Superstar Squash Women

SkinnybitchAditi: Brooke and I step through the curtain together, but there is absolutely no unity between us as we nervously make our way toward the ring, both of us repeatedly glancing back as though Jillian and Goddess Faith might already be onto us. “Stop walking so close to me!” I snap, shoving Brooke’s shoulder. “You’re supposed to be watching my back weak bitch!!” We continue bickering as we climb onto the apron, nearly colliding while trying to enter through the ropes at the same time. Once inside, neither of us wants to start. I point insistently toward the apron, ordering Brooke out, but she plants both hands on my back and shoves me toward the center instead. “Fine! Coward!!” I shout, desperately trying to hide how nervous I am as I straighten my gear and force my trembling legs into a fighting stance..... “You’d better tag in when I need you!” I warn herand turning back toward the ramp, waiting for Jillian and Goddess Faith to make their entrance.

Goddess_Faith: leads the way for herself and Jillian to make our approach and entrance to the ring. Seeing our lil victims...er...challengers already in the ring and bickering a bit. "Disunity ain't no unity" she tells herself as she climbs up onto the ring apron, and is about to step in through the ropes...but she turns in admiration of her partner, the One True Champion. Resting her toned buns on the middle rope to allow Jillian to step in first. As Jillian steps in, she takes a moment to caress that ass and then follows it into the ring. We stand in our corner opposite the challengers, warming up, watching you both, as we discuss strategy. As Aditi is shoved forward like a lamb to slaughter, she smiles and pats that ass again. I've got this!

Goddess_Faith:

Brooke_Williams:

SkinnybitchAditi: I swallow hard as Faith steps forward with that confident smile, my eyes flicking nervously toward the muscular Jillian before I force myself to focus. Brooke shouts something useless from behind me, and I snap, “Just shut up and watch!” before suddenly rushing Faith, hoping to catch her by surprise!!. I plant my feet and fire off a frantic barrage of quick forearm strikes toward her chest one after another, putting everything my skinny frame can muster behind them. “Come on…come on...Hiyaaaa!! Take that!!!” I grunt between blows as I desperately try to overwhelm her and hopefully do some early damage to her...

SkinnybitchAditi:

Goddess_Faith: helps Jillian step out onto the ring apron and turns to step forward...not hearing a bell, but her eager opponent is on the running attack! Her eyes widen as you slam chop after chop into her perfect chest before she is even able to get her stance ready. Forced back into the ropes near her own corner. Her arms finally moving to try and cover as the ropes dig into her back. ROPES! Back off! She calls out, hoping you don't notice the lack of a referee present.

SkinnybitchAditi: I hear Faith shout for the ropes, but with no referee there to force me back, I grit my teeth and keep unloading for a few seconds longer, hammering more frantic forearms into her chest while she is pinned awkwardly against the ropes. “Not yet...hehehe!!” I snap breathlessly, trying to squeeze every bit of damage I can out of the surprise attack because I know Brooke and I dont stand much of a chance once this becomes a fair fight. My arms start burning from the effort, and the moment Faith begins to steady herself, I finally retreat several quick steps toward the center, raising my fists and breathing hard as I watch her carefully. I try to look confident, but my nervous glance toward Jillian gives me away as I realise I may have just made Faith angry....

Jillian_Mercer: I grin back at Aditi and point one finger at Faith to tell her to keep focused

Brooke_Williams: I find myself standing on the apron and doing something I never dreamed likely... Cheering on Aditi, giving encouragement with each strike let's go you water buf....ummm partner

Goddess_Faith: is winded and hurt, as you don't relent...paying her back for her dominant defeat over you last month. She takes this moment to suck air back into her lungs, the thought of retreating to Jillian being a sign of cowardice or weakness causes her to dismiss it swiftly, especially as Jillian points a finger at her rather than a whole open hand. She readjusts her bikini top and glares at you, her arms raising defensively in front of her already bruised breasts, stepping out towards you. Hope you didn't wear yourself out already, lil one...cuz I'm going to make certain you regret doing that!

SkinnybitchAditi: I flinch at Faith’s threat and suddenly turn my back on her, sprinting toward my corner as though I have already lost my nerve and am desperate to tag Brooke in... “Get ready!” I shout, reaching one hand toward her while Brooke leans forward expectantly, but at the last second I steer away, hit the opposite ropes instead and let them sling my light body back across the ring. “YAAAAA!!!” I cry as I race straight toward Faith, throwing myself off my feet and twisting sideways, trying to launch a fast flying crossbody into her chest....

