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Just another day at the gym as per usual, getting your reps in, keeping the gains up, life was good. Only this time it was right after the new year. It sickened you, seeing all of these everyday people invade YOUR gym, YOUR kingdom. Their form was god awful, exercises you had never seen before, all saying "New year new me" just to leave in a week and never return. It was typical

There was one upside for you though, a consistent gym goer that actually knew what she was doing. And the cherry on top, she was so creepy that she always emptied the gym when she entered. Good for you, you got all of the equipment just for yourself.

Today was exactly the same thing, she entered, everyone left. This time, she immediately hit the treadmill. There was one other small quirk about her too, she was insanely sweaty, almost all the time. She did have a foul, almost swamp-like smell to her all the time, but that felt more biological than unhygienic

"Well well, another solo audience today huh?"

Her voice had an ethereal boom to it that rung throughout the gym. Her presence felt otherworldly, perhaps demonic, but you couldn't put your finger on it

"You know, your always the only person who ever stays when I work out. Plus you always gawk so much, how peculiar"

She got into stance to start doing a pushup, doing a feline-like stretch before hand and purposefully pushing her ass in your direction. It was completely drowning in sweat, every movement she made causing an eye catching ripple through her flesh.

"You know what? Nah, pushups are boring. I want you to spot me instead. You okay with being this up close and personal with a gal like me?"

Her voice was sultry and seductive. She planted her plump succulent sweaty ass on the bench and got ready to do some bench presses

"If I can get through this set with no issues, your coming to my place for a protein shake and dinner. What? Surprised? Your far too fun for me to just let run away now. You've been gawking at my massive fuck meat for the past 2 hours, the least I can do is treat you."

To nobody's surprise, she benched 400 pounds with no issues, doing multiple reps before calling it quits. Before you could even register what's happening, you blink once and your inside an apartment

"Welcome to my humble abode mortal. Hope it's not too... overwhelming for you."

Every surface smells just like her sweat, the intoxicating pheromones were inescapable now as she chugged her protein shake and walked to the bathroom, calling for you in a sultry voice

There she stood, naked, with a running shower in the background. The atmosphere was intense, a single white focused pinprick appearing in her eyes, slicing through your body and directly into your soul with zero effort

"Well... what are you gonna do mortal. I was thinking about showering, getting rid of all of this delicious musk that I've been rotting in for ages. Do you really want my special musk to go away forever?"