Not how she intended

Charlotte continued to parade Becky around the ring, turning around to face her opponent, walking backwards as to see the humiliation painted across Becky's face. So preoccupied was Charlotte with disgracing Becky that she didn't notice how close she was to the stairs. Becky however had been looking up at Charlotte with eyes brimming with embarrassed tears and had noticed her one chance to strike. Lunging forward as best she could Becky pushed Charlotte backwards causing her to stagger, the backs of her knees hit the stairs and she fell arse over tit over them, landing in a pile on her back with her breasts dangerously close to bouncing free. Charlotte yelled out and grabbed at her bra, horrified at the idea that she might be exposed publically and by doing so allowed Becky to take possibly the one shot she might get. Grabbing the bottom of Charlotte's shorts she started to pull as hard as she could, quickly exposing the top of Charlotte's arse hardly covered by a red thong as the blonde was preoccupied with her boobs.

Charlotte screamed as her shorts were pulled further down her thighs, exposing even more of her thong, hardly more than a small strip of red fabric between her flailing legs. Charlotte kicked as hard as she could but her legs were still propped on top of the steel steps and she had little room to fight back and before long her shorts slipped inevitably off of her boots, sounding the ringing of the bell. The crowd erupted as a still bright red Becky held the shorts up as a prize with one hand, gingerly tugging her own panties from her backside with her other hand. Charlotte had rolled to her knees next to the ramp, staring in disbelief around at the mocking, leering crowd. The struggle hand been too much for her bra straps and now she sat on her knees, her hands wrapped around her bra desperately stopping her breasts from being exposed and unable to cover her muscular arse which was on full display on the big screen thanks to an opportunistic cameraman.

Becky looked down on the fallen Queen with an uncharacteristic malice in her eyes that made it clear to everyone that she had **** on her mind. Charlotte saw it too and wasted little time jumping to her feet and sprinting for the ramp, her buttocks wobbling as she ran. However Charlotte was too careful to keep herself covered and Becky caught up to her at the top of the ramp, grabbing the back of her bra and ripping the clasp free. Charlotte screamed as everything dissolved into a tug of war for her bra, a tug of war she was destined to lose. Desperately keeping her knees together to try and hide her crotch Charlotte overbalanced, releasing her bra and falling to her front. Becky held up the bra for a moment before hurling it to a lucky fan and grabbing Charlotte, pulling her to her feet Charlotte yelled in fury and disgrace as the world got a look at her large nipples, perky after her fall on the cold ramp. For several minutes Charlotte was held there, humiliated until Becky finally let her go and the crowd watched the dethroned queen scarpering to the back.