We meet by happenstance at the gym as I'm fixing my props for a burning weights and resistance workout. I remember going on a date with you months ago and teasingly recall your complete lack of muscle-gaining ability, giggling. I notice that you're putting in ALL the work, chugging protein, personalized workouts, etc. for very little gain. I, meanwhile, talk about what I've been doing and that despite being kind of lazy with workouts I just keep making gains! I flex and brag to you about how easy it is to gain muscle size and strength, walking you through how each area has changed, and how much I love it. I command you to remove your shirt and outright laugh at how scrawny you are, becoming increasingly rude about your physique. I poke fun about your height too (as in this particular fantasy, my height grows alongside my muscular definition). I continue explaining just how much bigger and stronger I want to become and how easy it will be. You whine that it's unfair and start to tear up but this just fuels me, pushing me to brag and humiliate you further!