Polissage de la perle, With a good hug routine.

[APlaying]

Monday Monday Monday, the day to open for business again, even if not many people came, the people that did come actually left some profit margin so that the business didn't go out of business. The rumor that some well known LAW wrestlers were coming to the gym spread like wildfire, which left Garlim with less time for herself. Now she had her head busy enough to stop feeling sorry for herself, it was a good review that Yuna Matou had left that ended up bringing more people to the gym, even Garlim was impressed with how popular Yuna is in the circuit.

Upon arriving at the store there were several people who had gotten up early for their respective routines, and so it would be the day's work with a more abundant clientele than usual. After a few hours it was time to close, since the schedule on Mondays was from 6:30 to 11:30 and from 1:30 to 4:30, and it was already 11:22 closing time at noon. The regular customers left and gathered their things, leaving Garlim with time to herself at last.

Now that everyone had left, the blonde goddess could go shower before heading out for the afternoon shift. However, she had forgotten to lock the door, risking that anyone could enter at this hour.

[Bearhug Goddess]

Ambre had heard about a special gym that was starting to become popular in the city... And a woman like her who spent 90% of her free time training had to try this gym!.. But at the time when there were the fewest people. Ambre was not comfortable when there were a lot of people around her, except in a ring, so she decided to enter the room around 12:40, the time when there were the fewest people in all the gyms.

She entered a little timidly, wondering if the room was really open... There was no one and some lights were off. She still took advantage of the situation to enter the locker room to change, taking off her clothes of all bears to wear her gym outfit and look at herself in the mirror. Right after, the Frenchwoman decided to go to the reception... Not knowing how the first time in this room could go.

"Excuse me.. Is anyone there?.."

Ambre

[APlaying]

As Ambre entered the gym, Garlim had just showered and was changing, he couldn't receive the afternoon shift smelling like early morning. Until, surprisingly, she heard someone call at the front desk. “Oh? Oh, my! The door.” she murmured.

Garlim's heart fluttered at the sound of those timid, uncertain voices. She remembered all too well what it was like to walk into a new place, so unsure of herself and apprehensive of what awaited her. So, instead of ignoring the intruder as she might have done half an hour ago, she called back, “Yes, wait a minute, I'm not dressed yet!” Moving quickly, she made sure to close the door as she stepped out of the shower, before heading towards the reception desk dressed in lingerie. wrapping a towel around her wet hair and another around her curvaceous figure. She made her way to the reception desk, still slightly damp from the shower. As she approached the reception area, Garlim's eyes widened in surprise. “Ambre!?” Arriving at the reception desk, she wasn't expecting to see probably the only girl she could consider her rival on the circuit.

Garlim Lingerie Suit

The blonde goddess wasn't usually embarrassed to have someone see her in lingerie, though showing up like this in front of Ambre made her feel nervous. “Hey, I didn't expect to see you here.” Garlim took a breath to try to relax and attend to Ambre properly ("It's okay Garlim, she's here as a potential client, it's just a matter of seeing that she's dressed for the occasion. Stay focused.") she said to herself as she made her way behind the counter, her face lit up as if waking from a dream. “I remember perfectly well that I invited you to my gym after our last meeting, I'm glad to see that you decided to come and train at last. Tell me, how have you been?” she leans slightly on the counter highlighting her prominent bust a bit.

[Bearhug Goddess]

Ambre waited patiently for a person from the reception to arrive to guide her but was surprised to see who was behind the counter. She told herself that this voice was familiar to her, it was that of one of the wrestlers she recently faced, Garlim! ... In her underwear!

"Ahh!.. Humm... Uhh...!.."

The French woman was a little disturbed, not knowing how to react to such a situation... Especially when the blonde remained serious. Ambre lowered her eyes slightly to avoid looking at her former opponent and hide her blush.

"I came to train... But can you get dressed please? ... It's rather uncomfortable to have to talk to someone half naked...!"

[APlaying]

Garlim's cheeks turned a little redder at Ambre's embarrassed look, apparently she was shy, which made Garlim smile a little mischievously. She had her training wardrobe in a drawer in the counter anyway. "Yeah, you really caught me off guard, the store is closed at this hour, I guess I forgot to lock the door. But I'm glad you came in, it's really hot today and you would have been burning up outside." She joked showing a warmer side of herself. "Do you want to sit right over there by the octagon while I finish getting dressed?" She said pointing towards the Sparring area.

