Post by hawkeye on Jul 7, 2022 2:41:08 GMT
“Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the FAWN Tag Team Championship! Introducing first, they are the challengers, hailing from Fort Worth, Texas and Las Angeles, California respectively and weighing in tonight at a combined total of two hundred and seventy-three pounds, LAKEISHA BATES and KENDRA LARUE, they are BOOTY SHOCK!”
A heady mix of boos, jeers and whistles filled the arena as Jennifer Lopez's 'Booty' hit the speakers.
KENDRA LARUE:
LAKEISHA BATES:
The callipygian combo made their presence felt shortly thereafter, the challengers strolling into view like they owned the building. Tonight Kendra LaRue sported the colors of her adoptive country Mexico, the sexiest that flag’s ever looked; clad in a two-piece bikini, her top was tied at the sides and left her shoulders bare, visibly straining to hold back LaRue’s double D’s. Her briefs were slightly (and I do stress slightly) more conservative if only to ensure there's enough material to actually display the red, white and green in amounts discernible to the human eye.
As for her partner, Lakeisha’s shapely bosom was swathed in a gold bandeau top with thick black edging with matching bikini bottoms. The letters LK are inscribed across the top in flowing, black-glitter script. Around her waist is a thick black belt--for lack of a better term--that split into a diamond shape around the front to frame her navel in the center of the shape. Top, belt and bottoms are connected by a pair of heavy black rings -- a third and final ring connected the top to a black choker around her throat. Inscribed across the back of her briefs is 'RUMPSHAKA' in the same flowing black script that graces her bosom. The look's completed with flat black boots and pads, the boots stenciled with LK in gold script. Lakeisha proves the adage that ‘Black don't crack’ is very true, looking just as powerful and beautiful as she was during her world championship run.
Ignoring the mouth-breathers on the aisle save to occasionally swat or sneer at any who dared interact with them in a tone other than grovelling obeisance, Bates and LaRue made their way up the steel steps and out onto the apron where they turned their backs on one another and sloooooooooowly dipped through the strands so that their vaunted glutes almost, butt didn't quite, touch. From there they each claimed different corners, the dual Destroyers strapping invisible belts around their waists in anticipation of the impending title change.
Al Carpenter had set about at least trying to check the challengers pads and boots when the Announcer called forth to the heavens. “And introducing their opponents! Hailing from Bridgeport, California and Stovington, Vermont respectively and weighing in at combined total of two hundred and forty-four pounds. They are the Neo-Noir Knockout VERONICA TREYMANE and the Girl that Gravity Forgot, LILY BURLINGAME! Together they are the FAWN Tag Team Champions… COSMIC NOIR!”
The low red glare of the Star Strider's entrance was augmented by a gout of flame sparking from the floor at the bottom of the ramp and burning rapidly up its wick until it reached the pool of darkness at the top. All at once the predicted explosion of noise and pyro went off, a huge KA-BOOM of red bursting loud enough to swallow the introductory riff of 'Comeback Kid’. When the lights came back the music immediately cut to the first verse of ‘Machine Gun Blues’ and the capacity crowd welcomed the champs through the curtain with cacophonous cheer.
LILY BURLINGAME:
VERONICA TREYMANE:
“Whole lotta beef in that ring right now, Lily.” Veronica noted after tipping her hat to the crowd. “You mind if I take point?”
“Not at all.” Lily answered with a smile. “Just make sure to save some rump roast for me, ok?”
“Oh, I'm sure there'll be plenty left over.”
That was as good a signal as any, so the Maroon Meteor raised an invisible detonator overhead, then brought her thumb down to get an earth-shattering ‘KA-BOOM!’ from the FAWNatics and an explosive line of pyro from Veronica’s barking iron. When it fell silent Treymane and Burlingame blew smoke off the barrel, then started toward the ring with the Roseate Rocket a few steps ahead.
For tonight's row with their cheeky challengers, Lily wore her usual midnight blue and starry white halter and bottoms, galaxies swirling and shimmering with her every move. Her knee pads were white on one side and purple on the other, matching her togs perfectly. Behind her, the Gorgeous Gangster wore matching togs, the dark blue replacing charcoal gray in her usual boy-cut pinstripe trunks and bustier. The accompanying suspenders and belt gleamed bright white, as did her pads and wrist-tape, while her boots were a highly-polished black.
They were about halfway to the squared circle when Burlingame raised her right hand and started a silent countdown.
Three.
Two.
One.
Blastoff!
The Girl That Gravity Forgot went flying down the rest of the ramp to leap onto the apron in a single bound. From there she raced along the narrow ledge to the far corner, the top of which she reached just as easily. This display of effortless acrobatics was capped off with a soaring and undeniably gorgeous back-flip which landed her perfectly within the confines of the squared circle. A couple heartbeats passed and Veronica slid in behind her, the Dangerous Dame having doffed her coat and Thompson once the countdown began.
“Why don't you just hand over the belts now?” Kendra chided Veronica as she made her way to the center of the ring after Carpenter's check of the champs. “I won't even make you lay down for three! Just concede the match and the two of you can leave without the indignity of seeing your mascara smudged across our asses.”
“Think you got a few words wrong in that Mad Lib, Daisy.” Treymane countered. “Indignity should be 'delight' and mascara should be 'boot prints'. Because that's exactly what we're going to do to those prissy cheeks of yours.”
The Siren's smile widened even as her dark eyes narrowed to cruel slots. “You don't know what you're doing, beeyotch. You might be able to hang with either of us one on one. But in a tag match? With that travel size Muppet as your partner? You've got no chance.”
Veronica rolled her shoulders, raised her hands and settled into a loose, forward leaning grappler's crouch. “I'll remember that when Lily's wiping her boots on your ass after the bell, Dai--”
LaRue was finished listening to that sort of disrespect so she charged the Magnificent Moll and drew her into a rough Collar-&-Elbow Tie-Up! Simple forward momentum allowed Kendra to muscle Treymane back a few steps, though that was as far as she got before 'Ronnie set her heels and stopped the brunette in her tracks. “That's all you've got?” Treymane asked at the sound of LaRue's irritated grunt. “Bates is gonna be real irritated if I blow your doors off before she ever has a chance to tag EEERRRRHHHH!”
Kendra plunged a hand into the blonde's hair and yanked her head from side to side while simultaneously pivoting around so her foe was no back to the Booty Shock corner. “Oh don't you worry, skinny girl!” LaRue sneered as she marched Veronica through the unfriendly side of town. “LK and I are gonna take turns scrubbing you across our HHHHRRRRGGGHHH!”
Quick to understand that she'd have to fight fire with fire against this pair of Destroyers, Treymane stopped pushing on LaRue's chin and clamped down on her face instead, the Pinstripe Powerhouse mashing the heel of her palm against the other woman's mouth and nose in an aggressive Iron Claw! Tummying up on the startled brunette to reverse their course back into the middle of the squared circle, 'Ronnie gouged her thumb and pinkie into the brunette's temples and was pleased to hear her squeal in distress. “Only place that ass of yours is going is an ice bath.” Treymane promised. “And I'll make sure it doesn't come out until 'ManiOOOOFFFFFHHHH!”
Kendra planted on her left foot to bring her right thigh around and up, the Angeleno THUMPING a broadside Kneelift up into the champ's unsuspecting abs! Prizing her mug free of Veronica's grip with a sneer of disgust, LaRue smashed home another heavy Kneelift, then took the blonde's chin between thumb and forefinger and pulled her in close. “Your fugly little FACE is going in my ass, bitch!” she promised. “And it's NEVER coming out!”
With that she switched over to a Wristlock, shouldered the wheezing blonde away and slung her at the ropNO! Veronica set her heels, took hold of LaRue's wrist and reversed the Irish Whip to send Kendra in her stead. Doing so meant the brunette bounced off the strands closest to the Cosmic Noir corner, a fact that really didn't register in the challenger's brain until Lily Burlingame stepped away from the buckles and quick, THWHAPPING kick across Kendra's vaunted backside!
Far more startled than hurt by this bit of cheeky insolence, LaRue whirled around on the spot and glared daggers at the Crimson Comet. “Fucking pipsqueak, who the hell do you think you are?”
“Not the legal member of her team.” Lily answered with a sly smirk. Kendra cursed, did another about face and promptly got clouted across the chest with a massive Running Elbow Smash from Veronica Treymane! The impact sent LaRue barreling into the ropes only to bounce back out into the the blonde's clutches as 'Ronnie immediately dipped low and muscled the challenger across her shoulders in a Fireman's Carry!
“You gonna let 'em get away with that cheap shit all night, Carpenter?” LaKeisha fumed from way over in the far corner. “I'll remember that when you're begging me to not break their noses!”
The ref paid this no mind, Treymane on the other hand turned around and blew the FAWN original a quick kiss. “I'll scuff you up too, don't worry about that, Daisy!” Turning back to her own partner, Veronica tromped over to Lily and tagged her into the fray. “Just like we discussed?” the heiress asked as Treymane hit reverse to put some distance between herself and the corner.
“Big weapons make big targets.” 'Ronnie confirmed. “Let's find out how tuff these buns of steel actually are.” The Maroon Meteor didn't need any more explanation, she just grabbed the top rope and waited while Veronica 'hupped' Kendra up and over, the big blonde dropping to one knee to SPIKE LaRue's tawny tummy with a huge Gutbuster! The Siren wretched and squirmed on impact, then squirmed all the harder once Treymane raised her right hand overhead and brought it cra-cra-cra-CRACKING down on those defenseless glutes in a furious fusillade of spanks!
Al Carpenter paid no mind to the whistles and cheers of the Summer Swelter throng, he only cleared his throat and said, “Tag was made, 'Ronnie. Time to get to the apWHOAH!” The lanky referee skipped backward when Lily vaulted onto the top rope and leapt into the lights, the former Lightweight Champion bringing her knees up to chest level to ensure every bit of her weight was behind the Double Stomp she THWUMPED down on Kendra's defenseless behind! Burlingame skipped clear like it was no big deal while LaRue tumbled offa Treymane's posted knee and scrambled to verticality with both hands pressed to her battered buns.
“That was a cheap shot you little sawed-off, flat-ass bitch!” she snarled to Lily, who couldn't help but smile.
“What, don't you always wipe your feet when you get into the ring? It's not my fault you make such a great door--”
Kendra exploded at the heiress, meaning to crush her into paste against the Cosmic Noir corner. Such aggression would've certainly overwhelmed someone with slower reflexes, unfortunately for the challenger, Burlingame was anything but and she proved as such by leaving her feet in a micro-hop that nevertheless provided just enough altitude to deliver a Low Dropkick to the Destroyer's shins! Across the ring, LaKeisha Bates didn't bother to hide her anger when Kendra pitched forward and went headfirst into the middle turnbuckle. “So we're just not making tags now, that it, Carpenter? Seems like something you could'a mentioned before the bell!”
Veronica, who'd stepped out onto the apron immediately after Lily delivered her stomp, held up the Tag Rope and waggled it in the Texan's direction. “Only one tag so far, Daisy! Unless you're talking about all the welts we're leaving on your girl!”
Bates glowered and started through the ropes only to draw back knowing that such an incursion would immediately draw the attention of that clearly biased zebra. Still, it wasn't easy to watch when Burlingame wedged Kendra's noggin beneath the middle buckle and quickly draped her arms over the middle strand. Taking her leave of the corner once LaRue was suitably trussed, Lily raced to the middle of the ring, turned on a dime and shot back the way she'd came to administer a second Dropkick, this one THWHAPPING against the strong curve of Kendra's wriggling rump!
Far from just another painful blow to the backside (though it was certainly that), Lily's latest bit of offense drove the nape of Kendra's neck into the roughly-padded steel with enough force to send a jolt down her spine! The impact of it jolted LaRue loose from the buckles, leaving her curled up on one side with both arms strapped across the back of her head. “Sounds like LK's got a problem with quick tags.” Lily told the Dangerous Dame. “Wonder how much she'll hate it when we actually kick into high gear?”
Treymane extended a hand. “Only one way to find out!”
The Maroon Meteor tagged 'Ronnie back in, then hurried to the center to keep an eye on Bates while Treymane made her entrance. “Better hope I never make that tag, pint-size.” LaKeisha warned. “Because if I do you're both gonna suff--”
“Cassava's still picking the wedgie I gave her last month.” Burlingame interrupted. “And she's got a butt that actually worries me. You? Not so much.”
The brazen disrespect from that bouncy little idiot overwhelmed LaKeisha's good sense and she stormed through the strands to get at Burlingame. Just as she'd feared, this brought down the wrath of the FAWNatics and with it the attention of Al Carpenter, the latter quickly moving to intercept the former World Champion. Bates cursed and tried to slip away from the ref, but Al remained stubbornly close, thus ensuring that LK had an excellent view of Cosmic Noir's next move.
Positioning herself between the brunette's legs, Veronica crouched low and looped her arms around Kendra's waist so she could lift her lower body off the mat in a textbook Wheelbarrow. A single glance over one shoulder confirmed Burlingame was right where she needed to be so the Magnificent Moll gathered her reserves and muscled Kendra up, over and-- Burlingame rushed in and took to the skies to lace her hands across LaRue's chin and wedge her knees between the brunette's shoulders. A sharp tug from Lily combined with Veronica's contributed momentum ensured an agonizing landing for the Siren as she THWHUMPED down atop Burlingame's knees as the victim of a combined Wheelbarrow Suplex and Lungblower!
