#glute master

[marrowdrip]

Part 1

As you step out of the walk-in closet, eyes focused on your wobbly heels, you look up at your Master, eyes shining with pride as your dress flows and shimmers, catching the light on the bright embroidered petals. But your smile fades as Master shakes his head.

"Too much, little one, try again."

You can hear the tenderness in his voice; of course... He's enjoying the show. Your head bobs and you return to the closet, cursing yourself for being such a dummy.

As your fingers leaf through the outfits on the rack, you can feel your pussy start to melt as your thoughts solidify again... Of course Master should control what his princess wears... I asked him to control me... It feels good to be controlled... After a while, you re-emerge from the closet, and you can feel something click in your brain... So warped from the constant brainwashing, the clothes you choose are shifting your attitude... Sporting a baby-pink crop top that is a touch too short, and a pleated pink microskirt that flares when you walk, a quick spin shows off your black panties, emblazoned with the words "Yes, Daddy?"" across the ass... Giggling, you give a little twirl, before innocently looking towards your Master... Your smile drops again when he shakes his head once more...

"Good try, sweetheart, but you're not quite there yet."

You can feel a tear well up, his words stinging as sharp as a spank... And yet, even wetter than your eyes is the spot on your panties, already dampening at the mere notion of control... As if in a trance, you slip into the closet and out of your outfit, peeling away your panties from your sopping wet pussy... Your thoughts are a mess as they swim around your head... I need Master to control me... Being obedient for Master makes me a good girl... I need to be a good girl..."

Wordlessly, you exit the closet, completely naked as you stand with your hand covering your dripping wet slit, your blonde hair in pig tails, leaving your sensitive little nipples on display... Eyes wide as you wonder up at Master, you beam as he nods with approval...

"Perfect, my doll, absolute perfection... Now, let's begin the inspection... Kneel."

He flashes a grin as you leak down your legs, a faint understanding of what's coming next grips your thoughts, before fading away, your head becoming as light as a pink cloud as you crawl into position, into safety... Naked, willing, eager, you smile up at him with your tongue drooling out of your mouth as you watch him slip on a pair of black leather gloves...

Part 2:

Your glutes find a comfortable position nestled between your ankles, as you kneel in anticipation. His bodyweight shifts slightly, and you catch a glimpse of the bed behind him… You crane your neck to the side to see, laying near the edge of the bed, a set of black silk rope, a black leather riding crop and a pink vibrator… The small display stirs something deep within you. Something is missing… Or… Wait… There is too much there…? What am I…? Your thoughts do not have a chance to fully form before you blink, a leather wrapped hand around your wrist; your empty stomach drops when you realize Master has been speaking. He yanks your hand up and lifts it above you, revealing a trail of nectar between your fingers, glistening in the warm light of the bedroom.

“Were you trying to hide this from me?” His words arrive to your ears in a low growl. “You know what happens to naughty girls who try to hide their arousal…” Your mouth opens to protest, but before the words can escape your lips, your breath catches. Your eyes widen and goosebumps form on your neck as you realize exactly what was missing on the bed. Time seems to slow down as Master begins to wrap a soft leather band around your neck. You sit up straight, your body instinctively taking the proper position to be collared; pushing out your chest, your nipples stand at attention as you flex your quads, drop your shoulders back and raise your chin, ever so slightly. With a click of cold steel, he clasps the collar around your throat. It is simple black leather, but with four cardinal silver rings instead of one. He attaches a medium-weight chain leash to the back ring and pulls you up, forcing you onto your tip toes… While still keeping the leash taught, he guides you forward to the bed; you can feel your pussy slicken with each tiny step… Your head flushes with embarrassment as you consider your position… I’m so depraved… I have strayed so far from who I was; I was innocent! Your heartbeat quickens as the thoughts roil in your head. Now I’m nothing but a naughty, aroused little slut who needs to be con-

*SMACK*

[toxicanonymity]

on your back (personal trainer)

2.4k / dark!joel miller x reader / joel master list

can read alone, or pt 1: chest press

WARNINGS: perverted Joel, gaslighting / manipulation, groping, dry humping, coming in pants, dubcon P in V, TW body commentary, reader's breasts can bounce, SA (groping), high pressure. Joel has his own private gym. Thx @dark-scape and @missannwinchester for foam roller, protein shake, & sports bra ideas.

When you were done, he murmured, “on your back now.” He instructed you in how to bridge your hips.  “Better for your glutes than squats,”  he said and kneeled at your feet.  You were self conscious to be thrusting as he watched.  His eyes followed your hips as they went up and down.  He got between your knees and planked over you.   “Up until your hips hit mine.”

-

One time, Joel was shamelessly watching your body on the treadmill as usual and asked, “you're not doin' extra cardio, are ya?”

You hesitated, “Uh-” 

His brow furrowed.  “Don’t wanna lose your tits.”  His eyes fell to your chest again.  You followed his gaze and became very aware of the bounce. You needed a more restrictive sports bra.

You pressed the button to slow your pace. “That’s enough today,” he said. “Just lookin’ out for ya.”  

You stepped down off the treadmill and he muttered, “Gotta have the right support, too. C’mere.”  He slid his hands in through the neckline of your dry fit shirt and hooked his fingers under the straps of your sports bra. 

He tugged the straps up and watched your breasts swell.  Then he dropped them.  He lifted your breasts with his palms, bit his lip, and took a deep breath. You didn’t say or do anything.  It was creepy but also nice having them touched.  He got behind you and cupped a breast in each hand, lifting them.   His cock twitched against you.  “Fuck,” he whispered. He gave them one last squeeze and mumbled, “not bad.”

He picked up his protein shake from the floor of the cardio room.  "Gotta get enough protein if ya wanna build muscle.” He tilted his head and looked at you hornily.  He held the  blender bottle down in front of his crotch and angled it outward then shook to mix it up.  He took a deep breath and kept shaking it, and adjusted himself with his other hand.  

“Try it,” he said, then handed you the bottle. 

-

One day when you were sore, he showed you how to use a foam roller. He held it steady on the gym mat and helped you position yourself on top of it, cupping an ass cheek to guide you with his other hand.  He positioned the roller under your thighs to start off with.  He straddled your legs and held your hips then rolled you down toward him until the foam cylinder was at the small of your back and your loins were nearly aligned.  

He adjusted his shorts, drawing your attention to the hard bulge hovering just above your upper thighs.  He lowered himself a little bit and you felt his balls come to rest where your inner thighs met.  He tilted his hips back so his arousal brushed against you.  Then he held you with his hands on your sides and rolled you toward him. Your upper back slid along the gym mat as he dragged your body toward him.  A shock of arousal buzzed through you as your loins met his hard cock.  He rolled you away then back into him.  Each time your loins met, he got harder and you got wetter.  His mouth fell open and he closed his eyes as he pulled you back into him at a slow rhythm.  His hips began to move and he pressed his hard-on into you as he pulled you in, softly grunting each time.  

He murmured, “How’s that feel, baby?” 

When you didn’t answer, he opened his eyes and pulled you closer.  Your spine was curved over the roller.  He leaned over you and put his hands to the sides of your shoulders.  He thrust against you and you gasped.  He lowered his head. “How’s the stretch?” 

"It's good."

 “We can make it deeper,” he said softly.  

You gave a small nod. 

“Good girl,” he whispered.  He sat back up and positioned himself between your thighs. “Wrap your legs around me.”  You didn’t hesitate. “Hang on tight.”   He put his hands on the mat again and used the motion of his pelvis, front and back, to roll you on the foam roller.  Each time his hardness pressed into you, you were closer to soaking through your leggings. 

“How’s that feel?” 

It was too much of his cock. “Uh, I think my back is good,” you said. 

“Good,” he whispered.  “Need ya real stretched out for me.” 

He slid his massive hand under your back and lifted gently as he slid the foam roller out from under you, then laid you down flat. You let your legs down to the floor.  

