Ilse doesn’t have time to get up from the mat when Marie steps in. Marie dashes at her niece, grabbing her with her hands around her waist and slamming her in the mat with all her weight. The shock the air out of the young woman. Immediately, Marie goes for a scissor hold, wrapping her legs around Ilse’s torso while holding her wrists. She begins to squeeze, trying to build on her advantage.
Ilse feels the pain, as can be seen by the frantic movements of her shapely legs, as her feet hits the mat aimlessly. She tries to push back Marie’s legs with her hands but her opponent’s hold on her wrists keeps her from doing it.
So she swaps tactics and starts to twist her body, until she faces Marie who then holds her into a front scissor hold. Then she muscle her way up on her knees, while Marie is still holding her wrists.
Then Ilse gets on her feet and uses her weight and her arms to pin Marie down. When the older woman realizes what is happening, she let go her scissor hold but it is too late. She rests only on her shoulders. So she tries to tumble backward, her legs over her head, in order to fall back on her hands and knees.
But she is much too slow. The quicker and younger Ilse makes a few steps forward and finds herself literally sitting on Marie’s butt,
Kris sees his mother, head and shoulders down, wrapped on herself with her butts and legs up, reduced to a pile of pale and flabby flesh. Ilse grabs Marie’s legs with her hands and sits on her thigh, literally crushing her on the ground and cutting her air.
Ginny is already counting-“1…”
What saves Marie is Ilse’s inexperience. Instead of concentrating on the victory at hand, she can’t resist avenging her mother for the de-bra-ing she suffered n the previous fall.
Ilse reaches behind her to grab Marie’s panties and pull them down her legs. The crowd cheers at the move but it shifts Ilse’s weight and gives a few inches to Marie who twists her body and falls on the side, slipping partly from under Ilse who loses her balance and have to touch the mat with her hands not to fall.
It saves Marie both from immediate defeat and public humiliation.
Nevertheless, the 58 year old is exhausted and Kris can see the harrowing expression on his mother’s face as she tries clumsily but so slowly to crawl away from Ilse.
The younger woman then catches Marie’s ankle and drags her backward, to prevent her to go to her corner and make the tag.
A panicked Marie tries to dig her nails in the canvas and go forward. She slips on the fabric, so she twist her body and tries to kick her opponent away but her moves are slow and weak because she is tired and out of breath.
But Ilse is not so fresh herself and Marie’s body is slippery with sweat, making it hard to keep a firm hold. Nevertheless, inch by inch, Ilse is dragging Marie towards her corner where Anne is stretching her arm over the ropes, waiting for the tag.
Eventually, the 27 year-old comes close enough to tag her mother’s hand.
Anne literally jumps in the ring and attacks, immediately, her sister.
Before anybody can say “how” she is near Marie and brutally kicks her in the stomach.
Marie’s body twist like a pretzel but Kris notices, at the very moment of the kick , the pain on Anne’s face.
She hurts her toe! She must have it a rib with her naked toe.
As Marie is in pain on the floor, Anne lifts her right foot, with which she just kicked her sister and hops on one foot to the ropes. She grabs the upper rope and stay on one foot, moving her toes, trying to stop the pain.
Marie crawls towards her corner.
Anne tries to pursue Marie, stepping on one foot, which makes her naked breast bounce nicely. As she tries to double over to catch Marie’s leg, she loses her balance and falls face first. She must use her hands to avoid hitting the canvas with her face. Then she goes on all four and catch up with Marie. She hugs her waist from behind and pins her to the mat.
She tries to catch Marie’s arms and pull them behind but the older sister is fidgeting frantically, she eventually turns on her back and, as Anne is rising above her, trying to straddle her, Marie grabs both Anne’s breast with her hand, digging her nails in the soft white flesh. Anne screams and rolls on the side. She catches Marie’s wrists and pushes her hands away from her breast, already showing red scratch marks.
As both women are lying on their side, Marie starts kicking at Anne, who retaliates in kind. They are too close to give a real good kick but they manage to push each other away.
A completely exhausted Marie lies on her back for a moment, breathing hard. Massaging her sore breast, Anne starts getting up on her feet. Her legs are a bit shaky, though, when she makes a first step toward Marie, still lying down.
Everybody including Kris had his eyes on the two combatants in the ring, so nobody was paying attention to the two women outside the ring. It is only now that Kris notices his wife Elle. She just jumped down from ringside and, staying on the floor, out of the ropes, walked just behind Anne. The 30 year-old then just slips under the bottom ropes, head first and catches both Anne’s ankles. She then pulls with all her strength.
