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Monday, April 19, 2021

[SS-908] Trophy Case


[TROPHY CASE]

The multi-awarded bodybuilder attended an audition to be part of a prestigious international club for fitness enthusiasts.

The audition was to be done online. He made sure to stand in front of his trophy case that showed the many awards that he received in bodybuilding over the years.

Finally, after waiting for minutes, he was brought into the video conference from the waiting room. Only his video was open. There were five persons who were only represented by trophy shaped avatars.

"Impress us," a voice came out from his speakers.

He started to speak. "Let me introduce myself--"

"--we know who you are," the speaker cut him. "Impress us."

"Well, I received multiple awards from many bodybuilding competitions and--"

"--boring. We'll send you a new meeting link for tomorrow."

Then he was removed from the meeting.

The bodybuilder was confused. But maybe he seemed nervous. He planned for his meeting tomorrow.

The next day he wore a tank top.

When he was admitted to the video meeting, he immediately started flexing.


After a minute, one of the convenor avatars spoke, "--boring. Let's reschedule your last chance tomorrow."

His heart sank. He really wanted to be part of the club. It could get him farther in his fitness career and get him high paying clients.

On the third day, he decided to go shirtless. As soon as he got in, he quickly broke into his best poses.


Then one avatar talked, "how much do you want this?!"

He stipped and said, "very much."

"Get naked."

Despite his confusion, he pulled down his shorts and freed his cock.

"Jack off."

He felt violated but it was exhilarating. The convenors have bestowed interest in him.

He started masturbating furiously.

"Get a trophy. With a cup."

He obliged and got the biggest and cleanest one he could find.

"Cum on it."

And the voice seemed to push a button in him. He moaned and came into the cup.

"Drink it."

He was too deep now to even back track. So he started slurping on his cum.

"That's the taste of cum. That'll be what you'll be drinking now that you are part of the club. We can't wait to feed you our cum. We will send you details in your email."

Then the meeting ended.

He was happy about his acceptance. Mindlessly, he just continued licking the trophy clean of his cum.


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