While he was still between your legs, he thumbed at the crotch of your leggings, surely as damp as you feared. “It’s natural, baby.”  He smelled then licked his thumb and added, “when we get nice and limber,” as he laid his shorts back into you.  “When we get our blood flowin’." You looked away uncomfortably.  He reassured you, "I get wet, too. i’ll show ya.” 

He leaned down and thrust his hard cock against your tingling cunt, breathing heavily, grunting, closing his eyes.  You twitched against him.  “Natural, baby.” He sped up.  His warm, stiff package pressed rhythmically into your throbbing clit until your back arched and you came.  “fuck,” he whispered, “yeah.”  Then he stopped thrusting, laid into you hard, and moaned as he pulsed against you and came in his shorts.

-

One day, you did leg lifts. You laid down on your side with your head resting in your hand.  He kneeled behind your ass so you were facing away from him. One large hand rested gently on top of your hip and he put his other hand in between your calves.  

“Now lift,” he said softly and nudged your leg upward.  

He held your calf as you lifted your leg, then he slid his hand from your calf, past your knee.  “Good, now down,” he said.  He kept sliding his hand toward your torso until the side of his finger hit the apex of your thighs. 

Each time you raised your leg, he slid his hand up to your calf, and each time you lowered it, his hand slid down to your crotch.  At some point, he started to cup your pussy from behind whenever he reached your crotch.  You could hear him breathing heavier. He scooted closer and rested his other hand on your stomach as he did it.  “Other side now,” he said.  You turned around facing him and watched his eyes devour you as he did the same thing for the whole set. 

When you were done, he murmured, “on your back now.” He instructed you in how to bridge your hips.  “Better for your glutes than squats,”  he said and kneeled at your feet.  You were self conscious to be thrusting as he watched.  His eyes followed your hips as they went up and down.  He spread your knees and got between them.  Then, when you were flat on the ground, he planked over you with his hands on the gym mat and his arms straight.  

“Up until your hips hit mine.” He was still hard from the leg raises.  You felt his hardness every time you lifted your groin into his.  

Good girl,” he whispered and wet his lips.  It was far, far too easy to visualize fucking him. That time when he referenced you thinking about him and touching yourself, he was dead on.  Every time you got home, that’s what you did.  You wanted him desperately.  But it also didn’t feel right - you didn’t know if he was like this with every client or just you.  If you knew it was personal, it might not feel so dirty. 

-

The first time he invited you to into his sauna, you declined.

“Sauna’s infrared,” he told you the next time he urged you to join him. “Real good for ya.”  You heard about the benefits of infrared light, so it intrigued you.    

He led you into the small locker room of his gym.  Once the two of you were in there, he said you should take off your clothes first so the infrared light could wash over you.  He took off his shirt and sat down on a wooden bench outside the sauna.  He put his hands on his knees as you took off your shirt.  “Good girl,” he said.  "Go on,” he added, urging you to remove your bra and leggings, too.  Your ears got hot as you peeled off your sweaty bra.  He beckoned you closer to him, then hooked his fingers into your leggings and helped pull those down.  He inhaled sharply as your cunt was exposed. You tried to cover yourself.  “Shhh, it’s okay baby,” he whispered. “human body’s a beautiful thing. We’re just two bodies here.”  The low echo of his soothing voice made you wetter than you already were. 

“God damn,” he breathed.  “Lookin’ real good.”  You couldn’t fully suppress your smile at the compliment.  He shamelessly rubbed his arousal over his shorts, then stood up to take them off and you looked away.  You couldn’t help but check out his naked ass as he led you into the sauna.  He noticed this in the door’s reflection and smiled to himself.  There weren’t towels or anything, but the rosy hue was somewhat comforting.  It wasn’t too hot in there, either.   

Joel sat right down on the sauna bench, hard-on blazing.    You looked directly at it and your nipples puckered. 

“Turn ya on?” he asked.  “Good sign,” he said. “Means you’re healthy.” His eyes scanned you hungrily from head to toe.  “C’mere a minute, gorgeous,” he beckoned you.  You shyly stepped forward. When you got close enough to him, he gently took your hands in his and guided you to standing as close as possible between his knees.  His foot nudged your feet apart, then he slipped his massive hand between your bare thighs, and his thick fingers met your dripping seam. “Gorgeous,” he said, looking between your legs.  “Just perfect.”  His chest rose and fell with heavy breaths.  With his free hand, he reached for his cock.  It was a mouth-watering sight.  He kept stroking the wet mess between your legs.  His lips parted with desire. 

Your heart raced. “I dunno if this is a good idea,” you said.  

“I think your body’s sayin’ it is, sugar.”  He removed his fingers and examined their shine, then sucked them dry while maintaining eye contact, making you weak in the knees.  He rubbed you again, then asked “Can I feel inside?” and you nodded hesitantly.  He inserted his middle finger first, pumped it a few times, swirled it, pulled it almost all the way out, then added his index finger.  He rested his thumb against your clit as he slowly finger fucked you.  Then he took his thick digits out and wiped them on the head of his cock, gathering his precum to combine with your slick as lube. 

“been doin’ this dance for weeks,” he said.  “Shoulda told me to stop if ya didn’t want it.”  

You were speechless.  

“Think you should sit on this cock now, baby.” He began to stroke himself slowly.   “Lemme get to know your body. Show ya somethin’ special ‘bout yours, too.” You hesitated and he slowly nodded.  “Only take a minute.”   He put his hands on your hips and rotated you to face away from him  “Damn, this ass,” he whispered.  He slid his hand vertically between your legs and rubbed your wet pussy with the side of his index finger. “How ‘bout it, baby? Gotta listen to your body.”  He guided you closer to him.  “What’s your body sayin’?”  Your body was screaming yes. The red light seemed to make you extra horny, even more than you usually got around him. Then again, it was more likely the nudity. The sight of his stiff, naked cock.  

Joel used one hand to hold it at attention, and another to guide you back over it since you were facing away from him.  “Whaddaya say?”

“Okay, I guess,” you whispered, overwhelmed by the desire to have him inside you. Unable to formulate any reasoning behind your hesitation, as if you needed a reason. 

“Good girl,”  he said into the nape of your neck. “Come on down, easy does it.” his breath was hot on your lower back.  

He guided his tip to your entrance then put both hands on your hips and pulled down.  He groaned as you were impaled on his rock-hard shaft and you moaned as his girth stretched you open.   

“So damn tight,” he breathed. Your walls parted to accept him and it was still a stretch.   “Take it, I know ya can.”  He pulled down a little more, a little harder, and groaned as your bodies became flush.  “Now use it,” he said and put his hands on the bench with a lift of his hips that slightly rocked you.  “Do what makes ya feel good.”  You sat there for a moment, then he said, “go ‘head, show me what ya want.” 

You put your hands on your thighs and rose up half way, then lowered yourself with a soft moan.  “Yeah, there ya go, baby.”  He took your hands in his on top of your thighs. 

You rose up a few more times, then he returned his hands to your hips and started guiding you to move you faster.  You put your hands on your knees and tilted your hips to take more of him. “Good girl,” he said.  

He fucked you for a few minutes, panting and praising you.  "Our bodies needed this,” he said as he sheathed himself with your cunt.   “Real bad.”   He let you up and pulled you down, then held you down, moving you on his cock, staying deep inside you, nudging your g-spot.  

You were getting close, but not fast enough.  He started holding breaths and releasing them  vocally, then warned you, "gonna come, baby.”  He kept moving you on his cock, and a few seconds later he panted, “Get up now, ‘less ya wanna be pumped full.”  

You kinda did want that, but you knew it wouldn’t be smart, even though you took your pill pretty well.  Instead, you dismounted him and turned around to watch. Your walls slowly came back together to fill the void he left as he stroked himself.  Then he pointed the head of his cock at your lower belly and his hot seed hit your skin.  

When he finished releasing a massive load, he swiped his fingers through it and raised them to your mouth. "Good protein," he said. 

