She Tries Too, but Toni has tricks up her sleeves

Io grabs onto Toni’s waistband, and begins to pull, and pull with all her might. However, to her frustration, and the crowd’s disappointment, she doesn’t make much progress. She stops, and suddenly rolls her eyes and shakes her head.

“Cheater.” Io grumbles, grabbing the Aussie’s belt and quickly unlatching it, taking it off so she wouldn’t be impossible to strip. The crowd boos at the article from Toni, as it was clear she had had a plan. And, while Io does get the bothersome belt off, this gives Toni enough time, so that when she goes for her tights again, the Rockstar manages to kick backwards, and luckily land one right into Io’s ribs, knocking her away from her.

“Aww, there aren’t any rules though Io,” Toni mocks as she crawls to the ropes, pulling herself up and looking smug despite her lack of offense, while Io did similarly and glared hatefully at her rival. “You’re just not smart enough to think of that.”

Io then rushes at Toni, only for her to dodge and grab her around the waist on the rebound, striking with a lightning quick German Suplex. And while Io may have been able to dodge normally, her ribs hampered her usual blinding speed, letting the Aussie dump Io right on her neck.

“Aww, just too slow to keep up with a top star, Io!” Toni mocks, chuckling as she gets up to her feet and looks down at the fallen champion, bending down and grabbing her by the hair. “I shouldn’t be surprised, you still can’t really beat me.” With that, Toni lifts Io up and easily scoops her up, showing her power, before bodyslamming her down.

“Look at me: the NEXT NXT Women’s Champion!” Toni shouts, spreading her arms to pose while the crowd boos loudly, showing their dislike of the disrespectful Aussie. “Aww, but you all wanted Io to let you look at me,” Toni teases, smirking before turning to look at Io. “Speaking off…” She then bends down and grabs Io under the chin, making her sit up, and then disrespectfully slapping her right in the face.

“So Io, did you really think it would be that easy? Huh? That it would be that easy to strip me and let anyone look at my butt?” Toni mocks, slapping the clearly pained champion again, Io’s only response being a disdainful glare up at Storm. “You’re an idiot…although you’re an useful idiot. Because of your stupid pride and temper, I have this match! So, I’m going to give you a nice little gift, and let you do what you wanted to earlier, look at my fat ass, the thing you’re gonna kiss in a few minutes anyway.”

The blonde then switches her hold of Io, from under her chin to a handful of her hair, before turning around, so she was **** to look right at her big behind. “This is what you wanted, right?” Toni mocks, before bumping her ass disrespectfully back into Shirai’s face, deciding to go a bit ‘old school’ with her offense.

However, unlike when she used to do this move, Toni did not stop after three, continuing to smack Io in the face with her butt until it almost became too many times to count. Then, finally, she stuck out her tongue and began to swivel her hips, before thrusting backwards and letting go of her hair, finishing her **** with one last hip attack, and dropping her opponent to the mat.

“Get ready to kiss that later! When I’ll be showing all the skin I ever will for you idiots.” Toni mocks, the crowd booing her louder for that comment, while she just laughs and parades around, so full of herself, she wasn’t even taking this seriously. And Io wasn’t in any position to make her pay for that, after two big moves, and her rib injury, she was downed, and she was dazed from the disrespectful offense of Storm.

“Now then, I’ve had some fun, but I think it’s time for everyone to see a bit more of Io Shirai.” Toni says, walking back over to the out of it champion, and bending down, grabbing her by the top of her gear, and starting to pull downwards. The Kiwi wanted to make this a quick match.