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Here is the tag match based on the poll that I posted recently.  Not sure what I am going to do next, I may even start a new series, but have a few ideas kicking around using these characters.  Any input or ideas would be great!




 

The Beer Girl and the Pilot stood in the ring, both sexy blondes waving out to the roaring fans, and paying little attention to the two brunettes walking around the outside of the ring.  The blondes begin talking to one another, their attention diverted and neither sees the impending surprise attack as both brunettes slide under the bottom rope.  Wonder Woman makes her way towards the Beer Girl ready to at it with her new rival, while Dorothy dashes towards the Pilot.  The blondes realize their predicament a second to late and both beauties shriek when their scalps explode in pain, the brunettes violently pulling them towards the ropes by the hair.  Wonder Woman had her hands tightly locked around the Beer Girl’s sexy pigtails, and Dorothy’s were wrapped tightly snaking through Pilot’s thick locks.  The brunette’s began pulling and tugging, dragging the hunched over blondes towards the ropes, and soon the duo began trying to fling the blondes from the ring.  The Pilot and the Beer Girl were doing their best to pry their hair loose from the painful hair pulling, but were both tugged along while the ref was screaming at the brunettes.  Dorothy and Wonder Woman paid the striped shirt man little attention, and continued ripping the shrieking beauties wildly about by their long locks, dragging them around the ring closer to the ropes.  The Pilot’s eyes were screwed shut, her scalp burning from the searing pain but Dorothy gave her no quarter taking the fight to the busty beauty.   Wonder Woman began losing her grip on the Beer Girl’s pigtails and give a final vicious tug before yanking the blonde forward and sending her crashing down to the canvas, landing chest first and holding her burning scalp, her sexy costume riding upward on her thighs.  Wonder Woman continues the attack, and a jarring kick to the stomach rolls the Beer Girl under the bottom rope and sends her falling from the ring landing onto the arena floor below.  The crowd was screaming as they watched the brunette duo taking it to their blonde opponents as the referee calls for the bell and tries to get the match under his control. 
 
Dorothy was still pulling and tugging on the Pilot’s long hair, the blonde screaming in pain but found herself being dragged along by the brunette’s tight two-handed grip.  The Pilot’s nails finally get a hold of the brunette’s wrists and her freshly manicured talons clamp tightly down, causing Dorothy to release her grip.  The Pilot gets no recovery time, and the blonde suddenly groans when Dorothy’s forearm comes flying forward, smashing into the side of her lowered head, and almost knocking her down to the canvas.  The blonde was able to stay on her feet, stumbling forward right into Dorothy’s outstretched hands, which were again reaching for her long locks.  The brunette’s hands tightened around the Pilot’s long hair, securing a grip, the brunette began pulling her forward.  The Pilot stumbled forward, just as Dorothy’s knee came barreling upward slamming smack into the blonde’s tight midsection, knocking the wind out of the hunched over hottie.  The Pilot couldn’t mount an offense, Dorothy staying in control and grabs onto the blonde’s forearm sending her opponent shooting into the ropes.  The Pilot hits the ropes and then rebounds right back off them, flying full speed towards the center of the ring.  Dorothy never slowed, charging forward with her arm fully outstretched, ready to rip the blonde’s head off.  The brunette leapt in the air, sending a flying clothesline hammering into the Pilot’s upper chest stopping the beauty in her tracks.  The Pilot groaned and was sent straight down to the mat, stunned from the jarring move that took the wind from her, leaving her sprawled on her back lying in the center of the ring.  Dorothy scrambles back up to a standing position, dashes to the ropes, and comes rebounding forward, the brunette using her momentum to drop her elbow flush into the Pilot’s exposed stomach.  The Pilot’s heeled feet fly into the air as Dorothy’s elbow crushed her tender stomach, the blonde struggling for breath on the canvas. 
 
Outside the ring, Wonder Woman seems to have her hands full trying to deal with the busty blonde Beer Girl, who clearly wants revenge on the brunette from last match.  The second Wonder Woman slid from the ring and landed on the arena floor, the Beer Girl was already on her feet and the blonde went on the offensive.  Wonder Woman originally had the upper hand but the Beer Girl was able to block a wild swing, and return with a stinging right cross smashing into Wonder Woman’s tight stomach, stunning the brunette beauty in her tracks.  The surprised brunette slowed from the powerful punch and that split second cost her as the Beer Girl stepped back and slammed a kick flying right into the brunette’s aching belly.  Wonder Woman was suddenly bent in half as the wind shot from her muscular frame, and the Beer Girl stepped up and drove her forearm smashing into the side of the brunette’s head.  Wonder Woman’s upper body flew to the side and the brunette stumbled over her heels and went crashing down to the cool arena floor.   The Beer Girl wasted no time, reaching down and grabbing Wonder Woman’s forearm, the blonde began pulling her right back up to her feet.  The Beer Girl rears back, slamming a hard right forearm flying squarely into the brunette’s temple that sends the brunette reeling backward, clearly dazed from the surprisingly powerful blow.  The Beer Girl springs forward and drives another hard forearm shot flying this time smashing into the side of Wonder Woman’s face.  The brunette groaned as her cheek took the jarring impact and was sent stumbling backward towards the crowd.  The Beer Girl reaches out grabbing Wonder Woman’s wrist and before the brunette can pull away the blonde begins spinning around and around.  Wonder Woman was dazed and spun awkwardly around in a circle for a few seconds and then went flying forward when the Beer Girl released her wrist sending the stunned gal shot towards the steel crowd divider.  Wonder Woman was able to spin around at the last second before she went in face first and a SMACK fills the air as the blonde’s lower spine met the unforgiving steel.  Wonder Woman’s head flew back in agony, and the brunette almost fell backward over the rail but managed to stay on the right side of the divider as she slumped downward with her arms sprawled lifelessly to the side. 
 
Inside the ring, Dorothy was clearly in control as the brunette was slamming down kicks that were thudding into the Pilot’s back and midsection.  The Pilot tried to shield her aching body, but Dorothy seemingly knew exactly where the blonde’s defense was going and the brunette would send a snap kick in the opposite location.  Desperately, the Pilot pushed off the canvas and rolled over to try to defend herself but Dorothy just changed targets and drove her heel downward driving the spiky stiletto tip right into the Pilot’s tight stomach.  The Pilot cried out as Dorothy evilly dug the spiky heel into the brunette’s tender stomach flesh, twisting it as she pushed off and dashed into the ropes.  The brunette sped back to the center of the ring and leapt into the air this time frog splashing the blonde flat into the canvas.  The Pilot groaned when Dorothy’s frame crushed hers into the mat taking the wind from her by the surprisingly powerful move.  Dorothy didn’t let up, and again the brunette began running into the ropes, this time rebounding into the air and delivering a perfect elbow hammering down into the Pilot’s heaving breasts.  The Pilot wailed as her breasts were crushed against her chest bone, stunned at the brunette’s surprising offensive prowess.  Dorothy quickly rises to her feet and begins stomping her heel tip square into the blonde’s aching body.  Another round of stomps and kicks are flying wildly as Dorothy is really laying into the Pilot who is desperately trying to defend herself. 
 
Outside the ring, the Beer Girl never slowed as she walked up and slams her foot forward right into Wonder Woman’s washboard stomach.  The brunette groaned and before she could defend herself, the Beer Girl’s foot drove forward a second time slamming into her exposed rib cage.  The brunette lost her breath and begins going downward, crumpling to the cold arena floor as her arms fly over the sides of the divider and hold her aching midsection.  The Beer Girl stands over Wonder Woman and begins to deliver a series of nasty stinging slaps across the brunette’s face, hammering her cheeks painfully.  Smacks fill the air and in seconds Wonder Woman’s cheeks are both bright red, stinging backhands and forehands knock her head from side to side.  Wonder Woman’s head rotates back and forth like it was on a swivel, while the Beer Girl keeps wailing away smacking the brunette’s rapidly reddening cheeks wildly.  The Beer Girl was in mid smack when suddenly the blonde finds herself shooting forward and racing towards the steel crowd divider.  Dorothy had slid out of the ring and came rushing over, slamming her fists into the Beer Girl’s upper back knocking her off Wonder Woman in the process.  The Beer Girl was just able to get her arm up in time as she met the hard metal divider and sat stunned having no clue what the hell happened to her.  Dorothy hurriedly helps Wonder Woman back up to her feet, and it takes the aching brunette a couple of seconds to gather her composure before the brunettes turn their attention back inside the ring.  Wonder Woman slowly climbs up to her corner of the ring, while Dorothy, who is the legal girl in the match, slides back under the bottom rope.   

