Note:This part of the story is Anti-Lita and Stacy. I hate those two...women, I find them annoying and slutty. I stand by my opinion. If you are a fan of one of them/both, get out NOW!!
P.S. STEPHANIE, COME BACK!!!! I MISS YOU!!!
"Respect. Respect. I want respect." Undertaker told himself as he walked down the hall. RAW was going to start real soon and he was ready. Not because he wanted to kicked ass, but he wanted the people who disrespected pay. The two bottles was in a bag. He had the list of people he wanted to get tonight in his head.
"Hey Jeff, look at this! I got the new Hot Topic magazine. It's great." Matt said as he and Jeff stood outside of their locker room. Jeff got up from his seat on the floor and stood next to Matt, looking at the magazine.
"Sweet. I need a new shirt." Jeff said. Matt chuckled as he flipped through the pages.
"Jeff, you have more clothes than Mariah Carey." he joked.
"MATT!!!" yelled out Lita in the room. Matt goaned as Jeff pointed and laughed.
"WHAT??!" he called out.
"I'm not sure which thong I should wear. The green one or the yellow. Come in here and look at them, please?" she explained. Matt shrugged, handing the book to Jeff.
"Fine." He said.
"You're going to see Lita undress! You're going to see Lita undress!" Jeff teased. Matt shot him a death glare, making Jeff shutting his mouth.
"When I get my eye sight back, I'm going to kill you!" Matt hissed. Without another word, he entered the locker room, facing his doom. Jeff sat down and continued to read.
"At least, I don't have to deal with a skanky ho." Jeff said. On cue, Stacy walked around the corner, spotted Jeff and put on her sweet act.
"Hello, Jeff." she purred, Jeff looked up, then goaned.
'Go away, Stacy. Don't you have go to McMahon and be his whore?" Jeff said. Stacy giggled.
"Jeff, you're so funny." Stacy said. Jeff joined into the laugh.
"And you're nothing, but a skanky, dirty, cum chasing slut." he added. Stacy stopped laughing.
"No wonder you don't have no girlfriend." Stacy said. She stomped away, leaving Jeff alone.
"Thank you, God." Jeff thought. A few minutes later, Jeff jumped when he heard some screaming and crashing. Jeff got up and walked over to the door, but he was knocked down by Matt as he was screaming and running. He ran down the hall and turned wildly at the corner, "What the hell is up with him?" Jeff demanded, getting up. Jeff moved out the way just in the time, Lita, in leather S&M outfit.
"Come back, Matt! I want to play!" she shouted, chasing after him. Jeff ran towards the trash can and puke his breakfast and lunch up.
"This can't get any weirder than that." Jeff said, after puking.
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The Undertaker giggled like a mad man as he poured the cold water into Ric Flair's cup of red wine.
"That should teach him." he thought. When he heard Flair walking towards his office, he climbed out the window, cursed as he fell and landed on his butt.
"I need something to drink. WOOOOO!" Ric said as he picked up his cup. Without him noticing, The Undertaker stood on top of a trash can, watching the Nature Boy drink. Ric placed the cup back down,"WOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Ric yelled, he started to do his crazy old man dance around the office.
"Damnit! Hurry up and change into a woman." The Undertaker shouted. Ric continued to danced, until he felt something is wrong.
"Shouldn't drink and dance like that. I'm too young for that. WOO..." Ric said out loud, but he was cut off by the strange feeling getting stronger. He fell on his knee, holding his stomach. A few minutes later, a female Ric Flair appeared. Undertaker took pictures as he giggled," What the hell was that?!" Ric asked, getting up. He wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand.
Something was wrong. His skin was softer. Ric stared at the hand that he wiped his forehead with, panic started to rose in his body. His hand was smaller and had pretty pink nail polish on his nails. He ran to the bathroom and a high pitched screamed filled the room. The Undertaker was laughing so hard, he fell off the trash can.
"Damn Flair!!" he shouted. He got up and ran back in the building. Looking for Hunter's locker room.
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Hunter was dancing in his locker room, to Ricky Martin's "Shake Your Bon-Bon".
"It's good to be me." he thought as he danced with his belt. Lucy, in Hunter's care, wish she was run o more than see her master danced.
"Everyone get out here! Get out here, Now!" Ric screamed, stomping down the halls. Ric hugged 'her' clothes closed to 'her' body. Everyone walked out, saw their boss and fell on the floor, laughing. Hearing Ric's screaming and laugher, Hunter turned off
P.S. STEPHANIE, COME BACK!!!! I MISS YOU!!!
