A Wrestler’s Tale: Episode 7
By Dark J

The match was set: Phoebe Flare versus Sporty Ally for the Tri-State Wrestling Women's Championship! And like any REAL main event, we would do a huge build-up for the match. We weren't going to just do the match on the next show. No… we planned some big angles, some mainstream media appearances, and even a match involving the two of us (but not just the two of us) leading up to the title match. And for the first time in TSW history, the match would stream live on the internet for a fee (all of our shows were recorded and offered on DVD and download, then aired on a local sports cable network at a later date), so it was like we were doing our own pay per view, like the bigger promotions! I was so excited to hear that!

The first angle took place on the show following my victory over Living Dead Girl. John O'Reilly, Jr., the co-owner of TSW and Phoebe, his real life girlfriend, were in the ring. I knew they'd be out there by themselves first. I knew they'd be cutting a promo on me. What I didn't know was the exact content of said promo and the visual aid they would be using.

"As you know," said John, dressed in a black suit and tie, "Sporty Ally's career here at TSW has certainly taken a turn for the better. Some of you may be asking yourself 'why?' I would imagine." "Yes," said Phoebe, "I want to know why! I mean… Sporty Ally… she was good back in the day… But… well, she had a couple of kids…" "What are you saying, Phoebe?" asked John, knowing full well what the answer was! "Um," answered Phoebe, sporting a big smile, "have you seen the size of her ass? She lost some of the baby weight, but that ass. It's like twice the size! Sporty Ally has a huge tushy! How does she move with all that junk in the trunk?"

Ouch! Okay… I knew the size of my ass would come up at some point, but during the first freakin' promo of the program?? God… when I got back into wrestling, I had no idea that my ass would be such a hot topic! I mean, I'm a big girl… I can handle it when people make fun of me, but I really do hate the message it sends – basically that every woman should look like a damn Barbie doll! Then there are the people online who love my ass, but in a totally perverted way – they love my wedgies, when I get spanked, that my butt jiggles constantly (gosh, I absolutely HATE that!), and the worst, that they want to smell my ass! I have one guy who keeps emailing me, offering me $500.00 for one of my match-worn leotards, just as long as it hasn't been washed! Who are these freaks?? Anyway, back to John and Phoebe…

"And speaking of Ally, 'back in the day'," continued Phoebe, "those leotards she wrestles in? They fit, 'back in the day,' meaning twenty-five pounds ago!" "Oh, come on, Phoebe!" interrupted John. "That's mean… and an exaggeration…" "You're right, Johnny!" she answered. "I was wrong. More like TWENTY pounds ago!! But seriously, watching Ally wrestle with her huge behind just devouring that skimpy leotard is disgusting! It's WRESTLING champion, not WEDGIE champion, Ally! Lose those leotards and wear something that actually covers that fat butt! Like a TENT!"

[sarcasm] Boy, is that Phoebe funny! [/sarcasm] There were fans laughing, but most of them were booing her. Especially when she suggested that I shouldn't wear my old school leotards! The fans love my high-cut leotards, and I enjoy wearing those leotards for them!!

"Good stuff, Phoebe," smiled John, "but I have something that I think will show us why Ally is suddenly on top! Some JUICY footage, I must say! Roll the video!"

That visual aid I mentioned earlier? Either John or Phoebe recorded me walking out of Sarah's house that morning! You know, the night I slept over by accident? That was the video they were playing for the crowd. Ugh! I repeat… UGH! First of all, I looked horrible. Like… I just got out of bed. Well… because I did just got out of bed! And I was wearing Sarah's sweat pants. Sarah, who's about a foot shorter than me (I exaggerate) and I don't even want to think about the weight difference. Although she does have those HUGE boobs. They are monstrous! Anyway, needless to say, those sweat pants were small on me. Like skintight. I guess since I tend to wear *ahem* tight clothing, I didn't realize how  tight those pants were. My sporty butt crack was just devouring those poor sweat pants! Those pants were boldly going where no man had gone before… and I do mean that! Oh, and to reinforce John's not-so-subtle inference that I was sleeping my way to the top, Sarah had her hand right on my ass! Clear as day. I'm detecting a trend here. Ugh! Yes, I needed a third "ugh."

Well, the crowd loved this, but not in the way that John and Phoebe intended. I didn't get one of those "slut" chants, thank God!! No, they just liked… even LOVED, the idea that Sarah and I slept together. Which we didn't, of course! But still… I did feel a bit violated, and Sarah was legitimately mad. She swore to me that she had no idea that they even had a tape, never mind that they would use it for the angle. She was in tears, in fact. The plan was for Sarah to walk out and confront them first. I would come out later.

So Sarah came running down to the ring. Not the best idea because, no. 1: she was wearing a low-cut top, and no. 2: she was bouncing big-time and of course the crowd started a "show your tits!" chant. Classy! Poor girl… she'll learn. Sarah decided to bypass the whole sleepover thing, and just talk about what a great wrestler I am and why I was deserving of the title match. Of course, this wouldn't be a wrestling angle without some physicality, so the brother and sister began arguing, with Phoebe stepping in and slapping Sarah across the face. Sarah took the blow like a champ, and went after Phoebe. She was the little, spunky heroine… well, little in most places. At this point Johnny grabbed her around the waist and Phoebe slapped her again.

That was my cue. Now it would have looked silly if I came out in my wrestling gear since I didn't have a match, so I needed another outfit. Something that said, 'Sporty Ally,' but not my usual high-cut Adidas leotard. So I bought some… Adidas shorts! Okay, not exactly a stretch, but they did the trick. I wore my hair in pigtails, a dark blue Adidas t-shirt tucked into the shorts (white with dark blue stripes), white tube socks pulled up to the knee and sneakers. Sporty, baby! And sexy, too. I got the shorts small so my butt was hanging out and I had the trademark Sporty Ally wedgie!

So I came running down to the ring. I'm not sure the fans realized who I was at first with my hair in a different style and a new outfit, but they figured it out rather quickly. What gave me away, you ask? Well, as I was running, my butt crack was "eating" up my new shorts, and when I climbed into the ring (having to bend over), the audience got any eyeful of my bare cheeks, much to their delight!

I immediately got in Phoebe's face and said, "Why don't you try slapping me, champ?" She obliged, but I blocked into and held her wrist tightly in my hand. The crowd loved it, as I had a huge "I'm about to kick your skinny ass" look on my face and Phoebe looked scared. Of course, the feud was just beginning and the heels needed to get heat on the babyfaces (giving the faces a motivation for revenge), so I couldn't kick Phoebe's ass just yet. Prince Charming… eh… Johnny Jr. to the rescue!

Now John was supposed to just hold me around the waist so I couldn't get at Phoebe. Even that I wasn't crazy about because… well… John is an absolute creep!!! I kept flashing back to his comments about how my "fat ass" sold videos. Yuck! But okay, I was excited about the program and up for pretty much everything, within the bounds of pro wrestling, of course. Well, like the video was a surprise, John also had another cheap stunt up his sleeve! Instead of just grabbing me around the waist from behind, he grabbed me by the back of my shorts!

I was so fucking embarrassed! I didn't know it was coming and I screamed. It was not only the shock of being given a wedgie, but it was painful! The shorts were nylon, a much heavier material than my leotards, and even worse, had a seam down the middle, so having them yanked up my ass hurt! He could have at least pulled and just guided me into his arms, but he made sure to pull them up my crack first, before pulling me into his body. As was always the case, the crowd was behind me, but they still had their fun at my expense. Lots of laughing and a "wedgie" chant broke out. I always did my best not to take myself too seriously… humiliating Sporty Ally was a common theme in TSW, but now I was the #1 contender and I wanted to be taken seriously. I could already see that while I was finally getting the push I deserved, I was going to pay for it. This wasn't just a storyline… the sides were really John O'Reilly Jr. and Phoebe Flare versus Sarah O'Reilly and me. That's NOT how wrestling works… it should be everyone working together to make each other look good (thus marketable), to put on the best show possible and make as much money as possible.

So John gave me the wedgie, and it was a high wedgie! It wouldn't seem to be possible looking at the shorts, but they were pulled up my ass like a freakin' thong. And even worse, I now had John pressed up against me from behind as he held me so Phoebe could get some shots in. He even had me in a full nelson so it was impossible to fix the shorts. God was it GROSS… my big, naked ass right in front of John's… YUCK! Thankfully I didn't feel anything, but it still registered 100 on a ten point creep meter!

The angle continued with me playing the "damsel in distress" as John held me and Phoebe slapped me across the face and slugged me. I told her to slap me hard. I wanted it to look good, so she laid them in there good. She also screamed at me, calling me a "washed up has been", "a fat housewife", and the worst of it, "an opportunistic slut." I was so angry, but the whole point of this angle was for me to get my ass kicked and set up the next show's match.

John finally dropped me and I fell to the mat like I had just been shot, selling Phoebe's attack. Phoebe got down on her knees to taunt me, and of course she spanked my naked ass! (my shorts were still in a giant wedgie) That got a lot of cheers and whistles. Ugh! But the angle wasn't over and neither was my humiliation!

Phoebe could have easily just pulled me up by the hair, the t-shirt, or under my arm, but now she had to grab me by the shorts! No big deal, right? I already had a mega-wedgie, after all! Well, as I would learn later, besides enjoying my wedgies, fans loved it when I got pantsed! Just wonderful! The tag team match when I teamed with Phoebe against Paris and Spice, they had me wear a two-piece, and my bikini bottom got pulled down several times. Apparently that was a big seller on the website. That match was an absolute nightmare for me! I was so uncomfortable in that bikini to begin with, and Paris and Spice kept pulling it up and pulling it down. And I don't mean "plumber's crack" down. I'm talking about "FULL moon" down! I was mortified! I don't mind showing some ass, obviously, but I like to do it on my terms, damn it!

