Mickie's Title Rampage
 

Okay, gang, so here's my new spin-off story. This is going to be sequel series to my Mickie-Trish Bra and Panties Match. I'm going to start off slow then quickly build up to more intense matches.

And now, without further ado, Mick Gesitt of the Mountain present:


Mickie’s Title Rampage

Chapter 1 – Interview with a Psychopath

The WWE was thrown into chaos following the Women’s Championship Match at Backlash where defending champion Mickie James stripped her challenger Trish Stratus completely naked in the middle of the ring. And it wasn’t just that. The majority of Mickie’s offense during the match had been highly sexual in nature. Mickie had been suspended indefinitely for taking things too far and poor Trish hadn’t even shown up for Raw the next night and when the WWE finally managed to contact her… their only response was a tearful “I Quit.” The Women’s Division was thrown into shambles by the loss of its reigning champion and the most respected diva in the locker room.

But then Vince McMahon saw the amount of replays WWE Backlash had received. Originally, the WrestleMania fallout Pay-Per-View had only received 220,000 buys. But in the week that Mickie and Trish had been off television word of their match had spread like wildfire and that number had more than doubled to 500,000. WWE Backlash had already outsold Raw’s January Pay-Per-View New Year’s Revolution as well as Smackdown’s February Pay-Per-View No Way Out and was on track to do more than the joint brand Royal Rumble. The fact that a solo brand Pay-Per-View was closing in on the numbers for one of the WWE’s joint-brand Big Four shows was intriguing. The fact that it was likely because perverts everywhere were re-watching the show specifically to see Trish Stratus stripped naked and broken made the savvy businessman decide to capitalize on the publicity and huge numbers.

The Raw Divas were all flown out to WWE Headquarters in Stanford to renegotiate their contracts. The divas were offered double their current pay to do more risqué content on Raw in addition to royalties for any matches they were featured in. Mickie James had immediately signed her new contract and her suspension was lifted. Playboy Cover Girls Torrie Wilson and Canadice Beckman (Candice Michelle) had signed soon after. Amy Dumas (Lita) also agreed having already been in the infamous Live Sex Celebration back in January. Long-time veteran Lisa Varon (Victoria) had spent the last few years being humiliated so she signed too. Part-time wrestler and on air personality Maria Kanellis signed her new contract and finally, even ring announcer Lillian Garcia had signed her contract. The only holdout was Melina Perez so it was decided that she would remain in her valet role for now. Following their contract signings all of the divas were flow to Anaheim California for Raw on the WWE Corporate Jet with a number of writers on board.

The stage was set and the show was ready to roll. Big changes were ahead and all eyes were watching WWE as Mickie James continued a title reign where the ‘r’ soon stood for Rampage.

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Monday Night Raw - May 8th 2006 – Anaheim California

Raw had gone to a commercial break and WWE Unlimited has started the live feed on WWE.com.

Maria’s brand new theme song With Legs Like That sounds through the arena and the ditzy backstage interviewer comes out for her segment in a wide scoop neck black top that showed off her black leopard print bra and extremely short orange short shorts. Maria smiles adorably as she takes her microphone.

“Alright all you stars and stud in Anaheim California! It’s time for the WWE Kiss Cam! So pucker up!”

The cheesy romance music starts playing and the heart-shaped frame appears on the Titan-Tron around the first couple in the audience.

But suddenly the music cut… AND WWE WOMEN’S CHAMPION MICKIE JAMES’ THEME OBSESSION HITS!

Mickie James jumps and skips out from the back with the Women’s Championship on her shoulder. She’s wearing a pale green crop top with a matching sash going around the waist of her brown skirt.

J.R.: It looks like the party’s over, King. We haven’t seen Mickie James since Backlash.

King: Oh boy! And that was one of the happiest nights of my entire life! Mickie helped me live out one of my dreams! I saw Trish Stratus naked!

J.R.: Somehow it doesn’t surprise me that would be one of your dreams, King. But show some decency. Mickie took things way too far that night. Poor Trish was so humiliated that she quit the WWE. Mickie James ended the woman's career.

By now, Mickie James has made it down to the ring. The doe-eyed interviewer is staring at the Women’s Champion like a deer in headlights. Mickie doesn’t even bother going to get her own microphone. She walks right up to Maria and places her hand over Maria’s so she can turn the microphone towards her.

“Eh-hem, where’s my introduction?” Mickie inquires. “You’re lucky enough to get an exclusive interview with the returning WWE Women’s Champion… and you’re not even going to introduce me properly?”

“Oh… right…” Maria agrees as Mickie tilts the microphone back towards her. “Um… please welcome… Mickie James!”

Mickie points the microphone back at herself, “That’s WWE Women’s Champion Mickie James!”

“Right… sorry…” Maria meekly apologizes, “Please welcome WWE Women’s Champion… Mickie James!”

“AND!” Mickie adds, “The women who broke and banished Trish Stratus!”

Maria stares wide-eyed at Mickie, “What?”

Mickie growls and leans in so she and Maria are nose-to-nose. “Announce me properly!” Mickie then coos like she’s talking to a baby, “Does Mickie have to break a b*tch?”

Maria’s eyes widen in alarm and she frantically shakes her head, “N-no! Please… please welcome… the WWE Women’s Champion and… and… the women who br-broke Trish Stratus… Mickie James!”

Mickie flashes Maria a big wide smile and pats the trembling interviewer on the cheek, “That’ll do.”

J.R.: Well I’m glad she’s finally happy. Maria looks absolutely terrified.

“Well? What are you waiting for?” Mickie prompts Maria, “Start the interview.”

“Um… I don’t know—“

“You don’t know what to ask?” Mickie interrupts her. “I won the biggest match of my career last week. Not only did I defend my WWE Women’s Championship, not only did I beat Trish Stratus… AGAIN… but I beat her so badly that she fled the WWE and we’ll never see her again!”

Maria frowns and shakes her head.

“You’re shaking your head? What’s that supposed to mean?” Mickie demands. She steps forward and she is once again nose-to-nose with Maria. “You got something to say? SAY IT!”

Maria flinches at Mickie shouting in her face then stumbles backwards when Mickie roughly shoves the microphone into her chest.

“Well… um… some of the other girls… were saying that… maybe you went a teensy tiny bit too far?” Maria’s comment sounds more like a question with the way it ends in a scared squeak.

But to Maria’s utter shock… Mickie starts laughing in response. “Ah-hahahaha! Ah-hahahahaha!”

Maria stares uncertainly at the laughing Women’s Champion and lets out an uneasy chuckle, “Heehee…”

But she immediately regrets it when Mickie’s head practically snaps to the side and her crazed gaze locks on her.

“What the hell are you laughing at?”

“Nothing! Nothing!” Maria yelps as she backs away, “I was only doing it because you were! I swear!”

Mickie tilts her head to the side… then smiles. But to Maria, Mickie’s smile is even more unsettling than the crazed gaze. She goes stiff as Mickie slinks towards her and throws her arm over Maria’s shoulder.

“You know, I watched Raw from home while I was suspended last week,” Mickie recounts, “It was a fun. The Spirit Squad ran the show. Joey Styles threw a tantrum and quit. And you won that Cheerleader Triple Threat Match.” Mickie punctuates the ‘you’ with a playful poke to Maria’s nose.

Maria is surprised by the sudden change of subject but happily welcomes it, “Um… yeah… I got lucky…”

“Oh, no, don’t sell yourself short,” Mickie reassures her, “You beat Torrie Wilson and Victoria. That’s a big win for you.”

“Uh… well… you know… Victoria actually beat Torrie when she hit her with the Widow Peak… I just tripped her and pinned Torrie myself,” Maria admits, “You know… at the right place in the right time.”

“That’s ‘in the right place at the right time’,” Mickie helpfully corrects her.

“Right, that too,” Maria agrees.

“And for your information, this is how you conduct a proper interview,” Mickie points out. “Isn’t it nice how we’re so cozy and close?” Mickie’s gives her arm going around Maria a squeeze and pulls the ditzy interviewer against her.

“Um… yeah…” Maria says with an uneasy smile.

“So… you won a big match by beating two other divas last week,” Mickie states as she beams at Maria, “Do you know what that means?”

“Um… that I won a big match by beating two other divas?” Maria answers uncertainly.

“Nope!” Mickie chirps with a flick to Maria’s nose. “It means you’re the new Number One Contender.” The transformation is instantaneous. Mickie’s warm eyes and playful smile turn into a crazed leer and a wicked sneer. Maria’s eyes go wide in horror as Mickie tightens the arm around her shoulders to the point where it’s almost painful.

“I… wrestle… but… you…” Maria stammers terrified beyond the capacity for rational thought.

“You see, originally Vince McMahon thought the same way that you did, you dumb, doe-eyed ditz!” Mickie growls, “Originally... because then he saw how popular my match where I broke Trish Stratus became and the old pervert changed his tune. He ended my suspension and said I can have free rein to do whatever I want. So right now I want to have a championship defense against my lovely little number one contender. Does that sound good to you? No? TOO BAD! It’s happening anyway! You and I are gonna find out what ‘too far’ really means!”

Mickie steps away and smirks as she leaves Maria standing a horrified in the middle of the ring, shaking like a leaf.

The feed fades to black as the live WWE Unlimited segment comes to an end.

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Raw comes back from commercial break with Maria and Mickie James still in the ring. Mickie James is casually leaning back in the corner with an almost hungry smile on her face. Maria is standing warily in the opposite corner and is casting frequent glances at the entrance ramp as if plotting an escape.

J.R.: Welcome back, folks. For those of you who weren’t watching on WWE Unlimited… WWE Women’s Champion Mickie James has returned from her suspension and has laid down a challenge for Maria. And now we’ve got ourselves an impromptu Women’s Championship Match.

The viewers at home are shown a replay of Mickie’s return, interview and challenge.

J.R.: Now tell me, King, how in the world does this make sense?

King: Well, you heard Mickie, Maria beat two other divas in a triple threat match last week. Mickie’s a fighting champion and is taking on all comers so she named Maria the new number one contender. You’ve gotta admire that kind of fighting spirit. Most divas would be happy to get a title match.

J.R.: Normally that might be the case, King… but this is Maria we’re talking about. She’s our backstage correspondent. She’s not a full-time competitor.

King: Look, Maria competed in the match and she won the match and now she’s earned a title match. Who knows? She could get lucky again and become the new Women’s Champion.

J.R.: You don’t honestly believe that do you? Mickie James is as crazy as a pet ‘coon. You saw what she did to Trish Stratus. How does Maria stand a chance against someone like that? This is no title match! This is a sacrificial lamb being fed to a hungry wolf!

Raw Ring Announcer Lilian Garcia has gotten into the ring to do the official pre-match introductions. “The following contest is scheduled for one-fall… and is for the WWE Women’s Championship! Introducing first: from Ottawa Illinois… MARIA!”

Maria gets a polite ovation from the crowd as they attempt to encourage her. But she is still backed up into the corner and still looks like she’s on the verge of making a break for it.

“And her opponent… from Richmond Virginia… she is the current WWE Women’s Champion… MICKIE—“

“HEY!” Mickie interrupts, “You forgot the part about Trish!” Lilian stops and looks over at Mickie. “Introduce me properly… or you’re next!”

Lilian’s eyes widen in alarm and she quickly complies, “Um… From Richmond Virginia… she is the current WWE Women’s Champion… and wishes to be referred to as the woman who broke Trish Stratus… MICKIE JAMES!”

Jack Doan is once again the referee. Mickie comes out of the corner and hands him the Women's Championship. The referee brings the title belt over to Maria who at this point looks like she’s on the verge of hyperventilating. Doan steps back into the middle of the ring and raises the championship over his head then hands it off to Lilian Garcia and calls for the bell. This Title Match is now underway.

Mickie steps out into the middle of the ring and motions for Maria to join her. “Come on, come on…” Maria remains backed into her corner and shakes her head. Mickie smiles and holds her hands behind her back. “Here, I’m a good sport. I’ll give you a free shot. Come on.” Maria timidly makes her way out of the corner. Mickie smiles and keeps her hands pinned behind her back and leans in. “Go ahead.”

Maria takes a deep breath, draws her arm back and lets it fly with a huge slap. Mickie’s head twists to the side from the impact of the blow but the rest of Mickie’s body remains rooted in place. Mickie slowly turns her head back to lock her crazed gaze on Maria. The blow hadn’t affected her at all. Maria stares in horror as Mickie slowly and deliberately pulls her arms out from behind her back. Maria turns to run for it but Mickie lunges after her and take her down with a stiff clothesline from behind.

Maria drops and curls up into a ball to protect herself but Mickie is all over her with vicious stomps to the back. She grabs Maria by the hair and hauls the woman up off of the mat the chucks her into the nearest corner. Maria hits the turnbuckles hard but then Mickie runs and slams into her with an even harder turnbuckle clothesline. The air is knocked out of Maria from the hard impact. But Mickie makes the matter even worse when she repeatedly drives her knee into Maria’s stomach for a rough series of knees strikes.

Mickie finally backs away and drags Maria out of the corner by her hair but keeps her hold on Maria’s long brown locks and throws her opponent across the ring with a rough snapmare. Maria is left whimpering face-down on the mat. The little fight has already been driven out of her by Mickie’s rough offense. Mickie goes after Maria and drags her back up to her feet then does a spin and doubles her opponent over with a spinning back kick. Maria wheezes as the wind is knocked out of her which leaves her wide opened for Mickie to grab her scoop neck top and yank it off. The fans and Jerry Lawler all pop at the sight of Maria’s exposed skin.

King: PUPPIES JR!

J.R.: Would you knock that off? The girl’s humiliated!”

Maria lets out a high-pitched shriek and hugs her arms around herself in an attempt for coverage. This leaves her wide-opened so Mickie can come from behind and hook Maria’s top around her neck then pull back on it. Maria flails her arms and uncovers her leopard print bra as she claws at her top and tries to fight off Mickie. Referee Jack Doan rushes in and forcibly separates the two women in an attempt to keep the women’s champion from strangling her helpless challenger with own shirt. Mickie throws the bunched up top in the referee’s face. The referee turns to toss the ‘weapon’ out of the ring.

But while the referee’s back is turned Mickie shoves Maria down on the middle rope and drives her knee down onto Maria’s back. Mickie applies pressure and starts choking Maria on the rope. Jack Doan comes back in time to see the illegal activity and orders Mickie to stop her vicious assault or he’d disqualify her. Mickie sneers at the referee and grabs the top rope for increased leverage so she could apply more pressure. “I’ve got a five count! I’m using it!”

Jack Doan gives Mickie a stern glare and starts counting. “One! Two! Three! Four!” Mickie pushes off of the ropes and backs away from Maria. The referee scolds the Women’s Champion for taking liberties with the rules when her opponent isn’t even fighting back at this point. The ditzy and most likely dizzy challenger is left slumped on the middle rope and is fighting to remain conscious as she struggles to breathe. But she is aware enough to realize that she’s been left alone. Maria grabs hold of the rope and attempts to slide herself through and get out of the ring. At this point, Maria is no longer concerned about winning the match. She just wants to survive her fight with the deranged Women’s Champion and that means getting as far away from her as possible.

But Mickie sees Maria making a break for it and lunges after her. She catches Maria by the ankles and drags her back through the ropes and back into the ring. Maria kicks and flails her legs as she grabs hold of the middle rope and clings to it for dear life. But Mickie throws herself backwards and rips Maria away from the ropes. Maria drops straight down and face-plants on the mat then Mickie pounces on her and starts laying into her with vicious forearm shots to the back, shoulders and head. When Mickie finally stops her assault, it’s only so she can rear back and kick her legs up into the air and then bring them crashing back down into Maria’s side for a hard knee drop.

Mickie stands up and holds her arms up to appeal to the fans. She receives a mixed reaction in response. Some of the fans are happy that she has stripped Maria and cheer for Mickie to keep it up. Others feel sympathetic for the cute, ditzy backstage interviewer who has clearly been caught off guard and is in way over her head. So they boo the reigning Women's Champion for taking advantage of her less experienced opponent.

Mickie turns back to Maria and grabs her in a side headlock then uses her hold to drag her opponent up to her feet. The Women’s Champion follows up with a series of stiff knees to Maria’s stomach and doubles her over then quickly changes her hold and charges forward so she can ram Maria into the ropes. Maria bounces off and Mickie quickly rolls her up. Maria ends up shoulders down and folded over with Mickie straddling her. Jack Doan goes to make the count but stops when he sees Mickie blatantly grab the waistband of Maria’s orange short shorts.

But Mickie isn’t doing this for better leverage in her roll up ‘pin attempt’. She uses her hold to peel down Maria’s shorts and exposes the challenger’s skimpy leopard print panties. The perverted fans pop and then the pop becomes a cheer when Maria’s panties are partially tugged down when Mickie gives the short-shorts another yank and then whisks them off Maria’s legs. The fans cheer at the sight of Maria's surprisingly skimpy dark leopard-print panties.

Maria drops out of her awkward folded-over position and her face flushes in shame as she realizes she has just been stripped to the bra and panties. But unfortunately for her, this isn’t a bra and panties match. The match will keep going until a decision is reached via pinfall, submission, disqualification, count out or knock out.

King: Oh wow! Panties too! I like this new approach of Mickie’s!”

J.R.: Oh, would you give me a break? This isn’t a Bra and Panties Match. It’s a regular one-on-one match. Just pin the girl and be done with it. This match has been one-sided right from the start. Just end the damn thing. There’s no reason for this!

Maria whimpers and tried to cover herself while Mickie laughs and circles around her. A wicked grin spreads across the deranged Women’s Champion’s face when she spots the bit of Maria’s ass crack peeking over her slightly askew panties.

“Oh no, Maria!” Mickie taunts her embarrassed opponent. “You’re butt’s showing! I only meant to get the shorts… here, I’ll fix it!”

Whether Maria actually wants Mickie’s help is irrelevant. Mickie hauls Maria up to her feet and grabs hold of Maria’s slackened panties then yanks them upward.

“EEEP!” Maria squeaks out in alarm and then whines in uncomfortable pain as her panties disappear into her ass and become a thong.

There is an even louder cheer from the perverted fans as Maria’s entire ass is now put on display.

King: A WEDGIE!?”

J.R.: You know, at this point I’m not actually surprised, King. The whole match has just been Mickie bullying Maria. Why wouldn’t she resort to sophomoric behavior like that?

King: Well… maybe Mickie’s trying to put the rest of the locker room on notice. Maybe it’s never been about Maria but has instead been about the Women’s Champion sending a message to the rest of the divas that with Trish gone, she’s the new top diva.

J.R.: Even if that is true, King, this is just cruel. There are better ways to do that than tormenting Maria! What did she do to deserve this? She’s never hurt a single soul a day in her life. And now that young woman is so humiliated that she’s on the verge of tears!

Mickie releases her hold on Maria’s panties and the challenger drop to her knees. Her face is bright red and her eyes are welling up with tears. She reaches back and gingerly attempts to pick her panties out of her ass.

“Uh-uh!” Mickie scolds Maria as she reaches down and grabs her by the wrist.

“No! Please Mickie!” Maria pleads, “No more! I’m sorry! I don’t know what I did but I’m sorry! Please!”

“That’s just the problem,” Mickie replies, “You don’t even realize what you did. That’s unacceptable. You disrespected me and now you need to be punished.”

“I didn’t—“

“DON’T INTERRUPT!” Mickie interrupts. “That’s disrespectful too. You’re a bad girl. And bad girls need to be punished. Do you know how bad girls are punished?” Maria shakes her head either signifying that she doesn’t know or doesn’t want to know. “They get spanked.”

“No! NO!” Maria yelps as Mickie drops to her knees and yanks Maria down over her lap. Maria kicks her legs and attempts to get free but she’s helpless at this point. Mickie smirks wickedly and runs her hand over Maria’s mostly exposed ass. Maria whimpers and shakes her head frantically. “No! Please! NO!”

WHAP!

“EEEIIIIEE!” Maria squeals out in pain as Mickie smacks her hand down on her ass.

WHAP!

“AAAAAHH!”

WHAP!”

“AAAAYYYEE!” The dam breaks at this point and the tears that Maria has been valiantly fighting to keep in start flowing as she openly sobs.

Mickie stares out into the crowd, “I don’t hear counting! We’re going to start over to make sure everyone gets it right.”

The fans oblige and start counting along as Mickie continues to spank the crying Maria.

“ONE!”

“TWO!”

“THREE!”

“FOUR!”

“FIVE!”

“SIX!”

“SEVEN!”

“EIGHT!”

“NINE!”

“TEN!”

Mickie finally stops. Maria’s exposed ass is bright red at this point. Maria has stopped yelping from every swat and is now just letting out continued wails.

“I think it’s sunk in,” Mickie announces, “But we’ll have to check to be sure. Maria, have you learned your lesson?”

“Yes!” the broken woman cries, “I’m sorry! I’m so sorry! Please, no more!”

“No more, huh?” Mickie repeats, “Then quit! Quit like Trish did!”

“I QUIT! I QUIT!” Maria shrieks and slaps her hand on the mat for good measure.

Jack Doan takes it as a submission and calls for the bell. Mickie’s theme Obsession starts playing as she stands up and the referee reluctantly comes over and hands her back the championship and raises her arm to declare her as the victor. Lillian Garcia stands up in the corner and makes the announcement.

“Ladies and gentleman, here is your winner and STILL the WWE Women’s Champion… MICKIE JAMES!”

J.R.: Thank God that’s finally over. That had to have been one of the most one-sided title defenses that I’ve ever seen.

Mickie turns around and spots Maria still lying face down on the mat. She puts down her championship and goes over to Maria and drags her defeated opponent up to her feet.

“Please Mickie…” Maria whimpers brokenly. She already lost. She just wants this to end.

Mickie smirks as she cups both sides of Maria’s face with her hands then pulls Maria in and kisses her full on the lips. The crying woman doesn’t even try to fight back as Mickie pulls away and yanks her down into a side headlock.

J.R.: No! No! You won! The match is over God damn it!”

Mickie raises one arm high up into the air and launches herself up off of the mat then comes crashing down and plants Maria’s with a vicious jumping Spike DDT!

King: That’s the same kiss of death that Mickie gave Trish right before she beat her.

J.R.: She won the damn match! There was no reason for that! That was as cruel a post-match attack as I’ve ever seen!

Mickie picks up her title belt and hefts it onto her shoulder then claims a microphone from the corner. She goes back into the middle of the ring and places one of her boots on Maria’s back. The ditzy backstage interviewer is lying face-down, out cold, stripped to her underwear and with her bright red ass still on display. The music cuts.

“Let that be a message to everybody!” Mickie calls out. “I broke Trish Stratus! I ended her career! I’m the Women’s Champion! I’m the top diva! This is my show now! All of you b*tches in the back had better respect that… because if you don’t this is what happens.” Mickie motions down to Maria. “I’m your champion… I’m your Queen… and if you get in my way… then Mickie’s gonna break a b*tch.”

Mickie’s theme song picks up again and she slips out of the ring and skips up the ramp to the back leaving a broken Maria lying unconscious in the ring.

King: Well, it looks like the inmates are running the asylum. Mickie’s made her claim saying she’s the woman to beat in the Divas Division and she proved it with her resounding victory over Maria.

J.R.: Considering the shape Mickie has left her last two opponents in… I fear for the rest of the women's locker room. This is not title reign… who will be the next victim in Mickie's title rampage?”

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And that’s the first chapter. Let me know what you think. I’ll be back with chapter two in time for Hell in a Cell on Sunday October 30th. See you then!

Loved it
 

I absolutely loved it you had Mickie James not only strip young maria to her bra and panties , but also spank her , and gave her a wedgie I kinda feel bad for Maria .

But , I can't wait until hell in a cell for part 2 .

Wait does that mean maria is gone or will she play a important role in this story if you don't mind me asking ?

Maria's fate
 

Thanks for the support!

Maria will be back once someone explains to her that she just quit the match and not her job. She's a ditz like that. This is the girl who called Edge 'the Edge' in her first interview and incorrectly called Victoria's finisher the 'Widow Peak' instead of 'the Widow's Peak'. So you'll understand why there's confusion on her end. She'll be mentioned in the next chapter but will not make a physical appearance. However I'm definitely bringing her back shortly after that. Only she's going to be (justifiably) terrified of Mickie from this point on in the story. Maria has that adorable wide-eyed innocence that makes her a natural victim for Mickie to bully whenever she needs to boost her tremendous ego.

Next chapter's guest star will be the lovely two-time Playboy Covergirl: Torrie Wilson.

Hell in a cell
 

Ok I understand now I can't wait for hell in a cell to see what you will do w/ torrie wilson .

On a different subject do you think it's a good idea for Sasha vs Charlotte to be in hell in a cell ?

Women's Hell in a Cell
 

I'm not opposed to there eventually being a Women's Hell in a Cell Match. And I'm not even opposed to Charlotte and Sasha being the ones to compete in it. I just don't think that this is the right time for it. I think they're just having the match for the sake of having the first-ever Women's Hell in a Cell Match and to add to their Divas Revolution.

My problem isn't with the current storyline its more with the WWE as a whole and how they seem to be misusing the Hell in a Cell Match. For me, there's always been a sort of mysticism about the Cell. I saw it as the ultimate way for two wrestlers to tear each other apart and finally put an end to a deeply personal rivalry. But that mysticism has diminished over the years with how WWE makes the Hell in a Cell Match an annual spectacle by creating a gimmick Hell in a Cell Pay-Per-View. Add in the fact that there are multiple Hell in a Cell Matches in the same night and it really takes away from the high stakes vibe that I used to love about a brutal Hell in a Cell Match.

There have been some stand out Hell in a Cell Matches in recent years. Lesnar vs Undertaker was great. HHH vs Undertaker at WrestleMania 28 was phenomenal. But that's because those feuds were given the proper build up. As much as I enjoyed seeing Shane jump off of the Cell at WrestleMania 32... I didn't think that match needed to be a Hell in a Cell match because there was no personal investment in the rivalry. Undertaker was just there to fight Shane in Vince's place. And that fact that it didn't actually solve anything made it look like a blow off match. Shane was back how many weeks later? And Vince gave him control over Raw anyway. There were no lasting repercussions from that match except for that one spot.

Again, I'm not opposed to Charlotte and Sasha eventually facing off in a Hell in a Cell Match. But in the long run, this match isn't going to mean anything. There are six divas on the Raw roster. No matter who wins, Sasha and Charlotte are going to end up feuding again in another month anyway so the Hell in a Cell Match won't solve anything. The proper way to do it would be to have them feud on and off for another couple of years. Have them team together, have them turn on each other. Make it a storied rivalry so that when they finally clash in the Cell its cause that's the only kind of match that could possible hope to contain the boiling animosity between the two women.

IMO, Triple H vs Shawn Michaels at Bad Blood 2004 was the greatest Hell in a Cell Match ever. This was a deeply personal rivalry between two men who had once been as close as brothers but had turned into bitter, mortal enemies. The two had faced each other multiple times before but THIS was going to be the match where they finally settled the score. And boy did they! Those two tore each other apart for the better part of an hour. And when it finally ended with Triple H getting the win... they went their separate ways. Triple H went on to feud with you-know-who for the Championship while Michaels was attacked by Kane and written off TV until he came back in September. They didn't fight again until Taboo Tuesday in October and that was only because it was 'voted on'. After that they continued to stay away from each other.

Sasha and Charlotte has the potential to be a deeply personal rivalry like that. But to push ahead with a Hell in a Cell Match so early in their careers feels like it's premature.

But anyway, that's just the opinion of one wrestling nerd on a forum for sex stories. Take is for what it is.

100% agree
 

Thank you for anwsering my question and I 100% agree to your statement .

Lovin' it already! Looking forward to more.

She's back!
 

Mickie James vs Asuka
November 19th 2016
NXT Takeover: Toronto

Chapter 2
 

I heard that Charlotte vs Sasha would be closing tonight's Pay-Per-View. So I decided after Sasha and Charlotte make history and launch the Women's Division to new heights that I'd set it back by posting the next chapter of my story from ten years ago where Mickie James is out to strip and humiliate the other divas in the division. Enjoy!

Mickie’s Title Rampage

Chapter 2 – Mickie’s Band of Broken B itches

The success of WWE Backlash continued to astound the WWE. After openly acknowledging the events that took place on the Pay-Per-View, the already impressive number of 500,000 buys had nearly doubled to 900,000 buys. The only show that Backlash hadn’t outsold from replays alone was WrestleMania. The WWE brokered a deal with the cable networks to keep WWE Backlash available on Pay-Per-View until their next show Smackdown’s WWE Judgment Day aired on May 21st. Everyone wanted to see just how far the solo-brand show would go.

Monday Raw had received a ratings boost during the second hour which had featured the return of Mickie James and the subsequent match where she’d stripped, spanked and broken Maria. Anyone that had been holding out on supporting the more risqué content was silenced by the phenomenal success it had received so far. There was a huge meeting between the WWE Creative Team and Board of Directors at WWE Headquarters in order to decide how to further capitalize on the risqué comment.

There was still one major obstacle that needed to be overcome: cable restrictions forbade the WWE from airing uncensored nudity on regular cable television. The next Raw Pay-Per-View wasn’t until the end of June so the WWE needed a better way to make money off of the risqué content while the phenomenon was still hot. Eventually someone suggested streaming it on WWE.com using WWE Unlimited. The WWE Board of Directions had the WWE Website upgraded to account for all the extra traffic they expected to receive while the WWE Creative Team got to work in planning their first exclusive event.

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Monday Night Raw – May 15th 2006 – Lubbock Texas

Raw had started with WWE Champion John Cena and Intercontinental Champion Rob Van Dam taking on three challengers: Triple H, Shelton Benjamin and Chris Masters. Both titles were on the line. Shelton Benjamin ended up walking away with the Intercontinental Championship much to the fury of Triple H who had been pinning John Cena at the same time.

Following the commercial break the cameras go backstage to correspondent Todd Grisham.

“Please welcome my guest at this time… WWE Women’s Champion Mickie James,” Grisham announces.

Mickie practically skips on screen with the Women’s Championship on her shoulder while holding two framed pictures to her chest. She’s wearing a light blue top, brown skirt and brown boots.

“That’s WWE Women’s Champion… and the Woman Who Broke Trish Stratus!” Mickie corrects him. “I went through all this with Maria last week. She disrespected me… and so Mickie had to break a b*tch. Are you disrespecting me, Todd?”

“No! No!” the interviewer immediately attempts to placate her. “That’s WWE Women’s Champion and the Women Who Broke Trish Stratus… Mickie James!”

“Thank you!” Mickie chirps. “Where’s Maria though? I had something I wanted to show her. But if she’s not here that takes away some of the fun…” Mickie sighs and looks down at her pictures.

“What did you want to show her?” Todd inquires.

“Weellll… I suppose I can show you…” Mickie relents, “Presenting: the Grand Unveiling of Mickie’s Band of Broken B itches!” Mickie turns the pictures around to reveal that the first a shot of Maria from their match last week. Maria is stripped to her underwear in the middle of a spanking. The word ‘BROKEN’ is written diagonally across the frame. “Isn’t that cute?”

“Um…” Grisham stammers.

“And of course,” Mickie adds, “The founding member of Mickie’s Band of Broken B itches…” Mickie adds as she presents the other picture. “Originally I wanted to use a picture from the match where I broke her… but I found a much better one that truly captures her inner b*tch… presenting: Trish Stratus!”

It’s a humiliating shot from the infamous episode of Monday Night Raw back on March 6th 2001 where Vince McMahon ordered Trish to strip. A miserable Trish is on her hands and knees barking like a dog. Once again the word ‘BROKEN’ was written across the picture.

“You’re disgusting.”

Mickie and Todd both turn to see Torrie Wilson walk on screen in pale pink ring gear.

“Oh look, it’s Whorrie Wilson!” Mickie exclaims.

“That’s T-orrie,” Grisham corrects her.

“I know what I said,” Mickie replies as she glares at Torrie, “Because only a dumb wh*r* would come and disrespect me after I went to such great lengths last week to show why that’s such a bad idea.”

“And you’re proud of that?” Torrie accuses her. “Maria’s a friend of mine. And she’s one of the only ones that I have left Candice and Victoria turned on me and after you drove Trish out of the business. I just spent an hour on the phone with her trying to convince her to come back and that she didn’t quit. But she doesn’t want to come back.”

“Aw… that’s so sad,” Mickie coos. “Why?”

“BECAUSE OF WHAT YOU DID TO HER, YOU PSYCHO!” Torrie yells. “She’s too scared to come back! And I really can’t blame her. You’re the reason why I don’t bring Chloe to shows with me anymore!”

“Who the heck is Chloe?” Mickie asks.

“My dog,” Torrie answers. “I used to bring her to the ring with me. But I don’t think this place is safe anymore with a nut like you running around.”

Mickie glares at Torrie but then her hard expression melts into a sickly sweet smile. “That’s sweet. You’re like a mommy taking care of her baby. But if you’re her mommy… and she’s a dog… that makes you… a b*tch.” Mickie’s smile turns into a sneer. “And we all know what I do to b*tches.”

“Oh, are you going to try and break me?” Torrie taunts her. “What are you going to do to me? Strip me to my bra and panties? I’m the Diva that’s won more Bikini Contests than anyone else in this company. Maybe you want to go a step further and strip me naked? You’re too late on that one too, sweetie. I’ve posed for Playboy twice. You know what that means? I’m unbreakable!”

“Ooooh… you just think you are,” Mickie sneers, “Every b*tch has her breaking point. But if you’re feeling so brave… why don’t you meet me out in the ring and we can find yours.”

“Fine! I’m not scared of you!” Torrie insists. “You’re a bully and the best way to beat a bully is to stand up to them. I’m not going to keep letting you do whatever you want. I’ll see you in the ring!”

“Welcome to the Band!” Mickie growls at Torrie before she stalks off screen.

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Obsession sounds through the arena at Texas Tech University and Mickie skips down to the ring.

“The following contest is scheduled for one-fall!” Lillian Garcia announces, “Introducing first: from Richmond Virginia… she is the WWE Women’s Champion…” the ring announcer casts a nervous glance at the Women’s Champion, “and… and the Woman Who Broke Trish Stratus… MICKIE JAMES!”

Mickie slips into the ring and goes straight for Lillian. The ring announcer flinches when Mickie yanks the microphone away from her.

“Wrong.” Lillian looks confused. She made a point of adding Mickie’s self-proclaimed title. “You did my introduction right. But I’m not out here for a match. C’mon, I can’t make matches. I’m calling Whorrie Wilson out for a fight.” Mickie steps back and motions to Lillian Garcia and referee Jack Doan. “This isn’t a match so that means both of your services are no longer required! Go! Bye-bye! Get out!”

The ring announcer and the referee share an uncertain look before they reluctantly leave the ring.

“Alright, Whorrie! Come on out!” Mickie exclaims, “Don’t tell me you’re scared!”

J.R.: So apparently being Women’s Champion means you can just do whatever you want.

King: Well are you going to stop her, J.R.?

J.R.: No… But Mickie said it herself. She can’t make the matches here. Vince McMahon does that. We can’t have the inmates running the asylum.

King: Right, J.R. and you’ve never complained about how Mr. McMahon makes matches. This means that Torrie Wilson has no reason to accept the challenge.

WHAAA-OOOOWW!

Torrie Wilson’s brand new theme song A Girl Like That plays and the blonde bombshell comes out from the back. A graphic promoting the new CD of WWE theme songs Wreckless Intent appears on screen as Torrie makes her way down to the ring.

King: She actually came? What is Torrie thinking? There's nothing to gain from this.

J.R.: We might actually be in agreement about that King. Torrie may have a point about making a stand against Mickie’s bullying. But this is neither the time nor the place. Mickie is as crazy as they come. She’s not someone you want to face in a fight. The rules are in place to rein in people like her.

Torrie stops in front of the ring and warily stares at Mickie. Mickie steps back and places the microphone down on the opposite ring apron then walks out into the middle of the ring.

“COME ON!” Mickie shouts as she motions for Torrie to join her in the ring. Torrie keeps her eyes locked on Mickie as she climbs up onto the ring apron.

King: Torrie Wilson is many things. She’s beautiful. And she’s certainly courageous. But right now… I think she might be playing to blonde stereotypes. Getting in the ring with Mickie is a dumb idea.

Torrie slowly steps through the ropes and enters the ring. She takes a deep breath and the pink-clad blonde met the blue and brown-clad brunette in the middle of the ring. To the blonde’s further credit, she doesn’t back down and tees off on Mickie with a big forearm to the face. Mickie reels back and Torrie is suddenly all over her with a flurry of furious slaps to both sides of the Women’s Champion’s face. Mickie backpedals away from Torrie and attempts to cover her face but the two-time Playboy Covergirl leaves the ground and levels the psycho diva with a dropkick.

King: Whoa! Torrie’s really taking it to her!

J.R.: I guess Mickie made the same mistake that we did. She underestimated Torrie Wilson.

Mickie rolls over to the rope and starts to pull herself up. But Torrie goes after her again and hits a series of hard forearms. There’s no referee so there’s no one to force Torrie to get off of Micke while she’s in the ropes. Torrie eventually drags Mickie away from the ropes then locks her in a headlock and spins to the side going for a spinning neckbreaker… but before she can connect Mickie shoves Torrie off of her. Torrie staggers backwards and Mickie charges her for a clothesline but the blonde drops down and catches her with a drop toe hold.

J.R.: Mickie just went face-first into the mat! This isn’t a match but Torrie definitely has the advantage in his fight.

King: Mickie might have beaten Trish Stratus at WrestleMania. But she wasn’t the only diva who won that night. Torrie Wilson beat Playboy Covergirl Candice Michelle.

J.R.: Mickie may be the Women’s Champion but Torrie has been here in the WWE for five years now. I suppose we can consider her the veteran in this contest.

Torrie grabs two big handfuls of Mickie’s hair and starts to drag her off of the mat. But Mickie suddenly surges forward and ram Torrie back into the corner.

King: Looks like we spoke too soon. That was a rookie move.

Mickie keeps Torrie pinned in the corner and repeatedly rams her shoulder into Torrie’s stomach for a hard series of shoulder thrusts. Torrie scratches and claws at Mickie’s back to stop the assault but once again there’s no referee to force Mickie out of the corner and break them apart. Mickie keeps her shoulder planted in Torrie’s stomach for a final shoulder thrust then reaches through the ropes and grabs onto the ring post for extra leverage. The Playboy Covergirl screams out in pain as the Women’s Champion uses the ring post increase the pressure she’s applying to Torrie’s stomach.

Torrie is desperate. She reaches down and yanks up Mickie’s blue top until it is bunched around her shoulders. Mickie doesn’t let up but the fans let out a loud pop when Torrie grabs the back of Mickie’s newly revealed brown bra and unclips it. The fans let out whistles and catcalls as Mickie’s bare back is exposed. She finally relinquishes her hold and staggers away from the corner and her opponent as she reaches behind her and attempts to fix her uncomfortable bra. But Torrie decides that this is where she needs to capitalize and rushes Mickie. The Women’s Champion is still off guard and trying to fix her bra when Torrie grabs the sides of her face and jumps backwards to nail a sit-out facebuster, NOSE JOB!

King: Wow! I didn’t think that Torrie would be the first diva to go for her opponent’s clothes. That’s usually Mickie’s thing.

J.R.: She was desperate, King. Mickie was showing no signs of letting go. If she had kept that up Torrie might have ended up with a bruised spine.

King: Well Mickie looks like she’s out after that facebuster. If this was a regular match Torrie might have been able
to get a pin off of a high impact move like that.

"You wanna humiliate me? You wanna break me?" Torrie shouts at her fallen opponent. "Let's see how you like it!"

Torrie grabs Mickie and grabs her off of the mat then tosses her into the corner. The Playboy Covergirl backs across the ring into the opposite corner then takes off and charges Mickie then slams into her at full-speed for a hard turnbuckle clothesline. Mickie is rocked against the padded turnbuckles and as Torrie backs away the Women’s Champion drops down into a seated position against the bottom and middle turnbuckles.

Torrie is all smiles as she stands in the middle of the ring then reaches back and pulls her pale pink bottoms up into a thong. The fans cheer and holler. Torrie is going for the Stinkface! Or as Torrie calls it when she does it… the Facial! Torrie turns away from Mickie and backs up into the corner but Mickie suddenly lashes out and drives her boot into the back of Torrie’s leg. The blonde stumbles and falls backwards while the psychotic brunette spins to the side and allows her opponent to fall head-first onto the middle turnbuckle. Torrie is down!

Mickie doesn’t waste a second. She pushes up onto her knees and rolls Torrie over so she’s lying on her stomach then grabs hold of Torrie’s blonde hair and rams her face-first into the turnbuckle. Mickie doesn’t stop at one. The vicious Women’s Champion smashes Torrie’s pretty face on the turnbuckle over and over again. After no less than seven smashes Mickie finally stops but only so she can grind her opponent's face into the turnbuckle instead.

King: Mickie no! I’ll never forgive you if you ruin Torrie’s beautiful face!”

J.R.: I think this is more what we were expecting King. And if Torrie’s lucky her face will be all that Mickie ruins.

Mickie finally backs away from Torrie and leaves her slumped in the corner. The Women’s Champion goes back to attempting to fix her bra but she can’t seem to get at it with her top in the way. Mickie turns and looks straight into the head-on camera then grabs her light blue top and pulls it off. The fans explode and cheer loudly as Mickie’s brown bra is left on full display. Now unencumbered, Mickie reaches back behind her and manages to fix her bra. Mickie smiles and doesn’t seem to mind the wolf whistles that she’s receiving as she stands in the ring dressed in only her brown bra, brown skirt and brown boots.

King: J.R… I take back anything bad I’ve ever said about Mickie James! I don’t care how crazy she is! PUPPIES, J.R.!

Mickie goes after Torre and pulls her out of the corner. But Torrie has managed to recover and lashes out at Mickie for a forearm. Mickie ducks under Torrie’s strike and delivers a spinning back kick straight to the stomach. The Playboy Covergirl is doubled over and Mickie grabs her in a side headlock then launches herself up into the air and drive Torrie face-first into the mat for a big spike DDT. Torrie is out cold. But Mickie isn’t done. The psycho diva drags her unconscious opponent up and throws her into the ropes. Torrie drops down so she’s sitting against the ropes and then Mickie makes the situation even worse by grabbing the top rope and stretching it down below Torrie’s arms.

J.R.: No! She’s already unconscious! Now Mickie’s got Torrie trapped in the ring ropes! Are you ready to take your last statement back yet, King?

King: Well… we don’t know what Mickie’s planning… and… Torrie asked for this by accepted Mickie’s challenge. She’s the one that claimed she’s unbreakable. You don’t poke the bear, J.R., especially when it’s a crazy one!

Mickie kneels down in between Torrie’s legs then pulls her hand back so she can deliver a big slap. Torrie’s head twists to the side and her eyes snap open as she winces in pain. But then the blonde takes stock of her situation and finds herself trapped in the ring ropes with a leering Mickie James kneeling in front of her. The Playboy Covergirl shrieks in alarm and struggles against the ropes binding her. But she can’t get out! Mickie cups her helpless opponent’s face and silences the blonde’s screams when she kisses her full on the lips to a chorus of wolf whistles.

J.R.: Oh no! Mickie just delivered that Kiss of Death! Nothing good can come of this!”

King: I’m gonna be honest… I don’t hate it when she does that…

Mickie stands up and backs away into the middle of the ring. She grabs the waistband of her skirt and slides it down. The fans explode in another loud ovation as the Women’s Champion’s skirt pools around her ankles revealing her brown bikini-cut panties that match her bra. Mickie’s big thick thighs and ass are now on display as she shamelessly stands in the middle of the ring in her underwear.

King: Oh my God… I think I’m in love!

J.R.: Easy there, you old horndog. That woman is half your age... and she's as crazy as they come!

King: I can think of some very round reasons why that won’t be a problem.

Anyone wondering what Mickie is thinking is immediately enlightened when the Woman’s Champion reaches back and pulls her own panties up into a thong. Mickie looks back over her shoulder and smirks deviously at Torrie then turns and stalks toward her trapped opponent. Torrie lashes out with her leg in an attempt to defend herself but Mickie side-steps it and then stomps on Torrie’s leg. Mickie may be down to her underwear but she still has her big brown boots and she makes full use of them when she steps on Torrie’s ankle with one foot then stomps on the blonde’s knee with the other. Mickie drives her boot down into her opponent’s knee over and over again until the Playboy Covergirl is crying out in pain.

J.R.: This is just cruel! She could break Torrie’s knee!

King: Do you see the way Mickie is jiggling! How can you hate this?

J.R.: Maybe because I have a soul and a beating heart that I listen to from time to time. Instead of someone else I know he seems to only listen to something located a fair bit lower.

Once the fight has left her opponent, Mickie spins around and rams her ass into Torrie’s face. Cameras flash all around the arena as Mickie grabs onto Torrie’s arms and uses them for leverage as she rubs her big round ass against Torrie’s pretty face. STICKFACE! This isn’t a regular match so there’s no five count from the referee. Mickie is free to rub her ass in Torrie’s face for as long as she wants. Five seconds… ten… fifteen… twenty… Mickie finally backs away and leaves a gasping, panting and retching Torrie still trapped in the ropes.

King: That was the greatest stinkface that I’ve ever seen!

“Had enough?” Mickie taunts Torrie as she leans in and smirks in her gagging opponent’s face. Torrie coughs and shakes her head. She lashes out with her other leg and kicks at Mickie’s side. But Mickie traps Torrie’s leg with her arm then lashes out and delivers another series of vicious stomps to the knee that she’d targeted earlier. Torrie cries out in pain as Mickie repeatedly drives her boot down into her hurt knee. She's trapped, her knee is killing her and she’s lost all sense of taste.

Mickie steps back and smirks at her trapped opponent then turns and races across the ring. Mickie’s bra-clad chest heaves and jiggles as comes off of the ropes then jumps up into the air and lands on Torrie’s chest then starts to bounce and buck against her. BRONCO BUSTER! But then Mickie changes her hold on the trapped blonde’s arms and pushes herself up so she’s straddling her opponent’s face then starts bucking her panty-clad crotch into the Playboy Covergirl’s face. Torrie’s loud but muffled screams can be heard by the microphones on the camera and everyone in the first ten rows as Mickie grinds and thrashes against her blonde opponent’s pretty face. Camera flashes are still going off as the fans holler and cheer as Mickie rides Torrie’s face.

J.R.: There’s no way Torrie deserves this! But I can’t say I’m surprised that things devolved to such a vulgar level. But when Mickie’s concerned you can’t seem to count anything out.

King:…

J.R.: You alright there King? It sounds like you’re panting. Torrie’s the one that’s being smothered.

King: I think I need a shower…

J.R.: Just… stay on your side of the table, you pervert.

King: Thanks to Mickie I’m going to have some very pleasant dreams tonight.

Mickie finally drops off of Torrie and the Playboy Covergirl is once again left gasping and struggling to breath. Her makeup had already been mussed by Mickie’s Stinkface but now after the Bronco Buster it was a complete and utter mess. Torrie looks like she’s on the verge of throwing up as Mickie knees down in front of her. “I told you everyone has their breaking point! Still think you’re unbreakable?” Torrie took a deep gasping breath AND SPAT IN MICKIE’S FACE!

J.R.: What in the Sam Hill is that woman thinking? Taking on Mickie in a situation like this was a mistake right from the start! But despite the horrible situation Torrie’s found herself in… she continues to defy the Women’s Champion.

King: This is senseless. I hate to say it but whatever Mickie does to Torrie now… she asked for by spitting in her face. Remember what I said about poking the bear?

Mickie reaches up and wipes Torrie’s spit off of her face. “You’re gonna pay for that!” The Women’s Champion slips passed Torrie out of the ring. She drops down and pulls a steel chair out from under the ring then slides back in.

J.R.: No! Not a chair! I know she’s unbalanced but this is uncalled for!

Mickie waves her chair in Torrie’s face. “You may think that your spirit is unbreakable… but your body isn’t!” She raises the chair up over her head and then brings it down on Torrie’s bad knee. The sound of steel on flesh echoes through the arena then Torrie lets out a loud shriek of pain. Mickie raises the chair and brings it down again for another shot to the knee. Third time’s the charm. Mickie lifts the chair and smashes it on Torrie’s knee a third time. Torrie is now crying. She not used to taking brutal chair shots and the extreme pain is foreign to her.

J.R.: Torrie’s gonna be lucky to walk again after this!

“YOU SHOULD’VE GIVEN UP!” Mickie screams at her opponent. “Your disrespected me and now I’m gonna break your pretty face!” Mickie stands up and winds up with the chair ready to drive it into the trapped Torrie’s face. But suddenly a tall muscular blonde woman jumps the barricade and slips into the ring. The mysterious blonde woman grabs Mickie’s chair just as she‘s about to swing it and shows surprising strength when she tears the weapon out of the Women’s Champion’s grasp.

King: Who the heck is that? Some fan just jumped the barricade!

J.R.: Well its about time someone stopped this madness!

A furious Mickie spins around and stares wide eyed at the muscular blonde as she tosses the chair out of the ring.

"YOU!" Mickie shrieks as she recognizes the mystery blonde who she apparently has some history with.

Mickie charges but the blonde catches the half-naked champion with a hard knee then hoists her and dead lifts Mickie James up over her head with a military press. The blonde carries Mickie to the ropes and throws her over out of the ring. Mickie bounces off of the floor and rolls over to the ramp while the mystery blonde goes over to Torrie and frees her from the ropes. The muscular blonde supports Torrie's weight as the Playboy Covergirl gingerly stands on just one leg. Mickie scrambles back up on the ramp and screams at the blonde, "HOW DARE YOU, BETH! HOW DARE YOU!"

The mystery blonde carries Torrie to the corner and leaves her there as she goes to retrieve the microphone that Mickie had abandoned on the ring apron earlier.

"Surprised to see me, Mickie?" the new blonde asks as she walks back into the middle of the ring. "Like a phoenix I've risen from the smoldering ashes that you left my life in. I'm not going to stand idly by and let you destroy anyone else's life. You're going to rue the day you messed with Beth Phoenix. I'm going to bring you down!"

Mickie shrieks in rage and storms to the back leaving the now identified Beth Phoenix looking on from the ring.

King: Beth Phoenix? Does she even work here?

J.R.: I don't know, King. But it looks like she's got some deeply personal history with the Women's Champion. Maybe she'll be the one that ends Mickie's rampage.

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I've got a question for you guys. My plan was to post a new chapter of this story on the night of every Pay-Per-View. I was going to post the third chapter the night of Survivor Series. BUT! Mickie James is returning the night before at NXT Takeover: Toronto. Here's the question: should I make a special exception for this special circumstance and post the next chapter a day early in honor of Mickie James? Or should I stick to my schedule? Let me know!

Next Chapter: the Rise and Fall of Beth Phoenix.

NXT Takeover
 

Awesome story as usual love how you made Mickie strip herself but not torrie lol.

But as for your question I say on nxt takeover you post it a day earlier also its in Toronto so you maybe could have Trish stratus come back in her hometown for a fight .

You'll learn why Mickie does some of the crazy things that she does - such as stripping herself - as the story goes on.

You won't be seeing Trish. She's gone. NXT Takeover maybe be in Toronto but my story isn't. I'm actually somewhat following canon WWE Raw from ten years ago back in 2006. So the two shows featured in the next chapter are going to take place in the same cities as the originals. May 22nd 2006 Raw = Las Vegas Nevada. May 29th 2006 Raw = Tacoma Washington.

Makes sense
 

Ok makes sense thank you for anwsering my comment .

Have you decided on whether you'll be posting it tomorrow in celebration of Mickie's return or Sunday as planned?

Chapter 3 Part 1
 

Mickie’s Title Rampage

Mickie's back tonight and so is this story!

Okay so I finished this chapter but I’m not going to be able to finish Chapter 4 in the span of two weeks. So I’ve decided to split this chapter into two parts that way I can keep up my promise of posting every time there’s a Pay-Per-View. Hopefully 2017 will have a more relaxed Pay-Per-View schedule.

This first part of the chapter is going to be mostly character development and plot building. The second part has the naughty stuff. And don’t worry, the last two chapters were mostly set up so they were somewhat tamer. Now that I’ve set the stage for my big match and mature content I can get more ‘extreme’ with my matches.

