A New Way of Training

Whitney would enter her dorm room, still carrying Harley bridal style. "God dam what the hell do you eat!?" Whitney would ask the unconscious girl as she threw Harley on the bed. Harley would strip herself down to nothing and walked to the fridge to pour a large glass of cold milk to drink, "Ah! Nothing like a cold glass of milk after a match." Whitney would walk back to her and start slapping Harley's face to wake her up. "Hey! Wake up!" Whitney would cry as she backhanded Harley's face from left to right.

Harley would be sleeping peacefully on the bed until she was waken up by her captors sudden hard slaps and would open her eyes to see her naked opponent and would try to move only to find herself completely restrained.

"W-Whitney " Harley would say, slightly forgetting that she had just lost a match that would have her be someones POW for a while, she would quickly remember though and would start to dread and think to herself " Out of all the gentle sexual people on the roster why did I have to get one of the few people who gets off on hurting others? "

"Oh good you're awake," Whitney said nonchalantly as she sat on her bed, "I was afraid I was going to need to wait long." Whitney would then start to untie Harley's wrists and panties to free her up and let her stretch. She would then get off the bed and start to do some stretches, looking as if she was readying herself for a spar.

Harley would be slightly relieved as her hands were released, from the way her opponent was acting Harley had kind of expected something only the most perverted soul could come up with like a situation where should be tied against the bed and fucked with an apple gagging her mouth, or where her opponent would grind her pussy on Harley's viciously, a few seconds later though Harley would realise that she was probably the only pervert in this room after thinking about something so erotic.

Harley would start to stretch while Whitney did, trying to get her bones which had been restrained back to functioning effectively before she would quickly blush before saying something " W-wait Whitney how many people did you cross when you were dragging the unconscious Harley to your room, please don't tell me you crossed that annoying former champion, Or Melody, Or that god damn giant. Oh and please please Not Ayano I can't stand the idea of that worthless wench seeing me like that, oh and please tell me you were careful when you passed the Heavenly angels locker room." Harley would say, revealing just how many different locker rooms she had avoided, despite her friendly and fan favourite nature the kawaii wrestler had quite a list of people she was avoiding for some reason or another.

Whitney would give Harley the most bizarre and confused look before saying, "What the hell are you talking about? I came straight home with you after or match. You're pretty damn heavy so I wanted to go home ASAP!" Whitney would turn around and face Harley and started to stretch her back, giving Harley a clear view of Whintey's ample breasts and shaved pussy.

Harley would just look at Whitney not having much in ways of a response but then would seem slightly embarrassed when she looked at her opponent's breasts and shaved pussy before saying " Wow, just how prepared were you to take me home with you?" Harley would say before jokingly putting her arms in front of her chest.

Whitney would be confused at what Harley meant and realized that she was talking about her pussy being shaved. Whitney would start blushing turn back around before barking back, "This wasn't for you! I just generally shave my vagina! You don't like to keep yourself clean!?" Whitney would let out a humph as she folded her arms in anger and pouted. Harley would notice that her Whitney's attitude had changed and she was much less aggressive than before.

Harley would giggle a little bit as she saw her former opponent's reaction and would say " I was actually a little bit scared you would be someone really perverted but you seem so innocent. Oh yeah and I did shave of course but only because I expected to fuck you, though in my defence I get close and personal with people a lot so I tend to shave more often than the usual person." Harley would say, crawling on the bed and letting her curvy and thick body be seen well by her positioning.

Whitney would notice Harley spreading herself out on her bed and blushed even harder. She then made up the excuse, "I only wanted a personal sparring partner for hentai matches! That's all. I don't exactly perform...that...well." Whitney would start to act shy as her bratty and confident persona would waver a bit before she shook her head.
"This is what you wanted!" Whitney thought, "You need the training!" Whitney would finally turn around and get back on the bed with Harley, pinning Harley's hands above her head and looked down at her, blushing as she was on top of the larger girl.

Harley would grin while watching her opponent get shy and would suddenly be pinned down against the mat, blushing a little bit but clearly not that much before she would say " Aww, You risked having yourself defiled just to learn how to compete in Hentai matches, that's actually admirable. Tell you what, I'll lie here and let you try things, just to warn you though I might get a bit carried away if you get to close and then try to stop " Harley would say, genuinely admiring her opponent for going to such lengths for self improvement and feeling a bit bad for misjudging her so badly.