Stage

Garlim began by putting on her top, sliding the garment gently between her arms to fit around her large bust, followed by putting on her leggings that slid comfortably hugging her thick legs and fitting snugly around her wide waist. Garlim was thinking hard about what kind of exercises could develop some of Ambre's qualities to make her a more complete marital artist, the priority with her clients is always that they leave being better than when they came in.

Spoiler

After thinking about it for a second, she had several ideas. When she saw the time on the clock, she noticed that it was very close to opening, but for this occasion she didn't want anyone to disturb her while she was attending to the french women wrestler. So she walked to the entrance of the gym and changed its status to closed, apart from securing the entrance well before returning with Ambre, the first thing she had to do was to corroborate the shortcomings to polish this black pearl.

"Okay, we can start with the basics. But I can tell you what I love most as an instructor is taking on the challenge of improving a wrestler like you, I can't wait to see you get stronger." Garlim said honestly praising Ambre. "To begin we must start by measuring your measurements and weight." Said the blonde goddess as she motioned black pearl to follow her. "As you may notice, this is a private gym for fighters of all kinds, mostly Boxing, Wrestling and Mixed Martial Arts. Although of course footballers and other players from various disciplines often come here as well. In short, I train all kinds of athletes, I build warriors." Garlim took her notebook and passed it to Ambre to sign her subscription. "Since you have beaten me in our fight, the month for you will be completely free." Actually she was willing to do this gladly even with that.

"Just put your name, email and signature right here, then approach the weight measuring machine to measure your proportions." The point of this is to establish a good parameter for how to give Ambre a good routine.

[Bearhug Goddess]

Ambre was a little withdrawn and silent, she didn't know what to say or do in a situation like that... Especially since it seemed to be her fault for coming back when it was closed!

"Sorry..."

But fortunately, Garlim seemed rather happy to see the Black Pearl. Ambre remained a little wary, the blonde had tried to crush her muscles and bones during their matches and she couldn't forget that moment anytime soon! But Garlim knew how to stay friendly and professional, offering a free month in this room... The offer seemed nice and the machines seemed to have a little more weight than at LAW... It could be a good place to train.

She signed up without hesitation and approached the machine to measure her weight, height and measurements... She looked at Garlim with a slightly doubtful look before finally entering the machine, sighing deeply and letting herself go.

"You... Are you going to be my coach in this first session?... You're not going to try to get revenge by torturing me, are you?"

[APlaying]

Garlim had no idea what Ambre was talking about, maybe she was talking about some possible unpleasant experience she had had in the past or something. But was it something so common? That would explain her shyness... "Why would I want to take revenge on you? Ambre don't be ridiculous... Let me tell you something." Garlim paused briefly as she prepared the subway.

"Before I came to LAW, I was extremely annoyed and frustrated at how I had come to stoop to this, I neglected myself so much in everything. My career, my relationships, my business and so on. And I thought all that was left for me was to be a circus act in LAW wrestling with clowns.... But when I fought with you, you showed me that things are very different, I realized how much my physical and emotional state had declined, I thought I was better than all these girls who called themselves professional wrestlers. But when I fell to you in almost every aspect." Garlim poked Ambre's shoulder with her index finger. "Before you, a mere enthusiast for the title of this wrestling ring.... You aroused a certain interest in me to fight, against the strongest women this world of professional wrestling has to offer. I have no reason to harm you or take revenge on you, because you opened my eyes. The only thing that would make me want to get back at you, is if you lose to a champion around here, because then I will feel extremely embarrassed that I lost to someone like that. So what's in my best interest right now is for you to get stronger, so when you become champion, we'll see each other's faces again and I'll make sure to put you back down where you belong. But if you make a fool of yourself, I will not take revenge, I will kill you myself. So don't come to me and say you want to be champion, Because you HAVE to be! You have to be the champion." She said seriously.

