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The Glimmer Sisters vs. The Shinigami Foundation - Konrad Raab - 09-15-2025
SCW World Tag Team Championship
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RE: The Glimmer Sisters vs. The Shinigami Foundation - Glimmer - 09-19-2025
Most people in the world would take one look at Gia & Gina Glimmer and assume they were the kind of women who never worked hard for anything in their lives.
Those were also the same kind of people who really needed to get acquainted with the phrase “don't judge a book by its cover.”
It's easy to see why many would get that perception though. Gia & Gina were not only sexy as sin, but they knew it and openly flaunted it every chance they got. They thrived on having all eyes on them, reveled in people throwing themselves at their feet hoping for a touch, a taste, of what the Glimmers had to offer. They had no shame about using their sex appeal to make the road they traveled in life just that little bit easier.
And yet, at the end of the day, they still had to earn everything they had to their names, and that fact constantly flew under the radar.
Yes, they flaunted their tits and asses shamelessly for Cirque du Sins, but the stunts and acrobatics they did while flaunting their curves still required hours upon hours, days upon days of intense training to seamlessly blend the two so that when they performed under the big top, they didn't end up seriously hurting themselves. A lot of their routines were often called 'death-defying stunts' for a reason, even with all the precautions any circus would rightfully take in case of accidents. Add in that little extra booty shake or contortion of the body to stick their breasts out just that little bit farther, and suddenly there's a whole new degree of difficulty in trying to make sure they don't fall several feet and break their necks or compact their spines.
Wrestling was no different. Sure, jumping into the sport was an impulsive suggestion from their ringmaster desperately trying to kill every vulture circling around his head with one stone, but the twins still spent hours upon hours and days upon days training to actually be able to not only handle what the sport would throw at them, but also be able to flip that switch between circus acrobatics and wrestling acrobatics because there was enough of a difference that risks were present if they weren't focused.
As Gia & Gina talked with some of the riggers to make sure everyone was on the same page about tonight's planned routine, their minds couldn't help but wander to SCW. It was another spur of the moment decision from Lucian to try and bolster their, and by extension his, finances, and it truly had been a big step up in competition for the twins to deal with. They knew everyone around them, especially the likes of the Shinigami Foundation, firmly believed that they were only one win away from becoming tag team champions just because of their looks and their antics, and if they wanted to undervalue the work the Glimmers had done to get to this point?
Fine with them.
Contrary to popular belief, they did train hard, they do study their opponents, and they do still have to actually earn that three count whenever they step into the ring. Believe them to be devious schemers who could never actually outwrestle anybody if you wish, because it still takes hours of plotting to come up with every single gameplan they bring to the table to outsmart their opponents, and they have to work that in between making sure they're still on their A-game for every night of sinful circus fun. If their latest win over Hollywood should have proved anything, it's that Gia & Gina are very much aware rematching teams will mean the same tricks won't always work, and they adapted perfectly to take the Hollywood boys down once again, just as they would do the same in their second dance with the Shinigami Foundation.
They were 5-0 so far in SCW, they'd beaten these clowns once before. No matter how you try to argue against it, the Glimmer Sisters had absolutely earned this opportunity.
Lucian: I can't believe I'm being fucked out of a bloody good opportunity here!
The twins had just finished their meeting with the riggers and had started adjusting their attire for tonight before their ringmaster came storming up to them like an angry tub of pudding, though his fury didn't seem to be directed at them this time. Still, Gia & Gina tried to ignore him as they tugged on their thigh-high stockings, letting Lucian just vent until he needed to catch his breath.
Lucian: SCW's got that pay-per-view show coming up, yeah? And you two cunts could be waltzing those perky asses of yours right back here with championship gold. I'm seeing so many dollar signs I think my world's turning one color!
Gina: Pretty sure that's called going colorblind, Lucian.
Lucian just grunted and ignored Gina's sass.
