Towards Ria

You decide to first meet up with Ria and get a feel for the gym before anything else.

Ria is younger than you at only 18 and a few inches shorter. According to her, she only started training a few months ago for the purpose of gaining self-confidence and for exercise. You could tell she had been working hard from the muscles taking shape on her body.

"Hey Ria, I finally made it here. Looks pretty good so far" you remark truthfully.

"Good to see you Nicole! It's always good to get another girl in here. There just aren't enough of us. It can get pretty exhausting only dealing with guys all day" she complains to you while stretching her hamstrings.

"Yeah I bet it does. My last gym was like that too. Although, everybody there learned not to mess with us girls after I showed off a bit" you say with a sly grin, thinking back to the day you essentially took over your previous gym.

"Wow really?! That sounds like a great story you should tell me some time!" Ria speaks excitedly, before glancing behind you and making an irritated face. "Look out, here comes Ryan. The number 1 jerk in the the gym."

You turn around and notice a shirtless guy who looked about 6'1 walking towards you. He was clearly a long time fighter judging from his muscular body and the confidence with which he carried himself through the gym.

"Like what you see?" He grinned with a laugh, causing you to roll your eyes at him. "I don't think I've seen you here before. You a friend of Ria's? I've been watching Ria a few times during her spars. She's made pretty good progress honestly! She's pretty good now. For a girl, that is." He finished with a smirk.

"What's that supposed to mean? Don't think girls are your equal?" You challenge him with a menacing look on your face.

"Ha! My equal? Sweetheart no girl could ever even come close to being my equal. I'm not a professional by any means but I already know I could kick any pro women's MMA fighter's ass. Easily too. Sorry but men just have the biological advantage. We're born fighters. Girls are more suited for house chores and stuff like that. Sorry but that's just evolution and biology at play." Ryan continued his misogynistic speech, enraging you more and more with every word.

"Oh is that so? How about you prove it then? Me against you. I'll show you that biology isn't on your side at all." You say with a smirk of your own, thinking of how fun it will be to destroy his ego.

"Huh? You want to fight me? Are you serious? Tell you what, I'll accept on one condition."

"What's that?" You reply.

"When I win, you go on a date with me" He says the words with a big grin while clearly ogling your chest.

You shiver slightly at the thought of ever going on a date with a guy like him, before returning a smile of your own.

"Fine. But when I win, you have to ask my permission whenever you want to use this gym." You respond.

"Deal. So we doing this or what? Those guys should be done soon enough and nobody has signed up to use the octagon after them." Ryan turns to watch the two men who were currently sparring in the octagon.

Before long they finished up their sparring and left the octagon vacant. You make your way over along with Ryan, whose eyes continue to run all along your well formed body.