After saying this Garlim sighed to calm down, he didn't want to feel like just another number or a zero to the left. If Ambre wanted to be champion, the blonde goddess would be happy to make it so, for she was not willing to think she was beneath a mere looser. She is a former MMA champion whore, and she was subdued before Ambre, and while Garlim was not at her best, the blonde goddess was very clear that not just anyone would be able to do that. "The truth is that I also need to recover the level, although I need a good manager to guide me.... But tell me more, if you talk about torture is because surely you have already lived it, right?" she asks curious while she measures Ambre's weight. "Around 90 kg, you weigh a little more than me and I'm taller and I have wider breasts and hips... Maybe you should go down a bit to fiber so you're more flexible." She joked a little.

After this Garlim stood in front of Ambre to measure her hips, Garlim's chest could almost brush against black pearl's and their breaths mingled. She stared at the tape and measured the figure well. "Hips... 87 cm" She gently slid the tape down to her waist "Waist.... 63 cm" and finally proceeded to slide the tape down to her bust. "Bust... 80 cm" Ambre had a figure to admire despite her weight of almost 100 kg, what worried Garlim was that Ambre's muscularity and weight would sacrifice some attributes that she could take advantage of. "You should follow a strict training routine, although it's bad for you to build too much muscle.... Maybe you should stop self-imposing routines and see what you want to refine first. For example one day you can do leg and the other day you can do pilates, but in general you look pretty good, no problem with that." Said the blonde goddess before turning her attention to the octagon.

"When we were wrestling, I noticed right away how clumsy you are when it comes to exerting submission moves. While you did beat me it's obvious that's not your thing.... We're going to have to work on that, get a balance and perfect your technique. Today on your first day we will move directly to practice in the octagon, we will do a Sparring which will consist of a practice of transitions between grappling, throws and keys. So no punches, no acrobatics, no kicks, you will just use pure grappling technique. Understood?" Garlim reaffirmed with authority.

[Bearhug Goddess]

Ambre remained silent and blushed again, Garlim's words were rather sincere and nice... At least, if we forget the moment where she said she was going to kill her. The French girl remained quite neutral, she didn't think she was capable of such a thing... But as Garlim said, she still had a long way to go before becoming champion, a path she was going to take without hesitating for a single second.

"Thanks... I guess?... That's rather weird coming from yo-Whaaaa?!"

This time the French girl turned red as a tomato, luckily she was alone in the room because she didn't expect her measurements to be taken and everything to be said out loud! It was rather embarrassing... Even if many people claimed that she was one of the heavyweights with the biggest bust in the league.

"Hmmm... I train every day, that's true... But I trust my muscles and I'll know how to adapt with them!"

Ambre confidently got out of the machine and looked at the octagon and then at the blonde, making a simple yes and walking towards the ring while Garlim explained his training.

"Hmm... It seems perfect to me if it's with you..."

She entered the ring, jumping and stretching slightly before putting herself on guard, raising both her arms to put me in front of her, ready to catch anything with them. Even though it was a sparring match, the French girl's gaze changed to a serious and focused look, she had to learn as much as possible even if her intuition told her that she was going to hurt.

"I'm ready!"

[APlaying]

Garlim took off her tights before entering the octagon, and walked around it touching the bars with her fingertips in a nostalgic feeling, almost feeling like she was in her happy place. She settled himself in one of the corners as Ambre told him to get ready, which made Garlim suddenly laugh. "Ha Ha Ha W W w... No, to get ready." Garlim bent down to grab a pair of black sparring gloves. "You need these." Garlim walked over to Ambre to hand her these gloves for the occasion, while she looked for her white gloves before starting.

"I hope you feel comfortable with them, I don't usually practice with many people recently. But I think that could change now." She hinted between giggles before getting on guard. "Alright, show me what you can do." Garlim took some distance to give Ambre room to maneuver, the blonde goddess wasn't sure how Ambre would act in an octagon, but it would be the most practical for this kind of practice.

[Bearhug Goddess]

Ambre was ready to start this sparring but regained her calm when Garlim handed her... Gloves. The Frenchwoman was rather surprised by this initiative, taking the gloves in her hands to put them on and try to move her fingers... She was clearly not used to this and it bothered her a little.

"Why gloves?... I'm a wrestler, I don't really need them.."