Over the Top, the Top Must Drop Match

Ring announcer: Coming to the ring next to compete in an Over the Top, the Clothes Must Drop match from Bethesda, Maryland, Tara!

Tara, a brunette with a fit body and massive breasts, comes outing leather pants and a jacket. She yells at someone to bring her a microphone.

Tara: Well, well. You perverts think you’re gonna get a show, huh? I had to agree to this match since it seems like the only way to sell tickets is to entice you FAT SLOBS with TITS and ASS. You thought I would really allow any chance that the whole world would get to see my perfect breasts and perfect ass and pussy totally bare? It will never happen. They will stay totally covered tonight. Lucky for me, I got to pick my representative in this match, and GOOD LUCK getting him over the rope!

Ring announcer: and her representative, Papa May!

Papa May is 40-50 years old and in overalls. He weighs 400+ pounds.

Eric Gargiula: Oh no! How is The Smoke going to get him over the top rope?

Danny: That’s cheating! C’mon!

Ring Announcer: And his opponents, The Smoke.

The Smoke is a cheap Rock knockoff, but for this match, the crow is totally behind him. He comes out to a big pop.

EG: Well, Danny, the rules for this match are pretty simple. For every time The Smoke gets over Papa May over the top rope, Tara has to take off an article of clothing. If Tara is naked before the time limit expires, The Smoke wins and Tara will be totally naked in the cage at ringside.

Danny: Smoke has to find a way to win! We have been waiting years to see those ta tas!

A referee is with Tara on the entrance ramp and shows her to a stripper cage where she will be kept during the match. At first she is hesitant, but eventually she walks in with a scowl on her face.

Danny: OK so from what I am seeing here, Tara has a barrette in her hair, a jacket, a shirt, pants, bra, panties, pair of shoes and pair of socks. Now the pairs count each as one item, right Garguila?

EG: That is correct.

Danny: And Smoke has 10 minutes to get Papa May over the rope 8 times, then? And then we get to see Tara naked?

EG: That’s pretty much it.

Danny: C’mon Smoke! I know he’s 400 pounds, but you got the juice right?!

The Smoke attacks Papa May and gets him to the ropes. He tries several times to clothesline him over, but to no avail.

The camera goes to Tara who is laughing. She looks at the camera and wags her finger mockingly.

EG: Tara looks pretty confident her clothes will be staying on.

The Smoke bounces off the opposite rope and plows into Papa May. The ropes stretch. Then, suddenly, the top rope snaps and Papa May goes tumbling over.

Danny: Yes!

Tara’s expression changes to a look of horror and her eyes grow wide.

EG: It looks like this match just got a little easier for The Smoke. The new top rope is the second rope!

Tara reluctantly removes her shoes. She is no longer smiling and laughing and instead paces in the stripper cage nervously.

Danny: Hey Tara, not so confident now, huh? She might be showing the goods very soon!

EG: Well we’re down to seven minutes, now the clock does stop for Papa May to get back in the ring.

When Papa May finally lumbers into the ring, the bell rings and Smoke immediately drop kicks him over the rope

Tara takes off her socks with a pouty look on her face.

EG: Things are not playing out the way Tara expected. She does not want to be putting on a strip show tonight.

Danny: She’s going to be putting on a show from the stripper cage! I can’t wait to see those massive melons!

Papa May gets back in the ring and tries simply laying down in the middle of the ring. Tara is clapping and again seems confident, nodding her head.

The Smoke is able to roll Papa May to the rope and with a big heave, gets him over again.

Tara takes off the barrette with an annoyed look on her face.

Danny: We’re about to get to the good stuff!

This time Papa May is a bit more active, lumbering around the ring to avoid Smoke. Tara has her arms crossed and taps her foot nervously. Suddenly, Papa May trips and falls, going over the rope once again.

Tara yells at the crowd as she takes off her jacket. She is wearing a striped spaghetti strap shirt showing plenty of cleavage.

Danny: Those melons are looking mighty nice, but they will look better naked!

EG: Down to 4 minutes. Tara really hoping Papa May can ride out this clock. This crowd is hoping for the opposite.

Papa May goes on the offensive this time and gets Smoke in a bear hug. He lets hime go and Smoke falls to the ground. Papa May starts to berate the audience when Smoke comes up behind him with a drop kick. Sending him over the rope again.

