Late night muscle on my mind:

The fantasy of outgrowing all of the gym equipment. The drive to become “too big “ to function practically in a world that is not built for my size. Inconveniencing everybody and everything around me with my swelling mass. That is what fuels my desire to consume (eat) and grow. It’s never enough. Growing for growth’s sake. Every time I look in the mirror and see my bulging muscles and clearly defined definition I’m reminded of how far I’ve come and how much further I want to go.

I want to surround myself with men who “get it”. I don’t like having to explain the “why” behind my dreams of becoming a giant muscle beast. I want hands all over me. Worshiping my body the way that I would worship myself. I want to be fulfilled in the best way I know how and that’s through my own muscle metamorphosis. To grow bigger and better every day.