Butch X Bimbo: Issue 1

By Roy Ellison and MisterSnrub

Tonya is just focusing on her workouts when she is disturbed by a clumsy bimbo girl who's trying to train there. She walks over to help, they talk, and soon, their lives both change.
This issue collects parts 1-90 of Butch x Bimbo. It was created with MisterSnrub.
This erotic fiction contains female muscle growth, breast expansion and bimbo stuff. All characters are at least 18 years old.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Roy Ellison
• Release date: Jul 10, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005235062

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Butch x Bimbo – Issue 1

by MisterSnrub and Roy Ellison

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All characters in this book are at least 18 years old.

Copyright 2021 Roy Ellison

This issue collects parts 1-90 of the Butch x Bimbo story.

Tonya was at the gym, doing her usual routine, trying to ignore the vapid chicks that crowded the place before the summer. One of the especially ignorant looking ones was trying to find her way to use a machine that is maybe a liiiittle complicated, but it couldn't be so hard, could it? She was maybe 5'10, very slim, let's say 100-110 pounds, plus 2-3 pounds of implants. She was wearing a pink workout top that had never seen a drop of real sweat, with GIRL emblazoned on it, as well as some white and grey yoga pants that clung to a surprisingly nice butt. She had perfect nails, a full, plumped pout and enough makeup to confuse any face-detection software. And she was just putting that pin in entirely the wrong place.

Oh, and she had bleached blond hair, which looked amazingly artificial with her rather dark skin.

Tonya sighed as she set the dumbbells she had been working with back on the rack. As she went into her post workout stretches, her eyes are drawn to that wonderful silicone bunny just across the aisle. Girls like her filed through here by the dozen every day, but they hardly ever ventured away from the treadmills and stationary bikes. As much as their presence here drove her nuts, something about seeing her so obviously out of place piqued Tonya’s curiosity. She probably deserved at least an introductory lesson so she wouldn’t hurt herself on that thing. Tonya brushed her brown hair out of her face, drew all 180 pounds of her up to her full height of 5'6 and swaggered over in her direction.

The girl was still struggling with the thing, pushing against it with a manicured hand:

Why won't it like go in? You stupid stick! Like, why are you not working?

A moment later, it happened:

Ow! She sucked on her finger. Stupid!

Tonya sighed with her hands on her hips and shoved herself between the bimbo girl and the weight stack she was attempting to work with.

Have you ever even used one of these machines before?

The girl turned around reluctantly. Her expression was, well, sheepish. She looked incredibly helpless and ashamed.

Like, no ... This is so hard. Can you, like, help me with that? I like wanted to try some weightlifting and stuff, because I like saw it on insta.

Tonya took a deep breath. Her initial instinct was be to chew that girl out for lacking the most basic level of sense, but she gave off a slightly different vibe from most of the bimbos in the gym. At least she made the attempt to come over here, after all. That didn't make her any less dense, though. Staring her in the eye, Tonya slid the pin into its slot on the lightest weight on the rack.

I'm guessing you need a demonstration too.

A what?

Surprisingly, the girl looked confused and cute, not obnoxious.

Tonya took another deep breath. Patience with this one, girl!

Do you need me to show you how to do it?

The bimbo clapped her hands and almost did a little jump:

That would be like so nice! Thank you!

Now the girl was watching Tonya intently. The bodybuilder had her total attention.

She shrugged and walked around to the front of the machine. It was a simple lat pulldown, so she would be surprised if that bimbo could mess it up that badly.

This is meant to work the muscles in your back, Tonya said as she gestured towards her lats, which formed visible bulges under her workout tank. If you feel yourself hurting anywhere else, you need to stop, okay? That's a sign that you're doing something wrong.

She reached up to grab the bar and pull it down to her swollen pecs, going as slowly as possible so that the girl could follow her example.

Tonya could see that she was following her movements very carefully, but the girl was also obviously impressed by her muscles. After watching Tonya do the exercise a few times, the girl said:

You're very buff, you know?

It was absolutely honest, and there was a certain admiration in the tone of her voice.

After finishing enough reps that she felt confident that the bimbo had been able to take it in, she stood back up. She was actually a bit taken aback by your compliment, not expecting her physique to get respect from someone like that.

Yeah ..., she said, not sure how to respond. I've been working on getting this way for a long time.

Cool ... You're way buffer than Ashton. But he's stupid, you know. He's like, wow, girl, you're the best, ooh, I love you, but then, he says no girl, I need a side-bitch, don't think about her and I'm like, you're stupid, cos you don't know what you're doing, cos if you like got me, you don't need no side-bitch, cos I'm like the best bitch he's gonna get. Also, I'm like, not a bitch. She poofed her hair a bit. Yeah. So, thank you for like showing me this and stuff. You're really nice.

