ToXXXic Ch. 03

Roxanne another strong sip before setting the bottle down and answering, "Yeah, it's me."

"We're in the first bedroom, on the right!"

We're? SHE and Rhea were already waiting for her. No point in stalling anymore. "Alright. I'm coming in." Needless to say, Roxanne's heart was pumping. If her suspicions were to be believed, then the woman waiting for her on the other side of that door that she approached momentarily, not Rhea, very much fit the description of "old friend turned bitter enemy". And truthfully, Roxy didn't know how to feel about that. But either way, coming to that conclusion didn't matter until she got verification of the person's identity. So, Roxanne quit dawdling and opened the bedroom door.

The door creaked so it did, keeping the young wrestling prodigy on the edge of her seat, waiting and waiting to see the massive revelation. Coming into view first was Rhea, looking as massive, cool and, admittedly hot in Roxy's opinion, as ever. Literally every inch of The Nightmare looked incredible, even fully-clothed. Roxanne wasn't a particularly religious girl, nor bi-curious, but yeah, she couldn't help but agree with all the Internet simps on this one: God fished deep into his bag to make Rhea Ripley.

Of course, as amazing as Mami looked, she wasn't what Roxanne's eyes were searching for. Perez kept pushing, the door kept creaking and, eventually, her "incentive" came into view. Already on the bed, laying face down, ass up, her asshole semi-gaping, saliva dripping from the rim and trailing down her leg, was exactly the woman Roxanne had been expecting. She couldn't see the girl's face, but she knew. The tattoo on her right ass cheek, a heart with devil ears and a matching tail, was a dead giveaway. It couldn't be anyone else but Roxanne's former tag-team partner and, for a time, best friend. It had to be Cora Jade.

"Here she is, Rox! This is your incentive," Rhea smugly announced, reaching down and latching a strong hand on one of the petite brunette's perky ass cheeks, jiggling it around as Roxanne stood aghast. Suddenly, Rhea released her grip before slamming the same hand back down, cracking that booty like a whip, Cora squealing in response as Rhea growled, "Welcome our guest, bitch!"

"H-Hi, Rox," Cora squeaked out, turning to face her former bestie without properly leaving bitch position. "Surprise?"

"C-Cora? Are you...why?" Roxanne asked, rubbing her forehead in confusion as she stammered. "Why are you here?"

"Y-You know why I'm here, Rox. You're supposed to fuck my ass," Captain Obvious Cora pointed out.

"Yeah, I know that! That's what they said! But they didn't tell me it was you! I mean...I thought it might be you, but they still didn't tell me for sure! And regardless, why would you agree to it? Don't you hate me for beating you to the title?" Roxanne asked, still a bit shocked by the reveal, even if she'd been expecting it.

"Somewhat...But, that's part of it! Rhea-OWWW!" The Skater Girl's explanation was cut off briefly, another harsh slap to that tight little booty correcting her mistake. "Mami...promised to help me take my wrestling skills to the next level if I helped her and Stephanie out with this little project."

"And a promise kept, bitch! You'll be winnin' matches in no time, rest assured," Rhea said, continuing to grope Cora's bum. "I already got a head start on 'er, Roxy! And she's got a head start on preparing to take ya belt! We're startin' with studyin' tape." In turn, Cora flashed her phone, the screen displaying one of what was a playlist of matches for Cora to observe and learn from; they'd discuss what she'd learned later. "May as well put that away now, mate. We'll get back to that after Roxy's wrecked ya bum."

"Yes, Mami," Cora sheepishly adhered, setting her phone on the bedside table and providing a little ass shake to entice her bitter rival. "Come on, Rox. Take my ass. You know you want it...hell, I know you want it. Show me why Toxic hasn't shut up about 'Mistress Prodigy'."

"Cora, why are you doing this? Really? Do you actually care about beating me so bad, that you'd stoop to...this, for some advice that I could've given you free of charge before you stuck a knife in my back?"

Cora didn't get a chance to answer. Her Mami answered for her. "Ya givin' her too much credit, Perez. We didn't exactly have to pull Cora's leg here to get her to agree to this, ya know? C'mon now, mate, yer in that locker room! Ya should know that our little punk princess loves a nice, big cock up her slutty fucken bum!" Cora lowered her head in shame, leading Rhea to ask her, "What, ya gonna lie to me now that ya bezzie mate is here?"

A few solemn, silent seconds passed before Jade finally whimpered, "No, Mami."

"Alright then! Go on, bitch. Tell Mistress Prodigy how badly ya wanna be a good little bottom bitch for her!" Rhea instructed, and Cora prepared to answer. But this time, it was Rox who jumped in.

"Cora, you don't have to do that!"

Rhea, confused, asked, "The 'ell, Roxy? Why ya actin' so weird?"

