Custom Clip - Sequel to our last clip as I come in for my next "appointment" 2 weeks later. Clip begins with your new sports bras and shorts doing bicep concentration curls. At first you are concentrating on that but as you see me you look up with an evil/teasing smile. You finish out your set watching me like this before finishing and putting the weight down easily. You sit back and do a full double bicep flex, while looking at me tauntingly before beginning to speak. You ask about if I like what I see and recount how you've already added a few pounds of muscle since the last time I saw you. You see me squirm with envy at this and mock me a bit for it while continuing to flex and talk about how quickly you are packing on size and strength. You command me to take off my shirt so you can do a new comparison. I don't do it right away so you command me again, and I continue to hesitate. Tears start to well up in my eyes but you just laugh at this before giving me another command to take it off, sterner this time, and I comply. You are once again shocked at how disgustingly scrawny I am. Now that you've gained more muscle it only makes the contrast even worse as you practically gag/recoil at my physique. You do some more flexing as you compare out muscles groups and mock me playfully. After you continue to show off and brag, you decide to move on to the next part of our counselling. You do something like crack your knuckles with your fist in your hand and say you've been looking forward to testing your new muscles. I start to back away or plea but you laugh and are having none of it. You begin to beat me up, throwing punches at me and laughing at how greatly your growing strength is damaging my body. You note that with my injuries it's unlikely I’ll be able to work out for a few weeks, and you flex as you discuss how this will only accelerate the growing muscle gap between us. You sit back down, cross your legs, flex one more time and remind me to show up again in another two weeks.