It was the last day of training and as Karen headed to the locker room to change, she thought it’d be the last time she ever stepped inside a wrestling ring. Her first pro bout two weeks ago had ended in pretty badly, with her leaving the ring on a stretcher and having a headache for the next three days. So it was more than surprising when her federation’s promoter made a visit to the gym and intercepted her on the way to the changing area.

“Hey Karen, how are you feeling?” he said.
“I was pretty miserable for a few days after the match,” she responded. “But I’m alright now. I even managed to finish all of my training.”
“That’s good to hear,” he said. “Look I just wanted to come here and say that we liked what we saw out of you in that match and we want to keep you on to do some of our TV tapings.”
At first she was taken back and didn’t jump at the opportunity, despite not having a full-time job yet. “Umm, I’m not sure if you saw my match, but I got clobbered,” she said. “I mean I didn’t even land a single blow.”
“I know,” the promoter said. “But you bounced back nice and we back stage liked what we saw. Plus, this time we are going to put you with a veteran in a tag match. And special match means special pay-off. You get $750 this time. What do ya say?”
There was a long pause as Karen thought it over. Despite the pain and humiliation she felt after the match, the money had paid the bills and was right now the only income she had. “Sure,” she said softly. “I’m in.”
She turned and went to change. “Bounces back well my foot,” the promoter thought to himself. “We really did like we saw. I’ve never seen such a prefect jobber!”

The night of the taping, Karen pretty much felt the same as she did going into her first match: nervous. She got out of her car and walked into the venue and was greeted by the promoter who directed her to her locker room in the way back. “Oh, by the way,” the promoter said. “You’re partner is already here. Her name is Allison”

Karen made her way to the locker room, passing by all of the other wrestlers who never even gave her a second thought. She reached the door to her room and held her breath as she thought about what she was going to do. She was about to team with a girl who’s been in the business a few years. Did her partner know how bad she was? What would her partner say when she saw how bad Karen was in the ring? Finally, she opened the door and went in.

She got her first look at Allison, who was already starting to change. Allison was about Karen’s height but a good 25 pounds lighter. Her skin was pretty pale and she wasn’t really toned at all. Her black hair was cut very short, but she had a very pretty face. She wore a white bra and pink cotton panties. Allison’s chest, a feature Karen prided herself on, was not that impressive with their A size. More important than that, Karen noted, was that Allison smiled when she entered the room.
“Hi, come in,” said Allison “You must be Karen. I’m Allison, you’re partner.” She extended her hand and Karen was relieved to shake it. “We don’t have much time,” Allison said. “We’d better get changed.” Allison slowly got out of her underwear and put on her tights. They were pretty much the same style she had been wearing for years. It was a hot pink monokini with black trim that really showed her off quite nicely and was clearly intended to please the crowd. She wore nothing on her legs, not even boots. Karen removed her shoes, shirt and pants, then took off her black bra and matching thong. She reached into her bag and got out her tights. Since her last match, she had gotten a new pair. These were a very tight one-piece black and white combination that were pretty low cut on the top (to show off her ample chest) and actually quite high cut on the bottom. “If I can’t perform in the ring, I might as well show them some skin,” Karen thought. She let her legs go natural tonight and just wore her traditional white boots. She brushed back her shoulder length blonde hair and turned to her partner.

Allison seemed very friendly, but Karen just had to tell her the truth about how bad she was.
“I think before we go any further,” Karen said. “But I should tell you. I’m not exactly very good at this. I mean I’ve only been at it for a month or so, but I am really bad. My last match was a disaster.” Karen felt pretty bad about having told her partner how doomed she was. She sat down and put her head down, on the verge of tears.
“Hey there kid,” Allison said, as she sat down next to Karen and put her arm around the youngster. “Don’t feel so bad. I don’t know what the promoter told you, but I’ve been at this game six years, and am still looking to get my win column to have double digits. Look at the size of me, girl! Do I look like I have the size to compete with these girls?
“I don’t understand,” Karen said. “Why do you keep doing it then?”
“How could I not, kid,” Allison said. “It’s easy money for 10 minutes work. And plus, I love the competition, even if it does beat me more often than not.”
Knowing this made Karen feel a lot better. For the first time she didn’t feel alone. They got up together and hugged each other. Karen felt comforted as they stood embraced in only their tights, with their skin being separated by a thin piece of cloth. After a while they let each other go and realized they needed to get to the ring. Allison had a pink jacket that she wore to the ring, which said “Amazing” on the back in white script. She convinced Karen to wear a short skirt to the ring. “The crowd loves it when you wear something to the ring,” said Allison. Karen was finally happy that she finally made a friend, and one who could give her advice on the business as well.