Lucian: Tell me you bitches don't see the green that could go with that gold you'll soon be holding. You can't! We should have the perfect opportunity to make a bloody mint with our next few shows after tonight... but SCW has to go and hold the goddamned show up in Canada!
Gia: And that's our problem because...?
Lucian: It's A problem period! As much as I would love to flaunt my menagerie of sex fiends to all the freaks of the Great White North, all my bloody licenses only allow me to legally operate in the United States!
Gina: Which begs the question... why did you leave Australia behind to run this show here in America again? Not that we're complaining...
Lucian: Have you cunts even seen how sanitized people are trying to make Straya these days? Fucking hell, you even have that one Oz group trying to bully the rest of the bloody world into doing the same because “feminism” or some shit, the ones trying to make video games illegal because of sex and violence.
Lucian growls, pausing to march his pudgy self over to the nearby snack table and scarf down a few brownies to calm himself down while Gia & Gina just gagged at the sight. He just assumed they were gagging at what he's said and continues on once his mouth's empty.
Lucian: Plus... the only reason I'm even in business right now is because of Antonio getting everything set up for me. Even assuming I finally get my ass out of debt to him, how the bloody fucking hell would I even be able to talk to Canada or Mexico or any other country we could somehow reach to convince them to let me operate within their borders?
The twins raised an eyebrow at that.
Gia: He doesn't have any foreign connections?
Lucian: He probably does, I wouldn't be that surprised at this point mates, but I think we can all at least agree that I don't need to be digging us an even deeper hole here, yeah?
Gia & Gina exchanged looks, truly not wanting to argue that. Their adult circus was only in business at all because of a very dangerous individual who could easily just snap his fingers and seize control if he really wanted to, but Antonio relished the fact that Lucian somehow managed to pay him every month and they were pretty sure he got some sort of sick pleasure out of living rent free in people's heads. Lucian was a pig and a creep, yes, but Antonio was a monster in every sense of the word even based on how little they've actually interacted with him, and they knew which one they considered the lesser of two evils there.
Gina: Look Lucian, I know you're probably expecting us to say that we don't need you and the circus following us around everywhere and we can handle ourselves, which is totally true by the way.
Gia: But we get the frustration. As true as that statement is, we can't deny the extra revenue that's come from Cirque du Sins holding shows in the same places SCW does, and we sure as hell can't argue with SCW fans wanting to see us in ALL our true glory.
Gina: If you can't legally operate in Canada, though, then don't be an idiot and take the risk just because of us.
Gia: The last thing this circus needs right now is any more trouble.
Lucian: That's rich coming from you two cunts.
Gia: Hey, our trouble is our own to make and we own it.
Gina: And that trouble's got nothing to do with this place.
Lucian: Heh, fair enough, mates. Now get those attractive asses of yours in position because we've got a bloody show to put on!
Lucian goes to spank Gia's butt as an exclamation point on the statement, but she bats his hand away and rolls her eyes before she and Gina go to start heading up for their tightrope act tonight, though they do let themselves loosen up with some fun conversation on the way.
Gina: Speaking of attractive asses, did you see what those Luz and Amelia chicks were packing?
Gia: How could I not? And you just know they had to be checking us out in return.
Gina: Think if they both leave Apocalypse draped in gold we could talk them into a night of fun?
Gia: Four big sexy asses wrapped in gold? Are we sure those two aren't so nice or monogamous they'd be too afraid?
Gina: We're already usurping their whole iconic tag team thing. Maybe they should be afraid we'd shift our focus to taking their singles belts as well and making people forget about them completely.
That's about as much of that conversation as Lucian amuses himself in overhearing before the Glimmer Sisters are too high up to catch any more, especially as he moves to the trap door he's going to bounce up through, taking deep breaths and pumping himself up.
Lucian: Alright mate. It's fucking showtime!
???: And what a show it should be, huh chico?
