Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Liv Morgan or Becky Lynch or any other former or current WWE women. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Liv Morgan had done it. She had finally done it. She had beaten Becky Lynch to become the women's world champion. Yes, this wasn't her first title win, or even her first singles title win, but this one felt extra special, considering everything she had been through to get it. And sure, it wasn't a clean win, and she wasn't cheered for it as she should be. But who cares?
The important thing was, she had a second chance to prove that she was more than just a joke. And more importantly, she could finally get some attention from the women who had been ignoring her. Becky definitely included, but more importantly, her former girlfriend and owner, Rhea Ripley. Once upon a time, Liv had been living her best bottom life, with 'Mami' butt fucking her multiple times a day. God, Rhea really was the best at pounding ass.
As Rhea's favourite bitch, she regularly got her fat little ass fucked, and even double and triple fucked, by Rhea and all the other tops. But then Rhea abandoned her. Humiliated her in a non-fun way. And then, Liv was left with nothing. Not even someone else to top her, just because she had bottomed like, a million times over her decade of being in the WWE.
Hell, hopefully she would get some attention tonight, given that unsurprisingly, a pissed off Becky Lynch approached her, as soon as she got back to the locker rooms. Obviously, Becky couldn't compare to Rhea, but as she wasn't even here tonight, this would definitely be more than enough for Liv's slutty little butt hole. Although, things didn't go quite as she planned.
"Hi Becky..." Liv greeted, as The Man entered the locker room, and then she tried to push her buttons, "No hard feelings, right? I mean, it's not like you've never cheated to win. And Dom made it clear he was going to do something, so you really should have seen it coming. So, I guess you could say, The Man, lost to the better Woman, ha ha ha ha!"
"Ya right." Becky said flatly.
"What?" Liv frowned.
"You won." Becky shrugged, "It's not the first time I've lost, and it won't be the last. But next time, it will be different. I promise you that."
"Yeah, yeah, I'm sure." Liv said dismissively, then questioned, "Well?"
"Well what?" Becky questioned smugly, knowing exactly where this was going.
"Aren't you gonna get some revenge?" Liv questioned.
"I thought you were the one on the revenge tour." Becky pointed out dryly.
"I am." Liv insisted, "But that doesn't mean I don't want to be butt fucked."
"I know. Believe me, I know." Becky said, briefly flashing back to her time in Liv's position, before arguing, "But, if you want to keep that title, and really impress Rhea? You might want to rethink that."
"Why?" Liv whined, before pointing out, "You and Bayley bottom all the time."
"You're not me, or Bayley." Becky countered, "And you never will be."
"Who says I want to be?" Liv huffed.
"Because everybody wants to bum me." Becky pointed out.
There was a brief pause, then Liv questioned, "So, what are you saying, exactly?"
"That you won. You're the champion, and without Rhea around, I'm pretty sure that makes you the Alpha on RAW." Becky argued, "So, you should bum me."
Another brief pause, then they were interrupted by Bianca, "Hold up, Liv the Alpha? Seriously?"
"If anyone is the Alpha, it's me and my girl, Bianca." Jade pointed out.
"And yet, she's the one with the big prize." Becky argued, quickly adding, "Don't get it twisted, I'd love for you two to pound me arse, and leave Liv with nothing. Again. But, there's just something about bottoming to a bottom. Sure, they normally suck at it, and I'm betting this worthless fuck hole will just be the worst. But it'll be worth it, just for the humiliation. Besides, it's the last thing this bitch actually wants."
"Please, as if this bitch will go for that." Bianca said dismissively, closing the distance between herself and Becky, and softly telling her, "Come on, Bex. You don't wanna waste your time with this pathetic bottom. Let The EST get a piece of that big Irish booty of yours. Mmmmmmmmm, because I don't care what anyone says, I own that fat ass."
"Count me in for a bit of it too." Jade grinned, joining her partner in squeezing Becky's butt, "Mmmmmmmm, it really is the best ass in the WWE."
"Really?" Liv whined, "I'm standing right here."
"Yeah, but, you know." Lyra chimed in bashfully, "Bumming Becky actually means something."
"Fine! I'll do it!" Liv snapped.
"Sory hon, that ship has sailed." Bianca said dismissively.
"No, it hasn't." Becky countered, quickly pointing out, "She beat me, in a title match, were our well used arses were automatically on the line. That means she gets to fuck me, anyway she wants, for the rest of the night. But don't worry, lass. There will be plenty of time to fuck me back in the states. On RAW? I'm all yours. I promise."
"I'll hold you to that." Bianca promised, before heading towards the door, "Come on, Jade, let's get out of here. Lyra? I expect you in our room later."
"Yes, Mistress Bianca." Lyra said, then apologetically told her idle, "I, I should go to. My match is coming up soon, and all."
"Good luck." Becky said dismissively, before turning back to Liv, "So, no audience, huh? That's disappointing. But, that doesn't mean we can't still have fun?"
"Yeah..." Liv said, before smirking once everyone was gone, "But, you said it yourself. I get to fuck you in any way I want. So, why shouldn't I just order you to fuck me?"
"You could." Becky shrugged, "Then what? Rhea comes back, and maybe fucks you one time? If you can hold onto that title for that long. Or, make everyone actually want to top you. Hell, make us all wanna top you again. I mean, it worked for Alexa, didn't it? And Bayley? Just when we started getting sick of them, they started winning, and..."
"And then they got butt fucked." Liv grinned excitedly, momentarily distracted by what this could mean for her. Of course, she first had to get the hard part out of the way, and then pouted, "But, I've never done it before. I, I don't know what I'm doing. Will you help me, Mistress Becky? I mean, Becky? Slut? Will you help me, slut?"
"See, you're already getting it." Becky beamed, before whispering, "This is the part where you order me to bend over."
"Oh, right." Liv said awkwardly, taking a deep breath, then ordering, "Bend over."
"Yes, Mistress Liv." Becky quickly replied and obeyed, then added, "Remember to grab a dick. Ideally, a nice 12 inch strap-on. We can work with whatever you choose. But, a strap-on will be more effective, if you can even pretend to be a top. Mmmmmmmm, and lube. Never forget the lube. Even when dealing with a used-up whore hole like me loose arse hole."
Honestly, Liv was only half listening, given she was staring at Becky's big butt, which was practically bursting out of the tightfitting outfit she was wearing. Given they were in Saudi Arabia, they were still covered up, with Becky wearing a tuxedo design, while Liv was in all red, both costumes a nod to Britney Spears. However, even when dressed as a man, The Man was all woman.