Alexa Begs for Sasha to Reconsider

"Please, Sasha, I'll do anything!" Alexa desperately pleads, her voice cracking with humiliation. "I'll... I'll give you a rematch in whenever kind of match that you want! I'll put in a good word with management! You know I got a lot of pull with them. I'll even..." she lowers her voice to a whisper, "I'll pay you! How much do you want? Name your price!"

Sasha pauses, appearing to consider the offer for a moment. A flicker of hope crosses Alexa's tear-streaked face. She was broken, panicking, and humiliated beyond belief but she was also willing to give Sasha any amount of money she desired just to avoid the humiliation of being put in a diaper on live TV in front of thousands of cheering fans.

"You know what, Bliss? You're right," Banks says with surprising softness. "There is something you can give me instead of wearing this diaper. It's not even money or a rematch."

"Yes! Anything!" Alexa nods frantically, relief washing over her features.

Sasha leans in close, her lips nearly touching Alexa's ear. "You can give me..." she whispers, "the satisfaction of watching you beg like the pathetic little baby you are."

The Boss pulls back with a cruel laugh. "Did you really think I'd let you buy your way out of this? After everything you've done? After all your cheating and your tantrums?" She shakes her head. "No amount of money or favors can save you now, Baby Bliss. Keep crying like the baby bitch that you're about to become."

Alexa's momentary hope crumbles into renewed despair. "What about my merchandise sales? I'm one of the top sellers! If you diaper me, the company loses money! Think about the business, Sasha! Don't you care about the business!?"

"Oh, I am thinking about business," Sasha replies with a wicked grin. "And after tonight, 'Baby Bliss' diapers are going to be the hottest selling item in the WWE Shop. I'm doing the company a favor!"