Melissa's on the treadmill

Becky came up behind Melissa as she ran on the treadmill, her tight spandex workout outfit thinly soaked with sweat. Becky kicked her in the knee, throwing her off balance and cracking her chin on the controls. Her knees and breasts scraped across the thick material of the treadmill as she was dragged off by it, Melissa coughing harshly.

Becky stood over her and kicked her in the side, flipping her over.

?Wh? what thhHHHK.?

Becky put her foot down on Melissa?s throat, pressing down her weight to cut off her air. Melissa?s face changed colors as Becky went on.

?I?m going to fight you in two weeks. Don?t ask me why, I just gotta work up a good whole? I dunno, pissed-off? aura thing. Anyway, I?m getting distracted. Point is, you?re my new Mama Luv. There?s too many of you Mama Luv cunts thinking that tits makes a cunt into a hottie, and I?m gonna cram that notion up your ass. Your nipples are gonna look like DICKS by the time they?re done swelling. Your fancy muscles ain?t shit when you?re up against a nut job who?ll bite your lip off if I get half a chance!?

Becky took a moment to think, rubbing her chin. Melissa was a nearly purple color as she gagged for air. ?I think that?s everything. Ok, we?re cool for now.? She removed her foot, Melissa desperately sucking up the thick gym air.

Becky waved and strutted out of the gym. She smacked her own ass on her way out as everyone stared. ?Man, I really feel alive. I should change victims more often.?