Chapter 3 – The Rise and Fall of Beth Phoenix

The big news in the wrestling industry was that WWE Backlash had passed 1,000,000 buys. The final numbers were 1,050,000. This was historic. No one had ever expected the solo-brand WrestleMania fallout Pay-Per-View to go from 220,000 buys and more than quadrupled with replays until it had outsold every other Pay-Per-View in WWE history. The fact that Smackdown’s Solo Brand Pay-Per-View Judgment Day which had aired on May 21st had only received 250,000 buys solidified the fact that Backlash was an enigma thanks to the Mickie James/Trish Stratus Match.

WWE Corporate and Creative decided it was time to launch their experiment to see how much attention it would garner. The WWE.com overhaul had gone as planned. WWE’s official website could now handle ten times more traffic and they had updated their default video player. The plan was to stream an exclusive Raw Post Show Match after next week’s Raw on the website. Anyone under eighteen would be cleared out of the arena that night after the show. Anyone that wanted to watch the match online would have to pay a one-time fee of $6.69. The logic was that over 800,000 perverts had paid $34.95 for replays of the Mickie/Trish Match so they’d be willing to pay a fraction of that match specifically.

WWE Corporate had set the stage for the match. Now Creative had to provide the two competitors. Mickie James was a given but who would be her opponent? Elizabeth Kocianski aka Beth Phoenix was considered by many to be one of the top talents in OVW. She had been apprehensive about accepting her new contract for a match against Mickie James where everything goes. But she was still a rookie trying to escape the developmental territory and to start her career on the main roster. She didn’t want to rock the boat. The Creative Team decided to go ahead and promote a personal rivalry between the two women for their special match on May 29th.

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Monday Night Raw – May 22nd 2006 – Las Vegas Nevada

Raw is underway. In the most recent segment Edge and Mick Foley had announced themselves as the co-holders of the Hardcore Championship and then accepted Paul Heyman’s challenge to face Tommy Dreamer and Terry Funk in an Extreme Rules Tag Team Match at ECW One Night Stand on June 11th.

Jerry Lawler promotes the Diva Search then the cameras go backstage to a returning Maria.

“Hi guys! I’m back!” Maria chirps. She’s back and in high spirits. “My first guest is Raw’s newest diva… Beth Phoenix!”

The camera zooms out to reveal the muscular blonde who had saved Torrie Wilson from Mickie James last week.

“Hey Beth!” Maria greets her guest. “So last week you attacked WWE Women’s Champion… ” Maria pauses and then quickly adds, “andthewomanwhobrokeTrishStratus… Mickie James. And…”

“What did you just call her?” Beth interrupts, “The Woman Who Broke Trish Stratus? You do realize that she’s not here, right?”

Maria’s cheery smile fades and she timidly whispers to Beth. “I don’t want to make her mad again…”

Beth shakes her head, “I can see that she’s already done a number on you. But that’s why I’m here… to stop that psycho from ruining anybody else’s life.”

“Ssshh!” Maria hisses as she gives a panicked look around her. “You shouldn’t call her that. Mickie gets really mad when anybody calls her the s-word.”

“Psycho starts with a ‘p’,” Beth corrects the ditzy interviewer. “Didn’t you have something you wanted to ask me?”

“Um… you mentioned that Mickie ruined your life…” Maria recalls, “So I guess that means you know her personally. Would you care to share?”

“That’s kind of personal for a first interview,” Beth remarks, “But fine, I’ll humor you. Everyone should have an extra cautionary tale about trusting crazy b*tches, especially that one.” Maria once again casts a wary look around her. “Oh, calm down! She’s not there.”

“Mmhmm… go ahead,” Maria meekly prompts her guest.

“Mickie and I met when we were both training to be wrestlers,” Beth begins. “Back then she was really energetic and very helpful. She was… like an enthusiastic puppy.”

“I love puppies!” Maria gushes. Somewhere in the arena Jerry Lawler wholeheartedly agreed with her.

“I do too,” Beth agrees, “That’s why I didn’t see anything wrong with her behavior right from the start. She was always there training when I was and she always brought an extra towel and an extra bottle of mineral water. She was a constant source of encouragement and was always willing to spot me when I was lifting. I thought we were friends… but apparently she thought we were more than that. I had moved to Louisville to train for the WWE. But training to be a wrestler doesn’t exactly pay the bills. Most months it was really hard to come up with the money to pay my rent. Mickie had a place and offered to let me move in with her. I wasn’t exactly in a position to pick and choose so I accepted.”

Beth shakes her head, “I didn’t know what I was getting into. Mickie had failed to mention that her apartment only had one bedroom… and only one bed. I can’t tell you how many mornings I woke up to find that woman cuddling me. And then there was her bathroom. First of all, there was no lock on the door and second, her shower curtain was clear and not frosted clear… but completely transparent see-through. It never failed… whenever I was in there Mickie always found some excuse to come into the bathroom. The low rent wasn’t worth it. The only one really benefitting from the relationship was Mickie. She could see me naked whenever she wanted and got to fondle me in my sleep.”

“And if being smothered at home wasn’t enough…” Beth continues, “My social life suddenly took a nosedive. I reached out to some of my friends to see if they’d help me out… but they stopped answering my calls when they started receiving threatening voice mails. And the guys that I dated… most of them never lasted beyond the second date. I’m willing to bet now that it’s for the same reason as my friends. The one guy that lasted a bit longer ended up breaking up with me when some crazy woman broke into his house. Wanna take a guess who that crazy woman was?”

“Umm… Mickie?” Maria answers uncertainly.

“That’s right…” Beth confirms, “But you know what? All that would’ve been worth if it hadn’t been for what she did next. About ten months ago … I finally received the call to come up to the main roster. Trish Stratus was coming down to Louisville so I could have a tryout match. I decided that was finally the time to part ways with Mickie. I tried to let her down easy because despite all the craziness she had been there for me when I needed her. But she did not take it well. First she started crying like I’d broken up with her. Then she got angry, called me ungrateful and all but kicked me out. And just as I was leaving… she pushed me down the stairs.”

At this point, Maria is staring at Beth in horror. Or maybe behind her is more accurate.

“She broke my leg,” Beth recounted. “Needless to say I didn’t make it to my tryout. So had no income, no home, no friends, no boyfriend and a major injury to pay off and rehab. That crazy b*tch ruined my life! And you know the best part? Two months later, guess who I see cozying up to Trish Stratus on Raw? The psycho took my spot!”

Maria frantically shakes her head. Her eyes are wide in panic.

“And so as my leg slowly healed I watched as she sank her crazy claws into Trish and destroyed the life, career and legacy of one of the greatest women’s competitors of all time! I was too late to save Trish… but now I’m here to make sure she doesn’t do the same thing to anybody else!”

”Funny… that’s not the way I remember it…”

The camera slowly zooms out to reveal that Mickie James is standing behind Beth. The muscular blonde warily turns to face her while Maria looks like she’s two seconds away from running for the hills.

“Oh, this should be good…” Beth growls as she folds her arms across her chest, “How does your addled brain see the situation?”

“Everything that I had I shared with you!” Mickie exclaims, “Do you think I was doing well financially? I lived in a tiny one-bedroom apartment with a broken bathroom door and a crappy shower curtain for crying out loud! I spent all my time trying to make sure you were comfortable!”

“And there you go again,” Beth notes, “Twisting things so that you’re the victim… How do you explain chasing away all my friends and boyfriends?”

“What friends? They abandoned you!” Mickie reminds her. “Real friends would’ve helped. And those guys? You have the absolute worst taste in men that I’ve ever seen. They didn’t deserve you! And that last guy? I saw some weird stuff in his house when I broke into it. I think he might’ve been in a cult or something. Maria, does that sound like someone you’d wanna date?”

“I agree with Mickie!” Maria yelps with a panicked expression.

“Good girl,” Mickie says with a smirk, “See, Beth? I was doing you a favor.”

“I’m not falling for that, Mickie,” Beth insists, “I know you. Half the stuff you say isn’t even true.”

“Typical Beth,” Mickie remarks, “Everything I did was never enough for you. The second something better came along you broke up with me!”

“WE WERE NEVER TOGETHER!”

“YOU STILL BROKE MY HEART!”

“YOU BROKE MY LEG!”

“I WAS DISTRAUGHT!”

“YOU’RE INSANE!”

“EEEEP!” Mickie and Beth both turn to see Maria run off in terror unable to cope with the high tension between the two women.

“You’re not gonna ruin this for me, Mickie!” Beth snaps, “Not this time! I’ve finally realized that the only way I can have successful career is if go through you to get it. Like a Phoenix I've risen from the smoldering ashes that you left my life in. Now I'm back and I won’t let you hurt anybody else like you did with me, like you did with Trish… like you did with Maria. I’ll save the WWE from your insanity.”

“I—“ Mickie starts to reply but Beth steamrolls right over her.

“AND that starts now!” Beth interrupts, “You probably haven’t heard yet, but later tonight there’s going to be a match to determine the new number one contender for your Women’s Championship. And guess what? I’m in it. My debut match will be my first step to saving the WWE from you… I’m coming for you, Mickie. I’m gonna take your title and you’re gonna get everything that’s coming to you.”

Beth turns and stalks off.

Mickie is left seething as she glares after the blonde then let’s out a shrill scream. “AAAAAAYYAAAHHH!” Mickie spins and kicks the camera. The cameraman falls over and the camera feed cuts.

J.R.: It looks like someone’s finally managed to get inside Mickie’s head.

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This week in wrestling history shows Scott Hall going over to WCW and igniting the Monday Night Wars.

I AIN’T THE LADY TO MESS WITH! WOO! Victoria’s theme Don’t Mess With hits as the tough as nails veteran diva makes her way out from the back and heads down the ring. She's dressed in a red top and black trunks with her signature brace on her leg.

Lillian Garcia is in the ring for the introductions, “The following contest is a fatal four way elimination match to determine the new number one contender for the WWE Women’s Championship! Introducing first, from Los Angeles California… VICTORIA!”

Move Your Body plays next and Candice Michelle saunters out from the back wearing a long pink coat, pink pants and a sparkly silver top. “And her opponents, first from Milwaukee Wisconsin… CANDICE MICHELLE!”

Legs Like That sounds through the arena as Maria seemingly wanders out from the back looking like she’s only just been informed that she’s competing in this match. The fact that she’s still dressed in her blouse and skirt from her earlier interview and comedy segment with Carlito, Gene Snitsky and Goldust dressed in drag (because its Las Vegas) further cements the fact that the interviewer didn’t even know she’d be a participant in this match. “And from Chicago Illinois… MARIA!”

Generic rock music sounds through the arena and Beth Phoenix makes her debut as she comes out to her new Jim Johnson theme Count On It. Beth is wearing the same burgundy top and pants that she’d been wearing for her interview. “And from Buffalo New York… BETH PHOENIX!” Beth gets on the ring apron then climbs up onto the nearest turnbuckle and sits on it facing away from the ring before she flips backwards to finally enter the ring.

Lillian leaves the ring while each of the four divas are brought to a separate corner. Then the referee calls for the bell and the match is officially underway.

J.R.: Beth Phoenix has the chance of a lifetime tonight. Not only is she making her Monday Night Raw debut but if she wins this match… she’ll be the number one contender for the Women’s Championship.

King: Well there’s clearly no love lost between Mickie and Beth. Wait… what’s Maria doing?

Everyone watches as Maria walks out into the middle of the ring then falls on her back and lays there on the mat with her legs and arms spread. Beth, Victoria and Candice aren’t quite sure what to make of the ditzy interviewer’s behavior. Candice approaches while Beth and Victoria look on. The 2006 Playboy Covergirl places her foot on Maria’s stomach and the referee drops down to make the count.

ONE! TWO! THREE!

Maria rolls out of the ring and runs to the back. Lillian Garcia stands up in the corner and looks on in surprise, “Ladies and gentlemen… Maria has been eliminated!”

King: I guess Maria wanted no part of this match…

J.R.: You remember what Mickie James did to her two weeks ago. I can’t say I blame her. The poor girl’s clearly been traumatized and is doing everything she can to avoid getting on Mickie’s bad side.

King: Well now our fatal four way is down to a three way… uh I mean triple threat match.

J.R.: Or maybe a handicap match would be more accurate…

Beth finds herself backed into a corner as Victoria and Candice advance on her together. Beth shoves Candice away but Victoria takes advantage and kicks her then drags the blonde out of the corner. Candice comes back and the two divas whip Beth across the ring. The newest Raw diva comes off the ropes and takes both women down with a huge double clothesline. Phoenix grabs Michelle and hoists her up over her head for a military press then chucks her over the top rope out of the ring. Candice hits the floor hard and for now it’s down to a one-on-one contest between Beth Phoenix and Victoria.

But while Beth was dealing with Candice, Victoria has managed to recover and clubs Beth from behind. Phoenix doubles over and Victoria pulls the blonde’s head between her legs, looking to finish her off quickly with the Widow’s Peak but Beth powers out and flips Victoria over her with a back body drop. Victoria rolls away and staggers back up but Beth goes after her and hits a kick to the stomach and a forearm to the face. Victoria reels backwards then Beth grabs her and whips her across the ring. Victoria comes back and Beth jumps up and drops her with a front dropkick. Victoria is laid out flat on her back but Beth stays on her and pulls her back up then hefts the other woman up off of the mat swings her around her side and plants her with a big sidewalk slam. Phoenix hooks both of Victoria’s legs and goes for a pin.

ONE... TWO... NO!

Beth gets up but Victoria quickly lashes out her leg and kicks the blonde away from her. Candice suddenly jumps back up on the apron. Beth surges up and swings at her, wanting to keep this from becoming a handicap match. But Michelle jumps backwards and lands on the floor while Victoria comes from behind and shoves Phoenix into the ropes then flips her onto her back with a rollup. Victoria grabs the seat of Beth’s pants with both hands and pulls for extra leverage. Beth’s thong and a large portion of her ass is revealed but the referee catches the illegal activity and stops his count. Victoria rolls away from Beth while Candice springs back into the ring and starts stomping on the blonde’s back. Beth briefly manages to shove the Playboy Covergirl away but then Victoria comes back and clubs her on the back. Victoria and Candice double team Beth and throw her arms over their shoulders, looking for a double suplex but Beth manages to hook her legs around Victoria’s knee to block the move. But then Phoenix shows her strength and hoists BOTH Victoria AND Candice off the mat and slams them down for a double snap suplex.

King: Whoa! I knew from what we saw last week that this girl was strong… but Beth Phoenix just overpower two other women at the same time!

J.R.: I’m impressed too, King. That’s the kind of counter we’d see from the Big Show. There’s no telling just how powerful this Beth Phoenix is!

All three women are down. The counter has taken a fair bit out of Beth but she is still the first to stir and starts to stagger back up. The ring veteran, Victoria rolls over to the ring apron which leaves Candice as Beth’s lone target as the blonde finally gets back on her feet. Phoenix grabs Michelle and pulls her back up but Candice lashes out with a knee to the stomach. Candice grabs Beth’s arm and tries to whip the blonde across the ring but Beth widens her stance and once again displays her power by blocking the irish whip and then sends Candice across the ring in the other direction with a whip of her own. Candice collides with Victoria and knocks her through the ropes and out of the ring then comes back and gets flipped through the air with a big hip toss. Candice staggers back up and stumbles into Beth Phoenix who grabs her and turns her upside in what looks like a scoop slam. But as Phoenix drives Michelle down into the mat she drops to her ass for a sit-out and nails a Michinoku Driver II. Beth keeps Candice folded over on the mat and applies the pin.

ONE… TWO… THREE!

Lillian Garcia stands up in the corner again, “Ladies and gentlemen… Candice Michelle has been eliminated!”

Beth gets up and backs away as Candice rolls out of the ring and drops down to the floor. But then Victoria attacks from behind with a hard forearm to the back. Victoria stays on Beth and hits her with another few forearms then whips her into the corner and crushes the blonde with a turnbuckle clothesline. Victoria ducks down and hefts the groggy blonde up onto her shoulders then carries her back into the middle of the ring. Victoria swings Beth off of her shoulders, looking for her signature sidewalk slam, but Phoenix counters out and lands on her feet in front of Victoria. Victoria lashes out and goes for a forearm but Beth catches Victoria’s wrist and wrenches it back behind her with a chicken wing. Victoria tries to elbow out of the compromising situation with her other arm but Beth catches that arm too and folds it behind Victoria for a double chicken wing. Phoenix uses her hold on both of Victoria’s arms to hoist the other woman straight up off of the mat then drops and slams her face-first to the mat with a double chicken wing facebuster. Beth smoothly rolls Victoria over into a pin.

ONE… TWO… THREE!

Count On It plays and the referee comes over and raises Beth Phoenix’s arm to signify the victory. Lillian Garcia stands up to make her final announcement, “Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner and the new number one contender for the Women’s Champion… BETH PHOENIX!”

J.R.: How impressive was that, King? Beth Phoenix came out on the winning end of what was more-or-less a two-on-one handicap match.

King: I don’t think anyone was expecting the amount of Raw power that Beth brought to the table. Victoria is as tough as they come… but she got manhandled tonight.

J.R.: This means that Beth Phoenix is the number one contender for Mickie James’ Women’s Championship..

King: If she wants it so bad, she’s welcome to it. Bad things happen to the women who face Mickie James for the Championship.

J.R.: This young woman showed earlier that she’s not afraid to face off with our Women’s Champion. And with the strength she displayed here tonight, I’d say she has a better chance than anybody of finally besting Mickie James.

But suddenly Beth’s generic theme music cuts and Mickie James’ theme Obsession interrupts.

Mickie skips out from the back with the Women’s Championship on her shoulder. The Women’s Champion stops on the stage and addresses her new number one contender.

“Congratulations Beth! You’re the winner! That means you and I are going to face off in a match for the Women’s Championship. Believe it or not, I still care about you. This is your first big match so I want to give you the very best that I have to offer. I just came from a meeting with Vince McMahon. He was in a generous mood and he agreed to make our match together extra special. Your championship match is going to be next week. But it’s not going to be on Raw. It’s going to be on a special Pay-Per-View post show event hosted exclusively on WWE.com.”

Mickie flashes a devious smirk, “And the match itself isn’t going to be just a regular match… I’m giving up my Champions Advantages so we can throw the rule book out the window. Next week it’s going to be Mickie James… the Women’s Champion and the Women Who Broke Trish Stratus… defending her title against Raw’s newest flash-in-the-pan Beth Phoenix. And it’s going to be… no disqualifications… no count outs… NO. HOLDS. BARRED. You know what that means Beth? It means I can do anything I want to you and no one can stop me! Parents, keep the kids away from that keyboard! You’re not gonna want ‘em to see what happens!”

The camera cuts to Beth who has a wary look on her face then jumps back to a close up of Mickie that clearly displays the demented gleam in her eyes.

“Only the best for you, Beth Phoenix! I’m going to give this match everything I have. So everything that I did to Maria… to Torrie… to Trish… that’s all going to pale in comparison to what I do to you next week! You may think you did Torrie a favor by saving her from joining my Band of Broken B itches last week… but really… you’re just taking her place. See you next week, sweetie!” Mickie leans forward and leers at Beth, “I’m looking forward to it…”

Mickie’s music starts up again and she skips to the back having dropped a major bombshell on her new contender. The camera returns to Beth in the ring. She looks a little shaken from Mickie’s big announcement but there’s no overlooking the determination in her gaze. She clearly has no intentions of backing down.

J.R.: Well you heard it from the horse’s mouth, folks. Mickie James and Beth Phoenix will face off for the Women’s Championship next week. But that match is going to be an exclusive Pay-Per-View event that you can only watch on WWE.com. Considering what we know of Mickie’s methods… we’d strongly recommend only watching if you’re eighteen or older.

King: I’m worried for Beth… but at the same time this is definitely something that I want to see. It’s like watching a car crash. You know what you’re watching is sick and twisted but you can’t look away. Something tells me that we’ve only seen a taste of what Mickie James is capable of. But now she’s got Beth in a match where there are no rules in place to hold her back.

J.R.: But let’s not count out Beth Phoenix just yet, King. She seems to know Mickie better than anybody. If there’s anyone that can handle that lunatic… maybe it’s her.

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I don’t know if you guys remember, but ten years ago during the actual Mickie-Trish storyline, Beth Phoenix briefly debuted to fill in for Trish Stratus against Mickie James while Trish was recovering from the dislocated shoulder she suffered during her match against Mickie at Backlash. The story was that Beth had some history with Mickie and always knew she was a psycho. But we never actually learned about Mickie and Beth’s history because Beth got injured a couple weeks later in a match against Victoria and disappeared before the storyline could fully play out. So in my version, I decided not to waste any time and revealed Beth’s history with Mickie right away. Now we’ve got a personal rivalry and a big match set to take place during the next update.

Now here’s the updated schedule: I’m going to be posting Chapter 3 Part 2 on the night of TLC: Sunday December 4th. That will hopefully give me time to finish Chapter 4 so I can post it the night of Roadblock on December 18th.

Let me know what you think so far. See you guys in December!

Mickie on NXT
 

Great showing by Mickie James tonight. I know she was brought in basically to build up Asuka until Ember Moon is ready to face her... probably at Takeover Orlando. But she worked a great match.

Over eleven years after her WWE Debut and Mickie James hasn't lost a step. That's why she was and still is my favorite diva/women's wrestler. That's why my pen name is Mick Gesitt and not Mike.

Here's hoping I can do her justice as I keep this story going.

Nice storey man! Glad to see it back I'm really looking forward to seeing what mickie has in store for for Beth.

A PPV every two weeks until the end of the year.... Best of luck to ya.

Can you imagine paying full price for all those shows? At $35 for a regular PPV and $50 for WrestleMania even paying for the old schedule with just one show a month was expensive. All I could afford 'back in the day' were the Big Four. I'm SO glad that I have the Network. $9.99 a month is actually saving me money. Plus I get to watch NXT, their shows and the CWC which makes it a much better deal.

Chapter 3 Part 2
 

Monday Night Raw – May 29th 2006 – Tacoma Washington

Following a one-sided match where Umaga squashed Viscera, the cameras go backstage to show a returning Torrie Wilson talking to the Number One Contender Beth Phoenix.

Torrie is wearing an aqua blue top and matching trunks while Beth is in a black one piece outfit that hooks around her neck and bares most of her back and becomes a pair of pants.

“I’m really glad you’re here,” Torrie tells her fellow blonde. “Someone needs to put Mickie in her place.”

“That’s later tonight,” Beth points out. “First we have to worry about our tag team match against Victoria and Candice.”

Torrie smiles reassuringly. “You already beat them both last week. But I’ll watch your back out there so you can focus on Mickie during your title match.”

The two blondes nod then turn and start walking towards the ring. The divas tag team match is up next.

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Obsession sounds through the arena after the commercial break and WWE Women’s Champion Mickie James skips out from the back. Tonight she’s wearing a black top that ties around her neck and a short red skirt with a pair of black boots. Her long brown hair is tied into pigtails.

Mickie makes her way down the ramp and around the ring where she plops herself down into the empty chair next to Jerry Lawler at the commentary table.

J.R.: It looks like we’ve got a guest at our commentary table for this match.

King: And not just any guest, its WWE Women’s Champion… and the Woman Who Broke Trish Stratus… Mickie James! Hey Mickie!”

Mickie: Hi King, J.R., thanks for inviting me.

J.R.: Um… actually we didn’t.

King: Not that we don’t appreciate you joining us!

Mickie: Well now you know what to do next time.

WHAAA-OOOW! Torrie Wilson’s theme song A Girl Like That starts playing and the two blonde divas come out from the back and head down the ramp towards the ring.

The bell rings and Lillian Garcia begins her introductions, “This tag team match is scheduled for one fall, introducing first: the team of Torrie Wilson and Beth Phoenix!”

J.R: In case you missed it, folks. Later on tonight, Mickie James will be defending her Women’s Championship against Beth Phoenix in a match where everything goes. That match is available exclusively on WWE.com for the low price of $6.69.

King: This rivalry has been personal before these ladies even came to the WWE. Last week, Beth Phoenix told us about your history together. Mickie, I’ve gotta say, I’m on your side here.

Mickie: Thank you, Jerry. Obviously there are two sides to every story. But it’s the same story as what happened with Trish. This woman that I did everything for, that I spent so much time taking care of and protecting never appreciated it. She cast me aside like I meant nothing to her and broke my heart.

J.R.: But Mickie… Beth’s a grown woman… she didn’t need you to do all that for her. If she really meant that much to you… why would you attack her and ruin her chances at a career?

Mickie: Have you ever had your heart ripped out and stomped on, J.R.? It’s happened to me twice now. Trust me, you’re not thinking straight afterwards.

King: As a man that’s been divorced three times… I can understand that.

Mickie: What Beth failed to mention, because never gives me any credit, is that I was the one Beth was throwing around the ring when she got noticed. No matter how talented one wrestler is you can’t change the fact that it takes two people to put on a great singles match. I was the one getting woman-handled when those agents decided to call the main roster about Beth. I’m the reason she got her big break. And then Beth fell down the stairs. So I guess I’m responsible for her other big break too.

Back in the ring, Beth has done her now-signature flip off of the top turnbuckle in the corner. She joins Torrie in the middle of the ring. King and J.R. change the dark subject to plug Bowflex, CooperTires and Skittles.

I AIN’T THE LADY TO MESS WITH! WOO! Don’t Mess With plays and their opponents come out from the back. Tonight Victoria is dressed in all black and has accessorized her outfit with black arm bands that go passed her elbows and a black baseball cap. Candice is next to her wearing the same pink pants, pink coat and silver top from last week.

Lillian continues, “And making their way to the ring, the team of Victoria and Candice Michelle!”

J.R.: Now, Mickie, maybe you can explain this to me. Why is Beth Phoenix competing in this match a little over and hour away from her big Championship Match with you while you’re sitting out here at the commentary table with us?

Mickie: Maybe because I’m the Women’s Champion while Beth’s been a WWE Diva for a week.

J.R.: That doesn’t seem very fair. Later on tonight, Beth’s going to be tired from already competing while you’ll be fresh as a daisy.

Mickie: What’s not fair is that fact that Beth was given a Number One Contender Match as her Raw Debut. I think you both remember what I had to go through to get my Championship Match. It took me months just to get my Number One Contender Match.

King: You did it right, Mickie. You’ve gotta earn your spot on the Raw Roster. OH!

Everyone's attention is drawn back to the ring in time to see Candice give Victoria a quick peck on the lips before getting in the ring.

J.R.: Did you see what I just saw?

King: I did. Or maybe I didn’t. I think I was blinded by passion.

Mickie: They look cute together. And they both seem to care about each other which means it’s not a completely one-sided relationship like mine have been.

The four competitors get squared away leaving Beth Phoenix in the ring to start the match with Victoria. Jack Doan is once again the referee for the Women’s Match and he calls for the bell starting the match.

King: I’ve gotta say, Mickie, I’ve been a big fan of your work recently.

Mickie: Aw, thanks, Jerry! It’s nice to finally be appreciated.

King: Well… I was just wondering if you could give us some insight on what to expect in your anything goes title match tonight?

Mickie: You mean you want me to spoil the surprise? Well its anything goes… and I know Beth better than anyone on the roster. I’m going to make her regret interjecting herself back into my life now that I’m on top of the world. It’s Memorial Day. I’m gonna put on a show that no one will ever forget.

J.R.: Oh! Nice sidewalk slam by Beth Phoenix!

Everyone’s attention goes back to the action in the ring as Beth overpowered Victoria and plants her with a big sidewalk slam. The rookie diva goes for the pin on the ring veteran.

ONE… TWO… KICK OUT!

Beth pulls Victoria up and drags her into the corner where she tags in Torrie Wilson. Torrie and Beth double team Victoria with a double wrist lock then knock the dark haired diva on her back with a pair of hard knife-edge chops.

J.R.: I’m still impressed by the strength of this young woman, Beth Phoenix. Mickie, if you don’t mind me asking, what’s your plan for overcoming that?

Mickie: Like it told King, I know Beth pretty well. I’ve known about her strength for years. But I know about her weaknesses too. She may be strong but I’m the Women’s Champion for a reason. I’ll have no problem chopping her down to size.

Torrie whips Victoria into the corner then follows up with a running turnbuckle clothesline. Victoria drops down so she’s sitting in the corner. Torrie looks back over her shoulder and sees Victoria’s position pumps her arms and raises the roof like a certain dancing Samoan was known to do. Torrie reaches back and gives herself a wedgie which exposes her ass before she struts to the corner and backs her butt into Victoria’s face. Stick face!

King: OOOH!

J.R.: So is that a wedge-face?

Mickie: I still think I did that better two weeks ago.

Torrie is momentarily distracted by Candice attempting to get in the ring which gives Victoria the opening to grab Torrie from behind and throw her down on the mat.

J.R.: Looks like Victoria didn’t appreciate that very much. Speaking of Torrie Wilson, she’s returning to the ring tonight. Mickie, what are your thoughts on Torrie Wilson? You had her slated to join your gallery.

Mickie: You mean Mickie James’ Band of Broken B itches, yes.

J.R.: But you didn’t succeed there.

Mickie: Only because Beth stopped me. I can beat that blonde bimbo any time I want. Beth Phoenix is a much bigger threat so that’s why I’m focusing on her right now.

Victoria hefts Torrie up off of the mat, turns her upside down and plants her with a big scoop slam before she tags in Candice. The Playboy Covergirl comes in and poses on the bottom turnbuckle before launching herself up and dropping down on top of Torrie for a corner splash.

J.R.: Nice athletic move by Candice Michelle. I think you might be underestimating Torrie Wilson, Mickie. She had a point two weeks ago. Both of you won at WrestleMania.

Candice stands over Torrie and does her Go Daddy dance then drops an elbow on Torrie’s stomach.

ONE… TWO… Torrie kicks out!

Mickie: Did you really just compare Torrie beating Candice in a Playboy Pillow Fight to me defeating Trish Stratus to win the Women’s Championship? And they call me crazy! I’m not taking anything away from Candice. She’s improved a lot in the year she’s been wrestling. But she was in a pillow fight while I pinned one of the greatest Women’s Champions of all time.

King: So after everything, you still consider Trish to be one of the all-time greats?

Mickie: Of course. Anyone who says otherwise is deluded. But that doesn’t change the fact that I’m the one that ended her career. I’m the woman who broke Trish Stratus. You wanted a preview of my championship match tonight? That’s what Beth has coming for her. She’s going to end up broken and humiliated like Trish was. That’s what happens when you mess with me.

Candice pulls Torrie up off of the mat and drags her into the corner then flips the blonde onto her back with a snapmare. Candice tags in Victoria who launches herself over the top rope with a slingshot summersault legdrop… BUT TORRIE MOVES! Victoria yelps in pain and reaches up to tag Candice back in. But the damage has been done and Torrie has made it across the ring and tags in Beth Phoenix.

King: And there’s the tag!

J.R.: Tag on both sides. Candice finds herself in with Beth Phoenix.

Beth levels Candice with a back elbow then takes her down again with a clothesline and then hits another clothesline to knock Candice on her back three times in the span ten seconds. Candice staggers back up and Beth kicks her then grabs her around the waist and hits and impressive gutwrench suplex. Victoria tries to get involved but Beth sees her coming and kicks her so hard that the veteran diva goes flying through the ropes and hits the floor.

J.R.: Beth just took Victoria out of the equation which leaves Candice Michelle all alone…

Beth catches Candice when she gets back up then flips over and for the second time in two weeks drives her into the mat with a Michinoku Driver II. Beth pulls her leg up for the pin.

ONE… TWO… THREE!

Count On It plays as Beth Phoenix picks up the victory for her team. Torrie joins Beth in the ring and the two celebrate the win together.

“Ladies and gentlemen, here are your winners: Torrie Wilson and Beth Phoenix!”

King: That was another impressive win for Beth Phoenix.

J.R.: What’s the matter, Mickie? You’ve gone quiet?

Mickie: Thanks for having me guys… but there’s something I have to take care of.

J.R.: Well there she goes. Looks like Mickie wants to have some words with the woman she’ll be facing later tonight.

Beth and Torrie notice Mickie standing outside of the ring and approach the ropes.

“Is that all you’ve got, Beth?” Mickie calls out. “That’s not gonna be enough to beat me!”

The two blondes are distracted with the Women’s Champion so they don’t notice Victoria until she nails Beth from behind. Torrie Wilson’s eyes go wide in surprise when she sees her partner go down from a cheap shot. But for that split second, Torrie took her eyes off of Mickie who dashes forward and grabs Torrie’s ankles. Torrie trips and falls on her back which allows Mickie to drag her out of the ring AND THEN THROW HER INTO THE COMMENTARY TABLE!

J.R.: Oh my God! Our table just slid back a good three feet from Mickie throwing Torrie into it!

Back in the ring, Victoria is all over Beth Phoenix and clubbing the doubled over blonde on the back. But Beth once again shows her strengths and powers back up. She grabs Victoria by the collar and pushes her back against the ropes. But then Mickie slips back into the ring and takes out Beth’s leg with a chop block. Beth staggers back and nearly trips but then Victoria lashes out and straight-up levels Beth with a stiff kick to the face. Mickie swoops in and drags Beth up into a side headlock then launches herself up into the air. Mickie’s red skirt briefly calls and reveals her black panties before she swings back down and plants Beth with her signature jumping spike DDT. Beth is out cold.

J.R.: Oh no… Beth Phoenix just got knocked out!

King: And it doesn’t look like Mickie’s done yet…

J.R.: Well… the medical staff is already out here to check on Torrie… they might need to stick around to sort out Beth Phoenix.

Mickie directs traffic and motions Victoria and Candice towards Beth. “PULL HER UP!” Candice still looks out of it and is holding the back of her neck. But is still able to work with Victoria and pull Beth up to her knees. Mickie knelt down in front of Beth with a wide wicked smile then cupped both sides of the blonde’s face and kissed her full on the lips. The fans cheered at seeing the girl-on-girl action.

Beth’s eyes shoot open in the middle of the kiss. The most likely cause was Mickie’s tongue slipping into her mouth. The strong blonde begins trashing and struggling against the women holding her. Mickie backs away and stands up then Victoria and Candice drag Beth back up to her feet before shoving her towards Mickie. Mickie meets Beth with a big spinning kick, MICK KICK! Beth Phoenix is laid out flat on her back in the middle of the ring.

Obsession plays as Mickie, Candice and Victoria stand over Beth Phoenix. Mickie goes over to her two accomplices and raises their hands up in the air. Beth and Torrie may have won the tag team match but the two blondes definitely came off on the losing end. Mickie, Candice and Victoria head to the back leaving Beth Phoenix and Torrie Wilson lying in their wake.

J.R.: This isn’t good. Beth Phoenix has the biggest match of her young career in an hour and she’s already unconscious. There’s no way she’s going to be one hundred percent going into the championship match tonight.

King: And to make matters worse, Mickie gave Beth that Kiss of Death. So now the only question is: what’s Mickie going to do to Beth when there are no rules to rein her in tonight?

J.R: I guess we’ll find out. For those of you watching at home, that match will be airing exclusively on WWE.com after tonight’s show.

King: It’s Memorial Day and Mickie’s promised us a show that we’ll remember for a long time. I can’t wait!

And on that note, Jerry Lawler announces that he needs to get in the ring and proceeds to rip on Taz and Addams Family rejects that make up the ECW Roster.

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Monday Night Raw ends with Triple H defeating Kenny of the Spirit Squad in a Spirit Jack Match. The Spirit Squad attempt to gang up on the Game after the match but HHH chases the male cheerleaders away with his trusty sledgehammer. Vince McMahon comes out and announces that next week, Triple H will be joining the Vince McMahon Kiss My Ass Club.

Raw goes off the air and the parents and kid are advised to vacate the arena for the Raw Post-Show which may feature mature content. Thousands of fans world-wide log on to WWE.com and pay for access to the exclusive post show. While the arena is cleared, a brief video plays showcasing the rivalry between Mickie James and Beth Phoenix. The video show cases WWE stellar editing team and features two separate sit-down interviews with Beth and Mickie that were filmed late last week where the two divas discuss their past relationship. Eventually the cameras go back to the ring in the Tacoma Dome.

Count On It plays and Beth Phoenix storms out from the back. She isn’t showing any visible injuries from the post-match attack earlier. But her expression shows that she’s furious that Mickie got the better of her. Beth is still wearing the same black one piece outfit from earlier. She reaches the ring and climbs straight up from the apron to the top turnbuckle then flips backwards into the ring. She briefly eyes ring announcer Lillian Garcia and referee Jack Doan as she goes to the far corner and leans against it to await her opponent.

Obsession sounds through the arena and Mickie jumps and skips out from the back. The Women’s Champion appears to be in high spirits but the same can not be said for her opponent. Beth Phoenix’s intense gaze is practically boring a hole through Mickie. Mickie seems to sense Beth’s eagerness to get her hands on her and deliberately stops short at the bottom of the ramp. Beth is squeezing the ring ropes in a death grip as she glares at the Women’s Champion who is clearly stalling for time.

“Oh my God! Is that my new t-shirt?” Mickie exclaims when she spots a fan in the front row wearing a t-shirt with ‘Break a B itch’ written on the front. “Gimme!”

The slightly chubby man stares at Mickie in surprise, “What?”

“Here, I’ll trade you,” Mickie says. She undoes the tie around her neck and surprises everyone when she pulls her top off. Mickie’s black bra is revealed as she holds her top out to the fan.

The fan is staring in shock at the bra-clad diva standing less than five feet away from him. The man next to him nudges him and the chubby man scrambles to pull off his t-shirt and offers it to Mickie. Mickie beams and tosses her top to the shirtless man then pulls on the Break a B itch t-shirt. The men’s XL shirt nearly falls down to the bottom of Mickie’s red skirt. Beth is growing impatient and has come out of the corner. She’s urging the referee to get Mickie in the ring. But the Women’s Champion is still caught up in her pandering.

Mickie reaches over the barricade and gives the shirtless fan a hug. “You know… if you’re wearing one of my shirts… I think that makes you a pervert.” The fan looks down awkwardly and is embarrassed at being called out on such a public stage. But then Mickie beams at him, “But that’s okay. I like perverts.” The fan smiles faintly but is then further surprised when Mickie grabs him and pecks him on the cheek. He blushes while the fans around him hoot and holler. Mickie has just made a fan for life.

Mickie James finally decides to get in the ring, now clad in the Break a B itch Men's XL t-shirt, her barely visible red skirt and her black boots. Her hair is still tied in pigtails from earlier. Beth is practically seething in the far corner and Lillian Garcia looks uncomfortable standing between the two women as she begins her official match introduction.

"The following contest is an Anything Goes Match and is for the WWE Women's Championship! Introducing first, the challenger, from Buffalo New York... Beth Phoenix!" The rookie diva receives a moderate ovation from the fans. "And her opponent, from Richmond Virginia... she is the current WWE Women's Champion..." Lillian hesitates for a quick second then quickly adds, "...and the Women Who Broke Trish Stratus... MICKIE JAMES!" There's suddenly an explosion of noise and Mickie receives an roaring ovation. A certain shirtless fan in the front row is one of the loudest of all. Mickie cackles madly while Beth is slightly shaken by the fans firmly supporting of the woman who ruined her life. But the fact of the matter is, the fans that stayed after Raw for this special Post Show are the ones that are the biggest supporters of Mickie's perverted actions.

Mickie smirks and turns to the crowd, "THANKS PERVERTS!"

The referee takes the Women's Championship from Mickie and shows it to Beth Phoenix. The blonde barely acknowledges the title belt. Her focus in now securely on punishing Mickie James. Jack Doan hands off the championship to Lilian Garcia then turns and calls for the bell.

Beth immediately charges across at the champion but Mickie smirks and slips out of the ring. Phoenix is furious at James ducking her and slides out of the ring after her. The referee stands back and watches. This match is Anything Goes so all he has to do is make the count or call for the submission. But truthfully, neither of these divas appear to be looking for a quick win in this match. The angry blonde chases the crazy brunette around the ring but then Mickie quickly slips back into the ring. Phoenix follows after her but James greets her with a stomp to the back. Mickie lays a series of boots to Beth but the blonde no-sells the brunette's offense and surges up and lifts the Women's Champion clear off of the mat. Phoenix rams James hard into the far corner and drives the air out of her with a series of hard shoulder thrusts. Beth pulls Mickie out of the corner by the throat then chucks her clear across the ring with a choke toss. The Women's Champion bounces off the mat and rolls into the opposite corner.

Mickie grabs at the ropes and struggles to pull herself up. Beth clenches her fist and waits for her opponent to reach her feet then rushes across the ring looking for a turnbuckle clothesline. But James shoots herself up and catches Phoenix with a headscissors then pushes off of the corner and takes her down with her signature rope-aided hurricanrana. Beth pushes herself back up but Mickie catches her with a spinning back kick. The challenger is doubled over but then Mickie jumps up and knocks her on her back with a running dropkick. But Phoenix refuses to stay down and staggers back up. The champion charges her and jumps up for a running Thesz Press BUT BETH CATCHES HER! Phoenix holds James up off of the mat then drives her down into the mat for a hard spinebuster. But despite planting her opponent, the challenger doesn't bother going for a pin.

Beth mounts Mickie and tees off on her with a series of forearms but James suddenly reaches up and yanks down the zipper on Phoenix's one piece costume. "AAH!" Beth gasps and lurches backwards in surprise as her costume comes open and fully exposes her black bra underneath. This gives Mickie enough room to sit up and bury her face in the blonde's exposed cleavage. The perverted fans cheer while Beth yelps in alarm as Mickie starts motorboating her. "AAH-HAAAA!" Phoenix scrambles off of her opponent and attempts to zip up her outfit but that gives James the opening she needs to swing her leg up and kick the blonde in the back of the head. The challenger drops to the mat and the champion quickly rolls over puts her in a headscisssors hold. Mickie bears down and squeezes her thick thighs around Beth's head. She's not looking for a submission here but seems intent on wearing the stronger woman down.

Beth now finds herself on her back in the middle of the ring trapped in a submission hold. This isn't how she wanted her revenge match against Mickie to go at all. The blonde is determined to escape the hold and starts swinging her legs and hips from side-to-side. She lashes out behind her and elbows at Mickie's legs which loosens the hold enough for Phoenix to give one final spin and flip over onto her stomach. The fans cheer because now the blonde is face-down with her face buried in between the brunette's legs. But now Beth is able to maneuver her legs underneath her and pushes herself up onto her knees. Mickie doesn't like where this is going and starts bucking against her opponent's face. But the blonde challenger soldiers through and takes one last deep breath in through her nose before she surges up to her feet. "Whoa!" Mickie yelps. She managed to keep her hold locked in but now finds herself hanging upside down off of Beth. Phoenix grabs James' sides and with another display of her impressive strength she dead lifts the champion up onto her shoulders AND THEN PLANTS HER WITH A POWERBOMB!

Phoenix staggers backward and wipes her face. "Crazy b*tch..." She takes a couples of seconds to catch her breath and is finally able to re-zip her outfit. Beth approaches Mickie who is still laid out flat on her back from the powerbomb. But the challenger doesn't go for the pin. She's thought of a better alternative. "You like embarrassing people, you psycho? I'll give you a taste of your own medicine!" Beth reaches down and grabs Mickie's red skirt then tears it down and rips it off of Mickie's legs. The pro-Mickie fans can't help but cheer as the Women's Champion is stripped off her skirt. Although, to be honest, the men's XL t-shirt only falls a few inches shorter than Mickie's skirt did so nothing is really exposed.

Mickie recovers in time to see Beth throwing her skirt out of the ring. James pushes herself back up and charges at Phoenix but the blonde sees her coming and catches the Women's Champion with a big hip toss. Mickie staggers back up and Beth charges at her looking to keep in control but James side steps her and catches her arms then spins around and drops Phoenix with an arm-trapped neckbreaker. The champion doesn't give her challenger a second to rest and pulls the blonde up into a side headock. Mickie raises her arm into the air and calls for her signature jumping DDT but Beth suddenly tightens her hold on her crazy ex-roommate's face and swings her up into the air and slams her down with a northern lights suplex. The champion rolls away and crawls for the ropes but the challenger catches her boot and pulls her back over her lap.

"You've been a bad girl, Mickie," Beth addresses the woman who ruined her life. "And now you need to be punished." Phoenix flips up the back of James' t-shirt and the fans whistle as Mickie's black panties are exposed. The blonde raises her hand and then brings it down on the brunette's panty-clad ass.

WHAP!

"AAH!"

"That was for Torrie!"

WHAP!

"AAAH!"

"That was for Maria!"

WHAP!

"AAAAHH!"

"That was for Trish!"

WHAP!

"AAAAYYEEEEE!"

"That one's for me!"

At this point, Mickie is trashing in Beth's lap like a madwoman. She lashes out behind her and catches Phoenix with a lucky elbow to the jaw. The challenger lurches backwards in surprise which allows the champion to scramble off of her lap and make a mad crawl for the ropes. Beth recovers in time to see Mickie grab the bottom ropes and lunges after her. Phoenix manages to grab the back of James' panties but she's too late to stop her opponent from launching herself through the ropes to the floor. But suddenly the fans let out a loud cheer. Mickie looks back in the ring to see Beth holding her black panties. MICKIE JAMES HAS BEEN STRIPPED BOTTOMLESS! Of course the Men's XL t-shirt was only a couple inches shorter than her skirt so everything was still covered.

Mickie stands up and glares at Beth from ringside while Phoenix taunts her by twirling James' lost panties on her finger. "You know what? Forget you Beth!" Mickie surprises everyone when she turns and starts walking away up the entrance ramp. All humor vanishes from Beth's face as she drops Mickie's panties and glares after the retreating champion. Mickie walking away would be considered a forfeit... so Beth would win the match. But at this point she's waited too long to get her revenge against the woman who ruined her life. She's not going to let her escape. Phoenix slips out of the ring and runs up the ramp after James. But the Psycho Diva suddenly spins, catches Beth, hoists her up into the air and slams her down onto the steel ramp. FLAPJACK ONTO THE ENTRANCE RAMP! Mickie doesn't give her a second, she hauls her groggy challenger up off of the mat and throws her into the barricade. Phoenix hits the barrier with a loud thud. But Mickie still isn't done. She drags her challenger back up, runs across the ramp and throws her into the barrier on the other side.

"YOU THINK YOU CAN EMBARRASS ME!?" Mickie shrieks as she stands over the unmoving blonde. After seeing this burst of extreme aggression there was no doubt in anyone's mind that Mickie really was capable of pushing Beth down that flight of stairs all those years ago. "Come on Beth, no napping on the job! I'm not done with you yet!" The mentally off-balanced Woman's Champion grabs hold of the blonde's hair and drags her back up off the ramp. James pulls Phoenix into a side headlock then leads her back down the ramp only to suddenly spin AND WHIP BETH INTO THE STEEL RING STEPS! KLANG! Beth bounces off the steps and ends up lying flat on her back on the arena floor. Mickie skips over to Beth. Her opponent is laid out and she's in firm control of the match. So now she's all smiles. Mickie plops down on Beth stomach and leers down at her, "I hope you're still having fun, Beth! Because we're just getting started!"

Mickie reaches down and once again unzips Beth's outfit. But this time she isn't content to just pull down the zipper. The challenger is out cold. So there's nothing stopping the perverted champion from pulling the blonde's head forward and yanking her wrestling costume over her head. Mickie backs up onto her knees and easily peels off the unconscious blonde's black one piece wrestling outfit then tosses it aside. The fans erupt in a loud cheer as Mickie stands up and reveals her opponent lying on the floor stripped to her black bra and black thong.

"A thong, Beth?" Mickie questions. "And you called me a bad girl. Well now a panty-line is going to be the least of your problems." James drags Phoenix back up and rams her stomach-first into the ring. Mickie reaches down and gives Beth a series of quick swats to her mostly exposed ass.

WHAP!

WHAP!

WHAP!

WHAP!

"Those are for my perverts!" Mickie chirps which earns her a loud ovation from anyone close enough to hear her.

Mickie grabs the back of Beth's thong and gives the half-naked blonde an inadvertent wedgie as she uses her hold to roll her challenger back into the ring. James rolls in after Phoenix who is only just now starting to stir. But its too late. Mickie has already regained her hold on Beth and drags her over to the ring ropes facing the hard camera. The champion ducks her challenger's head down under the top rope then reaches over so she can grab Phoenix's face and pull back for a chin lock. Normally, this illegal usage of the ropes would result in a five count and a disqualification. But this is an Anything Goes Match so there is nothing for referee Jack Doan to do but wait and see if Beth Phoenix submits.

Beth finally regains consciousness only to find herself in excruciating pain as Mickie climbs onto the middle rope and squeezes her legs around the trapped challenger's waist to further increase her leverage. Mickie takes advantage of her position right behind Beth and leans forward so she can yell in her ear. "Give up Beth! It's all over!" But in that moment, Beth Phoenix proves that she's not only strong but extremely tough too. She shakes her head and refuses to tap out. But unfortunately for Beth, her resistance only causes Mickie to smirk. "Alright, then I guess this means I can kick things up a notch."

Mickie sticks her tongue out and starts licking Beth's ear. The blonde thrashes in revulsion. Now there's embarrassment to go with her pain. Mickie keeps going and starts kissing Beth's neck.

"Mmm... Beth... remember when we slept together?" Mickie taunts the woman who she now has completely at her mercy. "You never used to let me do this. Mmmm..." Every kiss causes Beth to flinch but she refuses to submit.

"You're still not gonna tap, huh?" Mickie questions. "Then I'll just have to find some other places to squeeze you." Mickie turns her chin lock into a headlock so she can remove one of her hands and slip it in between them. Beth's eyes suddenly go wide in alarm and then her bra straps go slack. Mickie reaches around in front of the blonde... AND PULLS UP HER BRA!

"NOOOOO!" Beth screams out in horror as her full, round and tanned C-cup breasts are exposed to the crowd. The perverted fans' loud scream of approval almost drowns out Beth's. But then it gets even better for them - but worse for Beth - when Mickie reaches around the blonde and begins to fondle and squeeze her exposed tits. "UUH! NOOO! I HATE YOU!"

"Mmm... I still love your boobs after all these years," Mickie remarks as she pinches at Beth's nipples. "You should've let me play with them back when we were living together. Then I wouldn't have had to wait until you fell asleep."

"UUGGH! UURGH!" Beth groans as Mickie continues her one-handed assault on her chest.

"Had enough yet?" Mickie asks. "This all ends when you quit."

"N-never!" Beth stammers.

"Okay," Mickie chirps with an almost eager grin, "But that means your brought what happens next on yourself." Mickie finally releases her hold on Beth's chest... only to plunge her hand down into Phoenix's thong.

"AAUUUGGH!" Beth howls in alarm. Unfortunately for the muscular blonde, the middle rope is level with the top of her hips so everyone can see Mickie's fingers working inside her thong. "UUGH! UUUGH! UUUGH!"

"Say 'hi' to the perverts watching at home Beth!" Mickie taunts her captive. Beth's face goes bright red when she suddenly discovers that not only is she directly facing the hard camera. But one of the other cameramen has come around the ring and is shooting straight up at her. "I hope you're ready, Beth. The whole world's about to see your O-face."

"I quit..."

"What's that Beth? I can't hear you!"

"I QUIT! I QUIT!" Beth shrieks. She would never be able to live it down if the entire world saw her orgasm at Mickie's hand. "NO MORE!"

The referee finally has something to do and calls for the bell. Mickie's perverted antics have won her another Championship Match.

Mickie pulls her hand out of Beth's thong and climbs off of the rope but as she releases her hod she snags her defeated challenger's bra and yanks it off.

"AAAH!" Beth wails in horror and brings her hands up to cover her now completely exposed breasts. But that just allows James to shove Phoenix into the ropes and then rolls her up from behind. But instead of going for a pin, Mickie uses her position to grab Beth's thong and peel it down her legs.

YEAAAAAHHH!

The fans erupt in another loud cheer as Beth is suddenly left kneeling completely naked in the middle of the ring. For Beth, her nightmare just got worse. Now Mickie had not only humiliated her into quitting but she'd just been stripped naked in front of everyone in the arena. And the worst part was that Mickie's legions of perverts fans were all cheering in approval. None of them had any sympathy for the naked blonde. Beth Phoenix has never been so utterly mortified as she is in this moment.

Mickie grabs Beth's arm and hauls her to her feet. The fight has been drained from the blonde and all she can thing about now is covering herself. The Women's Champion reaches down and grabs a big handful of Phoenix's bare ass then runs and throws her through the ropes out of the ring.