Brooke_Williams: stares at Faiths breasts... Strictly because of watching the bruising appear

Goddess_Faith: approaches you in the center of the ring and the combination of her evident frustration and fury, combined with her words, seem to prove too much for you as you turn to run away. Using your speed advantage, knowing she couldn't catch you if she tried, she shrugs and looks over at Brooke...who seems to be staring intently at the maple leafs on her chest...or something near them. Anticipating the tag, Brooke's distraction manages to distract HER enough to cause her not to notice the tag not being even attempted, until it was too late! Once again, the lil Indian firecracker was on the attack, using speed and cunning to overcome a size/power deficit. As she turns to see where you really went, and are coming from, you fly up and throw your body across her already sore chest, taking her off-balanced form down off her feet to the canvas with a resounding THUD! Driving the wind back out of her lungs some, as she instinctively moves to try and shove you off of her.

Brooke_Williams: my head bobs up and down as I am totally entranced by those bouncing maple leafs. Suddenly I feel drool dripping down my lips. I quickly wipe it off as I snap into reality and see Jillian glare a hole through me

SkinnybitchAditi: I roll off Faith after the crossbody lands and spring awkwardly onto my knees, turning toward Brooke with a smug grin..... “See that?” I shout, pointing down at Faith. “This is how the strong partner does it, so try to pay learn something!!!” I mockingly flex my thin arms at her before spinning back toward Faith, not wanting to wAste the opening....Seeing the larger woman still sprawled on the canvas and trying to recover, I hurry toward the ropes, bounce off them for extra momentum and race back, jumping at the last moment as I attempt to crash down back first across Faith’s sore chest with a running senton, hoping my speed and momentum can make up for the difference in our size again....

Goddess_Faith: groans, hearing her partner call out in frustration at her own clumsiness in the face of a faster and "more cunning than she's given credit for" adversary. You take time to flex and show off and yap at Brooke before you press up and start to do another medium-risk speed move. This buys her time to get her senses and some breath back. The thought of what Jillian would do to her if she ended up losing this match from the start scares her FAR worse than whatever YOU have in mind, so she waits and bides her time. As the ring lights start to eclipse, she presses her boot against the mat to bridge sharply to her left and roll out of harm's way, letting you flop down onto the canvas instead!

Brooke_Williams: I smirk on the Apron as Faith moves. Watching Aditi splat on the mat like an Indian pedestrian trying to cross their lawless streets during rush hour. Even though she's my partner... Seeing Aditi down in the ring still makes me smile

SkinnybitchAditi: Faith rolls away at the last instant, and I have no time to stop myself before my body crashes flat against the canvas with a heavy THUD! “Uggghhh!!!” I groan, arching slightly and clutching my lower back as the impact knocks the confidence straight out of me. I roll onto my side, wincing, then immediately glare toward Brooke..... “Why didn’t you warn me?!” I snap breathlessly, pointing my ffinger at her.... “You had ONE job!!!” I keep scowling as I struggle onto one knee, still rubbing my aching back and completely ignoring the fact that Faith is now recovering behind me....

Goddess_Faith: watches you fall down and go boom boom on the mat. Wincing as she fights to get her breath back, and once again the disconnect between our opposing team members shows as you turn away to taunt and complain at Brooke. She presses to get up to her feet as you struggle to one knee. She looks back at Jillian with a sly grin, then turns back to you, staying right in behind you as you get to both feet. Her right hand reaches down between your legs to hoist you up off of your feet, as her other arm cradles your neck. Lifting you across her chest. Moving to carry you around the ring like this, on display. Sneering at Brooke as she brings you in close...but not close enough to tag. She then drops forward to one knee, with intent to bring you down across her outstretched knee, tummy first, in a Gutbuster!

SkinnybitchAditi: My face burns with humiliation as Faith carries me around the ring like I weigh nothing, my legs kicking uselessly while she shows me off to Brooke and Jillian. “Put me down NOW!!!” I squeal, twisting in her arms before spotting Brooke leaning over the ropes.... I stretch one hand toward her with everything I have, fingertips stregching desperately for the tag, but Faith keeps me just inches out of reach. “Nooo!!” I cry, nearly touching her hand before Faith suddenly drops to one knee and drives my stomach across it. “AAAGHHH!” I scream as the gutbuster folds my body over her leg while my arms and legs jolt from the impact. I collapse off her knee on my back clutching my brutalised belly, curled tightly on the canvas and gasping helplessly as the pain tears through my midsection......

Brooke_Williams: Damn...her stomach takes enough punishment from all that Indian food..

