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I also have an idea for a Wendy Lindquist vs Hulk Hogan maledom story.
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More maledom stories please
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Wendy Lindquist vs Ben Bowers

Wendy struts out onto the entrance stage, dressed in a blue bikini, she blows kisses as she struts down the ramp, she rolls into the ring, rolls to her feet, walks up beside Ref Gina Davis, folds her arms across her chest, glances over at the entrance ramp.


Ben sprints down the ramp dressed in a red speedo, he slides into the ring, rolls to his feet, grins at Wendy. “I’m looking forward to our match.”

Wendy smirks, drops her arms at her sides, she walks up to Ben and gives him the once over. “You don’t look very strong, Are you sure you want to do this. There’s no shame in backing out now.”

Ben shakes his head. “Nah, I’ll take my chances. So let’s go ahead and do this.” Ben hits a double biceps pose, the crowd cheers.

Wendy presses her breasts against Ben’s chest, licks her lips. “So, what do you want if you manage to beat me? There’s not much that I’ll refuse.” Wendy steps back and shakes her hips.

Ben furrows his brows in contemplation. “I’m not sure yet. Can I decide after the match?”

Wendy sighs. “Sure, why not. But first you have to beat me.” Wendy raises her fists in front of her face. “No more stalling, handsome. Let’s do this.”

Ref Gina signals for the bell.

Wendy throws a fist at Ben. Ben sidesteps and grabs Wendy’s wrist, whips her into the ropes. Wendy bounces off the ropes. Ben goes for a clothesline, Wendy ducks Ben’s outstretched arm, grabs him in a rear waist lock. Ben grasps Wendy’s wrists, pries her arms from around his waist, turns on his heels, kicks Wendy in the stomach.

Wendy staggers back into the ropes. Ben charges as Wendy rebounds off the ropes, knocks her onto her rear with a running clothesline. Wendy grunts as her back hits the mat. Ben goes for an elbow drop. Wendy rolls to the side, kips up.

Ben scrambles to his feet, lunges, slams his fist into Wendy’s stomach. Wendy doubles over, Ben grabs the nape of Wendy’s neck, slams his forearm against her upper back. Wendy drops down onto her stomach. Ben leans over, grabs a handful of Wendy’s hair, pulls her to her feet. Ben shouts in her face. “Did you think this would be easy?”

Wendy slaps Ben across the jaw. Ben snarls, grabs Wendy by the shoulders, shoves her backwards into the corner. Ben rams his knee into Wendy’s stomach, hooks her arms on the top rope. Ben grabs the top rope, presses his right feel on Wendy’s stomach.

Wendy groans, shakes her head. Ben lowers his foot, walks to the center of the ring and charges full sprint, thrusts his right shoulder into Wendy’s chest. Wendy staggers out of the corner. Ben grabs her in a side headlock, connects with a running Bulldog.

Wendy groans, rolls onto her back, grimacing in pain. Ben pushes himself to his feet, rubs his heel in Wendy’s face. Wendy grabs Ben’s ankle. Ben jerks his ankle free, stomps Wendy’s left bicep. Wendy grunts, staggers to her feet.

Ben walks to the corner and leans back, elbows propped on the top rope, looks at Wendy with a smug grin on his face. Wendy glares at Ben, she charges, Ben attempts to move out of the way, but Wendy catches him with a running headbutt to his chest. Ben grunts, and drops down onto his rear, hooks his arms over the bottom rope.

Wendy leans downs, smirking, cupping his chin in her hand. “You like to play rough, huh. Well, so do I.” Wendy turns and rubs her firm glutes in Ben’s face. Ben writhes with delight as her glutes rub against his face. Wendy pulls her rear from Ben’s face, she glances down at him and chuckles. “Oh, you enjoyed that. I can’t say I blame you. My glutes are some of the best you’ve ever seen.”

Ben grins. Wendy walks to the center of the ring, seductively wiggling her hips. Ben staggers to his feet, he charges a distracted Wendy. Wendy turns just in time for Ben to connect with the Spear, Wendy grunts as the back of her hits the mat. Ben mounts Wendy’s waist, hits a double biceps pose.

Wendy places her plms on Ben’s stomach, starts rubbing his deeply chiseled abs. Ben grins, then grabs Wendy’s wrists, he pulls Wendy to her feet. Wendy lunges, rams her knee into Ben’s stomach. Ben grunts, shoves Wendy into the ropes. Wendy rebounds off the ropes, drops Ben with a running lariat.

Wendy straddles Ben’s chest, rubs her chest, keister drops Ben’s stomach. Ben grunts, grabs Wendy’s wrists, rolls her onto her back, knee drops her stomach. Wendy groans, clutches her stomach. Ben grabs Wendy’s wrist, pulls her to her feet, whips her into the ropes. Wendy rebounds off the ropes and clotheslines Ben.

Ben scrambles to his feet, Wendy charges at him. Ben drops onto his stomach and catches Wendy with a Drop Toe Hold. Ben rolls to his feet, grabs Wendy’s ankles and flips her over into a Boston Crab. Wendy groans as she claws at the canvas. Frantically, Wendy starts dragging herself towards the ropes, forcing Ben to take several small steps backwards.

With a great burst of energy, Wendy reaches out and grasps the bottom rope with both hands. Looking over his shoulder, Ben sees Wendy clutching the rope and releases her. Shaking his head, Ben grabs Wendy by her ponytail and pulls her up to her knees.

Ben stands behind Wendy, he grabs her by the wrists, places a heel on her upper back, and pulls back on her arms. Wendy grimaces, teeth gritted, her shoulders throbbing in pain. Ben pulls back harder on her arms. Wendy screams. Ben grins. “Say it, Wendy, say it.”

Wendy lowers her head, eyes shut, shakes her head. “No, I won’t give up, not to you.”

Scowling, Ben releases Wendy’s wrists. Wendy doubles over clutching her aching shoulders. Ben leans down beside her, cups her chin in his hand. “I’m going to make you submit. You can count on that.” Ben grins then kisses Wendy on the lips, he draws back and shoves Wendy onto her back, knee drops her stomach.

Groaning, Wendy clutches her stomach, she rolls over and crawls towards the ropes. Ben watches her with a smug grin, then slowly struts up beside up. Wendy pulls herself to her feet with the aid of the ropes. Ben grabs her in a side headlock. Wendy delivers a series of stiff elbow shots to Ben’s chest.

Ben drops Wendy with a Russian Leg Sweep. Wendy lies on her back, clutching the nape of her neck. Ben sits up on his knees, lies across Wendy and hooks her legs.

