Confessions 1: How I discovered my fetish

In the early/mid-eighties there was a popular science programme on the BBC in the evenings. I can't remember any of the presenters except Graeme Garden (of The Goodies). One episode was about the structure of the human body, and to help Graeme explain how muscles worked, British female bodybuilder Carolyn Cheshire was a guest on the show. Graeme introduced her and she ran into shot wearing an orange bikini and started to flex.

Here she is, in the same bikini, in Melle Mel's Pump Me Up video.



Watching Carolyn flex was my first experience of what I would later discover was Sthenolagnia, I was sexually aroused by the way she displayed her muscles.I can't remember exactly WHY I knew that for a woman to have muscles was generally considered to be taboo, but on some level I did, so the feelings of arousal were tempered with feelings of guilt, or rather shame. And yet the fact that this woman was so obviously proud of her physique, despite the fact that the vast majority of society would judge her in a negative way, only added to the attraction. She was not only physically beautiful, but had a different kind of beauty that came from being a bold, strong, confident woman who was unafraid of the opinions of others.I was immediately aware that I couldn't tell anyone about my attraction to this woman, but neither could I forget the feelings she had aroused in me, feelings I wanted to experience again.

And so my bittersweet relationship with my female muscle fetish began...