Women fight women pro league

LipstickPatti: Tonite i'm booked against a young wrestler in a match that will be classified for two federations: NOIR and Women fight. My opponent is a wrestler so young that she could be my grandaughter since she is almost 40yo younger than me. She didn't scored a win yet....so i'm pretty confident i'm going to win easily....i go out of the room wearing my signature white ring jacket with my "Lipstick Patti" logo printed on my back... ...my music that starts to play over the arena sound system...i make my entrance into the ring with my hands on my hips... I'm showing my lovely smile all red thanks to my signature red lipstick while i walk to the ring slapping some hands of my fans bumping my hips side to side looking to seduce all the crowd....some old fans cheer me but some young ones are waiting for my much younger opponent...i take off my whit ering jacket and i stop in front of my husband and my 35yo son Jack kissing them before to step over the stairs and onto the apron of the ring...mtc

  

LipstickPatti: i strike a sexy pose showing off my skimpy black one piece so high at the hips and with a thong backward that is so thin that my flabby butt cheeks are already full exposed at the back that i seem naked from behind.. ..At the front it barely cover my bald pussy .. Then i wear white knee pads and some white pro boots that have the word "S❤️xy " printed on the sides with a red heart in place of the "E" letter that i took from a wrestler i've pinned some months ago...Black eyeshadow, a lot of foundation to hide my wrinkles and my signature red lipstick on my lips that match my red fingernails..I slip in between the ropes waving at the fans.... getting mostly cheers from my own fans but also some BOOOOO from your fans....i wave to the crowd trying to walk in seductive way greeting the audience like a diva, before to finally walk to my corner blowing kisses to everyone...MUAHH MUAAHHH..💋💋 ...making my cellulite jiggling at each step it do..then i put my back against the turnbuckle..my smile turns to a serious and nervous expression as i'm waiting for your entrance and for our intros so we can both get anounced by the speaker...

LipstickPatti:

Pinky_Orange: I'm new to the scene and want to make a name for myself. So far, I've only fought in cheap clubs and lost everywhere. I'm only 158 cm tall and weigh 63 kg. Most of my opponents were taller and had fun with me. I'm already wondering whether it's worth continuing, but it pays well and I haven't learned anything else. But now I've suddenly received an offer to fight in a big arena. I read it and can't believe what it says. Patti, a former world champion, wants to fight me. I have no idea why she's interested in me, but the pay is good and I have nothing to lose, so I sign the contract and agree to it.

Pinky_Orange: On the day in question, I drive my rickety Ford to the hall. Even from outside, you can hear the noise pulsating inside. There seems to be a lot going on. My heart is pounding in my throat. I grab my bag and go inside. At first, they don't want to let me in, but I show them the contract and a lady leads me to my changing room with a grin. "Why is that old hag grinning like that? Is there something wrong with me?" I think briefly, but then forget about it right away. I take off my clothes and put on my fighting gear. A white/pink bra and skirt, white boots, pink knee pads, and I've dyed my hair orange.

Pinky_Orange: I put on my makeup and am called out, so I come out. It's the first time so many people want to see me in the ring, and I'm more excited than ever. I walk through the crowd, waving and high-fiving anyone who holds their hands out to me. Some music starts playing, and then the announcement: "And here is the newcomer, a new star in the wrestling world, ready to take over from the old generation, 22 years young, 5'2" tall, and packing 140 pounds of power... Welcome... Pinky ooooorangeeeee." I'm flattered and approach the ring.

Pinky_Orange:

LipstickPatti: I see you make your entrance and i scan you from your face to your white boots that seems so shiny and your soles so white that it seems this is the first time you're wearing them...i relax myself against the turnbuckle bhind me holding the ropes at my sides....then you make your entrane into the ring and once again i scan you...an evil smile comes into my face as i nod at you mimicing a "hello" with my full red painted mouth and showing you my best smile like if i want to welcome you ...the speaker comes to the center of the ring looking to introduce us...LADIES AND GENTLEMEN...WELCOME TO THE MAIN EVENT MATCH FOR BOTH WOMEN FIGH AND NOIR WRESLING FEDERATIONS..crowd roars... cheering and booing........AND NOW LET ME INTRODUCE FIRST A VETERAN OF THE RING....SHE ISN'T A WRESTLER ONLY..SHE IS A BEAUTIFUL WIFE AND A WONDERFUL MOM..WITH A RECORD OF 0-1 I NOIR AND 1-0 IN WOMEN FIGHT....STANDING 198LBS 5'7" 60YO...PLEASE GIVE YOUR WELCOME TO....LIIIIIIIIPSTICKKK PATTIIIIIIIII..I do a big smile and leave the corner doing a long parade around the ring puckering my lips like a duck as I'm blowing kisses everyone like a sexy diva if even my fatty rolls on my hips and my cellulite jiggle at every step it do....then i move back to my corner and strike some more poses getting on my left tip toe showing off the word "Sexy" printed on the side of my boot with a red heart in place of the "E" letter which it makes the word "S❤️xy " printed over it while i still blowing kisses to everyone...MUAHH MUAAHHH..💋💋 ....before to turn back at you confident i did a such sexy show for the crowd working all the fans confident you culdn't be able to do the same....i smile at you waiting for the speaker introducing you...

LipstickPatti:

Pinky_Orange: I cover the last few meters, continue clapping and signing autographs. This has never happened to me before and I almost feel like a star. Then I climb into the ring and the referee holds the ropes apart for me, smiles at me. He seems to like me a lot, and when I look at you, I can understand why. I can't believe what an old hag you are, old and fat, and she was once world champion? I grin at you and nod somewhat arrogantly. However, she is 10 cm taller and at least 1000 kg heavier, or fatter than me, and at least 10 kg of that is makeup. If I stick to her, I'll be done for. I walk through the ring, wave and accidentally bump into you, stepping on your foot with my white boots. "Oh, sorry princess, I didn't mean to," I say, putting my hand over my mouth affectedly, as if I were shocked by what I had done, then climb onto the rope. I wave to the crowd and blow kisses.

Pinky_Orange: "So ladies, I expect a fair fight, no low blows, no eye gouging, no biting, but you know that. The fight ends by pinfall or knockout." I listen with feigned boredom, as if I were the greatest professional, and just smile wearily. "So, old woman, how long will you last without an oxygen tent? You're already gasping for air, and I haven't even started beating you up yet." I laugh, dance around in my corner, and wait for the bell.

