By

Wampbat and Tom

It was a rather rainy night at the fight club downtown, however inside it was standing room only for the four fights that were to get underway there. The club was in the older area of town and located in a old warehouse. From the outside it looked like a run down brick building but the inside was luxurious. The owners, who remained silent partners, spent money fixing the place up. They only let powerful people attend these fights for there was sometimes rather large money purses for the winner. The money purse depended upon what type of match and there had been all kinds that happened here. The ring was a regulation sized ring but with chrome ring posts, chrome stairs, and red velvet ropes. There is a small metal fence that separate the spectators from the ring with chairs going back five rows. After the chairs there are tables that the spectators could set at if they did not want a chair. Plush carpet surrounded the ring and the entire floor of the building. It was a very posh setting.
Last Monday, Matt the promoter, called both women to his office to discuses what type of fight and the rules that they wanted. He motioned for them to set down in plush leather chairs in front of his desk. Both women were dressed very sexy. The only thing that was different was Rose took the advantage to flaunt her big boobs, and this was not missed by Matt. Sharon was livid, and warned Rose, "Flaunt those tits in the ring and I’ll rip them off!" Rose just smirked at Sharon and this pissed her off. Sharon started to get to her feet but stopped when Matt interjected, "Sharon save it for the ring for if you start anything now you will not fight Rose." Sharon sat down but glared at Rose. "Ok what do you want to wear or not wear?" asked Matt. "I’m going to wear a swimsuit", replied Rose. Quickly Sharon said; "Matt I’m going to wear my sexiest bikini if that is all right?" Rose turned to glare at Sharon and remarked, "I guess you have to show off that so-called body of yours some how, right darling?" Sharon jumped to her feet and swung her hand slapping Rose on the side of the face. Rose’s head jerked side ways as she let out a groan. Rose quickly jumped up at pushed outwards with both her hands and pushed Sharon backwards. Sharon stumbled and fell down into her chair and was starting to get up.
Matt moved around the desk quickly and got between the now standing women. He got there just in time to separate them.. "Ok, ok, ok, lets stop this right now. If you too want to mess each other up so bad, how about a no holds barred catfight. No rules and you can fight any where in the arena. I will set this up for the main event this Friday night. It will be 15 rounds, 5 minute rounds with a 2 minute rest period between rounds. Does this sound alright?" Sharon spat out, "just give me the bitch in the ring with what ever rules you want, ok Matt." "That’s fine by me because she is going to be the one being carried out on a stretcher." yelled Rose. The fight was set, and what a fight it was going to be. "Also you can have your husbands in your corner and they can help you for only a thirty second count against your opponent. They can only hold your opponent for you and that is all. If they hit or do anything other than hold your opponent you will forfeit the fight, ok." Matt added. Both women nodded their heads in understanding.
The main event of the evening was about to start. All of the matches leading up to the main event were already over. Rose was in her dressing room putting on her pink swimsuit. As she pulled the swimsuit over her thick sexy thighs I noticed that she had shaved her groin. It was hairless. Rose saw my look and chuckled, "I’m not going to let that bitch pull me down there if she gets her hand into my suit." I only nodded. She then teased me big time but clutching her tits and rubbing and fondling them as she watched my expression. "Well did you want to touch them before they go into battle," asked Rose. I rose to my feet and started to kiss and tongue those sexy nipples as Rose softly moaned. It started getting hot and heavy in the room as I rubbed her swimsuit covered groin getting a rock hard bulge in my pants. "No...NO, stop I can’t do it now, we will just have to wait until after the fight." panted Rose. I quit tonguing my wife’s rock hard nipples as she pulled away and pulled to top of her swimsuit up and over her tits. "Oh I like that," cooed Rose as she saw her nipples poking through her swimsuit. "That way the crowd can see my big tits and see who has the better tits." she chuckled again. She then slipped on her black high heels and looked at herself in the mirror. Rose was now ready to make her way to the ring.

Sharon was in the opposite dressing room. Tom watched as she stripped naked and then pulled on her dark blue bikini, noticing how it sparkled in the light. "I don't know, Sharon" Tom said, "she's pretty big. Are you sure about this?" Sharon replied, "Rose is just an overweight, out-of-shape cow! I'll have her begging for mercy in no time at all." She put on her top, then backed into her hubby, rubbing that perfect ass against his crotch. Tom kissed her neck as she guided his hands around to her soft tummy, then down to her crotch. Looking over her shoulder, he could admire the way her bikini top pushed up her breasts, giving her a sexy cleavage. No doubt Sharon was in better condition than her foe, but would that be enough? She turned and kissed him passionately, then headed off to the ring, with Tom following.

We heard a knock on the door and we knew it was time to go. We went to the curtain that leads into the arena but was stopped by a attendant and motioned to wait. We heard the ring’s loudspeaker, "Ladies and Gentlemen please let me have your attention." It was Matt and he was inside the ring ready to announce the fight. The crowd noise started to die down and Matt waited until it was quiet. "Tonight we have a fantastic main event. Both of these women hate and I mean hate each other which makes this no ordinary match." There was murmurs and talking going on as the spectators were trying to second guess Matt. Matt held up his hand to quiet the crowd. "Tonight’s fight is a 15 round no holds barred any where in the area fight." The arena exploded in cheering and shouting as Matt again held up his hand to quiet down the crowd. "If the women are out of the ring just let them continue, do not help or interfere with them. I think you people are going to be in for a treat." The arena exploded in cheers and clapping.
"Now coming to the ring, weighing 180 lbs 5'6" and a redhead wearing a pink swimsuit, please welcome Rose", shouted Matt. I gave Rose a big kiss and followed behind her but back around twenty feet. This was her time to shine and she wanted to big time. Rose pranced down the aisle slapping hands and blowing kisses. She then walked around the ring and would swing her ass sexy as she made her way around. There was loud clapping and cheering, even some catcalls that echoed in the area. She climbed the chrome stairs and got into the ring threw the ropes. She then cupped her tits which brought even more cheering and catcalls. Rose was eating it up. Rose then went to her corner to wait for Sharon.
Matt continued, "And now, coming to the ring, standing 5'6" tall and weighing a sleek 125 lbs in a dark blue bikini, please give it up for SHARONNNNNN!" The crowd cheered and whistled as Sharon made her way to the ring, jiggling her tits and swinging her hips side-to-side as she sauntered to the ring, blowing kisses at the fans and waving. She climbed the stairs and entered the ring across from Rose.

