Her towel

September 30th, 2019 - Phoenix Arizona - Monday Night Raw

“The hell with it,” Carmella says as she tosses her title aside. “At least you had the decency to challenge me face-to-face. You want my title so bad… THEN TRY TO TAKE IT!”

Carmella charges Cross and the two women collide and start trading blows. ‘Mella’s sudden attack is enough to catch Nikki off guard and soon she has the Psychotic Scot doubled over while she clubs and claws at her back. But Cross endures the initial **** and suddenly surges back up.

“YAAHH!” Carmella screams in alarm as her bare feet leave the floor. Nikki hoists Carmella up and quickly swings her around to get a better hold of her towel-clad opponent’s waist then turns and runs across the room and rams Carmella back-first into the chain link fence that’s been used to protect some electrical equipment. “AAAAAHHH!”

Cross backs away and leaves Carmella slumped against the fencing but then she runs back and the chain links rattle and shake as she smashes against the champion. Nikk grabs the reeling Carmella by the collar and chucks her across the room.

But unbeknownst to both women, Carmella’s formerly fluffy white towel has gotten stuck on the metal links of the fence. So while Cross sends Carmella flying across the room - the towel stays where it is.

Carmella winds up crashing down to the floor completely naked.

“NOOOOO!” Carmella shrieks as she notices her even more exposed state of undress and attempts to curl herself up into a ball. The cameraman moves to the side to get a view of the curled up ball from behind and Carmella’s tan round fabulASS is once again exposed to the audience.

But suddenly Cross lets out an aggressive yell as she comes surging off of the fencing and clobbers the cowering Carmella with a running knee that would make William Regal proud. Nikki grabs hold of Carmella and hauls her up into a side headlock. A bit more than Carmella’s ass is exposed as Cross lifts ‘Mella’s long leg then spins to the side and crushes her with a big swinging fisherman’s neckbreaker. The audience doesn’t have time to get a good view of Carmella’s exposed body before Cross throws herself on top of her and covers her for the pin.

Referee Mike Chioda runs over and makes the count. “ONE… TWO… THREE!”

Nikki Cross rolls off Carmella then crawls across the floor to pick up both discarded championships. She laughs madly and hugs both belts to her chest and cradles them like they’re newborn babies. “Looks like Nikki’s won the game!”

NIKKI CROSS IS THE NEW 24/7 CHAMPION!!

The camera moves to the side and changes its view from the new champion to the former.

Carmella is out cold and is lying splayed out on the floor… completely naked. The camera zooms in on the naked blonde. It focuses first on her chest where her arms are spread wide open exposing her small A-Cup breasts. Her dark pink nipples are standing up as hard points due to her running around the air-conditioned Arizona arena in only a towel. The camera pans down her body and briefly focuses on her toned tummy and seems to be admiring the definition of her abs before it continues downward. Carmella’s legs are splayed out and her pussy is completely exposed. Unlike Sarah Logan, Carmella is shaved bare so there’s no hair obscuring her pouty pussy lips. The only hair on her now not-so-privates is a thin strip of her natural brown hair.

But suddenly a new voice pipes up. The camera goes to the door as the other half of the Women’s Tag Team Champions, Alexa Bliss, walks into the room staring at her phone.

“Hey, Nikki are you still here?” Alexa asks without looking up. She has showered and changed back into her street clothes following her loss to Sasha Banks and is now wearing a short black leather jacket and has her Tag Team Title on her shoulder. “Come on, the show’s nearly over. It’s almost time to…” Alexa trails off when she finally looks up and sees the situation that she just walked in on. “...go…”

Bliss blinks as she sees her partner sitting on the floor hugging two titles to her chest and laughing like a maniac. She looks to the side and spots Carmella lying naked and **** on the floor.

“Nikki… what did you do?” Alexa asks.

“I found ‘er tryin' t’ hide in Nikki’s special place,” Nikki explains. “Carmella agreed t’ play a game with Nikki… and I won!”

Alexa stares in surprise for a couple seconds then a wide smile spreads across her face. “Oh my god! I’m so proud of you!” Bliss runs over and seems completely genuine as she drops down to the ground to hug her partner. “Way to go, champ! We have to go and celebrate your big win!” The Women’s Tag Team Champions stand back up. “Come on…”

They go to leave with all three titles but Nikki suddenly stops and scratches her head like she’s trying to remember something.

“Wait… wait… she picked ‘er towel…” Nikki turns and spots Carmella’s abandoned title still hanging from the fence. She pulls it down then brings it over to Carmella and drops it on top of her. “That was your choice, right? Here’s your precious towel back. Thanks for playin’!”

Nikki strides back over to Alexa who is staring at the green and white leather belts crossed over Cross’s chest. “Hey Nikki, here’s a random idea… why don’t I hold onto that title for you?”

“But… I won it…” Nikki reminds her.

“Yes, I know, and like I said I’m so proud of you!” Bliss quickly gushes. “But I’m thinking strategy so that you can actually keep that title. We’re the Women’s Tag Team Champions. We’re already sharing one set of titles. If I hold onto that for you… the other girls will think I’m the champion and come after me. And even if they pin me they won’t be able to win it because you’re the real champ. Come on, we’re partners. I know you’d do the same for me.”

Cross stares at her partner then somewhat reluctantly hands the 24/7 Championship over to Alexa. “Right. Thanks for lookin’ out for me, Bliss.”

Alexa grins as she takes the championship off Nikki’s hand then the two of them left the room.

After the Tag Team Champions are gone, Referee Mike Chioda hangs back and looks over at Carmella with concern then calls out for assistance. “SOMEONE HELP! MEDIC!”

The camera turns back to show Carmella lying forgotten and **** on the floor. She fought like hell to regain her 24/7 Championship but after ‘playing’ with Nikki she’d lost it again. And now all she had to show for her efforts was a towel.