Sunny McKay vs. Gayle Ashton by Zim October 4, 1998
Sunny came prancing out to the ring to the music of "Tonight" by Smashing Pumpkins. 
She wore a little tiny leopard print bikini that covered next to nothing. It showed enough 
for you to see she was only partially shaved. Her hard nipples just about poked holes in 
her top. Fortunately for her, she had fully recovered from her brutal beating by Tina 
Collins because she was facing the IFWF World Champion, Gayle Ashton in a non-title 
match. It was part of the TV Title Tournament, but if Sunny won everyone would see her 
as the heir apparent to Gayle's title but if Gayle lost she'll feel her belt was somehow 
tarnished, even though she would retain it no matter what the outcome of this fight.

Sunny was accompanied by her mother Ginny McKay who had a brief fling with Gayle 
Ashton a few months ago that Ginny broke off when her enemies used Gayle to get to her. 
Sunny's step-mother Mitzi McKay was along, with their New Age teammate Sabrina 
Rage. They agreed not to interfere unless someone else did, so we were hopeful this 
match, unlike many others, would be fought fairly. There was no animosity between the 
two - at least by IFWF standards. New Age supported Gayle in several of her recent 
matches and they all said publicly they had no problem with Gayle representing them as 
the champion (at least until one of them wants to take the belt away from her).
Next came Gayle Ashton, prancing and shaking her booty to O fortuna, from Carmina 
Burana. She looked as gorgeous as always in an almost transparent white leotard and 
white wrestling boots. Her suit was pulled up in the crack of her butt so it looked almost 
like a thong. And why not, she and Sunny have without a doubt the best looking behinds 
in the Fed. Gayle's got Mr. Smithers and Dangerous Paulette at her sides, two reasons for 
her to smile confidently as she entered the ring to face Sunny.
They stood toe to toe staring into each other's eyes as the referee quickly ran through 
instructions that neither of them needed after all the matches they'd had. The referee 
finished and Sunny offered her hand. After a moment of hesitation, Gayle took it and they 
shook. Gayle leaned over and said something concerning Sunny's Mother Ginny. She 
grinned and nodded in seeming agreement. Just before they went back to their corners, 
Sunny spanked Gayle's butt and said something about it being a, "battle of the best butts" 
that made her chuckle. They went to their corners, did a couple of quick flexes, turned 
back and came bouncing out at the bell. 
Sunny struck first with an armdrag takedown that put Gayle on her back, her right arm 
stretched out painfully as Sunny put one foot in her armpit and the other on her neck. She 
wrenched the arm and twisted it as Gayle kicked and tried to roll over. It took her several 
tries, but eventually, she forced Sunny onto her back and powered herself up, her arm still 
trapped. Gayle leaned on Sunny's straightened legs as the referee dropped to count, "One. 
. ." as Sunny's shoulders briefly touched the mat. Reluctantly, Sunny let go of Gayle's arm 
and kicked her across the mat, rolled over and got to her feet as Gayle worked the kinks 
out of her arm. 
They circled again and, a bit more confidently now, Sunny moved in closer, going for a 
lockup. But Gayle ducked under and took Sunny down by the legs, dumping the young 
blonde beauty on her 'heart-shaped ass.' She grunted as Gayle spun and turned the leglock 
into a step-over toehold. Sunny grabbed her head and cried out in pain as Gayle ruthlessly 
twisted her leg, seeming to try to rip the hip out of it's socket. Sunny squirmed her tight 
little butt on the mat as she slowly worked her way backward, straining to reach the ropes. 
Twice her fingers just brushed them, and each time Gayle gave her leg a quick, hard yank 
that made Sunny wince in pain and lose her grip. The third time she was able to grab on 
and the referee forced the champion to break her hold. 
Angrily, Gayle stomped on Sunny's leg after she released it. Sunny pulled herself up using 
the ropes and flexed her leg, limping around the ring with her left hand on the top rope 
until she regains full use of it. Gayle circles at a distance, not willing to rush in, leaving 
herself exposed while Sunny is hanging on the ropes and force Gayle to break any hold 
she gets anyway. Finally, Sunny moves out into the ring and Gayle offers a test of 
strength. Sunny hesitates, but when Dangerous Paulette starts to taunt her, the young 
blonde accepts. Gayle grabbed Sunny's hands and snapped her wrists forward before 
Sunny was ready. Sunny yelps in pain and slowly was forced to her knees, looking up at 
Gayle's leering face. 
