When a wife finds a hobby

[R41N]

Hey, I hit a bit of a writers block on “Confessions of a muscle mom” but I found a finished story while looking through my files that I had forgotten to post so... enjoy?

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When a wife finds a hobby
Tags: Husband/wife, Transformation, Size difference, Strength difference, Domination



Mike and Kristen had been together for nearly six years now. They had met and gotten together way back in university at an after exams party. It just so happened that they really hit it of and quickly became a couple. They had almost been together for two years before they ditched each of their apartments and bought a house together.

Nowadays they were both accustomed to the life of the typical working adult. They’d wake up early, get to work, get back home late and exhausted, only to most likely watch some movies or tv series together. Mike worked as a project manager at a large corporation where he’d initially been one of their engineers. Money was certainly good but there wasn’t much else that was positive about the job. Kristen meanwhile had worked a few different jobs over the years which had all been tough and stressful for her.

While they still loved each other dearly, that spark they had during their first few years together had certainly diminished. Work and stress had taken its toll on both of them, both mentally and physically. Sex had gotten stale and less frequent over the years. Mike had gotten rather thin and out of shape over time due to barely having time to eat, let alone exercise. He mostly ordered fast food at work and when home, he and Kristen would most of the time order something as well rather than cook. While he had been a healthy and rather normal 160 lbs 5’9 guy back in university he now weighed a measly 140 lbs. Kristen on the other hand had suffered the opposite problem. She had been fit and active back in university, however with the complete lack of time and energy during the past few years along with the abundance of stress and consequently large amounts of fast food, she had inevitably put some pounds on. Now weighing 155 lbs at her height of 5’7 she had gotten quite chubby, much more so than she ever could’ve seen herself being comfortable with back when she was a trim 130 lbs.

More recently Kristen had gotten a job as a nurse at a private hormone therapy clinic where she had spent the past year working. It was a good job, certainly less stressful than her earlier jobs and way less exhausting. The job payed decent as well but what was awesome about it was that the clinic was located rather close to where she and Mike lived. That, along with her now much more reasonable work schedule gave her quite a few more hours of free time during the evenings. This meant she could finally bring herself to actually cook some healthy food for her and Mike.

One Friday evening Kristen had gotten home by 16:20. She had taken a quick shower before cooking up a decent meal and sitting down in the living room to watch some tv. She finished her meal at about 16:50 and with nothing interesting on tv she felt rather bored. She checked the time and realized Mike wouldn’t be home for at least another two hours. With nothing to do she decided to hit up some friends and check if any of them felt like hanging out. She had been trying to spend more time with them lately now that she finally had the time and energy to do so. After speaking to a few of her close friends she found out that they had all planned a bit of an event and were going rock climbing, in fact they were going in just a few minutes. Naturally they invited her to come along which she gladly did. She quickly got dressed in something more appropriate and got going.

That evening turned out to be incredibly fun and Kristen and her friends started going rock climbing nearly every weekend together. Kristen really took a liking to it all and soon she got herself a membership at the facility they were going to and began going rock climbing by herself multiple times a week. It eventually turned into quite the passion for her and about a half year later she had shedded a lot of fat from having been rock climbing regularly and getting her diet in check. She now weighed 145 lbs and looked quite lean. She was a bit surprised by the rather small weight loss, considering the drastic changes in her appearance. The arm flab she used to have was completely gone and her arms were very lean and were actually looking rather muscly. She could also see faint lines of her abs coming through. Her legs and butt had at the same time toned up surprisingly nicely considering rock climbing mostly works the upper body. She actually kind of liked her new more muscular self, she felt fitter and stronger than ever and the changes hadn’t gone unnoticed by Mike either.

Kristen had gotten much more energetic and her libido had come back greater than ever. She was on Mike nearly every other day trying to get him in the sack after work, and even though he always came home exhausted, her new fit and toned body along with all her teasing never failed to perk him up enough to have some fun. She was hotter and physically more playful than she ever was and Mike was certainly enjoying the benefits of that. He found her tight and hard body extremely sexy and he was beginning to pay more and more attention to her abs and her increasingly ripped arms, rubbing and feeling them as they had sex.

With Kristen’s passion for rock climbing growing she began taking her training really seriously. Not only was she rock climbing every other day now but she also began doing rock climbing specific weight training multiple times a week. She had ordered some dumbbells and a weightlifting rack with a pull-up bar and set up a small makeshift gym in their basement, which she frequented multiple times a week. Her diet had become strict and she had made a conscious effort to eat a very protein rich diet so that she could recover from all of her workouts. She even began supplementing with creatine and a few other performance aiding supplements.

