Post by TAURUS on Nov 5, 2022 23:01:56 GMT -5
“Hello, I am Johnathan Battenbusch and I would like to invite you to join us as we follow a rare and elusive creature, the British large bull, commonly known as TAURUS! The sun rises on a new day as the bull is awoken with hand-selected motivational music.”
At first I was afraid, I was petrified
Kept thinking I could never live without you by my side
But then I spent so many nights thinking how you did me wrong
And I grew strong
“And I learned how to get along”
Taurus sings along to the song as he rises up from the bed. The large man even dances a bit as he heads to his dresser and pulls out a simple pair of black shorts and a dark blue sleeveless shirt.
“The British large bull begins his day with food and fitness. First, he will devour a high-protein meal, carefully crafted and planned to provide energy and sustenance.”
Taurus heads to the kitchen, tossing his chosen shirt onto the back of a chair along the way as he opens the fridge and begins pulling out ingredients.
“Eggs, egg whites, spinach, tomatoes, mushrooms, ham, avocado. That should do it.”
The very large man pulls out a large knife and begins chopping, showing surprising deftness and nimble fingers as he prepares a meal that looks like it could feed four. Six eggs and a full cup's worth of egg whites are whipped together. Spinach and mushrooms sauteed with garlic and spices, ham chopped and tossed into the pan before the eggs are slowly streamed in, the pan nearly overflowing as everything is mixed together. With Taurus’ breakfast for eight almost ready, he takes down a large plate, tosses the mixture onto the ceramic surface, and tops it with tomatoes and avocado. All that is left is to dig in, but as he grabs his fork and readies for the first bite, his phone buzzes and vibrates, then comes to life with the sounds of Depeche Mode’s “Enjoy The Silence”, in a delightful bit of irony. He just taps on the speaker button and takes a bite.
“Hey, there big guy. I know you’re probably either lifting Volkswagons or entertaining some models, but that deal I mentioned a few weeks ago, it’s a go. The Saturday after Thanksgiving, Hustler Hollywood, the official launch of THE Big Bull Dildo, and a special autograph signing. I know you were a little skeptical about the whole thing, and I know that there have been some lame silly jokes made, but the pre-orders are looking fantastic, and the store is predicting around a thousand people for the signing. This is a good deal for you and your brand. I’m also making sure that you are on AVN’s radar for the award show.”
Taurus has just been eating breakfast and drinking coffee the whole time his agent speaks. He sets his fork down, takes a breath, and just nods.
“Hollywood? I thought we were going to do this in New York? Now I’m going to have to book something with Kayfabe Airlines. I love them and they always take care of me, but sometimes it’s nice to just be able to make a quick drive.”
“I get that, but this store is huge and well-known and there’s a better chance of some more folks seeing you out here.”
“Alright. I’m still not sure this was the best idea, but I guess I’m not the first to do this kind of thing. If that’s all, I am going to finish my breakfast, then go lift some cars and entertain models.”
Taurus ends the call and happily finishes his meal in peace.
“With sustenance secured, the British large bull, heads off to engage in what he considers his most crucial morning activity, a vigorous exercise. As is common, he will prepare with one hundred squats, push-ups, and sit-ups, followed by a five-mile run with a custom hill climb program, and then a five-mile bicycle ride, before a demanding weight training cycle. Unfortunately, due to contractual complications, we can not show this truly awe-inspiring workout regimen."
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“After a lengthy and laborious workout, the British large bull returns to his quarters, preparing to cleanse himself. This daily ritual is of the utmost importance, treated with even more care than the gathering of sustenance.”
Taurus comes back to his bedroom, removing his shirt and shorts, quickly tossing them in a hamper as he heads towards the bathroom, but stops, turns back, and walks to the bed.
“Hello there beautiful, sleep well?”
He smiles as he leans down and fluffs up the pillow that his recently won BWF Sovereign Title is lying on. He kisses the belt and just admires it for a second.
“Me and you are going to do great things.”
Taurus grins as he heads into the bathroom. A quick brushing of the teeth, floss, mouthwash, and done as he heads towards the shower. He starts to take his boxer briefs off but stops and looks right at the camera.
“Hey now, remember you gotta keep it above the beltline for this kind of stuff.”
He winks and grins as the view pans up to obscure his lower half before the bright pink fabric of his underwear cloud the camera for a second.
“Luckily the British large bull is both aware and appreciative of our presence. If not, such an invasion could have resulted in acts of aggression.”
The sound of water fills the room as Taurus prepares his body wash, face wash, beard wash, detoxifying scrub, shampoo, and conditioner, a clear system set in place.
