Turning Hell Green! Ashley with Ripley and Neo.

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LAW Backstage area, Locker rooms. 8:35 PM

"Grahh!" Ashley was panting heavily, storming through the curtains into the backstage area, her music theme still playing back in the main arena. The Red Menace staggered a few steps before stopping to rest with one hand pressed against the wall. She took a moment to catch her breath.

"Fuck...huff... huff... me..." Right at that moment, one staff member approached her. "Hey, Ash! Great match tonight!"

"Why, thank you!" a sarcastic reply, immediately followed by Ashley's true response, "Now... get the fuck out of my face!" The person quickly walked away, looking confused. Ashley was in no mood for talking with anyone, but then again... When was she ever?

The Red Menace made her way toward the locker room, kicking the door open while holding her midsection with both hands. When she entered, only two other people remained inside, rookies from the "Young Lioness" program, who were packing their belongings before leaving, and seemingly hurrying up the moment they saw Ashley walking in. The redhead paid no attention to them; she was too exhausted to be raging about random nonsense. Ashley went directly to the bench right next to her locker, sitting instantly and leaning her back against the wall for support while taking a long breath. Ashley was fresh out of her match of the night- She was booked against another wrestler named "La Diabla", a Mexican striker who had proved to be quite a nuisance for the redhead, landing several strikes on Ashley throughout the match. However, a well-timed counter and a perfectly executed "Crimson Fall" saw the Red Menace victorious in the encounter, but her body bore the aftermath of the tough fight:

The skin on Ashley's chest was red, and her torso and arms were covered with several bruises. A thick layer of sweat ran through her entire being, with red locks from her hair falling in front of her face, sticking to her cheeks and forehead. She had a notorious limp that almost kept her from even leaving the ring. Moving even a single finger felt like hell... "Fuck... that girl!" Ashley cursed her opponent once more, almost wishing she had taken the time to punish her longer.

There was no point in thinking about any of that now, she had won and that's all that mattered... Now, she only had to make sure to... survive...

Ashley gathered what little strength she had left and made a titanic effort to stand up again. She removed her wet top, revealing a black sports bra underneath. She proceeded to open her locker to take out a towel, and then Ashley covered her entire head with it, rubbing off the sweat from her face and hair. Momentarily losing sight of her surroundings.

Ashley Morgan

[RipleyBelieveItOrNot]

Green Machine

Neo and Ripley waited in the hallway outside the locker room after Ashley's latest wrestling match. Ripley had her own match against the redhead not too long ago. Ripley out up a valiant effort, but Ashley proved too much for her. Neo was even a casualty during the fight, taking a steel chair to the head. It seems the two weren't happy with the outcome of the match and were looking to get a little revenge against Ashley. "Oh we are going to have some fun with Fire Crotch!!! I am going to make sure she remembers us!!!" Ripley said with a grin, sinister thoughts filling her head.

"I want my own revenge against that bitch!! She smashed my head between a chair and the ringpost!! I am still getting headaches from it!!! But don't worry that is why I brought this!!" Neo held up a steel chair as he said this. Ripley and Neo shared some wicked grins as they waited in anticipation.

They heard the cacophony of Ashley's match ending. They could swear they could even hear her anger as she stomped down the hallway almost plowing over the workers and attendants on her way. She rushed into the locker room, not even looking the direction they were nonchalantly standing. A few seconds after she entered a pair of wrestlers quickly made there exit, looks of terror on their faces. Neo and Ripley used this opportunity to sneak into the locker room before the door closed behind them. Lucky for them Ashley's head was in her locker. She seemed to be grumbling as she slipped off her top revealing her black sports bra. She then covered her head in a towel, blinding herself. The perfect opportunity.

The couple snuck up behind her, each taking a side. Neo lifted his chair, as Ripley prepared a kick. She decided to first say hello, they weren't complete monsters. "Hey Fire Crotch!!! Remember us?!" Ripley would send a hard kick, right inbetween Ashley's legs as she said hi. While Ripley hit Ashley with a lowblow, Neo swung his steel chair at the back of Ashley's head. He was hoping to hit her unaware and having her head smashed between the chair and her own metal locker.

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"Damn it…!" Ashley continued cursing. She shuddered in pain, still feeling a sharp ache in her ribs. "Too careless…" the redhead scolded herself. Despite winning the fight, getting hurt so badly was her fault and no one else's. Maybe she had just gotten lucky in her match, maybe her opponent was too inexperienced... or perhaps Ashley was just that good in the ring, that even after having a shitty match, she would still be able to come up on top. Almost a hundred possibilities popped into the Brit's mind. However, she would have enough time to think back at her apartment with a sweet cup of tea in her hands after a hot shower. Ashley massaged her head with the towel still covering almost her entire face.

