Post by hawkeye on Jan 10, 2022 1:54:40 GMT
The crowd has just started to settle back down after the previous match, The ring announcer lifts the mic pausing just a moment, and as the rock classic song Bad to the Bone starts he starts the introduction, “Introducing first…Hailing from Bad Street Atlanta GA, USA…she stands five foot four inches weighing in at one hundred and nineteen pounds…DIXIE LONGSTREET!”
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DIXIE LONGSTREET:
The Georgia Peach looks as sweet as her nickname, the brunette is wearing a sequins covered red and black bikini top, her Daisy Dukes has a rhinestone peach on one buttock and a UGA bulldog on the other. Holding the Daisy Dukes up is a black leather belt with a big ‘G’ red and black belt buckle, black pads and low cut wrestling shoes finishing off her attire.
Dixie only smirks at the fans that are clearly checking her out, the swish of her hips is hard to ignore. Longstreet has no issue with all eyes being on her, the southern beauty would have been disappointed if she knew a single pair of eyes in the arena weren’t locked on her. She smirks as a fan holds up a “Welcome to Dixie Land!” sign. It’s odd to hear the FAWNanatics cheering the Bad Street Babe, and her returning somewhat the support by slapping hands and grinning.
The southern brunette bell climbs up onto the ring apron and slips through the ropes, she walks over to the ropes and leans out over the top playing into the camera, “Welcome to Bad Street Bytch!”
Dixie flips her hair as she turns and heads to her corner, the Georgia Peach leans in the corner like she hasn’t a care in the world. Longstreet allows the referee his pre match inspection, then Dixie turns and wiggles her ass offering it for inspection. The crowd get a laugh as the referee backs away, Dixie shrugs, “Ya’ll’s loss.”
The crowd cheers still for the veteran as they expect Dixie to teach the Socialite a lesson.
The lights suddenly go dark green. The color of money as the crowd begins to boo. Knowing who's stepping out from the back. as Shania Twain's "Ka-Ching" begins to blare over the PA
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"And her opponent, from New Haven, Connecticut, standing 5'5", 125 lbs, she's the Billion Dollar Fantasy, Tiffani The Socialite Dubois!"
Tiffani steps out from the back. Clad in a brown fur coat that goes down to her knees, covering her attire, and a pair of gold, diamond studded high heels she smirks at the booing crowd, rolling her eyes at their reaction to her before stepping up the ring steps and through the ropes. She snaps her fingers and opens the fur coat. The ref rushing over and helping her remove the coat, revealing her green and gold sports bra top and her green and gold boy shorts. Strutting to the corner, she lifts her right foot, and snaps her fingers to the confused ref.
TIFFANI DUBOIS:
"You don't expect me to wrestle in these, do you? Then come take them off of me"
The ref blushes a bit and moves over to Tiffani's lifted foot and begins to unstrap the gold high heel as the Socialite smirks to the booing crowd. As the shoe is removed she settles her bare foot to the canvas and then lifts her other foot almost brushing the ref's cheek with it as he blushes, and removes the straps from the high heel and she places her other bare sole on the canvas and sneers across the ring at her opponent.
Dixie shakes her head, “Glad to see Ya’ll could find the ring!” she yells across the ring.
The referee does point towards Longstreet’s corner, ordering her back before the match starts. The brunette hops up taking a seat on the top turnbuckle, holding her hands up. As the referee hands Tiffani’s fur coat and heels out to a ring attendant. Dixie watches the Socialite, but the redhead seems calm and collected for someone entering a FAWN ring for the first time, at least as a wrestler.
The Georgia Peach remains seated until the referee calls for the bell, and in one motion she leaps down and begins circling towards the redhead.
Tiffani watches the southern wrestler closely. Deciding early that the mistake she made in their first encounter was letting her get a cheap shot in. Crouching, looking every bit the wrestler Dixie didn't expect.
"What's the matter, longstreet? Nervous you're going to have to pay me back?"
Her fingers wiggling as she moves in, she feigns going for a collar and elbow lock up only to swing her right leg up, aiming for a low knee to the brunette's lower abs.
Dixie smirks, "The only thing Ya'll are getting from me, is a can of whoop ass."
The Socialite catches Longstreet in the belly button, and Tiffani starts to grin, but then she back petals as DIxie looks pissed and stalks after here. Dubois, ducks her head under the top rope and leans against the middle rope screaming at the referee, "GET HER BACK!"
The Bad Street Babe is frustrated as the referee cuts her off, and backs the brunette up while Tiffani is in the ropes.
Tiffani smirks as Longstreet backs up, having the gall to blow a kiss to her opponent as the ref backs her up. Longstreet almost charges towards her but the ref stops her backing her up again, Tiffani feigns being afraid, and even fake cries a little before laughing and slipping back into the ring. Staying close to the ropes as she begins circling the ring, watching her opponent closely.
When the referee finally gets out of her way, Dixie circles in quickly forcing Dubois into a collar and elbow lockup. The pair are similar in size, and it looks like a stalemate for a moment, but then Longstreet starts moving Tiffani towards one of the corners. The crowd begin to cheer as Dixie works the redhead backwards, as the referee circles the pair he moves behind the brunette Tiffani screams, "HAIR REF!"
