Flattening the Curve (for Devilish)

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"Oh my God. You guys are going to wear me out before I can even start my workout!"

June chastised the small crowd that had gathered in front of her, but she did so with affection. She couldn't entirely figure out what had happened in the last few minutes. She had started some deadlifts, and as always, the weight she had piled onto the bar had drawn some eyes. Few women in the League could deadlift three hundred pounds by the sound of it - not that she expected many to manage. Things happened that way when a woman had to build her career around strength and strength alone due to spending a few too many years overweight and deadlifting her own weight times two had become commonplace.

But June liked to talk to people who showed interest in her exploits, and the initial interest had quickly blossomed into an out-and-out display of her strength and prowess. No, not even a display... a challenge, and June loved to meet people's challenges. They had started by asking if she could manage four hundred pounds on the deadlift. She nailed it. They followed up by having her bend a fairly thick piece of metal. She had managed that, too. Then she had lifted a person on each shoulder. Then she had lifted the workout machinery itself. With each new feat, she felt more like Hercules completing his 12 Labors, and she kept going because more people kept wandering over and asking. They had grown louder, too, but June hardly noticed - she was enjoying herself too much, shining in the limelight.

Despite her chastising, she took the small exercise ball she had been asked to pop and squished it between her hands. "I think you want me to do this one just because of the way it's going to look," she joked, and the man who had given it to her didn't deny the point despite her squinting at him. The ball felt both worn and overinflated, so she thought she had a chance. "Here goes." Once she hugged the ball tightly enough to her chest that the cleavage it forced onto display became the stuff of pornography, June took in a deep breath and squeezed it with all the might in her arms, the muscles bulging with the effort.

Her little fandom started a "June" chant. Best day at the gym, ever.

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"God. Fucking. DAMN IT!"

Karen had only just begun her own workout session with her firm rear upon a bench, when she found her own gaze repeatedly drawn from the barbells to hand. Unable to even consider a curl for the noise, Karen's outburst was drowned out by the very noise that was infuriating her. Well, save to everyone but a rather mouse-ish girl to the bench next to her. One whom quickly opted to create a lot of space between them!

Lifting the barbell to hand only to let it outright THUD against the thin mats of the gym - with Karen's anger bringing about a rather disgustingly poor showing of gym etiquette - Karen pushed to a jiggly stand before she began to approach the building crowd with due pace. A crowd that was on the other side of the gym, which only highlighted again just how loud they were!

Charging like a bull, it would be those closest to her in the group who felt her wrath as she outright walked through them. Thick arms forcing a path, Karen was now apart of the group if a little ahead of it - if only to plant a gaze on the girl who had caused this ruckus. Inadvertently or not.

"Can you dickheads SHUT THE FUCK UP!" She'd raise a finger, spreading it amongst the crowd to ensure everyone was victim to its pointy wrath. Though she wouldn't forget to chastise the chief cause of this 'disruption.'

"AND YOU!" Taking but a small step towards the rather chesty blonde, Karen now had her hands to her hips with her shoulders leaning forward.

"TAKE THIS SHIT TO ONLY FANS!"

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"Shoot."

June's grip slipped off the ball, and it squirted through her grip to the floor. A few people sent out a chorus of awws, but June held up her index fingers to tell them she hadn't given up yet. The exertion didn't have her panting - most of what she had been asked to do hadn't challenged her all that much - but the exercise ball proved a struggle between its shape and size and, frankly, her size in the chest. She couldn't situate it between her arms as she needed, but she was not deterred, sucked in a breath, and tried again, teeth clenched as her arms fought with the awkward squeeze toy.

But she dropped it again when a voice boomed out in the midst of her audience. The paladin recognized her. Starring? Looked different in her gym clothes, but there was no doubt. June didn't dig into late-night studies of the League's roster, but she had seen the woman in many clips, pics, and featurettes. That inkling of a temptation to tear into the "hey, you! I recognize you!" routine she might have with any other staple of the League all but disappeared with the way Karen spoke to the crowd. June stared at the woman, agape, and her shock only doubled when the woman stepped up to her with the same tone.