All the adrenaline that started pumping through Lucian's veins suddenly froze the moment he heard that familiar Spanish accent. He slowly turned his head, letting out an audible gulp as he locked eyes with someone he hadn't expected to see right now.
Lucian: Antonio, hey! What, um... what can I do for ya, mate?
Antonio: Oh, I just figured I'd come up here to check out tonight's show, especially since I believe your sexy pequeñas estrellas are going to be leaving the country for the weekend, no? That actually leads me to a little... proposition I'd like to discuss with you quick.
No one else had any idea that this was going on, and that seemed to lead to a bit of confusion when tonight's festivities didn't start on time. Performers hidden in their places were confused, and from their perch in the shadows up above the center ring, Gia & Gina were baffled as they saw several in the crowd start to get a little rowdy, demands for titties and/or refunds starting to grow into full-blown chants.
Gia: Where the fuck is Lucian?
Gina: Seriously. That tub of lard may be many things, but he's always a punctual showman.
The twins actually started to look concerned as the agitation among the crowd began to grow, the chants getting louder as some people stood up to begin leaving.
Lucian: I can hear you loud and clear, you sick fucks! Christ, you mates must be the horniest bunch of freaks I've ever heard in my life!
That comment echoed throughout the big top and was punctuated by an explosion of smoke in the center ring before Lucian suddenly bounced out, grinning like the cheshire cat and very quickly regaining control of the situation by acting like keeping the crowd waiting was all part of his plan. It worked, though, because the people immediately sat back down and cheered their lungs out.
Gia & Gina, however, weren't so convinced.
Gia: For as much of a disgusting pig as he is, Lucian's good at getting a crowd eating out of the palm of his hand.
Gina: Yeah, but you know as well as I do sis that he's never late on getting a show started. I don't know what happened, but I've got a bad feeling about it.
Gia: Well, let's get to the bottom of it after our act's done. Last thing we want is to lose focus up all the way up here.
Gina sighed but nodded, knowing her twin was right. Gia smacking her ass for extra motivation probably wasn't necessary, but it did get Gina grinning as they shelved that bad feeling to address later. They were the second act to go on tonight as a 'gift' from Lucian to let them perform and have their Lust Ticket time with some lucky rando before getting ready for their trip across the border tomorrow for SCW matters, and they made the most of it. Being on the tightrope was one of their favorite acts because of the extra freedom they felt getting to not only flaunt their bodies and their flexibility, but also their insane balance all while still making audiences gasp and cheer at the crazy acrobatic stunts they still performed, all with that sexy twist that was uniquely them. Even if you stripped away the more adult elements to it, it was still a show you literally wouldn't see performed by anyone else, but the Glimmers knew they were skilled enough to confidently pull it off despite the risks.
Still, Gina's bad feeling lingered in the back of their minds, and upon finishing their act, it came back full force.
Lucian: Give it up for the glittering gems of Cirque du Sins, the ultimate twin temptations, the Glimmer Sisters!
The crowd lost their shit as Gia & Gina proudly balanced on the tightrope one last time, blowing kisses and taking a bow with some included tit-shaking to further ruin some people's pants in the audience before they slowly strutted their way across to start heading back down.
Lucian: Now, I'm afraid I have some bad news, mates. Normally, this is the intermission period where I'd tell all you perverted Lust Ticket buyers to bust those bad boys out so we can shine the spotlight on a lucky winner. Unfortunately, I'm afraid the twins aren't on the menu tonight.
That immediately got the audience booing, and Gia & Gina flat out stopped before they could begin their descent to look down at the scene unfolding.
Gia: What the fuck!?
Gina: What is he up to?
Lucian: I know, I know, it sucks mates, but my hands are bloody tied here. You all know those sexy sinful sluts have a big weekend ahead of them. After all, our next show could see the two of them wearing nothing but fucking championship belts as bras! And we want our girls to be at their best to kick some nobodies' asses and make that a reality, don't we!?
