How Much Weight Can You Bench Press ?

[Bearhug Goddess]

Ambre let Allison carry the weights and she seemed to be doing well, at least, she was able to do a few sets until she got too excited and shouted a little too loudly that she was able to lift the weight. This worried the French girl who immediately placed her hands under the bar, ready to help Allison put it down although she wanted to continue her reps.

"Stay focused, breathing is important!"

Ambre was right, Allison was starting to have great difficulty lifting the weight after screaming with joy and was forced to support the weight a little more with her hands so that it would lighten. She didn't want to carry it completely, letting the big brawler put the bar down on her own in case she felt her pride being touched if someone did it for her.

"I'm going to lighten the bar, put it down and take your time to breathe."

[Hitman45]

Allison had started the lift well, despite being in no shape to do such a strenous workout. The first rep went well, as she was able to lift the weight that she could normally do, though wtih some obvious visible difficulty- her face contorted in discomfort, nostrils flared, sweat trickling down the side of her head.

By the second rep, the discomfort was more apparent, with Allison having to power through the lift to its original position. Now, it would have been wise to ask Ambre to lighten the load or to support the rod, but she wanted to see if one more would affect her...and it did!

Her arms were stuck midway through the lift, despite trying to force them. It was as if they were a separate entity with their own mind. Ambre stepped up, responding quickly and helped her to bring the rod back to the weight rest, though she didn't actually hold it. it was almost like her arms near the rod provided a psychological reassurance that Allison won't get squished, thus are arms began to cooperate.

"And that's why you...Haah..need a .. Hooo...Spotter"The brawler talked between exhales in a comically serious tone. Allison sighed in relief as her arms felt light as a feather, air returning into her lungs, as she observed Ambre lighten the weights. She clearly had high expectations about the brawler, that she could still continue and hold her own, and now Allison was determined to continue further, to see how much could she endure.

[Bearhug Goddess]

Ambre helped Allison carry her weight to rest it on the machine and end this series of bench presses that almost turned into a tragedy. Ambre had started bodybuilding years ago and she had seen many accidents in this machine whether it was the muscles that gave way after a lot of effort or simply a bad support that ended in a suffocation because of the bar.

At least she had avoided this case with Allison and sighed with relief, offering her help to the big middleweight to lift her up by holding out her hand and smiling at her.

"It wasn't bad, you shouldn't force it and avoid talking to keep as much oxygen as possible in your lungs... Otherwise it was cool!"

After lifting Allison up, Ambre searched in her bag near the bench to take out a clean towel and offer it to the middleweight so she could wipe her sweat.

"It's supposed to be for my shower but I'll take it at home, sorry I don't have a second water bottle to lend..."

[Hitman45]

Allison was actually prepping herself to get ready and lift more weight, hoping to not let Ambre down. But, she was surprised and slightly relived when the buffed woman instead offered her a hand to lift her up to a seated position. Her arms were to the point of giving up, but had retained some functionality, allowing the raven-haired woman to strain her biceps to pull herself.

"Huh..Thought you were going to take it up a notch. To be honest...HAhh...You would have had to work much harder as a spotter, had you decided to add more weight!" Allison let out a chuckle, exhaustion evident in her voice, which was accompanied with the occassional pants and loud exhales.

"Deep breaths...Gonna keep that in mind for the future. Thanks" The brawler flashed a tired smile and nodded. Now that she was up, getting onto her feet was comparitively better, but still with its fair share of grunts and groans, finally straightening herself up. The intense workout and the risky lift that she pulled off really had drained her out of any energy, and was sweating profusely; especially the hair which was sticking to her back and getting into her eyes. With a huff, Allison lifted both her arms up to her tie her hair in a messy bun, when she was offered a clean towel from Ambre.

"Whew! It's welcome relief to see this towel. I am sweating buckets here!' The raven haired woman proceeded to dab her face, followed by runing it over her toned arms and midsection, a grin plastered over her face. "Don't worry about the water. It's okay. I will get some from the cooler" Allison tilted her head back up, seeing the water cooler just a few steps away."Provided that I am able to walk upto there"With a giggle, Allison hobbled towards the water dispenser, gulping down the liquid greedily, before returning back in a limp to sit on the bench, letting out a loud exhale...

[Bearhug Goddess]

Allison seemed exhausted after this little bench press, maybe Ambre should have put a little less weight to make it easier for the brawler... But the damage was already done and the French girl couldn't do much, she already supported Allison as she should have as a spotter and now she had to help her recover her strength.

Allison came back to the bench after drinking some water and Ambre smiled slightly, still a little embarrassed to have to find herself facing another person. She still spoke to sympathize with the brunette.

"I admit that with your physique I thought you were capable of carrying so much weight... Maybe you're tired because of a recent match or training?... I'll be more careful next time, if there is one!"

[Hitman45]

"Haahh...My arms are almost feeling weightless, probably from the heavy lifting I did or maybe becuause I am able to properly feel my arms!"Allison closed her eyes, feeling light as a feather after finishing up the bench-press session with Ambre. The whole thing was really intense and Allison felt it even more due to being exhausted from her own workout prior to the lift.

When Ambre spoke gently to the raven-haired about the session, Allison acted as if she was hurt by her comments."You question my strength Ambre? you wound me... did not expect this from you, you know" Allison would suppress a giggle before chuckling."Just Kidding! I can actually lift that weight, maybe not effortlessly, but still can hold my own"The brawler would continue, turning towards Ambre."And you are right, I was fresh off from a gruelling workout, thus couldn't cope with the weight"

It was true. Allison's strength may not be her strongest suit, or one of her more prominent traits, like her technical ability; but she was still capable to lift considerable weight, which also made her capable to add throws and lifting moves to her move-set.

