#hunter hearst helmsley x fem reader

[ughdoir]

꣑ৎ triple h ! fucking the authority

contains black female reader, lowercase intended, pet names, fingering, spit, dom, praise, minors don’t interact

thinking about ceo! hunter catching you masterbating in his office. he’s so crude wanting you to show him how you play with yourself.

“will you ever behave?” he knew the answer was no ,and you wasted no time sliding your panties to the side. wetness coating the fabric as he sat in front of you eyes low, and balancing on the balls of his feet.

you could feel his breath against your pussy a low wine escaping once the pad of your fingers came into contact with your clit finding a rhythm.

“pretty doll.” he grips the phone tightly wanting the camera to capture how good you made yourself feel. the bitter chill in his office perking your pretty nipples and kissing your leaking core.

with shaky hands you slide a finger into your pussy not long before you add another the fullness sending your head back and clenching your chubby thighs together.

“atta girl, you’re so wet for me. go on let everyone hear you.” you moaned at his words both digits working faster inside of your gummy walls as your cream pooled on the oak table.

“hunter.” his name fell from your pouty lips desperately wanting to feel him in any capacity. the lewd sounds of your cunt and calling his name perks his interest coming to wrap his free hand around your throat.

with a blurry vision the camera captures the glob of spit that lands on your clit glistening your folds as you fucked yourself into your hand. cheeks flushed and falsies damped with tears as the man above you smirked.

“gonna cum for daddy?” hunter knew you were close that ditzy expression and bubbly feeling in the pit of your stomach on the verge. all you could do was whimper hunter placing his forehead against yours as he strums your clit.

white toes resting on his shoulders watching three digits slick with arousal slam in and out of your needy cunt opening your mouth to catch his spit and swallow gingerly.

“i’m cu-m-ming” you could barely finish your sentence wetness slipping out of you and splashing his expensive cufflinks as expletives spat from the man. fingers working towards overstimulating his pretty girl and kissing your plump lips drowning out your cries.

with a gasp you came again body trembling and head resting into his chest as hunter kissed your temple a sweet gesture before the real fun began.

[rainchyna]

MESSED UP.

HUNTER HEARST HELMSLEY X FEM!READER

(smut, jealousy, cheating accusations, fingering, p in v, lowkey mean!hunter, cussing)

Hunter wasn't sure what it was at first that began pissing him off. Shawn was your best friend, he was your friend before he and Hunter even met, and he understood that you two would hang out from time to time ‒ but this was just too much.

It started with you hanging out normally, just like every time you'd hang out in a public space or at either of your houses. Then you began hanging out without Hunter, and spending more and more time together. Now, at first Hunter wasn't upset about it, he was just envious, his girlfriend and his best friend and having fun without him, okay - no problem. 

Then he noticed that you and Shawn would be talking, chatting and having a normal conversation, but the second he'd approach you, one of you would either get really, painfully awkward or the other would leave.

It felt incredibly intentional, and it began looking like you two were hiding something for him.

You and Hunter have always had a very trusting, easy going relationship. You were open with each other about everything, and always spoke your minds if either of you did something that made the other uncomfortable. You and shawn spending that much time together did start getting under his skin a little, but he kept repeating to himself, 'y/n and shawn wouldn't do that', 'they're just really good friends, that's all', 'they wouldn't do that to me', 'y/n would never do that'. He kept it in the back of his head, until he overheard you and Shawn talking.

"Do you think he knows?" you ask.

"I know it's still early, but he'll probably find out. Hunter isn't stupid" Shawn replied.

"We'll have to be more careful, I've never done this before" you anxiously said

"Don't worry about it. If he starts suspecting anything, I'll cover for us" Shawn reassured you.

Hunter’s eyes damn near popped out of their sockets. What the fuck were you talking about? Actually, he gaslit himself into believing that he was better off not knowing. But, it certainly did sound like you two were doing something you shouldn’t be. 

But it continued, and it kept happening over, and over, and fucking over. The hushed conversations, the sneaking around, the anxious body language when he’d catch you. It annoyed him to no end. He was really fucking pissed, no way you and Shawn were ... No! Even the mere thought of it doesn't make sense. But the conversations he heard ... No, no way. No, the closest people to him wouldn't do him like that, but that maddening little voice in his head was getting a little too loud.

Y/n is cheating, accept it.

She wouldn't cheat, she loves me.

Shawn would do it.

Shawn is my best friend, he wouldn't.

Confront them.

Maybe he should, this has been going on for a little too long. He couldn’t take another second of whatever the fuck was going on.

And here you were in your hotel room, cuddled up with him on his lap. He looked down at you, disgusted at the possibility of you and Shawn sneaking around behind his back. And you can tell, it was so obvious he was angry, or upset about something. He was too quiet, and he was holding you really tightly. Really, really tightly.

You were about to say something, but his large hand began rubbing on your thigh, slowly inching upwards with every stroke. "You know that I love you, right?" Hunter began, and you nod slowly, "and that I wouldn't hide anything from you, right?" he added, you nodded again. He pulled you up, your back against his chest, resting his chin on your shoulder. His hand moved up towards your stomach, then your chest and neck. He wrapped his long fingers around your neck with a little tightness causing you to gasp lightly.

"what's going on with you and shawn, hm?"

oh, shit.

"you're not messing around with him, are you?" he said, voice dropping in pitch, you can't tell him. You spent this much time keeping this whole thing a secret, thinking he wouldn't catch on. It was supposed to be between you and Shawn. After weeks of managing to keep things under wraps, you couldn’t let it go that easily.

"C-can't say." You stutter.

 "You sure you can't say, baby?" he says, his other hand caressing your inner thigh, “because to me, it’s really, really looking like you’re fucking my best friend.” he says, voice increasing annoyed.

“We’re n-not doing anything..” you mutter, and Hunter’s hand tightens around your neck as an irritated chuckle leaves his lips. “You’re not doing anything wrong?” he mocks you, and you shake your head. He frowns a little, unhappy with your non answer. “Tell me what you two are doing.” he demands.

“Can’t.” you lightly gasp, noticing his hand getting dangerously close to your pyjama shorts.

“Y/n, baby..” Hunter began, his voice had a slightly threatening edge to it. “You know damn well I could get you talking without breaking a sweat.” he says, he pulls at the shorts’ drawstring, completely undoing it.

You begin panicking a little, because you know he’s right.

He saw the look in your eyes, he knew you were going to tell him regardless, but he decided to have a little fun with how he got the words out of you. “You wanna get it off your chest? Or should I drag it out of you?” he asks.

Your breathing quickened, but you didn’t say anything.

“Fine, you little brat. Have it your way.”

His hand dove into your pajama shorts, finger gently grazing your clit. You fell back into his chest, this shouldn't be turning you on. He was literally accusing you of cheating on him. "I will keep you up all night, baby. You better start talking." he grunted. His fingers began rubbing on your clit in circular motions, your eyes shut and you tried to inhale, but having his hand around your neck like that wasn't helping.

You grip on his thick thighs, your back arched and your eyes rolled back. “Hu-Hunter, please.” you whimper. You were getting annoying at yourself for getting wet so quickly, but how could you help it? He sounded so jealous, his hands are all over your body, and his breath was hot on your neck.

“You’re so fucking wet.” he groan, finger soaked after barely touching you. “Is that what gets you off, huh?” he taunted you, “Do you like the idea of me playing with your pussy, while you think of my best friend? Look at you, moaning like I don’t fuck your brains out everynight.” 

This really, truly, shouldn’t be turning you on the way it did. But, the way he was choking you? The way his fingers knew exactly how to tease your clit so you’re seeing stars? That’s what got you going.

You still didn’t answer him.

Alright then.

