Strongest Girl at the Party

[randomname23]

Haven't written anything in a while, I've got a good idea of where I'm planning this to go if I continue it, but just wading through a slow ish start to get there. Any feedback would be appreciated as always!

It was a typical Friday night in the South of England and I was at my first house party of the new school year.

It was September and after turning 16 over Summer and a couple of weeks back at school starting my A-levels I was looking forward to having a few drinks and blowing off some steam, it was a fairly normal scenario, a kid's parents had gone away for a weekend and made the mistake of trusting him. Instead they had decided to throw a party and invite anyone who could make it.

Anyway I'll fast forward through the opening few hours, feel free to think of a montage of a party that would belong in Wolf of Wall Street, but the reality was that it was a little dull and ended up with people splitting into groups in different rooms to play drinking games after the neighbours threatened to make a noise complaint about the music.

The group I ended up in was sat around in a circle playing a game off someone's phone, it was a pretty simple premise, we were split into 2 teams and the game would spit out 2 names and they would then have the choice of 2 activities or mini games to compete in, the loser then had to drink. This had been seen as a little slow so someone had come up with the idea that everyone on the losing team would have to drink, and so those of us that were drinking were getting pretty drunk by this point.

After around 15 rounds the game gave out the name's Steve and Anne and the choice of either an arm wrestle or a downing a beer challenge. had no idea who Anne was but Steve was about 6 foot tall and a rugby player, so I would back him for either of those, he was pretty big and I'm pretty sure he'd have drunk piss if someone said it was alcoholic.

He stood up and offered a beer to Anne, who I had only just noticed, she looked kind of short with a sweet face, and was wearing a huge purple hoodie.

She smiled and spoke in a soft American accent which I couldn't quite place "Oh sorry I'm not drinking, I'll just forfeit"

A guy across from her shouted "At least give it a go, for the team" as if the drinking game team was her family.

Ellie, who was a girl I vaguely knew who was sat next to Anne poked her and whispered in her ear and Anne sighed "fine I'll do it"

Steve offered over the beer again and she responded by putting her arm down on the table in the middle of the circle which was currently being used for a card game that had been abandoned

"Oh I meant I'd arm wrestle"

Steve laughed "Maybe you just want to hold my hand? But fine why not"

Anne smiled a little as he gripped her hand and an uninterested voice counted them down.

As "Go" was a spoken I expected one hand to be pushed down very quickly, but I was wrong. Maybe he was toying with her I thought, but then I caught a glimpse of his face as he looked up and he didn't exactly look relaxed. As I looked at her face I saw a hint of a smirk as inexplicably she started to push his hand down towards the table.

There was a light thunk as his hand hit the table and everyone had frozen slightly in shock, before a cheer came up from a few people celebrating the team's win.

After a couple of seconds Steve stood up and angrily proclaimed "You cheated, no way you could beat me"

Before Anne could even open her mouth Ellie (who I guessed must have been her friend who brought her to the party) shouted "shut up, she's a weightlifter and the strongest person at the party"

As Steve was about to argue back, someone burst through the door and shouted "police here"

Now the police would likely only send us all home, but it was also a well known fact that they liked to stamp their authority on these sorts of parties around this time of year to make an example, and that could mean parents finding out which was always best avoided, although hardly life or death with hindsight.

Obviously everyone treated it as if it was and within seconds there were people shooting off in all directions to escape out of the back of the house (including me)

After making my way through the mass of limbs, I darted out into the back garden and expertly vaulted the fence.

Well that's what I thought I'd done. As it turned out, I hadn't realised that the fence had hidden a drop down about 5 feet on the other side, and I hadn't exactly stuck the landing and instead ended up crumbled up in a heap.

As I stood up I fell back down, realising I had turned my ankle on my landing.

As I considered attempting to crawl away I heard a gate open and close and some footsteps walking down some stairs from the garden.

Expecting the worst, I turned around and did my best to look pathetic only to see Ellie stood over me.

"Well well well what have we got here then?" She asked, putting on her best impression of a stereotypical English policeman.

"I kind of fucked my ankle and I don't think I can walk" Came my extremely pathetic response

"Can you give him a hand?" Ellie asked looking over her shoulder.

I saw Anne walking past her towards me and a second later she had gently and also effortlessly pulled me up so I could try to walk.

