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Pro Wrestling Illustrated : APRIL 1996

close-up: THE KID

Part 2

Transcript Below!!!

At 6’2” and 212 pounds, The Kid hardly looks like the typical professional wrestler … But he isn’t typical: the six year veteran is a high-flying, high-risk, aerial artist who has scored several shocking upsets simply because he’s willing to take chances … Spent most of his early years competing for Minneapolis-based Pro Wrestling America … As The Lightning Kid, he won the PWA light heavyweight title in both 1990 and 1991 … He also held the PWA tag team title (with Jerry Lynn) and the PWA TV title … Moved to texas and won the Global Wrestling Federation junior heavyweight title twice in the second half of ‘91 … Later accepted an offer to wrestle in Japan and battled such superstars as Jushin Liger, El Samurai, Ultimo Dragon, and The Great Muta … Lost most of those matches, but gained valuable experience … arrived in the WWF in April 1993 hardly made a splash … Lost his debut match to Louie Spicolli … Also lost to mid-carders such as Doink the Clown and Mr. Hughes, The Kid scored one of the biggest WWF upsets ever by pinning Razor Ramon on May 17 WWF Monday Night Raw … Kid seemed as shocked as everyone in the building … From that point on, fans called him the 1-2-3 Kid … Also pinned Terry Taylor and Ted DiBiase on several occasions … Just as impressive were two victories over former AWA World Champion Rick Martel … Jerry Lawler started poking fun at him on segments of “King’s Court” … Moved up as high as fourth in the WWF ratings in 1993 … Was pinned by Irwin R. Schyster at SummerSlam ‘93 … Lost by countout to Marty Jannetty in a thrilling match on August 31, 1993, in Grand Rapids, Michigan. Kid was injured when he misfired on a daring dive and hit a steel railing. Jannetty helped him back to the dressing room … Went in a slump after suffering a series of embarrassing losses to Doink … Also lost to Bastion Booger because of interference by Johnny Polo … Polo pushed Kid off the top rope, leading to the pin … Helped protect Ramon from an attack by Schyster, Diesel, Adam Bomb, and Martel after Ramon won his first Intercontinental title, on September 17, 1993 … At the 93’ Survivor Series, he teamed with Jannetty, Ramon, and Randy Savage to defeat IRS, Diesel, Martel, and Bomb … Wrestled well, but made one mistake too many and lost a crucial RAW against Shawn Michaels … Michaels twice power-bombed Kid before Ramon came to his rescue … Won his first major title on January 10, 1994, when he and Jannetty teamed to beat The Quebecers for the WWF World tag team title; Kid pinned Jacques following a flying bodypress from the top rope … Lost the belts back to The Quebecers one week later … Kid stunned Jeff Jarrett in the quater-finals of the 1994 King of the Ring tournament, but was piledrived by “Double-J” three times afterward … There was no doubt as to whether Kid would be ready for the semifinals later that evening, but after a bried delay, he came out and lost a tough match to Owen Hart … Owen went on to win King of the Ring … Had a thrilling match with WWF World champion Bret Hart on July 1, 1994. Kid kicked out of several pin attempts, shocked Bret with a spinning savate kick, but erred by trying a dropkick from the top rope. Bret moved out of the way and Kid landed on his back. Bret won by submission to the “sharpshooter” … In a battle of aerial artists on August 15, 1994, Kid won by disqualification over Owen Hart after Jim Neidhart interfered. Owen then locked Kid in a ���sharpshooter” for several minutes … Teamed with Ramon, Fatu, Davey Boy Smith, and Sionne to beat Jarrett, Diesel, Neidhart, Owen Hart, and Michaels at the 94’ Survivor Series. The Kid, however, was one of the first wrestlers eliminated … Teamed with newcomer “Man O’ War” Aldo Montoya in matches against The Heavenly Bodies and others … Teamed with Bob “Spark Plugg” Holly to beat Bam Bam Bigekow and Tatanka in a tournament final for the vacant WWF World tag team title at the 95’ Royal Rumble … But glory didn’t last long. One night later in Palmetto, Florida,The Smokin’ Gunns beat The Kid and Holly for the belts …

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PWI 1994 Rookie of the Year: 911 “The question asked most when a fan sees the mighty 911 for the first time is: “Where did they find this guy?” [...] 911 is not only big, he can wrestle. His finishing maneuver is a deadly chokeslam, in which he grabs his opponent by the throat, lifts him into the air, and drives him straight down to the mat. Considering 911 is 6′7″, with full arm extension the hapless opponent falls approximately nine feet before hitting the canvas! “Yeah, its scary,” explained Donn E. Allen, who should be earning frequent-flyer mileage for the number of times he has been victimized by the maneuver. “This is going to sound strange, but when I’m up there, I can’t wait till he actually drives me into the mat. It’s so terrifying just being up there in the air like that, let alone by your throat.””

Runners-Up Bob “Spark Plugg” Holly “Ladies and gentlemen, start your engines! Bob “Spark Plugg” Holly entered the WWF in early-1994 and immediately proved he can hold his own amongst top-level competition. He has already given many veterans stiff competition in the wrestling ring. Constantly improving with every match he wrestlers, we expect him to get off to a fast start in 1995.″

Abbudah Singh “This madman from Singapore set the independent scene on fire this year-literally! Singh set out to destroy every opponent he faced, including Abdullah the Butcher, whom he sent to the hospital with severe burns after a WWA match in New Jersey. Singh wants to take the Butcher’s place as the most sadistic man in wrestling. Yikes!”

Mikey Whipwreck “For the love of the underdog in all of us, Mikey Whipwreck to the rescue! The 187-pound, 18-year-old Buffalo native held the ECW TV title earlier this year and, until recently, was a co-holder of the ECW tag team title with Cactus Jack. He may be undersized and lacking in talent, but he always gives his all, and he’s everybody’s sentimental favorite.”

Votes for Others “Some of the top vote-getters who did not capture a runner-up spot include: Bryant Anderson, Frank Andersson, Chavo Guerrero Jr., Jesse Hennig, Moadib, and “Jungle” Jim Steele.”

