"Circus Cat" Tracy Canon vs Camie Young - Apex Qualifier Match

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Tracy inadvertently channeled her cat gimmick! There was a reason she was The Circus Cat after all! She stayed kinetic! She made sure that she could dish it out while avoiding whatever nasty plans her rival had for her! Tracy used the momentum from Camie's throw to return the favor with a running knee to the face! The commentators got hyped over the fact that The Skintight Submissionist was on roller skates here! Tracy quickly popped up to her feet! She bent forward and hit the mat with both hands before standing up and letting out a battle cry as if she were calling for a big move to finish things!

"YEEEEAAAAH!" Canon would cry out before hooking her up and over Camie's head and bringing her back to the blonde to apply a Three-Quarters Facelock!

Similar to her Opening Act move, Tracy boasted an impressive and effective Sliced Bread #2 finisher that she called The Final Act! The luchadora pointed to the corner and called for the move! She'd take a second to get ready before running towards the corner full-tilt! Tracy's speed was every bit as impressive as her athleticism, her hangtime in the air, and her acrobatics! If she was left uncontested, Canon would get some insane height by kicking off the middle and top turnbuckles and swinging her whole frame up and over Young in a big arc to bring the girl down onto the back of her head and neck to try and end this thing once and for all!

"This is for stalking me and trying to ruin my image!!!" Tracy would roar as she looked to give Camie exactly what she deserved for the many months of ambushes, stalking, and mind games!

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Camie would groan as she was dazed, stumbling after the knee, Tracy locking her head up into a three-quarters facelock, posing to the crowd, before running up the turnbuckle looking to finish the match with the Sliced bread #2! Camie was too dazed to dodge the move or counter, it seemed like there was nothing she could do to counter.

But that was something only some novice would think.

Camie's instincts kicked in despite her dazed state. She refused to accept defeat without a fight. As Tracy ran up the turnbuckle, preparing for her devastating finishing move, Camie harnessed her remaining strength and executed a calculated maneuver. With a well-timed push, she disrupted Tracy's trajectory, causing her opponent to hit the move but also collide with the unsuspecting official. The impact jolted the referee, who staggered backward, clutching their face in pain. Camie's audacious move not only inflicted some discomfort on Tracy but also bought her precious time to regroup and potentially turn the tables in her favour.

The arena erupted with a mix of shock and admiration. Camie's resourcefulness had turned the tide of the match once more. The crowd would boo and scream at the dazed referee, the entire arena was captivated by the unexpected turn of events, fully invested in the unfolding drama of the pair brutal battle. Camie, though battered and disoriented, focused her determination and resilience, knowing that this unforeseen disruption could be the opening she needed to get her chance to finally get the win back, but she wouldn't simply attack post-attack, instead the killer would seize the opportunity to deceive her opponent. With a wince of pain and a deliberate slump of her body, Camie acted like she was knocked out cold. She remained motionless on the mat, pretending to be completely incapacitated, hoping that Tracy would let her guard down and check on the referee, unaware of the cunning trap that had been set.

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Tracy managed to hit her finisher! No one at LAW had kicked out of it thus far! The moment she kicked off the turnbuckles, everyone from the commentators (who were now forced to stand since their table was broken) to the fans knew that Camie had to be done for! The Circus Cat soared through the air gracefully! But as she traveled in an arc, she could feel the sudden shift from her rival's resistance to the move!

"Huh?!" Tracy felt her legs hit something on the way down! She pushed off the canvas and got on her knees! Camie was rocked, as she good and well should be! But the crowd was incensed! And a quick look around showed Tracy why!

"No! No no no! The ref!" Tracy exclaimed, fearing for the female official's safety first and foremost before she feared for the officiating of the match!

Tracy immediately popped up off the canvas and approached the downed woman. The Final Act she hit earlier was replayed in slow-mo on the titantron in the arena. It was clear that the referee took a hard bump there. And to a trained eye, it was clear that Camie set Tracy up that way on purpose! But Tracy's focus wasn't on the screen. As Camie lay there in a heap on the canvas, the fan-favorite luchadora pulled the stripe shirt woman up to her feet. Tracy tucked her head under the referee's arm and walked her over to the far corner. She leaned the official there against the turnbuckles to help her recover. Tracy placed a hand on the woman's shoulder. The redhead made sure the referee was okay. She'd lean over the ropes and call out to the staff.

