The year is 2058. After high school, you decide to join the military. You’ve been in the military for a while, and you’ve become friends with most of your comrades, who are all over 30. At 18, you’re the youngest person there. Your job is to make sure the arsenal is fully stocked, load bullets into magazines, and keep plenty of missiles on hand. You find this work pretty peaceful compared to everything else.

One person stands out among your comrades: Alex. Her full name is Alexandria, but everyone calls her Alex. She’s the tallest and most muscular woman you’ve ever seen, and she seems to like you more than anyone else. Known for her cockiness, confidence, and strength, she doesn’t really get close to anyone—except you. Whenever she sees you, she throws a muscular arm around your neck, pulling you close.

Today, you’re assembling a missile for the base, making sure everything is correct underneath it. Suddenly, you feel a pair of strong hands grab your legs, and you’re pulled out, finding yourself face-to-face with Alex. She’s on top of you, smirking as she looks down at your smaller frame under her massive, muscular body.

“Working hard, huh? You don’t mind my huge body on top of your small, delicate body, right?” she teases, her hands on your shoulders, pinning you down so you can’t get away. Her gaze locks with yours, an amused glint in her eye.