Barbie Doll against Christina By Wrestling Lady, http://www.geocities.com/Colosseum/Loge/5319 Barbie Doll wrestles Christina Update: 01/11/1997 to wrestlinglady Only 4 weeks had passed since Barbie Doll's second wrestling match, a devastating loss to the more experienced wrestler named Fire, but she sat in front of her locker, ready to try again. Despite being beaten handily in each of her first 2 matches, she still had confidence in her ability. But while she had previously wrestled against much more experienced women, tonight she would be the veteran. In fact, tonight's match would be unique in several ways. First of all her opponent, a young Dominican girl named Christina, would be wrestling in her very first match making Barbie Doll the more experienced of the two. Secondly, Christina and the Doll had the same coach, meaning the Doll would have to share her coach with her opponent. Thirdly her opponent was only 21 years old, making the Doll 14 years her senior. But regardless of all of these factors, Barbie was focused and determined. It was a good thing to, because the start of the match was less than 15 minutes away. As she stretched in front of her locker, her coach walked over and sat down in beside her. "Okay Doll, now remember, Christina is younger, stronger and faster than you. She is a real high flyer. But you are a much better technical wrestler and you have some experience, so you have got to use those qualities to your advantage. Also prepare yourself because she is a beautiful girl and is dressed in a sexy outfit. That means that the crowd will probably be on her side, but if you stay calm, focused and exploit her weaknesses, you can win. I've got to go talk with her now, but good luck and I'll see you afterward." Concluding the pep talk, her coach got up and walked away. For the first time Barbie was left alone before a match. She was nervous and tense as she paced back and forth, as she waited to be called. Her mind began to wander as she contemplated her coach's advice. She had been on both sides of the crowd in her first 2 matches, their favorite against Fire but the enemy against ToniAnn. She much preferred to have the crowd's support, but based on her coach's advice, she prepared herself to not get it. Finally she was called and was directed toward the entrance to the arena. The doors flew open and she ran in toward the ring. She was surprised to see that Christina had already entered, but she quickly realized that she was, for the first time, the veteran. The rambunctious crowd was cheering wildly for Christina as she strutted around the ring, waving and blowing kisses at them. They didn't notice Barbie Doll until she reached the side of the ring, and they quieted considerably upon her arrival. She received a polite greeting as she climbed in, but it palled in comparison to her rival's reception. Barbie realized that she would be up against not only Christina, but also the crowd. She loosened up in her corner, eyeing her younger opponent in envy. Barbie Doll was an attractive woman, and looked cute in her clingy, purple, one-piece suit. It was cut high on the thighs, was backless and had a line of rhinestones running down each side. She also wore matching purple boots which also featured the rhinestones. Her wavy, light brown hair was cut shorter than usual so that it was now only shoulder length and she had also shed about 5 pounds from her already slender frame, leaving her at 5'5" and about 105 lbs. Although in good shape, her slender body looked fragile and weak. Her 21 year old opponent, however was quite the opposite and truly a knock-out. She wore a skimpy white bikini which accentuated her taut, well defined body. Although not muscular, it definitely had an athletically sculpted appearance. Christina stood about 5'4" and weighed about 125 very curvy pounds. Her sandy colored hair was long and straight, running down all the down her back to the middle of her butt. She also wore knee high, white leather boots which finished off her sexy outfit. It was not hard to see why the crowd was gah-gah over Christina, and Barbie was intimidated by her looks. But despite her opponent's beauty and physical prowess, she was not intimidated by her skills. Barbie knew that she could out-wrestle Christina and was looking forward to teaching the rookie a lesson, just as she had been taught in her first two matches. Christina was unfazed by Barbie, and basically ignored her as she played to the crowd while stretching her well-toned muscles. She was the kind of girl who always drew attention to herself, and tonight was no different. As both girls concluded their warm-ups, the bell rang and the match was underway. Barbie trotted out of her corner intending to circle to her right, but Christina charged directly at her. Barbie met her towards the center of the ring and the two girls locked up immediately. As Christina struggled to grab hold of the Doll, Barbie quickly grabbed her wrist and put her in an arm bar. Christina's began to squirm and groan as Barbie forced her forearm downward to apply more pressure. As Barbie locked the hold in place, Christina began to scream loudly while Barbie kept the pressure on. Finally she dropped