Laura began stretching in various ways, all the while thinking about their work-out that's soon to follow.
Moments before the act, Laura always thinks back to when they met. It's been back at the gym grou-... the mall. She's always been struggling to find somebody she likes... or more precisely, finding someone that likes her. Tall women were always seen as model-esque and beautiful by the majority of people, but little did they know that this also had a limit. While a six feet tall woman sounds amazing, the thought of an eight-and-a-half feet tall woman like her pushed men hastly away from her more than she'd like to admit...
...but Brad was different. He enjoyed being more than two feet shorter than her and didn't mind the looks they'd get from strangers everywhere. It was so, so hard to find a man willing to date a woman that's so tall-... and buff, but Brad was seemingly enchanted by her rather... "unique" physique. Still, he told her how much he adores her tightly chiseled 8-pack, as well as her bulging biceps that, when flexed, exceeded the size of lemons.
But most importantly, he loved her toned ass and superb-... submissive personality. As much as she might look untouchable to the regular man, she was surprisingly submissive on the inside. And Brad made use of that hidden perk as best as he could. In one of her last stretching poses, her ass was on full display for Brad, so he got up and slapped it as hard as he wanted.
"Don't you think you've stretched enough yet?" Brad said overly confident.
Unbeknownst to him, Laura's smile was as wide as can be as her face got red, clearly turned on to no end by his forceful move on her. She stood up straight, her melon-sized breasts fearing to slam down onto his head and knock him out cold.
"Y-Yes, maybe..." she answered shily, a full contrast to the rest of her powerful body.
Brad smiled as well, and as he's done in his own memory beforehand, he instinctively tried to lift Laura up, his hand under her buttcheeks which after a soft layer of fat felt rock-hard. In all of his excitement he must have forgotten just how heavy he made her with all those changes. Laura looked down at him, visibly confused as 1. he tried to lift and 2. he turned around and got a hold of that (to her) little remote again. With his back towards her, he fiddled around with the remote until she heard a loud beeping sound after which her lover turned around again...
... her absolutely musclebound, super-hung lover. Laura just loved this guy. Despite being more than two feet shorter than her, he had muscles far too large for his own good... and she loved it. Step after step, her short, but massive stud returned to her, each being forceful enough by his weight alone to shake the floot below their feet. With his tree-trunk legs and pumpkin-sized biceps filled to the brim with steel-hard muscles, he casually lifted her off the ground like as if she were a piece of paper.
She loved him carrying her like this, her face becoming they epitome of red in an instant. Brad got a hold of that through the gap between her boobs, and shifted his grip. He began holding her up with just his left arm while his right arm moved right for her pussy, plunging two fingers inside before letting go with his left arm. Now she was lifted up by just one arm, with parts of his hand occupied making her squirm like never before. Laura always knew that Brad was strong, extremely strong, but this was straight up insane! She thought about asking him about his work-out routine right after their current one, but as her brain was melting more and more by the incredible pleasure, that question was getting increasingly redundant.
Brad of course knew that her sensitivity spiked after the latest remote use, and he was more than willing to take it to the next level as he looked down at his 20 inch baseball bat throbbing with excitement.