Anyway, Phoebe grabbed the waistband of my shorts, but at an angle where she pulled them down first. Again I was caught off guard as I could feel the shorts coming down (and they were badly wedged so I could certainly feel it!) and the cold air hitting my bare ass. She had my thong waistband crumpled up in her hand too, so my big butt was totally exposed. I screamed "No" and the look of shock on my face was real. The fans cheered and laughed and whistled, and just to fuck with me, Phoebe held my shorts down below my ass even once I was standing. She did finally pull my shorts up, but at an angle where they were twisted and looked ridiculous! One side was higher up my crack than the other and my thong was sticking out! Ugh!  
       
Boy, did I look like a punk, but I finally made a modest comeback, grabbing Phoebe by the blouse and cocking my fist to hit her. Admittedly, Phoebe played her part well here, looking completely scared and intimidated by me. But before I could hit Phoebe, John hit me from behind, knocking me back down. The idea behind the angle was Phoebe showing she feared me and that she was only able to hurt me with cheap tactics, and I couldn't quite get my hands on her. Build up anticipation for the match, when I would finally get my shot at Phoebe, one on one. It was good, sensible booking, even though they went too far in embarrassing me.

So I was down again, but Phoebe and John weren't finished with me. Nor were they finished giving me wedgies! This time they BOTH grabbed the back of my shorts to pull me up. Holy crap did it hurt! And they made sure that the shorts were totally up my ass, making them look like a thong again. Not an easy task in these shorts (especially for my poor butt!), as I stated earlier. Again John was going to hold me while Phoebe beat me up, but little Sarah, who had been down outside the ring the whole time, ran into the ring with a chair and saved me. Phoebe and John saw her and ran.

The fans loved this, giving Sarah a huge ovation as she swung the metal chair around the ring. Of course, I'm sure some of them were just cheering because her huge boobs were bouncing, but it was still fun to see how over Sarah was. She also didn't do anything to dispel the idea that we were together, as she had her hand firmly planted on my ass as she helped me up.

I grabbed the microphone and challenged Phoebe and John, who were still standing outside the ring. "Phoebe, I know our match is still a few weeks away," I said, "but I cannot wait to get my hands on you! How about this, you frightened little girl! You and Johnny versus me… AND Sarah!! Next week! Tag team match! What do you say?"

"Fine!" she answered. "Hopefully you can get those shorts out of your fat ass in time for me to kick it again! Now go home, Ally. I think those brats are crying… and maybe try to fit in a few minutes on the treadmill so your butt will stay in those shorts! But seriously, I look forward to this tag team match. The First Couple of TSW versus the new team of… I just came up with this… TITS and ASS! Sarah's big boobies and Ally's huge booty! Tits and Ass… get it?"

"Very funny!!" I yelled, legitimately upset. She did just come up with 'Tits and Ass', and besides being disgusting, and it was just so disrespectful! And the crowd even started chanting "Tits and Ass!"  Well, at least she wasn't talking about us sleeping together. *Sigh*

The next day Sarah called me. While she had a little wrestling training before she went away to college, she had never really worked a match and wanted me to train her. While I would do most of the work, she needed to be able to do a few spots. We met that afternoon at the TSW Arena, which was empty.

"Thanks for meeting me, Ally!" Sarah said, as we walked from the parking lot into the arena. She had her hair back in a ponytail and she was wearing a dark blue sweat suit. Of course, she had her sweat suit jacket unzipped and she was wearing a white low-cut top. I swear her breasts were about to fall out and while I tried not to stare, I could see the outlines of her nipples. Jeez, Sarah! I love the girl, but that was a bit much!

Sarah's Side – Okay, I was a little disappointed. Yes, I did really need some training, but the idea of wrestling… and putting my hands all over Ally's sexy body did cross my mind! Ha! Especially with Ally in one of her skimpy… um… "athletic" leotards (I love how she says that!). But she was wearing long pants!! NO!!! Well, they weren't exactly long pants. In fact, they were black tights… emphasis on the "tight." Really, they did look amazing. Skin-TIGHT. You could see the full outline of Ally's big behind, and her ass crack was just devouring the black material. She had a huge natural wedgie and a sexy cameltoe. I did get a laugh when she said she had come from picking the twins up at school! Dressed like that?? Ally had to be the mom that all of the other moms hated, all of the husbands gawked at, and all of the young boys (and some girls) discovered puberty with! M.I.L.F.! Hello! She did look incredible in those tights. But… I still wanted to wrestle her in one of her high-cut leotards. I also really wanted… hell, fantasized about giving her a proper wedgie, and you couldn't do one in those tights. Damn it! It would still be fun copping an occasional feel, but I wanted the Sporty Ally big, naked, wedgie-inducing butt, damn it!

We started with the basics – running the ropes and taking bumps, and Sarah was pretty good in those areas. She had the fundamentals, at least. Next, we did some basic moves, and tried to perform something that would approximate an actual match. We did a lock up that begins most matches. It wasn't easy because I'm a lot taller than Sarah, but she got it. I quickly turned the lock up into a headlock, and I could feel her hand on my back. She grabbed a handful of my tights! Apparently young Sarah had been watching my matches, and picked up a couple of things from my opponents!

Sarah's Side – Yes, thirty seconds into the match and I was already giving Ally a wedgie! I'm so bad! Gosh, I was all sexed up. Really, the tights were already deep between Ally's cheeks before I grabbed them, but it still excited me. We planned the next few moves out in advance, so I pulled Ally back to the ropes by her tights and escaped the headlock by throwing her off the ropes on the opposite side of the ring. She came bouncing off the ropes and clotheslined me. Pretty damn hard too, as she was trying to toughen me up. Along with being very sexy, Ally was really strong! She went for a quick pin that I kicked out of. Then she tried to drop an elbow on me, but I rolled out of the way and she missed. From there I got down on my knees and put her in a front face lock. God, did it look amazing… she was lying flat on her stomach (as I was in front holding her head) and her butt cheeks looked like two mountains off on the distance. So round and plump! And it was almost like her ass was naked with the tights so deep in her crack. Just a breathtaking outline of her sexy ass. And even better, her t-shirt was riding up in back and I could see that she was wearing one of her… um… "athletic" leotards underneath!! There was some wrinkling on the leotard coming out of the tights, which meant that the leotard was already bunched between Ally's big buns. I loved it, even the thought of it, but damn I wanted to see it! In the flesh! (Okay, that was horrible)

Sarah had me in a front face lock. I swear, I thought I might suffocate! There was barely any room for my head AND Sarah's boobs! Plus I had the wedgie to end all wedgies! The leotard I had on under my tights was just being devoured by my butt crack and my tights were the dessert! And Sarah didn't help matters when she pulled me around by the tights before. I started to think that I would be better off… certainly more comfortable… in just the leotard. Then Sarah helped me make up my mind. I was getting up to power out of the hold, and as Sarah tried to fight it, she grabbed the back of my tights again!!

Sarah's Side – Sorry! I just couldn't help myself. It's as if my hand had a mind of its own! I really, honestly, truthfully told myself that I wouldn't pull Ally's tights again! But I did anyway! It just seemed so natural. All of those matches I watched… more like studied… when Ally's opponent would grab the back of that skimpy leotard and pull it up her butt crack. It left an indelible mark on me! And the way Ally sold it, just totally helpless and like she was unaware that everyone could see her big jiggling ass!

"Okay, Sarah," I said, back on my feet with my pupil pulling my tights halfway up freakin' back! "I take it you're the heel (bad guy) in this match?"
"Sure!" she smiled.
"Oh come on!" I laughed. "Sweet little Sarah a heel?? You're too cute… you look like a librarian!"
"Oh, you don't really know me then, Allison," she laughed. "How about… this??"

Before I knew what happened, Sarah had my tights pulled down around my knees!!

"HEY!" I screamed, losing my balance and falling flat on my face. I assumed Sarah was just having fun (and not being mean), but I was kind of embarrassed. Not only did she pants me, but my big ass was on full display with my leotard in a giant wedgie!  

Sarah's Side – My God was that wonderful!! Pulling Ally's pants down, watching the back slowly descend from her tight butt crack and down her shapely sexy thighs! And there it was… Ally's big naked (practically) ass right in front of my eyes! Her gray leotard just BURIED between those big, jiggling buns. Boy, were they jiggling! Ally screamed (so sexy in itself!), her arms went up in the air, and her huge rump was shaking! And when she hit the mat, her tights down around her ankles, God was that big ol' butt jiggling! You'd think it would be tighter, Ally being an athlete and in such good shape (despite wrestling being "fake," it requires strong cardio), but the girl had a fatty and I wasn't complaining!

"I am going to kick your ass!" I screamed, trying to get back some of my dignity, I guess. I wasn't so much angry, but I was humiliated. Perhaps Sarah was right and I didn't really know her? And heel Sarah wasn't finished with me as she pulled off my tights, put them up to her face, and said, "I'm going to keep these as a souvenir!"

Sarah's Side – Okay, I was starting to feel a little bad. Ally did look upset, and who could blame her? She looked kind of pathetic lying there with her pants pulled down and her big behind making a meal out of that skimpy leotard! Pathetic in a sexy way, of course! But I wasn't one of the other wrestlers who hated Ally or my brother, who was exploiting her to make money… I was her friend and I really did love her, but damn did she turn me on!!

