Despite the dip, I have been managing to keep up with my work-out routine… now I think about it I was also able to keep up with a calorie cut I have just completed, which may have contributed to my dip in hindsight… anyway moving on.

Anyway, I’m feeling STRONG! Physically at least, I never skip leg day, lateral lunges, side-ways leg lifts, my adductors are feeling firm and only getting stronger. Soon all things unfortunate enough to find themself betwixt my thighs will be squished just as effortlessly as the neck of this Djungelskog, but until then I will settle for all things being hopelessly pinned. I tried them out on Techboy, he is quite a large man and is particularly strong in the back and arms from spending most days wielding hedge cutters and chainsaws and digging holes and other boy stuff. Generally I stand no chance against him, this has made him confident. He was like an over-levelled adventurer lowering his guard, assumed unnecessary, against some weak looking foe.

“Please, oh big strong one. I am but a weak little fairy, I am no danger to you!” I pleaded,

“Yes, this is true” He replied,

“Oh big strong one, then could I please have a chance to hit you with my little spell? I’ve always wanted to try my spell but no other is willing, surely to one such as you it would be easy to weather my pathetic spell, me being as small and as weak as I am and you being so big and strong!” I lured his ego closer, “Let me see how powerful you are! Please?”.

“Certainly, hit me with your best shot!” Said with all the confidence of someone ignorant to the face they had already lost.

Happily I giggled, giddy excitement escaping my lips whilst my legs wrapped around his head as quick and as strong as a python, his expression quickly slipping from confidence to amused surprise then to mild panic.

“Oh dear, looks like you’re having a little trouble”, I ruffled my fingers softly through the curly hair on his helpless head as he pushed and pulled on my unbudging thighs.

“Gurrk” was all he could manage, squashed face reddening. The harder he pushed the tighter I squeezed; a horrible tease, letting off just enough to give him hope of escape while he collected himself then crushing that hope like his head the moment he tried to pull free again. The laboured turning of his head felt nice against my pussy too, I did a few little hip thrusts and wished I’d mounted him from the front so I could grind his face against my clit and look into his eyes.

He lasted maybe thirty seconds before tapping out, I never even squeezed full power. Lucky for him I chose not to suck all the levels out him whilst he was at my mercy; I’d like to get strong through my own hard work rather than taking the easy route and draining it from others, you know?

Anyway, he didn’t learn his lesson, keeps asking to have another go, what a silly boy :3