Flexin'

Michelle knew exactly who she wanted to go out with. She would have a perfect time getting Garret to finally notice her. He had a scholarship in wrestling after going to state three years in a row. Sure, he was a bit arrogant at times but she knew this potion she’d been given would change everything. Now all she had to do was hide in the locker room waiting for him to finish his current work out session. She quickly drank the potion and hid in the corner.

“What are you doing?” a voice behind her asked. 

Surprise got the better of her and she quickly turned around slapping the person behind her. It was always a bad idea to try to sneak up on Michelle. She had a strong fight response. It's just how she was raised. Her anger turned to fear as she realized who it was. It was one of the students who’d been helping the coaches with some of the more clerical work.

“Oowwww--aaaaa,” he whined rubbing the area that had been slapped. Michelle instantly realized her mistake. She’d just wasted the potion on this skinny nerd. A red mark was quickly forming where her hand had just been. 

“Really?” she stomped. “Why’d you sneak up on me?” changing who’s fault that he just got slapped was.

“Why are you hiding in the locker room?” He wasn’t going to take any of her snark. “There should only be wrestlers down here,” he gave her a look up and down. “And you’re clearly not a wrestler.” 

‘Crap,’ she thought. ‘He’s clearly caught me. I don’t know what to do though.’ 

“Look if you just leave it’s not a big deal. I won’t say anything it and then we can both just forget about this.” Luckily Michelle would have a way out. This would be her chance if she wanted to leave. She would have been able to get out completely scot free.

However to Michelle it was more insulting that a guy like this would even talk to her this way. How dare he not even notice how attractive she was. It was a damn insult that he wasn’t attracted to her. She couldn’t let someone like this get away without acknowledging her beauty. Her face flashed with anger and then instantly changed back. She would have to find a way to get this little twerp to notice her.

“Really? But don’t you want something from me first?” she tried to sound as flirtatious as possible. Her boobs pressed together by her arms. “Maybe I can give you something.”

The guy looked her up and down smirking. “You don’t have anything I want…” His eyes went cold. He wasn’t impressed by her at all. 

Now Michelle was real mad. “What? How can you not like this?” She tried another pose.

“Look I’m just not that interested in you…” He stated blankly again. “You’re just not my type.” 

His shrug is what really set her off though. “Oh really? How about this then?” She started to take off her shirt. For some reason it was a bit of a struggle. It was like it was too small for her. She shook the feeling off. “What guy doesn’t like this?” With another pose she tried to persuade him.

For a second he actually looked interested. “Well you do have some really nice abs…” His voice started to trail off. 

‘Wow. He’s right. My abs do look really good in this light.’ She wasn’t sure why but she kept wanting to impress this guy. “So what do you think now?” She flexed them showing off their six blocky shapes. The guy’s eyes went wide. ‘Got him,’ Michelle smirked to herself. “So... Are you sure there isn’t anything you’d want from me?”

His mouth hung open for a few seconds. “Uhhh… Yeah… I guess I hadn’t noticed.” His face turned red. Obviously no other girl had acted like this around him. As his body fidgeted he finally asked the question on his mind, “Would you mind flexing for me? Just a little bit more…”

That was a new one for Michelle. What kind of guy was he? The questions quickly drained from her mind. ‘At least he’s actually paying attention to me,’ she thought. ‘Didn’t know what I was goin to have to do to get him to do that.’ 

“Sure thing little buddy.” Michelle’s face dropped for a second, ‘little buddy?!’ her thought screamed. However he was totally into it. She just tried modeling herself after what she seen on TV. None of those guys really interested her. She always liked someone a little smaller than herself. Too bad she was only 5’6”. It was something she’d settle for. ‘Wait what?’ her mind was questioning these thoughts. She liked guys bigger than her; broad, strong and tall. Well this guy was taller than her. 

Before she was able to address the thoughts, the man in front of her got much closer. Normally this kind of thing creeped her out but she was suddenly really into him. Something about him was so cute. It was something that the wrestlers wouldn’t be able to give her. And he was totally into her. She was ready to pose again. It was almost becoming instinctual.

“Man…” his voice lost any sense of urgency, “You’re so big.” His hands were starting to explore Michelle’s body. He rubbed up and down the large firm biceps in front of him. Slowly he let out a small kiss. His lips softly touched the bicep. 

Michelle grunted a laugh. “Course I’m big,” she thought to herself, “Don’t spend all time not working out.” Her arms raised up and she gave her biceps a flex. The 20” guns bulged with power and she could see his eyes go wide. “Go on,” she urged, “feel ‘em.”

“Are… Are you sure?” 

She gave them a bounce letting him know it was okay. Just watching him be so amazed by her body felt so good. She hadn’t even noticed that her bra had disappeared showing off her hefty pecs. The soft breasts had firmed up into strong pecs. The guy in front of her was too focused on her arms to even care. He just ran his little hands over the firm muscle and gave it a squeeze. 

“Woah…” he moaned.

“Big. Right?”

“Very…”

Mike took his chance and spun the guy around and pushed him against the locker. He took the chance and pressed his face against his admirers. As he kissed he could feel a light stubble scratching against his face. He held the littler guy against the locker and rubbed up against him. The feeling between his legs was just too much. Even if he wasn’t the biggest guy out there Franky had always made him feel that way. He didn’t care that he was only 4 inches and just loved the feeling anyway. Mike pressed Franky even harder into the locker cementing the kiss. A sudden feeling between his legs made his hips buck and a wet stained formed on his shorts.

“C’mon Mike!” Franky scolded. He tried to keep his voice down as some guys entered the locker room. “I know you like showing off but not with all the other guys around.”

“Oh please… Like they don’t know you’re addicted to this body,” Mike gloated. He flexed his thick arms as Franky put his head in his hand.