Sarah




Today I am driving to the gym to have a workout I desired so much. In case you
want to know, my name is Sarah and I live in a small town in Arizona. I am 19
years old and extremely muscular especially being a girl and all. I love
working out and feeling that burning sensation in my biceps and knowing that I
am getting stronger. My biceps are larger and harder than all the girls and
some of the guys muscles in my school.

I also am sort of a female revolutionary person, since I have a very masculine
personality and appearance. I already told you about my gigantic biceps, but I
bet you're surprised when you hear that I have very, hairy armpits. Every day
since 8th grade began I decided not to shave and let the hair grow out. I
noticed my underarms grew a lot more hair than most of the girls I knew and it
became such a bother shaving all the time. A total waste of time and it hurt
often too. So it is quite visible when I wear a no-sleeve that I have 5 years
worth of hair growing on my pits.

.Anyways, my pits were the problem during this ride. Like I told you my
armpits are filled with the 5 years worth of dark hair. The other thing is
that I am an extremely heavy sweater. I remember in 10th grade during one
period of gym we went outside for football on this scorching hot day. By the
end of the period my face and body were covered with thousands of beads of
perspiration, more than any of the guys. My top was all wet by the time I got
back in the locker room.

Along with the sweat comes a strong body odor, which I have inhibited. My
sweat produces heavy amounts of this strong smell, which is retained by all
the hair I have on my pits. I swear to god, I have a stench worse than the
boys' locker room after a good long workout. During that football game, which
I mentioned, it was probably hard for my team and the other team to bear with
it. Once I tackled this guy Aaron during our game, and him and me fell; with
my pit landing directly on his face. I secretly had a crush on him and felt
like showing off to him by showing him, so I purposely did that. He was
surprised that I was stronger than him and he got a good look and sniff of my
armpit. It was funny, he quickly shot back and ran into the locker room as I
had humiliated him, but I soon learned he was turned on by my masculinity, by
the way he acted the rest of the year. Anyway that was 10th grade and by now I
have more hairs under my pit, sweat more, and smell stronger than back then.

It was hot, dry day like most in my Arizona region. I had a nice gray tank top
on to keep cool but it was no use. The air conditioning in my car broke and
opening the windows just blows more hot air in. So I had to deal with this
stupid temperature the whole way to the gym, which was about 30 miles away. It
was pure torture I tell you. Sweat quickly poured out of my pits and I could
feel my wet armpit hairs on my body. This is a great feeling and that's why I
don't apply deodorant before a workout. I finally got to the gym and I had
these half moons of perspiration on the corners of my top.

All I really did in the locker room was check my pits and tie my hair back
into a nice ponytail. As I tied back my ponytail-the way I like it- I observed
my pits and found it quite hairy. I bet I was hairier then some boys my age at
the gym. Although I don't exactly keep up on my girly appearance I look pretty
great. With my ponytail and looks somebody could easily see me as a normal,
athletic, pretty girl.

Afterwards, I went straight to the gym for my routine workout. There were a
group of guys there that went to my college and some other men. I went to the
free weight section first and I started lifting my 100 lb. Dumbbell to start
off. I could tell that the guys were checking me out and wondering how the
hell I was so strong. Either that or that was surprised to see my hairy pits
and my sweat. This training and nervousness increased the sweat production of
my pits and I cold feel my top getting damp. I quickly took a sniff at my
armpits I found it not too bad yet. However, by now the back of my top began
getting sweaty I noticed and my body radiated with a glow of sweat.

Next, I went to the bench press and began pumping the iron there. At least,
half the boys were looking at me by now. They were either looking at my biceps
or my pits but I wasn't sure. Then suddenly Aaron came in to the gym and I
stopped and just lied down there, nervous as hell. I was sweating like crazy
by now because of all the training and nervousness. I already new the back of
his tank top was pretty wet and the front sides were almost totally covered. I
could even feel the sweat moving down my body and some of it attaching to all
the fur under my armpits. That's the thing about being hairy and sweaty. All
the sweat on odor just stays held in your pits.

I casually moved my nose over to my armpit and sniffed and I stunk badly by
now. And then Aaron came over when he saw me and sat there.

A: I surprised to see you here. Is this where you workout to develop your guy
muscles?

S: Yeah, I guess; I'm glad to meet you here.

A: I see you still haven't shaved since when we met in 10th grade. I had my
first encounter with them then. I also can't forget what strength your arms
had, as they were capable of bringing me down.

I finally got up from my ridiculous position on then bench and sat up and
faced Aaron. I lifted my arm way up and visibly moved my nose over to my left
pit and took a sniff. "Aw I still stink bad now after this workout" I told
Aaron.