Ginny McKay vs. Angie Johnson (IFWF Championship) December 13, 1998 by Cristol
Angie Johnson was supposed to face Gayle Ashton for the Championship tonight but 
Gayle's sudden and unexpected  resignation left things in a uproar as the IFWF scrambled 
to figure out what to do. Finally, Commissioner van Vliet decided to put Ginny McKay in 
against Angie Johnson with the winner getting Gayle's vacant title. There's a lot of 
controversy about the selection of McKay, a woman who while both beautiful and a 
veteran is otherwise only marginally qualified to fight to the title. While she's sure not 
qualified based on her ring record but more than one wagging tongue has pointed to the 
Commissioner's recent fling with Ginny's daughter Sunny as a possible reason for her 
getting a shot at the "brass ring."
I hear "Pretty Woman" by Roy Orbison and . . . yes, here comes Ginny but without lover 
Jacki Frost who was hauled away by police earlier after her match with Ginny's manager 
Mitzi McKay. In spite of that, however, both daughter Sunny and Ginny's manager Mitzi 
McKay are with Ginny for this, the most important match of her IFWF career. Jacki made 
no secret of her disappointment at not getting her own opportunity to meet Angie, but 
Niels has promised her a title match against tonight's winner (assuming her current legal 
hiccup is cured by then). You know she hopes it's Ginny she'll be facing, not only because 
of her warm feelings for her lover or even because Ginny's a lot closer to her own age. No, 
you figure after all the time they've spent together, Jacki knows every weakness and soft 
spot on Ginny's voluptuous body while Angie's much bigger, tougher and younger than 
Ginny.
Ginny's in the ring now and Mitzi's talking to her. In between whispered bits, she is 
glancing down to ringside where Evonne Carmikel, Angie's stable head is seated. There's 
been some rumors about some kind of business deal between Carmikel and Mitzi McKay 
although it's hard to know what's going on behind the scenes anymore. Sunny's massaging 
her Mom's neck and shoulders to loosen up her old, tired muscles as they await Angie 
Johnson. Ginny's in one of the "McKay Special" suits. This one a leopard print with tiny 
little cups that can't begin to contain Ginny's massive breasts. Her right orb is almost back 
to normal after being battered two weeks in a row in a couple of rough fights. The thong 
bottom reveals all of her firm bottom and there's just the smallest sliver of material in the 
front. When I say "sliver" I can tell you it's narrow enough to see without squinting that 
the woman is not only unshaven, but that Jacki must like it thick and wild, because 
Ginny's sprouting like it's Spring instead of the start of winter here.
Now here she comes - Angie Johnson, the number one contender for the vacant title. 
"Born to be Wild" by Steppenwolf blasts as Angie Johnson steps from behind the curtain. 
She's accompanied by her manager, Sexy Cindy and Angie looks ready. After what 
happened to her against Gayle Ashton, she has been angry enough to chew nails and 
tonight, she's gonna vent her anger on Ginny McKay. As always, there's a huge pro-
McKay contingent in the crowd, but there's an equally vocal bunch supporting Angie. If 
crowd noise were an indication, this would be a close fight, but unfortunately McKay has 
to face Angie alone. 
The big blue eyed blonde is wearing a white one-piece suit with streaks of black and a 
hold cut in the middle to show off her tight, flat belly.  Like Ginny, Angie wrestles 
barefooted although Ginny tapes her feet in the martial arts style. Angie's a big, tall (6-1, 
140 lb.) rangy girl who loves nothing more than dishing out pain to an opponent. She's 
tough and strong and doesn't mind taking some shots herself if she can hurt her opponent 
even more.
Supporters of both women met with Niels earlier this week and were warned of severe 
penalties for interference in this match. Angie's been in and out of a couple of stables just 
this week alone, so to keep order Niels has forbid anyone but Sexy Cindy to accompany 
her to the ring while McKay gets both her daughter and her manager. Whether it'll make 
a difference or not remains to be seen, but at least Niels did something to try to get control 
over the events. We'll see how long it lasts and what Niels reaction is when his hand-
picked contender, gets in trouble because you know Angie will cause a lot of trouble for an 
over the hill slut like McKay.
