Molly vs. Shamiqua
A New Kid in Town

With the success of the Women’s Division, the owners decided it was time to add some new talent to the roster. Though the 5 women on the roster had been giving the fans some great wrestling shows, the fact of the matter was that none of them had much experience prior to wrestling in the women’s division. So with the crowds growing and a champion of the division yet to be named, 2 new women were brought in to add some depth to the roster.

The first of the two newcomers was Shamiqua, a street tough ex Marine who had wrestled in a small fed in Detroit. Leaving a trail of broken bodies in her wake, Shamiqua earned a reputation for being a dangerous wrestler in her previous fed. She had some great success, so much so that other opponents began to avoid her. But despite her reputation, Shamiqua typically wrestled by the rules, digressing only if her opponent forced her to do so. Frustrated at not earning a shot at the title, she decided to relocate from her native Detroit and join the women’s division, determined to claim the yet unclaimed Women’s Division Championship Belt for herself.

Her first match would be against perhaps the biggest enigma in the Women’s Division, namely Molly. A very successful business executive, Molly decided to become a professional wrestler and hired the hall of fame lady wrestler, Natasha “the Hatchet Lady” as her personal trainer and wrestling coach. Learning every dirty trick in the book, Molly then used her wealth to buy a permanent spot on the Women’s Division roster. In her first match as a pro wrestler, Molly attempted to bribe the ref, paying him off to give her preferential treatment in the ring. But despite the bribe, Molly still lost the match against the much smaller Flora.

Her next outing was in the Women’s Division Bikini Wrestler of the Year Contest, where Molly finished last in the Bikini Contest voting. As a result she was included in The Gauntlet but fought her way to become one of the last two women left in the ring. But Molly could not eliminate Melissa and once again failed to earn her first win. So despite her personal trainer and coach, bribery and size advantage over the other Women’s Division wrestlers, Molly had yet to achieve any success as a wrestler. To make matters worse, she finished next to last in the 2004 Popularity Poll where the fans voted for their favorite wrestlers. So despite her best efforts, Molly’s tenure in the women’s division had been less than successful, and that fact made her very angry!

Arriving at the arena early for her match against Shamiqua, Molly quickly sought out the referee, and as before, bribed him to give her an advantage in the ring. He accepted the money, as before, and Molly smiled as she walked away. But despite her satisfaction at having gained an advantage, she knew deep down that this match was a turning point for her wrestling career. She needed to show the fans, the owners …. and herself …. that she could compete in the ring, and her time to do so was running out.

So as Molly settled into her corner of the dressing room, Shamiqua entered and took her place on the opposite side. The two were far enough apart to avoid any contact with each other, but as they dressed, a surprise visitor stormed into the locker room.

Dressed in a bulky, black turtleneck sweater and black slacks, Flora was on a mission. Wearing eyeglasses and no make-up along with her frumpy attire, she looked decidedly less glamorous than usual, but her appearance was the last thing on her mind as Flora scowled at Molly as she passed by her. She then paraded up to Shamiqua, staring down at the newcomer who was seated on a bench, tying her wrestling boots.

“So, you’re one of the newcomers, huh? Well I’m the queen of this fed so don’t get too full of yourself!”

Shamiqua stood up and confronted Flora, the two standing only a few inches away from each other. Shamiqua cast a menacing glare back at her before the fiery Flora turned and stormed into the owner’s office to confront him, her hands defiantly on her hips and surly expression on her face as she spew forth her demands.

“I hear that you’re bringing in a bunch of new girls and that you’re going to make one of them the champ of the Women’s Division. Now you listen to me. I’ve done everything I can do to show you that I am the true champion of the Women’s Division. I beat Barbara, I worked over Ms. Liberty, I won both the bikini contest and Bikini Wrestler of the Year title and then I beat the fat blob sitting out there….. I want you to declare me the champion of the Women’s Division right now!”

