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Day of Event - July 3rd 2012

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"AJ, darling. You sure you're okay?" Layla asked, with genuine concern. AJ's behaviour over the past couple of months was questionable and controversial. It was enough to send AJ's friends away from her (and a good example of that was Kaitlyn).

"Okay? Of course I'm okay! Why wouldn't I be?" AJ said, clueless about what Layla was referring to. In AJ's mind (and AJ's mind only), she was the perfect picture of sanity, normality and honesty. What else was a woman to do when she had two men (formerly three, but Kane got himself out of that once he realised AJ was more bizarre than he) lusting after her?

"Well it's just that your plan…well…" Layla said, before getting a good glance at AJ's crazed stare. "…you know what, never mind. But what exactly does Cena have to do with this?"

"Well, for one, both Punkie and Bryan have history with Cena…so I guess Cena could see who's the better out of the two."

"Fair point…I guess." Layla shrugged. She just didn't like AJ's crazed look, and she didn't want to see any more of it. "How am I going to convince Cena about this though? I'm not so sure he'll be excited to reunite with Punk, especially after what happened last year."

"Simple. Cena likes the dick." AJ said with a giggle. "And what's better than one dick? Three dicks!"

"Three? There's only Daniel and Punk though doll." Layla said, before an image intruded her mind. "Oh AJ! Please tell me you're not planning on getting Kane involved with this! I mean I know you smooched him and all, but nobody needs to see that monster in his birthday suit!"

"…I already did." AJ said, causing Layla's eyes to widen even further in downright horror. "But no, you don't need to worry. Kane couldn't handle me anyway." AJ said with a giggle, before she delved deep inside her handbag to find something that would come in handy during Layla's challenge. "You'll just be needing this." The American said, before she handed the Brit a long and thick white strap-on.

Layla hesitantly took it into her palms. It had been an extremely long time since she toys on a man. Jamie Noble was willing to go to any length in order to impress Layla, and one thing lead to another, and in the end, Noble whored his hole out to the Diva. "You sure about this April?"

"It's AJ to you. And yep." AJ said, as her frown quickly turned upside down. "Fuck Johnny good for me, and remember to make him moan loud enough to get Punky and Danny boy interested in joining in. Make sure you spill all the details once you're done. I'm already planning my wedding…it just depends on who it's with."

"Okay then…AJ." Layla said with a smile, before she slowly headed off away from the instable Diva. Once she couldn't see the controversial brunette, Layla would mumble to get the annoyance out of her system. "That girl is just one packet full of crazy." The Englishwoman would murmur to herself, as she went off to try and find Cena.

From the few members of the WWE roster who weren't too entranced by the magic of their mobiles, they did send a bizarre look in the petite European's direction, wondering who on earth she had planned to use the white rubber toy on. That did make Layla feel a little anxious.

She wasn't the nasty girl she had built a reputation for herself as throughout the past couple of years. She was now a nice girl. A nice girl that would say goodbye to her old bullying ways. A nice girl that wouldn't show such an attitude towards former flames. A nice girl that would refrain from being kinky.

'Well…I guess nice girls do finish last.' Layla thought to herself. AJ's little task was actually making the Diva's Champion consider going back to her old ways (well the sexual and kinky part at least. Not the bullying part). That was bizarre enough. Then again, the whole of the WWE licentious environment was bizarre enough to put any sane person off from wrestling. 'What the hell? I guess it wouldn't hurt to be nasty…just for this once.'

Layla had come to a decision, and one that she would temporarily abide by. She would go through with AJ's job for her, but only because it secretly sounded like fun.

Eventually, after receiving a slight dose of hassle from Antonio and Aksana after defeating them earlier in the night with Khali, Layla managed to track down where Cena was. With a white strap-on in hand, she sprinted over so that she could quickly tick off AJ's little task for her.

"John! John!" Layla would bellow, and the bellowing paid off. John turned in her direction, intrigued to see the large rubber object in her palms. "Thank God I caught up for you! You wouldn't believe who I just talked to."

"AJ?"

"How'd you know?"

"You have a strap-on. None of the Divas really carry around strap-ons…well aside from Beth and McCool, but McCool went ages ago, and Beth hates your guts."

"Ehh. Fair enough point, but don't forget that I hate Beth too." Layla said. She eventually did notice the absence of her name in that sentence, which surprised her slightly. "But why are you surprised to see me with a strap-on? Don't you know that I'm a nasty girl?"

"Oh, so you're nasty again?" Cena smirked. "I ain't complaining. Nice Layla's cool and sweet and all…but Nasty Layla's hot and sexy."

