A million thoughts ran through her head as she pulled on her
ankle-high
wrestling boots in preparation for battle.  Tonight would be
Barbie Doll's
toughest test as a wrestler, yet she felt more prepared than she
been for
her first 3 matches having gotten her first win in her previous
match.
Her opponent on this night would be Helen, an experienced,
skilled and
vicious wrestler.  Barbie Doll had heard all of the stories about
Helen,
how she destroyed Fire in her previous match and how she enjoyed
watching
her opponents squirm in pain as she dished it out.  But Barbie
Doll was
confident nonetheless that she could withstand Helen's attacks
and beat
her.  Unfortunately for Barbie, she was probably the only person
in the
arena who felt that way.  Helen was a heavy favorite and many,
including
her Barbie Doll's own coach, were nervous about the outcome.  But
Barbie
had worked hard to get in the best shape of her life and to
master her
wrestling technique.  She stood in front of her locker and
stretched her
muscles in anticipation of the impending match as her coach ran
through
their strategy for the last time.  Barbie shook her head as her
coach
recited the game plan, but it was obvious that the Doll's
thoughts were
somewhere else.<br>
<br>
As her coach completed the lecture, Barbie was called to enter
the arena.
 She walked toward the door, took a deep breath and then trotted
toward
the ring, waving to the crowd.  She was greeted with a lively
ovation as
she climbed into the ring and bopped back and forth to release
some of her
nervous energy.  Barbie smiled and continued waving to the crowd
as they
continued to applaud.  She had decided to wear a two-piece outfit
for the
first time, and apparently the fans were pleased that she did.
Barbie was
a pretty woman, 34 years old with long, wavy, light brown hair
which
drifted across her shoulders.  She had no outstanding features on
her
5'5",  115 lb. frame, but none which detracted from her
appearance either.
 She was just a typical, cute woman, but she had added 10 pounds
to her
slender chassis since her last match.  The extra 10 lbs. were
added
judiciously and made her body more alluring, giving her a
shapelier
figure.  It was also obvious that she was in better shape than
her last
match, more athletic though not powerful or muscular.  What was
different
than her prior matches was her attire.  She was clad in a tan-
colored
bikini, albeit a conservatively cut one, but the color of the
suit and
matching boots closely matched the color of her skin, giving the
illusion
of nudity.  Anyone of those factors could have accounted for the
positive
reaction of the crowd, but regardless, Barbie Doll's popularity
was
definitely growing.   They were beginning to embrace her as their
version
of the All American girl.  A few minutes passed before Helen
finally made
her appearance, ignoring the crowd and quickly climbing into the
ring.  In
contrast to the smiling, affable Barbie Doll, Helen had a scowl
on her
face and was all business.  She wore a skin-tight, white one-
piece suit
which was cut high on the thighs, low in the front and very
effectively
showcased her taut, athletic body and firm, 38 inch chest.  She
was
barefoot and her thick, long, black hair cascaded down to the
middle of
her back.  She was a very enticing woman, in a quite different
way than
the Doll.  The two stood on opposite ends of the ring, their
differences
apparent as they each prepared for battle.  Barbie represented
sweetness,
innocence and naiveté,  while Helen represented raw, unrestrained
brutality.  The crowd recognized this and as a result, had mixed
emotions
which were obvious in their unsettled murmurs as the start of the
match
approached.<br>
<br>
After a few more seconds the bell rang and the crowd
uncomfortably cheered
the start of the skirmish.  The approach of the two women to the
start of
the match spoke volumes about their styles.  Barbie glided out of
the
corner and trotted slowly in a circular motion, crouching forward
in her
wrestling stance and cautiously eyeing her opponent.  Helen on
the other
hand made a beeline out of her corner and charged directly at
Barbie,
screaming.  Startled by her opponent's reckless attack, Barbie
froze.  Her
feet seemed to be cemented to the ground as Helen slammed her
shoulder in
Barbie's midsection and drove her into the corner.  Barbie's back
smashed
into the turnbuckle as Helen quickly lifted her head and drove
three
forceful punches into the Doll's right side.  Barbie groaned
after each
shot, her body slowly pitching to the right as Helen quickly
wrapped her
arm around the Doll's bowed head and placed her in a headlock.
Before the
Doll knew what had hit her she was being dragged around the ring
by her
head, Helen's arm squeezing tightly around her neck.  The crowd
cheered
the action although it was not the usual, barbarous cheering to
which
Helen had grown accustomed.  Disregarding it however, Helen moved
quickly
to gain the upper hand.  She raced toward the ring with Barbie in
tow and
headed for the opposite corner.  Reaching it, she forced the
Doll's head
forward, driving it into the turnbuckle like a battering-ram.
