Post by hawkeye on Jul 5, 2020 18:02:03 GMT
“Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall with a twenty minute time limit and it is for the FAWN Lightweight Championship. Introducing first, representing Hot & Bothered, she is accompanied to the ring by Kristy Sanders. Hailing from Nice, France, she stands at five feet two inches tall and weighs in tonight at one hundred and one pounds. This is COSETTE LEBLANC!
The stirring sound of the La Marseille blared through the sound system much to the disgust of those assembled. But let it be known this was no case of widespread Francophobia, rather a reaction narrowed specifically to the challenger, who appeared with the Black Sheep by her side moments thereafter.
COSETTE LEBLANC:
KRISTY SANDERS:
LeBlanc set herself centre stage with Kristy just beside, her button nose firmly stuck in the air. Finally turning her attention to the crowd when they started in with a raucous ‘YOU SUCK!’ chant, LeBlanc brushed off their oafish lowing with obvious disdain, then shared a fist bump with Sanders Part Deux before starting her way down the ramp. Given tonight’s opportunity by the LW champ’s open challenge policy and a recent string of wins on the house show circuit, LeBlanc displayed her gratitude to the fans in the form of a single prolonged one-finger salute that Kristy mirrored for the other side of the aisle.
For tonight’s battle she wore a skin-tight, metallic, cherry-red sports bra and boy-cut trunks with black boots and knee pads. As for her second, Kristy sported painted on jeans with copious tears in strategic locations and the fog gray variant of her cousin’s newest ‘FAWN’S Most Hated’ tank-top. Paying the ringside fans no attention whatsoever, LeBlanc goes to the Timekeeper’s table and snatches up a loose mic before sliding under the bottom rope.
“Pleeze, do bee so kind as to shut up.” Cosette framed her request with far more politely than these simpletons deserved, so it was no real surprise when they jeered all the louder. “Are you all too fooleesh to understand? I asked you to shut up!” They continued to ignore her, or rather, spite her, as the decibel level continued to rise. “SEE-LAHNCE!” Cozy barked at the top of her lungs. “YOU WEEL ALL ‘OLD YOUR TONGUES OR I SHALL SLAP EACH ZEE UGLY OFF EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOUR FAT FACES!”
Whatever message the challenger had in mind, she ultimately decided the locals weren’t worthy of hearing it because she tossed the mic aside and stormed to her corner where she refused to let Al Carpenter inspect her pads and boots until he’d done some proper groveling on behalf of his insufferable countrymen.
The ref was still working through his apology when the Announcer called out, “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 mood in the arena improved at once, as those that didn’t cheer the champ’s arrival busied themselves bellowing out 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 brushing through the curtain with both hands stuffed into the pockets of her pink & white varsity jacket which was zipped all the way up in direct defiance of the gawdawful Florida heat. Bopping along to the beat of whatever tune poured from her oversized red headphones, Renquist grinned out at the fans, then reached up with one hand, caught the zipper between thumb and forefinger and drew it down to reveal the shiny gold belt snugged ‘round her trim waist. Allowing herself the opportunity to buff the faceplate with her forearm, the Beach Blaster headed down the ramp toward her confrontation with the Queen of the Riviera.
Quick to ascend the stairs once she traversed the aisle, Macy strode onto the apron and dipped through the ropes. She claimed the center of the ring in short order and strengthened her fan base by doffing the jacket to show off a strappy white two piece with pink trim and matching accents. Her knee and elbow pads were an identical black, while the ankle wraps she wore in place of boots were matte pink, an homage to her trainer. 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 everyone, Cozy included, could admire the view. Smiling when she locked eyes with the French Fatale, Renquist didn’t so much as twitch until Al strode over to take the LW strap off her hands. Only then did she back into the opposite turnbuckle to wait out the last fitful seconds of pre-match trivialities.
Cosette was out of her corner at the sound of the bell, the European contingent of Hot & Bothered clearly eager to lay claim to the Lightweight gold currently in the heavy hands of the Slappin’ Sensation. Macy’s approach was equally quick, the champ greeting her veteran opposition at the center of the ring with a sudden low lunge that would’ve swept LeBlanc’s legs if the Frenchwoman hadn’t skittered aside at the last second. Ready and waiting on the blonde’s six when Renquist turned around, Cozy grabbed the champ’s left wrist and hopped in place to flick the captured arm like a wet towel! Macy grimaced, then groaned through the follow-up Arm Wringer, a sound that LeBlanc clearly appreciated.
“I must admeet thees ees most unusual.” the challenger chided in the midst of bending Macy’s hand backward over her wrist. “Poacheeng a prized member of Bareback’s Herd ees a breach of etiquette, yet her brand ees mostlee faded and zww gold ees steel around your undeserv--”
Macy dipped down and tumbled forward through a quick somersault that brought her back to vertical with no unpleasant torque on her shoulder. Catching hold of LeBlanc’s right wrist, she countered with a pair of successive Arm Wringers, then halved her grip and drew back her left hand for one of those thunderous Bytch Sl-- Cozy landed a slap of her own atop their joined hands, breaking the tether before Renquist could relocate her tastebuds to somewhere in the upper deck.
Rolling her shoulder to alleviate the twinge, LeBlanc growled, “Keep your hands to yourself, leetle girl. Or I shall be forced to reeplaze thee cowgirl’s mark weeth one of my own.”
Macy’s eyes narrowed at another mention of Jenkins’ brand. It’d faded within ten days and she’d never bothered to hide it while it remained, but any talk of the damned thing was enough to raise a faint sting on her right cheek. Not about to let Sanders’ pet waterbug rent space in her head, the Beach Blaster pivoted that hip toward Cozy, a view that showed off the slim curve of her backside and a smooth, unblemished crescent of summer-tanned backside. “Didn’t see you carry a branding iron to the ring, Cozy, honey.” Renquist noted with a faint smile. “But that’s a pretty distinctive shade of lipstick. Should be a good way to tell the people who lost to--”
LeBlanc lunged forward, leading with her left foot in a Toe Kick aimed at the blonde’s navNO! Macy caught the Frenchwoman’s ankle in both hands, immediately tucked it under her left arm and would’ve let loose with a Slap if Cosette hadn’t leapt off her plant foot and swept it up and across for an Enzug-- Macy ducked the Enzugiri, leaving LeBlanc to twist over and land on her hands and one knee, her other foot still in the possession of-- Renquist tugged her up and yanked backward, the blonde trading her leg control for a simple Waistlock. Hands clasped to Cozy’s tummy, Macy got low and peeled off a perfect bridge to sling the Frenchwoman up over doNOOOO! LeBlanc pushed off with the champ, adding her own momentum to turn the potentially devastating fall into a neat little back-flip that brought her down on one knee behind the Floridian.
The ‘ooooohhhh!’ from the crowd and a lack of THUMP from behind told Renquist her plan had gone awry so she tucked her head and launched into perfect front flip to put some distance between herself and the brunette. This distance didn’t last long however, as she immediately whipped ‘round and left her feet for a gorgeous Dropkick which just happened to be Cosette’s plan as well! Bare feet brushed against boot soles at the apex of their leaps, but no real damage was done as evidenced by the fact that both wrestlers scampered to back to verticality as soon as they touched down.
“You are queek, Macy Renqueest.” LeBlanc admitted in the midst of adjusting her top. “But not queek enough to keep zee gold around your waist.”
“You think so, cutie? Well I think your tune’s gonna change the minute I slap your face sideways.”
Cosette’s dark eyes narrowed as she began to circle the blonde. “You speek boldly for one so recently stung by humileeation. I shall show you that zee worst ees steel to come, little girl.”
Macy matched the challenger’s pace, her fingers twitching in anticipation of the lock-up. “Cowgirl’s gonna get hers, that’s a promise.” she said softly. “You’ll get a taste too, if you don’t watch your--”
LeBlanc darted in to test her blonde in a sturdy Collar & Elbow. “You do not tell me what to do, brat.” Cozy grunted as the pair of Lightweights went nose to nose. “Eet ees I who shall impose my weel upon RRRRGGGGGHHHH!”
Renquist pressed the heel of one palm to LeBlanc’s mouth and scuffed it across once, twice, thrice! It wasn’t a slap, but it distracted the challenger long enough for Macy to draw her down into a Side Headlock, which she immediately transitioned into a snug little throw across her hip, the white-clad blonde following her foe to the canvas with a snappy Headlock Takedown.
HEADLOCK TAKEDOWN:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=CaZwK0kIr-8
“What’re you going to impose, Cozy?” Renquist asked as she squeeeeeeeeeezed the Frenchwoman’s skull in the triangle of forearm, bicep and torso. “Your nose in my armpit? I mean, you can I guess. Thought that was more of an Estrina thOOOWWW! HAIR! HAIR, ALEERRGGGHH!”
Not about to endure the blonde’s sass even from a disadvantageous position, LeBlanc reached up, snatched a huge handful of ponytail and yanked Macy’s head back to such a degree that she was able to bring her legs up and ‘smeck’ them around the American’s skull. Ankles crossed, LeBlanc bore down on the Headscissors, then popped her hips to break the Headlock and stretch Renquist out flat.