"Hey! Can we get a doctor to look at her?! And another referee while we're at it? I gotta finish the world's BIGGEST HATER over there!" Canon would say while extending her thumb and pointing behind her. The fans would roar with approval for Tracy's benevolence! And got her desire to put the finishing touches on Camie to follow through on handing the Skintight Submissionist an L in what was probably the single biggest match of Camie's career!

But before she could do that she'd need to make sure that this referee was alright, and that they could get another one!

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Camie would just barely be able to save herself, even though she knew Tracy hitting the finish would likely mean she'd be too dazed to get away, but thankfully, the referee would end up getting knocked down. The official overall wasn't too badly hurt, outside of getting a knee clocking her in the nose, the replay showing clearly that Tracy's accidentally smacked her clean in the face. The official was in a bit of a daze, not doing too well, but the doctors would quickly check on her to see if she was alright to finish the match, likely having her tag out for the remainder of the PPV, all the while Camie would slowly start to recover from the impact.

Camie would blink, looking at the lights and realizing from the loud cries and jeers of the crowd she hadn't been pinned, and she would ever so slowly sit up, noticing that Tracy's back was turned. She knew that attacking her would be a bad move, the official was still getting checked on, and outright getting up was a bad idea. So instead, Camie thought up a better strategy. Simply, oversell the impact.

Not so much someone doing like thirty flips off a big boot like an octopus in a washing machine, but more so, pretending like she hadn't recovered. Oh yeah, TRACY TOTALLY KNOCKED HER OUT, she wasn't moving an inch! At least that's what Tracy would think, as Camie would scoot towards the middle, seemingly setting herself up for Tracy to pin her, or, knowing the circus cat, hit some flashy bullshit off the top rope because, of course, she'd do that. She even went as far as giving a smirk to the crowd and putting a finger to her lips, hushing them as she simply would lay back down, an arm on her forehead, pretending like she was out of it.

Not too long after this, the official would brush herself off and tell Tracy and the doctors she was okay to finish the match, simply getting a tissue for her bloody nose. However, even with the official back, even if Tracy went for a cover, it was all too obvious Camie had a plan to steal it right out from under their noses!

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Tracy stayed by the official's side. She helped the girl get seated on the apron and get checked on. She knew that pinning Camie while there was no ref to actually calm the match would be a waste of time. But much like at the autograph signing, what was even more important to Tracy than winning the match was making sure that no innocent third party got hurt. At the end of the day, as much as Tracy liked to wear her heart on her sleeve, as much as she liked to show off, she prided herself on doing the right thing. All the SWAT Cats did!

"Hey, you rest up okay? The only person that should need a hospital visit after this match is my biggest fan catching a nap over there." Tracy said audibly as she gestured using her thumb to point over her shoulder towards a downed Camie.

"If we gotta get another ref, send one out. I'm gonna close this one out in style right now!" The Circus Cat nodded firmly and then popped up to her feet. She struck a pose with her hands on her curvy hips!

Tracy would start to stretch and get limber! She'd interlace her fingers and then her palms outward! The luscious luchadora would bend forward and quickly touch her toes! She winced as she continued, gripping her thigh and her lower back, exhaling sharply as she toughed things out through all the painful holds and dragon screws she suffered this match at the hands of Young!

In spite of all this, though, Tracy had this in the bag! Every fan and commentator expressed this with cheers and comments that could be heard all over the arena! But as Tracy got limber, a single subtle gesture from Camie would go unnoticed! Just seconds after Camie brought her finger to her lips, Tracy sprang into action!

The referee slowly dusted herself off and hobbled up to her feet using the ropes. And as she did, Tracy Canon darn near became a pink-and-white blur! She dashed to the corner and vaulted onto the middle rope, stepping off of it with one foot before pushing off the middle rope to ascend to the top rope! In just a couple of quick motions, Tracy was on the top rope in less than a couple of seconds!

