.  It took a few seconds for the monster’s body to respond, but she finally stalked towards the aching Pilot.  The blonde got no rest as the Mental Patient bent down, flipped the lifeless beauty onto her back and saw the Pilot’s bright red forehead.  The monster had no trouble straddling the blonde’s tiny waist, pinning each of her arms against her own body, and then went about resuming her attack.  There was no life, or fight, left in the beaten beauty and she never put up a defense as the Mental Patient’s closed fist thudded into her forehead.  A thud, followed by another filled the air as X-55 slammed closed fists into the blonde’s aching forehead; the Pilot’s eyes were still closed.  The third and the forth punch slammed home and finally her lovely eyes fluttered open as her forehead was met with another uncontested punch.  The blonde’s head was ringing as the Mental Patient wildly swung away like a woman possessed and sent punches flying, each one slamming into the Pilot’s forehead.  The little life she had left was gone, but the monster changed tactics and began smacking the blonde’s angelic face side to side.  Smacks and sobs filled the air as openhanded and backhand slaps whipped the Goddesses cheeks back and forth till she was beaten senseless.  The crowd couldn’t even count along watching in awe as X-55’s hands moved like pistons flying through the air sending spittle flying outward with each stinging smack.   Finally security came down heading the referee’s calls and it took three men to get the monster X-55 off the lifeless blonde.  Nurse Nadine was screaming at the stripped shirt man, again pushing him to the side, but the black nurse was quickly restrained by a few more security guards.   Slowly the referee crawled over to the Pilot who was laying on the ground both hands covering her stinging face. 

Wonder Woman reared back one painful time before letting go of the Beer Girl's sexy pigtails, allowing the blonde's head to drop forward to the mat.  Wonder Woman, still with a knee in the blonde’s lower back quickly reached forward and wrapped her hands around the aching beauties throat.  The Beer Girl gagged as the brunette’s vice like grip tightened around her neck cutting off any air supply, the blonde wildly kicking her legs trying to thrash free.  Dorothy figured it was time to get involved and quickly pinned the blonde’s legs together and straddled the Beer Girl's lower legs.  Dorothy had the blonde’s legs held in place, reached forward, raised her right hand and then slashed it down against the Beer Girl’s thong covered ass, her costume resting over her hips.  The Beer Girl’s eyes bulged as pain flared in her tender behind as a second painful smack hit her other ass cheek, her sling shot white thong doing nothing to soften the impact.  Up and down Dorothy brought her hands, each time she violently smacked the blonde’s ass which was beginning to grow red under the painful assault.  The blonde thrashed up and down, as her tan ass flesh began growing red under the flurry of open hand spanks, her head lolling side to side as she struggled for breath, which wasn’t coming as Wonder Woman maintained her choke hold.  After a few more seconds, Wonder Woman finally released her choke only to begin to bounce up and down on the Beer Girl's lower back causing the blonde to cry out in pain.  The Beer Girl’s lower legs were still pinned together by Dorothy and the blonde was forced to endure Wonder Woman jumping on her lower spine.  Again and again Wonder Woman lifted her ass and then brought it crashing down into the small of the blonde’s back.   The crowd began chanting each time Wonder Woman landed, the blonde screaming in pain as she could only pray for release.  When the crowd’s count reached ten Wonder Woman finally rose off the Beer Girl's body, while Dorothy stilled slapped away at the blonde’s now bright red ass cheeks.  The Beer Girl quickly reached back with her hands to try and cover her ass to stop the barrage of spanks still splattering her crimson cheeks from Dorothy’s hands.  Wonder Woman rewarded the Beer Girl's attempt at self-defense by slamming a kick flush into the back of the blonde’s head.  The Beer Girl gasped as her face slammed into the mat then she felt herself suddenly being hauled to the feet by her hair.

Across the ring, the referee finally helped the Pilot back under the ropes, and looked around trying to survey what was happening while he was busy outside.  The referee saw the Beer Girl being dragged up, and watched as Dorothy was charging over towards the Pilot.  The Pilot gasped as the brunette grabbed onto the back of her costume and began pulling upward.  The sweat soaked material started coming loose in the brunette’s hands, giving Dorothy an idea to humiliate the busty blonde in her first match.  Rolling the blonde onto her back, Dorothy quickly began unzipping the costume, the zipper meeting no resistance until suddenly the blonde’s magnificent body was clearly seen beneath the material.  In seconds Dorothy had no problems pulling the two sides apart and then flipped the lifeless gal onto her chest, the brunette began pulling the material from her body.  One pull, then two pulls had pried the damp costume from the blonde’s body, leaving the blonde stunner in a bright pink slingshot thong, and matching lacey pink bra, the bright material accentuating her deeply tanned skin.  The Pilot was vaguely aware of her predicament, her exquisite body nearly on display for the ravenous crowds which screams reached new levels.  Dorothy tossed the costume to the side, strode forward and slammed a kick home directly into the blonde’s lower back.  The Pilot bucked in pain, the blonde’s body rolling to the side in response to the power packed kick, her entire body numb.  Dorothy stepped up and soon kicks began flying forward, the brunette’s leg going back and forth as quickly as she could raise it upward and drive it back down.  The Pilot’s incredible and exposed body took kick after kick and the blonde rolled away in response.  Suddenly the Pilot’s body was under the bottom ring rope and after the next kick, the stunned blonde found herself falling off the ring apron and crashing onto the concrete arena floor.  Dorothy quickly slid under the bottom ring rope, and leapt off the canvas to keep up the attack on the dazed blonde, more than ready to take the fight outside.   