LipstickPatti: you walk around the ring stepping on my foot ...making my white boot which i'm so jealous off, a bit dirty...HEYYYYYY....i feel a bit pain on my toes...and instincitvely pull my boot up caressing at first the point where my toes are and then trying to clean it...BE CAREFUL WHERE YOU PUT YOUR FEET....i say...and as you say you're sorry...i just say ...IT'S OK....not getting so mad at you....at least you're new into this business...so i don't think you did it on purpose.......so i put my boot back to the mat and as you walk to your own corner i start my usual show....i take my signature red lisptick tube💄 from in between my breasts and twist it then apply it on my lips.. ...making them look like if they are all covered by a large amount of red paint.. 💋....i pucker my lips as i do..doing a duck mouth with my lips and a kissy face.. . and i start to send kisses to everyone acting in sexxy way... . ..MUAAAHH.. MUHAAHHH..acting seductive to get more fans by my side..then i look back at you...MTC

LipstickPatti: feeling so confident to have showed you how to work the crowd ...YOU SHOULD LEARN THIS...i say...then the ref call us to the cnter of the ring to give us some instructions...i'm smiling at you..and as the ref finish to speak i tell you.....THE BETTER WOMAN WILL WIN...I say giving my my hand to shake...acting like a good woman...and treating you like if i was your mom...DON'T BET WORRIED...DO YOUR MATCH AND ENJOY EVERYTHING...i say ...but as you reply to me calling me old woman and mocking me about the fact i'm old...my mouth forms a big "O".....WHAT? I look around at the crowd...not expecting to hear these words....LISTEN BITCH...YOU KNOW WHO I AM? YOU SHOULD SHOW SOME RESPECT TO ME.....i say pointing at you while i blow an hot kiss at you with my hot fresh red painted lips.. .. ..showing you off my perfect done makeup...AND YOU WILL, TRUST ME!...i say then i walk back to my corner stepping over it onto the middle ropes spreading my thick legs a bit to give you a good view of my flabby butt that seems naked from behind cause my thong is so thin..still blowing kisses to everyone ... the bell rings DINGGGGGGGGGGG..but i keep myself over the corner...working my fans...sending the latest kisses to my husband and to my son before i hop back to the mat...basically understimating you since i'm taking my time even if the bell alrerady rang....

Pinky_Orange: I lean against the rope and watch your ridiculous performance. Why is this old woman prostituting herself like this? Who wants to see something like that? You proudly present your wobbly skin, your wrinkled ass. Hasn't anyone told you that you look like a scarecrow? Although, scarecrows look better. I also strut around in my corner, provocatively adjusting my bra and bending over to look at my white boots, slowly running my hands over them and showing off my plump, firm butt. I'm wearing a pink thong under my skirt and the crowd is thrilled, all eyes are on me, no one wants to see you. I slap my butt with my flat hand and stand up lasciviously, lick my lips, play with the crowd. Then I stand up, you're still waving, looking kind of desperate, and I almost feel sorry for you. "World champion and no one cares," I grin, and the gong sounds. You don't react and still have your back turned to me. Does the old lady not take me seriously? Well, okay, then that's how she wants it. I fall backwards into the rope, gather momentum and run towards you, jump off and try to ram my feet into your back with a dropkick.

Pinky_Orange:

LipstickPatti: after you see me shwoing myself off you do the same....making the crowd getting crazy for you...at least you're younger, hotter and probably sexiest than a 60yo woman like me....the crowd is taking a lot of pics about you and i see that...getting mad...HEY STOP IT!! i tell to all the crowd who BOOOOOOO at me....i keep arguing with them...IT'S ME THE DIVA HERE! but you keep seducing them showing off your thong underneath your skirt....you wave them...you play with your legs caressing your boots showing off your little ass...licking your lips....i get so mad...and keep working the crowd as well but i don't get all that cheers yet......WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?? I'M THE REAL DIVA!! WHO THE FUCK IS SHE? i say as i hop back to the mat and suddenly something hits my back so hard that my chest and face are smashed against the turnbuckle...BAMHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...i drop down on my knees...the fans erupting in a big YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...

Pinky_Orange: I'm taking advantage of your self-love and stabbing you in the back. That old bitch only has herself to blame if she cares more about the audience than her opponent. If she cares so much about being seen, she should work in a haunted house, that's a better fit for that whore. She should realize that her time is up and now it's the young, sexy girls' turn. You fly through my kick against the ring post and I grab your hair, pull your head back and slam it against the post, once, twice and, because I'm on a roll, a third time. The whole ring shakes when your head hits the post.

LipstickPatti: my back already on fire...and it seems you know it's my weakness since during my long career i took so many backbreakers, slams, kicks that I had to have surgery several times....plus my old age doesn't help. I lay into my own corner..obviously my old fans boos at you and if even you acted like an heel all the crowd seems to cheer you....I move one hand behind my back massaging it but you grab my hair taunting me and pull my head back...i move my hands over yours trying to unlock your fingers from my hair..MY HAIR REEEEEEF...but you slam my fae back ot the post 1..2...3..times making me scream each time you slam my face....GAWDD GAWDDDD AAHHHHHHHHHHH....i still on my knees but my upper body collapse over the middle turnbuckle pad...my son can't believe at this....neither Marvin...and neither me....i lay there dazed...not especting a such loser starting in this way...

Pinky_Orange: I never expected to dominate you like this. I've never won before, and now the world champion is lying here on the mat in front of me. I raise my arms, feeling superior to you, even though you're 40 years older, old and fat. It just feels good. I pull you back by your hair and throw you onto your back. I run back to the rope, spring towards you and jump on your face with a leg drop, my boot hitting your forehead. I get up, you're lying perfectly, and I climb onto the rope. Cheers erupt as I climb onto the top rope and raise my arms, jump off to land on you with a bodyslash, quickly grab your leg and try to roll you up and pin you.

LipstickPatti: i move one hand to my face...feeling myself stunned....i check for blood and luckly i can't see any...but arena spins ....i feel like if i don't know where i am....i barely try to get up from there.....my son screaming at me ...GET UP MOOM!! but you grab my hair again....and throw me onto my back hardly making me slam the back of my head agianst hte mat...BAMHHHHHHH...i moan in pain holding the back of my head with both hands...one leg bent at the knee, the other one flat.. ..my fan silent...no one was expecting to see a champion like me in a such trouble against a woman who lost 9 out of 9 maches.....but as i'm trying to recover from the pain you bounce on the ropes and leap in the air hitting my forehad with a legdrop...BAMHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH....my body jolts.....Marvin get up worried....SHIT PATTI!! GET OUT FROM THERE!! you get up again and climb over the ropes....also Jack now gets worried...MOMMM!! GET OUT FROM THEREE DAMN IT!! i don't move at all...feeling so stunned....your fans cheeirng you as you raise your arms and jump off....MOOOOOOOOOM GET OUTTTTTTT! Jack screams again but it's too late...your hot body splashes over mine...BAMHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH....the mat shakes for the impact and so does all the large amount of cellulite on my thick thighs.....you hook one of my legs and pull it up rolling me to a pin...my big ass on display.....Jack shocked...OH NOOOOOOOOO.... .....

Pinky_Orange: The adrenaline rushes through me, my leg drop hits perfectly and the bodysplash lands right on target. I land softly on your fat body and hear you scream. I lie across you, grab your fat, fleshy legs and roll you up. The referee is already counting 1... 2... but then, for whatever reason, I get cocky. I've had so many butts in my face during my fights, I want to give it back now... I break the pinfall and squat on your face. I lift your legs again, but press my butt firmly against your face, rub myself and pin you down again. "That's better, isn't it, bitch? I know that, I've experienced it many times before," I laugh and wait for the referee to count again.

