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Old 02-13-2016, 07:47 PM
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AJ Lee rules over the WWE diva’s division as champion. After winning the pink and purple butterfly belt for a third time, it’s clear to all that she is the top diva in the WWE. Now Stephanie McMahon has turned her attention to the diva’s division. With ratings falling and a personal need to stamp down her authority, she has taken the decision to act against the current way of things in the only way she knows how.

‘Let’s Light it Up’ appears on the RAW titantron and the crowd erupts as AJ Lee skips out onto the stage. She’s rocking a pair of long capri black and white shorts with straps hanging off the back and a grey tank top with a black leather jacket zipped half way up. Her championship belt hangs lazily on her shoulder.

AJ smiles at the ground and begins walking down the ramp, before breaking into a skip. Since this is her first official night as a three-time champion, she skips around the ring an extra time, soaking the adulation in. She steps into the ring, her ring, in her black converse shoes and stands for a few moments as the music fades away and the full sound of the crowd can be heard.

Taking a microphone from one of the stagehands, she holds it under her chin and gives the TV cameras a flash of her gleaming white teeth. AJ takes a deep breath in, but is immediately interrupted by ‘Welcome to the Queendom’, Stephanie McMahon’s entrance music.

AJ’s face drops as the co-leader of The Authority steps out onto the top of the stage. She holds a microphone and paces back and forth for a few moments dressed in a black one-piece dress. Her powerful legs stop in the centre of the stage and she twizzles the microphone in her hands for a moment until her music cuts out.

“No, no, no, this isn’t going to happen,” said Stephanie. “I know how this is going to happen. You want to come out here, run your mouth about how proud you are to be champion again, and then bore us all with how good you think you are.”

AJ smirks at Stephanie and raises the microphone to her lips. “Stephanie –”

“I wasn’t done speaking. For your information AJ, I want you to remember that just because you’re the champion doesn’t make you the number one woman in this country. I am. The champion of the diva’s division is my champion. It means you’re the best woman under me. And you’re an embarrassment to have as my champion.”

The crowd interrupts the two women with a hail of booing.

“You don’t own this company yet, Stephanie,” said AJ. “You and Triple H might call yourself The Authority, but we all know who still runs this company. And I guarantee Vince doesn’t give a damn what you think. You’re still just his little princess.”

Stephanie smirks. “I will always be my daddy’s little princess. And this company will be mine one day. It means you’re my employee and what I say goes. I could stand here and talk –”

“But you’d rather be on your back taking it like the sl*t you are from the next employee who wants a title shot.”

Stephanie rolled her eyes as a few audible laughs managed to escape onto the television screens of the viewers at home. “That is the type of attitude that I don’t like from champions. You think that you can insult your employer’s family. Well this isn’t the Attitude Era anymore. Things have changed. Superstars obey me. And since you like to call other people sl*ts, let’s see how much of a sl*t you are. You once said you idolised former WWE diva Lita. Well I’m going to give you a taste of the era she came from. Because tonight, you’re going to put your title on the line in a bra and panties match. And, AJ, this is going to be one of the shortest championship reigns in WWE history. Oh, and it starts right now.”

“What?” was all AJ could get out as Natalya’s theme music ‘New Foundation’ began to play. “I’m not even in my ring gear!”

Stephanie just laughed at her as the crowd cheered their approval. They didn’t care who would win this. Their loyalties were to AJ, but the chance of seeing her in her underwear was too much to pass up.

AJ covered her head with her hands as she stared at the ramp and Stephanie, waiting for her opponent to appear. She knew she could do this. She was AJ Lee. Natalya had been beaten by practically everyone on the roster at some point. She could get out of this.

The deafening roar of the crowd rang in AJ’s ears. She stared dumbly at the ramp, waiting for her opponent. By the time AJ realised something was wrong, Natalya snaked into the ring and clattered her in the back of the head with a vicious thump, knocking her onto her front.

Natalya began to stomp her with her long white ring boots, over and over, making sure she stayed down. When she was satisfied that AJ had been momentarily disabled, she raised her hands and played up the crowd. This was her chance for revenge. She’d been overlooked for too long. Dressed in her ring gear of tiny shorts and a short top covered in hearts of purple, white, and black she knew she had the advantage. With her thick thighs and tight midriff exposed, AJ had nothing to grab onto. Stephanie had done well by her this time.

Turning back to AJ, she picked her up and performed a snap suplex in the middle of the ring. AJ cried out and held her back. Natalya gritted her teeth and smiled wickedly, before picking her up again and repeating the move.

By this time, a referee had slid into the ring and called for the bell. The match had officially started. It was stripped or be stripped for both these women.

AJ barely knew where she was. The pain in her spine rippled up her body. She wanted to get back to the locker room. She had to retreat before her bones crumbled into dust.

