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Cory Everson vs the Undertaker

Having taken a few days to rest her body after her match with Kiana, Cory was ready to jump back into the fray. Her next challenge came in the form of the Undertaker. She had seen him compete in the ring several times, he was a forced to be reckoned with. She ought to have rejected his offer, but she wasn’t one to back down from a fight. Having been a champion bodybuilder, Cory was no stranger to tough competition. As they stood talking in the hallway, Cory shook the Undertaker’s hands. “It’s an honor to have the chance to wrestle you.

The Undertaker towered over Cory he stared down at her and smirked. “Will you be saying that when I stuff you into the casket.”

Cory stepped back, she raised her fist up to her chest. “I’m more than capable of beating you. You’re in the fight of your life.”

Undertaker just stood there, an amused grin on his face; he took a giant step towards her. Before she could react, he grabbed her throat and shoved her up against the wall. Cory stared wide eyed at him, too shocked to speak. “I’ve decided that we’re going to have a casket match, if you back out I will find you.” Undertaker drew back releasing Cory’s throat, he turned and walked down the hall to his dressing room.

Cory watched him leave, as soon as he turned the corner she dropped to her knees, she broke out in a cold sweat.

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Cory walked out onto the entrance stage to a massive pop dressed in gold bikini, her legs trembled with each step she took, she took a deep breath and raised her fists in the air, she sprinted down the ramp high-fiving the fans. She rolled into the ring, she froze when she spotted the casket sitting on the rolling stand along the western side of the floor. Shaking her head, Cory forced a smile and strutted around the ring flexing her arms. Ref Monica Brant motions for Cory tio join her in the center of the ring. Cory walks up beside Monica and crosses her arms, she staring silently as the stage.

The arena goes dark, a soft blue strobing glow lights up the entrance stage, a thick fog pours out of the floor vents obscuring the entrance. The Undertaker emerges from the fog, Kiana holding his hand. He’s dressed in a heavy black robe, hood drawn low over his face, he stands at the head of the ramp, and Kiana carries the urn in the crook of her right arm. The fog dissipates as the lights fully brighten; they strut slowly down the ramp. Kiana grins at Cory.

Cory stands with her hands on her hips, she glares at Kiana, her lips quivering with rage. “She has no business out here ref.”

Monica shrugs. “Don’t look at me, it’s none of my business what she does.”

Undertaker climbs the ring steps and paces the apron, he pushes down on the middle rope, Kiana sets the urn down and the apron and climbs through the ropes. Undertaker steps over the top rope, he walks to the center of the ring.

“Get out of her, Kiana. This isn’t your fight.” Cory clenched and unclenched her fists.

Kiana circles Cory looking her up and down; she stops in front of Cory and taps her on the chest. “I’m not the one you should be worried about; I’m just here to cheer my new squeeze. I’m glad you’re fully recovered from our match, but it won’t make a difference because my Taker is going to destroy you.”

Cory reaches out to grab Kiana, Undertaker steps between them and glares icily at Cory, Cory steps back, Taker stretches his arms out at his sides., Kiana pulls off his robe ,she kisses him on the lips. “Don’t hold back too much, Taker baby, she’s tougher than she looks.”

Taker nods, Kiana rolls out the ring and props her elbows on the apron, Taker stares down at Cory, an evil gleam in his eyes, Cory stares up at him, her lips quivering and her knees trembling, she inhales deeply and offers taker her hand. “May the best fighter win.”

Taker returns her handshake and grins. “I intend to.” Cory tugs at her hand, Taker squeezes her hand tightly, Cory winces, Taker releases her hand, and she scowls. Monica calls for the bell and hastily retreats to the ringside floor, not wanting to get caught between the two of them.

Cory and Taker circle one another, they grab each other in a collar and elbow tie up. Taker grins and shoves Cory onto her rear. Cory leaps to her feet and unloads a series of knife edged chops to Taker’s chest, driving him back towards the ropes. Taker bounces off the ropes and lands a Big Boot to Cory’s chest. Cory flops onto her back, she scrambles to her feet and charges headlong into Taker’s midsection. Taker stumbles back into the ropes. Cory tackles Taker sending them both crashing to the ringside floor.

Taker gets up first; he pulls Cory up by her hair and whips her into the security barrier. Cory grunts as her right knee smacks into the barrier, Taker nails Cory from behind with a Russian Leg Sweep. Taker pulls Cory up, Cory drives her fist into his midsection, he whips Taker face first into the steel corner post. Taker flops to the flop. Cory stomps taker’s chest, pulls him to his feet and whips him into the ring.

Cory hops up onto the top turnbuckle, taker sis up and gets to his feet, Cory dives off the turnbuckle and nails taker with a flying clothesline. Cory kips up and elbow drops Taker’s chest, she pulls Taker to his feet, Taker grabs Cory by the throat and shoves her back into the corner and hooks her arms over the top rope, and unloads a series of hard right hands to her torso. Cory kicks Taker between the legs. Taker staggers back and drops down to one knee.

Cory charges Taker and nails his chin with the Big Boot. Taker flops onto his back, Cory straddles his waist and pummels his midsection with her fists. Taker rakes Cory’s eyes, she screams and draws back rubbing at her eyes. Taker stands, grabs Cory by the throat and choke-slams her down hard onto the canvas. Kiana claps. “Finish her off.”

Taker sneers, pulls Cory up by her hair, Cory grabs Taker waists and connects with a belly to belly suplex. Cory stands up flexing her arms, and leg drops Taker across the throat, she scoops him up and body slams him over the top rope and onto the ringside floor, she drops to one knee clutching her lower back. Taker lurches to his feet, he leans against the apron, Cory bounces off the ropes and baseball slides across the ring, slams her heel into Taker’s chin. Taker staggers back and slumps against the security barrier.

Kiana runs around ringside and grabs the urn off the apron; Cory grabs Taker and whips Taker face-first into the steel corner post. Kiana charges and raises the urn over her head, Cory sees her coming out of the corner of her eye, she turns and knees Kiana’s groins, she lays Kiana out with a Stone Cold Stunner, and she bends down and screams in Kiana’s face. “I told you to stay out of this, I-

Taker grabs Cory by the hair and slams her forehead against the apron. Cory grunts and drops to her knees, Taker throws open the casket lid, he scoops up Cory and drops her into the casket, he goes to shut the lid, Cory sits up and punches his throats. Cory stands in the casket and nails Taker with a flying clothesline. Cory pulls Taker up by his wrist and leads him over to the casket, she goes to toss him in, and Taker nails her chin with his elbow. Cory staggers back, Taker charges; Cory sidesteps and rolls back into the ring. Taker climbs onto the apron. Cory knees his midsection and suplexes him to the canvas.

