Is There A Point Of Diminishing Returns On Weightlifting And Attracting Girls?
02-10-2014, 01:25 PMQuote: (02-09-2014 05:51 AM)AnonymousBosch Wrote:
Quote: (02-05-2014 10:29 PM)dreambig Wrote:
I used to be the skinny guy who got laid anyway and argued that muscle doesn't matter.
Let's just say that I was totally wrong.
At 6'2 and 200 lbs I'm by no means "big", but the difference in attention is huge.
IMO the only guys with the right to comment are the ones who have made the full transition.
Personally, my biggest friends all get laid like crazy. And this is in Asia where muscles aren't supposed to matter.
We can't trust what women say they like in a man, especially as there's a lot research that shows that a womea's concept of what she likes is fluid, and largely-dependant on the man she's currently with. And I'd agree men need to experience both being 'fit' and being 'big' for themselves and go with whatever gets the notches for them.
I added about 10kgs (22lbs) of muscle in the back half of last year, which took me up to 220lbs. Girls kept calling me a 'beast'. The ugly 5-and-unders, and the overinflated, bitchy 6-7 range seemed to get resentful and pre-filtered themselves out from any real world conversations with me when they're with their friends, which was all right with me, but damn, do they look as they sip their frapps, and if you have to social interact with them isolated from their circle, then they're all big eyes.
Day game improved greatly. The prettier women were very friendly and polite. An 8.5 opened me in the Health Food Store, asking for 'nutritional advice', and swung that into a training session by the lake here and a few weeks of post-workout banging. Tiny-waisted women would talk to me in the supermarket, opening me by asking if I could reach something on a high shelf for them. Girl game recognised. A lot more pokes and jokey 'plausible-deniability' flirting from girls in my circle and on Facebook too.
There were also instances of random sexual come-ons where women would simply decide they wanted me to fuck them. This'll sound like crap, but I'm sure the bigger guys will recognise the random shit that happens.
- A chick rubbing up against my cock in an elevator. Didn't bang - ugly.
- At a concert, a tidy blonde walked past, looked at me, came back, threw her arms around me and said "I'm coming home with you." Saw no reason to argue. Banged.
- A girl stopped me in the street and said they needed a male stripper for a friend's bachelorette party, and would I be interested, but she'd need a 'private show' first to see if I was any good. Banged.
- The early 20's temp at work corned me in the copy room at my previous job and started talking how she was studying 'Reiki massage' and needed someone to practice on, if I'd like to come around one night, coupled with stroking my arms and arse, with me praying one of the lesbo haired HR bitches didn't wander past. It was literally the first time she'd spoken to me in 3 weeks of her working there, and that's what she opened with. Banged, but after she stopped working for us. I don't shit where I eat.
- A note tucked into the seat on my bike with a number promising 'the best blowjob of your life', which I never rang. Suspected it was a dude.
- A mate's neighbour takes in his washing during a dust storm, rewashes it for him, then hangs it on his line a few minutes after we both return. She bends to the basket and hangs, over and over, short summer dress with no-underwear. Her husband was at work. Didn't bang, but he did. Smokin' hot, but batshit crazy. She told him during sex she'd take on both of us if I wanted and she was into being beaten and autoerotic asphyxiation.
I suspect extreme size makes thirsty girls who hunger for dominance act out irrationally.
Slimmed back down over December for health reasons. Down to about 200 now with lower body fat. Life seems less like a porno.
That is exactly the size that I want to get to. I want life to be a porno those stories are the best.