Amy

The women faced off, sizing eachother up. Becky’s muscles tightened and flexed readily, while Amy had her claws at the ready. Amelia started up quickly with a huge bitch slap, nearly rattling Betty’s head off her shoulders. The grim bride was stronger than she looked, grabbing Betty by the hair and driving her knee repeatedly in the gut. She followed up by driving her nails into Betty’s tits through her jersey.

Betty screamed as her sharp nails ate into her nipples, Amelia jerking her around viciously before Betty grabbed her by the hair and headbutted her. Amy was knocked on her ass, giving Betty enough to grab her trusty bat.

“Gotta love the game. Lemee teach you just how much.”

She whipped out her bat, sliding the end of her trademark over Amelia’s cunt, grinding it into her opponent while forcing her down against the mat.