Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Candice Michelle, Mickie James, Torrie Wilson, Victoria or any WWE/WWF stars for that matter.
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Mickie James had wrestled on the independent circuit for a long time before finally making it to the WWE, and then had spent two years in their developmental system OVW because she wasn't the type of blonde model Vince McMahon loved so much. As a result she was used to placing an icepack or a packet of frozen peas against a bump or a bruise.
What she wasn't used to was lying flat on her stomach while an icepack rested against her aching ass hole, Mickie still blushing over the ruthless butt pounding she had taken earlier in the day from Candice Michelle.
Again Mickie wasn't sure what had happened. Well, she knew what had happened, she just wasn't sure why. She wasn't sure why she had given up her ass so easily to another woman when as a wrestler she was supposed to be all about dominating members of her own gender.
To make matters worse it wasn't another wrestler, but a model who fucked her up the ass, Mickie overwhelmed with shame over what she had allowed to happen. Even more shameful was the fact that Mickie was unable to stop thinking about Candice Michelle and the amazing pleasure the other brunette had given her just by violating her big bottom.
Just then her phone rang, Mickie scrambling to answer it while trying to move her body as little as possible. Eventually she bought the phone to her ear and mumbled, "Hello?"
"Hey Mickie?" Candice cheerily greeted her down the phone.
"Candice!" Mickie exclaimed, lifting her face out of her pillow in surprise, "How did you get this number?"
Candice giggled, "Oh, I have my ways."
Not liking the sound of that Mickie glared, "What do you want?"
"Oh, nothing." Candice lied, before grinning wickedly, "I'm just lying here, thinking about your big fat butt."
"Candice..." Mickie warned, trying to sound threatening and failing miserably.
"I bet you're doing the same thing." Candice interrupted, "I bet you're doing the exact same thing I am and dreaming of your big fat ass bouncing up and down on my cock, those big meaty cheeks jiggling like jelly as I pound up into your stretched little butt hole. Ha, well... not exactly like me. You see, I have Victoria's fat ass bouncing on my cock. Mmmmmmmm, it did make such an awesome substitute, but it's your ass I want. Ohhhhhhhhh yeah, I love passing Victoria's ass around like the piece of meat it is, but I want your succulent rump. I wanna skewer that rump on my big dick, stretch it out real good and then pass you to Torrie and let her have your little fuck hole. I want it, and I want it now. Mmmmmmm yeah, get your fat ass over to room 6 so me and my best friend can treat you like the ass whore you are!"
With those words Candice hung up the phone, leaving Mickie dumbfounded. Well, even more than before. Then after about a minute of just lying there Mickie awkwardly yet quickly got up, pulled up her skirt and panties and then shuffled her way to the hotel room Candice told her to get her fat ass too.
The entire time Mickie kept reminding herself why she shouldn't, that she had already had her fill of humiliation/anal abuse today, but she just couldn't help herself. Her cunt was practically burning with desire, an overflowing volcano to match her gaping ass hole which was both aching from cock and aching for cock.
She didn't even hesitate when she reached the correct hotel room, although Mickie did let out a little squeak as the door swiftly opened to reveal Candice Michelle, naked except for a huge strap-on around her waist, the other brunette grinning wickedly before pulling Mickie inside, pushing her up against the wall and kissing her the second the door closed.
The impact of her back against the wall caused Mickie to let out a gasp, something which Candice used to her advantage, although Mickie didn't exactly push her away or try and remove her tongue from her mouth once Candice had made her move.
After about a minute of kissing a familiar voice called out, "Well, let's see that fat ass!"
The next thing Mickie knew she was bent over and there were multiple hands on her butt, two of them belonging to Torrie Wilson who purred, "Nice. Very nice."
"You think it's nice now, just wait until you seen this big ass in its full glory." Candice slowly bragged, grabbing on to the waistband of Mickie's short skirt and pulling it down slowly, revealing to her BFF her new bitch's bottom.
"Wow." Torrie sighed in contentment, completely dumbstruck for a few seconds before laughing, "Oh my God, she even wore a thong!"
"OMG, you're right!" Candice laughed, rubbing the smooth, thick flesh of Mickie's ass as she followed up with, "Oh Mickie, did you wear this just for me?"
"No." Mickie lied weakly.
"What was that?" Candice growled, smacking Mickie's big butt hard enough to make the meaty cheeks jiggle.
"Ahhhh!" Mickie cried out before whimpering, "Yes."
"That's what I thought." Candice said sternly, before slipping her fingers and to the waistband of Mickie's thong, "Now, let's give Torrie a proper look at your fat ass!"
With that Candice slowly pulled down Mickie's underwear, completely exposing her ass and prompting Torrie to practically moan, "Damn, now there's an ass which needs daily fuckings."
"Oh, I'm working on it." Candice giggled, "But it's as lick-able as it is fuck-able, so do you want to have a taste? Or just go straight to the butt stuffing?"
"Well, I normally prefer being the one getting her ass rimmed, but that's one tasty looking tushy!" Torrie said before licking her lips.
"Oh trust me, it tastes even better than it looks." Candice prompted.
"Mmmmmm, tempting. But I have a better idea!" Torrie said before turning to her bitch, "Victoria, get over here and bury your face in that ass!"