From here, The Circus Cat would ball her fists and shimmy her way down the length of the top rope! Canon wore a silly yet focused expression on her face! She stuck the tip of her tongue out slightly. Her eyebrows narrowed. Her back was to Camie and the canvas beneath her! Yet Tracy managed to shimmy her way from the turnbuckle! She got halfway down the rope before she jumped up!

A torrent of impressed and concerned reactions filled the arena! With one big hop, Tracy prepared herself to take off! She came down onto the top rope, using it line a trampoline to get even more hangtime! The tag team champion would vault off of the top rope, springboard, and jump higher than anyone else had this PPV when she soared high up into the air and twisted her frame to set up for her Main Attraction Phoenix Splash finisher! It was every bit as impressive as the splash she had used to put Camie through the announce table earlier! Most fans cheered knowing that the match was as good as over if Tracy hit this! But some fans, the fans that were in a good enough position to see Camie subtly telegraph the fact that she was playing possum - those folks knew that if the skintight submissionist got her way here, the tides would surely change in the eleventh hour of his huge grudge match!

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As Tracy soared through the air, her athletic prowess and agility on full display, the crowd erupted in anticipation, fully expecting her Phoenix Splash to be the exclamation point on what had been an intense match. However, taking time to assist the official, along with showing off to the crowd would be two fatal mistakes that would lead to Camie getting her chance! As she twisted and turned mid-air, Camie would spring to life, quickly rolling out of the way causing Tracy to SMACK face-first into the mat!

Right before Tracy could recover, Camie expertly shifted her body, executing a perfect headscissor hold that caught Tracy by surprise. The Circus Cat's triumphant expression turned into a momentary look of shock as she was caught mid-dive. Camie's legs locked around Tracy's head and neck, squeezing her tight as the crowd gasped collectively, witnessing the sudden turn of events. But it was about to get a lot worse for Tracy, as once Camie locked in the headscissor, she quickly grabbed the cat's leg, attempting to pull it up and overhead! If this worked, Camie would lock the leg under her arm put, forcing Tracy into the splits! The Circus cat's leg and crotch were in AGONIZING pain as Camie kept wrenching on the hold, gritting her teeth into her mouth guard. She looked to push her joints to the limit, wrapping her legs around the masked girl's head, stretching Tracy's legs apart to further strain the masked woman's crotch, spreading her legs wide in a leg split hold!

"WHAT YOU HAVING A CHAT WITH THE REF FOR TRACY! SHE'S A BIG GIRL SHE CAN HANDLE YOU KICKING HER IN THE FACE!" Camie yelled, a lot more intense now that victory was close, the crowd begging and pleading with the trapped cat to counter the hold! "Come on Tracy, weren't you gonna give it to me! Well, how about you 'it' to me, as in stop attacking like you a real wrestler and TAP!" Camie mocked with a grin, before quickly shifting into the hold, laying down on her back, wrenching her legs apart in a painful leg split, looking to bring even more pain to the circus cat's crotch, by pulling her apart in the most painful of ways with her Headscissor Stump Puller combo, also known as the Wine of Dionysus!

Tracy's limbs were ensnared in a relentless leg split, forced into an excruciating position as Camie's expertly applied headscissor hold maintained its vice-like grip as it was stretched at an unnatural angle. Simultaneously, Camie's thighs bore down on Tracy's head and neck, creating a dual assault that not only aimed to rip Tracy's joints off but also threatened to cut off her air supply, inching her closer to unconsciousness. As if the torment wasn't enough, Camie's determined resolve to secure the victory made her much more determined. No nonsense at all as she intensified the submission hold's brutality. The relentless pressure on Tracy's head, leg, and crotch, with Tracy's skimpy attire meaning the fabric strained against her most intimate regions, revealing just a subtle hint of camel toe, showing just how hard Camie was yanking on her leg to get her to finally quit!

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Referee shenanigans aside, Tracy had all the momentum in the world! Camie's quest to rise through the ranks at her rival's expense, the stalking, the ambushes, the sheer gallons of haterade she was drinking anytime she even breathed Tracy's name - all of it would come to a head when Tracy hit her Main Attraction finisher to the tune of thousands of fans cheering The Circus Cat's moniker!

