[Interac]

From the day of the press conference and every day multiple times a day Adrianne Curry sent a private message to Stacy Keibler challenging her.   She not Adrianne had two of the toughest fights to earn the belt.  She and Summer Rae brought each other to the point of destruction and she knew she was lucky to win but that was the point she WON.  Adrianne lost to Adriana Lima, the same Adriana Lima who she beat in the final.  After nearly ten years of asking ‘Want to go’ they finally went and Stacy had the belt.

Stacy pointed that out and Adrianne shot back “Yeah well I beat Erin Andrews who kicked your bony ass.  So come on bitch, forget ten years lets go in ten minutes!”

“I’m tired of this, I won everything and you need to realize that.”

Then days later she started getting phone calls with no voice mail but she didn’t recognize the number but it kept calling.  10 AM and PM each day especially so she answered “Bitch, I will beat you senseless and you fucking know it.”

“I don’t know it actually do you know why… Because you beat Erin who beat me but I beat Adriana who knocked you the fuck out.”  Oh oh Stacy didn’t like saying that word as it meant Adrianne was getting to her.  She had hit a nerve at the champions press conference but now was different.

“I told you then and I’m going to tell you again Stacy… I’m going to fight you and beat you and if I don’t make you quit fighting with the first win I’ll do it again.  I want to make sure you know before every fight that you’ll never beat me.”

Stacy hung up and stewed over that conversation.  Adrianne Curry was a woman who was able to get under her skin.  She knew it now more than ever.  She was bruised and beaten after the fight with Lima.  Curry got there and said a few things and she was in her face and had to be held back. 

The kid was in bed so she decided on a harder workout a high impact striking.  She had too much aggression that needed to be released and yoga and meditation weren't helping.  Each time she hit the bag she thought of Curry.  The tweets, facebooks, texts, instagrams, calls.  She wanted to have a message and then her phone went off again and she looked and sure enough it was Curry.

“God damn it I’m trying to work out.”

“Don’t bring God into this you blonde slut of a coward.”

“Fuck you America’s Next 15 minute star.”

“Go to hell you’ve done the reality shows too at least I won mine.”

“It’s the last thing you won.”

“Only because I haven’t fought you yet… “

“I’d beat you all over the place.”

“I will keep fighting you and keep beating you until you realize you are a tall bitch who don’t measure up.”

“Want to retire me… Fine bitch I’m going to retire you how does that sound.”

“You better be ready bitch because I’m the woman who beat Erin Andrews and I plan to do worst to you.”

“I gave so much in my fights with Summer and Adriana but Erin and I ripped each other apart.  You better come at me with that kind of ferocity because I’ll be coming at you with it.  Beating you with a leg scissors would be to quick.”

“I don’t even need a leg scissors to beat you.”

“I don’t need it either so lets prove this once and for all.”

Stacy got in her car and her husband watched her walk by, never having seen her with such focus. 

Adrianne got into her car and her boyfriend was scared; her focus was frightening. 

Both knew where to go without saying it, they were going where they met and Adrianne later blogged “Disappointed after meeting Stacy, thought she was as tall as me”

They got to the sushi place both in jeans and a jacket.  They got out of the car and walked to the building without saying a word to the other and refused to look and when they got to the door it was locked.

“You didn’t call, you’ve wanted this fight so long and you weren’t smart enough to call and have these doors opened.”

“Smart enough to what…Ive been calling you out for months and I didn’t know I had to call ahead to make sure a door is unlocked but you should have known you overrated egotistical brain dead bitch.”

They were in each others face and Stacy put a finger up to Adrianne's temple. “This is on you.  Maybe less time playing video games you'd realize that, but since the truth is you know I’m about to fuck you up so you found a excuse.”

Adrianne started pressing her finger into Stacy’s temple. “Don’t like it do you, I just want to kick your overrated ass all over the place.  So tell me the fucking place.”

They knew if they didn’t leave soon they’d fight there and get arrested.  Fingers left the temples and eyes stayed locked “My place.”  Stacy couldn’t believe she was saying it but seeing Adrianne Curry right there, her blood was boiled her desire to fight had never been so tempting.  Adrianne was right now the only woman she would ever want to fight.

Adrianne was actually shocked Stacy offered her place for the fight.  Was shocked at how strong and determined Stacy was and her want for this fight grew but not because she knew she was going to win but for the first time in her life she wasn’t sure if she would and wanted to prove she could.  “Offering that…”

“Shut up, you going or not”

Her eyes closed a bit and with as much as ice as possible in her voice “Lead the fucking way bitch.”

They walked back to their cars and before they got in Adrianne spoke “I’m not ..”

“Going to win. I fucking know that.”

“Not going to stop until you are completely wrecked you dumb bitch.”

“Excuse me.”  Stacy shut her door and looked around and no one was around just yet she walked around her car “Bitch, I don’t care how tough you look when I’m done with you..”

Curry met her and they were chest to chest ready to start fighting and could hear laughter around the corner “Lets get to my place and I will”

“Get fucked up”

“Fuck you up”

“Without the leg scissor around the neck or ribs you won’t win nothing.”

“Yeah bitch I will and you don’t have it either so you are about to lose your last vestige of fame.”

Stacy was driving with Adrianne following her. Every time she’d look back she'd get the finger from her.  She wanted to get out and start her next victory.  Adrianne pushed her buttons and right now she had an extra way to push that bitch’s as she pumped her brakes for no reason then gave Adrianne the finger.

Adrianne hated being behind Stacy Keibler.  All she wanted was to prove once and for all she would win that fight.  Before the tournament she was always ahead of Stacy, then Stacy won.  Stacy 'fuckin' Keibler was said to be the best.  Not a fucking chance in hell, there was no element of a fight that she wasn’t better than Stacy at.  The day she met Stacy she thought before they met ‘This is one of the few women could challenge me.’ Then they met and she knew then and there that wasn’t true.  That bitch as a champion, and she wasn’t always a bitch but she sure as hell became one elitist bitch so what happens here very soon she would deserve every second of it.

She saw the blinker go on and it was a long driveway and it just figured a bitch like Stacy would get knocked up by some rich guy.

[Interac]

Stacy started feeling a little nervous, there was something about Adrianne that was different than everyone else she ever fought.  Adrianne was her size and legit tough and could snap.  All her advantages were nil in this fight.  At the end of the day, Curry had to pay for all the crap she started and today was that fucking day.

She got out of the car and as she stood up she heard Adrianne coming. “Tired of waiting.”  She turned and Adrianne pushed her in between the open door and the car.

 “That drive was so long and then this happens.”  One hand in Stacy’s shirt and “rip” the shirt was ripped down the collar to the middle. 

Stacy was bent in the frame of the car and could scarcely get any leverage but had her car key fob and jammed it into Adrianne’s armpit. Then one foot went back in the car and the other kicked Adrianne away.

“Cheap shot bitch.”

“Fighting at your place aren’t we.”  Adrianne glanced down and saw the key fob still in Stacys hand.

Stacy stepped up and hit a jab, but when she went for a right shovel punch Adrianne was worried for that and caught the punch at the wrist and bicep and pushed Stacy into her own car and slamming the arm into the door three times forcing Stacy to drop her key. “Need a weapon do you?”

Stacy hit a head butt and got her foot on Adrianne’s stomach and pushed away “That was for when you cheap shotted me, I don’t need it to beat you.”

Stacy hit a looping right that hit hard on Adrianne’s left cheek then a similar full swing with the left connecting with the right cheek.  She went for another right but got hit with a jab and it knocked her back a step.

Adrianne spun and hit a kick to Stacy’s stomach and sent her to the tail end of the car.  Stacy bounced off and pulled back for a punch but Adrianne sent her body forward like a dart and hit a clothesline that flipped Stacy Keibler (upside down, landing headfirst on her driveway.)

“Oh you blonde bitch, everything has always come so easy for you…When I’m done beating you it won’t be easy for you to recover, in fact it’ll ….” Adrianne didn’t get a chance to finish as she was picking Stacy up.

Stacy drove forward, lifting Adrianne up and she drove them both into the bushes clean over the driveway long setting pond. They hit the ground hard and Stacy had one leg between Adrianne’s and the other on the outside.  She grabbed at Adrianne’s shirt with her left hand and ripped it clean off then sat up enough to get a bit more power on the punch and hit Adrianne in the chest.

“My life isn’t easy bitch but beating you will be.”

Adrianne turned on her hip and pushed herself away from Stacy and started to get up and was hit in the back from a leaping Keibler.  She fell to a knee but saw both of Stacy’s knee’s on the grass.  She felt Keibler’s arms on her back so she brought her head to the side and had it under Stacy’s right arm pit.


She grabbed Stacy's shirt and ripped apart the remainder of the shirt “What the…” She heard from Stacy then stood up an brought Keibler up and wrapped her arms around the ribs and pushed forward and Stacy turned her hips but both women ended up in the setting pond.

Stacy turned Adrianne around but was quickly turned back and the two leggy amazons were squirming around in the water.  Up on their knees they tried to trap arms by pulling the ripped shirts down but the damp fabric was ripped off and they were both in bras and Stacy went forward hands on Adrianne’s collar pushing Curry down and temporally underwater.

Adrianne got  her feet between the two and flipped Stacy over.  Adrianne crawled out of the water and looked and Stacy was crawling out but to the opposite side.  “Leagues bitch, you never fought  anyone in mine before.”

“You know that isn’t true, its you who is swimming in waters you have never been near.”

Adrianne’s eyes darted down Stacy’s wet and glistening body “When we met, your tits weren’t that big.”

Stacy was impressed with Adrianne’s body  “Neither were yours.”

They didn’t love dealing with each other, even back then it was a question they both raised when neither was around. “Think she can take me?”  Nobody thought Adrianne could take Stacy and that was a big part of the fitness craze

After Stacy’s lost to Erin Andrews, Adrianne began asking that question again and now no one thought Stacy had a chance against Adrianne.  Keibler showed in her last few fights that killer instinct while being stronger and more vicious now the two wondered if they could possibly beat the other.

“You had enough of a break or do you need more time?” Stacy asked hoping Adrianne would continue because beating this bitch was now her Everest.

“Oh you dumb blonde, this shit was just coincidence. I won't be done beating you till I see in your eyes the realization that you are pathetic.”  Curry thought Stacy was all talk for so long...now, finding out she wasn’t, was almost refreshing.

Stacy stepped back in the water and put her finger under her eye. “This is my eye, Adrianne; and all it sees is a loud mouth bitch who needs to be shut up.”  After years in WWE, Dancing with the Stars, hosting shows, being a celebrity.... this was the first woman who truly made Stacy feel inferior. That needed to stop!

