Maggie boarded the Amtrak train, bought a glass of white wine and then settled back into a window seat. She had a long, 18 hour ride ahead of her, but she had plenty
to ponder in that time. She had just come from visiting her mother in Mobile, Alabama and was concerned for her. Maggie's mother, Leona, had spent the night in the
hospital, and Maggie had come down to visit her in the hospital and then spend a few days with her after she was discharged. Having accomplished that and assuring
that her mom was okay, Maggie headed back home on the train. Leona had told Maggie that she fell down the stairs, and as a result was pretty banged up. Although she
suffered no serious injuries, Maggie was suspicious of her mother's explanation for her injuries and pondered the possibilities. Just a few months ago, Maggie and John
had come to visit Leona and celebrated her 65th birthday together. Leona was extremely energetic, exuberant and up-beat during that visit and Maggie was pleasantly
surprised at her. She had joined several aerobics classes, had begun to exercise vigorously every day and seemed to have scores of new friends. But on this last visit,
even taking into account her injuries, Leona seemed very angry and bitter. Maggie was not sure what was going on, but she was very skeptical of her mom's
explanation. As she sunk back into her seat and took a sip of wine, her mind wandered back to her teenage years and forced her to dig up some painful memories she
had repressed for many, many years.
Despite many happy years together, Leona and her husband, Maggie's dad, split up when Maggie was 13 years old. Her father raised her and she never really saw
much of her mother until the past few years, after her dad had passed away. Maggie remembered the night they broke up vividly. As she sat in her room, she heard
them arguing loudly. It resulted in Leona packing her bags, kissing Maggie good-bye and leaving for good. Several years later Maggie found out the reason for the
argument. To her amazement, her mother was a wrestler. She had been offered a long term contract to tour the country with a national wrestling organization, and she
wanted to accept it. Maggie's dad had accepted the fact that his wife had an "unusual" career, but was not willing to uproot his family so that Leona could travel the
country to pursue it. He put his foot down and Leona did the same, resulting in their break-up. Although Leona sent Maggie post cards from all over the country and
always called on her birthday and holidays, Maggie didn't see her mother again until she was married. Even after that, she only saw her once every few years. Maggie
tried to follow her mother's career, but living in the Northeast, it was difficult. Leona was based in the Southeast, and Maggie's dad discouraged her from attempting to
gather information on her mom. But after she got married, Maggie became a wrestler herself, and was able to learn bits and pieces about her mom. She found out that
Leona was relatively successful, wrestling the majority of the time in Alabama, Tennessee and other Southeastern states. She had even had matches against some of the
most popular wrestlers of her time, including Cora Combs, Kay Noble and even Joyce Grable. Although Leona never achieved the level of notoriety which those women
did, she was fairly well known in that part of the country. Maggie never discussed Leona's wrestling with her mom. The entire situation was too painful and
uncomfortable for each of them. In fact, Maggie never even told her mom that she was a wrestler herself. And since Maggie lived in New York and Leona lived in
Alabama, they still did not see each other often enough to develop a close relationship. Nonetheless, after her father's death, Maggie made an effort to visit her mom at
least one or twice per year.
Although they were never close, and they lived in different parts of the country, the resemblance, both physically and emotionally, were striking. Maggie looked just like
her mom. She was a few inches taller, but they had the same face, bone structure and body type. When they were together, it was apparent that they were mother and
daughter. And Maggie also inherited her mother's competitive nature and perseverance. Leona was not known as a great technical wrestler, but what she lacked in
strength and skill, she made up for with tenacity and determination. She wrestled until she was in her early 50's, but was used as a stepping-stone in the latter part of her
career. She was often paired against younger, more skilled wrestlers and her fan base gradually deteriorated. Eventually she was forced out of wrestling, against her
will, by the promoters. But what defined her throughout most of her career, was her rivalry with a woman named Annie. Leona and Annie had many epic battles over
the years, and that is what was remembered most about her. Leona and Annie, although never friends, eventually obtained a mutual respect for each other. In fact,
when Leona was looking for a place to settle down in Alabama, it was Annie who introduced her to the senior community she now lived in. Annie also lived in the
community, but the two women never socialized together. They were cordial when they met on the street or in the development's social club, but they rarely fraternized
together. Annie had achieved a level of success in wrestling which Leona aspired to, but was never able to attain. In fact for some of their matches the outcome was
pre-determined by the promoters, and Annie was always picked as the winner. Leona was able to beat her rival a few times, but Annie definitely had the upper hand
over the long haul. That hint of resentment was always apparent in Leona when they crossed paths, just as the hint of arrogance was apparent in Annie. And to top it all
off, Annie retired several years before Leona and was regarded as one of the elder stateswoman of wrestling, while Leona was remembered as a washed-up woman
who hung on too long. But not familiar with her mother's personal life, Maggie was unaware of any of this. And yet she still had suspicions that her mother had given
wrestling on more try, and paid the price for it. Her suspicions, it turns out, were right on the money.
