Abyssal Challenge [Sophia Wolfe - Hollywood Siren]

[thesteedman]

Sophia found herself breathing deep after she grasped the pool edge. It had been close to be certain, touch and go all up to the final lap... but Sophia was the clear winner, even if there had been a mere second or so between them. Being in the shallower end of the vast gym pool, Sophia was able to stand, letting the water run from her marvel of a form. She was waist deep, clad in a sports bra style swimming top with matching boyshorts hugging her hips. Everything else was left bare, revealing her stunning legs, her intoxicating and well defined midriff, and everything else the German beauty possessed.
"A fine effort..." Sophia would state in her unique accent, possessing something of a cross between German and English having spent much of her academic life in the UK.

She adjusted her hair to make sure her pony tail was still intact, gazing across the pool to her rival of the evening... the one known as Hollywood Siren. There was a beautiful if not arrogant smile upon the lips of Sophia, as both she and Siren had taken part in something of an unofficial race within the pool. The two had done several laps at an intense speed, and given how out of breath the two women were, it was clear both had given it their all in the race. Siren had taken the lead for much of it, but Sophia was never far from her... finally managing to edge ahead during that last push. The two did not know each other before now, but a challenge had been laid down after a time with the two almost quietly racing before it was even announced. There had to be a winner though, and on this occasion it was Sophia.

"You are a good swimmer. Just a little more training on your stamina and endurance and perhaps you may come just a little closer when finishing behind me." Sophia spoke. Her tone was as serious as ever, but it was clear by the nature of her words that she was being playful. Standing in the low light of the late night gym pooling, Sophia was certainly a magnificent woman to gaze upon. Though scarred, it did not detract from her beauty, only adding a mysticism to her. After fixing her hair, she took a deep breath, finally regaining her composure as she looked to her rival of the evening, seeing how she would react to the close second finish... the German still thriving from the little victory as her small but beautiful smile would reveal.

[HotWheels]

Hollywood Siren knew she should have cheated on that last turn. They held no Olympic competition here, and no one would have known...least of all the woman too far down the pool to have seen anything. But Siren's overconfidence told her no, don't bother. On the last stretch, with her longer legs, Siren would surely win. But she didn't think on how much a streamlined figure helped with swimming, and she didn't match much of anyone's idea of streamlined. Definitely not as streamlined as the neatly cut, fit athlete standing in the water a couple dozen feet away from her, anyway.

Their challenge had started as nothing more than some passive-aggressive competition from either side of the pool earlier in the night. They started by stealing glances at each other and putting on a little display when one noticed the other stealing those same glances. Siren had certainly noticed Sophia, who was that touch of different that got Siren's attention. She carried herself with a sharp edge, judging by the put-together swimwear, the ponytail, the expression, the scars. The tight body didn't hurt. As people had left the gym for the night, their silent competition had culminated in a race.

One Siren lost, damn it. Still mostly beneath the water, with only her eyes and nose visible above the surface, Siren gave her competition a sharp, displeased look. Here, she didn't have to be the forceful, larger-than-life Hollywood goddess. Most everyone had left, and no one much cared about their back-and-forth besides the two of them. But she still hated losing; that did not happen to be part of the aura of the Siren. That aspect was all Alicia.

She lifted from the water slowly, a giant wet ponytail of black hair behind her. The sky-blue two-piece she wore toed the line between sporty and sexy, being likely the minimum size to qualify as the former rather than the latter with its near bikini cut. Siren stared down at it, pulling one side higher on her chest to reinforce the excuse she was about to make. "I can't help I inherited tits that slow me down in the water," she declared, in her pouty Latina accent.

Water dripping from her, she looked up, dissatisfied, at Sophia, giving the woman another once-over as she leaned to one side. What a killer she was, honestly. Siren didn't want their meeting to end with the sour taste of defeat. "You gonna take that as your win for the night and bail on me?" She gestured at Sophia. "I think we need to settle this with somethin' more intense than swimming."

Of course, sex popped right into her mind, but that might prove too bold, and Sophia seemed too hard to get. She needed another idea if Sophia agreed.

[thesteedman]

Sophia's expression remained largely the same as the excuses began to manifest, though it was clear she did not approve of Siren using the word 'Tits' to describe her breasts, given it was a more vulgar form of description. Sophia's own breasts were very much of a more moderate form, smaller than Siren's very impressive bust, but perfectly shaped and rounded, only complimenting her build.
"Yes... you have large breasts. Yet that is not why you lost." Sophia would add, a little jab against her unofficial opponent during their long and enduring race. Sophia rinsed some excess water from her hair, looking to be making her way towards the pool ladder when Siren was quick to retake her attention. There was something certainly passive aggressive about the manner in which Siren addressed her, and Sophia turned to face the marvel of a woman.