“Yeah, that’s how it’s done!” Kristy slapped the mat with both hands to better emphasize her friend’s hard-earned control! Pop her head like a grape, Cozy! Show that preppy beeyotch how we do it in H&B!”
Grinning, Cozy sent several more hard pulses through her thighs, each making the champ kick her heels against the canvas. “SHE EES NO MATCH FOR MEE!” LeBlanc shouted to the jeering FAWNatics. “I WEEL MAKE HER SCREEM LIKE ZEE LEETLE BEECH AND I NEED NO BRAND TO DO SO!” Happy to prove her boast to the jeering throng, Cosette ran a hand through her dark hair just to ‘flick’ a bit of mist into her opponent’s pinched features. “Like that?” she teased. “Eet ees zee penthouse perfume!”
“Baby, I survived the human sweat rag, you’re gonna have to do better than thaOOOOOOWWWWWW BYTCH!”
LeBlanc crooked that hand into a claw and dragged it across the blonde’s breasts before she tweaked Macy’s nipples, first right, then left. “Oui, I am zee meanest beech in thees ring.” Cozy went back to Renquist’s right nub, just twisting the pliant flesh as hard as she could. “You will admeet as much before surrendering zee golAAAAARRRHHHH!”
Newly aware that LeBlanc’s first name could’ve been ‘Catty’, Macy fought tweak with teeth, the Slappin’ Sensation sinking hers deep into the back of her opponent’s thigh! The lock on those Scissors popped open at once, allowing Renquist to scramble to her feet almost just as quickly. Cosette joined her a heartbeat after and there was no clean lock-up now, just a bout of AHW quality mutual hair-pulling as LeBlanc tried to peel the champ’s ponytail and Renquist fought to bare great big patches of her challenger’s scalp.
“You pull ‘air like a brat in zee schoolyard!” Cozy hissed as the stamped around one another in a hateful little circle. “Trulee you must want to geeft me zee NGH! NGH! NNNNNGGGGHHH!” The Beach Blaster freed one hand, flattened it into a paddle and slap-slap-SLAPPED Cozy’s cheek to raise an immediate welt on the brunette’s pale features. Returning to the hair-hold the instant LeBlanc abandoned her claim to Macy’s ponytail, Renquist stepped back, twisted her hips and sent the veteran tumbling through the air to THWHUMP down on her derriere courtesy of a rude HairMare!
“FEELTHY BEECH!” Cozy barked as she scrambled to her feet, one hand pressed to her aching tush, the other pointing an accusatory finger at the champion. “You weel pay for dizreespecteeng me soOH!”
Macy lunged in showing Bytch Slap so the brunette spun away to protect her face and got CRAAACKED between the shoulders with an Overhand Slap instead! LeBlanc winced, went up on tiptoe and keened for Al’s assistance the moment Renquist’s fingers nested in her hair.
“Keep out of her hair, Mace.” the ref chided. “You know better than that.”
“Yeah, I guess I do.” The Beach Blaster sounded bashful, yet she was beaming when she went up on tiptoe and sank to one knee, all the better to toss Cozy onto her butt with a second, albeit far more controlled, HairMare.
“Amereecan brat!” the brunette hissed. “I shall NNNNGGHHH!”
Macy reared back with both hands, looking for all the world like she was about to press the flesh with a whole row’s worth of fans. Instead she landed an echoing two-handed sideswipe of a Bytch Slap atop the same welt she’d raised only moments prior! “Whimper and cry out every time I slap your back? I’d already figured that out!” Macy teased. “But I wonder what you’ll do when I BREAK your back?”
Eager to find out, the Slappin’ Sensation scraped her rival off the canvas with a perfectly legal Wristlock, then sent her into the strands with a quick Irish Whip. Wincing at the touch of rubber-coated steel to her sizzling back, Cosette bounced clear without thinking to hook an arm or two, meaning she was moving somewhere near top speed when Macy swung to one side and cinched an arm around the Frenchwoman’s midsection. Muscling LeBlanc up under that arm like she was Pandora and not the sub-125 Queen, Macy caught hold of the challenger’s near thigh, pivoted through a half circle and dropped to one knee THWHUMPED Cozy spine-first atop the posted joint!
BACKBREAKER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=WfyPOGJYMqE
LeBlanc jolted from stem to stern, then took another unpleasant jolt because Renquist simply flipped the brunette off her thigh, the red-clad lovely landing flat on her chest and belly. “C’mon Cozy, you don’t have to take that from some cheer squad reject!” Kristy barked from her place on the outside. Just walk it off and--dammit, kick out, Cozy! Kick out!” Macy snugged in tight across the challenger’s chest, hooked the far leg and cradled it nice and tight to the tune of…
ONE…
TWO…
Cosette powered out in time with ‘TWO!’ lest anyone the champ was going to steamroll her veteran opposition. Of course merely escaping didn’t do much for LeBlanc’s position, as Macy made quite clear when she grabbed hold of the brunette’s hair and dragged her to a seat. The former AHW standout snatched at Renquist’s wrists almost at once, but this turned out to be just what the Beach Blaster wanted, judging by the way she gave up the hair to seize her foe’s wrists.
“That’s a pretty snug Scissors you showed me earlier.” Macy admitted as she dropped to a seat behind LeBlanc and tugged her arms backward in a wide ‘V’. “Might even call ‘em cozy.” Renquist giggled at her own bad joke.
“You weel be calleeng me champion beefore thees night is through, vacheEERRRRROOOOOHHHH!” Cozy shook her head in furious protest, alas it wasn’t enough to stop Macy from threading her right leg around the Frenchwoman’s waist and hooking her left leg over LeBlanc’s left arm so she could brace that foot against the right side of her prey’s neck! Doubling down Cosette’s right wrist, Renquist puuuuuuushed out with her left leg and craaaaaaaanked back on the H&B battler’s right wrist to put more and more pressure LeBlanc’s right shoulder.
MODIFIED LOTUS LOCK:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=PstzukMUeZ4
“You wanna tap?” Macy scrubbed her foot against Cozy’s head, jostled her captured wrist back and forth to increase the strain on the brunette’s shoulder. “You wanna tap out, baby? Or does Kristy have to give you permission first?”
“KEES MY ASS!” LeBlanc pounded her heels against the canvas, the grounded highflier gamely fighting to drag their combined weight closer to the ropes. “I do WHAT I want, WHEEN I wantAAARRRRRHHHH HOW DARE YOOOOOOOUUUU!”
Macy hadn’t forgotten the terrible tweaking she’d suffered earlier in the match and she let Cozy know it was still on her mind by freeing up her right hand for a greedy claw grip on the red-clad battler’s right breast! “You went there first, baby.” Renquist’s tone was grim as she put LeBlanc’s bounty through its paces. “Remember that the next time you wanna get nasty.”
“Do not deectate terms to mee, leetle girl.” Cosette growled. “You have neither zee skill or thee authoritee to do AAAAAAAAAHHHHH!”
Macy honed in on LeBlanc’s right nipple and twisted until the brunette’s heels were pounding the mat at a frantic pace. “What do you say, Cozy? Are you giving it up?” Carpenter asked in response to the growing number of ‘TAP!’ chants from the capacity crowd.
“NO!” Cozy shook her head to ensure nothing was lost in translation. “She weel not teety tweest her way to veectoNGH! NGH! NGH!”
Renquist must’ve believed the challenger because she relinquished the pincer to deliver more than half a dozen quick, stinging slaps to the underside of LeBlanc’s right breast! “You’re probably right, ma’am.” Macy countered Cozy’s ‘little girl’ barb with her own stinging rebuke. “Can’t twist anything that small, I’ll just have to slap ‘em out of your top instHEYOOOOFFFHH!”
LeBlanc wrenched her right hand free of the blonde’s grip, twisted onto all fours and launched herself at the lightweight champ with a low-flying Spear that bowled Renquist over and left the challenger straddling her waist!
“Yeah, Cozy! Get her! Get her!” Kristy beat a fist against the apron, then offered her friend a classy little golf clap when Cosette buried both hands in the blonde’s hair and just BWUNKED the back of her head against the deck at least half a dozen times!
“YOU THEENK YOU CAN HUMEELIATE MEE?” the furious Frenchwoman shrieked down at her thrashing opposition. EET EES I WHO WEEL HUMEELIATE YOU!” She would’ve continued in this fashion if Al Carpenter hadn’t interrupted with a count that came far too soon for her liking. “What ees thees? You theenk you can protect her from mee?” Cozy popped up and skittered toward the ref, forcing Al to give ground even though he had about a foot on the challenger.
“You can’t just beat her senseless against the mat, Cozy.” Carpenter explained once she’d backed him into the ropes.
“Ees that what you theenk, skeeny man?” the brunette snapped. “Allow mee to show you how fooleesh you are!”
Dismissing him with a single hiss, the veteran stalked over to Macy, hopped up and THUMPED both feet into the blonde’s stomach with a quick Double Stomp! Renquist let out an loud ‘ooooffffhhh!’ and strapped both arms across her tummy to make sure all her organs were still in the appropriate places. This meant her noggin was undefended, a lapse LeBlanc exploited by getting into place directly overhead and hopping up for a miniature stomp-scuff, the vindictive Frenchwoman scraping the soles of her boots down the curve of Macy’s forehead!
