Post by Wolverina on Jun 4, 2013 21:08:35 GMT -4
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The ref's hand strikes for a second time without the remotest sign of life coming from our lovable heroes. The world waits with bated breath as the third wheel's hand rises and falls for perhaps the final time of the conflict. At the eleventh hour, the Chicks with Kicks buck out, sending Envy back onto her knees, a position the Covetous Cunt is surely used to. Shock is written across her butt ugly face, but that shock soon turns to joy, for the thought of punishing her playthings for their dogged determination excites her all the more. Renfield palms their pretty faces with her massive man-hands and powers to a stand with them in tow. They throw listless punches at her that do absolutely nothing but entice the mad woman. Haven is the first to get served, Aryana plowing her hard head into Wolfie's, sending the Cutest of the Cute sprawling and rolling across the ring. Bella flails madly as her head is suddenly stuffed betwixt the Tyrannical Twat's thick thighs. The crowd begins to mourn for the tatted minx, as her arms are underhooked, making all hope seem lost.
Haven, hurting beyond belief, and using the ring ropes as aide to pull herself up, spots her bestie in the throes of defeat. Summoning up as much volition as she can, the Nebraskan surges across the ring and relieves her foot from the canvas, sending her right leg up and out with maddening force. Envy's mandible is knocked out of place from the famous kick, and she relinquishes control of Miss Morte upon stiffening upright and timbering back like a freshly cut tree. The ring ropes break the Giantess's fall and sends her back from whence she came, all of it seemingly in slow motion. Bella uses the time wisely and bolts toward the ropes that Envy just teetered from, jumping upon the upper one and hurling herself into a backward flip. On the way down, she manages to finagle a arm around Aryana's enormous head and drills her into the mat viciously, sending the woman flopping from prone to supine. The fans, as we all know by know, are going bat shit crazy with cheers of vindication.
JP: "Goodness Gracious what a Cataclysm! Back to back finishers and Envy is no doubt FINISHED!"
Ray: "Noooooooooooooo! (Hides eyes) Icantwatchicantwatchicantwatch!"
The Chicks with Kicks pounce on Envy and pin her down with every fiber of their beautiful beings as the referee theatrically slides into place, the fans counting along with him as he proceeds.
"One!"
"Two!"
"Thr...awwwww!"
Close but no cigar, Envy kicks out with the ref's hand a Jaggeroth penis size, one centimeter, from the mat. The pretty pair engulf the ring official, all but begging him to reverse his decision and make it a three. No dice. He's firm and fair.
Ray: "I knew it! Haha! She was playing possum!"
JP: Oh horse feathers, Ray! You were about to faint! I gotta give the devil her due though, man oh life this woman is tough as nails... maybe even tougher."
Bella and Haven look at one another with expression full of doubt and worry. They don't know what to do. Envy suddenly sits up during their counsel, and rubs at her jaw with mild annoyance plastered on her man-like visage, causing the fan favorites to spring into action. They settle on the basics and thunder against the ropes and rebound with dual low line drop kicks to Aryana's cock holster. The impact sends a loud pop through the arena and rips the vile woman to the mat again. Leaving nothing to chance, Bella utters a quick suggestion to the Wolfster and the Queen of Queen obliges the request by climbing to the top buckles whilst Miss Morte holds Envy down by the legs. There's no doubt in anyone's mind what's coming. A shooting star elbow. This, surely to God, would bring about Envy's end. Not so fast. Alarmed at the sights around her, Renfield springs to life and uses brute strength to lift her legs up, with Bella still clinging on, and fling the smaller woman up and away from her right into the ropes and buckles currently holding residence to Haven. It's enough to cause Wolverina to lose her balance and come to a sit, straddled painfully in place atop the tipy top buckle.
Raging like a roided out freak, or She Hulk, Aryana stands up and powerfully hurls Bella up and over the top ring rope and damn near into the first row, the barricade itself the only thing preventing it. Cussing like a Dixie Sailor, and even throwing in some new ones for good measure, the Covetous Cunt wallops Haven in the kisser with a huge Haymaker then climbs right up top with her. From there, she hisses out at the jeering fans before stuffing Haven's head between her thick thighs and underhooking her arms. The fans cry out for the beast to show mercy to their precious Princess but it is not to come. Envy leaps from the top and falls into a seated position and releases Wolverina's into the mat accordingly, utterly destroying the woman's money maker.
JP: "OH God no.. not her face! No! That bitch!"
Ray: "Bitches Be Crazy if they think they can go with Envy. My prayers have been answered."
Envy slowly gets to her knees and savors the sight of Wolverina's decimated, lifeless form laid out before her in the middle of the ring. She could do this a thousand times and never get tired of it. She has better things to do though, so she rolls Haven onto her back and stands up with a arrogant yawn coming forth. Then, to dig the knife even deeper into the masses of haters, she barely places the tip of her boot onto Wolverina's chest as the ref's slides into position. The hand slaps the mat three times without so much as a stable breath coming from the twice deposed Queen.
DING! DING! DINNG!
Lizzie: "Ladies and Gentlemen, your winner of the match..... ENNNNNNVY!"
JP: "What a classless act in the way of a pinfall. Is it not enough to be declared a winner? This woman is bad news and bad for this sport."
Ray: "She's amazing. She pushes the envelope. How many people, man or woman, can say they have defeated Wolverina twice in a row and done so with such ease? Nobody! Haven even had help out here and couldn't do it. I don't think I've ever been this happy about a female before."
Ray spins gleefuly in his chair as Jimmy merely looks on at the disgrace inside the ring.