By this point, the Pilot had enough time to recover and the enraged blonde saw Dorothy entering the ring.  The blonde jumps to her feet and wildly charges forward, but the brunette was already inside the ring and looking at her opponent.  Dorothy quickly formulates a plan, the brunette waits patiently, and then sidesteps at the last second letting the Pilot rush right past her.  The busty blonde groans going chest first into the turnbuckle and suddenly yelps as Dorothy grabs a hand full of hair from behind.  Dorothy pulls the stunned blonde along with her over into her corner, and quickly tags in Wonder Woman.  The taller brunette slides between the ropes and together they each grab one of the Pilot’s wrists and send the blonde shooting into the ropes, the Beer Girl yelling about the double team.  The Pilot rushes forward, hits the ropes and slams backward toward the brunettes who execute a perfectly timed double clothesline.  The tinier blonde flies back through the air and drops to the mat lying lifeless and feeling like a truck hit her.  Dorothy slowly makes her way out of the ring, standing in her corner watching as Wonder Woman already has two handfuls of the blonde’s hair and begins pealing the screaming beauty off the mat.   A backhand chop flies through the air hammering the upper portion of the Pilot’s breasts, painfully sending the quivering mammaries flopping about in her to tight costume.  Rearing back, Wonder Woman sends another backhand slashing forward, again hammering into the blonde’s breasts, this time smashing both orbs backward driving them against her chest bone.  Backing up a few feet, Wonder Woman suddenly charges forward with arm outstretched and hammers the Pilot’s throat with a ring-shaking clothesline sending the busty gal to the canvas.  Wonder Woman slides to the mat, grabs the bottom of the Pilot’s costume and then rolls her up into a small package pin.  The referee jumps down to the mat for the count and his hand smacks the canvas, falls a second time, and just as it was coming down a third time the Beer Girl dove into the ring delivering a vicious kick to the back of Wonder Woman’s head sending the stunned brunette flying off the Pilot.  Dorothy charges into the ring and the referee intercepts the brunette who is going crazy trying to get back in on the action, screaming that the match should be over.  Dorothy is yelling and shouting at the ref and the Beer Girl bends down and latches onto the Wonder Woman’s hair from behind.  Wonder Woman’s eyes squint shut and the brunette screams in pain as the Beer Girl rips her upward by her long locks.  The Pilot finally scrambles up to her feet and together the blonde’s begin to double team the brunette as Dorothy is still in the ref’s face screaming and yelling! 
 
The Beer Girl has two hands tied tightly around Wonder Woman’s hair and the blonder hauled up while the screaming brunette’s hands try to pry the blonde’s hands from her scalp.  The brunette’s washboard midsection was left wide open and the Pilot’s left hook flew through the air slamming into her exposed belly.  Wonder Woman let out an oooof as the wind shot from her but the sexy brunette was helplessly held in place when the Pilot’s hard right cross exploded into deep into her belly just above her belly button.  The Beer Girl tightened her grip on the brunette’s hair and Dorothy smashed a third punch into the brunette’s tenderized tummy.  Finally the referee got Dorothy out of the ring, and ran over and began escorting the Beer Girl from the ring, prying Wonder Woman’s hair from her tight grip.  The Beer Girl made her way out of the ring while the aching brunette lay on the mat fuming.   The Pilot slammed a kick into Wonder Woman’s lower back and then made her way over to her partner, quickly smacking the Beer Girl’s hand, getting the blonde back in on the action.  Sliding in the ring, the Beer Girl takes the fight right to Wonder Woman, grabbing two handfuls of hair yet again, and the busty blonde began ripping upward yanking the brunette off the mat.  Wonder Woman’s face grimaced in pain, but the muscular brunette was far from finished, the brunette rose with the painful move and then her elbow flew back hammering the blonde’s belly catching the Beer Girl off guard.  The Beer Girl lost her grip on Wonder Woman’s hair, and already the brunette had stepped back, and then sent a jarring kick flying right into the blonde’s right side catching her flush in the ribs.  The blonde’s body bucked forward in response to the stunning kick, slowly sending the Beer Girl to her knees.  Now standing behind the aching blonde, Wonder Woman slaps on a perfect side headlock and drags the blonde beauty up to her feet choking her in the process.  The brunette wastes no time, leaps in the air and plants the Beer Girl down face first into the canvas jarring her neck awkwardly from the harsh landing.   .   
 
Wonder Woman bends down and begins hauling the aching blonde up to her feet, using her pigtail like a handle.  Once she got the blonde on her feet, the tall brunette sends a hard right cross flying square into the Beer Girl’s tight midsection slamming into the stunned blonde’s already aching rib cage.  The Beer Girl groans and bucks forward, gasping from the surprisingly power packed punch, her hands coming up to her aching torso.  The blonde’s head was slumped forward, and Wonder Woman drives forward slamming her forearm blasting square into the blonde’s temple.  The Beer Girl spins around and finds herself going back down to the canvas as Wonder Woman’s slamming kick catches her upper thigh.  Wonder Woman presses forward straddling the blonde’s tiny waist, pinning her on her back with both of the Beer Girl’s arms pinned in place against her body and held down on the canvas.  The Beer Girl was wildly bucking, her heeled feet kicking out and trying to gain purchase against the mat, her spread legs giving glimpses of her white thong in the process as her costume began riding up her thighs.  The blonde wildly tried to free her arms, panic filling her trapped body when the first smack echoed throughout the air catching the Beer Girl flush on her cheek.  Pain filled the beauties face, and the stinging smack seemed to slow down some of the squirming.  Like a wild woman, Wonder Woman begins firing nasty open handed slaps slashing down upon the Beer Girl’s stunning face, each blow hammering into her flush cheeks.  The brunette was smiling at getting an opportunity to return the painful favor to the blonde from her attack only moments ago outside the ring.  Smacks fill the air, the Beer Girl squirms to free herself, the blonde screaming out, and painfully both of her cheeks are met with a barrage of palms and backhands.  Tears coat the gorgeous blonde’s eyes, her cheeks are pulsing, and turning bright pink from the sudden barrage of stinging attacks yet she lies helpless to break free. 
 
The Beer Girl finally manages to free her right arm and immediately slams a punch into Wonder Woman’s ribs stunning the crazed brunette and stopping the wild barrage of slaps.  Wonder Woman took the punch and rolled to the side holding her stomach for a split second before she crawled up and latched onto the Beer Girl’s forearm.  The brunette pulls the aching blonde up to her feet and quickly drives a hard right cross into the Beer Girl’s sore ribs.  The blonde groaned and Wonder Woman took hold of her right wrist and spun the stunned beauty into the ropes.  The Beer Girl rebounded backward and Wonder Woman’s heeled foot flew up and slammed home flush into the blonde’s stomach.  The jarring kick stopped her dead in her tracks and sends the blonde to the mat struggling for breath lying on her chest.  Wonder Woman again drops down to the canvas and quickly rolls the Beer Girl over on to her back and her open hand smacks her across her flushing left cheek.  The Beer Girl lies on her back, a hand holding her pink cheek just as her right cheek catches a viscous smack.  The blonde’s head jerks out to the side and like a woman possessed Wonder Woman begins alternating left, right, left with wild smacks.  Wonder Woman’s arms fly back and forth, most smacks missing wildly, some the Beer Girl blocking, but a few were painfully smacking against her flushing cheeks. A few more stinging smacks fly downward and finally Wonder Woman rolls of the Beer Girl who lies on the mat with both hands holding her burning cheeks. 

