A 200lb diva came back through the curtain after her debut match, a little out of breath. Waiting for her was Triple H, who gave her a thumbs up.
“Exactly what we were looking for. They loved you out there.”
Nia Jax smiled, her plump, flushed cheeks rounding a little more. She did want to talk with Triple H, about some ideas she had and more about her performance. However, she also wanted to get out of the suit they had made for her, the material clinging to her thick body. She hadn’t been sure about it at first, unable to ignore how it hugged her hips and thighs and left her soft stomach clearly outlined. Though at her lo