"GET THAT TRASH OUTTA MY RING!" Mickie shouts as Beth hits to floor and rolls naked to the bottom of the entrance ramp. The strong and powerful Beth Phoenix has been broken and is now in tears as she struggles to cover herself while she runs naked to the back.

Obsession finally hits and Lillian Garcia stands up to make the final announcement. "Ladies and gentlemen here is your winner and still the WWE Women's Champion... MICKIE JAMES!"

Jack Doan, who had been utterly ineffective during the Anything Goes Match hands Mickie back her Women's Championship. Mickie only let's the referee raise her arm halfway which keeps her t-shirt from riding up. The ovation she receives from the gathered perverts is nothing short of thunderous.

YYYEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHH!

Mickie soaks in the cheers with a wide smile then hefts her retained championship onto her shoulder and slips out of the ring. However, she stop short when she spots a familiar shirtless fan in the front row cheering as loudly as everyone. "I was going to give this back after I won... but now it looks like I'm gonna have to keep it. I think I've got something better for you though... Hold this for a second..." Mickie hands the shirtless fan the Women's Champion so she can pull both her arms into the t-shirt and after a skillful bit of maneuvering pulls out her bra.

The chubby fan stares in shock as Mickie reaches out and stick her bra on his head like a very perverted set of Mickey Mouse ears and clips the strap under his chin. "There you go... Thanks for the shirt. Stay pervy!" Mickie takes her title back then skips away wearing nothing but the 'Break a B itch' t-shirt, her boots and the Women's Championship.

Mickie makes her way up the ramp but stops at the top and looks back over her shoulder at the crowd. The Women's Champion smirks then takes the Women's Championship off her shoulder and raises it up over her head. Mickie's t-shirt rides up and the crowd erupts in another thunderous cheer as her naked ass is briefly exposed before she slips behind the curtain to the back.

The logo flashes and the Raw Post Show goes off the air leaving a shaken WWE in its wake.

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And there it is. I hope it was worth the wait.

Chapter 4 is on schedule and will be out in two weeks. The night of Roadblock. The special guest for that chapter will be the one and only Victoria.

Any chance for a modern version of this story, considering this fantastic news http://squaredcirclesirens.com/micki...-wwe-contract/

Modern Day MTR
 

That's certainly good news. If she accepts I hope she's on Smackdown. Their women's roster needs the boost and I've been consistently liking Smackdown Live more than Raw. But I don't see how a story like this would work in modern times. Nowadays everyone's a politically correct feminist.

The Ruthless Aggression Era is often overlooked because it fell in between the awesome Attitude Era and awful PG Era. But it had a lot going on for it. There was still blood. John Cena had only just started to be shoved down our throats. JR and King were on commentary. Kurt Angle was still in the WWE. And most importantly, this era featured some of the most sexual storylines ever. Forget about Mae Young giving birth to a hand. Lita carried Kane's unholy abomination of a child until she lost it due to an Abortion-Chair Shot from Snitsky. Beautiful women like Torrie Wilson who could barely lace up a pair of wrestling boots were considered to be the top divas. Posing for Playboy got you a push going into WrestleMania. And in 2006 alone we had Edge and Lita's Live Sex Celebration and Mickie's obsessed fan storyline with Trish.

That's why I decided to turn my one-shot match into this series. Because this was the time where Mickie was at her most psychotic (and her best). Also Linda McMahon hadn't decided to go into politics yet so WWE wasn't afraid to be violent and exploit their female talent. I include those three behind-the-scenes paragraphs at the start of every chapter to show that with a little suspension of disbelief this could happen.

Chapter 4
 

Mickie's Title Rampage

Chapter 4 - Can You Out-Crazy Crazy?

Once again the internet exploded. And once again Mickie James was at the center of the explosion. WWE Officials were extremely grateful for their WWE.com Website overhaul. It was only because of the vastly upgraded servers that the WWE’s Official Site was able to handle hundreds of thousands of fans that had paid to view the first-ever Raw Post-Show. WWE Brass watched in surprise as the special event quickly outsold Smackdown’s Judgment Day Pay-Per-View. The event had been a massive success and now the writers were being pressured to set up a new Post-Show Match.

Elizabeth Kocianski's contract allowed her to earn a sizable portion of the profits from the match. So her exposure hadn't been for nothing. But despite the big payday, the rookie diva requested her return to OVW. She'd shown off a considerable amount of in-ring ability during her short stint on the main roster but now she wanted to lay low for a while to recover from the massive hit her reputation had taken after being exposed and stripped naked in such a public setting. Meanwhile, the sales for Mickie James' new 'Break a B itch' t-shirt had absolutely skyrocketed. It had quickly outsold all of John Cena's merchandise and was now the top seller on WWE Shop.

So now the Raw Writers needed to promote a new challenger for Mickie James. They needed someone who could not only put on a good match but also wouldn't be so humiliated that she'd flee the main roster. The Creative Team ultimately decided to go ahead with Lisa Marie Varon. Victoria might not be one of the most popular divas on the roster but when writers took into account that the other options were Torrie, Maria and Candice... they decided to go with the ring veteran. There was some concern over putting on a heel vs heel title match but Mickie James had gained such a large following of 'perverts' that she couldn't be considered a heel when competing on the Post-Show

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Monday Night Raw - June 5th 2006 - Pittsburgh Pennsylvania

Raw is live from the Mellon Arena in Pittsburgh Pennsylvania. Johnny Nitro had picked up a win over Charlie Haas when his girlfriend Melina caused a distraction at ringside by faking a leg injury. And then Victoria had faced off against Torrie Wilson in a singles match and picked up a relatively easy victory after hitting the Widow's Peak.

Victoria's theme song is still playing out in the arena as the cameras go backstage to show a smirking WWE Women's Champion Mickie James. Mickie's perverts make themselves known and give her a loud ovation.

"Hey guys!" Mickie greets the audience through the camera, "Wanna see something really cool? Follow me!" Mickie leads the camera down the hallway and stops in front of the door to the Women's Locker Room. "It's okay. You're with me." Mickie throws open the door and the camera follows her inside.

"OH MY GOD!" The camera pans to reveal that they've walked in on Candice Michelle changing. The topless Candice hugs her arms around her chest. "MICKIE! WHAT'RE YOU DOING?"

"Relax, Covergirl, everyone's already seen them," Mickie reassured Candice. "If you don't like it, you can leave."

"But I'm naked!" Candice shrieks.

"And I'm the Women's Champion," Mickie states, "Move it or lose it. Give us a show or get out. C'mon, do your Go Daddy dance."

"Oh my God... I can't believe you!" Candice whines. The Playboy Covergirl turns and stalks out of the locker room with her arms still wrapped around her naked chest.

Mickie goes over to one of the lockers and pulls out a framed picture. "Last week we had a new member join Mickie's Band of Broken B itches." Mickie goes to unveil her new picture but stops herself. "No, no... this doesn't feel right. I need someone to interview me. OH! I know! Come on!"

Mickie skips through the far doorway into the shower area and calls out in a sing-song voice. "Oooh Maaariiia!"

"EEEEEEP!" There's a loud squeak of alarm and the camera rushes around the corner to reveal that Mickie has pulled open the curtain of Maria's shower. Maria is stark naked and soaking wet as she stares like a deer in headlights while striking the classic ENF pose.

"Hey Maria... I need you for a special interview."

"Mickie... I'm in the shower..." Maria whimpers.

"I can see that," Mickie replies, "But now I need you to come out of the shower so you can interview me."

"But... but... I'm naked," Maria stammers.

"This again," Mickie groans, "You'd think naked people would be more interesting." She snags Maria's towel off of a nearby hook and tosses it to her. The shower is still going and the towel is quickly soaked. "Put that on. You've got five second to come out or I'm dragging you out." Mickie lets go of the shower curtain and it drops back into position and hides Maria from the camera's view. "ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! F-"

"I'm here!" Maria yelps as she bursts out of the shower with a frantic but terrified look in her eyes. The towel is soaking wet and very heavy. It may be tied closed but the only thing keep it on is the fact that Maria's arms are wrapped around her chest.

"Good girl," Mickie reaches up and pats the towel-clad diva on the cheek. Mickie grabs one of Maria's hands and leads her out of the shower area. "Now let's go out into the main room so we can hear each other over the shower spray." Maria is too scared to protest and focuses on using her remaining arm to pin her towel closed.

"So... Maria, have you seen Beth Phoenix?" Mickie inquires. Maria wordlessly shakes her head. "No? Why not? Are you saying she's not here?"

Maria nods, "She's... she's too embarrassed after what happened last week."

"So what you're saying is... I broke Beth Phoenix," Mickie prompts.

"Yes..." Maria whispers.

Mickie grins, "And that's why she's the newest member of Mickie's Band of Broken B itches! Look, I got her picture framed..."

Mickie finally unveils her picture. It shows Beth Phoenix trapped in the ropes with Mickie behind her. Her bra is pulled up exposing her breasts and Mickie's hand is buried in Beth's thong. The blonde's face is bright red and her mouth is wide open as she screams out "I QUIT!" The word 'BROKEN' is written diagonally across the picture.

"What do you think Maria?" Mickie prompts. "You've got interesting company. But unlike Trish and Beth... you're a trooper. You took your beating and came back to work two weeks later. How does it feel to be the last remaining member of Mickie's Band of Broken B itches?"

"I... It doesn't feel good..." Maria meekly answers. "You keep flashing those pictures and I'm constantly reminded of the most humiliating moment of my life. Trish and Beth... their moments were even worse than mine. I think that's why they couldn't bear coming back."

BANG! Suddenly the locker room door slams open and Victoria storms in with a still-topless Candice trailing behind her.

"HEY!" Victoria shouts as she gets in Mickie's face. "What's the big idea kicking Candice out of the locker room?"

"EEP!" Maria squeaks and runs back into the shower area. She clearly has no interest in between trapped between the two divas who are both known for being mentally unstable.

"Well I was having an interview," Mickie replies, "But now you scared her off..."

"Who do you think you are?" Victoria demands.

Mickie pats her championship. "I'm the WWE Women's Champion. I'm the Woman Who Broke Trish Stratus. And I'm the Woman Who Broke Beth Phoenix. You remember her, right? She wasn't here long but she still managed to beat you two twice."

"You and I have gotten along pretty well lately," Victoria reminds her. "I don't mind you going around and breaking b*tches. When you broke Trish Stratus... I came up to you after the match and shook your hand. Because I've hated that b*tch since day one. And last week you broke Beth Phoenix. Honestly, she hasn't been around long enough for me to care. I care about me and my friends. You can bully Maria all you like. I won't shed a tear for that annoying little bug. But the second you messed with Candice... that's where you crossed the line. Now you and I have a problem."

"Oh yeah?" Mickie challenges her, "And what're you gonna do about it?"

"I don't have to do anything, it’s already been done!" Victoria insists. "I beat Torrie Wilson out there tonight. And since Maria and Candice don't look like they'll be challenging you for the title anytime soon... I think that makes me the new Number One Contender."

"Look, Vicky-"

"THAT'S VICTORIA!" Victoria shouts over her.

"You're really trying my patience right now," Mickie warns her, "But the truth is I actually kind of like you. You've seen what I've done to Beth Phoenix and Trish Stratus. Is that really something you want inflicted upon you?"

"You're not gonna scare me away!" Victoria assures her. "I've worked too long and too hard to get where I am! I'm no stranger to being embarrassed. I dated Stevie Richards!"

"I don't think this is a very good idea," Mickie protests.

"Well, what you think doesn't really matter," Victoria retorts, "Because Vince McMahon thinks it is a good idea. Yeah, I passed him on the way here. He's in a really good mood about Triple H joining the Kiss My Ass Club and he agreed to make the match. You and I are going to be facing off for the Women's Championship next week in one of your Anything Goes Matches on the Raw Post-Show. I'm going to do what Beth failed at... and take your Women's Championship!"

Mickie smirks. "Fine then... it's a date." Mickie reaches out and cups Victoria's chin and then leans in to give her the Kiss of Death. But Victoria shoves Mickie away.

"OH, NO YOU DON'T!" Victoria snaps. Mickie staggers backwards in surprise but then Victoria steps forward, grabs Mickie and kisses her full on the mouth. Mickie's eyes fly open in surprise as she's unaccustomed to being on the receiving end of this kind of assault. Victoria shoves Mickie away and the Women's Champion falls on her ass. "I've been crazy a lot longer than you have. You're not getting in my head." Victoria turns and calls out to her partner, "Come on, Candice. We're out of here."

Victoria turns and heads out of the locker room. Candice, who used Victoria's confrontation with Mickie as an opportunity to pull on a top, follows after her but stops in the doorway and flashes Mickie a smug grin. "Looks like her crazy trumps your crazy."

Mickie is left staring after her. Her crazed gaze is locked on the door as she hugs her framed picture to her chest and sensually strokes it. "She knows how to play... looks like Vicky's going to be the next b*tch to join the band."

Raw then goes on to a plug for Kane's horror movie 'See No Evil'.

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Monday Night Raw – June 12th 2006 – Penn State University Pennsylvania

Raw is airing live from the Bryce Jordan Center. Vince McMahon was just shown backstage hyping the Triple H vs the Spirit Squad Gauntlet Match. He insists that HHH will be dismembered by the Spirit Squad and will reunite with the injured Shawn Michaels on the highway to hell.

The cameras go out into the arena to show that the ring has been decorated for the next match. There’s a big pile of water balloons in the middle of the ring and two smaller piles in the tag team corners. Three water guns are lined up on each side of the ring in between the piles of water balloons. And finally there are buckets of water left in each corner of the ring.

Lillian Garcia stands in the ring to explain the rules, "The following is the first-ever Wet and Wild Water Contest. Now in the ring there's water balloons, there's water guns and there's buckets of water. Everything is legal in this match but the only way to win is by pin-fall and submission. Now the winner of this match will be on the cover of the WWE Summer Special Magazine."

WHAAA-OOW! A Girl Like That hits and Torrie Wilson prances out from the back. She's dressed in all white with white short shorts, white sneakers and a tight white top that already shows off her white bra underneath. It's clear from seeing Torrie's attire that this 'match' is going to be a glorified Wet T-Shirt Contest. "Introducing first... from Boise Idaho... Torrie Wilson!"

What Love Is plays next and Candice Michelle saunters out from the back. She's wearing a white ensemble that consists of white elbow pads, white knee pads, white shorts and a low cut white top with provocative tears in the sides but also black boots and her pink coat on top. "And making her way to the ring... from Milwaukee Wisconsin... Candice Michelle!"

Candice removes her coat and joins Torrie in the ring. The referee brings both women into the middle to face off and prepares to call for the bell.

BUT OBSESSION SUDDENLY SOUNDS THROUGH THE ARENA!

Mickie's perverts have arrived en masse and the WWE Women's Champion is greeted by loud cheers as she skips out from the back. The cheers get even louder when the perverts realize that she's also decked out in all white with a white top, white skirt, white sash and even white boots.

J.R.: What's Mickie doing out here? She has her Anything Goes Title Match against Victoria later tonight.

King: Well... based on the way Mickie's dressed... it looks like Mickie wants to compete.

Mickie skips around the ring and cuts off Lillian Garcia as she's returning to the Time Keeper's corner. The Women's Champion snags the ring announcer's microphone. "Where do you think you're going? I'm taking part in this contest too!"

"Mickie... you're not scheduled to participate..." Lillian points out.

Mickie scoffs, "Please... like that's gonna stop me." Mickie brushes passed Lillian and startles J.R. and King when she climbs up onto the commentary table. "WHO WANTS ME TO COMPETE IN THIS CONTEST?"

The only thing better than two hot women in all white soaking each other with water... three hot women in all white soaking each other with water.

YEEEEEAAAAAAHHH!

Mickie sits down on the edge of the commentary table and continues to goad the ring announcer. "Lillian... are you really going to deny all these people?"

Lillian certainly doesn't want to disappoint the eager audience. "AND THEIR OPPONENT! From Richmond Virginia... she is the current WWE Women's Champion... and the Woman Who Broke Trish Stratus... MICKIE JAMES!"

The fans have gotten what they want and signal their approval with an even louder cheer.

YYYEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHH!

The only people who seem unhappy with Lillian Garcia's decision are Torrie Wilson and Candice Michelle. Neither of them has any real interest in competing against the volatile Women's Champion in a match where they were already going to be heavily exposed.

Mickie James hands off her Women's Championship and is all smiles as she slips into the ring. There's an almost hungry look on her face as she eyes her opponents. The referee motions Mickie into the middle of the ring with the other two divas and has the three of them stand back-to-back-to-back... then signals for the bell.

All three women split up and dash into separate corners. Torrie and Candice each snag a water gun and start spraying each other. But they both made the mistake of taking their eyes off of Mickie. The Woman’s Champion lunges out of her corner with a bucket and douses Candice. SPLASH! The Playboy Covergirl goes from moderately dry to soaking wet in a split second. Her white top is plastered to her skin and turns near transparent. Candice drops her water gun and reaches up to rub the water out of her eyes but Mickie lobs the bucket at her. The empty bucket conks Candice on the head and knocks her back into the corner.

SPLAT! A water balloon bursts over Mickie's back and she turns to glare at Torrie. The psycho diva lets out a high pitched scream and rushes at the blonde and tackles her back into the corner. Mickie grabs Torrie's arm and whips her across the ring. Torrie collides with Candice in the opposite corner but then Mickie races across the ring, jumps clear over the pile of water balloons, and splashes both Playboy Covergirls in the corner. "You two used to be friends! Kiss and make up!" Mickie's forces Torrie and Candice's faces together and grinds them against each other in a crude imitation of a kiss. But that doesn't stop the fans from letting out whistles and cat-calls.

Torrie lashes out blindly behind her and catches Mickie with an elbow. The Women's Champion reels back the blonde bombshell quickly spin around and swings at Mickie for a forearm. But Mickie ducks the wild strike and knees her in the stomach. Torrie doubles over and Mickie grabs her in a side headlock then runs and drives the blonde face-first into the water balloons in the middle of the ring with a big running bulldog. SPLASH! Almost all of the water balloons burst from the impact and leaves Torrie just as soaked as Candice. But Mickie makes it even worse by grabbing hold of Torrie's hair and rubbing her face in the puddle on the mat.

Mickie has been partially splattered but Torrie and Candice are both thoroughly soaked. But while Mickie is caught up with Torrie, Candice charges out of the corner and kicks the champion in the face. Mickie goes rolling off of Torrie but quickly sits up and glares at Candice. The Playboy Covergirl immediately regrets her decision when she finds herself under the full force of Mickie's crazed gaze. Candice turns and tries to make a break for it through the ropes but Mickie tears after her and manages to catch Candice by the legs. But Candice is slippery when wet and Mickie almost loses her hold but quickly adjusts it and pins the other woman's legs under her arms.

"No! No!" Candice shrieks as Mickie drags her back into the ring. The Playboy Covergirl is desperate and clutches at the middle rope. Mickie is still holding her legs so now Candice is hanging over the ring. Mickie smirks and spots the pile of water balloons in the corner. Candice struggles to keep her hold on the ropes as Mickie steps to the side and holds her over the pile of balloons. Mickie throws Candice's legs up into the air and takes a big step back causing her opponent to do a belly flop on the pile of water balloon. SPLASH! Mickie quickly hauls Candice up into a side headlock then jumps up and plants her with a big Mickie-DT! Candice rolls over onto her back and is out cold.

Mickie stands up. Her white shirt is finally wet from her briefly lying in the puddle she’d made with Candice. Mickie spots Torrie trying to recover on the other side of the ring. She picks up the water bucket in the corner and casually strolls across the ring to Torrie then turns the bucket over and dumps the water all over Torrie’s head. SPLASH! “AAAAAH!” Torrie screams in alarm as she drenched yet again but then Mickie takes the bucket and jams it down over the blonde’s head. Mickie hauls Torrie up to her feet and gives her a shove causing the two-time Playboy Covergirl to blindly stumble into the middle of the ring. The Women’s Champion takes a big step forward just as Torrie turns to face her then swings her leg around and drives her boot into the bucket. MICK KICK! Torrie is knocked backwards and falls across Candice. Mickie skips over and places her foot on Torrie stomach. The referee uses two hands to make the count.

ONE… TWO… THREE!

Obsession plays and the champion has just pinned both of her opponents. The referee raises Mickie's arm while Lillian Garcia announces the result, "Here is your winner... MICKIE JAMES!"

Mickie goes over to the corner and calls out to Lillian, "Gimme a mic! Come on!" The Women's Champion's request is heeded and she's handed a microphone. Mickie skips back across the flooded ring over to her opponents who are still lying where she left them. Mickie lashes out and kicks Torrie in the side causing to the blonde to go rolling off of Candice. Another kick sends the soaked and groggy blonde rolling out under the bottom rope before she drops to the floor. "Get out of my ring."

Mickie turns back to her remaining opponent and kneels down next to her. "Candice! Candy! I don't know if you can hear me... but I need you to send a message to your pal Vicky for me." Mickie grabs Candice and hauls her up to her feet. "Okay? You ready?" Mickie drops the microphone and bends Candice backwards. She pauses to brush her damp hair out of her face then leans in and kisses Candice full on the lips much to the approval of the crowd.

WOOOOO!

Mickie releases Candice and the Covergirl stands in a daze for a split second. But then Mickie spins and swings her leg around into the back of Candice's head for a big reverse roundhouse kick. Mickie just put Candice to sleep after a long kiss goodnight.

Mickie picks up her microphone again, “You know what? I’ve got a better idea. Candy, why don’t we show Vicky what she has to look forward to tonight?” Mickie grabs Candice’s soaked white shirt and practically tears it off of her. The fans pop at the sight of Candice’s white bra while Mickie bunches up the white shirt and then wrings it out over Candice’s face.

I AIN’T THE LADY TO MESS WITH! WOOO! Don’t Mess With hits and Victoria comes running out from the back. Mickie bails out of the ring and leaves Victoria standing over her fallen friend.

“SEE YOU LATER TONIGHT VICKY!” Mickie shouts as she reclaims her championship then skips around the outside of the ring to the ramp while Victoria glares at her from the ring.

J.R.: It looks like Mickie’s choosing to ignore Victoria’s theme song and is playing some mind games with her opponent.

King: Did you see her steamroll Torrie and Candice? That was the most one-sided triple threat match I’ve ever seen. Mickie’s definitely ready to face Victoria on the Post Show tonight.

J.R.: And once again, for those of you watching at home, the Raw Post-Show can be viewed exclusively on WWE.com for the low price of $6.69.

King: And after what happened last time… you definitely don’t want to miss this! I’m getting excited just thinking about it!

The fans are then treated to a look at Rob Van Dam winning the WWE Championship from John Cena at last night’s ECW One Night Stand.

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Raw ends with ECW Originals Stevie Richards, Justin Credible and Balls Mahoney preventing Cena from getting revenge on Edge for costing him the WWE Championship against RVD at One Night Stand. After beating the hell out of ECW Extremists with a chair, Cena announces that he’s going to demonstrate what he learned from the ECW Originals when he crashes the party during the premiere episode of ECW and does whatever he wants.

The arena is once again cleared as the parents are warned about the upcoming potentially adult content. The remaining crowd seemed a lot larger than two weeks ago. That may have had something to do with a large number of the crowd being students from Penn State University. WWE Marketing had decided that college age university students would be the perfect demographic to entice with adult content so they ran a special promotion at the local university to fill any remaining seats in the arena by selling discount tickets.

The streaming service on WWE.com kicks in for the fans watching at home and they once again have a live feed in the Bryce Jordan Center. Once again ring announcer Lillian Garcia and referee Jack Doan are standing by in the ring. Since this is going to be a championship match Lillian is once again going to hold off and do an official in-ring introduction.

I AIN’T THE LADY TO MESS WITH! WOO! Don’t Mess With plays and Victoria makes her way out from the back with Candice Michelle trailing behind her. Victoria is once again dressed in all black. Candice has changed out of her white ensemble from the Wet and Wild Water Contest and is now wearing all black and her pink coat to match Victoria. The Playboy Covergirl looks a little ruffled after Mickie got to her earlier but now that Victoria has someone supporting her at ringside she has a major disadvantage going into the Anything Goes Match for the Women’s Championship. Candice once again gives Victoria a quick peck on the lips as they get in the ring then the duo turn to survey the entrance ramp and await the arrival of Victoria’s opponent.

Obsession hits and the arena erupts. The loud ovation that Mickie receives rivals some of the cheers that Rob Van Dam got in the Hammerstein Ballroom at last night’s ECW One Night Stand. Mickie might be a psycho that bullies her fellow divas but the legions of perverts are eager to see more. So on this special Raw Post-Show the crazy diva who makes a point of stripping and humiliating her opponents is a fan favorite. Unlike, Candice, Mickie is still wearing her all-white outfit from earlier. Her white top has partially dried over the course of the show but it is still partially transparent which clearly displays Mickie’s white bra. Mickie skips down the ramp but stops short of getting in the ring. Her face morphs into a devilish smirk as she dashes to the barricade and climbs up onto it then calls out to the fans, “WHO WANTS TO LOAN ME A SHIRT?”

Mickie receives another loud response as she stares out into the sea of fans. A large portion of them are wearing her t-shirt and look eager to loan it to her. But she smirks when she spots a special pervert a few rows back. “You! Wait right there! I’m coming!” Mickie jumps off the barricade and lands in the crowd. An event staff security guard and a cameraman follow her up into the audience. Victoria remains in the ring but she isn’t letting Mickie get to her. She leans back in the far corner and waits patiently while Candice whispers in her ear from out on the ring apron. The fans let out another cheer as Mickie stops about seven rows back… in front of a woman, more specifically a blonde college student from the looks of her. She and the guy she’s with are both wearing Break a B itch t-shirts. The college girl looks surprised to suddenly be the center of attention.

“What do you say?” Mickie asks. “Wanna swap tops?”

The girl looks shocked. She clearly hadn’t expected Mickie to actually pick her. She had probably just been cheering because everyone else was. Mickie grins as she pulls off her mostly dry white top right there in the middle of the crowd and stands there in her bra and white skirt. She holds her shirt out towards the college girl. The fans in the area all start cheering and begin to chant Do It! Do it! Do it! The chant quickly spreads and get louder until it sounds like everyone is egging the girl on. Even the guy she’s with is chanting along. DO IT! DO IT! DO IT! Even the guy she’s with is chanting for the college girl to swap her top.

And so yet another college student succumbs to peer pressure. The blonde girl blushes as she crosses her arms and pulls off her t-shirt in a moment that would live on forever like the D-X Flasher. The crowd erupts in cheers and breaks out a Holy shit! chant. The girl tosses Mickie the Break a B itch t-shirt and is left in her pink bra and jeans. Mickie beams as she hands the girl her white top but then pulls her into a surprise hug before she can put it on. The Women’s Champion whispers something in the girl’s ear then pulls back and raises her arm. The fans let out a thunderous cheer as Mickie and blonde college girl stand there in the crowd both stripped to their bras.

YYYYYEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!

Mickie and the blonde girl take a moment to pull on their new tops. Mickie’s larger chest stretches out the front of the college girl’s snug t-shirt while the girl’s pink bra can be plainly seen through Mickie’s white top. But then Mickie further surprises her new friend when she leans in and gives the girl a quick peck on the cheek. She looks passed the girl and winks at the guy with her then turns and skips back through the crowd to the barricade. Her conduct might be unorthodox but Mickie has once again captured the hearts of all the perverts in the arena. Meanwhile, Candice is glaring at Mickie from the ring apron while Victoria is still in the corner looking bored. “You done yet?” she calls out to her opponent. Mickie nods and rolls under the bottom rope into the ring then springs back up to her feet. She hands off her Women’s Championship and it looks like this match is finally going to get underway.

Lillian Garcia steps forward for her introductions, “The following contest is an Anything Goes Match and is for the WWE Women’s Championship! Introducing first, accompanied by Candice Michelle, from Los Angeles California… VICTORIA!” The heel diva who isn’t Mickie is greeted by boos when the ring announcer calls out her name. Victoria shrugs it off. She really doesn’t care. “And her opponent… from Richmond Virginia… she is the current WWE Women’s Champion… and the Woman Who Broke Trish Stratus… MIIICKIIIEE JAAAMEEES!” Mickie throws her head back and spreads her arms out wide and is cheered by seemingly everyone in the crowd.

YYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!

Lillian Garcia leaves the ring with the Women’s Championship and Jack Doan orders Candice off the ring apron. Mickie and Victoria meet in the middle of the ring and the referee finally calls for the bell. This match is finally underway.

Candice jumps back on the ring apron and makes to get in the ring. There’s no disqualification in this match so there’s nothing stopping her from getting involved. Mickie turns to cut her off but gets nailed from behind with a hard forearm to the back from Victoria. Candice climbs back down off the apron and leaves Victoria in firm control of the match. Victoria tees off on Mickie and hits her with a series of hard strikes to the back which force her down onto her hands and knees. But then Victoria gets back up and rams her knee brace into Mickie’s face for hard knee strike which sends the Women’s Champion rolling over onto her back. Victoria follows up with a jumping knee drop and lands knee brace-first on Mickie’s stomach then covers her in an attempt to get a quick pin.

ONE… TW—Mickie kicks out!

Mickie rolls away from Victoria and crawls for the ropes but Victoria goes after her and hits her with another hard forearm to the back. Victoria yanks on Mickie’s hair and starts to drag the champion up to her feet but Mickie catches her challenger with a hard elbow to the gut then immediately follows it up with a second one. Victoria doubles over and is winding which allows Mickie to fight free from her hold and connect with a spinning back kick. Mickie runs for the ropes looking to further build on her momentum but Candice grabs Mickie’s ankles! Mickie stumbles and barely avoids falling on her face. Candice’s split-second distraction gives Victoria the opening she needs to surge forward and cream Mickie with a hard clothesline.

Thanks to Candice, Victoria is back in control before Mickie can gain any worthwhile momentum. The referee says back and doesn’t do anything. Once again the lack of rules in the match means he’s just here to count a pin-fall or signal a submission. Candice could get in the ring and double team Mickie with Victoria and he wouldn’t be able to do anything. But for now it looks like Victoria’s trump card is limiting herself to interfering from outside of the ring. Victoria drags Mickie back up off of the mat and drives her braced knee into Mickie’s stomach. It’s clear that Victoria is taking full advantage of the Anything Goes Match’s lack of rules both with Candice’s interference and by blatantly using the metal on her knee brace as a weapon.

Victoria hefts Mickie up onto her shoulders in a fireman’s carry then swings the champion off and plants her with her signature swinging sidewalk slam, SPIDER’S WEB! Victoria stands back up and turns to face away from her grounded opponent. She pauses to run her hands through her short black and red hair which causes the audience to boo her. But Victoria shakes them off and launches herself into the air with a standing backflip and crashes down on top of Mickie for her signature standing moonsault, VICTORIA’S SECRET! Victoria smirks and gets right back up bends forward and hits a second standing moonsault onto her prone opponent. After delivering two hard splashes Victoria folds Mickie over and goes for another early pin attempt.

ONE… TWO… TH— but Mickie kicks out again!

“Are you having fun yet, Mickie?” Victoria yells down at the groggy Women’s Champion. “I know I am!” There’s a clear difference between the two mentally unbalanced divas competing in this match. Mickie has absolutely no boundaries and will do practically anything to get in her opponent’s head. Victoria, on the other hand, is an entirely different breed of psychopath and seems to get a sadistic enjoyment from inflicting physical pain on her opponent. Victoria stomps on Mickie’s back and drives her back down into the mat then grabs onto her and hauls her back up to her feet. Victoria whips Mickie across the ring into the ropes but as the Women’s Champion comes flying off the ropes she jumps up into the air and takes down her challenger with a running Thesz Press. The fans start cheering again as Mickie hits a series of shots to Victoria’s face.

Mickie gets off of Victoria and pulls her back up then throws her into the corner. Candice climbs up onto the ring apron and tries to warn her friend but Mickie lunges into the corner and lashes out with both arms for a double clothesline into the corner. Candice is knocked off of the ring apron while Victoria is rocked against the turnbuckles. Mickie quickly takes advantage and climbs around Victoria while she’s still groggy then grabs her challenger in a side headlock from up on the middle rope. Mickie raises her arm up into the air and lets out a loud scream before she throws herself out of the corner and drives Victoria face-first into the mat for a big Tornado DDT. Mickie rolls Victoria over onto her back then hooks her leg for a pin attempt.

ONE… TWO… TH— Victoria kicks out!

“Don’t worry Vicky!” Mickie calls out. She turns and smirks directly into the hard camera. “Now I’m having fun!” Mickie bends down and grabs the waist band of Victoria’s wrestling trunks. The challenger may have kicked out but she still looks out of it after taking that big bump on the head. Mickie yanks down Victoria’s trunks and the fans cheer as her plain black panties are exposed. Mickie finishes removing Victoria’s trunks then turns to show them off to the crowd. Her back Is turned so she doesn’t see Candice coming back from the time keeper’s corner. She doesn’t see Victoria rolling towards Candice. And she definitely doesn’t see Candice slide Victoria a steel chair. Mickie tosses Victoria’s trunks out of the ring and turns around-CRACK!

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

The fans boo loudly as Mickie was knocked backwards from the brutal chair shot that was on par with some of the ones dished out at last night’s ECW One Night Stand. Mickie crashes to the mat and goes rolling under the bottom rope before dropping to the floor. Candice and the referee both go over to Mickie so they can check on her but they find her unresponsive. Before the referee can do or say anything, Candice grabs Mickie and pulls her up off of the floor. Mickie is bleeding from the brutal chair shot. A small gash has formed by her right temple and she has a split lip. Candice rolls Mickie back into the ring where Victoria grabs her and drags her out into the middle of the ring. The crazy challenger is being showered with the loudest boos all night. She further stokes the perverts’ ire by placing her foot on Mickie’s chest for a very casual cover. The referee reluctantly makes the count.

ONE… TWO… THRE—MICKIE ROLLS HER SHOULDER UP!

YYYYYYYEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHH!

The fans pop loudly at the Women’s Champions’ resiliency while Victoria’s expression looks positively murderous. “Fine then!” she sneers, “This just means I can do more!” Victoria kicks Mickie in the side to roll her over onto her back. Mickie still looks to be unconscious. Her valiant kick out might have been from sheer instinct. Victoria grabs the unresponsive diva’s borrowed t-shirt and easily pulls it off of her. Normally, this would gain an automatic pop from the crowd but Victoria’s unnecessarily brutal actions had put her so out of favor with Mickie’s perverted crowd that they actually booed her. “You like stripping people Mickie? It’s not so funny now, is it?” Victoria rolls up Mickie’s t-shirt then drops down on Mickie’s back and hooks it under her chin for an inverted camel clutch. Mickie is still showing no signs of life. The referee checks if Mickie is unconscious by raising her hand for the knock out count.

“ONE!”

“TWO!”

“THRE—” MICKIE KEEPS HER HAND UP!

The fans pop for Mickie as she clenches her hand into a fist. The Women’s Champion is awake again… and she is pissed. The blood dripping down the side of her face and down across her lips looks intimidating but the sheer fierceness of Mickie’s crazed gaze is so terrifying that it causes Candice to scream and back away from the ring. Mickie pushes herself up onto her hands and knees and crawls to the ropes. She grabs on but there are no disqualifications and therefore no rope breaks in this match. Mickie doesn’t seem to care. She uses her hold on the ropes to drag herself and Victoria up off of the mat. Victoria jumps up and wraps her legs around Mickie’s waist so she can keep her hold in but Mickie shoots forward and smashes Victoria face first into the top rope. Mickie then launches herself backwards and drives Victoria down into the mat. THE HOLD IS BROKEN! Mickie quickly rolls away!

Mickie stands up and snags her t-shirt from Victoria and tosses it out of the ring so it can no longer be used against her. She’s down to her white bra, white skirt, white sash and white boots which actually only seems to highlight the crimson blood going down her face. Mickie suddenly turns on a time and sprints across the ring then hurls herself through the top and middle rope. Candice stares in wide-eyed shock as Mickie comes flying out of the ring AND TAKES HER DOWN WITH A SUICIDE DIVE! The fans pop at the daring move. Candice is down and now she can’t interfere. Mickie slips back into the ring and goes after Victoria. She pulls Victoria up off of the mat and back up to her feet but Victoria suddenly surges forward and smashes her face into Mickie’s for a vicious headbutt.

Mickie is rocked by the unorthodox attack and staggers backwards in surprise. Victoria now has some of Mickie’s blood on her face. She capitalizes and kicks Mickie in the stomach to double her over then sticks the champion’s head between her legs and lifts her up over her head into the Gory Hold… WIDOW’S PEAK… BUT MICKIE ELBOWS OUT! Mickie lands on her feet behind Victoria and gives her a shove. Victoria staggers forward and then turns around as Mickie swings her leg for a roundhouse kick, MICK KICK… BUT VICTORIA DUCKS! Mickie spins off balance and Victoria lashes out her own foot and nearly takes Mickie’s head off with superkick that would make Shawn Michaels proud. Mickie rolls away over to the ropes, Victoria smirks and goes passed her and climbs out onto the ring apron then launches herself over the top rope for her signature slingshot summersault leg drop… BUT MICKIE MOVES! Victoria yelps in pain as she hits the mat ass-first while Mickie slips out onto the floor.

Mickie drops down onto all fours and crawls under the ring. Her ass is left sticking out and her skirt rides up exposing her white panties. Mickie gives her ass a jaunty wiggle as she searches under the ring for a toy. She eventually comes back out and slips something silver onto her hand. By this time, Victoria has recovered from her accident and spots Mickie outside of the ring. The challengers goes over to the ropes and reaches through to grab the champion. But Mickie suddenly spins around and slugs Victoria in the face. Victoria’s eyes roll back and she crumbles to the ground… well not quite… she’s still left hanging partially out of the ring. Mickie turns and smirks at the camera then raises her hand and opens her fist which causes a silver cuff to drop out. Mickie’s got handcuffs! Mickie just used the metal cuffs as brass knuckles to knock Victoria out cold!

Mickie slides back into the ring and pulls Victoria in with her then drags her unconscious challenger over to the corner. Victoria slumps face-first against the turnbuckle and is partially facing the hard camera. Mickie slips out onto the ring apron and grabs Mickie’s right hand. She pulls Mickie’s wrist over the top rope and snaps one half of the cuffs on it. Mickie spreads her legs wide and hang onto the ring post as she goes around the corner to the adjacent side of the ring. She grabs Victoria left hand and pulls it under the top rope then locks the other half of the handcuffs on her wrist. VICTORIA HAS BEEN HANDCUFFED TO THE RING POST! Mickie grabs Victoria’s face with both hands then kisses her full on the mouth. Victoria’s eyes fly open when she feels Mickie’s tongue invade her mouth but before she can bite it off Mickie steps and jumps off the apron. Some of Mickie’s blood is smeared across Victoria’s lips.

Victoria stares at her cuff wrists in horror then immediately starts thrashing and banging the chain against the ring post in a desperate attempt to escape. But she can’t! Victoria’s helpless! Mickie turns and leers at Candice who has only just recovered from Mickie’s suicide dive and is staring up at her trapped friend in horror. Mickie charges Candice and takes her down with a Thesz Press then tees off with a hard series of forearms to the face. Mickie grabs Candice’s pink coat and pulls it off of her leaving the Covergirl in her all-black ensemble then pulls her up and rolls her into the ring. Mickie slips in after her and immediately pulls Candice into a side headlock then jumps and plants her with a Mickie-DT! Candice is out cold! Mickie smiles as she reaches down and easily pulls off Candice’s black low-cut blouse and tosses it away. Candice is down to her lacy black bra. Mickie runs and dropkicks Candice in the side causing the non-competitor to go rolling under the bottom rope and drop to the floor in front of the commentary table.

Mickie goes to the corner and calls for a microphone from the time keeper’s corner. She’s handed one and makes her way back over to Victoria. “Alright, Vicky, I just got rid of your girlfriend so there’s no one to help you. You’re trapped. Now… since I have you cuffed in the corner that means I can no longer pin you so the only way I can win this match is by making you submit. Since we used to be friend I’ll give you a one-time chance… to save yourself a lot of trouble and embarrassment. Just give up now.” Mickie walks up behind Victoria and sticks the microphone in her face. Victoria doesn’t answer verbally and instead lashes her leg out behind her and kicks Mickie in the stomach. Mickie staggers backwards but then starts to cackle madly. “Hahahahaahaa! I was hoping you’d say that! Now I can get creative!”

Mickie steps forward and grabs the waistband of Victoria’s black panties. The captive diva’s eyes go wide and she cries out in shock as Mickie yanks her panties down to her knees. Mickie takes a step back and smirks at Victoria’s bare ass. But Victoria surprises Mickie when she allows her panties to drop to her ankles so she can pull her leg free and lash it out behind her for a desperation thrust kick. Mickie is rocked by the kick but quickly recovers and grabs onto Victoria’s leg. She steps to the side then lifts Victoria’s leg up into the air. Victoria is left hopping on one foot with legs spread obscenely and her bare pussy on full display for the entire arena. “AAAAAAHH!” Victoria screams out in shock as she looks up the ramp and sees an unobstructed view of her naked vagina being displayed on the Titantron.

Mickie eventually drops Victoria’s leg and the challenger is left blushing beet red as she pins her legs together while standing in the corner. “Wow, Vicky! Now everyone’s seen your pussy! You sure you don’t wanna give up?” Mickie once again holds the microphone towards Victoria but the captive challenger continues to surprise her when she vehemently refuses.

“SCREW YOU! I’m not one of your b*tches! You won’t break me!”

“Well, you’re certainly brave,” Mickie remarks, “But you’re not very smart.” Mickie cups her chin in a moment contemplation. But when she takes her hand off it comes away red. Mickie glances down at the droplets of blood that have partially stained her white bra. “You know what? I just remembered that I still owe you for that chair shot.” Mickie glances over at the abandoned chair but then shakes her head. “Nope! I’ve got something better!” Mickie slips out of the ring and once again gives her ass an enticing jiggle while she digs underneath it. Mickie smirks then steps back AND PULLS OUT A SINGAPORE CANE! Mickie smiles as she waves the cane in Victoria’s face then gets back in the ring

Mickie turns to face the audience and directly addresses them. “Vicky’s been a naughty girl. So I’m gonna need your help punishing her!” The fans cheer as Mickie drops her microphone and gets in a batter stance behind Victoria. Victoria knows what’s coming and bites her lip as she braces herself for the first blow. Mickie swings the cane like the Sandman and connects with Victoria’s bare ass.

CRACK!

“ONE!”

CRACK!

“TWO!”

CRACK!

“THREE!”

CRACK!

“FOUR!”

CRACK!

“FIVE!”

Mickie lowers the cane for a temporary reprieve and picks her microphone up. “Give up yet, Vicky?” Victoria’s hunched over the corner now. Her eyes are clenched shut and she’s still biting her lip. Her face is bright red and matches her blistering red ass. But despite all that, she shakes her head and refuses. “Wow… you [I[are/I] a trooper.” Suddenly Candice slides back into the ring. But the fans cry out in alarm which alerts Mickie in time for her to spin around AND CRACK CANDICE IN THE FACE WITH THE CANE! Candice drops like a sack of potatoes and Mickie tosses the cane away. “Aww… look Vicky! Candy came to help you! It didn’t work of course… but it’s still very sweet! OH! I know! Since our sweet little Candy is so concerned for you… we can have her kiss your ass better!” The fans cheer and are in firm support of that idea. Mickie grabs the unconscious Candice and hauls her off the mat then stuffs her face-first into Victoria’s naked ass.

“AAAH!” Victoria’s eyes fly open and she lets out a yelp of pain as her friend’s face collides with her sore ass. But Mickie doesn’t limit the action to a simple kiss. She grabs Candice’s shoulder and starts to grind the Covergirl’s face up and down against her ass. “AAUUUGGH!” Victoria groans in shock and bites down on the turnbuckle pad to muffle any other sounds she makes. “MMMMMMHHHH!” Mickie finally pulls Candice’s face away but her head practically snaps to the side as she turns to stare at the fluids that are slathered across the lower half of Candice’s face and are glistening under the arena lights.

Mickie fumbles to pick up her microphone, “Oh my gosh… VICKY! Are you getting turned on from all of this?” Mickie chucks Candice through the bottom and middle rope then reaches out and blatantly grabs Victoria’s crotch. “You are! Oh my gosh! You’re soaking! Make up your mind, girl! Are you a sadist or a masochist?” The fans weigh in on the situation and start chanting “She’s a freak! She’s a freak!” “I’ll say! Now I’m left in a conundrum… this pervert’s probably going to enjoy everything I do to her!” Victoria’s face has now actually surpassed the redness of her ass and if it were humanly possible for her to blush and deeper… she definitely would have been the one to invent the new shade of red.

Mickie stares down at her microphone for a moment and then smirks as she pulls off the WWE logo and leaves it as a simple, vaguely phallic microphone. “Vicky! You’re so wet… I bet this microphone would slide right in!” Mickie takes the microphone and prods it experimentally against Victoria’s wet opening. “What do you think Vicky? Wanna try it?”

Victoria glares back at Mickie and knows she’s screwed. Literally. But she still won’t give that Mickie the satisfaction of quitting. So in one last desperate act of defiance she spits at Mickie and shouts, “F*CK YOU!”

Mickie shakes her head, “No, Vicky… f*ck you!”

SHLICK!

“AAAAAAUUUUUGGGHHHHH!” Victoria screams out at the top of her lungs as Mickie jams the microphone inside her. She has never been more embarrassed. This last dose of humiliation was finally enough to push her over the edge. Victoria arches her back and lets out one final groan as she feels a wave of stimulation reverberate through her body. “UUUUUUGGGGHHH!” Then everything goes blank. Victoria’s legs give out and she collapses in the corner.

Mickie, and everyone else in the arena for that matter, stare at Victoria in shock. There is a puddle of suspicious juices forming on the mat around Victoria’s crotch. Mickie finally voices the thought on everyone’s mind. “Did she just climax from me shoving a microphone up her cooch?” The fans chime in with their thoughts on what just transpired. “SHE’S A FREAK! SHE’S A FREAK! SHE’S A FREAK!” Mickie prods Victoria’s back but gets no response. She gets up and goes over to referee Jack Doan who is staring at Victoria in shock. “You might want to check on her. I think she’s out.”

The referee climbs out onto the ring apron and kneels down next to Victoria to check on her. She’s slumped in the corner with the side of her face resting on the middle turnbuckle pad. Her mouth is still hanging open in a silent scream. Her eyes are open… but there’s clearly nobody home. After failing to elicit any kind of response from Victoria the referee calls for the bell and awards the match to Mickie.

Mickie slips out of the ring and goes over to the time keeper’s corner where Lillian Garcia is ready to make her announcement, “Ladies and gentlemen… here I your winner and still the WWE Women’s Champion… MICKIE JAMES!” Mickie reclaims her championship and raises it up over her head. The fans cheer while trainers and crew people come running out from the back to tend to Victoria. Eventually someone brings out a set of bolt cutter and cuts through the chain on Victoria’s handcuffs. She freed from her position against the ring post and has a blanket thrown over her waist but remains unresponsive.

Candice has finally woken up and is looking from ringside with concern. Mickie comes up next to her. “You were right. She did out-crazy me. But I still broke her.” Candice glares at Mickie as she leans into the ring to address her opponent. “Thanks for the fight, Vicky! I had a blast!”

Mickie skips up the ramp and stops on the stage where she pauses and raises her championship up over her head one final time. She’s met with a loud ovation from the crowd who certainly enjoy the explicit show that she put on at Victoria’s expense. Mickie disappears to the back and the stream goes off the air with everyone still tending to Victoria.

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Phew! I did it! Three chapters every two weeks. Now I've got a well-earned break until the Royal Rumble. I hope you guys enjoyed this latest chapter. And I give full credit to Pwein for coming up with the phallic microphone bit in his story. See you guys again in January!

I think I can safely say you've become my favorite part of WWE PPVs. Mixed feelings about that.

And it's been awhile since someone's *used* a mic. I love that it started at reasonably tame and has progressed into the extreme, like Mickie James is letting the popularity get to her head and wants to take it up a notch for her fans.

This is great! Would love to see the innocent bystander Lillian Garcia get stripped to her panties somewhow.

Thanks. I actually didn't watch Roadblock last night. It's the first PPV I've missed all year. And it was completely voluntary. I just wasn't invested in it. I didn't care for the main feud of Owens vs Reigns. And Sasha vs Charlotte should have ended at Hell in a Cell with three less title reigns. Also, the 'end of the line' tag was stupid and I hated how everyone kept saying it and shoving it down our throats. The WWE doesn't have 'seasons'. It wasn't the end of anything. They should have gone back to calling their December show Armageddon and made Roadblock the Raw PPV for February so its smack dab in the middle of the Road to WrestleMania like a true roadblock.

But yeah, if there was a line Mickie just destroyed it.



HAHAHAHAHA! Stripping an innocent bystander... Do me a favor... Go look up the Mickie and Candice vs Torrie and Maria Bra and Panties tag match from the June 19th 2006 edition of Raw. Watch what happens after the WWE's version of the match. And then think about what I'll do during mine.

Chapter 5
 

Mickie’s Title Rampage

Just a heads up, I did something a little different with this chapter. Usually I focus on Mickie’s segments and just make passing references to what happens on Raw. But for this chapter I actually had Mickie get a bit more involved in the episode beyond her original nine-minute segment. I think it shows that as Mickie’s star power rises the writers are getting more comfortable with her character and are putting her in a more prominent role since she’s now one of the top stars and attractions.

Let me know what you think…

Chapter 5 – Mickie versus the World

Another Post-Show, another perverted Mickie James match, another instant success. The WWE had found a winning combination. The second Mickie-centric Raw Post-Show had received an impressive 675,000 buys which was more than Smackdown’s Judgment Day and ECW One Night Stand combined! The premiere show featuring the match between Mickie and Beth Phoenix had already passed one million buys through replays on WWE.com and was poised to easily outsell Backlash. It was now obvious that Mickie James was the ‘it’ factor that made Backlash such an astounding success.

Mickie James the perverted psychopath was now the hottest act in professional wrestling. Mickie hadn’t just crossed the line in her latest Post-Show Match against Victoria, she’d stripped the line naked and molested it with a microphone. The line was broken and serving as an honorary member of Mickie’s special band. And the world was eating it up. The more depraved she got the more she was cheered. Mickie’s perverted actions had made her a fan favorite, she had transcended beyond the simple face-heel role. The Raw Divas Division was now Mickie James and everybody else, Mickie versus the World. Now the writers had to decide how to book their hottest act for Sunday’s Vengeance Pay-Per-View.

Lisa Marie Varon was praised by everyone backstage for allowing the match to get as intense as it had. And to her further credit, she hadn’t fled the main roster in shame like two of Mickie’s previous victims. Even though her character had been broken, the ring veteran was ready and willing to keep working. That loyalty was why the WWE Writers had pushed her as a challenger for Mickie in the first place. Now it was finally time for the Raw Creative Team to reward Varon’s loyalty to the company. The first thought was to continue her rivalry with Mickie but then someone came up with an even crazier idea… and since ‘crazy’ seemed to be the magic word with Mickie James… they gave the idea the green light.

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Monday Night Raw – June 19th 2006 – Rochester New York

The show opened with Vince McMahon becoming the victim of a number of sexual pranks as he made his way out to the ring. McMahon announced that there would be no D-X Reunion tonight and instead tonight would mark the destruction of Degeration X. He made a new match for Sunday’s Vengeance Pay-Per-View where Triple H and Shawn Michaels would take on the entire Spirit Squad in a 5-on-2 Handicap Match. But before he could get to his plans for that night he was interrupted by his son Shane who came out to inform him that his daughter Stephanie had gone into labor. Vince was furious. He and Shane left Jonathan Coachman in charge of the show and left in a limo. But not before Mr. McMahon complained that his daughter had the worst timing and called her a b*tch.

The cameras go backstage and show an annoyed Candice Michelle standing outside the locker room. She’s dressed in a white blouse, denim short shorts, white knee pads and black boots. She also has a new white coat to replace her pink one.

The fans pop loudly as Mickie skips up to Candice with her hands behind her back. Like last week she’s in all white. But this time there’s a pink floral pattern design on her white top and a pink trim on her skirt.

“Hey you!” Mickie chirps. “So are you still mad about what happened to Vicky last week?”

“Of course I’m still mad!” Candice snaps at her. “You broke my friend!”