Natalya grabbed her ankle as she tried to roll away and wrestled her to her feet with a handful of black hair. Picking her up again, she body slammed her onto the canvas, piling on the pain. Stephanie continued smiling on top of the stage.

This time Natalya walked around AJ and grabbed her by the front of her leather jacket. She fumbled with the zip, but AJ kicked out over her head and smashed her foot onto the top of her opponent’s head. Natalya cried out and fell to one knee. AJ used this opportunity to roll forward and attempt to use the opposing ropes to climb to her feet.

Natalya held onto the top of her blonde scalp and charged towards AJ. AJ didn’t turn around in time and was bundled out of the ring, slamming down on the concrete padding on her side. Natalya pumped herself up again with a scream and climbed out of the ring to continue the attack. Picking AJ up by the back of her coat, she looked to the steel stairs and Irish whipped her into them. The diva’s champion slammed shoulder first into them, launching the top half of the steps away.

Instead of gloating about her victory, Natalya plunged her hand into the back of AJ’s capris and lifted her up like a small child. Carrying the defenceless AJ, she dumped her on the ring apron and shoved her back into the ring. This time Natalya turned AJ over without any further resistance and unzipped the jacket. Wrestling it off her shoulders, she span it around her head mockingly and threw it into the crowd.

AJ was down to her light grey tank top and had barely moved since colliding with the steel steps. Natalya returned to the fallen champion and picked her up by her wrist. AJ’s eyes were closed and she couldn’t stand under her own volition. Natalya got behind her, calling for a bridging German suplex. The crowd continued to cheer and Natalya soaked it up. She paused for a moment. Licking her lips, she allowed AJ’s head to slump to one side and peeked over her shoulder.

Natalya moved her hands down to where AJ’s black and silver belt was and unclasped it with ease, followed by the top button of her shorts. Before AJ could react to the increased crowd noise, her attacker tightened her grip and flipped her over her head in a picture-perfect German suplex. AJ landed on her upper back. The force of the suplex sent her rolling straight onto her front.

By now, Stephanie was feeling confident and began to saunter down the ramp to ringside, where AJ was lying only inches away from the ropes. She wanted to watch her humiliation up close and personal.

Natalya grabbed the bottom of AJ’s legs and dragged her back into the centre of the ring. Lifting them up, she began to tie them around her own. With a deep breath, Natalya pulled up and AJ Lee screamed in anguish as she was placed in the sharpshooter.

Stephanie took this as her cue to climb into the ring, carefully making sure her dress didn’t ride up. With her trademark McMahon smile, she kicked AJ’s hands out from under her, which only increased the torque on her back.

“How do you like that, AJ?” said Stephanie so loudly the camera managed to pick it up.

AJ could only scream in return as Natalya increased the pressure. With a wide grin on her face, Stephanie straightened her dress and paced in front of AJ, throwing her hands up and goading the crowd, who booed in return. They finally seemed to be getting behind AJ in the face of one of the most hated women in WWE.

In a show of defiance, the current Diva’s champion pushed herself off the mat again. This time she began to crawl inch by inch towards the ropes. Natalya tried desperately to hold on, but AJ’s determination drove her on. Stephanie moved out of the way, eager to see who would win this battle.

Her eyes widened as Natalya could barely keep the hold on. Step by step she was moved backwards. AJ was little more than a hand away from reaching the ropes.

“What are you doing?” Stephanie screamed at Natalya.

Natalya roared again and managed to yank AJ back towards the middle of the ring slightly. It appeared to be a last gasp effort as AJ continued fighting back against the pain. She pushed through the pain barrier and reached out a hand. Her fingertips fell just short of the ropes. One more inch and it would be all over.

Stephanie looked straight at Natalya and around at the crowd for help. She hadn’t wrestled in so many years. What could she do to stop this? Then she remembered what sort of match this was. She knew how to beat AJ. Stephanie swept in and grabbed the bottom of the grey tank top. She swept it up her body and over her head, exposing the top half of her Latina skin. Her toned abs came into view as her arms collapsed and her head hit the mat face first.

Natalya, too, let go and AJ rolled over and over, one arm on her lower back and another arm over her breasts, covered in nothing but a black push-up bra. She was only one pair of capri shorts away from losing her title and her dignity. The crowd cheered again and the cameras flashed as all thoughts of loyalty to AJ faded away.

Stephanie held the tank top in the air and paraded it around, before feigning to throw it to the crowd. She laughed and simply tossed it to the floor below. Natalya bent over and regained her breath from the tug of war that had ensued. She leaned against the turnbuckle whilst the crowd continued to surge. She knew she had this battle won.

“Come on,” Stephanie gestured at the floored AJ, who had finally removed her arms from her breasts. “Get her, Natalya.”

