With the collapse of the corporation and Russo and Bischoff constantly feuding, Miss Hancock stepped in and took everything over to the delight of the fans that come to WCW events.  She was very successful in her management skills and she also had a way with every wrestler who came in contact with her.  The wrestlers melted at her feet whenever she flashed her beautiful blue eyes or she crossed her lovely long legs.  It did not take long before the entire board of directors of WCW were praising her and giving her the keys to the corporate office, and the first person who came along to show his appreciation was David Flair, the son of legendary pro wrestler Ric "The Nature Boy" Flair.
David came to Miss Hancock with a secret agenda, thinking that if he could get into the pants of this beautiful executive, he could win a place and get a shot at the heavyweight championship belt.  So he dropped Daffney like a hot potato and he climbed into bed with Miss Hancock sending her flowers and chocolate kisses.  It did not take long before he made his intentions known and he dumped Daffney publicly in the middle of the ring and walked away with Miss Hancock.  That is what lead to the opening conversation between the lovely leggy blonde Miss Hancock and the gothic Daffney, inside the corporate office 
"You want to put your days in WCW on the line against me?" Miss Hancock said.  "So be it!"  She reached into her desk and pulled out a contract for the next pay-per-view.  "Let's do it at Bash on the Beach.  A nightgown match.  The winner gets David Flair; the loser leaves WCW forever, never to return."  Miss Hancock pushed the contract to Daffney who signed her name to the contract.  Miss Hancock signed her name on the second line and wrote in the stipulations.  "Now, get out of my office." 
Daffney turned around and laughed, a loud laugh that would curl the hairs on your neckline.  "Say good-bye to your career, Hancock.  When David and I move into this office, maybe I will paint it black and then I will dump David like he dumped me."
Miss Hancock did not know that David was using her but she did want Daffney out of the WCW.  It was part of her agenda to clean up the events and bring in quality talent and Daffney just did not cut the mustard. 
Daffney was finally let lose from the ring posts and she screamed a loud scream as she saw her long black hair in the middle of the rings.  She looked around the ring looking for the person who did this to her.  "Where is that bitch?  I will kill her if I find her."  She slid out the ring and ran to the back of the arena.  She went from room to room banging on the doors.  "Hancock, come out and face me.  Don't let me find you, you f--------- bitch because if you do, I am going to take you down with me into hell."
Back in the corporate office, David Flair and Miss Hancock were celebrating her victory.  "You were so good in there," David said.  "You showed real style."
"Oh Davis, enough of the talk.  Come over here and kiss me," Miss Hancock said as she lowered her inhibitions and she spread herself out over the table.  David came over and planted a sweet and passionate kiss on her wet lips.  His hands worked their way up her thighs.  "Your legs are so beautiful and tanned," he said as he finally buried his face into her breasts. 
"Oh, David you make me feel like a woman," Miss Hancock said as she pulled David toward her.  "Kiss my breasts, David.  Make love to me," Miss Hancock said.  Just as David was ready to pull down his pants, there was a knock on the door.  Miss Hancock called out: "Who is it?"
"Security, Miss Hancock.  We are just checking to see that you are okay.  There is a mad woman running around the arena looking for you.  She wants blood."
"Find her and get her out of here.  She is finished in this establishment," Miss Hancock said.
After five minutes there was another knock on the door.  Miss Hancock pulled down her dress and told David to pull up his pants and get the door.  She fluffed up her hair and made herself pretty as she sat down behind the desk.  David was greeted at the door by a solid right fist to the chin that knocked him back as he fell to the floor.  Daffney stormed into the office.
"God, Daffney what happened to you?  You look positively revolting this evening," Miss Hancock said as she laughed at Daffney.
"You think this is funny, you bitch." Daffney said.  "I am going to show you what is funny."
"You have five seconds to get out of my office, Daffney before I call security." Miss Hancock said. 
Daffney held up a pair of wire cutters and a twenty-five foot length of phone wire.  "Go ahead, you blonde bimbo.  Call whomever you want.  Security are all knocked out.  Go and see for yourself."
Miss Hancock cowered behind her desk.  "What do you want Daffney?  Please let's be friends.  Here, I will re-instate you right now." Miss Hancock said as she started writing on a legal pad.  "Come on, Daffney, you know it is all entertainment.  It is what the fans want to see."
"The fans wanted to see you rob me of my hair and my dignity?  Is that what you are telling me, you bitch?"  David had finally gotten up off the floor and Miss Hancock pointed to Daffney and told David to get her out of her office but Daffney was too quick as David lunged forward.  She hit David with a low blow and as he lowered his head to catch his breath, she caught him with an uppercut that knocked him to the floor a second time.
