Diva Destruction
By Wolfboy
Emma winning the
title has a surprise bonus for us as we gain access to Lord Smythe’s private
catfight collection.
One big plus point to Emma’s title reign was that as
champion she gained unlimited access to Lord Smythe’s private collection of
catfight videos. Every couple of months, we would spend a day or so watching
potential opponents, but the thing I enjoyed most were the special private
recordings Lord Smythe had of catfight matches that he had helped to arrange and
host between well know celebrities or sports stars. At first, we had both felt
that they would have little more than novelty value, but as we discovered while
scouting opponents for Emma’s first title defence, the quality of these fights
often stood up to the matches produced by the professional catfighters.
The first match of this type we had watched had caught
our attention as it featured Trish Stratus fighting not long before her match
with Debbie. I guess it helped to explain why she had proved such a willing
opponent, and also why she had been so comfortable fighting at Lord Smythe’s
mansion. Each of Lord Smythe’s video recordings had useful file notes to explain
the background to each match; for this one, the notes read –
‘Trish is still the reigning Diva rules catfight queen of
the WWE despite having retired from active ring action some while back. None of
the newer divas had challenged her until Eve Torres stepped up to the plate in
December of 2012. Diva rules are no time limit, anything goes except strikes to
the head with closed fist, elbow, knee or foot. Both divas would start in a two
piece professional wrestling outfit. The match can only be won by stripping an
opponent naked and then forcing a submission. The match was held in my ring for
privacy during a WWE tour in December.’
So, Trish Stratus stood in her corner of the ring, hands
on hips and looking smoulderingly hot as a brunette as she waited for her
opponent Eve to appear from her changing area. Trish was wearing the hottest of
black hotpants along with a black bra top that seemed to elevate her 36D breasts
to even greater heights of perfection. Trish wore the confident expression of a
woman who knew what to expect. Her opponent Eve Torres appeared through one of
the changing area doors and quickly made her way into the ring to join Trish.
The younger diva also looked sexy as hell in her two piece outfit of silver
shorts and a silver strappy cami-top. She didn’t quite wear the same confident
expression as her foe, but she did look determined.
‘Thought you’d had second thoughts Eve?’ Trish questioned
her.
‘No such luck for you old lady’ Eve responded ‘I was just
making myself look beautiful to beat your ass’
‘Fair enough’ Trish smiled at her ‘you get that this is
real though don’t you, it doesn’t matter who Vince wants to win this one?’
A nice touch on the video saw a still of the two women
complete with their stats. Trish was 37 years old, 5 feet 5 inches tall, 125 lbs
and 36D-24-36. Eve was 9 years younger at 28, taller at 5 feet 8 inches and
heavier at 141 lbs; her figure was 36D-26-37.
Back to the two ladies in the ring, and Trish asked Eve
is she was alright with the rules. Eve nodded her consent and then Trish clapped
her hands together and said ‘let’s go then’ as she waved the bigger woman
forward to start the match. Eve moved forward, arms up looking for a collar and
elbow tie up only for Trish to brush her arms aside and catch her with a knee
lift to the stomach. Stunned, Eve doubled forward presenting a good target for
Trish’s elbow smash across her shoulders; only a few seconds in, and Eve dropped
to her knees while Trish backed up to allow her foe time to rise. ‘Remember it’s
a real fight Eve!’ Trish reminded the brown haired diva as she regained her
feet.
Eve was wary this time, closing slowly on Trish who took
the chance to slap hard into the body of her opponent, the slaps warming Eve’s
skin but also seeming to warm her up to her task as she responded with a kick to
the thigh before backing up to give herself a run at Trish. She waist locked the
brunette, driving her back to the corner post. Eve grabbed the ropes and thrust
a shoulder into Trish’s stomach; Trish clubbed down with both hands at the back
of her opponent, and Eve was forced to back up slightly as Trish got out of the
corner. They quickly came back together, both into the other’s hair as they
pulled each other across the mats in something of a tug of war which Trish ended
with a knee to Eve’s body again, dropping her to a knee. Trish wasted no time in
taking a full nelson on Eve as she dragged her to the mat in a rear body scissor
to try and punish the younger diva who looked to be in some trouble at first
until she was able to free an arm and elbow Trish in the side to gain her
release.
