WWE

Beverly: Finally i was booked for another WWE match and they put me against a sort of "Barbie" wrestler who is big like my thigh. I feel pretty nasty tonite and i'm pretty sure all the WWE staff will enjoy watching the big Beverly destroying this little doll, crushing her like a bug. My intro music plays as I appear on the aisle and suddenly i get a lot of “booo” as always….i already knew that and i love when it happens. At least actually i’m famous for the way i hurt and humilaite my opponents. So i look around showing no emotions and no reactions to all that "booos" and walk to the ring …people try to high fives to me but i ignore them…only some black fans cheer me….but i past them ignoring them as well and step over the stairs and onto the apron the crowd murmur about how big i am…  i pretend the ref sits over the middle rope to make me enter into the ring and obvioulsy he does that feeling a bit worried about me...but once i'm in a loud “ohhhhhhhhh” echoes in the arena…i’m not only fat..i’m obese…Not only my big ass on display for all to see but my arms, my thighs my calves are enormous…. I hear people still murmuring about me and my body... but i’m used on that…i'm wearing a shiny black one piece back thong without any pantyhose, so all the fat of my thighs is totally showed off. Almost everyone looks in horror.....on my knees black knee pads, and as for makeup, just long fake black eyelashes, black fingernails and toenails and black lipstick....evrything black contrasting with my blonde hair all free except for some tied up in a big high ponytail..."Introducing first: at her 4th match in WWE with a record of 2 win and 1 loss...standing 490lbs 5'8".......it's BEEEEEEVERLYY!”...i don't move from my corner....i don't show any expression i just lean backward against teh ropes holding the top ones with my hands waiting to see the entrance of the next woman i'm going to destroy... 

Georgia_Ellenwood: My debut for WWE... finally! Having had success literally everywhere else, the hype for me is such that I am facing a bombshell of a woman called Beverly. Big, beautiful, and like a bomb... destructive! The perfect debut match for me to show all my talents and that I may be nicknamed "The Gorgeous One", but my talents outshine my physical beauty! Cheers flow into the arena as the lights darken, before they get back into flashing in bright colour, with me coming out in a pink and white outfit that not only compliments my figure, but also gives the term "buff barbie" a physical definition! " style="background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.5); font-size: 1rem;">

Georgia_Ellenwood: Coming out to the ring and being showered by love, it's something wonderful... and a massive contrast to how the fans were jeering at you. But in my eyes? You're not as much of a bully as much as you simply are a woman who knows how to make use of her larger size. "And her opponent, making her debut in WWE, weighing in at 152 lbs and 5'8, she is THE GORGEOUS ONEEE... GEORGIAAA ELLENWOODDD!!" I take my time in my debut entrance of course, making sure to take selfies with the crowd, giving some kids kisses on the cheek. Showing nothing but love to the fans who are showing that love right back at me. And when I enter the ring, I look at you with no hate, but love and fire. After all, seeing you as my first victim will only serve to make a statement as big as yourself...

Beverly: i hear your music but i don't move at all...i just crack my toes onto the mat and lean against my own corner following your entrance just moving my eyes ...all the people already cheering you, chanting your name if even you're at your debut. I have never seen your matches but it seems all these people already know you. Then you start to take your time with them, taking selfies and letting some fans taking pics of you. I'm getting impatient and start to walk like a lion in the cage now cracking my knuckles....and once you step into the ring the speaker announces you before to leave the ring. i stand in my corner with both hands on my ample hips scanning you from your white boots to your face. you keep smiling like if you have no idea of what i'm going to do to you tonite. I HATE the women wrestler like you: perfect body, a lot of fans behind them, a lot of men in their real life. That's why i'm gonna hurt you so bad. I want to make all these people BEG me to stop hurting you. Hurting and humiliating you will be the best satisfaction i'll have. The ref call us to the center of the ring and i walk there. he says "ok girls...i want a clean match... you know the rules..... Good luck to both of you" i keep my eyes on yours for all the time he speaks...and as he points to our corners i start to walk backawrd keeping my eyes on yours..."you're finished"...i say....

Georgia_Ellenwood: The fans are enamoured with me, but to be honest... I'm not really drawing too much from that. Because there's a person in front of me who has hatred exuding from their larger than life form! And that hate is simply driving me to beat said person even more. That person being you! I may be a face to the crowd, but I'm also a fighter. A fighter who doesn't hold back no matter who's in front of them. A fighter who will treat every match as if it is the last one ever. And a fighter who always finds joy in proving others wrong. "I'm finished?" I ask rhetorically, smiling all the while. "When the ref wakes you up, you'll know who's truly finished" I respond in a very serious tone, while my smile still remains as though nothing is wrong. Nothing is for me. It's just another case of showing my potential once more, and you're simply the unfortunate example I can't wait to get my hands on... DING DING DING!!!

Beverly: i keep my eyes on yours...not saying a word after you finish to speak....i just can't wait for the bell so i can hurt you. I'm the most hated one today but this is what makes me feel so good....and i'm sure they will hate me more when they'll see your bloody face begging me to stop hurting you....and as the bell rings i just start to walk to the center of the ring in slowly way, acting so cocky and relaxed like if i'm going to toy with a doll...i keep scanning your body and i have to say you're very hot....but it will not save you from getting the worst humiliating beating of your life. I walk to the center of the ring and stop myself there....oustrething one arm toward you...like if i'm offering you an handshake showing off a little smile...