I put my foot down and quickly shook my head before pulling it back up and standing there on one leg.

As I did this there was a burst of sirens (almost definitely for some unrelated reason than a few drunk teenagers but enough to worry us)

Ellie just gave me a look "We don't have time for this"

Anne smiled and turned around and I thought I was being abandoned but instead heard

"Hop on, I'll give you a piggyback home"

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[BossRose]

Great story! I wanna see what more Anne is hiding under that hoodie And I'm also curious about her relationship with Ellie.

[randomname23]

"Um what" I asked blankly

She turned around and smiled "I'll carry you home, but let's hurry"

She leaned down to make it easier for me and I apprehensively got on her back before she smoothly stood up and started walking. Ellie asked me where I lived (about a 5 minute walk) and the girls went back to chatting 2 things occurred to me.

1. How weird this whole situation is.
2. How deceptively big and strong her back felt

After a few minutes I finally opened my mouth and spoke

"It's only another couple of minutes away, I don't need to worry about the police now so you can put me down now"



"Don't be silly it's fine, you don't want to injure your ankle anymore and you're really light anyway, it's no problem, I just realised I don't know your name though" Anne replied

"Oh uh, it's James, you must be really strong if this isn't hard for you" I replied blushing slightly and glad she couldn't see my face.

"Nice to meet you James, and yeah I guess I am" came the slightly embarrassed reply.

"That's an understatement, you're a machine, in fact this looks too easy for you and I'm tired so you should carry me too" Ellie interjected

"I'll carry you when we've dropped James off" Anne sighed slightly exasperatedly, as I wondered how strong this girl was.

A minute later I got gently let off at the bottom of my road and thanked my chauffeur for the night and she smiled before turning around and unceremoniously scooping Ellie up in her arms and walking off nonchalantly.

Some time passed and I wasn't quite sure if I may have hallucinated part of that night. as I hadn't seen or heard anything about her.

I was in the same school as Ellie, but we hung out with different people, she was one of the popular girls, and I was just a sort of average guy with a small group of friends and somehow I thought going over to that group and asking about the super-strong girl that carried me home may look slightly odd.

That was until I walked through the door of another party about a month later and who should I almost literally bump into, but Anne, once again clad in her huge purple hoodie.

"Oh hey" I rather lamely opened, as she looked up at me breaking a smile as she realised who it was, and returned my "hey" which unfortunately was followed up with a "I was just leaving"

"Oh no how come?" I asked

"Well Ellie made me come but she's gone off with some guy, and I don't know anyone else here so"



"How am I supposed to thank you for helping me out if you leave?" I asked, surprising myself at how smooth that sounded.

"I'll stay then while you have one drink, but only if you keep me company"

This was a win I thought, as my subconscious decided to have the slowest drink of my life.

We got to talking for a while and I wasn't surprised to hear that she had moved here from America over the Summer, and that Ellie was an old family friend, which made a lot of sense as to why the loud, life of the party Ellie and the quiet shy Anne seemed so close.

After nearly an hour talking and swapping stories I decided I couldn't ignore the elephant in the room any more and casually asked "so how come you're so strong"



"Oh I was a gymnast and now I do powerlifting" Came the matter of fact reply

"Oh wow what can you lift?"

"I don't think you'd believe me" she replied with a giggle.

"Would you show me then?" I offered.


"I would but I don't have any videos on my phone"

I smiled as I realised things were falling into place perfectly for me. "I know the guy having this party and he has some weights set up in his room"

She smiled back with a bit of a blush "Yeah, why not" she said

"Only if you want to though" I replied, worried I'd put her in an awkward situation.

"No let's, lead the way" she smiled

As I walked into the room, she made a beeline for the weights, a bench and a barbell loaded up with all of the plates to 50 KG "This will do I guess" she said to herself.

"Are you going to bench that?" I asked.

"No you are, and then I'll show you what I can bench" She replied with a trademark smile.

What the hell I thought, I'd never tried to bench more than 40kg but I thought I could do it.

I got under the bar and started to lower the weight down to my chest before struggling with every fibre in my body to push it back up, just about completing one relatively bad rep.

"That was great, you really tried your best" She gushed gently and genuinely as she moved around the weights ready to try it herself.

After I stood up I realised she had moved the rack and the weights out of the way but before I could ask she asked me a question.

"What do you weigh?"