"I'm weird?" Roxanne asked, raising her voice slightly. "I'm the only fucking normal person in this company, apparently! I'm the only one who doesn't care about butt-fucking my co-workers! Or getting my butt fucked, for that matter!"

"It's only weird 'cause ya makin' it weird," Rhea assured, finally leaving Cora's side to meet Rox, face-to-face.

"Yeah, that's why," Roxanne dismissed. "Surely it's not anything else?"

"Ah piss off, actin' like a prude now," Rhea ordered. "You've done it before, we all know it. So stop pretendin' to be some wrestlin' nun, already!"

Roxanne couldn't help but scoff at being referred to a "nun". "Whatever! Weird, not weird...it's irrelevant. Regardless, I don't want to hear Cora beg me like some pathetic little anal-addicted whore! It just feels...off to me. And, since Stephanie said tonight was all about me, that means I'm in charge here! So what I say goes!"

"Ha, ya think that's gonna hold up with me around here, mate? I'm the strongest fucken woman in the entire company! Ya not gonna push me around like all of them down in NXT." It didn't take much for The Nightmare to get fired up, but ultimately, Rhea remembered the mission statement that Steph had entrusted to her: guide Roxanne to her throne. So, she relented. "But, whatevah! Do what you want when it's ya turn to fuck this whore! But if you don't wanna go first, then I will. Probably best anyway, so I can show ya how it's done!"

"What if I really do wanna go first?" Roxy asked sassily, a hand on her hip.

"Do ya really?" Rhea asked, skeptical.

Roxanne paused, not expecting Rhea to call her bluff, before admitting, "No, not really."

"Yeah. That's what I thought. Now shut up and help me get these clothes off!" Rhea ordered, possibly overstepping her boundaries but ultimately, Rhea didn't see the harm and, thankfully, neither did Roxanne. After a groan and wealth of hesitation, The Prodigy stepped forward and helped Rhea out of her extremely tight-fitting top. Next came the jeans, clinging just as tightly to Rhea's skin, and her boots followed after that, leaving Mami's naked body exposed, marvelous as ever.

"Like what ya see, Roxy?" Rhea asked, grinning smugly. "Go on, admit it. Everyone does! Thousands...no, millions of guys and gals wankin' and rubbin' off everytime I step into a wrestlin' ring? Every woman in the back dreamin' about gettin' to worship me firsthand?"

"Sorry, hun," Roxanne sassily began. "But I'm not gay."

"If ya weren't at least a little bit gay, ya wouldn't be here, sis," Rhea pointed out, the younger girl rolling her eyes in response. "C'mon, admit ya like my body."

"Just get a strap-on and take your turn, already," Roxanne ordered, but Rhea seemed intent on teaching the alpha-in-training a lesson. So, with Roxanne so close and refusing to comply, Rhea just couldn't resist reaching out and seizing Perez's arm, pulling the tiny girl into her embrace. Roxanne struggled but, unfortunately, her efforts were no use, Rhea forcing Roxy's beautiful face into those large, natural milkers of hers. The Prodigy pushed and flailed but...nothing. She only escaped seconds later, when Rhea allowed her to.

"Why the fuck did you do that!" Roxy snapped, rubbing her face for something that wasn't there, Rhea laughing uncontrollably.

"Ah...you're a lot of fun, Roxy," Rhea responded seconds later, beginning to come down. "Fun to fuck with, that is. Little too stuck up to hang with."

"I'm not stuck up!" Roxanne denied. "I just don't like being forced to do things I don't want to! Why's that so hard to understand?"

"Probably because we all love each other's arses and you're still pretendin' not to," Rhea suggested as she waltzed over to her bag on the floor and pulled out a large, 10-inch strap-on cock and matching harness. Before long, that dildo was protruding from Rhea's crotch, and The Nightmare was positioned behind NXT's Skater Girl. "What do ya think, bitch? Think Roxy's stuck up?"

"Yes, Mami," Cora immediately answered. "She's always been like that. It made ending our friendship that much easier."

"Oh shut up," Roxy snapped at her old friend. "You've always been a jealous little bitch, Cora."

"Hey, hey, now, let's not lose focus," Rhea cockily attempted to rein Roxanne back in, despite the fact that her shit-stirring got The Prodigy fired up in the first place. "Ya supposed to watch closely, study my movements. Got that, mate? Steph sees a lot in ya. Can't say I'm exactly eye to eye with her there..."

"Oh, really?" Roxanne asked, arms crossed and eyebrows raised.

"Well, c'mon now, babe...ya a little too small and cute to be a scary alpha like me. Ya good in the ring, for sure, but ya haven't really taken on anyone like me to test yaself. Put that with ya lack of size and, I think ya come up just a bit...wait for it...short! Personally, I'm not really sure why Steph's so high on ya. I think with that pretty face and nice, fuckable arse, ya'd make out much better in bendin' over for me."

