Pumping Iron

She eventually settles on a loose pair of sweat pants along with a dress that she cuts off at the knee. It looks weird but it covers everything, she'd figure out something better later. For a top she throws on an athletics bra and then...then nothing. Looking at herself in the mirror she realizes she's seen plenty of women wandering around in these around campus. She looks herself over in the mirror, really looking hard at herself to judge her own attractiveness. Her toned muscled physique, her natural hourglass figure, nice round ass, big firm tits, her long neck and intense pretty and perfectly symmetrical angular face, her long blonde hair back in a pony tail. She looked fucking GOOD. Time to start strutting her stuff.

"Catch you later Jen, and hey. Thanks a lot for letting me get this off my chest. It'll be nice to know I can just be myself in here at least." Penny says.

"Yeah, sure." Jen responds. She goes back to her book though it is just for appearance. She was still having trouble coming to grips with the revelation.

Penny heads out. She strides confidently down the hall, hips swaying as her powerful legs drove her forward. She was turning heads. Almost every other girl she could see was checking her out. Some had looks of astonishment at the usually shy baggy clothes Penny suddenly appearing like this among them. Many had gazes of unmistakable jealousy or intimidation. She can actually hear some gasps and whispers as she struts through the common room. Looking at a tight little number from the cheerleading squad Penny shoots her a wink.

As she makes her way through campus she continues to get looks and whispered comments just out of earshot. She was turning heads everywhere she went.

At the gym she flashes her student card at the desk and heads on in. As with everywhere else things almost come to a momentary halt as the guys and girls of the gym check her out. Here she was among her peers however, there was a lot of firm muscular flesh on display all over. Things pick up once more.

More than once she hears whispered expressions of awe. "Who is that!?" Although she also hears the odd. "What the fuck is she wearing?"

She does a quick warm up. Thrusters, burpies, rock climbers, and pull ups. By the time she is doing the pull ups she is starting to really attract some attention. One of the gym meatheads finally approaches her.

"Wow...usually girls can't do that many..." He states the obvious, obvious to everyone but Penny that is. This was a normal warm up for her.

She shrugs. Unsure of what to say she just wanders over to a clear area of floor and starts setting up a barbell. She wanted to feel some weight today, today she would start with deadlift. She ignores the half dozen or so dudes gawking at her and loads the bar with 240. Another one of the guys steps forward.

"Woah there, you're gonna hurt yourself starting that heavy."

She rolls her eyes. Could this guy not see that this wasn't her first time in the gym? She finally says, remaining polite. "Oh? What would you suggest?"

He shrugs. "I dunno. What's your 1RM?"

She thinks. She actually had no idea what her one rep max was. Her father's home gym didn't have enough weight for her to test it. "Um...I'm not sure actually. Daddy's gym didn't have enough weights for me to..."

"Daddy? Daddy?" He laughs. A few titters run through the gathered gym rats. "Obviously 'Daddy' couldn't lift like a real man."

Penny's eyes narrowed. "My Daddy..." She stops herself, she takes a deep breath. In her anger she says. "I bet I could do better than you!"

She immediately regrets saying that. The gathered guys all burst out laughing at the preposterous statement. What was she thinking?

"You got yourself a bet!" The dude crows. "We're doing this."

Penny tries to backtrack. "I'm not warmed up or..."

"One lift, one rep." He states. "If I win you show us those tits."

Penny's eyebrows furrowed. She was a long time lifter but she'd never been exposed to this testosterone fueled gym culture before now. She wasn't liking this at all. She steels herself, so some meatheads saw her tits. Ah well.

She retorts. "I win you show us your cock."

He grins widely, knowing victory was assured. "Proudly baby, proudly. Fuck...if you win I'll even get it hard for you." He winks lewdly.

By this point a couple of the girls from the treadmills had wandered over. "Joey you asshole, leave her alone." One of them says.

He just laughs. "Gather round girls...who knows, you might see big Joey make an appearance." There is more laughter from the guys. He starts exchanging fist bumps and high fives to those around him as if he'd already won the thing.

The girls look at Penny sympathetically. "Come on, you don't have to do this. They're just bullies."

Joey interrupts. "I'll go first." He grins proudly. "PR of 405." He slaps his chest.

"Let's see it then big guy." One of his friends eggs him on.

Joey looks cockily at the gathered bros, obviously thinking he'd just laid claim to this new piece of gym trim. Stepping forward confidently he loads up the bar. He towers over the compact Penelope. Waving her away he steps up and squats down to grab the bar, over-under grip for maximum power. He takes an extra moment to flex and posture for the girls. Penny just waits patiently, not displaying any emotion despite being nervous inside. With a huff and a burst of power he pulls the heavy bar from the ground. There is a moment's doubt but then with a quivering extra effort he gets it to the top, locking out his legs below him. His face is red with strain. He holds it for a second then drops the bar and it comes down with a loud clang.

"Done already?" Penny quips. "And what? Your Mama never taught you ladies first?" The gathered women laugh. A few of them are actually cheering her on at this point although no one is really expecting anything despite Penny's impressive body.

Penny steps up to the bar and stares at it. She'd never lifted this much before. She takes a deep breath, chalks her hands, and squats down. She grips the bar, double overhand grip, she gives it a little test pull, the weight felt good in her hands. Taking a deep breath she closes her eyes. 'What am I doing? I can't do this. I'm going to hurt myself. I'm going to embarrass myself.' She is thinking.

She hears Joey quip. "Come on, you started this. We all want to see your big tits, hurry it up Daddy's girl!"

Her blue eyes flare open. She locks her gaze on Joey through the wall mirror. She lifts. In a smooth easy motion she just...stands up. Her lean yet deceptively thick muscles bulge, but she shows no signs of undue struggle. Everyone gathered is left wide eyed and open mouthed.

Suddenly the girls go nuts. "YEAH! You show 'em girl! Woo!"

The guys then start laughing at what was obviously about to be a losing bet for Joey. All laugh but Joey that is, he is gobsmacked. "What the fuck!?"

Penny holds it for a solid five count then gently places the bar back to the floor. She couldn't hold back a smile. She did it! She actually did it! Her already growing confidence gets another shot in the arm. She looks to the women and they give her thumbs up and encouragement. They loved it.

She turns back to Joey. "Want to keep going? Let's add 50."

Joey just shakes his head. "Uh...no...you win...what the fuck?" He steps forward, and reaches out his hand. "Hey, sorry I gave you a hard time. What's your name?" As he gets closer he says loud enough for everyone to hear. "And you gotta tell me what gear you're on, that shit is unbelievable."

Penny doesn't shake his hand, he was obviously trying to be nice to get out of the bet. She says defensively. "My name is Penny and I'm not on any gear. I don't juice."

Most of the muscle bound dudes roll their eyes. Joey says. "C'mon, you're among friends here. What are you on, seriously? We just want to know." Seeing no answer was forth coming he decides to turn on the charm. "Say, why don't you and me get out of here and go grab a..."

Penny ignores him. "Gather round girls." She says. "We're about to see 'big Joey'."

The women giggle and gather round Penny, pressing into her from left, right and behind to get a better look. Their firm fit bodies felt good against hers. Penelope grins and looks at the blushing Joey. "Let's see it then big guy." She says, echoing his buddy's statement from a bit earlier. "And you said you'd get it hard. Let's see you pump some iron."