Female Wrestling Queen
Characters
Claire, 18 y/o short brown hair / 5'4 / blue ice eyes / curvy figure / c-cup / freckles
Kristan, 18 y/o long blonde hair / 5'2 / blue eyes / slim / b-cup
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As the bell rang ending school all the students grabbed their books and rushed out of their classrooms to head home. As all these kids scrambled to leave the school claire who was a member of the school female wrestling team made her way to the gym and locker room for practice. Cliffton High's female wrestling team was pretty smll consisting of only a few members with Claire being the leader as well as the best fighter. The 18 year old Senior had been wrestling since her second hear in high school and was now quite good at it. She was so good in fact that she had even competed against some of the members of the boy team and won but those were all for fun and not competitive.
Once in the locker room Claire walked up to her red colored locker punched in the code and opened it to start changing. She stripped off her normal class attire and began the process of putting on her wrestling uniform. Unlike some of the other more masculine members of the team Claire was still a feminine and attractive girl. She was only 5'4 with short shoulder length brown hair, piercing blue eyes similar to ice, perky c-cup breasts, a curvy build, and a freckle covered body from head to toes. She also had a decently muscular build but it did not detract from her attractiveness. Claire also knew just how cute she was - intentionally flaunting it around the school. She had on more than one occasion stolen a boyfriend from another girl and had several one nights stands - rumor has it she even seduced a teacher or two following her 18th birthday.
Claire finished dressing in her uniform and headed out to practice with the rest of the team.
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The wrestling girls headed back into the changing room putting on their normal clothes and leaving once practice was done. Claire had taken her time and stayed a bit later to g over some new moves for an upcoming competition she had. She was still in her red and yellow striped wrestling uniform which hugged her curves tightly showing off her nice ass and cleavage. Claired walked into the room and once again unlocked her locker so she could change back into her regular clothes. Claire pulled out her gym bag and tossed it onto the bench beside her before opening it up to pull out her change of clothes. Just as her left hand reached into te locker to grab her light blue top she heard the room doors swing open and a voice - a familure voice - a rival voice.
"Hey bitch. Fucked by boyfriend lately?" the voice said.
Although the statement could have been from one of several girls whos boyfriends she had teased or slept with Claire knew just whos voice this was. Claire turned her head her blue eyes looking right at the slim blonde figure of Kristan the Cheerleader Captain. Claire and Kristan had been rivals for a while. Kristan was a classic Cheerleader like out of a late 1980s or 1990s movie while Claire was a bit of a tomboy but also a slut and flaunted it.
"How recently is lately?" Claire responded with a smile knowing she had fucked Kristan's boyfriend probably more recently then Kristan was even aware.
"Why cant you just mind your own business. Leave me alone - leave my boyfriend alone. You know you have a reputation for being a total whore around here. I wonder what yours parent would think of all that." Kristan snapped back looking angry but also cute in the red gold and white of her cheer outfit.
"What i do with your boyfriend is my business - maybe you shouldn't worry yourself." Claire said with a smirk her eyes scanning over the figure of the cheer captain.
"What - I -you -" Kristan stuttered not knowing what to say to Claire's blunt response.
Claire looked up and down Kristan scanning her with her ice blue eyes. Kristan was probably about two inches or so shorter than Claire with long blonde hair a very petiet frame and small but perky b-cup breasts. she only looked more cute in the team's cheer uniform. There was no doubt - and even Claire would agree - that Kristan was a little cutie. As Claire scanned over her fellow 18 year old classmate she thought of her next moves and what to say.
"Maybe he comes to me because you cant give him what he wants and needs. What did that boyfriend of yours tell you exactly?" Claire asked.
"He said you two had sex! What else do i need to hear?! You were a whore and fucked my boyfriend!" Kristan burst back at Claire.
"Well - more accurately I fucked him - " Claire said taking a step closer to Kristan.
"I - Whats the difference? What does that matter?" Kristan asked taking the bait Claire had dangled in front of her.
"Well - saying he fucked me sounds like he was pumping his dick in my holes. Which maybe is what he does to you - but I'm the one in control when I fuck. I fucked that boyfriend of yours with one of my nice sized strapons. You may call me the slut but Brian was the one moaning and acting like the slut as far as I'm concerned." Claire said with a smile taking a step closer to Kristan who had taken a step back without noticing.
"You - that - my Brian wouldn't let something like that happen! Hes not like that! Hes on the football team!" Kristan barked back trying to understand what Claire had said convinced she was lying to push her buttons.
Claire had a plan in her mind and was now going to act on it. Kristan's boyfriend Brian was a pretty fun pegging partner and clearly Brian didn't tell his sweet cheerleading girlfriend the whole truth so Claire would and she would use it to her advantage too.
"Dont believe me? Check this out-" Claire said with a chuckle reaching into her gym bag on the bench and pulling out her phone to pull up some photos before tossing the phone over to the cute blonde.
Kristan didn't say a word as she looked down at Claire's phone. The proof was right here in color. An image of Brian getting pegged by Claire. And it was not just one image but several in different positions and even two videos. She could not argue with what she saw. Images of her strong football playing boyfriend getting pegged by the female wrestling captain - some with him even bound and gagged like a BDSM fetish. As Kristan stared at the images blankly Claire took more steps forward. Kristan was now inches away from Claire's face shocked. She went to take a step back to make some distance but she bumped against the cold metal of the locker behind her with nowhere to go.
"Your big strong athlete isnt what you thought he was." Claire said simply looking slightly down at her.