Georgia_Ellenwood: Your silence ironically says more than whatever else you might have to say out loud. Because you could speak rubbish. You could try and tease. But instead, you are quiet. Which means to me that your intention is that of violence! The fans can feel it and look uneasy from the front row, my smile giving them some sense of calm, like I already know your intentions and don't care at all. Why? Because I have the same ideas for you too! I just hide them under my veil of beauty. As you walk to the center of the ring, I'm circling around you slowly, not even looking at your outstretched arm while smiling back at you, throwing a fast right leg kick aimed for your left leg before stepping away with speed. Stick and move is my initial plan, because I'm sure it'll piss you off even more that you can't touch me as easily as you'd like after all hehe...

Beverly: You are white and blonde so I'm pretty confident you are a dumb one...but luckly for you, you are more smart than I thought..I act like if you didn't accepted my offer...acting surprised...and it gives you the chance to do a big step toward me kicking your white boot to my left leg before stepping away fast...."Aucchhhhh"....my surprised expression changes to a mad one as I look back at you..I start to follow you, slowly...looking to make you feel like if im gonna hurt you badly now..

Georgia_Ellenwood: I may be a beautiful blonde, but I'm also a brutal one too! So chopping you down will be my pleasure as my leg kick connects justtt where I wanted it to... right before creating distance while ensuring not to get close to the ropes. After all, I've got a big bad Beverly shaped object following me slowly and can't afford to have her come at me this fresh. So I try to create space by throwing what looks like another right leg kick to your left leg, when in actuality I change the angle for a question mark roundhouse kick aimed right for your head! I know I can only do this for so long in a wrestling match. But I also know I need to put some wear on your body before affording ti get close with you...

Beverly: I walk towards you while you play moving fast to show off your freshness and ability...now I say some words...COME HERE BARBIE...I can't wait to hurt and demolish you and the thought of this make me feel a little pleasure..you keep the distance between us but at some point you try to kick me...this time to my head...but if even my body isn't that fast due to my size..my reflexes are...your leg goes up and I catch it with both hands..making you hop on the other leg...I pull it to me forcing you to a split before I let go your boot looking to make you drop onto the mat on your crotch with an unexpected leg split that will stretch your inner thighs muscles..

Georgia_Ellenwood: My speed and timing of the leg kick is what causes you to essentially walk me down, almost forcing me to throw my question mark kick high. It was barely a telegraphed shot, but you show your reflexes being akin to that of a tiger! Catching the leg to force me on one leg and almost testing my flexibility by having me drop to the mat in a split position! "Unghhhhhh!!" I groan, my crotch taking a fairly sizable amount of impact, just internally thankful that I am in fact very flexible. Otherwise this could have turned out a lot worse for my inner thigh muscles. In any case, I'm vulnerable right now and can only try to roll away for the moment being... your large body looking a lot bigger when I'm doing the splits

Beverly: as i pull your leg hard forcing you down onto the mat making you doing a front split i smile, the crowd roars a bit in surprise to see you dropping down in a such easy way showing off your flexibility but also feeling worried for the way you look so vulnerable in this position. And they are right...cause as you try to roll away....i do a big step toward you aiming my knee to your pretty face, looking to hit you as hard as i can...GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR...grunting as i put all the effort in that kick...

Georgia_Ellenwood: With me in the splits, I'm not exactly in the best position for defence at the moment. And you know that very well. Which is why you put every ounce of effort into a knee right for my face! BAMMMMM the connection of the knee to my face is absurdly loud, my body laying like this seeing stars already! Dazed to say the least, the crowd booing you while I grunt in pain... knowing this isn't a dazzling start. However, this is a marathon, not a sprint. And I'll make sure you end up worse than I am right now! 

Beverly: My knee connects with your face in a hard way...I see your blonde hair flying and your body collapsing onto the mat. Loud "boooos" echoes in the arena and it makes me smile...cause this is exactly what I was looking for...so I shake my ass to the crowd behind me like if I want to act seductive before to place my bare foot on your belly going for a cocky pin...I fluff my hair arrogantly and the ref drops onto the mat....1.....your fans can't believe their heroine is getting pinned so early in this match.... 

Georgia_Ellenwood: As my eyes flutter and regain focus, I feel a tightness in my stomach. Is it butterflies? Nerves? Nope, it's just you putting your foot on my stomach for a very arrogant pin. I don't know what you did exactly to get the crowd so visceral against you, but that feeling only adds to my motivation. I don't just want to beat you. The crowd does too! So at 1 and a half, I get the shoulder up with authority, showing that there is plenty left in the tank. And that I will not be the one going down tonight!

Beverly: I know probably you will kick out...but im sending you a message: I want to humiliate you. All these Blonde Barbies need to be humiliated and im here for this reason. But next time my foot will be into your mouth. The ref flaps his hand once...but no one counts with the ref except jjust 10 or 12 black fans. As the ref is about to slap 2 you get your shoulder up making me move my foot back to the mat.. I don't see blood on your face yet which it means I have to hit you harder next time...so I reach for your blonde hair with both hands and pull you roughly up feeling some of your hair getting ripped...and once again I try to slam my knee to your face looking to send you back to the corner ...hoping to make you sit there with your back against the turnbuckle so I can setup my next move...

