Marilyn Mon-Swole And Jane Muscle Vs. The Gym Bullies (Illustrated story)

Gym Bullies

Written By: SteeleBlazer

Marilyn Mon-Swole and Jane Muscle strutted into the gym, their muscles rippling and bulging under their tight workout clothes. Marilyn's outfit was bedazzled with sequins, making her sparkle as she moved. Jane glanced over at her friend and raised an eyebrow.

"Why the sequins, Marilyn?" she asked.

Marilyn shrugged and gave a coy smile. "I like to always look my best," she replied, “and you know how much I love diamonds, the way they sparkle and shine, and how hard they are. Well, my muscles sparkle and shine, or at least they do after I’ve given them a nice, good pump, and you better believe they’re just as hard as diamonds too. So, it's only fitting that my clothes sparkle and shine as well."

Jane chuckled and flexed her bicep, feeling her clothes grow tighter against her well-defined muscles. "I prefer tight clothes myself," she said with a grin. "It feels pretty great to wear tight clothes when you're as jacked as we are, and it feels even better the more pumped up you get, and the tighter your clothes become."

“If it ain’t tight, it ain’t right!” both women shouted at the same time.

Finishing not only each other's sentence but finishing it with a raucous laugh and one last good hard flex for the both of them.

As a testament to their musclebound hardbody figures, the two of them loved working out and lifting heavy weights. They often said "the heavier, the better" regarding their workouts. As a result, they had the kind of muscles and strength that most men could only dream of, while also having the type of dream girl body that men all too often fantasize about.

They were on their way to the free weight area when they witnessed a scene that made them roll their eyes. Chuck and Ben, two beefy guys with oversized egos, were hitting on the young woman who worked at the counter handing out fresh towels. The rude men were flexing their muscles and trying to impress her with their strength, but she was clearly not interested, and yet they wouldn’t leave her alone.

Marilyn and Jane exchanged a knowing glance and approached the scene. Chuck and Ben were so focused on trying to impress the woman that they didn't even notice when Marilyn and Jane started flexing their own muscles behind them. When the young woman’s eyes widened in shock, the men thought it was because she was finally impressed with the size of their muscles. Not realizing it was from the shock that both Marilyn’s and Jane’s muscles were dwarfing theirs, and the young woman couldn’t believe that a woman’s muscles could be so big, let alone dwarf those of a man.

Also, let's not forget these were two world famous Hollywood starlets, so she was also perhaps equally starstruck too. However, it really was mostly the fact that two beautiful women had such bigger muscles than two seemingly big, strong men. And as the men kept on flexing, so too did Marilyn and Jane. And the young woman couldn’t help but giggle at the strange situation.

That’s when the two men noticed something was up, because no one would dare laugh at their manly macho muscles. Or at least that’s what they always believed. Yet, when they finally turned around, they were met with the sight of Marilyn and Jane's impressive physiques, which were clearly larger than their own, and the two musclebound ladies were in fact laughing as well.

The two men became sheepish and sullen, and they quickly retreated from the scene. The woman at the counter gushed over Marilyn and Jane, asking if she could touch their muscles. Both Marilyn and Jane smiled and obliged, and the woman was in awe of their strength.

"You two are famous!" she exclaimed. "I've seen your pictures in newspapers and in all the gossip magazines. But, I thought it was just a rumor you both got so... so... so BIG! Yet, you’re even bigger in person than in those pictures in the magazines. This is so unreal, I never thought it could be possible for women to get so big and muscular... And yet still be so beautiful!"

Marilyn and Jane chuckled and flexed their muscles again for good measure. "We've worked hard to get our bodies into shape," Marilyn said. "It takes a lot of hard work to be a hardbody, but it's worth it. Because our muscles are harder than diamonds and prettier too!"

“I wish I had muscles like yours they’re so big and beautiful!” The woman said as she continued touching and gushing over Jane’s and Marilyn’s muscles.

"Yeah, just think of yourself as a diamond in the rough," Jane added. "You just need to do the hard work of cutting and polishing, and soon you'll be just as strong and beautiful and as hard as a diamond."

"And you know how much us girls love diamonds," Marilyn quipped.

Jane chuckled and flexed her bicep. "But I think we love dumbbells even more," she said with a grin.

All the women laughed and then Marilyn asked the young woman her name.