Annie, and to a lesser extent Leona, were celebrities in the development. Several of the single men in the senior complex were women's wrestling fans and had seen the
two of them in action in their earlier days. They formed a kind of informal club, and about once per month or so they would gather at Annie's apartment and watch tapes
of her matches, then head over to the recreation building to have a few drinks and chat. Over the years Annie had many of her bouts filmed, and she had an extensive
video library of her matches. Leona's matches on the other hand, appeared much less frequently on film, and she had never kept copies of the few matches which were
anyway. But nonetheless, Leona joined the group and enjoyed answering questions afterward in the rec. center. The group steadily increased in popularity to the point
where there were about 25 people who participated in the monthly viewing. During the last get together, Annie waited until everyone arrived, and then stood in front of
the television. "As many of you know, both Leona and I wrestled, even though in the past we have only been watching tapes of me. Well this month I have a special
surprise. I found a copy of one of our matches against each other so that's what we'll be watching tonight". Leona was shocked, but the men were delighted at seeing
the two women face off against each other. Annie put the tape in the VCR and then moved out of the way as it began. The match was grueling, almost a full 30 minutes
of action packed wrestling. It was also pretty even for the first 20 minutes or so, with each of them getting in their shots. But Leona eventually wore down and Annie
assumed control of the final 10 minutes, dishing out a great deal of punishment to her counterpart. Leona was a little embarrassed, and a little annoyed at Annie for not
warning her of the surprise. As they sat in the rec. center after the tape was over, the conversation got lively. "You two ever think about going at it one last time?" one
of the men asked. "Yeah, we'd love to see that!" chimed in another. The two women, sitting on separate ends of the room, stared across at each and shrugged. "Come
on, we'll make all the arrangements. We'll have a ring set-up in the rec. center and take care of everything!" begged a third man. Leona looked back at Annie, "So,
what do you think?" she asked. Annie looked back and smiled, "Why not.". The men then all smiled and were aroused at the realization that they would be getting a
chance to re-live their youth through the wrestling women.
Leona went home that night and dug out one of her old wrestling costumes. She finally found it, packed away in one of the boxed she hadn't touched in years. She
disrobed and attempted to put it on. With a good deal of twisting and squirming, she was able to wriggle into it, although it was so tight that it was cutting off her
circulation. The match was still two weeks away, enough time for her to fit into the suit, she thought. She continued her vigorous exercise regimen, but also dieted
ferociously over the course of the two weeks. The night before the match she tried it on again, and although still a little tight, it was wearable. She smiled as she stood in
front of the mirror, visualizing her chance to get back in the ring. Leona got little sleep that night, but the next day went quickly and she found herself in the ladies room
of the rec. center, changing into her costume right next to Annie. The male members of the club had done a wonderful job getting the room set-up. They had rented and
installed a professional size wrestling ring and set-up several rows of seats on each side. To the surprise of both ladies, most of the seats were filled with men from the
complex, and even a few of the women since obviously the word had spread. Leona slipped on her suit and then sat down to tie her boots. She wore a one piece,
leopard skin leotard with matching boots. It was very conservatively cut, just like the suits all off the women wrestlers used to wear. She stood up and looked herself
over in the mirror. She wore too much make-up and too much perfume, as do most women her age, but nonetheless Leona looked very pretty. She stood 5'7" and
weighed 185 lbs. with short, dark brown hair and the same twinkling brown eyes her daughter Maggie. It was also plain to see where Maggie got her physical assets
from by looking at Leona's ample bust. Her body was somewhat loose and flabby, but she was still in better shape than most women her age. Her face was also a little
baggy and wrinkled, but that added to her charm. Annie stood up next to Leona and began to check herself over in the mirror as well. She was wearing a very tight, red,
one piece suit, cut very similarly to Leona's. But Annie's body was in remarkable shape for a 66 year old woman, in fact most women in their 40's would kill for a body
like Annie's, including Leona's daughter Maggie. Annie had long, jet black hair which she styled so that it was high on top and flipped at her shoulders. She wore no
