Post by hawkeye on Sept 3, 2020 1:38:46 GMT
With Kylie still in recovery mode back in the locker room, recuperating from her arduous win over Sid Duffy, her Hot&Bothered partner mumbles curses at the powers that be under her breath. Washington understands it’s her responsibility to slow the spread of Da Man’s virus now, tonight’s strain being the recently signed Disney dork that had somehow teamed with that Yankee Doodle Karen to beat her and Chill at RW&B.
Slaybor Day would be different.
Jasmine V’s soft melodic ’That’s Me Right There’ fills the arena bowl and the crowd’s collective gaze turns to the upper stage. Wash pushes through to face this test on her own.
(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8tEyAAniu5U&index=36&list=PLFgquLnL59anjMBFmfztjKvngIUN1F987 )
The Dogg Pound is small but the few barking fans do their level best to keep up with the storm of jeers from the majority of the crowd. The gorgeous African-American grappler moves to center stage, the crowd momentarily mesmerized by the action of Washington’s hips and booty, the ‘WOOFS’ becoming more clear.
JASMINE WASHINGTON
Starting down the ramp, J-Dogg flashes signs and shakes dat incredible ass, Washington leading the ‘hate parade’, as the FAWNatics chant “FAKE…L…K” and “HOT AND BEATEN”.
Dressed in a tiny black hoodie, (black version of the following: i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/biggerb/Jasmine-clothing.jpg~original ), Dogg angrily snaps her head back to clear the hood, her shoulder-length ebony locks brought into view. She waggles her way down the aisle as if she owns the place, her face pinching with disgust when shying away from the extended hands of the crowd.
Beneath the woman wears camo boy-cut trunks (http://s2.photobucket.com/user/biggerb/media/Jasmine-clothing%20below.jpg.html ) which accentuate her bootylicious backside all the more. Below are black pads and boots.
Reaching the ring, Wash hops to the apron and swishes her rump from side to side. She dips and slides through the ropes, the ring announcer taking that as his cue.
“Our next match is scheduled for one fall with a 20-minute time limit. Standing five feet, five inches tall and weighing in at 125 pounds. She’s the Hot in H&B, the J-Dogg of the yard…Jasmine Washington.”
Jas swivels her badonka-donk through a pirouette, lifting a double-barreled, middle finger salute. The rising tide of Stepford wrestlers would end with the dethroning of the so-called Princess. The only thing Giselle would be wearing tonight would be some Badass backside.
Ethereal chimes draw the FAWNatics’ attention from the Dogg Pound, the following strings transporting everyone in the arena to a faraway place and time.
Giselle’s Theme ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=oEBNIzOIbVs ) by Lindsey Stirling
Feeling a flight of fancy, the crowd’s murmurs grow in anticipation as they crane their necks to see the beautiful heroine Lady Liberty had brought to the organization. The fans are not disappointed by the sight of the fresh-faced brunette appearing from stage right.
PRINCESS GISELLE
With the appearance of Disney royalty, the newcomer moves to center stage. The ovation is there but most gaze in wonder at a woman torn out of a fairy tale. The dark-haired beauty wears what can only be called FAWNticized Sleeping Beauty gear.
( www.amiclubwear.com/costume-storybook-jj1-4615sultrysnow.html ) red boots instead of pumps
She strides to the ring bouncing between each side of the aisle, making certain to touch each fan reaching, beaming smile melting the hearts of all those around her. She reaches the ring and takes a lap under the sneer of Sanders’ pit bull.
As the crowd loudly demonstrates its approval, the ovation grows when Giselle lifts a silver wand high and blasts a glitter bomb into the air above, scattering metallic, glimmering confetti into the front rows.
The radiant Princess ascends the steps and enters, moving to the middle under the watchful and hateful eyes of Jasmine. The ring announcer realizes his opportunity.
“And her opponent, standing five feet and weighing 115 pounds, hailing from the Magic Kingdom, the stunning Belle of the Brawl…PRINCESS GISELLE!”
The stunning rookie lowers into a curtsy, Nick hovering nearby to make sure Washington doesn’t chop her foe down before the toll of the bell.
