Stacy Keibler teaches Big Show a lesson in humility.
By Crohnsman Crohnsman67216@yahoo.com
Tired of hearing Big Show run his mouth, Stacy Keibler challenges him to a loser wears a diaper match.

Stacy Keibler is lounging around in her bedroom, thinking about
everything that has happened since she forced Vince McMahon to let her
wrestle the men. As she suspected, she took the men apart with ease. None
of them put up much of a fight against the beautiful blond. They were
simply outclassed by her strength and wrestling ability. All the men were
left crying or sleeping in the ring when she was finished with them. Fear
kept them from asking for a rematch.

After winning the USA Championship and the World Championship belts,
Stacy opted to leave Vince McMahon alone. Even though she had to force
him into helping her obtain her goals, he had obeyed her without
question. So she rewarded him by letting him get back to business as
usual. Besides, he had other headaches now. The other wrestling Divas
watched Stacy wade through the men like they were little boys, and
decided they could do it too. Now they were on his back to set them up in
matches with the men.

Vince was going out of his mind. His ratings and bank account had soared
when Stacy fought and defeated the men to win the Championships. But he
was delighted that things would return to normal. He still believed that
wrestling was a mans game, and men should be the main attraction. So when
Torrie Wilson, Jackie Gayda, Trish Stratus, Lita, and the other Divas
began to hound him to wrestle the men, he completely lost it. The women
were trying to make a mockery of the sport he loved. But he couldn't
refuse them, after Stacy forced him to open the door.

The men were on his ass too. Especially the ones who lost to, and were
humiliated by, Stacy. They didn't want to take the chance that it would
happen again, if they fought the other lady wrestlers. But Vince had no
other choice. The women were threatening to sue, or drag his ass out into
the ring and shame him in front of millions of people. So he threatened
to sue the men for breech of contract if they didn't comply with his
wishes and fight the women. The whole thing had turned into a big
frustrating headache.

The answer to his problems fell into his lap. Or at least Vince thought
it would be the answer to his problems. He had just acquired the contract
of a 7 foot tall, 507 pound wrestler named Paul Wight, who billed himself
as The Big Show. If The Big Show was to challenge Stacy Keibler and beat
her convincingly, then the other women would shut their yaps. Or he would
match them against The Big Show, so he could destroy them too. It sounded
like a fool proof plan. It all hinged on The Big Show beating and
degrading Stacy in the ring. Surely Stacy couldn't beat a man THAT BIG.
It just wasn't possible.

Vince stalled the women and called Paul Wight into his office. "Son, how
would you like a shot at being the USA Champion and World Champion of
wrestling? I believe if anyone deserves to hold those belts, it's you.
What do you say?" "Absolutely Mr. McMahon, I would love to be Champion.
That was my main goal when I got into the sport." "Good my boy, I'm glad
you feel that way. And call me Vince."

"Now, Stacy has gone into semi retirement since she won the belts, so you
might have to goad her into accepting a match with you. Do you think you
can pull it off?" "You bet Vince. When I want something, I go after it
with all guns blazing. I'll start a campaign to shame her into accepting
right away. By the time I'm through, the only option she will have is to
fight me. Then the belts and the Championships will belong to me."

"Great son, I'm proud to hear you say that. The Championship belts should
belong to a man anyway. And I think you're that man." "Don't worry Vince.
They're as good as won. And thanks for the opportunity, I owe you one."
"You just win those belts and humiliate Stacy in that ring my boy. That
will be thanks enough for me." "You got it Vince. I can hear her begging
and crying already. I'll annihilate the bitch so bad, she will never
think about wrestling a man again. I can feel those belts around my waist
right now."

Vince showed the big man out and flopped down in his chair. He began
giggling like a young school boy, at the thought of men dominating the
wrestling world again. When Big Show took Stacy apart in that ring, and
returned the Championship belts to the men where they belonged, then he
could get back to business as usual. Those damn women would toe the line,
or he would ship their asses out. He was laughing out loud when he got up
and headed out the door for lunch. This plan would work. It had to, for
his sake.

