False Sense Of Security

Debbi couldn't say she had learned much in the two training sessions, other than that she was useless at sumo wrestling and that it exercised muscles that she never knew she had. She kept herself in good shape at the gym but not for this particular activity. Not that she was bothered. She planned to lose the fight as quickly as possible, which would not be difficult. And she had been relieved to find that she was able to wear her yoga pants with a sports bra and that ridiculous heavy truss thing she'd seen the real guys wearing. By the usual standards of these events, she'd be fairly well covered.

"Are you sure ?" asked Carol, when Debbi relayed these thoughts to her on the day of the bout. She was sceptical. "You know you can't trust Diane and she's gone to an awful lot of trouble for something that might only last seconds and for which you'll be respectably dressed." Debbi saw that she had a point and began to have doubts herself as Carol elaborated. "It took a lot of effort to set up that circular ring thing in reception and the seating around it. Not to mention all the lighting and multiple camera angles Stew's set up for the live stream to Japan."

"But you've seen clips of the real thing" Debbi pointed out. "Even if I was any good, the fights normally only last seconds before one guy's pushed out of the ring." Carol admitted that this was true but mentioned again Diane's deviousness and willingness to stretch the rules. As if to prove the point, Aditty burst into the office. "Time to get changed Deb. I've got your costume here !"