They've both gone back to their corners and as they get the last minute instructions from 
their seconds, we'll remind you that whichever of these two women comes up with the 
victory will be the undisputed IFWF World Champion. She'll wear the belt and carry all 
the responsibility that entails. It's a real honor to have the title of "World Champion" 
appended to your name and while young Angie Johnson is just starting her career, you 
have to think that Ginny McKay, who admits to being 38 but is probably a few years 
older, must be thinking this is her last chance to grab the title so she might try to "bend 
the rules" a little if she sees a chance for a win. 
At the bell both women move out and lock up at mid-ring, Angie shoving Ginny back as 
she uses her height to force the old woman to bend her knees as Angie bears down on her. 
Evonne and The Syndicate are cheering her on as Angie slowly forces the ancient warrior 
to one knee. You can see fear and worry on Ginny's face as the young blonde leers at her 
as she stands above her, forcing her hands down to shoulder level. Ginny starts to perspire 
as Angie leans on her, I can see Ginny's arms quivering as she strains, trying to push up 
to regain her feet. She's almost halfway up to her feet when Angie suddenly steps back, 
pulls her up and then drops, driving her feet up into Ginny's mid-section and monkey 
flipping her over. The old woman lands hard and lays gasping as Angie comes over and 
drops her leg across Ginny's impressive bosom.
Ginny's body jerks from the impact as she instinctively tries to protect her chest with both 
hands. Her breasts have taken a beating lately, it looks like Angie's not going to try 
anything different. Angie's gonna go after those big, soft, sensitive breasts just like 
Kimberly Storm and Nyki Nguyen did and hope she'll lose heart and quit but this Ginny 
McKay is a tough old bird and she won't give up easily. 
Angie hauls Ginny up and flings her into the ropes. She rebounds and as Angie sets up for 
a clothesline, Ginny does too and each drops the other with a clothesline of her own. 
They're both down and writhing in pain, holding their throats as they struggle to get to 
their feet. Ginny is up first and dives on Angie, going for the cover. The referee barely 
gets a "one" count before Angie shoves her off and rolls away. Both get to their feet and 
start to circle looking for an opening. 
They lock up and Ginny hip throws Angie to the mat, keeping her in a headlock as she 
lays across the big blonde's chest working the headlock for all she's worth. Angie struggles 
and finally manages to get a leg up and hooks it under Ginny's chin, pulling her over 
backwards, breaking the headlock and getting her in a head scissors. Ginny tries to kick 
out, but Angie's long legs are too strong and she is really squeezing the old woman's head. 
Ginny's face is getting red as she repeatedly tries to kick out, using her hands to push 
against Angie's long, strong legs.  Finally, the wily veteran gets a leg over the bottom rope 
and the referee orders Angie to break which she does after giving the redhead one final 
crushing squeeze with her thighs.
Angie's up and waiting as Ginny struggles to her feet gasping for air.  As they move 
together, Angie grabs Ginny's outstretched arm and ducks under, coming up behind her 
and levering it into a hammerlock. Ginny quickly reaches back with her free hand, grabs 
Angie's head, then flips her over her shoulder onto her back. Ginny shakes her sore arm 
and kicks Angie in the back as she rolls trying to escape a follow-up move by McKay. 
Ginny goes after Angie, grabs her by the ankle and drags her back, stepping over it and 
twisting the knee against her own. Angie screams in pain, but kicks back into Ginny's 
knee as she pulls her ankle free and hobbles away as Ginny flexes her knee. 