make up, but didn't need it since her face was tanned and remarkably wrinkle free with a healthy complexion. She had big blue eyes and full, moist lips and her body
was in excellent condition. Mother nature had been kind to Annie and she looked 20 years younger than her actual age. The two women looked across at each other and
smiled, Leona's expression unable to hide her anxiety as she frantically plotted her impending strategy. Luckily for Leona her thoughts were too pre-occupied with the
match to focus on appearances, because Annie was the much more attractive of the two. Annie, along with being physically more attractive than her counterpart, also
had the more confident look in her eyes as she smiled back at Leona. "Well, just like the old days" she said to her. "You know I'm not going to take it easy on you in
there!" she warned, to which Leona replied in her sweet, nasally drawl, "I don't expect you to, and neither will I". And with that the two women walked out of the ladies
room together and headed for the ring to the cheers of the small yet boisterous, elderly crowd.
Leona reached the ring first and climbed the stairs before ducking beneath the ropes and stepping into the ring. She waved to the crowd before walking toward her
corner and beginning to stretch her arms behind her. Annie reached the top of the stairs, but unlike Leona, she placed her hands on the top rope and then leaped over it
in a single bound, showboating. Leona smirked at the sight, but the crowd loved it and cheered Annie's athleticism. Leona looked out into the crowd and recognized all of
the faces of the people from the complex. She was surprised to see 5 or 6 of the women sitting there as well. But there was one face in the back row she did not
recognize, and the gentleman was too young to be from the complex. Unfazed though, she turned her attention back into the ring. Jimmy, one of the men from the
development then climbed into the ring to the cheers of the crowd. He was in his 70's, but he was a spry old man and in very good shape. He had been picked to referee
the match, fulfilling a life long wish of being in the ring during a women's match. The two women met him in the middle and then Annie spoke. "Okay Jimmy now
remember, we both know the rules and agree to them, so your only job is to count out the loser, okay?". Jimmy smiled widely and shook his head. "Are you ready
Leona?" Annie asked politely. Leona shook her head and then the two women shook hands before turning back to their corners. Although they were both polite and
professional, if there previous matches were any indication of what was to come, that would be the end of the niceties. The crowd was buzzing as the two women
bounced up and down in their corners, anxious to get started. Jimmy then raised his hand and dropped it, "Okay, let's go!" he said, and with that the two women made
their way out of their respective corners.
Leona leaned forward and stuck her hands out in front of her in a classic wrestling stance as she slowly worked her way around the ring. Annie on the other hand
skipped forward as she quickly moved toward Leona at a lively pace. The two women hooked up near the side ropes and locked arms, each struggling for position. The
shook each other back and forth for a few seconds before Leona stepped to the side and hip-tossed Annie to the mat. Annie quickly rolled onto her side and stood up
before Leona could reach her. She dusted herself off and then lunged back toward her. Leona raised her arms and they again clenched near the side of the ring. This
time however Annie stomped her boot down onto Leona's foot, causing her drop her rams and bow forward. Annie then immediately wrapped her arms around Leona's
waist and scooped her off the mat, flipping her body into the air. She fell backward, tossing Leona to the mat and completing the Giant Suplex. The small crowd was
amazed at the strength and agility of both women and applauded passionately. Leona had arched her back and taken the brunt of the fall on her shoulders and butt, just
as she had been trained to many years ago. She slid forward several feet before coming to a halt and then rolled onto her side and pushed herself up onto her feet. But
before she could rise completely, Annie had charged over and trapped her in a side headlock, wrapping her forearm under Leona's chin. She placed her right hand on
Leona's left cheek and with a quick jerk, twisted Leona's head to the side. Leona, still hunched forward, felt her neck being wrenched and the strain showed on her
face as Annie applied more pressure. As Annie locked her arm in place, her biceps began to bulge, evidencing the great shape she was in. She continued to twist
Leona's head while slowly walking forward toward the ropes. Reaching the side of the ring, she lifted Leona's head up and then dropped it down against the top rope.
