You lean into Beth and constrict your arms, squeezing her in
a savage bear hug that makes you both moan in pain.
“OOOOohhhh….OHH!OOOH! OH!”
Beth returns the squeeze and you feel your ribs caving in under
her inhuman strength. Panic grips you as
you realize you are just not as strong as her.
You squeeze back anyway and Beth moans again, but instantly tightens her
grip even more. You are in trouble.
Suddenly Beth lifts you off your feet and maneuvers you into
the corner, slamming you against the sand filled turnbuckles violently.
“UNGH!” You grunt in agony.
Beth is clambering up the ropes.
She is corner mounting you! This is
her preferred kill method! You feel sheer
unbridled terror. You buck your pelvis
against her but she is pressing tight against you, pinning you into the
corner. She is on the second rope,
holding a fist over your face.
THUD!
You see stars and your legs and arms jerk with the violent
impact. Numbness and terror grow as Beth
cocks her fist again.
THUD!
Your senses are blurred but you are vaguely aware of the
chanting of the crowd.
“FINISH HER! FINISH HER! FINISH HER!”
And then Beth punches you again. The pain and sound seems to be coming from
far away.
THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!
At long last Beth arcs her back, still pinning her limp foe
into the corner of the turnbuckle with her crotch as she regards the ravenous
fans filling the stands.
“BETH! BETH! BETH! BETH! BETH! BETH!”
Finally, she dismounts her victim and leaves her suspended
in the turnbuckles while she shows her muscles off to the crowd, and to
Ishmael, who is climbing through the ropes to reward her with a make out session
for her victory. Only when she strikes
her victory pose does the bell sound.
DING!
DING! DING!
“THE WINNER OF THIS FIGHT….WITH HER 100th KILL….BETH!!!”
THE END
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