“BYTCH!” The flustered Floridian rolled onto her belly and clambered to her hands and knees, one of the former quickly pressed to her face to ascertain the worst of the damage. Cosette was sorely tempted to plant the toe of her boot in Renquist’s rump, yet in the end she decided on something a bit more elegant. Bouncing into the ropes on Macy’s left, she sprinted back at the prone champion and flipped into an effortless somersault, the Frenchwoman’s right leg extended full length so that her heel THWHUMPED down full force between her foe’s shoulders! Renquist cried out and collapsed to her stomach, one hand pressed to her aching back while the other scrabbled at the canvas.
SOMERSAULT LEG DROP:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=me0Nj9kCddM
Cozy paid these feeble defenses no mind, her talons went straight to the champion’s flaxen ponytail for the sole purpose of scrrrrrrrruuuuuubbing Macy’s face back ‘n forth across the mat. “KEES EET!” LeBlanc demanded of the squalling American. “KEES ZEE MAT BEFORE I FEENISH YOU!” Macy did nothing of the sort, so Cozy yanked her head up and BWONKED it against the canvas to put an end to her aggressive abrasion. Pushing to a knee without relinquishing her hair-hold, LeBlanc turned a wicked smirk on Kristy and confirmed, “She ees notheeng! A leetle beech for the crusheeng!”
“Then break her down, babe!” the Black Sheep urged. “Show the punk what happens to trash that messes with H&B!”
Happy to do just that, Cozy clambered to boot-leather and forced Renquist to do the same. Reeling the blonde into a Front Facelock, LeBlanc tossed the champ’s near arm across her shoulders and caught hold of some of white lycra at Macy’s hip. Soon as that was set she dipped into a deep crouch and popped her hips to take the Beach Blaster up, over and down with a particularly snappy Snap Suplex. Cozy floated over into a Crossbody on impact, the ferocious French Waterbug hooking the far leg nice and tight to keep Macy down through…
ONE…
TWO…
Renquist got a hand on LeBlanc’s chin and shoved her away simultaneous with ‘TWO!’, an unforgivable act of defiance that earned the blonde a barrage of stinging slaps to the face, chest and belly! “How do you like eet?” she sneered. “Do you like zee steeng of my hand, brat?” Receiving no satisfactory answer, Cosette grabbed hold of Macy’s left wrist and yanked her to her feet and-- CRAAACK!
Macy swiveled the Frenchwoman’s head to one side with a stinging Bytch Slap loud enough to earn an ‘OOOHH!’ from the crowd. “Now THAT’S a sting, beeyotch!” Renquist chided just before she took control of the Wristlock and sent LeBlanc into the ropes with an Irish Whip. Cozy returned as quickly as she left but Macy still had more than enough time to pivot in and slip an arm around her waist for another BackbreakNOOOO!
LeBlanc jumped into the lift, locked her thighs around Renquist’s noggin and spun through a gorgeous Tilt-a-Whirl that set the challenger down snugged in on Macy’s left side. Capitalizing on the blonde’s moment of surprise, Cozy hooked her right arm around the back of Renquist’s head while twining her right arm around Macy’s left thigh. In the same instant she doubled over so they were both looking at the canvas, then snapped up and back to THWHONK the base of Macy’s skull against the thinly-sheathed plywood with a flawless French Leg Sweep! The Slappin’ Sensation bounced to a seat with one arm cradled across her throbbing skull.
FRENCH LEG SWEEP:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=EMKVm7fTr6k
Still close, LeBlanc reached for Renquist’s hair only to draw back when Macy flopped onto her stomach and pushed to one knee. Quickly angling herself into position on her opponent’s left, Cozy slowly backpedaled into the ropes, but kicked her return into high gear when Renquist made it to her feet, albeit doubled over. Closing the gap in a span of heartbeats, LeBlanc launched into a high-speed somersault that culminated with her right leg hooking over the back of Macy’s head, all the better to THWONK her face-first into the canvas! Chomped hard be Le Bulldog, Renquist flopped onto her back, then groaned in woozy protest when Cozy mounted her in a heavy Schoolgirl Pin. Thighs pressed snug to her seat’s cheeks, LeBlanc taunted the FAWNatics with a showy double bicep flex while Al counted out…
LE BULLDOG:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZusJbnCAhmc
ONE…
TWO…
THRNOOOO!
Macy planted her feet and bridged, tossing H&B’s vicious foreign exchange student onto all fours with half a second to spare. Smacking her palms against the mat in anger rather than frustration, LeBlanc popped to her feet and proceeded to drive stomp after stomp into Renquist’s belly, the determined brunette only calling it off once Macy rolled onto her stomach to protect it from further bludgeoning.
“Oh how I weesh we were doing thees on zee Riviera.” Cozy cooed after she’d circled around to the blonde’s feet. “Zee thrill of humileeating you in thee bedroom and zee beach, just… magnifique!”
“Yuuuhhh… you don’t wanna do this on the sand, honey.” Renquist pushed onto her elbows and tried to crawl away, the task made more difficult because LeBlanc had seized both ankles. “You couldn’t handle the slaps or the sunburnneerrrhhh get off!”
In firm control of the champion’s stems, Cosette stepped onto the back of Macy’s thighs and deftly angled opposing shins across her own to keep them locked in place. Perfectly aware of what the H&B veteran had in mind, Renquist kept her elbows jammed into mat and her hands snug to her chest so-- “OOOOOWWWWWWW BYTCH!” The Beach Blaster wailed to high heaven when Cozy grabbed a huge double handful of white waistband and tugged her bottoms north by a good six or seven inches!
“Yeah, yeah, saw her in half!” Kristy cackled as LeBlanc sawed the material higher with each passing second. “Make ‘er trade the belt for her briefs, Cozy!”
It was a delightfully cruel idea, one that LeBlanc would have put into practice if the Lightweight Champion hadn’t dispatched her hands to deal with the terrible tugging. Seeing this, Cosette released her hold so Renquist could tend to the damage only to snatch a wrist in either hand before she could do a damned thing! “I have you now, leetle girl.” LeBlanc was already rocking in place, the brunette ready to ride a wave of Macy’s anguish all the way to championship gold. “You weel weep and pleed before I deign to let you go!”
Macy twisted her wrists in a desperate attempt to break her tormentor’s control. “The hell I will. You’re not gonna WHOAHOOOOHHSSSHITTTAAARRRRRHHHH!”
Cozy sank into a deep squat, rolled onto her back and boosted Renquist into the air directly overhead, the challenger making a point to bounce her in place before she demanded, “SUBMEET!”
“NOOOOOO!”
LeBlanc drew her knees in close and shifted position so that Macy dropped to her knees and then to her belly with the Frenchwoman still riding high up top. “TAP OUT, BEECH!” Cosette demanded while yoking up on the Floridian’s arms.
“NEVEEEERRRGGGGGHHHH!”
BREAK HER!” Kristy barked as LeBlanc subjected the wailing blonde to another overhead stint. “BREAK THAT BRAT, COZY!”
“SHE EES ALREADY SHATTERED!” the challenger emphasized the point by jouncing Macy in place. “SHE JUST WON’T ADMEET EET!”
“What do you say, Macy?” now it was Al’s turn to check the champ. “Need me to call it? Say the word and this is over.”
“The hell it is!” she yowled. “I’m not going anywherAAAARRRRRHHHHH!”
Cozy took her prey for one more roll before hoisting her for the third time in less than a minute. Only now LeBlanc was relentless in her murderous rocking, the challenger doing her best to separate shoulders and shred knees. “BEG!” she demanded over the pained wailing. “BEG FOR MY MERCEE YOU FILTHEE BRAT!”
RIVIERA ROMERO:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=PqgsMDx8umU
“NOOOOOOOO! I’LL NEVER BEG YOU FOR OOOOFFFFFFHHHH!”
Cozy released the blonde’s wrists and pushed out with her legs while simultaneously rolling to a seat, an brutally elegant shift that THAWHAMMED Macy down on her face, chest and belly as victim of an improvised Facebuster. Shoveling those sniveling remains into a more pinnable arrangement, LeBlanc pressed one hand to Renquist’s cheek and the other to her inner thigh, a domineering show that turned Macy’s pained features to the hard camera while the FAWN Arena counted…
ONE…
TWO…
THRENOOOOOOOO!
If the cover had made her the new Lightweight Champion it would would’ve earned Cosette LeBlanc the Table of Contents in Gladiatrix, easy. Since Macy escaped with a whisper to spare it became nothing more than another fine addition for the ‘Almost Got Her!’ gallery at FAWN.com.
“Don’t get distracted, Cozy!” Sanders Part Deux advised when her friend popped up and advanced on Al Carpenter with murder in her eyes! “You’ve got this, just keep on the little twerp!”
LeBlanc bared her teeth to let Carpenter know the grievance was far from forgotten, then rounded on one heel and stalked back to Renquist to seize a double handful of ponytail. Setting Macy on her feet with a series of sharp, merciless tugs, Cozy hooked one arm over the champ’s shoulders and slipped the other between her thighs just to scoop the blonde onto one shoulder. Pivoting a quarter circle in the same motion, LeBlanc went up on tiptoe and THAWHUMPED Renquist to the mat with a no-frills Body Slam.
