Rena was growing tired. The worst part of her fighting was her stamina. She probably only had one more shot, if she was lucky, to beat Avril. She panted hard, completely out of breath. Her chest thumped wildly. Then she felt it. Her leg felt the twisting of Avril's, followed by a push. She was on her back in pain. She felt Spunky's lips begin to suck on her fat, soft breast. She had to do something, fast, or she'd lose. The Hammer grabbed Spunky's hair, pulling it roughly, and then grabbing her head and rolling Avril off of her and tossing her head against the ground. "Get off my breast, you skinny whore." Rena said, getting back to her feet. She was extremely tired. She moved backwards, putting her back against the edge of the ring. "One more shot. Her move." She thought to herself. She squatted, awaiting Avril to come to her. She was prepared - or so she thought,