LipstickPatti: that bodysplash was really hard to take...especially after that series of faceslams and that legdrop right over my forehead....i'm stunned.....and you pull my leg up even more showing off my intimate parts for all to see..my thin thong pressing against my pussy so hard that my big labia are almost getting showed off...the ref slaps his hand ONEE.....TWOOOOOOOOO.....Jack yells GWAD MOOOOOOM! KICK OUT!! i barley move my flat leg but not enough to kick out...Marvin yells NOOOOOOOOOOO....but as the ref is about to slap 3 you get off from my body....breaking the pin....everyone in the crowd can't believe at it....you had the chance to get your 1st win in less than 3 mins from the start....and now you broke the pin....my thick leg drops onto the mat...my head turns to one side not realizing yet what happened....but suddenly everything becomes dark....you put that hot firm ass on my face....making your thong pressing against my nose and mouth..MPFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF....i can't do anything as you rub yourself on my face and pin me down again in one of the most humiliating pins ever....both my husband and my son can't believe at this...the jobber pinning me in a such unrespectful way...my big flabby ass totally on display as you pull my legs up....

LipstickPatti:

Pinky_Orange: I sit heavily on you, my buttocks squeezing the air out of you, your nose wedged between my firm cheeks, I rub myself on your face, leaning forward so that you can feel my pubic area too. I bend you back far so that your limp ass is clearly visible to everyone, the audience cheers, laughs, and claps enthusiastically, no one has ever put me in my place before, and now I have the world champion beneath me in such a humiliating pose. I rock back and forth on you so that your shoulders lift off the floor every now and then, playing with you. I am convinced that the old bitch is finished. The count starts again and I press you firmly to the floor. The crowd cheers, I nod to them and everyone shouts "1." I usually only hear that when I'm down, or when I'm unconscious, but this time it's the other way around, and I'm enjoying it. I let go of one leg briefly and slap your wobbly butt, but quickly grab it again so as not to stop the pin.

LipstickPatti: it seems you're enjoying this pin more than the fact you would enjoy the win....so you keep it like if you don't want it will never end...i can feel the smell of your most private parts agaisnt my face as you lean forward and rub it like if you want to give yourself a sort of sexual pleasure...i moan in protest...GHHHHHHHH GHHHHHHHHHHHHH.... strugglign trying to get free...you show totally no respect to me...and there isn't much i can do from this position....at least i can't kick out at all...the way you rub yourself makes my shoulders getting lifted every now and then from the mat making my face pushing against your ass each time you move backward....i try to turn it to one side as you lean forward.....GET OFF MEEEEEE..i cry out feeling a mix of pain and humiliation....the ref re-start his count again.....your fans are taking pics of this unexpected pin from the jobber to a wrestling Champion....the ref slaps his and ONEEEEEE...and you nod to everyone showing off how confident you are....then you let go one of my legs making it drop onto the mat...in this way the get spread since one still hoooked and the other one is flat onto the mat....but you do it just for a moment, enough to slap my wobbly butt making all the big amount of cellulite jiggling adding insul to injury...before to grab it again .....i try to oustretch my arms aside looking to get the ropes and break the pin but they are too far....Marvin looks at Jack...SHE'S DON'E....he says...

Pinky_Orange: I sit heavily on you and you are at my mercy, you come free and I pull your legs so tightly against me that your back tenses and hurts, I can clearly feel you squirming, your face rubbing against my butt, my plump cheeks enveloping it, and the referee and everyone in the hall counting loudly, "2." I take a deep breath and suddenly let go of your legs and stand up. A murmur goes through the crowd. Are they crazy, they think, what's going on now? They can't believe it. But I want the knockout. It's final, no discussion. I look down at you, you're already lying defeated on the mat, I lift my leg and kick you twice hard in the stomach with my white boot. I raise my arms and let myself be celebrated, my first victory and in such a big hall, this will boost my career, from now on it's all uphill. I can already see myself in the Champions League with the best. I bend down to you, grab your hair, and pull you up to me.

Pinky_Orange: "Get up, bitch, don't make yourself so heavy, you can lie down again in a minute," I taunt you, grab your bodysuit and try to pull you up with a wedgie, but you're too heavy and too fat, I can't do it. "Okay, I can't bodyslam you, you fat bitch, so I'll do it another way," I taunt you, grabbing your head and tucking it under my arm. I raise my other arm and signal that I'm going to finish this now. I swing one leg forward and let myself fall backward with momentum, wanting to finish you off with a DDT.

LipstickPatti: the ref slaps TWOOOOOOOOO....and your fans yells all togheter counting with the ref....mine completely silent....no one can believe you lost all your 9 matches in smaller wrestling federations.....the ref raises his hand to slap 3...i struggle but not enouth to kick out....but you break the pin again letting go both of my legs and standing up...my heavy makeup all smeared across my pretty face....some of my lipstick and my eyes makeup against your crotch area ....crowd murmuring as i try to roll away looking for a break....but you lfit your leg and kick me twice into the stomach..GAWDDDDDDDD. .OUHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...i blow off some air gettign in a fetal position.....your fans are enjoying this one sided beatdown..the young fresh hot wrestler totally destroying the old fat one...but as i'm trying to escape from your fury you grab my hair....AHHHHHH MY HAIRR MY FUCKING HAIR REEEEF...i cry out...my body covered in sweat....i'm so tired....but you force me up..i barely stand up..staggering on my own place....then you tuck my head under your arm, trapping me ...then you grab my swimsuit and pull me up with a wedgie...AAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH....i scream loud as i feel my thong cutting my butt cheeks like if it was a blade but my thong is too thin that also at the front i feel a wedgie cutting my intimate parts in two...mtc

LipstickPatti: .i scream in agony trying to move my fingers almost inside to me to pull that lycra material of my suit out of my ass and pussy....PLEASEE NO NOOOOOO...my eyes wide open as i realize what you're going to do....but before i can even try to get free you kick your leg forward and let your self fall backward....BAMHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH....my face hits the mat hardly as you execute a perfect DDT.. .my son jumping from his chair....GEEEEEEEEEEZZ MOOOOOOOOOOOM!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!! his hand on his mouth in shock...my head bounces off the mat with all my body making me doing a soft roll to one side before to end up on my back...layng spread eagled near the ropes right in front of my family..my intimate parts almost completely on display.. ...

 

Pinky_Orange: Your head is wedged under my arm and your arms dangle limply. "The old lady is completely exhausted. I really thought this would be harder. Now there's a fat prize money on top of that. A perfect evening," I think as I throw you onto the mat with a DDT. You hit the mat hard and roll unconscious onto Debauch. I kick your hand with your boot, no reaction. "She's gone," I nod contentedly and see that your lipstick has slipped out of your tits and is rolling across the mat. I bend down again and pick it up. I lift it up the way you always do when you run in and turn it on. Cheers erupt again, you're knocked out, I'm on top of you, humiliating you with the gesture. I reapply my lipstick even though the red is too bright, too slutty for me, but I want to humiliate you further. I finish applying my makeup and, like you, pucker my lips, then slip the lipstick into my bra. I look down at you, you still don't move, I put my foot on your face and nod to the referee, "Count, it's over."