“Now you weel fall to ruin!” the red-clad brunette proclaimed just as she stomped on Macy’s tummy en route to the nearest corner. “And I… I weel rise in triomphe!” This proclamation was greeted with thunderous jeers from the crowd, alas it only quickened LeBlanc’s ascent from the canvas to the top of the high rent district. “YOU WEEL ALL BOW TO MEE!” she bellowed at the sea of faces. “YOU WEEL ALL BOW TO ‘OT AND BOTHEERED!”
Cozy punctuated this prophecy with a pair of raised middle fingers, then sank into a deep crouch and launched herself into the heavens. Hang time is a funny thing when you think about it. The logical part of your brain knows damned well that time wasn’t slowing down or stretching out when Dominique Daly or Shea London or in this particular instance, Cosette LeBlanc, took to the skies. And yet the all important lizard brain, the part that cheered the longest and booed the loudest, would’ve sworn on a stack of Bibles that everything slowed to a crawl when doom came swooping out of the overhead lights. Which made it all the more astounding when a hapless crash-pad gathered her wits and rolled toward the corner, leaving her attacker to THAWHAM down full force on the recently vacated stretch of canvas!
Bounced onto her knees by the force of that ruinous miscalculation, Cosette strapped both arms across her abdomen and hunched over so that the pale curve of her forehead rested against the battle-warmed canvas CRAAAAAAAACK!
Macy trudged into place behind the vulnerable challenger and laid lightning between her shoulders with a ferocious Overhand Slap! “Get up!” Renquist barked at the gut-shot challenger. LeBlanc did exactly that, though her progress was far more cumbersome than the Beach Blaster would’ve liked, thus she reared back and CRAAAAAAAACKED her across the back with a two-handed forehand slap!
“BEECH!” Cosette sobbed in breathless hurt as she staggered away from Renquist’s punishing palms. “KEEP YOUR FEELTHY HANDS OFF OOOOOWWW!”
Macy closed in again, only now she crooked her fingers into hooks and raaaaaaaaked the H&B stalwart from shoulders to buttock! Cozy blundered away from the blonde’s claws and ended up in the ropes with one arm hooked over the top. “BACK!” she shouted at Carpenter. “KEEP HER BACKUUGGHHH!”
Macy pivoted on her left foot, swinging every bit of her weight toward the challenger so she could smash a heavy kick across the small of LeBlanc’s back! Bellowing with rage and pain, Cozy turned on the blonde and pounced, driving them away from the strands with a Collar-&-Elbow. Catching the brunette’s wrist when LeBlanc tried to draw nails across her eyes, Macy stepped back, dropped a shoulder and sent Cosette to the far--LeBlanc dug in her heels and reversed momentum on the Whip to send Macy in her place. Renquist ‘twanged’ off the rubber-coated steel, charged back the way she’d came and promptly threw herself into a tumbling forward roll to avoid the Super Kick LeBlanc aimed at her chin! Continuing on the instant she popped out of the somersault, Macy spared a glimpse over her shoulder, then jumped onto the second strand and pushed off full reverse, the Slappin’ Sensation twisting through a taut corkscrew to CRAAAACK a Springboard Bytch Slap offa the Frenchwoman’s cheek!
Cozy spun around in a drunken swoon and collapsed to one knee, her dark eyes on [TILT] in spite of the crowd noise and a constant stream of encouragement / demands from Kristy. Macy on the other hand was infinitely aware of the Black Sheep’s comments, though this was mostly to keep Sanders’ position known as she circled around to the corner that lined her up with the reeling challenger. “WATCH YOUR ASS, COZY!” Kristy shouted. “BYTCH IS TRYING TO RALLY! SHUT HER DOWN!”
Renquist just grinned, grabbed hold of the top rope and dropped into a deep crouch. “You heard her, baby.” she murmured. “Get up and shut me down, if you f*cking can.”
More aware of Kristy than the champion at that moment, Cozy shook off the worst of the cobwebs and clambered to her--“NNNNNNGGGGGHHHH!” The Beach Blaster tore out of the corner at top speed, took to the skies with both knees raised to hip-level and drove them into the brunette’s sternum! Cosette was blown off her feet, the veteran launched through the air to land flat on her back before rolling to one knee in the shadow of the far corner.
SHOTGUN KNEES:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=9AJwxH2cCl8
She’d yet to make it out of that position when Renquist stomped over, grabbed a handful of hair and forced her to stand. A snug Waistlock followed, Macy pivoting so that her back was to the buckles. “Nowhere to go now, hun.” Renquist got low and popped her hips, the blonde affording herself *just* enough clearance to avoid bouncing her head against the turnbuckles. Cozy however was not afforded this luxury and she was driven into the center turnbuckle, the roughly-padded steel connecting between her shoulders with a low BWUUUNG! LeBlanc bounced away from the impact to end up on all fours, the brunette crawling in slow motion circles as she tried to steady her reeling senses.
TURNBUCKLE GERMAN SUPLEX:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=fmqjyspjcwo
As for Renquist, she hopped onto the second strand and waited, the blonde motionless save for one twitching hand that beckoned Cosette rise. LeBlanc complied eventually, struggling to boot-leather but remaining doubled over with her head pointed toward the corn-- Renquist hopped down, landing with her thighs threading Cozy’s noggin in a Standing Headscissors and her arms cinched around the brunette’s waist. Bouncing up the instant she touched down, Macy flipped over the Hot & Bothered battler to land on her tush in relative comfort while poor Cozy was THWHUNKED down on the crown of her skull, first official victim of the Creature from the Blue Lagoon.
CREATURE FROM THE BLUE LAGOON:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=NE9_nfdO-_Q
Stretched out nice and flat after the devastating Piledriver, Cozy made no protest (Kristy provided more than enough for both of them) when Macy drew both legs into a tight bundle and folded her in half for the…
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!
The Slappin’ Sensation tossed those exhausted gams aside and rose to her full height, Macy offering her wrist to Al so he could raise it in time with the Announcer’s confirmation, “Ladies and gentlemen, your winner via pin-fall and STILL the FAWN Lightweight Champion… MACY RENQUIST!”
Exhausted and elated in equal measure, Macy offered the crowd a sweeping bow and Carpenter a word of thanks when he presented her the Lightweight gold. Smiling a little wider with the prize held snug against her hip, Renquist strolled over to the sprawled expanse of one Cosette LeBlanc and planted a foot on either side of her head.
“Don’t even think about it, brat!” Kristy smacked the apron one handed, then pointed a threatening finger at the Beach Blaster. “You don’t want to cross Hot & Bothered!”
“You’re right, I don’t.” Macy stretched out the title only to snap it shut around her waist in a single oft-performed motion. “At least not tonight. But Cozy here really tired me out and listening to your nattering all night didn’t help, so I’m going to take a load off, if you don’t mind.”
Sanders Part Deux didn’t much care for the way Renquist hooked her thumbs against the leather interior and made the faceplate bounce up and down on her slim hips, so she placed a knee on the apron and climbed aboard.
She would’ve been through the ropes immediately thereafter if Carpenter hadn’t hurried over and blocked her path. “Ok Kristy, let’s keep it outside. No reason to get involved here.”
“The hell there isn’t! I’m not about to sit around and let that scrawny brat humiliate NNNNGGGGGGHHHH!”
Charging the corner nearest the would-be interloper, Renquist hopped onto the middle turnbuckle and launched herself at the Black Sheep with a Diving Bytch Slap that caught her flush across the cheek! Kristy tumbled to the floor in a breathless sprawl, one hand pressed to her face and all thoughts of interjection curtailed for the time being.
“Jeeze Macy, was that really necessary?” Al muttered as the blonde strutted back to the flattened Frenchwoman.
“Ever had someone knock at the door two seconds after you sat down on the couch?” Renquist replied without looking back.
The ref didn’t answer so Macy returned to her previous position, only now she faced the challenger’s feet. Gripping the faceplate in both hands, she spun it around backwards and gave the gold a slap before she dropped to her knees. A cheer from the FAWNatics as Cozy vanished from the nose on down, another sub-125 contender figuratively and now literally this close to the Lightweight Gold.
Hands on her thighs as she wriggled through a little settlin’ in grind, Renquist offered the cheering throng a sly grin before turning her attention to the nearest camera. “Hiya Beth. I don’t have a postcard at hand, but rest assured, ‘wish you were her!’ Apparently bawling your submission at Mayhem wasn’t enough beatdown, that’s the only reason you’d be foolish enough to touch me with that nasty little branding iron of yours. And Domi Daly… you want to step to me? Go nose to nose and claim YOU’RE the best athlete in the Lightweight Division? A bold strategy. Let’s see how it pays off, shall we? I’m challenging both of you to a Triple Threat at Red, White & Bruised. One fall to a finish, but don’t worry, it’ll be multiple choice. “Tap. Nap. Or Slap.”