His fingers swiftly found their way towards your wet slit, pushing them inside you. A loud moan escapes your lips, your grip on his thigh tightens, but he immediately says, "don't touch." You needed something to hold on to as you felt yourself fall apart, his fingers now pushing and pulling against your g-spot. This was all happening way too quickly.

You held on his hand that was still around your neck, "didn't I just say don't touch? Do you like pissing me off? Not doing what I ask? Being a fucking brat, baby?" he says. You let out an airy laugh.

"Fucking me and my best friend," he chuckled, “Didn’t know my baby was a slut.”

He let go of your neck and pulled out his fingers from your soaking pussy, causing you to whine. He mocked you as he picked you up and walked to your shared bedroom. He put you down, and it felt like you couldn't look into his eyes. 

"Look at me" he softly says, hand stroking your cheek. You physically couldn't even lift your head up, "I said, look at me, baby" he demanded.

You still can't look at him. He grabs a fistful of your hair, yanking your head backwards, forcing you to make eye contact with him, and you damn near moan. You wore a tank top, which left your neck fully exposed to him. He leaned in, and you did as well.

He delivered a harsh kiss to your lips, tongue forcing itself against yours. The kiss was needy, all possessive and demanding. You were about to wrap your arms around his neck, but he held your hands behind your back. 

His lips moved onto your neck, kissing, sucking and leaving small deep red marks on your neck. As many as he can, anywhere he can. "P-please" you whimper.

Well, if he can't fuck the truth out of you, he'll fuck some common sense into you.

He pushed you back onto the bed and climbed on top of you, he then pulled off your shorts, and he attacked you neck again.

 By now there was barely any skin that wasn't bruised or bitten, especially on your collarbones. He pulled himself away from you, taking off his shirt revealing his toned body. This had to be what gods were built like.

"Do something" you whine, a pout resting on your lips. "You don’t get to ask for anything tonight." he groans. He pulls off his pants as impatience was taking over him, he took off his boxers as well and his cock stood hard and thick, "on your stomach, now." he demanded and you immediately obeyed.

As you laid comfortably onto the soft sheets, Hunter pulled your hips up towards his, he raised his hand, then proceeded to slap your ass so harshly that his handprint was on your ass cheek, "Fuck, please, just please do something" you cry, feeling your arousal drip down your thighs. You didn't even get to finish your complaining before he was pushing his cock inside you, making you moan loudly. You'll never get used to his size.

His hips pushed and pulled against yours, cock slamming in and out of you. Both of you were moaning loudly, you were so wet, so good for him. And he was going to make sure you stayed behaved for him only.

His dick felt like heaven as it rammed against your walls, he grabbed as fistful of your hair and pulled up on your knees and hands. "You think shawn can fuck you like this? hm?" he groaned before delivering one deep, fast thrust that had your head spinning and body shaking. "H-hunter" you whimper, "only i can fuck you like this." he grunted.

One of his hands held you up because you both knew that if he lets you go you'll immediately collapse back onto the bed. The pain and pleasure of being stretched out had your head spinning, his gruff voice, the roughness of his hands, his voice as he called both pet and derogatory names. 

His other hand was now buried between your legs, rubbing your clit. He slowed down feeling his orgasm approaching, deep, slow thrusts replaced his fast paced ones, and at this rhythm and this position you could swear you felt him in your lungs. the hand that was holding you in place moved down towards your abdomen, his long fingers tracing the bump in your lower abdomen, it was the outline of his cock inside you.

"Do you feel this, y/n?" he grabbed one of your hands and made you touch where his cock's imprint was, "This pussy is so tight, for me only. You're mine. mine, and mine only" he groans. His deep voice rang through your ears and sent goosebumps across the surface of your skin, his picked up a pace again, your words were merging in one blob of incoherencies, "gonna cum, h-hunt, p-please" you beg, "You don-t get to cum" he moaned, "you'll cum when i say you can" he says.

His grip on you gets tighter and hips began stuttering, he was so close, so close he could taste it.

"P-please, sir?" you whined in the neediest tone, your cunt clenched so tightly around him. "Please, l-let me cum, I-i'll do anything for y-you, please, ple-ease sir" you said, tears began flowing down your cheeks.

Hearing you call him ‘sir’,  begging for him like that did something to him. You? crying and begging him, being such a desperate slut for him to let you cum, like that?

"Please" you gasp, and he slaps your clit harshly, sending you into a whimpering fit, the only thing he could make out was something about how you were cumming. “S-sir.” you cry.

That last moan of yours sent him over the edge, his cum coating your walls, hot and sticky, as he collapsed on top of you. Seeing the state of pure euphoria that he was in made you happy you hadn’t told him what happened before you got here. "If you're not cumming on my dick, you're not cumming on anyone else's , you understand?" he says.

"Yes, sir."

"Good fucking girl."

It took your body a hot two, or three minutes to recover from the tight feeling of an unreleased orgasm as his thick cock continued twitching and pulsating inside you.

"Can you get off of me, you're a little heavy.." you mumble. He rolls off to the other side of the bed, and lays there contemplating whether or not he should ask you again, because he wasn’t going to let something take place behind his back.

 "This is the last time, be honest with me y/n, what are you doing with Shawn?" he asked. You exhaled loudly before reaching over to your nightstand. You opened the last drawer and pulled out a medium-small sized, square box. it was covered with a navy blue velvety material and a pearly white ribbon had it shut. "Open it,” you tell him.

He looked into your eyes slightly confused, then Hunter saw nothing but love and sincerity. 

He knew he never should've doubted you. 

He tugged off the ribbon and opened the box revealing a Rolex that was dazzled with diamonds. A little note was tucked under it, he placed the box to the side and held the note, the silver text on the white background read:

Happy birthday, we love you the most. Y/n and Shawn.

Hunter exhaled and covered his face with his hands, his fucking birthday was next week.

 "Wow, I feel like an asshole," he said.

 "An asshole whose birthday is next week, we wanted to do something special for you. Shawn and I might be close, but we'd never do ... whatever you had in mind" you said, a slight smile played with your lips.

He put everything back into the box and placed it aside. He pulled you onto his chest, giving you the sweetest, most passionate kiss you've had in a while. He moved, readjusting your position so that now you were under him. He began placing kisses all over your face, making you giggle. "What are you doing?" you laugh.

"Making up for what i fucked up."

[rawiswhore]

Various WWF Wrestlers x Fem Reader- "Attention Whore"

I apologize as to why I didn't post any fanfics at the end of June and beginning of July---I was in a different town and wasn't using the Internet then because I don't have a laptop, iPad or iPhone.

This fanfiction may be similar to the last fanfic I posted, but whatever.

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From 1996 to the beginning of 1998, you always stood by Hunter Hearst Helmsley's/Triple H's side, always leading him to the ring, cheering for him and even doing photoshoots with him.

You never would've cheated on him or left for someone else.

However, at the end of 1997, when the Attitude era was coming about and women were beginning to dress more provocatively, you showed up on a "Monday Night Raw" episode dressed in nothing but a very short towel wrapped around your naked body with matching open toed high heels.

You walked past these male wrestlers lined up, where you were beginning to turn their heads sideways and smiles formed on their faces as they saw you.

Those male wrestlers lined up who looked at you and gave you lots of attention were Triple H, Shawn Michaels, Billy Gunn, Brian Pillman and Jeff Hardy.

Some of the sexiest wrestlers in the WWF.

Triple H, Shawn and Billy had their long hair hanging down.

You, too, had a smile on your face as you walked in that towel.

Those male wrestlers gave you attention in that towel.

Considering you were linked to Triple H and you were his manager when DX started off as Shawn and HHH, he didn't mind you being surrounded by other male wrestlers, especially Shawn.

Although, Triple H may as well be angry at those other male wrestlers giving you attention and you dressing like that for attention.

As those male wrestlers crowded around you with smiles on their faces, you giggled in a high pitched voice while you spoke in a rather high pitched voice different from your other voice.