Stacy had just returned from a week of vacationing at the beach. She swam
a lot, and worked on her tan. It was Friday night, so she planned to stay
at home and watch the wrestling matches on the WWE. After fixing a bite
to eat, she settled on the sofa and turned on the TV. She was enjoying
herself as she watched the action and listened to the commentators. The
second match was just completed, when a big man jumped into the ring and
ripped the microphone out of the announcers hand. Her relaxing evening
was about to be interrupted.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, my name is The Big Show. They call me that because
I'm 507 pounds of mean, male muscle. I'm here tonight to issue a
challenge to the USA and World Champion belt holder, Stacy Keibler. You
have two belts that rightfully belong to me bitch, and I want them. I
know you beat all of the men to get those belts. But compared to me,
they're total wimps. Do you have the guts to face a real man in the ring,
or will you run off and hide behind your mama's skirt. I really couldn't
blame you if you did, because I'm way to much man for you to handle."

The crowd was booing the big man and chanting Stacy's name. Big Show
smiled to himself, because that's exactly what he wanted them to do. It
would add an enormous amount of pressure, to force Stacy to accept his
challenge. "The fans think you should wrestle me little girl, but it's
not their ass I would be taking apart in the ring. I can understand if
you're afraid to face me, because I would hurt you beyond belief if you
were to accept."

"But then again, you would be a real chicken shit Champion if you didn't.
It sort of has a ring to it doesn't it? S tacy Keibler, the chicken shit
Champion. Why not just give me the belts and find you a good man to make
babies with. That's where you belong anyway bitch, in the bedroom and in
the kitchen. So accept my challenge, or hand over the belts and save
yourself a world of pain. If you find the courage to face me, let me know
bitch. I want my belts."

Stacy immediately called Vince and told him she would be there next week
to respond to the big mouths challenge. Vince was totally elated when he
hung up. The plan was working. Soon, the men would be back in control
where they belonged. Damn women have to try and ruin everything, he
thought to himself. Why can't they just accept their place and stay
there. Always putting their two cents in where they have no business
doing it. Can't seem to keep their mouths shut. Damn women are a pain in
the ass.

Stacy thought about it all week, and came up with an idea she liked. Mr.
big shot Big Show, was in for a big surprise. He would remember the day
he opened his big mouth to the wrong woman for a very long time. She was
going to make certain of that. The big man was going to pay with pain and
humiliation. Stacy made the final arrangements for her plan on Friday
morning, and drove to the arena that night.

Before the start of the first match, Stacy strolled down the ramp and
entered the ring. When she asked the announcer for the microphone, the
crowd went wild. They suspected she was there to answer the challenge of
The Big Show. "Pardon me ladies and Gentlemen, but I need to address a
challenged issued to me last week by The Big Mouth." The crowd began
laughing. "Are you here tonight Mr. Big Mouth? I'm here to answer your
challenge, if you have the nerve to repeat it to my face."

A few seconds later, The Big Show strutted down the ramp towards the
ring. The crowd was booing the big man and chanting Stacy's name. Upon
entering the ring, he grabbed another microphone and turned to face
Stacy. "So you had the guts to show up little girl. Are you here to hand
me my belts, or do I have to whip your ass in the ring and take them away
from you?" Stacy smiled as she approached the big man.

"I'm here to accept your challenge big mouth, if you accept my
conditions." The big man was elated. The Championship belts would soon be
his. He could whip this little girl easily, no matter what conditions she
proposed. "I'll accept anything you want bitch. You won't stand a chance
against me in any kind of match. Those two belts belong to me, and I want
them. So what are your conditions?" This was going just as Stacy expected
it would. The man was totally arrogant and confident, because he was so
big.

"OK big mouth, here's the deal. There will not be a time limit. It will
be a submission only match, with the wrestler that wins two out of three
falls declared the winner." Big Show interrupted her, thinking she was
through. "I accept bitch. When do you want your destruction to happen?"
"I wasn't finished big mouth. There's one more thing I wanted to add."
She turned and waved at someone standing at the corner of the ramp. A man
started toward the rin g, carrying something in his hands. The crowd
waited patiently, to see what she had in mind.