Miss Hancock had moved to the corner by the door and she tried to sneak out of the corporate office but Daffney caught her by her long blonde hair and she dragged her over to the chair.  She threw Miss Hancock onto the chair and she tied her to the chair with the phone wire she had stripped off the wall outside the office.  She walked over to Miss Hancock and lifted her chin up with her hand.  She lowered her face to Miss Hancock's face and planted a passionate kiss on Miss Hancock's lip, just as had happened in the ring.  Daffney stood up and wiped her lips clean.  "Ah, yes so nice and sweet.  You do taste so good, Hancock.  And you do smell good too, like a pig in the barn.  Why don't you squeal for my just like a pig?  Squeal bitch!" Daffney said as she raised her hand and motioned that she was going to slap Miss Hancock across the face. 
Miss Hancock started squealing just like a pig.  Daffney sat at the edge of the corporate table as she laughed at Miss Hancock.  "Do you know what?  You are nothing but a stool pigeon.  They are using you for your good looks.  You don't mean anything to them, just like you don't mean anything to me."  Daffney moved around to the chair and she stared Miss Hancock in the eyes.  Miss Hancock started to cry.  "Don't hurt me, please.  I am sorry.  I just did what I was told to."
"You were told to make love to me in the ring and then strip me of my hair?" Daffney said.  "Who are you trying to kid here?  I am not stupid.  I was not born yesterday."
Miss Hancock tried to wiggle her arms out of the wire that was holding her arms together.  "You have to believe me, Daffney.  This is bigger then both of us."
David was nursing his chin as he came to.  He tried to stand up but Daffney caught him out of the corner of her eye.  She turned around and hissed at him: "If you don't want another one of those, you will stay right where you are, you two-timing prick.  I loved you.  I could have taken you places.  We would have made a great team but you stabbed he in the back.  You dumped me, David.  You dumped me after you publicly proposed to me on national television."  Daffney slumped back on to the floor and she started to cry. 
Miss Hancock tried to speak but she could not.  David just sat on the floor.  Daffney finally got up and looked around the office.  In the corner she saw what she was looking for and she walked toward it.  She placed it on the edge of the table.  It was nice and shiny, a nice new paper cutter. 
Miss Hancock looked at Daffney.  "What are you going to do with that?" she asked. 
Daffney untied Miss Hancock from the chair.  "Get on your knees, you bitch and put your head down on the edge of the table.  And you, if you move, I will hurt her really bad," she said as she looked at David.  "On your knees, Hancock."
Miss Hancock tried to run for the door but Daffney grabbed her and pushed her to the floor.  She pushed Miss Hancock's head down as she pulled her long blonde hair and placed it between the blade and the cutting board.  With one long drawn out swipe, Daffney slowly severed Miss Hancock's long blonde hair.  As the hair separated behind the blade, she gathered the ponytail into a tight fist. 
Miss Hancock screamed and screamed hoping that someone would hear her but no one came to her rescue.  Daffney struck the last cut.  She then reached behind her back and pulled out of her back pocket a pair of clippers.  She grabbed Miss Hancock's now short hair and pulled her head up so that Miss Hancock was looking directly into Daffney's eyes and into the teeth of the clippers.  Daffney hit the switch on the clippers and she plunged them into Miss Hancock's bangs.  Daffney pulled the clippers right back down the crown as blonde hair fell to the floor.  Daffney made five quick passes down the crown and five passes up the sides and five more up the nape to the back of the crown. 
Finally David rushed forward and he pulled Daffney away from Miss Hancock.  "What are you doing?  You stupid fool!  Don't you see I was doing this for us?  Get in her pants and get a shot at the big prize.  She would have done anything for me.  She is the big kahuna now.  If you would have played along, we would have had a shot at the World Championship Wrestling belt.  Now you blew it.  We are finished." 
Daffney held the long blonde ponytail in her hand as she walked to the door.  Miss Hancock was sitting on the floor crying but finally she stood up and she ran to the door into the hands of a security guard.  "Get me out of here," she yelled "and get them out of my office!"  Miss Hancock ran to the ring and she grabbed a towel from a desk as she ran by,  Quickly she wrapped the towel around her head.  She hit the ram and fell to the ground, all worked up.  She got to her feet and she staggered to the ring.  She got in the ring.  She pulled the towel of her head and in front of the entire audience, she berated the entire security team, firing every one of the guards who had been assigned by the head office to guard her at all costs.  Then in an unprecedented move, she put a $100,000 bounty on the head of Daffney and a quarter of a million dollar bounty on the head of David Flair.
She then looked into the audience and spoke 7 words: "Is there a barber in the audience?"  Right in the front row a hand went up and Miss Hancock got out of the ring and walked over to him.  She looked at him.  "You are a barber, a qualified barber?  Not a freak who thinks this is funny?"
"No, Miss.  I am a barber. I have a shop about fifteen minutes drive from here.  This is the worse butcher job I have ever seen." the gentleman said.
"Can you do something for me?" Miss Hancock said.
"All I can do is shave it off," he said.  "There is nothing that can help you.  Whoever did this to you did the worst thing possible."
