POWA Holiday Tag Team Tournament - Final Match 1 SANTA'S
ELVES vs. THE FLYING FLOWERS
Reaching the locker room after their match, Maggie was the epitome of elation. She continually hugged
her partner Barbie Doll, smiling from ear to ear as she sat down on the sofa. They had just won a great
victory over the tag team of Kim and Marisol, Maggie's most hated rival, and with everything that had been
going on in Maggie's life, she finally had a much needed reason to celebrate. To top it all off, her husband
John was seated right up front and watching the whole thing, which is something he hadn't done in awhile.
Maggie had been worried about John and worried about their marriage. John had been spending a great
deal of time with his late friend Hector's widow, who also happened to be none other than Marisol herself,
which was driving Maggie crazy. Maggie despised Marisol and their rivalry was legendary, so to see her
husband spending so much time with her was maddening. But Hector's dying wish was for John to look
after his wife and make sure that she was okay. John took that responsibility very seriously; too seriously
as far as Maggie was concerned, and that had been putting a great strain on their marriage. Maggie had
even entertained the possibility that John and Marisol were having an affair, a thought which had forced her
into a mild state of depression.
But when the POWA suggested that Barbie Doll and Maggie form a tag team, Barbie Doll helped to
resurrect Maggie's confidence and state of mind. She convinced Maggie to get back into training and back
into the ring, which was the first step to helping her feel better about herself. The next step was for them
to compete together, which Barbie Doll pursued for the team. Once she learned that they would be facing
Marisol and Kim in the first round, Barbie Doll made sure that Maggie's motivation grew even stronger.
She convinced Maggie that this would allow her the opportunity to face Marisol in the ring once again and
provide the chance to put her demons behind her.
It was a great plan, even more so now that it had been successfully carried out. By beating Marisol, with
John watching and cheering, Maggie's depression had now easily melted away. But as the time passed after
the match and Barbie Doll left the locker room to take a quick shower, leaving Maggie to sit back quietly,
relax and come back to reality.
While the victory was great one, she was now faced with the reality of having to wrestle another match in
just a short while. Though she had trained hard for this match, it was not long enough for her body to get
into the best physical shape possible. So even though her psyche was in excellent condition, physically she
was not quite in such great shape.
The first match had been a very tough and physically demanding. Maggie had taken a fair amount of
punishment at the hands of her rival and was now paying for it as she finally had a chance to calm down.
Her body was tired, drained of energy, her muscles sore, her limbs aching. She knew that it would be
difficult to motivate herself physically for the next match, difficult to sustain the level of energy she needed
in order to win, and so she began to grow nervous. But Maggie was also very grateful to her partner,
Barbie Doll, knowing that she would never have come this far without her. So although tired and sore, she
was determined not to her let her down in the second match.
Maggie got up, grabbed a towel and headed for the Stream Room, yelling into her partner to let her know
where she was going. She hoped that if she could sit in the steam and relax for awhile, maybe her aching
body might rejuvenate. She was so anxious to let the steam go to work on her aching body that she did not
wear a robe or even carry a towel with her as she walked down the corridor and into the small room,
turning up the steam before taking a seat. She then removed her strapless bikini top, pulling it up and over
her head as her large chest bounced freely from beneath it. She then leaned back, wearing only the red,
bikini bottom of her elf outfit, closing her eyes and trying to relax. Maggie sat quietly, letting the steam
relax her as she began to unwind. But a few short minutes later, the door opened and in walked the Flying
Flowers.
Maggie opened her eyes and saw the two, young Japanese women, knowing that they would be her next
opponent. She sat up as they entered, glaring menacingly at them. Iris and Lily smiled back at her, each
wearing a fluffy, terry cloth robe as they strutted happily into the room. They contrast between the 46 year
old Maggie and the 22 year old sisters quickly became apparent, in a number of ways.
The younger women giggled and chitchatted in Japanese as they found a spot on the bench directly across
from Maggie, not paying much attention to her. But Maggie watched their every move, glaring openly at
them in a menacing way, even though they did not notice. As they stood up, each of the youngsters then
removed her robe, revealing their taut and trim, 22 year old bodies. Maggie continued to stare, trying not to
show the jealousy she felt as the Flying Flowers took a seat n the wooden bench.
No words were exchanged between them for the first few minutes, Iris and Lily continuing their lively
conversation in Japanese. Maggie watched suspiciously as they laughed loudly while talking, assuming
they were talking about her. She grew more irritated with each passing remark, and finally could take no
more. Staring at them, she sat up and with a loud voice, shouted across sternly in her nasal drawl.