"There's 5 of you and one of me" you mentioned. "So maybe you should go get a couple more guys"

Your eyes looked at Shawn Michaels while your elbow nudged him.

There are other male wrestlers you wish had been in the WWF so you could catch their attention, such as Rob Van Dam (who did almost join the WWF in 1997), Nova from ECW, Chris Jericho, Scott Hall, Tommy Rogers of the Fantastics, Al Snow/Leif Cassidy (if he shaved his moustache off) and some future WWF stars like Christian Cage and Val Venis, but unfortunately, those wrestlers are in other companies.

This entire moment was modeled after an infamous "Three's Company" episode where Janet puts on a blond wig and changes her personality along with it, even one of the things you said was a reference from that episode.

[aewhore]

So can you do a Triple H x fem!reader. (WWF days).Where the reader and Triple H have been together for the past like three years,but Vince wants reader in a storyline with Eddie Guerrero (I actually love Eddie so could you make it where Eddie is kind of a good guy).And Triple H in a storyline with Stephanie.So after a few mouths,It’s time for wrestlemania and The two are put in a indergender match against each other.But Triple H has a different plan and the reader ends up battling Stephanie before Triple H proposes to her in the ring,exposing their relationship.

You’re the one for me ~ Triple H x Reader (request by the wonderfully beautiful @mrsbaszler ) Hope you like it!! 

Flying from arena to arena to perform as a wrestler felt like a dream come true no matter how many times you had done it. You had just touched down in North Carolina and were checking into your hotel room. It was nearly midnight and Monday night raw was tomorrow so as you made your way up to your room, your mind was racing with the storylines and matches you will have in the coming week. You throw your bags down once you enter the room but you don’t even get to settle in before your phone rings, You pick it up expecting it to be Trish to talk about your champion match tomorrow. You’re pleasantly surprised to see it’s Hunter Hearst Helmsley himself.   

“Hello beautiful.” the smooth voice of Triple H brings a smile to your face. “Fancy hearing from you so late hot stuff” You hear him chuckle through the phone. “Oh, I’m the hot stuff now? Do you know how hard it is to see you looking so beautiful walking through the hotel lobby and have to hold myself back from grabbing a piece?” You and trips had been dating for nearly three years now but had never gone public with it as you both knew it would have negative repercussions on both your careers. “Why don’t you come down here and grab a piece right now?” There was silence as Hunter contemplated your proposition. “Listen. Baby, I’m in room 234. I’m heading for a shower if you’d like to join me.” You know you now have him in the palm of your hand. “Jesus, Y/N you sure don’t make it easy for me do you? … Fuck it! I’m on my way.” You break out into a sly grin as Hunter hangs up the phone. You’re quick to strip off your clothes and wrap yourself in a towel as you enter the bathroom to turn on the shower to get the temperature just right. You hear a heavy knock on the door as the water warms up. You damn near run to the door in excitement to see your man.  

You take a breath at the door before opening it to see Hunter in a tight black t-shirt that shows off his wide muscular chest and broad shoulders as well as blue jeans that barely contain his thick thighs. “Oh hello there gorgeous stranger” You sexily remark as you move aside to allow him into the hotel room. He closes the door behind him as you walk towards the bathroom. “Come on, cutie, this way” you tease when you realize you’ve reached the bathroom and Hunter has barely entered the room. To entice him, even more, yourself so he can only see your face past the door of the bathroom as you take off the towel and throw it at Hunter’s chest. “Oh, now you’re in for it now” You hear Hunter growl as you get into the shower finally.  

Existing the shower and getting dried off after You and Hunter’s escapade proved difficult on shaky legs. “Need a hand there, sweetheart.” Hunter jokes as you feel him pick you up bridal style to walk you towards the king bed in the center of the room. “Oh thank you, my knight, in shining armor!” you laugh into Hunter’s neck before he sets you down onto the soft cotton sheets of the bed.  He throws a shirt and pants towards you as he dresses before Hunter sits on the edge of the bed beside your legs. Your hands roam up Hunter’s biceps to his traps and then roam back down his muscular back. Hunter visibly relaxes under your touch as he releases all the tension that was previously being held in his shoulders. “Penny for your thoughts Champ” You speak quietly, Hunter turns towards you, deep hazel eyes meeting your own. “Listen, gorgeous, Vince called me earlier about a potential storyline for me” You’re confused at Hunter’s serious tone, he’s the world champion of course he’s going to have storylines. You nod at him to continue. He releases a deep sign before continuing. “It's a romance storyline doll… with Stephanie” You’re taken aback by this. Is he serious? Of all people, it just had to be Stephanie! You and Stephanie had never gotten along, ever since you joined WWF but you both did your best to stay professional by pretending the other doesn’t exist.  

“Oh Okay. So is this a definite thing? Like when does it start?” You’re hopeful that the storyline is still in the idea stage and not the final plan. However, the look on Hunter’s face tells you that your hopes are about to be dashed. “I’m sorry doll, it’s starting tomorrow. You know you have nothing to worry about with me, doll. So don’t look so sad” You give Hunter a small smile before you speak again. “Hunter, It’s not you that I worry about getting notions from this storyline.” You don’t have to say it but the look on Hunter’s face shows that he understands what you’re implying. You know Hunter and Stephanie had a fling together before you came onto the scene, you knew that Hunter loved you dearly but you just couldn’t trust the younger McMahon. “I know that, doll. I’m just trying my best here to put that pretty little head at rest.” You can’t help but laugh at Hunter’s confession. “Listen, baby. You know I’ll be okay. It’s just a storyline after all. I love you.” Hunter kisses your forehead once you finish speaking. “Exactly baby, it’s just a storyline. Nothing more. I love you” You couldn’t stop yourself from melting into Hunter as his hand comes to hold your jaw to maintain eye contact. “I love you too baby, do you want to stay here tonight?” fatigue was setting into your bones so you were itching to go to sleep. “You know I’d love to stay doll, but I have to get back to my room. I’m going to the gym with Michaels in the morning. I’ll talk to you tomorrow, beautiful. Gimme a kiss before I leave.” He brings his other hand up to enclose your jaw between his hands as you both lean into each other. When your lips crash against Hunter’s the passion from your lover takes your breath away. It’s only quick but you adore having these brief displays of affection. Hunter is standing and moving towards the door before you can even blink. Hunter stops at the door to turn back briefly. “Goodnight doll.” he winks at you as you reply. “Goodnight Hotstuff” Once you hear the door click closed, you tuck yourself into bed, trying your best to forget about this new storyline as you fall asleep. 

Monday night Raw is always hectic backstage, the hustle and bustle of it being too much for some people but you loved it because it meant there was always something new to be excited about. However not everything new is good, this applied to right now. You sat gobsmacked into the writer’s room. You were being told what storylines you were going to be involved in and it must be the season of love because you were now being written into a romance storyline with your good friend Eddie Guerrero. You weren’t happy to be in a romance storyline but you couldn’t be mad at who you were involved with. Eddie was always respectful and like an older brother to you with how he would help you train and prepare for matches. “ Ay Chiquita, You feeling okay?” You smile at how good of a friend Eddie is to you. “I’m okay Ed, it’s just a storyline. Let’s go out there and kill it, yeah?”  You give him the biggest smile you can muster up. “That’s what I’m talking about Chica! I’ll see you later for our segment!” Eddie returns with his signature million-watt smile before turning to leave. You lift the script that’s in your hand and roll your eyes at the cliché romance scenarios the creative team has written you and Eddie into.  