About a year later, having stayed fully committed to her diet and training the entire time, her body had changed completely. She was now what most people would call ”ripped“. Her abs had developed and become much thicker and stronger along with her core, to the point where her blocky abs clearly jutted out even when relaxed. Her back had gotten thick and lumpy with dense muscle and her arms were now completely ridiculous. They were ripped and obviously muscular  now with thick veins running along the top of her biceps. Her forearms were inordinately huge (especially for a girl) and were chorded with thick hard earned muscle from all the climbing and grip work she had done. They were incredibly vascular with veins that crisscrossed all over and ran down her strong hands and fingers. She now weighed a dense 160 lbs and was completely ripped. Mike on the other hand hadn’t changed up much of anything related to his health or physicality over the past year but he had dropped down to 135 lbs due to a period of extra stress at work.

Kristen’s muscles had during the past year certainly become the main attraction during their lovemaking and Mike’s infatuation, no, obsession with them was not exactly a secret. He was always feeling her up and running his hands all over her hard body, caressing and fondling her bulging muscles and trying to squeeze them. Kristen was loving this new attention. Mike had never been this crazy over her, even back when they first met, she had never felt so desired, so appreciated, so hot. She loved playing along and teasing him with her body and throwing in the occasional flex which she always noticed drove him crazy. What always turned her on the most however was the realization of how much more muscular than him she had become and how much stronger than him she surely was. Although they had never explicitly talked about that or explored the thought, anyone who looked at the two would undoubtedly know. She was after all absolutely jacked while his body had withered into a thin soft one with little to no significant muscle mass. Kristen had at first been a bit put off by him losing weight and getting more and more out of shape over the years, but as she found herself becoming stronger and more muscular she began feeling incredibly turned on at the sight of his cute thin body. It was a feeling she had never felt before, one that felt so true, deep and primal. It was an unwavering desire to be the stronger and dominant one between the two of them. Something about the woman being the physically superior one, the one in charge and in control of her weak mate, just felt right. She realized that she wanted this dynamic, no, she craved it.

Sex was great, their relationship was great and it seemed like everything was as it should be. However while Mike definitely loved, adored, and was crazy turned on by Kristen’s muscular body, he had been struggling with his fragile male ego and self esteem. His wife had made this insane transformation into a buff and ripped hardbody girl while he was just soft and skinny, and yet he was the man in the relationship. Wasn’t he supposed to be the strong one? He felt incredibly inadequate and insecure about how he looked compared to her and often wondered if she really was attracted to him, which to most people would seem like a ridiculous thought to have, seeing as how sexual she had become with him.

One Saturday evening Mike had been watching some tv and was accompanied by a bottle of wine, well, half of one now. By any reasonable standards he’d definitely had too much to drink and just as he was about to pour himself another glass Kristen came walking in the living room. She was dressed in a white tank top and was wearing some cute and quite skimpy red cotton shorts that barely covered her plump ass. Her strong capped shoulders and ridiculous arms were on full display. Her shoulders were striated and looked like small pumpkins while her arms looked absolutely ripped and had thick blood filled veins snaking along them that ran down biceps and her thickly muscled forearms. “God she looks strong,” Mike thought, “But she can’t be stronger than me can she? I’m a man after all,” he pondered. Contrary to his better judgement and with the alcohol running through his veins he suddenly blurted out “Hey let’s arm wrestle!” For a second he couldn’t believe what he had said. Had he really just challenged this muscular fenom of a woman he called his wife to an armwrestle? Kristen was taken aback by the sudden ridiculous suggestion, “What?” She chuckled. “You heard me, let’s see who’s stronger. You may have those sexy muscles of yours but I’m still a man.” Mike was no longer thinking straight and at this point there was no turning back. Kristen was now getting quite annoyed. She could tell that Mike was drunk but him saying that felt completely unacceptable. “Oh come on don’t be silly honey,” she said calmly, still managing to keep her composure. “No! I am the man of the household and while you might be more muscular than me, men are still naturally stronger than women,” he yelled. That did it, how could he be so ignorant, so sexist? Kristen never imagined that Mike could’ve had this in him. She felt incredibly disappointed and the disappointment quickly turned into anger. “Fine! Have it your way,” she said, her demeanor had now completely changed. Mike could tell that she was now really angry and it finally hit him that he probably, no definitely, without a shadow of a doubt had stepped over the line.