ONE…

TWO…

…. Wendy kicks out at the last second. Ben rises to his feet, grabs Wendy by the wrist and pulls her to her feet. Wendy bashes her forearm against Ben’s chest. Ben grunts and staggers back into the ropes. Wendy charges, thrusting her shoulder into his stomach. Ben falls through the ropes and tumbles to the ringside floor.

Wendy climbs out onto the apron, one hand clutching the top rope, she blows a kiss to the crowd. Ben staggers to his feet. Wendy leaps off the apron, Ben catches Wendy in his arms, rams her back-first into the steel corner post, he holds onto Wendy and lies her on the apron.

Ben rolls back into the ring, grabs Wendy’s wrists, drags her into the center of the ring, pulls her up by her wrists, tucks her head between his knees, hoists her up and plants her with a Piledriver. Wendy lies spread-eagle on her back.

Ben smirks, bounces off the ropes and splashes Wendy, he hooks her legs.

ONE….

TWO….

THREE!!!

Ben rises to his feet, Ref Gina raises his arm in victory. Ben bows to the booing crowd, he kneels beside Wendy and grins. “Wendy, you said if I win I could have anything I want. Well, I just want to spend the night cradling you in my arms.”

Ben scoops Wendy up, carries her out of the ring and up the ramp. Wendy staring groggily at the ceiling, her head resting against his chiseled chest.


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Wendy Lindquist vs Hulk Hogan

Wendy walks out onto the entrance stage dressed in a black bikini, the crowd cheers as she strolls down the ramp, shaking hands with fans, signing autographs and posing for pictures. She rolls into the ring, sits up on her knees, and hits a double biceps pose. Cameras flash as she stands and shakes her hips. Wendy walks up beside Ref Cory Everson and folds her arms across her chest, she looks over at the entrance ramp and frowns.

Hogan struts out in a pair of yellow spandex shorts and red sneakers, he sprints down the ramp and slides into the ring. Hogan pushes himself up onto his feet, leers at Wendy and grins, he approaches Wendy slowly, right hand outstretched. “Thanks for agreeing to this No Holds Barred match. May the best person win.”

Wendy stands with her hands on her hips, staring at Hogan’s hand. She looks to the crowd for approval. The crowd cheers. Wendy chews nervously on her lower lip, reaches out and grasps Hogan's right hand and shakes it. “Don’t hold back just because I’m a woman.”

Hogan grins, he leans in and whispers in Wendy’s ear. “I don’t intend to.” He squeezes Wendy’s hand tightly, pulls her towards him, wraps his muscular arms around her waist.

Ref Cory signals for the bell.

Hogan squeezes Wendy in a tight bearhug, Wendy grimaces, pushes her palm in his face. Hogan rams his knee into Wendy’s groin and releases her.

Wendy grunts, drops to one knee, clutches her groin.

Hogan raises his fists in the air, slams them down on Wendy’s shoulders. Wendy grunts and slams down onto her back. Hogan runs towards the ropes, bounces off the ropes and goes from the leg drop.

Wendy rolls out of the way, Hogan slams down onto his rear. Wendy pushes herself to her feet. Hogan staggers to his feet. Wendy runs up behind Hogan, grabs him in a sleeperhold. Hogan flails his arms. Wendy sneers, tightens her grip.

Hogan clutches Wendy’s forearm. Wendy rams her knee into Hogan’s lower back. Hogan grunts, drops to one knee. Wendy releases Hogan, shoves him onto his stomach, she keister drops his waist and grabs him in a Camel Clutch. Hogan groans, clenches his fists.

Wendy releases Hogan, pulls him up by his hair, bashes his chest with her forearm. Hogan staggers back into the ropes, Wendy charges with her right arm outstretched at her side, Hogan ducks Wendy’s clothesline, grabs her in a rear waistlock, connects with a German Suplex.

Wendy lands awkwardly on her right shoulder, she groans and rolls onto her side, clutches her shoulder. Hogan pulls Wendy up by her hair, whips her into the ropes, Wendy bounces off the ropes and charges Hogan, Hogan nails her with a Big Boot to the chest.

Wendy slams down onto her back. Hogan races towards the ropes, he bounces off and goes for the leg drop. Wendy just barely manages to roll out of the way. Hogan slams down onto his rear. Wendy staggers to her feet, she bounces off the ropes and dropkicks Hogan’s chest as he rises to his feet.

Hogan staggers back into the ropes, Wendy charges and thrusts her right shoulder into his stomach. Hogan falls back through the ropes and crashes to the ringside floor. Wendy drops to one knee, clutches her right shoulder, shrugging off the pain she climbs out onto the apron.

Hogan staggers to his feet. Wendy dives off the apron, drops Hogan with a Flying Cross Body. Wendy rises to her feet, Hogan sits up, clutching his lower back. Wendy delivers a few shin kicks to Hogan’s chest. Wendy goes for one last shin kick, but Hogan grabs her ankle in both hands, he staggers to his feet. Wendy shakes her head and flails her arms in front of her. “Don’t do it, Hogan.”

Hogan sneers at Wendy. “No holding back, beautiful.” Hogan says, he raises his right hand and slams his fist down on Wendy’s captured leg. Wendy grunts as Hogan releases her ankle, Hogan lunges and rams Wendy back-first against the edge of the ring apron. Wendy grunts and drops to her knees.

Hogan grabs Wendy’s wrist and pulls her to her feet, whips her towards the steel ring steps. Wendy stumbles head long into the side of the steel ring steps, she lies on her stomach, clutching her forehead. Hogan grabs a handful of Wend’s hair, pulls her to her feet. Wendy bashes Hogan’s jaw with her elbow. Hogan grunts as he staggers back.

Wendy connects with a spinning back fist to the side of Hogan’s jaw. Hogan slams down onto his back. Wendy lifts up the apron skirt and rummages under the ring, she pulls out a kendo stick and whacks Hogan across the stomach as he staggers to his feet. Hogan doubles over with a grunt. Wendy whacks him across his upper back. Hogan slams down onto his stomach.

Wendy hits a double biceps pose, the crowd cheers. Wendy starts high-fiving fans in the front row. Hogan staggers to his feet, sneaks up behind a distracted Wendy and grabs her in a Full Nelson. The kendo stick falls from Wendy’s hand.

Wendy groans, Hogan leads Wendy up beside the announcer’s table. Hogan slams Wendy down onto her back. Wendy rolls onto her side, clutching her lower back. Hogan pulls Wendy up by her hair, slams her forehead on the top of the announcer’s table. Wendy staggers back clutching her forehead.