Grabbing a handful of the blonde’s pigtails, Wonder Woman violently hauls the Beer Girl back up to her feet.  The brunette secures a tight grip on each of her opponent’s outstretched pigtails and begins shaking the blonde back and forth, ripping the stunned beauty side to side.  The Beer Girl shrieks and almost trips over her heels, but is quickly righted by the hair hold as is yanked back up to a standing position.  Wonder Woman pulled and tugged wildly and the blonde was stumbling along in tow, being painfully pulled around the ring.  After a few more painful seconds, Wonder Woman lets go of the Beer Girl’s long locks and quickly latches onto the blonde’s forearm, and sends her shooting into the ropes.  The Beer Girl lifelessly rebounds back and Wonder Woman’s outstretched arm flies up crushing the blonde in a perfect clothesline.  The Beer Girl groans as she flies backward through the air and lands on her back with a thud, all the air in her lungs driven from her while her breasts jiggle wildly from the jarring impact.  Wonder Woman again bends over, grabbing a handful of long blond hair and begins yanking the Beer Girl up to her feet.  The blonde is dragged up and instantly bent over at the waist as Wonder Woman’s fist slammed into her already sore ribs, her body bucking forward at the waist.  Wonder Woman pulls the blonde back upright and again sends a fist into the Beer Girl’s stomach this time catching her flush in her belly button.  A whoosh fills the air as the blonde is clearly stunned from the sudden onslaught, while Wonder Woman reaches down sliding a forearms between the blonde’s thighs and then hoists upward pulling the busty beauty off the mat.  Stepping forward, the brunette drives forward and slams the Beer Girl to the mat in a ring shaking body slam.   
 
The Beer Girl lays spread eagle on the mat, and her partner, the Pilot had seen enough.  The Pilot charges into the ring and tackles Wonder Woman to the mat from behind and slamming fists are flying through the air.  Wonder Woman is pancaked to the canvas chest first with the crazed blonde sitting on her back smacking her head side to side, the brunette having no clue what the hell was happening to her.  The referee was about to get involved when suddenly Dorothy was in the ring, charging forward the brunette slammed into the Pilot’s back knocking her of her partner and pinning the blonde to the mat.  Now it was the Pilot’s turn to be stunned as Dorothy’s shoulder knocked her to the canvas and took the wind out of her.  The blonde was chest down, facing the mat and Dorothy latched onto two thick handfuls of her hair from behind and began ripping backward.  The Pilot’s face pursed in pain as her upper half was being ripped off the canvas and the blonde was painfully dragged upward.  The ref looked unsure of what to do as Wonder Woman and the Beer Girl were both on the mat, and Dorothy and the Pilot were the illegal girls in the ring.  Rather than count both Wonder Woman and the Beer Girl out, he ran over to Dorothy and tried to pry her hands from the Pilot’s long locks.  The Pilot finally was able to spin around and now was facing Dorothy and the blonde’s hands shot upward into Dorothy’s long brown locks.  The ref had his hands full as both girls began wildly ripping and tugging and soon they were rolling around the ring going over one another in the process.  Over and over the girls went both incredible beauties trying to rip the hair from the others scalp.  The fans were going crazy as Dorothy and the Pilot were hell bent on destroying one another wildly ripping at tugging at each other’s long locks. 
 
Finally the referee begins to restore some order as he was able to pull Dorothy and the Pilot apart, and was in the process of escorting the brunette out of the ring.  Wonder Woman crawled up to a sitting position and sees the Beer Girl still lying on her back, the wind driven from her by the power packed body slam.  Springing to her feet, Wonder Woman latched onto the blonde’s wrist never giving the aching beauty a chance to recover, this time Wonder Woman pulls the Beer Girl over to her corner.  Dorothy reaches inside the ring and grabs the Beer Girl by her hair, holding both pigtails from behind Dorothy yanks back eliciting a surprised cry of agony from the blonde as her back slams into the turnbuckle.  The Beer Girl’s arms flew up to her burning scalp as she desperately grabs at Dorothy’s wrists trying to pry her hair free from the brunette’s hold.  Dorothy pays little attention to the blonde’s hands pawing at her own, and pulls backward ripping harshly on the blonde’s mane, her back arching over the padded turnbuckle, her breasts thrust upward seductively inside her tight costume top.  The Beer Girl screams in agony as her upper body is being pulled back over the turnbuckle, her feet scramble to reach solid ground, and her midsection was left wide open for Wonder Woman. 
 
Wonder Woman steps up and delivers a brutal punch flying into the exposed stomach of the trapped beauty.  The Beer Girl groans and before her arms come down, her tight naval is met with another stinging shot, this one catching her flush in her sore ribs.  Wonder Woman was about to drive another fist forward, when suddenly the Beer Girl times a kick perfectly and catches the brunette square in the stomach.  Finally, the referee rushes over and tries to pry Dorothy’s hands from the Beer Girl’s hair and manages to separate the two, yelling at Dorothy for the double team.  Wonder Woman scrambles forward and slaps Dorothy’s outstretched hand making the quick tag.  Wonder Woman begins sliding out of the ring, just as Dorothy charges between the ropes but the brunette is met by the referee.  The referee begins questioning the tag claiming to have never seen it, and Dorothy is in his face screaming about being so blind as to have missed a perfectly legal tag.  The ref wasn’t hearing it, and demands Dorothy leave the ring, yelling at Wonder Woman to get back inside.   Wonder Woman starts screaming at the ref, but he shocks both brunette’s as her begins a count, still claiming Wonder Woman was the legal girl in the match.  Enraged, Wonder Woman slides back in and her partner slides back out, this time Wonder Woman smacks Dorothy’s outstretched hand and both girls again have words with the ref, before Dorothy focuses her attention back on the Beer Girl.     
 
Dorothy bends down and drags the Beer Girl up by the hair, but as the blonde was rising she pushed forward and slammed the unsuspecting brunette backward.  Dorothy was completely caught off guard as her back flew through the air and blasted into the turnbuckle, knocking the wind out of her.  The Beer Girl stumbles backward, clearly still hurt, the busty blonde looking to make a desperately needed tag.  The Beer Girl falls to a knee and sees Dorothy coming out of the corner, the brunette stomps forward with a look of rage on her face.  The blonde lunges forward, her arm outstretched, and the Beer Girl’s fingers somehow smacks the Pilot’s hand as the blonde was hanging over the top rope.  Dorothy knew the Beer Girl was going to make the tag, and at this point there was nothing she could do about that so instead the brunette had already turned her attention to the Pilot.  Just as the Pilot was about to slide in the ring, Dorothy helped her out by latching onto her hair and began ripping the busty babe between the ropes.  The stunned blonde is dragged harshly into the ring by the hair, and then spun around a few times before she is sent hurtling forward slamming chest-first into the turnbuckle.  Dorothy steps up and latches onto the Pilot’s long locks and then starts ramming her face into the turnbuckle.  The Pilot’s model like face is driven into the ruff padding and the crowd begins counting, as Dorothy seems hell bent on smashing the blonde senseless.  Again and again her face is driven downward and after eight straight shots, Dorothy rips back on the Pilot’s hair and flips the stunned beauty over flying onto her back in the center of the ring.
 
