Hot springs for the heavyweights

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"Grrrr!!!" The champion roared when they came together in a competition in the middle of the stone pool.

As she expected, as soon as she tensed her muscles, Ambre did the same. Two powerful women began to push each other in opposite directions with such force as if their lives depended on it. If there was a place for special effects, then surely a shock wave would have swept through the air. For a few moments, the two women stood in place, unable to force each other to take a step back. Because of this, the hot water under them seemed to be bubbling.

"You needn't ask me twice!" The blonde squeezed out through clenched teeth.

Even though both women were standing in place, their upper bodies were in constant motion. Each of them tried to take the most advantageous position, so that their magnificent breasts kept rubbing against each other. Astrid didn't even notice how her nipples became hard. Being in the ring, she would certainly have been more restrained, but being in hot water with an equally hot woman...

The passions between Astrid and Ambre continued to heat up and only the blind man wouldn't notice that neither of them was going to give in. Of course, it wasn't a match, but for the descendant of the great Vikings it was a matter of principle. Astrid prepared to take a deep breath, but it was at that moment that she felt a sharp push from the Frenchwoman, which made her take a step back. Moreover, she practically took another step back, only at the last moment forcing herself to concentrate and find a foothold.

A fire flickered in her lavender eyes as she moved forward, pressing her front side even more against the front side of Ambre and making their hard abs tickle each other. Feeling the incredible strength that this woman possessed, Astrid, nevertheless, was not going to give in. As if she had moved to a new level, she pushed off with her far foot from the floor of the stone pool, launching her own offensive. She was determined to get them both back to the starting position first, and then force Ambre to back up to the edge of the pool behind her.

[Bearhug Goddess]

The clash between the two heavyweights finally began and the two bikini-clad wrestlers continued to push each other in this test of strength. This fight in a thermal spring was very different than in a ring, just because of the water at the level of their thighs which made them a little heavier and therefore a little more difficult to move, but also their outfits which forced their almost naked bodies to rub against each other.

The Frenchwoman was a big fan of muscle, being able to have so much contact with the muscles of a champion like Astrid was something she could only dream of until today... She could have been a little unsettled and shy in this kind of case, like at the beginning of their discussion, but something stopped her. Yes, Ambre loved difficult challenges, more than any muscle, and she will remain serious until her victory... Or her defeat.

After about ten seconds of debate, the Black Pearl finally managed to take the advantage of this contest by pushing Astrid back a step, then a second! It was great, she had managed to push back Astrid who was much taller than her, although they were still far from the edge... But it was enough to give even more confidence to the brunette who continued to push just as strong... But it was also a reason for Astrid to go even harder so as not to lose this duel.

“Gnghh!”

The French woman's arms began to move back and as a result, Ambre's body moved back too. She also took two steps back, the first case Astrid had surpassed her in strength while the second was mainly to replace her legs and avoid being pushed back even more. This challenge was hard, enough so that the French girl's body was already sweating and forced her to frown slightly. We should not forget that Ambre had initially come to Hot Springs to rest after her training, her body was far from having reached its limit but she was sure that she would lose if the duel dragged on.

This forced the Frenchwoman to take things even more seriously and go even harder. She sucked in a big breath of air and began to push Astrid with all her might. This time, there was no defense or stamina management, everything was focused on offense! Each of her muscles was used to advance and push Astrid back, whether it was arms and legs, her pelvis and abs were simply strengthened so that her opponent had the impression of being crushed by a wall and her body was leaned forward to important a maximum weight after each step forward.

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Apparently, unlike Ambre, Astrid had some problems with concentration. She had to spend part of her efforts trying not to distract herself from their competition. In the ring, she was helped by the stares of the audience, but in such a private setting... she just couldn't help but think about those magical touches of their tense muscles!

However, although the brown-haired woman did not become distracted by such a hot contact of their bodies, she could not cope with Astrid's retaliatory onslaught. At least not right away. Although it wasn't easy, the blonde first brought them both back to their starting position, and then forced Ambre to bring her butt closer to the wall behind her. Feeling the excitement, Astrid kicked off the stone floor again, but at the same moment the Frenchwoman found a foothold and thanks to this did not allow Astrid to continue the offensive.

