Driving along on the highway, Helen eased over to the right lane as she reached her exit. It was a gorgeous summer day and Helen had the top down on her white Mustang convertible, Van Halen blaring from her radio. Her thick and long black hair was tied into a pony tail, preventing it from flying into her face as she drove. Helen did not do anything conservatively, especially driving, so she traveled along at a pretty good clip even though she was only a quarter of a mile away from her exit. As she drew closer however, she heard the sound of the Spice Girls coming from another car, drowning out her rock and roll music. Helen despised the disco group and was annoyed at being overpowered by another radio. She turned her head to see where the noise was coming from, but as she did, a big, black Jeep Wrangler cut in front of her and caused her to swerve onto the shoulder. Helen slowed down and looked up at the car, noticing a blonde-haired woman driving. As she got closer, she recognized the driver. There, bopping to the disco beat was ToniAnn. She also had the top off of her Jeep, but was sitting much higher on the road than Helen’s low to the ground sports car. They were both heading for the same destination, to the arena where they would meet in a wrestling match for the club championship. They each pulled into the parking lot, Helen following ToniAnn until deciding to veer off ad park several rows away from her rival. ToniAnn got out of her Jeep and began to put the top in place while Helen simply had to press a button. Helen began to make her way to the entrance as ToniAnn was finishing up. as she approached the door, a group of about 10 men were waiting there, Helen assuming they were waiting for her. She was wearing a white T-shirt and black biker shorts, and smiled at the impending attention. But as she reached the door, the men walked right past her and surrounded ToniAnn. The blonde was wearing a pair of cut-off blue jean shorts. In fact they were extremely short. She was also wearing a flowered bikini top and a pair of dark sunglasses. She signed autographs for the guys before continuing forward, walking past the angered Helen and entering the arena. Helen stood there waiting for the men to come over to her, but they never did. Finally she stormed into the arena and marched into her dressing room.

Helen was not easily intimidated, in fact she had never gone into a match thinking that she had any possibility of losing. She had so much self confidence that most people viewed it as arrogance. But ToniAnn made Helen uneasy. She was still confident she could beat the smaller blonde, but she had a strange feeling about it. Aside from being intimidated in the ring, Helen was also intimidated by her looks. Helen remembered back to the tag team match she had participated in against ToniAnn. Helen and her partner Fire were not only beaten handily in the ring, but the crowd idolized ToniAnn in the process. But Helen was determined to not let either of those results happen this time. She was the champ and ToniAnn would learn that lesson well, she thought. Not one to spend much time worrying about what she wore, this time however Helen brought three different outfits with her, undecided on which one to wear. She had her white one piece, her skimpy white bikini, and one suit she had never worn before. It was a white one piece suit, made of very fine nylon mesh, similar to panty hose material. Helen decided to go with that one and slipped it one. It was very revealing, although it did have small pieces of white material, triangular shaped over her groin and two small circles over each nipple. The suit was cut very high on her thighs, but ascended all the way up to her neck. But other than the three small pieces of solid fabric, the suit was completely see through. She adjusted it in the mirror, squirming as she jostled the skin tight suit in place. It showcased her lean body well, but it also squashed her large, 38 inch chest. She finished adjusting the suit and then brushed her hair and fixed her face, making her final preparations before the match. Meanwhile ToniAnn sat in the next room, already dressed and ready to go. She was a striking woman, a free spirit, but a beautiful one at that. She wore a skimpy pink bikini with mint green piping, and looked like a vision as she stood before the mirror. She had a hint of pink blush on her tanned cheeks and a hint of pink lipstick on her moist lips, but was gorgeous even without the make-up. As she stretched her body, a knock came on her door and she headed into the arena.