Adrianne stepped back into the water. “And these are my eyes Stacy; all they see is a a woman whose ego needs deflating… Erin couldn’t finish the job, but I sure as hell can....and I will!”

Stacy slapped Adrianne and it was quickly answered.  Adrianne hit a second slap and that too was quickly responded to. 

A break from both and then they repeated but the opposite, Adrianne slapped first and got the receipt times two from Stacy.  Adrianne finished the slapping this time, then tried to resume after a moments rest but Stacy caught her slap, grabbing Adrianne’s forearm, then went for one of her own but Adrianne caught Stacy by the forearm and hissed, “Anything you can do bitch…. I CAN!”

Stacy narrowed her eyes and dug her nails into Adrianne’s forearm and when Adrianne did the same Stacy let go of the forearm grabbed Adrianne’s other arm, threw her hips at Adrianne’s middle and arm dragged her over.

“Can’t do that bitch.”

Adrianne hit hard, but her legs were in a advantageous position and she got one behind Stacy’s knee and put her down into the water face first.  Stacy started to get up but Adrianne was on her back she felt her hair get pulled back, “I’m every bit the wrestler you are.”  Adrianne got one arm under Stacy’s, “In fact I’m better.”

She was going for the second half of a Full Nelson but both were slippery and Stacy was fighting the full nelson and got up to her knees and used the slipperiness to get outside Adrianne’s body.  After a minute, Stacy reversed the position and was going for a chicken wing submission but again Adrianne's body was too slippery and she couldn't finish the hold.

Adrianne reached behind her and grabbed Stacy by the head planning to flip her but Stacy let the arm go and spun Adrianne.

Both had the same idea going for the ribs with a bear hug for a potential belly to belly suplex and fought to get arms around ribs.  Arms were akimbo as they refused to not get the move in but ended up palm on palm and pushed away.

“You.”  Adrianne said not tired but angry that neither were getting the advantage. Angry at the uncomfort of being in the water.

“This is all wrong,”  Stacy said she had tried to focus on wrestling but Adrianne was matching her and she matched on power.  The stand still carried on to another skill set.

Adrianne hit a jab and a cross that backed Stacy up and nearly down “Well that was pretty right.”

[Interac]

She went for another cross but Stacy ducked underneath and hit her own one two the two hitting Adrianne flush in the nose.  Stacy knew her right fist landed and hurt Adrianne because it reverbed right up to her shoulder.

Adrianne went back and her hand up to her nose.  Stacy wanted to see the blood pouring out of Adrianne’s nose but the hand was away and the area reddened but there was no blood.  “Nice punch but Lima hits harder.”

Stacy actually smiled and shrugged her shoulders “She actually hits harder than you as well.”

There was a pause as they locked eyes again remembering how before this the Lima fight was arguably the toughest fight both had.  Erin Andrews another woman both fought gave them both a beating but for some reason to both when they talked about fights it was Adriana Lima.

“Its how I know I will beat you… That model never knocked me out.”

“Erin Andrews did”

“You won’t”

“I’m going to make you quit.”

“Come do it then.”

Adrianne threw the first two punches and Stacy blocked both and went for a left hook and Adrianne ducked under and Stacy stepped forward and they switched positions and Keibler was first to react throwing a back hand punch that Adrianne caught at the wrist and pulled Stacy forward and went for a knee but Stacy lifted her own and blocked it.

They both went for a big right elbow and forearms slammed into the other.  They kept them there trying to push the other woman and Adrianne turned her arm and when Stacy’s elbow came toward her she sidestepped and pushed Stacy out of the pool and they were back in the driveway but closer to the house.

In fact they were five feet in front of the door.  “Guess we know the skills are starting to sep…”

Adrianne got hit with a tricky side kick to the stomach.  Stacy then went for a DDT on the driveway but Curry dropped to her knees and blocked it.  She then got one arm between Stacy’s legs and stood up and had Stacy  Keibler up on her shoulders

Adrianne looked over at the three door garage and began to walk Stacy over and got halfway when she lifted Stacy over her head and that didn’t last long and Stacy got down only to get  hit by a hard punch.

Curry went for a second but it was countered and Stacy ducked it and caught it with her arm and bent down and picked Adrianne Curry up in the air.  “Saw some Cesaro guy do this.”

She was walking toward the garage door and had full attention of throwing Curry at the door.  Adrianne, like Stacy seconds before, wouldn’t stop fighting it.  Both were able to easily lift the other... not just lift but power lift.  Adrianne got back to her feet before she was thrown and was shocked as she definitely felt she would have had the power advantage but if Stacy was able to do what she had just done there was no advantage.

When Adrianne got to her feet she fell to one knee but Stacy fell forward and off balanced.  When Stacy turned she was shoved in the air and into the garage door by Adrianne Curry.

Stacy bounced off and Curry got both hands on her throat and lifted Stacy up in the air and threw her back at the garage door bending the door.  “Huh bitch.”  Adrianne put her might behind a thunderous right windmill punch, her left thigh muscles nearly broke through her wet pants, her abdomen up to her shoulder and side and bicep were veined out she was going to hurt Keibler now that she got this chance.

Adrianne Curry was shocked to see that Keibler never went down instead she as leaning down, cheek cut from the punch.  Back against the bent garage door, right elbow on right knee and a wide stance but that punch basically knocked the woman out cold.  “I’m not done yet.”

She straightened Stacy and stepped back to get peak range.  All her muscles bundled up and she was going to hit Stacy with the left and as she uncorked she was clipped with a jab right on the  chin.  The punch wasn’t hard but the fact all Adrianne’s focus was on hitting a punch she wasn’t prepared at all to take one and she fell back two steps.

Stacy took a deep breath and stepped forward her muscles focused and her point of contact was her right fist and she swung with her might just as Adrianne did and connected sickeningly hard to Curry’s cheek

The follow through on the punch made Keibler fall to one knee and she looked back.  Adrianne curry spun completely around and widened her legs and was grasping at air but her face was cut open just as Adrianne had cut Stacys cheek with a thunderous right.

She was able to get her feet set and didn’t go down and turned only to have Stacy get two hands on her throat and lift her up “Who do you think you are.  Do you think you’re special?”  she threw Adrianne into the second garage door bending it but Adrianne bounced off out of sheer rage and leaped at Stacy Keibler and both women went down

“I’m the woman who you can’t beat.”  Stacy bounced up and was on top of Adrianne.

“I’m the woman you should have never fought.”

They were athletically propping the other off while trash talking on how who the better Amazon truly was and back on their feet Stacy had two hand fulls of black Curry hair and was pushing her toward the front door when Adrianne turned her hips and sent Stacy into the door.  “Ready to retire yet, I hope not.”

“You’ll never retire me.  You instagram model fake ass bitch.”

“You’ll die for that.”  Adrianne jumped into a straight kick but Stacy opened the door and Curry flew past her.

Stacy grabbed Adrianne in a reverse bear hug her arms at Adrianne’s waist.  Curry quickly responded with two elbows.  Then got her arm under Stacy’s and broke her grip.  Adrianne spun and both women started trading knees to the left ribs.  Adrianne scratched Stacy’s back and pushed her back holding the back of Stacy’s hair in her hand she looked at Keibler “That’s a pretty mouth, shame if someone”  Adrianne lifted her fist and smashed it down on Stacy’s mouth putting the blonde down.

“You had enough.”

Adrianne shook her hand and spit on a downed Stacy Keibler and started to walk away when her foot got grabbed.  She looked down and before she could pull her foot away it was pulled and Adrianne went face first to the ground.

Curry slapped down and tried to get up right away but could feel Keibler up in the air.  Stacy came down on Adrianne’s back.  Stacy slowly sat up straight and had her ass cheeks.  She reached and grabbed Adrianne by the back of the hair “You don’t have enough to reach my floor yet alone to beat me with a punch.”  Stacy then threw a punch that on landing it felt like it unhinged Adrianne’s jaw.

She held her there and hit a second then allowed Adrianne to drop.  Stacy stayed on Adrianne’s back and looked around her house, her large house she could feel the pain in her body being drowned by the joy of wrecking Adrianne Curry.  The final challenge was done and it was nowhere near the challenge of so many and “They thought you were my most equal, what a fucking joke” 

She didn’t even bother to slam Adrianne’s face she just let go and allowed Adrianne’s face to drop to the floor.

Stacy stood up, her body was magnificent.  A glisten of sweat was making her look like a goddess.  She grabbed Adrianne by the back of the bra and began to drag her by the bra back to the door and suddenly stopped.  Adrianne Curry was still in it and defiant to not be removed.

“This won’t end.”

Stacy let go of the bra and walked more into the hallway “Ok then Adrianne, you don’t want this to end.  I’ll end it when I want.”

Adrianne stood up and fixed her bra and stretched her jaw.  “You won’t end shit, this ends when you say you’ll never be able to fight again.”

Stacy fixed her breasts in the bra and looked over at Adrianne “I said it before you loud mouthed bitch, you don’t have that ability but I do have the ability to do some damage to those tits you just put back in the bra so watch what you say to me.”

[Interac]

She laughed “Bitch, you had to fix those new tits as well and I can go after them but I know more about hurting fake tittied bitches.”

“We both had boob jobs to match our bodies ok.”

“We did and when I’m done with you… You’ll need another one.”

Adrianne began to walk toward Stacy “This is a mistake bitch, we go any further and you find out why you were smart to avoid me all these years.”

Adrianne wasn’t stopping. “No one has ever feared or avoided you… Me on the other hand? No one was stupid enough to try me.”

“People like challenges bitch and you’ve never…”  They traded punches and Adrianne pushed Stacy into the wall where she was shoved back into the other wall. “...been...”  Stacy powered her arms up and hit a knee, “...a challenge.”

Adrianne powered her arms down and forced Stacy’s to the side, looked at Stacy, smiled then hit her with a backhand.  Keibler fell toward the stairway and threw her own desperation backhand but it missed when Adrianne ducked and pushed forward, lifted Stacy in the air and threw her over the railing onto the stairs.

“Stacy you've been challenged by everyone because at the end of the day we all know… you think you're tough but you fucking are NOT!”

Adrianne turned the corner and got kicked in the stomach.  Stacy stood up and went up a step, dragging Curry with her, then tossed her over the rail back onto the floor.  “I’m tougher than you’ll ever be!”

Stacy jumped over the railing but was caught by Adrianne who gasped, “I’m tougher... and stronger...  than you... I'll break your miserable body.”

She turned, took two strong strides and jumped in the air before slamming Stacy down.  “I’m just as famous as you and don’t have anywhere near as many fights… because they knew they couldn’t beat me but... knew they always had a chance against you and your torn apart bra.” Adrianne said as she ripped Stacy's bra off, leaving the front hanging off the sides of Stacy’s tits.