Rose waiting in her corner watched Sharon in her corner. I was rubbing down her shoulders and neck as she glared at her foe. Rose then made the jester of holding her nose as if there was a foul odor. This brought laughing and cheering. Rose then did the unthinkable has she yelled across to Sharon, "Don’t you wish you had these bitch," as she cupped and mashed her big tits together inside the swimsuit. I saw Sharon only smile and wondered just how far Rose had pushed this sexy woman. I was really afraid that Sharon was going to make mince meat of my wife’s tits.

Sharon leaned back in her corner, smiling and shaking her head at Rose. She shook her ass at Rose, then turned and stuck her tongue out at her. Smiling and pointing at Rose, Sharon then called out "MOOOOOO!" The crowd roared with laughter. Rose turned red with anger.

ROUND ONE

The bell dinged, and the fight was on. Rose, still livid about the cow reference, went right at Sharon. The thin beauty did not back away; instead, she aimed a right cross at Rose, but the bigger woman blocked it with her left forearm and then sent a smashing underhand right into Sharon's soft tummy. With a loud Ooooffff!, Sharon doubled over in pain. Rose grabbed Sharon's hair and, holding onto it, slammed her knee up into Sharon's tits. Tom's wife screamed in pain, but Rose continued. Straightening Sharon up by her hair, she slammed her fist again into her soft belly, then she scooped Sharon up in her arms and slammed her down onto the canvas, on her back. As Sharon laid there moaning and gasping for air, Rose paraded around the ring amid cheers and boos, jiggling her tits and yelling "She's nothing!...she's nothing!"

Rose then stopped parading around and moved towards her foe. Rose then stood with her legs spread and bent down so she could yell at Sharon. "Call me a cow, at least I have tits and not fried eggs." screamed Rose. This brought a few chuckles and whistles. She reached down and grabbed Sharon's hair again with her left hand and pulled up. Sharon's hands went to her hair as she was pulled to her knees. Rose then took her right hand and grabbed Sharon's hair and also started to pull. Sharon screamed as Rose pulled up with both hands buried deep into the sexy woman's hair. Sharon, screaming and wiggling, was pulled to her feet by her hair. "That away Red, pull her hair out!" yelled a richly dressed man with a cowboy hat in the front row. "I always knew brunettes were wimps, get her Red." blurted out a rather ritzy dressed blond that was in the front row.
As soon as Sharon made it to her feet, Rose released her left hand from Sharon's hair but not her right hand. Rose roughly pulled her by her hair over to the turnbuckle corner where I was at. She pulled her trapped foe backwards by the hair then slammed her face first into the turnbuckle corner. Sharon let out a "Ugggghhh" as her face hit the turnbuckle. Rose pulled her back and then turned her around and pushed her backwards into the corner. "Grab her arms and hold them over the top rope baby," cooed Rose. I gladly obeyed and realized I had only thirty seconds for the hold. Rose did not though as she pushed Sharon's head back then clutched her tits with both hands. She started to showboat, getting loud cheering from the crowd. Finally, still clutching her tits, she rammed the cloth-covered orbs into Sharon's face. There was clapping, cheering and catcalls from all over the arena. I had a fantastic view as I saw my wife's tits smother Sharon's face. It was a standing face tit smother!!!!
A horn went off and I let go of Sharon's arms and this made Rose lose her tit smother. Sharon, with a scream of rage, pushed Rose backwards with both hands. Rose back peddled a few feet and caught her balance. Sharon took a step forwards and then slammed her knee into Rose's wide open groin. Rose squealed and bent down grasping her throbbing groin. "Dam that was a pretty site," yelled the cowboy again. Sharon turned to him and yelled, "Watch this," as she took both of her hands and sunk then into Rose's unprotected tits. Her fingers sunk deeply into the swimsuit covered orbs. Rose screamed at the top of her lungs with pain. I could not believe the noise the crowd was making, cheering, whistling and catcalls, all wanting Sharon to destroy my wife's tits "Honey if you pop those tits out I'll give you $2000.00 dollars, " yelled out the cowboy again.

Rose was still bent over as Sharon milked her tits through her suit. After hearing the cowboy's offer, Sharon released Rose's tits long enough to pull her swimsuit straps off her shoulders over her arms, trapping them at her side. "No, no...don't", Rose pleaded. Smiling wickedly, Sharon then pulled down the front of Rose's suit and the big jugs flopped out for everyone to see. "Oh you bitch! I'll--", Rose screamed, but her words were cut off as Sharon grabbed her by the hair and drove her right knee up into Rose's tits. The crowd roared and cheered as Rose dropped to her knees from the pain.. Sharon quickly circled behind her, placed her foot on Rose's ass and pushed her down to the canvas. Quickly, she grabbed Rose's ankles, turned around and plopped down on the bigger woman's shoulders, pulling her legs up into a Boston Crab.

"You'll what, Cow? Scream more?" Sharon slid back until her round ass was on the back of Rose's head, pulling her legs by the ankle, stretching her spine. "Oowwwwww! Stoppp!" Rose wailed. Sharon, her heels planted against the canvas on either side of Rose's hips, began to bob her shapely ass up and down on Rose's head, mashing the woman's face into the canvas. The crowd cheered and roared more. Sharon leaned back a little more, pulling harder on Rose's legs. Rose saw her opportunity and, reaching up, grabbed Sharon by her hair and slammed her down hard onto the mat, stunning my pretty wife. Her back aching, Rose got up onto her knees, but Sharon clamped her strong thighs around Rose's head in a head scissors!

Sharon’s leg muscles were taunt as she squeezed my wife’s head. Sharon rolled over sideways bringing Rose down on her back. My wife’s tits bounced as she landed on the mat. Rose tugged and pulled at Sharon’s thighs but could not pry the brunette’s legs apart. The crowd was cheering as Rose moved up and down and sideways trying to free herself. I was even bewitched as I saw my wife’s tits bouncing and rolling around her nipples hard and pointed. Sharon had pulled Rose’s swimsuit down to her stomach so her tits were on view for everyone in the arena. "Give it up Cow," yelled Sharon as she squeezed harder hoping to end the fight. "Fuck you bitch," screamed Rose back at Sharon as she now started to slap Sharon’s thighs. SMACK,..... SMACK,..... SMACK echoed across the arena as Rose hit Sharon. Sharon’s thighs started to get a touch of red of where Rose was hitting. "Stop it bitch, or I’ll squeeze your head off," screamed Sharon. Rose did not stop, as a matter in fact she picked up the pace as her slaps came quicker, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK. Sharon grimaced in pain and needed to stop my wife. Sharon spotted my wife’s right tit nipple and she clutched it with her right hand.

