Post by hawkeye on Jan 9, 2023 1:11:28 GMT
With the FAWN crowd still buzzing, the blaring clatter of police sirens begins and is quickly joined and overwhelmed by an industrial dirge.
As Natalia Kills’ “Problem” pumps over the speakers (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5ZrZI6OmezE ), the corporate progeny of FAWN’s long-time commissioner strides onto the stage.
The Baby Boss stands alone, no longer a protégé of one of the organization’s most infamous, Chrissy Daniel. And no longer a bestie of FAWN’s World Champion, Kat Braddock casting her former Quakemate aside.
AVERY CHRISTIAN
Even with her bad company no longer shoulder to shoulder, the crowd buries the busty brunette in a torrent of jeers. Avery returns the enmity with an eye roll and return insults between scowls.
Lacking her mother’s height and, frankly, singles’ success, the commissioner’s only child possesses Mom’s long, raven hair and curvaceous frame, the latter amplified by being compressed to five foot three inches, making each curve more pronounced.
A quick glance at Avery is enough to convince the crowd she’s built to make exquisite use of the front sleeper and her togs seems designed with that proficiency VERY much in mind.
Christian wears a white one piece with a neckline that doesn’t so much plunge as dive, stopping maybe an inch above Avery’s navel. Black straps rise over her shoulder and crisscross her back, with black trim surrounding the leg holes at the bottom of the garment. Her pads, wrist tape and boots are gold.
The fans disdain for Bethany’s daughter is untampered as she eases down the ramp and aisle, but Avery seems to care little.
As Christian approaches the squared circle, the sassy swish of Avery’s hips alert the crowd the Baby Boss is very much a “dual threat”, her hindquarters looking every bit the menace her cleavage presents.
Ascending the steps, Avery stops for the referee to prop open the ropes. He sits on the middle, pushing up the top and Christian steps through, warning the man he should not have made her wait even for the single second she is delayed.
Moving to the ropes nearest the hard cam, Avery places one foot on the bottom strand, Christian the Younger rising and leaning over the top cable, giving the home audience a generous look at her bounty.
The Baby Boss mimes breaking her foe in two like a twig, Avery sneering before dropping back to the canvas and moving to center stage.
The ring announcer interrupts the festivities as Christian’s accompaniment lowers in volume.
“Tonight’s next match is scheduled for one fall with a time limit of 20 minutes. Hailing from Santa Monica California via Kyoto, Japan, she stands five feet three inches tall and weighs in at one hundred and twenty-five pounds… ladies and gentlemen, she is the heir to greatness…she is… AVERY CHRISTIAN!”
The throng lets loose with another exhibition of animosity Avery ignores. Instead, the Baby Boss loudly demands tonight’s adversary come and take her beating.
As the Baby Boss settles into her corner, thumping, high-energy beats begin coming through the arena, the FAWNatics pumping their arms and moving their bodies.
CALL ON ME- ERIC PRYDZ
youtu.be/f3hbKFaoAeE
Adrenaline courses through the crowd’s veins and peaks when the long-absent Gym General enters the arena!
MABEL POWERS
Mabel Powers skips down the ramp, slapping the FAWNatics' hands as she passes.
"And introducing her opponent, from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, she stands five feet and seven inches and weighs in at one hundred and forty pounds, Mabel Powers!"
For tonight, the busty brunette is clad in black booty shorts that barely cover the curve of her glutes, low-cut blue sports bra with short wrestling boots. Her hair is tied up in a ponytail with a band around her head.
Since the last humiliating loss to Starfire, the Gym General has been working on her wrestling skills in a bid to redeem herself.
Mabel hypes the crowd with fist pumps in the air before jumping onto the apron and stepping through the ropes. Powers struts to the center of the ring and runs her hands down her statuesque frame before transitioning into a double bicep flex that earns her a raucous cheer from the crowd.
Mabel points to her opponent and asks, "You ready? Today's exercise is gonna be intense!"
Powers smiles before returning to her corner.
Avery smirks, shaking her head.
“I’m ready, meathead.”
Which is a good thing, as the bell rings presently and Powers is not shy about engaging the commissioner’s only child immediately.
Christian shifts her upper torso between the ropes, demanding the ref keep the returning Gym General back.
The man steps between and asks for Mabel to let Christian back in the ring. She throws her palms up and backs off a few steps.
“Fine. Let the baby have her bottle.”
The short, curvy progeny of FAWN’s boss slips fully inside and circles away from the ropes. Both grapplers orbit closer until each reaches for a collar-and-elbow tie-up. Just short of the connection, Christian detours, ducking under Mabel’s grasp and slipping behind, wrapping her arms around the bigger woman’s waist.
Avery tries to lift Powers off the canvas and dump her to the mat, but Mabel hunkers down in a crouch and remains upright despite the former California Quake’s best efforts.
The General swings elbows behind her, trying to connect with Avery’s jawline but the vertically-challenged Christian easily ducks beneath. With Mabel slightly off-balance from the effort, Avery takes advantage, shifting into a ¾ facelock and flipping Mabel to the canvas with a snap mare.
With Powers seated in front of her, Avery sends a soccer kick to the base of her foe’s spine with a meaty THWUMP of boot to backbone. Powers arches in pain, her bountiful chest thrust forward. The Baby Boss races by a shoulder, hits the ropes in front of Mabel, and rebounds to a low-rise dropkick, Christian’s boot soles momentarily flattening the cleavage of the Gym General.
The impact sends Powers flat to the canvas, but Avery passes on a pin, instead scooting to one knee next to her fellow brunette, pulling Powers to a seated position, and applying a neck vise to the bigger grappler to work her over.
Avery’s cravat is expertly placed but Mabel powers to her feet through the effort, drawing a look of worry from the fireplug brunette. Christian gives up her grip in exchange for a front bearhug, her arms encircling the Gym General’s midriff, squeezing the air from Powers.
But Mabel again shows her strength, returning Avery’s embrace with one of her own and, using her superior muscle, lifts the boots of the wide-eyed Avery off the canvas before sending Christian flying overhead with a belly-t0-belly suplex. She PLANTS the spine of the Baby Boss HARD against the thinly-sheathed boards, Powers landing atop her adversary.
Belly-to-belly Suplex ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=3gFPGQUeMCo&t=6s ) :17
Mabel remains spread across the form of the breathless Baby Boss for the…
ONE…
TWO…
Christian kicks out from under, shoving a shoulder off the canvas to avoid an early exit.
Shoving Avery to her back, the Gym General mounts her opponent in a forward-facing, crouching straddle. She pulls back Christian’s left arm, posting it over a knee, then does likewise with the right. Mabel laces her fingers, cupping them under the former Cali Quake’s chin and PULLLLS back. Avery’s upper half is lifted off the canvas, abundant chest thrust forward as her spine is curled into a shape never intended.
