Chapter 1: Introduction
In April of 2023, I signed with WWE. I’d set the British Wrestling scene on fire with my character, a mix of Negan from The Walking Dead, cult leader Bray Wyatt and a bit of my real self. I’d led a group of wrestlers across various different promotions which had to a Supershow at London’s Wembley Arena, drawing 5000 fans. The show was based around the control of British Wrestling and ended with the respective promotions owners getting their promotions back. I started at the WWE PC in May of 2023.
One day in June, Liv Morgan was at the PC, getting a check up on a recent injury of hers. I’d had a crush on her since she first appeared on NXT and was so happy at how successful her career had been over the last year. She stuck around to watch a promo class and I noticed she applauded mine harder than anyone else’s. I decided to talk to her.
“Hi Liv, my name’s Jake” I said, approaching her and holding out my hand.
“Yeah, I know you. I saw the work you’ve done in the UK, I really dug it” she replied, shaking my hand.
“I didn’t expect that” I chuckled. “ I came over to tell you I was a fan of yours and you tell me that”.
“I’ve heard you say before you was a fan of mine, I think you actually referenced my “Watch Me” quote.
“I did, yeah. Sorry for the gimmick infringement”. Liv laughed and I smiled inwardly. I’d never found it easy talking to women but it was so easy talking to her.
“So, you here to get your shoulder checked out?”
“Yeah, it’s all good actually.” Liv replied then looked around before whispering to me “I’m actually returning on SmackDown this week”. She tapped her nose, telling me to keep it secret and I agreed I would. I then decided to go for broke.
“Look, can I be honest? I’ve always had a crush on you and I was wondering if you’d like to maybe grab some dinner sometime or something?” I said, hoping my nerves wouldn’t show in my voice.
Liv contemplated for a second then said “Are you busy tonight?”
“No” I replied.
“How about I come over to yours?” Liv said.
“I’d like that, is there anything in particular you’d like for dinner?” I asked her.
“Surprise me” she said, pretty blue eyes sparkling. “I’ll see you later” she said and walked away leaving me there, heart thumping in my chest.
I cooked a seafood pasta dish for me & Liv and she turned up. We talked about our personal lives. I told her I’d always been shy and that wrestling had helped to a degree but I’d never been confident enough to ask a woman out before, citing my weight issues as part of the problem. I had managed to get in shape but wasn’t a body guy. I had a build similar to Samoa Joe in the mid 2000’s.
“So, you’ve never been in a relationship or….fucked a woman?” Liv asked.
“I…..haven’t even kissed a woman” I admitted and felt my cheeks reddening.
“That’s a shame, you seem a really nice guy and would make a good boyfriend.” Liv said.
“Aw, thank you” I replied. My cheeks felt hot.
“Well, at least I think so. You could be a murderer or something” Liv added and laughed.
I laughed too and said “I promise, I’m not”.
“Glad to hear it” replied Liv.
We spent the rest of the night talking about random things and had more secret dates (Liv liked to keep her dating life a secret and I was fine with that) over the next few weeks. Just before she left for London for the MITB PPV, Liv invited me over to her house for a sneak peak at her outfit. I was sitting on her bed with my eyes closed.
“Open them!” Liv called.
I opened my eyes and she was stood in the doorway. She was wearing a Union Jack corset with matching shorts, red arm wraps with matching glove and furry blue boots.
“What do think?” Liv asked as she twirled across the room.
“I think the Union Jack never looked so good” I replied truthfully.
Liv sat on the bed next to me and kissed me on the cheek. That was the first time I felt her lips on my skin and it felt amazing. I couldn't take my eyes off her. She was beautiful beyond belief. The way she moved, the way she spoke, everything about her was perfect. And now, she was right there, just inches away from me. I wanted to reach out and touch her, to feel her warmth, to breathe in her scent. But I held back, unsure what she might think or what she might want. So instead, I simply enjoyed the moment, savoring every precious second of being close to her.
"You look stunning," I murmured under my breath, admiring the way the corset hugged her curves and made her breasts appear slightly larger. It was a subtle change, but it was incredibly sexy.
"Thanks," Liv replied softly, her eyes locked onto mine. She reached out and touched my face gently, running her fingers through my beard. She leaned closer, I could smell her floral perfume and my heart began to race. Liv put a hand on the back of my head and pulled me close while moving her head towards me.
Our lips met and we shared a passionate kiss. My first kiss. It was sweet, soft, and full of passion. We tasted each other, exploring the new world that had opened up between us. Our bodies pressed together, creating a heat that seemed to grow more intense with each passing second.
"Oh, God," I moaned softly against her lips. "This feels so good."
"Mmmhmmm," Liv murmured in agreement, her hands reaching up to tangle in my long hair. I could feel her breath quicken against my neck. She pulled away and looked me in the eyes, her bright blues staring right into my hazel.
“So, how was your first kiss?” Liv asked, although the smirk on her face gave away the fact she the answer already.