The Socialite continues to scream as she's pushed into the corner, the FAWNatics try to inform the referee that Dubois is lying, but he still orders Longstreet to back off and stay off of Tiffani's hair.
Tiffani's hands in the air as Dixie tries to argue with the ref she suddenly grabs some hair of her own. The ref suddenly admonishing Tiffani, the socialite simply hisses out.
"It was payback"
As she moves quickly, grabbing the middle ropes and pulling herself in hard, aiming her shoulder for her opponent's abs once twice three times as the ref counts and warns about using the corner. At count four Tiffani smirks and puts her hands up, backing up as though innocent before launching her right bare foot aimed square for the brunette's navel to try to keep her winded in the corner.
Dixie's head snaps back as she trades places with Tiffani in the corner, and she folds around the redhead's shoulder. The grunts are loud, but when Tiffani backs off and sends the kick towards the Georgia Peach's stomach, Tiffani is shocked as Dixie grabs her bare foot and holds it inches from the target. Tiffani takes a swing at Dixie as she hops on one foot, the brunette then lifts Tiffani's leg putting her foot on the Bad Street Babe's shoulder. Fans are impressed as Dubois keeps her balance, until Dixie sweeps her leg and follows the redhead to the canvas. Dixie trying to lock up the Socialite on the canvas.
"UNGH!"
Tiffani goes down to the canvas with her southern opponent wrapping up her waist. Riding her back trying to wear her down. The Socialite grits her teeth.
"Get off of me!"
The wealthy wrestler suddenly grabs the bottom rope and looks to the ref.
"I grabbed the rope! do your damn job!"
The Zebra does his job, ordering Dixie to release Tiffani, but the Georgia Peach has other ideas. Dixie puts her hands on Dubois's shoulders and pushes up to her feet quickly. Before the Socialite can try to stand, Dixie hops in the air and brings both boots down on Tiffani's butt cheeks. The redhead cries out, as Dixie stands for a moment on the round derrière. The referee starts to count Dixie grabs the top rope and marches on Tiffani's bum. The rich girl screaming for the referee to get Longstreet off of her, and just like that Dixie hops off and moves back to the center of the ring grinning as the crowd cheer.
Tiffani groans, holding the ropes, pulling herself up, holding her tailbone and her ass in pain as she takes amoment to recharge as Dixie goes to the center.
"Keep the cheater back, ref. Keep her back."
Sneering, angrily back at Dixie as the ref stays between the two of them
The southern smirks, "Ya'll just a yankee carpet bagger, and that's how we treat them down here in the South."
Dixie tries to circle the referee, but the man is able to keep himself between the two ladies, while Tiffani recovers a bit. Longstreet turns and runs toward the ropes opposite her foe, and comes racing back, if the referee doesn't get out of the way, he can take the drop kick instead of Tiffani,
Tiffani is still holding the middle ropes. Grinning as she watches her opponent charging her. As the ref gets out of the way, Tiffani lets herself drop to the canvas as she holds the rope, creating a gap and letting Dixie sail through as she attempts her drop kick, hoping to send her opponent unceremoniously outside the ring
Dixie tries to grab on to the ropes, but its slips through her fingers as she passes through the ropes. Longstreet's back hits the edge of the ring apron and she tumbles to the arena floor. Longstreet curls on the floor, a hand going to the red mark on her back. The referee orders Tiffani to move away from the ropes as it looks worried. Dixie groans and crawls towards the barrier around the ring to use it to help her back to her feet.
Tiffani rolls her eyes at the ref and slides out of the ring onto the floor, following her downed opponent as she pulls herself up on the barrier. Grabbing the brunette's hair and peeling her up she pulls back and lunges forward, trying to send Dixie forehead first into the guard rail and hopefully back to the mats around the ring in the process
Dixie in on her knees, hands on the top of the guardrail when Tiffani arrives and pulls up the Georgia Peach up to her feet and back away from the railing. Longstreet's eyes go wide before she's driven back into the guardrail head first, Dixie is rocked and takes a staggering step back then her knees give out and the brunette falls back to the floor. The referee counting both woman out of the ring yells, "THREE!"
The crowd booing as Dixie hits the concrete. The Socialite grins and places her bare sole on the southerner's neck, leaning down for a choke as the ref continues to count
"FOUR!"
Leaning in hard. Tiffani grins down sadistically
"I bet you wish you'd just given me my money back!"
"Five!"
Tiffani steps off her opponent's neck and reaches down. Grabbing her hair to try to force her to all fours, while walking back towards the ring
The Bad Street Babe's face turns reddish as she's choked, and Dixie coughs on the first gulp of air after Tiffani removes her foot. Only able to crawl as her hair is yanked, Dixie coughs again as the air struggles to get down into her lungs. The FAWNantics boo the Socialite as she smirks back at them as she starts to pull Longstreet up, but Dixie grabs Tiffani's ankles and yanks back looking to drop the redhead into the ring apron.
Tiffani is ready to pull her opponent up and toss her back into the ring before
"UNGH!"
Her head bounces off the apron as she's tripped up by the redneck. Falling to the thin mats outside the ring, holding her head as she rolls to her back. the ref still counting
"SIX!...... SEVEN!....."
Tiffani shakes her head out as she reaches up for the apron...