She burst through the doors and entered the arena, jogging down toward the ring. Just then a knock came on Helen’s door, as she listened to the thunderous ovation her competitor was receiving. Obnoxiously, Helen took her time leaving her dressing room. She slipped on a long, white cape which covered her from her shoulders to her calves, concealing her outfit. She then slowly walked out of her locker room, waiting for the cheers to subside before entering the arena. To her dismay, the cheers grew louder as time passed, the crowd salivating over the beautiful ToniAnn. Finally, in frustration, Helen barreled through the doors and strode regally toward the ring. The crowd greeted her with jeers and ridicule, a greeting not befitting a champion. A scowl stretched across Helen’s face as she sauntered toward the ring, her long cape flowing behind her. She climbed up into the ring and paraded around it before stopping in the middle. She then gracefully lowered her cape to reveal her outfit, receiving only a mild reaction from the crowd. The ploy of unveiling a sexy outfit once in the ring had worked in her previous two matches against Helen and Barbie Doll, winning over the majority of the crowd. But ToniAnn was different, much more alluring than Helen’s two previous opponent’s . Although Helen certainly looked impressive, she too was no match for the feminine yet fit ToniAnn. Helen grew increasingly more annoyed, but vowed to take out her frustrations on her opponent. At 5’3” and 140 lbs., Helen had a significant size advantage over the 5’3”, 115 lb. blonde, and she planned to make the optimal use of that advantage. The announcer climbed into the ring and quieted the crowd before beginning his introduction. “In this corner, the vivacious, TONIANN!”, he crowed to the rumbling applause of the enamored audience. “Vivacious my ass” Helen murmured to herself as the crowd cheered. “And in this corner, the Champion, HELEN!” he announced. Helen stared angrily back at him, “I’m not vivacious, asshole?” she said threateningly as the announcer scampered out of the ring and out of harm’s way. The two women now stood in opposite corners, all of the preliminaries out of the way and nothing left but for the bell to ring, which it did.

Helen trotted briskly out of her corner, circling the ring. This would be her third title defense, and although confident, it was obvious that she did not have the same arrogance which she had against either Fire or Barbie Doll, both easy matches for her. Nonetheless she moved unwaveringly closer to her opponent. ToniAnn did not back down and the two women locked arms in the center of the ring. Helen gradually began to overpower her smaller foe and eventually bent her wrists back, forcing her down to her knees. ToniAnn’s entire body quivered as she struggled to resist Helen’s overpowering push, but the champion forced her down to her knees, twisting ToniAnn’s wrists backward. Upon forcing her to the mat, Helen then kicked her bare foot into ToniAnn’s dimpled stomach, causing the pretty woman to tumble forward. Helen released her hold of ToniAnn’s wrist and stomped on her bowed back, knocking her flat against the floor. She then lifted her foot and stepped onto the side of ToniAnn’s face, mashing her foot into the cheek of the fallen blonde. ToniAnn grunted, but her lips were pressed together like a fish as Helen pressed her foot down harder. The crowd booed as Helen scowled back at them, pleased with herself for getting her opponent in this position. She then lifted her foot of ToniAnn’s face, steadied herself and then dropped downward, pulling her knee out in front of her and aiming for the center of ToniAnn’s back. The agile blonde, however scooted over onto her side, causing Helen’s knee to land harmlessly to the mat. Helen was angry and quickly jumped to her feet, pushing herself up ahead of ToniAnn. she then grabbed the blonde by her golden blonde hair and dragged her over to the side of the ring. She tossed her back against the ropes and immediately rammed her knee into ToniAnn’s sculpted midsection. The blonde bowed forward before Helen then slammed her elbow into the lower portion of ToniAnn’s back, knocking her to the canvas in a painful way. ToniAnn stretched her body so that she could reach the sore spot on her back, but Helen made her pay by kicking her foot forward and landing in her outstretched stomach. ToniAnn rolled over, trying to ease the pain in both her back and stomach as Helen reached down and violently plucked her off of the mat by her hair. ToniAnn had a determined look on her face as the crowd booed the champion while cheering their encouragement to the downtrodden challenger. As she rose to her feet, she tried to propel her head forward into Helen’s midsection, but the shrewd champion lifted her knee and ToniAnn rammed her head into it, knocking her senseless and sending her stumbling forward, bent over. Helen chuckled at the sight of her opponent’s stupor, but the crowd found no such jocularity in the scene. The champion paused for a second to enjoy the sight as the crowd let her know how they felt about it.