Barbie's
head sunk into her neck and she let out a soft grunt as the
muscles in her
neck contracted.  Helen then quickly turned around and raced to
the
opposite corner, again mashing the top of the Doll's head into
the other
corner.  Barbie was breathing heavy and her head ached as Helen
again took
off for the other side of the ring.  She mashed the Doll's head
into the
corner, but then pulled it back out before ramming it forward
again.  She
was using the Doll's head as a mallet, slamming it over and over
into the
padded turn buckle.  Finally Helen slammed the Doll's head
forward one
last time before releasing the headlock and sending Barbie
crumbling to
the mat.<br>
<br>
Barbie collapsed into a sitting position on the canvas, her head
spinning
and her ears buzzing.  The top of her head was numb from being
battered
constantly.  The bright lights which hung overhead made the
temperature in
the ring, as usual, very warm.  The two wrestlers had already
done a good
bit of running early in the match, and those two factors were
beginning to
show on them.  As Barbie sat hunched in the corner, her head
spinning as
she gasped for air, her body began to perspire.  Similarly, Helen
stood
over her, her large chest heaving up and down as she huffed and
puffed,
perspiration beginning to make her suit cling to her well-defined
body.
She took a few more seconds to catch her breath and then leaned
down and
went back to work.  She grabbed hold of Barbie Doll's long hair
and tugged
on it, pulling her up onto her feet.  The Doll got light-headed
as she was
yanked to her feet, but she tried to shake it off.  Helen then
grabbed
hold of her wrist, took two quick steps forward and then hurled
Barbie
forward, sending her racing toward the ropes on the side of the
ring.  The
Doll scampered forward before reaching the ropes, desperately
grabbing
hold of them to prevent her from returning toward Helen.  She
bounced off
of the ropes, but was able to maintain her grip, keeping her
safely
against them, at least temporarily.  Noticing this, Helen dashed
across
over toward her to pick up where she left off.  She charged
Barbie and
abruptly lunged her hand forward, wrapping it around the Doll's
throat.
She then pushed her hand forward, driving the Doll's head
backward and
forcing it out of the ring.  Barbie's back arched as her head was
forced
backward and downward, her body bending back against the ropes as
Helen
squeezed her hand tightly around her windpipe.  Her stomach was
curved
outward in front of her, left wide open to attack.  Her stomach
appeared
to be soft, a thin line of blonde peachfuzz running down the
middle of it
from her bikini top downward, encircling her small bellybutton
and
disappearing into her bikini bottom.  But even though it looked
soft,
Barbie had worked hard to develop her abdominal muscles.  The
skin on her
stomach was soft, but a layer of newly developed muscles was
hidden
beneath that supple skin.  Helen continued to press the Doll's
head
forward with her left hand, but cocked her right arm behind her
and
delivered a forceful punch into Barbie's defenseless gut just as
she
released the choke hold.  The Doll's head sailed back in toward
the ring
and she doubled over, coughing and gagging as Helen looked on in
delight.<br>
<br>
The crowd was still cheering, but a small faction was quickly
developing
in Barbie's corner, and though they weren't vocal, their support
was
noticeable.  Barbie, meanwhile was trying to recover form the
choke and
hard punch to her belly as she remained hunched over, coughing.
Helen
slowly wrapped her arms around Barbie's bowed head and placed a
headlock
on her, pulling the brown-haired woman away from the ropes.
Barbie
hobbled forward as Helen yanked her head.  Reaching the center of
the
ring, Helen tightened her grip around Barbie's throat, resuming
the choke
from earlier.  Barbie could feel herself again getting light-
headed and
grew frantic.  She knew that if she didn't react quickly, she
would soon
pass out.  She looked down and noticed Helen's bare feet beneath
her, and
hastily formulated her plan of attack.  She gradually lifted her
right leg
into the air so as not to be noticed, and then slammed her foot
downward,
driving the back corner of her boot into Helen's barefoot.  Helen
let out
a loud yelp and immediately released the choke hold, raising her
injured
foot into the air as she massaged it with both hands.  Barbie
quickly ran
over to her and stomped her boot down on Helen's other foot,
holding it in
place for a few seconds as she twisted and mashed it.  Helen
squealed in
pain, both feet now throbbing.  She limped over toward the ropes
and held
herself up as she tried to alternate massaging her wounded feet.