Dixie reaches out about the same time and both lightweights pull themselves up on to the ring apron. EIGHT!
The referee watching as both Dixie and Tiffani roll under the bottom rope just before the Nine count. The crowd growing louder as both woman lay on the canvas, Tiffani moves to rise first, but Dixie is right behind her. The Georgia Peach stops and instead of continuing up to her feet launches herself from her knees trying to ram her head into Dubious's tummy.
"OOOOOF!"
The wind rushing out of the rich girl as Dixie's head rammed into her abs. Driving the wind from her lungs as she falls back to the canvas with the southerner on top of her. Trying to stay in this, Tiffani tries to bring her legs up around Dixie's ribs and squeeze while she tries to strategize her next step.
Dixie starts to crawl up the red head's body, when Tiffani's legs clamp down on the brunette's sides. If Tiffani was relying on Dixie playing up the babyface side, is surprised when Longstreet reaches up and wraps her fingers around Dubious's throat, blatantly choking the Socialite. The referee orders Dixie to stop and calls for a break, but Longstreet continues to squeeze as she's getting squeezed by Tiff.
Tiffani gags, a little surprised at her opponent's tactic. The ref starting to count, warning Dixie of a DQ
"ONE!.... TWO!...."
Tiffani isn't having any of it, refusing to win via DQ, the Socialite brings her hands, which are still free, to Dixie's forehead and rakes down hard, trying to blind her opponent and hopefully get a release of a choke as she releases her scissors on the woman, wanting to create some distance
Dixie cries out as her face is raked, and not being able to see she rolls backwards to get some distance as well. The referee warns Tiffani about going to the eyes, as the match is starting to get a bit out of hand. Dixie wipes at her eyes trying to clear her vision, but it's not enough to fix it right away. The referee again warns both wrestlers, "You both need to start following the rules and obeying my commands."
Tiffani rolls her eyes, coughing as she rubs her throat.
"You try being choked by her giant hands!"
Pushing to her feet, turning she sees Dixie still rubbing her eyes and takes off running. Jumping once more trying to aim her bare soles for Dixie's face, needing to keep the southern woman down and dazed
Longstreet on her knees looks up just as Tiffani's bare feet slam into her face. The Southern's arms fling out as she is knocked into the ropes and then slams face first into the canvas. The boos rain down on Tiffani from the FAWNantics, but the Socialite seems uneffected as she sneers at Dixie laying on the canvas.
Tiffani puts her right foot under Dixie's shoulder and uses it like a shovel, flipping the southerner to her back.
"My mommy and daddy paid for all the best wrestling schools, you never stood a chance"
The Socialite places her foot on Longstreet's chest and flexes, shouting to the ref.
"Count her!!"
The ref slides into position and slaps the canvas
"ONE!"
Dixie grabs Tiffani's bare foot and twists the redhead's foot as she rolls to the side taking Dubios down to the canvas. Dixie eyes still watering, but she tucks Tiff's ankle under an arm and grabs her toes squeezing them along with the anklelock. The Bad Street Babe says, "This isn't school, it's FAWN!"
Longstreet twists and squeezes the Socialite's foot and screams, "Give up, Rich Girl!"
"AAAHHHH! NO! NO! NO!"
The crowd shouting with enthusiasm as Dixie gets Tiffani's foot locked in the ankle lock, the Socialite belly down on the canvas. Shaking her head, clawing the canvas and reaching for the ropes as she kicks her free foot, desperate to escape
Dixie grunts as Tiffani kicks at her hip and thigh, but she works the redhead's foot and ankle. The referee watching sees Tiffani reach out and grabs the bottom rope, he turns ordering Longstreet, "She's in the ropes, break the hold Dixie."
Dixie blinking seems to get her sight back, as Tiffani yells, "Get this trailer trash off me!"
Longstreet holding the Socialite still, begins running her finger up and down the sole of Dubios foot, tickling her while the referee starts counting. It's not until the official reaches FOUR when Dixie releases the redhead and moves towards the center of the ring.
Tiffani keeps holding the ropes to make sure that Dixie has to stay back. Reaching up to the middle rope to pull herself up, she starts to move off the ropes but then falls right back to the canvas, screaming holding her ankle. Shaking her head "no" as the ref comes to check on her
Dixie rolls her eyes and throws her hands up, "Come on, she's not hurt! Maybe she should have keep picking on the fans instead of trying to be a real wrestler."
The referee checks on Tiffani with his back to Longstreet, and Dixie is not really know for waiting. Coming up behind the ref Dixie reaches around grabbing a handful of red hair trying to pull the Socialite away from the ropes.
Tiffani begs off as Dixie pushes past the ref, grabbing her hair. The ref turning to yell at Dixie they weren't done checking on the Socialite's "injury", Tiffani balls up a fist and thrusts her forearm up directly between Dixie's legs, trying for a big low blow here to even the playingfield once more.
Dixie is lifted on to her tip toes as Tiffani's balled fist slams into her womanhood. The crowd screams out the foul to the referee, but as usual the zebra is clueless. Dixie's knees knock together and her hands wedge between her thighs, but the teary eyed brunette doesn't fall, frozen in pain.
