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Ultimate Mating League: Fanservice
“Hey there, Alex, how’s your head? All good?” asked one of the tiger’s teammates with a concerned look on his face. He was, of course, referring to the last time they were competing, Alex had bumped her head on one of the poles in the corner of the ring hard enough for it the be heard and picked up by the microphones set up for the event. She didn’t suffer from a concussion or anything, but it really did knock her dizzy for a few seconds. She did end up winning that round, and the whole match even with the small mishap, though. Nothing was going to bring down the Thaigers’ star defender, at least not some silly head bump.
“Hah, no complaints so far,” Alex winked at the zebra with a coy smile smacked across her face. “Let’s just hope this time the defender knows not to pin me down in the corner of the ring right at the pole,” she chuckled.
The Thaigers was Thailand’s official national team for the UML or the Ultimate Mating League. A clever play on words, and fitting as there was a tiger on the team. The team recruited only the best of the best that Thailand had to offer when it came to competitive sex. Unsurprisingly, the Thaigers were good at what they did, one wouldn’t expect any less from the country with the most traffic to porn sites in the world, a statistic that Thailand wasn’t quite proud of, not until their team of professional sex athletes became one of highest ranked in the world, that is.
The Thaigers were set to compete with the Vietnamese national team in the second round of Southeast Asian qualifiers for the 2020 UML World Championships.
“Who are we up against again?” Alex threw the question out to her teammates as they all did their own thing in the locker room, prepping to go out and face their competitors for tonight. The locker room prep was where the teams got into their uniforms before they would appear in the ring for the match. The uniforms they wore consisted of a sporty tank top, long fingerless gloves with elbow pads, and toeless and heel-less socks with kneepads going over them. The color scheme for the Thaigers’ UML uniform consisted of white, a dark shade of red, a lighter shade of red, black, and dark blue.
The UML uniform lacked any sort of bottoms as it was a sport centered around sex, ease of access to the required tools was a must.
“It’s the Vietnamese team, I think they’re called the Vixens,” said one of her fellow defenders as she adjusted her top and made sure her kneepads were on nice and snug.
The tigress adjusted her elbow pads a little and nodded. “Are there actually any vixens on the team? Or is it like, just a name? I heard vixens are kind of really good defenders,” she chuckled.
Her teammate shrugged her shoulders, “Eh, I don’t know, we didn’t get matched up against them last year, so, not really sure if there are any foxes on the team.”
The strikers on Alex’s team let out nervous chuckles when the Vietnamese team’s name was mentioned. Based on that reaction alone, it was hard for Alex not to believe that was true. Those darn foxes! What was their secret? Maybe Alex will get to see, or better yet, experience it first-hand.
After around twenty minutes of prep in the locker room, getting their uniforms on properly, and getting their head in the game for the match, their coach came walking into the locker room with her whistle and clipboard in hand, and a smile spread across her face. “Alright team listen up!” she said before she blew into her whistle a couple of times to get the attention of her team of sexperts. “We’re going to go out there and win, ya hear me? I’ve been hearing you whisper about them being foxes and vixens and whatever, but I know for a fact that ALL of you can take on a few weak little foxes, so don’t you go out there thinking that those foxes are going to make you tap out, okay? You got that?”
“Who are we?” she chanted.
“Thaigers!” the entire team chanted back in response.
“I can’t fucking hear you,” she cupped her hand near her ear to illustrate her point further.
“THAIGERS!” the entire team screamed so loud that it echoed in the locker room for a good second or two.
“Yes we fuckin’ are,” their coach nodded as a smug smile spread across her face. Seeing the team she coached so confident never ceased to please her. With the team all hyped up on team spirit, it was time for them to go out and get a good look at their opponents.
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