Post by hawkeye on Jan 5, 2021 2:11:27 GMT
The squared circle had undergone a startling, albeit seasonal transformation when the broadcast returned from a video detailing the rivalry between Becky Clayton and Dayna Erza. The ring-posts were still there, but you could barely see them because they’d each been ‘padded’ with a thick column of artificial snow. There was also a ‘speed bump’ of the white stuff running the perimeter of the squared circle, the top of it barely an inch below the bottom rope. The FAWNatics had plenty of questions, but they were content to put them off for the time being when ‘What the Hell’ signaled the arrival of a fan favorite and former Lightweight Champion.
CHLOE FIELDS:
Delighted by the present of her presence, Upstart Nation leapt to its feet and chanted ‘CHLO-EEE! CHLO-EEE!’ to bring their heroine to the field of battle. Her name a talisman, Chloe Fields blew through the curtain in a flourish of frenetic energy. Heading to one end of the stage to offer the crowd a blown kiss and a spirited wave, Fields followed that with an about face and a sprint to the opposite side to show those supporters the same love. She’d just returned to center stage when the Announcer called, “Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Snow Brawl 2020! The following contest is scheduled for one fall with a thirty minute time limit and it is for the FAWN Lightweight Championship! Introducing first, she is the challenger. Hailing from Boca Raton, Florida, she stands at five feet two inches and weighs in at one hundred and nine pounds. Please welcome CHLOE ‘STRAWBERRY’ FIELDS!”
The Upstart held her position for a few extra heartbeats so the fans could take in her attire for tonight’s chance at LW gold. Instead of her usual pink & black two piece she sported a long sleeved, hooded green-piece done in crushed velvet. Her pads and socks were a matching green while her wrestling shoes were gleaming white with red laces. Another notable change, the longtime brunette had shifted to a wintery silver gray, that vaunted ponytail tied back with a sleek green ribbon. Dropping a wink to the camera, Chloe pulled the hood up and started down the aisle, the lithesome little highflyer zigging and zagging across the aisle to slap every hand extended in her direction.
At the foot of the ramp Chloe went to dive under the bottom rope only to stop short when she remembered the snow. Heading up the steps instead, she grabbed hold of the top rope and vaulted her way into the ring while avoiding the snow massed in the corners. Arms stretched wide when she reached the center of the ring, Fields blew the throng another kiss, then strapped an invisible belt around her trim waist. Giggling when the FAWNatics responded with a chant of ‘TWO-TIME!’, Chloe skipped to the far corner without actually settling in while referee Al Carpenter made a last minute check of her pads and shoes.
“And introducing her opponent, hailing from Blue Bay, Florida, stands at five feet three inches tall and weighs in at one hundred and seventeen pounds. She is the Slappin’ Sensation, ladies and the FAWN Light Heavyweight Champion… MACY RENQUIST!”
MESS AROUND:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=KJlFKmfZGL4
MACY RENQUIST:
The capacity crowd grew loud enough to rattle the walls, their collective decibels evenly split between cheers or bellowing the ‘UH-OH’s!’ that marked the opening to Cage the Elephant’s ‘Mess Around’. Macy herself showed up a few seconds later, the svelte stunner blowing through the curtain atop the stage with both hands stuffed into the pockets of her pink & white varsity jacket that was already open to display the gold she’d been defending for the majority of this year. Approaching the end of a banner year in the sub-125 division, the Beach Blaster looked to storm into 2021 by hanging a loss on another top-tier Lightweight talent. Smiling at the thought of turning Chloe Fields into the world’s peppiest snow angel, the champ took a moment to buff that golden faceplate with her forearm before she started down the ramp.
Much like the challenger before her, Renquist moved back ‘n forth across the aisle to slap hands and pose for quick pictures. And just like Chloe, she chose the steps instead of dipping beneath the bottom rope. But where Fields had vaulted over the strands, Macy leapt onto the top rope and held the position long enough to offer the challenger a cheeky wave. Dropping to the canvas shortly thereafter, the Slappin’ Sensation strolled to the middle of the ring and doffed her jacket to reveal a one-piece identical to Chloe’s, though the blonde’s was a bright red. Her knee and elbow pads were a similar red, but instead of her usual ankle wraps she wore low white wrestling shoes with red laces.
Revealed to be almost solid muscle and sinew once shod of her varsity jacket, Macy undid the belt one handed, hoisted it high and spun in a circle to make sure those assembled got the best possible view. She ended the turn facing Chloe, the blonde making a point to position the title over her head before blowing a kiss to the challenger. Fields answered with a smile, so Macy handed the gold off to Carpenter and strolled to the opposite corner to await the opening bell.
Initial approach following the opening bell proved much quicker than normal because neither champion nor challenger dared start this contest with their backs pressed to the pillar of artificial snow that entombed each of the turnbuckles. Extending her right arm even as she began to circle, Chloe offered her knuckles to Macy and followed that with a quick nod and smile when the Beach Blaster responded in kind.
“Know why I’m wearing green tonight, Macy?” Fields asked, her dark eyes sparkling as the wrestlers’ mutual spiral grew tighter and tighter.
“Of course I do. As champ I got to pick first, thus red was already taken.” she answered, the little blonde stunner clearly pleased with her festively crimson attire.
Chloe giggled, shook her head ‘no’. “Nice try, but I wanted to pick green from the moment they made this match. Because tonight I’m gonna make like the Grinch and steal your Christmas… and that Lightweight Title too.”
Macy arched an eyebrow, flicked a testing slap at the silver fox’s shoulder, wasn’t surprised when Chloe swatted it aside. “Stealing’s bad, Chloe. Naughty even. You wouldn’t want to go on my naughty list, would you?”
“No naughty list for me, sweetness.” Fields tried for the champ’s hair, got a quick, almost playful rebuke for her efforts. “But I’ll be at the top of the golden list. And you’ll be left out in the cold.”
“We’ll see about that, baby.” Renquist lunged and Fields matched her, the blonde and silver battlers going up on tiptoe for a tummy to tummy Collar & Elbow Lock-Up. Macy had the height and weight advantage as evidenced by the way she bulled the former Lightweight Champion back a few steps. Yet for all of that Chloe might’ve been the quicker of the pair because she’d barely ceded those steps when she laid out on hip and tossed Renquist to the deck with a blink and you’ll miss it Arm Drag!
Macy tumbled a short distance, popped up on one knee a few feet shy of the cold corner. Nodding her understanding when Fields pumped a fist for the FAWNatics, Renquist got to her feet and returned to the center for the second Lock-Up of -- the Slappin’ Sensation made her case for Quickest Of Them All courtesy of an answering Arm Drag that had Chloe calling on her old acrobatic training to escape unscathed. “Take a second to inspect that snow, Chlo.” Macy chided. “Touch it. Lean into it. Taste it even. It’ll help you be a little more prepared when I start tossing you from pillar to post.”
Fields’ eyes were as hard as her smile was bright. Friendly or not, the Upstart wasn’t intimidated in the slightest. “Nah, champ gets first taste, everyone knows that. You’ll get the last taste too, even if you’re not champ anymore.”
Macy’s smile faded as she stood up straight. “Oh, I’ll still be champ. But you? You’ll be facedown in the snow.”
Chloe straightened up too, then walked up to within inches of her blonde adversary. “Gosh, you are gonna be SO embarrassed when they’re announcing me a two-time champ and you’re picking snow out of your su--”
CRAAACK!
Macy slapped her opponent’s mouth, not a knock-out shot by any stretch of the imagination, but more than enough to remind everyone of her bona fides. “I can deal with a little snow in my suit, cutie. Will you be ok picking your teeth out of the snoNNNGGGGHHH!”
Chloe slapped her right back, the Upstart Nation giving their heroine a raucous cheer when she jabbed a finger into Macy’s sternum. “Try that again and I’ll match you slap for slap, jerk.” Fields warned. “Then I’ll run rings around ya and crush you comin’ off the top ro--”
Renquist swept her up into another clench only to immediately switch to a Wristlock that allowed her to Shoulderblock Chloe back on her heels before slinging her at one of those snowy pylons courtesy an Irish WhNO!
Chloe whipped around, dropped to one knee and skidded to a halt looking like a runner around to start a race. Straightening up in an instant, she rushed back to Renquist for their most aggressive clinch yet. It lasted maybe three seconds, then Fields doubled the champion over with a pair of quick Arm Wringers and used her leverage advantage to send Renquist careening into the opposite corner with an Irish Whip of her-- ‘Oooooohhhhhh!’ from the FAWNatics when Macy adjusted course and leapt onto the top rope to the right of the snow-encrusted corner and back-flipped out into the void. Twisting around near the zenith, she landed on her feet in front of the challenger with one hand held out to wave ‘no, no’ NO!
Chloe snatched that wrist in both hands and slung the blonde into the strands. Straw Beary’s favorite wrestler raced in the opposite direction as soon as Renquist was on her way, thus ensuring they met in the middle where Chloe leapt up and landed astride the champ’s shoulders, her ankles already locked for the ‘Rana that-- Macy braced both hands against the other silver fox's butt and SHOVED off to spin Fields off in an effortless back-flip that set her down on her feet a short distance removed. Quite unflustered by the escape, Chloe tried for a Clothesline, had it ducked and so continued on to the ropes while Renquist did the same.
The champ proved a little faster on the draw for the second pass, Macy going airborne to lock her thighs around Fields’ ears to whip her to the mat with--more impressed applause from those assembled when Chloe cartwheeled through the momentum to come up vertical no fuss, no muss! Rounding on the blonde with a beaming smile, Fields thrust a hand inches from Macy’s face and waggled off an answering ‘no, no, no!’ thus ensuring that the oneupsmanship would continue for--“RGH!”
Macy shot in, snaked an arm around the challenger’s noggin and slung the both of them to the canvas with an emphatic Headlock Takedown! Hands clasped snug against Chloe’s cheekbone, Renquist simultaneously squeezed down and yoked up on the Headlock to put intense pressure on the challenger’s skull while keeping her face pressed to the Lightweight Champ’s chest. “Slip your way out of this one, cutie.” Macy challenged as she forced the Upstart to carry her weight. “C’mon, let’s get you nice and flushed before cooling you down with that sn--”
Chloe curled in on herself and would’ve ‘smecked’ her legs closed around Macy’s neck if the Floridian hadn’t leaned forward at just the right time. “Oooohhh, almost.” Renquist taunted. “You’re gonna try again, aren‘t you? Hate to think you might submit to a HeadloNGH! NGH! NGH!”
