Sunny McKay vs. Michelle "The Great" Anderson by J.C. November 15, 1998 
Welcome ladies and gentlemen to our next match. This match is between two of the 
premier wrestlers in the IFWF, Michelle the Great and Sunny McKay. Sunny McKay, 
wearing tiger stripe string bikini, cups barelycover the areolas, and barefoot, comes down 
first first to "Tonight" by Smashing Pumpkins. With her are Ginny, Mitzi, and Sabrina 
Rage. Next comes Michelle the great coming down the aisle while Wu Tang Clan plays in 
the air. But what's this?! Someone, it looks like Ms. Perfect, comes holding a lead pipe. 
Perfect strikes Michelle's knee and back before the other members of MillenniuM come 
and pound on her. But soon Sunny and her group come down to help out Ms. Perfect. The 
ref asks if Michelle can go on. She nods yes like a true competitor she is. Also the ref 
sends the non-participents back to the lockers. All involved disagree but when security 
comes, they quickly change their minds. 
Sunny trotted out of her corner intending to circle to her right, but Michelle charged 
directly at her. Sunny met her towards the center of the ring and the two girls locked up 
immediately. As Michelle struggled to grab hold of Sunny, Sunny quickly grabbed her 
wrist and put her in an arm bar. Michelle's began to squirm and groan as Sunny forced 
her forearm downward to apply more pressure. As Sunny locked the hold in place, 
Michelle began to scream loudly while Sunny kept the pressure on. Finally she dropped to 
one knee, shaking her head back and forth causing her long hair to blow around wildly. 
Sunny released the hold, quickly turned herself around so that she had her back to her 
opponent and then reached back and grabbed hold of Michelle's head with one hand. She 
then raised her other arm over her shoulder and grabbed Michelle's head with both hands. 
She then pulled Michelle's head forward, her shoulder and flipping her into the air. Her 
body somersaulted in midair while catapulting forward and finally crashing to the mat. 
She landed on her backside, her legs spreading apart as her butt crashed against the 
canvas, her long hair strewn wildly about. 
Not allowing her the chance to recover, Sunny ran over to her legs and grabbed hold of 
her ankle. She flipped her onto her stomach and jerked one leg over the top of the other 
one, placing the Michelle in a leg lock. Michelle again began to scream, slapping her 
hands to the mat as she protested loudly. Sunny stood upright, still holding the two legs 
locked painfully together before falling backward to tighten the hold. Michelle screamed 
loudly, shaking her head back and forth and slapping her hands violently against the mat. 
Sunny was in control, rendering her opponent defenseless as she worked on her firm, 
muscular legs. Sunny tried to keep the hold in place for as long as she could so it would 
do the most damage, weakening Michelle's injured knee from Ms. Perfect's attack with the 
pipe.
After struggling to keep the hold for over a minute, Sunny released the grip with her right 
hand while still clutching Michelle's ankle with her left hand. She held her opponent's 
legs entwined together with one hand while reaching up and grabbing hold of Michelle's 
wrist with the other. She then dug her boot into the small of Michelle's back, bending the 
tortured body backward. Sunny stretched her opponent with all of her might as she dug 
her boot further into Michelle's lower back as she shrieked with pain, her body now 
stretched in the shape of the letter "U". 
The crowd began to cheer more loudly for Sunny, wanting her to take advantage of her 
her hurt foe. Sunny continued to pull on Michelle's ankle and wrist with all of her 
strength. After a few seconds Sunny relaxed the grip, only to tighten it again as Michelle 
began to scream. After a few more moments, she released the hold and dropped Michelle's 
stretched body to the canvas. Michelle rolled from side to side, her body wracked with 
pain from both the sneak attack from Ms. Perfect before the match. Not sympathizing with 
her and wasting no time, Sunny reached down toward Michelle's ankles and grabbed hold 
of each of them.
Michelle, face down on the mat, was oblivious and did not resist. Sunny was working 
quickly and efficiently and was leaving Michelle no time to react. Sunny then dragged her 
body over to the side of the ring and hoisted the shapely young legs up into the air. She 
then spun Michelle around so that the back of her legs faced outside the ring. Pulling 
them up as far as she could, Sunny then placed the back of Michelle's legs over the top 
rope, forcing them down. The back of Michelle's knees bent over the top rope causing the 
rest of her body to dangle downward. Sunny as she stepped back, looking over her 
suspended prey. Michelle hung, upside down off of the ropes as Sunny took a second to 
catch her breath, assured that her adversary was trapped.