Hogan scoops Wendy up, lies her across the top of the announcer’s table, he climbs up onto the table, pulls Wendy up by her hair, shoves her head between his knees, hooks her arms, and sends her through the table with the Pedigree.

Wendy lies among the pieces of the shattered table, Hogan grabs Wendy’s wrists, pulls her to her feet, Wendy rams her knee into Hogan’s groin. Hogan grunts and doubles over. Wendy staggers towards the ring and leans against the apron, resting to catch her breath.

Hogan walks up behind Wendy, Wendy spots him out of the corner of her eye, bashes Hogan’s chin with her elbow. Hogan staggers back, Wendy lunges and drops Hogan with the Spear. Wendy rises to her feet, stomps Hogan’s chest. Wendy staggers towards the ring, rolls up onto the apron’ lies on her back giving herself time to catch her breath.

Hogan staggers to his feet, he staggers towards the ring as Wendy pulls herself to her feet with the aid of the ropes. Hogan reaches into the ring and grabs Wendy’s ankles, he jerks her off her feet. Wendy slams down onto her back with a loud grunt. Hogan rolls onto the apron, pulls himself to his feet, stomps Wendy’s left knee.

Wendy grunts and hugs her knee to her chest. Hogan grabs Wendy’s wrists, pulls her to her feet. Wendy headbutts Hogan’s forehead, Hogan grunts and slaps Wendy across the jaw. Wendy slams her fist into Hogan’s stomach. Hogan doubles over clutching his stomach. Wendy grabs the Hulkster in a front facelock, and plants him with a DDT. Wendy rolled the stunned Hogan onto his back, then went for the pin, hooks his legs.

ONE…

.... Hogan lifts his shoulder off the canvas. Wendy sits up on her knees, pounds Hogan’s stomach with her fists, then applies a clawhold to his stomach. Hogan groans and writhes in pain as Wendy’s fingers dig into the skin over his deeply creviced abdominals. Wendy grins. “Are you ready to give up, Hulk?”

Hogan shakes his head, his presses a palm in Wendy’s face and shoves her off, Wendy rolls back onto her back. Hogan sits up and rises to his feet, he grabs Wendy’s ankles and kicks the back of her left knee. Wendy grunts, pulls her knees to her chest, thrusts her feet into Hogan’s stomach.

Hogan staggers back. Wendy rolls to her feet, drives Hogan back into the corner with a series of knife-edge chops to his chest. Wendy grabs him by the waist and sits him on the top turnbuckle, she mounts the middle rope, grabs him in a front facelock, connects with a Superplex. Hogan slams down onto his back, Wendy rolls on top of him and hooks his legs.

ONE….

TWO…
….Hogan kicks out at the last second. Wendy sits up on her knees, shakes her head in frustration, grabs Hogan’s wrists and pulls him to his feet, she whips him into the ropes. Hogan bounces off the ropes and drops Wendy with a running lariat.

Wendy sits up clutching her lower back. Hogan kneels behind Wendy, grabs her in a Cobra Clutch. Wendy groans as she flails her legs. Hogan pulls Wendy to her feet, slams her down onto her back. Wendy sits up clutching her lower back. Hogan grabs her wrists from behind, plants a heel on her upper back, pulls back on her arms.

Wendy groans, shaking her head as she flails her legs. Hogan releases Wendy’s wrists. Wendy scrambles to her feet, turns and rams her right shoulder into Hogan’s stomach, forcing him back into the corner. Wendy hooks Hogan’s arms on the top rope, mounts the middle rope, pummels his forehead with her left fist.

Hogan shoves Wendy, Wendy slams down onto her back. Hogan mounts the top rope as Wendy staggers to her feet. Hogan dives off and nails Wendy with a Double Ax handle smash to her forehead. Wendy slams down onto her back, clutches her forehead.

Hogan races towards the ropes, he bounces off and leg drops Wendy’s chest. Wendy grunts, sits up rubbing her chest. Hogan grabs a handful of Wendy’s hair, pulls her to her feet. Hogan whips Wendy into the ropes, Wendy rebounds off the ropes, Hogan drops her with a Thesz press, pummels her stomach with both fists.

Wendy grabs Hogan’s wrists. Hogan grins, stands and knee drops Wendy’s stomach. Wendy groans, rolls onto her side, clutches her stomach. Hogan pulls Wendy up by her wrists, grabs her in a front facelock, hoists her up in a vertical suplex, and plants her with a Brainbuster suplex.

Wendy lies spread-eagle on her back, head lolling to one side. Hogan pulls Wendy up by her feet, he kneels on one knee, lies Wendy face down over his bended knee, and spanks her on her rear. Wendy moans weakly as Hogan gives her one last firm swat on her rock hard glutes.

Hogan shoves Wendy off his knee, Wendy lands on her back. Hogan rolls Wendy onto her stomach, grabs Wendy in a Double Arm Chicken wing. Wendy groans, shakes her head. Ref Cory crouches in front of Wendy. “Do you want to give up, Wendy?”

Wendy shakes her head, grits her teeth. “No.”

Ref Cory smirks. “Bad move on your part, Wendy.”

Hogan hoists Wendy up, slams her down onto her stomach. Wendy lies on her stomach, starts crawling towards the ropes. Hogan walks up beside Wendy, stomps her lower back, pulls her up by her hair, hoists her up and drapes her across the back of his shoulders in a Torture Rack.

Wendy screams, helpless to escape Hogan’s clutches. Hogan struts around the ring from corner to corner, Wendy groans through gritted teeth. Unable to resist the pain any longer. Wendy taps out.

Ref Cory signals for the bell. Hogan releases wendy. Wendy slides down off the back of Hogan’s shoulder and slams down onto her stomach. Hogan hits a most muscular pose. Ref Cory raises Hogan’s arm in victory.

Hogan grins, he turns and looks down at Wendy. He pulls Wendy up by her hair, stands behind her and grabs her in an Abdominal Stretch. Wendy screams, flails her free arm. Hogan bobs his head, then grabs Wendy in a Crossface Chicken wing, wraps his legs around her waist, causing her to topple to the mat.

Wendy’s head lolls to one side, her eyes glaze over. Hogan releases the hold, pushes himself to his feet, straddles Wendy’s neck, and kneels down, his groin pressing against her face. Ref Cory chuckles and claps. “Okay, Hogan. I think she’s had enough.”