Sharon squeezed the nip making Rose scream in agony. "I told you to give it up cow bitch, so do you want to give up?" Rose cried out "Noooooooooo" has she pushed down on the mat with her feet and bridged upwards. Only her feet and head were touching the mat as she bowed upwards turning Sharon onto her side. "Squeeze the udder hard", called out the cowboy as he could now see what Sharon was doing. The crowd was going nuts as my wife’s let breast rolled up towards her face with Sharon working over the other’s nipple. "Twist her nipple, she will give up," yelled a well dressed brunette near the ring. Sharon took the advise and twisted Rose’s nipple. Rose’s scream almost brought the ceiling down. "Give up now before I twist this sorry nipple off your tit bitch," bellowed Sharon. DING, DING, DING, the bell sounded ending the round. Matt started to make his way to the ring. Meanwhile Sharon was not letting go of Rose’s nipple as the crowd watched her fingers turning to the left and right. Matt now hurried into the ring to stop Sharon as the bell sounded.

"Sharon turn lose of Rose now the round is over." commanded Matt. Still Sharon twisted the nipple. Rose was now whimpering and trying to pull Sharon’s fingers away from her throbbing tit. "I will give you a count of three to stop it, 1........2......., finally Sharon with a scream of rage lets go of my wife’s red and swollen nipple and then the leg-head lock. Rose rolled over to her side clutching her throbbing tit. As Sharon got to her feet she turned around and spit on Rose’s upper torso before she raised her hands to the cheering of the crowd. Even though Sharon did not win the fight, she won this round. She went to her corner for a well deserved hug from Tom and rest for the next round. Matt in the mean time helped Rose up and walked her to her corner. I could see the damage that Sharon had done to my wife’s nipple. Tom and Sharon talked over strategy as I helped Rose pull her swimsuit up to cover her tits. I could not help and notice that her hurting nipple protruded threw her swimsuit. "Baby, go after her. Go for her tits, her face, anything. If she gets that nipple again it might be all over." I pleaded. "I’ll get the fucking bitch, if she wants to twist nipples I’ll twist nipples, only she won’t have any left," growled Rose. "Good go get her," I said. I leaned back up and noticed the cowboy was talking to Sharon and Tom. Sharon nodded and smiled at Rose then said something back to the cowboy and he started walking back to his seat smiling. I did not like the look of this.
Sharon had recovered well at the end of the round, holding her own against the larger redhead. I couldn't help but admire Rose's ample breasts as she pulled her swimsuit up over her tortured nipple. Sharon plopped onto the stool I set out for her, her back to me as she glared at Rose across the ring, breathing hard. The front of her thighs were still red from Rose's slaps. I rubbed her shoulders and started giving her advice. "Sharon, don't try to go toe-to-toe with her. Pound for pound, you're tougher, but she has a lot more pounds than you. She'll wear you down." Sharon spat back "That fat bitch is mine. I know her weakness!" I shrugged and said, "just the same, keep attacking from the perimeter, and don't let up on her tits." Sharon nodded, and then the cowboy walked up to us. He smiled, turned to Sharon and offered her $1000 if she finished Rose with a nude face sit. Sharon liked the idea and readily agreed. The cowboy showed us a large wad of cash to show us he was serious, then he walked away.

ROUND TWO

Ding! The bell sounded. Sharon remembered Rose's successful charge at the open of the first round and, ignoring my advice, charged Rose to return the favor. Rose waited near her corner. As Sharon pulled back her hand in a fist, Rose thrust her right foot out and kicked Sharon hard in her pubic bone. A loud CRACK! was heard as her foot made contact. Sharon screamed and dropped to her knees. Rose grabbed Sharon by her long brown hair, held her in place and delivered one! two! three! hard kicks to Sharon's lower belly. The crowd roared in approval. Still holding Sharon by her hair, she then slammed her knee up into Sharon's chin, sending my wife onto her back on the canvas. Again, Rose paraded around Sharon a few seconds, then she jumped up and crashed her big butt down onto Sharon's chest. Sharon let out an Oooooffff!, then a moan. Rose smiled down at her. "Not so tough now, are you, bitch?" She slapped Sharon's face left and right a few times, then stood up. Reaching down, she pulled Sharon, by her hair, to her knees.. She let go, walked behind Sharon, turned around and knocked Sharon face down to the canvas with her ass. The crowd laughed and cheered. Some started to chant Rose's name. Sharon, trying to survive the round, tried to crawl to her corner.

Rose turned, smiling wickedly, and grabbed Sharon by her hair and hauled her, squealing, to her feet. "Are you trying to find the ropes? Here, let me help!" Grabbing Sharon's arm, she spun my wife around and sent her reeling into the ropes. As Sharon rebounded back toward rose, the big redhead clothes lined her across the chest and Sharon hit the canvas with a THUD! Rose reached down, grabbing Sharon's bikini top. She lifted Sharon off the mat by it and shook her like a rag doll until the top snapped and came away in Rose's hand. Sharon landed back on the canvas. Rose stood up, twirled the top on her finger, then tossed it to the crowd, amidst cheers and whistles. "Oh look", she teased, "little girl tits!" The crowd laughed. Sharon took the opportunity to scoot backward on her ass to her corner.

Rose quickly grabbed one of Sharon’s legs and pulled her back into the middle of the ring. "No, your not going to go crawling to your hubby, Bitch, its pay back time." bellowed Rose. As Rose held Sharon’ right leg she started kicking her foe’s taut thigh. SMACK...SMACK...SMACK...Sharon squealed with each hit that landed on her thigh. Sharon twisted and turned trying to get lose but she could not. I noticed Sharon’s nipples were extremely excited as did everyone else. I wondered if Rose was going to attack them. Rose dragged Sharon over to the ropes by her right leg and put it across the bottom rope. Rose then raised her foot and stomped Sharon’s knee. Sharon screamed and jerked sideways freeing her leg from the rope. She clutched her throbbing knee and moaned. Rose walked towards her head and brought her bare foot up and stomped it down Sharon’s face. There was cheering, yelling and shouts for her to do it again. Rose looked at the crowd then again slammed her bare foot into Sharon’s face Sharon was stunned and just laid there. Rose put her hands up in a flex pose then looked down and spit onto Sharon’s face and then rubbed her foot into it, rubbing the spit over Sharon’s face.

