New Old Home

[Brfan]

That night, for the first time, Mike was really with me. Into me. He ran his hands all over my body. He grabbed my arms, he felt how thick they were. He shoved his head onto my muscled cleavage. He licked my chiseled abs. I had never felt so sexy in my entire life. I had more orgasms that night than I had had over the last year altogether, I guess.
From that day on, our lives had changed. Now, not only Mike was proud of taking me to places, but he actually wanted me to show off my muscles when he was with me. Going to the supermarket became a thing for us. I'd go with some sleeveless or cropped blouse, or really tight shorts, and Mike would stay a few steps behind, watching as people stared at me. Then, he'd come to me and kiss me passionately. We were both making a stand. I loved being the muscular, dominant wife, and he loved the fact that I was just like that. Every now and then, when we noticed someone truly staring, he'd point the person to me and I would do some stunt just to flex my biceps or something. We had a lot of fun watching how people reacted.
We agreed that I'd hire a personal trainer and join a proper gym so that I could keep developing, since our garage was no longer enough. We did, however, kept all the equipment. Sometimes I still wanted to have a home workout. With the drugs now combined to the new, more professional regimen, the next 10 pounds of muscle came easily. After my nasty workouts, I truly looked like a bronco, so prominent my muscles and veins were. Mike loved when I sent him some pictures of my workouts.
Life on gym was good for me too. I picked, on purpose, to workout at lunch hour, when the gym was inhabited just by executives who tried to keep a healthy lifestyle. The great part of it was that, despite their efforts, none of them could compare to me. I was by far, the most muscular person in there. And none of them could even compare what they were able to lift with me. I was completely addicted to owning any room I entered.
It was a normal Friday, and I had just finished up a absolutely killer shoulder and chest workout. Mike was supposed to pick me up at the gym.
I was at the locker room, picking up my stuff when I passed in front of the mirror, and noticed my chest. I was loving it these days. Even though almost every breast tissue was gone (Mike and I had agreed on breast implants already) I had gotten so big my bra's had to be changed. Not only that, but the split between my pecs was so defined and deep I could literally hide a pen there. I flexed in front of the mirror, just for my own pleasure 'You're strong as bull, Dani' I said out loud. Then I exited.
Mike was waiting for me on the front lobby
"Hey baby" I said cheerfully
"God, you look amazing" he said, hypnotized by my pecs. I gave him a small flex and laughed
"What's up?"
"Oh, nothing. Work was boring today. I did however overheard those two gentleman" Mike pointed at me to some 20 something kids who were spotting each other during their workout.
"What about it?"
"Oh, I think the exact term they used to describe you was gorilla" he chuckled
Normally, I wouldn't care for those comments. But today I felt like I could use some fun
"Hey... are we in a hurry?"
"Nah, not really, why?"
"Well... come with me" And I reentered the weight room, Mike in his suit right behind me. I checked what they were doing. Benchpresses. Great.
Counting quickly, I realized they were going for 6 reps with 135 pounds. Although not exactly light, it was just a fraction of what I could do for reps. Perfect. Approaching them, I spoke naively
"Hey guys... mind if we take turns?"
They both looked at me. Unable to say no, they just nodded their heads.
"Great! Mike, can you help me setting up the weight?"
"Sure, babe. How much?"
"I guess 225 is ok"
I knew that, although it wasn't exactly doubling what they were lifting, the visual effect was. Instead of one 45 plate on each side of the bar, I was going for two. It wasn't my max for a good 60 pounds, but it would be enough. I broke 10 perfect reps. As I felt my pectorals and arms swallowing once again, I could sense their mesmerized looks towards me. And I could tell that my husband was having trouble hiding his hard on.
"Whew, that was pretty good. Help me re setting the weight for these kids, babe?"
we took one plate off each side and I let them do their series. They didn't bother to say anything else to me. When the second boy finished his set, I went for the kill. Instead of replacing the plates for a second set, I simply walked toward the bar, grabbed it with my both hands, and standing up, curled the 135 pounds. My biceps immediately responded to the challenge. By the third rep, the veins on my arms were thick as pencils.
"Do you guys know that a gorilla has the strength to crush a man's skull with his bare hands?" I said, as I watched theirs jaws drop "In fact, two men can't take a gorilla on a fight." I replaced the bar on the rack after 6 curls. I was completely pumped. My upper body was dead scary "So, one might say it's for the best if such men don't poke the gorilla. Or the next time she might be in the parking lot, just waiting for them"
"I...We..." their voices mumbled unintelligible sounds
"Guys, I think she wants to hear you say you're sorry" My husband told them, between chuckles
"We're... we're very sorry, misses.." they both looked down. I was having a blast.
I came closer to them. I could smell their fear. Standing right between them, I flexed both my arms, right to their faces
"Let's settle this with a kiss, shall we?" I offered them my bulging, hard biceps.
They kissed them quickly and walked away before I said anything else.