"If you're going to stay here and talk… please speak English!"
The two young women stopped, each staring silently back at her with a blank face. Maggie then made
another assumption, that neither understood a word she said. Shaking her head, she sat back, mumbling to
herself, but loud enough for the two to hear.
"Stupid kids…."
But to her surprise, the remark was not only understood, but also struck a nerve with Lily, who stood up
and walked over to confront Maggie.
"We not stupid…. You stupid!"
Maggie looked up, shocked to see the youngster speak English. She was flabbergasted for a moment,
sitting with her mouth open. Lily's pleasant demeanor had quickly changed as she waited for a further
reaction, inching closer before Iris grabbed her and handed her robe to her before pushing her towards the
door. But not before Lily turned back to Maggie and in a threatening voice, warned,
"We gonna beat you fat lady…then you see how stupid we are!"
With that, the two Japanese women left the Steam Room, leaving Maggie alone once again. Maggie sat
quietly for several more minutes, trying not to let this incident bother her, nor to get too excited about what
had just happened. She knew that she needed to relax as much as she could, her muscles slowly beginning
to ache less than they had earlier. The heat felt so good that she sat back, laying her head against the top of
the bench as she let the vapors continue to work on her body.
Time passed before Maggie was startled when Barbie Doll walked in and shook her, waking her from a
sound sleep. Maggie had been out cold, falling asleep in the steamy locker.
"Come on Maggie. We're on in just a few minutes!'
Maggie was shaken and disoriented as she stood up, her body overheated and dripping wet. It took her a
few seconds to regain her balance before she grabbed her top and pulled it back over her head and then
walked with Barbie back into their locker room. They locked arms so that Barbie helped the still shaky
Maggie regain her balance, guiding her into the small bathroom within their locker room. Maggie looked
at herself in the mirror, seeing the sweat drip off of her now red face. She slapped some cold water on her
face and chest, which helped to revive her, but within seconds of wiping herself down with a towel, she
was once again dripping with her own sweat.
Again Maggie splashed her face, but the knock on the door let her know that it was too late to do anything
further. So she splashed some more cold water on herself, toweled off quickly and then she and Barbie
headed toward the entrance to the arena. As they stood at the door, Barbie Doll helped Maggie to fix her
Elf hat before grabbing Maggie's hand for support. They interlocked fingers as Barbie asked her partner if
she was okay. Maggie paused for a moment, but then nodded her head and smiled, encouraging Barbie to
let out a sigh of relief. Barbie squeezed Maggie's hand tightly as a sign of encouragement as the music
began to blare loudly and the ring announcer began to speak.
"Ladies and Gentleman… it is now time for the final round of our Tag Team
Tournament!!!!
Introducing once again…. the winners of our fist match this evening…. weighing a combined 298
pounds… the crafty veterans….
SANTA'S ELVES!!!!!"
They ran the first few steps holding hands, but then Barbie released as she lifted both arms over her head to
wave to the cheering crowd as Maggie trailed closely behind. Moving more slowly than her partner,
Maggie also looked a bit disheveled as she made her way to ring, drifting a few feet behind her spry partner
who had already climbed up and into the ring. Barbie held out her hand and helped Maggie in as the two
waved to the respectable cheers from the crowd.
But the lights then lowered once again as the music blared and the announcer began to speak.
"And their opponents for this final match….
The winners of our second match…. weighing a combined 260 pounds… the young and energetic….
FLYING FLOWERS!!!!!"
The youngsters burst through the doors to loud, triumphant cheers from the crowd. They ran
enthusiastically down to the ring as they slapped hands with several fans, their jackets open to reveal their
fit bodies as they charged forward.
The pretty youngster's were well coordinated too, each wearing the same bikini, though in different colors.
Lily wore a green bikini and was barefoot, her finger and toenails painted the same green color as her
outfit. Iris wore a blue bikini and was also barefoot, her nails painted the blue color of her suit. Each also a
the flower for which they airbrushed onto their big toes and forefingers, making a cute fashion statement.
The crowd loved their energy and continued to cheer as the smiling youngster's climbed up into the ring.
Barbie and Maggie stood in their corner, Barbie a bit taken aback by the raucous welcome their opponents
were receiving.