Fields pumped her right knee up once, twice, three times, each shot striking her opponent high between the shoulders. Heavy though they were, none of the Kneelifts broke the Headlock, they did however grant Chloe enough breathing room to get a hand under Macy’s chin and puuuuuuuuussssh her head back at a sharp angle. Macy grimaced, but wouldn’t relinquish the Headlock, in fact she made a point to grind her knotted knuckles against the challenger’s reddening cheek.
“Guuuhhhh… get your damned hand out of my face, ChloeEERRRGGGHHH!” Fields popped her hips and ‘smecked’ both legs around the Macy’s head. Shins crossed even before the first squeeze, she stretched out to break the Headlock, then sat up and squeeeeeeeeeezed until Renquist beat her heels against the mat.
“There, my hand’s out of your face.” Chloe huffed in the midst of bearing down on the Headscissors. “Actually, no it’s not!” The Upstart mussed Macy’s hair for a few seconds, then patted her cheeks and pinched her nose until Renquist was squealing in outraged indignation! “Oh, don’t whine now! Whiners always go on the naughty list. And they’re certainly not good enough to be called champions! In fact,” Fields looked around, caught Al’s eye, “Ask her. See if this naughty little girl wants to give it up before the match really gets started.”
“Don’t waste your breath.” Renquist grunted before Carpenter could offer so much as a word. “These chicken legs aren’t enough to hold me HHHRRRRGGGHHH!”
One hand braced against the mat like a kickstand, Chloe gripped her right ankle in the other and used it to pull the short crossbar of the figure four that much tighter against her opponent’s throat. “What’s wrong, Mace?” the challenger giggled. “These chicken legs giving you some prob--”
Macy grabbed the other silver fox’s encroaching shin in both hands and squeezed hard enough to bring a look of stern concentration to Fields’ pretty features. In the same instant she drew her knees up to her chest only to kick out full force in an effort to pop loose of the Sciss--SMACK! Chloe hunched over the straining blonde and delivered a heavy Overhand Slap to the center of her foe’s washboard tummy! “Not just yet, naughty.” she chided. “You’ve been running roughshod over this division for the better part of a year, it’s about time you got a taste of your own medicine!”
The former champ slapped the current champ two more times, each blow as quick and meticulously placed as the one prior. Renquist didn’t much care for the rough treatment and she let her displeasure be known when she caught Chloe’s wrist in a bear trap clamp in the midst of descending for a fourth slap. “But you’re not gonna run roughshod on me.” there was no humor in Fields’ tone now, she all business as she tried to wrest her wrist loose from Macy’s grip while simultaneously bearing down on those surprisingly brawny Headscissors.
“Who needs to run?” Macy groaned from the confines of her gammy prison. “I’m just gonna slap you back into GRRRRRRRHHHHHH!”
Chloe freed her hand with a grunt, pressed it to the mat and hoisted her butt off the mat to squeeze an obvious pink flush into Renquist’s usually pale features. “No you won’t.” Fields shook her head to emphasize the point. “Your slapping days are through, Ma--”
The Beach Blaster bridged up and twisted around within the confines of the Scissors to press her forehead to the canvas. This was in no way comfortable, yet it was an improvement over earlier circumstances as it allowed her far more mobility. Ignoring the burn on her face as she shifted from forehead to crown, Macy twisted around so both lightweights were stretched out in a nearly straight line, silver fox at the top, blonde bombshell the bottom. Setting her hands to the mat even as the Upstart’s thighs continued to grind at her ears, Renquist sloooooooowly hoisted herself into a beautiful handstand, then dipped as low as she could and pushed off at full speed to escape the Headscissors and land on her feet directly in front of the seated challenger!
The abrupt cessation of pressure made Macy’s head swim, yet she fought through it to lunge in and down to catch Chloe in a Headlock several orders of magnitude tighter than the one she’d originally secured. Not only that, she caught hold of Fields’ right arm, stretched it out full length and deftly trapped it between her thighs in an answering Scissors. “The Slapping’s just getting started, baby.” Renquist explained with a hardworking smile. “Oh and before I forget,” she took Chloe’s nose between thumb and forefinger and gave it a rude, playful pinch, “got your nose!”
Noting the furious patter and scrape of Fields’ stockinged heels on the mat, Al moved closer to his charges and asked, “What do you say, Chloe? Need me to call it?”
“No.” Chloe answered at once. “It’s gonna take more than a Headlock to keep me away from that titlGRRRRRHHHHHHHH!”
Renquist locked her hands into a single fist and bore down with all her strength, the fierce Floridian clearly looking to avenge the snug treatment she’d endured during the Scissors. “Break it, then.” Macy ordered. “Because as much as I’d love to slap your face, I won’t have to if you can’t get outta th--” Renquist grunted in irritation as Fields pressed a hand to her chin and forced her head back at an awkward angle, the Upstart trying to move her attacker’s head into position for another stint in the Scissors. But Macy kept squirming away from Chloe’s hand and the constant, grinding persistence of the Headlock was starting to make the challenger woozy.
A bit of urgent glancing confirmed that the ropes were less than six feet directly north of where they sprawled, so Fields set her feet and free elbow and began to scrabble and scuttle her way toward the promise of freedom. Renquist understood her opponent’s plan and made no move to stop it, though she poured enough power into the Headlock to make every inch of Chloe’s journey a miserable ordeal. It took perhaps twenty for Fields to draw close enough to reach for--“OHH!” Chloe jabbed her hand into the snow packed beneath the bottom rope, drew it back sharply, then grabbed the rubber-coated steel on the second attempt. “Break.” she demanded of the smirking blonde.
“What’s wrong, cutie?” Renquist didn’t squeeze any harder, but she sure as hell didn’t relinquish the hold. “Afraid you can’t take it for another four secMMPPGGHAAHH!”
The Upstart grabbed a big handful of snow and mashed it into the champion’s startled face! Macy swatted it aside and scrambled toward the middle of the ring, the Slappin’ Sensation wiping snow from her flushed features while Chloe hurried to one knee and leaned against the ropes while taking deep, steadying breaths. “Wuuhh… want another taste, Macy?” Fields asked after she’d returned to her feet. “Come and get some, it might help cool ya down.”
Macy snorted in irritation, the blonde clearly irked over having tasted the snow before her foe. “I wouldn’t waste any more of it, if I were you.” she advised. “After all, you’re gonna need something to soothe the sting of the spanking coming your way.”
“I already put some red in your cheeks with the Headscissors.” Fields snapped back. “I can do the same for the other set, if you’d like. Consider it a present.”
Renquist pointed a hip at the silver stunner and gave it a brisk slap. “Give it your best, sugar plum bytGRH!”
Chloe came at her fast, the lightweights locking up with the urgent aggression of Destroyers, all their technical prowess ignored in favor of getting a hand in her opponent’s mug. The challenger struck first, mashing her opponent’s cheeks into a pained fish-face that earned a happy roar from the crowd. Their din grew all the louder when Macy answered with a brisk SLAP to her foe’s mouth! Following up with a second shot to claim full control of their clinch, Renquist jacked Chloe’s jaw with a European Uppercut, then grabbed a wrist and shot Fields at the far corner with as much force as she could muster!
Quick as she was Chloe didn’t have time to turn her back to the snow-sheathed turnbuckles so instead she grabbed hold of the top rope on either side and launched herself up, then backward, the former Lightweight Champion giving Renquist more than enough room to hit the packed powder in her pla--“NNNNNNGGGGGHH!” But Macy hadn’t charged in behind, rather she’d waited around to see if Chloe had a trick up her sleeve and seeing it play out, she charged, leapt and THWHAPPED a beautiful Dropkick between the silver fox’s shoulders!
Chloe pitched forward and hit the snow face and chest-first, the limber little highflier sputtering audibly when she turned away from the cold, pressing damp. Sensing an opportunity to put a real hurt on the challenger, Macy rushed the corner and unleashed a second Dropkick that mashed Fields chest and belly against the snowy buckles. Chloe shuddered and blundered out of the corner, hands swatting and swiping at the powder that clung tenaciously to the front of her green one-piece. She’d relieved herself of the worst of it when Macy caught her in a Waistlock, the blonde digging knotted fists into the pit of opposing stomach. In the next instant she dropped her hips and snapped off a bridge to PLANT Chloe on the back of her head and shoulders in a German Suplex!
Her bridge was perfect and Carpenter wasted no time swooping in to make a count, but the effort was for naught because Renquist somersaulted over the challenger without relinquishing the Waistlock. Hauling Fields to verticality in the next instant, the Beach Blaster traded out her Waistlock for a Double Chickenwing that wrenched both of the challenger's’s arms behind her back. Flashing a smile as she wrenched up on Chloe’s shoulders, Macy got low and crossed another beautiful bridge with an ugly destination for Chloe Fields. Folded in half in the wake of the Tiger Suplex, Fields remained ass over teakettle while Al and the rest of the FAWNatics counted off…
TIGER SUPLEX HOLD:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=DlY1JtKteKI
ONE…
TWO…
The Upstart popped out like a coiled spring to land on her stomach a whisper after ‘TWO!’ Macy made no question of the count, rather she used the brief reprieve to smooth down her hair and make a few adjustments to her red one-piece. “How’d that snow treat you, Chlo? Too cold for your little berry butt?”
“Puhh… please.” Fields grunted as she started to rise to all fours. “I deal with Ice Queens like you all the time. A little snow is nothOOOWWW BRAT!”
