Protein Shakes For Bigger Buttocks Novels & Stories

“Keep eating healthy, increase your protein intake. Also, exercise regularly with strength training and stretching. You need some more meat on your body.” “I can help her with that. I was going to start training her. When do you believe she can begin training?” Axton asked Tessa. Tessa didn’t answer immediately. Instead, she looked at Axton with a look that seemed to question him. I didn’t know what was going on in her head, but she almost seemed unsure about something. “You, train her?” Tessa arched her brows. “Yeah. Is that a problem?” Axton’s brows pulled together, causing a crease to form.

They were the best grilled sausages I had ever eaten. Plenty of others had the same idea, and everyone was rushing to get their paws on the sausages. The counter was getting closer, but before I could reach it, I crashed into a muscular guy's arms. His pecs actually visibly bounced and the impact knocked me onto my butt. Camden Jordan's laughter rang in my ears. I looked up and saw that obnoxious smirk on his face. Camden had taken off his T-shirt and hung it casually over his shoulder. His eight-pack was also on full public display.

Given his ego, it was torture, so he had trained insanely during this period of time. There was no doubt that his significant breakthrough during this duration was not from his training, however, but from the Biotonic he had received. This only made him more reverent and admiring of his boss, Jax. Biotonic was the result of the latest and most advanced technology. It could modify the physical form of a person to attain a terrifying presence! The best part about it was that there were no side effects and it contained no stimulant. It would not be detected through a doping test, so he could still join competitions as usual.

Chicken, rice, eggs, oatmeal, shakes, steak. Her hired nutritionist, Claudia, came in every morning with his vitals and logged changes. “You’ve gained three pounds already,” she noted on the fourth day. “But we need to convert more of it into lean muscle.” To that end, Beth had also hired Hector, a former military trainer with the physique of a Greek god and the voice of a drill sergeant. Jordan started lifting weights, training two hours each morning, then again in the evening. Beth didn’t want the real Kingsley’s lean, wiry build. She wanted visible power—shoulders that looked like they could carry a legacy.

“You sure you don’t want to try it?” Grant gags. “I’d rather not.” He grabs his chocolate peanut butter protein shake that probably has as much sugar as it does protein. He’s convinced that it’s healthy, however. The two of them continue their banter while the rest of us get our drinks. We sit in a booth in the back corner so we will be out of the way. Colton and Logan pull up chairs when we run out of room. “Ah. So, my future beta. I have a recommendation. Why don’t you kick our asses on Friday so we have the weekend to recover?” I suggest. “Not all of us have wolves and need to be able to walk tomorrow.” I add smugly.

Mateo knew though, in an hour or two they would get bored and return to their original selves. "You can't get stronger without protein." Mateo points at the meat with his fork to warn Nora as he himself places a portion of fish into his mouth. He mentally counts the number of pieces she eats which were a few. Since it was improvement from before, it was enough for him. Slow and steady improvement was all he was looking for. It isn't possible to drastically change in one day and nor is it desirable.

We just keep trying to punch and block each other for half an hour or so before Kylo stops. “So, I was right muscle memory is still there, but you have zero strength and that is understandable. I am going to put you on a protein diet, you’re going to have to drink some protein shakes throughout the day and before any training, you’re going to get pre-workout powder. You will also get weight-powder protein shakes after every training session. So, we can start building our muscles again. You will go to the gym with me in the morning so we can get your muscles back and bigger, the rest of your team will be there too” he says smiling at me and I see a flicker of proudness crossing his face.

“Uh, I don’t suppose I could get a shake with pre-workout in it starting tomorrow? Instead of food? I can eat after I work out.” “No, Sir, we don’t allow some ingredients, like caffeine or creatine, but I can bring you a whey protein shake. Chocolate or vanilla?” He pulls out a tiny notebook out of his pocket and waits for an answer. “Uh, vanilla.” What a load of bullshit. I swing my legs over the side of the bed with a groan. “You don’t know how rigorous this workout is, do you?” “It’s different for everyone, Sir.” He puts the little notebook back in his pocket. He looks out into the hallway and closes the door most of the way. “You’re really a shifter? You’re sure your animal is blocked?”

It would not take nearly as long to train her. “Okay,” I said. “Looks like you’ve lost some form and power, but that’s a good starting point. I’ll have Miranda focus on increasing your protein intake.” She shook out her hands and smirked. “Told you I knew what I was doing.” “Point taken.” I pulled off the mitts. “Then I’m not going to baby you. Take a step back. I’m gonna come at you, try to grab your waist. Fend me off.”

I can see his eight-pack abs and his happy trail inviting me to caress it, then notice that his shaft is molding in his pants, and it's growing enormous. I fan myself as my eyes are gazing at his pulsating shaft and its beating. "Did I make him hard?" I say it to myself while observing the incredible view. Then suddenly, it's getting longer than I expected! "Holy macaroni! Pepperoni! Pizza and protein shake! IT'S GETTING LONGER!" I raise my voice as I cover my eyes and put a little gap to look back again. I might die if that's poking me today! GOSH!!!