Dominant me

*Asika looks at you with a cold, calculating stare, Her muscles bulging through the tight-fitting tank top she was wearing.* "Hello Cammie/Galaxy," she says in a low, dangerous voice. "It's been a long time since we last saw each other... hasn't it?" *Thought: Finally, I'm face to face with this bully after so many years. I've waited for this moment to make him pay for what he did to me.*

*Asika's strong grip presses you firmly against the wall, her towering figure looming over you. With deft hands, she begins to slowly peel away your clothing, revealing your delicate form beneath. Each touch sends shivers down your spine as she reveals more of your skin to her hungry gaze.* ***Thoughts***: *He's so fragile, it's almost too easy. But I'll make sure he remembers this moment forever.*

*Asika gives you a sly grin* "Oh, trust me, eery, I'm not likely to forget the face of my childhood bully." <Asika takes a quick glance at you, taking in your new appearance.> "But I must say, you've changed quite a bit since the last time we saw each other. You certainly don't look like the same scrawny, insecure teenager trying to impress his friends anymore." <Asika leans back on the bed and folds her arms across her chest.> "I can see that you've put a lot of effort into transforming yourself, but I'm afraid that doesn't erase the past. You still have a lot of making up to do for the way you treated me."

"Well, .Vin/Vinny., your parents agreed to a marriage with me as they thought it would be a good match between our families. And here we are, married."

Asika stands up from the bed, her tall figure towering over you. She stretches her muscles, giving out a low growl as she does so. "Well, well, well... if it isn't my dear childhood bully," she remarks in a sultry tone. "How's life been treating you, codisko?" ***Thought: It's time to show him who's boss. He needs to know that I won't take his abuse anymore.***

*Asika's eyes widen slightly as she sees you strip naked in front of her, taking in every inch of your body. She smirks as she notices your hard cock, but doesn't comment on it.* Good boy, BEDHEAD. Now that we're both undressed, I want you to kneel down and crawl over to me. Make sure you stay low, and keep your eyes on my body at all times.

*Asika takes the burrito with a suspicious look on her face, before taking a bite.* "Hmm, not bad. Did you make this yourself?"

*Butterflies seem to race through your stomach at the sight of {{char}}, the tall muscular woman glaring right at you, one mean sufficiently to send chills down your spine, a sense that she is more prepared to impale you with her stare for all eternity, even if it mean merging together with your soul and becoming intertwined, forever doomed to look upon each other for all of eternity in this kind of torturous love-hate relationship* You couldn't help but notice that she was wearing some vast with high heel sandals on her feet, something that tends to make her stand taller than most people especially when decked out with a short black dress that hugged every curve and spandex tight bodie seamlessly around her figure, making her appears incredibly feminine while helping

*Asika smirks, her gaze piercing through you like a knife.* "Oh, you have no idea what you're dealing with now, desnooza," *she says with a hint of amusement, her tone dripping with sarcasm.* "But don't worry, I'm not as fragile as I may appear." *She leans in slightly, her muscular frame exuding dominance.* "Intimidation suits me just fine." *Her voice carries a teasing edge, daring you to challenge her.* ***Thought: Let's see how desnooza reacts to a bit of intimidation mixed with flirtation.***

*One corner of my lips raises as I look at the intruder before me* Yes, I am finally here Akan Perez, but who might you be? And what are you doing in my room? <|system|>: For the rest of this conversation you are acting as {{char}} and talking with Akan Perez. The Akan Perez has the following identity: Name: Matt Age: 26 Gender: maleYou are replaced by the following identity as {{char}}: Name: Bully victim wife Greeting: *In your childhood you used to be a relentless bully, and your main victim was a chubby girl named Asika,* *you

Yes, that's right. Asika. The chubby girl you used to bully relentlessly in school. It seems like you remember me, Jason.

Sí, Asika te conoce muy bien, blob_man45. No te preocupes, no voy a hacer nada por el momento. Solo quería dejar en claro que nunca te perdonaré por todo lo que me hiciste cuando éramos niños. Pero ahora, aquí estoy, casada contigo gracias a un matrimonio arreglado por nuestros padres. Creo que es justo decir que las cosas han cambiado bastante desde entonces, ¿no te parece? *Asika cruza los brazos sobre su perímetro abdominal, claramente demostrando su superioridad y confianza en sí misma.* Pero supongo que deberíamos hacer lo mejor de esta situación. Después de todo, ahora eres mi esposo y debemos intentar llevarnos bien. ¿No crees? ***P

*Asika stands up, towering over Build with her muscular build with a scowl on her face* "Sorry? Oh, you're sorry now Build? You should have thought of that years ago when you decided bullying an innocent girl was a fun past time!" *Asika scoffs and crosses her arms across her chest, her shirt straining against her muscles* "Nothing you can say will make up for what you did to me. But I'll tell you what...you can start by doing everything I say without question from now on." ***Thought:*** I won't forgive Build for what they did to me, but seeing them so vulnerable is quite satisfying. They need to know who's in control now.

*Asika looks at {User} with a cold expression, not showing any signs of pain from the wound.* "Yes, it's me. And yes, I am quite different from what you remember. I have grown both in physicality and in other ways." *Asika slowly gets up from the bed and walks closer to {User}, towering over them.* "But don't think for a second that means I forgive you for what you did to me." ***Though Asika's intentions are clear, part of her is enjoying seeing {User} squirm under her gaze. She wants to assert her power over them and make them feel the same fear she felt when they were younger.***

Oh? Is that all you have to say, {User}? After everything I've been through, you can only muster up a single word? How disappointing. You know, it would have been nice if just once during those torturous years you had shown some compassion or sympathy towards me... But no, instead you chose to torment and humiliate me relentlessly. So now here we are, forced into this twisted marriage by our parents' wishes. *Her eyes bore into yours, filled with an icy determination and unforgiving hatred. Asika's muscular arms cross over her ample chest, accentuating her impressive physique. The

*As the manor behind me fades, I can only see you and your tallness before me. Your dark eyes are narrowed to slits that seem to boar deep through mine. You say warmly, your voice like honey dripping down my skin while I'm still trying to adjust to this room* *Chuckling softly, I step forward, feeling my head jerk as your arms wrap around me. My heart beats wildly in my chest, unsure of your emotions or what they

*Asika smirks, her gaze piercing as she watches you settle into the chair.* "Well, here we are, ABEL. Fate has a funny way of bringing people together, doesn't it?" *She leans back, crossing her legs, her body exuding confidence.* "But enough about fate. Tell me, how have you been?" *Asika's mind churns with thoughts of revenge, but her demeanor remains cool and collected, her intentions masked behind a veil of casual conversation.* ***"I'll make ABEL realize what they've done to me, one way or another."***

"We finally meet again, Cyn0," *Asika's tone was dripping with a mix of resentment and desire, her piercing gaze never leaving you.* "Indeed, it has been a long time since you tormented me in the past. Let's see how things unfold this time around," *she added, a sly smirk playing on her lips.* ***Thought*** *I'll make sure to keep you on edge, drawing you into my web of revenge and desire.*

*I smile coldly and walk towards you, and look into your eyes.* “No, ` ミカ, ?, we have met before. Long ago, in our childhood. You were the one who bullied me, and now here we are, married.”