Care Bear

[APlaying]

After her gym was recommended by several of LAW's favorite female wrestlers, the blonde goddess's gynmasium was becoming increasingly successful. That lonely, cluttered abode on the verge of bankruptcy had become a very profitable business. This made Garlim feel a great relief after going through such bad situations, finally life was smiling at her after a long time.

But she knew that she had to take advantage of this moment to advertise her store, she had already tried with events and others, and today she would try to make a commercial in networks by recommendation of a coworker. The truth is that she had no idea how to make a commercial that would attract attention, although it was not for lack of experience since in her MMA career she was the face of several commercials. But what was she supposed to do to get the attention of the general public? Would his figure be enough?

In the end Garlim simply decided to keep things simple, she would just use her phone to record the commercial, aside from having a script written by her co-worker on hand. Now she was ready... Or at least that's what she assumed.

“Welcome to my world where strength, sweat and seduction reign in my gym: 'The Goddess Gym'.” Garlim gives a playful wink as she continues. “You haven't lived until you've experienced the unique type of workouts and mind games that happen here.” The facility is packed with handsome trainers and burly clients. “Because pushing the limits is not only encouraged...it's demanded. Get ready to train, get naked and become a God.” Garlim leads a group of men through brutal stretching exercises before the first bell rings, his power radiating with every deliberate movement. “So grab your weights, secure your straps and hold on tight because The Goddess Gym will break you down and then bring out your wildest dominance.” The commercial stops at that instant.

Garlim after seeing this her face turned completely red with embarrassment, it was not uncommon for the blonde goddess to feel embarrassed, but this was on another level. Who would see this and dare to come here? She didn't want to re-record another commercial anyway, for her mind was a blank. And regardless of what happened, her business was already standing on its own. So a commercial like this might not hurt.

After thinking about it for a second, she would upload the commercial to advertise on the networks. Anyone within a 15 km radius could see this ad.

[Weonna]

Theodora had just finished a grueling training session when her phone buzzed with a notification. She took a swig from her water bottle before unlocking the screen, her eyebrows raising slightly at the advertisement playing in front of her. The video featured none other than Garlim, the blonde goddess herself, and within seconds, Theodora's face twisted into a mix of confusion and amusement.

"What did I just watch?"

she muttered under her breath, watching as Garlim's sultry voice proclaimed dominance over her gym, 'The Goddess Gym.' The mention of getting naked and mind games had Theodora nearly choking on her water.

Her expression flattened as she watched Garlim flex and smirk on the screen, leading a group of men through rigorous workouts. She rubbed her temple, shaking her head as the ad came to an abrupt stop.

"She actually posted this,"

Theodora said in disbelief before bursting into laughter.

"I knew she had an ego, but this is on a whole new level."

She debated whether she should even acknowledge it. After all, Garlim had already embarrassed herself enough, but the temptation was too strong. Without thinking much, she clicked on the comment section and began typing.

"I swear I didn't pass out in our match just for you to make this disaster of a commercial. Are you running a gym or a dominance club?"

She hit send and smirked to herself. That should get a reaction.

A few moments passed before her phone buzzed again—another notification. Theodora opened it and saw that her comment was already getting likes and replies, with some people agreeing, others laughing, and some very enthusiastic followers of Garlim praising the ad’s boldness.

"Oh, this is going to be interesting,"

she muttered, already eager to see how Garlim would respond.

[APlaying]

After a while, Garlim checked the notifications for her ad. The comments weren't something she didn't expect per se, there were people who recognized her and were a little shocked by the ad's approach. A woman who more than a year ago was walking out the back door of the MMA circuits, ends up making an ad so.... Bold?

Yet as embarrassed as the blonde goddess felt, her ad, for better or worse, was giving the public a lot to talk about. She didn't know if this would be a good or bad thing for her business, but when she checked the comment with more reactions, Garlim immediately recognized who it was.

“But look what we have here, I didn't expect the doormat to see my ad~! I guess she can't deny the charm of the Goddess, huh?” Garlim chuckles good-naturedly, clearly not bothered by the comment at all. “A dominance club? Hmmm, maybe I should have added that!” Garlim said in reference to how some of her appointments had been lately with certain clients, as she thought about what to reply to Theodora. There really wasn't a need to, but she came up with a couple of things for her. “Gee, funny you should highlight that How about a special training program where you can train with me and learn how to be the dominant one? Interested, doormat?” Her eyes sparkle with mischief, eager for an answer.

