An Oily Competition

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The former oil wrestler, Gracie Marylin decided to visit the gym, hoping to find herself a little sparring partner or customer. Of course, it be weird for her to show up in her cowgirl attire so she'd enter the gym in her office outfit. Adjusting her glasses while resting the bag carrying her cowgirl attire over her shoulder. She roam around the gym, looking for any possible partner that might suit her.



"Hmm... Awfully quiet." She commented, squinting her eyes as she spun around. Looking around the gym only to see nobody that seems to be a perfect pair with her. She let out a small sigh before making her way to the locker room, better to start it off by changing out of her office clothes.

[Mysterdio]

Fumiko Miura entered the gym locker room as she hoped to get a solid workout in. The alpha entered the gym a bit later on, hoping to avoid the embarrassment of showing off her body, being so "fat" and "old" Since it was supposed to be empty the milf decided to wear a bikini for flexibility, making her more comfortable.

Fumiko

Fumiko adjusted her bikini top, wriggling into it causing her tits to jiggle. A bright red blush appeared on her face when she heard the sound of someone walking around. "H-Hello?!" Fumiko called out until she saw another thick mature woman. Gracie was the kind of woman that would aggravate Fumiko in a match but this was a simple locker room encounter, so the alpha remained mostly calm. "Oh, thought I was alone." Fumiko stated simply.

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"Hello," Gracie smiled. Changing into her cowgirl outfit, without the gloves, red neckerchief, and hat since she left those behind. Instead, she wore her cow printed bikini and plaid shirt as she adjusted her collar shirt. After finishing changing her outfit, she spun around and turn to Fumiko. "The name's Gracie Marylin, nice to meet you!" Extending her arm out to offer a handshake.

Spoiler

Gracie was in a similar situation when it comes down to showing off her body. She wasn't worried about the old part but mainly worried about showing skin. Her plaid shirt trying its best to hold in her breasts that were forced together, looking like they might slip if there were to be a wardrobe malfunction.

[Mysterdio]

Fumiko took in Gracie's curvy body and revealing outfit. The alpha felt a twinge of discomfort interacting with Gracie but she decided she would keep things cordial, trying to cut back on her hot-headedness recently. "Fumiko Miura." The alpha stated simply, feeling uneasy as she accepted Gracie's handshake. "That's an...interesting outfit. So what are you doing in the gym?" Fumiko questioned. Gracie's outfit seemed like something that would belong to a fellow wrestler and it made Fumiko feel threatened but she didn't want to jump to conclusions.

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"Oh- Thank you." Gracie smiled, examining herself as she heard Fumiko's tone sounding a bit straightforward. Reaching for her collar and lifting it, letting her breasts jiggle when she pull her collar before letting go. "I just wanted to keep in shape by doing some stretches and jogging at the treadmill could work too." She explained, patting herself on the chest. Placing both of her hands on her hips and moving her chest forward to show off her body. "Feels like I've been letting myself go."

[Mysterdio]

Fumiko had a subtle expression of annoyance. The alpha disliked Gracie showing off her body. She tried to ignore the intrusive thoughts of thinking that Gracie was a slut but it felt like Fumiko was being challenged. Still, she ignored the possible challenge. "Yes, I understand. Fumiko responded simply. Though she was staying civil Fumiko felt as if she was being eyed, like prey being hunted and it annoyed her. "Are you a wrestler by any chance?"

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"Oil wrestler." Gracie corrected, leaving an annoying looking smirk on her face as if she was proud of it. She changed position with her arms crossed underneath her chest, lifting them up for her arms to fully cross. "I'm not good with those fancy looking moves from TV." Laughing a bit before returning the same question back at Fumiko. "Are you a wrestler too- Maybe a oil wrestler?"

[Mysterdio]

Fumiko's slight annoyance was replaced by intrigue as Gracie said she was an oil wrestler. The alpha noticed Gracie's annoyingly smug smirk but chose to ignore it and instead make conversation. Fumiko nodded along as Gracie laughed about not being very technical. "Yeah I hear you. Oh and yes I'm an oil wrestler as well." Fumiko informed with a friendly grin, holding a hand to her chest. "I was actually pretty good at it back in my day. Still remember a thing or two about it." Fumiko stated with a hint of pride.

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"Really?" Gracie gasped, surprised to meet another former oil wrestler. Noticing Fumiko looked pretty proud of herself, showing some pride in it too. She place her hand underneath her chin, gesturing how interested she's in."I've done oil wrestling as fun part time job outside my office job. "

"Hm.. Do you want to have a little match?" She offered, going back to her dominant posture with her hands on her hips to make herself look intimidating. Of course, she's not trying to make it look serious but more in a fun competitive manner between wrestlers. "Who knows, you might learn something from me when I beat you." She laughed.

[Mysterdio]

Fumiko's attitude was improving as she and Gracie made friendly conversation, bonding over their shared experience. The alpha raised an eyebrow as Gracie placed a hand under her chin before offering a fight. Though it was intended as friendly, it changed the atmosphere between both women and Gracie's posturing wasn't helping. Though Fumiko was up for it until Gracie confidently asserted she would win. "Well, I don't care for your assertion." Fumiko said, displeased. Though she was now annoyed, Fumi decided she wouldn't engage further. Not wanting to get sucked into a catfight the alpha walked past Gracie and back into the main room of the gym.