"Rookie mistake!" she giggled as she drew back her foot and kicked Sunny low in the 
stomach with her heavy boot.
The air went out of Sunny and she would have collapsed if Gayle hadn't been holding her 
up by the hands. Sunny's head fell forward but before she could do anything to escape, 
Gayle kicked her again in the stomach. She let go of Sunny's hands and the beautiful 
blonde toppled forward and curled up clutching her belly with both hands. 
"This is waaay too easy," Gayle yelled to Ginny who was standing next to Dangerous 
Paulette, looking red-faced at her daughter's predicament but too proud to interfere to save 
her while Mitzi paced nervously back and forth; Mr. Smithers shadowing her, walking at 
her side.
Gayle held Sunny's ankles and stretched her legs out and then dropped and slammed her 
knees into the back of Sunny's thighs. Sunny cried out and raised her torso off the mat, but 
Gayle fell forward and drove her elbow into the base of Sunny's spine, snapping the young 
woman's head up and bringing a groan of pain. Gayle grabbed a handful of Sunny's long, 
blonde hair and pulled her up to a kneeling position, reached her arm around her neck 
from behind and pulled her head back with a rear headlock. Gayle's hip on her ass forced 
Sunny's back to bend severely as Gayle twisted her head and her spine at the same time. 
She pawed at Gayle's arm in her attempt to escape, finally, mostly due Sunny's pulling 
on it, he ruled it had become a choke hold and ordered a break. Gayle released Sunny's 
head and kneed her in the back before she backed off. Sunny was thrown forward on her 
chest and slowly rolled over and struggled to her feet, rolling her head and holding her 
back with both hands as she tried to get her breath. Gayle bounced up and down on the 
balls of her feet, her arms at her sides, shaking her breasts and telling Sunny to get up and 
fight.
Sunny got one foot under her, put her hands on her knee and pushed herself up, backing 
toward the corner as Gayle stalked her. Sunny bumped into the turnbuckle and looked 
around, surprised that she was trapped in the corner, thinking she had run out of room far 
sooner than expected. Gayle closed in to finish Sunny off and was surprised by a quick, 
hard foot to the midsection. As Gayle doubled over holding herself, Sunny grabbed two 
handfuls of hair and brought her knee up right between Gayle's breasts. She turned Gayle 
around and used her open hand to slam Gayle in the throat. Her eyes widened in horror as 
she couldn't get her breath.
With Gayle gagging and holding the ropes, Sunny climbed up and stood on the middle 
rope, bending Gayle's head back over the top rope, stretching her neck. Gayle wrapped her 
arms around Sunny's hips and started to lift, but just then Sunny rammed her open fingers 
into Gayle's neck just under the corner of her jaw. Gayle's knees buckled and her arms 
slipped down off Sunny's hips, her forearms hanging over Sunny's muscular thighs. Sunny 
climbed to the top rope and wrapped her arms around Gayle's head, then dove off and 
drove Gayle's face into the mat. The blonde's feet flew up and then dropped limp to the 
mat, her left foot resting against the lower rope as she lay, apparently unconscious, face 
down on the mat. 
Seeing her foot on the ropes, the referee tapped Sunny on the shoulder and ordered a 
break. She stood up and walked slowly back to the middle of the ring, waiting to see if 
Gayle could get up after the superbulldog. The referee started to count Gayle out, but she 
slowly rolled over holding her head and then sat up, looking around with eyes that seemed 
to have trouble focusing. Sunny slapped her hands in disappointment as Gayle beat the 
count and pulled herself up, leaning on the ropes wobbly legged, but upright before the 
referee counted her out. 
Sunny raced over and rammed a knee to Gayle's stomach, then hip-tossed her back out to 
the middle of the ring where she hit flush on her butt and bounced. She rolled over and 
got to her knees with both hands rubbing her cheeks as Sunny walked resolutely over to 
her and pulled her up by the hair. Halfway up, Gayle drove her fist up into Sunny's 
stomach, stopping her in her tracks. Gayle punched her again and Sunny lost her grip on 
Gayle's hair and staggered back a couple of steps. Gayle got to her feet and slapped Sunny 
who quickly slapped Gayle back. 
