Post by alyadmirer on Jun 9, 2015 21:24:06 GMT
The call had come two weeks ago: an invitation to make their way from the desert southwest to bright, sunny Orlando, Florida... and to compete for the opportunity to be both Desert Divas AND FAWN Tag Team champions.
Of course, things subsequently hadn’t gone according to plan.
Some might say that this golden ticket had perhaps caused young Reagan Atkins and Matilda “Mattie” Knight to look past the Nightmare Children, costing them their belts in Albuquerque. The only problem with that theory being that the Surf Sisters had lost their belts to Harrietta Morreaux and Amaris Poison once before, and knew EXACTLY how big of a threat those sinister forces posed...
For the whole weekend after their loss to Morreaux and Poison, Reagan and Mattie had feared every ring of their cells, fearing that Bethany Christian (or one of her underlings) would call and tell them that they had lost this opportunity along with their belts. But no, that call never came. And now, the rookies had a chance to erase their disappointment by scoring the biggest win of their careers...
... against the biggest obstacles they had EVER faced.
“Ladies and gentlemen,” the announcer begins, “your following contest is scheduled for one fall with a 30 minute time limit, and is for the FAWN Tag Team championship. Introducing first, from Honolulu, Hawaii, standing five feet eight inches tall, Reagan Atkins... and her partner, from Adelaide, Australia, standing five feet seven inches tall, Mattie Knight... at a combined weight of two hundred and sixty-five pounds, together they are... THE SUUURRRFFF SIIISSSTTTEEERRRSSS!!!!!”
Reagan Atkins...
Mattie Knight...
The FAWN Arena’s speakers begin to pump out Dick Dale’s “Misirlou”, an instantly recognizable tune that immediately gets nearly the entire crowd on their side--even the ones who’ve not managed to catch any of the action from Albuquerque. Any remaining reluctance on the part of the FAWNatics to embrace the challengers is eliminated when the curtains part, and two drop dead gorgeous blondes--both of whom have very clearly spent plenty of time on the beach--stride onto the FAWN Arena’s ramp for the first time. Reagan--the slightly taller of the two--sports a flame red two piece, Mattie--the babiest of babyfaces--a purple number in the same style, Atkins and Knight both wearing white pads and NOT wearing any footwear.
Charlie Dawson had warned them: it was next to impossible NOT to be overwhelmed by the jump in scale, from the Left Turn to the FAWN Arena. But the Sisters hardly seemed phased as they race down the aisle, Reagan slapping the hands of those along the right hand side guardrail and Mattie doing likewise with the left. The duo continue on their opposing ways when they reach ringside, continuing to introduce themselves to the FAWNatics, their efforts only interrupted once the blondes reach the announce table.
There, Reagan and Mattie give EACH OTHER a high five, their hands each catching their partner’s backside on the downswing before Knight and Atkins pass by one another, both Sisters now slapping the same hands their partner had.
Stopping at the front of the ramp, Atkins and Knight hop onto the apron side by side, turning their back to the ropes. With a delightful little shimmy, Mattie sends her left hip bumping into Reagan’s right, the blondes then swiveling and, in one languid motion, sweeping through the ropes. Now inside the ring, the former Desert Divas tag champs claim a corner, and as Mattie begins to stretch, Reagan throws her back into the ropes, wrapping her arms around the top strand as she tests the firmness of the cables.
The FAWNatics continue to shower the newcomers with applause and appreciation, but their ovation is soon interrupted by a stomp-stomp-clap rhythm, though not one of the FAWNatics’ making. Soon after comes the voices of Iggy Azalea...
(“HEAVY CROWN”:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=3f8_hp7Nc6I )
“And now,” the announcer resumes, “introducing the champions...”
Those words send the crowd into raucous jeers.
“At a combined weight of four hundred and twenty-seven pounds… Representing the Black Court, Ashley Locke, Pandora and Adrianna Papadopolous... they are... THE THHHRRREEEEEE!!!!! ”
The curtains part, and that serves as more than enough of a cue for the audience to lose their collective sh!t. And out step three physical specimens, who together form possibly the most imposing trio FAWN has ever seen.
Pandora...
Pandora’s age is a hard thing to guess just by appearances, but she’d likely be carded at the Arena bar. And while there aren’t many women on the roster that can make the likes of Maggie Connor, Becky Clayton and Roxie freakin’ McCrimmon look like lightweights, she would certainly qualify. She stands just south of 6 feet tall and more than pleasingly fills out her white bikini top. The lights seem to dance off Pandora’s impossibly bronzed, impossibly smooth stomach. And her taut undercarriage is sheathed in a matching set of bikini bottoms, with three aqua buttons befitting her Miami roots leading toward tied off stretches of fabric that extend halfway down her thighs.
And when your legs never end, that’s a LOOOONG way.
Ashley Locke...
To her right stands the former Goddess of Love. But with that moniker now relegated to history, Ashley Locke remains an Amazon, a statuesque blonde probably right at six feet with her boots and a good two thirds of that is probably leg. Said gams are exquisitely sculpted and look downright dangerous, as do her shoulders, abdominals and chest, the latter armored in a orangish-red leather bikini top decorated with an intricate pattern of small metal studs. Her bottoms match the top, as do her pads and boots, though the pads are basic lycra and lack any sort of adornment. A detail for the discerning eye, the outer edge of each boot is adorned with a the stylized head and shoulders of a black horse.
Adrianna Papadopolous...
To Pandora’s left is FAWN’s certified Greek Goddess, Adrianna Papadopolous. It’s immediately clear Adrianna regards the filthy, teeming masses much as she did before her time off among the immortals, like a deity gazing down from the heights. Her subjects stare, momentarily slackjawed at the Greek beauty, Addy in a black version of her original attire, only appropriate for a member of Emily West’s Black Court, the organization no doubt buoyed by her return.
Pappy adjusts her revealing bikini top, while the accompanying short, black, pleated skirt gives the look of a miniaturized toga, an occasional flash of the familiarly-hued blue panties still remaining beneath. Her elbow-pads and boots have gotten the Court treatment as well, going basic black.
With all three dressed for battle, combined with their introduction, both the Sisters and the crowd look a little on edge. Any combination of these three beauties posed a tall order. Which alignment of heavenly bodies would go into battle against them?
There is perhaps one clue: Pandora and Locke, the two-thirds of FAWN’s imposing three headed monster that had vanquished the Big Guns for the belts, carry the straps over their shoulders.
Pandora approaches the ring, her hindquarters perhaps not possessing quite the same degree of bootyliciousness as her former stablemate LaKeisha Bates—few do—but her hips make up for it with extra sass. The Three stop at the end of the aisle, and as Ellie Goulding’s voice replaces Iggy’s, Pandora and Ashley slowly raise their title belts into the air, each with one hand...
“This heavy crown
You can't always please the crowd
But I am still not bowing down
This heavy crown
It comes and goes around
And when it's time, I'll pass it proud..."
Just as the last line begins, the Beach Goddess and the Goddess of Love violently pull their belts back down, toward their abdomens.
“But bytch I got it now!”
The champions fan out--Pandora remaining in front of the ramp, while Ashley drifts to the right side of the ring and Pappy to the left. The Three then each climb onto the apron, leaving only the ropes behind Atkins and Knight--the ones FURTHEST from the aisle--free and clear, should they feel like running back to Albuquerque.
Panny, Pappy and Locke each thread one luscious leg through the ropes and into the ring... but then, the former Aphrodite withdraws hers. As Pandora and Adrianna enter the ring, Ashley descends to the floor--but not before passing her strap to Papadopoulos. The question of their make-up now settled, the Goddesses begins to discuss strategy as the official moves to inspect Reagan and Mattie. Neither Surf Sister appears particularly overjoyed at the thought of opening the match, but Reagan elects to bite the bullet.