ToniAnn was reeling. Her ears were buzzing and her head ached as she shuffled forward while Helen looked on. But that didn’t last long as Helen quickly charged up behind the hobbled challenger and kicked her in the rear end. ToniAnn bumbled forward another step before stumbling and falling. Helen then grabbed her by the feet and dragged her body back into the middle of the ring. She then walked around to her head and grabbed a handful of her hair, pulling her up onto her feet. She left ToniAnn leaning forward but standing, before walking in front of her and pressing the inside of her knees around either side of ToniAnn’s bowed head. Sensing an opportunity, ToniAnn suddenly thrust her body upright, catching Helen while she was leaning forward and thereby launching her into the air. Helen flipped over ToniAnn’s back and landed on her butt, startled by the quick retaliation. ToniAnn quickly turned and scampered over to Helen who was sitting upright. She then quickly wrapped her legs around Helen’s head, trapping her in a leg scissors before falling onto her side to complete the hold. Helen’s head was now thoroughly trapped between ToniAnn’s shapely thighs as the sexy blonde increased the pressure, squeezing her legs tightly together and slowly choking the champion. The crowd erupted into loud cheers as ToniAnn solidified her hold, causing Helen to kick her feet savagely, but still unable to free herself. She stared down at ToniAnn’s painted pink toenails while the sexy blonde crossed her feet, locking the scissor hold in place. Although most of the men in the crowd fantasized about being locked between ToniAnn’s curvaceous legs, to the champion it was a less than desirable position. In fact it was becoming downright painful as ToniAnn clenched her shapely thighs firmly around Helen’s neck. The trapped brunette tried violently to free herself, attempting to pry ToniAnn’s legs apart with her hands unsuccessfully and then just kicking and writhing forcefully. But the more Helen thrashed, the tighter ToniAnn clamped her legs together. The crowd was going nuts, cheering excitedly at the provocative hold, and the ever-popular ToniAnn was reveling in their adulation. She pushed herself up onto her side with one arm, striking a sexy pose while Helen lay below her, slowly losing her energy. After a few minutes, Helen completely lost her exuberance and lay helplessly against the mat. ToniAnn then unlocked her legs, but quickly rolled over toward Helen and clamped her forearm under Helen’s left arm and around her throat. She got up onto her knees, pulling Helen into a kneeling position in front of her. She jerked the champion’s head back, causing her left arm to stick straight up into the air as it was wedged between ToniAnn’s forearm. The blonde bombshell then pulled her arm in tightly toward her body, increasing the pressure on Helen’s jugular and causing her back to arch as she knelt upright. Helen’s large chest bulged out in front of her, and even though it was compressed by her tight suit, it nonetheless jutted forward. ToniAnn, still having a free arm, raised it and quickly snapped a full nelson on Helen, releasing the choke hold but trapping both of the champion’s arms in the air as she clenched her fingers tightly together behind her head. ToniAnn then slowly pushed herself up onto her feet, stretching Helen’s body as she remained kneeling in front of her. As ToniAnn got to her feet, she unleashed four straight knees into Helen’s back, each of them landing directly between her shoulder blades. Helen grunted in pain, her extended body shuddering with each blast. The strain on her face contorted her expression as she grimaced in agony.

