The time has come for Brooke Fairchild to make her first defense of her newly won WEC World Championship. She is set to defend against former two time champion Alicia Vitarelli.
Right now, both women are in their respective locker rooms getting ready for the big fight.
I’m in the locker room of my girlfriend Alicia Vitarelli.
“Time to go talk to Tabitha.” She says, wrapping her arms around me and kissing me.
“Good luck.” I say, firmly grabbing her ass before she walks away.
“Alicia, what is on your mind, heading into yet another World title match for you?” Tabitha asks.
“It’s the same as always. Just win. Brooke Fairchild is a great champion, I mean, she’s the first 3 wrestling division champion in the WEC, but I plan on taking one of those championships home with me.” Alicia says, walking away.
Alicia heads to the ring wearing a purple satin bra and matching panties.
I leave the locker room area to watch the match from my office. As I walk the hall I pass by Brooke Fairchild.
“I hope you kissed your girlfriend before she left for the ring, because this is the last chance she’ll get at my titles. I mean that, Steve, no more chances for her.” Brooke says walking away.
Tabitha now welcomes the champion Brooke Fairchild.
“Brooke, many people consider this your 2nd reign with the World title. How are you feeling heading into your 1st defense?”
“How am I feeling? I feeling pretty pissed off. It seems that if you date the owner, you can get any match you want. I hope the sex is worth it, Alicia. Because let me tell you, this is the last title match you’ll get against me. So, take a long, hard look at all three of these titles, it’s the last look you’ll get.” Brooke says, walking away.
Brooke Fairchild heads to the ring, wearing her usual American flag colored bikini.
Once both women are in their corners, ring announcer Karen Rogers enters the ring to make the formal introductions.
“Ladies & gentlemen, the following is our MAIN EVENT, it is scheduled for one fall and it is for the WEC World Championship.
“Introducing first, the challenger...she is from Long Island, New York...she is the reigning FightGirl champion...please welcome...ALICIA VITARELLI!”
Alicia smiles & waves to the crowd.
“Her opponent...she is from Charlotte, North Carolina...she is the reigning Rising Angels Champion, she is also the reigning WEC American Champion, and finally, she is the...REIGNING...DEFENDING...WEC WORLD CHAMPION...please welcome...BROOKE FAIRCHILD!”
Brooke also smiles and waves to the crowd.
The referee gives final instructions.
The bell rings, and both women lock up in the center of the ring.
Brooke gains the quick advantage by getting a side headlock. Alicia shoves her off into the ropes and knocks her down with a clothesline.
She picks Brooke up by the hair and gives her a body slam. Brooke screams up and clutches her back
Alicia again picks Brooke up and locks her in a bearhug and begins swinging her from side to side.
Brooke quickly fights her way out of it though, and now hits Alicia with an uppercut low blow, dropping Alicia to her knees.
Brooke drags Alicia back to her feet by the hair and shoves her into the corner. And begins hitting her with several forearm shots to the stomach.
“Your boyfriend can’t save you now, Alicia.” Brooke says, slapping Alicia across the face.
Alicia, now really upset, punches Brooke hard in the face followed by several hard punches to the stomach.
She takes Brooke by the hair and begins ramming her face first into the turnbuckles in all four corners. Brooke crumbles to the mat, holding her head.
Alicia now positions Brooke for a camel clutch in the center of the ring, but quickly Brooke gets to the ropes.
Alicia drags Brooke back to the center of the ring and applies a sharpshooter. Brooke screams out in pain, she’s somehow able to fight out of it. This angers Alicia even more.
Alicia steps out of the ring, grabs a fire extinguisher, climbs back in the ring and rams several times into Brooke’s stomach.
I come walking down to ringside, and slide a pair of brass knuckles under the bottom rope to Alicia.
She slides them on her right hand and just decks Brooke her right hand.
Brooke lays in the ring, unconscious.
Alicia places her foot on Brooke’s forehead as I instruct the referee to count to 3.
Your winner, and new WEC World Champion...Alicia Vitarelli.
I climb in the ring, and passionately kiss Alicia. I grab the microphone from Karen Rogers.
“Hey Brooke! No more rematches for you, bitch!” I say, as Alicia starts kicking an unconscious Brooke.
Alicia and I pose over Brooke’s body for several minutes.
I pick Alicia up in my arms and carry her all the way to the back.
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