Kristen stomped over to the living room table and stopped by the other side, opposite to where Mike sat on the couch. Now much more up close it dawned on Mike how truly big his wife was. He suddenly felt very intimidated, no, scared. He had pissed off his buff ripped wife while knowing full well how scrawny he was and that he would have absolutely no chance against her in a physical encounter of any kind. She kneeled down by the table and confidently placed her right arm on the table. He slowly got his arm up on the table and started to feel really worried as he for the first time saw his own arm right beside hers. He always knew that she was for sure bigger than him but never realized by how much. It looked like her arm was nearly 2 times the size of his and she was as lean as he’d ever seen anyone. Her arm bulged threateningly, showing clear cuts and separation between the individual bulbous muscle bellies. The thick veins in her upper arm protruded greatly and ran along her upper arm and scattered into many smaller ones along her wide forearm. While her upper arm was incredible there was just something truly intimidating about her nearly equally large forearm that was chorded with thick muscle and had veins crisscrossing all over. Suddenly she forcibly gripped his hand and squeezed it hard. It hurt and it felt like she was trying to break his hand. Mike looked up at her, almost in shock and was met by Kristen’s unyielding cold stern gaze. He started to truly regret what he had said as he was starting to fear what was about to go down. “Come on, take your grip then!” she yelled. Mike’s heart skipped a beat and he began closing his hand, struggling to take a grip. No matter what he did he felt like he couldn’t get any purchase on her hand and arm as Kristen squeezed the life out of his hand. “Go on, you count us down,” she said sternly. This was it, he began counting down. “3... 2... 1... GO!” And nothing... Kristen’s arm didn’t even budge. He had hit with everything he had and even went slightly early, right before the go, and yet there they were, she was holding him like a child. Suddenly she chuckled hysterically, “Oh my god, are you serious?” Mike was shocked, he desperately tried to pull and push in every angle he could imagine but she simply held him steadily as she absorbed all his efforts with ease and looked at him with disdain. As his arm was quickly being drained he looked over at her arm. Her bicep was bulging powerfully and her forearm looked absolutely ridiculous as it had exploded with thick blood engorged veins. He carefully looked up at her. She looked like she had calmed down a bit now. “Go on then big man,” she smirked, now mocking him. Mike surged a few times to no avail before his arm went entirely limp. Kristen giggled at his futile attempts before she proceeded to effortlessly bring his arm down. She then stood back up and looked down at Mike, still clearly upset with him and said, “Do you get it now? I’m stronger than you Mike, get over it.” Mike looked up at her, he felt ashamed and pitiful. She then brought her arms up into a double bicep flex. Her biceps rose and peaked hugely. She looked menacing and Mike was absolutely speechless. She then turned around and began walking away before quickly stopping in her tracks. She turned back around, “And don’t you ever dare give me that sexist attitude again!” she yelled before walking off. Mike was stumped, he felt disappointed in himself. Ashamed and embarrassed, not only by what he had said but also by the pathetic performance he’d had. At the same time however he was becoming increasingly aware of his rock hard erection. The complete physical domination his wife had showcased had at the same time been wildly erotic, and there was no question in his mind that she was magnitudes stronger than him.

Later that same evening he felt like he was walking on eggshells. He stayed quiet and he could tell that Kristen made a point to avoid him. The time eventually hit midnight and he contemplated whether or not to join her in their bedroom. He eventually decided that he’d sleep on the couch, he simply couldn’t face her after what had happened.

