Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Alexa Bliss, or Trish Stratus, any other former or current WWE women. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Alexa Bliss had suffered the worst defeat of her topping career. Yes, the nearly constant butt fuckings she had been receiving lately hadn't helped, but what was far worse, was losing a piece of ass the quality of Sasha Banks. For the short time that she had been hers, Sasha had been a symbol that Alexa had arrived at the top. Now? She was worst than back to square one.
Especially as she had to which Charlotte relentlessly topping her former bitch. And yes, that was mostly about making sure her longtime rival state broken. However, at least some of it had to be about getting to Alexa, and it was definitely working, as The Goddess hadn't been exactly feeling Godly lately. No, she felt more like Little Lexi The Butt Slut.
Luckily, the perfect opportunity to redeem herself had fallen into her lap. However, she couldn't risk the loss in front of the entire locker room. Without at least some form of victory first. Besides, this was something she had wanted ever since she got into the WWE, and now it was finally within her grasp, she wouldn't leave it to chance.
Especially this as this wasn't simply one on one, but a tag team match, in which she was teaming with an infamous bottom, Mickie James. Yes, Mickie was hers, but that didn't mean that there wasn't a very good chance of her bitch would simply lose to her former Mistress on purpose. So, that was why she was here, psyching herself up to knock on a certain hotel room door, which swiftly opened once she did.
"OMG, is that Trish Stratus?" Alexa exclaimed, looking at the other blonde up and down, "Wow, I'm such a big fan. Which, I know sound sarcastic. But seriously, I mean it."
"Oh, I'm sure you are." Trish said sceptically, before grinning, "Wait, I know you. Aren't you Little Lexi The Butt Slut? Mmmmmmmm, I'm such a big fan."
"Alexa Bliss." Alexa corrected firmly, then quickly pointed out, "And, if that's the game you want to play, I'm hardly the only short blonde with a big bubble butt here, who is a former champion, and Alpha female. The difference? I haven't had to retire, because my sloppy co-workers injured me. No, I'm still here, taking names and kicking ass. Mmmmmmm, or more accurately, kicking and taking ass."
"Your point?" Trish pushed.
"Well, in case you haven't noticed, we're scheduled for a tag match at the Evolution PPV." Alexa began her explanation, "And while it's nothing personal, I'm in that match. And you know what that means right? Because, I know it's been a while, but you know what happens around here, when you lose a PPV match?"
"I'm aware." Trish grinned, stepping into Alexa's personal space, "So what? You want a preview? Because all you have to do, is ask."
"Oh, I'm asking." Alexa firmly replied, but quickly added, "But, not for a match, and certainly not me bending over."
"Do you really expect me too?" Trish questioned.
"No, but I do have an offer for you." Alexa explained, opening up her phone, and showing the older blonde, "You remember your girl, Mickie James? Well, just in case you haven't noticed, she's my girl now. My anal loving little bitch, who I butt fuck on the daily. But, since I just can't wait for a piece of your ass, I'm willing to put her on the line this Sunday, permanently."
There was a pause, then Trish just laughed, "Oh sweetie, baby, you're adorable. And hilarious. You know who took Mickie's anal cherry? Me! That means, I'm always going to own that fat ass of hers. So, no matter what she tells you, when you're deep in that big booty. Anytime I want, Mickie is mine. Hell, when push comes to shove, she'll always pick me."
"Maybe." Alexa shrugged, before pointing out, "But, that's not what this is really about."
"It's not?" Trish raised an eyebrow.
"No." Alexa confirmed, stepping forward, until she was practically nose to nose with the other woman, "It's about the chance to take something from me. To show you still have it, as a top. As an Alpha. But, more importantly, it's about a chance to get your big fat ass fucked. Something, which I hear, that Trish Stratus used to be addicted to.
How could you not, with a big fat ass like that, which was clearly made to be fucked? Ooooooooooh yeahhhhhhhh, you were definitely an anal addict. And I'm betting you still are, So much so, you'll risk your ass hole against me, believing you can get revenge on me. But you won't. No, in the end, you, Mickie, and your little girlfriend Lita will all be my bitches."
"You have a point." Trish reluctantly agreed, after a brief pause. She then quickly clarified, "Not about the making me and Lita your bitches, because that's just hilarious. But taking Mickie from you? Taking back what is rightfully mine? Yeah, that does sound like a deal. And honestly? It's been a while since I bottomed, and I can't think of anyone less likely to break me, so it's a win-win."
"We'll see about that." Alexa promised.
"Yes, we will." Trish said firmly, before reluctantly questioning, "So, how do you wanna start?"
"By smacking that big fat ass of yours, duh." Alexa laughed, before pushing, "Ooooooooooh yessssssssss, take off your clothes, Trish. Let me get a look at that body everyone used to drool over. Yes, me very much included. Mmmmmmmm, that's it. Good girl. But don't forget to reply properly. You'll only make this worse for yourself, if you do."
"Yes, Mistress Bliss." Trish said dismissively, even as she continued to do as she was told.