The time ticks by as you prepare for your segment with Eddie and your title defense against Trish later on. You’re lost in thought as you make your way through the halls in the arena. You nearly jump out of your skin when you feel someone grab your arm and drag you towards a more subdued part of the backstage area. You’re prepared to scream and start throwing punches before you realize it’s Hunter. “Jesus Hunter, a warning would be lovely.” you hiss at your lover. “Sorry doll, I just needed to see you before your bug match later on” You roll your eyes at Hunter before you break out into a smile. “I’ve been meaning to catch you. I just came from a writer’s meeting and I have a new storyline, me and Eddie. It’s not what I’d love to be doing but it doesn’t look that bad in the script anyway.” You calmly explain to Hunter. “Oh great.” Hunter sounds less than impressed which shocks you. “What’s that supposed to mean?” Hunter rolled his eyes as if you were supposed to know the answer already. “Eddie’s my number one contender Y/N, and I have good money to say he’ll be my mania match. I just don’t want you to be in his corner if he is my mania match, you know?” Hunter spoke gently as you could his worry about seeing you in his opponent’s corner in his eyes. You smile at Hunter as a nervous, softer side to him you don’t see very often comes out. “Don’t worry Hunter, I doubt this will last longer than 4 weeks.”  

Oh, how naïve you were. You greatly underestimated that since you and Eddie were both fan favourites, that people would fall in love with the storyline of the two of you being in love. So Vince decided to keep the storyline going for as long as possible as well as continuing Stephanie and Hunters partnership as they were creating nuclear levels of heat together. Mania season was upon you and the tension between Hunter and Eddie was building and building as their inevitable clash for Hunter’s title came closer and closer by the day. You don’t have time to worry about the guys since Stephanie is your number one contender for the women’s championship despite her not being a full-time wrestler Vince wanted her and Hunter to be the power couple but you and Eddie weren’t going to let that happen, even if you did selfishly want Hunter to keep his title because damn he looked good with it. 

It was time for Monday night raw two weeks ahead of Wrestle mania. Hunter and Eddie had a contract signing to make the match official. You would be escorting Eddie out to the ring since Hunter would have Stephanie in his corner. It was all going to plan before Stephanie slapped Eddie out of nowhere, Before Hunter could hold her back you had launched yourself at her in defense of your (storyline) man. You feel Eddie try to drag you away but Hunter attacks him leaving the signing in complete chaos. You see the officials run out to attempt to pull the brawls apart. They successfully pull apart you and Stephanie but you see Hunter and Eddie still going at it. You feel your eyes bug out of your head when you see blood flowing freely down Hunter’s face from his nose much to the chagrin of the audience getting to see an early glimpse of comeuppance on Hunter. You see the locker room empty as they try and succeed to pull Eddie and Hunter apart. You assume this will be the end of it but then you hear Vince’s music hit. Oh no! You’re in trouble now. “That’s it! I’ve had it! At WrestleMania, this ends once and for all! In the main event of WrestleMania, all of you will face off in an intergender match where the winner takes all! Yes, that means whoever wins will walk away with their genders respective title.”  You’re completely shocked as your eyes dart from Eddie to Hunter to Stephanie and back again.   

Preparing for your WrestleMania match was difficult since you didn’t get alone time with Hunter at all and your stress levels were on overdrive. However, the adrenaline kicked in immediately as you and Eddie made your entrance together. Looking down the ramp as you strutted down the ramp with Eddie by your side and your title firmly around your waist. You couldn’t let yourself become distracted by the fact Hunter was in the match. As you enter the ring you glare at Stephanie before looking to Hunter to catch him sending you a quick wink. You roll your eyes before turning towards your corner to take off your title and prepare for the square up before the bell. The atmosphere in the arena was electric as the four of you stood off against each other before you all decided to allow the men to start the match. Watching your on-screen partner fight your actual partner had your heart in your throat as you cheered for Eddie but you couldn’t shake the worry festering in the pit of your stomach. Seeing your men go hell for leather against each other entertained you and stressed you out to no end so you had your hand stretched out for Eddie to tag you in as soon as possible to end your suffering.  

Feeling Eddie’s hand slap against sent a bolt of pure lightning through your veins as you charge against Stephanie with the sole goal to end this match on the spot as your heart can’t take this match anymore. Your plan wasn’t going to plan as Stephanie put up a heck of a fight. However, you tried to run the ropes to clothesline her but she rolled out under the bottom rope on the opposite side of the ring to her own. You follow her without leaving the ring, you can hear the crowd erupt in roars as Stephanie smiles up at you before motioning for you to look behind you. Fear fills your body as you brace yourself for an attack from behind. However, upon turning around you don’t see your impending doom but instead, you see Hunter down on one knee in the centre of the ring in front of you. “Y/N I love you to the moon and back, Will you make me the happiest man alive and marry me?” Once you lock eyes with Hunter’s it’s like the entire arena fades away and it's just the two of you, this is your moment and you couldn’t be happier. You don’t even have to think about it before you're nodding your head and saying yes what feels like a thousand times. Hunter slides the ring onto your finger before standing up to pull you into the most passionate and loving kiss you’ve ever experienced in your life.

[rawiswhore]

Hunter Hearst Helmsley x Fem Reader- "Underwear As Outerwear"

At a WWF house show in 1997, you helped escort Hunter Hearst Helmsley to the ring.

As you walked Hunter to the ring, you were wearing a brownish colored teddy that was a replica of a teddy Adrienne Barbeau wore on an episode of "Maude" back in the 1970's.

This was the teddy you as well as Adrienne wore:

Male fans were whistling and catcalling you as you walked Hunter to the ring.

Teddies used to be something women wore underneath their clothes.

Most women---including women in the WWE/WWF who were stripped down to their bra & panties---would be embarassed to be in public wearing their underwear.

Not you.

You wore that teddy all throughout Hunter's match.

The reason you wore this teddy at a house show because you were worried what fans watching on television would think of this teddy, you were afraid fans would find the teddy you were wearing unsexy and outdated.

[rawiswhore]

Hunter Hearst Helmsley x Fem Reader- "Teddy Girl"

Hello.

I'm sorry I haven't posted any fanfiction as of late. The reason is for very personal and even sexual reasons.

However, today I'll be posting 3 or even more fanfics that day. I wonder if I should even post more than 3 fanfics today.

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At a WWF house show in 1997, you strolled next to Hunter Hearst Helmsley down to the ring.

Your outfit you wore as you escorted Hunter to the ring was a short purple silky teddy that was a replica of a teddy Joyce Dewitt wore on "Three's Company".

This was the teddy you as well as she wore:

If there had been commentary at this house show, Jerry Lawler would be shrieking about how you're wearing a teddy out in public---and teddies used to be something women wore under their clothes.

As you sauntered down to the ring with Hunter, you actually walked next to the front row, where some overexcited fans---mostly male fans---were trying to grab at you.

Some of them were trying to even squeeze your ass with one of their hands if not both.

Hunter, however, stood right next to you and tried keeping those eager fans to not touch you in inappropriate places.

However, with a smirk on your face you told those male wrestling fans in the front row that their hands can stroke your teddy.

So, many mostly male fans in the front row let their hands slide and stroke over the silky fabric of your teddy.

Those fans' hands were mostly touching your teddy placed at your hip since the side of your body was turned to them, but you turned and rotated your body so those fans could stroke the fabric of your teddy covering your stomach.

And indeed, some fans' hands did touch and caress your teddy covering your torso.

Some fans were bewildered that Hunter was letting these male fans touch you, considering you never cheated on Hunter on television and pay-per-views.

But then again, Hunter was a major ladies man.

Most of these male wrestling fans in the front row weren't attractive and you were worried they'd have greasy hands, but luckily many of these fans didn't have dirty hands and their hands didn't ruin the fabric of your teddy.

You let these male fans feel the silk of your teddy, you slowly walked past these male fans in the front row while their hands caressed your teddy and Hunter slowly walked behind you.

You wore this teddy to a house show because you were worried that fans who'd watch this on television wouldn't find the teddy you were wearing sexy.