Inside the ring, Wonder Woman was dragging the Beer Girl to her feet, and almost stumbled backward tripping over something.  The brunette looked down in shock to see the Pilot’s costume lying on the mat.  Now it was Wonder Woman who began smiling, an idea similar to Dorothy’s formulating in her mind.  The Beer Girl was barely standing, and Wonder Woman’s forearm flew through the air hammering into the blonde’s temple.  Before the Beer Girl could crumple to the ground, her body was righted in place and then her stomach was hammered by a closed fisted punch.  Now bent at the waist, the blonde was struggling to draw breath, when her pigtails where violently pulled outward, face held in place, her nose on the receiving end of a brutal knee lift.  The blonde saw stars, and flew back to the mat lying in a heap, both hands cupping her aching face, kicking the canvas wildly in pain.  The Beer Girl was thrashing in place when Wonder Woman went to work removing the sexy costume from the prone blonde’s body.  The thin brown shoulder straps were hardly functional, her breasts thoroughly stretching the material, and Wonder Woman was pulling wildly.  The left strap gave in seconds, and the right strap only lasted moments longer.  Wonder Woman smiled, and began pulling the costume downward over the blonde’s sweat coasted glistening body.  In seconds the crowd was ravenous, screaming and chanting seeing the sexy beauty’s incredible Centerfold body.  The Beer Girl was flat on her back, a sexy white bra barely hiding her full meaty 34D cupped breasts, a bright white thong covering her crotch, and her sexy thigh high stockings coating her long legs ending in black heels.  The blonde yelped in pain when yet again she felt Wonder Woman latch onto her hair and began pulling the Beer Girl upward.  This time, the Beer Girl fought back, and as the blonde rose she brought her fist flying upward burying it right into the brunette’s crotch.  Wonder Woman instantly released the Beer Girl’s hair, her mouth hanging open in a perfect “O”, as the brunette’s sexy costume bottom did little to stop the horrendous pain.  The brunette dropped to the mat and everything seemed to be happening in slow motion to her, the ring seemed to be spinning.  The Beer Girl was in a world of pain, and like Wonder Woman she fell back to the mat lying holding her exposed and aching body. 

Dorothy hit the arena floor only seconds behind the Pilot and quickly helped the stunned blonde upward, yet again using her hair like a handle.  She quickly dragged the Pilot over to the edge of the ring, and slammed her forward as hard as she could, driving her already aching forehead against the edge of the ring apron.  The Pilot moaned in agony and immediately reached up to her head, only to be held upright by Dorothy’s hair hold.  Dorothy released one hand from the blonde’s messy hair and quickly raked her nails down the Pilot’s now exposed backside, starting at the base of her bra, and ending at the bright pink thong.  The blonde screamed, her back on fire and before she could defend herself, the brunette’s nails tore across the sensitive flesh in the opposite direction.  The Pilot had tears in her eyes as her entire back burned with pain, but Dorothy’s hands were tightly locked in her hair again and the brunette drove forward slamming the blonde’s head into the unforgiving apron.  Again the Pilot brought her hands up to shield her aching face, and the brunette was waiting for that, Dorothy slamming a jarring knee lift into the Pilot’s right breast.  The blonde’s mouth hung open in agony as her bra did little to soften the blow to her breast, the Pilot sobbed in pain and went down to the arena floor cupping her aching mammary.  Prying the blonde’s right hand from her breast, Dorothy yanked the blonde up and began spinning her opponent around and around, the brunette tightening her grip on her forearm.   The Pilot was about to lose her footing, her ankle twisting, when Dorothy finally released her grip and sent the stunned hottie flying forward.  The Pilot groaned in agony as her lower spine slammed into the steel crowd divider, the wind shooting from her frame leaving her standing limp against the metal divider for a few seconds before crumpling to the arena floor.  Dorothy bends forward, grabs two handfuls of the Pilot's thick hair, and starts ripping upward, the blonde’s scalp blazed in pain and a long scream fills the air as the Pilot is ripped to her feet, her hair again used as a handle.  The Pilot was bent over at waist level and found herself being dragged towards the ring, the crowd screaming at the bent over beauty whose slingshot thong held little of her fleshy ass cheeks.  Hunched over, the blonde was pawing at Dorothy’s wrists trying to free her precious locks from the brunette’s tight grip, but she held securely as yet again she again began spinning.  The Pilot was in pain and totally disoriented as she went round and round for a few seconds before Dorothy released her prey.  The Pilot's incredible body sped forward and she flew towards the steel steps leading up towards the ring, the blonde having no idea of the forth-coming pain of meeting the unforgiving steel.  A huge boom filled the air as the Pilot's lower spine slammed into the steel stairs and instantly sent her crumpling to the arena floor kicking her feet in anguish desperately praying for the pain to end.   

