Nikki’s going to pay for humiliating her

The ref raises Kris’ arm, the fans booing again, only for her to shove him down harshly to the mat, turning her attention back to Nikki.

“You spanked me, you exposed my thong, you tried to stinkface me, and you had all these people chanting that my ass was fat. You deserve far worse than being stripped down to your bra and panties, slut!” Kris growls, she’d rarely been this angry before as she circles around Nikki.

“You deserve to let everyone see you naked!” She screams, crouching down to grab Nikki and sit her up, before she grabs the back of her bra and begins unbuckling it.

“This is too far, someone needs to stop her,” Madden says.

“As much as I love seeing more of Nikki, I have to agree Mason, Kris is on a rampage right now,” King agrees, for once, not in favor of seeing puppies.

Not that that would stop Kris, as she undoes the clasps of Nikki’s bra and pulls it off, with one swift move exposing her big, enhanced breasts to the fans.

“Aww, don’t go shy on me now Nikki, you were flaunting all match long, what’s wrong?” Kris mocks, pulling the still limp brunette to her feet and slowly showing her off to every side of the ring, making sure everyone got a good glimpse of her bare boobs.

“You wanna talk about my NOT fat ass now, huh Nikki? Wanna talk about my popcorn muscles, huh? Wanna get the fans to chant about it?” She taunts, before harshly dropping Nikki to the mat. And then, she puts a boot on her stomach and poses, flexing her biceps and savoring in the fans’ disapproval of her actions.

“This is what power looks like. This is what dominance looks like. And soon, this is what your champion will look like.” Kris boasts, before leaving the ring, posing on top of the ramp one more time before leaving for the back. She was 2-0, and looked as dominant as ever.