Astrid was not going to stop the onslaught and continued to put pressure on Ambre, but the Frenchwoman seemed rooted to the ground, not giving the blonde an inch of space. Moreover, gathering her strength, she resumed her own offensive, forcing Astrid to take a step back.

"Grrrrrrr!!!" Came out through her teeth.

Considering how many tests of strength Astrid had had since the beginning of her career, she knew well that it wasn't just pure physical strength that played the most important role here. Endurance, agility, and even flexibility can allow you to win. And in those rare cases when the opponents are equal in all respects, willpower comes into play. She was well aware of this because the only time she lost the test of strength, she only momentarily doubted herself, which allowed her opponent to defeat her and force her to kneel down. And although she hated losing, she was grateful to Ostberg for reminding her that she should never doubt herself.

Astrid's knowledge and experience could certainly help her in this confrontation. And if they were in the ring, she would surely use them to defeat the woman in front of her. However, right now she felt more than just a desire to win. Now she felt the desire to overcome the monstrous power that this woman possessed. So instead of using anything else, Astrid decided to respond to Ambre in the same manner.

"GGHHHRRR!!!"

Filling her lungs with air, Astrid strained her arm muscles so hard that her veins bulged. Resisting the pressure of the Frenchwoman, she was able to stop. Without losing her concentration, she intended to force Ambre to take a step back. But the more she pressed on Ambre, the more her arms shook, as a result of which she was forced to take her own step back.

Due to the fact that both women did not use any tricks at that moment, instead preferring the most straightforward approach, their bodies stuck together like two chewing gum. From the pelvis to the collarbones, not even a credit card could be inserted between them. Slowly but surely, Astrid began to realize that physical strength alone was not enough. But damn it. As always, she wanted to know if she could stand the test. That's why she didn't back down. She continued to press on Ambre, which in a few moments led to another step back.

She didn't even have to turn around. Instinctively, she knew that one step back and her butt would be pressed against the stone wall of the pool. Those same instincts literally started demanding that she use everything she could, not just physical strength. Astrid used to trust her instincts and intuition, but this time she ignored them.

Drawing air into her lungs again, she leaned forward, literally putting all the power she was capable of into the muscles of her arms. Now the swollen veins could even be seen on her face. Time seemed to freeze as she couldn't think of anything but the intention to push Ambre back, but then...

There was the sound of a splash of water, which was the result of Astrid's butt pressing against the wall of the stone pool. She had nowhere else to retreat, she was literally sandwiched between Ambre and the wall of the pool, which made everything even hotter. And although she still hadn't relaxed her arms, her mind had already got what it all meant. Pure physical strength alone was not enough to defeat Ambre. For a brief second, a lump rose in Astrid's throat, which was not surprising, because only a liar would not have felt the bitterness of defeat at that moment. But then she partially relaxed her arms and allowed herself to exhale like a locomotive releasing steam.

"Congratulations, huh!" She said it with barely perceptible bitterness, but above all with absolute sincerity. "Good job!"

[Bearhug Goddess]

Even though Ambre was not the type of woman to be confident in herself, she was still very competitive. Her goal was simple, to become the strongest heavyweight in order to one day be able to become champion and she took this goal very seriously. She may have been rather small for her size, but she was nonetheless strong and had only fought heavyweights since the start of her career, only fighting against heavier, taller, more agile women at times. .. But above all, a better powerhouse than her. However, this did not stop the Frenchwoman from continuing to fight, to improve and above all to remain undefeated in a test of strength.

These were not empty words, the Black Pearl showed almost perfect strength and technique for this type of duel. Whether powerful wrestlers like Honie, giants like Vera or veterans like Lydia, no one had managed to defeat the Frenchwoman in a test of strength. Her arms and legs were powerful, her body was as hard as a wall, her small size allowed her better support on the ground... Ambre had learned naturally how to use her body's strengths to her advantage... And that should have been enough to defeat Ostberg at her PPV in a few weeks.

