Maybe on the following RAW?

The next week on Raw opened with a blazing tag match to set up number one contenders for the titles at the next PPV, Night of Champions and it only picked up steam as it headed into the second hour. It was at the beginning of this second hour that Renee Young caught up in the backstage area with Candice Michelle who was perusing the catering table with the woman’s title over her shoulder and a satisfied smile. She was dressed in a small white vest top and a very small pair of denim shorts that left very little to the imagination.

“Hi Candice, sorry for interrupting you, can I have a quick word?” Renee said, gently tapping Michelle on the shoulder.

“Oh don’t apologise Renee, I’m always happy to talk to you.” Candice replied while turning to make sure the full Woman’s Championship was in view on her shoulder.

“Well it’s the woman’s title I wanted to talk to you about, really. You are carrying that title around but you didn’t really win it. You had a match with Paige and you lost”

Candice smiles sweetly before answering.

“Renee, I did lose, you’re right. I don’t really feel I should be carrying this title either, but I offered Paige a chance to come and get it back last week and she left it behind again.” Candice replied with sarcasm dripping from her voice.

“Well, Paige has been fuming all week about what happened when you ‘invited’ her to take her title back.” Renee continued “Will you return her title should she demand it back?”

Candice paused in mock thought for a moment before she replied.

“Renee I will gladly return their title to Paige, as long she promises not to leave it behind again, and to give me another shot at winning it. I don’t think that’s unreasonable really.” Candice said to cheers from the crowd that were audible even in the back.

“In fact” Candice continued “I may even ask to choose the…”

But Candice was cut off as Paige rushed in from off the side of the camera, dressed in her red wrestling gear and blindsided Candice with a hard forearm shot to the back of the head. Candice went flying, sprawling on the floor as the woman’s title went sliding off along the concrete. Paige gave Candice no breathing room as she pounced on her fallen opponent and pinned her to the floor, pressing her tits off the cold concrete as she poured down fists onto her head.

“You bitch! You stupid slag!” Paige screamed as Candice tried to protect herself.

Renee Rushed in to try and help Candice but Paige stood up and pushed her away, screaming at her too and Renee backed off as Paige looked down on the fallen Candice. Then Paige looked over to the catering tables then back at Candice. For a moment the wheels could be seen turning in the anti-Diva’s head before she grabbed Candice and dragged her across the floor by the hair, forcing her to walk on all fours like a dog as she approached the catering table. Once there Paige picked up Candice and slammed her down on the table, sending food stuffs everywhere. Candice let out a shriek of pain which only drove Paige to slam her down two more times before leaving the ‘Go Daddy Girl’ slumped over the table.

“You will never touch that title again!” Paige screamed at Candice before picking up a bowl of crisps and pouring them over Candice’s head and rubbed them into her hair so they stuck there.

Candice tried to push herself away to escape but Paige rolled her over so she was slumped tits up against the table, her mouth hanging open as she breathed heavily. This gave Paige an evil idea. Candice had slumped on the table next to a tray of hot dogs and as she tried to catch her breath Paige grabbed one and rammed it into her open mouth, bun and all. Candice flailed but Paige **** the wiener deeper into her mouth, cackling a she did so.

“That’s right Candice, open wide!” Paige shouted, grabbing another hot dog and trying to **** it into Candice’s mouth as well.

“That’s what you’re good at right Candice? Putting things in your mouth? That’s how you got ahead right whore?” Paige was shouting.

Candice gagged and managing to spit out the remains of the hot dogs but Paige was there now with a bottle of mustard which she proceeded to pour over Candice’s face, smearing it over her beautiful features before letting it dribble onto her tits, the thick yellow sauce sliding down her cleavage as Candice let out a yell and managed to stagger away from Paige.

Not finished yet Paige looked around for something else to attack Candice with and saw a large plastic bowl of punch which she seized and lifted up above her head, turning to try and find Candice with the obvious intentions in mind. To her surprise however the Go Daddy Girl was back on her feet and as Paige turned Candice delivered a quick kick to Paige’s gut. The anti-diva staggered away from Candice and lost control of the bowl of punch, tipping it backwards onto herself! The bowl bounced off the floor as the bright pink contents soaked Paige, setting her skin to glisten in the arena lights as she cried out, tried to wipe punch from her face and slipped on the wet concrete. Coming crashing down onto her arse again as she had done last week.

The crowd cheering from the ringside was audible as Paige sat eyes wide in shock as she tried to pick ice cubes from her cleavage, her wrestling top not hiding how hard the cold had made her nipples as her body dripped and punch rad down her pale skin now tinted pink. Above her Candice giggled and turned to the catering tables, her time to find some food based offence and Paige slapped the floor in a temper and turned to crawl away, her backside turned to Candice. This was another mistake on Paige’s behalf as grabbed the back of Paige’s Wrestling shorts and pulled her to the back of catering and grabbed a handful of cake that was sat on the furthest table, forcing it down Paige’s shorts.

Paige let out a groan of disgust and tried to crawl away again as Candice let her shorts twang back into place before giving her a huge slap across the arse cheeks, sending Paige scarpering like a scolded dog, her thighs jiggling while cream seeped through the material of her shorts and out the legs. Candice tried to keep up her momentum, chasing after Paige but the Anti-Diva grabbed a pitched of water off the nearest table and hurled it into Candice’s face, soaking her now as well.

Candice stalled on her attack allowing Paige beck to her feet where she grabbed a bowl of something brown that turned out to be gravy as Paige hurled it at Candice. The Go Daddy Girl never saw it coming and took the splash of gravy full in the face, obscuring her beautiful features and causing her to grab at her eyes, trying to clear the beefy projectile from her vision. Paige capitalised by grabbing the front of Candice’s shirt and ripping it open to reveal a black bra clad around her massive breasts before hauling her across the room to the cake that she had used to attack Paige earlier.

Candice held out her hands to try and stop her momentum but it was hopeless as Paige ploughed her face down into the cake which exploded in cream and sponge. Letting out a moan Candice tried to pull herself free from the cake But Paige pushed her entire body up onto the table and ran her along it, spilling all the rest of the food everywhere including into Candice’s face who couldn’t stop her momentum as Paige ran her over one table then on the next table and along that as well.

By the time Paige finally threw Candice off the last table and onto the floor of catering nearly none of the gorgeous Candice could be seen under the mess of food stuffs that covered her. Paige looked down on her work with a sneer before giving Candice one last smack across he arse before storming over to her Woman’s championship, grabbing it and walking away, still dripping with punch but uncaring as she held her prize high.

Candice was left as a messy pile face down on the floor trying to pick chunks of food from her cleavage. She did however look up to watch Paige walking away, wiping her face clear enough so that the audience could see the glare on her face.