And it was in that moment where Tracy artfully twirled through the air that it became clear! The referee distractions, the act of playing possum - all these events were all just a part of Camie's diabolical and underhanded designs!

SPLAT!

The sound of Tracy hitting nothing but canvas took the wind out of the sails of everyone in the arena! All at once, they gasped with collective shock! The commentators broke out into an uproar over Young just blatantly being a snake in the grass and being dead weight right up until the very second she saw an opportunity to punish Tracy for spending any amount of time on the ref or the fans!

The conniving blonde rolled out of the way at the last possible moment! Tracy bounced up to her knees and clutched her core with both hands, practically hugging herself around the middle as her lips formed a lowercase "o" shape while the luchadora writhed in pain from the missed top-rope Splash! And ever the opportunist, ever the Circus Cat hater - Camie was at the ready! Tracy was hurting for no more than two seconds before Camie scissored her long, admittedly strong legs around the tag team champion's head and neck!

"AUGH!" Tracy would yelp out in pain!

Camie would move so quickly here, that the audience barely had time to process their initial shock! While still keeping the Headscissor clamped on, the Skintight Submissionist snapped up Tracy's leg, bending the flexible luchadora's leg under her arm to force Tracy into something of a Leg Split hold! The combination of holds was immediately grimace-inducing! Even for a flexible wrestler like Tracy, at a glance, you could tell that it just had to hurt!

The thin fabric of Tracy's leotard practically disappeared between her thick thighs and her womanhood! Camie relentlessly wrenched the hold, gritting her teeth as she put the squeeze on Canon's neck and head while forcing her into quite the uncomfortable split! The worst part for Tracy was just how much Camie was absolutely reveling in this! Boos descended from the crowd like hail! Reprimanding comments from LAW officials were spewed like they were venom! But all that noise wasn't half as loud to Tracy as her rival's loud, callous, annoying gloating!

"pant....pant...." A struggling Tracy let out heavy breath after heavy breath. Her big breasts heaved with each inhale!

"Hey....shut up, Camie!" Canon would roar as she balled her fist! Her eyes were still shut tight with pain! But her shaking fist gave fans hope that The Circus Cat would not fall here!

Right after her remark, Young motioned to transition into the Wine of Dionysus! Tracy moved her arms and flailed! She tried to sit up once Camie started moving! The SWAT Cat showed signs of life and resistance! But ultimately, with some shifting and some intense determination, Camie's massive desire to best Tracy and cement her place as one of the greats at LAW saw to it that she'd trap Tracy in the completed version of her finishing hold!

"AUGH! OW OW OW OW!!!!" Tracy writhed and screamed! Her camel toe was plainly visible! The Wine of Dionysus compressed her curvy frame and bent her at such unnatural angles, that her leotard hugged her in ways that left absolutely nothing to the imagination! Tracy's nipples were visibly erect. The outline of her mound was plain to see! Her mouth was agape with pained screams!

Tracy remained trapped like this for a good ten seconds before fans began to wonder if someone was going to stop this match! As the last bits of hope began to fade away, Tracy raised her hand high! Fans despaired at the thought of their beloved Circus Cat tapping! But even if she did, the referee had only just begun to stir! Tracy had no doubt that Camie was absolutely relishing in this. She wanted nothing more than to punch Young in her stupid mouthguard that she kept biting into and chewing! But after a couple seconds of keeping her hand raised, it became apparent that Tracy raised her arm not to tap, but to generate momentum!

"HUP!" Tracy would grunt loudly!

She summoned everything she had left to swing her arm in the arc over and across her own chest! Tracy would generate enough torque to roll both herself and Camie over! While The Circus Cat was known for her flashy moves, it remained a fact that she was one of the most technical wrestlers on the LAW roster! Each of The SWAT Cats was!

Tracy would look to take advantage of her one free leg and her own flexibility! She'd look to roll herself and Camie over a full rotation towards the ropes! After landing on her back, Canon would fully extend her one free leg! And by the skin of her teeth, by some miracle, the flat yellow sole of her tippy toes of her pink boots would actually touch the bottom rope!