“It took all the strength I had not to fall apart
Kept trying hard to mend the pieces of my broken heart”
“The British large bull returns to his motivational music as he thoroughly cleanses himself and no doubt works on his gyrations and thrusts in preparation for the special Wednesday night show he will be performing for what is sure to be a rowdy crowd.”
“Go on now, go, walk out the door
Just turn around now
'Cause you're not welcome anymore”
The singing and humming continue as Taurus takes care of his body, the steam starting to fog up the lens a bit.
“She call me Mr. Boombastic, tell me fantastic
Touch me inna me back, she say I'm Mr. Ro-mantic
Call me fantastic
Touch me inna me back she say I'm Mr. Roooooooooo”
The change in the song is short-lived as the shower is shut off and Taurus shortly emerges with a towel wrapped around his lower half. He smirks and winks at the camera, then grabs his phone as he heads back into the bathroom, more specifically to the mirror.
“Good a time as any to get a nice picture for the tweet later tonight.”
He gets a few shots, trying a few different angles to be sure he’s got a great picture for the tweet for his signature show at the Velvet Rabbit. He seems happy with what he has and tosses the phone onto the bed as he goes back to his dresser and opens the top drawer.
“Now, what should we go with tonight? Black is always good. Maybe something really bright for the shower show. Pink or green? Actually, those three should do it.”
Taurus pulls out three g-strings that look custom-made, as all three feature a glittery gold T right in the middle of the crotch.
“A rare sight as we see the British large bull prepare his seductive attire for the night's festivities. With these choices made, he now turns his attention to combat.”
He glances over at his title, smiles, and picks it up, throwing it over his shoulder.
“Alright, let’s go and watch those tapes. Me and you got a whole new brand to conquer now. A new show, same Sovereign Stud, so let’s prepare.”
“As is common, the British large bull readies himself for research and study. A somewhat boring task, but a much-needed one. He will soon be venturing into new territory both within his home federation where he reigns as a champion and perhaps other places that could use a man of his talents and stature. For now, we leave him to his study.”
Taurus grabs a simple pair of navy boxer briefs from the drawer below his work attire and heads off to his viewing area for the slowest part of his day.
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“The British large bull has ventured out of his dwelling and into his hunting grounds. The Velvet Rabbit is the place where the legend of Taurus truly began to take shape. To some a strip club, to others a den of sin, to Taurus, a second home.”
Taurus pulled his 2022 Black Label Lincoln Navigator into the employee parking area and stepped out wearing far more than he soon would be. Clad in black dress pants and a long sleeve crimson sweater, he grabs his bag and heads inside. Greeting some of the security staff and cocktail waitresses along the way. He gets a few winks and kisses blown in his direction as he passes through and enters the performer's locker room. He quickly undresses, and motions to the camera to again keep it above the belt line. The place is buzzing, which would normally be a surprise on Wednesday night, but with his special performances as well as the cosplay from fan-favorite Holly Guacamole, it is one of the busiest nights. Most of the feature performers are already out, but some of the other bucks and does come and go.
“How rowdy are they tonight?”
Taurus calls out to a young man who looks to be in his early twenties, fairly well built, average height, shaggy blonde hair, light green eyes, and a smile.
“Not too bad, I got my ass pinched by one old lady, and a guy offered me some extra to blow him, but you know they don’t start going real crazy until you’re up there getting everybody wet.”
The young buck grins and chuckles as Taurus nods, having now changed into a bright green g-string that leaves very little to the imagination. He looks at the camera and grins.
“The British large bull has acknowledged our presence once more as he prepares for his first round of the night, a standard stage performance, followed by lap dances and private VIP performances.”
“Alright guys, this is where we say goodbye. You got to see how I start my day, how I handle some business, I’m pretty sure one of you got a peek of me in the shower, and you got a rare glimpse behind the curtain here at the rabbit, but we would have to get all those lovely people out there to sign waivers, plus I’m not sure Splat is ready for a bunch of naked bucks and does all over their screens. I’m sure there were some people with more entertaining and interesting days. Sure there were some that were more boring than mine. Sadly, the most interesting things I do are out on that stage and inside the ring, so if you want to see more of THE Big Bull, and let’s be honest, you know you do, come down to the Velvet Rabbit, watch BWF, and of course watch the World Series of Wrestling.”
Taurus winks and smiles as he turns and heads off, making sure to give a final ass wiggle for the camera before he goes out to perform.
“The British large bull is a truly fascinating and unique creature. Simple in many ways, saving the very best of his charisma and talents for his many fans. It would no doubt be a pleasure to get a shower show on video, but alas this is where we must bid Taurus adieu. I have been Johnathan Battenbusch, and this has been a very special day in the life brought to you by a collaboration between Splat Networks and This is Awesome Promotions."