Cory stands and hits a lat spread, she grabs Taker’s ankle and rolls him into a single leg Boston Crab. Taker screams and pounds his fists on the canvas. Kiana staggers to her feet and grabs the urn, she slides into the ring and runs up behind Cory and nails the back of her head with the urn. Cory collapses onto her stomach, clutching her head. Taker rolls onto his side clutching his knee. Kiana screams. “Get up and finish her.”

Taker staggers to his feet, he pulls Cory up by her hair and nails her with an over-the-knee backbreaker. Cory clutches her lower back in agony, she rolls onto her stomach and crawls towards the edge of the ring. Taker stomps her lower back. Cory rolls off the apron and flops down onto the ringside floor. Taker leans over the ropes and drags his thumb across his throat.

Cory staggers to her feet, Taker slides out of the ring and rushes Cory, and Cory tackles Taker and spears him to the floor. Cory gets up and stomps Taker’s chest. Taker grabs Cory’s ankle and twists it hard. Cory drops down slamming her fist onto Taker’s chest, she stands up and and stomps taker’s knee, she pulls him up and whips him into the ring steps, Taker grunts as his knee strikes the side of the steps.

Cory rolls Taker into the ring, she climbs up to the top turnbuckle and hits a double biceps. Taker staggers to his feet, Cory dives off the turnbuckle, Taker catches her in midair and hits her with the Tombstone Pile driver. Cory lies spread-eagled on her back, staring up glossy eyed at the ceiling. Taker rolls Cory out of the ring, he drapes her over his right shoulder and lays her down in the casket and slams the lid shut. Monica calls for the bell and raises Taker’s arm in victory.

Kiana glomps Taker and kisses him on the lips. Taker grabs the rolling cart as Kiana grabs the urn, he rolls the casket up the ramp and onto the entrance stage. Hulk Hogan runs out onto the entrance stage and lunges at Taker shoving him off the stage, Taker plummets to the floor ten feet below. Kiana raises up the urn over her head and charges Hulk. Hulk grabs her by the throat, Kiana drops the urn and grasps Hulk’s forearm. Hulk wags a finger in her face. “You used to be a loyal Hulkamaniac. What happened to you, Kiana?”

“Forget you.” Kiana spits in Hulk’s eyes. Hulk releases her and wipes at his eyes. Kiana makes a beeline for the back, leaving Taker behind; she disappears behind the entrance curtain. Hulk scoops Cory out of the casket and carries her back to her dressing room, her head resting on Hulk’s chest.
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Christine Roth vs Hulk Hogan

Christine struts down the ramp in a tiger-skin bikini, striated muscles glistening with sweat, glances over at the stretcher at ringside then rolls into the ring, pushes herself to her feet, strikes a double bicep pose as she walks up beside Ref Cory Everson. Dropping her arms at her sides, she turns and stares up at the entrance stage, smirks, plants her fists on her hips.

Hogan walks down the ramp in his yellow tank-top and shorts, yellow boots with red socks, and Hulk Rules headband, he climbs up onto the apron, steps over the top rope, hits his signature pose, rips his yellow tank-top at the collar, tosses it into the stands where a lucky female fan snags it up. “What cha gonna do, Christine, when Hulkamania runs wild on you?”

Christine smirks, walks up to Hogan, places her right palm on his chest, she sighs. “Such muscles. Maybe you'll be a true gentleman and let me have the first shot.”
Hogan nods. “Of course. By all means, ladies first.” He said, clasping his hands behind his back, juts his chin.

“Thanks.” Christine pulls back her hand, clenches it into a fist, she lunges, slams her right fist against Hogan's chin.

Hogan grunts as he slams down onto his back. He sits up, rubbing his chin, glaring up at Christine. He staggers to his feet. “You packed quite a punch, but now you had your fun. I'm not going to hold-
Christine kicks Hogan in the stomach. Hogan doubles over. Christine bounces off the ropes, nails him with a standing leg drop to the back of his neck, Hogan slams down onto his stomach.

Hogan pushes himself to his knees. Christine watches from the corner, bent over, hands on knees, smirking. “I don't want you to hold back. I'm not going to hold back either. You better hit me with everything you got, or you'll be leaving here on the stretcher.”

Hogan charges. Christine reaches out to grab him. Hogan knees Christine's stomach. Christine doubles over, Hogan tucks Christine's head under his right armpit, presses his forearm against her throat in a front face-lock.

Christine pounds her left fist on Hogan's hip. Hogan plants her with a DDT. Christine grunts, rolls onto her back. Hogan sits up, flexes his arms. He grabs a handful of Christine's hair, pulls her to her feet.

Christine lunges, wraps her arms around his waist, squeezing him tightly in a painful bear-hug. Hogan groans, grasps Christine's shoulders. Christine smirks, hoists Hogan off his feet, shakes him like a rag-doll. Hogan groans.

Christine slams Hogan down onto his back, she bends over, jabs his chest with her forefinger. “What did I tell you about holding -

Hogan pokes Christine's eyes. Christine staggers back rubbing her eyes. Hogan pushes himself to his feet, charges, grabs Christie by the waist, rams her back into the corner. Christine grunts, hooks her arms around the top rope. Hogan mounts the second rope, raises his right fist, scowling as his right fist repeatedly connects with Christine's forehead.

Hogan hops down. Christine doubles over clutching her forehead. Hogan grabs her by the shoulders, Christine kicks Hogan in his stomach. Hogan staggers back. Christine grabs Hogan by the throat with both hands, hoists him off his feet, nails him with a choke-bomb. Christine lies across his stomach, hooks his legs.
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… Hogan kicks out. Christine pulls him up by his hair, Hogan slugs Christine's stomach. Christine grunts, slugs his jaw. Hogan grabs Christine by the throat one-handed, shoves her into the corner, knees her stomach. Hogan walks backwards to the center of the ring and charges. Christine spins out of his way, grabs the back of his head and slams his forehead against the top turnbuckle.