“I guess I'm not embarrassed at all now, Seems like everyone is very interested in the being seduced and dominated part.” She leans forward, resting her chin on her hand. “But hey... that's part of the fun!” Her laughter fills the room, infectious and full of mirth.

[Weonna]

Theodora’s smirk deepened as she read Garlim’s reply, her fingers lightly drumming against her phone screen. Of course, the blonde goddess was reveling in the attention—owning every bit of her over-the-top ad with that signature confidence of hers. But what really caught Theodora’s attention was the special training program Garlim was teasing.

“Oh? Teaching me how to be dominant? Sounds like you’re just looking for an excuse to get me alone, Goddess.”

Theodora bit her lip, enjoying the little game they were playing. She wasn’t one to ignore a challenge, especially not when it was wrapped in such interesting wording. Leaning back on her couch, she tapped out her response with deliberate intent:

“Bet. I’ll stop by later tonight. Just you and me. No distractions. Let’s see if your so-called Goddess Gym is ready for a Muscle Bear who knows how to take control when the moment’s right.”

She hit send, her smirk lingering as she imagined Garlim reading it.

“Let’s see how much teasing she can handle when I’m standing right in front of her,”

Theodora mused, her mind already racing with playful ways to push Garlim’s buttons once they were face-to-face.

Tonight was going to be very interesting.

[APlaying]

Garlim's eyes widened slightly at Theodora's challenge, a mixture of excitement and nervousness coursing through her veins. She had always enjoyed the thrill of a good match, but something about Theodora's request in particular made her heart race in a different way. “Later tonight, huh?” Garlim replies, trying to act calm.

“I'll be waiting, doormat. Ready or not, I'm always up for a good challenge” Her fingers hover over the screen for a moment, tempted to add something more flirtatious, but ultimately decides against it. Instead, she puts down her phone and takes a deep breath, her mind already shifting gears.

She had planned to spend the rest of the day relaxing after her intense training session, but now she had to make sure the gym was in top condition for her new guest.

[Weonna]

Later that evening, Theodora arrived at The Goddess Gym, dressed casually in a fitted black tank top and athletic joggers, her duffel bag slung over her shoulder. The place was surprisingly empty, save for a few dimly lit corners where the equipment stood silent, the air thick with the lingering scent of sweat and iron. It was clear that Garlim had ensured that their session would be uninterrupted.

Theodora’s smirk widened as she glanced around before making her way toward the ring. The sight of it—ropes tightened, canvas smooth, perfectly prepared—made her chuckle to herself.

"So she really did set the stage for me,"

she mused, tossing her bag onto a nearby bench.

Placing a hand on the ropes, Theodora leaned forward slightly, her tone playful as she called out into the empty gym.

“I hope you’re not making me wait, Goddess. I came all this way for my special training session.”

Her voice dripped with challenge, but there was a teasing undercurrent to it—one that she was sure Garlim would pick up on.

She stretched her arms over her head, rolling her shoulders as she waited, anticipation buzzing under her skin. Tonight wasn’t just about training—it was about pushing buttons, testing limits, and maybe, just maybe, seeing who would break first.

[APlaying]

Garlim's chest tightened as she heard the sound of Theodora's voice echoing through the empty gymnasium, permeating the air and dancing along the ropes. At that moment, Garlim's heart skipped a beat when she heard the slight challenge in the muscular bear's tone. She hurried to the gym, into her gym clothes, trying desperately to compose himself even as her nerves danced.

Spoiler

Her heart raced with a combination of excitement and nervous energy, her palms sweating lightly as she climbed the steps to the ring, each step echoing in the silence. Theodora stood at the other end of the ropes, her hands resting on her head as she arched her back, allowing her muscles to stretch deliciously.

Garlim can't help but momentarily stare at the strength and vitality oozing from the Muscle Bear, she looked as good as the last time she saw her, even just as cute. “You're just in time doormat, looks like you couldn't resist taking the lessons to learn how to dominate me, the way I did with you, no?” The blonde goddess sketches a smile, doing her best to act calm.

[Weonna]

Theodora smirked as she caught the slight hesitation in Garlim’s voice. It was subtle—just a flicker of something underneath that confident exterior—but Theodora had good instincts, and she felt it.

She lowered her arms, rolling her shoulders as she stepped toward the center of the ring, eyes locked onto Garlim.

“Oh, I wouldn’t say that,”

Theodora teased, tilting her head slightly as she took her time sizing up the blonde goddess.

“I just thought it was only fair to see if you’re really as dominant as you claim to be… or if you just got lucky last time.”

The tension between them crackled, an unspoken energy filling the space. Theodora’s lips curled into a slow, knowing grin as she stepped even closer, letting the distance between them shrink just enough to test Garlim’s resolve.