With Powers’ Camel Clutch secured, the brunette wrenches further, drawing muffled mewls of pain from the Baby Boss. The ref slips in front of Christian and asks if she wants to surrender. A grunt in the negative is the only reply.
Mabel leans back further still, as if she’s trying to haul in the big one on a fishing trip. Soon, Avery’s dark and welled eyes are pointed to the rafters.
“What do you say now?” the Gym General grunts. “Different opinion?”
But even with the level of pain rising, Avery won’t give in. Determining another avenue must be travelled to finish off Bethany’s baby girl, Mabel halves her cup, sinking her right set of digits into Avery’s raven tresses and THUMPS her foe’s forehead into the canvas.
Powers passes on another pin attempt, grabbing Christian by a wrist and shoulder and pulling Avery to her feet as she rises. She points the Baby Boss at the far buckles and whips the smaller woman on her way; the short, curvy Christian sprinting into a back-first collision with the buckles.
Instantly behind is the speeding Gym General, leaping into a full body splash that takes the starch out of the blasted Avery. Powers leans in tight to give Christian a taste of a potential future Booby Trap then tugs Avery out, leading her limp frame to the middle of the ring.
Mabel dips and scoops Avery off the canvas, securing Christian horizontally across her chest. She walks in a short loop around center stage, showing off her power and the squirming Baby Boss. Completing the circuit, she concludes the show by heaving Avery overhead in an impressive Fallaway Slam that sends Avery CRASHING to the canvas, ending face up, reaching for the base of her spine, eyelids pinched in pain.
Fallaway Slam ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z6-smmLerGo ) :06
The Gym General kips back up to her feet, gathering a standing ovation from the crowd as she takes a spin.
"You lack conditioning, Avery!" Mabel taunts as she walks towards the writhing Christian.
Sensing her footsteps, Avery rolls out of the ring, pacing along the ringside to catch a breather.
Jeers pour from the crowd, drowning out the ref's count as Avery walks towards the ramp, looking to forfeit the match. But The Fit Queen disallows it, rolling out of the ring to chase after Avery.
"Come on, more cardio!" Mabel yells as if to motivate Avery as she traps her in a headlock and drags her back towards the ring.
Powers gives Avery a few clubbing blows over her back for good measure before shoving her under the ropes. Just as Mabel slides under, Avery capitalizes on the narrow window of opportunity and hits Mabel with a leg drop across her neck!
"Ugh!" Mabel groans as she flattens to the canvas.
"Let me show you how conditioned I am, bitch!" Christian growls as she drags Powers to her feet and the center of the ring. She tucks Powers' head under her arm while the other arm cradles the back of Powers’ thigh before lifting and slamming her into the canvas with a Fisherman Suplex
Fisherman Suplex (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1_iYBNDMJIg&ab_channel=LivSpiteful)
The Baby Boss keeps Mabel's body folded for the...
ONE!
TWO!
NOOO!!!
The Fit Queen pops out of the pin at the two-count, trying to get back to her feet as soon as possible, but Avery makes it up a tad faster. The Baby Boss quickly secures Mabel in a headlock and SQUEEZES hard before she reaches full vertical. Mabel grits her teeth and tries to power herself back to her feet, but Avery uses her weight and frame to her advantage, dipping her hips into the ground to keep Powers low.
Mabel goes for a second attempt to break free. As she manages to plant one foot firmly into the ground, Avery whips out her talons and rakes Powers across the eyes!
"ARGHH!!!" Mabel pops right out of the hold, rubbing her eyes in pain as she blindly walks around in circles before walking straight into Christian's arms.
The curvy Christian sticks her head between Power's thighs and lifts her off the ground with most of Mabel's front resting across Christian's back. The Baby Boss spins around the center of the ring to showcase her dominance before forcefully slamming Powers into the canvas!
Alabama Slam (https://youtu.be/wTWkUcUo8iw)
Mabel flattens out like a starfish and Avery spreads herself across Mabel's body, hooking her leg for the...
ONE!
TWO!
THRENOOO!!!
The Baby Boss slaps the canvas in frustration, insisting to the ref it was a three count. Despite throwing a tantrum, Christian is unable to convince the ref otherwise.
Avery turns her attention back to the stirring Mabel and peels her off the canvas, shoving The Fit Queen into the corner before whipping her across the ring.
A heavy THUD emerges as Mabel lands back against the corner. From afar, Avery charges across the ring and leaps into the air, seeking to crush Powers between the post and herself.
"UGHHH!!!" Christian groans as her bosom flattens against the corner instead! Mabel slipping out of the wat at the last possible moment. She stands ready at the center of the ring, eager to turn the tide against Avery.
As the Baby Boss stumbles out of the corner, Mabel knocks her to the ground with a clothesline, echoing "ONE!"
Christian climbs back to her feet and gets knocked down with the second clothesline! "TWO!"
Christian gets back up in a stupor and eats a third clothesline! "THREE!"
"LAST REP!" Mabel screams as Avery struggles to her feet. The Gym General spins on the spot and sends Baby Boss flipping inside out with a powerful Discus Clothesline!
"FOUR!"
Discus Clothesline (https://youtu.be/724AAZ5cgBM)
A dazed Avery tries to push off her chest. Her arms give and she returns to the canvas with a breathy grunt.
Deciding her adversary needs some help, Powers dips and collects Christian by the head with both hands. She pulls Avery to her feet, slipping beside her. Sweeping her right leg in front of Christian’s left and grapevining the limb, Mabel deftly swings her torso across Avery’s back, slipping her head beneath the far arm of the Baby Boss.
The Gym General straightens her frame, finally linking her hands in an ‘S’ grip, and YANKS back on her Abdominal Stretch, testing the midriff and will of the shorter grappler.
Abdominal Stretch ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=XM73ryuPvCs )
As Powers grimaces in effort, trying to shred the abs of her foe, Avery yelps in pain, shaking her head when the official asks if she wants to surrender.
With the FAWNatics cheering Mabel on, chanting “Tap…TAP…TAP”, Avery sobs in anguish but again she refuses the ref’s offer to make the pain stop.
Frustrated and dismounting Christian, Mabel shifts her grip to a reverse front facelock, capturing the former Cali Quake in a dragon sleeper position. The bigger brunette raises her free hand, drawing support from the crowd, then lays out, SPIKING the back of Avery’s skull into the canvas with a reverse DDT.
Reverse DDT ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=flnxeJAXoLc )
The buxom, raven-haired Christian is left splayed in a starfish from the impact. Powers quickly rises to a seat next to her faltering foe and surveys for a moment before diving across her opponent in a cross-body pin, hooking a leg for good measure for the…
ONE…
TWO…
The commissioner’s daughter kicks the leg loose and throws a shoulder off the canvas, rolling to her side while Mabel takes a brief glance at the official, the man holding up two fingers to confirm the battle continues.