They stood there exchanging slaps until Gayle followed a slap by backhanding Sunny 
across the mouth, splitting her lip open. Sunny wiped blood from her mouth, balled up her 
fist and swung as hard as she could. Gayle ducked and caught Sunny's wrist, flipping her 
over her shoulder onto her back. Gayle clamped an armbar on Sunny's arm as Sunny 
landed at her feet. Sunny arched her back and spread her legs for leverage as she tried to 
ease the pain in her shoulder. Gayle leaned back, increasing the strain on Sunny's arm as 
she dragged Sunny backward applying added pressure. Sunny's bare feet scrabbled on the 
mat as she fought to get her feet under her, but Gayle kept dragging her around, making it 
impossible to lessen the pain in her arm. 
Finally, Gayle stopped, bent her knees and levered Sunny up using her arm. Sunny was on 
her toes trying to fight the pain in her arm when Gayle whirled her around and flung her 
into the ropes. Sunny hit on her back and rebounded right back to Gayle who dropped and 
caught Sunny in a leg takedown that dropped her flat on her chest with the loud WHAP of 
bare flesh on canvas. Gayle rolled over and twisted the leg back until Sunny's heel was 
pressed against her butt as Gayle twisted her foot to the side and leaned on her leg. Sunny 
pounded the mat in pain and frustration as Gayle worked on her leg and ankle again. 
Sunny reached back with one hand, but Gayle leaned away, giving Sunny's leg a twist as 
she put her foot on the inside of Sunny's other leg and slowly started to spread her open. 
Sunny's legs were very limber from her dancing, but this wasn't something she practiced 
all that much. 
Dangerous Paulette started yelling at the referee, distracting him as Gayle pulled a small 
blade from her boot. Sunny twisted her torso around and reached back, catching a handful 
of Gayle's hair and pulling her down and forward. Gayle slid the blade under the hip 
straps of Sunny's thong, sliced through them cleanly, then she did the same to the back of 
her top as she writhed on top of Sunny. Gayle looked down at Sunny's tight young ass and 
then at the blade in her hand, thinking of Sunny's taunts about her beautiful butt, but then 
she closed the blade and slipped it back in her boot before the referee returned.
The referee ordered Sunny to let go of Gayle's hair and for Gayle to break clean. Gayle 
stood up and held her hands in the air as she backed away cleanly. Sunny tried to stand 
up, but as she started to rise, her suit fell apart and started to slip off. In a reflex action, 
one hand went down to catch her bottom and cover her pussy and the other clutched at her 
top. That's when Gayle took two quick steps, bounced off the ropes and drop-kicked Sunny 
halfway across the ring. Her suit went flying as Sunny's naked body landed flat on her 
back with a loud grunt. The referee started for Sunny, then stopped and hesitated, unsure 
what to do. 
While he waffled, Gayle took advantage of the situation and ran over, dove on top of 
Sunny and grabbed her wrists, pressing them down as she slid her legs under Sunny's and 
grapevined her legs. Sunny hardly knew what was happening before Gayle had her legs 
spread wide and the referee was on his knees slapping the mat next to her shoulders. 
"One . . . Two . . . Thr . . ." 
Sunny arched and lifted one shoulder just enough to break the count, but Gayle was in the 
saddle now and she slowly started to pound Sunny's pelvis with her own, bare belly 
slapping bare belly, as she tried to grind Sunny into submission or at least distract her 
long enough to get a pin. Sunny humped her hips up and down, pushing up with what 
little power she could generate with her legs in their awkward position. 
An exotic dancer, Sunny's nudity didn't bother her in the least, she even considered it 
advantageous, hoping it might distract the referee's eyes from her shoulders. Sunny's 
nipples were getting hard as Gayle's bra rubbed her bare breasts. Gayle's crotch grinding 
hers also distracted the slender bi-sexual as she squirmed and thrust her body upward 
against Gayle's with a fervor that matched Gayle's in pushing downward. Sunny watched 
Gayle's face, feeling Gayle respond to the mutual grinding as much as she. 
Sunny started to moan, increasing the speed of her thrusting against Gayle's beautiful 
body, rolling her head from side to side and sighing, "No, no" as she started to shudder. 
Gayle looked down at her and smiled, she relaxed, feeling Sunny's orgasm. But the porn 
film veteran had fooled her by using acting talent that had been underutilized and 
unrealized in her film career. As she felt Gayle's hands ease their grip on her arms, she 
jerked her arms free and pushed up with her pelvis. Gayle, starting to rub her body on 
Sunny's to satisfy her own as yet unfulfilled lust, was caught totally off guard and couldn't 
react before Sunny wrapped her arms around her and rolled her onto her back. Gayle 
kicked her feet and luckily, one landed on a bottom rope which led the referee to order 
Sunny to break the hold and let her up.