Eve rolled free and was quick to get to her feet to catch
Trish in a front headlock as she rose, and then leaping high, Eve drove the
point of her elbow between Trish’s shoulder blades. Trish dropped to a knee
again, but Eve was on her, using the hair to get her to her feet to deliver a
body slam in the centre of the ring. Bouncing off the ropes, Eve delivered a
somersault splash to wind Trish before securing a cross pin on the retired diva.
Eve scissored Trish’s right arm between her thighs while tying up Trish’s left
arm above her head with her own left hand. Trish knew what was coming as it left
her body open to attack, something Eve was quite keen to do as slammed two hard
right hands into Trish’s stomach just above the waist band of her tiny hot
pants. Trish sensed that Eve might go to the crotch next and wisely turned her
legs to steer clear of that threat, but was powerless to stop Eve from slamming
two further right hands into her left breast. Trish shouted out in pain even
before Eve started to grind her forearm across her face, then she switched to
ride the forearm across Trish’s throat in a choke to try and weaken her further.
It looked like Trish was now in big trouble as Eve kept
her in the choke for about 30 seconds, punched her once more in the breasts, and
then pulled Trish roughly to her feet by the hair. A sharp kick to the stomach
by Eve was followed by a hard Irish Whip into the corner which saw Trish hit the
turnbuckles hard chest first. Eve ploughed home a solid forearm across Trish’s
lower back and as the Canadian slumped forward against the turnbuckles, her
younger opponent wasted no time in relieving her of her black bra top, holding
it up as she remarked ‘I’m surprised this baby still fits you Trish!’ Her reply
was a sharp, back kick to the body which bowled her to the mat where she was
pounced upon by a flying, topless Canadian hellcat as Trish landed on her for a
full body splash. Eve was winded, and Trish saw the opportunity, grabbing her
own top from Eve to wrap it around her neck before bringing Eve to her feet by
the top. Taking advantage of the excellent handhold, Trish used it to throw Eve
across the ring to the mat and as Eve looked to get back to her feet, a low
dropkick to the side knocked her back to the mat and almost clean out of the
ring.
Trish moved in looking for a pin, but Eve was still wise
to the move and lashed out a foot which caught the older woman a glancing blow
on the thigh. It was enough to make Trish allow Eve time to get back to her
feet, but Trish once again caught Eve with a knee lift to the stomach as she
faked to lock up with her. A double handful of hair saw Trish hurl Eve hard to
the mat once again, and as Eve landed in a seated position, Canada’s finest
wasted no time in driving a knee to her back before applying a sleeper hold from
behind. Eve flailed her arms back as she felt the effects of Trish’s strong arms
wrapped around her throat. Desperately, Eve was able to latch on to Trish’s long
brunette hair, but Trish soon broke that with a clubbing forearm across the back
of Eve’s neck, and with the young pretender to her throne stunned, Trish was
able to even the score, slowly removing Eve’s top to reveal another set of
perfect 36Ds as she did so.
Trish threw Eve’s silver top from
the ring before bringing Eve back to her feet with a handful of hair to whip her
into the ropes and as she rebounded, Trish caught her in a bear hug. That looked
like being a short lived move as Eve took the chance to slap Trish hard in the
face, but Trish converted the hold into a pussy pounding atomic drop that
quickly put Eve on her back clutching her crotch in pain. ‘Hurts when it’s done
properly hey Eve?’ Trish mocked before dropping an elbow across the young divas
perfect breasts. Eve sat up slightly straight into a double axe-handle to the
chest which dropped her, and then Trish got herself into a reverse schoolgirl
pinning position to go to work on removing her opponents silver shorts.
