Gym girls rule, part one!
by The "T.K.O Kidd" desio@adelphia.net
a man is beaten up by a three teengirl bodybuilders, after his girlfriend deals with him 1st!


Gym girls rule!

For Charlie, it must of been the worst day of his life.

Charlie was a man in his late forties, and appeared older then his given age.
Charles had never considered working out, or doing anything about his health,
until that was, that his somewhat younger girlfriend had gotten on his case
too do something about it.

Charlie stood five foot seven, and weighed 138lbs, and was no where near
having any solid built about him. Jeannie, a brunette with shoulder length
hair, Charle's girlfriend was five foot ten, and a half with her weighing one
hundred, and seventy eight pounds, and that was in muscles. Jeannie was a very
attractive girl, with a pleasurable hard muscular built. Jeannie was a large
boned girl that carried thick layers of the padded muscles, about her body.
Jeannie's thighs, and lower legs, and cavles were an awesome display of female
muscular beauty, thick, and rippling heavy with muscle, and strength.
Jeannie's arms were strong as well with them being solid, and thick as well.
Jeannie's strong midesection while appearing as a hard washboard, was
complimented by her soft young breasts that were of a decent size, pushing
themselfs out proudly while pressed heavenly against the inner fabric of the
top clothing she would choose to wear, and a deep rich tan favored her well in
all of this.

Then Charlie's day of recognition came, when his girlfriend challenged him to
a wrestling match, with her deciding she was going to whip Charle's into
shape.

The match between Charlie, and Jeannie would take place at Charle's apartment.
Charles accepted the challenge of his girlfriend, thinking it would be fun,
and also having it in mind that it wouldbe fun beating her in a wrestling
match. But was Charlie to be fooled?

After the wrestling match took off, and partway through it, it was evident to
Charlie, that he was the weaker one, and that his girlfriend was definately
the stronger of them.

Beads of sweat mounted heavily on Charlies forehead, and the pain was growing
hard, and steady in his abdomen, with severe crampings, and sharp stinging
pangs, coursing throughout his stomach muscles. Charle's back wasn't feeling
any better neither. Charlie rleased a set of tears, with them streaking his
reddened cheeks, while his girlfriend squeezed him between her thighs, with
showing him little to no mercy.

Jeannie, Charlies girlfriend wasn't about to let up on squeezing her young
muscular thighs, tightening them even closer together about Charle's stomach.
Jeannie knew Charles was a weak man, and with the tears he was now shedding at
a frequent pace, figured if Charlie was to know how weak, and out of shape of
a man he really was, she was to teach him so, and all the baby like balling
now, wasn't going to save him.

Charlie figured since he was a man, and that his girlfriend was in her early
twenties, he wouldn't have no problem taking her in a wrestling match, but now
he knew he was wrong, and was finding out quite the opposite as the tears
stung his cheeks, and with his stomach muscles burning up in pain, as Jeannie
poured on the presure of her inner thigh muscles against his back, and belly,
causing her thighs to enlarge, and swell up hard at an increased rate.

Charlie began gasping for air, and desperately tried to inhale any of the
precious substance back into his hurting upper body, and lungs. Charlie felt
his mind beginning to spin, with dizziness, and grow faint, and his breathing
came in shortened gasps, as he tried to inhale oxygen, that Jeannie was
depriving him of. Jeannie kept up her steady flow of squeezing her thighs
tighter together about Charlies weakening body quickly, and causing him to cry
like a little baby. Charle's fear grew with what he saw, and with what he saw,
was Jeannie's thighs growing thicker, harder, and swelling with muscles.
Charlie's fear was with reason, and that reason was, that the strong young
female muscular thighs that was ever so painfully growing harder against his
stomach, and lower back, was giving him that reason to be frightened.
Jeannie's legs felt like massive bands of tightening steel against Charlie's
lower back, and belly, and with the pain he was now experiencing due to his
girlfriend squeezing him was causing him to cry out in loud tears.
"IIIiiieeeaaahhhgggGGGGGG!!!"

Charlie, though found some little relief, when Jeannie would let up on his
stomach just a little, did manage to cry out in tears for mercy pleading with
Jeannie, "pleaseee,, please, please stop it hurts,, your going to snap some
ribs, along with breaking my backkkKKK! IIIiiieeeaaahhhgggGGG!!!"

Then Charlie found some momentarily relief, with Jeannie letting on him.

"Well little old man, i think you need to do something then about your
weakness, if you don't like such a young girl punishing you over your lack of
interest in doing some thing about your health!" Jeannie said, admonishing
Charles.

Charlie cried out in tears with Jeannie allowing him too breathe some, and
with her letting up on the painful scissors she had about his body. Charlie
though still felt the heavy weight of Jeannie's thighs, with them still
feeling like heavy iron against his midsection, and back. Charlie sobbed
heavily in tears, with them mixing with the sweat from his forehead that
rolled down slowly, into his eyes, causing them to sting painfully. Charles
began begging Jeannie, "anything,, anything sweetheart,, i'll do whatever you
want me to do, to,, to,, to dooo,,, tooo get in shape,,,
IIIiiieeeaaahhhgggGGG!!!"