-

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[bluecollarmcandtf]

Hypnotized Help: Chris

"I've got the gym all ready for you, master," Hemsworth states with his famous smile, "What would you like to work on today?"

I hypnotized the actor awhile ago to quit the high-paying job he was used to. As far as he understands it, Hollywood is not a place he belongs. Chris Hemsworth now understands that he's meant to be my personal trainer.

Of course, it took some deep reconditioning to convince him of that.

"Let's keep up the same workout," I tell him.

"Yes, master. Then you'll be working on the back and arms today," he explains, "I'll make your pre-training shake for you."

I watch with amusement as the stud scrambles to prepare my exercises. He's my gym coach, which means it's his sole responsibility to get me into bodybuilding shape. The guy has already gotten me to gain plenty of lean muscle, so he must have some idea of what he's doing.

"This is for you, Master," Chris hands me the shake, "Alright, let's get you pumped up!"

With a flick of the remote, my personal trainer blasts energetic music before eagerly watching me down the protein mix. He's bouncing on the balls of his feet with excitement. I programmed a deep desire for him to want the best for me. Motivation has always been a struggle for me in the gym, so having a trainer around who doubles as my biggest cheerleader is a good influence.

"That's nasty!" I toss the empty cup to Chris after swallowing the entirety of the liquid.

"It'll maximize the work you're about to do!" the superhero grins, "Let's get started with some simple calisthenics."

The actor begins walking me through increasingly brutal exercises, making sure to do a few reps himself to give me the best impression of how to do them.

"Don't forget to tuck your glutes in," he reminds me, gently guiding my hips with his hands.

He puts me through a few hours of intense exercises, but I beat my personal records in almost every set I lift. It's easy to push myself with Hemsworth cheering me on.

"Alright, that's enough for today," I pant, "Don't forget to wipe everything down."

"Already on it, Master," he replies, marching around with a spray bottle and rag, "Don't forget to stretch tonight before you turn in."

"I'm going to forget unless you come and remind me," I sigh, "Just wait in my room until I'm done with the day. Then you can walk me through the stretches."

"Yes, master," he replies.

I need to hit the showers so I can move on with my day, but I can't help lingering to watch the former superhero cleaning my sweat off the bench. Part of his responsibilities include wiping down all the equipment before and after I use it. I think I also put him in charge of laundering all the sweaty towels, but I can't remember.

"Chris."

"Yes master?" he pauses and smiles up at me.

"How's my progress?" I ask, knowing full well my body has never looked better, "Am I on track to be an even hotter hero than you?"

"Oh definitely, master," he instantly assured me, "You are already in phenomenal shape, and in a few months, you'll be bigger than I ever was. Then all the ladies will rightfully be after you, master!"

"Sounds good," I enjoy the praise, "Why don't you finish cleaning all this up in a little bit."

"Is there something you need me to do, master?" Chris asks.

"Yeah, you need to wash me down in the shower," I command, "It's a new responsibility you have. You got me this sweaty, so you're going to clean it up."

"Of course, master," he says, putting the rag and spray bottle down, "That only seems right. I hope you aren't too uncomfortable, standing in your sweat right now."

I can't help but harden as we step into my locker room. Thinking about Chris Hemsworth cleaning me off in the shower is too much. The image of him beneath the water in his little uniform and on his knees scrubbing my tired legs, is too much.

The former celebrity will just have to work around my throbbing erection.

[cherry-cola-on-ice]

Grabbing the boys booty🍑🍑 pt 2

Poor sweet innocent Lester.... Sike. Our secretly kinky roadkill man planned this. You think the thought of touching his ass was your own? Nope. Perfectly timed bends, tighter than usual fitting jeans. All a part of his master plan. He just wants to be your good boy~

Asa knows he attractive enough be unassuming, to be able to blend in with the in crowd. But this? Congrats you've broken him. Existential crisis mode. He might cry when you're not looking. Because he self-conscious about his ass. Idk why, but your eagerness for touchies makes him doubt.

Oh poor sweet innocent Bubba. He doesn't know how to react. Is he mad you snuck up on him? Embarrassed by the squeak that leaves his mouth? Maybe slightly turned on judging by the tightening of his pants? All three all at once.

Karl is a wildcard. Depending on his mood, it can go two ways. One, he's into it. He smirks, says some extremely dirty things that make you, the one who started this, blush. Or if you catch him off guard, he let's out a 'manly' squeak, spinning around to stare at you like a Victorian woman clutching her pearls.

Harry Warden has no time for your nonsense. He's got people to maim, hearts to cut out. He'll admit that yes, his ass does look delicious in those coveralls. But still, have some self control s/o. What, absolutely not! He's not a little chubbed up right now!

Yeah, Patrick Bateman has been working on his glutes. He's happy you noticed. It's been a pain, having to tailor his existing pants to fit his new....assets. But it's worth it. You want a closer look s/o?

[ball-of-butter]

rating twerkability of red queen characters bcuz im unemployed:

mare: 2/10 she has some ass she just has no idea what she’s doing with it

cal: 6/10 he also has no idea what hes doing but his glutes are so phat that 6 is quite literally the lowest he can score

maven: this one is really difficult bcuz at first thought i thought he’s too skinny and a flop to shake ass but then i thought about it more and how he’s definitely bottomed out and so…. what? i guess a 7/10? maybe controversial but hes got to be better than cal at something and that’s definitely not being king

diana: deadass 1/10

kilorn: 9/10 he says he’s a natural but he actually practised

shade: 10/10 an actual natural

iris: 4/10 she just doesn’t want to learn how or even attempt but 4 points for potential

evangeline: 6/10 she’s good at everything except maybe this

elane: 9/10 twerk master

ptolemus: 8/10 he learned for his wife

cameron: 1/10 somebody help herrrr omg

wren: 7/10 she’s too polite with it someone get this woman a drink

thomas: 9/10 was the village whore walking around like that

[pathetichimbos]

hey… I just wanted to say that I think you’re wrong about Tommy having no ass. If you’ve ever seen The Program (1993) you would know that man has two giant ass cheeks the likes of which is rare to behold.

That's not Thomas though. That's his actor, sure, but that's not him.

And logically, it makes sense for Thomas to have no ass.

See, there's a good few exercises that you have to do in order to actually get an ass when you aren't naturally blessed with one. Squats, hip thrusts (he gets NO bitches /affectionate), glute bridges, etc, etc. Stair master over treadmill, lift weights, all things that can happen pretty naturally in regular day to day life, but given Thomas' lifestyle, I doubt he legitimately has an ass.

Working on a farm is it's own natural workout, that would give someone an ass if their form was on point. And Thomas isn't exactly the kind of person to respect the lift with your legs rule.

For one, he hunches his shoulders a lot, and slouches. He's ashamed of himself, and the way he looks, and people who are taller, that don't want to be tall (people have treated him like a dangerous monster ever since he got big, and he hates that) tend to hunch their shoulders and have terrible posture in an attempt to make themselves look smaller (and in his case, less threatening). This happens a lot before he gets his new face. So, we know he has terrible posture.

And as we can see here, when he lifts and pulls the biker girl out of the car, he bends his back, leans down, and picks her up. He doesn't do a proper squat, he doesn't lift with his legs, etc. We can easily assume that he does this every time he picks something up because let's be honest, most of us don't do the proper lifting posture.

So, due to living on a farm, and working at the slaughterhouse, it's very very easy to assume that he lifts a lot, just like that. This is how he got his strong arms. And, given the time frame, and the fact that he was able to come back to the slaughterhouse without anyone realizing, we can also assume he walks back and forth a lot. And walking alone will not give you an ass. It's quad dominant, not glute dominant. All of that muscle will go to his legs- his thigh and calves. That's why he has thick legs, but no ass.

And let's not forget about diet, because that matters a lot in ass gaining as well.

Southern food is filling. It's mostly carbs and proteins, with little to no vegetables. And even those are most likely smothered in some kind of bacon grease or butter and a shit ton of seasoning. Eating home-cooked southern meals are one of the easiest ways to put on weight. That's why he has such a big tummy.