Sharon tried to roll away but Rose pulled her back by her hair and turned her on her back. She then stepped on both sides of Sharon’s face trapping her beautiful brunette hair between her feet and the mat. Rose then bent down and grabbed both of Sharon’s arms and pulled her up which also pulled her head off the mat. Sharon was only touching the mat by her head and her feet as her body arched upwards. Sharon screamed as she felt her hair being pulled out by this hold. Rose grunted with the strain as she pulled her foe’s arms. Sharon’s screams echoed off the ceiling as she felt her hair being pulled out. "Scalp her Red, and give me the hair," screamed a well dressed graying man holding a glass of wine. Rose not getting the result that she wanted dropped Sharon’s arms. Sharon fell to the mat on her back, exhausted and not moving.

"Well bitch, you want to give up or do I need to do that again." cooed Rose. "Nnnnnnoooooo" muttered Sharon who was in pain. Rose was mad that Sharon was not going to give up so she stood up and looked at the crowd, "You liked it when she pulled my nipple lets see if you like it when I do this, screamed Rose. Rose bent down and grabbed Sharon’s protruding nipples and pulled up. Sharon let a blood curdling scream has her upper body was being up off the mat by her nipples. The crowd was quiet as they took in this new from of savagery. Rose would pull up then let Sharon fall backwards on her back on the mat, then she would pull her up again. Rose got overconfident and let her guard down. Sharon had only on chance and she took it when she was on her back. She swing her uninjured left leg and connected with Rose’s chest, Rose only grunted and pulled up on the swelling nipples. Sharon screamed until Rose let her back down onto the mat. Sharon again kicked this time landing onto Rose’s face. This time it stunned my wife. She quit pulling. Quickly Sharon again kicked and landed a bulls eye right on Rose’s nose. Rose just fell over backwards as if she was hit with a brick. Both woman were hurt and in no way ready to start. Sharon clutching her extremely swollen nipples and Rose clutching her face. Who was going to move first. "Come Red get her, " yelled someone. "Get the big cow now, go," yelled another spectator.

Sharon knew she had to do something to hurt Rose or the fight would end too soon, and not in her favor. She got up to her knees, looking at Rose while she sobbed from the pain in her tortured nipples. With what little energy she had left, she sprang at the buxom redhead. Rose was hurt, but she instinctively drew her knees up, and Sharon landed with a dull thud on Rose's knees. Rose tossed her off to the side like she was yesterday's laundry. "Nice try, you skinny slut!" Rose said, as she slowly rose to her feet. Sharon was curled in a ball on the canvas, holding her aching gut. Rose bent down, snatched my squealing wife to her feet by her hair and then placed her right arm between Sharon's legs. Lifting Sharon up in the air, She then slammed her to the canvas! Sharon moaned and sobbed. I looked at the timer, and there was still well over one minute left in the round. I didn't think Sharon was going to make it.

Rose grabbed Sharon's hair again and raised her to her knees. She pulled back on Sharon's hair and placed my wife's head, face up, between her thick thighs. Sharon was looking right up into Rose's crotch as Rose tightened her thighs on her head in a standing head scissors. Sharon wailed and slapped at Rose's thighs, but Rose just stood there and laughed. She reached down and pulled and twisted Sharon's sore nipples as Sharon's screams were muffled in her crotch. Finally, she released her grip and lifted my limp wife to her feet. She backed her up to the ropes near my corner, smiled at me and twisted the middle rope up over Sharon's outstretched wrists over the top rope, trapping her there. "Bitch," she said, "this is gonna hurt you a lot more than me!"

They were not in my corner so I could not reach Sharon to help. Rose started walking punches up and down Sharon's body, punishing her belly and her small, tortured breasts. "Am I still a cow now, slut?!?" Rose looked up at the timer...30 seconds left. To the applause of the crowd, She slipped the top of her pink swimsuit down over her large, heavy breasts. "Here's something your puny wife could never do, Tom!" Rose started swinging her tits left and right, then moved in and began slapping Sharon's face with them, knocking her head side to side. The crowd was going nuts, now clearly cheering Rose on. Rose continued her breast assault of Sharon's face until the bell rang. Then she stood up straight, raised her arms in a victory pose for the crowd, and then slammed one last fist into Sharon's belly. Oooffff!, my wife sagged in the ropes. Rose freed her wrists, grabbed her and tossed into my corner for me to catch. "If you care for her, Tom, don't let her answer the bell for the next round. I'm feeling really strong...and merciless...tonight!" I helped Sharon onto her stool. I prepared to throw in the towel when Sharon stopped me. "Tom," she said, "I'm not hurt that bad. Let her think I'm finished. Trust me."

I looked across at Rose and Charles. The busty redhead was excited, energetic, standing in her corner. Charles was giving her more instructions, and she was nodding and bouncing up and down on her toes. She didn't seem to care that her large breasts were still in full view for everyone's enjoyment: in fact, she seemed to feed off of it. The crowd was clearly pro-Rose now, chanting her name and cheering her on. Sharon was slouched on her stool, wincing with each minor motion and breathing hard. I didn't want her to continue, but she insisted. I tried to rub down her shoulders, but that only hurt her. I felt useless in her corner. From across the ring, Rose pointed to her then used her arms to push her breasts together, accentuating their size and firmness. She then shook her tits to the delight of the crowd. The bell rang, and Sharon slowly rose from her stool.

ROUND THREE

Sharon's legs seemed to buckle as she rose from the stool. She raised her arms in a boxing stance and approached the middle of the ring, this time more warily. Rose laughed when she saw her, and calmly walked to meet her. "Ready for the inevitable conclusion, you puny tramp?" Rose stuck out her arm and placed it on Sharon's forehead. The crowd laughed as Sharon's attempts to punch Rose only managed to lightly graze her breasts, making them jiggle seductively. Rose said, "you're pathetic, Sharon", as she cocked her hand back to deliver a knockout blow. I closed my eyes, not wanting to see Sharon's fate.

Suddenly the crowd roared! Sharon had delivered a devastating kick hard up into Rose's crotch! Rose screamed and dropped down to her knees, both hands holding her aching twat. Not wasting any time, Sharon then kicked Rose in the chin, sending her sprawling onto her back. Sharon then dropped a sharp elbow into Rose's belly, driving the air right out of her!

