WEST REGION ACTION
#8 - Marge Peterson - Warehouse Worker
vs
#9 - Jesse Jones - Nanny
The first match that caught everyone's attention at the Peach Pit
that featured a familiar face Marge Peterson.
Marge was the reigning club champion the year the establishment was born before tourism set in and expansion grew among st its diversity
of fighters and age groups. Some of the locals still claim here to be the Catfight Queen despite being retired a year
after she won it. None of the newer fighters challenged her and being there was a shortage of fighters to begin with back in 2012
they had strip her of her crown.
Then to add insult to injury none of her past victories were brought into place as she was passed over as not being the #1 seed
in her region as it was a bitter pill to swallow.
When newcomer to the club Jesse Jones, a happy go lucky Nanny, with a zest for new experiences stepped into the ring it
only fueled the fire within Marge. Someone was going to pay for this humiliation. I"ll show them who wears the crown around
here.
Peach Pit Rules states there are no time limits , anything goes , to knockout or pinfall.
Marge stood in her corner stewing hands on hips as Jesse Jones walked through the cage door into the massive circular walled
Roman style sand fight pit. Looking up it was three leves of industrial bars and seats offering a panoramic view of this amazing
testament to primal combat about to take place. A freight elevator rode up taking each patron to levels 1-3, with level 4 restricted
only to the fighters participating in which a short password phrase had to be entered to gain access.
Looking at this quiet community church you'd never think it served as the heart of serving Gladiator fights instead of
serving the Lord . However, when one priest falls behind on his payments and needs a loan where does one go to turn to
when his temptation to give into his sins for gambling than his local bookie. The rest is history, and someone had to pay,
and surely it wasn't going to be the mob. In order to make sure there was no misunderstanding they created a false front
throwing fights after scheduled masses in turning one of the church's confessional corners into the freight elevator that took
its passenger down into the pit of the cavern of their wildest dreams of desires.
That's what happens when one makes a deal with the Devil because in the end...the devil comes to collect
Marge's opponent Jesse quickly stripped off her red silk robe wasting no time rushing up to the center of the ring.
Marge snickered and shook her head. The younger fighter looked as sexy as hell not bearing the same kind of confidence in her opponent
but looked determined as Marge walked up to the center pointing her finger at Jesse.
"You sure you want to mess up that face blondie? Marge questioned her
"You know I think I can handle my own Grandma" Jesse responded
"It's your funeral" Marge replied as the two quickly gave each other space walking away from each other throwing up their fists as the crowd reacted to the response for the inner
fight walls were miced up.
They both made their way to the center as Marge taunted her "Let's go rookie, come on" .
Jesse sneered and threw left, right, combs to Marge's head and sides before she had enough quickly shoving Jesse before connecting with a knee lift to her stomach.
Stunned , Jesse doubled forward groaning with quick flashes of her life dancing in her head leaving herself quite vulnerable
for Marge's power drilling elbow smash across her shoulders.
It took only a few moments for the pain and reality to settle in as Eve dropped to her knees
groaning holding her back. Marge back leaning her head looking down on her opponent "Psst, Hey Honey
this ain't no Sunday school picnic. You're in my yard now".
Jesse became wary as she slowly stood up to her feet in which Marge took the chance raking her back with her claws , scratching, and warming Jesse's skin,
but also seemed to warm Jesse up with the though of a quick kick to her thigh backing up Marge.
With her opponent backed up temporarily it gave just enough ample room for Jesse to make a run at
Marge . She tackled into Marge, waist locking, the brunette driving her back to the wall.
Jesse pushed back Marge and threw a fist into her stomach temporarily stunning her opponent.
Marge then leaned back up , quickly offering a blinding surprise, raked across Jesse's face, pulling her back as Marge connected
with a walloping backhand across her face as Jesse staggered back as Marge got out of that tight corner.
Jesse, feeling unprepared, and angered at her approached quickly thrust herself at Marge feeling a sense of desperation
locking up with her in tug of war which ended with yet another knee to Jesse's chest dropping her down to a knee.
Marge wasted no time picking her up by the hair and applying a choke hold to Jesse as she waved her arms up frantically trying to get free. She was able to free up an arm and elbow Marge
to her side to escape.
Jesse slowly staggered out holding her throat and to gain some ground caught Marge in a side head lock, with Marge grunting bending her down just enough for Jesse to bring her up and drive an elbow
between Marge's shoulder blades. Marge dropped to a knee, and Jesse was on her, using her hair to get her to her feet to deliver a stunning body slam in the square of the pit.
Jesse got up , walked back, took a deep breath , ran and delivered a thunderous body splash to wind Marge .
Marge knew what was coming as her body was left open to attack as Jesse slammed two hard knees down into Marge's chest area.
