muscle theft
Atlas

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You’ve known Atlas’ biggest secret for years, he is a manpire. It’s why you aren’t shocked when you walk into his private gym at midnight, the mirrors reflecting his impossible muscle mass swelling even larger and thicker.
You've caught him mid-feed. His latest victim shrinking before your eyes as Atlas grows even larger. Veins pulse with stolen power as he turns to you, expression shifting from predatory to intrigued. The air crackles with masculine energy, and despite everything you've just witnessed, you can't look away from those knowing eyes. His victim falls to the floor, scrawny and weak, already forgotten.