Turning onto her belly as soon as the tandem offense connected, Treymane wedged her shoulders into the pits of Kendra's knees and plowed forward to stack her up on her shoulders for the...
ONE...
TWO...
THRNOOOO!
LaKeisha had all the faith in the world in Kendra kicking out of Treymane's jank-ass pin, but she was damned tired of watching from the apron so she rushed in from deep in left field and THUMPED a Butt Bomb between the blonde's shoulders to break it up with half a second to spare! Lily, who was halfway through the ropes when Bates made her presence felt, did a quick about-face and planted one foot on the bottom rope, the Maroon Meteor already lining up her shot when LK bounced to verticality.
“Yeah, you like that you narrow ass poseur?” the former World Champ jeered down at the grimacing Treymane. “That's what happens to bitches who think they're just gonna stroll in here and brush us asi--” She turned mid-taunt to get eyes on Burlingame and that's when Lily took flight, the little brunette pushing off the bottom rope to catch the startled challenger in a Front Facelock. Swinging around around as soon as she'd clamped on, the heiress was half a heartbeat away from spiking Bates' forehead to the deck with a Tornado DDT when the veteran got both hands against Lily's midriff and shoved as hard as she could.
What could've been catastrophic turned out to be merely awkward, both ladies landing upright albeit several feet removed from one another. Aware of the ropes close to her back, Burlingame crouched down and beckoned the Texan forward. “C'mon 'Keesh, let's see what ya got! I know it won't be better than Cassava, but maybe you're a close sec--” Mere mention of the BMD Queen's name got LK's blood boiling and she charged down the Star Strider with a Clothesline meant to turn the obnoxious little snot inside ou-- Lily flitted down and to one side, threaded her feet between Bates' ankles and sent her tumbling throat-first into the second rope!
Unable to help herself, Burlingame moved in close and CLAPPED a single gaudy slap across LK's glutes before wheeling around to head for the ropes on the opposite side of the ring. Her path was slightly complicated by 'Ronnie Treymane, (who was still down on all fours trying to shake off Bates' blindside attack) but Lily simply hopped over her, hit the strands and raced back the way she'd came. On her second pass she used the Dangerous Dame like a springboard, Burlingame skipping onto and then pushing off from her partner to add more 'oomph' to--“HHHHHRRRGGHHH!” Kendra caught her in mid-air, twisted around on one foot and dropped to her knees to THAWHAM the startled highflyer into the canvas with a massive Spinebuster!
SPINEBUSTER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=tV6fslxWXrk
On her feet before the ring stopped shivering, the Siren slapped Al Carpenter on the shoulder and demanded, “Get that interfering piece of shit out of the ri--”
Veronica grabbed Kendra by the shoulder, whipped her around and popped her in the mouth with a quick Forearm Smash! “Watch your mouth, Daisy.” the Pinstripe Powerhouse growled. “Otherwise I'll make sure you're eating your words with a broken jawAAARRRGGHHH!”
Kendra squared up like she meant to throw hands with Treymane only to swipe her nails across the champ's eyes instead! Veronica yelped and forgot about everything save clearing her vision, meaning she didn't realize LaRue wrapped her in a Bear Hug until the Angeleno locked her hands and began to squeeeeeeeeeeeze The pressure on her ribs drew an immediate reaction from the Magnificent Moll, unfortunately it was little more than a startled groan that transformed into a breathless grunt when Kendra popped her hips and laid out on her stomach to THAWHAM Treymane to the deck with a perfect Belly to Belly Suplex!
BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=tOxHQkC1uY8
Rearing back on her knees in the wake of the powerful slam, Kendra swung a leg over and sat every bit of her hundred and thirty-eight pounds on Veronica's chest while also hooking both legs to keep her down for...
ONE...
TWO...
THRNOOOO!
Treymane got both hands on the challenger's domineering derriere and shoved her clear with half a second between her and the end of a Cosmic reign. LaRue scrambled upright and made a threatening move toward Al Carpenter only to shift focus to her corner when she heard LK's voice. “Leave that string-bean alone, Kendra. We're gonna need him to count to three once those two losers are snuffling into our cheeks!”
Kendra nodded, though she gave the ref a measured glare before once again focusing her ire on the vulnerable blonde. “Playtime's over now, bitch.” she threatened once Treymane was back on her feet. “Well, for you and the midget, anyway. LK and I? We haven't even STARTED to play with you yet!”
Clamping down on the champ's wrist, LaRue stepped off and dropped a shoulder to send Veronica barreling toward the Booty Shock corner. Treymane's ring awareness was hardly a hundred percent at the moment, yet she still retained enough to turn around and take the BWUUUNGING[/i] impact with her back, rather than her strenum. Whether or not she made the right choice was up for debate as she'd barely thrown her arms over the top rope when Kendra rushed in and THWHUMPED her buns into the pit of the blonde's stomach! Strong as they were, Treymane's legs gave out at once and she crumpled to a seat with the back of her head lolling against the bottom buckle. Of all the places to occupy as an opponent of Booty Shock, this was no doubt the worst, as 'Ronnie discovered firsthand once the Siren jammed her ass into the champ's face and began to scrub and grind for all she was worth!
STINK FACE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=oyVuCtu7CNY
Beaming as her partner made Treymane suffer, LaKeisha dropped from the apron to the floor so she could put some additional bad mouthing on the Dangerous Dame during an already humiliating ordeal. “Yeah, you like that honey? I know you do, lemme hear you say you like it! No, lemme hear you say you LOVE IT! Oh, you think you're gonna turn away from my girl? Nah, it's not gonna be that easy!” Sidling around so she was directly behind the ringpost, Bates grabbed a double handful of hair and forcibly turned Veronica's head so she was buried nose deep in Kendra's gluteal gulag. “YEAH, GET IN THERE!” LK demanded. “GET ALL UP IN THERE, BEEYOTCH!”
Up in the ring, Carpenter let the Stink Face mugging continue for a long internal five count, though he was quick to warn LaRue once Bates began to assist. “All right Kendra, lets get her out of the corner, ok?”
“Hell no!” she scoffed at once. “She's not leaving this corner without a broken nose!”
The ref signed and began a loud count which reached 'FOUR!' before Kendra stomped away to flick her togs back into position. “Hey, sad and shabby's a good look on you, pipsqueak!” the Siren taunted Lily Burlingame, who watched from the champ's side of town with an air of grim determination. “You gonna stick around after the bell to watch how REAL champions use a loser for their throne or are you gonna skitter to the back and hope we don't notice.”
“Keep talking, wide-load.” Burlingame growled. “And I'll put my boot so far up your ass you'll—HEY! HEY AL, SHE'S CHOKING!”
All eyes swung back to the Booty Shock corner where LaKeisha Bates did indeed have a hand wrapped around Treymane's throat! Discovery did not mean immediate freedom for the Pinstripe Powerhouse, indeed Bates continued to throttle her until Carpenter reached 'THREE!' on another brisk count. Batting her eyes for the zebra once she was free and clear, LaKeisha climbed onto the apron and accepted a tag from Kendra, who quickly set about dragging Veronica to her feet.
“Those wannabes last month tried to flex on ya and you schooled them pretty hard.” Bates admitted as she and Kendra drew the bedraggled blonde into a tandem Front Facelock. “Now, I'll always cheer seeing those losers get embarrassed, but you're in the ring with us tonight, flat ass. And when Booty Shock wants to flex? We don't miss!”
A nod between the partners meant Treymane's arms were quickly slung across the challenger's shoulders. From there they reached for 'Ronnie's trunks, but rather than simply catch hold at each hip, they grabbed on and YANKED up to transform those pinstripe bottoms into the scantest of thongs! Treymane squealed in anguish and her situation only got worse once Bates and LaRue gathered their strength and muscled the big blonde all the way to high noon! No powering out from Veronica tonight, she remained swaying and suspended until yet another count from Carpenter forced the Callipygian Crushers to drop backward to complete the devilish double team.
DOUBLE VERTICAL SUPLEX:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=sV9x0kvoh0s
Treymane jolted like the canvas was electrified, though it's worth noting that LK grabbed a huge handful of hair rather than try for a pin. “Deep water now honey, that's exactly where you are!” the Texan explained as she hauled Treymane to boot-leather. “And I can see you're already gasping for air, ain't gonna be long 'til we're champions and you're staring at the backside of my trunks!”
A growl from 'Ronnie suggested she didn't share LaKeisha's opinion, yet she couldn't provide a counter argument strong enough to stop Bates from flinging her to a seat via a simple Snapmare. Still holding Magnificent Moll's hair in her right hand, LK moved around in front of her opponent and promptly drove her hips back into Treymane's mug! Veronica's head snapped back but she didn't tumble over, so 'Keesha grabbed on again and delivered another brain-rattling butt smash! “Get yourself a good look at this, shrimp!” the challenger barked to Lily even as she began to roll her hips in saucy little circles. “It's exactly what you're gonna get if you're stupid enough to get back in this ring!” Lily didn't answer because LaKeisha wasn't listening, she'd already THUMPED her last Peach Punch into Treymane's mug, the force of it knocking the woozy champ onto her back in a glassy-eyed sprawl!
TRIPLE HIP ATTACK:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=zYHUw7vsTZk
With 'Ronnie reduced to little more than furniture by Bates' Booty Blitzkrieg, LK treated her thusly by piling on with a miniature Splash that allowed her to hook the far leg while keeping a stern eye on Burlingame while the ref and the FAWNatics counted off...
ONE...
TWO...
Treymane jerked a shoulder off the mat right after 'TWO!' with far more sass than LaKeisha preferred from a punk that'd been snuffling her rump only moments prior. “Oh, so you still wanna fight? OK Little Miss Bad-Ass, let's see what you've got!” The Pinstripe Powerhouse didn't actually respond with words, yet the fact that she had the temerity to roll onto her stomach and start to rise was more than enough for LaKeisha to snatch a double handful of hair to hustle her return to verticality. Said return proved anything but stable as the Texan abruptly sank to one knee to THWHUMP Treymane's forehead offa the posted joint with a blink and you'll miss it sort of Facebuster!
Veronica reeled on the spot without going down, meaning Bates was in prime position to slip around behind and thread her left leg over the blonde's left thigh. In the same breath she dipped under Treymane's right arm, hooked that limb beneath her left bicep and craaaaaaaaaanked back to complete the Abdominal Stretch!
ABDOMINAL STRETCH:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=58z4Uv8l_P0
“Ooooooooohhhhhh, I got this hooked in DEEP!” LK flattened her free hand into a paddle and smacked it against Treymane's taut flank. “You want to just tap out and slink off now? Or you still wanna be bawling in my clutches when the Announcer man proclaims 'AND NEW' OOOWWW!”
LK's grip was such that Veronica couldn't power out, so she made the challenger's night quite a bit more unpleasant by crooking her left hand into a fist, which she then pounded into the Nubian Queen's encroaching thigh! “We'll see who's bawling when the bell rings, Daisy.” Treymane muttered as she began to grind her knuckles into that dense meat. “FWB strutted in talking a good game and they ended up showing their asses to the rafters. You? You're running your mouth louder than anyone in recent memory, so who knows what's gonna happen to AAAARRRHHHH GAAAAAAAAWD STOPPIT YOU BITCH!”
LaKeisha, who'd traded in her paddle for a Claw latched to the center of the blonde's trunks gave the hold a few rough squeezes before raaaaaaaaking her opponent from crotch to navel no less than half a dozen times. Then it was right back to the Claw, Bates seemingly content to use old school tactics to draw a wailing surrender from the Dangerous Dame. “You want me to stop, honey?” the challenger cooed. “You need to submit first. And none of this tapping out on my thigh shit, I wanna hear you say, I give up, LaKeisha! I'm sorry I ever mentioned those scrawny pieces of nothing in your presence! Please, take these titles and leave me alNGH! NGH! NGH!”
Bates had leaned a little too close during the course of her demands and Treymane made her pay for it with a flurry of awkward punches caromed off the Texan's forehead! LaKeisha's grips relaxed without giving way, 'Ronnie felt like she could've Hip Tossed her to the deck without too much hassle but instead she slipped loose and swung around behind the other Destroyer to complete an Abdominal Stretch of her own!
ABDOMINAL STRETCH:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=pyIznwMgGec
“You want these titles, Daisy? You want 'em as bad as I do?” Veronica cupped her left hand over Bates' chin and wrenched her head back at an awkward angle while simultaneously pounding elbows into the Texan's ribs. “Let's hear you prove it. Tell me you're not a whining quitter!” Treymane stopped throwing bow's and delivered a few hard swats to the Booty Queen's cheeks.
LK seethed at the blatant disrespect leveled upon her most dangerous weapon, yet she couldn't do much about it save grab a handful of hair and pull as hard as she could. “Does that feel like I plan on quitting, beeyotch?” Bates smiled through her own pain when she heard Treymane's angry hiss. “Doesn't, does it? Feels like the chick who's gonna take your titles, then crush your face beneath her OOOOOOHHHH FAAAAAAAAHHHK YOU!”
LK had gone old school earlier, now 'Ronnie paid her back with interest by reaching through the challenger's legs from behind to attack with an 'underhanded' Claw on her foe's briefs! “Kendra's looking real antsy over in the corner, Daisy.” Veronica said after a quick glance at the other half of Booty Shock. “Think she's gonna rush in here and save you to make sure you don't throw away this opportun--”
“FUCK YOU!” LaKeisha squirmed harder than ever in a desperate effort to prize free of the blonde's clutches. “I'm doing just fine, you better hope that tacky midget partner of yours is fast enough to save you once I HHHRRGGGHH!”
