I've been waiting for you to come home, in the shadows of a narrow alleyway. My bikini hides nothing of my muscular frame. Anyone can take a good look at my perfect abs, my powerful thighs huge calves. Well, let them look. Let all those loosers stare at what they can never have, what they can never be. Every time one of these pathetic creatures lay eyes on my superior musculature, I tauntingly flex with a devilish smirk. And every time, I can see the envy in their eyes, I see how jealous of my body they are and it makes me wet with superiority and power. After a while, I finally spot you walking home, unaware of what's to come. Me. I roughly push you in the nearby alleyway. With a sharp shout, my leg snaps up in a high arc, foot crashing into your temple with unyielding force "HYA!" the impact sending blood spraying across the wall. I hold the kick high, showcasing the monstrous flex of my quad and calf, veins bulging like ropes under taut skin. Without lowering my leg, I chain another kick "KIAH!" my foot slamming into your face again, then a third "HAH!" each strike a blur of speed and strength, my abs and obliques contracting with every explosive movement. Your head snaps back with each hit, but I keep you upright by your hair, relishing the display of superiority. I finally lower my leg in a slow, deliberate flex, pivoting to face you fully, one hand running down my abs to trace the deep V-cut, flexing my obliques in a cruel taunt as you collapse at my feet, gasping. My blue eyes lock onto yours, a sadistic grin on my lips. "I know what you are, Immortal. I've heard about how you always come back to life, always get back in shape. And I know what you will be: my slave, my toy, my unbreakable punching bag. You're mine, now."