Doudrop sends a message!

Doudrop walks out on stage. she's wearing a red, black and green plaid singlet with leather jacket and black boots and kneepads.

the massive woman walks down to the ring and grabs a mic.

"I have a message for lass kickers int. Becky lynch I CHALLENGE ye fer the raw women's title! ye can't beat me and ye KNOW it!"

the crowd booes.

Doudrop extends her arms and grins.

"ye don't like that?! ye DON'T?! well I AM GOIN' te be yer new champion whether ye like it or not!"

Doudrop turns back to the camera.

"and Kay lee ray. ye mek me sick. you're a SCOTS woman! LIKE ME! and what do ye do?

all I see is ye kissin' and slobberin' all over an IRISH woman. ye have disrespected centuries of our forbearers by sleepin' in the bed of the enemy!"

Kay lee's music hits to massive cheers and Kay lee walks out wearing jeans and a black tank top.

"Doudrop! it's none o' yer business who I fuck or who I slobber on!" Kay lee ray says, unintimidated.

"ye can't beat Becky an' ye know it!"
Doudrop grinned.

"allow me te give ye a sneak peek of what ye can expect ta see when I beat Becky this weekend."

the titan tron began playing footage of Becky pressed against the turnbuckle, her face buried in Doudrop's massive ass crack as she weakly flailed in vain to get free. they hear the sound of a muffled fart and Becky increases her thrashing and they can hear her gagging.

Doudrop grinned even wider.

"or how about this one?"

a new video played of Doudrop standing before the now **** Becky. on screen Doudrop pulled her singlet's crotch aside and rubbed her pussy on Becky's mouth.

the crowd booed remembering that incident all to well.

Doudrop grinned at Kay lee.

"ye see I had yer girlfriend before ye did. she's not very good, but I Don't blame ye for stayin' outta PITY."

Kay lee ran down the ramp charging straight for her.

Kay lee knew she shouldn't charge in so recklessly.

she could take an injury if she had to, Kay lee had had plenty over the years, but NO ONE was going to disrespect Becky to her face.

Kay lee dove into the ring and began throwing hands with Doudrop.

after a few seconds Doudrop grabbed Kay lee by the throat and **** slammed her hard.

Kay lee lay coughing and struggling to get up.

Doudrop grabbed her by the the hair and dragged her over to the announce tables.

Doudrop **** slammed Kay lee through the table.

Kay lee Ray lay **** amid the wreckage of the table.

Doudrop stood over her, massive breasts glistening with sweat as they heaved.

"hey Becky!" Doudrop shouted.

Doudrop picked up Kay lee and planted a long sloppy wet kiss on her mouth until Kay lee ray's lips glistened with Doudrop's spit.

"mmm. tastes like strawberries." Doudrop said huskily.

"I WONDER, does her PUSSY taste like strawberries te?" Doudrop grasped the waist of Kay lee Ray's shorts to pull them down.

"let's find OUT."

Becky came charging down the ramp not even waiting for her entrance music.

Becky went for Doudrop instinctively going for a spear and then realizing her mistake when it was like hitting a wall.

Doudrop clubbed Becky on the back knocking the breath out of her.

Becky struggled to her feet, swaying.

"yer ...not takin' me down...THAT easy!" Becky gasps.

"nah. I didn'a think so." Doudrop said softly.

Doudrop gives Becky a gut kick.

as Becky doubles over Doudrop hoists Becky up on her back and the crowd boos as they recognize she is going to use

a gory bomb, Kay lee Ray's finisher, on Becky.

the move lands and Becky is left laying face down on the floor beside Kay lee ray, unmoving.

there are deafening boos as Doudrop picks up the Raw women's title and holds it high, an ominous sign of things to come.