Surround Yourself With What You Love

Surround yourself with what you love 💜

“Damn, all of this from one scoop.”

15 minutes later...

The expansive living room of his apartment nearly full to the brim with pulsing, mounding, bursting flesh. Lying flat, immobilized by the growth provided by the contents of the canister. The vessel, inverted over his face as he desperately licks every last bit of powder, relishing even in the minute amount of growth it promotes.

He’s already dreaming about his next can.

Regan thought he would look huge in Korea compared to everyone else. He couldn’t have been more wrong.

#28 watched in shocked amazement as the man in front of him in line blew up rapidly. This was no ordinary backstage pump, the mysterious shot administered by one of the show organizers being the first indication before the all too obvious massive result.

The man dropped the performative resistance band before starting a slow waddle to the stage, his arms barely dropping an inch as he let go. #28's gawking stare was only broken by the sharp call out "NEXT."

He took another huge glug of the muscle-building drink, waiting patiently for a few moments before the warmth of growth kicked in. He's been standing there sipping for hours, starting his first swig as a twig of a man.

Lost in the pleasure of his transformation he neglects to notice the can constantly refilling itself. Little did he know when cracking the seal that the muscular ride he was starting was limited only by his desire.

He used the smallest shaker possible to 'make him look huge' blissfully oblivious that no comparison was needed to demonstrate the fact.