PD Virus changes life for couple
by musclefun



Her weaknesses became obvious. It started subtly. Fatigue, lethargy. She was
the most vivacious female Travis had ever known. He'd not been driven to her
sexiness... she was adequate.. he was drawn to her incredible smile, bright
eyes and effervescent personality. After knowing her, Travis was surprised
that more men didn't find her attractive. It might have been her high pitch
voice.. or small breasts that dissuaded others. He just assumed it was their
loss.

Their second child came and things just slowed down. She fatigued after just
few minutes of housecleaning or gardening. Her wonderful and bright
conversation and disposition even slowed. She took a leave from her work after
the doctors recommended that she get further tests.

There was a fatal virus that they suspected: the Penelope virus (named after a
now deceased nurse who was the first known victim). After two weeks of bed
rest, the word came from Dr. Noe, she was positively identified with the
virus. All hopes were dashed.

The doctor said that she should get her things in order for her days were
numbered. Travis' initial depression turned to resolve. Travis wouldn't stand
for it. Dee was the only woman he'd ever known, spiritually or carnally.

Travis researched every known or up and coming treatment he could find.

Three weeks later, he finally came across a survivor.... she used a steroid
cocktail and DHEA... a lot of exercise and a lot of sleep. The virus ..only
known to exist in women had an aversion to testosterone in the human body.
He'd always suspected that she had abnormally low levels of the male hormone.
This made a lot of sense. His wife never truly enjoyed their liaisons. To his
recollection she'd never requested sex, never had an orgasm and never seduced
him. He read some of the literature about the side effects of the cocktail and
got concerned. A small part of him liked the idea of having a woman who
finally enjoyed her sexuality. Her life was at stake. He really saw no other
choices. Travis' doctor agreed to the radical yet effective treatment.

Month one started off better than anticipated. Dee awoke groggy every
afternoon. By 3:30 she was able to eat a breakfast. Travis injected her with
the steroid cocktail and started her weight training regime. They hired a full
time helper while Travis was at work. She was a nurse from El Salvador. Her
name was Lydia. Lydia was responsible for Dee's well being during the day.

Lydia was a petite women with exotic eyes.

The doctor said that the weight training would help Dee with sleep and stop
the body wasting so prevalent with PD (Penelope's disorder). Dee had never
lifted weights and Lydia had no weight training experience, but the two
learned quickly which weights and in what order to use them.

Dee's waking hours the first month became increasingly vibrant. There were
signs of the old Dee coming back, but just as quickly she would fall asleep.
The third week into the regime and Dee had a strange request. "Trav, feel
really strong" she said: "I need more weight, the 10 lbs barbells are just too
easy and I'm not feeling the necessary fatigue for better sleep".

From the third week to the fifth week I'd added weights consistently. By week
six she was using impressive amounts of weight. She was able to sleep more
soundly at night and awake a little earlier every day. By the end of the
second month she had an even more bizarre request. "Honey, I think I need
something I've never asked of you.. can you have sex with me?".

Travis stood with mouth ajar. Her request didn't compute. She didn't however
have to ask a second time. He stripped faster than a cheetah hunting prey.

Their sex was fast and furious. The extra exercise made her body supple and
her stamina outstanding. Her normally pear shaped physique now had been
sculpted. She was more hour glass than he could remember. She was never
particularly big breasted.. but he could see that her breasts now were sitting
atop a mound of sculpted pectorals. Had she been hiding under the hospital
frock too long? Hadn't he noticed her changing physique? She climaxed for the
first time he could remember.

"Wow, I can't believe that", Dee yelled. "That is the first time, and what a
feeling. Now I know why you like it so much." She passed out immediately.

She slept for a full day. When she awoke, she asked for more food and
completed her now fully demanding weight training session. Into the third
month she took a shower and asked Travis to join her. For the first time, she
actually saw herself in the mirror and liked what she saw.

It was close to the hundredth day when Lydia walked in on one of Dee's work
outs. Dee was fully nude doing bicep curls into the mirror. Some of the
effects of the testosterone were starting to take effect. Her size and
aggressiveness a subtle lowering of her voice. "Lydia, I apologize, I didn't
mean to startle you". Lydia's eyes widened. She'd noticed the changes in those
tremendous biceps and pectoral muscles. Lydia had never been drawn to females
in the least. But Mrs. Dee's body surely looked like a Greek sculpture. She
was fascinated with the large muscular legs and tight bottom. Dee saw the
moisture on Lydia's lips.. partly nervous and partly envious. Lydia realized
the feelings and turned her head away. "You don't need to look away, we're
adults and I'm sure I look exotic now".

Lydia returned her glance. This time she was staring obviously at the
glistening muscle goddess. Dee's passion was also ignited. Someone staring at
her with envy. A female finally enjoying to watch her body. What a rush. She'd
always had an unenviable figure.. a pear without breasts. Now she was amazing.
She had hated sex.. it meant that she had to show her underdeveloped parts.
Before Travis, she'd never had anyone take a second look let alone touch.
"Lydia", "why don't you join in the exercises, if you need, I've got plenty of
this prescription to share with you and in no time you can have biceps like
this." She hit a double bicep pose and saw Lydia's eyes widen and nostrils
flare. She then did a crab pose that nearly had Lydia's knees bending. Lydia
turned and walked away.. she said something about needing some workout gear
before starting a workout program. Dee had an obvious grin.

