You barely crack 4 feet, coming up only to the waists of most of the wrestlers here, and you have a long tail that almost drags on the ground. You have barely any idea how to tie your own shoes, much less wrestle, but the boss told you that just let the bigger wrestlers do all the work. You are given a girl scout costume to wear, though the skirt is shorter and tighter than usual, a simple green mask with a pair of holes to free your brown pigtails.
You're not even big enough to climb through the ropes, so you have to crawl under the ropes, blissfully unaware that doing so lets your white panties peek out from your short skirt. You clamber to your feet and walk up to the dragoness in the center of the ring, who greets you with a sneer. She grabs her breasts and holds them up, letting them drop with a bounce and saying "This is what a real woman looks like, and before the night is out, you'll know what one feels like too."
She turns around, making good care to let her firm shapely ass hover just an inch from your face, and directs your opponent to come. Climbing into the ring is...
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