Confrontation

Becky is walking to the parking garage to the car that she stole off the streets after she fucked the owner and beat her to a pulp because of the dress that revealed her slutty little tits.

"What are you doing?" A familiar voice says behind her.

Becky turns and sees Mama, "Well if it isn't my slutty little sister. How it going Tits Mcgee?"

"You know exactly how it going! We were all expecting you to show at my house or Mama to snatch Petty away or something. We never expected you to actually show up at the show!" Mama walks over to Becky and gets really close to her, "How dare you risk my daughter like that! Never mind assaulting me."

Becky looks down at Mama's significant cleavage and says, "Are you sure you really want to get this up and close to me, Karen? As you know how I get when I see you ugly cow tits."

"To be honest Becky I don't really give a fuck about your problems. All I care about is my daughter."

"Then you should have problem smashing that Muscle freak into oblivion, why don't you again, remind?"

"Because she's just a kid. About the same age we were in we started."

"No, it's because you are weak. And that weakness is what going to get Petty with a strap on in the ass. Which I believe already happen to you."

"You heard about that from Petty during one of your little chats?"

"Yeah." Becky says with a faint smile, "I did and I have to tell you, I jerk off every time I think about it."

Mama looks ready to slap Becky but doesn't.

"That's right. You want to hit me don't you?"

"No!"

"Yeah, I can see it in your eyes. You want to hit your sister. Come on hit me! Hit me!"

"I won't."

Becky gives a digested sigh, "And that is why you couldn't win against Amber, Karen. You just won't take it to where this little feud needs to go."

"And where is that?"

"To the place where one person is lying in their own blood and cum while the other is standing over them, playing with themselves hoping that their opponent is really to get up and doing it all over again."

"She's just a kid." Mama says weakly.

"I don't care. You mess with my niece, the only one in this fucking family who don't see me as a monster, or fucked up in the head, as the rest of you do, you mess with me. No, Karen this ends my way."

"Come back with us, Becky." Mama gently grabs her sister's arm but Becky pulls back and then turns around and walks away. Mama yells after her, "You haven't wrestled in a while. Not like this. You never been in a official wrestling match and an Iron Woman match is as **** as it gets . You get yourself hurt."

"Me or her, Karen. Me or her!" Becky then gets in her stolen and drive off.

Meanwhile, in Tanya's office…

Tanya is coming with Amber right behind her. Tanya is humming to herself as she gets set to go home for the evening.

"Ms. Mcvan."

"Hmm…yes?"

"Do I really have to fight that mean woman?"

"Why? You are not scared are you Amber?"

"No, course not..psst." Amber chuckles, "It doesn't seem Like she doesn't want to play like those others and I'm afraid she won't be as fun as teddy other two family members."

Tanya chuckles as she walks towards Amber, "Oh my sweet, little Muscle goddess." She pinches Amber's cheek, "You are going have to learn that not everyone want to play with you. They simply want to destroy. Which is exactly what you are going to do to that woman when you get into that ring next week. Destroy as you destroyed Casey and Mama."

"No problem. I'm going to enjoy fucking her for the owie she gave me in the ring." Amber licks her lips at that thought and a glimmer of self doubt came for a second and left, " But…but if she as mean as she looks and I don't win?"

"Then…." Tanya looks at the ground as if she is really thinking about it, "Then I guess you won't get your teddy and we will longer be friends."

"You don't really mean that do you?"

"Of course I do Amber. And believe me when I say that despite how scary that woman maybe I am ten times more scary when I don't get what I want. Good night Amber send my regards to your mother."

Tanya then hums to herself as Amber watches her, with some concern in her eyes.