“Good luck,” Mattie reassures her partner. “They’re not Goddesses. They’re human. They can be beaten. WE can beat them!”
Atkins nods, while across the ring, the former World champion slides out to the corner, leaving the Greek Goddess to start things for the reigning tag champs.
DING! DING! DING!
For a rookie, Reagan shows surprisingly little trepidation toward surging into a collar and elbow tie-up with the former Intercontinental champion--and Adrianna certainly shows no reluctance in accepting the lock-up. Even more surprising, after only a little initial difficulty, Atkins actually manages to back the champion into the ropes, the fans ERUPTING as the official calls for a break. Reagan complies swiftly, stepping back with her hands raised. “Hope you girls weren’t expect a coronation,” the Hawaiian upstart says with a grin. “Cause what you bytches are GOING to get tonight is a FIGHT!”
Addy’s eyes narrow, but the brunette doesn’t respond. Deigning to talk to this kid from the Desert is very clearly beneath her. Pushing away from the cables, Papadopoulos marches to Reagan, and this time she initiates the lock-up. And, a few moments later, it’s the Greek Goddess who begins to drive the former Desert Divas tag champ toward the ropes. When the blonde’s back meets the rubber coated steel, the referee again calls for a break. He barely has a chance to start counting before Adrianna’s hands pull away from Reagan’s shoulders...
... only Pappy’s right hand quickly shifts to Reagan’s mug, the Greek Goddess using a pieface to push her way back toward center ring!
The FAWNatics waste no time in expressing their disgust at the disrespect... but even more quickly, Reagan Atkins SURGES off the ropes, lowering her shoulder and BURYING it in Pappy’s stomach. Boos immediately turn to cheers as the Hawaiian beauty tackles the Greek Goddess to the mat, Reagan quickly settling astride Adrianna’s belly and FIRING punches into the brunette’s face. Addy does her best to get her arms up, blocking some of the torrent--but not all.
The referee is every bit as impressed with Atkins’ guts as the FAWNatics... but, unlike the audience, he cannot ignore the closed fists the blonde is slinging. “Alright, Reagan,” he chides her. “That’s enough.”
Reagan nods, rising and jerking Adrianna back to her feet with a handful of hair. Guiding the reigning FAWN Tag champ into the Surf Sisters’ corner, Atkins pushes Pappy back into the ropes before reaching out to tag Mattie Knight into the match. As the younger blonde slides into the ring to make her debut official, Reagan launches Pappy with an Irish whip--and Knight greets the rebounded Greek Goddess with an impressive dropkick, Mattie’s bare soles SLAMMING into Adrianna’s impossible-to-miss bounty.
The youthful Aussie springs back to her feet quickly, and even more swiftly turns and darts into the ropes, her back hitting the strands just as Papadopoulos starts to sit up. Mattie leaves her feet again, her tootsies this time CRASHING into a wide-eyed Adrianna’s face! As the champ is sent crashing to her back, Knight’s legs part into a wide ‘V’, the challenger’s taut tush SLAMMING down atop Pappy’s bounty. Remaining seated there, Mattie reaches back and hooks a leg...
(DOUBLE FOOT FACE STOMP @4:34:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=u833AQz8qd8 )
ONE...
Adrianna kicks out. Forcefully.
Undeterred by the Greek Goddess’ resiliency, Knight scrambles to her feet and drags Adrianna up as well. But as she attempts to send Pappy into the far corner with an Irish whip, Addy shows a little more stubbornness, planting her feet and reversing it. Not waiting even a second, the curvy brunette takes off after the fleeing blonde, lowering her shoulder to BLAST into Mattie’s belly...
... only instead of turning her back into the buckles, Knight leaps onto the middle turnbuckle, springboarding back and diving over the doubled Adrianna. Wrapping her arms around the Greek Goddess’ midriff, the Surf Sister collecting her foe with a springboard sunset flip!
(SPRINGBOARD SUNSET FLIP:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=sKzaZCX0iUw )
ONE...
TWO...
Pappy kicks out, rolling back and up to her knees. Unfortunately for her, Mattie rolls back, too--all the way to her feet! She promptly leaves them, flying toward the seated Papadopoulos. Her knees slam into Addy’s shoulders, Knight’s double knee Thesz press again sending the brunette crashing to her back, with Mattie’s rump again landing heavily atop the champ’s sternum.
(ROLL-THROUGH DOUBLE KNEE THESZ PRESS:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=WtDh_IX1e5o )
Springing back to her feet as if propelled there by Adrianna’s bosom, Mattie all but skips to her corner and slaps Reagan’s hand. The Sisters earn another rousing cheer from the crowd when Atkins launches herself into the ring over the top while Knight departs the ring in the exact same manner, both blondes landing on their feet almost simultaneously.
Sauntering to the stirring Greek Goddess, Reagan assists the champion up with a handful of hair. Ducking underneath Pappy’s right arm, the Hawaiian beauty reaches across Adrianna’s chest with HER right arm, reaching for the back of the brunette’s neck. Then, showing some strength of her own, Reagan ‘hups’ the voluptuous tag champ off her feet, Addy’s legs coiling around her opponent’s waist as Atkins reaches her left arm around Pappy’s back. Lest anyone think the rookie might be thinking of engaging in a war of bearhugs, she suddenly and abruptly throws her weight backward, DRIVING the Greek Goddess into the canvas with her exploder suplex variation.
(BEARHUG EXPLODER SUPLEX:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=9EJ8vfaz-34 )
Showing the teamwork that had made them two-time (TWO-TIME!) Desert Divas tag champs, Atkins quickly makes her way to her corner after she’s back on her feet, tagging Mattie before returning to the prone Papadopoulos. Rolling the Greek Goddess to her belly, Reagan deftly traps the brunette in a camel clutch while Knight sprints into the ropes. The crowd doesn’t seem to mind the blonde’s doubling up on the tag champs... though they are, momentarily at least, confused when Mattie rushes right past Addy and into the opposite ropes.
Still, not only does the younger blonde keep running, she also appears to keep gaining speed, rebounding off the cables a third time... and a fourth... and THIS time, Mattie leaps into a diving basement dropkick that catches Adrianna square in the temple.
(SPEEDING BASEMENT DROPKICK @2:40:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=u833AQz8qd8 )
Atkins finally departs the ring, while Mattie tugs Adrianna up. Slapping on a wristlock, the Aussie blonde charges into the nearest neutral corner, gracefully climbing her way to the top rope--with Pappy’s arm still under her control. Knight suddenly leaves her feet, the backs of her thighs landing against the rubber coated steel, which propels her into a BEAUTIFUL backflip. The crowd is cheering wildly when Mattie lands on her feet, but they turn the volume up higher still when Knight sends Adrianna flying with an armdrag!
(ROPE WALK ARMDRAG @1:08:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=u833AQz8qd8 )
Adrianna skids to a halt, and yet remarkably, the voluptuous brunette soon starts to pull herself up--though the shake of her head betrays a lingering bit of wooziness. Mattie in unphased, the young blonde again charging into the ropes, this time springboarding off the middle strand. She twists her body as she sails back toward the newly vertical Greek Goddess, Knight’s torso crashes into Addy’s with a crossbody...