Pushing to her feet, the Gym General strides to the nearest set of buckles and climbs, turning when she reaches the top. She stares down at her target.
“We need to get you to the gym, pronto,” Powers advises. “Get that cardio up. But first, let’s finish this.”
Mabel launches from the heights, soaring then descending with elbow poised to deliver a devastating blow to the cleft of the Baby Boss’ bosom. But as she drops toward her bull’s eye, Avery shifts her frame out of the drop zone. Mabel CRASHES to canvas, coming up empty and JAMMING her joint into the unforgiving boards beneath.
Wincing in pain, Mabel’s problems go from bad to worse when Christian snatches the arm at the wrist and lays back, pulling the limb with her, hoping to hyperextend the shoulder and force the Gym General to surrender with a brutal arm bar.
Arm Bar ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=PBmYIcCUDso&list=PL6OeACn37T4bxGEPb_bWlivkkcspoiB-e ) 2:52
Powers squirms frantically, knowing the danger she’s in, and manages to roll toward her foe, stacking Christian on her shoulders for a quick…
ONE…
Suddenly, Avery starts to rise off the canvas, though not of her own accord. Having linked her hands, Mabel starts to rise to a vertical stance and, showing off her namesake strength, HAULS a wide-eyed, disbelieving Baby Boss up with her, ready to slam her adversary back to the canvas to break the bar that remains.
But Avery does it before the damaging return trip to the mat, sending a hand to Mabel’s face and raking a claw across her face. Breaking free and landing on her feet, Avery pulls the sightless Powers into a tight front facelock. She drops a limp arm of her foe across the back of her neck and puts Mabel through the spin cycle, RIPPING her rival to the deck with a Snap Swinging Neckbreaker.
Snap Swinging Neckbreaker ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=xYmhWpkJ8QQ )
With Mabel spreadeagled in front of her, it’s time for Bethany’s girl to go for the pin, racking up the…
ONE…
TWO…
Powers shoots a shoulder off the canvas, pushing Christian to her haunches where she stares at the man in stripes.
“If you don’t get your act together, Mom will be calling you after the match.”
The man shrugs and shows two fingers only, turning Avery’s attention back to the brunette, Mabel having pushed to all fours, shaking out cobwebs from her rough landing.
Christian moves to a standing, forward-facing straddle of the Gym General. She sinks her right set of fingers into Mabel’s scalp and yanks her foe’s head back, then drops her pear-shaped backside into the base of Powers’ spine, dropping the bigger woman to the canvas.
In a crouch over Mabel, Christian collects Powers’ right wrist with her left hand and draws it across the throat of her foe. She quickly follows suit with the opposite limb, capturing Mabel in a straightjacket choke, the Gym General’s own limbs used against her.
But Avery’s not satisfied in cutting off Mabel’s air supply. The Baby Boss rises out of her crouch, lifting her foe’s upper half off the canvas. Christian places a boot sole between Powers’ shoulderblades and Mabel is left to gaze at the canvas below her, head shaking in a silent plea against what’s to come.
Avery steps on the accelerator, ramming Mabel’s features into the deck upon releasing her grips, SLAMMING her opponent’s face into the thinly-sheathed plywood with her brutal take on a curbstomp.
Christian smirks as shuffles to the side of the Gym General and flips her over with the tip of her boot. For safe measure, Baby Boss hits the ropes and returns to the center of the ring, hopping into the air and delivering a splash across Mabel's body! Christian hooks both of Mabel's legs as they kip up from the splash, covering Powers for the....
Running Splash (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nFUtoRw9L6E)
ONE!
TWO!
THRENOO!!!
The Gym General kicks loose of the cover with half-a-second to spare, rolling to her side to prevent a follow up cover. Baby Boss doesn't seem bothered by the kick out, smiling as she tucks a strand of hair behind her ears.
"Who needs her mum now?" Avery snarls as she picks the woozy Mabel back to her feet and tucks her into the corner. Avery struts back to the center of the ring, making use of the distance between them to accelerate and throw herself onto Mabel. Mabel moves out of the way, but Avery was able to keep herself from crashing into turnbuckles with a foot on the middle rope.
The Gym General tries to take the offense but gets hit with a back elbow to her chin, sending her back to the center of the ring where Baby Boss drives her face first into the canvas with a running bulldog!
Running Bulldog (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RZhRWWj7tCo)
Avery slips her arms under Mabel in a Full Nelson and flips her over for the cover...
ONE!
TWO!
THRENOO!!!
Powers kicks out of the cover once more, shaking her head clear as she rolls to the side.
Avery looks visibly frustrated this time as she glances at the ref who holds up two fingers, much to Avery's disappointment. The Baby Boss grabs onto Mabel's ponytail and pulls her onto her knees. She shuffles behind the Gym General and locks in a Sleeper!
"Go to sleep!" Christian demands as she rocks Mabel right and left. Mabel refuses to submit. Keeping a firm grasp on Avery's arm, the Gym General loosens Avery's hold as she powers to her feet. In response, Christian hops onto her back and tries to wrestle the Gym General back to the ground. Mabel leans forward as much as possible to prevent falling backwards as she positions herself, back-to-turnbuckle, and slams the piggybacking Avery into it, forcing Christian to let go!
Mabel stumbles towards the center of the ring, wheezing for air, while Avery charges once more with a clothesline but misses! Mabel places her arm across Avery's clavicle and lifts her high in the air before slamming her back-first into the canvas!
FULLY LOADED (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ssv98cs6qkE&t=13s)
Electing not to cover, Mabel clambers to her feet, flexing her bicep to signal for the Gorgeous Bomb. The Gym General tucks the Baby Boss between her thighs and hauls Christian to a seat on her shoulders.
"LAST EXE..UGHH! UGHH! UGHH!!!"
Sensing impending doom, Christian balls her fist and gives Powers a few good jabs on her forehead, forcing Mabel to throw Christian back onto her feet. Avery hugs Mabel around the waist and throws her to the canvas.
Belly-to-Belly Suplex (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rv6bKUP0qoi ) :14
Christian rolls onto her back atop her foe, collecting a cover. The ref begins counting...
ONE…
TWO…
The General shoves off her vertically-challenged but curvy counterpart, Avery ending on her backside, pointed away from her athletic opponent. She stares into space, huffing in frustration for a second, but eventually undeterred.
Spinning to one knee, she collects Powers by the noggin and rips the stubborn grappler up as she rises, punishing Mabel with a set of forearms to the jaw that put Powers’ head on a wicked swivel. Mabel’s legs grow rubbery after the fourth and final.
Properly tenderized, the Baby Boss pulls her taller foe into a tight front facelock. Showing the condensed strength she has in her fireplug form, Christian launches the Gym General heavenward then holds, and holds, and holds, Mabel’s boot soles pointed to the rafters as the FAWNatics start to count, reaching a full ‘FIFTEEN’ before Avery completes her Vertical Suplex with a BANG.
