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★Memorable Author: [El_Roy_1999] Bodybuilding Housewife

Started by El_Roy_1999, September 10, 2017, 08:06:34 AM

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Betty dropped the jacket, her broad back in plain view. She gave her arms a little flex, then turned to face Lorraine. Her pecs were on full display, her bra looking a little overburdened by her heavy chest muscles.
The other woman grinned. She was having the time of her life. She sat down on her couch and said:
"Show me!"
Betty obliged. She unzipped her bag and took out the exercise bands. These were easier to use when on the road. Of course, she would have preferred to use real weights, but this was the simpler way. She wrapped the band around her hands, stepped into it and pulled. Lorraine smiled as Betty started to pump up. She used the hardest and most resistant bands available and it showed. As she pumped and went through the exercises, her muscles started to swell. Those exercises didn't look like much, but since she did them with care and precision, moving slowly, she could really feel the strain.
Lorraine blinked as more and more of Betty's magnificent muscles popped up. The older musclewoman was starting to look quite shockingly powerful. The chubby woman suddenly realized that her hand had gone to her crotch. She wondered how that had happened ... Then she sighed. Watching this goddess grow harder and bigger turned her on and she felt understood now. Betty shared her passion, albeit actively, while she loved the passive view.
Betty saw what was going on and upped the ante.

Boobs version:
Betty dropped the jacket, her broad back in plain view. She gave her arms a little flex, then turned to face Lorraine. Her boobs were on full display, her bra looking a little overburdened by her heavy chest muscles and those heavy implants. Betty wondered how they would look once she was contest ready. Maybe she should get them pumped up some more, going with the completely unnatural look ...
The other woman grinned. She was having the time of her life. She sat down on her couch and said:
"Show me!"
Betty obliged. She unzipped her bag and took out the exercise bands. These were easier to use when on the road. Of course, she would have preferred to use real weights, but this was the simpler way. She wrapped the band around her hands, stepped into it and pulled. Lorraine smiled as Betty started to pump up. She used the hardest and most resistant bands available and it showed. As she pumped and went through the exercises, her muscles started to swell. With every pull, her breasts were either squashed or stretched, the implant becoming obvious. That didn't seem to annoy Lorraine. Far from it, she couldn't help salivating and quickly shut her mouth.
Those exercises didn't look like much, but since she did them with care and precision, moving slowly, she could really feel the strain.
Lorraine blinked as more and more of Betty's magnificent muscles popped up. The older musclewoman was starting to look quite shockingly powerful. The chubby woman suddenly realized that her hand had gone to her crotch. She wondered how that had happened ... Then she sighed. Watching this goddess grow harder and bigger turned her on and she felt understood now. Betty shared her passion, albeit actively, while she loved the passive view.
Betty saw what was going on and upped the ante.


Hair version:
Betty dropped the jacket, her broad back in plain view. Lorraine could see the slight cover of hair that sprouted from her shoulders and back. Betty gave her arms a little flex, then turned to face Lorraine. Her pecs were on full display, her bra looking a little overburdened by her heavy chest muscles. There was a bit of soft, inconspicuous fur on them, which caught the sweat.
The other woman grinned. She was having the time of her life. She sat down on her couch and said:
"Show me!"
Betty obliged. She unzipped her bag and took out the exercise bands. These were easier to use when on the road. Of course, she would have preferred to use real weights, but this was the simpler way. She wrapped the band around her hands, stepped into it and pulled. Lorraine smiled as Betty started to pump up. She used the hardest and most resistant bands available and it showed. As she pumped and went through the exercises, her muscles started to swell. Those exercises didn't look like much, but since she did them with care and precision, moving slowly, she could really feel the strain.
Lorraine blinked as more and more of Betty's magnificent muscles popped up. The sweat really brought out the dark color of her bodyhair. The older musclewoman was starting to look quite shockingly powerful. The chubby woman suddenly realized that her hand had gone to her crotch. She wondered how that had happened ... Then she sighed. Watching this goddess grow harder and bigger turned her on and she felt understood now. Betty shared her passion, albeit actively, while she loved the passive view.
Betty saw what was going on and upped the ante.