“Grrr...!”

But back to the present. Ambre fought against the openweight champion in the hot springs and it wasn't the easiest duel she had! Maybe it was because of how tired she was from training today, maybe it was because of their simple bikini clad bodies rubbing almost sensually against each other. ...Or simply that Astrid was extremely powerful! The two wrestlers fought like lionesses and even though the conditions were special, the Black Pearl remained serious as if she were facing a real champion in a ring.

The grunts were louder and louder, their breaths faster and louder, their bodies hotter and hotter. The duel was tight and even though Ambre didn't take her eyes off her opponent or step back, she could feel her hips and body tilting back and forth. Strength, endurance and balance were essential in this type of fight and Ambre knew this only too well, she who was sorely lacking in endurance had an asset which allowed her to prevent the fights from dragging on until 'until she finds herself out of breath.

Focus on the attack. Abandon defense to only attack, inflate your muscles by sucking in a breath of air to be even stronger and achieve your objective, push back Astrid and defeat her!

"Grrrr...GRAAAAHHHHH!!"

The duel only lasted about thirty seconds but it was the most intense seconds that Ambre had experienced since she became a wrestler. His body was so light during this duel but suddenly became heavy at the end of this duel. She was still pressed against Astrid, slightly snuggled against the blonde's muscular body as she panted slightly from fatigue. She was at the end of her strength but she had succeeded, she had beaten a champion and was still undefeated!

"Haaah...Haahhh..."

Her arms fell into the water and the Frenchwoman took a few steps back, wiping the sweat from her forehead with her wet hand then meeting her opponent's gaze. It was an unexpected scenario... Ambre didn't expect to win this duel but... Deep down, it was what she wanted. Her body continued to beat hard, perhaps harder than during their clashes, it was the excitement of having won against a champion. She couldn't stop smiling, she was so proud of herself... But it was thanks to Astrid. If the blonde hadn't pushed her so much, she would never have dared to challenge Astrid and she would never have felt this feeling. This feeling of pride, confidence and wanting to continue to be stronger.

She didn't look down, looking into the blonde's eyes with stars in her eyes as she extended her hand forward, for a friendly shake but also to help Astrid stand up.

“Thank you so much Astrid... It was an amazing test of strength !”

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When the confrontation ended, Ambre quickly unraveled their fingers and took a step back, creating a space between them. And although this was not surprising, in a way it was even sad. At least for Astrid. If such a heated confrontation had continued with something even more heated... nah, this, of course, could not be, the blonde should more often keep her fantasies under control.

Since Astrid was still on her feet and only her butt was pressed against the stone wall of the pool, the hand that Ambre extended to her was not a helping hand. But that didn't stop the Norwegian woman from reaching out her own hand and shaking Ambre's hand as a sign of the end of this confrontation. She smiled at the Frenchwoman, seeing how her eyes were shining.

"It really was," she confirmed. "Don't lose that sparkle in your eyes."

She had no reason or desire to justify what had just happened. She was curious to see if she had enough pure physical strength, and if she was afraid of the answer, then there was no point in the competition itself. So Astrid just drew conclusions. Besides, maybe it wasn't just that. Maybe it was also the fact that even though it's unpleasant, sometimes you just have to lose. If this victory really becomes fuel for this woman in the upcoming match, then this defeat was worth it.

"Well," Astrid said. "I guess on that note, I should leave you."

Not so much because her paid time was coming to an end, but because she understood that further events would not develop as hotly as before, and at such moments you always need to leave the stage. At least that's what her experience told her. She felt a little regret about this, but sanity tried to remind her that not every strong woman she was destined to have a hot time with. As they say, our street will have a holiday, too. But not today.

"Take care, Ambre," she said, slapping Ambre lightly on the shoulder. "And stay determined, especially in the upcoming match."

Astrid didn't really like it when someone wished her luck, and she didn't like wishing good luck to someone either. It seemed to mean that your life depended on chance, not on you. Astrid absolutely disagreed with this. Therefore, she considered her words much more appropriate. Smiling one last time with a barely perceptible note of sadness, she was going to walk around Ambre and then cross the pool.