The Beer Girl was desperate to get out of the line of fire and the busty blonde slid under the bottom ring rope, her body landing in a heap on the arena floor.  The crowd on this side of the ring was screaming watching the near naked Goddess struggle to pull herself up using the apron.  It took a few seconds and a lot of effort, but using the ring apron, the Beer Girl staggered to her feet outside the ring looking around quickly.  Wonder Woman was still inside the ring, feverishly massaging her aching pussy, and the Beer Girl looked on in horror as the Pilot was getting destroyed.  The blonde knew if the Pilot was eliminated, so were he chances, so she slowly began making her way around the ring, half hobbling on shaking legs.  It took much longer than it should have but finally the Beer Girl turned the corner watching Dorothy bending down latching onto the Pilot’s hair.  Dorothy began pulling the busty blonde upward, and putting everything she had into gimping over, the Beer Girl hobbled forward, leapt into the air and mounted the brunette’s back.  The audience went wild, the Pilot falling to the side, as the Beer Girl’s stocking covered legs snaked around the brunette’s midsection.  Wildly, the Beer Girl’s arms fought for purchase and in a few seconds her arms clamped around the brunette’s neck.  Dorothy’s eyes bulged as the weight of the Beer Girl’s body was bearing down upon her, the blonde doing her best to choke her in the process.  Stumbling forward, Dorothy’s knees buckled, and the brunette went down to the arena floor, the blonde still choking the brunette in the process.  The Pilot lay a few feet away, watching helplessly as the Beer Girl’s legs locked tightly around Dorothy’s midsection, the blonde still choking the brunette with her forearm.  The Pilot was put through far too much, and could do little to help, but the aching Beer Girl held on for dear life, her forearm tightly pried against Dorothy’s neck, the brunette’s eyes bulging totally unable to draw air.  Shock, fear, and panic filled Dorothy, her arms flailing but yet no matter what she did she couldn’t draw a breath.  The referee looked at Wonder Woman, still lying on the canvas, and quickly slid outside to check for a submission.  Fighting frantically Dorothy couldn’t even scream out as the Beer Girl’s choke cut off all air flow.  Eyes wide with fear, the brunette tried to move her legs, but the taller and stronger Beer Girl had the hold tightly in place not allowing Dorothy to move an inch.  The referee checked for submission and just like that the bell was rung!

The second submission….DOROTHY!

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The Beer Girl rolled off the lifeless brunette who lay in a heap gasping to draw breath, the blonde’s body still wracked with pain.  The referee was busy checking on Dorothy and trying to help her stand when the Beer Girl began rising up on wobbly knees.  The crowd suddenly grew loud, but the blonde paid no attention, until a PANG filled the air and the Beer Girl dropped to the arena floor in a heap.  Wonder Woman was standing behind the blonde, the brunette brandishing a steel chair, which she used to hammer into the back of the unsuspecting blonde’s head.  Wonder Woman only had seconds to act, and charged forward already cocking the chair back and then slamming it into the back of the referee’s head just as the stripped shit man was turning around, only a split second before he could see who it was attacking him.  The referee crumpled to the floor and the now smiling brunette ran back to the lifeless blonde.  In moments Wonder Woman was standing over the blonde Beer Girl who never stirred as the brunette quickly pried both of her limp arms behind her back.  Wonder Woman began undoing her golden lasso from her belt, and then the brunette began wrapping the lasso around and around the blonde’s wrists.  In seconds the Beer Girl’s arms were tied behind her back, for the second time in as many matches, the lingerie clad Goddess not even stirring as her bound hands rested on her thong covered ass.  Figuring to come back to the Beer Girl at her leisure, Wonder Woman knotted the lasso and then starred over to the Pilot who still sat near the steel steps, holding her aching body with a look of pure fear painted on her stunning face.     