“Samantha.” The young woman said as her face flushed red from being asked her name from one of the most famous women in the entire world.

“It’s a pleasure meeting you Samantha, and if those two jerks give you any more trouble just let us know.” Marilyn told her.

“Yeah, manhandling men is a specialty of ours.” Jane added with a smirk, while of course flexing as she said so.

“Only we call it...” Marilyn began saying and both her and Jane finished with “Woman-Handling!”

And once again all three women laughed.

Marilyn and Jane grabbed a towel and thanked Samantha and bade her to have a good day. And Samantha replied after them, she will now thanks to them scaring away those two jerks.

As they walked into the main workout area, they couldn't help but notice the reactions of the men around them. These were all big strong men who worked out there, and yet all the men were clearly smaller and less muscular than Marilyn and Jane. Many of them lusted after the women's beauty, but there was also a clear sense of jealousy and envy in the air. The two of them weren’t fazed by this; they were used to stares wherever they went and weren't about to let that get to them. In fact, they rather liked all the staring and leering and made sure to put a little extra sway in their hips, and a bit extra swagger in their strut.

Marilyn and Jane were stretching on their mats when Chuck and Ben approached them. It seems the two men finally found what they pass off as courage and decided they wanted payback for what happened earlier. The two men had clearly not learned their lesson from the previous encounter, and they were still determined to prove their manliness to the two women, the whole gym, and themselves, by the only way they knew how. By harassing and intimidating women.

They were about to find out that Marilyn and Jane did not intimidate so easily.

"What are you two still doing here?" Chuck sneered. "A gym ain’t no beauty pageant. Don't you know this is a gym for men? You don't belong here."

Marilyn and Jane exchanged a knowing glance and continued stretching. "We belong here just as much as you do," Jane said calmly. "We're here to work out and lift weights, just like you are..."

“Only we lift bigger and heavier weights than what you do!” Marilyn chimed in finishing off Jane’s sentence. Both of the ladies laughed, but Chuck and Ben didn’t find that remark as funny as what Marilyn and Jane had.

“I doubt it... I bet those muscles are all for show. Ain’t no way some dames are stronger than men. Muscles or not you’re just girls.” Chuck said as spittle flew from his mouth.

“Yeah, ain’t no way any beautiful broads like the two of you are stronger than real men like us. Besides don’t you know muscles are for men, not girls!” Ben said as he crossed his arms and tried to look as intimidating as possible.

And perhaps this macho display would have intimidated other women, but not Marilyn and Jane, least of all because as big as his muscles were, they were still so very small compared to their girly muscles.

“Well, if muscles are for men, then why don’t the two of you have any?” Jane asked the men.

Before they could spit out their response, Marilyn joined in with her own playful quip, “Yeah, and these beautiful broads have broader shoulders than both of you boys.”

Marilyn and Jane both laughed and were clearly amused by their quips, but once again neither Ben nor Chuck were amused, nor were they laughing. Their jaws clenched and they were seeing red, which strange enough was what Jane and Marilyn were seeing as well, as both men’s faces turned crimson in their rage.

Ben squared his shoulders and puffed out his chest. "You think you're stronger than us?" he challenged. "I doubt it. You’re just girls after all and no little bit of muscle is going to change that."

Marilyn chuckled and flexed her own bicep. "Is that so?" she said with a sly smile. "Ain’t nothing little about our muscles... They’re big, really, really big! And I thought bigger was better? Aren’t you men always on about how big you are?”

“Don’t tell us size doesn’t matter, because coming from us women.” Jane began to say, and Marilyn joined in right at the end with both saying, “Size matters!”

“And we got you little boys beat!” Jane added and both her and Marilyn emphasized their point with a big booming flex.

Chuck and Ben's faces reddened again, this time not just with anger but also embarrassment. They couldn't stand being shown up by the two women, and they were determined to prove themselves.

“Why you b---” Chuck began to say as he reared his hand back.

But before he could do something truly foolish. Marilyn interrupted with her idea.

“I have an idea.” Marilyn said as she smiled and exchanged a knowing look with Jane. “Why don’t we have a friendly competition and see who can lift the most weight.”

Both Marilyn and Jane coyly smiled, they had dealt with this type of attitude before, and they weren't about to let it get in the way of their workout. In truth, this just made their workout way more fun.