The man handed Stacy some folded up cloth, and stepped out of the ring.
Smiling, she turned to Big Show and unfolded one of the items in her
hand. "The last stipulation I have, is that the loser has to wear a
diaper." She held up a large pink diaper, with Velcro strips attached at
the corners. The crowd went wild. "Do you accept my terms big mouth, or
have you lost your nerve?" "Hell yes I accept. I'll enjoy putting a
diaper on you after I put you in your place. You'll be crying like a baby
anyway, so you might as well look the part."

Stacy handed him a much smaller version of the large diaper she was
holding. "Then it's settled big mouth. We wrestle next next Friday night,
with the loser being paraded around the ring wearing a diaper." Stacy
turned to the crowd. "Does that meet with your approval Ladies and
Gentlemen?" The crowd was standing and screaming their heads off. "HELL
YES!"

"I'll see you next Friday night little man. If you haven't lost your
nerve by then." "Don't worry bitch, I'll be here. You just bring those
Championship belts. Because after I'm through messing you up, they will
be mine." "I'll bring them big mouth. And when it's over, I'll be wearing
them while everyone makes fun of you in your pink diaper. You made the
mistake of pissing off the wrong woman little man. And next week, you'll
pay for that mistake."

The whole week, everybody was talking about the match. All the major news
stations carried the story, and reminded everyone about it every evening.
By the time Friday night rolled around, the whole world was tuned in to
see what would happen. Vince was really excited about it. He made a
bundle putting it on pay per view. And, he thought of it as the night the
wrestling world would be returned to the men where it belonged. He was as
happy as a boy in a toy store, with unlimited cash.

The announcer introduced The Big Show and he strolled down the ramp to
the ring. The crowd was booing as he strutted around in his black
wrestling trunks, with his mighty arms raised in the air. He beat on his
broad chest and growled at the crowd, as he circled the ring. The
announcer introduced Stacy, and the boos quickly changed to cheers. She
smiled and waved to the crowd as she climbed the steps and crawled
through the ropes.

As the announcer was giving the details of the match, the two combatants
stared at each other. Stacy was wearing a pair of cut off jean shorts,
that barely covered her firm, tight ass, and made her gorgeous 42 inch
tanned legs stand out. A red and white print top, with red and white
tennis shoes, completed her outfit. They each brought the diaper they
planned on making the other wear when the match was over. The diapers
were placed on the floor in their corners. When the announcer was
finished, he climbed out of the ring. The crowd waited impatiently for
the bell to ring, while millions were glued to their TV sets,
anticipating the start of the match.

The bell rang and the two slowly walked toward each other. "Your ass is
mine now bitch. I'm going to hurt you like you've never been hurt
before." The Big Show reached for Stacy, but she was much quicker then he
expected. She stepped to her left and grabbed his right wrist. A hard
jerk and the big man stumbled forward. Stacy turned her body to the left
in a circle, and cracked him behind the head with her elbow.."WHACK!"..he
stumbled forward again.

When he turned back towards her, his stomach was met by a red and white,
tennis shod foot.."WHAM!"..the blow caused the air to rush out of his
open mouth, and bent him over where Stacy wanted him. She grabbed his
head and stuffed it between her thighs. Wrapping her arms around his
waist, the crowd gasped as she picked the 507 pound big man up. His body
was perpendicular to the floor, with his kicking legs high in the air.
Stacy dropped to her knees in a perfect pile driver.

"SLAM!"..his head hit the floor just as Stacy turned him loose. His body
fell to the mat hard.."BLAM!" The big man was groggy and slightly out of
it. Stacy mounted his back, and pulled his large muscular arms up over
her raised knees. Cupping his chin in both hands, she leaned back and
pulled his upper body with her. The camel clutch caused a great deal of
pain to his back, neck, and shoulders, but he couldn't scream through his
clenched teeth and tightly held chin.

