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Things have
been pretty slow on the femuscle scene lately and
I've had a number of inquiries as to whatever happened to the shy oriental
muscle girl from the restaurant who loved to flex, compare muscle size and
strength with me, and just generally have "muscle talk" about her
muscle development. Since I met her, she has become totally fascinated with
her muscle size, etc. and is becoming more outgoing about it, but is still
very shy (although she really seems to like me). If you are interested in the
past stories about her, you can find them under the name "Shy
Muscle" on this board or E-mail me and I will send them to you! Anyway,
she went back to Taiwan for an extended visit for a few
months (for family reasons), but came back a couple of weeks ago. I went in
to see her last week and we had some cool fun (and she made me an interesting
proposition) as I will now explain!
I went into the restaurant at about 8:00 pm (it is never busy then) and she
seemed very happy to see me. I was wearing a sleeveless denim muscle shirt
and she was wearing a cool sleeveless oriental muscle shirt with a
"high" collar that totally exposed her arms and shoulders. She then
told me about her trip and added that she "did much exercise to make
muscle bigger and stronger" during her trip since she had a lot of time.
I didn't ask specifically how she did this, but as soon as I walked into the
restaurant, I noticed that her bicep muscles (and shoulders and forearms)
seemed bigger and more powerful looking than before. Maybe it was my imagination,
but it sure looked like she had made some gains. She told me that none of the
men on her trip appreciated her muscle development and that she was so happy
to see me since I was the only guy who found it to be totally cool. With
that, she then said (while noticing that I was staring at her arms),
"Since I gone so long, I now pump muscle for you to make it grow big so
that you can see how much stronger I am now". She then went over to the
mirrored tiles on the wall by the cash register as she had done before and
began pumping her muscle to "make it grow" as she liked to say. It
was so cool...she had an incredibly serious look on her face as she pumped
the muscle. I watched with amazement (and some awe) as her muscle pumped up
and down. As she pumped blood into the muscle it got noticeably bigger and
thicker (especially her peak which kept pushing up higher and higher). Her
vein development had also improved (no doubt to feed her bigger muscle) and
she had a really cool S-shaped vein running over the top of the muscle that
throbbed and pumped as the muscle worked. Since she was getting really cool
about all of this, I asked her if I could feel the muscle as she pumped it up
and, after shyly smiling and hesitating, she said, "I know you like feel
my muscle so you may squeeze". Cool!! I then gripped her muscle as it
bulged up and down and it was totally awesome. It felt like warm steel in my
hand (much harder than mine which was not even close) and I felt it all over
from one end to the other like I usually do. I then began to squeeze the
muscle from the sides and she giggled a few times and smiled. Just for fun, I
squeezed it fairly hard right in the middle of the muscle (I knew that it
wouldn't bother her since she was so strong) and she said, "You squeeze
muscle hard but muscle strong and big - watch!!" With that, she stopped
pumping and gave one last slow and extremely hard flex and the muscle
thickened and grew to an incredible size for such a small girl. She then
said, "You squeeze muscle now - I make it hard like rock ". I was
really surprised at this "aggressive" statement, but squeezed the
muscle really hard and it didn't even hardly push in
at all since it was so strong!! She then relaxed the muscle and I told her
how much I envied her and wished that I had a muscle as hard as hers. She
absolutely loved this and gave me a really cool smile. I then told her that I
really liked her veins and that they were awesome (hoping that she would do
some more flexing for me). She didn't understand this too well and I told her
to go over to the front counter by the cash register and put her palm under
the outer edge of the counter which was sticking out. She gave me an odd look
but did it anyway. I then told her to push up on the counter as hard as she
could and she did it (again smiling). The counter gave a loud
"creak" (which surprised her) and her veins pushed out to
incredible proportions. The main vein running along the front of her muscle
was S-shaped as I mentioned above and I pointed to it and said that I thought
it was awesome!!! She seemed fascinated with her vein development and gently
touched it as the muscle remained flexed. She said, "I have big blood
vein now too which you like?" I told her that I loved it and that it was
a sign of strength which I wished that I had. I then ran my finger over it
about 6 times and gently pushed it in and it sprang right out. To my delight,
she said "I make vein bigger now" and she pushed up even harder
against the counter which made it creak even more (she probably could have
broken it if she wanted!!!). With that, her vein stuck way out (it looked
like a small worm on her muscle), with some small veins branching out from
it. I couldn't believe my eyes - it was so cool! Anyway, she relaxed the
muscle and we talked some more (since the restaurant was not busy at all). I
then gave her a copy of the most recent Women's Physique World magazine which
she just loved. As she leafed through it, she said, "I want to be
big-muscle woman like these girls". When she came back, she said "I
forget to ask to see your muscle - you show me to compare?" (Again, this
is how she spoke - her English was really quite good - much better than my
Chinese!) So I raised my arm to show her my muscle and she reminded me to
"pump up" first which was kind of cute. So, I went over to the
mirrored tiles on the wall and began to pump up my muscle (which as you guys
all know is really small and thin with no real veins or peak - I'll have to
post a pic of it some time for laughs). As I pumped
up, she came up behind me and flexed "to compare". Her muscle
looked huge next to mine and she said, "My muscle bigger - I stronger
than you - you like?" I told her that I loved it and that she should
feel both muscles to "compare". With that, she flexed and felt her
own muscle and then felt mine as I was flexing. She squeezed the muscle and
said, "I squeeze muscle hard and you make muscle harder for me?"