Just watching Ally pick her wedgie was fantastic, as she stood up and began fixing that trademark Adidas high-cut leotard. The best part about her picking a wedgie is that even after she's done, those big buns still hang out and you can still see the outline of her crack. Also sexy was when she picked the front out of her crotch… at the angle I was standing; I caught a quick shot of her womanhood, along with her beautifully manicured pubic hair. She kept it short and narrow, which made sense since her leotards were cut so high! Not only was she famous for her ass wedgies, but she was also well known for the cameltoe! Gosh, I remember watching a couple of Ally's matches of when I was younger, and I couldn't believe it when her leotard became wedged between her pussy lips. I have to crack out the old DVD's again!

"Let's see how tough you are now," I said, slipping behind Sarah and wrapping my arms around her waist. "Going up!" I continued as I lifted her off the ground, arched my back, and tossed her on her back – a German Suplex. I repeated the move several times, just to remind Sarah who she was in the ring with! I didn't try to hurt her (I still loved the girl!), but like any wrestling student, she had to learn the hard way. She had to be able to absorb punishment, as what we do isn't "fake"! Pre-determined, yes, but our bodies do go through hell. To Sarah's credit, she took the Germans like a pro and didn't complain. I respected that!

"So whatcha got, Sarah?" I asked, hands on hips. "Think you can take me down?"

Now Sarah slipped behind me, putting her arms around my waist and taking me down to the mat. "That was good, honey!" I said, lying flat on my belly, Sarah on top of me. "Thanks, Ally!" she responded, bending my arm behind my back! Whoa, she was trying to stretch me!

Sarah's Side – Another spectacular view! I shifted my body a little so I could see Ally's big bum as I held her down. Breathtaking! And just to make things a little sexier, when I bent her arm behind her back, her hand grazed the right side of her leotard (right over the leg-hole) and that side just disappeared into her ass like a thong! One cheek was covered (well, kind of… Haha!), while the other cheek was totally exposed. Geez did her ass look sexy close-up… and big… it was huge! She started squirming to escape and the other side started to ride up the cheek. Pretty soon the entire bottom of the leotard had disappeared between those fleshy mounds. I could see Ally's full ass crack. God, it was HOT! I was hot… like a dog, I leaned over to sniff her ass crack. I just couldn't help myself! Fortunately she didn't realize what I was doing. I think she was just humoring me… I'm sure she could have escaped whenever she wanted to, but she kept squirming around like she was trapped. And shaking that delicious ass! And then I did it…

And just when I thought we were actually wrestling… Sarah spanked me!! Several times!! And hard, too! I could feel that burn on my ass… she definitely left some red marks on me. Again, it was humiliating, and I quickly rolled over on my back to shield my sore booty.

Sarah's Side – Once again, I was feeling bad, but that ass just needed to be spanked! MY LORD, IS IT SEXY!!! It was just soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo tempting, right there in front of me, Ally's athletic (Haha!) leotard all wrinkled up in a tight, tight wad between those two huge tushy cheeks! And Ally's reaction only made it hotter… she screamed… like a… well, girl… That's what I loved about Ally (well, besides the obvious… Haha!)… On one hand she was this serious athlete and legitimately tough (I know she could kick my ass in two seconds if she wanted to), but she could look so vulnerable, so helpless, in a totally sexy way! Ally was never really a jobber (a wrestler who loses all the time, and takes a beating to get their opponent over as a true threat), but she could get dominated for most of a match and just look amazing doing it! She'd scream, crawl around on all fours, and when her opponent gave her a wedgie, which was quite often, she'd leave it in until she made her comeback. And even when she wasn't given an actual wedgie, that skimpy leotard would ride up naturally, and again she'd only pick when the opportunity was right. Besides the wrestling psychology (you shouldn't be thinking about your wedgie when you're taking a beating), I think Ally simply knew that her leotards couldn't contain her huge behind. Which made it all the more sexier that she wore them! Anyway, I digress, but I was having A LOT of fun and I didn't want it to end! So I took my breasts and…

All right, my sore tush was now protected from "Heel Sarah," but then she jumped on top of me and rubbed her breasts in my face! What the fuck, Sarah?!! And not just a quick brush-over… I literally couldn't breathe as she pushed those massive mounds down on my face. And it was mostly naked boob since her top was really low-cut. My nose was DEEP inside her cleavage! Wow! Just, wow! For the most part I was horrified (and humiliated again), but I had to admit that there was some positive sexual energy. I'd be lying if I said I didn't catch myself staring at Sarah's immense breasts quite often. I'm not generally into women, but they were just spectacular. And with Sarah's cute, nerdy-hot look, those breasts were pretty damn sexy. More so than if those same boobs were on a blonde Hollywood actress or a porn star, you know? Well, even if I didn't exactly hate having Sarah's big boobs in my face, enough was enough, and I decided to retreat to the outside of the ring.

Sarah's Side – Poor Ally! Yes, rubbing my big boobs in her face was a lot of fun, and as usual, her reaction was spectacular! Muffled screams and I could feel her legs going up and kicking around behind me. I'm sure the view back there was amazing, with Ally's leotard riding up into everything! Ally finally made an escape, sexy as always, rolling back on to her belly and crawling under the bottom rope with her big rump pushing the rope upward. I just sat and admired the scene, Ally's juicy buns jiggling all the way with the gray spandex still buried deep in her crack, not to mention the delicious view of the outline of her sex… MEOW!

So I made my escape from Sarah, and got a much-needed respite outside the ring. I fixed my leotard, front and back, as it was practically splitting me in half. Now, it was time for me to go on the offensive again. Sarah walked up to the ropes and I surprised her, grabbing her around the ankles and pulling her under the bottom rope and outside the ring. "Let's see how you bump out here!" I said to her, nailing her with a running clothesline. Sarah impressed me again, taking the blow with her legs flying up in the air and landing flat on her back.  Next I wanted to see what she'd do with the stairs, so without even saying anything, I whipped her into the stairs and she took another good bump. I was so proud of her!

"Great work, Sarah!" I said, which put a big smile on her face. "Now let's see you on offense again!"

We briefly laid out the next few moves, and then I grabbed Sarah by the arm to whip her into the stairs a second time. But this time she reversed it and threw me into the stairs. Now I was down, and I could feel her grabbing the back of my leotard and hair to lift me up. "Please, Sarah," I said, "I know it seems like everyone pulls me around by my leotard…"

Sarah's Side – Awwww… Ally gave me such a look, as she practically begged me not to pull her leotard up her fat ass. Well, further up her fat ass because as usual, Ally's "sportswear" was already riding up her crack! So HOT! I know you'll be shocked, perhaps even disappointed, but I took my hand off Ally's leotard. It was that look she gave me… so sweet and yeah, kind of pathetic. I felt bad! I think she was even getting self-conscious about her ass around me, as she reached back to pick her wedgie as I pulled her around by the hair. I stood her up against the ring, and began slamming her head down repeatedly on the ring apron. Ally gave me her trademark awesome sell-job, bouncing back up like she just ran into a brick wall as I slammed her head down on the mat. And yes, as her head bounced, her big, fat tushy bounced even more! I was just watching her ass the entire time! So fucking sexy! I even saw the sweat mark on Ally's leotard where it was wedged between those magnificently full cheeks! God, I wanted to spank her… wedgie her… but I had to control myself, right? Right?! It was so hard, so tempting, as she was frantically moving on the tips of her toes, her partially naked ass cheeks (they were hanging out, of course!) jiggling, the gray spandex slowly riding into her bottom cleavage.

"Sarah, you have to get me back in the ring," Ally said, slumped over the apron. "When you have the advantage in the match, it's your responsibility to get your weakened opponent into the ring before the referee counts to ten."

Okay, now I really had a dilemma on my hands! I flashed back to all of those matches I watched over and over again, Ally getting her ass kicked on the outside of the ring and her opponent grabbing a handful of leotard to toss her back inside the ring. I could watch that over and over again… and I did! And it was never just a light grab. That leotard would shoot up Ally's big booty like a thong! Of course, those leotards didn't need a lot of "help." They were cut so high on the sides, and lacked the material in the back to cover Ally's large tush! (And it's even bigger now!) Even a light pull gave her a major wedgie, but there's no doubt in my mind that the opponents took pleasure in giving Ally's leotard a HARD yank! I heard the backstage gossip, and there were definitely some who resented Ally as the new star, the fresh, young face, and frankly that her ass got so much attention. And she was so pretty… still is. It's like she didn't age in her time away from the business, and all of the changes – her butt getting bigger, her hips curvier, and her thighs meatier – were all positives. All yummy! And who could forget those amazing and yes, perverted camera angles. The TSW cameramen were always sure to be right behind the action as Ally got thrown back into the ring by her leotard. Ally's big naked ass would fill up most of the screen! Sometimes you could even see her pussy lips. And what really got to me was the opponent's other hand (the one not pulling up on the leotard), often fondling Ally's big rear as she rolled back into the ring. Or sometimes the opponent, bent on humiliating her, would spank Ally's bouncing bum to get her moving. God, would Ally look embarrassed (it wasn't just her big ass cheeks that were red!) and that only made it better! Hotter!