Adrianne spit on her tits, then lifted Keibler by the bra straps, swung her around and around and when she let go Stacy's body went sliding down the hall, leaving Adrianne standing holding her bra in both hands. “I’ll beat you in your own home; in every room if I can; no matter where you go you’ll know you were always second best to me.”

Adrianne ran at Stacy and leaped, her knee aiming for Stacy's head, but Keibler moved and leaned against the wall.  Adrianne turned and Stacy rushed at her; both with their hands in each others hair; twisting and spinning down the hallway, each trying to throw the other. Finally they stopped while Stacy was being pushed back on the wall but Stacy got her feet up.  Adrianne pushed forward but all that meant was giving Stacy more power to push and when she did the two slammed into a door shaking it and causing it to nearly bust.

A loud groan from Curry as Keibler brought her head forward and slammed it into the door again.  “I’ll beat you in every room of my home if I have to, or I’ll beat you in this one Adrianne; you’ll know forever I’m better than you and I’ll never think of you ever again.”

“I think we’ve gone long enough with just one of us topless don’t you?”  Stacy let go of Adrianne's hair with one hand and reached for her bra, but Adrianne caught Stacy’s hand and put her hand on Stacy’s face, then dug her nails in which made Stacy scream.

Curry turned Stacy around and hit three uppercuts to her left tit!  “You do nothing to me anymore.  I’m tired of your ego.  And I can feel it busting just like your tits.”  She ground her elbow into Stacy’s bare tits.  “Pop goes the titty!”

Stacy opened the door and both women fell into the laundry room where Keibler flipped Curry over her. Stacy knew the room and got up first. As Adrianne got up, Stacy used her powerful strides and got two in hands on the counter tops to kick Adrianne in the chest sending her backward to the end of the room where she crashed into a row of cabinets.

“Tits hurt I’ll give you that. I’ll acknowledge now you are worth my time,” Stacy grunted.

Adrianne was getting up and Stacy didn't wait; she got to her, lifted her up by the hair and threw her to the right into the upper cabinets.  Stacy grabbed her again and threw her at the opposite side an again Adrianne crashed hard into more cabinets.

Stacy lifted Adrianne onto her shoulder, walked a step, then jumped and slammed Adrianne down between the washer and dryer.  Stacy got to one knee, looked at the glass window on the front load washer and saw the reflection of her bare tits.  She looked down at the sweaty bra of Adrianne, shook her head and ripped Curry's bra off.

“How do you like this!”  Stacy growled as she twisted Adrianne’s tits. Curry tried not to scream but it was to much and her shriek filled the room.

“GIVE UP NOW!” Stacy screamed as Adrianne tried to pry Keibler's hands from her tits but she couldn't.... Keiblers strength was shocking. 

“WEAKLING!” Keibs taunted.


Adrianne changed tactics, allowing Stacy a horrifying twist just so she could get her arms between Stacy’s. She dug the joint where her thumb and wrist met into Keibler’s elbow joints causing Stacy's arms to collapse and she fell on top of Curry. Adrianne grabbed Stacy's hair and turned her over.

“Neither of us are weaklings but one of us is stronger and tougher... me!”  Adrianne said as she slammed Stacy’s head on the floor twice. Curry rolled her over, but Stacy kept rolling and turned her over again and hit Adrianne’s head on the floor. “Yeah, you aren’t a pathetic weakling, but bitch I am NOT going down to the likes of you.”

Adrianne rammed Stacy’s head into the dryer and turned Stacy again; the rolling got really frenetic between the two powerhouses until Curry got on top but Stacy wormed her way out from underneath and slammed the back of Adrianne’s head into the washer.  Stacy sat on her lap and gave her tits another couple of twists.

“Time to kick you out of my house,” Stacy cackled as she stood up, brought Adrianne up with her only to get punched in the stomach.  Stacy couldn’t prepare fast enough and Adrianne was on  her feet;  locked Stacy in a Suplex position and then suplexed her over the washers, her feet hitting the shelves on the wall and breaking them. Some towels dropped on top of a groaning Stacy Keibler who slid off the counter onto the floor. 

Adrianne kicked the towels off of Stacy and rubbed her shoe on Keiblers face. “Alright bitch you want to get creative with this shit, I’m going to take you to a level you’ve never been.”

Adrianne limped to the sink in front of the window with the towels in her hand.  She thought of all the years of thinking what fighting Keibler would truly be like.  Everything she'd heard about Stacy always made her think ‘she's got nothing on me’ but the one thing about Stacy that stuck out - even in her losses - was she truly knew how to use her surroundings.

Adrianne always felt that was more her strength than Stacy's and even in this a fight at Stacy's house, she had used her surroundings better. Now with Keibler down and basically out, Adrianne had the most vicious idea she'd ever come up with.  For the things Stacy Keibler had done to her, for the ego Stacy had, for anyone ever thinking she’d lose to Stacy Keibler.  She turned on the faucet, put the towels in the sink and muttered, “You deserve this!”

“Go to hell!”

“Waking up are you? I’ll...”  Curry turned to look at Keibler and barely avoided a metallic potted plant the blond had thrown at her. 

“What the hell?” 

Stacy was up and took advantage of Adrianne’s shock as she jumped into a double Ax handle to Curry’s back.  Adrianne doubled over. Stacy grabbed her around the waist, powered her up and threw her to the right.  Then she grabbed her pants and pulled her the opposite direction. Curry landed on all fours and when she looked up, Stacy put her laces on Adrianne’s face and rubbed.

“Just what was it I deserve?” she asked.

Stacy went back two steps to the sink and looked in. “You are a mad genius… This is awesome!”  Stacy took a wet towel from the sink and turned around, but Curry was standing there and in her right hand was the other wet towel.

“Ever been to this level Stacy?”

“No I haven’t… Have you been to THIS level before Adrianne?”

“No but lets jump in together shall we?”

“Oh we shall...”

[Interac]

As much as they disliked each other.  As much as they’ve done to each other at this point.  As jealous as they’ve gotten at the other from the press conference onward there was.  They had no hesitation on this, whipping each other with wet towels was something they both realized was an action they didn’t want to feel.

“Well.”

“Well back… Do you want to feel this towel across your face.”  Adrianne asked twisting it.

Stacy was twisting hers, “Of course not but I want to whip you.”

“You’ll get whipped but so will I....”  Eyes locked. “I know I can beat you with out it.”

They started putting the towels down and Stacy said, “If you could beat me without it, you wouldn’t have wetted the towels in the first place.”

There was a freeze between both strong, fit tough women. “Keibler it wasn’t about needing this to beat you in a fight it was about simply putting more hurt on you… I’m going to make you retire.”

“Your jealousy of me is hilarious,” Stacy said. “You did this because you’ve been jealous of what people think and the fact is, as much work as you put into your body, you aren’t me.”

“Excuse me!?”

“I’m going to run you out of Hollywood bitch, your time is up,” Stacy swore.

Curry gave a scared look. “Excuse me, you'll kick me out of MY city?  Bitch please.”

“I’ll beat you so bad you’ll get rid of that dream that your still famous,” Stacy promised.

“Oh Stacy… Stacy…Stacy.  You’re delusional! I mean that’s obvious by you still hanging out with famous people thinking your famous. But bitch, when I fuck you up so bad those friends will disappear like your job offers.”

“I still get job offers unlike you and I’ll stop your fame,” Stacy snarled angrily.

“I’ll close your window permanently!” Adrianne laughed as the towels were regripped and they began whipping the other wherever they could.  It was mostly legs and left arms that were being ripped up by the wet towels.  But every now and then they’d hit a nice snap to the stomach or an exposed tit.

Then Curry snapped Stacy on the ear and Keibler ended up chest down over the sink, her ear bleeding.  “I’m the tougher woman, I’m the better woman and I’m the woman whose going to retire everything about you,” Curry bragged, twisting her towel up and wanting to rip Stacy's back apart.  She wanted to whip Keibler into the knowledge that there was always a woman that had her number.  Always a woman who had all the same advantages and all the techniques.  She was that woman, but no one ever fought her because she was better than Stacy.

Stacy lost, that shot in the tit took her off guard.  The pain was ignoring because of the battle but then a legit shot in the tit would always freeze you.  She found a way to ignore that but the ear shot killed her balance right away and now she had to do something, the towel was drying and that meant Adrianne’s was too.  Two hits left in hers and one in Adrianne’s, she took the first hit to the back and felt it cut her skin.

Stacy was ready with her towel coiled and snapped it.  She'd hoped to hit Adrianne between the legs but instead hit the upper inside of her thigh. She felt Adrianne's exhale of hot breath on her back and it felt good... a relief.  She backed up and a slapping towel snap across the cheek sent Adrianne headfirst into the cabinets, then down on the counter top with the dryers. Stacy's towel was dry now, the one that Adrianne still held was also dry.  They’d have to wet their towels to continue but overall both had gotten in a couple of nasty shots. 

Stacy stared at Adrianne's back and was happy how it turned out but she still hit another whip with the dry towel across Curry's sexy back which made her arch in pain.   

“Enough is enough of you, time to take away your last vestige of fame,” Stacy said as she looped her towel around Adrianne’s neck. From the moment she felt the towel pass her face Curry knew she was in trouble.  She always felt she was the better woman but one thing people said about Stacy was true... give her a chance to win and she'd take it and be as vicious as need-be to win.  Which meant she had moments to get out of this predicament.

The life being choked out quickly she got her own towel on the inside of Stacy’s leg and lifted it up.  That got pressure off her neck and gave her another life in this fight now she knew she was stronger and pushed back, sending Keibler over the sink into the window.  Stacy’s towel dropped to the floor and Adrianne stumbled forward, losing her towel as well. 

Stacy was in pain and frustrated by the fight - this bitch wouldn’t stay down.  She kicked Adrianne's ass.  Curry was off balance and sprawled on top of the counter above the dryers.

Stacy relaxed for 30 seconds her head hurt now from hitting the window.  She went back for Curry who was starting to stand up, one foot on the floor. Stacy yanked Adrianne's hair and threw her facedown on the counter top.  She reached up for more towels, but Adrianne grabbed one of the metal plant pots, turned and hit Stacy in the side of the head, putting her down against the washers.  Adrianne took some deep breaths, threw the pot at Stacy which bounced back and hit Adrianne in the stomach. 

“Damn!”  they both said in unison.

The washer and dryer were far enough apart and they rested against each, both knowing that thanks to they could still attack, and starting to kick at the other but having trouble getting past the others kicking leg.  They were leg battling and both pulled their legs back and leapt from their knees.  Strong bodies collided and they had a test of strength; hands locked - Keibler’s right in Curry’s left - at a 45 degree angle while Curry’s right and Keibler's left were below their hips.