With the door to the office left open, both Shamiqua and Molly heard every word of Flora’s tirade. The owner calmly got up, walked over to the door and closed it, preventing anyone from hearing the rest of the conversation. After a few more minutes, Flora opened the door and walked out, again confronting Shamiqua who remained standing.

“So you think you’re gonna come in here and take my championship? Well everything here goes through me. So don’t get too confident when you beat that blonde blob tonight. I’m the only REAL competition here!”

Shamiqua inched closer, the two now chest to chest. Dressed in her black bikini and matching boots, Shamiqua stood several inches taller than Flora and her imposing, fit body made the petite brunette look feeble standing next to her.

“You ain’t won nothing yet. I heard there ain’t no champion here, at least not yet. But don’t you worry, you gonna be my next victim!” Shamiqua warned.

“I’ll be waiting!” Flora replied angrily before turning and walking out of the locker room.

But before she could, Molly blocked the door threateningly. “Who are you calling a fat blob?!?!”

Flora quickly pushed Molly, but the larger blonde barely flinched. Before the confrontation could escalate however, the owner stepped between them, escorting Flora out of the dressing room as Molly turned and noticed Shamiqua watching. The two stared at each other for a moment before Molly smirked, walking back to her place and finishing her preparations. Flora meanwhile walked out into the arena and took a seat in the front row, settling in to watch the match. Just a few minutes later the announcer stepped into the ring, grabbed the microphone and kicked off the festivities.

“Welcome to another night of Women’s Wrestling. Tonight our first Women’s Division match features the following principles. First, she stands 5’ 10” tall and weighs an imposing 200 pounds. Please welcome back ….. MOLLY!”

The large blonde woman was dressed in a black, spandex unitard and black boots as she trotted down the aisle and down towards the ring, the crowd acknowledging her presence with a smattering of cheers and flood of boos and catcalls. Molly smiled wickedly at the reaction, waving sarcastically to the crowd before she arrived at ringside, scowling at Flora who remained seated in the front row. She then climbed up into the ring and paraded around it with her arms overhead as the crowd continued to boo her. She then settled back into her corner as her adversary was announced.

“And her opponent tonight, making her women’s Division debut. She comes to us from the mean streets of Detroit, standing 5’ 8” tall and weighing a sexy but powerful 150 pounds….. let’s give a warm welcome to newcomer ….. SHAMIQUA!”

The brown skinned beauty strutted toward the ring with a smile on her face as she was initially greeted with a polite amount of cheers. But as more of the fans caught their first glimpse of her, the cheers grew louder and louder. Shamiqua made her way to ringside where Flora barked another warning at her.

“Just remember, everything here goes through me!”

With her smile now replaced by a scowl, Shamiqua stared back at Flora before climbing up into the ring, not taking her eyes off of the petite brunette. She made her way around the ring, sauntering purposely close to Molly before past her and heading toward her corner. But with her back now to her blonde opponent, Shamiqua suddenly found herself trapped in a chokehold as Molly had attacked her from behind, before the bell rang. But rather than intervene, the ref merely signaled for the bell, which rang to mark the start of the match.

With the fans booing loudly, Shamiqua slapped at Molly’s bulky arm which was wrapped tightly around her throat. Looking toward the ref, Shamiqua struggled to mutter the word “CHOKE”, expecting him to force Molly to break the hold. But instead, the bribed ref simply stood there, allowing Molly to continue the dirty tactic. The blonde pulled back hard on the caramel skinned beauty, forcing her legs up into the air as her back arched from the pulling. Kicking her legs in the air in protest, Shamiqua was struggling to breathe as Molly then dropped her downward, slamming the choked newcomer’s groin onto her outstretched knee.

Pulling her leg back, Molly allowed her victim to fall to the mat, her face twisted in pain as she sat erect. The fans were loudly chastising Molly, but she could care less, moving behind the seated Shamiqua before driving her knee forward and ramming it into the hurting beauty directly between her shoulderblades. With a loud grunt, Shamiqua remained erect, though her shoulders curled backward in pain. But Molly was just getting started and inched closer, reaching down to wrap her hands beneath the newcomer’s chin, interlocking her fingers together to secure her grip.