Giselle move to the corner opposite her rival, handing over her wand and letting Castle pat her down as he done to J-Dogg moments before. Finding nothing wrong with the paragon of virtue and corporate cuteness, Nick tosses the enchanted baton to a FAWN attendant and calls for the bell.
The women circle out of their corners, slowly coming together in a collar and…UGGGHH.
Jasmine immediately flips the script on Giselle, driving a toe kick into the tummy of the rookie, hazel eyes bulging as she groans from the impact.
“Da Man’s got big things planned for you, I’m sure,” Washington growls. “Made sure you and Liberty won at Swelter.” Jas tugs the lowered head of the Princess to her hip and grinds on a side headlock.
“Chill and I have something else very much in mind.”
Jasmine seamlessly transitions from a side headlock to a ¾ facelock and snap mares the Belle of the Brawl to a seat on the canvas. J-Dogg instantly drops to a seat behind her foe, quickly pulling Giselle into her lap and applying a scissors around her foe’s waist as she snakes her arms under and around those of the Disney-adjacent royalty. Wash laces her fingers behind Giselle’s neck to secure a full nelson
“You’re gonna wish you had some padding on that lil’ ‘white girl’ booty,” Jasmine chuckles.
She leans to her back, bringing Giselle with her, then pelvic thrusts up, forward and down, PLANTING the Princess’ cheeks into the thinly-covered plywood with an old-school keister bounce. A shockwave runs from tailbone through the rookie’s spine, Giselle’s flawless face pinching in pain.
Once is never enough for J-Dogg and she drops backward with her cargo still tightly lashed to her own body with the nelson. Up-forward-down Giselle goes a second time and a third, the final in the string drawing a yelp from the brunette and, when Washington releases her nelson and scissors, the hands of the Princess rush to her aching backside, not so subtly massaging her bruised buttocks.
With Jasmine already on her feet behind the Fairytale Fighter, J-Dogg turns tail and hits the ropes. She rebounds at full speed and flips over her foe’s right shoulder, grabbing Giselle’s head on the fly-by. Jas SPIKES the face of the Princess into the deck between Giselle’s outstretched legs and, while Washington somersaults to her feet, Giselle’s head snaps back from the impact in whiplash fashion, the brunette ending in a wide-limbed sprawl.
Having proven Giselle and Lady L’s tag win a fluke, Jasmine dives atop the starfished Princess for the…
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Giselle kicks free of the pinning predicament, rolling to her side, trying to blink some senses back into her gray matter. Jasmine rises to a knee next to her foe. She gives a disdainful slap to the back of Giselle’s skull then strides to the nearest buckles, climbing to the top and turning to face her rising foe. Timed to perfection, the Badass from Hotlanta leaps from her perch as the bent Princess provides an inviting target. Jas mushroom stomps the shoulderblades of the brunette, emphatically reversing the course of the Disney-adjacent royalty, flattening Giselle’s face and chest back into the canvas.
J-Dogg passes on a pin, instead snatching Giselle by each wrist and pulling her up to a kneeling position. Washington crosses the arms of the Princess in front of her foe, creating a straightjacket grip, then falls to her back having captured the rookie in the Creeping Jasmine.
Creeping Jasmine ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=fEH6ZH-9KoI )
With the brunette arched in pain above her, Jasmine’s folded knees pressing into the lower back of the raised Princess, J-Dogg demands Castle ask if the wannabe Cinderella has figured out the glass slipper no longer fits. Giselle grunts out a pained, squeaky ‘no’. The refusal and the early stage of the match convince Washington some more softening of the Theme Park Monarch is necessary, if not also warranted.
J-Dogg scornfully tosses away her bone, the Princess landing on her face and chest. Jas pushes to a kneeling position next to her foe. She sinks her ruby nails into the flowing, dark locks of her opponent and drags her there, the women nose to nose.
“Girl. Time for you to get back to Universal!”
Washington loads up to slap a bytch and fires. But Giselle blocks the incoming and shoots back with a knife-edge chop to Jasmine’s chest that rocks the Badass. The Princess levels another and a meaty SMACK echoes through the bowl followed by the requisite ‘WOOOO’.