You wish you could wear that same white teddy you wore after you shed your dress off to distract these male wrestlers in a WWF battle royale, but you're afraid you can't wear the same outfits on television all the time.

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I was excited for September because I was going to make, reblog and post pictures and gifs of Joyce Dewitt and Priscilla Barnes because they're going to be at the Fanboy Expo in Orlando, Florida, but now I was excited for typing fanfictions related to them (which is why I'm posting these fanfictions today).

[rawiswhore]

Bret Hart x Fem Reader- "Queer Eye for the Straight Guy"

For Pride Month.

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At the end of 1997 before he left for WCW, Bret Hart had been feuding with Shawn Michaels and Hunter Hearst Helmsley---who were forming into D Generation X.

Bret Hart even gave them that name.

As you should know, there was a moment on "Monday Night Raw" where Bret had stated into the microphone that Shawn Michaels is nothing but a homo and so was his wrestling tagteam partner Hunter.

You were standing behind Shawn and Hunter, where you piped in.

After Bret called Shawn and Hunter homos, you marched towards those 2 and stood in between them, where they were resting their forearms on the top ropes and you grabbed Shawn's microphone.

"How are you gonna call them homos when you're a man spending an entire career wearing pink?!?!?" you shouted into the microphone at Bret.

What you said really got a very loud pop from the audience, both men and women in the audience got out of their seats cheering with smiles on their faces, like you epically roasted him.

And indeed, you did.

Your callback to Bret is something Shawn or Hunter could've said, but you were a woman saying that to a man.

Girl power!

And at the end of 1997, you were becoming more of a sex object.

[rawiswhore]

Various Male Porn Stars x Fem Reader- "Gangstas and Strippers"

In 1995, there was a porn movie starring Shawn Ricks, Biff Malibu, Tony Tedeschi, Justin Case, Dave Hardman, Gerry Pike and you.

This movie involved those male porn stars attending a strip club.

In that movie, Gerry and the rest of those men all had their long hair hanging down.

Shawn's hair grew longer in 1995 and he never looked any better, and having him looking so sexy being in a porn movie with the equally sexy Biff Malibu, Tony Tedeschi with long hair, and those others is awesome.

As those male porn stars were sitting down in this strip club, your music began playing and  you arrived to the stage, where you began dancing.

While you danced to your music, much of your clothes began shedding off and you twirled and spun around that pole.

Each of those male porn stars couldn’t keep their eyes off of you and their cocks were growing hard under their pants from you.

Since this was a porn movie, those aforementioned male porn stars unzipped and unbuttoned their pants, where their hands reached down their pants and pulled their cocks and erections out.

With their dicks in one of their hands, all of those listed male porn stars began masturbating to you.

Some of those male porn stars grabbed napkins from their tables to clean up the precum spilling out of their slits.

You had noticed these men jerking off of to you and you didn’t mind it at all.

The camera zoomed in on those male porn star’s hands masturbating their penises.

Some of their hands were slowly masturbating their cocks, others were fapping rather fast.

As more of your clothes kept coming off, some of those male porn stars were even offering and handing you money, to which you stuffed their dollar bills in between the straps of your thong.

There were some sexy male porn stars in the 1980’s you wish could’ve been in this movie like Greg Derek, Jay Serling, and Milton Ingley/Michael Morrison, but Greg and Jay weren’t doing porn in 1995 anymore.

Besides, while Greg, Jay and Michael may be hot, they aren’t really that sexy.

Even though in 1995 the World Wrestling Federation was in its worst year ever and some WWF wrestlers weren’t famous yet and not sexy enough yet, you wished that there were some sexy male wrestlers---regardless of whatever wrestling promotion they’re from---that were sitting in this strip club masturbating to you while they watched you undress.

Those sexy male wrestlers you want to masturbate to you in this strip club are Shawn Michaels in 1996/1997 or the summer of 1998, Triple H at the end of 1997 and beginning of 1998 or during his Hunter Hearst Helmsley and even Jean Paul Levesque days, Jeff Hardy, Christian Cage when he has long hair, Rob Van Dam, Scott Hall/Razor Ramon, Chris Jericho when he has long hair and no facial hair, Leif Cassidy in 1996, Brian Pillman in 1996 or 1997, ECW’s Nova in the late 90’s, and probably many more.

Those male pro wrestlers are arguably hotter and sexier than most of these male porn stars.  

While you would fantasize of those male pro wrestlers in this strip club, Jeff Hardy and Christian Cage weren't wrestling stars in 1995 like they'd be years later.

Not to mention, Jeff Hardy was underage in 1995 and graduated from high school that year, plus Jeff didn't look that good during that year.

You also didn't really watch wrestling in 1995 because it was corny.

However, some of those male porn stars are sexy enough to get lapdances.

You crawled off of the stage and stood in front of Shawn while rolling and gyrating your hips and ass on Shawn’s lap with your back turned in front of him, your hands gripping to the arms of his chair.

You rolled and gyrated your hips until you sat on his lap with your back facing in front of him, where you continued to gyrate and roll your hips and ass on his crotch.

You can feel his erection almost poking into your vagina.

You then rotated your body around and continued sitting in his lap, where you resumed rolled and gyrated your hips on his lap while your chest was pressing on his chest.

As you gave him this lapdance, Shawn gave you some more money, to which you placed it in between your thong straps.

After giving this lapdance to Shawn, you sauntered to Biff and stood in front of him with your back turned in front of him and your hips and ass grinding and gyrating on his lap.

Likewise, you rolled your hips down until you sat on his lap with your back still in front of him, where you continued to gyrate your hips and ass on his lap.

Eventually you turned yourself around and still sat on his lap, where you proceeded to gyrate your hips and ass on Biff’s crotch.  

Shawn and Biff wish they could masturbate while you give them lapdances, even though that’s probably impossible.

Speaking of masturbation, Justin Case and Tony Tedeschi jacked off their own dicks while they watched you give lapdances to Shawn and Biff.

[rawiswhore]

Brian Pillman, Hunter Hearst Helmsley x Fem Reader- "What a Boob"

A year after recovering from a car crash that made him unable to wrestle, Brian Pillman was back to wrestling.

During a WWF house show in 1997, Brian had a match against Hunter Hearst Helmsley, where you were Hunter’s valet/manager.

Throughout this match, you were wearing a low cut gown that had your cleavage hiked up and bunched together.

The highlight of this match was when Brian had approached close to you, where you jumped up and wrapped your legs around Brian’s waist.

This shocked the fans, many of them thinking you’re leaving Hunter for Brian.

With his classic shiteating grin on his face, Brian leaned his face and buried it in your cleavage.

This really got a pop from the audience, and he let his face get sandwiched between your cleavage.

You, on the other hand, were completely shocked and appalled when Brian did this to you.

Hunter, meanwhile, was so angry and furious, he immediately marched to Brian and grabbed a handful of the Loose Cannon’s hair, where he pulled Brian away from you.

Hunter pulling Brian away from you caused your legs to unwrap off of Brian’s waist.

Brian and Hunter resumed the match, where Brian and Hunter were furiously both arguing and fighting each other.

Despite what you did to Brian, you still were on screen with Hunter and always by his side, although backstage when the cameras weren’t rolling you were very sexually promiscuous, including with Brian.

Brian looked better last year in 1996 than in 1997, but Brian couldn't wrestle in the WWF in 1996 because of a car crash.

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This fanfiction is based on a dream I had before I woke up on Christmas day last year.

During that dream, the current Bret Hart kissed my hand.

[rawiswhore]

Various WWE Wrestlers x Fem Reader- "Memories"

Before you all read this fanfiction, I originally created this blog to be a blog of fanfiction and even fanart based on fantasies of men I had crushes on during the time, and one of those men was Rick Sanchez from "Rick and Morty".

Some of the fanart did exist, but there's some fanart I never had drawn for me.