Now, if you were to eat mostly carbs and proteins with a steady workout, you'd easily get an ass, but we've already established he doesn't work out or properly lift things or any of that. So, no, I don't believe Thomas Hewitt has an ass.

Maybe he could start to pick one up after he starts wearing his new face, but honestly, that's a big maybe.

We know his posture improves due to his confidence increase after he starts wearing the mask, but that doesn't mean he's going to stop picking things up the wrong way. Hell, he might not even know there is a proper way. Who knows for sure.

But, yea, if he started doing the exercises (hip thrusts wink wink), he could get an ass pretty easily, but until then, he's a got flat ass pancake cheeks.

Thanks for coming to my TED talk! <3

[blacklesbothatlovestowrite]

Telekinesis Pt 3

Slight Smut, Petty activity and Drama.

"I don't like your hardheaded ass but I love you all the same." Lexi rolls her eyes as she hugs you. She came over first thing in the morning with fresh pomegranate juice and avocado egg toast with chili oil from your favorite food spot.

"I love you too but you gotta chill. I am an adult, I am more than capable of making my own decisions. Even if you don't agree with them." You scold her. You couldn't imagine her not caring about you but you needed her to also not judge you for being human and a lovesick fool.

"I don't." She quickly responds and you purse your lips. "But I will try not to be too opinionated about that trifling hoe."

You laugh, knowing that was the best you were going to get from her. Lexi was beyond protective and it was something you matched 100%. She was your best friend, your other half.

"Full disclosure, Shuri and I are going to dinner tonight. As friends." You bite your lip as Lexi takes a deep breath.

"I'll pray for you." Lexi sighs, moving to your kitchen to rummage through your fridge. "You went grocery shopping without me?"

You scoff a laugh. Dylan had surprised you with impromptu Whole Foods groceries. She personally picked up your groceries when she got hers and dropped them off after leaving this morning before heading to work.

It was something that made you like her even more. She always did thoughtful things. Bringing you flowers, food, books she thought you'd enjoy, vinyl records of music you loved, essentials your home needed when you were running low.

She catered to you completely and that baffled you. How she could so easily do right by you without even being asked. It drove you crazy at times trying to rationalize why she cared for you so much.

"Dylan actually did it for me." You look at your hands. You didn't want to see any judgment from her, she was team Dylan from day one.

"Hmmmm." Is all she says, and I know it's meant to be as annoying as it sounds. She wants to point out just how good Dylan is for you, you know it.

"I need to go workout and do some work. I'll hit you later." You say, heading for your bedroom to get dressed for the gym.

Having skipped the gym and any actual physical activity in the past three days had you itching to get back to your routine. You couldn't stomach being lazy, it led to very unhealthy habits. You'd promised to never get big again and that meant moving a lot as you loved food.

The gym wasn't as packed as normal, so you found a corner and did your glute warm up. Once you were done and had stretched, you went to do the stair master for 15 minutes then started doing RDL's, Hip Thrusts, Sumó Squats and Deadlifts. By the time you'd gotten through your strength training, you moved on to the stair master for 45 minutes on a higher level than normal pushing yourself as punishment for skipping three days worth of workouts.

By the end of your workout you were a sweating, out of breath mess. You wiped the sweat off your forehead and stretched again to cool down before heading to take a cold shower to help your muscles after such an exhausting workout.

You had plenty of time before Shuri was set to pick you up so you decided to go shopping. You wanted something new, something to make her eat her heart. You needed the validation, you wanted the confirmation that you could bring her to her knees.

You walk into a high end boutique you'd heard of. Everyone knew of it, you'd never dared to step foot in the store. However you were feeling bold and petty, so you were ready for anything.

You stared at a few dresses before you found one that made you stop in your tracks. It was beyond gorgeous, sexy, a definite jaw dropper.

"Hello!" A bright voice says, breaking you from your gaze. You turned to see the short girl from the club. Miss Riri Williams.

You'd stalked Shuri enough to know this girl was a regular. No one had lasted as long as Miss Williams. Shuri was a love them and leave them type but for some reason she'd been linked to Miss Williams for six months.

"Hi." You reply, staring at her. You sized her up discreetly. She was pretty, it was obvious and that shook you to the core to admit.

"How can I help you today?" She says, her eyes widening a bit as she recognized you. You could tell by the way her eyes widened slightly.

"I'm looking for a dress for tonight." You take a deep breath. "I'd like that one." You gesture towards the dress you'd been staring at.

"Oh, ok...." She mutters, her eyes moving from you to the dress and then back. "What size?"

"10." You mumble. You felt uncomfortable at times with sizes and admitting them.

"Let me grab your size and I'll meet you in the dressing room. Did you see anything else you might want to try?" Riri asks.

"No, just the dress. I have the perfect shoes in mind." You assure her, before heading to where you see the dressing room.

While you wait for her to bring the dress your phone rings.

Incoming call - Lexi 🤞🏾

You rolled your eyes and sent it to voicemail as you pulled off your clothes. Stacking them neatly on the lounger. You stared in the mirror at your frame. You were thick, with a semi flat tummy.

You could see the glute pump from your workout as you turned slightly in the mirror. Your ass was a definite obsession for you. Coming from never having an ass to having a whole shelf was a huge confidence boost. You'd always been sensitive about having no booty, having no body that you would binge eat.

"Ok, I have--" Riri stopped talking as she walked in and saw you standing half naked on the small platform. Her eyes rolled over your frame. "Uhhhmmmm. I have the dress."

You smirk internally at the look on her face. Before taking your bra off and taking the dress from her to Slide over your head. The slinky dress hugged your every curve. It had slits in the sides that showed quite a bit of skin. You would definitely have to go sans panties.

"Are you going on a date?" Riri asks, clearing her throat. You knew she was uncomfortable and you were loving every minute of it.

"I'm not sure what to call it." You shrug as you turn to see yourself in the mirror at different angles.

"Well you look amazing." Riri compliments, and you could telll she meant it.

"Let's hope my ex thinks so too." You say, suggestively. A smirk on your lips, as you turned your gaze towards hers.

"You're meeting up with an ex?" She raised a brow. The connection was made and you could see the frustration in her eyes as she fought to remain professional.

"You know what they say 'Can't leave 'em alone' and all that." You joke, watching as she tensed slightly.

A few moments pass as you continue to stare blankly wanting her mind to conjure up the many possibilities of what could take place tonight. A small part of you felt bad knowing she'd done nothing to you to deserve any of your energy.

"I'll take the dress." You say, before slipping it off and getting dressed. You hand the dress over to her and watch as she heads for the counter.

"Have a good night." She says, her tone wavering. You had to give her credit, even though she was upset she was respectful.

As you paid and wished her a good night, you made sure to make one last comment to solidify trouble for Shuri.

"If she really appreciates what's underneath the dress, I'll definitely be back." You leave with a quick wave.

The moment your back home you quickly refresh yourself, have a smoothie to fill you up a bit and get ready while listening to music. Once you're finished getting ready, you snap a few pics and save them.

Hair (Minus headband) and Makeup

Your dress

"You look good.... like really good..." Shuri mutters, swallowing hard. As you open the door for her. You watch her, in a black blazer with no bra, giving hella peekaboo but classy and matching fitted wide leg pants and heels.

"I know." You say, mustering up every bit of confidence you can manage.

As you get into her sports car, she stares at you her eyes full of curiosity.

"Why did you go see Riri?"

"Why did I go shopping at your little girlfriend's job?" You snort, your eyes rolling. Noting the clench of her jaw. She hated when you did that.

"Y/n." She scolds.

"I wanted something to wear and I found it. This dress was made for me." You say, seductively as you crossed one leg over the other.

"You're something else." Shuri laughs, as she starts the car and drives off.

"Sorry if your girlfriend was offended by me giving her a pretty nice sized commission." You smirk. It was clear that Riri had ran to Shuri to either complain or accuse her.

