The 2006 Women's Division Bikini Wrestler of the Year Contest Finals
BRIT vs. ESTELA
With the Mini Battle Royale concluded and a tired and sweaty but triumphant Estela having her arm raised inside of the ring, Flora remained in a delirious state on the floor below. The battle had been a vicious one and in the end, Estela proved to be too much for Flora to handle on this day and was left a broken woman as a group of attendants and her husband administered to the fallen champ. The winner of the bikini contest, Brit, began to make her way into the ring to face Estela for the title, but decided to take a detour, jumping down to where Flora lay to instigate her battered rival.
�A shame your handsome hubby won�t get to see me thrash you about before doing a victory dance over you, love!� Brit shouted down at her prone nemesis. �After all, he does SO love to watch me dance at the club. But I guess you just weren�t good enough!�
Flora looked up at Brit, barely able to decipher what she was saying in her bewildered state. But she then glanced over to her husband, who seemed nervous at the British bombshell�s remarks. Flora�s husband had a thing for Brit, unbeknownst to the champ, and had gone to see the blonde numerous times in her OTHER job, dancing at a topless night club. Flora took it all in, though in too much pain to address the accusation right there. The blonde then smiled sinisterly, gratified at the opportunity to further taunt her brunette foe as she then climbed up into the ring for the final match.
Standing in her corner, Estela hooked her arms over the ropes, still breathing deeply from the effort she had expended in the just concluded battle. But she would now have to face a fresh Brit, who earned to the right to watch the preliminary action before becoming involved. Brit walked over to Estela�s corner, patting the sweaty Dominican on the shoulder in a congratulatory gesture.
�Good show! You did a wonderful job of walloping that scarecrow. Best of luck to you in our match.� Brit whispered to her upcoming opponent.
Estela stared back at her, graciously accepting the sentiment. But it was obvious she was greatly depleted, and admitted so to Brit.
�Gracias Brit. I wish you luck as well, though I am afraid that I may be too exhausted to give you a good match.� Estela replied.
�Oh I am sure you will do just fine. You are a wonderful wrestler.� The blonde replied before turning and walking back to her corner.
The crowd was exhilarated as the two women prepared for battle, Estela looking apprehensive as she tried to take deep breaths to rejuvenate herself. Her white bikini was saturated and clung to her curvaceous body as she gathered her long, wet hair and stroked it back behind her head. Brit meanwhile looked fresh and ready for action, her body glistening from beneath her Union jack bikini as she hopped in her corner, anxious to get started. Her wait was not long as the bell rang and the battle for the Women�s Division Bikini Wrestler of the Year title was underway.
Moving slowly out of her corner, Estela assumed a defensive posture as she began to circle the ring. Brit did the same, closely watching the Dominican as she planned her attack. The blonde knew that she had a distinct advantage since Estela had already wrestled a long, grueling match under the seating heat, but she had also witnessed how the feisty brunette had fought back after taking Flora�s best shots. So although she sympathized with Estela�s plight, she nonetheless was determined to walk away with the Bikini Wrestler of the Year Title, and went about doing just that.
Charging across the ring, she confronted Estela as the two locked up. Brit quickly seized hold of Estela�s wrist and whirled her around, executing a swift arm wringer, flipping Estela to the canvas. Landing on her back with her arm stretched to the side as Brit twisted on it, Estela acted quickly, using her free arm to grab hold of Brit and abruptly pull her over, flipping her overhead. Brit sailed overhead before landing on her back, but used the momentum of the landing to roll back up into a standing position. Estela got to her feet as well, albeit more slowly, the blonde seemingly allowing her to rise.
The two once again began to circle as the crowd cheered, not clear which one of the two beauties they were siding with. Brit once again attacked first however, this time racing toward Estela who prepared to meet her. But as the blonde approached, she abruptly lunged forward in a baseball slide, gliding between Estela�s legs and grabbing hold of her ankles as she did so. Estela was unable to keep her balance and fell forward, crashing to the canvas as Brit quickly got to her feet, securing a grip on the Dominican�s right ankle as she rose. She then rolled Estela onto her back while yanking up on her leg and wrapping it around her own. With Estela now flat on her back, she began to groan loudly as she slapped the mat, her leg being twisted above her by the blonde.
�Sorry about this love, but I�ve got to keep you grounded. You have some quite impressive aerial techniques and I wouldn�t want you to use those against me. So the best way to prevent it is to take your legs out!� Brit whispered down to her trapped foe.
Not much interested in the blonde�s reasoning, Estela slapped the mat more fervently as the pressure increased, her squeals growing louder as well. Brit gave another zestful twist on the leg, but then repositioned herself to plant her kneecap onto Estela�s inner thigh. She then dropped to the mat, rolling Estela toward her side as the blonde�s knee dug painfully into the brunette�s inner thigh upon landing.
�OOOOOHHHH!� howled Estela as her leg throbbed from the painful attack.
