Amazingly enough as Jenny and Steph walked away from the wishing well, a visiting Beth Phoenix, the Glamazon of WWE fame, wandered over. She was in town wrestling with a small promotion and was enjoying a day of sun in the park. She had eagerly been signing autographs for fans and chatting with them, but was now enjoying some time to herself. She dug a quarter out of her clutch and held it in hand. Smiling Beth closed her eyes and made a wish for fun, “I wish I would grow into the greatest women’s wrestler ever!” She tossed the coin in and listened for the splash, but was a little taken a back by the lack of sound. She peered over the side into the inky blackness, and then shrugged, “Oh well.”
If Beth could see through the blackness that surrounded the inside of the well, she would see that her quarter collided with the one Jenny had thrown, a quarter that had landed on a large piece of stone that jutted far out into the well. It had fallen from the side during a small earthquake years ago. And when her quarter collided with Jenny’s the wishes form Jenny’s transferred to Beth’s and mingled with her own. The fact Jenny wished to grow like Aunt Fanny combined with Beth’s own wish to grow into the greatest women’s wrestler, meaning she would grow slightly more muscular and her talents would grow as well. But the wish to fart like Aunt Fanny would soon begin to hamper Beth’s career in the ring.
Beth barely took a step when lights, darkness, and smoke billowed out of the well and high into the air like it was from a Disney witch’s cauldron. Beth fell to her ass and scampered backwards as the magical smoke surrounded her and entered through her ass, an experience that Beth was not truly happy about. Soon the magical theatrics died down, and Beth got to her feet and ran away as fast as she could, because magical things don’t happen everyday, especially to a former WWE women’s champion.
Beth made her hotel room and was overcome by a wave of lethargy, and with a match in a few hours; she decided to take a small nap. As Beth fell onto the bed she could swear she let out a mighty fart, a fart that she wasn’t sure to be afraid of or proud of for its intensity and fury and just downright smelliness.
Beth woke a few hours later by what she thought was the most blaring alarm clock she ever heard, only to turn bright red when she realized it was her ass farting. “What the fuck?” Beth espoused as her ass cheeks kept flapping. When it finally stopped she stared at her own behind for almost a minute, before looking at the clock and realizing she had to get to the arena in less than 45 minutes.
She popped up and changed into her wrestling gear as fast as possible. She was just putting on her headband when she noticed in the mirror that her arms were bigger, in fact all her muscles were bigger and far more defined. She didn’t look like a body builder, but there was a noticeable difference in her muscle mass, and this actually delighted her. “More of a Glamazon then ever,” Beth smiled.
But her smile was cut short when she ripped another painfully smelly fart. “What is going on, did I eat something weird, or was it the stuff from the well that went up my ass?” Beth knew the answer to that question, but did not want to admit it to herself. “Whatever! I’ve go to get to my match.” She grabbed her coat and threw it on. She closed her hotel room door behind her, just as she let out a quick squeaker, which tickled her bottom, “Tee hee!”
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