Whatever Lucian was pulling seemed to work as the crowd's anger over potentially being ripped off turned into understandable support, a chant of “GLIMMER SISTERS!” even starting up that had Lucian audibly laughing.
Still, though, the sisters in question weren't buying the change of plans, not when it was way too out of character for their greedy pig of a boss.
They decided the best thing they could probably do right now was take advantage of Lucian's claims to the audience and retreat back to their trailer as quickly as possible to start packing. They didn't know why he had decided to cancel their Lust Ticket session tonight, but if Gina was getting bad vibes from it, that was more than enough reason to get their shapely behinds out of dodge before they got whatever answer they knew they wouldn't like.
Lucian: Hold on! Where do you bitches think you're going?
Unfortunately, needing to make sure they didn't completely rush their descent from the rafters and risk an unnecessary injury that could screw over everything they were hoping to get out of SCW this weekend had held them up long enough for Lucian to introduce the next act and catch them before they got too far. Even worse, Lucian knew full well that this was an instance where he could literally throw his weight around and make himself into a human wall, as the pathway through this part of the tent's backstage area was so narrow that there was no way they could slip past him... not without risking some sort of incident that could ruin the rest of the show, anyway.
Gia: Uh... back to our trailer?
Gina: We heard you tell the crowd you canceled our Lust Ticket session tonight so we could pack and get ready to head to Toronto tomorrow.
Lucian: About that... yeah, I canceled it, but not to give you whores any more of a head start on getting your shit packed than I was giving ya originally.
That bad feeling Gina got before their act was now burning like acid in the back of her throat, and Gia was absolutely right there with her now as she literally looked to be weighing the pros and cons of knocking out one of the tent's supports and bringing the whole thing down just to get past Lucian at this point.
Gina: What are you talking about?
To the twins' surprise, Lucian actually looked remorseful for a moment. It was a look they had only ever seen from him once before: the moment where he'd come clean to them about his debt to Antonio to explain why he constantly skimmed everyone's paychecks.
Lucian: You've got someone waiting in your Lust Chamber. Call it a “private favor” I guess, yeah?
Gia: And why should we even bother? We heard you basically give us a pass to saunter our hot asses out of here earlier than planned, and if this loser already paid you to screw your own rules and gimmicks, then surely you can just laugh in their face and deny a refund, right?
Lucian: Not to Antonio, no.
Those four words were enough to completely suck all the air out of the twins' lungs, and the fact that Lucian's usual condescending, larger-than-life tone had been absent for most of this little chat added even more weight to the situation that had Gia & Gina's skin crawling, and not in the way it usually did when they put up with their boss.
Gia: A... I'm sorry, did you say Antonio!?
Gina: He's here!? Now!?
Lucian: Right you are, mates. He's what held me up from our planned start time. Cornered me right before I made my big entrance leap and basically told me he wanted a private meeting with the two of you before you got too far tonight. I tried my bloody best to delay it, convince him that you ladies really needed to get your asses packed tonight and out of here at a bloody decent time tomorrow, yeah?
Gia: And what do you get out of this proposition, huh?
Lucian: I get to live to see tomorrow, and he made that pretty fucking clear to me, mates.
It was at this point that Lucian finally turned and walked away, and the twins could hear him trying to pump himself back up so he could sell the audience on rizz he truly did not have. They, however, felt like their shoes were now made of cement as they stayed rooted in place for a moment, the weight of the situation starting to crush them.
Antonio wanted to meet with them, and had basically threatened Lucian's life to get his way.
If Lucian died, especially if the twins tried to skirt this meeting, then Antonio would probably take over the circus and that was a horror show they really didn't want to be a part of.
Plus, who was to say Antonio wouldn't hunt them down regardless?
As much as they hated it, they knew that, unlike when they got in the ring come Apocalypse, there was only one course of action they could take in this particular moment, and that was what finally managed to drag their feet to the door in the Lust Chamber area marked with their names.
Gina: You ready?