As morning came Mike felt like a truck had hit him. He groggily got up of the couch and walked into the kitchen. He strongly craved some coffee that would hopefully alleviate his hangover. He still felt awkward walking around the house and felt relieved that Kristen wasn’t in the kitchen. After having made his coffee he went back to the living room and sat down. Before he could turn on the TV he heard some faint grunting and moaning. Was that Kristen? Mike got up and walked over to the stairs. It was coming from the basement. With his curiosity getting the better of him he ventured downstairs. He hadn’t been in the basement in over a year and it looked much more orderly than he’d remembered it. He approached the room where he remembered they had stored a bunch of cardboard boxes filled with various junk from when they had first moved in. As he peered inside past the slightly open door he immediately noted that not only were all the boxes of junk gone but the room had been entirely cleared out and transformed into a small home gym. There Kristen was, doing pull-ups on a small multi purpose weightlifting rack. On the floor beside the rack there were probably 15 pairs of various sized dumbbells laying around. As Kristen kept pumping out pull-ups Mike felt a strong urge to get a better view of the scene and gently nudged the door to open it a little bit more. What followed was immediate regret as the door creaked loudly. Kristen immediately dropped down and turned towards the door. “Mike?” she called out. Having been so obviously noticed there were no option to walk away. “H-hey...” Mike said trying his best to sound casual, “Since when have we had a home gym?” “Oh, I guess I never told you about it huh. Care to join me?” she said before jumping up to grab the bar again and resumed her pull-ups. Now with a clear view Mike ogled in awe at her back as she performed her reps with ease. Her upper back was lumpy and thick, her shoulders and arms were popping with round bubbling muscle and even her vascular forearms looked menacing as she hung there. He quickly felt his loins begin to stir. Before things could escalate he looked around questioning whether or not he should join her and do some exercise. After some hesitation he started to feel quite awkward and went and picked up a pair of 20 lbs dumbbells off the floor. He began doing some basic bicep curls standing up but quickly began to struggle. After completing six reps he set the dumbbells down for a brief rest. He heard Kristen finally drop down from the pull-up bar. She walked up beside him and they made brief eye contact. She smiled lightly before she bent down and picked up a pair of 40 lbs dumbbells and began curling away. Mike simply stood there speechless and stared at her biceps bursting through her skin with power as she pumped out 15 controlled reps. “Wow...” he commented as he marveled at the pumped up peaks, sporting near pencil thick veins. Without acknowledging his compliment Kristen simply turned to him, paused for a moment and said “Here” as she handed him the dumbbells. It was obvious what she wanted, she wanted him to curl them. Feeling obligated to comply he grabbed the dumbbells and immediately felt how heavy they were. Simply holding them was straining Mike’s weak grip and he knew he wouldn’t be able to lift them. He gave it a shot anyway and with all the effort in the world he barely got the right dumbbell to a 45 degree angle before lowering it, his left arm performed even worse. Kristen snickered at him, she then grabbed the dumbbells out of his hands and began curling away while keeping unyielding eye contact with him. He began to blush as his wife was clearly establishing the power dynamic between them. He was quickly becoming aware of his rapidly growing erection as she grunted sexily while powering through another 12 reps. After what seemed like an eternity she bent down and dropped the dumbbells, she stood back up and looked at him briefly before smirking slightly and bringing her arms up into a double bicep pose. They simply looked huge as they had been pumped up to an astonishing level of muscularity. The peaks were sharp looking and they had this grainy hard look to them that exuded strength. “Feel them,” she suddenly commanded. He simply obeyed and placed his palms atop her peaks and began fondling the bulging muscle bellies. He tried squeezing them, but there was literally no give to them. “Well, what do you think?” she asked. “T-they’re incredible... they’re so hard and... big...” Mike felt meek and inferior in her presence and his knees began to feel wobbly. “Oh yeah?” she spoke softly. Kristen began slowly flexing and unflexing her arms, forcing Mike’s hands to adhere as her biceps repeatedly swelled against his hands. He was beginning to involuntarily moan in complete awe and with wild desire. It was all too much for him and finally his knees gave out and he collapsed on the floor landing on his butt. He felt lightheaded. “What’s the matter?” Kristen giggled. She then put her foot against Mike’s throbbing erection, gently pressing against it and began massaging him. He gazed up at her as she brought her arms up into a mighty flex again, pumping them. Mike had never felt this turned on before and such a level of sexual desire. As Kristen put some more pressure on his junk Mike began to moan urgently and shudder with indescribable pleasure. Kristen was becoming absolutely drunk on this act of dominance. Her pussy was on fire and her workout shorts were completely soaked. She felt feverishly turned on. This is what she wanted. She pressed even harder with her foot as she said, “You’re mine.” Within seconds Mike reached the ultimate orgasm, moaning loudly as he splurted cum all inside his pants. Before he was able to catch his breath Kristen pounced on him like a lioness, straddling his waist and pinning him down on the floor. She couldn’t hold herself back any longer and began to quickly pry his pants and underwear off. “Kri-Kristen... please... I...” Mike cried out but quickly realized that there was no stopping her. She was so much stronger than him and he knew that he couldn’t stop her even if his life was on the line. She had complete control over him. The look in her eyes said it all. Her eyes had a wild feline look to them, a look of desire and determination of primal nature. He had never seen her like this and it was almost scary. Kristen practically ripped his underwear off and took his rock hard cock, still dribbling with cum inside her. She pinned his arms down beside his head and began to violently thrust him into the floor repeatedly as she quickly neared her own orgasm. She squeezed Mike’s wrists increasingly hard to the point of hurt. “Kristen please! You’re too strong, you’re hurting me” Mike pleaded. Those words finally brought her over the edge, causing powerful waves of pleasure to ripple throughout her body. She screamed in absolute ecstasy as she writhed and shuddered and reached the most intense and incredible prolonged orgasm she had ever had. She finally let go of Mike’s now bruised wrists and sat up and looked wickedly into his eyes. She smirked and leaned down beside his ear, “You better build up some resilience honey. Things are going to be very different around here from now on...” she whispered before licking the edge of his ear. She sat back up, still straddling him and brought her arms up into a awe inducing flex once more. Much to her delight Mike reached up and fondled her steely peaks as she pumped them a few final times. She then let her arms down, bent down and gave him a loving kiss before getting up off him and walking back upstairs, leaving Mike laying there in utter disbelief.

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[jeffbeans]

Another great story!! 

[R41N]

Thanks, I’m glad you liked it.

[taoschild]

At times it is hard to read because of the long paragraphs rather than a new one for each speaker -- but that is where my criticism ends. Fun story -- you sure you don't have another chapter in it?

[R41N]

Yeah, I don’t plan on continuing this one.