[Bearhug Goddess]

Ambre didn't really know how to react, she was happy to have won but wondered what Astrid might be feeling at that moment. More than a wrestler, she was a champion and losing a duel could surely make her sad or angry. She then quickly withdrew, not wanting to make this duel more humiliating for Astrid, and held out her hand to her, a little shyly, without really knowing why. Despite her last haphazard actions, her face showed pleasure and a sincere smile. She was proud, proud to have won this simple contest and to have had confidence in... Even if it lasted barely longer than a minute.

Astrid accepted the Frenchwoman's handcuff and the Black Pearl did not take her eyes off her opponent. She noticed that something was wrong and this was confirmed by the words of Astrid who announced her departure.

"Hmm ?.."

Unlike Astrid or many wrestlers, Ambre was pure... Almost innocent. Although she was attracted to muscular women, she was especially interested in the challenge and surpassing herself. Astrid made her feelings felt and although she won this duel, she knew it wasn't enough. A simple test of strength was not enough, she also had...

But she didn't dare ask or detain the blonde. Astrid seemed to have her own expectations, her own desires and her own opinion of this duel. Ice seemed to be forming between the two heavyweights and that scared the Frenchwoman a little. She didn't want Astrid to leave her like this, she didn't want this disappointment to remain a bad memory that would taint their relationship...

But what relationship? Before meeting, Ambre acted more like a fan towards Astrid but this relationship has evolved a little since they started talking. They had only known each other for a few minutes and they opened up a little by revealing themselves a little more than usual and sharing their feelings... But that wasn't enough to be considered friends.

No, they couldn't be friends. Astrid was a champion and Ambre a challenger... They were necessarily rivals and Ambre had to act that way. She sighed deeply when she saw Astrid leave and clenched her fists. The blonde taught her to have confidence in herself, it was the time to show that her lesson had not been in vain!

“Astrid!”

She then called out to her former adversary, keeping a serious look with a slight frown. She had to break this ice by showing the flame of her determination. She was the Black Pearl, one of the physically strongest heavyweights but above all the one who wanted to become champion of her weight category. She had only fought against heavyweights and even if Astrid Ardvisson was the openweight champion, she was still a heavyweight.

She tilted her fist in front of her, aiming at Astrid with it while continuing to look at her seriously. Her eyes not only showed stars but also flames. This time, she was determined to fight as a challenger and defeat everyone who stood in her way, even the champions. She didn't want to stand proudly alongside the other champions, now she wanted to stand above them all.

"I won't be satisfied with just this victory ! Next time, I will defeat you in the ring, so become stronger to get your revenge in our next test of strength !"

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Realizing that the best part of this meeting was over, Astrid walked around Ambre and headed for the opposite side of the pool. She hadn't expected to leave the springs so soon, but even she couldn't deny that sometimes you just have to adjust to circumstances. Perhaps thanks to the women she had met before, she was too used to counting on something more. And because of that, she forgot that not everyone needs it.

Taking her time, the Norwegian woman reached the middle of the pool, but was forced to stop because Ambre called out to her. She did not immediately turn her head because she was sure that the brown-haired woman just wanted to say goodbye or something. But she was wrong.

And if she took Ambre's first words about a potential match and her desire to win well enough, because that's exactly the confidence she was trying to instill in the Frenchwoman, then the next words made the descendant of the great Vikings involuntarily clench her fists. Yes, Ambre was stronger than her in terms of pure physical strength, the facts did not allow to question this. But if Ambre thought that because of this she got the right to give Astrid advice to become stronger, then she was very wrong.

The blonde turned slowly over her shoulder. And for the first time since the beginning of this meeting, one could see in her lavender eyes something that could not be seen even at the moment when Ambre confused her with Cecilia and thereby unwittingly insulted her. Cold rage.