With her opponent dazed and her hands between her legs, Tiffani decides to take advantage before the suspicious ref can question what's going on. Stepping forward, wrapping her arms around the torso and arms of her opponent, the auburn haired wrestler bends her knees and lifts twisting trying to land a belly to belly suplex on Longstreet and send her back first to the canvas with herself on top
The fans are not a fan of the Socialite, but they look on in appreciation as Tiffani's perky breasts press into Dixie's as the redhead bearhugs the Southerner. Tiffani executes a perfect belly to belly suplex and lands on top of the Georgia Peach as they slam into the canvas. Dixie barely moving as the rich girl grinds down on her, the referee unsure what happened moves around to pick up from where they are now.
"Time for you to experience something you'd normally never get the chance to...."
Tiffani crawls up her dazed opponent's body. Getting to Dixie's head Tiffany turns around her knees on the canvas, facing her opponent's feet.
"The Billion Dollar Fantasy!"
The Socialite pulls up her shorts giving herself a slight wedgie, showing off her firm cheeks to the crowd as she lowers herself down and places her ass atop her opponent's face and nose, grinding in
The stunned Southerner is motionless for a moment, but when Tiffani begins to grind, it seems to send Dixie into action as she squirms and tries to buck the Socialite off her perch. The crowd starts to cheer for Longstreet to escape, or at least not to tap out. Dixie kicks up with her right foot trying to kick Tiffani off her seat.
Tiffani tries to hold on, her hands groping Dixie's chest to stay in place but finally decides to roll off.
"You didn't deserve it anyway"
Pushing to her feet the Socialite stands above her opponent and extends her right elbow, dropping, hoping to land it hard against her opponent's sternum
Dixie again draws a fresh breath, her top a bit askew from Tiffani using her breast as hand holds. Tiffani with extra butt cheek showing moves around to Longstreet's side and drops her elbow right between Dixie's bosom. The Georgia Peach's body spasms as hit by electricity, flopping, but Tiffani remains on top of her grinding her elbow into the brunette's sternum.
Tiffani pushes back to her feet. Smirking. Noticing Longstreet trying to roll to her side, Tiffany places her sole to the brunette's shoulder and presses her back down to the canvas. Extending her elbow once more. Smirking at the crowd's boos, those cheering for the southern woman, she hits another big standing elbow drop right for the Georgia Peach's chest!
The crowd is booing, but they see Dixie's breasts are nearly out of her top. Tiffani drops down across the brunette's boobs again crushing them against Dixie's own rib cage. Longstreet jerks again, her one arm and legs go into the air and fall back to he canvas, Tiffani grinds a bit again, this time fans are sure it's Tiffani pushing the Southerner's top off her breasts before Tiffani starts to rise.
Tiffani gets to her feet, smirking down at her handiwork. Seeing the breasts are almost free she places her foot on the top and shoves down, making sure to expose the Southern wrestler. Chuckling to herself she steps around the brunette and starts kicking, rolling her to the apron until she's laying under the ropes. The ref starts arguing a bit, warning Tiffani to not take this back out of the ring.
"Calm down, Boomer"
Tiffani hisses back before reaching through the ropes, trying to drag Dixie back to her feet on the apron and pull her between the top and middle rope. Grinning to the crowd as she wraps her arm around the back of Dixie's neck in a side headlock.... pulling her through the ropes as she does...
Dixie is moved around until only her ankles hold her lower body on the middle rope, and Tiffani's side headlock holds her upperbody. The referee starts to count Tiffani towards a DQ, but the Socialite still grinning reaches under and works Dixie's hanging breasts while she waits for the referee's count to reach four before driving Dixie face first into the canvas with a devistating finisher the Socialite calls the Deposit Slip. Dixie's body flops, but it looks like the Southerner has been knocked into unconscious.
The crowd is in shock as Tiffani sits on the canvas next to her out cold opponent. The Auburn haired wrestler grabs the shoulder of Dixie and rolls her to her back. She then simply places her right knee across the bared chest of the brunette.
"Count her!"
The Socialite flexes as the crowd boos and the ref counts.
"ONE!"
"TWO!"
Tiffani soaks it in as she continues kneeling on her opponent.... Many fans scream for Dixie to kickout of the cocky pin.
THREE!
Dixie still motionless on the canvas as Tiffani Dubious wins her first FAWN match.
Tiffani soaks in the boos from the crowd. She makes a last ditch effort to check Longstreet's gear for any money, slowly frisking her. Deciding Dixie had been honest about spending it she sneers standing up.
"You like handouts so much?! Fine here's something for your trouble!"
Tiffany pulls out a Five Dollar Bill, showing it to the crowd then lays it on Longstreet's parted lips. Placing her big toe on the money she presses down, forcing her mouth open and forcing the money in, causing an eruption of boos from the crowd.
Tiffani pushes her toes into Dixie's mouth with the five, the Socialite rubbing her toes around inside Longstreet's mouth for nearly a minute before Dixie's body spasms bringing the veteran back too as her air way is blocked. Dixie unsure what happened, she tries to reach for Tiffani's foot and push it from her face.
Tiffani slides her foot out of the mouth and then brings the sole down hard on Longstreet's face, trying to put the veteran right back out with a big stomp as she looks to the nearest ringside camera
"Let this be a lesson to everyone in the back. The Socialite has arrived in FAWN, and this is what will happen to anyone who crosses me."
