The finale Tale of the Dancer and the Singer: Apocalypse now

[RedShinigami]

Veronika groaned as the little Shithead kicked out again.
Why could'nt she just stay down...Veronika was at her end.
This was no match for women like them...but still their hate for each other made them go on.
Veronika rolled on Chris who came down next to her hard , hurting and decided to go all in, throwing her whole bodyweight on the smaller woman.
And still she had the audacity to kick out.
"Ungh...come...shithead...",she said and grabbed for Chris pigtails to get her up.
When they stood, Veronika grabbed Chris as if to hug her and pulled her in into a knee to the stomach, having the force of Veronikas strong legs and the pulling in, stabbing into Chris poor stomach.
"How...do...you....like that...", she grunted through gritt teeth and sent another knee and another.
The crowd started to boo loudly about the torture but Veronika ignored them, instead grabbing the head of Chris and slamming it into the ringside!
"There..."
She grabbed her again and showed the unresponding Rocker to the cameras.
"This is your strong, debut hero...a fucking nothing!", she snarled into the cameras and looked around.
There had to be something before they went in and finally she got a devious idea.
She wrapped her arms around the weakend Rocker, positioned herself and grinned.
"ROOOCKOOOOOON!"
She just could'nt leave it. She had to say it...
They body of Chris was sandwiched between Veronika and the turnbuckle.
The crowd gasped and looked away.
Those both beautiful women had so much to endear and go through that it sparked sympathies...
Veronika grabbed Chris bottoms and hair and rolled her back in before she weakly followed.

[GolemGuardian]

Chris was a little surprised she had the strength to kick out. But she had, much to the crowd and Veronika's shock. And she soon dealt with it as her hair was grabbed and she was dragged back up. "Gh. Why... always... the hair?" She asked, just before a knee was sent into her gut. And another, and another. "Guh. Good. Gaauck." A purple bruise was starting to form where Veronika hit, feeling close to spitting up her guts.

And that was online the start, as Veronika slammed her head into the apron while the crowd booed her. "GAH!" She fell over soon after, unable to support herself by herself. The rockstsr could really feel how much her body was aching right now. She was seriously starting to doubt if she could last for another fall. But regardless, as she grabbed the ringside and pulled herself up, she was going to see this through to the end. She was going to kick Veronika's ass and show she wasn't just some star to fizzle out after burning so brightly.

Halfway up the dancer grabbed her once more, unable to fight back as she was put on display for the cameras her rival snarled at. The rocker's face remained defiant though, deciding to bide her time. Or that was the plan before Veronika wrapped her arms around her and rammed her straight into the corner. "Gkouu..." She weakly groaned before she got rolled into the ring. She lay there, defenseless, as her rival came in after. And with what they had in the ring, there was no doubt she was going to take something painful.

[RedShinigami]

Veronika grunted as she slammed Chris between the turnbuckle and her.
She saw the bruise forming on the belly of the smaller woman and knew she had hurt her at her core...
She was fast, quick, a technical genius but still she was delicate.
And this was something Veronika would exploit as she went under the ring, her lucious butt in the microstring, waving around in circles.
"Oh come on...get...out...here!", she shouted as she slowly pulled out a table from underneath, making the crowd cheer and boo at the same time.
"OH SHUT UP!", she screetched and got the thing up, shoving it into the ring, next to Chris.
Then she went for the ropes and looked inside the ring.
"Little...motherfucker...", she growled and stepped onto the bottomrope before performing a nice wheel, landing with a legdrop on Chris already hurting stomach.
"Hah...you don't look to good Cockring.."; she said and crawled over her.
"...and I think thats beautfiul..."
The pink orbs of Veronika gleamed down at Chris like the eyes of a demon when Chris again got her hair grabbed.
"Yes...your fucking hair...again and again...I rip it out...hair by hair!", Veronika growled and lifted Chris up in the air for a scoopslam...
If everything went as planned Chris would land square on the still folded table with a loud THUD!

[GolemGuardian]

Chris groaned as she lay in the ring. She was catching her breath and holding her aching abdomen. Her eternal rival had really put her through the wringer, but she was determined to not lose. She just needed a minute to regain her composure and replan her approach. If she didn't, this third segment would probably keep going back and forth like this. And that wasn't going to be good for her.

As she finished the inner monologue, Veronika came crashing down on her stomach with a leg drop. "Gfuuu-" The rockstar barely held in her guts after the hit, holding her gut and rolling over to try and protect it from further attack. And soon she was lifted back up by her hair, taunted by the dancer about ripping her hair out.

