Everyone stepped back as Stacy let go of the wedgie and both women dropped down to there knee’s. Erin let go of the bite and somewhere somehow found a way to find the energy to grab the front and back of Stacy’s panties and screamed at the top of her lungs as she simultaneously yanked them upwards while standing and running at the exit door.
Erin threw Stacy at the door and then collapsed down onto her knees. She rolled onto her back and slowly and carefully started to take off her own panties. As the fabric was leaving her sensitive area she screamed “Damn you Keibler”
Kelly Monaco had run outside to check on her friend “Stacy enough is enough everyone here knows that your tough and you took a lot but this is it. Just stay down and “
“yeah she’s right y’know you are tough but Erin’s tougher, its ok to be second best I mean like Kelly’s second to me” Kim Kardashian said right behind Kelly Monaco
“Shut up Kardashian, you no talented hag” It wasn’t Kelly but it was Melissa Rycroft “There isn’t a person in this shows history thinks you are ahead of Kelly in any competition. So don’t try and guilt Stacy into getting up, she and erin fought one hell of a fight and “
“Enough this fight isn’t over and you all are acting like she won. Ow ouch ow oh my god” Stacy removed her own panties and Kelly started to cry while Kardashian had a huge smile on her face and Rycroft just shook her head no.
Stacy Keibler was back on her feet staring at the wide open door, Erin Andrews stumbled her way into the doorway. Both women on shaky legs stared at the other and in there minds they ran at each other but they actually limp ran at each other slowly and surely they collided.
Stacy got her hands on Erin’s face dug her nails in and Erin got a firm grip on Stacy’s breast and squeezed so hard she broke the titflesh. Stacy let go of her assault on Erin and was desperate when she decided to do what Erin did and went to bite Erin’s neck but Erin could feel Stacy’s breath near her neck and pushed Stacy away.
Stacy struggled to stay on her feet but somehow maintained her balance. Erin came forward and went for a big sloppy punch that Stacy ducked and felt Erin’s large tits on her shoulder so she lifted Erin Andrews up in the air and then fell down.
Stacy threw her leg over and was seating atop Erin’s stomach, she sat up straight and those that could see Stacy from the front were amazed. Stacy got her hands on Erin’s large chest and all the muscles in her torso was flexed from the pressure she was putting on digging her hands into Erin’s tits and lifting them upwards. The veins in her neck seemed ready to pop but they lead down through her chest, over to her shoulders down her bicep leading to the forearms finally into Stacy’s hands.
Erin was screaming, thinking about offering her surrender; she knew all along a fight with Stacy would be one of the most difficult physical challenges in her life. She thought about so many things in the seconds she was being tortured. How she was a role model that so many could look up to vs. Stacy who never did anything as important as her. She had to win this fight for people who needed a legitimate role model, people should never look up to as a role model.
Stacy leaned forward to get more pressure on Erin’s tits, she knew it was just a matter of time now. Stacy worked so hard at everything, spent so many years in WWE and then Dancing with the Stars. She never got the acting career she wanted but she was so happy in her life. This bitch was just a sportscaster, they weren’t friends. Being on this show, finishing in the same place neither showing up for all-stars only one could be the dominant tall blonde Amazon from Dancing with the Stars.
Erin opened her eyes and saw Stacy leaning forward so she threw her two arms up, fists clenched she hit Stacy in both ears with the inside knuckle and thumb. Stacy’s grip loosened and Erin could feel it so she did the same move two more times and finally Stacy’s death grip on her tits was gone.
Erin turned her hips and threw Stacy off the top, she wanted to get up and beat up on Stacy Keibler, return the favour of what Stacy did to her. She was in so much pain though she needed to rest, she took a deep breath and regrettably brought her hands up to her tits. She could feel the abrasions on her chest, feel were Stacy’s fingers nails broke the skin and how deep they actually dug in.
Erin slowly got back up to her feet and looked Stacy was getting up as well but Stacy’s back was turned to her. She dove at the back of Stacy’s leg, Stacy’s moneymaker the only thing Stacy could truly brag about. She clipped Stacy in the back of the leg and then crawled to the garbage bin and hauled herself up to her feet.
Stacy was screaming in pain, rolling around holding her leg, Erin could barely stand at this point. She was leaning against the garbage bin and the sight of Stacy Keibler in pain was warming her body. It still disturbed her that she felt pleasure seeing someone else in pain but maybe it was what happens when you fight someone who is hell bent on trying to tear you in half.
Erin pushed herself away and kicked Stacy in the ribs. “Give up Stacy, I beat you.”
Stacy threw herself at Erin while screaming “No”
Erin moved away and batted Stacy down to her chest. Erin looked around at everyone; she knew she was beaten up. She was bloody and she was naked in front of so many people. Stacy violated her, but she violated Stacy as well.
This brawl, this war was nearly over though and she made a step toward Stacy. She bent down and grabbed Keiblers ankles. Dragging Keibler away from the garbage tin, Stacy’s breast were being scraped against the rough payment ripping her bra apart. Erin turned Stacy around but got hit with something in the knee.
Stacy had grabbed a wooden broom handle and swung it when she was being flipped over and connected solid with Erin’s knee dropping the sports caster forward.
On top of Stacy now, Erin could feel Stacy’s hands behind her back taking her bra off. She in turn got her hands up on Stacy’s bra strap and slid the remnants of the torn bra off. Now the two blondes were completely naked and they started to roll around the pavement. They got to the garbage bin and were on their sides, they slowly started to get up.
As they were getting up Stacy slammed Erin’s head into the steel bin and Erin fell back down to her knees. She yanked Stacy’s head down as well and twisted Stacy to her right. Keiblers neck at a painful position could not follow up on what she did to Erin and now Erin got back up and returned the favour and slammed Stacy’s head into the bin.
She tried to throw Stacy away but couldn’t and got hit with a uppercut to the left breast. That took Erin’s breath away and Stacy got her hands on Erin’s large breasts and started to slam Erin’s back into the garbage bin.
Stacy stepped back to get maximum room so she could hit Erin with a head kick and knock her out but the host of Fox College Football pushed off the garbage and hit a uppercut that twisted Stacy’s body nearly dropping her.
Stacy didn’t fall though and turned around with the intent of hitting Erin with a few punches. Instead the long leg of Erin Andrews came upwards, the shin bone connecting with Stacy’s ear.
Stacy Keibler was folded with her shins under her thighs. Arms up in the air shaking and head twisted to a side with drool coming from her mouth. Stacy Keibler was knocked unconscious by Erin Andrews who stood over her victorious.
She straightened Stacy’s body and stood over her just looking down, people taking pictures of the victorious Erin Andrews over the conquered Stacy Keibler. Every question the two ever had, every question anyone ever had between Erin and Stacy just got answered. Who could take more punishment, Erin. Who was the better fighter, Erin.
To finish it off Erin picked Stacy Keibler up onto her shoulders and threw her inside the trash bin and locked it shut.
“How’s that for your dream fight?” She screamed as the producers who organized all this wouldn’t look at her.
No they were staring at the uneasy tension between Kelly Monaco and Melissa Rycroft
