"Man. I rock!"
Jeff never liked the beach much. Too much sun. Too many good looking guys. It was no place for a stoner geek.
It was the perfect place for a 6'5" tower of muscle. He flexed his powerful chest and felt the breeze on the big sphere of belly hanging over is board shorts. He loved the fell as it swayed from side to side with each step. He knew that all eyes were on his magnificent body.
He started checking out the sunbathers looking for some hot chicks in bikinis to see what his new look could do to improve his way with the ladies. He found them but not the way he expected. Hot chicks at the beach ought to be 5'4" or 5'6" and maybe 110 but today the chicks all seemed to be about 6 feet and super volptuous with melon sized breasts, wide bottoms and soft round bellies. They must average 200 pounds or more and the guys were even bigger than you.
You find a meaty hand on your shoulder and get yanked around to face a monster.
"Stop bothering those girls over there." his voice boomed over a belly that must be 75 inches. "They don't like skinny guys so I suggest you get your scrawny butt out of here before I embarrass beat you to a pulp."
"Well," Jeff tells himself as he drives back home. "This program is more complicated than I thought. Somehow I can't change myself without changing the world around me as well.Maybe I'd better
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