When I was 16-17 years old (I’m 22 now), there was this girl who I would see every other day on my way to school, she was probably like 20 years old at the time maybe? Anyways, we would always take the same train and she absolutely dwarfed me every time I stood next to her and I at 1.80 m and 90 kgs wasn’t that small either. If I had to guess, she was around 1.87 m maybe even 1.90m, most likely around 100 kgs and a similar stature to Gabi Garcia (she obviously wasn’t as muscular as her lmao). So basically she was built like a brick with wide shoulders and very thick arms and legs, but not flabby, just solid all around if you know what I mean? I would’ve loved to wrestle her now that I think back lol
I don't remember how tall I was (I'm 6'1 now as an adult), but when I was around 12-13, there was a taller girl in class with me. Every once in a while, we'd have an occasion where we have to stand in line for whatever reason, and I'd try my best to make sure I'm behind her. I remember always loving the feeling of standing behind her and have to look waaaay up at her given that I stood below her shoulders. I think that's around the time my fascination with amazons started. I just loved the feeling of being completely dwarfed and feeling intimidated at the same time.
About 2004-06 (ish) I was early 20’s and had been introduced to a girl called Laura who I took a shine to, who took a shine to me too, and we dated for a while. Laura was a year or two older than me.
I’m 6’3” and, then, weighed maybe 80kg, maybe a tickle less. I was skinny back then. (Today I’m a portly 100kg).
Laura was 6’1” barefoot, was naturally quite broad. She’d spent most of her life swimming at a very decent level, so much so that as she hit 15/16 and it was clear that she had potential to be an elite athlete, she started lifting weights and also doing exercises to develop that explosive power in her upper body.
She didn’t dwarf me or anything, I was taller than her, but she was a big, big girl. Long legs, bit of a butt on her, HUUUUGE back and shoulders, and her arms were just thick and strong and, whilst not defined, you grab her upper arm and ask her to flex, she carried a lot of muscle.
But, repeating a trope in this thread, it wasn’t so much the look, or the buffness, the definition, or even feeling her up (although that was nice). It was the strength. That girl was absolutely man strong. It was so, so weird and first but I quickly got used to it.
I never could beat her in arm wrestling, I couldn’t budge her. I play wrestled with her once and, whilst we were clearly just fooling around, it became clear that she genuinely never even tried to beat me. She was just so heavy and solid.
I never saw her get in to a fight or anything, but she did once say that she once got a man in a headlock, (a real one, not playing about), and she felt his knees buckle after just a couple of seconds. She knew that, if she ever did get into a real fight with someone she might end up really hurting someone.
I did once ask her to lift me, (I was crazy about her big muscles and she knew it, and she always flexed for me, or just let me grab her, etc). When I asked her to lift me she put her hands under my armpits, straightened her arms, squatted down, and then stood up. She lifted with her legs, but with her arms locked. Immense strength.
Sadly it just never really worked out. She had a meddling friend who never really liked me, and soon after that she met another bloke and married him, and is a mum now.
Another story I kinda forgot but she was actualy the first one I meet in real life after my separation, she was 6'0 tall and I would say easily over 300 pounds, she had prety wide hips and big legs, she didnt struggle to piggyback ride me, the third meeting we had nice dinner, took a walk, and when back home (keep in mind I'm usualy extremely shy with woman and since we didnt seen each other in like 3 years, I didnt push for it), she had enough of waiting for me so she literaly push me hard against the wall and start kissing me quite passionatly, not long after she push me toward the room, then push me on the bed and jump on me(me beeing around 235-240 pounds back then and her over 300, guess what happen), the bed with those tiny steel frame didnt like beeing shook like that so it literaly broke lol, we laugh about it, then I took a look, and some the bolt was actualy loose and manage to temporary fixed it, but we got careful after that. But she totaly overpowered me, and I know I'm quite strong, yet once on top of me, there was no way out and only thing to do was enjoying this moment :)
I look forward to following this thread. The bigger the better :)