Nikki Infuriates Stat Even More

As soon as the bell rings, Kris charges at Nikki, aiming to take her head off her shoulders with a clothesline. Nikki though, simply ducks out of the way and gives Kris a mocking spank, making her face flush slightly red as her cheeks wobble.

“Aww, look at that fat ass? Is that why you’re so mad, huh? Mad everyone’s gonna see what a fat ass you have when I strip you!” Nikki taunts, continuing to gloat and mock her stronger adversary. Which, of course, provokes Kris into swinging for Nikki, who once again dodges and this time slaps her right across the face.

“Get on your knees, and kiss my ass, and I’ll let you leave with your clothes!” Nikki shouts at her, rearing back for another slap, only for Kris to catch her arm and quickly power Nikki up over her shoulder, causing the Bella’s eyes to widen as Kris then quickly drives her back first into a corner, sending her shoulder into her midsection.

“Uh oh, Nikki got caught! Making someone mad only works when you can avoid her,” Madden chimes in, wincing at the impact.

Kris backs up after the shoulder thrust, scowling at Nikki. “I’m not the type of person who usually enjoys this, but I’m REALLY going to enjoy stripping you, bitch,” She growls, charging back in towards Nikki for more only to receive a kick up to the face and chest, stunning her and sending her staggering away. Nikki makes her way out of the corner quickly and goes for Kris’ top, trying to strip her quickly, only for the stronger woman to quickly shrug her off. Nikki rushes back in, only for Kris to grab her and send her off the ropes. She then ducks down for a backdrop, only for Nikki to go over and then into a sunset flip position, not able to get Kris off of her feet.

“What are you—HEY!” Kris’ eyes widen as Nikki’s grip changes from her legs to her shorts, beginning to pull them down and exposing the top of her black thong, the fans getting loud at the potential stripping early in the match.

“Looks like we might be about to see a Full Moon!” Madden calls gleefully, Statlander’s shorts starting to inch their way downwards from Nikki’s grasp.

“The thing has enough craters for it!” King chimes in, just as gleeful sounding.

Kris however wasn’t being stripped like that, slapping Nikki’s hands off of her shorts and quickly adjusting them, before trying to jump up and crush Nikki underneath her. Nikki rolls out of the way though, sending Kris crashing down harshly on her tailbone, her cheeks rippling as she cries out in pain. Nikki follows up with a stiff kick to the back, sending the stronger woman down to the mat in agony.

“You’re a loser, Kris,” Nikki taunts, performing her twirl over a stunned Statlander, she had clearly not expected anything like this for how the match would start. “A loser with a fat ass!” Nikki shouts gleefully, holding up the L in her forehead again to taunt the stunned, furious, red faced woman on the mat.