“And we can see if those muscles of yours are as big as your mouths.” Jane said as both her and Marilyn gave the two gym bullies another flex.

For a few seconds the men just shuffled their feet back and forth, clearly not knowing what to do. They’ve never really been challenged before, let alone by two women. They really didn’t know what to do or what to make of these women. They were angry, but they also were afraid. Afraid of being shown up and humiliated by these two bulging beauties. Yet, they couldn’t back down, they had been challenged in front of the whole gym.

Being the biggest and strongest men in the gym was important to Chuck and Ben, the weight that they lifted, and size of their muscles was how they measured themselves as men. It was something that both of those men were proud of and boastful about. And they felt their manliness impugned and insulted by Marilyn and Jane. And just looking at those mighty female muscles of Jane’s and Marilyn’s seemed to only further incense and enrage them. It just wasn’t right for women to be so big... and beautiful... they had to begrudgingly admit to themselves.

"Fine," Chuck spat out. "We accept. This way there won’t be any doubts about who's the strongest."

Marilyn and Jane exchanged another look and Marilyn just smirked and said, “I don’t think there are any doubts about who the strongest is, but I’m always up for a nice lifting competition.”

“Yeah, it’ll make for a good warmup before we start our real workout.” Jane said as she nodded her head in agreement with Marilyn and both women crossed their burly arms and gave the men the look.

It wasn’t just any look, but the look itself, a look that let the men know that they meant business and they were serious. As if the men couldn’t tell so already by the way the women’s burly and brawny muscles rippled and bulged as they folded their arms over their bountiful chests.

First up in their challenge was the bench press. Chuck and Ben loaded the barbell up with what most people would think was a truly massive amount of weight, and what they thought would be impossible for a pair of beautiful broads... broad broads and broad shoulders notwithstanding, to lift.

"Alright, ladies first," Chuck said, gesturing towards Marilyn and Jane. "Let's see what you got."

Marilyn and Jane giggled to themselves, knowing full well what they were capable of. They each loaded up the barbell with even more weight.

"Watch and learn, boys," Marilyn said with a wink.

With that she sat down on the bench and proceeded to crank out some reps. Her chest muscles rippled and swelled with each lift, and as she brought the great weight down, she let it bounce off her muscular chest making her breasts push up against the weight. Her triceps flared out with every push, the bulging muscles becoming more defined and prominent with each rep. With each rep the barbell pressed down on her chest, squishing her breasts and compressing her pecs, but they remained strong and firm, bouncing the weight off with ease.

“There... Twelve reps.” Marilyn said after she re-racked the weight back onto the bench.

“Only twelve?” Jane asked.

"How about we go heavier on the next set?" Marilyn giggled as she sat up.

Jane glanced over at the slack-jawed men, amusement dancing in her eyes. "Don't mind us, boys," she purred, "we're just getting started."

As Marilyn rose from the bench, her chest and triceps glistening with sweat, Chuck and Ben exchanged nervous glances. It was going to be a long workout.

After Marilyn's impressive set, Jane turned to the two men and asked, "So, who's next?"

The men both gulped and clenched their jaws and fists, neither of them wereeager to follow and be the next one to go after Marilyn’s display. Both men were beginning to doubt not just their own strength, but were also beginning to wonder just how strong these women actually could be. Could it be possible that these women weren’t just as strong as they looked, but even stronger?

"Okay, I guess it's my turn," Jane said with a playful smirk.

She slid onto the bench and beneath the barbell and started cranking out fifteen reps, beating Marilyn's record. Marilyn giggled and playfully called her a show-off. With a triumphant smile, Jane turned to the men and declared, "Alright boys, it's time for you to show us what you've got!"

At first, Chuck and Ben didn't move. They were both shocked and in disbelief, and yet, they were also angry. This was a weight they themselves weren't even sure they could lift, and yet these two women, the most beautiful and muscular women they'd ever seen, made it look easy.

Marilyn and Jane just smiled at one another as they not so casually stretched out their backs and squared out their shoulders and stood up as tall and straight and as wide as they could.

Marilyn teased the reluctant men saying, “Isn’t it funny Jane, how big strong men always like to puff out their chests and boast about how strong they are, but they forget that we women have chests too?”

