Wendy uses her brain.

Nightmare pulls her out of the wreckage with nothing but her bikini showing red.

Wendy frowns and grabs Nightmare by the hair, she turns around so that her back is against the turnbuckle. She then rips Nightmare’s bikini and slaps her hard in the tits.

Nightmare is taken back but then Nightmare turns and rips Wendy’s top and rips her top off.

Both women start to slap each other tits hard till their breasts were bright red, despite Wendy’s green paint.

“I don’t know who winning this round, but this looks tough.” Debbie says.

Nightmare goes for another slap, but Wendy instead punches her in the face making Nightmare turn.

There Wendy grabs Nightmare by the arms and stretch them behind her back before jumping up and putting her knees on Nightmare’s back and does a modified monkey flip, driving Nightmare’s pussy into the turnbuckle.

The crowd goes wild as Nightmare lies, once again, in the ruins of the table as Wendy gets up.

“You know Scot, I’m starting to think with how Wendy position herself, that was her plan all along.”

Wendy smiles as she puts her finger to her head to indicate how smart she is.

“Probably, Debbie, probably.”