Flora vs. Shamiqua
The Women's Division Championship Match Prelim – Beauty Contest Voting
It was early on a Saturday morning and Flora arrived at the FFF Arena to get in her first work-out since her last wrestling match against Brit. Her body had taken a beating in that match, especially the area between her legs, which Brit has smashed against the steel support pole resulting in the pretty blonde’s disqualification. It had taken Flora 2 full weeks for Flora’s bruises to heal, and now that they had, she was anxious to get in shape for her upcoming Women’s Division Championship Match.
Shamiqua had earned the right to wrestle for the title by defeating Barbara in a fairly quick and one-sided match. Flora had also earned the right to wrestle for the title by defeating Brit, however her match proved to be much more difficult. Flora and the British bombshell ripped into each other over the course of the long, grueling match, and at the end of it, Brit pounded Flora in the corner before knocking her to the canvas. She then jumped out of the ring, pulling on Flora’s legs until the straddled the metal, corner support pole. She then dragged her forward, ramming Flora’s womanhood into the pole, twice in a row. Brit was disqualified for remaining out of the ring beyond the allowed 10 seconds, but Flora was the one left writhing on the canvas even though she was declared the winner.
But all of that was in the past now as Flora’s wounds had healed and she was back to training. As she walked into the arena’s gym, she dropped her gym bag next to a locker and prepared to change. Dressed in a baggy, torn sweatshirt and a pair of worn sweatpants, she adjusted her eyeglasses and ran her fingers through her disheveled hair. Due to the early hour, she had not expected anyone to be in the gym so she had put little effort into her appearance before leaving her apartment. So when the wrestling federation’s owner appeared, she was surprised to see him.
“Hi Flora, can you come into my office for a minute?” he asked.
She nodded her head, opening up the locker and taking a quick glance at her face in the mirror. With no make-up on and her hair tousled, she did not look her best and she knew it, but walked over to his office and took a seat anyway. He asked how she was doing and if she would be ready to wrestle in the championship match in a 2 weeks time. She quickly slid to the edge of her chair and announced her readiness, anxious to finally have the opportunity to win the title.
“Look, I know there is some bad blood between you and Shamiqua and I also know that your last few matches have been sort of wild and uncontrollable. So now that both you and Shamiqua are here, I though I’d take the opportunity to have the 3 of us sit down and talk about the match.” he informed her.
Flora was surprised to hear that Shamiqua was present in the gym. She hadn’t seen her in the locker room, but when he got up and walked into the weight room, calling out her name and asking her to come into his office, Flora’s blood pressure began to rise. He was right, there was no love lost between the two. They had already had 2 altercations, and the match between them promised to be a riotous affair. As Flora sat there simmering however, Shamiqua walked into the office.
Wearing a black sport bra and a pair of tight, black shorts, her body sweating from her work-out, the pretty, powerful woman walked in and took a seat next to Flora as the two exchanged angry glances at each.
“What the hell is she doing here?” Shamiqua asked.
“None of your damn business!” Flora replied sternly.
“Okay ladies, let’s all relax, okay? I called you both in her because I don’t want this match between you to get out of hand. So let’s figure out what we’re going to do about that.” he began.
It didn’t take long before Flora had an answer.
“What you’re going to do is hand me the belt after I beat the crap out of her, that’s what we’re going to do!”
But Shamiqua wasn’t the kind of woman who responded well to threats, and immediately answered back.
“Don’t you go talking trash you scrawny, skanky little white girl. You ain’t even worthy to be in the same ring with me. If you think what that blonde girl did to you was bad, wait until I get through with you!”
Flora stood up and confronted Shamiqua, who followed the smaller brunette’s lead. The owner quickly stepped between them however, and helped them both back into their seats. Flora again chimed right in however, this time directing her remarks specifically at the owner.
“Listen, we both know that I’m the class of this federation. I beat everyone you put in front of me, I won the bikini contest, I won the bikini wrestler of the year match. The fans all want to see me become the first champ. So let’s stop talking about it and just let it happen!”
