A loud crash erupts in the back area of Mandy's Gym, a local place where everyone comes together to improve themselves and each other. Scrambling towards the back, the owner isn't afraid of who might be hurt but moreover what damages were done to her equipment. Slapping her hand over her face, the meerkat wasn't surprised at what she saw. Pushing out of a pile of 100 lb weights and barbells was a rather perturbed hen, ruffling her feathers and saying only "Dang" sullenly. Said woman was Henrietta, a recent local to the gym and the owner of one giant frame for her people. She smiled at Mandy, "I'll clean this all up, had a bit of an accident, but I'm fine." Mandy sighed, pulling her hand downward, stretching her eyelids. "I'm glad your fine Henrietta, but you can't be using my equipment like this, it's not safe for the weights sake. I don't want to do this, but I'm going to have to ask you to leave."

She could never handle rejection well. "I-i uh w-well, it's just t-that I never meant for this to happen, everything was going s-so well and..." as she pointed at the weights and how she tried holding them. Mandy crouched and patted Henrietta on her massive shoulder, "I know you want to improve, I'm sure at your size it's really hard too, but my insurance would go through the roof if i kept you here." Mandy had a look in her eyes that felt bad for Henrietta, but she had to do what she had to, taking her gym key and walking her toward the door.

As she was being escorted, she could hear what other were whispering, about her body, her height, how strange she was. She heard it all before but this gym was almost feeling like a family to her. Maybe she blocked it out before, but it was hurting in her heart with each step towards the door. And then, she was out, on the sidewalk and in the sunlight. It was warm, a nice 73 degree day, but in her heart it was raining and cold. She walked, not towards her car but towards somewhere, just walking, lost in a haze. After a while she stopped at an abandoned lot, some old cars and a rusty train cab adorned the place. Then it hit her, she clucked with joy. "Why go to any gym when I have my own right here..." she smiled.

Henrietta was one of a small few across the world who had a form of muscular hypertrophy which kept building muscle and strength in turn, the more she worked out the stronger she would get. Easily less than 1% of people, some were known and famous, others like her, were low key or did as little as they could to keep their muscle growth to a minimum. Henrietta embraced herself, just liking the fact the would get bigger, thinking it was "neat". After working out like most people did, she hit a wall. She could curl 500lbs fairly easily, but her gym wasn't too accommodating with larger weight ranges. There were gyms for larger people, like gorillas and rhinos, but they were always few and far between. The best she can hope for is maybe elephant or bison/buffalo rated stuff, which hits 1000 to 1500 lbs on average. But her stunts with trying to load a bar beyond what it could hold was a problem, trying to hit 2000lbs. Then her curls once again became easy, her body used to the weight, she became miffed at her ongoing plight. Henrietta's figure was nothing short of incredible, a stocky, super buff, short hen. A woman who weighed about 475lbs of muscle and feathers and could lift easily 10 times that amount, she knew she could probably at least.

Her feathers ruffled in joy at what she had found in that lot, not just cars, but a train cab, it had to weigh at least 10 or 20 tons. She thought at all the training she'd probably have to do to curl it once, but she was salivating at the outcome and how much she'd change. Her current maximums were a 1 ton dumbell curl, a 5 ton deadlift, 3 ton benchpress and a 10 ton squat. She knew she could do more, much more, but finding the right weights was near impossible, but now was becoming a reality.

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Pub: 17 Jun 2021 14:50 UTC
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