Nowadays, AI art is extremely popular, and maybe I could make fanart of Rick Sanchez and other men I had crushes on from AI.

Although, I don't have crushes on Rick and other men I had crushes on in 2017 anymore, not to mention some of the fanart ideas I had in 2017 I turned to fanfiction in the 2020's.

Also, while this blog is about me posting fanfiction of men I have crushes on, some of these people in this fanfiction I don't really have crushes on.

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During the 2010's, the WWE used to have these talking heads segments where WWE wrestlers from the present and past would say something about a certain WWE/WWF wrestler from the past and present.

Examples would be the WWE's Naomi saying Lita was a badass, Mick Foley saying he's the sexiest part of the Attitude era, Bayley saying she grew up watching Molly Holly, John Cena saying he had a flat top haircut in his youth because of Sting the wrestler, and CM Punk saying he could relate to D Generation X because he didn't want to go to school.

Those aforementioned talking heads segments were sometimes used in WWE Hall of Fame Induction videos, like when Lita was inducted into the WWE Hall of Fame.

Well, in the 2010's you had many WWE wrestlers from the present and past saying things about you during your wrestling heyday.

It started off showing clips of you walking down to the ring  during the Attitude era wearing very short towels tucked into the top of your towel.

"Whooooo, y/n!" Kofi Kingston exclaimed where one of his hands fanned himself next to his head.

"She got me through puberty!" Seth Rollins said.

After what they said, there were clips of you laying down wet on a beach wearing a metal fishnet dress similar to what singer Samantha Fox wore on the cover of her "Hurt Me! Hurt Me!" single as well as a clip of you in the late 90's with your back turned in front of the camera wearing a thong bikini.

There were also clips of you during your late 90's wrestling heyday wearing short little negligees and nighties, teddy camiknickers, and even sometimes nothing but a towel as well as puckering your lips blowing kisses to the camera.

A few of these clips had Jerry Lawler happily screeching about you and sexually objectifying you on commentary.

Some clips also showed male fans holding up signs showing their love for you, signs reading "Y/n, will you marry me?" and signs spelling your name out.

It also showed clips of you when you first started off in the WWF wearing these beautiful long evening gowns helping lead Hunter Hearst Helmsley to the ring.

"She started off wearing those long beautiful gowns!" Bayley stated with a smile on her face. "All fans heads would turn when she walked Hunter to the ring!"

"Fans may have hated Hunter, but they loved y/n" Shawn Michaels said.

"I thought she was going to be the next Miss Elizabeth" said Mick Foley.

But then came the Attitude era, where women began being more sexualized.

"But she wasn't always fully clothed" Billy Gunn said with a smile on his face.

After what Billy said showed clips of you undressing in front of sexy male wrestlers in the men's locker room as they stare at you, you revealing yourself in a strapless bikini after undoing your towel and wearing nothing but a towel at Summerslam's Bikini Beach Blastoff in 1996.

"By the time of the Attitude era, she began wearing these short little dresses" Xavier Woods said with a smile "And sometimes she'd wear nothing but a towel!".

It then cut to clips of you wearing a very short white negligee with matching panties underneath down to the ring, the same nighty and white panties Joyce Dewitt/Janet Wood wore on a "Three's Company" episode.

"Is she wearing just a shirt?!" Jim Ross stated in that clip of you wearing that Joyce Dewitt white negligee.

There were also clips of you walking down to the ring with a smile on your face wearing nothing but a short towel tucked into the top of your towel.

Some of those clips of you wearing  nothing but a towel had you not even holding on to the top of your towel, which brings me to...

"Sometimes she wouldn't even hold the top of her towel" The Miz said. "I was thinking 'Is her towel gonna fall off?'".

"That towel ain't comin' off!" Jerry Lawler shrieked in a clip of you wearing nothing but a towel and high heels on your feet, where your hands weren't holding the top of your towel as you walked down to the ring wearing it but your towel managed to stay on you.

"I remember some men and boys in the front row would try to reach their hands out trying to grab that towel and yank it off of her to see if she was really naked" Jerry Lawler said.

As he said that, there were clips of male fans in the front row leaning forward reaching their hands and arms out as you wore those towels where their hands were trying to yank it off of you.

"I remember during the Attitude era, every boy at my school was obsessed with her" Dean Ambrose said. "Myself included"

"I grew up watching 'Three's Company' that had women wearing short little towels and skimpy outfits" said Kane. "And seeing her wearing those same lingerie and towels like those women on 'Three's Company' was awesome!".

"She'd jump up and down sometimes and her panties would show!" Seth Rollins said, which then showed clips of you wearing a short negligee that would fly while you bounced up and down and your panties showed.

"Sometimes she'd even enter the ring in a towel" Xavier Woods said, where it showed a clip of you bending down wearing a towel as you entered the ring similar to Stacy Keibler, although your vulva wasn't shown. "And I was thinking is she showing the audience her...wait, this is a PG era".

"The camera would sometimes film her from behind her back where you could kind of see up her shorts!" said Daniel Bryan, where it played a clip of you in late 1997 wearing a baby blue teddy camiknicker where you were filmed behind your back, and your shorts from that teddy were rather short.

"There were times I thought you really were gonna see her naked on TV!" the Miz said, where it showed a clip of you sitting down wearing a short towel and one of your hands was in front of your vulva.

"I actually started watching 'Three's Company' because my parents used to say she's acting and dressing like women from that show!" AJ Lee said with a smile on her face.

"The Attitude era usually had men getting the loudest cheers and pops" said Chris Jericho. "But she got pops and cheers as loud as male stars did"

But after all that objectification came something else...

"She may have been portrayed as eye candy at first, but she could also wrestle!" said Natalya Neidhart.

There began playing clips of you during your wrestling heyday doing actual wrestling moves and actual wrestling matches with some other female wrestlers like Ivory, Sable, Tori, Jacqueline and Lita.

Some of the clips playing had you doing a backflip next to your female opponent and hitting your feet on the opponent's face, your leg kicking your female opponent in the ring like how Madonna is kicking in this clip:

And a clip of your hand on your female opponent's crotch while your other hand lifts and scoops up that opponent and slams her down onto the ring.

Jim Ross in some of these clips roared when he exclaimed the names of your wrestling moves.

"At first I hated her for for being half naked and sexualized" AJ Lee said. "But then I started seeing her wrestle and realizing she could wrestle too!"

There were more clips of you showing off your wrestling talent and prowess in the ring.

"People were shocked to see that a former diva bouncing around in skimpy clothes could also wrestle!" Jerry Lawler said.

There were clips of you jumping off of the top rope of a wrestling ring and pouncing on your opponents.

"She might have been portrayed as a sex object" Trish Stratus mentioned. "But she was also doing wrestling moves before other divas were doing them!"

First it showed a clip of your legs and body wrapping and spinning around another female opponent's body and making her fall down, Victoria and Ricochet have similar wrestling moves.

And then it showed a clip of Victoria doing that move.

"A lot of her wrestling moves were inspired by dancing" Layla El brought up.

There were clips of you spinning around and kicking your opponent, grabbing your opponents' wrist and spinning them around and then throwing them into the wrestling ring's post, and holding your opponent and spinning them around like this.

"She was doing mind blowing wrestling moves even before Lita" said Bayley.

"She'd sometimes do spanking matches and strap matches with male wrestlers!" Candice Michelle exclaimed, where there were clips from your strap matches and spanking matches with other male wrestlers, some of those male wrestlers spanking your with a paddle or strap.

"If it wasn't for her sometimes dressing provocatively" Mickie James said. "She could be remembered as a great WWE diva along the lines of Trish Stratus"

There were then soundbites of men chanting your name and chanting "We want y/n!".

There were clips played of you in the early 2000's WWE provocative photoshoots as well as clips of you winning the women's championship belt.

