A WALK IN THE PARK 
by Paul Schilling (HALFAHUBINC@AOL.COM)


	Living in any big city can be very interesting and very 
strange. Her name is Nadine, and her family moved to the city 
almost 19 years ago. Nadine is now 28. Her face and figure have the 
features of both her parents. She has her father's high cheek 
structure and his strong penetrating golden brown eyes. She 
received her mother's figure, rich tan, and long wavy jet black 
hair. Her shoulders and back are broad and her legs are large and 
muscular. Genetics can be a wonderful thing.
	She always liked the big city. The people are interesting and 
can have some very unusual flavors. She found out very quickly that 
most men in the city have a strong fascination with the female 
anatomy. She was surprised to find out that big muscles on women 
really turn some men on.
	She also found out that women in the city not only work, and 
work well with men, but work out with them as well. A few years 
back she walked by a popular bodybuilding gym on her way to work. 
All that day, her curiosity grew (not to mention her fascination 
with muscle). As she walked home from work, she drew closer to the 
door and even closer to the front desk. Before she knew it, she was 
a member.
	From her first encounter with several female bodybuilders who 
worked out there, she became hooked. She started working out for a 
few hours, a couple days a week. As she grew stronger, her daily 
time increased. Now she's there everyday for two hours after work 
and all day Saturday. At first she worked out alone, then began 
receiving tips from both male and female pros. She took the tips 
just as seriously as she had perfected her form, and as she 
perfected her form she could feel her muscles explode with every 
rep. Her concentration was focused during every workout. Her arms 
from forearm to shoulder popped out first. She loved to watch her 
arms grow hard as the muscles jumped to attention, covered with a 
river of cordlike veins. Next she learn to master her squats which 
made her legs the most favorite part of her body. Even as a country 
kid she had long solid legs. Now they've become huge and strong. 
When talking, she'd love to show off her symmetry, and would boast 
of her leg strength, that she could easily keep a bigger man locked 
in a scissors hold without even breaking a sweat.
	As she grew bigger, men in the street began to look at her 
differently. She became a married man's nightmare and a single's 
object of lust and regard. This type of attention made her hot. 
After gaining almost 20 lbs of hard muscle she weighed in at 
approximately 140. Sometimes she liked to play the tease and wear 
outfits, the smaller and tighter, the better. These outfits would 
make her arms and legs stand out. She even gets whistles and thumbs 
up from buff construction workers, who would watch her every 
powerful movement.
	A couple of summers back, Nadine met him. She was walking in 
midtown, slowly licking a soft serve ice cream. She was flexing her 
right arm as she took each long lick. It was a hot day and she 
wasn't eating it fast enough, because the ice cream started 
dripping down her forearm onto her bicep. That's when a nicely 
dressed guy tapped her on the shoulder and said, "Excuse me, could 
you use a napkin?"
	"Thanks," she said and cautiously reached out her hand.
	"Oh no, allow me." He acted the gentleman and took out a 
napkin, wiping the chocolate off her bicep. When he was finished, 
he threw the napkin away, then meticulously and innocently squeezed 
the bulge in her upper arm. Nadine, who was always taught never 
speak to strangers, looked at the wonder in his eyes from feeling 
the size and hardness of her arm. She couldn't resist raising her 
other arm, showing an equal amount of power. His reaction was just 
as she thought; he was equally fascinated with her other arm as 
well, and this made her hot. Without hesitation, he sprung for her 
other arm, holding it tightly in a firm masculine grip. The harder 
the grip, the more she applied pressure, forcing her bicep to grow 
harder. As it got harder, the veins began appearing, slightly 
separating his fingers. The thrill of this made chills run up and 
down her back. As Nadine brushed her breasts, she felt her nipples 
stiffen. If she didn't try to exert some type of control, her 
already tight t-shirt would explode giving him a real show.
	The silence was broken as he spoke first. "My name's Gabe 
and I think I'm in lust I mean love. Do you have some time to take 
a walk over to the park?" She cautiously nodded yes and they 
started to walk. "You know," Gabe struck up the conversation again, 
"out of all the women I've seen" Nadine stopped cold. "I mean in 
the magazines," Gabe quickly explained. "You're the most feminine, 
most erotic, and strongest female I ever met."
	"You mean muscular," Nadine gently said. "You have no idea 
HOW strong I really am." With that she assumed a seductive pose.
	When they got to the park, they found a open spot on the 
grass and sat down. Nadine was so hot she stripped off her top, 
revealing a purple workout shirt. She was thinking about having 
some fun. She always like having a good tan, and the darker she 
got, the more her muscles would stand out. When she turned to face 
an idolizing Gabe, he asked a rather strange question. "How many 
pushups can you do?" Nadine raised an eyebrow at the odd question, 
and then realized he was expecting some kind of exhibition. At that 
moment, she thought, 'I know where we belong at the gym.'