Suddenly, the Brit felt the entrance door opening, and an abrupt shift in the locker room's air. As if somebody had just walked in.

"Damn brats!" The Red Menace thought to herself, assuming it was one of the two rookies who had been there just moments ago, perhaps she had forgotten something. The Brit paid no attention and continued with her own business. Then, out of nowhere, a familiar voice reached her ears.

Ashley didn't recognize who it belonged to at first, but that nickname... that insulting, aggravating, fucking nickname.... "Fire Crotch..." she had heard only one person ever calling her that... The redhead's eyes shot wide open under the towel, baring her teeth in just an instant. "You...!" Ashley finally put a face to that voice...

Ripley!

The Brit pulled the towel off her face, finally laying eyes on the green-haired girl, only to see Ripley's foot already halfway through toward her groin.

-SMACK!-

"Urgh!" A painful cry escaped the Brit's lips, her whole body shook, and her legs almost gave out right on the spot. Falling victim once again to one of Ripley's low blows, just like in their previous match. However, this time it would be much worse for the heelish redhead, as just a few seconds later, the sharp metallic noise of a chair impacting with the back of her head would echo loudly within the room. Ashley was pushed forward with the force of the strike, slamming harshly into the lockers in front of her and falling to the floor. The Brit landed on her back, writhing on the floor while trying to soothe the pulsating headache with both hands. The world around her turned into a complete blur, and she was only managing to see two dark figures looming over her.

"Argh... you... fucking..." Ashley was having trouble even putting sentences together, a mixture of the immense rage she was feeling and the confusion and dizziness caused by the strong blow he had just received.

"I'm gonna....

kill you..."

[RipleyBelieveItOrNot]

Ripley's kick connected, as Neo's chair shot rang as it collided with the head of Ashley. Their little surprise attack had worked. They had a now weakened redhead lying at their feet. She was already worse for wear after fight, but now having her head smashed between a steel chair and a metal locker door, made her easy pickings. The low blow did help her any either.

"I would be more worried about us killing you right now, Fire Crotch!" Ripley said as she started to stomp down hard on the prone redhead. She aimed for everything, face, head, tits, gut, even legs.

Neo added in his own stomps, going for her head, tits, and ribs. "Yeah doesn't feel good having your bell rung, does it Red Bitch!!" Neo and Ripley were really getting into the stomping, but they didn't want to knock her out yet, they wanted to have at least a little fun. They stopped the stomps after a minute or so. Neo grabbed Ashley by the hair and dragged her along the floor away from the locker a bit, into the center of the ring. He sat on her back and put her arms over his knees. He clutched his hand under her chin and pulled back, locking in a camel clutch. "We felt we had to pay you back a little for how you treated us in your match!" Neo said as Ripley ran up and sent a kick to Ashley's tits.

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Ashley collapsed onto the cold floor of the locker room, sprawled in a dazed heap. An intense, pulsating pain was gripping her entire body; her head felt like it was about to explode, and there was a burning sensation between her legs. The Red Menca had been caught completely unaware and defenseless by two previous opponents who had suffered the consequences of pissing the redhead off: Ripley and Neo.

However, now the roles seemed to have reversed.

Neo was a tough individual, but Ashley had proven that she could outmatch him- under normal circumstances. But not after such an ambush... not after such a devastating chair shot to the back of her head, not to mention the low blow she had just received. On top of the damage she had already sustained during her encounter earlier that night... Ashley was in no condition to fight back, but her aggressors didn't seem to care in the least.

"Fuck... ugh... arck!" A plethora of grunts and pained groans escaped the Brit's lips, falling victim to a dozen stomps while down on the floor, targeting different parts of her body. Ashley brought her arms up in an attempt to block some attacks, but she would never be able to cover herself entirely.

Her chest... her bruised abdomen... arms and legs, even her face- All suffered the rage of the two wrestlers looming over her. After almost a minute of uninterrupted punishment, the stomps ceased. Leaving The Red Menace a bruised mess, lying on the ground while drawing short breaths, arms to her sides with almost no strength left.

"Argh... fuck... you both..." Panting, Ashley was able to form a few short sentences with what little breath she could muster.

Abruptly, Ashley felt her hair being pulled- she was dragged to the middle of the locker room by the blonde wrestler and immediately put into a cruel camel clutch hold. With her back getting stretched past its limits, and her arms trapped and rendered useless by Neo's legs. Shouting a dozen curses for the mischievous pair, the redhead couldn't do anything to free herself in her current state.

and then-

-SMACK!

A devastating kick came, directly to her unprotected breasts- Ashley had removed her wrestling top, leaving only a soft, silk sports bra covering her assets, which offered no protection whatsoever. Ashley's skin redened in just an instant.