The Pilot began putting her hands up to somehow defend herself, but Wonder Woman had little problem pushing the blonde’s arms wide before helping herself to two handfuls of hair.  The blonde was yanked off the cold concrete and yelled in pain as she was hair hauled along with Wonder Woman who began stuffing her under the ring ropes.  Offering no resistance, the Pilot was slid into the ring in seconds, and Wonder Woman latched onto the bottom rope and propelled herself upon the apron.  Sliding in between the ropes, the brunette seemed to be in little hurry watching the busty blonde left in her sexy pink thong and bra, the crowd screaming and chanting, “We want Puppies!” again and again.  Having been stripped in more than a few of her matches, Wonder Woman decided to humiliate the busty beauty in her first match, and give the fans what they wanted.  The Pilot was in the center of the ring, the blonde’s entire body numb from the beating she endured, and Wonder Woman causally bent over the aching blonde grabbing onto the lacey pink bra strap from behind.  Wonder Woman was all smiles as she ripped backward and slowly began peeling the Pilot off the canvas using the bra like a suitcase handle.  The Pilot shrieked, suddenly realizing her predicament, only it was to late as she was being pulled upward off the mat, the underwire of the bra began tearing into the base of her breasts.  The material continued pulling upward, while gravity and exhaustion pushed her aching body slinking downward toward the canvas.  Ever so slowly the blonde’s breasts were pushed up in the cups of the bra, like two full grapefruits hanging on her chest, threatening to burst free from the confines of the material any second.  The chant echoed louder and louder, “We want puppies…We want puppies…We want puppies!” but the Pilot paid little attention to what was being said.  Instead the Pilot’s upper half was being pulled higher and higher off the canvas, the underwire of the bra pushing her breasts up higher and higher inside the cups, her right nipple already now outside the confines of the safety of the bra.  The pink material continued sliding upward, and it was only a matter of time before the Pilot’s miraculous melons burst out form the safety of her bra.  The crowd was deafening, screaming and begging for Wonder Woman to display the blonde’s naked bosom, the Pilot lying face down on the mat, both hands holding her exposed orbs, shocked at what she was being put through.  Wonder Woman stepped forward and unclasped the bra letting the material slide down the Pilot and quickly locked both hands in her opponent’s long hair and dragged her upward.

Cold.  No sweaty.  No maybe it was somewhat of a chill.  The Beer Girls’ eyes fluttered open slowly; the back of her head throbbing and a dull buzz filled her ears.  Bright light, but she wondered where she was and why she was cold and aching.  Her head, she had to massage the back of her head, but her arms weren’t working.  Slowly panic began building as she realized she was flat on her chest, with her arms behind her, lying on a cold concrete floor.  Pure fear filled her as she realized her arms weren’t working when she tired to move them, and then suddenly she realized they were bound behind her.  She screamed out and slowly rolled over, catching a glimpse of screaming fans and slowly it all came back to her.  Bucking and trashing was proving useless, and the blonde realized she had been stripped down to her thong, bra, and thigh hi stockings.  More pieces of the puzzle filled themselves in, she vaguely remembered making Dorothy submit, but then her world went black, and now she lay on the arena floor next to a striped shirt man.  The referee, that’s right he was standing in front of her when she blacked out.  The Beer Girl suddenly became aware of the fans in the first few rows screaming at her, ravenous cat calls, and others screaming for her to strip.  The growing dread came back as she again tried to move her arms, yet they were bound to tightly for her to wiggle one free.  Suddenly out of the corner of her eye, she happen to look up in the ring and saw her friend the Pilot being pulled up by her long sweat soaked hair, her exposed breasts flopping around her chest as Wonder Woman looked to be in a rage. 

The crowd went crazy, the blonde bombshell was standing topless in the ring, left in the sling shot T-back pink thong, and stilettos, her naked melons flopping around wildly on her hunched over body while her hands futilely tried shielding them from the leering eyes.  Wonder Woman started dragging the Pilot over to the corner of the ring, and was able to throw the blonde flying backward into the turnbuckle.  The Pilot’s back hit hard and the wind was knocked out of her in one quick move, her exposed chest bouncing uncontrollably.  The Pilot’s big fake tits were a site to see, with hardly any tan lines on her meaty mounds, two dark brown silver dollar sized areolas were smack dab in the middle of each orb.  Wonder Woman wasted no time following up as she lowered a shoulder and slammed forward into the Pilot’s tight stomach.  The Pilot moaned as her back was blasted into the turnbuckle, but Wonder Woman never slowed, the brunette dropped back a step and brought a stinging forearm smack flying across the Pilot's exposed chest, drawing roars from the crowd as the blonde whimpered in response.  The Pilot gasped as Wonder Woman had the audacity to smack her prized breasts!  The blonde was still in shock as Wonder Woman’s backhand lashed across her hanging orbs once again.  Breasts stinging and bouncing, the Pilot’s arms came up to shield her chest, but Wonder Woman stepped back lowering her shoulder and drove it straight into the Pilot’s stomach.  The Pilot’s was breathless and stumbled from the corner for a few seconds and then crashed face first down to the canvas.  “Show us her tits! Show us her tits! Show us her tits!” Filled the air as the rowdy crowd chanted wildly.  Wonder Woman looked out to her screaming fans and decided to display this brazen slut for all to see, the brunette grabbed the blonde’s forearm and dragged her upward.  Wonder Woman quickly slid her arms underneath both of the blonde’s limp arms and pulled her hands upward locking the Pilot in a perfect Full Nelson.  The blonde’s exquisite body was left fully on display, her large brown nipples now standing at attention; both nickel-sized tips rock hard.  The Pilot screamed her submission, the humiliation far too much for her, but the referee was nowhere to be seen.  Panic filled the Pilot, and she began begging and pleading for release from the embarrassing hold as Wonder Woman roughly forced her a step forward ready to parade her proud puppies slowly around the ring for all to see.  The crowd screamed as Wonder Woman pushed forward driving the blonde towards the ring ropes.  The Pilot’s perfect body glistened, sweat beaded on her tan flesh as Wonder Woman slowly went around the ring making sure each side got a good long view of the exposed beauty.   