[Brfan]

Back to Mike's POV

I knew for a fact that Dani had, indeed, started taking steroids. I still watched her workouts. Only now, it felt like she was training for the world's strongest woman competition. I didn't exactly know how much weight she was lifting, but I could tell it was a lot. It became a both arousing and humbling experience watching my wife do all that.
Dani's personality seemed to change as well. She seemed a little more short tempered. And a lot more aggressive in bed. She didn't want the gentle love making anymore. She just wanted raw, strong sex. A couple times I got scared she might hurt my groin, so hard she was pushing herself in and out. It was still good, though. What kept bothering me more and more was the fact that her torso seemed to grow by the day. I tried to focus on her legs, her butt, even her abs, but it was getting to me. My wife's muscles were too much to be ignored.
Finally, I decided to seek help. First, I went to those sites and forums she had showed me. I told people my story, but in most cases all the responses I got was stuff like 'God, you are so lucky' and 'I wish my girl was like yours'. One or two even dared to ask for pictures of Dani. A few of them, however, talked to me and tried to help me. They pointed out why they find it sexy that a woman has prominent muscles, or why they enjoy being overwhelmed by their strength. It made sense, I still couldn't feel it though. The voyeurism of watching her workouts seemed to be the further I could go. That's when I decided to seek professional help. .
I booked a session with a psychologist, dr. Carter. After I told her my story, she started explaining a few things to me
"Well, Michael. First of all, let me tell you that there are three basic fetishes that could be applied here. Some people just like the muscles per se. So they get off on watching their partner (or anyone, really), flexing their muscles. They love watching the definition, vascularization."
"Then there are those who crave into the strength" she continued "You know, what turns them on is watching people doing amazing stunts. Lifting heavy amounts of weight, bending bars, anything. You name it. From what you told me, this seemed a little more like you"
I agreed
"And, lastly, there's the submissive. You know, many people think of this as leather-masked women holding men on leeches and handcuffs, but that's not necessarily the case. Even the most macho ego guy can enjoy eventually when his partner rips his pants off and just says 'I'm gonna rock your world today'. That's also a form of dominance, and as you can imagine, it can be quite sexy"
I looked at her, pensive. That did make some sense.
"Now, and normally I'd know better than try to prejudge your wife's reasons, we should understand why she decided to go through this path, Michael. What do you think?"
"Well... I'm not sure why, really. All I can tell is that somehow she said she wants to be bigger than I am. I mean, it's clear for both of us that she is already stronger, and by a good margin. I can't figure out why she also needs the size"
Doctor Carter looked at me, seriously
"Well, Michael. From what you told me, when you moved into the suburbs, Danielle had to quit her job and start her home office. Now, basically you are the one that brings all the money home, and, ergo, call all the shots. From the little you told me, Danielle has quite a competitive mind. That situation couldn't be doing her great"
"Yeah, but... we talked about it, before moving"
"I'm sure you did. But you couldn't predict how this would affect both of you. Enters the home gym. Enters great early results. All of a sudden, Danielle found something that she seems to excel at. And something you don't do. Suddenly, she's outpacing people on the streets on her jogs. It isn't that impossible to imagine that she wants to beat you at something. But she can't simply challenge you to wrestle her. So... she needs to be... bigger, as you said"
It all made sense. Crap. Should I wrestle my wife and have my ass kicked so that maybe she'd realize she didn't need to became this behemoth of a woman?
"You see, doc... what bothers me the most now is that I'm having trouble looking at her and seeing my wife. She is, in some manner, really trying to compete with me all the time. Plus, all Dani wears now are sports clothes. Even her panties and bras. With all the extra muscle, it's been quite troubling for me to see... just Dani there"
"Well... you could try buying her something. A nice dress, sexy underwear. Invite her out. Walk with her and talk to her. But walk with her proud of who she became. Ever since your party, it seems you are embarrassed of how she looks"
Oh, she was good. That woman worth every penny I was paying her.
"Now, if you don't mind, I'd like to make an exercise with you, ok? Close your eyes"
I obeyed
"It's Friday night. You've just arrived from work. You're tired. All you want is to lay on the couch and watch some college games. But you promised Danielle that you'd wash the dishes. You enter the kitchen to pick up another beer. She just comes in from the garage. She was out there, working out yet again. She comes in in her sports outfit, her body fully pumped. She looks big and strong.
'Mike, you're supposed to do the dishes' she tells you. You don't want to, so you answer her back 'Baby, I'm tired. Do them yourself'. She looks angry. Danielle steps closer to you. Her rock hard body is menacing, and her voice sounds like a threat 'Michael, go do the dishes'"
"That's silly" I interrupted her "Dani would never threaten to beat me"
"That's why this is only a hypothetical exercise. Now work with me. You don't want to do the dishes, but you sense her tone. 'Now' she adds, as she takes yet another step closer to you. You see how big she is. Her traps are jumping out of her neck. Her shoulders are big as coconuts. What do you tell her? Do you answer back and set your foot down?"
"N-no..." I confessed "I'd put the beer away and do the dishes"
Doctor stood silent for a few seconds
"Why?" she finally asked
"Because... well, the way you described... I felt intimidated by her"
"Alright... what else?"
"and... in some way... a bit aroused"
"Aroused? That I didn't see it coming. Alright. In that case, new exercise. I need to see where the arousement came from.
You are now both in bed. It's another day. You start kissing each other. You know Danielle is hot for you right now. You want her as well. What do you do?"
"Well... normally I'd kiss her neck and ears, maybe bite her a little"
"And your hands?"
"They'd be grabbing her butt, caressing her perineum, or even her clit, gently"
"Alright... that's good. Now, Danielle comes on top of you. She still has her bras on. Would you take them off?"
"Yes"
"Alright.. as you hand goes for the hook, you notice her back is broad. You feel all the lumpiness and hardness of her muscles.  The bra is so stretched out because of the volume of her torso you eventually realize you have to use both hands. When you finally do it, Danielle flexes her biceps at you"
"What? Why??"
"'Feel them, Mike. Feel how hard and big they are' she tells you on a sexy voice. It's like her biceps are her most erogenous zone right now. Your move"
"I... I place my hands on them"
"Ok. What do you feel?"
"They're... they're really hard. I mean, harder than I could have imagined. I try to dent them, but I can't." I had my eyes closed, imagining the scene "Dani extends and then flexes her arm again. I feel the muscle ball jumping inside my hands.... it's... it's nice. It is kinda sexy"
"Do you envy her biceps, Michael?"
"Y-yes... It's... I wish I had muscles like those. It is humbling"
"And is it... good that she has them?"
"I... yes. It is... it is good that I can feel them. And that she shows them off to me"
"Good... now, what do you do next?"
"I... I move my hands down to her abs. She still has some lacy, red panties on. I notice small veins that come down from her lower abs into the panties. I want to follow those veins. Her abs are so solid. I know that if I punched them, I'd hurt my hand" fuck, I'm getting aroused inside the doc's office
"Punch them" she tells me
"What?"
"Punch your wife's abdomen"
"Alright... I do. It's hard"
"Yes, it is, right? You look at her and she's smiling at your sorry effort. She grabs your wrists now, and put both your hands over your head. Danielle wrap her legs around you. Then, she holds both your wrists with only one hand. She has you completely trapped, and she still has one free hand to do whatever she wants to you. What do you feel?"
"God, that is.. so sexy"
"Alright, that's it for today"
"What? But.." I complained
"No buts, Michael. As you can see, you have absolutely no trouble with your wife's body. In fact, I might say you actually dig the fact that she is muscular. I want you to go home and think about what is different between what you've described to me, and what really happens"
"O... ok"
"I'll see you next week"

