Stacy Keibler was bent over, streatching her long 42" legs, wearing small, tight, and pink shorts with a Brtiney Spears t-shirt wich was tied up to make it into a belly shirt. Suddenly, Test came from behind her, slapping her on her ass, Stacy disgusted, but with little she could do, for the taller, much more muscular man over powered her easily. And as soon as she gave him a drop dead stare, Scott Steiner walked behind Test, carrying Test's bags, Scott looking at Stacy, but she couldn't see his eyes becayse they were covered in dark black shades. Just the sight of him made her shiver, she had two powerfull men that could easily tear her apart, and no one to save her.
Stacy had a title shot tonight, against the women's champion: Molly Holly, who has been putting a fight to some of the best women in sports entertainment, such as Gail Kim, Lita, and the Babe of The Year 3 times in a row Trish Stratus. It was now nearly time for the match to start, Stacy heading out towards the ramp, her enterance music playing, "Legs" by Kid Rock (a cover from ZZ Top), now stepping behind the curtain.
"This is singles match for the Women's Championship, making her way to the ring, WWE Diva Stacy Keibler!" Lilian Garcia, the announcer lady who was well known for her memorable preformance of The National Anthem. The croud roared her name, adoring the baby-face as she strut her long legs down he ramp, when getting to the ring she got up on the apron, extending her left leg through the gap between the highest and middle rope, then bending over and she placed her body under the exact same spot, soon letting her right leg throug has well, the croud roaring her name. As soon as her music stopped the fast paste music of Molly Holly played.
"And making her way to the ring, she is the WWE Women's Chamption: Molly Holly!" The crowd giving mixed signals of Molly, some cheering and some booing. But one thing was for sure, the crowd apreciated the tall blonde more than the brown haired heel champion. Soon Molly got in the ring, simply going under the bottom rope. Soon the bell rang, the match now officially starting. Stacy acted quickly both going around the mat, trying to avoid any quick shots. Suddenly the campion ran at Stacy, exdending her powerfull arms out, knocking the skinny blonde to the floor, her back on the mat.
Molly quickly got onto Stacy, grabbing her by the hair and slamming her head to the floor repeatidly, soon yelling, "Huh?! you want my belt?! Huh?! Do you?! Too bad!", now slapping Miss Keibler across the face. Molly quickly got up, quickly lifting her arms up, singnaling to get up and c'mon. Stacy grabbed the the rope to help her get up. Suddenly Molly charged at Stacy, the blonde using her cheerleading skills to jump above Molly, spreading out her legs just like a cheerlaeader, the brown haired woman going under her and soon bouncing off the rope, Stacy quickly extending her long right leg out, slamming onto Molly, knocking her to the fround. Stacy quickly pinned Molly, the ref. slapping his hands to the mat: 1...2..- cut off by Molly sholdier thrusting up. Stacy quickly got up and right as molly was coming up Stacy kicked molly in ther chest, once, twice, three times. But as she attempted the fourth kick, Molly grabbed a leg, her other hand gripping her own now sore breast, soon using her right leg to sweep Stacy onto her feet.
Molly quickly ran to the turnbuckle, getting up on the top, Stacy slowly getting up, the blonde's back turned towards the brown haired woman, but knowing full well what she was going to attempt. Right as Stacy turned, Molly flew into the air, preforming her signature move, the Molly-Go-Round, a front flip in mid-air, and suppose to land on the chest of her oponent, but the special was cut off by Miss Keibler spinning back kicking Molly in mid air, both from the powerful force falling to the ground, but Stacy, the one with the most energy left, stepping up. But as soon as she stood up she was met with a steel chair to the forehead, Test holding the steel in his hands, the ref. Earl Hebner catching it, signaling for the bell, the match ended in a disqualification. The muscular man signaled for the mic, the microphone being thrown to him by a stage man, Test catching it and soon speaking into the mic.