"Maybe around 65kg" I replied.

"Okay great, come and lie on my hands and I'll bench you"



I froze for a second.

"Are you serious? No way" I responded.

"Okay if you don't trust me to do it how about we arm wrestle first, if I win you let me bench you, but if you win, I won't" She offered as she knelt down next to the bench and put her hand up ready.

"Um okay I guess"


I locked hands with her, not sure what this would prove and pushed and unsurprisingly her hand didn't budge, she just looked me at the eye and smiled "Sorry I meant to say you have to use both hands"



I gulped, she was clearly serious, and I wanted to find out how strong she was and so I grabbed her hand with my left hand and tried to push it down.

Her hand did move a little, but before I knew it my hand had hit the bench in defeat and before I could even acknowledge it, she had sprung up and was getting into position to bench me.

Almost without a word I lowered myself down and she grabbed the back of one of my legs and my back and lowered me down and pushed me back up, an action she repeated 20 times in silence, before putting me down.

She stood up and looked at me "I'm sorry, I scared you didn't I?" she queried sheepishly.

"What? No, I'm amazed you're  so strong, will you train me?" I blurted out in response.

"Yes I'd love to" she responded excitedly

"You must be jacked would you show me" I said before I could stop myself, completely in awe.

"Not tonight, you've finished your drink"" she said glancing at the beer I had finished before we even started benching. "But come round mine at 7am tomorrow for our session"

She gave me her address and walked up to me and hugged me. Even through the giant hoodie I could tell that she was solid muscle as I casually took my legs off the floor and she laughed as if I was light as a feather.

Needless to say I left the party straight after to make sure I would make it to hers for 7am, I had to find out how strong this girl really was.

[wowser1016]

Great start and I'm with James I want to find out how strong she is too. K+!

[jdm022]

Fantastic start!!! K +

[randomname23]

This has turned into a little bit of a slow burn, but it's getting there now!

Fast-forward to around 6.58am the next morning, and I was stood on her doorstep after gently knocking on the door. It was only when I had got home the night before I realised I didn't have her number or any social media so I couldn't let her know I was here, and I didn't want to wake anyone up by ringing the doorbell, I made a mental note to ask for her number later, just because it's convenient obviously.

At exactly 7 the door opened and I was met with a sleepy smile looking up at me and she led me back outside and through into the garage. I was slightly disappointed that once again she was wearing a massive hoodie and baggy trackies, although if she hadn't been I would have struggled to focus even more.

As I walked in I could tell how seriously she took this, she had only moved here a couple of months ago and there was an assortment of various weights, benches, racks and miscellaneous equipment that looked as if it had been scavenged from about 5 different gyms.

"So, I figured what would be best would be to get you to try each exercise on light weight for a few reps, and I can see your form, then I'll show you the kind of form you should be using, and then you can try it and if you feel like it try again at a heavier weight, how does that sound?"

I noticed that she was speaking much more seriously, she was obviously now in gym mode.

"Whatever you think is best, you're the trainer here" I replied.


Over the next hour or we went around her home gym with me doing squats, deadlifts, bench, curls and a load of other exercises I couldn't have even named before that morning.

For each exercise station (her words not mine) I'd start off with just the bar or very light dumbbells, she would then do the same with much  better form, and I would then try to recreate it and for most of the exercises try again with a higher but still manageable weight.

By the end of this I was completely spent, not being used to some of the exercises as well as trying my best to replicate her form had really taken it out of me.

"that was great work, next time I'll have you pushing yourself and trying higher weights than you've tried before" She said excitedly as she returned with a bottle of water for me.

I cracked a smile, dreading the thought of what a workout with her actually pushing me would feel like, but immensely happy that I would get a chance to see her again.

"Okay I'm going to have to ask you to go away so I can do my workout now"

My smile completely dropped.

"But come back in an hour and a half or so if you still want to see how strong I really am, just let yourself in the side door" she continued.

My smile came back and after thanking her for all her help, I walked home to shower and get ready so I looked like less of a wreck when I saw her later.

About an hour and 20 minutes later, (Slightly keen I know) I walked back into her gym, and was met with an empty gym, I glanced at my phone and was a bit worried I had completely misunderstood what she had said earlier.

I opened the door to head back to the house to knock on the door, and for the second time that weekend almost walked straight into her, except this time she obviously expected it and casually put one hand out to stop me clattering into her.

