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Halfway through the first semester of her junior year, Patty regretted turning down the shy sophomore with the high grade-point average. He had been on a full scholarship for engineering and seemed serious, but she saw how he had looked at her, and when he told her he had never shared an apartment with a woman before, she quickly eliminated him.
She was used to the look. She weighed a hundred sixty pounds, but it was distributed on her six-foot-two frame in a way that made most men stare.
Her teammate, Gia, had seemed a more sensible choice at the time. They were on the same page when they talked about cleaning, groceries and other apartment matters. When Gia asked Patty if she had a problem with her entertaining her lesbian girlfriends, Patty told her she had just broken up with a boyfriend but had another prospect in sight. Both girls promised to give each other plenty of notice when they were expecting special guests.
Although Patty was a fierce competitor in the heavyweight category, her unusual stature made her reticent and self-effacing when she wasn't on the mat. On the other hand, Gia, who weighed only a hundred and five, was always feisty and aggressive. She came from a wealthy family and was spoiled by parents and servants, so she was used to getting her way. That didn't bother Patty, who usually gave in when they had disagreements.
The reason Patty wished she hadn't turned down the sophomore boy were two things Gia had neglected to mention to her: She liked variety in her sex life and what excited her most was seducing straight women. By the time it became clear that Gia wanted her, it would have been a major distraction from classes and training to make other living arrangements, so Patty decided to suck it up and endure the unpleasantness until the school year was over.
It began with them sitting around one night and talking about love-life challenges. When Patty shared some of her unfortunate experiences with boys who were either intimidated by her or who used her to show off, Gia asked if she had ever dated women. Patty said no and admitted even her worst experiences with men hadn't made her consider women as an option.
Gia told her she should be more open-minded and proclaimed that there were only two kinds of women: lesbians and bisexuals. Lesbians, like herself, would never have sex with a man. But every other woman could, and often did, switch back and forth from men to women. Her proof was a list of celebrities who had done that.
The conversation was just a difference of opinion, until Gia bragged that she could satisfy Patty better than any man ever had and she should at least try it once. When Patty said that the idea was repugnant to her, Gia got angry and ended the conversation abruptly.
Patty avoided the subject from then on, but Gia did the opposite. As the weeks went by, she found ways to praise Patty's body in imaginative and graphic ways and explained what she would do to various organs and glands that would drive her wild.
Patty had heard similar stuff from drunken male jerks, but Gia was more blatant and crude than any boy had ever been. Patty knew Gia was using the strategy of alternately wooing her and verbally raping her by putting sexual imagery in her mind. She was trying to wear her down.
It didn't work because Patty had no bi-curiosity. She'd always had close girlfriends, and they often kissed, embraced and comforted each other. She loved many of them fiercely, but they never attracted her in the way men did.
She became angry when she noticed Gia's campaign was making her self-conscious. When she and her girlfriends hugged and kissed, she began thinking of Gia and wondering what her friends were thinking. She hated herself when she had such thoughts and wondered if her friends noticed.
What angered her more was Gia's claim that only someone who was sexually attracted to women could be a good female wrestler. Gia told her it was just like men who became priests so they could get to young boys.
Sometimes Gia's words came to Patty in practice, and she would get so aggressive that her teammates and coach would try to calm her down and tell her to save it for the match. She was upset with herself because such overly aggressive behavior was typical of Gia. The coach and her teammates expected Gia to be like that and never called her when she went too far.
Gia continued messing with Patty's head. She told her that her blow-ups proved she wanted woman sex and could no longer control her denial. She said Patty had first fooled her by acting calm and placid when she wasn't competing, while all the while, she was like her, meaning she liked rough, butch sex.
Gia said that she enjoyed dominating submissive girlfriends, but best of all was the thrill of locking horns with another bull, especially a woman who was bigger and stronger than her, like Patty. Humiliating and demeaning them sexually gave her tremendous orgasms. She said in many ways, it was like wrestling for a championship, at least until she subjugated her fierce opponent. After she had been conquered, the girl would enjoy becoming Gia's sexual toy and relish each new degradation introduced into to their relationship.
One night, Gia promised Patty, "You will be my biggest sexual conquest ever, and just thinking about dominating and mortifying you is making me come right now. Once I do, you're going to love being my girly submissive and beg me to fuck you all the time."
After hearing that, Patty stormed out of the apartment and had to walk back and forth in front of the library a few times before she was calm enough to go in. Even then, it was hard to concentrate on studying. She realized that something had to be done because her grades were suffering and she was in danger of losing her athletic scholarship.
She managed to avoid being alone with Gia in the apartment for a few days, but the next time they were together, Gia picked up where she had left off. She told Patty about a website for lesbian humiliation wrestling. The girls wore skimpy bathing suits and in addition to getting points for the usual takedowns, reversals and other moves, they would also score if they were able to take advantage of their opponent sexually.
"The contests are pretty wild," said Gia. "Fondling and fingering are allowed, and sometimes big girls like you, lose to small ones like me, because they get too distracted.
"The only thing I don't like is the stupid thing at the end of the match, where the winner puts on a strap-on dildo and gets to fuck the loser. I'm sure they do that for the men watching. Who needs an artificial dick? I can do just as much damage without one, and the humiliation is much more devastating."
"I'm sure you would love a match like that with me," Patty said in disgust. "You've got it all figured out, except for one thing."
"What's that?"