A fired-up Princess draws a wincing Wash up with her and chops J-Dogg all the way to a corner, the flurry only final when Jasmine’s back hits the buckles. The rookie dips an arm through the café-au-lait-hued stems of the Hot in Hot&Bothered, lifts her to a shoulder and deposits her roughly to the canvas with a body slam. With Washington laid out in front of her, the Princess climbs to the middle ropes before turning and facing the sprawled Jasmine. She vaults from her perch, elevating in careful but impactful fashion, landing a simple but CRUSHING senton across J-Dogg’s midriff.
Jasmine grunts loud and deep from the collision, her body jackknifing around Giselle’s. Still strewn across the mewling Wash, Giselle hooks both legs and rolls toward Jasmine’s chest, piling the Badass on her shoulders for the…
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Jasmine’s squirming shoulders remain stuck to the canvas for what would have been THREE, but she’s able to reach out an arm and wrap a set of fingers around the bottom cable, saving H&B from a third straight loss to the Princess and/or the Patriot.
Giselle breaks loose before Castle can start his count. She rolls to her feet and loiters a few feet away from Washington, concentration on the grimacing J-Dogg unbroken as Jas uses the ropes to rise.
As Wash steps away from the cables, the Princess moves toward her foe. Jasmine lifts a knee toward the Princess’ abdomen but the brunette pivots to take it on the hip and BLAST the Badass with a European Uppercut. With Jasmine’s bell properly wrung, Giselle inserts her own knee, doubling over J-Dogg, a burst of an exhale forced from Jas. Working smoothly for a FAWN rookie on a big stage, Giselle underhooks and locks both of Washington’s arms then SNAPS her foe up and over, THUMPING J-Dogg’s spinal column into the deck.
Snap Butterfly Suplex ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=uWoVOJtppBc ) 2:09
Jasmine’s momentum takes her to a split-second seated position before she flops bonelessly to her back. The princess kips to her feet to a roar from the crowd, the FAWNatics eager to see Kylie’s number-one fall to the growing goodness. Giselle sprints to the splayed Dogg, skips over and hops into the nearby corner, quickly reaching the top and turning to face her target.
She raises her arms high and wide, the throngs excited for Jasmine to be sent to the Loss Pound courtesy a trip to Splash Mountain from the effervescent brunette. Giselle propels herself from the top buckle, collapsing into a tight tuck at the zenith of her flight, then spreading wide as she lands her E-ticket ride across Jasmine…KNEES!
Giselle’s hazel peepers appear as they may burst from their sockets as she rolls away from being impaled by the bony caps. The brunette ends on her back, hugging her gutted belly, moaning fitfully as Jasmine rolls to hands and knees, a weary smile emerging when J-Dogg sees the damage.
Washington pushes to her feet and walks to the groaning Princess, the brunette reaching all fours, features twisted in pain from the pain in her knotted belly. From behind, J-Dogg mounts Giselle, applying a standing head scissors. She dips and grabs the arms of the Disney-adjacent royalty at the elbows, lifting both limbs to a wide ‘V’.
Jas drops to her knees THRUSTING Giselle’s face into the deck with ring-rattling force. Wash pivots to her backside, flipping her foe as well. But while Jasmine is seated, her legs draping over the arms of the Princess, the rookie’s shoulders are clearly flat to the canvas.
Scissors Facebuster ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=rJlzoMSSYfg )
The Badass from Hotlanta leaves her lower limbs across for the…
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Giselle kicks her way out from under, ending on her side. But J-Dogg is quickly on her back, riding the dark-haired newcomer as Giselle tries to fight her way to vertical. By the time she’s there, Jasmine is tight, snaking her arms around the noggin of the Princess. Jasmine secures her sleeper grip, guns pressing tightly against both a temple and the carotid of her foe.
“Time for a nap, sleeping beauty,” Jasmine whispers through a sneer into the Belle of the Brawl’s ear.
Jasmine tightens her grip as the brunette flails and twists, Giselle trying to fight her way free but unable. Slowly but surely, with the blood flow to her brain being cut to perilous levels, Giselle’s lids flutter, her limbs grow rubbery and, as Washington bears down, the Princess begins to jerk spasmodically, the end of her singles debut nigh. Or so it appears until her arms rise and wrap around the back of J-Dogg’s skull, pulling Washington’s chin to the crown of her head. The Princess drops to her backside and jaw-jacks Jasmine, the Badass whiplashing away from the impact.