I did reformat it for an easier read though.


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Mike and Kristen had been together for nearly six years now. They had met and gotten together way back in university at an after exams party. It just so happened that they really hit it of and quickly became a couple. They had almost been together for two years before they ditched each of their apartments and bought a house together.

Nowadays they were both accustomed to the life of the typical working adult. They’d wake up early, get to work, get back home late and exhausted, only to most likely watch some movies or tv series together. Mike worked as a project manager at a large corporation where he’d initially been one of their engineers. Money was certainly good but there wasn’t much else that was positive about the job. Kristen meanwhile had worked a few different jobs over the years which had all been tough and stressful for her.

While they still loved each other dearly, that spark they had during their first few years together had certainly diminished. Work and stress had taken its toll on both of them, both mentally and physically. Sex had gotten stale and less frequent over the years. Mike had gotten rather thin and out of shape over time due to barely having time to eat, let alone exercise. He mostly ordered fast food at work and when home, he and Kristen would most of the time order something as well rather than cook.

While he had been a healthy and rather normal 160 lbs 5’9 guy back in university he now weighed a measly 140 lbs. Kristen on the other hand had suffered the opposite problem. She had been fit and active back in university, however with the complete lack of time and energy during the past few years along with the abundance of stress and consequently large amounts of fast food, she had inevitably put some pounds on. Now weighing 155 lbs at her height of 5’7 she had gotten quite chubby, much more so than she ever could’ve seen herself being comfortable with back when she was a trim 130 lbs.

More recently Kristen had gotten a job as a nurse at a private hormone therapy clinic where she had spent the past year working. It was a good job, certainly less stressful than her earlier jobs and way less exhausting. The job payed decent as well but what was awesome about it was that the clinic was located rather close to where she and Mike lived. That, along with her now much more reasonable work schedule gave her quite a few more hours of free time during the evenings. This meant she could finally bring herself to actually cook some healthy food for her and Mike.

One Friday evening Kristen had gotten home by 16:20. She had taken a quick shower before cooking up a decent meal and sitting down in the living room to watch some tv. She finished her meal at about 16:50 and with nothing interesting on tv she felt rather bored. She checked the time and realized Mike wouldn’t be home for at least another two hours. With nothing to do she decided to hit up some friends and check if any of them felt like hanging out. She had been trying to spend more time with them lately now that she finally had the time and energy to do so. After speaking to a few of her close friends she found out that they had all planned a bit of an event and were going rock climbing, in fact they were going in just a few minutes. Naturally they invited her to come along which she gladly did. She quickly got dressed in something more appropriate and got going.

That evening turned out to be incredibly fun and Kristen and her friends started going rock climbing nearly every weekend together. Kristen really took a liking to it all and soon she got herself a membership at the facility they were going to and began going rock climbing by herself multiple times a week. It eventually turned into quite the passion for her and about a half year later she had shedded a lot of fat from having been rock climbing regularly and getting her diet in check.

She now weighed 145 lbs and looked quite lean. She was a bit surprised by the rather small weight loss, considering the drastic changes in her appearance. The arm flab she used to have was completely gone and her arms were very lean and were actually looking rather muscly. She could also see faint lines of her abs coming through. Her legs and butt had at the same time toned up surprisingly nicely considering rock climbing mostly works the upper body. She actually kind of liked her new more muscular self, she felt fitter and stronger than ever and the changes hadn’t gone unnoticed by Mike either.

Kristen had gotten much more energetic and her libido had come back greater than ever. She was on Mike nearly every other day trying to get him in the sack after work, and even though he always came home exhausted, her new fit and toned body along with all her teasing never failed to perk him up enough to have some fun. She was hotter and physically more playful than she ever was and Mike was certainly enjoying the benefits of that. He found her tight and hard body extremely sexy and he was beginning to pay more and more attention to her abs and her increasingly ripped arms, rubbing and feeling them as they had sex.

With Kristen’s passion for rock climbing growing she began taking her training really seriously. Not only was she rock climbing every other day now but she also began doing rock climbing specific weight training multiple times a week. She had ordered some dumbbells and a weightlifting rack with a pull-up bar and set up a small makeshift gym in their basement, which she frequented multiple times a week. Her diet had become strict and she had made a conscious effort to eat a very protein rich diet so that she could recover from all of her workouts. She even began supplementing with creatine and a few other performance aiding supplements.

About a year later, having stayed fully committed to her diet and training the entire time, her body had changed completely. She was now what most people would call ”ripped“. Her abs had developed and become much thicker and stronger along with her core, to the point where her blocky abs clearly jutted out even when relaxed. Her back had gotten thick and lumpy with dense muscle and her arms were now completely ridiculous. They were ripped and obviously muscular  now with thick veins running along the top of her biceps. Her forearms were inordinately huge (especially for a girl) and were chorded with thick hard earned muscle from all the climbing and grip work she had done. They were incredibly vascular with veins that crisscrossed all over and ran down her strong hands and fingers. She now weighed a dense 160 lbs and was completely ripped. Mike on the other hand hadn’t changed up much of anything related to his health or physicality over the past year but he had dropped down to 135 lbs due to a period of extra stress at work.