There were many things that could be in this WWE Hall of Fame induction, like your singing career and acting career as well as being the first WWF diva to be featured in magazines like FHM, Maxim, Cosmopolitan, etc.

[rawiswhore]

Shawn Michaels, Triple H x Fem Reader- "Boys Will Be Boys"

I hope this fanfic won't offend the fem readers, but viewer discretion is advised.

I also hope I haven't titled a fanfiction this already!

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By the end of the 1990's, the women's division in the World Wrestling Federation were beginning to be viewed and treated as sex objects with a few exceptions.

When the Attitude era was arguably emerging, Paul Levesque was leaving his Hunter Hearst Helmsley blueblood gimmick behind and trading it for Triple H.

He didn't become his the Game gimmick after abandoning Hunter Hearst Helmsley, but he became much more modern.

Speaking of which, Triple H and Shawn Michaels at the end of 1997 formed D Generation X and they lived up to their name.

They were immature, disrespectful, obnoxious and rude.

During a "Monday Night Raw" episode that aired at the end of 1997, there was a moment where Triple H and Shawn were sitting at the commentary table whereas you were standing in front of them wearing nothing but a towel covering your naked body.

Shawn and Triple H both had their long hair hanging down in this moment.

"It's a good thing we're sitting down by this table!" Shawn said with a smile into the microphone, referring to himself and Triple H.

"Yeah, maybe we can see under her towel!" Triple H answered back, which got a lot of male fans cheering.

What Shawn Michaels said was a boner joke, as in he and Triple H are hiding their erections under the table.

Some male fans behind Triple H and Shawn were trying to look up under your towel.

"It gets cold during the winter!" Triple H chirped into the microphone. "And she's naked under that towel!"

"But I don't see her nipples!" Shawn replied. "If only she'd walk to the ring with her back turned in front of us!"

That was referring to if you stood next to the ring in front of the commentary table, Triple H and Shawn (as well as the fans behind them) might see your vulva hanging out of your towel.

"Good thing we're not wrestling tonight!" Shawn stated with a smile. "I couldn't wrestle with her half naked distracting me!"

They were basically acting like 2 horny 12 year old boys acting like they just saw women's breasts for the first time.

Triple H and Shawn didn't have to say this on commentary, they could've said this standing in the ring with you in between them.

"Thank God she's with us!" Shawn stated with a smile into the microphone. "But if only she'd distract us if she was our opponent's valet!"

They need to be saying more about the match going on instead of gushing about you.

"My tights feel even tighter when I'm near her!" Shawn admitted in the microphone.

That's another erection joke.

On the other hand, throughout Shawn and Triple H objectifying you, you were looking at them with a smirk on your face, like "boys will be boys!".

Surprisingly, Shawn and Triple H didn't try to pull your towel off.  

Some male fans behind Shawn and Triple H were reaching their hands and arms out trying to pull your towel off.

But you luckily were standing away from them.

There were some male fans in the audience wanting you to stand on top of the commentary table so they could look under your towel.

[rawiswhore]

Bret Hart, Davey Boy Smith, Brian Pillman x Fem Reader- "The Girl in the Magnesium Dress"

Before you read this fanfiction, I've been fearing lately of losing interest in being a wrestling valet/manager who distracts male wrestling opponents by flirting and seducing them!

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On a "Monday Night Raw" episode that aired in the summer of 1997, Hunter Hearst Helmsley had a match against the Hart Foundation---who now consisted of Bret Hart, Davey Boy Smith, Brian Pillman, Jim Neidhart and Owen Hart, and you were Hunter's valet.

Yep, one wrestler went up against 5 others!

The highlight of this match was when you had interrupted it by carefully walking up the stairs and above the ring's apron to a spot where Brian Pillman, Davey Boy Smith and Bret Hart were.

While you stood in that spot near where they were, with a grin on your face as you looked at those 3 wrestlers you slowly you turned your body around until your back was in front of those 3 wrestlers.

As you turned your body around, your hands grabbed the sides of your dress and pulled it up until your ass cheeks were showing.

Under your dress you wore a thong.

Many fans in the audience---male fans especially---got out of their seats and cheered and whistled seeing your bare ass being exposed.

You may have worn long beautiful gowns, but you had a naughty side!

Brian Pillman definitely was checking your ass out and couldn't help but stare at it.

If he could, he'd spank it.

Brian smiled as he looked at your ass.

Davey and Bret on the other hand didn't care.

Davey, Bret, and Brian resumed the match, whereas you quickly pulled your dress back down until your ass was covered.

You walked off of the ring and down the stairs, where you continued watching this match.

[rawiswhore]

Various WWF Wrestlers x Fem Reader- "Hustle-r, Loyalty, Respect"

I hope this fanfiction isn't too similar to my "Beulah McGillislutty" fanfic I posted and typed last year, but I have a feeling it is.

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While the World Wrestling Federation in 1997 was in a city touring, some of their roster stopped at a strip club you were working at.

Some of those sexy wrestlers that visited this strip club included Shawn Michaels, Hunter Hearst Helmsley, Rob Van Dam, Brian Pillman, and Jeff Hardy.

Those aforementioned wrestlers were circled around the runway you and other strippers perform on.

When a song began playing, you walked out of the curtain and sauntered down the catwalk.

Many of these male wrestlers as well as other men in the strip club applauded and cheered for you with smiles on their faces and whistled at you, their eyes were all on you.

You stopped walking once you stood on the end of the runway.

After stripping and undressing and these wrestlers handing you money that you stuffed in your garter belt wrapped around your thigh, you were still going to perform naked in an interesting way.

You then turned your body around until your ass was in front of these men circled around you while you stood sideways and you bent your torso in front of yourself while you stuck your ass out.

Now some men in this strip club can get a view of your vulva, which they did.

Some male wrestlers looked at your vagina with smiles on their faces, and you had no pubic hair and shaving bumps around your pussy, nor did you have any cellulite on your thighs.

After that, you grabbed an empty chair on the side next to the runway and pulled that chair on the stage, where you had a seat.

As you sat in that chair, you spread your legs wide open until you showed your vagina, where you turned your head sideways and one of your hands placed at one of your breasts while your other hand was at your twat.

Your middle finger poked inside your vaginal hole as your opposite hand stroked your breast, and you shut your eyes and breathily moaned a bit.

Some people sitting in this strip club could see that you were fingering yourself.

This really got a cheer and applause as well as some whistling, and many of these male wrestlers with smiles on their faces were handing you money.

Was it necessary for you to be doing this at a strip club?

You could've done this in a hotel room with these male wrestlers.

(I even almost set this fanfic in a hotel room).

After sitting on a chair, you then slid your ass off of the chair and sat down on the runway.

With your legs spread wide open, you slid your finger out of your vagina but your middle finger still continued rubbing up and down the middle of your pussy while your eyes stared at your vulva.

This was reminding Rob Van Dam all too much of Beulah McGillicutty's Hustler magazine photoshoot she did.

In fact, what you were doing was a replication of the things Beulah did in her Hustler magazine photoshoot.

You then rotated and turned your body over until you were laying on your stomach on top of the runway, where your hand reached behind your ass and your fingers tried to finger your pussy, your legs and thighs spread apart so everyone could see you.

You were replicating your favorite images from Beulah's Hustler photoshoot.

Your fingers even managed to spread your pussy lips apart.

You shut your eyes and moaned as you rubbed your pussy.

While these male wrestlers make lots of money, should they be handing you more money at you?

You're okay with them giving you $5 and $10, at least you're being sympathetic and empathetic in that wrestlers need to keep money too.

You then pulled yourself up until you were sitting on all fours, where your hand reached behind your ass and still continued rubbing up and down your twat.

As you rubbed your cunt, one of your elbows was resting on top of the runway with the side of your head resting on the palm of your hand.