"Respect. Respect. I want respect." Undertaker told himself as he walked down the hall. RAW was going to start real soon and he was ready. Not because he wanted to kicked ass, but he wanted the people who disrespected pay. The two bottles was in a bag. He had the list of people he wanted to get tonight in his head.
"Hey Jeff, look at this! I got the new Hot Topic magazine. It's great." Matt said as he and Jeff stood outside of their locker room. Jeff got up from his seat on the floor and stood next to Matt, looking at the magazine.
"Sweet. I need a new shirt." Jeff said. Matt chuckled as he flipped through the pages.
"Jeff, you have more clothes than Mariah Carey." he joked.
"MATT!!!" yelled out Lita in the room. Matt goaned as Jeff pointed and laughed.
"WHAT??!" he called out.
"I'm not sure which thong I should wear. The green one or the yellow. Come in here and look at them, please?" she explained. Matt shrugged, handing the book to Jeff.
"Fine." He said.
"You're going to see Lita undress! You're going to see Lita undress!" Jeff teased. Matt shot him a death glare, making Jeff shutting his mouth.
"When I get my eye sight back, I'm going to kill you!" Matt hissed. Without another word, he entered the locker room, facing his doom. Jeff sat down and continued to read.
"At least, I don't have to deal with a skanky ho." Jeff said. On cue, Stacy walked around the corner, spotted Jeff and put on her sweet act.
"Hello, Jeff." she purred, Jeff looked up, then goaned.
'Go away, Stacy. Don't you have go to McMahon and be his whore?" Jeff said. Stacy giggled.
"Jeff, you're so funny." Stacy said. Jeff joined into the laugh.
"And you're nothing, but a skanky, dirty, cum chasing slut." he added. Stacy stopped laughing.
"No wonder you don't have no girlfriend." Stacy said. She stomped away, leaving Jeff alone.
"Thank you, God." Jeff thought. A few minutes later, Jeff jumped when he heard some screaming and crashing. Jeff got up and walked over to the door, but he was knocked down by Matt as he was screaming and running. He ran down the hall and turned wildly at the corner, "What the hell is up with him?" Jeff demanded, getting up. Jeff moved out the way just in the time, Lita, in leather S&M outfit.
"Come back, Matt! I want to play!" she shouted, chasing after him. Jeff ran towards the trash can and puke his breakfast and lunch up.
"This can't get any weirder than that." Jeff said, after puking.
*** *** *** *** ***
The Undertaker giggled like a mad man as he poured the cold water into Ric Flair's cup of red wine.
"That should teach him." he thought. When he heard Flair walking towards his office, he climbed out the window, cursed as he fell and landed on his butt.
"I need something to drink. WOOOOO!" Ric said as he picked up his cup. Without him noticing, The Undertaker stood on top of a trash can, watching the Nature Boy drink. Ric placed the cup back down,"WOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Ric yelled, he started to do his crazy old man dance around the office.
"Damnit! Hurry up and change into a woman." The Undertaker shouted. Ric continued to danced, until he felt something is wrong.
"Shouldn't drink and dance like that. I'm too young for that. WOO..." Ric said out loud, but he was cut off by the strange feeling getting stronger. He fell on his knee, holding his stomach. A few minutes later, a female Ric Flair appeared. Undertaker took pictures as he giggled," What the hell was that?!" Ric asked, getting up. He wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand.
Something was wrong. His skin was softer. Ric stared at the hand that he wiped his forehead with, panic started to rose in his body. His hand was smaller and had pretty pink nail polish on his nails. He ran to the bathroom and a high pitched screamed filled the room. The Undertaker was laughing so hard, he fell off the trash can.
"Damn Flair!!" he shouted. He got up and ran back in the building. Looking for Hunter's locker room.
*** *** *** *** ***
Hunter was dancing in his locker room, to Ricky Martin's "Shake Your Bon-Bon".
"It's good to be me." he thought as he danced with his belt. Lucy, in Hunter's care, wish she was run o more than see her master danced.
"Everyone get out here! Get out here, Now!" Ric screamed, stomping down the halls. Ric hugged 'her' clothes closed to 'her' body. Everyone walked out, saw their boss and fell on the floor, laughing. Hearing Ric's screaming and laugher, Hunter turned off