LipstickPatti: my body does some spasms for the hard impact of my face against the mat...and my own lipstick tube drops out from my cleavage rolling near your....i kissed the mat leaving a red print of my own lipstick over there....that became very visible as my body rolls to my back...my fans totally silent....you get up and kick my hand with your white boot to see if i react...but i don't move at all...then you see the red lipstick tube and take it...your fans roars....wondering what you have in mind....you lift it up and twist it....crowd cheering you.....and to add insutl to injury you do what i did before, doing my own antics...applying it on your lips....making them so bright red....you also do my own kissy face motion puckering your lips like if you want to blow kisses to the crowd then put the lipstick tube back into your bra rooking down at me...you made me look like a fucking jobber in this match...i don't move at all...you put your shine white boot on my face nodding to the ref who feel so bad for me....knowing me since so much time...this is the 3rd time he is going to count an humiliating pin....

LipstickPatti:

Pinky_Orange: I feel happier than ever before. I defeated a world champion, completely dominated her. I'm not the loser everyone always says I am. Tomorrow it will be in the newspaper, maybe there will be a report on TV, or at least on TikTok. I lick my lips, I applied your lipstick extra thickly, now it's stuck between my breasts like a trophy. "Who's the jobber now, you fat bitch? Who's lying on the mat and who's standing over you?" I yell at you, even though you're knocked out on the floor and probably can't hear me. My foot is on your head, I rub it and nod to your husband and son, grin at them and imitate your pouty lips again. The referee falls to her knees next to you, slaps her hand on the mat. 1... 2... The whole hall counts along, only your fans, and there are quite a few of them, are silent and look at you desperately as you lie in the ring.

LipstickPatti: crowd can't believe at their eyes....a woman who lost every match is pinning the veteran Lipstick Patti making her look like a jobber....Marvin and Jack came here to see me winning easily...and they weren't expecting to see me destroyed and pinned like this...i barely feel the smell and the taste of the sole of your own white boot against my lips and nose...you don't press it much like if you want to show everyone you can pin me without putting any pressure....you taunt me humiliating me not only with this kind of victory pose pin but also wit hyour words...i don't say a word...i can't...i'm too dazed....you nod at my husband and so showing off your smile that became even more pretty and sexy with my own red lipstick appleid on your lips....the ref doen't have any choice but start the count...murmuring..I'M SORRY PATTI....then slaps his hand 1...then 2....your own fans screaming ONEEEEEE..Marvin is completely disappointed....HOW IS IT POSSIBLE THAT HE LOST TO A JOBBER? he asks to my son who still screaming at me to kick out....but i barely move one leg...bending it at the knee...i try to kick out but my leg fall onto the mat... .TWOOOOOO....my son see the ropes near me...MOM PLEASEE!! CATCH THE ROPES! i don't even move a finger of mine....i'm too stunned....but i barely move my right leg lifting it up as i oustretch it ton my right...not realizing what i'm doign and where are teh ropes...i just try a blind attempt to break the pin...i let my leg fall...and my boot stops over the lower rope...the ref is about to slap 3 but he realizes that my boot is on the rope....so he show off two fingers in the air...ROPEEES.....TWOOO..IT WAS TWOOO.....breaking the pin as you keep your boot on my mouth....

Pinky_Orange: I have my foot on your face and pin you down with an arrogance that I don't really deserve, because I'm a rookie without a win, and you're an experienced veteran who deserves respect. But I don't show you that. On the contrary, I taunt you by pinning you half-heartedly and already raising my arms in victory, my fingers forming a "V" and shouting loudly, "Yesssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss" The count begins: 1... 2... where's three and out? I look around in confusion, and the referee points to your leg, which is lying on the bottom rope. I can't believe it. "Who did that? She's done for, look at her, she's not moving anymore, say the damn 3," I hiss at the referee. I look over at you angrily, you're barely moving and your son is standing next to you at the ring, grinning at me. "Back!" shouts the referee, and I have to go back to my corner, but I continue to argue. "It was her brat who put his leg in the rope, didn't anyone see that? The bitch isn't moving anymore, she's finished," I yell angrily at the referee, ignoring you, feeling cheated out of my victory. The hall is in an uproar, half of them booing, the others cheering because you narrowly escaped defeat.

LipstickPatti: you keep playing in a such arrogant way...treating me like a real jobber....you could have pinned me before, not just once but two times and probably the ref could have counted to 10...but now you acted too cocky....and if even that DDT really put me near to pass out the voice of my son made me wake up a bit, at least enough to move my leg to the side and break the pin...but my fans don't celebrate the fact i broke the pin...this match is gone...the pin is just postponed...the ref tell you to back away as my boot still against the rope....Jack screams at me to roll outside the ring....and with the last effort i pull myself using my boot on the rope to drag myself under the lower rope and outside the ring...my body is covered in sweat....i stagger on my own place...everything spins...i'm barely able to stay up...my makeup totally smeared across my eyes and especially my lipstick across my mouth... ....i walk around the floor while the ref counts..1....2....i move to my family....and put my hands over the top of the steel barricades....Marvin caress my hair air putting some out of my face...Jack massages my shoulder.....PATTI WHAT'S HAPPENING? SHE LOST 9 OUT OF 9 MATCHES..SHE'S DESTRYOING YOU! i nod....I KNOW..I KNOW....SHE ATTACKED ME WHILE I WASN'T READY.....I say as Marvin tell me to protect my back and my face...i nod at him...checking for blood on my forehead...and luckly i don't see any...the ref keep counting ...3....4....I adjust my hair....looking up at you into the ring....i'm worried now...but also so mad at you....i get a water bottle from a fan and drink it .....while the ref keep counting..5...6....i try to get more time to recover....and keep walking around the ring...cleaning my face from the smell of your intimate parts...then turn the corner and keep walking...some fans of yours throwing some popocorns to me...the ref counts again......as i walk near the apron....

Pinky_Orange: I'm standing in the ring and talking to the referee, "That was cheating, someone from outside interfered, even a blind person must have seen that." I'm beside myself, I can't calm down, the victory was mine and now this. I turn to you and see you rolling out of the ring too, now the bitch is leaving too. I run to the ropes and lean over to you: "Hey, Patty, is that it? Are you running away from a little jobber girl? Are you that weak?" I'm excited and want to finish this in front of this big audience. Who knows when I'll get another chance like this, and I'm sure you already regret choosing me. You wanted a jobber to look good, but that didn't work out. I see you running around the ring, you're recovering noticeably and I climb onto the rope. The spectators see it and the noise in the hall increases again. "Hey Patti," I shout, and when you turn to me, I jump back at you with a bodyslash. I want to knock you down and finish you off for good.

LipstickPatti: I still staggering a lot..that DDT really stunned me for good..I look like if I was drunk...moving back and forth and left and right..I need to lean on the apron and on the barricades to keep myself from falling. You are screaming at the ref for the fact he didn't counted to 3...and you are so mad at me..wanting to finish me off and pin ne again...I hear you taunting me from the top tope and I am able just to say...FF..FU..FUCK Y....YOU...but i still fighting hard to keep me up and as you throw yourself to me leaping in the air from the top rope i feel something grabbing me thong from behind and pull me backward...your hot body fly high in front of me but miss me falling hardly onto the conconcrete floor while I stagger backward to the steel barricades behind me...it was Jack that pulled me away saying me from your bodysplash...he leans into my ear...MOM NOW GET HER! I shake my head and nod at him knowing I have to take advantage of this moment ...thebref counts again...SEVEN....I walk over at you and jump slamming the sole of my boot hardly against the back of your head looking to slam your face against the floor..hoping to keep you down for a bit...AYEEEEE...