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At first I was afraid, I was petrified
Kept thinking I could never live without you by my side
But then I spent so many nights thinking how you did me wrong
And I grew strong
“And I learned how to get along”
Taurus sings along to the song as he rises up from the bed. The large man even dances a bit as he heads to his dresser and pulls out a simple pair of black shorts and a dark blue sleeveless shirt.
“The British large bull begins his day with food and fitness. First, he will devour a high-protein meal, carefully crafted and planned to provide energy and sustenance.”
Taurus heads to the kitchen, tossing his chosen shirt onto the back of a chair along the way as he opens the fridge and begins pulling out ingredients.
“Eggs, egg whites, spinach, tomatoes, mushrooms, ham, avocado. That should do it.”
The very large man pulls out a large knife and begins chopping, showing surprising deftness and nimble fingers as he prepares a meal that looks like it could feed four. Six eggs and a full cup's worth of egg whites are whipped together. Spinach and mushrooms sauteed with garlic and spices, ham chopped and tossed into the pan before the eggs are slowly streamed in, the pan nearly overflowing as everything is mixed together. With Taurus’ breakfast for eight almost ready, he takes down a large plate, tosses the mixture onto the ceramic surface, and tops it with tomatoes and avocado. All that is left is to dig in, but as he grabs his fork and readies for the first bite, his phone buzzes and vibrates, then comes to life with the sounds of Depeche Mode’s “Enjoy The Silence”, in a delightful bit of irony. He just taps on the speaker button and takes a bite.
“Hey, there big guy. I know you’re probably either lifting Volkswagons or entertaining some models, but that deal I mentioned a few weeks ago, it’s a go. The Saturday after Thanksgiving, Hustler Hollywood, the official launch of THE Big Bull Dildo, and a special autograph signing. I know you were a little skeptical about the whole thing, and I know that there have been some lame silly jokes made, but the pre-orders are looking fantastic, and the store is predicting around a thousand people for the signing. This is a good deal for you and your brand. I’m also making sure that you are on AVN’s radar for the award show.”
Taurus has just been eating breakfast and drinking coffee the whole time his agent speaks. He sets his fork down, takes a breath, and just nods.
“Hollywood? I thought we were going to do this in New York? Now I’m going to have to book something with Kayfabe Airlines. I love them and they always take care of me, but sometimes it’s nice to just be able to make a quick drive.”
“I get that, but this store is huge and well-known and there’s a better chance of some more folks seeing you out here.”
“Alright. I’m still not sure this was the best idea, but I guess I’m not the first to do this kind of thing. If that’s all, I am going to finish my breakfast, then go lift some cars and entertain models.”
Taurus ends the call and happily finishes his meal in peace.
“With sustenance secured, the British large bull, heads off to engage in what he considers his most crucial morning activity, a vigorous exercise. As is common, he will prepare with one hundred squats, push-ups, and sit-ups, followed by a five-mile run with a custom hill climb program, and then a five-mile bicycle ride, before a demanding weight training cycle. Unfortunately, due to contractual complications, we can not show this truly awe-inspiring workout regimen."
************************************************************************
“After a lengthy and laborious workout, the British large bull returns to his quarters, preparing to cleanse himself. This daily ritual is of the utmost importance, treated with even more care than the gathering of sustenance.”
Taurus comes back to his bedroom, removing his shirt and shorts, quickly tossing them in a hamper as he heads towards the bathroom, but stops, turns back, and walks to the bed.
“Hello there beautiful, sleep well?”
He smiles as he leans down and fluffs up the pillow that his recently won BWF Sovereign Title is lying on. He kisses the belt and just admires it for a second.
“Me and you are going to do great things.”
Taurus grins as he heads into the bathroom. A quick brushing of the teeth, floss, mouthwash, and done as he heads towards the shower. He starts to take his boxer briefs off but stops and looks right at the camera.
“Hey now, remember you gotta keep it above the beltline for this kind of stuff.”
He winks and grins as the view pans up to obscure his lower half before the bright pink fabric of his underwear cloud the camera for a second.
“Luckily the British large bull is both aware and appreciative of our presence. If not, such an invasion could have resulted in acts of aggression.”
The sound of water fills the room as Taurus prepares his body wash, face wash, beard wash, detoxifying scrub, shampoo, and conditioner, a clear system set in place.
“It took all the strength I had not to fall apart
Kept trying hard to mend the pieces of my broken heart”
“The British large bull returns to his motivational music as he thoroughly cleanses himself and no doubt works on his gyrations and thrusts in preparation for the special Wednesday night show he will be performing for what is sure to be a rowdy crowd.”
