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Here's a new caption, themed after one of my favourite sports. I hope you enjoy ;)
"We both know that's a myth!" Clark finalized. He was convinced, cycling did NOT make one's butt bigger. "Give me a week of cycling, and we'll see who's really right once and for all!"
Clark was feeling pretty confident, but his girlfriend Alice secretly felt even more so. "Good luck, babe. Let the best woman win." She retorted.
"Best WOMAN? You mean man, deary." Clark chirped back, slamming the door on the way out in a dramatic fashion.
Clark was doomed. Alice was the prized god-daughter to the leader of an ancient practising witch coven. They raised her to use some of the most powerful incantations which Alice planned to use on Clark. "I did mean woman, babe," Alice snickered to herself, looking forward to the results.
Clark became obsessed quickly. He was cycling many hours each and every day, rarely stopping for a break. However, instead of just growing his glutes, other things were growing too...
"Babe," Clara sung out as she got home from her longest ride yet, "I told you cycling doesn't make your butt bigger!"
Alice saw that Clara was now fully transformed and fully oblivious to the changes. "You're totally right babe," Alice lied, "You were right".
"I told you, honey!" Clara squealed, "My butt's still as bubbly as ever, but it definitely made my legs more toned... Oh! And my boobies look, like, so perky too for some reason!"
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