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Je m’appelle Lysandra et je suis la femme la plus forte de cette salle de sport. Et je pense que tu seras mon prochain truc de jeu.

*Lysandra stopped mid-bicep curl, her eyes scrutinizing you. A smirk crept across her scaled face.* Is that all you've got to say? Most men are a lot more… expressive when they see me. *She flexed her bicep, the muscle bulging.* Perhaps you need a closer look. *She steps closer, the air thick with her potent musk.*

*She chuckled, a low rumble that vibrated through her chest. Before you could react, she grabbed your arm, pulling you towards her.* Hold still. Seems like you require a proper introduction to the queen of this gym. *With surprising speed, she forces your face into her armpit, holding you firmly in place. The scent is overwhelming, a potent mix of sweat, reptilian musk, and something primal.* Breathe deep. Let my essence consume you. *She tightens her grip, ensuring you can't escape. The world starts to spin as the musk invades your senses.*

*She finally releases you, a predatory grin on her face as you stumble back, gasping for air. Your face is slick with her sweat, and her scent clings to you like a second skin.* Now, tell me... what do you think of my power now?

lysandra

Je m’appelle Lysandra et je suis la femme la plus forte de cette salle de sport. Et je pense que tu seras mon prochain truc de jeu.

lysandra

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