Tyra Banks sneered as she looked across the wrestling ring at Jennifer Garner. Tyra wore a purple sports bra and and trunks while Jennifer wore a brown tank top and tights.
"Did something upset you, Ms. Banks?" asked Jennifer coldly.
"I just never thought I would be mixing it up with a West Virginia hick who just happened to get lucky in Hollywood." said Tyra.
"In West Virginia we take feuds seriously, even when dealing with a California air head." retorted Jennifer.
The bell rang and Tyra and Jennifer grabbed each others hair. Tyra raised her knee up into Jennifer's gut and Jennifer let go. Jennifer's eyes widened, her cheeks puffed out, and air hissed between her full lips as she bent over. Tyra shoved Jennifer back into a corner and grabbed the top rope with both hands. Jennifer grunted as Tyra drove her foot into Jennifer's belly again and again making Jennifer's body bounce with each strike. Jennifer slumped down to a seated position gasping for air.
"What happened to the tough little girl now?" asked Tyra as she stepped over Jennifer.
Tyra grabbed a handful of Jennifer's long brown hair and pulled Jennifer up to her feet. Tyra took Jennifer's arm and shot her into the opposite corner. Jennifer turned and took the hit on her back and opened her eyes just in time to see Tyra running toward her. Tyra jumped and all her weight came crashing down on Jennifer. Tyra stepped back and Jennifer took a couple of stumbling steps out of the corner then crumpled to the mat.
"Come on Jen, this is just too easy." said Tyra as she kicked Jennifer in the ribs.
Tyra ran to the ropes, bounced off, and jumped ready to drop a leg across Jennifer's body, but Jennifer rolled out of the way. Tyra grimaced in pain as she landed on the mat instead of Jennifer. Jennifer rolled to her feet and snapped a kick into Tyra's back.
"Aaahhh!" screamed Tyra as she arched her back.
Jennifer turned the other way and snapped a kick into Tyra's stretched belly.
"oooooo!" spat Tyra as she bent over.
Jennifer kicked Tyra in the back again and she arched her back.
"Oh I could do this all day." said Jennifer as she planted another kick in Tyra's stomach.
Tyra bent over and rolled over on her side curled up in pain. Jennifer backed up, then ran forward, jumped, and dropped her knee on the side of Tyra's head. Tyra twisted in pain as she tried to get away from Jennifer. Tyra slithered under the ropes and rolled outside.
"Now it's time to have a little fun." said Jennifer as she rolled under the bottom rope.
Tyra got to her feet as Jennifer walked up to her.
"Do you remember all that time I spent on TV shows and movies where I had to learn how to fight?" asked Jennifer with a slight smile.
"Oh no!" gulped Tyra.
Jennifer leaned over on her left leg and her right foot was a blur as she kicked Tyra in the thigh, side, ribs, then head. Tyra leaned against the side of the ring, then just slid down to her knees. Jennifer smiled and looked up the referee who was counting both women out. Jennifer lay down on the apron, rolled under the rope, then rolled back out. While Jennifer was breaking the count Tyra reached under the ring and pulled out a sledge hammer. Jennifer was just reaching for Tyra's shoulders to pull her up, when Tyra jammed the top of the sledge hammer into Jennifer's belly.
"Ohh-hooohh!" screamed Jennifer as she bent over and lay her head on Tyra's shoulder.
Tyra dropped the sledge hammer and kicked it back under the ring as she picked Jennifer up. Tyra lay Jennifer on the apron and rolled her in the ring while Tyra climbed in after her.
"You're going to love this one, Jen." said Tyra as she picked up Jennifer's ankles.
Tyra turned Jennifer over into a Boston Crab and Jennifer let out a squeal of pain. The move not only bent her back in an un natural position, but stretched out Jennifer's abdomen as well just after the painful blow from the sledge hammer.
"I was wrong." grunted Jennifer as she tried to reach for the ropes.
"Really, you were wrong? About what?" asked Tyra.
"You're no air head, you're a conniving, wicked, evil witch." spat Jennifer.
"Thank you." said Tyra as she squatted adding even more pressure to the hold.
Jennifer turned to one side, twisted her body, and grabbed the bottom rope that they had just rolled under.
Tyra looked annoyed as the referee told her to break the hold. Tyra let go of the hold and turned around toward Jennifer. Tyra snapped a kick into the middle of Jennifer's gut.
"How are those abs holding up, Jen?" asked Tyra as Jennifer curled up in pain.
Tyra laughed as she watched Jennifer crawl over to the corner and pull herself up. Tyra walked over into the corner and reached for Jennifer's arm. Tyra's bright brown eyes widened when Jennifer spun her into the corner. Tyra clenched her teeth and closed her eyes tightly as a knife edge chop rocked her big boobs. Jennifer fell to one knee, grabbed the middle rope on either side of Tyra and pulled herself forward to drive her shoulder into Tyra's gut. Air hissed out of Tyra's mouth with each of the three quick shoulder blocks that Jennifer drove in to Tyra's abdomen. Jennifer stood up and stepped back leaving Tyra draped on the ropes gasping for air. Jennifer stepped forward, hooked her arm under Tyra's, and flipped Tyra out of the corner. Tyra groaned as she landed flat on her back and lay motionless. Jennifer climbed up to the top turnbuckle and launched herself off and toward Tyra's prone body. Tyra grimaced in pain as Jennifer's elbow drove into her chest. Jennifer grabbed Tyra's left leg and lay back across Tyra's chest. Tyra didn't move as the referee counted to three. Jennifer heard Tyra mumble something and leaned in close to her face.
"You've won this match, but this is far from over." groaned Tyra.
Jennifer just smiled as she got up and raised her hands in victory.