Barbie
made use of the time to pull herself together.  She was
perspiring heavily
now and was grateful to give her pounded body a chance to
recover.  Helen
took over a full minute to relieve her pain, which whipped the
crowd into
a frenzy.  The Barbie Doll fans grew more vocal as some of
Helen's
supporters changed their allegiances.  As Barbie cleared her
head, she
straightened herself up, only to see Helen doing the same.  Helen
was
furious, and though her feet were in pain, she still limped over
to Barbie
to continue the match.<br>
<br>
Barbie took a deep breath as Helen approached and set herself.
As she
raised her arms in front of her to fend of Helen's attack, the
angry
brunette lifted her knee in Barbie's unsuspecting tummy.  Barbie
moaned
and hunched over, surprised by the quick attack.  Helen wasted no
time and
quickly grabbed a handful of Barbie's hair and straightened her
up.  But
as Barbie rose, she launched an uppercut into Helen's unguarded
belly,
causing the surly brunette to double over.  Helen abruptly lifted
her head
and with fire in her eyes, dug a powerful shot into Barbie's
right side.
The Doll's skin collapsed around Helen's fist as her body twisted
painfully to the side.  Helen then lifted her arm back behind her
to
deliver another blow, but Barbie quickly retaliated by slamming
her knee
into Helen's taut tummy.  Helen whined as her upper body fell
forward, her
hair falling wildly below her.  Barbie took a deep breath and
prepared for
the counter attack, tightening her abdominal muscles.  Helen
didn't
disappoint her and unceasingly flung her fist into Barbie's right
side
again.  Barbie had flexed her abdominal muscles, but Helen's
kidney punch
landed in a vulnerable area and the cute, bikini clad woman
tilted to one
side.  Her right side was now in agony and she knew that she
couldn't take
much more punishment.  Her entire upper body was drooped over as
Helen
took the opportunity to quickly launch a forceful blast into her
left
side.  Barbie let out a loud "UUNNNNHHHH!", and then dropped to
her knees.
 Both side now stung with pain and she could no longer hold
herself up.
She needed to do something quickly, but knew that she was running
out of
time.  Her stomach could take the pounding, but Helen was placing
the
blows in an area where she was the most susceptible.  She tried
to
straighten herself up, placing her hands on the mat in front of
her and
pushing herself up.  She raised her head and then pushed her
upper body so
that she was now kneeling upright.  But before she knew what hit
her,
Helen punted her leg forward and slammed the ball of her foot in
the
Doll's lower stomach.  Helen's foot sank into Barbie's peachfuzz-
covered
stomach, her bellybutton the center of the target as Helen's foot
had
landed square in the center of it.  Barbie collapsed onto her
side,
wrapping her arms around her injured belly as rolled on the mat
in pain.<br>
<br>
The Doll's supporters again grew silent as their hero rolled from
side-to-side, clutching her battered belly.  Helen walked over
next to her
and stood beside her cowering body.  She then raised her right
foot in the
air, intending to stomp on the fallen Doll, but Barbie quickly
grabbed
hold of her left ankle and pulled.  Helen began to lose her
balance,
waving her arms at her sides to hold herself, but to no avail.
She fell
onto her back, her head snapping back and slamming against the
canvas.
The fall jarred Helen's neck and a sharp pain shot down her spine
as she
rolled onto her side.  Barbie meanwhile had maintained her hold
of Helen's
foot, and began to twist it.  She clutched Helen's ankle with
both hands
and wrenched it away from her body, spraining it.  Helen screamed
as
Barbie was relentless, trying her best to debilitate her
attacker.  She
pushed herself up onto her knees so that she was kneeling below
Helen as
she grabbed hold of her other ankle.  She then gingerly pushed
herself up
onto her feet, still clutching Helen's legs in her hands.  She
then
flipped Helen onto her stomach while crossing her trapped legs.
Barbie
then stepped over Helen so that her feet were now on either side
of
Helen's legs as she looked down at her crossed feet.  She then
jumped into
the air and pulled her legs out in front of her.  As she
descended,
landing her rear end on top of Helen's crossed feet.  Helen's
legs bent
back quickly, the backs of her calves mashed against the back of
her
thighs as Barbie landed.  Helen wailed in pain, her knees feeling
as if
they were ripped to shreds from the force of her legs bending
down further
then they were ever meant to go.  Barbie adjusted her position
and still
sitting on Helen's calves, grabbed hold of her arms, which were
laying
helplessly at her side.  She then pulled them back, lifting
Helen's head
and then her upper body off of the mat.  Barbie now had Helen in
a
modified version of the surfboard, a painful modification.