“Hey now,” Mickie protests, “She’s the one who asked for the match. She knew what she was getting into. I gave her every chance to back out. You were there in the locker room! I warned her. Heck, she challenged me because of what I did to you!”

“Are you actually trying to pin this on me?” Candice gasps.

“Well… I don’t like to point fingers but you were the one that slid her that chair,” Mickie points out… while pointing her finger for good measure. “After nearly getting my face caved in and tasting my own blood… I kind of lost it. Everything became a blur after that and the next thing I know Vicky was handcuffed bottomless in the corner. So yeah… have you heard from her at all since last week?”

Candice glares at her. “No. Why do you even care? You’re the one who broke her!”

“I care because she took it like a champ,” Mickie points out. “What I did to her was way worse than what happened to Trish, Maria and Beth. I thought she was made of tougher stuff. But it looks like she still couldn’t handle the consequences of challenging me.”

“You’re sick!” Candice snaps. “You broke my friend, you crazy perverted psycho!”

Mickie takes a deep breath and her smile becomes notably forced. “Okay… okay… I’m gonna give you that one for free because you’re obviously distraught. You and I have a tag team bra and panties match against Torrie and Maria so we need to get on the same page. That’s why I brought you a present.” Mickie pulls her hands out from behind her back and holds out a framed picture.

“That’s… Victoria…” Candice gasps as she stares at the picture. “WHY WOULD I WANT THIS?”

“Well normally I like to keep these,” Mickie admits, “But since you and Vicky are so close I thought I’d let you have this one, y’know, as a gift.”

“I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU!” Candice shrieks as she throws the picture on the ground. “You molested her with a microphone! And now you’re throwing it back in my face! And don’t think I forgot about everything that you did to me last week!” Candice turns and storms off.

“Hey, come on, don’t be like that!” Mickie says as she follows after her. “Look, if you team with me tonight I promise I won’t strip, molest or humiliate you! I’ll even let you join in while I do all that to our opponents!”

The cameraman is left alone and tilts his camera down to film the picture Candice had thrown. The glass has shattered but the camera is still able to make out most of the details. Victoria is handcuffed bottomless to the corner. Mickie is crouched behind her and has just jammed a microphone inside of her opponent. Victoria’s back is arched and her mouth is wide open as she screams out in orgasm. And, of course, the word ‘BROKEN’ is written diagonally across the picture.

The cameraman is suddenly shoved to the side and nearly falls over as a woman dressed in a black hooded sweatshirt and gray sweatpants walks on screen. The woman kneels down and picks up the framed picture. The cameraman scrambles around to get a shot of the hooded woman’s face… IT’S VICTORIA! A large portion of the fans out in the arena pop for the heel diva. Like Mickie, many of the perverts were impressed by the amount of humiliation that Victoria had endured last week. If nothing else, she’d put on one hell of a sexy show. But there is something clearly off with Victoria. Her eyes are vacant and she’s staring blankly down at the picture that captures the most humiliating moment of her life. Her expression is equally blank so there’s no telling what’s going through the broken diva’s mind. Victoria doesn’t even acknowledge the camera and simply stands up and walks away with her picture.

And on that disturbing note, Raw cuts to a commercial break.

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WHAA-OW! A Girl Like That plays out in the arena and Torrie Wilson comes out from the back wearing a black crop top and pink pants. Lilian Garcia stands in the ring wearing a pale tan dress and begins her introductions. “This is a bra and panties tag team match! Introducing first… from Boise Idaho… Torrie Wilson!” Torrie gets in the ring and turns to face the ramp as she waits for her partner.

Maria’s theme song With Legs Like That plays but after fifteen seconds the ditzy backstage interviewer doesn’t appear on the ramp. Torrie sighs and gets out of the ring and heads back up the ramp. She goes through the curtain and comes back a moment later leading an extremely reluctant Maria by the hand. Maria is wearing a red tank top, very short black shorts, black boots and knee pads and a white garter on her right leg. But it doesn’t look like she wants any part of this match. “And introducing her tag team partner… from Chicago Illinois… Maria!”

Torrie leads Maria into the ring and holds her hand to keep her there. It’s a good decision because Maria looks like she’s on the verge of bolting. “Mickie’s a bully,” Torrie reminds her timid partner. “You’ve got to stand up to her.” “That’s easy for you to say!” Maria protests, “Look at what happened to Victoria! I don’t want that! Please Torrie, let me go!” Torrie shakes her head and refuses, “I’m doing this for your own good. You’ll never get over your fear of Mickie if you don’t confront her.”

What Love Is sounds through the arena and Candice Michelle saunters out from the back. She still looks highly annoyed as she makes her way down the ramp but it appears as though Mickie has managed to convince her partner to go through with teaming with her. She looks like she might be the only person less thrilled about this match than Maria. “And from Milwaukee Wisconsin… Candice Michelle!” Candice’s entrance lacks her usual flair and she just goes through the motions as she poses on the ring apron then gets in the ring. She doesn’t spare a glance at her two opponents and instead focuses her annoyed glare at the entrance ramp.

Obsession hits and the crowd cheers with an ovation that’s louder than Torrie, Maria and Candice’s put together. It’s official. Mickie James the psychopathic pervert is the most popular diva in the women’s locker room. Mickie jumps and skips out from the back with the Women’s Championship on her shoulder. “And her tag team partner… from Richmond Virginia… she is the WWE Women’s Champion... and the Woman Who Broke Trish Stratus… Mickie James!” Mickie slips into the ring and seems unperturbed that no one there is happy to see her. She hands off her title belt and Lilian Garcia vacates the ring.

The referee separates the four women and sends them to their respective corners. Maria bolts passed Torrie and climbs out onto the ring apron. She looks like her deepest wish right now is for Torrie to not tag her in for this entire match. Candice scoffs at Mickie then turns her back on her and climbs out onto the ring apron. The referee sees that all four combatants are situated and calls for the bell.

Candice immediately climbs down off the apron. Mickie turns to stare after her partner but Candice simply flips her hair and walks off.BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Candice bites her lip as she’s showered by the loudest boos of her entire career. But she shakes off the hate and goes around the ring to the entrance ramp then stops at the bottom of it and turns to scowl at Mickie with her arms folded across her chest. Torrie takes advantage of Mickie being distracted by her partner walking out on her and hits her from behind. Torrie tees off with a series of forearms to the back that knock Mickie into the ropes. Candice smirks as she looks on from the ramp. “That’s for Victoria!”

But Mickie suddenly lashes out behind her with a wild elbow that catches Torrie in the jaw. Torrie is rocked backwards as Mickie stands back up and glares at Candice. She is absolutely furious. Mickie spins and whips her leg around into Torrie’s face. MICK KICK! Torrie collapses to the mat like a puppet with its strings cut. Mickie wastes no time and grabs the waistband of Torrie’s pink pants and tears them down. The blonde is out cold and offers no resistance as Mickie pulls her pants off revealing Torrie’s black and pink bikini cut panties. Mickie tosses Torrie’s pants aside and grabs the Covergirl’s crop top then unceremoniously tears it off and tosses it aside to reveal a matching bra. Torrie’s out of the match.

Mickie turns her attention to Maria who is standing on the apron and staring in shock at how quickly her partner has been dispatched. Mickie dashes forward and grabs Maria by the collar. Maria frantically shakes her head and tries to beg off but Mickie easily flips her over the top rope and slams her down to the mat. Maria yelps and sits up to rub her back but that just makes it easier for Mickie to grab her red tank top and peel it off. Mickie tosses the top away and Maria’s red bra is revealed. Maria is terrified and tries to crawl away from Mickie but that just presents the Women’s Champion with a too easy target. Mickie grabs Maria’s waistband and yanks down. The perverts let out a loud cheer at the result.

YYYYEEEEEAAAAAAAHHH!

“EEEEEEEP!” Maria squeals in horror and drops down to the mat. Her bare ass is on full display. Mickie hadn’t just grabbed the waistband of Maria’s shorts… she’d gotten the waistband of Maria’s black panties too! Maria is now completely bottomless! Mickie smirks and gives Maria’s cute naked butt a playful swat. The referee calls for the bell. Mickie has just won this match single handedly and stripped both of her opponents in well under a minute.

But before Mickie’s music can even start to play Candice hits her from behind and knocks Mickie on top of Maria. Candice is all over Mickie. She’s clubbing her on the back and slapping her head with both hands. Poor Maria is pinned underneath Mickie. She covers her head and whimpers as she waits for the assault to be over. Candice grabs Mickie by the hair and throws her to the mat with a reverse mat slam. Mickie rolls over and pushes herself up onto her hands and knees but Candice jumps back on her and grabs her top then quickly tears it off revealing Mickie’s pale pink bra.

Candice grins and taunts Mickie by twirling her top over her head and doing her Go Daddy dance. But Candice forgot one crucial thing. This is Mickie James. She’s shameless. As soon as the dancing Covergirl turns her back, Mickie reaches out and grabs her denim shorts and yanks them down to her knees. Candice freezes and still has Mickie’s top raised over her head as she stands there in the middle of the ring with her skimpy blue and white panties on full display. Mickie yanks Candice’s shorts down further then pulls back and causes her ‘partner’ to trip and fall on her face.

Mickie tosses Candice’s shorts aside then leaps on top of her and starts clubbing her on the back. Then she grabs Candice’s long dark hair and uses it for leverage as she slams Candice’s pretty face into the canvas. Mickie keeps going and bounces Candice’s head like a basketball. After going head-first into the mat seven times… Candice has been knocked loopy. The Covergirl is in no condition to defend herself as Mickie slips around her and pulls off her white top revealing Candice’s blue bra. Mickie hauls her underwear-clad partner off of the mat and into a side headlock then jumps up and lays her out with a big Mickie-DT.

Obsession finally starts to play and the referee comes over to raise Mickie’s arm. The Women’s Champion is the only one standing. Torrie and Candice are both out cold and Maria is bottomless and showing no signs of getting up until Mickie is far, far away from her.

“Ladies and gentlemen, here are your winners… the team of Candice Michelle and Mickie Ja—” Lilian trails off when Mickie’s head snaps to the side. Suddenly the full force of the Women’s Champion’s crazed gaze is on the ring announcer. Mickie gets out of the ring and storms over to Lilian.

“What did you just say?” Mickie demands as she grabs Lilian microphone and points it towards herself. “Did you just call Candice the winner of that match? She didn’t win! I won! You saw it! She abandoned me and I beat them both myself! Then she attacked me and I beat her too! I’m the only winner here! MICKIE VERSUS THE WORLD!”

“Okay Mickie… I’m sorry,” Lilian quickly apologizes. “I’ll start again…”

“Not so fast,” Mickie objects. “I don’t think you’re really sorry!” Mickie grabs Lilian shoulders and yanks her down so she’s bent over then grabs the hem of the ring announcer’s tan dress and pulls it right off her in one smooth motion.

“OH MY GOD!” Lilian screams into the microphone that’s still in her hand. Thanks to Mickie, she went from fully clothed to her flesh-colored bra and panties in an instant. “MICKIE!” The embarrassed ring announcer is bombarded by catcalls and wolf whistles as she stands there in her underwear. The flesh-like color of her bra and panties accentuate her near nude state.

Mickie dangles Lilian’s dress in front of her. “You want this back? Do the announcement properly!”

“Okay… okay…” Lilian concedes, “Ladiesandgentlemen… hereisyourwinner…”

“Slow it down!” Mickie orders. “They can barely hear you!” Mickie turns and tosses Lilian’s dress over to an elated Jerry Lawler. “Do it right or you’ll lose the bra too!”

The fans pop and Lilian’s eyes go wide in alarm. “Y-your winner… the WWE Women’s Champion… and the Woman Who Broke Trish Stratus… MICKIE—”

“You know what, I think it’s time we updated that,” Mickie cuts her off, “I’ve also broken Maria, Beth Phoenix and Victoria. I want you to list all of the members of Mickie’s Band of Broken B itches. Go on!”

Lilian’s face is bright red at this point. “Ladies and gentlemen… here is your winner… the WWE Women’s Champion… and the Woman Who Broke Trish Stratus… Maria… Beth Phoenix… and Victoria… MICKIE JAMES!”

“Good job,” Mickie praises her. “I’m happy with your performance. But it’s out of my hands now. Since I don’t have your dress anymore… you’re going to have to convince King to give it back.”

Mickie stops to take her Women’s Title back and slips it on her shoulder then leads the half-naked ring announcer over to the commentary table. She takes the microphone and goes around behind the table and leans down in between J.R. and King. “What do you think, Jerry? Can Lilian have her dress back?”

King’s wide perverted grin tells everyone the answer. “Sorry Lilian. But I like what I’m seeing. You’re a beautiful woman. You shouldn’t be embarrassed to be seen like that. I think staying the way you are for a while will do you some good. I’ll give your dress back at the end of the night.”

“Well there you have it, the King has spoken,” Mickie concludes. “Looks like Lilian’s got a long night of announcing in her underwear to look forward to. Let’s hear it for King!” Most of the fans seem to be pleased with the King’s proclamation. JER-RY! JER-RY! JER-RY!

Mickie stands back up but then her free hand suddenly flashes out and sn*tches J.R. black cowboy hat right off of his head. Mickie smirks and puts on J.R.’s signature hat then skips around the commentary table and does a quick two-step on the other side.

J.R.: Alright… you’ve had your fun. Give it back!

King: Aw, let her go J.R., that hat looks way better on her than it ever did on you!

J.R.: You’re obviously a big fan of hers. But that woman is clearly unbalanced.

Mickie skips around the ring and looks like she’s finally done fooling around. But she stops when she spots a blonde woman shouting at her from on the other side of the barricade.

Mickie still has her microphone. “You got something to say, sweetie?” She goes over and points the live mic at the woman in the crowd.

“You’re a disgrace!” the blonde woman snaps. “You’re an embarrassment to women! You’ve single-handedly set women’s wrestling back three decades! You objectify women!”

“Objectify this!” Mickie retorts before she suddenly grabs the woman and flips her over the barricade and onto the floor.

J.R.: Oh dear God, that’s fan! That lunatic’s really crossed the line now!

But Mickie isn’t done yet! She grabs the woman’s brown top and tears it off to reveal her pink bra.

The perverts pop while the woman shrieks and struggles to cover herself. But Mickie still isn’t done. She undoes the snap in the woman’s jeans and yanks her pants down to her knees revealing her matching pink panties.

The blonde woman screams and thrashes her legs to get away from Mickie. But Mickie grabs the back of the woman’s pink panties and quickly turns them into a thong as she yanks the underwear up the woman’s ass for a painful wedgie. The woman cries out in shock as Mickie hauls her up to her feet – by her underwear – and then unceremoniously chucks her back over the barricade and out into the crowd.

The nearby event security staff rush over to cover the humiliated woman while Mickie bends down and picks up the microphone that she’d dropped. “And that, ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, is how you handle a heckler Mickie James Style!” Despite the fact that she just assaulted a member of the audience, the crazy Women’s Champion receives a loud cheer from the crowd.

YYYYYYEEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHH!

Mickie laughs madly as other security personnel come bombing out from the back. Two of the men restrain Mickie and escort her up the ramp while the others converge on the fan she’d assaulted.

J.R.: It’s about time! That woman is unhinged! Get her out of here! And someone get me my hat back! Even you can’t defend that, King!

King: Okay… I’ll admit it… Mickie might have gone too far this time…

J.R.: Might have? She just assaulted a woman in the audience! We could be looking at a huge lawsuit!

Mickie turns at the top of the ramp and shouts into the microphone, “MICKIE VERSUS THE WORLD!” Security regains their hold on Mickie and escorts her to the back. Five stripped women and utter chaos is left in the Women’s Champion’s wake.

The cameras stay on Mickie as she’s brought backstage and she freezes when she comes face-to-face with the hooded Victoria.

“Vicky?” Mickie blurts out in surprise.

Victoria is hugging her framed picture to her chest. She stares vacantly at Mickie then looks down at the microphone that’s still in Mickie’s hand. There’s a flicker of emotion in Victoria’s eyes as she stares at the microphone and bites her lip. But then she shakes her head and runs off without saying anything.

“WAIT! COME BACK!” Mickie tries to go after her but security holds her back.

A furious Jonathan ‘Coach’ Coachman comes running over. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?”

“Um… winning a match?” Mickie answers.

“I meant after the match!” Coach snaps, “Mr. McMahon might turn a blind eye to your antics… but you’ve gone too far this time!”

“Okay, okay, I’m sorry,” Mickie apologizes, “I’ll give J.R. his back.”

“I don’t care about the hat!” Coach exclaims.

“So I can keep the hat?” Mickie asks.

“THIS ISN’T ABOUT THE HAT!” Coach shouts. “You assaulted a member of the audience! Security already has their hands full keeping an eye out for D-X. But then you go and pull something like this!? That woman isn’t under contract! She’s well within her rights to press charges against you and the company! The last thing Mr. McMahon needs when he’s not here is a lawsuit!”

“But she was badmouthing me,” Mickie protests.

“I don’t care what your reasons are!” Coach insists, “You crossed the line. Mr. McMahon left me in charge tonight and I won’t let you or D-X ruin this show! You need to be punished.”

“With what? A spanking?” Mickie asks.

“No,” Coach says, “You’d probably enjoy that. What was it you shouted out there? ‘Mickie versus the World’? Well that’s exactly what it’s going to be! I’m going to follow Mr. McMahon’s example. This Sunday at Vengeance… you’re going to be in a handicap match… against the three women you just embarrassed out there: Torrie Wilson, Maria and Candice Michelle. And it’s going to be one of your infamous Anything Goes Matches so they can do anything they want to you.”

“Three-on-one with no rules… that hardly seems fair,” Mickie points out.

“Too bad!” Coach replies, “You broke the rules so you face the consequences! You’ll serve as an example to D-X and everyone else in the locker room. We have rules for a reason. You can’t just run around and do whatever you want.” Coach motions to the two security staff that still beside Mickie, “You two, come with me. We’ve got to keep our eyes peeled for D-X.”

Coach and the security guards hurry off and leaving Mickie staring after them. “Hate that guy. And I suddenly want something really bad to happen to him.”

”We might be able to help you out there.”

The fans out in the arena let out a resounding cheer as Triple H and Shawn Michaels walk on screen and stand on either side of Mickie. They’re both decked out in D-X gear. It’s official. Degeration X is back together. And their first on-screen appearance upon reuniting is with Mickie James.

“Hey there, Mickie,” Triple H greets her. He eyes the Women’s Champion who is still only wearing her pink bra, white skirt, white boots and the title belt on her shoulder. “You’re looking good. I’ve been a big fan of your recent stuff.”

“Aw, Hunter, thanks!” Mickie gushes, “I always knew you were a pervert at heart!”

“Yeah, well, Shawn isn’t though,” HHH admits, “He’s found religion.”

“I can’t help it!” Shawn defends himself, “If I focus too much on that sort of thing I run the risk of losing my smile again.”

Triple H wastes no time in quipping, “Yeah, then he makes stupid decisions like posing for Playgirl.”

“I’ve always preferred Playboy to Playgirl actually,” Mickie admits.

HHH grins and nudges Mickie, “For the articles, right?”

“Heck no! For all the hot naked women!” Mickie exclaims.

“Wow… no filter on this girl,” Triple H remarks.

“ANYWAY!” Shawn abruptly changes the subject, “We couldn’t help overhearing your situation. And that you wanted something really bad to happen to the Coach. Hunter and I believe in karma. So we’d be down to help that really bad thing happen.”

“Really?” Mickie chirps, “You guys would do that for little old me?”

“Weeell, there’s loads of reasons to mess with Coach,” Shawn says.

“He’s a huge tool,” HHH states.

“It would piss off Vince McMahon.” HBK adds.

“He’s got a stick the size of Nebraska shoved up his ass,” the Game remarks.

“It would piss off Vince McMahon,” the Heartbreak Kid repeats.

“We were probably going to do that anyway,” Helmsley admits.

“Oh, don’t forget that it would probably piss off Vince McMahon!” Mickie chimes in.

“Right, that too,” Michaels agrees. “But since we’re sympathetic to the fact that you’re in a situation similar to ours… we’ll say we’re doing it for you.”

“Aww! Thanks guys!” Mickie coos. “You’re sweet!” She quickly pecks Michaels and then Helmsley on the cheek before she skips off. “I feel a lot better now!”

D-X watch her go then Shawn rubs his cheek and gushes like a school boy, “Aw shucks! She’s cute.”

“And totally crazy,” Hunter comments, “But it’s the good kind of crazy. The kind that really knows how to have a good time and always livens up a party.”

“Oh! We’ve still gotta have a party to celebrate the band getting back together,” HBK realizes.

“When we do, we’ve definitely gotta invite that girl,” HHH resolves. “She leaves a trail of nearly naked women wherever she goes.”

“Well before we get to that… we’ve still gotta give Coachman the worst night of his life,” Shawn says.

“Right,” Hunter agrees, “Coach for Mickie and the Spirit Squad for us.”

D-X slink off and Raw goes to a commercial. Everyone watching knows they’re in for a wild night.

The wild night continues as soon as Raw comes back from the commercial break. Charlie Haas is so caught up in staring at Lillian Garcia as she does her ring announcer duties in her bra and panties that he barely notices his opponent. So Viscera comes out and lays waste to Haas for ogling ‘his lady’. But then the Spirit Squad rush the ring and attack both men. The match ends in a no contest and the Spirit Squad calls out D-X. HHH and HBK do not answer the call and instead appear on the Titan-Tron. They inform the Squad that they’ll come out on their own terms but for now they just have to words for them… look up. The five male cheerleaders are then showered with green slime that falls from the rafters.

Later on in the night, Coach returns to Mr. McMahon’s office and finds it defaced with various spray painted D-X slogans. Coach gasps as he picks up the frame picture of Vince McMahon’s Muscle and Fitness Cover which has D-X spray painted across the bottom. The picture of the Chairman has a mustache, eyebrows and a wart all drawn on it.

“Those bastards!” Coach gasps, “They have no idea who they’re messing with! Not tonight!” Coach turns around and finds himself face-to-face Triple H and Shawn Michaels.

D-X see the vandalized wall behind Coach. They take great joy in pointing out that the picture of Shawn Michaels being forced to kiss Mr. McMahon’s ass has been replaced by Triple H forcing Shane to kiss to kiss Vince McMahon’s ass. And in the spot where the Muscle and Fitness magazine cover once hung is a picture of Triple H giving a bare-assed Vince McMahon a pedigree. And, of course, they notice the defaced Muscle and Fitness portrait. They wonder who could have done such a thing and comment that someone’s going to get in big trouble. And Coach is supposed to be in charge.

When confronted with the two wrestlers who could and probably would kick his ass… Coach immediately caves and tries to beg off.

“Listen guys,” Coach says, “I know you heard about the plan that we had in store for both of you tonight… but-but what Mr. McMahon wanted was for you to have your first class accommodations, limo rides, all that kind of thing because we want to make sure that your first back-that your first night back together was as it should be. So hopefully…”

“And we appreciate all of that!” Shawn cuts him off. “We could use some first class accommodations…”

“Except…” Triple H adds, “We kind of told someone we’d make your life miserable tonight.”

“And gosh darn it, the two of us are noble of heart,” Michaels insists, “We can’t be bribed off with stuff like that.”

“Right, noble,” Helmsley scoffs. “Either way, someone wanted something really bad to happen to you and we’re here to make that really bad something happen.”

“Now hold on guys, that’s enough!” Coach protests, “If you’re thinking about doing something else tonight or at Vengeance… then you’d better think again! Because you have no idea who you’re dealing with here. You deal with me it’s just like dealing with Mr. McMahon. You mess with me it’s just like messing with Mr. McMahon. So I think you should re-think anything you thought you were going to do. Do I make myself clear?”

“Oh gee, when you put it that way… it’s completely different,” HBK comments. “We wouldn’t want to mess with Mr. McMahon.”

“Oh wait… wait… wait…” HHH says, “Yeah we would.” The humor vanishes from their voices and Coach suddenly finds himself staring down two multi-time world champions.

Shawn and Hunter shove Coach head-first through the wall about the couch. Then they pull down Coach’s pants to reveal that he’s wearing the skimpiest of g-strings which makes it all too easy for them to spray paint D-X on his bare ass.

“That’s a job well done,” the Game remarks, “Now we just need to get Mickie in here to show her our handiwork.”

The cameras cut away to Maria who has pulled some clothes back on. She attempts to interview Eugene but the special superstar is all flustered and can only say the word “but” over and over again. Rob Conway shows up and mocks Eugene and insists that Dinsmore stands no chance of beating Umaga at Vengeance. Eugene flips out and attacks Conway in a fit of rage. But when he finally calms down he turns to Maria and wishes her luck in her match at Vengeance.

“I have a match at Vengeance?” Maria squeaks in surprise.

The cameras go out to J.R. and King. Their commentary table was destroyed after Sabu put John Cena through it with a springboard leg drop that left the face of Raw busted open. For the benefit of Maria and everyone else, J.R. and King run down the final card for Sunday’s Vengeance Pay-Per-View. It consist of WWE and ECW Champion Rob Van Dam defending his WWE Championship against Edge, Raw’s John Cena facing ECW’s Sabu in an Extreme Rules Match, Kane taking on his masked imposter, Intercontinental Champion Shelton Benjamin defending his title against Carlito and Johnny Nitro in a triple threat match, Ric Flair facing Mick Foley in a 2 out of 3 falls match, ECW’s Kurt Angle taking on Raw’s Randy Orton, Eugene going against the undefeated Umaga, the Spirit Squad facing Triple H and Shawn Michaels in a 5-on-2 Handicap Match and finally Women’s Champion Mickie James taking on Torrie Wilson, Maria and Candice Michelle in a three-on-one Anything Goes Handicap Match.

The cameras go back to Maria who is staring at the screen in wide eyed horror. “I’M FACING MICKIE!? I DON’T WANT TO FACE MICKIE! STOP PUTTING ME IN MATCHES AGAINST MICKIE!”

Speaking of Mickie, the cameras go back to Mr. McMahon’s office where Coach is still stuck in the wall. The Women’s Champion is being led into the office by Triple H and Shawn Michaels. She’s still wearing J.R.’s black cowboy hat however her hair is tied back and is now wearing a white and green cheerleader top.

“Ta-dah!” the Game and the Icon stand aside and proudly display their handiwork.

“Wow, I never pegged him as the type to wear a g-string,” Mickie remarks as she stares at Coach and the vandalized office with a wide, impressed smile. “Tighty Whities, sure, but not a thong. That thing’s skimpier than any of the thongs I’ve worn.”

“Uh… Mickie, you’ve got something on your face there,” HHH says as he points above his lip.

Mickie reaches up and dabs at the mysterious clear substance that’s above her lip then scoops it onto her finger and sticks it in her mouth. “Yum! Oh, that reminds me! I met your cheerleaders in the locker room.”

“Really?” Michaels and Helmsley both ask at the same time. They turn to look at each other.

“Wait… I thought I was supposed to order the cheerleaders...” Shawn says.

“No, you were supposed to get the paint,” Hunter corrects him, “I was in charge of the cheerleaders.”

“Aw, dang, then what’re we gonna do with mine?” the Heartbreak Kid gripes.

“We could always use both sets,” the Cerebral Assassin reassures him. “You can never have enough cheerleaders. Except if they’re the Spirit Squad.”

“I bet I ran into Hunter’s in the women’s locker room,” Mickie reasons. “Shawn, cover your ears.”

“Huh? Why?” Michaels asks.

“Because I don’t want to spoil the surprise,” Mickie says.

“Oh, okay then,” Shawn agrees and places his hands over his ears.

Mickie smirks and tilts her head to the side as she turns to look at Hunter. “You guys were so nice in agreeing to help me that I decided to return the favor. I personally ensured that each and every one of those girls is limbered up and ready to go.” Mickie winks at him and HHH goes stiff in surprise while Mickie glances down at her cheerleader top, “Although, I should probably give Krista her top back…”

“Um… which one’s Krista?” Triple H asks.

“The short brunette with the big boobs,” Mickie answers. “Actually… she might need an extra couple of minutes to get the feeling back in her legs.”

HHH slaps his leg and shouts, “Damn, that’s hot!”

Mickie reaches out and pulls Shawn’s hand away from his ear, “Thanks guys! You made my night!” She gives both members of D-X a hug then skips away.

Shawn looks over at Hunter, “Do I want to know what she did with your cheerleaders?”

“No, no you don’t,” Hunter replies, “But it made everything we did to Coach totally worth it. I’m starting to really like that girl.”

The night ends with D-X mocking Spirit Squad in the ring. First with Shawn’s set of midget cheerleaders then with Hunter’s set of four hot babe cheerleaders who took their tops off to reveal ‘D-X’ painted on their bras. Mickie’s ‘friend’ Krista was front and center and was sporting an extra-wide smile the whole time. The Spirit Squad came out with most of the heel locker room to confront D-X but the heels bailed on them. Kenny, Nicky and Mitch realized their reinforcements had run off and stopped to call after them which meant Mikey and Johnny were the only ones who actually got in the ring. Michaels and Helmsley had no problem laying out the two male cheerleaders then they called the midgets back into the ring and had them moon the spirit squad to reveal that they had ‘SUCK IT’ painted on their asses. Degeneration X was left standing tall and with all the momentum going into Vengeance.

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During the week, a video featuring Vince McMahon is posted on WWE.com from WWE Headquarters.

“Here in the WWE we are committed to putting on an entertaining program,” the Chairman states, “But our primary concern first and foremost is always the safety and welfare of our audience. Monday night on Raw, WWE Women’s Champion Mickie James crossed the line when she assaulted a member of the audience. We at World Wrestling Entertainment have always encouraged our audience and fans to exercise their First Amendment rights by saying whatever they like during our program. That is why Mickie James’ actions were inexcusable no matter what that woman said and I am in full support of Jonathan Coachman’s decision to punish Mickie James at Sunday’s Vengeance Pay-Per-View.”

“Mickie James will face Torrie Wilson, Maria and Candice Michelle in a three-on-one Anything Goes Handicap Match,” McMahon reaffirms. “That match will take place after the night’s main event in an exclusive post-show which, going forward, will now be referred to as ‘WWE After Hours’ due to the mature content that will be on display and because it is no longer exclusive to Monday Night Raw. Viewers that purchase WWE Vengeance will receive WWE After Hours for free. Or can stream it live on its own from WWE.com for $6.69”

Vince smirks and it’s clear that he’s going to receive no small amount of personal satisfaction from this match. “It is my hope that this match will help Mickie James learn the error of her ways and motivate her not to commit any such actions in the future. Assaulting members of the audience and associating with unsavory degenerates like Degeration X will not be tolerated. Miss James will receive a taste of her own medicine when her multiple opponents inflict the same level of humiliation upon her as she has done to many of her own opponents. Thank you, and as always, enjoy the show.”

If it wasn’t official before, it is now, Mickie James is a full-blown baby face. Mickie’s brief association with fan favorites D-X and the fact that the evil WWE Chairman was now gunning for her has solidified her position on the roster as a top tier fan favorite despite her perverse actions and character quirks.

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WWE Vengeance – June 25th 2006 – Charlotte North Carolina

WWE Vengeance is airing live from the Charlotte Bobcats Arena. The medics are still tending to an extremely bloody Ric Flair who Mick Foley had brutalized with his barbwire-wrapped bat. The cameras go backstage and show Candice Michelle approaching Torrie Wilson and Maria.

“Okay… it’s no secret that the three of us have some history,” Candice admits. “But right now that’s not what’s important. Later tonight we’re going to be facing Mickie James. This is our chance to finally put a stop to her title rampage. We can’t let her get away with what she did to Victoria.”

“And Trish… and Beth… and me… and Maria,” Torrie reminds her.

“Right, them and you guys too,” Candice agrees. “Look, we’re never gonna get a better shot than this. It’s three-on-one and there are no rules to hold us back. I’m willing to forget our personal problems for tonight so we can focus on Mickie… because this is only going to work if we can get on the same page.”

Torrie opens her mouth to speak but it’s actually Maria who responds to Candice. “Mickie’s transgressions have been utterly reprehensible. She functions without morality or compassion. Her belligerent tactics and her blatant harassment of her colleagues has cultivated a locker room with a palpable air of paranoia and discontent. Our prospects of emerging triumphant are tremendously unfavorable unless we can all function collaboratively and resemble a proper triumvirate.” Maria nods happily and finishes with her usual sweet smile, “So let’s work together and beat her!”

“…” Candice and Torrie are both staring at Maria in shock.

“Right… what she said,” Torrie adds. “What’s the plan?”

Just then Johnny Nitro and Melina appear. They’re making their way to the ring for the Intercontinental Championship Triple Threat Match. Melina scoffs and walks passed the other three divas with a dismissive wave.

The camera cuts away out to the ring where Paparazzi plays. The red carpet it rolled out and Johnny Nitro and Melina strut their way down the ramp like Hollywood A-Listers. And eventually the duo returns backstage with the newly won Intercontinental Championship in hand.

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WWE Vengeance ends with Triple H and Shawn Michaels standing tall in the ring after defeating the Spirit Squad in a handicap match. The fans are warned that WWE After Hours contains mature content and anyone under the age of the eighteen is asked to vacate the arena. But a large portion of the crowd remains now knowing what’s in store for them after the two previous Raw Post Shows.

The cameras cut to the back and show Mickie James pacing as she waits for the post show to begin. She’s dressed to compete in a pale green crop top, a matching sash, a brown skirt and brown boots. Triple H and Shawn Michaels come through the curtain.

“Oh, hey guys!” Mickie greets them.

“Hey Mickie,” HBK replies, “Good luck out there tonight.”

“One down, one to go,” HHH states, “We overcame the numbers advantage and won our match… now you just need to do the same.”

“Although… we at least had each other out there,” Michaels points out. “You’re on your own.”

“You think so?” Mickie asks then tilts her head to the side. “I’m never out there alone. Not anymore.”

“Keep smiling Shawn,” Helmsley whispers, “She sees people…”

Mickie shakes her head and give a sad sigh. “I wasted so much time in one-sided relationships with women like Trish and Beth. I did everything for them… but they never appreciated it. They liked me when it was convenient but then they turned around and ditched me when things got hard… or when something better came along. Now it’s different… now… I’ve got my perverts.”

The perverted fans out in the arena pop at the recognition.

“Did you hear that?” Mickie questions as her face lights up with a wide smile. “There they are showing their support even now. They like me. I don’t have to hold myself back anymore. I can do whatever I want out there and no matter how perverted or depraved it is… they cheer me. I don’t have to jump through hoops… I can just be Mickie James… and they love me for it.”

“A cheering crowd can be a powerful motivator when you’re in the ring giving it your all,” Shawn sagely advises.

“You’re right,” Mickie agrees. “It may say Mickie James versus Torrie, Maria and Candice on the card. But that’s not really the case.” Mickie smirks and is beginning to get riled up. “Tonight, it’s going to be WWE Women’s Champion Mickie James and an arena full of screaming perverts taking on three dumb bimbos who should’ve known better and are in for a night that they’ll NEVER forget!”

The fans out in the arena let out a loud cheer and begin chanting for the Women’s Champion. WE WANT MICKIE! WE WANT MICKIE! WE WANT MICKIE!

Obsession plays out in the arena and the chanting becomes a loud cheer.

“I don’t need luck,” Mickie concludes, “I’ve got them.”

Triple H and Shawn Michaels look on as Mickie skips off screen and seconds later comes jumping out onto the stage. After Mickie’s passionate babyface promo, the cheering crowd - despite being smaller in number - is just as loud as the full arena had been when Degeneration X won the main event.

The bell rings and Lilian Garcia stands in the ring with referee Jack Doan as she begins the introductions. “The following contest is a three-on-one Anything Goes HANDICAP MATCH and is scheduled for one-fall! Making her way to the ring… from Richmond Virginia… she is the WWE Women’s Champion… and the Woman Who Broke Trish Stratus… Maria… Beth Phoenix… and Victoria… MICKIE JAMES!”

Mickie runs down the ramp but instead of going to the left like she had the last two times, she breaks tradition and goes to the right and jumps up onto the barricade. Mickie walks along the barricade and calls out, “Who wants to trade shirts!?” The hard camera has a perfect shot of Mickie as she shamelessly pulls off her top and stands on the barricade in her brown bra. “Oh! That guy’s already got his shirt off!” Mickie’s chest wobbles in her bra as she holds her arms out to the side to keep her balance as she makes her way along the barricade to the shirtless man holding up a ‘Break a B itch’ t-shirt.

Mickie stops midway along the barricade and sees that the shirtless fan is three rows back. she waves her arms at the fans in the front few rows. “Clear a path!” The fans part and Mickie steps off of the barricade and onto the first row of chairs then climbs over the next row and drops down next to the shirtless man. The fans in the area crowd around them as Mickie and the fan trade shirts. Mickie slips on the Break a B itch t-shirt and gives the fan holding her top a big hug and a kiss on the cheek before she climbs back over the rows of chairs and returns to ringside. Mickie finally gets in the ring and stands by the ropes on the far side as she awaits her opponents.

WHA-OW! Torrie Wilson’s theme A Girl Like That starts playing but quickly cuts and is replaced by Candice’s theme What Love Is. The two Playboy Covergirls come out from the back together with Maria in tow. They’re all wearing the same gear from earlier. Candice is in a black top and shorts with her pink coat over it, Torrie is in a pale pink top and trunks and Maria is in a black tank top with elbow pads and bright pink short-shorts. “And her opponents… the team of Torrie Wilson… Maria… and Candice Michelle!” The crowd is firmly pro-Mickie so the trio that is two-thirds babyface surprisingly receives a loud chorus of boos from Mickie’s perverts. Candice ignores the heat but Maria shrinks back from the harsh reception and looks like she’s on the verge of tears. Torrie shakes her head and grabs Maria’s arm to pull her along. “That lunatic’s driven everyone crazy...”

The group splits up with Torrie and Maria climbing up onto the ring apron together and going under the middle rope to get in the ring while Candice goes around the corner so she can do her usual entrance and pose when she pulls her coat open. Candice slips her coat off and joins her two partners in the ring while Mickie watches them warily from the corner. The referee calls for the bell but Torrie and Candice both stop and stare at Maria who has climbed out onto the ring apron in the tag corner. “Maria… it’s a no disqualification match,” Torrie explains to the ditzy diva. “You don’t have to tag in. We’re all allowed to be in the ring at once.”

But while Torrie and Candice are distracted by Maria… Mickie isn’t. The Women’s Champion surges across the ring and blasts Candice with a running forearm that knocks her into the ropes. She quickly spins around and shoves Torrie from behind which causes the blonde to collide with Maria and knock the doe-eyed brunette off the apron. Torrie slumps against the turnbuckles but Mickie grabs her and hauls her out of the corner by her hair then chucks her across the ring with a snapmare. Candice pushes off of the ropes and hits Mickie from behind but Mickie staggers forward and then fires back with a back kick to the stomach. James grabs Michelle and whips her across the ring then catches her as she cames back and plants her with a big spinebuster. Mickie pushes herself back up onto her knees and grabs hold of Candice’s shorts then yanks them down revealing Candice’s skimpy black thong.

YEEAAAAAH! The perverts cheer as Mickie stands back up with Candice’s shorts in hand but the Women’s Champion stays in motion and quickly takes down a recovered Torrie with a dropkick to the chest. Mickie looks back over her shoulder just in time to see Maria climb back onto the ring apron. She spins and throws Candice’s shorts in her final opponent’s face. Maria reels back in surprise which gives the Women’s Champion all the time she needs to reach the corner and knee her in the stomach. Maria pitches forward and leans across the top rope. James takes advantage and reaches over to grab Kanellis’ black tank top and yanks it over her head and off. Maria pulls back and hugs her arms over her chest in an attempt to hide her sparkly pink bra. But Mickie jumps and hits a low dropkick to the knee and knocks Maria back down to the floor. Mickie grins as she picks up Maria’s top and Candice’s shorts then stands up holds them up with her arms spread wide. Despite the three-on-one situation, Mickie is still playing to her perverts. And her perverts love her for it. YYYYEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHH!

But the cheers turn to boos when Torrie and Candice both hit Mickie from behind. The two Playboy Covergirls whip the Women’s Champion across the ring but James lunges and takes down both Wilson and Michelle with a big double clothesline! Mickie kicks Torrie in the side and sends her rolling into the corner then works her over with a series of quick stomps before she turns around and takes down Candice with a running Thesz Press. Mickie tees off on Candice and hits a hard series of forearms to the face before she finally climbs off and leaves her opponent lying on the mat in a daze. Torrie comes out of the corner but is greeted with a shuffle side kick from Mickie that causes the blonde to drop to her knees. Mickie pulls Torrie back up and pushes her back into the ropes then casts a quick glance over her shoulder at Candice before she whips Torrie off of the ropes and catches her ankle with a drop toe hold. Torrie trips and falls face-first into Candice’s thong-clad crotch. Torrie Wilson is now face down on the mat with her face buried between Candice Michelle’s legs. Mickie seems pleased with her handiwork but the perverts love it. YYYEEEEEEAAAAAAHHH! HLA! HLA! HLA!

Mickie holds her hands over her heart as she takes in the compromising position that she put her two opponents in. “Awww! I’m so happy that I could help you two get back together! Although… your little three-girl group was a lot more intimidating when you had Vicky as an enforcer instead of-” Mickie is cut off when Maria runs in and hits the Women’s Champion with a running bulldog from behind. Mickie’s face bounces off the mat while Maria stares down at the Champion in surprise. Even Maria seems shocked at her sudden surprise attack. Mickie pushes herself up and suddenly Maria is faced with the full force of the unstable Women’s Champion’s crazed gaze. Maria falls on her ass and scrambles away into the far corner. Mickie surges up and charges into the corner then lays into Maria with a series of hard stomps but suddenly Torrie and Candice hit her from behind. Mickie goes face-first into the top turnbuckle and now she has two angry woman clubbing her on the back. Mickie tries to fight out of the corner but ends up staggering when it’s revealed that Maria is holding her leg. This leaves James wide open for Wilson and Michelle to hit a double falling neckbreaker. Mickie is flat on her back. The numbers game has finally caught up with the Women’s Champion.

Torrie and Candice drag Mickie up off of the mat and land a synchronized double kick to the stomach. Mickie is doubled over and the two Covergirls grab her shoulders and throw her down on the mat with a double mat slam. Mickie’s head bounces off of the mat and she rolls over in an attempt to crawl away but Wilson and Michelle stay on her and stomp on her back. The fans are booing in earnest now as Torrie and Candice drive Mickie down into the mat with repeated stomps to the back. Maria is still sitting in the corner and has her hands over her ears in an attempt to drown out the booing crowd. The Covergirls pull the Women’s Champion up off of the mat and throw her arms over their shoulders then hoist her up into the air for a double suplex. But they don’t hit it immediately. They hold Mickie up in the air. Mickie’s skirt surrenders to gravity and her brown panties are exposed as she’s suspended upside-down above the ring. But then Torrie and Candice finally fall backwards and hit their delayed double suplex. Mickie yelps and sits up as her back strikes the mat. Candice grabs Mickie’s borrowed t-shirt and yanks it off then tosses it out of the ring.

BOOOOOOOOOOOO! Mickie is left in her brown bra but both Torrie and Candice are staring at the crowd in open surprise. They’re no strangers to Bra and Panties Matches. But for the first time possibly ever the audience as actually booing when one of the divas is getting stripped. If nothing else, it came down to a simple matter of math. If Mickie won there would be three naked victims. If she lost there would be only one. “She started it!” Torrie insists. “She’s getting a taste of her own medicine!” Candice grabs Mickie and hooks her arms behind her back as she pulls her back up to her feet but suddenly her hand flashes up and pinches the clasp on Mickie’s back. Mickie’s jaw drops and her bra straps sag. Torrie grins and closes in to tear off Mickie’s unfastened bra but in a desperation move, Mickie lashes out and kicks the blonde right between the legs. Torrie’s doesn’t have balls but the kick still hurts and causes her to double over in pain. James doesn’t waste a second as rams her head back into Michelle’s face then jumps up and wraps her legs around the doubled over Wilson’s head. Mickie pushes off of Candice then spins to the side and takes down Torrie with an extremely innovative version of her signature elevated headscissors takedown. The Covergirls collide and crash to the mat. Maria surges out of the corner with a clothesline but Mickie drops down and rolls under it. Mickie just fought free!

Mickie reaches behind her and attempts to fix her undone bra but can’t seem to get it. She looks up in time to see Maria turn around just as Torrie and Candice stagger back up. All three of Mickie’s opponents are back on their feet. Mickie doesn’t want to become the victim of another three-on-one mugging and quickly bails out of the ring. Torrie and Candice split up with the blonde going right and the brunette going left. Both Covergirls get out of the ring and close in on Mickie while Maria simply walks straight ahead and follows the same path Mickie took. Mickie is now surrounded as she finds herself trapped behind the empty commentary table. She’s got Torrie on one side, Candice on the other and Maria across from her. Wait a minute? Trapped? Not likely! Mickie makes a split-second decision and dives over the barricade into the crowd. Torrie, Candice and Maria run over to the barricade and watch in astonishment as the crowd parts to allow Mickie to crawl through to safety but then closes in around the Women’s Champion and blocks off any path her opponents have to go after her. Mickie versus the World? More like Mickie and the World versus Torrie, Candice and Maria.

A cameraman comes closer and films Mickie as guides a woman back down into her chair. The twenty-something woman is slightly-chubby with short dark hair and is wearing a Break a B itch t-shirt. Mickie plops herself down in the woman’s lap so she’s facing away from her. “While I’m here… would you mind fixing my bra? I can’t wrestle like this.” The woman agrees and rehooks Mickie’s bra. Mickie looks back over her shoulder and gives the woman a quick peck on the cheek as thanks. But the woman shakes her head and then gives the surprised Women’s Champion a quick kiss full on the lips. Mickie blinks for a couples seconds then shrugs. “I’m into it!” She spins around so she’s straddling her fan, then cups her chin and locks lips with the strange woman for an enthusiastic open-mouthed kiss. The camera keeps rolling and the image of Mickie James making out with a random woman in the crowd is broadcast on the big screen. The fans in the area cheer and start two chants at once. Holy sh*t! Holy sh*t and HLA! HLA! Another camera flashes over to Torrie, Maria and Candice. Torrie rolls her eyes and looks away. “She’s nuts.” Maria is blinking in surprise, “Are we starting the Kiss Cam?” Candice is glaring at Mickie, “Shameless pervert…”

Mickie finally pulls back and whispers something in the fan’s ear. The woman nods and raises her arms up over her head which allows Mickie to stand up and peel off her Break a B itch t-shirt. There is a slight roll in the woman’s stomach as she sits there in her black bra but she’s still wearing a 10,000watt smile aftering making out with Mickie. The Women’s Champion slips her new shirt on and gives her new friend one final kiss on the forehead before she moves along the rows of chairs to the aisle. Mickie slaps hands with the fans that she passes and once more has a spring in her step. The Women’s Champion had jumped into the crowd a half-naked wreck… but she was coming out fully clothed and reenergized. Candice is standing on the other side of the barricade but there’s still a wall of fans protecting the Champion. “Okay perverts! Make a hole!” And like that, the crowd parts. Mickie rushes through and leaps over the barricade to take down Candice with a flying shoulder tackle. The proud pervert tees off on Candice with a series of forearms to the face but Torrie comes over and drags Mickie off of her partner. But the reinvigorated Mickie James elbows free with a shot to Torrie’s chest then grabs the blonde and chucks her into the barricade. Torrie bounces off and hits the floor leaving Mickie kneeling over both Covergirls.

Suddenly Maria grabs Mickie and spins her around with an irish whip. KONK! Whether by design or completely by accident, Mickie goes face-first into the steel ring post. Maria staggers backwards and clasps her hands over her mouth in shock as she stares down at the laid out Women’s Champion. And suddenly Maria is the focus of a thunderstorm of heat the likes of which has never been seen before in a divas match. BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Maria balks under the torrential boos coming from every pervert in the arena, “I’M SORRY!” she squeaks. “I’m not!” Torrie growls as she pushes off of the barricade and goes after Mickie. The Women’s Champion is out cold and does nothing to stop the blonde from pulling off her newly acquired t-shirt. Torrie leaving Mickie lying on the floor in the bra and tosses the t-shirt out in the crowd… only for the middle aged man who caught it to immediately throw it back. Torrie reels back in surprise as the shirt hits her in the face. “ARE YOU KIDDING ME!? What is wrong with you people!? SHE’S INSANE!”

But while Torrie and Maria are distracted by the crowd’s harsh response, Candice grabs Mickie and drags her up to her feet. The Covergirl rolls the limp Women’s Champion back into the ring then climbs in after her. Torrie turns away from the jeering crowd and joins Candice in the ring. Maria is sitting against the commentary table as is seemingly trying to take in the bizarre situation with a look of utter confusion on her face. “I’m a good person… I didn’t make the match… she was mean to me first…” Torrie and Candice look over at their shellshocked partner but wave her off since they’re in firm control of the groggy bra-clad Women’s Champion. The Covergirls pull Mickie up off of the mat and sent her into the corner with a double irish whip. Torrie backs Candice up into the opposite corner then whips her across the ring which causes Candice to collide with Mickie for a hard turnbuckle clothesline. Mickie hunches over and Candice climbs around her so she’s seated on the top turnbuckle then reaches down wraps her legs around Mickie’s head before calling backwards into her signature hanging figure four necklock, CANDILICOUS! Referee Jack Doan goes over to the corner to check for a submission. No disqualifications means there’s no five-count rope break. Candice can keep it in as long as she wants. Mickie refuses to tap and the match continues.

Torrie decides to help things along and lands a series of kicks on Mickie’s unprotected stomach. Now not only is the Women’s Champion stuck in Candice’s figure four necklock but now the air has been forcibly driven out of her by Torrie’s kicks. Torrie takes advantage and grabs hold of Mickie’s waistband then yanks her skirt down to her knees and pulls it off. Mickie down to her brown bra, brown panties, pale green sash and brown boots. Speaking of boots, Mickie capitalizes on Torrie’s close proximity and kicks the blonde in the head. Torrie is knocked on her back and Mickie follows up by driving both of her elbows into Candice’s back. Candice yelps and is finally forced to relinquish her hold. The brunette Covergirl flips forward and lands on her feet on the floor. But before Mickie can escape the ropes, Candice reaches in the ring and grabs her by the ankles. Mickie falls on her face which leaves her wide open for Torrie to spring back in and catch her in a headlock. Torrie holds Mickie down and shouts to Candice, “GET HER BOOTS!” Mickie’s legs kick furiously as she’s left hanging halfway out of the ring but Candice manages to catch her right foot and yanks her boot off. Mickie’s pale green ankle sock which matches her sash is revealed. Candice tosses the boot aside and then quickly pulls off the other. It’s actually a clever strategy. Mickie’s kick take up a large portion of her offense and without her boots they lose most of their impact.

Torrie releases her hold but the damage has been done. Mickie is down to her underwear, ash and socks. The Women’s Champion drags herself back into the ring and starts to push herself up off the mat but Torrie comes back and creams her with a big running knee. Mickie goes rolling into the corner and sits against the bottom and middle turnbuckles but then Candice comes back and grabs her arms so she’s trapped again. “TORRIE! GIVE HER THE TUSH PUSH!” Torrie’s face lights up with a grin while Mickie frantically shakes her head from where she’s restrained in the corner. Torrie turns around and shakes her ass in Mickie’s face then pulls her bottoms up into a thong. Desperate, Mickie leans back and pushes Candice away with her fully extended arms then surges forward and pulls Candice face-first into the ring post. Candice drops to the floor and Mickie’s arms come free just as Torrie is backing up into the corner. Mickie grabs Torrie’s waist and yanks her bottoms down to her knees. The arena erupts in a loud cheer while a wide-eyed Torrie immediately jams her hands down between her legs. But the cheering gets even louder when Mickie grabs hold of Torrie… AND BURIES HER FACE IN THE BLONDE’S ASS! “WAAAAHHH!” Torrie yells out in surprise as she feels Mickie’s tongue begin working. Her legs give out and she drops to her knees. “Ooooh… ooooohhhh…” Torrie is moaning and Mickie is working her tongue like a the mad woman. Torrie attempts to crawl away but Mickie crawls after her and keeps up her fantic licking. “Oooh! OOOOHH!”