"So Stacy, you think I would just let you win the belt?! What about me?! Every match I ever had for the belt I lost because of you! You allways were a damsel in distress, and when I tried to get you out it resulted in my losing! I'm sorry Stacy, but how dare you try to win the belt, you ungratefull bitch!" He finished as he slammed the mic to the ground, now picking up Stacy's un-concience body and carrying it with him, lumped over his sholdier, walking up the ramp.
Stacy had a title shot tonight, against the women's champion: Molly Holly, who has been putting a fight to some of the best women in sports entertainment, such as Gail Kim, Lita, and the Babe of The Year 3 times in a row Trish Stratus. It was now nearly time for the match to start, Stacy heading out towards the ramp, her enterance music playing, "Legs" by Kid Rock (a cover from ZZ Top), now stepping behind the curtain.
"This is singles match for the Women's Championship, making her way to the ring, WWE Diva Stacy Keibler!" Lilian Garcia, the announcer lady who was well known for her memorable preformance of The National Anthem. The croud roared her name, adoring the baby-face as she strut her long legs down he ramp, when getting to the ring she got up on the apron, extending her left leg through the gap between the highest and middle rope, then bending over and she placed her body under the exact same spot, soon letting her right leg throug has well, the croud roaring her name. As soon as her music stopped the fast paste music of Molly Holly played.
"And making her way to the ring, she is the WWE Women's Chamption: Molly Holly!" The crowd giving mixed signals of Molly, some cheering and some booing. But one thing was for sure, the crowd apreciated the tall blonde more than the brown haired heel champion. Soon Molly got in the ring, simply going under the bottom rope. Soon the bell rang, the match now officially starting. Stacy acted quickly both going around the mat, trying to avoid any quick shots. Suddenly the campion ran at Stacy, exdending her powerfull arms out, knocking the skinny blonde to the floor, her back on the mat.
Molly quickly got onto Stacy, grabbing her by the hair and slamming her head to the floor repeatidly, soon yelling, "Huh?! you want my belt?! Huh?! Do you?! Too bad!", now slapping Miss Keibler across the face. Molly quickly got up, quickly lifting her arms up, singnaling to get up and c'mon. Stacy grabbed the the rope to help her get up. Suddenly Molly charged at Stacy, the blonde using her cheerleading skills to jump above Molly, spreading out her legs just like a cheerlaeader, the brown haired woman going under her and soon bouncing off the rope, Stacy quickly extending her long right leg out, slamming onto Molly, knocking her to the fround. Stacy quickly pinned Molly, the ref. slapping his hands to the mat: 1...2..- cut off by Molly sholdier thrusting up. Stacy quickly got up and right as molly was coming up Stacy kicked molly in ther chest, once, twice, three times. But as she attempted the fourth kick, Molly grabbed a leg, her other hand gripping her own now sore breast, soon using her right leg to sweep Stacy onto her feet.
Molly quickly ran to the turnbuckle, getting up on the top, Stacy slowly getting up, the blonde's back turned towards the brown haired woman, but knowing full well what she was going to attempt. Right as Stacy turned, Molly flew into the air, preforming her signature move, the Molly-Go-Round, a front flip in mid-air, and suppose to land on the chest of her oponent, but the special was cut off by Miss Keibler spinning back kicking Molly in mid air, both from the powerful force falling to the ground, but Stacy, the one with the most energy left, stepping up. But as soon as she stood up she was met with a steel chair to the forehead, Test holding the steel in his hands, the ref. Earl Hebner catching it, signaling for the bell, the match ended in a disqualification. The muscular man signaled for the mic, the microphone being thrown to him by a stage man, Test catching it and soon speaking into the mic.
"So Stacy, you think I would just let you win the belt?! What about me?! Every match I ever had for the belt I lost because of you! You allways were a damsel in distress, and when I tried to get you out it resulted in my losing! I'm sorry Stacy, but how dare you try to win the belt, you ungratefull bitch!" He finished as he slammed the mic to the ground, now picking up Stacy's un-concience body and carrying it with him, lumped over his sholdier, walking up the ramp.