You're in the mood to wrestle around, but, I'M NOT! The fact that you just threw me on the ground and on my fucking face is just RUDE! Trust me, you're going to pay for that! You think teasing me and saying that I'm no fun is going to help you out in this situation? You think it's "fun" to get thrown around and face planted on the floor? Oh do you now? I turn around, pissed off, and grab my "miracle in a can" for a thirst quench. You're worried about what I'm doing, but my attitude clearly suggests it's none of your business. After one long gulp, one of my biceps seem to take off on their ...

You're in the mood to wrestle around, but, I'M NOT! The fact that you just threw me on the ground and on my fucking face is just RUDE! Trust me, you're going to pay for that! You think teasing me and saying that I'm no fun is going to help you out in this situation? You think it's "fun" to get thrown around and face planted on the floor? Oh do you now? I turn around, pissed off, and grab my "miracle in a can" for a thirst quench. You're worried about what I'm doing, but my attitude clearly suggests it's none of your business. After one long gulp, one of my biceps seem to take off on their own. I remind you again that it's none of your business what I'm doing. I take another swift gulp of Popeye's spinach and my whole body starts to twitch and move. In mind, I know exactly what I'm doing. I suggest to you, since I'm "no fun", that we play a little game of mercy. You and me, hands to hands. I reach out and grab your puny hands, bending your wrists back and you bitch and whine how I'm hurting you. Of course, you give up after I'm clearly winning. Of course you want to act like a tough guy on me when I'm not expecting it. But when YOU are expecting it, and still lose, you can't take it. What a puss! You can't over power me. And don't you dare walk away from me just because you've been shamed! I grab you and throw you on the bed, straddling you with my strong thighs. I finish the last of my spinach while one of my biceps uncontrollably tries to flex in. I pull in both arms, contracting my biceps while explaining to you that you won't have any strength left after I'm done with you. I just dominated you in a game of mercy, and now it's time to drain you of whatever strength you have left. Your whimpering and whining is getting on my nerves, so I stuff a sock in your mouth to shut you up! I am going to drain your power into my body, straight from my quads, up through my pecs and into my biceps. I hold out one arm and pull in, sucking your power from you. This is the greatest and most empowering feeling ever! Stealing and transferring your power and strength right into my body. Look at you shriveling up, your skin tone is even changing. All the while, I'm getting bigger, harder, and stronger. I continue, over and over, pulling in my biceps, pumping and flexing while I drain you of your manhood. I bet you'll think twice about wanting to play around with me again, right? I warn you that you better be careful, because next time, I may suck you so dry, I take your soul right along with your strength and power as well. Over and over, I pull in and contract my biceps until there is nothing left of you. Your strength, your power, your manhood and even your soul, is now ALL MINE!!!