Stalling Vertical Suplex ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=qONp6dwrwAc )
On her haunches next to the stunned Powers, Christian yanks Mabel to a seated position and wriggles into her lap. The raven-haired grappler wraps her lower limbs around Mabel’s ribs and squeezes her muscular thighs tight, drawing a grunt and gasp from the Gym General.
Avery cinches her arms around the back of her foe’s skull and draws Mabel’s wide-eyed features into the crease of her considerable cleavage, securing a fortified front sleeper.
Mabel flails as her attempts for an air supply are swallowed by Avery’s mountainous bosom, Christian’s weight on her upper legs anchoring Powers to the canvas despite her efforts to extricate herself.
Shaking and prying for naught, Mabel’s labors begin to slow perceptibly, her time without oxygen growing in opposite measure with her fight diminishing.
The crowd cheers but nervously, hoping Powers can find a way loose from the commissioner’s only child, but coming to grips with a breathless defeat for Powers.
Mabel finally rocks side to side, trying to upend the knockout loss and, with one last bodily heave to the left, the women tumble not just to their sides, but the Gym General turns the tables entirely.
Face still buried in flesh, her energy waning, Mabel flipped Avery’s commanding position to one where the Baby Boss has her back to the canvas. The official slaps the mat for…
ONE…
TWO…
…and Christian is forced to release both her scissors and sleeper grip to roll a shoulder up, Avery shoving her adversary away to climb to her knees, looking anxiously at the official. The man holds two fingers aloft.
A greasy-faced Mabel draws in deep breaths as she fidgets to hands and knees, then begins crawling away from an exasperated Avery. Christian slaps the canvas before turning her attention back to the retreating Gym General.
“Where the hell do you think you’re going?”
The risen Christian rises and strides to a standing, forward-facing straddle of her foe. Turning her digits to curled claws, she sinks each set into the trapezius of the General, Powers’ face twisting in pain from the pincers digging deep into her nerves and musculature.
Avery drops her ass into the base of Mabel’s spine, but the Gym General supports the booty thrust, Powers appearing Christian’s prize filly, out for a ride.
The Baby Boss pulls one of her claws loose to spank the backside of her exquisite equine.
“Giddy-up, bytch.”
Chest heaving from oxygen deprivation and now humiliation, Mabel rears up, trying to throw her rider off, but Avery digs her ‘spurs’ into Powers’ sides and holds on. Christian’s remaining claw unfurls and moves to Mabel’s ponytail to help keep Avery on her mount.
Anger apparently feeding her adrenaline supply, Mabel gets one knee off the deck. Avery adds a body scissors to stabilize herself against the effort to reach vertical. She pounds a couple heavy-handed blows against her foe’s temple to keep her pony grounded, but Mabel powers through. With both boot soles on the canvas, she ascends, a disbelieving Avery shaking her head, wondering from where this fight can be coming.
Reaching over a shoulder, the Gym General latches onto a ¾ facelock and snap mares Christian off her back, Avery crashing to a seated position in front of the freed but spent Powers.
Mabel drops to a knee behind her foe, digging the raised kneecap between her adversary’s shoulderblades as she cups laced fingers under Avery’s chin.
Yanking back on her grip, she thrusts Christian’s bosom forward while bending the dark-haired grappler’s spine in a manner for which it was never designed.
“Big mistake,” Mabel huffs between breaths.
She unlatches one of her cupping hands to form into a fist and lays a beating on Avery’s breasts with over-the-shoulder blasts, quickly adding up to a heart-pounding ten-spot.
The Gym General next fashions her right elbow to a point, lifts the arm, and THUMPS the bony tip into the crown of Christian’s cranium, the dark eyes of the Baby Boss momentarily crossing from the force of the contact.
Mabel shoves the dazed Christian to her back and hustles to the nearest corner. Quickly, she climbs to the top and turns to face her target. Again, she weaponizes her right arm, bending it as she leaps high off her perch, this time successfully delivering her signature top rope elbow drop to the cleft of Avery’s cleavage.
The Baby Boss shudders then falls still from the terrific force of the blow, eyes half-lidded.
Mabel scoops both of her foe’s stems behind the knees and rolls Christian into a tight cradle, Avery’s knees pressed to her chest, shoulders to the canvas, ass pointed to the sky for the…
ONE…
TWO…
THRNOOO!
Christian kicks free enough to swing a shoulder off the deck and tumble to her side, Powers ending on hands and knees next to her.
Confirming with the ref his number of slaps, the match continues, Mabel returning her focus to the Baby Boss.
“Just as well, you deserve so much more.”
The Gym General sinks her nails into Christian’s raven tresses and pulls the curvy combatant to her feet as she ascends, then nearly unhinging her foe’s head from neck with a whiplash result from a European Uppercut.
“Ready?”
A wobbling, head-bobbling Avery can only groan incoherently.
“I’ll take that as a yes.”
Mabel pulls Christian close and hits her with yet-another European Uppercut, this time, sending her into the corner. Avery groans, hardly keeping herself up with her jellied legs.
"Next up! Glutes!"
Mabel marches to the middle of the ring, zeroing in on her opponent before charging in with a hip attack to Avery's body! Baby Boss slumps to a seat as her legs give in, but Mabel isn't finished yet. The Fit Queen marches back to the center of the ring, pointing her ass towards her vertically-challenged opponent and gives it a few juicy slaps. "Ready for more?"
Avery is unable to field a response, but Mabel isn't looking for one. Mabel charges at full speed and sends Avery's head whiplashing out of the ring with another Hip Attack to the face! Her woozy features are in full view for the audience at home as the camera moves around the corner, making the power of Mabel's hip attack known to the world.
Asstatics (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F2rvcJnN_0g&t=13s)
"Alright! Last rep! Let's do this!" Mabel hypes the crowd up as she pulls Baby Boss out of the corner and tucks her foe’s head between her clammy thighs before Avery is even upright.
Mabel flexes both arms and kisses her biceps before hauling Avery onto her shoulders. Mabel wobbles unsteadily but manages to find her balance before tucking her thumbs into the leg holes of Avery togs and elevating her further into the air.
"Come on! Finish strong!" Mabel gives herself some encouragement before slamming Avery into the canvas with a Gorgeous Bomb!
Gorgeous Bomb (2:47; youtu.be/Ti84-CfO4Xg?t=166)
Avery's ample bosom jiggles violently on impact. The Gym General drags what’s left of the Baby Boss closer, folding Christian for the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
"And the winner of this match, via pinfall! MABEL POWERS!"
A resounding victory for The Gym General!
Mabel spins to one knee, smiling from ear-to-ear as the ref raises her arm.
