After an eventful first time on Smackdown, holding a few ‘meetings’ with the female talents there, it was time to turn my attention and the power of the Diva Changer App towards the developmental system. NXT and the Performance Center. I’d soon get onto scoping out the talent in NXT UK and the Mae Young Classic soon enough but as I said before, I wanted to control the ground bases first before I fully enjoyed this cake that I had my hands on.
A taping of NXT for the Network wasn’t going to be held for a few weeks, so I simply introduced myself to the women’s roster at a meeting at the Center. Resulting in, just like previously on Raw and Smackdown, me just using the App to control the assembled women all at once to force into their minds a basic level of obedience and loyalty. It was delicious to see the mix of females I now had to play with from stacked blondes like Lacey Evans, thick beauties like Nikki Cross, cute fuck puppets like Dakota Kai and the current NXT Women’s Champion Kairi Sane that had me hungry for some Asian cuisine tonight.
Yet I decided to hold off on all of them as I let them go on with their training and classes for the day. Why? Because I actually wanted a piece of someone not strictly on camera, but powerful behind the scenes. The head trainer of the women at the PC. Sara Amato, formerly known as the female wrestler from the indies Sara Del Rey. Some have called her the secret weapon behind the Women’s Evolution in the WWE. She could keep training chicks, but for damn sure I was going to have her fall in line like all the rest. After all, I planned to have the kinds of hotties I wanted for my Divas Division bypass NXT all together. The few I didn’t fully want could be down in NXT for her to train up.
At the orders of Stephanie McMahon, I had an office set up at the Center just like there would be at any taping or show I was at. So I was already resting back on my couch when I heard the knock at the door and called for her to come in. Amato was clad in just a standard, but nicely fitting PC uniform of a branded black short sleeved top that hung nicely to her chest, and work out pants that gave a little glimpse of her thick backside. A less than fully trusting look on the face of the long haired brunette as she came in. No doubt because of my very casual attire of a baggy T-shirt and slacks that was far from fitting for this kind of professional environment.
Sara.” I greeted as I stood up, the special smartphone in my hand. “Now, I’ve heard that you have concerns about the way I’m planning on running things with my Divas Division.” I said, seeing her eyeing me with suspicion. “And that’s fine. Because what I want to reassure you, is that…” I went to say, before I cut myself off as I activated the Diva Changer.
Watching with a smile as Sara’s eyes suddenly lost focus. Her expression going from being clearly pissed to being blank. Her arms falling limp instead of the crossed over her chest position they’d just been in. Her, like all the rest, unable to stop being controlled by this powerful App. I went straight to the settings to ensure she’d fall into line. Denying her the right to object or question my orders, seeing only me as being honest and trusting no matter what I asked of her. Naturally I turned her desire up as well but more internally than all out making her a whore. With this icon of the indies I wanted to toy and enjoy her as much as just plough her senseless, even though now her senses as well as her thoughts were no longer her own.
Implanting that new mind set, I hit ‘Activate’ and watched as her body jolted and she blinked a couple of times with this new rebooted brain. Looking at me now with a friendly smile. Her body language a stark contrast to how she’d been with her own free will when she first walked in.
“So, nothing will majorly change.” I said to her, pretending that we’d just been having a proper meeting. “You may just have a smaller class to look after, which will allow you to work on the NXT girls easier and give them, you know, more focus!”
“O-Oh course!” Sara said, nodding her head like the idea was one of the best she’d ever heard. “That makes perfect sense, Boss.”
“And you won’t mind if I trim the NXT roster, or push some new signings right up to my new Divas Division, right?” I asked, while I openly leered over her nicely curved body.
“Not at all.” Amato replied, still smiling. “Whatever you want, we’re happy to do for you here at the PC, Boss.” She added, almost robotically to show how deep already the mind control had changed her. Never mind the fact that as I eyed her up in full sight, she didn’t object or even react at all.
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wwe Diva Changer
FanficA WWE fan gets a mysterious smartphone with the Diva Changer App. Allowing him to mind control anyone he wants to. He sets his sights on the WWE (and beyond) and its female wrestlers to bring them back to the classic age of Divas and skin shows. And...