Veronica relinquished the Claw so she could pound a Forearm Smash across the base of her opponent's neck. From there she reached through Bates' thighs, caught hold of her dangling left wrist and pulled it back between her thighs to complete the Pumphandle. In less perilous circumstances Treymane would've indulged in a moment to embarrass her arrogant opposition, but she hadn't been joking about Kendra looking ready to jump the ropes so the Magnificent Moll clamped down tight and hoisted / flipped her burden up across her chest, then used her tiptoes to get a couple more inches of elevation before she went down on one knee and THWHUMPED LK's lower back across the strong post of her upper thigh!
JOURNEY INTO FEAR:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=d1Fl5wDJHXQ
Bates groaned as she bounced off Treymane's posted joint and tumbled over in mid-descent to land flat on her stomach. This might've prevented 'Ronnie from going for a pin, it left her vulnerable to the heavy stomp Treymane promptly drove into the small of her back! “Cheap, skinny beeyotch!” LaKeisha huffed as she struggled to all fours. “I'll teach you to RRGGGHHH!”
Veronica grabbed a double handful of hair, wedged Bates' noggin between her thighs, then hopped in place to THUMP her butt into the base of her foe's skull! This simple tactic halted Bates' return to verticality, at least until the Pinstripe Powerhouse resumed her hair-hold and used it to set the Texan on her feet. Switching from this grip to a much more legal Wristlock, Veronica tugged LaKeisha close just to set her back on her heels with a quick Shoulderblock. With Bates run out to the end of her tether, Treymane dropped into a deep crouch that let her put a little extra 'oomph' on the Irish Whip that sent LK hurtling into the Cosmic Noir corner.
Lily saw her coming and jumped down from the apron just to be safe and this proved to be a wise choice because the Booty Queen fired off a Haymaker that would've dented her jaw otherwise. The wiff twisted Bates around and set her back against the buckles, an arrangement that meant she kept her feet even after the Pinstripe Powerhouse took to the skies and THWHONKED her right knee into the other woman's skull!
CORNER KNEE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=565rnz3hsb8
CLAPPING Lily into the match before her feet returned to the canvas, 'Ronnie spun around, hooked her left foot behind LaKeisha's left ankle and swept it out from underneath to drop the BMD Specialist onto her butt with an audible thump. Spinning 'round on her heels even as Burlingame hopped over the top rope, Treymane stuffed her buns into LK's startled mug and began to grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrriiiiiiind in taut little figure eights.
“Go on, take a lap if you want.” the blonde told Lily, her carefree tone in stark contrast to the muffled, infuriated squeals coming from LK. “I'll keep Daisy in place for ya!”
The Crimson Comet answered with a quick salute, then wheeled around and raced toward the opposite side of the squared circle. She'd almost reached her destination when a fed-up Kendra LaRue stormed through the ropes and went straight for the heiress! Lily juked to one side, put on a burst of speed and skipped up the buckles to peel off a beautiful back-flip that sent her soaring over the startled Siren! Heading back to the challenger's side of town as soon as she touched down, Burlingame looked at Veronica who simply mouthed, 'Go high.' Lily nodded and took a few more steps before Treymane exploded out of the buckles in a dead sprint! The Dangerous Dame went low while the Maroon Meteor went high and both spelled disaster for Booty Shock as Lily THUMPED her heels into the pit of LaKeisha's stomach with a huge Dropkick while Veronica dropped a shoulder and buried it in Kendra's navel with a Spear!
Already disoriented by the Stink Face, Bates couldn't defend against the Dropkick and was left gasping for air while Burlingame tumbled backward to regain her feet. Again she sprinted at the corner, but rather than simply leap she grabbed onto the top rope and boosted herself into a flawless handstand that earned plenty of 'oooooohhhh's' from those assembled. Nothing of the kind issued from LK's lips, at least not until the Lightweight curled in on herself and swung down and in, Lily's legs spread just enough to thread around Bates' noggin and THUMP her buns against the challenger's chest!
HANDSTAND BRONCO BUSTER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=7bO1gewWbxc
Maintaining her grip on the top rope allowed Burlingame to deliver several more butt to bust collisions, the Star Strider just smashing the air from her opponent's lungs before thrusting her crotch into LK's face! Not too far away, Treymane had booted Kendra under the bottom rope and quickly followed her to the floor, which meant Al was honed in on the legal competitors within moments.
“All right Lily, let's get her out of there, OK?”
Given the contentious nature of the match thus far he'd expected some resistance from the champion so of course Burlingame let loose and somersaulted clear at once. The ref offered thanks or at least started to, he'd managed a syllable or two when Lily rushed in, hopped up and twisted sideways in mid-air to THAWHAP across Bates' chest with a gorgeous Basement Crossbody!
BASEMENT CROSSBODY:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=cdtl5Ca9_f4
LaKeisha grunted like she'd just been squashed by Pandora rather than a former Lightweight Champion, which was just the sort of reaction the youngest Burlingame sister hoped to elicit. Scrambling to verticality in the span between heartbeats, Lily took hold of the challenger's ankles and draaaaaaaaaaagged her out into the middle of the ring whereupon reaching she somersaulted over Bates to land in a low bridge that folded her Destroyer class opposition into a Jackknife good for the...
ONE...
TWO...
THRENOOOO!
Love her or hate her, no one could deny the perseverance of LK, the latest example of which saw her escape the awkward predicament with half a heartbeat to spare! No time or motion wasted to confirm the near fall, Burlingame only filled her hands with Bates' shoulder-straps and used them to haul her to boot-leather so she could grab the Wristlock that fueled the Irish Whip that—NO! LaKeisha stomped down at the end of her line, took command of the Wristlock sent the Crimson Comet to the ropes in her place. The Booty Queen took half a step forward only to stop when she realized Lily hopped onto the second strand rather than simply run the ropes. “Gotcha now, you slippery little twerp.” the Texan growled as she spread her arms wide and Burlingame vaulted backward, the Star Strider floating through a gorgeous flip that brought her down gut-first atop LaKeisha's right should—NOT TODAY!
Bates raised her right arm to glom onto the high flying champion but Lily spun off and around like that'd been her plan all along. Said plan also included snatching hold of a Front Facelock as she passed by, thus meaning LK joined her for the descent when she laid out at something just a little shy of terminal velocity. Burlingame landed on her back with a thwhump that would've been audible had it not been utterly overwhelmed by the THAWHAM of LaKeisha's forehead colliding with the canvas-sheathed plywood!
SPRINGBOARD TORNADO DDT:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=3YXxfM4G2Y8
The Springboard Tornado DDT flipped Bates over onto her tush in a lolling seat, yet even then Lily didn't try for a cover. Instead she rushed the ropes in front of her seated foe and vaulted over to catch a perch on the apron. Soon as she touched down she was in motion again, the Frenetic Fireball leaping onto the top rope and out into the lights to come down moments later with both boots and every ounce of her hundred and ten pounds into a Basement Dropkick delivered from the penthouse! Bates took it flush in the chest and got knocked flat, the usually domineering powerhouse looking all used up as Burlingame finally Splashed down across her tummy and hooked the far leg for...
ONE...
TWO...
THRENOOOOOOOO!
LaKeisha shot an arm into the sky to break the count, but rather than raise her index finger in triumph she hoisted a spiteful bird to let all the doubters and haters she wasn't going anywhere.
Kneeling beside her, Lily took a few deep breaths and glanced around the squared circle. Veronica was just where she'd expected, Kendra however was easing back through the ropes, suggesting she'd been on her way to break up the cover when LK kicked loose. Burlingame threw the Siren a glance that said she knew exactly what LaRue was up to, then she helped herself to Bates' hair and hauled her up on jellied le--'OOOOOOOHHHHH!' from the FAWNatics when the Maroon Meteor dipped down and muscled the much taller wrestler across her shoulders in a Fireman's Carry. Grinning despite the strain, she called out, “NO ONE SURVIVES A TRIP THROUGH...”
'THE BLACK HOLE!' several thousand voices replied as one.
Lily treated those three words like a starter pistol and began to spin. Slowly at first, then faster and faster until both wrestlers were little more than a chocolate-cherry swir--“NGH! NGH! NGH!AAARRRRHHH!”
Apparently uninterested in venturing beyond the event horizon, LaKeisha fought down the growing nausea long enough to pound a trio of elbows into the side of Burlingame's skull. She followed these with a short, savage rake of the Lightweight's eyes and that's what allowed her to slip loose of the careening crimson cyclotron. Burying her hands in Lily's hair as much to steady her own footing as it was to bring the heiress under control, Bates delivered a heavy Kneelift to the champ's midsection, then drew her into a Front Facelock and slung the near arm across her shoulders. From there she muscled Burlingame high overhead only to swing her back the way she'd came while dropping to her knees to THAWHAM the smaller wrestler down on her face, chest and stomach!
GOURDBUSTER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=zf6p-Y_R12A
The impact bounced Lily onto her knees while LK hurried to her feet, the freshly galvanized Destroyer shooting into the ropes behind the vulnerable lovely. “GET OUT OF THE WAY, LIL!” Veronica shouted as Bates bore down on her oblivious partner. “SHE'S RIGHT BEHIND—” Emphasis on 'behind' when LaKeisha whipped around and THWHUMPED a wrecking ball of a Hip Attack into the back of Burlingame's skull!
Lily went down like a sack of mail while Bates caught her balance and quickly whipped around to deliver several rough stomps to her foe's back and shoulders. “Dodge me now!” she snapped down at the prone Lightweight. “Dodge me now, beeyotch!”
The Crimson Comet wasn't capable of such a demand at the moment which was just fine with the galvanized but still hurting LK. Pausing her punishment after a final stomp, she flipped Treymane a double bird, then crouched down, grabbed hold of Burlingame's wrists and treated her to a face-down drag all the way to the Booty Shock corner. “Crush her, girl.” LaKeisha huffed after Kendra swatted her shoulder to take control of the match. “Grind the obnoxious little shit right into the mat!”
“Oh, I can do better than that.” LaRue purred as she slipped through the strands. “They're gonna find little bits of star crap all over this dump.”
Snatching hold of the smaller brunette's hair, Kendra hoisted her prey to verticality, then wedged her head beneath Burlingame's right arm and looped her own right arm across the champ's midriff. With her left hand braced on Lily's butt, LaRue hoisted her up onto the point of one shoulder, but instead of falling back to complete the Suplex she swung her forward and down to BWUNG Burlingame's mug offa the top turnbuckle with a nasty Facebuster! Her head snapped backward and she would've crumpled to her knees if the challenger hadn't caught a shoulder and spun her around so her back was against the corner.
“Make sure the little shit doesn't go anywhere, 'Keesh.” LaRue asked of her partner once she'd delivered a single 'sit up and pay attention!' Knife-Edge Chop across Lily's chest.
“Don't worry, beeyotch ain't going anywhere 'til we shovel her onto a backboard.” Bates made this proclamation even as she wrapped an arm around Burlingame's throat and began to squeeeeze as hard as she could.
This blatant interference brought Veronica into the ring fast, unfortunately she only made it halfway across before encountering the combined might of The Siren and the zebra. “What the hell do you think you're doing, cheater?” LaRue sneered as Al tried to hustle the apoplectic blonde back to her side of the squared circle. “Keep your flat ass over there and maybe LK and I will let you losers share the same ambulance!”
Treymane lunged, got caught by Carpenter and then tagged a sneaky little Bitch Slap from the smirking brunette! This did nothing for either half of Cosmic Noir, as 'Ronnie was forcibly returned to her corner by the official while Lily continued to sputter and thrash as Bates throttled her into--“OOOOOOOFFFFFHHH!” Kendra raced into the champ's corner, did an about-face at just the right moment and THWUMPED her glutes into the pit of Lily's stomach with a huge Hip Check!
HIP CHECK:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=0fxSipIgNDk
The force of it skooshed Burlingame's own buns up onto the middle turnbuckle in a seat she might've occupied for quite a bit longer if LaRue hadn't taken hold of her ankles and taken a giant step back to drop the marooned meteor flat on the canvas-sheathed plywood. Indulging in a little hip shimmy aimed in Treymane's direction, Kendra slapped a 'kiss my ass!' sort of swat against one cheek, then rushed the buckles and hopped onto the second rope in a single bound. Grabbing onto the top rope for leverage, she bounced in place once, twice, three times before leaping off and plummeting down, the Siren putting every bit of her nearly hundred and forty-pounds into the Banzai Drop that THAWHAMMED against Lily's defenseless chest!
BANZAI DROP:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=GJTS48UlioU
Certain they'd just put an end to the reign of these intergalactic idiots, Kendra didn't bother to hook either of Lily's flopping legs, rather she casually fluffed her hair while Al dove into position to count off...
ONE...
TWO...
THRENOOOOOOOO!
Burlingame didn't actually kick out, she simply reached forward and grabbed hold of the bottom rope to break the pin with half a second to spare!
“Twerp skank!” LaKeisha snarled her outrage in the midst of stamping out the champ's outstretched hand! “You wanna keep fighting? We'll keep beating your ass!”
