Women's Booby Belt Mudwrestling Cheerleader Bra and Panties Battle Royal

The Cheese-o-tron shows the Crotch in a steamed up locker room, seemingly rummaging through a locker. A shower is heard in the background. The squeaks of faucet handles are heard as the shower stops, and a female voice is heard humming softly, romantically.

Monroe: What's going on here? Is there a woman in the Crotches room?

Marcum: Lucky bastard!

The Crotch quickly closes the locker and starts walking to the door, but he stops in his tracks when he hears a woman clear her throat. He turns around, and the camera pans to show us Lor, standing in a pastel purple bathrobe, hair dripping wet.

Monroe: Maybe not! He's in Lor's room!

Marcum: What could he be doing there?!

Crotch: Uh, hi Lor, babe!

Lor: Crotchie...what are you doing in my locker room, darlin?

Crotch: Well, uh, I was just, um...I wanted to sneak a peak at your bra and panties that you'll be wearing for the match, is all. <shuffles feet>

Lor: Well, did you see them?

Crotch: Um...well, no.

Lor: <giggles softly> Silly boy, That's cause they're right here.

Lor slowly opens her robe, showing the Crotch her bra and panties. The camera pans to the Crotch's face, eyes bulging, mouth dropped open, clearly there is no more blood in that brain, preventing anyone else from seeing what Lor is wearing.

Marcum: That ain't right! She should be flashing us right now!

Monroe: If you ask me, the Crotch is getting off easy!

Lor: Well, what do you say, Crotchie-poo, do you likey?

Crotch: Oh yes...uh... Thanks babe, I gotta run, now!

The Crotch walks out of Lor's locker room, trying his darnest not to snicker as Lor walks over to her locker, flicking her wet hair back over her right shoulder. She smiles a sweet smile at the thought of Crotch sneaking a peek. Just as she opens the door to her locker, a wisp of a pepper cloud shoots out at her and flies up her nose, causing her to sneeze violently! Lor slams the locker shut and bolts out of her room covering her nose and mouth with her hands, coughing, as she grabs for the towel over her left shoulder and wipes her face with it. Looking up, she sees the Crotch leaning over against the wall, laughing and grinning. She ties her robe tight and starts walking, side stepping, towards him.

Monroe: Buhgawb! The Crotch pulled a prank on Lor!

Marcum: As much as she deserved it, that was not a bright move! There's no telling what that psycho will do now!

Lor: <playfully giggles recursively> Oh Crotchie-poo!

The Crotch looks up and mumbles something, grins, then takes off down the hall. Lor follows close behind. Both are laughing.

Monroe: Can we get a camera back there to follow them? I don't understand how we can get a camera into a woman's locker room, but we can't follow the action down a hallway!

Marcum: We don't have to! Here they come!

The Crotch bolts down the ramp with Lor hot on his heels. Suddenly, seeing the mud pool set up at the bottom of the ramp, he stops dead in his tracks with no place to go. Lor runs up behind him and shoves him into the pool. Loosening her balance she falls in after him and begins playfully shoving mud in his face. They both are still laughing whole heartedly.

Marcum: Somebody stop this madness before the Crotch gets hurt!

Monroe: It's too late! Here come the rest of the hotties!

Marcum: And Lor is only wearing a bathrobe! This is finally the end of her title reign!



Before Lor can react, the mob of RDCW hotties storms the mud pool and the bell rings. Several of the girls go straight for Lor. They try to tear away her robe, but they keep slipping in the mud. The Crotch tries to crawl out of the brawl, but when he gets to the end, he's knocked over by Batwoman, who runs him over as she bolts up the ramp.

Monroe: It looks like we've got our first elimination!

Marcum: And here come four more!

