The MuscleMax Challenge: Week 1
Rebecca O'Brian for Mother
A warm, assertive, competitive, self-confident middle aged woman who speaks entirely to her college-aged son (the listener). She has recently purchased newly released supplements that greatly enhance muscle growth, and has challenged the listener to a muscle-growth contest over the course of a week between visits home. When the listener returns, she has thoroughly beaten him in the contest. The rest of the weekend is spent with them having other contests, her showing off, and her discussing her growing ambitions to make the most of the supplement.
Role requires lots of laughing, grunting, and minor noises to indicate flexing. The tone should be enthusiastic about her growing muscles, teasing when appropriate, and thrilling for fans of female muscle growth.
Role has potential sequels depending on how the release performs. Please only apply if you are interested in and able to reprieve the role at a similar rate ($200 for 4000 or less words).
Retakes of lines will be requested if required. Alternate takes/outtakes are encouraged.
- english
- general
- enthusiastic
- narration
- Competitive
- Middle-aged
- female adult
- confident
- warm
- middle aged
- motherly
Remember the goal is to build muscle, so packing on fat doesn't count! *chuckle* Though, if everything I've read about the MuscleMax is true, then that shouldn't be much of a problem as long as you do some working out! Anyways, thanks for visiting this weekend and for agreeing to the contest. Here's your bottle of MuscleMax. Remember to read the directions on the label. And you better take this contest seriously, because I will! You don't want your old mom out-muscling you, right? Oh, you chuckle now, but you'll see. I'm going to be in the gym every day pushing myself to the limit. This supplement is the kind of opportunity I've dreamed of, and I'm going to take full advantage of it!
Hey there hon! Thanks for taking care of the kitchen like that. I had a wonderful nap! Do I look any more muscular than I was before? You're not sure? Well, I definitely feel stronger. Here, feel my biceps. They're like rocks, aren't they! Harder than yours now! Just wait 'til they're bigger too! Oh, you really are getting into this, aren't you? *chuckle* Squeezing my arms like they're stress balls! It's okay, sweetie, they deserve the attention! But let's save some of that for next week when they're more impressive!
How about we determine who takes care of dinner with an arm wrestling contest? If you win then no more cooking and dishes for you today. And if you lose, you get to feel my new strength firsthand! It's a win-win, isn't it? Alright then, let's do it! Here we go, elbows down on the table... Hands clasped... Alright 3... 2... 1... Go! *Grunting - Strained:* I shouldn't have underestimated you! This is tough! *Big effort/grunting/straining* Damn! Neither of us are budging! *More grunting, strained* You're slowly pushing me back... Can't hold out... Ah... Looks like you win this time! That was close though!