A good plan, albeit one Carpenter wouldn't sign off on without the appropriate tags and Kendra wasn't quite ready to return to the apron yet so she buried a hand in Burlingame's hair and scraped her off the mat for a short walk to the middle of the ring. Reeling the Lightweight into a Standing Headscissors that pointed her tush at Cosmic Noir's side of town, Kendra gave Lily's pert behind a few hard swats, then hooked her fingers into the leg-holes of opposing briefs. “Gonna split her in half, loser! Right up the middle if you don't throw in the towel right fucking now!”
Treymane snorted derisively in spite of their unfortunate position. “You think a wedgie scares either of us, Daisy? You'll have to do a whole lot better than--”
LaRue carried out her threat with a vengeance, the curvaceous challenger decreasing the glute coverage of Lily's briefs from a respectable two thirds to barely one tenth in the span between heartbeats! Lily wailed and tried to twist loose, but Kendra relinquished the wedgie to pound a Double Axehandle into the small of her back before cinching on a Waistlock. Eyes boring through Treymane, LaRue dipped her knees and briskly muscled Burlingame up onto her shoulders into the stall position for a Powerbomb. Smashing Lily down would've been nasty enough, so of course the Siren shifted her hands to those recently-bared buns and pushed up while simultaneously dropping backward to THAWHAM the Star Strider down flat on her face, chest and belly via a ring-shaking Alley Oop!
ALLEY OOP:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZtDE04V9Fgo
Lily bounced on impact but didn't flop over, meaning Kendra would've had to shoot a Half Nelson if she'd wanted to go for a cover. That was apparently too much effort for the Angeleno at the moment because rather than pin she grabbed hold of Burlingame's ankles and draaaaaaaaaaaaagged her back out to the center, whereupon reaching she tromped around to the champ's noggin and pulled her up into another Standing Headscissors.
“Still just standing there, Miz. Gangsta?” LaRue was all smiles as she hunkered forward and cupped her hands across the back of Burlingame's thighs, a grip that also allowed her to trap the smaller wrestler's biceps between Kendra's forearms and the heiress' own flanks! With her hapless package trussed and ready to go, LaRue blew a kiss to the fuming blonde and asked, “Think you can get in here before I spike her through the--”
Veronica dipped her torso through the ropes in an effort to answer LaRue's challenge but that was as far as she got before LaKeisha, who'd discreetly left the Booty Shock corner moments prior, grabbed onto 'Ronnie's ankles and yanked her from the apron to the floor! In a stroke of good fortune the Dangerous Dame managed to brace her hands against the hard edge so she didn't crunch her jaw on impact. Against the apron at least, LK snatched a shoulder soon as she landed and whipped her around into a HaymakNO! Treymane sent the blow skidding off one forearm, then CRACKED her across the cheek with an open-handed Palm Strike that was little more than a particularly stiff Bitch Slap!
“C'mon Daisy.” Veronica growled at the Booty Queen. “You want to throw hands? Let's see how you do when I'm throwing 'em back.”
Bates rolled her shoulders and squared up. “Not gonna make a damned bit of difference, bitch.”
Then they were at one another, the pair of former World Champions swinging for the fences much to the delight of the assembled FAWNatics.
A few seconds prior, right about the time 'Ronnie was yanked from her perch, Lily Burlingame yanked her arms free of Kendra's trap and began to pound away on her thighs! None too pleased by this partial escape, LaRue put her hands against the small of Lily's back and hopped in place to THUMP the medicine ball of her backside into the nape of the smaller brunette's neck! Lily groaned and crumpled to one knee, her escape hatch slammed shut before she had a chance to even try it. “I'm through fucking around with you.” Kendra broke the Headscissors so she could stand Burlingame up straight. “It's time you finally obeyed the Siren's Song, shrimp.”
No answer from the Maroon Meteor, so LaRue doubled over and forced her head between Lily's thighs while also cupping the pits of her knees in both hands. Boos from the crowd as Kendra straightened up to drape Burlingame down her back, the powerhouse working quickly to shift her grip from outside to inside so that Lily's lower legs were tucked beneath her armpits. This arrangement should've ended with Burlingame's mug framed beneath the Siren's thighs, so it was quite the unpleasant surprise when she snatched a double handful of the challenger's already cheeky briefs and turned them into the scantest of butt floss with a retaliatory wedgie!
“OOOOOHHHHHHH BITCH!” Kendra swayed from side to side and stamped in place, trying to force Burlingame into position to land her finish. “LEGGO OF MY TRUNKS OR I'LL TURN YOU INTO A FUCKING GREASE SP--”
Lily did as ordered, though only to brace her palms against the Destroyer's lower back. Pushing up as far as she could, the Star Strider promptly let loose and slipped / swung between Kendra's parted legs at top speed. Catching hold of the other brunette's thighs at just the right moment, Burlingame torqued her hips and ripped LaRue loose of her moorings, the startled battler flipped off her feet to THWHAM down hard on the back of her head and shoulders! Planted flat by the Yoshi Tonic, Kendra squirmed frantically as Burlingame wrapped both arms around one thigh to keep her down through...
YOSHI TONIC:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=WEGoly7lZIw
ONE...
TWO...
THRNOOOO!
Lily felt the power gathering in LaRue's hips so she broke her grip and pushed offa the Siren's strong buns half a heartbeat before Kendra would've sent her flying clear of the pin. As it was she was much more in control of the ejection and able to tumble backward across the ring where she popped to her feet in the blink of an eye. LaRue rolled in the opposite direction, though she didn't get nearly as far before coming up against the ropes. Sensing a moment of reprieve, the challenger draped an arm over the middle strand and pointed an imperious finger at the Star Strider. “Stay the hell away, pipsqueak.” she demanded. “I'm in the ropeSSSNNNNGGHHH!” Burlingame did the exact opposite by sprinting across the squared circle and THWHONKING her right knee between Kendra's eyes!
PANIC ATTACK:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=U0iUyGLrWcI
LaRue's head snapped back, then whiplashed forward, the sturdy brunette slopping from a seat to all fours, which allowed Lily to help herself a double handful of hair. “C'mere! C'mere big girl, let's settle this right now!” Kendra grunted something that sounded like 'kiss my ass', not that the heiress paid it much mind as she'd already forced the bigger brunette's noggin between her thighs in a Standing Headscissors. A quick Waistlock got LaRue to her feet (at least as much as possible in her current circumstances), but Burlingame abandoned it in favor of snagging a greedy double handful of Kendra's briefs.
“LEGGO!” LaRue demanded as she felt Burlingame's nails scrape her buns. “I MEAN IT YOU NASTY LITTLE RUNOOOOWWWWWW NNNNGGGHHH!”
Lily dipped her knees and yaaaaaaaaaanked up in a vengeful wedgie strong enough to flip the challenger ass over teakettle! Just like that she dropped to a seat and THWHUNKED Kendra's skull into the deck with a snappy Piledriver!
SNAP PILEDRIVER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=jqM2y2RDgak
That resounding impact drew the attention of LaKeisha Bates, who'd just caught the wrist of Veronica Treymane after rocking her jaw with a huge Haymaker. Shocked and dismayed to see her partner lolling over onto her back, Bates jerked the Dangerous Dame forward and spiked a Kneelift into her belly, then wedged a shoulder into her sternum and rocked her back on her heels. “Sorry flat-ass, I got business elsewhere!” With that she took a giant step back, dropped a hip and slung Treymane toward the steel stepNO! 'Ronnie set her heels and reversed the momentum of the Whip, forcing a wide-eyed LK to careen at the steps she'd marked out for the blonde! Jaw clenched for the inevitable impact, the Texan spun 'round and went booty-first into the steel with an echoing BAH-WHAAAM!
“Oh, I think you've got it locked down out here, Daisy.” Veronica taunted as Bates bounced away and landed awkwardly on her shoulder and hip. “I'll check on Kendra for ya.”
The words were still reaching LaKeisha's ears when the Magnificent Moll hopped onto the apron and made a beeline for the Cosmic Noir corner. “Hey Lily, need a hand?”
Spun to one knee in the aftermath of the Piledriver, Burlingame looked to her partner and offered a thumbs up. “I do! Both of them, actually!”
The path to a tag was clear, but Lily didn't dawdle, indeed she rushed the corner like the whole of Booty Shock was hot on her heels. “Cosmic Doom, then the Warhead?” Treymane asked as the Maroon Meteor closed in.
“Perfect.” she answered. “Pay attention, Al! We got a double tag here!”
Sure enough they CLAPPED hands once, then twice, meaning Lily was still the legal woman even though 'Ronnie hopped the ropes and joined her in rushing over to the woozy Siren. Knowing exactly how to maximize their time, the champs combined forces to scrape Kendra off the mat though it was only Veronica who clamped down on the brunette's throat with one hand. As for Lily, she circled around behind and took a couple steps back once the big blonde had grabbed hold of the challenger's already distended waistband. When the time came Treymane didn't ask if Burlingame was ready, she simply gathered her strength and muscled Kendra high into the air! LaRue hung at the apex for a moment and that's when Lily exploded into motion, the former Lightweight Champion taking to the skies to grab onto Kendra's shoulders while simultaneously wedging her knees between the Siren's shoulders. Her weight combined with Treymane's thunderous downward toss ensured a most vile landing for LaRue as she was THWHAMMED down on those posted joints as victim of the combination Choke Slam and Lungblower known as Cosmic Doom!
COSMIC DOOM:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=PyNjHB4U2N0
The Gorgeous Gangster wheeled away as soon as Lily sidled out from under the starfished challenger, 'Ronnie keeping a wary eye on the outside of the ring to ensure LaKeisha remained a non-factor.
Thus guarded by her very own Pinstripe Skynet, Lily rushed to a neutral corner, grabbed the top rope in both hands and sprang to the top floor in a single effortless movement. Turned to face the squared circle by the time she touched down, the Girl That Gravity Forgot rose to her full height and hoisted a thumbs up to the rafters. Yet the Star Gazers knew this was no mere salutation, it was a detonator, one that called forth an earth-shattering KA-BOOM! when she pressed it a moment later. Lily took to the skies propelled on the force of this throat-born explosion, the former Lightweight Champion twisting through the love child of a corkscrew and an inside-out front flip, a dazzling bit of acrobatics that brought her THAWHAMMING down atop Kendra's heaving chest!
CHERRY WARHEARD @ 00:17
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dh-M6_vdqes
LaRue's legs popped up as the air was crushed from her lungs and Lily did hook the near one, though rather than maintain the Crossbody she pushed up and slung a leg over the Destroyer's fluttering chest and sat down with every bit of her hundred and ten pounds atop Kendra's nose!
“SHOW-OFF BITCH!” LaKeisha dove under the bottom rope like a woman on a mission, that she very well may have completed if Veronica hadn't crashed down across her back in a less elevated, though no less effective Splash! Scrambling into a back mount as soon as she made contact with the Booty Queen, the Dangerous Dame slipped an arm around LK's neck, then Scissored her legs around the challenger's waist and rolled onto her back to ensure Bates was thoroughly trussed up when Al Carpenter dove in to count the...
ONE...
TWO...
THREE!
Lily bit her bottom lip and nodded in triumph, the victrix raising a brawny little bicep to give it a congratulatory smooch as the Announcer confirmed, “Ladies and gentlemen, your winners via pin-fall and still the FAWN Tag Team Champions... COSMIC NOIR!”
“Hear that Daisy?” Veronica was still pouring it on with the Rear Naked Choke because LaKeisha was still fighting like a snake with a broken back. “And. Still. You couldn't get it done. Didn't get the worst of it though, poor Kendra's nose-deep in Burlingame butt.”
“Fucking bitch.” LK hissed. “Fucking cheap, dirty bitch! I'll fucking wreck you both! Break your noses off in my MMMMRRRPPPPPHHHHHH!”
Treymane clamped her free hand over LaKeisha's mouth, then pinched her nostrils shut with thumb and forefinger. “Not tonight, Daisy.” Veronica cooed. “Tonight you sleep with the losers!”
Bates keened in muffled outrage, alas this only sped her oxygen deprivation and it wasn't long before she'd gone limp in the Dangerous Dame's clutches. Treymane kept her hooks in for a little while longer, just to make sure the Texan was well and truly out of it. Once satisfied, she let go, nudged LaKeisha onto her belly and rose to one knee beside her. Al was there to offer her one of the straps and 'Ronnie took it, but rather than rise, she draped it over one shoulder. Dark eyes gleaming, she smirked, “Don't forget about me, Daisy.”
To ensure she wouldn't, the Pinstripe Powerhouse reached out and made a few deft adjustments to LK's distended briefs, carefully pulling them snug across those defenseless buns before she flattened her hands into paddles and pattered out a little riff!
Mouthing an appreciative 'thanks' to the cheering FAWNatics, Veronica stood up and sauntered over to Lily, who'd just finished teaching Kendra LaRue the difference between Burlingame Quality and Bulk Quantity.
“Another pair of loud mouths silenced!” the Crimson Comet beamed as they clinked their belts together.
“I don't know, sounded like Kendra was trying to say a lot there at the end.” Treymane noted.
“Nothing important, just a lot of threats, followed by pleading. You know the old saying, the bigger they are, the louder they bawl!”
“No bawling now, just a lot of silence. It's quite pleasant.”
“Agreed. Wanna leave them something to remember us by before we leave?”
“Making her face disappear wasn't enough?”
“Boots on boobs, baby. Let 'em know they lost!”
Veronica couldn't argue with that, but she didn't want to roll LaKeisha onto her back so she planted a sole across those defeated glutes while Lily set her flag atop Kendra's conquered chest.