Both women have been cautious, yet each has hurt the other. This is a pretty even fight so 
far but, for whatever it's worth, I'd give a slight edge to Angie Johnson. Ginny's breathing 
harder now while the much younger Angie's breathing is hardly labored at all. They both 
lunge forward at the same instant, locking up and it's Ginny McKay who powers Angie up 
and body slams her to the mat raising a cloud of dust from the impact. Angie writhes 
holding her back, but then rolls out of the way just in time as Ginny tries to follow up with 
a full body splash. Now she's the one writhing on the mat as Angie circles around and 
goes for a step over toe hold. 
Angie's working Ginny's leg so hard, she's actually making Ginny's body slide around on 
the mat as she twists it. Ginny's moaning as she tries to kick Angie with her free leg, but 
Angie manages to avoid most of the kicks as she. . . whoa! Angie caught Ginny's other 
leg. She's trying to roll her, going for a Boston Crab it looks like, or maybe the Camel 
Clutch. If she gets either, Ginny won't last long. Ginny's fighting it, but Angie's turning 
her, slowly but she's turning her nonetheless. She's done it! Angie's got Ginny on her belly 
and she's locking in the Boston Crab, working on that lower back of her much older and 
shopworn opponent. 
Ginny's screaming as Angie throws her entire weight into the hold, twisting and bending 
Ginny's less-than-supple body in ways I'm sure she can't bend it willingly any more. 
Ginny's trying to crawl to the ropes, but it's a long way and she's in a whole lot of trouble 
at the moment.  Angie's putting everything into this move and it's beginning to look like 
it's gonna pay off for her, old Ginny's struggles are getting weaker as she squirms, writhes 
and crawls slowly across the mat toward the ropes. 
Angie leans way back, nearly pulling Ginny's feet down to her butt. In desperation, Ginny 
reaches back and catches Angie by the hair and pulls her over backwards and at the same 
time, she straightens her legs. The combination is too much for Angie and she loses her 
grip and Ginny's legs pop free of her grasp. Ginny flops exhausted on her stomach with a 
handful of Angie's hair in her right hand. Angie ignores the pain in her scalp and grabs 
Ginny's arm and twists it up behind her in a hammerlock as she straddles Ginny's hips. 
It's a good thing Angie has long legs.
Ginny's just traded one painful hold for another, but at least for now her back isn't being 
broken by Angie's hold, just her arm. Ginny's feet beat on the mat as Angie levers the arm 
up between her shoulder blades, all the time talking to her older foe and reaching back 
occasionally to slap her ass cheeks to further humiliate her. For one reason or another, 
Ginny's face is getting red again as she strains against Angie's power to try to escape from 
this latest trap. Now that she can push with her legs, even as weakened as they must be, 
Ginny's making more progress toward the ropes. Finally, she grabs the bottom rope and 
again the referee orders Angie to break and this time she does it cleanly.
Ginny hangs on the ropes, her head and shoulders outside the ring, resting on one knee as 
she tries to catch her breath. Meanwhile, the referee starts to count as Ginny is taking all 
the time she can before she returns to the fight. It's not until the referee is about to count 
her out that Ginny finally pulls herself up using the top rope and turns around. She's 
flexing that sore arm and she's limping a bit after all the twisting and wrenching Angie's 
done to her aging body. Ginny shakes her head as if she can't believe how this young 
woman is dominating her, a veteran of years in the ring. 
As they lock up again, Ginny gets the upper hand for a change, ducking and using a 
single leg takedown to put Angie on her back. As Angie slaps the mat in frustration and 
pain, Ginny spins around and tightens up on her leg lock. Ginny's grinning confidently 
for the first time in the match as she looks down at her prostrate opponent. The referee 
asks Angie if she wants to submit, but the Number One contender just laughs at the 
question and shakes her head. Ginny grunts and knees Angie in the back of the thigh as 
she starts to twist her leg another half turn.