(No lie!) I told her that would be cool and she gave an incredibly hard
squeeze of my muscle which actually hurt since her grip was really strong. I
then flexed as hard as I could (my muscle shook from the strain) but I could
not break her grip. I told her that she was too strong for me and that my
muscle was just too small and weak. However, she kept gripping the muscle to
my surprise and giggled (she was loving it). She
then said, "I want you make muscle hard and strong for me please"?
I tried again to flex hard against her grip but nothing happened. She was
having a blast to my surprise and had probably never done this before. She
kept her hand on my muscle squeezing it in and out fairly hard for probably 2
- 3 minutes (absolutely no lie again) and every time I tried to flex, she
gripped the muscle harder and pushed it in. She also pushed hard on my muscle
tendons as I had done to her and was really enjoying herself.
She was clearly trying to show that she was dominant (which was remarkable
for such a shy girl) and was clearly succeeding. Finally, she said, "My
muscle bigger and stronger, no?" and I said that I agreed and that I
"give up". She then relaxed her grip and said "You like and
have fun?" and I said that I was having a great time and that she was so
cool. I'm absolutely not making this up - this all happened (she had probably
been "saving" it up during her trip, especially since none of the
guys there appreciated her muscle development and strength). Next, she said
to me "I really strong now - you want see?" I said
"Sure!" and she led me back into the store-room of the restaurant
and showed me four large sacks of rice, each with a plastic handle at the
top. Each sack had a label which said that it weighed 40 pounds. She then
said, "Now you watch muscle - I strong!".
She then straightened out the armhole of her shirt, gave a few quick pumps of
her muscle and curled the sack using only the strength of her muscle (she
didn't swing it and "cheat" or anything like that). I watched the
muscle pump and flex as she did this and was in awe (I was dying to squeeze
it but didn't want to interrupt her). She did it a number of times and did
not even seem to get tired. Each time she did it, the muscle pushed way out
and her tendons stuck out like steel rods. Apparently, she had been doing
this a lot and had used this "exercise" to develop the muscle. She
then dropped the bag and said "You try?" I gripped the handle and I
struggled to lift it and could only do it twice (just half-lifts, too). She
reached over and felt my muscle as it struggled and said, "You need
bigger muscle to get strong" and we both laughed (she was really getting
"bold" about this). Anyway, we went back into the restaurant and
sat down again. Once we sat down, she said, "You still work at
job?" This question caught me off guard and I told her that I still had
my job. She then told me that her sister (who had helped her part-time three
nights a week) had gone back to Taiwan for 3 months and that she needed some
help in the restaurant at night (clearing tables, cleaning, stocking, etc.)
To my surprise, she then said, "You help me - do part time job til sister returns - I pay you?" She knew that I was
always broke for the most part and obviously felt that we could both help
each other out. I told her that I appreciated her offer and that it really
might be fun to do it. She smiled and told me to "think about it"
and let me know in a day or two. I then laughed and said that I didn't have
any traditional Chinese clothes to wear which could be a problem. Her eyes
brightened and she said, "I have shirts for you to wear" and went
into the back of the restaurant (she obviously had this planned out). She
then came out with a handful of colorful oriental sleeveless shirts (with a
high collar) that were identical to hers but with the buttons on the other
side since they were men's. They looked totally awesome and she told me to
try one on. She said, "I hope size is right - I wear medium but my
muscle bigger so I buy you small - OK?" With that, I went into the back,
took off my shirt and put the muscle shirt on. It was a size small and fit
perfectly. She smiled broadly and said, "You look nice in shirt, you
work in restaurant we both wear sleeveless every day and do muscle show for
customers!!" We both laughed and I told her that I didn't think that
anyone would think much of my muscle, but that hers could really be hit with
customers! (Actually, I would have no problem comparing muscles in front of
the customers since she was clearly stronger and deserved to win! In fact,
every time we flexed and compared muscles with each other when there were
people in the restaurant, they were fascinated to see a girl with a bigger
muscle than a guy and absolutely loved to watch!) I hadn't noticed before,
but there were a couple of teenage girls left in the restaurant (one who was
sleeveless and the other who was not) who heard this and said, "Let's
see the muscle show!!!" I then said to the girls "Do you think she
has me beat?" and, with that, I flexed my muscle for them and they both
squeezed it (happens every time). She then raised her arm and put her flexed
muscle next to mine so that the girls could compare. One of the girls gasped
and said, "Look at the size of that muscle - you got this guy beat
cold!" She loved this and we both laughed. Then the sleeveless girl
said, "I think that even my muscle is bigger than his". With that
she flexed her muscle (and I flexed mine) and hers was bigger!!!! (not by very much, but it was bigger and everyone laughed
again). She then said (knowing that she was probably stronger than me),
"You need to put on some muscle so you can beat us girls!". The girls then left and at that point (and this
was the best part of all), she told me that she had actually ordered some
"exercise weights" (a few barbells, etc.) and that she was going to
be setting up a small "exercise gym" in a spare room in the back
and that we could lift weights at night and that she would help me "make
my muscle big like hers" (she loved saying this). Wow, what a cool
thought and I just couldn't believe my ears (all totally true) !!!!!!!! Anyway, it was getting late and I said goodbye
and told her that I would let her know. I think that it would be really cool
to be with her a few nights a week (!) and get to see those muscles in
action. Any thoughts that you guys would have would be appreciated!! Post
them her or send them to me at [email protected]. Sorry about the length of
this story but I wanted to provide all the details that I could! Also, if you
want these stories to continue, please E-mail or post to let me know since it
is not too easy for me to type this stuff without making 1000 mistakes!!!!!
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