The Most Unlikely Contest

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Thunder Ryuko was hell bent on taking it to Jessica Wright in the ring, wanting to crush, slam and break the woman.

She was facing her.... but in a fitness figure contest. Ryuko was sure she would win, but she wanted true payback for an in-ring defeat. Clad in a skimpy purple bikini she covered herself in a long, flowing silk robe to hide her bikini until unveiling herself.

Her music began to play and Ryuko came strutting out, swaying her hips and sauntering her way to the ring. She winked to the crowd and settled gently into a corner to wait for the arrival of that cocky bitch Jessica Wright.

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Jessica looked at herself in the mirror. She was a fit woman, no one could deny that. Least of all Jessica, as she turned to examine her backside once more. She slapped her own rear, and watched it bounce a bit. Had anyone else tried to do the same, Jessica would all but take their heads off if she could. But instead of being provoked towards violence, Jessica felt the raw satisfaction that one might feel as they marvel some amazing statue in one of the world's finest museums. Jessica was a piece of art.

She would have to be today. Jessica had won the match against Thunder Ryuko, but in the aftermath she had literally been thrown in a trash can. On her record, it was counted as a victory. But in her heart, Jessica was aching for revenge. The crew of LAW had to collect her like she was garbage. The Violent Violet was an incredibly proud woman, and she would not hesitate to grab at any chance that she had to put the former Wrestle Angel down.

One of the ways that her pride manifested itself was in her physique. Jessica was wearing a black bikini that shimmered in the light, and showed off her powerful frame wonderfully. It was a little small around her breasts and around her butt, but she supposed that was the whole point of the night's affairs.

Pridefully, she walked down to the ring, flexing for the crowd. They spurred her on, looking for more. Jessica fully intended to give it to them, and to give it to Thunder Ryuko too.

"Hey, bitch. Ready for me to put your flabby old ass to shame?" She taunted.

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Ryuko saw Jessica strutting down and flexing like she owned the place. Ryuko just smiled and shook her head while Jessica entered the ring and tried to show off for the crowd while talking down to Ryuko.

"Please, I have muscle mass unlike that little skanky ass of yours. Real women flex like this!" Ryuko said as she disrobed to show off the purple bikini the 161 pound Japanese woman strutting and tensing up her body flexing her arms, rolling her shoulders, tightening her abs and flexing her legs as she then held her arms out. "Curves and muscle mass don't just mean no definition as you can see. Unlike flabby, shaky jello thighed Americans we Japanese can combine mass and definition." Ryuko said with a smile before settling in, standing next to Jessica.

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Jessica looked over Thunder Ryuko's impressive body. How many times had she seen that powerful body lift up Natasha Khan, Beauty Ichigaya, and Mighty Yukiko as she plied her trade as a Wrestle Angel? More than she could count. And not so long ago she had a first hand experience with what that body could do after the match. At once, Jessica had a hundred emotions run through her. Anger at herself for allowing herself to be taken advantage of when it should have been her moment of victory. Pride in knowing that she had already beaten the Thunder Empress. And finally, lust that glinted in her purple eyes.

"Shame you didn't use that mass and definition when you were getting your ass kicked in this very ring," Jessica hissed. And to mirror her opponent tensing herself up, Jessica brought both arms up and flexed her powerful biceps!

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Ryuko kept posing and tightening up her body as much as possible. "Please, you got lucky. You are good, but you were lucky to win. I am a wrestling empress while you are just some stupid pretender. Gaijin can't compete in the ring with Japanese women." Ryuko said as she glared over at Jessica with look of pure disdain in her eyes.

"Isn't your beat wrestler now an old soccer mom with thunderthighs who parades around in leopard or tiger print attire? She is a trashy mom, not on par with our best."

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Jessica had to throw back her head and laugh at Thunder Ryuko's comment. It was completely ridiculous to her that even now, she was acting like Jessica couldn't hang in there with the big girls. "It looks like I knocked the fuck out of you so badly that you can't even fucking remember. Not only did I compete with you, I fucking beat you senseless. You were lucky not to leave the arena on a fucking stretcher," Jessica threatened.

"And nah. The best wrestler in this whole fucking federation is me." Jessica stated emphatically.

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"Hahaha! I was lucky to leave, yet I caught you and made you my bitch in the back because that is all you are." Ryuko said as she abandoned the posing and stood in Jessica's face. "A purple haired, cocky overconfident pile of garbage. Your wrestling is shit and you just got lucky!" Ryuko said, shouting in Jessica's face as she glared at her, egging her on. Ryuko wanted to go at it with Jessica again, not show off her body although she was sure hers was the superior figure!

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Jessica did not falter. Her enemy was nigh, getting closer and closer still, unrelenting in the face of someone who had beaten her. In many ways, she reminded Jessica of herself. It was for that reason that she found her opponent's antics so grating. The VIolent VIolet was determined to put this woman in her place.

"You're all fucking talk. It is easy to knock someone out after the match is over. And if you don't shape up, the same thing could happen to you." Jessica's threats came with a glare. "Let's do this fucking competition. I want to embarrass you once more in front of everyone. Unless you're scared."

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Ryuko smiled and posed again before the judges, strutting and holding her arms out. "I guess I can practice my victory strut for when we face off again and I leave you broken in the middle of the ring!" Ryuko said with a laugh. She was sure she was going to win this. She had more mass that the wirey Jessica. She also felt like her backside was so much nicer and curvy. She sneered at Jessica who was giving the poses much less variety than Ryuko. Sure she was incredibly buff but her heart didn't seem into any of this show. Ryuko didn't have her heart in it either but if she could fake it she knew any sort of victory over Jessica would bug the woman.

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Jessica eyed her opponent. The Violent Violet had been in the wrestling world basically since the day she was born, and part of that involved being in the best possible shape she could be in in order to slam her opponents as effectively as she could. Jessica was a fan of the weight room, and the weight room was a fan of hers. The problem that she was now facing was the fact that Thunder Ryuko, despite the fact that she was older than Jessica, had a very impressive musculature. And it could be more impressive than Jessica's.

"Homegirl, you couldn't slam your way out of a wet paper bag." Jessica put her arms behind her back, and flexed her abs. While it wasn't very popular with the people who really knew a lot about bodybuilding, it was always popular with the fans.