Knees on the ground and chests forward they went chest to chest; bicep against bicep.  Stacy wished she didn’t have to do this.  She'd never done well with these kinds of contests, but feeling Curry’s tits on hers... Curry’s arm strength was the strongest she’d ever faced - but she was matching her.  She worked out for these moments just so times like when she'd lost a test of strength to Gisele Bundchen could never happen again.  But Gisele Bundchen was no Adrianne Curry!

They had their bodies against each other multiple times in the fight but this time was different.  Adrianne could feel the power of Keibler against her power.  She heard people say how they matched up and how it would be a nightmare for both of them.  Feeling Keiblers chest against hers; feeling the veins of Stacy’s arms; feeling Stacy's shoulder muscles...those were astounding sensations.  The bitch was everything that she'd hoped was 'just talk' but still, Adrianne, knew she was the better woman of the two. As they struggled and Adrianne felt her biceps push past her comfort level, she wondered if she should change tactics and considered her options.

Stacy was worried she was soon going down and didn’t want to have to deal with Curry’s mouth.  She'd developed the idea years ago what to do if she was ever in a position like this again. Now was the time for her to try it!  She dropped forward to let Adrianne think she was winning, then when her callous disgusting mouth of Adrianne began to gloat, Stacy had room to turn her shoulder and flip Adrianne back first into the washers.

Curry's body was on fire right now but she needed to do more. As Stacy grabbed Adrianne by the feet and pulled her toward her, Curry opened a washer door on one of the front loader washing machines. 

“Just so you know, Curry, this is how I show respect to a woman… finding a way to beat her that is unique but proves…” Stacy began.

Adrianne interrupted, “You talk too much at times.”  Then Curry lifted Stacy off her knees, got her feet under Stacy’s hips and shoved her toward the dryers!

The dryers popped open and Adrianne’s eyes went wide as she jumped atop Keibler’s legs, grabbed the blonde hair and smashed the back of Stacy’s head (twice) into a dryer. She tried to stuff Stacy’s head in one but Keibler was fighting with a hand on the open dryer door so Adrianne had to be intent on ending Stacy the way Stacy was about to end her. 

She hit some knees to the stomach but Keibler wasn’t going to allow the dryer door to be slammed on her head and as Adrianne went for one more knee Stacy kicked at the back of Curry’s plant leg and she fell, breaking the dryer door hinge.

[Interac]

Stacy was shocked at how much she was taking and the fact that the bitch wasn’t staying down...surely this had to do it.  She slowly got up and turned Adrianne around only to be kicked! She fell on top of the washer door and broke that door as well.

Stacy looked at Curry who was crawling away and understood why.  It really hurt to have your weight break a door on a washer and dryer.  She slowly crawled after Adrianne and was thankful to see the open dryer door still hanging there.  She lunged and pushed Adrianne in the ass. The brunette fell against the broken door.  Stcay pulled herself further up Adrianne's body, grabbing the back of her pants and hauling only to be hit with a Back Elbow.  Adrianne wanted to do more but she wanted out of this damn room even more!

Adrianne was at the door and fell down because Stacy didn't stop fighting.  Stacy splashed across Adrianne’s back and pushed a hand down Curry’s pants.  The Andrews fight saw a lot of wedgies and for Adrianne she instinctively raised her ass and lower back... Keibler slid off, falling near the door.

Stacy was struggling with how there were no long advantages and maybe this woman was the woman she truly held zero advantage over.  She pulled herself up by a stand and turned only to get a shoulder into the stomach.  The impact lifted her ass up onto the stand.  Adrianne dropped to a knee, her face level with Stacy’s knees. Stacy thought about trapping Curry’s head between her legs and popping it if  Adrianne stayed there for a moment longer.

Curry realized where she was and wondered if Stacy was a woman of her word or not. Stacy wasn’t. She went for the Scissors no matter what, it would end their fight if one of them locked it in. But instead of ending their fight with a leg scissors, Keibler was pulled off the stand onto Adrianne's shoulder.  The strength and determination of this bitch was incredible!

“You are a bitch of your word but I’m going to end this now.” She stepped back and turned to her right then walked down the hallway with full intent to run a few steps and Spike Stacy.  Acrianne was impressing herself with her ability to lift Stacy up like this after fighting for so long.

Stacy grabbed Adrianne’s waist and was starting to struggle; no matter how strong Adrianne was, this was a 135 lb woman with long limbs fighting her and Curry was losing her grip.  When that happened Stacy slipped down and rolled up Adrianne and immediately was standing up stacking Adrianne up with her head between Adrianne’s legs and stopped. Stacy was worried as she made eye contact with Adrianne.  They were there for what seemed an eternity just as Stacy could have ended the fight a moment ago with a Head Scissors now Adrianne was in that same position.

But she wasn’t doing it! Stacy hit her with a punch but Adrianne did use her legs to escape.  She grabbed Stacy’s wrist used flexibility to bring one leg down further and pushed with the other while using her hips to escape out from that side.  She held the arm and went for a Hammerlock. Stacy rotated slightly counter clock wise matching the grappling that Curry had just shown and both were struggling with arms but getting up slowly. 

First on knees.... “You weren’t supposed to be this good,”  Stacy said

“I didn’t think you were this good either,” Adrianne admitted.

Both knew this was going to be a tough fight but this WAS tough.  No one could have foreseen a fight of this magnitude.  For years Adrianne knew she had the tools to make Stacy’s life hell, but not at this level or to fight this long.  Stacy had only been in a single fight close to this level and she'd gotten tired - but here she wasn’t!  Her blood boiled in this fight and it helped that there were no breaks; they were finding out who the better woman was for strength, skill and conditioning.

“You proved yourself Adrianne; no shame in you just leaving now,” Stacy offered.

They were working their way up to the feet and would hit a hard punch to the ribs as they slowly stood up.  They'd also found they were moving toward another room and didn’t even realize it.

“Stacy, you say I’m your better and kiss my clit as a retirement and I’ll leave.   You’re tough and it's awesome, but I am the ass kicker supreme,” Adrianne said.

They were fully to their feet and Stacy didn’t like that comment. She slammed Adrianne into the wall.  Eye to eye, Stacy's brown eyes trying to make those green eyes of Adrianne tear up but Curry was defiant and slammed Stacy into the opposite wall 10 feet away from when they left the laundry room. They traded right knees to the ribs. BAM THUD.  They were slamming the other harder into a wall each time.

For as long as they’ve already fought the slams were making them more determined and powering them up.  Stacy knew something and pushed forward; her ribs hurt from the strong knee of Adrianne but she knew Adrianne’s ribs hurt more because her legs were better so she could put more hurt on the arrogant bitch.

They were near another stairway where Keibler’s push had Curry bent over the railing.  Stacy flipped her over once her back couldn’t be bent no more. 

“How you liking it? How do you like your choice to not leave without me beating you up even more than I already have?”  Stacy asked, looking at Curry who was on the stairs in a great deal of pain.  Stacy reached between and grabbed the long tresses of Adrianne and pulled.  Adrianne’s face was pressed between two columns.

“You figure it out, the more engaged you make me in a fight the more you take my legs away the more I hurt women.  You need a lucky hit to beat me Adrianne...”  Stacy said as she loosened her hold, pulled back, then started lifting Adrianne to her feet. “...that’s why I’m the one women challenged when they wanted the ultimate challenge...not you.  Because you're not as good as me!”

Adrianne got her arms between the columns, grabbed Stacy’s arm and pulled, slamming Stacy into the column.  Curry hurting, but ready to have a receipt of pain, up on one knee lifted Stacy’s head up by the hair and slammed her face into the railing.  Adrianne then locked in a Front Face Lock, grabbed Stacy's pantsa and with a foot on the railing, powered Stacy up, then suplexed her over the railing into the wall!

Her stomach quivering and her leg on fire, Adrianne turned to see Stacy wasn’t moving.  She'd done it! She'd beaten Keibler!  Two Amazons fought, destroyed each other, but in the end SHE had won! Now, she wanted that damn belt after which she would take off her pants and make Stacy eat her out wearing the title belt!

Adrianne began to crawl up the stairs and when she looked back, Stacy was still down. “Alpha.” She powered herself upward.  Years after their first meeting, both only got stronger and today they finally tested themselves. Adrianne slowly got to the top of the stairs, looked back and Stacy still hadn’t moved. 

“They chose the wrong woman if they wanted the ultimate test of how good they are,” she told Stacy who wasn't listening. Adrianne hobbled away from the stairs, thinking to herself, 'I hope the belts' up here.'

Of course, Stacy wasn’t out...although she was close to it.  She knew Adrianne was gone and began to crawl up the stairs.  She reached the top where Adrianne had already been through two bedrooms; next was the master bathroom.  Stacy watched Adrianne leave the second limping; the brunette was hurt but so was she.  Stacy ducked down behind the wall when Adrianne glanced over toward the stairs.

Stacy found the will to get up as Adrianne opened the door. Curry heard footsteps behind her, but it was too late! Adrianne was tackled by Stacy and the fight resumed, with both women wondering exactly what they'd need to do to finish the fight while regretting everything they'd said or done to motivate the other to fight at this level.

Stacy looked up and realized Adrianne didn’t have any pants on. “No pants huh?”  They were getting up and Stacy dove and hit a elbow to the back of Adrianne’s head.  “What were you planning?”  Keibler asked, as she locked on a Front Facelock. She stood up bringing Adrianne up as well. Stacy could feel Adrianne getting ready for something so she hit her with a Kneelift.  Stacy put Adrianne’s arm over her head and thought about the two Suplexes she had taken and about what she wanted to do for her own suplex.

She grabbed Adrianne's panties and lifted her up over her head; she held her and at the 8 second mark her stomach muscles were beginning to shake and she walked back toward the toilet where she planned to drop Adrianne, then take her panties off and get satisfaction.

Adrianne was impressed at how strong Stacy was as the blood rushed to her head as she was held upside down; worried.... but could feel Stacy’s arms trembling.  This was her chance! Adrianne kicked her legs until Stacy could no longer hold her up. Adrianne dropped back down to her feet and immediately landed an uppercut on Stacy’s tit.

[Interac]

She relaxed, taking a moment to recover after being upside down so long, then spun and with her back to the toilet grabbed Stacy’s pants thinking, '3rd times the KO.' Curry tried a suplex but Stacy fought her way down and they traded punches to the side, then they both went for a suplex simultaneously.

Neither could overpower the other but when Adrianne went for another rib punch, Stacy hit her with a snap suplex.  Stacy breathing heavily, rolled backward to sit atop Adrianne, punching her twice in the face before bringing her back to her feet. 