 As I looked down at her I felt slightly relieved that I hadn't bumped into her as I may have bounced off.

She had lost the hoodie and was wearing a long oversized t-shirt, or at least, that's how the designers had probably intended it to be.

It was short sleeved and even with her arms relaxed I could see the muscularity in her forearms which were bigger than my biceps, her upper arms were mainly concealed by the sleeve, but even relaxed I could see that they were proper guns, cannons even.

I didn't know too much about anatomy but I could see that the shirt appeared almost sprayed on her shoulders and traps, and as she walked past me and I saw her from behind I could see it was stretched to the max by her back, which was a massive contrast to the mass of spare fabric around her waist where it was obviously too loose. It seemed to get tight again down past her waist as it sat rather snugly just past her ass, which I could tell even through the thick trackies and a layer of a t-shirt must have been a sight to see.



"Yeah sorry I got really hot in the hoodie and I didn't have anything underneath, so I figured I'd go and get changed before you got back, I didn't think you'd be early"

I froze for a second, realising that under her massive hoodie earlier, she may have been topless. Pushing that thought to one side for the moment I made myself reply "That's cool, I was ready so figured I'd just head over"

"Well great, I was doing chest today so I thought I'd leave the heavy benching til the end, but as you're here you can spot me" She continued, back in her gym mode as she went and lay down on the bench.

"How much weight did you want on there?" I asked approaching the bench, it still only had the  30kg I had been using earlier.

"Ooh that could be fun, why don't you decide for me" She giggled.

"Um what? Are you sure?"



"Of course, you already know I can bench your weight, and you're here to spot me, if I really can't do something I'll tell you, I trust you though" 



I blushed, having any girl saying she trusted me would be a nice feeling, the fact that she was extremely pretty, sweet, at least twice as strong as me despite being around 5 foot tall, and said it while laying down on a bench smiling up at me, this was definitely a first for me.

I figured not many people would ever be in a position like this, so I decided to enjoy it.


I hurried around setting the bar up to 70kg, I figured this was around 10kg more than I weighed and so she should be able to do this fairly easily, but in the worst case scenario I could probably help rack it.

"Okay 70kg, it's all yours" I announced.

She smiled as she gripped the bar and lowered it right down to touch her chest, before smoothly pushing it up again, she completed 10 reps easily as I made a mental prediction about how heavy she would be able to do.

She lay there expectantly as I added another 5kg to each side, not wanting to risk a massive jump up in weight.

I let her know when it was ready and once again she lowered the weight down, and with a similar lack of effort smoothly pushed out 10 reps.

I gave her a look "I had a feeling you'd have been able to do more than 10 reps of 70"

"Oh yeah I never normally do more than 10 reps, I'd rather just do a heavier weight" she replied as if what she'd just done wasn't extremely impressive.

I repeated my process of adding another 5kg to each side, and she repeated the process of another 10 smooth reps, with a tiny bit more effort than before.

I added more weight on, figuring I'd save time swapping plates around later by taking off the smaller weights I'd been adding and adding some bigger ones in their place.

"Okay 100kg" I said breathlessly, barely believing it as she took the weight in her hands.

She lowered it down, slower than the previous attempt and pushed it back up, it wasn't as smooth as 80 or 90kg had moved, but it was still controlled. She repeated this until she hit her 10 reps, struggling slightly on the last once, but definitely not needing any help.

She caught my eye and nodded, preempting my unspoken question that i was about to ask of "more?"

I considered adding some smaller weights, but decided to stick with the 10kg jump, she noticed this and smiled, obviously happy that I recognised how strong she was.

She grabbed the weight and lowered it down, similarly to her previous attempt, before pushing it up powerfully, she went through these motions smoothly until hitting her 8th rep where she let out a bit of a grunt as she pushed the weight up for me to help rack.

"10 more" She demanded, before I could even speak.

I figured this wouldn't be an issue, she was still repping out 110kg for 8, just because she wasn't hitting 10 reps was no reason to doubt her.

I added another set of plates and she took hold of the bar again, and once again she lowered the weight down to briefly touch her chest before pushing it up. She started to struggle on the 5th set but shook her head when I reached out to offer the tiny amount of help I could offer, and powered the weight up to it's peak.

As I went to grab the bar to help rack it, it disappeared, and I looked down and she was pushing it back up to complete her 6th rep.