Pinky_Orange: I climb onto the ropes, see you staggering around the ring, still visibly dazed, your people are taking care of you, talking to you, but you seem absent, not clear-headed. I can feel it clearly, when she's fit again, it'll be tough, she definitely won't underestimate me anymore. You look up at me and form your lips into a "fuck you." I just laugh at that. "Fuck you yourself, you old slut, wait, I'm coming for you." You're standing right in front of the ring when I take aim from the top rope and jump off to finish you off with a bodyslash. You look up at me and your eyes widen, you are unable to react and I prepare to land on you. But at the last moment, your son grabs your thong and pulls you back with a jerk, you fall back and I rush past you with momentum and slam onto the hard concrete floor of the hall with my arms outstretched. "Ahhhhhhhhh," I scream loudly as I hit the ground without breaking my fall, my breasts and stomach are crushed, and I double over in pain. I am unable to move for a moment and can only feel the pain twitching through my body. Dazed, I try to turn away as you slam your boot hard into the back of my head, all your anger contained in that kick. "Urrrrrrrrrggg" My head smashes into the floor and my forehead hits the concrete hard. I roll my eyes and everything goes dark, I collapse and remain lying on my stomach. Apparently knocked out. I don't move anymore.

LipstickPatti: i stagger a lot after i kicked you...almost falling onto the floor...but luckly i hold the steel pole of the turnbuckle and keep me up...the ref re-start the count now since you are outside the ring too right now...1.....2.....I keep taking some breaths and some time to recover...shaking my head again still feeling dazed after that brutal DDT...my fans trying to support me chanting my name PATTI PATTI PATTI....i see you laying onto the floor not moving...and i know i have to keep this momentum going..but i still not have all that strenght, at least not yet...so i reach for your hair forcing you up to your feet and try to throw you face first against the steel pole of the turnbuckle...your fans try to warn and wake you up with a loud OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH..which is anticipating the hard slam i'm going to give you...AYEEEEEEEEEEE...

Pinky_Orange: I'm lying flat on the floor, knocked down for the first time during the match, but really knocked down. Your kick knocked me out and I'm really dizzy. Slowly, I start to move again and try to pull myself up on all fours, but the pain immediately returns. I groan, my breasts burn and feel like they've grown a size, stretching in my bra. The crowd goes wild, sensing that the fight is about to be decided. "In the ring, get in the ring," they shout, whistling and stamping their feet. They're right to shout, because at the moment I don't even know where the ring is. Then you grab my hair and pull me roughly to my feet. I'm hanging halfway in front of you when you stand me up and throw me face first against the steel post of the ring. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!" I fall against it unchecked and stagger back from the impact. I want to hold on to the ring, but I collapse again. Somehow, the fight has taken a fatal turn. Fatal for me, because I'm pretty much done for, lying on the floor again. Your fans cheer you on, sensing that this is your moment. "Don't let up, Patti, you've got her... yes!"

LipstickPatti: i'm furious for the way you treated me before...it was clear you were looking not only to beat me but to humiliate me in front of all the fans...and i can't forget that....YOU CHEATING BITCH....YOU'RE GOING TO PAY!! i hiss at you full of anger as you lay at my feet after i slammed your face against the steel pole of the turnbuckle....i don't mind how much damage i caused on your face...i tried to be nice with you and it was a big mistake...so i grab your hair again with one hand and your thong underneath your skirt with the other hand...giving you a nasty wedgie exactly as you did with me before...GET UP WHORE! i say as i force you roughly up and throw you back to the ring feeling i'm slowly recovering from the brutal beating you gave me before....i roll back to the ring as well following you...

Pinky_Orange: I crashed hard into the post and my face hurts. I think my nose is broken. I feel for it, but there's no blood, so maybe it's not that bad. But a big bump is forming at my hairline. I whimper quietly. My head is pounding and my chest is burning from my nasty fall onto the concrete floor. I slowly come to and blink, wanting to see where you are, when you grab my hair again. "Aaaahhhhhhhh, no!" I scream, grabbing your hands and scratching with my long nails. My scalp is tight and it feels like you want to rip it off. "Let go, you old, fat bitch, you're pulling my hair out," I yelp, but you pull me up, unimpressed, grab my thong, and give me a brutal wedgie. My thong cuts deep into my butt and pussy, splitting my labia, and all I can do is scream. You lift me up, feel my defenselessness, and throw me back into the ring. I roll in and lie there, doubled over in pain. The crowd cheers as you follow me, rolling in as well, obviously regaining your strength.

Pinky_Orange:

LipstickPatti: WHAT ARE YOU DOING THERE? HUH? DO YOU WANT TO DISAPPOINT ALL THESE PEOPLE WHO CAME HERE TO SEE ME DESTROYING YOU? i say stomping your hairline with my right boot once twice three times right over that big bump of yours looking to hurt you and eventually make you bleed....then i reach for your hair....THAT 9 BEATING YOU GOT ARE NOTHING COMPARED TO THIS ONE....i say pulling you roughly by hair using both of my hands..ripping some hair of yours...the ref comes to me..PATTI..C'MON....DON'T PULL HER HAIR LIKE THIS.....but once you are on your feet i look at my hands and see some hair of yours ripped ....AWWW LIKE THIS YOU MEAN? i act all innocent before to slip my right hand between your legs and my left arm around your neck...i lift your small body so easily and throw it upsided down against the corner...in a tree of woe....DON'T MOVE BITCH! i hiss hoooking your legs over the top rope...

LipstickPatti:

Pinky_Orange: I'm lying in the middle of the ring again, whimpering, everything hurts. I curse my jump from the top rope, that's what started it all and the match has completely swung in your favor. I can tell from the shaking on the mat that you're back in the ring too. I roll over and try to get up, but you kick me in the head with your boot, right on the swollen bump. I scream, covering my face with my hands to protect my head, but you keep kicking until a trickle of blood runs down my face. Then you seem satisfied. Now you're paying back double and triple for what I did to you. Your fans cheer and clap as I fall back from your kicks and lie on the mat. It was right to bet on you and not on the jobber, even if it didn't look that way at first. You lean over me and grab my hair again, taunting me and pulling me up roughly. I scream and whine, whole clumps of hair flying through the air, but you just laugh diabolically. You want to hurt me and you'll use any means necessary. You grab me between my legs and lift me up with playful ease. Kicking doesn't help me, I lash out at you helplessly, but even if I hit you, it's powerless and has no effect. You turn me around, my head hangs down and I can already see myself falling onto the mat, but you throw me against the post. "Arrrrrrrrrgggggggggg!" I slam into it screaming and my legs get caught in the upper rope. I gasp desperately, hanging upside down in front of you, unable to free myself. The hall roars, enjoying the spectacle you are giving them.