So now I had MY opportunity. Ally was waiting, in a position that was pretty damn sexy already, leaning over the ring apron with her big behind sticking out. Her leotard, while riding up, was still covering a lot of her crack, with about half of those perfectly rounded ass cheeks hanging out. God, I wanted to grab the back of that leotard and just yank it up her big fat butt. Perhaps even cop a feel as I rolled her helpless body back in the ring. Maybe she wanted me to do that, the way she was almost offering that huge tush as a trophy of sorts? Well... probably not, but then I might hear one of those sexy screams, or see the humiliated look that Ally does so well (she gets lots of practice! Ha! Ha!). But a part of me was hesitant. Ally's my friend and I do love and respect her. Yes, I enjoy having a little fun at her expense, and admittedly, I get kind of crazy when it comes to her sex appeal (she turns me on unlike anybody I've ever met), but I still really admire her as a person and a friend. And maybe I had gone a little too far already? What should I do?

To be continued

Sarah's Side – Okay, to wedgie Ally or not to wedgie Ally? That was the question. After some careful deliberation, which included the delightful image of Ally's leotard wedged high up her crack and her entire ass on display, I made my decision. I just couldn't do it! So I just pushed Ally and she rolled back into the ring. Really, that's what I did! What?! You don't believe me?! Oh, c'mon! What do you take me for??  All right, you got me! Of course, I grabbed a big handful of the back of Ally's leotard and tossed my big-bottomed friend back it the ring. My God, it was amazing! Simply amazing! While I had seen it many times before, being so damn close as her stretchy leotard slid up Ally's ass crack was fantastic! Gosh, her ass looked so big and delicious! My heart was racing! I was so fucking excited! She even let out another 'girly' scream as I pulled the leotard up her big plump rump! HOT! Next was the moment when the opponent would push Ally back in the ring, often copping a feel on her big behind, and I did that too. I put my hand across her soft ass, my palm over her exposed crack, and slowly rolled her towards the center of the ring. It felt so good as I pushed her cheeks open slightly, my thumb briefly entering her crack.

It wasn't a surprise that Sarah gave me a huge wedgie and fondled my ass as she threw me back into the ring, but I was really embarrassed once again. I always felt humiliated when my opponent wedgied me and / or grabbed my butt, but with Sarah it was a new kind of humiliation, I guess. I felt like she saw me as a 'big sister' and looked up to me, but was that really the how she saw me? She had already stripped me, spanked me, and given me wedgies. Maybe I'm just naïve or 'blind,' but I didn't expect this kind of behavior from her. Of course, thinking back, between what happened when we met at the bar and she fingered by butt crack, when I accidently slept over her house and the sexual massage, and now how she acted during this match, it all made sense. Still, it really bummed me out, and I didn't know how to react. I just wanted to finish the match and get away from her. If Sarah wanted her own "humiliate Sporty Ally" match, I'll let her have it.

Sarah's Side – I climbed back inside the ring and Ally continued to sell. She looked so fucking hot just lying there with her leotard wedged high up her ass. And because it was a light colored leotard it was so obvious that she had a wedgie. You could easily see how the material was bunched up between her massive cheeks. She got up on her hands and knees and began crawling away from me. Gosh, was it hot to watch with her big ass pointing upward and I could see the outline of her pussy. She was even moaning to sell the pain! Damn, did it sound sexy. I continued my "Heel Sarah" act, placing Ally over the second rope and pressing my knee into her back so she'd "choke" on the rope. Of course, it was just another excuse to stare at her big beautiful ass. And give her another wedgie? Yes… I was addicted! As I continued pressing Ally down on the rope, I reached down and grabbed the back of her leotard! I yanked it up her back hard, almost to the shoulders, and she let out a loud, sexy scream. Then kept saying "No," with her voice cracking like she was about to cry. Holy shit, was I turned on!

What the fuck, Sarah?? I wasn't even being paid for this! I was so disappointed in her. I mean, some of it was fun… kind of… but now it was just getting excessive. And humiliating. Maybe she didn't really think I was talented or a potential champion? She was just using the "carrot" so she could sleep with me? God, she's my boss. If I tell her how angry I am, will I lose my title match? I want it so badly. I want the payday and the opportunity to be one of the best again. I was so excited, and now… I guess it was all too good to be true. Cute little Sarah, the girl I loved to talk to before my matches. Now she could have been Paris or Spice or Phoebe, humiliating me with wedgies, spankings, and who knows what else!

Sarah's Side – I let go of Ally's leotard and she just laid there on the mat with her gray suit buried in her giant ass. What a view! I was having fun (massive understatement!), but Ally was kind of quiet. "Do you want to go on offense again?" I asked her. "No," she answered, as she rolled over on to her back. No more view! Shit! Well, until I saw that she also had a major frontal wedgie! I mean, you could see everything, and I do mean EVERYTHING! Damn, I wanted to do things to her… Well, I assumed the match was going to continue, so I pulled Ally up to her feet and wrapped my arms around her waist in a bear hug. Ally was still really quiet other than a few sexy moans. I was expecting some feedback on the bear hug, but she didn't say a word. I tightened my arms and lifted her up. I didn't think I was strong enough to get her off the ground, so that was pretty cool. And yes, I was totally turned on. My hands were pulling up on Ally's leotard and I was giving her another wedgie. Being that she's taller and I was lifting her off the ground, Ally's breasts were right in my face, including her erect nipples that were clearly visible through her light-colored leotard. I put Ally down, partly because I was getting tired and couldn't hold her up anymore and partly because… well… I wanted to grab her ass! So as I put her down, I slid my hands down on to her big naked butt cheeks and began massaging them. My lord, they felt GREAT, but Ally got mad. Actually, she was already mad at me. I should have known by how quiet she was

"Sarah, enough!" I yelled, as her hands were all over my ass! She also put her tongue on one of my breasts! I pushed her away and walked off in disgust. I didn't care what she thought about me or the fucking title match anymore! And to think I fell for the old "show me how to wrestle?" trick! Ugh! I was so humiliated, and while that wasn't a particularly new feeling for me, I felt violated, too. Sarah betrayed my trust. I really wanted to believe in her…

I grabbed my tights and my jacket and ran back to the locker room. "Ally, wait!" Sarah yelled, as she followed me to the back.

"Just get away from me, Sarah!" I said, pulling up my tights. "If I have to be your little plaything just to get my shot with this company, then I don't want it!"
"No, Ally, you don't have to do anything like that," Sarah said, fighting back tears. "I apologize. I'm so, so sorry. I didn't get you the title match so I could sleep with you. You deserve it! You deserve the top spot in this company. I see the numbers. I know. I see how the crowds react to you. They love you. I… I'm… I'm so embarrassed…"
"Well, if you like me, Sarah, you could have just told me," I said. "I mean that… that stuff in the ring… and constantly grabbing my ass…"
"You're right, Allison," Sarah said, tears rolling down her cheeks. "I'm a fucking creep. But I do love and respect you as a talent. You're one of the best ever. It's just that I have all of these fantasies about you, too. I've had them since I was a young girl. I kind of discovered I was a lesbian through you. But I went way over the line and I'm sorry. You're just so pretty and sexy to go with being incredibly talented…"
"Thanks, honey," I said, giving Sarah a hug. "I've been treated a lot worse. I was just upset because it was you, you know? It's good to see that my sweet friend Sarah is still in there. 'Heel Sarah' – not a huge fan, I'm afraid."
"God, am I an idiot," she said, wiping the tears away from her red cheeks. "Can we just start over, Ally? Would you like to come over for dinner tonight? Our last meal before the big match!"
"Sounds great!" I answered. "Zach is out of town and the kids always like going the Auntie Em's, so dinner would be nice."

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Sarah's Side – "Behave! Behave!" I told myself, as Ally was at the front door of my house. I opened the door and thankfully she was wearing something conservative. No skimpy tights or skintight jeans. She was wearing a pretty blue dress. It was very 'girly' for Ally, not that she was a tomboy, but she usually wore casual or sporty looking clothing. Don't get me wrong, I preferred the skimpy leotards and nobody fills out a pair of tight jeans like Ally, but the dress just accentuated how beautiful she is. It was easier to focus on her gorgeous face and her long black shiny hair. Of course, it was still hard not to notice Ally's big sexy ass, and even a loose fitting dress couldn't hide it. As she walked into the house, I caught the view from behind and I could see those sexy butt cheeks moving under the dress as she walked. I could also see a bit of a panty line, as Ally's undies were clearly riding up. Shocking, I know! Ha-ha! One side was even a little higher than the other. I could even see a hint of butt crack through the dress. Ally must have had a major wedgie going. So hot! Ally just couldn't hide her bootyliciousness! Okay, behave, Sarah! Behave!

I arrived at Sarah's house for dinner and she was really happy to see me. I was very happy to be there. I like Sarah a lot and she seemed legitimately upset and sorry about what happened earlier. I also had to admit that I was a little confused about my feelings towards her. She looked really good dressed in a white V-neck sweater and tight jeans. Yes, V-neck, so she was showing a lot of cleavage and her breasts just looked HUGE in a tight white sweater. She  looked totally adorable with her medium length brown hair and glasses. Like I said before, she had that 'sexy librarian' look, and I kind of liked it. To be clear, I still didn't like being handled and humiliated by Sarah during our training session, but I was attracted to her. Being with girls never appealed to me, but being around Zoey kind of 'broke the ice' and Sarah definitely made me think about it more.

Sarah made a nice salad, lemon chicken with pasta on the side for the main course, and chocolate cake for dessert. It was all delicious. The conversation was nice. We talked about 'old times', movies (she wants to be a director), and the plans for our big tag team match versus Phoebe and John Jr. A lot of it included me getting my ass kicked to build up a revenge motive for me against Phoebe (besides winning the title, which should be enough, but oh well…). I was cool with it, although the idea of Johnny having his hands all over me was a little off-putting. He was even going to give me a wedgie. They called the spot the "stereo wedgie", where John and Phoebe would give me and Sarah wedgies at the same time. Well, at least I wouldn't be alone getting my leotard yanked up my ass for change!

