Following last week on RAW, a house show in Florida was the night Stacy would fight Test, hopefully escaping Test's services, if not, she would once again be Test's manager. Stacy wore black leather shorts and a "Princess" t-shirt, matched with black knee and elbow pads, now walking out into the hall, passing a few wrestlers and crew men, getting pat on the back by superstars such as Trish Stratus, Maven, and The Hurricanae, all wishing her good luck. Her music played and she hit the ramp, walking down, flaunting her beautifull long legs, now stepping up to the apron and preforming the bend-over-to-get-in, waving and blowing kisses to the croud. Soon Test's music and entance video played, the pig putting her in fear in the video, just to show the croud that he was in controll. Test walked out onto the ramp, walking slower than ever with the brace on his foot.
Suddenly, before Test, even got to the apron, Stone Cold walked out, speaking loud and clear into the mic, "EHEMM! Now now now! You think Stone Cold Steve Austin would let this match go on regularly? WRONG! I allready got it cleared with the board and they said I could go along with it so Eric don't even try of your manipulative whining B.S. Want to know what the changes are? Do you? Guess? Guess you stupid son of a bitch!" Test and Stacy just stared at him, not knowing what he was going to do, "Stone Cold Steve Austin is the special guest referee!" the croud roared and Test looked even more scared than ever, Stacy with a wide grin on her pretty face.
Test made his way up the apron, Stone Cold getting in soon as well. Test aproached Stacy, aparently wanting to take this battle head on. But Stacy quickly gave his a nice kick to the leg, Test acheing in pain. Stacy turned to the croud, raising her hand in pre-celebration, showing that SHE was in controll. Then she was tapped on the back of her sholder, turning to kick Test in the leg, but what then it hit her like a ice cube down her back. Test stood there, grinning, the brace that was once on his leg just a few seconds ago now in his hand, the man throwing it to the side. He grabbed Stacy, shaking her to bring the fear back within her. She struggled, but the man over powered her by way too much.
Stacy quickly lifted her foot, swiftly kicking him in the groin where he kneeled in pain, now on his knees in tears. Stacy pointed and laughed at him, now taking advantage by spinning back kicking him on the temple of the head, Test falling to the ground and Stacy taking the pin, stone cold sliding to the ground and slapping his hands on the mat: 1...2..- cut off by Test's sholdier thrusting in the air.
Test got up, grabbing Stacy by her blonde hair and slamming her to the ground with such brute fource, Miss Keibler now grabbing her back in imence overwelming pain. Test went for the pin: 1...2..-Stacy lifted her arm up, Test now getting her up and placeing her against the turnbuckle, backing up about 5 yards and charging at her, lifting up his boot, about to hit the Big Boot, but Stacy found it within her to move to the side. She quickly crawled under the rope and got onto the floor, going under the ring and grabbing and chair, soon running back in as Test just got out as well.
She got on her feet, about to clock Test with the steel chair, but the man grabbed it as it came down and ripped it out of her hands. Stacy panniced and with the burst of shock, she booted the chair, slamming the cold steel onto Test's face. Stacy ran for the pin, nearly tripping as she hooked the leg, Stone Cold tapping: 1...2..-cut off by the arm of Test jumping into the air.
Test got to his feet, punching Stacy in the gut. The young woman nearly yelped in pain, but she thought of something, it would be her only way to win. Stacy sucked it up and with everything she had, she pushed Test into Stone Cold, Test now looking horrified. Stone Cold flipped off Test, then hitting the Stone Cold Stunned, Stacy now going for the pin, the special guest refferee counting: 1...2...3!
The crowd roared at Stacy, her music now playing. She felt overwelmed with joy, now bending over to the croud, shaking her ass to the croud just to hear them roar more. She then gave one shake to Stone Cold, Steve Austin grinning as he signaled for beers, Stone Cold caught two, tausing one to Stacy, the blonde figuring now 'what the hell?!'. She opened the can and chugged it down, the beverage flowing down her her small top. Stacy chugged one can after another, feeling her body get drunk slowly, but she was now free, and none of that mattered anymore. No more Test yelling at her, no more being Test's sex slave, no more hitting her across the face, it was all over!
Suddenly, before Test, even got to the apron, Stone Cold walked out, speaking loud and clear into the mic, "EHEMM! Now now now! You think Stone Cold Steve Austin would let this match go on regularly? WRONG! I allready got it cleared with the board and they said I could go along with it so Eric don't even try of your manipulative whining B.S. Want to know what the changes are? Do you? Guess? Guess you stupid son of a bitch!" Test and Stacy just stared at him, not knowing what he was going to do, "Stone Cold Steve Austin is the special guest referee!" the croud roared and Test looked even more scared than ever, Stacy with a wide grin on her pretty face.
Test made his way up the apron, Stone Cold getting in soon as well. Test aproached Stacy, aparently wanting to take this battle head on. But Stacy quickly gave his a nice kick to the leg, Test acheing in pain. Stacy turned to the croud, raising her hand in pre-celebration, showing that SHE was in controll. Then she was tapped on the back of her sholder, turning to kick Test in the leg, but what then it hit her like a ice cube down her back. Test stood there, grinning, the brace that was once on his leg just a few seconds ago now in his hand, the man throwing it to the side. He grabbed Stacy, shaking her to bring the fear back within her. She struggled, but the man over powered her by way too much.
Stacy quickly lifted her foot, swiftly kicking him in the groin where he kneeled in pain, now on his knees in tears. Stacy pointed and laughed at him, now taking advantage by spinning back kicking him on the temple of the head, Test falling to the ground and Stacy taking the pin, stone cold sliding to the ground and slapping his hands on the mat: 1...2..- cut off by Test's sholdier thrusting in the air.
Test got up, grabbing Stacy by her blonde hair and slamming her to the ground with such brute fource, Miss Keibler now grabbing her back in imence overwelming pain. Test went for the pin: 1...2..-Stacy lifted her arm up, Test now getting her up and placeing her against the turnbuckle, backing up about 5 yards and charging at her, lifting up his boot, about to hit the Big Boot, but Stacy found it within her to move to the side. She quickly crawled under the rope and got onto the floor, going under the ring and grabbing and chair, soon running back in as Test just got out as well.
She got on her feet, about to clock Test with the steel chair, but the man grabbed it as it came down and ripped it out of her hands. Stacy panniced and with the burst of shock, she booted the chair, slamming the cold steel onto Test's face. Stacy ran for the pin, nearly tripping as she hooked the leg, Stone Cold tapping: 1...2..-cut off by the arm of Test jumping into the air.
Test got to his feet, punching Stacy in the gut. The young woman nearly yelped in pain, but she thought of something, it would be her only way to win. Stacy sucked it up and with everything she had, she pushed Test into Stone Cold, Test now looking horrified. Stone Cold flipped off Test, then hitting the Stone Cold Stunned, Stacy now going for the pin, the special guest refferee counting: 1...2...3!
The crowd roared at Stacy, her music now playing. She felt overwelmed with joy, now bending over to the croud, shaking her ass to the croud just to hear them roar more. She then gave one shake to Stone Cold, Steve Austin grinning as he signaled for beers, Stone Cold caught two, tausing one to Stacy, the blonde figuring now 'what the hell?!'. She opened the can and chugged it down, the beverage flowing down her her small top. Stacy chugged one can after another, feeling her body get drunk slowly, but she was now free, and none of that mattered anymore. No more Test yelling at her, no more being Test's sex slave, no more hitting her across the face, it was all over!