Gold raised high, Cosmic Noir said nothing, but the message was still loud and clear. You couldn't just challenge them and hope for the best. You had to shoot for the stars... and hope the stars didn't shoot back.
A heady mix of boos, jeers and whistles filled the arena as Jennifer Lopez's 'Booty' hit the speakers.
KENDRA LARUE:
LAKEISHA BATES:
The callipygian combo made their presence felt shortly thereafter, the challengers strolling into view like they owned the building. Tonight Kendra LaRue sported the colors of her adoptive country Mexico, the sexiest that flag’s ever looked; clad in a two-piece bikini, her top was tied at the sides and left her shoulders bare, visibly straining to hold back LaRue’s double D’s. Her briefs were slightly (and I do stress slightly) more conservative if only to ensure there's enough material to actually display the red, white and green in amounts discernible to the human eye.
As for her partner, Lakeisha’s shapely bosom was swathed in a gold bandeau top with thick black edging with matching bikini bottoms. The letters LK are inscribed across the top in flowing, black-glitter script. Around her waist is a thick black belt--for lack of a better term--that split into a diamond shape around the front to frame her navel in the center of the shape. Top, belt and bottoms are connected by a pair of heavy black rings -- a third and final ring connected the top to a black choker around her throat. Inscribed across the back of her briefs is 'RUMPSHAKA' in the same flowing black script that graces her bosom. The look's completed with flat black boots and pads, the boots stenciled with LK in gold script. Lakeisha proves the adage that ‘Black don't crack’ is very true, looking just as powerful and beautiful as she was during her world championship run.
Ignoring the mouth-breathers on the aisle save to occasionally swat or sneer at any who dared interact with them in a tone other than grovelling obeisance, Bates and LaRue made their way up the steel steps and out onto the apron where they turned their backs on one another and sloooooooooowly dipped through the strands so that their vaunted glutes almost, butt didn't quite, touch. From there they each claimed different corners, the dual Destroyers strapping invisible belts around their waists in anticipation of the impending title change.
Al Carpenter had set about at least trying to check the challengers pads and boots when the Announcer called forth to the heavens. “And introducing their opponents! Hailing from Bridgeport, California and Stovington, Vermont respectively and weighing in at combined total of two hundred and forty-four pounds. They are the Neo-Noir Knockout VERONICA TREYMANE and the Girl that Gravity Forgot, LILY BURLINGAME! Together they are the FAWN Tag Team Champions… COSMIC NOIR!”
The low red glare of the Star Strider's entrance was augmented by a gout of flame sparking from the floor at the bottom of the ramp and burning rapidly up its wick until it reached the pool of darkness at the top. All at once the predicted explosion of noise and pyro went off, a huge KA-BOOM of red bursting loud enough to swallow the introductory riff of 'Comeback Kid’. When the lights came back the music immediately cut to the first verse of ‘Machine Gun Blues’ and the capacity crowd welcomed the champs through the curtain with cacophonous cheer.
LILY BURLINGAME:
VERONICA TREYMANE:
“Whole lotta beef in that ring right now, Lily.” Veronica noted after tipping her hat to the crowd. “You mind if I take point?”
“Not at all.” Lily answered with a smile. “Just make sure to save some rump roast for me, ok?”
“Oh, I'm sure there'll be plenty left over.”
That was as good a signal as any, so the Maroon Meteor raised an invisible detonator overhead, then brought her thumb down to get an earth-shattering ‘KA-BOOM!’ from the FAWNatics and an explosive line of pyro from Veronica’s barking iron. When it fell silent Treymane and Burlingame blew smoke off the barrel, then started toward the ring with the Roseate Rocket a few steps ahead.
For tonight's row with their cheeky challengers, Lily wore her usual midnight blue and starry white halter and bottoms, galaxies swirling and shimmering with her every move. Her knee pads were white on one side and purple on the other, matching her togs perfectly. Behind her, the Gorgeous Gangster wore matching togs, the dark blue replacing charcoal gray in her usual boy-cut pinstripe trunks and bustier. The accompanying suspenders and belt gleamed bright white, as did her pads and wrist-tape, while her boots were a highly-polished black.
They were about halfway to the squared circle when Burlingame raised her right hand and started a silent countdown.
Three.
Two.
One.
Blastoff!
The Girl That Gravity Forgot went flying down the rest of the ramp to leap onto the apron in a single bound. From there she raced along the narrow ledge to the far corner, the top of which she reached just as easily. This display of effortless acrobatics was capped off with a soaring and undeniably gorgeous back-flip which landed her perfectly within the confines of the squared circle. A couple heartbeats passed and Veronica slid in behind her, the Dangerous Dame having doffed her coat and Thompson once the countdown began.
“Why don't you just hand over the belts now?” Kendra chided Veronica as she made her way to the center of the ring after Carpenter's check of the champs. “I won't even make you lay down for three! Just concede the match and the two of you can leave without the indignity of seeing your mascara smudged across our asses.”
“Think you got a few words wrong in that Mad Lib, Daisy.” Treymane countered. “Indignity should be 'delight' and mascara should be 'boot prints'. Because that's exactly what we're going to do to those prissy cheeks of yours.”
The Siren's smile widened even as her dark eyes narrowed to cruel slots. “You don't know what you're doing, beeyotch. You might be able to hang with either of us one on one. But in a tag match? With that travel size Muppet as your partner? You've got no chance.”
Veronica rolled her shoulders, raised her hands and settled into a loose, forward leaning grappler's crouch. “I'll remember that when Lily's wiping her boots on your ass after the bell, Dai--”
LaRue was finished listening to that sort of disrespect so she charged the Magnificent Moll and drew her into a rough Collar-&-Elbow Tie-Up! Simple forward momentum allowed Kendra to muscle Treymane back a few steps, though that was as far as she got before 'Ronnie set her heels and stopped the brunette in her tracks. “That's all you've got?” Treymane asked at the sound of LaRue's irritated grunt. “Bates is gonna be real irritated if I blow your doors off before she ever has a chance to tag EEERRRRHHHH!”
Kendra plunged a hand into the blonde's hair and yanked her head from side to side while simultaneously pivoting around so her foe was no back to the Booty Shock corner. “Oh don't you worry, skinny girl!” LaRue sneered as she marched Veronica through the unfriendly side of town. “LK and I are gonna take turns scrubbing you across our HHHHRRRRGGGHHH!”
Quick to understand that she'd have to fight fire with fire against this pair of Destroyers, Treymane stopped pushing on LaRue's chin and clamped down on her face instead, the Pinstripe Powerhouse mashing the heel of her palm against the other woman's mouth and nose in an aggressive Iron Claw! Tummying up on the startled brunette to reverse their course back into the middle of the squared circle, 'Ronnie gouged her thumb and pinkie into the brunette's temples and was pleased to hear her squeal in distress. “Only place that ass of yours is going is an ice bath.” Treymane promised. “And I'll make sure it doesn't come out until 'ManiOOOOFFFFFHHHH!”
Kendra planted on her left foot to bring her right thigh around and up, the Angeleno THUMPING a broadside Kneelift up into the champ's unsuspecting abs! Prizing her mug free of Veronica's grip with a sneer of disgust, LaRue smashed home another heavy Kneelift, then took the blonde's chin between thumb and forefinger and pulled her in close. “Your fugly little FACE is going in my ass, bitch!” she promised. “And it's NEVER coming out!”
With that she switched over to a Wristlock, shouldered the wheezing blonde away and slung her at the ropNO! Veronica set her heels, took hold of LaRue's wrist and reversed the Irish Whip to send Kendra in her stead. Doing so meant the brunette bounced off the strands closest to the Cosmic Noir corner, a fact that really didn't register in the challenger's brain until Lily Burlingame stepped away from the buckles and quick, THWHAPPING kick across Kendra's vaunted backside!
Far more startled than hurt by this bit of cheeky insolence, LaRue whirled around on the spot and glared daggers at the Crimson Comet. “Fucking pipsqueak, who the hell do you think you are?”
“Not the legal member of her team.” Lily answered with a sly smirk. Kendra cursed, did another about face and promptly got clouted across the chest with a massive Running Elbow Smash from Veronica Treymane! The impact sent LaRue barreling into the ropes only to bounce back out into the the blonde's clutches as 'Ronnie immediately dipped low and muscled the challenger across her shoulders in a Fireman's Carry!
“You gonna let 'em get away with that cheap shit all night, Carpenter?” LaKeisha fumed from way over in the far corner. “I'll remember that when you're begging me to not break their noses!”
The ref paid this no mind, Treymane on the other hand turned around and blew the FAWN original a quick kiss. “I'll scuff you up too, don't worry about that, Daisy!” Turning back to her own partner, Veronica tromped over to Lily and tagged her into the fray. “Just like we discussed?” the heiress asked as Treymane hit reverse to put some distance between herself and the corner.
“Big weapons make big targets.” 'Ronnie confirmed. “Let's find out how tuff these buns of steel actually are.” The Maroon Meteor didn't need any more explanation, she just grabbed the top rope and waited while Veronica 'hupped' Kendra up and over, the big blonde dropping to one knee to SPIKE LaRue's tawny tummy with a huge Gutbuster! The Siren wretched and squirmed on impact, then squirmed all the harder once Treymane raised her right hand overhead and brought it cra-cra-cra-CRACKING down on those defenseless glutes in a furious fusillade of spanks!
Al Carpenter paid no mind to the whistles and cheers of the Summer Swelter throng, he only cleared his throat and said, “Tag was made, 'Ronnie. Time to get to the apWHOAH!” The lanky referee skipped backward when Lily vaulted onto the top rope and leapt into the lights, the former Lightweight Champion bringing her knees up to chest level to ensure every bit of her weight was behind the Double Stomp she THWUMPED down on Kendra's defenseless behind! Burlingame skipped clear like it was no big deal while LaRue tumbled offa Treymane's posted knee and scrambled to verticality with both hands pressed to her battered buns.
“That was a cheap shot you little sawed-off, flat-ass bitch!” she snarled to Lily, who couldn't help but smile.
“What, don't you always wipe your feet when you get into the ring? It's not my fault you make such a great door--”
Kendra exploded at the heiress, meaning to crush her into paste against the Cosmic Noir corner. Such aggression would've certainly overwhelmed someone with slower reflexes, unfortunately for the challenger, Burlingame was anything but and she proved as such by leaving her feet in a micro-hop that nevertheless provided just enough altitude to deliver a Low Dropkick to the Destroyer's shins! Across the ring, LaKeisha Bates didn't bother to hide her anger when Kendra pitched forward and went headfirst into the middle turnbuckle. “So we're just not making tags now, that it, Carpenter? Seems like something you could'a mentioned before the bell!”
Veronica, who'd stepped out onto the apron immediately after Lily delivered her stomp, held up the Tag Rope and waggled it in the Texan's direction. “Only one tag so far, Daisy! Unless you're talking about all the welts we're leaving on your girl!”
Bates glowered and started through the ropes only to draw back knowing that such an incursion would immediately draw the attention of that clearly biased zebra. Still, it wasn't easy to watch when Burlingame wedged Kendra's noggin beneath the middle buckle and quickly draped her arms over the middle strand. Taking her leave of the corner once LaRue was suitably trussed, Lily raced to the middle of the ring, turned on a dime and shot back the way she'd came to administer a second Dropkick, this one THWHAPPING against the strong curve of Kendra's wriggling rump!
Far from just another painful blow to the backside (though it was certainly that), Lily's latest bit of offense drove the nape of Kendra's neck into the roughly-padded steel with enough force to send a jolt down her spine! The impact of it jolted LaRue loose from the buckles, leaving her curled up on one side with both arms strapped across the back of her head. “Sounds like LK's got a problem with quick tags.” Lily told the Dangerous Dame. “Wonder how much she'll hate it when we actually kick into high gear?”
Treymane extended a hand. “Only one way to find out!”
The Maroon Meteor tagged 'Ronnie back in, then hurried to the center to keep an eye on Bates while Treymane made her entrance. “Better hope I never make that tag, pint-size.” LaKeisha warned. “Because if I do you're both gonna suff--”
“Cassava's still picking the wedgie I gave her last month.” Burlingame interrupted. “And she's got a butt that actually worries me. You? Not so much.”
The brazen disrespect from that bouncy little idiot overwhelmed LaKeisha's good sense and she stormed through the strands to get at Burlingame. Just as she'd feared, this brought down the wrath of the FAWNatics and with it the attention of Al Carpenter, the latter quickly moving to intercept the former World Champion. Bates cursed and tried to slip away from the ref, but Al remained stubbornly close, thus ensuring that LK had an excellent view of Cosmic Noir's next move.
Positioning herself between the brunette's legs, Veronica crouched low and looped her arms around Kendra's waist so she could lift her lower body off the mat in a textbook Wheelbarrow. A single glance over one shoulder confirmed Burlingame was right where she needed to be so the Magnificent Moll gathered her reserves and muscled Kendra up, over and-- Burlingame rushed in and took to the skies to lace her hands across LaRue's chin and wedge her knees between the brunette's shoulders. A sharp tug from Lily combined with Veronica's contributed momentum ensured an agonizing landing for the Siren as she THWHUMPED down atop Burlingame's knees as the victim of a combined Wheelbarrow Suplex and Lungblower!
Turning onto her belly as soon as the tandem offense connected, Treymane wedged her shoulders into the pits of Kendra's knees and plowed forward to stack her up on her shoulders for the...