The crowd was silent as the turn of events turned. Rose was in a fetal position as Sharon got back to her feet as quickly as she could almost falling down as stumbled going towards Rose’s leg. Sharon bent down and grabbed Rose’s right leg and pulled on it turning Rose over on her back. When Rose was on her back Sharon pushed that leg to the side spreading Rose’s legs open. I knew what was coming before Sharon even lifted her foot. Even the crowd knew and started cheering Sharon on, "Yea kick her again, do it!’ screamed the graying man with the wine. Sharon needed no more prodding as she lifted her foot high and slammed it into Rose’s wide open groin. Rose could only bellow out "Aaaaaagggghhhhh" as she jerked her leg free and shot up on her ass setting bent over clutching her throbbing groin. Sharon reached down with her right hand and grabbed Rose’s red hair and pulled her head up. She then took careful aim and slammed her knee into Rose’s face near her right eye. Rose screamed and fell backwards clutching her eye. Rose was hurt and she knew she need to get away from Sharon. She saw that she was near the ropes so she started to roll towards them.. Sharon, still hurt, tried as hard as she could to stop Rose from rolling under the rope and falling to the carpet, but Sharon was too slow. "Go get her honey," yelled Tom.

Rose was seating on her knees still clutching her groin on the carpet when Sharon made her way to the ropes and went threw them and then got off the apron. Rose did not know that Sharon had got out of the ring, but soon she did as Sharon sunk both her hands into her red hair. Sharon pulled Rose to her feet by her hair. "Yeah, get her girl, pound the redhead," yelled a person seated behind the metal fence. Rose groaned from the hair pulling as she made her way to her feet, Rose tried to pry Sharon’s hands away from her hair but was at the mercy of her hated foe. Sharon lets go of my wife’s hair with her left hand but keeps her right firmly intertwined. Sharon needed to turn the tables on Rose quickly if she had any hope of winning the round or even the fight. Sharon jerked Rose around when she got her to her feet, causing her tits to bounce all around. "God those things are even bigger the I though, yelled the richly dressed man in the front row. However the blonde seating next to him elbowed him hard in the side for that comment and glared at my wife. Sharon now saw what she need to do. She started walking, tugging Rose by her hair, then picked up the pace causing Rose to follow Sharon stumbling awkwardly tits bouncing. Then at the last moment, Sharon aimed Rose’s head into the chrome ring post slamming my wife’s face into the metal. TWANG.....went Rose’s head. Rose moaned and fell backwards into the apron in the corner. Sharon liked that as did the crowd. Sharon heard, "Pound her face, destroy her" from the blonde lady seating near the graying man. Sharon decided that was exactly what she was going to do. She grabbed my wife who was standing on trembling legs by the hair and again slammed her face into the post. TWANG..... went Rose’s head as this time she recoiled standing straight up and then fell backwards hard to the carpet on her back. This was Sharon’s round and she knew it, however she wanted to win the fight and she knew that time was winding down and needed to act quickly.

Sharon bent down and grabbed Rose’s hair with both her hands and pulled her up by the hair. Rose only moaned as she was hurt, stunned, and confused. Sharon grunted and strained as she lifted "dead weight" up. "Dam you weigh a ton fatso," Sharon said with a strain in her voice. As soon as she forced Rose to her feet, Rose fell onto the apron, upper body laying on the apron and her feet still touching the floor. Sharon was going to lift one of Rose’s legs up onto the apron and push her into the ring but decided against it. Sharon hopped up on to the apron near Rose and got into the ring through the ropes. She then reached down between the ropes and pulled Rose’s swimsuit leg openings hoping to lift her legs up onto the apron. What happened next was erotic!!!! Roses’s swimsuit was pulled up deeply into her butt and groin crack by Sharon’s tugging on the leg openings. First one then the other fleshy butt cheek popped out of the swimsuit. "God look at that big sexy butt," yelled a man that was watching this right in front of him. Rose’s big sexy butt was exposed as the swimsuit was buried deeply in her ass crack. Rose felt the material digging into her privates and she started to stir. She moved with Sharon’s pulling as she did not want to feel pain in her groin and asshole. Sharon was glad that she was moving Rose up, onto and under the rope into the ring. Once she got Rose into the ring, she grabbed one on Rose’s arms and pulled her over on her back.

Sharon, now somewhat energized, decided to get even for the face stomps that Rose did to her. With Rose flat out on her back and wide open Sharon took delight in stomping her foe in the face on the area damaged done by the ring post. SMACK...SMACK...SMACK... I noticed an alarming sight. Rose’s right eye was swollen and closing. Sharon had really worked over Rose’s eye. The crowd was going wild as the cowboy shouted out, "Stomp the tits...Stomp the tits...." Next thing you know a chant started up, "Stomp the tits, Stomp the tits" and gained in volume. Sharon looked around and then did it. SPLAT...SPLAT...SPLAT... went Sharon’s foot as she stomped my wife’s bouncing tits. Rose just moaned and grunted with the blows. Sharon knew she wanted to get even with the nipple twisting but time was running out. Quickly she stopped th stomping and moved towards my wife’s head. She stood over Rose’s face and bent down and grabbed Rose’s nipples and started pulling up. God what a sight, I was even aroused by what I was watching. Rose screamed like a dying animal as Sharon pulled the nipples stretching those tits upwards off of Roses’s chest. Luckily, the bell rang for Rose. Sharon stopped, but was angry that the bell rang for she could have won if she only had more time. Sharon, in anger stomped again on Rose’s swollen eye, SMACK.... and split the swollen skin over the eyebrow slightly.

Sharon hobbled over to her corner as Rose was laying on the mat clutching her tits. I noticed a small trickle of blood in her eyebrow. Sharon when she got to her corner raised her arms to the cheers of her fans. The crowd was now behind the smaller woman. Tom hugged and kissed Sharon. "You had her from the beginning honey, I’m proud. I should have never doubted you," Tom said. Back on the mat, Rose struggled to turn on her side and get on all fours and started crawling over to her area. I got Rose on her seat and I checked her eyebrow. There was a small cut that I put cut grease on it to stop the bleeding. If she got popped there again it would start bleeding. Rose’s eye was swelling and not looking good.

