Let's see how the bad girls are taking it

Tanya McVan was up in her office. She was frustrated. Her secretaries were all too busy doing actual work for her to demand their presence, men just... didn't appeal to her today, and...

"But MOOOOOMMMM..."

Her daughter was whining.

"Miss McVan..."

And all her friends were whining too.

Tanya put her head in one hand.

Lisa had brought the entirety of the Brat Pack into Tanya's office the day after Tara the Anti-Bully had won the Womens World Title to complain about it. She had Theresa standing guard just in case of an emergency.

"Let me make sure I understand this. Tara is the only woman in the league who's actually willing to give you a taste of your own medicine, and so you hate her worse than anyone else."

Lisa and her friends were silent.

"She's already beaten three of you, and done it almost effortlessly."

Dolly, Chichi and Melissa all looked furious, but they didn't contradict it. Even though Melissa's loss had occurred on high school wrestling mats in legitimate competition, it was still a sore point for her, and of course Tara had debuted by utterly dominating and humiliating Dolly, reducing her to tears. As for Chichi, she hadn't gotten a single offensive move in during their match.

"And so the rest of you are afraid to even try it... why?" Tanya looked at Alison. "You're stronger than her, obviously, so why?"

Alison looked down, and mumbled something.

"Speak up." Tanya commanded.

"Well, she knows like 10 forms of martial arts, right? I don't know any, I just got hired because of my sex drive really."

Tanya raised one eyebrow. "And how about you, Wendy? With all of your tricks, surely you can outsmart her, right?"

Wendy shrugged. "Probably, but what if she got through them? She'd **** me."

"Like you wouldn't **** her if you somehow found her helpless. I'm not even going to bother asking you..." Tanya said, glaring at Melissa, "because I'm sure if you two ended up in the same ring, she'd probably turn you into the first wrestler in the league with a third personality. So, how about you, Lisa?"

"Mom, I don't fight..." Lisa protested.

"Nonsense. Elizabeth did the skill enhancement procedure on you with my permission. I know you've got the combined ability of all five of your friends. So why then are you scared of her?"

Lisa bit her lip and didn't answer.

"Because you're afraid of what would happen to you if you lost."

Tanya stood up and turned her back on her daughter. She poured herself a drink and looked out the window of her office over the city.

"Lisa, I'm going to give you a lesson in business. Bad girls tend to be easier to manage than good ones, and I prefer dealing with a bad girl as the champion. But if one side always wins, there's no reason to care. Periodically, there will have to be a good girl as a champion for the sake of the league continuing to make money. As for Tara herself, I rather enjoy having her on the roster. I like the fact that she scares most of the girls on the bad side of things. And something else I've learned... the fans love nothing more than to see the top women of the league get their comeuppance. Sooner or later, someone will end up in the ring against Tara, and dominate her completely and utterly."

She turned back around to look at Lisa and the group.

"Is it going to be one of you? Or do you all lack the nerve? There are plenty of bad girls waiting to challenge for the title, and lots of good girls too... you know, Tiffany Armstrong is climbing the rankings very quickly. Do you lot want to get out-performed by a bunch of college chicks?"

"Dammit, mom!" Lisa was getting angry.