The girl got in position and did a rep or two, then asked:

Am I like doing this right?

For the most part Tonya tuned out her talk about relationship problems, but she stayed attentive enough to get the gist. Blah blah boyfriend, blah blah cheating. Tonya sympathized, sure, but she didn't sign up to play counselor. The girl had the musclewoman’s full attention again when she sat down at the machine. She watched the girl’s form intently.

Not bad, she said as she grabbed her gently by her sides and adjusted her a bit. Arch your back a bit more, that will really help engage the proper muscles.

The moment Tonya said that, the bimbo shut up and smiled. Then she did as she was told. She struggled a bit, but Tonya could see that she had good control of her body, even though it was very weak. She got through the set in a slow, controlled manner, then stopped.

Was that like okay? I don't feel like anything. Did I do it wrong or like something?

Tonya could tell that she was genuinely interested, trying to do this correctly.

The bodybuilder nodded at her questions. Her form seemed to be good.

Did the weight feel heavy at all?

I dunno. Maybe like, a little? Is that good?

The young girl looked rather afraid now.

Well, it certainly shouldn't be that easy. Don't worry, you're not doing anything wrong.

Tonya gave her a quick pat on the shoulder in her best attempt at comforting the girl. Then she stepped back to the weight rack and moved the pin to a slightly heavier weight.

What kind of exercise do you normally do? Have you ever lifted weights before?

The bimbo girl smiled awkwardly. It was almost endearing, although her stuffed lips made it look a little odd. At the same time, they were very plump and kissable ...

I only have those little ones. Like for the hands and stuff. They're pink and they're plastic, but they're not like heavy at all. But I have them at home with my other stuff, you know? It would be like stupid to bring weights to the gym, no?

Then she remembered Tonya’s first question:

I like run on the threadmill and stuff, but with my new boobs, it hurt, so I like switched to the bikes. I also tried the rowing thingie, but that was stupid! I'm not going to ride any boats, aren't I?

She shrugged:

My dad has a boat. But it has an engine. And a guy who drives it for him. Actually, I don't know what my dad is good for in that boat. He just hangs out on it. With the driving guy. And some other guys, but I, like, don't know them. His friends, I guess.

The girl went off on a tangent, letting the words flow from her mouth:

Also, the boat is so big, you'd need like a bunch of guys to row it. Like, a lot of them. And they'd have to be so buff! Like you, you know?

At this point Tonya couldn't help but chuckle, part at the girl’s ability to carry a conversation, and part at her getting slowly close to the point while missing it completely.

Well, believe it or not, you made a good call with the rowing machine. Think about what you do when you're rowing a boat. I mime the motion as I continue speaking. It's the same as what you're doing here. So you've given yourself a head start. Not to mention building up your back will help with the... Tonya gestured at her own chest, with much smaller breasts than the girl’s. Extra weight. Now I've upped the weight by ten pounds. Give it another try and tell me how it feels.

The bimbo girl hesitated, then started. After the set, she said:

Okay ... that was a like harder. But I liked it! I think I could try some more, if you don't mind and stuff ...

Good shit! Tonya said, a bit of genuine pride in her voice. What do you know, budding weightlifters come from all kinds of places! You're lucky, sweetheart. I've got an open schedule this evening, so let me take you around the gym and show you how I work out.

Thank you! That's so nice! The slim girl got up and hugged her. Tonya felt those big fake tits against her chest and face. Instantly, the girl bounced back and said: Oh ... I'm sorry. I like, kinda got carried away and stuff. Sorry ...

Tonya was a bit taken aback by that hug, causing her to stumble back by half a step despite her strength. As the girl backed up, the bodybuilder chuckled a bit again. Not how I usually celebrate, but it's good to be excited about your lifts.

The blonde blushed and repeated:

Like sorry. Then she looked around confusedly: Okay, so where do we start?

Why don't we start off with squats. Your normal workout routine probably includes those, or something close to them, right?

I guess? Is that the one where you like push out your butt? Like in those videos? With the girls with big jiggly butts? I like those! My stepmom, she like also has a butt like that. But hers is like, fake, you know? Like my boobs, but like not? Also, my dad, he likes it when she shows her butt only to him when he's like alone with her and stuff and not like when she's with him at those parties he goes to and stuff. Because, you know, I kinda think they are like ... She lowered her voice and mouthed: Fucking."

No, you really think so? Tonya asked as she led her to the squat racks. Can't imagine what would lead you to that conclusion. As the girl was talking, the big woman took advantage of the opportunity to covertly take another look over her body, her butt and legs especially. To herself, she thought: Better than I would have initially assumed, round and firm. A great foundation to work with, and hot as fuck on top of that … Aloud, she asked: So is that what you want for yourself? One of those 'big jiggly butts’?

The girl waited to finish her set before answering, obviously