The crowd was growing increasingly more loud, and Michelle was motionless, her body 
suspended off of the ropes like a carcass. Sunny moved closer and then raised her foot into 
the air directly in front of Michelle's rippled tummy. She then began to stomp her boot 
forward, landing kick after kick into the tan skin of the her opponent. 
After several hard shots,Sunny relented and then grabbed Michelle's legs and tossed them 
back into the ring. Michelle tumbled to the canvas, her body landing in a heap just inside 
the ropes. She rolled onto her side, her body heaving up and down as she tried to recover. 
Sunny took a few seconds and then slowly walked up toward Michelle's arms and reached 
down, grabbing hold of one of Michelle's wrists. She yanked her onto her feet, pulling her 
up forcefully. Sunny walked her forward, Michelle wobbly as her legs tried to keep up. 
Reaching the corner, Sunny turned Michelle around so that she faced the opposite end of 
the ring. Sunny then began to run forward pulling Michelle behind her by the arm. 

As Sunny reached the center of the ring, she came to a sudden stop while slingshotting 
Michelle forward. Michelle raced across the ring, her rubbery legs struggling to keep her 
up, before slamming against the turnbuckle in the corner. Her arms sailed over the top 
rope before coming to rest against it, her back smacking hard against the padded corner. 
Her hair fell over her face, hiding her grimace as her body drooped from the corner. 
Sunny was beginning to move slowly, her body slightly perspiring and she was breathing 
heavily. She began to walk slowly toward her opponent and finally reaching her, came to 
a stop about two feet in front of her. Michelle lifted her head up just as Sunny was raising 
her foot into the air. 
Sunny raised her foot to drive the sole of her boot into Michelle's battered midsection, but 
miraculously Michelle grabbed hold of it with both hands. She squeezed her paws tightly 
around Sunny's foot, trapping it in midair. Sunny struggled violently to free her trapped 
leg, but she couldn't get any leverage with only one foot on the ground. 
Michelle gathered herself, then slowly pushed out of the corner and walked shakily 
forward, still clutching Sunny's elevated foot in her hand. Sunny hopped along behind 
her, her trapped foot a prisoner to her foe. Michelle walked slowly around the perimeter of 
the ring as Sunny hopped along behind her, Bras grew desperate, realizing that her foe 
had a major advantage, but she was powerless to defend herself. 
Slowly regaining her composure, Michelle forced Sunny back into the corner, still holding 
her leg in the air. Sunny's back rested against the turnbuckle as Michelle forced her back, 
pushing her leg backward. She then place both of her hands on the back of Sunny's calf 
and began to force her leg straight up in the air. Sunny began to grunt as her leg was 
forced up and then in toward her body. She looked like a ballet dancer as Michelle pressed 
her leg upward so that it was at a 70 degree angle to rest of her body. Michelle continued 
to drive it backward until it could go no more, Sunny groaning as her hamstring muscle 
flexed from the tension.
Sunny grimaced as her trapped leg was jammed in close to her body, the crowd cheering 
and applauding the amazing turnaround. Michelle then took one hand and grabbed hold 
of the back of Sunny's elevated ankle. She moved her legs back behind her, bracing herself 
as she continued to drive Sunny's legs back with one hand. She then took her free hand 
and pucnhed and also kicked her fists and feet into Sunny's stretched back. Sunny began 
to scream as Michelle entrenched her fist into Sunny's exposed back, pucnhing as hard as 
she could. Her fist disappeared into Sunny's back as Sunny wailed in pain. Finally 
Michelle pulled her fingers away, but still held Sunny's leg erect. Sunny's head drooped in 
front of her as she moaned softly, her long muscle throbbing.
Michelle had turned the tables on her, and even though Michelle was still in pain, she was 
now starting to give some back! Taking a step to the side, Michelle positioned beside 
Sunny while still holding her leg erect. She then raised her leg and bent it at the knee, 
pulling it back before thrusting it forward toward Sunny. Michelle's knee rammed into 
Sunny's back, jarring the older wrestler and sending her screaming to the canvas. Sunny 
collapsed, grabbing her tormented leg and back as she curled into a ball at Michelle's feet. 
