Babes, Balls, and Blood!
by Vincent T.

The bar was about as big as she had anticipated. Small as far as warehouses go, but setup with 2 seperate bars, tables for couples and plenty of standing room around the ring.
The ring, a raised platform, with used ropes surrounding it. Trish knew they were used by the WCW logo on them. But they looked pretty tight and the corner post were padded, always a good touch. The bar was dark except for the lamps randomly scattered through out the area.

She'd been to a place like this before and promised herself she'd do almost anything to not come back. But with the economy the way it was, Trish was willing to come back, even for a meager $500 appearence fee. She didn't have to do anything, fight anyone, kiss anything, or take her clothes off. All she had to do was show up, take a few pictures, smile, flaunt what God gave her, sign a few autographs and after 3 or 4 hours, go home and decide which bills to pay with the cash.

She walked in and was met by Shelly, the biker chick/hostess/co-owner of the place who hada called to invite Trish to appear. Over emails and calls, Shelly treated Trish like a star, which a big reason Trish had agreed to come, besides the money. Shelly was all smiles with Trish. Trish wondered if it was her celebrity, or the fact that Shelly was into chicks more so than dudes. Either way, Shelly was nice and trusting enough that she paid cash up front.

Shelly gave Trish an envelope with her payment and handed her an official "Balls, Blood, and Babes" t-shirt to wear for the night. Trish noticed right away that it was a size smaller than what she had requested in her email and that the rim where her cleavage would show up, was already slit, but she smiled like a newly paid $500 guest, and headed towards the dressing room to change.

Trish was first hit with the aroma, or odor, that came from the room. It was like a locker room at the end of a night. Perfume and hairspray smells couldn't over come the smells from the sweaty clothes and unwashed towels permeating on the floors and benches.

"Trish!" Trish looked up at the sound of her name, ecxpecting to find a fan or someone she met once. The woman was slightly taller than her, maybe just 2 inches. But bigger, more muscular, reddish brown hair, a big smile, and latino......

"Nidia?" Trish just now realized who it was. At lightning speed Trish's mind raced back to the last time she saw Nidia....."were we friends, were we enemies, did we have an argument....did we like each other...." it had been so many years....

All those thoughts disappeared when Nidia pulled Trish into a bearhug and laughed at how happy she was to see her.

"I heard you were guesting tonight, I was so excited. Are you able to stay for my match too? Its the main event!"

"Your match?"

"Yeah," Nidia excitedly replied, "I've got a title defense tonight, I just won it last week, and I plan on keeping it!"

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Babes, Balls, and Blood is a "Barfight Club", real fights between consenting adults. Most often women fight women, and men fight men, but on a few rare occassions, there have been some mixed matches. But on this particular night Trish had been hired to sit ringside and be a guest for a card of just women. 3 fights, the last match being for the BB&B championship.
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Trish went to let go of the hug, but Nidia was still locked in. Trish waited for Nidia to let go but soon realized that not only was Nidia bigger than Trish now, but stronger. Trish felt like she was being held in a vice. Nidia finally let go as she kissed Trish on the cheek and said again, "It sure is nice to see you again, Im glad you accepted our invitation."

"You knew I was being asked?" Trish asked.

"It was my idea, plus I own the club." Nidia smiled at Trish's look of srurpise. "Haha, I took my last 7 paychecks from Vince and started investing when I saw the writing on the wall that I was next to go, so I invested and 6 months ago bought this place. It's a gold mine. Anyway,I got to get ready for the opening parade, we all go out so the customers can place their bets before the matches begin."

Shelly was soon at Trish's side asking if she was ready. Trish slid on the "BB&B" shirt and could hardly breath, but she knew the shirt had the desired affect because Shelly hadn't looked up from Trish's assest since she pulled it down over her assests. Before they walked out, Shelly pulled out a little pocket knife and grabbed Trish's t-shirt just at the top of her cleavage and cut a slit about an inch down. "Do you really think that was necessary?" Trish asked.

"The more we can show the more they will come back and pay and pay and pay." Shelly smiled. "It should help you breath a little better."

Shelly took Trish by the hand and walked out to the ring to a loud ovation and tons of catcalls, yelling for her to "take it off", and "be careful, those puppies are gonna bust out of that shirt!" Trish smiled, waved, signed a few bald heads and chests and made her way to her seat.

Moments later, Motley Crue's "Girls, Girls, Girls" blasted on the speaker system and everyone jumped to their feet for the parade of Babes.

Trish joined the crowd by standing and applauding. The combatants came out in single file line, the first two being the first fighters in the cage. Amber and Joyce. It appearred to be an old versus young match. Trish guessed Joyce to be at about 44/45 years old, 5'8, maybe 160 solid lbs. Whereas Amber was obviously younger, barely legal, 5'5, maybe 110 pounds.

"Doesn't seem quite fair does it?" Trish asked Shelly.

"What do you mean?" Shelly seemed put off.

"I mean, that older chick is like 50 pounds heavier than the kid."

Shelly laughed, "That kid is her stepdaughter, and it was the kid who requested the match. Some sort of 'Battle for Daddy' match, their idea."

Wow, Trish thought, this is really some full of full fighting.

Amber passed by Trish first and reached out and hugged her, Trish oblidged. "I'm so excited that a real wrestler is here to watch me wrestle, I really want to make it big so I'm hoping you can watch and give me tips and all."

"Sure sure, good luck......" Trish replied as Amber was already moving on, waving to the crowd.