Before the blonde can recover, Dorothy slams a kick into the Pilot’s ribs and then quickly stands over her downed opponent who now lay on her chest.  Dorothy reaches down, latching onto the blonde’s chin from behind and begins snaking her arms around the Pilot neck.  Dorothy never slows, planting her knee into the Pilot’s lower back and begins to pull backward on her neck.  The Pilot’s eyes bulge and her arms thrash wildly as pain suddenly explodes in her back, Dorothy evilly rearing back ripping the blonde’s upper body off the mat.  The Pilot’s delectable breasts are thrust out as her chest is pulled off the canvas and the blonde’s hands paw at Dorothy’s wrists trying to free herself from the hellacious pain.  The Pilot can do little but suffer and whine from the wrenching agony the hold is extracting on her aching body, her back ablaze with pain.  The blonde’s feet kick wildly as Dorothy is rearing backward on her neck while driving her knee into the Pilot’s back pushing her forward.  The referee runs over and checks for a submission, but the blonde shakes her head side to side and continues looking for a way out of the grueling hold.  Pain was pulsing through her back as her upper body was pulled awkwardly off the mat when the Pilot rakes her nails into Dorothy’s wrists frantically scratching at her captor’s skin desperately trying to paw free.  The Pilot’s nails tear into Dorothy’s wrists gouging the tender flesh and finally having the desired effect as the brunette releases the hold.   Dorothy jumps to her feet, looking at both of her burning wrists, which have a few long red trails running along her flesh compliments of the Pilot’s manicured nails.  The brunette screams at the blonde and then begins slamming kicks into the Pilot’s body.  Dorothy crazily stomps and kicks away at the lifeless blonde driving her foot forward into her tender flesh again and again.  After a few jarring kicks, the Pilot rolls over in pain and Dorothy slides down on top of her going for a count.  The ref slides into position and his hand slams the canvas once, and then a second time, but the Pilot thrusts upward and kicks Dorothy off of her before his hand came down a third time. 

Dorothy rolls over and jumps to her feet, latching onto the Pilot’s hair and painfully pulls the blonde off the mat.  The blonde’s eyes wince as pain engulfs her scalp, the Pilot finds herself being dragged toward the ropes.  The Pilot’s body is aching and the blonde is flung into the ropes and instantly comes shooting back into Dorothy’s outstretched foot.  Dorothy evilly drove her spiky heel flush into the Pilot’s midsection and the blonde buckles in half crumpling to the mat while Dorothy begins showboating around the ring.  The crowd loves the action as Dorothy pulls the blonde up by the hair yet again, and whips her into the ropes.  The Pilot looks dazed, hits the ropes and rebounds backward towards Dorothy who leaps in the air and delivers a perfect flying clothesline across the throat of the blonde.  Getting back up to her feet, Dorothy pulls her stunned opponent up to her feet and drags the Pilot to the corner, draping her arms over the top rope.  Wonder Woman latches onto Dorothy’s wrists from behind pinning her arms over the rope, and now it’s the Beer Girl who comes dashing into the ring.  The referee catches the Beer Girl and begins struggling to get her out of the ring and the blonde is fighting to get by him.  Sexy groans fill the air as the Pilot’s midsection is slammed again and again by brutal closed fists, her arms held over the ropes from behind.  Her head lolls side-to-side, arms pinned in place from behind, the blonde’s tight stomach is hammered again and again each punch driving the life from her as her midsection is being used like a punching bag.  The Beer Girl is now out of the ring, and the referee runs over yelling about the double teaming, Wonder Woman finally letting go of the blonde’s arms, and the Pilot drops to the ground.  The Pilot knows she needs to do something and fast, and the blonde grabs onto Dorothy’s ankle and begins to rise of the mat.  The brunette was caught off guard, her left leg being pulled into the air, her right ankle bending awkwardly as she struggles to keep her balance.  The Pilot yanks up and then her free hand pushes forward into Dorothy sending the brunette stumbling to the canvas allowing the Pilot to dash across the ring.  From her knees, Dorothy slaps Wonder Woman’s outstretched hand, while the Pilot has little problem making the tag to the Beer Girl.

Wonder Woman climbs into the ring smiling, ready to dish out some pain to the busty blond who slides between the ropes and makes her way into the ring.  The brunette eagerly raised her arms over her head signaling her desire to have a test of strength with the Beer Girl, knowing she should have little problem having her way with the blonde.  The Beer Girl's eyes showed no outward emotion, and slowly the blonde raised her hands in acceptance walking forward until the girls stood only a few feet apart.  When their fingers finally locked together, both girls immediately strained and pushed as hard as they could, neither girl wanting to give an inch to the other.  Blonde vs brunette, both girls staring daggers into the other’s eyes, their arms strained, their heeled feet digging into the canvas, yet neither girl moved backward.  Finally after struggling for almost twenty grueling seconds, the Beer Girl was finding herself being pushed backward by the slightly more muscular brunette.  The Beer Girl began struggling to find purchase, trying vainly to slow the sudden burst of strength but she was driven backward further.  The Beer Girl suddenly gasped as her heel lost its grip on the mat, her ankle twisted sharply causing her to land harshly on her shapely ass.  Pain shot through her ankle and Wonder Woman loomed over the fallen beauty whose face was painted with fear.  Wonder Woman’s hands were already going for the blonde’s pigtail and the Beer Girl squealed as the brunette forcefully dragged the blonde up to her feet.  Wonder Woman’s right hand sprang free as the Beer Girl made her way up to her feet and the brunette quickly fired a backhand slap across the Beer Girl's face.  The blonde was taken by surprise, her already redden cheek blazed and her head twisting to the side. 

With her left hand still entwined in the Beer Girl’s ponytail, Wonder Woman’s free hand slammed into the blonde’s stomach.  The Beer Girl gasped as pain shot through her body, her upper torso slumping forward in response to the quick jab.  Wonder Woman released the Beer Girl’s hair and as the blonde’s body went down the brunette slammed her balled fists into her upper back driving her down to the mat.  The Beer Girl groaned and her body flew forward landing chest first on the mat.  The blonde struggled to get back up to a kneeling position until Wonder Woman’s pointy-heeled tip boot slammed into her ribs.  The Beer Girl gasped and again landed harshly on the mat, the snap kick knocking the wind out of her.  Wonder Woman quickly rolled the Beer Girl onto her back and then drove her spiky heel slamming down into the blonde’s tight stomach.  The Beer Girl’s eyes shot open from the pain rippling through her midsection, Wonder Woman’s pointy-heeled boot tearing into her tender stomach.  Wonder Woman’s foot finally rose up, and before the Beer Girl’s hands could react in defense, the brunette’s foot again barreled down shooting into the blonde’s belly.  Wonder Woman looked to her corner and saw Dorothy anxiously waiting to get in back in on the action, and the brunette dashed over and tagged in her partner who was quick to resume the attack.  Laying on her side the Beer Girl struggled to find breath but found herself rising up as Dorothy latched onto her wrist and began pulling her off the mat.  Once the shaken blonde was on her feet, Dorothy tightened her grip upon the Beer Girl’s wrist and threw the blonde backward into her corner of the ring.  The Beer Girl suddenly gained traction and now it was her hands that were holding onto Dorothy’s forearm, the blonde reversing the move and sent the brunette flying into her corner.   

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Dorothy slammed into the turnbuckle, and The Beer Girl scrambled to her corner, tagging in her eagerly awaiting partner.  The Pilot sprang through the ropes, charging at Dorothy who was just turning around, but never had an opportunity to defend herself.  Dorothy yelped as the Pilot’s backhand slap barreled into her cheek causing her long hair to spray outwards.  The Pilot never lost the momentum and she quickly fired a closed fist into Dorothy’s stomach, the brunette hunching over in response.  The charged blonde held the brunette’s upper body bent over, and then the Pilot’s knee shot upwards slamming into Dorothy’s breast.  Dorothy groaned from the grueling impact, her breast driven painfully flat, her mouth dropping open, and the brunette fell to her knees.  The Pilot moved around to a position behind Dorothy and slammed a kick square into the brunette’s upper back, knocking her flying forward chest first onto the canvas.  Positioning herself over Dorothy, the Pilot dropped both over her knees into the stunned girl’s lower back eliciting a shriek of agony.  Just as the Pilot was getting up to do it again, Wonder Woman slid in the ring and stood right behind the unsuspecting blonde.  Wonder Woman’s forearm suddenly drove upward parting the blonde’s lower costume and slammed into the Pilot’s crotch.  The Pilot’s mouth formed into a perfect “O” shape, her legs suddenly feeling like jelly and then gave out from the jarring blow, the blonde taken by complete surprise.  The brunette saw the referee running at her, but Wonder Woman quickly drove her arm upward again driving it deep in between her thighs as the Pilot was falling downward.  The stunned blonde crumpled to the mat both hands holding her throbbing pussy, while tears welled up in her eyes.  Immediately the referee ran over and ushered Wonder Woman back out of the ring but the damage was already done.  The Pilot lay on the mat feverishly rubbing her aching pussy, kicking her heeled feet trying to fight through the pulsing pain, while the Beer Girl was screaming from outside the ring.