Getting to her feet quickly, Brit then grabbed Estela�s wrist, using it to pull her onto her feet. She secured her grip on the hobbled Dominican�s arm before tossing her toward the corner; Estela�s back slamming against the turnbuckle as her body trembled from the impact. Standing directly in front of her ailing opponent, Brit then shoved her foot into the brunette�s midsection before once again grabbing hold of both wrists. She then dropped backward, pulling Estela with her. As Brit fell onto her back, she pulled on Estela�s arms to flip her forward while at the same time shoving her foot more deeply into the Dominican�s tummy.
Soaring overhead, Estela flipped through the air before crashing to her back, though Brit kept the grip on her arms and rolled backward, ending up sitting atop Estela�s chest with the brunette pinned beneath her. The crowd cheered mostly, though some of Estela�s loyal fans booed the unfortunate series of events. With her legs straddling Estela as she sat down on her, Brit then pushed herself upright. But as she did, Estela was able to curl her legs upward and slam a double kick into Brit�s back, knocking the blonde forward as she fell on her face.
A faction of the crowd cheered as Brit landed near the side ropes, Estela rolling onto her side and trying her best to get up quickly. But she was too tired to beat Brit to it as the blonde grabbed the ropes and used them to pull herself erect. She then rushed over to the corner, climbing up onto the second turnbuckle as Estela got up and turned to face her. As she did however, Brit leaped forward, spreading her legs in midair and wrapping them around Estela�s head. Locking them together in a flying headscissors, her momentum carried them both to the mat as Estela landed hard on her side, her head wedged tightly between Brit�s thighs.
The blonde�s fans roared for the sexy hold as she propped herself up while continuing to squeeze Estela�s noggin. The Dominican meanwhile slapped at Brit�s legs with one hand while trying to lodge the other between them to pry them apart. But the blonde�s long, lean legs were too strong, leaving Estela floundering as Brit kept the pressure on. The struggle continued for close to a minute longer as Brit squashed her opponent�s head before finally relenting, allowing her to roll over. Now on her side, Estela�s body heaved up and down from her heavy breathing as her blonde attacker once again got to her feet.
It was becoming apparent that Estela was out of gas as she remained on the canvas trying to catch her breath. Brit meanwhile headed for the corner where she once again climbed the ropes, getting to the second one as she faced out toward the crowd. She then waved her arms, prompting her fans to make some noise, a command to which they readily complied. She then dove off the ropes backward, completing a full backflip in midair before descending upon Estela to deliver an impressive moonsault splash. But the beset brunette had the presence of mind to roll her knees in toward her chest, offering up a much less desirable landing area than the blonde had expected. Coming out of her backflip, Brit detected the perilous predicament before landing, but had no time to avoid it as her eyes opened wide before her ribcage slammed against Estela�s shins.
�OOOOOFFFF!� howled the beautiful blonde as her body smacked against the hard surface.
She tumbled off of Estela�s legs as a cutting pain shot through her torso. Rolling onto her side with her aching body huddled together; Brit began to moan softly as Estela�s fans came to life, cheering her astute defensive maneuver. They then cheered for Estela to go on the offensive, and though suffering herself, the feisty Dominican pushed herself onto her feet and trudged over to her fallen opponent.
Obviously limping, Estela reached down and grabbed hold of Brit�s ankles, using them to pull the shapely blonde�s legs into the air. Upended, Brit�s slender body hung down as Estela paused to adjust her grip, wrapping her arms around the British bombshell�s thighs. She then began to spin her around, Brit�s shoulders lifting off of the canvas as her arms flew out over her head. With Estela spinning in the middle, Brit sailed into orbit around her. Completing two revolutions, Estela then tried to shuffle closer to ringside while still spinning the blonde around her. She completed another two turns, managing to get closer to the side before releasing her grip in an attempt to toss Brit through the ropes and out of the ring.
But although dizzied and still aching, Brit was able to spread her arms and kick one leg up so that, rather than fly between the ropes, she instead bounced off of them, her body dumping beneath them, still inside the ring. While Brit�s fans breathed a sigh of relief, Estela�s encouraged her to continue. But the effort expended was taking its toll on the already drained Dominican as she paused to clear her head and once again pant for air.
The break gave the dizzied blonde a chance to regroup as she reached for the rope and pulled herself onto her knees. With her ribs still throbbing badly, she paused herself as Estela finally slogged toward her with a still obvious limp. With her knees on the mat and her butt resting on the back of her legs, Brit�s arms stretched upward as she held onto the top rope for support. But Estela pursued her from behind, sending a stomp into Brit�s back to jar her. Brit kept her grip on the ropes however, prompting the brunette to give her a second stomp in the back, this time one of Brit�s hands releasing the rope.