Natalya refocused her sights on AJ. She was more tired than she thought. AJ was probably the toughest girl on the roster right now. Only her power moves could keep her down. But did she end this quickly and take the title, or draw it out in order to keep Stephanie’s support? Stephanie had made it clear she wouldn’t accept a quick victory.

Natalya approached AJ and rolled her over onto her front. She picked her up and grabbed her by the back of her shorts. If it wasn’t for Stephanie, she knew she could just pull them down and be done with this. Instead, she aimed AJ at the ring post and began her run up. Suddenly, AJ’s body popped into life and she found herself spinning.

The challenger was out of control and she thumped into the ring post. Her shoulder snapped against it and she grasped it in pain. AJ fell against the ropes as Natalya fell onto her back. She began to stomp away on Natalya, before picking her up again. She Irish whipped her against the roped and let fly with a big clothesline.

Pulling up her shorts, she ran against the ropes and dropped down with an elbow. In the background, Stephanie continued to scream as the crowd got into it. AJ was building momentum. The match was turning in her favour.

AJ repeated the move and quickly held up her shorts as they threatened to descend and reveal her underwear. She took a moment to button them up again. AJ had to consider what to do next. Natalya was ripe for the taking. Her match instincts kicked in and she thought about the pin, only to remember what match Stephanie had placed her in.

AJ lifted Natalya up and brought her to the turnbuckle. Hoisting herself atop, she took her opponent in a front face lock and performed a wicked tornado DDT. Natalya landed in a heap and didn’t move. AJ wasted no time in ripping at the back of Natalya’s wrestling top. It became tangled in her arms and AJ had to pull her over and over. The struggling challenger failed to get it down in time and it came off, revealing a white bra.

Natalya screamed and covered up. She directed a terrified look at both AJ and Stephanie, before rolling towards the ring apron. AJ darted after her and caught her by one of her wrestling boots. Wrenching her back, Natalya kicked and squirmed, whilst still covering up her bra. She finally managed to kick AJ free and get to her feet. She, too, was down to her shorts. If she lost those, her challenge would be over.

Stephanie swore she would never have anything exposed. No, Natalya had to focus if she was going to get the job done. It wasn’t over yet. She charged towards the Diva’s champion, just aiming to hit her.

AJ saw her coming and immediately countered into a hurricanrana. The move sent Natalya dizzy. AJ sent her down with a frontal dropkick. Natalya popped back up again, only to be hit with another spinning tornado DDT. The crowd applauded as AJ dismantled the challenger, leaving her lying in a defenceless heap. The result seemed inevitable, and it was why AJ was the champion she was.

Stephanie could only stand in the corner with her hands over her mouth in shock. What could she possibly do about this now?

AJ began to stalk Natalya from behind. Her target turned over. The spandex shorts would come down like they were made of butter. She was only seconds away from glory. AJ was about to go in for the kill when a pair of hands came around her waist and quickly tore the top button of her shorts away again.

She whipped around to find Stephanie behind her. AJ advanced towards her, forcing Stephanie to back away. She forgot about her half-uncovered state for the moment as a thousand different ways to humiliating the Billion Dollar Princess went through her mind. AJ grabbed Stephanie by her long locks and cocked her head. She had that mad look in her eye again.

“Do you want the world to see you in your bra and panties, Steph?” said AJ so the camera could hear.

Stephanie shook her head and gently lowered herself to her knees as AJ continued to pull on her hair. AJ stood over Stephanie with a blank stare. Stephanie could only mouth her protestations as AJ had her way with her.

With no way out, Stephanie sprung into life and drove her fist with as much force as she could between AJ’s legs. The champion had the wind knocked out of her. Her black painted fingernails loosed their grip on Stephanie’s hair as she doubled over and took a step back. Stephanie saw her opening and she seized both sides of AJ’s shorts. She threw her bodyweight into the effort and dragged the shorts down to the very top of her thighs.

AJ’s black thong came into view, displaying the curvy lines of her ass. AJ screamed and threw her legs out as hard as she could to stop the shorts from coming down any further. The zip strained to release itself. AJ knew most of her ass was on show, but she tried desperately to put it out of her mind as she fought against Stephanie.

Natalya was coming around and she saw what was going on. Stephanie had done the work for her. Ignoring the fact everyone could see her bra, she got up and yanked at the black leather straps. That fashion accessory worked against AJ as the shorts came down to her knees. Natalya tackled AJ and wrapped an arm around her neck in a front face lock.

AJ’s ass stuck in the air in nothing but a black thong, bra, and a pair of converse shoes as Stephanie tugged the shorts from her knees and removed them from her ankles. The bell started to ring and Natalya’s music began to play for the second time that night. She had won the Diva’s Championship.

“The winner of this match, and new Diva’s champion…Natalya,” said Lillian into her microphone.

