Alana wants to test how strong my abs are and I let her tie my hands behind my back and punch me as hard as she can. My abs are made of steel and I know he can't hurt me. But, after a few punches that just bounce off my strong abs, making me laugh, Alana's fists start working on me. My abs can't take it anymore and I start to feel Alan's fists thrust deep into my stomach. Alana then grabs my shirt and rips it open, revealing my growing belly. She hits me hard, occasionally changing pace and not allowing my stomach muscles to rest. As much as I hurt inside, I actually enjoy the pain. There's... Show more