The buying behemoth grabs you and gives a light squeeze that almost crushes you, an looks at you as if contemplating buying you. you also look at him, and what you see makes you feel like you should have tried more in gym class. his hair is a dark color and cut extremely short to keep sweat from building up, and has dark eyes, and a face that seems carved from stone, you can see all of his torso muscles through his thin t-shirt, and his pecs juts out far enough that you could probably lay down on top of it, and you wouldn't be close to either edge of the giant's shelf, his shoulders are broad enough that it wouldn't look cramped if he had three heads, and his neck is about as thick as your body used to be. his arms are forced to be held out away from his body to fit his muscle, and his bicep is as big as your head used to be, unflexed. his forearms are close to being as thick as his biceps, and his hand was large enough that it could have covered your face at regular size. he had an eight pack abs, and eachone was big enough that he could have taken cans, painted them and stuck them onto his stomach, and they appeared to you almost like hills on the giant's body. you had to look up to see this, because his hand was slowly lowering towards his shorts, and you can see that you're previous giant is at least 6 inches shorter than him, and looked downright weak next to him, even though his muscles were bigger than Clay's, the school's huge muscle jock, and he must have been working on them while. looking back at your current giant you think that he must use steroids, but this thought was lost as he suddenly pulled open his shorts, and you were being placed inside and looking down you see a cock that must have been at least 8 inches but probably more.
As he does this, the seller shouts "Hey! At least give me the money before doing that!" and makes a lunge at the muscle wall holding you. Your giant stops placing you down his shorts, and lets go of his shorts, so that he can place his hand in front of him. the elastic thuds into you painfully, and traps you beneath it, with just your head and arms outside of it and trapped in the space between his abs. you watch as the other giant rams against the outstreached arm and is stopped by, he can't move it, and can't reach you nor the bigger giant with his hands. the bigger giant sneers down at the attempts to move his arm. suddenly his sneer grows meaner as he grips the smaller giant's arm with his other hand, then moves his already outstreached arm under his armpit, and effortlessly lifts him up above his head.
"you shouldn't be walking around with such tiny limbs, you might hurt yourself." he says, despite the fact that under differant circumstances you would have moved away from the lofted giant if you'd seen him anywhere because you would have been afraid of the power even a push could pack from those huge muscles, but currently he seemed thin held above your giant's massive body. Then he throws the smaller man into a group of bodybuilders and weight machines, then slowly swaggers out.
once he's out he grabs you out from his shorts' band, and brings you up to his massive face. "now little toy, you and your tiny body will address me as Master, god, or Lord of Muscle. You will do what ever i feel like having you do, and if you do anything i don't like, then this will happen." he grabs a can from the ground and presses it into a small metal ball. "the first thing I want you to do is...
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