Barbie Doll against Fire
By Wrestling Lady,  http://www.geocities.com/Colosseum/Loge/5319
Barbie Doll wrestles Fire
Update: 01/11/1997 to wrestlinglady


It had now been nine weeks to the day since Barbie Doll's first 
wrestling match and she was preparing herself to resume her quest to 
become a female wrestler.  Her first encounter had proven to be a 
learning experience which had taken her a full two weeks to recover 
from.  She was taught some valuable wrestling lessons by the more 
experienced ToniAnn, but the Doll was hoping to use those lessons to 
achieve the opposite result in her second match.  Her coach had arranged 
a match for this evening against a more suitable opponent, a woman who 
called herself Fire.  She was similar in size to ToniAnn, but much less 
accomplished in terms of wrestling skills and successes.  Fire was a 
brunette, standing about 5'4" and weighing about 125 pounds, compared to 
Barbie's 5'4" and 115 pounds. Barbie had been training very hard for the 
past six weeks and had lost five pounds off her already slender frame, 
but she had also added some muscle definition.  She was stronger, wiser 
and ready for action. Before her first match she was probably a little 
overconfident and had stars in her eyes.  For this match her confidence 
was at a more reasonable level and she was fully aware of what could and 
does happen in the wrestling ring. 

As the sun set on this Saturday evening, Barbie kissed her two kids and 
her husband and left the house.  She had told him that she was going out 
with some friends and would be home late, not yet wanting to reveal what 
she would really be doing.  Wrestling was an escape from the real world 
for her.  She didn't have to be the perfect mother, wife and employee, 
she could let loose and reveal her other side, which seldom reared it's 
head. 
 As she drove to the arena, she mapped out her game plan in her head and 
thought about what lie ahead.  As she got closer to the arena she could 
feel herself getting nauseous, but she drove on hoping it would pass. 
Finally arriving at her destination, she parked her car and walked 
inside. 
 It was early, almost two hours away from the start of the evening's 
bouts and the place was empty.  She walked into the locker room where it 
was a different story all together.  All of the girls were already there 
and mulling about as they dressed and warmed up for their matches. 
Barbie Doll was greeted by her coach who escorted her to her changing 
area and tried to calm her down.  Barbie sat down and took a few deep 
breaths before undressing and slipping into her attire.  She decided to 
go with a new outfit for this match, slightly more revealing.  It was 
still a one piece suit but her back was completely exposed and it was 
cut up high on her thighs.  The neck line was also cut low, but her 
petite bosom wasn't exactly bulging out from behind it.  It was a floral 
print, multi-colored flowers on a white background, and it accented her 
body nicely. She then slipped on her white, calf-high leather boots and 
laced them up. She was now ready and spent the next few minutes 
stretching her muscles before getting in a light work-out.  Hers' would 
be the second match of the evening, so time was starting to run-out.  
She ran through twenty minutes of calisthenics before retreating back to 
her dressing area.  Her coach rubbed her shoulders as they discussed the 
strategy, trying to keep her loose and confident.  The first match was 
already underway, and by the sound of the crowd, it appeared to be 
coming to a close.  One of the men from the organization stopped by and 
told her that she would be on in five minutes. 

Her heart started to beat faster and her palms started to sweat as a 
sense of panic came over her.  She remembered the pain of being beaten 
in her first match and the humiliation of laying in the ring as her 
conqueror celebrated the victory.  Her coach tried to calm her, but it 
was time to go.  She got up and was escorted to the entrance to the 
arena. She would be introduced first and before she knew it, the doors 
flew open and she was directed forward.  It was a larger crowd than her 
first match, probably about 250-300 people, and they seemed much louder. 
Barbie trotted forward to their cheers and quickly climbed into the 
ring.  She got a rush from the roar of the crowd and danced around the 
ring, waving to the cheering throng.   Out of the corner of her eye she 
caught a glimpse of Fire as she jogged forward.  Barbie Doll was amazed 
to hear the reaction of the crowd as they noticed her as well.  They 
started to boo, louder and louder as she drew closer to the ring.  As 
Fire climbed in, the boos were deafening.  Fire toyed with the crowd, 
mocking disgust at them as Barbie smiled, aware that she would have 
their full support. After a few minutes the crowd quieted down and the 
two women were announced. Barbie Doll received a roaring ovation while 
Fire was heckled and jeered. 
 Although she was ecstatic at their encouragement, she turned it off as 
she waited for the bell to ring.  Suddenly it did and the second fight 
of Barbie Doll's career was under way. 

She jogged out of corner and began circling to her right, all the time 
staring into Fire's eyes.  She saw something she had never seen in 
anyone she had sparred against before and quickly deduced why Fire was 
given her name.  Her eyes were aflame, blazing with intensity and a 
certain sense of evilness which Barbie Doll had never experienced.  A 
chill ran down her spine as she continued circling, realizing that she 
was in the ring against a malicious opponent.  She tried to ignore her 
fears, but she was paralyzed by Fire's cold stare.  Suddenly Fire 
stopped cold in the center of the ring and stretched her arms in front 
of her.  She was challenging Barbie to a test of strength, for which 
Barbie was reluctant to participate.  She paused for a second and then 
hesitantly moved forward to accept the challenge.  She stepped closer 
and raised her hands, but before she could clasp them with her 
opponent's, Fire launched her knee into the air and rammed it into the 
Doll's ribs.  Barbie slumped forward, wrapping her arms around her 
wounded chest while Fire raised her hands in the air and clenched her 
fingers together.  She then drove them downward, slamming her joined 
fists into the lower portion of the Doll's back. Barbie collapsed to the 
canvas, groaning upon impact as Fire quickly stepped forward.  She 
placed her feet so that they straddled the Doll's midsection and then 
she reached forward and grabbed hold of her ankles. Barbie was lying 
face down as Fire pulled her legs backward, snapping the Doll into a 
Boston Crab before she knew what hit her.  She pulled the Doll's trapped 
legs back as far as she could, letting out a blood-curdling scream in 
the process.  The pressure on Barbie's back increased with each second 
as Fire tightened the hold and tugged her legs back, holding them 
parallel to the rest of her body.  Barbie was trapped and in trouble and 
feared that she would have to submit very shortly.  Fire screamed and 
grunted as she tried to further tighten the hold.  She adjusted her feet 
and momentarily loosened her grip to apply more pressure, but Barbie 
sensing her only opportunity, kicked her legs back with all of her might 
and knocked Fire backward.  The brunette tumbled backward behind Barbie 
and crashed to the mat below her.  The Doll struggled to get to her 
feet, but Fire was up in an instant and right back on her.  The Doll had 
risen to her knees, but Fire quickly grabbed hold of her long brown hair 
and pulled her over to the side ropes.  She tossed Barbie up against the 
rope and then let go of her hair.  She grunted in her face and then 
suddenly grabbed hold of Barbie's wrist.  The Doll was dumbstruck, 
amazed at how quickly her opponent had worked and could only comply with 
her moves. 

Fire tightened her grip on Barbie's wrist, grunted loudly and then 
tossed the diminutive wrestler toward the other end of the ring.  Barbie 
involuntarily raced forward, bounced off of the side ropes and returned 
toward her attacker.  Fire was waiting for her, but Barbie ducked 
beneath her waiting forearm and proceeded forward.  Reaching the ropes, 
she grabbed hold for dear life and held herself up against them. Fire 
was angry and moved in quickly, racing toward the brown-eyed Barbie. As 
Fire approached, the Doll stepped aside, causing the brunette to grab 
the empty ropes.  Barbie quickly stepped up behind her and grabbed hold 
of right arm.  She clenched her wrist and twisted her right arm behind 
her, forcing it between her shoulder blades.  The crowd roared their 
approval as Barbie applied more pressure, wrenching Fire's arm behind 
her.  Fire snorted and grunted, but Barbie was not letting go, and had 
her trapped against the ropes.  Realizing that she couldn't hold her 
there all night, Barbie flung her around by the arm and tossed her 
toward the corner.  Fire raced across the ring, her body turning as she 
approached and finally slamming into the corner.  Fire's head snapped 
backward as her shoulders crashed into the turnbuckle.  Barbie Doll 
followed closely behind however, and lowered her shoulder as she drew 
closer.  She rammed her right shoulder into Fire's exposed paunch, 
causing her torso to tumble forward.  Barbie Doll then immediately 
straightened herself up and tossed the brunette into place over her 
right shoulder.  Adjusting her weight, she carried her toward the center 
of the ring, hanging off of her as the crowd applauded wildly. Barbie 
then began to spin, rotating her hanging opponent's body as she 
continued to circle.  After a full four revolutions, Barbie came to a 
stop and lowered her shoulder, dumping the ornery brunette to the mat. 
Fire landed in a heap before rolling onto her side and moaning.  

The Doll was feeling euphoric as the crowd jumped to their feet to cheer 
her accomplishments.  She took a few seconds to clear her head, but went 
right back to work so as not to give her testy foe a chance to recover. 
She scampered down to Fire's feet, reached down and grabbed hold of the 
back of her right ankle with both hands.  She pulled Fire's leg into the 
air, flipping her onto her back in the process.  The Doll pushed Fire's 
leg upright so that it was perpendicular to the rest of her body and 
held it in place.  Fire was a thin girl, but had an unusual body.  Her 
upper body was thin, slender arms and a small chest, but her midsection 
was soft and fleshy.  Same with her legs.  Her calves were thin but her 
upper thighs were quite flabby.  The slender Barbie Doll noticed this 
and decided to take advantage of the brunette's weak looking legs. Still 
holding the right one erect, she raised her foot into the air and then 
stomped the sole of her boot into Fire's flabby hamstring.  The spongy 
skin on Fire's thighs jiggled wildly as Barbie again stomped her boot 
into the meaty thigh.  Fire screamed and slammed her arms against the 
mat, but was helpless to defend herself.  The Doll stomped down three 
more times before dropping the injured limb to the mat.  She 
straightened up and took a deep breath, but Fire alertly took advantage 
of her momentary lapse. Fire gathered her strength and leg-whipped the 
unsuspecting Barbie Doll, knocking her to the mat.  Before Barbie could 
react, Fire slid alongside her and grabbed hold of by the hair,  She 
raised her head up into the air and slid her right leg underneath the 
Doll's neck before dropping it down. 
 She then abruptly dropped her uninjured left leg on top of it, trapping 
the Doll in a head scissors.  Fire pushed her upper body up with her 
hands and then tightened the grip around Barbie's neck with her beefy 
thighs. 

The Doll's head was now trapped between Fire's legs, and the angry 
brunette was tightening the grip.  Flower reached down and pulled on 
Barbie's hair, forcing her head further up between her legs so that the 
back of the Doll's neck was forced up against Fire's crotch. Pushing her 
upper body up further, Fire squeezed her thighs tightly around Barbie's 
neck, clamping her legs around her throat like a vise.  The crowd jeered 
and screamed their disapproval, but it only seemed to strengthen Fire's 
grip.  The Doll tried desperately to squirm out from beneath her 
assailant's legs, but her grip was far too tight.  The pressure on her 
neck and throat grew to immense proportions, and Barbie felt herself 
getting light-headed.  She tried to slap at Fire's legs, but her 
attempts were weak and ineffectual.  Fire seemed content to keep the 
hold on the Doll for as long as possible, and held her there for almost 
two minutes. 

Although in trouble, the Doll was still angry with herself.  She had had 
Fire in trouble and didn't follow through, and now she was paying the 
price.  As in her first fight, she had just learned a valuable lesson, 
"Technique is nothing without killer instinct".  Fire certainly had the 
killer instinct, and her thighs were demonstrating that on the Doll's 
crushed neck.  Having weakened Barbie, Fire loosened her grip and 
grabbed a handful of Barbie's hair.  She had succeeded in not only 
weakening her inexperienced opponent, but also allowing her own body to 
recover from the earlier attack.  Feeling rejuvenated, she stepped up 
her attack. She hauled Barbie onto her feet and then raced toward the 
corner of the ring, towing the cute, brown-haired girl behind her.  
Reaching the corner, she stepped to the side and tossed the Doll's head 
forward, flinging it into the turnbuckle.  Barbie's head snapped off of 
the padded corner and she somersaulted onto the mat.  Fire was right 
back on her however, and repeated the drill in the other corner of the 
ring.  Barbie rolled to a halt on the mat and wrapped her arms around 
her throbbing head. She pulled her legs in close to her chest so that 
she could protect her head, but her butt stuck up in the air behind her.  
Not one to pass up such an opportunity, Fire walked up behind her, 
kicked her leg back as far as it could go and then drove the toe of her 
black wrestling boot into Barbie's rear-end.  The Doll launched forward, 
her body fully extended as she slid several feet on her stomach.  Fire 
stood over her, her pale white skin shimmering in her black bikini as 
her body perspired slightly. 


Not wasting any time, she reached down and grabbed hold of Barbie's 
ankles.  She flipped her over onto her back and then pulled her ankles 
up into the air.  She then wrapped her arms around the Doll's calves and 
held her fully out-stretched, inverted body up in the air.  Barbie's 
hair flopped down toward the mat and her arms drooped helplessly below 
her. Her face began to turn red as the blood rushed to it.  Fire then 
swung her back and forth, gaining momentum before taking off into a 
whirling spin. She circled around, twirling the extended Barbie around 
and around. Barbie's arms flew out in front of her as her slender body 
spun, upside down.  She grew dizzy quickly, flashes of light sailing 
before her eyes as the crowd voiced their displeasure.  Finally, Fire 
released her grip and tossed the diminutive woman into the air.  The 
Doll soared forward before sliding to a stop just below the ropes on the 
side of the ring. She opened her eyes, but everything was spinning and 
she was extremely dizzy. Fire too was dizzy, but she had the luxury of 
moving at her own pace.  She took a few seconds to steady herself, and 
then charged over to the fallen wrestler.  Barbie was curled into a 
ball, her honey colored skin heaving up and down as she tried to focus.  
Fire grabbed hold of her ankles again and dragged her into the corner, 
lifting her legs into the air as they arrived at the destination.  She 
hauled them upward and then dropped them down over the rope, the back of 
Barbie's knees bending over the two ropes in the corner.  She was 
hanging upside down, her body falling toward the canvas, but held up by 
the ropes.  Fire then stepped back and took a few deep breaths while 
admiring her work.  The crowd was taunting her, but she seemed to take 
pleasure in their misery, especially in the misery of her sweet, little 
victim.  She stepped closer and began a brutal assault, stomping her 
boot over and over into Barbie Doll's vulnerable midsection. 
 The Doll's body bounced off of the corner with each kick, her hair 
flying wildly.  Fire stomped away for 30-40 seconds, landing several 
vicious blows.  She finally relented and walked away, choosing to 
further taunt the crowd as she left her dangling prey to hang from the 
ropes. 

Fire worked the crowd on each side of the ring, shaking her fist as she 
stepped up onto the bottom rope so that they could see her more clearly. 
The roars became deafening as she strode back toward the dumbfounded 
Doll. 
 She reached down and placed her right hand under the Doll's chin and 
pulled it back from the corner.  She continued to pull until Barbie's 
body was suspended parallel to the mat, her face strained from the 
inhuman grip Fire had on her neck.  Fire then raised her left hand into 
the air and sent a powerful punch into the Doll's fully extended and 
unprotected gut. 
 The Doll screamed as Fire released her grip, sending her body hurdling 
back toward the corner and smacking against the turnbuckles.  She 
bounced off of the corner several times before her body settled, still 
hanging upside down.  She was coughing and gagging and trying to raise 
her hands to massage her brutalized tummy.  Fire marched back over and 
grabbed hold of the Doll's calves and tossed them back into the ring.  
The Doll's body circled into the air before landing face first against 
the mat. She lay motionless as Fire raised her arms over her head in 
victory, to the dismay of the boisterous crowd. 

Fire celebrated her drubbing of Barbie Doll before walking alongside her 
and kicking the toe of her boot into the Doll's fleshy side.  The Doll 
groaned and rolled onto her back, her arms flopping helplessly over her 
head.  She was now laying face-up, her chest heaving as she breathed 
heavily, her face red and bruised.  Fire then walked up and placed her 
feet so that they straddled Barbie Doll's head as she stared down into 
the Doll's watery eyes.  Without warning, she pulled her feet out in 
front of her and leaped into the air.  She then descended rapidly before 
her butt landed on the Doll's chest.  Barbie's legs flew into the air 
and she moaned loudly while Fire slid herself up so that her crotch was 
pressed tightly up against the Doll's chin.  She squeezed her legs 
together, trapping the Doll's face between her sweaty, fleshy thighs as 
she sat on her shoulders.  That was it!  Fire sat their for almost a 
minute, staring into the Doll's glazed eyes as she raised her hands over 
her head and screamed.  Her thin body glistened under the lights, her 
flabby thighs squeezing Barbie Doll's cheeks together.  Eventually, she 
pushed herself up, placing her hand on the Doll's face and using it for 
leverage and then blew a kiss to the screaming crowd.  They started to 
throw debris into the ring, some of it hitting the debilitated Doll.  
For her last insult, she stepped across the Doll's chest as she made her 
way out of the ring and was escorted back to the locker room.  The Doll 
remained motionless for almost 5 minutes before gingerly rolling to her 
side and pushing herself onto her knees.  Her second painful lesson in 
female wrestling had now been completed and she had paid a large price 
to receive it.  As she slowly got to her feet, the crowd began to boo 
her, disappointed in her poor showing.  As she was helped back to the 
dressing room, she pondered her future as a wrestler as she cried while 
the crowd continued to boo her.