And the moment it did, the referee girl would finally begin to slowly and sluggishly stir! It was clear the woman was trying to get up to all fours! But while she couldn't call the rope break, all the fans in the arena could! Fans shouted the word "Break!" from all over! Fans would cheer in celebration even though the ref had yet to acknowledge it!

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"OH WHATS WRONG KITTY? Gonna cry now that you're in a real WRESTLERS submission? A bimbo like you probably never REMOTELY been in a hold like this!" Camie taunted as Tracy screamed and flailed in the hold, the circus cat. But Tracy would suddenly get close to freedom, rolling the pair closer to the ropes, Camie gritting her teeth in annoyance. As Tracy managed to reach the bottom rope, the referee, still groggy, failed to recognize the rope break. The crowd continued to clamour for a break, their cheers giving a massive amount of support for The Circus Cat. However, Camie, fueled by her ruthless determination, ignored the pleas and kept the Headscissor and Leg Split hold locked in. The luchadora's struggles intensified as the milliseconds ticked by. Tracy's face turned a deep shade of red, her breaths becoming more laboured. The pain was excruciating, and the relentless grip of Camie's thighs and arms threatened to sap the last bit of fight from Tracy.

Just as Tracy's foot brushed against the bottom rope, and the referee was almost back to their feet, offering a glimmer of hope, Camie's eyes narrowed with a sinister intent. "Not this time!" She would threaten in a poisonous tone, and with a sudden and vicious motion, she released the headscissor, only to deliver a sharp and well-aimed axe kick directly to Tracy's crotch. The impact was nothing short of brutal, a visceral eruption of pain that radiated through every nerve ending in Tracy's body. Time seemed to slow as the excruciating sensation took hold of the cat, a searing agony that would leave The Circus Cat momentarily paralyzed. A sharp, stabbing pain shot through her crotch, causing her to gasp for air as her hands instinctively clutched at the source of torment.

The arena erupted into a chorus of disapproving jeers and screams, as Camie, disregarded the audience's disdain, and revelled in the opportunity to finally break the Circus cat. With a swift, calculated motion, she dragged the Circus Cat away from the ropes, positioning her in the middle of the canvas, effectively eliminating any hope of the ropes and giving her a respite for Tracy.

The Vampire squid wasted no time in once again securing the headscissor-Leg Split. The sharp pain that had initially gripped Tracy's crotch intensified tenfold, sending ripples of agony coursing through her entire body. The relentless pressure on her sensitive region made it feel as though hellfire had ignited within her, each movement sending shockwaves of torment through her nerves.

Tracy's head, trapped between Camie's powerful thighs, felt like it was in a vice, the relentless squeeze threatening to pop her skull like an overripe grape. The squeeze blurred her vision, as Camie yanked Tracy's leg with unrelenting force, the strain on her flexibility became unbearable. The blonde submission specialist exhibited a ruthless determination, her fingers digging into Tracy's ankle as she refused to lose the chance to defeat her.

"What's wrong Tracy?! Nothing smart to say? No funny comeback? COME ON, say something funny!" Camie hissed before wrenching her foe's legs apart even further, the thin fabric of Tracy's leotard clung to her curvaceous form, giving her a wedgie to her burning groin, stretched to its limits, threatening to not only break Tracy but also leaving Tracy utterly humiliated in defeat as Camiel was threatening to expose her to the crowd! The crowd's emotional protests intensified for Tracy, but Camie, fueled by her desire to break Tracy's spirit, remained steadfast in her cruel dominance, looking to finally, FINALLY, break Tracy!

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The crazy look in Camie's eyes and the madness in her tone of voice said it all! Her obsession with discrediting and dominating The Circus Cat, her obsession with getting the biggest win of her career by making Tracy tap - it was all coming to a head here in front of a live PPV LAW crowd!

"Ngh! Rggrrr! Shut up! Shut up!" The redheaded luchadora would grunt! Tracy did her best to tune Camie out. It was working, too! Nudge by nudge, inch by inch, she was making her way to the ropes!