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Happy birthday Bob Holly!

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Various WWF Wrestlers x Fem Reader- “In Da Club”

When pro wrestlers are driving out on the road, they don't just stop by fast food restaurants or to go to the bathroom.

Sometimes, they even stop by strip clubs, but of course they would!

In 1996, a bus filled with most of the WWF roster stopped by a strip club just for some free time, but you had no idea that the WWF roster was sitting by the tables and runway, throwing some of their hard earned money at you.

You were working as a stripper, and you both hated and loved your job.

While you do enjoy wearing the slutty outfits and stripping to various songs you've chose, what you hate about being a stripper is having these middle aged, bloated, ugly men gawk and stare at you, sometimes even touch you or try to touch you. Yuck!

However, this night was a special night.

When the red velvet curtains raised up, Debbie Gibson's "Losin' Myself" began to play.

For those who don't know who Debbie Gibson is, she was a teenage bubblegum pop singer during the late 1980's who wrote and produced her own songs all by herself, unlike other teen idols.

However, when the 80's ended, so did her career, and when she grew up, like most other wholesome teen idols, she shed her wholesome good girl image and tried to prove to the world she was all grown up by playing, what else? A stripper in a music video.

However, no one cared by then.

And tonight, you picked that Debbie Gibson song where she plays a stripper in the aforementioned music video.

When the curtains rose up, the stage revealed you dressed in a short, sexy, pleather white nurse costume; a typical but classic Halloween and stripper outfit.

As you walked down the runway in that sexy nurse outfit, the WWF roster watching you as well as some average Joe's really enjoyed what they saw, shouting out "wooooooooo!!!" and "yyyyyyeaaaaaaaaaaahh!!" and pumping their fists in the air, some of them letting out those cheesy "wolf whistles" as they call them.

They were cheering so loud, you could barely hear your music you were going to strip to.

When you strolled down the runway, as you looked at the men sitting next to the runway and got closer to the end of the catwalk, you looked at the crowd of men, and deep down inside, you were shocked over how many hot men were in the audience.

Most of the men who visit these strip clubs are nothing to write home about, but these men, though...

And some of those hot, sexy men in the audience are some of the WWF roster.

 You sauntered down that catwalk to the song, trying to look sexy, the zipper of your dress in between the pads of your index finger and thumb, hinting you're going to zip your dress off.

Seeing all of these sexy WWF men in the audience gave you an idea, an idea that won't make you take a few spins around the stripper pole.

Some of those men were even holding up money in your hands for you to grab it, where you snatched it from their hands and slid it in your garter belt wrapped around one of your thighs.

You hope that money doesn't fall out.

One of the men that caught your eye was sitting in the front row close to the catwalk, and that man was the sex symbol of the WWF: Shawn Michaels.

Shawn's looks improved a bit in 1996 when he got rid of that tacky, outdated redneck mullet, and while Shawn didn't look as hot as he did the year afterwards, this year is when he's really starting to look sexy.

He had a faint little smile on his face, enjoying the view of you.

He'll really enjoy what's coming next.

He was absolutely gorgeous, and you wanted to start what you've planned on doing to someone hot.

Instead of wrapping your fingers around the stripper pole and swinging around, you walked down the little stairs next to the catwalk, which surprised many of the men, their eyes bugging out and looking at each other.

You slowly strutted up to Shawn, he getting more and more excited as he walked up to you.

As Debbie started singing, you were lipsynching to her voice.

Shawn could see you were lipsynching to the song, so could other men sitting next to him.

Some of these men were wondering "who sings this song?" and even some stupid men thought "is she singing that song?", the "she" being you.

These men were jealous of Shawn, some of the male WWF roster was cracking up, having ear-to-ear smiles on their faces and swatting each other on the shoulders, knowing what Shawn's gonna get.

When you were standing right in front of Shawn, close enough to him, your hands were sitting on tops of the chair Shawn was sitting on, you slowly swayed your hips and ass back and forth to the song, your ass slightly protruding through your tight white dress.

Some men were turning their heads and looking at your ass.

Shawn could see your ass swaying from behind you, his cock growing harder and harder from blood rushing into his shaft.

You sank the lower part of your body (i.e. your legs and pelvic region) onto Shawn's lap, straddling his lap.

You could feel his erection poking and protruding through his jeans.

You slowly began to roll your ass and crotch over his genitals, grinding your crotch forward on his lap.

While you grinded your lap on his lap, your fingers were still resting on the zipper of your dress, where you proceeded to slide that zipper down your body, your flesh being more exposed as that zipper ran down your torso.

Some of the men surrounding Shawn could see you slide your zipper down your body, which got a huge "pop" from these men, roaring out "yyyyyyyyeaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!" and making a few eye roll worthy "wolf whistles" at you.

Underneath that white pleather nurse outfit you were wearing was a red bra and panties, and when the zipper was below your tits, you thrust your chest out, your red bra showing off in front of Shawn's eyes.

Shawn's eyes stared at your cleavage, he could nearly salivate.

Of course, the men surrounding Shawn also loved seeing you shove your tits out, even though they were covered.

As you slid the zipper down your body, Shawn slid one of his hands into one of the pockets of his jeans and pulled out his wallet, a brown leather one, opening it and pulling out a $50 bill, shutting the wallet after he pulled the money out and slid his wallet back in his pocket.

He slid that dollar bill into your red garter belt wrapped around your thigh, looking down at your thigh so he's sure he inserted it through that red elastic garter belt.

With your hands grabbing onto the sides of your dress, you shed your dress off of your shoulders and arms, now sitting on Shawn's lap in red lingerie, a garter belt and nurse's hat.

Again, this got a huge pop from the audience, roaring out "yyyyyyyyyeaaaaaaaaaahhh!" and pumping their fists in the air.

You then rotated you body on Shawn's lap, this time your back was pressing on his chest and torso.

You started to roll your ass back on Shawn's crotch, rolling your ass over his erection.

Sometimes you even slowly swayed your hips back and forth on his genitals.

