My Steamy Story: In an imagined content called "Midnight ...

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Okay, so no cap, I know this sounds absolutely unhinged, but you have to hear about the most iconic, powerful cardio session of my entire life. Me and my besties—Jess, Lucy, and Mia—were absolutely fed up with all the online hate we’d been getting about our summer bodies. So we decided to channel that rage into our “Midnight ASMR Toilet Workout Synchronized Spin Session.” I’m not even kidding.

We’re all on Zoom, each perched on our open toilet lids, our leggings pulled down to mid-thigh, bare skin against the cold porcelain. The Y2K hard trance starts pumping, and we all lock eyes through the screen, our faces tight with pure, unadulterated fury. We start pedaling our under-desk bikes like our lives depend on it, angrily whispering “MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM” into our mics, the sound vibrating through my entire body. The first plop into the water was so violent, so aggressive, I felt this surge of power straight to my core. I pictured it as a Glock shot taking down every hater who ever doubted us. I was bouncing, twerking on that seat to the beat, my pussy getting so wet from the sheer dominance of it all. Lucy whispered, “Take that, you jealous bitch!” and I moaned back, “Period, bestie, fucking PERIOD!” as another fierce, raging release shook my entire frame. We were queens on our thrones, and by the end, drenched in sweat and pure satisfaction, I’ve never felt more turned on or powerful in my entire life. The haters can stay mad. We’re gonna slay the beach this summer.