Powers pushes up to her feet and parades around the ring to celebrate her win and comeback since Mania. Mabel would certainly become a championship contender if she carries forward with this momentum!
As Natalia Kills’ “Problem” pumps over the speakers (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5ZrZI6OmezE ), the corporate progeny of FAWN’s long-time commissioner strides onto the stage.
The Baby Boss stands alone, no longer a protégé of one of the organization’s most infamous, Chrissy Daniel. And no longer a bestie of FAWN’s World Champion, Kat Braddock casting her former Quakemate aside.
AVERY CHRISTIAN
Even with her bad company no longer shoulder to shoulder, the crowd buries the busty brunette in a torrent of jeers. Avery returns the enmity with an eye roll and return insults between scowls.
Lacking her mother’s height and, frankly, singles’ success, the commissioner’s only child possesses Mom’s long, raven hair and curvaceous frame, the latter amplified by being compressed to five foot three inches, making each curve more pronounced.
A quick glance at Avery is enough to convince the crowd she’s built to make exquisite use of the front sleeper and her togs seems designed with that proficiency VERY much in mind.
Christian wears a white one piece with a neckline that doesn’t so much plunge as dive, stopping maybe an inch above Avery’s navel. Black straps rise over her shoulder and crisscross her back, with black trim surrounding the leg holes at the bottom of the garment. Her pads, wrist tape and boots are gold.
The fans disdain for Bethany’s daughter is untampered as she eases down the ramp and aisle, but Avery seems to care little.
As Christian approaches the squared circle, the sassy swish of Avery’s hips alert the crowd the Baby Boss is very much a “dual threat”, her hindquarters looking every bit the menace her cleavage presents.
Ascending the steps, Avery stops for the referee to prop open the ropes. He sits on the middle, pushing up the top and Christian steps through, warning the man he should not have made her wait even for the single second she is delayed.
Moving to the ropes nearest the hard cam, Avery places one foot on the bottom strand, Christian the Younger rising and leaning over the top cable, giving the home audience a generous look at her bounty.
The Baby Boss mimes breaking her foe in two like a twig, Avery sneering before dropping back to the canvas and moving to center stage.
The ring announcer interrupts the festivities as Christian’s accompaniment lowers in volume.
“Tonight’s next match is scheduled for one fall with a time limit of 20 minutes. Hailing from Santa Monica California via Kyoto, Japan, she stands five feet three inches tall and weighs in at one hundred and twenty-five pounds… ladies and gentlemen, she is the heir to greatness…she is… AVERY CHRISTIAN!”
The throng lets loose with another exhibition of animosity Avery ignores. Instead, the Baby Boss loudly demands tonight’s adversary come and take her beating.
As the Baby Boss settles into her corner, thumping, high-energy beats begin coming through the arena, the FAWNatics pumping their arms and moving their bodies.
CALL ON ME- ERIC PRYDZ
youtu.be/f3hbKFaoAeE
Adrenaline courses through the crowd’s veins and peaks when the long-absent Gym General enters the arena!
MABEL POWERS
Mabel Powers skips down the ramp, slapping the FAWNatics' hands as she passes.
"And introducing her opponent, from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, she stands five feet and seven inches and weighs in at one hundred and forty pounds, Mabel Powers!"
For tonight, the busty brunette is clad in black booty shorts that barely cover the curve of her glutes, low-cut blue sports bra with short wrestling boots. Her hair is tied up in a ponytail with a band around her head.
Since the last humiliating loss to Starfire, the Gym General has been working on her wrestling skills in a bid to redeem herself.
Mabel hypes the crowd with fist pumps in the air before jumping onto the apron and stepping through the ropes. Powers struts to the center of the ring and runs her hands down her statuesque frame before transitioning into a double bicep flex that earns her a raucous cheer from the crowd.
Mabel points to her opponent and asks, "You ready? Today's exercise is gonna be intense!"
Powers smiles before returning to her corner.
Avery smirks, shaking her head.
“I’m ready, meathead.”
Which is a good thing, as the bell rings presently and Powers is not shy about engaging the commissioner’s only child immediately.
Christian shifts her upper torso between the ropes, demanding the ref keep the returning Gym General back.
The man steps between and asks for Mabel to let Christian back in the ring. She throws her palms up and backs off a few steps.
“Fine. Let the baby have her bottle.”
The short, curvy progeny of FAWN’s boss slips fully inside and circles away from the ropes. Both grapplers orbit closer until each reaches for a collar-and-elbow tie-up. Just short of the connection, Christian detours, ducking under Mabel’s grasp and slipping behind, wrapping her arms around the bigger woman’s waist.
Avery tries to lift Powers off the canvas and dump her to the mat, but Mabel hunkers down in a crouch and remains upright despite the former California Quake’s best efforts.
The General swings elbows behind her, trying to connect with Avery’s jawline but the vertically-challenged Christian easily ducks beneath. With Mabel slightly off-balance from the effort, Avery takes advantage, shifting into a ¾ facelock and flipping Mabel to the canvas with a snap mare.
With Powers seated in front of her, Avery sends a soccer kick to the base of her foe’s spine with a meaty THWUMP of boot to backbone. Powers arches in pain, her bountiful chest thrust forward. The Baby Boss races by a shoulder, hits the ropes in front of Mabel, and rebounds to a low-rise dropkick, Christian’s boot soles momentarily flattening the cleavage of the Gym General.
The impact sends Powers flat to the canvas, but Avery passes on a pin, instead scooting to one knee next to her fellow brunette, pulling Powers to a seated position, and applying a neck vise to the bigger grappler to work her over.
Avery’s cravat is expertly placed but Mabel powers to her feet through the effort, drawing a look of worry from the fireplug brunette. Christian gives up her grip in exchange for a front bearhug, her arms encircling the Gym General’s midriff, squeezing the air from Powers.
But Mabel again shows her strength, returning Avery’s embrace with one of her own and, using her superior muscle, lifts the boots of the wide-eyed Avery off the canvas before sending Christian flying overhead with a belly-t0-belly suplex. She PLANTS the spine of the Baby Boss HARD against the thinly-sheathed boards, Powers landing atop her adversary.
Belly-to-belly Suplex ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=3gFPGQUeMCo&t=6s ) :17
Mabel remains spread across the form of the breathless Baby Boss for the…
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TWO…
Christian kicks out from under, shoving a shoulder off the canvas to avoid an early exit.
Shoving Avery to her back, the Gym General mounts her opponent in a forward-facing, crouching straddle. She pulls back Christian’s left arm, posting it over a knee, then does likewise with the right. Mabel laces her fingers, cupping them under the former Cali Quake’s chin and PULLLLS back. Avery’s upper half is lifted off the canvas, abundant chest thrust forward as her spine is curled into a shape never intended.
