The doll

Considering the large impact of a loss, any loss, maybe you should start as easy as possible. “Um… can I ask, who has the worst record?”

Penny laughs, eyebrow raises “oh? You wanna start easy? Honestly you might not have a good chance with any of them… but the doll is the only without a winning record.”

You nod, maybe that makes sense. A cute little sissy doll should be less intimidating, and maybe more winnable. And you’d masterbated to femboys crossdressing before, and this isn’t too far off from that right?

“Ok… I guess I should take on the doll then.” You say with more nervousness than you’d like.

“Good slut. Oh, I should warn you… while they have multiple losses, since they were collared by the Rubber Queen, they’ve been in an undefeated streak, four matches in a row.”

Well… shit.

Penny leaves to prep for the match and get everything ready, as you are left to stretch and get ready. It doesn’t take long, before penny comes back, dressed in a sexy ref outfit with booty shorts and a ref shirt tied up to shot her toned abs, and leads you to the match. Past the rest of the gym is an attached room, with a one way mirror so the rest of the gym may watch. Inside was a large wrestling match, a small currently empty set of bleachers, two camera women, and two distinguished figures. The first was a tall shiny rubber covered woman, with massive breasts and a hand on the shoulder of the person you guess is your opponent. Looking at him, you get why they are called the doll.