LipstickPatti: i place your hot body there, your short skirt folds thanks to the gravity exposing your thong underneath ....your fans, even if you are in trouble, are taking pics of your most intimate parts now under the arena lights....i slam my white boot on your belly once, twice, three, four, five times as hard as i can looking to take all the air out of you....crowd murmouring wondering if it isn't too much for you to take....but i wont stop and walk to the opposite corner before to run back at you full speed leaping in the air looking to aim the soles of my white boot directly against your breasts with a dropkick looking to hurt you more...AYEEEEEEEEEEEEEE....

Pinky_Orange: You secure my legs above the upper rope, clamping them in place to hold me steady. I struggle desperately, but I can't get free. My skirt flips up and everyone sees my pink thong, pulled deep into my butt and pussy, staring at my rosy, shiny, bare labia, clearly visible to everyone. A flurry of camera flashes rains down on me and applause breaks out repeatedly. You raise your arms, enjoying the show, and start kicking me. You kick me repeatedly in the stomach, I scream in agony, my body trembles with every kick and wobbles weakly, my arms hang down. I whimper and gasp for air, you kick the air out of my lungs, I puff out my cheeks and my drool splatters against you. Then you see that I'm already half done. You step back and take a run-up, jump and kick me in the chest with a dropkick. The ring rocks from the impact and so do I, my loud scream breaks off as I go down again, hanging limply in the ropes, and the crowd goes wild again.

LipstickPatti: i get up and see your body limp still trapped against the corner...your fans BOOOOOOOS at me .....but i get even more mad at them....WEREN'T YOU BOOOING AT HER WHEN SHE ATTACKED ME BEFORE THE BELL, HUH? but the insult me.....OH IS THAT SO? i say as i unhook your legs from the top of the top ropes letting you slump down to the mat ...i drag you a bit toward the center of the ring and kick your legs spreading them wide open leaving you in a spread eagled formation .....my own red lipstick pops out from in between your breasts....WHAT IS THAT? i say putting my hand there...HEY IT'S MINE!! i check into my breasts and can't find mine....SO YOU STOLEN IT, HUH? i say as i slip in between the ropes and onto the apron climbing over the top of the turnbuckle.....your fans screaming as they try to wake you up.....i step over the top pad of the turnbuckle and apply some lipstick on my lips...then i pucker my lips at you and at all the fans....DO I LOOK BETTER NOW? i say as i leap in the air looking to land onto your chest with a nasty legdrop if i can...AYEEEEEE...

Pinky_Orange: Your kicks completely destroyed me and your brutal dropkick knocked me out. You look satisfied as I hang unconscious on the rope. Finally, you have the upper hand; I am no longer a threat. I am the little jobber, just as it was planned. The audience is divided; some boo you, others cheer you on, but your fans are growing in number. You are well-known and popular. You then release my legs and I fall limply to the floor. You kick me with your foot. No, she's done for. You grab my legs and pull me a little way towards the center. I let myself be dragged willingly and you kick my legs wide apart. I spread myself and give you a clear view of my pussy. Then you see the lipstick slipping between my breasts, grab it and realize it's yours. You didn't notice when I took it from you, you were knocked out. It makes you even angrier at yourself, because the lipstick is your trademark, your sanctuary. You yell at me angrily and climb onto the rope, provocatively applying makeup to your lips. A murmur goes through the crowd, they sense what's coming and I'm an easy victim. You jump down and land with a nasty leg drop on my chest. I just scream briefly, "Urrrrggggggggg," throw my arms and legs up, and immediately fall back, spread wide. Knocked out.

Pinky_Orange:

LipstickPatti: the impact is so hard that i hear you squirm under me...your body bounces on your own place...your legs going up and down for the impact...i lay there for a moment...the ref see your shoulders onto the mat and my big thick leg over your chest and drops onto the mat ONEEEEEEEEEEEEE.....but i say at him...HEY...NOT THAT FAST....i roll to one side and adjust my body over yours puttnig my hip against your chest....one of my flabby tit against your face....i hook your leg up in the air almost lifting your perfect ass off the mat....the other leg of yours lays flat onto the mat so basically your legs are spread wide open ...and i don't mind at all if your thong doesn't cover much in this position.....COUNT THIS FUCKING JOBBER! i say to the ref who drops onto the mat slapping his hand 1..i nod as he slaps his hand hearing my fans yellign ONEEEEEEEEEE with the ref....

LipstickPatti:

Pinky_Orange: You land heavily on me and the impact on the mat is violent. I bounce around from the vibrations and then lie still. You can clearly see that I'm unconscious, the fight is over, the referee wants to count, throws himself down next to us on the mat, but you give him a sign to "stop." You turn toward me, feel my soft body beneath you, and press one of your big tits onto my face, grab one of my legs and pull it up. I don't react, I'm completely finished, the bitch is done for. You pull my leg up high and present my butt, my pussy, my thong is so tight it's barely visible. Now you give the signal to count "1." The whole hall calls it out with you, including your husband and son, who have already seen you on the losing side. He raises his hand for you "2."

LipstickPatti: i nod again as he slaps 2.....my own fans yelling TWOOOOOOOOO with the ref.....and as he's about to slap 3 i let go your leg and grab your hair....pulling your head and shoulders off the mat....OHH NO NO NO .......SHE KICKED OUT...i say acting like if you kicked out if even you look so finished...the ref can't believe at his eyes...this is the 4th or 5th pin he counted and that was broken on purpose....SO DOES IT WORKS LIKE THIS HUN? I say meaning what you did to me before....breaking the pin in a such embarassing way...i get up and pull you up by hair making you look like a ragdoll...YOU SHOULD BE ME TO BE PINNED, WHORE! i say keeping you bent over in front of me....i plant your head between my legs....making some of the blood of your face dripping into the mat between my white boots...my arms go around your waist and i lift you up....your crotch a couple of inches from my face...basically i make you sit over my shoulders...facing behind me...

LipstickPatti:

Pinky_Orange: He hits the mat "2" and again everyone shouts "and ...." Then you pull my head up by my hair and shout, "She stopped, did you see that, the bitch hasn't had enough, should I give her more?" Everyone sees that I'm unconscious, but still cheers again, "Yes, Patti, she needs more, give it to her," they shout back. The referee shakes his head and gets back up. You stand up and pull me up by my hair. I sway in front of you like a puppet whose strings have been cut. My arms hang limply, dangling powerlessly. I would fall if you weren't holding me. Then you bend me over and clamp my head between your fat thighs, I stretch my bare bottom up, again a flurry of flashbulbs with the focus between my legs, it makes you angry again, when you were lying so openly on the floor, no one cared. You then grab my hips and throw me on top of you. It's easy for you to put my body on top of you. I hang on your shoulder, my pussy pressing into your face. You take a step into the middle of the ring, showing me off in all directions. Blood from my forehead drips onto your face, and my blood is also stuck to one of your boots.

LipstickPatti: you are so light compared to me....and i'm strong enough to keep you up in this position enough to parade you around the ring....your fans BOOOOOO at me especially as they see you so finished, your arms hang limply, dangling powerlessly...i lift you up even more feeling the smell of your intimate parts since they are so close to my face....and then kick my boots out to the sides looking to slam your back and the back of your head onto the mat with a nasty powerbomb....AYEEEEEEEEEEEEE.... .....

Pinky_Orange: You lift me lightly onto your shoulders and position me in front of you. My pussy glistens wetly before you and my moist, hot scent rises to your nose. I crouch down, collapsed and powerless on top of you, no longer able to resist. Everyone can see that the fight has been decided in your favor and that you are just playing with me. Boos ring out, but so do cheers for you; the crowd likes the show. Then the moment comes: you stop, bounce my weak body on your shoulders, I just swing limply around, and with a murderous swing, you throw me onto the mat with a powerbomb. My sharp cry is drowned out by the loud thud as I fall onto the mat. I fall brutally onto my shoulder and the back of my head, my legs are thrown up and I roll over halfway, the fall knocking me out again. You only allow me a brief moment of consciousness. I roll back again and lie there with my legs spread wide.

LipstickPatti: i let you go and get on my knees in front of you watching you rolling over halfway...with your crotch area showed for a moment right under the lights then your legs fall onto the mat in a spread wide open position...once again i drop on your chest in a crossbody position...hooking your leg high in the air again...your firm leg hanging loose over my thick arm as the ref looks at me like if he is asking me if i want to really pin you this time...i nod at him and he drops onto the mat ....ONEEEEEEE...i lift my right arm in the hair showing off my index finger like if i'm saying "1" wiith my hand...

LipstickPatti:

Pinky_Orange: Your powerbomb has finished me off and I fall unconscious onto the mat. My legs are spread wide apart. You can see my vagina clearly, my thong parting my lips, making them look a little swollen. "What a whore," you grin and drop onto my chest again, grabbing one of my legs and pulling it up for the pin. I lie lifeless beneath you and it's easy for you to pin me. The referee falls next to me again and counts "one," his hand slapping loudly on the mat.

LipstickPatti: i pull your hooked leg even more like if i want to humiliate you showing off your barely covered intimate parts for all to see...adding insult to injury....the ref now is sure this pin will end the match and slap his hand again TWOOOOOOOOOO...i show off a 2nd finger in the air nodding as he slaps the mat.....the fans are waiting for the end of the match and as the ref is about to slap 3 once again i grab your hair letting go your hooked leg and pull your head and shoulders up again breaking the pin on purpose.....OHH NO NO NO...NOT YET.....i say as the ref now gets mad at me....WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING PATTI? ARE YOU KIDDING ME? but i ignore him and pull your hair to force you looking at me....IS THIS THE WAY YOU PLAYIED WITH ME, HUH? YOU LIKE THE WAY I DO THAT? HOW DO YOU LIKE IT NOW? HUH? IT'S HUMILIATING ENOUGH? i hiss at you looking to make you pay for what you did to me before making me, the famous Lipstick Patti looking like a jobber...YOU SHOULD RETIRE AFTER THIS, WHORE! i say as i get up pulling you up by hair if even your body looks like my one looked before...almost lifeless....but as you are up on your feet, before you fall down i slip my right hand between your legs feeling your pussy almost naked....and my other arm around your neck lifting you up like if i want to bodyslam you but instead i roteate your smaller body putting you upsided down, your belly against mine, your face against my pussy....my head between your legs again...your skirt folded across your belly.....i parade you around the ring slamming my padded knee to your already blood face at each step i do before to stop myself in the center of the ring....SAY YOU'RE SORRY!!! BEG ME TO FINISH YOU!....

LipstickPatti:

Pinky_Orange: du pinnst michYou pin me down, pulling my hooked leg even further and exposing my crotch, my exposed pubic area, to everyone. You raise two fingers and he strikes the mat for the second time, "two." Cheers erupt and everyone expects you to end it now, because I'm lying there defeated, beaten, as everyone can see. He raises his hand for the third tap, and you let go of my leg, grab my hair, and pull my shoulder off the mat. I don't even understand what's happening here, I look at you dazedly, my eyes rolling back in my head. You don't care that I can't follow what's going on anymore, you taunt me anyway, insult me. Then you get up and pull me up with you, I stand swaying and drooling in front of you, my legs feel like they're made of rubber and I keep buckling. Laughing, you hold me upright by my hair, my arms hanging limply, dangling limp. Then you grab between my legs, your other hand on the back of my neck, and lift me up. Everyone thinks you're going to finish it with a suplex, but you turn me so that I'm hanging in front of you with my head down. "She's not going to... That could kill the little one," someone in the crowd shouts as you carry me around the ring like this. You look back at my pink pussy as you slam your knee into my head with every step. I hang lifelessly in front of you, whimpering quietly, no longer able to defend myself. "Stop it, Patti, she's done for," says the referee.

LipstickPatti: it's clear i'm hurting you unnecessarily now..i could have pinned you several minutes ago but i know you could have done that to me too...virtually i've lost this match not just once but 3 times since you pinned me 3 times breaking the pin all the time on purpose if even i was finished....so i'm trying to take off all my frustration on your smaller body....like if i want to prove everyone no one can mess with me...so i keep hurting your pretty face, probably to make you bleed more and look not so beautiful like you are anymore...at least not more than me....the crowd now begs me to stop...even the ref....everyone seems worried about your health now....but i don't mind and keep striking my knees to your face watching some blood dripping from your face onto the mat....until also Marvin and Jack now tell me...C'MON IT'S ENOUGH....SHE GOT IT!! NOW PIN HER! OR DO YOU WANT TO KILL HER? i tell you again...BEG ME TO FINISH YOU!! BEG ME TO PIN YOU, WHORE! i say slamming another knee to your face...but you're almost passed out...you can't say anything...the ref try to calm me again....PATTI SHE CAN'T SAY ANYTHING!! SHE'S DONE!!! C'MON! so i hiss FUCK YOU BITCH! and i i do a little hop before to drop with my knees into the mat slamming your head against the cavans with a nasty and totally unnecessary tombtsone piledriver. ..

Pinky_Orange: I hang before you, whimpering, half unconscious, and your knee keeps hitting me in the face. Blood runs down my face, collects in my hanging hair, and drips onto your legs, your white boots, and the mat. One eye swells up and my upper lip is split open. You really are determined to destroy my face. I've offended you too much, exposed you in front of everyone, the little worker is destroying the big shot. You can't stand it, and now my arrogance is my undoing. That's what happens when you want too much, when you want everything at once. You keep yelling at me, I want to answer, "Stop it, I can't take it anymore," but only incomprehensible whimpering comes out of my mouth. "If you don't stop it right now, I'll stop the fight, this is a massacre," the referee threatens you, and your family also yells at you, "Stop it with her, that's enough." So you stand in the middle of the ring, pause and nod to the crowd, indicating that's it. You jump up and drop to your knees, my head hits the mat with a thud and I'm immediately unconscious. You let go of me and I fall away from you, landing hard on my back and lying there lifeless.

