Real life muscular women sightings and encounters

[Polite Society]

  I guess there is a small chance you may have misheard the name of Analita?

[jaqeau]

 < I guess there is a small chance you may have misheard the name of Analita?>


Yes, her accent was thick (as her body) and my hearing is not the best these days.

[jaqeau]

I think the first woman I saw at Gold's was Danielle Mastromatteo.

[pumpfiction]

Could it be Judy Gaillard ?  She's an NPC Judge
Oh wow! Thanks for sharing beowulff. K+++ Did the rest of her look as impressive as her back?

Good call but I think Judy and her husband Timmy are based in Mississippi.

[nbunited21]

I was working out at a high school track last night (steinert high school in Hamilton, NJ if anyone knows who it might be). Alot of people go there since there's tires and stuff.  We were doing a hiit workout in one corner, putting in some sprints in there, and all of a sudden I look up and someone is taking pictures of a fairly fit looking, tan girl in a white track outfit on the other side of the track.  I assumed it was for college recruiting or something.  As I got closer it seemed like she was maybe a little older than high school age and her muscles just exploded with every movement.  She got into different running or gymnastics poses for the guy taking pictures of her.  I watched as her biceps and triceps balled into huge muscles.  With every turn her calves just danced, thick and tight.  She wasn't extremely huge but was definitely muscular, like a big gymnast or figure competitor.  I would have said something if I wasn't with my fiance (who is also very muscular and powerful but more of an athlete/natural way).  I did think maybe it was a shoot for herbiceps or something.  Anyone from the area and know who it might be?

[trickdarter]

Just a question.  I have been a Muscle fetish guy since I was about 14.  I'm 45 now.  I also live in a part of the country where there isn't much muscle on women.  When I see a very muscular woman, which is very rare, I lose control.  I'm so attracted to the bulk, shapes, veins, and muscle that my heart races.  I often if on foot will change direction just to see if what I'm seeing is actually what I'm seeing.  I give up very fast though because I hate the idea of stalking. 

The first time I seen a FBB was in Vegas.  I saw Monica Martin walking through a casino.  I followed for about 50 yards and finally got the balls to approach her and ask for a pic.  She was so nice and flexed for me in the pic.  I was a mess for the rest of the day.  A freaking mess.  She is/was incredible.  During that "Surprise" sighting I was a walking hard on until I relieved myself.  Funny thing is, I booked a session with her the next year.  My reaction was totally different.  She was beautiful, but my heart never raced and I couldn't get nearly as excited, mostly cause I was anxious I guess.

A few months ago, I seen a VERY RIPPED veiny chick with huge pumpkin shoulders walking out of my local grocery store.  I was in a rush so I just kept going, but my heart again was racing and took a long time to relax. 

Anyone else experience similar things? 

[csll]

This is very much the same sort of reaction I have when I see a muscular woman IRL. Of course there are varying degrees - sometimes I'll spot an otherwise "normal" woman with huge calves and get that tinge of excitement. But on the extremely rare occasions that I actually see a true female bodybuilder (even at the figure level) in public, it's like my body goes into red alert and I'm stuck on that moment for at least the next couple days. It's like seeing a unicorn. But I've never been to a contest or had a session, so my exposure in general has been very low, despite having always been attracted to these women.

[Bugenhagen]

Lol yeah, I can get the freeze, the heat up, the run away, and the creeper when I run across muscular women in the wild. It took some effort and opportunities, but I've gotten more comfortable with speaking to them and hang out. That said, a few years ago, I had a female bodybuilding friend for a while who was around 5'7" 155 and really into competing naturally.

I came onto her, but it didn't go anywhere after I found out she was friends with my most recent ex. Still, we struck up a friendship. What I eventually learned though, was that I was completely controlled by the halo effect. Rather, I was so attracted to her that I kind of glossed over how... unfun she was. I'd just let her drone on about men she was dating and bad decisions she'd make and even though I wasn't into our interaction, I let myself hang around because of that body. I found it to be a pretty interesting darkside to musclepreciation.

Oh, and generally, every time I see a woman with gargantuan calves, I pretty much gotta go holla lol. Ever since the first set I saw in college, I lose control over bulgy calves. I even wrote songs about it.

[jaggyjoe]

Same reaction here. Heart beating, legs shaking, and that feeling that lasts for hours or days thinking about it and having to relief, even a couple of times.
Interesting that I have also the same reaction when going to a session: one of them I was kind of nervous, and the other one I had the feeling of "ok, I'm here so what". Not the same heart beating/legs shaking reaction of seeing a huge girl on the streets.

"It's like seeing an unicorn": very well written, pretty much like that!

[pumpfiction]

I have to admit I went through a similar story more than a decade ago, and yes, it's much the setting, the location or the incongruity and serendipity of the situation combined together that make the experience more exciting.