While you slowly swayed your hips, your body writhed and slithered down to the ground, letting your body sink down his torso, brush down his chest and body, all while swaying your hips.

Seeing you lipsynch to the song and point your index finger at him while Debbie crooned was like you were singing for him.

Once you were crouching down on the ground, you sexily sprung back up from the floor by rolling your hips as you elevated yourself up.

Once you were standing straight up, you walked away from Shawn and sauntered to the next man who used to be tag team partner's with Shawn just a few years ago: Marty Jannetty.

Marty is a ladies man and he was so excited he was next.

When you strolled behind Marty's back, your hand was behind his left shoulder, brushing across the back of his shoulders while you looked at him.

His head was turned and his beautiful blue eyes were looking at you, he having that adorable smile on his face thanks to you.

You stopped walking when you were standing next to his right shoulder, where you carefully lifted one of your legs up and propped it on his right shoulder, your calf and foot draping down and across the right side of his chest.

This took Marty in by surprise, he was not expecting this, neither were the other men.

One of your hands slid down the left side of Marty's chest, he wished he was shirtless so he could feel tingles while you touched him.

Though, he is feeling tingles ifyknowwhatimean.

You then carefully slid your calf and foot up the right side of his chest and across his right shoulder, until your foot was right back on the ground.

You then walked in front of him, where Marty was eying you up and down.

You then sat on his lap, straddling his lap and proceeded to roll your hips and pelvis forward on his crotch.

You could feel his erection protruding through his jeans while you lapdanced him.

As you rolled and grinded your hips on his crotch, you moved your hands to your bra straps, where your fingers wrapped around your bra straps.

You carefully slid one bra strap down your shoulder, which got another big "pop" from the horny men watching this, of course they had to roar out "yyyyyyyyyeaaaaaaaahhh!!" and make some silly wolf whistles at you.

Marty's eyes were staring at you slide your bra straps off, his eyes growing wild.

He's so tempted to touch you and your chest, but nah, he can't. Club's rules.

When one bra strap was slid down to your shoulder, you then wrapped your fingers around your other bra strap, sliding it down beneath and below your shoulder.

Like with Shawn previously, you were lipsynching to Debbie's voice, looking at Marty while you slid your bra straps off.

Marty already had his wallet out even before you walked up to him and even put his wallet back into his pocket before you walked up to him, but he held a dollar bill in his hand for you.

As you rolled and grinded your ass on his crotch, Marty slid that dollar bill he was holding not in between your garter belt, but in between one of the straps of your red thong snug around your hips.

You moved your hands behind your back, where the back of your bra was, where you tried to unhook your bra.

Some men could see you trying to take your bra off, they were willing to offer you some help, but they can't touch you.

Your hands eventually unclasped the back of your bra, the hooks no longer clinging onto the "eyes" of the bra (that's what they're called!), your breasts could breathe a sigh of relief when your chest didn't feel so tightened.

When your bra was hooked off, you slid your bra off of your arms, showing Marty your tits.

The men in the stripclub could see your tits, which got another huge roar of them shouting "yyyyyyeaaaaaaaaahhh!!!" and a corny wolf whistle at you.

Marty's eyes looked at your tits, which were probably so sore from wearing that bra.

He'd love to caress and fondle them and relieve their pain, but sorry, he can't touch.

You took your bra off in front of his face so he could see your breasts.

You then twirled a bit around until your torso was touching his chest, where you proceeded to roll your ass up his crotch.

You could still feel his erection while you lapdanced him.

And yep, your body slithered down to the ground while your body was touching his, your hips swaying slowly back and forth.

Marty was looking down at you while you slid yourself down him.

When you were crouching down on the ground, you sprung quickly up and walked to the next man.

The next man is Marty's current tagteam partner, Leif Cassidy.

No, it isn't 70's teen heartthrob David Cassidy, Shaun Cassidy, or Leif Garrett, but Leif Cassidy's gimmick is a schmuck completely stuck in the 1970's despite it being 1996.

Leif didn't have that awful facial hair he'd later have months after this, and here's a fun fact: the wrestler who played Leif Cassidy would a few years later become Al Snow, yes, THAT Al Snow who carried a female mannequin head that became a huge fan favorite.

Even though his hair is pretty terrible, so was his gimmick in 1996 (though his Attitude era gimmick is debatable), Leif has a very cute smile, you noticed that adorable smile.

And he flashed his cheesy but cute smile while you walked up to him.

He looks like a teenager almost with his youthful, nonthreatening looks, despite the fact he was in his 30's.

When you walked behind him, his head was turned and looking at you, enjoying what he was seeing as you walked behind and around him.

You were looking at him while you walked behind and around him, and you stopped walking around him when you stood in front of him.

Your hands were resting on top of the chair he was sitting on, and you proceeded to roll and gyrate your hips and pelvis down as your ass was sinking down to his lap, rolling your hips and ass down to his lap before you even touched it.

Leif was looking at your hips and pelvis swivel down to his lap, he loving this.

Marty and Shawn didn't get anything like this.

And like Marty, Leif pulled his wallet out before you walked up to him, only to put it back in his pocket, yet keep a dollar bill in his hand for you.

When you sat on his lap, you continued to roll your hips and ass on his lap, though this time, you rolled and grinded your hips forward.

You could feel his erection poking through his jeans while you lap danced him.

Leif, on the other hand, slid the dollar bill he was holding in between the elastic garter belt wrapped around your thigh, joining some other money.

And of course, you lipsynched to Debbie's voice while you grinded your hips on his lap.

You turned your body around and rolled your ass back and up Leif's crotch, feeling his erection through his jeans.

You sank down to the floor, still gyrating your hips and ass.

He might've had a shirt on, but he loved the feel of this, looking at you with his adorable smile on his face.

You then got back up from the floor and walked to the next man: Bob Holly.

During the 1990's, Bob Holly played Sparky Plugg or Spark E. Plugg, a wrestler whose gimmick was a racecar gimmick.

During the late 90's/early 2000's Attitude era, he cut his hair and bleached it blond and called himself "Crash Holly" now.

