You groan and grumble, rolling around as you were gripping your head. You have no idea what happened, did you sleep in? If so then that was really bad, you missed the show.
You were a fan of WWE, and you bought a ticket online. Front Row seat and you were so excited to see all the WWE Superstars! Honestly you don't spend much time outside of the WWE sphere. You know these people closer than you know your own family.
A bit pathetic yes, but you enjoyed it every single Monday Night that you watched Raw, every Friday Smackdown, even Wednesday NXT!
So you were excited to go to Raw and get a front row seat, and... that was the last thing that you remembered. Purchasing the ticket? After that it was all dark.
You look around, finding yourself in a weirdly shaped room. in the weirdest description, it was tight, dark and shaped like an L. It also didn't smell really good in there.
"W-What's happening? Where am I?" You try to figure as you stand and cringe at the smell. You want to get out of there, but there was no door around the floor.
You did see a funnel opening up above you, so does that mean you have to climb out? This felt like a dream?
One thing was clear, you were not going to be able to go to the show tonight.
You look out of the opening above you, and you could see... a large ceiling in the distance. What was that about? Regardless it doesn't change your plan to climb out.
You start to climb the side of the funnel, feeling a soft of durable texture. You only got up about halfway though, when you heard something.
"Five minutes until my match." You heard someone speak up above. The voice was very familiar, and you froze. "I really need to win this one, I've been on a bit of a losing streak lately." Suddenly a large hand reached and grabbed the top. Pulling it back, as you freak out.
Falling back down to the bottom as the hand carried it and... you saw the face of Zelina Vega.
The giant, beautiful face of the caramel skinned woman. She was a woman wrestler in WWE, and... she's amazing!
Now she's never been at the top of the card, or even middle. She's a solid hand through and through, great on the mic, in the ring but... she's never been able to break through the glass ceiling.
You still loved her though, she was so pretty. Ethnic beauty in every regard of the word. Her body was small, as she was only 5'1 , but her height didn't tell her body, as she had huge breasts and huge ass for someone her size. It was impossible not to look at her as a beauty. She was one of the wrestlers you were most excited to be with.
She was in her wrestling gear and... wait why is she so big? No, you are small!
That's when you suddenly pieced it together. The weird L shape that you were in, it was her Wrestling boot. You were tiny in her wrestling boot!
How did this even happen! You don't remember anything. did someone like... plant you in here or something? Zelina didn't seem to be aware, as she was going through the motions like there wasn't a tiny man gawking at her in her boot.
She was 5'1, but she was as big as a mountain to you right now. She would probably like you if you introduced yourself. What small girl wouldn't love feeling tall and powerful. You get ready to get your name out to the giantess, when she pulled the boot. Angling it as you fell down on your stomach.
Eyes wide, as you see her brown foot coming inside. Her foot was coming in, holy crap what are you going to do!
You freeze as her toes came in as well. Shifting around side to side, as she was pushing in.
Crap, you were too busy staring and now you are going to be stepped on! You quickly go through your head what the best thing to do is, and that was to lay down.
Going down on your back, as the giant sole quickly stepped over you. Pushing and flattening you down under the perfect, smooth slightly sweaty sole.
Not how you expected to experience the show! In Zelina Vega's boot!
Zelina stood up after she tied up her laces as she was ready for her match. She was going out there to face Liv Morgan, and she planned on winning.
As she takes a step forward though, she pauses as her left boot was feeling weird. There was something in it but... it seemed kind of soft. Not a bad feeling?
She pressed her foot down onto the ground, a heavy stomp to flatten it a bit more and make it less distracting.
While it was effective for her, you were pressed hard and hurt. Banged and buried heavily for one single second... as it hurt. Maybe if she knew you were in there she wouldn't have done that.
You just need to make it through the match, and then get her attention when she takes her boot off. At the very least if you were going to be under a foot, you were happy it was a woman as hot as Zelina Vega.
She was satisfied with how flattened you were, as she opened the door and walked out. Every single step that she took, you were buried under her heavy footfall. it was hurting so much already, and she wasn't even in the match.
What's it going to be like when she does a Drop Kick?
But you were determined to make it through, excited to meet her and hopefully she likes meeting you. Doesn't turn you into a slave or anything... that would be really bad.
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