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I got salsa on my shirt.

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Dai un'occhiata

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Really great stuff. What prompts do you use to get the great big pecs and huge roid guts?

Thanks! I use Bing’s image creator, and the tricks are constantly evolving. What worked three months ago may not work today. Currently, I use a prompt something like this:

shocking polaroid, gritty and desaturated image, side view, friendly masculine bodybuilder on stage at a roidgut convention flexing his disproportionately huge muscles for the crowd, handsome, confident, defined jawline, cleft chin, wearing a t shirt, jeans, sneakers, enormous octuplet pregnancy belly the size of an orb sticking out twenty feet, his belly is too big for him to reach around, his fans cheer for him as he pushes his belly toward the crowd

To get an image something like this:

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The judges face a very tough decision when it comes to picking a winner at the Mr Roidgut 2035 contest. Each year this new variation (some say mutation, some say degeneration) of bodybuilding becomes even more extreme – and even more popular – as the competitors now emphasize and exaggerate the one feature of a mass-at-any-cost lifestyle they used to try to downplay and hide.

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Mr Gutlympia 2035

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The athlete was ravenous after his meet. Still wet in his swimsuit, he immediately began stuffing himself after he got out of the water. After finishing his large packed lunch, the boy continued to eat off the catering table, and even spent $20 on more than enough hot dogs from the concession stand. It wasn’t until he noticed how tight his waistband had become that he saw how massive he’d stuffed himself. Lost in the bliss of all the food, he’d forgotten he was still in his small speedo. His bloated gut had nothing to hide under as it spilled out in front of him like he was pregnant.

He’d stuffed himself like this before, but never in public, let alone near naked and in public. His routine swimming kept him thin and lean, so when he stuffed himself full, his gut contrasted with his attractive athletic body. He liked that. Standing shirtless and bolted in front of his competitors, their eyes glancing down to his waist, he liked that too.

He soon couldn’t hide his excitement in his small speedo. He finished the last of his water bottle, swelling his gut a few millimeters more, and made his way to the showers. He peeled his wet swimsuit off his bloated body, freeing both his gut and his member from their constraints. He glanced in the mirror at his distended gut hanging off his thin frame, his member twitching below. Before one of his competitors could see his excitement, he got in the shower where he finished himself quickly with one hand, the other tenderly grazing his stretched abdomen.

Slipping into his sweats and a small t shirt, he made his way back to the catering table. Although his shirt sat snugly against his bloated gut, the looser waistband was a relief to his swollen stomach. There was no point in hiding his bloat. He was too full to even try sucking it in whenever an attractive competitor walked by, giving the boy’s belly a quick glance as they grabbed their own food.

He wanted them to look. He found himself pushing his stomach out a bit more whenever he saw someone stealing a glance. He wanted to keep eating. The table in front of him was full of free food. Despite his tight shirt, he grabbed two more sandwiches and began to slowly pack his gut even more, having to take pauses in between each bite to allow the food to find room in his stuffed stomach.

Despite just coming in the shower, his second round of eating had himself getting excited again; his member slowly swelling in his sweatpants under his gut. He’d never eaten this much before. He wasn’t sure how he kept eating. Maybe it was his competitor next to him who kept blushing every time he looked down at the massive gut next to him. Maybe it was just his sheer determination to eat until he couldn’t. He’d already broken his record, and he was done swimming for the day, so he saw no reason to stop now. The food was free, no matter how much he ate, there was always more food on the catering table waiting to be eaten. After struggling to stand up with his newfound weight, the boy made his way back to the table for another plate. When he stood up, his small grey shirt rose up his gut, exposing his lean abs stretched tightly around his engorged, protesting belly. The competitor next to him stared in amazement.

“Going back for seconds? Or should I say fifths?”

The boy turned towards his competitor, his t shirt riding up his gut even more. “8ths, actually.” The boy turned red in embarrassment. He was shocked the teasing hadn’t started earlier, after accidentally parading around in his speedo with a gut too big to fit.

“Damn, man. First you beat me in the relay, now you’re so stuffed I’m shocked you can move at all,” he said as he gave the belly a light slap as the boy sat back down with another plate. The touch made his cock strain against his boxers. “Can I see it?”

*URRP* “see what?” The boy replied mid chew.

“Your food baby. Or should I say twins?”

The boy pulled his small shirt over the massive, rock-hard mound of flesh.

“Triplets, actually. So I’m eating for four,” the boy teased back.

“Then you better keep eating,” the competitor said back, failing to hide the red on his face as he gave a single rub to the gut sat next to him.

And somehow, the boy kept eating. He was so full it was painful. His skin stretched so tight, the smallest touch sent shivers down him. But he kept eating. He’d never been so aroused in his life. He loved the way his gut grew out in front of him, and he loved the way his competitor kept giving him slaps of approval as he also stared at the gut.

When the other competitors began to leave, the boy couldn’t swallow another bite. He didn’t bother to try and pull his shirt over his fat, distended gut. He knew it wouldn’t fit. And he knew his competitor next to him enjoyed the view. The two sat at the table until it was just them, one sat rubbing his moaning belly, the other blissfully watching as the other massaged his new flesh.

“Need some help?” The competitor asked. The excitement in his pants nearly made him beg for a touch.

*UURRRRRAAAAAP* “Fuck, you made me overdo it. I’ve never *BURRRAAP* ate this much.”

“I made you overdo it? You did that to yourself, big boy.”

Those words made the boys cock spasm under his gut. “Don’t lie, you like the view,” the boy hiccuped as he leaned back, allowing his gut to spill out even more.

His hormones won. The competitor reached his hands out to touch the hot, tight skin. “Goddamnit I fucking do,” he said as his hands went down his belly towards the waistband of his sweats and boxers. “Need a shower?,” the boy quietly asked. Getting the message, the two made their way to the locker room.

The shirt was off immediately, allowing the bloated boys belly to spill out over his lap as the two ravaged each other on the bench. He could hardly move under the weight of his own stomach, but the other athlete didn’t mind. He slowly rubbed the tender flesh as he took his own shirt off. His lean abs made him look like a twig next to his bloated competitor. Hell, the boy had been a twig too before he stuffed himself with enough food to feed an army.

“I’ve never seen someone eat like you,” the boy said in between breaths and kissing. “Fuck,” he moaned, as he pressed his body against the mountain of flesh. “I didn’t think a twig like you could eat like this.”

“I’ve never gotten myself this big,” the boy replied from under him, pinned down by his own stomach. He glanced down at himself. His lean pecs lead towards a rock hard sphere of flesh, stuffed so tight he could hardly burp. “God I’m fucking huge,” he said.

After moments of moaning and touching, the competitor sat up. “Next meet, will I see you?”

“Not like this. At least not when I’m beating you in another relay.”

“Oh I’m sure. You’ll be back in your speedo, thin as a twig. But I need to see you again. Like this,” he said as he poked his massive belly. “But I want to feed you.”

The bloated boy looked up at his competitor from over his gut. “What? Think you can get me even bigger?”

Both the boys members twitched in pleasure.

“Oh I know I can”

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Poor guy. He's twelve days overdue with giant twins and no signs of labor. His doctor won't even consider any intervention until he passes day fourteen. Unfortunately for him, even walking around is becoming impossible now, so he's forced to sit and wait.

He's pretty well convinced that his doctor secretly enjoys seeing him suffer.

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