"You seem to be speechless little man. Why aren't you running that big
mout h of yours now?" Stacy leaned down and whispered in his ear. "This
is just the beginning of the pain I'm going to put you through tonight
wimp. You'll be crying and begging before I'm finished with you. And I
bet you'll look real cute in that big pink diaper I'll dress you in when
it's all over. You should think twice before you let your big mouth
overload your ass. But you'll learn. And it will be a very painful
lesson."

Stacy stood and let his body flop to the floor. She heard him groan as
she stepped away and waited for him to get to his feet. The crowd was
going wild, and loudly chanting her name. Big Show climbed to his feet,
rubbing his neck and shoulders. "I'll kill you for that you little bitch.
I'm going to crush you like a grape, and mangle that tiny body until no
one will recognize you. So say your prayers, because when I get my hands
on you, your dead meat bitch."

Stacy smiled and beckoned him to her with her finger. It enraged the big
man so much, he charged at her like a pissed off rhino. At the last
second, Stacy dodged to her left and stuck her arm out to clothes line
the big man. His upper body stopped when it met her arm, but his legs
didn't. They churned a few more steps before they flew in the air. His
large body made a loud sound when he hit the canvas on his back.."BLAM!"
He was disoriented and out of it again.

Stacy lifted his right arm and twisted, as she stepped completely around
it. His painful scream was cut off, when she placed her left foot across
his throat. "Lets see how much pain you can take pansy a ss." She twisted
his arm to the breaking point, and easily held it there. She released his
wrist with her left hand, and used it to bend his fingers back. His large
body was flopping around on the canvas, as he desperately tried to break
her holds. But it was a futile attempt. She had him pinned securely.

Stacy worked on his right arm until she was sure it would be useless to
him for quite a while. She released him and stepped back smiling. Big
Show slowly climbed to his feet, with his right arm clutched to his
chest. "Ahhh, did the little girl hurt your pitifully weak arm sissy boy?
Well, don't worry, you'll soon have a matching set. Before Big Show knew
what hit him, Stacy used his own finishing move against the big man.

She quickly reached up and grabbed him by the throat with her right hand.
Her left was placed on the back of his neck. Raising his body up by her
choke hold while stepping forward, the big man was lifted off of his feet
and slammed to the mat on his back.."SLAM!" The Chokeslam worked it's
magic, because he didn't know where he was or what was going to happen to
him next. With him incapacitated, Stacy rolled him to his stomach without
any resistance from the big man. She straddled his back and securely
wrapped him up in a full nelson. The crowd was chanting her name again.

Stacy sat on his lower back and placed her feet out to the sides for
leverage. When she was ready, she whispered in his ear again. "It's time
for you to scream like a little girl and declare me the winner of the
first fall. Say it loud for me you little bitch, or I'll break your back
before the ref tells me to turn you loose." She planted her feet firmly,
and wrenched his upper body off of the mat. She leaned back until his
back was at the breaking point, and The Big Show screamed like she
predicted.

"AARRGGHHHHHHHHHH!" "I...GIVE...I...GIVE...PLEASE...I...GIVE!" The ref
tapped her on the shoulder and she turned the screaming man loose. He lie
there whimpering, as she strolled back to her corner. Stacy told the ref
she would allow him a rest period, so he would be at full strength for
the second fall. The ref thought it was a bit unusual, but shrugged his
shoulders and walked away. The crowd watched Stacy and went into
hysterics when they saw what she was about to do.

Stacy sat down in her corner and removed her red and white tennis shoes.
She reached in her pocket and pulled out a small vile. When she planted
her right foot on the mat in front of her and opened the vile, the crowd
went crazy. They laughed their heads off, as they watched her paint her
toe nails with the red nail polish. When she was finished, she placed the
vile back in her pocket, and blew on the polish to dry it. Satisfied that
it was dry, she slipped her freshly painted toes back in her tennis shoes
and laced them up. She stood, and nodded to the ref.

