Nikki Bella vs Kris Statlander

These two women had had polar opposite debuts. Statlander had simply dominated Lyra Valkyria, making her look completely out of her depth. Meanwhile, Nikki had gotten incredibly embarrassed by Sol Ruca, stripped to her bra and panties and leaving the arena in anger, face red as her exposed curves jiggled and wobbled away.

This match represents an opportunity for Nikki to make up for her embarrassing debut, and for Kris to continue her momentum by beating a self proclaimed living legend and stripping her down to her bra and panties yet again.

Nikki makes her entrance first, a smug grin on her face as she performs her usual twirl, most of the fans in attendance drooling over the always attractive Bella Twin in her usual tight top and extremely short shorts.

“Sometimes you’re having a bad day, and then you remember Nikki Bella exists and you can’t help but smile,” King says on commentary, clearly a fan of the curvaceous Bella Twin, even if he had enjoyed seeing her stripped in her last match.

“That may be so, but she’s facing a tough test tonight. She’s going to need all her veteran savvy to try and beat a woman like Kris Statlander.” Madden chimes in.

Kris enters next, a scowl on her face. She viewed a match against someone like Nikki Bella as totally beneath her and her strength, and she wasn’t quite sure if she was on board yet with the stipulations in this place. Still though, she flexes her biceps as she comes down to the apron, trying to intimidate her opponent.

If Nikki is intimidated, she doesn’t show it, mockingly flexing back at Kris to show off her (far inferior) biceps, before performing her twirl again and spanking herself at Statlander, she clearly did not respect the stronger, younger woman.

“Nikki’s clearly cocky, but that may be a mistake against Kris,” Madden remarks, the taunt clearly having pissed off Kris even more.

“Why wouldn’t she be cocky? She’s Nikki Bella!” King chimes in gleefully.

Kris enters the ring then, ducking inside and spreading her arms to pose, slowly going back into a flex. As she does though, Nikki strikes with a forearm to the back of the neck, dropping Kris down to a knee. Nikki cackles afterwards, flexing her own biceps again over her.

“Her popcorn muscles aren’t gonna help her!” Nikki gleefully declares with a smug expression on her pretty face, switching to hold up a mocking L on her forehead while Kris stews, the stronger woman getting back to her feet slowly and turning to glare at the still showboating Bella. “Hey Kris! You…can kiss my ass!” Nikki cackles again, blowing a kiss and spanking herself at the taller woman, who glares even more heatedly before looking at the ref.

“Ring the bell.” She demands, and the ref does, the match underway.