ToniAnn was thoroughly enjoying herself, having a fairly easy time with the champion up to this point. She released the full nelson, causing Helen’s body to droop down, although still kneeling. ToniAnn then reached forward and grabbed hold of Helen’s wrists while simultaneously planting her foot between Helen’s shoulder blades. As she pressed her foot forward, she yanked Helen’s arms backward, again stretching the champion’s body. Helen’s chest protruded out in front of her as her shoulders curled back toward ToniAnn, the pressure on her back growing unbearable. Every dimple on Helen’s body was obvious and on display through her see-through suit as ToniAnn stretched her body while the crowd cheered. The feisty Helen, usually screaming in protest under these circumstances, was unusually submissive. Her head hung in front of her, covered by her long, black hair. ToniAnn, on the other hand was beaming, smiling and winking to the cheering throng as she continued to apply more pressure with her foot and pull her victim’s arms back. While ToniAnn continued to stretch the champion, in the back of the arena the door leading to the dressing rooms opened and Fire stuck her head in. She looked up at the ring and smiled, delighting in Helen’s misery. She stared at the action for a few seconds, but her eyes then spanned the crowd. She was searching for her husband, assuming that he might be in the crowd watching. She scanned the entire audience, but could not find him. She stuck her head back inside and closed the door, taking one final glance at the ring. Having extended Helen’s arm long enough, ToniAnn removed her foot and moved closer to the elongated brunette. Dropping her wrists, she quickly applied another full nelson, again forcing Helen’s arms into the air as she locked her own around her head. She plucked Helen up onto her feet and then pushed her forward toward the side ropes. She shoved Helen into them, her breasts resting against the top rope and sagging over them. The crowd delighted at the display and cheered wildly while Helen began to grow angry. She was not only being roughed up by ToniAnn, but the blonde wrestler was now trying to humiliate her. Helen didn’t take kindly to this and began to wriggle, desperately trying to free herself. ToniAnn swayed back and forth with the gyrating champion, but maintained her grip. Furious, Helen tried to push herself off of the ropes so that her chest was not on display, but ToniAnn kept the pressure on her back and would not let up. Finally Helen abruptly dipped her upper body forward and then launched herself backward, sending both herself and ToniAnn into the air in a descending tumble. ToniAnn’s back slammed against the canvas and Helen landed on top of her, jarring the pretty blonde and causing her to release the hold. Helen then sat up, grinding her butt into ToniAnn’s stomach as she leaned forward and grabbed hold of her legs. She wrapped her arms around ToniAnn’s thighs and hauled her legs up into the air, spreading them apart as they rose. Helen now had ToniAnn’s body in the shape of an “L”, her back plastered to the mat and her legs elevated. Helen then lifted her rear end up and began to bounce up and down on ToniAnn’s midsection, mashing it into the blonde’s concave stomach over and over. Just as Helen lifted into the air on one of her bounces however, ToniAnn gathered her strength and rolled backward, lunging her legs toward her head and causing her to somersault, flipping Helen over in the process. When the two women finished rolling, ToniAnn was perched atop Helen and instantly pinned her arms to the mat with her knees. Having subdued her opponent, ToniAnn took a second to compose herself. Helen had hurt her, and she needed a few seconds to regroup. Helen tried to fight free, but ToniAnn’s schoolboy press kept her at bay as the crowd cheered.

ToniAnn looked down at the sneering champion and smiled. Helen lifted her head up and screamed at ToniAnn, but the blonde just giggled, knowing that she was helpless. Helen continued to struggle, but ToniAnn raised one of her hands way up over her head and then drilled it downward, slapping her open hand into the side of Helen’s face. A loud SMACK thundered through the arena from the impact as Helen’s head jerked to the side and she began to whimper. As ToniAnn pulled her hand away, she saw a big, red handprint on the side of Helen’s face. The champion was whining, her face stinging with pain. “Now that looks silly!” taunted ToniAnn, “you need to have a matching hand on your other cheek.” Helen snarled at the gorgeous blonde, but ToniAnn raised her other hand up over head to the encouragement of the crowd. Helen continued to growl at ToniAnn until she saw her hand approaching the side of her face. Helen winced just before ToniAnn’s hand made contact with her cheek and made another loud SMACK. Helen’s head snapped to the side and her whole face vibrated from the violent impact. As Helen’s head eventually rolled back, ToniAnn reminded her of the damage. “There, now you have matching handprints”, she said mockingly. Helen’s eyes got watery and her face grew numb. The red imprint of a hand was obvious on each of her cheeks and her legs drooped down to the mat as she sniveled softly. ToniAnn then reached down with her left hand and grabbed a handful of Helen’s thick, black hair. She plucked her head up off the mat and then sent a powerful right cross into Helen’s jaw. The champion’s eyes rolled back in her head it dropped limply to the canvas. With ToniAnn still nested on Helen’s shoulders, the judge began to count the champion out. The crowd picked up on the count and joined in, “4...5...6”. ToniAnn held her hands in the air and stuck up the appropriate finger for each number, but as the neared the end, she suddenly lifted her knees off of Helen’s shoulders and pulled her head off of the mat, along with her shoulders. The judge stopped the count at nine, realizing the Helen was no longer pinned. It was apparent that ToniAnn was not yet done with the champion, and the crowd, although confused at first, eventually caught on and cheered their hero’s feistiness.