Gia: Hell no, but do we have a choice?
The Glimmer Sisters took deep breaths in unison and steeled themselves as Gina opened the door and they carefully stepped inside.
Unfortunately, any vague hope that their boss had been screwing with them died almost immediately.
There, sitting on the loveseat like he owned it, legs crossed and an obnoxious red and white fur coat draped over his tall, broad frame, smoking from a cigarette holder and grinning like a predator who'd caught his prey, sat Antonio.
RE: The Glimmer Sisters vs. The Shinigami Foundation - Thunderhorse - 09-20-2025
(The Foundation) "Glass Shatters"
RE: The Glimmer Sisters vs. The Shinigami Foundation - Glimmer - 09-20-2025
Gia & Gina Glimmer prided themselves on always having a plan for any situation, even ones they hadn't expected. Staying one step ahead of everyone else and taking advantage of whatever they had to was how they knew they would survive in this world.
Unfortunately, no amount of planning could've possibly prepared them for this moment.
Antonio sat there, lounging on the loveseat of their Lust Chamber, grinning at the twins like they were the ultimate prize and he'd already won. Every drag he took from his cigarette holder made him look more like an entitled asshole, but it caused Gia & Gina's skin to crawl in a way that triggered their fight or flight reflexes... both bad options in this scenario.
Antonio: Chicas.
Antonio spread his arms as if he was expecting a hug. As he did, his red and white fur coat opened up, revealing that all he had on underneath was probably the tightest pair of black briefs they had ever seen on a man. Everything about him, from his muscles to the painfully obvious bulge, just looked massive, and the twins couldn't tell if he was expecting them to be intimidated or turned on by the sight.
Probably both, if they had to guess.
Gina: To what do we owe the pleasure of a private meeting with you, Antonio?
Antonio: Please, come sit with me and I can tell you all about it.
Gia: We're, uh, fine right here. You know, so we can get going to start packing for tomorrow once we're all done here.
Gina: It'll be a long road trip up to Toronto and a few days stuck there.
Antonio: Which is exactly why I wanted to talk before you left. I know Lucian can't bring his circus up there... well, he could, but he doesn't seem to want to pay for the permits to do so. Any idea why?
The twins both shrugged. Unfortunately, Antonio didn't buy it for a second, but he responded by taking a long drag and then chuckling as smoke trailed from his lips like he was some sort of demon straight from the depths of hell.
Antonio: No importa. I just want you both to know that I'm concerned for your safety is all. Being in an entirely different country, surrounded by people you don't know who'd be looking to take advantage of you the first chance they get. Not to mention those Shinigami Foundation people who think they're going to main those pretty little bodies of yours.
Gia: What are you getting at?
Gina bit her bottom lip as Gia let some of her mounting frustration slip, but Antonio just grinned even wider, almost pleased with finally cutting through some of the caution tape the twins clearly put up in his presence.
Antonio: I was willing to offer you both some... protection, shall we say. I'm not so blind that I can't see what the crown jewel of Lucian's little circus truly is. You two are the showstoppers, the sexy little sluts who enslave all who gaze upon you with your beauty. It would be a real shame if something were to happen to you... Lucian might even find his profits dwindling down to a point where he might not be able to pay me, and what a shame that would be, hm?
Gina: And... you think you can help?
Antonio: An investment as valuable as the two of you surely needs to be protected at all costs, no? Some of my men will accompany you, make sure no one gets any funny ideas... maybe there might even be a little “accident” that befalls that Foundation before show time? I mean, if you're going to pretend to be some big threatening organization, then you're practically inviting disaster to your doorstep if you say or do the wrong thing, and SCW would be left with no choice but to lay those titles at your feet because of circumstances beyond their control.
