She Is Young, She Is Beautiful, She Is Next

Watching Lily struggle to regain motor functions all over her body wasn’t quite the most amusing thing that Mariah had seen tonight, but it was at least in the top three. She’d rolled off the bed and started to rummage through her closet, looking for an ensemble to wear out, but she had to pause and look over, watching as her counterpart struggled with things that should’ve taken half the time. Strange as it was, Mariah, looked on with pride. After all, Lily surely wasn’t starving for sex, likely could get it whenever she pleased from whomever she pleased. To leave a woman like this staggering was no small feat.

She smiled a soft smile to herself, then slipped on a beige sweater, one that kept her warm and clung tight to her body. She was about to slip into some leather pants when she noticed Lily’s panties on the floor, halfway under the bed, nearly hidden from view. Her fellow manager had either forgotten about them or just didn’t care. Either way, they wouldn't be leaving this room anytime soon. Mariah wanted the keepsake. Would getting it framed be too weird? Just a thought.

Sensing the shoes might have been a problem, Lily came over, took one in hand, and motion for Lily to sit. ”Here, I’ll help you with these. Can’t have you breaking something at this point, can we?”

With odd timing, Mariah wasn’t the only woman in the area dealing with feet. Bubbles had been steadily working Kanda back into heat, finding the Thai woman worked back to a boil with ease. She was a little surprised, though, when she pulled away from the foot and brought that to an end. What she got instead, though, was more than sufficient.

Mischief played across Bubbles face, matching Kanda’s grin, the two she-devils no doubt having similar thoughts at that moment. She’d seen enough of Lily’s stable to have her own ideas, but that wouldn’t be good enough. She wanted to know who Kanda would pick. Kanda, who knew them better, who could tell which woman would give the best reactions.

”Oh? That a fact?” She turned her head to the side, presenting her ear to her lover as their bodies continued slide along each, muscles against muscles, breasts against breasts, sex against sex. ”Do share.”

~Time Passes~ They dressed and flirted shamelessly before setting out into the night to visit a very different hotel. While Kanda had been having difficulty moving when they arrived it was Lily who was now a little weak in the knees. She would lean against Mariah or whoever else was handy, maintaining her balance on high heels surprisingly well considering the apparent state of her. But she made it to the car just fine and then promptly nodded off about five minutes down the street.

The stable house, an old hotel nestled in the woods beyond the city, didn't look like much from the outside. It had been closed for quite some time before Lily picked it up and had it renovated to suit her needs. Apart from a couple of cars parked outside and a few lights in the windows one might even assume the place was still closed down. The exterior was hardly cared for and the old faded sign was still hanging out front. They'd had no reason to replace it as they really didn't mean to be a tourist destination. As Kanda parked the car Lily woke up feeling a bit more refreshed and, yawning, moved with the other three to convene at the front door. "Welcome to what we like to call home."

Opening the front doors revealed a hotel foyer still equipped with a receptionist's desk where Lily did most of her bookkeeping, as the proper office had been converted into a storage room for workout gear. Moments after the doors had creaked their way open came a thunderous drumming sound as four young women, none more than twenty, came charging around a corner with the exuberance allowed by their few years. There was a blonde American girl in an oversized Bruins jersey and no pants, a middle eastern girl in yoga pants an a well worn tee-shirt, a Chinese girl in boy shorts and a tank top, and all followed by a silver haired girl in an antiquated dressing gown. The American girl was already yelling, "Kanda, you got totally wre-"

The quartet skidded to a halt at the end of a corridor, now seeing that they had company. With a sigh Lily made a sweeping gesture to them, "And here are some of the girls. The blonde of Anne Archy, behind her is Lamya, the one in the cute shorts is Ping, and... the one looking like Wednesday Addams would be Mina."

Lily was always cute, but she was even more so when she was sleeping. Mariah took note of this as they left the hotel and headed towards her stable house, sitting beside her and keeping her fellow manager company as Bubble drove. It was hard to believe someone so cute and innocent looking could be capable of so many dirty, depraved acts, but she figured that was just the woman’s charm. She had a mind that was capable of so much and a body that was fit to keep up with it.

