[melodie]

Happy the ref took some appropriate action my anger subsides some but not my determination as I calculate what I want to do to her next. I rest in my corner....arms on the ropes, one leg lifted up slightly. I give Joanie a wicked smile knowing I got the best of her before the viscous bite.

[let em fight]

Joanie will come out on top . Melodie is starting to wear down. 

[Gail Fights]

I heard that blah shit Momma.  I'm not on your back YET.  Turning to Melodie,  Same rules apply to you Missy.  Behave yourself!

Ok Bitches, FIGHT!  As I say fight I motion the "ladies" to meet in ring center...

[melodie]

I move out of my corner....stand, hands on my hips, legs spread showing off my thighs, pushing my chest out. "Come on Joanie, you want some more of me sweetie?"

[BigMommaJoanie]

Surprisingly, Mel does look a lil out of breath. I am just getting warmed up however. I shove off the ropes and march right across the ring toward my opponent, arms raise. Moving in close, it appears my raised hands have her a bit distracted so I wiggle my fingers, move in closer . . . and then lower my shoulder, driving it straight for her belly!

[melodie]

Joanie's  shoulder drives into my stomach, her weight and low center of gravity sending me into the corner. A sickening feeling comes over me as I gasp for breath. Wrapping one arm over her lowered head I try to keep her bent over and instinctively start sending knees up into her breasts hoping desperately to get her to back off as I know she is a specialist at corner punishment.

[BigMommaJoanie]

My shoulder finds its mark and Mel is propelled back into the corner. I can't see her face but I can see her legs and torso and I am seeing fatigue. I start to rise, now having her right where I want her but her knees find Mandy and Brandy, not once, not twice but three times! I gasp and remain on my knees but have to score so pressing on her thighs, I pull my head back and aim it for her lower tummy, hoping the continual assault to her middle will slow her down some more.

[melodie]

My mid section is taking a pounding and I feel my legs start to buckle a little.I raise my arms, ball up my fist and slam them into her back. Another knee to the girls and I slip and slide, wiggling out of the corner, hanging onto the ropes for balance before getting back towards the center of the ring. I doubled over a little holding my belly, sweating profusely now realizing it has not taken much to weaken me once she gets lose and uses her big body like a battering ram. "Breathe deep now Mel", I say to myself. "You have to remain strong."

[BigMommaJoanie]

This girl is slippery - and tired! The sweat is heavy on her showing her overall condition. I don't think it will take much more to break her but she continues to escape. I take a shot to the back and then the front as Mel slips from my control. I grab the middle and then the top rope, pulling myself to my feet and stalking my prey. I breathe too, staring into her eyes, her confidence waning. I toss my long brown hair back and move side to side, drawing in closer to the big heavyweight. Clenching my fists, I slip to my left and aim a straight left jab to her hefty right breast, hoping a change in tactics will get her off her guard.

[melodie]

Stomach hurting, now being punched in the breast. Joanie is bent on just beating me up so she can.....I don't even want to think about it. The tit punch while hurting also pisses me off. I rush right into her, tripping her. We both go down rolling on the mat, grabbing, pulling trying to get into a controlling position.  I strain, trying to marshal what will I have left to somehow hold her off and get her into a position where I can work some kind of potential submitting hold on her before she does. 

[BigMommaJoanie]

Again we go to the ground and Mel is all over me. She is angry if tired and I need to hold out long enough for her to run out of gas. Getting my left hand free I find her right breast, the one that just absorbed my fist and I lock on it with a nasty claw hold. I have been working on my claw hold skills for more than 30 years and I'm hoping this one wilts her once and for all!

[melodie]

I Scream as she latches onto my breast. This affair has turned extra nasty. My right hand goes to her hand, trying to pry it off of my breast as she applies her viscious claw hold that is killing me. I jam my left hand right inside her suit and grab her bare nipple...*PULLLLLSSS, TWISTS back and forth, digging the index fingernail into the center. Bites my bottom lip as I grimace trying not to scream out again, trying to give as good as i get. This match is going down right to the wire.

[BigMommaJoanie]

My opponent attempts to go tit for tat but that's a mistake she will soon learn. She latches on to one of the "nails" (the slang term some of my friends have adopted) and it hurts but my breast claw seems to be hurting her more. I pour it on, hearing her gasp and feeling her desperation and struggle. I don't talk much in a match but we're close, so I whisper, "I'm just getting started sweetie. I am just getting warmed up - just starting to get into the action. I sense you do not feel the same. Submit now and it won't get any worse for you."

[Big Mike]

I wish I'd gotten in on the ground floor of this one.  I'd have made a FORTUNE selling drinks.  What a fight!

Ok, Joanie, it's time to turn your bitch loose and ruin Melodie once and for all.

[Gail Fights]

DING DING DING  DING DING DING  DING DING DING

Ladies and gentlemen, your attention please...

After a long and hard fought battle it is my pleasure to introduce to you the winner of the match...

                         BIG
                                    MOMMA
                                                  JOANIE!!!