Saturday, September 21, 2013

100 Words a Day 387

The iron bar clanked as it hit the rubber mat. Josh exhaled and flexed in the mirror, looking at his muscles ripple. They moved under his skin, forming into bulky masses. He smiled to himself, changing postures and flexing anew. His body undulated to a form, equally chiseled.

He noticed a few girls form one of the group classes looking at him as he flexed. They looked at each other, put their hands over their mouths and giggled, making Josh puff up even more. Unbeknownst to him, they were laughing about how silly he looked, admiring himself in the mirror.

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