After going around and around showing off her trophy, the blonde was finally released from the Full Nelson.  The Pilot instantly dropped to the mat, laying chest down, with both of her hands cupping one of her exposed orbs.   Wonder Woman positioned herself over the blonde, bent down and latched onto the Pilot’s forearms, the brunette began prying backward.  The Pilot screamed, still trying to shield her exposed mammaries, but the busty blonde had little fight left in her destroyed body, and her hands slowly slipped from her breasts.  The Pilot gasped as her arms were painfully pulled backward, Wonder Woman’s grip tightening on her wrists.  The blonde’s arms wouldn’t respond when she tried prying them free, and the Pilot yelled out as the pain intensified in her shoulders when Wonder Woman’s heeled boot drove down into her upper back.  The Pilot screamed out, her long hair whipping back and forth spraying wildly about, the pain now racing through both of her shoulders as she found herself trapped in a surfboard.  Wonder Woman stepped back a foot, pulling backward on the blonde’s wrists, and ever so slowly the Pilot’s exposed breasts came up off the mat as her upper body was pried backward in the torturous hold.  The crowd again roared in appreciation seeing the flopping melons, while the Pilot mindlessly screamed, her arms were being pulled backward unnaturally and both of her shoulders were on fire.  Wonder Woman pulled back, smiling evilly and listening to the Pilot screaming, the brunette continued adding to the growing pain driving her foot forward pushing the Pilot down to the mat.  The poor blonde shook her head side to side, now screaming her submission as her shoulder’s felt like they were going to dislocate any second, but to her chagrin the referee was no where to be found.  The brunette loved listening to the screams, and began stomping her foot down into the Pilot’s upper back, her spiky stiletto tearing into tender flesh, while she continued pulling the Pilot’s wrists backward.  The Pilot’s upper body would shoot forward with each kick and the now sobbing blonde’s shoulders felt like they were going to pop from their sockets.   

Outside the ring, the Beer Girl was screaming at the referee to wake up, but her voice was seemingly lost in the roars of the crowd.  Her arms were useless, hands tied together she could do little, panic and fear spreading through her as she listened to the cries of anguish coming from inside the ring.  The busty blonde knew the Pilot was on the receiving end of some type of punishment, but she could due little to even help herself at this point.  Wiggling back and forth did little if anything and the Beer Girl was running out of options, trying to block out the screams of submission now coming from the ring.  Her legs kicked wildly and finally her left foot hit her intended target, but the stripped shirt man didn’t stir.  Crawling forward, as best she could using only her legs, the blonde sent another kick into the man trying desperately to get him to wake from his slumber.  The third kick seemed to be the charm, and slowly the dazed referee’s eyes finally fluttered opened. 

Wonder Woman had released the surfboard, but the Pilot was far from free of attack as the brunette already was planning her next move, watching the blonde laying chest first in a heap below her.  Wonder Woman loomed above the aching blonde for a few seconds before she leapt in the air and came down, flying elbow first, square into the Pilot's lower back.   The Pilot trashed on the arena floor as her spine exploded in pain, the brunette rolling off the mat and standing above her opponent.  The Pilot slowly tried to bring her arms back to her aching spine, but her shoulders were barely responding, pain knotted in each.  Standing to the side, Wonder Woman’s heel flew up and then drove down, stiletto tip first slamming into the blonde’s lower back, electing a shriek of pain.  Slowly the Pilot’s hands came backward and the blonde was holding her aching spine when Wonder Woman slammed her leg out connecting with the side of her head.  The Pilot's face flew forward and smashed into the floor, tears dribbling from her eyes, as her body was beyond broken.  The blonde's hands slowly went up to the side of her aching face, but Wonder Woman kept up the attack, the brunette latched onto the Pilot’s right ankle pulling her leg upward off the mat.  Wonder Woman stood over the dazed beauty, reaching forward the brunette grabbed the Pilot's other ankle with her free hand.   Wonder Woman pulled upward and tightened her grip on the blonde's ankles, pinning them under her arms securely, and then dropped downward while pulling backward on the Pilot’s legs, slapping on a perfect Boston Crab.  The stunning gal wildly pounded the canvas, pain exploding in her already sore back, the blonde shrieking her surrender.  The brunette paid little attention, instead she pulled back tightly against the blonde’s incredible legs and a pain filled shriek echoed through the air as the Pilot’s lower body was yanked off the ground.  Wonder Woman began dropping her body down and was almost seated atop of the Pilot’s ass, the pain becoming intense as the trapped blonde pounded her hands against the mat.  The Pilot shook her upper body wildly, exposed breasts jiggling, as her legs were being pulled off the arena floor, her shrieks filling the air.  Wonder Woman continued pulling and tugging and the blonde was helplessly screaming for help, tears leaving black makeup trails in their passing, as the Pilot’s back felt like it would snap any second.  The Pilot was desperate and futilely tried crawling out of the hold, her arms falling from under her having no gas left in the tank, and Wonder Woman ripped backward on the Pilot’s legs again eliciting another shriek of surrender.   The Pilot’s weakly attempted kicking her legs free, but Wonder Woman held tightly and kept the pressure up as things looked bleak for the trapped beauty, whose long sweaty hair coated her tear stained face. 