"Not offended and she's not my girlfriend." Shuri shakes her head.

"Ah, I'm sorry. The girl you're fucking." You correct yourself, pulling your phone out. You were too bothered and that in itself told you that you shouldn't have come.

"Why do you care?" It made you angry at how easy Shuri could play anything off.

"I don't." Is all you said. The rest of the car ride was silent despite Shuri trying on several occasions to start a conversation.

When she pulled into the familiar neighborhood, you tensed. You'd thought she'd be taking you out, somewhere public. Yet here you were at her home, the familiar massive piece of scientific design in all it's glory.

Instead of saying anything you left the car not waiting for her to open your door like she'd done when she'd picked you up. You head straight for her front door that swung open the moment you touched the pad by the door.

She either kept your information in Griot's system or went back and added it after she'd talked to you. You stepped in, feeling the heat of her body behind you. Your eyes taking in the familiar decor.

There were quite a few new things to add to the old things since you'd last been there. The first time you'd come it looked very lonely and felt cold. This time it looked lived in, there were portraits of various times in Shuri's life with her family.

"You kept it." You say, looking at the biggest piece of artwork she had. You'd painted her mother.

"Or course I did." Shuri says, incredulously as if she could not believe the question.

"Your Home looks lived in..." You comment on the decor. Feeling strange in her private space after so long.

"Riri helped me decorate. She said it looked like a rental rather than a private residence." Shuri reluctantly admits. The comment angers you, knowing she let the girl have rule over her domain.

"She did a good job." You had to admit the girl had good taste.

"I had a chef come in and prepare your favorites, everything's on the warmer. If you'd like to go have it?" Shuri asks, and you nod as she leads the way to her dining room.

"What have you been up to?" Shuri inquires. You idly wondered if she ever checked up on you like you had her. As the two of you sit side by side, she pours wine for the both of you and fills the water glasses.

"Work, Gym, Lexi, and Dylan." You shrug. Your life was in a semi better place. You went out more, you traveled, you had fun with Dylan. Then of course there was the obsessive stalking Shuri's every move on social media.

"Is it serious, you and Dylan?" You could see how bothered she was by the way she said Dylan's name.

"I don't think that’s your business." You quickly shut that down.

"Yet Riri is yours?"

"Considering you lied to me about her... I'd say I'm right in keeping my private business just that; mine." You shrug.

“What lie?” Shuri looks confused.

“You said you’ve never fucked her but the two of you are pretty touchy. And the way Riri looked today, there’s no denying she’s your woman.” You grab the glass of wine and down it, feeling frustrated with the topic. You lean over a bit to grab the bottle to pour more.

“I’ve never fucked Riri.” Shuri raises a brow. “We’re close. I mean we’ve been dating but nothing has happened as it stands… We aren’t exclusive.”

“Love that for you.” The words like acid on your tongue. Now your visit to the boutique felt right. You hoped it shook the tiny girl to her core.

“Y/n…”

“What have you been up to?” You wave her off not wanting to be treated like a delicate flower. She had no reason yo apologize or try to coddle you. She wasn’t yours.

“Well lately I’ve been working on businesses that hire African Americans, trying to bridge the gap in the economy that’s screwed them over for so long.” Shuri grabs the plates of food off the warmer; placing one in front of her and the other in front of you.

“That’s really amazing.” You commend her, she was fulfilling her brother’s goals.

“I’m working on buying up land to make communities for black people only, as problematic as that sounds they deserve their own space free from outside interference constantly trying to bring them down systemically. They deserve protection and—“

Your phone rings, interrupting her and you bite your lip as you take it out of your bag.

Mi Sol 🧡

You look up at Shuri who’s face is blank. You give her an apologetic look as you answer the call, you’d told yourself you’d be more present and put in effort with Dylan and that meant taking her serious and making her a priority.

“Hey!” You greet her.

“Hi, mami.” She returns, her voice full of warmth. “You’re so gorgeous.”

“Thank you baby.” You smile, compliments were something you enjoyed and compliments from Dylan were even better because she constantly hyped you up.

“I miss your beautiful smile, your luscious lips, your other lips…” She giggles and you realize she’s tipsy. She’s horny whenever she gets tipsy. More than normal.

“Baby…” You whine, as you think of the many good things that happen when she’s tipsy.

“Whaaaaaaat?” She says, innocently. “I can’t say how obsessed I am with my girlfriend? How she has the prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen? How I wanna taste said pretty pussy?”

“Lani…” You sigh, knowing exactly what she was doing. She was trying to get you to either come over or go back home. You had a feeling Lexi told her exactly who you were with.

“You know that thing I do with my tongue… that thing that has your toes curling and your eyes rolling into the back of your head?” She continues.

“Ay, mami…. No me jodas.” You pout, knowing she was purposely making you wet.

“Your bed is mighty lonely without you…” She says and you roll your eyes as she giggles again.

“Baby, I’ll be back soon.” You tell her.

“Hurry…. I know my pussy misses me.” Dylan declares and you cross your legs.

“I’ll be back soon.” You repeat before hanging up. You look at Shuri and your brows furrow at the look on her face. Her veins are showing in her face and her jaw is clenched.

“Are you okay?”

“Fine.” Shuri mumbles. “I take it you have to leave?”

“Not right now. You were telling me about what you were doing.” You remind her, watching as she slowly loosens up.

“I don’t want to keep you from your girlfriend.” She snaps and you stare at her in surprise.

“Ok, then.” You nod to yourself before pushing your chair back and standing. Just as you’re about to walk off, Shuri’s quickly at your side with her hand clasping your wrist.

“Wait Sthandwa, I apologize. I was wrong to speak to you like that.” Shuri pleads, her eyes begging me to stay. I exhale, pulling my wrist from her hold.

“Seems we both care more than we should.” You point out, sitting back in your seat.

The rest of the dinner is tame. You both steer away from heavy conversations and focus on your career, and what you’ve both been doing to better yourselves physically, mentally, emotionally and spiritually. The last one is shocking to you when Shuri admits she believes in the Ancestors now and the saying ‘Everything Happens For A Reason’

For the longest time she was so angry at everything. When she’d lost her family it’d seemed like she’d lost herself as well. Sitting and conversing with her as she reflected on how much she’d changed and matured over the years made you feel slightly envious that you couldn’t do that for her.

It went without saying that Riri was the one that helped her and that made you feel worthless. You’d tried when you were together to help her, to heal her, to be her peace and she seemed too combative against it. She warred with you when all you tried to do was make her smile, bring happiness into her life.

What did Riri do that was so different from what you tried to do? How was she able to awaken the loving Shuri you’d heard so much about and could barely get. What did she have that you didn’t? Sure she was a pretty girl and she had a skinny, tiny body but it couldn’t just be looks. Shuri had been with enough women that looks couldn’t be the factor.

“You deserve every piece of happiness you can find.” You sum up the strength to say, feeling guilty for the anger and jealousy that was stirring in you.

While it was clear Shuri had grown. It was even clearer that you hadn’t. You’d changed for sure. But it clearly wasn’t for the best.

[cupcakeinat0r]

A couple of yall asked for the booty routine so here u go, shawty <3

Ik this looks like a lot, but trust, bae, it’s important. I felt like if ima talk abt my routine, might as well talk a lil bit abt food too since both work as a team.

[First, let me say that I am by no means a professional. This is something I've learned and acquired through self-research, as well as having two siblings, one who is a bodybuilder and the other who is a personal trainer. Also, the gym is a safe n fun space for everyone:) Work out because you want to, not bc you think you need to look a certain way <3]

Here's my Split: I added my upper body days as well in case yall wanted to kno <3

Monday: Glutes + quads

Tuesday: Back + Biceps

Wednesday: Glutes + Hamstrings

Thursday: Chest + Tricep

Friday: Full Body

Saturday + Sunday: Active rest!!! (Could be running, walking, bicycling, etc., whatever is fun to do! My personal fav is the stair master for an hr or Running for 3 miles, but you do whatever you can. Listen to your body.)

