Yes…but Toni is too cocky

To the crowd’s dismay, Toni’s only resistance to pulling off Io’s gear is it’s tightness, and the size of Shirai’s thighs. Even with that, she gets it off in a few seconds, exposing her skimpy red panties, while Io still lays motionless on the mat after a stinkface from Toni Storm.

“Aww…poor wittle Io all tuckered out?” Toni mockingly questions, holding up her singlet like a prize. “Don’t worry, it’ll all be over soon, and you’ll get to live out these fan’s wet dream…kissing my ass.” Storm laughs smugly, walking over to the ropes and dropping her singlet over them, taking her time. And she had every reason to be confident, Io was motionless, stripped to her bra and panties, and injured. This was as good as over.

“Let’s see…here we are.” Toni had strutted back over to her foe, and dropped down to the mat, looking and finding a camera to stare into as she just lays against Io’s body, a big smile on her face as she raises her hand to count along with the ref. “1…2…and NOPE!” Just before the ref could count three, Toni had grabbed Io by the hair and made her sit up, breaking her own cover. “That’s not how I’m beating this bitch.”

Toni then rolls Io over onto her stomach, the first glimpse of her ass gotten in her panties, the crowd popping just for Storm rolling her over. Toni then grabs Io’s arm, and positions it between her thicc thighs, before wrapping her hands underneath her jaw and pulling back, locking in a cruder looking version of the very crossface that she had ended up tapping out to in their last match, the one that had pushed Toni off the deep end.

“Tap out Io! Give up, and hand over your title! Submit, and kiss my ass!” Toni screams, wrenching back on the hold while Io comes to, crying out in pain. If this was any other match, against any other opponent, with any lesser stakes, she may have tapped with her injuries. But she absolutely refused to give Toni the satisfaction of submitting, not after all the stripping, the hip attacks and the stinkfaces, she refused to tap out and give the title to the stuck up blonde.

“Give! UP!” Toni shrieks, frustrated with Io’s refusal to immediately submit to her. She wrenches back further, but this gives Shirai an opening, as she grabs onto Toni’s leg, and rolls her back for a pinfall attempt! Unfortunately, it didn’t count, because Toni was still in her tank top, but it gave her a bit more positioning, allowing her to get a hand in and break Toni’s grip on her neck, letting her roll away from the blonde, finally starting to fight back.

“Stay down you loser! You can’t beat me!” Toni screams, up to her feet much quicker than Io, as she quickly wrapped her arms around Shirai’s waist as she tried to get up. However, as she attempted to fling her back for a German Suplex, Io managed to rotate over and land on her feet, the crowd gasping and popping while Toni looks stunned.

“How did you…” Toni mutters, shocked as she wildly swings for Io, who ducks, and chops the blonde harshly across the chest, causing her to cry out in pain. “AH! Stand still brat!” Toni shouts, wildly swinging again, only to miss, again, and get hit with a hard slap right across the face, knocking the taste out of her mouth and sending her staggering back. Shirai quickly follows up, running towards Toni and connecting with a drop kick, staggering the Aussie and sending her flying into a corner. Io, feeling a second or third wind now, runs at Toni and connects with an uppercut under her jaw, sending her collapsing right on her big behind.

“You deserve payback.” Io growls, running at Toni and connecting with her signature double knee strike. But with her in such a position, that isn’t all she does, running in for a hip attack of her own! And while it probably wouldn’t do the same amount of damage that Toni’s did, it didn’t need to, especially when Io remained seated against the arrogant Aussie’s face for a few seconds afterwards, getting a little bit of **** on her. After this, she quickly follows up, grabbing Toni by the foot and dragging her out of the corner.

“Say goodbye to your NXT career!” Io shouts as she grabs the bottom of Toni’s tank top, quickly starting to pull it up and off, looking to strip the blonde down to her own bra, so that they were all even and both just a pin or submission away from victory.