	Nadine quickly put her shirt on, stood up, grabbed her bag, 
and said, "C'mon forget the pushups Gabe, you're in for a real 
treat." Gabe felt apprehensive and Nadine could see this, so she 
gently grabbed his hand and patted it. "Don't you trust me?" Off to 
the gym they went. During the walk over, Nadine tries to psyche 
Gabe up for the workout by allowing him to feel her glutes. Gabe 
was amazed at how hard and tight her butt was. "All the really good 
bodybuilders have tight asses," she told him. "It comes with the 
squats."
	Gabe just smiled with admiration and said, "What a beautiful 
day."
	"By the way," he asked, "just how much can you lift?"
	"Oh," she paused thinking, "'round about 320 lbs," she said 
firmly.
	Gabe was astonished. "This I got to see!"
	"You will in a few minutes," Nadine giggled, "we're on our 
way to the gym."
	"The gym?" Gabe stopped. "I really think I'd be outta place 
with all those hardcore body builders."
	"Don't worry," Nadine smiled. "You're with me and I know 
everybody."
	When they got to the gym, she showed him where the locker 
room was, and she headed for hers. She picked out her most 
revealing outfit. It was dark green and fit her like a second skin. 
The top had thin straps that creaked when she breathed. The neck 
was cut real deep to show off her ripped pecs and cleavage. Her 
shorts were such a tight fit that they looked like they were almost 
painted on. She checked her outfit one last time and then hit a 
double bicep pose. She giggled because she knew that this outfit 
was an attention-getter. She was then ready for Gabe who was 
waiting for her on the gym floor. When he saw the outfit, he became 
a little nervous looking at her size. "Gee, I, uh, didn't realize 
how big you were when you wore your street clothes."
	Nadine blushed with embarrassment, and put her head down 
trying to ignore his comment. She looked up at Gabe and she, 
herself laughed nervously, "Sometimes the compliments really get to 
me Thanks," and kissed him on the cheek.
	The first station they walked to was an inclined bench press. 
"Okay, Gabe," she began to explain, "the bar weighs 45 lbs. and I'm 
adding two 45lb weights to each side for a total of 225 lbs." Then 
she asked him to spot for her, she took a couple of deep breaths 
and, as fast as she could, blasted out a set of six reps. The last 
two reps were to impress Gabe, and he was very impressed. She sat 
up and asked, "Do you want a turn?"
	"No thanks," Gabe replied politely. I'm here for the sheer 
enjoyment of watching you."
	Nadine took this as meaning she'd have to work extra hard to 
impress and excite him. "You know, Gabe," she said as she settled 
back on the bench, "maybe if you like the way I train, next time we 
could train together." She pumped out three more sets at the same 
weight, making her swollen chest look more ripped than ever.
	"Let's go over here." They walked over to the dumbbell rack 
and grabbed two 60 pounders, then walked over to a flat bench. 
"This is called a dumbbell press and is good for isolating the 
chest." As she lay down on the bench and began pumping out her 
reps, Gabe's eyes widened as he watched her perfect form.
	Her triceps became perfect horseshoe-shaped muscles as she 
raised and lowered her arms with every repetition. Her chest grew 
larger and looked as though there was a struggle between her 
breasts and the fabric as she squeezed her chest after each rep to 
see which would pop first. She pumped so hard that she felt as if 
her chest was on fire.
	'I'll be sore tomorrow,' she thought as she looked at Gabe, 
'but I love it and I think he does too."
	Since this particular workout was for entertainment, she took 
him over to her favorite power exercise, the squat rack. "I'll be 
right back," she told him as she darted into the locker room. A few 
minutes later she emerged with her knees tightly wrapped. She asked 
Gabe again to spot for her, explaining how to catch her if she fell 
or lost her balance. She then grabbed six 45 lb plates and placed 
three each on each side. "This should give me about 315 lbs to 
lift." All eyes were on Nadine, as no one could comprehend the idea 
of her squatting so much weight. She focused for a minute, got 
under the bar, took a deep breath and, with Gabe behind her, picked 
the weight off the rack, stepped back, and concentrated. As she 
began to jerk, her legs exploded with sinewy va scularity and power 
as she did three perfect reps. As Nadine finished, she, with some 
help from Gabe, put the heavy weight back on the rack, then nearly 
fainted. There was clapping and cheering for her as she composed 
herself and turned around, realizing all this attention was for 
her.