Helen was in a fog, her face was bright red and her thoughts were muddled. ToniAnn slowly rose to her feet, pulling the champion alongside her by the hair. As ToniAnn got up, she cradled her arms beneath Helen’s back and hoisted her body into the air. Helen hung limply from ToniAnn’s arms, her own arms hanging placidly at her sides. ToniAnn paraded the bewildered champion to all four sides of the ring, receiving bursts of applause as she stopped in every side. She then marched back to middle and paused before plunging Helen’s body downward and slamming it against her outstretched knee. Helen let out a loud grunt as her body collapsed over ToniAnn’s leg, dropping sluggishly. ToniAnn acknowledged the roars of the crowd by raising her arms over her head while Helen lay outstretched over her knee. She then bent each of her bent arms and drove each elbow, one at a time, into Helen’s midsection. Helen’s body lifted off of ToniAnn’s leg and then eventually settled back down against the mat just as the blonde warrior pulled her leg back in toward her body and dropped the champion to the mat. Helen was in agony and lay motionless on her back while ToniAnn pushed herself up onto her feet. She walked alongside Helen and lifted her leg across her body, placing her feet on either side of Helen’s abdomen. She looked down at the abused champion and again taunted her. “Well you had your fun against those other wimps, but now it’s time this league had a REAL champion!” she said, just before leaping into the air. ToniAnn pulled her legs out in front of her as she descended and landed her butt squarely into the pit of Helen’s stomach. “HHMMMPPPHHH!” groaned Helen as ToniAnn’s legs landed on her chest and she ended up sitting atop the champion. ToniAnn then slid herself up Helen’s body until she was sitting upon her chest. She looked down at Helen’s red face and then moved her right hand towards it. She placed the fore and index fingers of her right hand into Helen’s nostrils, using her nose as a handle to elevate Helen’s head. She then slid further up, mashing her crotch into Helen’s chin and grinding her butt on top of Helen’s shoulders. Having pinned her firmly to the mat, the judge again began to count, with the crowd quickly joining in even more exuberantly than before. “3...4...5...6” they continued as ToniAnn raised her hands over her head. “Looks like we have a new champion” she said sarcastically to the defeated Helen as the crowd continued, “8...9...10!”. The bell rang to signal the end of the match and ToniAnn pumped her fists into the air over and over, still seated atop Helen. Eventually she pushed herself up, using Helen’s body for leverage. She sauntered around the ring, blowing kisses and posing sexily for the aroused crowd. Helen remained on her back for several minutes, even after ToniAnn had left the ring. She pushed away the medical help angrily, upset at everyone and everything. Eventually she gingerly pushed herself up and hobbled out of the ring, limping back to the dressing room, no longer the champion.

As she entered her room, she was startled to see Fire sitting there waiting for her. “Nice match” Fire said sarcastically. SIf you don’t get out of here, I’m going to kick your ass!” threatened Helen. “Where’s my husband?” asked Fire. “Get the hell out if here!” Helen screamed at Fire as she moved towards her. Fire nervously backed up, but asked again, “Where’s my husband?”. Helen stopped and smiled, “You mean ex-husband, don’t you?” she laughed. “I heard he served you with divorce papers”. Tears began to well up in Fire’s eyes, “where’s my husband?”, she asked again, her voice cracking. “How the hell should I know, I dumped the asshole yesterday” said Helen angrily. Fire was shocked. “He was an idiot and a lousy lover anyway” she said, “now get the hell out of my dressing room”. Fire shuffled bewilderedly out of Helen’s dressing room, even more confused then when she came in. Helen slammed the door behind her and lay down on the couch, her entire body in pain as Fire wandered aimlessly in the hallway.
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