Hogan nods, he stands, looks down at Wendy and smirks. “You’re right. But I had a lot of fun tonight. I hope she challenges me again.” Hogan leans over, pats Wendy on the jaw. “I look forward to next time.”

Hogan rolls out of the ring, Ref Cory follows right behind him. They walk up the ramp, holding hands and laughing loudly.

Wendy lies spread-eagle on her back, slowly stirring to wakefulness.


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Hulk Hogan vs Dallas

Dallas walks out onto the entrance stage to a standing ovation, dressed in her AG attire, hits a most muscular pose. Hogan runs out grabs Dallas’s left shoulder. Dallas pivots on her heels, Hogan kicks her in the stomach. Dallas doubles over, Hogan shoves Dallas’s head between his knees, connects with a pile-driver. Dallas rolls down the entrance ramp in a daze.

Hogan strolls down to the base of the ramp, pulls Dallas up by her hair, leads her to the ring, slams her forehead against the ring apron. Dallas drops to her knees. Hogan pulls Dallas up by her hair, rolls her onto the apron. Hogan grabs the top rope, pulls himself up onto the apron, stomps Dallas’s stomach.

Hogan climbs into the ring, walks into the corner, leans back, props his arms on the top rope. Dallas pulls herself to her feet, props herself in the corner, breathing heavily, one hand pressed against her stomach. Ref Zap walks up to Dallas. “Are you able to start the match?”

Dallas nods. “I’m alright, but shouldn’t he get disqualified for-”

Ref Zap turns suddenly and walks up to the ropes closet to the announcer’s table. “Alright, let’s get it started.” Ref Zap signals for the bell, walks up to Hogan, kisses him on the cheek.

Dallas walks up to Hogan, jabs her forefinger on his chest. “You may have the ref on your side, but it doesn’t-

Hogan lunges, wraps his massive rippling arms around Dallas’s waist, squeezes tight, forcing the air out of her lungs. Dallas groans, presses her palms in his face. Hogan grins, shakes her like a rag doll. Dallas groan, shakes her head.

Hogan slams Dallas onto her back, leg drops her chest. Giving her little time to recover, Hogan grabs Dallas’s wrist and pulls her to her feet, he whips her into the ropes, Dallas bounces off the ropes and charges at hogan, Hogan hits her with a sidewalk slam. Hogan sits Dallas up and grabs her by the throat, he hoists her up onto her feet and shoves her back into the corner.

Hogan mounts the middle set of ropes and pummels Dallas’s forehead with his right fist. The crowd counts each blow that connects.

“Nineteen”

“Twenty”

As the twentieth blow lands it’s mark, Hogan hops down off the ropes and thrusts his right shoulder against Dallas’s stomach, and then again, and again. Dallas grunts and slides down on her rear, head resting against the bottom turnbuckle.

Grabbing Dallas’s ankles, Hogan drags his stunned opponent into the center of the ring, and locks her up into the Sharpshooter. Dallas screams and flails her arms, and reaches hopelessly for the ropes. Hogan looks back over his shoulder and chuckles. “The ropes are too far away, sweetie, but don’t worry, I’m not going to break you just yet, I’m still having fun with you.”

Dallas grits her teeth, her knees throbbing in pain. Hogan releases the hold. Dallas sighs in relief, she slowly rolls onto her back, and sits up, then slowly staggers to her feet. Hogan bounces off the ropes and dropkicks Dallas’s chest, sending her slamming down onto her back.

Hogan pulls Dallas up by her wrists, grabs her in a side head-lock. Dallas groans, tries to shove Hogan away, but his strength proves greater as he squeezes her throat tighter with his forearm, he leads her to the corner, he props his foot on the middle set of ropes, and pushes off, nailing Dallas with the Stratus-faction.

Hogan sits up beside a prone Dallas and hits a double biceps pose, then plops down onto her lower back and grabs her in a Camel Clutch, lacing his hands over her chin and wrenches back on her head. Dallas groans. Hogan smirks and bobs his head. The crowd is on their feet, cheering wildly for the Hulkster. “Don’t give up, Dallas. If you give up now, I’ll be disappointed, I’m having too much fun.” Hogan leans down and kisses the back of Dallas’s head.

“No promises.” Dallas groans through gritted teeth.

Hogan releases the Camel Clutch, he pulls Dallas to her feet, scoops her up and hits her with a back-breaker across the back of his knee. Dallas grunts as she lands on her stomach on the canvas. Hogan scoops her up again and delivers another back-breaker. Hogan pulls Dallas up onto her feet, tucks her head between his knees, hoists her up onto his shoulders, and hits her with a power-bomb, while still holding onto her, he delivers another power-bomb.

Dallas lies on her side clutching her lower back. Hogan grabs her ankles and rolls her up into a Boston Crab. Dallas screams and flails her arms, she manages to grab onto the nearby bottom rope. Hogan releases Dallas, pulls her up by her hair, tucks her head between his thighs, plants her with a Piledriver.

Dallas lies spread-eagle on her back. Hogan goes for the cover.

1…


...2…


….3. Ref Zap signals for the bell. Hogan pushes himself to his feet, Zap raises his right arm in victory. Hogan hits a Double biceps pose, he bows to the crowd. Hogan looks down at Dallas and grins. “Maybe next time, gorgeous. I’ll be glad to wrestle you anytime, and let Hulkamania run wild on you again.”

Hogan rolls out of the ring, Zap follows after him, he struts up the ramp, Zap kisses him on the cheek, they walk to the backstage area as Dallas slowly starts to stir.
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Chrissy Zmijewski vs Hulk Hogan

Chrissy sprints out onto the entrance stage dressed in a blue bikini, the crowd on their feet chanting her name, she sprints down the ramp and slides into the ring, she pushes herself to her feet, walks up beside Ref Trish Stratus, hits a Double Biceps pose, she blows a kiss to the crowd.

Hogan walks out onto the stage dressed in his yellow shorts, he walks down the ramp, pulls himself up onto the apron, he climbs into the ring and grins at Chrissy. Chrissy stares back at him, her lips quivering.

Ref Trish signals for the bell.

Chrissy walks up to Hogan, she offers her right hand. “Good luck to-

Hogan slaps Chrissy on the jaw, he lunges and headbutts her forehead. Chrissy drops to one knee, she clutches her forehead. Chrissy glares at Hogan. “What the hell was that for?”

Hogan kicks Chrissy in her stomach, Chrissy slams down onto her back, Hogan stomps her stomach. Chrissy groans, she lies on her back, clutching her stomach. Hogan stomps her groin.