Gia & Gina exchanged looks, unnerved and stunned by the brazen offer Antonio had just laid on the table. And yet, they knew his wording was deliberate: he wasn't hiding the fact that he thought they couldn't win this match, much less defend themselves if necessary beyond the ring, and was offering to 'solve' both problems without them needing to do anything. At the same time, he was also making it explicitly clear without outright saying it that they had no say in this matter, not if they wanted to be able to make it to the match themselves.
Maybe it was stupid, but beneath the fear, they felt the anger burning in their blood, the disgust over being looked down on and treated like they were useless without someone else holding their hand and making decisions for them. Those were the kinds of things that had driven them both to start new lives and rebuild themselves into the Glimmer Sisters, and no matter how legitimately powerful or terrifying Antonio was, nobody stripped Gia & Gina of their hard-earned freedom to make their own decisions and dictate their own lives.
Antonio: Of course, these services wouldn't come for free. I'm a businessman, after all. But I know how much you chicas value your money, and protection like this would normally be... a little outside your price range. But! I'm willing to be nice and let you have it anyway, and all I ask in return is one night to really get to know you both, inside and out-
Gia: Pass.
Antonio nearly dropped his cigarette holder, clearly not having expected that response. He chuckled awkwardly as she slowly stood up to his full imposing height, towering over both women.
Antonio: Lo siento, I believe I must have misheard just now. Perhaps the crowd Lucian is still entertaining was a little too loud for a moment, because it sounded to me like you were passing on my offer.
Gina: We are.
That earned an eye twitch from Antonio as he gripped his cigarette holder so tight he actually snapped the metal rod in half. The cigarette hit the floor, but before it could ignite anything, Antonio slammed his foot down onto it in a threatening stomp forward.
Antonio: Alright, alright... I get it. Maybe Lucian's told you some stories about me and you aren't quite believing them. You're both still a little naive about the world-
Gia: It's got nothing to do with being naive, asshole.
Gina: We know we're probably making a huge mistake here. We've heard all about the kind of man you are, and we'd believe you could kill us right here and now if you really wanted to.
Gia: But we're not going to stand here and be accused of not being able to handle ourselves for whatever bullshit reason you want to spew. We've been outsmarting some of SCW's “best” since day one.
Gina: Not to mention kicking the asses of anyone who thinks they can just tell us what to do, like we didn't bust our perky asses to get to where we are now just for some shady motherfucker to try and force us back into shackles we don't want to be in.
Antonio took a deep breath, exhaling through his nostrils with such force that you'd almost swear he was a bull in a china shop. But even as he closed the distance and leaned down right in the twins' faces, Gia & Gina held their ground. They knew he could probably see the slight trembling, the nerves from defying him, but they didn't care anymore.
Antonio: Do you two perras know what kind of grave you're digging for yourselves right now?
Gina: We do, and we don't care.
Gia: If you really want to end us and cost Lucian his crown jewel of this circus, then we're going down on our terms.
Gina: Not yours, asshole.
Antonio bared his teeth, looking mere seconds away from absolutely losing it and following through on his threat. He even raised his hand, prepared to backhand one of the twins like a pimp would to any bitch who dared to defy him. But Gia & Gina did not belong to him, and despite the fact that he knew they were still trembling before him, they didn't flinch in the face of the impending strike.
The next thing the Glimmers knew, Antonio was lowering his hand and laughing like he'd just heard the funniest joke to ever be told. It was positively deranged how unhinged he looked and sounded, but they kept their guard up all the same.
Antonio: You know...I've been trying to look into the two of you for some time now. Call it professional curiosity. I was quite intrigued when all there was to Gia & Gina Glimmer hit a dead end just a few years ago, as if you both suddenly popped into existence out of nowhere. But I'm starting to see why Lucian values you too so much now, and it's not just because of those dynamite bodies of yours.
With that, Antonio started to walk forward again, Gia & Gina stepping aside to let him pass as they continued to stare at him in a mix of defiance and disbelief. He opened the door, but paused to grin back at them... but the visible twitch in his eye made it painfully clear he wasn't entirely happy with this turn of events.