Miss Hancock started to cry as the barber took her in his arms.  She wiped the tears from her eyes and took the barber by the hand and she walked up the ramp.  When she got back to her office, on the table beside the paper cutter was her long blonde ponytail and on the floor was the blonde hair, which Daffney had clippered from her head.  On the edge of the table was the paper cutter and the electric clippers that Daffney had in her pocket.  Miss Hancock sat on the edge of the desk and she crossed her legs.  She looked at the wall and she told the barber to finish the job.  "If I have to be bald, I am still going to be the sexiest bald goddess in this entire corporation."  The barber placed his hand on her shoulder and he pushed her head down as he placed the clippers on her neckline and he pushed the clippers up her neck, cleaning up the butchered cut. 
Miss Hancock also knew that when it came to getting in the ring and actually fighting, she did not stand a chance against Daffney. So unless she could devise some plan before the scheduled pay-per-view, which was due in five days, then she, the lovely Miss Hancock was going to find herself out of a job.   Five days of training in the ring did not help a lot and before long, it was time to meet face-to-face. There were many good matches' scheduled. For example, Miss Elisabeth to meet the tough Aysia in a no hold's barred match. then another match, which pitted the return of Missy Hyatt against the seductive Madusa but all the cheers, went up when the leggy Miss Hancock walked to the ring wearing a sheer white nightie, a pair of black panties and a black lacy bra and white stockings.
 Daffney showed up wearing a plaid shirt and track pants. miss Hancock grabbed the microphone. "Look at you! You look disgusting. This is supposed to be a nightgown match. i am not going to wrestle you.
 Why don't you go back to the barn where you belong?" miss Hancock turned her back and walked toward the ropes. But Daffney was enraged at the idea of being called a slob so she rushed at Miss Hancock but she stepped out of the way as Daffney crashed into the ring post and fell to the mat. Miss Hancock turned around   and in an unprecedented move, she walked over and pulled Daffney up. She then took Daffney and hugged her as she planted a wet kiss on Daffney's lips. Daffney responded by placing her hands around miss Hancock's round ass. Daffney pulled Miss Hancock toward her  and as she did so, Miss Hancock raised her knee and planted it hard into Daffney's lower chest.   It knocked Daffney cold as she fell to the floor of the ring. Miss Hancock got down on her knees and covered Daffney for the three count.  But as the referee raised his hand to hit the mat for the three, Miss Hancock raised Daffney up and then planted her boot to Daffney's stomach.   That was enough to knock the wind out of Daffney and Miss Hancock then dragged her to the corner. Miss Hancock grabbed the microphone and she looked out into the audience. "I think we should give Daffney a make over to help her find a new job. What do you think ? " She said as she reached over to grab something from the timekeeper's table.  Miss Hancock walked over and stood behind Daffney as she pulled her long black hair by the roots. In Miss Hancock's hand was a pair of electric clippers. She pulled the hair tight and with a quick flick of her finger, the clippers sprang to life  as Miss Hancock placed the teeth of the clippers at Daffney's hairline. She pushed the clippers all the way back as piles of hair fell over Daffney's shoulder to the mat. Miss Hancock pushed the clippers right down to the nape as thick black greasy hair fell to the floor.  Daffney was not responding as Miss Hancock had her head in a vice like grip. The clippers hummed in her hand as she raced the clippers down for a second and third pass across the crown. Now she attacked the sides and she ran the clippers down from the crown to the ears and around the back. In five minutes Daffney was sheared. Nothing left but a five o'clock shadow. Miss Hancock now raised Daffney up from the mat. She threw her into the ropes and caught her in a sleeper hold applied tightly to the forehead and neck..     Daffney was out cold in thirty seconds. Miss Hancock got the three count and she dragged Daffney to the ring ropes and she cuffed Daffney to the rope. The referee demanded that Miss Hancock revive Daffney. Miss Hancock walked over and lowered her head  and then delivered a sharp chop to the back of the neck.  As Daffney came to, Miss Hancock bend down and planted a seductive kiss on her lips as she pulled open her plaid shirt and pulled it off for everyone to see. The referee raised Miss Hancock's arm in victory as Daffney screamed.   Miss Hancock turned around and holding a microphone in her hand, she looked at Daffney.
 " I knew you would not fight clean, so I did not fight clean either. You have exactly twenty minutes to clean out your locker and then get out of here. You are fired. Your services are not required." She said as she ripped Daffney's contract up and threw it in her face. Miss Hancock walked out of the ring and up to the ramp to the cheers of the audience. She stood at the top of the ring and she wiggled her ass for all the crowd to see and just to give the men what they wanted she flashed her nice round tits for the crowd. In the ring Daffney was screaming for someone to get her out of the handcuffs and finally the referee send for a pair of chain cutter to remove the cuffs from Daffney's wrists. It took security five minutes before someone came with the keys to unlock the handcuffs. And as Daffney got up from the mat, she looked down in front of her. Dahad. Million dollar minute's