Dawn of The Animal Mother
Trechelle & Cyn’s Next Challenge
Back On Track To Break Biddie’s Backs

The next challenge would be a Handicap Match; usually I would not be concerned at all with Cyn and the Trini-Gal against any other team much less one person but their next opponent was not quite a person. Simply known as Animal Mother, she was of a Milk Chocolate hue, 6’3, 269lbs, 48-34-44, a massive muscular V-Shaped back, long meaty tattooed arms (one arm displayed an image of herself breaking another woman’s back the other arm breaking another woman’s neck), her hands were as massive as Wendy Williams and she had a solid abdominal structure that was well built brick by brick. Her thighs were like tree trunks and her calves shaped like giant twin diamonds. Animal Mother did not seem to have a particular set of skills, she was a brawler, well the terminology “a brawler” was really an understatement the most apt description was “Animal Mother” because she fought like a she-bear protecting her cubs.

The rules are as follows:
Two opposing women fight at time; the team members can tag in and out one at a time by hand throughout the rounds unless the lone fighter wishes to fight the team two at a time.
The lone fighter must defeat both members of the team either by submission or by knockout.
Either of the team members can defeat the lone fighter by verbal surrender, tap or knockout.
No holds barred no foreign objects, no outside help and no time limit.

Trechelle and Cyn were now in sync again and had a plan for defeating the giant; breakdown and dismantle.
Cyn would do the breakdown and Trechelle would dismantle her and it went something like this:
There was no doubt that Animal Mother was bigger and head to head stronger than Cyn but Cyn had a plan , she would make her swing and miss then Cyn would hit her in choice spots, sweet spots two or more times until she broke the big girl down. After a Cyn rocked her and socked her a while Trechelle would break what was softened. Simple huh? Wrong! Remember we are talking about ANIMAL MOTHER!

First up Cyn (Dressed in a blue body suite and sneakers) and AM (dressed in a work shirt tied off below the breasts showing off her mighty midriff , skin-tight Daisy Dukes and construction boots) went blow for blow, why? Because some punches are defensive some are offensive and some are challenges. AM threw the first punch in the center of Cyn chest and it spoke volumes it said that Cyn was a ‘punk @$$! B!%@#!’ And that she would P!$$ herself if she had to endure another punch from AM and Cyn’s counter was a three punch combo to the kidneys ribs and left tit says ‘F()@%! You big B!%@#!’ It did not take long for them to beat sweat, spittle and tears out of each other as they simultaneously showered each other with life threading expletives in low guttural tones. Cyn was in rare form, she had to be because every time AM connected the pain she felt made Cyn’s bones quake. Never before had she been hit so hard. Cyn waxed creative, hooked her arm inside AM’s shirt and began to smash her right tit with her elbow and forearm and work her kidneys with a series of left hooks and upper cuffs until the big girl dropped to her knees. Cyn unhooked herself knelt before AM face to face, forehead to forehead and issued a challenge of her own…the challenge of the Body Thump.

Taxing each other with their fists for nearly fifteen minutes until the universal sign of a hard female is being broken was given. As was her habit every time Animal Mother connected with Cyn, Cyn responded with a flurry of pugilistic punishment targeting AM’s pronounced collarbones, plump & succulent pecho masculina, ribs and solar plexus when she had opportunity. In the midst of low mannish snarls and grunts a high pitched timbre was heard, a symptom weakness, a precursor to surrender and it came from Animal Mother who was folding under the onslaught of the Queen of the Body Thump. Eventually AM started to cover up with her arms as Cyn mounted her lap and pummeled AM until she fell backwards. From the mounted lap to a full straddle to circling and pounding her mercilessly then Cyn leaped and tagged her partner
Trechelle (wearing a sports bra the colors of the Trinidadian flag and black biker shorts) who rushed in with an elbow drop to the upper chest and triangle lock trapping Animal Mother’s head and left arm from the side. By this time AM’ s garb was disheveled; one tit was exposed and the first brass button on her Daisy Dukes was busted this was evident as Animal Mother tried to arch out butt raised and flexing, balanced on her heels and the back of her head.
Trechelle pressed the big girl with her upper body and balanced herself on the balls of her feet which were about a shoulders length apart and squeezed the Americanized Dihomey warrior until a giant vein popped in the middle of AM’s forehead, her eyes crossed, and she nearly passed out. Trechelle then pulled the big girl by her tress raised her to a wobbling bending stance, scooped between Animal Mother’s mighty thighs and power slammed her to the deck.