Soon enough, they reached their destination, and a question that Bubbles had been pondering was answere. Namely, she was curious how Lily afforded a place that could house all these women. It was clear now - while she didn’t want to use the word ‘dump’ to describe the place, that would’ve been the ruder way to put it. The more she thought, the more it made sense, though. Cheap, out-of-the-way, in a spot of town where you could do pretty much anything you wanted without worrying about such things as nosy neighbors and passerbys.

”It’s quaint.” Bubbles made her way in with an arm around Kanda’s shoulder. The two of them were coming to enjoy each others closeness, no sense in stopping that any sooner than need be. ’Quaint and-”

Her next word would’ve been ‘quiet’, but that proved to be untrue when a quartet of girls came around the corner. And they were girls. Early twenties at the most, all of them, still bursting with that youthful energy.

”Oh, you must have a field day with them.” She whispered to Kanda, then pointed to each girl in turn.

”Mina.” Cute dress, loved that silver hair.

”Ping.” Tiny thing, but limber-looking. Chinese? Rare on the Friction roster.

”Lamya.” Her accent did the name no favors, but she tried her best. She looked to be...Egyptian, maybe? Iranian? Somewhere around there.

”And Anne.” Blonde, cute, but in a way that looked like it could turn into ‘smoking hot’ with the right clothing choice.

She extended her hand for anyone to shake. ”Bubbles Burste, and this is my wife, Mariah. Lily’s just got us visiting for a little while.”

Kanda tried to suppress a smirk at the side comment from Bubbles, doing her best to restore the taciturn demeanor she wore around most people. It was a mask she wore easily enough, and around less interesting company it came naturally. With the dirty things that were on her mind, however, it took a little bit of effort to seem aloof.

Anne looked at the newcomers quizzically for a moment, then arched a brow at Lily at the 'little while'. A few hours? Overnight? The week? Was this part of some shrewd business move that she'd not discussed with them, again? But she left these questions silent and Lily volunteered no clarifications at this time.

Mina curtsied lowly, her head bowing lowly, "A pleasure to make your acquaintance, Misses." She spoke with a heavy and entirely bogus English accent.

Ping bounded forward to vigorously shake Bubbles' hand and then moved on to shake Mariah's as well. "It's so great to meet you. We were all watching the match of tv. We've never seen anyone toss Kanda around like that!" She spoke in unaccented English.

Lamya stepped forward more tentatively and took Bubbles' hand delicately in her own, "Yes, it was most impressive, miss... Bubbles?" Her voice was soft and carried a heavy middle eastern accent. She wasn't the first woman they've met who used her ring name when away from the ring. Neither Mina nor Anne went by their real names at any time, and both actually got quite annoyed when they were used.

Anne did not exchange pleasantries.

Lily placed a hand on Mariah's arm, bracing herself for a moment while she kicked off her shoes by the door. This wasn't so much in keeping with Japanese custom as it was her not wanting to be in heels anymore tonight. Now several inches shorter she sauntered forward and turned about to face their guests, and Kanda who stayed at Bubbles' side. This was something else conspicuous of which Anne made note. "Well, now that that's out of the way, I will let our guests decide: Shall we gather everyone together in the lounge for a few drinks and maybe a smoke, or would you rather get the tour and find them all along the way?"

The lot of them tended to get rambunctious quickly en mass, however it was also in groups that things got dirty the fastest. Apparently the energy of so many of them together made them a little handsy, or perhaps it was just the anonymity of being in a large group made them feel more free to be naughty.

Bubbles was still taking in the girls as they spoke - how couldn’t she? The four of them were young, but just mature enough that she wouldn’t question their age. Cute, but not to the point where it kept them from being sexy. Right away, she was starting to see Lily’s talent, not just picking the cream of the crop, but in diversifying.

Mariah was of a similar mind, as she and Bubbles both took off their shoes and looked around the place. These four looked fairly unruly to start, and there were how many more women hanging about? Five? Six? And she kept them all controlled? Impressive.