	As Nadine made a ham of herself, Gabe whispered in her ear, 
"Let's go and celebrate your achievement." Nadine nodded. She bowed 
once more and did a double bicep to the ovation of a still cheering 
crowd and then each went to shower. As they came out, Gabe had his 
hand around her etched bicep and left a very excited gym.
	Gabe was now in complete awe of Nadine's power-packed body 
and personality. She knew that she could get him to do anything she 
wanted and what she wanted was a drink. She mentioned it to him. To 
which he replied, "I have a great idea, my company has a penthouse 
suite not far from here and I have the keys." Realizing what he had 
just said, he turned red in the face and shrugged his shoulders. 
"Yuppie perks." Nadine was thrilled with the idea and nodded yes.
	Now it was her turn to be shocked. As they came to the 38th 
floor, the elevator door opened and Gabe unlocked the door. He 
showed her around, grabbing two champagne glasses and a very 
expensive bottle of champagne. All Nadine could say was, "It's a 
beautiful day." After a glass or two, Nadine felt strange. Her 
muscles began to throb and she noticed that the veins on her arms 
were pulsating, acting like they were ready to explode. She began 
to feel woozy from the effects of the champagne and previous 
workout. She had to sit down. Gabe put on some light jazz and 
turned down the lights.
	"I'll be right back out, I want to change," he shouted as he 
went into another room.
	That was all the time Nadine needed to decide to entertain 
Gabe a little bit more. She went through her gym bag and took out a 
small baby blue colored posing suit. She never wore it before or 
thought of posing privately in it. She slipped it on very fast, 
stuffing every bit of her muscular chest into the top, then got up 
on the living room table. Directly across from her was a big full 
length mirror. Just what she wanted. When the right song came up, 
Nadine went into a posing routine she compiled herself. She was 
enraptured by the music so much that she was totally unaware of 
being watched.
	Gabe came out of the shadows applauding as she hit a double 
bicep pose for a good ten seconds. In that ten seconds, her upper 
arm tensed, swelled, and bunched together, wanting to split the 
already thin layer of skin holding it. She then flipped around and 
went into a lat spread. Every bulging muscle in her back and 
shoulders came into show. Gabe was watching with anticipation as 
the bra strap began to quiver; this he hoped would happen so he 
could admire her in all her beauty. 'I can't believe how good I 
look,' she thought. "I don't need this outfit," she shouted out as 
she caught Gabe looking lustfully at her. Nadine's adrenaline 
rushed as she flexed her thighs and calves at every angle. Her 
calves were big and cut and her hamstrings were sharply defined. 
For the second time today, she began hamming it up. His cheering 
and applauding encouraged her to go on to the next song. As she got 
into the rhythm, she did a split and flexed her arms larger than 
before. She got up gracefully and did several chest poses. The 
applause got louder as she did a final most-muscular and then a 
chest pose. As she thrust out her chest, her nipples became 
erotically charged and erect. They became so pronounced that 
Nadine's outfit began to creak and whine from being stretched so.
	Upon seeing this, Gabe got an idea. "Hold that thought," he 
cried as he darted into the bathroom. Nadine relaxed her pose and 
was wondering what he had planned, with the idea that she was so 
hot. He quickly came back out with a bottle of baby oil. Nadine 
tried to grab it, but before she could, he grabbed her hand. 
"Nadine, baby, let me." She nodded. Gabe was in seventh heaven as 
he poured baby oil all over her, starting with her neck and 
shoulders, then her bulging arms. Sensuously, he rubbed her back, 
chest, abs, glutes, and legs. "You are incredible," he said as she 
posed more for him, this time every rip and cut shown because of 
the oil he was rubbing on her. He really enjoyed himself, running 
his hands over her physique. "Not only incredible," he repeated, 
"but soft and smooth to the touch."
	"I've never felt this way before," she replied, "I feel 
harder and tighter than ever."
	It was more than they both imagined.
	Gabe put down the baby oil and filled her glass up again, 
turning up the lights. "Baby, I want you to feel like you're in 
some big competition, in front of some big audience."
	Nadine felt how hard her whole body was, and how she 
glistened. She slowly tensed her body, making every muscle group 
come alive. "Look at me, I look like I just walked out of a 
professional magazine."
	Not only were her muscles intensified, but that night so was 
their love. Gabe and Nadine finally got together and her career in 
the art of bodybuilding took off. Gabe became her trainer and, 
before every competition, pushes her above and beyond her 
potential. She wins the majority of her weightclass and when she's 
on stage she thinks back to that time, on a hot afternoon in the 
park and smiles. In fact, win or lose, after every event, Gabe is 
backstage asking, "Chocolate or vanilla?"
	Nadine smiles and gives her man a hug.
	Fin