Kristen’s muscles had during the past year certainly become the main attraction during their lovemaking and Mike’s infatuation, no, obsession with them was not exactly a secret. He was always feeling her up and running his hands all over her hard body, caressing and fondling her bulging muscles and trying to squeeze them. Kristen was loving this new attention. Mike had never been this crazy over her, even back when they first met, she had never felt so desired, so appreciated, so hot. She loved playing along and teasing him with her body and throwing in the occasional flex which she always noticed drove him crazy.

What always turned her on the most however was the realization of how much more muscular than him she had become and how much stronger than him she surely was. Although they had never explicitly talked about that or explored the thought, anyone who looked at the two would undoubtedly know. She was after all absolutely jacked while his body had withered into a thin soft one with little to no significant muscle mass.

Kristen had at first been a bit put off by him losing weight and getting more and more out of shape over the years, but as she found herself becoming stronger and more muscular she began feeling incredibly turned on at the sight of his cute thin body. It was a feeling she had never felt before, one that felt so true, deep and primal. It was an unwavering desire to be the stronger and dominant one between the two of them. Something about the woman being the physically superior one, the one in charge and in control of her weak mate, just felt right. She realized that she wanted this dynamic, no, she craved it.

Sex was great, their relationship was great and it seemed like everything was as it should be. However while Mike definitely loved, adored, and was crazy turned on by Kristen’s muscular body, he had been struggling with his fragile male ego and self esteem. His wife had made this insane transformation into a buff and ripped hardbody girl while he was just soft and skinny, and yet he was the man in the relationship. Wasn’t he supposed to be the strong one? He felt incredibly inadequate and insecure about how he looked compared to her and often wondered if she really was attracted to him, which to most people would seem like a ridiculous thought to have, seeing as how sexual she had become with him.

One Saturday evening Mike had been watching some tv and was accompanied by a bottle of wine, well, half of one now. By any reasonable standards he’d definitely had too much to drink and just as he was about to pour himself another glass Kristen came walking in the living room. She was dressed in a white tank top and was wearing some cute and quite skimpy red cotton shorts that barely covered her plump ass. Her strong capped shoulders and ridiculous arms were on full display. Her shoulders were striated and looked like small pumpkins while her arms looked absolutely ripped and had thick blood filled veins snaking along them that ran down her biceps and her thickly muscled forearms.

“God she looks strong,” Mike thought, “But she can’t be stronger than me can she? I’m a man after all,” he pondered. Contrary to his better judgement and with the alcohol running through his veins he suddenly blurted out “Hey let’s arm wrestle!” For a second he couldn’t believe what he had said. Had he really just challenged this muscular fenom of a woman he called his wife to an armwrestle? Kristen was taken aback by the sudden ridiculous suggestion,

“What?” She chuckled.

“You heard me, let’s see who’s stronger. You may have those sexy muscles of yours but I’m still a man.” Mike was no longer thinking straight and at this point there was no turning back. Kristen was now getting quite annoyed. She could tell that Mike was drunk but him saying that felt completely unacceptable.

“Oh come on don’t be silly honey,” she said calmly, still managing to keep her composure.

“No! I am the man of the household and while you might be more muscular than me, men are still naturally stronger than women,” he yelled.

That did it, how could he be so ignorant, so sexist? Kristen never imagined that Mike could’ve had this in him. She felt incredibly disappointed and the disappointment quickly turned into anger. “Fine! Have it your way,” she said, her demeanor had now completely changed. Mike could tell that she was now really angry and it finally hit him that he probably, no definitely, without a shadow of a doubt had stepped over the line.

Kristen stomped over to the living room table and stopped by the other side, opposite to where Mike sat on the couch. Now much more up close it dawned on Mike how truly big his wife was. He suddenly felt very intimidated, no, scared. He had pissed off his buff ripped wife while knowing full well how scrawny he was and that he would have absolutely no chance against her in a physical encounter of any kind.

She kneeled down by the table and confidently placed her right arm on the table. He slowly got his arm up on the table and started to feel really worried as he for the first time saw his own arm right beside hers. He always knew that she was for sure bigger than him but never realized by how much. It looked like her arm was nearly 2 times the size of his and she was as lean as he’d ever seen anyone. Her arm bulged threateningly, showing clear cuts and separation between the individual bulbous muscle bellies. The thick veins in her upper arm protruded greatly and ran along her upper arm and scattered into many smaller ones along her wide forearm. While her upper arm was incredible there was just something truly intimidating about her nearly equally large forearm that was chorded with thick muscle and had veins crisscrossing all over.