There it is. WWE Women’s Champion Mickie James is going down on two-time Playboy Covergirl Torrie WIlson in the middle of the ring for everyone to see. It can only happen on WWE After Hours. Torrie’s moaning is soon drowned out by the fans’ dueling chants. HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T! and HLA! HLA! This dueling chant is even louder than the one before but eventually the HLA chant wins and soon all the perverts and cheering for the Hot Lesbian Action going on in the ring. HLA! HLA! HLA! Candice reaches into the ring and grabs Mickie’s ankles then yanks backwards so her opponent is forcibly separated from her partner and then goes crotch-first into the ring post. BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!The fans let Candice have it for interrupting the special moment while Mickie pushes herself up off of the mat and has her mouth hanging open in a silent cry of pain. It’s worth noting that there is a layer of ‘suspicious juices’ coating Mickie’s lips. The same ‘suspicious juices’ can be seen smeared all over Torrie’s ass as she crawls to the far corner. Maria suddenly comes running into the ring and nailed Mickie with a dropkick right to the face. Mickie drops to the mat while Maria covers her ears as she’s treated to an even louder chorus of boos from Mickie’s perverts. BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! “WHY ARE YOU GUYS BEING SO MEAN TO ME!?” While the perverted crowd is clearly pro-Mickie… the fact that Maria is so bothered by their reactions only motivates them to get more involved and keep pestering her.

“Ignore them!” Candice snaps at Maria as she gets back in the ring and stomps on Mickie’s back. Candice pulls Mickie up to her feet and uses a front facelock to drag her out in the middle of the ring then plants her with a big DDT. Candice stands up and looks over at Torrie who is pulling her up bottoms in the corner. “Come on Torrie! Let’s finish her off!” The blonde staggers to her feet and looks flustered. “Right… finish…” Maria makes matters worse for her embarrassed partner, “Torrie… there’s something running down your leg…” “I KNOW!” Maria backs away and looks to be near tears, “You don’t have to yell at me! Why’s everyone so angry? That was a bad idea!” Candice pushes between them, “GIRLS! FOCUS! Let’s just finish her off and it’ll all be over.” Candice motions down to the underwear-clad, barely conscious Women’s Champion lying on the mat at their feet. The three-on-one situation has taken its toll on the champion and despite her valiant efforts she’s exhausted. Candice directs traffic and orders Torrie and Maria to drag Mickie to her feet and hold her arms behind her back. Candice stands in front of the restrained Women’s Champion and cups her face then kisses her on the mouth for her own version of Mickie’s infamous kiss of death. Candice pulls away and wipes her mouth. For some reason this causes Torrie to flush and looks away. Candice keeps her hold on Mickie’s chin and leers at her, “This is for Victoria!”

YES, I LOST MY MIND...

Everyone turns to stare at the entrance ramp as vaguely familiar music plays. Fans who had been around three years prior would have recognized it as Victoria’s old theme song All The Things She Said from her psycho phase. Speak of the devil and she shall appear! Victoria emerges and is still wearing the black hooded sweatshirt and gray sweatpants that she was last seen in. The hood his drawn up and she’s staring down on at the floor so no one can see her face. Candice smirks at Mickie as Victoria makes her way down the ramp. “Now you’re in a big trouble!” Candice turns and motions for Victoria to come and join them in the ring. Victoria slides under the bottom rope and stands up next to Candice but she is still staring down at her feet so no one can see her face. Candice pats her friend on the shoulder. “She’s all yours Victoria. Let her have it!” Victoria slowly looks up and Torrie, Maria and even Mickie’s jaws simultaneously drop when they see her face. Suddenly Victoria lashes out… AND TAKES CANDICE’S HEAD OFF WITH A SUPERKICK! Torrie, Maria and Mickie are all staring in wide eyed, open mouthed shock as Victoria finally lowers her hood. The camera moves around to show her face… the word ‘BROKEN’ has been painted diagonally across it.

Victoria glances briefly at Torrie then her eyes flick to the side and lock on Maria who is now staring at her in open mouthed horror. Victoria takes a step forward and Maria screams like a little girl and releases Mickie’s arm so she can back away into the corner. Mickie immediately takes her freed arm and slams it into Torrie’s face. Torrie staggers backwards but Mickie pulls her into a side headlock then jumps up off of the mat and plants the blonde with her signature jumping spike DDT, MICKE-DT! Mickie sits up and idly watches as Maria bails out of the ring and runs screaming to the back like the forces of hell are chasing her. “BYE MARIA!” Mickie calls after her with a jaunty wave. “I’LL FIND YOU LATER!” Maria lets out a terrified scream and starts running even faster until she disappears behind the curtain. Suddenly it’s two-on-two on the ring. Mickie and ‘Broken’-Victoria are left standing over the two fallen Playboy Covergirls. Mickie walks up to Victoria and smiles at her, “Thanks Victoria!” Victoria shakes her head and Mickie takes a wary step back. But then Victoria smirks, “Call me… Vicky.” ‘Vicky’ closes the distance between them and pulls the nearly naked Mickie fully against her then claims her mouth with a hard kiss. The perverts hoot, cheer and whistle while Mickie enthusiastically returns the kiss.

They finally separate and Mickie smiles at Victoria. “Thanks Vicky! But now I’ve gotta strip and embarrass your friends.” They both look over at Candice who is just starting to recover from Victoria’s surprise kick. Victoria holds her finger up to Mickie’s lips then turns to Candice and hauls her up to her feet then bends her over and yanks her top off. The crowd pops and Candice staggers back in surprise and is now down to her black bra bra and thong. Candice gives Victoria a hurt stage, “Victoria… what are you doing!?” Vicky doesn’t answer and instead grabs hold of Candice’s bra and yanks it down to her stomach then tears it off. YYYYYEEEEEAAAAHHHHH! The fans pop while Candice stands frozen in shock now down to just her black thong and with her naked breasts on full display. The large, tanned 34D mounds sound out proudly. Her areolas seemingly blend perfectly into her skin which further enhances her eraser-sized nipples. Candice finally comes to her senses and screams out in horror as she hugs her arms over her naked chest. “NOOOOOO!” Not only did she just get strippped but she’d been stripped by her broken best friend. The Covergirl squeaks out in a small voice, “Why?” Vicky grabs the topless diva and hefts her up onto her shoulders in a fireman’s carry then swings her off and plants Candice with her signature spinning sidewalk slam, SPIDER’S WEB! Victoria stands up and leaves Candice lying flat on her back with her arms splayed out and her naked breasts on full display.

“Not bad, Vicky… it was a good start.” Victoria goes stiff and slowly turns around to see Mickie standing in the corner with a live microphone. Victoria’s eyes are instantly locked on the mic. “Easy! Easy! Look, what you did was very… efficient. But that’s not enough. You’ve gotta have fun with it! Watch!” Mickie drops down to her knees and crawls between Candice’s splayed legs then puts down the microphone so she can lean in and bite down on Candice’s thong. Mickie starts crawling backwards and proceeds to peel down Candice’s thong with her teeth. The perverts are overjoyed as the 2006 Playboy Covergirl is left lying on her back completely naked except for her boots. Her pussy is completely smooth with a small shaved patch of dark hair above it. Mickie crawls back up Candice’s body with the thong still dangling out of her mouth then leans in and spits Candice’s underwear out of her mouth and into Candice’s. Mickie pulls back and uses her fingers to jam the black thong completely into the unconscious Covergirl’s mouth then sits back on Candice’s stomach. The Women’s Champion has an eager gleam in her eyes as she reaches down and begins fondling Candice’s large chest before she eventually leans in and takes each nipple into her mouth in turn and briefly sucks on it. A beaming MIckie sits up and reaches back for the microphone, “Look! I got her nipples hard!”

The perverts pop for Mickie’s enthusiastic handling of Candice. The Women’s Champion is in a position that most of them could only dream of so many of them are trying to live vicariously through her. Mickie idly fondles Candice’s chest and points her microphone behind Victoria.

“See Vicky?” Mickie says, “You’ve gotta put on a show for the perverts. Now try again with the other one before she gets away.”

Vicky turns and sees Torrie crawling for the ropes. She goes after the blonde and grabs the back of her top then uses her hold to drag the Covergirl back into the middle of the ring. Vicky tightens her hold on Torrie’s top to pull her up to her knees then yanks backwards and tears the pale pink top clean off. “AAAAAAAAHHHH!” Torrie screams and hugs her arms over her now naked chest. But that leaves her wide open for a hard knee from Victoria. The broken diva sticks Torrie’s head between her leg and hoists her up into a Gory Hold. YYYYYEEEEEAAAAAHHHHH! The fans cheer as Torrie dangles behind Victoria with her big, perfect 36C breasts on full display. The red-faced blonde is clawing at Victoria’s arms and trying to get free but can’t break Vicky’s vice-like grip. ‘Broken’-Victoria slowly turns around and pointedly displays the dangling, struggling, topless blonde’s naked breasts to each side of the arena.

Mickie beams as Vicky turns to face away from her which results in the Women’s Champion getting a front row seat to the still struggling Torrie’s exposure. “NOW THAT’S MORE LIKE IT!” she cheers. Mickie jumps off of Candice and skips over to Vicky and the dangling red-faced Torrie with an eager smile on her face. Torrie finally attempts to cover herself and hugs her arms over chest. Mickie smirks and her hands shoot out and grab Torrie’s waistband and then yank it down to her knees in one quick motion. “NOOOOO!” Torrie screams as Mickie peels her pale pink bottoms the rest of the way down her legs. She stops at Torrie’s boots and takes the time to remove them and Torrie’s little white socks before finally pulling the bottoms off of the blonde’s legs. YYYYYYEEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHH! The perverts love it. The two-time Playboy Covergirl is dangling completely naked behind Victoria.

Mickie steps back and calls out the final order, “LET HER HAVE IT VICKY!”

Vicky finally drops down and hits the Widow’s Peak. Torrie falls forward and lies face-down and completely naked on the mat. Mickie throws her arm over Vicky’s shoulders and the duo are now left standing over the two naked Playboy Covergirls. The referee approaches Mickie and tries to get her attention.

“What do you want?” Mickie asks.

“The match…” the referee attempts to remind the Women’s Champion. “Hurry up and pin one of them.”

“Do you think I’m some crazy woman that forgot where she was?” Mickie demands. The referee wisely decides not to answer. “This is an Anything Goes Match. I can do anything I want while it’s still going on. If I pinned one of them… my fun would end. And you know what? I’m just getting started!”

YYYYYEEEEEAAAAAHHHHH!

“My perverts have been chanting for something all night and I’m gonna give it to them!”

YYYYYEEEEEAAAAAHHHHH! HLA! HLA! HLA!

“Now let’s see… I piiick…”

Suddenly Candice rolls out of the ring and drops to the floor. Vicky makes to go after her but Mickie holds out her microphone to block her. ‘Broken’-Victoria stops in her tracks and stares at the microphone seemingly transfixed.Mickie pulls the microphone back to her and Vicky’s eyes lock on her. “Let her go. I was gonna pick Torrie anyway. It’s not like me to leave a woman unsatisfied.” Mickie casually unties her light green sash then kneels down and uses it to tie Torrie’s arms behind her back. She sits on Torrie’s back and watches as Candice pulls her thong out of her mouth and attempts to cover herself as she runs around the corner and makes a break for it up the ramp.

“Look Torrie!” Mickie exclaims as she pulls the blonde’s face and shoulders up off the mat which causes the blonde’s exposed breasts to dangle freely under her. Torrie has the perfect view of Candice’s naked back and ass as she runs away. “Your last friend’s running out on you! Do you have anything to say to her?” Micke sticks the microphone in Torrie’s face.

The blonde glares at her rival-turned-partner-turned-traitor and explodes. “SCREW YOU, CANDICE! WE WERE SUPPOSED TO BE A TEAM!”

Candice stops on the ramp and looks back at the ring. She sees Torrie bound and naked on the mat with the deranged Women’s Champion now sitting on her back. Her eyes flick over to Victoria who is casually leaning in the corner with a wicked leer on her face. Vicky isn’t even looking at Candice and seems more intent on watching the upcoming show. Candice shakes her head. The odds are no longer in her favor. There’s nothing that can make her get back in that ring. “BETTER YOU THAN ME!” The brunette runs to the back leaving her blonde partner alone with Mickie and Vicky.

“Don’t worry, Torrie,” Mickie tells her captive opponent as she gives her a patronizing pat on the head. “Your friends may have all abandoned you… but I’ll take good care of you!”

“DAMN YOU! DO YOUR WORST!” Torrie shouts.

Mickie smirks, “Oh, right, that reminds me! You still think you’re unbreakable! There’s no Beth Phoenix to swoop in and save you this time! I accept your challenge!”

Mickie puts her microphone down beside her and pulls back so she can lift Torrie’s bound arms up and slide under them. Mickie is now pressed fully against Torrie’s naked back as she hooks her arms around the blonde’s waist and then pulls her up and into her lap. The blonde Covergirl’s chest is once again on full display but then Mickie hooks her legs inside of Torrie’s and spreads them apart, finally exposing the blonde’s pussy to the arena. It’s shaved bald with just a thin landing strip of barely visible blonde hair above it and it’s still glistening from when Mickie had been licking her earlier.

“No more softcore porn for you, Miss Wilson!” Mickie taunts. “You’re on WWE After Hours! Here we do things hardcore!”

Mickie reaches down and blatantly cups Torrie’s pussy then starts to rub it.

“Nooooo!” Torrie gasps in protest. But Mickie clearly knows what she’s doing. She uses two fingers to finger her blonde opponent while simultaneously teasing the Covergirl’s cute little clit with her thumb. It doesn’t take long for Torrie’s gasps of protest to become moans of pleasure. “Oooooh… oooohhh... “

The perverts are going nuts. An underwear-clad Mickie James is fingering a completely naked Torrie Wilson in the middle of the ring. ‘Broken’-Victoria is watching from the corner with a wide smile on her face as she blatantly rubs her crotch through her gray sweatpants.

“Ooooooh… mmmmmm…” Torrie closes her eyes and stops resisting. Mickie’s fingers feel too good.

Mickie nibbles at her ear, “Keep your eyes open Whorrie! The world is watching you. I want you to stare out at the crowd of perverts as you cum in this ring in front of everyone!”

Torrie opens her eyes and lets out a loud groan as Mickie’s fingers continue to churn inside her. “UUUGGGHHH!”

“Oh! Wow!” Mickie exclaims. “Your pussy just clenched around my fingers! Do you like that idea? Does Whorrie Wilson get turned on by the thought of all the perverts in the whole world seeing her cum?”

“MMmmmmaaaahh!” Torrie lets out a guttural moan in response. But then Mickie pulls her hand away. “NOOOOO!” Torrie wails in protest as Mickie slides out from behind her and then shoves her face-down on the mat. Torrie looks back at the smirking Mickie and lets out a shrill whine. “WWHHYYYYY!?”

Mickie sits back and pulls a previously unnoticed band off of her wrist and uses it to tie her haIR back. She makes no move to restrain Torrie and Torrie makes no move get away.

“My perverts have been calling for HLA,” Mickie remarks as she finishes tying back her hair. “And I’m gonna give it to them. And by them… I mean you. Now push yourself up and spread ‘em.”

“Mmmmhhhhmmmm…” Torrie whimpers and bites her lip then pushes herself up onto her knees. Torrie spreads her legs and Mickie dives back in. She starts licking and Torrie immediately starts moaning. “OOOOOHH! OOOOOOHHHH! AUUUGGGHH!” There’s a look of pure lust in the blonde Covergirl’s eyes. She’s too far gone to hope to resist anymore. “OOOOOHHH! OH GOD! I’M GONNA… I’M GONNA CUM!”

But then Mickie stops and pulls away. Torrie’s juices once again coat her face.

“NOOOOO!” Torrie screams as she presses her legs together and squirms at the absence of missing Mckie’s fingers. “DON’T STOP!”

“Aaaahh…” Victoria lets out a moan from the corner. Her hand is now stuffed into her sweatpants and is working furiously. “Yes… break her…”

Mickie undoes the sash binding Torrie’s wrists and tosses it away then grabs Torrie’s sides and flips her over onto her back. She slides between Torrie’s spread legs and grabs her previously abandoned microphone. “What do you think Whorrie? Want me to pin you and ends this? Or should I keep going?”

Mickie points the microphone at Torrie. “Please… keep going…”

Mickie throws herself down on top of the naked blonde. “Say my name! SAY MY NAME, B*TCH!”

“MICKIE!” Torrie screams. “MICKIE JAMES!”

“Whose b*tch are you?” Mickie demands as she reaches down with her free non-microphone hand and rubs Torrie’s spread pussy.

“Ooohh… I’m yours… I’m your b*tch!” Torrie cries. “Ooohh… Don’t stop… Please don’t stop...”

“I’m Whorrie Wilson and I’m Mickie James’ b*tch! SAY IT!” Mickie urges

“I… I’m Whorrie Wilson… and… and I’m Mickie James’ b*tch!” Torrie shrieks. “PLEASE MICKIE!”

"Remember Whorrie... the whole world is about to see you cum!" Mickie tosses the microphone aside and grabs Torrie’s face with both hand so she can deliver a hard open-mouthed kiss. She pulls away and then slides down Torrie’s body then buries her face between the blonde’s spread legs and starts licking.

“YEESSSS! YEEESSSSS!” Torrie hisses. “OOOH GOD! MICKIE, THEY'RE WATCHING! MICKIE! MIIIICKIIIIIIEEEEEE!” Torrie’s toes curl and she lets out a shrill shriek as Mickie finally brings her over the edge with a powerful orgasm.

And then she goes completely limp.

Mickie pushes back up to her knees. Her face was glistening and dripping with the results of Torrie’s orgasm. The Women’s Champion has a wide smile while the Covergirl lies underneath her with her arms and legs spread and a glazed look in her eyes.

HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T! The fans are shocked by what just transpired. Mickie James just brought Torrie Wilson to a screaming orgasm in the middle of the ring. Mickie wipes her face and stands up then casually plants her sock-clad foot on her spent opponent’s chest. The referee comes over and makes the first and only pinfall count of the match. The perverts all count along with him.

ONE… TWO… THREE!

Obsession plays as the referee comes over and raises her arm. Lilian Garcia stands up in the corner. “Ladies and gentlemen… here is your winner… the Woman Who Broke Trish Stratus… Maria… Beth Phoenix… Victoria… and Torrie Wilson… MICKIE JAMES!”

Mickie leaves Torrie lying splayed out on the mat and picks up her microphone. The music cuts as the Women’s Champion turns to the broken diva that is still playing with herself in the corner.

“Thanks Vicky!” Mickie calls out to her unexpected ally then turns to face the crowd. “HEY PERVERTS! Let’s give Vicky a big hand! She saved my ass out here tonight! Thank you Vickiy!”

The perverts pick up where she left off and start chanting. THANK YOU VICKY! THANK YOU VICKY! THANK YOU VICKY!

Victoria finally snaps out of it and pushes out of the corner. She grabs hold of Mickie’s microphone then slides the WWE Logo block off of it to leave the mic in a familiar vaguely phallic shape. “My turn...”

Mickie blinks in surprise and watches in wonder as Victoria grabs the waistband of her sweatpants and pushes them down. The sweatpants pool around her ankles and leave her completely bottomless. Victoria steps out of her sweatpants and then turns around to brace herself against the corner. She looks back at Mickie expectantly.

Mickie’s jaw drops as the fans start up a familiar chant from last week. SHE’S A FREAK! SHE’S A FREAK! SHE’S A FREAK!

“Hey! Hey now!” Mickie calls out to the crowd. “A freak is another word for a pervert! And you all know that I love perverts!”

Mickie steps up behind Victoria and hiss her on the cheek as she rubs the microphone against the broken diva’s wet pussy. “Mmmmmm…” Mickie leans in and kisses Victoria on the cheek and then stuffs the microphone inside her.

SHLICK!

“AAAAUUUGGGGHHHH!” Vicky screams as the microphone is stuffed inside her in one long stroke. She hunches over the top turnbuckle and clutches at the ropes as Mickie begins to thrust the microphone inside her. “YES! YYEESS! MIICKIIEE F*CK ME! AAAAAAUUUUUUGGGHHHHHH!” Vicky cries out as she has another powerful orgasm at the Women’s Champion’s hands. Her legs go weak and she drops down into corner.

Mickie grabs the mic and yanks it out of her new friend who manages to whimper, “I love you Mickie...”

Mickie pats Vicky on the back and goes to reclaim her championship. She slips it over her shoulder and turns to survey the two divas that she'd broken with pleasure.

Victoria drags herself back up and staggers out of the corner. Mickie grabs Vicky's hand and gives it a squeeze. "How'd you like to leave with me tonight? That way I can thank you more thoroughly." Vicky beams and nods enthusiastically. "Oh... and how 'bout you grab Whorrie too? She should be fun."

Vicky looks over at Torrie who still hasn't moved from when Mickie had broken her. Vicky drags Torrie over to the ropes then gets out of the ring and hefts the unconscious blonde over her shoulder. Mickie leads the way up the ramp in just her socks and her brown bra and panties. The bottomless Victoria follows behind her with the completely naked Torrie thrown over her shoulder.

Mickie steps aside and allows Vicky to carry Torrie through the curtain to the back then turns to face the crowd. "THANKS PERVERTS! YOU WERE WONDERFUL! I'VE GOT A SPECIAL SURPRISE FOR YOU ALL TOMORROW NIGHT!"

WWE After Hours goes off the air after leaving memories that some fans will never forget.

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And that's chapter five. I'm going to be breaking the next one up into two parts since we've got two pay-per-views coming up in February.

haven't read yet, but was almost more excited for it being royal rumble day knowing we were getting a new chapter as i am to watch the ppv

Made an account just to reply to this. Been following this story from the beginning and I really love it. The last chaptet with the almost-exposure of Mickey was a great touch. But I have to wonder if your version of Mickey is actually okay with herself being exposed. Would definitely fall in line with the crazy behaviour/attitude she has, and would possibly break more divas when they see she simply isn't humiliated when the tables are turned on her.

Either way great story, keep up the awesome work.

You already know I loved it, and I think the idea of Mickie ending up with a psuedo-harem does make sense. I mean, if she has the talent and she's gonna keep pushing the limit, there would be people falling for her..."technique."

Not gonna lie though, changing Victoria's name to Vicky put Vicky Guerrero in my mind. Imagining her in those scenarios is a bit disturbing...

Here's hoping you enjoyed the chapter once you got around to reading it. You're the one that got me into this board so I'm ecstatic to read that you're a fan of my story.

There are two benefits to my Pay-Per-View update schedule. The first is that you know when each new chapter or update is coming. The other is that you can save the chapter for after the WWE's show so it can either add to a great event or remove the horrible taste that it left in your mouth. *Cough*ReignseliminatingUndertaker*cough*

I'm glad you like my story that much. That's how I started. I liked a certain someone's Power Hunger GM story enough to create an account and comment on it. After that, I became a regular on the board (as far as the wrestling stories were concerned) and now three years later I've finally got my own story.

You'll see Mickie's feelings on exposing herself to her perverts in the next chapter.


Luckily, in my perverted little world, 'Broken'-Victoria is the OG Vicky. Vicky Guerrero won't be regularly appearing on WWE TV until the Chavo Guerrero/Rey Mysterio Rivalry that starts after the Great American Bash. Huzzah for WWE ten and a half years ago!

You can rest assured knowing that Vicky Guerrero will not be appearing in my story (fully clothed or otherwise) and that Mickie's Harem of Broken B itches will be unveiled in the next chapter.

Just wanted to add in, now that I read it, another amazing chapter, each one gets better than the last.

Chapter 6 Part 1
 

MICKIE’S TITLE RAMPAGE

I wasn't able to get as much done as I had hoped and I'm going on vacation this week so I'm going to be breaking this chapter up into THREE parts. The chapter spans three weeks so I'll be making each week into its own part and have the big climax (giggity) released on WrestleMania. Personally, I think it will actually work out better to have this storyline cumulate at the biggest event of the year and then let the new one start at the next event.

Chapter 6 - Star Making Performance

WWE Vengeance had received over 700,000 buys while WWE After Hours had garnered 400,000. Over a million households had bought WWE content that night. Those were numbers that were usually only reserved for WrestleMania. But WWE’s controversial new content meant that the attention on the WWE was at an all-time high. Analysts fully expected the premiere episode of WWE After Hours to follow the incredible trend of the second Raw Post-Show. The Mickie James vs Victoria match had now surpassed the first show with the Mickie James vs Beth Phoenix Match and was beginning to close in on two million buys. Perverts all over the world were tuning in to see Mickie James and what was now referred to as ‘WWE Porn’.

Mickie James had long since been the hottest act in the WWE. And now that she was a full-blown face she was causing a halo effect. Anyone facing her was booed like a monster heel, as seen with the Vengeance crowd’s harsh reception of Maria and Torrie Wilson while anyone that sided with Mickie was now considered a top-tier baby face as seen with their warm reception of ‘Broken’-Victoria. The Raw Writers scrambled to create an on-screen harem for the perverted Women’s Champion so that other divas would be able to receive a positive reaction from the crowd. But now that Mickie was such a monster baby face… the only option left in terms of opponents for her was to pit her against an actual heel.

Candice’s lack of wrestling ability kept her from being considered an actual contender for the Women’s Championship. So the writers’ attention turned to Amy ‘Lita’ Dumas and Melina Perez. The latter had finally caved and signed her new contract. Many believed that Melina had only agreed because she was sick of being considered the after-thought of the Raw Divas Division and wanted some attention for herself. Lita and Melina were both currently serving as valets for heel superstars Edge and Johnny Nitro. But after Mickie’s interactions with D-X had gone over so well, the common consensus was that having other talent share the screen with Mickie James-the-ratings-magnet would only be beneficial for getting the other characters over.

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WWE Monday Night Raw - June 26 2006- Fayetteville North Carolina

Pyro explodes and the cameras pan around the arena to show the cheering crowd as Raw airs live from the Cumberland Crown County Coliseum.

J.R.: Welcome ladies and gentlemen to Monday Night Raw! This is going to be one of the biggest Monday Night Raws you’ll ever see! Jim Ross and Jerry the King Lawler at ringside!

A graphic appears on screen and on the TitanTron promoting the big tag team match between Triple H and Shawn Michaels - D-X taking on Vince and Shane McMahon.

King: Are you ready for this? There they are! In action! In the ring! Against none other than the McMahons! That’s right! Shane and Vince McMahon teaming up tonight to go against D-X!

J.R.: The McMahons against D-X! Oh what a collision that’s gonna be! And that’s not all…

A new graphic appears showing John Cena and WWE and ECW Champion Rob Van Dam advertising the WWE Championship Match that Cena had been granted by RVD himself after he beat Sabu in an Extreme Lumberjack Match the night before at Vengeance.

J.R.: It keeps getting bigger! The WWE Title will be decided tonight! Cena, John Cena gets his rematch against the WWE Champion Rob Van Dam! What a main event!

A graphic of a widely smiling Mickie James appears on screen with the words ‘Mickie’s big surprise’ written on the bottom.

King: And that’s STILL not all! Women’s Champion Mickie James overcame the odds last night and she’s promised a special surprise for all of her perverts! J.R., you’ve been calling me a pervert for years!

J.R.: That I have, King.

Obsession sounds through the arena and the red hot South Carolina crowd comes unglued with a loud ovation of the Women’s Champion.

King: Oh boy! And here she comes now!

Mickie James comes jumping and skipping out from the back with the Women’s Championship on her shoulder. She wearing a brown top and brown boots with a brown camouflage skirt. The straps of her black bra and the waistband of her black panties are plainly visible.

But Mickie’s isn’t alone. Victoria is walking behind her. The broken diva is wearing black wrestling gear under an unzipped black hooded sweatshirt with the words ‘BROKEN B ITCH’ written across the front in red with black cracks going through them similar to the ECW logo. Vicky’s hood is up but her gaze is locked on Mickie so everyone can see her black face paint. This time instead of the word ‘broken’ there’s a thick, jagged, black crack going across her face that loosely resembles a long bolt of lightning. It starts at her right temple and goes across her eye and nose before it ends just about level with her mouth on the left side of her jaw.

Ring Announcer Lilian Garcia stands in the ring, “Please welcome the WWE Women’s Champion… and the woman who broke Trish Stratus, Maria, Beth Phoenix, Victoria and Torrie Wilson… MICKIE JAMES!” The red-hot, pervert-filled crowd gives Mickie an extremely loud welcome.

YYYYYYYEEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!

Mickie is a ball of energy as usual as she dashes from one side of the ramp to the other, greeting each cheering fan as she goes. Victoria follows behind her looking every bit like a silent bad-ass. The diva duo’s drastically different dispositions almost cause them to resemble a female version of Shawn Michaels and Diesel.

J.R.: In case you were one of the few people under eighteen who didn’t tune in to the premiere episode of WWE After Hours last night… it’s thanks to timely interference from that woman Victoria that Mickie James was able to overcome the odds and emerge victorious in her three-on-one Anything Goes Handicap Match last night.

King: Get with the times, J.R.! Victoria goes by ‘Vicky’ now.

Mickie reaches the bottom of the ramp and turns to the left. Her face lights up when she spots a group of men in camouflage uniforms similar to her skirt. It’s the 82nd Airborne Division from Ft. Bragg South Carolina. Mickie skips over to the soldiers and hops the barricade and proceeds to give each and every one of the ten men - plus a random woman who had gotten close enough - a long hug and a peck on the cheek.

J.R.: Well King, I think it’s safe to say that no one interacts with our great fans quite like Mickie James.

King: You’ve got that right! Did you see the show she and that one woman from the audience put on last night?

J.R.: I may have…

Mickie climbs back over the barricade and joins Victoria on the floor but she stops in her tracks when she spots a familiar face in the front row.

“IT’S YOU!” Mickie’s face lights up as she rushes over to the same slightly chubby, short haired woman from last night.

King: IT’S HER, J.R.!

J.R.: Yes, I see that!

Mickie once again hops the barricade and pulls the woman flush against her for a tight hug and then kisses her full on the lips which earns a loud pop from the live crowd. The female fan is wearing a brand new personally autographed Break a B itch t-shirt and was rewarded for her performance last night with a front row seat to the next night’s show.

Mickie eventually pulls away and leaves her die-hard fan with a wide smile. The proud pervert turns and sees Victoria waiting on the other side of the barricade and climbs over it straight into the broken diva’s strong arms. Vicky carries Mickie over to the ring and sets her down on the ring apron so Mickie can slip through the ropes and get in the ring.

Vicky joins Mickie in the ring while the Women’s Champion stands in the middle drinking in the adulation from the crowd. Victoria fetches a microphone and takes a deep breath as she stares down at it then turns and presents it to Mickie.

Mickie takes the microphone and the hot crowd finally quiets. “Okay… okay… so last night I said I had a special surprise for all my perverts. Well, you might remember that I competed in a special match two weeks ago…”

YYYYEEEEAAAAHHHH! The crowd cheers and turns their focus to Victoria as they start up a familiar chant. SHE’S A FREAK! SHE’S A FREAK!!

Vicky looks surprised while Mickie quickly calls out, “NOT THAT MATCH!” The crowd quiets. “Before that match… my wonderful perverts helped me interject myself into in a special Wet and Wild Water Contest between Torrie Wilson and Candice Michelle. And, of course, I won! Well… I didn’t know this at the time… but it turns out that the winner of that match got a special prize. Raw Magazine and Smackdown Magazine are both merging to form one WWE Magazine and to celebrate the occasion we’re launching a special first issue. Ladies and gentlemen, perverts all around the world, you’re looking at the Covergirl for the WWE Summer Special Magazine!”

Mickie spins around and strikes an almost Trish Stratus-like pose as she points up at the rafters.

BANG!

A giant-sized version of the magazine cover drops down from the rafters. There’s a white WWE Logo in the top right corner but WWE Women’s Champion Mickie James is front and center. Mickie is wearing the Women’s Championship on her shoulder and a sexy leopard print bikini. She is also wearing a pair of dark sunglasses which she has pushed up onto her forehead so it shows the sexy glint in her eyes to go with her sultry smile .

“This is the summer of Mickie James and I think that cover proves it,” Mickie continues, “You guys know I always aim to please! So I made this an extra special photo shoot! But instead of just telling you about it… I’ll show you instead!”

The lights dim and everyone’s attention turns to the TitanTron.

---TitanTron Video---

A smiling Mickie is on screen wearing her leopard print bikini, sunglasses and Women’s Championship and is on the set of a backstage photoshoot.

“Hey guys!” Mickie calls out. “I beat two Playboy Covergirls in a water fight and so now I’m the covergirl for the Summer Special WWE Magazine. Our theme is a backyard barbecue pool party so here I am in my bikini ready to have a blast.” Mickie raises her arms over her head and does a spin but makes sure to give her thick bikini-clad ass a sexy wiggle when she’s turned around.

The scene skips ahead to Mickie posing in front of a cloudy sky backdrop. Mickie goes through a number of sensual poses. First with her sunglasses down, then with them pushed up onto her forehead, with her title belt on her shoulder and then with it around her waist.

But the video slows back down as Mickie turns around and undoes the back of her bikini top. Mickie looks back over her shoulder and flashes an impish smile at the camera as she slowly slides down her right bikini strap then switches sides and lowers the other one. Mickie looks back with a devilish smirk as she pulls off her bikini top and lets it dangle from her hand as she turns back around.

But the fans in the arena can be heard booing when the video blurs out Mickie’s naked chest.

“Micke… what are you doing?” the off-screen director asks. “You’re supposed to cover up…”

“Why would I do that?” Mickie inquires. “I’m gonna pose topless to thank my perverts for all their incredible support.”

“It’s not that kind of magazine!” the director argues.

Mickie tilts her head to the side in confusion and is still making no move to cover up her blurred chest. “But you said I was gonna have a photo spread and a centerfold…”

“Yes… you are… but with your top on,” the director insists.

Mickie folds her arms across her naked chest and glares at the off-screen director. “Okay… well now you and I have a problem.”

---End TitanTron Video---

The camera cuts back to Mickie and Vicky in the ring while the perverts in the crowd make their displeasure blatantly known. BOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

“Yeah...” Mickie says, “So as you can see that director and I had some creative differences… But just to prove a point… WHO HERE WANTS TO SEE ME TOPLESS!?”

The Cumberland Crown County Coliseum practically shakes from the enthusiastic response. YYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!

Mickie smiles and pretends to count the fans but waves that off. “Yeah… that’s what I thought. AND THAT’S WHY… WE FIRED THAT GUY AND GOT SOMEONE ELSE!”

YYYYYEEEEEAAAAAHHHHH!

Mickie’s charisma, perverted or otherwise, is undeniable at this point. She has the red-hot pervert-filled crowd eating out of the palm of her hand.

“LADIES AND GENTLEMEN… PERVERTS EVERYWHERE… PRESENTING: THE WWE SUMMER SPECIAL MAGAZINE… EXTRA PERVERTED EDITION!”

Mickie spins around and strikes another pose as she points her microphone up over her head.

BANG!

Two more covers drop down from the rafters and hang in front and behind the original one. This cover shows a topless Mickie hugging the Women’s Championship to her chest. Her sunglasses are once again pushed up to her forehead and her head is tilted to side. But there’s an excited glint in her eyes and a mischievous smile on her face. The magazine cover has an extra subtitle on the bottom that says ”Includes an exclusive topless photoshoot of Mickie James”.

YYYYYYEEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHH!

“This is the special version for my mature perverts only! It includes an exclusive topless photoshoot of yours truly and special centerfold where I’m only wearing wearing this championship… those sunglasses… and a big smile!”

YYYEEEAAAHHH! THANK YOU MICKIE! THANK YOU MICKIE! THANK YOU MICKIE!

Mickie steps back and throws her arm over Victoria’s shoulders then ‘whispers’ to her with her microphone still up. “It looks like they’re happy with the surprise. But I probably shouldn’t tell them that it’s the August Edition and doesn’t hit the stands until then…”

The crowd ‘overhears’ Mickie and is rather disappointed. BBBOOOOOOOOOO!

Mickie steps away from Vicky, “I know… I know… a month’s a long time to wait… SO HOW ‘BOUT I GIVE EVERYONE A SNEAK PEAK RIGHT HERE AND RIGHT NOW!”

YYYYYYEEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHH!

Mickie hands off her championship and her microphone to Victoria. Vicky stares reverently at the microphone and give a slight shudder but then steps back out of the way. Mickie crosses her hands over her chest and peels off her top leaving her in her black bra, boots and camo skirt. People can now see the dog tags Mickie’s wearing on account that they’re hanging in her exposed cleavage. Mickie tosses her top aside and then grabs her bra. The fans are going nuts.

YOU THINK YOU KNOW ME!

Metalingus sounds through the arena. Edge and Lita walk out through a cloud of smoke hand-in-hand and are immediately drowned in a raucous chorus of boos for crashing the party as they make their way down to the ring. Both Edge and Lita are in jeans with Edge wearing his ‘Sex and Violence’ Rated R Superstar t-shirt and Lita wearing a low cut spaghetti strap version of the same one.

BOOOOO! BOOOOO! BOOOOO! BOOOOO! BOOOOO!

Mickie scowls and remains standing in the middle of the ring in her black bra and camo skirt as she reclaims her championship and her microphone from Victoria. Edge goes around the ring and snags a microphone from the time keeper’s corner then he and Lita enter the ring.

“Hit the bricks, tramp,” Edge snaps. “Your little tits and ass show has just been cancelled. Get out of my ring before Lita beats your ass.”

But Mickie stands her ground and stares down Edge and Lita. “I’d love to see her try. I was here first. This is my ring. So how ‘bout you leave and come back when I’m done?”

OOOOHHH! The crowd cheers Mickie’s brash bravado.

“That’s exactly why I’m out here!” Edge yells. “I am sick of being disrespected! I’m the MVP of this show! I should be on the cover of magazines! I should be in the main event! And without a shadow of a doubt I should be the WWE Champion! I am sick of being overlooked in favor of John Cena, of Rob Van Dam and especially of some tramp who is only relevant because she tears women’s clothes off!”

“Refresh my memory, which one of us actually won their match last night?” Mickie counters. “You lost to one guy… while I took on three women and came out on top…”

OOOOOOOHHH! Mickie is not only standing her ground, she’s throwing shade!

“Shut up! Shut up!” Edge shouts. “I got screwed last…”

Mickie jumps all over that and cuts him off, “Screwed? No, no, honey. Vicky got screwed. I made sure of that.” Victoria shudders and gives an enthusiastic nod. “You ran head-first into a chair and got pinned clean in the middle of the ring.”

OOOOOOOOOOHHHHH!

Edge takes a step back in surprise. He was out here to yell and complain. He didn’t expect to get taken to task by a woman in a bra.

“I… I can’t believe that people are actually calling you hardcore!” Edge eventually retorts. “I’m hardcore! At WrestleMania I stole the show by having the greatest hardcore match in history!”

“I’m a very special kind of hardcore,” Mickie replies. “But yeah… I remember WrestleMania… I went on after you and ended up winning this!” Mickie holds up her Women’s Championship. “I’ve been holding it ever since. Meanwhile, the last time you had gold was aaaall the way back in January when you cashed in your briefcase so you could spend two weeks as a transitional champion for John Cena!”

OOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHH!

“For those two weeks Raw had the highest ratings it’s seen in years!” Edge exclaims.

“And now Raw’s ratings are even higher than that!” Mickie fires back. “We’ve been consistently pulling bigger ratings since Backlash!”

“You think you’re so special just ‘cause you’ve added sex to Raw!?” Edge demands. “Lita and I were having Live Sex Celebrations back when you were still trying to jump Trish Stratus!”

“Right, I remember that,” Mickie agrees, “You got ran off by John Cena and Lita was left unsatisfied.”

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH!

Mickie looks directly at Lita, “If you ever get tired of excuses and inadequacies… look me up. I’ll make you cum so hard that you’ll forget your own name!” Mickie points her mic at Victoria. “Right Vicky?”

“Oh God yes!” the broken diva gasps.

Lita goes to speak but Edge cuts her off. “Are you actually delusional enough to think that you could ever satisfy Lita as well as I can?”

“Weeeelll... I don’t like to toot my own horn… buuut… raise your hand if you’ve gotten a woman off in the ring!” Mickie raises her hand and makes a point of glancing around the ring then acts surprised when she notices her own raised hand. “Oh, would you look at that! Just me!”

YYYEEEAAAHHH! MIC-KIE! MIC-KIE! MIC-KIE!

“That’s ridi-”

Mickie once again steamrolls right over Edge. “You see, Edge, you may be the Rated R Superstar… but you keep forgetting one extremely important thing. I’M MICKIE JAMES, B*TCH! I’M RATED M! That means mature audiences only!!”

OOOOOOHHHH! RA-TED M! RA-TED M! RA-TED M!

“THAT IS IT!” Edge roars. “It’s time you were taught your place! Lita… get her!” Edge steps back and nudges his ‘steamy sexpot’ forward.

“Easy, Vicky, it’s okay,” Mickie cuts off Victoria as she moves to cut off Lita. “I can handle her. These two decided to interrupt us when I was about to give the perverts a treat. I think it’ll be fitting if Lita ends up doing it in my place. Heads up Fayetteville! Looks like Mickie’s gonna have to break a b*tch!” Mickie drops her microphone and holds her championship in one hand as she starts bouncing on her toes while the fans cheer and start chanting. YYYYYEEEEEAAAAAHHHHH! BREAK A B*TCH! BREAK A B*TCH! BREAK A B*TCH!

Lita glares at Mickie and takes a step forward... then looks over at Victoria… and then shakes her head and bails out of the ring. Edge growls and follows after her.

“YOU KNOW WHAT!?” Edge yells. “THIS WHOLE SHOW’S A JOKE! You’re a joke! RVD as WWE Champion is a joke! The fact that John Cena has a title match tonight is a joke! These hicks don’t deserve to see us perform! WE’RE OUT OF HERE!”

Edge drops his microphone and leads Lita over to the barricade. The couple are escorted up the stairs by security but stop so Edge can harass ‘Humpty Dumpty’ the t-shirt vendor. Edge eventually takes all his t-shirts from the stand and then he and Lita storm out of the arena.

The camera cuts back to Mickie James who is still standing in the ring with Victoria.

“Wow…” Mickie remarks after she picks up her microphone. “What a drama queen.” The crowd pops and Mickie turns back to the camera. “NOW! As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted…”

But the Women’s Champion is interrupted yet again.

PAPARAZZI HITS!

The fans boo as the red carpet is rolled out and photographers swarm the stage as Melina and the new Intercontinental Champion Johnny Nitro strut their way out from the back. Johnny Nitro is wearing sunglasses, gray boots, his obnoxious gray fur coat and blue tights with his newly won Intercontinental Championship dangling out from the front. Melina is wearing pale blue boots and a short yellowy-beige dress that shows off her impressive cleavage when her boyfriend dips her.

The cameras cut back to Mickie in time to catch her giving an exasperated sigh. Nitro and Melina reach the ring and Melina does a wiggle before she lifts her leg up onto the ring apron and does her signature split entrance. But, of course, Nitro positions himself in just the right spot to keep anyone from seeing his girlfriend’s exposed panties while she does her split. Melina gets in the ring and stands with her legs spread so Nitro can slide in under the bottom rope and briefly pose on his side before standing back up.

Melina stalks forward and yanks Mickie’s microphone right out of her hand. Mickie blinks and stares down at her empty hand. Victoria goes to charge Melina but Mickie sticks out her arm and holds her back. “What do you want?”

“I’m actually impressed Mickie,” Melina announces. “You’ve been the top diva here in the WWE since Backlash. But I’m here to tell you that your time on top is so over. You’ve only been on top for as long as you have because you haven’t faced me.”

“Really?” Mickie asks without her microphone.

“Yeah, really,” Melina retorts. “Let me show you something…” Melina turns and motions to her boyfriend and the championship belt hanging out of his pants. “You are looking at the only man holding singles gold here on Raw. I give you the new Intercontinental Champion: Johnny Nitro!” Nitro holds his arms out and then strikes a pose while the fans boo. “And I’ve decided that it’s time for me to take my rightful place in the spotlight.” Melina looks up at Mickie’s magazine cover and scoffs with disdain. “You’re going to have to change your magazine cover. Because soon I’m going to have a championship to match Johnny’s. Your little ‘summer of Mickie’ is going to end early and I’ll be the new top diva in the WWE. So why don’t you just hand over that Women’s Championship now and save yourself the trouble and embarrassment.”

Mickie raises an eyebrow then slowly undoes the snaps on her belt and makes to hold it out towards Melina. But then she yanks it back and sets it down on the ground in front of her.

“NO ONE’S HANDING YOU ANYTHING!” Mickie shouts loud enough for most of the arena to hear her. “YOU WANT MY TITLE? COME AND TAKE IT!”

Melina glares at Mickie and takes a couple steps towards her… BUT GETS BLINDSIDED BY VICTORIA! Melina drops to the mat. Mickie grabs Victoria and pulls her back while Nitro scrambles out of the ring and reaches in to grab his girlfriend and pull her to safety.

But then Mickie dives after Melina and manages to catch her by the dress just as Nitro is pulling her out through the ropes. The cameras are in the perfect position to catch Melina staring up at Mickie with a shocked and horrified expression while the Women’s Champion leers back at her with her signature crazed gaze.

Johnny Nitro keeps pulling while Mickie holds Melina’s dress in place. The result is that Melina slides out of the ring and her dress.

YYYYYEEEEEAAAAAHHHHH! The fans pop as Melina lands on the floor and staggers backwards clad in only her low cut pale blue bra that shows off her impressive cleavage and nearly half of her large, tanned, surgically enhanced 38D breasts. The panties that Johnny Nitro had previously blocked from view are now exposed as a light blue thong that perfectly frames Melina’s round tanned ass. Melina wraps her arms around herself and lets out one of her signature high-pitched screams, ”EEEEIIIIIAAAHH!”

Mickie staggers backwards and holds her ears while Johnny Nitro pulls off his obnoxious gray coat and wraps it around his nearly naked girlfriend. Melina pulls the coat closed and glares at Mickie as she picks up her microphone.

“Sorry about that Melina!” Mickie calls out to her furious adversary. “Vicky’s a little overprotective of me. But that was a free preview of what’s in store for you if you’re serious about challenging for my title. What you and Edge both seem to forget is that here on Raw we earn our title shots! I had to earn my shot against Trish… and I won. Vicky, Beth and Maria all earned their shots against me… but they all lost. If you want a title shot… you’ve gotta get through Vicky to get it. And if you somehow manage that… chances are you’ll end up ten-times more embarrassed than you were just now.”

Obsession plays and Mickie and Vicky are left standing tall in the ring while Nitro and Melina beat a hasty retreat. The camera takes one last shot of the bra-clad Mickie James underneath her extra perverted WWE Magazine Cover before Raw goes to its first commercial.

---

Back from the commercial break, Mickie and Vicky are walking backstage. Mickie has her Women’s Championship on her shoulder and is still down to her bra.

Carlito appears in his yellow ‘Spit or Swallow’ bad apple t-shirt.

“Hey… nice job holding your own back there,” Carlito greets the Women’s Champion.

“Aw, thanks Carlito!” Mickie replies. “You were watching? I didn’t know you were pervert!”

Carlito takes a step back. “Carlito’s not a pervert. Carlito’s cool.”

Mickie shakes her head, “But haven’t you heard? Being a pervert is cool now.”

“Whatever,” Carlito says, “Last night I got screwed out of the Intercontinental Championship. Everyone saw that I had Shelton Benjamin beat… but Johnny Nitro stole it from me! And if he thinks for just one second that I’m gonna let him get away with my championship… he’s got another thing coming!”

Mickie flashes him a brilliant smile. “Carlito… are you offering to have our back dealing with Nitro and Melina?”

“Well… that girlfriend of his is always a pain-in-the-ass…” Carlito admits.

Carlito blinks in surprise when Mickie suddenly wraps him in tight hug. “I know you have your own reasons for helping out… but thank you! This’ll keep both of us from being screwed over!”

Mickie pulls away and skips off while Victoria remains behind. The broken diva takes a moment to stare at Carlito’s t-shirt but then she scoffs and shakes her head as she follows after Mickie.

---

The show continues with Umaga squashing Kamala and his handler Kim Chee and then shows the finalists for the 2006 Diva Search which is being hosted by the Miz and Ashley Massaro. J.R. and King hype the showdown between D-X and the McMahons and the WWE Championship Match between Rob Van Dam and John Cena.

The cameras go backstage and show Maria in the interview area. She’s wearing a snug black dress lined in silver that matches her silver eyeshadow. “Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time, tonight he will challenge Rob Van Dam for the WWE Championship… John Cena!”

Cena walks on screen in his black ‘Hustle Loyalty Respect’ t-shirt and camouflage baseball cap that does nothing to conceal the black eye he’s sporting from last night.

“And John,” Maria addresses her guest, “tonight you have a chance to regain your title for the first time since One Night Stand.”

“Maria, you look good!” Cena remarks. “I don’t know how to tell you this… but One Night Stand wasn’t my finest hour. I mean, there was a lot riding on that night and uh stuff didn’t exactly go my way. But you know as I saw earlier tonight, there’s two things I could do about it. I could interrupt Mickie James… I could march down to the ring and get my ass handed to me on the microphone by a woman in a bra. I could call her joke, I could tell everyone that they’re a joke and that it’s a joke that I’m not champion. And the guy who’s champion is a joke and the guy who’s fighting the champion’s a joke and get so mad that I just storm out of the arena with a sl*t on my arm and a stack of t-shirts that smell like fart juice.”

“But it turns out the mentally unbalanced Women’s Champion was the one actually making sense out there,” Cena continues as he starts to get hyped up. “This is Monday Night Raw! We earn our title shots here! Since One Night Stand I’ve had stitches in my head, my eye glued shut and I’m black and blue all over! Since One Night Stand I’ve been hit with TVs, put through tables, worn steel chairs as headgear and had chunks of singapore cane in my forehead! Since One Night Stand never once did I cry foul or beg for some sleazy one-sided rematch. What I did do was earn the respect of Rob Van Dam and got a shot at the WWE Championship!”

Cena stares into the camera and addressed his opponent directly, “Rob, thank you. Thank you for making the WWE Championship once again part of my business. But I got news for you. I’m bigger, stronger and more focused than ever! And tonight… simply put… I’m gonna take care of business!” Cena does his signature salute then walks off and leaves Maria alone.

But not for long. Before the camera can cut someone places their hands on Maria’s shoulders.

”Mickie’s looking for you.”

Maria lets out a terrified squeak and slowly looks back over her shoulder to see Victoria standing behind her.

“NOOOO!” Maria screams and tries to run but Victoria catches her by the back of her dress and easily hefts the backstage interviewer over her shoulder.

“No running this time,” Victoria states as she carries the kicking and struggling Maria away.

The cameraman follows Victoria all the way to the women’s locker room. The broken diva opens the door but stops short of going through. She turns and looks directly into the camera. “Mickie says you can come in.”

“I don’t want to go in!” Maria shrieks. “Please! Victoria! Put me down!”

“It’s Vicky now,” Victoria insists as she carries Maria inside the seemingly empty locker room. “Mickie! I got her!”

”I’m in the shower. Bring her in here.” Mickie’s voice responds.

Victoria carries Maria passed the benches and lockers and into the shower area where she sets the backstage interviewer/part-time wrestler down in front of a shower cubicle with its curtain drawn closed and the shower running inside. Maria is shaking and tries to run for it but Vicky wraps her arms around the smaller woman from behind and keeps her rooted in place.

A wet arm reaches out through the curtain and yanks it open. The crowd out in the arena erupts with a loud pop at the sight of a completely naked Mickie James. But she isn’t alone. An equally naked Torrie Wilson is pressed against Mickie’s back. Torrie’s right arm is wrapped around Mickie’s chest while her left one is going down between the Women’s Champion’s legs. Everything is covered but the fans can’t help breaking out a loud Holy Sh*t chant at the sight of the two naked divas in the shower together.

Torrie doesn’t even acknowledge Maria’s presence and continues suckling on Mickie’s neck.

Mickie smirks at Maria who is staring at her and her shower buddy in shock, “Maria… you didn’t think I forgot about you, did you?”

“I… I…” Maria stammers.

“You surprised me last night,” Mickie admits. “You hit me with some pretty good shots. But I think an apology is in order.”

“I’M SORRY!” Maria immediately blurts out. “Mickie, I swear I didn’t want to fight you! I didn’t make that match! But I fought because… because that’s my job.”