"It was absolutely incredible," I breathed, still recovering from the intense feelings that washed over me during our kiss. "I've never experienced anything like that before."
"Good," Liv purred, leaning in closer to me. "Because I'm definitely going to need a lot more of those kisses."
She kissed me again, this time deeper and more passionate. My heart raced as I felt her tongue dancing with mine, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my veins. I’d felt since our first date that my crush was becoming something more. I knew I was falling in love. But it was too soon to tell her that, I was sure of it.
We kissed more over the next few weeks and at the end of July, I woke up to the news that Liv had re-injured her shoulder. I went to see her at her house as she got back from RAW.
“How’s your shoulder?” I asked her after we sat on her couch in her living room.
“Not good, I’ll need surgery. They’re writing me off of TV next week” she replied. I could tell she was upset and put my arm around her.
“I’m so sorry babe” I said comfortingly and kissed the top of her head. “I love you.”
It just slipped out and I couldn’t stop it. The atmosphere in the room seemed to change. For a brief moment, I thought I had crossed a line and scared her away. However, Liv took a deep breath and looked up
"Jake, you're a brave man to admit your feelings and I'm honored that you chose to share them with me."
She paused for a moment, her eyes welling up with tears. "I feel the same way," she whispered. "I love you too."
I could hardly believe it. I had finally found someone who loved me for who I was, despite my flaws and shortcomings.
I was overwhelmed with joy and gratitude, but also afraid that fate would snatch her away from me. I could only hope that her return to the ring would be smooth and free of complications.
"I'm going to help you as much as I can, Liv," I promised, looking into her eyes.
“Thank you.” And with your help, I know I'll be back stronger than ever," Liv reassured me, squeezing my hand tightly.
Her fear and sadness seemed to fade away replaced by determination and confidence. She was ready to take on whatever challenges lay ahead.
I nodded, feeling a surge of strength and resilience inside me. I'd grown immensely since signing with WWE, and my connection with Liv had bolstered my confidence. My life had changed all for the better.
One evening in mid-September, I’m staying at Liv’s and we’re in her bed, kissing again. This time though, Liv’s hand creeps down and strokes my cock through my shorts. As soon as I feel her hand on my erection, I pull it away. Liv raises an eyebrow, questioning with her gaze.
I hesitate, feeling my heart pounding in my chest. “I just don't wanna rush things. I want to make sure I respect you and treat you right."
Liv smiles softly, nodding her understanding. "I know, baby.” “But there’s more, to it isn’t there?”
I took a deep breath and decided to be honest.
“Well, remember I told you I’d never been with a woman before?” “So I’ve ended watching a lot of porn and……it’s given me a lot of anxiety about my…..size……I’m just worried I won’t be……well……big enough” I explained to her.
“Look, Jake, I understand your concerns, but trust me, size doesn’t matter. I care about you and that’s all that matters to me. Now, let’s focus on having fun and enjoying our time together. How about you left me touch it properly this time but through your shorts?”
Her words meant a lot, although I suspected she was just trying to cheer me up. But the thought of her touching my penis, even if it was only through material did sound appealing. “Ok.” I said in a nervous voice.
Liv moved her hand to the erection in my shorts and rubbed it through the material. I shivered at the sensation, unable to contain the desire building within me.
"Let me feel you," she said softly, tracing her fingers along the length of my still covered erection, her touch sending sparks of pleasure through me.
“There’s nothing with it that I can feel” Liv said as she removed her hand. “Tell you what, your birthday is in a couple of weeks, right?”
“October 5th” I said.
“I’ll fuck you then, I know you want to Jake, and I do too. And believe me, your cock is big enough and I’ll show you”. Liv hopped of the bed and looked in a drawer, pulling out a tape measure.
“Take your cock out, please” Liv asked.
Still nervous, I pulled my shorts to my knees. Liv kneeled on the bed and held the tape measure to my erect penis.
She wrapped it around my shaft three times, marking the measurement point.
"Five inches? Liv said. “That’s a perfectly normal size baby” Liv said complementary.
“Yes, I’ve had bigger but it fucking hurt and I couldn’t take it all. I’ve also had smaller and it was some of the best sex I’ve had. And yours, it’s a perfect size. It’s exactly what I want. I promise you Jake, I’ll take care of you and make you feel fantastic. Trust me, I wouldn’t lie.”
Liv's assurance made me feel a little better, but doubts still lingered at the back of my mind. I wanted to experience it for myself, to truly grasp the reality of our situation. I glanced at Liv, observing her expression carefully. She must have sensed my apprehension because she reached out and caressed my face tenderly.
"I promise," she whispered, her eyes locked on mine with such intensity that the air between us crackled with electricity. "I'll make our first time unforgettable."
My heart swelled, and I knew I could trust her. We had built a bond that transcended mere physical attraction—we were friends, confidants, soon to be lovers. I nodded, my throat tightening, and handed her the tape measure. "Okay, Liv. I trust you”.
She grinned and kissed me again before snuggling into me and went to sleep.