One Bethany Baker

A young red head comes out of a sea of red heads. A very cute one at that, Tulip notices

The woman holds a beer can in her hand and a cigarette dripping from her lips.

"What did you say, young lady?" Megan says in an icy tone.

The woman spits out her cigarette and smirks, "Ye heard me, yer auld bat! I said bollocks. Dis whole show is as fake as yer mate's queenly tit!"

Tulip looks down at her large tits as some of the crowd chuckled.

"We all saw it on yer wee show before it got binned, how she strutted like she owned the place, but when it came to her so-called 'daughter', she dropped to the floor like a two-cent hooker. Pure mad altogether!"

Ebony tries to hold Tulip back but Tulip was not having any of it as she pushed Ebony and got in the young girl's face with her tits pressing against hers , "Just to let you know. Ms..."

The woman smiles, "Baker, me dear. Bethany Baker, ye see. Your highness. One o' the Forty Serpents gang, an amateur pornstar fer all them hardcore videos out there, and a fighter meself in the underground sex wrestlin', where I put those uppity bitches like yerself down"

"One my tits are not fake!"

Before Bethany could do anything, Tulip pulls down her dress, to expose her tits, and grab the beer can from Bethany's hands and place it between her tits. There Tulip squeeze her tits together and squish the beer can, making the soapy contents spill on the two women.

Without breaking a beat, Bethany wipes some beer off her chin and sucks it off, "I be standin' corrected."

"And second off, everything from when I fought Sakae to when the Great Fury was finally brought down by Red Krimsion was real. And I'm getting sick and tired of everyone from the wrestling business to the porn business telling me that I'm a fake."

"Ah, I’m not sayin’ the Great Fury was a sham. We all can see that, aye. I’m sayin’ yer the fraud." Bethany points at Tulip as she lets the can drop from between her tits, "With how ye bend to that Asian dyke."

Tulip grits her teeth, "She had... my daughter... what was... I suppose to do?"

"Fight yer bleedin' eejit! Fight! That's wha' I'd do!"

"And if they hurt or **** my Mary, what then?"

"Ah, well now, it’s high time yer dear Mary learned the ways o’ life. By me reckonin’, she was already at it when she got caught, wasn’t she?"

"So, by your logic, if I'm not a fake, then I'm weak is that right?"

"Aye, I’d say so, fer sure. Ye bein' a mother is wha' makes ye weak, an’ wha' happened in the Great Fury, it proves it, doesn’t it? Why d’ye reckon I’m never goin’ t’be one? Don’t let anyone be hittin' me on me weak spots."

Bethany chuckles as Tulip looks over shoulder at Ebony, who knew her friend and knew better to stand in her way, who simply nodded her head.

"Okay, Ms. Baker. I'll prove to you how weak I am. Because at the Royal Match it won't be between me and Ebony. It will be between me and you in a Hardcore match!"

The audience cheered, especially from Bethany's friends in her gang.

"I reckon I can manage tha' milk jugs."

Tulip holds her finger up, "But I'm not done. No, you see you think me being a mother makes me weak. Well, let's see how weak you feel when you become one yourself."

"What... what're ye talkin' about now? You wanker?" Bethany says a little taken back.

"I'm talking about a Hardcore High Risk Pregnancy Match you little cunt!"

People cheered as Bethany and her mates look horrified.

"As you know one of the few matches that are ever done in the underground with how controversial it is. Whoever loses will go through a gangbang with no condoms, no birth control, and no IUDs, no nothing. Nothing but the blindfold they will be **** to wear to not know whose fucking them.. And for one final stipulation. if the loser gets knocked up they will have to star in a peggar porno with the winner of the match as the director. What do you say?"

Tulip holds out her hand, "I have no problem becoming pregnant again. I've done it plenty of times. But do you have the balls to put your cunt where you mouth is and shows me how much of a badass you are?"

Bethany looks over at her friends, who seem to shake their heads while others encourage her on.

"Fine." Bethany takes Tulip's hand, "Yer on, ye old whore!"

"And if I don't see you in the ring later tonight when the tournament is done. It just proves how much of a big mouth bitch you are who is to chicken shit to face those who are willing to fight you."

"Ah, don’t ye worry, I’m no welcher."

"Glad to hear it." Tulip gives out a small smile, "Mommy."

Bethany starts to leap up from at Tulip but her mates held her back.

"Well, you hear it folks." Megan says with a big smile, "Our Royal Match will be instead a Hardcore High Risk Pregnancy Match."

People cheered.

"Way to go bitch." Megan sneered from her smiling grin, "If that cunt is under eighteen, you would have destroyed two of my businesses in a row."

"Relax." Tulip says on side of her lips as she waves to the people, "I've seen her face before in the underground, she's legal. Besides I think this will be a better match then the one you planned out."

"It's better or we all screwed."

All three women continue wave at the crowd as wait and see what happens next.