Dorothy still lay on the mat, not even realizing what had just transpired, wondering why no one was attacking her.  The brunette took a few seconds of recovery time on the mat massaging away the pain in her body, specifically her lower back.  Finally she looked up and saw the Pilot on the mat with her hands lodged between her legs, and the brunette knew she had to do something and fast.  Struggling she made it up to her feet and slammed her foot straight down into the Pilot’s head.  The blonde just groaned as she lay there offering little resistance, and Dorothy began smiling thinking back to last match how shy the blonde became when she was stripped down to her underwear.  Bending over, Dorothy rolled the aching Pilot onto her back and the brunette immediately began tugging on the zipper of the blonde’s costume.  In one quick tug, the zipper sped downward and the material of the costume parted down the center.  Rolling the aching blonde on her back, Dorothy quickly yanked on the costume ripping it away in one hard pull.  The Pilot was only vaguely aware that she was now stripped as her crotch was still numb, but the fans in attendance were going wild.  A slinky red G-string triangle back thong barely covered any of her incredible ass, and a matching lacey red bra had its hands full trying to restrain her full fake breasts.  Smiling evilly, Dorothy latched onto the back of the blonde’s hair and began pulling the Goddess up onto her feet.  The Pilot’s legs were incredibly wobbly as pain was shooting through her crotch, the blonde almost falling back down to the mat.  With one hand in her hair, Dorothy grabbed the Pilot’s arm and threw her into her corner turnbuckle, where her partner was waiting.  The Pilot moaned as her spine slammed into Wonder Woman’s knee, which was outstretched between the ropes, and the ref never caught the outside interference.  The Pilot crumpled to the mat, one hand holding her aching lower back, and the other lodged between her thighs holding her pulsing crotch. 

Dorothy stepped forward and slapped her partners had, but instead of leaving right away she waited for Wonder Woman to enter.  As her partner stepped in the ring, Dorothy’s heeled foot barreled into the Pilot’s stomach just as she made her way out of the ring.  The Pilot tumbled backward landing with her upper back resting on the bottom rope for support, leaving her midsection wide open.  Wonder Woman didn’t miss a beat and her booted foot blasted into the blonde’s stomach, hammering home just above the red thong.  Grabbing the blonde’s limp wrist, Wonder Woman began dragging her up to a standing position and then slid her arm around the Pilot’s neck trapping the beauty in a side headlock.  The blonde was bent over at waist level, and her eyes bulged when Wonder Woman began to apply pressure to her neck, the brunette’s forearm crushing her windpipe.  Wonder Woman quickly positioned her back to the referee, and slid her free right hand around the Pilot’s body, her finger’s exploring until her tips touched the red lace bra.  An evil smile crossed her lips as Wonder Woman’s nails slid inside the blonde’s bra and she quickly gave the Pilot’s right breast a pinch digging her nails into her tender breast flesh.  The Pilot gasped through the choke, pain tearing through her sensitive mammary but Wonder Woman gave the blonde no break.  The brunette continued to squeeze the Pilot’s neck with her forearm, while she began raking her freshly manicured nails over the blonde’s ample bosom.   Raking up and down, the brunette’s fingernails were ripping apart the blonde’s mammary, the Pilot’s body trashing but was still restrained in the side headlock.  Wonder Woman’s razor like nails left the Pilot’s breast only for a split second, until her fingertips brushed over the blonde’s rock hard nipple.   Almost instantly, Wonder Woman’s thumbnail and index nail pinch together, painfully squeezing and tearing into the Pilot’s tender tip.  The Pilot shrieked out in pain, shocked at what she was being put through and wildly thrashed her body, pain tearing though her tender nipple.  Bucking desperately, the blonde finally freed her left arm, just as her nipple was twisted like a dial.  The Pilot’s scream echoed out, the blonde still in the chokehold and unable to breathe, but she wildly slammed her now free arm into Wonder Woman’s side.  The brunette groaned, but tweaked the blonde’s beef tip one final time as her rib cage was hammered forcing her to loose both her hold on the Pilot’s nipple and neck. 
 
The Pilot was still slightly hunched over and disoriented when Wonder Woman released her, so she never had time to defend against the punch that slammed into her kidney.  The Pilot gasped as she dropped to her knees struggling through the pain and still trying to find breath, her right breast painfully stinging and now hanging out over the top of her bra, the tan flesh showing sings of the abuse.   The blonde quickly felt her rock hard exposed nipple poking out and quickly slid her perfect D-cup breast back in the confines of the bra.  Wonder Woman, now standing behind the Pilot, fired a kick that connected squarely between her shoulder blades hammering the Pilot down on all fours.  The Pilot still struggled for breath, trying to gain some composure, but Wonder Woman was quick to follow up with another kick that slammed into the blonde’s exposed ribs.  The brunette suddenly had the aching beauty on her feet, both of her hands latched onto the blonde’s wrist, and Wonder Woman threw the Pilot shooting into the ropes.  The Pilot’s back met the top rope and she catapulted into the center of the ring, the blonde’s never slowing her momentum and rushing full steam into Wonder Woman’s outstretched arm that slammed into her throat.  The blonde groaned in pain, her body flying back through the air and slamming down into the canvas, her chest heaving while she still fought to catch her breath.   Wonder Woman positioned herself over the Pilot placing both feet on the blonde’s long hair, which was wildly strewn all over the mat.  Wonder Woman ensured she had tufts of the long blonde hair under her feet before she bent down and grabbed both of the Pilot's wrists.  The unsuspecting blonde was only vaguely aware of her arms being pulled upward until Wonder Woman violently jerked her body up off the mat.  The Pilot's torso shot up while her head remained trapped against the mat, her hair was pinned tightly against the canvas under the brunette’s boots.   The Pilot shrieked as she thought all her precious hair was going to be ripped out and her scalp burned like it was on fire.  All she could do was scream as the ref came over and yelled at Wonder Woman about the illegal move.   The Pilot shrieked again as Wonder Woman let the ref’s warning fall by the wayside as she pulled and tugged the blonde’s body off the canvas.  The brunette ripped back on the blonde's arms dragging her torso upward and the Pilot tried pulling her wrists free to no avail.  The referee finally broke the hold and Wonder Woman slammed a kick into the blonde’s exposed midsection before the ref came over screaming.

The ref was still in Wonder Woman’s face yelling, and Dorothy quickly got involved, entering the ring, and yelling right back at the stripped shirt man.  On the mat, the Pilot’s body was wracked with pain, but the blonde knew she had to make a tag, and fast.  The blonde began a pain filled crawl and the Beer Girl screamed for her to hurry as the referee was restoring order in a hurry.  On her knees, the lingerie-clad hottie leapt forward and slapped hands with her partners bringing in the eager blonde.  The Beer Girl slid through the ropes, at the same time Wonder Woman realized the Pilot was no longer on their side of the ring, the brunette screamed and began charging at the blonde.  Wonder Woman was only a few feet away from her now, and The Beer Girl got her hands up just in time as both girls locked their hands into the other's long hair.  Each woman got a grip, the Beer Girl’s fingers tightening around clumps of the brunette’s long lock’s, while Wonder Woman had a ponytail in either hand, both beauties wildly began jerking back and forth, ripping side to side.  Back and forth the girl’s bodies stepped awkwardly as they painfully danced around the ring, screams filling the air, as both girls tugged away at the others hair.  After almost half of a minute of non-stop hair pulling, Wonder Woman finally released the Beer Girl’s left ponytail and slammed her free fist forward, slamming the Beer Girl’s ribs.  The blonde beauty grunted, but kept wildly tugging on Wonder Woman’s long locks, but another closed fisted punch hammered into her ribs jostling her body back a few feet.  The blonde lost a grip on the brunette’s hair, but Wonder Woman didn’t slow, another fist flew forward and hammered the Beer Girl’s stomach.  Striding forward, Wonder Woman reared back and sent her arm shooting forward bitch smacking The Beer Girl’s cheek.  The stinging slap knocked her sideways as the Beer Girl stumbled upon her heeled shoes falling down onto her knees. 