"Arghh!... Damn you...!" A heart-wrenching scream filled the locker room after the loud impact. Ashley's eyes burned with rage... but she had no way to get revenge. Forced to look up while still trapped in the camel clutch, she tried to wiggle her way out of the hold, but it was useless.

She fixed her eyes on Ripley, looking a hundred daggers in her direction.

[RipleyBelieveItOrNot]

They had finished their stomping of Ashley and then dragged her to the center of the room. Neo locked her into a painful camel clutch. He pulled back far. Stretching her back into the shape of a 'C'. Ripley of course wasn't just going to stand and watch. She sent a hard kick to the chest of the redhead. Her skins was getting as red as her hair. Ashley spewed obscenities at them and stared daggers of pure hatred at Ripley. "Aww, Neo!! I think little Fire Crotch here likes having her tits played with!!! Well if you insist have a little more!!!" Ripley snidely said before sending kick after kick to the defenseless breasts of Ashley. She sent a good 10 more kicks before stopping and crotching down in front of her. "Shit, Fire Crotch!!! I think your tits are redder than your hair now!!!" Ripley then stood up and delivered a kick to Ashley's jaw as Neo released the Camel Clutch.

Neo stood up off Ashley's back. He grabbed her by the hair and stood her to her feet. He then wrapped his arms around her arms and then clasped them behind her neck. He had her trapped in a full nelson. "Babe, your kicks are looking great, but I think we need to work on your punches more!!" Neo grinned as he set up Ashley to be a punching bag. Ripley began using Ashley's stomach as her punching bag, pratcing jabs, punches, and uppercuts into it. It soon turned red then purple as Ripley kept up the attack.

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Ashley's eyes peeled wide open with each kick she received, the smacking noise of Ripley's foot slamming hard against the redhead's breasts and the unprotected skin of her chest echoed within the room. A cloud of sweat bursted out after each impact, together with the pained moans of the redhead, who was forced to take each kick fully, with no means to cover herself.

On top of that, Neo continued with his own brand of punishment by pulling from the Brit's head, bending her body in an excruciating angle with his camel clutch hold. Ashley's arms wiggled helplessly at her sides, doing little to free their owner from such predicament.

Ashley's eyes glazed, momentarily losing the notion of time, only feeling her body shaking through the onslaught of kicks, she had lost count of how many times she had been hit. After a couple of hard blows her mouth was open, but no sound came out of it. She had a lost look on her face.

The last kick hit her square in the jaw, prompting a burst of spit and a few traces of blood to come flying out of her mouth, breaking her dazed trance and bringing her back to her compromising reality. Neo released her and Ashley flopped to floor.

"Guhh..." the Brit grunted, with her cheek pressed against the cold concrete. However, the brief pause in her punishment lasted almost nothing, as the blonde wrestler grabbed her from behind and forced her back to her feet.

Ashley could barely stand on her own, she was drawing short breaths, with one eye closed and several strands of her damp crimson hair stuck to her face.

Neo slid both of his arms right under Ashley's and locked the redhead tightly with a Full Nelson hold, wrenching hard from the Brit's shoulders, forcing her chest out as he bent her back, red locks from her mane fell in front of her face.

"Argh... Fuck...!" the trapped gal mubbled under her breath, with barely enough energy left to form any curses, let alone try to escape. With the strain of the match from earlier, and this initial assault, her body had reached its limits. Neo proceeded to lift her up. Leaving her bruised midsection fully exposed, and Ripley standing right in front of her. With both of Neo's hands clamped right behind her head, she was forced to look down, getting a clear view of the green-haired gal.

"You...

You... Fucking..." exhaustion kept her from finishing her sentence. Then, the punches came, raining all over her toned abdomen. Ripley was smaller than Ashley, but her fists drilled her core like a chisel breaking down a rock. A rock that was just mere moments from shattering completely.

Every inch, every muscle, every crevice of her muscular mid-riff fell victim to Ripley's strikes, with the green girl's knuckles sinking deeper and deeper into her core. Her strong abdominals, which normally shielded the Brit from most damage, rapidly buckled under the barrage of blows, until any resistance had been completely broken, letting the punches land and dig into her being with ease.

Painful gasps escaped Ashley's lips, her eyes almost rolling to the back of her head. Yet she still remained conscious, even if just barely, through the whole ordeal.

[RipleyBelieveItOrNot]

As Neo held Ashley in a Full Nelson, Ripley continued to use her abs as a punching bag. She practiced her punches, driving her fists deep into the redheads guts. She tired out a few combos, a couple jabs, then a hard punch. Switching it up every once and awhile with an uppercut. Neo coached her as she worked Ashley's stomach. "There we go babe... Put your whole body behind each punch... Jabs need to be quicker and crisper... Nice uppercut, make sure to drive with your hips.... 1-2-1-2.... There we go that's it... Keep it up!!!" Ripley had an evil grin throughout the impromptu training session.

