Tsuyoi’s workout
First attempt at a longer form story, featuring my oni gardevoir hybrid tsuyoi
Kevin checked the time, oh god, it was 3 pm. Everyday almost on the dot she came in, scaring the crap out of him. And there she was, all 8 feet of her, her sharp horns almost cutting into the doorway, a few times she did, and Kevin has never been so scared in his entire life, and he had seen a whaleord try to eat a treadmill because of weight limits. "Kon'nichiwa futatabi Kebin, koko de watashi no r?chin o okonaimasu!" Oh god she was talking, he didn't speak Japanese but he responded like he did once so now she only spoke it to him. Tsuyoi was a very menacing person, a gardevoir of some form, immensely strong, tall, yet also gorgeous, wide hips, heaving breasts, and a great face. But dear lord she was terrifying.
Oh god now she is using the adductor across from him. Her eyes, half hidden by her hair, were glowing red, sweat turning to steam on her arms, the creaking of metal, she had put it on the highest setting and put a dumbbell on top, it's against the rules but like hell he was gonna tell her that! Kevin tried to browse on his cell phone, only to realize he was more hiding behind it. "Nani ka omoshiroi mono o yomimasu ka? Watashi wa denwa de yomou to shimasuga, watashi wa itsumo sorera o kowashimasu!" Kevin felt his heart stop, and tried to gauge what she was saying by her face, okay she was breathing a little hard, but smiling, even with her eyes."oh I'm, uh good!" She shrugged and went back to her work out.
He opened up the worker text chat,"the demon is back some one help", only to get back "your on your own, she hugged me once, and I still hear my bones crunch when I do squats" And "nope no way nah" followed by a meme of a guy running away. Kevin sighed, and slouched slightly, only to bolt straight up when he heard her grunt. "Yowaku natte kite iru to omoimasu! Watashi wa kore o mondainaku okonau koto ga dekiru hazudesu!" Oh god she sounded mad, escape! "uhh one moment I need to use the bathroom!" The sprinters would be impressed at how fast he moved from sitting to the bathroom, even jumping over a pichu doing push-ups. Sadly he was going so fast he didn't see a very buff snorlax leave the bathroom, sending him bouncing backwards. "Sorry! Didn't see ya tiny!"
The snorlax man picked him up, put him on his feet and gently patted his head. "all yours tsyoi!" Kevin could feel the heat coming off of her. "Anata wa daij?budesuka anata no hon'no ch?sana ch?sana ratata, anata wa watashi hodo tafude wa arimasen!" She was talking in a sweet voice, but even then he could feel the existential dread of turning around to see her, his tail twitching wildly in fear. "Ky?ky?sha o yobu hitsuy? ga arimasu ka?" He was debating his choices, pass out, run, turn around, or say something. She made the choice for him, and turned him around. "Oh, uh, Er, I'm okay! Just a little dazed! I need to go back to the desk, thank you bye!" He bolted again, not as fast as last time, almost stepping on a very buff joltik. Tsyoi shrugged, and sauntered back to the machine, took the dumbbell off, and grabbed her water, moving towards the cable crossover machine.
As much as she terrified him, Kevin had to admit she was gorgeous and powerful, each pull almost breaking the pulley system, her hands so large she could only use 3 fingers to hold it, and the fact she seemed to never wear a bra, she said "Buraj? wa watashi no mune o kayuku shimasu, soshite watashi wa kayumi o kanjiru to fukigen ni narimasu" he had zero idea what it meant but he bet it was profound poetry about a warrior's spirit. Oh god she winked at him knowingly, what does that mean?! Oh man she's flexing while working out, and pulling both sides with one hand. Was she coming on to him?
Kevin's mind was racing, he had been hit on by many people, but none who could crush his skull with one hand, without even straining. She cocked an eyebrow at him, and gave it a sassy wiggle, and "accidentally" clipped her tank top with her hand based horn, cutting into the shoulder strap, not revealing anything except top of her breast and where her horn should have been. And a few scars, he had seen glimpses of them, and he had heard rumors that she had been in the military, but now he was sure. Middle of her chest was a tattoo, a shield with a tank, under it was "52nd armored division".
