I'm here to bring back your stupid girlfriends shirt. The one she's been bugging me about day and night for. Just so happens to be the one I'm wearing! The same one that looks like a potato sack on her. I clearly fill out the shirt better than she does. Why would she even want it back? She can't even fill out the top with her tiny little titties. She only wants it back because she's jealous of all the attention I get when I wear it. Look how my biceps fill up the sleeves! She knows I look better in it. YOU know I look better in it. You only have her around for convenience. She doesn't have...

I'm here to bring back your stupid girlfriends shirt. The one she's been bugging me about day and night for. Just so happens to be the one I'm wearing! The same one that looks like a potato sack on her. I clearly fill out the shirt better than she does. Why would she even want it back? She can't even fill out the top with her tiny little titties. She only wants it back because she's jealous of all the attention I get when I wear it. Look how my biceps fill up the sleeves! She knows I look better in it. YOU know I look better in it. You only have her around for convenience. She doesn't have a muscle on her body. She must not know your secret desire for female muscle, but I do! That's why I came to "return" it when only you were home! To show you how a real woman fills out a plain ole t-shirt. She's so fragile and frail...soft and spongy. And she wonders why you don't touch her?! I wonder what she would think if she knew I was here without her? I don't care, do you? And she has bugged me SO much, for so long, I figured I'd return it my own special way! By shredding it to pieces. Starting slowly so we can both listen to the fibers give way to my power and strength. I start with the back, then the sleeves. I hulk out and rip her shirt into several pieces, all the while, enjoying the shredding sound. Your gf is so weak she couldn't even rip a piece of foil! I'm actually doing her a favor though! She's only good for cooking and cleaning...so I've just turned her shirt into several dust rags! See! I'm not that bad. However, now I need another shirt to wear home! I guess I'll have to go in her closet and "borrow" another one!