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The beginner bodybuilder in the white tank pointed towards my protruding midsection. “So is that also what you get from MegaSwole... A fuckin gigantic beer belly?” he asked with a smirk.

Mark patted my rounded gut. “Shit, this ain’t fat, it’s as hard as a rock!  This is the only problem with MegaSwole,” he began to explain while continuing to rest his hand on my pregnant looking stomach. “See, it works SO well, that if you take too much you gain too much muscle and it blows out your gut. Feel this thing.. It’s all muscle!”

The young man reaches out and gives the belly ball a poke, first gently than more firmly. “Shit, that is hard.” He looks at my face, “Dude, you got a boulder under your shirt?”

“Nah, just too much muscle,” I reaffirmed. “Just packin’ it on everywhere.”

The other bodybuilder tries to reach around my arm and is woefully short even with both hands.

“Well, I’d sure as hell like to pack on some muscle like this,” he exclaims then turns to Mark. “I’ll take two containers. No make that three... No four.”

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