As Jas staggers off, managing to maintain verticality as she massages her jaw, Giselle tries to shake some senses back into her gray matter, hazel eyes blinking wide. Slowly, she pushes to her feet in time to watch a loopy J-Dogg plodding in her direction. The Princess ducks under a wild right from Washington and when Jasmine spins to find her foe after the miss, Giselle shoots a toe kick toward the café-au-lait-hued tummy of the Badass.
Unfortunately for most of the FAWNatics, J-Dogg is ready despite her questionable state and catches the limb before it can hit its mark. She raises the limb high, forcing The Princess to hop on her planted stem, though not for long as the Belle of the Brawl elevates, shooting an enziguri kick toward Jasmine’s temple.
Again J-Dogg is ready for the attack, dipping beneath the flashing footwear. With the swing and miss, Giselle breaks her captured foot free, landing on her knees in front of Washington. Kylie’s partner in crime, hooks both of Giselle’s arms at the elbows and RIPS the resident of her own Magic Kingdom to her feet before launching Giselle up and over, THUMPING The Princess down on her head and shoulders with a Tiger Suplex.
Tiger Suplex ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=RaWiW6mJKqc )
The shellshocked Giselle somersaults to her chest, ending face down and unmoving from the brain-blasting landing.
Jasmine kips to her feet and spreads her arms high and wide, prompting a hateful round of jeers from the audience, the Badass reveling in the revulsion, seemingly enjoying that this animosity is hers and hers alone, not leftovers from Vanilla Chill. J-Dogg takes a lap around the ring, rubbing it in the faces of fans while a rickety Princess pushes up from all fours.
Before she can straighten to vertical completely, Jasmine regains her concentation and rushes Giselle. She lifts her right leg, draping it over the back of the brunette’s neck then rides Giselle down to another face-first slambang against the thinly sheathed plywood, Wash’s Jazzasser leaving the Princess a steaming wreck, the Belle of the Brawl absently flopping to her back, ending in a wide starfish.
Jazzasser ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=4RlfTe3gw34 )
J-Dogg scrambles from her flanking seated position into a tight lateral press, eager to end the charade of competitiveness the Princess managed to perpetrate with the…
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The Theme Park Monarch pushes a shoulder up and an aggravated Dogg responds by mounting her foe in a front-facing straddle. She snatches a handful of her foe’s long, flowing chestnut locks, lifts the face of the Princess into prime punching range, then lets fly, pounding away with right after right toward Giselle’s jaw, some punches blocked, others not. With the Disney-adjacent royalty in a daze from the bombardment by the time a count of ‘FOUR’ halts J-Dogg’s fun, Jasmine hops to her feet and stares down at the splayed rookie.
“Da Man picked a glutton for punishment this time,” Wash growls to no one in particular. “That’s cool ‘cause I can deliver.”
Jas lands a stomp to Giselle’s lower abdomen, jackknifing the Princess, a loud moan emanating from pursed lips opened by the blow.
“You ain’t royal shyt in the Dogg Pound, bytch!” Washington informs.
Striding to the nearby corner, Jasmine ascends the buckles and turns to face her target. Dipping into a crouch, the Badass leaps into the void, twisting through a 180 as she spreads out to hit her signature Jazzy Jump.
Jazzy Jump ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nwjg-16BFSg )
But before Washington can squash the remaining fight out of the Princess with her crossbody landing, Giselle rolls out of the way, leaving nothing but open canvas for Jasmine.
The reverberating THUMP draws a momentary, sympathetic groan from the crowd then cheers of delight, the FAWNatics realizing a turning point has been reached. As J-Dogg rolls to her back, hugging her midriff like she’s keepnig internal organs in place, the Theme Park Monarch pushes to her feet.
Grabbing Jas by a shoulder and wrist, the Princess pulls Jasmine to stooped feet. She aims Washington to the far corner and sends her racing in that direction with an Irish Whip, J-Dogg turning into a body-rocking, back-first collision. The force of the connection shuts off the café-au-lait-hued stems of the grappler, Jasmine plopping to her infamous ass, legs extended in front of her as her head bobbles, the Dogg in a daze.
