What, Even The Biggest Of Bodybuilders Need A Cheat Day Once In A While. Especially When They've Gained

What, even the biggest of bodybuilders need a cheat day once in a while. Especially when they've gained over 100 pounds of muscle in the last month, that's a achievement worth celebrating.

He was sure that this would have gotten him fired, but apparently using a ritual to slowly transform into a demon wasn't enough for his boss to pull the plug. He sighed. Even after taking the most drastic measure's he knew, he was still stuck in the hell he knew best: capitalism.

He glanced down at his body for a moment, seeing his newly reddened skin stretched to the limits with hundreds of pounds of muscle, his heart thrumming with an infernal power. It wouldn't be long now. Soon enough, all of his current problems would seem minuscule compared to what he would become.

"I ain't too used to all of this office work yet, but it ain't that bad. It's a lot easier to go all out in the gym now that I'm now tiring myself out at work. Results kind of speak for themself at this point, and my boyfriend sure does like it."

“His ass is stuck in the truck. You heard me. His ass is stuck. In the truck. What do you mean give him his next dose? Your best plan is for him to fucking outgrow the damn thing? Huh. Well. You know. I can’t think of any other way to get him out of there… “

You can see anything on the subway in New York, you know?

He’ll be your tour guide for the afternoon.