Jillian_Mercer: A little teaser for what's about to happen to you, Brookielove

Goddess_Faith: moans softly from the feel of her opponent's tummy yielding to her knee in a way she doesn't often experience. She presses up to both feet, watching you suffer and smiles. Hearing her partner speak, she turns her back to you to point and smirk. and you were WORRIED about whether I could handle that lil pipsqueak?? Not immediately realizing that, in her Divine arrogance (which seldom becomes a thing), she has left you within range of your own corner.

Jillian_Mercer: I close my eyes, cross my arms before my chest and pout at Faith words, not seeing Aditi is in tagging range either

SkinnybitchAditi: Still curled around my aching stomach, I notice Faith turn her back and I immediately turn towards my corner. Brooke leans down with her hand extended, but instead of calmly tagging it, I lunge the final few inches and slap her hard against her thighs, much harder than necessary. “Get in there bitch!!” I snap.... “That was for not helping earlier!” I add bitterly, rolling beneath the bottom rope and collapsing onto the apron while clutching my battered belly, leaving Brooke to enter as the legal partner.....

Brooke_Williams: I lean on the ropes, my hand outstretched. Though I am half hearted in my attempt to tag. Honestly, I could just stand on the apron and watch Faith beat Aditi all week. Where's the popcorn. My nirvana snapped as Skinny bitch slaps my hand hard. I almost try to pull it back before she tags, but the bitch made contact anyway. As we tag I quickly climb the Turnbuckl. Perching myself on the top and quickly leaping off. Hoping to connect with a drop kick before Faith turns around or if she does turn, hoping I'm quick enough to not get caught mid flight

Goddess_Faith: is too busy showing off proof that she CAN still handle herself in the ring, having busted that Indian tummy on her knee. She doesn't hear the rather loud tag being made, and is thus totally unaware of what's coming next. She tries to get SOME kind of acknowledgement from Jillian and stomps her foot indignantly when nothing is forthcoming...only to get sent forward a few other stomping steps off balance by the dropkick to her back! She collapses to all 4s near the center of the ring and groans, reaching back to her back and looking up at Jillian, shaking her head in shame. These lil ankle biters pack a whallop when they ain't getting whalloped themselves! She fights to stay up on her knees and crawl as quickly as she can to the safety of her own corner, hand extended for the tag,

Brooke_Williams: I spring up to my feet after the drop kick, seeing faith flying forward then quickly crawling to her corner, I chase forward trying to catch her. Reaching out my hand to try to grab onto her bottoms to pull her back. I don't reach in time as Faith tags Jillian. I swallow nervously as I look into those beautiful eyes of my girlfriend. I am greeted by a familiar sight. Though not the loving one. It's the predator stare. Perhaps it's from my staring at Faiths breasts earlier. Maybe it's because outside the ring I can be a royal bitch at times. Whatever the reason... Maybe it's just because Jillian does what Jillian does... Right now, I swallow hard and take a small step back

Jillian_Mercer: I slap Faiths tag and jump into the ring, helping her up and reassuringly patting her shoulder. No worries, darling ... Playtime's over. Watch the champ handle things now. I run towards Brooke and drop onto the mat by the last second, sliding into her legs and making her fall flat on her face. I keep sliding and roll out of the ring below the bottom rope, land on my feet and run around the ring towards the right side of Brooke, slide back into it keeping my momentum intact and deliver a terrible dropkick to Brookes head as she got up onto all fours.

Goddess_Faith: is helped out onto the apron and gifted the opportunity to finally see Jillian in action (live)!

Brooke_Williams: the champ is here indeed, my champ, the undisputed champ...and I can certainly see her. At least for a second. My legs get taken out from under me as I fall flat on my face. Stunned, I get back up to all fours trying to figure out where you went. I soon get my answer in the form of your boots to my face. My head snaps back and I roll to my side, my vision blurred as I try to roll to my stomach

Jillian_Mercer: I see my Brooke rolling over the mat, i quickly get up, leap over her and climb unto the ropes, bounce off and deliver a backflip spring elbow onto her back. I then roll over the floor, jump back up only to spin around and kick her stomach so hard it lifts my girlfriend off the floor and tosses her through the ring.

Brooke_Williams: just as I roll to my back I feel a sharp pain burning down my spine. The strike so vicious it paralyzed my body for a split second. I finally regain feeling and roll to my side as I attempt to get up. As I do I am once again greeted by your foot, this time to my stomach. The kick so hard that it lifts me off the mat. I fly across the ring and through the bottom and middle rope. My side bouncing off the rope and I fall to the apron, bouncing off the edge and continuing onto the floor. Landing stomach down with a sickening smack and thud on the floor. Laying face down outside the ring, grunting in pain

Jillian_Mercer: I slide to the outside, grab my Brooke on her arms and drag her brutally back onto her feet where i toss her against the apron and deliver a sharp and painful chop over her chest. The impact sends a thunderous sound through the entire arena. I then deliver another one, and even a third chop before going for a kneestrike to her tummy, spinning around and hitting her face with a roundhouse kick and ultimately send her down to the ground again with a hard punch to the jawline.