The Belle of the Brawl is not and she sprints across the canvas, launching into a cannonball connection, her corner meteora BLASTING the Hot in Hot&Bothered and leaving Jas a limp lethargic wreck.
Corner meteora ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=EZvwITKxo88 )
Giselle grabs the ankles of the waylaid Washington and drags the flaccid Jasmine to center stage where she climbs aboard Wash in a tight crossbody pin for the win at…
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THRNOOO!
Wash denies the Princess and her court of FAWNatics, the audience groaning when Jasmine kicks free with Castle’s hand on the way down for the final time.
Giselle takes the result in stride, popping to her feet and staring down at the stirring Washington before departing for the nearest corner. She climbs quickly, turning to face a rising Jasmine. Taking flight like Tinkerbell, the Princess leaps with legs extended. She lands on the shoulders of her foe, ivory legs clamping down on either side of J-Dogg’s noggin. The spinning momentum of her diving headscissors does the rest, as Giselle violently flips The Badass off her feet, Jas landing halfway across the ring.
The impact rattles the canvas-covered plywood and Jasmine’s left reaching for the base of her aching spine, face etched in pain.
Flying headscissors ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=uWoVOJtppBc ) 2:39
To her credit, Jas fights through the pain, pushing to vertical to continue the battle before the Princess can try for another pin. However, it proves a mistake when Giselle moves to a turning Wash, grabbing her foe’s head with a ¾ facelock. Not in possession of her full set of faculties, Jasmine’s unable to counter when the athletic brunette backflips to a landing on her knees and DRIVES the back of Jasmine’s skull into the deck with a perfectly executed Shiranui.
Shiranui ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=uWoVOJtppBc ) 1:28
The Disney-adjacent royalty crawls to the demolished Dogg, dropping across her in a lateral press for the…
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Jas throws a shoulder up again, showing Chill-like resistance in surviving another pinning predicament. But the growing confidence of Giselle shows, the crowd picking up on it, chanting her name. The brunette offers a glittering smile and a royal wave in return. She returns her attention to the Badass from Hotlanta as her foe rises, delving a toe kick deep into Jasmine’s golden-brown tummy, doubling Wash over and leaving her open for more.
The Princess captures Jasmine in a front facelock, flipping a limp arm of the African-American grappler over her neck and plucking a leg off the canvas, cradling it away from Washington’s frame to give her the lever to complete Mister Toad’s Wild Ride.
Mister Toad’s Wild Ride ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=uWoVOJtppBc ) 3:43
The spinning neckbreaker PLANTS Jasmine’s skull into the canvas while simultaneously wrenching her neck in a vicious spin cycle and when J-Dogg comes to rest on her side, a simple shove from the Princess puts the Badass on her back.
Giselle dives atop her foe, back to Jasmine’s torso as she hooks the far leg for good measure, getting the…
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THRENOOO!
Again, Giselle is denied. This time the rookie shows some frustration at Jasmine’s perseverance, slapping the canvas next to her as the crowd sighs in unison, the throngs sure the ‘Ride’ would end in a win.
Giselle latches onto a wrist and shoulder and draws the flagging J-Dogg up with her. She pivots and tosses Jas off to the far ropes with an Irish Whip, following behind to the middle where she stations for her foe’s rebound. Washington indeed charges toward her after the u-turn at the cables. Giselle dips and launches Jasmine with a back body drop. But Wash adds a little ‘oomph’ behind the toss and manages to stick the landing behind the Belle of the Brawl.
The Princess seems to know from the sound Jasmine’s landed on her feet and she heads for the ropes in front of her, hitting them chest-first and somersaulting backward into a scissors of J-Dogg’s midriff. Washington wraps her arms around Giselle’s waist and lifts her high, not realizing the Theme Park Monarch has her wheelbarrow bulldog on tap for the Badass.
Wheelbarrow Bulldog ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=uWoVOJtppBc ) 2:58
But before Giselle can use her momentum to strap on a side headlock and drive J-Dogg’s skull into the canvas, the Badass heaves Giselle off her, the brunette landing on her tailbone, a nasty shockwave moving up and down her spinal column. The Princess reaches for her backside, massaging her cheeks until Washington races past, hits the ropes, and flattens Giselle with a low-rise dropkick.
