Tina Mario Androgel
By musclefun




Tina walked into Mario's dorm room unannounced.  On the dresser was a
Muscle and Fitness magazine. She knew that Mario enjoyed weight lifting.
  That was part of her attraction to him.  His sleek basketball
player frame highlighted by a muscular chess and "six pack" abs.
What she didn't expect was to see all the
bookmarks set to the female bodybuilder pages.  Claudia Washburn,
Elaine Craig, these were names she didn't know.  She felt an intense
 jeaolousy. She couldn't compete with those pictures. She was a skinny
 co-ed.  A junior who fought off the freshmen 40 by fasting and walking.
  It was easy to shed those pounds but to gain this muscle to compete
 with these women would take an effort or genetic capability she didn't
 possess.  She came from a Guadalarajan Mexican lineage.  Tall thin,
 European stalk with dark eyes and long hair.  She had been slight of
 built her whole life and had a hard time looking more than gaunt.
At 5'10 with long legs her frame never looked sexy. (of course the
 university restaurant food in her freshman year did take  getting used
 to).   This new feeling of jealousy possessed her; engulfed her.
  She wanted Mario to lust only after her to dream of only her.

Mario was part Italian and part German. At 6'4" and 220 he made a better
 football fullback then basketball forward. He took pride in all
 that he did including working his muscles. He was a straight 'A'
student with departmental honors in three subjects.   In the gym people
 wondered how he could be so intense and single minded.  Deep down he
harbored thoughts that he had little control over.  He would count out
 his repititions and try to focus on building his muscles "1, 2, 3, 4,
 5" but his eye would pick up on women straining their bodies.  His
minds eye would keep those images as he strained against the iron
weights.  He deeply wanted muscular women... women so muscular that they
would repusle his mother and friends.  So muscular that they would dwarf
 even him.  With every rep his dream world would carass their biceps,
 message their traps, hot oil their thighs.  He deeply fought his urges
 to be with such beauties.  His girlfriend was the physical antithesis
of such a women.  Yes, she was mentally an Amazon.. the smartest
student in the Junior class, but physically she was emaciated, a taller
Audrey Hepburn with classic lines and eyes that were bright and
feminine. In every way they were equals...accept physically.
 Mario's parents adored Maria.  She was of Mexican descent but European
ancestory and Catholic a plus for Mario's mom.  Maria was feisty and
well-mannered.  Mario knew they would be married, but there was always
this cloud overhead.  He wasn't  physically attracted to her.

The day he walked into his dorm room to find Maria engrossed in "Muscle
and Fitness" was both cathartic and  scary.  He would have to tell her
about his deepest cravings.  If they were to be married one day to her,
no secret should be kept.  This was as good a time to tell her as any.
They would be gone for the summer and  Mario planned to live in LA, she
 would stay in Texas.  Mario had a job waiting tables in Venice Beach
near Gold's Gym.

"You really like these women don't you"
Mario looked down and slowly up, "I have been attracted to these
types of women since I was 14 years old"
"Then why did you say you love me?, I am nothing like these women
imposters"
"Please,  these women are raw sexuality, I am in lust with them and I
am in love with you. I couldn't stand not being with you.  You are fun
to be around, intellectually and spiriitually my equal"
Maria flexed her small skinny arm. "You could never truly be mine..
I am skinny and you want huge. I could  never compete with your secret
 desires.. this isn't going to work out".

And with that Maria walked out.

Mario didn't even run after her. He knew the latina temperament.  A
small burst of tears, some yelling, but she  would come back.
They were entwined in ways that superceded emotionality. They connected
at so many levels.

That summer was torcher for Mario.  He learned that Maria had
transferred schools and would not be graduating
with him at Rice. She never called and only wrote two letter to a
 mutual friend.  He wrote to her daily. He wrote of his love, of his
 desire to work in Wall Street.  He relayed all his lives desires:
work,live and play.  She  returned nothing.

