jump right into things

There's an event the following night, so after a good, long day of bonding, screwing, and some light training and education on the subject, you two are bound for the arena. It's a bit small for a stadium in terms of seating, but then again there aren't as many morphs as there are people in the world either.

You walk alongside Helena, reaching the wrestler's entrance inside where a chesty camel and a cute raccoon girl await. The camel has a sultry and suggestive look to her, perhaps at all times by how steady it is, while the raccoon looks so adorable you almost feel guilty for looking at her modestly perky breasts.

You show her the registration ticket you'd had printed out from the website when you signed up, the raccoon looking it over quickly and handing it back. "Alright, you're good," she says in a high, perky voice that says everything's sunshine and daisies. "I'm Rita, and I'll be your attending official tonight. Your locker's right in there and you've got an hour or so before anything starts up, so take your time. Anything you might need, you can ask one of the attendants or Jen and me out here. Welcome to the 4F, and have a lot of fun, kay?"

"Right. Thanks," you say, surprised that a precious thing like her's involved in a place like this. Takes all sorts. You open the door for your brawny lover and head into the locker room.