You connect with the avalance, squashing Casey's body between you and the turnbuckles.

You land hard into Casey's backside, slamming her back into the corner breasts-first.

Casey lets out a loud scream which brings a wry smile to your face.

You grab the cowgirl by the hair and parade her around the ring

"How do you like your favorite now?". "What's the matter, finding it hard to chant for a real winner?" You taunt the crowd.

You feel Casey about to make a counter against you.