Angie cries out in pain and rolls over on her side, kicking out her foot to the inside of 
Ginny's support leg. The big redhead's leg buckles and she falls on top of Angie, losing 
her toe hold as she falls. Angie wraps her arms around Ginny and rolls over, going for a 
sudden pinfall. But Ginny is too experienced to fall into that trap and she continues to roll 
until Angie is the one on the bottom. The referee quickly slaps the mat "one . . two . ." but 
Angie quickly uses a handful of Ginny's hair to reverse their positions. Before the referee 
can start the count on her, however, Ginny uses a hand under Angie's chin to bend her 
head back and break the stalemate, separate them and allow each to roll away, rise and re-
start from a standing position.
They lock up and Ginny goes for the bearhug and gets it. She's got one of Angie's arms 
trapped and gets her hands locked down at the base of Angie's spine, lifts her off her feet 
and squeezes hard. That long back of Angie's is taking a real beating from Ginny's 
bearhug and she really knows how to work her hands against the spine to increase the 
pain level. Angie's lanky legs are flopping around and she's beating helplessly against 
Ginny's back with her free hand as the old veteran gives the youngster a lesson in how to 
apply a 'professional' bearhug.
Angie's starting to hyperventilate, she'd better figure a way out of this in a hurry or she's 
liable to pass out. Finally, in desperation, she rakes her nails across Ginny's eyes, bringing 
a howl of protest from the redhead. Before the referee can get there to stop her, Angie 
does it again and Ginny drops her and staggers back holding her face and blinking to 
clear her vision. Angie slumps back against the ropes, holding her back, bending and 
stretching to work out the kinks that Ginny put in with her big bad bearhug. 
Ginny moves in and hip tosses Angie out to mid-ring. That's not going to help her back 
any. Angie rolls with the impact and comes up on one knee just in time as Ginny 
approaches ready to grab her. Ohhhhh, Angie just uppercut Ginny square in the groin, 
doubling her over. Angie's up quickly and brings a double ax handle to the back that drops 
Ginny to her knees. These two are giving it everything they have trying to win this 
championship. Angie puts Ginny in a front headlock, wrenching her head from side to 
side, then a BIG swinging neckbreaker sends Ginny to the canvas writhing in pain and 
screaming as she holds her neck with both hands.
Angie pulls Ginny up by the hair but keeps her bent over, then stuffs the old redheads leg 
between her thighs and picks her hips up. She's got the old woman upside down, going for 
the piledriver. This could be the end of the . . . NO! Ginny kept the momentum going 
using her legs and toppled Angie over backward with Ginny on top. She's going for the 69 
pin but Angie rolls Ginny off and the busty redhead is too shaken to stay in control. 
Angie's youth is starting to give her a big edge now as she's up before Ginny with a big 
boot in the ribs that flattens the old lady again. Angie leg drops across the back of Ginny's 
head which bounces her face on the mat.
Ginny's nose is bleeding as she tries to get up, but Angie's ready for her. She grabs Ginny 
by the arm and a big Irish Whip swing-a-round sends her reeling to the side ropes. She 
rebounds back and Angie with a HUGE scoop bodyslam that shakes the ring to it's 
foundations. She's taking control of this fight. Ginny better do something quick to reverse 
that if she expects to win this one. Angie must have liked that last move, she's swinging 
Ginny around again and there she goes into the ropes again!
As Ginny comes careering off the ropes, Angie lands a solid two-footed dropkick flush on 
Ginny's big bosom. She goes over backward, her feet flying up into the air before she 
lands on the back of her head and shoulders. Angie leans over Ginny and grabs her by the 
hair and pulls her head up, then drives a fist straight down into the pit of the redhead's 
stomach. Ginny convulses before Angie pulls her to her feet using that handful of auburn 
hair. Ginny's wobbly and I think she'd fall if Angie weren't holding her up. 
Angie holds Ginny's head in both hands, spins around and gives her a neckbreaker, 
putting a terrible kink in the old woman's neck. Now she turns around and with Ginny 
back to back behind her, Angie leans forward and pulls Ginny's head over her shoulder. 