Layla chuckled at Cena's blunt honesty. Still, he wasn't the first man to say such a thing to her. "Oh John…just as much of an ass kisser as you were before, I see."

"Well I'm not sure about that, but I'd have no problem kissing your ass." Cena once again flashed a smirk in Layla's direction. "As you can tell, I'm pretty horny right about now."

"I think I got that from the boner in your jorts." Layla said, looking down to see the raging erection desperate to escape the confines of the denim bottoms. "Maybe you'd like a hand with that?"

"I could work with a hand…for now anyways." Cena smirked, as his palm slipped through Layla's clothing and moved upwards to cup a feel of her bountiful bust. "You might wanna take the clothes off, though. It's getting a little hot in here anyways."

The British beauty bit her lip to stop any wanton emotions from being exhibited by the man getting a good feel of her breasts. Eventually, she was able to bring herself to slap Cena's hands away. "I think you're right John. It's so hot in here. I can feel the heat getting to me." Layla said with her most seductive voice, as she proceeded to strip off all her clothing (as opposed to just the upper-half that Cena had expected her to take off) in a manner that would make the most sultry of porn stars envious.

Cena went wide-eyed, as expected. With tits like Layla's, it was hard not to show any type of emotion. Cena's emotion was arousal and nothing but. His hard-on somehow grew an extra inch from just staring at those massive mammaries.

Layla chuckled. Cena was so blatant when it came to his arousal. Him staring with his mouth gaped was humorous to her. "Darling, are you just gonna look or what?"

That was enough to snap Cena out of whatever trance he was in, as within seconds, the Massachusett became putty in her hands. His mouth quickly took in one of Layla's areolas whole with just one attempt. The nipple would be the main target in Cena's lustful assault, as the tongue mercilessly swirled around it, making it grow erect in a matter of seconds with the amount of talent that was transpiring.

John wasn't just finished there, however. As his tongue continued to twirl around the hardened nipple, his fingers got to work on Layla's lips. Her clit now also became a target in Cena's evident lust.

Whilst the Englishwoman continued to receive all this pleasure, she forgot about the existence of the strap-on in her palms. Cena was just that good with his body.

Cena continued to use his talent to give joy to Layla through her beautiful feminine features before taking a hold of Layla's strap-on as she suddenly remembered it's presence.

"Wait!" Layla bellowed. Cena was one sneaky man, she'd give him that. Before she could say anything else, however, her facial expression showed multitudes of confusion, as Cena attached the strap-on to her waist. Cena removed his lips from her breasts so he could explain the reasoning for what he just did.

"Just helping you out." Cena said with a smile. "I don't exactly know what AJ's plan is, but I trust you if you're going along with it." And with that, Cena engulfed the dildo whole with his talented oral cavity. Just to give Layla a slice of the pleasure she should be feeling, his fingers slid into her vaginal passage.

Layla was moaning; a mixture of astonishment and arousal oozed from her lips into the atmosphere. It only helped to John's fingers in entering her slick passage, whilst his oral hole took in more and more of the rubber object at a quicker pace.

John's oral talents were out of this world. Many people talked about his talents, and the way that he managed to provide pleasure to Layla through both his mouth and his digits, it wasn't rocket science to figure out why.

The moans elicited from Layla were enough to attract the attention of two young men. Both Layla and Cena were out in the corridor, so Superstars and Divas could clearly see what transpired in front of their eyes. It just so happened that by coincidence, Daniel Bryan and CM Punk happened to be those Superstars.

For once, Punk and Bryan actually talked to each other. Sure some threats were made, but it was progress from their previous interactions. Most of the recent conversations between the two consisted of them trying to mutually come to terms with why AJ smooched them both on the same night on the same show within the same amount of time.

Is she undecided (still)? Is she interested in them both? Is she just a whore? Is she actually a crazy chick?

Punk thought of one option, whilst Bryan thought of the other. The two men could not and would not agree with each other, which could be said for a lot of things.

What was more shocking than actually seeing Punk and Bryan stand so close without exhibiting any bruises was that they both would agree on the sight that presented itself in front of them: John Cena was up to his usual slutty tricks.

They knew Cena wasn't shy around dick; heck, Cena had sucked both of them off at one point within the past year! But to actually suck off a Diva wearing a strap-on? They never knew that Cena was that enthusiastic when it came to giving blowjobs.

"Well would you just look at that?" Bryan said, astonished really by what transpired before him.

"I already am." Punk replied. That was about as sarcastic as he could get in the moment, as the shock temporarily took control of his entire body.

The comments didn't phase Cena, however. He continued to suck off Layla with total expertise. He looked like a man who was no novice when providing pleasure through toys.