So 13 years ago I was attending an appointment at this local student housing body on the second floor when I quickly peeped through the window on my way back to the exit downstairs. It was actually a short glance but my eyes captured a very unnaturally tanned women in a dark green dress driving a Peugeot IIRC at low speed through the street. I finally joined my friend sitting on the pavement when I spotted the said car and the woman getting out of it who was actually… Maryse Manios. Incredible. No words could be uttered for a couple of seconds. No time to be hard funnily enough. Hence the exaggerated tan (Any pic of Maryse on the net shows she damn loves her tan). The only FBBs I had seen so far before were natural competitors. Not in the same league by a couple of miles. My eyes and what I could have seen of Maryse online or on national TV so far didn’t lie: she was built like a fucking tank. I’ve seen my (small) share of FBBs IRL later on, most of the time a little bit underwhelmed by their actual size compared to their photos. But not Maryse. She is in another dimension.

So back to the story, she got out of her car, I can’t remember if my jaw was agape or not, stepping on the pavement, I mean, swaggering her way to her apartment. To be fair swaggering may be a too strong word for that, there wasn’t really a hint of arrogance just a woman with enough confidence to parade her body during a day of heatwave at the sight of everybody. I couldn’t stop thinking about it the rest of day.

I came back to the housing body the day after for a new appointment around lunchtime. Again, and I hardly believe in sheer luck, but Maryse was again stomping the pavement, this time with the tan totally washed off. The surprise was still there much more because of seeing her a second time in a row within a couple of days but shock was gone. Both times i never approached her despite her legendary kindness. To be fair, at that time it wasn’t uncommon to see Maryse wandering around the city centre like the local TV shows on her would let me imagine  so I could expect to see her one day crossing my path… Which never materialized ha ha.

Fast forward almost a decade later when I attended my first FIBO-Messe when it was still held in Essen. At that time I was training powerlifting-style quite seriously with a group of friends so my reasons to be here were about perusing the new equipments and of course because it’s the freaking FIBO and you have to got your arse there once in the lifetime. I saw all those BBing superstars, the Jay Cutlers (In a injury mode, in such a bad shape that he looked like a heart failure patient), the Lee Priest (So tiny), the Dennis Jameses and Dexter Jacksons (Not much taller), Big Guenther not so big. Only the giant Marcus Ruhl looked as imposing as his pictures always suggested.

So of course, I also met my share of FBBers with Maryse again and Kathy Connors, but the awe wasn’t the same. Natalie Falk offered me a bright smile when I took a pic of her, her condition was impressive but her small stature kind of undermined it. Same for Daniela Sell and her bulky frame who almost failed to impress me, certainly because of her small height, nevertheless her stern stare when I briefly looked at her was enough to turn my head swiftly in another direction lol (Not that she was angry at me or otherwise).Marika Johansson's body already started the get the (heavy) ink treatment so that I couldn't discern the muscles.

IMO, the fact I have seen so many pics of FBBs online seemed to have desensitized to the sight of FBBs. Or more certainly, the location (FIBO) and the natural expectation of spotting them there was in cause.

[Jimthehunter54]

My health teacher was also a gym teacher. She was cut not big but very defined. We were learning about the muscular system and she for 5 seconds flexed her right bicep. I didn't move for about 5 seconds. I tried not to make a face or anything because I didn't want to look weird. The muscle ripples from her arm gave me a thrill. That happened today.

[bicepboy]

That effect definitely happens to me. It can be overwhelming. On Saturday -- around noon --  I was walking behind a young hipsterish couple, for a block and then around the corner. The young woman was a little round and wearing flip-flops, but her hamstrings were full and hard and her calves were about all I could see for two minutes. Huge, hard, shapely -- in sandals. I couldn't even imagine how they would pop in heels. But that was tame compared to what happens to me when I see strong biceps. There was the senior citizen in the grocery market who had my gaze the whole time I was there -- I had to speak with her and made a little small talk in line, but didn't have the presence to go with her and try to chat her up. Then, there was the time I saw Lisa Aukland in a Panera's, while my g/f was in the ladies room. I was so blown away, I had to run to the mens room myself. But, in sessions, it's more work. Lacks the excitement in the element of surprise, I guess.

[bubba69]

It's like over time I've developed a sixth sense in detecting female muscle! This dog can track!

[M7]

Definitely still feel the adrenaline rush when seeing big, muscular women. Even more so when it's unexpected. Doubt I'll ever lose the excitement of seeing an impressive woman in public. Pics and vids is one thing, seeing them right in front of you is entirely another.

[M7]

Had a good one yesterday. Totally unexpected which is always nice. Had an appointment that was next door to a 24 hour fitness gym. I didn't notice her right away unfortunately and only got a look from the side as I was walking from my car. She was big, but not huge. Very nice size though and good definition. She was wearing a black tank top and tight black spandex with an interesting design that showed part of her skin all the way down her legs. Her legs were thick and very symmetrical. Quads, hams and calves were all exceptional and just exploded as she walked. I'd guess about 5'6" tall with dark hair and a fairly deep tan. I'd say her arms were between 15 and 16 inches and her shoulders were nice and big. The shoulders and legs really caught my eye the most. I was so transfixed by her physique I didn't get a good look at her face. If I had noticed her sooner, I would've given her a compliment, but I didn't want to chase her down or be late for my appointment. Maybe I need to find a reason to go back to that side of town again!