With Powers’ Camel Clutch secured, the brunette wrenches further, drawing muffled mewls of pain from the Baby Boss. The ref slips in front of Christian and asks if she wants to surrender. A grunt in the negative is the only reply.
Mabel leans back further still, as if she’s trying to haul in the big one on a fishing trip. Soon, Avery’s dark and welled eyes are pointed to the rafters.
“What do you say now?” the Gym General grunts. “Different opinion?”
But even with the level of pain rising, Avery won’t give in. Determining another avenue must be travelled to finish off Bethany’s baby girl, Mabel halves her cup, sinking her right set of digits into Avery’s raven tresses and THUMPS her foe’s forehead into the canvas.
Powers passes on another pin attempt, grabbing Christian by a wrist and shoulder and pulling Avery to her feet as she rises. She points the Baby Boss at the far buckles and whips the smaller woman on her way; the short, curvy Christian sprinting into a back-first collision with the buckles.
Instantly behind is the speeding Gym General, leaping into a full body splash that takes the starch out of the blasted Avery. Powers leans in tight to give Christian a taste of a potential future Booby Trap then tugs Avery out, leading her limp frame to the middle of the ring.
Mabel dips and scoops Avery off the canvas, securing Christian horizontally across her chest. She walks in a short loop around center stage, showing off her power and the squirming Baby Boss. Completing the circuit, she concludes the show by heaving Avery overhead in an impressive Fallaway Slam that sends Avery CRASHING to the canvas, ending face up, reaching for the base of her spine, eyelids pinched in pain.
Fallaway Slam ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z6-smmLerGo ) :06
The Gym General kips back up to her feet, gathering a standing ovation from the crowd as she takes a spin.
"You lack conditioning, Avery!" Mabel taunts as she walks towards the writhing Christian.
Sensing her footsteps, Avery rolls out of the ring, pacing along the ringside to catch a breather.
Jeers pour from the crowd, drowning out the ref's count as Avery walks towards the ramp, looking to forfeit the match. But The Fit Queen disallows it, rolling out of the ring to chase after Avery.
"Come on, more cardio!" Mabel yells as if to motivate Avery as she traps her in a headlock and drags her back towards the ring.
Powers gives Avery a few clubbing blows over her back for good measure before shoving her under the ropes. Just as Mabel slides under, Avery capitalizes on the narrow window of opportunity and hits Mabel with a leg drop across her neck!
"Ugh!" Mabel groans as she flattens to the canvas.
"Let me show you how conditioned I am, bitch!" Christian growls as she drags Powers to her feet and the center of the ring. She tucks Powers' head under her arm while the other arm cradles the back of Powers’ thigh before lifting and slamming her into the canvas with a Fisherman Suplex
Fisherman Suplex (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1_iYBNDMJIg&ab_channel=LivSpiteful)
The Baby Boss keeps Mabel's body folded for the...
ONE!
TWO!
NOOO!!!
The Fit Queen pops out of the pin at the two-count, trying to get back to her feet as soon as possible, but Avery makes it up a tad faster. The Baby Boss quickly secures Mabel in a headlock and SQUEEZES hard before she reaches full vertical. Mabel grits her teeth and tries to power herself back to her feet, but Avery uses her weight and frame to her advantage, dipping her hips into the ground to keep Powers low.
Mabel goes for a second attempt to break free. As she manages to plant one foot firmly into the ground, Avery whips out her talons and rakes Powers across the eyes!
"ARGHH!!!" Mabel pops right out of the hold, rubbing her eyes in pain as she blindly walks around in circles before walking straight into Christian's arms.
The curvy Christian sticks her head between Power's thighs and lifts her off the ground with most of Mabel's front resting across Christian's back. The Baby Boss spins around the center of the ring to showcase her dominance before forcefully slamming Powers into the canvas!
Alabama Slam (https://youtu.be/wTWkUcUo8iw)
Mabel flattens out like a starfish and Avery spreads herself across Mabel's body, hooking her leg for the...
ONE!
TWO!
THRENOOO!!!
The Baby Boss slaps the canvas in frustration, insisting to the ref it was a three count. Despite throwing a tantrum, Christian is unable to convince the ref otherwise.
Avery turns her attention back to the stirring Mabel and peels her off the canvas, shoving The Fit Queen into the corner before whipping her across the ring.
A heavy THUD emerges as Mabel lands back against the corner. From afar, Avery charges across the ring and leaps into the air, seeking to crush Powers between the post and herself.
"UGHHH!!!" Christian groans as her bosom flattens against the corner instead! Mabel slipping out of the wat at the last possible moment. She stands ready at the center of the ring, eager to turn the tide against Avery.
As the Baby Boss stumbles out of the corner, Mabel knocks her to the ground with a clothesline, echoing "ONE!"
Christian climbs back to her feet and gets knocked down with the second clothesline! "TWO!"
Christian gets back up in a stupor and eats a third clothesline! "THREE!"
"LAST REP!" Mabel screams as Avery struggles to her feet. The Gym General spins on the spot and sends Baby Boss flipping inside out with a powerful Discus Clothesline!
"FOUR!"
Discus Clothesline (https://youtu.be/724AAZ5cgBM)
A dazed Avery tries to push off her chest. Her arms give and she returns to the canvas with a breathy grunt.
Deciding her adversary needs some help, Powers dips and collects Christian by the head with both hands. She pulls Avery to her feet, slipping beside her. Sweeping her right leg in front of Christian’s left and grapevining the limb, Mabel deftly swings her torso across Avery’s back, slipping her head beneath the far arm of the Baby Boss.
The Gym General straightens her frame, finally linking her hands in an ‘S’ grip, and YANKS back on her Abdominal Stretch, testing the midriff and will of the shorter grappler.
Abdominal Stretch ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=XM73ryuPvCs )
As Powers grimaces in effort, trying to shred the abs of her foe, Avery yelps in pain, shaking her head when the official asks if she wants to surrender.
With the FAWNatics cheering Mabel on, chanting “Tap…TAP…TAP”, Avery sobs in anguish but again she refuses the ref’s offer to make the pain stop.
Frustrated and dismounting Christian, Mabel shifts her grip to a reverse front facelock, capturing the former Cali Quake in a dragon sleeper position. The bigger brunette raises her free hand, drawing support from the crowd, then lays out, SPIKING the back of Avery’s skull into the canvas with a reverse DDT.
Reverse DDT ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=flnxeJAXoLc )
The buxom, raven-haired Christian is left splayed in a starfish from the impact. Powers quickly rises to a seat next to her faltering foe and surveys for a moment before diving across her opponent in a cross-body pin, hooking a leg for good measure for the…
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TWO…
The commissioner’s daughter kicks the leg loose and throws a shoulder off the canvas, rolling to her side while Mabel takes a brief glance at the official, the man holding up two fingers to confirm the battle continues.