Just like earlier in the match, the ropes were within reach! Or they would be soon! The SWAT Cat had already proven that she could find her way out of Camie's potent holds and find her way back into the match! The crowd knew she could! The commentators knew she could! Even Camie knew deep down that Tracy could do it! And that right there was the problem! After much struggle between the two, one dynamic roll from Tracy was enough to bring both women just close enough to the bottom ropes! The yellow sole of Canon's pink boot touched the bottom rope! For all of Camie's insults and trash talk, everyone in the arena could see that Tracy had it in her to earn a rope break! Everyone but the referee! And Young was all too happy to take advantage of that fact!

Just when the cheers and hype and the demand for Camie to break the hold all reached their height! Just when the crowd and the commentators began to pipe up the loudest, The Skintight Submissionist struck! The bitter blonde didn't let go or ease back her hold on Tracy for even a single second! Rather, the moment Tracy began to grow faint, the moment The Circus Cat's curvy, supple frame grew lax in the strong, oppressive grip of Camie's slender yet powerful thighs, Camie released the Headscissor portion of her Wine of Dionysus! The bigger girl raised her leg high into the air and swung down the heel of her boot right into the luchadora's stretched and exposed crotch!

"Ha! Eat it, Camie! Break the hold you hateful heifer! Break the-" But Tracy's protests wouldn't be answered by the referee. The thousands among the audience screaming for Camie to break the hold wouldn't be vindicated by the official physically removing an overzealous Camie from the fan-favorite tag team champion! The striped shirt girl was still down! No, instead, a pained, silent wheeze would fall from Tracy's lips as her mouth opened and her face contorted with anguish!

The axe kick to the groin completely overwhelmed The Circus Cat! Not only did Camie's kick connect cleanly and brutally, but Tracy tapping into her flexibility and spreading her legs in order to reach the ropes gave Young a massive opening to low blow the luchadora at her absolute most vulnerable! Boos instantly flooded the arena and drowned out all other sounds! But even with the overwhelming noise, Canon couldn't form words or even a proper scream!

As she took in all the pain, Tracy's bright blue eyes nearly rolled to the back of her head! Her face became flush enough with strain and agony that the shade of red on her grimacing face nearly matched the color of her hair! Tracy's head would fall back onto the mat! She'd lay there lifelessly with her tongue lolled out of her mouth and her legs still spread far apart due to Camie's Leg Spread hold! Overwhelmed with immeasurable pain, Tracy lay there limp! And as much as the very sight of what everyone just witnessed filled LAW fans with rage, this turn of events seemed to give Camie's life meaning!

The sadistic blonde immediately dragged a defenseless Tracy by her leg, away from the ropes and back to the center of the ring! In a swift and admittedly impressive motion, Camie reapplied her best finishing hold in one fell swoop, snapping Tracy's masked head up in a Headscissor whilst also using some quick hand work to secure the luchadora's legs and spread them like there was no tomorrow!

It was despicable to see just how much taking the low road filled Camie Young with drive! With the unrelenting desire to utterly destroy the opponent that must have given her the biggest challenge yet! The Vampire Squid girl's legs visibly flexed and tensed around Canon's head and neck, much, much harder than they had the last time she applied the hold! Camie also pulled Tracy's legs apart with such force and so much gusto that Tracy's legs split wide enough to form a perfectly flat 180-degree line! With no resistance or defense from the pink and white luchadora, Camie was able to apply the full force of The Wine of Dionysus! She was able to push this finishing hold to its absolute limit, and Tracy beyond hers! She stretched Tracy so much that the fabric of her leotard covered almost no meaningful surface area of her womanhood! Which added insult and humiliation to an already devastating hold!

After a good ten seconds or so, the referee finally, finally began to stir! The official would wake up to see fans throwing popcorn and other small food items at the ring! She'd see Camie hiss and hurl insults and expletives at a weakened Tracy! The world would bear witness to Camie reaching down Tracy's lower abdomen to yank her leotard up and further test the limits of Tracy's flexibility and hips/groin area! And when Camie looked into Tracy's eyes just begging her to over and over again to say or do something smart, against every fiber of being, against the hopes of the millions of fans watching all around the world, against everything Tracy herself wanted out of this match, the luchadora remained unresponsive! Worse, yet, Tracy's head slumped to the side, away from Camie! Her eyes were fully closed! She wasn't moving! And Camie wasn't stopping!