Once it had been racked she sat up "Well I think that's probably enough for today, considering I just benched double your weight 6 times, maybe next time I'll try and bench double my weight, but I'm feeling a bit tired from my workout earlier so I'm not feeling my strongest"

Once again my brain froze as it processed all of this information, I hadn't even noticed that was twice my weight, she had clearly just said she weighed more than me, which considering I was 6 foot tall and she was probably around 5 foot tall was ridiculous, even with the amount of muscle she had, and the kicker being that this was her on a day where she wasn't feeling strong.

"Um yeah, that was amazing" Was about all my brain spat out.

"Thanks, anyway I've got a bit of a pump from all of that and you'd asked if I was jacked so here goes I guess" she said, tailing off towards the end, as she rolled up her sleeve and flexed a bicep...

[jdm022]

Getting so good! Great work 👍

[GreatJustice]

 Enjoying this excellent little story! Nice writing so far

[superlurker]

Nice buildup. This is looking very promising.

[randomname23]

My jaw practically hit the floor.

I'd noticed how much muscle she must have had earlier on, but I had been focusing on spotting her during the benchathon and hadn't noticed how pumped up she had gotten.

Her bicep was huge, a nearly perfectly round ball of muscle, bigger than a baseball.

She held the flex for a second and then dropped her arm and went bright red.

"Sorry I bet that weirded you out" she mumbled.

"What no it's amazing, can I see again?" I replied eagerly

She smiled and once again brought her arm up to flex it, and I almost instinctively reached out to touch it, I caught her eye and we both blushed and she gave a nearly imperceptible nod of consent.



I wrapped one hand over the peak of her bicep, amazed at both the warmth it gave off and the sheer hardness of it, it felt like a heated stone, but alive under my touch.


I readjusted and wrapped my other hand around it, only to realise that my fingers were a few inches away from being able to meet, she noticed this and with a little laugh unflexed her arm so they met for a split second before tensing her tricep and forcing them apart again, holding this pose for a couple of seconds before once again flexing her bicep and forcing them apart, as I subconsciously tried to squeeze the ball of muscle to no affect.

She gently took my hands off her arm and casually moved me back a couple of steps before lifting her other arm and flexing it.



This was accompanied by a loud ripping sound as her bicep tore through her sleeve.

"Oh no I forgot to roll that one up" she pouted, annoyed at herself.


"Was it already ripped? I questioned

"No but I'm pumped and this happens sometimes with sleeves"



"Can you do the same with the other sleeve? I didn't really see it" I asked, turning a very bright pink.

She just nodded and rolled her sleeve down, before starting to slowly flex her arm, slowly filling the sleeve to breaking point.

As she neared the completion of the flex her bicep started to tear through the material like it was paper until a long tear appeared running across the top of the sleeve with her bicep poking out. She repeated the flex a couple more times and the bicep forced its way through the hole making it even wider.

"Well um show over I guess, I need to get ready I'm going out with my family for lunch, sorry about that"



"Would you like to go out with me tonight?"

I'm not sure why I said it, it just slipped out. Slipped out is probably the wrong wording because I basically shouted at her.

"Yes" came the very embarrassed reply, which I wasn't expecting.

I don't think I ever smiled so hard.

"Can I have your social media or something? I'll message you and we can arrange it" I replied, trying to sound calm

She took my phone and keyed in her insta**** and hit the request button before giving me an awkward little wave as I left and she headed back inside.

I practically skipped home.

[blkxltng]

Dude. I am totally loving the writing for this story so far. Loving the way Anne and James interact with each other; its so wholesome! Looking forward to seeing where you take this 

[randomname23]

Bit of a longer /slower chapter this time round so bare with me!

After getting home the request still hadn't been accepted, and I tried to play it off but kept checking my phone every couple of minutes.

It was another hour or so until she accepted it and sent through a message:

  Hi ))))

I breathed a sigh of relief and replied back with a rough plan for the evening which was basically getting a bus to the nearest leisure park and deciding what we wanted to do when we got there.

Once I'd done that I had a quick scroll through her insta****, like me she didn't post much, only 12 photos spanning a few years, and she only had 26 followers (one of which was Ellie), which made me feel honoured.

I had half hoped for her pictures to all be flexing, ideally by the pool in a bikini, but it was mostly her with friends or family.