“And I might have been able to respect that,” Mickie replies, “But then you turned around and ran out on your partners when things got hard. I take care of my pets. And you owe Whorrie an apology. Weren’t you the one that gave the all for one and one for all speech before the match? After that, you can hopefully understand why simply saying you’re sorry isn’t going to hold much weight with me.”

“Then what do you want?” Maria meekly asks.

“The way I see it, you’ve got two options,” Mickie announces. “First… you can try to fight back. That will result in Vicky forcibly stripping you naked and throwing you out of the locker room. You’ll be banned from my locker room and you’ll have to spend the rest of your time here in the WWE regretting how you abandoned your friend like a coward.”

Maria bites her lip while Victoria’s hold on her tightens.

“Or… option two…” Mickie continues. “You can strip voluntarily and join us in this shower. I’ll take you in as my new pet and I’ll coach you through a proper apology to our dear Whorrie. You won’t have to spend the rest of your time here living in fear and looking over your shoulder.”

“T-Torrie…” Maria stammers as she looks at her blonde friend who has been silently nuzzling Mickie’s shoulder and neck this whole time. The same friend who up until yesterday had been encouraging her to fight back against Mickie’s bullying.

Torrie gives Mickie’s ear a quick nip before looking up and finally acknowledging Maria’s presence. “If you can’t beat her… join her. She’s very affectionate towards her pets. It’s so much easier being her friend instead of her enemy.” Mickie turns her head and captures Torrie’s lips for a steamy shower kiss. “Mmmmmm…”

Vicky steps back and cracks her knuckles. “Decision time. Are you stripping on your own… or am I doing it for you?”

Maria stares at the duo in the shower… then takes a deep breath and nods resolutely. Maria reaches down and pulls off her silver high-heeled boots and then peels off the simple black socks she had on under them. Mickie’s face lights up with a wide smile as Maria reaches up and removes her black collar then slides the silver straps of her dress off her shoulders. Maria’s dress drops down and pools around her bare feet leaving her in just her silver bra and panties.

But then Maria freezes and stares at the camera with her now-signature doe-eyed deer in headlights look.

“C’mon… you’re almost there,” Mickie encourages her while Torrie smiles softly behind her.

Maria takes another deep breath and reaches back to undo her bra. She slides the straps down her shoulders one at a time then wraps one arm over her chest as she pulls her bra free. Maria tosses the bra away and once again staring to the camera and gives a quiet plea. “Don’t look…”

The cameraman can’t help but heed the innocent interviewer's request and steps back to film her from behind. But this puts the camera in the perfect position to film Maria’s cute round ass as she peels her panties down.

“There’s a good girl,” Mickie praises Maria as she looks the naked backstage interviewer up and down and licks her lips. “You look delicious.” Mickie holds out her arms invitingly. “Now get in here… my new pet.”

Maria slowly steps out of her panties and into the shower and Mickie’s embrace. Maria’s hair gets darker as its soaked by the shower spray while Mickie wraps her arms around Maria for a snug hug and then gives her a soft, but drawn out kiss. Now there are three naked divas in the shower with their wet bodies all pressed fully against each other.

Mickie uses her hold on Maria to spin them around so Maria is pressed back into Torrie while Mickie’s back is facing the camera. Mickie looks impishly back at the camera and gives her thick naked ass an enticing wiggle before she slowly sinks down to her knees.

Maria’s silver eyeshadow and other makeup is starting to run. But Torrie’s arms around both wrapped around her chest shielding her boobs from view while Mickie is blocking everyone’s view of Maria’s lower privates.

“Vicky! Hair!” Mickie calls out. Victoria removes her black wristband and hands it off to Mickie who uses it to tie her wet hair back.

The perverts all know what’s coming next. There’s been a very clear pattern with Mickie’s tied hair and certain oral-based activities that she seemed to enjoy performing.

But then Mickie looks back over her shoulder with an apologetic smile. “Sorry perverts… but if we show this next bit on regular cable television… we’ll be kicked off the air faster than you can say ‘steamy shower threesome’...”

Mickie grabs the shower curtain and yanks it closed.

There is a brief boo from the crowd out in the arena but Maria’s loud gasp silences everyone as it cuts through the locker room.

“Ah! Oooh! Oh my! Mickie! Your… oooh!”

Victoria shakes her head and leaves the shower area. The cameraman opts to follow her in favor of filming a closed shower curtain.

Vicky sits on the locker room bench and picks up a small book. The camera moves to film over her shoulder and catches the title before she opens it: ’Mickie’s Band of Broken B itches’. The book is revealed to be a photo album. The first picture on the inside is of Trish Stratus stripped to her underwear and barking like a dog for Vince McMahon. The familiar photo has the word ‘BROKEN’ written across it as usual.

Maria’s cries can still be heard in the locker room. “AAH! Torrie! Don’t pinch my nipples so hard!”

“Sorry… Maybe I’ll suck them instead…”

“OOOH! OH GOSH!”

Victoria turns the page on the album. On the left side is the picture of Maria, stripped to her underwear and being spanked by Mickie James. On the right side is the picture of Beth Phoenix trapped in the ropes with Mickie’s hand working in her thong. ‘BROKEN’ is written across both photos.

“Sorry yet Maria?” Mickie calls out tauntingly.

“YES! YES! I’M SORRY! I’M SO SORRY! SOOORRIIIIEEEEE!”

Victoria turns to the next set of pages. The left picture is of her, handcuffed bottomless in the corner with Mickie shoving a microphone inside her. The ‘BROKEN’ written across the photo perfectly matches Vicky’s face paint from last night.

“OOOOH! OOOOH! DON’T STOP! DON’T STOP!”

But the right picture is new. It depicts an underwear clad Mickie lying on top of a completely naked Torrie Wilson. One of Mickie’s hands is busy between Torrie’s legs while the other is holding a microphone in the blonde’s face. Torrie’s expression is desperate and she’s caught in the middle of desperately shrieking “I… I’m Whorrie Wilson… and… and I’m Mickie James’ b*tch!”. As with all the others, the word ‘BROKEN” is written diagonally across the photo.

“MICKIE! MIICKIIE! MIIIIIICKIIIIIIEEEE!”

Victoria looks up from the photo album and shakes her head wistfully. “Lucky b*tch.” She turns to the camera. “Alright… show’s over. I’m gonna go and get me one of those.”

Vicky shows the cameraman to the door then shucks off her hooded sweatshirt as she makes her way back across the room. The cameraman gets one last shot of the broken diva peeling her top off and walking topless into the shower area before the locker room door closes.

”And so another soul succumbs to madness…”

The cameraman turns and is surprised to find Candice Michelle doing her impression of an emo kid as she leans against the wall outside the locker room with her arms folded across her chest. It's uncertain if she's been kicked out of the locker room or is out here hiding. Candice pushes off of the wall and gives her head a weary shake as she walks off alone.

The camera finally cuts and goes out to the ring where Jim Ross and Jerry Lawler are sitting at the commentary table both staring in open mouthed shock after what just transpired in the locker room.

“Um… I think I need a shower…” King announces.

“You’ll stay right where you are!” J.R. orders. “Eh-hem…” He clears his throat and like the consummate professional that he is, continues with the show. “No one can amass a following quite like Mickie James. Earlier tonight we saw Melina stake her claim on the Women’s Championship. But if she really wants to be the new top diva on Raw… it looks like she’s going to have her hands full dealing with Mickie James and her… uh... pets.”

Val Venis’ music plays and the show goes on. Later, Triple H and Shawn Michaels come out dressed as the McMahons and play the infamous ‘Stand Back’ video… and have sh*t rain down from the rafters on the real McMahons and the Spirit Squad when they come out on stage. Needless to say, there is no match. And in the night’s main event championship match, Cena looks to have the title won when he has RVD trapped in the STF-U in the middle of the ring. But Edge returns to the arena and attacks Cena causing the match to end via disqualification and RVD to retain.

Of course, Mickie was aware of none of this on account that she, Vicky, Torrie and Maria weren’t seen outside of the women’s locker room until long after the end of the show.

---

And so Mickie’s Harem is officially formed. This part was mostly talking and set up. I’ll see you guys in two weeks for part two where the action starts as Mickie takes on Lita while Victoria and Carlito face Johnny Nitro and Melina with a shot at Mickie’s Women’s Championship on the line.

So if I'm not mistaken, that leaves Lita, Melina, Ashley Massaro, Candice, and technically Lillian Garcia as currently unbroken. Can't recall other 2006 divas. Maybe Christy Hemme and Michelle McCool?

What do you plan on doing if Mickie runs through the roster and there's no more unbroken divas?

And I dig the historical accuracy. Makes this feel like it was part of the show back then. Nice job as always!

Fastlane
 

So it turns out Fastlane is actually in THREE WEEKS on March 5th. I guess I thought it was December. I'll see everybody in March.



You missed a couple. And don't forget about ECW, where there's a certain exhibitionist who wants to strip naked.

Melina is going to be Mickie's main opponent in this chapter. In the meantime I'm building towards a Mickie/Lita match at SummerSlam. In between those two feuds Mickie may decide that since she's worked through all the talent on Raw that she might want to show the girls on Smackdown and ECW some love.

It may help to actually watch those episodes of Raw to see what changed because of my Mickie. I never thought I'd quote a John Cena promo in this story but I did it anyway just to show that Mickie's presence is even effecting him.

And after SummerSlam I'll be moving into the story's final phase.

Great :D

Chapter 6 Part 2
 

Mickie's Title Rampage

Can I just take a minute to say how much I love the WWE Network? It makes rewriting these classic episodes of Raw incredibly easy and very convenient. Now I don't have to suffer through vague reports or scour a series of ten videos to find one segment. The WWE Network has classic episode of Raw in their entirety. They simply gave this one a TV-14 Rating and were even able to keep the sexual Triple H and Candice Michelle table scene! Heehee.. speaking of which... wait until you read my version.

And also, Nikki Bella needs to watch herself. I established all the way back in October that Mickie James is the one who breaks b*tches.

Chapter 6 - Star-Making Performance - Part 2

Monday Night Raw - July 3rd 2006 - Philadelphia Pennsylvania

Raw is airing live from the Wachovia Center in the City of Brotherly Love. The show starts with a recap of D-X parodying the McMahons and then raining sh*t down on the real McMahons and the Spirit Squad. Triple H and Shawn Michaels are shown arriving at the arena but are barred from entering the building by Jonathan Coachman and a team of eight event security guards. Coach informs D-X that Mr. McMahon has banned them from the building. HHH and HBK resolve that they'll have to find something else to do tonight.

The Raw intro plays and the cameras go into the arena where the pyro goes off and the fans are shown cheering while Jerry 'the King' Lawler welcomes the viewers at home to the show.

King: Oh, you ready? Are you ready? Hold onto your seats! Because we are LIVE tonight on Raw! And as you saw D-X is banned from the building. But uh I didn't like the look on the face of Shawn Michaels and Triple H.

The split-screen match graphic appears and shows Johnny Nitro and Melina on one side and Carlito and Victoria on the other. The words Number One Contender Mixed Tag Team Match are written underneath.

King: And as you can see, tonight Johnny Nitro and Melina are going to face Carlito and Vicky in a Mixed Tag Team Number One Contender Match. If Melina's team wins: she becomes the Number One Contender for Mickie James' Women's Championship... but if Carlito's team wins: he becomes the Number One Contender for Johnny Nitro's Intercontinental Championship!

A new series of graphics appear showing John Cena and a mystery partner... WWE and ECW Champion Rob Van Dam and a mystery partner... and Edge and a mystery partner before bringing the three together to hype the night's triple threat tag team match main event.

King: But baby that is not all! Get ready for this main event. John Cena, Rob Van Dam, and Edge will each select a partner and then square off in a triple threat tag team match! A lot of bad blood in that!

A final match graphic appears showing Women's Champion Mickie James on one side and Lita on the other.

King: And there's still more coming! After their confrontation last week, Women's Champion Mickie James is going to go one-on-one with a former Women's Champion Lita! And you don't have to wait one second longer because that match... IS RIGHT NOW!

Metalingus plays and Edge and Lita walk out through a spewing cloud of smoke and fog. They're both wearing 'Sex and Violence' t-shirts but Lita's has a much lower cut to show off her cleavage. Lita is wearing black pants while Edge is in his usual black and red 'Rated R Superstar' tights and a gray camouflage skull cap.

Jim Ross finally gets his microphone problems sorted out and quickly recaps the opening announcements that King had just made while Edge and Lita walk hand-in-hand down to the ring. Edge snags Lilian Garcia's microphone before the ring announcer can start her pre-match introductions and forces her out of the ring.

"Beat it!" Edge growls. "Lita's all set to give that tramp Mickie James the worst being of her life. But before that I've got something to say. This isn't the Summer of Mickie James. No. No. Mark it down people! The Rated R Superstar will OWN this summer! See, tomorrow night I go into the 'supposed' hardcore surroundings of ECW. And when I get there, I will defeat Rob Van Dam for my second WWE Championship. And then, then it's on to Saturday Night's Main Event... where I will DEFEND my WWE Title against two guys I loved puttin' the beat down on last week: RVD and John Cena."

The fans boo but Edge's heat isn't anywhere near the level that it was from last week when he was in the ring with Mickie James.

"Let me put it in terms you people can understand," Edge continues. "You see, RVD is like the Philadelphia Phillies. Yeah, yeah, he's bland, over-rated, and has absolutely no heart whatsoever. And John Cena, well, Cena's like the Philadelphia Eagles. Oh don't get me wrong, he's good. He's really good. He's just not good enough to be champion."

Edge mocks the fans and sticks his tongue out as the Philadelphia fans boo hm for ripping on their local sports teams. But his heat is still leagues below the response he was getting from the North Carolina crowd when he was being lambasted by the Women's Champion.

"Where as me... well, I'm like Terrell Owens... I just wanna get the hell out of this town."

BOOOOOO! Edge's needling is starting to work. But the crowd definitely isn't red hot and is nowhere near electric.

"But make no mistake about it!" Edge insists. "This is my summer! And to prove that, in just a few more minutes, Lita is going to beat Mickie James' ass and show her what a real covergirl is supposed to look like! But tonight, tonight, I'm in a triple threat tag team match. And without further ado... I'm gonna tell you who my partner is gonna be... He's a man who's..."

My Time Is Now finally cuts off Edge and John Cena storms out from the back in his black Hustle, Loyalty, Respect t-shirt, black shorts and black baseball cap.

J.R.: I don't know what kind of man he's gonna be... but it's definitely not THIS MAN. It looks like our divas match is gonna have to wait... because here comes John Cena!

"Oh, how impolite. How impolite, John!" Edge calls out as Cena marches down the ramp. "You don't wanna find out who my partner's gonna be? What? What's the matter?"

Cena slides under the bottom rope and goes right after the man who cost him the WWE Championship last week with hard shots to the face. Edge and Lita quickly bail out of the ring and leave Cena standing on his own. Edge sits in front of the commentary table and fingers the fresh gash that Cena had just made on his forehead.

ONE OF KIND HITS!

Pyro explodes on the stage and dual champion Rob Van Dam comes out. He's wearing a black ECW t-shirt over his colorful green singlet ring gear and has both the WWE Championship and the ECW Championship wrapped around his waist.

"So..." RVD starts to speak but the ECW Original is cut off by the hardcore Philly crowd coming alive and chanting his name. RVD! RVD! RVD! "So... I had this match last week with John Cena. And since then, everywhere I go alls I hear is this talk. About how close John Cena came to making me tap out. That's what they're saying. RVD, were you really going to tap out? Well, I guess we'll never know what could've happened last week. But what I do know is that I am a fighting champion. CENA! Why don't you forget about this triple threat match. You want one more shot? One-on-one for the WWE Championship? I say let's do it tonight!"

YYEEEAAAAAHHH! That certainly got the crowd's attention.

"Whoa-whoa! HOLD ON A MINUTE!" Edge yells. "I don't-WHAT THE HELL IS THIS? Okay, so, so, if John Cena beats RVD tonight then my-then my WWE Championship match tomorrow would be null and void! That's not fair to me! I'm not gonna get screwed again! IT'S NOT GONNA HAPPEN!"

"No, you're right," RVD agrees. "That's not gonna happen. We all know you're just gonna interfere anyway, Edge. So... let's do this... I say we do Saturday Night's Main Event... TONIGHT! Edge... versus Cena... versus RVD... in a triple-threat match for the WWE Championship!"

YYYEEEEAAAAAHHHH!

King: Can that really happen?

JR: I certainly wanna see that! And I don't wanna wait until Saturday Night's Main Event.

Cena still doesn't have a microphone but nods his approval.

Edge responds vocally, "Fine! Fine! Because I can't think of a better place to win my second WWE Championship than in front of these hardcore neanderthals! Because the new WWE Champion... is gonna be Rated R!"

Music hits. But it's not Edge's Metalingus, RVD's One of Kind or even the still silent Cena's My Time Is Now... IT'S MICKIE JAMES' OBSESSION!

Mickie skips out from the back and stops next to Rob Van Dam. She’s wearing a black Break a B itch t-shirt and a black skirt with her title around her waist. The Philly crowd cheers as the Women’s Champion stands on the stage with the WWE and ECW Champion.

“Okay, is everybody happy now?” Mickie asks. “I was told that I’d be opening the show in a one-on-one match with Lita. I guess since Mr. McMahon’s not here yet and Coach is occupied keeping D-X out of the arena… then that means we can all just do whatever the hell we want! People have been calling me crazy for months… but it looks like the inmates are running the asylum now!”

YYYYEEEEAAAAAHHHHH! The WWE is much more fun when it’s utter chaos. The Philly fans are happy. They’ve already gotten a big title match out of the deal.

“Now let me just make sure I’m up to speed on what’s going on here…” Mickie resolved as she reached out and threw her arm over RVD’s shoulders. “RVD wants to reinforce that he’s a fighting champion by having his third WWE Championship Title defense in the span on two weeks. And his fourth championship match if you include his ECW Championship Match against Kurt Angle from last Tuesday Night. He also wants to redeem himself from looking like he was going to tap out to Cena last week… Does that sound about right, Rob?”

RVD nods and the Philly crowd gives a loud pop for the fighting champion.

“Okay… and Cena’s happy because he gets another shot after getting screwed over when he was seemingly seconds away from winning the WWE Championship last week. And at the same time he also gets revenge on the guy who screwed… uh… cost him the belt. So you’re all set then, right John?”

Cena nods and the crowd near the birthplace of hardcore gives him his usual split reaction.

“And then there’s Edge!” Mickie continues as she pulls her arm off of Van Dam and takes a step towards the ramp, “You just can’t seem to stop interjecting yourself into situations that you have no business in. You interfere in other people’s matches, you interrupt other people’s segments and you rile everyone until you get your way… Edge, honey, all you really proved was that you have no clue how to use your tongue properly.”

Mickie mocks Edge by sticking her tongue out and waggling it around like Edge had been doing earlier when he was mocking the Philadelphia sports teams.

“That’s not Rated R… that’s barely PG-13,” Mickie insists, “I, on the other hand, have already proven that I am an extremely talented cunning linguist and have used my tongue to break b*tches! I guess that’s the difference between us Edge, you’re barely Rated R… and like I told you last week… I’M RATED M, B*TCH!”

Mickie grabs the bottom of her Break a B itch t-shirt and tugs it out from inside the title belt around her waist and then pulls it off to reveal another shirt underneath it. Mickie’s second shirt is dark pink in color and has the sleeves cut off while the bottom is cropped short to show off her toned stomach. The dark pink shirt is notably snug and right on Mickie’s chest is a black tv rating box with white lettering that reads TV-MA. And above the rating box is slanted white writing that says Rated M. RVD is currently the only one in position to see the word B ITCH written across the back in the same slanted white writing from the front.

The fans cheer and start chanting RA-TED M! RA-TED M! RA-TED M! so that they can taunt Edge and cheer Mickie at the same time. Mickie smirks and tosses her black Break a B itch t-shirt to a cheering fan alongside the entrance ramp.

“That’s just great!” Edge growls. “So now you’re stealing my catchphrases!?”

“Your catchphrases are gonna be the least of your worries when I’m done here tonight!” Mickie immediately fires back. “Because once you, Cena and RVD clear out… I’m gonna handle my business in the ring…” Mickie pauses for a effect. There’s a wild look in her eyes as she sticks out her tongue again and gives it a quick flick. “...and I’m gonna steal your girlfriend!”

The camera quickly cuts and is in the perfect position to see Lita’s eyes go wide in surprise from where she had been standing silently beside Edge. The fans pop and started chanting BREAK A B*TCH! BREAK A B*TCH! BREAK A B*TCH!

“Yeah right, if you think–” Edge starts to argue but Lita surprises everyone when she grabs Edge’s microphone and steps past him.

“You need to watch yourself because–”

Mickie steps back in surprise and cuts Lita off, “WHOA! She’s speaks! She’s spent some much time hiding behind her boyfriend that I was sure she’d forgotten how!”

“That’s because you’re not even worth my time,” Lita responds. “Do you know who I am?”

“No, but give me a minute and I’ll go backstage and call Matt Hardy and ask him,” Mickie offers, “Although, I doubt he’d say anything flattering…”

OOOOOOOHHH!

Mickie’s got her verbal claws out again! Lita glares at the crowd then turns her attention back to Mickie. She goes to speak but the Women’s Champion once again cuts her off.

“I remember this one diva called Lita,” Mickie continues. “They called her the Extreme Diva. She was considered to be Trish Stratus’ greatest rival. She used to pull her top off and do moonsaults from the top rope. She wasn’t afraid to mix it up with the guys and was considered to be one of the all time greats… but that couldn’t possibly be you.”

“She’s got a point there,” RVD speaks up, “Over on ECW we know a thing or two about extreme and hardcore. Way back once upon a time… yeah… Lita was extreme. Was. That’s not the case anymore. Now… Mickie James is the most hardcore woman in the divas locker room.”

Mickie grins at RVD and the Women’s Champion and the ECW Champion slap hands for a quick high-five. Lita glares furiously at the two champions on the stage.

“Of course, if you’ve got a problem with that… we’re supposed to have a match,” Mickie reminds her, “So now that the main event’s been settled, why don’t the guys clear out so you can try to prove me wrong? Otherwise I’ll just go on thinking what everyone else here is thinking… that you’re a sad, pathetic, burned out shell of your former self.”

OOOOOOOOHHHH! MICKIE! MICKIE! MICKIE!

“I’M NOT GOING ANYWHERE!” Edge yells as he tears the microphone away from Lita.

“You weren’t even supposed to be out here in the first place!” Mickie counters. “This was scheduled to be a one-on-one match. But since we’ve already shown that we’re just gonna do whatever the hell we want until Mr. McMahon gets here… I can see this playing out two ways... “ Mickie casually throws her arm across RVD’s shoulders, “Since you like interfering in matches so much… I’ll ask my new friend and fellow champion Rob Van Dam to stick around and even the odds. And this way he can keep an eye on his opponent for later tonight.”

RVD shrugs, “I’m down.”

“I’m out here to support my girl,” Edge insists. “This has nothing to do with you! It’s none of your business!”

Mickie surprises everyone when she uses her arm around RVD’s shoulders to pull the WWE Champion into a heated kiss.

The camera got back to the ring and show that even John Cena is starting up at the ramp in in surprise while the Philly crowd starts chanting. HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T!

King: WHOA! I wish I was Rob Van Dam right now!

J.R.: I don’t think you’re alone in that one, King. You’d be hardpressed to find a man in this arena who wouldn’t want to be in RVD’s place. And a fair few women too, I’d wager.

Mickie finally releases RVD and pulls away. The usually mellow Rob Van Dam is left staring straight ahead in wide-eyed surprise.

“It looks like I just made it his business,” Mickie remarks. RVD nods silently. “And by the way, Edge, that is how you use your tongue.” Edge is as dumbfounded as everyone else while Lita looks disgusted. Mickie doesn’t bother letting him respond yet. “Now if you don’t like option one… then you’re probably going to hate option two… John Cena’s been standing in that ring this whole time and looks really bored. I bet if I asked him real nice, he’d be willing to remove you from ringside for me.”

Cena nods eagerly and pulls off his ‘Hustle, Loyalty, Respect’ t-shirt to show that he’s ready for a fight. He doesn’t really even need an excuse to attack the man who screwed him out of the WWE Championship last week.

Lita takes the microphone back to Edge, “Babe, don’t worry. I’ve got this. I can spare the five minutes it’ll take to put this uppity troll pretending to be Women’s Champion in her place.”

“Oh… sorry Lita…or whoever-you-are...” Mickie mockingly apologizes. “But you must not have been paying attention. Edge leaving voluntarily wasn’t one of your two choices.” Mickie smirks, “John, I think they just picked option two.”

Cena rolls out of the ring and goes right after Edge. The Rated R Superstar tries to fight back but the Cenation Leader is extra motivated and is all over him and has Edge doubled over so he can lay in some hard shots to the back. J.R. and King stand up and back away from the table as Cena and Edge brawl right in front of them. They moved just in time, because Cena suddenly drags Edge back up and grabs him by the collar then chucks him clear over the announce table.

Edge knocks over the chairs and lands in a heap on the other side of the table but Cena still isn’t through and tries to go around the table to dish out more punishment. But Lita suddenly gets involved and grabs onto Cena’s arm to hold him back. The momentary distraction is enough time for Edge to grab King’s fallen water bottle and throw it at Cena. The cheap plastic bottle bursts when it impacts with Cena’s face and sprays water everywhere.

Cena staggers backwards and attempts to wipe the water out of his eyes while Edge crawls out from behind the commentary table, scrambles back up to his feet and then hops the barricade and high tails it the hell out of there. It’s worth noting that Edge is going the same way that he and Lita had gone last week when they stormed out of the arena in North Carolina.

Cena recovers from the water explosion and sees Edge escaping. He rushes to the barricade and quickly leaps over it. Edge looks back and sees Cena coming after him and starts full-out sprinting up the steps as Cena chases after him.

“THANKS JOHN!” Mickie shouts from up on the stage. She turns and smiles at Rob Van Dam. “I can handle things from here. Good luck in your title match tonight.”

RVD nods and heads to the back while Mickie starts making her way down to the ring. The Women’s Champion’s eyes are locked on Lita who is still standing in front of the commentary table on the other side of the ring.

J.R.: It looks like we’ve finally got things under control, folks! Tonight’s main event is now a Triple Threat WWE Championship Match. RVD versus John Cean versus Edge. We may crown a new WWE Champion tonight!

King: But first we’re finally going to see Mickie James take on Lita.

J.R.: Mickie James has threatened to steal Edge’s girlfriend. We’ll see if she can do it… after these messages!

The screen fades to black as Raw goes to its first commercial break. Mickie James has once again proved why she’s one of the top talents in the WWE. She came out with Raw’s top stars and looked like she belonged there. Of course, fans looking back on the segment would eventually realize that Mickie’s kiss with RVD had actually been her infamous Kiss of Death. Because Rob Van Dam was about to have a very bad night and an even worse week.

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Raw comes back from the commercial break with the cameras outside of the arena. A long stretch limo pulls up and Vince McMahon gets out. Coach greets him and assures the boss that ran off D-X and there will be no problems tonight. Vince McMahon and Coach head into the arena and completely miss Triple H and Shawn Michaels driving up in a convertible with a bunch of cheering girls in the back.

The cameras go back out to the ring Mickie James and Lita are waiting in opposite corners with divas match referee Jack Doan and ring announcer Lilian Garcia between them.

Lilian finally does her introductions, “Ladies and gentlemen, the following non-title match is scheduled for one-fall. Introducing first, from Richmond Virginia, she is the WWE Women’s Champion… the Covergirl of the WWE Summer Special Magazine… and the woman who broke Trish Stratus, Maria, Beth Phoenix, Victoria and Torrie Wilson… MICKIE JAMES!” Mickie nods along as Lilian runs down her extensive resume. The crowd cheers for Mickie while Lilian glances over at the Women’s Champion to ensure that she’s happy. Mickie flashes her a jaunty thumbs up. Lilian lets out a sigh of relief then continues. “And her opponent… LITA!” Lita glares at Lilian and looks annoyed by her comparatively much shorter introduction. Mickie hands off her championship and Lilian Garcia vacates the ring. Jack Doan takes one last glance at the two combatants to ensure they’re ready and then calls for the bell.

They meet in the middle of the ring and Mickie almost immediately ducks a slap from Lita then spins around and nails her with spinning back kick. Lita doubles over and Mickie grabs her in a side headlock, MICKIE-DT… but Lita grabs Mickie’s arm and counters out with a wristlock then spins Mickie around and pulls her down into a side headlock of her own. LITA DDT… but Mickie surges forward and shoves Lita back first in the ropes and starts teeing off with shots to stomach. Jack Doan rushes over and orders the two divas apart. Lita releases her hold on Mickie and Mickie raises her arms as she backs away for a clean break. But Lita lashes out with a cheap shot and kicks Mickie in the knee. Lita grabs Mickie’s arm again and spins around so they’re standing side-by-side then falls backwards and hits a Russian legsweep before doing her signature float over into a pin.

ONE… MICKIE KICKS OUT!

Mickie pushes herself up onto her hands and knees while Lita shoots back up and runs to the ropes then bounces off and jumps up to drive both her feet into Mickie’s side for a front dropkick. Mickie goes rolling across the ring and eventually stops near the ropes. Lita goes after her and drags her back up to her feet then whips her into the corner. Mickie hits the turnbuckles back-first while Lita steps back into the middle of the ring then charges at Mickie. But Mickie leaps out of the corner and gives Lita a helpful shove as she goes passed causing Lita to go through the ropes and slam shoulder-first into the ring post. Lita is left doubled over and hanging out of the ring in the corner. Mickie smirks as she steps up behind Lita. “The Lita I remember used to wear colorful thongs. Let’s see if you are!” The perverted diva briefly grips Lita’s lower back before she jams her hands down her pants. Lita’s head snaps up and nearly hits the turnbuckle as Mickie grabs hold of her panties and yanks up. Lita lets out a howl of pain as Mickie yanks up her waistband of her bright red thong. MICKIE JUST GAVE LITA A WEDGIE!

Frantic and desperate, Lita pushes herself away from the corner and drives a wild elbow into Mickie’s jaw. Mickie is rocks backwards and Lita quickly grabs her and sweeps Mickie’s legs then falls backwards and drive Mickie face-first into the middle turnbuckle. Mickie is left slumped in the corner as Lita briefly backs away and winces as she reaches back to adjust her uncomfortable thong. Lita smirks as she turns back to Mickie and easily flips up the back of the Women’s Champion’s black skirt to reveal her dark pink panties. “Let’s see how you like it!” Lita bunches up the back of Mickie’s panties and returns the favor by giving Mickie a wedgie of her own. But the Shameless One doesn’t miss a step and suddenly shoots her leg out behind her and kicks Lita’s knee. Lita is caught off guard by the fast counter and Mickie is able to shove her back and then spin out of the corner to hit a hard forearm to the face. Lita lurches backwards and Mickie quickly hoists herself up so she’s sitting on the top rope then stretches her legs out and wraps them around Lita’s head. Mickie pushes out of the corner and sends Lita flying across the ring with her signature rope-aided hurricanrana… MICK-A-RANA!

Lita crawls to the opposite corner and drags herself back up with the ropes but Mickie surges after her and jumps up into the air. Mickie’s chest collides with Lita’s as she squashes her opponent in the corner with a running turnbuckle bodyspalsh. Mickie bounces off and briefly leaves Lita slumped against the corner. But the Women’s Champion dashes back into her opponent’s personal space and cups both sides of the other woman’s face… AND THEN KISSES HER FULL ON THE LIPS! On commentary, King raves that Mickie really is trying to steal Edge’s girlfriend. The crowd cheers and wolf whistles while the referee runs over and orders Mickie to break her ‘hold’ and get Lita out of the corner. Mickie pays him no mind and proceeds to jam her tongue down Lita’s throat as she intensifies her lip lock. The hardcore perverts in attendance cheer loudly and start chanting, HLA! HLA! HLA! Referee Jack Doan once again warns Mickie that she has Lita illegally trapped in the corner and starts the five-count that will disqualify her. The fans count along with him.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

FI...MICKIE FINALLY PULLS AWAY!

Mickie backs away from the corner and leaves a flustered Lita leaning against the turnbuckles. Lita’s mouth his hanging open and she’s breathing heavily. She’s staring at Mickie with a look that seems to be a combination of shock and disgust. Mickie smirks as she raises her hand to her mouth with two of her fingers in a familiar ‘V’ shape then flicks her tongue between them. The fans pop and once again start chanting HLA! HLA! HLA! Lita is suddenly incensed by Mickie’s lewd taunt and surges out of the corner looking for a clothesline but Mickie easily ducks it then quickly spins and lashes out with her arm. CRACK! A loud smack echoes through the arena as Mickie slaps Lita on the ass as hard as she can. “YAAAH!” Lita yelps and staggers forward clutching her butt. She whirls around and glares at Mickie who is looking back with an impish grin and a playful glint in her eyes. Lita charges Mickie again and goes for another wild swing but Mickie easily ducks under it then grabs Lita and flips her passed her with a snapmare. Mickie runs to the ropes, bounces off and knocks LIta flat on her back with a dropkick to the face. Mickie jumps back up and raises her arms overhead while the crowd cheers and chants her name. MICKIE! MICKIE! MICKIE!

J.R.: We’ve seen Lita fight in some of the greatest divas matches in history, King. But Mickie James has her completely off balance here tonight!

King: I don’t know what Lita was expecting when she entered this match. But you and I both know that there’s no diva in that locker room who is better at mind games than Mickie James.

J.R.: Well, it’s safe to say that Mickie is firmly in Lita’s head.

King: It looks more like she’s trying to get in her pants to me. Lita’s learning the hard way that there’s nothing you can do to prepare for Mickie James.

Mickie turns her attention back to Lita and sees that she’s rolled over and has pushed herself back up to her knees. Mickie grabs Lita and pulls her up into a front facelock then forces Lita back into the middle of the ring with a series of hard knee strikes. Groggy and flustered, Lita tries an act of desperation and once again lashes out to kick Mickie in the knee. Lita pulls Mickie down into a side headlock and once again goes for her signature snap DDT, LITA DDT… but Mickie spins out of it with a wristlock, grabs hold of Lita and bends her backwards and then once again seals her lips to Lita’s with a hard kiss. The crowd cheers and once again chants HLA! HLA! HLA! But Lita is a little bit more prepared this time and starts flailing wildly and eventually manages to force Mickie off of her. Mickie takes Lita’s push in stride and uses it to increase her momentum as she spins around and drives her heel into the back of Lita’s head for a big reverse roundhouse kick. MICKIE JUST GAVE LITA THE LONG KISS GOODNIGHT! Lita drops to the mat unconscious. She’s out cold.

YYEEAAHH! MICKIE! MICKIE! MICKIE! Mickie raises her arms and does a spin for the crowd but as usual makes no move to actually pin her opponent.This isn’t an Anything Goes Match but it’s clear that Mickie has an agenda and is doing whatever she can within regulation WWE rules to break her opponent. Mickie drops to her knees in between her prone opponent’s legs then leans forward and slips her hands underneath Lita to undo her pants. The crowd cheers as Mickie grabs the waistband of Lita’s pants and quickly yanks them down to her ankles and then tears them off. YYYEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHH! Lita’s red thong is now fully revealed and with the way it’s wedged between her cheeks it makes Lita’s ass look even more naked than it already is. Mickie grins as she bunches Lita’s pants under one of her arms then reaches out with her free and hand gives Lita a hard series of swats on her mostly naked ass. YYYEEEAAAHHH! MICKIE! MICKIE! MICKIE!

The referee comes over and tries to pull Lita’s pants away from Mickie. “What? It’s not like I’m gonna use them as a weapon or anything!” But while Mickie argues with the referee, Lita finally wakes up and realizes she’s nearly bottomless and let’s out a shriek of horror. “NNOOOOO!” Lita pushes herself up and makes a mad crawl across the ring which causes her nearly naked ass to wiggle with each stride. Mickie drops Lita’s pants and chases after her but is too late to stop Lita from diving through the ropes out of the ring. Lita sits up on the floor and hugs her bare legs to her chest. Mickie looks on from the ring and then sits down on the middle rope and holds the top one open for Lita. “What’s the matter? Weren’t you going to put me in my place? Get your naked ass back in here!” Jack Doan comes over and starts the ring out count while Lita continues to glare at Mickie from where she’s sitting at the bottom of the entrance ramp.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

Lita finally stands up. She hands her hands clamped down between her legs to cover the front of her thong. The fans cheer while Mickie is still holding the ropes open and waves for Lita to get back in the ring. Lita shakes her head, “FORGET YOU! I’M TOO GOOD FOR THIS!” Lita waves Mickie off, turned around and stalks up the ramp. The referee continues his ring out count while the fans boo furiously and start chanting all sorts of horrible things at Lita. BOOOOO! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! SHE’S GOT HERPES! SHE’S GOT HERPES! YOU SCREWED MATT! YOU SCREWED MATT! SHE’S A COCK TEASE! SHE’S A COCK TEASE! Lita’s heat in this one moment is louder than anything Edge got in the entire opening segment. Mickie gets off of the ropes and glares at Lita as her opponent walks out on her.

FIVE!

SIX!

SEVEN!

EIGHT!

NINE!

TEN!

Jack Doan calls for the bell and awards Mickie the match via count out but she doesn’t look happy about her victory at all. The Women’s Champion pulls away from the referee when he goes to raise her arm and rolls out of the ring. She snags Lilian Garcia’s microphone before she can even start her post match announcement and takes a quick few seconds to reclaim her championship belt before she slips back into the ring.

“So that’s it, huh? That’s all you are now, Lita?” Mickie calls after her opponent. “All that build up and no climax? You sure know how to leave a crowd unsatisfied.” The crowd shares Mickie’s displeasure and let’s out a resounding boo. BOOOOOOOOOO! “The Lita I remember never ran from a fight. Maybe that was you once. But it’s clear to everyone in this arena… the legendary Lita… the Extreme Diva… IS DEAD! Keep running Lita… I’m not gonna bother chasing you. You’re a b*tch alright… but you’re not worth the time and effort it would take to break you!”

Obsession plays as Mickie drops her microphone and rolls out of the ring. She’s still scowling at the disappointing ending to her match and is lacking her usual exuberance.

The cameras got to the back where Vince McMahon is in his office complaining to Coach. Vince is suspicious but Coach insists that D-X aren’t in the building. The Chairman orders Coach to explain why his toilets are stopped up and why his catering never arrived. He orders Coach to go and investigate the matter.

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Bagpipe music is playing in the arena after the successful debut of the Highlanders against the team of Rob Conway and Matt Striker… who after realizing how crazy the two kilt-wearing scotsmen were decided not to tag into the match and left his partner high and dry. After Lita walked out on her match with Mickie earlier... the Philadelphia crowd was extra hostile towards ‘their teacher’.

The cameras go out to the parking lot and show Triple H standing behind a table that is covered in a red tablecloth and countless cups of beer. It turns out, since Vince McMahon had banned D-X from the building they decided to stay outside and throw a festive Fourth of July barbecue… which probably explained where Vince McMahon’s catering had gone.

“Hey, Hunter!”

The Game casts a quick look to the side as Mickie James walks over and stands next to him behind the table. She’s still in the same dark pink Rated M top and black skirt from before but now she’s all smiles. The reasons for this is probably the smoking hot Torrie WIlson hanging off her arm. Torrie is wearing the incredibly short and snug pale blue bottoms and the barely-more-than-a-bra blue top that consist of her revealing ring gear.

“Oh… uunnghh… hey Mickie…” HHH greets her. He seems distracted as he stands with the lower half of his body hidden behind the table.

“Thanks for sending that girl to invite me to your party,” Mickie chirps. “It came at just the right time. First, Lita ran out on me during our match… and then I learned Melina and Johnny Nitro petitioned to have me banned from ringside during their match against Vicky and Carlito. Apparently it’s no problem when they interfere in each other’s matches. But when the other side has the numbers advantage I’m suddenly not allowed to be at ringside to support my girl. Whorrie was doing her part in cheering me up when your invitation came so it seemed only natural for me to bring her as my date.” Mickie grins and turns her head to share a steamy kiss with Torrie. “Mmm... thanks, sweetie.”

“Oh yeah… yeah… uh so… where’s the rest of your uuuugh-entourage?” Triple H asks.

“Well, Vicky’s still getting ready for her match and Maria’s overseas visiting the troops in Iraq,” Mickie explains. “So for now it’s just me and Whorrie.”

“That’s g-good… great… OH…” Triple H stammered. He reaches out and bangs his fist on the table in front of Mickie.

Mickie looks over at the Game curiously, “You okay, Hunter? You sound funny. If I didn’t know any better I’d say there was someone su–OH! OH!” Mickie suddenly goes ramrod straight and her eyes fly wide open. But then they narrow as she glances over at Helmsley and smirks, “So it’s this kind of party… Mmm… you uuuh… sure know how to show a girl a guh-good time.”

“D-X… always has… a good time…” HHH grunts.

Torrie has a knowing smile on her face. She easily slips around Mickie and wraps her arms around her from behind. Torrie reaches down with one hand and pulls up the front of Mickie’s black skirt to the point where it’s above the table and holds it there. The blonde uses her other hand to reach up and caress Mickie’s chest.

“Oooh… ohmygosh… ohmygosh…” Mickie whimpers, “OH! OH! OOOH!”

There are no pretenses anymore. It’s clear that there is someone under the table going down on Mickie James. And there’s probably somebody else blowing HHH. But unlike Mickie who has her skirt flipped up leaving an expanse of bare skin above the table… Triple H’s jeans can still be seen when he bucks erratically against the table. His lips quirk as he glances to the side at the show Mickie and Torrie are putting on.

“OOH! UUH! HUUH! NYUUH!” Mickie gasps. Her mouth is hanging open and she starting to buck and thrash against her hidden assailant. But then Torrie cups Mickie’s chin and Mickie starts moaning into Torrie’s mouth as they share a heated kiss. “MMMM! MMMHHM!

“UUGH! Uggh…” Triple H’s notably staged moans have been dialed back. Of course most people in-the-know are aware that behind-the-scenes he’s married to a certain McMahon. So obviously he wouldn’t really be doing this. But the same can not be said for one Mickie James who is quite possibly bottomless behind the table and is letting out moans that seem genuine.

HHH groans and grabs a random mustard bottle and sprays mustard all over the place to simulate ejaculation.

Mickie, on the other hand, breaks her kiss with Torrie so she can throw her head back and scream as she has real orgasm live on cable television. “OOOOHMYYYYYGAAAAHHHHHHD! UUUUUAAAAUUUGGHH!”

Torrie releases Mickie who falls forward onto the table and sends beer cups flying everywhere. Mickie pushes herself up onto her elbows. She has a dazed expression and her breathing is ragged. “Thank you… kind stranger…”

Torrie smirks and once again wraps her arms around Mickie’s waist from behind before she pulls Mickie away from the table. Mickie’s skirt flips back down just in time to avoid revealing anything. Mickie is being fully supported by Torrie who pulls her backwards until the dark pink panties around Mickie’s knees are visible.

Mickie’s eyes go wide and she blurts out in surprise as a familiar face emerges from under the table.

“MARIA!? I thought you were in Iraq!”

“Nope! I was under the table!” Maria chirps. There’s further ‘evidence’ of Mickie’s real orgasm plastered all over the bottom of her smiling pet’s face.

“Yes… I can see that,” Mickie replies. “But why were you under the table?”

“Candice approached me and said that she really wanted to go to Iraq instead,” Maria explains.

Mickie looks back at the blonde holding her, “Were you in on this?”

“She wanted it to be a surprise,” Torrie answers, speaking for the first time.

“Were you surprised?” Maria asks eagerly.

Mickie smiles fondly, “Very surprised.”

“Can you stand?” Torrie inquires. Mickie nods and the blonde releases her. Once she sees that the Women’s Champion is standing under her own power, she turns her attention to Maria. “Because I was bribed for my silence.” Torrie steps forward and grabs Maria so she can pull her into a kiss. The blonde doesn’t seem to mind-or rather-seems to enjoy that there’s ‘essence of Mickie’ all over Maria’s face. Torrie pulls away and gives Maria a sexy grin. “My turn.”

Maria giggles as she and Torrie sink down and disappear under the table.

Mickie looks over at Triple H who has a wide, pervy grin on his face. “Did you know she was under there?”

“Of course,” the Game answered. “She asked me if I could call you out here so she could surprise you. Like I’m gonna say no to a request like that.”

Suddenly Torrie Wilson’s moans begin to emanate from under the table. “OH YES! MARIA, RIGHT THERE! GOOD GIRL!”

A dark haired vaguely asian woman in a skimpy Degeneration X shirt pops out from under the table and stares at Triple H in surprise. “They’re uh… really going at it under there…”

“You bet they are!” Mickie exclaims as she pulls a band off of her wrist and ties her hair back. “Hunter, I’m going in!” Mickie drops down and dives under the table after her pets.

HHH chuckles as he puts his arm around his D-X groupie, “I knew she’d be great to have at a party.” The screen fades to black and Raw goes to a commercial.

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Back from the break, D-X has taken over a production truck and the men who at the beginning of the show had claimed to not know how to work a computer proceeded to use their inexplicable technical production know-how to torment Vince McMahon. First by broadcasting him while he was urinating in a public restroom (because his personal bathroom’s toilet was still stopped up) and next by messing with the Chairman’s microphone while he addressed them from the ring. A furious Vince McMahon announced the Spirit Squad versus D-X in a five-on-two elimination match at Saturday Night’s Main Event on July Fifteenth. D-X responded by playing a laugh track. A thoroughly humiliated Mr. McMahon asked for D-X to at least play his music so he could leave. Degeneration X surprisingly obliged and started playing No Chance... but then quickly switched it over to the embarrassing Stand Back music video which caused the Chairman to storm to the back in a furious rage. After another commercial break, the cameras go out to the ring.

PAPARAZZI SOUNDS THROUGH THE ARENA!

The red carpet is rolled out and Johnny Nitro and Melina strut out on stage while photographers swarm them and start snapping pictures of the A-List Power Couple. Johnny Nitro is wearing one of his usual ‘roadkill’ coats, dark sunglasses and a pair of black and brown tights with his Intercontinental Championship dangling out of them. Melina is wearing furry white wrestling boots, a short white skirt and a snug but extremely low cut black top that shoves off her impressive cleavage.

Nitro spins Melina on the stage and dips her backwards which further shows off her cleavage and then they strut their stuff down the red carpeted entrance ramp as Lilian Garcia does her introductions. “The follow contest is a Mixed Tag Team Number One Contender Match and is scheduled for one-fall. Introducing first, from Los Angeles California… the team of Intercontinental Champion Johnny Nitro and Melina! If Melina’s team wins... she will become the Number One Contender for Mickie James’ Women’s Championship!”

Nitro and Melina reach the bottom and Melina strikes a pose in front of the ring then stretches her leg up onto the ring apron then grabs the bottom rope and pulls herself up into her signature split on the ring apron. The cameras are given a split second view of Melina’s black panties peeking out from under her skirt before Nitro spins to the side and blocks the view much to King’s immense irritation. Melina swings her body under the bottom rope then stands up with her legs spread so her boyfriend can run and slide through them as he slips into the ring. Nitro poses on his side in the middle of the ring while Melina was over and strikes her own wide-legged pose behind him.

YES, I LOST MY MIND… Victoria’s theme All The Things She Said plays. Victoria walks out in the same black wrestling gear and hooded Broken B itch sweatshirt from last week. The hood is up but the same lightning-like crack face paint is still visible on Vicky’s face. “And their opponents… first, the Broken Diva… Vicky!” Lilian looks nervous in the ring as she surveys Victoria and hopes she got her new introduction right. After spending that one show in her underwear two weeks ago, the Raw Ring Announcer is an unofficial member of Mickie’s Band of Broken B itches and doesn’t want to do anything to piss off the impulsive and mentally unsound Women’s Champion. Vicky doesn’t seem to object as she stares silently at Melina her entire way down the ramp before finally breaking eye contact when she turns to go around the corner. Vicky climbs up onto the side of the ring and slowly reaches up to lower her hood then reaches up and grabs the top rope with both hands so she can do a smooth backflip over the top rope and land on her feet in the ring. Victoria leans back in the nearest corner and glares across the ring at Nitro and Melina.

I spit in the face… of people who don’t want to be cool! The Caribbean beat of Carlito’s theme Cool fills the arena as Carlito makes his way out onto the stage. He’s wearing his yellow Spit or Swallow t-shirt and his cool blue short tights, knee pads and boots. “And her partner… from the Caribbean weighing in at two hundred and twenty pounds… Caarlito! If Carlito’s team wins… he will become the Number One Contender for Johnny Nitro’s Intercontinental Championship!” Carlito makes his way down the ramp and goes up the stairs into the ring with little fan fair.

J.R.: Well you just heard it from Lilian Garcia, folks. Two different Number One Contendership Spots are up for grabs in this match. If Johnny Nitro or Melina pick up the victory in this match… then Melina gets a shot at Victoria’s um girlfriend Mickie James’ Women’s Championship. But if Carlito or Victoria get the win… then Carlito gets an Intercontinental Championship Match against Johnny Nitro!

Lilian Garcia exits the ring and both teams split up and go to their separate corners. Everyone removes their extra entrance gear and the referee looks about ready to call for the bell to start the match. But before he can, a familiar voice sounds through the arena over the speakers.

”HEY VICKY! VICKY!”

Everyone’s attention turns to the TitanTron which cuts away from the ring to show Mickie James sitting behind a control panel in the production truck. The Women’s Championship is resting on top of the control panel.

Maria leans into the shot from Mickie’s right side and gives a cheery wave as she practically sings, “HIIII VIICTORIIA! D-X invited us to join them in the production truck!”

Torrie leans in from the other side and rests her head on Mickie’s shoulder. “So even though we can’t be out there cheering you on… we’ll still be supporting you from back here.”

“Do us proud Vicky!” Mickie encourages her broken girlfriend. “And oh, Melina, I didn’t forget about you. Since Lita turned out to be a deadbeat disappointment… I’ve got my full attention on you now. But here’s a free piece of advice, girlfriend. Don’t wear a skirt to the ring unless you’re willing to show off what’s underneath it!” Mickie turns and calls out to someone off screen. “HIT IT, SHAWN!”

The TitanTron cuts back to Johnny Nitro and Melina making their entrance. But then switches into slow motion as Nitro spins Melina and dips her backwards. The shot goes even slower and enters super slowmo as the camera films straight down Melina’s shirt. The edge’s of the shot are then cropped out so Melina’s chest and cleavage completely fill the screen.

Then the video skips to further along in the couple’s entrance and shows the short split-second clip of Melina’s black panties being exposed under her white skirt while Melina does her split on the apron before Nitro leans in to block the shot. The second-long clip is played on loop and Melina’s black, partially see-through panties are shown over and over on the big screen.

The video cuts to a few seconds later from a different camera angle where Melina is swinging her upperbody under the bottom rope. Melina is leaning down and a camera that was filming from the other side of the ring is shooting straight down her shirt. This time it’s not done in slow motion or on a loop but instead is played forwards and then reverses so Melina swings back and forth over and over again under the bottom rope on repeat.

The video montage finally ends and Melina is shown flipping out in the ring while the crowd and commentary team laugh at her embarrassment.

King: Haha ha! I love D-X and I love Mickie James!

J.R.: That’ll be TiVo-ed about three million times this week…

The camera switches back and shows Mickie, Maria and Torrie sitting together in the truck. “GOOD LUCK, VICKY!” They all call out together before the cameras return to the ring.
Melina is furious and pushes passed Nitro so she can climb out on the apron. She’s no longer interested in starting this match with perverts like Mickie James and D-X running the show from the production truck. Carlito shares a glance with Victoria and they switch places so that Carlito can start the match against Johnny Nitro. Jack Doan is refereeing again. He sees that everything is finally under control and calls for the bell to start the match.

Carlito and Nitro lock up in the middle of the ring and start grappling for position. Carlito looks to be overpowering Nitro but Nitro spins them around and forces Carlito back into his corner. Carlito raises his arms as Nitro goes for a clean break but Nitro suddenly staggers backwards and clutches his eye. The referee turns to check on him and Melina quickly shoots her flexible leg up over the top rope and kicks Carlito in the back of the head from the apron. Carlito staggers out of the corner and Nitro pushes passed the referee and clobbers him with a clothesline. Nitro drags Carlito up and pushes him back into the ropes then goes to whip him across the ring. But Carlito reverses and sends Nitro into the ropes instead. Carlito ducks down and goes for a back body drop but Nitro jumps up and rolls across Carlito’s back before landing on his feet behind him. Nitro taunts Carlito and goes for a clothesline which Carlito runs under it. Nitro hits the ropes and bounces off but Carlito jumps straight up onto his shoulders and sends him flying across the ring with a hurricanrana.