Alertly, Leona had hoisted her arms up and was able to lay them on top of the rope as well. Annie then pressed down on the back of Leona's head, forcing her throat
down against the rope. The pressure however was diminished by the fact that Leona's armpits were also resting on the rope, preventing her head from dipping down far
enough to completely choke her. Her body bobbed up and down as Annie pushed harder and harder, her arms laying listlessly over the rope. Finally, realizing that she
was not achieving the desired results, Annie quickly released Leona's head and then promptly grabbed hold of the rope with both hands. She gave it a quick tug in
toward the ring, launching Leona off of the rope and shooting her back into the ring. Leona soared backward before dropping to the mat, but she curled her back so that
she somersaulted over on her back and ended up face down. She pushed herself up onto all fours, shaken but not hurt. By knowing how to fall properly, she was able to
cushion her landings and so was not injured.
Annie quickly walked over to the still kneeling Leona and grabbed hold of her hair, but before she could do anything, Leona wrapped her arm around Annie's leg and
pulled her down. Annie fell straight back and sprawled on the mat as Leona pushed herself up onto her feet, still clutching Annie's leg. She positioned herself so that her
right leg was resting up against the outside of Annie's elevated leg. She then wrapped her left leg around the inside of Annie's leg, thereby trapping it between her
thighs. She then grabbed hold of Annie's boot with her hands and give it an abrupt twist. Annie began to slap her arms against the mat as she howled with pain, her leg
buckling from the painful hold. Leona leaned forward, loosened her grip and then quickly jerked it again. Annie again slapped her hands against the mat and shrieked as
Leona kept the pressure on. After several seconds Leona loosened her grip again, but this time Annie pulled her leg back in toward her body and then hastily pushed it
forward, kicking the sole of her boot into Leona's soft belly and knocking her backward. She stumbled back against the ropes and then sluggishly bounced off of them as
Annie rose to her feet. Her leg was in pain which caused her to limp slightly, but she nonetheless made her way over to the staggering Leona. She reached forward, but
Leona acted quickly and grabbed hold of her right wrist. In one motion, she flipped Annie's arm under her body as she spiraled under it, winding her opponent's arm out
alongside her. Annie bent forward, Leona with a tight grip on her wrist as she twirled it around, winding Annie's arm in the process. She stood alongside, facing her
crouched opponent, gripping her wrist with both hands. Leona jarred Annie's arm up and down, putting more pressure on her already sprained arm. The muscles bulged
from Annie's arm as it was coiled by Leona, her bobbed head bouncing up and down with each jolt. Leona then twirled herself beneath Annie's arm one more time, this
time flipping her into the air and sending her landing on her back. Leona kept the hold on Annie's arm, but loosened it for a second to adjust her grip. But that was all the
time Annie needed as she kicked her legs up into the air and as they landed, she lifted her back off of the mat enough so that the momentum pushed her up onto her
feet.
A stunned Leona stood motionless as Annie quickly went to work. She instantly lifted her knee into Leona's yielding stomach, causing her to grunt as she doubled over.