Now a weird thing happened, the cowboy got up and went around to the steps and walked up them and got into the ring. He went to the middle, as Matt was on his way to stop him but the cowboy held his hand and Matt stopped. "Ladies and Gentlemen, I don’t think you can say that we have not seen a better fight then what we are witnessing right now with these mature women. So I have a preposition for the women," he bellowed. This got everyone’s attention in the arena. Sharon turned to watch him and Rose turned to see what he was going to say. "I have right now $3000.00 dollars to give each women IF they would consider continuing the match in the nude." The crowd almost raised the roof off with the cheering and catcalls, "Nude to win...Nude to win....", started a chant that again gained in volume. Sharon turned around and spoke to Tom. Tom smiled then shook his head in agreement. Slowly she reached down to her panties and slide them down her taunt thighs giving them to Tom. Sharon was going to fight in the nude!!!!, she was going to take the cowboy up on his offer. The crowd cheered her name and catcalls, whistling echoed off the walls. I watched Sharon and noticed a small growth of trimmed pubic hair and started getting a rise. Sharon looked incredible and sexy. Rose saw my reaction in my pants and slapped my dick and hissed to me, "So you think the skinny bitch is hot.....just wait till I get through with her puss." And with that she stood up wobbling and reached up and pulled her swimsuit over her hips and down her legs giving the swimsuit to me. Again the crowd cheered and catcalls and whistling echoed off the walls. Rose was also going to take the cowboy up on his offer. The crowd was going ballistic at the two warring nude women. Rose then spread her legs to show her hairless puss to Tom to get his reaction, Tom stared and Sharon saw this and flipped her the finger at Rose then spread her legs in my direction causing Rose to flip her off! The cowboy went to Sharon’s corner and gave her the money and the came to Rose’s corner and gave her the money then got out the ring. Boy what a fight so far!!!

ROUND FOUR

I admired Sharon's nude body..her perky breasts (though bruised), nice round ass and toned thighs drew cheers and whistles from the crowd. She had clearly dominated the 3rd round and now had momentum on her side. Across the ring, Rose did not look as finished as I had hoped. She was overweight, true, but her voluptuous breasts, big round butt and thick thighs still sent the message that she was a lot of woman to deal with. The crowd knew this fight was not going to end with either woman unscathed. I told Sharon to try to stay to Rose's right side, where the eye was swollen and her field of vision impaired. Sharon nodded and, seemingly re-energized, hurried toward her foe as the bell opened Round 4.

Rose likewise rushed at Sharon, and my wife stopped suddenly, as though she was about to be hit by a train. Rose crashed in, but Sharon grabbed her arms, fell onto her back with her knees up and used Rose's momentum to flip her over my wife's head onto her back. Rose landed with a thud that shook the ring. Sharon scrambled to her feet and dropped her ass hard on the big woman's belly, knocking the air from her with a loud Ooofffff! Grabbing Rose's hair, Sharon began slamming the back of her head against the canvas several times, stunning Rose. My wife then got up and dragged the groggy redhead to my corner. With effort she propped her up against the turnbuckle and had me hold Rose's arms over the back of the top rope. To the cheer of the crowd, Sharon began using Rose's large breasts as punching bags, knocking them left, right, up and down. Over and over she pummeled the already-sore boobs, with Rose squealing and grunting in pain. Sharon then back up and slammed her shoulder into Rose's boobs. The crowd roared, now back on her side.

"Now for a full body splash!" she called out. She backed up to the middle of the ring and rushed Rose as I held her arms. Just as she neared, Rose extended her right leg and Sharon gasped Rose's right foot sunk deeply into her soft tummy. Sharon dropped like a stone to the canvas, her mouth agape in a silent "O" as she tried to inhale. The horn sounded and I had to release Rose's arms. Rose stepped forward, raised Sharon's head by her hair with her left hand and smashed her right fist into the side of Sharon's face, and my wife collapsed to the canvas. She then hauled my dazed wife to her feet and brought her to our corner. Holding her hair, she smashed Sharon's forehead into the turnbuckle several times. Sharon pleaded, between blows, "Tom...", "help...", "me...". I reached for Rose's arm but she backed away, taking Sharon with her, slowly shaking her head "No", as the crowd laughed and cheered at the turn of events.

She turned to Sharon, holding her by the hair with her left hand, and drove her fist hard into Sharon's belly..One! Two! Three times! Sharon's knees buckled, but Rose held her up. Turning her around, Rose bear hugged Sharon from behind, shaking her like a rag doll. She then hoisted Sharon higher and dropped to one knee, slamming Sharon's crotch down on the raised knee in an atomic drop! Sharon screamed in pain, the crowd roared again, and Rose pushed Sharon forward limply onto the canvas face down.

Sharon curled up into a fetal position clutching her pain raked groin as Rose cross her arms over her pain throbbing tits seating on her hunches. Both women were hurt and just trying to keep one step and of their hated foe.. Sharon started to uncurl and roll over onto her belly. She then began crawling on her belly towards her corner, but Rose did not let her get far. Rose took off after Sharon on her knees and straddled her. Quickly she slammed her butt down on Sharon’s back."Ooooommmpphhhh," moaned Sharon a she felt Rose’s weight in the small of her back. "Get off me you fat cow, " Sharon screamed. This only made Rose chuckle and raise her butt and slammed it back down onto Sharon’s back. "Ooooommmpphhh," moaned Sharon again. Rose moved off of Sharon’s lower back and downwards come to set on Sharon’s butt. Rose took both of her hands and intertwined them in Sharon’s long brunette hair. Sharon had a feeling she knew what was about to happen and started to wildly buck and move trying to unseat Rose.

Rose tilted her head back looking at the ceiling and shouted, "Giddy up tit less" as she leaned backwards and at the same time pulling back on Sharon’s trapped hair. Sharon’s back arched backwards as she let out a horrible screech. The strain on Sharon’s face showed she was in pain. Sharon placed both of her hands on the mat and also pushed back hoping to ease the pain. It was working as Sharon bent backwards at that waist with her swollen tits aiming at the ropes. Rose was almost laying on her back on Sharon’s legs. Rose saw this was getting her no where so she released Sharon’s hair. Sharon collapsed face first to the mat moaning.

Rose got to her knees and off of Sharon. Sharon started to move but again Rose attacked. She pulled Sharon over onto her back then straddled her seating on her stomach. "Ooommhhh", Sharon moaned as Rose let her weight sink into Sharon’s stomach. "Look at the little tits. I need to fix them up!", Rose yelled. Rose then took both hands and grabbed Sharon’s swollen nipples and twisted and pulled. Rose was pulling Sharon’s tits upwards as Sharon screamed in pain. I thought for sure the Rose was going to win as Sharon was pleading and screaming but she would not say she quit. Then Sharon fought threw the pain and latched on to Rose’s nipples and twisted. Now it was Rose’s turn to scream. It was erotic to watch one woman scream then the other. It seems one would either pull or twist and rest allowing the other to then pull or twist. It was coming down to who’s tits were stronger.

