Vinyl shorts: Illegal moves and dirty tricks


                                            Prompts:

                                            >"So you really think you can take me huh?"

                                            >"Well just remember what you promised when you lose."


                                            >ywn roll off the couch after watching music videos with Vinyl

                                            >ywn start playfully wrestling with her in between a bunch of tangled wool covers

                                            >ywn get all worked up while she tries a bit harder to see if she can actually grapple you

                                            >ywn let her overpower you

                                            Oh god it hurts bros. Make the pain go away. What is even the point of /fit/ if she's not real.


                                            Nothing wrong with dreaming, Anon, I would like to see Vinyl work out and tighten up that fatty body enough to actually take me on.


                                            Green:

                                            >Wrestling Vinyl again to humor her.

                                            >She told you she'd been working out and practicing but the soft look to her body said otherwise.

                                            >All that extra doughiness did make her fill out that purple leotard VERY well though.

                                            >Especially when she was stretching, like she was doing right now.

                                            >The purple fabric hugged her body so well that you think she might've gotten the wrong size.

                                            >You could /clearly/ see her panty line through the thin fabric but not enough to see her sports bra for some reason.

                                            >Oh, that's because she wasn't wearing one, if the two nubs poking out from her vacuum sealed boobs were any indication.

                                            >Her signature move, trying to distract you with her body and lewdness.

                                            >Too bad you're used to such cheap tricks by now, you won't fall for that anymore.

                                            >You wait for Vinyl to finish her stretches, doing a few of your own in preparation.

                                            >She was doing cherry pickers now, bending delightfully at the waist causing the spandex to ride up her-

                                            >"You gonna keep checking me out or are we gonna do this?" Vinyl says, smirking at you from between her legs.

                                            >Okay so maybe it still worked on you.

                                            "U-uh yeah, lets get this started." You cough awkwardly.

                                            >Getting into position on the mat, you're about to ask why she wanted to do this with no one around, but she cuts you off before you can say anything.

                                            >"Ok ready, 321GO!"

                                            >Catching you unprepared, Vinyl rushes you and grabs at your core trying to get a good grappling point.

                                            >She wraps her arms around your waist and tries to take you to the floor, but your better footing keeps you upright.

                                            >Attempting to dislodge her, you grab her arms and try to pull them off of you.

                                            >She's surprisingly much stronger than the last time you two wrestled, as you can't seem to shake her grip.

                                            >So you decide to go on the offensive instead, bending over and lifting her up from her hips, taking her feet from the ground.

                                            >Sensing her leverage being lost, Vinyl pushes off of you and tries again, this time going for your legs.

                                            >It's a sloppy attempt and you easily dodge behind her and get her in a rear clinch hold.

                                            >You're about to hip throw her to the ground and end the fight when she pulls out her trump card.

                                            >"AH!~ Ohh yeah, I love it rough baby!~" She moans, grinding back into your crotch.

                                            >Caught off guard, your hold loosens enough for her to spin around and pin you easily to the floor on your back.

                                            >Once your senses come back to you, you try and shake her off, but her leverage and newfound strength keep you down and your hands pinned above your head.

                                            >Wearing that smirk again, Vinyl sits down on your lap, her pinning position putting you face to face.

                                            >"Looks like there's a new champ in town huh?"

                                            "You cheated."

                                            >Vinyl just smiles wider, leaning down further and whispering into your ear.

                                            >"Oh? And how's that?"

                                            >Y-you used your... feminine wiles to distract me."

                                            >"Not my fault you're so easy to control with this little guy." She punctuates her statement by grinding against Anon jr once again making you twitch.

                                            >"Plus, show me where it says in the rule book that I can't use my 'feminine wiles' to help me win."

                                            >You try to think of a rebuttal, but the way her breasts were rubbing against you with her nipples poking into your chest made it hard to think of anything at all.

                                            >"Ooh~ looks like someone's come out to play~"

                                            >You were now painfully aware of the large bulge in your pants currently being treated to a prone lapdance from your wrestling buddy.

                                            >"Like I said, sooo easy to control~"