EG: Time for Tara’s shirt to come off and she is not happy!

Tara takes off a bracelet and avoids eye contact with the referee.

Danny: Wait a minute! That’s not fair!

The referee goes over to Tara and shakes his head indicating the shirt is next. Tara stamps her feet and looks out at the crowd in disgust. She slowly lifts up her shirt until her bra covered breasts finally fall out. She is wearing a black satin bra that accentuates her cleavage. She covers her chest with her hands and shakes her head.

Danny: C’mon honey. You look good!

As Papa May gets back in the ring Tara is yelling, “Just stay in the ring!”

EG: The stakes have become real for Tara. Once more over the rope for Papa May and she will be in her skivvies on the verge of showing off the tatas.

Papa May fights his hardest for about a minute. He gets Smoke in the corner. As he goes to crush him in the turnbuckle, Smoke gets out of the way and deflect Papa May, sending him careening out of the ring. Tara yells “Noooooooo!”

JR: Looks like it is bra and panties time for Miss Tara.

Tara hesitates. Those who can read lips can tell she says “Why did I wear a thong?” She closes her eyes and throws her head back. She slowly slips her thumbs in her leather pants and lowers them to reveal a small blue thong, not doing much to cover her bare ass.

Papa May really buckles down as time winds out. Tara watches the clock nervously, biting her lip.

Danny: Just a minute 30 left to get that bra off!

EG: Tara thought she was totally safe from embarrassment tonight. She has survived a couple Mardi Gras matches without revealing her tatas, but we are one pitfall away from seeing them in all their glory.

Tara is pacing and visibly sweating.

As Papa May is getting back in the ring, Smoke gives him a big boot. He is teetering on the rope. Tara looks in horror.

Tara: Get off the rope!

EG: Papa May is teetering!

Danny: Almost time for boobies!

Smoke grabs Papa’s legs and looks up at Tara with a smile. She clasps her hands pleading with Smoke not to do it. He hesitates for a moment, the throws Papa May over, sending him somersaulting on the floor.

The crowd erupts and Tara looks around in horror.

EG: The Smoke is our new hero and Tara had to take out the tatas!

The crowd begins to chant “Show your tits!”

Danny: The crowd is chanting for Tara to show her tits and per the rules, that’s just what she has to do!

Instead a stripping, she starts rattling the stripper cage door, trying to escape.

Smoke gets a microphone.

Smoke: Now Tara, you signed the contract for this match. You know there’s no way we can let you out of there until you fulfill your obligation.

Tara: Wait a minute! Wait a minute! Isn’t public nudity is illegal in the state of Pennsylvania?

The crowd boos.

Tara: So therefore, the contract for this match is null! Now let me out of this cage!

Smoke: I guess you got us.

Tara smiles and nods, pointing to her head indicating her smarts.

Smoke: However, I thought ahead and had this event categorized as an 18 and over private event.

The referee produces a license and shows it to Tara, whose jaw drops.

Smoke: So I guess it’s time to let those melons loose!

Tara’s eyes widen. The stripper music begins and she nearly collapses, covering her face with her hands.

EG: Oh my! Well we’re about to see if they are, in fact, real and spectacular.

She jumps up and down slightly in frustration, which has the side-effect of bouncing the cleavage of her massive, glistening breasts.

She looks around as if hoping for someone to save her from her fate. Then she shakes her head again and we see her say. “I’m not doing it”

Smoke: Need a remind you that per the contract, not only is your job on the line, but if you refuse to fulfill your obligations, you will be sued for all ticket and pay per view sales, as we will be **** to refund these fans.

The crowd goes wild again.

With an angry look on her face, Tara puts each arm through the bra stabs laboriously, she then slowly unhooks her bra with one hand, holding it against her breasts with the other. She finally lets it fall as she covers herself as best she can with her arms.

The match continues, as Tara barely keeps her nipples covered and she holds her massive breasts.

EG: We are one more item of clothing away here and just a minute left.

Papa May goes on the offensive and knocks Smoke to the ground.

EG: Well maybe some hope for Tara she won't be fully naked.

Tara with a **** look on her face as the clock winds down to 20 seconds. She closes her eyes mouthing "please,please,please"

Papa May goes to clothesline Smoke over the rope.. and SMOKE DUCKS AND KNOCKS HIM OUR OF THE RING.

Danny: YES!

Tara