"Tell you what boys, we'll give you a chance to hold your title as Kings of the Weight Room. You pick a champion, and we'll pick a champion - and they'll compete in the bench press. Whichever side's champion lifts the best press wins - how does that sound?"
The quarterback smirked. "Alright - but no challenging the results until all current members of both teams have graduated.", he spat back.
"Sounds fine to me - if we win, the football players have to give up the weight room to the girls cross country team for the next 4 years till Juliet and Becky graduate. You win, you get to keep the weight room at least until then."
The QB nodded and raised his hand and signaled his team. It was a well known signal they'd used many times when having to deal with other school's football teams. It meant bring out Chad.
Chad "The Bear" Barekowski stood up from the bench press apparatus - 6'8" tall and built like his namesake (some said almost as hairy too). The QB felt absolutely confident. As much as these girls had been seen lifting they couldn't touch Chad in the bench press - Chad was in training for a world record attempt, had it scheduled for the day he graduated. Heck, he'd just been repping 800 lbs. on the bar as a warm up.
The sly grin on Penny's face quirked slightly as she put her hand backward and used it to encourage her already chosen champion forward - Juliet.
The football players broke out laughing - Juliet looked less than confident - but Penny was pleased with what was going to happen. The QB quieted his team and after a quick huddle convinced them this was for the best - just humiliate these girls and get it over with.
"Alright, Bear lifts first."
Chad moved into place and the QB loaded the bar for him - 1000 lbs, not the world record but damn close all things considered. Chad was on a real surge recently so there wasn't much doubt he'd pull it off, but two of the football players stood as spotters.
Chad got under the weight - took his time to ready himself and then, in an impressive display causing muscles all over his body to bulge as he tensed for the lift, took the bar off it's rack, lowered it to his chest and raised it back up - arms getting a little bit of a shake from the effort near the top before racking it.
The Bear sat up with a roar, beating his chest - the idiot didn't seem to understand the difference between bear and gorilla Penny silently laughed to herself.
"Alright ladies - playtime's over, time for you to get your sweet little asses out the door."
"What? But the contest has only just started."
"Listen, Penny, a joke's a joke, but if you put that pipsqueak under that bar you'll kill her - heck, she won't even be able to reach the bar."
"Don't worry about it, Brad, I'll spot her if it'll make you feel better."
Two of the girls on the team moved to lower the bar to a level where Juliet could reach it - the football players were on the edge of yelling out for them to remove the weight first less it come crashing down hurting them. Then they witnessed the two girls sliding the bar down the stands with the full thousand pound weight on it in complete control.
OK, they decided - sure, two of them could do that - after all, it had been seen that they were unusually strong for girls - but when Juliet moved under the bar and Penny alone moved to spot her there were chuckles from some - while the more chivalrous got ready to move and save this freshman's life when the inevitable happened.
Then, the inevitable did happen - Juliet put her arms on the bar and began to push. Her entire body tightened as she called upon the full limits of her strength to lift this bar. She was about ready to give up after a few seconds of powering into it, but then she saw Penny smiling confidently down at her - if Penny thought she could do it, then damn it, she'd do it.
Before the startled eyes of the football team the bar left the rack and then was lowered down to Juliet's pert breasts and raised back up. Juliet was so elated she'd forgot this was a contest and began working out - pushing the bar up and down for reps, each one faster than the one before. The room was hushed when Penny finally broke the stunned silence by saying. "That'll do for a first lift Juliet."
Juliet reracked the bar and looked at it - so much weight - and she had just lifted it - lifted it as easy as she'd used to lift her book bag, maybe easier. And then she saw it - as impossible as it at first seemed - there were impressions of hands in the bar, too small to be Bear's. She put her hands back on the bar and found they were a perfect fit - she had accidentally compressed the bar in her grip.
Juliet felt a surge of confidence, these football players wanted to humiliate her, she'd humiliate them. She sat up on the bench and turned to face the bar, placing one hand in the middle of the bar she stood up. Penny could read in her face what she had planned and began to object. "Now Juliet, let's not overdo..."
But before her eyes Juliet lifted the bar from the rack with just one hand and began doing one arm curls with it. Penny's jaw almost dropped - sure they had all become strong, but what she was seeing bordered on insane. This petite girl was beaming with pride as she curled a near world record bench press in one hand.
"Juliet, that's amazing.", Becky said.
"I know,", Juliet replied, "and I can feel it getting easier - it's like I'm getting stronger by the second. Check out this arm.", Juliet flexed an arm that minutes ago had an 18.5" bicep - but the muscle that burst off her arm was clearly much larger than that now.
"So, Bear, whaddaya say?", Juliet said approaching her opponent - the juxtaposition of 4'9" girl to 6'8" man made the weight in her hand seem even more humerous. "Wanna try to match me? Think we should keep going? Here', take it."
And with that she held her hand out, palm up, not even gripping the bar, offering it to him and holding it as easily as she might offer a tray of pasta at her part time waitressing job.
Bear could feel the stares of the room, and assumed they were on him, waiting for him to show up this little girl - not realizing they were on her, waiting to see the next feat of incredible strength. He decided this was a prank on him and grabbed the weight in one hand and yanked it off her hand.
Because of the way she was supporting it, gravity and the laws of force actually made it quite easy to remove from her hand - holding it up was another matter. Bear was saved from completely losing the arm by Juliet's quick thinking and regrabbing the weight from him as well as supporting his arm with her own.
"You stupid jock, you could've killed yourself. Maybe you'd better get out of here and leave the heavy weights like this to the women."
Through the pain in his arm, Bear could see that in her haste to grab the bar Juliet had bent it a solid 20 degrees - her still increasing strength becoming more and more evident it was now clear that her muscles were under no strain from the weight she held.
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