... and Pappy’s right arm wraps tightly against Mattie’s back, her left arm sliding between Knight’s shapely thighs, the challenger finding herself CAUGHT by the powerful brunette! For what was both a brief and distressingly long moment, Papadopoulos seems content to hold her cargo as a trophy, Addy slowly turning to face a fearful Reagan Atkins before VIOLENTLY rocking back, slinging Mattie toward the Three’s corner with an emphatic fallaway slam!
Knight moans loudly as she rolls up to her hands and knees, one move able to undo so much... when it’s done by a Greek Goddess. Mattie begins to crawl away, but before she can get too far, Adrianna YANKS her up by the hair, dragging her into the Three’s corner before unleashing a barrage of turnbuckle smashes. Only the referee’s count compels her to relent, and he quickly steps between the sagging Mattie and backpedalling Pappy, which allows the dazed Aussie to turn her back to the buckles...
... and allows Pandora to swiftly draw the tag rope across the challenger’s throat!
As soon as she sees this, Pappy makes a convincing feint of an effort to barge past the official and move back to her corner, but he holds his ground. Mattie’s hands fly to her throat, her feet kicking as she claws at the cord, eyes wide. Unable to watch her best friend being abused, Reagan Atkins bursts through the ropes... but with the referee facing the Surf Sisters’ corner, her entry is instantly spotted--and Adrianna does nothing to stop him from moving to cut the Hawaiian blonde off.
Free of the zebra’s interference, Pappy returns to the Three’s corner, and with Pandora continuing to throttle the challenger, Adrianna starts POUNDING away on the blonde’s belly with short punches. When Panny releases the tag rope, the Greek Goddess stops punching and raises her hand for the Beach Goddess to slap. Tag made, the imposing blonde slips through the ropes, and as Adrianna drags Knight away from the corner, Pandora settles into a seat on the top turnbuckle. Wrapping her left arm around the Aussie’s neck, Papadopoulos hoists the challenger up, seemingly for a vertical suplex... only instead of falling backward, she slings Mattie forward, dropping Knight across Panny’s shoulder. Then Pandora, not exactly known for high flying, leaps from the top rope, BLASTING the Aussie with an avalanche powerslam!
(AVALANCHE POWERSLAM:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=maAV2R7_7lA )
With Reagan finally ushered back to her corner, the referee turns his focus back to the action as Pandora retreats into the near ropes. Bounding off the cables, the Beach Goddess performs a small hop--just enough to allow herself to lay out and drop her belly across Mattie’s vacant-eyed face with her Tummy Tuck splash. The official goes to the mat for a cover... only Pandora rises, the curvy blonde hairhauling Knight to her feet before dragging her toward center ring.
The former World champ offers an infuriating smirk in Reagan’s direction, then reverses course, whipping Mattie into the Three’s corner with all her might. Knight’s arms flop over the top rope, keeping her upright... which turns out to be a VERY bad thing when Pandora BURIES the Australian underneath an avalanche splash.
Mattie slumps, her descent halted only when her bum meets the middle rope. Pandora then climbs onto the bottom cable, SHOVING her bronzed belly into Knight’s mug, forcing the Surf Sister to do a little Navel Gazing--until the referee’s count compels her to hop backward. Reaching over Knight’s shoulder, the Beach Goddess high fives her partner, tagging Adrianna back into the contest.
Panny pushes the reeling blonde away from the buckle, Mattie’s legs buckling... but before she can sink to her knees, Pappy catches her and muscles the challenger up onto her shoulders and into a fireman’s carry. Leisurely strolling toward the ropes, Adrianna swings Knight through the air, dropping the Aussie’s shins across the top rope before dropping to her backside. Mattie’s jaw meets Pappy’s shoulder in a VICIOUS collision, the challenger left spreadeagled By the Gods!
(BY THE GODS!:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=W-qCuoPQcJs )
Adrianna casually reclines against Knight’s abdomen, not even bothering with a hook of the leg as the referee slaps off the...
ONE...
TWO...
Mattie gets a shoulder up.
Climbing to her feet, Papadopoulos scoops Knight up, only to swivel and drop to one knee, SLAMMING the rookie’s back down across her outstretched thigh. The spinning backbreaker sends Mattie tumbling to the deck with a wail, the young blonde rolling to her left hip with an arched spine. Her eyes closed, Knight’s right hand stretches toward her corner... but her arm would need to be about ten feet long for her to make the tag.
(SPINNING BACKBREAKER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=lsfA7d2EIRE )
Pushing off her knee, Adrianna strolls to her corner and slaps the outstretched hand of the Beach Goddess. Papadopoulos then hauls Mattie’s limp dishrag of a body up, passing the glistening blonde to Pandora before departing the ring. Panny catches the offering, doubling Knight over before wrapping her arm around the Aussie’s waist. Then, with hardly any sign of effort, the former World champ sends the two-time Desert Divas tag champion onto her shoulder, only to SLAM Mattie back to the mat, face and chest first, with the oh-so-aptly-named Dominator.
(DOMINATOR:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=1sDgsgIwHUg )
And, having dominated the Surf Sisters so convincingly after the opening minutes, Pandora does what’s only natural: she plants her boot atop Mattie Knight’s heaving bosom.
ONE...
TWO...
THRNOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!
The challenger gets a shoulder up.
Unbothered by the young blonde’s refusal to accept the inevitable, Pandora turns to her corner and tags the Greek Goddess. Pulling Knight to her feet with another helping of damp, golden tresses, Panny holds the swaying blonde in front of her... facing her... as Adrianna approaches from behind. Then, suddenly, Panny and Pappy step forward, the tag champs reach around each other’s back, effectively transforming the Surf Sister into the Australian filling in a Mattie sandwich thanks to the double bearhug!
Again, the sight of her closest friend being worked over by two monsters proves too much for Reagan Atkins to bear... and again, the referee proves far too quick in cutting off her entrance. As Atkins makes her impassioned plea to the zebra, Panny and Pappy continue to CRUSH whatever fight remains in their game but overmatched challenger out of her for a few seconds more. Finally, though, Pandora relents, returning to her corner. Mattie ALMOST crumples to the canvas, but before she can, Adrianna reaches out and snatches her wrist. Giving the arm a violent tug, she spins Knight in a dizzying 180 before reeling the rookie into a MASSIVE shortarm clothesline that somehow did NOT remove Mattie’s head from her shoulders--even if sent her flipping 540 degrees before she found the mat.
As Atkins is finally forced out of the ring, the Greek Goddess peels Mattie off the canvas, lining her up with the far corner before launching her with an Irish whip. Knight can barely summon the strength to turn her back into the buckles, and the forceful collision almost certainly would have sent the Australian plopping to a seat... if Papadopoulos hadn’t charged in IMMEDIATELY behind her, subjecting Mattie to an avalanche splash every bit as destructive as Pandora’s.
When the voluptuous brunette finally takes a step back, Knight goes crashing to her ass... which suits the Greek Goddess perfectly. When Adrianna retreats to the opposite corner, the FAWNatics are aware that they’re about to witness a Greek Combo--the only question remaining is, would Knight find herself on the receiving end of a knee or a hip to the face.
Enlightenment comes first in the form of a Panic Attack... and is even more illuminating when Pappy turns and makes her way BACK to the opposite corner. Apparently, the Surf Sisters’ initial impertinence had earned Mattie the honor of receiving the ULTIMATE Greek Combo, Knight barely even able to attempt to turn her drooping head away from the running hip smash. Papadopoulos then, oh so casually, turns her back to the corner, thrusting her hips back and slowly griiiiiiiinding her tush into Mattie’s mug, earning a round of lustful appreciation for her efforts.