She shoves off of Dixie's face and slides out of the ring. Snapping her finger to the ring attendant for her coat and heels and then walking, not taking them, forcing the ring attendant to follow behind her with her belongings.
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DIXIE LONGSTREET:
The Georgia Peach looks as sweet as her nickname, the brunette is wearing a sequins covered red and black bikini top, her Daisy Dukes has a rhinestone peach on one buttock and a UGA bulldog on the other. Holding the Daisy Dukes up is a black leather belt with a big ‘G’ red and black belt buckle, black pads and low cut wrestling shoes finishing off her attire.
Dixie only smirks at the fans that are clearly checking her out, the swish of her hips is hard to ignore. Longstreet has no issue with all eyes being on her, the southern beauty would have been disappointed if she knew a single pair of eyes in the arena weren’t locked on her. She smirks as a fan holds up a “Welcome to Dixie Land!” sign. It’s odd to hear the FAWNanatics cheering the Bad Street Babe, and her returning somewhat the support by slapping hands and grinning.
The southern brunette bell climbs up onto the ring apron and slips through the ropes, she walks over to the ropes and leans out over the top playing into the camera, “Welcome to Bad Street Bytch!”
Dixie flips her hair as she turns and heads to her corner, the Georgia Peach leans in the corner like she hasn’t a care in the world. Longstreet allows the referee his pre match inspection, then Dixie turns and wiggles her ass offering it for inspection. The crowd get a laugh as the referee backs away, Dixie shrugs, “Ya’ll’s loss.”
The crowd cheers still for the veteran as they expect Dixie to teach the Socialite a lesson.
The lights suddenly go dark green. The color of money as the crowd begins to boo. Knowing who's stepping out from the back. as Shania Twain's "Ka-Ching" begins to blare over the PA
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"And her opponent, from New Haven, Connecticut, standing 5'5", 125 lbs, she's the Billion Dollar Fantasy, Tiffani The Socialite Dubois!"
Tiffani steps out from the back. Clad in a brown fur coat that goes down to her knees, covering her attire, and a pair of gold, diamond studded high heels she smirks at the booing crowd, rolling her eyes at their reaction to her before stepping up the ring steps and through the ropes. She snaps her fingers and opens the fur coat. The ref rushing over and helping her remove the coat, revealing her green and gold sports bra top and her green and gold boy shorts. Strutting to the corner, she lifts her right foot, and snaps her fingers to the confused ref.
TIFFANI DUBOIS:
"You don't expect me to wrestle in these, do you? Then come take them off of me"
The ref blushes a bit and moves over to Tiffani's lifted foot and begins to unstrap the gold high heel as the Socialite smirks to the booing crowd. As the shoe is removed she settles her bare foot to the canvas and then lifts her other foot almost brushing the ref's cheek with it as he blushes, and removes the straps from the high heel and she places her other bare sole on the canvas and sneers across the ring at her opponent.
Dixie shakes her head, “Glad to see Ya’ll could find the ring!” she yells across the ring.
The referee does point towards Longstreet’s corner, ordering her back before the match starts. The brunette hops up taking a seat on the top turnbuckle, holding her hands up. As the referee hands Tiffani’s fur coat and heels out to a ring attendant. Dixie watches the Socialite, but the redhead seems calm and collected for someone entering a FAWN ring for the first time, at least as a wrestler.
The Georgia Peach remains seated until the referee calls for the bell, and in one motion she leaps down and begins circling towards the redhead.
Tiffani watches the southern wrestler closely. Deciding early that the mistake she made in their first encounter was letting her get a cheap shot in. Crouching, looking every bit the wrestler Dixie didn't expect.
"What's the matter, longstreet? Nervous you're going to have to pay me back?"
Her fingers wiggling as she moves in, she feigns going for a collar and elbow lock up only to swing her right leg up, aiming for a low knee to the brunette's lower abs.
Dixie smirks, "The only thing Ya'll are getting from me, is a can of whoop ass."
The Socialite catches Longstreet in the belly button, and Tiffani starts to grin, but then she back petals as DIxie looks pissed and stalks after here. Dubois, ducks her head under the top rope and leans against the middle rope screaming at the referee, "GET HER BACK!"
The Bad Street Babe is frustrated as the referee cuts her off, and backs the brunette up while Tiffani is in the ropes.
Tiffani smirks as Longstreet backs up, having the gall to blow a kiss to her opponent as the ref backs her up. Longstreet almost charges towards her but the ref stops her backing her up again, Tiffani feigns being afraid, and even fake cries a little before laughing and slipping back into the ring. Staying close to the ropes as she begins circling the ring, watching her opponent closely.
When the referee finally gets out of her way, Dixie circles in quickly forcing Dubois into a collar and elbow lockup. The pair are similar in size, and it looks like a stalemate for a moment, but then Longstreet starts moving Tiffani towards one of the corners. The crowd begin to cheer as Dixie works the redhead backwards, as the referee circles the pair he moves behind the brunette Tiffani screams, "HAIR REF!"
The Socialite continues to scream as she's pushed into the corner, the FAWNatics try to inform the referee that Dubois is lying, but he still orders Longstreet to back off and stay off of Tiffani's hair.