Macy spun to one knee and could’ve easily delivered one of her trademark Slaps to anywhere on the challenger’s back, so it’s important to note that she consciously chose to CRAAACK a hard swat to Fields’ glutes! Renquist compounded the slight with another tingly Slap, then helped herself to Chloe’s hood and used it to haul her to verticality without drawing a warning from the ref. With Fields still feeling the effects of those heavy Suplexes the blonde encountered no defiance when she laid claim to Fields’ left wrist and slung her at one snow-packed corner. Unlike her previous trip there was no evasive acrobatics this time around, in fact the tinsel-toned battler barely had time to twist around before she THWHUMPED into the heavy powder. The crowd groaned their sympathy for the damp, chilly landing, then for Chloe herself when Macy rushed in and smashed her tummy with a high speed Broadside Kneelift!
BROADSIDE KNEELIFT IN CORNER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=O5K_KdBxn64
Fields’ backside cut a heavy divot in the snow and she might’ve stayed glued in that unenviable position if Renquist hadn’t caught another Wristlock, prized her out and hurled her to the other side of the squared circle. Macy held off the gas just long enough to confirm the Upstart didn’t have any tricks up her (Green)sleeves and when none appeared she burst into a nimble sprint that gave way to a front handspring just so she could put a little extra flair on the Bytch Slap she CRAAACKED across Chloe’s cheek!
HANDSPRING BYTCH SLAP:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=bdVUvknAvE4
Fields sagged, cried out in distress when the champ hooked a Front Facelock and dragged her out of the corner. Turing to the hard camera to better show off those slap and snow warmed buns, Renquist slung Chloe’s near arm over her shoulders, then grabbed a handful of fabric just above her opponent’s left hip. Considering the speedy delivery of her last two Suplexes, you’d be forgiven for predicting one of the Snappy variety, but instead the Leader of the Renquistition hoisted Fields to high noon and held her there with nary a tremor! Pleased by the show of sinewy strength, the FAWNatics started a count that quickly reached ‘TEN!’ Brawny bona fides thus established, Macy slung / dropped the challenger back the way she’d came, Fields landing on her feet with the ease only a gymnast or acrobat could must--CRAAACK! Macy tagged her with a cheek scorching Bytch Slap, stutter-stepped back and THWHACKED a Super Kick off Chloe’s chin to drop her to the deck in a glassy eyed sprawl!
SUPER KICK:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=ljlN8zG6KAA
The Slappin’ Sensation pounced on the downed challenger, Macy hooking the far leg in a snug cradle while simultaneously pressing her forearm to the silver fox’s cheekbone to make sure she didn’t get up before the…
ONE…
TWO…
THRNOOOO!
Fields escaped the pin with half a second to spare, not only that, she put a little extra sass on it by smacking her blonde across the face in doing so! Macy scowled at the slight but wasted no time questioning the official or trash talking her opponent. Rather she buried both hands in Chloe’s hair and reeled her into a Standing Headscissors. This was followed by an equally snug Waistlock, thus ensuring Fields couldn’t wriggle loose when the Beach Blaster dipped her knees and muscled / spun the challenger up onto her shoulders for a PowerboNOOOO! Chloe slipped her legs off Renquist’s shoulders, clasped her hands behind the blonde’s head and dropped to her tush to THWHONK Macy’s forehead into the deck with a Sit-Out Facebuster from deep in left field!
BERRY SWANK COUNTER @ 00:18
www.youtube.com/watch?v=v6bYLp6jqMw
The strength of it bounced Renquist to her knees with both hands pressed to her aching no--“Gimme that, ya jerk!” Chloe grabbed hold of Macy’s right wrist and wrenched her arm out hard enough to make the champ grab that shoulder in surprised hurt. As for the Upstart, she hooked her right leg across the back of Renquist’s head, then went up on tiptoe and twisted down onto her belly to THWHONK the other Lightweight’s face into courtesy her Shortstack Buster! Macy whipped over and back, the red-clad battler stretched out flat until Chloe hopped on her in a miniature Splash and bundled both legs in a Back Press good for…
SHORTSTACK BUSTER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=6uCC76EZpMI
ONE…
TWO…
Renquist kicked free just after ‘TWO!’ and quickly rolled to the edge of the ring only to stop when she collided with the ridge of hard packed snow beneath the bottom rope. The chill must’ve cleared Macy’s head a little bit because she reversed cour--“NNGGGHHHOOOFFFFHHH!”
Not about to let Renquist avoid the powder after she’d endured it in no less than three corners, Chloe Fields ran the ropes opposite the prone champ and returned with a Baseball Slide Dropkick that caught Macy amidships and sent her barreling through the snow to PWAAAK down flat on her face on the thin blue mats outside the squared circle!
“YEAH, THAT’S RIGHT!” Chloe bounced to her feet and flipped the hood up over her head before stretching both arms wide. Galvanized by the roar from the FAWNatics, Fields hurried to the edge to continue taking it to her fellow Floridian only to change her mind when she saw Renquist had flopped onto her back. Raising an index finger to the rafters, she mouthed ‘One more time!’ then did an about-face and raced to the other side of the ring. Her return was much the same as before but the subsequent dive was headlong, Chloe shooting under the bottom rope neat as you please to come THWHAPPING down across the blonde’s chest with a gorgeous Sliding Splash!
SLIDING BODY SPLASH:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=BVquSFCVJu0
Macy coughed on impact, then let out a disgusted groan when Chloe planted a mistletoe worthy smooch in the center of her forehead. “MMH-WAH!” Fields giggled at the lipstick print she left on Renquist’s noggin. “That’s already more than a naughty brat like you deserves, but darn if I’m not feeling generous tonight!” Helping herself to a double fistful of the blonde’s red collar, Chloe hauled Macy to her feet, then walked ‘em both over to the ring and THWHONKED the champ’s forehead against the cleared portion of the apron. “Oh, don’t think you’re getting off that easy, cutie.” Fields huffed after the initial impact. “Tonight I’m dreaming of a white and gold Christmas!”
With that she marched to the nearest corner, a rough trip that scraped Macy’s cheek and used the rest of her face like a plow on the accumulated snow! Turning Renquist’s head around when they reached the ring post, Chloe put an end to the blonde’s fitful squirming by snagging a handful of one-piece, the seasonally spirited wedgie working in conjunction with the hood grip to give her more than enough control to walk Macy aaaaaaaaaaaaaalll the way to the other corner.
“Not so fun, is it?” Fields’ question was uncharacteristically cold, though there was some obvious heat on the SLAP she leveled against Macy’s vulnerable glutes. “Now lets get back in the ring before you melt away!”
Pulling Renquist away from the apron, Fields whipped around in a circle to make sure there was plenty of ‘oomph’ on the toss that slung her blonde under the bottom rope. Far happier to hop onto the apron now that it’d been brushed free of the white stuff, Chloe grabbed hold of the top rope and sprang to the high rent district, the former Lightweight Champion being quite careful to land astride the strands instead of the snowy column of the turnbuckles. As for Macy, she remained blissfully unaware of Fields’ ascent as she fixed her distended suit and brushed the worst of the snow from her face. Once those fronts were set to rights she got to her feet and wheeled around in search of more faces to sla--“OOOOOFFFFFFHHHH!”
DIVING SEATED SENTON:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=WsFVb6PKVD0
Chloe came off the top with a Diving Seated Senton that THWHUMPED her pert posterior into Macy’s chest with enough force to drive the disheveled champ down onto the back of her head and shoulders! The Upstart remained seated on Renquist’s chest in a near split and bolstered her perch by reaching back to snag the blonde’s left leg in a Half Matchbook. She’d just folded Macy in half when Al dropped down beside them and tolled off the…
ONE…
TWO…
THRNOOOO!
The Beach Blaster powered out onto her stomach with half a second to spare, which was about all the time she got to relax before Chloe snatched her right arm and stretched it out across the back neck. In the next instant she cinched her arms around Macy’s head, secured an S-grip against her cheek and craaaaaaaaanked back on a wicked Border City Stretch! “Tap out!” Fields demanded as she put the screws to the squirming blonde. “Tap out, Macy! I got ya now!”
BORDER CITY STRETCH @ 00:47
www.youtube.com/watch?v=kmClKSU1wgc
“NO!” Renquist stretched out with her free (left) hand, cursed when she realized the ropes were well beyond her reach.
“You’re not going anywhere, cutie!” Fields promised as she continued to wrench and tug. “Not until you hand over the title!” Renquist waggled a ‘no, no, no!’ to Carpenter, though she said nothing to the challenger. Instead she planted her left elbow on the mat used it to start dragging the both of ‘em in the direction of the ropes. “You’re not getting away from me, not that easy.” Chloe promised as the ropes drew closer.
“Yeah I am, brat. You’re not strong enough to keep me NOOOOAARGGGHH!”
Fields fought to a seat, then tumbled over the flailing champ without relinquishing her grip which returned both ladies to a spot much closer to the center of the squared circle. “GIVE!” Chloe ordered when Renquist still wouldn’t submit. “I’VE GOTCHA AND YOU KNOW IT!”
“The hell you do.” Macy was up on her elbow again, that hand clamped around Fields’ wrist in a death grip. “I’m gonna stretch you all over this mat when I get out of EEERRRRGHHH!”
“GIVE UP!” Chloe planted her feet and leaned back as far as she could to add that much more strain to her foe’s neck and shoulder.
“What do you say, Macy?” Al asked the thrashing blonde. “You hanging in there? Need me to call for the--”
Renquist hooked her left arm under Fields' left thigh and rolled her onto her back, the Slappin’ Sensation transforming the agonizing hold into a Roll Up that had Chloe’s legs bicycling frantically as the ref counted…
ONE…
TWO…
THRENOOOOOOOO!
Fields kicked out and scrambled to her feet, the challenger wide-eyed with concern until she realized the bell hadn’t sounded. This relief was followed by a quick Dropkick delivered to Macy’s thighs as soon as the blonde returned to verticality. Backpedaling away from the now penitent Renquist, Chloe hit the ropes and returned twice as fast, the Upstart hopping onto Macy’s posted knee to whip a Shining Wizard at the side of her opponent’s skuNO!
Macy ducked low to avoid the strike and send Chloe into an acrobatic little tumble in a single stroke. Blonde and silver fox rose and rounded on one another at the exact same pace, but it was Fields who closed the gap with a Clothesline leveled on her opponent’s clavi-- Renquist threw herself into a quick somersault so Chloe continued on to the ropes and raced back to the recovering champ--“HHUFFHWHOOOAAAHH!” Macy lunged in low, ‘smacked’ splayed palms into Fields’ tummy and went up on tiptoe while simultaneously shooting her arms overhead to launch the Strawberry Stunner straight into the lights!