”Nice meeting you, little lady.” Bubbles shook Lamya’s hand, taking care not to squeeze those delicate, dainty hands too hard. ”Yeah, Bubbles is fine. Just ‘Bubbles’.” She nodded Mina’s way. ”’Bianca’ is the real name, but that’s what everyone who knows me calls me. And I’m hoping to know you girls a bit.”

When she said that, her focus flashed to Anne, the lone woman who hadn’t said anything, hadn’t even introduced herself. Just to look at her, it seemed like a few gears were turning in that pretty head, piecing things together.

She threw a sly smile Anne’s way, put some of the devil in her eyes, then turned Mariah as her wife stepped forward, her bare feet padding across the floor. ”Let’s get everyone together, if it’s not too much trouble. You’ve got an amazing thing here, and we’re both eager to see you all. Discuss future plans, have a drink, maybe even get into some fun activities. Some competition, maybe.” She threw the most pleasant smile Lamya’s way, just to tease the shy one. ”If anyone’s up for it.”

The anticipation was starting to get to Bubbles, and she had to sate it in the quickest way possible. Biting her lip, she moved closer to Kanda and let a hand slip down her back, a subtle rub to that fine, toned, model-class ass of hers.

At the mention of Bubbles' real name Lamya smiled brightly, "Oh, Bianca is also the name of Lily's cousin, Bianca!" Why yes, Bianca's name is Bianca. She paused a moment when the comment about getting to know them sunk in and just what that might entail. Behind her Anne smirked impishly at the implication. Ah, so, they're here to party....

Smiling broadly, Lily nodded in response to Mariah's decision. Getting the whole stable together in one place was such a rare thing outside of meal times, and even then... With so many free-spirits in one place it was a challenge herding them all. "Excellent! I'll go round them all up. Girls, would you please show our guests to the lounge and... Anne, can I twist your arm to make you get some drinks from the kitchen?"

Anne raised a blonde eyebrow at Lily's "imposition", "Do I have to put pants on too?" She whined as if it was some massive burden to dress oneself.

To her relief Lily simply said, "No." and flashed her a cheeky wink.

With a fiendish grin Anne vanished back up the hall, and quickly excusing herself Lily vanished up a staircase to gather the hoard.

For her part, Kanda was doing her best to seem impassive during all of this, although she couldn't stop her cheeks from coloring slightly at the hand on her ass. Reaching down she hooked a finger into the waist of Bubbles' bottoms before stepping away. Towing the big American behind she strutted towards a corridor to the opposite side of the stairs from the one Anne vanished down.

If the two women followed, Kanda pulling Bubbles' by the waist, Lamya would saunter along at Mariah's side and Mina would float after them, slightly creepily.

Bubbles was giddy, even by her normally high standards, as they started to get things organized. Even aside from the real-life fantasy of having this many beautiful women in one place and all the sexiness that could ensue, she was eager to sample some of this unique life they were leading. It was unlike anything she’d seen in her professional career, and she was half-tempted to ask Mariah if she could stay more than a night.

”No pants!” Bubbles echoed Lily’s sentiment, watching as Anne went bounding off, full of energy. Cute as the sight was, it wasn’t long before she was out and she had something else to occupy her time, as Kanda dragged her along by the waist.

”I’m coming, I’m coming.” She giggled and kept her with captor, her heavy footfalls echoing down the corridor. ”Keep this up and I’ll have you on your back again before we’re done here.”

Mariah shook her head at Bubbles’ ‘threat’, before turning to Lamya and giving her another look over. ”Lamya? I think you might be the first and only Middle Eastern woman I’ve met since coming out here. Not too many AFW women from that corner of the world.” She innocently stepped a bit closer to her, seeing how close she would let her get. ”Where are you from, exactly? If you don’t mind me asking.”

They didn't have far to go, but Kanda wasn't in a hurry. It would take several minutes to gather the troops. Many of the girls could be temperamental and argumentative about unknown situations; it didn't help that Lily often surprised them with drills or sparring. Not that practice for AFW was all bad... Anyhow, Kanda looked back over her shoulder with a sultry smile, "Promises, promises."

