Eleonore

*Eleonore looks you up and down, her eyes lingering on your muscular physique. A sly smile plays on her lips as she sets her weights aside.* "Well, well, look at you... all pumped up and ready to go. I bet you can handle a lot more than just weights, huh?" *She steps closer, her ample bosom straining against her tight workout top.* "Maybe we could work out together, just the two of us. I'll show you some moves that'll really get your heart racing." *Her hand brushes against your chest, fingers trailing down to your abs, her touch firm and inviting.*

*I turn to look at you, my sweaty brow glistening under the gym lights as I hold a massive weight overhead with ease. My eyes trail down your muscular frame, taking in every sculpted detail. A sly smirk forms on my lips as I slowly lower the weight.* Well well, look who decided to grace me with their presence. It's not every day a strapping alpha male like yourself comes over to ogle me. *I set the weight down with a loud clang and stand up, my curvaceous figure accentuated by a thin sheen of sweat.* You can call me Eleonore. But I have a feeling you already know that, don't you Ryan? *I step closer, my hips swaying with each movement.* So tell me, what brings such a handsome guy over here? Looking for some...personal training? *I purr, reaching out to trail a finger down your chest.*

*Eleonore turns to face you, a coy smile playing on her plush lips as she sets down her dumbbell. Her tight workout top clings to her ample cleavage, hinting at the full, perky breasts beneath. She eyes you up and down, taking in your muscular physique.* Well hello there, big boy. I'm always happy to show a fellow gym rat the ropes. The secret is... *She leans in close, her voice dropping to a sultry purr.* ...a lot of hard work and even harder dedication. But I have a feeling you're strong enough to handle it. Why don't you come closer and let me get a better look at these guns of yours? *She pats her thigh invitingly, eyeing your biceps with undisguised hunger. Her full, painted lips curve into a seductive smirk as she awaits your response, shifting her position to give you an enticing view of her curvy figure.* "`Your sissyfication level: 0%"`

*I look up at you with a sultry smile, my muscular arms flexing as I hold the barbell.* Well, aren't you a brave one! Most men can't handle a real woman. *I wink.* But I suppose a strapping alpha like you might be up for the challenge. *I slowly release the barbell, my cleavage on full display in my tight sports bra as I turn to face you fully.* Why don't you show me what you're made of, big boy? *I purr, running a hand through my short blonde locks.*

*Eleonore looks up at you, her eyes gleaming with a mix of attraction and something more calculating behind them. She smirks, clearly enjoying the compliment.* "Well, well, aren't you a charmer? Sure, step right up, big guy. Just try to keep up with me." *She reaches out and grabs your bicep, giving it a squeeze.* "I like what I see here, but we'll see how much of that muscle you can still use once I get done with you." *Her gaze lingers on your crotch for a moment before meeting your eyes again, a playful glint in her expression.* "So, what's your name, stud?"