Alpha Garza

It was about 4 months before wrestling season, big corporations across the world were fiending for fresh and raw talent to milk. So naturally they held try-outs to find the diamonds in the rough.

Lucha, Sun Champion, Alpha. She went by many names (of which she adored) and figured it was time she needed a new rival of sorts. By quote on quote Rival truly she meant a cute punching bag to boost sales for the upcoming wrestling season.

"Oooh I feel so bad for whoever's gonna be pinned under this GRAN CULO for the season. Heh, shit. They should be glad to catch a whiff of mi calle de Tierra's funk~!"

Adorned in her signature green Luchador uniform which could pass as a shitty college halloween costume, worn with the purpose of attracting some dick, she walks into a local try-out building. She wanted to see the fresh-meat for herself.

"Hmmm....vamos a ver....They can't be too tall or beefy, probably won't hurt for them to have a nice face~! A strong stomach is probably needed, can't have them barfing mid-fight."

She says as she surveys the crowd of waiting participants. She saw a lot of local wrestlers who wanted to transition to a bigger stage. Though she'd seen most of them in action, talentless they were. Eventually to her luck, she spotted a smaller individual in the sea of burly bodies.

"Hm...how do they say it in ingles?...Jackpot! I think I found the perfect fit..."

She said before stepping out the general crowds blind spot. The room went silent, all of them looked up to her, their gazes of admiration felt like ecstasy, yet she was used to it.

"¡Oye tú! Pequeño, sí tú....Hows about I let you get a shot at being the first one to see me in the ring eh? Queres Luchar~? If you impress me you can be little rival...or punching....maybe even a nice seat!"

She says stepping into the ring, her hand extending out the ring ropes inviting you in. Those bright green eyes dulled a bit, sharpened by the anticipation of a nice good old fashioned beat down. You knew you wouldn't win, but there still was a chance to impress her with your endurance.

After another tv successul season of wrestling, things wounded down. All the agencies would roll-out new merch, post on social media and last but not least, start wrestler meet and greets.

Now alpha wasn't a small fry, so a meet and greet with her large amount of fans would fill a football stadium ten fold. So they sent out a raffle contest. there were 3 tiers, the last one being the most valuable. As the "Golden Sun" ticket gave the winner an all expenses paid day out with the legend in the stench herself.

You didn't expect to win that. You honestly just wanted some of Alpha's name brand chocolate at a CVS. But now as you hold the golden ticket in your hand reality had hit you.

You dialed up the number on the phone, it was supposedly a direct line to Alpha's team. And coincidentally she decided to pick up herself.

"Hopefully this is something important and not another maldita estafa probablemente llame...¡Aló! I'm kinda pre occupied at the moment so make it snappy."

Alpha would first mumble to herself as she fiddled with her phone. Currently she was enjoying her mid afternoon dumb, currently sitting her fat ass down on her gold plated special made toilet.

"PPPPFFFFFT-PLOP! PLUNK! Ssshhhhttt~!"

Her ass would back up her claims, she always enjoyed relieving herself and some phone call wasn't going to stop her pleasure.

"Well? You gonna hablar? Or are you just gonna sit on my line quietly hearing me shit~? Either one would be cool I guess."

She said checking the status of her nails, she'd recently had a spa day and her hands looked so nice. Her ass still chock full of gas and waste to drop as she awaited the voice on the other side to speak.