Bodybuilders crushing smaller men

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[killermuscle]

He has cracked open so many faggit skulls with His side chest.

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An upper body that crushes faggits into paste.

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Showing off his skull crushing technique, complete with a happy “gonna get My balls drained” smile.

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Where dozens and dozens of fagg skulls have been imploded.

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[crushingmonsters]

-Arggg let… me… go.. my spine can’t resist… more

-Yes! Is your en Bro ….

Crackkkkkk crackkkk

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Zane Watson

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How about you put your head here and I body scissor you and pull your fucking head off your body fag. Or just pop your skull.

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Schwartz’s night of crushing

*Took a stab at writing some muscle fantasy fiction. I hope you like it.*

Schwartz was enormous. 6’1 with 320 pounds of solid muscle. Rope like veins snaked around his gigantic 23 inch arms, with triceps that looked like a sack of potatoes. His basketball sized shoulders and swollen pecs stretched the limits of even the largest shirts, not to mention doorways. Legs like tree trunks shuddered as he walked, 34 inch thighs rippling with deadly muscle power above the biggest pair of sharp, muscular calves to ever walk the earth. And Schwartz was fucking pissed. So pissed he couldn't even remember why. It was 3AM, and he needed to get his anger out somehow before he could sleep. So he headed to the gym. Somebody was always there. He walked in and… perfect! Some weakling was all alone, struggling to lifting a pair of tiny 10 pound dumbbells off in the corner. Schwartz walked straight towards him, fixated on the guy’s bright orange workout shirt. Was he actually trying to stand out? As if this fucking nobody deserved to be drawing attention away from Schwartz’s own muscular body. By the time he had crossed the room Schwartz was enraged. Without a word he wrapped his massive arms around the younger man's head from behind. There was a quick yelp as huge, bulging biceps engulfed his skull. Schwartz forced the head around to face the deep crevice between his massive pecs. Moving his hands to the back of the shrimps head he forced the head further into his chest. Then he flexed his pecs. Only a little—not enough to kill the guy. Nevertheless, the reaction was immediate. Expanding rock hard muscle crushed in on his skull and the guy began kicking and flailing. Schwartz could feel faint, muffled screams deep within his muscles, but almost no sound escaped. His victim clawed hopelessly at Schwartz’s huge flexed chest and arms as he suffocated, but the muscles were like living, rippling stone—hard, immovable, and unyielding. Soon bloodd and oxygen starvation kicked in and his body went limp. Just to be sure he was out cold, Schwartz squeezed the head just a little harder into his flexing pecs. He felt a small crunch as the man’s nose shattered, but there was no indication pain. Yep, he’s unconscious Schwartz nodded to himself. The bodybuilder relaxed his gigantic arms and the body crashed to the floor in a heap. He knew it would be a minute or two before the man woke up, so Schwartz went and loaded up some plates on the leg extension machine. He needed his legs to be pumped for what was next. He sat on the seat and hammered out a few dozen extensions. His enormous quads bulged to inhuman proportions.  His hands massaged the hard masses of muscle as they rose and fell, the muscle fibers like rock against his fingers.  It was a wonder the seams of his shorts didn't burst as the fought to contain the engorged muscles of his huge legs.  He went on for another minute before getting off the machine.  His swollen thighs quivered dangerously with each step as he walked towards the man who seemed to be just now regaining consciousness.

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Who wants to see him crush that head?

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Homage to https://skullcrushingcalves.tumblr.com/

Never even knew I liked calves til I saw his page, but now I fantasize about him squeezing guys’ heads like this all the time.