ONE...
TWO...
THRNOOOO!
LaKeisha had all the faith in the world in Kendra kicking out of Treymane's jank-ass pin, but she was damned tired of watching from the apron so she rushed in from deep in left field and THUMPED a Butt Bomb between the blonde's shoulders to break it up with half a second to spare! Lily, who was halfway through the ropes when Bates made her presence felt, did a quick about-face and planted one foot on the bottom rope, the Maroon Meteor already lining up her shot when LK bounced to verticality.
“Yeah, you like that you narrow ass poseur?” the former World Champ jeered down at the grimacing Treymane. “That's what happens to bitches who think they're just gonna stroll in here and brush us asi--” She turned mid-taunt to get eyes on Burlingame and that's when Lily took flight, the little brunette pushing off the bottom rope to catch the startled challenger in a Front Facelock. Swinging around around as soon as she'd clamped on, the heiress was half a heartbeat away from spiking Bates' forehead to the deck with a Tornado DDT when the veteran got both hands against Lily's midriff and shoved as hard as she could.
What could've been catastrophic turned out to be merely awkward, both ladies landing upright albeit several feet removed from one another. Aware of the ropes close to her back, Burlingame crouched down and beckoned the Texan forward. “C'mon 'Keesh, let's see what ya got! I know it won't be better than Cassava, but maybe you're a close sec--” Mere mention of the BMD Queen's name got LK's blood boiling and she charged down the Star Strider with a Clothesline meant to turn the obnoxious little snot inside ou-- Lily flitted down and to one side, threaded her feet between Bates' ankles and sent her tumbling throat-first into the second rope!
Unable to help herself, Burlingame moved in close and CLAPPED a single gaudy slap across LK's glutes before wheeling around to head for the ropes on the opposite side of the ring. Her path was slightly complicated by 'Ronnie Treymane, (who was still down on all fours trying to shake off Bates' blindside attack) but Lily simply hopped over her, hit the strands and raced back the way she'd came. On her second pass she used the Dangerous Dame like a springboard, Burlingame skipping onto and then pushing off from her partner to add more 'oomph' to--“HHHHHRRRGGHHH!” Kendra caught her in mid-air, twisted around on one foot and dropped to her knees to THAWHAM the startled highflyer into the canvas with a massive Spinebuster!
SPINEBUSTER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=tV6fslxWXrk
On her feet before the ring stopped shivering, the Siren slapped Al Carpenter on the shoulder and demanded, “Get that interfering piece of shit out of the ri--”
Veronica grabbed Kendra by the shoulder, whipped her around and popped her in the mouth with a quick Forearm Smash! “Watch your mouth, Daisy.” the Pinstripe Powerhouse growled. “Otherwise I'll make sure you're eating your words with a broken jawAAARRRGGHHH!”
Kendra squared up like she meant to throw hands with Treymane only to swipe her nails across the champ's eyes instead! Veronica yelped and forgot about everything save clearing her vision, meaning she didn't realize LaRue wrapped her in a Bear Hug until the Angeleno locked her hands and began to squeeeeeeeeeeeze The pressure on her ribs drew an immediate reaction from the Magnificent Moll, unfortunately it was little more than a startled groan that transformed into a breathless grunt when Kendra popped her hips and laid out on her stomach to THAWHAM Treymane to the deck with a perfect Belly to Belly Suplex!
BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=tOxHQkC1uY8
Rearing back on her knees in the wake of the powerful slam, Kendra swung a leg over and sat every bit of her hundred and thirty-eight pounds on Veronica's chest while also hooking both legs to keep her down for...
ONE...
TWO...
THRNOOOO!
Treymane got both hands on the challenger's domineering derriere and shoved her clear with half a second between her and the end of a Cosmic reign. LaRue scrambled upright and made a threatening move toward Al Carpenter only to shift focus to her corner when she heard LK's voice. “Leave that string-bean alone, Kendra. We're gonna need him to count to three once those two losers are snuffling into our cheeks!”
Kendra nodded, though she gave the ref a measured glare before once again focusing her ire on the vulnerable blonde. “Playtime's over now, bitch.” she threatened once Treymane was back on her feet. “Well, for you and the midget, anyway. LK and I? We haven't even STARTED to play with you yet!”
Clamping down on the champ's wrist, LaRue stepped off and dropped a shoulder to send Veronica barreling toward the Booty Shock corner. Treymane's ring awareness was hardly a hundred percent at the moment, yet she still retained enough to turn around and take the BWUUUNGING[/i] impact with her back, rather than her strenum. Whether or not she made the right choice was up for debate as she'd barely thrown her arms over the top rope when Kendra rushed in and THWHUMPED her buns into the pit of the blonde's stomach! Strong as they were, Treymane's legs gave out at once and she crumpled to a seat with the back of her head lolling against the bottom buckle. Of all the places to occupy as an opponent of Booty Shock, this was no doubt the worst, as 'Ronnie discovered firsthand once the Siren jammed her ass into the champ's face and began to scrub and grind for all she was worth!
STINK FACE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=oyVuCtu7CNY
Beaming as her partner made Treymane suffer, LaKeisha dropped from the apron to the floor so she could put some additional bad mouthing on the Dangerous Dame during an already humiliating ordeal. “Yeah, you like that honey? I know you do, lemme hear you say you like it! No, lemme hear you say you LOVE IT! Oh, you think you're gonna turn away from my girl? Nah, it's not gonna be that easy!” Sidling around so she was directly behind the ringpost, Bates grabbed a double handful of hair and forcibly turned Veronica's head so she was buried nose deep in Kendra's gluteal gulag. “YEAH, GET IN THERE!” LK demanded. “GET ALL UP IN THERE, BEEYOTCH!”
Up in the ring, Carpenter let the Stink Face mugging continue for a long internal five count, though he was quick to warn LaRue once Bates began to assist. “All right Kendra, lets get her out of the corner, ok?”
“Hell no!” she scoffed at once. “She's not leaving this corner without a broken nose!”
The ref signed and began a loud count which reached 'FOUR!' before Kendra stomped away to flick her togs back into position. “Hey, sad and shabby's a good look on you, pipsqueak!” the Siren taunted Lily Burlingame, who watched from the champ's side of town with an air of grim determination. “You gonna stick around after the bell to watch how REAL champions use a loser for their throne or are you gonna skitter to the back and hope we don't notice.”
“Keep talking, wide-load.” Burlingame growled. “And I'll put my boot so far up your ass you'll—HEY! HEY AL, SHE'S CHOKING!”
All eyes swung back to the Booty Shock corner where LaKeisha Bates did indeed have a hand wrapped around Treymane's throat! Discovery did not mean immediate freedom for the Pinstripe Powerhouse, indeed Bates continued to throttle her until Carpenter reached 'THREE!' on another brisk count. Batting her eyes for the zebra once she was free and clear, LaKeisha climbed onto the apron and accepted a tag from Kendra, who quickly set about dragging Veronica to her feet.
“Those wannabes last month tried to flex on ya and you schooled them pretty hard.” Bates admitted as she and Kendra drew the bedraggled blonde into a tandem Front Facelock. “Now, I'll always cheer seeing those losers get embarrassed, but you're in the ring with us tonight, flat ass. And when Booty Shock wants to flex? We don't miss!”
A nod between the partners meant Treymane's arms were quickly slung across the challenger's shoulders. From there they reached for 'Ronnie's trunks, but rather than simply catch hold at each hip, they grabbed on and YANKED up to transform those pinstripe bottoms into the scantest of thongs! Treymane squealed in anguish and her situation only got worse once Bates and LaRue gathered their strength and muscled the big blonde all the way to high noon! No powering out from Veronica tonight, she remained swaying and suspended until yet another count from Carpenter forced the Callipygian Crushers to drop backward to complete the devilish double team.
DOUBLE VERTICAL SUPLEX:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=sV9x0kvoh0s
Treymane jolted like the canvas was electrified, though it's worth noting that LK grabbed a huge handful of hair rather than try for a pin. “Deep water now honey, that's exactly where you are!” the Texan explained as she hauled Treymane to boot-leather. “And I can see you're already gasping for air, ain't gonna be long 'til we're champions and you're staring at the backside of my trunks!”
A growl from 'Ronnie suggested she didn't share LaKeisha's opinion, yet she couldn't provide a counter argument strong enough to stop Bates from flinging her to a seat via a simple Snapmare. Still holding Magnificent Moll's hair in her right hand, LK moved around in front of her opponent and promptly drove her hips back into Treymane's mug! Veronica's head snapped back but she didn't tumble over, so 'Keesha grabbed on again and delivered another brain-rattling butt smash! “Get yourself a good look at this, shrimp!” the challenger barked to Lily even as she began to roll her hips in saucy little circles. “It's exactly what you're gonna get if you're stupid enough to get back in this ring!” Lily didn't answer because LaKeisha wasn't listening, she'd already THUMPED her last Peach Punch into Treymane's mug, the force of it knocking the woozy champ onto her back in a glassy-eyed sprawl!
TRIPLE HIP ATTACK:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=zYHUw7vsTZk
With 'Ronnie reduced to little more than furniture by Bates' Booty Blitzkrieg, LK treated her thusly by piling on with a miniature Splash that allowed her to hook the far leg while keeping a stern eye on Burlingame while the ref and the FAWNatics counted off...
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TWO...
Treymane jerked a shoulder off the mat right after 'TWO!' with far more sass than LaKeisha preferred from a punk that'd been snuffling her rump only moments prior. “Oh, so you still wanna fight? OK Little Miss Bad-Ass, let's see what you've got!” The Pinstripe Powerhouse didn't actually respond with words, yet the fact that she had the temerity to roll onto her stomach and start to rise was more than enough for LaKeisha to snatch a double handful of hair to hustle her return to verticality. Said return proved anything but stable as the Texan abruptly sank to one knee to THWHUMP Treymane's forehead offa the posted joint with a blink and you'll miss it sort of Facebuster!
Veronica reeled on the spot without going down, meaning Bates was in prime position to slip around behind and thread her left leg over the blonde's left thigh. In the same breath she dipped under Treymane's right arm, hooked that limb beneath her left bicep and craaaaaaaaaanked back to complete the Abdominal Stretch!
ABDOMINAL STRETCH:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=58z4Uv8l_P0
“Ooooooooohhhhhh, I got this hooked in DEEP!” LK flattened her free hand into a paddle and smacked it against Treymane's taut flank. “You want to just tap out and slink off now? Or you still wanna be bawling in my clutches when the Announcer man proclaims 'AND NEW' OOOWWW!”
LK's grip was such that Veronica couldn't power out, so she made the challenger's night quite a bit more unpleasant by crooking her left hand into a fist, which she then pounded into the Nubian Queen's encroaching thigh! “We'll see who's bawling when the bell rings, Daisy.” Treymane muttered as she began to grind her knuckles into that dense meat. “FWB strutted in talking a good game and they ended up showing their asses to the rafters. You? You're running your mouth louder than anyone in recent memory, so who knows what's gonna happen to AAAARRRHHHH GAAAAAAAAWD STOPPIT YOU BITCH!”
LaKeisha, who'd traded in her paddle for a Claw latched to the center of the blonde's trunks gave the hold a few rough squeezes before raaaaaaaaking her opponent from crotch to navel no less than half a dozen times. Then it was right back to the Claw, Bates seemingly content to use old school tactics to draw a wailing surrender from the Dangerous Dame. “You want me to stop, honey?” the challenger cooed. “You need to submit first. And none of this tapping out on my thigh shit, I wanna hear you say, I give up, LaKeisha! I'm sorry I ever mentioned those scrawny pieces of nothing in your presence! Please, take these titles and leave me alNGH! NGH! NGH!”
Bates had leaned a little too close during the course of her demands and Treymane made her pay for it with a flurry of awkward punches caromed off the Texan's forehead! LaKeisha's grips relaxed without giving way, 'Ronnie felt like she could've Hip Tossed her to the deck without too much hassle but instead she slipped loose and swung around behind the other Destroyer to complete an Abdominal Stretch of her own!
ABDOMINAL STRETCH:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=pyIznwMgGec
“You want these titles, Daisy? You want 'em as bad as I do?” Veronica cupped her left hand over Bates' chin and wrenched her head back at an awkward angle while simultaneously pounding elbows into the Texan's ribs. “Let's hear you prove it. Tell me you're not a whining quitter!” Treymane stopped throwing bow's and delivered a few hard swats to the Booty Queen's cheeks.
LK seethed at the blatant disrespect leveled upon her most dangerous weapon, yet she couldn't do much about it save grab a handful of hair and pull as hard as she could. “Does that feel like I plan on quitting, beeyotch?” Bates smiled through her own pain when she heard Treymane's angry hiss. “Doesn't, does it? Feels like the chick who's gonna take your titles, then crush your face beneath her OOOOOOHHHH FAAAAAAAAHHHK YOU!”
LK had gone old school earlier, now 'Ronnie paid her back with interest by reaching through the challenger's legs from behind to attack with an 'underhanded' Claw on her foe's briefs! “Kendra's looking real antsy over in the corner, Daisy.” Veronica said after a quick glance at the other half of Booty Shock. “Think she's gonna rush in here and save you to make sure you don't throw away this opportun--”
“FUCK YOU!” LaKeisha squirmed harder than ever in a desperate effort to prize free of the blonde's clutches. “I'm doing just fine, you better hope that tacky midget partner of yours is fast enough to save you once I HHHRRGGGHH!”