When the brunette finally pulls away, Mattie’s left hand moves to her chest, the Aussie letting out a LOUD gasp as she pools to the mat. Adrianna grabs a wrist and an ankle, dragging Knight away from the corner and setting her up EXACTLY to the Greek Goddess’ specifications. Pappy then slips out onto the apron and heads to Mattie’s domain, raising her arms over her head majestically before launching her Fire from Olympus frogsplash...
While Mattie’s tanks were certainly almost empty, enough fumes remained to allow the young blonde to lift her knees--and Papadopoulos lands atop those bony joints rather than Knight’s soft, smooth, yielding belly! Adrianna bounces away, knocked breathless, the voluptuous brunette curling into a tight fetal ball. But unfortunately, the best Mattie can do following her stay of execution is roll over to her stomach and start to push up to all fours... only her arms and legs give out almost instantly, sending Knight crashing to the deck.
Still, the FAWNatics implore her to TRY to reach her corner, where Reagan Atkins extends one hand as far as she can, while her other waves toward the rafters, beseeching the crowd to cheer louder still. Alas, it’s Papadopoulos who seems to respond to the encouragement, making her way to her hands and knees and crawling toward her corner. She’s halfway there by the time Mattie reaches all fours, and is able to stay there... and Knight isn’t even halfway to HER corner when Pappy makes the tag. Pandora slips through the ropes, her ridiculously long legs seemingly guaranteed to enable her to reach either Knight or Atkins before a tag could be made...
... and yet...
A SURGE of adrenaline allows Mattie to scamper the remaining distance necessary to LAUNCH herself into a diving tag, her palm striking Reagan’s before a wide-eyed Pandora can reach the Surf Sisters’ corner. Atkins VAULTS over the top rope, greeting the Beach Goddess with a plethora of forearms that prove both swift and powerful, rocking the intimidating blonde on her heels and into the ropes. Reagan takes the champ by the wrist, setting up to Irish whip Panny toward the far ropes...
... only for Pandora to reverse it.
As the Hawaiian beauty rebounds back toward an enraged Beach Goddess. Panny scoops the smaller blonde off her feet, perhaps preparing a side slam. Only instead, Reagan manages to counter WHATEVER the former World and reigning tag champ might have been planning into a stunning tilt-a-whirl small package!
(TILT-A-WHIRL SMALL PACKAGE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=n8UFbW9i1vk )
ONE...
TWO...
Pandora kicks loose.
Both women race back to their feet, Panny managing to get there with surprising swiftness for a woman her size... but NOT before Atkins had regained HER footing. And Reagan leaps into the air, pistoning out her bare feet and catching the Beach Goddess in the jaw with a stunning dropkick. Somehow, Pandora manages to pick herself up again, but the race to verticality is not nearly as close this time, allowing a risen Reagan to duck under Panny’s sweeping right. Straightening up and allowing Pandora’s arm to settle across her shoulder, the tag champ’s back to her, Atkins wraps her arms around the Beach Goddess’ waist and, in a STUNNING display of strength, pops her hips, bridging back and DRIVING the bigger, buxomer blonde’s head and shoulders into the mat via a cradle suplex.
(BRIDGING CRADLE SUPLEX @5:09:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=RdnkCUYaZvM )
ONE...
TWO...
Pandora bucks free.
Wheeling toward her corner, Reagan slaps the outstretched hand of Mattie Knight, then pivots on her heel AGAIN, darting past the Beach Goddess as her partner enters the ring. Showing some renewed spark, the Aussie SPRINGS off her feet, reaching her hands behind Pandora’s neck and tucking her knees up toward the tag champ’s incomparable rack. Gravity does the rest, Mattie following back and NAILING Pandora with an inverted lungblower that sends the voluptuous blonde rocking back on her heels...
... where Reagan Atkins leaps, grabbing Panny’s chin from behind with both hands and raising HER knees, planting them against the Beach Goddess’ shoulderblades and hitting the traditional lungblower! As Pandora tumbles to the mat, shuddering under the assault, Mattie scrambles to hook a leg and apply the lateral press.
ONE...
TWO...
TNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!
Pandora gets a shoulder up.
Ready to start getting a little payback on the Three, Knight jerks Pandora up with a handful of hair, stuffing the Beach Goddess’ head under her left arm. Grabbing the tag champ’s briefs at the hip, Mattie grunts and attempts to hoist Panny up...
... only for Pandora to hook her calf.
Doubling down, Mattie tries again--and is again blocked. Before she can go for a third, Pandora stuffs a short jab into Knight’s vulnerable midriff... and then SHE muscles the Surf Sister off her feet. Bringing her free hand up to the Aussie’s crotch, Pandora holds her suspended for a good five seconds before executing a THUNDEROUS jackhammer that rocks the ring--and leaves Mattie Knight a convulsing mess underneath her, as the Beach Goddess hooks a leg...
ONE...
TWO....
THRENOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!
Reagan Atkins sends a stomp between Pandora’s shoulderblades, breaking the count. Unfortunately, before the Hawaiian blonde can try to press her attack, a charging Papadopoulos catches her and gives her the bumrush through the ropes. Reagan hits the floor HARD, not too far from Ashley Locke, who waits until the referee turns back toward the action IN the ring before descending upon the Surf Sister. Scraping Atkins off the concrete, the Goddess of Love powers Reagan onto her shoulders and into a torture rack--but only for a second. Shrugging her back into the air, Locke catches Atkins around the neck before falling back, SPIKING Reagan’s skull into the concrete with her Love at First Sight.
(LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=_hvdd-sW0ZI )
Back in the ring, Adrianna pulls Mattie up while Pandora returns to her feet. Together, curvaceous blonde and brunette swing an arm around Knight’s neck and grab a handful of bikini bottoms. Continuing to work in tandem, Pappy and Panny lift Mattie heavenward, potentially for a double vertical suplex--only they have something much more creative in mind. As one, the tag champs send Mattie swinging down in front of them... BETWEEN them... Addy and Panny each catching the Aussie behind the knee before propelling her upward again. Then, and only then, Goddesses Beach and Greek DRIVE Mattie down, in FRONT of them, Knight’s face and chest SLAMMING into the mat.
(DOUBLE CATCH FRONT LAYOUT SUPLEX @2:32:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=udAvDBflT5o )
Papadopoulos returns to the Three’s corner... but she doesn’t have to stay there long. Pandora sashay’s over and makes the tag, but she doesn’t depart. Again, the divine duo move toward a demolished Mattie, pulling her up to EXTREMELY rubbery legs. With Pandora to Knight’s left and Papadopoulos to her right, the tag champs double over the Aussie, then reach to pull Matilda’s criss-crossed arms through her legs. And together, blonde and brunette swing Mattie up into a unique stall position--her left thigh resting atop Pandora’s left shoulder and her right atop Pappy’s right--before the champs send Knight plummeting to earth, the first victim of their Trinity powerbomb.
(TRINITY @4:28:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=udAvDBflT5o )
The Three’s devastating finish leaves Mattie folded in a matchbook, and Adrianna wastes no time in dropping to her knees behind the insensate Aussie, planting her palms against Knight’s upthrust glutes.
ONE...
TWO...
THREE!!!!!!!!!
“Ladies and gentlemen,” the announcer proclaims, “your winners, via pinfall... and STILL FAWN Tag Team champions... THHHEEE THHHRRREEE!!!!!”
Papadopoulos uses Mattie’s hindquarters to push back to her feet, while Ashley Locke joins her partners in the ring, a tag strap slung across either shoulder. After passing the leather and gold to her friends, the Goddess of Love shows some love, raising Panny and Pappy’s hands in triumph. Young Reagan Atkins and Mattie Knight hadn’t embarrassed themselves, by any means. But two rookies had little chance against a trio like this...
