A special workout(Chigusa and Anja)

"No. On a stage, you perform for sheep. In the ring, you perform for vultures. A select few sheep turn into wolves or tigers, some vultures turn into hyena or crocodiles over time. Nothing bad with that by definition, no wolves without sheep. But I don't have to like it. Just pick your own animal type if you like."
It was astoundingly easy for Anja to press groups of people into animal roles. Sheep grazed to sustain themselves for the wolves and tigers, vultures picked up the leftover bones and turned into either a pack strong hyena who could well be akin to a lion if not for weak hind legs or a lurking crocodile.

"I don't have many options. I can fix your tax in a shady way, be a broker, clean your house, train, fight and strip. I don't mind to strip and like to train and fight. I don't even have a high school degree to show. What would you do if you were me?"
Even if Anja could be bothered to be a broker or a tax advisor, who would have hired her without any paper as proof?

All the while as she was talking and forcing decisions out of Chigusa, she kept tweaking her nipples but finally would put her mouth over the clit of the Japanese, slightly moving from left to right with a licking motion.

Chigusa didn't really understand the animal referenced Anja kept on making. First there were sheep and then tigers and then other weird animals, and Chigusa was soon spinning in a zoo. But she got the general gist of what Anja was saying. "No no, that's not what I meant," Chigusa said, "What I was asking was if you liked all this showy performance stuff Natalia and I do. You don't seem the type to enjoy those frivolous things. Lots of girls here are prejudiced against me because they think I'm just a creampuff, because of what I do."

She gasped when Anja's tongue began to play with her clit. The idol loved that hot feeling, her heart thumping loudly in her chest as she moaned.

A grin appeared on the face of Anja. That was probably the last she had expected, really stupid wrestlers in AFW.
"A creampuff? That's stupid in your case. You're at tag team champion in competitive wrestling, I'd only buy that if Megumi was an absolute monster, which she isn't. Results don't lie."
Sure, a creampuff could score a lucky win, but not gain and hold a title in AFW if not all stars did align for them in all their matches.
"But yes, I think yours and Nats stage acts outside of a wrestling arena are fashioned to persuade stupid people to make stupid decisions. A flashy ring entrance tells your opponent that you take wrestling seriously and want to be noticed in the competition. I couldn't care less if my merchandise sells well or how the public thinks about me as long as my work pays my bills."

She laid her gloved arms each around the legs of Chigusa then, letting her free reign over her own hands again while piercing the tip of her tongue into the womanhood of the idol to find her sweet spots in a slow way while the silk of her gloves stroked over the tights of the supposed creampuff.