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But after she'd lost the championship belt, much like Toni Storm, Shida had changed. Whereas Storm had spiraled into madness, invoking the spirit of starlets from cinema's golden age, Hikaru Shida had become ruthless. Her passion was still evident, but it had turned into something much darker. Behind her eyes, a cold fury simmered. It was almost like she felt she wasn't respected, despite everything she'd done for AEW.
Shida's eyes narrowed, the corners of her lips compressing into tight lines. "I saw your rast match..."
Anna Jay blinked. "Huh?"
"Your rast match," Shida repeated, resuming her circling. "Sroppy... not good... you're not improving!" As she stopped behind Anna Jay, the brunette became painfully aware of her lack of clothes. Though she was wearing a frilly bra and a matching black thong, it somehow seemed worse than if she'd been naked. She glanced over her shoulder, the motion causing her ample ass to ripple. Shida smirked as she eyed the large, round butt of the younger woman. "Is this why you're doing so bad?"
Anna Jay yelped as the tip of the kendo stick poked her left ass cheek. Shida's smirk dissolved into a predatory smile. "You're getting fat..." she purred. "Fatass... isn't that what you say?"
Removing the kendo stick, leaving a faint imprint on the globe, Shida stepped forward and pressed the bamboo weapon flat against Anna Jay's thighs. She slowly lifted it upwards, rolling it over her skin, until the bountiful curves of Anna Jay's ass spilled over it, obscuring the length of the kendo stick. Shida tsked and shook her head. "Rewd..." she whispered. "Such a rewd ooman... disgraceful!"