"You like what you're seeing, hons?" Layla asked with a smile that showcased her beauty. Upon being witnessed by two hot studs dressed in nothing more than wrestling boots and skimpy wrestling trunks, her nasty side finally managed to escape. She looked down on Cena and slapped him in the face (albeit slapping him gently). "Come on hussy! You can do a better job than that! Deepthroat it! Take it all in bitch!"

John was totally shocked by Layla's sudden transition in dominance. Being submissive wasn't against his morals; he just didn't expect the change in control to switch so quickly. Still, he would take Layla's orders, given the situation that she was most likely put in by the infamously instable AJ Lee.

Up and down his head would continue to bob on Layla's rubber cock. The only thing that changed about Cena was his lack of clothing, as both Punk and Bryan worked together to strip down him to nothing after getting commands to do so from the Diva. The British beauty used all of her powers of persuasion (including what AJ had told her prior to this moment) in order to fully sway them over. Punk and Bryan eventually felt as if there was no other choice but to comply with what she says. They would eventually strip themselves nude also, so each and every one of the four wrestlers currently in the corridor all wore nothing. No clothes. No regret. Nothing of the sort.

"Why don't you two get a little comfy? Cena, if you'd please…" Thankfully for Layla, after a few discreet gestures that only Cena could correctly identify, the Massachusett would do exactly as he was told. He went from sucking on a piece of plastic to alternatively sucking on two veiny cocks. Punk's was longer, but Bryan's was meatier. The suctions certainly caught the two men by surprise. They expected Layla to taste their phalluses, rather than have Cena do it.

They weren't complaining though. Cena's mouth brought many talents that would be cherished by their lust. They felt bad for poor AJ, but they had no idea that this was her plan. Her plan that was soon to come into fruition.

Cena alternated with each cock in his mouth. For one moment, he would take in Punk's length, and the other moment would see him swallowing up Daniel whole. Cena was an expert in blowjobs, and that was well-documented around the locker room. Daniel now understood why John Cena made his wrestling career as iconic as it is.

Whilst Daniel and Punk were forgetting about all the joys that AJ possessed and focused on the bliss Cena provided, Layla was only just finding use of the strap-on that was attached to her slender waist.

John was in perfect position. His ass swaying in the air as his mouth continued to work over the two hardened tools belonging to the two lustful individuals towering above him. After getting a view of that ass, Layla had to fuck it.

Without even whispering an indication of sorts, Layla rammed her toy inside Cena's pucker, and the muffled moans originating from him were music to her ears. It fuelled her to thrust faster inside his pucker so more satisfactory whines were audible to the lustful Brit.

Eventually, as Cena's alternate cock sucking progressed, the two rivals in love grew bored of getting oral pleasure. They wanted to forget about Cena and see what AJ saw in the other man. They looked at each other at precisely the same time. It was a little scary with how synchronised the duo of men were.

"You thinkin' what I'm thinkin'?"

"No. I don't want to go to Kuwait and hang around with a bunch of goats."

"…What?"

"Goats…you know, the animals." Daniel still looked confused. "You look like a goat." Daniel now knew what Punk referred to.

"I do not…troll!"

"Real clever." Punk rolled his eyes, as a finger of his slipped inside Daniel's tight heat. "Now I never consider bestiality as an option, but on this occasion, I just may…Goatface."

Daniel didn't know how to feel. Should he feel pleasured for the pleasurable intrusion? Should he feel anger through Punk's sarcastic comment? Should he feel confused because of this whole situation?

Pleasure started to overshadow the other two emotions as Punk's finger delved deeper into the hole that eventually quivered at the sensation.

"Why don't you get on all fours, if you want to feel more than just my finger." The words were delivered in a seductive tone. For once, no sarcasm dripped out of his mouth. Daniel felt compelled to do as he was asked. He moved away from the two gentlemen inches away from him, and positioned himself to how Punk requested.

The hole that was presented to Punk looked absolutely heavenly. It was so miniscule, yet so inviting. It looked like entering half of his length inside would most likely tear Daniel apart…exactly what Punk wanted to happen in reality.

Punk quickly moved towards Bryan, and showed no signs of hesitation in plunging inside the juddering starfish. If only AJ could see her men now…she'd most likely cause a mini-flood within a minute or two.

Daniel's reluctance in being submissive towards the ravenette now faded completely. The joy brought to his derriere was too heavenly to even dislike. His feelings for AJ were still strong, but he couldn't bring himself to even remotely dislike Punk's dick.

As one session of anal sex was beginning, the other was already underway. Layla fucked Cena with every ounce of rhythm she had. She was no novice with using strap-ons. One of the few times she would actually thank reminiscing about her days in LayCool.

