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This story involves a very specific fetish that i have come across in my many female muscle erotic ventures. This style was heavily inspired by some of my favorite authors from the now extinct Diana The Valkyrie site. If role reversal, light feminization, female muscle and so one doesn't interest you, please don't bother reading ahead. This is my first public submission and I would love to hear any feedback/comments.
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I found a friend in my university gym the other day. As the gym was packed, we had to share a bench. It was my third time there despite being in my college for 5 years. Her name was Alex and I am Avery. I am 4'11" and Alex was 6'2". I was benching 50 pounds for 8 reps when I saw a shadow upon me and the face of Alex with her rippling muscles, she had rolled up her sleeves up to her shoulders showing off her delts, biceps and bulging triceps. "Hey little guy, its too crowded
in here today, do you mind if we share the bench?" she asked in a maternal way, "sure" I stood and lo she began changing the weights. I watched her in amazement as she loaded up 225lbs. "Do you need me to spot" "haha, that's cute, I don't want you getting hurt now" she winked at me and I watched as he repped out the iron, her triceps seemed hard and sculpted, her boulder shoulders ballooning out in the effort. She blasted out 8 reps. She sat up in the bench, having drenched it in her sweat, smelling a bit musky with her sweat and stretching herself making her large,
I instinctively shrank from her size. "Are you a freshman?" she asked me, a fair question considering my size. "No, I am a senior" "Oh! you are too little to be a senior!" she said smiling affectionately, "I am a sophomore, I am Alex nice to meet you" "Hi Alex, I am Avery" and shook her rough calloused hands. My hands were soft in comparison. She told me how good it is that I am working out and trying to be strong, and that she really appreciates me. When I was benching on her sweat drenched bench, I struggled with my reps with just 50 pounds. "Avery, you should go lighter if it is too heavy for you" Alex suggested, "but it is already just 50 pounds!!" My voice shaking because of the weight in my hand. She started encouraging
me to finish my set in the middle of our conversation. When it was apparent it was too heavy for me, she supported my miniscule elbows in her large grasp and encouraging me. She loaded back the bar just taking it out of my hands liked it weighed nothing. "Yaay, you do it, so yeah, you should go lighter if it is too heavy for you, it is more important to do quality reps than ego-lifting " She womansplained while I nodded at her advice "Ok, I am not even going to argue with you Alex, you bench more than 5 times me, what do you propose?"
"I could help you get stronger if you want? what do you say little guy" she winked at me, "That would be great Alex, i was looking for help" I said gratefully, "You got me now, so no worries" She said smiling confidently and grasping my whole thin arm in her grip in a comforting way. We agreed upon a common time to meet tomorrow and said she would coach me to get strong like her with a wink. She asked me to clean the bench for her and walked away. That's how it was going to be, I was going to learn a man's sport from a woman who was way younger than me, but I liked it, she seemed strong and good at what she does.