TERA: Now, we have the debut of another highly touted woman in the federation, Jada Fire.
JENNA: She is the Evil Angel, Tera. And tonight, I think she is going to destroy Quisha Page; a woman who
should have retired years ago or stuck to the fake wrestling companies she is a staple at.
TERA: Quisha is a very tough woman and weekend biker chick; she will not go down easy.
JENNA: Actually, I hear she goes down very easily.
TERA: (groans) Let’s just go to the ring announcer for the introductions to this match.
RING ANNOUNCER: This is a one fall match with a twenty minute time limit. Your special referee for the match is
Heather Hunter!
JENNA: She is the Evil Angel, Tera. And tonight, I think she is going to destroy Quisha Page; a woman who
should have retired years ago or stuck to the fake wrestling companies she is a staple at.
TERA: Quisha is a very tough woman and weekend biker chick; she will not go down easy.
JENNA: Actually, I hear she goes down very easily.
TERA: (groans) Let’s just go to the ring announcer for the introductions to this match.
RING ANNOUNCER: This is a one fall match with a twenty minute time limit. Your special referee for the match is
Heather Hunter!
DING!
The tiny ebony beauty rushed toward the former centerfold and just before they locked up, snaked out her hand
with an eye rake that left Quisha stumbling around blindly. When the buxom beauty swung instinctively with her
right hand, Jada easily ducked beneath the blow. Just as Quisha managed to clear her vision, The Evil Angel
moved in and repeated her vicious eye rake, leaving the blonde blinded once again.
Quisha stumbled toward the ropes and as she grasped the top strand, the ebony beauty moved in and pressed
the blonde’s throat across the top rope. Before Heather could move in and warn Jada about the illegal choke, the
Evil Angel amplified Quisha’s agony as she dug her sharp nails into the eyes of the trapped and choking former
centerfold. Heather then displayed her true colors as she began the longest ‘4’ count ever seen while the choking
blonde futilely struggled. Just before Heather finally reached ‘5’, Jada relented and released her foe; the Ring
Goddess slumped to the canvas in a heap, gasping for air.
TERA: Jada has completely thrown the rulebook out the window and is intent on blinding Quisha or choking the life
from her.
JENNA: You do realize that the point is to beat your opponent, right? Jada is just doing whatever it takes to win.
The Evil Angel pulled the still coughing Quisha up and drapped her throat-first across the midldle rope before she
place a boot across the back of the blonde’s neck and stood up while she grasped the top rope for balance.
Quisha’s eyes bulged as her lungs screamed for oxygen; the blonde’s hands clawed at the air while her boots
hammered a mark into the mat. Finally, Heather’s slow count reached 4 and Jada stepped off her foe who
collapsed to the canvas barely able to breathe.
Once again, the buxom blonde is pulled off the mat and pulled over to the ropes. This time, Jada placed Quisha’s
face against the top strand pulled her eyes along the course material. The screams of the Ring Goddess filled the
air until Jada released her blinded foe and allowed her to sink to her knees. Once there, Quisha was given no time
to recover as the Fire Fighter again dug her sharp nails into the eyes of the Ring Goddess. The screams of the
former centerfold continued until Heather’s ridiculously slow count reached four and Jada ceased the blinding tactic.
The tiny ebony beauty hovered in front of the blurry-eyed blonde until she struggled to her feet and then slammed
a double-handed thrust into the blonde’s throat. A sick smile came over the face of the Evil Angel as Quisha sank
to her knees and began to cough. Jada moved in quickly and locked on a side headlock just before she jammed
her thumb into the throat of the Ring Goddess. The blonde pitched forward onto the canvas as she began to gag
and tears welled up in her eyes.
TERA: This is like watching a public mugging; is not even trying to wrestle.
JENNA: That’s Jada’s motto; just win baby!
Jada continued her dismantling of the Ring Goddess as she yanked the gasping Quisha up only to land a vicious
headbutt that put the blonde on wobbly legs. A second headbutt quickly followed and the only thing keeping
Quisha on her feet was the handful of hair that Jada held her by. The Evil Angel measured her foe before she
delivered a third, massive headbutt that dropped the former centerfold to her knees, the impact opened up a tiny
cut above the blonde’s left eye.
The sight of the crimson caused something in Jada to snap and like a shark smelling blood, the Evil Angel tilted the
blonde’s head back and sank her teeth into the forehead of the Ring Goddess and Quisha’s screams filled the
arena. Heather looked on transfixed for nearly thirty seconds until blood started to stream down the former
centerfold’s face like a faucet and she had screamed herself hoarse. Finally, as Heather’s count reached four, the
Fire Fighter released her tormented foe and she slumped to the canvas a bloody mess.