The veteran fighter now in pain sensing a potential cxnt shot between the legs rolled over to the side as Jesse rolled her over forcing her on her back as Jesse leaped on top of her.
Marge was now in trouble as Jesse applied a choke hold for about 30 seconds before punching her in the breasts and then leaped off grabbing Marge by the hair and forcing her to her feet.
Then Jesse unleashed a sharp kick to her stomach making an impact further as Marge stood bent over moaning slightly.
Feeling a glimmer of hope Jesse grabbed her harms and Irish whipped her into the wall which saw Marge hit the walls head and chest first.
The shock sent Marge staggering back dazed dropping to one knee as Jesse brought her up by the hair and drove a punch strike across Marge's lower back as she collapsed down on the floor holding her sides and head.
Jesse then looked up at the crowd smiled threw her arms up the air strutting around and then looked down at her opponent
"I guess this sort of thing doesn't fit you like a glove anymore DOESN'T IT?
Jesse then walked over grabbed Marge up by her hair pulling her up only to be met with an eye gouge to the face by the dirty veteran stunning Jesse temporarily blinding her bent over
leaving her open for a sharp back kick to the body sending Jesse howling down to the ground holding her back as Marge walks back measuring her. Then pounces on Jesse giving her a taste of her own medicine with her own full body splash.
Now that cocky cxnt was settled down Marge saw her opportunity and picked her up by her hair and wrapped on another full choke hold around her neck keeping her in place.
Taking advantage of the hold, Marge then transitioned to a side head lock hold and quickly whipped Jesse into the far side of the wall . Jesse's head bounces back up against as she turns around punch drunk staggering forward as a quick sidekick to her face
knocked the sails out of her, leaving a flicker of blood and sweat, as she collapses down to the ground.
Marge moves in for the kill but Jessie still feeling some life left in her
lashes out a foot catching the older woman with a blow on her thigh. The connecting blow was enough to allow
Jesse with a fresh set of cuts and bruises on her left, and right side of her face sporting a bloody nose to get back up to her feet. However the short offensive came to a halt as Marge once again catches Jesse with a knee lift to her stomach faking her temporary pain .
Grabbing a handful of hair hearing of fury of cries from Jessie, Marge hauled her down to the floor leaving Jesse in a seated position.
The fierce veteran wasted no time driving a knee to her back before applying a choke hold from behind.
Jesse flailed her arms frantically feeling the effects of the veterans firm strong grip across her throat. Feeling her window of opportunity soon closing, Jesse latched onto Marge's hair . Marge quickly
broke the hold and threw a sharp stinging forearm across the back of Jesse's neck bringing her down to the floor.
Now feeling a second wind come over her Marge grabbed Jessie by the hair bring her back up to her feet and whipped her into wall as Jesse rebounded as Marge lifted her up in a bear hug.
This sent a warm sharp pain of cries and pleas throwing Jesse's arms in the air as she tried to spit or distract her by slapping Marge hard in the face.
However, Marge wasted no time in converting the hold into a devastating atomic drop putting Jesse on her back holding her crotch rolling around holding it in pain squirming as
Marge walks forward "Hurts when its done right by a pro HUH?
Marge then back up and then sent an elbow across the young gal's sweet breasts.
as Jesse rolled over on her chest as Marge crawled over to her bringing her up by her hair onto her knees and sending a hard shot to her stomach sending
her up against Marge. Marge then held her back with one arm against Jesse's shoulder and threw a couple of sharp shots to her breasts followed by hard shots to the face spewing out blood as Eve's arms flapped in the wind
as the crowd chanted "More, Pain" clap, clap, clap "More Pain"
as Marge smiled in anticipation for the cruelty that she was about to endure as she picked up Jesse
for a powerful body slam leaving her in a finished state as Jesse stood there in a bloody unconscious mess as Marge ran for a body splash connecting on top of her for a thunderous applause.
Now the chants grew louder "Finish, Her" clap, clap, clap "Finish her" clap clap clap
as Marge grabbed the lifeless Jesse up by the hair in a tight side head lock kissing her head "Night, night, sweetpea" as she runs jumps into a Bulldog move sending Jesse's head smashing into the floor in which the impact bounces her off the floor onto her back her body now
convulsing.
Marge was then brought to her feet by the referee who rang the bell throwing her arms up in the air as she quickly cuts to a fading
picture of Jesse as the young lifeless fighter lays, flat out, naked in the center of the pit. She prances around arms up in the air thinking it truly was one of my best fights in awhile and certainly was the sexiest. It's a shame that gal will never see the light of day again
but its the price she paid for being hooked and agreeing to a fight for which your outcome can turn on a dime and cost you big time,
That was the law of the jungle around these parts.