Training that only a family member can provide

"Uhh…uhh…" Mama moans as she starts to come through. The first she notices is that she can't move her arms.

She looks down and notices she still has a straight jacket on, then as she starts to wake up realizes that she's in a small padded room, no bigger then a medium sized closest.

The sounds of locks can be heard as the door opens and in the doorway stands Dr. Humpalot.

"Aw…you're awake." She starts to walk to her, "For a minute I thought I would have to get some smelling salts."

"Uh…uh…where am I?" Karen asks as the Doctor helps her up and guides to the brightly lighted doorway.

"Your in the Institute for the Sexually Injured, or as I like to call it home. You will be staying with us for a month until your match at Titty Slam with Cassie."

"I told you I can't do it."

"I don't believe that Karen, neither should you. In fact, you're not the only one who had some experience in being completely destroyed in the ring by someone as destructive as Cassie."

"Yes." Heather puts Karen in a wheelchair and starts rolling down the hallways.

"Yes, look around you Karen."

Karen look to her right at the large windows as she sees former wrestlers from defunct leagues playing volleyball, looking happy and joy as nurses and orderlies wearing latex uniforms applauded for them.

"You think you are the only one broken down, and beaten by someone stronger and tougher then you."

They enter into the main common rooms where people were watching tv, or playing board game. One well tone man was fucking a big breasted woman against the water fountain in the back, pulling her hair and calling her dirty names, Mama thought that could've been Randy Orton and Terri Wilson, but she wasn't sure.

"But that is farther from the truth. And to help you with your condition so you will be ready for Titty Slam, I ask for help with your first treatment that we are about to start right now, from someone who is very close to you."

"Get off me!" A man yells down the hallway across from them.

"I don't want to see her! You hear me! I don't want to see that manipulative bitch…"

A man comes flying into the commons, barefoot, wearing blue scrub top and bottom with two orderlies following him.

"I believe you already met your…"

"Jake?" Mama says as she slowly gets up.

Jake, Mama's oldest son, who later in the future be known as Jack stands there looking at her piss.

"Hello mother." He says gritting his teeth, "So happy you could visit me."