Totally Wholesome Training

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The Home of Heather Sunderland

It was rare for Heather to feel the need to want to..teach someone something--let alone take some on for a full training thing, but she'd had her eyes on this girl for a little. Witnessing the match between Courage Takemi and Karina Rine, Heather couldn't help but notice a..few stand out things about Courage to say the least. She wanted nothing more than to show the girl ..the proper way to make use of what she's got! She'd also be lying if she said she wasn't..at least a little attracted to her.

She had looked for and called her up not too long ago, arranging a little meeting for the two at her home. She lived in a bit of a smaller more western style home, one that looked like a single-floor home that had a basement to it. She was sitting and waiting on the sofa for the girl's arrival, having just stretched herself out a little, relaxing fully. Heather was currently dressed in a black t-shirt, black skirt, purple and black striped thigh-highs, and black boots.

"Haah..this should be interesting for sure...Mnnhh should be any minute.." She said to herself, shifting to lying fully on her back, bringing her phone up and messing around with it a little. She had things set up in the basement for their little training session...at least having things prepared to start there!

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Courage's pro wrestling career had been a mixed bag. On the one hand, it had served its' original intention. It had saved her from falling further down the popularity polls for Courage Generation, her idol group. She had actually overtaken some of her more popular contemporaries. However... It was because of the other side of her career that this occurred. The reason she was so popular was in the way she lost her matches. It was humiliating and nearly unbearable for her. But her fans loved it.

But her last bout made something clear to her... She couldn't keep losing. Not only would her fans grow tired of watching a sure-fire one-sided fight... But she could also be terribly injured. She'd just barely escaped her last match intact... And it was only thanks to her years of endurance training that she wasn't sidelined. Such a thing would be catastrophic for both her wrestling career and her idol career. At the speed the industry moved, It could have been the end for both.

So it was serendipitous when Heather Sunderland, a veteran of the sport, contacted her. She was offering help. Training. Perhaps even friend. And all of these things were something that Courage Takemi needed desperately...

And so, Courage stood at the door to the address she was given. The ride service she'd contracted drove away, leaving her at Heather's doorstep. She was dressed as if she was attending a meeting with a producer, though she'd brought a gym bag with her.

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She drew in a deep breath. And then knocked. Once. Twice. Three times. The last-ditch idol then waited in desperation for what she hoped would be her saving grace.

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Hearing those knocks, Heather quickly stood up from the couch, clearing her throat and dusting herself off a little after putting the phone away. "Mnh! One second!" Heather was just straightening herself out a little..feeling like she should be a little more..presentable if she was about to be this girl's trainer for now! She nod to herself a couple times before she finally made her way to the door, opening it up to give her entry.

Upon seeing her standing there, Heather couldn't help but blush just slightly. She was quite the looker for sure--even more so face to face like this. Heather had to push that kind of thought out of her mind as soon as possible though, shaking it off. She really wanted to help her--being a goof like this definitely wasn't going to do that whatsoever.

"Well hi!! Glad you could make it! Really happy to see you head over here!" She nod to herself a couple times before clearing her throat a bit. She stepped back a little, just taking the time to look her over up and down.

"Right so, like I told you before, I definitely see something in you that I think could really pull you ahead quite a bit. I figured it would be really nice to..help you go in what I think would be the perfect direction for you and your stuff! Oh uh and don't think this means I'm on my way out or anything, I'm not anywhere close to retiring or anything like that!"

She sticks her tongue out a little before stepping to the side, offering her to step in fully. "Make yourself comfortable, I hope it's not too awkward for you that I wanted to do this here at my place.

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Courage wasn't sure what she was expecting when the door opened. But she had prepared herself for anything. She'd promised Ayame that she was going to start taking wrestling seriously. Start showing it the respect it deserved... And this was her first step on that path.

However, the woman that opened the door had a kind, welcoming face. Her blush was cute and helped ensure that there was no tension. Courage met her with a similar smile and gave her a cute curtsy in greeting. "Thank you for inviting me! I really appreciate the opportunity!"

Heather continued then, giving her an introductory statement. Welcoming her into her home and explaining why she'd invited her in the first place. There was something awkward about the way she spoke. An awkwardness that was endearing and disarming and made the Last Ditch Idol feel comfortable.

"Thank you, again, for having me. It's really kind of you to invite me to your home for personal attention. It isn't awkward at all!"

