Protein Shake For Bigger Booty Novels & Stories

"I’m not sure where their corporate offices are, but they have a manufacturing facility in West Rutberg. Why do you ask?" Kathrine hesitated, her gaze dropping to her knees. "I’m trying to do some research... into artificial sweeteners. They make Quantum Excell, right? It’s supposed to be like a magic sweetener that also makes you lose weight?" "Yeah," I said, moving to her toes. "We carry one of their products at the gym. It’s called Excellent—a protein powder drink mix that’s supposed to help build muscle and shred fat at the same time. I’m not sure if it lives up to the hype, though."

She demanded. "Here," I handed her a homemade smoothie, "Your post workout drink." "Mmmmm, pretty good, what's in it?" She asked after polishing off a third. "Creatine, glutamine, fruit juice, and vodka." I smiled at her. "Vodka? Now that's part of the regimen?" She took another sip. "No, but I was hoping to loosen you up so I could have my way with you," I teased. "Well, today's your lucky day. For the next few hours I am your love slave. Use me. Use me hard. God I need to be fucked right now." Jen polished off her drink, and stood before me, removing my shorts.

My Calvin Klein's hang on my hips, because I haven't been eating very much lately and I am definitely starting to lose mass. Mental note. Get some protein shake powder at GNC and buff back up, before I look like a prepubescent twelve year old. On that thought, I have to laugh. I honestly don't think I could ever look like that again. At almost seven foot, there isn't any twelve year old that comes close. After taking my shirt off and grabbing a drink of water from the bathroom, I'm ready for bed. I glance over at the nightstand and take note that it is almost four thirty. If I don't go to sleep now, there will be no point.

She watched me like a hawk, waiting. “How is it?” she finally asked, arms crossed. I rolled my eyes dramatically. “Better than your last experiment. Way better.” She beamed. “Good. It’s packed with what you need, omega-3s from the salmon for your joints and recovery, complete protein from the quinoa so your muscles don’t cannibalize themselves after training, antioxidants from the tomatoes and spinach to fight all that inflammation you pretend you don’t have, healthy fats from the almonds and avocado oil to keep your energy steady on the pitch. Perfect for my star footballer. You can add this to your meal plan with no excuses.”

She was always the first to get up every day. "Morning, sweetheart," she flashed me a sweet smile. "Some protein shakes?" She asked, shaking a closed can vigorously and then handing it to me. I returned the smile as I collected the can. She always insisted that I needed proteins before the hardship of the training, and she was right. Without those drinks, I would be totally burnt out after training hours. I chugged the drink, I heard Finn and the Luna exchange greetings. Then he walked up to me. "You are seriously going for a run..." he said.

She straightened her posture and put her hands on her waist, saying, "Don't I look so much better? Of course, I worked out recently, but those protein bars seriously helped me out." "But I also ate those! I even felt like I was eating more after my first box!" Victoria raised her voice, glaring at Charlotte. "So, it can't be it!" "Did you stop after the first box? You have to keep eating it to make it work. That's what happened to me. I got bloated, and then all the water weight disappeared," Charlotte suggested. 'Really?" Victoria leaned back, asking. "Are you sure?"

He turns and gives me a look, the kind of shocked and disgusted look that makes me question my suggestion. “That’s not healthy.” Stopping in the kitchen, he hands me a glass of something thick and purple? “What is this?” “Protein shake. It’s healthy and good for you.” He takes the second glass, clinking it with mine, he brings his to his lips, I watch as it disappears down his throat. Watching my own glass, I hesitate. “Drink it. It’s good, seriously.” I shake my head, “No thanks, I’ll pass.” “Drink it or I’ll drink it and kiss you with it.”

“You really think this is going to work? That you can just force my body to change because you want it to?” I glance at her. “It’s not force. It’s work. Food. Heavy lifting. Rest. Massage. My hands on you every night. Protein shakes. Extra calories. You eat what I tell you to eat. You train how I tell you to train. And yeah, your body will change. It already started today. I saw your ass lift higher on those last reps.”

He clears his throat, sitting up more in his seat. “Okay, what size?” The lady asked, looking from him to me and then back to him. “Uh right, twenty four ounce” Kol remembered the size I usually get. “Alright, anything else?” She grabbed the right size cup. Kol let out a soft hum “Could you replace the yogurt for the pina colada sorbet, and can you add 2 scoops of the vanilla protein powder?” I crossed my arms when I heard Kol ask for her to add protein powder to my drink.

I’m busy too then. “Berry. I'm going, to be honest. I’m in a violent mood and I kind of want to throat punch you for this morning's workout.” Berry tosses his hands up in surrender. “I was just coming over to offer you a protein shake for recovery. Mariah got me onto this new brand. I promise it will cheer you up. Even has caffeine in it.” he shakes it in front of my face and I look at him skeptically as I take it from his outstretched hand. He quickly retracts his hands as if I might actually bite it off and I sneer at him, as I open it and take a sip. Oh, peanut butter chocolate? I slide him a smirk.