She gave a powerful flex, with her left arm, while her right continued to pull the cable, before pulling slightly too hard, and slamming the dumbbell on top into the frame, surprising her and making her let go, making it slam down. He had never seen someone who could lift a fridge by themselves blush, until now. She shrugged not long after, took the dumbbell to its proper location, and headed over to the small jogging track that was around all the machines. She got into the traditional runner's stance, hands on ground one foot behind the other, waited for a second, and ran.
If he told anyone how fast she ran people would call him a liar. She had amazing speed, horrible turning, impressive durability to boot since when she pulled herself out of the brick wall she at most had a bruise."Orokana kabe! Orokana surudoi t?n! Watashi wa kono kabe o kona ni kudaku ki ga hanbun arimasu!" She brought her arm up to punch the wall, but stopped herself, took a few breaths, turned around and walked towards him, but right before reaching him she turned to the bench press.
She eyed the weights, mumbling to herself quietly,before slamming her fist into her open hand, something she did when she seemed to have an idea. She sauntered over to him, grabbing most weights she found and tucking them under her arm. "Watashi wa tasuke ga hitsuy?desu, anata wa anata ga yaku 130 no taij? no y? ni miemasu, watashitoisshoni kite kudasai." Was all she said before grabbing him by his waist, her hand almost encircling him, before placing him on her shoulder, and then the bench press. It's a recurring problem for Kevin that when he's scared he gets erect, and he's semi well endowed, especially for his size, thankfully he didn't think she noticed, she had.
She put on the heaviest weights she could find, locked them in, gave Kevin a wink and walked above his head. Did she expect him to lift that? He couldn't lift one of them, let alone all of them! He was going to say something before she clapped her hands together, gripped the bench and lifted him, the weights, and the bench all in one go, thankfully the fact she was levering it made it easier, but still scared him. He knew she was strong but this put the fear of her into him, four times over the already existing fear. "Omottayori omoi! Shikashi, watashi wa sore o shori suru koto ga dekimasu!" The grunts and steadily changing incline made him panic and hold onto the bench for dear life.
Fearing for his life he yelled the first thing that came to mind."I don't speak Japanese!" That stopped her dead in her deadlift. "Nani? You don't speak Japanese? But you always seem to respond." She only had a slight accent, just enough to notice."I guess mostly, and I've seen some anime so I kinda get the gist of what you mean! And I'm terrified you will break my bones if I answer wrong!" She started to laugh, a laugh you could feel in your bones."oh you silly Ch?same no yatsu, err little one, I wouldn't hurt a fly!" She let that sentence lay there for a second, in which Kevin looked at some of the things she broke. "Okay I would, but you're so small and cute! Reminds me of my youngest girl, a cute little mimikyu named kita, always dressed like me, was so cute! And I would never hurt anyone who reminds me of my kids!" Kevin wildly gestured to his current position."oh I thought you wanted to help me with how you kept staring!" Wow she cannot read body language at all it seems, she saw a wanting to help in his blind terror.
"No, I was making sure you were not going to break more things, or hurt someone, also the whole being scared for my life thing." She got into a pose of though one hand on her chin, the other cradling her elbow, and lightly muttering. The borderline silence was so thick he could cut a knife with it. "So, you are scared of little old me? I thought you found me attractive." He scratched his neck and blushed."I...I do find you a very attractive woman! The raw power, along with your body! I sometimes dream of me in Your arms....until I remember I'm scared of you and you crush me." She made a sound of disapproval."oh my sweet little mochi, you're so adorable! But stop saying I'm scary! How about this, I have the house to myself tonight, and I'll show you how not scary I am!"
"B-but I thought you were married!?" His mind was racing, he always saw her wing her ring, a rather simple gold band, albeit huge to fit her hand, so he figured she was married! "Oh no, me and my husband are separated, he couldn't keep up with my lifestyle at his age. We still love each other and are married, bless his little ditto heart, but we see others more fitting our speed, and you look like mine" she said with a seductive voice, capping it off with a wink. "So, how's that sound?" She offered her hand, large enough to fully enclose his hand, and he took the offered hand, following her out to her car. Her barely fitting in the driver's seat, making the car lean precariously, him in the passengers, with a small pile of bricks under him, driving slowly to her house. He had never done anything like this, the anticipation was terrifying yet deeply erotic, he couldn't wait to get there.