The match was raging, slaps were being sent this way and that, chick kicks were being gift wrapped for 2010 and all in all, it was nothing more than a bitch fight. Stacy squealed like the bitch she is as Trish grabbed her hair, swinging her around before throwing her into the turnbuckles. Clutching her back Stacy rolled on the mat.

King: It's legs vs. puppies JR!
JR: Yes king, indeed, both girls are great wres-
King: PUPPIES!

Stacy grabbed Trish�s top as she went for the Stratusfaction, ripping off her top as Trish fell to the floor attempting to cover herself

JR: Seems there's been a slight wardrobe malfunction there King
King: ...
JR: King?
King: *drools*
JR: *shakes head*

Trish yelled some sort of insult at Stacy before she stood up though before she could make any movement one of Stacy�s long legs were flying at her and knocked her to the ground. Stacy quickly made a pin

1...
2...
3!

Lillian pronounced Stacy the winner, the referee going to lift her hand though before he could Stacy was beside Trish with a microphone in hand.

Stacy: You think your all that don't you? You think you're above all us other Diva's. Just because you replaced me as Diva of the year doesn�t mean your better then me! Well you're nothing but a plastic SLUT

King: OMG JR! Did she just say that?
JR: The real question is King, Can she say that on live T.V?

Trish was almost out cold on the mat and was unable to reply. Stacy leant down and looked as though she were about to kiss her head though she pulled back and put the microphone to her lips again.

Stacy: So you like people inside you? Let�s see how you like being the one inside

Stacy dropped the microphone before leaning down again

JR: What the hell is she doing King?
King: *unable to reply since has a clear view up Stacy�s skirt*

Stacy�s jaw stretched from its natural size, taking in the top of Trish's head. Trish became aware of the moist feeling about her head though was unsure of what it was, her gaze being forced into darkness before Stacy's tongue brushed across the back of Trish's head, layering it to her skull.

JR: So much for thousands of dollars of hair products
King: *Still unable to move*

Stacy's teeth hooked under Trish's jaw, her head fully in her mouth. The stale air which wafted about Trish's head seemed to wake her up rather quickly and she gasped frantically for air, her limbs beginning to flail as she tried to escape. Stacy grabbed Trish's wrists to still her struggling before she pulled Trish towards her by her wrists, Trish's head pushing into the tighter chamber of Stacy's throat. Trish attempted to scream though her efforts only tickled Stacy's throat and came out as small muffles. Stacy attempted a small giggle at the vibrations in her throat though they didn't manage to sound. She gulped harshly, Trish's head sliding past her throat and into her chest cavity, the strain on her throat releasing before Trish's shoulders entered. Trish's head within Stacy's chest cavity widened her chest.

King: Hey look JR, instant implants!
JR: ....Right King

Stacy's arms tightened around Trish's, pinning them to her side as she pulled her towards her again, forcing her breasts into her mouth.

JR: Well that must have been difficult
King: Puppies :(

Trish's breasts created two large bulges within Stacy�s throat, Stacy seeming to have little difficulty getting Trish's breasts past her throat though eventually they passed down into her chest as Trish's head prodded at the entrance of Stacy's stomach before forcing its way into it, Stacy's stomach now had an awkward bulge sticking out. Stacy leaned back against the turnbuckle as she tilted her head back, the top turnbuckle aiding her in holding up Trish's legs. Slowly Trish's legs slid into Stacy's awaiting mouth, her feet being the last thing outside of her mouth. Stacy rubbed her now bulging stomach which lurched at her touch. Trish continued screaming though only muffles could be heard. Stacy's stomach tightened it's grasp around it's prey before she opened her mouth to let Trish's feet slip into her throat and with a few more gulps Trish was forced fully into her stomach and curled within her. Trish frantically pushed against the fleshy walls though her strength had diminished quickly and she slowly became still.

JR: Well that was strange
King: ...

Stacy's hands brushed over her enlarged stomach as she let out a satisfied moan which was interrupted by a small belch.

Stacy giggled quietly, hugging her stomach �Excuse me�

JR: Well we hoped you enjoyed RAW tonight...maybe we can win something for worlds strangest happenings
King: Puppies? *sniffle*

Another request fulfilled by my girlfriend :O Hope you enjoy it as much as I do