It's the hangman! She's really worked over Ginny's neck and she doesn't look like she can 
take any more. Her massive chest is heaving, but her arms hang limp at her sides, her legs 
twitching spasmodically as Angie hoists her off the mat, bending forward with Ginny's 
neck bent over her shoulder. Angie's got this move down cold, there's no way Ginny's 
getting out of this. Ginny's flapping her arms, waving at the referee who finally realizes 
what she's doing. He checks quickly and Ginny grabs his arm. The ref calls for the bell 
and it rings signifying that the crowd favorite Angie Johnson has made Ginny McKay 
submit and won the belt.
Angie lets go and Ginny drops in a limp heap at the referee's feet. He quickly bends down 
to check on her. The busty redhead is gasping for air and having a lot of trouble sitting up. 
She really took a terrible battering in the last few minutes of this match, but she certainly 
showed she wasn't in over her head against Angie. There's no doubt the best woman won, 
but our loser has nothing to be ashamed of by her showing tonight. She's always been, and 
it looks like she'll continue to be, a force to be reckoned with in the IFWF.
She's up on her feet now, and both girls are hugging each other. It was a tough, hard-
fought fight, but there was no outside interference and no (or not many) dirty tactics. 
Certainly this is one title match the Fed.  can be proud of. Both women fought hard, gave 
everything they had, and in the end the best woman won. You really can't ask more than 
that considering how much you pay for admission to these events. 
So that's it for this evening ladies and gentlemen. We have a new IFWF World 
Heavyweight Champion! There's no question that, based on her performance this evening 
she deserves it. Commissioner Niels van Vliet is in the ring now, he's holding the 
championship belt over his head for the photographers. He's putting it around the 
champion's waist as flashbulbs go off. Now the battered loser is at the champion's side, 
congratulating her for a great fight. They hug again and each raises the other's hand in a 
show of good sportsmanship. They're both smiling, although the winner seems to have a 
much wider grin. 
As the crowd surges around them, the two women exchange a look. You know they're the 
only two who know, or understand, what they've gone through this evening. It's a bond 
they'll share the rest of their lives, no matter what happens after this. Two warriors who 
met, gave their all and one emerged victorious with no shame for the loser. It's a tired old 
cliché, but everyone who's ever been there knows it's true, if you want to know who won, 
you have to go back to the top and read the entire story. It's there, but you shouldn't have it 
spoiled by having THE WINNER'S name right here at the end. . . should you?
****
Later, down in the bowels of the arena in Ginny's dressing room. While Ginny's in the 
shower, Miss Evonne Carmikel, Gloria Lalonde, Nikki Foxx and Kimberly Storm walk in. 
Sunny leaps to her feet. "Hey, what's the meaning of this? Nobody invited you." Evonne 
stares at Sunny a moment then snaps her fingers and points to the young blonde. 
Immediately, Nikki Foxx steps forward to face Sunny who balls up her fists, ready to 
fight. 
"Calm down everyone," Mitzi says, putting a hand on Sunny's chest.  "There's no need for 
violence. Besides Evonne, you only have three against two, not the kinda odds you like. 
Shall we conclude our business? Sunny and I want to go out and celebrate my win tonight 
and I'm sure you have some celebrating of your own you'd like to do." Evonne chuckled 
and nodded to Gloria Lalonde who held up the briefcase she was carrying. She opened it 
and showed Mitzi the cash inside. Sunny gasped at the sight and looked at Mitzi. "What's 
going on Mitzi? I don't like the looks of this. You aren't selling me out to this bitch are 
you?"
Mitzi shook her head, reassuring her step-daughter. "No, of course not.  I'd never do that 
to you. I'm doing this FOR you, so that we'll have the cash we need to get you better 
training facilities and a new wardrobe.  That, and to help solve a long-standing problem of 
my own." Just then, Ginny came out of the shower, a towel wrapped round her torso and 
another on her wet hair. "I'm almos. . ." She looked around at the Syndicate members and 
then at Mitzi. "They here to make trouble?"
