





Hi boys! This past week was a quick work trip to Las Vegas. It was the biggest gathering that I've attended since 2019 (pre-pandemic) and I met with lots of people who I haven't seen in three years, and many people that I encountered for the first time. And as you'd expect, my huge muscles often took center stage 😊. Outside of one frankly huge powerlifter guy, I was the biggest and strongest person out of the hundreds who gathered. Even though I've always been tall, all of this new mass and strength has given me so much confidence. When I'm speaking and gesturing with my hands, I can see their eyes roaming over my bulging arms. When I'm talking to a man one-on-one, I can see his gaze drop to my thick, pulsing pecs. I can feel them watching my thighs bunch up with power as I strut into a room on my pretty pedicured feet. Like everyone else, I used to sheepishly ask "excuse me" to make my way through a crowd. These days, people tend to move apart to let me walk through. I don't have to ask. It's a primitive instinct when they're in the presence of someone with such obvious strength and power. Let me tell you: it's absolutely intoxicating 😊. I love how my muscles do so much talking for me. I love how they can command this wonderful mix of lust, wonder, and respect. And when I'm interacting with a bunch of men, it's lovely to think about how many of them will fantasize about me, and dream of worshipping my body the next time that they touch themselves. It's good to be a goddess ❤️. Thank you for all of your support and encouragement! I'm still very much at the beginning of this journey!