The referee slowly came to, his eyes opening, and then opening wide in excitement... what a site to see.  Only a few feet away, long glistening legs covered in white thigh highs, pink bows ending on meaty thighs.  Inches upward a bright white thong barely covered anything contrasting nicely against a California Golden tan.  A washboard stomach, and then thrust seductively upward were the most incredible tits barely held inside of a white lace bra.  Tan skin glistening in the lights, outlined with sweat, the face of an angel…he thought he must have been dreaming.  Slowly he heard the girl next to him screaming for help, the roar of the fans and it all came rushing back to him.  Someone had attacked him, must have used something, must have blind-sided him, and he must have fallen unconsciousness.  The bound blonde Goddess only a few feet away was the Beer Girl, and he quickly scrambled over to her.  It took him a moment, but he quickly went to work on untying the golden lasso from around the blonde’s wrists, the whole time starring at her thong covered ass.  The tiny dental floss G-string was almost wedged inside of her crotch, the material looking so inviting…he had to focus.  The striped shirt man felt himself getting a boner touching the sweaty skin, starring at the Beer Girl’s incredible fake breasts which were thrust together due to her arms being tied behind her back…oh the thing he could do to her, if only.  Finally the lasso had come off her hands and the Beer Girl rolled over onto the arena floor massaging her aching body, and groaning, almost sexily the referee thought.  Eyes glued on her glistening body, the referee watched her intently, until he finally heard the screams of submissions coming from the ring, which only moments ago were lost in the roaring crowd.  One more glimpse at the Beer Girl, holding her aching body and the man finally slid in the ring trying to assess the situation.  The Pilot was now topless, her body bent horrifically in an inverted “U” shape in the center of the ring.  The sobbing blonde was shrieking her submission through quivering lips, and the striped shirt man ran over and pulled Wonder Woman off the wounded Goddess. 

The third submission….THE PILOT!

Now on her knees, the Beer Girl was watching from outside the ring, her entire body aching, and she seriously thought about quitting.  Her blood boiled watching Wonder Woman inside the ring, the smug brunette laughing as the referee helped the topless Pilot off the mat, her blonde friend obviously in bad shape.  The Pilot was just rising off the mat, her arm draped over her exposed breasts, when Wonder Woman charged forward and slammed a flying fist into the back of the blonde’s head.  The Pilot’s leg gave out and she stumbled to the mat, the side of her head aching and a dull echo hammered in her ears.  Wonder Woman was on her in a flash, the brunette slamming kicks and stomps hammering into the sobbing beauties body, and each and every kick all landed home uncontested as the blonde didn’t even try to defend herself from the onslaught.  Pulling herself up on the ring apron, the Beer Girl slid under the bottom rope and quietly stalked over toward Wonder Woman, making sure she came up unnoticed.  The Beer Girl needed to time this perfectly, her knees almost giving out on her as she stalked across the ring.  The blonde waited for Wonder Woman’s foot to come up, and then she slid down to the mat, her forearm flying up and burying itself between her thighs.  Wonder Woman instantly stopped her attack, her mouth dropping open in silent scream as she was totally blindsided by the horrific attack.  The referee spun around seeing the Beer Girl’s forearm buried between the brunette’s thighs, and then watched as Wonder Woman slowly crumpled to the canvas.  The Beer Girl shocked everyone in attendance, what a warrior fighting through the pain that filled her incredible body.  Slowly the blonde grabbed a hold of the brunette’s boots and dragged Wonder Woman up and over to the center of the ring.  The Beer Girl’s body almost gave out on her, but she caught her balance, and slumped down to her knees, the blonde scrambling forward and then crawling atop of Wonder Woman’s backside.   The Beer Girl pushed off the ground and finally was able to sit down on Wonder Woman’s lower back after a second attempt to rise.  The Beer Girl’s movements appeared to be going in slow motion as she began to peel Wonder Woman’s arms back from her aching crotch.  The blonde put everything she had into this, knowing if she didn’t apply this hold Wonder Woman would have little trouble finishing her off.  Pulling back on Wonder Woman’s wrists with every ounce of strength she had left, the blonde slid the brunette’s arms back and pined them over her legs as she put Wonder Woman in a camel clutch.   

