>>5171236Ourg makes the mistake of attempting to lift the bag from it's middle, rather than by the chain at it's top.
She struggles to get a firm grip on it as it flops around, but to her credit she does actually get it up onto her shoulder.
"Need some help with that?" You grin.
"N-No! I'm ffffffffine!" She grunts, doing her best to get it hooked into place.
She nearly tumbles backwards as she lifts the bag up at one end to get it a bit higher. It's all very awkward, so you step in to help her regardless.
Stepping in underneath the bag, you lift it up and get it hooked onto the steel frame, which at this point has been bent and is sagging lower than it did previously.
"I would have gotten it on my own..." She grumbles.
"I'm sure you would have. I hate to watch a lady struggle, though."
Ourg blushes, but seems indignant.
"I didn't need your help! I'm pretty strong myself, you know!"
"...Oh yeah?"
"Yeah, i am! Just look at these abs!"
Ourg lifts up her armor and the shirt underneath, revealing a very nicely toned stomach. At the same time, her armor ends up pushing her breasts up practically into her face. God, those are big...
"Not bad, not bad. But you know, just having abs doesn't mean you're strong. Check this out."
You take off your gym shirt, revealing the black sheen of your skinsuit underneath. Ourg seems confused at first, but then you peel off the upper portion of your skinsuit as well, letting it hang down at your waist to reveal your bare torso.
"Woah..." She gasps. "Your core looks like a block of chiseled stone, and your arms are bigger than most people's legs..."
"Core strength is very important. You really need to work on your back as well."
"What's wrong with my back?"
"Your back supports your whole body, man. If you try to throw a punch or swing a weapon like that, you're only going to hurt yourself. Let me guess, you already have a habit of pulling something in your back?"
"Yeah..." She admits. "But i thought that was just because..."
"Because?"
"N-Nothing." She blushes.
"Well, i can show you a few excercises that'll help even you out, if you'd like."
You hear someone clear their throat behind you. It's Kyla.
"Ahem... zo, whad's going on in here?"
Ourg blushes even harder than before and quickly moves to lower her shirt and re-adjust her armor.
"Ah, Kyla? How's your tongue?"
"Id's mozdly fine. Liddle bid swelled."
"That's good. Sorry again about that, i really didn't know."
"Id's fine."
"Well then, we were just comparing our physiques here, if you're interested."
Kyla grins widely as she walks up to your leg and wraps her right hand around it, right under your groin. With her free hand, she grabs a handful of your ass and squeezes.
"Oh, i already know all aboud your physique, honey. Don'd worry aboud thad."
Kyla looks over to the oni as she rubs her hand up and down your leg, never losing that grin of hers.
Ourg blushes so hard that her whole face turns purple.
"OOOOKAYigottagocheckonbaalBYE!"