The bell rang for the start of the second fall, and The Big Show came out
of his corner with murder in his eyes. He was pissed that the bitch got
lucky and forced him to give up and lose the first fall. But when he saw
her calmly painting her toe nails while he recuperated from the pain, he
totally lost it. Her luck had run out. This time, he was going to rip her
limbs from her scrawny body. She fucked up by making a fool out of the
wrong man. She was going to pay for that mistake with her blood, and
broken bones.

When the two wrestlers were near each other, Big Show reached out to grab
Stacy. But his right arm was still in a great deal of pain, and didn't
respond like he wanted it to. Stacy quickly grabbed his left wrist and
began swinging him in a circle. She built up enough momentum after a
couple of circles, and had Big Show slightly off balance. She turned him
loose, and he went stumbling towards the ropes, face first.

He tried to grab the ropes, but he bounced off of them so fast and hard,
that he missed. Stacy waited for the big man as he backpedaled towards
her, still off balance. She stepped to the side as he reached her and
slammed him in the chest with one of her roundhouse kicks. The kick sped
up his pace, and made him bounce off of the ropes even harder. He was
coming back to her at a pretty good speed, still off balance and at her
mercy. This time she stood in the middle of the ring, and waited for him
to reach her.

When he got there, she threw her right arm under his left and grabbed the
back of his shoulder. Turning her hip into him, she flipped the big man
over to land hard on his back.."SLAM!" Stacy knelt down and put his left
arm in an arm bar hold. He was kicking and struggling to break free, but
it was useless. She cranked on his arm for quite a while, as he lie there
whimpering. Tired of that hold, she flipped him to his stomach and
wrenched his left arm up his back in a hammerlock. She worked on it some
more.

When she was satisfied that both arms were nearly unusable, she turned
the big man loose. He could offer little resistance, when Stacy wrapped
his legs up in a figure four leg lock. Leaning back on her hands, Big
Show screamed from the pain she was causing him. "AARRGHHHHHH!"
"MY...LEGS...MY...LEGS... YOU'RE...BREAKING...MY...LEGS!" "Do you give up
big mouth?" "NO...NO...NO!" "Then I guess I'll have to hurt you a little
more wimp." "AARRGGHHHHHHHHHHH!" He screamed again.

The Big Show was really hurting, but he couldn't give up. He gritted his
teeth and withstood the awful pain, in hopes of getting his hands on her
soon. If he could just get hold of her, the advantage would swing to him.
Because he planned to destroy the bitch, until she begged to give up to
escape the pain. He had to hold on. It boggled his mind that she was
barely one fifth his size, and he hadn't been able to inflict any damage
on her yet.

Stacy released the big man and stood up smiling. Big Show tried to get to
his feet, but his legs were to weak and painful to hold up his enormous
weight. She knew he was beaten and at her mercy, so all she had to do was
convince him of that fact. For the next thirty minutes, The Big Show was
flipped, thrown, bent, twisted, wrapped up in countless holds, and
thoroughly woman handled. When she was through, the big man was nothing
but a whimpering, sobbing little boy. It was ti me to end this match.

Big Show had nothing left to stop the dominate blond from doing with him
as she wished. Stacy placed him on his stomach, with his useless arms
lying at his sides. Facing his feet, she laid down across his back and
reached behind her to pull his head up. Then she put her gorgeous legs
around his neck in a reverse scissors hold. Next, she bent his legs at
the knees, and wrapped her arms around his calves and grabbed his wrists.
He was completely immobilized.

She then bent her own knees, until her calves were mashed against his
face. "OK you pathetic loser, this is really going to hurt. It's time for
you to scream your submission, and declare me the winner of this match.
Then I'll dress you in your cute little diaper and parade you around the
ring. So scream loud you little bitch, before I snap your neck."

Stacy applied an overwhelming amount of pressure to her scissor hold, and
bent her legs and his neck back further. The Big Show could feel his neck
was about to break, and all thoughts of hanging on, left his mind.
"I...GIVE...UP...I...GIVE...UP...I...GIVE...UP!"
"PLEASE...LET...ME...GO...STACY...I...GIVE...UP!" She released the crying
man and stood on her feet. The Big Show rolled to his back, and covered
his tear stained face with his large hands.