Helen's legs
were bent below her and her torso was being pulled up off of the
mat by
her arms while the Doll grimaced as she pulled with all of her
might.
Helen's face grew contorted from the pain as she shrieked loudly
from the
agonizing hold.  Her large chest was lifted completely off of the
mat and
stuck straight out in front of her, her arms being yanked from
her
shoulder blades.  Finally Barbie relented and released her arms,
dropping
her upper body back to the canvas as she lifted herself off of
Helen's
tortured legs.  Helen lay flat on the ground, all of limbs in
tremendous
pain.  She moaned to herself while laying there, Barbie getting
to her
feet.<br>
<br>
It was a tremendous turn around and Barbie finally acknowledged
the ever
increasing cheers of the crowd.  She took a few moments to
recuperate
further, but then continued the assault.  She knew Helen was
tough and
that she had better be on guard, so she carefully plotted her
next move.
She walked over to Helen's head, reached down and grabbed her by
the
wrist, hauling her up onto her feet.  Helen rose sluggishly,
gingerly
pulling her legs beneath her as she was forced to stand up.  Her
legs
wobbled as she struggled to support her own weight, but Barbie
gave her no
time to recover.  She pushed her backward, sending her into the
corner.
Helen draped her arms over the top rope for support, letting her
legs fall
limply below her.  The Doll moved closer and then, standing
directly in
front of Helen, lifted her leg into the air and smashed her knee
into
Helen's right side.  Helen's head slumped in front of her as her
body
favored her right side.  Barbie then raised her other leg and
smashed her
knee into Helen's left side.  Helen's slouched head rolled to the
other
side, followed slowly by the rest of her body as her long, black
hair
covered her face.  Barbie then lifted her knee into Helen's right
side,
driving into the rigid muscle.  Helen grunted, unable to resist
Barbie's
revenge.  Completing her attack, Barbie slammed her other knee
into
Helen's left side, causing the battered brunette to droop down
from the
ropes, her elbows holding her up from the ropes.   Barbie took a
few steps
back and caught her breath.  Her body was covered with sweat, but
she was
beginning to feel victorious.  The cheers from the crowd helped
to
revitalize her as she charged forward and jumped into the air as
she
approached the dangling Helen.  She landed her two feet on
Helen's thighs,
grabbing hold of her wrists in the process.  Not having anything
to hold
her up, Barbie Doll fell backward, but as she did, she pulled
Helen's arms
with her.  She plunged toward the mat, but in doing so, pulled
Helen down
with her and then kicked her legs up, forcing Helen's' body to
flip into
the air.  Helen somersaulted in midair and landed flat on her
back in the
center of the ring.  Whatever fans were not supporting Barbie
Doll,
quickly jumped to her side after this athletic move and cheered
the
novice warrior.  Barbie jumped to her feet and raised her hands
over her
head, waving to the cheering throng.  Helen meanwhile, lay in a
heap in
the center of the ring.  Her whole body heaved up and down as she
breathed
heavily, her hair strewn wildly about her head and face.  Her
white suit
was now stuck to her body from the perspiration, exhibiting every
wrinkle
of her skin.<br>
<br>
Barbie discontinued her celebration and walked over to her fallen
foe.
She placed one foot on each side of Helen's midsection,
straddling her
body as she looked down into her face.  She then dropped to her
knees,
landing her butt onto Helen's stomach as she landed.  Helen's
legs flew
into the air and her head lifted slightly off of the mat.  Barbie
then
placed her hands in front of her, pressing them down on Helen's
shoulders
and forcing them to the mat.  The crowd counted in unison,
reaching ten
and counting the battered Helen out.Barbie jumped to her feet and
raised her hands in the air in victory.  The upset which no one
thought was possible had taken place.  Instead of
Barbie Doll laying listlessly on the mat, Helen was the
debilitated one.
Barbie ran around the ring, thanking the admiring crowd.  She
took one
final bow before climbing out of the ring and heading back toward
the
locker room.  As she walked through the crowd she was elated.
She had
gotten her first win against an experienced wrestler, who no one
thought she could beat and she was ecstatic.  Helen took a few
minutes to
compose herself, but eventually got to her feet to the jeers of
the crowd.
 Her tortured body had betrayed her, but she promised herself to
get
revenge against the older rookie, and she usually kept her
promises to
herself.<br>
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