Wonder Woman was on top of her before the blonde could do anything, quickly grabbing two handfuls of hair, and yanked upwards eliciting a cry of pain.  Wonder Woman’s leg reared back, and then flew forward her raised right knee slammed square into The Beer Girl's left breast.  The Beer Girl groaned painfully as her breast was mashed against her chest bone, and the painful kick sent her toppling backward to the mat. Wonder Woman grabbed hold of The Beer Girl’s left wrist and dragged her across the mat to her corner, where Dorothy was anxiously waiting.   Wonder Woman pulled The Beer Girl up onto her feet and Dorothy reached in grabbing hold of The Beer Girl's hair, and from her perch on the apron Dorothy yanked forward pulling the blonde chest first against the ropes.  The Beer Girl stumbled forward into the turnbuckle and Wonder Woman reached out grabbing hold of The Beer Girl's arms, prying them from the ropes, the brunette began pulling them behind her.  Dorothy cocked her closed fist back and then violently drove it shooting forward into The Beer Girl’s stomach.  Arms held behind her, the blonde’s tight midsection was suddenly hammered by closed fisted punches.   The referee charged into the corner, stopping the double team, but the blonde’s aching midsection took five grueling blows.   

Wonder Woman waited for the ref to back up and then quickly spun The Beer Girl around and threw the blonde back first into the turnbuckle.  Dorothy was already waiting, from outside the ring, the brunette reached over the ropes, grabbing the blonde’s arms and yanking them over the tope rope.  The Pilot saw the double team and slid into the ring screaming and running to break up the double team, her charge however was met only a few feet into the ring by the referee.  The stripped shirt man stopped the Pilot’s charge and began issuing the screaming beauty back to her corner.   Across the ring, the Beer Girl hung in the corner, arms held over the ropes, and Wonder Woman quickly went to work on the blonde’s costume.  First the left strap, then the right strap, both offering little resistance to the wild tugs, and both ripping in seconds. Wonder Woman’s grip tightened on top of the Beer Girl’s costume and the brunette began wiggling the material down over the blonde’s curvy torso.  The material slowly slid over the blonde’s heaving 34-D cupped breasts, which were held safely in the confines of a lacey white bra, then over her wash board stomach, and yanked down over her heart shaped ass which was barely covered in a tiny white triangle back thong.  The fans were going wild, the busty blonde stripped for the third time in as many matches, and her Centerfold body didn’t disappoint!  Her golden-bronzed California tan was contrasting perfectly against the bright white of her lingerie and stockings, the material hardly covering any of her glistening body.  The crowd was already chanting and yelling, “Show us her tits!” and “Strip her!” the fans hoping to see even more of the beauties body.  The Beer Girl was screaming at being stripped, her arms fighting to break free of Dorothy’s tight grip, but the blonde was held in the corner, her costume now clumped around her ankles in a pile. 

The Pilot was yelling at the referee, still in the ring, and costing her partner dearly.   Wonder Woman let the material lie around the blonde’s feet, and went right back on the attack.  The brunette’s arm reared back and flew forward, the blonde’s exposed ribs on the receiving end of the power packed punch.  Dorothy held tightly on the blonde’s arms from behind, and the screaming Beer Girl was held in place allowing Wonder Woman to go to work on her luscious body.  The brunette showed no remorse, closed fisted punches began flying and hammering home into the blonde’s ribs, and belly each one draining more of the fight from the aching beauty.  Wonder Woman slowed the barrage only for a second, the brunette positioning herself to the side a few inches and then cocked her arm back and unloaded an uppercut into the base of The Beer Girl’s left breast.  The lacey bra shot wildly upward, The Beer Girl screamed in pure agony as her mammary was hammered flat and driven shooting to the sky, her head snapping back in response, yet somehow her breast bounced back down and stayed in the confines of bra, jiggling wildly.  Another punch was already flying, the closed fisted shot hammering that same aching orb, this time driving the ample breast flat against the blonde’s chest.  Fist the knee lift, and now two grueling punches had the Beer Girl almost in tears as her orb pulsed with pain.  Finally the referee had The Pilot out of the ring, but Wonder Woman unloaded again, this time her fist slamming into the Beer Girl’s belly button. 
   
Dorothy let the aching blonde’s arms go, and Wonder Woman saw the referee coming over, the brunette quickly pulled The Beer Girl forward from the ropes, throwing the blonde from the corner. The Beer Girl stumbled, tripping on the costume, which was around her ankles, the blonde hit the canvas and lay there nearly motionless, her hands cupping her pulsing breast.  The Beer Girl lay on the mat in agony, but Wonder Woman never let up, the brunette strutted over and used her spiky heel tip to inflict some pain, driving the tip of the stiletto into the blonde’s ribcage.  The Beer Girl let out a painful groan, rolling onto her side so she was now facing away from her opponent.   Wonder Woman strode forward, right foot already going back and then shooting through the air exploding squarely into the Beer Girl’s spine.  The Beer Girl squealed as arched backward with her hands coming to hold her aching spine.  Wonder Woman latched onto the blonde’s wrists and began dragging the aching beauty off the mat and back over towards the ropes.  The tanned blonde hottie was towed along and after a brutal shot to the stomach, and had little fight left in her when Wonder Woman began shoving the Beer Girl between the ropes.  The blonde’s upper body was through the ropes, the Beer Girl desperately trying to latch onto the top rope, but a backhand smack across the face forced her to lose her grip.  Her nose burning, the Beer Girl fought to somehow stay in the ring, but finally lost her balance when a hard closed fisted punch hammered into her kidney from behind.  The blonde screamed and went sprawling between the ropes and crashing down onto the floor outside the ring.  The Beer Girl stumbled awkwardly from the ring and on the way down her head caught the ring apron, and the near naked Goddess crumpled to the arena floor and lay motionless on the cold concrete. 

Wonder Woman slid between the ropes and saw that The Beer Girl lay lifeless, the fans roaring in appreciation wanting to see the blonde get beaten down some more.   The Beer Girl’s arm finally came up to the side of her head, but Wonder Woman was right their and quickly grabbed a tight hold upon her wrist and began dragging the beauty back up to her feet.  The Beer Girl’s head pounded from the jarring impact it took on the ring apron and the blonde was only vaguely aware of her surroundings.  Wonder Woman tucked the blonde’s head up under her arm, locking her into a side headlock and began pulling her towards the screaming crowd.  Wonder Woman led the Beer Girl over to a steel column that was about 4 feet in diameter, and ran from the floor up to the arena ceiling.  Wonder Woman took off rushing forward and rammed the top of The Beer Girl's head against the concrete column.  A muffled thud echoed out when the blonde’s forehead smashed into unmoving column, the Beer Girl seeing stars as she staggered around awkwardly before finally dropping down to the arena floor landing on her ass.  The Beer Girl appeared to be out of it, slowly shaking her head side to side and couldn’t get her bearing.  Wonder Woman never relented, the brunette bending down and grabbing onto the blonde’s wrist once more, yanking the dazed hottie up to her feet.  Her forehead was bright red, and the Beer Girl looked drunk, stumbling along in her high-heeled shoes as Wonder Woman had little problem dragging her towards the crowd.  Planting her feet, the brunette quickly spun around and then sent the blonde shooting forward, the Beer Girl’s eyes going wide in fear when she realized her body was speeding straight into the steel crowd divider.  There was little she could do to slow her momentum, and the blonde was to dazed to bring up her arm, and suddenly found herself going face first into the iron rail that separated the crowd from the ring.  The Beer Girl’s head hit the steel divider, the metal not moving an inch, and the blonde instantly crumpled into a heap on the arena floor, both hands holding her face, her heeled feet kicking at the concrete floor.

