Things Go Horribly Wrong for Alexa

As Alexa soars majestically through the air, Bayley manages to get her knees up. Alexa’s eyes widen, but it is too late, and she crashes, bad midsection first, right on Bayley’s knees.

“Ohhhhhh!” Alexa grunts out, all the air driven from her body, as Bayley then wraps an arm around her head and rolls her down underneath her with her shoulders down on the mat. And, for added leverage, Bayley hooks her own legs around the bottom rope too as the ref drops down to count.

“No No! Ref she’s in the ropes! No!” A commentator screams in horror as the ref counts one, and then two, and then three, granting the win to Bayley to everyone’s shock, disgust, and displeasure.

“Here is your winner, and the woman getting her ass kissed, Bayley!” The ring announcer calls, Bayley making her way up to her feet with a devious grin on her face, the ref raising her arm as the fans boo and Alexa looks pale and horrified, shaking her head.

“She won, this means that Alexa has to kiss that…no no no…” The one commentator sounds like he might faint from horror, let alone Alexa, who now looked like she wanted to plead for mercy from a woman who was unlikely to have any.

“Ohhhhhh Alexa I think you know what time it is!” Bayley exclaims, sounding gleeful as she looks down at the blonde, a big, smug smile on the Role Model’s face. “You lost, which means that you now have to…what’s that again?” Bayley questions, oh so arrogant right now.

“Please no, please don’t.” Alexa begs, only making Bayley laugh.

“Nope! Alexa Bliss, you now get to pucker up and kiss my big butt!” Bayley exclaims gleefully and obnoxiously as she spins around and bends over, her thick cheeks wobbling in just her skimpy thong, Alexa could barely manage to even look at it.

“Really, you should be grateful! People are going to talk about this forever!” Bayley exclaims, arrogance radiating off the Role Model right now. She may have been stripped to a bra and thong, but Alexa would be the one most humiliated.

“So actually, first I want you to apologize. That’s right, apologize to my butt for calling it fat!” Bayley demands in a scream, still laughing as she flexes, aka jiggles, her arse back at Alexa.

“Are you kidding?” Alexa asks, mortified by this whole ordeal.

“Nope, now do it,” Bayley says, smug as she sticks her tongue out and waits, hands on her knees and bent over with that huge butt facing Alexa.

“I—I’m sorry to…Bayley’s ass.” Alexa says, face burning red as she is **** to look right ahead at it wobbling in front of her face from every slight movement the Role Model makes.

“Now then Alexa, I don’t just want you to kiss my beautiful backside…I want you to French Kiss it,” Bayley demands, smirking obnoxiously and giggling as she sways her hips from side to side, Alexa gagging with disgust. “And you can only stop when I say so…or I’m shoving you in a corner and sitting on your face.”

Alexa, feeling more disgust and embarrassment than she ever has in her whole career, leans forward and slowly puts her puckered lips right on one of Bayley’s fat cheeks, the commentator wailing as she actually does it, actually kisses the Role Model’s big ass.

“I don’t feel any tongue, Alexa,” Bayley chides, smug sounding as Alexa shudders before actually beginning to practically make out with her fat ass, gagging the entire time and even crying while Bayley laughs, leaving Alexa kissing it for almost a full minute.

“And now you can stop,” Bayley says, grinning smugly out at the fans who were booing loudly, unable to bear her ego after she got her huge butt kissed. “Ladies and Gentlemen: Alexa Bliss is the first of many women to kiss your new Booty Queen’s ass!” Bayley declares, savoring in the reaction even with her fat ass hanging out and her bra exposed.