Annie then moved in and placed the inside of her knees against Leona's bowed head. She then jumped into the air, squeezing her legs tightly around Leona's head. She
descended quickly, driving Leona's face into the mat as she landed. A dazed Leona rolled onto her side as Annie got to her feet, but the brunette immediately reached
down and grabbed Leona's right wrist. Wedging her foot up against Leona's ribs, she hauled her arm out away from her body, flicking her wrist so that Leona's entire
arm wound like a rubber band. Annie then lifted her foot of Leona and stomped it back down, landing the sole of her boot directly into the side of Leona's ribs. Leona
groaned as Annie repeated the move several more times, mashing her foot into the side of Leona's ribcage. Leona's large chest bounced back and forth with each kick,
dancing freely from beneath her leopard skin suit. To this point, Leona was in good shape. She had been in control for most of the match, and even when she wasn't,
Annie had not hurt her. But now her ribs began to ache as Annie pounded on them with her foot. Finally though the attack ended, and Annie relented, dropping Leona's
arm to the floor. But even before Leona's arm reached the mat, Annie became airborne. She pulled her leg out in front of her as she descended and positioned it so that
the back of her thigh landed squarely on Leona's throat. Leona kicked and squirmed as Annie pressed her thigh down onto her throat, crushing it. Annie positioned her
hands in back of her for leverage and pressed down further, choking her brown-eyed competitor. Slowly Annie then moved her other leg closer and then forced it
beneath Leona's head before squeezing her two legs together. She now had Leona's head trapped between her legs in a potent scissors hold and began to apply the
pressure. Leona squirmed and kicked as she desperately tried to pry Annie's legs apart with her hands. Leona felt herself running out of breath and diminished her
struggle to save her energy, trying to expel her strength solely to prying Annie's legs apart. She wedged her hands in between Annie's thighs and pushed with all of her
might. Her face turned bright red, partially due to her expenditure of energy, but also partially due to the fact that her oxygen was almost completely cut off. Feeling
herself get light-headed, Leona grew desperate. She dug her fingernails into Annie's thighs in a last ditch effort to free herself. Annie began to scream and punch her
fist into the mat, but stubbornly she would not loosen her grip. Leona dug in as hard as she could until finally Annie could take it no more and spread her legs apart.
Leona immediately rolled over onto her side and grasped her throat with her hands. She panted heavily, gasping for air. Now furious, Annie got to her feet as she
massaged her bruised thighs. She looked down at the wounded area and saw large claw marks on both thighs. Her eyes turned to fire as she turned to the toppled Leona
with a wicked look on her face.
The referee Jimmy had done as ordered so far. He stayed out of the way and let the women go at it, but he was enjoying every minute of it. He looked down at Leona
to make sure she was okay, but then stepped back as Annie moved closer. Annie turned to him, grabbed him by the shoulders and planted a big, wet kiss on his lips.
"Now you stay out of the way Jimmy, this could get rough!" Annie warned, her eyes still ablaze. Jimmy backed up and stood against the ropes, a smile crossing his face
as Annie turned away. She walked over to Leona, who was still laying on her side. She reached down, grabbed a handful of her hair and violently yanked her off of the
mat. Leona grimaced as she was plucked upward, but just as she got off of her knees, Annie lunged her knee forward and slammed it into the side of Leona's face,
knocking her back to the mat. Leona's entire body jiggled as she fell to the canvas, her eyes rolling from the jarring knee. Annie marched over to her and again grabbed
a handful of hair and pulled her up. Leona was still reeling from the blow to her face, but had no choice but to rise off of the mat. Annie pulled her upright and onto her
feet before she released the grip on her hair. Leona stood on her own, but she was wavering. Her pretty brown eyes were glazed over and her face was flush. She had
nice high cheekbones and fleshy cheeks, but they were red and a bruise was developing on the side which Annie had kneed. Annie moved closer and using her thumb
and forefinger, pinched her fingers tightly onto Leona's elastic cheeks. She pulled the skin, stretching it away from Leona's face as hard as she could. Leona moaned
and raised her hands to try and loosen Annie's grip, but before she was able to get her hands to her face, Annie thrust her head forward and slammed the top of her
forehead into the bridge of Leona's nose. Leona squealed and instantly dropped to her knees, covering her face with her hands. Annie then slowly walked to the side of
the ring, leaving Leona kneeling upright on the other side. She took a few seconds to catch her breath and wallow in her supremacy before continuing the assault. After
allowing sufficient time, she ran toward Leona, leaping into the air just a few feet away from her. She pulled her legs out in front as she became airborne and landed a
drop kick square onto the side of Leona's face. The dazed Leona toppled backward, her legs sailing into the air as her back hit the canvas. Instinctively, Leona rolled to
her side and tediously pushed herself up onto her knees. She was reeling, but her instincts and years of experience forced her to impulsively try to get to her feet. Annie
again stepped back and watched as her old rival stumbled onto her knees and eventually knelt upright. Leona bobbed from side to side as she knelt upright, her face
bruised and swollen. Her arms settled limply at her sides and she was drenched with her own perspiration. The abundance of make-up she had put on her face was now
running down her cheeks and the perfume she put on was mixing with her sweat and forming an unusual odor. But nonetheless she gradually pulled one leg out in front
of her and then the other and slowly got to her feet. But just as she stood up, Annie charged over and stood in front of her. She looked Leona in the eye and smiled.
