The helicopter drops you down on the deodorant, whereyou hope to get some nice, upper body shots of the young male stud. After several minutes you can hear a door open and shut. His footsteps come towards the bathroom and you see that he must have just gotten back from the gym. His sleeveless tee is plastered to his chest with sweat and at this size you can smell it. He removes his shirt and throws it onto the counter, covering some of your colleagues in his soaked top. You begin snapping pictures of his massive bronze pecs, bulging biceps, and ripped abs, all shining with sweat. Caught up in your work you fail to notice that he's coming towards you. He reaches down to pick up the stick of deodorant and you stumble and stick to the middle of it. Looking up you see the gigantic armpit getting closer. You are pressed up into it, with hair as thick as rope ensnaring you. You are caught in the hairs and the deodorant is placed back on the counter. Suddenly Zac's face fills your vision. He takes a whiff and says...
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