Tit For Tat (A Sis For a Mom)

Menace 7
Dec. 22, 2003
Starring: Sean Studd and Trey Vincent
Writer: Paul L and John Leary

The WWC was a harvesting plantation for superstars of the future. For weeks the World Wrestling Corporation has been debuting the newest of all stars into the wrestling scene. Some wrestling smarks have considered the WWC as the new hunting grounds for the best talent that was never discovered...but one man didn't need the WWC to become a star. This man only needed a microphone in one hand, and a female's genitalia in the other. This man was the same man who embarrassed his long time enemy last week, and a man who just so happened to be coming to the ring. The fans immediately recognized the theme song of 'Paradise City' and rose to their feet in cheers for the top tier face in the WWC. The young egomaniac himself...Sean Studd. The theme song blasted into it's hard rock chorus, allowing Sean Studd to strut his way past the curtain and towards the stage. He wore his generic denim pants and his black open vest; and of course, always with him, was a bright smile and a microphone...the young Studd came out here to entertain once again.

The sports entertainment icon strutted his way down the ramp, making sure to give some passing glances to some of the more attractive female fans in attendance. It was at one point where Sean slowly neared one certain fan, who seemed to be a very vuluptuous brunette. Studd lowered his tinted sunglasses, to peer into her eyes. It was at this moment Studd cracked a sinister grin, as he pulled at his jean's and reached into his pants. The females in attendance quickly screamed orgasmically, as they looked to near the barricade for a sneak peak. But Studd was quick and swift and quickly removed...a pair of keys.

'Room 242, the Presidential Suite...11:30, be there,' he said with a wink as he grabbed the female's hand and placed the keys in the open palm. The brunette smiled brightly and blushed as she secured the keys into her pocket and winked back at Studd. Some of the male fans chanted for Studd, while the others (the player haters *cough* wrestling planet *cough*) snickered at Sean Studd. Studd shrugged and resumed his journey to the ring, where he quickly slid in and spread his arms out to the people. After a few moments of showmanship, Studd raised an open palm in the air; signaling for his music to calm down, and for the lights to stop their light show. With a quick snap of his arm, he quickly pulled out his microphone from his side pocket and slowly moved it to his mouth.

'You know, when I look out into this crowd of the native people of Albany, New York'

Yeah, Studd loved Mick Foley's policy on the cheap pop; and the crowd didn't object either.

'A quote comes to mind. A great man once told me, and the world that watched him...and I quote...'I've all around the world...east coast, west coast, up and down; but the chicks in Albany, New York are the hottest GIRLS AROUND!' a loud pop came from the crowd as Studd smiled after his quote, 'And that could never be more true. And we all know how the Studdster treats beautiful women, now don't we? I mean, if you don't know; just ask a very personal friend of mine; Jennifer Vincent. After all, when I left her...she became a parapalegic...so be warned ladies, after a night with me, you might not have the strength to get that cigarette'

A good resounding cheers from the females in attendance.

'But honestly, folks, last week...I must admit...was a bit much. After I saw the face of Trey Vincent, last week, after I introduced him to my living quarters...I had NO idea that Jenny was still in my bedroom. I, in NO way, wanted Trey to find that out...honestly,' he said in a rhetorical tone, 'But once it happened, and I saw Jenny lying there on my bed...in her white lacey lingerie...I couldn't help myself. I mean, honestly Trey, if she wasn't your sister...I KNOW you'd fuck her too!'

'But please, Trey, don't be angry with me...because I did nothing wrong. Sex Professors around the world agree that the human being is born a sexual being. Is it my fault that your sister was begging for the LEGEND?' Studd said as he looked into his pants, tugging at his belt line, and smiling towards it, 'And it's not like I raped her or anything...on the contrary. The last thing from her lips was no...IN FACT, the only thing she DID say was, MORE. So what was I supposed to do, Trey? A beautiful, well stocked, female lays beneath you and wants more, what are you going to do? Grab your coat, get in your car and drive off?'

'HELL NAW!'

