Walking onto the stage, having snatched a microphone from the hands of one of the backstage attendants, she would stop and stare at her debuting opponent for a moment, clad in her normal attire of a shiny pink skin-tight sleeveless mini dress that stopped an inch down her smooth thighs, the zipper in the front undone to below her navel to show off her plump breasts and toned abs. A pair of white stockings covered her shapely thighs down to her feet clad with red opened toed shoes. A wry, devious smile would appear on the face of the nurse as she brought her microphone up to her lips.
"Is this some kind of joke dear? Calling me out? What nerve... you clearly are unaware of how things are," she would seductively chuckle, bringing her gloved hand up to her mouth, before continuing, "Darling, you're in my world now. I've spent years finding new ways to break strong, beautiful women... women just like you,"
Anesthesia would then slowly walk down to the ring, keeping her microphone in hand.
"You may think you're a Queen, but in that ring you are nothing more than my little lab rat, and I'm going to enjoy dissecting you until you scream~"
Anesthesia would then hop up to the ring apron, sliding into the ring between the middle and bottom rope, showing off her inciting legs and even giving a bit of an up skirt shot in the process, before walking up to Violette, their lovely chests only inches apart from each other (to the enjoyment of those with photography) as she waited for a response from the newcomer.
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