My boyfriend looked down at me and said, “Hey honey, why don’t you start going to the gym with me? I want to keep growing bigger, stronger, taller and more powerful. However, I’m afraid of accidentally crushing you. If you got even a little bigger and stronger, I’d feel much more comfortable playing around with your tiny body.” I looked up at him and replied, “I didn’t ask you for your feelings. You just need to get as big and powerful as you possibly can and let me worry about my tiny stature. Besides, you need to keep growing until you can take my massive phallus!”





















