Aniek and Anja. Train harder...

Predation or solitude with selected guests. Anja Mueller was most of the time pending between both of these extreme due to her mental state. Today, she was in a predatory mood, playful and a little dangerous for the dignity of girls that ventured too deep in the bowels of night clubs, underground fight clubs or, like in this case, the gym area of AFW. The other girls that paid heed to their instincts did not really bother her, another hunter would be as good as prey for her urges than any harmless girl waiting to be picked.

So she went, carefully camouflaged through a black, belly and leg free training outfit through the several dressing rooms and gym rooms, looking for someone that could pick her interest.

In spite of being 6''4, Aniek somehow didn't make a sound as she crept through the dressing rooms. It wasn't that she had experience being sneaky but the sight of a familiar face from a week ago lit up something mischievous inside her. Her long blue-dyed hair trailed behind her, not exactly helping to conceal her but few paid the heavyweight much notice. It wasn't long before she reached Anja, notifying her by two fingers digging into her sides and wriggling quick.

The surprise tickle attack was fast, vicious, and giggle-inducing. Hopping off quickly, Aniek smiled at the German girl. Dressed in a simple two piece bikini, it looked rather skimpy for gym attire but she imagined they were going to get pretty rough and tumble. Besides, the girls back at Aphrodite Productions rarely wore much in thew ay of proper costumes or gym attire in the first place.

"Best be watching your back before the beast," She spoke with a haughty Dutch accent. "So, we meet again Anja. I take it you got a few plans for our practice~?"

Although she had moved silently, the rather big Aniek had managed to sneak attack her, as she found out only when her sides were poked!

"IEK!"
Although she was neither easy to scare or very ticklish, the combination of both things caused her to let out a girly scream and caused her to jump a little on the spot, something that was rather rare for her.
"Wow, Aniek-chan, you really scared me! Don´t do that again!"
She yelled first, although her voice became much more controlled while she would attempt to lay her arms around the neck of the bigger girl with her back still to Aniek, in a non-threatening fashion.
"But on the other hand, the winner earns all his spoils anyway..."

"Scaredy ca- aaahhh!" She wasn't expecting her to repay tickling with trying to judo toss her over. Aniek stumbled forward, pushing against her but caught a hand against a locker before pushing off. She gave her a cross look. "I hope that's not your idea of friendly play."

She sighed but smiled afterwards, nodding off to the gym. The ring was taken for now but there were quite a few mats. Not quite ideal for slamming and tossing but they were thick enough to absorb a few good tosses. Many of these originally were from judo classes so they could take a few good slams or two. Aniek would grab a few of them and spread them out over the carpeted floor, roughly forming the size of a ring. All that free space shouldn't go to waste after all. It caught a few curious glances but Aniek didn't pay them much heed.

"You're the first girl here who's managed to pin me down like that," She began, moving to the centre of their little arena. "A grapevine, a good one. Not a lot of middleweights are willing to go bod-to-bod with a heavy like me... although where I am from, body to body is practicall the norm."

Raising her arms, she was presuming Anja wouldn't mind going for another long, sweaty grind. It would be more than that of course. After all, it was Aniek's specialty.

(Judo toss? Where?^^)

Obviously, the big girl was a bit nervous about her little snuggle and came off as surprised, obviously she had not really thought that Anja just wanted to snuggle against her and did not intend to throw her over or something.

Smiling innocently, the Blonde showed her open hands while moving over to Aniek. Something deep inside of her resounded well with the tone of the thick Dutch accent of the other girl, a little nod to her heritage in North Germany with a close Dutch border, so her mood was involuntarily good.
"Don´t be so nervous, a big girl like you has reservations when a small young girl like me puts her arms around your neck? And as for me pinning you down, it´s your disadvantage actually. If I pin you, I am technically sound. But if you pin me, everything is just working as intended. And the worst thing that can happen to me is that I am pinned under you, so I win in every way."
She answered, eyeing Aniek with a surprised glare. Did she really think that Anja would charge her head on? On the other side, she had explained why this was a win-win situation for her, so she would step up for an aggressive lock up, attempting to overwhelm the other girl with her fervor.

"Any wrestler worth her weight in gold keeps an eye on the throat. I've seen girls half my size choke out gorillas with a well applied hold." She stated warily. Aniek was a heavyweight but she wasn't a fool. Someone smaller than you could be harder to catch and all your physical strength wouldn;t mean much if they put you in a hold where you couldn't bring your muscle power to bear. "You're awfully cocky about that huh? No offence... but you didn't seem too hot when I had you snuggling up against me."

