Starting a wrestling club

“She wants us to do what?!” Samantha asked Jen.

“She wants us to start a wrestling club!” Jen answered.

“Like for the wrestle-meets?” Sonya asked, munching on a slice of pizza.

“Well, the meets are open to everyone and is the only place we can get proper wrestling practice in at the school,” Jen explained. “But that’s because we don’t have a registered women’s wrestling club.”

“End, to reserve the use of school facilities you hev to rent it out or sign it out under a school affiliated club!” Elsa concluded.

They were all gathered around Sam’s couch eating pizza and drinking pop. Samantha had invited them all over to hash out the details of their upcoming tag match.

“Well, we are already sort of a club,” Sonya noted. “Four should be enough members to register to the school, right?”

“I’m not a student though,” Sam pointed out.

“I think we ken qualify with three enrolled students,” Elsa pondered. “I’ll hev to double check to make sure.”

“Why does your friend want us to start a school club for anyways?” Sam asked Jen.

“She told me that there weren't enough entrants in the rookie tournament and that the WSW group was going to postpone it for a later date,” Jen revealed.

“Oh! I forgot to register!” Sam realized.

“I was going to be too busy with track this month,” Sonya said.

“Tournament? Wot tournament?” Elsa asked.

“That’s the thing. It was only advertised in WSW circles so the awareness wasn’t there,” Jen told them. “So, Monica thought that if we started a club, it might help build interest and awareness.”

“Hold on!” Samantha interjected. “You’re telling me your school is OK with a submission wrestling club?”

“Well, not submission per se…” Jen replied, not able to look Sam in the eye as she explained the duplicity involved. “We’d register as a women’s wrestling club, so people like Brenda from our weekly meets might actually join, but after hours we can go full WSW!” The others nodded in understanding. “Also, Monica said we could sign out the wrestling gym in the evening and she could cover for us for after hours sessions!”

“Which would give us the gym for our tag match!” Elsa finished. Jen nodded affirmatively with a proud grin.

“So what does your friend get out of this?” Sam asked.

“Monica said her friends in WSW were asking her to help scout for new talent,” Jen told them. “Having a wrestling club would be the perfect way to do that. She’d be the club advisor and be able to see if any of us had the potential to go pro.”

“Wait, there’s a way to go pro?” Elsa asked, dubiously.

Jen shrugged. “There’s money in performing. Access to matches are members only, remember? They make money off subscriptions and tips. The wrestlers take a cut of the subscription revenue based on their views. They get tips directly, minus a cut to WSW.”

“Well, I don’t think we’d get scouted for WSW,” Sam told Jen. “But Els and Sonya? They’ve got the bodies of Submission wrestlers!”

“Ah,but I just want to wrestle for fun! I don’t want videos of me doing this going around the Internet!” Sonya protested.

“Besides, I thot you said that you and Jen were the better wrestlers!” Elsa teased.

“I still say that!” Sam retorted. “We could out wrestle you guys all we want but that wouldn’t make us popular enough to get the views!I Jen and I are tiny! Subscribers are all into ass and tits! It’s sexy bodies that bring in the money, like you two have!”

“Well, I think you’re plenty sexy!” Elsa replied. She turned to Sonya to back her up.

“Oh yeah, very fuckable!” Sonya grinned hawkishly. “Why else would we want to wrestle you?”

Sam blushed.

“Plus, no one says you have to have big tits to be attractive!” Elsa added.

“Well it doesn’t hurt!” Samantha remarked.

“Mine aren’t so large!” Elsa added, squeezing her tits together in an attempt to push them out.

“They’re bigger than mine!” Sam observed, squeezing her tits together as well.

Sonya covered her face and groaned, “This is the setup of a porn video!”

“Now you gotta show yours, Sone! Yours are the biggest!” Sam teased.

“I don’t have enough beer in me yet!” Sonya teased back.

“I got some in the fridge!” Sam said, hopping up to fetch drinks.

“Got any good movies too?” Elsa asked, looking at Sam’s television set.

“Want to watch some WSW?” Sam asked, pulling out her phone. She opened up a stream to her TV and passed her phone to Elsa. “Go nuts!”

Elsa moved off the couch and sat next to Jen. “Oi! Jen, what’s the name of your advisor frind? We should watch some of her matches!”

“It’s Monica, but I don’t think that was her wrestler name…” Jen said.

“Din scroll through some old matches and see if you kin spot her!” Elsa replied. Sonya leaned in, interested in seeing their future ref in action as well.

“Alright…” Jen said, taking the phone. She guessed that Monica may be a few years out of the wrestling game, so jumped back five years in the archive. There were still familiar faces in the vids that still wrestled today but they were much younger looking. One of the young faces looked familiar. She started up the video to get a better look. The girl in question had those familiar curly brown locks and sharp features of Monica, only a little softer. “That’s her!” she announced.

“Ashley Catchem…” Sonya noted. “Cute.”

“That’s your girl?” Samantha asked, returning with beer for everyone. On the screen, Ashley was stretching out in her red bikini which showed off her trim, toned body. She looked more like an amateur wrestler than a submission wrestler compared to her opponent, a slender blonde with a much softer looking body.

“Uh huh, I’m pretty sure!” Jen answered, taking an opened bottle from the hostess. The camera honed in on Ashley’s pert ass as she bent down to stretch.

“Damn, she’s hot!” Sam noted, sitting down on the couch with her own bottle. “I wonder how good she is!”

They all settled in to watch. The referee signaled for the match to begin. Ashley moved in right away with purpose and confidence. She took down her opponent by the legs and was on top, controlling the head. The girl underneath struggled to get away, but the girls watching could tell that the headlock was solid and that she wasn’t going anywhere.

“This will be quick!” Sam scoffed. “Maybe we should watch another one.”

“You never know!” Elsa said.