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She dropped the bands now and went down on the floor, getting in a push-up position. Then, with mesmerizing slowness, she performed a few precise push-ups, varying her hand positions to really show off the various muscles of her arms and her back. She switched to one-handed push-ups, then she crouched back down, flexing her arms and hitting Lorraine with a full double-biceps pose. She felt her biceps swell, the vascularity becoming more prominent despite her not being in competition shape. The blood was rushing to her arms as she pumped again and again, getting her arms to bigger and bigger mass. She twisted her wrists, making them pop.
"Looks good, huh?"
"Amazing. Betty, I love your arms. They are so sexy."
"Thank you ..."
She looked back up and added:
"Want to touch them?"
For a second, she thought Lorraine would have a heart attack. Then the obese woman nodded lustfully.
"Then come closer."
She got up from the sofa and crawled to her. It was a bit strange to watch her like this, but Betty decided not to react. People did weird stuff and she was getting attention, money and love, so why annoy them.
Betty felt Lorraine's fingers on her arm. She traced the lines and bulges of her arms and breathed:
"It's so big ... I love it."
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And then, the situation escalated. Lorraine literally clung to Betty's arm and abruptly started licking it. Betty hesitated. Should she stop her fan? It was a bit much, especially without asking. Lorraine pushed and squeezed herself against Betty's muscular body and then, without warning, tipped her over.
Betty yelped, surprised by the other woman's sudden push. She landed on her butt and the heavy woman was on top of her, her thick body holding her down. It took Betty a moment to recover. Lorraine was still licking and kissing her, murmuring:
"Oh God ... This is so good. I love you, I love you ..."
"Whoa, girl, calm down ..."
"Oh, Betty, I love your muscles. I love them."
She nibbled at Betty's thick muscular arms, her little teeth barely denting the powerful goddess' skin. This was making Betty uncomfortable. Lorraine squeezed her muscles, grunting lustfully.
Betty made up her mind: Enough. She was all for little games, but this was enough.
She grabbed Lorraine by the waist, wrapping her strong arms around it and lifted her, rolling her on her back. The obese woman gasped and landed on the floor, Betty squeezing her to calm her down. She flailed at her and shouted:
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry ... I got carried away!"
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Betty held her and said:
"I didn't hear you."
"Please! I'm sorry. I'm really sorry!"
The musclewoman gave her another squeeze. Her arms seemed to explode with muscles. Lorraine wasn't sure what to think: Was her dominatrix angry or happy? Was this a game or serious? She looked at Betty's hard eyes and couldn't be sure. She asked:
"Are you playing around?"
Betty burst into laughter. The worried look on Lorraine's face was priceless. Having all those muscles, all this power, it was amazing! She was in control and this woman couldn't do a thing! She sighed happily. She loved being so strong!
Lorraine was relieved, but only a little.
"So, apology accepted?"
"Certainly. I just wanted to show you that I don't like it when people don't respect the limits. Got it?"
"Sure. Everything is clear. Sorry!"
"No problem." Betty squeezed Lorraine's belly again. "Are you having fun down there?"
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"I'm a bit scared, but ... Yes. Please go on!"
Betty nodded and struck. She twisted around, landing Lorraine on her face. Then, her incredibly strong legs disengaged and she wrapped them over the fat woman's, holding her tight. She slung her arms around her neck and applied a little pressure.
"Okay, that's ..." She gasped for air. "That's a bit much. Help!"
Betty obliged, letting her back out. The obese woman crawled away, then said:
"Okay, wow. That's too intense. Can I ... Can I just get back to niceties?"
"Sure."
Betty laid down on the floor, spreading her muscular legs and presenting her hard, powerful crotch. She propped herself up on her forearms, displaying her abs. The overweight woman licked her lips. The musclewoman grinned as her customer ran her tongue over the inner side of her legs, groping at her well-trained calves.
"Wow ... Wow. This is so sexy. God, Betty, I love this ..."
Betty flexed her quads, making her legs swell.
"Enjoy, but stay cool."
"How can I with muscles like these?"
"I'll just cool you down when it gets out of hand ..."

Boobs version:
"I'm a bit scared, but ... Yes. Please go on!"
Betty nodded and struck. She twisted around, landing Lorraine on her face. Then, her incredibly strong legs disengaged and she wrapped them over the fat woman's, holding her tight. She slung her arms around her neck and applied a little pressure. Her heavy tits squeezed against Lorraine's back. Somehow, Betty became aware of the implants again.
"Okay, that's ..." She gasped for air. "That's a bit much. Help!"
Betty obliged, letting her back out. The obese woman crawled away, then said:
"Okay, wow. That's too intense. Can I ... Can I just get back to niceties?"
"Sure."
Betty laid down on the floor, spreading her muscular legs and presenting her hard, powerful crotch. She propped herself up on her forearms, displaying her abs while pushing out her tits. Betty could see that Lorraine liked the view. The overweight woman licked her lips. The musclewoman grinned as her customer ran her tongue over the inner side of her legs, groping at her well-trained calves.
"Wow ... Wow. This is so sexy. God, Betty, I love this ..."
Betty flexed her quads, making her legs swell.
"Enjoy, but stay cool."
"How can I with muscles like these?"
"I'll just cool you down when it gets out of hand ..."