Hogan drops to one knee. Christine gyrates her hips, grabs him in a full nelson as he staggers to his feet. Hogan grimaces, clenches his fists. Christine slams him onto his back, leg drops his throat. Hogan sits up, rubbing his throat. Christine charges, drop kicks his upper back as he staggers to his feet. Hogan tumbles through the ropes, crashes down onto his stomach on the ringside floor.

Christine mounts the top turnbuckle, hits a double biceps pose, dives off, connects with an elbow to Hogan's lower back. Hogan groans, rolls onto his back. Christine pulls him up by his wrists, grabs him by the back of his neck, rams his face against the steel corner post. Hogan grunts, slams onto his back. Christine pulls Hogan up by his hair, Hogan elbows her chest. Christine staggers back, Hogan turns, grabs Christine in a side headlock, connects with a Running Bulldog.

Hogan rolls back into the ring, flexes his biceps. Christine pushes herself to her feet, crawls onto the apron, pulls herself up with the ropes. Hogan charges, Christine ducks, rams her shoulder into his stomach. Hogan staggers back, Christine steps through the ropes, grabs Hogan in a crushing Bearhug. Hogan flails his arms, presses his hands in Christine's face. Christine shakes him like a rag doll, slams him down onto his back.

Hogan sits up clutching his lower back, teeth gritted, he slowly pushes himself to his feet. Christine watches in the corner, arms folded across her chest, smirking, she walks up behind him, grabs him in a rer waist lock. Hogan rams his elbow against the side of her head. Christine grunt, staggers back. Hogan pivots on his heels, delivering a spinning backfist to Christine’s jaw.

Christine slams down onto her back. Hogan bounces off the ropes, leg drops Christine’s chest, makes the cover , hooking her legs.
1…
...2…
...Christine kicks out. Hogan sits up on his knees, pounds his fist on the canvas. Christine rolls onto her stomach, pushes herself to her knees. Hogan stands, grabs Christine’s right wrist, ulls her to her feet, whips her into the corner, charges at her, splashes her in the corner.

Christine falls onto her stomach. Hogan climbs up onto the top turnbuckle and crouches down. Christine staggers to her feet, turns. Hogan dives off the top turnbuckle, Christine catches him in mid-air, traps him in a over the knee backbreaker, pushes down on his chin and knees.

Hogan groans, flails his arms. Christine grins, shoves Hogan down onto his stomach. Christine straddles his upper back, keister drops his lower back, she grabs him in a Camel Clutch. Hogan groans, grits his teeth. Christine releases the hold, stands and stomps his upper back.

Hogan rolls into the corner, pulls himself up with the ropes. Christine charges, Hogan turns to face her, drives her back into the opposite corner with a barrage of knife edge chops. Hogan hooks her arms on the top rope, he mounts the middle rope, and delivers a barrage of right fists to the top of her head.

Christine unhooks her arms, shoves Hogan off, sending him slamming down onto his back. Christine doubles over clutching the top of her head. Hogan groans, and sits up. Christine charges, dropkicks his chest as he gets to one knee.

Hogan falls back, he rolls off the ring apron, and crouches on the ringside floor, he rummages under the ring as Christine approaches the ropes. Christine leans over the top rope. “Have you decided to hide. Come out, Hulk or-
Hogan emerges from under the apron wielding a fire extinguisher, he sprays Christine full force until it’s empty. Christine doubles over onto her knees, coughing wiping her eyes. Hogan climbs onto the apron, grabs a big handful of Christine’s hair and rakes her throat across the top rope as he leads her into the corner.

Christine slugs Hogan’s stomach, grabs the back of his head, slams his forehead onto the top turnbuckle. Hogan falls back, slams down onto the ringside floor. Christine climbs up onto the top turnbuckle, crouches down. Hogan taggers to his feet. Christine dives at Hogan, drops him with a flying clothesline.

Christine pushes herself to her feet, grabs Hogan’s wrists, pulls him up to his feet, delivers a barrage of knees to his stomach, whips him face first into the steel ring post. Hogan slams down onto his back. Christine hits a double biceps, pulls Hogan up by his hair, scoops him up, body slams him onto the steel ring steps.

Hogan groans, rolls onto his stomach, clutches his lower back. Christine smirks, presses her heel down on his lower back. Hogan groans, grits his teeth. Christine pulls Hogan up by his hair, tosses him onto the apron, rolls into the ring, pulls him up by his right wrist, whips him into the ropes.

On the rebound, Christine connects with a Sidewalk slam. Cristine pulls Hogan up by his hair, grabs him in a Bear hug. Hogan groans, flails his arms, presses his palms in Christine’s face. Christine sneers, squeezes him tighter, shakes him like a rag doll. Hogan groans, his arms drop at his side, his head lolls to one side.

Still squeezing the air out of him, Christine slowly lowers Hogan onto his back, mounts his waist. Ref Cory drops to her knees.
1….

…..2…

...3. Christine releases Hogan, stands, hits a most muscular pose, Ref Cory raises her right arm in victory. Christine grins, bows, blows a kiss to the crowd. Christine rolls out of the ring, slowly struts up the ramp, high-fiving fans.

Cory looks down at the unconscious Hogan, shakes her head, shrugs, bends down, and scoops him up in her arms, cradling him against her chest. Cory carries him out of the ring, up the ramp. “Nice effort, honey, you'll get her next time.”
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Nice to see this thread back,loved these stories
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Cory Everson vs Hulk Hogan 3

Cory walked out onto the stage to a huge ovation dressed in a pink bikini, she stopped at the foot of the ramp to pose for pictures with her fans, she rolled into the ring and flexed her massive vein covered arms, cameras flashed throughout the arena. Cory bowed to the crowd, she gestured for a microphone. “I'd like to thank all my adoring fans for coming to see me tonight. Without your support, I'd not be the person I am today.”

The crowd erupts into thunderous applause, Cory smiled and waited until the crowd fell silent, she locked her hands over her head and playfully wiggled her hips whipping the crowd into a frenzy. Cory walked over to the northeast corner of the ring, she mounted the top turnbuckle and hit a most muscular pose, she hops down and struts around the ring hitting several muscle poses. Cory stops in the center of the ring and blows kisses to the crowd. “I'm not scheduled for a match tonight but I want to entertain you in some way.”

The crowd starts chanting Cory Rules over and over. Cory raises up her right hand, the crowd fell silent. “You're the best crowd I've -

Cory falls silent as Hulk Hogan walks out onto the stage as his theme blares over the loudspeakers. Hogan stops at the foot of the ramp and hits his signature pose. “Cory, the last time we stepped into this ring you bested me. But now I've come to challenge you again. Will you accept?”