"Only ours aren't just for show," Jane added, "we proved we can lift weights. Now it's your turn."

Chuck sneered and spat out, "Well, if a bunch of girls can lift that weight, then so can we." He stomped to the bench and sat down on it, trying to lift the weight off the bar. He couldn't. He tried and he tried, and he grunted, and he strained, and yet the weight was too heavy for him to lift off the bench. He barked at Ben to give him a spot and Ben quickly slunk over behind the bench looking like a dog that just had been admonished by its owner.

“What’s the matter? Having trouble getting it up?” Marilyn quipped and both she and Jane shared another laugh.

“It happens to all men.” Jane remarked and Marilyn nodded her head in agreement before adding, “Especially when they try to lift the same weights as us.”

Chuck was furious, but he just gritted his teeth as he prepared to lift the weight, he was determined show both Marilyn and Jane just how strong a real man like him was. So, with Ben’s help they raised the barbell from the rack, and no sooner had Ben let go of the bar than it dropped right on Chuck’s chest.

“Grrr... g-get t-this w-w-weight of me!” Chuck shouted or tried to. With the massive weight crushing down on him, it came out more of a whimper than a roar.

Ben tried to raise the weight and he pulled on it, but it was just too heavy. Despite both his and Chuck’s combined strength and their best, albeit frantic, efforts, they could not lift the weight more than a few inches off of Chuck’s chest. And as the weight came crashing back down on him, the curses and expletives he was going to hurl towards the two laughing musclebound starlets were knocked right out of his mouth as all the hot air, and just air in particular, was knocked out of his lungs.

Both Marilyn and Jane just chuckled to themselves. Marilyn calmly pushed Ben back with just one of her arms. Leaving Chuck alone and pinned beneath the massive barbell.

“Y-you think this is funny, that I’m some sort of l-laughing stock?” Chuck grunted out between breaths.

“Oh, no. We don’t think it’s funny we know it's funny isn’t that right sister.” Jane said as she looked over to Marilyn.

“Yeah, we do!” Marilyn said, agreeing with Jane. “And you know what else... We’re both girls. Big girls with big gorgeous girly muscles. And if we both lifted that weight... Does that make it a ‘girly’ weight?”

Chuck didn’t answer he just kept on grunting as it was all he could do, and he used what little strength he had to keep the massive ‘girly’ weight dumbbell from crushing and caving in his chest.

“And you’d think a strong guy like yourself would be able to lift ‘girly’ weights.” Marilyn said with just a little bit of a girly pout to her voice.

Again, all Chuck really could do was grunt in response.

"I thought lifting 'girly' weights was an insult," Marilyn said, still pouting. "Well, it shouldn't be!" she said as she flashed Jane a playful smile.

“No, it shouldn’t be. It should be a compliment. It should mean that you’re strong like us!” Jane said as both her and Marilyn shared a look and then both hit a flex. This time due to their light little warmup their muscles were even bigger and more impressive than before.

“Huh, you men just can’t take the fact that a woman could be bigger and stronger than you. Can you?” Jane asked Chuck and much as he didn’t want to answer the question, thanks to being pinned beneath that massive barbell he was a captive audience for her.

Both Marilyn and Jane being world famous movie stars were used to having captive audiences right on the edge of their seat in theaters, however since they’ve both taken up bodybuilding and weightlifting this wasn’t the first time, nor would it be the last that they captivated a man with their impressive strength, by capturing him beneath the massive girly weights they lifted.

And much as he didn’t want to admit Jane was right, he had no choice. However, even if he wanted to admit it, by now his face was turning purple, and he lost the strength to even grunt, all he could do was gargle hopelessly.

Lucky for him both Marilyn and Jane seemed to understand him. And so, each standing on one side of the barbell grabbed the end of it with just one hand and in tandem they lifted the weight up off Chuck and high into the air.

Chuck let out a loud gasp and it seemed the entire gym joined in with him. Marilyn and Jane just flashed their world-famous smiles and gave the crowd of gym goers who had huddled around a nice big flex and set the weight back down atop the bench.

"Alright, you win this round," Ben said begrudgingly, and without missing a beat, trying to save face, he turned to Chuck and asked, “They cheated, didn’t they, Chuck?”