"Nice, fuckable ass, huh?" Roxy groaned before whipping back, "Ditto."

Rhea hissed in response before adding, "Whatevah! Just pay attention, okay? I don't have all night to teach you this shit!"

"Whatever you say, Mami," Roxanne quipped, adding a bit of sarcastic spice to Rhea's official title. "The floor is yours."

"Always is, love, and don't ya evah forget it," Rhea assured before turning her attention to the Chicago native in front of her. "Roxy may not want to hear it, but I sure fucken do! So, go ahead and tell Mami what ya want, slut!"

"I..." Cora whimpered, her pathetic declaration cut off by the feeling of Mami's strong hands peeling her tight, perky ass cheeks apart. "I want you to use my asshole, Mami. Please? Can I please worship your alpha cock with my butt?"

Roxanne couldn't help but facepalm; this is the "driven" girl that wants to take her NXT Championship? Regardless, Rhea seemed satisfied with Cora's response, shooting out a thick, fat wad of spit that splashed down onto Cora's winking, aching butthole. "Aww, she's so precious, isn't she, Rox? What a good, little butt bitch! Who's Mami's good little bitch?" Roxanne rolled her eyes, the feeling even worse once Jade answered.

"I am, Mami," Cora shamelessly admitted, burying her face in the bed not out of embarrassment, but because she knew that's how Rhea wanted her. "I'm your good little bitch."

"Yes ya are, slut!" Rhea doubled-down, slapping that gorgeous booty again before ordering, "C'mon now, spread 'em for me! Ya don't want Mami doin' all the work now, do ya, mate?"

"No, Mami," Cora whimpered again, taking over the duties of keeping her jiggly little cakes spread, digging her nails into the tan butt flesh.

"Mmmm...perfect. Pretty little hole. Wanna peek, Rox?" Rhea asked, following up with two spit wads, another to Cora's asshole and one to her cock.

"Just take your turn, already," Roxanne groaned.

"Suit yaself," Rhea shrugged and, with nothing else to say, lined up her cock and promptly pressed it against that awaiting backdoor. Immediately, Cora let out a sadistic sound, marked by the lack of pain in her voice that only seemed to grow with lust as inch after inch was buried into her bowels. A fact that Roxanne found surprisingly upsetting. Surprising because of their history.

Roxy knew she shouldn't care about Cora, shouldn't be bothered by her friend's pathetic nature; it had never bothered her before. But, she'd never been this close to the action, ringside with no other boost distractions. Here and now, her eyes were locked on Cora's butthole and Rhea's cock, the pair showcasing how acquainted they've truly become, further proved by the speed at which Jade's little bum gobbled up every single salacious inch.

"Holy shit, that was fast!" Rhea exclaimed, just as surprised as Roxy. "That's gotta be a new record for ya, Cora! Good work! Ya booty really is perfect for this kinda stuff!"

"T-Thank you, M-Mami!" Cora squealed, her gratitude welcomed not by Rhea's words, but by another slap to that marvelously tight behind.

"Good bitch!" Rhea dismissed before once again returning her attention to the woman she WASN'T fucking. "See how easy she takes it, Roxy? I didn't make her this way! Your little friend-"

"Former friend," Roxanne interrupted to correct. "And either way, that's not really news. Maybe it's still weird to see so close up, maybe I'm not thrilled about potentially indulging...but Cora's ass is almost free-use in NXT. Even I know that, and I'm not even a part of your little lesbian sex hierarchy."

"It is!" Cora piped up. "Oh God...I'm sorry, Roxy! I'm s-sorry! I know it's kind of pathetic, but I...I love big cocks up my slutty fucking butt!"

"Shut up, bitch, nobody was talkin' to ya!" Rhea snapped, finally pulling out and pumping in, beginning her turn at sodomizing Cora's "used-up" asshole. And, as she did, her massive, muscular thunder thighs colliding into those tan and tasty Chicagoan cheeks, Ripley once again returned her attention to tonight's feature attraction. "Watch closely, Rox! Pay attention to how a real alpha wrecks a bum!"

"Yeah...no," Roxy dismissed cockily. "Trust me, I'm plenty skilled. They don't call me 'The Prodigy' for nothing, you know?"

"Oh, othah people call ya that? I thought it was one of those ironic names ya make up for yaself," Rhea quipped.

"Yeah. They do," Roxy doubled-down. "I've got a division full of bitches like Cora begging for me to start topping regularly. If that doesn't scream 'Prodigy' then I don't know what does."