Challenge extended, the Beach Blaster moved her hands to LeBlanc’s tummy and settled back into the mount, portrait of a young woman enjoying some much needed relaxation after a particularly arduous task.
It was from this view that the broadcast cut to a hype video for Swelter’s World Championship match.
The stirring sound of the La Marseille blared through the sound system much to the disgust of those assembled. But let it be known this was no case of widespread Francophobia, rather a reaction narrowed specifically to the challenger, who appeared with the Black Sheep by her side moments thereafter.
COSETTE LEBLANC:
KRISTY SANDERS:
LeBlanc set herself centre stage with Kristy just beside, her button nose firmly stuck in the air. Finally turning her attention to the crowd when they started in with a raucous ‘YOU SUCK!’ chant, LeBlanc brushed off their oafish lowing with obvious disdain, then shared a fist bump with Sanders Part Deux before starting her way down the ramp. Given tonight’s opportunity by the LW champ’s open challenge policy and a recent string of wins on the house show circuit, LeBlanc displayed her gratitude to the fans in the form of a single prolonged one-finger salute that Kristy mirrored for the other side of the aisle.
For tonight’s battle she wore a skin-tight, metallic, cherry-red sports bra and boy-cut trunks with black boots and knee pads. As for her second, Kristy sported painted on jeans with copious tears in strategic locations and the fog gray variant of her cousin’s newest ‘FAWN’S Most Hated’ tank-top. Paying the ringside fans no attention whatsoever, LeBlanc goes to the Timekeeper’s table and snatches up a loose mic before sliding under the bottom rope.
“Pleeze, do bee so kind as to shut up.” Cosette framed her request with far more politely than these simpletons deserved, so it was no real surprise when they jeered all the louder. “Are you all too fooleesh to understand? I asked you to shut up!” They continued to ignore her, or rather, spite her, as the decibel level continued to rise. “SEE-LAHNCE!” Cozy barked at the top of her lungs. “YOU WEEL ALL ‘OLD YOUR TONGUES OR I SHALL SLAP EACH ZEE UGLY OFF EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOUR FAT FACES!”
Whatever message the challenger had in mind, she ultimately decided the locals weren’t worthy of hearing it because she tossed the mic aside and stormed to her corner where she refused to let Al Carpenter inspect her pads and boots until he’d done some proper groveling on behalf of his insufferable countrymen.
The ref was still working through his apology when the Announcer called out, “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 mood in the arena improved at once, as those that didn’t cheer the champ’s arrival busied themselves bellowing out 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 brushing through the curtain with both hands stuffed into the pockets of her pink & white varsity jacket which was zipped all the way up in direct defiance of the gawdawful Florida heat. Bopping along to the beat of whatever tune poured from her oversized red headphones, Renquist grinned out at the fans, then reached up with one hand, caught the zipper between thumb and forefinger and drew it down to reveal the shiny gold belt snugged ‘round her trim waist. Allowing herself the opportunity to buff the faceplate with her forearm, the Beach Blaster headed down the ramp toward her confrontation with the Queen of the Riviera.
Quick to ascend the stairs once she traversed the aisle, Macy strode onto the apron and dipped through the ropes. She claimed the center of the ring in short order and strengthened her fan base by doffing the jacket to show off a strappy white two piece with pink trim and matching accents. Her knee and elbow pads were an identical black, while the ankle wraps she wore in place of boots were matte pink, an homage to her trainer. 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 everyone, Cozy included, could admire the view. Smiling when she locked eyes with the French Fatale, Renquist didn’t so much as twitch until Al strode over to take the LW strap off her hands. Only then did she back into the opposite turnbuckle to wait out the last fitful seconds of pre-match trivialities.
Cosette was out of her corner at the sound of the bell, the European contingent of Hot & Bothered clearly eager to lay claim to the Lightweight gold currently in the heavy hands of the Slappin’ Sensation. Macy’s approach was equally quick, the champ greeting her veteran opposition at the center of the ring with a sudden low lunge that would’ve swept LeBlanc’s legs if the Frenchwoman hadn’t skittered aside at the last second. Ready and waiting on the blonde’s six when Renquist turned around, Cozy grabbed the champ’s left wrist and hopped in place to flick the captured arm like a wet towel! Macy grimaced, then groaned through the follow-up Arm Wringer, a sound that LeBlanc clearly appreciated.
“I must admeet thees ees most unusual.” the challenger chided in the midst of bending Macy’s hand backward over her wrist. “Poacheeng a prized member of Bareback’s Herd ees a breach of etiquette, yet her brand ees mostlee faded and zww gold ees steel around your undeserv--”
Macy dipped down and tumbled forward through a quick somersault that brought her back to vertical with no unpleasant torque on her shoulder. Catching hold of LeBlanc’s right wrist, she countered with a pair of successive Arm Wringers, then halved her grip and drew back her left hand for one of those thunderous Bytch Sl-- Cozy landed a slap of her own atop their joined hands, breaking the tether before Renquist could relocate her tastebuds to somewhere in the upper deck.
Rolling her shoulder to alleviate the twinge, LeBlanc growled, “Keep your hands to yourself, leetle girl. Or I shall be forced to reeplaze thee cowgirl’s mark weeth one of my own.”
Macy’s eyes narrowed at another mention of Jenkins’ brand. It’d faded within ten days and she’d never bothered to hide it while it remained, but any talk of the damned thing was enough to raise a faint sting on her right cheek. Not about to let Sanders’ pet waterbug rent space in her head, the Beach Blaster pivoted that hip toward Cozy, a view that showed off the slim curve of her backside and a smooth, unblemished crescent of summer-tanned backside. “Didn’t see you carry a branding iron to the ring, Cozy, honey.” Renquist noted with a faint smile. “But that’s a pretty distinctive shade of lipstick. Should be a good way to tell the people who lost to--”
LeBlanc lunged forward, leading with her left foot in a Toe Kick aimed at the blonde’s navNO! Macy caught the Frenchwoman’s ankle in both hands, immediately tucked it under her left arm and would’ve let loose with a Slap if Cosette hadn’t leapt off her plant foot and swept it up and across for an Enzug-- Macy ducked the Enzugiri, leaving LeBlanc to twist over and land on her hands and one knee, her other foot still in the possession of-- Renquist tugged her up and yanked backward, the blonde trading her leg control for a simple Waistlock. Hands clasped to Cozy’s tummy, Macy got low and peeled off a perfect bridge to sling the Frenchwoman up over doNOOOO! LeBlanc pushed off with the champ, adding her own momentum to turn the potentially devastating fall into a neat little back-flip that brought her down on one knee behind the Floridian.
The ‘ooooohhhh!’ from the crowd and a lack of THUMP from behind told Renquist her plan had gone awry so she tucked her head and launched into perfect front flip to put some distance between herself and the brunette. This distance didn’t last long however, as she immediately whipped ‘round and left her feet for a gorgeous Dropkick which just happened to be Cosette’s plan as well! Bare feet brushed against boot soles at the apex of their leaps, but no real damage was done as evidenced by the fact that both wrestlers scampered to back to verticality as soon as they touched down.
“You are queek, Macy Renqueest.” LeBlanc admitted in the midst of adjusting her top. “But not queek enough to keep zee gold around your waist.”
“You think so, cutie? Well I think your tune’s gonna change the minute I slap your face sideways.”
Cosette’s dark eyes narrowed as she began to circle the blonde. “You speek boldly for one so recently stung by humileeation. I shall show you that zee worst ees steel to come, little girl.”
Macy matched the challenger’s pace, her fingers twitching in anticipation of the lock-up. “Cowgirl’s gonna get hers, that’s a promise.” she said softly. “You’ll get a taste too, if you don’t watch your--”
LeBlanc darted in to test her blonde in a sturdy Collar & Elbow. “You do not tell me what to do, brat.” Cozy grunted as the pair of Lightweights went nose to nose. “Eet ees I who shall impose my weel upon RRRRGGGGGHHHH!”
Renquist pressed the heel of one palm to LeBlanc’s mouth and scuffed it across once, twice, thrice! It wasn’t a slap, but it distracted the challenger long enough for Macy to draw her down into a Side Headlock, which she immediately transitioned into a snug little throw across her hip, the white-clad blonde following her foe to the canvas with a snappy Headlock Takedown.
HEADLOCK TAKEDOWN:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=CaZwK0kIr-8
“What’re you going to impose, Cozy?” Renquist asked as she squeeeeeeeeeezed the Frenchwoman’s skull in the triangle of forearm, bicep and torso. “Your nose in my armpit? I mean, you can I guess. Thought that was more of an Estrina thOOOWWW! HAIR! HAIR, ALEERRGGGHH!”
Not about to endure the blonde’s sass even from a disadvantageous position, LeBlanc reached up, snatched a huge handful of ponytail and yanked Macy’s head back to such a degree that she was able to bring her legs up and ‘smeck’ them around the American’s skull. Ankles crossed, LeBlanc bore down on the Headscissors, then popped her hips to break the Headlock and stretch Renquist out flat.
“Yeah, that’s how it’s done!” Kristy slapped the mat with both hands to better emphasize her friend’s hard-earned control! Pop her head like a grape, Cozy! Show that preppy beeyotch how we do it in H&B!”
