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Silver was not a serious wrestler.
Atleast, that was the general opinion of the soft, heavy girl in her prior wrestling days.
And Silver herself could hardly blame them. Her style, her attire, even her grin all throughout every encounter. She hardly protruded an aura of extreme seriousness. With that in mind, the curvy beauty now found herself somewhat more eager to test out a more serious persona, given a new business seemed to be the right place for such.
And if all else failed?
She'd simply go back to hugging and squishing her way through every encounter. It certainly didn't hurt in the past. Hell, it even gained her a great deal of friends.
For the time being atleast, she was going to put effort into being an actual professional wrestler. Rather than just...her. Hitting the gym for likely the first time ever, the busty heavyweight now found herself in the locker-room pre-workout, already stripping down to her usual leapard print underwear prior to a change into her workout attire.
Spoiler
...she hoped.