However life soon returned to the rocker after, lacing one of her legs with the Franco-Austrian's to stop her from hitting her scoop slam onto the table Chris hadn't realized was added to the ring until them. "No.. more.. of that..." She panted out, gritting her teeth as she grabbed Veronika's blond locks. "Let's make you look worse than me!" And suddenly Chris fell down on her butt, spiking Veronika's face into the folded table with a face buster. The resounding 'thud' filled the arena, resulting in several 'oooooo's from the audience.

If it went as intended Chris rise back up, straining herself as she also would pull her rival up with her. She was exhausted and hurting, but she would push herself. With effort she Irish whipped Veronika into a corner, following after and trying to hit a clothesline on her and drop her onto her fat ass. If it hit, this presented an opportunity for Chris to repay the blond for a certain move she liked to use. Putting her feet through the ropes, the rockstar grabbed the top ropes and began bouncing on Veronika's chest in a bronco buster. It felt weird, honestly, but if she was greeted by a few pained grunts from her rival then she would steadily get used to the motions, putting her all into her bouncing to really bring the pain that Veronika had in their two matches.

After a minute or two, maybe three unless she was that out of it that she mistook how long it was, she finally stopped and pulled away from the Franco-Austrian and looked down on her. But the crowd wasn't satisfied. They chanted her name and cheered for her, yes, but now they wanted something more. "Stinkface! Stinkface! Stinkface!" They called for, no doubt the perverts that followed Veronika being the cause. That, or her fans wanted to see their rockstar get revenge for everything the dancer had put her through.

If Veronika was conscious she no doubt would think that Chris wouldn't go for it. But, with great reluctance and a face red as a tomato, she turned around, and pressed her ass into her rival's face. "H-how's th-the-the-rh-the x-c-cl-clo-cl-close u-u-p-pp-up?" She embarrassedly stammered, trying to qct confident even if inside she screamed how embarrassed she was and how much she hated. She just had to hope that as she pushed her butt back, moved it side to side like she thought she was supposed to, Veronika would pass out quickly and she could get this situation over with.

[RedShinigami]

Veronika grinned as she saw that the red spot on Chris belly already has become darkblue.
It must hurt like hell and it was like a big fat target for her legs, shoulder and arms to hit the mark and tenderize her belly so much
that the little shit would have to eat soup for the next month.
True, the belly was always a big spot for attacks in wrestling and the crowd loved every spot that got the wrestlers hurt in there.
A little morbid yes, but the appeal was undeniable.

But Veronika had other things in mind as she grabbed the hair of Chris again and lifted her up, pulling on the pigtails as if to rip it out.
"Stupid ass, kindergarten haircut...", she growled and the constant booing of the fans made her sick.
"OH FUCK YOU!", she screamed.
"Look what I do with your little Rockshit!", she said and threw on arm over her shoulder, the other one between Chris legs to send her down into the table but suddenly she felt Chris Toes,at her achillesheel and her eyes went wide.
"What..noooo..."
SLAM!
Veronika was sent into the table facefirst, knocking out her lights.

If Chris had the idea to pin her now, she would have come through, but no, Chris wanted Veronika to suffer like she had suffered in their previous encounters. Truly, all her frustrations and distain for this woman came through as she smashed Veronika into the corner.
"Ungh..."
"Wait...what...NOOO!", she screamed but it was too late.
Her body was rocked by the Rocking!
And not for a few seconds but for solid three minutes, knocking the air and the fight out of Veronika whos body went limp and finally fell unconcious again after Chris finally stopped.

But would it end there? With a simple pin?
Oh no, the fans wanted to see blood and so Chris, embarressed but determined, gave in to the fans demands of revenge and pressed her juicy behind into the face of Veronika.
"Hfgggggfff!"
Her whole body hurt, but what was hurting even more were Chris braindead attempts of shittalking...
Veronika just hated her even more...big mouth, nothing behind it...

And so she decided to add to things with something she was used to do. Not in this match and not to Chris, Chris did''nt deserve any caring, just pain, but for now it would work as Veronikas trembling arms campe up, grabbed Chris undies and pulled them down!
And to add injury to insult suddenly Chris felt Veronikas tongue, starting to work in her...most private areas.

[GolemGuardian]

The audience was loving this site, Chris' booty rubbing against Veronika's face. The ultimate way to show one was beneath another. Plus it looked sexy, so that was another plus for them. Chris, on the other hand, hated it. She had already let her bare breasts bounce around when she went for that bronco buster so she was embarrassed from that, and now this? Yeah it was her own fault, but still! She could be emba by her own actions!

