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The sensual beauty of the male physique. So stunning, pure perfection.
Edgars Šņepsts
Edgars Snepsts 🇱🇻
Edgars Snepsts 🇱🇻
Edgars Snepsts 🇱🇻
Edgars rested on his bed, mindlessly scrolling through emails on his laptop as he tried to stay focused. His inbox was stuffed to the brim with junk from fishy-sounding sponsorships that promised lucrative amounts of money for a few pictures of him barely clothed next to their product.
Edgars rolled his eyes and deleted a majority of the messages he saw.
Then one caught his eye: a message with the title from a semi-familiar company called H-Boost that he’d heard of in passing in the gym. Shrugging his broad shoulders, the muscled hunk clicked on the message.
Edgars frowned when he saw that the text was so tiny that he had trouble even reading a single word. He tried to zoom in on the message with the browser tools, but it didn’t work for some odd reason.
The hunk was about to give up when he saw a little blurb down near the end of the message in bold letters reading: CLICK TO ENLARGE!
He hovered his cursor over the words and clicked.
Thank you for trying out our new product: Pecs-Boost! flashed on the screen for about a second.
The text didn’t enlarge a single bit, but instead Edgars felt what seemed like a massive weight being set down onto his chest. He was confused at first, but gasped loudly when he felt the very unfamiliar sensation of his pecs brushing up against his chin.
“Fuck!” Edgars gasped out loud when he looked down at his body which was blocked by the sight of inflated pecs that ballooned off his chest at an almost comical degree. He tossed his laptop to the side and shot off the bed, nearly tumbling down face first thanks to the added weight to his front. The muscled hunk winced as he stomped over to the bathroom, feeling his chest bounce with every step he took. His biceps even kept grazing his inflated pecs as his arms moved, making his stomach drop.
When he stood in front of the mirror, the stud’s mouth dropped at his warped reflection. His previously proportional physique was gone, replaced by a reflection of a guy who spent too much time doing Chest Day. Edgars’ pecs were massive and jutted off his chest, causing him to have an arch in his posture, which further accentuated the mounds. Even his nipples were bigger and seemed to stand off his pecs at perfect attention. He knew that there wasn’t a shirt on that planet that would cover his enormous chest, making him panic about how he would go through his day-to-day life with such obscene pecs.
As crazy as it sounded to him, Edgars knew that it was the email’s fault that his pecs now resembled small melons. He rushed back into his bedroom and snatched his laptop off the bed, his giant chest making it difficult to hold the machinery in front of him with both hands.
His hold was so awkward that his fingers accidentally pressed down on the touch pad and a little chime rang out as his eyes widened. The top-heavy man gulped as he realized that he’d mistakenly sent the cursed email to all of his contacts which comprised of fellow muscle models and bodybuilders, all of whom would wind up with exaggeratedly huge pecs like his if they clicked the mysterious link.
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