Author's note
This story was co-written with another author called Vintage.
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Alright, let's get this over with, thought the Smackdown GM Stephanie McMahon as she made her way down to the ring.
She had lost a bet to her rival the RAW GM Eric Bischoff and as a result she had to engage in HLA, Hot Lesbian Action, in front of a live crowd. Or at least that was what Eric thought.
Stephanie had a backup plan. She knew Eric had tried to hire a fat and ugly lesbian for her to have ULA, Ugly Lesbian Action, with but little did Eric know that the 'Ugly Lesbian' he had hired was actually Rikishi, one of Stephanie's Smackdown superstars, in drag and together Stephanie and Rikishi were going to be the ones embarrassing Eric, not the other way around.
"Oh Stephanie, Stephanie, Stephanie, you know I've been thinking about this moment for a long time, and by the way, the reason I have two lesbians here with me tonight, I don't know, the French have a term for it, I don't know if you've heard it, menage a trois, you see I never said that we were going to have one-on-one HLA so we're going to have ourselves a little three-way, so ladies why don't we start by losing some of that restricting clothing." Eric said, sounding like a sleazy porn director.
The lesbians, Stephanie didn't know or care what their names were, removed their tops slowly and seductively to reveal their bras but Stephanie was not impressed. She had seen a lot of bikini clad women running around in the WWE for one reason or another for years, and these two were hardly Trish Stratus size in the chest department so Stephanie didn't really pay that much attention. Not that she paid attention to Trish's cleavage.
"And you know, I think you should help Miss McMahon with her jacket." Eric said, breaking Stephanie from her thoughts.
The lesbians approached Stephanie and removed her jacket. They barely touched her and already Stephanie was feeling uncomfortable with this situation. Hopefully Eric would make the mistake of calling out the 'Ugly Lesbian' soon.
"She's looking a little tense perhaps a, backrub may help her out a little bit." Eric said, his voice making Stephanie's skin crawl.
Just when Stephanie didn't think she could feel more uncomfortable the lesbians started sliding their hands over Stephanie's shoulders and down her back and all of a sudden Stephanie didn't feel so uncomfortable anymore. She gritted her teeth and try to concentrate on glaring at Eric but Stephanie couldn't help it. The lesbians hands were so gentle, so knowing, so relaxing, so... good. It was all she could do not too let out a sigh of enjoyment or something. What the hell was going on?
"Oh, no, no, no, we need to loosen her up, how about a, full body massage." Eric said, obviously fighting the urge to smile.
The lesbians slid up and down Stephanie's body, sliding their hands up and down her sides, arms, legs, anywhere that wasn't a particularly sensitive spot and yet each touch felt electric to Stephanie and it was all the billion-dollar princess could do to stay as still as a statue. She could not under any circumstances be seen enjoying this. She could obsess later whether that was what was going on or not but the fact is that right now she couldn't afford even the slightest moan of pleasure, and that was difficult because to Stephanie it felt like she had been fighting the urge to moan now for hours. Oh god were was Rikishi?
"Oh hell with the foreplay, let's get serious, HLA, HLA, HLA." Eric began chanting and the audience soon followed.
But Stephanie barely heard them. To her everything seemed to have melted away except for herself and the lesbians. Time had also suddenly slowed down and she felt like she was having an out of body experience, unable to move or do anything except watch herself standing there helplessly as the lesbians closed in on her. Stephanie watched in horror as one of the lesbians lips were coming closer to her own, and closer, and closer, and closer, and...
"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, not so fast. I've changed my mind. Ladies, your excused."
Thank God, Stephanie thought, she didn't know how much more of this she could take.
When she had come out to the ring Stephanie had expected to feel uncomfortable and she had been dreading the lesbians touching her body, but she hadn't felt uncomfortable, she had felt something far, far worse and she needed to get out of here and just forget this whole horrible night.
Stephanie turned to leave, but she didn't get far.
"But not you Stephanie, not so fast. Oh no, you're not out of the woods yet. See I wanted this, to be the most humiliating experience in your life, which is why I realised that those two little lipstick lesbians just weren't going to get the job done. What we need is someone who hates you, someone who has just been dying for the chance to humiliate you and get a little... payback."
Stephanie frowned for a moment, and then suddenly familiar music hit the sound system.
Turning around as if needing to see it to believe it the billion-dollar princess's mouth hung open as the new WWE woman's champion Trish Stratus made her way down to the ring. Stephanie's frown returned as she wondered what the hell Trish was doing out here.
Unfortunately Stephanie was about to get her answer.
After getting in the ring Trish quickly grabbed a microphone and smiled widely at Stephanie.
"Hi Steph, I know you're probably wondering what I'm doing here, but you know, you really shouldn't. After all, don't you remember how you humiliated me on national television last year? And how your father humiliated me even worse the next week? I guess you thought I'd got my revenge at Wrestlemania 17 right? You know, where I slapped your dad and then kicked your ass all the way to the back and didn't really get punished for it thanks to your mother? Well, that was great and all, but you know, it just didn't seem enough, so I started thinking to myself how could I get the untouchable Stephanie McMahon back. And you know I thought, and I thought, and I thought, and I just couldn't think of a way to get back at you without it costing me my job, and I didn't want that to happen, so I kind of just decided to let it go... until the opportunity to get back at you presented itself... and now it finally has. You see Steph, a couple of weeks ago Eric came to me with this crazy idea of his, and I of course turned it down at first, but then he just kept going on about it and suddenly I realised it was the opportunity I had been waiting for, a chance to truly get back at you, a chance to humiliate you with the whole world watching, without having to worry about any repercussions like losing my job, which is now, thanks to Eric, very much secure even if he's fired, and even then whoever replaces him can not put me in any matches that I don't want to be in and has no right to take any title off me that I may have." Trish explained, clutching her title to her shoulder, "So, I'm safe, I get my revenge, and as an added bonus, I get you!"
It took another few moments for this to truly sink in, but when it did Stephanie went pale with shock and horror, before going red with anger and rage.
"You can't be serious!" Stephanie snapped angrily at Eric.
"Oh I'm deadly serious." Eric said, smiling evilly, "And the beauty of it is that you can't say no."
"What?" Stephanie exclaimed.
