The sight of my scorching, toned physique leaves you utterly entranced, a spectacle you can’t help but drool over. I surpass you in every conceivable manner, compelling you to bow before me in worship. My perfection is undeniable, a level of excellence you, a mere loser, can only dream of attaining. It’s a realm you’ll never even graze, let alone inhabit. Worshiping me is your sole privilege, a duty you must fulfill with every waking moment. My flawless, tight body transcends mere words, deserving adoration from losers like you far and wide.