She extended a hand. "I know you know me as Courage. But my name is Yumi. It's nice to meet you Ms. Sunderland. Let's have fun today!" She'd wait for Heather to accept her greeting and then step inside. There was no turning back now... Courage was going to become a real wrestler!

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Heather was definitely glad the girl she was about to train was pleasant herself--though for the most part, Heather already knew she would be. She seemed like a lovely person, and so far, it was looking like that would be true for the most part. She nod her head a couple times, sticking her tongue out a little, trying to shake the slight blush from her expression.

"Ahaa I'm glad to hear you're looking forward to it as much as I am!" she let out with a nod, tapping her foot just slightly. She'd totally be blushing even more if she knew that she had picked up on her little..traits of how she spoke, the awkwardness of it all--especially if she knew how it made Courage feel.

"Ah--w--Yumi! That's a lovely name! I definitely didn't know that! Well it's good to know a little more about you thenn! Oh uh you don't have to do the whole Ms. Sunderland thing, definitely just call me Heather. I know I've been around here a while but uh--I don't wanna feel any older than I am!" She said jokingly, taking that extended hand for a shake.

"I've got us all set up downstairs and such so you can follow me!" She happily led her over to the door to the basement, bringing her down the stairs to see the small little gym Heather had set up. The floors were matted and there were a couple little workout machines in the ring, mostly for keeping her toned body as Heather wasn't one to lift much weights. She unlaced her boots, kicking them off, showing off her purple and black striped thigh-highs as she moved to step onto the mats.

"If you wanna get changed, there's a little shower room right over there you can use!" She pointed it out to her, a full smile plastered on her expression.

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"I am! Truly! Thank you so much!"

Courage eagerly followed Heather into her home. So far, her worst fears had been abated. The woman who'd invited her over didn't seem to be an obsessive fan or a stranger looking to lock her in the dungeon. On the other hand, she seemed to be a kindly peer. A potential friend reaching out to a fellow in the industry to provide assistance and guidance. The thought of cost never entered the conversation, nor did it enter Courage's mind.

"Okay! Heather-chan it is!" She said with a playful giggle. She'd added the chan to the end to play off of Heather's joke about feeling older. The cutesy suffix would hopefully make her feel young and adorable!

Courage couldn't help but feel awestruck when she made it down to her basement. She was used to gyms. It was necessary for her to use them in order to keep her body in admirable idol shape! But it was always troublesome to find one that provided the appropriate privacy. But she hadn't expected a full-scale one to be in Heather's basement. It showed her passion for her body and her career. She... Was certain she would learn a thing or two from her.

"Wow. This is amazing. It must be nice not having to go to a public gym." She said, knowing full well the trials of being a celebrity in a public gym. And with that, she slipped into the shower room and set her gym bag down. There was some rustling. But when she reemerged, she was ready for her lesson!

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Her workout attire felt more revealing than her wrestling attire, despite consisting of more fabric. The t-shirt she wore was loose around her breasts. Comfortable, but exposing a great deal of her already plentiful cleavage. Her belly was exposed. It wasn't muscled like many of the other wrestlers. In fact, it remained cute and soft. And lastly, her lower half was veiled by a pair of tight-fitting bicycle shorts. The outline of her wide hips and round ass was on full display as the bottoms were practically painted on. If Heather was degenerate enough to look, she could also make out the irresistible contour of her mound.

"Ta-Da!" She posed, legs spread, arms wide. Making it harder not to take in the sight of her jiggling tits or the rest of her obscenely feminine body.

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Heather sticks her tongue out just a little at that added suffix that Courage made sure to put on like that, a tint of red full on her cheeks, wiggling around where she was standing just a little. She liked this girl for sure, it was no question to her that the two of them would get along from here on out. She took a deep breath in and out before making her way to the gym room with her, pushing her chest out a bit proudly when she saw and heard her reactions.

"Ahehee, right?? Isn't it awesome? I still go out every once in a while if I wanna work out with a few of the girls but I definitely prefer keeping down here! I've got just about everything I need working just for my style!" She was quite proud of her little personal gym that she put together for herself, having worked up to it and with it paying off it was quite the pleasing thing to her!

She gave her a bit of a bow as she went off to change, Heather lifting her arms up a bit and arching her body back to stretch herself out slightly. "Nnnh! Alright--hmhmhm." She was just thinking to herself how to go about this fully, trying to come up with a nice 'lesson plan' for the girl up until she watched her return.

