Kim's the champ for a reason

Casey ran and threw a clothesline Kim's way, but she ducked it and grabbed Casey by the tits from behind before she could even stop. She used her grip on the cowgirl's jugs to deliver a reverse suplex onto the hard floor, making Casey cry out in pain.

"Ain't some candy ass schoolgirl," Kim grunted, wiping some sweat from her brow as she grabbed Casey by the hair and led her through the crowd. She hurled her through some chairs, Casey clattering through them and falling on her face. Kim gave her stomp to the gut that made Casey clutch her stomach and roll over in pain.

Kim stepped back and waited for Casey to get up, then speared her hard. The country girls tumbled out the back door into the halls of the stadium. The rolling tore loose Kim's top, but she didn't seem to hesitate until their tumbling cracked her head against the far wall.

Casey struggled to her feet first, grabbing a handy cardboard box of spare camera parts and smashing it across Kim's back. She grabbed a video cable and cracked it across Kim's back, still breathing heavy from the struggle before. She went for a second swing when Kim caught the wire, wrapping it around her fist and pulling Casey into her and throwing a headbutt.

Casey fell to the mat clutching her face. "Ain't no stuck up queen... ain't no crappy gangster."
She kicked Casey onto her stomach, applying a half boston crab and using her free hand to rip off Casey's shorts. Her free hand roughly invaded Casey's pussy, making her wail out.

"I'm just Kim FUCKIN' Austin, bitch! Best champ this league ever had! Got that!?"