The Goddess

After Alexa’s dropkick, both women were laid out on the mat, Asuka holding her stomach while Alexa was favoring her arm. Slowly, both women roll over and make their way over towards the ropes, each wanting to use them to get back up. However, Alexa was once again a step quicker than Asuka, pulling herself up while Asuka was still on one knee. However, when the blonde rushes in, Asuka catches her with a back elbow under the jaw, stunning Little Miss Bliss and turning her around.

“Night Night!” Asuka growls, trying to cinch in an Asuka Lock again. However, this time Alexa wasn’t letting her take her down to the mat, elbowing back at Asuka repeatedly until she has to let go, dropping back down to a knee again. Alexa quickly spins around and grabs Asuka by the head, trying to put her under her arm for a DDT. However, Asuka blocks again, driving repeated fists into her midsection, doubling Alexa over as she stumbles away from her.

“You Won’t Humiliate Me!” Asuka roars at Alexa, swinging for the fences with a big roundhouse kick, trying to kick the Goddess’ head off. However, Alexa ducks under the attempt, leaving Asuka staggering from how much she put into it. And that staggering causes her to turn right into a big knockout punch, completely rocking Asuka and sending her down to the mat, she was on dream street.

“You’re done, Asuka! You’re nothing more than a chubby, flabby, LOSER!” Alexa screams back at her, literally stepping on and over Asuka as she makes her way towards a corner, the Goddess eyeing one last big move to put The Empress of Tomorrow Away. Her signature Twisted Bliss.

“Sweet dreams, Asuka! Sweet dreams of my fat ass!” Alexa shouts, cackling as she gets to the top rope and strikes her signature pose. Then Little Miss Bliss takes flight, majestically twisting through the air before crashing down on Asuka’s stomach, flattening her with her finishing move.

“It’s OVER! Asuka’s gonna get buried in my booty!” Alexa mocks, blowing a kiss and smacking her ass over the Empress, before she bends down and grabs her by the colorful hair, slowly dragging her dead weight over towards a corner. Finally, Alexa gets her seated in one, before hauling off and slapping her in the face.

“Betcha you’re glad you took my shorts off now, huh Asuka?” Alexa mocks, strutting to the center of the ring and spinning around, her big butt facing back at the **** Empress. Was this finally about to be the end of the match?