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Scrawny and miserable

8/10/22 11:03 AM•14 min•1064 MB•mp4•4k
Price$14.99 USD
CategoryMuscle Domination
Related CategoriesBiceps,Flexing,Humiliation,Muscle Worship,Strong Women
KeywordsAlexa,Muscles,Muscular Girl,Body Shame,Skinny Man Humiliation,Double Biceps,Abs,Biceps,Dominant Women,Female Domination,Muscle Worship,Muscular Arms,Height Humiliation,Victory Pose,POV Female Domination
Description

We meet yet again at the gym. I see you are trying to get out of there and avoid me, but I stand in front of you and block your way. Since I'm taller and stronger, you can't get around me. I note how you are looking pathetic and skinny as ever, if anything maybe even scrawnier than before. I assume you must not be working out, but you tell me you have been trying harder than ever. I laugh at you and tell you how it's not working at all. I pull off my shirt to show off my gains, even though I've been barely working out at all and eating like pig. I am bigger, stronger, and more ripped than ever. I flex and show off as you get jealous. I see you looking at my shoulders and biceps so I grab a dumbbell to pump them up a bit, noting to you that any growth I get from pumping them up seems to just never go away. I also turn around and show you my big, broad muscular back noting how much wider I am than you.
After this showing off I get an idea. I want you to take your shirt off since I notice you have been wearing a baggy shirt. I wonder what you are hiding under there. I see you start to cry a little bit with all of this humiliation, but I don't care and command you to undress. You obey and I get a better look at your upper body. I am completely disgusted at how scrawny you are, almost recoiling from you a bit and shivering at how gross you are. It makes me wanna puke. I get excited to make fun of you even more. I make fun of your various muscle groups compared to mine, and how skinny yours are compared to how full and strong mine are. Especially your biceps, pecs, and shoulders. I also make fun of your height compared to mine, talking about how much women hate shorter men. I get closer to you to look down on you and emphasize the height difference. I want to intimidate you, and it's working. The fact that you are still upset is becoming annoying to me, so I command you to stop crying. You don't, and I punch you a little bit and it makes me even more annoyed at how much it affects you. You are so pathetic. Since you don't stop crying, I continue punching you, laughing, and making fun of you and your efforts. I destroy your skinny body with my strength before leaving you collapsed on the floor.

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