Traci Albrecht vs. Gail Hatzis

Traci Albrecht vs. Gail Hatzis
No-Holds-Barred Humiliation Match
Victory only via humiliating submission


After her rather... unsuccessful hardcore match debut, Traci was more than eager to go back to her more favored kind of match: humiliation. Recovering from all the injuries she got from Akiha had taken quite a while, and the green-haired beauty was very much looking forward to taking out all her frustrations on this Gail woman. Whatever her deal was, she was in for some very vicious treatment from Traci tonight.

As her entrance music began to play, the green-haired beauty appeared on stage wearing her pristine white bikini. She had expected her fanbase would have shrunk some after all her underhanded tactics in her last match, but given that this type of fight was pretty much all about dirty fighting, naturally all the people who came out to see just that roared and cheered her arrival. Of course all those who wanted to see her stripped and humiliated were going to be disappointed, but she planned on making a real show out of Gail.

In stark contrast to the bloody mess she was when she last left a ring, Traci approached this one gracefully, smiling and waving to the crowds. Climbing up onto the canvas, she stepped through the ropes slowly and deliberately, bending over to give a good view of her ass. Given her refined poise, it was hard to think that she was about to be engaged in a savage catfight. Casually strolling over to her corner, she awaited her (hopefully) next victim to arrive as well.

A humiliation match? This would be fun, Gail smirked backstage. It'd been a while since her last match. And from what'd she'd heard of Traci, her soon-to-be opponent had basically gotten destroyed in her debut. A loser and a rookie, this would be real easy. Gail was definitely looking forward to this.

She came out wearing her purple two-piece outfit. They hugged her body tight, with just enough to barely cover her naughty bits, but the audience would be very much disappointed if they thought they'd be seeing what they were covering. They'd just have to be satisfied with seeing the green-haired woman nude instead. She strut her way down, ignoring the audience and its boos.

She glanced at the stage, seeing a sweet-looking woman waiting for her. Smirking, Gail climbed into the ring, with a very brief wiggle of her hips. "Cute bikini." She said, leaning against the ropes. "I think I'll be taking it."

Traci maintained her pleasant smile as Gail entered the ring. Judging by the audience reaction and her poise, it was pretty clear she was a bitch. The girl's purple outfit left little to the imagination, but to Traci, that skimpy cloth was just going to that much easier to remove.

"Your's is quite nice as well." Traci replied, even though she didn't mean it in the least. Though she maintained her farce, she followed up with a very thinly-veiled insult. "I'm not sure you'd be able to fill mine's out very well though..."

Traci's cleverly worded insult on her chest took a second to process through her head, putting a bit of red in her cheeks. "Well aren't you a clever cow." She replied in her steady, smug tone, advancing a step.

"Do keep in mind though... I can't understand your submission if you're mooing." Her insult was not quite as elegant as Traci's. To put it lightly.

Traci barely stifled a laugh at Gail's completely tactless reply. It seemed like messing with her was going to be easy. "Really? You look like the kind of girl that'd be used to dealing with farm animals."

Before the war of words could continue, however, the bell rung out, calling for the start of the match. Looking a bit more smug now, Traci fell into her fighting stance, readying herself to counter whatever Gail's first move would be.

Traci's response only flared her up some more, the confident look melting into a decidely unhappy look.

Thankfully, Gail was spared of coming up with another comeback by the bell. So her reply would be of the physical kind. She ran straight towards the smugfaced Traci, arm extended and aimed at her (not really) oversized chest, eager to knock her ass onto the mat.

Traci easily ducked under Gail's telegraphed move, deftly twirling around and trying to snatch a handful of the girl's short brown hair. Assuming she could get a good enough grip, the green-haired beauty would give it a violent yank, intending to use Gail's own momentum against her and pull her right off her feet and crashing down to the canvas.

Her arm swished through the air, Traci easily getting under her attack and ending up behind Gail. Before she could turn around, the green-haired beauty had a handful of her hair. "Hey! Leggo!" Gail cried, swatting behind her, before she felt herself spinning on her feet, landing facefirst onto the mats, groaning from pain as she got on all fours.

As soon as Gail was down, Traci pounced upon her aggressively, straddling the girl's back and trying to keep her down. Wanting to establish her dominance quickly, she attempt to grab Gail's arms and pull them back, hooking them over her knees before going for a camel clutch; one of her particular favorites.

Gail groaned out loud, feeling Traci's weight squish her back down just as she was getting up. Before she could recover, Gail's foe hbucking her backad hooked her arms over her knees, realizing she was trying to put her in a hold already!

"Like hell you are!" Gail cried, despite not really having a way out. The best she could do was to buck her back as much as she could before Traci could lock her into whatever hold she had planned.