Chuck’s face was red and while maybe partially due to his embarrassment he was feeling with having just been outlifted in front of the entire gym, it was mostly still due to him still catching his breath. And when confronted with admitting the truth or doubling down on the lie, he did what all weak men do... He doubled down on the lie.

“Yeah, that’s right. You didn’t lower the weight all the way down.” Chuck said pleased with himself for finding that excuse and for such quick thinking.

Ben joined right in with Chuck and his excuses as he said, "Also, you girls bounced the weight off your... your...”

“Boobs!” Jane said and laughed.

“We can’t help it, can we Jane.” Marilyn said as both she and Jane squared their shoulders and gave their muscular breasts a few quick shakes and bounces as they flexed their pecs and made their boobs bob up and down and together and apart.

“But, the guys do have a point.” Jane said.

“I thought we had the points? Two of ‘em!” Marilyn teased as brought her arms together and flexed both her arms and chest as much as she could.

“We do, but these two boobs, also have point... “ Jane said as she gestured toward Chuck and Ben. “We didn’t go down all the way, and I guess we did have some help getting it back up.”

“But, I thought our boobs help men get it up too?” Marilyn teasingly pouted.

This time the whole gym save for Ben and Chuck joined Marilyn and Jane in their laughter, and a few men even made wolf whistles as well. Of course this only further angered Chuck and Ben, who were not used to looking like a pair of boobs or in this case the butt of jokes.

Anatomy aside, they were really angry and once again seemingly forgotten any lesson that could have been learned.

“Keep laughing!” Ben sneered and so everyone did, he just gritted his teeth and stomped on over to the dumbbell rack and grabbed the heaviest one he could and started curling that heavy weight.

“Look a dumbbell lifting a dumbbell,” Marilyn said as she playfully elbowed Jane.

Marilyn started to take a step towards the weight-rack, but Jane just held out her arm gently stopping her. “You went first last time, now it's my turn,” she said to Marilyn as she gave her a sly little wink.

Jane sauntered over to Ben and the weight-rack, her hips swaying, and her beefy muscles bulging, and her broad shoulders on full display.

"My, my, my," she said, eyeing the weight in Ben's hands. "That is a big heavy weight... for a man."

Ben bristled at her words, but he tried to play it cool. "I'd like to see you try and do better," he grunted as he continued to curl his dumbbell.

Jane grabbed a dumbbell twice as big as Ben's and began curling it with ease. “Is this good enough for you?!” She asked him, only Ben didn’t answer, he just narrowed his eyes, and kept on curling his dumbbell. Well aware he looked like a dumbbell himself standing there and curling his smaller dumbbell right next to her.

She whispered to him, "Let's see who can keep it up longer?”

Shoulder to shoulder they stood and both were curling the dumbbells in their hands. While Jane’s was twice the size of Ben’s she curled it just as easily as he curled his, which only seemed natural because her muscles were about twice the size of his. Rep for rep they matched each other. Until Ben started to slow down and struggle with his weight.

He didn’t give up easy, he kept on lifting and trying to match Jane's pace, but his arm began to tremble and his grip faltered. He swung the weight up and down, bending his back in an attempt to eke out a few more reps, but eventually, he couldn't lift anymore. Meanwhile, Jane kept curling her weight with ease, her beefy, bulging bicep swelling and expanding with every rep. The vein on her bicep mound throbbed and popped out, making her arm look even more impressive.

As Ben gasped for breath, Jane chuckled and squeezed her bicep, making it bulge even more. "Looks like I win again," she said, her voice dripping with amusement. Ben scowled at her, feeling embarrassed and humiliated.

“Isn’t that just like a man... always finishing before the woman.” Marilyn said as she sauntered on over to the pair, her hips swaying and her muscles rippling, and the sequins on her workout leotard sparkling.

The women laughed, and the rest of the gym joined in, except for Chuck and Ben. Chuck was so outraged he didn’t know what to do. He wanted to prove to Marilyn and Jane that he was stronger than them. He wanted to show them just what kind of man he truly was. He stormed over to the barbell rack, loaded up a barbell with as much weight as he could handle, and proceeded to curl it.

