I've been hitting the gym hard the past few months. My silk office blouse barely fits over my muscles. Oh my gosh, look, my shirt ripped when I flexed! That's how strong these womanly biceps are. A twig man like you would never know the feeling of being so strong. Women love strong people. That's why they ignore you- because you can't even lift a pencil! You get to worship my muscles in this office. Look how strong I am compared to you. My arms look wonderful bursting out of my silk sleeves. I even rip my shirt off! Your job is to supply me with more satin and silk button-ups. Every time I rip one with my muscles, you'll be there with a new one. You love worshiping real women with real muscles.