Celebrity Series 1 – Diva Destruction
By wolfboy
Emma winning the title has a surprise bonus for us as we gain access to Lord Smythe’s private catfight collection.
One big plus point to Emma’s title reign was that as champion she gained unlimited access to Lord Smythe’s private collection of catfight videos. Every couple of months, we would spend a day or so watching potential opponents, but the thing I enjoyed most were the special private recordings Lord Smythe had of catfight matches that he had helped to arrange and host between well know celebrities or sports stars. At first, we had both felt that they would have little more than novelty value, but as we discovered while scouting opponents for Emma’s first title defence, the quality of these fights often stood up to the matches produced by the professional catfighters.
The first match of this type we had watched had caught our attention as it featured Trish Stratus fighting not long before her match with Debbie. I guess it helped to explain why she had proved such a willing opponent, and also why she had been so comfortable fighting at Lord Smythe’s mansion. Each of Lord Smythe’s video recordings had useful file notes to explain the background to each match; for this one, the notes read –
‘Trish is still the reigning Diva rules catfight queen of the WWE despite having retired from active ring action some while back. None of the newer divas had challenged her until Eve Torres stepped up to the plate in December of 2012. Diva rules are no time limit, anything goes except strikes to the head with closed fist, elbow, knee or foot. Both divas would start in a two piece professional wrestling outfit. The match can only be won by stripping an opponent naked and then forcing a submission. The match was held in my ring for privacy during a WWE tour in December.’
So, Trish Stratus stood in her corner of the ring, hands on hips and looking smoulderingly hot as a brunette as she waited for her opponent Eve to appear from her changing area. Trish was wearing the hottest of black hotpants along with a black bra top that seemed to elevate her 36D breasts to even greater heights of perfection. Trish wore the confident expression of a woman who knew what to expect. Her opponent Eve Torres appeared through one of the changing area doors and quickly made her way into the ring to join Trish. The younger diva also looked sexy as hell in her two piece outfit of silver shorts and a silver strappy cami-top. She didn’t quite wear the same confident expression as her foe, but she did look determined.
‘Thought you’d had second thoughts Eve?’ Trish questioned her.
‘No such luck for you old lady’ Eve responded ‘I was just making myself look beautiful to beat your ass’
‘Fair enough’ Trish smiled at her ‘you get that this is real though don’t you, it doesn’t matter who Vince wants to win this one?’
A nice touch on the video saw a still of the two women complete with their stats. Trish was 37 years old, 5 feet 5 inches tall, 125 lbs and 36D-24-36. Eve was 9 years younger at 28, taller at 5 feet 8 inches and heavier at 141 lbs; her figure was 36D-26-37.
Back to the two ladies in the ring, and Trish asked Eve is she was alright with the rules. Eve nodded her consent and then Trish clapped her hands together and said ‘lets go then’ as she waved the bigger woman forward to start the match. Eve moved forward, arms up looking for a collar and elbow tie up only for Trish to brush her arms aside and catch her with a knee lift to the stomach. Stunned, Eve doubled forward presenting a good target for Trish’s elbow smash across her shoulders; only a few seconds in, and Eve dropped to her knees while Trish backed up to allow her foe time to rise. ‘Remember it’s a real fight Eve!’ Trish reminded the brown haired diva as she regained her feet.
Eve was wary this time, closing slowly on Trish who took the chance to slap hard into the body of her opponent, the slaps warming Eve’s skin but also seeming to warm her up to her task as she responded with a kick to the thigh before backing up to give herself a run at Trish. She waist locked the brunette, driving her back to the corner post. Eve grabbed the ropes and thrust a shoulder into Trish’s stomach Trish clubbed down with both hands at the back of her opponent, and Eve was forced to back up slightly as Trish got out of the corner. They quickly came back together, both into the other’s hair as they pulled each other across the mats in something of a tug of war which Trish ended with a knee to Eve’s body again, dropping her to a knee. Trish wasted no time in taking a full nelson on Eve as she dragged her to the mat in a rear body scissor to try and punish the younger diva who looked to be in some trouble at first until she was able to free an arm and elbow Trish in the side to gain her release.
Eve rolled free and was quick to get to her feet to catch Trish in a front headlock as she rose, and then leaping high, Eve drove the point of her elbow between Trish’s shoulder blades. Trish dropped to a knee again, but Eve was on her, using the hair to get her to her feet to deliver a body slam in the centre of the ring. Bouncing off the ropes, Eve delivered a somersault splash to wind Trish before securing a cross pin on the retired diva. Eve scissored Trish’s right arm between her thighs while tying up Trish’s left arm above her head with her own left hand. Trish knew what was coming as it left her body open to attack, something Eve was quite keen to do as slammed two hard right hands into Trish’s stomach just above the waist band of her tiny hot pants. Trish sensed that Eve might go to the crotch next and wisely turned her legs to steer clear of that threat, but was powerless to stop Eve from slamming two further right hands into her left breast. Trish shouted out in pain even before Eve started to grind her forearm across her face, then she switched to ride the forearm across Trish’s throat in a choke to try and weaken her further.
It looked like Trish was now in big trouble as Eve kept her in the choke for about 30 seconds, punched her once more in the breasts, and then pulled Trish roughly to her feet by the hair. A sharp kick to the stomach by Eve was followed by a hard Irish Whip into the corner which saw Trish hit the turnbuckles hard chest first. Eve ploughed home a solid forearm across Trish’s lower back and as the Canadian slumped forward against the turnbuckles, her younger opponent wasted no time in relieving her of her black bra top, holding it up as she remarked ‘I’m surprised this baby still fits you Trish!’ Her reply was a sharp, back kick to the body which bowled her to the mat where she was pounced upon by a flying, topless Canadian hellcat as Trish landed on her for a full body splash. Eve was winded, and Trish saw the opportunity, grabbing her own top from Eve to wrap it around her neck before bringing Eve to her feet by the top. Taking advantage of the excellent handhold, Trish used it to throw Eve across the ring to the mat and as Eve looked to get back to her feet, a low dropkick to the side knocked her back to the mat and almost clean out of the ring.