The weight was impressive, as no other man in the gym could lift it. However, Chuck wasn’t competing against other men; he was competing against Marilyn Mon-Swole and Jane Muscle, who were stronger than any man. A fact that was already proven earlier on, but he had clearly forgotten about the times these women had outclassed and outmuscled him before. Or at least was willfully being ignorant of it…

But for him and all men in the gym, there would be no escaping the fact that Marilyn Mon-Swole and Jane Muscle were just in fact, stronger than each and every one of them. That was a fact he was about to relearn again firsthand, as Marilyn grabbed the barbell from him with her hand and using just that single arm, she proceeded to curl it. A hushed silence fell across the whole gym, the only sounds to be heard were the clinking and clanking of the barbell as Marilyn lifted it up and down.

“Hmmm... This feels too light... Jane, would you be a dear and add more weight to it for me?” Marilyn mused to Jane.

Jane was only too happy to oblige, and she grabbed up as much weight as her burly arms could hold, which was quite a lot and walked over to Marilyn and proceeded to load up that barbell of hers.

Marilyn didn’t stop lifting for a single rep. She just kept on lifting as Jane kept on piling on and stacking the iron plates on each side, making it heavier and heavier. And the weight grew heavier so too did her mountainous bicep mound grow larger as it swelled bigger and bigger, bulging out more and more with each and every rep she made. The weight on that barbell was more weight than most men in the gym could squat, and yet Marilyn didn't falter, each rep pushing her limits as her bicep swelled to a mammoth size, pulsing with exertion with each movement and rep.

“Why don’t you try it now, I think you’ll find it more challenging.” Marilyn said to Chuck as she thrust out the barbell for him take.

He just sheepishly shook his head side to side as he stepped back. Chuck and Ben looked at each other, both feeling emasculated and ashamed. Marilyn was still effortlessly curling the massive barbell with one arm, all while smiling that world famous smile of hers.

“C’mon and give it a go.” She said to him sweetly and despite her sweet invitation he still refused.

“Come on don’t be a wimp, show her how much of a man you are!” Ben barked at Chuck, and he was about to find out it was easier to have the strength to yell at his friend than to lift the actual weight.

“Why don’t you lift it instead!” Marilyn said to Ben as she tossed him the barbell.

It was way too heavy for Ben and he had no chance to catch it, and it ended up falling on top of him and pinning him to the ground. Unable to lift it off of himself. He yelled for Chuck to help him, and Marilyn and Jane along with the rest of the gym couldn’t help but laugh as they watched Chuck struggle to lift the weight off of Ben. Eventually, with great effort, Chuck was able to remove the weight, freeing Ben.

While Ben was freed from the weight, he wasn’t freed from the ridicule and laughter from all the patrons of the gym. This wasn’t right at all. How could they be weaker than two girls, and how could the entire gym be laughing at them?! They were confused, and they were embarrassed, but they also were angry.

Marilyn and Jane stood with their hands on their hips, once again giving Chuck and Ben the look. Only this time as the men looked upon the muscle-bound starlets, they seemed even bigger than before. Whether it was because the men just having been crushed both physically and emotionally, or because the muscular pump both ladies now had, have left their muscles bulging and glistening with sweat.

Regardless the effect was quite intimidating to the men and both Chuck and Ben had never felt smaller in their entire lives. The whole gym was laughing at them, and everything they thought they knew about being a man seemed to be wrong. They were big, muscular men, but they had just been shown up and outmuscled by two of the most beautiful women they’d ever seen. Doesn’t matter that both Marilyn and Jane also happened to be the most muscular women they’d ever see as well.

"Are you satisfied now?" Jane asked.

"Or do you want to keep going?" Marilyn added, interrupting Jane.

“Because I think we’ve proven that we’re just as strong as any man.” Jane proclaimed as she brought up both her arms in powerful flex.

"Even stronger!" Marilyn chimed in and did a powerful flex of her own.

Then both women shouted together in unison, “Way, way, way stronger!” And they both laughed and posed some more for the crowd flexing those gorgeously engorged muscles of theirs. The gym erupted in applause and even a few wolf whistles.

This only made Chuck and Ben feel even smaller as they could only watch the two women flex and flaunt their muscular supremacy right before their own eyes and hear the cheers from everyone in the gym. Without a doubt they had never felt smaller in their lives, they also never felt angrier!

"You two need to leave," Ben snarled, his face contorted with rage. "You think you’re pretty big, but you’re still just a couple of weak women. You don't belong here!"

