"Evening Betty... that was quite the show out there." spoke one of Touko's many attendants. "We were concerned for how well a match with Tom it would play out in practice, fun as it seemed in concept. We were right to assign it to someone as dependable as you."
"Oh, uh, thank you very much. You flatter me really..." she replied, turning as the attendant walked in to ensure she was directly in front of her at all times. The attendant seemed to notice this and raise an eyebrow, earning a nervous smile from Wonder Bust, whose ass clenched ever tighter around you. You'd likely be impressed at just how powerful her glutes were, if not for the fact they were smothering your entire existence at the moment.
The assistant continued, "And because of that dependability, we've come to ask you to... well, help us out of a bit of a bind."
Forgetting her situation, if only for a moment, Wonder Bust seemed concerned. "Oh? What's the matter?"
"Well you see, our advertised main event tonight was going to see Ally Wilson squaring off with Valentina Williams." she explained. "But... well, Wilson is out. Apparently she fractured her elbow in a recent match and didn't see fit to tell anyone about it. She was actually planning on wrestling with it until our medical staff ruled her out earlier tonight."
"Oh my, that's awful! Poor girl..." Betty replied, dejected. "I hope it's not too serious."
"Yes, it's quite unfortunate, and it puts us in a tricky place. We ran an angle earlier, showing her laid out and made it seem like Williams injured her ahead of their match." the attendant continues. "But we still can't rightly go without a main event... so the plan is to send Tina out there, gloating about what she's done. And then someone comes in to interrupt her and challenge her, taking Ally's place. Now... given your heroic character, it seems only appropriate that you would be the one to right such a wrong."
Betty's eyes slowly widened as the meaning gradually dawned on her. "You... want me to wrestle again?"
"I know it's not common or ideal, but to be honest, we're a bit shorthanded right now, given the situation." she remarked with a sigh. "Management would greatly appreciate you doing this for us."
"Y-Yes I'm sure, and main eventing is always a great opportunity, but the thing is, er..." Betty stammered, trying to figure out how to avoid this. Wonder Bust was always a terrible liar, mostly due to lack of practice. She was kicking herself for being such a goody-two-shoes right now.
"You'll be well compensated for working double duty!" the attendant assured her.
"N-No, that's not the problem, it's just that uhhh..." she stuttered.
The attendant approached her, and Wonder Bust backed away, her hands clasping around her asscrack to hide you, and in the process threatening to shove you just that little bit further in. The assistant asked, "Oh God, you're not injured too, are you?"
"No! No, I'm fine!" Betty quickly replied, and then winced, realizing she could've totally just said yes to that! Dammit!
"Then what is it?" the attendant asked, an impatient foot tapping the floor.
Betty's eyes darted back and forth, looking for some way out. But she found none. With a sad sigh, she relented, "...I'll be there."
"Good, good! Thank you so much, Betty." the attendant answered cheerily. "We've already got Tina making her way out there now. Head on out to the curtain and wait for your cue. Good luck out there!"
She gave her a friendly smack on the ass, that sent your whole body quivering along with her rippling flesh. As the attendant walked out, Betty lamented what she just walked into. "Ohhh, what kind of sitcom zaniness is this...? I mean like, how am I supposed to work with this?! Is there any way out of this mess now...?"
Wonder Bust positioned herself back in front of the mirror and turned back to stare worriedly at her ass... just what was she to do? Did she even have a choice?
"Oh, uh, thank you very much. You flatter me really..." she replied, turning as the attendant walked in to ensure she was directly in front of her at all times. The attendant seemed to notice this and raise an eyebrow, earning a nervous smile from Wonder Bust, whose ass clenched ever tighter around you. You'd likely be impressed at just how powerful her glutes were, if not for the fact they were smothering your entire existence at the moment.
The assistant continued, "And because of that dependability, we've come to ask you to... well, help us out of a bit of a bind."
Forgetting her situation, if only for a moment, Wonder Bust seemed concerned. "Oh? What's the matter?"
"Well you see, our advertised main event tonight was going to see Ally Wilson squaring off with Valentina Williams." she explained. "But... well, Wilson is out. Apparently she fractured her elbow in a recent match and didn't see fit to tell anyone about it. She was actually planning on wrestling with it until our medical staff ruled her out earlier tonight."
"Oh my, that's awful! Poor girl..." Betty replied, dejected. "I hope it's not too serious."
"Yes, it's quite unfortunate, and it puts us in a tricky place. We ran an angle earlier, showing her laid out and made it seem like Williams injured her ahead of their match." the attendant continues. "But we still can't rightly go without a main event... so the plan is to send Tina out there, gloating about what she's done. And then someone comes in to interrupt her and challenge her, taking Ally's place. Now... given your heroic character, it seems only appropriate that you would be the one to right such a wrong."
Betty's eyes slowly widened as the meaning gradually dawned on her. "You... want me to wrestle again?"
"I know it's not common or ideal, but to be honest, we're a bit shorthanded right now, given the situation." she remarked with a sigh. "Management would greatly appreciate you doing this for us."
"Y-Yes I'm sure, and main eventing is always a great opportunity, but the thing is, er..." Betty stammered, trying to figure out how to avoid this. Wonder Bust was always a terrible liar, mostly due to lack of practice. She was kicking herself for being such a goody-two-shoes right now.
"You'll be well compensated for working double duty!" the attendant assured her.
"N-No, that's not the problem, it's just that uhhh..." she stuttered.
The attendant approached her, and Wonder Bust backed away, her hands clasping around her asscrack to hide you, and in the process threatening to shove you just that little bit further in. The assistant asked, "Oh God, you're not injured too, are you?"
"No! No, I'm fine!" Betty quickly replied, and then winced, realizing she could've totally just said yes to that! Dammit!
"Then what is it?" the attendant asked, an impatient foot tapping the floor.
Betty's eyes darted back and forth, looking for some way out. But she found none. With a sad sigh, she relented, "...I'll be there."
"Good, good! Thank you so much, Betty." the attendant answered cheerily. "We've already got Tina making her way out there now. Head on out to the curtain and wait for your cue. Good luck out there!"
She gave her a friendly smack on the ass, that sent your whole body quivering along with her rippling flesh. As the attendant walked out, Betty lamented what she just walked into. "Ohhh, what kind of sitcom zaniness is this...? I mean like, how am I supposed to work with this?! Is there any way out of this mess now...?"
Wonder Bust positioned herself back in front of the mirror and turned back to stare worriedly at her ass... just what was she to do? Did she even have a choice?
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May 31, 2023
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