Such a steep ascent would’ve meant doom for the less coordinated members of the roster, but Fields regained control of things just as gravity resumed control and she returned to the mat with an effortless little ‘THWHACK!’ The Beach Blaster planted on her left foot and smashed a huge kick across Chloe’s taut midsection when her toes were no more than inch off the ground! Gaping for breath long before she crumpled to all fours, Fields could muster no defense when Macy grabbed a double handful of hair and reeled her into a Standing Headscissors. “Flip your way out of this, sweetie.” Renquist grunted in the midst of applying a Waistlock with the strength of a Bear Hug. Alas, Chloe didn’t have time to flip out of anything before Macy whipped her up onto her shoulders and dropped to a seat to THAWHAM the challenger down flat on her back with a ring-rattling Sit-Out Powerbomb!
SIT-OUT POWERBOMB:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=kPltO9aMEks
Threading her calves over Chloe’s biceps to keep her glued to the mat, Renquist wrapped her arms around opposing thighs and leaned into those upturned haunches while Al counted the…
ONE…
TWO…
THRNOOOO!
Fields clapped her stems against Macy’s ears in a leggy Bell Ringer that disrupted the cover with a whisper to spare. Macy didn’t even spare Al a look to double check, she already had hold of Chloe’s hood to bring her back to verticality. Pressed in snug against Fields’ left side, the Slappin Sensation threaded her right leg around Chloe’s left thigh, then leaned across her back to bar the right arm at an awkward angle. Just like that she threw her left leg over Chloe’s head and pushed down while yaaaaaaaaaaaanking back on the trapped arm! “You wanna give, Chlo?” Renquist asked as her rival began to wriggle in the confines of the Octopus.
OCTOPUS:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=BYy5TBQS1T8
“NO!” Fields answered at once. “I’m not tappNGH! NGH! NGH! NGH! NGH! AAAAAARRRRRRHHHHHH!”
Macy went to work on Chloe’s midsection with a Baker’s Dozen of scintillating Bytch Slaps that had the challenger wincing by the time Renquist cranked the hold even tighter. “What do you say, Chloe?” the official asked upon noting the obvious strain running through his charge’s slender frame. “You want to call it?”
“No.” Fields’ answer wasn’t loud but it was defiant, the tangled highflier grimly holding on as she gouged at Macy’s right thigh with her free elbow. Macy didn’t much care for that, thus she delivered a second round of slapping and even more jouncing with her left leg. “Tell him the truth, Chloe.” Renquist demanded. “You’re done. Don’t make me put you to sle--DAMMIT!”
Fields slipped her left hand between their tangled thighs and dug a claw into the pit of the champ’s knee! Macy felt the Octopus starting to give way, yet she was loathe to release it without making Fields work for it so she climbed over into what looked like a Standing Headscissors. No squeeze here though, Renquist hooked her legs under the silver fox’s biceps and tumbled down her back to bring them both to the canvas with an improvised Sunset Flip! With Chloe stacked on her shoulders, Macy leaned in as close as she could to ensure the…
ONE…
TWO…
THRENOOOOOOOO!
Chloe rolled out of the cover at the last possible second, grabbed hold of Renquist’s ankles and quickly tucked them under her armpits. Sparing a glance over her shoulder to confirm the positioning was correct, Chloe rocked back on her heels, then laid out flat to peel Macy off the mat and catapult her into the snowy corner with heavy ‘THWHUMP!’ It might’ve spread out the impact more than a plain old turnbuckle, but the white stuff was so cold it took Renquist’s breath away and dropped her to her knees in a single stroke. Eyes trained on the penitent blonde, Fields wanted nothing more than to take a few deep breaths before pressing her advantage, but she didn’t dare do so for fear that Macy would use it to do the same. So she sucked it up and ran an arcing loop around the squared circle, Stray Beary’s favorite wrestler practically a red & green blur by the time she sprang up and DROVE both knees into Renquist’s shoulders!
DOUBLE KNEES TO BACK:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=te1o7BR43x8
The impact stuffed Macy’s mug deep into the snow, meaning she was a sputtering, shivering wreck when Chloe grabbed her by the hood and yanked her to verticality. “Don’t look, Mace.” Fields huffed even as she pulled the hood down over the champion’s flushed features. “You don’t wanna see what happens next!”
That might’ve been true of the Beach Blaster, but the FAWNatics let out a pleased roar when Chloe dipped down, forced her head between Renquist’s thighs and boosted her up onto her shoulders in an Electric Chair. Once that was done she caught Macy’s left wrist in her right hand and vice versa, then crossed ‘em over one another to ensure Renquist was quite defenseless when she arched backward in a perfect bridge that THWHAMMED Macy flat against the canvas! Up on her toes in an instant, Chloe bounced the bridge in time with Al’s count of…
STRAWBERRY CYCLONE SUPLEX:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=AgUPwiMSzd4
ONE…
TWO…
THRENOOOOOOOO!
Macy slipped a wrist free of the Upstart’s grasp, allowing her to shoot a shoulder off the mat at the last possible second! Now Chloe did take a deep breath, the former Lightweight Champion steadying her nerves as best she could with the sub-125 gold so close she could almost taste it. Helping herself to a hearty hank of Renquist’s snow-damp hair when she had things under control, Fields dragged the blonde upright just to slip an arm between her thighs and muscle her onto one shoulder for a textbook Scoop Slam in the shadow of the nearest corner.
No worrying about the cold now, Chloe took the top rope in both hands and skipped into a perch atop the third floor, the Upstart tipping a wink to her fans in the instant before she leapt back and tucked into a snug ball that buzzsawed down through 450 degrees of whirling doom only to pop open showing an Elbow Drop pointed at Renquist’s sternNOOOO!
Macy twisted around ninety degrees and scooted closer to the turnbuckle, an adjustment that bounced the crown of her skull into the column of snow. But the cold and damp was more than worth it because allowed her to catch hold of Chloe’s wrist and yank that arm up overhead at the same time she threaded her legs around the challenger’s head! “SUBMIT!” Macy roared as she crushed Chloe’s head and left arm in the center of that snug Figure Four. “SUBMIT CHLOE!”
TRIANGLE CHOKE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y3jL8okCEwA
Fields would not, indeed she waggled a frantic denial to Carpenter to make sure he damned well knew she wasn’t throwing in the towel. Not that this resistance in any way diminished her need to escape this predicament as quickly as possible. Certain she was close to the ropes, Chloe fought to her knees, then braced her free hand against the mat and stretched her right leg back as far as it’d--THERE! “Break!” she groaned to Al. “Break, I’m in the AAAAAHHHH CRAP!”
Macy dug her elbows into the canvas and crawled / dragged them closer to the center, thus pulling Fields’ foot away from the rubber-coated steel. “Give up.” Renquist squeezed that much harder, the Slappin’ Sensation working a death-grip on the other woman’s left wrist to ensure Chloe’s bicep remained tight to her own throat. “I’ll put you to sleep if you don’t quit, Chloe. You know I will!”
Fields didn’t doubt Renquist for a second, she simply wasn’t willing to abandon her effort to become a two-time Lightweight Champ no matter the threat. Gritting her teeth to combat the blood pounding at her temples, the Upstart bulled her way forward to slowly but surely to stack Macy up on her shoulders. Fields didn’t have the oxygen to burn to call for a count, thankfully Carpenter didn’t need any prompting to swoop in and slap the mat…
ONE…
TWO…
THRENOOOOOOOO!
Macy popped her hips and twisted to the side, throwing Chloe onto her hip and shoulder with barely a whisper to spare. Eyes narrowed to black slots as she continued to work the Triangle, Renquist rolled onto her knees to come up seated astride Fields’ chest with the hold cinched tighter than ever. “Last warning, sweetie.” Macy bounced in place, using her pert posterior to drive even more air from the challenger’s lungs. “Tap out or go to sleNGH! NGH! NGH!”
Fields balled her right hand into a fist and hammered away at Renquist’s tummy in a last ditch effort to break that terrible triangle. Alas, the Leader of the Renquistition refused to relinquish her mount, Macy grimly soaking up the blows while she trapped the silver fox’s left arm beneath her right armpit. CRACK-CRACK-CRAAACK! The champ flattened her free hand into a paddle and brought it down on Fields’ exposed face once, twice, three times! Chloe groaned, bucked her hips and ceased her punches so she had that hand to guard against more of those merciless mitts-- Macy grabbed her foe’s wrist and thum-thum-thum-thum-thum-THUMPED it on the mat almost a dozen times before she tossed it aside.
Face almost as red as her hair by this point, Chloe Fields fired a couple soft, fitful knees into Renquist’s rump, the Upstart making it perfectly clear that she wasn’t going to concede physically or verba-- Macy unloaded on her with slap after slap after slap, the blonde leaning on a classic beach wrestling technique to bludgeon her resilient opponent into oblivion. Chloe held on as long as she could, squirming and twisting, occasionally kneeing her attacker’s lower back. But none of this provided any protection for her defenseless face and the combination of Renquist’s heavy hands and the crushing coil of the Triangle Choke had her fading away in no more than fifteen seconds.
Al tapped Macy’s shoulder with two fingers when Fields went limp. This halted the slaps, but he didn’t get a chance to check the challenger’s wrist because the Beach Blaster abruptly shifted from the Triangle Choke to a no frills Schoolgirl Pin. Snatching a wrist in either hand, Macy pinned Chloe’s arms high overhead and bore down with all her weight on the prone wrestler’s mouth and nose as the ref counted…
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!
Macy stood up with the closing bell and made a point to blow some invisible steam off her smokin’ palms prior to letting Al raise one wrist when the Announcer called, “Ladies and gentlemen, your winner via pin-fall and STILL the FAWN Lightweight Champion… MACY RENQUIST!”
Taking a moment to raise her hood, Macy turned her attention to the nearest camera and offered it a winning smile. “Here’s a little holiday greeting from me to the rest of the Lightweight Division. Good girls get presents. Bad girls get coal. But only the BEST girls…” she took the strap from Al and held it aloft for all to see, “…get gold.”
