Now like most young lads at the time, I idolised the action stars like Sly Stallone and Arnold Schwarzenegger. I wanted to look like them and be like them when I was older. I was fascinated that guys could lift heavy weights and grow big strong muscular physiques. Before my discovery I never had the idea that women could also become muscular, after all in all of my 12 years I had never seen anything of the kind, never so much as a suggestion that women even lifted anything heavier than a bag full of shopping. And this was the 80s, now muscular women are few and far between even nowadays, in the 80s there was perhaps a handful on every continent, and compared to today's beefcakes they were more like fitness models.
So anyway, there I was slowly turning every page and taking in the beauty of the female form, excited, an excited that I had never felt before (apart from my brief encounter with the sexy stripper on TV) This time I had time to take it all in, enjoy and savour the new emotions that were encompassing me. As I got about half way through the second magazine I turned the page and stopped dead in my tracks. This is the sight that greeted me..
I was mesmerized like never before, here was a WOMAN with muscles, a beautiful strong looking young lady named Theresa Jean Bell, or to many better known as Pillow (the she beast) Now understand that when I say all the other women from that point in the magazines were no longer of interest to me, it's not that normal women from that point on were diminished or relegated in my mind to something lesser than they were before, no, they weren't, I still am very attracted to regular women as much as I ever have been. No this was just something different. This was me just in an instant discovering and realising my preference. Everyone has a preference of some kind. Some like blondes, some men prefer legs over anything else, for some it's breasts and others it's bums (that's ass for our American readers) Well for me I knew right there and then (yeah I know, I'm only 12, how can I be sure right! Well I just was, everything in me told me so) For me it was muscles, a muscular woman was my ultimate desire, a desire thrust upon me in an instant. I didn't know what had hit me, seriously I just stared for what seemed like an eternity, my thoughts and emotions all over the place. I won't go in to too much detail in to what I spent the rest of that afternoon doing , but I think you can imagine. In fact every opportunity I got I admired the beautiful Pillow and wondered if and where there were any other muscular women out there. Looking at Pillow now does bring back fond memories. To be honest I don't think she's all that muscular in this present time, but back in the day she was a revelation, and back then she definitely DID look very muscular to my young eyes.Well as you can see, my tastes over the years have become rather extreme to put it mildly, now there are women who have far more muscle than Mr average, some even have more muscle mass than those 80s action hero's! It's pretty extraordinary how big many female bodybuilders are today, whilst many do not necessarily carry huge poundages in terms of body weight, it's quite often their body composition and incredible proportions that make them stand out from the crowd. Examples like Maria Calo whom competes at 170 lbs 95% of which is lean body mass, has quads that are 29 inches and 17 inch biceps. A bench press that is a staggering 325 lbs, most men struggle with 150 lbs. And that of course is just one of the attractions... The incredible strength. The independent woman who pleases herself and builds the body that SHE thinks is beautiful. There are many reasons I am very attracted to very muscular women, some of which I have shared over the last 8 months. So folks you like what you see, keep coming back for more, because I love to share this thing that we all have in common, our mutual love for muscular women. So until the next post, whomever she may be I hope you have enjoyed this read of how I first found muscular women.