Veronica relinquished the Claw so she could pound a Forearm Smash across the base of her opponent's neck. From there she reached through Bates' thighs, caught hold of her dangling left wrist and pulled it back between her thighs to complete the Pumphandle. In less perilous circumstances Treymane would've indulged in a moment to embarrass her arrogant opposition, but she hadn't been joking about Kendra looking ready to jump the ropes so the Magnificent Moll clamped down tight and hoisted / flipped her burden up across her chest, then used her tiptoes to get a couple more inches of elevation before she went down on one knee and THWHUMPED LK's lower back across the strong post of her upper thigh!
JOURNEY INTO FEAR:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=d1Fl5wDJHXQ
Bates groaned as she bounced off Treymane's posted joint and tumbled over in mid-descent to land flat on her stomach. This might've prevented 'Ronnie from going for a pin, it left her vulnerable to the heavy stomp Treymane promptly drove into the small of her back! “Cheap, skinny beeyotch!” LaKeisha huffed as she struggled to all fours. “I'll teach you to RRGGGHHH!”
Veronica grabbed a double handful of hair, wedged Bates' noggin between her thighs, then hopped in place to THUMP her butt into the base of her foe's skull! This simple tactic halted Bates' return to verticality, at least until the Pinstripe Powerhouse resumed her hair-hold and used it to set the Texan on her feet. Switching from this grip to a much more legal Wristlock, Veronica tugged LaKeisha close just to set her back on her heels with a quick Shoulderblock. With Bates run out to the end of her tether, Treymane dropped into a deep crouch that let her put a little extra 'oomph' on the Irish Whip that sent LK hurtling into the Cosmic Noir corner.
Lily saw her coming and jumped down from the apron just to be safe and this proved to be a wise choice because the Booty Queen fired off a Haymaker that would've dented her jaw otherwise. The wiff twisted Bates around and set her back against the buckles, an arrangement that meant she kept her feet even after the Pinstripe Powerhouse took to the skies and THWHONKED her right knee into the other woman's skull!
CORNER KNEE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=565rnz3hsb8
CLAPPING Lily into the match before her feet returned to the canvas, 'Ronnie spun around, hooked her left foot behind LaKeisha's left ankle and swept it out from underneath to drop the BMD Specialist onto her butt with an audible thump. Spinning 'round on her heels even as Burlingame hopped over the top rope, Treymane stuffed her buns into LK's startled mug and began to grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrriiiiiiind in taut little figure eights.
“Go on, take a lap if you want.” the blonde told Lily, her carefree tone in stark contrast to the muffled, infuriated squeals coming from LK. “I'll keep Daisy in place for ya!”
The Crimson Comet answered with a quick salute, then wheeled around and raced toward the opposite side of the squared circle. She'd almost reached her destination when a fed-up Kendra LaRue stormed through the ropes and went straight for the heiress! Lily juked to one side, put on a burst of speed and skipped up the buckles to peel off a beautiful back-flip that sent her soaring over the startled Siren! Heading back to the challenger's side of town as soon as she touched down, Burlingame looked at Veronica who simply mouthed, 'Go high.' Lily nodded and took a few more steps before Treymane exploded out of the buckles in a dead sprint! The Dangerous Dame went low while the Maroon Meteor went high and both spelled disaster for Booty Shock as Lily THUMPED her heels into the pit of LaKeisha's stomach with a huge Dropkick while Veronica dropped a shoulder and buried it in Kendra's navel with a Spear!
Already disoriented by the Stink Face, Bates couldn't defend against the Dropkick and was left gasping for air while Burlingame tumbled backward to regain her feet. Again she sprinted at the corner, but rather than simply leap she grabbed onto the top rope and boosted herself into a flawless handstand that earned plenty of 'oooooohhhh's' from those assembled. Nothing of the kind issued from LK's lips, at least not until the Lightweight curled in on herself and swung down and in, Lily's legs spread just enough to thread around Bates' noggin and THUMP her buns against the challenger's chest!
HANDSTAND BRONCO BUSTER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=7bO1gewWbxc
Maintaining her grip on the top rope allowed Burlingame to deliver several more butt to bust collisions, the Star Strider just smashing the air from her opponent's lungs before thrusting her crotch into LK's face! Not too far away, Treymane had booted Kendra under the bottom rope and quickly followed her to the floor, which meant Al was honed in on the legal competitors within moments.
“All right Lily, let's get her out of there, OK?”
Given the contentious nature of the match thus far he'd expected some resistance from the champion so of course Burlingame let loose and somersaulted clear at once. The ref offered thanks or at least started to, he'd managed a syllable or two when Lily rushed in, hopped up and twisted sideways in mid-air to THAWHAP across Bates' chest with a gorgeous Basement Crossbody!
BASEMENT CROSSBODY:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=cdtl5Ca9_f4
LaKeisha grunted like she'd just been squashed by Pandora rather than a former Lightweight Champion, which was just the sort of reaction the youngest Burlingame sister hoped to elicit. Scrambling to verticality in the span between heartbeats, Lily took hold of the challenger's ankles and draaaaaaaaaaagged her out into the middle of the ring whereupon reaching she somersaulted over Bates to land in a low bridge that folded her Destroyer class opposition into a Jackknife good for the...
ONE...
TWO...
THRENOOOO!
Love her or hate her, no one could deny the perseverance of LK, the latest example of which saw her escape the awkward predicament with half a heartbeat to spare! No time or motion wasted to confirm the near fall, Burlingame only filled her hands with Bates' shoulder-straps and used them to haul her to boot-leather so she could grab the Wristlock that fueled the Irish Whip that—NO! LaKeisha stomped down at the end of her line, took command of the Wristlock sent the Crimson Comet to the ropes in her place. The Booty Queen took half a step forward only to stop when she realized Lily hopped onto the second strand rather than simply run the ropes. “Gotcha now, you slippery little twerp.” the Texan growled as she spread her arms wide and Burlingame vaulted backward, the Star Strider floating through a gorgeous flip that brought her down gut-first atop LaKeisha's right should—NOT TODAY!
Bates raised her right arm to glom onto the high flying champion but Lily spun off and around like that'd been her plan all along. Said plan also included snatching hold of a Front Facelock as she passed by, thus meaning LK joined her for the descent when she laid out at something just a little shy of terminal velocity. Burlingame landed on her back with a thwhump that would've been audible had it not been utterly overwhelmed by the THAWHAM of LaKeisha's forehead colliding with the canvas-sheathed plywood!
SPRINGBOARD TORNADO DDT:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=3YXxfM4G2Y8
The Springboard Tornado DDT flipped Bates over onto her tush in a lolling seat, yet even then Lily didn't try for a cover. Instead she rushed the ropes in front of her seated foe and vaulted over to catch a perch on the apron. Soon as she touched down she was in motion again, the Frenetic Fireball leaping onto the top rope and out into the lights to come down moments later with both boots and every ounce of her hundred and ten pounds into a Basement Dropkick delivered from the penthouse! Bates took it flush in the chest and got knocked flat, the usually domineering powerhouse looking all used up as Burlingame finally Splashed down across her tummy and hooked the far leg for...
ONE...
TWO...
THRENOOOOOOOO!
LaKeisha shot an arm into the sky to break the count, but rather than raise her index finger in triumph she hoisted a spiteful bird to let all the doubters and haters she wasn't going anywhere.
Kneeling beside her, Lily took a few deep breaths and glanced around the squared circle. Veronica was just where she'd expected, Kendra however was easing back through the ropes, suggesting she'd been on her way to break up the cover when LK kicked loose. Burlingame threw the Siren a glance that said she knew exactly what LaRue was up to, then she helped herself to Bates' hair and hauled her up on jellied le--'OOOOOOOHHHHH!' from the FAWNatics when the Maroon Meteor dipped down and muscled the much taller wrestler across her shoulders in a Fireman's Carry. Grinning despite the strain, she called out, “NO ONE SURVIVES A TRIP THROUGH...”
'THE BLACK HOLE!' several thousand voices replied as one.
Lily treated those three words like a starter pistol and began to spin. Slowly at first, then faster and faster until both wrestlers were little more than a chocolate-cherry swir--“NGH! NGH! NGH!AAARRRRHHH!”
Apparently uninterested in venturing beyond the event horizon, LaKeisha fought down the growing nausea long enough to pound a trio of elbows into the side of Burlingame's skull. She followed these with a short, savage rake of the Lightweight's eyes and that's what allowed her to slip loose of the careening crimson cyclotron. Burying her hands in Lily's hair as much to steady her own footing as it was to bring the heiress under control, Bates delivered a heavy Kneelift to the champ's midsection, then drew her into a Front Facelock and slung the near arm across her shoulders. From there she muscled Burlingame high overhead only to swing her back the way she'd came while dropping to her knees to THAWHAM the smaller wrestler down on her face, chest and stomach!
GOURDBUSTER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=zf6p-Y_R12A
The impact bounced Lily onto her knees while LK hurried to her feet, the freshly galvanized Destroyer shooting into the ropes behind the vulnerable lovely. “GET OUT OF THE WAY, LIL!” Veronica shouted as Bates bore down on her oblivious partner. “SHE'S RIGHT BEHIND—” Emphasis on 'behind' when LaKeisha whipped around and THWHUMPED a wrecking ball of a Hip Attack into the back of Burlingame's skull!
Lily went down like a sack of mail while Bates caught her balance and quickly whipped around to deliver several rough stomps to her foe's back and shoulders. “Dodge me now!” she snapped down at the prone Lightweight. “Dodge me now, beeyotch!”
The Crimson Comet wasn't capable of such a demand at the moment which was just fine with the galvanized but still hurting LK. Pausing her punishment after a final stomp, she flipped Treymane a double bird, then crouched down, grabbed hold of Burlingame's wrists and treated her to a face-down drag all the way to the Booty Shock corner. “Crush her, girl.” LaKeisha huffed after Kendra swatted her shoulder to take control of the match. “Grind the obnoxious little shit right into the mat!”
“Oh, I can do better than that.” LaRue purred as she slipped through the strands. “They're gonna find little bits of star crap all over this dump.”
Snatching hold of the smaller brunette's hair, Kendra hoisted her prey to verticality, then wedged her head beneath Burlingame's right arm and looped her own right arm across the champ's midriff. With her left hand braced on Lily's butt, LaRue hoisted her up onto the point of one shoulder, but instead of falling back to complete the Suplex she swung her forward and down to BWUNG Burlingame's mug offa the top turnbuckle with a nasty Facebuster! Her head snapped backward and she would've crumpled to her knees if the challenger hadn't caught a shoulder and spun her around so her back was against the corner.
“Make sure the little shit doesn't go anywhere, 'Keesh.” LaRue asked of her partner once she'd delivered a single 'sit up and pay attention!' Knife-Edge Chop across Lily's chest.
“Don't worry, beeyotch ain't going anywhere 'til we shovel her onto a backboard.” Bates made this proclamation even as she wrapped an arm around Burlingame's throat and began to squeeeeze as hard as she could.
This blatant interference brought Veronica into the ring fast, unfortunately she only made it halfway across before encountering the combined might of The Siren and the zebra. “What the hell do you think you're doing, cheater?” LaRue sneered as Al tried to hustle the apoplectic blonde back to her side of the squared circle. “Keep your flat ass over there and maybe LK and I will let you losers share the same ambulance!”
Treymane lunged, got caught by Carpenter and then tagged a sneaky little Bitch Slap from the smirking brunette! This did nothing for either half of Cosmic Noir, as 'Ronnie was forcibly returned to her corner by the official while Lily continued to sputter and thrash as Bates throttled her into--“OOOOOOOFFFFFHHH!” Kendra raced into the champ's corner, did an about-face at just the right moment and THWUMPED her glutes into the pit of Lily's stomach with a huge Hip Check!
HIP CHECK:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=0fxSipIgNDk
The force of it skooshed Burlingame's own buns up onto the middle turnbuckle in a seat she might've occupied for quite a bit longer if LaRue hadn't taken hold of her ankles and taken a giant step back to drop the marooned meteor flat on the canvas-sheathed plywood. Indulging in a little hip shimmy aimed in Treymane's direction, Kendra slapped a 'kiss my ass!' sort of swat against one cheek, then rushed the buckles and hopped onto the second rope in a single bound. Grabbing onto the top rope for leverage, she bounced in place once, twice, three times before leaping off and plummeting down, the Siren putting every bit of her nearly hundred and forty-pounds into the Banzai Drop that THAWHAMMED against Lily's defenseless chest!
BANZAI DROP:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=GJTS48UlioU
Certain they'd just put an end to the reign of these intergalactic idiots, Kendra didn't bother to hook either of Lily's flopping legs, rather she casually fluffed her hair while Al dove into position to count off...
ONE...
TWO...
THRENOOOOOOOO!
Burlingame didn't actually kick out, she simply reached forward and grabbed hold of the bottom rope to break the pin with half a second to spare!
“Twerp skank!” LaKeisha snarled her outrage in the midst of stamping out the champ's outstretched hand! “You wanna keep fighting? We'll keep beating your ass!”
A good plan, albeit one Carpenter wouldn't sign off on without the appropriate tags and Kendra wasn't quite ready to return to the apron yet so she buried a hand in Burlingame's hair and scraped her off the mat for a short walk to the middle of the ring. Reeling the Lightweight into a Standing Headscissors that pointed her tush at Cosmic Noir's side of town, Kendra gave Lily's pert behind a few hard swats, then hooked her fingers into the leg-holes of opposing briefs. “Gonna split her in half, loser! Right up the middle if you don't throw in the towel right fucking now!”