AJ desperately struggled against the front face lock. The crowd couldn’t see her face go red, but they could see everything else. She flailed her hands behind her in order to try to cover her ass, but it wasn’t working.

Stephanie waved the shorts in the air and laughed as Natalya’s music continued to ring out. She slapped AJ’s ass as hard as she could. The sound of skin on skin echoed throughout the arena. Stephanie hit her again, before Natalya released the hold.

AJ scurried out of the ring and ran as fast as she could to the back, but not before a thousand camera flashes caught every inch of her. Those images would be beamed on message boards around the world for years to come.

Whilst Natalya raised her new title in the air, Stephanie was sure AJ wouldn’t show her face around here again. Successfully humbled, if the former champion ever wanted to come back she would have to start right from the very bottom, and Stephanie would make sure that wouldn’t happen.
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Old 02-14-2016, 10:08 PM
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This was great, I hope there's a part two!
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Old 02-16-2016, 12:38 AM
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I agree, I would love to see more. Great story, Nathaniel!
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Old 02-16-2016, 04:07 PM
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On last week’s episode of RAW, AJ Lee was defeated for her Diva’s Championship in a bra and panties match. The shock match led to a minor increase in ratings, but huge numbers for the WWE’s YouTube channel. Vindicated in her decision, Stephanie McMahon champions a new era in the Diva’s division with Natalya as her champion.

This week’s episode of RAW kicks off with the ‘Welcome to the Queendom’ blaring through the titantron. Stephanie McMahon emerges from behind the curtain in a black business jacket and matching trousers. Her skin shines as the light bounces off every square inch of her perfectly crafted features.

She is all smiles as her plan to humiliate AJ Lee worked perfectly. Stepping under the bottom rope, Stephanie grabs a microphone from the ring hand as her music gently ebbs away. To her surprise, there are even some cheers in the crowd. So much for that unwavering support for AJ Lee.

“This week marks the first show where a new Diva’s champion begins her reign. Leading on from great champions like the Fabulous Moolah, Lita, and Trish Stratus, Natalya will begin a long and glorious title reign at the head of the division. She is the Authority’s champion and she will dominate,” said Stephanie.

The crowd collectively take in breath as they expect to see the new champion emerge from behind the curtain. Stephanie pauses to collect her thoughts.

“But now I’m going to turn to the issue of AJ Lee. I’ve got to give you some credit. The next day at WWE headquarters in Connecticut, I expected to see your resignation on my desk. But you’ve shown desire. You’ve shown heart. You want to continue fighting. But none of that matters.” Stephanie grinned. “Because last week’s match was one of the most highly rated matches of the last few years. And that’s why it won’t be a one-time only deal.”

The crowd predictably began to cheer for that announcement. Stephanie smiled again, but this time it was laced with the usual McMahon malice.

“Don’t get me wrong, this isn’t going to signal a change to the division. I have nothing against anyone else. This is just for you AJ. If you want to continue – and I know you can hear me – then every match you fight from now on will be a bra and panties match. I will tell you who your opponent is going to be. The matches will happen when I say. If you want to win the title, you will have to play my game.”

“But first of all, let me explain how this is going to work. You want another shot at the champion, you will have to win three straight matches. You lose a match you go back to the bottom and you start again. I don’t think you can take it, but I’d love to see you try. As my father would say, you’ve got no chance in hell.”

Stephanie dropped the microphone and her music played. She strutted out of the ring with a satisfied look on her face. Yes, AJ stood no chance. She wondered whether she would even consent to such a match.


An hour into the broadcast the match was announced. AJ Lee would face off against Rosa Mendes. The crowd were happy either way, but everyone knew why Rosa had no problem with this sort of match. Her lack of in-ring ability meant she had no chance of receiving a title shot. Maybe doing the Authority’s dirty work would get her what she wanted?

Rosa Mendes’s ‘Peligrosa’ played through the titanton. Rosa’s ring gear consisted of a tiny pair of steel grey spandex shorts that showed off every inch of her long latina legs. A matching steel grey cut-off top barely contained her breasts as she marched down to the ring, shaking her booty as she went.

Rosa strutted around the ring like she was the new Stacy Keibler. Within seconds, her music cut off and ‘Let’s Light It Up’ replaced it. The crowd erupted even before AJ came through the curtain. What state of mind would the former champion be in? Would she even be able to focus her mind on the task at hand?

AJ Lee emerged through the curtain with a wicked frown on her face. Dressed in her ring gear of a cut-off black Love Bites top and a pair of jean shorts with studded belt, she didn’t stop to acknowledge the fans. She halted at the ring apron as Rosa tried to taunt her from inside. Marching her long Chuck Taylors up the ring steps, it was like she was stomping with every step she took.

Still Rosa taunted her like she was nothing just because she lost one match, albeit a bra and panties match.