Bob is sort of hot.

He might not be Paul Bearer levels of ugly, but he isn't quite Shawn Michaels levels of hot either.

Bob has one hell of an overbite though and buck teeth, and you noticed it when you sat on his lap.

You sauntered up to Bob, your hand dragging across and behind his shoulders while you walked behind him.

When you sat on him, you lapdanced him like how you lapdanced the previous 3 wrestlers, though, you also did something different while lapdancing him.

You laid a bit horizontally on his lap, showing off your legs that he as well as other men were getting a good view of.

Bob pulled his wallet out of his jeans, opened it up and pulled a dollar bill out, only to shut his wallet and stuff it back into one of the pockets of his jeans.

He slid that dollar bill down the elastic of your thong, on one of the straps down your thong.

When you were finished lapdancing him, you strutted up to the following men, in this order:

Bret Hart, Davey Boy Smith, Brian Pillman, Scott Taylor, Bart Gunn, Billy Gunn and Hunter Hearst Helmsley.

You lapdanced them like you lapdanced the previous men, rolling your hips forward when you were in front of them and rolling your ass back when your back was in front of their torso, sinking yourself down to the floor while you slithered and writhed.

Bret might be a babyface in the WWF who is a positive role model, but he can't resist a good lapdance either.

He seemed to be enjoying the lapdance you gave him, though at the same time he looked like he didn't want to be there, he's that wholesome.

Davey has such a wide, broad chest, perfect for you to not just caress your hands on, but to slide your back down.

Before you could lapdance Brian, you were behind his back, where you slid both of your hands down his torso, only to slide them back up his torso.

Too bad he's wearing a shirt, you'd love to slide your hands down his body so he can feel your touch on his skin, which you're sure would send endorphins through his body.

When you walked by Stone Cold Steve Austin, you wanted to pause behind him and rub his bald head with something like a silky long glove a la Jessica Rabbit in "Who Framed Roger Rabbit", but nope.

You saved the best one for last: Hunter Hearst Helmsley, who had his hair down and not tied back in a ponytail.

You wanted to run your fingers through his long golden locks and kiss and suck on his big, broad nose, as well as bury your face in his big, wide neck and kiss it everywhere, but you couldn't because those are the rules of your job.

Hunter was sitting next to Shawn since they’re close friends, but you wanted to save Hunter for last since he’s one of the hottest ones.

You wanted to run your fingers through some of these men's hair in general, but couldn't because of the goddamn rules.

When the drums in the middle of the song started kicking in, you wanted to roll on the catwalk and flip your hair, but you couldn't, why?

You were busy giving lapdances to all of these men.

Thank God you chose this Debbie Gibson song, because this song is long enough for you to give lapdances to various men all throughout the song before it ends.

Of course, these men you lapdanced paid you, even men you didn't give lapdances to gave you money.

'Tis a shame Jeff Hardy could only be in the WWF once in 1996, he was hot and should've been in on the fun.

It's also a shame Rob Van Dam is over in ECW, because he's absolutely gorgeous, though maybe ECW and maybe even WCW could stop by this strip club one day.

Speaking of WCW, pro wrestling would make a comeback in popularity thanks to Hulk Hogan turning heel and forming the NWO, however, this was in the WWF's rival company, WCW.

WCW would kick the WWF's asses in the ratings, which would lead to the WWF trying to do something to trump WCW's ratings, that something was the creation of the WWF's Attitude era.

That Attitude era was a big step from what the WWF was usually doing, as well as becoming even more popular than it was in the 80's.

Of course, you watched the Attitude era just to see what all the fuss was about, and you had lapdanced these various men in the WWF you were watching.

You ended up becoming a wrestling ringrat in the WWF, WCW and ECW just so you could fuck and have sex with any male pro wrestler you thought was sexy.

You regret you weren't a ringrat from 1996-1997, because so many wrestlers in the WWF, WCW and even ECW were hot and sexy.

And Stone Cold Steve Austin's character wasn't just a redneck, he was also an everyman who hated and was fed up with his boss.

You loved Stone Cold's everyman gimmick and could relate to it so much, no wonder he was as popular as he was!

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*** Scott & JT’s Vintage Vault Refresh reviews are a chronological look back at WWE PPV and TV history that began with a review of WrestleMania I. The PICs have revisited these events and refreshed all of their fun facts that provide insight into the match, competitors and state of the company as well as their overviews of the match action and opinions and thoughts on the outcomes. In addition, Jeff Jarvis assists in compiling historical information and the Fun Facts in each of the reviews. Also, be sure to leave feedback on the reviews at our Facebook page. Enjoy! ***

Monday Night Raw #107

April 17, 1995 (Taped April 3, 1995) Mid-Hudson Civic Center Poughkeepsie, NY Announcers: Vince McMahon & Jerry Lawler

*** We head back to yesterday’s Action Zone where it was revealed that Psycho Sid has joined the Million Dollar Corporation. ***

1) Jean-Pierre Lafitte defeats Duke Droese with a cannonball at 10:41

Fun Fact: Tonight we get the debut of Jean-Pierre Lafitte, whose real name is Carl Ouellet. Ouellet began his wrestling career on the independent circuit in 1987 and continued there until he met up with Jacques Rougeau in Puerto Rico in 1993. Rougeau convinced him to be his tag partner and joined the WWF as the Quebecers. Ouellet took on the name Pierre and the duo dressed as Canadian Mounties. The run of the tag team saw them gain the WWF World Tag Team Titles three times. The team remained together until 1994 when Rougeau retired from wrestling. Ouellet was repackaged here as pirate Jean-Pierre Lafitte, the descendant of real life pirate Jean Lafitte.