Tiffani's hands in the air as Dixie tries to argue with the ref she suddenly grabs some hair of her own. The ref suddenly admonishing Tiffani, the socialite simply hisses out.
"It was payback"
As she moves quickly, grabbing the middle ropes and pulling herself in hard, aiming her shoulder for her opponent's abs once twice three times as the ref counts and warns about using the corner. At count four Tiffani smirks and puts her hands up, backing up as though innocent before launching her right bare foot aimed square for the brunette's navel to try to keep her winded in the corner.
Dixie's head snaps back as she trades places with Tiffani in the corner, and she folds around the redhead's shoulder. The grunts are loud, but when Tiffani backs off and sends the kick towards the Georgia Peach's stomach, Tiffani is shocked as Dixie grabs her bare foot and holds it inches from the target. Tiffani takes a swing at Dixie as she hops on one foot, the brunette then lifts Tiffani's leg putting her foot on the Bad Street Babe's shoulder. Fans are impressed as Dubois keeps her balance, until Dixie sweeps her leg and follows the redhead to the canvas. Dixie trying to lock up the Socialite on the canvas.
"UNGH!"
Tiffani goes down to the canvas with her southern opponent wrapping up her waist. Riding her back trying to wear her down. The Socialite grits her teeth.
"Get off of me!"
The wealthy wrestler suddenly grabs the bottom rope and looks to the ref.
"I grabbed the rope! do your damn job!"
The Zebra does his job, ordering Dixie to release Tiffani, but the Georgia Peach has other ideas. Dixie puts her hands on Dubois's shoulders and pushes up to her feet quickly. Before the Socialite can try to stand, Dixie hops in the air and brings both boots down on Tiffani's butt cheeks. The redhead cries out, as Dixie stands for a moment on the round derrière. The referee starts to count Dixie grabs the top rope and marches on Tiffani's bum. The rich girl screaming for the referee to get Longstreet off of her, and just like that Dixie hops off and moves back to the center of the ring grinning as the crowd cheer.
Tiffani groans, holding the ropes, pulling herself up, holding her tailbone and her ass in pain as she takes amoment to recharge as Dixie goes to the center.
"Keep the cheater back, ref. Keep her back."
Sneering, angrily back at Dixie as the ref stays between the two of them
The southern smirks, "Ya'll just a yankee carpet bagger, and that's how we treat them down here in the South."
Dixie tries to circle the referee, but the man is able to keep himself between the two ladies, while Tiffani recovers a bit. Longstreet turns and runs toward the ropes opposite her foe, and comes racing back, if the referee doesn't get out of the way, he can take the drop kick instead of Tiffani,
Tiffani is still holding the middle ropes. Grinning as she watches her opponent charging her. As the ref gets out of the way, Tiffani lets herself drop to the canvas as she holds the rope, creating a gap and letting Dixie sail through as she attempts her drop kick, hoping to send her opponent unceremoniously outside the ring
Dixie tries to grab on to the ropes, but its slips through her fingers as she passes through the ropes. Longstreet's back hits the edge of the ring apron and she tumbles to the arena floor. Longstreet curls on the floor, a hand going to the red mark on her back. The referee orders Tiffani to move away from the ropes as it looks worried. Dixie groans and crawls towards the barrier around the ring to use it to help her back to her feet.
Tiffani rolls her eyes at the ref and slides out of the ring onto the floor, following her downed opponent as she pulls herself up on the barrier. Grabbing the brunette's hair and peeling her up she pulls back and lunges forward, trying to send Dixie forehead first into the guard rail and hopefully back to the mats around the ring in the process
Dixie in on her knees, hands on the top of the guardrail when Tiffani arrives and pulls up the Georgia Peach up to her feet and back away from the railing. Longstreet's eyes go wide before she's driven back into the guardrail head first, Dixie is rocked and takes a staggering step back then her knees give out and the brunette falls back to the floor. The referee counting both woman out of the ring yells, "THREE!"
The crowd booing as Dixie hits the concrete. The Socialite grins and places her bare sole on the southerner's neck, leaning down for a choke as the ref continues to count
"FOUR!"
Leaning in hard. Tiffani grins down sadistically
"I bet you wish you'd just given me my money back!"
"Five!"
Tiffani steps off her opponent's neck and reaches down. Grabbing her hair to try to force her to all fours, while walking back towards the ring
The Bad Street Babe's face turns reddish as she's choked, and Dixie coughs on the first gulp of air after Tiffani removes her foot. Only able to crawl as her hair is yanked, Dixie coughs again as the air struggles to get down into her lungs. The FAWNantics boo the Socialite as she smirks back at them as she starts to pull Longstreet up, but Dixie grabs Tiffani's ankles and yanks back looking to drop the redhead into the ring apron.
Tiffani is ready to pull her opponent up and toss her back into the ring before
"UNGH!"
Her head bounces off the apron as she's tripped up by the redneck. Falling to the thin mats outside the ring, holding her head as she rolls to her back. the ref still counting
"SIX!...... SEVEN!....."
Tiffani shakes her head out as she reaches up for the apron...
Dixie reaches out about the same time and both lightweights pull themselves up on to the ring apron. EIGHT!
