Queen Voodoo Tita anxiously studies both women in their respective corners. Texas Debbie Slade was without question a formidable veteran. A tough, pugnacious dishwater blonde from the Texas panhandle. She had given Tita everything she could handle when they'd wrestled about six months prior. Of course, Tita prevailed in that battle, but not without some difficulty. But how could Slade hope to hold her own against the menacing black Amazon who glared at her from across the ring. It appeared to be an obscene mismatch. Nobody seemed to know much about this monstrous female except that she was billed as "Queen Voodoo" and was from some primitive backwoods village in Haiti. If true, she must have been a freak of nature. Because from what Tita understood, most Haitians were desperately malnourished if not on the brink of starvation. Queen Voodoo on the other hand was all of six-feet tall and at least 200 pounds. Tita chuckled to herself as she imagined this huge creature devouring her fellow Haitians by the handful. Wearing a snug purple leotard, Queen Voodoo looked to be well-fed indeed. Not that she was the least bit overweight. Quite the contrary, her massive frame was as impressively muscled as any Tita had ever seen. And compared to all the other women in this elimination tournament, she was not only the most mysterious, but the most daunting as well. Tita fully realized that she would quite literally have her hands full if she ultimately had to face this creature . Tita found herself scrutinizing Queen Voodoo's body searching for any possible weakness in her physique, but found nothing. Even her abs appeared tight which was unusual for a woman of such girth. Debbie Slade was 5'6 and a solid 155 pounds, but she appeared almost childlike standing next to the towering Queen Voodoo. The bell sounded and Debbie came flying out of her corner as if fired from a cannon. She drove her head squarely into the Queen's belly while grabbing at her legs for a takedown. But the game blonde was in over her head as she failed to budge the huge woman. Dazed and landing on her rump, Debbie looked up in amazement at the grinning black Amazon who waited for her to crawl back to her knees before clasping her hands into one enormous fist and delivering a crushing blow to Debbie's back. Debbie kissed the mat and laid there groggily while Queen Voodoo simply towered over her with her hands resting on her hips. She seemed perfectly willing to let Debbie recover. Finally, Debbie pushed herself off the mat and rested on her haunches. Quickly, she fired three hard punches into Queen Voodoo's solar-plexus. The giantess shook her dreadlocks furiously before sending a barefooted kick slamming into Debbie's temple. Debbie toppled to her back, moaning and rolling about. Another couple of brutal kicks thudded into Debbie's side and belly. The Queen then leaned over and took hold of Debbie's hair. A terrible scream pierced through the arena as Queen Voodoo whipped Debbie back to her feet. Her screaming continiued as she was hoisted overhead and then tossed like a weightless object clean across the ring. Debbie only stopped screaming when she came crashing to the mat on her back. Somehow, infused by adrenalin and anger, Debbie bounced off the canvas and came storming after her tormentor. Unfortunately, raced into a slashing chop which caught her across the throat. Down she went, grasping her throat and gagging. Thrashing wildly about on the canvas, a stream of drool rolled down her chest. Queen Voodoo once again gave her a little time to recover before peeling her off the mat by the hair. Then, using her bulk to bull Debbie back into the ring corner, Queen Voodoo pounded Debbie's chest with no less than three viscious forearm smashes. Debbie appeared out on her feet and ready to go down when the black Amazon brought jolted her body completely off the mat by battering her belly with a massive thigh. Ironically, the shock and pain caused by this belly blast seemed to bring Debbie back around. Her eyes were wide and horrified as the black Queen blasted her gut again with a tree-trunk of a thigh. Debbie plopped first to her knees and then collapsed on her face as the wind was blasted from her body. The referee kept looking around nervously as though her were about to call an end to the slaughter. But there had to be an actual submission or a pin before he could stop the carnage. Queen Voodoo had all but obliterated the Texan and seemed to be considering her next move as Debbie Slade convulsed in agony on the canvas. While Tita and everyone else looked on disbelievingly, Queen Voodoo slowly lowered her 200 pounds onto Debbie's gasping face. Grinding her ample ass into Debbie's face, Queen Voodoo leered and flexed her biceps for the jeering fans. Suddenly, with the realization that she was being smothered, Debbie began waving and flailing her arms madly. But the black Queen soon seized her wrists and pinned them to the mat. Muffled moans of pain and humiliation were drowned out by the outraged boos of the angry crowd. And the referee quickly ended the debacle by slapping the mat three times and raised Queen Voodoo's arm in victory. But the sadistic Queen refused to remove herself from Debbie's face. The frustrated referee tried to dislodge her but she brushed him easily away. We'll never quite be certain of how close Debbie Slade came to actually smothering. But we do know that it required outside intervention to free her. And Queen Voodoo was taken totally by surprise when a muscular forearm suddenly locked around her chin and began pulling her backwards. Tita gritted her teeth and groaned as she dragged all 200 plus pounds of Queen Voodoo off her prey. Ready for a fight, Tita kicked off her high heels and prepared for Queen Voodoo to come after her. And it would have been a fight to the proverbial finish had it not been a dozen security cops who quickly surrounded the enraged beast and forcibly escorted her from the ring. Tita actually found herself wondering what would have happened if they'd been allowed to go at it right then and there. A tiny bit of self-doubt began to creep into her mind as she thought about Queen Voodoo's effortless destruction of Debbie Slade. Would she fare any better against this seemingly unstoppable Amazon? That troubling question would be answered in less time than Tita realized.