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stories where women grow and overpower men. No giants (nothing over 7 feet tall). these are stories of wives working out and over powering their husband/partner or just some guy. There can be some height gain or height loss from the guy's side. The height gain or loss is maximum a foot or two. So nothing extreme. The is also muscle gain or loss, breast expan...
Jeff climbed up the stairs quietly, hoping to get to the shower without waking Marci. For the past few months she'd complained every time she caught him exercising instead of doing projects on her ever-growing list of home improvements. He tried to convey that with the craziness of his job and the house renovations, fitness was the only thing that kept him s...
Sweat poured from every inch of my body. It was leg day, and I've always hated leg day. The constant clanking of iron was a reminder of exactly where I was. The Tigress, the only women's only gym in my town. It was mostly little cardio bunnies running on treadmills, but there were a few of us who sought to put on a little muscle. And a little muscle was all...
PROLOGUE The lights in the dungeon were dim, but the acrylic cane She whipped through the air was black light reactive, creating a fearful streak of light through the air an instant before the inside of my right thigh seared with pain. The sound of my sudden gasp could not block out the snap from skilled administration of a punishment stroke. I felt I had b...
Ann drove up to a nightclub in an urban neighborhood. Actually her Limbo drove up. Her driver was one her slaves. She was a white busty 20 year old white girl name Lisa. The music started pumping and she started moving her shoulder to the music. She knew all eyes were on him and most those men would be jerking off thinking about her. They wouldn't admit it...
I was born and raised in a whore house. If I'd been a girl I don't know what might have happened. End up a whore, most likely. What the heck, that's about what I have ended up. As a little kid it probably wasn't a whole lot different than most kids' life. Several of the girls working there were very nice and spoiled me, played with me. It got a little diffe...
Chapter Three - A Kept Man Mrs. Eggleston's basement was nice enough, but as a permanent home I wasn't too thrilled with it. There was a washroom, a small kitchen with a fridge, microwave, sink and bar, a bedroom with a large queen-sized bed and a walk-in closet, all bordering the main sitting room with its leather furniture and large screen TV. In my inves...
Author's Note: This is part two of "Unfolding," which you can find in the Text With Audio section of Literotica. It isn't necessary to read/listen to the first to understand the second—but it would be fun! Enjoy! ---------- By the time Jack and I crawl into bed, most nights all we want to do is sleep. He works so hard, three jobs (well, two and a half) and...
Lucid never had figured out why the women of this land traveled clad only in the barest of clothing. The lack of modesty didn't bother him in the slightest. He spent many hours sitting in market squares watching the women as they passed. Their strong legs and arms ran to smoother lines rather then muscle tone. Their silken skin covered just enough muscle and...