'You give her more...and more...and more...until she passes out from the pleasure, and BABY that's exactly what I did,' he said with a wide grin plastered across his face, 'I mean, I can understand you being mad about me having sexual relations with your sister...really, I can, but you're looking at it from a negative point of view. You're viewing it as your sister being deflowered, your sister having intercourse with one man you cannot like, and you view it as me embarassing you. First of all, Trey, let me assure...as I looked at your sister's body...naked and bare in front of me. Her breasts, so full and strong, her pelvis so tight and shaved...YOU were the LAST thing on my mind,' he said with a perverted smile, gaining alot of cheers from the crowd in attendance, 'And the whole thing about her having sex with a guy you can't stand...oh c'mon Trey, at least I didn't get her pregnant...well, at least I don't THINK I did'

Another sinister grin, followed by a good face pop from the crowd.

'And thirdly, you view it as your sister being deflowered. No, no, no; I may have punctioned her vaginal opening...but let me assure you; the way she moved her hips as I pumped into her (oh no, here we go...we got an Asylum description of sexual intercourse coming), the way her lips wrapped around my shaft, and the way she moved her tongue...I guarentee you that bitch WAS FAR from a virgin when I got to her,' another LOUD pop from the crowd, as Studd began to chuckle, 'But Trey, ultimately...I think you view it as losing your sister. But don't worry Trey, you really shouldn't view it as that; if ANYTHING...you need to view it as; not losing a sister, but gaining...a brother'

Another loud wave of cheers from the crowd, as Studd sinisterly laughed and rested against the corner, hearing the cheers from the crowd...unfortunately, it would be a short lived comedic relief...

As if you had any doubt there would be a response, doubt no more. 'Pussy Liquor' by Rob Zombie hit the speakers, signaling the imminent arrival of Trey Vincent. TV stepped out, smiling, to the surprise of many people. After just being verbally torn to shreds, you would expect Vincent to be about ready to rip Studd’s head off. But Vincent headed down the aisle with a microphone of his own, naturally, and slid under the bottom rope.

Vincent asked for the music to be cut, and had his wish granted.

'Sean Studd. You know, I was listening to you in the back, and knew that all my viewers were in desperate need of some entertainment. I’m a man. I know my beautiful sister has needs. I just thought she had something I like to call...taste.'

The fans began to boo as Vincent began to tear into Studd.

'I mean, after all, my sister never has had the best taste in men. Was I embarrassed? No doubt. Congrats on that. You showed my beautiful sister to the world and talked about banging the hell out of her. And I was upset, no doubt. But. I deal with everything the same way. Life is all about money, booze and women. And I thought to myself, how could I possibly drown my sorrows. And the answer hit me.

'So, I dialed up this woman I hadn’t seen in a while. I had always wanted to throw it in her, but, the timing was never right, I guess you could say. So I called her up. She was all alone. I could tell just by hearing the way she reacted when she learned the Sports Entertainment Icon was on the other end of the voice that she wanted me. Bad.

'So, I went all out on this bitch. We’re talking Kentucky Fried Chicken. We’re talking about a 24-pack of beer. And we’re talking about a long drive back to her house. And Studd. Well. I entered into a place on her that you were once quite familiar with. You had a nice, nine-month long stint with this chick. I think it was the longest you’d ever been with one chick. And you haven’t been back since, just like you always do. Yes, Sean, I penetrated the very spot you were created.

'Because I fucked your mother!'

The crowd was in shock at this.

'And let me tell you, Studd, you want to talk about a fiesta. Your mother’s mouth was like New Orleans, brother! And if you don’t believe me, well, I even flew in the woman who gave birth to you. So WWC fans, please say hello to the hottest MILF...mother I’d like to fuck...Samantha Studd!'

It was at this moment that she arrived. The fans expected some sort of old female who were an aging disco queen, but what they got...was something FAR better than Sable. This woman was an ultimate M...I...L...F. Think of 'Stacy's Mom' and the female who plays the mother, that would be Samantha Studd. The woman who gave birth to Sean Studd soon appeared from the entrance ramp, wearing a very provacative attire; gaining the attention of nearly all of the men in attendance (excluding the few homosexual ones; you know...Cimon, Wyatt, etc.). She was wearing a black halter top, that just barely exposed the bottom of her C Cup breasts. And her body was one of a model; with curves that a young teeanger dreamed of. She was all woman...no doubt about it. Trey just smiled widely as he twirled her in her arms and planted a deep kiss on her. Sean Studd, in the ring, just closed his eyes and faced the floor; unable to view the disgusting show of affection.

