Britney Spears: Jobber 2 by Super Lucky (Fantasy super star story)

Britney's first match had been anything but a success. She had never been in a fight in her life, and she had never been beaten like that in her life. She spent the night of her loss alone in her bedroom, an ice pack wedged between her thighs. From her bedroom in Britney's mansion, Jamie Lynn could hear her older sister and hero sob and moan.

The pain she had been put through had taken quite a toll. IIn fact, it tool Britney a week before her body began to feel normal again. She slowly began to return to her workout routine, trying to focus on her next match. Britney wanted revenge. She wanted to banish the impression that she was just a wimp. But she also wanted to be sure she wouldn't repeat her last performance, if for no other reason than that she didn't want to be beaten again. The worst was the pain between her legs. Michelle had managed to ruin Britney's social life for almost two weeks. And when she tried to touch herself, Britney found the pain even more unbearable.

Her next match had been set and it was two weeks to the day since her first. She had been told that she needed to win or risk becoming even more of a joke on the circuit. When she found out who her opponent was slated to be, she became even more excited. Chritsina Aguilera.

Britney and Christina had a long running feud since their shared days as members of the Mickey Mouse Club. Christina had never missed an opportunity to take a shot or two at Britney in the media. Since Britney's shameful loss at the hands of Michelle Rodriguez, Christina had even more to say. She had promised to end her feud with Spears once and for all. She said that she would beat "Baby Britney", as people were now calling her, far worse than Michelle did. And she promised that she would do something to Britney that would be so humiliating, Spears would never show her face in public again.

Britney arrived at the arena with her sister Jamie Lynn in tow. She wasn't sure she wanted Jamie with her again. The last time she'd really let her little sister down. Britney knew Jamie looked up to her and wanted Jamie to be proud of her. She knew that crying like a baby and begging Michelle for mercy didn't make her a strong role model. Still, Jamie insisted. She was Britney's cheerleader and wouldn't let her sis go to it alone.

Britney had acquired new ring attire, hoping that maybe a new look would give her some confidence. A white string bikini, that showed off her toned dancer's legs and tummy. The bottoms stretched across her tight bottom, showing off the black letters spelling "Britney" across the back. The athletic blond finished her pre-match look with some white wrestling boots specially made for her and a baby blue Adidas belly T. When the cameras started rolling, Britney smiled and put an arm around her sister.

"Britney, after your last match people are saying you might not be cut out for fighting. What are you going to do differently tonight?"

Britney looked at the camera. "Last time I was attacked before the bell. Tonight I won't let that happen again. Also, I'm far more of an athlete than Christina is. I'm going to kick her little butt right in front of my sis! I want her to see me win!"

The interviewer asked a followup question. "Britney, Christina says she has a surprise for you. Will you be ready for anything?"

Britney continued to smile. "Surprise? Whatever! I'm stronger, faster and in better shape than her! She better be ready for me!"

Britney had been told to expect boos from the crowd after her last performance, but the fans still seemed to love the All American girl. She was cheered as she walked to the ring, and young fans by the rail still tried to give her high fives. Jamie Lynn followed behind, proud of her sister's determination to get right back in the ring and win. Brit's body was a sight to behold. Her thighs were solid, her calfs were round but her stomach was starting to show hints of slacking off. Her arms and shoulders were those of a natural athlete. The white bikini showed perfectly against her luscious body. She was telling the truth when she said she was twice the athlete Christina was.

Britney smiled and looked to the back, waiting for Christina to come out. She was itching to get her hands on her #1 rival. Britney knew she could beat Christina and knew a win would help her get some rep as a real fighter. Christina, as far as she was concerned, was a pushover.

Christina had been in 3 matches and lost all of them. Not badly, but she wasn't seen as serious competition. She had a "killer" instinct, but she wasn't strong enough to back it up. She hadn't learned how to compensate yet for her lack of strength. When she came out to the ring, she shocked everyone. Christina was limping on a set of crutches. The crowd smelt a setup and began to boo. Christina cut them off as she spoke.

"Britney!" said Christina, "I was really looking forward to kicking your skanky ass tonight! But I hurt my knee practicing a new dance routine!"

The crowd booed as Britney looked on, shaking her head and shrugging her shoulders. She gave a "what's up?" to Christina as Aguilera went on. "I know...I know! I wish I could fight you tonight, you pathetic slut, but my doctor told me no way!" Britney continued to shake her head, now getting the fans behind her. She appealed to them with her gestures. Christina continued. "Luckily, I was able to find someone willing to fight you in my place, that is...if you feel up to it!"

