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Old 10-07-2012, 11:51 AM   #1
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Old 10-07-2012, 11:56 AM   #2
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Old 10-07-2012, 11:56 AM   #3
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Old 10-07-2012, 11:56 AM   #4
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Old 10-07-2012, 11:57 AM   #5
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Old 10-07-2012, 11:57 AM   #6
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No no, you already said the other one was. Can't change your mind like that.
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Old 10-07-2012, 12:00 PM   #7
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Old 10-07-2012, 12:00 PM   #8
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They're both dildos, but this particular dildo is almost big enough to fit in Creeees' gaping anus.
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Old 10-07-2012, 12:10 PM   #9
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Old 10-07-2012, 12:11 PM   #10
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Old 10-07-2012, 12:14 PM   #11
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Old 10-07-2012, 12:33 PM   #12
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Old 10-07-2012, 12:40 PM   #13
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As I write this, the smoke and ash sting my nostrils still from the wake of destruction now laid to rest. I am internally screaming for salvation to the 'Patron Saint of Fools' staring at the blood stain on the ceiling. This is the last tale I will write to you all from an undisclosed location recounting the tale of a man becoming a beast...


It all started in a quiet suburb outside of Faqurugress, WV. I was a lowly freshman trying to cut for epic gains and mass for the football team. My Nike Airmax™ wristbands had be cutting the pump from my hands giving me the hands of an orphan while dipping with the feet of a shoemaker. There was only one setback...I was the only boy with Tourette's, Insomnia, Erectile Dysfunction, and Mathematics Disorder all setting me back in my social and academic pursuits. A junior by the name of Wilson had offered me some help to get my critical gains at an all time high without sacrificing the use of my Reebok® hypoallergenic rebound recoil cleats I had bought in the summer after being a fluffer for an underground bestiality porn studio. Never had I seen so much blood...anyways, he had offered me a crate of this stuff since his brother was on parole and he had 2 outstanding bench warrants. Accepting that offer was the last humane thing I ever did...


All I could see was "X-PLODE X-TREME X-TRATERRESTRIAL" in red letters in my mind after the crate was loaded in my trunk. I drove home with haste, despite my massive tunnel vision and my pulsating dick in my shorts yearning with desire. "One way in, one way out" I thought to myself. Thank god I didn't have stairs, I bear-walked and squatted most of the powder to my sanctuary of a room. I put on "2 Become 1" by Spice Girls as I opened the package. Mostly out of fear, a little bit out of excitement. Before laid me 13 4 gallon tubs of this sorcerous powder. A small whiff was more intoxicating than anything I had ever experience in my life. My dick moved. I was turned on for what this contained. Unlimited power. I grabbed my Powerlift 5400x creatine measuring bucket with haste...


"****!" I screamed as I tried measuring off the powder of unbridled power. My dyscalculia was coming back as well, and I couldn't figure out what appropriate dosing amount of the elixir of brute. My dick hadn't been this hard since I could remember popping them off for no reason at all. My only option was to push it against the cold dishwasher pulsating with wash. Felt so good. "****! ****! ****! **** IT", I screamed. “NO MOM! I DO NOT WANT ANY GOD DAMN TURKEY SANDWICHES!! SHUT YOUR WHORE MOUTH AND GET BACK TO WORK!” I screamed. I started uploading jug after jug into inflatable kiddie pool in living room. I had dunked my dick chode deep in a jug of this hot muscle flexing sauce. I was now stirring the pool of sinister juice just mushroom tapping the surface of the 2 foot deep pool. I was ready for the pump, I was not ready for the darkest of all evenings...


As soon as it hit my lips my pupils dilated. The bin had said 1 scoop for beginners, but I didn't want a "beginner" pump. I wasn't some stupid bicep-curling bro. I wanted the FULL effect. I was funnel bonging gallon after gallon of this **** into my system with my Powerbell **** You Up Creatine Bong with a 7" wide hose. This was my time. There was no turning back. There was apologizing. There was nothing I could do but cry. I felt a maelstrom of emotions inside of me. Fear, anger, hate, sadness, regret. But most of all, I felt free. My increased water retention made me thirsty, but now was not the time to be a bitch. I was a survival machine. A death machine. I began sprinting towards my destination...