'Hey, c'mon Sean, you said it yourself; the human being is a sex driven entity. And if your mother just wasn't satisfied with Big Daddy Studd back at home, than I guess she needed to go from a zero...to a hero,' Trey said with an arrogant grin, 'And did you know, Sean, that you were born of a one minute sexual activity? That's right, Mr. Studd's father is a one minute man...I wonder if it runs in the family,' he laughed out loud, 'And why are you looking so shocked? C'mon you had to have know this was coming...the way your mother stared at me when I first met her last year...the way she ran her hand down my leg...and the way she played footsie underneath the table...it was right in front of your face! Sean...you look at it like I've entered the hole where you once came from...'

Sean could only grimace at the mere thought.

'But look at it this way...at least you can now be justified in calling me....a mother fucker'

The crowd jeered (except for the TV smarks, who cheered), as Studd ran his hand across his mouth in disbelief. The Studdster was speechless for the first time in his WWC tenure. Trey simply eyed Studd with a wide smirk, keeping his arm secured over Mrs. Studd's waist, and slowly caressing her rear end behind the thin skirt she wore. Trey lifted his eyebrows at Studd and licked his lips, as if mocking Sean heavily. The fans jeered heavily at Trey; but they slowly stopped as Studd slowly raised the microphone to his lips...

'I have to admit it Trey...you shut my ass up,' he said with a straight face, as Trey nodded and yelled out 'ya damn right I did, 'I mean, I may have fucked your sister; but you had intercourse with the womb in which I was extracted from,' he said with another grimace of the face and chill up the spine, 'So in a way, Trey, you really fucked me over on this one, didn't you? I mean, you just took my emotions, my feelings, and within a few short moments of listening to your annoying little bitch voice...you turned this war upside down, didn't you?'

'Thanks Captain Fucking Obvious,' Trey butted in egotistically.

Studd, again, took a moment to go into a deep thought. It was amazing to the fans to see Studd this silent at a time like this; where this young man was usually full of a million and one insults...he was now filled with nothing but detest, anger and remorse...something pretty new to Sean Studd. Studd eyed Trey angrily, as Trey flashed a smile back at his foe. But it was at that moment that Studd suddenly cracked a grin...

'And I'm happy for you'

'What the fuck?' Trey mouthed, 'You're happy? You're actually happy that I probbed your mother deep into her womb, making her swoon loudly and scream in a rush of orgasmic pleasure. What kind of sick fffffffreak are you?!'

Studd could only chuckle as he raised his microphone back to his mouth (even the crowd was a bit curious as to why Studd was laughing), 'Trey, I think you need to know a story about my mother dearest over there. First of all, HI MOM, nice to see you again...although I wish it were in a better setting than this,' he said waving off to his mother, 'But mom, did you tell the story of you and dad? Did you tell him why you're alone and why you live with no one but yourself these days?'

'Hey, Trey Vincent knows exactly why, Sean. You're momma wasn't pleased...with your dadday. So they broke up, divorced...and now, she's MINE...long story short, right?' he said with a wide grin....but Studd, still chuckled.

'Well, that's half of the story...but did she tell you the REAL reason they divorced?'

It was at this moment that Trey squinted his eyes and looked over at Samantha, who looked a bit worried.