Goddess_Faith: turns to follow the action as it spills to the outside. Champ is in full control.

Goddess_Faith: thinks to herself nervously "She hates Canadians.." gulps, ponders practicing an Aussie accent, just in case.

Brooke_Williams: I lay on the cold floor, hoping to get some time to recover, my head still spinning as it tries to process what just happened. Then I feel myself pulled up to my feet, my back driven into the apron of the ring. I stumble forward, almost dropping to my knees, as I fall forward I am hit with a chop that lifts me up off my feet. The crowd doesn't even woooo, instead sitting in stunned silence at the sound. A second and 3rd followed. Each one lifting my feet off the floor as my body bends against the ring apron. The knee strike lifting me up and planting me into a sitting position on the apron. I sit for a second trying to catch my breath, the visible sides of my chest nearly purple. My fish nets torn and hanging under my right arm. You connect with a round house kick which causes me to fall back against the ropes. As I do I spring forward and run right into your fist. My head snapping to the side. Saliva flying from my mouth and splattered the fans in the front row. My eyes go white as they roll back into my head. My entire body does a 180 before it goes crashing straight down. Falling face first onto the floor. My body lifeless and motion less save for my twitchy right leg

Goddess_Faith: gets up to her feet on the apron and realizes her partner might be in trouble here. Stamping her boot on the apron, her arm extending as far as it possibly can! Then she remembers her partner is Jillian, blushes, and plays it off naturally.

Jillian_Mercer: I grab my beloved girlfriend on the waist, drag her back to the ring and roll her below the bottom rope before sliding back into the ring myself. I place Brooke on her back, all fours spread, in the middle. Then i run towards the turnbuckle, climb up and look over my shoulder to make sure she's still there and knocked silly. I then leap off and perform a beautiful double rotation moonsault, landing perfectly on Brookes stomach, crushing her under my superior body.

Brooke_Williams: I lay on the floor outside once again, dreaming about being on the titantic, right as the water is rushing in and soaking me. Suddenly I feel the wave pushing my body, my arms and legs flailing. Only I don't drown, I come to rest on the deck, staring up at the beautiful bright stars above me. Then suddenly my view is filled with the iceberg, all those mountainous hard ridges flying right towards me. How is that berg flipping? I think to myself, although I don't ponder long before the rock hard object crashes into me. My body completely crushed under the weight. My legs kick up from impact before crashing hard to the mat. My legs and arm splayed to my sides. My head tilted to the right with my tongue out and drool running from my mouth like a leaking porthole

Jillian_Mercer: I am on top of Brookes lifeless body, placing my hands on each side of her face before performing a handstand, grinning down at her. I hold the position for about five seconds before bringing my knees up, coming back down and having them crash in Brookes face, effectively crushing her under me.

Brooke_Williams: my body twitching after Jillian rises off me. She does her handstand, showing off that sexy strong body for a few seconds before she uses her momentum and gravity on come flying towards me. Her knees connecting to my face. The impact hard enough to crunch my nose, bust open my lip and push my lower body off the mat. My legs fly up over my head, my feet landing on either side of my head. Leaving me folded in half. My blonde hair getting painted red by the blood flowing from my nose and lip.

The_Average_Joe: *grabs popcorn and offers them around*🍿🍿🍿

Lara_Catgirl: (Hmm, shouldn't someone call an ambulance?)

Jillian_Mercer: I grab Brookes waist, pull her back onto her feet and whip her into one of the corners where she crashes into the turnbuckle and collapses into a sitting position. I come running at her, jump into the air to bring my legs up and roll my body together to crash into Brookes face with my ass first - A perfect cannonball strike.

Brooke_Williams: my body is lifted off the mat like a lifeless rag doll. I fly into the corner, hitting it so hard the ring moves. My head snaps back as my blood splatters the front row like I'm Jackson Pollack. I collapse in the corner, my eyes fluttering as Jillian runs towards me. Her sexy toned ass smashing into my face. My head snapping back into the bottom turn buckle. As Jillian moves away I fall forward, landing face down into a twisted heap. I lay on the mat twitching, bleeding, drooling. Jillian kicks me to my back using nothing but her boot, my arms roll to my sides, my legs landing across each other. The ref finally wakes up and starts the pin for the mercy killing. Jillians sexy boot planted firmly on the star on my chest. My face bloodied, swollen, the ref uneasy as he begins to count... One..