Scott: After the Action Zone clip of Sid joining the Corporation, we get a straight up mid-card vs. mid-card match with the former Quebecer…from Louisiana? Because, you know we can’t recognize him from exactly one year earlier when he was half of the Tag Team Champions. Lafitte was the lesser talented of the Quebecers and this match shows that with him using methodical, slow offense against the Dumpster. Now Droese (at least on camera) hasn’t had to sell much since he’s been winning squashes since his debut. Sadly, this is where the dearth of actual talent shows in the WWF, because not only are these gimmicks a little corny, but the in-ring work is pretty substandard. Vince and Lawler are talking about Easter and Tax Day, which tells you pretty much what they think of this match. They also announce that next week Bam Bam Bigelow will get a World Title shot with Diesel in Omaha. This is the third show in Poughkeepsie so the crowd may be a bit gassed. Duke makes a comeback but we get a double clothesline and both men are down. Duke tries keep the comeback going with punches and a power slam but misses a top rope splash. Lafitte hits his own big somersault splash off the top rope and gets the victory. The last couple minutes were good, but the rest was crap. Grade: 1/2*

JT: Welcome to this week’s edition of Monday Night Raw, still coming at you via videotape from Poughkeepsie. Vince McMahon and Jerry Lawler have the call this week and we kick things off with some big time news as yesterday it was revealed that Psycho Sid was joining Ted DiBiase’ Corporation. This move really gives DiBiase a crown jewel heel to build his stable around. Our opening match features the return of an old friend debuting of a new character in Jean-Pierre Lafitte. The former Quebecer Pierre has returned as a pirate, eyepatch and all, and he starts his Raw career with a pretty tough challenge in Duke Droese. Vince and Lawler keep the commentary topical with jokes about Tax Day and Easter before focusing on establishing Lafitte’s character and sack of gold doubloons. Lafitte no sells a handshake offer and instead lands some strikes to immediately take control of the Dumpster. Droese gets in some offense early on but Lafitte would take over after a missed charge and then really dominate the action with some plodding power offense, keeping Duke off balance and grounded. Vince and King discuss the Lafitte’s eyepatch and how it effects his vision in the ring. Lafitte really uses his weight to lean on Droese, making it a part of his onslaught. King talks about the Boston and New York Marathons as the match ebbs along. The crowd is clearly a bit burnt out here too and Duke Droese isn’t the guy to get them revved back up. Droese would get a couple of hope spots as we get more topical news commentary but Lafitte would fight through a final comeback and drop a cannonball for the win. The match just sort of existed as Droese is quite limited and has no real heat so Lafitte could only do so much in there. That said, it’s a solid enough gimmick and Lafitte is a strong enough worker to maybe make it work, but time will tell what kind of push he gets going forward. Grade: *

*** We get clips of Mr. Bob Backlund annoying partiers on a Florida beach at Spring Break. That is followed by revisiting Psycho Sid joining the Million Dollar Corporation on Action Zone. ***

2) Doink defeats Roy Raymond with the Whoopie Cushion at 3:20

Scott: Doink is still with the company? This is getting out of hand now. Doink is a useless character at this point and there really isn’t much room for him anymore. The dopey Jerry Lawler feud leading into Survivor Series was really the last stand. Doink hits the Whoopie Cushion and we actually need fart noises added to it? Come on. Grade: DUD

JT: We head back to the ring as Doink and Dink prance down to the ring for a tilt with Rhode Island’s own Roy Raymond. I miss evil heel Doink. This version of the Clown is lame and played out and feels so dated even in this gimmick heavy time period. Vince and King talk more about random poll results, Duckman, and other minutia and Vince also notes that Bam Bam Bigelow challenged Diesel to a WWF Title match for next week’s Raw, doing it independently of Ted DiBiase. Doink messes around with Raymond before nabbing the win with the Whoopie Cushion. Dink hits one too and both were enhanced with fart nice sound effects. Sigh. It’s officially time to put the Clown out to pasture, or at the very least keep him corralled to house shows to help fire up the crowd. He has no real need to be on TV or in any feud of substance any more. Grade: DUD

*** Todd Pettengill is here with our very first In Your House report, available for just $14.95 on Mother’s Day. Here is the card thus far:

Diesel vs. Psycho Sid – WWF Title

Todd also talks about the big Orlando, Florida house giveaway contest as well. Get those ballots in now! ***

3) Owen Hart & Yokozuna defeat Bob Holly & 1-2-3 Kid to retain WWF Tag Team Titles when Yokozuna pins Kid with a belly-to-belly suplex at 15:50

Fun Fact: This is a continuation of the conflict that has been going on between these four over the past two weeks. Back on 4/3, Owen and Yokozuna came to the ring during the Bob Holly/Hakushi match and began attacking the 1-2-3 Kid, leading to a brawl and the signing of a six-man match last week. This week, Holly and Kid get a shot at the tag team titles.

Scott: Could “lightning” strike a third time? Over a year ago the Kid with Marty Jannetty stunned the Quebecers on Raw, and then back in January at the Royal Rumble the Kid & Holly won the vacant tag titles after replacing the Smoking Gunns. Can they do it again against Owen Hart & the massive Yokozuna? Vince actually makes wrestling sense by saying the challengers’ philosophy is to keep Owen in the ring and not allow him to tag into the big guy. We know with Owen doing the yeoman’s work that this has potential to be a great match. Owen’s working Holly over with submssions & stretches and out of the break Yoko is tagged in and he pummels Holly with elbows and the dreaded nerve pinch. Holly tries to come back but he flies over the top rope to the floor. The ref is distracted and Owen works Holly over on the outside. Vince is trashing the official for not having control of the match but it does settle down yet Holly is still getting beat down. Owen is particularly working Holly over because he wants revenge for Sparky Plugg pinning him in the six-man tag last week. You think maybe there is a smell of upset in the air but the Kid (after the hot tag) is caught in mid-air and Yoko drops him for the victory. That was a fun match which was the opposite of the crap mid-card before that. Grade: **1/2

JT: We head back down to the ring for our big main event of the evening as Bob Holly and 1-2-3 Kid are set to challenge the WWF Tag Team Champions, Yokozuna & Owen Hart. Kid & Holly held the straps for a day back in January and are looking to make magic happen yet again. Jim Cornette and Mr. Fuji lead out the champs, who are not only looking to defend the gold but also looking for revenge after Holly pinned Hart in a six man tag match a week ago. Owen and Kid open things up and Kid uses his speed to control early, focusing on the arm and keeping Owen on the mat. Kid keeps hold of the arm and tags in Holly, who also works the limb. Owen eventually turns the tide and quickly tags in Yoko, who methodically stalks Holly. However, the Spark Plug was able to spike the big man to the mat by the hair. A moment later, Holly hit the ropes but Owen yanked the top rope down causing Holly to tumble hard to the floor. Owen hopped down and rammed Holly into the post and then tagged into the match. Owen focused on the lower back as the crowd tried to rally Holly with a “USA” chant. It helped briefly as Holly got a backslide but Owen kept control, slinging Holly into Yoko’s head as we took a break.

