>>10136964For some reason the always amicable Pom-chan has been in a foul mood as of late.
Savaging jobbers, deliberately breaking the arena’s plumbing fixtures, and perhaps worst of all neglecting her doody cleaning duties.
When asked if she intends to do her job she responds with a fist to the face or a hard, testicle rupturing kick to the groin.
She’s even ditched her iconic blue coveralls for her old cheerleading outfit.
Most know to give her a wide berth, but not everyone.
>Flirtatious fan taking a shit: Wot’s a cutie like you doin’ in the gents? Lookin’ for a real man I reckon. Well ya found one, missy *plop*>Flirtatious fan: Nice Sapphire cosplay by the way. You ain’t the bird she is, but ya still fill them duds out nicely *flush*Sapphire. For some inexplicable reason the name filled her with the sort of primal rage she hadn’t experienced since her days brutalizing MMA fighters to near death as the undisputed queen of Pantsu.
Her whole world went red and within seconds the fan’s went black.
For Pom-chan there was nothing more cathartic than wanton violence and nothing quite so pleasurable as beating a man unconscious on the shitter.
For the first time in what felt like weeks she smiled.
But her reverie was soon disrupted by the familiar ding of an incoming text…
I’ve got to get some sleep, I’ll catch up with you waifumaniacs tomorrow.