Cory looks to the crowd, they continue to chant her name. Cory walks over to the ropes and looks down at Hogan. “What kind of match?”

Hogan smirks and climbs onto the apron, they lock eyes. “Hardcore Falls Count Anywhere.”

Cory chews on her lower lip, she remembered the last time they had fought, it hadn't been an easy victory but she wasn't a woman who ducked fights. Cory leaned in close to Hogan's face and grinned. “I accept.”

Hogan climbs into the ring, they move into the center of the ring as referee Monica Brant runs out and joins them. Cory crouches down and holds her hands out in front of her chest, she grins. “Ready for another humiliating defeat.”

Hogan chuckles. “You wish.”

Monica signals for the starting bell. Cory and Hogan lock hands, arms bulging as they struggle to force the other to their knees. Cory gasps as her right knee touches the canvas, with a rush of adrenaline Cory pushes herself back onto both feet. Hogan grits his teeth as Cory forces him down onto both knees. Cory grabs Hogan in a side headlock pressing the side of his face against her chiseled shrink wrapped washboard abs. Hogan pushes himself back up onto his feet, he grabs Cory by her waist and hip tosses her onto the canvas. Cory rolls to her feet, she bounces off the ropes and knocks Hogan down with a running clothesline, she pulls him up by his hair and whips him into the corner, Hogan grunts as his upper back collides with the top turnbuckle. Cory pummels Hogan's midsection with her fists. Hogan slumps down,hooking his arms around the middle rope. Cory runs to the opposite corner, she rushes Hogan and slams her right hip into his face.

Hogan drops down onto his stomach and rolls out of the ring to catch his breath, he leans against the ring apron. Cory runs across the ring, she drops onto her rear and connects with a baseball slide to Hogan's chin, he falls back against the security barrier, Cory rolls out of the ring and pulls Hogan up by his hair, she slams his face down on the announcer's table. Hogan drops to one knee clutching his nose. Cory knees Hogan's chest.

Hogan lunges and grabs Cory by her waist, he shakes her like a ragdoll then hip tosses her over the security barrier, Cory lands on her stomach in the lap of a heavyset man, she looks up at him and chuckles, she gets to her feet, Hogan dives off the barrier and drops Cory with a flying forearm to the chest. Hogan scoops Cory up and lies her face up across the top of the barrier, Cory wails as Hogan pushes down on her forehead and knees, she flails her arms madly, Hogan pushes her back on the ringside floor, he climbs on top of the barrier as Cory staggers to her feet.

Cory turns just as Hogan dives off the barrier, Cory sidesteps the incoming drop kick, Hogan slams down onto his back. Cory stomps Hogan's chest. Hogan grabs Cory's ankles and jerks her legs out from under her, Cory flops onto her back. Hogan pulls Cory up by her wrist and whips her towards the ramp, Cory runs up the ramp, she stops and turns glaring at Hogan, nostrils flaring. Hogan struts up the ramp flexing his arms, Cory snickers and folds her beefy arms across her chest. Hogan rushes at Cory, Cory lunges and knees Hogan in the midsection, he doubles over, Cory shoves Hogan off the front of the stages sending him crashing 10 feet to the floor below, Cory back flips off the front of the stage and moonsaults down onto Hogan's chest.

Cory gets to her feet, she pumps her fists in the air, she drops to her knees beside Hogan and lies down across his chest, she hooks his right leg.

1…

...2…


… Hogan kicks out, Cory pulls him up by his arms and whips him face first against the side of the ramp, Hogan staggers back, Cory grabs Hogan by his hair and leads him up the ramp, she whips Hogan through the curtain leading backstage, as she pushes the curtain aside Hogan grabs her by her shoulders and knees her midsection, Cory doubles over, Hogan whips Cory down the backstage hallway, Cory bangs her right knee against a metal trashcan, she drops down onto her left knee and groans. Hogan grabs Cory by her hair and knees her chin . Cory flops onto her back, Hogan grabs her ankles, Cory pulls back on her knees and slams her feet against Hogan's chest, Hogan flops onto his back, Cory gets to her feet and elbow drops Hogan's chest.

Hogan sits up rubbing his chest, Cory drop kicks Hogan's upper back, he rolls onto his side, Cory pulls him up by his arms and head butts his forehead, Hogan staggers back, Cory rushes Hogan and spears him through the wall, they crash down onto the floor of the men's restroom, Cory pulls him up by his hair and shoves his face into the urinal bowl, Hogan gaps, he elbows Cory's chest, Cory grunts as she staggers back, Hogan rips the soap dispenser off the wall and slams it down on top of Cory's head, Cory staggers back into the nearest stall and flops down butt first on the toilet, Hogan unrolls a wad of toilet paper from the roll and stuffs it into Cory's mouth. Cory doubles over gagging.

Hogan pulls Cory out of the stall, he slams her face against the stall door, Cory slumps to her knees, Hogan grabs her by her hair, Cory elbows his midsection, she grabs Hogan by his hair and shoves his face into the toilet bowl, Hogan flails his arms, Cory pulls his face out of the toilet, Hogan spits water in her face, Cory staggers back rubbing her eyes. Hogan rams Cory's back against the edge of the sink, she grunts and drops to her knees. Hogan grabs Cory by her hair and leads her back into the hall, Cory sucker punches Hogan in the ribs, Hogan doubles over, Cory scoops Hogan up and body slams him onto the linoleum floor, she pulls him up by his wrist and slaps his face.

Hogan glares at Cory as he rubs his cheek and rushes Cory. Cory bats her eyes seductively, Hogan stops in mid stride and gawks at Cory as she gyrates her hips, Hogan shuffles up to Cory, Cory puckers her lips, Hogan leans in to kiss her, Cory throws up her hands to shove him back, their lips lock, Hogan shudders, Cory steps back blushing, she licks her lips. Hogan goes to hug Cory, Cory flips a lock hair from over her eyes, she lunges and shoulder tackles Hogan's midsection, she grabs Hogan by his arms and pulls him up, Hogan stomps the top of Cory's bare foot, Cory staggers back clutching her right foot.