Astrid liked this Frenchwoman, otherwise she would not have spent time trying to help her gain self-confidence. And she certainly wouldn't fantasize that this meeting could end even hotter than the water in the pool. However, even because of this sympathy Astrid was not ready to forget about one thing. Yes, she may not be the strongest woman in terms of pure physical strength, but at the moment she is the strongest fighter in the entire federation.

"Be careful in your words," she said in a much lower voice than before. "Otherwise, you risk waking up the dragon."

Even with all her cordiality, she remained one of the proudest women here. And although she didn't have the habit of reminding of her status at every step, Ambre's advice to become stronger sounded too arrogant. However... Astrid didn't want to leave this woman on too cold a note. So she forced herself to take a deep breath, after which the rage disappeared from her lavender eyes.

"Your muscles are really stronger than mine today," she said, before trying to convey another kind of wisdom to Ambre. "But don't let it blind you."

Unclenching her fists, the blonde turned her back on Ambre again and headed for the stone steps of the pool. It might have seemed that she would not say or do anything more, but after a few steps, the blonde bent her right arm at the elbow, stuck out her index and middle fingers and smoothly waved them aside in the style of adios.

"By the way," she said without turning around, this time in the same cheerful voice as before. "You had a chance to get not only a test of strength from the champion, but also a kiss, and maybe even something better."

It wasn't an empty flirtation, an attempt to tease Ambre or smooth out the corners of the situation, it was all together. After getting out of the pool, Astrid grabbed her big towel and headed to the locker room.

[Bearhug Goddess]

Ambre remained standing, still in the same place she had been from the beginning and looked attentively at Astrid who had stopped. She noticed a lot the moment she finished her sentence, something she would remember for the rest of her life, Astrid's cold anger. The blonde's fists were clenched, her gaze was cold and hostile... But not to the point of terrifying the French woman but enough to impress her.

Unlike their first interaction, Black Pearl was ready to face whatever was coming. She was the type of woman to stand behind her words and if being a little confident was a reason for Astrid to start a fight, then she was ready. Fortunately for her, this was not the case, the champion only showed that she was not just anyone and that even if she was strong, the Frenchwoman still had a long way to go to reach her level.

It was true, Ambre didn't deny it, but Astrid's words let out a smile that showed her amusement but also her excitement at the situation. She wasn't as confident as Astrid was when she started, she wasn't the type of person to step in in the middle of a promo to challenge one of the best wrestlers in LAW... But she wanted to have a glimpse of what the openweight champion must have felt at that moment...

“Mhhh!..”

Ambre had no mentor, no ally, no rival and no enemy. She did it all on her own, not looking to have an impressive start to her career to stand out from others or seek special treatment. Unlike some of her acquaintances, she did not consider herself as someone special and even less as a "Goddess". She was simply a jewel that was polished after each meeting, after each fight, after each training. Maybe one day it will become a real treasure or maybe it will break... No one would know, least of all the Black Pearl itself.

But she was enormously grateful to Astrid for tonight, she was able to learn a lot about the best wrestler in LAW, about her past, her beginnings and her situation as a challenger and champion, and above all she was able to learn on her. This meeting was surely beneficial for the French woman alone but Ambre would be able to show herself indebted to Astrid, one day, by keeping her word.

“Take care of yourself, Astrid.”

And this is how the meeting between a champion and the one who wanted to become one ended. It took a few seconds for the French girl to digest Astrid's last words which had made the French girl red and who was left submerged in the water with her head half underwater. Luckily Astrid had just left... But on the other hand, no, it was unfortunate. Ambre had perhaps succeeded in making this end of the conversation less cold but her presentiment told her that something was missing... As if Astrid was expecting something from her?

“What was missing to make this meeting unforgettable for her…”

The Frenchwoman then thought for long seconds, then minutes, without being able to find an answer to her questions. In any case it was probably too late, she had to think about something else, something much more important and which was fast approaching... Fight The LAW 6 and her match against Astrid Ostberg. With this new lesson, she was more than ready to take on the former heavyweight champion. She was not only physically ready, she was starting to be mentally ready and this could only show a good development for the rest of her career.

The end.