After a few minutes of using her as a punching bag, Ripley let up. Breathing hard after her workout, she leaned back admiring her handy work. The redheads abs were now covered in dark purple bruises. "Still with us, Fire Crotch? Or are you our new ragdoll?" Neo checked and saw that she was still conscious even with all the moans and groans. Her eyes though were close to rolling into the back of her head. "Give the practice dummy here!" Ripley told Neo. He released Ashley from full nelson dm dropped her into Ripley's arms. Ripley put Ashley's head between her legs and hooked her arms. She dropped to the her knees and drove Ashley face first into the floor with a pedigree.

Ripley then rolled her onto her back. She sat her ass down on the face of Ashley, giving her a nice stinkface. Ripley made sure the redheads arms were trapped underneath her. She then grabbed Ashley's legs and held them up, before splitting them. Giving Neo a very nice target. "Let's work on your kicks, baby!!" Ripley said with a wink. Neo then winded up, before sending a kick between Ashley's legs, then another, and another. He kept sending kicks into the unprotected crotch of the redhead. "Haha, let's make sure she never forgets her nickname!!"

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Ashley's body shook with every strike, the rythmic thudding noise of Ripley's knuckles slamming hard against muscle filled the air in the locker room. Each punch leaving a new mark on Ashley's battered midsection. Her cheeks puffed with every blow, causing a burst of air and spit to escape her mouth. Ashley's strong and defined abdominals soon turned into mush, offering no resistance to Ripley's strikes, not any protection for the redhead.

By the end of the forced training session, the Brit hung limp from Neo's grasp. With only a few pained moans coming out of her. Ashley had not reacted to the last dozen of punches that had hit her gut, for her mind could barely process what was happening around her anymore. However, she felt the moment the blonde released her from the Full Nelson, falling defenseless into Ripley's arms; After that, everything turned into a blur for Ashley. She felt her head pulled down and the pressure around it... for a brief period, everything seemed dark- Until suddenly, her face was violently pulled down onto the hard floor...

-SMACK-

The impact was severe, leaving Ashley stunned, and with a metallic taste on her mouth. A burning sensation ran through all of her features.

Almost every part of the redhead's body had suffered the punishment of the mischievous duo: Her breasts were red and swollen, and her stomach bore a collection of bruises, much like her face now.

It had been a while since Ashley had felt so helpless. Heck, she couldn't even remember the last time this had even happened in a match! And the fact that she had fallen victim to such cowardly tactics infuriated her even more. However, there was no way she was gonna get any retaliation right now... Not in her current condition.

Ashley was rolled on her back, and the ceiling lights momentarily blinded her, but soon... She was led into darkness again by something much different: Ripley sat right on her face, burying Ashley's good looks under her nether regions. Completely covering her mouth and nose, while trapping her arms in the process. She let out a few suffocated moans, but they did little to free her.

Ashley's groin proceeded to become the target of a myriad of stomps, delivered by Neo,returning the damage he had sustained in the previous encounter tenfold. Agonizing screams escaped Ashley's lips but these were muffled rather quickly by Ripley's womanhood. The green haired gal kept herself pressed tightly against the Brit, keeping her from trying to escape, not that Ashley had any strength left to even try.

[RipleyBelieveItOrNot]

Ashley was trapped under Ripley with a stinkface. Though the redhead was in state to fight back anyways at the moment. Ripley had ahold of her elf's and had spread them so that Neo had free reign to stomp and kick the helpless redhead right in the crotch. Neo became a soccer player at practice and Ahsley's pussy was his ball. He swung his leg again and again. There were faint sounds of moans of pain, coming from under Ripley's ass. It just made the two of them laugh. "Every time you get a good kick in, baby, I feel a little tickle on my ass!!" Ripley said with a laugh. They were having too much fun dominating Ashley.

After a few minutes of torturing her in that position they decided it was time to get to finishing this little meeting. They just wanted to make sure she was out for good first. Ripley stood up, but kept ahold of Ashley's legs. She walked up and turned around so she was at her feet, facing her. She stepped her one leg between the redheads leg, before wrapping the girls legs around her own. She then twisted her body, forcing Ashley to flip over. Ripley then say back and trapped Ashley in a painful sharpshooter. "Let's see if this wakes you up, Fire Crotch!"

As Ripley locked in the sharpshooter, Neo walked to Ahsley's head. He sat down in front of her. He grabbed her hair and pulled her head up. "Hope you enjoyed this, Fire Crotch, we sure did!" He said before wrapping his legs around her head and one of her arms with a triangle choke. He made sure her face was forced deep in his crotch for added humiliation. They locked their holds in deep trying to squeeze out the last bit of resistance out of Ashley.