Antonio: I'll leave you both be for now... part of me really wants to see more of you, understand you better. But I would advise not declining an offer from me again... next time, chicas, I might not be so nice.
With that, Antonio slipped out of the room, taking a moment to make sure his fur coat completely covered him before he walked off. Gia & Gina just watched him leave before they both slumped to the floor, gasping and sitting in silent shock that they'd survived this encounter with Antonio despite openly defying his plans. Perhaps they had impressed him with their stubborn desire to be the only ones in control of their lives from now on, but they knew they had put themselves on a shit list they probably didn't want to be on.
If there was any solace they took away from tonight, it was the belief that if they could turn down a deal with one of the most dangerous men walking the earth today and still be alive and breathing, then walking out of Apocalypse as tag team champions would surely be a walk in the park by comparison.
*~*~*~*
The very first thing we see is the Canadian flag. It's pretty hard to miss, considering it takes up the entire screen. As every Canadian watching starts to feel a sense of pride and maybe a desire to stand up and sing their national anthem, we start panning back from the glorious white and red. Despite doing so, all we can really make out is that we're outside somewhere on a bright, warm, sunny day, but now that we're not really close in on the maple leaf, the sunlight does reveal to us a silhouette behind the flag, the feminine grunts indicative that there's some sort of issue going on. At least one of the Glimmer Sisters is standing nearby, reading from yet another oddly specific book titled “Overcompensation 101,” but the title is pretty easy to miss. After all, your eyes are probably drawn to the fact that whichever twin this is happens to be stuffed into a Canadian flag bikini so skimpy that it is literally a miracle the censors haven't already sprung into action. The glittering red thong decorated with a little maple leaf right above where the garment becomes swallowed up by her cheeks somehow plays second fiddle to the white and red bra that looks one deep breath away from a wardrobe malfunction, but whichever Glimmer this is, she doesn't seem to be bothered by it. She does, however, roll her eyes in response to another groan from the silhouette.
Gina: What's the problem, Gia?
We hear a frustrated growl from the silhouette before Gia steps out from behind the flag, wearing the exact same tight, skimpy maple lead bikini as Gina. Now that we know which is which for today, hopefully you don't forget it upon the sight of Gia groping her boobs like she's got a bone to pick with them.
Gia: I think my boobs got bigger.
Gina raises an eyebrow at that, closing her book and tossing it aside to look down at her twin's chest, assessing how small, tight and painful the bikini top looks to be. It's only then that she starts tugging at her own bikini top, which barely gives no matter how much she tugs on the straps.
Gina: Now that you mention it, I've noticed that mine seem about ready to shred this top too.
Gia: It can't be because of any enhancements. We're confirmed all natural from top to bottom and anyone who thinks otherwise clearly hasn't seen a real woman before in their life.
Gina: How crazy would it be to believe that maybe our boobs could get bigger with each win we rack up?
The twins just laugh to themselves at the absurd thought. It's probably obvious by now that they've intentionally put on bikini tops that were way too small for them on purpose, but they can't help but run with this bit all the way to the finish line.
Gia: Well if that's true, then I think we're going to need something a little bigger to hold our growing girls.
Gina: Something sturdy, worthy of covering our chests.
Gia: Maybe something made of gold and leather?
Gina: Then I guess we won't need these poor things anymore.
With stereo deep breaths and intentional flexing, Gia & Gina proceed to literally burst right out of their bikini tops, the broken garment falling to the floor. If you were quick enough or are very good at pausing at just the right time, maybe there's a slim chance you could catch that fabled nip slip, but SCW's censors are clearly on the ball as the twins' now bare chests are immediately covered in pixellation. They can't resist draping their arms over each other's shoulders as they give “innocent” grins to the camera.
Gia: What do you guys think? Would championship belts make for the perfect bras to cover these bad girls up?
Gina: Even if you say no, it doesn't matter, because that's exactly what we're going to do once we walk out of Apocalypse as your new tag team champions.
