Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Alexa Bliss, or Bayley, any other former or current WWE women. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Bayley tried to tell herself that she had nothing to be ashamed of, as she slowly made her way to the back, and ultimately back to the women's locker room. But she and her opponent were the only women on this show, at a time where it had never been more important to prove themselves, and that had hardly been her best work. Especially as she had lost.
Something she was very used to doing in NXT, but this was for the RAW women's championship. Her first title on the main roster. And she just lost it, to Alexa Bliss, of all people. Back in NXT Alexa had bullied her, and then she did the same thing tonight. Except this time, her bully had taken her title, leaving Bayley more humiliated than ever before.
So, when she was safely inside the locker room, she fell down to her big booty, thankfully on the nearest bench, and then whimpered pathetically. God, the only reason she didn't cry, was because Alexa was about to join her, and that would make things even worse. And that was really, really saying something. Because sure, she had the title for a couple of months, which was better than nothing.
But it was hardly her run with the NXT women's title. Hell, it felt like she had been an afterthought on RAW since day one, and she felt like she had blown her chance to change anyone's mind. And then of course, in came Alexa Bliss, smugly carrying a championship over her shoulder, with a predatory smile on her face. They both knew what she had in mind, and they both knew how this would end...
"You know, I think someone owes me a thank you." Alexa announced her presence,
"For what?" Bayley questioned bitterly, "For taking my title? The thing I always dreamed of? Worked so hard for?"
"Did you? Did you really?" Alexa countered just as bitterly, "Because the way I remember it, no matter how much you lost back in NXT, you got chance, after chance, after chance. And you lost even more on the main roster, until Sasha made Charlotte slip on a banana peel, and now here you are. Not like me. I earned the Smackdown women's title, and I earned this one.
Something you know nothing about. Besides, you should be thanking me. Mmmmmmmm yeahhhhhhhhh, a worthless bottom like you shouldn't be walking around with a championship, pretending to be something you're not. No, oooooooooh, you should be getting your ass hole stretched. Well don't worry, I got you, girl. Ohhhhhhhhh yesssssssss, you and your butt hole belong to me tonight. And from now on, they always will."
"I'm, I'm not a bottom." Bayley protested with a blush, undermining herself by then adding, "Not anymore."
"You just lost a title match?" Alexa pointed out with a raised eyebrow, "What do you think that means?"
"We didn't agree it was Ass vs Ass." Bayley pointed out.
"We didn't need to. It was implied." Alexa huffed.
"I, I don't know about that..." Bayley argued.
"Not that it matters." Alexa said dismissively, smugly pointing out as she held out her newly won championship, "Oh yeah, it doesn't, because now you have to bend over for me anyway, whenever I fucking want a piece of that big fat ass of yours. Because it's mine now. And you know it. Because, as the champion of this brand, that automatically makes me the Alpha female."
"That isn't always true." Bayley pointed out.
"Maybe not for you, but it will be for me." Alexa huffed firmly, before quickly adding, "Bottom line, you lost to me, and I'm champion now. That means I'm entitled to a reward. Mmmmmmmmm, and I can think of no better reward than Bayley's legendary big booty. And can you really say you don't want it, huh? That after everything you've been through, you don't want to just bend over? Oh come on Bayley.
You don't have to pretend with me. But if you really want, you can tell yourself this will be motivation to get back at me. But we both know the truth. Oooooooooh yeahhhhhhhhh, the truth is, you want some dick up your ass. So, are you really going to make me have to beat you again? Or are you going to save us both sometime, and give me that fat ass?"
Poor Bayley shouldn't need to hesitate to reply, in the form of a strong slap to Alexa's smug face. But for better or for worse, she bit her lip, and hesitated, which pretty much confirmed what the ultimate decision would be. Also, the fact that she was still the same bottom she'd always been. And it certainly wasn't like she was actually topping anyone.
No, she had just got a lucky streak for a couple of months, and was now right back to where she started. Only worse, because she could only have one first title reign, and if this set the stage for how her career would go, then things weren't looking good for her. Which wasn't even the worst part. No, that was the fact that Alexa was right, and they both knew it.
Heaven help her, but Bayley craved to be butt fucked. She craved it 24/7, but especially in moments like this, where she had just suffered a devastating loss. This one perhaps worse than the others. So for better or for worse, she slowly got up, and then turned around, so she could drop down to her knees, and bend over the bench she had been sitting on.
Something which had the woman who had just taken a title from her cackle in triumph, before retrieving a strap-on from out of her bag. A nice big strap-on dildo, which had to be at least 12 inches long and 2 thick, which was more than enough to have Bayley's slutty little ass hole quivering with anticipation. And, again for better or for worse, that hole wasn't waiting long for attention.
"Good girl." Alexa had rewarded Bayley with those two words, and a smack to that big booty, right before she retrieved that cock and covered it with lube. She then stared at her prize, for a few long seconds, and then grab that fat ass with both hands, and complemented, "Oooooooooh yessssssss, that's the Bayley I remember. The one who would bend over if a hot girl so much as sneezed in her direction.
Or a guy, for that matter. God, just how many people have fucked this ass, huh? How many people have pounded this big fat ass? Is it too many to count? Ohhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhh, I bet it is. Or at least, too many for you to count, ha ha ha ha!"
"Yes." Bayley immediately whimpered, "It's too many to count."
"But somehow, I'm not one of them?" Alexa said what they were both thinking, before slowly beginning to pull down those tightly fitting wrestling tights, and truly exposing her prize, "Ooooooooooh fuckkkkkkkkkk, it's truly a travesty that I'm like the only girl in this entire company not to fuck this big fat disgusting butt. Mmmmmmmmm yeahhhhhhhhhh, it is. But we're about to rectify that, aren't we?
Ohhhhhhhhhhh yesssssssssss, I don't care what that bitch Sasha thinks, this gigantic booty should have always been mine. And it will be. And hers will be mine too. Oooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh yeeeeeeeeeeesssssssssssss, I'm going to butt fuck and claim you all. But first, kicking your ass has worked me up an appetite. Mmmmmmmmm, and I know just what delicious meal I want to eat."
"Oh yes, eat me, Lexi!" Bayley eagerly agreed, seeing where this was going, "Mmmmmmmm, eat my ass!"
"You first!" Alexa demanded, grabbing hold of the butt-plug she found stretching Bayley's back hole, and shoving it straight into the other girl's mouth, "Ohhhhhhhhh yesssssssssss, taste your bitch ass all over this butt-plug, you nasty ho. Oh fuck, and you seriously thought you could be a top? Or even just a champion? And here you are, wrestling with a plug up your butt? Pathetic.
I bet you can't even remember if this is a symbol of Sasha's ownership of you and your fat booty, or Charlotte claiming the same thing. Not that it matters. Oh no, ooooooooooooh yeahhhhhhhhhhh, because this has always been a free to use fuck hole. And now finally, it's mine. Mmmmmmmmm fuckkkkkkkkkkk, sooooooooooooo goooooooooooodddddddddddd, oooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh Gooooooooooooooddddddddddddd!"