Sarah's Side – The "stereo wedgie" was my idea. Ally was going to receive a wedgie, and I figured it would be cool if I got one, too. Just to show Ally that she wouldn't be alone and if she had to get a wedgie, I'd put my ass on the line with her. Literally! The thought of us both getting wedgies simultaneously kind of turned me on, too. We were going to do one of those old school G.L.O.W. tag team matches, where the babyfaces got their asses kicked and kind of humiliated for most of the match.

Ally was an absolute darling and cleared the table after we ate. Gosh, clearing dishes never looked so good, as I just stared at Ally's butt the entire time. First, when she got up from her chair, her dress was wedged between her cheeks. I had never seen such a big dress-wedgie before! Figures it was Ally! She was so damn cute as she stood up and realized the dress was caught between her buns. She smiled and said "ooops" in a cute little voice before pulling it out. She brought the dishes to the sink, and again the view was spectacular as she leaned over, placing the dishes in the sink and rinsing them off. The dress just rested on her ass and I could clearly see her panty lines (high up her cheeks at this point!), and the full outline of her crack. And of course he butt was jiggling as she wiped the plates. God, I just wanted to lift that dress up and spank Ally's fat ass! Behave, Sarah! Behave!

After dinner and dishes, we went into Sarah's home theater to watch a movie. She had "Drive" on Blu-ray. What a great movie and I love Ryan Gosling! I'd let him do dirty, nasty things to me! God, I'm a mother! Ha-ha! Anyway, after the movie, we just sat there on Sarah's beautiful leather couch and talked. Gosh, she was looking good. I caught myself just staring at her boobs several times…

Sarah's Side – Ally was staring at my breasts! I mean, I'm kind of an expert when it comes to getting ones breasts stared at, and I was sure Ally was checking me out! But what if I was wrong? I didn't want things to get all awkward between us again. But she did say something earlier in the locker room. "If you like me, you just could have told me," she said. Did she mean that she was open to a relationship for us? Maybe she likes me? Like, likes me-likes me?? That would be amazing!!

"Thanks for having me over, Sarah," I said, leaning over and giving her a hug and a kiss on the cheek.
"My pleasure," Sarah said, returning the kiss. "And thanks for being so understanding, Ally… I still feel bad about earlier."
"Don't, honey," I answered, caressing Sarah's breast. "I like you. I like that you enjoy my body…"
"Ally!" she said, as I began pulling off her top. "Wow…"
"I just didn't like the way you went about it," I continued, reaching behind Sarah's back and unhooking her bra, her two huge breasts falling out.

Sarah's breasts felt just as good as they looked, as I massaged her fleshy mounds with both hands. My tongue soon became involved, licking around her nipples and inside her cleavage. "Ally… I love you," Sarah moaned, kissing my forehead as she ran her fingers through my hair. "I've wanted you… I've wanted you for so damn long…"

Sarah's Side – I couldn't believe this was happening! I know it's cliché to say, but I really had to keep reminding myself that it wasn't a dream. Ally's hands were so gentle and loving on my breasts. Having been with a few guys who were neither gentle nor loving (their eyes almost popped out of the sockets when they saw my breasts, and they were like animals when they got their hands on them!), Ally knew how to make someone feel good. And using her tongue?? Gosh that was hot! So sexy and even a little dirty. It was kind of primal, but again, in a gentle, loving way.  

I put my hands on Ally's thighs and ran them up her hips, lifting up her dress. I was a little nervous not knowing how far she wanted to go, but as I began feeling up her ass, she kissed me on the lips. That was a good sign!  We both got up off the couch with our lips locked, my hands all over Ally's ass, and her hands on my breasts. As we continued kissing and feeling each other up, we walked in front of a mirror I had in the dining room. I couldn't help but stop in look with Ally's back to the mirror. It looked so fucking hot, as I had her dress pulled up over her waist and her white satin panties were just buried between her big butt cheeks. I just had to give Ally's panties a little tug in front of the mirror. She giggled and said "wedgie" in a sexy, playful voice. We were having so much fun!

I took Ally into my bedroom and she climbed on to the bed. She sat there on all fours, looking back at me with a big smile! Mind. Blown. She looked so fucking sexy! Her dress had fallen back over her ass (outrageous!), so I flipped it up revealing her mostly-bare bottom again. God, her ass looked huge (in a good, sexy way, of course!) bent over with her dress pulled up and her panties wedged deep inside her crack. I gave her a light, playful spank on the ass and she giggled again.

I went to pull up on her panties again, but she said, "Why don't you just pull them off. I need to rest my butt before the match. Knowing your brother and Phoebe, I'm sure it will be a wedgie-fest." "Absolutely," I smiled, as I slowly inched the panties down Ally's curvy hips and out of her butt crack. Gosh, it was so sexy watching her white satin panties still stuck between those voluptuous buns, as the rest of the underwear was pulled down her ass. I gave the panties an extra little tug to get them out from between Ally's cheeks, and she lied flat on the bed so I could pull the panties down the rest of her legs and off.

Ally got back on all fours (I guess she likes that position!) and I reached between her legs and started rubbing her crotch. If those sexy moans were any indication, she was really enjoying herself! I was in heaven with Ally's big ass in my face. She arched her back and rested her head on the bed, so the view was just breathtaking, Ally's huge tush pointing upward. I giggled and said, "Bottoms up," before giving her another playful spanking. I continued rubbing her pussy as I began massaging her ass, sliding a finger into her crack, but not too deep. "God, I love your big, fat ass, Allison!" I said, licking one of her fleshy mounds as a precursor to what I always fantasized about doing to Ally. "I can tell," she said in a breathy voice, a cute giggle afterwards.

Finally, I went for it! I stuck my tongue inside Ally's ass crack and began licking. "Sarah!" she said, as she was quite startled at first, but she quickly relaxed her sexy body. "Wow… Sarah… this is… fucking… fucking fantastic!" Needless to say, Ally really enjoyed getting her ass licked! And damn, did I LOVE doing it!

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In the midst of getting my ass licked, I looked up at the clock and realized that I had to pick up my kids! Yeah, just wrong in so many ways. The entire evening… I had a great time and Sarah made me feel wonderful, but what would Zach think? He certainly enjoyed when I 'wrestled' Zoey for his pleasure, but he knew that I wasn't interested in her in that way. And he also knew that Zoey, one of his best friends, wouldn't try to go behind his back and hurt him. But this thing with Sarah was different. Way different. I didn't know what to do. Should I just tell him? I was confused, myself. I had a great time with Sarah, but did I want a relationship with her? I still loved Zach. I think. We were even talking about me moving into his house. And what expectations would Sarah, technically my boss, have now? I guess I'd find out the next night, as our match against Phoebe and John was main eventing the show. God, things are finally going well and I'm about to screw everything up! Hopefully not, but I had a major lapse in judgment, to say the least! And as I was five minutes from Em's house, I realized that I wasn't wearing any panties! I forgot to put them back on! UGH!

To be continued

"Ally!" exclaimed Sarah, running into the TSW locker room and giving me a hug. "I'm so excited for our match tonight! Nervous… but excited…"
"So am I, honey!" I answered, kissing her on the cheek. "We're going to kick some ass! Well, we're probably going to get our asses kicked, but I'm sure the fans will love it!"
"Two words: 'Stereo Wedgie'!" laughed Sarah, moving her hands down to my ass.
"Sarah, I don't think you should do that here," I said, backing away from her.
"I'm sorry, Ally," she said, looking slightly embarrassed. "You're right. You're absolutely right. I had a great time last night. I hope you did, too?"
"I did, honey," I responded, which was the truth, but I also felt a little weird about the night we had together… I mean, she had her tongue up my butt! It did feel good. Really good, actually. I felt so sexy when I got over the idea that someone's tongue was in… there. "But let's not talk about it now, okay, Sarah? I just don't want more rumors… and people thinking I got my spot because I'm sleeping with you…"
"I understand, Allison," Sarah said, shaking her head. "I'm an idiot… I just get carried away sometimes… especially when it comes to you. Okay, for tonight… I got us some new gear so we look like a team! Orange suits with black stripes and writing! I love Halloween! They look fantastic!"
"Oh… great," I said, forcing a smile. I hate orange… and Halloween? I loved Halloween when I was a kid, but now? And maybe if it was actually… Halloween? You know? To be in the spirit of the holiday and all…
"I got your usual cut!" she said, pulling the leotard out of the bag. "Really high-cut on the legs! I got a more conservative cut for mine… I don't have your big sexy tushy!"
"Sarah!!" I exclaimed, trying to cut off any more pervy comments.
"God… I'm sorry, Ally!" she said, handing me the leotard. "Well, I hope you like it…"

Sarah's Side – I felt bad that I was making Ally so uncomfortable. It really was sweet and innocent, but I could certainly see why she felt that way. But licking her fat sexy ass… and the looks she was giving me… and those moans. Fuck… It was all I could think about! And here we were at work, but it wasn't like we were in company uniforms or in conservative dress code-approved office clothing. We would be moving all around, doing physical acts, and sweating in these skintight, super-revealing outfits! Especially Ally, as I honestly got her a leotard in the size she wears (Although I won't say that I didn't think about getting it smaller! Ha-ha!), but of course it would be wedged up her big butt all the time! We had some wedgies planned for the match and like all of her other leotards, it would constantly ride up on her. Good luck to any leotard, especially a super high-cut one, trying to contain Ally's womanly hips and huge tush!