In addition, I do cardio after each sesh on the weekdays. For me, that's running for like 2 miles or so, depends how I'm feeling, but you do whatever cardio you'd like! A good start could simply be inclined walking!

Also, pls pls pls remember rest days are VITALLL. If u want to grow that booty (which is something the couple of you specifically mentioned), those rest days are important bc this is the period when those muscles are actually repairing themselves from the workout, resulting in growth!!! A huge misconception is that “the muscles grow during the workout”… no. Ur actually tearin up those puppies, so that’s what rest days r for! Both rest + protein contribute to ur muscle repair + growth (I’ll talk abt protein intake later). Naturally, I like to rest Sat n Sun, but it could be any 2-3 days of the week. Sometimes, I be usin that Fri full-body sesh as a rest day too so liiiike... if u need to, please do (especially during periods uuuuugh).

As for specific Workouts, I'll list em here. These r for the booty ;)

Hip thrusts, booty + hamstrings

Romanian dead lift, booty + hammies

Goblet Squat, quad destroyer

Hip abductions, booty burner, omfg

Leg press, depends on footing. Higher on platform works hammies n booty, lower works quads.

Weighted Squats, the whole damn leg.

Body weight squats OR lunges (good for warm-ups)

Leg curl, hammies

Leg extension, quads

Bulgarian split squat, booty n whole leg

I do 4 sets of 12 <3

(ALMOST FORGOT, I TARGET FOR 5-6 DIFF EXERCISE FOR EACH WORKOUT)

Nutrition plays a huuuge part as well, but I'll only talk very lil abt it since ion know yall's specific needs<3

Generally, if u want growth, just take ur current weight and put that in grams, for example = 170 lbs. -> 170 g of protein each day. Now, taking in the amount of protein u need can be hard at first, so just for the beginning, just try to at least get close to it then work ur way up. Foods high in protein that I like are Greek Yogurt, Chicken, Lean Ground Beef, Salmon, and snackies such as protein bars (avocado is like the holy grail for a phat booty just sayin. It's not protein, but it's the healthiest source of fat there is!). As for other groups (fat n carbs) don’t be so strict, bae… just use your portions. No need to restrict urself from ANY food bc no food is “bad”. I can talk allllll day abt this one but ima just shut up for now lmao.

PHEW, honestly, don't mention the gym around me cuz I will not shut up. Ima gym rat at heart so like I could literally keep writing abt this but bc literally, like, 3 ppl asked for this, Ima just wrap up here <3

Hope this was a lil bit of help @gltzpzy @mybvalentine @icenbroo <33333333

P.s. would it be cringe if I said I sometimes use Miguel as motivation??? Like he’s watchin me or som??? Bye, I hate that I do that, I’m like actually mentally unwell bc of that stupid mass of pixels Sony created ☠️

[ros3ybabes]

Current Gym Split with Routines 🎀

Hello lovelies <3

I haven’t updated this blog in a minute so I thought it would be a good idea to update with my current gym workout split and routines. My goal is to grow my glutes and achieve an overall hourglass appearance while also increasing my overall strength and fitness levels while losing weight as I am medically classified as obese and really just want to be healthier overall and develop healthy habits (just my personal goals).

Current “Split” -

I try to hit the gym 3 to 5 days a week, and my goal is to do two lower body days, one upper body days, and two more cardio focused days. This will definitely change very soon with winter break coming up and next semester will also look a little different as well. Here’s my typical split:

Monday - Glutes/Quads

Tuesday - Cardio focused

Wednesday - Glutes OR Upper Body

Thursday - Cardio focused

Friday - Upper Body or Glutes

here’s the breakdown of my routines!

Glutes/Quads Day One

Hip Thrusts 4 sets x 8-12 reps (first set without weight, a pause at the end of every last rep, and until failure on the last set)

B stance RDL 4 sets x 10 reps each leg (still working on form)

Goblet Squats 4 set x 8-10 reps

Leg Press 4 sets x 8-12 reps (start heavy, end the last set one weight lighter and go til failure)

Single Leg Extension 3 sets x 8-10 reps each leg

Hamstring Curls 3 sets x 8-10 reps

Glutes Focused Day 2

Hip Thrusts 4 sets x 10-12 reps (everything same as first glutes day)

B stance RDL 4 sets x 8-10 reps each leg

Bulgarian Split Squats 3-4 sets x 8-10 reps each leg (start with body weight, two sets with weight, last set no weight til failure)

Sumo squats 4 sets by 8-12 reps

Glute Medius Kickbacks 4 sets by 10-12 reps per leg (til failure on last set each leg)

Upper Body Day

Wide grip lag pull down 4 sets x 10-12 reps

reverse grip pull downs 4 sets x 10-12 reps

bench press machine 4 sets x 10-12 reps

single arm rows Or bent over rows 4 sets x 8-10 reps

lateral raises 3 sets x 10 reps

bicep curls & hammer curls superset 3 sets x 8-10 reps each

- I do switch up the upper body days depending on what my focus is and what I’m feeling like. So I might do seated cable pulls, shoulder presses, chest flys, etc instead of some of the ones I have listed but the ones listed are my usuals and favorites.

Cardio Days

I like to start out with about 30-45 minutes on the treadmill at 3 speed with an incline of anywhere from 2 to 4.

then I’ll do 5-10 minutes on the stair master, level 5 or 6. The lower the level the slower it is the more it hurts so that’s why I choose level 5 or 6 since that’s a good speed for me.

I also walk to and from the gym which is about 15 to 20 minutes each way depending on how fast I walk.

those are my routines! I’d be happy to answer any questions regarding my workout split, goals, routines, and even anything nutritionally too as I am studying dietetics! I use my university gym and I love it!

til next time lovelies 💗

[bodyhopper-files]

"Oh hell yeah!" Coach Arnoldson stretched and flexed as the final moments of the transformation rolled across his body in waves of gushing testosterone, "Fuck, this feels good!"

He examined the brawny arms that now belonged to him, twisting and turning them under the late-night flourescent lighting of the campus gym. The gym was closed at this hour, of course, but Coach Arnoldson had a master key to all athletic facilities on campus. For him, getting in was no problem.

He moaned and roared as another wave of firey warmth ripped up his torso, the shapeshifting spell now putting its finishing touches on his chest and abdomen. The warmth dissipated and wrapped around his shoulders, down his back, through his glutes, thighs, and calves, and then firmly into his feet which now stood planted to the ground with a newfound balance unlike anything he'd felt before. It felt like all the power in the world was now his to command. He'd turned back time. He'd given himself a second chance.

"True," he sneered at the tingling sensation rushing through his cheeks and lips, which had turned them red and ripe, "Taylor Johnson had to give his life up so that I could take it for myself. But Taylor Johnson wasn't going anywhere. Taylor Johnson had the potential, and he was too dumb too see it. Now, I'm Taylor Johnson!"

Coach Arnoldson felt free.

He was free from the hellish stress of coaching the college football team. Free from the demands of existing a in a world which had all but forgotten about him and discarded him in this no-name place he'd never escape. He was free from his past, finally, and free to start again.

Breathing hard, the new Coach Arnoldson felt his anxiety melt away as a calm certainty took its place. A steaming hot sensation rose through his entire body, and he flexed his muscles with an almost sensuous pleasure. He could feel the power of Taylor Johnson flowing through his veins. Then, just like that, the spell was complete and the body that once belonged to Taylor Johnson and the mind that once belonged to Coach Arnoldson were combined as one.

Coach Arnoldson moved unfamiliar fingers up to his scalp in a clumsy motion and then ran them freely through the thick, sweaty mass of his new Taylor Johnson hair. He had no more worries about balding. He rolled his shoulders and felt the pectoral muscles in his new chest. He twisted and crunched his abdomen, loving the chiseled new contours of his body, and saw his reflection in the mirror on the wall of the gym.