Trish moved in looking for a pin, but Eve was still wise to the move and lashed out a foot which caught the older woman a glancing blow on the thigh. It was enough to make Trish allow Eve time to get back to her feet, but Trish once again caught Eve with a knee lift to the stomach as she faked to lock up with her. A double handful of hair saw Trish hurl Eve hard to the mat once again, and as Eve landed in a seated position, Canada’s finest wasted no time in driving a knee to her back before applying a sleeper hold from behind. Eve flailed her arms back as she felt the effects of Trish’s strong arms wrapped around her throat. Desperately, Eve was able to latch on to Trish’s long brunette hair, but Trish soon broke that with a clubbing forearm across the back of Eve’s neck, and with the young pretender t her throne stunned, Trish was able to ‘even the score, slowly removing Eve’s top to reveal another set of perfect 36Ds as she did so.
Trish threw Eve’s silver top from the ring before bringing Eve back to her feet with a handful of hair to whip her into the ropes and as she rebounded, Trish caught her in a bear hug. That looked like being a short lived move as Eve took the chance to slap Trish hard in the face, but Trish converted the hold into a pussy pounding atomic drop that quickly put Eve on her back clutching her crotch in pain. ‘Hurts when it’s done properly hey Eve?’ Trish mocked before dropping an elbow across the young divas perfect breasts. Eve sat up slightly straight into a double axe-handle to the chest which dropped her, and then Trish got herself into a reverse schoolgirl pinning position to go to work on removing her opponents silver shorts. Eve tried to defend by crossing her legs, earning herself a punch in the pit of the stomach before Trish worked over her breasts a little with a couple of mean nail rakes which drew yelps of protest from her pinned opponent who still looked to resist having her shorts removed by keeping her legs crossed. Trish was steadily weakening her resolve though as she sat high on her chest driving her knuckles into Eve’s tightly toned stomach.
Two more solid body punches followed by a slap to the breasts saw Eve finally unable to hold off the more experienced woman any longer as Trish slid her shorts down towards her knees. Still, Trish had to complete the job of removing the shorts before she could look to finish off Eve, so she got off her and moved round her body towards her feet to successfully remove the silver shorts and put herself within reach of victory only for Eve to land a desperation move as she snapped a foot out to catch Trish hard in the stomach. Trish dropped to the mat clutching her stomach while Eve desperately tried to pull herself together on the mat. It seemed that Trish still held the upper hand as she first to her feet to approach her now naked opponent. She hadn’t counted on Eve’s resiliency though as she caught a couple of punches to the body and then a chop to the throat as she tried to get Eve off the mat.
Back to her feet now, Eve put together a quick flurry of body punches which backed Trish to the ropes where she found herself whipped to the opposite side of the ring. A solid shoulder tackle dropped Trish to the mat where she was soon on the receiving end of a leg drop across the chest. Trish let out a sexy little moan of pain at that impact as Eve switched up to a well applied side head scissor, Trish’s head wrapped tightly by her tanned and toned thighs which she put to good work controlling the Canadian while she secured an arm bar which left her free to go to work on Trish’s breasts once more. Eve used a range of slaps and nipple pulls to torture Trish over the next minute or so while it seemed that her sexy thighs were on the verge of putting her smaller opponent out. Desperately, Trish bridged to alleviate some of the pressure on her from the scissor hold, but in doing so she presented Eve the chance to grab hold of her sexy hot pants. If Eve could find a way to remove them with Trish still trapped in the head scissor, it looked to me like it would be lights out for Trish.
Eve was able to grab the waistband of the hot pants, first pulling them into a wedgie, but then she had to ease the head scissor off slightly to reach down and remove them. It looked like she would be successful as the hot pants slid slowly down Trish’s thighs to expose her crotch, but Trish had one last trick up her sleeve. With Eve distracted by her efforts to remove Trish’s hot pants, she left herself wide open to Trish’s hair pulling attack which quickly saw Eve pulled into a side head lock down on the mat. Trish quickly pulled Eve to her feet, and despite the fact that her hot pants were around her knees, she was able to lift Eve for a hard body slam before stepping out of the hot pants and dropping onto her prone opponent with another body splash. Eve was winded again and found herself trapped in a tight front headlock as Trish sat across her thighs. It seemed like this might well be the winning submission hold as Trish worked her arms around Eve’s head drawing cries of pain and despair, but Trish had other plans for the coup de grace. Bringing Eve back to her knees, and then slowly to her feet she pushed her back to the ropes, cruelly shot a knee up into the taller woman’s crotch, and with Eve suitably weakened, whipped her into the opposite ropes. As Eve rebounded, she was hit by an on rushing Trish with the ‘Air Canada’ Thesz press, and as she felled Eve, Trish landed in a perfect pinning position. All that was left was for Trish to grab Eve’s long hair, using it to force her face into a crotch smother and in a matter of seconds; Trish had the victory and was still the unofficial Diva Catfight Queen.
Trish climbed from the ring saying ‘good match Eve, you’re better than most I’ve faced’ before cutting to a fading picture of Eve as the defeated diva lay flat out, naked in the centre of the ring.
We were both left thinking that we’d probably seen the best ever WWE divas match; certainly it was the sexiest. It was a shame that it would never see the light of day, but we were both hooked and agreed to end all of our scouting sessions by watching a celebrity fight from the archive.