Chrissy groans, she sits up and staggers to her feet. Hogan grabs her by the wrist, whips her into the ropes, Chrissy bounces off the ropes. Hogan drops her with a Big Boot to her chest.

Chrissy slams down onto her back. Hogan bounces off the ropes, he delivers a leg drop to Chrissy’s chest, he pulls her up by her hair, scoops her up and body-slams her.

Chrissy groans, she sits up, she staggers to her feet. Hogan walks up behind Chrissy, grabs her in an Abdominal Stretch.

Chrissy groans, she flails her left arm. Hogan drops her with a Russian Leg-sweep. Hogan rises to his feet, he pulls Chrissy up by her hair.

Chrissy shoves Hogan. Hogan staggers back, he snarls, then lunges and rams his knee against Chrissy’s groin. Chrissy drops to her knees, she grimaces as she clutches her groin.

Chrissy pushes herself to her feet. Hogan bounces off the ropes, he drops Chrissy with a Running Clothesline. Chrissy slams down onto her back. Hogan stomps her groin.

Chrissy slams down onto her back. Hogan bounces off the ropes, he lands a leg drop to Chrissy’s chest.

Chrissy groans, she sits up, staggers to her feet. Hogan grabs her by the wrist, whips her into the ropes. Chrissy bounces off the ropes. Hogan drops Chrissy with a Big Boot to her chin. Chrissy slams down onto her back. Hogan delivers a knee drop to Chrissy’s ribs.

Hogan pulls Chrissy up by her hair, rams his knee against her groin. Chrissy drops to her knees, clutches her groin.

Hogan kicks Chrissy in her chest. Chrissy slams down onto her back. Hogan stomps her right knee. Chrissy winces, hugs her left knee to her chest.

Hogan grabs Chrissy by her ankles, sets her up in a Boston Crab. Chrissy groans, she claws at the canvas, she painfully drags herself across the ring, she reaches over and clutches the bottom rope.

Hogan releases Chrissy, he bends down and pulls her up by her hair, he bends her over his knee, pulls down the back of her bikini bottom, spanks her on the ass. Chrissy grunts with each slap of her ass cheeks.

Hogan shoves Chrissy onto her side, he grabs her bikini bottoms and pulls them off, stuffs them down the front of his shorts. “I’m keeping them as a memento, hope you don’t mind, Chrissy.”

Chrissy groans, she sits up and staggers to her feet. Hogan wraps her arms around Chrissy’s waist and Bear-hugs her, her rams his knee against her exposed groin. Chrissy groans, she presses her palms in Hogan’s face, Hogan knees her groin again, he releases Chrissy.

Chrissy drops to her knees, she clutches her groin. Hogan pulls Chrissy up by her hair, grabs her in a front face-lock, he clubs her upper back with his forearm. Chrissy slams down onto her stomach. Hogan plants a heel on the back of her head. “Now it’s time for that bikini top to come off, Chrissy.”

Hogan pulls Chrissy up by her hair, tucks her head between his thighs, he unties the strings n her bikini top, he pulls off her top, leaving her completely naked, wads it up and tosses it down onto the canvas, he delivers the Pedigree to Chrissy.

Chrissy lies spread-eagle on her stomach. Hogan grabs a handful of Chrissy’s hair, pulls her up onto her knees, he grabs her bikini top and stuffs it into her mouth. Hogan gives Chrissy the once over. “You know something Chrissy, you look better with all your clothes off. “

Chrissy flails her arms. “MMMMMPPPPPHHHH.”

“Don’t take with your mouth full, Chrissy, it’s rude.” Hogan rams his knee against Chrissy’s chin. Chrissy slams down onto her back.

Hogan stomps Chrissy’s stomach, he pulls her up by her hair, scoops her up, he drops to one knee, he connects with a Back-breaker. Chrissy lands on her side, clutches her lower back.

Hogan pulls Chrissy up by her hair, her grabs her in a Double Arm Chicken-wing, hoists her off her feet, Chrissy groans and shakes her head. Hogan slams her down onto her stomach.

Hogan keister drops Chrissy’s lower back, he grabs her in a Camel Clutch. Chrissy groans, she clenches her fists. Hogan releases Chrissy, he pulls her up by her hair, scoops her up and body-slams her, he drops to his knees, applies a claw-hold to Chrissy’s groin.

Chrissy grimaces, she pulls her bikini top out of her mouth, she throws it in Hogan’s face. Hogan grins, he he rams his fist into Chrissy’s groin. Chrissy grunts.

Hogan pulls Chrissy up by her hair, tucks her head between his thighs, plants her with a Pile-driver. Chrissy lies spread-eagle on her back. Hogan bounces off the ropes, he delivers a leg drop to Chrissy’s groin, he goes for the cover.


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….3. Ref Trish calls for the bell. Hogan rises to his feet, Trish raises Hogan’s arm in victory. Hogan hits a Double biceps pose.

Chrissy groans, she rolls onto her stomach, clutches the back of her head. Hogan looks down at Chrissy, he grins, he grabs Chrissy’s bikini top off the canvas and drapes it over her face. “Better luck next time, Chrissy.” Hogan rolls out of the ring, he walks up the ramp, he turns and bows to the crowd.
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Welcome back, glad to see these stories again,what about a super man vs wonder woman I quit match ,in this thread
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Stacie Tovar vs Marc Mero

Stacie sprints out onto the entrance stage dressed in a pink bikini, she sprints down the ramp and slides into the ring, she pushes herself to her feet, she walks up beside Ref Kristen Graham, folds her arms across her chest.

Marc walks out onto the stage,, dressed in his Wildman attire, he walks down the ramp and rolls into the ring, he rolls to his feet, he grins at Stacie.

Ref Kristen signals for the bell.

Stacie and Marc lace their knuckles in a test of strength, Stacie squeezes Marc’s knuckles, she pushes him down onto both knees, then kicks him in the chest.

Marc slams down onto his back. Stacie pulls Marc up by his wrist, she whips him into the ropes. Marc bounces off the ropes, Stacie drops Marc with a Big Boot to the chest.

Marc slams down onto his back. Stacie stomps Marc’s chest, she pulls him up by his wrist, scoops him up and body-slams him.

Marc groans as he sits up, he staggers to his feet. Stacie kicks him in the stomach. Marc doubles over. Stacie tucks Marc’s head between her thighs, she hoists him up onto her shoulders, she plants him with a Power-bomb.

Marc rolls onto his stomach, he pushes himself to his feet. Stacie sets him up in an Abdominal Stretch. Marc groans, he flails his left arm.