Shamiqua chuckled mid-sentence during Flora’s tirade, turning to her once she finished and speaking right in her face.
“You won a bikini contest? HA! Look at you! You look like shit! Girlfriend, on my worst day and your best day I STILL look better than you! Only reason you won any bikini contest is ‘cause the rest of them was even skankier than you are!”
Again Flora got ready to confront Shamiqua, but he quickly barked at her to sit back down.
“We’ll see what the fans think, because they’re the ones who voted for me. And as for the match, I don’t care if it gets out of control. In fact, if you had the courage, you’d fight me with no ref and no rules. Just me and you, anything goes!” Flora replied.
“No ref huh? Little girl, that ref saved your life against that British chick. If the ref wasn’t there, you’d still be in the hospital. I don’t care about no ref, ‘cause I’m gonna whip you ass anyway! And once I whip yo ass, maybe I’ll make you kiss MY ass! Or maybe I’ll make you shave yo head! Yeah, that’s cool, shave yo head match!”
Shamiqua chuckled out loud as Flora stared back at her, ready to pounce. The owner had taken it all in however, and decided to offer them a proposal.
“Okay, I think I’ve heard what you both want. First of all, you both seem to think you’re better looking than the other so let’s let the fans decide. Before the match we’ll have a beauty contest. Both of you will be in the ring and the fans will vote for who THEY think is the most beautiful. The winner of the beauty contest then gets to decide the stipulations for the match. Flora, if you win the beauty contest, you can choose a “no ref, no rules match”. Shamiqua, if you win the beauty contest you can choose a “winner shaves the loser’s head match” or a “kiss my ass match”, whatever you like. What do you say?”
The two women sat quietly for a moment, each contemplating the proposal. Though each was confident in their own physical beauty, the consequences of losing could be disastrous.
Shamiqua knew that Flora was a master at cheating and using dirty tactics. And with no ref to stop her, Flora would certainly have an advantage.
Flora knew that Shamiqua was cruel, and would have no problem with declaring a “shaved head match” or some other humiliating stipulation.
So while each was still confident, they both hesitated before responding to the offer.
“So what do you say? Shamiqua?” he asked.
Never one to back down, Shamiqua waited, but then nodded. “Okay, I’ll do it if she will!”
“Okay, what about you Flora?” he asked.
On the spot, Flora did not back down either. “Okay, fine! But I’m going to come up with something really interesting once I win the beauty contest!” she declared.
“Oh you ain’t gonna get that opportunity girl, cause there ain’t no way you beating me in any beauty contest!”
With that they both got up and walked out, each moving to a separate part of the locker room. They were each silent, contemplating the extremity of the situation they had each potentially gotten themselves into!
to be continued ..... but first!
OKAY FANS, IT WAS YOUR TURN. WHO SHOULD WIN THE BEAUTY CONTEST AND, AS SUCH, DECIDE THE STIPUALTIONS FOR THIS CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH?
YOU LOOKED AT THE PICS BELOW AND CAST YOUR VOTES! BUT REMEMBER …..
THE VOTING ONLY DECIDED THE WINNER OF THE BEAUTY CONTEST! WHICH OF THE TWO WOMEN DID YOU FIND MORE ATTRACTIVE? THAT IS THE ONE YOU VOTED FOR! VOTES WERE NOT BASED ON WHO SHOULD WIN THE MATCH!
THE STORY WAS WRITTEN USING THE RESULTS OF THIS POLL TO DETERMINE THE STIPULATIONS FOR THE MATCH. BUT ……
THE RESULTS OF THIS POLL HAD NO BEARING ON THE WINNER OF THE MATCH ITSELF!
THE WINNER OF THE POLL DECIDED THE TYPE OF MATCH TO BE FOUGHT, BUT THE WINNER OF THE MATCH ITSELF WILL BE KEPT SECRET YOU'VE READ THE STORY!!!!!
