Cher and Evee wrestle

“Definitely not me!” Hayley called out. “I don’t need to get my butt whipped again this week.”

“Did you want to watch then?” Ava asked her.

“Actually, I was thinking this would be the perfect time to look through your bikinis,” Hayley replied.

“Oh yeah! For your friend!” Ava said.

Hayley turned to Jen and explained. “Ava told me she had loads of extra swimsuits from last season and was looking to lighten her closet so I asked if I could get one for Lina’s Birthday Party. Maybe one for Linda too!”

“The party that’s not until next summer?” Jen asked.

“It doesn’t hurt to be prepared. Plus, if I get Lina a bikini, she’ll have to wear it!” Hayley grinned at her ingenious plan. Jennifer wondered if Lina would even fit Ava’s bikini. It didn’t matter though, this was just an excuse for Hayley to get some alone time with Ava without having to outright say it. The couple went off to do their own thing, leaving Jen with Cher and Evee.

“So, how should we do this?” Cher asked the resident expert.

Jen thought about it for a moment. “Well, how well do you know the rules and regulations for WSW?” she asked.

“We’ve gone over the official rules on the website and got the gist of it from watching videos,” Cher explained.

“They seem simple enough. You cop a feel, you get a point, you eat her out, you get two!” Evee summarized.

Jen nodded. “They are pretty straight forward. Plus, you’ve already had some practice bouts, so I guess there’s nothing else left to do but have an actual match?”

“Let’s do it then!” Cher declared. “Should we get into wrestling bikinis?”

“Uh… yeah, sure!” Jen replied, feeling her body temperature rising.

Cher walked over to a locker located on one side of the room. She opened it and passed a wrestling bikini to Evee. Evee promptly undid her bra and flung it off, then slipped out of her panties. Jen’s face went bright red as she watched the leggy brunette strip fully nude in front of her. Realizing that she was staring, Jen tried to find somewhere else to focus her gaze. Cher stripped naked as well, nonplussed by the voyeur in the room. Then, suddenly, she stopped mid-bikini top and looked at Jen

Jen was ready to turn around and run out of the room when Cher said, “Oh! That’s right! Did you want to get into a ref uniform? I special ordered one for you! Hayley gave us your size!”

Jennifer felt it would be rude to refuse so simply nodded, “O… OK…”

Cher went back to the locker and took out a package and handed it to Jen. It was in a clear plastic zipped pouch so Jen could see the black and white stripes right away. She took it out and held it up. It did look like it would fit so she looked around for a place to change. The models were comfortable changing in front of others, as it was a part of their jobs, but Jen wasn’t.

Despite wanting privacy, Cher and Evee were waiting for her, so she sucked it up and started to strip. Kicking off her shoes and socks, she could feel their eyes on her. Her heart pounded as she removed her top and pants. Her heart pounded harder as she took off her bra and panties. She felt so exposed and in front of two beautiful women with far superior bodies. Thankfully they were very encouraging with their looks.

“You have such a cute body,” Evee admired.

“Th.. thanks..” Jen responded as she fumbled with the referee top. She wore the uniform as quickly as she could, squeezing herself into the tight black and white striped top that cut off at her belly. She then jumped into the tiny black panties and pulled them up. The fabric pressed firmly against her skin.

“It’s a perfect fit!” Cher cheered, checking Jennifer out.

Jennifer felt self conscious even though her referee outfit covered more than the models’ bikinis. The referee bottoms hugged her so tight she could feel a camel toe forming on her crotch and hoped the others wouldn't notice.

“OK!” Jen said, trying to divert everyone’s attention. “Let’s do a basic exhibition that will be two and a half minutes long. Standard WSW scoring. No biting, hair pulling, foreign objects, the typical rules. Do you have a timer?”

“Oh right! I knew I was forgetting something!” Cher said, smacking her head. “I have one in my room, I’ll be right back!” The blonde darted out of the room, leaving Jen with Evee. They stood in silence, smiling politely.

“So… how do you know Hayley?” Jen asked her, wanting to break the awkward silence.

“We met her at a party,” Evee told her.

“Ah… that would make sense,” Jen nodded. They fell silent again, reminding Jen how awkward she was around people when WSW wasn’t involved. She decided to steer the conversation to something she was more comfortable in.

“Have you joined the WSW Discord?” she asked.

“No, we don’t want it getting out that we are doing this sort of thing,” Evee reminded her.

“Oh, you don’t have to use your real names. We use pseudonyms there. Like, I go by Tara Nova,” Jen explained.

“Oh, I go by Evee, but my real name is Evelyn,” Evee replied.

“Uh… yeah it’s something like that.”

“But people will know me by Evee…” Evee realized.

“Well, you can make up another name to go by,” Jen suggested.

“So I should go by Cher there?” Evee thought.

“Uh…”

“It’s OK, Cher’s real name is Sheridan!” Evee smiled and nodded proudly.

The model looked at Jen and Jen looked back at her. It was a different sort of awkward silence. Jen was about to call off the whole idea when Evee burst out laughing.

“Hahaha! I’m just messing with you!” Evee revealed. “Just because I’m a model doesn’t mean I’m an airhead!”

“Oh… phew…” Jen sighed.

“But yeah, I guess we could join up if we’re anonymous.”

“It’s a good place to keep track of what’s going down in WSW,” Jen added.

“Do you post your matches there?” Evee asked.

“Oh, no, I’m just an amateur. We don’t get our matches posted. Well, not unless we get into the finals of the Rookie tournament,” Jen replied.

“Tournament?”

“Yeah, they’re holding a tournament for newbies like me to see how good we are. It’s not for another couple of weeks, but I’ve been training to make a good showing!”

“Oh? Then I hope you make it so we can watch you at work!” Evee smiled.

Jen was finally becoming comfortable around her new acquaintance as Cher returned to the wrestling room, stopwatch in hand. She had a wide eyed look on her face and devilish grin as she entered.

“What happened?” Evee asked, knowing something was up.

“I just passed by Ava’s room as I was getting the watch,” Cher grinned. “Let’s just say they won’t be interrupting us anytime soon.”

Evee made a mirthful grin and Jen couldn’t help but chuckle either. Hayley got what she wanted out of this trip at least. Not that it was a bad deal for Jennifer either. She took the stopwatch and set it.

“Alright, are you two ready?” Jen asked, trying to act as official as the ladies that refereed the real matches. Both of them squared off and nodded back at her. “Then, let’s go!”

Jen started the clock. Evee and Cher charged at each other, clashing in the center of the ring. Jen had to jump back to get out of the way. It was so different standing on the outside yet being in the midst of the action. She hoped she would be able to officiate observantly and fairly.