Stacie drops Marc with a Russian Leg-Sweep. Stacie pulls Marc up by his wrist, she hoists him up over her head, she drops him with a Gorilla Press Slam.

Marc grimaces, he pushes himself to his feet. Stacie kicks him in the stomach, she grabs him by the wrist and whips him into the ropes, Marc bounces off the ropes, Stacie connects with a Spine-buster.

Stacie pulls Marc up by his wrist, she tucks his head between her thighs, she plants him with a Pedigree.

Marc lies spread-eagle on his stomach, Stacie rolls him onto his back, she goes for the cover.

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...3. Ref Kristen calls for the bell, she raises Stacie’s arm in victory.

Stacie bows and blows a kiss to the crowd, she hits a Double Biceps pose, then a Most Muscular pose, she looks down at Marc and shakes her head. “What a wimp, I didn’t even break a sweat, maybe my next male opponent will give me a worthy challenge.”

Stacie rolls out of the ring, she struts up the ramp and walks to the back.

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Christine Roth vs Triple H

Christine walks out onto the entrance stage dressed in a pink bikini, she sprints down the ramp and slides into the ring, she pushes herself to her feet, she walks up beside Ref Trish Stratus, she turns and stares at the dumpster sitting to the left of the ramp, she hits a Double Biceps pose, and kisses each of her biceps.

Hunter Hearst Helmsley walks out onto the stage, he walks down the ramp, he pulls himself up onto the apron, he climbs into the ring, he glares at Christine.

Ref Trish signals for the bell.

Christine and Hunter lace their knuckles in a test of strength. Christine grins, squeezes Hunter’s knuckles, forcing him to take a knee, Hunter scowls, he shakes his head.

Christine rams her left knee against Hunter’s chest. Hunter grunts, Christine rams her knee against his chest again, and then a third time. Hunter slams down onto his back. Christine stomps his stomach.

Christine pulls Hunter up by his hair, she scoops him up and body-slams him, she stomps his chest. Christine grabs Hunter by his wrists, she stands on his hair and tugs on his wrists. Hunter screams. Christine releases Hunter, she stomps his chest.

Hunter sits up, he staggers to his feet. Christine grabs Hunter in a Full Nelson, she hoists him up and slams him down onto his stomach, she stomps his upper back.

Hunter groans, he pushes himself to his feet. Christine grabs Hunter by the wrist, she whips him into the ropes, Hunter bounces off the ropes, Christine drops him with a Big Boot to his chest. Hunter slams down onto his back.

Christine pulls Hunter up by his hair, she grabs him in a front face-lock, she hoists him up, she connects with a Vertical Suplex.

Hunter sits up, he clutches his lower back, he staggers to his feet. Christine bounces off the ropes, she connects with a Running Lariat. Hunter slams down onto his back. Christine stomps his chest.

Christine pulls Hunter up by his hair, she tucks his head between her thighs, she hoists him up onto her shoulders, she plants him with a Power-bomb.

Hunter rolls towards the ropes, he rolls off the apron, he lands feet-first on the ringside floor.

Christine climbs out onto the apron, she leaps off the apron, she lands a Missile Dropkick to Hunter’s chest.

Christine pulls Hunter up by his hair, leads him up beside the ring steps, she bashes his forehead against the top of the ring steps.


Hunter drops to his knees, he clutches his forehead. Christine pulls him up by his hair, she bashes his forehead against the edge of the ring apron. Hunter grunts and drops to his knees.

Christine pulls Hunter up by his hair, she tucks his head between her thighs, she hoists him up onto her shoulders, she plants him with a Power-bomb.

Hunter groans, he sits up, he staggers to his feet. Christine grabs a handful of Hunter’s hair, she leads him up beside the dumpster, she whips him face-first into the side of the dumpster.

Hunter grunts, he slams down onto his back. Christine pulls Hunter up by his hair, she leads him up the ramp, she scoops him up and body-slams him onto the stage.

Christine walks to the edge of the stage, she leans down and pulls the dumpster lid open.

Hunter staggers to his feet, he walks up behind Christine and shoves her. Christine falls forward into the garbage filled dumpster.

Hunter drops to one knee, he grabs the dumpster lid and starts to close it. Christ rises to her feet, she grabs Hunter by the ankles and pulls him into the dumpster, the lid slams back down against the back of the dumpster.

Christine rips opens the nearest bag, she scoops up a handful of wet coffee grounds and rubs them in Hunter’s face.

Hunter groans in disgust, he swings his right fist blindly, Christine catches his wrist in mid swing, she kicks him in his stomach.

Hunter doubles over, Christine tucks his head between her thighs, she delivers the Pedigree, driving Hunter’s face into a Styrofoam bowl filled with chocolate pudding.

Christine climbs out of the dumpster, she grabs the lid and slams it closed. Ref Trish calls for the bell, she walks up beside Christine, pinching her nostril and raises Christine right arm in victory.
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Terri Gold vs Hulk Hogan 3

Terri sprints out onto the entrance stage dressed in her W.O.W attire, she sprints down the ramp and slides into the ring, she pushes herself to her feet, she walks up beside Ref Monica Brant, she folds her arms across her chest.

Hogan walks out onto the stage dressed in a pair of NWO attire, followed close behind by Cory Everson, he walks down the ramp, he pulls himself up onto the apron, he climbs into the ring, he points at Terri and shakes his head, he hits a Double Biceps pose. Cory paces the ringside floor near the announcer’s table.

Ref Monica signals for the bell.

Hogan walks up to Terri, he gives her the once over. Terri grins at Hogan, she hits a side chest pose. Hogan hits a most muscular pose. Terri hits a lat spread, she grins and licks her lips. “I’m going to kick your ass, Hogan. I hope you enjoy it.”

Hogan kicks Terri in the stomach, Terri grunts and doubles over, Hogan grabs a handful of Terri’s hair, he slams her down onto her back, he stomps her stomach.

Terri rolls onto her stomach, she pushes herself to her feet. Hogan grabs Terri in a Full Nelson. Terri groans, she wiggles her hips. Hogan hoists Terri up, he slams her down onto her back, he lands an elbow drop to her chest.

Hogan pulls Terri up by her hair, Terri rams her knee into Hogan’s stomach, Hogan grunts and doubles over. Terri tucks Hogan’s head between her thighs, she hoists him up onto her shoulders, she plants him with a Power-bomb.

Hogan sits up, he staggers to his feet. Terri grabs Hogan by his wrist. Hogan connects with a Short-arm clothesline. Terri slams down onto her back. Hogan stomps Terri’s stomach, he pulls Terri up by her hair, scoops her up, he drops to one knee and connects with a Back-breaker.

