Natasha the muscular cat girl

It was a warm sunny weekend day, the streets were bustling with people and cars outside. You decided to go to the gym, which was located further down the street. Having packed all the necessary things into a backpack, you locked your apartment and headed to the gym. Walking along the sun-drenched streets, you noticed many passers-by who were in a hurry to get somewhere. There were many people sitting in cafes and restaurants, and people with bags of groceries were leaving the stores. And then, after a while, you come to that very gym. You go inside, an old male cat meets you at the reception. You talk to him for a while about getting a membership to this gym. And then, the male cat enters you into the database, gives you a special pass and points you to the locker room where you can change. You thank the man and head to the locker room. As you walk inside, you notice a lot of lockers for your clothes, benches between the lockers, and a couple of sinks. Everything looks pretty clean and nice. After a couple of minutes of looking around the locker room, you go to one of the empty lockers with the number 70, open it, and start changing into your workout clothes. Once you're changed, you close the locker, put the key in your empty pants pocket, and head out into the gym to start training. You've been walking around the gym for a while, looking at the equipment, wondering where to start. And so, you decide to start with the barbell press. Deciding that you can do a few sets without any help, you lie down on the bench with the barbell. There were several plates on the barbell, weighing a total of 18 kg. You took the barbell off quite easily, and began training. One, two, three, four sets. You gradually begin to feel tired, but continue lifting and lowering the barbell. Eight, nine, ten approaches... You feel that it is already difficult for you to lift the barbell above you. You try to lift the barbell to put it back on the holders, but you barely lift it above you with every millimeter. Having lifted the barbell halfway, you feel that this is your maximum. Your arms are weakening, every second is getting heavier, your grip is weakening, the barbell is about to fall on you. You squint, trying to lift the barbell higher. After a couple of seconds, you feel how easily the barbell is lifted. Breathing heavily and slowly opening your eyes, you see a large muscular female cat, who is hanging over you holding the barbell with one hand. "Need some help?" - the cat asks you, lifting the barbell and returning it to its place. "Heh, you shouldn't lift such weights without a spotter nearby" - the cat says, laughing slightly.