This choice: Dan, the bodybuilder and Nicole and Sara, the onlookers. • Go Back...Chapter #3Dan, the bodybuilder and Nicole and Sara, the o... by: GrowingNikki   Nikki couldn't help but be a little embarrassed to be hanging out by the Meat Locker, in her mind this was the sort of place that only egocentric losers would come to hang out; or work out for that matter. The raised platform was perfect for beefy narcissists to put on a show of their superior physiques, and there were even rows of benches for girls and guys alike to surround the small gym and pay worship to their favorite muscle gods.
On a normal day Nikki wouldn't have been caught dead anywhere near the place and had even, in the past, made fun of both the bodybuilders that frequented the establishment and the crowd that surrounded it. Today, though, wasn't a normal day and Nikki had to be supportive of her best friend Sara.
Less than a week ago Sara had been through a nasty break up with her former boyfriend, Greg. Now Sara was rebounding and wanted to prove to herself that she was still desirable and sexy (two things Greg had assured her that she wasn't anymore since she had added 30 pounds of sleek muscle to her frame during the time they had been dating) while also flirting with men who were even bigger than Greg. Much to Sara's delight that's exactly what they had found the moment they had arrived.
"Oh my god, Nikki, look at these hunks." Sara had said as they walked up to the gym. "Even the scrawniest guy here has a good 30 pounds on Greg's sorry ass."
Nikki had been pretty sure that Sara was beginning to salivate. They made a few laps around the place before Sara pointed out a particularly built man working out his massive arms.
"That one?" Nikki asked. She was doing her best to be supportive but this whole endeavor felt a little pathetic. "He's a midget!" The man stood about 5' 4" and was the shortest guy on the workout stage, though his short stature made his bulk that much more impressive looking.
"He's enormous," Sara said. "And gorgeous."
Nikki had to admit that he was quite handsome, and his physique was beyond compare. In fact Nikki was pretty sure the guy wouldn't do well in a bodybuilding competition because he was too big. She tried to let her cynicism slide and held any further comments while she and Sara sat and watched the big man work.
Nikki noticed that the big man and Sara very quickly began making eye contact with each other and after about half an hour of casual glances he came over to where they sat still carrying a huge dumbbell. Sara was on her feet immediately and approached the raised platform on which the big man stood. She was eye level with his monstrous quads which, Nikki noticed, were each about as big around as her torso.
The man introduced himself as Dan and shook both girls' hands. The girls gave their names back with Nikki making sure to give her full name, Nicole, in the hopes that Sara would hear the disapproval in her voice. Dan continued to pump his dumbbell as they spoke which annoyed Nikki a bit.
"It's great to meet you both," Dan said then pointed to Sara with his free hand, "I'm pretty sure I've seen you down here a few times recently, right?"
Sara blushed so bright that her face, neck and even her chest glowed red. Nikki gave her a look but then backed off; Sara had asked her here for support not judgements.
Dan sensed the tension and moved on by complimenting Sara's muscle tone. "You wear your muscle really well. I'd be willing to bet you could get even bigger if you wanted and still look beautiful. Do you compete? I could see you doing really well in bikini or even figure shows."
Nikki knew this was exactly what Sara had been hoping to hear and it instantly endeared her to Dan a little. Greg had done a number on her self esteem by telling her she looked bulky and mannish, he even called her ugly. Nikki knew this was so far from the truth it was laughable, her friend was stunning, but Greg's words had hit hard. Now Nikki saw relief in Sara's face that told her the pain was beginning to wash away.
"I know it's kind of a dumb question, but do you compete?" Nikki asked while Sara gathered herself.
Dan grinned. "Not a dumb question at all. Pretty perceptive of you really, you'd make a good judge. I do compete from time to time but I never place well. My body is pretty out of proportion, especially my arms." To prove his point Dan squeezed out a slow rep with the big dumbbell making his arm swell greatly. Nikki had to do her best not to roll her eyes when she heard Sara purr with approval. "I don't know, I guess I just like being as big as I can be instead of winning shows."
"Something of a Napoleon complex, I guess." As soon as the words were out of her mouth Nikki regretted them. She hadn't meant to dig on Dan's height and certainly hadn't meant for him to hear her doing it. Sara's eyes were wide with disbelief over her friend's actions.
Dan, however, just let out a huge laugh. "Yeah, I've been there. I was really bad in High School and the first half of college. My problem is that I've always been short but naturally very strong. When I started working out and building muscle, getting stronger, I was even worse. I always like to point out that there are tyrants and assholes of all shapes and sizes, fat, fit, tall, short, but that was one cliche, the Napoleon one, that was definitely true for me. And you know what's really funny? I found out later that Napoleon wasn't even short. I guess it was something people made up to tear him down a little. No excuse for me being an ass, though."
Nikki was genuinely curious. "What happened? What changed you?"
Dan looked thoughtful for a moment. "I hurt a girl that was really special to me. Not physically, mind you, I never hit her, but I guess I said some things that did more damage than my fists could have. That whole thing made me really look at who I was and why I was acting that way. And then a few days after that the offensive line of the football team kicked the shit out of me." Now Dan laughed again. "That really put things in perspective.
"The fact is I really did start getting into bodybuilding and strength training because I was overcompensating for being short. I hated my height but now I realize it's just a part of who I am. These days I work out because it's fun. I build my body because I'm good at it and I just really love being big. And, not to be too forward, I love the looks I get from beautiful women like this one." He turned toward Sara. "I can tell that you really, really love muscle on a man, don't you?"
"I really, really do." Sara said with breathy desire. "The bigger, the better. And I don't think I've seen anyone bigger than you."
Dan puffed out his chest and tensed his arms and legs. "Well, I know we've only just met but I really, really like you."
The big man was just about to ask Sara if she'd like to go for a walk along the beach when something strange began to happen. | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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