to one knee, shaking her head back and forth causing her long hair to blow around wildly. Barbie released the hold, quickly turned herself around so that she had her back to her opponent and then reached back and grabbed hold of Christina's head with one hand. She then raised her other arm over her shoulder and grabbed Christina's head with both hands. She then pulled Christina's head forward, tossing the young Dominican over her shoulder and flipping her into the air. Her body somersaulted in midair while catapulting forward and finally crashing to the mat. She landed on her backside, her legs spreading apart as her butt crashed against the canvas, her long hair strewn wildly about. Not allowing her the chance to recover, Barbie ran over to her legs and grabbed hold of her ankle. She flipped her onto her stomach and jerked one leg over the top of the other one, placing the sandy-haired girl in a leg lock. Christina again began to scream, slapping her hands to the mat as she protested loudly. Barbie stood upright, still holding the two legs locked painfully together before falling backward to tighten the hold. Christina screamed loudly, shaking her head back and forth and slapping her hands violently against the mat. The Doll was in control, rendering the young rookie defenseless as she worked on her firm, muscular legs. As with the armbar, Barbie tried to keep the hold in place for as long as she could so it would do the most damage, weakening her younger, stronger opponent. After struggling to keep the hold for over a minute, Barbie released the grip with her right hand while still clutching Christina's ankle with her left hand. She held the pretty young girl's legs entwined together with one hand while reaching up and grabbing hold of Christina's wrist with the other. She then dug her boot into the small of Christina's back, bending the tortured young body backward. Barbie stretched the taut, young wrestler with all of her might as she dug her boot further into Christina's lower back as she shrieked with pain, her body now stretched in the shape of the letter "U". The crowd began to torment Barbie, antagonizing her for taking advantage of her younger, less experienced foe. Barbie ignored the denouncement and continued to pull on Christina's ankle and wrist with all of her strength. After a few seconds Barbie relaxed the grip, only to tighten it again as Christina began to scream. The crowd rallied behind her, booing and taunting Barbie Doll who tried to ignore their jeers, but it nonetheless affected her. After a few more moments, she released the hold and dropped Christina's stretched body to the canvas. Christina rolled from side to side, her body wracked with pain. Not sympathizing with her and wasting no time, the Doll reached down toward Christina's ankles and grabbed hold of each of them. Christina, lying face down on the mat, was oblivious and did not resist. Barbie was working quickly and efficiently and was leaving the Dominican no time to react. Barbie then dragged her body over to the side of the ring and hoisted the shapely young legs up into the air. She then spun Christina around so that the back of her legs faced outside the ring. Pulling them up as far as she could, Barbie then placed the back of Christina's legs over the top rope, forcing them down. The back of Christina's knees bent over the top rope causing the rest of her body to dangle downward. The crowd derided Barbie as she stepped back, looking over her suspended prey. Christina hung, upside down off of the ropes as Barbie took a second to catch her breath, assured that her adversary was trapped. She had carried out her strategy perfectly to this point. Her plan was to try and restrain her younger opponent while systematically weakening every part of her body. She had worked on her arms and legs already, and now she was about to try and take the wind out of her pretty opponent. The crowd was growing increasingly more hostile, but Christina was motionless, her body suspended off of the ropes like a carcass. Barbie moved closer and then raised her foot into the air directly in front of Christina's rippled tummy. She then began to stomp her boot forward, landing kick after kick into the tan colored skin of the 21 year old. After several hard shots, Barbie relented and then grabbed Christina's legs and tossed them back into the ring. Christina tumbled to the canvas, her body landing in a heap just inside the ropes. She rolled onto her side, her body heaving up and down as she tried to recover. The Doll took a few seconds and then slowly walked up toward Christina's arms and reached down, grabbing hold of one of Christina's wrists. She yanked the rookie onto her feet, pulling her up forcefully. Barbie Doll walked her forward, Christina wobbly as her legs tried to keep up. Reaching the corner, Barbie turned Christina around so that she faced the opposite end of the ring. Barbie then began to run forward pulling Christina behind her by the arm. As Barbie reached the center of the ring, she came to a sudden stop while slingshotting the pretty, young girl forward. Christina raced across the ring, her rubbery legs struggling to keep her up, before slamming against the