Grinning, Cozy sent several more hard pulses through her thighs, each making the champ kick her heels against the canvas. “SHE EES NO MATCH FOR MEE!” LeBlanc shouted to the jeering FAWNatics. “I WEEL MAKE HER SCREEM LIKE ZEE LEETLE BEECH AND I NEED NO BRAND TO DO SO!” Happy to prove her boast to the jeering throng, Cosette ran a hand through her dark hair just to ‘flick’ a bit of mist into her opponent’s pinched features. “Like that?” she teased. “Eet ees zee penthouse perfume!”
“Baby, I survived the human sweat rag, you’re gonna have to do better than thaOOOOOOWWWWWW BYTCH!”
LeBlanc crooked that hand into a claw and dragged it across the blonde’s breasts before she tweaked Macy’s nipples, first right, then left. “Oui, I am zee meanest beech in thees ring.” Cozy went back to Renquist’s right nub, just twisting the pliant flesh as hard as she could. “You will admeet as much before surrendering zee golAAAAARRRHHHH!”
Newly aware that LeBlanc’s first name could’ve been ‘Catty’, Macy fought tweak with teeth, the Slappin’ Sensation sinking hers deep into the back of her opponent’s thigh! The lock on those Scissors popped open at once, allowing Renquist to scramble to her feet almost just as quickly. Cosette joined her a heartbeat after and there was no clean lock-up now, just a bout of AHW quality mutual hair-pulling as LeBlanc tried to peel the champ’s ponytail and Renquist fought to bare great big patches of her challenger’s scalp.
“You pull ‘air like a brat in zee schoolyard!” Cozy hissed as the stamped around one another in a hateful little circle. “Trulee you must want to geeft me zee NGH! NGH! NNNNNGGGGHHH!” The Beach Blaster freed one hand, flattened it into a paddle and slap-slap-SLAPPED Cozy’s cheek to raise an immediate welt on the brunette’s pale features. Returning to the hair-hold the instant LeBlanc abandoned her claim to Macy’s ponytail, Renquist stepped back, twisted her hips and sent the veteran tumbling through the air to THWHUMP down on her derriere courtesy of a rude HairMare!
“FEELTHY BEECH!” Cozy barked as she scrambled to her feet, one hand pressed to her aching tush, the other pointing an accusatory finger at the champion. “You weel pay for dizreespecteeng me soOH!”
Macy lunged in showing Bytch Slap so the brunette spun away to protect her face and got CRAAACKED between the shoulders with an Overhand Slap instead! LeBlanc winced, went up on tiptoe and keened for Al’s assistance the moment Renquist’s fingers nested in her hair.
“Keep out of her hair, Mace.” the ref chided. “You know better than that.”
“Yeah, I guess I do.” The Beach Blaster sounded bashful, yet she was beaming when she went up on tiptoe and sank to one knee, all the better to toss Cozy onto her butt with a second, albeit far more controlled, HairMare.
“Amereecan brat!” the brunette hissed. “I shall NNNNGGHHH!”
Macy reared back with both hands, looking for all the world like she was about to press the flesh with a whole row’s worth of fans. Instead she landed an echoing two-handed sideswipe of a Bytch Slap atop the same welt she’d raised only moments prior! “Whimper and cry out every time I slap your back? I’d already figured that out!” Macy teased. “But I wonder what you’ll do when I BREAK your back?”
Eager to find out, the Slappin’ Sensation scraped her rival off the canvas with a perfectly legal Wristlock, then sent her into the strands with a quick Irish Whip. Wincing at the touch of rubber-coated steel to her sizzling back, Cosette bounced clear without thinking to hook an arm or two, meaning she was moving somewhere near top speed when Macy swung to one side and cinched an arm around the Frenchwoman’s midsection. Muscling LeBlanc up under that arm like she was Pandora and not the sub-125 Queen, Macy caught hold of the challenger’s near thigh, pivoted through a half circle and dropped to one knee THWHUMPED Cozy spine-first atop the posted joint!
BACKBREAKER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=WfyPOGJYMqE
LeBlanc jolted from stem to stern, then took another unpleasant jolt because Renquist simply flipped the brunette off her thigh, the red-clad lovely landing flat on her chest and belly. “C’mon Cozy, you don’t have to take that from some cheer squad reject!” Kristy barked from her place on the outside. Just walk it off and--dammit, kick out, Cozy! Kick out!” Macy snugged in tight across the challenger’s chest, hooked the far leg and cradled it nice and tight to the tune of…
ONE…
TWO…
Cosette powered out in time with ‘TWO!’ lest anyone the champ was going to steamroll her veteran opposition. Of course merely escaping didn’t do much for LeBlanc’s position, as Macy made quite clear when she grabbed hold of the brunette’s hair and dragged her to a seat. The former AHW standout snatched at Renquist’s wrists almost at once, but this turned out to be just what the Beach Blaster wanted, judging by the way she gave up the hair to seize her foe’s wrists.
“That’s a pretty snug Scissors you showed me earlier.” Macy admitted as she dropped to a seat behind LeBlanc and tugged her arms backward in a wide ‘V’. “Might even call ‘em cozy.” Renquist giggled at her own bad joke.
“You weel be calleeng me champion beefore thees night is through, vacheEERRRRROOOOOHHHH!” Cozy shook her head in furious protest, alas it wasn’t enough to stop Macy from threading her right leg around the Frenchwoman’s waist and hooking her left leg over LeBlanc’s left arm so she could brace that foot against the right side of her prey’s neck! Doubling down Cosette’s right wrist, Renquist puuuuuuushed out with her left leg and craaaaaaaanked back on the H&B battler’s right wrist to put more and more pressure LeBlanc’s right shoulder.
MODIFIED LOTUS LOCK:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=PstzukMUeZ4
“You wanna tap?” Macy scrubbed her foot against Cozy’s head, jostled her captured wrist back and forth to increase the strain on the brunette’s shoulder. “You wanna tap out, baby? Or does Kristy have to give you permission first?”
“KEES MY ASS!” LeBlanc pounded her heels against the canvas, the grounded highflier gamely fighting to drag their combined weight closer to the ropes. “I do WHAT I want, WHEEN I wantAAARRRRRHHHH HOW DARE YOOOOOOOUUUU!”
Macy hadn’t forgotten the terrible tweaking she’d suffered earlier in the match and she let Cozy know it was still on her mind by freeing up her right hand for a greedy claw grip on the red-clad battler’s right breast! “You went there first, baby.” Renquist’s tone was grim as she put LeBlanc’s bounty through its paces. “Remember that the next time you wanna get nasty.”
“Do not deectate terms to mee, leetle girl.” Cosette growled. “You have neither zee skill or thee authoritee to do AAAAAAAAAHHHHH!”
Macy honed in on LeBlanc’s right nipple and twisted until the brunette’s heels were pounding the mat at a frantic pace. “What do you say, Cozy? Are you giving it up?” Carpenter asked in response to the growing number of ‘TAP!’ chants from the capacity crowd.
“NO!” Cozy shook her head to ensure nothing was lost in translation. “She weel not teety tweest her way to veectoNGH! NGH! NGH!”
Renquist must’ve believed the challenger because she relinquished the pincer to deliver more than half a dozen quick, stinging slaps to the underside of LeBlanc’s right breast! “You’re probably right, ma’am.” Macy countered Cozy’s ‘little girl’ barb with her own stinging rebuke. “Can’t twist anything that small, I’ll just have to slap ‘em out of your top instHEYOOOOFFFHH!”
LeBlanc wrenched her right hand free of the blonde’s grip, twisted onto all fours and launched herself at the lightweight champ with a low-flying Spear that bowled Renquist over and left the challenger straddling her waist!
“Yeah, Cozy! Get her! Get her!” Kristy beat a fist against the apron, then offered her friend a classy little golf clap when Cosette buried both hands in the blonde’s hair and just BWUNKED the back of her head against the deck at least half a dozen times!
“YOU THEENK YOU CAN HUMEELIATE MEE?” the furious Frenchwoman shrieked down at her thrashing opposition. EET EES I WHO WEEL HUMEELIATE YOU!” She would’ve continued in this fashion if Al Carpenter hadn’t interrupted with a count that came far too soon for her liking. “What ees thees? You theenk you can protect her from mee?” Cozy popped up and skittered toward the ref, forcing Al to give ground even though he had about a foot on the challenger.
“You can’t just beat her senseless against the mat, Cozy.” Carpenter explained once she’d backed him into the ropes.
“Ees that what you theenk, skeeny man?” the brunette snapped. “Allow mee to show you how fooleesh you are!”
Dismissing him with a single hiss, the veteran stalked over to Macy, hopped up and THUMPED both feet into the blonde’s stomach with a quick Double Stomp! Renquist let out an loud ‘ooooffffhhh!’ and strapped both arms across her tummy to make sure all her organs were still in the appropriate places. This meant her noggin was undefended, a lapse LeBlanc exploited by getting into place directly overhead and hopping up for a miniature stomp-scuff, the vindictive Frenchwoman scraping the soles of her boots down the curve of Macy’s forehead!