Overjoyed by her present, Macy draped the title over one shoulder and set off on a victory strut while the camera lingered on Chloe Fields, who looked to be dreaming of sugar plums or perhaps just brighter days ahead.
CHLOE FIELDS:
Delighted by the present of her presence, Upstart Nation leapt to its feet and chanted ‘CHLO-EEE! CHLO-EEE!’ to bring their heroine to the field of battle. Her name a talisman, Chloe Fields blew through the curtain in a flourish of frenetic energy. Heading to one end of the stage to offer the crowd a blown kiss and a spirited wave, Fields followed that with an about face and a sprint to the opposite side to show those supporters the same love. She’d just returned to center stage when the Announcer called, “Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Snow Brawl 2020! The following contest is scheduled for one fall with a thirty minute time limit and it is for the FAWN Lightweight Championship! Introducing first, she is the challenger. Hailing from Boca Raton, Florida, she stands at five feet two inches and weighs in at one hundred and nine pounds. Please welcome CHLOE ‘STRAWBERRY’ FIELDS!”
The Upstart held her position for a few extra heartbeats so the fans could take in her attire for tonight’s chance at LW gold. Instead of her usual pink & black two piece she sported a long sleeved, hooded green-piece done in crushed velvet. Her pads and socks were a matching green while her wrestling shoes were gleaming white with red laces. Another notable change, the longtime brunette had shifted to a wintery silver gray, that vaunted ponytail tied back with a sleek green ribbon. Dropping a wink to the camera, Chloe pulled the hood up and started down the aisle, the lithesome little highflyer zigging and zagging across the aisle to slap every hand extended in her direction.
At the foot of the ramp Chloe went to dive under the bottom rope only to stop short when she remembered the snow. Heading up the steps instead, she grabbed hold of the top rope and vaulted her way into the ring while avoiding the snow massed in the corners. Arms stretched wide when she reached the center of the ring, Fields blew the throng another kiss, then strapped an invisible belt around her trim waist. Giggling when the FAWNatics responded with a chant of ‘TWO-TIME!’, Chloe skipped to the far corner without actually settling in while referee Al Carpenter made a last minute check of her pads and shoes.
“And introducing her opponent, hailing from Blue Bay, Florida, stands at five feet three inches tall and weighs in at one hundred and seventeen pounds. She is the Slappin’ Sensation, ladies and the FAWN Light Heavyweight Champion… MACY RENQUIST!”
MESS AROUND:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=KJlFKmfZGL4
MACY RENQUIST:
The capacity crowd grew loud enough to rattle the walls, their collective decibels evenly split between cheers or bellowing the ‘UH-OH’s!’ that marked the opening to Cage the Elephant’s ‘Mess Around’. Macy herself showed up a few seconds later, the svelte stunner blowing through the curtain atop the stage with both hands stuffed into the pockets of her pink & white varsity jacket that was already open to display the gold she’d been defending for the majority of this year. Approaching the end of a banner year in the sub-125 division, the Beach Blaster looked to storm into 2021 by hanging a loss on another top-tier Lightweight talent. Smiling at the thought of turning Chloe Fields into the world’s peppiest snow angel, the champ took a moment to buff that golden faceplate with her forearm before she started down the ramp.
Much like the challenger before her, Renquist moved back ‘n forth across the aisle to slap hands and pose for quick pictures. And just like Chloe, she chose the steps instead of dipping beneath the bottom rope. But where Fields had vaulted over the strands, Macy leapt onto the top rope and held the position long enough to offer the challenger a cheeky wave. Dropping to the canvas shortly thereafter, the Slappin’ Sensation strolled to the middle of the ring and doffed her jacket to reveal a one-piece identical to Chloe’s, though the blonde’s was a bright red. Her knee and elbow pads were a similar red, but instead of her usual ankle wraps she wore low white wrestling shoes with red laces.
Revealed to be almost solid muscle and sinew once shod of her varsity jacket, Macy undid the belt one handed, hoisted it high and spun in a circle to make sure those assembled got the best possible view. She ended the turn facing Chloe, the blonde making a point to position the title over her head before blowing a kiss to the challenger. Fields answered with a smile, so Macy handed the gold off to Carpenter and strolled to the opposite corner to await the opening bell.
Initial approach following the opening bell proved much quicker than normal because neither champion nor challenger dared start this contest with their backs pressed to the pillar of artificial snow that entombed each of the turnbuckles. Extending her right arm even as she began to circle, Chloe offered her knuckles to Macy and followed that with a quick nod and smile when the Beach Blaster responded in kind.
“Know why I’m wearing green tonight, Macy?” Fields asked, her dark eyes sparkling as the wrestlers’ mutual spiral grew tighter and tighter.
“Of course I do. As champ I got to pick first, thus red was already taken.” she answered, the little blonde stunner clearly pleased with her festively crimson attire.
Chloe giggled, shook her head ‘no’. “Nice try, but I wanted to pick green from the moment they made this match. Because tonight I’m gonna make like the Grinch and steal your Christmas… and that Lightweight Title too.”
Macy arched an eyebrow, flicked a testing slap at the silver fox’s shoulder, wasn’t surprised when Chloe swatted it aside. “Stealing’s bad, Chloe. Naughty even. You wouldn’t want to go on my naughty list, would you?”
“No naughty list for me, sweetness.” Fields tried for the champ’s hair, got a quick, almost playful rebuke for her efforts. “But I’ll be at the top of the golden list. And you’ll be left out in the cold.”
“We’ll see about that, baby.” Renquist lunged and Fields matched her, the blonde and silver battlers going up on tiptoe for a tummy to tummy Collar & Elbow Lock-Up. Macy had the height and weight advantage as evidenced by the way she bulled the former Lightweight Champion back a few steps. Yet for all of that Chloe might’ve been the quicker of the pair because she’d barely ceded those steps when she laid out on hip and tossed Renquist to the deck with a blink and you’ll miss it Arm Drag!
Macy tumbled a short distance, popped up on one knee a few feet shy of the cold corner. Nodding her understanding when Fields pumped a fist for the FAWNatics, Renquist got to her feet and returned to the center for the second Lock-Up of -- the Slappin’ Sensation made her case for Quickest Of Them All courtesy of an answering Arm Drag that had Chloe calling on her old acrobatic training to escape unscathed. “Take a second to inspect that snow, Chlo.” Macy chided. “Touch it. Lean into it. Taste it even. It’ll help you be a little more prepared when I start tossing you from pillar to post.”
Fields’ eyes were as hard as her smile was bright. Friendly or not, the Upstart wasn’t intimidated in the slightest. “Nah, champ gets first taste, everyone knows that. You’ll get the last taste too, even if you’re not champ anymore.”
Macy’s smile faded as she stood up straight. “Oh, I’ll still be champ. But you? You’ll be facedown in the snow.”
Chloe straightened up too, then walked up to within inches of her blonde adversary. “Gosh, you are gonna be SO embarrassed when they’re announcing me a two-time champ and you’re picking snow out of your su--”
CRAAACK!
Macy slapped her opponent’s mouth, not a knock-out shot by any stretch of the imagination, but more than enough to remind everyone of her bona fides. “I can deal with a little snow in my suit, cutie. Will you be ok picking your teeth out of the snoNNNGGGGHHH!”
Chloe slapped her right back, the Upstart Nation giving their heroine a raucous cheer when she jabbed a finger into Macy’s sternum. “Try that again and I’ll match you slap for slap, jerk.” Fields warned. “Then I’ll run rings around ya and crush you comin’ off the top ro--”
Renquist swept her up into another clench only to immediately switch to a Wristlock that allowed her to Shoulderblock Chloe back on her heels before slinging her at one of those snowy pylons courtesy an Irish WhNO!
Chloe whipped around, dropped to one knee and skidded to a halt looking like a runner around to start a race. Straightening up in an instant, she rushed back to Renquist for their most aggressive clinch yet. It lasted maybe three seconds, then Fields doubled the champion over with a pair of quick Arm Wringers and used her leverage advantage to send Renquist careening into the opposite corner with an Irish Whip of her-- ‘Oooooohhhhhh!’ from the FAWNatics when Macy adjusted course and leapt onto the top rope to the right of the snow-encrusted corner and back-flipped out into the void. Twisting around near the zenith, she landed on her feet in front of the challenger with one hand held out to wave ‘no, no’ NO!
Chloe snatched that wrist in both hands and slung the blonde into the strands. Straw Beary’s favorite wrestler raced in the opposite direction as soon as Renquist was on her way, thus ensuring they met in the middle where Chloe leapt up and landed astride the champ’s shoulders, her ankles already locked for the ‘Rana that-- Macy braced both hands against the other silver fox's butt and SHOVED off to spin Fields off in an effortless back-flip that set her down on her feet a short distance removed. Quite unflustered by the escape, Chloe tried for a Clothesline, had it ducked and so continued on to the ropes while Renquist did the same.
The champ proved a little faster on the draw for the second pass, Macy going airborne to lock her thighs around Fields’ ears to whip her to the mat with--more impressed applause from those assembled when Chloe cartwheeled through the momentum to come up vertical no fuss, no muss! Rounding on the blonde with a beaming smile, Fields thrust a hand inches from Macy’s face and waggled off an answering ‘no, no, no!’ thus ensuring that the oneupsmanship would continue for--“RGH!”
Macy shot in, snaked an arm around the challenger’s noggin and slung the both of them to the canvas with an emphatic Headlock Takedown! Hands clasped snug against Chloe’s cheekbone, Renquist simultaneously squeezed down and yoked up on the Headlock to put intense pressure on the challenger’s skull while keeping her face pressed to the Lightweight Champ’s chest. “Slip your way out of this one, cutie.” Macy challenged as she forced the Upstart to carry her weight. “C’mon, let’s get you nice and flushed before cooling you down with that sn--”
Chloe curled in on herself and would’ve ‘smecked’ her legs closed around Macy’s neck if the Floridian hadn’t leaned forward at just the right time. “Oooohhh, almost.” Renquist taunted. “You’re gonna try again, aren‘t you? Hate to think you might submit to a HeadloNGH! NGH! NGH!”