The referee watching as both Dixie and Tiffani roll under the bottom rope just before the Nine count. The crowd growing louder as both woman lay on the canvas, Tiffani moves to rise first, but Dixie is right behind her. The Georgia Peach stops and instead of continuing up to her feet launches herself from her knees trying to ram her head into Dubious's tummy.
"OOOOOF!"
The wind rushing out of the rich girl as Dixie's head rammed into her abs. Driving the wind from her lungs as she falls back to the canvas with the southerner on top of her. Trying to stay in this, Tiffani tries to bring her legs up around Dixie's ribs and squeeze while she tries to strategize her next step.
Dixie starts to crawl up the red head's body, when Tiffani's legs clamp down on the brunette's sides. If Tiffani was relying on Dixie playing up the babyface side, is surprised when Longstreet reaches up and wraps her fingers around Dubious's throat, blatantly choking the Socialite. The referee orders Dixie to stop and calls for a break, but Longstreet continues to squeeze as she's getting squeezed by Tiff.
Tiffani gags, a little surprised at her opponent's tactic. The ref starting to count, warning Dixie of a DQ
"ONE!.... TWO!...."
Tiffani isn't having any of it, refusing to win via DQ, the Socialite brings her hands, which are still free, to Dixie's forehead and rakes down hard, trying to blind her opponent and hopefully get a release of a choke as she releases her scissors on the woman, wanting to create some distance
Dixie cries out as her face is raked, and not being able to see she rolls backwards to get some distance as well. The referee warns Tiffani about going to the eyes, as the match is starting to get a bit out of hand. Dixie wipes at her eyes trying to clear her vision, but it's not enough to fix it right away. The referee again warns both wrestlers, "You both need to start following the rules and obeying my commands."
Tiffani rolls her eyes, coughing as she rubs her throat.
"You try being choked by her giant hands!"
Pushing to her feet, turning she sees Dixie still rubbing her eyes and takes off running. Jumping once more trying to aim her bare soles for Dixie's face, needing to keep the southern woman down and dazed
Longstreet on her knees looks up just as Tiffani's bare feet slam into her face. The Southern's arms fling out as she is knocked into the ropes and then slams face first into the canvas. The boos rain down on Tiffani from the FAWNantics, but the Socialite seems uneffected as she sneers at Dixie laying on the canvas.
Tiffani puts her right foot under Dixie's shoulder and uses it like a shovel, flipping the southerner to her back.
"My mommy and daddy paid for all the best wrestling schools, you never stood a chance"
The Socialite places her foot on Longstreet's chest and flexes, shouting to the ref.
"Count her!!"
The ref slides into position and slaps the canvas
"ONE!"
Dixie grabs Tiffani's bare foot and twists the redhead's foot as she rolls to the side taking Dubios down to the canvas. Dixie eyes still watering, but she tucks Tiff's ankle under an arm and grabs her toes squeezing them along with the anklelock. The Bad Street Babe says, "This isn't school, it's FAWN!"
Longstreet twists and squeezes the Socialite's foot and screams, "Give up, Rich Girl!"
"AAAHHHH! NO! NO! NO!"
The crowd shouting with enthusiasm as Dixie gets Tiffani's foot locked in the ankle lock, the Socialite belly down on the canvas. Shaking her head, clawing the canvas and reaching for the ropes as she kicks her free foot, desperate to escape
Dixie grunts as Tiffani kicks at her hip and thigh, but she works the redhead's foot and ankle. The referee watching sees Tiffani reach out and grabs the bottom rope, he turns ordering Longstreet, "She's in the ropes, break the hold Dixie."
Dixie blinking seems to get her sight back, as Tiffani yells, "Get this trailer trash off me!"
Longstreet holding the Socialite still, begins running her finger up and down the sole of Dubios foot, tickling her while the referee starts counting. It's not until the official reaches FOUR when Dixie releases the redhead and moves towards the center of the ring.
Tiffani keeps holding the ropes to make sure that Dixie has to stay back. Reaching up to the middle rope to pull herself up, she starts to move off the ropes but then falls right back to the canvas, screaming holding her ankle. Shaking her head "no" as the ref comes to check on her
Dixie rolls her eyes and throws her hands up, "Come on, she's not hurt! Maybe she should have keep picking on the fans instead of trying to be a real wrestler."
The referee checks on Tiffani with his back to Longstreet, and Dixie is not really know for waiting. Coming up behind the ref Dixie reaches around grabbing a handful of red hair trying to pull the Socialite away from the ropes.
Tiffani begs off as Dixie pushes past the ref, grabbing her hair. The ref turning to yell at Dixie they weren't done checking on the Socialite's "injury", Tiffani balls up a fist and thrusts her forearm up directly between Dixie's legs, trying for a big low blow here to even the playingfield once more.
Dixie is lifted on to her tip toes as Tiffani's balled fist slams into her womanhood. The crowd screams out the foul to the referee, but as usual the zebra is clueless. Dixie's knees knock together and her hands wedge between her thighs, but the teary eyed brunette doesn't fall, frozen in pain.
