Prof. Pennypacker's Pectarium

Like many fans of female muscle, Pennypacker was, at times, curious to know who he shared his passion with. Ultimately, he decided it was an impossible task to try to identify who, exactly, the 'sthenolagniacs' are. However, the questions about the group to which he felt he had come to belong are certainly ones familiar to the author, and may well be questions readers have asked themselves at one time.



from Pennypacker's diary 10th October 2011
I find the statistician in me is not gone. How many of us are there? Do we number in our thousands, millions, tens of millions? Are we numerous enough that we are almost certain to know a fellow female muscle worshipper, even if we do not know that is the case? How many, I wonder, have I met in my life? How many are friends, though we would never speak of it and so never know?

from Pennypacker's diary 12th November 2011
At times I feel like such a diletante. The knowledge some of the forum bods have of the history of female bodybuiding, their knowledge of the training methods and lifestyles of the women, their knowledge of when and where the competitions are, even the bars where the women go after the contests... I have so much to learn before I feel I can talk to them without feeling like a schoolchild being quizzed by a university lecturer. Oh, the irony of that!!!



from Pennypacker's diary 17th February 2012
From what I can understand, I am unusually old and developed sthenolagnia (how much new vocabulary I have learned?!) relatively late in life, but this is based only on the confessions of those who are prepared to share this sort of thing, and only then when protected behind the anonymity of the internet. Hardly empirical.

from Pennypacker's diary 22nd February 2012
Like mad monks in the most extreme of orders we practise our common religion from within our own cells, never meeting, passing notes to each other under doors.



from Pennypacker's diary 9th April 2012
A thought on the prevalence of available material. Statistically speaking, it holds that at any given moment a female muscle worshipper somewhere is more likely to be masturbating to an image or clip of Annie Riveccio than one of Georgia Fudge. It amuses me to think that this might be remembered as Pennypacker's First Law. Ha!



from Pennypacker's diary 4th May 2012
For a moment I lifted my head above the parapet. Received email from cousin Larry. The family is worried about me. I wrote hundreds of words in reply, confessing to everything in some detail. Candid and unapologetic, I was ready to 'come out' as they say. Never pressed send. Deleted it and wrote something about being kept busy with the renovations to the house and various loose ends from work that needed tying up. Promises that I would visit him and do the family rounds in the summer. I wonder if this is a common experience, something other female muscle lovers go through.

from Pennypacker's diary 19th July 2012
What I know. 1) Sthenolagnia exists all over the world and it is a taboo fetish everywhere even though 2) it takes many different forms. 3) The lovers of female muscle are as varied in age, social status etc. as the male population itself.



from Pennypacker's diary 28th August 2012
Bank holiday with the family at Larry's. Conversation turned to the Olympics and Larry, never one to hold back on his opinions, spouted forth about how impressed he was at the 'Amazonian women' on display at the Olympics in London, how wonderful the physiques they had developed were and that kind of thing. I agreed wholeheartedly, perhaps a little too wholeheartedly - there was more than one comment made about this being the first time me and Larry had ever agreed on anything. Could Larry possibly be one of 'us'? On the train home I daydreamed of a test. Sending him pictures of Rene Campbell. Subject: A Real Amazon.



Enjoy!

Rebekah Kresila by Muscular Girls in Motion
Viviana Violante by 'the street fighter'.

Prof. Pennypacker's Pectarium

from Pennypacker's diary 20th October 2010
Recorded webcam with Alina. She has changed her hair and is, to my delight, now brunette. She bounced for me for over half an hour. Her ever-growing pectorals filled the screen. Heavenly. I spent the rest of the evening filing caps. I wonder if I would have had any career at all if I had discovered muscle women at a younger age.



Though the professor came to female muscle late in life, his archives, as far as we can tell, encompass the entire history of the sport of female bodybuilding as well as the strong women of the nineteenth and early twentieth centuries.



Pennypacker on pecs
With their rejection of the breast tissue that to a large extent defines the female body as distinct from that of the male, female bodybuilders declare their independence from the established 'rules' of womanhood. They are utterly unique in adopting this position. No other group of women so vehemently rejects the roles and conventions assigned to them. They stand alone but united in a sisterhood of which the badge of belonging are the muscles where their breasts 'should' be.

from Pennypacker's diary 14th May 2010
Jennings is as masculine as any current female bodybuilder. The size and mass of her pectorals are intoxicating. In the past if you had told me a woman was called Rosemary I would have imagined a cake baker from the WI, all Laura Ashley, walks with the dog and church on Sunday. Now when I hear the name I see this wonderful beast of a woman in my mind's eye. How times have changed!





'Pec Purists' should not celebrate Pennypacker as one of them. Though it is obvious from what has emerged from his archives at this early stage that the professor enjoyed what you might call the unadulterated chest above all others, he was certainly not averse to some artificial enhancement, or, to use the parlance of our times, 'bolt-ons'. Having said that, women who have chosen to have more extreme levels of breast enhancement, like Yvette Bova or Lynn McCrossin, for example, are conspicuous in their absence from the archive the professor installed into The Pectarium.

from Pennypacker's diary 3rd March 2009

Kresila is utterly beguiling. I fantasise about showing colleagues a picture of her. I'd wait for them to say, as they surely would, that she is a rare beauty, and then, and only then, would I reveal an image of her magnificent body. As she was on cam this evening. Topless and 100% muscle-chested. Their incomprehension would be something to cherish, and surely the two images would haunt them.

We leave you today with a couple of the prof's faves. Images and clips of Nikki Fuller (above) and Oana Hreapca (below) are among the most numerous in the professor's collection. More from the archive contained within The Pectarium tomorrow.













Enjoy!

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