Melanie   
by alzef



I'd like to tell you all a true story about a girl from my school called
Melanie.

Mel was a year below me in high school, though we were pretty close in age,
and she was a very talented tennis player. We were in one class together, and
that was Sports Science, for which I am very glad, as you shall soon find out.

Mel was a pretty girl but by no means drop-dead gorgeous. She had shoulder
length blonde hair, blue eyes and a great tan, which she maintained by
spending winter breaks in the tropics. She was about 5'8" and I'd guess she
weighed around 125-130 pounds, most of which was well-toned muscle. Mel
obviously kept in great shape to be one of the top junior tennis players in
the country, but her calves were way beyond the needs of a tennis player. They
were huge! And I'm not just saying they were big for her age - they were
seriously huge calves. She was 15 the year we had that class together and I
reckon they were past 16" then and still growing. Mel was a joy to walk behind
down the corridor or especially going up the stairs. After sports science I'd
try and get behind her as she went to her locker on the next floor. Her split
calves would bulge sexily as she took each step. Even from the front her
calves were very visible, and they would touch well before her feet were
together. All in all there were a lot of opportunities to check out her calves
but I was really longing to measure them and feel their hardness.

One day my chance finally came. Our class was experimenting with a computer
program that would process given information to work out a person's ideal
sport according to their body type. We were paired off and after months of
trying I finally got paired with Mel. We all changed into our gym gear and
each pair went off to a corner of the PE department and Mel and I found
ourselves in the weight room with 2 other pairs. The other pairs quickly
exited through the side door for a smoke so Mel and I were alone. There were a
lot of boring tests like the co-ordination one and so- on but we also had to
do some basic physical measurements such as height and arm-span. My plan was
to fool Mel, who was not the brightest girl (but very nice), into letting me
measure her calves. I made sure that I was in control of the forms we were
filling out and when we got to the vertical jump I thought I'd be in with a
good chance.

"OK Mel we've gotta do vertical jump next and then it says we've got to
measure calve and thigh circumference." "What?" "I'm just going on what it
says here. I guess they want to know about muscle size relative to strength or
something ... " "Oh well, if that's what it says."

I went first in the jump and at 6'1" managed to just clear the 10' mark. Mel
then measured my calves and thighs and I was getting very excited by the touch
of her hand on my leg. "15 1/2 inches and 24 inches," she said.

Mel then got set to jump and I was surprised when she reached 9'6", but she
seemed kind of disappointed. I watched as she tried a couple more times,
enjoying watching her calves get a pump, but she only gained another half an
inch. I then told her about this technique I'd heard of where you do some
low-rep/high weight squats, then do your vertical leap. I'd never tried it but
I thought it would be cool to see her lift some heavy weights with her strong
legs. We went over to the squat rack and I put 10kg on each side for a 40kg
total but Mel laughed and said "no-way," so I took them off and reached for
the 5kg plates but she laughed some more. "What?" "I meant no-way, that's too
light - try loading it to 80kg." I couldn't believe my luck - here was a sexy
muscular girl flaunting her strength essentially for my benefit. Mel knocked
off 5 reps easily and then went back to try her leap again, her calves and
quads well pumped. "You ready to write a new best down for me?" "Ready when
you are Mel." On her first jump she reached 9'7", but she still wanted more.
She went back to the rack and did 3 more reps at 90kg then proceeded to reach
9'8". "That's more like it. Now you'd better measure these babies while
they're pumped," she teased as she stood up on her toes, pumping her huge
calves. I quickly grabbed the tape and wrapped round her rock-hard calve - 16
3/4". I was getting really excited and could barely contain myself when she
invited me to measure her thighs. Her skin was so smooth and perfectly tanned
with a fair bit of definition -more than you'd expect from a tennis player. I
got the tape settled and it read 24 1/2"! I was dumbfounded. Here was an
otherwise ordinary looking girl with calves and quads that put me to shame,
with strength enough to crush me too. Mel then decided that she wanted a
better pump for her calves and a re-measure. She walked over and started doing
calve raises with nearly the entire stack. She finished 30 reps and her calves
were looking huge, when she got off and told me to measure them again. I was
amazed - her pump had added nearly 1/2" to her calves!

Mel revelled in her lower body supremacy, but before I could take any further
the bell went and she put her track suit back on.

I never got any further than that with Mel, but she would often give me a
knowing smile as we passed in the hall, and she'd always squeeze her calves
extra hard when I was walking behind her.

(c) 2003 alzef