Seaking's Femfight 2005 Story Competition Entry

The Phys Ed Class

by T. Trolley

I was a senior at the university at the time and was dating Sue. Sue was a
cute, perky, 5-5, 117 lb. freshman at the university. She had peaches and cream
complexion and reminded me a lot of Marie Osmond when she was 18 -- the same
age as Sue.

One day, she was trying to decide what phys ed course she was taking for the
upcoming semester and asked my advice. She showed me the list and to my
amazement, I saw "wrestling" as one of the options!

I calmly asked, "Why not wrestling?" She looked at me with those big brown
eyes of hers and queried, "Wrestling? I don't know anything about wrestling!"

I responded, "Yeah, like any of the other women in the class would! I'm sure
they'd teach you. Plus, you're in good shape. You swim, you ski, you played
some softball -- you're pretty strong for your size. I think you'd do pretty
well!"

Sue looked down at the class schedule, thought a moment, then responded,
"Yeah, why not? It's no worse than any of the other classes."

To my delight, Sue signed up for the course! During the course, she was
taught some holds and now, after four weeks, she announced to me that she would
actually be fighting her first match -- and in the process asked me if I'd attend
the match and "be in her corner!"

Yeah, like I'd refuse that request!

I met Sue outside the gym on the day of the match. I could tell she was a
little nervous, probably because she was a little unsure about her wrestling
skills and how she'd do. I knew that she was very competitive and thus wanted to
win real, real bad -- especially with me there.

But I was sure that my presence and her competitiveness weren't the only
reasons she wanted to win. In fact, I think it wasn't so much that she wanted to
win as much as it was she hated the thought of losing and being embarrassed in
front of me and so many others. The thrill of victory is wonderful. But the
horrible, hollow, empty feeling of losing a girlfight fair and square to another
woman in front of an audience was something that was much more frightening
and potentially psychologically painful than the joy of victory.

We walked into the gym. Sue was wearing her light blue gymsuit -- standard
fare for phys ed at the university. She looked awful good in that little get-up.
One look at her and I knew that watching her wrestle another girl in her
class would be a very, very pleasant experience indeed.

A ring had been set up in the middle of the gym. I began to look at the other
girls who were in gym suits and scouted out Sue's potential competition to
gauge what kind of chances she had of winning her match. Sue told me previously
the women were from all four classes -- freshmen, sophomores, juniors and
seniors. That meant that Sue would be wrestling someone who was either the same
age or slightly older than her -- which seemed to indicate that Sue would be
facing a slight disadvantage from the start since I believed college women got
stronger as they progressed through school.

As I surveyed Sue's competition, I noticed just about all the women were
bigger than her. Only two or three of the 11 women in the class were even close to
Sue's size, and only one of them was smaller. I guessed that girl was about
5-2 and weighed between 100-110 lbs. But that girl looked real, real athletic
and seemed like she would beat Sue at first glance. In fact, it seemed to me
like just about all of the women in the class could beat Sue in a wrestling
match. But then again, I didn't want to underestimate Sue -- especially when I had
never seen Sue wrestle and didn't know how good the other girls were. Since
Sue was was athletic, competitive and hated to lose, I thought that perhaps
those advantages along with her physical strength would be enough for Sue to win
her match.

It was agreed that, instead of pairing off the women according to weight, the
matchups would be decided by drawing lots. The phys ed instructor would draw
a name, the girl would get into the ring, and then he would announce her
opponent.

The first two matches went on without Sue's name being drawn. Sue was
watching the matches intently, as was I. But every once in awhile, I would look
around and see who was left for Sue to wrestle.

After the second match was over, my heart started beating faster as I waited
with anticipation to see if Sue's name would be called. The phys ed teacher
then spoke into the mike, "And now it's time to select the first contestant for
our third match. The first contestant -- Sue!"

My mouth dropped and my heart beat wild with excitement! Sue looked at me
with a smile on her face, her little brown eyes narrowing with intent and
determination as she slowly got up and moved into the ring!

She climbed the steps and got into her corner. The phys ed teacher then said,
"And her opponent will be ... Gina!"

I looked around and then, to my utter shock, the biggest, most beautiful and
most statuesque blonde I had ever seen slowly got up with a huge smile on her
face!

Ironically, Gina was the spitting image of the movie actress Geena Davis. She
was the picture of Amazon beauty -- 6-0 and she weighed about 148 lbs. Of
course, this meant that she was much bigger than Sue in every category!

I looked at Sue as Gina slowly moved toward the ring. Sue's pretty brown eyes
were as big as saucers as she had a look of shock, surprise and fear in her
face with the realization that she would be facing the much bigger blonde in a
wrestling match!

Sue then looked at me for my reaction. All I could do was shrug as if to say,
"You can't do anything about it so might as well get used to it!"