Marilyn Mon-Swole and Jane Muscle once again just exchanged a knowing glance and stood their ground. They were not about to be bullied by these two meatheads, and they were more than ready to defend themselves if necessary.

"We're not going anywhere," Jane said firmly. "We belong here just as much as you do, and we've just proven it. If anyone should leave it’s you two, cos you can’t handle being weaker than us girls."

“Just like you can’t handle the big heavy ‘girly’ weights we lift!” Marilyn said chiming in and puffing out her chest while given Jane a playful wink.

Ben and Chuck sneered at the women, clearly not impressed by their defiance. "Fine," Chuck spat out. "If that's how you want to play it, things are going to get violent."

Marilyn chuckled and grabbed a barbell from a nearby squat rack, lifting it off the rack with ease. She held it in her hand, a weight that only the strongest men in the gym could even attempt to squat, and yet she was able lift it up with just one arm.

"Oopsie," she said with a sly grin as she dropped the barbell, and it crashed to the ground with a loud thud, causing the gym to shake with the impact.

Both Ben and Chuck were taken aback at what was going on. Blankly they could only stare in befuddlement wondering just what Marilyn was up to. They were ready and raring for a fight, but she just sauntered over to a weight rack and scooped up a load of iron plates.

Ben and Chuck's eyes widened in confusion as they watched Marilyn load up the barbell with even more weight, until it was overflowing with plates. They couldn't believe what they were seeing, and they asked her what she was doing.

"Just wait and see," Jane told them with a grin.

Marilyn grabbed the barbell with both hands and lifted it above her head with fierce determination. She grunted and she heaved, and she lifted that truly massive weight with all the strength that she possessed. It was a struggle, and her muscles bulged and strained with the effort, but she finally managed to get it up above her head.

Triumphantly she smiled as she looked at the two men. Her muscles swelled and they glistened, and the sequins on her leotard shimmered and sparkled, and her strength and beauty was a sight to behold. For all the men in that gym would forever swear that on that day, lifting that massive barbell, Marilyn Mon-Swole's muscular physique was larger than life, and even larger than what she looked right up on the silver screen itself.

Ben and Chuck were terrified by the display of strength, their eyes nearly bugged out of their sockets, and they asked the women just what they were.

"I'm Marilyn Mon-Swole, the strongest woman in the world," Marilyn said with a smirk. She then let go of the barbell with one hand and flexed her arm for good measure.

The men’s jaws dropped; they couldn’t believe anyone could be so strong. Then, as Marilyn let go of the barbell and it dropped to the floor, the weight was so heavy that it shook the gym like a powerful earthquake. There was no denying the immense weight of that barbell, just like there was no denying that both men were so much weaker than the two hardbody Hollywood stars. Chuck and Ben's egos and fragile notions of masculinity were knocked down, so it was only fitting that they too fell on their butts due to the earthshaking might of Marilyn’s muscles. Like tiny little bugs, they scuttled backwards away from her in fear.

Marilyn and Jane laughed as the men stumbled and tripped, fleeing from the gym in terror. They had proven themselves to be the strongest people in the gym. Stronger than any man and they knew that they had nothing to fear from weak men like Chuck and Ben. Still, it was a fun little warmup for the two of them.

As they flexed their muscles next to each other, comparing their impressive physiques, Marilyn and Jane also knew that they were more than just "beauty pageant" material - they were strong, musclebound women who were without equal in both beauty and strength in the whole wide world.

"Strongest woman in the world?" Jane teased Marilyn with a smile. "I thought that was me."

Marilyn chuckled and flexed her muscles, grinning at her friend. "Ohhh, do you want to challenge me? I could use a real challenge those guys really weren’t much of one.”

“Maybe... But, perhaps some other time... Right now, why don’t we just say we’re both the strongest woman in the world.” Jane said.

“Well, we’re certainly way stronger than those jerks.” Marilyn said, agreeing with Jane.

“Ain’t that the truth sister,” Jane retorted right back as she gave Marilyn a quick wink and a flex.

“Men are so weak compared to us and our mighty female muscles!” Both women exclaimed to each other and once again had a good laugh after shouting those words.

