You Never Know Who You Will Meet In A Bar By Intenseman Disclaimer: The following story contains adult material not suitable for children under 18. I needed a drink. It had been a hard week and it was only Wednesday. I am not a big drinker but the hotel had a nice lounge so I decided to have just one drink. I sat down at the bar. It was fairly crowded with the usual happy hour crowd starting to come in. I got my drink and I notice for the first time the woman sitting to my left. She seemed to be crying. I looked her over. The first thing I noticed was she wasn't very tall. I preferred taller women. . .actually I preferred super strong amazons. I studied her profile. She was very attractive with beautiful thick blond hair and a strong jawline. She had on a baggy blouse but it could not hide her enormous chest. She was actually sitting a little far from the bar and her chest was touching it. She had breasts bigger than Dolly Parton. She seemed to have a very small waist but it may have seem that way because her breasts were so huge. She had on black pants but her legs looked pretty big also but it was hard to tell from where I was sitting. I saw a tear run down her cheek and I felt sorry for her. She really did look down. "I am so sorry you are sad. Is there something I can do?" I asked. She slowly turned to me and said, "Not unless you can shrink me." "Shrink you. You look very petite. Why would you want to be shrank?" I asked. "The only thing petite about me is my height. Everything else would blow you away," she said. "Well I have to say that you look very attractive to me!" I said. She smiled for the first time. She turned to face me and I noticed for the first time how broad she was. I am 6'0" and weigh 200lbs and her shoulders were much broader than mine. My heart rate began to quicken alittle. I looked at her arms and noticed for the first time that although the blouse was baggy on every other part of her, it seem to cling to her arms. Her right bicep looked like it could be as big as my thigh. "Thank you for saying that. But if you could really see me you would probably be repulsed like the rest of the men in my life," she said. "I doubt it. You are very beautiful. I really don't understand why you are so down?" I asked. "My boyfriend and I just broke up. I thought I had finally found the man of my dreams. Someone I could be myself with. I should have never taken him to the gym," she said. "The gym?" I asked. "Yes. He loved the way my body looked but he couldn't handle my strength," she said. Again my heart rate began to farther increase. Who was this beautiful petite woman? "How tall are you?" I asked. "I am only 5'2". I am 40 years old. I have never been married. I just wish I wasn't such a freak," she said. "You are not a freak! Stop saying that. My name is Josh by the way," I said. "Thanks Josh. But you have no idea who you are dealing with. You may not want to begin this relationship until you find out more about me. Then once you do, I am sure you will not want any part of me like the others," she said. "First of all I can't believe you are 40. I am 42 and you look so much healthier than I am", I said with a smile. "Thank you Josh. I am VERY healthy! My name is Karen. Why don't we go up to my room and I will give you my whole story," she said. "I would really like that!" I said. She smiled and stood up. She was very short but she was very broad. Her legs filled out her baggy black pants and I could tell they were very large. I followed her to her room. She entered and told me to have a seat. She had a suite so I sat on the couch. She came and sat on the other end of the couch. She faced me and began tell me the most incredible story. "Josh. . .it's like this. I am a genetic freak of nature. Although I am short and I very muscular. I have been like this my whole life. I have to admit that I grew some when I started lifting and participating in the martial arts. But basically I was always very abnormally muscular. My parents were originally from Romania. When I was very small my parents were caught spying. They were taken away and I was placed in a government training facility. They began experimenting on me by giving me all kinds of drugs and suppliments. I was 4 at the time. I remember lifting up a playmate over my head with one hand when I was 6. He was 12 and he got all upset. I got in trouble for that incident so I started hiding my strength. I know this all sounds so weird. Let me show you what I am talking about," she said. She stood up and began removing her pants. I know that I must have gasped when I saw her legs. Her quads must have been twice as big as mine. Her calves were so big and hard. I began to get an erection. This worried me. "Do you want to see more?" she asked. "Uh huh," was all I could say. She looked apprehensive but she slowly removed her blouse. I was not ready for what I was about to see. I noticed her abs first. They were huge ridges of muscles and hardness. Next came her breasts. They looked like two basketballs sitting on slabs of muscle. Next I noticed her shoulders. They too looked like basketballs with bulging veins running throughout them. Then there was her biceps. I had never seen arms that big on any human being. "Pretty gross you think?" she asked. By this time I had a raging hard-on. I was trying to hide it and then I decided that she needed to see that she really turned me on. She looked down and notice the pup tent in my trousers and she smiled a beautiful smile. "Well, well. It seems to me that I have found a second man who finds me attractive," she said. "Boy do I Karen! You are unbelievable!" I said. "But let me tell you more. I was forced by the government to push my body to the very limits. Limits no one had ever before believed would be possible. I could lift more weights than 100 men. I would run faster than a car. So they decided to use me as a secret weapon. Then began to train me in the martial arts. Soon there was no 20 men than could stand against me. Also they began to brainwash me so that I might carry out their demands. I was at 22 years old the highest paid assassin ever. I did this for 15 years until I finally said enough. It was time for me to find a mate and settle down. Little did I realize that though imparative in my former line of work, most men didn't appreciate someone of my musculature. And those who could couldn't handle my strength. Until my last boyfriend. He loved it all. . .until I shared with him in the gym that I had been an assassin. He walked out of my life. . .but now you have walk in and know it all. . .are you going to leave now?" she asked. "No my Karen. . .You are the woman I have waited for my whole life. I want to know everything about you!" I said. She slowly walked over to me with a very sexy walk and kissed me hard and passionately. "What would you like to know, sweetheart?" she asked. "Tell me about your body. . .how big are you?" I asked feeling really stupid by the way I asked. "85DDDD-36-45. I have 36" biceps, 28" forearms, 44" thighs and 36" calves. And I going to take you to bed and there is not one thing you will be able to do about it loverboy" she said. To be continued. . .