Bianca, Kimi, ButterRican, and Ariel are quick to follow Batwoman up the ramp. Big Fat Elvis awaits Ariel with a robe, and he escorts her to the back. Nuriko and Grace take the opportunity to go at each other's throats, and soon eliminate each other from the match. Embarrassed, Grace runs off screaming revenge on Nuriko, who runs after her with a hand full of mud. Harleykwin tears off Chesty Lerou's skirt, but Lor pounces Harley. Stareena, who is also missing her skirt, walks up to Chesty and tears off her top. Chesty slaps her and tears off Stareena's top. She then pushes her to the mud and walks off.

Monroe: That wasn't right! Chesty was eliminated!

Marcum: And she returned the favor!

Meeko and Terri Savitz work each other over, with Meeko finally tearing away Terri's top and eliminating her from the match. Cowgirl Jack grabs at Meeko's top, but LLance, who eliminated the first four competitors on his own, strips CJ and sends her running up the ramp.

Monroe: What is LLance doing in this match?! Look at him! He can't even fit in that outfit, and this is after he slimmed down!

Marcum: I have no idea, but he's doing a damn fine job!

LLance grabs at Meeko's top, tearing it away, but Meeko dives at him and pulls his skirt off. LLance loses his balance and slips in the mud, landing on the Crotch, who still hasn't found a way out of the pool. That's when Princess Elisa tackles Meeko, sending her face first into the mud. But Meeko doesn't take long to turn the tables, and soon she has Elisa stripped down to her bra and panties and screaming as she runs to the back. Lor finally gets the Last Laugh on Harley, and strips off her outfit to eliminate her.

Monroe: It's down to Lor, Meeko, and LLance!

Marcum: My Gob!

Meeko is furiously trying to remove LLance's top, but he fights her off, sending her back into the mud. Lor dives for his legs, and he slips again. Meeko is quick to get back up, and she and Lor both tear his top off.

Monroe: Buhgawb!

Marcum: The horror! The horror!

Lor and Meeko circle each other in the pool. Both are thoroughly covered in mud. Finally, Meeko makes her move, lunging for Lor's robe. Lor takes a step forward, and baseball slides towards Meeko. She reaches up and grabs Meeko's skirt, yanking hard as she slides past her. Meeko falls forward, and Lor slides away with her skirt in hand. She holds it up and waves the skirt in the air as the bell rings.

James White: Ladies and Gentlemen, the winner of this match and still Women's Boobie Belt Champion, Lor!

Marcum: I can't believe it! How did she keep that tiny robe on?!

Monroe: It doesn't look like it will be on much longer! Look!

Lor seductively removes her robe as cheesy burlesque music plays over the speakers and swings it around over her head in the air a few times before letting it drop into the pool. She takes the Boobie Belt from Lothar, who raises her hand. After a moment, Lor looks down to see the Crotch still lying in the pool.

Monroe: Look, the Crotch is still in the pool!

Marcum: Oh no!

Lor bends at the waist and reaches down and helps him to his feet. She gives him a big hug, half wrapping her leg around him and then rips open his shirt pulling it down to his elbows, she looks up at him and grins. With the music still playing, the Crotch tries to get away, but he slips at the same time she rips the shirt from his body and he falls face first back into the mud. Lor strip teases with his shirt then reaches down and pulls off his pants in one motion. She waves them around a few times before tossing them aside and stepping out of the pool with a little shake of her hips. The Crotch stands up and watches Lor with shock and pleasure as she skips up the ramp.

Monroe: Lor just stripped the Crotch down to his briefs!

Marcum: That ain't right! We don't need to see that!

Lor suddenly stops kicks up her leg behind her and blows him a kiss goodbye. With a wink she’s gone. The Crotch blushes in awe from the kiss. Then the crowed kicks up with laughter. That's when the Crotch realizes he is only wearing his briefs. His face turns beet red as he covers himself with his hands. He franticly looks down for his clothes, anything!

Monroe: I think he just realized he's practically naked!

Marcum: You're still looking at him?!

The Crotch sees Lor's discarded bathrobe. He grabs it and puts it on as he runs off backstage.



The Madman says: "that's fucked up. that ain't right."