[sevenpeight]

K+

So amazingly good. I love that you’ve given Dani this great motivation and then explored it so carefully, like an archeologist uncovering an artefact. Michael’s journey is a little harder to relate to, perhaps only because I’ve been at peace with my love of muscular and dominant women for a long time. In any case, his journey is the perfect foil for Dani’s and his arousal a perfect scaffolding for the reader’s own arousal. Love it. Can’t wait to read more!

[phil123]

Hope they will have a strenght contest in there home gym. And after that Dan will grow to double all the weights Michael did.

[Mongoose750]

Hey, I like the story so far. I am also glad you pointed out the problems with taking steroids.  I see so many stories that feature the woman taking them with no side effects.  It's good to see you did some research on what happens to a woman when she takes them. Keep writing.

[Brfan]

After that session with doctor Carter, my week turned into hell at work. I had to work late almost everyday, and the paperwork seemed to only grow.  I went home on Friday wishing nothing else than a good shower and my bed. I entered our bedroom and realized Dani was in the bathroom.
"hey babe" I yelled at her through the door as I stripped out of my suit and laid in bed with nothing but my old white t-shirt and my boxers. God, I loved that routine. Ten minutes of absolute silence and I went back to living and being with my wife.
"Hey honey. I'll be out in a minute" she answered me back. I closed my eyes for a while.
Now, I have no idea of how long I stood there. Maybe I had dozed off. When I heard the bathroom door opening, I opened my eyes and waited to greet my wife.
Dani came out wearing some sexy white lingerie. It was lacy and sort of transparent in the front, so I could see her shaved pussy through it, sort of. But that simply wasn't what I focused on that moment. Without saying a word, Dani walked towards the bed, and right by my side, she extended one of her legs as she brought both her arms over her head, as if she was going to grab her hair. Then she flexed her quads and her abs. I almost jumped out of bed. Dani's thighs were not only thick, but the muscles that jumped out of them as she flexed were so thick and split apart one from each other I could swear it was possible to study anatomy there. Her abs started protruding so hard and getting so full of blood I could see the small veins I knew she had there engorging. I counted mentally not 6, but 8 solid bricks of muscle standing proud.
Without saying a word, Dani turned around and raised both her arms, this time extending them. Then, she brought them down, flexing her elbows as well, until they were leveled with her shoulders. The back double bicep pose was mesmerizing. I'm pretty sure I moaned as I watched the size of her arms and the definition of every back muscle she had. I also noticed how she was shaped like an hourglass. Her torso must have been twice as wide as her waist.
If Dani was already putting a show before, what came next is beyond description. As she turned herself back at facing me, Dani performed what later I learned was called a 'most muscular pose'. She brought both her arms, fully flexed, down at her abs height as she leaned forward and flexed, altogether, both her chest and traps. She had done that before in front of me once, but it was before she ever started on steroids. This time it was like watching Bruce Banner turning into the Hulk. Only, way sexier. I let out an 'Oh my God' as she held that pose, letting every inch of muscle on her body fill up and grow. My wife had turned into a specimen, that was for sure.
Dani relaxed her body, and smiling said to me 'Come here'. She didn't use any hard tone in her voice, and yet she simply didn't let any doubt that it wasn't an invite. She was demanding it from me. I immediately got out of the bed, following her.
She pointed me to the scale she had bought months before, which apparently she had placed into the middle of our room. Pointing at it, she said "Step on it". I did
"One hundred and fifty one pounds" She said out loud. I was used to this 2-3 pound variation on a regular basis. Then she pushed me aside and climbed on the scale.
"Read it to me, Mike"
"One-one hundred and... sixty" I couldn't believe in those numbers. Or maybe I could. Dani's little show left no space for doubts that she had worked hard and she had grown. There it was. My wife was finally bigger than I was.
She stepped off the scale and walked towards me. Then she just stood there, a few inches from where I was. It was like she was measuring me. Instinctively, I did the same. I still had some good inches on her height-wise, but that was it. Dani was thicker, wider, heavier than me. I couldn't find a single physical attribute on her that I could match. I knew that she was seeing the same thing. It was astonishing how dominant and confident she had became. And also arousing. I hadn't seen her with this self-confidence in years. Or maybe ever.