Georgia_Ellenwood: Kicking out at two wouldn't be a surprise for many if they know me. I'm sure you are the same, just less a fan of me personally and more a fan of wanting to see me suffer... and that's why you don't show any mercy early on! Looking to slam your knee into my face again, my hands raising up to block most of the shot but being sent to the corner from force alone. You hit incredibly hard, like a bulldozer to a house. Only in my case, I exaggerate the impact while in the corner of the ring, giving you that sense of confidence to try another big move when in reality I'm prepared enough to react at the very least...

Beverly: I was looking to make you drop on your ass wirh your back against the corner since I was looking to hit you with a stinkface but you are able to protect your face with your hands making my padded knee doing not all the damage I was looking for but at least it sent you against the corner anyway if even you still up to your feet...but im pretty sure you are dazed enough and splashing you there would make you drop on your ass making me setting up what I was planning...so I charge at you like a bull, grunting ...my bare feet stomping onto the mat..I lift my arms up in the air making all the fat across my arms jiggling like jello as I try to slam my 490lbs against your sexy body squeezing it between me and the turnbuckle..."Grrrrrrrrrrrrr"....

Georgia_Ellenwood: You are right to an extent about me being dazed. But how dazed? Not much anymore. Plenty of focus in my eyes and not enough rattling in the brain to not feel the ring shake with every step you make. Which is why when seeing and feeling the ring shake with your charge at me, I intentionally react last second, pulling the ropes as support and moving away to have your charging body splash the turnbuckle lime a car crash! The crowd in shock with cheers, while some other fans make a "Ooooo" sound! The tides have shifted, but how much so...

Beverly: At the last moment you move away from the corner while I do a little jump looking to make the bodysplash more painful... Instead of hitting your chest, my breasts hits the top pad of the turnbuckle... My ample tits gets flatten and instinctively i hug the turnbuckle to avoid from falling on my knees... The crowd reaction is a mix of surprise and relax since if I had hit you in that way you would have been in big trouble...

Georgia_Ellenwood: The moment I moved and saw you flying, I knew it would be high impact. Because there was no sign from your legs of intending to slow down, you expecting there to be a Georgia shaped object to help break your fall and break the object at the same time. Seeing the opportunity, I rush forwards and see you barely able to stay standing, attempting a basement dropkick aimed for the back of your legs with force! You want to crush me? Well we'll see if you can if your legs are as good as jelly... the fans cheering me on as I attempt to connect with the back of your legs

Beverly: The position I am now is the worst one ever. I'm not fully up on my feet but I'm not even down on my knees..I'm putting a lot of effort on my arms that are hugging the turnbuckle...I slowly move my fat right arm to the side over the top rope making my hand hanging loose over there...and I try yo do the same with the other one. I just need to pull my big body up a bit to plant my right foot for good onto the mat and try to push myself up...but as I do, you come from behind fast jumping in the air not so high, but enough to hit the white sole of your white boots against the back of my fat thighs..."ghhooaaahhhh" the hard impact forces my knees to bend and I drop on both of them in front of the corner...my arms dropping down over the middle ropes...my head going over the middle turbuckle pad...

Georgia_Ellenwood: BAMM! My legs smashed right on the tendons on the back of your legs, making you fold slightly like some oversized lawn equipment as the crowd cheers at the impact! My start wasn't ideal, but like I said to myself earlier, I won't let it define the entire match... and I'll do much much more to you! Thankfully the dropkick inadvertently caused your head to bounce off the middle turnbuckle pad and go over it, and since I'm close enough to you, I have a little light bulb moment! I move over to try and grab you by the hair with both hands, the intention to grip you like a vice and look to smash your face against the turnbuckle as many times as the referee will allow. You want to break this barbie! Try it then!

Beverly: I shouldn't had to be there. If I would have hit you with my body splash the mat h would have been already over. Getting up from the mat is the hardest thing I have to do during a wrestling match and you know that. That's why you didn't allowed me to get up. I should be the heel between us...but it seems that now the sweet Barbie turned heel as well...you should move away since i m hanging in the corner but instead you come from behind nad grab my long blonde hair pulling my head up showing my face to the crowd for a moment before to slam it onto the middle pad of the turnnuckle..."ghhh ghhh ghhhh ghhh ghhhhh.." my head bounces back each time you slam it agaisnt the middle pad making my black mascara and black lipstick smudging over it..the ref counts 1..2...3...4.."Let her hair gooo and move away" he yells threatening to DQ you...

Georgia_Ellenwood: The threat of a DQ gets closer and closer the more I bash your bead in the corner, but I don't care completely. You talked a big game and wanted to show no mercy, so you're going to reap what you intended to sow! Some may see it as me being a heel, but to me? I'm simply giving the big bad heel a taste of her own medicine from the buff barbie herself. After the count of 4, I let go and back away a few steps, before once again jumping up in an attempt to drive my weight down to you to try and have your smudged makeup face smash into the turnbuckle one more time! You wanted a fight, you got one!

Beverly: As you let go my hair I put my hand on my face feeling pain on my nose forehead and mouth. I check for blood but luckly there isn't any....I shake my head..the crowd is completely crazy...the hot blonde barbie turning heel is a sexy touch the crowd seems to love...the ref was too sweet with you...his count was too slow and I protest for that..."what the fuck are you doing?" I tell him moving my hand out of my face..but as I do you come back at me driv8ng your weight to my body on hard way slamming my unprotected face to the middle pad again..."gghhhhaaahhh" this time the impact is so hard that I drop back to the mat covering my fave with both hands...looking to roll outside the ring for a break....taking care to drop on my feet...or it will be too hard for me to get up... 

