All of the following is complete and total fiction. Not a word of it occurred, nor would it.
The Perks of Being a Podcaster
by MrMaxLord
(MF, oral, cons, anal, ATM)
Chapter 12: Alexa Bliss
*****
"Is there anything I need to know about taking this?" I asked. I was on my back in the middle of a wrestling ring, shooting a comedy bi for my first show back. The guest was on the top turnbuckle. The guest? Alexa Bliss, getting ready to deliver a Twisted Bliss to me while my partner in crime, Logan, sat back with the crew, all of them grinning as Alexa put me through the grueling paces she goes through on a daily basis.
"Nope," she said. "Just lay back and let me take care of the rest. Just stay still."
"Got it." I exhaled and waited. I looked up as this hot little numbed leaped and twisted in the air, landing hard across my body. "Ooof!" I groaned upon impact while all she did was roll off and go for the pin. That was Logan's cue to skid in like a seasoned WWE ref and make the count.
"One...two..three!" he exclaimed. Alexa bolted up and had her hand raised then strutted the ring for the camera.
After a mental ten count I yelled "Cut!" I got to my feet, using the ropes to pull myself over. "Holy shit."
"That's what you get for messing with the champ," Alexa joked. "How much more we have to shoot?"
"Just going to set up in the ring to get some shots of you on the top then my POV of you doing Twisted Bliss and that should be it. You need anything else to cut it together Logan?"
"No, but I'll give her twenty bucks if she hits you with a steel chair."
"Well, that's not PG." I replied.
"And way below my pay grade," she grinned. "How long for the set up?"
"Probably an hour for lighting and all that. So we can make this lunch."
"Great, I'm starving." She hopped out of the ring and went to her bag, taking out a pre-prepped meal. And of course, when she bent over to do that Logan and I couldn't resist taking in a view of Alexa's fine, fine ass.
"Christ man, she's even hotter in person," said Logan. "How is it so many short girls have killer asses?"
"One of the great mysteries of the world, pal." I replied. "Probably something for you to muse over while you're smoking whatever you smuggled back from Amsterdam."
"It was mostly edibles." He replied. "They'd probably just distract from dat ass, but...since it's lunch, I'll see you in a few...maybe...probably. You should probably just come look for me."
And with that, Logan was pretty much done for the day, if not the rest of the week until the actual show started. I got out of the ring myself and made my way towards Alexa while the crew began taking down the equipment to set up the next shot.
"So, what's on the menu?" I asked.
"Oh, this? Just a veggie wrap with some mashed sweet potatoes." she replied.
"Not a big slab of meat? I figured a big time champ like yourself would eat nothing but raw meat and the blood of their enemies."
"Eeww," she laughed. "Well, MAYBE Alexa Bliss, does that, but right now, I'm just plain old Lexi Kaufman eating my vegetables like a good girl."
"There really that big of a difference between Lexi and Alexa?" I asked, taking a seat on the bench right next to her.
"Now? Yes, big difference, back when I was in NXT as the tutu wearing glitter bomb version of Alexa Bliss, yeah, that was a lot more like me, no distinction."
"Yeah, I remember that. I was actually a fan even then."
"Really?"
"Yeah...though I do like myself some heel Bliss."
"I'm sure the tight vinyl mini-trunks help." She smiled a smile that pretty much revealed she knew all to well what she was packing..
"Well, yeah, no hiding that you're hot. But hey, I liked what I saw then, promise. Then you went all bad ass heel manager then heel wrestler...dude I'm just a fan of the entire Alexa Bliss package."
"Well, thanks. I mean, that Alexa is a part of me, don't get me wrong. But it's a part of me I'm just amping it up to eleven. Which, like everyone says, is the key to success in the business. And the key to keeping it is to not live the gimmick. So...I am Alexa...but I can turn her off and just be Lexi. Hence, veggies. Hell, I don't even think I could eat meat now that I have a pet pig."
"So, does Alexa just show up in the ring?"
"Well, most of the times. Sometimes she sneaks out during interviews, so you better watch out, you might get another Twisted Bliss, or even worse, a tongue lashing!"
"Damn, I've seen you work the mic on Raw, I'm scared," I joked.
"Then I guess I'm doing my job," she smiled. "Don't worry though, Alexa is working out most of her aggression right now, so you'll just have to deal with lil' old Lexi."
"Well, that ain't all bad. I like Lexi Kaufman, or what I've seen so far."
"Well, thanks, so does my fiance."
"Well, I'd hope so. Also, wasn't really trying anything."
"I know...but you do have a little bit of a reputation. Just making sure we both know where things stand, and Lexi Kaufman is engaged."
"Cool. Though I do wonder, how did I get a rep to the degree I needed a warning?"
"I have my sources." She grinned at me before taking another bite of her wrap. "I'm guessing you have yours too."
"Well, depends on what you're looking for."
"Any good gyms around here? Preferably twenty four hour ones?"
"Yeah, Mike's downtown. I go there. Just say you're my plus one, you'll get in no problem."
"Thanks. No offense, you don't really seem the gym type."
"None taken." I replied. "I need to head back. Just got back from an extended work vacation. You're actually my first guest back."
"Nice," she said. "Where'd you go?"
"New York. Had an interview to do there and some personal stuff. Then had a nice train ride back. Got in a lot of cardio too."
"Something tells me that cardio you got in is the kind that led to you reputation."
"I can't tell a lie, but come on, give me a clue. Who's letting you in on all this info on me?"
"Well, I can't confirm anything or I might be thrown right into some straight fire..."
"Say no more," I grinned. "Glad to know I made an impression."
"Well, yeah, I'd say being fuck, or as she said it, fook of a lifetime, does earn you some bragging rights. But, like I said, Lexi Kaufman is taken."
"Totally understood and respected. Only light flirtation with no expectations of anything except a recurring guest."
"That's acceptable." She gave me a wink then stood up. "Do you have playback set up? I kind of want to see how that looked."
"Well, it's down until the next set up, but we can take a look before we start shooting." That's when my phone went off. The moment I saw who was calling, I knew I had to to take the call. "I'll be right back."
"No problem." I headed to a secluded place of the bingo hall we were and and answered the phone.
"Three rings? You know how to keep a girl on edge," said Hailee. Just from the tone of her voice I could tell she was smiling. "You busy?"
"Actually, just on lunch." I replied. "It's...uh...it's really good to hear from you."
"Thanks..I was wondering if you were going to call, but then decided to, you know, make a power grab for myself and make you feel guilty for not calling me first all at the same time. I'm fiendish like that."
"Oh believe me, I know that first hand. Still, I'm sorry I didn't call. The moment I got back in the groove it was pretty much all work. This honestly is the first free time I've gotten in a while."
"Hey, I was just kidding. Still, it's nice to know you were thinking about me."
"Well, you're very hard to forget."
"Ditto. So, I take it you've seen your interview schedule?"
"Yes," I said, knowing exactly where she was going. "I did see you scheduled for the week after Anna Kendrick."
"Yeah, I thought that might be fun, and if you don't tire yourself out too much with Anna..."
"Now why would I do that?"
"Please, we're not official or anything and you've got a reputation."
"You're the second person today that's said that."
"Well, it's true. But hey, if it was a bad one I wouldn't be talking to you. That said, if you have a bit of fun with Anna, I'm cool with it."
"Thanks?"