Melina lets out one of her signature shrill screams from the apron. Carlito looks back at her and picks at his ear then follows after Nitro into his corner. He reaches out towards Vicky and offers her a tag that will automatically bring in the screeching harpy in the other corner. But in reaching for Vicky, Carlito took his eyes off of his opponent for a split second which allows Nitro to push himself back up and nail Carlito with a shot to the stomach. Carlito doubles over while Nitro spring up and bends Carlito backwards then drives him head-first into the mat for a reverse DDT. The Intercontinental Champion follows up by pushing his legs up over his head then swings them around and slams them down on Carlito’s back for his signature corkscrew leg drop. Nitro spins around so he’s facing Melina in the corner and briefly poses on his side before he rolls Carlito over and hooks his legs for a pin.

ONE… TW–Carlito kicks out!

Carlito rolls away from Nitro and crawls for the corner. Now he’s taken some offense and is actually in need of a tag. But Nitro grabs Carlito’s leg and pulls him away from the corner then drops an elbow across Carlito’s back. Nitro drags Carlito back into the middle of the ring and sits him up then hooks Carlito’s own arm around his throat and pulls back for a seated cobra clutch submission hold. Vicky starts slapping the top rope in the corner while the fans start chanting CAR-LI-TO! CAR-LI-TO! to motivate him back into the match. Carlito digs deep and fights back up to his feet and his a series of elbow to Nitro’s sculpted stomach to break the hold. Carlito swings at Nitro for a forearm but Nitro ducks it and boots Carlito in the stomach then whips him into one of the neutral corners. Nitro runs after Carlito and hits a running hip attack against the turnbuckles. Nitro backs away from Carlito’s then shows off his athleticism by launching himself backwards with a crazy jumping triple-spin so he can land on one knee in the middle of the ring. Melina, of course, cheers like it’s the greatest thing anyone has ever done in a wrestling ring ever. Nitro poses for his cheering girlfriend but Carlito suddenly surges out of the corner and levels Nitro with a hard clothesline. Carlito crawls for his own corner… AND MAKES THE DIVING TAG TO VICTORIA!

Vicky ducks through the ropes which automatically brings in Melina under mixed tag rules. Victoria rushes across the ring and takes down Melina with a clothesline. Melina scrambles back up only for Vicky to send her flying with a Japanese arm drag. Melina rolls across the ring and slips under the bottom rope so she can drop down to the floor and escape. Victoria glares after Melina and chases after her. Vicky reaches the floor just in time to see Melina spin around and crawl under the ring. The Broken Diva attempts to pull Melina out but Nitro finally slides out of the ring and distracts her. Victoria is facing Nitro so she doesn’t see Melina as she slips out the other side of the ring, runs around the corner and nails her with a hard shot from behind. The referee comes over and orders Nitro to get back to his corner but the damage has already been done. Melina grabs Victoria in a front facelock then rams Vicky back-first into the side of the ring. The A-Lister rolls her reeling opponent back into the ring under the bottom rope and gets in after her. Victoria tries to roll away from Melina and pushes herself up onto her hands and knees but Melina briefly flashes her panties as she swings her leg up over her head and brings her heel down on Vicky’s back for a big ax kick. Victoria drops onto her back and Melina follows up with a pin.

ONE… TWO…VICKY KICKS OUT!

Melina screams out in annoyance but the Broken Diva is too tough to be put away so easily. Melina growls and pulls Victoria up into a front facelock then grabs the side of her Vicky’s trunks and swings her up over head before slamming her back down with a quick snap suplex. Victoria groans and thrashes on the mat as she slowly sits up. Melina runs to the ropes, bounces off and flies fee-first into Victoria’s back for a low dropkick. Victoria pitches forward and rolls over onto her stomach. Melina scrambles after her and starts laying into Victoria’s back with a hard series of forearms shots and elbows all directed to the same vulnerable area. But then Melina pushes herself up and plants her knee in the middle of Victoria’s spine. She keeps her knee wedged there as she reaches over and grabs Vicky’s jaw for a chinlock and then starts wrenching back. Unlike with most submissions in the WWE, Melina doesn’t have Victoria facing the hard camera. But the awkward positioning suddenly pays off as Mickie’s voice once again sounds through the arena’s speakers.

”HEY VICKY! It’s me again!”

The TitanTron switches over to show Mickie back in the production truck. “Vicky… You look like you’re in a tough spot so I thought I’d provide you with some more motivation while also making this match a little sexier. I just sent Whorrie and Maria off to find some handcuffs and a microphone. Make me happy and I’ll use them on you. And you know what? I had so much fun stripping Melina to her underwear last week that I think we should do it again. Bring me Melina’s shirt and skirt… and I’ll be very happy.”

The camera switches back to the ring. Melina still has Victoria in the chinlock but she’s frozen as she stares at the TitanTron in horror. Melina’s view of the TitanTron puts her in the perfect position to see the twisted slasher smile stretch across Vicky’s face. The Broken Diva has reached her demented second wind and suddenly surges back up to her feet. Melina is left dangling off of Vicky’s back in surprise. Victoria runs backwards and rams Melina back-first into one of the neutral corners. Melina grunts in pain while Vicky walks out of the corner and easily swings her opponent up into a fireman’s carry. Victoria spins around in the middle of the ring for a brief airplane spin then swings Melina off of her shoulders and nearly drives her through the mat with a vicious swinging sidewalk slam. SPIDER’S WEB! Victoria doesn’t even bother going for a pin. She rolls Melina over, grabs hold of her low cut black top… AND PULLS IT OFF! Melina’s been stripped down to her black bra which like her panties is half see-through. Melina pushes herself up and realizes she’s been stripped again. She lets out a loud, shrill scream. Vicky lurches back as Melina ended up screaming right in her ear. Melina takes advantage of the distance Victoria put between them by scrambling to the ropes and slipping out of the ring.

Victoria shoots back up. She isn’t going to let Melina get away this time. She chases after her and catches Melina by the boot as she tries to slip under the ring again. Vicky growls and Melina starts flailing wildly which causes her skirt to flip up and expose her panties while Victoria drags her out from under the ring kicking and screaming. Vicky flips Melina over onto her back and leans in as she goes for her opponent’s skirt but Melina pulls her legs in and then shoots them both out into Victoria’s stomach, force the Broken Diva away from her. Vicky drops down and rolls away while the A-Lister pulls herself back up and goes running around the corner. Victoria slaps the floor and scrambles back up as she chase after Victoria. A camera shoots Melina as she runs passed Nitro on the corner. Her bra-clad chest bounces and heaves with each stride. Victoria is outright sprinting after her opponent and is starting to close in as Melina rounds the next corner then quickly rolls into the ring. Victoria follows Melina in but Melina stretches her leg up overhead and greets her with a big axe kick to the back. Melina gets in another two quick stomps to Victoria’s back before she reaches out to tag Nitro back in. But before the A-List Couple can slap hangs, Victoria surges back up and spears Melina down to the mat.

Victoria remains on top of Melina as she starts wailing on her with hard forearm shots to the face. Melina wraps her legs around Vicky waist and the two women thrash together on the mat as Melina attempt to cover herself and defend from Victoria’s barrage of blows. Vicky eventually climbs off of Melina and then hefts her opponent clear off of the mat and up into the air before she drives her down on her bent knee for a pendulum backbreaker. Melina rolls off of Victoria’s knee and lands on her back on the mat. Vicky steps over so she’s facing the hard camera and plants her feet before leaping up into the air with a backflip and hits Melina with her signature standing moonsault, VICTORIA’S SECRET! Vicky smoothly rolls off of Melina and lands on her knees between her opponent’s legs then grabs Melina’s short white skirt and whisks it down her legs. MELINA’S BEEN STRIPPED TO HER BRA AND PANTIES AGAIN! The crowd is going wild and starts chanting THANK YOU VICKY! as Victoria tosses Melina’s skirt into the corner where the A-Lister’s top had landed. Now there was only one thing left to for the Broken Diva to do: win the match. And then she can join Mickie, Torrie and Maria for sexy fun time. The only people who seem unhappy with this development are the angry Johnny Nitro and the mortified Melina.

Victoria stands over Melina and pulls her half-naked opponent up off the mat and jams her head between her legs. She’s going for the Widow’s Peak. Melina starts screaming bloody murder as her horrible situation dawns on her. “JOHNNYYYYY!” Nitro gets in the ring illegally looking to break up the move but Carlito comes rushing into meet him and hits him with a dropkick to the knee and then a forearm shot to the face that sends Nitro out through the ropes and onto the floor. Carlito glances over at Victoria and sees that she has things well in hand then grabs the top rope and launches himself over it AND TAKES OUT NITRO WITH A PLANCHA! Everyone’s attention is back on Vicky as she hoists Melina up into the air and then over shoulder into a familiar Gory Hold, WIDOW’S PEAK… BUT MELINA ELBOWS OUT! Melina swings downward and between Victoria’s spread legs for a sunset flip powerbomb which causes Victoria to slam back-first to the mat. Melina scrambles to rearrange herself and folds Vicky over in a jackknife position. Referee Jack Doan drops down to check the shoulders and doesn’t see Melina’s grabbing Victoria’s trunks for extra illegal leverage. Broken Diva's crack, hell, her entire ass is hanging out as the referee counts the pin from the other side.

ONE… TWO… THREE! MELINA JUST PINNED VICTORIA!

Paparazzi plays as Melina immediately releases Victoria and bails out of the ring. Victoria gets right back up and looks furious as she turns to the referee then turns around so he can see her bare ass still hanging out from when Melina had been pulling her trunks. Jack Doan looks sheepish at having blown the call. Johnny Nitro rushes over to Melina and throws his roadkill fur coat over her like last week. Carlito slaps the ring apron and looks pissed while Lilian Garcia makes the post match announcement, “Here are your winners… Johnny Nitro and Melina! Which means Melina is the new Number One Contender for the Women’s Championship!” Melina jumps up and down and cheers like she just won the lottery.

The music cuts and once again shows Mickie James back in the production truck. The disappointed duo of Maria and Torrie once again lean into the shot.

“But we got the microphone…” Maria pouts like a sad puppy as she holds up the microphone.

“And the handcuffs…” Torrie adds as a set of metal cuffs dangle from her hand.

“Girls, easy, it’s okay,” Mickie says as she pushes them out of the shot so she can lean forward and stare into the camera. “Vicky got distracted doing what I told her to do. Vicky… I’m a woman of my word. Bring me Melina’s top and skirt and we’ll still play with you.”

The camera goes back to Victoria in the ring. She trudges to the corner and picks up Melina’s discarded clothing and stares down at the articles for a moment but then, with a look of utter fury on her painted face, she turns and throws them down on the mat. She drops down and rolls out of the ring and storms to the back looking absolutely furious with herself.

J.R.: I suppose Vicky didn’t think she deserved to be rewarded…

Nitro and Melina give Victoria a wide berth as she storms passed then slip back into the ring.

Mickie reappears on the TitanTron and reaches forward to pluck her championship off of the control panel, “Right… and then there’s you. Melina, you didn’t win clean but you still won. So that means you’re the Number One Contender for my Women’s Championship. Let’s not put this off… how’s this? You and me, next week, one-on-one in an Anything Goes Match for the Women’s Championship at WWE After Hours.”

Melina gets a microphone and responds, “I’ll have to check my busy schedule… but I think I can pencil you in for next week so I can win your championship.”

“Good, good,” Mickie replies. “Now… since that match is Anything Goes… technically there’s nothing stopping Johnny Nitro from being at ringside. But... if you agree to leave your boyfriend in the back… then I’ll leave all of my pets in the back so you and I can fight one-on-one. What do you say? Are you a woman? Or a little girl hiding behind a man?”

“Fine!” Melina agrees. “I just beat your favorite pet without any help! I won’t even need Johnny to beat you and take my rightful place as the top diva in the WWE!”

“Great, then it’s a date!” Mickie resolves, “I’ll see you next week! Oh… and as a show of good sportsmanship… the guys and I compiled a special replay with highlights from your match so you can look back and always remember your biggest win yet.”

Obsession sounds through the arena and acts a background music for the video montage.

The first clip is of Melina screaming after Vicky stripped off her top to reveal her black partially see-through bra. The speed switches to slow motion with a close up on Melina’s jiggling bra-clad chest as she crawls towards the ropes.

The next clip shows Melina flailing as Vicky drags her out from under the ring. Melina’s skirt is flipped up and her wiggling panty-clad ass is in full view as Melina thrashes on the floor.

The third clip looks like something out of Baywatch and has Melina’s boobs jiggling in slow motion as she runs away from Vicky outside of the ring with a look of terror on her face.

The fourth clip shows Melina down on her back with Vicky on top of her. Melina’s legs are wrapped around Vicky’s waist as the two women writhe together in a compromising position.

The next clip shows Vicky whisking off Melina’s skirt and then switches to slow motion as Melina is left lying on the mat in her matching black partially see-through bra and panties.

The following clip is in two parts. First it show Melina’s bent over with her head between Vicky’s leg as she prepares for the Widow’s Peak. The camera has a great close up over Melina’s ass. And then second part is from a camera on the other side of the ring that filmed Melina as she dangled fully exposed over Vicky’s shoulder in the Gory Hold.

The seventh and final clip shows the deciding pin-fall where Melina has Vicky rolled up. It has a close up of Melina’s panty-clad ass but also of Vicky’s naked ass as Melina holds her trunks for illegal leverage.

The camera cuts back to the ring where a red-faced Melina is starting at the TitanTron in shock. She eventually throws her head back and lets out a shrill, high-pitch scream the reverberates throughout the arena. “AAAAAAAH-AAAAAAAH-AAAAAAAAHHH!”

Mickie’s voice sounds through the speakers… "Oooh… It sounds like you didn’t like my Melina’s Greatest Hits Montage. Well… if you can’t handle that… you might as well not even show up next week. Because you’ll really hate what I do to you then.”

Melina is still screaming in the ring as the cameras cut and go into the backstage where RVD is taping up his wrists for his big title match tonight.

Paul Heyman walks on screen in an ECW baseball cap, a ponytail and a suit jacket. But the and scientist behind ECW formerly known as Paul E Dangerously looks nervous. “Listen, I respect you so much as a double champion. And no champion has ever kept up your schedule. I mean, last week alone… Edge... John Cena… Kurt Angle. But… it’s enough that it’s their ring, their rules, their referee on their terms. But this is a triple-threat match with John Cena and Edge. I mean, forget about the fact that the odds are against us… well I-I… I have to tell you… This scares the hell out of me.”

Rob Van Dam turns to look at Heyman. “I understand your concerns. They’re justified. But… I believe in myself, Paul. And I believe in ECW. Alright? I got this.”

RVD walks off but Paul Heyman still looks uneasy. Paul Heyman’s concerns turn out to be perfectly justified because that night Mickie James’ bad luck Kiss of Death takes its toll on RVD. The championship ends with Cena planting Van Dam with a big F-U, only for Edge to run in and nearly bash his head in with the WWE Championship and then pick up the scraps with a pin on RVD to win the championship. Edge leaves Raw as a two-time WWE Champion.

But RVD’s week gets worse the next night on ECW where he’s defending the ECW Championship against the Big Show in an Extreme Rules Match. Van Dam looks to have the match won but is betrayed by Paul Heyman and then pinned by Big Show to lose his second world championship in the span of two days. And if that wasn’t enough, after ECW Paul Heyman issued a statement on WWE.com that Rob Van Dam had been suspended for thirty days (which is coincidentally the same amount of time for a wellness policy violation). This meant that RVD wouldn’t get either of his contractually obligated rematches and was removed from the title match at Saturday Night’s Main Event.

Now with heels Edge, Johnny Nitro and the Spirit Squad holding all the male gold on Raw, the only face champion left is Women's Champion Mickie James who will be putting her title on the line against Melina next week.

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Some people might not be happy that I got the guys more heavily involved in this chapter. But to me it makes sense and seems like the logical thing WWE would do. When you have a Mega Star like Mickie, you want to use her to try and bring the rest of the roster up a level. That’s why this chapter is called Star-Making Performance. It’s not just about Mickie.

Edge and Lita have both gone up a notch as major heels which will help as I slowly build towards the Mickie vs Lita match at SummerSlam. Melina’s become more relevant as the hungry new challenger with something to prove and she’s dragged Nitro up with her. Carlito is seen as an even bigger face by siding with Mickie and Victoria is benefiting majorly from being Mickie’s leading lady. Meanwhile, Torrie and Maria have settled themselves into their new comic relief/sexy fan service roles (which really isn’t that far of a stretch from what they usually did).

People might be upset that there’s actual wrestling in this wrestling story and won’t want to deal with extra plot in their porn. But I think the storylines that add extra drama are what set professional wrestling apart from ‘real’ sports. What I really wanted to start exploring is the ripple effect that perverted Mickie James is causing in the WWE.

So I hope you’ll all continue to read and enjoy my sexy wrestling fanfiction. I’ll post the final part of this chapter from my hotel room in Orlando before I leave for WrestleMania.

You deserve much more appreciation.

Chapter 6 Part 3
 

Mickie's Title Rampage

I’d like to thank everybody for their patience. This chapter was mostly plot and character building but we’ve finally reached the climax.

Chapter 6 - Star-Making Performance - Part 3

Monday Night Raw - July 10th 2006 - Sioux City Iowa

Raw begins with a recap of last week’s triple threat match for the WWE Championship which saw Edge nail John Cena with the championship after Cena hit RVD with an F-U and then pick up the scraps and pin RVD to become a two-time WWE Champion.

The cameras show the cheering crowd in the Tyson Events Center before focusing on Lilian Garcia who is waiting in the ring.

“Ladies and gentlemen… here is the new WWE Champion… EDGE!”

YOU THINK YOU KNOW ME!

Metalingus plays and smoke spews up on the stage as Edge struts out from the back in black pants, a black dress shirt and sunglasses. As usual he’s holding hands with Lita but this time he has the WWE Championship on his shoulder. Edge takes the title belt off of his shoulder and spins the WWE logo in the middle before raising it over his head. Lita is in an extremely low-cut, cleavage-baring, black tank top and black pants decorated with chains. She hangs onto Edge’s arm as they make their way down the ramp and get in the ring.

Lita advances on Lilian Garcia and rips the microphone out of the ring announcer’s hands and barks at her. “Get out of here!” Lilian scrambles out of the ring while Lita turns and presents the microphone to Edge.

“What did I tell you?” Edge addresses the crowd. “Two weeks ago, I stood in this ring and told everyone that the Rated R Superstar would own this summer!” Edge once again spins the spinner on his WWE Championship. “Well, I don’t want to say ‘I told you so’… so instead I’ll let Lita do that for me...”

Edge holds the microphone out to Lita who loudly jeers, “HE TOLD YOU SO!”

Edge takes his microphone back, “I bet J.R. is sitting there at the commentary table wishing that the triple threat match had ended differently last week. And he wishes with all his heart that it was John Cena standing here with the WWE Championship instead of me so he can shout ‘The Champ is here!’ But he’s not and he isn’t! Because once again I outsmarted him. Now I’m the champ! I’m scheduled to defend this championship at Saturday Night’s Main Event. This’ll be the first time the WWE Championship has been defended on NBC in over ten years! And who’s the one doing it? Not John Cena. Me! I told you that the Rated R Superstar would own the summer! And now I am! Ladies and gentlemen… THE CHAMP… IS…”

MY TIME IS NOW INTERRUPTS!

John Cena comes out from the back and immediately charges down the ramp in his black shorts and ‘Hustle Loyalty Respect’ t-shirt.

J.R.: It’s John Cena! He doesn’t want to wait for his championship match on Saturday!

Cena slides into the ring and Edge immediately goes to blast him with the WWE Championship but Cena ducks then spins around and hoists the off-balance Edge onto his shoulders. Cena goes for the F-U… BUT LITA HITS HIM FROM BEHIND! Edge slides off of Cena’s shoulders, runs to the ropes, bounces off AND LEVELS CENA WITH A BIG SPEAR! Edge and Lita bail out of the ring and leave Cena lying flat on his back.

The Rated R Superstar and his ‘steamy sexpot’ hop the barricade and run off into the crowd. Cena rolls over in the ring and glares after them. Edge and Lita head up the stairs and appear to be leaving the arena.

“Not so fast! Where do you think you’re going?”

The pervert-filled crowd erupts in cheers as the camera tilts upward to reveal Mickie James standing at the top of the stairs in her cropped pink ‘Rated M’ t-shirt, a white skirt, a white sash and white boots.

“Sorry Edge but I noticed a pattern,” the Women’s Champion informs the WWE Champion. “Two weeks ago, you and Lita hopped that barricade and stormed up the stairs out of the arena. Last week, you hopped that barricade and Cena chased you up the stairs out of the arena. And now this week… once again you hopped that barricade and now you’re trying to run up the stairs out of the arena. It was only a matter of time before someone caught on. Now I’m here to stop you from running away again.”

Edge glares up at Mickie. He doesn’t have a microphone but shouts loud enough to be heard, “YOU AND WHAT ARMY?”

A wide smile spreads across Mickie’s face, “I’m so glad you asked that!” She turns and shouts to the crowd, “PERVERTS! TO ME!”

The crowd of perverts is already excited for the Anything Goes Women’s Championship Match scheduled for WWE After Hours tonight so they quickly comply and close in around Mickie.

Edge and Lita begin to backtrack as they see Mickie and her army of perverts march down the stairs towards them. There’s no way they’ll be able to get up the stairs. Meanwhile the fans lining the stairs are a literally wall that prevents Edge and Lita from slipping out around Mickie and her army of perverts.

They reached the bottom of the stairs and Cena is waiting on the other side of the barricade for them. He grabs Edge and drags the flailing WWE Champion back over the barricade and the brawl starts all over again.

Lita is distracted watching Cena drag Edge around the corner and bounce his face off of the announce table. She doesn’t see Mickie coming from behind until the Women’s Champion leaps up onto her shoulders then swings around and takes Lita over the barricade with a hurricanrana. Mickie pulls Lita up off of the floor and rams her into the side of the ring then lifts her up and rolls her into the ring before following her in.

All four of them are now going at it. WWE Champion Edge and John Cena are brawling by the commentary table while Women’s Champion Mickie James and Lita are fighting in the ring.

SUDDENLY PAPARAZZI HITS!

Johnny Nitro and Melina come running out from the back. There’s no red carpet in sight and they’re both in ring gear. Nitro is in a pair of white tights with his usual design on the legs. He’s left his fur coat and title in the back. This appears to be a mission of destruction. Melina has learned her lesson about wearing skirts last week and is now wearing brand new ring gear. Her gear consists of a yellow top with a black strip around the bottom and a pair of black tights with a yellow band around the waist and yellow designs on the legs that match the designs featured on Nitro’s tights. The outer side of each leg of Melina’s tights is made up of a series of straps that expose a large expanse of Melina’s long, toned and tanned legs.

(See Melina’s ring gear from her 7-10-06 match against Trish Stratus for a better visual)

Mickie shoves Lita away from her and turns to face Melina who goes right after her. The A-List Diva sees this as an opportunity to weaken the Women’s Champion before their Anything Goes Women’s Championship Match later tonight on WWE After Hours. Meanwhile, Nitro races straight across the ring and climbs through the ropes on the opposite side before jumping off and nailing Cena with a flying roundhouse kick to the face. If John Cena were to be taken out before his championship match against Edge at Saturday Night’s Main Event… that would leave an opening which Nitro would be more than happy to fill as one of the men that took Cena out.

Lita comes back and hits Mickie from behind then grabs her arms and holds them behind her back so Melina can lay into the Women’s Champion with a series of hard strikes to the midsection. Outside the ring, Edge has recovered. He and Nitro grab Cena and throw him face first into the commentary table and nearly knock it over in the process. Edge pulls the top off of the commentary table so that Nitro can throw Cena on top of it. They look intent on putting him through it. Meanwhile, Mickie is still being worked over by Lita and Melina in the ring. It’s a four-on-two mugging.

YES, I’VE LOST MY MIND

All The Things She Said plays as the cavalry arrives. Victoria comes running out from the back wearing red ring gear under her usual black ‘BROKEN’ hooded sweatshirt. This week the jagged crack painted on her face is dark red instead of black and looks vaguely like blood.

But Vicky isn’t alone! She’s got Carlito with her! Carlito Caribbean Cool is wearing his usual trunks and his yellow Spit or Swallow t-shirt. Vicky and Carlito sprint down to the ring. Carlito slides in first but Victoria is only three steps behind him as she rolls into the ring and immediately goes after Lita and hauls her off of Mickie. Carlito keeps running and only stops to grab onto the top rope on the far side of the ring before he vaults over and takes down Edge and Nitro with a vaulting body press.

Carlito pushes himself up again and keeps up his attack on Nitro. He hasn’t given up on his hunt for the Intercontinental Championship just yet. Carlito’s attack on Edge has given Cena just enough time to regain his wits before he rolls over and throws himself off of the commentary table and onto the still prone Edge. The four men are now all brawling outside the ring in front of the commentary table.

Meanwhile, it’s chaos in the ring as well. Melina is briefly distracted seeing her boyfriend get taken down which gives Mickie the split-second opening she needs to recover and tackle her opponent for later the night to the mat. Mickie and Melina start clubbing and clawing at each other in a vicious catfight.

Over in the corner, Vicky pauses in working over Lita so she can grab hold of the red-haired diva’s low cut top and tear it completely open. YYYEEEEAAAAHHHH! The pervert-filled crowd lets out a loud pop as Lita’s revealing black bra is exposed. Lita lets out a scream of fury and surges out of the corner and knocks Vicky on her back and proceeds to lay into her with hard forearm shots to her painted face.

Raw hasn’t been on for fifteen minutes yet and it’s already broken down into chaos as the eight-person brawl rages on in and around the ring.

NO CHANCE SOUNDS THROUGH THE ARENA!

Vince McMahon storms out from the back with a microphone and no less than two dozen security guards.

“PULL THEM APART! PULL THEM APART DAMN IT!” the WWE Chairman yells. “I WON’T HAVE MY SHOW DISRUPTED TWO WEEKS IN A ROW!”

The twenty-four uniformed security guards charge down the ramp but only the ten bravest get in the ring and attempt to separate the four women. The other fourteen split up and rush around the ring where they proceed to swarm Cena, Edge, Nitro and Carlito and pull them apart.

Edge manages to get in one last cheap shot on Cena before he allows himself to be pulled away while Melina and Lita are both kicking and screaming as their dragging out of the ring. The rest of the in-ring security form a human barricade block Mickie and Victoria so they can’t go after the other two divas again. The Broken Diva’s dark red facepaint has been smeared by some of the shots Lita got in.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing!?” McMahon demands. “This is my show and I make the matches! If the eight of you are so intent on fighting then you can do it in a sanctioned match! So tonight it will be Edge… Lita… Melina… and Johnny Nitro versus John Cena… Carlito… Victoria… and Mickie James in an Eight-Person Mixed Tag Team Match!”

At some point Melina had managed to slip away from the security because she grabs a microphone and loudly objects to the Chairman’s decision. “Hold on! You can’t do that! I have a Women’s Championship match later tonight! I didn’t even start this fight!”

“Then you should’ve thought of that before you started running amok on my show!” Vince snaps. “I don’t care who started it! I’m finishing it! I won’t be humiliated two weeks in a row! In fact, I’ve got half a mind to humiliate someone myself. The eight of you had better make yourselves scarce unless you want that to be you!“

No Chance starts up again and Vince McMahon turns and stalks to the back.

J.R.: It looks like Mr. McMahon managed to make order out of the chaos we just witness here. And now we’ve got a blockbuster Eight-Person Mixed Tag Team Match coming later tonight!.

King: But what does that mean for the Anything Goes Women’s Championship Match on WWE After Hours later tonight?

J.R.: Well, it looks like Mickie James and Melina are gonna have to pull double duty in order to get to their Championship Match.

A graphic is shown promoting the match that the Chairman had just announced. One side of the split-screen shows WWE Champion Edge and Intercontinental Champion Johnny Nitro in the middle with Lita and Melina over their shoulders and slightly behind them. On the other side John Cena and Women’s Champion Mickie James are front and center with Carlito and Victoria slightly behind them.

J.R. and King make a point to remind the audience at home that after D-X had humiliated Vince McMahon from outside the arena last week, he’d issued an open invitation for Triple H and Shawn Michaels to attend Raw in Sioux City. It’s clear that the Chairman is hell-bent on getting revenge and humiliating someone tonight. The entire roster should be careful to stay out of the warpath or else they might end up being humiliated in Degeneration X’s place.

After that, Raw goes to its first commercial break.

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A video package is shown detailing all of D-X’s pranks from last week which cumulated with rigging fireworks to explode in Vince McMahon’s limo that left the Chairman covered in green soot.

Eugene is laughing at the video backstage with Snitsky when Vince and Shane McMahon show up. The Chairman takes offense to Eugene laughing at his expense and announces that he and Shane will be facing the Special Superstar in a Handicap Match in tonight’s main event.

After a brief encounter with Maria backstage, Ric Flair comes out to the ring and addresses Mick Foley. He isn’t happy about being left in a puddle of his own blood at Vengeance. Go figure. But Foley appears on the TitanTron and refuses to meet Flair out in the ring. The Hardcore Legend took offense to the Nature Boy calling him a ‘glorified stuntman’ in his book and goes on to claim that Flair had a ghost writer. He insists that he’s done with Flair and wants nothing to do with him anymore.

But it turns out that Paul Heyman and Big Show want something to do with Flair. After showing a recap of Heyman screwing RVD out of the ECW Championship last week, Big Show challenges Ric Flair to an ECW Championship Match on ECW tomorrow night which the Nature Boy accepts… before being attacked by the ECW Champion after Heyman provides a distraction.

D-X is still nowhere to be found, so Vince McMahon vents his frustrations by continuing to bully Eugene. The Special Superstar comes to apologize to Vince McMahon for laughing at him only for Vince and Shane to dump green paint on him and stuff his head in the toilet before kicking him out of their office and insisting that they will use him to send a message to D-X.

The love triangle between Viscera, Charlie Haas and ring announcer Lilian Garcia reaches it’s boiling point while Viscera and Charlie Haas are facing off in a brutal grudge match. Both men are attempting to impress the ring announcer with their increasingly violent attacks on each other. Eventually, Lilian Garcia can’t take anymore and enters the ring in an attempt to get them to stop. She insists that she just wants to be friends with both of them. But Haas and Vis are still intent on fighting. Haas rakes the World’s Largest Love Machine’s eyes and the blinded giant grabs Lilian Garcia, thinking she was Haas, and hits her with a huge Samoan Drop.

That finally stops the match. Referees and a trainers rush down to the ring to check on Lilian while Viscera and Haas briefly look on with concern. But then both men laugh and leave together. They seem unconcerned about any potential injuries that the woman who just friend-zoned them both has incurred. The trainers and referees fit Lilian with a stabilizer collar and bring a stretcher into the ring as Raw goes to a commercial break.

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Raw returns from the break and the cameras immediately go to the back where Candice Michelle, dressed in tight black pants and a snug black tank top, is sitting against the wall outside the women’s locker room.

“Well, aren’t you just the poster girl for alienation.”

Paul Heyman walks on screen and Candice pushes herself up so she’s standing. Candice lets out a weary sigh. “Have you ever had a crazy person look you in the eye and tell you that you’re worthless? Mickie says that I’m not even worth breaking and that I’m not allowed in the locker room when her stupid harem is in there because apparently ‘I upset Whorrie’.”

The Playboy Covergirl grimaces as she folds her arms across her chest and once again did her impression of an emo kid. “I ran out on Torrie at Vengeance because if I had stuck around I’d be just as damaged as she is now. It wasn’t worth sticking my neck out and fighting that monster to save a woman that I have known animosity with.”

“Hold on… I come from the Land of Extreme,” Heyman stated, “I know a thing or two about monsters and crazy people. Mickie James may be unbalanced… but she’s just a woman.”

“It figures,” Candice scoffs derisively. “I’m the only one who sees her for the monster that she is. She took Victoria… the toughest diva on the roster… my best friend… and she cracked her like a walnut. And now she follows Mickie around like a second shadow. And Maria? The woman who ran out and me and Torrie at Vengeance? Mickie broke her too. Now the little ditz does anything that psycho wants and prances around here without a care in the world.”

“In that case, it sounds like you could use a change in scenery,” Heyman suggests. “Why don’t you visit ECW tomorrow night? You can dance with our resident exhibitionist during Kelly’s Expose. Let it be noted that I can be a generous messiah. If you decide you enjoy yourself on ECW… you’re welcome to stick around. Unless, of course, you’d rather stay here and continue to spend all night loitering outside the locker room.”

Paul Heyman doesn’t wait for Candice to respond and walks off.

Candice looks thoughtful, “It might be safer…”

“Get her to the ambulance!”

Candice blinks in surprise and watches as Lilian Garcia is rolled passed her on a stretcher by a group of trainers. Candice’s face lights up with sudden inspiration, “And now I know what I’m going to do for the rest of the night.” Candice turns to leave but then Maria walks passed her going in the other direction and gives a cheery wave.

“Hi Candice!” Maria is wearing a snug silver dress with the straps of her black bra peeking out from underneath as well as matching black and silver heels.

“Dumb tramp…” Candice mutters as she stalks off screen in the direction of the ring.

Maria stops and blinks in surprise, “What’s her problem?” She backstage interviewer shrugs and writes it off. “Oh well!” She turns and smiles at the still-rolling camera. “Hi camera-guy! Come with me! I’ll bring you into the locker room for an exclusive interview with Mickie James!”

The camera follows Maria into the locker room and is greeted by the sight of two half-naked women. Mickie James is sitting on a bench. Her pink cropped top is gone and she’s down to her white bra and white skirt. The straps of Mickie’s bra have been slid down off of her shoulders so that Torrie Wilson, who is only wearing a pale pink set of bra and panties, can massage Mickie from behind the bench.

The camera pans to the side and gets a quick view of Victoria who is sitting on the bench on the other side of the locker room. Vicky is staring unblinking at a small compact mirror in her hand and is seemingly in a trance as she reapplies her face paint which had been smudged and smeared during her earlier fight with Lita.

“Hi Mickie!” Maria calls out as she prances right up to the Women’s Champion. “I’m here to interview you!”

Mickie looks back at the blonde behind her, “Whorrie… that’s enough for now. Go help Vicky reapply her facepaint.” The blonde nodded and climbed over the bench so she could join Victoria off screen. Maria has a wide smile on her face as she plops herself down in Mickie’s lap. “Now remember our deal, my pet. Every question you ask will cost you one article of clothing.”

Maria blinks in surprise, “You were serious about that?”

Mickie grins and she spins Maria to the side and unceremoniously removes the interviewer’s silver heel and tosses it away. “Of course I was.” Mickie doesn’t even wait for a second question and immediately removes Maria’s other heel, leaving her pet barefoot.

“But that was only one question!” Maria protests, “Why did did you take off both shoes?”

“Because that was a question,” Mickie replies. “I was being proactive. And also, I wanted to get to the fun part of the interview as fast as possible. You’re starting to run low on clothes. You’d better choose your next questions carefully or you’ll be interviewing me in the buff.”

“I… I had a great first question,” Maria assures her “But you’ve gotten me so flustered that I can’t remember it anymore.” Maria glances downward, “Now the only question I can think of is what size bra do you wear?”

Mickie follows Maria’s line of sight downward to her bra. Torrie had slid the straps off of Mickie’s shoulders in order to give her a better massage which has caused the sporty white bra to slip down a bit and expose a great deal more of Mickie’s cleavage than it was originally designed.

“I’m a 36D,” Mickie informs her with a confident smile. “Best money I ever spent.” She grabs hold of Maria’s snug silver dress and slowly slides it up her body until Maria’s black panties are revealed shortly followed by her black bra. Maria is now down to her underwear.

“You mean those are-”

Mickie cuts Maria off and holds a finger to the interviewer’s lips, “Ah-ah-ah. You’ve got two articles of clothing left and you still haven’t asked me anything important. Take a couple seconds and gather your thoughts before you ask me the question that’s gonna cost you your bra.”

Mickie removes her finger and then grabs Maria’s legs and twists her so she’s now straddling her lap and facing her. Mickie smiles warmly as she holds Maria’s sides. “Ready?”

Maria nods, “Mickie… tonight you’re competing in two matches. First the Eight-Person Mixed Tag Match and then your Anything Goes Match for the Women’s Championship against Melina on WWE After Hours. Are you worried that having to compete twice will negatively impact how you perform in your title defense?”

Mickie pulls Maria into a hug so she can reach around her and skillfully use one hand to undo Maria’s bra the pushes Maria back a bit and pulls the bra off completely. Maria is now sitting topless in Mickie’s lap. Of course, since she’s facing Mickie, all the camera sees is her bare back.

Mickie tosses Maria's bra aside and then picks up her Women’s Championship which has been resting on the bench next to her this whole time. She holds her title up in front of Maria.

“You see this Women’s Championship? I’ve been holding it since I beat Trish Stratus at WrestleMania. In case you haven’t been counting… that’s ninety-nine days. Ninety-nine. After tonight, I’ll reach one hundred and I’ll be in the triple digits. Over the course of these last ninety-nine days I defended this Women’s Championship against the likes of Trish Stratus, Beth Phoenix, Vicky and even you. I’ve beaten every diva on Raw. Trish, Beth, Vicky, Whorrie, Candice, you and as of last week, Lita. The only one left is Melina.”

“I’m not just looking to survive that Eight-Person Mixed Tag Team Match tonight. Vicky and I are going to make sure our team wins the Eight-Person Mixed Tag Team Match tonight. A win for our team means a win over all four of our opponents. And as an added bonus, all I have to do is tag in and I’ll automatically get my hands on either Melina or Lita. After that, I’ll rack up another win over Melina when I beat her on WWE After Hours. With that win, I’ll cement myself as not only the Women’s Champion but the top diva on Raw.”

“I’ve got an extra special celebration planned once you do!” Torrie calls out from off camera.

“I like the sound of that,” Mickie remarks before she turns her attention back to Maria. “So no, Maria, I’m not worried about wrestling twice tonight. In my eyes these last two matches are just the last two hurdles I have to jump in order to reach the one hundredth day of my reign as Women’s Champion.” Mickie smirks and glances down at Maria’s black panties, “Do you have any other questions for me?”

Maria looks back over her shoulder and smiles impishly at the camera as she slips off of Mickie’s lap and stands up in front of her. “Do you want me to help you warm up for your match?”

“I thought you’d never ask!” Mickie exclaims before she grabs the waistband of Maria’s panties and yanks them down to her knees. Maria’s bare ass wiggles on the screen as she steps out of her panties and is left wearing nothing be her large silver earrings and a smile.

“Ric Flair told me earlier that there’s a time for business... and there’s a time for pleasure,” Maria recites. “I guess now’s the time for pleasure!” Maria climbs back into Mickie’s lap and the Women’s Champion pulls her pet flush against her. The two are soon in the middle of an intense make out session.

Vicky suddenly steps into the shot and blocks the screen. Her dark red crack facepaint now looks smoother and thicker after being reapplied by Torrie. The Broken Diva directs the cameraman back to the door. “This is about to get graphic which means it’s time for you to go. If you want to see Mickie in action and uncensored… tune into WWE After Hours later tonight.”

The cameraman backs out of the locker room but is able to get one last shot over Victoria’s shoulder of Maria burying her face in Mickie’s cleavage and motorboating her before the locker room door swings shut and raw goes to another commercial break.

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Back from the break and D-X is still nowhere to be found as the cameras go out to the arena where Mike ‘the Miz’ Mizanin - the Host of Smackdown comes out to announce the start of the third annual quarter million dollar Diva Search. The Miz brings out the eight hopefuls. One of which is a spunky Brit named Layla El and another a French-Canadian, platinum blonde named Maryse Ouellet who is barely comprehensible and flubs her lines.

Following that, the cameras go backstage where Hacksaw Jim Duggan confronts Shane McMahon about his and Vince’s treatment of his friend Eugene. Duggan calls Shane spoiled and spoonfed before being blasted with a surprise chair shot from Vince McMahon. Vince passes the chair off to his son who lays out Duggan with a chair shot to the face. By taking out ol’ Hacksaw, the McMahons have ensured that there would be no one to help Eugene in his handicap match.

After another commercial break, Randy Orton squashes Val Venis in about a minute before announcing his intention of introducing himself to the legendary Hulk Hogan during his appearance on Saturday Night’s Main Event after which he’ll introduce himself to Hogan’s untalented daughter Brooke who is trying to be a pop star.

J.R. and King go over the card for Saturday Night’s Main Event which consists of Triple H and Shawn Michaels of D-X facing off against Kenny, Johnny, Nicky, Mikey and Mitch of the Spirit Squad in a Five-on-Two Elimination Match, Sabu competing in the first-ever Extreme Rules Match in the history of Saturday Night’s Main Event, an appearance by Hulk Hogan… and potential encounter with the Legend Killer, a big Six-Man Tag Match from Smackdown pitting World Heavyweight Champion Rey Mysterio, Bobby Lashley and Drax… uh… Batista against King Booker, Finlay and Mark Henry and finally the WWE Championship Match where Edge defends his title against John Cena.

PAPARAZZI PLAYS! IT’S TIME FOR THE EIGHT-PERSON MIXED TAG MATCH!

The red carpet is rolled out which prompts Johnny Nitro and Melina to strut out from the back to a chorus of boos. Melina is still wearing her new ring gear from earlier but Johnny Nitro has put on his fur coat and sunglasses and now has his Intercontinental Championship dangling out of the front of his tights.

Candice Michelle is in the ring and is replacing the injured Lilian Garcia as ring announcer for the rest of the night. “The following contest is an Eight-Person Mixed Tag Team Match! Introducing first, Melina and the WWE Intercontinental Champion Johnny Nitro!” BOOOOOOOOO!

Nitro doesn’t even have to bother blocking everyone’s view anymore as Melina does her signature split entrance in her new tights. He then slides between her legs and gets in the ring. Nitro and Melina pose in the middle of the ring then step back and await their partners.

Metalingus plays and once again smoke spews out on stage as Edge and Lita come walking ot hand-in-hand. Edge has changed into a pair of black Rated R tights and has the WWE Championship around his waist while Lita is wearing a cropped Sex and Violence t-shirt along with her pants from earlier. “And their partners… Lita and the WWE Champion… Edge!”

Edge and Lita join Nitro and Melina in the ring but the fans are even less pleased to see the Rated R Superstar and shower the four gathered heels in boos. BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

My Time Is Now hits and John Cena comes running out to his usual mixed reaction. Which, due to the fact that Raw has been garnering an older audience because of it’s more mature content, is notably more boos and cheers. BOOOOOOOOOOOO! YYEEAAAAHH!

“And their opponents… first from West Newbury Massachusetts… John Cena!” Cena shows no fear and runs down the ramp and slides straight into the ring regardless of the people already inside it. But before Edge and Nitro can decide to jump him… Carlito’s music hits.

I SPIT IN THE FACE OF PEOPLE WHO DON’T WANT TO BE COOL!

Cool plays as Carlito comes out from the back and immediately pulls off his yellow t-shirt. Carlito receives a modest pop as he makes his way down the ramp. YYYYEEEEAAAAHHH! “And from the Caribbean… Carlito Caribbean Cool!” Carlito joins Cena in the ring and now Edge and Nitro are set on not attacking their opponents before the match.

OBSESSION SOUNDS THROUGH THE ARENA!

Tonight’s an Anything Goes Match on WWE After Hours. So the crowd is predominantly perverts. Those fans erupt in the loudest ovation of the night as Mickie James comes jumping and skipping out from the back with Victoria walking behind her. Mickie has pulled her top back on and now she and Vicky are in the same outfits they had on during the big brawl earlier. “And their partners… Victoria and WWE Women’s Champion… Mickie James!” YYYYEEEEAAAAAHHHHH! MICKIE! MICKIE! MICKIE! MICKIE!

Mickie stops skipping after hearing her introduction and leans back to loudly whisper to Victoria. “I miss Lilian already. It’s gonna be a pain to train a new ring announcer but I’m sure we can get her squared away before After Hours.” Vicky simply nods in response. Her intense gaze briefly flicks over to the guest ring announcer as she leaves the ring but then returns to their four opponents. The Shameless One and the Broken Diva continue down the ramp and join the others in the ring.

Chad Patton is refereeing this match. He separates the teams and orders them to go into their separate corners. The three champions have all handed over their respective Championship Belts and Cena is standing in his team’s corner. Edge wants no part of him so that leaves the Intercontinental Champion Johnny Nitro in the ring to start the match against John Cena. Patton sees that Mickie, Vicky and Carlito and Edge, Lita and Melina are all on the ring apron in their designated corners and calls for the bell. The match is finally underway.

Cena and Nitro lock up and the Intercontinental Champion decides to try and out-wrestle the two-time WWE Champion. Nitro catches Cena with a wristlock but Cena counters with one of his own but Nitro counters Cena’s counter by doing a cartwheel and pulls the Doctor of Thuganomics into a side headlock. But Cena pushes the A-Lister off of him and into the ropes. Nitro bounces off but runs right into a wall in the form of a shoulder block from Cena. Cena pulls Nitro up and whips him towards one of the empty corners but Nitro reverses and Cena hits the turnbuckles again. The Intercontinental Champion charges after his opponent and hits a turnbuckle clothesline then drags Cena back into the middle of the ring with a front facelock. But Cena powers out and hits a big northern lights suplex. Nitro rolls away towards his corner and Melina quickly reaches down and tags herself in looking to stop Cean from gaining anymore momentum.

Melina tagging in automatically brings in one of the divas on the other team. Mickie James doesn’t hesitate for a second and immediately joins Melina in the ring. But Melina doesn’t look like she wants to face the Women’s Champion just yet so she slaps Lita on the shoulder and slips out of the ring. Lita blinks in surprise after being involuntarily tagged in. Mickie simply shrugs and calls out. “It makes no difference to me! Come and get your ass kicked!” Lita gets in the ring and charges at Mickie but Mickie ducks Lita’s attempted clothesline and catches her with a spinning back kick. Lita doubles over as Mickie spins and runs to the ropes but instead of bouncing off of them she drops down and drives her feet into Melina’s face for a baseball slide. Lita recovers and once again charges Mickie but the Women’s Champion rolls away from the ropes and catches the red-haired diva with a drop toe hold. Lita falls on the middle rope and Mickie quickly springs back up then runs across the ring, bounces off the opposite ropes and comes back so she can hit a running knee drop across LIta’s back. Lita falls off of the ropes and drops to the mat but Mickie pulls her back up and drags her to her team’s corner where she tags in Victoria. Vicky comes in and she and Mickie briefly double team Lita with a double irish whip into the ropes and then they catch her when she comes back and flip her clear over their heads for a big Double Hip Toss. Mickie exits the ring while Victoria make the first pin attempt of the match.

ONE!

TWO!

T-Lita kicks out!

Victoria doesn’t let Lita recover and pulls her up to her feet and hits a quick snap suplex then drags Lita back up and whips her into an empty corner where she clobbers her with a turnbuckle clothesline. Vicky lifts Lita up off of the mat and carries her out of the corner and then drives her opponent down onto her knee for a pendulum backbreaker. The Broken Diva doesn’t bother going for another pin attempt and instead goes to her corner and tags Mickie back in. Mickie climbs up onto the top rope and motions towards Lita. Vicky drags Lita back up and whips her towards Mickie who catches with a headscissors and then swings out of the corner for her signature elevated hurricanrana. MICK-A-RANA! Lita goes rolling back into the middle of ring and Mickie runs passed her to the ropes. Referee Chad Patton is caught up ensuring that Victoria is exiting the ring so he doesn’t see Melina jump back up and grab Mickie’s ankles as she’s coming off of the ropes. Mickie trips and falls on her face but soon starts to push herself back up onto her knees but Lita jumps back up and hits a low dropkick to her face. Lita rolls into her corner just as Melina jumps back up onto the apron and accepts that tag.

Now that Mickie is down, Melina is all too happy to get in the ring with her. The A-List Diva charges the Women’s Champion and drives her down into the mat with a hard ax kick to the back then begins laying into the Shameless One with a series of hard knees to the back. The Title Match between Mickie and Melina is now less than an hour away. Every attack that Melian hits Mickie with is meant to weaken the Women’s Champion going into their second match. Melina drags Mickie back up and whips her into an empty corner then goes after her and stretches her leg up and presses it into Mickie’s throat of a foot choke. The referee comes over and admonishes Melina but she ignores him so he starts his count. Melina uses every second before she finally pulls her foot away and allows the gasping Women’s Champion to drop to her knees in the corner. But Melian isn’t done she grabs Mickie and throws her back-first into the middle turnbuckle. Mickies bounces off of the corner and crumples to the mat in a heap. But Melina shows no mercy and drags Mickie across the ring to her corner where she tags Lita back in. Lita is perfectly willing to help soften up Mickie and hauls Mickie back up to her feet with Melina then the two heel divas each throw one of Mickie’s arms over their shoulders before falling backwards for a double russian legsweep. Lita automatically rolls on top of Mickie and makes the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

THR-MICKIE KICKS OUT!

Melina looks annoyed at Lita. “Don’t finish her off yet! The more you hurt her the better my chances are of becoming Women’s Champion tonight. And then you won’t have to deal with her acting like she owns the place anymore.” Lita pulls Mickie back up and flips the Women’s Champion passed her with a snapmare then spins and delivers a stiff kick to Mckie’s face that knocks her flat on her back. Mickie rolls over and once again starts to push herself back up but Lita runs passed her and bounces off of the ropes and immediately levels Mickie with an extreme neckbreaker. Mickie’s head bounces off of the mat and she rolls away from Lita and starts crawling towards her corner. If Lita and Melina keep going like this she might not even make it to her Championship Match tonight. Cena, Carlito and Victoria all have their arms outstretched as they await a tag from Mickie. But Lita cuts Mickie off and grabs her by the leg so she can drag her back into the middle of the ring. Mickie trashes on the mat and forces herself back up so she’s standing on one leg then jumps and swings her leg around into the back of Lita’s head. Enzuigiri! Mickie begins to frantically crawl to her corner but just when she is within an arm’s length of Cena, Edge comes from behind and yanks Cena’s feet out from under him. Cena’s head bounce off the apron as he crashes to the floor. Mickie turns in time to see Johnny Nitro do the same thing to Carlito. Edge and Nitro crack up and ruining Mickie’s chances of making a tag. Mickie reaches out towards her only partner left but Lita suddenly surges passed her and knocks Victoria off of the apron with a cheap shot!

Mickie is left staring passed Lita at her empty corner in frustration. Now she has no one to tag. But the Women’s Champion soon has other things to worry about as Lita turns around and hits her with another dropkick to the face. Lita kicks Mickie in the side and sents her rolling back into the middle of the ring then grabs Mickie by the hair so she can drag her back to the opposite corner and tag Melina back in. Melina comes in and she and Lita are now on the same wavelength. They both throw one of Mickie’s arms over their shoulders and then hoist her up over their heads for a double vertical suplex. But while she’s hanging upside down in midair Mickie starts kicking her legs like a madwoman and then swings down and drives both Melina and Lita’s faces into the mat DOUBLE SWINGING DDT! All three women are down. Mickie is the first to stir as she rolls over and starts her desperate crawl to her team’s corner. But she stops short when she sees that none of her partners are on the apron. At least none of them were. Carlito jumps up onto the ring apron and stretches his hand into the ring. Mickie dives… AND TAGS CARLITO! MICKIE FINALLY MAKES THE TAG!

Carlito rushes into the ring and is met by Nitro who came in automatically. Nitro goes for a clothesline but Carlito ducks it and then counters with a cool spinning neckbreaker. Nitro rolls away and staggers back up. Carlito charges him and takes him down with a clothesline. Nitro pops back up but Carlito takes him down again with a dropkick. Carlito pulls Nitro up off of the mat and whips him towards the ropes but Nitro reverses. Carlito jumps up and springboards off of the middle rope and catches Nitro with a springboard back elbow to the jaw. Nitro goes rolling over to the ropes. Carlito goes after him but the Intercontinental Champion lashes out his leg and hits a desperation kick to the knee. Carlito rolls away while Nitro slips out onto the ring apron then hoists himself up onto the top rope and springboards off looking for a springboard forearm. But Carlito runs under it. Nitro lands on his feet but Carlito grabs him from behind and hits his signature double knee backbreaker. BACK CRACKER! Carlito goes for the pin.

