How can someone be so stupid?

-Did you seriously believe the award? How can someone be so stupid? Why would I give away my entire fortune to someone like you? - I had never felt weak before in all my life, I was always as healthy and big as a bull, but now I was in my new thin, scrawny, and pale form.

-What did you do to me? I feel…sick- I was on my knees, on all fours like a dog look, my arms were no longer huge logs of meat now they were just a couple of bony twigs, my clothes were now so huge my tank top slipped down my small shoulders as if it were a dress.

-Calm down man, you'll survive just take a little of your muscles, and I have to admit I feel FUCKING AMAZING! Is this how you feel all the time? - I looked up and instead of the tiny Asian nerd that was in front of me a couple of minutes ago, there was now a Greek god, a muscular monster of 2 meters.

The first place medal of the bodybuilding contest that hung from my skinny neck slipped and fell to the ground, "I hope you don't mind if I took a little more from you, I changed my little Asian cock for…this" with his powerful hands he ripped off the lycra shorts to show off the dick he had removed, I had seen it every day it was impossible not to recognize that dick slightly curved to the right and that tiny mole on one of my balls.

Without fully understanding what was happening to me or if I was in a nightmare my mind broke, I couldn't resist it anymore I felt disgusted, weak, and helpless. never before did I feel so humiliated and weak as now and the worst of all this is that the tiny and pathetic cock that I now had reacted to the muscular god with massive biceps in front of me.

He started laughing and he pointed at me pointed to the little bulge peeking out of my oversized shorts. -Looks like you're enjoying it, little queer. don't worry, I won't leave you with your "prize" before I get big- He flexed his powerful biceps in front of me giving the same show that I had done a couple of hours ago in front of the stage, Now I was pathetic and he was simply Glorious.

I slowly crawled towards him and started kissing his feet as he posed in front of me, I think it's true what he says, he took more from me than just my genetics, he didn't have my memories or my personality, the only thing left is love for those perfect muscles that had accompanied me all my life.

Those perfect muscles that ask me to worship them every minute of the day every time he comes back totally sweaty from his private gym, I moved into his mansion and now I live as his maid, and if I'm good, I clean the house and do everything. what he tells me. He let me worship those biceps that used to be mine. I'm a little jealous every time he brings a supermodel home and locks himself in to fuck her in his huge bedroom but he's so gentle he doesn't hold back his moans so I can pleasure my little cock on the other side of him. the door.

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