She pulled her wounded leg in close to her body, massaging the aching muscle as 
Michelle stared down at her huddled body. 
Just as Sunny had earlier, Michelle showed now mercy and hastily grabbed a handful of 
Sunny's hair, hauling her onto her feet. Sunny rose gingerly, desperately trying not to put 
any weight on her embattled leg. Michelle put her in a headlock and then began to march 
forward, parading her wounded foe to the cheering throng. Sunny hobbled along, trying to 
keep up as Michelle dragged her around the ring by her head. She walked back toward the 
center of the ring and then, grabbing hold of Sunny's wrist, catapulted her forward, 
sending her limping toward the corner. Sunny hobbled across the ring, unable to stop 
herself before her back slammed into the corner. Her head snapped back upon impact, and 
her legs came out from underneath her. Her arms had soared over the rope, and were the 
only thing holding her up.
The tide of the match had changed dramatically as the two warriors stood on either end of 
the ring. Michelle still feeling the after effects of the earlier attack at the hands of Sunny 
and Ms. Perfect, but she's in much better shape than her opponent. Sunny, although in 
control in the beginning, had found out the advantages of youth. Michelle was able to 
sustain the punishment and retaliate, and it was now time to see if Sunny can do the same. 
Her leg on fire and throbbing uncontrollably, she's unable to put any weight on it. As a 
result, she hangs helplessly on the ropes as Michelle was granted more time to recover. 

Taking a few deep breaths, Michelle resumed her assault. She straightened up and then 
took off, racing across the ring toward her dangling foe. Michelle was running furiously 
and upon reaching about the halfway point, leaped into the air and pulled her legs out in 
front of her. She soared higher and higher, her legs extended completely in front of her as 
she spread them open. She rapidly approached Sunny as her body amazingly continued to 
climb. As she approached the corner, her spread legs sailed over the top rope before her 
rippled stomach smacked square into the middle of Sunny's face. Her legs straddled 
Barbie's head which snapped back from the impact as Michelle's taut stomach squashed 
against it. Michelle came to an abrupt stop, the back of her thighs now resting on the top 
rope as her legs trapped Sunny's head between them. She then closed her legs together 
while pulling Sunny's hair to force her head backward. 
The crowd jumped to their feet, amazed at the athleticism of Michelle as she slid her 
crotch up tightly Sunny's chin. Michelle was now sitting on Sunny's throat, her legs 
draped over the top rope, pressing down on Sunny's extended arms. Sunny was helpless, 
her head bent backward and held tightly in place as Michelle pressed her crotch up 
against her chin and squeezed her thighs tightly around Sunny's head, her arms held in 
place beside her. 
The crowd was on their feet, roaring their approval and praising the acrobatic feat. 
Michelle raised her arms over her head, acknowledging their adulation before looking 
down at her astonished foe. Sunny looked up at her attacker, her face strained, a look of 
terror in her eyes. Michelle smiled back at her, taunting her victim before lowering her 
hands to her sides. She then lifted her arms up and SLAP-SLAP gave Sunny two hard 
slaps in the face, one with each hand; the sound of skin smacking skin reverberating from 
the ring. Sunny was completely defenseless and humiliated. She'd never seen anything 
like what Michelle had just done to her, and was fearful of what was yet to come.
All of a sudden two figures come out the audience, Rachel Page and her manager Sexy 
Cindy. Rachel was holding a spray can, the same kind of spray can MilleniuM used to 
spray her. While Cindy distracts the ref, Rachel enters the ring and smacks Michelle in 
the head with the can. Michelle goes down, not knocked out but very much out of it. Page 
quickly leaves the rings as does Cindy. When the ref turns back, he sees Sunny laying 
over Michelle and quickly counts out Michelle. The winner of this match Sunny. As 
Sunny's group comes and helps her, Rachel re-enters the rings and sprays paints a 
Bullseye on Michelle's forehead and "loser" across her stomach and quickly leaves when 
she sees MilleniuM running down to the ring.