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Her Biceps Cam! It would be wrong to say that my readership is a monolith, but they share many similarities. I could rattle off a thousand and one traits right now, but I’m going to stick to a theme related to this article. That theme is your pussydom.

Labia Losers, Not Labia Users

Women flee from my readers like they just saw a fucking ghost. While it has no discernable scent, women can smell a lack of testosterone through the sweat. Sweat that my readers only produce when trying to get off the couch and grab a soda. Women know everything they need to know about you when they get a whiff of my reader’s pheromones, namely that you have never made a woman orgasm in your life.

You try to make up for the lack of sex with constant masturbation, but it cannot counteract all the estrogen your diet of marijuana, and trans fats produce. Add that to all the plastic to-go containers in your room leaching into your mattress, and you have a perfect storm of pussydom.

None of you are in leadership positions. Research has shown that testosterone levels can be affected by various environmental factors. When men are in charge of others, it increases their T. Your low levels make complete sense considering you don’t have a job, let alone a management position.

Cheat Day or Cheat Life?

Let me take a crack at what you were doing just before you decided to read some Porndude articles—playing video games. Don’t lie. You were balls deep in Fort Night, Grand Theft Auto Five, or God of War. The one time you’ve had a job in the last five years was when you mowed your Mom’s lawn for a few months to save up for a PS 5. Now the only way you get the dopamine blast associated with completing a task is when you “blast away some incel newbs.” The incel level of that sentence is so high you should never be allowed to call anything that’s not in the mirror a cock lover again.

Cat ownership is prevalent amongst my most passionate fan base, and the reason is simple: They would love to own a dog, but even the smallest little ankle-biter wouldn’t be able to stand how much of a pussy you are. It would awaken all the long-forgotten wolf traits deep in its genetics. Then, the moment you fell asleep, it would tear out your trachea and feast upon your organs. How embarrassing would it be to get eviscerated by a Teacup Yorkie?

All this pussydom starts to unlock secondary characteristics that affect everyday decisions. For example, what pussy ass shit did you last watch on TV. Family Guy? What a fucking incel you are. Oh, it was worse? Were you fucking watching How I Met Your Mother? Jesus fucking Christ, it’s bad. Oh no. Please, God, don’t tell me it gets even worse. I don’t even want to say it out loud. You just binge-watched the entire extended director’s cut of Friends in three days, didn’t you?! There’s nothing that can be done for you now. You’re too far gone. You must resign yourself to a lifetime of being Ross.

I have one suggestion: The only way out of this mess is that you must resign yourself to a lifetime of faggotry. You must give over every aspect of your life to your pussydom and do your best to work within its bounds. Dive in headfirst. Cry while watching The Notebook. Get a hernia while doing a sit-up. Dig a second, even lower basement in your Mom’s house to live in. And finally, start masturbating to bodybuilders.

Bodybuilder porn isn’t for everyone. It takes a particular type of man to handle a woman with fifteen-inch pythons. It either has to be a fucking alpha male that can put that big ass ape cunt in its place or an absolute puss that will succumb to the abuse of an alpha male in a marginally female body.

You fucks are, of course, in the second category. That’s fine. You don’t have to worry about bodily harm because you’re not going to actually fuck one of these burly ass Popeye bitches. Instead, you’re going to jerk off to them on Herbicepscam.

Putting the Men in Women

Despite your diet of Chinese food delivery and Chipolte, these bitches still manage to have biceps the size of your thighs. Their pecks are so overgrown that all of the titty meat has been replaced with tensile steel. If you sucked on the nipple, human growth hormone would shoot out.

The bitches on Herbicepscam might be horrifying to the eyes, but the website isn’t. The design is sharp and engaging without being unfamiliar. The main menu sits up top and includes the options Home, Live cams, Models, Videos, Muscle stars, VR videos, HB theater, Search, Buy credits, and My messages. Just beyond the main menu is a drop-down menu that includes My dashboard, My videos, Buy credits, Upgrade to VIP, Need help, and Log out.

Herbicepscam doesn’t just carry live cam performers. They also have a vast selection of premium videos available for rent using the same credits you use to tip and pay models. There are eleven thousand titles in categories that include flexing, muscle control, strength, Pecs, Biceps, and Legs, amongst others.

Herbicepscam even carries a selection of virtual reality content. If you think these bitches look swole on the live cams or regular videos, you will be blown the fuck away when you see them in 3D VR. The vascularity alone will send a shudder down your spine. If you pricked a bitch’s vein with a needle, a mixture of blood and creatine would fire across the room with enough force to cut through a bank vault door.

The cunts that perform here range from particularly fit to freakishly swole. Some of these bitches hit the weights for a few minutes after cardio, and others think cardio is for pussies, and working out only counts if you’re flipping bulldozer tires. The only thing that gives them away as women is the lack of bulge in their LuluLemons.

On that note, the biggest of these cunts always have fake titties. After years of replacing their blood supply with anabolic steroids and whey powder, they don’t have enough estrogen to maintain titty meat production. As a result, their mammary glands give way to pectoral muscles, and the last vestiges of their femininity blow away in the wind. So they sew a couple of silicone pouches onto their sternums to win some of that back and call it a day. The results are less than desirable, but it’s better than looking like John Cena from the chin down.

If anything can be said about my readers, it’s this: they should talk to their doctors about adding supplemental testosterone to their diets. Even though you and your Mom might be everything that that twelve-year-old on a Call of Duty forum said about you, it doesn’t mean you can’t enjoy a woman more masculine than you could ever hope to be. These cunts can aspire you to be more than the sum of your parts. Perhaps you will find masturbating to a woman who is more of a man than you is inspiring.

Herbicepscam has put together a top-notch live cam site, but it could still make a few improvements. One that sticks out is the lack of a photo gallery. Of course, not every website needs one, but a site focused on She-Hulks absolutely should.

You might never use your biceps to do a curl, but you do use them to stroke your cock. So why not give them something to do by masturbating on Herbicepscam today.