... but who COULD stand against them?
Of course, things subsequently hadn’t gone according to plan.
Some might say that this golden ticket had perhaps caused young Reagan Atkins and Matilda “Mattie” Knight to look past the Nightmare Children, costing them their belts in Albuquerque. The only problem with that theory being that the Surf Sisters had lost their belts to Harrietta Morreaux and Amaris Poison once before, and knew EXACTLY how big of a threat those sinister forces posed...
For the whole weekend after their loss to Morreaux and Poison, Reagan and Mattie had feared every ring of their cells, fearing that Bethany Christian (or one of her underlings) would call and tell them that they had lost this opportunity along with their belts. But no, that call never came. And now, the rookies had a chance to erase their disappointment by scoring the biggest win of their careers...
... against the biggest obstacles they had EVER faced.
“Ladies and gentlemen,” the announcer begins, “your following contest is scheduled for one fall with a 30 minute time limit, and is for the FAWN Tag Team championship. Introducing first, from Honolulu, Hawaii, standing five feet eight inches tall, Reagan Atkins... and her partner, from Adelaide, Australia, standing five feet seven inches tall, Mattie Knight... at a combined weight of two hundred and sixty-five pounds, together they are... THE SUUURRRFFF SIIISSSTTTEEERRRSSS!!!!!”
Reagan Atkins...
Mattie Knight...
The FAWN Arena’s speakers begin to pump out Dick Dale’s “Misirlou”, an instantly recognizable tune that immediately gets nearly the entire crowd on their side--even the ones who’ve not managed to catch any of the action from Albuquerque. Any remaining reluctance on the part of the FAWNatics to embrace the challengers is eliminated when the curtains part, and two drop dead gorgeous blondes--both of whom have very clearly spent plenty of time on the beach--stride onto the FAWN Arena’s ramp for the first time. Reagan--the slightly taller of the two--sports a flame red two piece, Mattie--the babiest of babyfaces--a purple number in the same style, Atkins and Knight both wearing white pads and NOT wearing any footwear.
Charlie Dawson had warned them: it was next to impossible NOT to be overwhelmed by the jump in scale, from the Left Turn to the FAWN Arena. But the Sisters hardly seemed phased as they race down the aisle, Reagan slapping the hands of those along the right hand side guardrail and Mattie doing likewise with the left. The duo continue on their opposing ways when they reach ringside, continuing to introduce themselves to the FAWNatics, their efforts only interrupted once the blondes reach the announce table.
There, Reagan and Mattie give EACH OTHER a high five, their hands each catching their partner’s backside on the downswing before Knight and Atkins pass by one another, both Sisters now slapping the same hands their partner had.
Stopping at the front of the ramp, Atkins and Knight hop onto the apron side by side, turning their back to the ropes. With a delightful little shimmy, Mattie sends her left hip bumping into Reagan’s right, the blondes then swiveling and, in one languid motion, sweeping through the ropes. Now inside the ring, the former Desert Divas tag champs claim a corner, and as Mattie begins to stretch, Reagan throws her back into the ropes, wrapping her arms around the top strand as she tests the firmness of the cables.
The FAWNatics continue to shower the newcomers with applause and appreciation, but their ovation is soon interrupted by a stomp-stomp-clap rhythm, though not one of the FAWNatics’ making. Soon after comes the voices of Iggy Azalea...
(“HEAVY CROWN”:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=3f8_hp7Nc6I )
“And now,” the announcer resumes, “introducing the champions...”
Those words send the crowd into raucous jeers.
“At a combined weight of four hundred and twenty-seven pounds… Representing the Black Court, Ashley Locke, Pandora and Adrianna Papadopolous... they are... THE THHHRRREEEEEE!!!!! ”
The curtains part, and that serves as more than enough of a cue for the audience to lose their collective sh!t. And out step three physical specimens, who together form possibly the most imposing trio FAWN has ever seen.
Pandora...
Pandora’s age is a hard thing to guess just by appearances, but she’d likely be carded at the Arena bar. And while there aren’t many women on the roster that can make the likes of Maggie Connor, Becky Clayton and Roxie freakin’ McCrimmon look like lightweights, she would certainly qualify. She stands just south of 6 feet tall and more than pleasingly fills out her white bikini top. The lights seem to dance off Pandora’s impossibly bronzed, impossibly smooth stomach. And her taut undercarriage is sheathed in a matching set of bikini bottoms, with three aqua buttons befitting her Miami roots leading toward tied off stretches of fabric that extend halfway down her thighs.
And when your legs never end, that’s a LOOOONG way.
Ashley Locke...
To her right stands the former Goddess of Love. But with that moniker now relegated to history, Ashley Locke remains an Amazon, a statuesque blonde probably right at six feet with her boots and a good two thirds of that is probably leg. Said gams are exquisitely sculpted and look downright dangerous, as do her shoulders, abdominals and chest, the latter armored in a orangish-red leather bikini top decorated with an intricate pattern of small metal studs. Her bottoms match the top, as do her pads and boots, though the pads are basic lycra and lack any sort of adornment. A detail for the discerning eye, the outer edge of each boot is adorned with a the stylized head and shoulders of a black horse.
Adrianna Papadopolous...
To Pandora’s left is FAWN’s certified Greek Goddess, Adrianna Papadopolous. It’s immediately clear Adrianna regards the filthy, teeming masses much as she did before her time off among the immortals, like a deity gazing down from the heights. Her subjects stare, momentarily slackjawed at the Greek beauty, Addy in a black version of her original attire, only appropriate for a member of Emily West’s Black Court, the organization no doubt buoyed by her return.
Pappy adjusts her revealing bikini top, while the accompanying short, black, pleated skirt gives the look of a miniaturized toga, an occasional flash of the familiarly-hued blue panties still remaining beneath. Her elbow-pads and boots have gotten the Court treatment as well, going basic black.
With all three dressed for battle, combined with their introduction, both the Sisters and the crowd look a little on edge. Any combination of these three beauties posed a tall order. Which alignment of heavenly bodies would go into battle against them?
There is perhaps one clue: Pandora and Locke, the two-thirds of FAWN’s imposing three headed monster that had vanquished the Big Guns for the belts, carry the straps over their shoulders.
Pandora approaches the ring, her hindquarters perhaps not possessing quite the same degree of bootyliciousness as her former stablemate LaKeisha Bates—few do—but her hips make up for it with extra sass. The Three stop at the end of the aisle, and as Ellie Goulding’s voice replaces Iggy’s, Pandora and Ashley slowly raise their title belts into the air, each with one hand...
“This heavy crown
You can't always please the crowd
But I am still not bowing down
This heavy crown
It comes and goes around
And when it's time, I'll pass it proud..."
Just as the last line begins, the Beach Goddess and the Goddess of Love violently pull their belts back down, toward their abdomens.
“But bytch I got it now!”
The champions fan out--Pandora remaining in front of the ramp, while Ashley drifts to the right side of the ring and Pappy to the left. The Three then each climb onto the apron, leaving only the ropes behind Atkins and Knight--the ones FURTHEST from the aisle--free and clear, should they feel like running back to Albuquerque.
Panny, Pappy and Locke each thread one luscious leg through the ropes and into the ring... but then, the former Aphrodite withdraws hers. As Pandora and Adrianna enter the ring, Ashley descends to the floor--but not before passing her strap to Papadopoulos. The question of their make-up now settled, the Goddesses begins to discuss strategy as the official moves to inspect Reagan and Mattie. Neither Surf Sister appears particularly overjoyed at the thought of opening the match, but Reagan elects to bite the bullet.