But despite facing them in the ring, Barbie Doll had heard that the two Japanese girls were actually quite
nice and friendly, so she looked forward to a good match. But as Lily and Iris made their way around the
ring, walking ominously close to Santa Elf's corner, Barbie was very surprised to see the expression on the
faces of her opponents' change to one of disdain. Iris and Lily sneered across at the holiday clad veterans,
angry scowls on their faces. Barbie was surprised at the reaction, looking across at Maggie and seeing her
angry scowl right back at them. Barbie wasn't sure what was going on, but she quickly surmised that there
was some history here which she was not privy too. She wasn't aware of the Steam Room incident, and so
she did not realize the cause for the contempt which they displayed towards Maggie and indirectly, Barbie
as well.
But Barbie didn't worry much about it as she moved closer to Maggie, each removing their elf hat and
placing it on the ring post as they stood side by side. Maggie was still perspiring heavily, her face still red
as they looked at each other, Maggie asking who should start the match. While it was phrased as a
question, it almost seemed like a plea from the older wrestler to her partner. Barbie quickly picked up on
that and nodded her head to indicate that she would start things off.
Maggie stepped between the ropes, as did Lily on the opposite side as the lights dimmed, the announcer
climbing out of the ring as the bell rang to signal the start of the match. Maggie looked out into the crowd
as she stood on the ring apron, anxious to greet her husband, but was surprised to see his seat empty. The
action was now underway however, so her attention quickly tuned back into the ring.
While much attention had been paid by Barbie to the 46 year old Maggie's physical state, at 38 years of
age, she wasn't exactly feeling very chipper either. While she was in much better shape than her partner,
she wasn't nearly as young or energetic as either of her 22 year old opponents. And that was very obvious
by the approach each took to start the match.
Barbie hunched forward, moving slowly forward, almost as if stalking her prey. Iris however wasted no
time and quickly charged forward, jumping up and delivering a dropkick toward her opponent. But Barbie
was alert enough to scamper to the side, causing Iris to fall harmlessly to the mat before rolling over and
getting quickly back up and onto her feet.
The crowd cheered the attempt, but the move had allowed Barbie to move in and wrap her arm around Iris's
head and place her in a front headlock before she could get completely to her feet, giving Barbie the
advantage. Barbie dragged her opponent forward a few feet before lifting her arm and dropping her
forearm into Iris's back, which was wide open in front of her. Iris groaned softly as she dropped to one
knee, allowing Barbie to grab hold of her wrist and quickly twist Iris's arm out to her side in a painful
hold.
Barbie jumped up and down a couple of times while further twisting Iris's wrist to emphasize and tighten
her grip, allowing the crowd to cheer and respond to the action. Iris slapped at her trapped and twisted
upper arm, but Barbie then gave a quick jerk, flipping her onto her back as she set up alongside her.
Barbie Doll pulled Iris up into a seated position before coming up behind her and wrapping her arm
beneath Iris's chin. But the agile youngster was able to reach up with her hands, grabbing two handfuls of
Barbie's thick, curly hair while pulling her forward and sending her flipping her through the air. Barbie
soared forward, landing on her back in front of Iris, vulnerable to an attack.
Iris did not disappoint and hopped forward, grabbing a handful of hair on either side of Barbie's head before
yanking her onto her feet. Iris pulled Barbie to the side ropes, within a few feet of where her sister Lily
was standing before slapping Lily's hand. With the tag completed, Iris then whipped Barbie across the ring
by the arm before climbing out of the ring. Lily had already climbed beneath the ropes and into the ring as
Barbie raced across forward, bouncing off of the opposite side before being met by a devastating drop kick
from the bare feet of the airborne Lily.
Barbie's legs lifted out from under her and she sailed forward as her back plunged toward the mat, the
crowd erupting into cheers upon her hard landing. Barbie's body ached form the powerful kick, which
landed on her right shoulder, just above her breast. But Lily wasted no time and in typical Flying Flowers
fashion, yanked her off of the mat by the hair, pulling her towards the corner where Iris stood. Lily tried to
lock Barbie's arm behind her head in a half nelson while reaching forward and tag her sister, but did not
concentrate enough on securing the hold, allowing Barbie to break free and quickly deliver a knee into her
ribs, bending her in half. Iris had climbed only halfway between the ropes by this point, so Barbie was able
to also grab her in a side headlock, yanking her the rest of the way in.
The crowd again erupted at Barbie's skillful turnaround, the veteran hauling Iris in toward the center of the
ring as the referee escorted Lily out onto the ring apron. Barbie looked across at Maggie who was smiling
widely and now looked anxious to join the fray. So Barbie raced forward, pulling Iris alongside of her. As
they reached the corner, Barbie released the headlock, sending the top of Iris's head smashing into the
turnbuckle and then launching her backward and down to the mat. Barbie then slapped Maggie's hand, who
had already begun to make her way up to the top rope.
