Dustin's shirt starts to get tight after a few seconds, so he takes it off. As soon as Dustin pulls the shirt off his tan
body, everybody gasps. His torso was ripped and hard, an 8-pack bulging powerfully on his muscular stomach. His
back, front, and sides were protruding with muscles, even his neck started to look strong!
"Omygoshomygoshomygosh! You're such a stud, Dustin!" Cyndy was feeling Dustin's body, amazed at the jock's
awesome muscles and extreme brawn. John, secretly gay, looked enviously at Dustin's breathtaking no-fat body. He
knew a lot of kids as heavy as Dustin, but never one as muscular! He stared, daydreaming of the power in the
intimidating jock's muscles.
Dustin smirked, "I think I'm starting to like this game, Ty! Let's roll again, shall we?"
Dustin took the die and rolled...