“No messing around this time,” Stacy swore as she lifted her up and immediately Jack Hammer Suplexed Adrianne down.  “Fight is ovah!” Keibler cackled as she got to  her knees and surveyed Adrianne's body “You are truly one tough bitch, one strong bitch; you wanted this and I gave it to you. You just didn’t match up...” 

Stacy stood up kicked her sneakers off and took her pants off. “...to all this.”  She kicked her pants behind her and lifted her leg, straddling Adrianne.  She looked down at Adrianne waiting for her eyes to open... to look at the true dominant amazon.  The sweat rolled down her body, her legs, and dripped onto Adrianne.  Stacy smiled as Adrianne opened her eyes and looked up, taking in the sight of Stacy’s long, strong, lean, perfect legs towering above her... and the smooth underside of Stacy’s tits; the blonde hair of this hateful woman and the smug smile just visible between the perky peaks of Stacy’s small but perfect, tits

Keibler stood there as Curry admired her perfection, then grabbed her arm and began to drag her out of the bathroom.  “You've had enough of me, I can tell.  Time to send you home.”

She nearly had Adrianne to the hall when Curry stopped her. Adrianne got to her knees and grabbed Stacy’s arm, shaking her head and panting, “...not... over.”

Stacy was about to be pulled back into the bathroom probably going in airborne.  There was a brief moment when they made eye contact.  One wished the fight would end while the other was glad to resume beating the other.  Their worst fears of how much damage they’d have to do to the other must have been there at this point.

Adrianne pulled and fell back, grinning as she watched Stacy's body go flying over her.  Her muscles on fire from that show of strength, Adrianne rolled over onto her hand and knees.  Fists on the floor, it felt to her like she was breaking Stacy’s floor with the power of her fists.  Her back hurt and hurt bad, but she was sure Stacy’s hurt just as bad.  Two suplexes each, hers put Stacy into the wall while  Stacy hit her with a Jack Hammer.  If Keibler was able to get up; she was able to get up but she hurt and she hurt bad.

Stacy turned enough that she landed on her hip instead of her back which was fucked up.  Even with all her toughness, all her spite, her will not to lose; her back was still hurting.  Her body control - knowing what was about to happen - concerned two rules: “don’t land on your face” and “don’t land on your back” she was able to roll enough but she was sweaty, battered, beaten...yet also determined and defiant!

Hands down, Stacy looked up to see that bitch Adrianne staring at her in the same position.  She swore she'd break HER, not be broken BY her!  Worst case scenario for their mutual friends was that one day they’d fight.  The thought of those closest to each of them was if one was ever pushed - all that makes her great meant they couldn’t stop fighting.  This was Wonder woman vs Wonder Woman and in the comics it was said that she’d fight until her body just stopped.  Losing wasn’t a option, the only option was to fight on.

“You want to continue?” Adrianne asked hoping for the right answer.

“I’ve never wanted anything more than to keep going,”  Stacy replied and she realized something.  This was it for her, Adrianne was her last true... and really, her only challenge.

“Good it makes everything I ever said right… Now to finish and retire you,” Curry purred.

“When I’m done with you, you’ll leave California in shame,” Stacy answered.

Adrianne’s eyes narrowed. “If I leave, it’ll be my fucking choice.  A bitch like you won’t kick me out.”

“This bitch has never fought anyone like you and I hope we don’t have to kill the other to win.  So that means this fight, in my house, won’t be over until you are out of my home, out of my state...and out of my life.”

“Not a chance you dumb bitch, I’ll be in your life forever,” Adrianne told her.

They pushed off and jammed their hands into the collar bones.  Neither expected how much that would hurt but hurt it did! They turned from the pain which was magnified simply because they pushed off with full leg power.  They cursed and spun around both going for a Roundhouse kick.  Shin hit shin and they dropped to their knees in agony; tried to get up, but couldn’t!!

“Fuck!”

“Agreed… fuck!”

Back turned and went for a Blind Side Kick and foot met foot!  They put their hands down and tried to push the other back.

“My legs are better,”  Adrianne grunted.

“Nothing about you is better,” Stacy said defiantly; shocked at how three times in a row they each went for the same attack and were now stuck in a seemingly equal test of strength.  Their feet slipped and both women fell on the floor.  They slammed their hands down and again were back to neutral.  They got up and Stacy went for a Pele Kick. Adrianne thought about doing it herself but seeing as everything that had just happened she instead moved away and Keibler's kick missed the mark and slammed down to the floor

“Time to shake this up again,”  Adrianne said as she bent and lifted Stacy’s left leg, locking in a Ankle Lock

“Tap out bitch,” Adrianne told Stacy, “then tell me where the belts are.”

She was leaning forward putting serious pressure on the ankle of the screaming Keibler.  Adrianne once again felt victory was in her grasp. “I’ll fucking break it and you know I...” she put more pressure on Stacy's ankle. “...will!”

Stacy used her upper body strength and pushed up enough then tucked her head and dropped so she could grab Adrianne’s ankle. She put Curry down to the floor a foot away from her standalone expensive marble bath tub.

Stacy locked in her own ankle lock but she was first on one knee and Adrianne was shouting in pain but not to the level she was so she started to stand and put more pressure on it. 

”Its over bitch its just over!” Stacy said, starting to shake Curry’s leg. Adrianne wouldn’t give in no matter bad the pain, no matter how much her screams blistered the paint.  She reached up grabbing the bath tub and started to lift herself, easing the pain, then dropped into the tub and Keibler had to let go as she nearly was thrown facefirst into a mirror. 

Adrianne looked up and there was Stacy’s face as she leaned with both hands on the mirror. Curry popped her in the mouth, then kicked her in the side.  Keibler fell across the edge of the tub and Adrianne stood up, her ankle hurting and stood Stacy up.  She looked back and smiled. 'One more suplex might do it,' she thought.

Stacy pushed Adrianne into the mirror stepped in the tub and hit a punch between Adrianne’s tits.  She finished climbing into the tub, bent slightly, her ankle unable to take her weight; got both hands on Adrianne’s tits and dug in, then  started to push her up and back. 

Adrianne, despite the pain in her tits, wasn't going down like this, but she couldn’t uppercut the bitch, so she hit some elbows to the back of Keibler’s neck and head and her grip loosened. She hit a knee and Stacy fell back in the tub.

Adrianne took some deep breaths. She hadn't really had put weight on her foot yet but now that she did, she had trouble and fell back against the mirror.  She slid down knowing Stacy would likely be doing something any second.  That was the theme of their fight - the other was always a moment from turning the fight around.

They were in the large tub.  Stacy and Adrianne on their ass, arms outside the tub, knees up.  Stacy had her right leg between Adrianne's legs; Adrianne had her left leg between Stacy’s legs.  They were both beaten up and as much as Adrianne wanted to do something she was hurting and Stacy wasn’t coming at her so she leaned back and took a breath

[Interac]

Their heads were up, each staring at a woman who refused to accept defeat. They closed their toes on the pussy and both grimaced and leaned forward automatically.  Forehead pressed together, their upper heads ear to ear.

“Stop fighting back already!” Adrianne demanded.

“You’re the one who wanted this bitch,” Stacy reminded her.

“Neither of us wanted it...not THIS much!” Adrianne argued.

They sat in the tub, their toes tearing into the others pussy and thought about the first time they met in 2008.  They'd had their photos taken and could hear people behind them wondering whose ass was better. For Stacy it was the first time she'd  heard that.  Adrianne did everything she could to appear taller than Stacy and even wrote a blog about how she looked down on Keibler.

As they foot fought in this weird position they recalled that night...
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***********2008****************
In a leisure area Stacy Keibler sat she had a text message from Torrie Wilson. ‘how was meeting Adrianne, I hear she wanted to big shot you.’

Adrianne came into the leisure area there was a silent stare then a smile.

“Hi, looks like we got the area to ourselves.”

“I come from a place that mingles with Playmates so when a woman says something like that they usually want to fight.”

Adrianne smiled, “If I wanted to fight you I’d tell you… Just stating a fact, we got the area to ourselves.  I don’t think I shook your hand yet.”

Adrianne had taken a position in the middle of the room legs shoulder width apart,   hands on hips.  For a woman claiming she didn’t want to fight Stacy was getting signals of the opposite.  “Take off your high heels, I don’t want you trying to  seem bigger than me when you're not.”

Adrianne had stayed there, this was after Stacy had fought Anna Kournikova who was at her peak.  They fought to a draw and some said both took the fight lightly but Stacy never used her advantages.  Keibler was a new woman now and it felt like Cury was challenging her and it was something a lot of people would love to see.  Two athletic beasts, blond and brunette, true amazon and maybe she was non-verbally challenging Stacy just as Stacy thought.

A peaked eyebrow from Adrianne and she took off her high heels.  Stacy got up and did the same and carefully brought one shoe next to Adranne’s.  Curry’s heel was higher than hers, they both looked down at it back at each other and back down. 

“Did you know I was going to be here?” 

“Stacy if you and I ever went down a path where things escalated.” 

They stood eye to eye “I’ve never been around a woman that I can stare eye to eye at.  Was told you were taller but my heels are on the ground yours are and we’re eye….to…eye”

********Back in the present***********

Adrianne’s toes dug in a little deeper as they opened their eyes.  Green vs Brown.  They were back to the present but each could see the other had gone back in her mind. Adrianne brought tears to Stacy's arrogant brown eyes as she used her head and got the back of her head on the back of Stacy’s, then dug her toes in again and flung herself up and out out of the tub. Stacy fell forward into the vacant space and her face hit the faucet.

Adrianne was outside of the tub on her feet, her ankle hurt but she could stand. She grabbed Stacy’s arm and pulled her around.  “First...” Adrianne absolutely savaged Stacy’s’ tits with a dig.  Her fingernails dug in below the collar bone and she raked her hand down, leaving large angry red slashes on Stacy’s tits.

Adrianne smiled, “You wanted to go to hell with me back then didn’t you and you were right to fear me.  I was wrong to fear you, I should've gone with my instinct and punched you the first second you got in my face.”


Keiblers face was under the faucet and Adrianne just wanted to win the fight at this point… She wanted this all to end, she never cared how she was going to win just that she was going to win without need of a leg scissors.  “Welcome to Gitmo, bitch”

Stacy got her knees together snuck them up the edge of the tub and power kicked Curry away.  Adrianne crashed into the toilet.  Stacy got out of the tub and looked down at eight scratch mark down her chest.  “You remember too, good.”

Adrianne’s back hurt and her soul hurt.  She thought the fight was finally over, she thought she had finally proven to be better than Stacy Keibler and the fact she was sat against the toilet bowl.  Her neck had just missed crashing into it meant that maybe there was no finish to them fighting.

“You were the first woman to look into my eyes without stepping up a little and looking into yours I got intimidated jut like you did but here we are and you were about to water board me to win this war.”