“Good luck,” Mattie reassures her partner. “They’re not Goddesses. They’re human. They can be beaten. WE can beat them!”
Atkins nods, while across the ring, the former World champion slides out to the corner, leaving the Greek Goddess to start things for the reigning tag champs.
DING! DING! DING!
For a rookie, Reagan shows surprisingly little trepidation toward surging into a collar and elbow tie-up with the former Intercontinental champion--and Adrianna certainly shows no reluctance in accepting the lock-up. Even more surprising, after only a little initial difficulty, Atkins actually manages to back the champion into the ropes, the fans ERUPTING as the official calls for a break. Reagan complies swiftly, stepping back with her hands raised. “Hope you girls weren’t expect a coronation,” the Hawaiian upstart says with a grin. “Cause what you bytches are GOING to get tonight is a FIGHT!”
Addy’s eyes narrow, but the brunette doesn’t respond. Deigning to talk to this kid from the Desert is very clearly beneath her. Pushing away from the cables, Papadopoulos marches to Reagan, and this time she initiates the lock-up. And, a few moments later, it’s the Greek Goddess who begins to drive the former Desert Divas tag champ toward the ropes. When the blonde’s back meets the rubber coated steel, the referee again calls for a break. He barely has a chance to start counting before Adrianna’s hands pull away from Reagan’s shoulders...
... only Pappy’s right hand quickly shifts to Reagan’s mug, the Greek Goddess using a pieface to push her way back toward center ring!
The FAWNatics waste no time in expressing their disgust at the disrespect... but even more quickly, Reagan Atkins SURGES off the ropes, lowering her shoulder and BURYING it in Pappy’s stomach. Boos immediately turn to cheers as the Hawaiian beauty tackles the Greek Goddess to the mat, Reagan quickly settling astride Adrianna’s belly and FIRING punches into the brunette’s face. Addy does her best to get her arms up, blocking some of the torrent--but not all.
The referee is every bit as impressed with Atkins’ guts as the FAWNatics... but, unlike the audience, he cannot ignore the closed fists the blonde is slinging. “Alright, Reagan,” he chides her. “That’s enough.”
Reagan nods, rising and jerking Adrianna back to her feet with a handful of hair. Guiding the reigning FAWN Tag champ into the Surf Sisters’ corner, Atkins pushes Pappy back into the ropes before reaching out to tag Mattie Knight into the match. As the younger blonde slides into the ring to make her debut official, Reagan launches Pappy with an Irish whip--and Knight greets the rebounded Greek Goddess with an impressive dropkick, Mattie’s bare soles SLAMMING into Adrianna’s impossible-to-miss bounty.
The youthful Aussie springs back to her feet quickly, and even more swiftly turns and darts into the ropes, her back hitting the strands just as Papadopoulos starts to sit up. Mattie leaves her feet again, her tootsies this time CRASHING into a wide-eyed Adrianna’s face! As the champ is sent crashing to her back, Knight’s legs part into a wide ‘V’, the challenger’s taut tush SLAMMING down atop Pappy’s bounty. Remaining seated there, Mattie reaches back and hooks a leg...
(DOUBLE FOOT FACE STOMP @4:34:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=u833AQz8qd8 )
ONE...
Adrianna kicks out. Forcefully.
Undeterred by the Greek Goddess’ resiliency, Knight scrambles to her feet and drags Adrianna up as well. But as she attempts to send Pappy into the far corner with an Irish whip, Addy shows a little more stubbornness, planting her feet and reversing it. Not waiting even a second, the curvy brunette takes off after the fleeing blonde, lowering her shoulder to BLAST into Mattie’s belly...
... only instead of turning her back into the buckles, Knight leaps onto the middle turnbuckle, springboarding back and diving over the doubled Adrianna. Wrapping her arms around the Greek Goddess’ midriff, the Surf Sister collecting her foe with a springboard sunset flip!
(SPRINGBOARD SUNSET FLIP:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=sKzaZCX0iUw )
ONE...
TWO...
Pappy kicks out, rolling back and up to her knees. Unfortunately for her, Mattie rolls back, too--all the way to her feet! She promptly leaves them, flying toward the seated Papadopoulos. Her knees slam into Addy’s shoulders, Knight’s double knee Thesz press again sending the brunette crashing to her back, with Mattie’s rump again landing heavily atop the champ’s sternum.
(ROLL-THROUGH DOUBLE KNEE THESZ PRESS:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=WtDh_IX1e5o )
Springing back to her feet as if propelled there by Adrianna’s bosom, Mattie all but skips to her corner and slaps Reagan’s hand. The Sisters earn another rousing cheer from the crowd when Atkins launches herself into the ring over the top while Knight departs the ring in the exact same manner, both blondes landing on their feet almost simultaneously.
Sauntering to the stirring Greek Goddess, Reagan assists the champion up with a handful of hair. Ducking underneath Pappy’s right arm, the Hawaiian beauty reaches across Adrianna’s chest with HER right arm, reaching for the back of the brunette’s neck. Then, showing some strength of her own, Reagan ‘hups’ the voluptuous tag champ off her feet, Addy’s legs coiling around her opponent’s waist as Atkins reaches her left arm around Pappy’s back. Lest anyone think the rookie might be thinking of engaging in a war of bearhugs, she suddenly and abruptly throws her weight backward, DRIVING the Greek Goddess into the canvas with her exploder suplex variation.
(BEARHUG EXPLODER SUPLEX:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=9EJ8vfaz-34 )
Showing the teamwork that had made them two-time (TWO-TIME!) Desert Divas tag champs, Atkins quickly makes her way to her corner after she’s back on her feet, tagging Mattie before returning to the prone Papadopoulos. Rolling the Greek Goddess to her belly, Reagan deftly traps the brunette in a camel clutch while Knight sprints into the ropes. The crowd doesn’t seem to mind the blonde’s doubling up on the tag champs... though they are, momentarily at least, confused when Mattie rushes right past Addy and into the opposite ropes.
Still, not only does the younger blonde keep running, she also appears to keep gaining speed, rebounding off the cables a third time... and a fourth... and THIS time, Mattie leaps into a diving basement dropkick that catches Adrianna square in the temple.
(SPEEDING BASEMENT DROPKICK @2:40:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=u833AQz8qd8 )
Atkins finally departs the ring, while Mattie tugs Adrianna up. Slapping on a wristlock, the Aussie blonde charges into the nearest neutral corner, gracefully climbing her way to the top rope--with Pappy’s arm still under her control. Knight suddenly leaves her feet, the backs of her thighs landing against the rubber coated steel, which propels her into a BEAUTIFUL backflip. The crowd is cheering wildly when Mattie lands on her feet, but they turn the volume up higher still when Knight sends Adrianna flying with an armdrag!
(ROPE WALK ARMDRAG @1:08:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=u833AQz8qd8 )
Adrianna skids to a halt, and yet remarkably, the voluptuous brunette soon starts to pull herself up--though the shake of her head betrays a lingering bit of wooziness. Mattie in unphased, the young blonde again charging into the ropes, this time springboarding off the middle strand. She twists her body as she sails back toward the newly vertical Greek Goddess, Knight’s torso crashes into Addy’s with a crossbody...
... and Pappy’s right arm wraps tightly against Mattie’s back, her left arm sliding between Knight’s shapely thighs, the challenger finding herself CAUGHT by the powerful brunette! For what was both a brief and distressingly long moment, Papadopoulos seems content to hold her cargo as a trophy, Addy slowly turning to face a fearful Reagan Atkins before VIOLENTLY rocking back, slinging Mattie toward the Three’s corner with an emphatic fallaway slam!