Treymane snorted derisively in spite of their unfortunate position. “You think a wedgie scares either of us, Daisy? You'll have to do a whole lot better than--”
LaRue carried out her threat with a vengeance, the curvaceous challenger decreasing the glute coverage of Lily's briefs from a respectable two thirds to barely one tenth in the span between heartbeats! Lily wailed and tried to twist loose, but Kendra relinquished the wedgie to pound a Double Axehandle into the small of her back before cinching on a Waistlock. Eyes boring through Treymane, LaRue dipped her knees and briskly muscled Burlingame up onto her shoulders into the stall position for a Powerbomb. Smashing Lily down would've been nasty enough, so of course the Siren shifted her hands to those recently-bared buns and pushed up while simultaneously dropping backward to THAWHAM the Star Strider down flat on her face, chest and belly via a ring-shaking Alley Oop!
ALLEY OOP:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZtDE04V9Fgo
Lily bounced on impact but didn't flop over, meaning Kendra would've had to shoot a Half Nelson if she'd wanted to go for a cover. That was apparently too much effort for the Angeleno at the moment because rather than pin she grabbed hold of Burlingame's ankles and draaaaaaaaaaaaagged her back out to the center, whereupon reaching she tromped around to the champ's noggin and pulled her up into another Standing Headscissors.
“Still just standing there, Miz. Gangsta?” LaRue was all smiles as she hunkered forward and cupped her hands across the back of Burlingame's thighs, a grip that also allowed her to trap the smaller wrestler's biceps between Kendra's forearms and the heiress' own flanks! With her hapless package trussed and ready to go, LaRue blew a kiss to the fuming blonde and asked, “Think you can get in here before I spike her through the--”
Veronica dipped her torso through the ropes in an effort to answer LaRue's challenge but that was as far as she got before LaKeisha, who'd discreetly left the Booty Shock corner moments prior, grabbed onto 'Ronnie's ankles and yanked her from the apron to the floor! In a stroke of good fortune the Dangerous Dame managed to brace her hands against the hard edge so she didn't crunch her jaw on impact. Against the apron at least, LK snatched a shoulder soon as she landed and whipped her around into a HaymakNO! Treymane sent the blow skidding off one forearm, then CRACKED her across the cheek with an open-handed Palm Strike that was little more than a particularly stiff Bitch Slap!
“C'mon Daisy.” Veronica growled at the Booty Queen. “You want to throw hands? Let's see how you do when I'm throwing 'em back.”
Bates rolled her shoulders and squared up. “Not gonna make a damned bit of difference, bitch.”
Then they were at one another, the pair of former World Champions swinging for the fences much to the delight of the assembled FAWNatics.
A few seconds prior, right about the time 'Ronnie was yanked from her perch, Lily Burlingame yanked her arms free of Kendra's trap and began to pound away on her thighs! None too pleased by this partial escape, LaRue put her hands against the small of Lily's back and hopped in place to THUMP the medicine ball of her backside into the nape of the smaller brunette's neck! Lily groaned and crumpled to one knee, her escape hatch slammed shut before she had a chance to even try it. “I'm through fucking around with you.” Kendra broke the Headscissors so she could stand Burlingame up straight. “It's time you finally obeyed the Siren's Song, shrimp.”
No answer from the Maroon Meteor, so LaRue doubled over and forced her head between Lily's thighs while also cupping the pits of her knees in both hands. Boos from the crowd as Kendra straightened up to drape Burlingame down her back, the powerhouse working quickly to shift her grip from outside to inside so that Lily's lower legs were tucked beneath her armpits. This arrangement should've ended with Burlingame's mug framed beneath the Siren's thighs, so it was quite the unpleasant surprise when she snatched a double handful of the challenger's already cheeky briefs and turned them into the scantest of butt floss with a retaliatory wedgie!
“OOOOOHHHHHHH BITCH!” Kendra swayed from side to side and stamped in place, trying to force Burlingame into position to land her finish. “LEGGO OF MY TRUNKS OR I'LL TURN YOU INTO A FUCKING GREASE SP--”
Lily did as ordered, though only to brace her palms against the Destroyer's lower back. Pushing up as far as she could, the Star Strider promptly let loose and slipped / swung between Kendra's parted legs at top speed. Catching hold of the other brunette's thighs at just the right moment, Burlingame torqued her hips and ripped LaRue loose of her moorings, the startled battler flipped off her feet to THWHAM down hard on the back of her head and shoulders! Planted flat by the Yoshi Tonic, Kendra squirmed frantically as Burlingame wrapped both arms around one thigh to keep her down through...
YOSHI TONIC:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=WEGoly7lZIw
ONE...
TWO...
THRNOOOO!
Lily felt the power gathering in LaRue's hips so she broke her grip and pushed offa the Siren's strong buns half a heartbeat before Kendra would've sent her flying clear of the pin. As it was she was much more in control of the ejection and able to tumble backward across the ring where she popped to her feet in the blink of an eye. LaRue rolled in the opposite direction, though she didn't get nearly as far before coming up against the ropes. Sensing a moment of reprieve, the challenger draped an arm over the middle strand and pointed an imperious finger at the Star Strider. “Stay the hell away, pipsqueak.” she demanded. “I'm in the ropeSSSNNNNGGHHH!” Burlingame did the exact opposite by sprinting across the squared circle and THWHONKING her right knee between Kendra's eyes!
PANIC ATTACK:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=U0iUyGLrWcI
LaRue's head snapped back, then whiplashed forward, the sturdy brunette slopping from a seat to all fours, which allowed Lily to help herself a double handful of hair. “C'mere! C'mere big girl, let's settle this right now!” Kendra grunted something that sounded like 'kiss my ass', not that the heiress paid it much mind as she'd already forced the bigger brunette's noggin between her thighs in a Standing Headscissors. A quick Waistlock got LaRue to her feet (at least as much as possible in her current circumstances), but Burlingame abandoned it in favor of snagging a greedy double handful of Kendra's briefs.
“LEGGO!” LaRue demanded as she felt Burlingame's nails scrape her buns. “I MEAN IT YOU NASTY LITTLE RUNOOOOWWWWWW NNNNGGGHHH!”
Lily dipped her knees and yaaaaaaaaaanked up in a vengeful wedgie strong enough to flip the challenger ass over teakettle! Just like that she dropped to a seat and THWHUNKED Kendra's skull into the deck with a snappy Piledriver!
SNAP PILEDRIVER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=jqM2y2RDgak
That resounding impact drew the attention of LaKeisha Bates, who'd just caught the wrist of Veronica Treymane after rocking her jaw with a huge Haymaker. Shocked and dismayed to see her partner lolling over onto her back, Bates jerked the Dangerous Dame forward and spiked a Kneelift into her belly, then wedged a shoulder into her sternum and rocked her back on her heels. “Sorry flat-ass, I got business elsewhere!” With that she took a giant step back, dropped a hip and slung Treymane toward the steel stepNO! 'Ronnie set her heels and reversed the momentum of the Whip, forcing a wide-eyed LK to careen at the steps she'd marked out for the blonde! Jaw clenched for the inevitable impact, the Texan spun 'round and went booty-first into the steel with an echoing BAH-WHAAAM!
“Oh, I think you've got it locked down out here, Daisy.” Veronica taunted as Bates bounced away and landed awkwardly on her shoulder and hip. “I'll check on Kendra for ya.”
The words were still reaching LaKeisha's ears when the Magnificent Moll hopped onto the apron and made a beeline for the Cosmic Noir corner. “Hey Lily, need a hand?”
Spun to one knee in the aftermath of the Piledriver, Burlingame looked to her partner and offered a thumbs up. “I do! Both of them, actually!”
The path to a tag was clear, but Lily didn't dawdle, indeed she rushed the corner like the whole of Booty Shock was hot on her heels. “Cosmic Doom, then the Warhead?” Treymane asked as the Maroon Meteor closed in.
“Perfect.” she answered. “Pay attention, Al! We got a double tag here!”
Sure enough they CLAPPED hands once, then twice, meaning Lily was still the legal woman even though 'Ronnie hopped the ropes and joined her in rushing over to the woozy Siren. Knowing exactly how to maximize their time, the champs combined forces to scrape Kendra off the mat though it was only Veronica who clamped down on the brunette's throat with one hand. As for Lily, she circled around behind and took a couple steps back once the big blonde had grabbed hold of the challenger's already distended waistband. When the time came Treymane didn't ask if Burlingame was ready, she simply gathered her strength and muscled Kendra high into the air! LaRue hung at the apex for a moment and that's when Lily exploded into motion, the former Lightweight Champion taking to the skies to grab onto Kendra's shoulders while simultaneously wedging her knees between the Siren's shoulders. Her weight combined with Treymane's thunderous downward toss ensured a most vile landing for LaRue as she was THWHAMMED down on those posted joints as victim of the combination Choke Slam and Lungblower known as Cosmic Doom!
COSMIC DOOM:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=PyNjHB4U2N0
The Gorgeous Gangster wheeled away as soon as Lily sidled out from under the starfished challenger, 'Ronnie keeping a wary eye on the outside of the ring to ensure LaKeisha remained a non-factor.
Thus guarded by her very own Pinstripe Skynet, Lily rushed to a neutral corner, grabbed the top rope in both hands and sprang to the top floor in a single effortless movement. Turned to face the squared circle by the time she touched down, the Girl That Gravity Forgot rose to her full height and hoisted a thumbs up to the rafters. Yet the Star Gazers knew this was no mere salutation, it was a detonator, one that called forth an earth-shattering KA-BOOM! when she pressed it a moment later. Lily took to the skies propelled on the force of this throat-born explosion, the former Lightweight Champion twisting through the love child of a corkscrew and an inside-out front flip, a dazzling bit of acrobatics that brought her THAWHAMMING down atop Kendra's heaving chest!
CHERRY WARHEARD @ 00:17
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dh-M6_vdqes
LaRue's legs popped up as the air was crushed from her lungs and Lily did hook the near one, though rather than maintain the Crossbody she pushed up and slung a leg over the Destroyer's fluttering chest and sat down with every bit of her hundred and ten pounds atop Kendra's nose!
“SHOW-OFF BITCH!” LaKeisha dove under the bottom rope like a woman on a mission, that she very well may have completed if Veronica hadn't crashed down across her back in a less elevated, though no less effective Splash! Scrambling into a back mount as soon as she made contact with the Booty Queen, the Dangerous Dame slipped an arm around LK's neck, then Scissored her legs around the challenger's waist and rolled onto her back to ensure Bates was thoroughly trussed up when Al Carpenter dove in to count the...
ONE...
TWO...
THREE!
Lily bit her bottom lip and nodded in triumph, the victrix raising a brawny little bicep to give it a congratulatory smooch as the Announcer confirmed, “Ladies and gentlemen, your winners via pin-fall and still the FAWN Tag Team Champions... COSMIC NOIR!”
“Hear that Daisy?” Veronica was still pouring it on with the Rear Naked Choke because LaKeisha was still fighting like a snake with a broken back. “And. Still. You couldn't get it done. Didn't get the worst of it though, poor Kendra's nose-deep in Burlingame butt.”
“Fucking bitch.” LK hissed. “Fucking cheap, dirty bitch! I'll fucking wreck you both! Break your noses off in my MMMMRRRPPPPPHHHHHH!”
Treymane clamped her free hand over LaKeisha's mouth, then pinched her nostrils shut with thumb and forefinger. “Not tonight, Daisy.” Veronica cooed. “Tonight you sleep with the losers!”
Bates keened in muffled outrage, alas this only sped her oxygen deprivation and it wasn't long before she'd gone limp in the Dangerous Dame's clutches. Treymane kept her hooks in for a little while longer, just to make sure the Texan was well and truly out of it. Once satisfied, she let go, nudged LaKeisha onto her belly and rose to one knee beside her. Al was there to offer her one of the straps and 'Ronnie took it, but rather than rise, she draped it over one shoulder. Dark eyes gleaming, she smirked, “Don't forget about me, Daisy.”
To ensure she wouldn't, the Pinstripe Powerhouse reached out and made a few deft adjustments to LK's distended briefs, carefully pulling them snug across those defenseless buns before she flattened her hands into paddles and pattered out a little riff!
Mouthing an appreciative 'thanks' to the cheering FAWNatics, Veronica stood up and sauntered over to Lily, who'd just finished teaching Kendra LaRue the difference between Burlingame Quality and Bulk Quantity.
“Another pair of loud mouths silenced!” the Crimson Comet beamed as they clinked their belts together.
“I don't know, sounded like Kendra was trying to say a lot there at the end.” Treymane noted.
“Nothing important, just a lot of threats, followed by pleading. You know the old saying, the bigger they are, the louder they bawl!”
“No bawling now, just a lot of silence. It's quite pleasant.”
“Agreed. Wanna leave them something to remember us by before we leave?”
“Making her face disappear wasn't enough?”
“Boots on boobs, baby. Let 'em know they lost!”
Veronica couldn't argue with that, but she didn't want to roll LaKeisha onto her back so she planted a sole across those defeated glutes while Lily set her flag atop Kendra's conquered chest.
Gold raised high, Cosmic Noir said nothing, but the message was still loud and clear. You couldn't just challenge them and hope for the best. You had to shoot for the stars... and hope the stars didn't shoot back.