Sunny stood up and backed away. As she did, the ring lights reflected off droplets of 
moisture trapped by her trimmed pubes. It brought a smile to Gayle's full lips, replacing 
the petulant frown that had formed at losing her advantage. It was a sign that her 
powerful lesbian wiles could still turn the sluttish young vixen into a mewing, kittenish 
sex toy for she and Vanessa Chandler. 
"Like mother like daughter!" Gayle laughed as she moved forward in a crouch, her arms 
spread, her eyes riveted on Sunny's Delta of Venus that had become her primary target, 
her lure, her obsession. She wanted to possess the daughter as she had the mother, to 
make her a love slave and use her to bring Ginny back to her bed; the same bed where she 
and Vanessa planned to teach Ginny the folly of leaving a lover. 
As Gayle moved in Sunny backed up, trying to catch her breath and regain her 
composure. She was angry with herself for her own ineffectiveness so far in the match and 
knew it was time to prove she deserved to be in the ring with the champion. Gayle lunged 
at Sunny and caught her around the head with one arm, pulling her down with her to the 
mat and rolling over to trap the nude blonde beneath her in a side headlock. Sunny threw 
a leg up in the air and was nearly blinded by the flashbulbs going off at ringside as she 
hooked her calf in front of Gayle's head and pulled her over backward. Sunny struggled to 
lock her ankles as she closed the head scissors and tried to trap Gayle between her sinewy 
legs. Gayle kicked and bucked her hips several times, pushing up with her hands. She 
finally managed to kick out and roll away as Sunny hopped to her feet smiling at her brief 
success.
Gayle slammed her fist on the mat angrily as she got to her feet and rushed Sunny, hoping 
to catch her off balance and unprepared. It almost worked. Sunny was bent over and 
managed to duck Gayle's clothesline, grab her arm and swing her around 270 degrees, 
sending her flying into the side ropes and rebounding back into the ring. Sunny stuck her 
foot up and Gayle ran right into it, the heel striking her squarely between the breasts. 
Gayle went down flat on her back and lay gasping as Sunny jumped into the air and 
dropped her leg across Gayle's throat. 
Gayle reacted by flopping around and holding her throat as Sunny quickly got to her feet 
and pulled Gayle to her feet using her arm. Sunny whipped Gayle into the turnbuckle, 
slamming her back hard against the lightly padding. Gayle slumped in the corner, her 
arms draped over the top ropes, her legs limp and parted. Sunny ran across the ring and 
leaped, knee first into Gayle's stomach. Just as Sunny left her feet, Gayle pulled herself out 
of the way and Sunny went sailing into the corner, her crotch hitting the turnbuckle of the 
middle rope as her legs passed on either side of the rope. She gave a strangled sob as her 
body slowly turned over and flopped to the mat with her legs over the bottom ropes. Gayle 
dropped herself across Sunny's legs before the referee could stop her, causing the blonde 
dancer-actress to scream in pain and sit up clutching her legs. 
Gayle grabbed a double handful of Sunny's hair and dragged the yelping young girl on her 
back out into the ring, rolled her onto the belly and then dropped her elbow across the 
back of Sunny's neck. 
She got up quickly, then repeated it, slamming her elbow down into Sunny's head and 
slamming her face into the mat. Gayle pulled Sunny up to her knees by the hair and stood 
in front of her, slowly and deliberately slapping her face back and forth to rouse her from 
her semi-comatose state. Sunny knelt with her arms dangling limp at her sides as her head 
snapped with each hard slap. 
Gayle kept slapping until Sunny finally tried to raise her hands, then she kicked her in the 
left breast with her big boot and Sunny went flying backward, both hands holding her 
bruised breast. She rolled over and crawled to the side ropes, threw herself under the ropes 
and rolled out onto the cement where she walked around massaging her breast as Ginny 
and Mitzi escorted her, giving her advice about regrouping and mounting a counter 
attack.
When the count was winding down, Sunny climbed back into the ring but just as she 
stepped through the ropes, Gayle dropkicked her, sending her backward through the 
ropes. She dangled half in and half out of the ring, upside down with one leg caught and 
the other sticking up in the air. As Sunny struggled to right herself, Gayle stepped in and 
kicked her in the stomach, twice. Each brought a grunt and kept Sunny from 
disentangling her legs. Finally, a third kick freed Sunny and dropped her on her back on 
the ring apron. Gayle tried to kick her off of the apron, but Sunny caught her foot and as 
she rolled off the apron, she yanked at Gayle's foot and dumped her on her ass, then as she 
rolled off the apron, pulled her out under the bottom ropes and onto the arena floor with 
her.