But gosh, even before she changed into her skimpy leotard I was drooling! She was wearing tight jeans (and I do mean TIGHT!), riding into her crotch and hugging her big butt cheeks. The denim seam in back separated those mini-mountains, resting deep inside her bottom cleavage. I couldn't help but stare as she pulled off the jeans, revealing satin red panties disappearing between her massive buns. At first glance I thought the underwear was a thong, but as Ally's fingers pulled down the leg-holes, I quickly realized that the panties were just bunched deeply inside her bottom cleavage. While not a surprise, I giggled to myself as Ally pulled the panties off. Of course she went "commando" with the way those leotards would always ride up high between her jiggling cheeks.

Keeping my tongue in my mouth continued to be a struggle as Ally pulled her new leotard on, furnished by yours truly, of course! The shiny orange spandex hugged every delicious curve and invaded every sexy crevice. I love the lighter colors on Ally, as they allow you to see everything! And I do mean… everything. Wow… she actually adjusted the crotch of the leotard right after she pulled it on, and you could still see an outline of her pussy. The seat of the leotard didn't have enough material to cover Ally's ass (shocking, I know!), and what it did cover was also quite revealing due to the light color. The leotard wasn't wedged deep between Ally's big buns (yet!), but I could still see the full outline of her ass crack. God did I love the way her cheeks would hang out of even a full-cut bottom – just so plump and perfectly round. And of course, watching Ally put on her shiny black boots was a show in itself, as she bent over to tie them with the rest of her sizable buns escaping their spandex covering, the shiny orange material sliding into her bottom cleavage before being trapped when those fleshy mounds come together again. What an amazing visual, Ally just standing there with the leotard totally up her big behind, like the signal from her tushy to her brain to "pick wedgie" was delayed! Not that I minded! Fuck, I wanted to have more fun with that sexy ass!

Sarah and I were dressed and ready for the match. As much as I wasn't crazy about the orange and black color scheme, we did look like a team. They took a few pictures of us together for the website that looked pretty cool. There was such a contrast between us, in that I'm a lot taller and thicker, but I thought it was a cool look, the big woman with the smaller woman. Of course, Sarah wasn't small all over, as her breasts are much bigger than mine and her leotard showed a lot of cleavage! I guess our leotards did a good job of showing off our best features, the low-cut top on Sarah big boobs and the high-cut legs and skimpy back on my hips and ass. The leotard kept riding up my ass, but I couldn't blame Sarah. It didn't fit any different than my other leotards. And I was just relieved that she didn't get me a thong! I swear, I was training my ass off (not literally, of course!), but my butt was getting bigger! I blame the kids… they love Taco Bell and I end up eating it too. And I have to keep the freezer stocked with ice cream. Ugh! Well, at least the fans don't seem to my mind. Not to mention the photographer, who had me turn around and look back at the camera for the "Sporty Ally butt shot," a staple of every TSW photo shoot. I didn't feel too objectified! He even told me not to pick my wedgie before he took the picture. I mean, really??

An agent came into the dressing room and told us we'd be coming out next. My theme music, Smashing Pumpkins' "Cherub Rock," played over the sound system and we walked out together. We got a huge ovation! Well, I got a huge ovation… I'm not sure if Sarah was over or just her prominently displayed boobs, but anyway! Unfortunately, the cheers changed to laughter when the ring announcer billed us as "Tits & Ass." God, I hated that name! Hated it! And of course the fans started chanting "Tits and Ass!"

Phoebe Flare, her TSW Women's Championship belt around her waist, and John O'Reilly Jr. stood in the ring waiting for us with smug smiles. Phoebe was wearing long baby blue tights with "Flare" written on the butt and a matching sports bra. She was wearing her long blonde hair down. She had gorgeous hair and yes, it was really blonde. Johnny was wearing long black pants, thank God (I had nightmares of having to wrestle him in a Speedo! Yikes!), and a black muscle shirt. He just forgot the muscles! He looked like such a tool!

The bell rang and I started for our team. John stayed in the ring, but I motioned to Phoebe to get in. She acted like she wanted to get in, but John was holding her back. The crowd saw through this and started booing her. The storyline we wanted to establish for the match was that Phoebe was scared of me.

I finally locked up with John and pushed him right down on his ass! The fans loved it. I did, too! Ha-ha! We locked up again, and I shoved him into the corner. The referee held me back since he was on the ropes, and John bounced off and gave me a cheap-shot knee to the stomach. The fans booed his dirty tactics heavily. It was not going to be especially difficult to keep them on our side! They were already hating on Phoebe and John!

John bounced off the ropes again and hit me with a clothesline that flattened me. Sarah started a "Let's go, Ally!" chant and the crowd followed along. He pulled me up by the hair and scooped me up for a body slam. Jeez, was it gross! Johnny didn't hesitate grabbing my ass as he lifted me up, and even after I was in the air, when he could have easily moved his hand to my leg, he had his hand on both cheeks! I swear, I would have kicked his ass for real if he slipped a finger inside my crack (which had happened against women more times than I want to count!), but at least he was smart enough not to do that. It was still quite humiliating, as some in the crowd whistled, and my leotard was my own worst enemy, disappearing between my sizable buns during the pervert-slam!

John finally slammed me to the mat, as the body slam and his not-so-subtle fondling of my tushy, felt like it would never end! As I normally would, I did my best to sell the pain, rubbing my back as I slowly tried to get to my feet. I got up on my hands and knees and Johnny spanked me! And, no, we didn't plan that, so I was pissed off! The fans booed, although there were some cheers and whistles mixed in. I'm sure I had a red mark on my ass… he spanked me pretty hard, and it was bare flesh as I left my leotard wedged as I sold the body slam.

Johnny pulled me by the hair over to his corner, holding me while Phoebe slapped me across the face! Her slap, while humiliating, also served as a "wake-up call" as elbowed John off of me and put my hands around Phoebe's neck! The crowd went wild, wanting me to punch out the blonde champion, but John made a quick recovery and hammered me in the back from behind. As I rested, slumped over the ropes, I felt my leotard rip into my ass and crotch as John threw me over the top rope by my orange spandex suit.

I landed out on the floor, where Phoebe suddenly got "brave" and began choking me out with a television wire. The crowd absolutely hated her now, between her cowardice and her vicious attack on me. I did my best selling job, gagging and screaming and waving my arms like I was about to take my last breath. I couldn't help but feel a little humiliated, being manhandled by Phoebe like this with my leotard wedged high up my ass and some major camel toe!

Sarah finally left her spot on the ring apron to help me, pulling Phoebe away from me by the hair. The crowd loved seeing little Sarah come to my aid, but the champion withstood her attack with ease and began beating on the buxom brunette. Meanwhile, Johnny grabbed me by the back of my leotard and threw me back in the ring. Just what I needed – another wedgie AND he copped a feel on my big butt when he rolled me back in under the bottom rope! What a career! I get sexually harassed by my boss and it's part of a freakin' storyline!

Back in the ring I began crawling over to my corner, hoping to tag out to Sarah, but she was laid out on the floor still. The crowd was cheering me to make a comeback and because my crawl on all fours with my leotard buried in my big behind was always a crowd pleaser! With no one there to tag, John grabbed me by the leg and dragged me back into the middle of the ring. I finally made it to my feet, only to have John throw me against the ropes. As I came back towards the center of the ring, John ready to backdrop me, I leapfrogged him and waited as he turned around. Boom! I hit him in the chin with a super kick, knocking him flat on his back! The crowd went crazy, one side chanting "Sporty!" while the other side chanted "Ally!" I love that!

I also love picking a bad wedgie, especially one that I had to endure for way too long, so I quickly pulled the stretchy orange spandex out of my butt crack and crotch as I soaked in the cheers and thought about the next spot. With Johnny lying in the corner, still selling my kick, I came running into the corner with a vicious looking knee to the head. Of course, my leotard shot up my bouncing buns again, and I made the quick adjustment. Remember wrestling newbies, it's okay to pick your wedgie as long as you're not being beaten up or selling a move!

Next, I pulled John up by the hair and bulldogged him in the center of the ring. I stood over him and slapped him across the face, which I enjoyed quite a bit I must say! Again I pulled him up by the hair and scooped him up for a body slam. The crowd popped huge seeing me effortlessly lift him in the air and slam him back down. Sarah was finally back up on the apron and she was cheering along.

I lifted John back up, placing his head between my thighs as I readied him for my finisher, the Ally Bomb (my version of the sit-out power bomb). But just before I was about to begin the move, I yelled "No, I want you!" pointing at Phoebe, and dragged John over to their corner. "Tag him!" I screamed, challenging Phoebe to get in the ring and face me, but she continued with the 'chickenshit' routine, refusing to make the tag.

Now the fans were all over Phoebe, chanting "Barbie sucks!" and some more colorful things that I won't repeat. Of course, in my zeal to get at the blonde champion, I lost track of Johnny who had recovered. Sarah tried to warn me, yelling "Ally, look out!" but I turned around and walked right into a right hand by the not-so-honorable owner of the company.