"Maybe if ya stopped yappin' ya trap and actually put those so-called skills of yours to use, I'd believe ya, mate!" Rhea snapped, beginning to pipe down cute Cora at a faster, rougher pace. As established, Jade's backdoor was more than qualified for that kind of punishment; if it hadn't been already, her weeks of "preparation" with Mami ensured it definitely was now. NXT's penny board-sporting Skater Girl turned weapon-wielding ball drainer, despite her big aspirations of becoming a major champion and overcoming her rival, was an often passed around piece of ass. Through her early days as the youngest girl on the roster, past her trials and tribulations and through the heartbreak of turning on Roxy and embracing a darker, more vicious side herself, Cora's love for taking cocks up her ass hadn't changed.

Now sure, was being a slut for girlcock up her ass something Cora would spend all day, everyday dreaming about? No, of course not. But, when presented with the offer of bending over and putting her tight little butt to use...how could she resist? Especially in times like this, where bottoming out truly benefited her. Getting railed by the most-physically dominant woman in the entire company, that cock barreling in and out her worn-out chute, on top of tips and tricks to help her actual wrestling elevate to that next level, that upper echelon as it were? Win-win!

Soon, there'd be no "second fiddle" for Cora. She wouldn't have to live in Roxy's prodigious shadow because SHE'D be the NXT Women's Champion, not Rox. God, Cora couldn't wait! And sure, naturally, the inevitable act of getting bummed by the woman she was desperate to pin 1-2-3 would be a bitter pill to swallow! But it would all be worth it once Cora was raising that title high in the sky, her rival laid out, looking up at the lights. Cora's future was nice to think about...until the absolutely mind-bending force of Rhea's thrusts made thinking coherently a bit too challenging for poor, petite little fuckdoll Cora Jade.

As expected, Rhea was relentless, every movement enough to tame even the most confident of pro wrestling's women; someone like Cora never stood a chance. But nevertheless, it seemed like now, with Roxanne looking on, Ripley was somehow taking her game to an entirely new, incredible level. Mami never seemed more than a few seconds away from breaking the itty-bitty butt bitch in two, carefully towing the line as she brutally wrecked Cora's booty. And all the while, Roxanne couldn't help but look on intently.

For all her merits, when challenged about her wrestling acumen, Roxy was quite the little firecracker. So naturally, when Rhea had sent a few quips her way, the last thing NXT's top Latina baddie wanted to do was give Mami even more attention. But as their brief, bitter heat died down, Roxy found herself paying attention to what could only be described as "The Complete and Total Anal Annihilation of Cora Jade". And maybe it was just because the girl getting wrecked happened to be the one who stuck a knife in her back...or, maybe it was because Roxanne was actually more turned on than she was willing to admit. Either way, she was watching very, VERY closely to the action. So close that Rhea couldn't help but notice.

"Good girl, Rox," Rhea beamed patronizingly. "Guess ya can listen to instructions!"

"I wasn't..." Roxy turned away. "I wasn't watching, or anything."

"No, huh? So, I guess you wouldn't want to take your turn now, then?" Rhea asked sarcastically.

Roxanne ignored, but Rhea continued prodding sarcastically. "Noooooooo, not little prude Roxy! Because she doesn't like toppin'! No, no, no! Hell, I joke but, ya have topped before so...maybe ya tellin' the truth? Or, ya own version, anyway."

Roxanne furrowed her brows while Rhea kept piling on and pumping into Cora, the tiny brunette's moans growing out of control. "Yeah, your version. I'll bet ya don't like toppin' 'cause ya secretly a natural bottom! A little butt bitch, just like ya friend here! Ooooh, I'll bet ya want Mami to bend ya ovah and pound that fat, virgin arse right next to little Cora, huh, Rox? Just a couple of tiny fuckdolls to-"

"ALRIGHT!" Roxanne screamed, cutting Rhea off. "I'll take my fucking turn. Now shut the fuck up." Ripley wasn't quite so happy with being shouted at by someone she could easily destroy if she wanted, especially when that someone looked about as threatening as an angry little bunny rabbit; about as cute as one too. Either way though, Rhea let it slide, mostly because she got what she wanted. Rox was finally ready to roll and thus, Mami could finally witness this supposedly god-level natural topping ability The Prodigy and her supporters claimed she possessed.

"Good," Rhea confidently acknowledged, swallowing her pride and allowing Roxy's little bark to go unchecked as she finished up with Cora's gaping bumhole, pulling her cock from the little bitch's pipe, ass cream dripping from the tip. "Glad ya finally seein' things my way."

Rhea left Cora's side and traveled to a nearby chair, a duffel bag not unlike those used by the wrestlers to store work-out clothes and gear, sitting on top of it. As she did, Roxanne insisted, "No, I'm seeing things MY way. And by my way, I mean I don't have to listen to your big mouth talking about MY ass anymore."