They got to their knees and traded punches, first one, then the other. Hard, brutal fists 
delivered to the opponents face, bust and stomach. Slowly, inexorably, Sunny's more 
powerful blows wore Gayle down until the cagey champion realized the mistake she'd 
made trying to match Sunny's brawling. 
Gayle rolled away, scrambled to her feet and turned tail, running around the ring and 
ducking behind Dangerous Paulette to foil Sunny's pursuit long enough to give her time to 
slide back into the ring. Sunny bumped into Paulette and hearing Mitzi's warning that the 
referee was counting her out, tried to climb back in the ring herself. She barely made it in 
time, barely avoiding Paulette's grab at her ankle trying to stop her. Sunny got to her feet, 
the effects of the beating showing in the beads of perspiration glistening on her heaving 
bosom and in the rivulets trickling down her bronzed abdomen to disappear in the 
trimmed gold thatch between her rock hard thighs.
Gayle looked at her lusty rival and the lesbian smiled confidently. 'Sunny will kneel and 
worship me,' Gayle thought as she moved in to finish her young opponent. Sunny stood 
with her feet apart, her hands at her sides, her breasts heaving. It was clear she was about 
done in. The battering at Gayle's hands had sapped her strength and she could barely 
stand, yet she was too proud to submit merely to save herself further pain, too proud to 
bend her knee to another. 
Gayle walked over and hugged Sunny, her breasts crushing Sunny's as she slid her thigh 
between Sunny's legs, grinding her muscles on Sunny's bare mound. Sunny's knees 
buckled as she rode Gayle's hard thigh, the rippling muscles beneath the skin like the 
fingers of a lover playing with her aroused sex. Sunny wrapped her arms around Gayle's 
waist and struggled to rise, her groin sliding up Gayle's moisture-slicked thigh. 
Up and down Sunny moved, her breath coming faster and faster as she would push herself 
up, only to have Gayle force her back down. At each up and down motion, Gayle would 
flex her leg muscles and hear Sunny gasp at the sensation in her loins. When Sunny 
stopped trying to rise and sat straddling Gayle's thigh, her head resting on Gayle's flat 
stomach, Gayle caressed her cheek and stroked her hair. 
"Good girl," the lesbian sighed as she felt Sunny's breasts heaving against her. "Give us a 
good rub, just like your Momma used to. Let go, come on, let go of your inhibitions and 
enjoy my body. Then we'll go back to my place and play. Vanessa has some things she 
wants to show you, then we'll have Ginny over and teach her some manners." 
Sunny pressed her face between Gayle's breasts, wrapped her arms around Gayle's waist 
and hugged her as she moaned, "Yesssssssssss!" 
Suddenly, Sunny lifted Gayle up off her feet, spun her around and slammed her to the mat 
on her back, dropping her full weight on Gayle as her body landed full length on top of 
her. The air whooshed out of Gayle's lungs and her face went white. Sunny sat up, reached 
back and grabbed Gayle's ankles, then pulled her feet up and bent her legs back until her 
feet were touching the mat above her shoulders. As Gayle gasped for air, Sunny leaned on 
the back of her legs, her hands pressing down on Gayle's shoulders, pinning them to the 
mat. Gayle struggled weakly, unable to breathe with her body doubled over and Sunny's 
weight on her.
The referee dropped to one knee and slapped the mat, "One, Two, Three!!!" 
It was over! Sunny McKay had pinned Gayle Ashton in a startling upset! Sunny would 
advance to the next round and Gayle would go home with Vanessa Chandler to fume and 
berate herself over myriad missed opportunities she'd failed to take advantage of in the 
match. 
Ginny and Mitzi rushed to the ring, hugging and kissing Sunny in her victory. After the 
hectic congratulations, Ginny slipped away and to Gayle's corner, took her in her arms 
and hugged her; then they kissed briefly, lips pressed together. 
"I'm sorry it had to be you," Ginny said. "But you aren't the only one who can use your 
body to distract and defeat someone. Blood will tell . . ." 
She touched Gayle's cheek gently, sighed, shrugged and turned around and walked back to 
rejoin Sunny, Mitzi and Sabrina Rage who were already celebrating Sunny's dramatic 
upset victory.