September approached and he returned to Texas via Colorado. He would go
 to Maria's house.  He walked up the stairwell of the small bungalow and
 found Maria's sister, Juana .  He gave her a warm embrace and asked
 about Maria.
"Maria always works. I almost never see her.  Mom has  asked her to
 return to school in Texas but she refuses.
It seems that she wants time away from you".

"Oh, I see" said Mario dejectedly.
"It's not that she doesn't want you, she just doesn't think that you
down deep love her.
What did you say that gave her such a poor self image.?"

"I really didn't say much, I just said that I basically liked women that
worked out"
"That explains a lot" continued Juana, "She has been living workouts.
You should see her room. She gets home from work and hear these clanging
 waits, she is obsessed!!"

Juana led Mario to Maria's room.
"I probably shouldn't take you in here but you need to see this"
Inside the room were several pictures of Mario and Maria. On Maria's
 desk were the letters from Mario stacked neatly on a corner.  The room
 was large and orderly.  2 racks of dumbells faced each other in the
center. In front of a large closet mirror was a press bar.  Several
women bodybuilder pictures were taped to the glass. A before picture
was dead center. The skinny waif Maria was in the picture in a
ridiculous bodybuilding cut bathing suit.
Mario went to the desk and lifted his letters. Under the stack was a
prescription which he read was for a cream called "androgel".  His heart
 started to jump, he had heard of the new drug that would deliver
testosterone through the skin.  He put the letters down and decided to
leave.  If she found out that he snooped through her things it might get
ugly.  He realized that she must have a bigger picture in mind him. He
now started to put it together.  She wanted to show him the results of
her training at some later date.

Studying the next year was difficult.  He missed Maria's company.  His
dreams were invaded by a thickly muscled version of Maria.  Her small
frame and tall body covered in muscles.  He would wake up in a cold
sweat and  have to write to her a love letter.  He would now write in
the most romantic way possible.  In March he received a call from Maria.
"Mario, this is Maria, it is time I see you again".
"Maria, you hardly sound the same, your squeeky voice sounds so much
more mature... so much deeper" His pulse raced. He thought of how much
more muscle she must have, how sexy her body must now be.
"That isn't all that has changed, I'll meet you in the school library
the first day of spring break."

The following weeks were hell.  The skinny armed before picture was
morphing to a large lusty bicepped women  in Mario's mind.  Maria with
muscles.  It had a ring to it.
The libraries large wings were covered in quarter sawn oak pannelling.
 This made the lighting subdued and the atmosphere studious.  Besides
two desk clerks, the building was empty.  Mario stood by the reference
counter  when he heard the footsteps.  Maria made her way towards him.
She wore a sweat pant and sweat shirt.  He figured she would dress
modestly.  He approached her, grabbed her two shoulders  and kissed her
passionately.
My god, he thought, her shoulders have widened and her face is the same
accept for the slightly refined adam's apple.
Her lowered voice was in a whisper. "Mario let's go to the cubicles".

Maria led Mario by the hand until they reached the cubicle area of the
library. This was the area that was rented to the most scholarly Seniors
 so that they may complete their Senior Thesis.  It has been off limits
to students since the Thesis were finished.  It was the quietest area of
the library.

"Mario, I've got something to say"
Mario interupted, "Maria, I've so missed you, I would even go to
counseling to change my deepest desires"
"Oh no", Maria interjected, "if you do that then you won't appreciate me"
Maria slowly took off her sweat top to reveal 40 lbs of new muscle.
Her neck flared to her muscled shoulders.  Her biceps bulged with veins.
  She begged him to touch her muscles.  Months of androgel and
constant work outs transformed her slight body to massive.  She took off
her sweat pants to reveal diamond
shaped calves and muscular thighs.  She squatted to show the deep
stirations.  Mario touched her thighs over and over .  His mind thought
of no other women, no other picture.  Just Maria. His slow hand messaged
every muscular crease of this chiseled goddess before him.  He knew now
that he was physically excited by her.
"Oh, here is an after picture so you can remember me until after the
school year".



Mario cried with pleasure "you did this for me?"

Their religious beliefs kept them from completely rediscovering each
other that day, but after graduation they were married and worked out
 happily ever after.