Hair version:
"I'm a bit scared, but ... Yes. Please go on!"
Betty nodded and struck. She twisted around, landing Lorraine on her face. Then, her incredibly strong legs disengaged and she wrapped them over the fat woman's, holding her tight. She slung her arms around her neck and applied a little pressure.
"Okay, that's ..." She gasped for air. "That's a bit much. Help!"
Betty obliged, letting her back out. The obese woman crawled away, then said:
"Okay, wow. That's too intense. Can I ... Can I just get back to niceties?"
"Sure."
Betty laid down on the floor, spreading her muscular legs and presenting her hard, powerful crotch. She propped herself up on her forearms, displaying her abs. The overweight woman licked her lips. The musclewoman grinned as her customer ran her tongue over the inner side of her legs, soaking her fur and groping at her well-trained calves.
"Wow ... Wow. This is so sexy. Your hair ... It has this smell. God, Betty, I love this ..."
Betty flexed her quads, making her legs swell.
"Enjoy, but stay cool."
"How can I with muscles like these?"
"I'll just cool you down when it gets out of hand ..."

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Lorraine continued her licking, moving up slowly. She sighed and moaned happily, her fingers trying to squeeze into Betty's rock-hard flesh. She mumbled:
"It's so salty ... I love your sweat ..."
Betty was a little creeped out, but her worshipper was having a great time, so why not? Lorraine reached her crotch and licked over Betty's tiny underwear. The musclewoman shivered. That felt good now. She tightened herself, Lorraine asked:
"So you like that ..."
"Maybe?"
The obese woman intensified her licking. Betty felt herself get wet. She breathed in sharply. The other woman continued, running her tongue over the soaked panties. Betty's legs started to close, squeezing against Lorraine's head. The woman kept on licking and the amazon had to concentrate on not pushing too hard.
That's when Lorraine hit the sweet spot, her tongue running under Betty's clit hood.
Betty howled with lust and squeezed hard.
Lorraine felt as if she was caught in a bear trap. She was about to panic when the power of the other woman's legs suddenly calmed her down. It was strange. She was completely zen now, her mind overflowing with a bizarre, distant ecstasy.
"Ooh ..."

Hair version:
Lorraine continued her licking, moving up slowly. She sighed and moaned happily, her fingers trying to squeeze into Betty's rock-hard flesh. She mumbled:
"It's so salty ... I love your sweat ... It's sticky, God, that hair ..."
Betty was a little creeped out, but her worshipper was having a great time, so why not? Lorraine reached her crotch and licked over Betty's tiny underwear. The musclewoman shivered. That felt good now. She tightened herself, Lorraine asked:
"So you like that ..."
"Maybe?"
The obese woman intensified her licking. Betty felt herself get wet. She breathed in sharply. The other woman continued, running her tongue over the soaked panties. Lorraine was running her hands over the slight fur on her legs and dove deep into Betty's muff. Betty's legs started to close, squeezing against Lorraine's head. The woman kept on licking and the amazon had to concentrate on not pushing too hard.
That's when Lorraine hit the sweet spot, her tongue running under Betty's clit hood.
Betty howled with lust and squeezed hard.
Lorraine felt as if she was caught in a bear trap. She was about to panic when the power of the other woman's legs suddenly calmed her down. It was strange. She was completely zen now, her mind overflowing with a bizarre, distant ecstasy.
"Ooh ..."


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Betty wondered whether she had overdone it, but the other woman's moans implied that everything was alright. She obliged, keeping the pressure up. Eventually, her client calmed down, so Betty took her and craddled her in her powerful arms. Lorraine sighed happily and mumbled:
"That was amazing ... Oh, I love this. Thank you."
Betty stroked her hair and said:
"I'm glad you enjoyed it. It's good that you found what you like."
"Oh yes ... That's what I want."
They stayed like this for a while, then they got back up and Lorraine offered her a cup of coffee. They sat down in the kitchen, Betty wrapping her muscular figure in a robe. She let one of her huge shoulders peek out. Lorraine found it hard to tear her eyes from it. As they recovered, her host asked:
"So, how did you do it?"
"Do what?"
"Get so muscular? I mean, I've been following the bodybuilding shows for a few years now and you just kinda appeared suddenly."
Betty laughed:
"Of course. Well, I just started a little time a go. Maybe a year. I never planned for me to get so big. It sort of happened after a while. I just fell in love with training and then, I did my first competition."
"So you're planning another run?"
"Sure. I'm currently bulking. I'm going to be really big."
She could tell that the mere mention of this turned Lorraine on again.
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When it was time to say goodbye, they embraced. Lorraine assured Betty that she would cheer for her at the competition. They had taken a few selfies and Betty invited her client to join her at her gym to show her the ropes if she wanted to get in shape. Lorraine made non-committal noises. Betty left, proud of a job well done.
On the way back, Jennifer said:
"Wow. That was a weird one. I wonder how long it must have taken her to finally admit to herself that this was what she liked."
"I dunno. She was a little creepy, if you ask me. Actually, all of my session clients are a bit strange. I sure wish everybody were a little more open about all this. It would certainly mean less awkwardness."
Eric Jr. added:
"You wouldn't earn any money with this if people were really honest with that."
"You think so?"
"I mean, they're basically paying you to allow them to act out their fantasy. If this wasn't super-awkward, they'd just find a partner who'd do it with them."
Betty shrugged:
"Not sure about that. You'd still have to find a person that'd fit your kink."
"Hm. Maybe."
Jennifer and Eric Jr. exchanged glances.
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Hmmm do I sense Lorraine maybe becoming a bodybuilder too? ;)

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We'll see ...

