I Quit Match

As Stephanie spins the wheel, for possibly the first and last time ever, both Sasha and Alexa are on the same page: ‘Please be an I Quit Match.’ For Sasha, this wouldn’t even be that uncommon of a thought. Alexa had beaten her before, even with their rivalry, the Boss could admit that. However, Sasha knew her edge was in submissions and technical wrestling. Specifically her finishing maneuver. Which was perfect for an I Quit match to give herself an edge. So even if those were normal, non-degrading stipulations, the Boss may very well have hoped for an I Quit match. However for Alexa, it was much different.

If someone had told the Goddess a few minutes ago that she would be feverishly hoping for an I Quit match against the Boss, she would have laughed in their face, and then slapped them in it too. It wasn’t that she was scared or a coward, she wasn’t, Wasn’t, WASN’T! It was just that she knew her strengths, and going submission for submission with Sasha Banks did not play to any of them, nor any of her opponent’s weaknesses. She knew she could make her Quit despite that, but she would have much preferred a normal match, or something like a Last Woman Standing match, where she would just have to brutalize the purple haired woman and not make her quit. However now, when her only other options involved potentially losing her clothes, _‘ugh, as if any of these losers deserved to see her like that,’ having her amazing ass get paddled: ‘they deserved that even less,’_ or whatever the fuck a diaper match or a wedgie from the rafters match were, that second ones sounded scarily self explanatory however, the Goddess would happily go into a match that wasn’t her specialty.

Thankfully for them both, and unfortunately for the crowd, luck is on their side. Luck, or, as Alexa may believe, she really is divinity, but anyway. As the wheel spins, and spins, and spins, it starts slowing. And while, to Alexa’s horror, it looks briefly like it may stop on Paddle on a Pole, she never got spanked, never, it slowly moves over and stops on the smallest wedge. The crowd actually groans and boos this, while Alexa and Sasha, overcome with relief, actually high-five. They may be trying to make each other utter those two degrading words in a couple of minutes, but both were eerily on the same page, and wanted nothing to do with any of the other stipulation.

“Hold on, hold on, hold on, while I know that that may seem like a disappointment to some of you, I had forgot to mention something about _this _stipulation. With everything else on that wheel, do you really think this is just going to be a normal I Quit match?” Stephanie announces from the stage, piquing a lot of interest. And meanwhile, in the ring, both the Boss and Goddess have nearly identical expressions cross their faces, doubt, uncertainty, and fear. “I’m sure you’re both smart enough to realize that we have to have all the instruments on hand for a wheel spin stipulation. So, while none of them will be necessary for the match, you can strip each other, you can use the paddle at ringside on each other, you can use the diapers for the diaper match on each other, and you can even use the hook in the air from the wedgie from the rafter’s match on each other.” Stephanie announces, to both competitor’s disgust, but also intrigue. While neither one of them wanted it to be done to them, they certainly hated the other enough to try…

“And of course, there will be more of a stipulation for the loser. With every other match, I had thought of banishing the loser from Raw for it, but I decided on something special in case this came up. Because you see, after you quit and completely submit to your opponent, you will be **** to continue to. Because, after this match, the winner will be able to do whatever they want to the loser for the next twenty four hours.” Stephanie smirks, seeing both Alexa and Sasha look conflicted. Neither could imagine being at the other’s mercy, but the idea of having the other at their own mercy, they would have each recommended this stipulation themselves! “Glad to see you’re both on board. Ref, I don’t think anyone needs to be bored with the traditional introductions, so ring the bell.” The ref does as instructed, and this personal, humiliating, and very likely demeaning title match begins.