Wonder Woman heard the ref’s count and quickly slid back under the bottom rope, before exiting right back out just as quickly.  The brunette charged over to the blonde began dragging the aching hottie up to her feet and pulling her back towards the ring.  Holding onto the Beer Girl’s wrist, Wonder Woman began pushing the blonde under the bottom rope, then quickly grabbed hold of the apron and pulled herself up into the ring.  The Beer Girl was on all fours and Wonder Woman ran over, latching onto The Beer Girl’s hair and began dragging the ailing blonde along like a crawling dog.  The brunette strutted around the ring, the fans roaring watching the blonde pulled painfully about the ring, Wonder Woman holding tightly onto her ponytails.  After doing almost a full lap around the ring, the brunette stepped to the side, and drew back her leg then drilled it upward, driving the tip of her shoe flying into the blonde’s ample bosom.  Wonder Woman kept up the attack, stepping forward and punted The Beer Girl’s lower back.  The blonde rolled on her side and Wonder Woman bent down grabbing the Beer Girl’s wrists, the brunette’s pulled her arms behind her back, and then planted her foot firmly between her shoulders.  Things didn’t look good for the blonde as she found herself trapped in the center of the ring in a surfboard hold.  The Beer Girl moaned, her head whipped side to side as she felt the painful twinge building in her shoulders and arms.  Wonder Woman’s heel began digging into The Beer Girl’s lower spine, the blonde’s aching breasts thrust upward as her arms were pulled back harshly, each nipple only barely concealed, threatening to pop free of the white bra any second.  The Beer Girl could only groan as the brunette reared backward on her wrists, and then continued to drive the spiky base of her heel into the blonde’s back. 
   
The Pilot knew her partner was about to submit, and suddenly slid between the ropes and had to act quickly.  The ref sprang forward and grabbed The Pilot as she was running by, just as across the ring, Dorothy was entering.  The brunette saw the ref had his hands full with the Pilot and decided to soften up the Beer Girl dashing over to the trapped beauty.  The tip of Dorothy’s heel flew forward and slammed into the base of the Beer Girl's already aching left breast causing it to shoot out from her sexy bra.  The Beer Girl’s arms were still being ripped behind her and she was helpless as Dorothy latched onto her free hanging breast, the crowd going crazy.  Suddenly the Beer Girl shrieked and wildly thrashed her arms somehow hoping to free to shield her exposed and attacked orb, but from behind Wonder Woman began slamming her foot into the blonde’s back.  Dorothy held as much of the Beer Girl’s ample breast flesh in her hand and then her fingers clamped down, the evil brunette’s nails raking along the flawless tan flesh leaving red trails in their passing.   The Beer Girl shrieked, but Dorothy paid no mind, instead the brunette latched onto the blonde’s bra and began tugging backward.  In seconds the material ripped, the blonde’s incredible tits springing free for the third time in as many matches, the crowd screaming as the massive mounds were arched seductively upward due to the painful surfboard hold still being applied to her.  Not a tan line to be seen on either fleshy mammary, her dark thick areolas smack dab in the center of each meaty melon, her pencil eraser sized nipples beginning to come to life.  Her eyes were wide with fear when Dorothy’s backhand slashed across the outside of her stinging left breast, knocking her mounds shooting around on her chest.   Her shoulders were on fire, but the Beer Girl was helplessly held in the surfboard, Dorothy again slashing her magnificent breasts, the meaty mounds shaking uncontrollably. 

Suddenly the Pilot sprang around the referee and barreled into Dorothy from behind.  The Beer Girl’s aching body was finally free of the surfboard and she crumpled to the mat, one hand holding her throbbing spine the other shielding her exposed breasts.  The Pilot knew she didn’t have much time before Dorothy came over so as she went down taking the fight to Wonder Woman, the legal brunette in the match, and began trying to straddled the bucking beauty.  It took a few seconds, but the Pilot got control, pinning the taller girl to the mat, the blonde knowing desperate times called for desperate measures and this was her golden opportunity.  Wonder Woman was pinned to the mat, and from her perch on the brunette’s stomach, the Pilot’s knee came flying up hammering right Wonder Woman’s crotch.  The brunette’s body shuddered along the mat, the fight leaving her body as she lay pinned in place, pain exploding between her throbbing crotch.  Form the side, Dorothy scrambled up to her knees, watching in horror as her partner’s legs were being spread apart.  The brunette dove from the ground, but before she could save Wonder Woman, the Pilot’s knee barreled upward again slamming home right between the brunettes’ spread open thighs. 

Dorothy tackled the Pilot off Wonder Woman, but the damage was done as the brunette lay writhing on the mat holding her aching pussy.   Dorothy’s momentum sent her and the Pilot to the center of the ring, the girls rolling over one other, and there hands shot into one another’s long locks.  Both beauties were suddenly engaged in all out catfight ripping wildly on each others hair, desperately fighting to come out on top.  The referee saw The Beer Girl and Wonder Woman both lying on the ground and turned his attention to The Pilot and Dorothy.  He tried to come near the rolling ball of fury, the girls screaming, and hell bent upon ripping each other’s hair out, when he finally got an opportunity to grab onto Dorothy’s midsection.   Arms around the brunette’s waist, the ref began puling the girls apart, yet neither seemed eager to break their hold upon the other’s hair.  Still screaming, and pulling wildly, he managed to pry the beauties apart and slowly began walking Dorothy back to her corner.  The Pilot stood up, and with both hands began shaking out her hair, her scalp on fire, ensuring it was still attached, before making her way back to her corner.  Walking to the center of the ring, the Pilot slammed a kick square into Wonder Woman’s temple, who still had her hands massaging her aching crotch, the impact dazing the brunette and sending her sprawling against the canvas.  The Pilot saw the ref still had his hands full with Dorothy, and quickly helped The Beer Girl crawl over towards her corner, dragging her along the canvas.  Wonder Woman still hadn’t stirred yet and now it was going to be a matter of who got up first. 

Returning back to the action, the ref watched as slowly the Beer Girl began pushing off the mat, her heaving breasts swinging about her chest as she crawled on her knees.  Putting her all into falling forward, the aching beauty through her hand out and just slapped The Pilot’s out stretched hand and fell back to the mat.  The Pilot ran in the ring like a wild woman, the blonde charging at Wonder Woman, grabbing onto her head and yanking her head off the mat quickly positioning it between her thighs.  The Pilot squeezed her shapely thighs together, tightly locking Wonder Woman’s head into a vice-like head-scissors.  The Pilot locked her legs together at the ankles; crushing Wonder Woman’s head in place and then the blonde began slamming punches down into the trapped beauties back.  Thuds filled the air, the Pilot’s fists moved like lighting, falling down again and again, the trapped brunette struggling to break free from the head scissors. Wonder Woman groaned in pain, her upper back hammered by closed fisted punches, the brunette tried sucking in air and finally got her chance when The Pilot suddenly let go of the scissors hold. 

