Lace vs. Cocoa
Veteran's Division Championship Tournament
Final Match
Featuring Special Guest Referee - Madusa Miceli
With the first round of the Veteran�s Division Championship Tournament complete, I anxiously awaited the start of the final match between Lace and Cocoa. Sitting alongside Ms. Liberty, the current Veteran�s Division champion, she had an even greater interest, since she would be facing the winner of this upcoming match in her first title defense.
There was no question that I had a definite rooting interest in the match, having been smitten by Lace as I watched her during her first round match against Samurai. She was a strong, sexy woman and though her recently concluded match had a few rough spots, in the end, she had proven herself to be a tough competitor. At 5 foot 6 inches tall and weighing a fit 150 pounds, she was undoubtedly a strong woman. But her upcoming opponent, Cocoa, stood 3 inches taller and outweighed by a staggering 130 pounds! So despite my feelings for her, I wondered if Lace truly had a chance against such a mammoth opponent. I wasn�t the only one who felt this way either.
Though she was surprisingly quiet about her preferences, it was easy to tell that Ms. Liberty also would be rooting for Lace. Though the two were good friends, I knew that she would rather face Lace than be forced to confront Cocoa. So as the wrestlers began to make their way toward the ring, Ms. Liberty�s nervous energy began to kick in.
Cocoa had already made her way up into the ring by the time Lace began walking down the aisle. As she approached, Ms. Liberty rushed over and gave her a hug, whispering something in her ear. I couldn�t hear it, but I knew that Ms. Liberty was trying to encourage her friend. But after Lace received the advice from the current champ, she then walked over to me.
I wasn�t sure what to say to her, so as she stood in front of me, I simply wished her Good Luck! Gone was the arrogance she had prior to her first round match, though she didn�t look worried either. She seemed very focused, but as she turned and began to walk toward the ring, she gave a quick glance up at Cocoa and paused, almost in awe of the sight. She then turned back to me and with a serious tone, replied to my wishes.
�Thanks doll. I think I�m going to need it!�
Lace then climbed up into the ring as the announcer grabbed the microphone to kick off the festivities.
�And now, the winners of our first round. In this corner, standing 5 feet 6 inches tall and weighing 150 pounds, please welcome once again �.. LACE!�
Lace jumped up onto the middle rope and waved to the crowd, accepting their raucous applause. She looked down toward me and Ms. Liberty, giving me a wink before jumping off of the ropes and turning her attention back into the ring. The announcer then introduced her opponent and as my eyes turned toward the opposite corner, I was completely in awe. Though having already watched Cocoa completely destroy The Babe in the first round match, she somehow now looked even bigger and more ferocious.
�Her opponent, standing 5 feet 9 inches tall and weighing a powerful 280 pounds, let�s welcome back �.. COCOA!�
The greeting for Cocoa was much less welcoming, a wide variety of boos and jeers could be heard from the boisterous fans. But she didn�t seem to mind as she fixed her glare across the ring toward Lace. Cocoa was a gargantuan, house of a woman with her dark brown skin and bleached blondish-reddish hair with small, dark eyes and a threatening scowl on her face. Trying to analyze Lace�s strategy against such a menacing opponent; the way I saw it, Lace had two options. She could either run in the hope that Cocoa would tire from chasing her, or she could go right on the attack. But before the match began, the announcer re-introduced the celebrity referee.
�And once more, our special guest referee for tonight, please give another warm welcome to �.. MADUSA MICELI!�
I watched as Lace glared at the sexy ref, the two of them almost coming to blows during Lace�s first match. But as the lights dimmed and the announcer stepped out of the ring, she turned her attention to Cocoa, and I anxiously waited to see what her strategy would be.
Impressing me once more, Lace immediately went on the attack, charging at Cocoa, who awkwardly reached to grab hold of her. Before she could however, Lace fired a powerful forearm into the giantess�s chest. The blow stopped Cocoa in her tracks, allowing Lace to reload and fire a potent jab into Cocoa�s jaw. The giantess stumbled back a few steps, Lace right on top of her and smashing another forceful forearm into her chest, forcing Cocoa to stumble backward and into the corner. Not wasting a second, Lace charged over and jumped up, her feet landing on Cocoa�s meaty thighs as she reached forward to grab hold of her head.
Lace was very active, and her combination of powerful blows to Cocoa�s upper body and head, followed up by a quick attack, gave me some comfort that she might actually have a chance! But before Lace could lock her hands around the back of Cocoa�s head, the giantess raised her bulky arms and placed her hands in Lace�s chest before, shoving her backward. Lace reached in desperation as she fell but her efforts were in vain as she dropped to the canvas, the back of her shoulders striking against it which caused her neck to snap, slamming the back of her head into the mat with great force.
