Finals

"This is Tanya McVan standing in for Ashely Presley who is right in a orgasmic coma thanks to Cassie The Cowgirl and with me are this year's usurper Chichi and Ms. H her mentor. Tell me whores how does it feel to know that your plan backfired and now that you have to actually faced woman who has twenty one straight wins under her belt in a steel cage?"

Ms. H clears her throat as Chichi looks nervous, "Yes, well things didn't go as hoped as you mentioned before but I'm sure that Chichi can handle that pompous bitch any day."

"Ms. H are you crazy?" Chichi replies back, "That cunt is going to murder me! I already heard she pissed off at me for making her miss her chance at saving that Masked Priest creep by making her sleep through the whole thing."

"Shut you twat!" Ms. H hisses, "I know what I'm doing!"

"Actually, Sandra." Tanya replies, "Your student makes a good point. Mama, for heaven's knows what reason, is quite upset with her former lover being kidnapped and, as we speak right now, probably being raped by The Crippler and now what's to add a extra stipulation to the Royal Match and seeing how you tried to sabotage the Royal Match I will allowed for it."

Chichi grabs Tanya's hand and leans the mike towards her and asks with a whimper, "And what is this...gulp... extra stipulation?"

"A Hell In A Cell Ironwoman match! That's right, one hour in the cage with a pissed off Mama!"

Ms. H and Chichi look upset with Ms. H grabbing the mike, "You can't do that? My student has already made her challenge! You can't change it!"

"I can and I did." Tanya says as men in trench coats start to come behind her, "I hope you have insurance Chichi as you are going to need with what they are going to remove later on from your..."

"Ms. McVan?" A man asks.

"Yes?" Tanya turns at one the men annoyed.

"Tanya McVan?"

"Yes, that's me. What is it? Can't you see we are busy? Who are you? Who let you in here?"

The man flashes his badge, "FBI, ma'am. We got a tip you are letting a minor fight in your sex tournament."

Tanya scoffs, "Minor? Nonsense, we know better then to let any minor fight in our tournament."

A female agent then comes up to Chichi, "Are you Chichi?"

"Um...yeah?" Chichi nods her head.

The female agent holds her phone up, "Is this you, saying you were underage and trying to seduce older men to fuck you?"

"Umm...um..."

"Chichi?" Ms. H asks.

"Come along with us ma'am." The head agent said grabbing Tanya's wrists and starts to handcuff, "You are under arrest for endangering a minor and under the suspicion sex trafficking of said minor."

"Ms. Holeful! Sandra!" Tanya growls as she finishes getting handcuffed, "If this your idea of joke!"

"It's not." Sandra says, "I have no idea what she is talking about."

"Come with us too ma'am." Another agent says handcuffing Ms. H as well.

"Chichi?!" Ms. H yells.

"It wasn't real I swear! I just honey potting these guys and then later blackmail them that's it. I just wanted to make some extra money by fucking over some overweight perverts." She turn to the agents, "I'm over eighteen I promise you."

"You don't look over eighteen." The man says arresting Ms. H as he checks out her flat chest.

"Oh... fuck you!"

The female agent pats Chichi on the head, "Don't worry honey, the nightmare's over. We are going to take you someplace safe to watch over you till we can contact your parents.

"But I swear, I'm nineteen!" Chichi yells as the female agent takes her by the arm, "My ID is in my hotel room. I can show you!"

"Sshh... it's okay. You don't have to lie anymore."

The camera turns to the commentary table with both announcers looking stunned and wide eyed.

"Nat...you don't think..."

"I don't know what to think, Cindy. Just shut up."

"But if it's true and Chichi is really underage and we took part in this show, we are fuck..."

"Shut up! Shut up!" Natalie screams before calming down, "Let's just get on with the finals, okay!"

Cindy nods her head.

Natalie takes a deep breath and gives a fake smile, "And now to the finals, everyone!"