As Marilyn and Jane finished their workout and headed for the showers, they couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and accomplishment. They had stood up to the bullies and emerged victorious, and they knew that they had earned the respect of everyone in the gym, and they earned it the same way they earned those glorious hardbodies of theirs. With hard work and lifting heavy weights.

As they left the gym and headed to the showers, Samantha ran up to the two of them and handed them fresh towels.

“That was so amazing, that was the greatest thing I’ve ever seen, even better than your movies on the big screen!” Samantha said to them squealing with joy.

It wasn’t just Samantha that was impressed, but all the other patrons of the gym were too and so the two women were given cheers and applause from the other members, who were all in awe of their strength and determination, and hardbody beauty. Marilyn and Jane smiled and waved, basking in the adulation of their fans.

"We may be just two women," Marilyn said with a wink. "But we're stronger than any man in this gym."

"And we're not afraid to prove it," Jane added with a laugh.

It was the dawning of a new day, and Marilyn and Jane couldn’t wait to get their morning workout in. It had been a few months since both Marilyn and Jane dealt with those gym bullies. During that time both Marilyn and Jane were busy shooting films and becoming bigger and bigger movie stars. And I mean that in more ways than one as you better believe that no matter how busy they were that they never missed a single workout. They hadn’t seen each other for months and they both were happy to see one another again. They loved talking fashion and gossip, but more importantly they loved working out together, as both agreed no one pushed themselves harder than each other.

They walked towards the gym, catching up and chatting about their recent activities. Marilyn told Jane about her new movie, in which she played a beautiful bodybuilder who captured the heart of a man.

Jane chuckled and said, "I see you're really stretching your acting chops."

"Not as much as I stretch my sleeves," Marilyn said with a flex, causing both women to laugh.

As they entered the gym, they saw an only too familiar sight of Samantha being harassed by Ben and Chuck. Evidently these two gym bullies had failed to learn their lesson and Marilyn was ready to teach that lesson again, but Jane held her hand out and said, "Hold on, darling. Something tells me we don’t want to miss the show."

Both Marilyn and Jane watched in eager anticipation as even from the distance they were at, something seemed different about Samantha. She seemed to have a newfound sense of strength. As she handed the two bullies their towels, she flexed her arms, and she made sure to give both men a good, hard look at her big, hard muscles.

The men's eyes went wide in shock at the size of her muscles, and Samantha said, "What's the matter, fellas? Scared of a little muscle?" She flexed even harder, tearing out of her sleeves as she did so, causing Chuck and Ben to run away in fear, leaving their towels behind.

Running straight into Marilyn and Jane's muscular chests, they hit their heads on their cleavage, but it was like running into a mountain. Or more aptly mountains, as both women sported twin peaks that were packed with rock-solid lady muscle. The men fell down, and when they looked up, they saw the two women standing over them.

Marilyn said to them, "You two are still picking on little women?"

Samantha shouted, "Hey!" and Marilyn quickly apologized, saying, "Sorry, not so little women." She then turned and gave the men another one of her looks, and this one was so stern that even a blind man could see the intent behind her gaze, as she said to them, "You two really should learn some manners."

But before she could teach them their lesson in manners and how to properly treat a lady, Chuck and Ben got up and ran away, shouting, "This gym is crazy!"

The three women laughed as they watched the men flee, and Jane said to Samantha, "I'm impressed. You've really grown since we last saw you."

Samantha blushed and said, "Thanks. It's all thanks to you two. Watching you both inspired me to start lifting and it's given me the strength to stand up for myself and not be pushed around by those two bullies."

“Yeah, and if those jerks aren’t careful, you might just push them around instead.” Marilyn said and all three women laughed once again.

Samantha was so excited to see both women again and couldn’t help but gush over both Jane and Marilyn, saying that she wanted to be just like them. She flexed once more, this time just for them, and seeing Jane’s and Marilyn’s eyes looking at her bicep filled her with pride and made her flex her bicep even harder, making it swell out even larger.

“That’s really big.” Jane said to Samantha

“And hard too!” Marilyn added as she felt Samantha’s bicep.

"I have a long way to go before I'm as strong as you both," Samantha said.

Jane smiled and said, "You're already strong enough to keep the weak men away. That's what really matters."

Marilyn nodded in agreement and said, "Ain't it the truth?" All three women laughed and flexed, and they knew they’d seen the last of those no-good gym bullies.

The end.