turnbuckle in the corner. Her arms sailed over the top rope before coming to rest against it, her back smacking hard against the padded corner. Her long hair fell over her face, hiding her grimace as her body drooped from the corner. Barbie was beginning to move slowly, her body slightly perspiring and she was breathing heavily. She began to walk slowly toward her opponent and finally reaching her, came to a stop about two feet in front of her. Christina lifted her head up just as the Doll was raising her foot into the air. Doll then pushed her foot forward, attempting to drive the sole of her boot into Christina's battered midsection, but miraculously Christina grabbed hold of it with both hands. She squeezed her paws tightly around the Doll's foot, trapping it in midair. The crowd erupted, cheering the young Dominican wrestler as she battled to hold onto Barbie's elevated foot. Barbie struggled violently to free her trapped leg, but she couldn't get any leverage with only one foot on the ground. Christina tried to gather herself and then slowly pushed herself out of the corner. She walked shakily forward, still clutching the Doll's elevated foot in her hand. Barbie hopped along behind her, her trapped foot a prisoner to her younger foe. Christina walked slowly around the perimeter of the ring as Barbie hopped along behind her, the crowd now cheering exuberantly as Christina paraded her hopping foe before them. Barbie grew desperate, realizing that her younger foe had a major advantage, but she was powerless to defend herself. Slowly regaining her composure, Christina forced the Doll back into the corner, still holding her leg in the air. Barbie's back rested against the turnbuckle as Christina forced her back, pushing her leg backward. She then place both of her hands on the back of Barbie's calf and began to force her leg straight up in the air. Barbie began to grunt as her leg was forced up and then in toward her body. She looked like a ballet dancer as Christina pressed her leg upward so that it was at a 70 degree angle to rest of her body. Christina continued to drive it backward until it could go no more, Barbie groaning as her hamstring muscle flexed from the tension. The Doll grimaced as her trapped leg was jammed in close to her body, the crowd cheering and applauding the amazing turnaround. Christina then took one hand and grabbed hold of the back of Barbie's elevated ankle. She moved her legs back behind her, bracing herself as she continued to drive Barbie's legs back with one hand. She then took her free hand and dug her nails into the Doll's stretched hamstring. The Doll began to scream as Christina entrenched her nails into the Doll's exposed muscle, squeezing as hard as she could. Her fingers disappeared into Barbie's leg as the Doll wailed in pain. Finally Christina pulled her fingers away, but still held the Doll's leg erect. Barbie's head drooped in front of her as she moaned softly, her long muscle throbbing. The rookie had turned the tables on her, and even though Christina was still in pain, she was now starting to give some of it back. Taking a step to the side, Christina positioned beside the Doll while still holding her leg erect. She then raised her leg and bent it at the knee, pulling it back before thrusting it forward toward the Doll. Christina's knee rammed into the Doll's hamstring, jarring the older wrestler and sending her screaming to the canvas. Barbie collapsed, grabbing her tormented leg as she curled into a ball at Christina's feet. She pulled her wounded leg in close to her body, massaging the aching muscle as Christina stared down at her huddled body. Just as the Doll had done earlier, Christina showed now mercy and hastily grabbed a handful of the Doll's wavy hair, hauling her onto her feet. The Doll rose gingerly, desperately trying not to put any weight on her embattled leg. Christina put her in a headlock and then began to march forward, parading her wounded foe to the cheering throng. Barbie hobbled along, trying to keep up as Christina dragged her around the ring by her head. She walked back toward the center of the ring and then, grabbing hold of the Doll's wrist, catapulted her forward, sending her limping toward the corner. Barbie hobbled across the ring, unable to stop herself before her back slammed into the corner. Her head snapped back upon impact, and her legs came out from underneath her. Her arms had soared over the rope, and were the only thing holding her up. The tide of the match had changed dramatically as the two warriors stood on either end of the ring. Christina was still feeling the affects of the earlier attack she had suffered at the hands of the Doll, but she was in much better shape than her older nemesis. Barbie, although in control in the beginning, had found out the advantages of youth. Christina was able to sustain the punishment and retaliate, and it was now time to see if the Doll could do the same. Her leg was on fire and throbbed uncontrollably and she wasn't able to put any weight on it. As a result, she hung helplessly from the ropes as Christina was granted more time to recover. Taking a few deep breaths, Christina resumed her assault. She straightened up and then