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March 2023 Prompt Sneak Peak - Uber-Mass
🕑 Added 2023-03-31 22:29:42 +0000 UTCSorry for taking so long guys, been busy with life and uni. Got most of the story written but I need to finish editing over the weekend. By Saturday night/Sunday afternoon, I'll have the full story out.
Till then, enjoy this peak.
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In a city gym, a well-muscular bodybuilder was hard at work on the weights. The older man grunted deeply, lifting the large weights, his muscles bulging out from the struggle as sweat dripped off him, soaking his tank top. After a few more reps, the man placed the weighted bar back on the holder before he reached over and grabbed his towel, working to wipe down the bench he had been working out on. Removing the weights from the bar and putting them back in their place, the heavy-set man picked up his bag and began to make his way through the gym towards the locker room, making sure to give a show of his large form to the smaller men in the gym.
‘Heh, no one can match my size.’ Tobias thought to himself, passing by the walls of mirrors and raising an arm in a flex. The muscular bodybuilder’s body glistened with sweat and the shining of his silver body hair. As he took a look over his impressive form, Tobias’s eyes glanced over at some of the passing younger men, noticing how their figures were fit enough to rival his own. Frowning at the sight, Tobias moved on as he knew for a fact his weight and size had plateaued for the past few weeks, which was only aggravated more by how the latest competition was quickly approaching. Sighing a bit, Tobias kept going through the gym, though he paused momentarily when he saw that a stall had been set up beside the locker room door.
“Hey there, big guy. Looking to get big?” The slim man stationed behind the stall said when he noticed the approaching Tobias. Getting closer, Tobias glanced up at the sign overhead advertising something called ‘Uber-Mass’.
“Listen, I don’t need anything. Especially some fake stuff called Uber-Mass or whatever.” Tobias said, tired of the offers for products that did nothing or were effectively steroids, getting him blacklisted from the competition circuit. The well-built older man began to move away before he stopped when the man behind the stall spoke up.”
“You heard of M.A.S.S. Inc and their products, right?” The man managing the stall asked, drawing Tobias’s attention. Most men were aware of M.A.S.S. inc and their growth products, not to mention the amount of property damage that is caused.
“Yeah, I also know that most bodybuilding competitions ban their use.” Tobias stated, recalling his main reason for never taking their products. Of course, whilst there were M.A.S.S. Inc promoted competitions, Tobias felt it wasn’t really worth getting so big without the actual effort.
“Well, that’s where Uber-Mass comes in. These products not only help you grow at a more believable rate than M.A.S.S. Inc’s own products but with it being of a more mundane size and undetectable in the competition circuit. With Uber-Mass, you will be guaranteed growth with only one can of our mixture.” The stall owner said, smiling as he brought up what looked like a six-pack of the product. The cans all decorated with an image of a flexed arm against a vibrant red can.
“Hmm, well I guess one can couldn't hurt.” Tobias said, fishing out his wallet as he decided that a little boost wouldn't cause any harm for him.
… Or so he thought.
