You return on fight night to see who the coach put you up against.

Next Friday night your the warmup match. You change into your singlet, very nervous about your first match in the new wrestling federation, hoping you can make a good impression. You come out as the crowd, mostly of women, yells and whistles.

The announcer brings up the microphone. "And facing our new combatant.... the sultry blonde from San Francisco, California... standing 5 feet 9 and 135 pounds... JEZEBEL!"

The crowd claps and whistles as a blonde walks up to the far ramp. She is wearing blue boots, and a powder blue two piece bikini. Her breasts look to be 36C. Her body is sultry and sensual looking, and she has a smile on her face as she approaches the ring.

Meanwhile redheaded Leeann enters in a black bottom and black white top as the referee. You stare at Jezebel stunned. "I thought uh... she looks hot. Is she really..."

She stares at you. "Oh it's not just a weapon for her, she's a nymphomaniac."

Jazebel enters and walks forward, strutting to the center and moving right up to you as Leeann moves forward and gives instructions.

"Ok, no closed fists, break on grabbing the ropes, and follow all my orders. Shake!"

You bring up your hand and Jezebel moved forward, throwing her arms around your neck and kissing you. You feel her breasts pancake against your chest rubbing up against you and your hot immediatley. You can hear Leeann say something as your lips part slightly, and her tongue is in immediately, flattening your tongue down and probing inside you.

You grunt panting hard, your arms dropping as she keeps her tongue in and leans on you pushing you back... and you hear Leeann signal for the bell, her tongue wriggling in and out. As it rings she leans back, moving one arm between your legs an dpicking you up high in the air, holding you up over her shoulder and slamming you down in a bodyslam.

You lay there panting looking up at her.