Suddenly, and without warning, Jeannie applied an incredible ammount of inner
thigh muscle pressure about Charlie's stomach. Charle's facial expression went
from one stage to another, from pain to panic, from panic to fright, and now
with discolouration, from red to a deepening red to a light blue, to a darker
shade of blue, and with his eyes now bulging, look of shock, and horror as his
mind began to fade in a whirlpool of pain, shortly before passing out.

Jeannie was a fine looking young woman, that kept her physique in top shape.
The woman was a little more then a fitness buff, and she took great pride in
showing it through her hard female stucture that was packed with nothing but
thick solid layers of rippling muscles. Jeannie never cared for slackers, and
never could see why she decided to choose Charles, even as old as he was, but
there was something about Charles that she liked, but just couldn't figure out
what it was. Jeannie knew though if she was to continue dating Charlie, he was
going too be a man, and a man that cared for his health. This Jeannie was now
making sure of.

Charlie experienced Jeannie's strength for the first time that day, and having
felt the pain in his body, knew now what a discomfort that a woman's body
could bring him. Charlie was totally convinced now he couldn't take his
girlfriend in a wrestling match, and knew he wasn't going to be the lead in
this relationship with Jeannie. The thought of if a real fistfight would take
place between him, and Jeannie, he realised he would lose miserably too her.
Charlie was actually scared of Jeannie, and did mostly what she would want him
to, fearing if he didn't that this woman would take him aside, and beat the
living hell out of him.

Charlie, did join a gym, but it wasn't the gym that Jeannie attended, with
Jeannie letting him know, that she didn't want his out of shape ass, in the
same gym with her, that was, until his bodily appearance shaped up some. So
Charles began working out in a gym across town. A gym on the bad side of town
where mostly the rough necks, and the mean type toughies would work out.

There Charlie was working out in the West End Gym, of course on the West end
of town. Charlie was new to the gym, and the awkward way he went about the gym
while going through some of his exercises was obvious to some men, that he was
a newbie, as well as three well built teenage girls noticing.

These three girls were three cute little powerhouses having physiques on them
that showed an outstanding display of young female musles, that were working
out there at the time. Charlie recognised how well built they were, and knew
without any doubt that these three girls were definately strong, with them
carrying so much muscle about them, and would occassionally take a glance in
their direction.

Charle's being a man in his late forties, had a taste for strong healthy young
women, and his present girlfriend was proof too that fact. Charlie though had
a thing about trying to impress girls, and even though his reason for being in
a gym, was because of his girlfriend not being impressed by him,charged him to
do something about his failing health. As told earlier it was Jeannie,
Charlie's young ladyfriend, girlfriend in her early twenties had litterly
kicked his ass in a wrestling match; then demanded him to do something about
his weak flabby out of shape body. Imagine for a moment, if you will, that it
was you who were dating a young woman strong, healthy, and fit, with a thick
physique packed with solid layers of rippling muscles; what would you do if
she pounded you to a crying pulp in a grapple. More then likely you would
listen to her, especially after realising that this girl could littlerly clean
your clock in a fistfight, if she wanted too.

Charlie then noticed a couple of guys watching him with some humour in their
eyes, and noticed the girls giggling at him, as he went to left some ten pound
dumbbells to curl. Charlie's little ego took some pride, when he spotted the
girls giggling at his awkwardness, and decicided to choose a set of thirty
pound dumbbells.

Oh my Charlie was now setting himself up for some real embarassment with
taking the dumbbells off of the rack that they were placed on. Charle's arm
hung down heavily with a dumbbell in each hand weighing 30 pounds each.
Charlie struggled hard to begin his alternating curls of the weight, but found
it nearly impossible to pull the one dumbbell up that he had in his right
hand. Charlie struggled hard, and gritted his teeth, trying to force the
muscle in his right bicep to do the job of curling the weight, but failed
miserably. Finally Charlie gave up with the trying to curl the 30 pound
dumbbells, and sat them back on the rack almost as neatly as they were before
he took them off. But Charles had a hard time at that, replacing the two
dumbbells back onto the weight rack. The three girls giggled harder at
Charlie, causing Charle's face to reddened in embarrassment.

After Charles took a place on a bench to catch a little breather he noticed
two of the teenage girls now standing beside the dumbells where he had just
came from. What surprised Charlie some, along with adding to his present
embarrassment was, that a taller girl of the two handed her shorter girlfriend
the same two 30 pound dumbbells, while she took a set of 45's off of the rack.
The two girls, then started to curl the weight simutaniously with each other,
somewhat in a rhytmatic fashion, complimenting each other. Charlie's face grew
red, when the shorter girl blew a kiss at him, and with both girls winking at
him, while they went about curling more weight then he could possibaly ever
handle.

Charlie though was impressed by the two girls, as he watch their biceps swell,
and peak hard at each uprise of the weght the two of them were curling. "My
gawd!" Charlie thought to himself. These girls were rock solid with muscle,
and he could see layers of the padded muscle ripple throughout both of them,
in their shoulders, and arms. Both of these girls had abdomens exposing a
washboard like midsection, that would ripple, and tighten with hardness, with
each swing of the weight the two were curling. What impressed Charlie most
about the two girls was that the two of them appeared that they were in their
first year of highschool, due to their cute baby like faces.

Teengirl bodybuilders. Well Charlie had heard of them, but never thought any
would live in an area so close to him.