Kind of bouncing around on a lot of topics here, but hopefully I’ll tie it all together in the end.
My tastes have definitely evolved over the years. I saw my first Women’s Physique World back in the early 90s and I immediately knew “that’s what I like!” At first, I liked a woman who in addition to muscles, also had breasts, wore makeup, basically looked “feminine”. Now, the more masculine, the better. Paige Dumars seems to represent the closest thing to my ideal physically: huge with a seeming desire to get endlessly bigger/ stronger with no hangups about steroid side effects, getting “too big” or anything else.
Not to get too sappy, but I’ve never been one for 1-night stands. My ultimate fantasy revolves a long term monogamous relationship with my perfect woman who also views me as her perfect man. Her only love (other than me) is to continue growing. She loves the changes steroids bring to her body and is so excited that she’s found a man that loves those changes as well. We both accept and love each other for being exactly who we want to be. I support her financially and provide her with all she needs to thrive physically, but also emotionally. As her body grows and changes, we experiment sexually with completely open minds how to maximize each other’s pleasure.
Maybe this woman doesn’t really exist. Maybe it’s not possible for this desire to become the most massive, juiced-up woman ever to come without emotional and mental baggage that precludes the rest of my fantasy. That said, I’ve got to think in this world of billions of humans, she is out there. Even so, the “needle in a haystack” aspect seems to mean, at least for now, that mine will stay firmly in the world of fantasy rather than becoming my reality.