“BYTCH!” The flustered Floridian rolled onto her belly and clambered to her hands and knees, one of the former quickly pressed to her face to ascertain the worst of the damage. Cosette was sorely tempted to plant the toe of her boot in Renquist’s rump, yet in the end she decided on something a bit more elegant. Bouncing into the ropes on Macy’s left, she sprinted back at the prone champion and flipped into an effortless somersault, the Frenchwoman’s right leg extended full length so that her heel THWHUMPED down full force between her foe’s shoulders! Renquist cried out and collapsed to her stomach, one hand pressed to her aching back while the other scrabbled at the canvas.
SOMERSAULT LEG DROP:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=me0Nj9kCddM
Cozy paid these feeble defenses no mind, her talons went straight to the champion’s flaxen ponytail for the sole purpose of scrrrrrrrruuuuuubbing Macy’s face back ‘n forth across the mat. “KEES EET!” LeBlanc demanded of the squalling American. “KEES ZEE MAT BEFORE I FEENISH YOU!” Macy did nothing of the sort, so Cozy yanked her head up and BWONKED it against the canvas to put an end to her aggressive abrasion. Pushing to a knee without relinquishing her hair-hold, LeBlanc turned a wicked smirk on Kristy and confirmed, “She ees notheeng! A leetle beech for the crusheeng!”
“Then break her down, babe!” the Black Sheep urged. “Show the punk what happens to trash that messes with H&B!”
Happy to do just that, Cozy clambered to boot-leather and forced Renquist to do the same. Reeling the blonde into a Front Facelock, LeBlanc tossed the champ’s near arm across her shoulders and caught hold of some of white lycra at Macy’s hip. Soon as that was set she dipped into a deep crouch and popped her hips to take the Beach Blaster up, over and down with a particularly snappy Snap Suplex. Cozy floated over into a Crossbody on impact, the ferocious French Waterbug hooking the far leg nice and tight to keep Macy down through…
ONE…
TWO…
Renquist got a hand on LeBlanc’s chin and shoved her away simultaneous with ‘TWO!’, an unforgivable act of defiance that earned the blonde a barrage of stinging slaps to the face, chest and belly! “How do you like eet?” she sneered. “Do you like zee steeng of my hand, brat?” Receiving no satisfactory answer, Cosette grabbed hold of Macy’s left wrist and yanked her to her feet and-- CRAAACK!
Macy swiveled the Frenchwoman’s head to one side with a stinging Bytch Slap loud enough to earn an ‘OOOHH!’ from the crowd. “Now THAT’S a sting, beeyotch!” Renquist chided just before she took control of the Wristlock and sent LeBlanc into the ropes with an Irish Whip. Cozy returned as quickly as she left but Macy still had more than enough time to pivot in and slip an arm around her waist for another BackbreakNOOOO!
LeBlanc jumped into the lift, locked her thighs around Renquist’s noggin and spun through a gorgeous Tilt-a-Whirl that set the challenger down snugged in on Macy’s left side. Capitalizing on the blonde’s moment of surprise, Cozy hooked her right arm around the back of Renquist’s head while twining her right arm around Macy’s left thigh. In the same instant she doubled over so they were both looking at the canvas, then snapped up and back to THWHONK the base of Macy’s skull against the thinly-sheathed plywood with a flawless French Leg Sweep! The Slappin’ Sensation bounced to a seat with one arm cradled across her throbbing skull.
FRENCH LEG SWEEP:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=EMKVm7fTr6k
Still close, LeBlanc reached for Renquist’s hair only to draw back when Macy flopped onto her stomach and pushed to one knee. Quickly angling herself into position on her opponent’s left, Cozy slowly backpedaled into the ropes, but kicked her return into high gear when Renquist made it to her feet, albeit doubled over. Closing the gap in a span of heartbeats, LeBlanc launched into a high-speed somersault that culminated with her right leg hooking over the back of Macy’s head, all the better to THWONK her face-first into the canvas! Chomped hard be Le Bulldog, Renquist flopped onto her back, then groaned in woozy protest when Cozy mounted her in a heavy Schoolgirl Pin. Thighs pressed snug to her seat’s cheeks, LeBlanc taunted the FAWNatics with a showy double bicep flex while Al counted out…
LE BULLDOG:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZusJbnCAhmc
ONE…
TWO…
THRNOOOO!
Macy planted her feet and bridged, tossing H&B’s vicious foreign exchange student onto all fours with half a second to spare. Smacking her palms against the mat in anger rather than frustration, LeBlanc popped to her feet and proceeded to drive stomp after stomp into Renquist’s belly, the determined brunette only calling it off once Macy rolled onto her stomach to protect it from further bludgeoning.
“Oh how I weesh we were doing thees on zee Riviera.” Cozy cooed after she’d circled around to the blonde’s feet. “Zee thrill of humileeating you in thee bedroom and zee beach, just… magnifique!”
“Yuuuhhh… you don’t wanna do this on the sand, honey.” Renquist pushed onto her elbows and tried to crawl away, the task made more difficult because LeBlanc had seized both ankles. “You couldn’t handle the slaps or the sunburnneerrrhhh get off!”
In firm control of the champion’s stems, Cosette stepped onto the back of Macy’s thighs and deftly angled opposing shins across her own to keep them locked in place. Perfectly aware of what the H&B veteran had in mind, Renquist kept her elbows jammed into mat and her hands snug to her chest so-- “OOOOOWWWWWWW BYTCH!” The Beach Blaster wailed to high heaven when Cozy grabbed a huge double handful of white waistband and tugged her bottoms north by a good six or seven inches!
“Yeah, yeah, saw her in half!” Kristy cackled as LeBlanc sawed the material higher with each passing second. “Make ‘er trade the belt for her briefs, Cozy!”
It was a delightfully cruel idea, one that LeBlanc would have put into practice if the Lightweight Champion hadn’t dispatched her hands to deal with the terrible tugging. Seeing this, Cosette released her hold so Renquist could tend to the damage only to snatch a wrist in either hand before she could do a damned thing! “I have you now, leetle girl.” LeBlanc was already rocking in place, the brunette ready to ride a wave of Macy’s anguish all the way to championship gold. “You weel weep and pleed before I deign to let you go!”
Macy twisted her wrists in a desperate attempt to break her tormentor’s control. “The hell I will. You’re not gonna WHOAHOOOOHHSSSHITTTAAARRRRRHHHH!”
Cozy sank into a deep squat, rolled onto her back and boosted Renquist into the air directly overhead, the challenger making a point to bounce her in place before she demanded, “SUBMEET!”
“NOOOOOO!”
LeBlanc drew her knees in close and shifted position so that Macy dropped to her knees and then to her belly with the Frenchwoman still riding high up top. “TAP OUT, BEECH!” Cosette demanded while yoking up on the Floridian’s arms.
“NEVEEEERRRGGGGGHHHH!”
BREAK HER!” Kristy barked as LeBlanc subjected the wailing blonde to another overhead stint. “BREAK THAT BRAT, COZY!”
“SHE EES ALREADY SHATTERED!” the challenger emphasized the point by jouncing Macy in place. “SHE JUST WON’T ADMEET EET!”
“What do you say, Macy?” now it was Al’s turn to check the champ. “Need me to call it? Say the word and this is over.”
“The hell it is!” she yowled. “I’m not going anywherAAAARRRRRHHHHH!”
Cozy took her prey for one more roll before hoisting her for the third time in less than a minute. Only now LeBlanc was relentless in her murderous rocking, the challenger doing her best to separate shoulders and shred knees. “BEG!” she demanded over the pained wailing. “BEG FOR MY MERCEE YOU FILTHEE BRAT!”
RIVIERA ROMERO:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=PqgsMDx8umU
“NOOOOOOOO! I’LL NEVER BEG YOU FOR OOOOFFFFFFHHHH!”
Cozy released the blonde’s wrists and pushed out with her legs while simultaneously rolling to a seat, an brutally elegant shift that THAWHAMMED Macy down on her face, chest and belly as victim of an improvised Facebuster. Shoveling those sniveling remains into a more pinnable arrangement, LeBlanc pressed one hand to Renquist’s cheek and the other to her inner thigh, a domineering show that turned Macy’s pained features to the hard camera while the FAWN Arena counted…
ONE…
TWO…
THRENOOOOOOOO!
If the cover had made her the new Lightweight Champion it would would’ve earned Cosette LeBlanc the Table of Contents in Gladiatrix, easy. Since Macy escaped with a whisper to spare it became nothing more than another fine addition for the ‘Almost Got Her!’ gallery at FAWN.com.
“Don’t get distracted, Cozy!” Sanders Part Deux advised when her friend popped up and advanced on Al Carpenter with murder in her eyes! “You’ve got this, just keep on the little twerp!”
LeBlanc bared her teeth to let Carpenter know the grievance was far from forgotten, then rounded on one heel and stalked back to Renquist to seize a double handful of ponytail. Setting Macy on her feet with a series of sharp, merciless tugs, Cozy hooked one arm over the champ’s shoulders and slipped the other between her thighs just to scoop the blonde onto one shoulder. Pivoting a quarter circle in the same motion, LeBlanc went up on tiptoe and THAWHUMPED Renquist to the mat with a no-frills Body Slam.
