It was the event they had been working towards for the last four years. They had dedicated every moment of their lives the getting here; disciplining themselves, waking up early to train in all weathers and even on Christmas day, avoiding the foods they love and having to say no as others scoffed down cake or candy in font of them, missing out on nights out and spending time with friends and family to go to the gym or get to bed early, travelling all over the world from anonymous hotel to anonymous hotel and having no time for normal relationships, toning their bodies and minds into perfect specimens of the human form.

But it had been worth it. The years of self control and sacrifice had paid off. They were finally here in the Olympic village ready to put themselves to the test and show just how good they really were. Thousands of other athletes from almost 200 other countries were here too each with their own story and goals but there was more than just competition on their minds. The sexual tension was high and with perfectly toned bodies as far as the eye could see it was only a matter of time before something happened. After all they were encouraged to make friends and get to know their fellow athletes better. Just how they did that was up to them. With so many people all concentrated in such a small space and time there plenty going on that the public never get to hear about. These are the stories of the Ohlympic village.