A Quality Workout (for Scorn)

Alaina's response to Diana's words was hearty laughter. She looked at Diana and clapped. "Ok you are on, and it will be my pleasure to wreck you." Alaina said as she strut over to the bench press. She racked up plate after plate until the car weighed 260 pounds.

"I really doubt that you can come close to this. You look strong, I am strong. This is the difference right here." Alaina said as she sat on the bench, reaching up to grip the bar. Alaina breathed in and lift the bar off the hook, bringing it down to her chest. The amazon grit her teeth and lift up, exhaling and groaning as the bar slowly but steadily made its way up for a clean rep!

Alaina racked the bar and slid off the bench, motioning for Diana to come over. "Show me what ya got, or are you all talk no action?"

Whilst Diana was offering a contest of sorts in an effort to show absolute dominance over her foe, Aliana it seemed was focused on the here and now, perhaps somewhat aiming to demonstrate her dominant strength before a full-on contest of sorts. Merely playing along with the act, Diana would put hands firmly to hips as she adopted a smug smile, stepping with the beauty as she adjusted the plates. She would then lean to one side as her arms crossed beneath her large chest, somewhat purposefully forcing herself to remain unimpressed at her foes notable bench press. Then when it came time for the Italian to step up, she couldn't help but play along, in an effort to push her foe into accepting her full challenge.

Flat on the bench, Diana would grip the bar firmly, before noticeably locking eyes right on Alaina's apparently determined to watch the girls reaction fully as she set out to equal her press. Slowly she'd bring the weight down above her own breasts, before gritting her own teeth albeit with an attempt to force a more effortless look to her face, as she slid the weight back up, and back onto it's rest. The somewhat modest group of interested gym go-ers would partially debate amongst themselves; apparently a unanimous decision over who pulled off the rep easiest something that simply could not be reached!

Standing, Diana would give one mild tug to her shirt to pull it back over her partially exposed mid-riff, before stepping forward to Alaina. Patting her foes shoulder, Diana would goad The Amazon further by wiping off what little grip-chalk had befallen onto her fingers.

"Well...Give me a call when you want me to show you up on everything else aswell..." She'd laugh, before slowly stepping to make her exit, apparently her goading of the Amazon all but complete.

Alaina crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow. "So lifting the same thing I did is somehow a win for you? What sort of delusional world are you living in?" Alaina asked before shaking her head. If Diana wanted to leave that was fine. Alaina shrugged and went back to her workout, taking plates off the bench press in order to go for reps instead of a max weight.

Diana was a strange bird, although Alaina was upset on the inside. Part of her wanted to try 270 and then dare Diana to beat that, as 270 was more than Alaina had ever tried to bench before. Still, Diana made 260 look easier than Alaina did although a lot of what Diana did was a front. She never showed anything inside, just put up pretty window dressing for the world to see.

Diana being a power equal to the amazon though, that did in fact bug the crap out of Alaina.