I staggered back into the ropes, and then back to the middle of the ring where John picked me up into a bear hug! As he lifted me up he gripped the back of my leotard giving me a HUGE wedgie! I couldn't believe how tight the spandex was pulling on my ass crack, as he must have yanked it halfway up my back or higher! I screamed in pain with my legs dangling off the ground, helpless in his arms. As I often did when trapped in a bear hug, I wrapped my legs around Johnny's body to sell the pain. He whispered in my ear "Yeah, baby," giving me a peck on the cheek that probably couldn't be seen because of my hair. What a fucking creep! I really hated him! I was just trying to put on a good show for him… for his fucking company… and he subjects me to that crap! Grrrrrr…     

Sarah's Side – Sexy Ally in a bear hug? Is there anything better? I mean, anything?? Damn, she looked incredible, totally helpless with her leotard pulled WAAAAAAY up her huge ass! So cheeky and such a wedgie! God, she is the Queen of Wedgies! And watching her try to escape to no avail with those big buns jiggling! How hot is that?? Oh, and the way she moans and screams and it looks like she's about to cry! I love it! Ally is such a kickass woman, but she's also the best, sexiest damsel in distress! Um… YUM! Just have to put out of my head that it was my brother bear hugging Tushy Ally. God, is he creepy. And I think he had an erection! Oh… YUCK!

As much as John Jr. was grossing me out, the fans always loved the bear hug spot so I stayed in it for a while longer. And when I say "fans," more specifically, the pervy fans that enjoy seeing me trapped and helpless in my opponent's arms. Really, all I was trying to do was my job, but I guess they get off on seeing me scream and struggle. And, probably that my leotard almost always got wedged high up my butt! Oh, and this time Johnny made sure to grip the back of my leotard, so he was giving me a massive, and I mean MASSIVE, wedgie! And I'm sure the camera was almost as far up my big behind as my leotard was. The TSW cameramen always went for the butt shot close-up when I was trapped in a bear hug.

I finally made my escape, smacking John on both sides of the head. I fell to the mat and stayed down, still selling the effects of the bear hug as John staggered around after my blow to his head. He was still in better shape than I was, and as I tried to get back to my feet (on all fours) Johnny spanked me again! Really hard too, as you could hear the smack of the flesh all around the arena! Ouch! Plenty of boos, but there were cheers and whistles mixed in. As much as I hated it, there were fans that loved to see me get spanked. And I hated selling a spanking too, but I did fall down on my side and rub my big sore bum. Judging by the reaction, I think I would have a lot of volunteers to rub my butt for me!

John picked me up by the hair again, but I was ready blocking his punch and hitting him with my own shot to his jaw. To John's credit, he sold it huge, falling flat on his back like I knocked him out! Now I could finally pick my big ol' bear hug wedgie, much to the dismay of the fans but much to the relief of my Sporty Tushy! And of course, there were more wedgies to come, not to mention the natural ride-up I was famous for!

As you probably anticipated, my comeback was brief as when I went to bounce off the ropes, that cowardly, dastardly Phoebe grabbed the back of my hair (from the ring apron) and dropped me flat on my ass! Phoebe was playing her fairly new Heel role well, as the fans were all over her again.

Next we did the classic tag team wrestling spot, where Sarah got in the ring (without a tag) to try to even the odds with Phoebe's interference. As it always happened, the referee went to stop Sarah, pushing her back to our corner, and with his back turned, the Heels were free to double team me!

Johnny pushed me into their corner where Phoebe stuck her hands inside the leg-holes of my leotard to hold me in place. Within seconds I could feel my leotard wedged up my ass crack, as John began slugging me in the belly. It pissed me off! Phoebe could have just easily held me around the waist, but NO, she had to give me another freakin' wedgie! Ugh!

As I described in my tag team match with Phoebe against Paris and Spice when I was also double-teamed in their corner, I really did feel helpless with two of them working me over. Yes, we were all "following the script" for the most part, but I still felt vulnerable with two people that hated me essentially controlling the action. Phoebe had a death grip on the back of my leotard, and I really couldn't get past Johnny to escape (until I was supposed to, at least). I was especially afraid they would take advantage of the situation, and of course they did!

Apparently giving me a humiliating wedgie wasn't bad enough! Phoebe took one of her hands out of my leotard and dug her nails into my right ass cheek! Ouch! That totally surprised me and I actually did scream! I wasn't selling. I was so embarrassed, and my blood boiled as they both laughed at me!  

Next, Johnny turned me around with Phoebe holding me by the arms over the ropes. Then with my backside to John, he began spanking my ass as Phoebe held me in place. Originally he was just supposed to spank me once, but he lit into my butt with a series of hard smacks! God, it hurt, and even more humiliating was having to look right into Phoebe's eyes as John Jr. punished my big tush. I probably could have cried, but there was no fucking way that I'd give those assholes the satisfaction! As much as things had improved for me from a booking standpoint, there wasn't anything Sarah could do to stop their childish and hateful tactics!

I pulled away from Phoebe and began crawling towards my corner with my big, red wedgied butt pointed upward, but John grabbed me by the leg before I could tag in Sarah. Another really popular spot on the website was when my opponent carried me OTS-style (over the shoulder), so Johnny lifted me up (grabbing my ass the entire time, of course!) and placed me, bottoms-up, over his shoulder to carry me back to his corner. Of course I thought I looked ridiculous with my big butt in the air and my leotard wedged deep inside my cheeks, but there was yet another fetish that I catered to!

Johnny, who had his hand firmly planted on my ass, dumped me into his corner where Phoebe began choking me with the tag rope. I looked as helpless as ever and we hadn't even done the most humiliating spot yet! Why I ever agreed to this I'll never know, but John grabbed the front of my leotard and yanked it upward, wedging it high between my pussy lips. We did so many butt wedgies, and the requests started rolling in for frontals. And shockingly, almost everyone who made requests wanted to see ME get a frontal wedgie!

I screamed and tried to cover up, but of course I was on FULL display. Thank God for my Brazilian bikini wax! Gosh, I was horrified, and I just had to cut it short, falling out of the ring and to the floor where not everyone could see me (thankfully!) and I could fix my leotard. I mean, it was still quite embarrassing, but I had made peace with showing a lot of ass (it was my "moneymaker" literally!), but my vagina was too much! I have children for cryin' out loud!  

Anyway, as I remained on the floor, having adjusted the front and back of my leotard, out of the ring came Johnny to continue pummeling me. But I was ready for him! He pulled me up by the hair so he could throw me against the steel ring steps, but I reversed it and sent him crashing into the steps! From there I climbed back up on to the ring apron, where I was going to leap down on to the stumbling John, but again Phoebe attacked me from behind, a double axe handle to the back that sent me flying off the ring apron, bouncing off the ringside barrier, and then back down to the floor. It was a pretty sick looking bump I took, leaving the fans in awe!

Of course, kickass wrestling and a cool looking spot quickly took a backseat, as Johnny picked me up by the hair and back of the leotard again to throw me into the ring. Damn it, I just hated when HE gave me a wedgie! I could see that he was just staring at my ass as he pulled the leotard high up my crack. "Just hold on, sweet cheeks," he told me, as we just stood there with him cranking the stretchy orange spandex up my butt. "What are we waiting for?"  I whispered, the guys sitting at ringside behind me chanting "WEDGIE! WEDGIE!" "We're gonna get more footage of your fat jiggling ass for the website," laughed John, pulling my leotard up even higher, tightening the already-painful, already-humiliating wedgie. I had no idea what he was talking about! We were in the middle of a match! But then I looked down and there was a guy with a camera lying on the floor shooting my ass! What the fuck?! I guess besides the obvious, a super-close-up view of my butt, apparently this point of view gave the pervs who frequent the site the feeling that I was about to sit on their face. I mean, really? Really?? Although, I guess it makes sense. Zoey wanted me to sit on her face during our private session, and there's always comments online pertaining to "eating my ass", "smelling my ass", and of course wanting me to sit on their face. And this is my dream job??

Well, apparently the cameraman was done shooting my ass from below as John tossed me back in the ring maintaining a handful of leotard. And he groped my tushy again as he rolled me under the ropes. Did I mention how much I hated him? How I dreamed about knocking his privileged, rich-boy ass out with one punch (and I know I could!)?

Back inside the ring, John went to do an elbow drop on me, but I rolled out of the way. I crawled over to my corner, finally making the tag to Sarah. I continued selling the punishment I took, laying down on the apron as the action continued. I left my leotard wedged up my butt, as I was too beaten up to think about fixing my wedgie. Of course, some of the fans on that side of the ring who had a perfect view of my ass chanted "pick that wedgie!" and "Ally's got a fatty!" Ugh!

Meanwhile, Sarah was just getting her ass kicked by Phoebe, as the champ finally tagged in. She was afraid to face me one on one, but she was more than willing to kick the super-inexperienced Sarah's butt. Sarah did a good job selling Phoebe's offense, and Phoebe seemed to be taking care of her (not hurting her) for the most part. Sarah did have to endure her own humiliating spot, as Phoebe grabbed her around the waist from behind and bounced her up and down. The crowd absolutely loved it with Sarah's huge breasts bouncing and the possibility that she might pop out of her low-cut leotard.  Amazingly, Sarah's D-cups (at least!) stayed put in her top, but she did have a nip-slip a few moments later as Phoebe beat her up in the corner.

As Phoebe continued beating on Sarah, I finally stood up on the apron, reaching out as far as I could for the tag. I did fix my wedgie first, which got a lot of whistles and laughter. And I received a lot of cheers as I stood on the bottom rope and leaned over into the ring to try to tag Sarah. I wonder  why?! (Rhetorical question!) In my desperation to get a tag (still bending over into the ring), Phoebe surprised me with a cheap knee to the head. We did this to set up the "Stereo Wedgie." Like I needed another wedgie!

