So you, a male bodybuilder, and I just got back from a great workout! I tease you how lucky you were that I was there to spot you! What? You think you really could have done it without my spot. I mean, I didn't need your spot, and I was pushing the same weight! Do you honestly think you're stronger than me? Well, there's a way we can find out right now! Elbows on the table! Let's arm wrestle! Ready? GO! I grab your hand and we are stuck in center position. That's because I have paralyzed you with my grasp. You no longer have consciousness That's right, YOU have become my post workout meal!...

So you, a male bodybuilder, and I just got back from a great workout! I tease you how lucky you were that I was there to spot you! What? You think you really could have done it without my spot. I mean, I didn't need your spot, and I was pushing the same weight! Do you honestly think you're stronger than me? Well, there's a way we can find out right now! Elbows on the table! Let's arm wrestle! Ready? GO! I grab your hand and we are stuck in center position. That's because I have paralyzed you with my grasp. You no longer have consciousness That's right, YOU have become my post workout meal! Stealing your strength right away. I straddle you, feeling your energy transfer through to me via my quads, up to my pecs, through my shoulders, biceps, and right to my fingertips! I drain you by slowly pumping my my biceps. I can feel your male bodybuilder strength fueling mine. With every twist of my wrist, I milk more and more strength from you. My arms extended wide, I pull in, flexing my biceps, and take from you. I get bigger and fuller and stronger, while you deflate, get pale and weak. My plan from the beginning was to make you my post workout "meal". I love the fact that you have no clue what is happening while I keep draining you of whatever strength and power you may have left. Watching you fizzle away confirms that I am taking from you, all that you have to offer me. Your idea that a girl couldn't be stronger than you has backfired! I already was, but now, you are no match for me. I'll be able to spot you with my pinky. You are so weak, and I am so strong. I suppose I should thank you for supplying me with your strength and power that I exhumed from your body, and right into mine. I make sure to completely drain you. I warn you...don't ever second guess me. And IF you ever replenish with strength and energy, I'll do this to you all over again. When you start to regain consciousness, I make sure to get back to our center arm wrestling stance, and question if you're ready, or what! We start, and with one pull, I slam your arm to the table. So...who's stronger now?