As Brand entered the gym, all eyes were on him. This was the day, the day of the big fight. He was at the point of no return, this was it. Everyone was silent, they all just kinda of stared at him. The crowd parted as he made his way to the ring.
All eyes were on him as assumed his position. He stood nervously in the right corner as he awaited his opponent. Suddenly, cheers and applause commenced as his opponent finally joined him in the ring.
She removed her robe and struck a pose. Yes, it was a 'she' that he was fighting.
He gulped nervously. The truth was, he was intimidated by her, very intimidated. In the past few months since she had started coming to his gym, he'd made various attempts to try to get her to go out with him: she always turned him down.
Gina was tall, very tall. Taller than he was. She had an incredible body because she always worked out. She was bronzed and toned in all the right places. Today, her brown hair was tied back in a pony tail. She wore short-shorts, very short shorts and a tiny tank top.
Don't get the wrong idea, Gina wasn't some kind of muscle-bound woman, on the contrary, she was just in fantastic shape. Her upper body in particular was toned, her arms were not too thick, but thin enough to see a muscular form. Her stomach was flat and particularly muscular, she sported a fancy diamond belly button ring.
As she turned to acknowledge her adoring audience, Brad noticed a lower back tattoo which he had not seen before.
In hindsight, Brad wasn't a small man. He too was quite muscular and had had his fair share of fights..... so why was he so uneasy about this particular fight?
He looked out onto the crowd. All of them were women. All of them came here to see him loose, all of them wanted to see him emasculated in the most humiliating way known to man.
So how did he get himself in this position? It was his own damn fault and on account of his stupidity. Given the fact that Brad knew he was handsome, he always acted as though he was gods gift to the world. He was always bragging about his exploits, his victories and of course, his sexual encounters.
What many of his 'macho-musclebound-meathead-friends' didn't know, was that he was full of shit. And Gina saw right through him.
The truth was, Brad wasn't that much of a ladies man. He clearly overcompensated for something.... Big build, constant bragging, BMW. Yep, Gina saw right through him. Brad knew he wasn't a 'big' man below the belt, he always avoided the showers and places of public nudity.
As for his sexual exploits..... well, he's only ever been with one woman, and that was his high school sweetheart, almost 10 years ago. She left him for another man. Brad always suspected it was because of his lack of manhood; after all, she did leave him for a black guy. After that, Brad decided to give girls a rest and focused on boxing and becoming stronger and bigger than any other guy in his neighborhood.
At the local gym, he was somewhat of a hero. All his buddies looked up to him, and often some of the female boxers would stop and gawk at him. His ego was about as big as his lies.
His reputation preceded him.
It wasn't until a few months ago when someone new started coming to the gym..... Gina. Instantly, he was smitten by her. Far too shy to approach her, he decided to work out harder than ever before in hopes to catch her attention. It didn't work, he then resorted to challenging his friends to fights (which he always won), and she still didn't notice him.
Then, eventually he decided to just come out and just ask her if she wanted to join him for dinner.
"Gina is it?" He asked.
He caught her in the middle of her workout. She just frowned at him and nodded.
"Listen, I think you and I should go out. I think we really might hit it off."
Gina stopped in her tracks. Looked him up and down and said, "No, I'm good" and then resumed her workout.
Brad looked over his shoulder, some of his friends and some female boxers saw this. They snickered amongst themselves. Embarrassed, Brad quickly made his way out of there, "Fucking bitch! No one makes a fool of me!"
The next few weeks, Brad did everything in his power to make her life a living hell. Although it was childish, his ego blocked his sense of reasoning. He resorted to childish pranks, such as public name calling, humiliation and singling out. He was just plain mean.
In one instance, he changed the lock on her locker while she was in the shower, causing her to leave the gym in nothing but a towel. He was doing a good job at pissing her off. All of his friends of course, praised him and continued to praise him. All the girls however, began to see him for what he truly was. Soon, none of the girls gawked at him; none of the girls paid any interest in him.... Why? Because he was an arrogant asshole.
As the weeks passed, Brad started to notice a different atmosphere at the gym. More hostility towards him and..... oddly enough, more girls.
Still, in spite of everything that was happening, he still desperately wanted Gina. Finally he decided to confront her.
"Listen here, I don't like what you're doing to my gym!" he shouted at her.
Again, she was in the middle of her workout. His tone of voice caught the attention of most of the girls, soon a circle formed around them.
"Your gym? Look around asshole, its my gym" she said.
Brad looked around and couldn't see any of his friends, they were all her friends. What the hell happened?
"You and your girlies aren't welcome here. This is Brads gym, for men!" Brad shouted.