Knight moans loudly as she rolls up to her hands and knees, one move able to undo so much... when it’s done by a Greek Goddess. Mattie begins to crawl away, but before she can get too far, Adrianna YANKS her up by the hair, dragging her into the Three’s corner before unleashing a barrage of turnbuckle smashes. Only the referee’s count compels her to relent, and he quickly steps between the sagging Mattie and backpedalling Pappy, which allows the dazed Aussie to turn her back to the buckles...
... and allows Pandora to swiftly draw the tag rope across the challenger’s throat!
As soon as she sees this, Pappy makes a convincing feint of an effort to barge past the official and move back to her corner, but he holds his ground. Mattie’s hands fly to her throat, her feet kicking as she claws at the cord, eyes wide. Unable to watch her best friend being abused, Reagan Atkins bursts through the ropes... but with the referee facing the Surf Sisters’ corner, her entry is instantly spotted--and Adrianna does nothing to stop him from moving to cut the Hawaiian blonde off.
Free of the zebra’s interference, Pappy returns to the Three’s corner, and with Pandora continuing to throttle the challenger, Adrianna starts POUNDING away on the blonde’s belly with short punches. When Panny releases the tag rope, the Greek Goddess stops punching and raises her hand for the Beach Goddess to slap. Tag made, the imposing blonde slips through the ropes, and as Adrianna drags Knight away from the corner, Pandora settles into a seat on the top turnbuckle. Wrapping her left arm around the Aussie’s neck, Papadopoulos hoists the challenger up, seemingly for a vertical suplex... only instead of falling backward, she slings Mattie forward, dropping Knight across Panny’s shoulder. Then Pandora, not exactly known for high flying, leaps from the top rope, BLASTING the Aussie with an avalanche powerslam!
(AVALANCHE POWERSLAM:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=maAV2R7_7lA )
With Reagan finally ushered back to her corner, the referee turns his focus back to the action as Pandora retreats into the near ropes. Bounding off the cables, the Beach Goddess performs a small hop--just enough to allow herself to lay out and drop her belly across Mattie’s vacant-eyed face with her Tummy Tuck splash. The official goes to the mat for a cover... only Pandora rises, the curvy blonde hairhauling Knight to her feet before dragging her toward center ring.
The former World champ offers an infuriating smirk in Reagan’s direction, then reverses course, whipping Mattie into the Three’s corner with all her might. Knight’s arms flop over the top rope, keeping her upright... which turns out to be a VERY bad thing when Pandora BURIES the Australian underneath an avalanche splash.
Mattie slumps, her descent halted only when her bum meets the middle rope. Pandora then climbs onto the bottom cable, SHOVING her bronzed belly into Knight’s mug, forcing the Surf Sister to do a little Navel Gazing--until the referee’s count compels her to hop backward. Reaching over Knight’s shoulder, the Beach Goddess high fives her partner, tagging Adrianna back into the contest.
Panny pushes the reeling blonde away from the buckle, Mattie’s legs buckling... but before she can sink to her knees, Pappy catches her and muscles the challenger up onto her shoulders and into a fireman’s carry. Leisurely strolling toward the ropes, Adrianna swings Knight through the air, dropping the Aussie’s shins across the top rope before dropping to her backside. Mattie’s jaw meets Pappy’s shoulder in a VICIOUS collision, the challenger left spreadeagled By the Gods!
(BY THE GODS!:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=W-qCuoPQcJs )
Adrianna casually reclines against Knight’s abdomen, not even bothering with a hook of the leg as the referee slaps off the...
ONE...
TWO...
Mattie gets a shoulder up.
Climbing to her feet, Papadopoulos scoops Knight up, only to swivel and drop to one knee, SLAMMING the rookie’s back down across her outstretched thigh. The spinning backbreaker sends Mattie tumbling to the deck with a wail, the young blonde rolling to her left hip with an arched spine. Her eyes closed, Knight’s right hand stretches toward her corner... but her arm would need to be about ten feet long for her to make the tag.
(SPINNING BACKBREAKER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=lsfA7d2EIRE )
Pushing off her knee, Adrianna strolls to her corner and slaps the outstretched hand of the Beach Goddess. Papadopoulos then hauls Mattie’s limp dishrag of a body up, passing the glistening blonde to Pandora before departing the ring. Panny catches the offering, doubling Knight over before wrapping her arm around the Aussie’s waist. Then, with hardly any sign of effort, the former World champ sends the two-time Desert Divas tag champion onto her shoulder, only to SLAM Mattie back to the mat, face and chest first, with the oh-so-aptly-named Dominator.
(DOMINATOR:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=1sDgsgIwHUg )
And, having dominated the Surf Sisters so convincingly after the opening minutes, Pandora does what’s only natural: she plants her boot atop Mattie Knight’s heaving bosom.
ONE...
TWO...
THRNOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!
The challenger gets a shoulder up.
Unbothered by the young blonde’s refusal to accept the inevitable, Pandora turns to her corner and tags the Greek Goddess. Pulling Knight to her feet with another helping of damp, golden tresses, Panny holds the swaying blonde in front of her... facing her... as Adrianna approaches from behind. Then, suddenly, Panny and Pappy step forward, the tag champs reach around each other’s back, effectively transforming the Surf Sister into the Australian filling in a Mattie sandwich thanks to the double bearhug!
Again, the sight of her closest friend being worked over by two monsters proves too much for Reagan Atkins to bear... and again, the referee proves far too quick in cutting off her entrance. As Atkins makes her impassioned plea to the zebra, Panny and Pappy continue to CRUSH whatever fight remains in their game but overmatched challenger out of her for a few seconds more. Finally, though, Pandora relents, returning to her corner. Mattie ALMOST crumples to the canvas, but before she can, Adrianna reaches out and snatches her wrist. Giving the arm a violent tug, she spins Knight in a dizzying 180 before reeling the rookie into a MASSIVE shortarm clothesline that somehow did NOT remove Mattie’s head from her shoulders--even if sent her flipping 540 degrees before she found the mat.
As Atkins is finally forced out of the ring, the Greek Goddess peels Mattie off the canvas, lining her up with the far corner before launching her with an Irish whip. Knight can barely summon the strength to turn her back into the buckles, and the forceful collision almost certainly would have sent the Australian plopping to a seat... if Papadopoulos hadn’t charged in IMMEDIATELY behind her, subjecting Mattie to an avalanche splash every bit as destructive as Pandora’s.
When the voluptuous brunette finally takes a step back, Knight goes crashing to her ass... which suits the Greek Goddess perfectly. When Adrianna retreats to the opposite corner, the FAWNatics are aware that they’re about to witness a Greek Combo--the only question remaining is, would Knight find herself on the receiving end of a knee or a hip to the face.
Enlightenment comes first in the form of a Panic Attack... and is even more illuminating when Pappy turns and makes her way BACK to the opposite corner. Apparently, the Surf Sisters’ initial impertinence had earned Mattie the honor of receiving the ULTIMATE Greek Combo, Knight barely even able to attempt to turn her drooping head away from the running hip smash. Papadopoulos then, oh so casually, turns her back to the corner, thrusting her hips back and slowly griiiiiiiinding her tush into Mattie’s mug, earning a round of lustful appreciation for her efforts.
When the brunette finally pulls away, Mattie’s left hand moves to her chest, the Aussie letting out a LOUD gasp as she pools to the mat. Adrianna grabs a wrist and an ankle, dragging Knight away from the corner and setting her up EXACTLY to the Greek Goddess’ specifications. Pappy then slips out onto the apron and heads to Mattie’s domain, raising her arms over her head majestically before launching her Fire from Olympus frogsplash...
