Queen Voodoo



Part 2





The so-called elimination tournament went pretty much the way Tita 

anticipated it. 



Queen Voodoo dismantled three other hapless opponents in much the same 

style as she had with pitiful Debbie Slade.   The wild woman from Haiti 

simply beat them to proverbial pulp.  Now, the only obstacle that stood 

in her path was Tita.  And Tita was well aware of the formidable threat 

to her title. 



For the first time since she'd won the championship, there was serious 

speculation to the effect that she was about to be dethroned.  Worse 

yet, they gave her no chance whatever against Queen Voodoo.  Tita was 

being written-off as mere roadkill.  The insiders and oddsmakers made 

her a huge underdog.  And who could blame them. Judging from the way 

Queen Voodoo had mauled her previous opponents, how could Tita possibly 

survive?  



Here was Tita Del Rio, a mere munchkin at 5'4" and 164 pounds defending 

her title against this female gargantua who stood slightly over 6 ft. 

tall and weighed in at 212 pounds.  Few felt that Tita could overcome 

such a substantial height and weight advantage let alone the awesome 

strength and viciousness of Queen Voodoo.  She was in a class all by 

herself with 19 1/2 biceps and 30" thighs. 



But in the weeks preceding their showdown, Tita concentrated only on her 

training.  Somehow, she was able to ignore the hype and media 

intimidation.  There had to be some strategy, some way to bring Queen 

Voodoo down.  And Tita believe that strategy had to include speed.  She 

worked on improving her speed and quickness realizing that it would be 

unwise to tackle the black Amazon headon.  Pitting strength against 

strength or attempting to match muscle against muscle would be a sure 

way to lose the match.  This time, Tita would employ an altogether 

different battle plan. 



Like all championship bouts, this one was scheduled for the best two out 

of three falls with no time limit.  Queen Voodoo sported a body-hugging 

leopard leotard with a bare midriff.  She smirked across the ring at 

Tita who was wearing her usual "lucky" black halter and white lycra 

shorts.  Tita ignored her nemesis completely even as they stood toe to 

toe and received final instructions from the referee.  The fans sensed 

that they were about to witness another classic mismatch as Queen Voodoo 

hovered above the much shorter champion. 



But Tita's legion of loyal fans gave her rousing support as the bell 

sounded and she warily emerged from her corner.  Queen Voodoo called 

Tita on with gestures and a taunting grin.  As their hands and bodies 

locked in the center of the ring, Tita suddenly realized her mistake.  

Never before had she felt such awesome strength.  Queen Voodoo was 

simply overpowering and Tita quickly melted to her knees as the Queen 

bore down on her.  



Luckily, Tita was able to slither from her grasp, slip behind her and 

grab the the huge Haitian around the waist.  Tita's own 17" guns swelled 

and trembled as she swept her rival off the mat and then slammed her 

hard to the canvas on her butt.   More embarrassed than hurt, Queen 

Voodoo bellowed and clambered to her feet.  But this time, a perfectly 

timed flying dropkick caught her in the chest and kisser.  Anyone else 

would have been flattened as Tita lashed out furiously with her feet.  

But Queen Voodoo remained on her feet, staggering backward and nearly 

going down to one knee.  The black giantess shook her dreadlocks wildly 

as she tried to regain her wits, but a second dropkick sent her 

sprawling to her back. 

  

Tita pressed her advantage, stomping at the prone body at her feet..  

The leather soles of Tita's wrestling boots left their imprint on the 

Amazon's head and body.  She writhed and rolled on the canvas trying to 

avoid Tita's flailing feet.  Unaccustomed to such treatment, Queen 

Voodoo screamed in protest as she made it back to her knees amid a 

torrent of kicks. 



A savage knee to the back of the neck silenced her momentarily.  Tita 

then muscled her upright just long enough to snap her head over heels 

with a wicked flying mare.  The two-hundred pounder looked to be a rag-

doll as she was flipped onto her back. All bets were suddenly off as 

Tita was quite clearly dominating the match.  Queen Voodoo appeared 

confused and groggy as Tita moved in behind her and applied a standing 

facelock. 



But this time, a sudden elbow thrust caught Tita squarely in the gut.  

The facelock was broken and Tita was gasping.  With surprising speed, 

Queen Voodoo spun around on her knees and caught Tita with a power punch 

to the belly.  Instinctively, Tita lunged at her foe, but she was 

dragged down to the mat by the hair.  Both women were now grappling 

frantically for control as they rolled over and over on the mat.  But 

when they finally stopped, it was Tita who found herself being scissored 

breathless between  gargantuan thighs.   



Moving quickly to control , the black Amazon secured a full-nelson while 

her thighs continued their crushing pressure around Tita's ribcage.  

Barely thirty seconds had passed, but Tita was huffing and puffing, 

fighting for every breath.  She instinctively tried to bridge out of the 

scissors, but thirty-something thighs ground her back down to the mat.  

Worse yet, the full-nelson was about to snap her neck.  Tita realized 

the desperateness of her situation.  She'd never before been this 

helpless.  The more she squirmed, the greater, the more unbearable the 

pain.  Her body was almost invisible between those monstrous thighs as 

Queen Voodoo sent a last shuddering blast of power through Tita's 

tortured body. 



Tita was barely able to whisper a submission as the numbing pain of the 

scissor and full-nelson combination had her on the threshold of 

unconsciousness.  She did however, manage to feebly wave an arm.  The 

referee tugged at Queen Voodoo's arms as he ordered her to release Tita.  

But the ruthless Queen refused to obey his commands and continued 

wreaking havoc for another minute or so. 



The decisive and sudden finish to the first fall was not a good omen for 

Tita who slumped in her corner while her handlers splashed cold water in 

her face.  They were almost frantic as they had only three minutes to 

revive her.  She appeared to be totally sapped of strength as she 

wobbled out of the corner to meet the awesome Haitian.  Well aware of 

Tita's condition, Queen Voodoo swarmed all over her with a withering 

barrage of knees, elbows and forearms.  



Unbelievably, Tita somehow stayed on her feet but was driven back into 

the ropes.  The referee looked like he might call the bout at any second 

as the giantess then proceeded to press Tita overhead like a human 

barbell.  Then, howling like an enraged beast, she slammed Tita into the 

mat.  The ferocity of the bodyslam was like nothing anyone had ever 

witnessed.  The entire ring seemed to buckle as Queen Voodoo repeatedly 

drove Tita headlong into the canvas.  After a fourth and final bodyslam, 

she covered the prone and motionless Tita for the pin.  It turned out to 

be a mere formality as the referee counted the champ down and out.  The 

second and deciding fall had come to an end in less than five minutes.  

It was hardly a popular outcome as a cascade of boos flooded down on 

Queen Voodoo.  But she sneered defiantly at her detractors as the 

referee raised her arm and a reluctant world was forced to crown her as 

"the toughest woman in the world."