With her body now sagging and almost flattened to the canvas, Brit continued to grab the top rope with one hand as she hung down from it. Estela then gave her a third stomp in the back, this time Brit faltering forward so that her stomach came to rest on the middle rope. With her opponent�s upper body now dangling outside of the ring, Estela realized she now had an unexpected opportunity to win the contest. Brit was already halfway out of the ring, and if she could just push her the rest of the way out, she would be crowned the bikini wrestler of the Year. She dropped to her knees directly in back of Brit and quickly wrapped her arms around the blonde�s waist. She then tried to lift her just enough to force her through the ropes. With the crowd on their feet, Estela struggled to finish the blonde off, though Brit wasn�t giving up that easily.
Grabbing hold of the top rope once again, Brit tried to squirm free as her body was jostled ominously closer to being eliminated. Estela was able to lift the blonde�s trunk just enough to force it onto the middle rope, and then gave it a forceful shove as Brit�s entire body fell between the ropes and out of the ring, though she was still desperately clutching onto the top rope. Just inches from being eliminated, Brit was facing out toward the crowd who roared at the action taking place. She struggled to keep her grip as Estela tried to shove her in the back once again, but the blonde was steadfast in her determination and refused to let go, prompting Estela to get to her feet so that she could pry the blonde�s hands off of the cable.
As Estela rose, Brit managed to plant her feet on the ring apron and drape one arm over the rope so that she could get some leverage. The fearful look in her eyes showed the peril she was in, but she nonetheless continued to try and fight her way back into the ring. As Estela stood over her, Brit kept one arm hooked over the top rope so that she would not be considered completely outside of the ring, and Estela reached down to grab her and push her off, the blonde thrust her right knee between the ropes, pounding Estela�s unsuspecting gut in the process.
�BBOOOOOOFFFF!� groaned the lethargic Latina as she stumbled a step backward and doubled forward.
Hooking both arms over the top rope, Brit then bent at the knees before launching herself upward, spinning over the top rope and delivering a devastating double kick to Estela�s chest. The startling turn of events shocked the crowd as Brit had somehow managed to not only avoid elimination, but also enacted an effective counterattack in the process. Lurching backward, Estela looked wobbly as she raised her hands to her chest. Brit set herself, but then bounced off of the ropes, propelling herself forward at great speed with her arm held stiffly out at her side. Gaining speed along the way, she then hit Estela with a brutal clothesline which seemed to almost decapitate the lovely Latina as she was shot backward to the canvas.
Much of the crowd gasped at the ferocity of the blow as the brunette rolled around on the canvas, clenching her throat as she thrashed about in pain. Brit meanwhile stood above her, placing her hands on her knees as she breathed a sigh of relief. Catching her breath, she looked down at Estela, impressed by her tenaciousness.
�You certainly are one tough little scrumpet, aren�t you! You almost had me there!� she exclaimed as Estela continued to roll on her back in pain.
Brit knew that it was time to end it once and for all, realizing just how dangerous Estela was. So she reached down, grabbing the Dominican by her armpit and using the grip to pull her up to her knees. She then secured a grip on her forearm with both hands and hauled her up the rest of the way, Estela�s head hanging down in front of her as she rose.
Brit then tossed her toward the corner, the lovely Latina hobbling across the ring before turning and crashing against the turnbuckles.
After her body quaked from the impact and her arms fell over the top one on either side of her, Estela sagged from the corner as Brit began to race toward her, lowering her shoulder as she approached. She then speared Estela�s midsection, driving her shoulder deeply into the Dominican�s battered belly. Estela slumped forward, collapsing onto Brit�s shoulder as the svelte blonde then lifted herself upright, struggling to carry the Latina�s weight. The brunette�s fans sensed that the end was near, and though awed by her perseverance to this point, even her most loyal fans seemed resigned to her fate. Lugging her prey across her shoulder, Brit trudged to ringside where she bowed forward, dropping Estela off of her and dumping her onto the ring apron to eliminate her from the contest.
The entire crowd rose to their feet, cheering the courageous effort of both women as Brit stared down at her defeated opponent who rolled onto her back, bending one leg at the knee as she lay there. The bell then rang furiously as the announcer climbed into the ring to make the result official.
�After a great effort, Estela has been eliminated and thus the winner of the women�s Division 2006 Bikini Wrestler of the Year Title is .... BRIT!�
With her arm raised overhead, Brit was escorted to all four sides of the ring before the Bikini Wrestler of the Year Belt was fitted around her slender waist. She accepted the cheers as Estela gradually pulled herself onto her feet, still perched on the ring apron. She waited for Brit to pass by, and as she did, Estela stuck her hand to congratulate the blonde. But Brit looked down at her hand, and instead brushed by it to give her a hug.
�Fabulous effort love. You are a great fighter!� Brit whispered to her.
�Felicitaciones Brit. You are el campe�n verdadero �.. the true champion.� Estela whispered back as they ended their embrace and Estela jumped off of the ring apron and hobbled back to the locker room.
As Brit stood at ringside, the announcer then continued with a final proclamation.
�Now that Brit has won the Women�s Division contest and Panthera has won in the Veteran�s Division, we will take a short break before both ladies step back in the ring to face each other for the overall Bikini Wrestler of the Year Title. We�ll be right back!�
