Friction in MSG: Kelly Conway (C) Vs. Taylor Parker

Slumped against the corner, Kelly groaned as her lower back and leg, more so her knee, burned with horrid pain. She looked up and saw Taylor was right there but was too far to reach out towards. The champion flinched as she expected another kick from her foe. But it never came. Kelly looked on, confused as Taylor wagged her finger before her face was plowed against Taylor's... Modest chest!

"Mmmh!?!" Kelly's eyes bulged as she was suffocated in Taylor's chest, her arms failing while the entire New York crowd roared in approval, thousands of cameras going off in seconds as the home city hero smothered her opponent!

Kelly was less than thrilled. She may have liked girls but hated Taylor. This was a disgusting place to be and downright humiliating.

"She's doing this to me!? How dare SHE! Make a joke out of me!?!? Kelly thought as her blood boiled, wrapping her arms around the upper part of Taylor's thighs, just under her rear. With all the arm strength she had, Kelly supported Taylor up as she hobbled a step forward before she fell back, trying to catch Taylor's chin right on the top turnbuckle!

Taylor had her fun, and Kelly hated it. She showed the champ how in control she was with a face full of her perfectly sized boobs, and though the crowd ate it up, Taylor ate the top turnbuckle for her trouble.

She held onto Kelly when she went up, and then came down with her jaw on the turnbuckle. "Aagh!" Her head bounced back and she staggered out of the corner in a small circle. She wore a shark-toothed grin when she came back to face Kelly.

Kelly gasped for air when she found her face free of Taylor's stupid, comfy boobs. The champ was red faced, slightly flustered and slightly embarrassed but all angry.

"R-Rrr.... Make a joke of me!? MAKE A JOKE OF ME!?!?!" Kelly screamed as she began a furious climb to her feet with the aid of the ropes, fueled by adrenaline and anger, gritting her teeth tightly as she limped behind Taylor, trying to hit the punk with a elbow smash to the side of her head when she turned.

After clocking Taylor's skull, Kelly would grab a fist full of Taylor's hair with one hand while, gripping the hem of her shorts with the other, trying to spin lead Taylor around in a circle before chucking her clean through the top and middle turnbuckle so she went shoulder first into the metal ring post! Looking to resume pressure on that shoulder.

"Ghk!"

Kelly's elbow smacked into the side of Taylor's face and knocked her sideways into the ropes. Before she could get her balance back, she found herself being dragged by her hair, and her shorts, and she staggered in a circle on her way to being whipped into the ring post.

"Aaaaagh!" She cried out, clutching her shoulder. She clenched her fist and kept her arm tight against her body as she tried to pull herself back out of the ropes so she could keep fighting, but it wasn't that easy, especially with only one arm. She tried rolling through the ropes to the apron, but only got one knee up on the middle rope.

Thud

The horrid metal thud earned a collective cry of sympathy from the crowd as they saw bone meet the unforgiving steel post. Kelly dropped to a kneel after throwing Taylor, feeling the strain in her leg catch up with her. Her knee felt like crap but even through the pain, Kelly was smiling as she looked at her wounded foe.

"Y-Yeah... Like that... Huh? Huh!? Not so smug now! Are you!? Are you!?" Kelly screeched, her voice initially quiet before the devolved into violent yelling. Her eyes wide with a deranged glare, gritting down on her teeth tightly as she stared at Taylor.

"Where are you going~?" She said through a hearty laugh. "Don't run! Don't be a coward again, Parker! HAHAHAHAHA!" She mocked through a cackle as she hobbled to her feet and cased after Taylor, snagging the punk by the hair before locking her in a tight full nelson hold, dragging her to the center of the ring.

From there, Kelly snaked her good, right leg around Taylor's left and leaned backwards. "HMMMPH!" Grunted the champion before suddenly whipping forward to slam Taylor's unprotected face down onto the mat with a full nelson facebuster!!

"Rrrrrrgh..."

Taylor growled angrily as Kelly locked in her full nelson and walked her back to the middle of the ring. She struggled to pull her head up to keep Kelly from hurting her neck, and almost lost her balance when Kelly pulled her back. She went down with a ring shaking crash, face first.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh!" The crowd's sympathy resounded through the arena.

Without her hands to break her fall, Taylor took the full brunt of the impact on her face, and for a moment she only saw stars. The room was spinning. Her eyes were closed. One foot flopped up and kicked against the mat while the overwhelming ache in her head kept her down.

"Fuuck..." She muttered under her breath.

The cry of the crowd and the horrid impact of Taylor's face against the canvas sent a shiver down the champion's spine. She staggered up and extended her arms out to the booing crowd, throwing her head back as she basked in all the glory of hurting their favorite.

But Kelly didn't take long to celebrate. With excitement clear in every eager breath she took, Kelly put her right boot down between Taylor's shoulder blades while leaning over to grab the wrists of her foe. From there, she looked left to right with a toothy grin before suddenly leaning up and pulling hard! Giving Taylor a modified surfboard!

"Ghhhhkkrrrrrrgh!"

Taylor clenched her teeth and snarled into the mat as her arms were agonizingly stretched up behind her. She writhed back and forth and struggled in vain, but with Kelly's bright red boot planted firmly between in the middle of her back, and without her arms, she had nowhere to go.

The pain in her already aching shoulder was unbearable. Her hands opened and closed while the muscles in her arms strained against Kelly, and her feet kicked against the mat left and right.

"Aaaahahhhhggh!" Her anguished cry quieted the crowd for a moment, before they could rally their support again.

Kelly sneered as she stretched Kelly out, yanking back on the arms while pushing down with her boot to put maximum pain on those hurt shoulders. "Ahaa Hahahahaha! Look at you squirm! You're such a wuss!" Kelly cackled mocklingly down at Taylor before she looked left to right with an eager gaze on her face.

"C'mon I don't hear you guys anymore! C'mon! Taaaaylor! Taaaaylor! Taaaaylor!Taaaay-" Kelly continued to mock the crowd with those fake Taylor chants before stopping mid way on her last when she eased the weight she put on Taylor' shoulder while pulling back on Taylor's arms even harder to lift the punk's upper body off of the ground before Kelly suddenly shoved the weight of her boot back down onto Taylor's shoulders to slam her face first into the mat with a brutal Curb Stomp!

Nononono!

Taylor shook her head once, but was tight lipped when Kelly pulled her upper body off the mat. She knew what was coming, she'd done it herself to plenty of girls, but she wasn't giving Kelly the satisfaction of saying what she was thinking.

Please god, no.

Crack!

The ring bounced under Kelly's feet as Taylor's face slammed into the mat. The fans could hardly watch, and in a moment the boos were so loud in the arena that the referee could hardly hear her own voice when she went to check on Taylor.

"Are you okay? Do you want to continue?" She asked, but Taylor was out like a light. The ref girl frantically waved her hands at Kelly to keep her back while she checked to see if there was any serious injury, and she lifted Taylor's wrist to check her. When she dropped it, it flopped back to the mat.