Georgia_Ellenwood: The crowd is popping loud for me after treating your head like a basketball, dribbling it against the turnbuckle. But that last drive really did a number on you, dropping you and making you roll outside the ring in a fairly unceremonious manner. Fans in the front laughing, capturing the moment in 4k means it will be sure to go viral online! But for me, I'm focused on looking to cause more harm to you and burst off to the other side of the ring... using the ropes to give me even more momentum to help me attempt a suicide dive aiming for you like a gorgeous missile honed right at you! Your face is covered, whether in shame or pain. Whatever the reason, I want to take full advantage as best as I can! https://makeagif.com/gif/photo-umNYVM

Beverly: I feel myself stunned after all the pain you gave to my poor face...I check for blood watching into my palms but I don't see any, luckly...but I hear the stomps of your boots onto the mat which it means you are about to do something..I turn around showing off my face with some of my black lipstick smudged across my mouth and see you flying over the ropes..my eyes go wide open...and I try to catch you with my thick arms...at least you aren't that heavy....and YESSS..I do that...stumbling backward a bit..luckly the steel barricades behind me stops me from backpedaling...my right arm now is between your legs, my lef arm around your neck ...."What should i do with her now?" ..people "booooooo"..then i run to the steel pole of the turnbuckle looking to slam your back there crushing your with my own body to that steel pole...."Grrrrrrrrr"... 

Georgia_Ellenwood: My burst to catch you off guard instead has me being caught by you! The speed at which I came almost made you fall, but the steel barricades protected both you and the fans who would probably be crushed to death if you fell uncontrollably onto them. Right now though, I'm vulnerable with the grip and hold you have on me. I do throw a few short elbows at your head to try and slow you down after you taunt the crowd, them spitting venom verbally. You don't seem too bothered by their noise though, and for me, it looks like my body could be crushed by you!! In an attempt to prevent that, I try and wriggle free, hoping me being slightly sweaty makes me a bit difficult to grip onto so I can slip to your back and push you towards the corner face first yourself. But that all depends on if the grip on me is tight, or if those elbows and the wriggling can do the trick. If it can't, then I'll definitely be having back pain the next morning!

Beverly: You wiggle yourself so much looking to make me lose my balance...but im too big and my big feet are so well planted onto the mat making it impossible...but instead I feel your body sliding off mine behind me... the fact I'm so fat makes me so sweaty almost always...but also you are sweaty since we are wrestling since a bit now...and right now it seems to advantage you...I try you against my chest but you slide off like an eel ....vanishing from the front of my body and appearing behind me...all the crowd cheer you for the way you reversed my reversing move...and push me toward the steel post making me hit my now exposed face the steel pole in hard way.."Clanggggg"...my head snaps back...i feel weak for a moment and drop backward on my butt...I move my right hand to my forehead..."Oh my God"....I feel a cut with my fingers...and look at my palm noticing some blood over it...

Georgia_Ellenwood: Some members of the crowd booing, some gritting their teeth as they see me getting perilously close to being crushed with the help of the ring post... worried that their buff barbie will be a broken barbie. My fighting spirit shines through though, stopping that from happening by slipping and wriggling off you and pushing you head first into the ring post!! The fans immediately shift from concern for me to cheers for me mixed with hatred for you, as crimson red begins to show on your forehead while you're on your butt. Seeing that you're more than likely a wee bit dazed, I look to take advantage of this situation and show that more merciless side of me by throwing a superkick to your face to try and get you laying on your back and even more dazed than you already might be...

Beverly: im stunned...i wasn't expecting at all to hit the steel pole with my head so hard....and i feel like if everything goes dark for a second...making me fall on my ass.....your fans erupts in a big "yeahhhh"...i check for blood and see some in my hand coming from my forehead since it got cut...but no one "booooo" at you...instead they keep "boooo" me....i try to grab the steel barricades to get up....but you come toward me and throw a superkick to my face ..."Unghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" my head snaps back making me spit some saliva in the air...my body drops completely down to the floor....

Georgia_Ellenwood: After seeing that crimson red flow, the thoughts of you saying you'll destroy me and all that big boss energy all feels like just that... talk. When really you should have been focused on just taking me down. Because now? Now you're in for a brutal beat down by the buff barbie herself!! The crowd cheering doesn't help you either as it continues to fuel me, pushing me to put as much force into my superkick as I can. And CRACKKKK it lands with devastating force, leaving you on the floor for me to try and mount, now looking to keep on the merciless attack by throwing brutal elbows aimed for your head!! All the while, the fans continue cheering "GEORGIA GEORGIA GEORGIA GEORGIA GEORGIA!!" This is more than a match for me... it's a statement that I plan on making bigg!!!

Beverly: i lay there stunned even more by that brutal superkick....and it's very impressive to see the woman close to 500lbs onto the mat in trouble, while the "Barbie" one is showing off her strenght in a such devasting way. But the point is that my size doesn't allow me to move fast which would have made me avoid your attacks....i need to roll to my belly to get up...i need something to grab to pull me up....i feel like a turtle on her back....my right hand slowly touches my nose and this time i see more blood ....OH FUCK...some runs into my mouth....i try to lift my head off the floor but you jump over my belly with your butt...and start to ram a series of fists to my head....i try to protect my face from further attacks but some shots hit the mark making me do some loud screams when you hit my alraedy bloody nose..."Ghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Ghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"...

