Think you have the balls to impress me, beta? Well you and I both know the answer to that question is a resounding No! As of today, however, I am going to make sure that all of My beta bitch minions do something about it! Evolution does only part of the necessary cleansing of the male gene pool through a process called survival of the fittest. Females are genetically predisposed with greater attraction to the more aggressive, virile, competitive, physically fit, and well endowed Alpha males of the species. Yes, you know who I'm talking about.....the Men I date, the Men who always stole your girlfriend, or got that big promotion that you never seemed to be able to land. They are the breeding class of the male species, the sexy, confident, fuckable, masculine, Studs that make you look like a pathetic, wimpy, nerd. Mother nature dealt you a second rate hand beta boy, but there is still one major flaw in the system. For some genetically unidentifiable reason, you are still here, breathing My Alpha air, taking up My precious time, and in all too many cases impersonating an Alpha male, when you know all to well that you don't have the balls to back up all of your boasting and bragging. When the moment of truth arrives, you will always disappoint the Women of this world with the miniscule member you insist on masquerading as a real mans monster. Enough is enough. No more pretending beta bitches, pull down those pants and let's get to the point. Goddess Roxana has the solution to your little dick deception. There is no room in My world for small, so I'm shrinking you down to nothing at all