Sleeper build revealed (Patreon)

The room went dead silent. The playful jeers died in their throats.

Where there had been a suggestion of softness, there was now a landscape of hard, chiseled muscle. A chest that looked carved from granite, with striations so deep you could get lost in them. A set of washboard abs that looked like they’d been chiseled from marble. His biceps, which had seemed like soft dough a moment ago, were now impossibly thick and vascular, his shoulders so broad and round they seemed to strain the seams of his existence.