Instantly Jasmine’s up and in motion, skipping over the prone Princess and leaping into a handstand as she hits the ropes. The Badass shows why she’s picked up the nickname Atlanta Airways, backflipping out of the rebound and CRASHING FLUSH across Giselle’s open midriff with the Dogg Pounder Press.
Dogg Pounder Press ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=0BP6uSggKlI ) 4:01
Pin premade when a jackknifing Giselle melts to the deck, Castle drops to the canvas as quickly as he’s able, slapping the canvas for the…
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THRNOOO!
The Theme Park Monarch shows she’s got some of Cinderella’s spunk, pushing a shoulder up to break the count and rolling to her side where she swaddles her knotted abs, groaning through the pain.
Wash rises and kicks the Princess to her back. Standing in a reverse straddle of her foe, J-Dogg lifts and crosses the stems of the Fairy Tale Fighter. Using Giselle’s right leg as a handle, Jas turns her stance and, in so doing, flips the Princess to her chest, securing a brutal Hotlanta Clutch.
Hotlanta Clutch ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=hPHttH4BXpg )
Torturing both Giselle’s alabaster stems and her spinal column, Jasmine leans forward with the knotted gams, loudly demanding the live-action cartoon character surrender not to a wicked witch but a badass bitch. Castle urgently asks if the Belle of the Brawl wants to give in. The brunette’s palm hovers over the canvas for long moments, prompting the crowd to chant “Please…don’t…tap”.
When the hand comes down, it’s not to slap the mat. Instead, the rookie digs her nails into the canvas and drags her way forward a few inches at a time until an agonizing dozen seconds ends with Giselle wrapping a palm around the bottom rope. The Princess squeals for a break and Castle concurs, but it takes his count of ‘FOUR’ for J-Dogg to release her bone.
Washington retreats a step to get Da Man off her back. But when Giselle uses the ropes to climb to one knee, Jasmine decides her opponent has had enough recovery time. She rips the brunette to her boot soles and away from the cables. Dipping, Jas sends an arm between the ivory stems of the Princess and she ‘hups’ Giselle off the canvas turning the elevated Princess onto a shoulder. But instead of slamming her foe to the canvas, she carries the Theme Park Monarch to the nearest corner and drops the pit of her knees over the top rope on either side. Tying up Giselle’s legs, she lets the Belle of the Brawl dangle in a Tree of Woe.
J-Dogg gallops to the opposite corner, slaps the top buckle and turns, racing to the trapped Princess. She dives and twists from several feet out, RAMMING her ample booty into Giselle’s overturned midriff, forcing a great burst of an exhale from the Disney-adjacent royalty. With a groaning Giselle still trapped after the ass-tastic collision, Jasmine drives stomp after stomp into the brunette’s chest until a final soccer kick to the torso sends a faltering Princess spilling from her captivity.
Wash stares down at the epitome of Da Man’s choice for greatness and decides it’s time to end his dreams. J-Dogg scrapes what’s left of Giselle off the canvas, dips her head between the legs of the Princess and launches the wide-eyed Giselle, Jas gripping behind both knees of her foe as the rookie drapes down her back.
Ass backwards Driver (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xIrXluxc6VU )
But before Jasmine can deliver Giselle to J-Dogg’s happy ending with the Ass Backwards Driver, the Princess shows her will is unbroken.
In her heels-over-head position, the Princess BANGS a knee into the skull of the Badass, three four, five times, Jasmine’s grip loosening enough for Giselle to slide down the back of J-Dogg and pull her foe over in a disjointed sunset flip. Washington’s rolled onto her shoulders, legs bicycling in the air through…
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THRNOOO!
Jas slams her stems together, boxing both of Giselle’s ears with her lower legs and breaking loose of the surprise counter. Both women scramble to their feet and the rookie is a split-second quicker, driving a toe kick into the golden-brown tummy of Washington when Jasmine reaches for her. Doubled and groaning, Wash can manage little in defense when a double axhandle between her shoulderblades from the brunette drops J-Dogg to her knees.
