And Kris loses her shorts

Unlike before, Kris didn’t have the wherewithal to realize what was happening to her. So as Nikki pulls her shorts down her big arse and thick thighs, she can’t resist at all, leaving Nikki to fully expose her thong, delighting the fans in attendance and the commentators.

“There’s the Full Moon you mentioned!” King sounded giddy as Nikki rolls Kris over, giving the fans a great view of her thick, wobbling cheeks.

“Can you believe she put that in my face?” Nikki whines, sounding disgusted and furious about that bit of humiliation. “I think she needs some punishment for that.” Nikki brings down her palm harshly across one of Kris’ cheeks, making the powerhouse cry out in shock and pain, the fat in her cheek wobbling and making it jiggle so much. Nikki then brings her palm down across the other cheek, and begins alternating with multiple slaps. She was giving a spanking to Statlander.

“Stop it! Stop it!” Kris cries, she couldn’t believe she was in this position, the fans cheering and whooping as Nikki Bella spanks her in the center of the ring. “Stop spanking me!”

“Stop having such a fat ass then,” Nikki fires back, snickering as she finishes with ten slaps to each cheek, and then a literal kick to her bum as she tries to get back up. “Here’s how you do the twirl hun, take notes.” Nikki performs her twirl, slowly swiveling her hips over Kris again as she lays on the mat, the fans whistling loudly at the show.

“And, one again, here’s what real muscles look like.” Nikki begins flexing again, Kris trying to push herself up only for Nikki to send a stomp down at her big booty, her cheeks rippling and wobbling with every movement.

“Nuh uh, did I say you could get your fat ass up?” Nikki taunts, her ego returned as Kris thrashes around underneath her boot on the mat.

“I DON’T HAVE A FAT ASS!” Kris screams, face bright red in humiliation as she keeps flailing, only making her bared cheeks wobble and shake even more. “It’s muscle! Because I have muscles!”

“Popcorn muscles,” Nikki scoffs, bending down and grabbing Kris by the hair and her thong, giving her a bit of a wedgie as she picks her up, before simply tossing her shoulder first between the top and middle turnbuckles and into the steel post, making Kris slowly slump down to the mat, she looked in real pain.

“Stay there,” Nikki says, turning so her back was to Kris and hiking up her shorts, exposing her own big, jiggly, tan cheeks. “It’s time for you to do what you should’ve already, and kiss a real ass!”

“Oh my god, Nikki’s going for a stinkface!” King screams on commentary, fanning himself as Nikki begins backing it up towards Statlander’s face.