The solid tungsten dumbbells rose and fell in steady rhythm. With each curl, Aubrey’s biceps pressed together like rock-hard wrecking balls, veins dancing and pulsing beneath her skin. Deep into her workout, she was completely focused on the pump. Every repetition mattered, and she demanded nothing less than perfect form. Her trusted Pump It Up playlist thundered in her ears, keeping her locked in.
Next to her, two teenagers tried to copy her movements. Watching her through the mirror, they each grabbed a dumbbell from the rack and mimicked what they saw. They were clearly new to this world, Aubrey’s world. Stunned by the massive weight the green-eyed goddess was lifting, they believed that if they wanted to grow stronger, they needed to follow the example of someone who already had.
When Aubrey finished her first set, she carefully lowered the monstrous dumbbells to the gym floor. Even with her absolute control and finesse, the floorboards groaned loudly under the staggering weight.
She closed her eyes and slowly cracked her neck. The pump felt incredible today, and there were few feelings that came close to this level of exhilaration. She reached across to squeeze her left bicep with her right hand, barely managing it. Her own powerful chest and core stood in the way, bulging outward, unyielding and proud.
As she bent down to pick up the dumbbells for her next set, she noticed the two youngsters standing close by. Aubrey slowly turned to face them. They looked up at her, their legs begging them to run, but they were frozen in place. Like kids caught doing something they weren’t sure they were allowed to do.
“Hey!” Aubrey said, her voice calm but commanding. “Don’t go anywhere.”
The boys exchanged nervous glances, unsure if they were about to be scolded… or something worse.
Instead, Aubrey picked up the dumbbells and powered through another full set. This time, the boys couldn’t help themselves. They watched her directly, not through the mirror, but the real behemoth standing less than a meter away. They saw muscles ripple and swell in ways they had never seen or even imagined. It was like watching the Hulk… and not the smaller cousin.
Aubrey caught their awestruck expressions in the mirror and felt amused. After ten clean reps, she set the weights down and turned toward them again. She pulled her headphones off, the band stretching wide as it slid over her massive traps.
“Alright,” she said with a small smile. “Now I want you to do the following.”
“First, put those weights back. You can handle more.” She pointed to a slightly heavier pair of dumbbells. “Those will be perfect.”
The two boys obeyed immediately.
“Good,” Aubrey continued. “Now I’ll show you how to do this exercise properly. And promise me one thing.”
They nodded eagerly.
“When you’re done today, come find me at the front desk. We’ll get you enrolled the right way. Including an Aubrey-approved plan.”
Her smile softened, but her presence remained powerful...
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So.. what music do you think Aubrey would have in her workout playlist?