Giselle pivots to a forward straddle of her foe’s noggin, the Princess capturing the Badass from Hotlanta in a loose standing head scissors then dropping to her knees, DRIVING Jasmine’s face into the deck with a brutal Kneeling Facebuster.
Kneeling Facebuster ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=3-Ox6jqRXig ) 00:14
The Princess flips Jas to her back but passes on a pin, instead heading for the nearest corner where she ascends smoothly, spinning to face her target.
Wash, seemingly aware of what the Belle of the Brawl might have in mind, rolls in the opposite direction instead of rising, moving out of range of a dive from Splash Mountain. Safe to climb to her feet, J-Dogg pushes slowly to vertical while a disappointed Giselle drops to the canvas.
Deciding to go to Space Mountain instead of Splash, the Princess races at Washington. Jasmine manages to pluck Giselle off the canvas on her hip but she’s not ready for the crazy momentum the rookie’s generated, the Princess flipping around her body toward the Satellite DDT that would end things.
Space Mountain ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=uWoVOJtppBc ) 3:08
But before Giselle can reach the summit, securing Jasmine’s head in a front facelock and spiking her foe’s skull, Jas drops to her knees and sidewalk SLAMS Giselle nearly through the canvas-covered plywood, The Princess hitting with enough force she bounces several inches off the deck.
Both women are hurting, the war taking its toll, but the Dogg pushes wearily to vertical with a few ticks to spare on the Disney-adjacent royalty. As Washington tries to shake some cobwebs out of her attic, Giselle races raggedly at her foe, missing with a shoulder block as Jasmine pivots and sweeps her past. Just out of Giselle’s rebound from the ropes, Jasmine launches into a pirouette that brings with it a lightning strike of a Tornado Kick that LEVELS Giselle, the crowd groaning in sympathy at the lethality of the boot to the bridge of her nose.
Tornado Kick ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=9h_tFZ0DZQ8 ) 00:03
The FAWNatics seem shocked when J-Dogg passes on a pin. Instead the Badass plucks the semi-conscious brunette off the canvas, Jasmine leaning her against the ropes to help keep Giselle upright while she dips and slips her head between the rubbery alabaster stems of the Princess.
Again, Jasmine launches the Belle of the Brawl, lifting her overhead but hanging on across the pits of Giselle’s knees, the Princess again draped down the back of J-Dogg. Unlike the previous attempt, there’s no rip cord on this descent. Jas sits out, SPIKING the crown of Giselle’s skull into the plywood, a victim of a ring-rattling, consciousness-removing Ass Backwards Driver.
Ass Backwards Driver ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=xIrXluxc6VU )
Settling into a stilled starfish behind the seated and supremely pleased Jas, Giselle’s the victim of tonight’s Grimm fairy tale and Jasmine makes it official when she leisurely spins to the Princess and mounts her in an arrogant schoolgirl pin for the…
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Chin tucked tight to Jasmine’s crotch, Wash’s knees bracketing the face of the Princess, Giselle is Sleeping Beauty to J-Dogg’s Wicked Queen and how wicked becomes clear when Jasmine scoots her undercarriage atop Giselle’s face and gives her features a humiliating ride to the jeers of the FAWNatics.
It takes but a few seconds and Lady Liberty is sprinting to the ring, the American Idol with righteous retribution in her baby blues. Wanting nothing to do with the Patriot Missile, Jasmine scrambles for the exit, slinking under the bottom ropes on one side while Liberty enters on the other.
A furious J-Dogg grabs a microphone off the ring announcer’s table as she strides by, stopping at the base of the ramp while The Lady taps at Giselle’s glossy cheek, trying to rouse her.
“Da Man can’t help you losers. Not when there’s a Dogg on the prowl,” Wash shouts. “Still, I know you bitches are going to be on the Mania card because that’s what Da Man does. So right now. I’m putting it out there. If you two are the American Dream couple then it shouldn’t be a problem to handle Hot&Bothered and I mean all four of us. Kylie, Kristy, Cosette and yours truly. A four-on-two handicap on the grandest stage of them all. Show up or tuck your tails and show your true colors!”
Jasmine drops the mic literally and heads for the back, strutting like Queen Bey to the backstage and a Badass party.