NEW - NOIR EXTREME WRESTLING

Moon_Constanza: After a long absence in N.E.W., I needed to get back into the ring in order to be the number one contender I was meant to be from the start. I couldn’t stand the fact that a jobber like Brooke was reigning over this division and knowing that I was back at the back of the line. I really needed this, and I know the whole division needed a decent champion. I was standing in the middle of the ring more determined than ever, stretching and waiting for my first opponent to show.

Moon_Constanza:

SkinnybitchAditi: I slip through the ropes and step into the ring, adjusting the straps of my blue bra and tugging lightly at my wrestling shorts as I glance across at you already standing in the middle of the ring, tall and loose, stretching like you’ve got all the time in the world. I slowly circle a few steps, sizing you up before stopping a short distance away with a small smirk on my face. “So this is the big comeback?” I say, folding my arms for a moment and tilting my head at you. “They bring Luna back and the first thing they do is throw her in there with me.” I shrug lightly and look you up and down. “You sure you’re ready for this, Luna? Because if you’re planning to get to Brooke… you’ve gotta get through me first.”

SkinnybitchAditi:

Moon_Constanza: I laughed knowing who was going to be my opponent. I had only heard things about you, but I never thought I would ever be the type of person who would fight such an unprofessional jobber.I smiled and stopped stretching once I knew who I was fighting.

SkinnybitchAditi: I see you laugh the moment you recognize me, and the sound makes me stiffen a little before I quickly try to hide it. I shift my stance in my blue bra and wrestling shorts, forcing a small smirk even as I glance up at you, your taller and broader frame looming over my much smaller one. I swallow and roll my shoulders, trying not to show how much your clear height and weight advantage is getting to me. “What’s so funny, Luna?” I say, attempting to sound confident even though my voice wavers a little. I raise my hands and take a cautious step closer. “You’re acting pretty relaxed for someone who hasn’t even locked up yet.” I hesitate for a moment under your gaze before muttering a bit more quietly, “Don’t get too comfortable.”

Moon_Constanza: I smirk as I get closer and closer, admiring your bravery but feeling bad about what’s about to happen. Once I get close enough… I decide to push you, trying to make you fall flat on your ass.

SkinnybitchAditi: As you step closer with that smirk, I try to stand my ground even though your taller, stronger frame is looming over my much smaller one. “What, you think you can just—” I start, but before I finish your hands shove into my shoulders. I let out a startled yelp as I stumble back and drop hard onto my backside on the mat. I wince and quickly prop myself up on my hands, looking up at you with an embarrassed frown. “O-okay… cheap start,” I mutter, starting to push myself back to my feet.

Moon_Constanza: I can see you getting up as quickly as possible, ashamed that you went down from just a push. The crowd laughs as they realize the match was probably settled already. Once you’re up, I get near you again. “I might be wrong here, but weren’t you talking a lot of shit about me?” I push you once again, this time with a little less strength…I didn’t want to make you fall again. After that small push, I shove you again… and again… and again, making you back away with every push until your back gets closer and closer to the turnbuckle of the ring. “C’mon, girl! It’s time to walk your talk…” Do something about it.

SkinnybitchAditi: I scramble up to my feet as fast as I can, my face already burning from how easily I went down. When you step back toward me again I raise my hands, trying to steady myself—but your hand shoves into my shoulder and I stumble a step back. I grit my teeth, trying to plant my feet, but you shove me again… and again… each push forcing me another step backward. The crowd’s laughter makes my confidence shrink with every step until my back bumps into the turnbuckle behind me. I look up at you, breathing a little faster now, trying to force some defiance back into my voice. “I—I’m still here, aren’t I?” I mutter, though it’s clear I’m already a lot less certain than I was a moment ago.

Moon_Constanza: I knew I had you where I wanted as soon as your back touched the turnbuckle. You sounded so brave, yet you felt so defeated. I was honestly starting to feel bad for you. Regardless, I took advantage of the situation, kicking your stomach in an attempt to make you bend forward and grab the ropes from the turnbuckle as you tried to avoid falling down.