Wonder Woman was furious!  What the fuck happened to her, wondering how the Beer Girl got free from her bondage.  But she had much bigger problems on her plate at the moment as pain slowly worked its way through her spine.  Her crotch was aching, and her head whipped side to side, her arms not responding when she tried to move them, the Beer Girl holding down on her biceps pinning them upon her knee.  Wonder Woman kicked her feet and thrashed her body weekly, but the Beer Girl had the hold applied perfectly, apparently the month of her wrestling training had paid off finally.  The referee had the Pilot out of the ring, and quickly slid back inside through the ropes and began asking Wonder Woman if she submit. The brunette didn’t even respond, instead focused on wiggling free somehow, but the Beer Girl now had her fingers laced together under Wonder Woman’s chin.  The blonde began pulling upward on the brunette’s neck, Wonder Woman shrieked in pain as this amplified the pressure tearing through her back.    The Beer Girl put what little she had left in the hold and kept pulling back on Wonder Woman’s chin, knowing full well if the brunette broke free from this hold, she was going to have a hard time finding another opportunity to win the match.  The hold dragged on and on, Wonder Woman fighting through the dull pain in her crotch, and the pressure building in her back.  The ref checked for a submission again, but Wonder Woman kept shaking her head side-to-side trying to fight, grasping at anything.  The Beer Girl dug her heels into the mat, rearing back and a shriek filled the air as the brunette’s body was arching back unnaturally.  Her arms strained, her tiny biceps bulging, the Beer Girl ripped backward upon Wonder Woman’s neck until finally Wonder Woman screamed her submission.   

The fourth submission…WONDER WOMAN!  The winner of the main event….THE BEER GIRL!

She did it!  The blonde couldn’t believe it, some how she won and had overcome obstacle after obstacle and managed to pull it out in the end.  Slowly rising off the aching brunette, the Beer Girl’s arm was raised by the stripped shirt man, awarding her the match.  The blonde could barely stand, and she listened to the roaring crowd while tightly latching onto the top rope for support.  The ref was still holding her hand, his other arm casually sliding around her tight waist, and the blonde began wondering what he was doing!  Realizing she was left in little but her lingerie she quickly scanned the outside of the ring for her costume, when suddenly her hair was violently grabbed from behind.  The enraged Wonder Woman, now back on her feet and snarling, wildly ripped backward on the Beer Girl’s pigtails, throwing the stunned beauty through the air, landing ass first in the center of the ring.  The Beer Girl had little left in the tank, and never got a chance to get her bearing as Wonder Woman already was on her grabbing onto her left ankle.  Reaching down with her other arm, the brunette grabbed the blonde’s other stocking covered leg, and hissed, “You like attacking crotches you dirty cxnt!”  The Beer Girl’s eyes grew wide in fear, and the blonde tried to pry her suddenly spread apart legs free to no avail.  Wonder Woman kept pushing apart the blonde’s incredible thighs, the Beer Girl pleading and begging knowing what was forth coming.  Wonder Woman snarled and once she had the blonde’s legs spread as wide as they would go, the brunette’s right foot rose off the mat and then drove down, stiletto heel first, slamming into the Beer Girl’s wide open pussy.  The blonde’s pretty little white thong did nothing to soften the impact, and the heel tip hammered into her tender crotch, the evil brunette suddenly began pressing down all her weight upon the Beer Girl’s pussy.  Shrieking the Beer Girl begged for release from the grueling torment, the sharp tipped spiky heel raking her tender crotch, and she helplessly thrashed in place, kicking wildly trying to free her legs.  Wonder Woman held tightly onto the blonde’s ankles, her foot coming up and then driving back down heel tip again slamming into the Beer Girl’s pussy.  Tears streamed from the poor beauties face, the blonde gasping and praying for an end to the torment, when finally the referee got back involved and began prying Wonder Woman off the beaten blonde. 

Wonder Woman was furious, and immediately attacked the ref, never giving the older man a chance to defend himself.  In seconds punches and kicks all hammered into the ref’s body driving him back against the ropes.  It wasn’t long before Wonder Woman threw the stunned man from the ring, sending him flying from the apron and crashing on to the arena floor.  Turning her attention back to the center of the ring, the Beer Girl lay in a heap, holding her aching crotch, with tears streaming down her flushed cheeks.  Wonder Woman bent down in rage, latching onto the Beer Girl’s right pigtail and violently dragged the blonde off the canvas ripping her off the mat.  Wonder Woman still had two handfuls of pigtail and charged forward pulling the Beer Girl painfully along stopping near the corner and driving the blonde chest-first into the turnbuckle.  The Beer Girl gasped when her breasts slammed into the padding and she barely offered any resistance when Wonder Woman spun her around.  The brunette quickly sent a closed fisted punch hammering into the beauties stomach, jostling her back into the corner, and driving the remaining life from her.  Wonder Woman’s other fist was already cocked back and then ripped forward, this closed fisted hook hammering the gorgeous girl’s face, her cheek taking the impact and her head whipped to the side.  The blonde’s legs began going limp, her eyes rolling around her head, but Wonder Woman propped her back in the corner and began puling the Beer Girl's limp left arm up and dropped it over the top rope.  The brunette repeated the move and dragged the blonde’s right arm over the other rope, and now the Beer Girl’s incredible sweat soaked body was suspended in the corner.  Wonder Woman didn’t seem quiet done yet as she quickly grabbed the blonde’s left foot and began hoisting it upward, propping it over the middle rope.  The blonde’s head lulled side to side and she tired bringing her arms back over the top rope, but Wonder Woman slammed another punch hammering into the side of the blonde’s head.  The Beer Girl’s body seemed to go limp, and Wonder Woman quickly grabbed the blonde’s right leg, repeating the move pinning the Beer Girl’s right leg over the middle rope.   Both arms were dangling limply over the top rope, and just like that the Beer Girl’s body was suspended in the corner, the blonde completely and totally helplessly held in place with both legs stretched over the ropes, her entire midsection and crotch were completely exposed. 

