She Helps Shanna Stand Up...Painfully

Britt's grin grew wider. If Shanna was going to present such a welcoming target for Britt, who was she to not take advantage? The good Doctor bent over and grabbed two handfuls of Shanna's waistband of her shorts and heaved up. At first the stretchy shorts pulled away from Shanna's waist giving the world an unobstructed peek down her shorts at Shanna's blue thong covered ass, but eventually they stopped stretching and began to lift Shanna upwards. Shanna meanwhile began to feel her shorts pull away from her body and tried to stand up to match her rising garment. Britt now had Shanna standing in front of her and kept pulling the shorts higher into a full blown wedgie. Shanna let out a "EEEKK!!" as her shorts started to disappear between her ass cheeks showing off her perfect round peach. Shanna stood on her tippy toes now, the burning feeling of her gear being pulled roughly between her ass was overwhelming. Britt laughed at her opponent and then began to spin in a circle. Shanna was **** to move with Britt and the 2 began to pick up more speed. In the process of them spinning, Shanna's shorts were stretching at their limits. No longer were they being pulled upwards, but Shanna was now falling outwards away from Britt. They spun fast a few more times before a loud rip was heard and Britt released the shorts sending Shanna crashing face and shoulder first between the upper and middle turnbuckle.

Both women were extremely dizzy from the merry-go-round toss. Britt wobbled on her long legs for a moment, while Shanna stayed bent over the middle turnbuckle, her ass pointing at Britt. Shanna's shorts were very stretched out and loosely staying up. Seeing another opening to add insult to injury, Britt aimed at Shanna's ass and pointed at her boot, calling for a dropkick like Shanna did to her earlier. Britt charged at Shanna but suddenly stopped in her run and looked at the crowd and flipped them off, before licking her hand and delivering a hard SLAP to Shanna's ass. Shanna howled in pain as she back out of the corner and stood up. She turned around and faced Britt, while reaching behind and rubbing her sore ass. Shanna was steaming, Britt is making a mockery of her now, she knows she needs to keep her composure and retake control or she won't be winning this match. Shanna pulled her hands away from her stinging bubble butt and looked like she was ready to lock up with Britt. Unfortunately for her, as Shanna stepped forward toward Britt, she felt something slide off her waist and pool around her ankles. The elastic in Shanna's stretched shorts had ripped and finally let gravity take control. Shanna looked down in fear at the sudden breeze on her lower half and let out a high pitched squeal at the sight she was seeing. She now stood in her small blue thong with her shorts at her ankles in the middle of the ring on national tv!