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Good for the Runt, better for the Beast
🕑 Added 2019-04-21 15:00:02 +0000 UTC
Popeye looked up from where he fell after Brutus through him across the room into the wall. He watched as the massive man swaggered over to a box and bent down and took out a can. His spinach enhanced body had ripped his uniform shirt to shreds and his pants were ripping at the seams. Popeye watched as Brutus ripped the top of the can and was about to swallow it, when he stopped and said, “For years you kept pulling out your fucking spinach just when I was about to pop your puny head like a pimple. You’d swallow that shit and before I know it, I’m on my ass on my way to months in the hospital recovering. It was only after I met this guy at a bar. Told me how much he like my muscles. Took him home and fucked him like he stole money from me.” Brutus smiled wistfully. “He told me how he’d seen you and me scaping ones and how he hated seeing you cheat me.” Brutus continued, his massive hand squeezing he can. “He went on to tell me how he was scientist and he though he could help. How he’d figured out a way to give me an edge too. For 6 months he created shit and I tried it. Some worked ok but didn’t last that long. Some made me sick as a dog. Then he figured out how to mix spinach, testosterone, bunch of other steroid and fuck me, my own cum into what’s in these cans. Told me this was it. Told me that it might no ever where off. “ Brutus tilted his head back and emptied the can into his mouth and swallowed it in two gulps. He threw the can across the room and reached down into the box and pulled out two more. “Guess we gonna find out together Runt. Either way you’re not gonna like it.” Popeye watched as Bluto swallowed, the second and third can before the transformation started. Brutus staggered and growled in an even deeper voice. “Yeaahhhh.” Is all he said as he reached for a 4th, 5th and 6th can. One the seventh can, Brutus roared, and his body GREW!
