She goes to the body building club

“So she decided to go to the body building club, think it might have been a little bit of the sport person in her that lead her to that direction.” Jane says as you follow Taylor walking meanly through a school hallway while everyone gives her a wide berth, by the look of people, they seem to both fear and love her as she walks past them.

“Have you ever actually gone to a gym, I mean before you became what you are now?” you ask Jane.

“Yeah sure lots of times, not super consistently, but now I just go there because it can pretty addicting to show how much stronger than a normal puny… erh I mean I like working out because it’s so much more fun now.” Jane says.

“Sure you do.” you say smirking

“Shut it and just watch her, and more importantly the tiny me, I’m so cute right now.”

“Erh, right.”

You watch as Taylor finally reaches the schools gym area, she walks inside, with tiny Jane following, floating over her shoulder, then you and Jane follow, partially floating through a wall, which is a little bit disorientating for you.

When you get your bearing and look at the room, it’s mostly the same gym as you have seen before, but there seem to be some changes. The room seems much bigger now, with much more equipment, which goes from normal to large then absurd in size, the last group of equipment makes you think: “There is no way this is real equipment, it’s probably more like some kind of art piece as there is no way someone is going to be able to lift those massive weights amazon or not.”

You train of thought stops as you realize that there are a few people beyond amazon and you are currently sitting on the lap of one, you look at Jane who says: “I see you figured it out, I even made the weights tiny so it wouldn’t be too overwhelming for the club members to look at, I’m so humble.”

You just raise your eyebrow in response to Jane’s faux humbleness, then go back to watching Taylor and past tiny Jane.

Taylor is scanning the room and by the looks of it the body building club is in full swing, there are normal women and men lifting weights in groups cheering each other on and some amazons cheering the men and women on as they do their best to lift with proper form. You even recognize one of the amazons who’s teaching some guy proper form as the bouncer from Abigales’s club and the women that were hitting on you and Jacob that one time, and by the look of it, she's not just watching if he has proper lifting form.

But there is a group there that is off to the side, with the larger equipment, which seems to be cordoned off with red velvet rope, and past them is the equipment that Jane made for herself and they look nothing like a normal amazons.

The first thing you notice is just how much bigger they are, much taller and muscular than the amazons you have seen before, and not only that, but their features are over the top, just as their muscles are over the top, so are their more feminine features. Their waists are thin but muscular, like their body fat is in the lowest number, showing an impressive row of abs, their chests massive, much bigger than you would have thought someone with such obviously low body fat should be able to have.

Their legs look super defined, massive, yet insinuate their over their top feminine forms, their butts are massive flesh of muscular sculpted orbs. Their arms are the only thing that seem not to extenuate their over the top feminine forms, as they are hugely muscular, especially as many of them are pumping them up with massive weights, but despite their size they still seem to manage to look soft. Their bodies seem to be almost a contradiction, Femininely shaped, that stirs some things deep in you but, yet immensely muscularly sculpted when you look at their individual parts, with visibly veins which you can see pump with the flexing of their muscles.

Most have their hair in buns or have some kind of short hair, as they grit their teeth, staring at themselves in the whole wall mirrors as they either flex, pose or curl massive large weights. You notice their faces, which are various levels of stunning beauty, their lips even when their mouths are in snares, look like massive kissable pillows, which adds to the contradiction that their bodies seem to be.

“Look at those fitness bimbo’s so hot, don’t you think, you probably didn’t even notice how tiny their outfits are honey, I can’t really blame you after living with me.” Jane says and snort laughs as you get red in the face as you realize she’s right, all of them are wearing outfits that seem to show the most amount of their well sculpted flesh.

Some are wearing tiny booty shorts, that shows off the lower parts of their buns of steel, wearing lifting sneakers or just socks that seem to be made for lifting. Their chest are clad in material that actually does a good job of covering their massive round orbs of tit-flesh, with various words on the front like “Muscle bitch”, “Bad lifting bitch”, “Caught you staring” and other words, which seem to indicate a certain kind of attitude.

You watch as Taylor walks up to the nearest group of women, men and amazons, they imminently seem to be struck by her as they all seem to give her attention. Taylor looks at the group annoyed and says: “I’m looking for Jane!”, but all of them freeze, clearly not knowing what they should be doing. Tiny Jane on her shoulder, leans up to her, points to the velvet cordoned off area of the gym, the area with the larger weights and past that are Jane’s absurd sized weights and whispers, barely holding back excitement: “Over there.”

Taylor turns her head towards what seems to be the opening of the velvet roped area, where there actually is a woman standing wearing the same outfit as the oversize amazon beyond it, but she looks smaller and not as defined as the large muscle bimbo amazons grunting, flexing and pumping behind her.

Taylor walks towards them, not with confidence but what seems like frustration, as she gets near the bouncer you notice that Taylor, despite being taller than everyone she has meet so far, is actually smaller than the “bouncer” which is herself smaller than the group behind her, which seems to be absorbed in pumping and flexing their bodies in various way.

As Taylor nears, but before she manages to ask about Jane, the “bouncer” puts her arm up, puts up a flat palm and says: “Sorry, serious lifters only beyond this point!”

Stopping Taylor, stunning her but not in the meek kind but the “How fucking dare you” kind, before she can respond, the largest one behind the rope, responds clearly amused by the commotion: “I thought our dear leader would be more impressive, not such a pip squeak.” causing the rest of the group to stifle laughs, all the while they don’t take their eye’s off the mirror in front of themselves as they pose and pump.

Taylor stares at them and you can practically see the smoke coming out of her ears as she manages to form a sentence: “Are you telling me what I can and cannot do!”

The huge muscle bimbo amazon stops, and a few others, while the rest keep focusing on their posing, stop and look at Taylor. The large amazon, egged on by the groups reaction before, looks over her shoulder with a “Look at this girls” smirk, looks at Taylor with now obvious contempt, bends slightly down and says in the most fake nice voice you have ever heard: “No, no, of course not, we are just making sure you are safe and don’t hurt yourself, the weights here are so heavy and dangerous for someone your size, not to mention just being near the honorary members equipment might be too much for you. If you even want to touch them to try to fathom how impossible her lifting record is, you should star with something more your speed, like the beginner weights over there, past the newbie group.”

Taylor’s face becomes beet red, and it looks like she’s doesn’t know what to say due to anger, she only manages to stutter out: “H-Honorary member!?”

The rest of the giant amazon look at her like she’s stupid and say: “Yeah… Jane.” and point toward a golden framed picture on one of the walls of Jane grinning, showing no strain at all as she’s lifting giant mega weighted dumbbells above her head, one in each arm, as she sits on a bench, and piled on top of the massive huge weights smiling are the huge amazon bimbo’s.

Tiny Jane whispers something into Taylor’s ear, and Taylor responds.