'You see, Trey, it IS true that they broke up because of problems in bed. But my father told me the whole story, in his own form of BLUNTness,' he began, 'You see, it all began in the year of 1993; my father, a realtor for a large global company, had to leave our home to go to California to show a very expensive house to a very wealthy family. And because of my father's work obligations, my mother's trip to Cancun with my father...looked to be cancelled. And although my mother TOLD my father she had cancelled...she didn't, and decided to venture off into Cancun, Mexico...alone'

'Yeah yeah yeah,' Trey interupted, 'So she went to Cancun, fucked numerous teenagers and drunken mexicans; got alot of sexual pleasure and returned home to an angry husband. Let's not bore me to death here, Sean; I told you...I know the story'

'Will you please, for the love of god, SHAAAAAAADDDDAAAAAPPPP~!!!!' Studd loudly exclaimed, bringing the fans in an uproar of cheers, 'Trey, for once in your life, shut that large gaping anus you call a mouth, and allow to tell this story. You are correct, she did sleep around and have alot of relations...but there is one BIG mistake she made...and do you know what that is?....she didn't believe in the use, of condoms...'

Trey smiled widely and interjected once more, 'And neither do I'

It was at this moment that Sean Studd ROARED in laughter. Trey Vincent cocked an eyebrow up and leaned over to kiss Samantha on the cheek, but she suddenly cowered away and began to massage her arm...something was wrong. Trey Vincent was completely confused in what the hell was going on with Sean Studd, was he cracking up...or was something up?

'Well, Trey, buddy. Let’s say that she returned home with a lot of new presents for my Dad. But my Dad didn’t really like any of ‘em, so he decided to walk out on her.'

'Presents?' Trey questioned, still not quite getting it.

'Oh, you know. A face full of sores. Genital warts. My dad said if they could have a human exhibit for the largest collection of crabs on the planet, my mom would have been the star attraction!'

The fans were laughing as the revelations were coming out. Samantha Studd covered her face in shame as Vincent suddenly put some distance between himself and Studd’s mother. He grabbed at his face, fearing he might have something allready showing on his lips. Then he began scratching his crotch, perhaps psychologically, just out of the thought that Studd’s mom might be infected. Or perhaps his itching was real.

'Is this true?' Vincent roared at Studd’s mom.

'Oh yeah, Trey, my mom has got it going on. And I think everything she’s got going on, you’ve got crawling on YOU now! And believe me that she has had just about EVERYTHING going on with that infected body of hers. If they had a competition for Miss STD, my mom would have won every year these last 10 years!'

'Wait, wait, wait. That isn’t possible. Samantha. Honey. I’m gonna ask you straight up right now to answer my questions. And tell me the truth for God’s sake. Do you have herpes?'

'Probably,' she answered.

'The clap?' Trey asked, his voice getting a bit worried.

'Yep,' she responded.

'Gonorrhea?' Trey said, getting very stressed out.

'Yep.'

'Syphylis?'

'No.'

'Phew,' Vincent said.

'Wait, what was that last one.'

'Syphylis?' Trey repeated.

'Oh, yeah, had that too. Sorry, hard to keep track.'

'You fucking rat bitch! Why didn’t you tell me you were a walking disease? Do you have any idea what a big star I am?'

'Big star?' Studd asked. 'Well, the only thing shining on you right about now is probably your dick! Bright red!' Studd said, laughing.

*WHACK*

But within a few seconds the laughter stopped, as static filled the airwaves. The fans looked on in shock, as Studd immediately dropped his microphone. For on the top of the ramp, resting in her own pool of blood, was Samantha Studd. A livid, Trey Vincent, heavily grunted behind gritted teeth, as a shattered microphone remained in his grasp. It was in a split second, but Trey had taken his tool (Microphone) and shattered it over the skull of Sean Studd's mother. No matter how terrible of a mother she was, or what she even did; it was still his mother. For once, in Studd's professional life, he showed nothing but RAGE. Behind red eyes, Studd quickly slid out of the ring and made a b-line at Trey Vincent. TV, finally lifting his head up from his prey, watched as Studd charged and quickly retreated to the backstage area.

Studd quickly knelt beside his bloody mother and began roaring for help. EMTs rushed to the scene, as Studd began to assist them in getting his mother on a stretcher. Blood stained the steel stage, as Studd curled his lip in anger and muttered beneath his breathe, 'You went too fucking far, Trey'

NEXT CHAPTER: Trey Vincent/Osyrus vs. Sean Studd/Bobby Minio >>

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