The girls walked down the aisle. Allison had a bounce to her step and was slapping hands. Karen was a little more subdued but managed to slap a hand of two that Allison missed. They entered the ring and went to there corner. Karen was doing her bouncing to show off her chest and get some support, while Allison was doing some stretching on the ropes. The bell rang out signaling the start of the next match and Karen and Allison settled down in their corner to wait for the announcer.

“Ladies and Gentlemen, this next match is a tag-team attraction with a 15 minute time limit. First, in the ring at this time, she weighs in at 110 pounds… ‘Amazing’ Allison!” Allison used both hands to blow the crowd a kiss as Karen softly clapped. “And her partner,” the announcer continued. “She weighs in at 135 pounds…Karen Cougar!”

Karen raised her hand and smiled as Allison gave out a big cheer for her new friend. Allison then removed her jacket and gave it to the ring attendant as Karen, who had a rush of confidence thanks to her partner, shook her butt as she removed the skirt, letting the crowd see the rest of her revealing tights. The ref then came over to frisk the girls. Allison almost seemed to enjoy the attention as the ref put his hands on her body firmly and moved them up and down to frisk her.
The announcer then started up again. “And their opponents, coming down the aisle, they weigh in at a total combined weight of 270 pounds, Jenny and Stacy…the Rowdy Riders!” The curtain was pushed back and out came the duo. Jenny was black with short hair and Stacy was white with long brunette hair. Both were very attractive and very muscular. They were dressed in black bikinis with black leather chaps (that they wrestled in) and black cowboy boots. As they made their way into the ring, Allison turned to Karen to have a last second word.

“Alright,” she said. “These girls are heavy hitters, and have great teamwork. I’ll go in first. You sit back and watch them work. Maybe you can find a weakness.” Karen gave her a quick hug for luck before leaving the ring. The bell rang out and Allison left their corner and got ready to square off against Jenny. The two girls locked up in a referees hold. Jenny clearly overpowered Allison and forced her to the ropes. She cleanly broke the hold before the ref got in between them. Jenny was clearly showing off her strength and as she backed up and held out her hands giving Allison the “come and get it” gesture. Allison slowly approached her to lock up in another collar and elbow tie-up but Jenny had suckered her in and delivered a knee to the gut, making Allison double over. Jenny then applied a tight head lock to Allison. After that she flipped Allison onto the mat while still keeping a firm headlock. Allison kicked the mat several times as tried to wiggle out of the move. Finally, Allison put all of her strength into a hard kick out and broke free of the move. Both girls raced to their feet, but Jenny got their first and got the jump on Allison, who was greeted with a powerful forearm to the chest, sending her reeling into the opponent’s corner.

The Rowdy Riders then showed off their teamwork as Jenny went to complain to the ref, occupying him so he didn’t see Stacy wrap the tag rope (a piece of rope on the outside of rings that the partner is supposed to hold) around Allison’s neck. Karen (who was holding her tag rope) watched as her partner, no her friend, struggled in vain to free herself. Karen, feeling nothing left to do, rushed into the ring to complain to the ref. The ref, who was still arguing with Jenny, turned his attention to Karen and decided he had enough complaining and forced her to leave the ring without listening to her complain. It was exactly what Jenny expected to happen as she took the opportunity of a distracted ref to double team Allison. While Stacy choked Allison, Jenny delivered hard shots to the face and gut. This went on till the ref finally turned around and forced them to break it up. Jenny then tagged her partner.