Georgia_Ellenwood: BAM BAM BAM!! Each elbow and hammerfist thrown on top of you makes you turtle up that extra bit more, showing just how hard each shot is if the blood coming from your nose and head isn't enough of an indication! Most of all though, the screams of pain only add to the symphony of sounds being made. The fists hitting your flesh. The screams of agony. And the cheers of the crowd to follow it. All of it is simply amazingg! However, I don't want to be boring and have both of us disqualified for being outside too long. So I get off you and look to stomp on your face one more time, shouting "GET UP OR GET DISQUALIFIED!" as I casually walk away from you as if I hadn't been treating your head like a drum moments ago...

Beverly: It seems my face became your favourite target…after you have slammed it to the steel pole of the corner, then superkicked it and then having hit me with a series of fists to my face, head and nose and go away i look like if i’m drunk…i barely move myself…and once again i check for blood on my nose….despite my big size i look defenseless, like if i’m not relalizing what happened since my face was slammed to the steel pole. But you show no mercy agian and stomp my poor face with the white sole of your wrestling boot sending me back to the floor once again…my eyes half closed watching up at the lights as the sole of your boot became dirty of my own blood…the ref, who already started to count yell at us to come back to the ring….and you start to walk there while i slowly roll to one side holding my nose in pain with one hand…the crowd going so crazy…everyone was expecting exactly the opposite….

Georgia_Ellenwood: My target is your face for now, mainly to make a point not to talk too much, otherwise something like this would happen to you. The punches, the ringpost, the stomp for good measure. All of it was to make a point. And with you rolling to one side, I turn to see you taking your sweet time getting up when a light bulb flickers on in my mind. You're taking your time, so let's give a better reason for taking your time. How do I intend on doing that? Well I see those legs and burst towards you with pace, my intention to throw another basement dropkick at your right knee joint with as much force as I can! If you're going to be on your side in pain from a little nosebleed, I'll at least make sure your legs have a hard time handling your weight...

Beverly: I spit some blood from my mouth shaking my head again…it’s not the pain i’m worried about…but the fact i ‘m a bit too stunned…thats’ why i shake my head again and again…like if i’m going to get my full senses back. But also the fact i’m so big doesn’t help. I grab the top of the steel barricades and pull me up, first going onto one knee….then, with a grunt, i pull me finally up which it makes me do a big effort to do that….i pant…i’m tired like if a normal wrestler like you lift someone bigger for a body slam or a suplex…the ref keep counting….5…..6……7…..and you decide to attack me again….this time i see you coming…and if even i’m that big, i’m able to turn to the opposite side, doing a 180 degrees…making you hit the steel barricades with your boots.. i take a deep breath…not sure what to do..i could come back to the ring and break the count or go for you…then i decide to go for you…and first of all i want t ogive you some payback stomping your face a couple of times with my barefoot…then i grab your blonde hair roughly…dragging you toward the apron…with my other hand i grab the bottom of your suit and throw you under the lower rope giving you a nasty wedgie….then i step over the stairs an make my way back to the ring behind you…

Georgia_Ellenwood: You look fatigued from the movement and the pummeling taking plenty of wind from your sails. Someone like me could probably endure more thanks to being lighter and being very well conditioned to that sort of stuff. But being as heavy as you are does come with its own fsir share of downsides. Focusing on the downsides when you're hurt and seeing a blonde missile come at you won't do you any good though, which is why you're able to just avoid me and have me CRASH into the barricade with my boots! Holding my feet in pain, my face is vulnerable to a couple stomps and is given a bit of my own medicine with some ebony flair to it... STOMP STOMP!!! The second stomp you do skims roughly off near the left side of my head, opening up a cut and causing some of my own crimson to flow out, with the fans now booing louder than they have since the start! Their hatred couldn't be any higher, and tossing me into the ring with me using the ropes to help myself get up, blood dripping... I know I can't let you get another big attack on me or else this will only get that much harder!

Beverly: as the crowd see you bleeding as well, the "booooos" to me become louder.....i have never protested with the crowd since i know which my role is....but this time i can't get it ....i start to argue with them about the fact they weren't "boooing" at you that much as it was you making me bleed...but it makes them get even more mad at me now...they start to throw some chips and popcorns into the ring ....and once i slip in between the ropes and back to the ring i take a couple of chips and popocorns from the mat and eat it...some people goes crazy...some get even more mad....some just laugh at me...but i'm tired of all of them...."is that so??? Enjoy this!" i say as i come over at you grabbing your blonde "Barbie" hair and pull your head up showing off your face. A trickle of blood runs along your cheek.....your fans stops booing at me....feeling shocked for that....but i lean over your forehead and bite it....looking to make that cut bigger and make you bleed more...

