Paulie walked inna cave......holding ronda's raccoon tail that came outta no where outta her ass. He was anxiety had anxiety. "WHERE ARE YOU TAKING ME???????" PAULIE DEMANDED TO KNOW even tho he walked with her willingly, but stfu-
"taking u out...." she trailed in a sexy, raspy voice. "wait, wh0t??" "NOTTT-TING." he was doing this for his love. She promised to leave Brockie alone if he came with her, which he did do. "Were here." She said, taking her last step as she stopped. She turned around to paul with her nose twitching. "Whyd you bring me here??" He asked, loudly. "I want brock." Pauls eyes widened at the mention of the sexy beast. He almost cummmyd at the thought of Brock. "But I want him nOW." She said again, stepping closer to Paul. "BUT YOU'RE IN DA WAE. BUT ME! I ALWAYS GET WHAT I WANT!!!!!!!!"
SHE WAS RIGHT, paul thot as he started trembling. She had everything. The wamens championships. The mans championships. A raccoon tail. She had it all. But it wasn't enough to satisfy? Ronda SCREECHED as she fell to the ground. Paul wanted to run, but he didn't as he watched on in coMPLETE horror at ronda. Her skin turned grey as her pupil eyes grew over her irisis. She grew claws and shrunk. SHE- SHE- SHE-
SIS A RACCOON!!!!!!!!!!!!!
CLIFFHANGER BITCHESSSSSS
RACCOONS ARE AMAZING BTW,
SO NO DISS TO THEM BY REFERRING TO RONDA AS A RACCOON.
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Fighting For The Beast
Non-FictionREAD TO FIND OUT Updates, most likely daily until finished Ronda Rousey x Brock "sexy skinny legs" Lesnar x Paul Heyman