Wonder Woman walked forward, her hands clamping down directly onto the Beer Girl’s biceps, tightly pinning them in place over the ropes, “You fuckin dirty skank!  You won because of your low blow…let me show you what it feels like bitch!” she hissed and then drove her kneecap slamming upward crushing it against the Beer Girl’s wide open thong covered crotch.  The Beer Girl’s head snapped back and she tired to scream out but her voice failed her, black makeup trails streaming down her cheeks, as her lower half seemed to be numb from the pain, her eyes rolling back in her head.  “That’s what it feels like you cxnt!” Wonder Woman screamed, and lifted her kneecap driving upward exploding into the Beer Girl’s defenseless and exposed crotch a second time.  The Beer Girl’s head whipped side to side as her upper body stretched back over the turnbuckle, her breasts almost popping free of her bra.  Suddenly, the sick sound thudded out again as Wonder Woman launched her knee upward a third time hammering the Goddess’s crotch.  The blonde’s head lolled side to side in absolute agony, her lips quivered, but she couldn’t draw voice, Wonder Woman still held tightly down on her arms pinning them over the rope and a fourth grueling knee was slammed into the Beer Girl’s pounded pussy.  The fans began chanting as Wonder Woman’s knee continued to drive upward, the brunette completely destroying the poor Beer Girl’s womanhood.  After an agonizing ten straight knees to the crotch the blonde was totally broken, and almost unconsciousness from the pain, the referee slid back in the ring and yanked the brunette away.  Security finally came down and with the referee’s help restrained the still enraged Wonder Woman, while the aching Pilot climbed back into the ring.  The Pilot helped free the Beer Girl from the corner of the ring, but the beaten blonde couldn’t even stand, her crotch numb from the abuse, and she crumpled to the mat sobbing in pain.  Minutes later, the blondes stood in the ring and were quiet the site to see, the Pilot still only in her pink thong, her breasts glistening in the arena lights.  The Beer Girl finally was able to walk, make that limp and stumble, leaning all of her weight against the pilot’s shoulder, left in her heeled shoes, thigh highs, thong, and bra.  Wonder Woman was restrained on the ramp by security but she was still yelling and challenging the Beer Girl.  Even though she won the match, it felt like she lost the war, but the Beer Girl stood holding the ropes and began yelling back at the brunette wanting to get her revenge for her after the bell antics.  The fans were going crazy screaming for the rematch to happen right now, but the blondes waited for security to lead Wonder Woman to the back before they cleared the ring.   
 
(As always please provide feedback, if you liked it, thought it sucked, what i could have done differently or what you would like to see next!)

Witness - Karsa Orlong

[kcsilkwood]

Holy cow, that was great! 

[playdo]

Excellent story as always.  Loved almost everything about it however it would have been cool to see the mental patient dish out more punishment.

Maybe the Beer girl and the Pilot could have a handicap match against the mental patient where there get destroyed!

[overkill18360]

Great story. Loved it.

[York]

..woww....incredible story...!! 

(I was supporting the Pilot..and she was very good...!!)

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[KarsaOrlong]

Thank you for the feedback!

Playdo, I have received a few requests via messages asking for the Pilot and Beer Girl to be squashed, destroyed, etc.  I don't know where this is headed, or how bad I want to squash them. 

I may do a tag match with the Pilot and Beer Girl going against Wonder Woman and Dorothy, and then have a consequence for losing where the losing team would have to face a much harder tag team in a steel cage match (that would then be the squash match)...but I am totally undecided once again.

But thank you for the feedback, and please keep the ideas for future scenarios / matches coming.

Witness - Karsa Orlong

[ballz_billy]

Very nicely done!   From start to finish the story was fast paced and captivating. 

I Personally would like to see a one sided beatdown with the beer girl and the Pilot against a rough and tuff team

[KarsaOrlong]

Very nicely done!   From start to finish the story was fast paced and captivating. 

I Personally would like to see a one sided beatdown with the beer girl and the Pilot against a rough and tuff team

I decided up next will be a tag match with the Beer Girl and Pilot against Dorothy and Wonder Woman, and from the messages I am getting alot of people want to see them squashed so I may do a tag match against much bigger opponents to follow that one up.

Witness - Karsa Orlong