Eve tried to defend by crossing her legs,
earning herself a punch in the pit of the stomach before Trish worked over her
breasts a little with a couple of mean nail rakes which drew yelps of protest
from her pinned opponent who still looked to resist having her shorts removed by
keeping her legs crossed. Trish was steadily weakening her resolve though as she
sat high on her chest driving her knuckles into Eve’s tightly toned stomach.
Two more solid body punches followed by a slap to the
breasts saw Eve finally unable to hold off the more experienced woman any longer
as Trish slid her shorts down towards her knees. Still, Trish had to complete
the job of removing the shorts before she could look to finish off Eve, so she
got off her and moved round her body towards her feet to successfully remove the
silver shorts and put herself within reach of victory only for Eve to land a
desperation move as she snapped a foot out to catch Trish hard in the stomach.
Trish dropped to the mat clutching her stomach while Eve desperately tried to
pull herself together on the mat. It seemed that Trish still held the upper hand
as she first to her feet to approach her now naked opponent. She hadn’t counted
on Eve’s resiliency though as she caught a couple of punches to the body and
then a chop to the throat as she tried to get Eve off the mat.
Back to her feet now, Eve put together a quick flurry of
body punches which backed Trish to the ropes where she found herself whipped to
the opposite side of the ring. A solid shoulder tackle dropped Trish to the mat
where she was soon on the receiving end of a leg drop across the chest. Trish
let out a sexy little moan of pain at that impact as Eve switched up to a well
applied side head scissor, Trish’s head wrapped up tightly by her tanned and
toned thighs which she put to good work controlling the Canadian while she
secured an arm bar which left her free to go to work on Trish’s breasts once
more. Eve used a range of slaps and nipple pulls to torture Trish over the next
minute or so while it seemed that her sexy thighs were on the verge of putting
her smaller opponent out. Desperately, Trish bridged to alleviate some of the
pressure on her from the scissor hold, but in doing so she presented Eve the
chance to grab hold of her sexy hot pants. If Eve could find a way to remove
them with Trish still trapped in the head scissor, it looked to me like it would
be lights out for Trish.
Eve was able to grab the waistband of the hot pants,
first pulling them into a wedgie, but then she had to ease the head scissor off
slightly to reach down and remove them. It looked like she would be successful
as the hot pants slid slowly down Trish’s thighs to expose her crotch, but Trish
had one last trick up her sleeve. With Eve distracted by her efforts to remove
Trish’s hot pants, she left herself wide open to Trish’s hair pulling attack
which quickly saw Eve pulled into a side head lock down on the mat. Trish
quickly pulled Eve to her feet, and despite the fact that her hot pants were
around her knees, she was able to lift Eve for a hard body slam before stepping
out of the hot pants and dropping onto her prone opponent with another body
splash. Eve was winded again and found herself trapped in a tight front headlock
as Trish sat across her thighs. It seemed like this might well be the winning
submission hold as Trish worked her arms around Eve’s head drawing cries of pain
and despair, but Trish had other plans for the coup de grace. Bringing Eve back
to her knees, and then slowly to her feet she pushed her back to the ropes,
cruelly shot a knee up into the taller woman’s crotch, and with Eve suitably
weakened, whipped her into the opposite ropes. As Eve rebounded, she was hit by
an on rushing Trish with the ‘Air Canada’ Thesz press, and as she felled Eve,
Trish landed in a perfect pinning position. All that was left was for Trish to
grab Eve’s long hair, using it to force her face into a crotch smother and in a
matter of seconds; Trish had the victory and was still the unofficial Diva
Catfight Queen.
Trish climbed from the ring saying ‘good match Eve,
you’re better than most I’ve faced’ before cutting to a fading picture of Eve as
the defeated diva lay flat out, naked in the centre of the ring.
We were both left thinking that we’d probably seen the
best ever WWE divas match; certainly it was the sexiest. It was a shame that it
would never see the light of day, but we were both hooked and agreed to end all
of our scouting sessions by watching a celebrity fight from the archive.