It had been an interesting year for Reoku since being abducted by the mysterious hippo lady, seeing what the distant future held for the universe. So many things had changed in the course of the huge gap of time he had missed, but one thing had managed to stick around: Wrestling. Of course, it may not have been the same type of Professional Wrestling that he remembered, seeing as how the genre was in a bit of a decline before he left, but being a fan of the old product, his interest was peaked when he heard that a live arena show would be taking place in a nearby system.

One thing Reoku had remembered about the sport (or entertainment depending on who one spoke to) was the incredibly attractive ladies who usually participated in some of the matches. Perhaps if he played his cards right, he would be able to score a date with one of them. Purchasing a ticket, the catboy soon took to the shadows to sneak back into the backstage area where the performers got ready. Since the show was about to start, many of the participants were near the ring entrance to watch the other matches. Perhaps he should wait for the lovely ladies to return to their room. It was Christmas, after all. He could be someone's present!

Approaching the sofa in the dressing room, Reoku decided to peel off his shirt. He had been working out recently, and maybe his semi-athletic physique would get the ladies' attention. From what he remembered, the women's matches never took very long, so he figured he wouldn't have long to wait. He figured wrong. The special Christmas event ran longer than many of the other shows, meaning the sneaky catboy would have to wait for a good, long while. Eventually, he found himself drifting off to sleep, having a bit of a cat nap while he waited for the ladies to return. Nothing could prepare him for the encounter he was about to have.

The first of the female performers to return to the dressing room was one member of a new tag-team that had just recently debuted in the super-heavyweight division named Two-Ton. The large pig had finished her match and gone to nearly obliterate the catering department before coming back to relax after her match. The couch provided had become a favorite seat of hers recently, and to her surprise, someone had apparently taken it. A smirk grew across her face when she picked out the somewhat scrawny catboy snoozing away in the women's dressing room. If someone was in her favorite seat, she would just have to accept it...and take the seat anyway.

Reoku awoke to the sound of cloth stretching just in time to see something he did not expect: a massive rump coming down on top of him. He wanted to give a startled cry of protest, but the weight and girth of the colossal rear end knocked the wind right out of him. All he could do was attempt to gasp for air to fill his compressed lungs, and that was not working too well for him. While under the gigantic porcine, Reoku could feel and smell every minute she had been in her match. It must have been a grueling one, because the sweat was still partially dripping down her back. The only thing he heard the pig say while she wiggled on the couch, causing her huge rump cheeks to sink around his body was, "I wonder if there is any more food." This was not how it was supposed to be. Poor Reoku was going to be in for one terrible night...Two-Ton would see to that.

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Here we have a lovely Christmas gift purchased for me by the always-awesome  EclairTalon and drawn by the amazingly-talented  Kazecat Looks like even a change of time and space won't help Reoku's horrible luck! Thank you so much for this wonderful gift, bro! I love it, and I love you! Merry Christmas! <3