Chichi receives a strange challenge

Chichi was relaxing, humming to herself and savoring her victory. She was sitting upside down on a bench in the gym, stretching her leg up to her face as she calmly painted her toenails. "Need a new cheer... what rhymes with '**** nuns?"

A shadow loomed over her, which she casually looked up at. It was a woman in leather carrying a whip on her hip and spiked heels.

"...I can't see past your tits," Chichi said plainly. The woman leaned over, bringing into view the face of the dominatrix wrestler Vicky, the Mistress of Pain.

"Ohhhh, right. It's you. How's it goin, Vic?"
"Listen you stuck up little snot," she snarled. "What's all this I hear about you fucking Sister Mary in the ring the tonight?"

"Oh yea. Pretty nice fight, don'tcha think? I think the part where I squash her tits made my butt look fat, though."
"I've had my eyes on that cunt for ages!" snapped Vicky. "Nobody steals my poon, and NOBODY takes my gig as the dominator!"

Chichi rolled her eyes, still sitting upside down and painting her toenails. "Jeez, this is an honor thing? Fine. I'll take you in the ring at tomorrow night's show, ten o'clock sharp. Kay?"
"Oh, this is gonna be sweet," snickered Vicky. "You'll scream extra loud for me, little one. And don't think I'll go easy on you because you're a kid, either. It's no mercy in this fight."

She walked out the door as Chichi flipped her off from behind. “Whatev.” She went on painting until a shadow fell over her again. “Jeez! I told you I’d be…”

Chichi looked up, seeing this woman was different. She wore a stylish dress covered in sequins, and with a cut so low you could see the edge of her nipples. Chichi tried to look around them from her low angle, but the woman bent low again. This time it was Kim, the X Beauty Queen.

“Oh, it’s you.”
“What was that you said tonight, you little cunt?! Sexier than anyone in this league? You know I used to be the hottest model in the world!”
“USED to be,” Chichi pointed out, continuing her oblivious act.
“We’ve got shit to settle,” she hissed. Chichi gave her an upside-down shrug.
“Sure thing. Tomorrow night’s show, ten o’clock. In the ring. Be there or be a fucking coward,” she said, all non-chalantly.

“I’ll be there, you tiny tart! I’ll be there dying to fuck you into submission til you cry like the baby you are.”
“Genghis Kahn,” Chichi muttered.
“What?”
“Genghis Kahn. That rhymes with ‘**** nuns.”

Kim rolled her eyes and strutted out of the gym.

“Well this should be fun…”