Fields pumped her right knee up once, twice, three times, each shot striking her opponent high between the shoulders. Heavy though they were, none of the Kneelifts broke the Headlock, they did however grant Chloe enough breathing room to get a hand under Macy’s chin and puuuuuuuuussssh her head back at a sharp angle. Macy grimaced, but wouldn’t relinquish the Headlock, in fact she made a point to grind her knotted knuckles against the challenger’s reddening cheek.
“Guuuhhhh… get your damned hand out of my face, ChloeEERRRGGGHHH!” Fields popped her hips and ‘smecked’ both legs around the Macy’s head. Shins crossed even before the first squeeze, she stretched out to break the Headlock, then sat up and squeeeeeeeeeezed until Renquist beat her heels against the mat.
“There, my hand’s out of your face.” Chloe huffed in the midst of bearing down on the Headscissors. “Actually, no it’s not!” The Upstart mussed Macy’s hair for a few seconds, then patted her cheeks and pinched her nose until Renquist was squealing in outraged indignation! “Oh, don’t whine now! Whiners always go on the naughty list. And they’re certainly not good enough to be called champions! In fact,” Fields looked around, caught Al’s eye, “Ask her. See if this naughty little girl wants to give it up before the match really gets started.”
“Don’t waste your breath.” Renquist grunted before Carpenter could offer so much as a word. “These chicken legs aren’t enough to hold me HHHRRRRGGGHHH!”
One hand braced against the mat like a kickstand, Chloe gripped her right ankle in the other and used it to pull the short crossbar of the figure four that much tighter against her opponent’s throat. “What’s wrong, Mace?” the challenger giggled. “These chicken legs giving you some prob--”
Macy grabbed the other silver fox’s encroaching shin in both hands and squeezed hard enough to bring a look of stern concentration to Fields’ pretty features. In the same instant she drew her knees up to her chest only to kick out full force in an effort to pop loose of the Sciss--SMACK! Chloe hunched over the straining blonde and delivered a heavy Overhand Slap to the center of her foe’s washboard tummy! “Not just yet, naughty.” she chided. “You’ve been running roughshod over this division for the better part of a year, it’s about time you got a taste of your own medicine!”
The former champ slapped the current champ two more times, each blow as quick and meticulously placed as the one prior. Renquist didn’t much care for the rough treatment and she let her displeasure be known when she caught Chloe’s wrist in a bear trap clamp in the midst of descending for a fourth slap. “But you’re not gonna run roughshod on me.” there was no humor in Fields’ tone now, she all business as she tried to wrest her wrist loose from Macy’s grip while simultaneously bearing down on those surprisingly brawny Headscissors.
“Who needs to run?” Macy groaned from the confines of her gammy prison. “I’m just gonna slap you back into GRRRRRRRHHHHHH!”
Chloe freed her hand with a grunt, pressed it to the mat and hoisted her butt off the mat to squeeze an obvious pink flush into Renquist’s usually pale features. “No you won’t.” Fields shook her head to emphasize the point. “Your slapping days are through, Ma--”
The Beach Blaster bridged up and twisted around within the confines of the Scissors to press her forehead to the canvas. This was in no way comfortable, yet it was an improvement over earlier circumstances as it allowed her far more mobility. Ignoring the burn on her face as she shifted from forehead to crown, Macy twisted around so both lightweights were stretched out in a nearly straight line, silver fox at the top, blonde bombshell the bottom. Setting her hands to the mat even as the Upstart’s thighs continued to grind at her ears, Renquist sloooooooowly hoisted herself into a beautiful handstand, then dipped as low as she could and pushed off at full speed to escape the Headscissors and land on her feet directly in front of the seated challenger!
The abrupt cessation of pressure made Macy’s head swim, yet she fought through it to lunge in and down to catch Chloe in a Headlock several orders of magnitude tighter than the one she’d originally secured. Not only that, she caught hold of Fields’ right arm, stretched it out full length and deftly trapped it between her thighs in an answering Scissors. “The Slapping’s just getting started, baby.” Renquist explained with a hardworking smile. “Oh and before I forget,” she took Chloe’s nose between thumb and forefinger and gave it a rude, playful pinch, “got your nose!”
Noting the furious patter and scrape of Fields’ stockinged heels on the mat, Al moved closer to his charges and asked, “What do you say, Chloe? Need me to call it?”
“No.” Chloe answered at once. “It’s gonna take more than a Headlock to keep me away from that titlGRRRRRHHHHHHHH!”
Renquist locked her hands into a single fist and bore down with all her strength, the fierce Floridian clearly looking to avenge the snug treatment she’d endured during the Scissors. “Break it, then.” Macy ordered. “Because as much as I’d love to slap your face, I won’t have to if you can’t get outta th--” Renquist grunted in irritation as Fields pressed a hand to her chin and forced her head back at an awkward angle, the Upstart trying to move her attacker’s head into position for another stint in the Scissors. But Macy kept squirming away from Chloe’s hand and the constant, grinding persistence of the Headlock was starting to make the challenger woozy.
A bit of urgent glancing confirmed that the ropes were less than six feet directly north of where they sprawled, so Fields set her feet and free elbow and began to scrabble and scuttle her way toward the promise of freedom. Renquist understood her opponent’s plan and made no move to stop it, though she poured enough power into the Headlock to make every inch of Chloe’s journey a miserable ordeal. It took perhaps twenty for Fields to draw close enough to reach for--“OHH!” Chloe jabbed her hand into the snow packed beneath the bottom rope, drew it back sharply, then grabbed the rubber-coated steel on the second attempt. “Break.” she demanded of the smirking blonde.
“What’s wrong, cutie?” Renquist didn’t squeeze any harder, but she sure as hell didn’t relinquish the hold. “Afraid you can’t take it for another four secMMPPGGHAAHH!”
The Upstart grabbed a big handful of snow and mashed it into the champion’s startled face! Macy swatted it aside and scrambled toward the middle of the ring, the Slappin’ Sensation wiping snow from her flushed features while Chloe hurried to one knee and leaned against the ropes while taking deep, steadying breaths. “Wuuhh… want another taste, Macy?” Fields asked after she’d returned to her feet. “Come and get some, it might help cool ya down.”
Macy snorted in irritation, the blonde clearly irked over having tasted the snow before her foe. “I wouldn’t waste any more of it, if I were you.” she advised. “After all, you’re gonna need something to soothe the sting of the spanking coming your way.”
“I already put some red in your cheeks with the Headscissors.” Fields snapped back. “I can do the same for the other set, if you’d like. Consider it a present.”
Renquist pointed a hip at the silver stunner and gave it a brisk slap. “Give it your best, sugar plum bytGRH!”
Chloe came at her fast, the lightweights locking up with the urgent aggression of Destroyers, all their technical prowess ignored in favor of getting a hand in her opponent’s mug. The challenger struck first, mashing her opponent’s cheeks into a pained fish-face that earned a happy roar from the crowd. Their din grew all the louder when Macy answered with a brisk SLAP to her foe’s mouth! Following up with a second shot to claim full control of their clinch, Renquist jacked Chloe’s jaw with a European Uppercut, then grabbed a wrist and shot Fields at the far corner with as much force as she could muster!
Quick as she was Chloe didn’t have time to turn her back to the snow-sheathed turnbuckles so instead she grabbed hold of the top rope on either side and launched herself up, then backward, the former Lightweight Champion giving Renquist more than enough room to hit the packed powder in her pla--“NNNNNNGGGGGHH!” But Macy hadn’t charged in behind, rather she’d waited around to see if Chloe had a trick up her sleeve and seeing it play out, she charged, leapt and THWHAPPED a beautiful Dropkick between the silver fox’s shoulders!
Chloe pitched forward and hit the snow face and chest-first, the limber little highflier sputtering audibly when she turned away from the cold, pressing damp. Sensing an opportunity to put a real hurt on the challenger, Macy rushed the corner and unleashed a second Dropkick that mashed Fields chest and belly against the snowy buckles. Chloe shuddered and blundered out of the corner, hands swatting and swiping at the powder that clung tenaciously to the front of her green one-piece. She’d relieved herself of the worst of it when Macy caught her in a Waistlock, the blonde digging knotted fists into the pit of opposing stomach. In the next instant she dropped her hips and snapped off a bridge to PLANT Chloe on the back of her head and shoulders in a German Suplex!
Her bridge was perfect and Carpenter wasted no time swooping in to make a count, but the effort was for naught because Renquist somersaulted over the challenger without relinquishing the Waistlock. Hauling Fields to verticality in the next instant, the Beach Blaster traded out her Waistlock for a Double Chickenwing that wrenched both of the challenger's’s arms behind her back. Flashing a smile as she wrenched up on Chloe’s shoulders, Macy got low and crossed another beautiful bridge with an ugly destination for Chloe Fields. Folded in half in the wake of the Tiger Suplex, Fields remained ass over teakettle while Al and the rest of the FAWNatics counted off…
TIGER SUPLEX HOLD:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=DlY1JtKteKI
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TWO…
The Upstart popped out like a coiled spring to land on her stomach a whisper after ‘TWO!’ Macy made no question of the count, rather she used the brief reprieve to smooth down her hair and make a few adjustments to her red one-piece. “How’d that snow treat you, Chlo? Too cold for your little berry butt?”
“Puhh… please.” Fields grunted as she started to rise to all fours. “I deal with Ice Queens like you all the time. A little snow is nothOOOWWW BRAT!”
Macy spun to one knee and could’ve easily delivered one of her trademark Slaps to anywhere on the challenger’s back, so it’s important to note that she consciously chose to CRAAACK a hard swat to Fields’ glutes! Renquist compounded the slight with another tingly Slap, then helped herself to Chloe’s hood and used it to haul her to verticality without drawing a warning from the ref. With Fields still feeling the effects of those heavy Suplexes the blonde encountered no defiance when she laid claim to Fields’ left wrist and slung her at one snow-packed corner. Unlike her previous trip there was no evasive acrobatics this time around, in fact the tinsel-toned battler barely had time to twist around before she THWHUMPED into the heavy powder. The crowd groaned their sympathy for the damp, chilly landing, then for Chloe herself when Macy rushed in and smashed her tummy with a high speed Broadside Kneelift!