Quisha’s torment continued as Jada yanked her up to her knees and slammed another thumb to her throat,
sending the bloodied blonde back to the mat, gagging for air. The Evil Angel then reached into her boot and
pulled out a foreign object; a two-pronged shellfish fork. A few seconds later, Jada had pulled The Ring Goddess
up, dragged her over to the ropes, draped the buxom beauty’s throat over the middle rope and dug the fork into
the forehead of the already bloodied blonde. Quisha’s screams reached new levels as the foreign object ripped
open her flesh and she was reduced to a helpless, blood-soaked mess.
TERA: C’mon! Jada has tried to choke, blind and disfigure Quisha this whole match. In fact, she should have
been disqualified for using that fork to carve up Quisha.
JENNA: Tried? Looks more like Jada has succeeded; Quisha is a mess!
The Fire Fighter placed the fork in her halter top as she turned back to Heather who seemed to casually be
warning the tiny grappler about her blatantly illegal tactics. Meanwhile, Quisha dropped to her knees and leaned
over the middle rope as blood streamed down her face and onto her arms; the crimson dripped off her fingertips
and formed tiny puddles on the ring apron. Jada moved in quickly and pressed down on the back of the bloodied
blonde’s neck, choking her once more.
As Heather started to count, Jada pulled the gagging blonde up and placed her throat over the top rope. Then the
tiny ebony beauty managed to pull the middle strand up and over the back of Quisha’s neck, effectively strangling
the bloody former centerfold. The Ring Goddess flailed against her bindings as blood flew off her fingertips and
crimson continued to stream down her face. Jade then amplified her foe’s discomfort as she grabbed the blonde
by her ankles and nailed her with THE CROTCH ROCKET [Rope Trap, Crotch Punt]. Quisha’s screeching stopped
as she began to gag violently before Jada landed another CROTCH ROCKET. Finally, Heather opened the ropes
up enough for the blood-soaked Quisha to collapse onto the canvas and curl into a fetal ball as she massaged her
throbbing privates.
TERA: Jada has been merciless in her attacks and is just trying to prolong Quisha’s torture.
JENNA: Isn’t that completely reasonable? It teaches her not to come to the ring unprepared.
TERA: Quisha is an experienced fighter with a reputation as being a tough woman. Tonight, she has been
reduced to a play toy for Jada.
JENNA: And playtime is not over yet.
The buxom ebony beauty measured the prone Quisha before she landed a kneedrop to the forehead of the former
centerfold, leaving the Ring Goddess writhing in pain in the center of the ring. Jada bounced off the ropes and hit
a second kneedrop that caused the blood-soaked blonde to flop around on the mat before going limp. The Fire
Fighter then bounced off the ropes one more time before she leapt high into the air and landed a leaping
kneedrop to Quisha’s forehead; the impact causing more damage to the wounds on the blonde’s forehead.
While the Ring Goddess lay in the middle of the ring, Jada headed over to the far corner and began unlacing the
top turnbuckle pad while Heather looked on wordlessly. The Fire Fighter finally removed the protective covering
and tossed it into the booing crowd before she turned her attention back to her bloodied opponent. The ebony
beauty grabbed Quisha around her thighs and pulled her into position. The Evil Angel then demonstrated her
underrated strength as she lifted the buxom blonde into the air and fell backwards, nailing her with THE FIRE
DROP [Alley-Oop Facebuster onto Exposed Turnbuckle]. Quisha’s eyes glazed over as she stumbled backwards a
few steps and then crumpled to the canvas; the impact opening up another wound to her forehead.
TERA: Will somebody tell me why Heather is in the ring? She had done nothing but help Jada destroy Quisha.
JENNA: Oh how I wish it were you in there instead of Quisha.
With her opponent barely conscious and a blood-soaked mess, Jada dragged Quisha to the middle of the ring
before she pulled the blonde up to her knees. The ebony beauty then cracked an evil smile before she pulled the
former centerfold’s left arm behind her and locked on her finisher, JADA’S FIRE [Face Claw, Over-the-Knee
Backbreaker combo]. The Evil Angel pressed her victim down as her hand dug into the skull of the agonized Ring
Goddess and whose screams filled the air. With her free hand trapped against Jada’s body and her other hand
held in place, Quisha futilely tried to block out the pain from her back being stretched across her ebony tormentor’s
knee and her face being mangled. Blood streamed through Jada’s fingers as they dug into the jaws and temples
of screaming blonde.