“Damn right.”  Adrianne tried to kick up at Stacy who caught the foot moved it outside and drove her knee between Adrianne’s legs.

Stacy could see the blood drain from Adrianne’s face, the tears well in her eyes and one started to roll down.  Stacy stuck her tongue out and licked the tear “You wanted this and hey did you like attacking my tits because I’ve sure liked ripping at yours.”

Stacy brought her hands between Adrianne’s tits “You ready… who cares”  arms went outwards and again Stacy Keibler damaged Adrianne Currys tits.  Adrianne turned and her cheek was on the toilet, she couldn’t believe it.  All this and Stacy Keibler had made her feel pains she never knew existed.

Stacy stood up and made sure Adrianne’s nose was on the toilet then began pushing the head toward the water.  “This is happening regardless bitch and I’m going to leave you here ass up in the air and give you what you deserve”

Adrianne was fighting against having her face dunked in that water and swirlied.  She would not be flushed by Stacy Keibler, she would not have this done.  She fought her greatest fight ever and she would not end it by being humiliated by her inferior.

Every muscle in her back and arms were working as she pushed off from the toilet doing everything in her power to stop Stacy from flushing her.  Keibler wanted nothing more than to get Adrianne’s head into that water and keep flushing her ugly face. 
Stacy stood up more but that was the break Adrianne needed to get between her legs.  She hit a fist right into Stacy’s clit, a hard upper cut.  O much focus into the punch and Keibler fell forward on top of the toilet and Adrianne slid back.  Her pain was still unbearable but she had given herself a chance enough to recover and began to crawl out of the bath room.

“You quitting?”  Adrianne stopped crawling away and looked at Stacy who was trying to stand up but fell onto her knees “Well Adrianne do you quit?”

She looked at Stacy and felt something.  She looked down and her chest was bleeding, the last attack broke the skin.  Her pussy hurt and she likely wouldn’t be having sex for a few weeks but her upper cut took that away from Stacy as well.  “Come on Adrianne admit you just don’t measure up.”

“Stacy you want nothing more than for me to quit… I won’t because I hurt you worst than you’ve hurt me, I know I’m better, I don’t know what it will take to finally prove that to  you and to beat you but Stacy I’m not quitting to the likes of you especially after all this.”

Stacy beat her, she knew she won the fight just then.  She should have just let Adrianne crawl out of  here the loser she was.  Stacy needed to hear Adrianne admit she was inferior, that bitch tried to water board her and maybe she wasn’t done with this fight.  No one in her life brought her to this point so maybe beating this bitch was why she asked if Adrianne was quitting because she hoped she wouldn’t

‘This bitch actually thought I’d quit’  Adrianne was in shock, as well as pain.  She beat Stacy Keibler outside her house, she beat Stacy Keibler inside the hallway, inside the laundry and did more damage here yet Stacy thought she was winning “I’ve beaten you in every area we fought in bitch “We’ve fought outside and I won that, I beat you around in the house, ripped your body apart in the laundry, destroyed your back on the stairs, tore into that pussy in here and you think I’m going to quit… Stacy why don’t you look at me right now and say ‘Get a dildo and fuck me hard with the belt because Adrianne Curry’s better than me.’  Say that or tell me the next room you want me to kick your ass in.”

“The only place you’ve gotten the better of me is the stair well… It was impressive I’ll admit that.”  Stacy got up, her pussy not hurting as much she watched Adrianne defiantly get up as well.  Both needed these breaks, their words were giving the other a chance to give up but deep down they knew the fight would end with one being truly and fully beaten.  The win had to be earned in this war.  Two equal super powers going to war, it was a 100 year war taking place.  They just needed time to recover enough to keep going forward.  “I won the bathroom, I damn sure won the laundry room and outside I proved stronger.  You want my belt, you want my championship.  It’s three rooms down.”

Their bodies sweaty and bruised they were five feet apart.  “When I beat you down Adrianne and I will beat you down.  I’M THE ONE”  Crack, Adrianne slapped Stacy Keibler



“Shut up, if I have to break your jaw to …” PAP, Keiblers back hand whipped across Adrianne’s face.

“I’ll wreck your fucking face if you don’t start showing me…”  Adrianne slapped her again but this time with her own back hand

“Show you as a “  Keibler back hand.

“You were right bitch, you are my last fight.”

They stopped slapping “So you quit? I knew I’d beat you eventually, you never had my.”

“Shut up Adrianne, you aren’t my last fight because you beat me but because beating you, breaking you, kicking you out of this fucking state is a peak I’ll never duplicate.  No one else can bring this much out of me.  Congrats you are my obsession.”  Stacy went for a huge right haymaker but it was ducked.

Adrianne pushed forward and they went toward the shower.  Stacy dropped to her hip and ended up throwing Adrianne toward that shower.  Curry hit the floor hard but got up and was pushed into the shower as Stacy ran at her.  Hitting the wall Stacy’s body slammed against Adrianne’s “Don’t you fucking give up.”

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Adrianne pressed her thumbs into Stacy’s temple pushed her forward and bit down on Stacy’s chin.  She turned Stacy and slammed her under the shower head “Don’t worry about my ever quitting, you weak slut.”

Adrianne threw her body into Stacy’s “How do you…”  Stacy turned the shower on and it distracted Adrianne.

Stacy grabbed a shampoo bottle and squirted it at Adrianne then when Curry closed her eyes and stopped from being blinded Stacy grabbed the back of her neck and slammed her face first into the shower.  The water running on both women Stacy pressed her forearm into the back of Curry’s head “Let’s play women’s prison.”

Two punches to the spine then a hand between the legs where Curry shut her legs trapping Keibler’s hand “We’ve been playing that for almost a hour now, still you won’t eat me out like the bitch I made you.”

Adrianne pushed back and the two women who were now extremely slick from the shower were on the ground.  Curry’s back on Keibler’s chest, Stacy went for a reverse choke and Adrianne was trying to roll back and ended up making the choke worst.  Her neck twisted at a bad angle and Keibler trying to tighten her grip.  Adrianne had her hand on Stacys tit and put it between Stacys tit she started to bring it down for a wedgie but instead raised her hand and was seriously considering tapping out when her wet hair and head combined with Stacy’s wet arm allowed her to slither out and she ended up on her back face purple from air being deprived.

She finished her earlier roll back but Adrianne actually bounced back and was out of the bathroom.  Stacy hit her hands to the ground, she had the fight won she knew the tap was coming.  She had beaten Adrianne Curry but the luck had gone against her and now she was back to square one.  To make matters worse she could feel when Adrianne was near her and she wasn’t.  Curry was out of the room that Stacy had done the most damage in.

Adrianne Curry was back in the hallway and looked over at where the stairs were and oh so long ago she had laid a beating on Stacy.  A beating she thought was the end of what was already then a war.  Now she was barely conscious, she had shampoo put in her eyes and had trouble seeing still.  Her tits, my god her tits felt like they were opened up but still she wasn’t done.

Adrianne got her back to a wall and took some deep breaths in no world should stacy Keibler beat her but she had no idea what she had to do to beat Stacy Keibler.

Slowly Adrianne began to get up and she could hear Stacy’s footsteps. 

Stacy Keibler in her life had legitimate fights with just about every playmate, diva and knew when had the fight won.  She just had it won.  She also knew when she lost a fight and maybe Curry had her with the suplex from the stairs into the wall but she wasn’t as convinced of that as she was in beating Adrianne Curry.  All this time fighting one woman in one fight, she knew the fight was longer than the Anna Kournikova draw that was a weird fight as Anna was in her prime.  She should have won that but Anna was so determined not to lose.  All her feuds, all her wars none compared to this and as she got to the door she was looking at Adrianne Curry “I had you.”

“You’re the one who turned the water on dumbass.”

All that was left to their clothing at this point were wet socks and wet partly torn panties.  They were exhausted, they were beaten up and bloody but they were also still fighting.  They stood there and pushed off, bodies not wanting to go on but mentally they were not ready to stop destroying the other

They each took a big step and then traded left hooks.  They turned into each other’s fists and ended up on their ass where they kicked at the other before sliding back and getting back to their feet.  Both went for right hands but Adrianne’s was a fake and she went for a take down.

Her wet socks caused her to slip and not get the takedown.  Stacy was bringing her hips back when she saw the take down attempt ready to fight it.  Stacy ended up backing away and not capitalizing.  She took off her socks and Adrianne looked up at Stacy and slipped her own socks off.

“You just got extremely lucky bitch.”

“Says the woman who was five seconds away from being choked unconscious.”

They were both up and went for takedowns but ended up on their knee in bearhugs.  They squeezed and the damage Stacy had done to Adrianne’s tits made Keibler win that so Adrianne quickly changed tactics and head butted Stacy Keibler

Keibler was stunned so Adrianne hauled back further and hit a harder head butt.  The second one dropped Stacy Keibler and all Adrianne could do was look down at the nose of Stacy Keibler as it was opened up  on the bridge.  She then brought her eyes downward to the tit, in what world do those tits dominate hers

Adrianne grabbed Stacy by the hair and dragged her up to her weak feet.  “You..”  All the words that had been said were no longer available.  Adrianne had been beaten up, her tits were wrecked..  She found the energy to get Stacy up to her feet where she slammed her into the wall.  Speaking was great but she could feel the opened skin on her tits

Adrianne dug her nails into Stacys tits and dug down.  She then grabbed them digging in as far as she could she was twisting at the tits clock wise counter .  Up and especially down Adrianne really leaned in at that staring into stacy’s watering eyes.

“QUIT STACY.  QUIT NOW”  She lifted the tits up she knew the skin was as broken as hers because her hands were feeling warm from blood going between the fingers.

Pushing the tit back up “QUIT AND TELL ME WHERE THE BELT’s TOO”

Adrianne Curry got that out then dropped.  Stacy Keibler when Adriane switched tit tactic from pulling down to pushing up grabbed the panties and drove it up into Curry snatch and was released from the tit torture.

“You…You…”  Stacy grabbed Adrianne by the hair lifted her up and slammed her forehead into Adrianne’s face.   Adrianne Curry fell back into the opposite wall her face completely busted open as Stacy’s was from Adrianne’s head but.  Stacy could truly see the damage she had done to Adrianne Curry.  “Want that belt, want to see that belt”

Stacy got her hand behind Adriannes neck and grabbed the hair and hauled her toward a door.  She slammed Adrianne’s face into the door “Want to see what a fucking championship title looks like.”  She went to hit Adrianne’s face again into the door but Curry blocked it getting her hands on the door

Stacy with her hands still behind Adrianne’s neck controlling the long locks at the roots turned her back into Adrianne.  Keiblers ass went under Adriannes and she flipped Curry onto her chest.  Stacy opened the door and dragged Adrianne Curry in

Stacy lifted Adrianne up to her feet and pointed at the belt .  It was above a bed “That’s my shit, I earned that title championship then and today I proved it again.  She kneed Adrianne in the stomach and prepared her for a DDT when curry returned the front wedgie attack.

