Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Arianna Grace or Gigi Dolin or any other former or current WWE women. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Arianna Grace seriously considered quitting the WWE in shame and disgust over what had happened with Gigi Dolin. Because yes, she was ashamed and disgusted of Gigi's behaviour, but that big booty ho had simply done what was expected of her. It was Arianna who had behaved in a manner that was beneath her. And now, she couldn't get it out of her head.
That gigantic bottom jiggling like jelly in an earthquake with seemingly every movement. The sound and feeling of her thighs smacking against them. Gosh, even the sounds that the disgraceful anal slut had made, as she came over and over again. But most of all, the beauty queen thought about how hard and frequently she had cum while pounding that fat ass.
The only saving grace, was it would never happen again. Because she couldn't allow it to. Yes, Gigi had probably told everyone what happened. That Miss NXT had lowered herself to acting like the other women of the locker room. Which was the main reason that Arianna wanted to stay away.
However, she couldn't let the Gigis of the world win. And yes, she now had to accept that some disgusting whores weren't worth saving. But that didn't mean that she shouldn't still try the ones who were worth it. So, for better or for worse, she eventually returned to her apartment the next night, expecting to find Gigi gone. Instead, she found the redheaded anal whore not only still there, but actually wearing one of Arianna's dresses.
"Oh thank God you're here, Miss Grace." Gigi beamed happily, awkwardly standing up and shuffling over to the superior woman, "I was so worried you wouldn't come back."
"Gigi!" Arianna exclaimed with surprise, quickly closing the door and then questioning, "What are you still doing here?"
"Hopefully, waiting for my owner?" Gigi questioned nervously.
"About that. I really, really want to help you. But, after last night? I... I just don't think this is going to work out." Arianna rambled quickly, keeping her gaze down and not looking at Gigi directly. But was eventually became aware of Gigi slowly getting down to her knees, obviously trying not to rip the dress she was wearing, causing Arianna to frown, "That, that means you can go now."
"No! Please, Miss Grace, I'll do whatever you want. Just please, keep me." Gigi pleaded, managing to somehow lean all the way down so that she could press her lips to the top's high-heeled shoes. She then kissed them over and over again, while promising, "I'll wear whatever you want, act like a Lady, and never ever talk back. Just please, keep me as your personal anal bitch.
I, I've never been fucked like that before. And everyone has fucked me. But I swear to God, you're the best. Fuck, it's like you're the one true Alpha female, literally made to pound booty. And you'll probably have the whole of the NXT locker room conquered soon enough. I just, I want to be your first bitch. And experience what it's like to have you all myself, just for a little while."
"I... I..." Arianna stammered, staring down at Gigi in disbelief, before shutting her eyes tight, and admitting with a sigh, "Gigi. I tried to help you, I really did. But, I now realize I was kidding myself. That you can't be helped. That you are what you are, and you'll never change. I'm, I'm sorry, but you're too far gone. You're, you're..."
"Not even worthy of cleaning your boots with my tongue?" Gigi asked with a wicked smile, actually licking those high-heels to emphasize her words, before continuing, "I know, right? That's what I was saying before. That I'm an anal addicted bottom, and that's what I want to be. And that's all you said I should be. Remember? When you were giving me the greatest butt fucking of my life, I was my true self, and so were you.
You told me that I'm nothing but a hole real women should use for their pleasure, and right now? I have the privilege of being in the presence of the greatest Alpha female I've ever met. I really would do anything to be yours. But do you know what would be even better? If you forget this makeover bull-shit, and you let me show you that a top of your calibre should fucking own the biggest, sluttyest bottom, with the biggest, sluttyest bottom."
"Gigi... I can't... I won't..." Arianna protested weakly, and then her eyes went wide, as she heard a sudden ripping. At the same time, Gigi turned around, pressed her face to the floor, and presented her obscenely fat ass, and in doing so, also showing off exactly where the dress was now split, prompting Arianna to question in disbelief, "Did, did you just destroy another one of my dresses?"
"Yes?" Gigi admitted cautiously. It wasn't the plan, but she decided to go with it, "A complete and total disgrace to women everywhere has just proven to you that real women like you will have to share oxygen with disgusting pieces of trash like me. Oxygen thieves, who destroy your beautiful dresses, because all we can think about is getting our asses fucked.
So, what are you going to do about it, Miss Grace? Huh? Are you just going to let me walk out of here, after costing you money? Isn't that a slap in the face? Don't you wanna beat my booty until it's as red as my hair? Teach me a lesson, for being such a disgusting whore? Take your frustrations out on my big fat butt, after your little makeover failed so spectacularly?"
"Shut up, shut up, shut up!" Arianna snapped angrily, "You wanna be punished? Fine! Then keep your stupid mouth shut, and take it like the bitch you are!"
"Yes, Miss Grace. Thank you, Miss Grace." Gigi moaned happily.