Pushing to her feet, the Gym General strides to the nearest set of buckles and climbs, turning when she reaches the top. She stares down at her target.
“We need to get you to the gym, pronto,” Powers advises. “Get that cardio up. But first, let’s finish this.”
Mabel launches from the heights, soaring then descending with elbow poised to deliver a devastating blow to the cleft of the Baby Boss’ bosom. But as she drops toward her bull’s eye, Avery shifts her frame out of the drop zone. Mabel CRASHES to canvas, coming up empty and JAMMING her joint into the unforgiving boards beneath.
Wincing in pain, Mabel’s problems go from bad to worse when Christian snatches the arm at the wrist and lays back, pulling the limb with her, hoping to hyperextend the shoulder and force the Gym General to surrender with a brutal arm bar.
Arm Bar ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=PBmYIcCUDso&list=PL6OeACn37T4bxGEPb_bWlivkkcspoiB-e ) 2:52
Powers squirms frantically, knowing the danger she’s in, and manages to roll toward her foe, stacking Christian on her shoulders for a quick…
ONE…
Suddenly, Avery starts to rise off the canvas, though not of her own accord. Having linked her hands, Mabel starts to rise to a vertical stance and, showing off her namesake strength, HAULS a wide-eyed, disbelieving Baby Boss up with her, ready to slam her adversary back to the canvas to break the bar that remains.
But Avery does it before the damaging return trip to the mat, sending a hand to Mabel’s face and raking a claw across her face. Breaking free and landing on her feet, Avery pulls the sightless Powers into a tight front facelock. She drops a limp arm of her foe across the back of her neck and puts Mabel through the spin cycle, RIPPING her rival to the deck with a Snap Swinging Neckbreaker.
Snap Swinging Neckbreaker ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=xYmhWpkJ8QQ )
With Mabel spreadeagled in front of her, it’s time for Bethany’s girl to go for the pin, racking up the…
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TWO…
Powers shoots a shoulder off the canvas, pushing Christian to her haunches where she stares at the man in stripes.
“If you don’t get your act together, Mom will be calling you after the match.”
The man shrugs and shows two fingers only, turning Avery’s attention back to the brunette, Mabel having pushed to all fours, shaking out cobwebs from her rough landing.
Christian moves to a standing, forward-facing straddle of the Gym General. She sinks her right set of fingers into Mabel’s scalp and yanks her foe’s head back, then drops her pear-shaped backside into the base of Powers’ spine, dropping the bigger woman to the canvas.
In a crouch over Mabel, Christian collects Powers’ right wrist with her left hand and draws it across the throat of her foe. She quickly follows suit with the opposite limb, capturing Mabel in a straightjacket choke, the Gym General’s own limbs used against her.
But Avery’s not satisfied in cutting off Mabel’s air supply. The Baby Boss rises out of her crouch, lifting her foe’s upper half off the canvas. Christian places a boot sole between Powers’ shoulderblades and Mabel is left to gaze at the canvas below her, head shaking in a silent plea against what’s to come.
Avery steps on the accelerator, ramming Mabel’s features into the deck upon releasing her grips, SLAMMING her opponent’s face into the thinly-sheathed plywood with her brutal take on a curbstomp.
Christian smirks as shuffles to the side of the Gym General and flips her over with the tip of her boot. For safe measure, Baby Boss hits the ropes and returns to the center of the ring, hopping into the air and delivering a splash across Mabel's body! Christian hooks both of Mabel's legs as they kip up from the splash, covering Powers for the....
Running Splash (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nFUtoRw9L6E)
ONE!
TWO!
THRENOO!!!
The Gym General kicks loose of the cover with half-a-second to spare, rolling to her side to prevent a follow up cover. Baby Boss doesn't seem bothered by the kick out, smiling as she tucks a strand of hair behind her ears.
"Who needs her mum now?" Avery snarls as she picks the woozy Mabel back to her feet and tucks her into the corner. Avery struts back to the center of the ring, making use of the distance between them to accelerate and throw herself onto Mabel. Mabel moves out of the way, but Avery was able to keep herself from crashing into turnbuckles with a foot on the middle rope.
The Gym General tries to take the offense but gets hit with a back elbow to her chin, sending her back to the center of the ring where Baby Boss drives her face first into the canvas with a running bulldog!
Running Bulldog (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RZhRWWj7tCo)
Avery slips her arms under Mabel in a Full Nelson and flips her over for the cover...
ONE!
TWO!
THRENOO!!!
Powers kicks out of the cover once more, shaking her head clear as she rolls to the side.
Avery looks visibly frustrated this time as she glances at the ref who holds up two fingers, much to Avery's disappointment. The Baby Boss grabs onto Mabel's ponytail and pulls her onto her knees. She shuffles behind the Gym General and locks in a Sleeper!
"Go to sleep!" Christian demands as she rocks Mabel right and left. Mabel refuses to submit. Keeping a firm grasp on Avery's arm, the Gym General loosens Avery's hold as she powers to her feet. In response, Christian hops onto her back and tries to wrestle the Gym General back to the ground. Mabel leans forward as much as possible to prevent falling backwards as she positions herself, back-to-turnbuckle, and slams the piggybacking Avery into it, forcing Christian to let go!
Mabel stumbles towards the center of the ring, wheezing for air, while Avery charges once more with a clothesline but misses! Mabel places her arm across Avery's clavicle and lifts her high in the air before slamming her back-first into the canvas!
FULLY LOADED (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ssv98cs6qkE&t=13s)
Electing not to cover, Mabel clambers to her feet, flexing her bicep to signal for the Gorgeous Bomb. The Gym General tucks the Baby Boss between her thighs and hauls Christian to a seat on her shoulders.
"LAST EXE..UGHH! UGHH! UGHH!!!"
Sensing impending doom, Christian balls her fist and gives Powers a few good jabs on her forehead, forcing Mabel to throw Christian back onto her feet. Avery hugs Mabel around the waist and throws her to the canvas.
Belly-to-Belly Suplex (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rv6bKUP0qoi ) :14
Christian rolls onto her back atop her foe, collecting a cover. The ref begins counting...
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TWO…
The General shoves off her vertically-challenged but curvy counterpart, Avery ending on her backside, pointed away from her athletic opponent. She stares into space, huffing in frustration for a second, but eventually undeterred.
Spinning to one knee, she collects Powers by the noggin and rips the stubborn grappler up as she rises, punishing Mabel with a set of forearms to the jaw that put Powers’ head on a wicked swivel. Mabel’s legs grow rubbery after the fourth and final.
Properly tenderized, the Baby Boss pulls her taller foe into a tight front facelock. Showing the condensed strength she has in her fireplug form, Christian launches the Gym General heavenward then holds, and holds, and holds, Mabel’s boot soles pointed to the rafters as the FAWNatics start to count, reaching a full ‘FIFTEEN’ before Avery completes her Vertical Suplex with a BANG.