With Iris now stretched out below her, Maggie continued climbing until finally reaching the top and
balancing herself on the ropes, the crowd roaring in anticipation. Maggie then leaped forward in a spread,
swan dive, anxious to splash her body across that of her opponent and potentially finish her off. But as
Maggie descended, her eyes opened wide in terror as Iris had recovered enough to lift her legs up and fold
her knees into her chest, her feet positioned directly in Maggie's landing path.
Feeling the brunt of Maggie's weight on her feet, Iris drove her legs up, plunging her feet into Maggie's
abdomen, just below her ribcage. The crowd gasped as Maggie's body folded in half around Iris's legs,
which seemed to descend into the depths of Maggie's bowels. Maggie made a loud, muffled gurgling noise
before bumbling to the canvas and rolling over into a fetal position.
Iris got to her feet, rubbing the top of her head as the crowd grew placid, murmuring about the devastating
blow to the older wrestler. But iris showed little concern, or remorse, instead grabbing hold of Maggie's
right ankle and dragging her large, sweaty body across the ring. She then slapped hands with her sister,
who herself had begun to ascend the ropes in the corner. With Maggie helpless below her, Lily leaped into
the air before pulling her knee out on front of her as she descended upon her prey. The crowd jumped to
their feet in preparation for the landing before Lily drove her shin into the center of Maggie's already
agonized midsection.
"BBWWAAWWHH!"
Blubbered Maggie as her body shook like jelly while being pinned to the canvas, Lily's knee bent leg
squashing her tummy as it pressed down against it. The crowd screamed with excitement as Lily thrust her
arms over her head and let out a primal scream herself , her exuberance matched only by Maggie's
suffering. But Lily did not take too long to celebrate, instead getting to her feet and grabbing a hold of
Maggie's short, black hair in the process. She plucked the ailing Maggie up, pulling her face close to her
own, staring intensely into Maggie's pretty though forlorn eyes.
"Stupid kid eh? We see now!"
Maggie's eyes showed her anguished surprise at the remark, desperation stretched across her face as she
stared back at the youngster. Maggie knew that she had already paid for the remark she had made to the
girls earlier, but it was soon obvious that she wasn't done paying just yet.
Before she knew what happened, Lily grabbed her by the wrist and whipped her across the ring, her body
racing forward as much by reflex as anything. Maggie's large chest bounced wildly from beneath her
strapless top as she dipped into the ropes before catapulting off of them. As she approached the center of
the ring, there was Lily, standing with one leg lifted in front of her, her foot acting as a battering ram to
Maggie's battered midsection. The slack, clammy skin of Maggie's middle seemed to engulf Lily's foot,
swallowing it whole.
"BBLLOOUUUFFF"
Maggie bellowed loudly before folding up like a tent as she dropped to both knees, clutching tightly onto
her wounded abdomen. But Lily did not hesitate to keep the attack going, again yanking the agonized
Maggie to her feet. Lily walked her back to the side of the ring, clenching tightly onto her wrist and then
again tossing her across the ring by the arm. Maggie was huffing and puffing as she barreled forward, her
body jiggling wildly as she again dipped into the ropes.
Ricocheting off of them, it did not take long before Maggie was greeted by a bowed Lily, who submarined
her into the air. Maggie flipped in midair before crashing painfully on her tailbone, her legs spreading
apart in front of her as her head dipped backward.
The crowd was alive, cheering the fast paced action as Maggie sat on the canvas, her body in agony. She
was panting heavily, unable to catch her breath as she tried desperately to respire. She felt completely
overwhelmed, almost as if she were being drowned and unable to stop it. And before she could breathe
easily, Lily again plucked her up by the wrist and again tossed her forward.
Maggie's chest had begun to bounce so freely that it appeared as if it were about to burst free from her top
at any second. In fact the white, faux fur piping which lined her top became unglued and hung from the left
side of her suit, dangling toward her legs as she lumbered forward. This time however she was thrown
toward the corner, her shoulders smacking into the turnbuckle as her head snapped backward upon impact.
Barbie looked on, very concerned and realizing that her partner needed help and needed it now. Maggie's
skin was pale white, her face devoid of color as her stout frame descended into the ropes, the lights
sparkling form the rivers of perspiration which dripped off of her. Barbie was concerned, so much so in
fact the she feared Maggie might soon suffer a heart attack from the torturous pace of the attack. So she
slowly climbed through the ropes and snuck into the ring before racing toward Lily, who had her back to
the Doll. But the Flying Flowers exceptional teamwork was once again proven as Iris alerted her sister to
the impending attack, allowing Lily to be able to quickly turn and dip low enough so that she submarined
Barbie, sending her flipping through the air and dropping painfully to the mat, just below the ropes.