I could tell by the anguished expression on her pretty face that she was temporarily dazed from the blow to the back of her head, her arms falling limply to her sides as her right leg bent at the knee. Cocoa meanwhile pushed herself out of the corner, pausing to briskly shake her head in order to clear the effects of the punches she had taken. She then lumbered slowly alongside Lace, lifting her hulking leg into the air before using the leverage of her 280 pounds to stomp her boot down into Lace�s vulnerable midsection.
The debilitating stomp crushed Lace�s entire intestinal cavity, her body instantly recoiling as she blubbered out loud, her legs shooting up into the air. Before they could drop back down however, Cocoa grabbed onto them, holding them up as she planted herself between the fallen veteran�s lifted limbs. Cocoa then flipped Lace over and onto her stomach before stepping across her torso while pulling back on her legs. Setting her feet on either side of her Lace�s midsection, Cocoa began to curl her body in a painful Boston Crab.
Slowly Lace�s luscious body was curled backward, her back arching painfully as Cocoa locked the hold in place. Lace screamed with pain, Cocoa snarling in satisfaction as she listened to her victim�s wailing. Continuing to yank back on Lace�s legs, Cocoa seemed determined to snap her victim�s spine with the hold. But Lace, despite her anguished cried, refused to give in to the pain. After a full minute had passed, Lace screaming the whole time, Madusa continually asked her if she submitted. But Lace ignored the questions until Cocoa finally released the hold and allowed the sexy sufferer�s trapped legs to drop limply to the mat.
�Okay, you want to keep going girl? Well then you gonna pay!!� Cocoa barked down at Lace as remained perched perilously over her.
But just as Cocoa completed yelling out the threat, Lace abruptly reached backward and wrapped her arms around Cocoa�s ankles, giving them a quick pull and forcing Cocoa to begin to lose her balance. With her arms circling out to her sides in an effort to stay erect, Cocoa finally fell backward, her enormous butt crashing to the mat just a few inches above the top of Lace�s head.
�Whew, it�s a good thing that giant butt didn�t land on Lace�s face!� Ms. Liberty whispered to me.
The rest of the crowd also let out a collective sigh of relief, realizing that if Cocoa had landed on Lace�s head, the match would surely have been over. But though her back was aching and her head still buzzing, Lace got to her feet as Cocoa remained in a seated position, trying to get up herself. Lace rushed over, grabbing a handful of Cocoa�s bleached blonde hair while cocking her arm, her face tinged with anger as she prepared to deliver a downward punch to Cocoa�s head. But her mountainous opponent beat her to that punch; literally; firing a quick jab into Lace�s stomach.
AAWWW !
The blow doubled Lace over as she hobbled back a step, but then recovered enough to rush in once more, again grabbing the now-kneeling Cocoa by the hair. But Cocoa reacted quickly once again, launching another brutal blow into Lace�s midsection, this time with even more authority.
OOOOFFFF !
Lace�s gurgling was loud and clear as she staggered backward, wrapping her arms around her battered midsection. Able to now get back onto her feet, Cocoa hulked over to Lace, grabbing a handful of hair from the back of her bowed head and ripping her up like a flyweight. She then shoved Lace into the corner directly above me, giving me a good view of the pain which she showed from her pretty brown eyes. Cocoa stormed in and roughly snatched a handful of Lace�s short, brown hair, using it to pluck her out of the corner before whipping across the ring by her arm. Using her extraordinary strength, Cocoa tossed Lace so hard that it seemed as if she was shot out of a canon.
Running as fast as her legs could carry her, Lace finally spun and crashed into the turnbuckles, the collision causing her body to convulse wildly as the entire ring shook from the impact. But before Lace�s body even had the chance to settle back against the ropes, Cocoa charged in toward her, leaping forward to deliver a massive body splash!
The crowd again gasped as the mound of silver spandex and brown skin buried the lingerie-clad cutie, covering most of her body. After slamming all of her weight against Lace, Cocoa grabbed hold of the top rope and backed away for a second, but then barreled forward again, squashing Lace beneath her a second time. By the time Cocoa backed away, her victim�s body wilted from the corner, her head dangling in front of her from the crushing blow. But Cocoa wasn�t done with her yet, stepping in again before grabbing hold of Lace and draping her crushed body across her shoulders before hoisting it up into the air.
Carrying the 150-pound woman around the ring like a feather, Cocoa enjoyed the derisive boos of the crowd as Lace tried to kick her legs, though without much enthusiasm, in protest. But the wriggling and squirming proved to be no more than a minor annoyance to Cocoa who paraded Lace to all four sides of the ring before storming over toward the corner directly above where I was sitting.