Heather casually leaned in and asked the veteran grappler if she wanted to submit and the blonde barely
sputtered out a weak ‘no’ before her screeching continued. Mercifully, after nearly thirty more seconds, the former
centerfold passed out and went completely limp. Heather smiled as she saw the buxom blonde pass out but waited
for nearly another minute before she signaled the timekeeper for the bell.
DING! DING! DING!
As the bell rung, signaling the end of the match, Heather patted the relentless Evil Angel on her shoulder and the
ebony beauty finally released her unconscious foe, allowing her to crumple to the mat in a heap.
RING ANNOUNCER: Here is your winner, The Evil Angel, Jada Fire!
TERA: This match was complete bullshit. From the opening bell, Quisha had no chance thanks mainly to Heather
and her biased officiating.
JENNA: You must have been watching another match. What I saw was a dominating performance that should give
the girls in the back second thoughts about getting in the ring with Jada Fire.
TERA: That’s true…..if the referee is Heather Hunter. If not, I don’t think Jada stands a chance.
JENNA: You always were brainless. Let’s go to a break so I can powder my nose. Then, we can welcome the
fans back for more wrestling.
The tiny ebony beauty rushed toward the former centerfold and just before they locked up, snaked out her hand
with an eye rake that left Quisha stumbling around blindly. When the buxom beauty swung instinctively with her
right hand, Jada easily ducked beneath the blow. Just as Quisha managed to clear her vision, The Evil Angel
moved in and repeated her vicious eye rake, leaving the blonde blinded once again.
Quisha stumbled toward the ropes and as she grasped the top strand, the ebony beauty moved in and pressed
the blonde’s throat across the top rope. Before Heather could move in and warn Jada about the illegal choke, the
Evil Angel amplified Quisha’s agony as she dug her sharp nails into the eyes of the trapped and choking former
centerfold. Heather then displayed her true colors as she began the longest ‘4’ count ever seen while the choking
blonde futilely struggled. Just before Heather finally reached ‘5’, Jada relented and released her foe; the Ring
Goddess slumped to the canvas in a heap, gasping for air.
TERA: Jada has completely thrown the rulebook out the window and is intent on blinding Quisha or choking the life
from her.
JENNA: You do realize that the point is to beat your opponent, right? Jada is just doing whatever it takes to win.
The Evil Angel pulled the still coughing Quisha up and drapped her throat-first across the midldle rope before she
place a boot across the back of the blonde’s neck and stood up while she grasped the top rope for balance.
Quisha’s eyes bulged as her lungs screamed for oxygen; the blonde’s hands clawed at the air while her boots
hammered a mark into the mat. Finally, Heather’s slow count reached 4 and Jada stepped off her foe who
collapsed to the canvas barely able to breathe.
Once again, the buxom blonde is pulled off the mat and pulled over to the ropes. This time, Jada placed Quisha’s
face against the top strand pulled her eyes along the course material. The screams of the Ring Goddess filled the
air until Jada released her blinded foe and allowed her to sink to her knees. Once there, Quisha was given no time
to recover as the Fire Fighter again dug her sharp nails into the eyes of the Ring Goddess. The screams of the
former centerfold continued until Heather’s ridiculously slow count reached four and Jada ceased the blinding tactic.
The tiny ebony beauty hovered in front of the blurry-eyed blonde until she struggled to her feet and then slammed
a double-handed thrust into the blonde’s throat. A sick smile came over the face of the Evil Angel as Quisha sank
to her knees and began to cough. Jada moved in quickly and locked on a side headlock just before she jammed
her thumb into the throat of the Ring Goddess. The blonde pitched forward onto the canvas as she began to gag
and tears welled up in her eyes.
TERA: This is like watching a public mugging; is not even trying to wrestle.
JENNA: That’s Jada’s motto; just win baby!
Jada continued her dismantling of the Ring Goddess as she yanked the gasping Quisha up only to land a vicious
headbutt that put the blonde on wobbly legs. A second headbutt quickly followed and the only thing keeping
Quisha on her feet was the handful of hair that Jada held her by. The Evil Angel measured her foe before she
delivered a third, massive headbutt that dropped the former centerfold to her knees, the impact opened up a tiny
cut above the blonde’s left eye.