Hogan grabs Cory by her hair and leads her down the hall, his whips her through the door leading into the pool area, he whips her towards the pool, Cory grabs the side of the diving board ladder and climbs up onto the diving board, she leans over and beckons to Hogan with her forefinger, Hogan scales the ladder, Cory inches back towards the edge of the diving board, Hogan rushes at Cory, Cory jumps back and grabs the front of the diving board, Hogan topples off and lands in the pool with a large splash. Cory pulls herself back onto the diving board, she flexes her rippling biceps and back flips into the pool, Hogan catches Cory in his arms and dunks her under water. Cory flails her arms.

Hogan pulls her head above water, tosses her over his right shoulder and carries her to the shallow end, Cory knees Hogan's chest, he pitches forward, sending them both splashing down. Cory grabs Hogan by his arms and pulls him back onto the floor surrounding the pool, she grabs a pool net and bashes Hogan across his back with the handle, she rolls him onto his back, straddles his waist as she presses the handle down onto his throat, Hogan digs his fingers into Cory's meaty forearms. Cory brings her right knee down hard on Hogan's midsection. Hogan snatches the net from Cory's grip and slams the handle against the side of her face, Cory rolls off of Hogan and staggers to her feet, Hogan grabs Cory by her hair and shoves her back into the pool. Cory climbs up onto the floor surrounding the pool and stamps her feet.

Hogan grabs Cory by her hair and leads her back into the hall, leaving behind a trail of water. Cory grabs Hogan by his waist and catches him in a bridging German suplex.

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...2…


… Hogan kicks out, Cory pulls him up by his hair and knees his chin. Hogan staggers back against the wall, Cory runs at him, Hogan sidesteps and slams Cory's face against the fire extinguisher hanging on the wall, Hogan pulls the extinguisher and sprays Cory I'm the face, Cory sits up rubbing her eyes. Hogan drops the extinguisher and scoops Cory up, he body slams her to the floor, he leg drops her across her throat, he makes the cover.


1…

...2…

… Cory gets her shoulder up, Hogan pulls Cory up by her hair and leads her into the parking garage, he whips her into the grill of a semi trick. Cory flops onto her rear, Hogan goes for another leg drop, Cory rolls out of the way, Hogan slams down onto his rear. Cory staggers to her feet, she scoops Hogan up and body slams him onto the hood of a jeep. Hogan sits up clutching his lower back. Cory climbs up onto the hood and knees Hogan in his chin. Hogan grabs Cory by her hair and tosses her to the concrete floor, he dives off the hood and elbow drops Cory's chest. Cory rolls onto her stomach, she staggers to her feet and nails Hogan with a knife edge chop to his chest. Hogan grabs Cory by her wrist and whips her into the driver's side door, she drops to her knees clutching her midsection. Hogan pulls Cory up by her hair, she elbows his midsection and grabs him in a side headlock.

Hogan drops to his knees gasping for air, Cory plants Hogan with a running bulldog, she straddles his back and grhim in the Camel clutch, tugging back hard on his chin. Ref Monica crouches beside Hogan asking if he wants to submit. Hogan screams no, he slowly staggers to his feet, Cory still clinging to his back, he tosses her to the floor with a hair mare takeover. Cory sits up clutching her back. Hogan pulls Cory up by her hair and shoves her head between his knees, Cory grabs the back of his knees and flips him onto his back, she scoops him up and body slams him onto the roof of a broken down Chevrolet. Hogan stands up on the car roof and dives off, Cory grabs Hogan in mid air and military press slams him onto the concrete floor, she pulls him up by his hair and leads him out of the parking garage and out onto the loading dock, she whips Hogan face first into the loading dock door.

Hogan drops to one knee, Cory grabs Hogan by his throat and shakes him wildly, Hogan flails his arms, Cory pulls him up onto his feet, she shoves him to the floor and stomps his groin, Hogan sits up rubbing his crotch, Cory pulls him up by his arms and knees his midsection, Hogan doubles over, Cory kneels in front of Hogan and strokes his hair, Hogan grabs Cory by her waist and squeezes her tightly. Cory groans and slaps Hogan's ears, Hogan lifts her back onto her feet and tosses her against the side of the forklift, Cory flops onto her back, Hogan climbs into the seat of the forklift, he loads a stack of pallets from off the floor and lowers the stack onto Cory's midsection, Cory grabs the bottom pallet and tips the stack over, Hogan climbs down out of the forklift and charges Cory as she pushes several pallets aside, Cory chucks a pallet at him, it slams longways against his chest knocking him onto his back.

Cory grabs Hogan by his arms and drags him over beside the dumpster, she pulls him up by his hair and slams his face against the side of the dumpster. Hogan staggers back, Cory grabs Hogan by his hair, Hogan grabs Cory by her bikini bottoms and wedgies her, Cory doubles over and grunts, Hogan grabs Cory by her waist and throat and flips her into the dumpster, Hogan climbs in and pulls her up by her hair, he grabs a rotten tomato off the dumpster floor and smooshes it in her face. Cory knees Hogan's groin, Hogan staggers back and slips in a puddle of pudding and flops onto his back, Cory grabs a chipped flower vase and smashes it against Hogan's chest. Hogan grabs a old pool cue and slams it against Cory's forehead. Cory rolls back onto her rear and staggers to her feet. Hogan sits up clutching his chest.

Cory climbs out of the dumpster, she drops down onto her feet and rolls the dumpster off the edge of the loading dock, Hogan rolls out onto the pavement, Cory dives off the edge of the loading dock and leg drops Hogan's throat, she lays his head in her lap and squeezes his neck between her tree trunk thighs. Hogan flails his arms, Cory tightens her grip, Hogan slaps Cory's thighs, Cory chuckles and runs her fingers through his hair. “Time to be a good boy and go to sleep, when you wake up I'll make it up to you.”

Hogan's arms droop at his sides, Ref Monica raises his right arm and let's go, his arm dropped to his side, she raises his right arm a second time, it drops again. As Hogan's arm drops to his side for a third time, Monica calls for the bell, she raises Cory's arm in victory. Cory staggers to her feet and pumps her fists, she grabs Hogan by his ankles and drags him back to her dressing room, she tosses him onto her bed, she grabs a long rope from the top drawer of her night stand and ties Hogan's wrists to the headboard, she straddles his waist and flexes her mighty massive rippling arms, Hogan groans as he starts coming to. Cory leans down and kisses his chest. “Relax Hulkster, I'll treat you real good.”