SkinnybitchAditi: The moment your foot slams into my stomach, a sharp gasp escapes me as all the air leaves my lungs. I double over instinctively, grabbing the top ropes on either side of the turnbuckle just to keep myself from collapsing. My arms tense as I cling to them, my head hanging forward while I cough and struggle to breathe, my body clearly shaken by the kick. Any confidence I had earlier is gone now, replaced with a strained groan as I try just to stay on my feet in the corner.

Moon_Constanza: I shake my head as you’re clinging to the ropes, already catching your breath. “C’mon, Aditi! You couldn’t stand me, right?” I seriously couldn’t believe you were my opponent. However, I needed to continue, so I took one step closer, our chests almost touching. “Take a deep breath now, okay?” With my left hand, I grab a fistful of your hair while you’re still holding on to the ropes, forcing your head up and making you look at me. As my left hand grabs your hair, I lick my right hand before raising it high. And before you can notice it, you hear a crash across your chest as I deliver a massive chest chop

SkinnybitchAditi: Still hunched over and gripping the ropes, I barely manage to pull in a shaky breath when you step closer. Your hand suddenly yanks a fistful of my hair, forcing my head up, and I wince as my eyes meet yours. Before I can even react, your hand cracks across my chest with a loud smack. I cry out as my back arches against the turnbuckle, my grip tightening desperately on the ropes while the sting spreads across my chest. My earlier bravado is completely gone now as I gasp and shake my head weakly, trying to recover while still trapped in the corner.

Moon_Constanza: I was in awe of how easy this was. “Just between us, Aditi… you might help me get back into shape. So thanks… however, we still have a couple of chops to go.” I pull your hair even harder, as if I were trying to rip it off, and lick my hand once again. The crowd goes wild, ready to hear that tremendous sound of my hand crushing your chest and forcing the air out of your mouth

SkinnybitchAditi: Your grip on my hair tightens and I let out a small cry, my hands still clinging to the ropes as you pull my head back again. My chest is already red from the last chop and I shake my head weakly, my breathing still uneven as I try to brace myself. “W-wait…” I manage to mutter, though I know you’re not going to stop. My body tenses in the corner, eyes widening slightly as I see your hand come up again, the crowd getting louder around us while I helplessly cling to the ropes, bracing for the next crushing strike.

Moon_Constanza: I hear your weak “wait,” but it only makes me laugh. I tighten the grip on your hair and I keep you in the corner, forcing you to stay upright while the crowd gets louder around us. “Oh sorry! Should I wait?” I say calmly. I only pull your hair harder as I wait just like you told me to. After 10 long seconds I pull your head back slightly so you can’t look away. My right hand comes down again with another loud CRACK, smashing across your chest and echoing through the arena. “There I waited long enough “ I finally let go as the crowd laughed.

SkinnybitchAditi: I hang there in the corner, still clutching the ropes while you keep pulling my hair, forcing me to stay upright. When you actually pause like I asked, the ten seconds feel painfully long. The crowd starts laughing and I feel my face burn with embarrassment, my chest rising and falling as I try to catch my breath, knowing I should do something but still too stunned to react. My hands stay uselessly gripping the ropes while you hold me there, and the realization that I can’t even stop you makes me look even more flustered. When your hand finally comes crashing down across my chest again, the crack echoes through the arena and I cry out, my back arching against the turnbuckle before I sag forward, cheeks red with humiliation as I gasp weakly, still clinging to the ropes.

SkinnybitchAditi: I hang there for a moment after the chop, face burning from the laughter around the arena. My chest throbs where you struck me and I’m still gripping the ropes, breathing hard and looking completely flustered. But after a second I grit my teeth and push myself off the turnbuckle, clearly embarrassed at how helpless Ive looked so far. With a shaky burst of effort I swing a quick forearm toward your midsection, trying to catch you off guard and force you to take a step back. It’s not very strong, but I follow it with another small shove to your shoulder, trying to create a little space as I stumble out of the corner. My stance is still unsteady, but I raise my hands again, breathing hard and muttering stubbornly, “Im… Im not done yet.”

