In the utility shed

All week long, Elsa couldn’t stop thinking about her upcoming match with Sonya. Her match with Sam had been so impromptu that she didn’t have to worry about how things would go. Now, she was getting competition anxiety, going over possible outcomes in her head. She even loaded up WSW matches to watch before bed, just to immerse herself in the sport.

She realized that there was so much more to WSW than just rolling around and trying to fondle your opponent. There were techniques and tactics that the women were using to gain the upper hand. This only made Elsa even more nervous about her upcoming match. Sonya mentioned that she took wrestling practice. Even if the blonde runner was a novice at wrestling, that was still a step ahead of where Elsa was at. Elsa had only had 3 WSW matches under her belt and she was pretty sure two of them weren’t according to the proper rules.

Elsa studied the regulations to make sure she didn’t look like an amateur when she faced Sonya. The tall blonde did admit to being new, but Elsa didn’t want to be called out for not knowing what she was doing. So, for the next few days, Elsa practically absorbed WSW. She was picking up the names of the wrestlers, even going on to finding a favorite in Leah Piper, who was another brunette and showed off technical prowess that Elsa wanted to emulate.

Finally, it was the morning of their scheduled match. Elsa felt the butterflies in her stomach as she got out of bed. Thankfully it was way too early to run into her roommates, so she showered, dressed, grabbed some food and left their apartment.

Sonya had a spot they could wrestle in private, which was good with Elsa. She wasn’t sure she could risk another go at the pool, especially in the morning when everyone would be coming in. They agreed to go earlier in the morning so that there would be less people around but Sonya assured her that they wouldn’t be bothered either way. Elsa worried she would be too tired to think clearly, let alone wrestle, but the anticipation for the match had her wired. The crisp, morning air also helped to wake her up, sending a chill down her spine to motivate her to warm up.

Elsa met up with Sonya at the fitness center. To Elsa, Sonya looked bright eyed and fully alert. Of course, the track star was used to early morning workouts. Sonya led Elsa out into the fields. It really was in a deserted part of the campus, a good trek out from the buildings. There, behind a fence covered by a thicket of bushes, was an old utility shed.

“Is det safe?” Elsa questioned.

“Hasn’t fallen down yet,” Sonya shrugged. “It’s sturdy, don’t worry.”

Sonya moved a wooden slat aside and they squeezed into the small shack. It was dark inside until Sonya turned on an LED light. Elsa was impressed to see a miniature ring setup encompassed by storage shelving.

“What do you think?” Sonya asked.

“Not bad…” Elsa nodded.

“Well then, are you ready to get started?” Sonya asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Absolutely!” Elsa grinned, putting her backpack down and pulling out her wrestling outfit.

She’d seen everyone wearing string bikinis in the videos, but she didn’t have any official uniform. Fortunately she had a large selection of beachwear to compensate. She shed her jacket and laid it on one of the empty shelves. Next, she pulled off her top and bottoms as if she were in a typical change room. She stripped nude, then held up her swimsuit as Sonya tilted her head and watched with a demure grin. Elsa raised her eyebrow and asked, “Are you going to change too or are you jest gonna watch?”

Sonya opened up her jacket and slid down her track pants. She had a t-shirt and panties underneath which she promptly removed as well. Both of them were used to changing in front of other women, but under the circumstances, this was titillating to each of them. It was like a little tease for things to come.

“Green, huh?” Sonya noted about Elsa’s swimsuit. “It suits you! I like how it matches your hair!”

“Yours matches your hair too!” Elsa pointed out with a smile. Sonya was in a sunshine yellow two piece.

They both sized each other up now. Elsa noticed Sonya’s thick calf muscles and toned thighs. Her running has finely honed that part of her body. It was a stark contrast to Elsa’s body structure, which had broader shoulders and strong arms from her swimming. This was going to be an interesting matchup.

Sonya went to one of the shelves and set the timer of her clock. “Let’s do a 2 minute match.” she announced.

Elsa stepped into the ring, which was an old gym mat. She could feel the foam depress under her feet so it still had some spring to it. Her blood was pumping, she was excited and ready to see how things went. Her opponent was a goddess of a woman so she wasn’t worried about the outcome, but taking a win over the statuesque blonde was giving her ideas.

Sonya eyed her green streaked rival like a piece of meat. She had ideas of her own after their match.

“Ready?” she asked her opponent. Elsa licked her lips and nodded. Sonya started the timer and stepped into the circle. “Good luck!” she called out.

Elsa waited until Sonya was in and prepped before moving in. She wasn’t about taking shortcuts and trying to get an edge by catching her opponent off guard. She wanted to win through pure skill and ability.

Sonya was on guard and they circled the ring looking for openings. Elsa noted that Sonya’s form wasn’t the same as the wrestlers she’d watched on the videos. She stood taller and was more braced to charge in rather than pounce. In fact, as Elsa was contemplating this, that’s exactly what Sonya did!

Elsa quickly dove out of the way and got back to her feet. Sonya halted her momentum and pivoted towards her. Elsa rolled away to safety again, but Sonya immediately changed trajectory and was making another charge towards her! This time, Elsa dove forward, vaulting over Sonya’s rushing body. She tucked and rolled, landing on her feet. She turned around to see Sonya still hot on her trail!

If this match was going to be a chase down, Elsa was pretty sure Sonya would catch up to her in the end. She needed to come up with a way to turn the tides.