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The ref's hand strikes for a second time without the remotest sign of life coming from our lovable heroes. The world waits with bated breath as the third wheel's hand rises and falls for perhaps the final time of the conflict. At the eleventh hour, the Chicks with Kicks buck out, sending Envy back onto her knees, a position the Covetous Cunt is surely used to. Shock is written across her butt ugly face, but that shock soon turns to joy, for the thought of punishing her playthings for their dogged determination excites her all the more. Renfield palms their pretty faces with her massive man-hands and powers to a stand with them in tow. They throw listless punches at her that do absolutely nothing but entice the mad woman. Haven is the first to get served, Aryana plowing her hard head into Wolfie's, sending the Cutest of the Cute sprawling and rolling across the ring. Bella flails madly as her head is suddenly stuffed betwixt the Tyrannical Twat's thick thighs. The crowd begins to mourn for the tatted minx, as her arms are underhooked, making all hope seem lost.
Haven, hurting beyond belief, and using the ring ropes as aide to pull herself up, spots her bestie in the throes of defeat. Summoning up as much volition as she can, the Nebraskan surges across the ring and relieves her foot from the canvas, sending her right leg up and out with maddening force. Envy's mandible is knocked out of place from the famous kick, and she relinquishes control of Miss Morte upon stiffening upright and timbering back like a freshly cut tree. The ring ropes break the Giantess's fall and sends her back from whence she came, all of it seemingly in slow motion. Bella uses the time wisely and bolts toward the ropes that Envy just teetered from, jumping upon the upper one and hurling herself into a backward flip. On the way down, she manages to finagle a arm around Aryana's enormous head and drills her into the mat viciously, sending the woman flopping from prone to supine. The fans, as we all know by know, are going bat shit crazy with cheers of vindication.
JP: "Goodness Gracious what a Cataclysm! Back to back finishers and Envy is no doubt FINISHED!"
Ray: "Noooooooooooooo! (Hides eyes) Icantwatchicantwatchicantwatch!"
The Chicks with Kicks pounce on Envy and pin her down with every fiber of their beautiful beings as the referee theatrically slides into place, the fans counting along with him as he proceeds.
"One!"
"Two!"
"Thr...awwwww!"
Close but no cigar, Envy kicks out with the ref's hand a Jaggeroth penis size, one centimeter, from the mat. The pretty pair engulf the ring official, all but begging him to reverse his decision and make it a three. No dice. He's firm and fair.
Ray: "I knew it! Haha! She was playing possum!"
JP: Oh horse feathers, Ray! You were about to faint! I gotta give the devil her due though, man oh life this woman is tough as nails... maybe even tougher."
Bella and Haven look at one another with expression full of doubt and worry. They don't know what to do. Envy suddenly sits up during their counsel, and rubs at her jaw with mild annoyance plastered on her man-like visage, causing the fan favorites to spring into action. They settle on the basics and thunder against the ropes and rebound with dual low line drop kicks to Aryana's cock holster. The impact sends a loud pop through the arena and rips the vile woman to the mat again. Leaving nothing to chance, Bella utters a quick suggestion to the Wolfster and the Queen of Queen obliges the request by climbing to the top buckles whilst Miss Morte holds Envy down by the legs. There's no doubt in anyone's mind what's coming. A shooting star elbow. This, surely to God, would bring about Envy's end. Not so fast. Alarmed at the sights around her, Renfield springs to life and uses brute strength to lift her legs up, with Bella still clinging on, and fling the smaller woman up and away from her right into the ropes and buckles currently holding residence to Haven. It's enough to cause Wolverina to lose her balance and come to a sit, straddled painfully in place atop the tipy top buckle.
Raging like a roided out freak, or She Hulk, Aryana stands up and powerfully hurls Bella up and over the top ring rope and damn near into the first row, the barricade itself the only thing preventing it. Cussing like a Dixie Sailor, and even throwing in some new ones for good measure, the Covetous Cunt wallops Haven in the kisser with a huge Haymaker then climbs right up top with her. From there, she hisses out at the jeering fans before stuffing Haven's head between her thick thighs and underhooking her arms. The fans cry out for the beast to show mercy to their precious Princess but it is not to come. Envy leaps from the top and falls into a seated position and releases Wolverina's into the mat accordingly, utterly destroying the woman's money maker.
JP: "OH God no.. not her face! No! That bitch!"
Ray: "Bitches Be Crazy if they think they can go with Envy. My prayers have been answered."
Envy slowly gets to her knees and savors the sight of Wolverina's decimated, lifeless form laid out before her in the middle of the ring. She could do this a thousand times and never get tired of it. She has better things to do though, so she rolls Haven onto her back and stands up with a arrogant yawn coming forth. Then, to dig the knife even deeper into the masses of haters, she barely places the tip of her boot onto Wolverina's chest as the ref's slides into position. The hand slaps the mat three times without so much as a stable breath coming from the twice deposed Queen.
DING! DING! DINNG!
Lizzie: "Ladies and Gentlemen, your winner of the match..... ENNNNNNVY!"
JP: "What a classless act in the way of a pinfall. Is it not enough to be declared a winner? This woman is bad news and bad for this sport."
Ray: "She's amazing. She pushes the envelope. How many people, man or woman, can say they have defeated Wolverina twice in a row and done so with such ease? Nobody! Haven even had help out here and couldn't do it. I don't think I've ever been this happy about a female before."
Ray spins gleefuly in his chair as Jimmy merely looks on at the disgrace inside the ring.