The Pilot rolled the brunette over and buried her right fist solidly into the lower right side of Wonder Woman’s exposed midsection, slamming it into the kidney area.  The brunette dropped to her knees, and another powerful right fist flew forward, this hammering into the side of Wonder Woman’s head sending her crumpling backward and then slowly falling down onto the mat.  Wonder Woman was spun about so she now lie flat on her back and once set, The Pilot slid down and began spreading the aching brunette’s legs apart.  Positioning herself between the brunette’s now wide-open thighs, the Pilot’s knee shot forward smashing home into Wonder Woman’s crotch.  A painful groaned filled the ring, Wonder Woman crying out from the jolt that rocked through her abused crotch, but still her legs were spread wide.  The brunette futility tried to slam her thighs shut, but another knee was launched forward, a fourth hammering blow smashing into her wide-open crotch.  Wonder Woman now lay motionless on the mat, and from across the ring, Dorothy quickly crawled between the ropes, only to be met by the topless Beer Girl.  Dorothy wasn’t even halfway inside the ring, when the blonde latched onto her hair and began pulling her in harshly.  Dorothy screamed as pain filled her scalp, the blonde ripping her into the ring and dragging her away from the ropes.   With one hand holding Dorothy’s hair, the Beer Girl began firing slaps and punches flying at the screaming brunette who tried fighting free to get to her partner.     

Wonder Woman lay spread eagle and the Pilot stood above the brunette only for a second before she slid down landing on top of the larger brunette pinning her against the mat.  The ref saw the pin, and knew they were the legal wrestlers and decided to begin his count despite the Beer Girl and Dorothy still being in the ring.  Dorothy saw the pin out of the corner of her eye, took another smack in the face and then began yelling and screaming at her partner to get up.  The ref’s hand hit the mat, again Dorothy screamed for Wonder Woman, her cheek taking another slap, but the brunette just began stirring.  Dorothy saw the Beer Girl’s flopping and exposed tits, the brunette quickly changing tactics, her long talons latching onto as much of the ample flesh as she could hold, and then she raked her nails downward.  Bright red welts coated the Beer Girl’s breasts, and she immediately released her grip on Dorothy, and quickly spun around holding her aching orbs.  The ref’s hand slapped down again, everything seemed to be happening all to quickly for Dorothy who took a running stride forward, watching the ref’s hand go up into the air.  The stripped shirt man’s hand began descending, Dorothy was already in motion, her knee slamming down into the back of the Pilot’s head, just as his hand slapped down a third time.  The blondes won the match!  Dorothy’s knee hammered into the side of the Pilot’s head sending her shooting from Wonder Woman’s barely stirring body, while the ref called for the bell to award the match to the blondes.  Before she could attack the Pilot again, the Beer Girl had two handfuls of her hair, the blonde screaming and yanking the brunette towards the ropes.  Face contorting in pain, the brunette was dragged to the ropes, the sore girl putting up little resistance as the taller Beer Girl began jamming her between the top and middle rope.  A hard push sent the brunette flying from the ring, landing on all fours on the concrete floor starring back up into the ring with a look of rage on her face. 

Inside the ring, the ref had helped the Pilot up to her feet, the lingerie clad hottie holding the side of her aching head, while the topless Beer Girl came running over and tuned her attention back to Wonder Woman.  The blonde quickly grabbed the brunette’s lasso from her costume, and spun the brunette onto her back, “You like tying people up bitch!  Let me show you what it feels like!” the Beer Girl screamed, referring to last week when Wonder Woman bound the blonde’s arms behind her back.  The Beer Girl took the golden lasso and began wrapping it around the brunette’s wrists, Wonder Woman suddenly fighting back but it may have been to late.  The brunette tried to pull her arms free just as the blonde began tying the knot in place, Wonder Woman’s arms were now tied tightly behind her back.  “Let me go!  Untie me right now or so help me God I will killlllll you!” the bound brunette screamed, but the blonde paid no attention, instead latching onto the brunette’s costume top.  “You like stripping people too… don’t you bitch!” the Beer Girl said and began yanking and tugging the costume down over the brunette’s all natural perky 34B cup breasts.  “You fuckkkkin bittttcccch!” Wonder Woman shrieked, her arms straining to break free from the bondage, but she was helplessly at the blonde’s mercy.  The Beer Girl almost salivated, her arm flying up in the air, and then slashing down smacking into the brunette’s breasts.  “Pay backs a bitch cxnt!” the Beer Girl screamed as she went to work smacking the brunette’s exposed mammaries about returning the favor from only minutes ago. 

Across the ring, Dorothy had crawled back up on the apron, and lingerie-clad Pilot suddenly attacked the brunette, the blonde grabbing onto two handfuls of her hair, and began yanking her dazed opponent through the ropes.  A backhand smack flew through the air catching the brunette in the face, Dorothy spinning in response to the stinging slap.  The brunette’s midsection was suddenly hammered from the side, her body bucking in response.  Dorothy was hunched over and suddenly gasped when she felt the material of her costume going slack on her upper body.  Sliding down over her shoulders, the Pilot was tugging and pulling, the material began working its way down over Dorothy’s breasts, the crowd going crazy seeing that the brunette wasn’t wearing a bra.  Dorothy shrieked and spun around, but the Pilot had a tight two handed grip on the material and managed to rip it from the stunned brunette’s body in one violent yank, leaving Dorothy in her white stockings and matching white thong.  Dorothy’s hands went to shield her exposed orbs, but the Pilot’s body slammed into hers sending her shooting back to the canvas, with the blonde’s body landing on hers.  The brunette gasped, one hand holding her flopping breasts, the other trying to push the blonde of her midsection.  The Pilot reared back and began firing smacks, each hand flying up and slashing down, knocking the brunette’s head side to side.  Back and forth the brunette’s head whipped, the Pilot was in all out attack mode until finally the referee was able to pull the swinging blonde off Dorothy’s body.  The Pilot was still kicking and fighting trying to break free, leaving Dorothy on the mat, one hand holding her exposed breasts, the other rubbing her burning cheeks.   

The Beer Girl had Wonder Woman on her feet, the brunette screaming and promising revenge, still trying to break free from being bound by her own lasso.  The Beer Girl paid little attention and dragged the topless gal to another side of the ring, the fans roaring in approval, again Wonder Woman threatening the blonde, “So help me God…you will be sorry!”  A stinging smack slashed across the brunette’s breasts, Wonder Woman gasped in pain, but the Beer Girl repeated the move, another backhand blasting her mammaries.  Wonder Woman almost toppled, her arms still tied behind her, she barely caught her balance, but another shot to the breasts send her tripping back and falling to the mat.   The Beer Girl straddled the brunette’s waist, her hand smacking across the brunette’s face, her cheek catching the brunt of the painful slap.  Wonder Woman hissed, “It may not be today…but I swear you are going to pay and!” she never finished as the Beer Girl’s next slap sent her head whipping to the side.  “Untiiiiieeee me….you are fuckin” deadddd!” Wonder Woman shrieked only to be slapped again by the busty blonde.  “I swear…you both will be begging….begging me but!” the brunette was cut short, her face getting smacked again.  “I am going to hunt you down…make you beg and!” Again Wonder Woman couldn’t finish her threat, her head whipping to the side.

Suddenly the Pilot ran over and got the Beer Girl’s attention as Dorothy slid a chair into the ring, the brunette sliding in after it.  Dorothy was shrieking, charging forward with the steel chair in her hands, the brunette looking to take off the blonde’s heads.  Quickly scrambling out of harms way, the blondes slid through the ropes, and out of the ring.  The crowd was roaring, Wonder Woman still screaming at the Beer Girl, promising to pay her back, the brunette topless in the ring and tied by her own lasso.  The blondes began making their way back up the ramp, fans yelling out, while the enraged Dorothy joined her partner screaming and promising they would get their revenge! 
   

(As always feed back is greatly appreciated.  Let me know what you thought, what you would like to see, or what could be improved upon!)

Witness - Karsa Orlong

[SunnyB]

Some nice wild action there ... well done! 

P.S. It would help make reading a little easier (for me at least) if you used shorter paragraphs ...

[KarsaOrlong]

Some nice wild action there ... well done! 

P.S. It would help make reading a little easier (for me at least) if you used shorter paragraphs ...

Thanks I will keep that in mind and work on making the paragraphs shorter!

Wtness - Karsa Orlong

[ballz_billy]

Nice work. Would like to see wonder woman get her revenge!