After the commercial, Yoko was in the ring, laying the wood to Holly as Vince tells us it will be some time before Shawn Michaels can return to action thanks to a back injury suffered at the hands of Sid. Yoko worked a nerve hold and then pitched Holly to the floor, where Owen met him and spiked him to the apron and then slammed him on the floor. Owen tagged in and kept going for pin covers but Holly stayed alive. Vince and King both noted that Owen wanted to be the one to pin Holly as revenge for a week ago. Owen hit an enziguri for two and at this point you have to wonder if a miracle may indeed be in the cards here tonight. Or maybe not as Yoko tagged back in and dropped a big leg before choking and chopping away. Things finally turned around after Holly and Owen collided in the ring and both tagged out. Kid came in hot and really unloaded a flurry on Yoko, even knocking him off his feet. Kid met Owen on the floor with a big dive but the fun ended a moment later when Yoko caught Kid coming off the top rope and slammed him hard to the mat with a belly-to-belly suplex for the win. This was a solid tag match but nothing more. In fact it was really just an extended squash, which is fine because it is more important to build up the new champs than making Kid & Holly seem like legitimate contenders. That said, we do need a credible set of challengers to emerge sooner than later to help stabilize what has quickly become a floundering division. Grade: **1/2

*** Vince McMahon plugs the Superstar Line, which features an exclusive interview with Alundra Blayze. ***

4) Henry Godwinn defeats Rich Myers with the Slop Drop at 1:59

Scott: This crap match is nothing more that fodder to have “Cornfed” from Duckman on the phone. Good grief. Cornfed is more entertaining than the match, and Vince. Grade: DUD

JT: It is time for our final match of the night as Henry Godwinn saunters out to battle Rich Myers. Godwinn makes quick work of Myers but this is all a backdrop to plug Duckman as the character Cornfed calls in to chat with Vince and King. Yep. Grade: DUD

Final Analysis

Scott: First off, no one gives a shit about Duckman. Really, the show is terrible. These long tapings really drain the audience and the energy levels of these last shows of tapings are crap. This roster is a skeleton. It’s top heavy with great characters and solid workers but after that, those under, say, Jeff Jarrett are utter trash. Razor Ramon is legitimately the only contender for the IC Title and then nothing, The tag division is garbage, with no contenders past the Gunns. The rest are singles wrestlers put together. This was nothing much to watch, but next week we start a new venue with a fresh show and a WWF Title match to boot. I hope that these new In Your House secondary shows will help Raw because there’s more frequent big shows to pimp. Otherwise these Raws would really be brutal. Final Grade: D+

JT: This was… just an episode of Raw. There was no real energy or angle development in here and the crowd was clearly burned out after a long night of action. The main event was fine enough, especially for a TV match, but you never really bought Kid & Holly as legit contenders here and the bout never got into that next gear to make it stand out. Outside of that, the action was pretty lacking this week thanks to the real soft depth of the mid card. Beyond the big names on top of the card, there really isn’t much the way of believable contenders or wrestlers making up the roster, and that gets exposed weekly on this show. Tonight’s show just felt like it was eating up time, with nothing advanced or of substance presented. In fact, the one thing plugged the most during the hour was Duckman. Next week brings us live to a new arena and features a big time WWF Title match so hopefully business picks up a bit as we inch closer to the first In Your House. Until then… Final Grade: C-

[littletroubledgrrrl]

Does anyone else think Bob Holly was strangely kinda hot when he played Thurman/Spark E./Sparky Plugg?

[rawiswhore]

Various WWF Wrestlers x Fem Reader- “Cumdumpster”

I hope I haven’t titled a fanfic with that word already!

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In 1997, you're really branching out and showing your true colors, especially in the WWF.

And you don't mean WWF as in World Wildlife Foundation.

But how can you not branch out?

Not only are there so many hot men in the WWF this year, there are men in the WWF who are getting hotter and sexier in the looks department.

The majority of the roster knows what a huge slut you are, especially after that gangbang you had involving men you think are the sexiest men in the WWF this year, and you have another idea involving these men.

You've told these hot wrestlers your idea one day while you and the other wrestlers were having free time, and they loved this idea.

One day, sometime after that outrageous gangbang involving Shawn Michaels in your pussy, Davey Boy Smith's cock in your ass, etc. and a time when RockaBilly (who would later become Billy Gunn) had his natural blond hair again and wrestled with former Smoking Gunns partner Bart Gunn, you were sitting on Shawn's lap while Shawn was sitting his ass on the locker room's bench, you were completely naked, bouncing and riding up and down Shawn's erection.

Your back was pressing and in front of his torso, his hands were fondling and feeling your breasts.

Hunter Hearst Helmsley was standing in front of you, you were busy sucking on his cock.

Unlike in the WWF, his hair was hanging long and loose, no ponytail, no hair tied behind his hair, no little braids in his hair, just letting his long, beautiful locks hang loose and free.

Standing next to Hunter and swarming around you was Rob Van Dam, Davey Boy Smith, Jeff Hardy, Bret Hart and RockaBilly, whose cocks were all pointing in your face.

You were jerking off Jeff and Rob's erections with both of your hands, their shafts locked in the grasp of your fingers and hands.

Sometimes, you rotated and turned your knuckles on their shafts as your fists went up and down their cocks.

Meanwhile, RockaBilly, Davey, and Bret were masturbating their dicks aiming at your face, some of their precum spilled down their shafts and launched on your face, which is what you wanted to happen.

