Ronda, of course, didn't approach the Arena subtly. She catcalled and flirted with and groped a couple of women. Some didn't like it at all. Some quite did. Some others didn't mind because it was Ronda Rousey. Some others were less intimidated by these advances because they came from a woman, some were more intimidated because they came from Ronda Rousey. It was a spectrum of quite diverse reactions however, their reactions to the Lesbian pollen that invaded their veins would be pretty much the same, with slight differences depending on their sexuality.
Still, regardless they would want very much to have sexual relationships with women, pretty much as often as possible. It would not overwrite their desires to function and live. And it would not overwrite their other personal interests, but it would universally convert them into being very sexually active with other women and not caring much about sexual fidelity.
Ronda had her own personal dressing room. Which minimized her contact with the other female wrestlers. However, this will not matter, for reasons that will soon be made clear.
The night before, Asuka went to a bar for the explicit purpose of finding a woman to have sex with. Being an attractive woman attending a place with more than a few lesbian and bisexual women around, she was able to find someone quickly enough.
The next day though, Asuka had a meeting with a wrestler from another promotion. Namely one Tessa Blanchard. It wasn't a planned meeting. However, it wasn't that unexpected of one either. Asuka had been sending sometimes hanging out around traditional NWA parts of the city. She'd been secretly pondering the idea of joining up with them or ROH and quitting the WWF. Though she'd like to grab the Women's title there again and defend it a bit before she headed to pastures new.
So it wasn't that much of a surprise that Asuka, after working out in a more NWA frequented gym, she ran into Tessa Blanchard at a nearby restaurant.
Asuka didn't talk to her. Didn't say a word really. She did let her eyes stray over Tessa's body. Not only was Tessa a complete badass and a great wrestler, but she was quite attractive. Asuka finished her lunch and walked over to her, she brushed past her getting Tessa's attention and giving her a wink and a seductive smile.
Tessa blinked. What the hell was that? She recognized Asuka of course. She was one of the biggest badasses in wrestling. And she was pretty sure she was hitting on her. Tessa knew there had been rumors about her. She apparently had flings with other female wrestlers in Japan, and she had heard tell that she tried to seduce WWF's Emma.
Tessa shrugged. Whatever. It was pretty flattering if that's what it was. She decided to just go about her day.
Of course, by the time she arrived at the stadium, she was very, very gay and eager to check out some of her fellow wrestlers.
Alexa woke up in a daze. Something had happened, she was sure of that much. But it was foggy. She'd been a lesbian, she remembered that. Alexa was still pretty sure that was the case. She also had been having sex with Mickie James, which still sounded pretty hot. However, she didn't feel quite as warm as before. Maybe a bit more than usual, but much less than that burning intensity she had before. She still was kinda obsessed with other women, but she felt better now. Like she could go on with regular life. Getting up, she saw tow bodies moving under the covers. It was clear Mickie was having sex with a woman. Alexa was tempted to join in, but she was still kinda tired and felt the need to maybe get some food and something to drink and relax. So she made herself some coffee, grabbed a bottle of water and a quick breakfast and headed to Mickie's tv room to check out the news.
Alexa saw reports that several WWF female wrestlers were rounded up due to a "strange infection" that had them "behave oddly." It didn't take her more than a moment to put two and two together.
She had to tell Mickie. She didn't want to be rounded up by the government and put in a facility where they would do god knows what to her, and she didn't want that for Mickie either. She quickly ran back into Mickie's room.
"Mickie! We have a problem." Alexa said.
"What is it?" Mickie said, barely getting the words out. It was rather obvious that a woman was pleasuring her beneath the sheets.
"Some people were taken by the CDC. Female wrestlers who had shown "odd behavior" because of an "infection." Alexa said. The woman underneath the covers stopped going down on Mickie and sat up. It was Trish fucking Stratus, Alexa was shocked. Until she remembered that Trish had been called and helped her just by touching her.
"That's bad. They won't be able to help them. It will only make things worse. We need to go. Now." Trish said. The group was only able to round up a couple of items before immediately leaving. They didn't even get a chance to get dressed before piling into Trish's car and taking off. It was a good thing they left when they did. The CDC arrived just ten minutes after they left.
Becky Lynch and Naomi were lying in bed, naked, exhausted and watching the news.
"Do you think...those women..." Becky said as she was watching the anchor talk about the WWF female wrestlers who were taken into CDC custody.
"What...turned lesbian like us?" Naomi asked.
"Yeah. I didn't used to feel this way before. Neither did you, right?" Becky said.
"Well no...but you think this is some kind of disease or something?" Naomi said.
"Not being gay...but suddenly becoming a different sexuality? Maybe." Becky said.
"I don't want to turn back. And I don't want to be taken to some kind of lab." Naomi said.
"As long as we don't attract attention to ourselves, we'll be fine." Becky said. She agreed with Naomi. This was her life now. A life with Naomi and maybe occasionally a couple of other women. She didn't want anything else.
Tessa was leering pretty openly at the bottom of Kiera Hogan. The girl on fire had a great backside, and she couldn't help but watching every movement of it as Kiera got dressed.
"Tessa, are you checking out my ass?" Kiera asked.
"Yeah." Tessa said. Her voice full of confidence, as if it was no big deal. Kiera didn't exactly mind this. She knew her ass was hot. But she didn't expect Tessa to be the kinda woman who noticed. At least not in that way.
"Well feel free to look, but don't touch. We've got a match tonight and I don't want you getting anymore handsy then normal with my assets." Kiera said.
"Course not." Tessa said, though she wasn't entirely sure she could keep that promise.
The NWA show would be starting soon, and anyone could fall prey to the pollen.