Aniek raised an eyebrow and drew a smile. She had lost that one of course but when it came to pins and presses, she had a mastery of technique compared to most other wrestlers. It wasn't just her ability to keep an opponent in place but to work them up into arousal to the point they'd be tight as a lock and stiff as a board.

Accepting her hold, Aniek stepped forth and lock up in term, going for a collar and elbow position. She paced around, testing where Aniek was strong and how much she'd give and resist. The girl was a middleweight but she was strong and aggressive, just like her but with an advantage in speed.

Taking the initiative, she'd take a careful advance forward, putting her impressive strength to use but avoiding an attrition based battle. Rather than quickly overpowering her, the dutch woman would attempt to offset her balance just a little before transitioning to a clinching position akin to a pinch-grip tie. One arm would be going under her left armpit, the other over her right shoulder. Her hands would grab their corresponding wrists for control and she would attempt to move her body to the right side of Anja, legs spread out for balance as she pulled down, attempting to go for an early ground takedown.

"I did not look hot? That´s impossible, and you know it..."
Anja had a quick smile on the lips at the time of her answer. Of course could a choke by dangerous to everyone, but a hammy fist in the ribs when you were lying on a girl was not too bad either. The Blonde would probably apply something like a side headlock only as a last resort against someone like Aniek, that was a move that a veteran would easily shake off.

"Uh!"
And speaking of anticipation, as expected, Anja did go down like a house of cards under Aniek. To give he something to think about and make it harder for her to use her stomach muscles, she would tightly cling on her sparring partner by clasping her ankles together like a clam around the deep waist of the other girl, trying to do the same with her arms as long as Aniek could not press them down on the mat, just a little more upwards on the body of Aniek.

"We can always settle this on the mat." She offered, raising an inviting smile. Crashing to the padded surface, Aniek began to swerve her body around to lay parallel upon her opponent. However Anja had thought fast and quickly shutting her ankles around the bigger woman's waist. She smirked and bucked forward, bumping against her however she could. Wrapping one arm over Anja's left shoulder and the other under her right armpit, she squeezed and hugged, attempting to strain her neck while trapping an arm.

"That was fast. You seem to have some experience being on bottom." She teased, attempting to put her in a something akin to an awkwardly positioned arm triangle. Even if it wasn't an ideal position, Aniek began to flex her belly and rub it left and right across Anja's. It was meant to make her stiffen up with pleasure, hopefully making it harder for her to focus as the friction and arousal kicked in.

"As if there is another way to settle it."
Anja had learned something in her match about wrestling in general, and also things about Aniek. For a heavyweight, she had a really good idea of submissions. The one thing would not obviously stand in contrast to the other one, but a heavyweight was more inclined to power moves in general.
 
If she would allow Aniek free reign like this, she would soon be lost in this little contest, so she would try to stab her thumbs as hard as she could in the sides of the big girl before Aniek would try to move the hold of her own arms around the waist, hoping that this would distract her sparring partner long enough to roll her over.

"Takes a big heart to roll with a bigger woman." She joked as the two rolled and struggled for dominance. With her greater strength, size, and experience in more pin heavy wrestling, it wasn't hard for her to take the top position. However, Anja reacted fast and jammed thumbs into her side. It made her wince which wasn't much but the blonde managed to capitalize quick, pressing up against her and going for a roll.

Thinking fast, Aniek threw her legs back out of the waist-squeezing and braced them against the mat, pressing back. Releasing the front hold, she had a rather friendly smile on, using her ample bosom to buffer against Anja's and attempting to restrain her arms. Yet she was defending rather than attempting to go back into a pinning position. Slowly she shimmied her lower body forward, pressing up to her. Her eyes said she wanted to talk.

"You think quite fast; you don't seem to be afraid of going up against a heavy either." She spoke, bringing her belly close to a nice rub on her's. Her breasts were moderately dense and Anja would need to press forward to avoid being pushed back. "I heard that... you do enjoy your full body pins. Slow ride to Heaven, you call it no~?"

Slowly, she began to roll back, stretching out her limbs as she left her body open to the blonde. While she loved giving grinds, it was just as sensual to receive them. And it wasn't too common to meet a younger, smaller wrestler who had two full body pins as her finishers.

"I'd not met any other ladies here thus far that were into going body to body. Why don't you show me how you AFW girls grind it in~?"