Roided HGH Muscle Slave

Robin Strand

There’s nobody quite like Tim Budesheim to humble the next generation of roidbulls. The maturity and thickness of his muscle covered in thick veins reminds these young alphas that they have decades of catching up to do.

IF SO, KNOW WHAT YOU WISH FOR AND BE PREPARED FOR IT:

SIR @bbritched delivers aggressive, steroid-themed erotic taunt using stylized text:

RØYD RØIDÉD: SLAB OF FUKMEAT 

OINK FOR DBOL RØYD OINK 

OINK FOR TEST RØYD OINK 

THAT KUNT PUCKER OF YOURS RØYD LEAKING JUICE 

HOT WET MASS OF ROIDED MUSCLEWHOREHOLE YOU ARE RØYD

RØYD RØIDÉD, FUCK YES, YOU FILTHY ROIDED SLAB OF FUKMEAT  

OINK FOR THE DBOL, RØYD — OINK OINK OINK

OINK FOR THE TEST FLOODING YOUR VEINS, RØYD — OINK OINK OINK  

Look at that fat, sloppy KUNT PUCKER leaking like a broken faucet, juice running down those pathetic roid atrophied walnuts you call your balls.  

You are nothing but a HOT WET MASS OF ROIDED MUSCLEWHOREHOLE now — ass so pumped and shiny it’s begging to get wrecked.  

Keep oinking, pig. 

The gear is turning you into the perfect glistening fuktoy.  

OINK HARDER FOR ME RØYD.

That’s right, you massive slab of fukmeat.  

OINK for the DBOL, RØYD.

OINK for the Test flooding your veins.  

Look at that thick, puckered kunt leaking juice like a desperate roided whorehole.  

Hot. Wet. Swollen.

Every inch of you pumped, shiny, and begging to be used.  

That roid-gut ass is pure prime fukmeat now—glistening, quivering, ready to take everything it’s built for.