Anna couldn’t resist teasing Brandon after he made yet another comment about his “massive” shape. Before he could answer, she flexed—smooth, defined muscle rising along her arm with effortless confidence. Brandon blinked, surprised by how solid she looked. Curious, she checked their weight difference… and laughed. “Alright,” she said, brushing her hands together. “Let’s try something fun.” "Come on. Piggyback. Sit on my back." Brandon laughed, thinking she was joking until he saw the steady, confident way she held her posture. "You’re serious?" He climbed onto her back, still twice her weight, his arms loosely hooking around her shoulders. The moment he settled, Anna tightened her stance… and then effortlessly rose to a full stand, lifting him as if he were nothing more than a gym bag. She took a few steady steps forward, strong and controlled, while he clung tighter in disbelief. Anna just smiled, enjoying the look on his face as she proved once again that strength doesn’t always come from size. Brandon just hung there, speechless while Anna enjoyed every second of proving her point.