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SACRIFICIAL COURAGE
I locked eyes with the colossal wrestler, sizing up the outrageous proportions of my opponent's build. Sure, I knew he stood a head taller and outweighed me ten times over, but knowing it and standing chest-to-chest with this goliath are two different beasts. Any second now, he'd be all over me in this wrestling showdown.
When I pit my lean, atomweight frame against his massive slabs of muscle—brimming with power, thickness, and sheer mass—I realize it won't take him long to slam me onto the mat. If he decides to go full force, I won't last a heartbeat in his grip without something snapping.
I picture myself pinned beneath him, crushed under the weight of his ultra-jacked body. My chest is narrower than one of his pecs. He doesn't even fully fit on top of me, but he doesn't need to. Just a bit of his weight is enough to do the job.
I'm completely smothered under his muscles, flattened like a pancake by the sheer heft. Only my arms and legs stick out; the rest of me is swallowed up by his gigantic frame. Will my lungs give out, or will my sternum hold up? If he throws himself onto me, the crushing force of his rock-hard, colossal muscles would shatter every bone I've got in an instant.
But even though I know things aren't looking up for me when the match kicks off, I don't mind. No one steps into the ring with a musclebound titan way out of their weight class unless they're ready—and maybe a little aroused—to feel the raw, destructive power and overwhelming mass of a giant deep in their bones. Good thing the match is about to start.

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