A couple of photos did jump out at me, one of them from about 2 years before where she had a girl around her age sat on each shoulder and they were all smiling, they weren't big but it looked effortless for her.

The other one was her in a long dress and a cardigan (annoyingly covering everything up)  while holding a birthday cake with who I'm guessing were her family. It was from about 3 months before, and I guessed it was from her house in the States.

Then I noticed the birthday balloon in the background, 15.

I had a moment of shock, and then a longer moment of panic. I'd just asked out a girl a year younger than me who was much much stronger than me.


After worrying for a bit I calmed down, a one year age difference wasn't much, she would be in the year below me which was quite common for people to do. And realistically I knew she was much stronger than me and it didn't bother me at all, the opposite really.

I stopped worrying and decided to play xbox to distract myself and pass the time.

We'd agreed to meet at the bus stop which was between our houses, and I was surprised to see when I got there 5 minutes early that she was already waiting.

I'd tried my best to make myself presentable and had gone with a nice polo shirt and jeans, as well as even putting on the expensive aftershave I'd previously only used for Prom and New Years Eve.

She had clearly put in much more effort, I hadn't seen her wearing makeup before and she had obviously put a little on, although not much so she had a very natural look still, as well as a bright pink lipstick which really played up her cute side.

She had her dirty blonde hair down for the first time since I'd met her, although I'd obviously only seen her 3 times.

Also a first was her not in a hoodie or workout clothes, she was instead wearing a long skirt down to her ankles and a frilly white top, which completed the cute ensemble.

Or it would have if she wasn't wearing a heavy looking black leather jacket, which later she explained she had bought from a charity shop after arriving here as she didn't have any jackets "she could trust" I imagined this meant that she didn't have any jackets she wouldn't accidentally rip through"

She looked up and saw me, giving me the brightest smile I'd ever seen before giving me the most gentle hug possible, as if she was scared she might break me, which I suppose would be a possibility.

After some generic small talk the bus arrived and we got on, and sat down and we kept talking.

I suddenly realised how deceptively large she was, when wearing the big hoodie it wasn't obvious, and you could have easily imagined that she was either stick thin wearing clothes 10 times too big for her, or extremely overweight wearing the only clothes that still looked loose, but wearing a skirt and normal sized jacket and being sat down next to me I couldn't help but notice how much space she took up.

Now the seats and leg room aren't huge, but I couldn't help but notice that her thighs seemed to take up the whole width of the seat, and even though I could barely see an outline through the long flowing skirt, I imagined that they were closer to my waist in size than to my thighs.

Her upper body was even more obvious, where I was about a foot taller, even while sat down her shoulders were a good few inches lower than mine, and her left shoulder was protruding into my seat space, even though I was pretty certain her other shoulder was pressed up against the glass.

She also seemed to notice this, she was obviously very self conscious about her body, and straight up came out with "Sorry for taking up so much space"



"Maybe you just want to be close to me" I replied almost smoothly, before my face burned up as I realised what I had said.


Luckily the journey was barely over 5 minutes long so no sooner than I had said that incredibly embarrassing line, we were getting off the bus.

"So what do you want to do?" She asked

"Oh I don't know, why don't we head this way" I suggested, as if I hadn't spent the majority of my afternoon looking at everything that was a possibility within a 10 mile radius, before deciding it would be best to try and play it cool.

I thought heading to the arcade might be a good option, there were some games to play, or bowling, a cinema opposite and even a karaoke room, so it covered pretty much every option.

"How about crazy golf" she exclaimed, pointing at a sign.

"Yeah sure why not"

We went over to the mini golf place and started going round, it was just past 6pm, and it was one of those places people would go to drink before going to one of the local clubs so it was pretty much dead at this time in the evening.

As we went round and chatted it struck me how relaxed we both seemed with each other, as well as how awful she was at mini golf, maybe taking her to a driving range would be more suited to her.

We finished our second round and left, with me winning 38-51 and then 46-48 even with me trying to lose the second game.

As we were walking out she started getting very quiet and I worried a bit that I had done something to worry her.

"Oh no I'm just hungry, maybe we should head back" she said.

"Let's get you some food first" I offered and we headed back to a restaurant just around the corner from the mini golf place.

It was just a local place so it wasn't too cheap but at least the food would be healthier than a chain I thought, plus it was almost empty, it wasn't exactly a go to place.