Though the rockstar's embarrassment only increased as she soon felt her bikini bottoms get pulled down. "H-hey! Wh-what the fuck arrrrrYYYEEEEE!!!!" Chris jumped forward, literally, as soon as she felt the dancer's tongue knock at her backdoor. "What the hell!?!?!?!?!?" She embarrassedly screeched, pulling her bottoms back into place as the crowd laughed at her. The rocker would then throw a furious stomp right into her rival's chest, as payment for whatever the hell that had been for.

If the stomp hit, Chris would turn back around, slapping her cheeks to try and calm her humiliation down. 'OK, never doing that again, no matter what they ask for. That was horrible. Not to mention whatever the hell she was thinking with doing a disgusting tactic like that.' She thought to herself. After a few seconds, Chris would grab the table the Franco-Austrian had brought in and set it up. She had a plan to finish this round finally, and this would be a more fitting way to finish Veronika off for the round.

[RedShinigami]

Veronika was quite out of the game.
If Chris had pinned her now she could have won the round with ease...
But she decided to pay the Burlesque Dancer back with the same treatment she was subjected to in the mud match where Veronika broke her, made a spectacle out of her and hurt her...
And for a millisecond, a thought crossed the Queen of Hearts mind...
//Was it too much...like..I always do...//, she asked herself for a minute.
But she upstaged her! Tried to be better then her! Wanted her to dissapear since she came!
"Gngh..."
She took the kick into the chest from Chris bare feet and groaned.
"Akh!"
But Chris made the mistake of waking her up with it.
"Uhh..."
Her eyes flattered and finally opened.
She saw Chris, the slut that tried to upstage her...she would'nt...she never would...
She grabbed the middle ropes and slowly got up, the crowd booed but maybe Chris wouldnt look as they booed and cheered the whole
time.
When Chris had sat the table up she immediatly met with it as Veronika grabbed her head and slammed it into the table with an audible crack that made the fans go: "Oooooh"
Veronika fell against Chris, both panting.
"I hate you...", she said and raked over Chris already sore back again, the streams really started to look nasty before she rolled the girl on the table.
"And..stay..down!", she shouted and sent a spiking elbow directly into the blue patch.
Then she looked at her "work" and turned around.
Now she would send that bitch through the table...
The Dancer walked into the corner and grabbed the ropes, tried to get up...

[GolemGuardian]

Maybe she could have gotten her second point already. Maybe Chris was being needlessly cruel in her payback. But each second was worth it in her eyes. Every second of humiliation she felt as Veronika made a spectacle of her. She wanted her eternal rival to understand just what she had gone through. All of her frustration, her embarrassment, was shown off in this third round of their match. And all of it was going to end with the stomp she hoped would wind Veronika.

The rockstar turned her back to her opponent and set up the table, pulling it a little closer to the corner to make things easier so she wouldn't have to expend more energy. Chris wanted to end the match with a certain move after getting this fall, so she didn't want to use expend herself too much. She heard the booing crowd, but ignored them. It was probably just because of her cruelty, she figured.

But no, she'd soon find out it was for her rival returning to her feet. And unfortunately, she only learned it by having her face slammed down into the table. "Uggh.." She groaned in a daze, right as the Franco-Austrian raked her back once again, leaving another long, red trail down her back before she was rolled onto the table. And after one last elbow to her bruised gut, Chris coughed violently. This was what she got for letting out all her frustrations here, instead of taking advantage of the many times she could pinned the Franco-Austrian. There was multiple opportunities, but she efused each of them in favor of repaying her rival.

But she was going to fix that.

As Veronika slowly climbed up the corner, back turned as Chris' had been, the rockstar rolled off the table, slowly getting back up and holding her core. When the dancer was standing on the middle ropes, the rocker shot her fist up right between her rival's legs. If it hit, the crowd would give another "Ooohhhh" as the dancer no doubt slumped forward into the corner. And it actually gave Chris an idea. Sure she was hurting, she was exhausted, and it was probably a bad idea. But maybe since Veronika was already up somewhat it might help?

Steeling herself, the rockstar got herself under the dancer's legs, grabbed her by her thighs and lifted her off the turnbuckle. She was hissing as she pushed herself hard, walking the few steps over to the table. "How... about......." She strained out, focusing on anything but the pain. Her muscles strained with effort, the time she spent at the gym leading to her challenge showing and glistening in the arena lights.