AJ wiped her feet on the ring apron, ducked under the bottom rope, and charged at Rosa before the bell could even ring. The ref called for the bell as Rosa and AJ rolled around in the middle of the ring, tearing at each other’s hair.

Over and over they went until AJ found herself on top. She punched a closed fist straight into Rosa’s pretty face. Rosa’s head snapped back off the canvas. AJ followed it up with another and another, even as the ref complained about her use of the closed fist. It didn’t really matter as everyone knew the bra and panties match was no disqualification anyway.

Rosa groaned as she was laid out. Her legs flopped around like two dead fish freshly caught. AJ wasted no time in displaying her wrestling moves by tearing the short pink top over Rosa’s breasts. Her reasonably-sized chest came into view covered by a sky blue bra.

Rosa came too and just managed to put up some token resistance before AJ ripped the top from her arms. AJ got off her opponent and threw the top outside the ring.

Rosa seemed to curse as she scooted away on her behind, with one arm covering her average breasts. AJ moved in again, but Rosa ducked her head under the bottom rope. Every time AJ came in, she tried to fend her off. In the end, the referee stepped in and dragged AJ away by wrapping an arm around her midsection.

AJ snapped an angry glare at the referee but didn’t say a word. This was no time for taunting. She wasn’t going to drag this spectacle out. It was only Rosa. Just a meaningless obstacle thrown into her path.

Rosa watched as AJ was backed up. She used her powerful legs to shoot to her feet and sent a thumb over the referee’s shoulder. It hit its mark and AJ turned away holding her face. Rosa moved the referee aside and instantly dropped to her knees. She seized the sides of AJ’s tiny jean shorts and pulled with all her might.

The shorts didn’t move an inch. The belt was too strong. How could she have been so stupid as to forget about the belt?

AJ’s hands rushed to her well-secured shorts and she pulled back on them anyway. Blinking her stricken eye, she swung her leg around and hit a shining wizard. Her boot collided with the side of Rosa’s head and she fell forward in a heap.

AJ pressed her hand to her face. The feeling of Rosa’s finger still made her eye water. In the seconds since the kick, Rosa had only managed to move an inch. AJ let forth a primal scream and plunged her hands into the back of the spandex. She got a good grip and tore them down her rear end.

Clad in a pair of matching sky blue panties, her ass stuck up in the air. Seeing most of Rosa’s ass cheeks on show reminded her of the humiliation she had gone through the week before.

Instead of removing the shorts and winning the match, AJ dropped to her knees and began to spank Rosa again and again. Her hand cracked off bare skin as both women screamed. One for fury of what had happened to her and one for the pain of the hand smacking her with no let up.

Rosa tried to jump away, but the shorts bundled at her knees locked her in this personal hell like a pair of police officer’s manacles. In the end, she disengaged from her own shorts and shot under the bottom rope to the ground. She clutched her stricken behind, thankful that the shade of her skin meant nobody could see any evidence of the blows.

The bell rang and AJ’s music played as the crowd cheered and jeered at Rosa as she slowly crawled half way up the ramp and fled to the back.

AJ wasted no time in picking up a microphone from a ring hand. Her music faded almost instantly. Nobody would dare irritate AJ this evening. Still holding Rosa’s shorts in her hand, her breath came ragged into the microphone. She hadn’t broken a sweat, but her coursing adrenaline made it almost impossible for her to compose herself.

“Is this what you want, Stephanie? You want this to happen to every woman on the roster. I’m warning you that this is what will happen, so I hope you’ve got lots of employee complaint forms set up. What I did to Rosa was just the start of it. Nobody in the division can beat me in a fair fight and you know it.” The crowd noise increased in agreement. “But if I have to play your little games to get my title back, fine. That’s one. Two more and then you Natalya are done. I just hope you lose the title in the meantime because your ass is mine.”

AJ dropped the microphone and expected her music to play. Instead, ‘Welcome to the Queendom’ made her retreat back towards the centre of the ring. What could Stephanie want this time?

“AJ, AJ, AJ, I am delighted that you want to give the Authority some healthy competition. But you beat Rosa. That was the easiest girl I could have put you up against and you beat her down. Good. But you will compete whenever I say in whatever way I say.”

Stephanie stopped and glanced at the curtain. The seconds passed by and no music played. Stephanie turned back to AJ with a grin.

“But not tonight. You’ve earned the rest of the night off. Just remember that as long as you can keep your clothes on in a sanctioned match you’re good. Lose and that’s it. You’re done. Have a good night.”

AJ clenched her fists and glared at Stephanie from the ramp. The segment faded away and the fans were left wondering just what games the Authority would come up with next week.
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Stephanie needs to get it! She needs to be pantsed
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Last week on RAW, AJ Lee had won her first match against perhaps the easiest opponent on the roster. Tonight was RAW and to her surprise Stephanie had sent her an SMS message revealing that she wouldn’t be competing tonight. But Stephanie never was one for telling the truth.