Keibler pushed Adrianne away and fell back to her chair she had in the room that was a a living room type area.  Both women now finally took off their panties

Adrianne stayed on her knees and surveyed the room.  A large L shaped couch and in front of it was a portrait of Stacy standing over Adriana Lima.  Below that on the stand was the championship belt.

Stacy was to the right of this seating in her chair.  She looked at Adrianne, Adrianne was fascinated by that championship.  Adrianne had gotten up and took a step for it “You have to earn that.”

Stacy threw the lamp at Adrianne it missed so Adrianne went for the potted plant.  Stacy tackled Adrianne onto the couch before she could get to it.  The two completely nude women were now wrestling on the couch

Stacy hit some punches to Adrianne’s leg and then to her side. Adrianne got her hand on Stacy’s bloody face and dug in then pushed her over and now both women legs and ass were off the couch.  Adrianne pressed her body down on Stacy she could feel the pain in Stacy’s tits as the involuntary howl came from the bitch but she let out a gasp as well. 

Adrainne put her forearm on Stacy’s collar bones pushed down sat up and hit a punch that connected and caused both she and Stacy to slide forward a little

Adrianne rested for a moment her hands on the couch letting her sweat and blood go down on Stacy who barely moved.  That punch might have done it but she had to make sure before bringing the championship home with her.

Adrianne got her feet down and her hands under Stacys arm pits and slowly began to stand up.  She looked back at the coffee table and knew what she had to do.  Up to their feet a few tears coming down from Adrianne as she could barely lift Stacy anymore she was that tired and beaten.  She got Keiblers arm over her neck and got her own arm over Stacy’s for one more suplex this one on the table

Her hand went to where she would grab for the suplex but both were completely nude.  Adrianne tried to grab skin by Stacy’s legs had no loose fat.  Maybe go from the crotch just really dig it in that she destroyed Stacy completely but Adrianne had taken too long and got hit with a body punch that made her spit.

Their bodies were so beaten down that what they were able to take at the beginning no longer existed.

Stacy hit another punch this one to Adrianne’s tit and she felt Adrianne’s legs quiver “Not my tit”  Adrianne let out so Stacy found the ability in her tanks and hit three more punches to the same tit then ripped at it.  She threw Adrianne on the far end of the couch and made a step but that reserve energy was spent and Stacy crashed on the opposite end of the couch needing rest.

Adrianne tried to get up but fell back, they were both resting against the arm rest.  They could hear the others’ deep breath.  Stacy glanced over, she did a lot of damage to Adrianne’s tits.  Stacy’s head but to Adrianne had opened her up, Adrianne Curry was bloody but right now she couldn’t go finish her.

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Adrianne looked over at Stacy there was blood over her stomach from the attack Adrianne had done in the hallway.  Her punches and head buts had that Keibler face hidden behind blood but she felt her own blood flowing down her cheeks.  Stacy’s tits vs her tits both were so damaged.  She knew, Adrianne knew that the fight had gone on way to long and both were on last levels of reserve but she did take pride as she glanced down… She had done more damage to Keiblers pussy than Keibler had done to hers.

Both wanted to find a winner.  They had gone to far, they had taken too much, they were two of the most feared women in Hollywood history to fight against.  They had been fighting for so long and the couch was so comfortable, it hugged their beaten bodies

“How long have we been fighting?”  Stacy barely got out

“I honestly don’t know.  I remember pulling in and all I could think was go retire that bitch.”

“You will retire me, I’m going to retire knowing I beat your ass.  After Erin I promised myself I wouldn’t lose.”

“After seeing you win it all I promised myself to prove that you aren’t as good as me.  I knew it years ago I know it now and I want to prove it once and for all.”

Adrianne eyes went over to the championship, Stacy’s did as well “That proves I’m the best and I’ll die to keep proving it.”

“I’m not going to kill you and you won’t kill me we’re just going to wish we were dead, especially you when you…”

They ha been inching closer to the other.   The Championship was a symbol but this was about two women who truly weren’t going to have a draw.  There had to be a winner

“That belongs to me, taking your pride and kicking you out of this city will  be a even greater championship.”  Getting closer and anger building again

“You were never a real champion, my pride is unbreakable and this is my city.”

“Finish me then because you have never finished anyone.”

They grabbed at hair and then Adrianne’s hand went low.  The one place she truly did more damage than Keibler had done she made Stacy stop

Adrianne fell off the couch and pulled Stacy forward.  Stacy hit face and chest first to the coffee table.  Curry scratched Keiblers ass and looked Stacy wasn’t getting up

Adrianne was on her knees and fell back to the couch and looked at Keibler laid out on the coffee table.  It may not have been a show of power, a show of skill but there was Keibler laid out all the same.  Adrianne tried to stand but it was to early for that so she crawled toward the championship.  She just earned that title belt, she was going to take what she earned and when Stacy woke up she would see what was missing from her house and know that a part of her soul was taken.

Adrianne willed herself to stand up “I did it, I’m the fucking best.”

She took a step but found herself tripped to the ground.  Stacy had taken out a tension strap she used to work her legs out on the couch, it was hidden in the coffee table.

Adrianne rolled onto her stomach and it pulled the strap away from Stacy’s weak hands.  Keibler though pushed off the coffee table and drove both fists into Adriannes stomach then rested on Adrianne Curry.

“My house, I know where everything is.”  She then looked up and saw her championship

Stacy stood up and wiped the sweat and blood off her chest and down on Adrianne.  She then slicked her sweat soaked hair and looked at her hands.  Filled with her blood, also Adrianne’s but a lot of that was hers.  She took a step but much like Adrianne she was too tired for that and fell to a knee.

“Your house, your advantages…”  Adrianne grabbed Stacy’s pussy “My victory”

“Fuck you”  Stacy said through gritted teeth and tears then reached back and grabbed Adrianne’s vagina lips and gave them a twist. 

Curry let go and Stacy fell off both women down on their stomach.  Pain levels beyond any level they had ever reached before.  Bodies had to hold out because neither woman wanted this to be a draw.

“Why”  Adrianne asked, she knew that action just then meant she wasn’t having sex for a long time.  Before that she would have dealt with the fact her body was broken by Keibler but now, now it was different.  She was crawling toward the title.

“I have to win and am tired of you hurting my...”  Stacy was so beaten, more beaten at this point then every fight combined.  She wouldn’t lose at this point, she couldn’t lose.  She had to get her championship and beat Curry with it.  Put it back with Adrianne’s DNA on it.  That would be the ultimate championship

Neither even realized the other was crawling toward the belt.  They just scratched and pulled their way toward it, bodies screaming at them that danger was near but heads telling them to get the Championship use it and wear it as victor.

They got to a side of the display each and started lifting theirselves up and as they got a hand on the title they finally saw the other

They started a tug of war over the championship and both let go and it went flying to the outside and the thunk meant it hit one of the cars.

Both had become so obsessed with victory and that championship meant a physical representation of the victory and superiority.

They struggled to crawl to the championship.  They struggled to fight the other for the last five minutes but the championship belt flying out the window they were with ease running to the window.  The championship had landed on Adrianne’s car “It knows where it belongs.”

“It belongs with me and I’ll wear it as I watch you drive out of this god damn town becaue you aren’t.”

“What’s in that door.” 

“A bedroom”

“Lets fight to the next room then.”

Stacy reached and grabbed Curry by the back of the head and pulled.  Adrianne responded by pushing forward getting her hands on Stacy’s face they both went around and around then shoulders slammed into the door and Adrianne opened it and tried to throw Stacy but ended up monkey flipped very close to the bed.

Stacy tried to kick back up but her stomach absolutely failed on her and she rolled onto it.  Her body was done, she had to finally finish this off once and for all.  Stacy had gotten up,it hurt but she was up.  Adrianne was pulling herself up as well.  Get there and choke her out was all Stacy could think of

When she got there Adrianne had waited for her and when Stacy went for the choke she flipped Stacy over.  Adrianne went to say something but noticed that Stacy had a dildo next to the bed. 

“Oh yes, oh yes.”

Stacy somehow knew what had made Adrianne so happy and immediately turned and reached for the dildo.  Adrianne dove on the bed and was partly on top of Stacy as both reached for it

“Fucking Torrie left that”

“I’ll make you taste Torrie”

Both hands for each on it and Adrianne threw a leg over Stacy and let the dildo go and punched her in the back of the head.  She then pressed stacys face into the bed and finally took the dildo “You sure this is Torries, cause I smell you.”

Adrianne was seating up and slid back so she was seating under Stacy’s perfect ass.  “I do like your ass, its so close to the perfection mine is I hate doing so much damage to it but in the end Stacy you need it  beaten.”  Adrianne slid the dildo down Stacy’s back “I beat it now I’ll do to this ass what I please.”

The dildo got the lower part of Stacy’s back and Keibler twisted her torso around and hit a backhand fist to Curry’s neck knocking her off.  Stacy shoved Adrianne’ legs off her then turned and jut slammed her forearm across Adrianne’s shoulder blades.  Stacy raised her body slighty then drove a elbow into Adrianne’s back.

Keibler looked at the dildo.  She grabbed Adrianne by her sweat soaked hair and raised it slightly and took the dildo from Curry’s hand and was bringing it close to Adrianne’s mouth.  Curry grabbed at Stacy’s wrist but was being over powered and felt the tip on her mouth.

Adrianne was moving her legs and hips as well,  Getting one on the back of Stacy’s legs and was able to get power position pushing Keibler into the headboard of the bed.  Adrianne put the dildo in Stacy’s face but it got pushed back and somehow both women were on their knees with new vigour as they wrestled with the dildo trying to use it on the opponent.

One hand on dildo the other hand on their opponents wrist they were in a push contest shoving that dildo in the others face and it couldn’t be held onto as their bodies got closer.  AS it slipped under their hands it got trapped between their stomachs.  The two women went full wing span and pressed their beaten, broken bodies together.  The tits were especially painful but as they used leg and hip power to try and put the other down with that dildo between them

[Interac]

They were pumping their hips but they had fought forever and fell to their sides.  Bodies still tight, legs got tangled and now they were on the bed.  Bodies entangled with a dildo between their bodies.  The ultimate battle of amazons was on a bed with two of the strongest legged, strongest willed women trying to out body the other

They switched to one arm behind the others neck as they were on their sides The other hand went to the perfect ass digging into ass crack but also bringing their bodies in tight. 