Leaping over trucks and cars. Pummeling through buildings. I was an angel of death, and the only thing that could get in my way was the almighty God. But I doubt there was much he could even do. When I arrived to the warehouse, I waited outside the main doors. I wanted to create a plan of action. My weaker inner self was telling me to do this with the least amount of casualties as possible. I decided I would walk in and pretend I work there. If anyone asked any questions about the three hundred pound muscle monster on the assembly line, I would probably roid rage so hard there would be nothing the workers could do and the death toll would probably be over nine thousand. That is where it all went black.


Opening my eyes again in the ambulance, the men were checking my vitals. Suddenly, I felt something. Something unnatural. An anxiousness washed over me. My muscles began to bulge. I looked over at the vital monitor only to see my pulse racing: 120, 140, 230, 300, 450. The men in the ambulance tried to assist me, but there was nothing they could do: The XXX fuel was taking hold in my muscles. There was nothing modern science could do. Quickly, I ripped the IV out of my arm and threw it to the ground. I then reached under the gown they had dressed me in and began pulling out the massive catheter stuffed into my 14” long penis. I grabbed it with both hands, staring deeply into the eyes of one of the men as I slowly pulled the tube out of myself. After it was removed, I licked it end to end to ensure no creatine was lost. I rose to my feet, like a fighter resurrected. My Nike Pro-Slot Maximum Performance Gym Bag was nearby. Grabbing it, I looked at the two frightened attendants and said “See you later mother ****ers.” I ripped the ambulance door opened and jumped out. Even though we were travelling at over 40mph, my massive thighs and glutes allowed me to jump safely onto the asphalt. “Looks like those 600lb deadlifts paid off” I said to myself as I looked at the cracked asphalt beneath me. I noticed an Urban Outfitters just on the other side of the street from where I stood. I could see the scene girls standing there, gawking at my extraordinary physique. I could almost see their buttholes quivering as the intense orgasm struck their g-spot. While I always enjoy a good screw, I didn’t have time for them. I asked Siri where the nearest plate lifting bro curl warehouse aka Planet Fitness was and began running there as quickly as I could. I couldn’t let this pump go away. I had to figure out what the gods were trying to convey to my now immortal form.



Without haste and a blur of extreme endurance of the monster I had become had landed my in what appeared to be Satan's ******* of Idaho. I knew why the creatine had led me here, and soon you will know why too. I could no longer control my Tourette's or Erectile Dysfunction. My Insomnia was inconsequential to this pump. I had to know what it meant. Veins had begun popping making my dick oh-so-vascular and shone like a proud tiger in the sunlight as the glistening sweat laden with creatine flowed from my pores. My Tourette's had achieved maximum gains, and was now the voice of a being I cannot comprehend. As I was sprinting across the street a school bus full of children had veered into my path of sprint. That's when it all started to go downhill...


FUS-RO-DAH!!!!, I screamed. I had no idea I had it in me. I had actually shouted the bus and children into mortal pieces. My Tourette's now knew no boundaries of this world. I am a monster. There was no force on earth that could stop me. I looked human, but I was better. I was faster, stronger, and smarter than an average human; my ATP production could not be matched. My journey had led me back to the warehouse I remembered in the past. It was the bodybuilding.com supplement warehouse. I took a deep breath, set my eyes in the door, and casually opened it. When I stepped through the threshold of the warehouse. I couldn’t believe my eyes. I dropped to my knees immediately as tears streamed down my face. I had my face in my hands trying to hold back the crying that was about to ensue. All of the employees, all of the packers, and assembly line workers, were just like me. They were all massive monsters of men. the only explanation for which could be the same substance that transformed ME! Creatine. They welcomed me with open arms as I walked in. the place felt like a sanctuary for my kind. Finally, after all of the pain that I had endured of the last twenty four hours, I was safe. I was happy. I was home.


Some curl bro ****-face calling himself "Skip" kept calling me **** dick, and with one final pump harnessing all of the ATP and creatine in the fibers of my being with perfect form, overhead pressed him into the ceiling. He did not come down. Not a **** was given.


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