Terri lands on her back, she rolls onto her side, she clutches her lower back. Hogan pulls Terri up by her wrist, he hoists her up in a Fireman’s Carry, he connects with a Samoan Drop. Terri rolls onto her stomach, she staggers to her feet.

Hogan grabs Terri in an Abdominal Stretch. Terri groans, she flails her left arm. Hogan shoves Terri down onto her stomach, he stomps her lower back. Hogan pulls Terri up by her hair, he leads her to the ropes. Scoops her up and tosses her over the top rope.

Terri slams down back-first onto the ringside floor. Cory runs over and stomps Terri’s chest, she pulls Terri up by her hair, she grabs her in an inverted face-lock, she clubs Terri’s chest with her left forearm, she connects with an inverted DDT.

Terri lies spread-eagle on her back. Cory pulls Terri up by her hair, she rolls Terri back into the ring. Hogan grabs Terri by her ankles, he drags her into the center of the ring, he bounces off the ropes, he lands a leg drop to Terri’s chest, he goes for the cover.

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….. Terri lifts up her left shoulder. Hogan sits up on his knees, he lands a punch to Terri’s stomach. Terri rolls onto her stomach, she pushes herself up onto her hands and knees, Hogan kicks Terri in her ribs. Terri slams down onto her side, she clutches her ribs.

Hogan pulls Terri up by her hair. Terri kicks Hogan in the stomach, Hogan grunts and doubles over, she hoists hogan up, she connects with a Vertical Suplex. Hogan sits up, he staggers to his feet. Terri grabs Hogan by the wrist, she whips him into the ropes.

Hogan bounces off the ropes, Terri delivers a Big Boot to Hogan’s chest. Hogan slams down onto his back. Terri bounces off the ropes, she lands an elbow drop to Hogan’s chest, she goes for the cover.

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...2…


… Hogan kicks out, Terri pulls Hogan up by his wrist, she whips him into the ropes, Hogan bounces off the ropes, he drops Terri with a Thesz Press, he pummels her stomach. Hogan pulls Terri up by her hair, he drops her with a hair-mare, Terri slams down onto her rear. Hogan kicks Terri in her lower back.

Terri staggers to her feet, Hogan bounces off the ropes, Terri connects with a knife-edge chop to Hogan’s chest. Hogan staggers back. Terri kicks Hogan in the stomach, Hogan grunts and doubles over. Terri tucks Hogan’s head between her thighs, she hoists him up onto her shoulders, she plants him with a power-bomb.

Hogan groans, he rolls over onto his stomach, he pushes himself to his feet. Terri leaps on Hogan’s back, she grabs him in a Sleeper-hold. Hogan tugs on Terri’s forearm, Terri locks her legs around his torso.

Hogan staggers around the ring, he staggers backwards into the corner, ramming Terri’s back against the turnbuckles, Terri grunts, she slumps down onto her rear. Hogan turns, he rams his left knee against Terri’s chest, he pulls Terri up by his hair, hooks her arms on the top rope.

Hogan lands a knife-edge chop to Terri’s chest. Terri grunts and doubles over. Hogan scoops up Terri, he drops to one knee and connects with a Back-breaker. Terri lies on her back, her right forearm resting against her forehead. Hogan bounces off the ropes, he leaps and splashes Terri in the center of the ring, he goes for the cover.

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...2…


… Terri kicks out, she staggers to her feet, Hogan lands a knife-edge chop to Terri’s chest. Terri staggers back. Hogan grabs Terri by the shoulders, he shoves her back up against the ropes.

Cory hops up onto the apron, she hooks Terri by her elbows, Hogan walks to the opposite sets of ropes, he charges, Terri slips free, she drops down onto her stomach causing Hogan to ram his knee against Cory’s stomach instead.

Cory flies backwards off the apron, she slams down onto her back on the ringside floor, she clutches her stomach. Hogan looks down at Cory, dumb-founded, he shakes his head. “You alright, Cory?”

Terri runs up behind Hogan, she lands a dropkick to his upper back. Hogan flies over the top rope, he tumbles to the ringside floor. Cory staggers to her feet, she helps Hogan to his feet. Terri climbs up onto the top turnbuckle, she dives off and catches them both with a Flying Cross-body.

Hogan and Cory slam down onto their backs. Terri pulls Hogan up by his hair, she slams his forehead against the ring apron. Hogan grunts, he drops to one knee, he clutches his forehead. Terri pulls Hogan up by his hair, she leads him over to the announcer’s table, rolls him onto the tabletop.

Terri climbs up onto the ring apron. Cory rolls into the ring, she runs up behind Terri and shoves her off the apron. Terri slams down onto her stomach. Cory rolls out of the ring, she pulls Terri up by her hair, scoops her up and lies her across the top of the announcer’s table.

Hogan staggers to his feet, he pulls Terri up by her hair, he tucks her head between his thighs, he hoists her up onto his shoulders, he power-bombs her through the announcer’s table. Terri lies amid the wrecked announcer’s table. Hogan sits Terri up, he grabs the monitor cable and wraps it around Terri’s throat, choking her.

Terri claws at the cable trying to pry it from around her throat. Hogan pulls the cable tighter, he pulls Terri to her feet, he grabs her from behind by her shoulders and slams her upper back against his left knee. Terri lies on her stomach, she unwraps the cable from around her throat, she staggers to her feet.

Hogan lunges, he grabs Terri by the throat one-handed, he hoists her up, he delivers a choke slam. Terri rolls onto her stomach, she clutches her lower back. Hogan pulls Terri up by her hair, he scoops her up, and body-slams her.

Hogan pulls Terri up by her hair, he whips her into the security barricade, Terri grunts as her right knee collides with the barricade, she slams down onto her back. Hogan runs up beside Terri he lands an elbow drop to Terri’s chest. Hogan pulls Terri up by her hair.

Terri punches Hogan in his stomach, Hogan grunts, he slaps Terri on the jaw. Terri lunges, she thrusts her right shoulder against Hogan’s chest. Hogan slams down onto his rear. Terri grabs Hogan by the ankles, she sets him up in a Boston Crab.

Hogan groans, she pounds his fists against the thinly padded ringside floor. Cory runs up and kicks Terri in the chest, she grabs a handful of Terri’s hair, and slams her forehead against the edge of the ring apron. Terri drops to her knees, she clutches her forehead.