With Barbie joining the match illegally, Iris also entered the fray, focusing on Maggie, who was sagging
deeper and deeper from the corner. Grabbing her by the wrist she dragged Maggie by the arm to the center
of the ring before spinning Maggie around. Maggie orbited around the youngster twice, her body bobbing
with each step before Iris released her grip and sent Maggie barreling toward the opposite side ropes. As
Maggie ran forward, the white fur hung on her suit seemed to literally hang on by only by a thread,
floundering wildly as her whole body shook with each step.
Falling into the ropes, Maggie tried to grab hold, but was unable to as she once again returned toward her
attacker. Lily was once again waiting for her, but seeing Maggie's desperately blowing air from her body,
Lily snatched her wrist and again spun her around by the arm for a couple of rotations. By this time
Maggie's chest was bouncing too wildly, her top unable to contain her as her right breast burst from beneath
her strapless top as the crowd erupted into boisterous cheers.
Maggie felt as if she were about to pass out, no oxygen getting to her lungs as she wheezed sickly while
circling her attacker. But Lily soon released the hold of her wrist and sent her plodding toward the ropes.
Maggie could barely stay on her feet as she once again dipped into the ropes, trying desperately to grab
hold of anything. But she was too weak and out of breath, instead launching back toward both sisters, who
greeted her with a double clothesline.
Maggie collapsed into a heap, rolling over and covering her bare right breast with her arms as her body
shuddered with each deep breath she took. The crowd was ecstatic at having seen Maggie revealed and
showed their appreciation by giving a raucous ovation to the 2 Japanese warriors.
But Lily and Iris were not done yet, turning their attention now toward Barbie Doll, who had received
several vicious kicks from Lily after being thrown to the mat. Barbie was slowly getting to her feet, but the
youngsters each grabbed her by an arm, standing on either side of the trapped Doll before yanking her up to
her feet. They pulled her two arms away from her body before each dipped down and whirled, twisting
Barbie's arm a full rotation. Barbie was now completely upright, her arms pulled away from her on either
side and twisted painfully as the Flowers kept her at bay.
Barbie grimaced from the painful hold, her back arched to try and relieve some of the pressure. But almost
as if stealing a scene from the movie "All the Marbles", the Flying Flowers began to pelt Barbie's dimpled
midsection with their knees, alternating turns as they drove into their knees into her ribs, side and belly
while keeping her arms stretched tightly apart.
Trapped and double teamed, Barbie was helpless as her fuzzy, dimpled tummy was pounded over and over.
She bobbed with each blow, her face cringing as she was pummeled over and over. With Maggie out of it
in the center of the ring, Barbie was easy prey for the vicious double team, which was quickly taking the
wind out of her.
Finally, having delivered a couple of dozen blows, the Flying Flowers again whirled beneath Barbie's
outstretched arms, this time flipping her to the mat between them. Barbie landed on her back, where she
settled before curling into a ball, moaning softly. Iris then stood over Barbie, lifting her bare foot and
planting it on the forehead of the wounded Doll. With a forceful shove, she rolled Barbie onto her back
again before placing her foot on top of Barbie's throat.
Across the ring, Lily pushed Maggie onto her back using her bare foot as well. Maggie had tucked her
large bosom back into her bikini top before being sprawled onto her back. With Maggie laying flat, her
chest still heaving form her heavy breathing, her arms laying limply over her head, Lily planted her bare
foot down onto Maggie's throat, just as her sister had done. The green nail polish on her toes contrasted
sharply to the pale and clammy skin of her opponent, as she glared down at her older, defeated foe.
"Who stupid now!!!
Lily smiled widely, satisfied that she had defended her honor against Maggie as she looked across at her
sister, who was pressing her foot down onto Barbie's throat as well. The blue nail polish and air brushed
flower on Lily's big toe shone brightly under the spotlights as it choked Barbie, who kicked and jostled for
a short while, but was unable to get free. The ten count went quickly and the bell soon rang, signaling the
end of the match and the first defeat for the new tag team of Maggie and Barbie Doll. A sound defeat at the
hands of younger, more adept team, and one which neither would soon forget.
SANTA'S
ELVES vs. THE FLYING FLOWERS 