I watched from the ring apron as the match began. With Sue giving away more
than half a foot in height and almost 30 lbs. in weight, it looked to me that
Sue was going to get squashed. Gina seemed to sense it as well as she was very
cognizant of the size disparity and seemed to be confident of victory while
Sue had a look of fear, concern and worry on her face!

The bell sounded and the confident Gina bent over slightly and slowly pursued
the wide-eyed, intimidated Sue! As the other onlookers and students cheered
the two on, Sue began to backpedal slightly as Gina approached her.

Suddenly, as Sue was backing away, Gina used her surprisingly long reach and
quickly hit Sue with a slap to her pretty face with her right hand!

The slap slightly stunned Sue and put her off guard, forcing her to retreat
backward even more toward the ropes! This, of course, played right into Gina's
hands as she began to use her size to dominate Sue as she asserted herself
over the cute brunette, using her body weight to push the smaller girl into the
ropes!

Already, Gina had displayed her dominance over Sue in the first 30 seconds of
the match by simply pushing Sue around with her bigger body,indicating that
Sue had no answer for dealing with the size of the bigger sophomore blonde.

Knowing that Sue thus far had no counter for her size, Gina kept on the
smaller brunette and suddenly grabbed the wrist of Sue's right arm with both hands.
Then, with a move that shocked everybody watching, a smiling Gina fell to her
back and began to pull Sue down with her by her arm! But then Gina extended
her right foot and planted it in little Sue's stomach as she fell over to her
back, flipping the smaller Sue over her and onto her back with a perfect and
impressive monkey flip!

As Sue flipped over, I got a quick look at Sue's face as she glanced in my
direction! And it was a look of shock, surprise and outright fear that I saw for
that one quick second before the cute brunette landed flat on her back!

I couldn't believe Gina had monkey flipped Sue! It certainly was humiliating
to have been flipped like that for Sue, but Gina's agility as well as strength
and her complete domination over Sue was simply amazing!

Outsized and outwomanned from the start, it was clear that Sue was the small
rodent in this cat-and-mouse game!

But Gina didn't want to waste any time by toying with her prey. As a
surprised and somewhat dazed Sue instinctively rolled onto her stomach, Gina pounced
on Sue's back, and quickly Grabbed Sue's right arm with both hands around Sue's
wrist, and bent Sue's arm up her back viciously, wrenching it with a hard
hammerlock!

As soon as Gina violently drove up on Sue's right arm, Sue let out a squeal
of pain as her face contorted in agony!

Sue then wasted no time as she desperately began to tap the mat with her left
hand, signaling her submission!

And just like that -- the fight was over! I couldn't
believe it! In just one moment, Sue's athleticism and physical strength were
absolutely overwhelmed by the Amazon-like power of the warrioress-like Gina as
her size came to the fore and she was able to quickly take command of Sue and
not only physically defeat her, but subdue her very willingness to fight as
well by forcing her to give up -- in less than a minute!

The crowd loudly cheered Gina's quick and immensely impressive submission
victory over Sue. Gina quickly released Sue's arm and stood up over Sue, who
still lay on her stomach as the ref came over and raised Gina's arm in victory!

I couldn't believe it! My pride and joy, Sue, had
given up and lost a fair fight to another woman! Even though Gina was much
bigger than Sue and I knew the odds were against Sue winning, I never thought
Sue would be forced to surrender during the fight!

Sue finally got off the mat and slowly made her way
out of the ring. She looked down at the floor disconsolately and then looked
up as she approached me and said, “Sorry,” obviously humiliated at losing in
front of me.

But rather than be embarrassed over Sue's humiliating loss during her fight,
I found that it actually made me more amorous toward her. "Girls are usually
all mouth and no muscle," I said as we left the gym after the matches ended.
"But you just kept your mouth shut and took on a girl much bigger than you!!"

"Yep, that's me," she said weakly, looking down a the ground as we walked.
"Silent but ... not so good at wrestling."

As we walked toward her dorm room, I realized that I could get very used to
watching Sue wrestle. In fact, I would have loved to have started a tradition
of wrestling for her. Saturday nights I could take Sue out for matches I had
arranged with other women and then spend Sundays nursing her with icepacks.

"You know, you can't let Gina's victory over you stand," I told her as we
entered her dorm. "You have to fight her again to show everybody she doesn't own
you. If you beat her, you'll prove once and for all what happened today was a
fluke. Once you let Gina and everybody know you're not afraid to fight her
again, you'll have regained everybody's respect -- including hers."

Sue responded, "I'm not eager for an encore, heaven knows. But it's a 10-week
course and I'm going to have to wrestle some of the other girls in my class
if I'm going to get credit for it."

I was glad to hear Sue's response. Sue was going to wrestle other women again
and she would probably do better next time. Obviously, she couldn't do much
worse anyway. But as far as a rematch with Gina goes, I wasn't going to kid
myself. If Sue ever did fight Gina again, I was sure that the result would be the
same.