Then she proceeded to walk in front of our big mirror. She called me "Mike, come here"
I walked to her side and watched us both through it
"Take off your t-shirt". Now her voice was starting to get more demanding, more bossy. It was like she was absorbing the idea of being the one in charger. Again, I obeyed her. If face to face I seemed smaller than her, now, through the mirror and side by side, I had no doubt. I looked like a malnourished young man next to her. Or maybe I looked like a regular man next to a Goddess. Dani's body resembled me of those from greek statues. Everything was perfectly carved in muscles. There wasn't a single flaw I could point. From her thick, round shoulders to her wide lats. From her gorgeous, huge pectorals to her chiseled abs. From her glutes, that could be seen even from her front stand, to her thick, trunk sized legs. I was astonished, and I was aroused by her right now. But she wasn't done.
"What do you see, Mike?" she asked me
"I... I see how amazingly strong and defined you became, Dani" I was trying to be as sincere as I could, but still not show her any sort of fear.
"And how does that make you feel?"
"S-small". It was true. There was no other way I could feel beside my Amazon wife. I could see she liked the answer
"Well, I guess that makes me feel... big" I answered him "But... how big?". Dani had a grin on her face, as if she had rehearsed that moment a thousand times and everything was going according to script.
"Let's find out" she continued, as she grabbed something on the bed. I realized it was a measuring tape.
"Open your arms" she instructed me. As I did, she wrapped the tape around my torso "Now lower them, and inhale deeply"
I complied. She read the tape "36 inches"
Now, I had absolutely no idea of what that meant. I knew I wasn't a big guy, but I couldn't tell if 36 inches was bad.
"Flex your bicep" Dani demanded now. As I did, I noticed even flexed my bicep didn't show a respectable bulge. She once again wrapped the tape around it "12 inches... and a half"
"Finally, let me measure your quads". Dani explained to me how it was done and then announced my measured out loud again "Twenty one"
Dani then handed me the tape, and proceeded to spread her arms, inviting me to measure her up just like she had done with me. I wrapped it around her torso, and I can remember vividly my eyes popping out of my head as I read the numbers
"Thirty seven inches and a qua.."
"Wait" She stopped me. Dani inhaled deeply and flared her lats a little more I felt the tape sliding through my fingers as she caused it to stretch further "Thirty... thirty eight inches"
I couldn't believe it. I knew for a fact that, being shorter, her frame would normally be smaller than mine. And yet she had 2 inches on me. She was, definitely, thicker than I was. It was amazing.
Dani then extend her leg. When my hands touched her soft skin I almost cummed. For a brief second, I considered simply kneeling in front of her. Finally, I wrapped the tape around her might quads and read the measurement
"Twenty five and a half inches". God. That was over 4 inches thicker than mine. I wondered what would happen if somehow I got stuck between her legs. Finally, Dani flexed her bicep at me. I swear to God, I almost fainted at that sight. It was so big and defined. I couldn't recall ever seeing anyone with such dominant biceps. They exhaled power. Yes, muscles can be imposing anyhow, but biceps are the one muscle that symbolizes strength and dominance. It's the one part of the body boys like to compare in school. It's what demand respect. And right now, my wife was holding right in front of me the greatest bicep I had ever seen. I measured it, and I had to take a seat.
"How much is it, Mike?" Dani was so close to me, it was like she was daring me not to say how big she was
"Four.. teen.. inches"
So that was it. Dani had achieved her goal. She was bigger than me in every possible way. She was stronger, no doubt about it. I wouldn't dare to say otherwise. And yet, all I could feel at that moment was how sexy she looked. She was still my wife. My pretty, sexy wife. I wanted to tell her how I admired her. All the perseverance she had for doing that. For becoming that Goddess that stood proud in front of me. Dani looked to my groin and realized I was turned on.
"Mike... are you aroused?"
"Y-yes..."
"You are aroused that your wife is bigger and stronger than you?"
"Y-yes... but...""But?"
"But that's not all of it"
"What?"
"I'm also insanely aroused by... how dominant all of this was. By how humiliating it was for me"