AJ Lee sat backstage in a casual outfit of jeans and a plain grey t-shirt. She had her thick-rimmed glasses on her face and was waiting for the show to start. She hadn’t bothered to bring her ring gear or even warm up for a match. In fact, she left her bags back at the hotel. It grated on her that Stephanie looked to be making her wait for her next opportunity.

The door swung open and AJ snapped her head towards the visitor. Stephanie McMahon herself was standing in the doorway.

“Hey, hey, don’t even think about it, AJ. You know what happens if anyone lays a finger on me.” Stephanie straightened the dark grey business suit and trespassed upon AJ’s private space.

“What do you want, Stephanie?” said AJ.

“I know you’re still upset about what happened, but I’m here to make it up to you. I was thinking about that message I sent to you and I don’t think it’s fair that I make you wait. And I’m sure the fans want to see you in another bra and panties match.”

AJ pouted and rolled her eyes. “So what are you saying?”

“I’m saying that you will be competing tonight.”

AJ narrowed her eyes at her. “I don’t have any of my gear with me. And I haven’t warmed up.”

Stephanie shrugged. “A real champion is always ready.” She looked her up and down. “But I don’t like the look of what you’re wearing. I don’t think it’s appropriate for the bra and panties spectacle I have in mind for you tonight.”

“You never could fight fair, could you?”

“I could say the same for you,” said Stephanie.

AJ squared up to Stephanie. “What is that supposed to mean?”

“Well, AJ, your gear doesn’t leave much to the imagination. We saw what happens when you fight in your normal clothing. Remember that when you were in your underwear in the middle of my ring?” She smirked. “I think your gear gives you an unfair advantage, and that’s why I’m going to be making some changes just for tonight. Do you think you can tough it out?”

“I can do anything.”

“Then think back to when you were RAW GM. You’re going to be reliving the past. Your outfit is in that locker over there. Get dressed because your match is on first.”

AJ huffed as Stephanie left the room. She was going to have to do this the hard way. Most of the GM outfits she wore were difficult to wrestle in and provided plenty of opportunities for someone to rip them off. But what AJ realised was Stephanie hadn’t told her who her opponent was.


RAW started soon after this encounter took place. The crowd didn’t know about AJ’s lack of preparation. As far as they were concerned, RAW guaranteed a bra and panties match every Monday. The WWE Network had blown up with subscriptions and even the mainstream media had written a whole bunch of articles deriding the company for taking women back to the dark ages. Naturally, nobody cared.


The show exploded into being with the fireworks of old, which the WWE had managed to afford once again. A few seconds passed whilst the dust settled before ‘Let’s Light It Up’ began and AJ marched out onto the stage.

The crowd were confused and surprised in equal measure. They hadn’t expected to see AJ this early but why was she dressed like she was? She came out onto the stage in a short white jacket buttoned up at the front. Inside was a black vest top trimmed with lace at the front. She wore a matching pair of white pants and finally a pair of low Chuck Taylors, the one thing Stephanie had allowed her to keep.

She walked down to the ring, still not happy enough to perform her trademark skip. She climbed into the ring and bounced off the ropes at the opposite side of the ring. Her music continued to play for a few moments longer whilst the announcers introduced the show.

AJ’s mouth dropped open as the song ‘Higher’ appeared on the speakers. Her best friend appeared on the top of the stage as the crowd popped for Kaitlyn. They had fought before, but AJ had never expected her return. They hadn’t said a word to each other since Kaitlyn left to start her own clothing line.

Kaitln was dressed in a black top that finished just below he breasts and a pair of camo combat pants. Her combat boots made her look a lot like Lita, or at least that’s what AJ thought. She tried to compose herself for the task ahead as Kaitlyn smiled and whipped her two-tone dark and blonde hair.

AJ analysed her friend and tried to recall her strategy. Kaitlyn was muscle bound and had a huge size advantage of her. Her thighs could probably crush her neck if she got the chance. Kaitlyn’s top would be easy to remove, but her pants were the difficult one. She would have to get her boots off first to win the match.

“What are you doing here?” said AJ.

Kaitlyn stepped into the ring.. “I’m back.”

“Why are you doing this to me? Why not?” AJ held both sides of her jet black hair. She steadily lost her mind again as the situation became apparent and Kaitlyn’s music continued to play. “You’re went with her.

Kaitlyn shrugged and slapped the taste out of AJ’s mouth.

AJ’s head span around so quickly that she almost lost her balance. She’d forgotten how hard Kaitlyn could hit. She massaged her jaw and turned towards Kaitlyn, who smacked her in the head with a punch. AJ was on the defensive as she was pushed back towards the ropes.