Britney was riding a wave of adrenaline. She nodded her head and waved her hand. "Bring it on, Christina!"

The crowd erupted for Britney's bravado. She was brave, considering her last match. They liked spunk and pluck in their fighters. Even if she was a jobber, she was a popular one.

"All right, Brit!" said Christina, "Let me introduce you to your opponent tonight...former WWF Women's Champ...CHYNA!"

The smile on Britney's face disappeared and she turned white. She looked to her sister at ringside, Jamie-Lynn wasn't smiling anymore either. In fact, the youngster looked genuinely terrified for her sister. Britney's jaw dropped as the amazonian Chyna made her way to the ring, followed closely by Christina. The huge woman wore a pair of black leather bikini bottoms and a chain mail top. If Britney's toned dancer's body had shown signs of partying around the belly, Chyna's midsection was anything but piss. In fact, Chyna looked like she'd been working out harder than ever. Her thighs made Britney's impressive thighs look like nothing. Her arms and biceps were three or four times the size of Brit's. The young blond was roadkill and she knew it.

Chyna hit the ring and walked right over to Britney. She stood towering over the intimidated pop princess, smiling like a cat about to pounce. Britney looked up with a frightened stare. "OHMYGAWD!" Chyna just smiled.

The bell rang and Chyna slammed a big fist right into Britney's gut. "OOOOOOF!" Britney's stomach wasn't as taught as it once was. All her recent nights of partying were starting to take a toll. She bent over instantly, the air rushing from her lungs. While doubled over, Britney felt Chyna place her in a headlock. She twisted uncomfortably as Chyna tightened the lock, squeezing Brit's head with her powerful arms. Britney felt trapped.

Outside the ring, Christina was taunting Britney and spurring Chyna on. "Kick her ass, C! Fuck her up bigtime! You suck, Shit-ney!" Britney was being paraded around the ring by Chyna, forced to walk doubled over and stuck in a massive headlock. Chyna made sure to stop often, showing the fans just how helpless Britney was already. Chyna walked Britney to the center of the ring and drove the young singer to the mat head first with a powerful DDT.

Britney was seeing stars as her head crunched against the canvass. She rolled onto her side and looked out through her glazing over eyes. The one sight she could clearly make out was Jamie Lynn, her face a mask of disappointment. Britney knew she was once again letting her little sister down. She also Christina, her "injured" leg seeming fine as she jumped up and down, celebrating the thrashing of her rival.

Britney got all the strength she could muster and, while Chyna was celebrating for the fans, she tried to roll/crawl out of the ring. She was almost to the ropes when she felt a gigantic hand grab a handful of her beautiful blond hair and yank her back towards the center of the ring. "Aghghg!" Britney let out a petrified squeal as she got pulled across the canvass and back to the middle of the ring.

Chyna yanked Brit to a kneeling position and yanked her back and forth a few times, shaking her by the blond locks. Britney's hands tried to pry Chyna's grip loose, but they were no use. She also realized, as she looked into Chyna's blurry face, that she was crying. She could hear the jeers of the fans, so quick to turn on her. Once again, they were serenading her with their special cheer: "YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK!" The worst came when she saw Jamie-Lynn lower her eyes towards the floor, too ashamed to watch her big sister's performance. Brit saw Christina come up behind Jamie-Lynn and force the younger Spears' head up, causing her to watch. She wanted to defend her little sis, but Chyna's grip was too tight.

"Are you with me, baby?" Chyna asked. She slapped Brit across the face, then shook her blond locks. Britney was crying, broken and a mess. "Are you with me?" Chyna slapped the other cheek. Britney begged for mercy. "p...please...ch...ch...chyna. sto...op...ugh...hurting...me..." Chyna only laughed and waggled her finger in Brit's face. "Oh no, sweety. I can't stop hurting you. Christina paid me to break you."

With that, Chyna yanked Brit to a standing position, bent her over and thrust the pop princess' head right between her two massive thighs. Christina was cheering. Britney tried to get free, but she knew she was stuck in a humiliating position, and a potentially dangerous one. Chyna slapped Brit's ass a few times before pulling her up by the midsection, into a seated position on her own massive shoulders. When Brit was as high as Chyna could get her, the amazon slammed Britney right back to the mat, a powerbomb, forcing all the air out of Britney's lungs.