Stacy came in and quickly scooped up Allison, delivering a hard slam, following it up with a stomp to the head while her opponent was down. Grabbing her by the top of the hair, Stacy yanked up Allison, forced her back and tied her up in the ropes. She then proceeded to use Allison’s head as a punching bag, delivering knockout blow after knockout blow. Finally the ref came in and broke it up, freeing Allison, who fell to the mat and grabbed her head. Stacy taunted the crowd some before picking up Allison. She grabbed Allison by the back of the hair and the seat of her tights. Stacy then ran Allison across the ring and easily tossed her through the middle ropes to the outside. Allison landed hard on her back and cried out in pain. Karen quickly jumped down from the apron and went to aid her partner. Karen helped her to her feet and called out to the ref to get Stacy away from the ropes. When the ref complied, Karen rolled her partner back in. But like a dog going after meat, Stacy was right on top of Allison, kicking and stomping away at her head, chest and gut. She finally backed off and waited for Allison to get to her feet. When Allison did get up she held out her limp arm to make a tag. Before Karen knew what she was doing she slapped Allison’s hand, making her the legal girl. In the center of the ring, Stacy waited with a hungry look on her face. Karen hesitated for a second then nervously got in the ring.

The two legal girls locked up in the center of the ring in a collar and elbow tie-up. Stacy easily overpowered Karen and sent her smashing to canvas. Stacy tried to follow-up with an elbow drop but Karen rolled out of the way and got to her feet quickly. Karen then got ready to deliver an over the head axe-handle smash, but Stacy saw Karen’s exposed belly and delivered a hard shot, doubling her opponent over. Grabbing her by the back of the head, Stacy ran Karen over to the Riders corner and smashed the rookies head into the turnbuckle. Before Karen could shake the cobwebs out, Stacy smashed her head again and again until she did it a half dozen times. Dazed and confused, Karen was turned around in the corner as Jenny was tagged in. Stacy didn’t leave the ring right away and both girls proceeded to kick Karen in the gut until she collapsed in the corner. As Stacy left the ring, Jenny was using her boot to effectively choke Karen. When she finished Jenny yanked the girl up and brought her to the top rope where she bent the kid over and rubbed Karen’s eyes across the rope. The pain burned Karen deep and further took her mind out of the match. Jenny then placed Karen’s neck over the middle rope and went to the other side of the ring to build up speed. Karen laid there with her arms dangling over the rope when all of a sudden her opponent came crashing down on the back of her neck, driving the rope deep into Karen’s throat. Karen collapsed over onto the mat, grabbing her throat as she stomped the mat in pain. Jenny didn’t give her a minutes rest, though, and picked her up and put the rookie’s head between her legs. Karen was too out of it to know what was going on, until Jenny feel to her knees, driving Karen’s face right into the mat. The force of the blow caused Karen to turn face up as she was almost knocked out and motionless, save the few muscle spasms she was having. Jenny then tagged her partner, who climbed to the top rope and leaped off like she was doing a belly flop, only she landed right on Karen. Stacy then laid across her and hooked her leg for the uncontested 1…2…3.

The loss didn’t surprise Allison, but still the disappointment of defeat was never easy. She summoned what strength was left and got in the ring to help her partner. However, she was intercepted by Jenny, who scooped Allison up, hoisted her over the shoulder and delivered a hard power slam. As Allison lay there motionless, Stacy rolled her over on her belly. Jenny then got Karen and also laid her on her belly right in front of Allison. The destructive duo then each took hold of a girl and applied a camel clutch. Both jobbers screamed out in pain, and were forced to watch as their friend was put through the same agony. The situation was humiliating. Karen just lay their, screaming out in pain with her arms draped over Jenny’s knees as more pressure was applied. Finally, the pain become too much and each of the losers passed out. The Riders posed a little before leaving the ring. Meanwhile the ref tried in vainly to revive Karen and Allison and so the stretcher was called out. They laid Karen on it first before dumping Allison face first on top of her. The two girls were wheeled back to the locker room as they laid there crotch to crotch, belly to belly, chest to chest and face to face.