Siren was certainly a sight to behold, standing statuesque. Her outfit though still somewhat of a sporting fashion was much more revealing than Sophia's own. Such was the size of her breasts, her bikini top looked just like that rather than a sports bra as Sophia was clad in. Her bottoms were a little more modest if not equally as bright, but given the voluptuous yet athletic figure Siren was well tuned with, she looked more suited for a beach, as much of her form was exposed, leaving little to the imagination. Given her physique, Siren could have been a bodybuilder if she so desired, her arms larger, her legs on a different level, all well defined just as her exposed midriff. Both women looked like they were in their peak, just bearing different style shapes, but both were very desirable in their own rights... it was just that one of the two wrestlers present was more open about it than the other.

Sophia folded her arms when she glanced towards Siren. Water still ran a little from her own form, giving her fine flesh a slight glisten in the low light.
"If you desire to have another race, I have no issue with such a challenge, so long as your... 'tits' can handle it." Sophia would add. Once again it was a jest on Sophia's part, but given how stoic she was, it made for a very dry style of humour the German possessed.
"Or did you have something else in mind?" Sophia then questioned, realising the look upon Siren, sensing that she indeed had something fabricated that was different to a simple casual race between athletic women.

[HotWheels]

For someone who seemed to have just that right amount of stick up her ass, which Siren happened to like, Sophia did a good job with the sly jabs without making them seem like sly jabs. Siren just leveled her with an even sharper look as she fully straightened to look at her. A younger, wilder Siren might have tackled her back into the water then and there and...things could have worked themselves out one way or another. This tension had built throughout the whole night, and the half-Latin beauty couldn't decide whether Sophia felt as much of that tension as she did, something had drawn the blonde into this competition. Siren, for her part, wanted to see where this could go.

She did stop Sophia from leaving, but what she proposed was not another race. Much as she would have liked to get her chance to win that particular competition, she knew that, tits and natural speed and all, she would probably lose again. That wouldn't do, and that certainly didn't give her a chance to work off this building steam she felt toward the other beauty. The sex, again, did not sound wise to propose just yet. But as Sophia kept teasing about her tits (sounded like she was back in school again) and Siren looked over the other woman's body, an idea did pop into her head.

"No, no, I got a better idea. Let's see how good of a swimmer you really are." She walked further into the deeper half of the pool, sinking down into a swim once the bottom of the pool dipped lower than her feet. Reminiscent of a hunting shark, she again dipped so that only her eyes, nose, and ponytail floated above the water, then she lifted her mouth when she had gone deep enough that there was no more traction to be found below. "Can you get outta the water without me stoppin' you? Shouldn't be too hard for someone like you, huh?"

Sass beamed from her stunning features.

[thesteedman]

"That seems a bit too simple, and not so fair." Sophia whispered, gazing upon Siren as she moved in a near apex predator like manner in the water, keeping her eyes just above no doubt to try and intimidate Sophia like earlier. The Middleweight beauty was not phased; keeping her arms folded as she tilted her head and began to ponder upon Siren's challenge. As simple as the initial idea was though, there was certainly a good challenge to make from it.
"We can make it a little more interesting though. As it stands all I have to do is reach any pool edge... it would not be so difficult considering I am the faster swimmer. Perhaps I can only escape from the shallow end edge; it would even the playing field and gives you a better area to defend. Naturally, holding anyone’s head underwater would have to be a forbidden technique..." Sophia would soon begin to elaborate.

"If I climb out of the water... I win." Sophia would state, an air of confidence about her as she began to pace a little deeper into the water herself. She did not go as deep as Siren, and motioned for her to take a place in the shallower end where she could plant her feet. To Sophia it would be a good exercise and certainly different. It could be a good work out, and ultimately she felt she was fast enough both on her feet and in the water that she felt she could complete this challenge. Siren was larger in frame; and no doubt stronger... but all she had to do was avoid her grasp and she would be clambering out of the pool in no time.
"We could even make it more interesting. We could place a wager?" Sophia then whispered, managing a small smile upon her already angelic features.
"If I win... you will have to be my sparring dummy whilst I practice and train with some of my kicks and throws. I find it a much better experience than the actual static dummies... How about it?" Sophia would speak; that little beautiful smile still upon her alluring features.

