For the sake of the story, let's pretend that Adam, Shawn, Dwayne, and Steve never retired, and Jeff Hardy and Matt Hardy are still in the WWE, and incest is legal. Sorry about this chapter, it's a little long and kind of boring; but I promise that it will get better. For the readers of my other story, don't worry, I am continuing on with that story. I will update this story one night, and I will update my other story the next night. Thanks and I hope you like. The idea for this story came from a dream I had.
05/09/2011 9:30 PM
Randy and I are in our locker room getting ready for our match to start. We have a tag-team match against Mike and Alex. When Vince started the company, he had a creative team; but he soon realized that the creative team really wasn't that creative, so he fired all of them, and he gave the Superstars the power to control what happens on Raw. We get to decide feuds, outcomes of matches, and what we say. We can say pretty much anything except the words, fuck, shit, bitch, and sex. Randy is the Oregon Champion, and I am the Florida Champion. Florida, Oregon, Alabama, Georgia, New York, Massachusetts, North Carolina, South Carolina, California, Utah, Nevada, Texas, Hawaii, Oklahoma, Colorado, Michigan, Missouri, Mississippi, Arizona, and Ohio have their own wrestling leagues, and every month, one member from each state comes to our PPV's to take us on for our championships. I have lost the Florida championship on more than one occasion; but I always manage to get it back at the next PPV. There are 20 Superstars and eight Divas in the WWE. Each Diva has their own championship also.
Anyways, Randy and I are both Vampires. There are four Superstars who have the ability to regenerate, and every night, the Vampires of the WWE feed on the ones with the ability to regenerate. (The four Superstars with the ability to regenerate are Dwayne, Shawn, Adam, and Steve. They can feel pain. As we are feeding, there blood continues to replenish, so essentially we can feed as long as we want to. As long as part of our fangs are in there neck, the wound stays open. For the ones that can regenerate, major injuries take 15 minutes to heal.) Out of the 28 members of the WWE, 24 of us are Vampires. Vampires also have the ability to heal themselves; but it takes half an hour for major injuries to heal; but if we get cut, it only takes 20 seconds to heal, and we can feel pain. Our venom is red in color, and looks a lot like blood. Venom has consumed our bodies, so we have venom running through our veins. We pee, poop, grow hair, eat human food, and have sex like normal humans; the only difference is we have to consume blood at night. Roughly 75% of the US. Population are Vampires; the other 25% have the ability to regenerate. The ones with the ability to regenerate either let Vampires feed directly from them, or they donate their blood to blood banks. Don't worry; there is plenty of human blood to go around.
"Baby." I say.
"Yeah hon." Randy says.
"When does our match start?" I ask.
"We're in the main event, so our match starts in like an hour." Randy says.
"Perfect, that gives us more than enough time to make love before our match starts." I say.
"I love the way you think." Randy says as he pushes me up against the lockers and claims my lips. He runs his tongue over my bottom lip, and my mouth opens to grant him access. I have come to learn that vampires get hard really, really, fast. Ok, so I don't know if other vampires get hard really, really fast; but Randy and I do. After our tongues duel for a couple of minutes, Randy pulls away and drops his trunks, and I drop my shorts and underwear, and I turn around and bend over. Randy steps forward and slams into me, which causes me to hit my head on the locker.
"Ow." I say.
"Sorry baby." Randy says. I put my hands on the locker, so I don't hit my head again. Randy pulls all the way out and slams into me again.
"Fuck baby." I moan out. A few minutes later, the both of us cum, and Randy pulls out of me and I stand up, turn around, and kiss Randy on the lips.
"I love you." I say.
"I love you too baby. Let's get cleaned up." Randy says.
"Ok." I say as I give him another kiss on the lips.
After we shower, we put on our ring gear again, and after I grab my baseball cap, we head up to the stage.
"Hey guys." Dwayne says as he walks up to us.
"Hey man. How are you doing?" Randy asks Dwayne.
"I'm doing good. I was just about to head back to the hotel. What time does your guys' match end?" Dwayne asks.
"A little after 11. What time do you want us to come over?" I ask.
"Ah…can you come over at midnight?" He asks.
"Sure man, see you then." I say.
"Alright. See you soon." Dwayne says as he leaves.
"I was that close to sinking my fangs into his neck." Randy says.
"Me too. His scent is intoxicating." I say.
"Yeah it is." Randy says.
A Few Minutes Later: 10:40 PM
Our music starts playing, and after striking our poses, we walk down to the ring and I slide into it while Randy walks up the stairs and into the ring. Mike and Alex's music starts playing, and after they strike a quick pose, they walk down to the ring and walk up the steps and into the ring.
"You start." I say.
"Alright." Randy says. A few seconds later, the bell rings, and Randy and Mike lock up. Randy places Mike into a head-lock and then elbows him in the face. Mike slaps Randy across the face and then Randy slaps Mike. A few minutes later, Randy tags me in and Mike tags Alex in. I go after Alex and I tackle him and start hitting him in the face. A few minutes later, Randy nails an RKO on Mike and then pins him for the win. I climb into the ring and hug Randy.
"Good job baby." I say.
"Thanks." Randy says as we slide out of the ring and head up the ramp and back to the stage.
"Good job guys." Steve says.
"Thanks man." I say.
"Do you guys want to grab some breakfast tomorrow?" Steve asks.
"Sure, what time?" Randy asks.
"Ah…how does 9:30 sound?" Steve asks.
"Sounds good to me." I say.
"Me too." Randy says.
"Alright, I'll see you guys tomorrow. Bye." Steve says.
"Bye." Randy and I say at the same time.
"He also smelled intoxicating." I say.
"Ugh! I wish it was midnight." Randy says.
"Me too. Let's go shower and get dressed." I say.
"Hungry." Randy says.
After Randy and I shower and get dressed, we grab our bags and head out to our car.
A Few Minutes Later: 12:00 AM. Dwayne's Room
I knock on the door and Dwayne lets us in.
"Hey guys." Dwayne says.
"Fuck Dwayne. You smell absolutely intoxicating." Randy says.
"Thanks." Dwayne says as he sits down on the bed. Randy and I walk over to him and after shaking our heads, our fangs appear, and we sink our fangs into Dwayne's neck and he lets out a small groan. Oh my fucking god. I completely and utterly love the way Dwayne tastes. I will never grow tired of the way Dwayne tastes.
A few minutes later, I remove my fangs from his neck and the wound heals. I head into the bathroom to clean my mouth off. I shake my head and my fangs disappear. After cleaning my mouth off, I head back into the bedroom and Randy is still feeding. He's a lot hungrier than I thought he was. A couple of minutes later, Randy removes his fangs from Dwayne's neck and the wound heals.
"God baby, I didn't think you were ever going to be done." I joke.
"I was hungry." Randy says. After he cleans his mouth off, we say good-bye to Dwayne and head back to our room. I grab a pair of pajama pants and after putting them on, I climb into bed. After Randy puts on a pair of pajama pants, he lies down next to me and lays his head on my chest. A few minutes later, we fall asleep.
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