Krystle G. vs. Elle Dumon

Okay, now it’s time for our opening match of the evening, as the former Kati Summers, now known as Krystle G takes on former tag team champion, Elle Dumon.

Tabitha Bolin is now backstage with Krystle G.

“Krystle, how are you feeling heading into this huge match up?”

"Tabitha, I feel extremely confident, I know I can go out there and win!” Krystle says, walking away.

Krystle G makes her way to the ring, wearing a dark green satin bikini.

Tabitha is now backstage with Elle Dumon.

“Elle, you don’t compete very often for the WEC! How are you feeling heading into this huge match up?”

“Much like Krystle, I feel confident. I must remind young Krystle, I am a former World champion, and while Steve may not consider what I did while I was in Charlotte, I do, I’m a highly decorated star and I deserve to be treated with respect!” Elle says, walking away.

Elle Dumon makes her way to the ring wearing a gold satin bra, black full back satin panties, a gold garter belt and black nylons.

Both women stands in their corners as ring announcer Cathy Kelley enters the ring to make the official introductions.

“Ladies & gentlemen, welcome to the WEC Arena, the following is our opening contest of the evening and it is scheduled for one fall.

“Introducing first…she is from Charlotte, North Carolina…she is formerly known as Kati Summers, please welcome…KRYSTLE G!”

Krystle smiles and waves to the crowd.

“Her opponent is also from Charlotte, North Carolina…please welcome…ELLE DUMON!”

Elle doesn’t even acknowledge the crowd.

Both women meet in the center of the ring as the referee gives final instructions.

Elle shoves Krystle, and Krystle now tackles Elle to the mat, punching and choking her. As this goes on, the bell rings, starting the match.

Elle is somehow able to shove Krystle off of her.

Elle quickly gets on top of Krystle but she raises her knees right into Elle’s cunt, knocking the wind out of Elle.

Elle now lays there, flat on her back, coughing and gasping for air.

Krystle is now quickly back on top of Elle, punching Elle several times in the breasts. Krystle now breaks the straps on Elle’s bra, exposing her breasts.

As this is going on, I make my way to ringside, and I stand in Krystle’s corner.

Krystle pulls Elle to her feet by the hair and stands her in the corner, and now she throws Elle from the corner by the hair.

Elle lays there, holding her head and crying.

Krystle now grabs Elle by the arms and drags her to the center of the ring and now pulls up on Elle’s arms while standing on Elle’s hair. Elle once again screams bloody murder.

Krystle now pulls Elle back to her feet and picks her up for a fall away body slam.

Elle lays there, clutching her back.

“You. Need. To. Stop. Crying. Elle!” Krystle yells, slapping Elle.

This just makes Elle cry harder.

It appears that Krystle is having a hard time keeping Elle down, I jump up on the apron and toss Krystle a pair of brass knuckles.

Krystle puts the knuckles on her hand and nails Elle with a vicious right hook right to Elle’s jaw, knocking her out instantly.

The referee calls for the bell.

Your winner, by knockout…Krystle G.

I now enter the ring, and I remove my one shoe, as Krystle revives Elle.

Krystle holds Elle’s head down to my foot.

“Kiss my foot, Elle!” I order.

Reluctantly, Elle kisses my foot. 

Elle now lays on the mat, still crying.

I raise Krystle’s hand in victory as we leave the ring together.