“You talked a big game in that ad,”

she continued, her voice dipping just enough to be felt as much as heard.

“Said something about breaking people down and bringing out their wildest dominance, right?”

Her smirk deepened, eyes twinkling with challenge.

“So tell me, Goddess… you gonna show me what that really means, or are you just all talk?”

She deliberately reached out, fingertips lightly grazing the side of Garlim’s arm—just a fleeting touch, a test. Theodora knew exactly what she was doing, and she could see Garlim’s muscles twitch under her touch, the way her breath hitched for just a fraction of a second.

“Or maybe,”

Theodora whispered, leaning in slightly,

“you’re just waiting for me to take control instead?”

She stepped back then, slowly, deliberately, her smirk never fading. She pulled her duffel bag off the bench and unzipped it, casually retrieving her wrestling gear.

“Let’s find out, shall we?”

she said, throwing Garlim one last look before turning away to change.

[APlaying]

Garlim smiled mischievously at what Theodora was saying. “Lucky? Please doormat, I dominated you for most of the match offensively. It's not wrong to accept that you were outclassed.” She said quietly with a chuckle, as she slowly approached towards the center of the ring at the same time as Theodora.

Once the two were face to face, Garlim raised her eyes just enough to look Theodora in the eye. The blonde goddess did not raise her head despite the slight difference in height, she wanted to remain serene and imposing in front of this girl despite not having the need to do so. Simply to mask the thrill of seeing her again, it certainly felt good to have this more casual approach.

But Theodora moved a little closer, forcing Garlim to look up, their faces almost anticipating to touch and touch each other's lips. Which made the blonde goddess' breath a little deeper than normal, with her chest making contact with the muscular bear's.

Garlim's breath caught in her throat as Theodora's fingertips brushed her arm, a shiver ran down her spine. She could feel the heat of Theodora's body, the intensity of her gaze, and she had to do everything in her power not to lean into the touch. Instead, she stood her ground, looking into Theodora's eyes with a mixture of defiance and desire. “Hmph, I think you know that perfectly well. You wouldn't be here if you thought it was just words, would you?” Garlim teased, trying to act calm. “You think you can take me down that easily? Will you have what it takes, or will you lie on my thighs again?” She moves closer, her own body brushing against Theodora's.

Garlim in normal circumstances would simply put Theodora through a protocol, the one she puts all his clients through before training. But with Theodora it was different, she had something that aroused a certain curiosity and temptation in the blonde goddess. She simply couldn't wait to hold her in her arms again.

Theodora then retreated to a corner of the ring to change her attire. Garlim stood in the center of the ring watching Theodora intently, her mouth ajar as she let out a soft sigh. “We'll see about that.” She replied as she placed her hands on the sides of her waist. “I'll prove to you that what I said in the commercial is not false advertising.” she joked.

[Weonna]

As Theodora stepped to the corner of the ring, she didn’t bother hiding the smirk on her face. She could feel Garlim’s eyes on her, and she fully intended to let the blonde goddess enjoy the view. With deliberate slowness, she turned her back to Garlim and peeled off her casual tank top, revealing the defined muscles of her broad back.

She didn’t rush as she slid her joggers down, her sculpted glutes and powerful thighs on full display for a brief moment before she reached into her duffel bag for her gear. The quiet in the gym made it all too easy to hear the slight hitch in Garlim’s breathing behind her, and Theodora’s smirk deepened.

"So she’s watching closely, huh?"

Sliding into her dark, high-cut bodysuit, Theodora adjusted the fabric so it hugged her curves perfectly, smoothing her hands over her hips before fastening her fur-lined boots. The outfit felt snug, empowering—just as it always did before a fight. She topped it off with her signature fur hat, letting her long, dark hair cascade down her back as she rolled her shoulders, preparing for what was to come.

Turning around, she locked eyes with Garlim, catching the way the blonde had quickly folded her arms, feigning indifference. But Theodora saw the slight tension in her posture, the way her gaze flickered just for a second before settling back into that too-practiced confidence.

Theodora chuckled, stepping forward.

“Something wrong, Goddess?”

she teased, tilting her head just slightly.

“You looked like you were enjoying the show.”

She took her time approaching, rolling her wrists as she walked, her smirk never fading. Stopping just inches from Garlim, she lowered her voice, her tone smooth and teasing.

“Ready for your special training, or do you need another minute to collect yourself?”

She winked, then took a step back, stretching her arms above her head, making sure Garlim had one last look at what she was dealing with before the real game began.