With her face squeezed tightly between Molly’s hands, Shamiqua then found herself being pulled upward by the head, her spine stretched painfully as Molly yanked on her chin. A spew of saliva shot from Shamiqua’s mouth as she tried to moan, her face still tightly constricted as her butt lifted off of the canvas. A sharp pain shot up the newcomer’s vertebrae, but she nonetheless reached her arms up and quickly grabbed Molly’s bowed head, pulling the hair on both sides of her head. In an impressive show of strength she then tugged hard, sending Molly flipping overhead, her bulky body soaring into the air before she landed hard on her back, sliding forward a few feet in the process.

With her back aching and still feeling the affects of the choke, Shamiqua struggled to her feet. As soon as she got erect however, she immediately confronted the ref.

“Whatchyou doin’?!?!?! The damn bell didn’t even ring!!!” she yelled.

The ref began to argue back with her, distracting Shamiqua long enough for Molly to get to her feet and again sneak up behind her. Once again Molly wrapped her arm around Shamiqua’s neck and began to choke her, but this time the angry newcomer was ready and fired her elbow backward, jabbing it into Molly’s soft gut. The blonde whiffed a puff of air as she doubled over, Shamiqua turning and quickly grabbing her from between her legs with one arm and around the neck with the other. With seemingly little effort she hauled the 200 pound blonde’s body into the air, upending it before slamming her hard to the canvas.

Molly splashed against the mat, the entire ring shaking from the impact as the crowd roared their approval. With Molly still sprawled out on the floor, Shamiqua rushed over to her, ripped her up by the hair and again hoisted her overhead before delivering a second, powerful body slam. Several fans jumped to heir feet and cheered the powerful, bikini clad grappler who again turned and yanked Molly up by the hair. But this time Molly reached hastily forward and jabbed Shamiqua in the eye with her finger.

The pretty newcomer stumbled backward, howling in pain as she lifted her hands to her face. Tears immediately began to run from her injured eyes as it’s vision became blurred. Molly used the opportunity to quickly snatch hold of Shamiqua’s wrist, pull her to ringside and then toss her across the ring. The partially blinded newcomer barreled forward, bouncing off of the ropes before returning back and being hit with a huge cross body block. Tumbling to the mat, Shamiqua landed hard before a split second later, Molly’s hulking body crashed on top of her.

The fans grew more animated in their protests, but the ref simply stood in the corner, allowing the match to go on uninterrupted. Molly meanwhile tried to hook her victim’s legs. Pulling them upward in order to pin her shoulders to the canvas. But Shamiqua was able to thrust her powerful legs forward, kicking out of the attempt as Molly rolled aside. Pushing herself upright, Shamiqua shook her head as she rubbed furiously at her now bloodshot eye while seated in an upright position. Molly was able to recover more quickly and get to her feet, charging at Shamiqua and securing a grip on her hair with both hands. She hauled the powerful beauty onto her feet, but as she did, Shamiqua fired a potent right uppercut into Molly’s soft gut, doubling her over.

Straightening herself up, Shamiqua waited for Molly to do the same. As she did, the adept newcomer set herself and slammed a forceful Karate kick into Molly’s yielding paunch, doubling her over a second time. With Molly bent forward and both arms wrapped around her aching belly, the newcomer confronted the ref a second time.

“You just get let her do anything huh! That’s alright, I don’t need you anyways!”

With that she stormed over the stooped blonde and grabbed her in a side headlock.

“So that’s the way you want to play huh? You want to fight dirty? Well I can fight dirty too!”

With that Shamiqua took off, racing toward the side of the ring as she dragged Molly along by the hair. Once they reached the ropes, the newcomer pulled Molly’s head over the top one before bending her onto it. Molly’s body bent over the ropes before they shot her upward, the beefy blonde’s body flipping out of the ring before falling toward the floor below. She landed hard on the floor below the ring and rolled toward the front row of seats as the crowd cheered. Shamiqua then turned to the ref and snarled before turning back to watch Molly flopping in front of the fans seated in front.

