A Wrestling Contest

"Look, Pooky! Take on Amazia, the greatest fighter in the land! Any two women that can make her submit will win 500 silver! Entry just 5 silver!"

"That's a lot of money, Silvia.", Pooky worried.

"I know, but I'm sure we can do it!"

Both girls were nervous as they stepped into the ring, and Amazia stepped over the ropes, as naked as they were, but packed with glistening muscle, a beautiful, bruising brute.

Silvia and Pooky looked at each and then rushed to the woman, who was already looking down and gloating.

The Drows grabbed her by each arm.

Soon her smile disappeared, as the woman seemed unable to resist their iron grips.

Tugging at each arm, Sivia and Pooky kept pulling until they finally wrenched Amazia's arms out of their sockets, separating her muscular shoulders.

But they didn't stop pulling, not until the duo snapped her elbow backwards, leaving her hands to hang uselessly at her sides as the Drows descend, giving vicious rights and lefts that crushed the aqualine nose of Amazia into a mashed potato and every single tooth in her head had clattered to the mat below.

Knocking her to the ground, far from the safety of the ropes, even if her arms could still grab at anything, they began to twist each of her ankles.

"Please, please, dear GOD STOP! NOOOOOOOO!!! YOU'RE GONNA-", with a loud, double THONK Silvia and Pooky succeeded in snapping the Achilles tendons of the powerful woman's legs, whose feet instantly went limp.

"Oh...oh God, I'll never walk again!", Amazia moaned at her newly lame condition. She would never even be normal again, any athletic career was a distant memory. Even walking to the mail would be more than a marathon.

"Maybe with crutches, but not after this, bitch! Set her up, Silvia!"

Silvia took the woman by her ruined ankles and held her legs straight as she wailed while Pooky climbed to the top rope and landed with her full weight on Amazia's knees, snapping her legs the wrong way and crunching her knee caps, leaving the woman screaming.

"Now you'll never be able to walk again, bitch!"

"Good look keeping those muscles when you won't be able to work out. Help, you won't be able to go the bathroom by yourself now!"

"Well, she probably doesn't want to see what she's become."

Silvia met Pooky's gaze, grinned and nodded.

With her thumb and forefinger she reached down and plucked out Amazia's left eye, as it came out with a plop this got the woman screaming coherently again, "My eye...my eye! She took my eye! Nooo..nooo stay away! Not my other eye, leave me one!", but Pooky wasn't listening as she went in for the last vestige of her sight.

"Oh GOD, Amazia whined, I'm blind, you blinded me! I...I can't even see!"

The women through down the eyes of their opponent and proceeded to stomp her strong rib cage until enough cracks had let them know the ragged wheeze Amazia was now saddled with would be permanent.

Leaving the moaning woman in the middle of the ring they collected their satchel of coins, the crushed woman's meager savings, and held them up as the crowd cheered them on and hurled garbage on the crumple body off Amazia.

After 3 years in the hospital her insurance was exhausted as was her family's funds and patience.

A shell of herself, her destroyed joints made exercise impossible. Thus, her muscles withered away until her proud pecks and biceps were empty sacks that mocked her.

Improper nutrition from her lost teeth and depression thinned out the hair the women hadn't ripped out of her head.

She didn't even feel sorry when informed her burst ovaries meant she was to be permanently infertile, barren.

"Oh well, I can't take care of myself, let alone a child now, and what man could ever want me now?", she'd weep.

at least she didn't have to see how she looked, the shattered, shrunken, shriveled woman thought as she crawled, helpless, in a hospital, into a gutter to live her life as a destitute beggar.