"Get your shit, we're heading to the gym." Sarah told Dennis.
She changed her clothes, into tight spandex running shorts and a sports bra. She wanted to show off as much as she could.
They hopped in his car with her in the passenger seat and they drove off to the local gym, where there were many people from Sarah's school working out. Sarah had often been the butt of jokes at school because of her barely there body and her tendency to create awkward situations. One repeat offender was Angie.
Angie was the best looking girl in school, and even in Sarah's new amped up body, she still gave Sarah a run for her money looks-wise. Angie worked out daily, as with a body like hers, she would be the subject of many rape attempts. Angie was short, only 5'2, but she made up for that. Her body packed plenty of punch in it. She had full DD breasts, and a large bottom that was the subject of many starings.
The moment Sarah walked in, Angie was the first to greet her. "Sarah? What the hell happened to you? God, the wonders of plastic surgery. You're the fakest looking bitch I've ever seen!"
"Oh? I guarantee I could outlift you any day of the week!" Sarah nodded towards the bench, and Angie looked at her, and gave Dennis a little wink.
"I suppose I could kick your ass in lifting, what's your max, 40 lbs?" Angie taunted, as she adjusted her shirt to let more cleavage out. She was putting on a show for Dennis.
Both competitors walked over to the bench and the competition started. As both women started with a weight of 100 lbs, Dennis snapped a picture.
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