"You... Stay... DOWN!"

With a burst of strength, Chris dropped Veronika straight down and through the table with a powerbomb. Something the rockstar never imagined she'd ever go for. And it got an especially loud cheer from the crowd, surprised and loving the sight of the much smaller lightweight slamming the larger woman through a table.

"AAAAGGHH!!!" Chris screamed, but not in anger. It was extreme pain that shot along her back. It had already been strained from her two shows of strength earlier and the raking, but the powerbomb, carrying her eternal rival even such a short distance, had pushed it too far. She fell down along with Veronika, landing right next to her feet and holding her back. She had to move, get on her rival to pin her, but she couldn't. It was a big risk, and she was paying dearly for it here. She couldn't move, but neither could her eternal rival for now. But who would be the one to recover first was the question the crowd was murmering.

Whoever recovered first was sure to have a huge advantage to finally end this brutal round.

[RedShinigami]

Despite being a mere "Dancer", Veronika could take something, she had formal wrestling training and was indeed a capable athlethe. Of course being bruised all over and getting slammed through a table was nothing someone could brush of easily so the Franco-Austrian landed on the canvas harshly, splinters from the broken table digging into her soft skin as she rebounded of the canvas and laid there her eyes rolling back into her head, her body unresponding.

If Chris had pinned her yet then nothing in the world could have prevented the Rocker from taking the next fall. But fate was cruel as the sore back of the Rockstar gave in and sent her to the floor. Her already hurt back was further damaged by Veronikas nails and the, sucessful mind you, powerbomb through the table.

None of these women should be allowed to wrestle anymore, their bodies had gone through hell but it was a no dq, nothing stopped them from tearing each other apart just as they wanted it. Veronika blinked and saw the arenalights above. She slowly moved her head and saw her enemy on the floor, writhing in pain, putting a sinister smile on her face.
She had all the time in the world it seemed and so she tried to recover enough to get through with her next move. Her back hurt, ey? Veronika would make sure that it back would kill her after this...


She slowly climbed up at the ropes beside her and got up to a booing crowd whos sympathies were now all with Chris who had fought like a lioness.
"Oh shut up...", she growled.
"Shut the fuck up! Who is down! Her or me? You should fucking cheer on me!", she screamed and looked down to the Rocker.

"Powerbombing me eh? Little idiot!", she grunted and stomped on Chris hurting back.
"You really thought that would work?"
Another stomp.
"You are a weakling and not worthy to be on any stage!", she spat and then proceeded to walk over the lightweight, her full bodyweight pressing onto her body, getting a massive boing from the crowd. "Fucking lowlifes...all of you!", she growled and shook her head before grabbing for the Rockers hair and pull her up.

"I show you what a powerbomb is...", the Franco-Austrian said and got into position in the middle of the ring.

[GolemGuardian]

The crowd had cheered at the sight at first. The tiny rock star, carrying her hated rival on her shoulders for a few steps and sending the Franco-Austrian down and through the table with her first ever power bomb. It was a testament to how far she was willing to push herself to beat the vile blond, and how much she had trained for this match. Even if she was pulling at straws right now to keep in the fight, regretting making the match as long as she had, Chris' determination to beat and defeat Veronika was clear to all.

But even if she had pushed her body hard for this match, it wasn't enough. The rakes Veronika had done to her back, Chris' own improper execution of moves she wasn't used to, and carrying Veronika like she had. All of it coalesced into her flopping on the ground, holding her back in pain. She executed the powerbomb and sent the dancer through the table perfectly, but the rocker's back couldn't take it and buckled. Veronika may have been nearly knocked out, but in her state any advantage it could have lent Chris was stolen by her own stupidity.

The crowd booed as Veronika used the ropes to get up, yelling at them all for their choice of support. The rock star tried to push herself back up, get back in the fight after her stupid decision, but she was sent back down with a stomp. "GAAH! GGKKKK!!!" A second soon followed, each pulling a scream from the lightweight. The dancer was far from finished, walking over Chris like she was a welcome mat. "AAGH!!! AAGHH!!!" How her back wasn't broken right now was something Chris wondered.

Her body limply followed Veronika's instructions, her head finding itself between the dancer's soft and strong legs, squeezing her head to keep her in place. She felt Veronika wrap her arms around her midsection, pulling her with her as they moved to the center of the ring. Chris knew what was coming, a powerbomb for a powerbomb no doubt, but she was helpless to try and stop it. She was helpless in her state.