BROADSIDE KNEELIFT IN CORNER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=O5K_KdBxn64
Fields’ backside cut a heavy divot in the snow and she might’ve stayed glued in that unenviable position if Renquist hadn’t caught another Wristlock, prized her out and hurled her to the other side of the squared circle. Macy held off the gas just long enough to confirm the Upstart didn’t have any tricks up her (Green)sleeves and when none appeared she burst into a nimble sprint that gave way to a front handspring just so she could put a little extra flair on the Bytch Slap she CRAAACKED across Chloe’s cheek!
HANDSPRING BYTCH SLAP:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=bdVUvknAvE4
Fields sagged, cried out in distress when the champ hooked a Front Facelock and dragged her out of the corner. Turing to the hard camera to better show off those slap and snow warmed buns, Renquist slung Chloe’s near arm over her shoulders, then grabbed a handful of fabric just above her opponent’s left hip. Considering the speedy delivery of her last two Suplexes, you’d be forgiven for predicting one of the Snappy variety, but instead the Leader of the Renquistition hoisted Fields to high noon and held her there with nary a tremor! Pleased by the show of sinewy strength, the FAWNatics started a count that quickly reached ‘TEN!’ Brawny bona fides thus established, Macy slung / dropped the challenger back the way she’d came, Fields landing on her feet with the ease only a gymnast or acrobat could must--CRAAACK! Macy tagged her with a cheek scorching Bytch Slap, stutter-stepped back and THWHACKED a Super Kick off Chloe’s chin to drop her to the deck in a glassy eyed sprawl!
SUPER KICK:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=ljlN8zG6KAA
The Slappin’ Sensation pounced on the downed challenger, Macy hooking the far leg in a snug cradle while simultaneously pressing her forearm to the silver fox’s cheekbone to make sure she didn’t get up before the…
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TWO…
THRNOOOO!
Fields escaped the pin with half a second to spare, not only that, she put a little extra sass on it by smacking her blonde across the face in doing so! Macy scowled at the slight but wasted no time questioning the official or trash talking her opponent. Rather she buried both hands in Chloe’s hair and reeled her into a Standing Headscissors. This was followed by an equally snug Waistlock, thus ensuring Fields couldn’t wriggle loose when the Beach Blaster dipped her knees and muscled / spun the challenger up onto her shoulders for a PowerboNOOOO! Chloe slipped her legs off Renquist’s shoulders, clasped her hands behind the blonde’s head and dropped to her tush to THWHONK Macy’s forehead into the deck with a Sit-Out Facebuster from deep in left field!
BERRY SWANK COUNTER @ 00:18
www.youtube.com/watch?v=v6bYLp6jqMw
The strength of it bounced Renquist to her knees with both hands pressed to her aching no--“Gimme that, ya jerk!” Chloe grabbed hold of Macy’s right wrist and wrenched her arm out hard enough to make the champ grab that shoulder in surprised hurt. As for the Upstart, she hooked her right leg across the back of Renquist’s head, then went up on tiptoe and twisted down onto her belly to THWHONK the other Lightweight’s face into courtesy her Shortstack Buster! Macy whipped over and back, the red-clad battler stretched out flat until Chloe hopped on her in a miniature Splash and bundled both legs in a Back Press good for…
SHORTSTACK BUSTER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=6uCC76EZpMI
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TWO…
Renquist kicked free just after ‘TWO!’ and quickly rolled to the edge of the ring only to stop when she collided with the ridge of hard packed snow beneath the bottom rope. The chill must’ve cleared Macy’s head a little bit because she reversed cour--“NNGGGHHHOOOFFFFHHH!”
Not about to let Renquist avoid the powder after she’d endured it in no less than three corners, Chloe Fields ran the ropes opposite the prone champ and returned with a Baseball Slide Dropkick that caught Macy amidships and sent her barreling through the snow to PWAAAK down flat on her face on the thin blue mats outside the squared circle!
“YEAH, THAT’S RIGHT!” Chloe bounced to her feet and flipped the hood up over her head before stretching both arms wide. Galvanized by the roar from the FAWNatics, Fields hurried to the edge to continue taking it to her fellow Floridian only to change her mind when she saw Renquist had flopped onto her back. Raising an index finger to the rafters, she mouthed ‘One more time!’ then did an about-face and raced to the other side of the ring. Her return was much the same as before but the subsequent dive was headlong, Chloe shooting under the bottom rope neat as you please to come THWHAPPING down across the blonde’s chest with a gorgeous Sliding Splash!
SLIDING BODY SPLASH:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=BVquSFCVJu0
Macy coughed on impact, then let out a disgusted groan when Chloe planted a mistletoe worthy smooch in the center of her forehead. “MMH-WAH!” Fields giggled at the lipstick print she left on Renquist’s noggin. “That’s already more than a naughty brat like you deserves, but darn if I’m not feeling generous tonight!” Helping herself to a double fistful of the blonde’s red collar, Chloe hauled Macy to her feet, then walked ‘em both over to the ring and THWHONKED the champ’s forehead against the cleared portion of the apron. “Oh, don’t think you’re getting off that easy, cutie.” Fields huffed after the initial impact. “Tonight I’m dreaming of a white and gold Christmas!”
With that she marched to the nearest corner, a rough trip that scraped Macy’s cheek and used the rest of her face like a plow on the accumulated snow! Turning Renquist’s head around when they reached the ring post, Chloe put an end to the blonde’s fitful squirming by snagging a handful of one-piece, the seasonally spirited wedgie working in conjunction with the hood grip to give her more than enough control to walk Macy aaaaaaaaaaaaaalll the way to the other corner.
“Not so fun, is it?” Fields’ question was uncharacteristically cold, though there was some obvious heat on the SLAP she leveled against Macy’s vulnerable glutes. “Now lets get back in the ring before you melt away!”
Pulling Renquist away from the apron, Fields whipped around in a circle to make sure there was plenty of ‘oomph’ on the toss that slung her blonde under the bottom rope. Far happier to hop onto the apron now that it’d been brushed free of the white stuff, Chloe grabbed hold of the top rope and sprang to the high rent district, the former Lightweight Champion being quite careful to land astride the strands instead of the snowy column of the turnbuckles. As for Macy, she remained blissfully unaware of Fields’ ascent as she fixed her distended suit and brushed the worst of the snow from her face. Once those fronts were set to rights she got to her feet and wheeled around in search of more faces to sla--“OOOOOFFFFFFHHHH!”
DIVING SEATED SENTON:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=WsFVb6PKVD0
Chloe came off the top with a Diving Seated Senton that THWHUMPED her pert posterior into Macy’s chest with enough force to drive the disheveled champ down onto the back of her head and shoulders! The Upstart remained seated on Renquist’s chest in a near split and bolstered her perch by reaching back to snag the blonde’s left leg in a Half Matchbook. She’d just folded Macy in half when Al dropped down beside them and tolled off the…
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TWO…
THRNOOOO!
The Beach Blaster powered out onto her stomach with half a second to spare, which was about all the time she got to relax before Chloe snatched her right arm and stretched it out across the back neck. In the next instant she cinched her arms around Macy’s head, secured an S-grip against her cheek and craaaaaaaaanked back on a wicked Border City Stretch! “Tap out!” Fields demanded as she put the screws to the squirming blonde. “Tap out, Macy! I got ya now!”
BORDER CITY STRETCH @ 00:47
www.youtube.com/watch?v=kmClKSU1wgc
“NO!” Renquist stretched out with her free (left) hand, cursed when she realized the ropes were well beyond her reach.
“You’re not going anywhere, cutie!” Fields promised as she continued to wrench and tug. “Not until you hand over the title!” Renquist waggled a ‘no, no, no!’ to Carpenter, though she said nothing to the challenger. Instead she planted her left elbow on the mat used it to start dragging the both of ‘em in the direction of the ropes. “You’re not getting away from me, not that easy.” Chloe promised as the ropes drew closer.
“Yeah I am, brat. You’re not strong enough to keep me NOOOOAARGGGHH!”
Fields fought to a seat, then tumbled over the flailing champ without relinquishing her grip which returned both ladies to a spot much closer to the center of the squared circle. “GIVE!” Chloe ordered when Renquist still wouldn’t submit. “I’VE GOTCHA AND YOU KNOW IT!”
“The hell you do.” Macy was up on her elbow again, that hand clamped around Fields’ wrist in a death grip. “I’m gonna stretch you all over this mat when I get out of EEERRRRGHHH!”
“GIVE UP!” Chloe planted her feet and leaned back as far as she could to add that much more strain to her foe’s neck and shoulder.
“What do you say, Macy?” Al asked the thrashing blonde. “You hanging in there? Need me to call for the--”
Renquist hooked her left arm under Fields' left thigh and rolled her onto her back, the Slappin’ Sensation transforming the agonizing hold into a Roll Up that had Chloe’s legs bicycling frantically as the ref counted…
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TWO…
THRENOOOOOOOO!
Fields kicked out and scrambled to her feet, the challenger wide-eyed with concern until she realized the bell hadn’t sounded. This relief was followed by a quick Dropkick delivered to Macy’s thighs as soon as the blonde returned to verticality. Backpedaling away from the now penitent Renquist, Chloe hit the ropes and returned twice as fast, the Upstart hopping onto Macy’s posted knee to whip a Shining Wizard at the side of her opponent’s skuNO!
Macy ducked low to avoid the strike and send Chloe into an acrobatic little tumble in a single stroke. Blonde and silver fox rose and rounded on one another at the exact same pace, but it was Fields who closed the gap with a Clothesline leveled on her opponent’s clavi-- Renquist threw herself into a quick somersault so Chloe continued on to the ropes and raced back to the recovering champ--“HHUFFHWHOOOAAAHH!” Macy lunged in low, ‘smacked’ splayed palms into Fields’ tummy and went up on tiptoe while simultaneously shooting her arms overhead to launch the Strawberry Stunner straight into the lights!