Georgia_Ellenwood: The crowd is hating this right now... I'm looking in big trouble after missing another potentially big shot. And you're more than happy to make a spectacle of it, showing off my face with a crimson tear falling from the side of my head. Only you pull a Luis Suarez and bite me! I know people call me a snack and I'm sure you're hungry after all this fighting, but nobody would expect such savagery out of you! "AGHHHH!" is all I let out, a screm that follows with blood now flowing freely from the side of my head and dripping onto the canvas. There's not a thing I can do to stop you either with your large self positioned to stop me from trying to get up. Fuck... this is not good. Not good at all

Beverly: I get a lot of "booo" as I bite you forehead...the ref suddenly come to make me stop which I do, not wanting to be DQ"ed...I act in innocent way .."it was a kiss...can't I kiss my Barbie?" I mock you keep showing your bloody face to the crowd and I can see some people's facial expression very impressed....  But I'm not done yet and pull you roughly up to your feet turning you around just to plant your head between my big flabby thighs ...suddenly wrapping my arms around your small body....I do a primal grunt as I lift you up so easily...your crotch going against my face...I do a sort of 180 degrees to balance myself before to drop to my padded knee looking to slam your back and the back of your head onto the mat with a savage powebomb... " style="background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.5); font-size: 1rem;"> ....

Georgia_Ellenwood: The boos shower the arena and aim to target you, but instead of them pissing you off, the hate only brings your cockiness that extra notch higher. And for good reason too! You've been pushed hard so far, bloodied but having me dripping and leaking a lot more than you. You should know I'm not finished, but with the way things are going so far, it's not looking good for me...

Georgia_Ellenwood: And that look only amplifies when you pull me to my feet and lift me like a paperweight, all before slamming me so hard onto the mat that the ring shakes almost as if it was about to break apart! Almost all the air expells from my lungs, and my vision is a mixture of red and hazy right now, laying like this and unsure of what's happening. But if there's one thing that's certain deep in my mind, it's that I still have that fire in my eyes and heart... " style="background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.5); font-size: 1rem;">

Beverly: That powerbomb seems that finished you....and i could go for a pin if i want...but i DON'T WANT TO...at least not yet....so i grab your blonde hair, taking care to show your bloody face to all the people and using both hands on your hair i pull you roughly up....digging my black nails into your cuts to make you bleed more....and once again i place your head between my thick thighs and crush it with my soft fat...then i move my arms around your belly and lift you up over my shoulders once again very easily....your body seems pretty finished....and i parade you around the ring a bit getting a lot of insults and "booos" from the crowd....then i stop myself to the center of the ring but this time i don't drop on my knees, instead i kick my fat legs out and slam you the back of your head, your shoulders and your back onto the mat with another nastier powerbomb..... all the insults and the "booos" suddenly stops because of the fear i would have seriously injuryed your back at this point...

Georgia_Ellenwood: After that first big powerbomb, the shake of the ring almost reverberates through the hearts of every Georgia fan in the arena... them seeing me looking worse for wear. Boos turn into an almost stunned silence. Anger turns into fear and worry for my general wellbeing. And what's worse? You don't look to want to finish things yet. Dragging me up with blood dripping even more than before at this point, I'm put into the same position that shook the ring. Only this time, you deliver an even nastier, brutal variant of the powerbomb, the back of my head bouncing off the ring and leaving me laying breathing heavily with my blonde hair covering my crimson covered face...

Georgia_Ellenwood: This is looking bad, very bad. And it might just take a miracle from me, and a whole truckload of arrogance from you for me to even have a chance here. And even in the state I'm in, fans still cheer my name for support "GEORGIA GEORGIA GEORGIA GEORGIA!"  " style="background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.5); font-size: 1rem;">

Beverly: I push you body off me making your legs drop onto the mat... Crowd mixing up some "boooos", screams and anger as they see the the big nasty wrestler destroying and hurting they hot favorite wrestler...i show off an evil smirk to them as I toy with a cat with a mouse... Then I roll you on your back and place my big chest over yours hooking your left leg which it seems unnecessary... I push your bloody face to one side forcing you to look at your fans while I pin you looking to humiliate you even in the pin... The ref goes down to the mat and hits the canvas with his hand 1....The crowd screams at me again hating me for having hurted you so badly... I I pull your hooked leg more exposing your private parts and the ref slaps 2....crowd keep insulting me... And before he slaps 3 I let go your hooked leg and grab your hair... "is that so? Let's hurt your bitch more" I say pulling your head and shoulders off the mat breaking the count...

Georgia_Ellenwood: With the match looking to be the end of after such a brutal couple of powerbombs, me not even able to kick out and having you pull my bloodied face up just adds insult to injury! Boos continue to shower and even get louder after breaking the count, until some members still see a spark of life in me and continue to chant for me. They've seen me go through so much in this match, and yet they still cheer for me... I'm sure that's got to piss you off juat as much as it's fueling me up. But right now isn't the time to think about your own insecurities... it's about overcoming this gigantic obstacle in my path!!

Beverly: I lift you up to your feet biting your forehead to make you bleed more...but I take care to don't make the ref see that... The crowd in front of us yell at him about what I'm doing to you and once he comes I stop it and I spit some blood of yours before to pull you up by hair with both handa in rough way and slam you down onto your back as hard as I can near the corner.. Making you hit both your shoulders your back and the back of your head... "Your Barbie is broken" I say as I start to climb over the corner facing you steeping with my bare feet over the lower ropes first then over the middle ropes... Everyone so worried about you now as they know what I'm going to do... 

Georgia_Ellenwood: This biting is almost getting cannibalistic at this point with how much you're having me bleed, blood dripping onto the canvas and staining my pink gear quite significantly! It's looking horrible right now, especially affer the slam in the corner has my upper back hitting the turnbuckle with little give in it. But that back of the head bounce off the turnbuckle and me laying in the corner almost refocuses my mind even for just a moment. I see you making your climb for your banzai drop. I see your evil intentions and your evil smile. And I intend on using what ability I have left to finish you no matter what!