"Just like old times, huh?" she said sarcastically to her bewildered foe.
Leona looked back with a blank expression on her face. She remembered back to several of the matches she had had against Annie with similar results. As Annie
continued staring into her eyes, she rammed her knee into Leona's soft belly. "UUNNNHHHH!" groaned Leona as she doubled over, clutching her midsection. Annie
then leaned forward and wrapped her arms around Leona's waist, squeezing her clenched fist with her other hand into Leona's belly, just below her ribcage. She then
began to breathe deeply and whispered to her self, "One.....Two.....Three" and with that she grunted and pulled Leona up into the air. Leona's legs flew straight up into
the air as Annie compressed her arms tightly around her waist. Her grip was like a giant vise and it mashed Leona's pliant belly which engulfed Annie's arms. Leona's
arms sagged down below her as she was held upside down, Annie shaking and jostling her large body as she tightened her grip. Leona's large, sagging chest dropped
down below her, hanging just inches away from her face which was turning a scarlet color. Annie paraded her suspended opponent around the ring, showing her off like
a trophy. She walked her to all four sides of the ring so everyone could get a look before heading back into the center of the ring. Leona knew what was next and began
to wave her arms in protest, but she knew the inevitable was unavoidable. Annie stopped in her tracks and stood there for a few seconds. She then squeezed her arms
together, further mashing Leona's moldable midsection before ramming her entire body toward the mat. The top of Leona's head smashed against the mat before
bending forward, her chin being planted her chest. The back of her neck and her shoulders were next, being driven forcefully into the canvas by the unrelenting Annie.
Having rammed her bode as far down as it would go, Annie then unclenched her hands and released Leona, causing her body to topple forward before bouncing off of
the mat several times. Leona's entire body trembled as she rebounded off of the floor several times before settling down in a heap. She lay on her stomach, her arms
stretched out over her head and her body heaving up and down from her heavy breathing. Miraculously though she pulled her legs in toward her body and curled into a
ball. Annie took a step back, herself now perspiring heavily, as she watched her opponent writhe in pain. Leona wrapped her arms around her knees, her head bowed in
front of her. She slowly lifted her head gingerly and after a few moments, got up onto all fours. Annie smiled as she now had the opportunity to continue. Jimmy stood
against the side ropes and looked on. He had seen enough of these matches many years ago to know that these women were incredibly tough, but the last piledriver
seemed enough to finish off anyone. He watched carefully to see if Leona would submit, but she gave him no sign. She raised her head and looked him right in the eye,
and although bruised and in a stupor, showed no signs of giving up.
Several minutes had gone by now and Annie readied herself to continue. Leona was still on her knees, shaking her head from side to side to clear it. Droplets of sweat
were dripping off of her face and staining the mat below with remnants of her make-up which was running down her face. The fragrance of her perfume was now
completely gone, replaced with the heavy smell of perspiration as Annie pushed herself off of the ropes and walked over to her kneeling foe. She stood in front of her
and reached down, grabbing a handful of the baggy skin on Leona's chin. Leona yelped from the forceful grasp, but Annie just pulled her forward, walking her like a
dog. Leona crawled along, stumbling every few feet, only to be pulled back up by the throat. Annie was now intent on humiliating her old rival in front of all of their
neighbors, and there was nothing Leona could do about it. She continued to crawl forward, being dragged mercilessly by the skin on her throat. Finally Annie let go and
left Leona on all fours as she walked alongside her. Looking down, she positioned herself and then sent a powerful kick up into Leona's stomach. "OOOOOHHH!"
