"Well?"

"Uhhh. Wow, you look great!"

"I cant believe it worked! But John, how are you going to explain yourself?"

"What's there to explain?"

"Shit! Your voice-- it's the same... I knew there was something that I was missing. Anyway, you look great. Sorry about the voice thing, I think I can still fix it."

"Fuck it, I like my voice anyway. The body isn't too bad either, I suppose. Hey, how would you like to be the first to hit this?"

"What?"

"Well, you're the one who made this possible. I feel like I owe you something. Come on, come put your tiny space dick inside of me."

"No thanks... John. If you're still calling yourself that."

"I thought about Joan or Janet. 'Janet Madison.'"

"Yeah, those are good names."

"Nah, fuck that. I'm still John Madison, and I'm going to fuck everyone in my group."

"Wow, okay. "

"Calm down, Nova. You'll get your chance. Feel how soft my pussy is."

"Nice... One question, John. Why are you doing this exactly?"

"I like to have fun, Nova. No one provides me with competition so I'm forced to amuse myself. Plus, I needed a new look."

"Well, congratulations, John. I'll be seeing you."

Nova exits the building.


John takes a good look at himself in the mirror which is splattered with blood and scraps of flesh.


The king admires himself as he examines his fully nude self.


No more scars from the wars and the wrestling matches that he participated in; smooth flesh from head to toe.


John felt a new wave of energy come over him.


He couldn't wait to debut his new look at Lethal Lottery. He would not only debut a new look, but a new match as well: the First Blood Bury Alive in Shane 's Feces Match. Just by looking at the name alone, we know that this is no ordinary match. It is a match filled with blood... and Shane 's feces.


Why Shane feces?


Perhaps John picked Shane 's feces because he feels as though being buried under six feet of Shane's poop is fitting for all of the XWF superstars. Shane hurls poop at all of them and they accept it with open arms. Poop like the Lethal Lotto.


You know how many Lethal Lottos John Madison has won?


Zero.


Guess how many briefcases he's had to use to get where he is today?


Zero.


Yet here he stands today as your King of the XWF. He truly is the greatest XWF superstar of all time. Can you blame him for going great lengths in order to challenge himself? John Madison is now a tiny woman, and she is waiting for you all to make the foolish mistake of coming after her.


Tell yourselves that John has lost her mind.


Tell yourselves that she is a weak, defenseless woman.


Because that's what she wants.


John will be waiting like she has been for the past eight months. Waiting for someone to take the bait. She's got a six foot grave and a dump truck full of Shane 's shit to spill on whoever is foolish enough to accept her challenge.


Theo Pryce will bleed and be buried in 's shit on Wednesday in celebration of his membership with The Black Circle. John is excited, Theo is excited, Shane is shitting himself with excitement, and we hope that you are too.