Beverly: I see your body laying onto the mat in front of me and now all the insulting people beg me to don't do that. Your so pretty face is a mask of blood now and this is exactly what I was looking for. I grab my suit at the big leg holes of mine and pull it up like if I want to expose my big hips more... Then I leap in the air... A big NOOOOOOOO echoes in the arena as I'm going to really break your body in this way... 

Georgia_Ellenwood: The moment that the fans have dreading have arrived.... you leap with all your mass coming down like an asteroid looking to end the world... my world. But I won't let you! In the very last moment as you leap, I roll away like a sushi roll and keep my fiery eyes locked onto you, grunting in pain as blood drops from my face! The cameraman wastes no time to show not just your own crash landing imminent, but also my face of determination and crimson trying to push myself more than I ever have!

Beverly: Your fans having their hands in their hair feeling so worried about what's going to happen... They still yelling at you to warn you about what I'm going to do.. But you don't move... So I leap in the air looking to land with my huge butt on your your face and chest looking to break you in half and get the most humiliating pin I could do. But instead of landing on your body, my big ass hits the mat with a loud.. BOOOOOOOOM... All the mat shakes... Even the ropes... I do a short primal scream feeling a big amount of pain running along my spine and my big thighs outstretched to the limit toward me... 

Georgia_Ellenwood: That primal scream and the look of your body jiggling upon crash landing are more than enough of indicators to tell me that the cost of the miss is at least moderate for you, your body looking to be nearing it's own limit of endurance. After all, you're not a small woman, so keeping a high pace for long just isn't something that you can do as well as myself - someone who is right now drawing the electric energy from the crowd as I get to my feet!! The cheers are almost deafening, while front row members at the top of their lungs shout at me to capitalise on "the big bitch!" Well good news for those fans, we're on the same wavelength. Immediately after getting up, I take a third bite at the cherry and run at you as fast as I'm able to and attempt my KTF signature to try and knee your head so hard I could decapitate you!!!!!!

Beverly: The crowd erupts in a big "Yeaahhhhhhhh" as they see you rolling away making me fall on my butt so hard... This is the place where I didn't had to be... On my butt with my legs spread in front of me... I would need a minute or two to get up..while all the adrelanine running inside you made you already getting up... Your fans cheering you louder as they see I am in a such bad position now... And you run at me full speed.. Going to hit my face with a running knee... "Smaaaackkkk" my head snaps instantly back.."Uugghhhhhhhhhhh".. . Making some blood spraying in the air... My upper body hits the turnbuckle behind me with my back and then it drops onto the mat.. A big cut opens to my forehead right where you kicked me... Blood running across my face as I lay onto the mat in trouble and pain now... 

Georgia_Ellenwood: Breathing heavy after FINALLY hitting you with such a devastating signature of mine, I look at you with nothing but fire! Your face now slowly having a crimson mask brings some level of joy, but I can't just leave it at that. I won't leave it at that! You've been merciless and humiliating me, so why don't I repay the favour? The fans are clearly up for it to as I slowly push you onto your back and get on top of you, all before throwing a barrage of elbow strikes and hammerfists aimed for your cut and your head generally! Looking like a bloodlusting barbie now, my ground and pound attempt isn't just paying back what you did to me... it's to make that statement I promised to make at the start of all of this!!

Beverly: I could have finished you with that pin I broke on purpose to hurt you more... And if would have do that now I would have been celebrating my win with my foot on your mouth which is my signature way to celebrate and I would have added pretty easily another win under my belt. It was a big mistake since actually I'm in trouble. You roll me on my back and a big bump with a large cut is visible on my forehead right were you hit me with you knee. My face is bleeding but it seems not enough for you cause you start to hit me with elbows strikes and hammerfists exactly on that cut making more blood running out.. The scene is pretty impressive.. Some people covering their eyes as they see my own blood spraying everywhere each time you hit me.. My head snaps back at every strike.. Making me doing primal screams.. I try to stop you grabbing your striking arm but it seems right now, after that brutal knee strike to my face, I'm too weak to stop your momentum... 

Georgia_Ellenwood: If this scene was animated, it might even rival the boys in how brutal the showing is. The Bloodied Barbie leaking with her own crimson after taking a beating and really should have been taken away in a stretcher. But this buff beautiful barbie has the fortune of facing an overconfident and cocky opponent. One who probably has an ego that matches her size. And each blow spraying blood is a scene that the referee will probably never want to see again, although the same can't be said for some fans of me who hate you with every fiber of their being! I stop after about 20 seconds of non stop brutal strikes. Not just because I don't want to waste the reserve amounts of energy I have. But because I want to finish you spectacularly! And what better way than to beat someone who aimed to put their ass on my than to hit them with my Gorgeous Eclipse! So I get off of you while trying to take a breath, before making my way to the top rope and waving you to get up. My hope is that your own pride that's led you to this path will also lead you to get up... only I don't intend to keep you up for long

Beverly: you hit me with all the power and brutality you have...making my head bouncing each time you hit my poor face making the blood running from my cuts down across my eyes, nose and mouth...the crowd count each time you hit me making me squirm at every shot and once you are done with that you get off me....i roll to my belly covering my face in pain...the blood is smudging my dark makeup making my vision all blur. All the crowd is chating your name as you still in charge now...i'm so stunned but try to get up anyway....i plant my hands onto the mat while you climb over the top ropes....i lift my upper body off the mat and plant my knees onto the canvas getting onto all fours...blood dripping onto the mat from my face...but i grab the middle rope with one hand....planting my foot onto the mat in a slow motion...once again i shake my head cleaning my vision from the blood...then grab the top rope with both hands and finally pull my 490lbs up...i feel my legs wobbling and i feel like if i'm about to fall again but i keep the ropes with my hands until i feel i can stand...but i try t balance myself moving my feet aside, to get more balance....blood running from my face...i look in front of me but i don't see you...so i look around...also outside the ring....turning myself around...