So tight against each other, leg pressure on, thighs used to use try to get the dildo be their advantage.  Calves in a life or death competition against each other as that  and the torn apart tits were trying to put the other woman on her back. 

The most intimidating part for both was all they could see was the white of the other’s eyes.  Tear ducts filling again but so much defiance.  To end on your back was death.

The dildo had slipped below the belly buttons and that was to low for stacy.  Stacy’s damaged pussy couldn’t deal and she loosened everything but especially her calves and Adrianne who also had a damaged pussy but not to the level of Stacy slammed Stacy down onto her back and was really grinding that dildo into Stacy’s pussy mound

Up and down as Stacy suffered it out.  Adrianne enjoyed flicking Stacy’s tits with her own and grabbed both of Stacy’s hands and slammed them over her head “You just got beat bitch, you hear me I fucking out bodied you.  My legs were the real reason, no matter what you did look at you now I fucking won”

Adrianne’s thigh’s had extra purpose now, her hips extra vigor.  “Fuck you, Fuck you and fuck YOU!”  Adrianne put everything she had into her legs and violently dropped her body onto Stacy’s smashing Stacy’s face with her own face.  All of it hurt but it was worth it,she had defeated stacy Keibler

Adrianne sat up and grabbed the soaked dildo.  So much from both women plus god knew hhow many others.  She pinched Stacy’s nose and shoved it down Stacy’s mouth and giggled.  She took it out of Stacy’s mouth and it looked clean.

Broken, blood, gagging.  This was everything Adrianne Curry could have dreamed of.  She beat and broke and most of all humiliated Stacy Keibler.  The war would make both legendary but as Adrianne got up and walked to a closet she looked back at the sick Stacy Keibler still coughing out what was on the dildo.  Adrianne knew both would be talked about for years but she was who won.

She opened the closet and outfits that made Stacy famous were in there.  WWE outftits and Dancing with the Stars.  Adrianne started taking some out and used them to clean herself.  She was scarred up from this fight and would legitimately destroy Stacy’s legacy to make herself as presentable a possible.  The original outfit was there, the Ms Hancock… That one Adrianne put into a bag along with the victorious dildo and threw out the window near her car.  She grabbed a skimpy bathrobe which Stacy would have used for one of her bikini or lingerie contests

Adrianne Curry walked out and heard Stacy saying something.  She didn’t care she won.

“Wheres that bitch going.  I never gave up”

Stacy got up and grabbed a bath robe but looked at her wrecked legacy.  She had numerous small bath robes here meant to show off her legs.  Stacy began to cry for a different reason, her history had been destroyed more than she was.  She could smell Adrianne Curry on her life.  Stacy quickly cleaned herself with one of the robes and put another on.  She limbed out into the hallway and there was Adrianne finding another set of stairs to go down the closest set.

“I didn’t know we were done.”

Adrianne turned around “I won, get over it”

Adrianne started going down the stairs “No you quit, we’re done”

Stacy was at the top of the stairs “You did a lot to me, you shoved that dildo in my mouth you destroyed my legacy but we aren’t fucking finished.”

Adrianne stopped for a moment and thought about what she believed was the conclusion but it wasn’t.  She didn’t stop Stacy, she sure had humiliated her but humiliation was great and all but she didn’t win the fight.  She should have finished Stacy then because now she turned to say something but Keibler was there and the punch aimed for the ear turned into a clothesline that put both women over the railing and ht the ground hard.

“You should have ended me”

“I know and I’ll fix that soon.”  They were on their hands and knees, bodies reinvigorated somehow but still not enough to get up right away

Adrianne thought about kicking Stacy but was crawling away.  She saw a stand to lift herself up on and Stacy was crawling five feet away but in the same direction.  There was a large door way and both Curry and Keibler were working their way up staring daggers at the other.  The never ending fight was going on, Adrianne was cleaner than Stacy but the wounds she cleaned with Stacy’s clothes were still opened.

They both looked into the room they were standing on either side of.  A dining room area, one large table with ten chairs.  A curio below a mirror with two more chairs on the side of it.  Stacy knew there was another exit to the kitchen and then a exit to another hallway with a view and door to the outside where they could see their cars.  It was the first hallway they had fought in

“Years of gold digging finally paid off for you.”

“Whatever Mrs Brady.”

“You’ll pay for that.”

“Called me a gold digger”  They were up in the middle of the doorway trading punches.

Faces were crushed from the punches before now it just added to the days it would take to heal.  Stacy slammed Adrianne into the door frame of six inch wide and very strong material.  The Robe fell open and Stacy went to do more tit damage.  She had definitely won on that score card of who did more tit damage.

Adrianne got her thumbs in Stacy’s mouth and dug on the inner cheeks

That got loosening from Stacy so Adrianne took her thumbs out had them below Stacy’s eyes and tightened her hands then pushed Keibler into the  other side that robe burst open and Adrianne was about to go low knowing what has been giving her the advantage and pretty well had the fight won but Stacy got a hand in the hair and kicked the outside of Adrianne’s ankle sending her stumbling into room.

If Stacy had the tit advantage she knew the disadvantage was her pussy.  Adrianne had absolutely wrecked her and getting pinned down anywhere was a invitation to Curry to go after it even more.

Stacy pushed herself off and hit a punch to Adrianne Curry but had hand go on the small of her back and ended up on a chair.  Adrianne spanked Stacy once and then got hit with a light table setting

That was enough to get Adrianne  to step back which gave Stacy the room to hit a backhanded punch that sent Adrianne face first to the curio

Stacy returned the spank to Adrianne then grabbed Adrianne by the back of the hair but got hit in the ribs with a pull out from the curio.  Now it was Adrianne who turned around and hit a back fist that put Stacy back into the table knocking down two chairs

They were leaning and tired again.  How could they still be standing and still fighting was more of a question than how they could be tired again.  Stacy had her ass on the table, hands keeping her weight.  Big breaths with each caused her robe to further open it was the same with Adrianne who was on the curio. 

Two minutes of rest and a inability to speak anymore at this point.  Energy had to be used for getting the win not talking about victory.  They each took a deep breath which mean that they were ready and both went for a big right hand and ended up slamming fist to fist and they were to beaten.

They cursed and lunged at each other Stacy slammed Adrianne into the curio but was pushed back into the table.  Both womens lower backs were going to need major chiropratic work from what they did to each other.

Stacy put Adrianne on the table but was then shoved off and onto the ground.  Adrianne went to fall on top of Stacy but Stacy rolled under the table.  Stacy grabbed at adriannes hair but got her face scratched so both women rolled away from each other.

The fight had to end sometime didn’t it

They got up to their feet and were on opposite sides of the table.  Big stare down that got broken up as Keibler said “Not the kitchen… We can fight anywhere but the kitchen”

Adrianne smiled “Fucking hell what?  Yeah I understand its where the cookings done plus to many weapons for you to use on me.”

They slowly began moving sideways.  Bodies so beaten and bloody it was a wonder they could keep eye contact, it was a wonder they could walk. 
They got to the end of the table and Adrianne’s punch landed first it was a jab between Stacy’s tits.  Keibler backed up and leaned forward slightly so Adrianne went for a uppercut knock out but Stacy blocked it and hit a punch to Adrianne’s most beaten tit and Curry was on her heels.

Stacy went to follow up but they ended up in a tangle as Curry got her arms up.  The two women found themselves wrapped in each other arms and were twisting and turning trying to throw the other woman down.  Sheer will stopped it from happening but there was nothing they could do as they crashed through a glass door to the outside

[Interac]

They rolled onto their backs thankful for the soft grass.  Bodies screaming to pass out and Stacy heard Adrianne mutter “To far.”

“Yes.”  Stacy wanted to take what Adrianne had just said as an admission of defeat but the truth was she knew it was an admission they officially were gone too far.  Stacy turned her head and Adrianne was on her stomach crawling away.  Maybe she did give up

Adrianne barely had the energy to move she just felt the need to move but the fight wasn’t over unless it was.  When Stacy said yes it had to mean Keibler had no more to give.

Adrianne was nearly to the driveway when she heard “That’s right leave and never come back”

That bitch thinks I’m quitting, maybe I should but I can’t. 

That was the one dominant thought now for Adrianne Curry that and ‘why do we have to continue, there’s the championship and my loot bag.’

Adrianne got up and had the bag as well.  She turned and was shoulder tackled into the door.  The Dildo fell out of the bag but everything else flew up and fell through Adrianne’s sunroof

Stacy felt her hand on something and realized it was a windshield wiper.  She then felt a sharp elbow down on her spine and some knees to the stomach.

“I won’t lose to you.”  Adrianne had a burst of energy when her spine was crushed against her own car.

Another elbow this one to the spine “I’m not losing”  a knee and Adrianne twisted  Stacy around but Stacy smacked her in the face with the wiper. 

That turned Adrianne around but she kept turning and went for a punch only to be lifted up by Stacy and spine bustered on the hood of the car. 

A security force pulled into the driveway as Stacy pulled Adrianne off the car and whipped her in the face with the wiper “NO”  They didn’t do anything, it was obvious what was happening they were there for the end of a Hollywood catfight.  Stacy hit a knee to Adrianne’s stomach then a axe kick to Curry’s back putting her down

“You fucking don’t do nothing.  We fought for to long for you to stop this now.”

Stacy stomped Adrianne’s forearm then her shoulder and finally her back before jumping down and slamming both knees into Adrianne Curry’s back.  Keibler got the wiper with both hands and got it on Adrianne’s face and started to dig “SAY IT… SAY IT”

“Mercy”   Adrianne Curry FINALLY said

Stacy threw the wiper away let the defeated Adrianne Curry drop.  Stacy sat there and was so relieved to have beaten Adrianne Curry she looked at the dildo and grabbed it “No STACY  we won’t let that happen.”

Stacy instead placed it next to the face of Adrianne Curry then leaned down “Remember bitch… Remember who won and who could have used that if she FUCKING chose to.”

“Get that trash off my property and Adrianne remember always I chose not fuck you…”  Stacy willed herself back to her property

Adrianne was helped up and she was holding onto the championship and hid it. She got in the car and put it down in the passenger seat.  She got out and asked one to drive back to her home.  She rested in the backseat clutching the championship title



(Coming soon: Alexa vega vs Sarah Shahi 2, Lucy Hale vs Elizabeth Henstridge, Sarah Butler vs Rachel Melvin, Emma Watson vs Victoria Justice, Adrianne Palicki vs Alyson Michalka)

[Ginny38]

OhhhhhhhhhKAY! THAT was one epic confrontation!

(blue!) This is me holding my breath for the (you better not say 'no') REMATCH!

[Interac]

Likelihood of a rematch is high... Stacy has to go get back her championship title after all