“Now you weel fall to ruin!” the red-clad brunette proclaimed just as she stomped on Macy’s tummy en route to the nearest corner. “And I… I weel rise in triomphe!” This proclamation was greeted with thunderous jeers from the crowd, alas it only quickened LeBlanc’s ascent from the canvas to the top of the high rent district. “YOU WEEL ALL BOW TO MEE!” she bellowed at the sea of faces. “YOU WEEL ALL BOW TO ‘OT AND BOTHEERED!”
Cozy punctuated this prophecy with a pair of raised middle fingers, then sank into a deep crouch and launched herself into the heavens. Hang time is a funny thing when you think about it. The logical part of your brain knows damned well that time wasn’t slowing down or stretching out when Dominique Daly or Shea London or in this particular instance, Cosette LeBlanc, took to the skies. And yet the all important lizard brain, the part that cheered the longest and booed the loudest, would’ve sworn on a stack of Bibles that everything slowed to a crawl when doom came swooping out of the overhead lights. Which made it all the more astounding when a hapless crash-pad gathered her wits and rolled toward the corner, leaving her attacker to THAWHAM down full force on the recently vacated stretch of canvas!
Bounced onto her knees by the force of that ruinous miscalculation, Cosette strapped both arms across her abdomen and hunched over so that the pale curve of her forehead rested against the battle-warmed canvas CRAAAAAAAACK!
Macy trudged into place behind the vulnerable challenger and laid lightning between her shoulders with a ferocious Overhand Slap! “Get up!” Renquist barked at the gut-shot challenger. LeBlanc did exactly that, though her progress was far more cumbersome than the Beach Blaster would’ve liked, thus she reared back and CRAAAAAAAACKED her across the back with a two-handed forehand slap!
“BEECH!” Cosette sobbed in breathless hurt as she staggered away from Renquist’s punishing palms. “KEEP YOUR FEELTHY HANDS OFF OOOOOWWW!”
Macy closed in again, only now she crooked her fingers into hooks and raaaaaaaaked the H&B stalwart from shoulders to buttock! Cozy blundered away from the blonde’s claws and ended up in the ropes with one arm hooked over the top. “BACK!” she shouted at Carpenter. “KEEP HER BACKUUGGHHH!”
Macy pivoted on her left foot, swinging every bit of her weight toward the challenger so she could smash a heavy kick across the small of LeBlanc’s back! Bellowing with rage and pain, Cozy turned on the blonde and pounced, driving them away from the strands with a Collar-&-Elbow. Catching the brunette’s wrist when LeBlanc tried to draw nails across her eyes, Macy stepped back, dropped a shoulder and sent Cosette to the far--LeBlanc dug in her heels and reversed momentum on the Whip to send Macy in her place. Renquist ‘twanged’ off the rubber-coated steel, charged back the way she’d came and promptly threw herself into a tumbling forward roll to avoid the Super Kick LeBlanc aimed at her chin! Continuing on the instant she popped out of the somersault, Macy spared a glimpse over her shoulder, then jumped onto the second strand and pushed off full reverse, the Slappin’ Sensation twisting through a taut corkscrew to CRAAAACK a Springboard Bytch Slap offa the Frenchwoman’s cheek!
Cozy spun around in a drunken swoon and collapsed to one knee, her dark eyes on [TILT] in spite of the crowd noise and a constant stream of encouragement / demands from Kristy. Macy on the other hand was infinitely aware of the Black Sheep’s comments, though this was mostly to keep Sanders’ position known as she circled around to the corner that lined her up with the reeling challenger. “WATCH YOUR ASS, COZY!” Kristy shouted. “BYTCH IS TRYING TO RALLY! SHUT HER DOWN!”
Renquist just grinned, grabbed hold of the top rope and dropped into a deep crouch. “You heard her, baby.” she murmured. “Get up and shut me down, if you f*cking can.”
More aware of Kristy than the champion at that moment, Cozy shook off the worst of the cobwebs and clambered to her--“NNNNNNGGGGGHHHH!” The Beach Blaster tore out of the corner at top speed, took to the skies with both knees raised to hip-level and drove them into the brunette’s sternum! Cosette was blown off her feet, the veteran launched through the air to land flat on her back before rolling to one knee in the shadow of the far corner.
SHOTGUN KNEES:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=9AJwxH2cCl8
She’d yet to make it out of that position when Renquist stomped over, grabbed a handful of hair and forced her to stand. A snug Waistlock followed, Macy pivoting so that her back was to the buckles. “Nowhere to go now, hun.” Renquist got low and popped her hips, the blonde affording herself *just* enough clearance to avoid bouncing her head against the turnbuckles. Cozy however was not afforded this luxury and she was driven into the center turnbuckle, the roughly-padded steel connecting between her shoulders with a low BWUUUNG! LeBlanc bounced away from the impact to end up on all fours, the brunette crawling in slow motion circles as she tried to steady her reeling senses.
TURNBUCKLE GERMAN SUPLEX:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=fmqjyspjcwo
As for Renquist, she hopped onto the second strand and waited, the blonde motionless save for one twitching hand that beckoned Cosette rise. LeBlanc complied eventually, struggling to boot-leather but remaining doubled over with her head pointed toward the corn-- Renquist hopped down, landing with her thighs threading Cozy’s noggin in a Standing Headscissors and her arms cinched around the brunette’s waist. Bouncing up the instant she touched down, Macy flipped over the Hot & Bothered battler to land on her tush in relative comfort while poor Cozy was THWHUNKED down on the crown of her skull, first official victim of the Creature from the Blue Lagoon.
CREATURE FROM THE BLUE LAGOON:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=NE9_nfdO-_Q
Stretched out nice and flat after the devastating Piledriver, Cozy made no protest (Kristy provided more than enough for both of them) when Macy drew both legs into a tight bundle and folded her in half for the…
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!
The Slappin’ Sensation tossed those exhausted gams aside and rose to her full height, Macy offering her wrist to Al so he could raise it in time with the Announcer’s confirmation, “Ladies and gentlemen, your winner via pin-fall and STILL the FAWN Lightweight Champion… MACY RENQUIST!”
Exhausted and elated in equal measure, Macy offered the crowd a sweeping bow and Carpenter a word of thanks when he presented her the Lightweight gold. Smiling a little wider with the prize held snug against her hip, Renquist strolled over to the sprawled expanse of one Cosette LeBlanc and planted a foot on either side of her head.
“Don’t even think about it, brat!” Kristy smacked the apron one handed, then pointed a threatening finger at the Beach Blaster. “You don’t want to cross Hot & Bothered!”
“You’re right, I don’t.” Macy stretched out the title only to snap it shut around her waist in a single oft-performed motion. “At least not tonight. But Cozy here really tired me out and listening to your nattering all night didn’t help, so I’m going to take a load off, if you don’t mind.”
Sanders Part Deux didn’t much care for the way Renquist hooked her thumbs against the leather interior and made the faceplate bounce up and down on her slim hips, so she placed a knee on the apron and climbed aboard.
She would’ve been through the ropes immediately thereafter if Carpenter hadn’t hurried over and blocked her path. “Ok Kristy, let’s keep it outside. No reason to get involved here.”
“The hell there isn’t! I’m not about to sit around and let that scrawny brat humiliate NNNNGGGGGGHHHH!”
Charging the corner nearest the would-be interloper, Renquist hopped onto the middle turnbuckle and launched herself at the Black Sheep with a Diving Bytch Slap that caught her flush across the cheek! Kristy tumbled to the floor in a breathless sprawl, one hand pressed to her face and all thoughts of interjection curtailed for the time being.
“Jeeze Macy, was that really necessary?” Al muttered as the blonde strutted back to the flattened Frenchwoman.
“Ever had someone knock at the door two seconds after you sat down on the couch?” Renquist replied without looking back.
The ref didn’t answer so Macy returned to her previous position, only now she faced the challenger’s feet. Gripping the faceplate in both hands, she spun it around backwards and gave the gold a slap before she dropped to her knees. A cheer from the FAWNatics as Cozy vanished from the nose on down, another sub-125 contender figuratively and now literally this close to the Lightweight Gold.
Hands on her thighs as she wriggled through a little settlin’ in grind, Renquist offered the cheering throng a sly grin before turning her attention to the nearest camera. “Hiya Beth. I don’t have a postcard at hand, but rest assured, ‘wish you were her!’ Apparently bawling your submission at Mayhem wasn’t enough beatdown, that’s the only reason you’d be foolish enough to touch me with that nasty little branding iron of yours. And Domi Daly… you want to step to me? Go nose to nose and claim YOU’RE the best athlete in the Lightweight Division? A bold strategy. Let’s see how it pays off, shall we? I’m challenging both of you to a Triple Threat at Red, White & Bruised. One fall to a finish, but don’t worry, it’ll be multiple choice. “Tap. Nap. Or Slap.”
Challenge extended, the Beach Blaster moved her hands to LeBlanc’s tummy and settled back into the mount, portrait of a young woman enjoying some much needed relaxation after a particularly arduous task.
It was from this view that the broadcast cut to a hype video for Swelter’s World Championship match.