June tried to give people the benefit of the doubt. Karen could have been having a bad day. But she didn't like to be yelled at herself, and she liked seeing others yelled at much less. Watching the rest of the crowd cowering back sent her stepping up so that she nearly touched irritated faces and stacked chests with the big woman. June's hands moved to her own hips to match Karen's stance.

"And what gives you the right to scream at them?" she asked, maintaining just enough calm to make it clear she wanted the question answered. "I don't care what you say to me, but you're being just as loud as they are! Louder!"

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Karen Starring, having a bad day?

You could tell June was new around these parts.

For the darker haired amazon didn't so much have bad days as she had...days. Even a good mood was filled with threats and screams of profanity. Case and point, here and now. Standing tall with her hands to her hips, still leaning forward, Karen as ever could only conceive that she was in the right. This girl had done wrong - as had all those around her. So naturally, she was expecting an apology.

Never mind the fact that this was a public gym, with just as much noise coming from the banging of weights and blaring of music!

So when Karen didn't receive her apology - if anything, she got quite the obvious - you could only imagine her face.

Sour.

And that put it lightly.

"You must have shit in your fucking ears..." Karen took a step forward, with a few wolf whistles chiming out given the sight before them. Two busty women were approaching on one another, with attire that left little to the imagination. And those who recognized the darker haired one of the two knew how predicaments involving her went down!

"I said...FUCK...OFF..!" Her voice would boom in tandem with the raising of her right leg, as she looked to knock the exercise ball June had been playing with into the masses. Or maybe at June herself, had her aim been so lucky!

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June wondered if Karen had a toothache. Tummyache? A clogged ear. She liked to believe the best of people before being given a reason to squash them, but she struggled to come up with an excuse for a woman who had marched her way over to scream all the fun out of the room. Under any other circumstances, she would have gone out of her way to make small talk with a well-known wrestler with a similar body type. Instead, Karen had driven the blonde straight past the point of negotiating and defusing and straight to pursed lips and fists balled at her side.

Never one for shouting matches - she stuck to heroic speeches, which would do her no good here - June held her glare, even with Karen kicking the exercise ball. It did hit June. It pinged right off of her sturdy knee, rebounded off the chest of one of her new fans, and bounced back towards the amazons having their battle of wills. June caught enough of it in her peripheral that she knocked it to the ground with one of her balled fists and caught it once it floated in front of her. A lot of options had already crossed through her head for what she should do to try and shut down Karen's tirade. She went with throwing the exercise ball as hard as she could at Karen's puffy chin and chest. It was just an exercise ball, sure, but she could always smack her at the perfect moment.

"You may have a name and a reputation around here, but that doesn't give you a right to push people around! Least of all me and my new friends," she shot back. "You better show me some proof you own this whole gym, or you're going to have to do something to get me out of it."

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Admittedly, there was no winning with Karen. Not in this situation.

June could of dropped to her knees and begged for forgiveness for 'disrupting' her workout. Karen would of still chastised her, with a few well placed swear words mixed in.

Though unless June was the meakest of the meak, no-one expected June to do anything short of lunging for Karen following the kick of that exercise ball. Had that been higher, it would of made for a nasty indent on June's spectacular midriff.

Albeit Karen cared not for where the exercise ball landed - she'd made her point the moment she swung out her leg. So much so, that June would now see nothing but her back - and excessive rear - as Karen turned to leave, confident in her success in dominating the situation. So when that ball came in yet again, not to Karen's front but to her rear, you could imagine how said confidence was shattered.

Even more so as Karen quite literally shrieked if but briefly, with her jiggly frame leaving the floor as her hands came to her lower back. With the bravest members of the crowd letting out a loud laugh, Karen's eyes shot straight to the ball as she turned back around. Taking it in both hands with her teeth now fully bared, Karen would near enough sprint towards this chesty blonde with the exercise ball extended at the end of her grip.

In an effort to practically hammer June's features with it!

"YOU'RE ON, FUCKER!"