When Rose had suffered enough pain in her breasts, She released Sharon's tits. Grabbing Sharon's wrists, she pinned them up over her head as she laid her full weight on top of my wife, spreading her legs out wide so Sharon could not roll her off. She lowered her large boobs down onto Sharon's face, smothering her with them. The crowd cheered. "Finish her now, Red!" said a well-dressed man. I looked at the timer, still 1:20 left in the round. Sharon could not get air. Rose could feel my wife's arm strength weakening. As she lifted her tits off Sharon, I looked at the timer...40 seconds left. I was not sure Sharon would survive the round.

With Sharon's arms still extended up over her head, Rose stood up, turned around and straddled Sharon's head. With a smile at her husband, she plopped her big butt down hard onto Sharon's face. Sharon jerked and went limp. Rose got up to her knees long enough to "aim" her crotch at Sharon’s face. Rose then lowered her pussy down onto Sharon's face. The crowd roared! Reaching forward, she began to start hammering her fists down onto Sharon's soft belly, bruised tits and into her naked crotch. She looked at the clock...12 seconds left. I thought Sharon was finished, but apparently Rose was not. She got up and hauled my semiconscious wife to her feet, getting her upright just as the bell rang to end the round. She half-dragged Sharon to my corner, where I was waiting to catch her. Turning Sharon around, She held her up just long enough to smash a hard right into her left tit, driving Sharon back into my arms. My wife slumped down to the stool I set out for her. "Let's see if she has anything left for round 5", the big redhead told me. I held smelling salts under Sharon's nose to bring her around

ROUND 5

Both women were hurt. My wife’s tits were vivid red with swollen nipples pointing outward. Luckily, Sharon did not attack her swollen right eye. I looked at it and noticed that it was closing more but Rose still had vision out of the eye. "Great job on pussy smothering her, keep it up, also attack those swollen nipples of hers, I think she will quit soon." I said. Rose nodded as she sucked in air. She was getting worn down. I looked over at Sharon and Tom and noticed Sharon was also sucking in air and nodding at what Tom was telling her. I noticed that her nipples were really bad off as they were grossly swollen and turning a deep purplish red with nipples twice their normal size. "Yeah, go for those damaged nipples of her, I think you can take her this round ok." I told Rose. "Ok" breathed Rose. The bell rang.....Round 5 had started.

Both women got up from their stools and made their way to the center. They moved slowly but right for one another with no defensive moves. As soon as they got within arms length they both reached out their hands and latched onto their foe’s damaged nipples. Screaming echoed off the room from both fighters, as it was mixed with cheering and yelling. "Yeah lets see who’s tits are better," screams the ritzy blonde setting ringside.. Sharon’s legs started to quiver and shake as she was losing this nipple fight. Sharon then lets go off Rose’s nipples as her arms drop to her side. Rose started to push Sharon towards the velvet ropes with her twisted nipples. "You got her Red," screamed the well dressed man as he was on the edge of his chair. What I noticed was that Sharon was hardly making any noise from the nipple torture that was occurring. As Rose pushed Sharon into the ropes she stood in front of Sharon spread legged and still twisting. Tom yelled at Sharon, "Do it now while you can, honey." Sharon moved her right arm up and between Rose’s open thighs and grabbed my wife’s pussy as her left hand went for Rose’s hair and pulled backwards. Rose stopped moving and twisting and lets out a "Ohhhhhhhhhooo" as Sharon’s hand grabbed the labia lips and pulled. "Ahhhhhhgggggghhhhh", screamed Rose as she stopped twisting and moved her hands down to Sharon’s clutching hand. "Let my pussy goooooOOOOOOOO, AGHHHHHHHHH," screamed Rose as Sharon then slid two fingers into her love hole. "That a way to go Girl," yelled the cowboy.

Sharon was now in control as she was able to turn and push Rose backwards into the ropes by her hair and the pussy mauling. Rose could not get Sharon’s fingers out of her pussy so she moved her right hand away and started to move her hand around until she felt Sharon’s trimmed groin hair. Rose grabbed and pulled the hair finally getting a low groin coming from Sharon. "Let my pussy go fat cow, " spit out Sharon with anger. "No way bitch," spit back Rose as she too grabbed Sharon’s hair with her left hand and then slid some of her fingers into Sharon’s pussy. Both women were leaning into the ropes clutching, gouging their foe’s pussy as they pulled each others head over the ropes. Rose was the first to let go of Sharon’s hair and move her left hand down to Sharon’s pussy. Sharon grunted loudly as she felt Rose’s other hand attack her hurting groin. Sharon quickly fought back and lets go of Rose’s hair and moves her hand down to Rose’s pussy. It was erotic seeing both women leaning in the ropes with both of their hands between their foe’s wide open legs. "God Dam, would you look at that....a pussy fight going on, " yelled the cowboy as he leaned fore ward to get a better view. It sure was a pussy fight, and Sharon was get the better, as she was pulling on Rose’s "fattened" pussy lips stretching and pulling the skin. Rose, lets go of Sharon’s pussy a she could not stand the pain. Rose was tippy toeing as her pussy was getting stretched by Sharon. "Got you fatso", hissed Sharon and continued tugging and pulling.

Rose was groining loudly as she moved her hands down to Sharon’s hands to alleviate the pain in her pussy. Rose pulled and tugged on Sharon’s left hand was able to remove it from her throbbing groin. This was a mistake. As Rose worked to get Sharon’s right hand off of her groin, Sharon swung her left hand in a round house arc landing a hard slap to my wife’s swollen right eye. Rose’s head jerked to the side and her legs buckled causing her to fall to the mat breaking Sharon’s hold on her groin. Rose landed on her left side by the ropes clutching her groin. Sharon now decided to continue to attack Rose’s damaged right eye. Sharon raised her foot and slammed in into Rose’s right eye. This did the trick as now blood started to weep out of the eyebrow cut.

Sharon took advantage of Rose's predicament. She turned Rose onto her back. Standing on the turnbuckle nearby, Sharon leapt and landed her ass on Rose's belly, knocking the wind from the big redhead "Oooooofffff!". Rose collapsed back to the canvas. Sharon got up and lifted rose's ankles up to her waist, spreading her legs open. Lifting the ankles higher, she stepped forward and placed her right foot in Rose's tender crotch, leaning most of her weight onto that foot. Rose shrieked in pain and started to buck her legs, but Sharon held on. "Oowwwwww! Stopppppp!" Rose yelled. Sharon leaned in more. Rose got her right leg free of Sharon's grasp and started kicking at her. Her last kick struck Sharon sharply on the chin, and my wife stumbled back and dropped like a stone to the canvas.