"Damn, stud, you look fucking great!" Coach Arnoldson bellowed at the top of his lungs.

Puffing out his new, expanded, Taylor Johnson chest, he cocked his head to the side and took a deep, unfettered breath. He exhaled like a raging bull, and watched in the mirror as all the the veins and muscles across his body trembled with the fresh blood now coursing through them.

"Who the fuck am I kidding?" he hoarsely whispered to himself in a low tone that sounded nothing like his old voice. "I'm the fucking king now."

Before he left the gym, Coach Arnoldson paused at the door and scanned the room one last time. He sniffed the air, taking a final whiff of the sharp, tangy smell the new Taylor Johnson had left behind.

"Fuck," he congratulated himself on his total success, "I even smell better now, too."

[sashi-ya]

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Your face gets pressed against the wooden wall of the Victoria Punk, pinned with your arm behind your back as Kid holds it. “You are gonna do everything I tell you to do, right?” he asks; the captain is as rough as cruel as everybody knows him for.

“I will, master” you whine, as he quickly begins spreading your legs with his knee. You have chosen to wear the short skirt he dies for, Kid is so pleased with your obedient behaviour he might let you chose the pose in which he is gonna fuck you raw this time.

“Good girl, already dripping wet in between your legs” he acknowledges your lewdness. A couple of kisses before were enough to make you so incredibly aroused and needy for him.

He kneels behind you; his red nails carve on your left glute. He bites your thigh, and violently buries his nose in your sex. He sucks up and down, drinking your honeys as if they were sacred calix. Your legs shake, your inner thighs’ muscles spasm, you leave trails of saliva over the wall. Your nails scratch the wood of the ship.

“AH! Delicious!” he chimes, when his tongue finally stops exploring your insides. Kid stands up, smirking with red lipstick smeared all over his face. “Turn around, little bitch” he orders, pulling from your arm and making you face him.

Your back is now pressed against the wall, and panting you wait for his orders. “Kid… Master, what should I- do?” you ask, squeezing your breasts in between your arms.

Eustass Kid laughs, his tongue plays with his sharp upper teeth and his eyelids sloppily fall over his amber irises. “On your knees, now. Crawl for me like a little puppy if you want this dick” he commands, making you hit your legs against the ground.

He walks back, lowering his zipper and taking his sex out of his fancy yellow pants. It’s hard, and they way you crawl towards him makes it even harder. It drips transparent strings, it’s so needy… maybe, even more than you are.

“What you want, hm?” he asks, lifting his hand to tell you to stop. “Your dick, master” you answer right away, now sitting on your heels, playing subtly from side to side to stimulate yourself.

“Look how much of a greedy bitch you are, you can’t stop touching yourself ~” he exclaims, this time jerking him off, playing with the strings of precum in between his fingers. Fingers he takes to your mouth, and that orders for you to suck.

You delight yourself with his index and middle finger pushing down your tongue and the salty taste of his arousal, your eyes look straight up to him showing him how much you enjoy to be his little submissive lover.

“You like it, huh? Then come on, suck my cock. However, you must gag as much as possible, or I’ll make it happen myself”

You nod repeatedly, and like a snake you move up to reach his throbbing shaft. In between your fingers, being so wide and long, looking at it with both desire and fear… is not gonna be easy to take it all the way through inside your mouth…

You first give his tip some love, with butterfly kisses and some licks with just the tip of your tongue. Kid, despite enjoying it, is not there for sensuality but rather to satiate pure instinctual lust.

“All. In. your mouth. Now” he indicates, bucking his hips up to make his sex bury inside your wet cave.

“Mhmphf…”  you try to say “yes”, failing miserably as his pushing size prevents you to even articulate a single word. It goes so deep, that it finally makes you gag.

Makeup-stained tears run through the sides of your cheeks; not enough air reaches your lungs. But it’s so good to hear Kid grunting, swearing and his dick spasming over the back of your throat.

He grabs you from your hair, violently shaking your head back and forth. He fucks your mouth mercilessly, enough for his climax to arrive minutes after. The supernova can last for hours, but the need of release is superior, he wants to fill your stomach with his warm seed.

He groans like a beast, thrusting your throat harder and deeper, he stays there while his twitching sex feeds you with his cum. “Swallow” he commands, and you do. A lukewarm balsam for your now irritated maw, the stickiness but the pleasure of fulfilling such a good job for your master.

“Good girl, not a single drop wasted… now, let me give you your prize for being such a good sub to me… come one, turn around, spread your legs and let me fuck you rough, sweet baby ~”

[optimal-living-lab]

Strength Training for Beginners: A Comprehensive Guide

Strength training is an essential component of overall fitness, providing numerous benefits such as increased muscle mass, improved bone density, and enhanced metabolism. If you're new to strength training, getting started can feel overwhelming, but with the right guidance, it can be both enjoyable and rewarding. This comprehensive guide will walk you through the basics of strength training for beginners.

Understanding Strength Training

Strength training, also known as resistance training, involves exercises that use resistance to build muscle strength, endurance, and size. This resistance can come from various sources, including free weights, weight machines, resistance bands, or even your body weight.

Benefits of Strength Training

Increased Muscle Strength: Strength training helps to build and strengthen muscles, making everyday activities easier and reducing the risk of injury.

Improved Bone Health: It stimulates bone growth and can help prevent osteoporosis, especially important as we age.

Boosted Metabolism: Muscle is more metabolically active than fat, so building muscle through strength training can help increase your resting metabolic rate, aiding in weight management.

Enhanced Functional Strength: It improves your ability to perform daily tasks, such as lifting, carrying, and bending.

Getting Started

1. Consult a Professional

Before starting any new exercise program, especially if you have any health concerns, it's wise to consult with a healthcare professional or a certified personal trainer. They can help tailor a program to your specific needs and ensure you exercise safely.

2. Set Clear Goals

Identify what you want to achieve through strength training. Whether it's gaining muscle, losing weight, or improving overall fitness, having clear goals will guide your training program.

3. Start with Basic Exercises

Begin with compound exercises that work multiple muscle groups simultaneously. These include:

Squats: Targets the legs, glutes, and core.

Deadlifts: Works the back, glutes, and hamstrings.

Push-ups: Engages the chest, shoulders, and triceps.

Rows: Targets the back, biceps, and shoulders.

4. Learn Proper Technique

Focus on mastering proper form and technique for each exercise to prevent injury and maximize results. If you're unsure, consider working with a personal trainer initially to learn the correct form.

5. Gradually Increase Intensity

Start with lighter weights and gradually increase the resistance as you get stronger. Aim for 2-3 strength training sessions per week, allowing at least 48 hours of rest between sessions to allow your muscles to recover and grow.

6. Incorporate Variety

Include a variety of exercises in your routine to target different muscle groups and keep your workouts interesting. This can include different types of resistance exercises, as well as cardio and flexibility training.

Tips for Success

Listen to Your Body: Pay attention to how your body feels during and after workouts. If something doesn't feel right, stop and reassess your form or consult a professional.

Stay Consistent: Consistency is key to seeing results. Stick to your strength training program and make it a regular part of your routine.

Rest and Recovery: Allow your muscles time to recover between sessions to prevent overtraining and reduce the risk of injury.

Fuel Your Body: Eat a balanced diet rich in protein, carbohydrates, and healthy fats to support muscle growth and recovery.

Conclusion

Strength training is a valuable addition to any fitness regimen, offering a multitude of physical and mental benefits. By following this guide and staying committed to your goals, you can build strength, improve your overall health, and enhance your quality of life. Remember, progress takes time, so be patient and enjoy the journey to a stronger, healthier you!

[anxiety-banana]

so i love star wars the old republic, right? so what that to most gamers it's mediocre at best, i'm a don't starve/minecraft/plants vs zombies girly i'm not that bothered

anyway here are my thoughts on this game after playing it for a few months

-the fact that my happy little droid friend who follows me around and heals me and fights better than i do sometimes is labeled <your companion> under his name. are you trying to make me attached. what if T7 dies?? what then?? will i just smash my desktop??? probably!