Hogan staggers to his feet, he pulls Terri up by her hair, he scoops her up and body-slams her, he reaches under the ring and pulls out a steel chair. Terri sits up, she staggers to her feet, Hogan swings the chair and whacks Terri on the forehead. Terri slams down onto her back.

Hogan whacks Terri on the stomach, he tosses the chair aside and pulls Terri up by her hair, he drops to one knee, he lies Terri face down over his bent knee, he pulls down the back of Terri’s shorts and spanks her ass. Cory chuckles. “Nice cheeks, Terri.”

Hogan shoves Terri onto her stomach, he pulls her up by her hair and rolls her into the ring. Hogan pulls himself up onto the apron. Terri sits up, she staggers to her feet, Hogan climbs through the ropes. Terri grabs Hogan by the wrist, she whips him into the ropes.

Hogan bounces off the ropes, Terri charges, she lunges at Hogan. Hogan catches Terri and locks his arms around her waist, squeezes her waist tightly, pushing the air out of her lungs. Terri shakes her head, she flails her arms. Hogan squeezes Terri tighter.

Terri groans, her arms drop to her sides, her head lolls back, her eyelids droop. Hogan squeezes Terri even tighter. Terri groans weakly, Hogan squeezes Terri even tighter. Terri’s head droops and rests against Hogan’s chest.

Ref Monica grabs Terri’s right wrist and raises it up, she releases it, Terri’s arm drops to her side. Monica raises Terri’s arm up a second time, once more Terri’s arm drops to her side. Monica raises Terri’s arm a third time. And for a third time, Terri’s arm drops to her side. Ref Monica calls for the bell.

Hogan releases Terri. Terri slams down onto her back, staring up glassy eyed at the rafters, Ref Monica raises Hogan’s arm in victory. Cory rolls into the ring, she hugs Hogan and kisses him on the mouth. Hogan grins, hits a Double Biceps pose.

Cory pulls a groggy Terri up by her hair, she delivers a forearm smash to Terri’s jaw. Terri slams down onto her back. Hogan chuckles, he pulls Terri up by her hair, he hooks his arms on Terri’s elbow. “Come on, Cory, give her a couple of good shots.”

Cory grins, she licks her lips. “I’d love to, baby, hold her nice and tight.” Cory kicks Terri in her groin. Terri grunts weakly. Cory drops to her knees, she low blows Terri. Terri grunts weakly. Hogan lowers Terri down onto her knees. Cory punches Terri on the chest.

Hogan shoves Terri down onto her stomach, Cory mounts Terri’s lower back, she sets Terri up in a Camel Clutch, she wrenches back on Terri’s chin. Terri screams, she clenches her fists. “Let me go, Cory.”

Hogan kneels down and cups Terri’s chin in his right hand. “Be quiet, Terri, Cory’s not done with you yet. So just be patient.”

Cory wrenches harder on Terri’s chin. Terri screams, Cory releases Terri, she pulls Terri up by her hair. Ref Monica approaches Cory. “That’s enough-

Hogan presses his left palm in Monica’s face, he shoves her down onto her back. “You stay out of this, Monica, unless you want Cory to do the same to you.”

Cory grins, she scoops Terri up, she drops to one knee and connects with a Back-breaker, she holds Terri in place over her knee, she pushes down on Terri’s chin and knees. Terri screams and flails her arms. Cory grins. “Bring Monica over here, Hulk baby.”

Hogan pulls Monica up by her hair, he leads her over and lies her face up on top of Terri over Cory’s knee. Cory applies a claw-hold to Monica’s stomach, she shoves Terri and Monica onto their stomachs. Cory pulls Monica up by her hair, she tucks Monica’s head between her thighs,

Hogan pulls off his belt, he whips Monica on her upper back. Monica screams and clutches her upper back. Cory connects with the Pedigree, Monica lies spread-eagle on her stomach. Terri groans, she starts crawling towards the ropes.

Cory grabs Terri by the ankles. “Where do you think you’re going, Terri, I’m not done with you yet.” Hogan whips Terri on her lower back. Cory pulls Terri up by her hair, she scoops her up and body-slams her. Cory hits a most muscular pose.

Bret Hart and Christine Roth sprint down the ramp, they slide into the ring. Bret charges at Hogan, he drops Hogan with a Running Lariat. Christine charges at Cory, she connects with a Thesz Press, she repeatedly pummels Cory’s chest.

Bret pulls Hogan up by his hair, he tucks Hogan’s head between his thighs, he delivers a Pile-driver. Hogan lies spread-eagle on his back. Christine pulls Cory up by her wrist, Cory kicks Christine in her groin. Christine grunts and doubles over. Cory grabs Christine in a front face-lock, hoists her up, she connects with a Brain-buster Suplex.

Christine lies spread-eagle on her back. Bret walks up to Cory and kicks her in the stomach, Cory grunts and doubles over. Bret grabs Cory in a front face-lock, he plants her with a DDT. Bret helps Terri and Monica out of the ring, he leans them against the edge of the ring apron.

Hogan staggers to his feet, he pulls Christine up by her hair. Bret rolls back into the ring. Hogan points at Bret. “Not one step closer, or Christine is going to get the tombstone Pile-driver.”

Bret halts in mid-stride. “Okay, I stopped, now tell me what you want and let her go.”

Hogan grins. “Since you two decided to stick your noses in Cory and I’s business, we want to face you in a Tag Team match. Do you accept?”

Bret nods. “We accept, now let her go.”

Hogan smirks. “In due time.”

Cory sneaks up on Bret, she sets him up in a Cross-face Chicken-wing. Bret groans and flails his right arm, he clutches Cory’s wrist. Cory pulls Bret down to the canvas, she locks her legs around his torso.

Hogan chuckles he tucks Christine’s head between his thighs, he hoists her up onto his shoulders. He runs towards the ropes and power-bombs Christine over the top rope, Christine slams into Terri and Monica, leaving the three of them sprawled out at the foot of the ramp.

Hogan grins, he walks up and repeatedly stomps Bret’s chest. “Come on, Cory, I think we’re done here.”

Cory releases Bret, she staggers to her feet. “Did you forget, Hulky baby, that I’m the one who gives you orders, not the other way around. Cory lightly punches Hogan on the chest.

Hogan grunts, and nods his head. “Sorry babe, I got over excited.”

Cory cups Hogan’s chin in her right hand. “I’ll give you a reason to get over excited, in the dressing room that is.” Cory kisses Hogan on the lips, she thrusts her tongue into his mouth. Hogan moans, he clutches Cory’s butt-cheeks and squeezes firmly. He scoops her up in his arms, and carries her to their dressing room.
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