We went in and she chose to sit in a booth out of the way and the waitress came round and took our orders.

Not wanting to make her feel uncomfortable by not eating I ordered a small burger and chips. She followed this up by ordering what was essentially 2 full meals before once again blushing "I eat a lot"

After the food came and she started devouring it I noticed she was still bright red.


"Are you okay? I bet you're boiling in that jacket" (which hadn't come off once)

"Oh I just don't want anyone to see" Came the sheepish reply.

"Look around, there's no one here, and I've seen already haven't I"

She blushed, well at least I think she did, before shrugging off the jacket and exposing her massive arms.

Quite a contrast from the frilly top and light pink lipstick I thought to myself.



After finishing her meals in about the same time it took to finish mine, the waitress came over to see if we wanted dessert, Anne (who had practically hidden herself under her jacket) had happened to mention she liked the look of the chocolate fudge cake before we ordered, so I decided to order her one, which was met with a warm smile, totally worth the extra £5.

The fudge cake came out and was placed in front of me, before I slid it over to her, she did ask if I wanted some but I was already pretty full so let her have it.

After she was finished she nipped to the loo and the waitress came over with the bill, which I was in the process of paying as Anne came back.

"Oh I was going to pay for this as a thank you for taking me out" She huffed with a frown, maybe the first one I'd ever seen her have.

The waitress, turned round to look at her, and her demeanour completely changed as soon as she saw Anne

"Wow you're jacked" She stated rather obviously.

"Um yeah I guess" came the standard embarrassed Anne reply.

"That's amazing, I'm trying to work out but you look insane, I bet you're twice as strong as your boyfriend"

"More than twice as strong" I replied with a laugh, before realising what had just been said, I turned a bright shade of pink as I caught Anne's eye, who was already at that shade.

"Oh a first date is it, as long as you treat her like you should you'll do alright kid"

"Um I will I replied, totally unsure what to say.

"So anyway what do you lift?" The waitress pressed on

Anne mumbled a response, which I decided to translate "She benched 120 today"

"120, that's pretty impressive, I've just hit 100"

"kilos" Anne muttered.

"No way, that's not possible" Came the understandably shocked reply.

"Yeah I saw it"

"I wouldn't normally ask a customer this, but I kind of don't believe that, can you prove it somehow?

"

"We didn't take a video" I responded.

"I mean prove it now, the payment has already gone through but how about I make your second date half price if you do?"



"Do you want me to bench you or arm wrestle you?" Anne replied, suddenly assertive at the possibility of free food.

"Make it both and I'll put it on the house" She replied with a wink.

Almost immediately, Anne looked around, before grabbing the waitress with one hand on her upper  back and one behind her waist and smoothly lifting her overhead, before pressing her up and down a couple of times and placing her back on her feet, perhaps understandably visibly shaken.

Anne immediately sat back down in the booth  pushing me aside almost without noticing, as if hiding in the booth would ensure no one had seen her display. She offered out one hadn't for the arm wrestle.

I knew exactly where this was going as the waitress, who must have been around 20, 5'6 or so and very pretty snapped back to the here and now and sat down opposite before gripping Anne's hand and immediately starting to push.

Obviously nothing happened, and as I'd expected Anne suggested she use both hands.

Even after she had started to push with both hands, Anne ever so casually eased her hands down without dropping her smile.

"Wow I mean fair is fair, your food is on me next time, I'll go get you a coupon or something" She said before shooting off.

Anne looked at me and smiled.

"Wow the prospect of free food really motivated you" I joked

"That's not why"

"What do you mean?"

"It means you'll go out with me again" she mumbled, before looking away.

For the thousandth time I froze, before gently tilting her head towards me and giving her a quick peck on the lips, before recoiling in case I'd misread the situation.

She looked up at me and smiled "That was my first kiss"

Awkwardly, then the waitress reappeared with a note for 2 free meals and her name (and number I noticed) and we decided we should probably make tracks.

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We wandered out all of the restaurant of a sudden I felt her small, calloused hand gently grip mine and lead me towards the arcade.


"Come on lets go and play a game" she suggested, looking back at me with a smiled that warmed my heart.

We wandered around the arcade playing games as we went, surprisingly she seemed to be very bad at a lot of the more physical ones like Skeeball and Basketball, and then we came to a stop by a boxing game.