Britney lay on the mat, coughing and hacking out the effects of her smoky lungs. Her legs twitched and flopped up and down as she tried to collect her thoughts. She could barely get her eyelids open, and it wouldn't be any help anyway. She could feel her eyes rolling around in her pain addled head. She knew the fans were booing her, but it was the farthest thing from her mind. Brit wasn't even 100% sure what was happening when Chyna yanked her off the mat again by her blond hair.

Britney couldn't stand and her feet dragged across the mat as Chyna pulled her back to the center of the ring. She was reduced to a rag doll, totally at the mercy of the giantess. "How about 1 more?" Chyna asked the fans. They cheered her on as she placed Brit's head between her thighs one more time. Britney's arms dangled limply by Chyna's sides, her body just a limp rag. Chyna hefted Brit up and powerbombed her to the mat one more time for good measure. This time, Britney didn't even twitch upon impact. She just laid on the mat motionless.

Chyna placed one of her boots on Britney's chest and flexed her impressive arms as the ref counted a completely academic 1-2-3. When it was over, Christina rolled into the ring and high fived her giant. She was crazy with joy at the destruction of her rival. Christina posed over Britney's lifeless body, doing a little bump and grind before bending over and slapping Brit's face. She spat on the blond. Finally, Christina motioned to Chyna.

On cue, Chyna dragged Britney over to the ropes and draped her over the middle rope. Britney's butt was sticking straight out, Christina standing behind it. "I promised you I'd humiliate you so badly you'd never show your face again, you rank slut!" And with that Christina produced a wooden paddle, adorned with the words "Board of Education." She slapped it against the palm of her hand and signaled that it stung. "Any girl who performs that badly needs to be punished. And since you just got taken to school, I think we'll give you a good old fashioned school punishment."

Britney didn't even know what was going on. She didn't have the strength in her. Jamie-Lynn knew she had to do something. She jumped into the ring and ran right over to Christina. "Don't hurt my sister anymore!" She ordered. Christina smiled at the little girl. "Don't worry, Jamie, I'm not going to..." Then she handed the paddle to Jamie-Lynn. "You are!" Ordered Christina.

"This can go one of two ways," said Christina, "either you can spank your big sister's bottom blue...or Chyna can. The decision is yours, Jamie-Lynn." Jamie-Lynn looked at Britney. She heard the fans laughing and hooting, making fun of the unaware and unconscious Britney and the position she was in. The last thing she wanted was to punish her sister at Christina's order. But Brit had been through so much, a spanking by Chyna would insure her not sitting down for a week. With tears in her eyes, Jamie took the paddle. She lightly whacked it against Brit's bottom a few times. The beaten Spears didn't even respond to the light swats.

"Harder!" Ordered Christina. Jamie-Lynn swatted the paddle against Brit's bikini clad bottom a little harder. "Harder! Harder!" Jamie complied, crying the whole time. She tried to hold back, but she could hear Christina prodding her on. "Harder!!! Hurt her!!!!" Jamie-Lynn was crying and shaking as she swatted Brit as hard as she could. Britney still didn't respond. Her body shifted a little, almost instinctively, but she was too beaten to feel much of this. Finally, Christina yanked the paddle away from Jamie-Lynn.

"You are as pathetic a spanker as she is a wrestler!" Christina chided Jamie-Lynn. Jamie looked broken. Christina looked over her shoulder. "Chyna...could you please finish this?" Jamie looked up..."you promised..." Christina smiled at the younger Spears and said: "I lied."

Chyna took the paddle and sized up Brit's bottom...WHAM!!! The whack was so hard it woke Britney from her pain induced stuoper. ARHGHGHGHGGH!!!!! Britney yelled so loud they heard her in the back row. Chyna didn't slow down. She slammed three more hard shots against Britney's bottom. WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! Britney's flesh was quivering and her body was shaking. Her legs were shifting up and down as she tried to get away from the pain. But Chyna kept up the spanking. WHAM! WHAM! WHAAAAAAAM!!!!!! The last one was like a cannon shot. In fact, it fractured the paddle. The force of it pushed Britney right over the second rope and down to the arena floor.

Outside the ring, Britney lay on the arena floor. Her body was red and her face was streaked with tears. She was rubbing her inflamed bottom as Jamie rushed to her side. One fan near the rail leaned over and yelled right at Jamie-Lynn: "tell your skank sister to come to fight next time!" As Christina and Chyna left, Jamie-Lynn helped Britney to her feet. She walked her beaten sister out of the arena as the fans threw soda and popcorn at the loser Spears.