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June couldn't know Karen and likely didn't want to based on this experience, but she also couldn't stop a single descriptive word from popping into her head - bully. She had a name around here, and she seemed to have let that turn her into a bully. Or maybe she had always acted like a bully. Either way, the blonde threw her arms up while the exercise ball careened toward the woman who had walked away from her like she had marked her territory. "You come yell and then you walk-"

Laughter broke her train of thought. Not only did Karen leap from the unexpected impact of the exercise ball, but she also leaped in the way that people leap when someone jumps out at them in a haunted house. And there was a lot of jiggling. No, June had figured right - hitting Karen would have been much less satisfying. "The next one will be my foot!" she declared, filled with her typical bravado. But June didn't realize Karen was the type of bully that didn't get deterred when someone stood up to her until the woman came at her with the exercise ball ready to break through the gates of her pretty face.

June snapped to attention and barely got her arms up fast enough to stop Karen from trucking her. She still took a load of ball to the nose, mouth, and chin, but she got her arms and chest hugged to the ball again and yanked her face free so she could bark at Karen over the top of it. "You can't just yell at people to get your way!" she said, pushing back against Karen via the exercise ball all the while.

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Karen bonked June right in the face with due force, but unsurprisingly she didn't stop there. She stepped forward and pressed...and pressed...and pressed!

She had little inkling on what her end goal was, only that squishing this girl up against the wall to well and truly bully her seemed like the best bet. Only for June to rather annoyingly have some power to her frame, allowing her not only to resist Karen, but push back!

June's words unsurprisingly went over the top of Karen's head as the darker haired woman heaved, with intent to win this little contest of theirs. A contest that was being fulled well...by either woman's heaving bust! For two pairs of generous breasts were heaving on the exercise ball, in an attempt to push it forward harder into the other, with Karen only using her hands to steady the ball and keep it pressed!

"Weak...as shit...!" The hypocrisy lost on her, given that she seemingly couldn't push this girl back. Not right away at least!

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Subconsciously, they drew their battle lines. June's initial stonewalling of Karen's momentum had the backing of her fury with the woman's attitude, but the clash evolved into a test of strength. June could feel the other woman weighing on her from the other side of the exercise ball, and after a grimace from nearly losing her footing, she planted both meaty legs in the ground, dug her fingers more tightly into the sides of the ball, and pushed back with a deepening glower back in Karen's direction. While she might have looked back at her mirror, the other woman's chest as squashed until they threatened to escape, she saw nothing but the woman she had to beat in... whatever it was that was happening here.

A select few in the crowd, catching on, started to catch her name again, and a cocky smile wormed through the glower... but it disappeared the second Karen called her weak from the other side of the exercise ball. People could call June nearly anything and get away with it - weak was not one of those things. "You're not... moving me..." She gave a harder shove. "Either!" Pumping her legs, she tried to make some progress in breaking through and cramming Karen all the way to the pool in the middle of the gym.

The ball popped, seemingly disintegrating into thin air in the process.

June, momentum trucking forward, flew wildly in Karen's direction.

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Admittedly Karen didn't even consider the exercise ball popping between them. Sure, she most certainly had the leg strength, maybe even the arm strength, but Karen wasn't the sort who'd try purely to see if she could.

All too used to the familiar feeling of her bust being used as battering ram, the tight fitting sports bra was earning its worth today as Karen and June alike heaved in. At the rate they were going, their heavy busts would make contact exercise ball be damned - with Karen begrudgingly beginning to accept that June had some strength to her.

Internally mind, and just internally.

She'd sooner die than verbally admit before the crowd that a woman besides she had might worth boasting over. Despite the fact that June was showing her just that.

Everything was soon to come to blow - again - of course, as the exercise ball between them did indeed pop. Leading to but one inevitable conclusion.

A clashing of heavy busts and firm midriffs so divine, even the wolf whistles would stop in favor of more intense oogling. Oogling with eyes that watched on all the wider, as Karen's bust would bounce against June's in a rather animated fashion before she stumbled back.

Onto her equally jiggly rear.