Trechelle’s advantage was short lived because Animal Mother arose and lifted Trechelle off the deck in a devastating bear hug which caused the Trini-Gal to cry out in agony because of a sharp pain and a great loss of air. Trechelle still had the state of mind to firmly apply a figure four body lock just below AM’s immense mammary. Now it was just a matter of who would break first; soon the struggling, grunting, flexing gladiatrix were glazed with sweat. Animal Mother began to crash Trechelle’s smaller frame into the deck attempting to loosen the body lock but Trechelle like a boa only tauten her lower clasp causing AM to release her bear hug and attend to Trechelle’s luscious prodigious thighs. As strong as AM was she could not overcome Trechelle’s hold so innovated by erecting herself into a tripod stance , lifting the island girl and ramming her head into a corner ; Trechelle was dazed and lie on her back hyperventilating. Animal Mother double clutched Trechelle by her burgundy mane and flung her to the deck once more and before Trechelle could react she stomped her in the chest. By this time the giant had her second wind and was very cocky so she dragged the Trini-Gal by the ankle to the opposite corner where Cyn was spun her around grabbed her wrist and slapped Cyn’s waiting hand with Trechelle’s.
Cyn jumped in holding her palm to AM signally that she wanted to take her partner to safety but Animal Mother said; “No B!%@#! I want you both at once…lets get this $#!%! over with!” While making that statement AM delivered a heart punch to Trechelle adding to her devastation and immobility (Trechelle just lay there and twitched awhile) and almost simultaneously Animal Mother jumped up and delivered a Sok Sab driving her elbow into the top center of Cyn’s skull dropping her to her knees then flat on her face.

Animal Mother was on a roll so she took full advantage of both beauties being nearly unconscious she positioned them such that she placed a triangle lock (trapping the corroded with her arm and crowding Trechelle’s head with her own arm from a diagonal position while Trechelle lie on her back. Animal Mother used the dreaded Sankaku (trapping the corroded with her leg and the opposite arm with the other leg while AM was on her belly and Cyn on her back. Both women attempted to arch out of the holds but to no avail. Cyn was almost asleep but Trechelle was showing her talent as a contortionist raising her left foot at point into the soft part of AM’s neck causing her to gag and release her top hold but she still held fast to Cyn.
Trechelle got her second wind then took to the air and dropped her knees into the head and chest of the giant beauty freeing her partner and giving Cyn recovery time. Briefly they whispered then Trechelle placed a tight leg scissor around Animal Mother’s head and combined the air robbing hold with an excruciating arm bar while Cyn devastated her lower half with a cruel “Hizajujigatame” maneuver (hyper extending the left leg towards AM’s head and locking it at the knee with a figure four leg lock and grinding the heel of her cinching foot into Animal Mother’s crotch with the leverage of her arched frame). Animal Mother had only two free limbs one upper and one lower; neither could aid her in her distress. AM’s free limbs could only serve to exhibit her inconceivable anguish by frenziedly trembling. Still she would not surrender so her tormentors punished her relentlessly until choking screams leg to popping sounds and bulging eyeballs then to whimpering, sighing closed lids and immobility. Finally Animal Mother the undefeated giant was defeated by the only two who could do it; by Trechelle The Trinidadian Purple Lady Fighter and by Cyn The Queen of The Body Thump.