groaned Leona as she tumbled over onto her side, wrapping her arms around her stomach. But Annie was not about to let up and walked down to Leona's legs, grabbing
her by the ankles. She dragged her body over to the side ropes and placed the back of Leona's right ankle up on the middle rope. She then stood over her and dropped
herself down, pulling her knee out in front of her and landing it on the front of Leona's calf. Leona's leg bent backward, in a direction legs were never meant to bend as
she let out a howling scream. She pulled her leg off of the rope and bent it in toward her body, wrapping both arms around it while she rolled onto her side. Annie
smirked, the sadistic side of her now rearing it's ugly head as she maimed her old rival. Leona was in torturous pain, her leg feeling as if it had been broken. She rolled
from side to side, howling and squealing as Annie showed no mercy. She grabbed a handful of Leona's hair and plucked her off of the mat. Leona rose slowly, not
putting any weight on her injured leg. Annie wrapped her arm around Leona's head and placed her in a firm headlock before dragging her across the ring. Annie walked
slowly, allowing the wounded Leona to limp along with her. Finally reaching the corner, Annie slid her arm down so that it was now wrapped tightly around the lower
part of Leona's throat, so that the top of her head was sticking out. She then charged forward and rammed Leona's head into the turnbuckle, mashing it over and over
into the padded corner. She was using Leona like a battering ram, driving her head over and over into the corner. Finally, after several shots, Annie stopped, but still
maintained the head lock. She then turned Leona around and tossed her into the corner, stepping back as Leona's body settled back against the ropes. Leona hung down
out of the corner like a carcass, her flabby arms draped over the top rope to hold her in place. Her entire suit was now water-logged and it clung to her body. Her head
dropped down in front of her and her large breasts sagged down as well. Her nipples were now visible through her sweat soaked outfit, and the small rolls of love
handles around her waist were obvious as well. Annie then moved closer and began to kick her foot into Leona's soft belly, the embattled victim too beat-up to tighten
her muscles. Annie's foot sank into the depths of Leona's belly, her foot disappearing for a split second each time before it rebounded out of the soft mass, only to be
swallowed up by it again with the next kick. Leona's head bobbed up and down with each kick, her arms jiggling as they lay atop the rope. "UUNNHH' whispered Leona with
each stomp, her entire body going numb.
Having pounded away for almost a minute, Annie finally relented and stepped back as Leona dangled from the ropes. But Annie wanted to complete her domination
with one last pile driver, and so she moved forward again. She lifted Leona's heavy arms off of the ropes, careful not to let her collapse in front of her. As Leona fell
forward, Annie wrapped her arms around her bent waist and again locked them in place. She squeezed tightly, pulling the heavy woman's body into the air. Leona was
dead weight, her head and arms dangling feebly below her as Annie struggled to keep her stout legs upright. Knowing that she could not hold her up for long, Annie
marched directly to the center of the ring and stopped. She turned to all four sides, displaying her victim for the final time to the audience, who looked on in horror.
Leona's eyes were open, though only half way, and her head was cloudy and confused. Yet she was aware enough to realize what was about to happen to her and she
tried to beg for mercy. She struggled to get the words out, but Annie was compressing her stomach so tightly that she could not get any breath at all out of her mouth.
Finally, Annie propelled her downward, driving her into the mat. Leona's head took the brunt of the blow, but it quickly bent to the side and her shiny shoulders then
absorbed the rest of the impact. Annie seemed to hold her there for several seconds to emphasize the impact, but then let her go and sent her tumbling to the mat. Leona
landed in a huddled mass, her body a mangled mound of sweaty flesh. Annie raised her hands up over her head as she kicked her adversary in the side and knocked her
onto her back. Leona rolled over involuntarily, her battered body swollen and bruised. Annie then placed her foot on Leona's chest, kicking her breasts apart in the
process. Leona's large breasts dropped down on either side of her body, jiggling as they settled down. Jimmy walked over and slapped his hand on the mat three times,
counting out the abused Leona before raising Annie's arm over her head.
The crowd celebrated docilely, as Leona rolled onto her side and curled up into a ball. Jimmy crouched down next to her and asked her if she was okay, but Leona just
sobbed and shook her head. up and down. He knew that she was beaten up pretty good, but was amazed at her toughness. Seeing that she had suffered no serious
injury, jimmy turned his attention back to Annie. She had just increased her celebrity status, but at the expense of her crippled neighbor who sobbed on the mat as the
crowd embraced Annie.