You've actually been introduced to this style of porn known as the "glory hole": a type of porn where someone is in a tight area, usually a bathroom stall, and there are drilled holes in the walls where men poke their penises through and people suck their cocks, get fucked and sometimes even do both.

You have thought of drilling "glory holes" in the bathroom stalls, but bathroom stalls are so nasty, unsanitary and germ infested, plus, what if someone's taking a shit in one of the stalls? Yuck.

Instead, you've decided to do something similar to it.

Not to mention, you have also thought of inviting 3 other WWF wrestlers to be in this orgy, those wrestlers being Brian Pillman, Bob Holly/Spark Plugg and Jeff Jarrett.

Basically, wrestlers who are debatable if they're attractive or not.

Then again, Billy Gunn is debatable whether or not if he's attractive or not!

You decided not to let these 3 "acquired taste in the attractiveness department" wrestlers join you.

You're moaning on Hunter's shaft while you suck it, swallowing all of his precum.

Your moans on his cock is making his penis feel a buzzing sensation, which feels so good for him.

He's leaning his head back, his eyes are closed and making quiet little groans from his mouth.

While you're riding Shawn's erection, his head is buried in the back of your neck, kissing you quite heavily behind your neck as well as on the sides of your neck.

He's also kissing you on top of your shoulders.

Not only are Bret, Davey and RockaBilly jerking off on your face, they're also directed the tips of their penises to your tits, too bad Shawn's hands are cupping your breasts, fondling and squeezing them as well as playing with your nipples.

While Shawn playing with your tits is fine, you also want some cum, at least precum anyway, to splash on your breasts.

Before engaging in this orgy, you instructed Shawn to play with your tits for a little while, but not for too long.

You aren't just sucking on Hunter's cock, but you're also licking up his shaft, licking and sucking on his penis like it's a Popsicle.

While you're jerking off Rob and Jeff, two of the other hottest men in the WWF, their heads are leaning back, these 2 guys are breathing heavily over you masturbating them.

While D Generation X might've formed a few months later after this orgy, Shawn Michaels did do DX's iconic "suck it" crotch chop gesture to other wrestlers backstage even before DX were formed.

And you're surprised Hunter isn't doing DX's "suck it" gesture to you.

Wonder if the catchphrase that goes with that body language even existed in the summer of 1997?

Shawn could see some men standing in front of you wanting to aim at your tits, and he remembered your advice.

His hands slipped off of your breasts and slid down your body to your hips, his touch giving you tingles over his hands roaming down your skin.

He placed his hands on your hips and held onto them.

Bret, Davey and RockaBilly saw that finally Shawn's hands weren't covering your tits, so they finally aimed their dicks towards your barenaked breasts, still masturbating.

Their precum wasn't just spilling down their erections, but also hitting your tits, what you wanted.

While you're getting fucked by various wrestlers in something straight out of a porn, some other wrestlers are watching and observing all of this.

Some of them are shouting "yyyyyyyyeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!!!" and wolf whistling at you like some drunken football fans, others don't bother to care.

Some are shouting "get a room!".

Fuck off, you thought.

While sucking off Hunter is wonderful and all, there's other wrestlers you want to suck off.

When your mouth reached the top of Hunter's cock, you turned your head towards Jeff Hardy's erection.

You leaned your face into Jeff's cock, your mouth open enough for his dick to slide in there, letting his penis enter your mouth, and began sucking on his shaft.

You didn't just suck his cock, but also swallow his precum, as well as lick up his shaft.

Your fingers were still wrapped at the bottom of his shaft, but they weren't cranking up and down his penis.

Your mouth, meanwhile, was sucking only above where your fingers were wrapped around his shaft.

Though, you'd love to suck on his entire cock.

Hunter, meanwhile, began jerking his cock off in front of your face, his precum spilling down his shaft as well as some of it getting on your face.

When your mouth reached the tip of Jeff's cock, you used the tip of his penis as a lipstick, where you rubbed his penishead across your top and bottom lip.

Strange, but whatever.

He felt his cock rub on your lips, which made him look down and open his eyes, looking down at you, only to see you rubbing the tip of his dick on your lips like it's lipstick.

His precum was actually lubricating your lips, even.

You unwrapped your fingers off of his shaft and began helping jerk off RockaBilly, cranking your hand up and down his shaft.

Rockabilly, on the other hand, kept switching pointing his dick at your face or your tits while you sucked off Rob.

Speaking of Rob, you've probably jerked him off for a long time, so you unwrapped your fingers off of his shaft and wrapped them around Hunter's cock next, where your hand helped pump his erection.

Since you informed Shawn it's okay if he rubs your tits, his hands elevated from your hips up to your breasts, where he began to caress the precum on your tits.

Seeing precum being rubbed on your breasts made your tits look shiny under the buzzing lights on the ceiling.

That's definitely a turn on for some of these male wrestlers, but they shouldn't cum now.

Shawn didn't just caress and fondle your breasts, but also tweaked your nipples with his index fingers and thumbs, as well as roll the tips of his index fingers over and over on your areolas.

Sometimes the pads of his fingers rubbed and caressed your areolas and nipples back and forth, which felt so good.

So good, that because of riding Shawn's cock for quite some time, you've officially came, your cum spilling down Shawn's shaft inside your cunt, your clit throbbing like a heartbeat.

Though, it ain't over 'til you say it's over.

While you're jerking off two other wrestlers, Rob and Jeff now are jerking off their dicks on the sides of your face, their precum hitting your face.

You, on the other hand, have wrapped your mouth around the tip of Rob's cock, where you've let his shaft enter further into your mouth.

Your throat is swallowing Rob's precum, your tongue licking up his shaft as well as on top of his penishead, your hands aiming Hunter and RockaBilly's cocks at your face and your tits.

You want to do to the tip of Rob's cock what you previously did to Jeff's, though, your hands are busy pumping up and down Hunter and RockaBilly's cocks.