"If you can beat me at this, you can chose what game we do next" She said with a bit of a smirk appearing in her smile.

Ignoring all of the potentially dirty thoughts I could have had, I focused on a game that might be fun that she would say yes to.

The only issue being that she could probably punch through the machine if she wanted, but still I might as well try my best, maybe she'll miss her punch or something.

I lined up my punch, throwing it with all of the power in my body and almost falling over in the process, and the score lit up, 435.

"Not bad, we'll see what little old me can do" She giggled.

She lined up and threw what looked like a deadly punch, before stopping just in front of the bag, barely scraping it. The score barely made it past the 100 mark as she turned around and smiled at me.

I boldly grabbed her hand and led her to my chosen machine, and she gave me a smile with a hint of a blush as she approached it and I helped her in.


It was one of those 2 person simulator machines, where you sit next to someone and it throws you around a bit, my thinking was that it would be fun and also we'd be close.


As I squeezed in and closed the door of the machine behind me I squeezed into the seat next to her and we buckled in and it occurred to me I hadn't quite thought this through. The seats were like rollercoaster seats which almost completely restricted your movement, and I was almost regretting my decision until she leaned in close and gave me a soft peck on my cheek, leaving behind a bit of lipstick pretty close to the colour I probably turned.

Unfortunately then the seats locked into position, so I couldn't return the favour, but i felt bold, and went to squeeze her hand again.

Instead In the darkness I grabbed some form of fabric covered iron girder, which when I glanced down I noticed was her thigh. I went to take my hand away, but she placed her hand on top of mine and placed it back down onto her thigh with a slight intake of breath.


I'm not quite sure what kind of simulator it was, either a flight or rollercoaster or something, but I spent the entire 2 minutes both massaging and attempting to squeeze her iron quads through her skirt.

 They were almost impossibly hard, and it felt like I would have been barely able to cover the top half of them with both hands.

While I was squeezing them she took my hand and curled it into a fist before hitting down on them, making a noise akin to punching a wall that lightly echoed around the machine.

She then bunched up her own fist (obviously not wanting to hurt me) and hit her own thigh, much harder, creating a much louder sound that bounced around the room, all to show off how hard they are.

After a couple of minutes which quite literally flew by, the seats unlocked and she immediately pulled me towards her to kiss me.

As is probably fairly common for her she didn't quite realise her own strength and so instead of just turning me towards her and pulling me slightly she practically pulled me on top of her, which I would have had no complaints about if the side doors hadn't opened to reveal a kid and their mum staring at us.


Needless to say we jumped out of there quickly and made for the exit quickly while the mum was calling me a pervert, which I suppose is how it would have looked.



When we got outside and after running for some reason, we noticed our bus and hopped on, in case of any angry woman chasing us or getting security. I led us to the back of the bus and sat down, and she sat down next to me, before she glanced around as the bus pulled away, realising we were alone, and leaned in to kiss me, and succeeding this time.

After a couple of seconds we broke apart  and I wrapped my arm around her as she rested her hand against my shoulder, I playfully squeezed her bicep before resting my head against the window for the return trip, completely content.


After getting off the bus, I leaned in to say goodbye with a fairly standard but completely genuine "I had a great time, let's do this again soon"



"What do you mean? Aren't you going to walk me home?" She questioned

"Oh yeah of course" I replied taken aback a little.

"Actually I believe you owe me a lift home" she replied, giving me a look.


I sighed, and leant forward for her to climb on, which she did.

I stood up, walked about 10 steps, and stopped, she was even heavier than I expected, and so dense. Plus she had been holding on with her thighs round my waist and I was a bit worried she might crush my organs.

I put her down and she let out a girlish laugh before scooping me up in her arms and giving me a little kiss and carrying me as if I was a little kid, not a 6 foot tall teenager.

As we got to hers, she put me down to get out her keys and opened the door before stepping inside and turning to me.

"Thanks for tonight, I had a lovely time" I said, hoping I wasn't repeating myself word for word from earlier.

"Don't you want to come in? My parents are out and it's only just past 9, I thought we could watch a film or something" She asked, while slipping off her trainers.


"Um obviously I'd like to" I declared, as I stepped inside, and she effortlessly picked me up and put me over her shoulder and marched me up the stairs before gently putting me down on the end of her bed.