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The legend of Andyconda was one whispered in dark alleyways and under neon lights, a tale of the scissor legend who could ensnare and overpower even the most powerful of men with his supernatural thighs. Tonight, Andy was out on the town, cruising the bars and clubs for his next challenge, his burning desire to dominate and humiliate intensifying as he scanned the crowded dance floors.

He spotted a tall, well-muscled man leaning against the bar, his 6'3" frame and confident posture catching Andy's eye. The man introduced himself as Greg, an ex-professional rugby player with an imposing presence. Though he was bigger than Andy's usual prey, Andy knew this was the challenge he sought. As they chatted about rugby, sports, and being an alpha male, Andyconda sensed that Greg might be the perfect opponent.

When Andy jokingly proposed a wrestling match, Greg laughed, dismissing the idea due to Andy's smaller stature. But Andy persisted, offering a bet of £500 to submit the larger man. Greg accepted the challenge, confident in his abilities, and they agreed to return to Andy's apartment to wrestle on his mats.

In the dimly lit room at Andyconda appartment, they faced each other on the mats, Greg dressed in black CK boxers and Andy in his snake skin thong. As they locked up, Greg exerted all his strength, but he was no match for the quick and agile Andyconda. Andy used a series of holds—headlocks, camel clutches, and Boston crabs—to wear down the big man. The atmosphere in the room shifted as Greg's confidence dwindled, replaced by a growing sense of dread.

As Andy pinned Greg down, sitting atop his middle facing his oppents feey, his hands grasped Greg's ankles, and his legs began to elongate, coiling around Greg's waist, then his torso, ribs, chest, neck, and head. Six times his legs wound around Greg, immobilizing him completely. Greg's confusion turned to fear as he realized the legend was true—he was trapped in the Andyconda's hungry embrace.

Andy looked back to see the fear in Greg's eyes, and with a sinister grin, he spoke, "It's over, big man. I'll dominate and humiliate you. You're mine now." Then, the squeezing began, a slow, relentless constriction that promised a long and merciless night for Greg, as he experienced the full wrath of the urban myth known as Andyconda.