Shawn was getting tired of rubbing your tits, plus, you want Hunter's precum to land on your tits, so Shawn removed his hands off of your breasts and put them on your hips, where you then aimed Hunter's cock at one of your breasts.

"You're so fucking dirty" Rob purred, his voice husky and warm. "Such a filthy, cock addicted slut"

"Your cock is so tender, so juicy" you mumbled, his cock still in your mouth, licking up his shaft.

He has a nice cock and all, but there's other cocks you need to suck on.

You turned your face to RockaBilly, unwrapping your fingers off of his shaft, Rob's cock leaving your mouth, where you where you proceeded to suck on RockaBilly's cock this time.

You've also jerked off Hunter's dick for too long, so you wrapped your fingers around Davey's shaft, the other fingers around Bret's shaft.

Like the previous 2 men, you weren't just sucking RockaBilly's cock, but gulping down his precum, licking up his shaft, licking his dick like a soft serve ice cream cone.

Your tongue roamed up and around his shaft, trying to get all of the cum off of his dick and into your mouth.

Hunter, meanwhile, proceeded to jerk his cock off on your face as well as on your tits.

Jeff and Rob were busy jerking off next to your face as well as pointing their dicks to your breasts.

Jeff has been jerking off as well as has gotten a hand job for quite some time, quite a long time, that he officially came on your face, his face scrunching up and his eyes shutting tight when he came.

Thank God your eyes were closed, that way cum won't get in your eyes, that stings AF.

While you've sucked these men's cocks tonight, the tips of their penises as well as some of their shafts were protruding through your cheek.

You actually want to suck off these men's cocks before they all officially cum as well as before Shawn cums as well.

Not realistic, but whatever.

You're trying to lick and suck the cum off of all of these men's penises.

You probably haven't licked all of the cum off of RockaBilly's cock, but whatever.

You then moved your face to Bret's penis, RockaBilly's cock transferring out of your mouth, and wrapped your mouth around Bret's cock, where you began sucking on his shaft.

Your arms were growing tired and hurting from all that masturbating, you're pretty sure you've gotten a bit of a workout from jerking off these men's dicks!

A throaty, gravelly groan came out of Hunter Hearst Helmsley's mouth, his face tightened as if he was in pain, and some gooey little liquid hit your face.

Yup, he came.

Ah well, when you gotta cum, you gotta cum!

While you were sucking on Bret's cock, you licked up his shaft from the bottom of his cock to the top of his penishead, sucking and gulping all of the precum off of his dick.

While you sucked on Bret's cock, your head and mouth was going up his shaft, as well as when you sucked the other men's cocks.

Lo and behold, just a few minutes after Hunter had came, Rob did it, his cum getting on the side of your face and even in your hair.

But you aren't finished yet.

While sucking on Bret's cock is fun and all, you have to suck someone else's cock before Shawn cums...

Who's cock is it? Davey Boy Smith.

Your face pulled away from Bret's erection, a string of your saliva was attached to the tip of Bret's penishead, and you moved your face to Davey's cock, letting his penis enter your mouth, where you proceeded to suck on his shaft.

And like the previous men, you sucked the precum off of his shaft and swallowed it, licking up his shaft.

Throughout this sex session, if you weren't sucking on someone's cock, your hands have been gripping on to different men's shafts and stroking their cocks.

Sometimes, if a man had already cum, you used his cum as a lipstick and rubbed it up and down your lips while sucking someone else's cock.

Pretty soon, Shawn's hands gripped on tightly to your hips, the tips of his fingers digging into your flesh.

His face tightened, his eyes shut tightly, his mouth and teeth grimacing and he released a throaty, gravelly groan from his mouth.

Yup, he came right inside of you.

His seed implanted in your twat, his sperm is swimming into your uterus, but it's gonna get blocked by your birth control, hopefully!

After Shawn had came, a few minutes afterwards, RockaBilly came, and a few minutes after RockaBilly, it was Davey Boy Smith and then Bret Hart!

After they all had cum on you and you were drenched in cum on your face, in your cunt and on your tits, you sucked off all of these men, cleaning the cum off of their dicks with your mouth and tongue, swallowing it.

You also used all of their penises as lipsticks after they all had came, rubbing the tips of their penises across your lips.

Tonight, you do somewhat wish that you could've let Shawn fuck you on the floor while you jerk off and suck off other wrestlers, but the floor is so nasty and germy.

With all of this severe and constant amounts of sex you've been having with most of the WWF wrestler, you're probably going to end up turning these male wrestlers into sex addicts.

Not to mention, even though in 1998 and 1999, you'd be at the height of your popularity in the WWF and your character you played in the WWF was a slutty, oversexualized nymphomaniac who fucked around with 90% of the roster, surprisingly, you didn't have a lot of promiscuous sex when the cameras weren't rolling in those 2 years, save for a few times.

Remember those "Shopzone" photos in WWF magazine, that would have images like D Generation X sitting around with hot dogs, Kurt Angle dressed in a Boyscout uniform with other boyscouts that were actually prepubescent boys, the Dudley Boyz after they've smashed Santa Claus through a table, etc.?

Well, you eventually had a "Shopzone" image in 1999, that was of you crouching down on the ground with several implied male wrestlers in the WWF swarming you, and you could tell which wrestler was which by their outfit, but you couldn't see them above their stomachs.

And all of these wrestlers had their hands at their fly area of their pants, unbuttoning and unzipping, preparing to get their cocks out and wank off on you.

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I actually have thought of typing this fanfic as a "glory hole" fanfic where Shawn Michaels and other WWF wrestlers invite the female reader to a bathroom stall with holes drilled in the walls and she sucks and jacks off their cocks through those holes, but I'm afraid this fanfic would be considered to be too gross and nasty.

I'm also somewhat afraid this fanfic is similar to the fanfic set in December 1997 where the fem reader rides up and downs Shawn's penis while she jerks off Billy Gunn and Jeff Hardy's dicks and sucks Triple H's cock in front of her.

 I was going to upload this fanfic yesterday, but there were some edits I wanted to make to it tomorrow (and I might edit this fanfic in the future).