With her opponent dazed and her hands between her legs, Tiffani decides to take advantage before the suspicious ref can question what's going on. Stepping forward, wrapping her arms around the torso and arms of her opponent, the auburn haired wrestler bends her knees and lifts twisting trying to land a belly to belly suplex on Longstreet and send her back first to the canvas with herself on top
The fans are not a fan of the Socialite, but they look on in appreciation as Tiffani's perky breasts press into Dixie's as the redhead bearhugs the Southerner. Tiffani executes a perfect belly to belly suplex and lands on top of the Georgia Peach as they slam into the canvas. Dixie barely moving as the rich girl grinds down on her, the referee unsure what happened moves around to pick up from where they are now.
"Time for you to experience something you'd normally never get the chance to...."
Tiffani crawls up her dazed opponent's body. Getting to Dixie's head Tiffany turns around her knees on the canvas, facing her opponent's feet.
"The Billion Dollar Fantasy!"
The Socialite pulls up her shorts giving herself a slight wedgie, showing off her firm cheeks to the crowd as she lowers herself down and places her ass atop her opponent's face and nose, grinding in
The stunned Southerner is motionless for a moment, but when Tiffani begins to grind, it seems to send Dixie into action as she squirms and tries to buck the Socialite off her perch. The crowd starts to cheer for Longstreet to escape, or at least not to tap out. Dixie kicks up with her right foot trying to kick Tiffani off her seat.
Tiffani tries to hold on, her hands groping Dixie's chest to stay in place but finally decides to roll off.
"You didn't deserve it anyway"
Pushing to her feet the Socialite stands above her opponent and extends her right elbow, dropping, hoping to land it hard against her opponent's sternum
Dixie again draws a fresh breath, her top a bit askew from Tiffani using her breast as hand holds. Tiffani with extra butt cheek showing moves around to Longstreet's side and drops her elbow right between Dixie's bosom. The Georgia Peach's body spasms as hit by electricity, flopping, but Tiffani remains on top of her grinding her elbow into the brunette's sternum.
Tiffani pushes back to her feet. Smirking. Noticing Longstreet trying to roll to her side, Tiffany places her sole to the brunette's shoulder and presses her back down to the canvas. Extending her elbow once more. Smirking at the crowd's boos, those cheering for the southern woman, she hits another big standing elbow drop right for the Georgia Peach's chest!
The crowd is booing, but they see Dixie's breasts are nearly out of her top. Tiffani drops down across the brunette's boobs again crushing them against Dixie's own rib cage. Longstreet jerks again, her one arm and legs go into the air and fall back to he canvas, Tiffani grinds a bit again, this time fans are sure it's Tiffani pushing the Southerner's top off her breasts before Tiffani starts to rise.
Tiffani gets to her feet, smirking down at her handiwork. Seeing the breasts are almost free she places her foot on the top and shoves down, making sure to expose the Southern wrestler. Chuckling to herself she steps around the brunette and starts kicking, rolling her to the apron until she's laying under the ropes. The ref starts arguing a bit, warning Tiffani to not take this back out of the ring.
"Calm down, Boomer"
Tiffani hisses back before reaching through the ropes, trying to drag Dixie back to her feet on the apron and pull her between the top and middle rope. Grinning to the crowd as she wraps her arm around the back of Dixie's neck in a side headlock.... pulling her through the ropes as she does...
Dixie is moved around until only her ankles hold her lower body on the middle rope, and Tiffani's side headlock holds her upperbody. The referee starts to count Tiffani towards a DQ, but the Socialite still grinning reaches under and works Dixie's hanging breasts while she waits for the referee's count to reach four before driving Dixie face first into the canvas with a devistating finisher the Socialite calls the Deposit Slip. Dixie's body flops, but it looks like the Southerner has been knocked into unconscious.
The crowd is in shock as Tiffani sits on the canvas next to her out cold opponent. The Auburn haired wrestler grabs the shoulder of Dixie and rolls her to her back. She then simply places her right knee across the bared chest of the brunette.
"Count her!"
The Socialite flexes as the crowd boos and the ref counts.
"ONE!"
"TWO!"
Tiffani soaks it in as she continues kneeling on her opponent.... Many fans scream for Dixie to kickout of the cocky pin.
THREE!
Dixie still motionless on the canvas as Tiffani Dubious wins her first FAWN match.
Tiffani soaks in the boos from the crowd. She makes a last ditch effort to check Longstreet's gear for any money, slowly frisking her. Deciding Dixie had been honest about spending it she sneers standing up.
"You like handouts so much?! Fine here's something for your trouble!"
Tiffany pulls out a Five Dollar Bill, showing it to the crowd then lays it on Longstreet's parted lips. Placing her big toe on the money she presses down, forcing her mouth open and forcing the money in, causing an eruption of boos from the crowd.
Tiffani pushes her toes into Dixie's mouth with the five, the Socialite rubbing her toes around inside Longstreet's mouth for nearly a minute before Dixie's body spasms bringing the veteran back too as her air way is blocked. Dixie unsure what happened, she tries to reach for Tiffani's foot and push it from her face.
Tiffani slides her foot out of the mouth and then brings the sole down hard on Longstreet's face, trying to put the veteran right back out with a big stomp as she looks to the nearest ringside camera
"Let this be a lesson to everyone in the back. The Socialite has arrived in FAWN, and this is what will happen to anyone who crosses me."
She shoves off of Dixie's face and slides out of the ring. Snapping her finger to the ring attendant for her coat and heels and then walking, not taking them, forcing the ring attendant to follow behind her with her belongings.