Heather blinks..knowing she really shouldn't just.be staring..but as Courage posed like that..Heather just couldn't help it. Her eyes roamed up and down her body, a tint of red forming on her cheeks. She was exactly the type that Heather was attracted to most, clearing her throat to try and snap herself out of the near trance that she had looking at her, turning her head a bit. "Ah--p-perfect! Just the right sort of attire for this! G-glad to see you came prepared!!" Heather taps her foot on the mats a couple times, nodding her head, a deep breath coming in and out of her mouth.

"Mh--first uh!! Before I go into the things I think you could do great..did you have any sort of idea of the style you'd like to focus on? How you wanna fight in the ring?

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Courage couldn't help but giggle at Heather's reaction. She wasn't in tune enough with the lewd world to have considered that her trainer was having any lecherous thoughts. So instead she simply assumed she thought she looked cute! Which led to a performative, turning flourish that saw her hips wiggling! The graceful spin was indicative of her background in dance. Smooth and rhythmic. And it caused her tightly packed posterior to jiggle in its spandex prison!

A moment later and she was front-facing once more! She approached the mats, though seemed hesitant to truly step upon them. "I um..." Her smile broke at Heather's question. She considered her for a second, removing her glasses to nervously wipe them.

"I was hoping you could help with that. I... Didn't become a wrestler honestly. I was admitted because of my popularity. And once I got in the ring, well, I just tried to have fun." She confessed. It didn't seem heinous, but she knew that her statement was criminal in this world. Even if Heather didn't think so, she had been punished for her transgressions. She'd been battered, molested, and discarded. Her body had become little more than a toy for the majority of her opponents.

She drew in a deep breath and put her glasses back on. "That's... Why I'm here. I made a promise to someone that I would take this art seriously! And... I don't know where to start. I never approached my matches as fights. And honestly... I don't even know how to win." She balled up a fist at her side, frustrated with her own inadequacy. "I know the rules... But I don't know -how- to win." She finished, her hand opening and closing as if trying to shake off pins and needles.

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Heather was just..totally loving every little bit of this girl at the moment. She may not have known what she was doing..but that spin with her hips wiggling..Heather was just..melting from the sight. She took a deepo breath in and out, shakling her head to just calm herself down as much as she could, rubbing her own cheeks a little.

"Ahh hmhmhmmm I see..Well I mean! Things like that can happen! But honestly, I feel like the fact that you're t rying to make the best out of yourself after realizing what you got yourself into I think shows strength!" She honestly nod her head a couple times at her own words, meaning what she said. It was tough to get beat hard for that kind of path and then want to still keep trying to better yourself. It was something to be admired for sure!

"Noww if you had said all that, and came to m asking to like..fight your battles for you or something, then I'd probably turn you away immediately and tell you to quit." She plant her hands on her hips, tapping her foot on the mats a couple times again before waving it off. "But that's not you is it, so I'll give you a couple tips!!"

She started walking around her a little, looking her up and down as she did. If this were anywhere else..it would be considered quite the perverted gesture--but that wasn't why she was doing it! At least..not entirely. "Have you ever thought of maybe..specializing in where your body works most? Like--I think you'd be quite good with a particular set of moves! Like scissor holds--and maybeee smothers as well"

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Courage followed Heather with her eyes for as long as she could while she circled her. But she otherwise remained perfectly still. She was used to being observed like this. Not necessarily in a lewd way. But by costumers. It was imperative that her outfits looked immaculate. And often there was a button unfastened or a snag somewhere. If her pro-wrestling style was a costume... Well, it was full of tears and flaws.

"G-gil said that I should consider smothering more." She stammered a bit as she recalled the humiliating event. It had resulted in her being walked around the ring like a dog. Her attire had been ruined and she was put fully on display. And the sounds she'd made while being spanked. Her cheeks flushed and she closed her eyes as she became overwhelmed with shame. And... A little- A lot of something else.

"I do have strong legs." Her eyes opened as she confirmed. "That's just squeezing, right? I can probably do that!" She said confidently.

"Do... Wrestlers often surrender to things like that?" She considered her last match... She'd taken a great deal of damage in it. She'd had opportunities to win... But she hadn't had a move in her arsenal that could put the other woman away. Hip attacks and smothers had pleased the crowd. But they hadn't taken Chelsea off her feet...

"I need a killer move!" She declared with uncharacteristic aggression. "Something they won't get up from... Something they won't expect from... Well... From a girl like me." Her eyes closed again and her glasses fogged over. Her boisterous declaration a cover for her lack of self-confidence.