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~"