yes

later that night becky makes her way down to the ring but she dosen't seem as energetic and happy as she normally does.

becky enters the ring and waits for her music to die down.

her music fades away and is replaced by stripper music played on bagpipes. no doubt stephanie's idea.

becky takes a deep breath and begins gyrating her hips. the crowd cheers.

backstage charlotte watches on a monitor with an unhappy expression on her face.

in the ring becky runs her hands suggestively over her body, squeezing her breasts as she swings her hips sexily.

slowly she reaches down and pulls her shirt up over her head revealing a black bra underneath.

becky's rock hard abs glisten under the hot lights. becky presses her belly agaisnt the turnbuckle and begins thrusting her hips,

grinding her pussy against the pole as she unbuckles her belt. the crowd chants "this is awesome!" as phones began flashing all over the arena.

"dont think about it" becky tells herself. "just give them a good show and they will give you your title shot back."

becky drops her belt and wriggles out of her shorts then slips out of her fishnet stockings.

shes standing in the ring before a packed house in just her bra and panties.

becky walks to the middle of the ring and dances suggestively,spreading her legs and twerking her butt.

the crowd is deafening. after a few minutes of this she hesitates.

is this enough?

stephanie walks out onto the ramp.

"come on becky we have a show to get through! get your clothes off..NOW!"

becky swallows and feels tears well up in her eyes as she unclasps her bra and lets it fall.

the cold air makes her dark pink nipples stand erect.

becky chokes back a sob as phones begin snapping pics of her bare breasts.

she wanted nothing more than to cover herself up and run backstage.

swallowing hard, becky slips out of her panties revealing a trimmed patch of dark hair between her broad thighs and stands there naked not covering herself.

phones flash at an insane rate as pervy fans snap photos of her lean powerfully built naked body.

becky hangs her head and lets out a quiet sob.

sasha banks music hits as sasha struts confidently out onto the ramp.

sasha sticks her left hip out and removes her sunglasses before raising her title belt high.

becky starts to grab her clothes and get dressed but stephanie stops her.

"ah ah ah becky. we're not done yet."

"what are you talkin about?!" becky yells.

"I got naked! I DID what you asked!"

stephanie smiles.

"becky you still have to kiss sasha's ass."

"what ?! you said-"

by now sasha is in the ring with her and smiling a smug smile.

becky isn't having it. "in case you haven't been paying attention I ALREADY kissed sasha's arse once I don't need to do it again!"

"how badly do you want that title match becky? you said you would do ANYTHING." stephanie says smugly.

becky looks at sasha who just smiles and adjusts her belt on her shoulder.

"if you please sasha you get your title shot."

as stephanie is done talking lacey evans music hits and lacey struts down the ramp toward the ring.