Sharon, get up!" I yelled, but she laid there motionless, moaning. Rose slowly got to her knees, wiped the blood away from her eye, then she got to her feet and walked to Sharon, reached down and pulled up to her knees by her hair. "That really hurt, you Bitch!" Holding her up by her hair with her left hand, Rose bitch-slapped Sharon with her right hand several times. The stunned brunette offered no resistance. Rose hauled Sharon to her feet, then picked her up and held her across her chest, like she was carrying a wounded child. Dropping to one knee, she slammed Sharon over the other knee in a back breaker. Sharon squealed, then fell limp, hanging over Rose's knee. The big redhead then clasped her hands together in a fist and slammed it down onto Sharon soft tummy. My wife convulsed upward, the flopped off Rose's knee onto the floor.

"Im not through with you yet, tit less!" Rose was still very angry, and she was now running on pure adrenalin. She dragged Sharon, by her hair, close to her own corner. Sharon was lying limply on the canvas as Rose climbed to the top of the turn buckle. The crowd noise increased as Rose reached the top. Amid cheers and whistles, Rose jumped off the rope and landed hard on Sharon, squashing her with a full body splash

Rose then saw that Sharon was not moving as she got to her feet. She step over her, straddling her, and then lowered her groin onto Sharon’s face. Rose rubbed her pussy into Sharon’s face, easy at first, then started humping her foe’s face. "Big Red is screwing her face.....Yeahhhhh, go for it Red, " Yelled the ritzy blonde. I glanced down and noticed she hand her hand on the gray hired man’s groin and had unzipped his fly jerking him off. I glanced at the cowboy and he had his dick out and stroking it. This was getting insane! Sharon was not moving.....Was Sharon done for? I noticed and just about everyone else to in the arena also noticed, that Rose was moaning and getting "off" this face smother. I looked at the clock....30 seconds......Was Sharon going to give up or was Rose going to cum first , or were both going to happen?

DING.....DING.....DING..... the bell rang. Rose continued humping and get closer to cumming. Matt was calling for Rose to stop as he started go toward the ring. 1.........I quickly hopped between he ropes and scurried over to Rose and started pulling her off......2..........It was almost three when I pulled Rose off of Sharon’s face. As pulled her up I glanced down and noticed that Sharon’s face had a moist shine to it.....Rose had leaked some of her juice onto Sharon’s face. I got Rose back to her chair and set her down and started to work on her right eyebrow cut by cleaning it with a cloth. As I did this Rose slipped her finger down to her engorged clit and started rubbing it. I had no idea that Rose was fingering herself as I doctored her cut eyebrow. Just as I was putting on the cut grease she started shaking on her chair and had a wild orgasm.

Rose removed her finger and I saw it was glistening with juice. I looked over at Tom and Sharon and realized, that I don’t even know how Sharon got over there. I looked at the ritzy blonde and saw her going down on the gray haired man’s dick, giving him a blow job and the cowboy was wiping his forehead with a handkerchief. I saw he had shot a large "load" into the air and onto the carpet near his boots. What was going on!!!!!!! It started to look like a wild sex orgy was happening, but then I realized I was so dam hard and had been during the whole fight, that I could "shoot" my load with a slight touch down there. The bell dinged starting round six. What was going to happen.

ROUND 6

The women came out of their corners more stumbling then walking. The fight had taken its toll. Rose was in "lala" land with her orgasm, and Sharon was in bad shape. Who was going to move first. Sharon knew she had to do something drastic, or she would lose the fight. As Rose grabbed for her hair, she lashed a kick that caught the big redhead in the crotch! Rose screamed in pain and fell to her knees, covering her crotch with both hands. Sharon then kicked her in to chin, and big Rose collapsed to the canvas on her back. The crowd roared its approval as Sharon walked around to Rose's head and plopped onto her in a reverse face sit! Now in control, and feeling a renewed energy, Sharon began to grind her pussy back and forth on Rose's face while holding one arm in the air like she was riding a mechanical bull. Her sexy ass covered Rose's face completely as her cheeks tensed and relaxed rhythmically on the redhead's face. Sharon's swollen nipples were erect with the excitement she was feeling as she rode Rose's face. It was quite a sight, and I felt Sharon would finish Rose right there.

Suddenly, Sharon screamed. Rose had reached up with her arms and grabbed Sharon's tits! She pulled Sharon forward by her tits, then she raised her legs up and trapped the brunette's head between her powerful thighs. Rose slammed her legs back to the canvas, slamming Sharon's head to it as well. Sharon groaned and collapsed to the canvas. Rose got up, wiping as much of Sharon off her face as she could. "You are done, bitch!" Lifting Sharon to her feet by her hair, Rose slammed her right fist into Sharon's belly. "Ooooffff!" Sharon would have collapsed, but Rose held her up. She then slammed her fist into Sharon's face, sending her backward into the ropes. As my wife rebounded from the ropes, Rose slammed a forearm across her chest and Sharon hit the canvas hard. Rose walked to her corner, climbed the turnbuckle and, to the cheer of the crowd, jumped off the turnbuckle onto Sharon, crushing my wife beneath her big ass. Sharon could only moan. Standing back up, Rose picked my limp wife up by her hair, getting her to her knees.. Holding her there, she kicked Sharon's belly one! two! three! four! five times! She then pulled Sharon to her feet and backed her into her corner. She propped Sharon against the turnbuckle and started walking body punches up and down Sharon's belly and chest. I looked to Matt to stop the fight, but he was just watching the action. Sharon slid down the turnbuckle onto her butt. She leaned forward, sobbing, barely conscious. Rose wrapped her arms around Sharon's waist and lifted her, upside down, up off the canvas. Rose walked Sharon over toward my corner, then slammed Sharon to the canvas in a piledriver. The crowd roared. Matt stepped into the ring to end the fight.. My wife flopped limply to the canvas, face-down. Rose placed her foot on the back of Sharon's head and struck a victory pose. The bell rang several times, hardly audible above the crowd noise. I slipped through thre ropes to help Sharon. Charles came into the ring and placed a robe around his victorious wife as she paraded around the ring to the delight of the crowd. I lifted Sharon's head to see if she was okay, as the medics were bringing a stretcher into the ring to carry her away "Did I win?", Sharon asked weakly. "Almost, baby....almost" I replied.