Muscle Boy Loses His Manhood by royd-roided, journal
Muscle Boy Loses His Manhood
bodybuilder steroids muscle castration nullo When I started on my first cycle I was about nineteen. I had just entered college the year before but had already decided that I wasn't going to try for any teams as I didn't have time for it, but I wanted to keep working out and keep in shape. My desire to grow larger soon turned into an obsession as I became a serious, albeit young, bodybuilder and worked out six days a week. I had hit a plateau and been stuck there for months. I tried everything - varying my workout, vitamins, pills from magazines and such, but nothing really worked. This guy in the gym I was talking to one day then offered me roids. I thought about it for a bit - I knew the side effects, of course, but figured if I was only on them for a little while it wouldn't be a problem, right? I don't drink or do any drugs, so my kidneys and liver seemed okay. It wasn't until I'd been on the roids for two years that anybody ever mentioned it. Taylor, my boyfriend for the
Star Wars Bare Squadron: Phoenix-Chapter 1 by Shutendoji-Sake, literature
Literature
Star Wars Bare Squadron: Phoenix-Chapter 1
Walking through the entry of the ever-infamous Mos Eisley Cantina of Tatooine was an eye-catching figure; standing out from the rough and gritty crowd was a seemingly delicate, younger looking man, dressed in an indigo, two-piece suit. He had a fair complexion, long chocolate brown hair tied into a neat ponytail and most noticeable of all, striking magenta eyes. Unfazed by the hostile atmosphere surrounding him, the man stepped further into the cantina, scanning the area for his end goal. The patrons of Mos Eisley offered nothing but static to the man; a couple of Duros were seated in a far-off corner, sneering at the newcomer. An Ithorian was whispering something cruel to a Falz on his right in regard to the man. In the far background, a Givin was sizing him up with a haunting glare. If the man was aware of the attention he was attraction, he didn’t show it; he was searching through the cantina thoroughly for a very specific person. All