"Thanks for going through with this John." Layla whispered with a smile. Once she noticed Punk and Bryan looking at her with slight bewilderment, her nasty side came out, and it would be unleashed on poor Cena. "Come on you harlot! Tell me how much you love this dick! Tell me!"

And Cena did express his satisfaction with the piece of plastic inside of him. His wanton purrs were exactly what Layla wanted to hear. As a reward, not only would she thrust faster than the last, but she also stroked his rock hard dick.

John was in heaven at this moment of time! He may have got screwed by a woman, but it was by a woman with some serious skills! Plus the handjob he was given was pretty damn good also.

Back in the other side of the corridor (it was hard to believe location hadn't changed when the risk of somebody walking past remained so high), and Punk was hammering away at Daniel's stretching pucker.

The vegan never thought he'd end up in such a position. He adored doing it doggy style. AJ, Gail, both Bellas and even some of the Superstars would confirm that. It was just he wasn't used to bottoming in his beloved position. After experiencing how pleasurable it was, however, Daniel made a mental note to himself that being submissive wasn't always a negative thing. At least, not when the top was as talented as the man fucking him now.

Hearing Bryan sing such a sweet, melodious tune with nothing but purrs of delight fuelled Punk to improve upon his thrusts. They were sweet before, but now they were fucking blissful.

After brief glances of seeing Layla dominate the ten year veteran of WWE, Punk decided to give Daniel a little more pleasure. Whilst his plunges were still absolutely divine, his hand wrapped around Bryan's meaty cock and furiously pumped up and down the length. The sweet, harmonious song sung by the Washingtonian had now gotten a whole lot sweeter.

A race to the first climax had begun. With Bryan and Cena getting jerked off, and their prostates getting stroked, it was hard to tell which man would ejaculate first. Their facial features contorted into idyllic pleasure at approximately the same time. The same went for their voices as they heightened in pitch.

The thrusts maintained their brutally quick pace, even with the slight wave of fatigue that hit both Punk and Layla. Thankfully, the end was drawing near to a close, as both Daniel and John screamed to signify their release.

Daniel came first, and John just after. Large glob after large glob shot straight onto the floor, and continued doing so until the semen on the floor almost became a health hazard.

They weren't the only two climaxes to transpire within such a short duration of time. Punk too felt his limit get reached, and after his bearded rival's heavenly hole continued to clench against his plowing tool, the Chicagoan was done. His piss-slit shot batches of cum deep inside Daniel's insides. Daniel was Punk's cum dumpster, but at this moment in time, both men were okay with that.

"I still hate you."

"As do I. Tell Gertrude I said hi."

"Gertrude? Is that one of your irrelevant ex girlfriends?"

"Nope. Gertrude the Goat."

Welp, the moment of idyllic pleasure now came to an abrupt stop. At least Layla managed to observe the actions of both Daniel Bryan and CM Punk. AJ will be pleased with all the details soon to be given to her.

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A BOBW update one day after the PPV Chronicles?! MADNESS! Hopefully you'll find it in your hearts to forgive me for such a bizarre event ;)

Anyway, here's what's coming your way next:

~ AJ Lee (Versatile)/Big. E Langston (Top)/Dolph Ziggler (Bottom) (Requested by me)

~ Antonio Cesaro (Versatile)/Paige (Bottom)/Wade Barrett (Versatile) (Requested by me)

~ Dean Ambrose (Top)/Paige (Versatile)/Roman Reigns (Top)/Seth Rollins (Bottom) (Requested by phoenix360)

~ CM Punk (Top)/Dean Ambrose (Versatile)/Paige (Bottom) (Requested by xLifeFullOfLaughterx)

~ Layla (Bottom)/Randy Orton (Versatile)/The Rock (Versatile) (Requested by NateAKAMiniPunk)

~ Daniel Bryan (Bottom)/Justin Gabriel (Versatile)/Sheamus (Top)/Tamina Snuka (Top)/Tyson Kidd (Versatile) (Requested by KJ-Slashbug)

~ Alicia Fox (Versatile)/Justin Gabriel (Bottom)/Wade Barrett (Top) (Requested by miss wizard of oz)

~ Corey Graves (Top)/Jake Carter (Bottom)/Summer Rae (Versatile) (Requested by Enchanting Disaster)

~ AJ Lee (Versatile)/Daniel Bryan (Bottom)/Dolph Ziggler (Top) (Requested by MissConfused17)

~ Audrey Marie (Bottom)/Brad Maddox (Versatile)/Ted DiBiase (Top) (Requested by SEanimal)

As you can see, I've got a LOT of requests for now, so for the time being, no more requests will be accepted. Thank y'all.