If these wrestlers could, they'd masturbate to you.

In fact, they can, as long as they don't go to jail.

Throughout your performance, these male wrestlers were growing erections under their pants and shorts.

You sitting on all fours with your bare vagina sticking out or exposed was like an invitation for these male wrestlers to have sex with you.

[rawiswhore]

Hunter Hearst Helmsley/Eric Bischoff x Fem Reader- "You Turned the Tables on Me"

For those about to read this fanfiction, you can either choose to ship yourself with Hunter Hearst Helmsley or Eric Bischoff, or both.

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Wrestlers, wrestling valets and managers will sometimes join commentary, and that's always such fun.

On a "Monday Night Raw" episode that aired in the summer of 1997 (or, if it's Eric Bischoff you want, a "WCW Nitro" episode that aired at the beginning of 1998), Hunter Hearst Helmsley/Eric Bischoff was sitting at the commentary table, and he wasn't the only one there.

Hunter had his long hair hanging down in this episode.

With a smile on your face, you sat down on the commentary table in front of Hunter/Eric, where one of your legs crossed above your other leg.

You still kept a smile on your face when you sat down in front of Hunter, your eyes looking at him.

Hunter/Eric, Jim Ross and Jerry Lawler (or, for WCW, Larry Zybyszko and Steve "Mungo" McMichael) and were taken by surprise and slightly jumped when you sat down on the commentary table, their eyes growing wide and eyebrows raising.

Fans in the audience roared and popped out of their seats with smiles on their faces when you sat down on the commentary table.

You were wearing a long evening gown that reached your ankles during this episode.

If you could, you'd wear a really short negligee/nighty with matching panties underneath or even nothing but a towel.

Hell, if there was a sexy wrestler who was an opponent on commentary---like Shawn Michaels---you'd sit in front of him at the commentary table.

This moment of you sitting down at the commentary table in front of Hunter/Eric was a recreation from a "Three's Company" episode where Janet sits down on a desk.

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At the beginning of this month, I planned on typing and posting these fanfictions on certain days this month, but I didn't!

[rawiswhore]

Various WWF Wrestlers x Fem Reader- "Battle Royale"

In August of 1997, there was a "Shotgun Saturday Night" episode that involved a battle royale involving several male wrestlers.

Some of the wrestlers in this match included Hunter Hearst Helmsley, Shawn Michaels, RockaBilly (who would later become Billy Gunn), Brian Pillman, Davey Boy Smith, Bret Hart, Thurman Plugg and several others.

Granted, in real life, there was a battle royale on "Shotgun Saturday Night" that involved Hunter Hearst Helmsley, Davey Boy Smith, Mick Foley/Mankind, RockaBilly, etc. but some of these other listed wrestlers like Shawn Michaels weren't in this match.

But this is just a fanfiction I've made up.

You were Hunter's valet and helped escort him to the ring.

In this battle royale, Shawn Michaels, RockaBilly, Bret Hart, Thurman Plugg and Brian Pillman all had their long hair hanging down.

Because Hunter was still somewhat playing his aristocratic blueblood gimmick, you were dressed in an evening gown when you led him to the ring for this battle royale.

During wrestling battle royales, if a wrestler falls out of the ring, then that wrestler is eliminated out of the match.

Before many of these wrestlers---in particular RockaBilly, Shawn, Davey, Brian, Bret, as well as Hunter---fell out of the ring, you walked up the stairs leading to the ring and walked above the ring's apron.

You walked to an area where these aforementioned wrestlers were.

As you walked up the stairs and above the apron, the male fans in the audience perked up and got excited, eager to see what you would do to distract these men.

When you stopped walking and stood nearby the sexiest wrestlers in this match, with a smirk on your face, you hooked your thumbs under the straps of your dress, raised the straps of your dress up until you removed your thumbs out of the straps of your dress, which caused your dress to shed off of you, where your dress fell down to your ankles.

Your dress basically shed and popped off of you, no need for you to bend down and pull your dress down to your ankles.

Under your dress was a white silky spaghetti strapped teddy (no, not a bear) that was a mixture of a chemise and short shorts.

That teddy you wore was the same teddy Mr. Roper's niece wore on a "Three's Company" episode, this one:

Placing your hands on your hips, many male fans in the audience got out of their seats and cheered when they saw you in that teddy, some of them were clapping their hands and many of the adult male fans whistled at you.

Some of the male fans were disappointed, they were hoping you'd wear a bra & thong under your dress.

While you stood there in that teddy, some of these male wrestlers such as RockaBilly, Shawn Michaels, Davey Boy Smith, Brian Pillman and others turned their heads and looked at you, where you stared back at them.

Shawn, RockaBilly and Brian couldn't help but smile and grin while they looked at you, they even wanted to walk closer to you to get a good look.

A few other wrestlers in this battle royale also looked at you with smiles on their faces, they even wanted to approach closer to you.

You interrupted this battle royale so Hunter could beat the mess out of his opponents, as well as for you to recreate a moment from "Three's Company".

Plus, it's awesome to distract several wrestlers in a match.

Not to mention, this moment of you distracting many wrestlers was like a recreation of when Miss Elizabeth pulled her skirt off at Summerslam 1988 to distract Andre the Giant and Ted Dibiase.

As many of these wrestlers were distracted looking at you, Hunter went all out and began trying to attack them, throwing punches to their faces, where the match continued on.

When the match continued again, you bent down and grabbed your dress, where you pulled it back up your body until it covered it again.

Before you shed your dress off of you, your teddy was hiding under your dress for good reason, and luckily the straps of your teddy didn't peek out before you shed out of your dress.

After you put your dress back on, you carefully walked out of the ring and down the stairs, continuing to watch this match and making sure some wrestler won't fall on top of you if he falls out of the ring.

You wish this battle royale could've had Jeff Hardy, Christian Cage, Chris Jericho, Scott Hall, Rob Van Dam, Tommy Rogers from the Fantastics, Leif Cassidy if he didn't have that tacky handlebar moustache (and his hair didn't look too awful), Nova from ECW, Sean Morley/Val Venis, Raven from ECW and WCW, Shane Douglas in 1997, Jim Powers from WCW, Jerry Lynn from ECW and even Chris Benoit.

There's other wrestlers who could've been in this match too.

But alas, those wrestlers were in other wrestling companies.

You want some of those wrestlers to be in this battle royale because they're sexy and you want to show yourself off in front of them while dressed in a teddy, although they've seen you in a teddy already, they've even seen you naked.

Actually, I wasn't sure if I should set this fanfic in August 1997, in June of 1997, at Royal Rumble 1997 in January or in the summer of 1996.

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Leif Cassidy x Fem Reader- "I Love the 70's"

Because wrestler Leif Cassidy's gimmick was a 1970's teenybopper pop star, at a World Wrestling Federation house show in the summer of 1996, Leif Cassidy had a match against Hunter Hearst Helmsley.

While Leif was standing near the ropes where you were standing, you quickly and carefully scurried up the stairs and walked above the ring's skirt.

You stood in front of Leif, and with your hands at the straps of your gown, you shed your dress off of you to reveal a short 1970's teddy camiknicker.

The teddy you wore under your gown was similar to what women on "Three's Company" wore.

You did get quite a bit of a cheer from the male fans when you shed your dress off.

Leif saw you standing there in that tiny teddy camiknicker, where you stripped your dress off.

Leif smiled when he saw you in that teddy, it reminded him of women from the 1970's.

He couldn't take his eyes off of you in that teddy with a smile on his face.

Leif was wondering what happened to your dress you previously wore.

As Leif was distracted over you standing there in that teddy, Hunter attacked him, where Leif stumbled and face planted in the ring.

You quickly put your dress right back on and continued watching this match.

You're unsure whether or not if the teddy you wore is sexy---that's why you're wearing this teddy at a house show.