Pausing for a moment as the crowd continued to cheer her, Shamiqua then leaped over the top rope and out onto the ring apron. She then jumped down to the floor below and glared at Molly. Seated just a few feet away from the fallen Molly was Flora, and as Shamiqua rushed over to continue her attack on the blonde, Flora stuck her foot out and tripped the newcomer, causing her to fall flat on her face.

Shamiqua was able to stick her hands out to break the fall, and immediately turned back and saw Flora smirking at her. The angered newcomer’s expression turned cold and enraged once she realized that Flora had intervened. But she did not go after the bespectacled brunette, instead grabbing Molly by the hair and ripping her onto her feet. She then secured a grip on Molly’s arm with both hands, dragging her back toward ringside. Reaching it, she then turned and, with both power and speed, tossed Molly forward, sending her barreling toward Flora.

The blonde tumbled across three seats of fans, Flora directly in the middle of it. She tumbled to the ground as Molly landed on top of her, the metal folding chair she was sitting on falling to the side. Flora angrily rolled the bulky Molly off of her and began to get up, but as she did, Shamiqua reached for the fallen folding chair, lifted it up high and then slammed it down onto the top of Flora’s head.

A sickening SMACK echoed through the immediate area as Flora collapsed to the floor, dazed and hurt. Molly meanwhile had rolled to her side and gotten up onto all fours. Shamiqua however was still holding the folding chair and rushed at her, slamming it down onto Molly’s head as well.

Molly’s head sank into her neck as she fell onto her side, stupefied by the debilitating blow to her head. Both Flora and Molly were now down and staggered, laying just a foot or two apart as Shamiqua stood over them. The crowd was loving it but a bit confused over why Shamiqua had attacked Flora. Unbeknownst to the fans, the newcomer was out to prove a point, and judging by the crumpled bodies of her two victims, had made that point loud and clear.

“Don’t fuck with me!” she declared before grabbing Molly’s ankles and dragging her body back to the side of the ring before hoisting the burly blonde back up onto the ring apron.

The ref stood and watched, unable to intervene at all as Shamiqua climbed back up onto the ring apron before rolling Molly beneath the ropes and stepping between them herself. With Molly now flat on her back and still in a bewildered state, Shamiqua placed her foot down on Molly’s chest and flexed her biceps in a victory pose as the ref had no choice but to slap a three count, ending Molly’s night with yet another defeat.

Several of the fans began to help Flora up and placed her on a chair as the bell rang, the ref reluctantly lifting Shamiqua’s arm in victory as the announcer made it official.

“The winner in her first Women’s Division match ….. SHAMIQUA!”

The crowd gave her a nice ovation as Shamiqua breathed heavily, accepting the victory and the cheers before climbing out of the ring. She immediately made her way over toward Flora, who was seated in a chair, but still dazed. A fan had retrieved Flora’s eyeglasses and had tried to hand them to her, but Shamiqua instead took them herself, dropping them to the floor as she stood over the still bewildered brunette. Stepping forward so that her legs straddled Flora, Shamiqua then took a seat on the petite brunette’s lap while staring into her glazed eyes. The lights twinkled off of her sweaty brown skin as she pressed her weight down onto Flora's lap, coiling her shapely, powerful legs forward so that they trapped Flora's arms beneath them. She then grabbed hold of Flora’s pale face and held it upright so that she was staring directly into Flora's vacant eyes.

“Next time you open you’re mouth to say that everything here comes through you, make sure you know who you’re dealing with cause this wasn’t nothing. You just wait till I get you in the ring!”

With that, Shamiqua released her grip on Flora’s face and stood up. But before she turned and walked away, she stomped down on Flora’s eyeglasses, crushing them beneath her black wrestling boot. With Flora still in a daze, seated listlissly in her chair, Shamiqua turned and walked back toward the dressing room, the crowd cheering her first victory.

THE END

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