And now, she was backstage, awaiting her first match nervously. If she really thought about it, she had nothing to be nervous about. Not only was she a pretty solid wrestler all around, even if she found some of the more serious aspects of wrestling distasteful, mostly opting to simply do what made her have a good time (which was usually smothering and teasing her foe), but she was debuting in an oil match! Her bread and butter! She smiled slightly, easing her nerves somewhat as she simply reassured herself. She was in her element. She has this.
As the cue is given to her, Persephone slowly walks out from the back, passing through the curtain. She is briefly stunned by the massive arena in front of her, the stands full of screaming fans, but she quickly composes herself, trying not to let her nerves show. She gives a cute pose, one she practiced in front of a mirror all of last night, before beginning to make her way down the ramp. The crowd cheered the busty heavyweight loudly, taking notice of her skimpy outfit, showing off her breasts, while the back was a very short skirt, doing little to hide her generous behind, clad in only a thong, the rest of her gear decorated with flowers.
Spoiler