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Terri Gold vs Hulk Hogan 2

Terri sprints down the entrance ramp flexing her biceps, she's dressed in a yellow and blue vertical striped bikini, she slides into the ring and kips up, the struts from corner to corner, whipping the crowd into a frenzy as she hits a series of muscle poses. She stops beside Ref Molly Holly, folds her beefy arms across her chest.

Hulk walks out from the backstage hallway and strolls down the ramp, he rolls into the ring and stares at Terri.

Terri circles Hulk giving him the once over, she rubs her chin as she stops in front of him, eyeing his muscular chest. Terri grabs Hulk's shirt and rips it off, she twirls it over her head before tossing it into the crowd.

Hogan grabs Terri by her throat, Terri kicks him in the crotch, Hogan pulls his hand away and staggers back. Terri bounces off the ropes and dropkicks Hogan's chest, he staggers back and flops onto his back. Terri grabs Hogan by his arms and pulls him up, she whips him face first into the corner, she runs up behind him, Hogan spins around, Terri headbutts his midsection.

Hogan drops to one knee, Terri grabs Hogan by his hair and leads him over to the ropes, she rakes his face across the top rope and slams him onto his back. Terri straddles his waist, and pummels his chest and abs. Hogan puts a hand up to Terri's face and pushes. Terri rolls onto her back, catching herself on her elbows and shoulders, she lay on her back, feet flat on the canvas and knees up, she gazes defiantly at Hogan, he stands over her, and knee drops her waist.

Terri rolls onto her side, she pushes herself up onto her feet, Hogan grabs her from behind, wrapping his right arm around her throat. Terri elbows Hogan's chest, Hogan squeezes Terri's throat tighter, Terri drops to her knees and elbows his crotch, Hogan staggers back, Terri cups his chin in her hand, she presses her chest against his chest and knees his groin.

Hogan drops to one knee clutching his groin, Terri hops up onto the top turnbuckle and dives off, right arm outstretched at her side, Hogan springs to his feet, catching Terri by her waist in midair and bodyslams her onto the canvas. Terri rolls onto her side clutching her ribs. Hogan leaps up, left leg sticking straight out, Terri rolls out of the way, Hogan crashes down onto his rear.

Terri sits Hogan up by his hair, from behind she grabs Hogan in the Cobra clutch, Hogan thrashes his arms, Terri pulls him to his feet and knees his lower back, Hogan plants his feet flat on the canvas and pushes back, Terri staggers back into the ropes, Hogan tackles Terri by her waist, sending them both crashing to the ringside floor.

Terri rolls onto her stomach, she crawls under the apron, only her legs poking out. Hogan staggers to his feet, he grabs Terri by her ankles and pulls her out from under the ring, he pulls Terri up by her hair and spins her around to face her, Terri holds a small White aerosol can in his face and sprays mace in his eyes.

Hogan staggers back rubbing his face, Terri laughs and knees his groin. Hogan drops to one knee, tears streaming down his cheeks. Terri kneels down facing him, she puts her hands on his shoulders, she leans over and kisses his chin. Hogan blindly headbutts her forehead, Terri falls onto her back, Hogan grabs her by her ankles and leg drops her groin,

Terri staggers to her feet and leans against the edge of the ring apron, Hogan grabs her by her hair and drags her back into the ring, pulls her up to her feet and slaps her chest, Terri staggers back into the ropes, Hogan charges, Terri ducks down just as he reaches for her, and flips him over the top rope, he crashes down onto his stomach.

Terri rolls off the apron and stomps Hogan's left leg, Hogan crawls towards the ring steps, Terri reaches under the apron and pulls out a bamboo cane, she whips Hogan across the back with it, smiling deviously. Hogan pulls himself to his feet, Terri swings the cane down across his right shoulder. Hogan staggers back and collapses against the security barrier.

Terri shoves Hogan's head between her knees and grabs him by his waist, Hogan grabs the back of her knees and drops her onto her back. Terri rolls to her feet and slaps Hogan across his jaw. Hogan grabs Terri by her wrist and wags his finger in her face. Terri drops to one knee and headbutts his midsection.

Hogan doubles over, Terri delivers a standing leg drop across the back of his neck, Hogan flops onto his stomach. Terri grabs Hogan by his hair and drags him around the ringside floor and up the ramp, Hogan staggers to his feet and slaps her chest. Terri staggers back into the entrance curtain, Hogan chases after her as she retreats to the back hallway.

Terri ducks down behind the corner several feet down the hall, Hogan in hot pursuit. Terri jumps from around the corner and spears him through the wall, they tumble onto the women's restroom floor, Terri drags him by his hair and shoves his face into the toilet. Hogan flails his arms.

Hogan grabs the sides of the toilet, he glances up at Terri and spits toilet water in her face. Terri staggers back rubbing her eyes. Hogan grabs Terri by her hair and slams her forehead against the stall door. Terri staggers back, she turns, rips the towel dispenser off the wall and bashes Hogan across his chest with it. Hogan falls back into the stall, and collapses onto the toilet.

Terri grabs the toilet bowl brush and rubs it in Hogan's face. Terri grabs Hogan by his arms and pulls him back out into the hall, she scoops him up and bodyslams him through the catering table, Terri dumps a bowl of salsa over his head. Hogan grabs a loaf of bread and smashes it over her head.

Terri mounts his waist, she smashes a chocolate cake in his face. Hogan grabs Terri by her wrists and flips her onto her back, he knees her groin. Hogan pulls her up by her hair and whips her down the hall, she crashes through the double doors leading into the ladies locker room.

Hogan rushes at Terri, Terri rolls under the benches in the locker room, and runs into the showers. Hogan stops at the edge of the showers, Terri unhooks the back of her bikini top. Hogan stands silently gawking at Terri. Terri gestures to him, she bats her eyes. Hogan grins, he walks over to her and slides his arms around her waist. Terri chuckles and knees his groin, she turns on all the showers and slams him onto his back.

Hogan staggers on the slippery floor, Terri squirts body wash into Hogan's face. Dripping wet, Terri grabs Hogan by his waist, bear hugging him tightly. Hogan flails his arms. Terri presses her soaking breasts against his chest, despite the pain Hogan forces himself to smile. Terri slams him down onto his back, grabs his ankles and drags him back out into the hall.

Hogan jerks his ankles free, sweeps her legs, Terri flops onto her back. Hogan pulls Terri up by her hair and whips her down the hall, she crashes face first into the door leading into the boiler room, Hogan pulls open the door and pulls her up by her hair. Terri knees Hogan in the groin, and shoves him, he falls backward down the stairs, and lands beside the boiler. Terri slides down the stairs on her back, and rolls to her feet.