Facing the corner, Cocoa then lowered her shoulders which allowed Lace�s body to roll of her, the lingerie-clad grappler�s body falling across the top ropes. Laying across the top turnbuckle, her legs hanging over one side of the corner while her head drooped down from the other, Lace was spread out like a slab of beef. She gazed up helplessly as Cocoa then lifted her arms overhead and joined her hands together in a combined fist before slamming the conjoined hammer down into Lace�s laid bare stomach.
BBAAAWWW!�
Lace�s body shot upward from the blow, but just as it drooped back down, Cocoa delivered another lethal blow done into her bare belly.
AAAAWWWW!�
Over and over Cocoa began to repeatedly pound her defenseless prey�s abdomen. With her body jerking up and down like a yo-yo from each powerful blow, her large chest jiggling wildly with each thump from beneath it�s sheer top, Lace was taking a beating as Madusa stood back and watched. Though technically it was illegal to trap Lace on the ropes like Cocoa had done, Madusa did not intervene, allowing Cocoa to continue the devastating assault. Ms. Liberty began to shout up for Madusa to step in, but the ring legend referee either did not hear her or refused to listen. As I watched, it became apparent to me that Madusa was perhaps taking revenge for the way Lace had confronted her in the first match by not intervening to prevent the illegal onslaught.
Lace�s body took a terrific beating before finally Cocoa relented, grabbing Lace�s side and pulling on it to roll her back in toward the ring. Her body dropped to the mat with a loud thud as landed in the corner before cowering into a ball.
As I looked up at her, it wasn�t difficult to see that Lace was finished. It would have been difficult for the 49-year-old woman to beat Cocoa in the first place, but to ask her to face the massive woman after already competing in another match less than an hour before was too much to ask. As a result her sexy body had taken a terrific beating and as she recoiled in the corner, it was obvious that Cocoa had beat all of the remaining fight out of her. The only question remaining now was how much more punishment Cocoa would subject her to before finishing her off!
The hulking Cocoa walked over and grabbed hold of one of Lace�s ankles, dragging her across the ring by her leg and toward the far corner. She dropped her a few feet away from it, Lace left lying on her back as Cocoa then climbed up onto the middle rope and faced her fallen target. As the crowd began to shout loudly, Cocoa raised her arms over her head and with a nasty war cry, leaped forward, her massive body soaring through the air until it landed flat against the outstretched Lace.
The crowd gasped as Cocoa landed, her body not only flattening but also completely covering Lace. Madusa dove in and took her time to check and see that Lace�s shoulders were pinned, which they obviously were, as was the rest of her body. Madusa then slowly and meticulously slapped the mat three times, counting Lace out before the bell rang to signal the end of the match.
Ms. Liberty sat there, shaking her head as Cocoa�s large frame covered her friend�s body. She turned to me, and with sad eyes, whispered, �That was called the Cocoa Powder, it�s her signature finishing move.�
I stared back at her, but said nothing, unsure of how to reply. But I did notice that there was something more to Ms. Liberty�s sad expression. Perhaps she had just come to realize that not only had Cocoa pummeled both of her friends, but Ms. Liberty herself was now next on the list.
Cocoa remained atop Lace for a few more moments, grinding her corpulent body down onto the sexy loser. I watched the debacle, shaking my head, as Madusa stood over them refusing to intervene and with an arrogant smirk stretched across her face as Cocoa finished crushing Lace.
After a few more moments, Cocoa finally rolled off of Lace and stood up, Madusa raising her beefy arm in the air to proclaim her the winner. As she did, the announcer climbed back in and concluded the night�s festivities.
�The winner of the match and challenger for Ms. Liberty�s first title defense �.. COCOA!
I continued to watch as Lace slowly got herself into a seated position, shaking her head to clear the cobwebs. As she tried to recover, Cocoa made her way out of the ring and lumbered over to Ms. Liberty, who remained seated. Staring down at her, Cocoa, in her deep, menacing voice, addressed the champion.
�You remember me, don�t you Ms. Liberty?�, she asked.
Though I had no idea what Cocoa was referring to, Ms. Liberty obviously did, though she didn�t reply to the question. Cocoa didn�t wait for an answer anyway, instead issuing her a warning.
�Well pretty soon it�s gonna be payback time bitch! What I did to these two old broads ain�t nuthin� compared to what I�m gonna do to you!�
With that she walked away as the crowd serenaded her with boos. I turned to Ms. Liberty and looked at her with a quizzical expression, wondering what Cocoa was talking about. She gave me a nod, as if to tell me that she would fill me in later. By then, Lace had gotten to her feet and was helped over to the ropes. Slowly she climbed between them out of the ring, hobbling past me as she made her way back to the locker room.
�A little too much for this 49 year old body to handle in one night. At least for now.� she whispered to me before walking past Ms. Liberty with head bowed. The Veteran�s Division had begun to take shape, and I was curious to see what would happen next!
