Straight to the ring

The hallways were empty within the builing, most likelt because most people were gathered in the big hall where the wrestling ring are. You took the opportunity while nobody were nearby to take a sip of the wishing powder to wish for a suitable wrestling suit. The effect started right away and you got wrapped into a tight white wrestling singlet made of spandex showcasing your massive bulk and big bulge in all the beat ways. Your chest and side mobs was pushing to the sides bulging against the tight straps wrapped around your shoulders. On the front of your gut there was "Big D" standing for big daddy written in big blue letters with a capital D...you loved the feeling of the tight singlet nicely wrapping and containing all your bulk and also how it highlighting your massive size. "Hehe, damn right...Big daddy has arrived to run this show" you smirked to your self as you smacked your massive gut making it wobble a bit.

A other pair of doubble doors were ahead of you and you could tell that the tryouts were ongoing from the noice coming from behind them. You thudded forward and pushed the doors up with your big tank entering the large warehouse hall. In the room there were 6 wrestling rings and matches ongoing in all of them simultaneously with judges and other wrestlers standing beside watching. One of the bystanding wrestlers turned his head as he heard the door open and gawked when he saw you before yelling "Dude! Check out the massive guy!" One by one they all turned their heads towards you and your 7'6" and 1600lbs frame. "Jesus look at how fat he is!"..."Hey the buffet is accross the street! Hahah". Comments hailed from everywhere, but you did not care. "Thanks for giving me tips about the buffet! I'll check that placw out after I crush your skinny asses on the matts. You said and chuckled hefting your big gut.

What happens next?