Anne screams as she feels the mat going from under her feet and she falls, face first, on the ring.
Ginny shouts a warning to her, as if she had just seen her after she had done the deed.
Kris remembers what the Masked Writer told him about Ginny : “She is a very good referee but she knows better than to spoil a good show…”
He sees that now. Ginny strictly speaking, should disqualify Elle for this. But she shows no sign of doing it.
In no time, Elle is on back on the outskirt of the ring and stretches her arm over the rope, asking Marie to tag her.
But Marie is really exhausted and she takes a few seconds even to realize what is going on. Then she turns on her side and, with difficulty, gets up on hands and knees. She slowly crawls towards her corner.
Anne, dizzy, lifts her head and sees what is going on. Kris notices that her nose is bleeding. She obviously doesn’t want to face Elle and have no more stomach for trying to hold back her sister. She starts crawling towards her own corner as well.
In a split-second both teams make the tag. Elle and Ilse jump in the ring while their partners slouch under the ropes.
Kris can see Ilse has a moment of hesitation when she sees that Elle is now also in the ring.
The people in the audience hold their breath in expectation, as the two younger women in the ring get ready for a fight.
Anne’s blonde daughter is wary of fighting Kris’ athletic wife. Eventually, she decides to go for a full frontal attack and she jumps, lifting her shapely leg in a kick aimed at Elle’s muscular stomach.
Not quite quick enough, A bit too telegraphed. Elle has seen her coming and just makes one step aside. Ilse’s foot barely caresses her hip and the formidable 30 year-old catches Ilse’s ankle.
Ilse stays in a unsteady balance for a moment, hopping on one foot.
The Elle, using all her muscle, pushes the blonde’s leg upward, sending her in an uncontrolled flip-flap, feet over head.
She screams and falls heavily on the mat, head and shoulders first.
Her body sort of unfolds until she is flat on her face. Then she remains motionless, stunned.
Elle deliberately closes in on her and pushes her with her foot, rolling her on her back.
Kris sees that his aunt’s daughter is not completely unconscious as her eyes are opens but she obviously is technically K.O.
She lies on her back, arms and legs spread, breathing hard, limp.
Elle doubles over and, with one hand, grabs Ilse’s black bra. She pulls it, lifting her victim’s torso from the canvas, and then, using her other hand, she pulls it over Ilse’s head. The crowd goes wild as Ilse‘s small but perfect, white round breast are exposed to the light.
When the bra is pulled over her head, she falls on her back again, still so stunned she doesn’t even try to hide her tits.
Elle makes the bra swing over her head and then, throws it in the cheering crowd.
Ilse is coming back to life and rolls on the side, she gets up on her knees. Seeing this, Elle goes behind her and kicks her just between the shoulderblades. It is more like a brutal push than an actual kick but it sends Ilse face first on the mat.
Then, Elle walks over the downed blonde and puts her feet on each side of her hips. Then she grabs Ilse’s panties and, before the dizzy 27 can make a move, she pulls them down her legs and her ankles, takes them off completely and throws them into the crowd.
The audience is wild and it seems it takes a moment before the youngest of the girls in the ring realizes she is stark naked and everybody can see her white bums.
She hesitates to get up and let everybody sees more than her bums. This is a fatal mistake.
Elle now goes for the kill. She grabs both Ilse’s arms and pulls her up on her knees, before putting her left feet firmly between her victim’s shoudlerblades, holding them in an excruciating standing surfboard.
Then she pulls on Ilse’s wrists with all her strength.
Ilse screams and cries, while her perfect body is exposed, nude and for all to see, from her perfect breast to her shaved pussy, the pale skin of those areas contrasting with the tan on the rest of her body.
Ilse bravely tries to muscle her way out but to no avail. Her ribs looks like they are going to pierce her skin.
Finally, she cries : “I quit!”
Ginny orders to ring the bell.
Elle lets go her hold on Ilse who falls on the mat, face first, her shoulders moving as she sobs from the pain and the humiliation.
Marie jumps in the ring and hugs Elle. The winning team congratulates each other while Anne is also stepping in and tries to comfort her daughter.
The crowd cheers as the Masked Writer announces :
-“The winner of the third fall and, therefore th match : Elle and Marie!”
Kris sees his mother proudly raising her arms, holding Elle’s wrist, while the more than half naked defeated team of his aunt and cousin are helping each other out of the ring. He thinks Marie now having his revenge, maybe the whole catfight business between the sisters will be finally put to rest.
Or maybe not.
Anyway, he is not sure which way he’d prefer…
The End
