get Wendy to sell out

Wendy Adams

5? 8?

Age: 23

race- white

Hair: black and green streaks

Green eyes

bad girl

Triple D cup breasts

Model?s body

Attire: super short black dress, high black boots, green skin paint.

Claiming to be a real witch, Wendy is bitter and cruel to the core. She?s kinky and vicious, loving to show off her body and her beaten enemies. Sadistically loves to destroy goodness, purity, and to give the fans what they least expect: a giant bitch like her having her way with a goody-goody hero. Despite how dirty she fights, she?s also a surprisingly tough athlete and fighter.

Moves:

Midnight Ride: runs her broomstick into her enemy?s pussy, lifting them up by the other end to suspend them in midair. Carries them around for a while before ramming them into the turnbuckle to knock them off/dig it in deeper.

Final Sacrifice: lifts her enemy overhead (if she can), then delivers a backbreaker. She then applies all her **** into a double ax handle smash to their gut.

Black Cauldron: drinks a strange bottle (really just colored carbonated water) before licking into their pussy, blowing the liquid inside them to stimulate them rapidly.

Trick or Treat: asks the audience, ref, opponent (whatever) "Trick or treat?" If they say Trick, she'll perform an aerial move to crush her enemy and go for the pin. If they say Treat, she'll go down on them and use her long tongue to make them cum into submission. Sometimes mixes it up, just to screw people over.

Devil?s Due: a modified monkey flip. She grabs her opponent and pulls their arms behind them. She plants her feet in their back, flipping them over her so that their crotches slam into the turnbuckle.

"You kidding?" Wendy laughed. She'd been called to Tanya's office, the entire group waiting for her to offer that she switch sides while she could. "I'd fuckin' love to."

Baroness looked surprised. "Really?"

"Sure. They were cool to hang out with, but you make this worth my while and I'm totally sellin' em down the river."

Boss Bitch smiled. "Told you she was mercenary. Cruel, but chaotically cruel. So long as someone's suffering, she's happy."

"Bingo. Now what I want's you to cut me in on this action here. Lemee in the company, and gimme just a small cut of whatever random funds you got lying around. Sure it'll be plenty for the likes of me. But I got hands on info on a lot of these chicks, maybe even places where some of Tanya's cameras don't go. Plus I can walk among them and not draw as much attention."

"Says the bright green girl," chuckled Miss H.

"Hey, everyone recognizes it. You'd be impressed with what else I can do as far as disguises. So how we pulling this? Brutus style? Get Hank Pym on em? Or more subtle, like when Jo was dating Tootie's crush?"

The older women were speechless.

"Really? Not even the Pym one, Molly?" She sighed. It was lonely being so brilliant sometimes. "How do you wanna do this, exactly?"