No. You can win this without resorting to such underhanded tricks.

You pop up behind Lady Grace, leaving her pussy unharmed. She may never know that you chose to take the high road—but you’ll know, and you’ll remember that you took on the Queen Bitch of the ECL without sinking to her level.

Besides, your situation now is almost as good—you’ve taken Lady Grace’s unprotected back. Grabbing her around the waist, you hoist her into the air and bring her crashing back down to the mat in a punishing German suplex.

“What an impressive display of technical skill from John!” the announcer says of your dodge and counter combo. “If he keeps this up he might be the one to knock Lady Grace down a few pegs after all.”

And you certainly intend to. Rather than let her fall to the mat, you hold Lady Grace’s lithe form firmly in place, bridging your body up to press her shoulders down to the canvas for a pinfall. The position shows off your bulge nicely with your hips tilted up, so you show off with some pelvic thrusts, earning you a cheer from the audience for your exhibitionism.

Meanwhile, the ref has slid into place to start the count, and Lady Grace’s struggles are weakened by the **** of your power move. Though she tries to shake you off, she can’t get a shoulder up, and she’s easily counted out.

Just to show that you can, you hold her there for a couple more seconds after the buzzer goes off.

When you finally let her up, she takes a few seconds to shake herself off before returning to her corner, shooting you a glare. “If you think securing my shoulders for a few moments proves you to be the superior sexfighter, think again,” she tells you in a caustic voice.

“Of course not,” you say blithely. “I think fucking you until you can’t walk straight will prove me to be the superior sexfighter.”

You’ve won a point for a pinfall.