Betty arrived home. She was pretty tired and it was late. She took off her shoes and stepped out of her pants, sighing gladly. Tomorrow, she'd clean up the house, pick up her kids at her mother's and prepare for a nice weekend with the family. There would also be some training, of course, but for now, she just wanted a little pause. Walker was expected to arrive in the morning and she'd do everything for him to be comfortable. After all this business, she just wanted a nice day.
All in all, things were looking up, so why not enjoy them for a moment ...
Then she saw Walker lying on the couch.
What was he doing here? Had something gone wrong?
She looked at him. He was sleeping, but there were a few hard bruises on his face and arms. His clothes were dirty and he seemed exhausted. Betty wondered what the story was. She walked out to the spot where he parked his truck and was surprised to find it rather banged up. There were pieces of vegetation stuck in the grill and jammed in the fenders. The truck was really dirty.
Okay, so tomorrow would be a big cleaning day for everyone.
She returned inside, picked him up and carried him up, craddling him like a baby. Being this strong had its advantages. She undressed him, cleaned his wounds, careful not to wake him up and laid him down next to her.
They'd talk in the morning.
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Hope she teachers Walker so fighting tricks and he als tries to get bigger.

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As she laid in the bed, she felt a rising panic. Ever since the attack on their house, she felt unsafe. Mike's guys had been beaten back and defeated, but at night, when everything was quiet, she would listen for any suspicious sounds outside. During the day, she could simply drown all of this out by working out hard. She knew that her body was powerful enough to crush any of them and her training with Dora had made her a rather skilled fighter. She not only knew how to beat people with her bare hands, she was also able to fight with sticks, knives and guns. Since the attack, she had focused on improving her techniques and to keep a cool head under fire.
All of this was a way for her to feel safe again.
And yet, in the night, she wrapped herself into her blanket and breathed deep to stay calm. Sometimes, she just wished she could return to her former weak self. She'd have Walker hold her tight and she could just cry while knowing that he would keep her safe.
Then again, he wasn't there all that much and now that she'd been caught in this horrible situation, there was no putting the toothpaste back into the tube. She felt good as she was now, but there was a certain regret anyway.
She'd have to find out what Walker's strange business was about. This was getting dangerous for everybody and she'd have to think of her kids.
After an hour of mulling all of this about, she finally fell asleep.
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Walker awoke in the wee hours. It took him a while to understand where he was. The last thing he could remember was lying down on the couch for a moment and now he was in bed, nicely tucked in. He looked around as the grey light filtered through the blinds and saw the hulking shape of his wife next to him. Betty produced cute little snoring noises. Sometimes, she sounded like an entire sawmill, but now, she only grumbled a little.
He sighed. Slowly, the memories of yesterday's complete chaos returned. Once he escaped the attack, he drove home directly, skipping all the other stops on the route. He was pretty sure Roberts would fire him now, but at least, he was alive. He only now noticed just how sore he was. Looking at the bruises and cuts, he realized that Betty must have treated them.
Wow.
He just couldn't help being glad for this wonderful woman's love. Okay, she was a bit of a freak, but then, he knew he could count on her. Who could say the same for him?
Breathing in deeply, he fell asleep again, cosying himself into the sheets.
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He awoke again to the smell of sizzling bacon. Walker climbed out of the bed, went to the bathroom, put on his robe and went to the kitchen. On his way there, he still noticed the patches where they had covered up the bullet holes. After what happened yesterday, these things came back to him. They had barely escaped getting killed back then. He fought back the memories. What a shitty life he was leading! Okay, he had this wonderful wife and the nice and bright kids, but on the other hand, he was stuck in a gang war and the locals were trying to kill his wife.
Maybe he should try and look for another life somewhere else. They could move to the west. Betty could set up a full gym and do her muscle stuff and he was pretty sure people there would need a Mister Fix-it. If the TV was to be believed, these West Coast idiots were pretty much good with their computers only, and completely unable to fix a roof or build a house without killing themselves.
That would mean giving up his life here, his friends and, well, his position. Here, his word counted. When people needed help or advice, they would come to him and he would be able to tell them what to do. They would trust him. In another place, what was he worth?
Seeing Betty in her sportswear and apron took his mind of these thoughts.
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