took off, racing across the ring toward her dangling foe. Christina was running furiously and upon reaching about the halfway point, leaped into the air and pulled her legs out in front of her. She soared higher and higher, her legs extended completely in front of her as she spread them open. She rapidly approached Barbie Doll as her body amazingly continued to climb. As she approached the corner, her spread legs sailed over the top rope before her rippled stomach smacked square into the middle of the Doll's face. Her legs straddled Barbie's head which snapped back from the impact as Christina's taut stomach squashed against it. The young Dominican came to an abrupt stop, the back of her thighs now resting on the top rope as her legs trapped Barbie Doll's head between them. She then closed her legs together while pulling the Doll's hair to force her head backward. The crowd jumped to their feet, amazed at the athleticism of the young girl as she slid her crotch up tightly under the Doll's chin. Christina was now sitting on Barbie's throat, her legs draped over the top rope, pressing down on the Doll's extended arms. Barbie was helpless, her head bent backward and held tightly in place as Christina pressed her crotch up against her chin and squeezed her thighs tightly around the Doll's head, her arms also held in place alongside her. The crowd was on their feet, roaring their approval and praising the acrobatic feat. Christina raised her arms over her head, acknowledging their adulation before looking down at her astonished foe. Barbie looked up at her attacker, her face strained, a look of terror in her eyes. Christina smiled back at her, taunting her older victim before lowering her hands to her sides. She then lifted her arms up and gave the Doll two hard smacks across the face with each hand, the sound of skin smacking skin reverberating from the ring.. The Doll was completely defenseless and humiliated. She had never seen anything like what Christina had just done to her, and was fearful of what was yet to come. The new rookie was teaching her older, more experienced adversary a lesson, but her inexperience quickly showed. Instead of using the remarkable advantage she had gained, Christina simply pushed herself up and jumped down off of the ropes, leaving Barbie to crumble in front of her. The Doll was disgraced, but she was not hurt. She laid on the mat, trying to compose herself as Christina strutted around the ring and celebrated her feat. Barbie knew if she could buy a little time, she might be able to turn things around. But she also knew that she had to act fast because Christina had certainly proven to be a formidable opponent. After almost 2 minutes of toying with the crowd, Christina returned to the corner where Barbie laid. She reached down and grabbed the Doll by the hair and pulled her onto her feet. She then raced toward the opposite corner, pulling the hobbling Barbie along by the hair. As they approached the corner, Christina stopped and pushed the Doll's head forward, but the Doll had different plans. She resisted the shove and planted her feet in front of her before reaching up and quickly grabbing hold of Christina's hair, catching her off guard. Surprised, Christina released her grip as Barbie tightened hers. The Doll then thrust Christina's head toward the turnbuckle. Christina smacked against it, her head bouncing up into the air as Barbie maintained her grip. She drove the young girls head down again, and then a third time, startling the young beauty. Christina was blinded as her hair hung in front of her bowed face. She tried to clear her head, but Barbie quickly spun around and, still clutching her by the hair, raced back toward the other corner. The Doll's leg continued to ache, but she was still able to gain momentum as she limped across the ring. As they approached the corner, Barbie launched Christina forward, flinging her head toward the corner. Christina again slammed into the turnbuckle, her head bouncing out of the corner as her body collapsed to the mat. Barbie quickly grabbed hold of her ankles and dragged her back toward the center of the ring. Christina was laying on her back as Barbie folded her legs in toward her body, forcing her shoulders to the mat. Forcing her legs parallel to her body, Barbie sat on top of the back of Christina's thighs, holding her in place as she was counted out. The crowd erupted, booing and hissing at the Doll as she rolled off of her opponent, victorious. The Doll was overcome with emotion as she leaped into the air, thrusting her hands over her head in celebration. She favored her injured leg as she landed, but it did not take away from her euphoria. Even despite the derogatory reaction from the crowd, Barbie celebrated her hard fought victory with tears in her eyes. She continued to pump her fist over her head while holding onto the rope to support her damaged leg. After a few more seconds of celebration, she crawled out of the ring and limped back to the locker room, smiling from ear-to-ear. Her coach came by to congratulate her, but left her quickly to tend to the defeated Christina. The pain and suffering she had endured were well worth the exhilaration she now felt.