Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-35674737-20180829035349

OOOOOO YEAH BROTHA!!!!

You pull squats like a fucking psycho, your thighs fucking destroy Tungsten rods, your biceps are at least the the width of a fucking steamroller, probably a tank, you couldn't measure, and you had a beard filled with wisdom, intelligence, and spare jugs of protein whey powder. You have a Nobel 'Holy fuck dude' prize on your study of Badassatology. You've learned you no longer needed to walk, so you've forced space to bend to your will, contracting space in front of you, and expanding space behind you. You are afucking dude.

Your greatest contest though... Getting a date. You surely thought your 14 inch dick would be an easy way... But dating was hard, so you had to contact your local brosef, but the information was something you never expected to hear... "Be soft." Soft? SOFT?! Fuck being soft! It was true. Even when human girls didn't want to be near you, the Mamano chicks were even intimidated. The Minotaurs were scared, Ogres and Orcs were purposely turning their head away from you... Maybe you shouldn't go out shirtless all the time? Maybe you needed time to think.

Hulkin' it out at the gym, your domain of course. You spot a pair of Mamano. A Baphomet, and the largest Minotaur in your life, she was nearly as tall as you. They seemed to be friends, the Baphomet probably a newbie and her Minotaur friend is trying to help her out. Perfect!

You practiced a quick natural smile. Looking at the reflection of a piece of glass, you looked rather nice! Sweet. Now, time to find the love of my life. You place down your weights and with a natural and reassuring smile, you wave to the two. "Hey! I see your friend is having trouble there." 