Ruca's onslaught continues and Nikki loses clothes.

Sol Ruca launches herself off the top rope with an elegant Swanton Bomb, flipping forward to crash down on Nikki, back first. Nikki lets out a wheeze as once again the air is **** from her lungs and she lays still, face scrunched up in pain as Ruca jumps back to her feet, scurrying around to stand over Nikki's head and leans down top grab a hold of Nikki's top. Nikki lets out a whimper as she tries to grab for her top but Sol is too quick yet again and pulls the top from the bottom, quickly hauling it up over Nikki's tits to expose her red bra. Nikki's full tits are tanned and sparkling with sweat and she forgoes trying to keep her top on and grabs for her breasts with her hands as if she could cover her dignity. With only a little bit more effort Sol manages to pull Bella's top off and holds it above her head, her wide smile returning to her face as she runs across the ring and jumps up onto the middle rope to hold her prize even higher.

Nikki rolls onto her front, using her body to cover her exposure as she glares across the ring at where the blonde is celebrating. The Bella twin is clearly seething with anger at the complete demolition she had suffered so far in the match from such an upstart.

"Nikki Bella losing the first item of clothing Jerry, didn't see that one coming" commented Mark Madden.

"With Nikki's years of experience you would have expected her to have the advantage but Sol is just blindingly fast." replied Lawler.

"Hopefully Nikki can find a way to neutralize that advantage or else this one will be over fast."

As Sol jumped back down from the turnbuckle she dropped Nikki's top to the floor and looked ready top get back to the fight. Nikki however had another plan in mind and lunged forward, ramming her shoulder into Ruca's stomach in what was a weak spear but had enough **** to knock the surfer chick from her feet. The two women crumpled to the mat together and with Nikki landing on top and she quickly sprawled and managed to scramble up Ruca until her hips were over the blonde's in a straddle. With a snarl on her face Nikki threw a huge forearm down an Sol could only just get her hands up to cover her face before th blow landed. The **** however was still enough to rock Ruca and Nikki leaned back and threw another huge forearm. The blows continued to rain down on Ruca as Nikki screamed in anger.

"Run around now you bitch!" she shouted as Ruca's defense got weaker and Nikki landed a few blows flush on the sides of her head. As Nikki attacked her tits bounced wildly in her bra, the **** causing them to wobble back and forth and Nikki only relented on her attack when it looked like they were about to be shaken lose from the lacy confines for all to see. Nikki tucked herself back in before there could be a full malfunction and glared down at Sol who was dazed beneath her, her eyes fading in and out of focus. Nikki got to her feet, standing over Sol still and reached down to grab the front of Sol's t-shirt with both hands. Ruca's shirt had been flimsy looking to start with and it took Bella only one or two tugs to rip the fabric apart, her furious **** not ending until she had pulled every scrap from Ruca's body.

Sol didn't even have the wherewithal to try to cover herself, her small boobs were clad in a sparkling blue bikini top which reflected the arena lights and shimmered. Nikki dropped the craps of Ruca's shirt to the canvas and wiped her hands as if she was disgusted by having to touch it before going back to her opponent and grabbing her by the hair. The pain seemed to rouse Ruca somewhat who cried out and grabbed for Nikki's hands, to try to prise her fingers apart but Nikki pulled Sol back to her feet before crouching and pulling Sol up onto her shoulders.

"It may be time for the Rack Attack!" cried Lawler.