Club Daikon by Bomber I went to Japan last summer. It was my last night there. I had heard about the gentleman's clubs in Tokyo and decided to try one. The hotel I was staying at had English phone books in the rooms. That made things easier. I started looking through it. I found a club called Club Daikon. A daikon was a large, Japanese radish. I wondered why anybody would name a club after a radish. I decided to go there. I got out of the cab in front of the building. Admission was 3,000 yen, about $22, pretty reasonable compared to a lot of the other clubs. I walked in and sat down at a table. The girls there were all wearing bikinis and they all had very thick legs. Most of the girl's legs were muscular too, not fat. One girl in particular caught my eye. She was the shortest girl there, obviously under 5 feet tall, and her legs were enormous, thicker than any of the other girl's. I was easily a foot taller than she. But, she was so thick I'll bet she outweighed me. She had long, black hair and a beautiful face with high cheekbones and a deep Mongolian eyefold. I motioned her over to my table and she waddled to it, her massive quadriceps muscles contracting as she did. "Konichiwa." She said, smiling broadly as she sat down. "Konichiwa." I replied. "What's your name?" "I am Noriko." "You're a very stocky young lady. Your legs are very thick. Do you lift weights?" "No. They are this way naturary. Genetics." "Why is this place called Club Daikon?" "Because all the girs working here have daikon ashi." "What's that?" "Japanese expression. It means thick regs." "Tell me about yourself." "I am graduate student in physics at Tokyo University working on my Ph.D." "That's very interesting." "You are here on vacation?" "Yeah." "Are you having a good time?" "Yeah. Have you always been stocky?" "Yes, stocky and very strong. In 10th grade I had this friend, a boy, very tar and thin. His name was Hiroshi. This other boy was picking on him. One day he started picking on him while I was walking with him. Hiroshi was no match for him. I kicked him and knocked him down. I tord him if he ever bothered Hiroshi again I would squash him as frat as a pancake. He never did. Do you want to power push?" "What's that?" She pointed to two walls standing parallel to eachother about 5 feet apart. "We sit back to back, put our feet against wars and push. Whoever rocks knees first is winner." "OK. I'll try that." I wasn't sure if I would win or not. Her legs were much thicker than mine. But, guys are stronger than girls. We sat down, put our backs together and put our feet against the walls. Noriko pushed a button. "When right turns green, push." A few seconds later, the light turned green. I pushed with all my strength. But, the force pushing against me was simply greater than the maximum force I could exert. No matter how hard I pushed, my legs just kept bending. Noriko giggled as she pushed me toward the wall. Soon, it was over, Noriko locked her knees and declared herself the winner. "Have you ever lost at power push?" I asked. "No." "Ret's reser." She said. "OK." I replied, thinking I might have better luck at that. We walked into a circle 10 feet in diameter. She put her hands on her hips and her feet shoulder width apart. "Are you ready?" She said. "Yup." I walked over to her, wrapped my arms around her waist and tried to throw her down. But, I couldn't budge her. She was too heavy and her center of gravity was too low. She giggled at my futile attempts to take her down. Then, suddenly, she wrapped her arms around my waist and threw me to the floor. Then, she scrambled on top on top of me and pinned me. "Well, you've certainly proven yourself stronger than me." I said. "I'm going to go back to my hotel room. It was nice meeting you." "I'r walk out with you." I walked out and hailed a cab. But, before I got in, Noriko reached up, grabbed me around the neck, pulled my head down to her and kissed me passionately. "I reary rike you." She said. That was definitely a night to remember.