Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Christy Hemme or Torrie Wilson or any other former or current TNA Knockout or WWE diva. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
*****
Christy Hemme was always nervous and excited for her matches, but never more than this. Mostly because the stakes had never been higher, as this time her ass would be on the line. Literally! And everyone would know it. Women had been secretly ass fucking each other for years behind the scenes in wrestling, as women took their victories one step further, and completely dominated their defeated opponent.
But still, for it to happen publicly on a TNA PPV was a big deal. True, the first ever A Dildo On A Pole Match was condemned by the WWE, and the mainstream media, but it caught the fan's interest, as the last TNA PPV was easily the most brought in the company's history, and now it seemed like all eyes were on the sequel.
Of course, given the success, Velvet Sky was eager to repeat her performance, but management wanted to go in a different direction. Instead, two women would compete for the honour of fighting Velvet, and while that wasn't what the founding member of the BP wanted, it clearly soothed her ego. Christy was disappointed too, if only because that one little victory had given Velvet a false sense of security, and the redhead was pretty sure that if it came down to it, she could beat the blonde.
Meanwhile, she had no idea if she could beat her opponent tonight, given that she didn't know who it was. That was being announced as a surprise, and while many women in TNA didn't want to be associated with this kind of match, it wasn't out of the realm of possibility that someone like Tara, Angelina Love or even Mickie James would be a surprise opponent, all hoping to pick up an easy win, and make themselves more famous.
Just then Velvet Sky's music hit, which momentarily excited Christy. Because again, she was fairly certain that she could beat that bitch, if given the chance. However, it appeared she wasn't in her wrestling attire. Of course, it was always hard to tell with Velvet, given that she dressed like a whore all of the time.
And what was this? Brooke Tessmacher naked except for her collar and lead, following behind her new Mistress, with her head held down? Was that supposed to intimidate her? Brooke was like the biggest bottom in the entire company. Anyone could beat her, and reduce her to this kind of slut. But nevertheless Christy grabbed a mic shortly after Velvet pressed hers to her lips, and started speaking.
"I bet you're wondering what I'm doing here, huh?" Velvet questioned with a smirk.
"Not really." Christy quipped.
"Well, sorry to disappoint, but I'm not your opponent tonight. But I am, the special guest announcer." Velvet announced gleefully, "So without further ado, weighing in at about 300 pounds worth of skank, it's Christy Hemme!"
Christy gave the bitch an unimpressed look, and then pushed, "And?"
"And introducing her opponent..." Velvet smirked, as unfamiliar music started to play, "Proving that anything can happen in TNA, the equally skanky Torrie Wilson!"
Which really was a surprise, Christy's eyes going comically wide as Torrie Wilson really did walk down the ramp with a determined look on her face. Torrie was a former star of WCW and WWE, so it wasn't really that surprising that she would end up in TNA, but given that she had never really been much of a wrestler, or had any passion for it, she had seemed disinterested about joining TNA.
Perhaps because it involved a pay cut, and she had saved her money enough not to need it. Which worked out well for Christy, as she could definitely beat glorified models. Okay, so she was also technically a glorified model, but she had the chance to prove that she was at least better than this bitch.
Torrie hadn't ever really been good in the ring, that part was true, but she'd actually one more matches than lost. Mostly because she was left facing girls with similar abilities to her, and she wouldn't have faced anyone who wasn't on the same level. But Christy? Oh yeah, she was confident she could take Christy. More importantly, she wanted too. Oh yes, Christy was pretty much the one girl who got away, but not anymore.
No, tonight her ass belonged to Torrie. Something that the blonde proved by immediately running up to the redhead, pretending like she was going to lock up with her, only to pull down her trunks. Hell, Christy was so shocked. Torrie was even able to remove her top before she could even react.
However, while Torrie was celebrating, she suddenly found herself being hit from behind, knocking her down into the corner, and leaving her vulnerable for a Stinkface. Which was exactly what she got, a clearly very angry Christy shoving her ass directly into the blonde's face, and then rubbing it against her. As if that was something that Torrie wouldn't enjoy. Obviously Christy hadn't done her homework.
Hell, she hadn't been in the WWE for that long, but she should really know that if there was one thing Torrie Wilson loved, it was Stinkfaces. Both giving, and receiving. Well, more giving, but this was good too. Hell, Torrie had a smile on her face throughout pretty much the whole thing, even during Velvet's unwanted commentary.