-the graphics aren't bad, they're actually pretty okay, but i really need to know why no one put more effort into making the details actually... detailed. like. everything is this weird, smoothed out, monochrome kinda color and it weirds me out for some reason it's like they designed armor thumbnails for the inventory and instead of redesigning them for on-character use they just sized up the image and stuck it on

-if you fight a combat training dummy (or sometimes if you exit a fight that you just won), you won't exit combat mode?? i hate this so much?? you can't do certain actions while you're in it and i kid you not i have jumped off platforms in the coruscant senate district to k!ll myself so i would exit combat mode

-BRO if you don't quick travel everywhere you have to run MILES every mission. jedi better have required and least two years of cross country in your padawan years because your glutes gotta be amazing to survive this

-this is actually my largest pet peeve of them all THERE ARE LIKE FIVE BODY TYPE OPTIONS FOR FEMANINE CHARACTER DESIGN AND THEY HAVE THE ABSOLUTE STUPIDEST GIANT BOOBS AND TINY WAIST I HAVE QUITE LITERALLY NEVER SEEN IT THIS BAD BEFORE

-also not to be a fashionista but all the armor options suck and i think they're pretty much all ugly THERE I SAID IT

-in the first storyline you're working with a twi-lek village and i'm not saying there's definitely a romance between you and the matriarch but there definitely is

-also the padawan you work with later on

-and that jedi master i can't remember her name you go to meet her before the council after your first mission and she just has this flirty way of talking to you it's so funny to me

-this game is tryna get my character laid with every person of power

-i know he isn't but orgus din just gives off sith vibes. he always has "other matters" to attend to. that man is either a sith or has a secret relationship despite explicitly talking about the dangers of attachment (*cough cough* anakin *cough cough*)

-i see people always walking by defeated characters you can loot and that is SUCH a mistake i racked up thousands of credits really fast by just stealing them off corpses' persons, not to mention all the random crap you can collect and sell to vendors i have yet to buy a single piece of armor i just keep upgrading from loot i collect

-i know i already said it but GUYS T7 is such a cute lil droid, when you make light side dialogue choices it says "T7 approves" and it fills me with delight

-it's so funny to me to just yeet yourself straight between two groups of hostiles perfectly centered so you never have to fight any of them

-oh and that time you rescue a flesh raider baby??? that thing's gonna grow up like "mom, am i adopted?" "yes, son, you are. you're a flesh eating beast." "ohhhh that's why i keep having the sudden urge to bite your face off i thought it was just puberty"

also just know that posts about this game will not cease. it amuses me and i love it

[lantur]

good things,

We have gotten a good amount of rain from Friday to today :) which is great, since we've been in a drought for so long. Gray, rainy weather used to really bother me, but it doesn't anymore, since I got my antidepressant dose figured out. Derek, Westin, and I had a cozy Friday evening on the sofa while I read Klara and the Sun and Derek listened to his audiobook (and Westin sat on us both.)

I had a great stairclimber workout on Saturday. I added 25-30 minutes on the stairclimber twice a week to my workout routine earlier this summer, and the benefits have been huge. My lower body has gotten so much stronger, and the cross-training benefits have been real. I don't struggle with walking up hills in the neighborhood and stairs like I used to. I also started doing my least favorite exercise (glute bridges) to help further with my chronically weak glutes, and that + stairclimber strengthening has really helped my running. :)

I wrote a ton this weekend, about 12 pages. I'm about 90% done with the first draft of my novel now - so close I can taste it.

@broomchickabroom came over on Saturday night for dinner and to watch Tangled, and we baked TWO different kinds of delicious cookies for dessert!

I planted two more Atlantis stonecrop sedum on Sunday, as well as a sweet woodruff plant.

Over the last few days, I've cooked a few really good recipes - paneer tikka masala, pasta with crab, corn, and lemon, and Vietnamese coconut caramel chicken.

weird things,

I had the unpleasant and unfortunate realization at work recently that I've forgotten a lot of what I studied in grad school. Which is not good, because I actually need those skills and understanding for my job. I completed my master's degree between 2013 - 2015, and 2013 was a whole 10 years ago now. I was also dealing with severe depression during that time, and those 2 years are very fuzzy for me.

So I'm entering learning mode again. My undergraduate degree was in disability studies and my master's degree was in gerontology, which actually isn't the best fit for my current position - a degree in social work or public health would have been a better fit for the job I have now. I've found several social work textbooks and I've been reading. Just tonight, I found some material that's really going to help me in a project for work.

Over the last year or so, I have thought about going back to grad school and getting an MPH or MSW. I don't think it would be workable with my current full-time job, and also keeping the evenings and weekends free for the time I need for myself, Derek, Westin, and my friends (to say nothing of the money that it would cost). I can still learn and expand my knowledge even without going back to school, and I find the readings super interesting.

[hyuge]

Mum(my)s the Word

Snickering echoed throughout the room as Aster tried, and failed, to suppress his laughter. Dante folded his arms across his chest both in a huff and an attempt to cover himself up. He wore a sour expression on his face as he eyed Aster. “I look ridiculous!” he said, incredulously.

“N-no,” Aster snorted. “You look great. Very mummy-like.”

“I’m taking it off!”

“You can’t!” said Aster. “Everyone has to dress up and you agreed to wear it.”

Dante scowled. “Shouldn’t the wolf pup be wearing this? Isn’t it his dumb costume?”

Aster popped his lips together as he continued to snicker behind his hand. “You know quite well Master said he would be cute as a werewolf and once Master called him cute, all other thoughts went out the window. He was nice enough to offer you his mummy costume.”

“This isn’t a costume!” Dante protested. “It’s barely a piece of cloth!”

Aster rolled his eyes. “At least you don’t have to be confused for that damn incubus. Master was all, ‘you’d be such a cute devil!’ And while he’s not wrong, I’d rather not have people think I’m trying to copy that idiot.” He took a step towards Dante and pressed the tip of his fingernail into smooth, tanned skin. “Now, be a good boy and I’ll help you take this garment off later.”

“I want it off now,” Dante grumbled with less heat than before.

His cheeks bloomed pink beneath his brown skin, making the white of the cloth stand out further. A blushing Sun Lord was always a sight to see. The cloth was tightly wound around Dante’s body, squeezing the muscles that held it in place. Aster hooked his finger under the cloth, giving it a light tug to reveal a well-hidden nipple. His lips curled into a devilish smirk as he let go of the fabric, flicking his finger where the small bud was covered.

Dante wheezed and clutched his chest, looking aghast. How dare Aster touch him so indecently! He turned in a huff to march out of the room, his poorly concealed ass on full display. Aster snickered again and moved quickly. His hand stung from the slap that echoed through the room as his palm made contact with Dante’s toned glutes. The Sun Lord jumped from the shock.

“Did you just—how dare you!”

Aster shrugged his shoulders. “There’s more where that came from.” He pressed his hand to the small of Dante’s back, ushering him forward. “Let’s go. We don’t want to be late. People will think we were up to something indecent.”

Mismatched eyes widened and then Dante stomped his way out of the room. His red hair swayed across his back as he headed down the hallway towards the dining room. This was going to be a fun evening.

A #12DaysofFicmas gift for @museaway and @ahria-lethe.

You can also read it on AO3.

[fitographia]

Full Glutes + Hamstrings Workout

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THE PUMP after this one though 🤌🏻 I included a couple different angles for the split squats and kickbacks so it might be a bit easier see/master the form - i hope this helps 🫶🏻 let’s start off the week strong 🔥🔥

1️⃣ Superset:

- KAS glute bridge (4x8-10)

- Hip thrusts (4x8-10)

2️⃣ Elevated split squats (4x12/leg)

3️⃣ Cable kickbacks (4x12/leg)

4️⃣ Hyperextensions (4x10-12)

📸Credit @dianaconforti.fit

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