Such a steep ascent would’ve meant doom for the less coordinated members of the roster, but Fields regained control of things just as gravity resumed control and she returned to the mat with an effortless little ‘THWHACK!’ The Beach Blaster planted on her left foot and smashed a huge kick across Chloe’s taut midsection when her toes were no more than inch off the ground! Gaping for breath long before she crumpled to all fours, Fields could muster no defense when Macy grabbed a double handful of hair and reeled her into a Standing Headscissors. “Flip your way out of this, sweetie.” Renquist grunted in the midst of applying a Waistlock with the strength of a Bear Hug. Alas, Chloe didn’t have time to flip out of anything before Macy whipped her up onto her shoulders and dropped to a seat to THAWHAM the challenger down flat on her back with a ring-rattling Sit-Out Powerbomb!
SIT-OUT POWERBOMB:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=kPltO9aMEks
Threading her calves over Chloe’s biceps to keep her glued to the mat, Renquist wrapped her arms around opposing thighs and leaned into those upturned haunches while Al counted the…
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TWO…
THRNOOOO!
Fields clapped her stems against Macy’s ears in a leggy Bell Ringer that disrupted the cover with a whisper to spare. Macy didn’t even spare Al a look to double check, she already had hold of Chloe’s hood to bring her back to verticality. Pressed in snug against Fields’ left side, the Slappin Sensation threaded her right leg around Chloe’s left thigh, then leaned across her back to bar the right arm at an awkward angle. Just like that she threw her left leg over Chloe’s head and pushed down while yaaaaaaaaaaaanking back on the trapped arm! “You wanna give, Chlo?” Renquist asked as her rival began to wriggle in the confines of the Octopus.
OCTOPUS:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=BYy5TBQS1T8
“NO!” Fields answered at once. “I’m not tappNGH! NGH! NGH! NGH! NGH! AAAAAARRRRRRHHHHHH!”
Macy went to work on Chloe’s midsection with a Baker’s Dozen of scintillating Bytch Slaps that had the challenger wincing by the time Renquist cranked the hold even tighter. “What do you say, Chloe?” the official asked upon noting the obvious strain running through his charge’s slender frame. “You want to call it?”
“No.” Fields’ answer wasn’t loud but it was defiant, the tangled highflier grimly holding on as she gouged at Macy’s right thigh with her free elbow. Macy didn’t much care for that, thus she delivered a second round of slapping and even more jouncing with her left leg. “Tell him the truth, Chloe.” Renquist demanded. “You’re done. Don’t make me put you to sle--DAMMIT!”
Fields slipped her left hand between their tangled thighs and dug a claw into the pit of the champ’s knee! Macy felt the Octopus starting to give way, yet she was loathe to release it without making Fields work for it so she climbed over into what looked like a Standing Headscissors. No squeeze here though, Renquist hooked her legs under the silver fox’s biceps and tumbled down her back to bring them both to the canvas with an improvised Sunset Flip! With Chloe stacked on her shoulders, Macy leaned in as close as she could to ensure the…
ONE…
TWO…
THRENOOOOOOOO!
Chloe rolled out of the cover at the last possible second, grabbed hold of Renquist’s ankles and quickly tucked them under her armpits. Sparing a glance over her shoulder to confirm the positioning was correct, Chloe rocked back on her heels, then laid out flat to peel Macy off the mat and catapult her into the snowy corner with heavy ‘THWHUMP!’ It might’ve spread out the impact more than a plain old turnbuckle, but the white stuff was so cold it took Renquist’s breath away and dropped her to her knees in a single stroke. Eyes trained on the penitent blonde, Fields wanted nothing more than to take a few deep breaths before pressing her advantage, but she didn’t dare do so for fear that Macy would use it to do the same. So she sucked it up and ran an arcing loop around the squared circle, Stray Beary’s favorite wrestler practically a red & green blur by the time she sprang up and DROVE both knees into Renquist’s shoulders!
DOUBLE KNEES TO BACK:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=te1o7BR43x8
The impact stuffed Macy’s mug deep into the snow, meaning she was a sputtering, shivering wreck when Chloe grabbed her by the hood and yanked her to verticality. “Don’t look, Mace.” Fields huffed even as she pulled the hood down over the champion’s flushed features. “You don’t wanna see what happens next!”
That might’ve been true of the Beach Blaster, but the FAWNatics let out a pleased roar when Chloe dipped down, forced her head between Renquist’s thighs and boosted her up onto her shoulders in an Electric Chair. Once that was done she caught Macy’s left wrist in her right hand and vice versa, then crossed ‘em over one another to ensure Renquist was quite defenseless when she arched backward in a perfect bridge that THWHAMMED Macy flat against the canvas! Up on her toes in an instant, Chloe bounced the bridge in time with Al’s count of…
STRAWBERRY CYCLONE SUPLEX:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=AgUPwiMSzd4
ONE…
TWO…
THRENOOOOOOOO!
Macy slipped a wrist free of the Upstart’s grasp, allowing her to shoot a shoulder off the mat at the last possible second! Now Chloe did take a deep breath, the former Lightweight Champion steadying her nerves as best she could with the sub-125 gold so close she could almost taste it. Helping herself to a hearty hank of Renquist’s snow-damp hair when she had things under control, Fields dragged the blonde upright just to slip an arm between her thighs and muscle her onto one shoulder for a textbook Scoop Slam in the shadow of the nearest corner.
No worrying about the cold now, Chloe took the top rope in both hands and skipped into a perch atop the third floor, the Upstart tipping a wink to her fans in the instant before she leapt back and tucked into a snug ball that buzzsawed down through 450 degrees of whirling doom only to pop open showing an Elbow Drop pointed at Renquist’s sternNOOOO!
Macy twisted around ninety degrees and scooted closer to the turnbuckle, an adjustment that bounced the crown of her skull into the column of snow. But the cold and damp was more than worth it because allowed her to catch hold of Chloe’s wrist and yank that arm up overhead at the same time she threaded her legs around the challenger’s head! “SUBMIT!” Macy roared as she crushed Chloe’s head and left arm in the center of that snug Figure Four. “SUBMIT CHLOE!”
TRIANGLE CHOKE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y3jL8okCEwA
Fields would not, indeed she waggled a frantic denial to Carpenter to make sure he damned well knew she wasn’t throwing in the towel. Not that this resistance in any way diminished her need to escape this predicament as quickly as possible. Certain she was close to the ropes, Chloe fought to her knees, then braced her free hand against the mat and stretched her right leg back as far as it’d--THERE! “Break!” she groaned to Al. “Break, I’m in the AAAAAHHHH CRAP!”
Macy dug her elbows into the canvas and crawled / dragged them closer to the center, thus pulling Fields’ foot away from the rubber-coated steel. “Give up.” Renquist squeezed that much harder, the Slappin’ Sensation working a death-grip on the other woman’s left wrist to ensure Chloe’s bicep remained tight to her own throat. “I’ll put you to sleep if you don’t quit, Chloe. You know I will!”
Fields didn’t doubt Renquist for a second, she simply wasn’t willing to abandon her effort to become a two-time Lightweight Champ no matter the threat. Gritting her teeth to combat the blood pounding at her temples, the Upstart bulled her way forward to slowly but surely to stack Macy up on her shoulders. Fields didn’t have the oxygen to burn to call for a count, thankfully Carpenter didn’t need any prompting to swoop in and slap the mat…
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TWO…
THRENOOOOOOOO!
Macy popped her hips and twisted to the side, throwing Chloe onto her hip and shoulder with barely a whisper to spare. Eyes narrowed to black slots as she continued to work the Triangle, Renquist rolled onto her knees to come up seated astride Fields’ chest with the hold cinched tighter than ever. “Last warning, sweetie.” Macy bounced in place, using her pert posterior to drive even more air from the challenger’s lungs. “Tap out or go to sleNGH! NGH! NGH!”
Fields balled her right hand into a fist and hammered away at Renquist’s tummy in a last ditch effort to break that terrible triangle. Alas, the Leader of the Renquistition refused to relinquish her mount, Macy grimly soaking up the blows while she trapped the silver fox’s left arm beneath her right armpit. CRACK-CRACK-CRAAACK! The champ flattened her free hand into a paddle and brought it down on Fields’ exposed face once, twice, three times! Chloe groaned, bucked her hips and ceased her punches so she had that hand to guard against more of those merciless mitts-- Macy grabbed her foe’s wrist and thum-thum-thum-thum-thum-THUMPED it on the mat almost a dozen times before she tossed it aside.
Face almost as red as her hair by this point, Chloe Fields fired a couple soft, fitful knees into Renquist’s rump, the Upstart making it perfectly clear that she wasn’t going to concede physically or verba-- Macy unloaded on her with slap after slap after slap, the blonde leaning on a classic beach wrestling technique to bludgeon her resilient opponent into oblivion. Chloe held on as long as she could, squirming and twisting, occasionally kneeing her attacker’s lower back. But none of this provided any protection for her defenseless face and the combination of Renquist’s heavy hands and the crushing coil of the Triangle Choke had her fading away in no more than fifteen seconds.
Al tapped Macy’s shoulder with two fingers when Fields went limp. This halted the slaps, but he didn’t get a chance to check the challenger’s wrist because the Beach Blaster abruptly shifted from the Triangle Choke to a no frills Schoolgirl Pin. Snatching a wrist in either hand, Macy pinned Chloe’s arms high overhead and bore down with all her weight on the prone wrestler’s mouth and nose as the ref counted…
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TWO…
THREE!
Macy stood up with the closing bell and made a point to blow some invisible steam off her smokin’ palms prior to letting Al raise one wrist when the Announcer called, “Ladies and gentlemen, your winner via pin-fall and STILL the FAWN Lightweight Champion… MACY RENQUIST!”
Taking a moment to raise her hood, Macy turned her attention to the nearest camera and offered it a winning smile. “Here’s a little holiday greeting from me to the rest of the Lightweight Division. Good girls get presents. Bad girls get coal. But only the BEST girls…” she took the strap from Al and held it aloft for all to see, “…get gold.”
Overjoyed by her present, Macy draped the title over one shoulder and set off on a victory strut while the camera lingered on Chloe Fields, who looked to be dreaming of sugar plums or perhaps just brighter days ahead.