The sight of the crimson caused something in Jada to snap and like a shark smelling blood, the Evil Angel tilted the
blonde’s head back and sank her teeth into the forehead of the Ring Goddess and Quisha’s screams filled the
arena. Heather looked on transfixed for nearly thirty seconds until blood started to stream down the former
centerfold’s face like a faucet and she had screamed herself hoarse. Finally, as Heather’s count reached four, the
Fire Fighter released her tormented foe and she slumped to the canvas a bloody mess.
Quisha’s torment continued as Jada yanked her up to her knees and slammed another thumb to her throat,
sending the bloodied blonde back to the mat, gagging for air. The Evil Angel then reached into her boot and
pulled out a foreign object; a two-pronged shellfish fork. A few seconds later, Jada had pulled The Ring Goddess
up, dragged her over to the ropes, draped the buxom beauty’s throat over the middle rope and dug the fork into
the forehead of the already bloodied blonde. Quisha’s screams reached new levels as the foreign object ripped
open her flesh and she was reduced to a helpless, blood-soaked mess.
TERA: C’mon! Jada has tried to choke, blind and disfigure Quisha this whole match. In fact, she should have
been disqualified for using that fork to carve up Quisha.
JENNA: Tried? Looks more like Jada has succeeded; Quisha is a mess!
The Fire Fighter placed the fork in her halter top as she turned back to Heather who seemed to casually be
warning the tiny grappler about her blatantly illegal tactics. Meanwhile, Quisha dropped to her knees and leaned
over the middle rope as blood streamed down her face and onto her arms; the crimson dripped off her fingertips
and formed tiny puddles on the ring apron. Jada moved in quickly and pressed down on the back of the bloodied
blonde’s neck, choking her once more.
As Heather started to count, Jada pulled the gagging blonde up and placed her throat over the top rope. Then the
tiny ebony beauty managed to pull the middle strand up and over the back of Quisha’s neck, effectively strangling
the bloody former centerfold. The Ring Goddess flailed against her bindings as blood flew off her fingertips and
crimson continued to stream down her face. Jade then amplified her foe’s discomfort as she grabbed the blonde
by her ankles and nailed her with THE CROTCH ROCKET [Rope Trap, Crotch Punt]. Quisha’s screeching stopped
as she began to gag violently before Jada landed another CROTCH ROCKET. Finally, Heather opened the ropes
up enough for the blood-soaked Quisha to collapse onto the canvas and curl into a fetal ball as she massaged her
throbbing privates.
TERA: Jada has been merciless in her attacks and is just trying to prolong Quisha’s torture.
JENNA: Isn’t that completely reasonable? It teaches her not to come to the ring unprepared.
TERA: Quisha is an experienced fighter with a reputation as being a tough woman. Tonight, she has been
reduced to a play toy for Jada.
JENNA: And playtime is not over yet.
The buxom ebony beauty measured the prone Quisha before she landed a kneedrop to the forehead of the former
centerfold, leaving the Ring Goddess writhing in pain in the center of the ring. Jada bounced off the ropes and hit
a second kneedrop that caused the blood-soaked blonde to flop around on the mat before going limp. The Fire
Fighter then bounced off the ropes one more time before she leapt high into the air and landed a leaping
kneedrop to Quisha’s forehead; the impact causing more damage to the wounds on the blonde’s forehead.
While the Ring Goddess lay in the middle of the ring, Jada headed over to the far corner and began unlacing the
top turnbuckle pad while Heather looked on wordlessly. The Fire Fighter finally removed the protective covering
and tossed it into the booing crowd before she turned her attention back to her bloodied opponent. The ebony
beauty grabbed Quisha around her thighs and pulled her into position. The Evil Angel then demonstrated her
underrated strength as she lifted the buxom blonde into the air and fell backwards, nailing her with THE FIRE
DROP [Alley-Oop Facebuster onto Exposed Turnbuckle]. Quisha’s eyes glazed over as she stumbled backwards a
few steps and then crumpled to the canvas; the impact opening up another wound to her forehead.
TERA: Will somebody tell me why Heather is in the ring? She had done nothing but help Jada destroy Quisha.
JENNA: Oh how I wish it were you in there instead of Quisha.
With her opponent barely conscious and a blood-soaked mess, Jada dragged Quisha to the middle of the ring
before she pulled the blonde up to her knees. The ebony beauty then cracked an evil smile before she pulled the
former centerfold’s left arm behind her and locked on her finisher, JADA’S FIRE [Face Claw, Over-the-Knee
Backbreaker combo]. The Evil Angel pressed her victim down as her hand dug into the skull of the agonized Ring
Goddess and whose screams filled the air. With her free hand trapped against Jada’s body and her other hand
held in place, Quisha futilely tried to block out the pain from her back being stretched across her ebony tormentor’s
knee and her face being mangled. Blood streamed through Jada’s fingers as they dug into the jaws and temples
of screaming blonde.
