Act cocky

“Oh buddy, it doesn’t matter frankly, you’ll be begging for mercy by the end either way.” She retorts. “But I’d like you to start out cocky, it’ll make it all the more satisfying for me when I break you…. Physically, and mentally.”

“Wow, talk about ominous.” You say, with a nervous chuckle. “I guess I’ll see what you’re all about tomorrow then. I promise to play up my character as much as possible. And I’ll make sure to act as terrified as possible towards the end.”

“Oh, sweetheart, that’s adorable… I promise that you won’t need to do much acting after the beginning at all.” She replies in a mocking, condescending tone.

“Well then, get on out of here, cutie, you’re gonna need all the rest you can get for tomorrow.”

-

After a rather restless night, you arrive to the arena again, now packed with fans. You get changed into your usual attire, and step out onto the walkway, where you see Aroma is waiting for you already in the ring. You take a deep breath, and head into the ring. Boos rain down on you from the audience, as expected. You are the jobber, after all. Every single person in attendance is more than likely a massive fan or Aroma’s, or just a bunch of pervs who get off to watching a beautiful woman beat the shit out of a random dude. Either or, you’re public enemy #1 in this building.

“So, Aroma, are you ready to get your ass beat by a real man? Your stupid little tricks aren’t going to work on me like they have others.” I confidently state.

Aroma bursts out laughing at your bravado, her whole body jiggling obscenely as she saunters into the ring. "Destroyed? Oh honey, you have no idea what you're in for!" She cracks her knuckles menacingly, eyeing you like a shark circling its prey.

The ref steps in to give the pre-match instructions, but Aroma ignores her completely, instead bending over right in front of you and mooning the entire audience. Her gigantic ass, barely contained by the skimpy ‘outfit’ she wears, fills your vision and the arena with its overwhelming stench. "Smell that, Drew? That's the scent of your impending doom!”

Straightening up, she turns to face you again, a sadistic grin on her face. "Last chance to back out, tiny. Or this is gonna get real ugly, real fast.”