"Hey now, I really enjoyed the shenanigans we pulled off today, you know? Didn't expect a LAW Heavyweight being so sweet and helping towards a fellow wrestler. I feel that we will meet again to workout, don't worry. You better be on top your spotting game, because I am willing to go higher next time.. "The brawler looked Ambre in the eye as she spoke this in a reassuring tone, in response to the powerhouse's uncertainty about if they would meet again...

[Bearhug Goddess]

Ambre laughed nervously following Allison's little pressure and joke, even if she was stronger and heavier than a person she didn't like to start brawls. The Frenchwoman scratched her hair slightly while laughing less and less loudly and nodded seeing that Alisson had not lost hope of lifting such heavy weights.

"There is a lot of cool heavyweight! You know, a weight division doesn't change the personality of a person!"

The Black Pearl spoke proudly and straightened up taking her towel to put it around her neck. She looked at Alisson with a big smile and extended her hand friendly towards the brawler.

"Sure thing! We can share a lot of stuffs and I can help you to build your biceps! Maybe they'll be bigger than mine! Hehe!~"

[Hitman45]

The place was almost completely empty, save for a few gym maintenance people arranging the equipment back to their spots, but none of them bothering both the exhausted women, though Allison was considerable more fatigued owing to her own workout and then the additional torture she put her arms through, lifting the enormous weights.

""Well, you ARE right. Personality doesn't depend on weight class of a wrestler. But then you see so many heavyweights, or any weight class for that matter, all determined to make their mark and some willing to go to extreme lengths to do so; and you can't help but be wary of people. Who knows if I would get jumped just because I said something like, "I don't like the colour blue" or " Water is wet"... I won't be surprised if I get ambushed for those statements!"
A grin formed over her face saying this in response to Ambre. The Heavyweight certainly was an outlier when compared to other women of LAW, soft-spoken, gentle and helpful.

Allison saw Ambre extend her hand and obliged, their handshake soft but firm, the sweet spot for a handshake."Biceps bigger than yours?" using her free arm, Allison would lightly clamp it around the meatiest part of Ambre's bicep and then remove it, keeping the fingers spread apart as wide as the size of her bicep and brought it to her own arms to compare. "Yeah, I admire your enthusiasm, but ain't no way my arms would be able to match yours, must rather eclipse them...Those guns of yours, dame they look good" Allison let out a light-hearted chuckle, Her eyes locked with the slightly shorter woman and then eyed her biceps, showing the sheer difference between their muscular definition...

[Bearhug Goddess]

Ambre helped the middleweight brawler to get up after this rather intensive training and smiled at her. However, she was a little surprised by Allison's words, such people, only looking to fight for a more or less childish reason, could they really exist? She thought for a few seconds, remembering some of her encounters that she had outside the ring, notably Cecilia Northman and Louise Bélair... Two women who were boiling for no reason... Fortunately she was not the same, Ambre was rather pacifist outside the ring.

The Frenchwoman did not have time to speak that the young wrestler wrapped her hand around her biceps which was not even sheathed. The difference was obvious, it is true that Ambre had exaggerated a little by saying that one day Allison would have arms as big as hers.

"You know, I only have muscles, huh! Compared to some wrestlers, I'm not that big and even less experienced... So I relied a lot on brute force! Afterwards, I admit, I started bodybuilding well before becoming a wrestler! It's been what... 6 years since I started bodybuilding?..."

[Hitman45]

Allison got hauled onto her feet by the generous Ambre as they continued their conversation. Though slightly wobbly at first, Allison managed to steady herself as they spoke, but the effects of their workouts was all there to see. Even when she was comparing their arm size, Allison was suppressing her discomfort, until she couldn't take it anymore.

""Ooohh....Ohhh! Ahh...You know what? I'm gonna...I'm gonna lie down, right near this very bench. I think my back has surrendered...Allison sat on her rear for a few seconds, before leaning back and feeling the cold surface of the floor, a wave of relief washing over her. She even motioned Ambre to take a seat and not stay standing."I am too shattered to care where I am lying at this point, you know?" Allison revealed with a grin.

Her face was one of surprise when Ambre revealed that Ambre did bodybuilding.Actually, she wasn't surprised by that as she guessed the Heavyweight must have worked in that field, considering her impressive buff physique; but she was taken aback when Ambre revealed that she had been doing it for SIX years now."You have been lifting these ginormous weights for 6 years now? No wonder you look like a proper specimen" This was a genuine compliment form the raven-haired woman,without any sly. Doing what Ambre had done wasn't an easy job at that and it required tremendous discipline, hardwork and dedication, the qualities that Allison appreciated a lot.

"Eh, size doesn't matter that much." Allison responded to the other part of Ambre's speech.""Sure, large body has its advantages, but that doesn't mean smaller people can't work around it. And you may not be the biggest, but you still have crazy strength! Not many can lift weights like you did for my money. That's your tool. You just got to maximize the impact of your specialilty and conceal your weaknesses as much as possible. The better you do this, the more your chances of success increase. And don't you think of experience that much. That's gonna bound to be obtained that more you fight...Putting her arms behind her head as a cushion, Allison would further relax into her current posture, having tried to reassure Ambre about her strong suits...