Moon_Constanza: After that shoulder shove, I can’t help but laugh as you raise your hands, trying to prove that you could still fight….or at least it looks like you’re trying to convince yourself that you’re ready to fight. I shake my head. “That’s your big comeback?” Before you can react, I suddenly go for a big boot straight into your midsection. The impact makes you stumble backward into the ropes, struggling to stay on your feet and crashing once again into the turnbuckle. As I see you hanging there, I immediately turn and run toward the opposite side of the ring. This time I raise my hands, trying to build momentum before charging straight back at you, going for a running knee as you hold on tight to the ropes.

SkinnybitchAditi: My small shove barely moves you, and the second you start laughing again I already know that didn't change much. I raise my hands anyway, trying to look ready, but the moment you step forward your boot slams straight into my stomach. The impact folds me over instantly and I stagger backward, crashing into the ropes before stumbling right back into the turnbuckle again. I’m left hanging there, arms draped over the ropes as I cough and try to breathe, still recovering from the kick. When I look up and see you already sprinting toward the opposite ropes, my eyes widen and I try to straighten up, but I’m too slow. By the time you come charging back, I barely manage to lift my arms before your knee drives straight into me, snapping my head back against the turnbuckle as I cry out and slump forward against the ropes, completely rattled.

Moon_Constanza: As you slump forward against the ropes, still stunned, I quickly grab you by the head, wrapping my arm around it and pulling you away from the corner. Without giving you any time to react or recover, I start running forward. My strong and fast legs drag you with me for a few steps before I suddenly drop down and drive your face straight into the mat with a running bulldog. The whole arena feels your face crashing down. Cheers and boos invade the arena.

SkinnybitchAditi: Still reeeling from the knee, I barely register your arm wrapping around my head before you start dragging me out of the corner. My legs stumble awkwardly as you pull me forward, trying to keep up but clearly still dazed. “H...hey!” I manage to blurt, but before I can do anything you suddenly drop forward. My face is driven straight into the mat with a heavy thud from the running bulldog, and the impact leaves me sprawled out on my stomach. A groan escapes me as I weakly clutch the mat, my body twitching slightly while the noise of the crowd fills the arena around us.

Moon_Constanza: As you lie on the mat with your face still down after taking a clean running bulldog, I quickly get up and look down at you. The crowd roars. I step over your body as I mock you by flexing my right bicep and kissing it. After stepping over you, I sit on top of your lower back, ready to deliver a camel clutch. I hook my hands under your chin and pull your head back, forcing your spine to bend as the pressure builds and you start feeling the strain in your body while I stretch it. “Hey Aditi… you said you weren’t done, right?”

SkinnybitchAditi: My face is still pressed against the mat after the bulldog when I feel you step over me, the crowd noise buzzing in my ears. Before I can even push myself up, your weight suddenly settles onto my lower back and your hands hook under my chin. My eyes widen as you yank my head back, my spine arching painfully while the hold locks in. A strained gasp escapes me and my hands immediately grab at your arms, trying to pry them away as the pressure builds. My legs kick weakly against the mat while I grimace, clearly struggling under the stretch. “Agghh....no..nooo!” I gasp, my voice shaky now as I try to fight the hold even while my body trembles from the strain.

Moon_Constanza: I only smile, making everyone know how easy this is and how dominant I am. I shift my weight deeper onto your lower back, making sure you can feel every bit of pressure. “Omg, I can’t believe you thought you were ready to face someone like me.” Your spine bends under the pressure while I stretch you… making sure you have nowhere to go.

SkinnybitchAditi: My hands weakly grab at your arms as you sit heavier on my lower back, forcing my spine to bend even more. A strained groan escapes me while my legs kick uselessly against the mat, trying to crawl forward but getting nowhere. My face burns with embarrassment as the pressure builds and I struggle in the hold, my voice shaky now. “I..I’m still fighting…” I mutter stubbornly, even though my body trembles under the stretch.