Hogan staggers to his feet, Terri reaches out to grab his wrist. Hogan knife edge chops Terri across the chest. Terri staggers back into the wall rubbing her chest. Hogan staggers over to the light switch and flicks it, plunging the room in total darkness.

Terri gropes around for the light switch, she reaches the light switch and flicks it back on, Hogan bashes his forearm across the back of her shoulders. Terri rolls onto her back, and shoves him back with her feet, Hogan staggers back, Terri grabs the back of his head and slams his face against the front of the boiler, Hogan grunts and drops to one knee. Terri grabs Hogan by his hair and drags him up the stairs, she scoops him up and rams his back against the extinguisher hanging on the wall.

Hogan rolls onto his side clutching his lower back. Terri screams as she stomps his left knee. Hogan grabs her by the ankles and pulls her down onto the floor, he rolls onto her stomach and hooks her legs.

1…

...2…

… Terri kicks out, Hogan pulls her up by her hair and leads her out to the parking lot, he lays her across the hood of a car and elbows her stomach. Hogan climbs up onto the hood, pulls Terri up by her hair and shoves her head between his knees, Terri pulls her head loose, she drops to her knees and headbutts his groin, lifts him up onto her shoulders and power bombs him through the windshield, he lays sprawled across the front seats, arms and torso covered in small cuts from the broken glass.

Terri rolls off the hood, opens the driver side door, pulls him out of the car by his wrists and lays him on the hot pavement. Hogan winces as Terri stomps his right elbow. Terri pulls him up by his hair, leads him around to the back of the car and slams his face against the trunk.

Hogan collapses onto the trunk, Terri grabs Hogan by his wrist and whips him into the lawn, he falls forward onto the damp grass, sprinklers going full stream. Terri rips up a clump of grass and smooshes it in his face. Hogan spits out the grass and rubs his eyes. Terri leans over Hogan and slaps him across the face. Hogan staggers to his feet and collapses against a massive tree trunk, Terri breaks off a low hanging branch and whips him across the back with it.

Hogan grabs her by the wrist, yanks the branch out of her hand, he crouches down and lays her across his right knee, pulls down the back of her bikini bottom, and swats her across her firm chiseled glutes. Terri flails her arms, she rolls off Hogan's knee, and crawls across the grass, pulling up her bikini bottom, she staggers to her feet, grabs a trashcan and tosses it at him, Hogan staggers back as the trashcan slams against his chest, he drops onto his rear.

Terri dropkicks Hogan's chest as he staggers to his feet, he falls backward into the bumper of a pickup trunk, Terri lowers the tailgate, scoops him up and tosses him into the bed of the pickup. Terri climbs up, she lifts him up onto her shoulders and dives off the bed power bombing him onto the pavement.

Hogan writhes in agony on the pavement. Terri pulls him up by his arms and knees his groin. Hogan doubles over clutching his groin. Terri grabs a handful of hair, leads him back into the arena, they trade blows as they battle back towards the ring area. Hogan staggers out onto the entrance stage, Terri throws an arm over the back of his shoulders, she jumps off the front of the entrance stage and bulldogs him to the floor beside the ramp.

Terri rolls onto her stomach and pushes herself up onto her feet, she drags him by the wrists and props him up against the ring steps, she rolls into the ring and grabs him by the hair and pulls him into the ring, she leans him in the corner and flexes her rippling biceps. Terri moves to the opposite corner and charges at Hogan, she connects with a handspring elbow to his chest.

Hogan staggers out of the corner, he falls forward onto his stomach. Terri straddles his back, locks her hands around his chin, and tugs back hard on his head. Hogan screams in agony as Terri laughs. “Come on, Hulkster. Give up, you won't escape my Camel clutch, but not just yet, I'm having way too much fun.” She leans down and kisses the back of his head. With the ropes out of reach, Hogan screams and submits.

Terri releases him, she stands as Molly raises her arm in victory. Terri skips around the ring, flexing her arms. She stops beside Hogan and smirks down at him, she crouches down and strokes his back. “This is payback, do you think I'd settle for a draw like last time.” She plants a foot on Hogan's upper back and pumps her fists in the air. Satisfied with her victory, Terri rolls out of the ring, walks up the ramp, she stops as she reaches the curtain, she turns back around and blows Hogan a kiss, then walks back to her dressing room.

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What about Torrie Wilson vs the undertaker in a I quit match
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Gina Davis vs Rusev

Gina struts down the ramp in a red bikini, she grabs the ropes, pulls herself up onto the apron, waves to the cheering crowd, climbs into the ring and walks up beside Ref Lana, she folds her arms across her chest and glares up at the entrance stage.

Rusev sprints down the ramp, rolls into the ring, rolls to his feet. He clenches his fists and glares back at Gina.

Gina smirks, hits a double biceps pose. Rusev sneers, charges. Gina ducks his clothes, pounces onto his back, wraps her legs around his waist, wraps her arms around his throat. Rusev staggers around the ring, flailing his arms. Rusev runs backwards into the corner, ramming Gina's back against the turnbuckles.

Gina grunts, she tightens her grip around Rusev's throat. Rusev drops to one knee. Gina unwraps her legs from around his waist, drives her right knee into his lower back. Rusev grasps Gina's forearms, pries her arms from around his throat.

Gina steps back into the corner, squats down. Rusev turns, snarls , charges. Gina sidesteps out of his path, Rusev collides chest first into the top turnbuckle, he staggers back. Gina grabs him in an inverted face-lock, clubs his chest with her left forearm, driving him onto his back.

Gina grins, rubs her right foot in his face. Rusev grabs her ankle. Gina flails her arms. Rusev staggers to his feet, still clutching Gina's ankle. Gina nails him with an Enzuigiri. Rusev slams down onto his stomach. Gina keister drops Rusev's lower back, grabs him in a Camel Clutch.

Rusev groans, clenches his fists. Gina wrenches back on Rusev's chin. Rusev cries out, rock his body sideways. Gina stands, stomps his upper back. Rusev rolls onto his back. Gina bends down, jabs his chest with her forefinger. “I'm enjoying this, Rusev! Aren't -

Rusev sits up, slugs Gina's stomach. Gina staggers back. Rusev scrambles to his feet, grabs Gina's right wrist, whips her into the ropes, on the rebound, nails her with a Big Boot to the chest. Gina slams down onto her back. Rusev grabs a handful of Gina's hair, pulls her up onto her feet, shoves her back into the corner.