Suddenly she forcibly gripped his hand and squeezed it hard. It hurt and it felt like she was trying to break his hand. Mike looked up at her, almost in shock and was met by Kristen’s unyielding cold stern gaze. He started to truly regret what he had said as he was starting to fear what was about to go down.

“Come on, take your grip then!” she yelled. Mike’s heart skipped a beat and he began closing his hand, struggling to take a grip. No matter what he did he felt like he couldn’t get any purchase on her hand and arm as Kristen squeezed the life out of his hand.

“Go on, you count us down,” she said sternly.

This was it, he began counting down. “3... 2... 1... GO!” And nothing... Kristen’s arm didn’t even budge. He had hit with everything he had and even went slightly early, right before the go, and yet there they were, she was holding him like a child.

Suddenly she chuckled hysterically, “Oh my god, are you serious?” Mike was shocked, he desperately tried to pull and push in every angle he could imagine but she simply held him steadily as she absorbed all his efforts with ease and looked at him with disdain. As his arm was quickly being drained he looked over at her arm. Her bicep was bulging powerfully and her forearm looked absolutely ridiculous as it had exploded with thick blood engorged veins. He carefully looked up at her. She looked like she had calmed down a bit now. “Go on then big man,” she smirked, now mocking him.

Mike surged a few times to no avail before his arm went entirely limp. Kristen giggled at his futile attempts before she proceeded to effortlessly bring his arm down. She then stood back up and looked down at Mike, still clearly upset with him and said, “Do you get it now? I’m stronger than you Mike, get over it.”

Mike looked up at her, he felt ashamed and pitiful. She then brought her arms up into a double bicep flex. Her biceps rose and peaked hugely. She looked menacing and Mike was absolutely speechless. She then turned around and began walking away before quickly stopping in her tracks. She turned back around, “And don’t you ever dare give me that sexist attitude again!” she yelled before walking off.

Mike was stumped, he felt disappointed in himself. Ashamed and embarrassed, not only by what he had said but also by the pathetic performance he’d had. At the same time however he was becoming increasingly aware of his rock hard erection. The complete physical domination his wife had showcased had at the same time been wildly erotic, and there was no question in his mind that she was magnitudes stronger than him.

Later that same evening he felt like he was walking on eggshells. He stayed quiet and he could tell that Kristen made a point to avoid him. The time eventually hit midnight and he contemplated whether or not to join her in their bedroom. He eventually decided that he’d sleep on the couch, he simply couldn’t face her after what had happened.

As morning came Mike felt like a truck had hit him. He groggily got up of the couch and walked into the kitchen. He strongly craved some coffee that would hopefully alleviate his hangover. He still felt awkward walking around the house and felt relieved that Kristen wasn’t in the kitchen. After having made his coffee he went back to the living room and sat down. Before he could turn on the TV he heard some faint grunting and moaning. Was that Kristen? Mike got up and walked over to the stairs. It was coming from the basement.

With his curiosity getting the better of him he ventured downstairs. He hadn’t been in the basement in over a year and it looked much more orderly than he’d remembered it. He approached the room where he remembered they had stored a bunch of cardboard boxes filled with various junk from when they had first moved in. As he peered inside past the slightly open door he immediately noted that not only were all the boxes of junk gone but the room had been entirely cleared out and transformed into a small home gym.

There Kristen was, doing pull-ups on a small multi purpose weightlifting rack. On the floor beside the rack there were probably 15 pairs of various sized dumbbells laying around. As Kristen kept pumping out pull-ups Mike felt a strong urge to get a better view of the scene and gently nudged the door to open it a little bit more. What followed was immediate regret as the door creaked loudly. Kristen immediately dropped down and turned towards the door. “Mike?” she called out.

Having been so obviously noticed there were no option to walk away. “H-hey...” Mike said trying his best to sound casual, “Since when have we had a home gym?”

“Oh, I guess I never told you about it huh. Care to join me?” she said before jumping up to grab the bar again and resumed her pull-ups.

Now with a clear view Mike ogled in awe at her back as she performed her reps with ease. Her upper back was lumpy and thick, her shoulders and arms were popping with round bubbling muscle and even her vascular forearms looked menacing as she hung there. He quickly felt his loins begin to stir.

Before things could escalate he looked around questioning whether or not he should join her and do some exercise. After some hesitation he started to feel quite awkward and went and picked up a pair of 20 lbs dumbbells off the floor. He began doing some basic bicep curls standing up but quickly began to struggle. After completing six reps he set the dumbbells down for a brief rest.