After acknowledging the cheering crowd, Stacy stood at his feet and
looked down at the beaten big man. With her left hand perched on her
shapely hip, she pointed at Big Show with her right hand and gave him his
orders. "You lost big mouth. Now strip, so I can put your diaper on you."
"Please don't make me wear that thing Stacy. Isn't it enough that you won
the match? Let me at least leave here with some dignity." "STRIP WIMP!"
"Or I'll take your trunks off myself and give you a good spanking before
I put your diaper on." "NOW MOVE IT PANSY ASS!"

The big man was crying his eyes out as he slipped his trunks off. Stacy
retrieved the pink diaper from her corner, and stood over him. "Get those
legs and that fat ass in the air, so I can get your diaper underneath
you, little boy." The Big Show was crying harder, as he lifted his legs
and ass off the mat. Stacy placed the diaper under him and pulled his
legs back down. She fastened the Velcro strips and told him to stand up.
The crowd was going bananas, when they seen the big man standing there
wearing only a pink diaper. Stacy had another surprise for him.

"Leave your arms hanging at your sides or I'll break them." "UNDERSTAND
LITTLE BOY?" He nodded his head yes, as his tears flowed like a summer
rain. Stacy reached inside her red and white print top, and pulled out a
little bundle of pink cloth. When it was unfolded, he saw that it was a
pink baby bonnet. She placed it on his head, and tied it under his chin
in a little bow. The crowd went absolutely nuts.

"Stand right there and don't move. You wouldn't get very far with those
tortured legs of yours, so don't try running from me. If I have to chase
you down, I'll give you that spanking I spoke of earlier." "IS THAT CLEAR
LITTLE BOY?" He nodded yes. "Good boy. I'll be right back." Stacy walked
over and asked one of the commentators for a microphone. Then she
strolled back to the beaten man, smiling.

"OK baby boy, lets show you off." She grabbed his ear and began to parade
him around the ring. The crowd was close to tears, from laughing so hard.
"Ladies and Gentlemen. Isn't he about the ugliest baby you've ever seen?"
The poor man was crying harder then he had ever cried in his life, as she
walked him around the ring. "Due to recent events Ladies and Gentlemen.
We have decided to change The Big Shows name to The Big Baby. How does
that sound to you. The crowd was in hysterics.

After they made two complete trips around the ring, Stacy returned the
microphone to the commentator. "Now. There's one more thing I have to do
big baby, before I let you out of this ring." Without warning, she
grabbed his wrist and began spinning him in circles again. This time, she
released him so his back would slam into the corner turnbuckle. "WHAM!"
He stood there in a daze, with his mighty arms hanging over the top
ropes.

Stacy reached through the ropes and pulled his right arm inside the ring.
Then she grabbed the second rope and pulled it over his right shoulder,
and pushed his arm between both ropes. It was now trapped and helping to
hold him up. She repeated the maneuver with his left arm. With him
trapped in the corner and at her mercy, she lifted her fine looking right
leg and ja mmed her foot across his throat. Applying pressure, she choked
him with her foot, until he passed out.

When he was sound asleep, she untrapped his arms and hoisted his 507
pound body over her shoulder. She carried him to the middle of the ring
and dropped him on his back. "BLAM!" Stacy took his left hand and shoved
it inside the front of the pink diaper. The big man looked like he was
playing with himself. She bent his right arm at the elbow, and shoved his
thumb in his mouth. Now he was sucking on his thumb while he played with
himself. She placed the toe of her right foot on his fore head, and
raised her arms in victory. The crowd began chanting her name again.

A few seconds later, she climbed out of the ring and continuously waved
to the crowd as she strolled up the ramp. It was time to head home and
take a nice long, hot bath. With the Big Show lying in the ring and
demoralized, she didn't think there would be any more men running off at
the mouth. She could go back into semi retirement and enjoy herself
again. But if one was to pop up and get the idea he could take her on and
beat her, she would be ready. She knew that males were hard headed and
stupid. But she would be happy to show them the error of their ways. And
cause them a great deal of pain in doing do.