[HotWheels]

She truly thought herself the world's best swimmer, huh?

Siren blew a small bubble from her submerged mouth to dismiss Sophia's claim that she could escape from any side of the pool. The Californian would like to see her try to escape her clutches, but whatever. Only idiots would argue against improving their own chances to win, and Siren had come here to Japan planning to be all but an idiot. This competition might have been the lowest of stakes, but shrewd habits would reap rewards. If Sophia wanted her to have the pool floor for an extra advantage, Siren would take it. And much as Siren wanted to win, she didn't have any plans to drown her new rival. "Might consider it if you keep it up with the sass," she said with a smirk, floating high enough to lift her mouth from the water so she could. Clearly, though, she didn't plan to back up that threat.

Sophia moved to the shallow end, and Siren slowly swam over with slow hand movements, only straightening again once her toes touched the bottom. Again the water dripped from her hair and her frame as she stood at eye level with Sophia due to the incline. Maybe if the blonde babe forgot their size difference, she might get bolder and bolder with what she proposed.

That tactic might have worked; Sophia promptly added a wager to their deal. What she described brought a flicker of bemusement to Siren's face. This woman clearly liked her fighting as much as she looked like she liked her fighting. The half-Latin siren listened with hands on her hips and tilted her head in faint agreement. She didn't care to become anyone's toss-toy, especially not in public, but she also didn't plan to lose this competition. Swimmer or no, Siren would like to see Sophia escape her clutches with any ease.

"Whatever. And if I win, and you can't get out..." Siren looked off to the side, and a dozen naughty ideas passed through her mind. She landed on the one that sounded most agreeable. "...there's a massage. Private, personal, and thorough. Like going to one of those shady spas."

Her eyes sparkled. What would Sophia say to that one?

[thesteedman]

"A massage... like from a 'shady spa'?" Sophia would repeat, her expression shifting to one of distain at the notion of it. "Alright, a massage it can be. Private, personal and thorough, but do not expect me to do such a thing in the manner of a 'shady spa'." Sophia would state with some defiance, though by all rights it sounded like she was agreeing to the wager at least. In truth, Sophia was of the mind-set that it did not matter either way, she intended to win and was quietly confident she would be out of the pool within minutes.

She watched as Siren began reposition herself, now managing to find ground below her feet before pacing back to a defensive position. Behind her was the pool wall, it was raised fairly high, but given the water was waist deep at its edge, it would not be an issue to grasp it and pull outwards. Sophia just had to get past the guard that stood before her. Sophia was in slightly deeper water, though her feet were on the floor. There were no rules against swimming, and she intended to use it, she just could not be held under water. There was a moment of silence between the two, only the sound of the water lapping against both women's amazing and well sculpted forms.
"Let's begin..." Sophia would finally signal, allowing the challenge to begin. No timer was set, simply because in Sophia's mind it would not be needed. In moment she would be slipping by Siren and clambering out of the pool and have herself a fine training body to play with.

At least that is how it played out in Sophia's mind. She took a deep breath, and went below, knowing she could move better swimming than trying to walk. She was aware given how clear the pool was that Siren would know where she was going, but she cared not. There was one issue Sophia quickly realised she had not taken into account the moment she went down. Without goggles her vision was not as clear as it could have been, making judging distances a little more difficult than she anticipated... none the less, she committed to swimming, going low to the ground to attempt to make it harder to grasp her, slipping towards the side wall in an attempt to make distance between her and Siren, and also have something to push off should she come to close...

Already she was making good progress, closing the distance between herself and her target destination!

[HotWheels]

Siren all-out grinned at Sophia's oh-so-offended response about the shady spa. Grinning she did not do too often, so Sophia could count it a compliment that the Hollywood hottie found the reaction cute and amusing enough to merit that reaction. That strict and stubborn streak in the blonde athlete would get her into trouble with Siren if she didn't watch herself. Despite Sophia's shooting down part of her idea, the Latina gently shrugged, unphased. "Depends on how thorough you get. There's a whole body here for you to work," she countered, lazily posing to show that body off to the subject of her teasing.

They briefly circled, Siren placing herself with her back to the wall, and she stood with her hands on her hips, cool and composed and staring down the blonde like a Chilean goalkeeper ready to defend her turf in the Cup. In reality, she teemed with a longing for an aggressive tussle with the beauty before her. When Sophia ushered in the start of their little competition, she tilted her head, clapped her hands, and bent over with her hands propped on her thighs. "Hate to leave you with a loss tonight, babe, but I gotta do what I gotta do."

