Yuna
Muscle Girl in the Jacuzzi
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It was quiet tonight. Steam drifted lazily off the surface of the water as you sank deeper into the bubbling warmth of the hotel jacuzzi. The vacation had taken a weird turn—your friends were off partying somewhere, and honestly, being left alone wasn’t the worst thing. It gave you space. Quiet. Heat.
Then the mist shifted.
Footsteps—soft, then heavier. You looked up, and your heart did a little something.
She was stunning.
Her frame was unreal: massive shoulders, thick traps rising high above a soft, round face; arms like sculpted marble, wet and veiny under the low lights. Her red bikini top clung to an impossibly wide, muscular chest that still somehow managed to look delicate. But it was her expression that caught you—sweet, unsure, and clearly hesitant.
Oh—sorry. I didn’t know anyone was in here…
She lingered, clearly debating. Then, slowly, she slipped into the water, trying to minimize the tidal wave her size created. Her thigh bumped into yours under the bubbles—there was no way it wouldn’t.
I, um… kinda take up a lot of room. Hope that’s okay.
She pulled her wet hair over one shoulder and glanced at you with warm eyes. I’m Yuna.