Gia: Of course, the big bad Shinigami Foundation have a problem with that.
Gina: Seems to us like they've got a real problem with us not being “real wrestlers” and making a “mockery” out of a sport they say they care so much for. Never mind the hypocrisy of playing gatekeeper and sucking up to another duo they've admitted is the only team better than them.
Gia: You mean despite us beating them once before? Or every single loss they've racked up to other supposed lesser teams like Hollywood or... didn't they get embarrassed by a bunch of supposed magical girls at one point too?
Gina: Seems like you boys are overcompensating for quite a lot these days, aren't you? Granted, if I thought I was god's gift to wrestling and I lost to someone I was so convinced was beneath me... well, I'd feel pretty embarrassed too. But this time is going to be different! After all, you two are so offended by our presence in SCW that you're up in arms about this match even being for those precious titles you've barely had for a few weeks now. You've got such a problem with how we beat you, how we carry ourselves, that the mere thought of those titles ending up around our sexy waists has Alex and Wil about ready to have an aneurysm.
Gia: Do we really offend your sensitive wrestling brains that much boys?
Gia leans in, winking to the camera with a devilish little smirk.
Gia: Good, because that's exactly what we were hoping for. Face the facts boys: we're proud of what we've got and how we carry ourselves, and if all the wrestling purists are having meltdowns about the fact that we're one win away from calling ourselves champions, then we've played our part to perfection. How does it feel boys, knowing we're living rent free in those empty spaces you call heads and making you sweat over the thought of literally losing those titles to the sexiest circus clowns you've ever seen strut across a tightrope?
Gina: Granted, we usually end up in a lot of people's heads anyway, but it's nice to know how desperate you two are that you're hyping yourselves up so much thinking it's going to intimidate us. After all, how could we possible beat a pair of technical gods when we're not even close to real wrestlers?
The twins glance at one another before rolling their eyes, their censored breasts jostling against one another for a moment if you need something to distract yourself from the truth that's about to be spoken.
Gia: When Gina said you guys were overcompensating, you weren't kidding. I mean, you've over here bitching and moaning about how we supposedly cheated to beat you before Rise To Glimmer, embarrassing you right before your precious title opportunity, but what do you call how you won those titles, hm? Does somebody running out and distracting the champions so you can roll them up for the three count not qualify as cheating anymore?
Gina: Well, if that's the case, then I guess we haven't been cheating this whole time after all, no matter how much these idiots want to play that “rules for thee but not for me” crap. I mean, people can't help if they get distracted and someone takes advantage, right? We just happen to be very good at creating those situations and using them to our benefit. But, I suppose we could stand to learn a thing or two from a pair of wrestling purists who clearly won those titles through pure skill alone and not some convenient distraction.
Gia: Alex, Wil, we don't want you two to worry your empty little heads trying to understand the hypocrisy of your claims. Gina and I will be more than happy to teach you a thing or two ourselves come Apocalypse right here in good ol' Toronto, Canada.
Gina: Namely, that we're smarter than you, we aren't quite as easy for you to pin down no matter how “godly” your technical skills may be, and there isn't a thing you can do to stop us from earning an even bigger pay day once we walk out of Toronto as your brand new tag team champions.
Gia: Don't worry, though... when the two of you find your balls after we're done humiliating you and your so-called Foundation again, we'll be keeping those belts nice and snug right by our hearts.
Gia pats her pixellated breast with a grin before she and Gina laugh, each giving us a sultry wink before they begin to strut away. We can't help but follow their swaying hips and perfect asses for a moment before pulling our gaze away to pan down to the broken remnants of their too-small bras, perhaps as one last chance to picture how good the twins would look wearing the tag team championship belts like actual bras before they make that dream a reality come Sunday night.
RE: The Glimmer Sisters vs. The Shinigami Foundation - Thunderhorse - 09-21-2025
(The Foundation) "End of Line"