Lamya clasped her hands behind her back as she walked, her top stretching over her heavy breasts. The contour and jiggle hinted at the fact that she wore no bra beneath. As Mariah eased closer she seemed unphased, either naive or permissive, "I know there are a few others, but Lily has not been able to arrange any matches with them yet. But no, I do not mind you asking. I am from Kuwait. The Kuwaiti Cutie, Lily has taken to calling me. At least ever since she moved me to the Kawaii division."

Only a minute later they would arrive in a large, open room that once served as a traditional Japanese dining room. Now the floor was strewn with bean bags and pillows and a movie projector was set up along the length of the room to show upon the wall, although it was currently off.

Beneath the hanging projector was a well stocked bar, behind which stood... Lily? No, a woman who looked very much like Lily, but a little thicker and better endowed. Bianca wore a tee-shirt with the sleeves removed to show the sides of her ample breasts, and cargo pants that hung low around her waist revealing the straps of her thong.

The German woman looked up from pouring a drink with a slight start at the entrance of the strangers, "Oh! Guten abend! Good evening, hyu must be mees Bubbles, I saw hyu in ze ring. And who ist zis lovely lady?" She spoke with a heavy accent and winked at Mariah as she leaned upon the bar.

Bubbles wasn’t going to say it out loud, but she loved the more stern, serious face that Kanda was putting on here, such a sharp contrast to the sizzling, but somewhat shy, woman that she’d been when she first came to the hotel a few hours back. There was a hierarchy, here, and she gathered that the Thai warrioress was on the top. She had no intentions of dethroning her, either. If anything, she wanted to solidify that position.

She leaned forward, just enough to place her lips inches away from Kanda’s ears. ”I keep my promises.” Her tongue darted out for a quick lick. ”You know that.”

Mariah, behind her, was giggling for another reason. ”The Kuwaiti cutie?” That was so corny it was adorable. She just wanted to pinch Lamya’s cheeks. Both sets of them. ”Once again, I can’t fault Lily’s tastes. I’ve been keeping Bubbles out of the Kawaii division, wanting to get her up against women closer to her weight class, but if beauties like you are a part of it…”

Her voice trailed off as they made it to their destination, a large, spacious room that looked made for comfort. Bubbles dropped to the nearest beanbag, spread her legs, and motioned for Kanda to get her fine rear on her lap, giving her all the space she could want. Mariah, meanwhile, meanwhile, made a beeline for the bar, heading straight towards...Lily?

Oh, right. Bianca. The accent cleared it up. She just hadn’t expected the two of them to look that similar. Bubbles knew real twins who bore less of a resemblance to each other. ”Mariah. Mariah Burste.” She took a seat and extended a hand for her to do whatever she wished with it. ”And you’re Bianca, I think it’s safe to say. Lily had a few things to say about you.” She narrowed her eyes and licked her lips, as the slight grin of a predator moved across her face. ”Interesting things.”

(Sorry for disappearing!)

Entering the lounge and seeing the clear and open invitation offered by Bubbles, Kanda could hardly refuse even if she had wanted to. Which she didn't. Crossing the room she touched a hand to the blonde's broad shoulder, looking down at her with a sudden seductive flash in her eyes. Hips swished in a little dancing motion, a teasing gyration, before she perched her round rump upon one of Bubbles' legs, her own long limbs crossing neatly between the woman's thighs. It wasn't often she got to sit in someone's lap due to her height, so this was a rare treat that she was set upon enjoying.

Lamya escorted Mariah into the lounge, smiling sweetly at the woman's kind words. At least, that was until she talked about the potential of putting her into the ring with Bubbles. Dark eyes widened in a mixture of fear and apprehension, "Oh... I..." She looked over at the giantess and thought back to what wrestlers who weren't so much larger than her had done. Thinking about what Bubbles could do to her caused the Kuwaiti's cheeks to flush red before she broke off and found herself a seat with the others, letting Mariah greet Bianca alone.

The "other Belle" stepped out from the bar to greet their guests properly, "Oh? Nothink good, hy hope." With a wicked grin she took the offered hand and lifted it to her lips as if to kiss it. Instead, she parted her lips to envelop the woman's middle finger within her mouth, agile tongue dancing about in simulation of something a little dirtier. Pulling her lips away with an audible 'pop' she smirked, "Und, wott brings hyu to our humble abode?"