[Brfan]

That night we had the best sex of our lives. For some reason, Dani's demonstration of power had unlocked something on me. All I wanted that night was to feel every fiber of raw, powerful muscle she had on her body. I dove my tongue into her sculpted abs. I kissed and grabbed her bulging biceps. I gawked at Dani's thick, wide frame when she was on top of me. And most importantly, I fucked her brains out. I had never seen my wife so hot, so horny like that night. The spasms she had on her glutes and her perineum were mesmerizing.
After that, life at home changed. We were more connected now. I understood where her need to grow came from, and I was ok with it. More than ok, I wanted her to feel big and strong, cause that also meant her feeling happy and sexy. We agreed she'd join a gym and have a more professional trainer. A few weeks after - of course that the drugs helped quite a bit - results were already showing off.
Dani now teased me, sending eventual picks of herself after her workouts. Lunch was now the hour of my day I checked my phone 30 times hoping I'd see my wife's pumped chest or beefy arms at their best. Sometimes she reminded me of a raging bull when she was fully pumped and flexing her upper body in one of those pictures, and I loved it.
Going out with her was quite the experience. Everybody, I mean everybody turned their heads when Dani walked past them. It helped that now her clothes made sure to display her best features. A simple walk to the grocery store was enough for us to laugh and cherish all the envy looks Dani received from men who could only wish they had a developed torso like hers. And I was more than happy being the one that dated that Amazon. I even sometimes walked hugging her arm, which she gladly flexed discreetly for me to feel her hard bicep.