While Mattie’s tanks were certainly almost empty, enough fumes remained to allow the young blonde to lift her knees--and Papadopoulos lands atop those bony joints rather than Knight’s soft, smooth, yielding belly! Adrianna bounces away, knocked breathless, the voluptuous brunette curling into a tight fetal ball. But unfortunately, the best Mattie can do following her stay of execution is roll over to her stomach and start to push up to all fours... only her arms and legs give out almost instantly, sending Knight crashing to the deck.
Still, the FAWNatics implore her to TRY to reach her corner, where Reagan Atkins extends one hand as far as she can, while her other waves toward the rafters, beseeching the crowd to cheer louder still. Alas, it’s Papadopoulos who seems to respond to the encouragement, making her way to her hands and knees and crawling toward her corner. She’s halfway there by the time Mattie reaches all fours, and is able to stay there... and Knight isn’t even halfway to HER corner when Pappy makes the tag. Pandora slips through the ropes, her ridiculously long legs seemingly guaranteed to enable her to reach either Knight or Atkins before a tag could be made...
... and yet...
A SURGE of adrenaline allows Mattie to scamper the remaining distance necessary to LAUNCH herself into a diving tag, her palm striking Reagan’s before a wide-eyed Pandora can reach the Surf Sisters’ corner. Atkins VAULTS over the top rope, greeting the Beach Goddess with a plethora of forearms that prove both swift and powerful, rocking the intimidating blonde on her heels and into the ropes. Reagan takes the champ by the wrist, setting up to Irish whip Panny toward the far ropes...
... only for Pandora to reverse it.
As the Hawaiian beauty rebounds back toward an enraged Beach Goddess. Panny scoops the smaller blonde off her feet, perhaps preparing a side slam. Only instead, Reagan manages to counter WHATEVER the former World and reigning tag champ might have been planning into a stunning tilt-a-whirl small package!
(TILT-A-WHIRL SMALL PACKAGE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=n8UFbW9i1vk )
ONE...
TWO...
Pandora kicks loose.
Both women race back to their feet, Panny managing to get there with surprising swiftness for a woman her size... but NOT before Atkins had regained HER footing. And Reagan leaps into the air, pistoning out her bare feet and catching the Beach Goddess in the jaw with a stunning dropkick. Somehow, Pandora manages to pick herself up again, but the race to verticality is not nearly as close this time, allowing a risen Reagan to duck under Panny’s sweeping right. Straightening up and allowing Pandora’s arm to settle across her shoulder, the tag champ’s back to her, Atkins wraps her arms around the Beach Goddess’ waist and, in a STUNNING display of strength, pops her hips, bridging back and DRIVING the bigger, buxomer blonde’s head and shoulders into the mat via a cradle suplex.
(BRIDGING CRADLE SUPLEX @5:09:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=RdnkCUYaZvM )
ONE...
TWO...
Pandora bucks free.
Wheeling toward her corner, Reagan slaps the outstretched hand of Mattie Knight, then pivots on her heel AGAIN, darting past the Beach Goddess as her partner enters the ring. Showing some renewed spark, the Aussie SPRINGS off her feet, reaching her hands behind Pandora’s neck and tucking her knees up toward the tag champ’s incomparable rack. Gravity does the rest, Mattie following back and NAILING Pandora with an inverted lungblower that sends the voluptuous blonde rocking back on her heels...
... where Reagan Atkins leaps, grabbing Panny’s chin from behind with both hands and raising HER knees, planting them against the Beach Goddess’ shoulderblades and hitting the traditional lungblower! As Pandora tumbles to the mat, shuddering under the assault, Mattie scrambles to hook a leg and apply the lateral press.
ONE...
TWO...
TNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!
Pandora gets a shoulder up.
Ready to start getting a little payback on the Three, Knight jerks Pandora up with a handful of hair, stuffing the Beach Goddess’ head under her left arm. Grabbing the tag champ’s briefs at the hip, Mattie grunts and attempts to hoist Panny up...
... only for Pandora to hook her calf.
Doubling down, Mattie tries again--and is again blocked. Before she can go for a third, Pandora stuffs a short jab into Knight’s vulnerable midriff... and then SHE muscles the Surf Sister off her feet. Bringing her free hand up to the Aussie’s crotch, Pandora holds her suspended for a good five seconds before executing a THUNDEROUS jackhammer that rocks the ring--and leaves Mattie Knight a convulsing mess underneath her, as the Beach Goddess hooks a leg...
ONE...
TWO....
THRENOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!
Reagan Atkins sends a stomp between Pandora’s shoulderblades, breaking the count. Unfortunately, before the Hawaiian blonde can try to press her attack, a charging Papadopoulos catches her and gives her the bumrush through the ropes. Reagan hits the floor HARD, not too far from Ashley Locke, who waits until the referee turns back toward the action IN the ring before descending upon the Surf Sister. Scraping Atkins off the concrete, the Goddess of Love powers Reagan onto her shoulders and into a torture rack--but only for a second. Shrugging her back into the air, Locke catches Atkins around the neck before falling back, SPIKING Reagan’s skull into the concrete with her Love at First Sight.
(LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=_hvdd-sW0ZI )
Back in the ring, Adrianna pulls Mattie up while Pandora returns to her feet. Together, curvaceous blonde and brunette swing an arm around Knight’s neck and grab a handful of bikini bottoms. Continuing to work in tandem, Pappy and Panny lift Mattie heavenward, potentially for a double vertical suplex--only they have something much more creative in mind. As one, the tag champs send Mattie swinging down in front of them... BETWEEN them... Addy and Panny each catching the Aussie behind the knee before propelling her upward again. Then, and only then, Goddesses Beach and Greek DRIVE Mattie down, in FRONT of them, Knight’s face and chest SLAMMING into the mat.
(DOUBLE CATCH FRONT LAYOUT SUPLEX @2:32:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=udAvDBflT5o )
Papadopoulos returns to the Three’s corner... but she doesn’t have to stay there long. Pandora sashay’s over and makes the tag, but she doesn’t depart. Again, the divine duo move toward a demolished Mattie, pulling her up to EXTREMELY rubbery legs. With Pandora to Knight’s left and Papadopoulos to her right, the tag champs double over the Aussie, then reach to pull Matilda’s criss-crossed arms through her legs. And together, blonde and brunette swing Mattie up into a unique stall position--her left thigh resting atop Pandora’s left shoulder and her right atop Pappy’s right--before the champs send Knight plummeting to earth, the first victim of their Trinity powerbomb.
(TRINITY @4:28:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=udAvDBflT5o )
The Three’s devastating finish leaves Mattie folded in a matchbook, and Adrianna wastes no time in dropping to her knees behind the insensate Aussie, planting her palms against Knight’s upthrust glutes.
ONE...
TWO...
THREE!!!!!!!!!
“Ladies and gentlemen,” the announcer proclaims, “your winners, via pinfall... and STILL FAWN Tag Team champions... THHHEEE THHHRRREEE!!!!!”
Papadopoulos uses Mattie’s hindquarters to push back to her feet, while Ashley Locke joins her partners in the ring, a tag strap slung across either shoulder. After passing the leather and gold to her friends, the Goddess of Love shows some love, raising Panny and Pappy’s hands in triumph. Young Reagan Atkins and Mattie Knight hadn’t embarrassed themselves, by any means. But two rookies had little chance against a trio like this...
... but who COULD stand against them?