Anyway, as I was dazed on the ring apron, Johnny pulled me by the hair into the ring, standing me next to Sarah, who was being held up by Phoebe. They both stood to the side of us, each grabbing a handful of the backs of our leotards. The fans started cheering immediately as John and Phoebe teased the wedgies. They did a countdown starting at 3, and yanked our orange spandex suits up our asses simultaneously! The "Stereo Wedgie," as they called it! God, did it hurt as Johnny tried to split me in half!! We both screamed "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" as they bounced us by our leotards! This definitely ranked up there with my most embarrassing wedgies because it was John, who I absolutely hated, and because he was stronger than my usual opponents and could really bounce me! I could feel my huge tushy cheeks jiggling like they never jiggled before, which was really saying something! And Johnny didn't hesitate spanking me again as he continued ripping the orange spandex into my ass crack and crotch. Poor Sarah, whose bottoms were cut at the leg, had a lot of material up her butt as Phoebe bounced her! They were just dominating and totally humiliating us!

Of course, only one side of the arena could actually see the "Stereo Wedgie," so John Jr. and Phoebe slowly spun us around by our leotards so everyone could see. John even spanked me for each side of the freakin' arena! He really knows how to treat the customers! What an asshole!

They finally finished humiliating us (the "Stereo Wedgie" had gone a lot longer than we originally planned!) and tossed us both out of the ring by our leotards, of course! The side of the arena where we landed definitely hit the naked tushy jackpot, as we both just laid there with our suits wedged high up our asses. I thought about rolling over on to my back just to spite John and Phoebe, but I didn't because I knew the portion of the fan base that came to see all of the cheesecake would be disappointed.

With the referee starting his 10-count to count us out of the ring, Phoebe came down to the floor and tossed Sarah, who was still the legal wrestler for our team, back in the ring. From there she continued beating on Sarah and just embarrassing her, playing with Sarah's breasts in the corner and just tossing her around like a ragdoll. Sarah played the damsel in distress perfectly, looking absolutely helpless, and her leotard was still completely disheveled, pulled up her ass like a thong and one of her nipples was clearly showing!

The fans began chanting "Ally! Ally!" as I was still laid out on the floor with my leotard bunched tightly between my big buns. I slowly began to stir as Phoebe continued punishing Sarah, the crowd yelling my name even louder to rescue my partner in peril. I listened for the referee hitting the mat for the 3-count to count a pin, and that was my cue to get back into the match.

With Phoebe pinning Sarah and the ref about to hit the mat for a third time, I jumped into the ring and pulled Phoebe off of Sarah to break up the pin and save the match! The crowd went crazy and Phoebe ran back to her corner to hide behind John. Meanwhile, I helped Sarah to our corner so I could then make the legal tag and get in the match.

Now the crowd was fully behind me as I yelled at Phoebe to get in the ring! But, she tagged in John and jumped down off the apron, still showing that she feared me. John also was reluctant to face me, so I grabbed him by the head and flipped over the top rope into the ring! I pulled him up by the hair and slammed his head repeatedly into the turnbuckle. As he stumbled around in the center of the ring, I kicked him in the gut and dropped him with a DDT. I went for the pin, but lifted his head up before the count of 3. "No… NO!" I screamed, the crowd going crazy. "I'm going to put your pathetic ass through this ring!"

I bent Johnny over and put his head between my thighs (Yuck!). The crowd got louder as they knew the Ally Bomb was coming! I put my arms under his midsection, and lifted him up in the air (flipping him) until he was sitting on my shoulders. I tried not to think about that my face was in his crotch (Yuck! #2). With my hands holding his sides, I slammed John Jr. back-first to the mat, leaving my feet and landing on my butt. The roof of the building almost came off as the fans cheered my devastating finisher, with Johnny lying motionless on the mat! I tried to control myself, but I was so angry at him (for real) and yelled "Take that you son of a bitch!" as I slapped him across the face. I got the easy pin, the referee raising my arm and Sarah's in victory! I quickly jumped out of the ring and kissed Zach, who was sitting ringside, of course. That was our new tradition and I loved it! But I wasn't finished yet!

I climbed back in the ring and challenged Phoebe to get her ass in there with me! "C'mon, just you and me!" I yelled, with my hands on my hips. She put a knee up on the apron like she was about to climb in, but slowly backed away. Now the fans were really booing Phoebe, hungry to see me finally get my hands on her. "Okay, you coward!" I yelled, speaking into a microphone. "It looks like I'm just going to have to come out there and get you!"

I jumped out of the ring as Phoebe turned around and ran! I chased her down the aisle, but she disappeared into the back. Of course, I got a quick reminder that running and my wrestling leotards didn't mix, as the orange spandex SHOT up my ass crack!

I briefly searched the back for Phoebe, coming back out after I couldn't find her. "She can run away now," I said, on a microphone, the crowd still booing the champion. "But in two weeks when we meet for the title… there will be nowhere for her to hide!!!"

The booing quickly turned to cheering, and the TSW Arena broke into the alternating "Sporty/Ally" chant. I hugged and kissed a few young girls who were sitting on the aisle screaming "We love you, Ally!" as my theme song started to play. It looked like another feel-good ending for your favorite wrestler!

Well, until Phoebe emerged from the back with a white cloth!

Those same girls who I hugged and kissed screamed to me "look out!" but it was too late as Phoebe snuck up behind me, grabbing me around the waist with one arm as she put the rag over my nose and mouth! The chloroform KO angle was pretty rare in wrestling, but we thought it would be effective here. It was a good way to show that Phoebe was afraid of me, having to resort to desperate (and cowardly) measures to take me out, and keep in mind that Phoebe was a fan favorite and top star for several years… We wanted to show how far she had sunk, and that she would do anything to keep her title.

I let a few muffled screams and waved my arms frantically as the chloroform slowly took effect. The crowd went from cheering, to booing, to stunned silence, as my arms fell and my eyes closed. I was helpless in Phoebe's arms! Of course, I wasn't really unconscious, but I had to do my best to act like I was, which made me feel rather vulnerable since I didn't totally trust Phoebe. I mean, she could kind of do anything to me and I couldn't react. Although, I already had a MAJOR wedgie going! When I was in Phoebe's grasp during the chloroform knockout, her body rubbing up against my ass caused my leotard to ride up between my big buns! Bad enough that I got knocked out by "Barbie," but my panties were in a bunch!

And as I mentioned earlier, the OTS-style carry (over the shoulder) was very popular on the website, so of course we had to do another one! Phoebe pulled me up like she was about to give me a bear hug, yanking my leotard up my ass and halfway up my freakin' back, and grabbed two handfuls of "Sporty Tushy" to throw me over her shoulder to carry me to the ring. God, it was so humiliating being carried OTS to begin with, especially with my big ass and high-riding leotards, and this was even worse since I was taller and lot more… um… voluptuous than Phoebe. Plus, she was holding me right in front of those young girls who were huge fans of mine, and she had her hand right on my tushy!

So Phoebe carried me to the ring, sitting me down on the ring apron and rolling my lifeless body inside the ring. She followed me into the ring and stood over me triumphant, slapping me across the face and screaming "You'll never be champion, you fat cow!"

With the crowd booing and throwing things at Phoebe, Sarah ran into the ring to try to save me, but she was met with a vicious knee to the stomach and tossed back out of the ring by the champion.

Johnny, who had finally recovered from my Ally Bomb, slid a wood table into the ring for the big finish to the angle. Phoebe was going to piledrive me through the table! "Watch what I'm going to do to your hero!" Phoebe screamed, as she lifted me up on to the table, using my hair and the back my leotard and giving me yet another massive wedgie! Damn it, did it hurt! I was doing the "dead weight" act, so the leotard pulled hard against my ass crack!

Phoebe got up on the table, my body lying helplessly below her. Again, she yelled at the crowd how she was about to destroy their "hero," placing my head between her thighs. At first she started pulling me up by the back of the leotard, providing quite a visual for the fans on that side of the arena as I was bent over with my orange suit way up my ass and even in between my pussy lips, but then she put her arms underneath my stomach and lifted me up until I was turned upside down.

Now don't get me wrong, I was nervous about doing this move. A regular piledriver is dangerous enough, and performing one up on a table is kind of crazy, but I wanted to do something big and devastating looking! With all of the wedgies, T&A, and humiliation, I was still a fan of kickass wrestling and a piledriver through a table would rock! And while Phoebe was kind of an asshole (at least to me), she was still a really good, sound wrestler and I trusted her in performing the move safely so I didn't end up… you know… paralyzed.

A hush came over the crowd as my legs were high in the air. Well, except for one guy who yelled, "How does Ally's ass smell?!" since my but butt was right in Phoebe's face. Classy! Anyway, Phoebe dropped to her butt, leaning back enough to protect my head as we both went crashing through the pre-cracked table (the wood tables in pro wrestling are always rigged to break on contact)! Everyone in the arena got up from their seats, stunned and concerned for my health as I laid there motionless. This was a pretty hardcore angle regardless, never mind for women's wrestling… they couldn't believe what they just saw!

The silence was eventually broken, as the fans began yelling all kinds of "colorful" names at Phoebe. They truly hated her, which meant that the angle was an absolute success! Phoebe stood up in all the debris and placed her foot on my ass to show her dominance. "What did I tell you?" she yelled, a microphone in hand. "Your hero… Sporty Ally… is finished! FINISHED!! She'll never wrestle again!!! I'm your champion, and I'll continue to be your champion until I decide to retire!"

Phoebe spanked my butt and left the ring with Johnny, as the fans started chanting "Ally! Ally!" hoping I would get up. But to really put over the angle I didn't get up, and they had EMT's come to the ring to secure my head and stretcher me out of the ring. As they carried me down the aisle, I could see those young girls crying… I felt terrible and wanted to raise my arm to show that I was okay, but that would have lessened the impact of the angle.

And of course, Sporty Ally would be back, seeking vengeance and the TSW Women's Championship!

The End