Gloria handed the briefcase to Mitzi who snapped it shut and took Sunny's hand. "Come 
on hon, let's be on our way. Evonne wants to have a few words in private with her new 
girl." Ginny gasped and glared at Mitzi. "New girl! Me? What the hell are you talking 
about?" Evonne chuckled as Mitzi explained that, "In order to get enough money to get 
Sunny her title shot, I had to dispose of some assets. In this case, I've assigned your 
contract to Evonne for a while." 
Ginny's hands started to tremble and the Syndicate girls giggled at the expression on her 
face. "My contract? You can't do that." Mitzi laughed, "Of course I can. It's right there in 
something called an 'assignment clause.' It seems Carmikel Inc., has it in all the IFWF 
contracts. I'm surprised a veteran like you doesn't know about that, She said it happens all 
the time." Ginny looked at Evonne, then at Kimberly who was licking her lips hungrily. 
"How...How long is this for?" Ginny gasped.  Mitzi shrugged, "Dunno yet. I guess it 
depends on how well you get along with her girls. I know Kimberly's eager to get her 
hands on you again."
Kimberly grinned lecherously at Mitzi and nodded. "Oh yes. Jacki thinks she scared me 
off, but she don't know me like she thinks. You tell me to stay away from somethin' it just 
makes me want it more. Now I got what I want - for the time being. Pretty soon, I'll have 
the rest of what I want. That ol' dyke thinks she can dump me and not suffer for it, she's 
got another think cummin'." She giggled as she reached for Ginny's towel. Ginny tried to 
hold on to it, but Nikki and Kimberly quickly twisted her arms behind her back and the 
damp towel slid down over her full breasts and fell to the floor at her feet. She squeezed 
her thighs together as she seemed to cower in fear as Kimberly reached out and closed her 
hand on Ginny's nearly healed right breast, the one Kimberly had brutally attacked in 
their match a few weeks before.
"Well McKay, you coming along quiet like, or do you want to come along shrieking in 
pain. Remember how this feels?" To emphasize, she gave Ginny's breast a tight squeeze 
that brought the redhead up on her toes.  "No, no please don't. I'll do what you want. I 
can't take that again." Kimberly caressed the heavy mound of flesh gently, as if smoothing 
a ruffled pillow or stroking a pussy cat. "Good girl. I'll be training you for the Syndicate 
and I think me and you'll get along fine. Don't you?" She flicked the stiffening nipple with 
her thumbnail and Ginny gasped, then quickly blurted out, "Yes, yes, whatever you want."
Evonne took a leather dog collar from her pocket and gave it to Kimberly. "You know 
what to do." Kimberly fastened the collar around Ginny's neck, buckled it and snapped on 
a short leash while Gloria moved behind Ginny and handcuffed her wrists together behind 
her back. "Ca. .  . can't I get dressed?" she bleated plaintively as Mitzi led the stunned 
Sunny out the door and closed it behind her. Mitzi struggled to keep from laughing at the 
sight of her rival in the hands of Evonne and the Syndicate. 
Mitzi and Sunny were standing in the parking lot, Mitzi trying to explain to Sunny the 
reasons for betraying Ginny, when they saw a group of figures leave the arena and get into 
a waiting limousine. The tall figure was obviously Evonne, followed closely by Gloria. 
Behind them came two hulking figures, Nikki and Kimberly. Kimberly was holding a 
leash at waist level and behind her, her skin reflecting the light from the lights in the 
parking lot, was a nude woman, bent over at the waist, her heavy breasts swinging freely 
beneath her as she hobbled along as fast as she could. Her ankles were bound together, 
making it hard for her to keep up with the others.
"Come on hon," Mitzi said with a lilt in her voice, "let's go celebrate and in the morning, 
we'll find a new apartment in a better part of town, close to another gym where 
everything's first class. Then we'll get you some new outfits and a new trainer. In a month 
or so, you'll be the new IFWF champion, I guarantee it." Sunny looked back as Ginny 
struggled into the back of the limp between Nikki and Kimberly, then she sighed and 
walked quickly after Mitzi. Champion! Sunny liked the sound of it.