Moon_Constanza: “You’re still fighting?” I repeat as I mock your words. My weight goes even deeper onto your lower back, pressing hard against your spine and making sure you feel every ounce of pressure. My hands tighten under your chin as I yank your head back further, cranking the camel clutch as far as it can possibly go. “No… you’re not fighting, sweetie… you’re breaking.” I lean back even more, increasing the pressure on your back as I keep stretching you

SkinnybitchAditi: Your weight sinks deeper into my lower back and the pressure suddenly spikes. My body jerks as my spine bends farther than it should, a sharp crack popping from my back. My eyes go wide and a loud scream tears out of me as my body arches unnaturally under the hold "Aaaaghhh, helpp!" , my arms flailing uselessly at your grip. My legs kick against the mat in panic while the pain shoots through my back, my voice breaking into desperate cries as I’m bent almost double beneath you, completely helpless in the crushing stretch.

Moon_Constanza: After hearing you ask for help and even cry as you kept being stretched to your absolute limit, I still couldn’t get you to give up. To be honest, that left me in shock. Out of respect, I finally decided to let you go, releasing the massive pressure I was applying to your back. I stood up and greeted the fans.

SkinnybitchAditi: The moment you release the hold, my body collapses flat onto the mat, my back twitching slightly after being bent so far. I groan weakly and clutch at the mat, breathing hard while trying to straighten my spine again after the brutal stretch. My legs shift slowly as I try to push myself up, but I barely manage to lift my chest before dropping back down again, clearly still in pain while you stand above me and play to the crowd. I stay there for a moment, groaning softly, one hand moving to my lower back as I struggle just to move after the damage you did.

Moon_Constanza: After I cheer for myself for a while I decide to walk to the opposite side of the ring waiting for you to try to stand up. “Come on! Aditi! I swear this will be over soon”

SkinnybitchAditi: I slowly roll onto my hands and knees, my back trembling as I try to hold myself up. One hand briefly moves to my lower back as a pained groan escapes me, my spine still aching badly from the stretch. I stay there on all fours, head hanging low while I struggle just to breathe steadily. After a moment I look weakly toward you, my voice strained and almost pleading. “P...please… Moon… just… end it…”

Moon_Constanza: I watch you crawl onto your hands and knees, barely able to hold yourself up. I flip my hair as you beg me to end it, and for a moment I just stare down at you. I feel disgusted by having to put you down so easily, but at the same time I was making a statement to the whole N.E.W. locker room. I was here to stay, and I am not here to make friends. “Oh, don’t worry! I will… just because you asked nicely.” I suddenly run toward you and raise my right foot, aiming for the back of your head while you’re on all fours, delivering one of my signature moves, the curb stomp! No hesitation and no empathy….just my strong, athletic leg showing who owns the ring.

SkinnybitchAditi: Still on my hands and knees, my head hanging low and my back trembling, I barely manage to look up when I hear you start running. Before I can react, your foot drives down into the back of my head with brutal force. My face is smashed straight into the mat with a sickening thud, my whole body jerking once from the impact. The world instantly goes black as my arms collapse under me, my body going completely limp and sprawled face down on the canvas, knocked out cold.

Moon_Constanza: I quickly turn you around, laying you on your back and securing the pin as you lie there, incapable of doing anything about it.

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SkinnybitchAditi: Everything is hazy after the stomp, my body completely limp as you roll me onto my back. My arms fall loosely at my sides and my head lolls to the side, eyes shut while you hook the pin. I dont react at all as the referee slides down beside us and starts the count. “1…” My chest rises slowly as I lie there unconscious. “2.....” My body barely twitches, completely unable to resist. “3.....” The bell rings while I remain flat on the mat beneath you, utterly knocked out and defeated.

Moon_Constanza: The countdown is over. I get up without a worry, feeling fresh as ever. I look down at you and start cleaning my shoes on your face, almost feeling the ick as I watch you lying there unconscious.

SkinnybitchAditi: Im still lying on the mat, completely out of it, when you press your shoe against my face. My head rolls weakly to the side as you wipe it, my cheek dragging across the canvas with your movement. Even though Im barely conscious, a faint groan escapes me as my body twitches slightly, completely helpless beneath you. The crowd’s reaction only makes it worse, my face being used like a doormat while I lie there beaten and humiliated, unable to move or defend myself after the brutal finish.

SkinnybitchAditi: -END-