Trish turned back from watching Amber leave to find Joyce in her face....

"You like young pussy?" Joyce growled.

"What!?" Trish was caught off guard.

"I saw you looking at my little girl.....but thats all you get to do, she's mine bitch and don't you even think about leading her off to some big wrestling company."

Trish's shocked look from saying 'what' was still on her face when Joyce put an arm around her shoulder and turned them both towards the crowd for pictures. Joyce was smiling and waving, Trish was still puzzled by the accusations.

Before they released, Joyce's arm lowered and grabbed a handful of Trish's ass, leaned into Trish's ear and said, "I'll be watching you bitch, keep your hands on your own pussy, leave my little pussy alone." Joyce's squeeze on Trish's ass had gotten tighter and tighter as she spoke in her ear. Joyce finally let go and continued her parade, waving and smiling at the fans.

Trish felt her ass and knew she'd have a good bruise on that cheek.

Next up were two identical girls, about 22/23, long black hair, dark tans, and gourgeous. Trish knew these two could get into the WWE without hesistation but wondered which one was wrestling, she didn't hear anything about a tag match. But before she could ask Shelly, the twins were in front of her.

The girls were all smiles and waves, both laughing as they came up to Trish wearing their "BB&B" T's just as tight as Trish's t-shirt. Their cleavage seam had a slit in it as well, but it was lower and revealed almost everything but their aereolas. They stood to either side of Trish, each put an arm around her, and spun with her to look into the crowd and wave for the pitcures. Trish put her arms around the girls in kind and smiled as well.

Amid the flashed of cameras and lights, chant of "Kiss, Kiss" came from the throng.

"Oh my gosh, this is a rowdy crowd." Trish said with a smile.

"Yeah, they usually are, but they are the customers, and the customers are always right!" Julie said as she nodded at her sister Jenny.

And as if on cue, both girls leaned in and planted a kiss on each side of Trish's face. Trish smiled at the fact that the girls weren't being over bearing, and kissing on the cheek was fine, they were actually giving the crowd what they asked for, in a round about way. When julie and Jenny stood back up, some fans booed and yelled, "No, on the lips, on the mouth..."

The twins laughed, smiled at Trish, who shook her head and whispered, "I think what ya'll just did was fine."

But Jenny took Trish's chin with her free hand and pulled Trish's mouth to her own and swallowed Trish's lips with her own, Trish tried to pull away but she had one arm behind Jenny, and the other was was behind....more like being held, by Julie. Trish was stuck. But the crowd went nuts.

"Hey", Julie called out, "now I'm jealous." But Jenny held onto Trish's chin and held her in place. To break the kiss, Julie slapped the side of Trish's breast, making her cough into Jenny's mouth and Jenny releasing. But before Trish could protest, Julie pulled her chin to her mouth and pulled Trish's lips into her own. Trish finally gave up the struggle and began kissing back. Which Julie took to mean she could continue too. She pushed her toungue between Trish's lips and gave the crowd even more!

Jenny egged them on and began plucking Trish's nipples thru the t-shirt that were showing Trish's arousle from the kiss. This woke Trish back up and again she struggled, only to realize the twins had her caught between them and she couldn't do anything but wait for them to be done. Moments later, they were. The twins released Trish and went about circling the ring, waving and posing for pictures.

Trish almost fell into her seat, but Shelly caught her to keep her standing up.

"Damn Trish.." Shelly whispered into her ear as she held her up, groping her at the same time, "if your as wet as I am right now, we can skip the rest of the parade and go into the back and do something about it..."

"I'm......fine.......I'm, fine..." Trish sputtered out, knowing that being alone with Shelly right now was probably not a good thing.

Next out was Naomi, Nidia's opponent. She was as big as Nidia if not bigger, fitness-like build, short spiked hair, but same skin tone as Nidia. Trish turned to Shelly and said, "She could be Nidia's sister or something..."

"Close," Shelly answered, "she's her cousin."

Naomi walked past Trish and sneered at her. Trish worked up a welcome smile, but chuckled when Naomi rolled her eyes at her.

Like a cat, Naomi was back in front of Trish and so close to her face that Trish could feel the heat from her breath.

"What did you say bitch?" Naomi growled.

Trish had to look up slightly because Naomi was at least two inches taller than Trish. "What? Nothing, I was saying hello..."

Naomi leaned even closer, her nose nearly touching Trish's eyes, "Thats what I thought, keep your thoughts and comments to yourself, or I'll shove them somewhere that it hurts." Naomi leaned into Trish at the end of her sentence, causing Trish to reach back and grab the chair to keep from falling over it.

After Naomi walked away, Nidia walked up and hugged Trish again and whispered, "Don't worry about Naomi, she's playing the villan, trying to get the crowd against her, I told her to growl at you."

"She's doing it very well." Trish sighed.

"We're all cool here, we just want to make money and a lot of it." Nadia finished the hug and left with the parade as the girls headed back to the dressing room for introductions of the 1st match.

"So what do you think?" Shelly asked an exasperated Trish.

"Some of the girls take this too serious!" Trish replied.

"Oh, you mean Joyce? Don't worry about her, she's just pissed she never got into a major company to wrestle, she's cool about it."

"She didn't seem too cool about me."

Shelly draped an arm around Trish's shoulders, "We're all cool about you.....maybe afterwards, I can show you just how cool I am in my office..." Shelly winked as she spoke.

Trish smiled an uncomfortable smile, realizing this would be her last time at BB&Bs!

End Part 1.....................