“Go on now, go, walk out the door
Just turn around now
'Cause you're not welcome anymore”
The singing and humming continue as Taurus takes care of his body, the steam starting to fog up the lens a bit.
“She call me Mr. Boombastic, tell me fantastic
Touch me inna me back, she say I'm Mr. Ro-mantic
Call me fantastic
Touch me inna me back she say I'm Mr. Roooooooooo”
The change in the song is short-lived as the shower is shut off and Taurus shortly emerges with a towel wrapped around his lower half. He smirks and winks at the camera, then grabs his phone as he heads back into the bathroom, more specifically to the mirror.
“Good a time as any to get a nice picture for the tweet later tonight.”
He gets a few shots, trying a few different angles to be sure he’s got a great picture for the tweet for his signature show at the Velvet Rabbit. He seems happy with what he has and tosses the phone onto the bed as he goes back to his dresser and opens the top drawer.
“Now, what should we go with tonight? Black is always good. Maybe something really bright for the shower show. Pink or green? Actually, those three should do it.”
Taurus pulls out three g-strings that look custom-made, as all three feature a glittery gold T right in the middle of the crotch.
“A rare sight as we see the British large bull prepare his seductive attire for the night's festivities. With these choices made, he now turns his attention to combat.”
He glances over at his title, smiles, and picks it up, throwing it over his shoulder.
“Alright, let’s go and watch those tapes. Me and you got a whole new brand to conquer now. A new show, same Sovereign Stud, so let’s prepare.”
“As is common, the British large bull readies himself for research and study. A somewhat boring task, but a much-needed one. He will soon be venturing into new territory both within his home federation where he reigns as a champion and perhaps other places that could use a man of his talents and stature. For now, we leave him to his study.”
Taurus grabs a simple pair of navy boxer briefs from the drawer below his work attire and heads off to his viewing area for the slowest part of his day.
************************************************************************
“The British large bull has ventured out of his dwelling and into his hunting grounds. The Velvet Rabbit is the place where the legend of Taurus truly began to take shape. To some a strip club, to others a den of sin, to Taurus, a second home.”
Taurus pulled his 2022 Black Label Lincoln Navigator into the employee parking area and stepped out wearing far more than he soon would be. Clad in black dress pants and a long sleeve crimson sweater, he grabs his bag and heads inside. Greeting some of the security staff and cocktail waitresses along the way. He gets a few winks and kisses blown in his direction as he passes through and enters the performer's locker room. He quickly undresses, and motions to the camera to again keep it above the belt line. The place is buzzing, which would normally be a surprise on Wednesday night, but with his special performances as well as the cosplay from fan-favorite Holly Guacamole, it is one of the busiest nights. Most of the feature performers are already out, but some of the other bucks and does come and go.
“How rowdy are they tonight?”
Taurus calls out to a young man who looks to be in his early twenties, fairly well built, average height, shaggy blonde hair, light green eyes, and a smile.
“Not too bad, I got my ass pinched by one old lady, and a guy offered me some extra to blow him, but you know they don’t start going real crazy until you’re up there getting everybody wet.”
The young buck grins and chuckles as Taurus nods, having now changed into a bright green g-string that leaves very little to the imagination. He looks at the camera and grins.
“The British large bull has acknowledged our presence once more as he prepares for his first round of the night, a standard stage performance, followed by lap dances and private VIP performances.”
“Alright guys, this is where we say goodbye. You got to see how I start my day, how I handle some business, I’m pretty sure one of you got a peek of me in the shower, and you got a rare glimpse behind the curtain here at the rabbit, but we would have to get all those lovely people out there to sign waivers, plus I’m not sure Splat is ready for a bunch of naked bucks and does all over their screens. I’m sure there were some people with more entertaining and interesting days. Sure there were some that were more boring than mine. Sadly, the most interesting things I do are out on that stage and inside the ring, so if you want to see more of THE Big Bull, and let’s be honest, you know you do, come down to the Velvet Rabbit, watch BWF, and of course watch the World Series of Wrestling.”
Taurus winks and smiles as he turns and heads off, making sure to give a final ass wiggle for the camera before he goes out to perform.
“The British large bull is a truly fascinating and unique creature. Simple in many ways, saving the very best of his charisma and talents for his many fans. It would no doubt be a pleasure to get a shower show on video, but alas this is where we must bid Taurus adieu. I have been Johnathan Battenbusch, and this has been a very special day in the life brought to you by a collaboration between Splat Networks and This is Awesome Promotions."
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