Nikki is Done

Becky took a deep breath as she calmed down. By the time, she turned around she saw Nikki still hadn't moved an inch.

It was child's play for Becky to bend down and begin tugging the jeans down past the curve of her ass. With her thong now fully exposed to the world, Becky turned her over to make sure everyone could get a good look at her large ass.

Like a full moon, the grey thong practically disappeared into her crack. The crowd erupted, once again, as the jeans came little by little down to her knees and then finally off her wrestling boots.

Nikki threw a hand across her aching back. It moved down to her ass, and, finally, she noticed that Becky had stripped her to her underwear in front of everyone. Her face morphed into one of fear and nervousness as her eyes spun around in their sockets.

Becky grinned again as she gave her a kick and nudged her towards the edge of the ring. Nikki got the message and forgot about her dastardly plans from earlier. As she managed to get to her feet again, making an awkward attempt to cover herself, she stumbled up the ramp as the cameras followed her.

The psycho diva had proven to be nothing more than a scared little girl now she was in her little underwear.