Rusev struts to the center of the ring, turns towards Gina, pounds his fists on his chest, charges with his right shoulder leaning forward. Gina drops down onto her stomach, rolls off the apron, Rusev howls as his right shoulder connects with the steel ring post, he staggers back clutching his shoulder.

Gina rolls back into the ring, sits up on her knees, beckons to Rusev with her right hand. Rusev charges, Gina head butts his stomach. Rusev staggers back, Gina springs to her feet, scoops Rusev up, body-slams him onto the mat. Gina pulls him up by his hair, tucks his head between her legs, hits a double biceps pose.

Rusev clutches the backs of Gina's knees, jerks her off her feet, she slams onto her back. Rusev grabs Gina's ankles, rolls her over into a Boston Crab. Gina groans, teeth gritted, reaches for the bottom rope, but it's just out of reach.

Ref Lana kneels in front of Gina. “Do you give?”

Gina groans, shakes her head, she pushes her torso up off the mat, rolls over onto her back, jerks her legs free, shoves Rusev chest with her feet, Rusev slams onto his back. Gina staggers to her feet, rubs her right knee. Rusev leaps to his feet, charges, Gina sweeps his ankles, he slams down onto his stomach.

Gina straddles Rusev's lower back, presses her right foot on his lower back, bends down, pulls back on his wrists. Rusev groans, shakes his head. Gina grins, teeth gritted, wrenches back further on his wrists. Rusev screams, shakes his head, clenches his fists.

Gina releases his wrists, steps back into the corner, blows a kiss to the cheering crowd. Rusev pushes himself up onto his hands and knees. Gina runs up and dropkicks his ribs. Rusev grunts and rolls off the apron, lands on his back on the ringside floor.

Gina leans over the top rope, lips pouted, shaking her head. “Come on, Big Boy, Can't you handle little old me.” Gina chuckles.

Rusev lurches to his feet, lunges, grabs Gina's ankles through the ropes, jerks her off her feet. Gina slams onto her back. Rusev pulls her halfway off of the ring, clubs her stomach with his forearms. Gina wraps her legs around his waist. Rusev applies a claw-hold to her abdomen. Gina groans, shakes her head. Rusev jerks Gina off the apron, slamming her onto her back, reapplies the claw-hold to her abdomen.

Gina writhes on the ringside floor, Rusev grins, pulls his hand back, slugs Gina's abdomen, pulls her up by her hair, grabs the nape of her neck, Gina drives her elbow into the side of his jaw. Rusev staggers back. Gina rams Rusev's back against the security barrier, he drops down onto his rear, clutches his lower back.

Gina repeatedly stomps his chest, he throws up his forearms to shield his body. Gina stomps his his forehead. Rusev slumps onto his side. Gina leans down, presses the sole of her right foot on his throat. Rusev flails his arms, gasping for air.

Gina pulls her foot from off his throat, pulls him up by his wrists, whips him face-first into the steel ring post, he slams down onto his back, clutching his forehead. Gina pulls him up by his hair, whips him back into the ring. Rusev staggers to his feet. Gina pulls herself onto the apron.

Rusev grabs two big handfuls of Gina's hair, tosses her back into the ring on her back, he elbow drops her stomach, hooks her right leg.

1...

...2...

...Gina kicks out. Rusev growls, sits up on his knees, slaps Gina's stomach, applies a claw-hold to her abdomen. Gina moans, clutches Rusev's wrist. Rusev grabs a handful of Gina's hair, pulls her up to her feet, whips her into the corner, charges. Gina lunges, spears Rusev to the canvas.

Gina pushes up to her feet, bounces off the ropes, leg drops his throat. Gina kips up, sit down beside him, wraps her legs around his throat. Rusev flails his arms, gasps for air. Gina grins, bobs her head, hits a double biceps pose. Rusev flails his legs. Gina tightens her grip.

Rusev gets a foot on the bottom rope. Gina releases the hold, pulls him up by his hair, Mongolian chops his shoulders. Rusev drops to his knees, head butts her stomach. Gina drops to one knee. Rusev knife-edge chops Gina's chest. Gina grunts, delivers an elbow smash to his chest. Rusev counters with a head butt to Gina's forehead.

Gina falls onto her back. Rusev staggers to his feet, grabs Gina's ankles, rolls back catapulting her halfway across the ring slamming her down onto her stomach. Gina groans, pushes herself up onto her knees, Rusev grabs her in a Cobra Clutch.

Gina groans, flails her legs. Rusev pulls Gina to her feet, slams her down onto her rear, drives his right knee into her back, grasps her by the chin and wrenches her head to the side. Gina screams, flails her arms. Rusev stands, pulls Gina up by her hair, grabs her right wrist and applies the Hammerlock.

Gina groans, shakes her head, drives her left elbow into Rusev's ribs. Rusev snarls, leads Gina over to the ropes, hangs Gina over the second rope, hooks his right leg over the back of her neck and pulls up on the second rope. Gina flails her arms, gasps for air.

Rusev grabs Gina by the waist, connects with a Bridging German Suplex.

1...

...2...

...Gina kicks out, Rusev stands, pulls Gina up by her hair, Gina nails him with an Uppercut, Rusev staggers back, Gina wraps her arms around his waist and squeezes tightly. Shakes him like a rag doll. Rusev slaps Gina's ears. Gina snarls, hoists him up, nails him with a sit-out spine-buster.

1...

...2...

...Rusev kicks out. Gina pulls him up by his hair, tucks his head under her right armpit, hoists him up vertically, nails him with a Brain-buster. Gina pulls Rusev up by his right wrist, whips him into the ropes, on the rebound she nails him with the Sweet Chin Music. Rusev lies spread-eagle on his back.

Gina smirks, plants her right foot on his chest, hits a most muscular pose.

1...



...2..



...3. Ref Lana raises Gina's right arm in victory. Gina waves, blows a kiss to the crowd. Gina walks towards the ropes,, climbs out onto the apron and takes a bow, she hops down, shakes hands and high-fives with fans as she sprints up the ramp.
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Welcome back,hope u will do this one
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are you rooting for Torrie or the Undertaker?
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are you rooting for Torrie or the Undertaker?

I'm a maledom fan 😆
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