Ah, the gym. Fast paced electronic music pumping out of the speakers as buff men and stunning women sculpted their bodies, loud metallic clangs echoing through the room at different intervals. She'd never been a fan of weight machines like most of the guys did, and preferred the free weights she often used for in Sanda (No, not Samba the dance, rather Sanda, the Chinese name for kickboxing). She walked out of the locker rooms in a tight and skimpy workout outfit and for once examined surroundings instead of the people: First time she's visited the gym in Yorkshun.
Melanie had been keeping her weight steady for many years now, a grueling effort almost uncharacteristic of a lazy, nonchalant girl like her whose only major efforts revolved around getting laid with people who'd reject her. Despite being this tall for a woman, she'd been this tall since middle school, long before all the boys grew tall enough to stand at eye level with her, a height intimidating enough to protect her younger sisters from bullies... Even though never needed any form of violence to achieve this...
Still, all these years of stabilizing her weight at a healthy [CENSORED] helped her tone her body and keep her curves firm and perky in all the right places. Squats were one of her favorites exercises, of course, but she needed more than that to get this result... Still, the perfect exercise to start today's workout right after her jog and warm up stretches. She kept her weights light: Though 10lb dumbells in each hand were hardly anything impressive, she used those same weights throughout the bulk of her workout and never rested for more than 10, 20 seconds in between sets.
"One...", she counted out to herself pressing up with the weights near her shoulders, then following up into the second rep, lowering into a squat, followed by another shoulder press once she stood back upright, "Two..."
Melly kept her eyes firmly locked into the mirror, but she wasn't so much paying attention to her own form (she had that down long ago) but rather everyone else, see who was staring at her butt and for how long. It's not like she could blame them, quite the opposite: She'd be doing exactly the same if she were in their position. One might be liable to guess Melanie chose this position on purpose, facing away from everyone so even the shy types would feel more comfortable oggling her. And one would be liable to guess correctly. Maybe she'd spot someone worth hitting on... After all, Mel wasn't called big ol' five for nothing.
Outfit
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Melanie had been keeping her weight steady for many years now, a grueling effort almost uncharacteristic of a lazy, nonchalant girl like her whose only major efforts revolved around getting laid with people who'd reject her. Despite being this tall for a woman, she'd been this tall since middle school, long before all the boys grew tall enough to stand at eye level with her, a height intimidating enough to protect her younger sisters from bullies... Even though never needed any form of violence to achieve this...
Still, all these years of stabilizing her weight at a healthy [CENSORED] helped her tone her body and keep her curves firm and perky in all the right places. Squats were one of her favorites exercises, of course, but she needed more than that to get this result... Still, the perfect exercise to start today's workout right after her jog and warm up stretches. She kept her weights light: Though 10lb dumbells in each hand were hardly anything impressive, she used those same weights throughout the bulk of her workout and never rested for more than 10, 20 seconds in between sets.
"One...", she counted out to herself pressing up with the weights near her shoulders, then following up into the second rep, lowering into a squat, followed by another shoulder press once she stood back upright, "Two..."
Melly kept her eyes firmly locked into the mirror, but she wasn't so much paying attention to her own form (she had that down long ago) but rather everyone else, see who was staring at her butt and for how long. It's not like she could blame them, quite the opposite: She'd be doing exactly the same if she were in their position. One might be liable to guess Melanie chose this position on purpose, facing away from everyone so even the shy types would feel more comfortable oggling her. And one would be liable to guess correctly. Maybe she'd spot someone worth hitting on... After all, Mel wasn't called big ol' five for nothing.
Outfit
Words: 440