He heard Kristen finally drop down from the pull-up bar. She walked up beside him and they made brief eye contact. She smiled lightly before she bent down and picked up a pair of 40 lbs dumbbells and began curling away. Mike simply stood there speechless and stared at her biceps bursting through her skin with power as she pumped out 15 controlled reps. “Wow...” he commented as he marveled at the pumped up peaks, sporting near pencil thick veins.

Without acknowledging his compliment Kristen simply turned to him, paused for a moment and said “Here” as she handed him the dumbbells. It was obvious what she wanted, she wanted him to curl them.

Feeling obligated to comply he grabbed the dumbbells and immediately felt how heavy they were. Simply holding them was straining Mike’s weak grip and he knew he wouldn’t be able to lift them. He gave it a shot anyway and with all the effort in the world he barely got the right dumbbell to a 45 degree angle before lowering it, his left arm performed even worse.

Kristen snickered at him, she then grabbed the dumbbells out of his hands and began curling away while keeping unyielding eye contact with him. He began to blush as his wife was clearly establishing the power dynamic between them. He was quickly becoming aware of his rapidly growing erection as she grunted sexily while powering through another 12 reps. After what seemed like an eternity she bent down and dropped the dumbbells, she stood back up and looked at him briefly before smirking slightly and bringing her arms up into a double bicep pose.

They simply looked huge as they had been pumped up to an astonishing level of muscularity. The peaks were sharp looking and they had this grainy hard look to them that exuded strength. “Feel them,” she suddenly commanded. He simply obeyed and placed his palms atop her peaks and began fondling the bulging muscle bellies. He tried squeezing them, but there was literally no give to them. “Well, what do you think?” she asked.

“T-they’re incredible... they’re so hard and... big...” Mike felt meek and inferior in her presence and his knees began to feel wobbly.

“Oh yeah?” she spoke softly. Kristen began slowly flexing and unflexing her arms, forcing Mike’s hands to adhere as her biceps repeatedly swelled against his hands. He was beginning to involuntarily moan in complete awe and with wild desire. It was all too much for him and finally his knees gave out and he collapsed on the floor landing on his butt. He felt lightheaded. “What’s the matter?” Kristen giggled. She then put her foot against Mike’s throbbing erection, gently pressing against it and began massaging him.

He gazed up at her as she brought her arms up into a mighty flex again, pumping them. Mike had never felt this turned on before and such a level of sexual desire. As Kristen put some more pressure on his junk Mike began to moan urgently and shudder with indescribable pleasure.

Kristen was becoming absolutely drunk on this act of dominance. Her pussy was on fire and her workout shorts were completely soaked. She felt feverishly turned on. This is what she wanted. She pressed even harder with her foot as she said, “You’re mine.” Within seconds Mike reached the ultimate orgasm, moaning loudly as he splurted cum all inside his pants. Before he was able to catch his breath Kristen pounced on him like a lioness, straddling his waist and pinning him down on the floor. She couldn’t hold herself back any longer and began to quickly pry his pants and underwear off.

“Kri-Kristen... please... I...” Mike cried out but quickly realized that there was no stopping her. She was so much stronger than him and he knew that he couldn’t stop her even if his life was on the line. She had complete control over him. The look in her eyes said it all. Her eyes had a wild feline look to them, a look of desire and determination of primal nature. He had never seen her like this and it was almost scary.

Kristen practically ripped his underwear off and took his rock hard cock, still dribbling with cum inside her. She pinned his arms down beside his head and began to violently thrust him into the floor repeatedly as she quickly neared her own orgasm. She squeezed Mike’s wrists increasingly hard to the point of hurt. “Kristen please! You’re too strong, you’re hurting me” Mike pleaded.

Those words finally brought her over the edge, causing powerful waves of pleasure to ripple throughout her body. She screamed in absolute ecstasy as she writhed and shuddered and reached the most intense and incredible prolonged orgasm she had ever had. She finally let go of Mike’s now bruised wrists and sat up and looked wickedly into his eyes. She smirked and leaned down beside his ear, “You better build up some resilience honey. Things are going to be very different around here from now on...” she whispered before licking the edge of his ear. She sat back up, still straddling him and brought her arms up into a awe inducing flex once more. Much to her delight Mike reached up and fondled her steely peaks as she pumped them a few final times. She then let her arms down, bent down and gave him a loving kiss before getting up off him and walking back upstairs, leaving Mike laying there in utter disbelief.

[darkscribex]

Really great story, thanks for sharing.

[wowser1016]

Hated to see that one end. Let's hope you get writer's block again sometime. K+!

[ninetythree]

This was an awesome story!

[Raffman]

This is so awesome. Really well written.

[schokie88]

awesome K++

[1dave100]

Great story!   

[Activeoneguy]

Great story, I wasn’t sure if you were going to pull in an “enhancement” side from the lab the wife was working at but still great.

[phil123]

Hope for more.