ONE!

TWO!

TH-EDGE BREAKS IT UP!

Edge pulls Carlito off of Nitro and into a front facelock so he can hit his signature lifting DDT, EDGECUTION! But Cena takes Edge’s interference as an invitation to come in as well and levels the World Champion with a running shoulder block. Edge scrambles back up but Cena takes him down again with another running shoulder tackle. But this time Cena stays on him and lifts the Rated R Superstar up from behind and hits his signature spin-out powerslam. Carlito and Nitro have both rolled out of the ring leaving Cena standing alone over Edge. Cena bends down and waves his hand in Edge’s face “You can’t see me!” Cena runs the ropes and nails the Five Knuckle Shuffle. Edge rolls over and starts to get up while Cean measures him up and then hoists the Champion onto his shoulders in a fireman’s carry looking for an F-U… BUT LITA RUNS IN AND HITS CENA FROM BEHIND! Edge slips off of Cena’s shoulders and scrambles away into the corner. Cena turns to glare at Lita only for Victoria to run in and hit a shoulder block of her own. Lita staggers backwards from the impact but Vicky surges after her and knocks LIta over the top rope and out of the ring with a big lariat clothesline.

Lita goes crashing down to the floor while Victoria stares after her. But Melina comes in and hits her from behind. Vicky is knocked into the ropes and Melina quickly capitalizes and dumps her over the top. Victoria goes crashing down right on top of Lita. Now both women are down on the floor. Cena raises an eyebrow as he’s left alone in the ring with Melina. But for long. Melina turns around and runs right into a thesz press from a recovered Mickie James. Mickie tees off and hits a series of forearm strikes to Melina’s face then rolls off of her and stretches her leg back as she measures Melina for the Mick Kick. Melina staggers back up and Mickie lashes out her leg… MICK KICK! “EEEYAAH!” Melina let’s out a high pitched scream and drops to the mat which causes Mickie’s kick to sail through empty air. Melina rolls over the ropes and bails out of the ring. SHe nearly trips over Lita and Victoria in her haste to avoid getting hit by Mickie’s finisher. Mickie and Cena stand by the ropes and stare after Melina. Neither of them see Edge crouching in the corner and measuring Cena for a Spear. Cena finally turns around and Edge charges. SPEAR! But Cena dodges! MICKIE DOESN’T! EDGE HITS MICKIE JAMES WITH A HUGE SPEAR!

The arena goes completely silent. Everyone is staring at the ring in shock. The Women’s Champion is out cold. Even Edge looks surprised by what he just did which shows that he hadn’t actually intended to spear Mickie.

But that doesn’t seem to matter to the crowd. Because suddenly it’s like the mute button is hit and the audio returns. The entire arena is on their feet booing Edge at the top of their lungs. This isn’t just heat. This is a full-blown inferno of hatred. Edge damn near broke Mickie in half with the spear that had been meant for Cena. And now the Women’s Champion is unconscious which means there might not be a perverted Anything Goes Match for WWE After Hours.

BOOOOOOOO! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! RATED G! RATED G! THIS IS BULLSH*T! THIS IS BULLSH*T! BOOOOOOO! BOOOOOOOOO! BOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Edge bails out of the ring and he and Lita hightail it up the ramp. A wise decision because the fans look on the verge of a full-blown riot. Lita decides to add one last bit of fuel to the fire, “SAY HI TO LILIAN FOR US!” A torrent of boos follow them as they run to the back.

The match has completely stopped. Victoria, Carlito, Cena and Chad Patton are all crowded around Mickie James who is still unresponsive. Even Melina has come over and is leaning through the ropes and is looking on with apprehension. Her concerns are, of course, entirely self-serving because Mickie being injured puts her title match in jeopardy.

Cena growls and slaps the mat then turns and rolls out of the ring and sprints up the ramp after Edge and Lita. A small portion of the crowd actually pops for Super Cena. But almost everyone else is still focused on the fallen Women’s Champion.

“I’m getting her to the trainer!” Vicky suddenly announces as she scoops Mickie up into her arms. Victoria carries Micke out of the ring and up the ramp to the back. Melina spares Carlito one last glance then runs off after them.

Carlito is left alone in the ring with referee Chad Patton. But Johnny Nitro suddenly slides in and hits Carlito from behind. Carlito staggers forward but then lashes out and catches Nitro with an elbow before he slips around behind him AND NAILS ANOTHER BACK CRACKER! Carlito hooks Nitro’s legs and Patton dives to make the count.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Cool sounds through the still shellshocked arena. The referee calls for the bell and raises Carlito’s arm. Carlito picks up the win for his team.

Candice is as shocked as anyone by what just transpired as she stands up to make the announcement, “Here are your winners… Carlito… John Cena… Victoria… and Mickie James!”

Carlito receives a muted response as Raw goes to a commercial break. Everyone in the arena would likely be willing to sacrifice up a piece of clothing to have just one major question answered: Will Mickie James be able to compete again tonight?

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Back from the break, things are looking grim. Replays of Edge spearing Mickie James and Carlito pinning Johnny Nitro are shown.

J.R.: As you just saw… Women’s Champion Mickie James appears to be injured after being speared by Edge in their Eight-Person Mixed Tag Team Match tonight. We are currently standing by and will give you an update on the status of Mickie James once we get one.

King: I hope Mickie’s alright! She’s what makes WWE After Hours what it is. We might as well cancel it if she can’t compete.

J.R.: What we can tell you is that Carlito pinning Johnny Nitro has earned him an Intercontinental Championship Match at Saturday Night’s Main Event. But that’s hardly a consolation because it seems like everyone here is concerned about the well-being of Mickie James.

The cameras suddenly cuts to the back and shows Edge and Lita scrambling into a limo outside of the arena. Both of them are still in their ring gear. A cameraman follows them inside just in time to catch Edge yelling to the driver “GET US OUT OF HERE!”

The limo peels out of the parking lot where the camera can still pick up the torrential boos coming from the furious crowd inside the arena.

But the feed suddenly cuts to another camera out in the parking lot as a white Range Rover goes speeding after the limo. The camera gets a brief glimpse at the driver… CENA’S AT THE WHEEL!

CENA! CENA! CENA! CENA! For the first time in a long time, Super Cena has an entire arena rooting for him. The cameras go back out to the ring where the raucous crowd is actively cheering for Cena to reap vengeance upon Edge.

King: I hope Cena catches him! Because Edge deserves whatever punishment John Cena inflicts on him.

J.R.: At the risk of sounding biased and unprofessional, I whole-heartedly agree with you, King. I hope Cena beats him like a government mule!

A bell rings and Candice stands in the ring and announces that the Handicap Match between the McMahons and Eugene has been made a No Disqualification Handicap Match. This means the Spirit Squad is free to get involved which leads to a seven-on-one beatdown for Eugene until D-X finally show up to put a stop to it. Shane and the Spirit Squad stand at the bottom of the ramp and wait for the perfect time to strike while Vince McMahon tries to get Michaels and Helmsley to stand still in the middle of the stage. Mr. McMahon’s ‘devious’ plan would make Wile E. Coyote grimace. A net drops from the rafters… and completely misses D-X. Vince is distracted by another one of his brilliant plans failing and doesn’t see Eugene. The Special Superstar rolls up the Chairman from behind and gets the surprise upset. HHH and HBK laugh from the top of the ramp while Vince looks on furiously. D-X informs the McMahons and the Spirits Squad that until Saturday if they’re not down with that they have two words for them.

The crowd is subdued through the majority of the main event. Everyone’s awaiting an update on either Mickie James’ potential injury or Cena finally catching up with Edge. J.R. delivers the go-home line as Raw goes off the air.

J.R.: I’ve just received word that Mickie James has regained consciousness in the trainer’s room. The cameras are standing by.and are going live in less than a minute. WWE After Hours will begin with an update on the condition of Mickie James!

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WWE After Hours goes live to a chaotic trainer’s room. Melina and Victoria are arguing while a trainer checks on Mickie James. Mickie’s eyes are open but they appear to be glazed over. She’s just barely conscious as she lies on one of the beds.

A panicked Coach comes running in. “What’s going on? Is she awake? Can she compete?”

“Nothing’s broken but she has bruised ribs and is barely responsive,” the trainer answers. “I can’t clear her to compete in this condition. It’s going to be a struggle for her just to sit up.”

This is not what Coach wants to hear right now. “We’re supposed to have a Women’s Championship Match on WWE After Hours! Mr. McMahon is already furious after his plan backfired. Even I don’t want to give him this bad news!”

“If she can’t compete then that means I win by forfeit!” Melina quickly jumps in. “I won the right to face her for the Women’s Championship. I wasn’t the one that issued the challenge for the match tonight… she did. I even agreed to her stipulation to leaving Johnny backstage. It’s not my fault she can’t compete. I had nothing to do with her getting speared. I can go out to the ring and you can coronate me as the new Women’s Champion for tonight’s episode of WWE After Hours.”

Melina reaches for the Women’s Championship that was brought backstage for Mickie. But Vicky dutifully yanks it away. “No one’s handing you anything! You haven’t earned this!”

”Thanks… Vicky…”

Everyone’s attention turns to Mickie James. The Women’s Champion lets out a high-pitched whine as she struggles to sit up. “Vicky… help…”

Victoria swoops in and helps Mickie sit up. Mickie’s breathing is labored and she’s biting her lip to keep from crying out. The Women’s Champion’s eyes still seem partially unfocused as she stares straight ahead into the camera that’s filming her.

“Mickie… take it easy,” the trainer cautions her. “You’ve got bruised ribs. And you might be delirious. Do you know where you are?”

“I’m… going to the ring…” Mickie answers, “I’ve got a title match…”

“There, she’s fine,” Melina points out. “Have her meet me in the ring and I’ll win the Women’s Championship fair and square.”

“FAIR?” Vicky growls. Mickie won’t last a minute in her current condition and everyone knows it.

“Absolutely not,” the trainer cuts in. “Mickie is not medically cleared. I doubt she could even make it to the ring in her condition. Forcing her to compete like this will just make things worse.”

Mickie shakes her head, “No one’s forcing me... It’s voluntary… I have to fight…” Each sentence is punctuated by a shallow gasping breath. She points directly at the camera. “That camera… it’s rolling... After Hours has started... All the perverts watching right now already paid for it... We have to have a Title Match... I can’t let them down...”

“She’s got a point,” Coach admits, “I don’t want to be faced with a lawsuit. We’ve been advertising a Championship Match all week. We have to do something! All of our jobs depend on it!”

“Then carry her out to the ring and I’ll pin her!” Melina offers.

“Making her compete this way would be a breach of the health and wellness section of her contract,” the trainer insists.

”I’ll fight her.”

Everyone turns to stare at Victoria.

“I’ll fight her,” Vicky repeats as she strokes the Women’s Championship that she’s still holding to it away from Melina. “I’ll defend the Women’s Championship in Mickie’s place. It’s my fault the little cheater even has this match in the first place.”

“That’s… unconventional,” Coach admits.

“Her perverts are already on the verge of a riot after what Edge did to her,” Victoria reminds her. “Stripping her of her championship without giving her a chance to defend it would be just the thing to push them over the edge. You know that any other night she’d be more than capable of fending off Little Miss A-List. She’ll be recovered enough to defend her title by Saturday Night’s Main Event. But you need a match for tonight and that’s what I’m offering you. I’ll fight Melina and defend the Women’s Championship for Mickie.”

Coach looks uncomfortable and glances over at Mickie, “Are you okay with this?”

Mickie stares at Victoria for a moment… and then nods. “Yeah. I trust her.”

“Melina?” Coach asks.

Melina doesn’t look happy but she still agrees. “Fine! I already beat her to get this match! I can do it again. This time there’ll be no rules for you to complain about being broken.”

“Then it’s settled,” Coach resolves, “Tonight’s Anything Goes Women’s Championship Match for WWE After Hours will be Victoria representing Mickie James against Melina.”

Melina shoots Victoria a glare, “See you in the ring.” She heads out of the trainer’s room and Coach follows behind her. The trainer backs away to give Mickie and Vicky some space.

Mickie places her hand on Vicky’s arm, “Remember… it’s not just about winning the match… you’ve gotta appeal to the perverts too.”

“Right,” Victoria agrees. “I’ll think of something. Are you going to be okay back here on your own?”

“Where’s the patient!?”

Mickie and Vicky turn to see Torrie and Maria standing in the doorway. The two newcomers look like they’d just gone shopping in the adult costume section of a Halloween Store.

Maria is a Sexy Doctor. Her costume consists of a skimpy white uniform that bears most of her legs and a generous amount of her modest cleavage and includes a stethoscope and a cute white hat with a red cross.

Torrie is a Sexy Nurse. Her pink uniform is even more revealing than Maria’s. Not only is it extremely short but the cut of the top goes all the way down to her stomach and exposes almost half of the hot blonde’s large breasts. Torrie’s costume also comes with small pink hat.

“What’s the status of this patient, Sexy Nurse Whorrie?” Maria asks.

“Edge speared her and now she’s hurting all over, Sexy Doctor Maria,” Torrie reports in a breathy voice from a bad soap opera.

“Where did you two get those costumes?” Mickie can’t help asking.

“I got us all sexy outfits for your victory celebration,” Sexy Nurse Whorrie answers. “I got you a Sexy Cowgirl costume since you like to call yourself Hardcore Country in the bedroom... and I got Vicky a Sexy Cop costume.” Torrie leans towards Victoria and loudly whispers, “That one came with a nightstick and a sets of handcuffs.” The Broken Diva grins.

“We were originally going to go as a Sexy Sailor and a Sexy Native American…” Sexy Doctor Maria admits, “But Torrie said those would make us look too much like the Village People. So we went with Sexy Doctor and Sexy Nurse instead. I’m really just surprised that she was able to get so many sexy costumes this far away from Halloween.”

“That’s because I wasn’t shopping in a Halloween Store,” Torrie informs her while shooting Mickie a quick wink. “But you’ll find out about that back at the hotel.” Sexy Nurse Whorrie switches back to her breathy soap opera voice. “What’s your final diagnosis Sexy Doctor Maria?”

“Edge is a big, mean jerk and I’m prescribing two generous doses of TLC stat!” Maria replies.

“Right away Doctor!” Torrie agrees. “I think I’ll start with a sponge bath.”

Unlike on Raw, the WWE After Hours camera is in the perfect position to see that Torrie isn’t wearing any panties under her uniform as she swings her leg up and climbs onto the bed so she’s straddling Mickie.

“But Sexy Nurse Whorrie… we don’t have any sponges…” Sexy Doctor Maria points out.

“No?” Torrie questions as she reaches up and pulls her costume even further open to reveal her large 36C breasts. “Then I suppose we’ll just have to improvise.”

“I like improvising…” Mickie remarks. A wide smile spreads across her face as she reaches out and cups Torrie’s exposed chest with both hands and begins to knead her tits in her hands. She licks her lips then quickly glances over at Victoria, “You know what? I think I’m gonna be okay.”

“Your doctor’s a quack,” Vicky dead-pans with a wary glance at Maria. “But if you’re sure… I’ll go handle business and leave you under their care. By the way… where did you leave that Sexy Cop costume?”

“Mmm! It’s in your locker!” Torrie gasps as Mickie starts to pinch her nipples.

Call her a quack if you want but Sexy Dr. Maria’s prescription seems to be working already. Mickie is in much better spirits and is well on the road to recovery.
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“Hey… what happened to Edge?” Maria suddenly blurts out.

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The camera cuts to inside a familiar limo as it pulls up outside the Marina Inn.

“Here we are!” Edge announces as he and Lita get out and head into the hotel with the camera following behind them.

Edge and Lita make their way to the reception desk and Edge rings the bell until a man in a suit with a bowlcut showed up.

“Can I help you, sir?” the man asked.

“Yes you can,” Edge glibly replies. “Obviously you know who we are.” Edge taps his WWE Championship. “And we have a reservation for a suite.”

“There seems to he a problem with your reservation…” the man informs Edge has he clacks away at his computer. “The room you reserved was actually already reserved from Women’s Champion Mickie James… by someone named… Whorrie Wilson? Is that real name?”

“SHE GOT MY SUITE!?” Edge yells.

“We’ve been trying to contact-”

“LOOK PAL!” Edge snaps. “I just ensured that Mickie James won’t be Women’s Champion for much longer. So since I’m the WWE Champion… I think you should just give us that room!”

“But we received special instructions on how to prepare that suite,” the man protests.

“It’s got a bed doesn’t it? And a working toilet?” Edge demands. “It’s not rocket-science brainiac! Mickie James won’t even make it to your sorry hotel tonight. So all you’ve gotta do is take her key… and give it to me.”

“But it’s not your…”

Edge glares at the desk clerk. “Listen to me for a second, okay? You see, there’s a reason people like me are champions. And there’s a reason why people like you are standing behind a desk in the middle of nowhere in your mid-thirties with a haircut like someone put a bowl on your head AND CUT AROUND IT! SO GIVE ME THAT KEY! NOW!”

“Yes sir…” the man reluctantly complies. He holds up a key card and hands it to Edge.

“That’s more like it,” Edge says, “And be sure to send up some room service.”

Edge and Lita stalks off for the elevator and the cameraman whispers a quick ‘sorry’ to the man at the desk before hurrying after them.

The cameraman follows Edge and Lita to the elevator and rides with them up to their stolen suite. Edge swipes the key and they walk along a small hallway into the suite’s spacious sitting room. There are separate doorways off to the side that lead to the suite’s bedroom and bathroom. But the main feature in the entry room is the large red loveseat that is big enough to double for a bed. The loveseat is situated in front of an extra-wide screen tv.

But it’s not the loveseat or the huge television that draws their attention. It’s the massive banner above it that is hanging across the wall and reads ”Congratulations Mickie! 100 Days!” It’s clear that Torrie had the suite prepared preemptively so they could celebrate Mickie’s successful title defense

“That banner’s a lie!” Edge growls, “I’m taking it down!”

Edge sets his WWE Championship down on the red loveseat then charges to the wall and tears down Mickie’s congratulatory banner before tossing it aside like garbage.

“Hey babe, look at this,” Lita calls out from by a glass table covered in scented candles and various bottles and jars. She pulls a bottle of champagne out of a fancy ice bucket that had been set near the table and shows it to Edge. “They’ve got chilled champagne.”

“Mickie’s not gonna have any reason to celebrate tonight,” Edge insists. “So I think you and I should have a belated celebration for me becoming the WWE Champion… at Mickie’s expense of course.”

“Look at all of this stuff…” Lita remarks as she bends forward to read the labels on the bottles and jars on the glass table.”They’ve got massage oils and incense and…” Lita trials off as she eyes on particularly large bottle. “Okay who would ever need this much lube?”

“There’s more here,” Edge observes as he surveys two baskets beside the loveseat. “Whoa! They’ve got a treasure trove of sex toys!”

It is now crystal clear what kind of store Torrie got their costumes from.

Lita joins Edge by the baskets of sex toys and the two of them begin picking \through them. “They’ve got handcuffs… blindfolds… ball gags... I knew that crazy b*tch was a pervert but I didn’t expect her to be this kinky.”

“Is this a riding crop?” Edge wonders as he pulls a long thin stick out of the basket. “Tell no one but maybe that nutjob is Rated M. She’s got everything here but condoms.”

“Whoa!” Lita gasps and actually lets out a laugh as she holds up an utterly massive purple dildo. “Oh, hey, a vibrator.” Lita tosses the dildo aside and pulls out a much small phallic-shaped toy.

“What about these?” Edge asks as he holds up a string of large beads.

Lita smirks and raises an eyebrow, “We’ve got enough lube there to drown someone.”

Suddenly there’s a knock at the door and a vaguely familiar voice shouts through the door.

”ROOM SERVICE!”

“That was fast,” Edge remarks as he goe around the loveseat and opens the door.
But it’s not hotel staff outside… IT’S JOHN CENA!

Cena charges into the room and immediately levels Edge with a stiff clothesline. Lita screams in alarm as Cena drags Edge up off of the floor and throws him into the back of the red loveseat. The loveseat pitches forward and nearly flattens Lita as it flips and knocks over the baskets of kinky sex toys.

Cena throws himself down on Edge and starts wailing on him with hard shots to the face. He eventually backs away but only so he haul Edge back up and throw him across the glass table. The bottles and jars crash to the floor as drops down on the far side of the table.

Edge tries to crawl away but Cena races around the table and catches him. Cena lifts Edge clean up off the floor then spins AND SMASHES EDGE THROUGH THE GLASS TABLE!

“HOLY SH*T!” Lita shrieks in alarm from the other side of the toppled loveseat as Edge is left lying on the shattered remains of the table.

“Uugh… uuggh… no…” Edge groans as he crawls off of the broken glass and struggles to push himself back up onto his knees. There are a number of shallow cuts on his chest from the broken glass.

“This is for Mickie, you son of a b*tch!” Cena yells as he pulls the champaign bottle out of the ice bucket AND SMASHES IT OVER EDGE’S HEAD!


Edge’s long hair goes damp as he collapses on the floor. A small puddle forms around him from the spilled champagne.

But Cena still isn’t done. He leans over Edge and glares down at him. “Like I told you… that was for Mickie. But now this is for me!”

Cena drops down on Edge’s back with an elbow drop and then starts clubbing Edge on the back as he continues to beat the ever-loving crap out of him. Cena spots the WWE Title lying underneath the flipped loveseat and gets off of Edge to pick it up.

“Uuugh… no….” Edge rolls over and tries to crawl away.

“Hey don’t go, don’t go!” Cena calls after him. “Look, you dropped this… let me give it back!” Cena charges Edge lays him out with a shot to the head from the WWE Championship. Edge is left lying out cold on his back while Cena stands over him.

Cena turns to address Lita who is still crouching on the other side of the flipped loveseat. “You tell him that I’ll see him again on Saturday and that I’m taking this!” Cena drops the WWE Championship on top of Edge and turns to leave.

“Wait… was that…” Cena turns back around and goes back to the loveseat where he bends down to pick up a dual pronged dildo then turns to stare at Lita. “Seriously?”

“THAT’S NOT MINE!” Lita exclaims. “It’s Mickie’s! That woman is a depraved sex maniac!”

“Coming from you, I’ll consider that an expert opinion,” Cena quips as he shakes his head and tosses the dual pronged dildo aside then head back to the door. A familiar man in a suit with a bowlcut is standing in the open doorway.

“Sorry about the mess,” Cena apologizes. “You can get housekeeping in here to take out the trash. I’d say that counts as both of them.”

Cena walks out and leaves a trashes suite and an unconscious WWE Champion in his wake.

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The cameras return to the arena where the earlier phenomenon repeats itself. An entire arena is chanting and praising Cena for taking out Edge and avenging Mickie. CENA! CENA! CENA!

Paparazzi once again sounds through the arena and the red carpet is rolled out for a second time as Melina makes her way out from the back for her big championship match. Johnny Nitro is nowhere in sight. Melina is greeted by emphatic boos. The perverts in the crowd are none too pleased with the A-List Diva after her attempts stealing Mickie’s Women’s Championship without fighting for it. The paparazzi swarm Melina and snap pictures of her as she struts down the ramp to the ring. She climbs up onto the ring apron and then drops down in her signature split. Melina’s new ring gear means that she is no longer flashing her panties to everyone as she gets in the ring. Melina stands back up and casts a wary glance at substitute ring announcer Candice Michelle and referee Jack Doan before striking her signature wide-legged pose in the middle of the ring.

YES, I’VE LOST MY MIND

All The Things She Said plays as Victoria comes out onto the stage. Vicky is still wearing her red ring gear and her hooded sweatshirt but now the Broken Diva has Mickie James’ Women’s Championship around her waist. Her intense gaze is locked on Melina as she heads down the ramp and gets in the ring. She pauses to remove her sweatshirt and police officer hat and hands them to a crew member outside of the ring. But then she steps out into the middle of the ring and removes the Women’s Championship. The fans pop when it’s revealed that Victoria stopped off at the women’s locker room and found her costume at some point while Cena was beating the hell out of Edge at the hotel. Melina’s eyes go wide in horror as she stares at the handcuffs and the nightstick that are hanging on the belt from Victoria’s Sexy Cop outfit. It’s Anything Goes in this match. Handcuffs and a nightstick are perfectly legal. Melina is now feeling slightly less confident than she was when she first came out.

Candice steps in between the two women for an official pre-match introduction. “Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one-fall and is an Anything Goes Match for the Women’s Championship. Introducing first… the challenger… from Los Angeles California… MELINA!” Melina once again strikes her signature pose with her legs spread and her arm curled up overhead. “And her opponent… representing Women’s Champion Mickie James… from-”

“WAIT!” Vicky suddenly interrupts. “I almost forgot!” Victoria drops down and rolls out of the ring then approaches the barricade facing the hard camera. “Mickie always gives someone her shirt before a title match.”

The hard camera is already in the perfect position to see the entire wall of fans’ jaws drop as Victoria grabs her top and pulls it off. She’s not wearing a bra! The fans are left staring in shock as the Broken Diva stands right in front of them… COMPLETELY TOPLESS!

Victoria takes in the stupefied reaction. “What? Did I do it wrong?”

“NO!” a man in the front row quickly blurts out. Victoria nods and tosses him her top. But he makes no move to give her his own in exchange.

Victoria’s firm 34B tits are out in the open for everyone to see and she doesn’t even care. The fans are all too happy to show their support for Vicky’s alternative take on Mickie’s pre-match tradition. THANK YOU VICKY! THANK YOU VICKY! THANK YOU VICKY!”

Candice and Melina are both staring in open-mouthed shock as the topless diva gets back in the ring. “Alright. Now I’m ready.”

“I… right… um….” the flustered substitute ring announcer stammer before regaining her wits. “And-and her opponent… representing Women’s Champion Mickie James… from San Bernardino California… VICTORIA!” Vicky glares at Candice and takes issue with the replacement ring announcer's introduction but Candice doesn’t want anything to do with the Broken Diva and quickly flees the ring with the Women’s Championship. But Melian steps up and confronts the referee before he can call for the bell to start the match.

“She’s topless! She can’t wrestle like that!”

“There are no rules in an Anything Goes Match,” the referee reminds her. “And even if there were, there certainly wouldn’t be any against her stripping herself. If I was you, I’d be more concerned about the foreign objects on her belt.”

A wide, sick smile spreads across Vicky’s painted face as she pulls her nightstick off of her Sexy Cop belt.

“Great… now you reminded her…” Melina complains as the referee finally calls for the bell and starts the much-delayed but now, once again, highly anticipated title match.

Victoria immediately swings for Melina’s head with her nightstick but Melina lets out a loud shriek and ducks under it then lashes out her leg and boots Vicky in the stomach. Melina grabs onto the free end of the nightstick and tries to pull it away but Victoria has a firm hold of the handle. The two divas engage in a quick tug a war which causes Victoria’s naked and unbounce chest to jostle and shake. The A-List Diva is briefly distracted by the sight which allows the Broken Diva to yank back on the nightstick and pull her opponent into a stiff knee strike. Victoria lets go of the nightstick and instead grabs Melina by the collar. Melina drops the nightstick and tries to beg off but Victoria doesn’t buy it and whips her into the corner. Melina slams back-first into the turnbuckles but then Victoria charges her, jumps up into the air and collides with her opponent for a jumping turnbuckle bodysplash that rams her bare boobs into Melina’s face. Victoria steps back and pulls Melina out of the corner then grabs her and hoists the other woman clear over her head with a military press. It’s a picture-perfect moment as Victoria stands topless in the middle of the ring lifting her opponent off her head. Vicky chucks Melina up into the air and steps forward which causes the A-Lister to come crashing all the way down to the mat for an impressive military press drop.

Melina bounces off the mat and rolls onto her back. Victoria casts a glance over her shoulder at her opponent and then launches herself up into the air with a backflip and crashes down on Melina boobs-first for her Victoria’s Secret standing moonsault. Vicky doesn’t bother going for the pin. She rolls over to the ropes and climbs out onto the ring apron. Victoria watches as Melina pushes herself up onto her hands and knees then shoots herself over the top rope for a slingshot somersault leg drop that drives Melina back down in the mat again. The Broken Diva’s bizarre antics at the start of the match have thrown Melina off balance which is extremely dangerous when she’s in the ring with a veteran like Victoria. Vicky pulls Melina back up to her feet and into a side-headlock which squishes Melina’s face against her naked boobs. Victoria is all too aware of this and actually wiggles her chest against Melina’s face to further fluster her opponent before she whips her across the ring into the ropes and then catches her as she comes back with a big powerslam. Being topless hasn’t hurt the Broken Diva in the slightest. in fact, she’s using her half-naked state to give herself a firm advantage as the match continues with Vicky once again neglecting to go for a pin.

Victoria sits up and stares straight ahead of her for a moment. There’s no telling what’s going through her mind. But as she rolls around on the mat, Melina’s flailing hand makes contact with the discarded nightstick. Victoria’s back it to her as she stares off in a distance so Melina seizes the moment and grabs the nightstick AND NAILS VICTORIA WITH A SHOT TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD! Victoria lurches forward in her seated position and her head nearly slams into the mat from the impact. But she actually does hit her head on the mat when Melina springs up and comes off of the ropes with a dropkick to the back. The challenger stands back up, despite all the offense that Victoria has gotten in, the A-Lister has found her second wind. Victoria rolls over and gets on her hands and knees but Melina catches her with a near decapitating ax kick to the back of the neck. Victoria won’t stay down and starts to push herself back up again. Melina runs to the ropes comes this time comes back with a dropkick to the face that sends Victoria rolling over onto her back. Melina swings her leg up over her head and the brings it down on Victoria’s chest as she drops down into a split leg drop. Melina remains in that position so she go for a pin.

ONE!

TWO!

T-VICKY KICKS OUT!

Melina growls and goes for the nightstick again. She stands up behind Victoria and waits for her opponent to push herself up off of the mat then winds up like she’s wielding a baseball bat and shouts, “TAKE THIS! TOPLESS FREAK!” Melina swings… BUT VICTORIA CATCHES THE NIGHTSTICK! Melina’s eyes go wide in shock as the Broken Diva slowly stands up while seemingly staring straight through her opponent. Melina tries to pull the nightstick away but Vicky’s one-handed grip is too strong. Victoria grabs Melina’s wrist with her free hand then spins and throws her opponent and the nightstick clear across the ring. Melina bounces off of the mat and rolls into the corner where she slowly pushes herself back up. Victoria charges her and rams her shoulder into Melina’s stomach for a turnbuckle shoulder thrust. Melina doubles over and Victoria quickly climbs up onto the middle rope then grabs both sides of Melina’s face and stuffs the A-Lister face-first into her cleavage. Vicky wiggles her chest against her opponent’s face then jumps backwards out of the corner and drives Melina down into the mat with a big facebuster. Melina bounces off of the mat and flips onto her back and then Victoria forcibly sits her up, “You seem to have a problem with me fighting topless… here let’s even the odds, shall we?” Victoria grabs the back of Melina’s yellow top and yanks it off of her head. Melina lets out a shrill scream when she realizes she’s been stripped to her black sports bra. “EEEIIIYYYAAAAH!”

Victoria tosses Melina’s top aside then grabs her embarrassed opponent and hoists her up off of the mat and onto her shoulders in a fireman’s carry. Victoria swings Melina off of her shoulders, looking for her signature Spider’s Web swinging sidewalk slam, but Melina slips out and lands on her knees behind her. The desperate challenger once again reclaims the Sexy Cop nightstick AND BLASTS THE BACK OF VICTORIA’S BRACED KNEE! Vicky’s leg goes flying out in front of her and she falls flat on her back. Melina raises the nightstick up over her head and then drives it down on the front of her opponent’s braced knee. But she doesn’t stop there. Melina has gotten worked up into a frenzy and wails on Victoria’s bad knee with shot after vicious shot from the nightstick. “RAAH!” The Broken Diva howls in a combination of pain and rage as she sits up and bashes Melina upside the face with a wild forearm smash. Melina lurches back but then clobbers Victoria with shot to the face from the nightstick. The A-Lister climbs on top of Victoria and drives the shaft of the nightstick down into her opponent’s throat and starts choking in an unorthodox pin attempt that would be illegal in a standard match.

ONE!

TWO!

TH-Vicky violently bucks Melina off of her to kick out!

Victoria rolls over and crawls towards the ropes in an attempt to put some space between her and Melina. But Melina dives after her and catches her by the ankle. The challenger drags the champion’s stand-in back into the middle of the ring then lifts her leg up and drives Victoria’s knee down into the mat for a rough knee smash. Melina then drives her boot down into the back of Victoria’s knee and starts stomping on it. Victoria’s braced knee has a huge bullseye on it. If Melina keeps this up the Broken Diva won’t even be able to stand let alone fight back. Melina grabs Victoria’s foot and rolls her thrashing opponent over then lashes out her own leg and kicks the back of Vicky’s knee. Vicky lets out a howl of pain before melina stretches her leg all the way up into the air and then dives into a roll and snaps Victoria’s leg down onto her shoulder with knee snap. Melina rolls passed Victoria who sits up and clutches at her injured knee. The challenger comes back and hooks her arm around her opponent’s neck from behind for a chin lock. Melina cranks on the pressure and decides to talk some trash, “It’s okay Victoria! Just give up! Everyone will tell Mickie that you tried your best. I mean, what was she expecting? You haven’t won anything important in a long time.”

BAD IDEA.

Victoria is sitting up facing the hard camera with her naked breasts on full display. But everyone’s focus is suddenly on the Broken Diva’s eyes as something clearly snaps within them and she starts seething. Vicky starts to violently thrash and struggle against the Melina’s hold. Her boobs are jiggling and shaking wildly and she flails and claws at the mat AND THEN SURGES UP TO HER FEET! Melina is left hanging off of Victoria’s back with her big mouth hanging open in shock. “But… your leg…” Either Vicky’s gone numb or she’s doing a masterful job of ignoring the pain in bad knee. Victoria yanks Melina over her shoulder and spins around then sprints across the ring, regardless of any pain in her knee, AND NEARLY DRIVES MELINA THROUGH THE MAT WITH A VICIOUS RUNNING POWERSLAM! Victoria rolls off of Melina and both women lie on their back on the mat. The sudden burst of insane adrenaline has faded and Vicky looks like she’s out of energy now. The referee stand between them starts to do the double Ko count. That motivates the two competitors into stirring. Victoria rolls over and crawls towards the ropes while Melina grabs referee Jack Doan and uses him to pull herself back up. “WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?” Melina shrieks. “I AGREED TO FIGHT ANOTHER WOMAN! NOT THE FREAKING TERMINATOR!”

Melina turns away from the referee just as Victoria stands back up and lashes out with her bad leg AND NAILS A STIFF SUPERKICK TO THE FACE! Melina is knocked flat on her back and Vicky collapses on top of her. The referee goes to make a count but Victoria rolls off of her opponent and shakes her heads. “Mickie says… please the perverts…” Regardless of the fact that she might have already done that by competing in a hard fought battle completely topless, Victoria grabs Melina’s boots one at a time and pulls them off. “No more kicking.” The Broken Diva makes short work of Melina’s sock and tosses them away. Victoria’s next target are Melina’s new tights. She grabs the yellow waistband and begins to peel the tights down Melina’s tanned legs. Melina finally regains consciousness when she feels her pants being pulled down and her black thong being exposed. She immediately starts screaming bloody murder. “NO! NONONO! YOU CAN’T STRIP ME!” “Quit your squawking,” Vicky growls as she reaches back and grabs one of Melina’s discard shoes AND CLOBBERS MELINA WITH HER OWN BOOT!

Melina is once again knocked flat on her back which makes it all too easy for Victoria to peel her tights the rest of the way down her legs and pull them off. Melina is down to her black sports bra and her black thong! But that’s when Victoria digs further into her bag of tricks… and pulls the handcuffs off of her belt. The Broken Diva latches one of the cuffs onto Melina’s right ankle and then stands up and uses the other cuff to drag her opponent across the ring into the far corner where she attaches the cuff to the top rope on the right side of the turnbuckle. Melina is left lying on her back in the corner with her right leg dangling in the air from where it’s cuffed to the top rope. Melina is helpless. This situation is also somewhat reminiscent of the match where Mickie broke Victoria. And everyone watching remembers how that particular Anything Goes Match ended. The blood rushing to Melina’s head causes her to regain consciousness again. “What? What’s going on? You can’t do this! Let me go! This isn’t fair! What are you doing?” Victoria kneels over her trapped opponent and leers down at her. “I’m about to follow Mickie’s example… and break a b*tch.”

The fans are pleased. YYEEEAAAAHHH! BREAK A B*TCH! BREAK A B*TCH!

Melina isn’t. “DON’T YOU DARE! DON’T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT!”

Victoria kneels on Melina’s arms and pins them down to the mat then grabs hold of her trapped opponent’s bra. Melina has gone silent but still shakes her head in a silent ‘no’. But Vicky ignores the unvoiced plea and lunges backwards… AND RIPS MELINA’S BRA OFF! “NOOOOOOOOOOO!” Melina screams as her large tanned 38D breasts capped off with two delicious dark pink nipples are unveiled to the world. Due to the fact that her ankle is cuffed to the top rope her huge boobs are hanging down near her chin. She frantically wraps her arms over her chest in an attempt to hide her dangling tits from view. The perverts are happy. Now there are two topless women in the ring. They start up a familiar chant. THANK YOU VICKY! THANK YOU VICKY! The Broken Diva cocks her head to the side and stares out at the crowd. “But I’m not done yet…” The crowd goes silent and holds their breath in anticipation. Considering Melina only has one article of clothing left on her body… it’s not hart for her to guess Vicky’s plan. The topless A-List Diva is busy covering her chest so she can’t do anything to stop her opponent so she starts pleading and begging for mercy. “No! No! Please don’t! Victoria-Vicky! Please! I’m topless that’s enough! Don’t take my panties!” Victoria shakes her head and grabs hold of Melina’s thong. “Any last words?” Melina tries to squeeze her legs together around Victoria’s hand… but it doesn’t stop her… AND VICTORIA TEARS OFF MELINA’S THONG!

YYYYYEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHH! The perverts let out a deafening cheer. Melina is now dangling completely naked in the corner. She has her free leg folded over her bound leg to keep her pussy out of view and she’s still hugging her chest to hide her breasts. But Victoria has succeeded in removing every last stitch from Melina’s body. “I HATE YOU!” Melina explodes. “I hate you, I hate Mickie and I hate your perverted fans for encouraging this!” Victoria reaches down and pats Melina’s cheek patronizingly then turns away from her opponent and picks up the nightstick from earlier. Vicky waves the nightstick over Melina’s face tauntingly. “Since you like using this so much… why don’t you put your mouth to better use and start sucking on it?” Melina let’s out a barely audible squeak, “Why?” “Because it’s about to go inside you. And it will be slightly less uncomfortable if it’s wet.” Melina squeezes her legs together even tighter as she stares up at Victoria in abject terror. The horrifying parallel between her of her ordeal and the one her opponent had gone through at the hands of Mickie James was not lost on Melina and made her blood run cold. Victoria had once been relatively normal. But then Mickie had handcuffed her to the corner and jammed a microphone up her cooch. And now the Broken Diva was about to repeat the process with her. Melina couldn’t live with that and so she did the only thing that could preserve her sanity. “I QUIT! I QUIT! NO MORE! I GIVE UP!”

Jack Doan calls for the bell. All The Thing She Said plays again as the referee leads a reluctant Victoria away from the corner and raises her arm to signify the win. Victoria’s raised arms once again draws the crowd’s attention to the fact that she wrestled an entire match completely topless. The perverts are a little disappointed that Melina had quit before Victoria could bring the match (and possibly her opponent) to a fulfilling climax but they still cheer for Victoria. The Broken Diva has successfully defended Mickie James’ Women’s Championship. Candice makes the final announcement from the timekeeper’s corner, “Ladies and gentlemen… here is your winner by submission… the Broken Diva… VICTORIA! And that means… Mickie James is STILL THE WWE WOMEN’S CHAMPION!”

OBSESSION SOUNDS THROUGH THE ARENA!

Everyone’s attention turns to the entrance ramp as Mickie James emerges from the back. Mickie is now wearing her Sexy Cowgirl costume which consists of an incredibly short brown cowgirl skirt that bares almost all of her thick legs, a brown and white vest that is cropped to just below her chest and is fastened with a single button and of course a white cowgirl hat. And while Mickie isn’t jumping and skipping like she normally does when she makes her entrance… she’s walking under her own power. Sexy Nurse Whorrie and Sexy Doctor Maria are with Mickie and are both looking a bit ruffled. Torrie’s tits are still hanging out of her nurse’s costume. This moment spawns an odd but strangely popular online theory that Mickie James is some kind of succubus that gains power from sexual energy. It’s farfetched but still more believable than ditzy Maria actually being a knowledgeable doctor. Mickie, Torrie and Maria join Victoria in the ring. “Thank you Vicky…” Mickie whispers fondly before she reaches out to embrace the woman who defended her title in her stead. But Victoria holds out a hand to stop her and then goes to the ropes to retrieve the Women’s Championship. The Broken Diva comes back and places the championship on its owner’s shoulder. Mickie’s face lights up in a wide grin then she grabs the sides of Victoria’s panting kiss and yanks her mouth to hers before she kisses the other woman with everything she has.

The crowd pops and the kiss goes on for a while until an unwelcome voice interrupts.

“WOULD YOU KNOCK THAT OFF AND LET ME DOWN!”

Mickie turns and grins at Melina who is still shackled to the corner. “Microphone, Nurse Whorrie.” Torrie acquires one and hands it to Mickie.

“Melina!” Mickie calls out with a cheery wave, “I didn’t forget about you! Don’t go anywhere. We’ll be right with you...”

For Melina, the otherwise pleasant statement has a horrible undertone. Maybe drawing the Shameless One’s attention towards her when she was trapped naked in the corner hadn’t been a good idea.

Mickie turns back to Vicky, “You did good. Really good. And because I’m so grateful that you defended my championship when I couldn’t… I’ve got presents to give you. Sexy Doctor Maria! Present the first gift!”

Maria reaches into the opening of her Sexy Doctor costume and pulls out a small round wrapped package that’s about the size of her hand and presents it to Vicky.

“You’ve already got one…” Mickie admits while Victoria begins to open her present. “But I think you’ll still like it.”

Victoria finishes opening the present… IT’S A NEW PAIR OF HANDCUFFS!

“Now… if you’re up for it… I could use those on you,” Mickie offers, “OR if you’d prefer… you can use those on your already captive opponent.”

Mickie and Vicky turn to face Melina with matching wicked grins on their face.

“No! NOO!” Melina screams as she continued to hang upside down with her arms and legs crossed. “You can’t! The match is over!”

Vicky and Mickie advance on Melina but referee Jack Doan steps in the way and blocks them from reaching the diva trapped in the corner. “She’s right. The match is over.”

“Whorrie! I need a distraction!” Mickie requests.

Torrie slips in between Mickie and Vicky and grabs the sides of the referee’s face before pulling him into a kiss and ravaging his mouth. The referee’s eye go wide and are partially glazed over when Torrie finally pulls away.

“Now leave the ring,” Torrie instructs the dumbstruck referee.

Jack Doan nods blankly and leaves the ring. Torrie gives Mickie a thumbs up then steps out of the way and motions towards Melina who is staring after the referee with a look of betrayal.

Melina is screaming like a madwoman and actually uncovers her breasts so she can lash out at Vicky’s knee. But one big stomp to the chest puts a stop to Melina’s pitiful attempts at resistance. Victoria wastes no time in cuffing Melina’s free ankle then yanks her defeated opponent’s legs apart and cuffs her leg to the top rope on the left side of the turnbuckle.

“NOOOOOAAAAAAUUUUGGGHHHH!” Melina screams as she presses her hands over her crotch. She’s given up on trying to hide her boobs but now she’s desperate to keep her pussy from view.

“Hey perverts!” Mickie calls out, “WHO WANTS TO SEE MELINA DO A SPLIT?”

YYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!

“You can’t… You can’t!” Melina wails.

“Cheer up, Melina!” Mickie taunts the captive while she and Victoria each take hold of one of the cuffs on the top rope, “You’ve always wanted the spotlight. This is your time to shine! LADIES AND GENTLE! PRESENTING… MELINA!”

Mickie and Vicky slide each cuff along the rope and forcibly pull Melina’s legs apart until she’s doing a full upside-down split. Mickie nods and Vcky and they both grab one of Melina’s wrists.. and pull them away. MELINA’S PUSSY IS UNVEILED TO THE WORLD! Melina is shaved bare which causes the thick lips of her pussy to stand out in contrast to the pink inside. Her split has not only spread her pussy wide open but it’s even showing off the puckered brown ring of her asshole.

THANK YOU MICKIE! THANK YOU MICKIE! THANK YOU MICKIE! The fans cheer wildly at Melina’s ultimate exposure while the A-Lister’s face goes bright red in utter mortification.

“Now where’s that nightstick?” Mickie inquires.

“NOOOO! NOOOO! ANYTHING BUT THAT! ANYTHING BUT THAT!” Melina begs.

“Anything, huh?” Mickie questions. “Well that thick juicy pussy of yours looks good enough to eat.” The fans cheer and chant HLA! HLA! HLA! “Seems like the perverts agree. Does that sound good to you?”

Melina knows she doesn’t have a choice in the matter. She bites her lip and asks in a subdued voice, “After you do it… will you let me go?”

“Sure, sounds fair,” Mickie agrees, “But who ever said I was going to eat you? I’ve got another present to give Vicky. OOOH MARIA! Come be a good pet and give Melina a good licking.”

Maria smiles sheepishly but then nods in agreement. She starts to head towards Mickie but Torrie holds her back.

Torrie has a new microphone that she just retrieved from the timekeeper. “Mickie… before you get carried away… The timekeeper just told me the show’s running long. We’ve got three minutes until midnight. And then we’ll officially be in your one hundredth day as Women’s Champion.”

“That doesn’t give us much time,” Mickie realizes. “Maria, come here and sit on Melina’s face. When I say ‘go’ eat her pussy like you’re starving.”

“Yes boss!” Maria agrees. She goes over to Melina and sits on her face then starts to idly stroke the thick lips of Melina’s pussy with her fingers.

“And as for you!” Mickie addresses Vicky as she pulls the WWE Logo off of her microphone. “Get in the corner and drop your trunks. I’m gonna ring in my one hundredth day on top by making you scream.”

Victoria makes her way to the opposite corner. But she’s walking with a notable limp in her bad leg. She grabs the waistband of her trunks and yanks them down then steps out of them. Now Victoria’s naked bar her boots, brace and knee pads. The Broken Diva turns and leans back the corner with her arms spread and a wide, eager smile on her face.

Mickie turns to Torrie and gives her a lingering kiss then taps the blonde on the nose. “Keep an eye on the time and give us a countdown.”

Torrie nods and Mickie saunters over to Victoria. She cups Vicky’s chin and presses their bodies fully together for another heated kiss. Mickie eventually pulls back and glances back over her shoulder at Maria who is still toying with the bound Melina’s pussy while waiting for her cue.

“Thirty seconds to midnight!” Torrie announces as her quickly conferring with the timekeeper. A graphic with a countdown clock appears on the TitanTron and begins counting down from thirty.

Mickie backs away from Victoria and talks hold of her leg then lifts it up and rests it on her shoulder. Vicky’s pussy is spread wide open and Mickie begins rubbing her microphone against it while she lightly whispers. “Get ready…”

When the countdown clock reaches ten, Torrie and the perverts begin a countdown.

TEN!

NINE!

EIGHT!

SEVEN!

SIX!

FIVE!

FOUR!

THREE!

TWO!

ONE!

BANG!

A quick blast of pyro goes off on the stage and a banner drops from the rafters showing a picture of Mickie holding the Women’s Championship on her shoulder with the words 100 Days under it.

“GO MARIA!” Mickie shouts as she jams the microphone inside Victoria.

“UUAAAHHHH!” Victoria howls in pleasure as Mickie begins to churn the microphone inside of her.

Meanwhile, across the ring, Maria starts licking and lapping at Melina’s upside-down and spread pussy. She was sitting on Melina’s face so the A-Lister’s moans were muffled as the adorable backstage interviewer continues to munch her box.

“MMMM! MMMMM! MMMMMMM!”

The perverts in the crowd are going nuts and are torn on what to watch. Maria has wrapped her arms around Melina and his squeezing the fleshy cheeks of Melina’s ass as she continues to eat her out. Meanwhile Mickie is pistoning the microphone in and out of Victoria at a rapid pace with one hand and is using her free hand to fondle the Broken Diva’s naked boobs.

Torrie glances out of the ring at Candice who is staring at the depraved scene in disgust. The blonde shakes her head and waves Candice off.

Vicky reaches her climax first and screams out as she squirts around the microphone inside her. “AAAUUGGGHH! AAAAAHH! MIIICKIIIIEEE!”

Melina follows seconds later and she cums all over Maria’s face. “MMMMMMM! MMHHMMMM! MHHHHHHMMMMMM!”

The fans go wild with a loud cheer. THAT WAS AWESOME! THAT WAS AWESOME!

Mickie removes the microphone and steps backwards. Vicky’s legs give out and she drops down to sit with her legs spread in the corner.

“Thanks Vicky!” Mickie exclaims as she kneels in front of Vicky and plants a quick kiss on Victoria’s forehead.

Torrie bents down which causes her skimpy nurse uniform to ride up and expose her ass and pussy to the crowd as she fishes into her shoe and pulls out a tiny silver key.

Maria climbs off of Melina and steps out of the way. The A-List Diva’s mouth his hanging open in a silent moan. Torrie uses the key to unlock both sets of handcuffs. Melina’s legs drop down to the mat and she immediately rolls out of the ring and drops to the floor… then crawls under the ring in a desperate attempt to finally end her exposure.

Sexy Doctor Maria and Sexy Nurse Torrie then cross the ring and help Victoria up and then throw the Broken Diva’s arms over their shoulders as they lead her into the middle of the ring. Mickie crawls over and kneels in front of Vicky then raises her Women’s Championship over her head.

Mickie picks up the microphone that Torrie had been using earlier. “So thanks to Vicky retaining my championship for me… I’ve got an announcement to make! My team won the Eight-Person Mixed Tag Team Match earlier so that counts as a win over Melina for me. No one here can say that I didn’t do my part and take one for the team. So now that I’ve beaten everyone on Raw… I’ve decided to expand my prospective pool of challengers. This Saturday is Saturday Night’s Main Event and it’s a chance to do just that. I’m officially announcing the Mickie James Bikini Bull Riding Contest. It’s an open challenge and is simple in concept… everyone wears a bikini and the diva that lasts the longest on the bull is the winner. And whether that woman is a Raw Diva that i’ve already faced, a diva from Smackdown or one of the ECW Vixens… I’ll put my Women’s Championship on the line against her next week on WWE After Hours in an Anything Goes Match! MAY THE BEST WOMAN WIN!”

The crowd pops at the announcement and WWE After Hours goes off the air with Mickie, Vicky, Torrie and Maria still celebrating in the ring.

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And there it is. I hope the big match between Melina and Victoria was worth the wait. The Star-Making Performance referred to in the chapter title was actually referring to Victoria. Now she’s been elevated up close to Mickie’s level in popularity and at the very least it’s no longer a one-woman division.

I know there was a lot of build-up in this chapter. But I’ve always felt it’s the storylines that help elevate great matches up to the next level. If I wanted to watch pointless matches that don’t amount to anything I’ll watch the current Monday Night Raw. You, my readers, deserve better than that so I’m doing my best to create an interesting ongoing storyline.

Now if you’ll excuse me… I’M GOING TO WRESTLEMANIA!

On hiatus
 

I'm putting this story on hold for a bit.

The three sections of the last chapter came to a total of forty pages and nearly twenty thousand words. There were many late nights involved and it took a lot more effort than I ever expected when I started this project. Now I'm feeling kind of burnt out and unmotivated to start another chapter. I guess, like the WWE, I'm in my post-WrestleMania slump.

I've been neglecting some of my other projects so I'm going to turn my focus back to them while I take my break. I'll probably be back in a few months. Hopefully the WWE's current product will improve enough to inspire more writing. I posted this note because I didn't want to worry anybody that's still reading by just stopping cold turkey.