Kaitlyn whipped her across the ring. AJ rebounded and found herself running into an enormous clothesline. She saw stars as she tried to recover from the move. Kaitlyn grabbed her by the hair and body slammed her.

She was in total control over the former champion. Kaitlyn licked her lips and lifted AJ up again. She pushed her into the corner and began to stomp away at her former friend. It made her sink to the ground. Nobody had dominated AJ like this in a long time.

Bending down to pick her up, AJ began to throw lefts and rights into Kaitlyn’s muscular abs. She threw a knee into the centre of AJ’s skull. But it didn’t seem to stop her throwing weakened blows at her. Both women were on their feet again and fighting for the upper hand.

The crowd were starting to shout for the two women to begin stripping each other. This match had already run longer than the match against Rosa the week before. But neither woman cared enough to risk losing their position by opting for such a reckless move.

Kaitlyn finally pushed AJ away from her. AJ obliged and continued to increase the distance. As she turned around and began running for a clothesline, her mistake became clear. Soon Kaitlyn was flying through the air and collided with a running crossbody. AJ hit the canvas hard and rolled over.

Not content with her little victory, Kaitlyn lifted AJ up and shoved her into the turnbuckle. AJ was gasping for air as she tried to make her aching midsection work again. She was unable to resist as Kaitlyn grinned with glee whilst putting her hands inside the jacket. She flicked the jacket open and finally allowed AJ to collapse in the corner.

Kaitlyn was back and better than ever. She still had all her experience without the weariness that the active divas had. She retreated back to the centre of the ring and jumped into AJ with a baseball slide. Both boots connected with AJ, sending her into a tailspin to the floor below. It was shades of the match with Natalya.

Kaitlyn climbed out of the ring around the back of the post and began to stalk AJ, who was slowly trying to crawl away. Grabbing one of her ankles, she wrenched her back. AJ turned over and drew Kaitlyn in. She bent her leg and shoved Kaitlyn back. Kaitlyn stumbled and smashed the back of her skull on the ring post. She grimaced and sank to the floor holding her head.

AJ could hardly believe her luck and scrambled to take advantage. She dove onto Kaitlyn like a vulture picking a carcass clean. She reached for the tiny top and pulled it over her breasts. Her black bra was exposed and in an instant the top was gone and off.

Kaitlyn moved to put some distance between them, but to AJ’s disappointment Kaitlyn didn’t seem to care at all. After all, the top was barely bigger than her bra. Except for the huge cleavage it was like she’d lost nothing at all. The biggest test was still to come. This was exactly why Stephanie had matched them up.

Kaitlyn got to her feet and the two women faced off outside of the ring. They tied up again. Only this time AJ felt herself being lifted off her feet. Her mouth made an ‘o’ shape as Kaitlyn used her strength to lift her in the air and drop her down into her patented backbreaker.

AJ let out a little yelp as the force of the move sent her spinning over and over. Once again, Kaitlyn went back on the attack. This time AJ kicked her away again. She put some distance between them and AJ got to her feet, holding her back.

Then the former champion made the mistake of turning away from her opponent. Kaitlyn could hardly believe what her friend had done. In an ordinary match, she would have assaulted her with the most violent move she could. This time she simply ran up behind AJ, seized the shoulders of the white jacket, and stripped the jacket right off her back. Her black vest top still kept her covered, but it was one layer of defence down.

AJ barely reacted as if she was out of it. She continued to try to put distance between her and Kaitlyn. Making it to the entrance ramp, she began to ascend towards the titantron with Kaitlyn in hot pursuit.

“Come on, AJ, you won’t get away from me,” said Kaitlyn from a few feet away.

Kaitlyn ran up behind AJ, going for a clubbing blow to the back of the head. Her opponent telegraphed it and threw an elbow behind her. It staggered Kaitlyn. She ran at AJ again and received another elbow. AJ turned around and nailed Kaitlyn in the side of the head with a high kick, taking her down to her knees. AJ went for another kick and made Kaitlyn wobble, but she didn’t fall. Finally lifting Kaitlyn up, AJ threw her back first into the titantron.

She sank onto her behind. Lifting Kaitlyn up again, she leaned a seemingly dazed Kaitlyn upright. This was hers. If she could hit one devastating move, she could take off Kaitlyn’s troublesome lower half. Taking a deep breath, she bolted headlong at Kaitlyn and jumped on top of her attempting a monkey flip.

Her knees hit her opponent in the chest. She tried to pull back on Kaitlyn’s neck, but she didn’t move. Kaitlyn’s strength had returned to her and she was standing with her. AJ struggled to get away but she was being held in the air by the bigger woman’s impressive strength. Then she was falling, falling and there was nothing she could do about it.

