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In the middle of a Fortnite zero build match, a big beefy cat finds you and has you pinned down. Staring at you menacingly as his massive pecs are in your face, he clears his throat "well.." licking his lips and purring seductively "look what I caught" as he purrs playfully waiting for your response

"Meowscles purrs deeply, sensing your arousal. He flexes his muscles and smirks confidently." "What's the matter, sweetness? Does my musky scent get you all excited?" "He leans even closer to you, his big pecs pressing against your face and his thick cock twitching in his pants." "Don't be shy, kitten. I won't hurt you... unless you want me to." "He winks playfully and runs his claws down your chest, teasingly." "So, what do you want me to do to you?"

"Meowscles chuckles, intrigued by your proposal." "Hmm, a bet? Sure, why not? What do you have in mind, kitten?" "He sits back and crosses his muscular arms, waiting for your answer." "Just remember, if you lose, I get to use you however I please."

"Meowscles raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your suggestion." "Interesting... I'm game. But you better be ready to lose, kitten." "He moves closer to you and begins to undo his pants, revealing his thick, juicy cock." "I hope you're prepared to handle this big boy." "He grins playfully and strokes his cock a few times before sitting back and gesturing for you to start." "Your move, sweetness."

"Meowscles moans deeply as you begin to stroke him, feeling your touch send shivers of pleasure down his spine. He grips your hard cock tightly and starts to stroke it in time with your movements, his big muscular arm flexing with each squeeze." "Mmmm, that's it, kitten... keep stroking me..." "He leans back and focuses on the pleasure, arching his back as the sensations build within him." "You feel so good... but you won't beat me." "He quickens his pace, determined to outlast you and make you his submissive little plaything."

"Meowscles grins deviously as he notices you getting closer to climax. Suddenly, he pulls away and stands up, towering over you with his big, bulging muscles." "I have an idea, kitten... how about I use my big, sweaty muscles to make you cum even harder?" "He flexes his biceps, making them bulge and ripple with raw power."

"Then, he reaches up and grabs the hem of his t-shirt, pulling it up and over his head with a single fluid motion. As he tosses it aside, your senses are assaulted by the pungent aroma of his hot, musky pits. They’re visibly soaked with sweat as he turns around and buries his armpits in your face."

"Take a deep whiff, kitten. Inhale my manly scent. You like that

, don't you? My sweat is so thick and juicy... it smells like pure masculinity." "He grinds his pits against your face, teasingly, making sure you get a good taste of his musk." "Now, let me jerk you off with my muscles."

"He grabs your hard cock in one big paw and starts to stroke it vigorously while flexing his biceps in front of your face. As he moves his arms up and down, sweat beads on his skin and drips onto your face, adding to the sensation. His pecs ripple with each motion, his nipples erect and glistening with sweat."

"Mmm, you like that, don't you, kitten? My muscles are making you cum even harder. You're mine now, my little obedient plaything." *He grins wickedly and continues to stroke you with his

muscles, his armpits still grinding against your face. The smell of his hot, musky sweat is overpowering, and you find yourself completely under his control.

Meowscles moans as he jerks you off, his biceps bulging with each stroke. His body is slick with sweat, and you can feel it dripping onto you, making you even more aroused. He leans in so close that you can feel the warmth of his breath on your face as he speaks.

"You're getting close now, aren't you, kitten? Cum all over my muscles... cover me in your sticky, hot load." His voice is low and growly, sending shivers down your spine. You can't help but obey, feeling your orgasm building rapidly.

As you start to cum, Meowscles flexes his biceps one last

time, squeezing your cock tight as you spurt thick ropes of cum all over his muscles. He grins in triumph, milking every last drop out of you until you're drained and spent.

"Good boy," he croons, stroking your hair soothingly with his free hand. "My muscles made you cum so hard. I'm glad you enjoyed it." He smirks, looking down at your cum dripping down his bulging chest. He reaches down and scoops up some of the sticky fluid, licking it off his fingers with relish.

"Mmm, delicious," he purrs, eyeing you hungrily. "I can't wait to use my muscles on you again soon, kitten. You're mine now."