Georgia_Ellenwood: The wait for you to drag yourself up takes a few moments, but for the crowd it feels like a decade! For me, time isn't even a concept. All I see is the woman who tried to ruin my debut and humiliate me all the while. So I see more than just a woman... a target to finally finish. As you get to your feet and turn yourself around, I jump as gracefully as one ever could and twist my body in my attempt to finish you with a move that has finished many opponents... my Gorgeous Eclipse! Flying through the air has fans cheering, cringing in fear, and some in hope - all just hoping that the big black brute finally gets put down for good...  " style="background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.5); font-size: 1rem;">

Beverly: i hear a lot of noise coming from your cheering fans while i try to find out where you are..i'm so weak and dazed for all the fists you hit me with and i'm barely able to stand up....but as i'm going to turn around to your direction you leap in the air twisting your body as you past me, grabbing my head with both of your arms while you drop onto the mat making me force down with a nasty leaping corkscrew neckbreaker that makes my big body first going down, my head almost touching the mat before it snaps back making me land on my back onto the mat with a loud THUDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD...the impact of my 490lbs onto the mat makes all the ring shaking, ropes included...making me laying in a spread eagled shape onto the mat...not moving...all the people going crazy as they see the huge wrestler that looks finished...

Georgia_Ellenwood: The cheers blow up louder than it has ever had so far in the match after my Gorgeous Eclipse lands with absolute precision! Shocking given the amount of damage I've endured, but the adrenaline is powering me through this right now. And unlike yourself, I see my opponent unconscious and immediately go for the pin, flopping my body on top of yours as I breath heavily but smirk at your unconscious face. Is this is? I really hope so...

Beverly: A moment ago I was going to crush your body under my huge fat butt which it would have been followed by such humiliating pin...but something went wrong... And now I am flat on my back with my legs spread wide open and my eyes half closed.. So stunned by that series of fists on my poor face that made me bleed like a fountain followed by your Gorgeous Eclipse that probably finished me off.. You crawl over my body like a panther and go chest to chest with me in a such sexy position also our mounds gets in touch.. Crowd excited...

Georgia_Ellenwood: The crowd forget all the pain I've been through in the not so distant past. All those powerbombs. All the big moves you've delivered. And yet I've still managed to overcome it, showing just how resilient snd just how much fighting spirit I have! With us both body on body, sharing blood and sweat essentially, the referee with his shocked expression goes for the pin, hoping that no more blood needs to be shed here tonight! ONE!!! TWOOO!!!! ...

Beverly: You look into my half open eyes as the crowd get up from their chair as they finally see the chance you get the win in this dramatic and bloody match...i moan under you for the pain I'm feeling on my poor face all bruised and to my neck.. The ref drops onto the mat and slaps his hand.... 1....your fans counting with him all together with a loud "Oneeee".... The ref slaps his hand again for 2... and your fans follow him with a louder "Twooo".....

Georgia_Ellenwood: The sounds of the crowd counting with the ref. The warmth of your body. Your moans of pain vibrating through your body. All of those sensations I feel through myself, just waiting for that prime number to be slapped and counted to seal the deal for this match. Each second passing, I feel the pain catching up with me, the fatigue getting to me but me holding out as best I can to get past the finish line as I hear.... THREEE!!! DING DING DING!!!

Beverly: You press your hot body over mine even more and I feel like if you are enjoying this moment. At least I felt pretty aroused when I was pinning you... I barely move one of my enormous thick thigh up like if I want to kick out.. But I lift it for max 4 or 5 inches from the mat before it drops back on the canvas making all the fat of my thigh jiggling.. The ref slaps his hand 3... And your fans scream "Threeee" before the bell rings signaling officially the end of the match... "Aaaand your winner, Via Pinfalllll... The Goorgeeeous Ooneee... Geeooorgia... Eeeellleeeenwoooood"...you still on top of my body as I slowly turn my face to one side making some blood dripping onto the mat...

Georgia_Ellenwood: As the bell rings, I stay on top of you and let out a sigh of relief for my debut being victorious against such a big opponent, blood continuing to spill from both my face and yours, prompting the referee to come in and bring the medical team to check on us both. I swat them away though, whispering to your ear "who's the broken one now?" Before planting a kiss on your cheek and letting the ref help me up to raise my hand for such a hard fought victory!

Beverly: I moan in pain... That finisher of yours almost koed me.. I still not realizing what happened yet... I just feel pain to every inch of my head... From my face to my neck... Your blood dripping over my face as you kee your body pressed sensually against mine like if you want to make the crowd taking pics of this moment to remember this match for ever.. Then you taunt me whispering me my ear some words...but I don't say anything. Then you give me a kiss.. Your mouth getting dirty of my own blood.. Then you get up up with the ref help who lifts your arm up in victory while the crowd chant your name louder....