A given Friday Dani asked me to pick her up at the gym. She had to do some stuff in her usual hours so she'd be going later that day.
I was waiting for her to finish her training and change when I accidentally overheard a pair of young men talking. Even though Dani was already in the bathroom, I knew the subject of their conversation could be only one
"Have you seen that?"
"Yeah... what a freak. I mean.... her arms are the size of my legs, for crying out loud"
"Yeah.. Sooo weird"
"Right? She looks like a freaking gorilla"
and they laughed. That's when Dani walked towards me.
"Hey baby" she said
"God, you look amazing" I answered her back, loud enough so they'd hear. Dani gave a quick flex of her pecs for my delight, as she laughed
"What's up?"
"Oh, nothing. Work was boring today. I did however overheard those two gentlemen" and I pointed out to the pair of fellows who were just talking about her
"What about it?"
"Oh, I think the exact term they used to describe you was gorilla" I had no idea why I was telling her that, but part of me kind of wanted to see her pissed about them
"Hey... are we in a hurry?" she looked at me with a mischievous grin on her face
"Nah, not really, why?"
"Well... come with me" She re-entered the weight room. I followed her. Dani walked towards the boys, who were doing benchpresses
"Hey guys... mind if we take turns?"
I could tell they were surprised by her request, but in no position to say no to it
"Great! Mike, can you help me setting up the weight?"
"Sure, babe. How much?"
"I guess 225 is ok"
Now I knew from the videos I was used to watch of my wife working out that she could do more than 225. Still, I knew she had a plan. I watched as Dani easily removed a 45 pound plate from the rack, and mimicked her. Only problem is that for me those 45s were heavy, I had to carry it with both hands. As we placed the extra weight on the bar, I could tell that was as imposing as it gets. I was sure not many people could benchpress that. I for one, couldn't even do it with half that weight. Dani took her place and broke ten reps without sweating. It was astonishing. I felt my dick hardening inside my suit. Crap, I was still wearing my suit, inside a weight room, watching this giant woman lift weight. If anyone could see me there, they'd call me a freak for sure. I looked at the boys, who seemed to have lost their tongues.
"Whew, that was pretty good. Help me re setting the weight for these kids, babe?" Dani's voice took me out of my trance. I obeyed her. I thought Dani had already proven her point, embarrassing them by the amount of weight she lifted (and they clear didn't try to match), but she had more coming. Once they finished their sets, Dani walked towards the rack and, grabbing the bar with both hands, unracked it while standing. Then she did something I couldn't believe. Dani started curling that bar. Her biceps immediately swelled, her veins thickened on her arms. I almost took a seat to watch that spectacle. Dani let out low grunts as she curled the bar. It was so sexy. She did five or six reps before placing  the bar. Sure, the technique wasn't great, but who cares? My wife had just curled whatever weight those jerks were pressing. It was as humbling as possible
"Do you guys know that a gorilla has the strength to crush a man's skull with his bare hands?" Dani teased them, now making clear she wouldn't tolerate those kinds of comments about her "In fact, two men can't take a gorilla on a fight."
For a second there, I thought she'd smack them cold. I almost cummed into my pants imagining my powerhouse of a wife kicking those two skinny boys' asses.
"So, one might say it's for the best if such men don't poke the gorilla. Or the next time she might be in the parking lot, just waiting for them"
"I...We..." they were out of words right now
"Guys, I think she wants to hear you say you're sorry" I told them, trying my best not to laugh at their faces
"We're... we're very sorry, misses.." they both said together. Dani stepped closer to them and raised her mighty biceps to their faces. Their eyes bulged, trying to match her muscles, but not quite able to.
"Let's settle this with a kiss, shall we?"
I couldn't believe it. And I couldn't believe that they both actually obeyed her without protesting. As they kissed her biceps, I couldn't stop but think how dominant Dani had become. She humiliated those two kids without touching them, literally. She just did her thing, and let her diesel fueled muscles do the rest.

[hatour]

Great chapter. Karma for all!

[tamorr]

On daily basis, i check if there is a continuation for this story
It really has a very potential, hope to continue it soon

[jhunter]

Nice progression and build up. I can't wait to see how things unfold.