set up a meet! all cows, all the time

Betsy spars with a human girl from the gym nearby in the ring, both dressed in only their wrestling singlets. It does little to nothing to keep Betsy's chest in check though, and she soon has the other girl in a headlock, her face wedged into your cowgirl's fat tit. She's getting better for sure, and you want a good matchup for her. Human training partners just aren't cutting it anymore, and you're browsing online at the pet shop's website to try and find something useful.

"Whoa, Betsy, c'mere!" you call out in sudden excitement. She looks puzzled and comes over to you, letting the poor girl go as she bounces over to you, lightly sweating and big teats huffing as she catches her breath. She's so incredibly sexy without even trying

"Here," you turn your laptop around to show her the page for the "Bovines into Combat" page, a sub-group of anthro cows and their owners who met to have regular wrestling matches, fights, boxing, etc. There's a big titted black cow on the front page, round and voluptuous like Betsy but sporting boxing gloves and fairly muscular arms.

"They meet every month or so, and have one coming up. Casual stuff, or pro scale, whatever you like. Sounds like fun, no?" you tease, knowing her reply