And a humiliating end at that

Mandy looks down in disgust at her screaming opponent, contempt radiating from her, mixed with anger at her own near stripping. Cora returns her gaze, her own eyes filled with fear as she realised her compromised position. Laying on the mat with just her thong and some not overly covering fishnet tights Jade realises it's fight of flight time... and she chooses flight.

Rolling onto her hands and knees Jade tries top scurry from the ring but she doesn't make it far at all before Mandy is on her. In a reversal of positions Cora is grabbed by the back of her panties and trapped on her hands and knees as Mandy stands over her, pulling her back into the middle of the ring, leaving Cora with nothing she can do but scream, a long, high pitched wail like nails on a chalk board. Clearly this quickly irritates Mandy who decided that Maybe Cora is still wearing too much. Grabbing two big handfuls of Jade's fishnet tights Rose quickly starts to rip holes in the flimsy material until Jade's legs are completely bare before rolling Cora over with a big kick to the gut which leaves the alternative chick laying on her back gasping for breath. With a small smug smile Mandy bends down and shoves both handfuls of tights deep into Cora's mouth.

Jade's screams are reduced to muffled gagging as she reaches for her face to try to extricate her tight from her gob but Mandy grabs her by the hair and pulls Cora back to her feet and grabs a double underhook of both her arms. Cora is helpless and Mandy lifts her into the air with ease, holding Jade so that her legs are pointed straight upwards and with no way to cover her already exposed thong. Mandy manages to hold Cora up for several seconds before she finally drops her back down on her face with a Bed of Roses. Jade is planted onto the mat and lays face down and unmoving. Mandy stands over her, still smiling smugly and placing her boot on the back of Cora's head, wiping her face across the mat in disrespect.

But there was still one more item of clothing to go and Mandy leisurely bent down and grabbed a hold of Cora's top. The punk princess did nothing to defend herself as Rose easily plucked the top from her body to a chorus of cheers and the sounding of the bell. Mandy pompously dropped Cora's top outside the ring and posed for the cheering crowd.

"What a hell of a match King, I thought Cora had that one for a minute." Mark was saying over commentary.

"It just goes to show Madden that losing that first item of clothing can be game changing"

"Exactly that. Jade was faced with the dilemma of trying to stand and fight or running away, but I guess this time either answer would have been wrong."

"Yea, Mandy was just too much for Cora Jade tonight. I hope this isn't the last we see of her though." said Lawler.

Back in the ring Mandy slid out from under the bottom rope and started to retreat looking back into the ring to admire the work she had done. Cora had just come to and was sat on her knees, pulling clumps of tights from her mouth. When she looked up the ramp she saw the titantron projecting a huge image of herself sat on her knees and completely exposed, her black bra and thong being ogled by every member of the audience. Jade let out a scream of anger, her face red with fury and embarrassment as she threw a petulant temper tantrum. She bounced up and down on her knees screaming "No, No, No" and slapping her hands off the mat like a pathetic child, ignoring the marvellous view the audience were getting of her bouncing tits as tears of frustration poured down her face, smearing her makeup. her childish antics quickly backfired on her however when her bra, clearly designed for looks and not support, gave up the fight, the extra strain of her plastic boobs bouncing around was too much and the straps to her bra snapped.

Cora just managed to get her hands up in time to catch her breasts before they flopped into view and the crowd booed her sudden reflexes as Cora was left to just scream in humiliation in the ring as Mandy burst out laughing.