Heather casually leaned in and asked the veteran grappler if she wanted to submit and the blonde barely
sputtered out a weak ‘no’ before her screeching continued. Mercifully, after nearly thirty more seconds, the former
centerfold passed out and went completely limp. Heather smiled as she saw the buxom blonde pass out but waited
for nearly another minute before she signaled the timekeeper for the bell.
DING! DING! DING!
As the bell rung, signaling the end of the match, Heather patted the relentless Evil Angel on her shoulder and the
ebony beauty finally released her unconscious foe, allowing her to crumple to the mat in a heap.
RING ANNOUNCER: Here is your winner, The Evil Angel, Jada Fire!
TERA: This match was complete bullshit. From the opening bell, Quisha had no chance thanks mainly to Heather
and her biased officiating.
JENNA: You must have been watching another match. What I saw was a dominating performance that should give
the girls in the back second thoughts about getting in the ring with Jada Fire.
TERA: That’s true…..if the referee is Heather Hunter. If not, I don’t think Jada stands a chance.
JENNA: You always were brainless. Let’s go to a break so I can powder my nose. Then, we can welcome the
fans back for more wrestling.
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RING ANNOUNCER: Our first participant stands five feet six inches tall and weighs in at one hundred thirty-five
pounds; here is The Ring Goddess, Quisha Page!
Quisha strode through the curtain and immediately leaned forward and cupped her massive breasts for the
appreciative males in the audience. The former centerfold wore a black halter top with large red polka dots,
matching spandex shorts and black wrestling boots with ‘Ring’ and ‘Goddess’ stenciled along the sides in red. The
blonde skipped down the aisle quickly and climbed the ringside steps before she entered the ring. Heather quickly
came over and if one looked at her body language, seemed to give the Ring Goddess a stern set of instructions
for the match before she shooed the blonde into her corner.
RING ANNOUNCER: And her opponent, she stands five feet tall and weighs in at one hundred eighteen pounds;
here is The Evil Angel, Jada Fire!
The buxom ebony beauty emerged from the back with a half smirk on her face as the crowd greeted her with a heel
reception of boos and jeers. Jada shook her head in disbelief before she headed down the aisle toward the ring.
Jada wore a shiny, lime green halter top, matching shorts, black kneepads and knee-high, black leather lace-up
boots. She completed the outfit with a black, studded choker and balck hand wraps that went halfway up her
forearms. The diminutive grappler slid into the ring and immediately was greeted with a hug from Heather who
said a few brief words to the ebony beauty before she motioned Jada into the corner opposite from Quisha.
TERA: This could be trouble; it looks like Heather might not be an impartial official in this match.
JENNA: Heather is one of my best friends; how dare you insinuate that she is going to be partial.
TERA: We’ll see in a minute.
pounds; here is The Ring Goddess, Quisha Page!
Quisha strode through the curtain and immediately leaned forward and cupped her massive breasts for the
appreciative males in the audience. The former centerfold wore a black halter top with large red polka dots,
matching spandex shorts and black wrestling boots with ‘Ring’ and ‘Goddess’ stenciled along the sides in red. The
blonde skipped down the aisle quickly and climbed the ringside steps before she entered the ring. Heather quickly
came over and if one looked at her body language, seemed to give the Ring Goddess a stern set of instructions
for the match before she shooed the blonde into her corner.
RING ANNOUNCER: And her opponent, she stands five feet tall and weighs in at one hundred eighteen pounds;
here is The Evil Angel, Jada Fire!
The buxom ebony beauty emerged from the back with a half smirk on her face as the crowd greeted her with a heel
reception of boos and jeers. Jada shook her head in disbelief before she headed down the aisle toward the ring.
Jada wore a shiny, lime green halter top, matching shorts, black kneepads and knee-high, black leather lace-up
boots. She completed the outfit with a black, studded choker and balck hand wraps that went halfway up her
forearms. The diminutive grappler slid into the ring and immediately was greeted with a hug from Heather who
said a few brief words to the ebony beauty before she motioned Jada into the corner opposite from Quisha.
TERA: This could be trouble; it looks like Heather might not be an impartial official in this match.
JENNA: Heather is one of my best friends; how dare you insinuate that she is going to be partial.
TERA: We’ll see in a minute.
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