LipstickPatti: the crowd yells at me to stop...it seems everyone is against me....i never was so mean...i always was a good girl...the crowd favourite....and even in this match i tried to be nice with you ....but you showed me no respect....which it made me turned heel. the worst heel ever.....as your head hits the canvas i let your body fall on your back in front of me....and i know i can pin you in every way i like.....so i go for one of the most humilaiting ones....since you tortured my ass before...now i'm gonna give you a good taste of it...so i crawl over your body...ending up with my ass right over your face...i spread my legs a bit making your nose going deep between my butt cheeks...your face vanishes in between them.....i wiggle my ass a bit in a such humiliating way and reach for your left leg pulling it back to me...i lean backward spreading your legs wide open again....making you feel the taste of my own crotch area as once again i nod at the ref....he drops onto the mat and slaps ONEEEEE...

LipstickPatti:

Pinky_Orange: I crash onto the mat, sprawled out with my arms stretched out to the sides, knocked out. You can clearly see that I'm done for. The tombstone was just too hard and took me completely out of the match. It would be enough to put your foot on my chest and count me out, but that's not enough for you. You want revenge, to humiliate me for as long as possible. So you swing yourself over me and drop your fat ass on my bloody face, rubbing yourself on me so that I wobble limply beneath you. Then you grab my left leg and pull it toward you, your butt enveloping my face, and a few people laugh. The little one isn't spared either; she's forced to inhale you. You nod to the referee, he rolls his eyes in annoyance, but then kneels down next to us and starts counting again. "One," his hand hits the mat.

LipstickPatti: i do another rub on your face like you did with mine before....making you feel exactly as i did before...and even if you aren't concious, you will watch this on youtube so you will feel even more humiliated...ENJOYING? i ask sadistically as i spread my legs a bit more pulling your leg backward even more..splitting your legs to the limit....i nod again to the ref who slaps his hand down again TWOOOOOOOOOO....the large amout of cellulite on my big fat ass is covering your face completely...

Pinky_Orange: You ride contentedly on my face, completely enveloping it with your fat cheeks. Only my orange hair sticking out from under your butt gives any indication of where my head is. I can count myself lucky that I'm unconscious and don't notice anything, even though it's being filmed and photographed. You briefly lift your ass so I don't suffocate and then grin as you drop back down on me. The referee counts "2" and hits the mat again.

LipstickPatti: i adjust my ass looking to make your nose pullng deeper into my butt crack....i act like if you are licking me...OHH MMMMMMMMMMMM...licknig my lips in a such seductive way...making the crowd getting crazy for that if even you're not doing anything like that....OHH GAWDDD......MMMMM.....i rub my body back and forth actling like a bitch....the ref slaps his hand for the last time....THREEEEEE.....the bell rings...DING DING DING....but i still there on your face.....keeping your leg pulled backward ......the speaker comes into the ring and yells in the mic...YOUR WINNER VIA PINFALL....LIIIIIIIIIIPSTIIIIICKKK PAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTII.....crowd roars...some cheers and some booos.....i slowly get up from your face letting your leg go...your face is all messed up...blood smeareing across your face with your own make up..and some is against my big bubble ass....the ref lifts my arm in victory....

Pinky_Orange: You rub yourself provocatively against me, pretending to everyone that I'm giving you oral sex and humiliating me so extremely. You know full well that videos like this spread quickly and that I'll find out what you've done to me. But at the moment, I'm in the fortunate position of not realizing it, which somewhat diminishes your triumph. You pull my leg back even further, opening my crotch wide for all to see. I no longer react, letting you do whatever you want to me. "Three and out," calls the referee, waving his hand. The fight is over and applause breaks out.

LipstickPatti: i'm pretty tired...exausthed....this match took a lot from me.....i stagger on my own place and i'm almost in tears....but as i see your body laying onto the mat i feel i still so mad at you...THAT BITCH!! i pull my wrist out from the ref hands who was lifting my arm in victory and comes over at your body stomping your belly as hard as i can again and again....the ref try to calm me down...C'MON PATTI! YOU WON!! but i act like if i was crazy.....then i plant my boot on your face turning it to one side.....COUNT HER AGAIN!! i order to the ref wanting to pin you again in front of everyone in another such humiliating way...forcing you to look at Jack and Marvin.....the ref drops onto the mat slappin his hand ONEEEEEE...

LipstickPatti:

Pinky_Orange: When your victory is announced, you stand up, your buttocks reveal my face, and you let go of my leg so that I am lying on the mat with my legs spread wide again. You look at me exhausted, see my face, which is bloody and smeared in front of you. Again, anger rises in you towards me. It was all too much for you to bear, and from a beginner, a jobber. You rush towards me to kick me in the stomach again. I lie flat in front of you on the mat, unprotected, defenseless. You kick, but you are pulled back. "Stop, she's already done for, what more do you want?" Then you put your foot on my face and turn it towards your husband and son. They look at me, my tongue slips out of my mouth. "Count the bitch out again," you yell at the referee, upset.

LipstickPatti: i nod as the ref slaps his hand counting 1.....wanting to make it clear that you're nothing but a big jobber who needs to remember this match for ever.....your fans are shocked....they have seen you losing so many matches but not like this.....i press your face more down to the mat....SMILE, WHORE! i hiss at you as the ref slaps his hand for a second time TWOOOOOOOO...i take my red lipstick tube from in bteween my breasts again and twist it....applying it on my lips and pucker my lips at you...MUAAAAAAH....i blow you a kiss doing a kissy face with my fresh red painted mouth as the ref slaps his hand for the last count THREEE...the bell rings again..DING DING DING.....i look at the speaker....AND YOU RE-ANNOUNCE ME AS WINNER...i say as the speaker...yells again in the mic....ANDD.....YOUR WINNER....VIA DOUBLE PINFALL.....SHE IS....LIIIIIIPSTIIIICKK PAAAAAAATTTIIII....I nod smiling .....pressing your face down to the mat.....GOT IT? I'M THE WINNER!! i say as i grab you by hair.....and drag you across the ring....i slip in between the ropes and grab your hair from outside the ring...forcing you to drop down to the floor....but i pull you up.....showing your bloody face to my family....LOOK AT HER! SHE IS THE BIGGEST LOSER EVER!! i embarass you before to pull you up over my shoulder in a fireman carry....your deadweight body over me....as i walk you outside the ring taking a lot of boos from your fans ....

Pinky_Orange: dein Your foot presses my face firmly onto the mat so that my face contorts, showing it to your family and the crowd that is still celebrating you. I am counted out for the second time and you calmly apply your makeup, trace your lips with your red lipstick and show the crowd your pouty mouth. That's how they know you. They applaud and celebrate you while I lie defeated and humiliated, unconscious on the mat in front of you. And once again, your victory is announced. One last time, you taunt me, yell at me, and grab my hair. You lift my head slightly, drag my lifeless body to the edge, and simply throw me out. I fall back onto the hard floor and remain lying there. "That's where you belong, bitch, not in my ring, loser," you shout from above. Then you jump out too, grab me under the arms and hold me up to the audience. "Look at her, this is what happens to anyone who messes with me," you laugh and throw me over your shoulder, limp, my arms swinging limply, and carry me out of the hall.