The referee realized that Tracy probably ended up in this predicament because of the opening created by the luchadora's attempt to tend to her. But regrettably, that didn't matter. She crawled over to The Circus Cat and waved her hand in front of Tracy's face but......

"........."

No response.

The referee girl cursed under her breath and looked away. She immediately raced to her feet and ran to the ropes to call to the timekeeper!

"DING! DING! DING!"

And just like that....by hook or by crook, Camie Young did it. She secured the biggest win of her wrestling career by actually submitting/KO'ing THE Circus Cat of The SWAT Cats! After weeks of stalking, accosting, and humiliating, Camie Young had broken Tracy Canon!

And every single fan and staff member in the arena was on their feet to boo Camie and chastise her for how dirty she played things to get here!!!

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Camie had done it. All the mocking, the insults, the belittling, she made Tracy pay for it all, and she had beat her. Camie would lay on the canvas, her chest rising and falling with exhaustion. The adrenaline of the match still pulsed through her veins, mingling with the triumphant satisfaction of having bested Tracy in the ring, her ears ringing after the cruelling match was finally over. Despite the fatigue weighing heavily on her body, a smug smirk was written on her lips as she basked in the glory of her win.

Yet, even as she relished the moment, a nagging sense of restlessness gnawed at the edges of her mind.

She needed something more, something that would solidify her dominance over Tracy. It took her a moment, her mind racing a million miles an hour in seconds to come up with a plan, and with a defiant glint in her eye, Camie pushed herself up onto her elbows, surveying the arena with a calculating gaze. She had the perfect idea. The referee, dazed and disoriented from the chaos of the match, stumbled to her feet and checked Tracy, only to be grabbed by the haor and thrown to the outside. This was her moment, and she wasn't about to let anyone—or anything—stand in her way.

"You pathetic bimbette," Camie sneered, her voice dripping with venomous disdain. "You wanna make wrestling all about ass and stripteasing? Well, if you wanna strip so bad, I'll strip the most delicate thing you have." With each word, Camie's tone grew more taunting, as if she took pleasure in twisting the knife deeper into Tracy's wounded pride. She relished in the power she held over her defeated opponent, and she was ready to inflict one final, humiliating blow.

UNMASKING THE CIRCUS CAT

With a swift and deliberate motion, Camie reached for Tracy's mask, her fingers curling around the fabric of her laces as she ripped them free. This wasn't just about winning—it was about asserting her dominance in the most degrading and humiliating way possible. With one tug, she yanked the mask right off Tracy's face, performing the most deliberate display of disrespect she could, unmasking the circus cat! Tracy's identity lay bare for all to see, the heroic cat's image shattered, her confidence and mockery shattering as she would leave her vulnerability exposed for the world to witness, and Camie savoured every moment of it.

The crowd's boos grew louder, threatening to reach the level of a riot as their outrage was palpable in the air, but Camie paid them no mind. She was in her element now, fueled by the thrill of domination and the rush of victory. Cameras wouldn't be able to catch a clear look at her face, rather her red locks covering her eyes and her drooling lips. Camie would make this impossible as if Unmasking wasn't bad enough, she then shoved the defeated and disgraced cat to her back, before sitting on the girl's face, smugly posing ontop of her. She removed her mouth guard and held Tracy's mask firmly in her teeth, Camie leaned forward, pressing her weight down onto Tracy's face. Any muffled protests were drowned out by the roar of the crowd as Camie smothered her with the ultimate symbol of her defeat.

The crowd's boos reached a fever pitch as Camie sat on Tracy's helpless form. This was her moment of triumph, her ultimate victory over her rival, and she intended to savour it for all it was worth. With Tracy's unmasked face buried beneath her ass, Camie revelled in the sensation of power coursing through her veins. This was more than just a win—it was a statement, a testament to her dominance in the ring.