Stacy got a disturbingly angry look on her face. Joe swallowed nervously as
her muscles flexed and twisted as she tensed up for a second. She looked in
his eyes and recognized his fear, then turned away while relaxing muscles.
Joe was confused as she actually seemed kind of sad. "Joe" She looked
over her shoulder and down at him. "Whould you like to have sex with me?"
This caught Joe off guard. "Ummm, well, you see..."
She shot him a look that silenced him. "I intimidate you don't I Joe?"
He didn't need to verbally answer.
"Joe, I want to have sex with you. But not as I am. Sex with a man weaker
than myself has always....disappointed me in ways I don't care to go into. Sex
with my peers in wrestling is even worse. You don't truly know what steroids
do to a man until you've tried to have sex with the results."
She turned fully towards Joe. She stepped up to him, towering over him and
put her hands on his shoulders. She firmly guided him towards the bed, he
didn't dare to resist.
She whispered in his ear, "I want you to change me..."