Stalling Vertical Suplex ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=qONp6dwrwAc )
On her haunches next to the stunned Powers, Christian yanks Mabel to a seated position and wriggles into her lap. The raven-haired grappler wraps her lower limbs around Mabel’s ribs and squeezes her muscular thighs tight, drawing a grunt and gasp from the Gym General.
Avery cinches her arms around the back of her foe’s skull and draws Mabel’s wide-eyed features into the crease of her considerable cleavage, securing a fortified front sleeper.
Mabel flails as her attempts for an air supply are swallowed by Avery’s mountainous bosom, Christian’s weight on her upper legs anchoring Powers to the canvas despite her efforts to extricate herself.
Shaking and prying for naught, Mabel’s labors begin to slow perceptibly, her time without oxygen growing in opposite measure with her fight diminishing.
The crowd cheers but nervously, hoping Powers can find a way loose from the commissioner’s only child, but coming to grips with a breathless defeat for Powers.
Mabel finally rocks side to side, trying to upend the knockout loss and, with one last bodily heave to the left, the women tumble not just to their sides, but the Gym General turns the tables entirely.
Face still buried in flesh, her energy waning, Mabel flipped Avery’s commanding position to one where the Baby Boss has her back to the canvas. The official slaps the mat for…
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TWO…
…and Christian is forced to release both her scissors and sleeper grip to roll a shoulder up, Avery shoving her adversary away to climb to her knees, looking anxiously at the official. The man holds two fingers aloft.
A greasy-faced Mabel draws in deep breaths as she fidgets to hands and knees, then begins crawling away from an exasperated Avery. Christian slaps the canvas before turning her attention back to the retreating Gym General.
“Where the hell do you think you’re going?”
The risen Christian rises and strides to a standing, forward-facing straddle of her foe. Turning her digits to curled claws, she sinks each set into the trapezius of the General, Powers’ face twisting in pain from the pincers digging deep into her nerves and musculature.
Avery drops her ass into the base of Mabel’s spine, but the Gym General supports the booty thrust, Powers appearing Christian’s prize filly, out for a ride.
The Baby Boss pulls one of her claws loose to spank the backside of her exquisite equine.
“Giddy-up, bytch.”
Chest heaving from oxygen deprivation and now humiliation, Mabel rears up, trying to throw her rider off, but Avery digs her ‘spurs’ into Powers’ sides and holds on. Christian’s remaining claw unfurls and moves to Mabel’s ponytail to help keep Avery on her mount.
Anger apparently feeding her adrenaline supply, Mabel gets one knee off the deck. Avery adds a body scissors to stabilize herself against the effort to reach vertical. She pounds a couple heavy-handed blows against her foe’s temple to keep her pony grounded, but Mabel powers through. With both boot soles on the canvas, she ascends, a disbelieving Avery shaking her head, wondering from where this fight can be coming.
Reaching over a shoulder, the Gym General latches onto a ¾ facelock and snap mares Christian off her back, Avery crashing to a seated position in front of the freed but spent Powers.
Mabel drops to a knee behind her foe, digging the raised kneecap between her adversary’s shoulderblades as she cups laced fingers under Avery’s chin.
Yanking back on her grip, she thrusts Christian’s bosom forward while bending the dark-haired grappler’s spine in a manner for which it was never designed.
“Big mistake,” Mabel huffs between breaths.
She unlatches one of her cupping hands to form into a fist and lays a beating on Avery’s breasts with over-the-shoulder blasts, quickly adding up to a heart-pounding ten-spot.
The Gym General next fashions her right elbow to a point, lifts the arm, and THUMPS the bony tip into the crown of Christian’s cranium, the dark eyes of the Baby Boss momentarily crossing from the force of the contact.
Mabel shoves the dazed Christian to her back and hustles to the nearest corner. Quickly, she climbs to the top and turns to face her target. Again, she weaponizes her right arm, bending it as she leaps high off her perch, this time successfully delivering her signature top rope elbow drop to the cleft of Avery’s cleavage.
The Baby Boss shudders then falls still from the terrific force of the blow, eyes half-lidded.
Mabel scoops both of her foe’s stems behind the knees and rolls Christian into a tight cradle, Avery’s knees pressed to her chest, shoulders to the canvas, ass pointed to the sky for the…
ONE…
TWO…
THRNOOO!
Christian kicks free enough to swing a shoulder off the deck and tumble to her side, Powers ending on hands and knees next to her.
Confirming with the ref his number of slaps, the match continues, Mabel returning her focus to the Baby Boss.
“Just as well, you deserve so much more.”
The Gym General sinks her nails into Christian’s raven tresses and pulls the curvy combatant to her feet as she ascends, then nearly unhinging her foe’s head from neck with a whiplash result from a European Uppercut.
“Ready?”
A wobbling, head-bobbling Avery can only groan incoherently.
“I’ll take that as a yes.”
Mabel pulls Christian close and hits her with yet-another European Uppercut, this time, sending her into the corner. Avery groans, hardly keeping herself up with her jellied legs.
"Next up! Glutes!"
Mabel marches to the middle of the ring, zeroing in on her opponent before charging in with a hip attack to Avery's body! Baby Boss slumps to a seat as her legs give in, but Mabel isn't finished yet. The Fit Queen marches back to the center of the ring, pointing her ass towards her vertically-challenged opponent and gives it a few juicy slaps. "Ready for more?"
Avery is unable to field a response, but Mabel isn't looking for one. Mabel charges at full speed and sends Avery's head whiplashing out of the ring with another Hip Attack to the face! Her woozy features are in full view for the audience at home as the camera moves around the corner, making the power of Mabel's hip attack known to the world.
Asstatics (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F2rvcJnN_0g&t=13s)
"Alright! Last rep! Let's do this!" Mabel hypes the crowd up as she pulls Baby Boss out of the corner and tucks her foe’s head between her clammy thighs before Avery is even upright.
Mabel flexes both arms and kisses her biceps before hauling Avery onto her shoulders. Mabel wobbles unsteadily but manages to find her balance before tucking her thumbs into the leg holes of Avery togs and elevating her further into the air.
"Come on! Finish strong!" Mabel gives herself some encouragement before slamming Avery into the canvas with a Gorgeous Bomb!
Gorgeous Bomb (2:47; youtu.be/Ti84-CfO4Xg?t=166)
Avery's ample bosom jiggles violently on impact. The Gym General drags what’s left of the Baby Boss closer, folding Christian for the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
"And the winner of this match, via pinfall! MABEL POWERS!"
A resounding victory for The Gym General!
Mabel spins to one knee, smiling from ear-to-ear as the ref raises her arm.
Powers pushes up to her feet and parades around the ring to celebrate her win and comeback since Mania. Mabel would certainly become a championship contender if she carries forward with this momentum!