Stopping Sophia would be all about the angle, Siren knew. For all the thought of herself as a goalkeeper, she had played the position a few impromptu games with the neighborhood kids back home on the rare occasions her mom didn't need her for work, and she had learned how to take those angles to stop a tiny soccer ball from getting past her. How much harder was a bigger, more slowly moving human?

She watched like a predator as Sophia dove beneath the water, and her eyes tracked the woman. Siren slowly started to shift in Sophia's direction before she realized the blonde planned to head for the side wall to get around her, and in response, Siren flattened out to take one long stroke to throw herself forward, then stood back up on her feet to wade the rest of the distance. She didn't rush at Sophia and gave up a foot or two of ground, but she kept that angle, keeping herself squarely between Sophia and the wall behind her while she worked to trap the blonde against the side wall and her own body. The sound of displaced water echoed in the mostly open gym, and Siren couldn't deny she felt a thrill of competition.

Once she caught up, she stretched forward to see if she could grasp one of Sophia's arms and reel her closer.

[thesteedman]

Siren took the bait. With lungs full of air, Sophia could remain underwater for a long time, and she had no issue doing so. Though her vision was a blur, she could see Siren approaching her, looking to close off her angle of approach and force her back, or perhaps even make a go for her. Sophia was prepared, managing a sly smile under water as she hoped for such a thing. All she had to do was wait and...

There it was! All at once, Siren reached for her, trying to go low and grasp towards her arm. As planned, Sophia kicked her powerful legs off the nearby wall to shoot out of reach. All she had to do now was make a beeline towards the pool edge. She felt the water press against her, offering resistance. Her streamlined position however allowed her to shoot almost like a missile. In seconds she was past Siren, feeling her grasp slide over her arm. With a quick pulling motion, Sophia was able to free her limb before the threat of her grasp could close around her, before she twisted and pressed her arms through the water.

Home free...

Or at least she was foolish to think. She felt hands grasp at her ankle just as she was about to kick off, stopping her dead in the water. Sophia gasped, a little air escaping her lungs from the shock as she twisted her stunning form under water to look. Given the nature of the challenge, she would not have nearly enough strength to kick her off whilst the two were underwater. Biting on her lower lip, Sophia struggled, before bringing herself perhaps a little dangerously close in an attempt to propel herself out of her grasp... either way, she was in a precarious position right now, and with her ankle secured in a strong grip, Siren could easily pull her captive in if Sophia could not break free!

[HotWheels]

Shit. Alright. Smarts to go with the looks. Siren could appreciate when she had fallen for someone else's bait.

Siren could see Sophia's legs stretch to kick off the wall nice enough to pass for an Olympic-level turn in a race, and the woman reversed course against her. Weight that had been placed on Siren's left leg she tried to quickly shift to her right, and she stuck with trying to grasp Sophia by the arm. She herself pushed off of the pool floor to throw herself ass-first back in the water to again close up the distance, but she grasped Sophia's arm too late, cursing in Spanish as the water made the beautiful blonde's warm skin slip right through her fingers.

But she didn't surrender to the idea that Sophia had evaded her, and Siren whipped around to throw the other arm into the water like a woman bound and determined to catch an escaping fish. When she did, her fingers closed on skin and bone, and Siren held on tight. For a couple of loud, thrumming heartbeats brought on by the thrill of the chase, she didn't even know what part of her submerged prey she had grabbed hold of; the displaced water underneath her chest hid all but the top of Sophia's head from her. But judging by what she felt in her grip, she imagined she had the other woman by the ankle...and a second later, she managed to turn and bring her other hand down to help the first keep its old on Sophia, this one wrapping around what was undoubtedly Sophia's bare foot. With her hold tight, the Hollywood hottie rooted her feet to the bottom of the pool as best she could.

Siren didn't know if Sophia could see her, but she stuck her tongue out and shrugged down at her anyway when she felt the woman trying to escape. "Got you." Having her, however, did not prove enough. She maintained the grip on Sophia's ankle, but let go of her new rival's foot so she could grip her by the calf with that hand. Then the hand on Sophia's ankle switched to her thigh. Siren continued in this way, using Sophia's leg almost like a rope, and she wrenched hard to get Sophia's leg tucked under her arm.

Because if Siren fully captured her leg, Sophia wouldn't be going anywhere anytime soon.