But suddenly the tight feeling around her waist had gone. AJ hit the ground hard, her head snapping off the steel floor. She had fallen right out of her pants. Kaitlyn had stuck her hands in the pockets and AJ’s weight had ripped her pants come down. The white pants were now bunched up at her ankles.

The crowd erupted as AJ Lee was, once again, in a match without her pants. AJ groaned as she turned onto her front in a pair of dark blue panties. The stringy lingerie covered most of her ass, but having her thick thighs on display again and looking foolish in a pair of ankle-length Chuck Taylors was mortifying.

Kaitlyn removed the pants from her adversary and laughed along with the crowd. AJ could only crawl a few inches as her humiliation became apparent to her again. She placed a pathetic hand over her behind as the crowd noise refused to subside. She had to figure out a way to win this match and fast or it would be humiliation and back to the bottom of the ladder again.

“Nice undies, April.” Kaitlyn slapped the back of her navy blue panties.

AJ screamed and crawled faster and faster for the edge of the stage. She had to put some distance between her and he opponent. Rolling out of Kaitlyn’s reach, she managed to get her legs down to the stage below. To her horror, Kaitlyn dove forward and caught her by her black vest top. The fabric rolled up most of her body exposing the back of a mismatched black bra at the back. AJ made sure to twist around to hide her breasts from the crowd, who were on the point of tearing the roof off.

AJ yelped as she tried to keep her top on. If she fell she would be left in her underwear and the match would be over. What could she do? She clung on to the edge of the stage and threw her fingers towards Kaitlyn’s face. They caught her in the eyes and she let go of the top. AJ landed on her feet and managed to get the top down before anyone saw anything from the front.

That was close. Kaitlyn sat back on her behind and covered her face, trying to stop her eyes from watering. This was her chance. AJ pulled the vest top as far down as it would go and leapt back onto the ramp again. She jumped at Kaitlyn again and this time managed to lock in the Black Widow submission manoeuvre.

Kaitlyn screamed in pain as her arm was contorted behind her back. The hold lasted for a solid minute before AJ felt the familiar feeling of an opponent tapping her ass. She was submitting. AJ wrenched the arm further back until she could stand it no more and she let out one last scream. That was the signal for AJ to let go.

When she did, Kaitlyn flopped forward face first. Whilst she writhed around on the ground, AJ marched away, once again pulling down her top, and retreating behind the curtain. The crowd were in confusion until AJ re-emerged wielding a steel chair. It was hardly the fairest course of action in the world, but AJ had never really cared about fitting any mould.

She stalked her opponent and swung the chair so hard at a recovering Kaitlyn that her vest top flew above her panties, revealing everything once again. AJ did a complete spin after the chair careened into the back of Kaitlyn’s head. Her former friend collapsed in a heap.

The former champion didn’t waste any time. Bending over and giving the camera a great view of her ass, she began unclasping Kaitlyn’s camouflage pants. They were slightly too small to her and thus clung to every curve of her body. She wrenched and she pulled until the pants gradually started to come down. In a plain pair of black conservative panties, as was Kaitlyn’s usual style, she was being humiliated and she didn’t even know it.

Her muscular legs came into view little by little as AJ worked and worked. Still Kaitlyn didn’t move or respond, still knocked out cold by the chair. They were down to her ankles and AJ took an age lifting them over her combat boots. The referee stuck his head in and didn’t ring the bell until the moment the last leg left contact with her body.

He called for the bell and AJ’s music began to play. She had done it. It had taken all her power but she had done it. Her music lasted mere seconds before it was replaced by ‘Welcome to the Queendom’. Stephanie marched up to AJ and got in her face. She smiled smugly and nodded, before making out like she was inspecting AJ’s partially unclothed state.

She nodded and smiled, before slapping AJ clean across the face. AJ clenched her teeth and came within inches of headbutting Stephanie right in her smug mouth.

“You can’t touch me, AJ. Do you understand me? You can’t touch me.” Stephanie slapped her again. “What are you going to do? You lay one finger on me and I will have your ass fired.”

AJ shook with anger. She jumped when Stephanie groped her behind and forced her to jump back. The Billion Dollar Princess roared with laughter as she turned away and departed back through the curtain.

AJ vowed to have her revenge one day. Winning the title wasn’t enough anymore. She had to be champion AND she had to show Stephanie who was boss. Some way somehow she would face Stephanie in the ring.
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It's been little over a week. When can we expect the next chapter? You spoiled us by updating every 3 days there for awhile. Really looking forward to the next chapter.
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Holy hell, a new GOOD WWE story?! It's been so long... Or at least it feels that way. Hyped for the next chapter?

I'm curious though, do you intend to feature legitimate nudity, or do you plan on just keeping it "realistic"?
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Hey Nathaniel when are you going to update this story?l
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