Io and Io

Ding Ding!

As soon as the bell rings, Toni rushes at Io, angry that she wasn’t the champion, at her games with the introduction. However, Io moves out of the way, knowing any blow from Toni after her early crash could be disastrous, and sends Toni face and chest first into the turnbuckles. Io isn’t done, landing a quick drop kick to the Kiwi’s big butt, sending her crashing again and dropping to a knee while Io tries to get up as quickly as she possibly can, her midsection making her half a step slower than normal.

“You will never be champion! You will pay for humiliating me!” Io screams, grabbing Toni by the hair and bashing her face first into the middle turnbuckles, unleashing some more rage onto the blonde. “You will never wrestle on this brand again!” Io finally finishes her ****, sending Toni slumping down onto her ass and sitting back in the corner. Io quickly backs up, and runs in as quickly as she can, which is still pretty quick despite her injuries, landing her signature double knees which leave the Rock Star woozy. Io bends down to try and drag her out of it, but stops, realizing exactly what position Toni was in, it was the same one as she had been the prior week!

“You wanted to embarrass me?” Io shouts, turning around so her ass was eye level with Storm, and giving it a couple of playful pats, the crowd loudly popping, everyone wanted to see Toni get a literal taste of her own medicine. And even if moves like this weren’t Io’s style, this whole match wasn’t either, she just wanted to see the blonde get completely embarrassed at her hands. And she hasn’t been able to forget the degrading feeling of her thick booty suffocating her one week ago. Unfortunately for Io however, Toni managed to roll underneath the bottom rope at the last second, avoiding a stinkface while the crowd boos.

“Nah, nah,” Toni says, pausing to catch her breath and grin a little. “Top Stars don’t get humiliated.” She boasts, taking her eyes off Io to brag about avoiding that. However, Shirai had quickly recovered from her annoyance of Storm dodging, bouncing off the ropes and diving out at Toni with a Tope Suicida, shocking everyone that she was still taking risks like that after her prior one and with her midsection and ribs clearly banged up.

“You are no top star.” Io growls, smirking a little despite the clear pain she was in getting up, even needing to use the apron for support, she had started hot so far and needed to keep it up. She needed to strip Toni quickly and then beat her. “You are pathetic.” Io then grabs Toni by the hair and by her tights and tosses her into the ring, slowly, she couldn’t go at full strength, and makes her way onto the apron, trying to draw on her hatred of Toni and the support of the fans.

“Let’s Go Io! Let’s Go Io!”

Io smiles and starts slowly climbing up to the top rope, the fans gasping: was she really about to take another high risk? Again? However, this one pays off, as when Toni gets up, Io jumps and lands a picture perfect missile dropkick, sending the Kiwi falling back and flipping over, landing on her stomach with her butt wobbling from the impact.

“Time for some real ****,” Io says, licking her lips and grinning evilly as she walks over to Toni and grabs her by the top, starting to pull upwards and getting a loud reaction. However, she stops almost immediately, and instead grabs her tights, getting a much louder reaction just by touching them when trying to strip her. It was clear the fans wanted to see the Aussie’s big backside, and Io was happy to give them what they wanted, starting to try to strip her of her pants, and to gain the first clearly decisive edge of the match over her rival.