Three more week passed. Lydia and Dee's workout had been taken to new levels.
Each pushing the other. Dee's sexual urges bothered her. Her husband's return
to a normal work schedule made her fully unsatisfied. She was plotting ways to
get her husband home early and working out alone, when Lydia entered the room.
"Hello, I see Mr. Travis is still at work, I'll bet he misses his time with
you.. seeing as how.." her voice trailed off as she stared at the unbelievable
glutes now straining on Mrs. Dee.

"How what?"

"How beautifully strong you are?"

"You like my muscles", Dee responded as the glow of her pride radiated power..
and her carnal desires inflamed; her eyes widened and these deep seeded
desires leaped forward. She deeply wanted Travis home but this female would do
for now. "Have you ever desired another women?", she said in a purposefully
lower voice.

"Never" Lydia responded and turned to the door. As she shut the door, she gave
a last glance into the room and saw her stare reciprocated.

Two hours later, Lydia returned to the room. It was afternoon workout time.
She was surprised to find all the blinds drawn and the room in complete
darkness. After a few steps into the room, a light at the far end of the
bedroom turned on. Lydia could see the silhouette of a muscular Dee. In a
sultry and low voice, Dee said.. "I need to satisfy you and be satisfied".

Perhaps it was the lowered voice, Lydia felt this power shudder through her
entire body. She approached, half not wanting to but drawn to the animal
magnetism of this muscular and desirous creature.

"Lydia," Dee said, you've been working out these last few weeks too and I
can't but help noticing how your body has changed also." Lydia was a good five
inches shorter than Dee but their lifts were about equal. It was true. Those
daily afternoon workouts and the testosterone cocktails had sparked in her an
interest that she could not yet describe. It was as if a Muscle demon had
entered her body. She wanted muscle on herself and in whomever she had
liaisons with. She'd been in this country nearly three years, living in the
back of a very large mansion and mainly in loneliness. Only recently with the
increased work outs and prescription medications had she even wanted another
persons comfort. Dee had caught her in a moment of complete weakness. She
desperately wanted the same thing.. to be satisfied. Her muscles ached to be
smoothed, messaged yes even kissed.

Dee first made a muscle. Dee followed the vein on her now fully inflated right
arm. She said, "sometimes I just can't believe this is me. I start showing my
development and I get turned on myself". Lydia kiss my veins". Dee again hit a
double bicep pose. Her thong showing both leg and arm muscles beautifully.

Lydia didn't move. "Okay Lydia can you let me kiss your veins then".

Lydia took off her shirt timidly to reveal a tee tank shirt. Her muscles had
indeed expanded. Her veins were showing clearly. Now Dee sat transfixed. Dee
knew all the pleasure spots and she immediately kissed each one. Dee stripped
off each piece of Lydia's clothing. The last item was Lydia's underwear. Dee
held onto to Lydia's curvaceous Latin rear with both hands as she removed the
front of the underwear with her teeth.

Lydia was breathing increasingly heavy as she felt Dee's breath on her private
parts. Dee never thought she'd have so much fun with her tongue carefully
caressing all the softest and most delicate parts of Lydia. Lydia screamed
with delight.. Lydia, now too fatigued.. couldn't bring herself to do the same
for Dee. Dee was livid and frustrated. She asked Lydia to leave.

An hour before quitting time, Lydia returns to the room. It is time to check
on Dee and make sure she is sleeping. Dee is wide awake sitting in a craftsman
rocking chair with her robe on. The look of absolute despair everywhere on her
face. Lydia feels Dee's anguish and goes to the liquor cabinet in the living
room. She finds the tequila and devours three shot glasses full quickly. After
10 minutes she is starting to feel the warmth of alcohol. She bursts into the
room, this time she says.. "you look kind of down, I want to cheer you up".
Dee sits up and slowly disrobes. Lydia slowly kneels in front of the rocking
chair and starts at the calves and works her way up the muscled slopes of her
quads where she messages Dee's enlarged clitoris. Dee screams in joy just as
the two hear the front door slam shut.

"Honey, I'm home" shouts Travis and runs upstairs to see what the scream was
about. He opens the door and finds Lydia spotting for his wife on the rocking
chair with 60 pound weights. They both have workout gear and are sweating
profusely.

"Wow, you two look like you enjoy working out way too much".

Time flew by. The fifth month had another startling turn of events. Dee went
to the doctor for a check up. The wasting away caused by the Penelope syndrome
was non-existent. The doctor determined that the disease was in full
remission. He suggested that she commence a somewhat normal.. but shortened
work schedule. The testosterone cocktail would have to proceed.

Travis can be spotted going to work every day.. and coming home for lunch
every afternoon. You'd think he'd mind all the commuting. You can see him at
your work too, he is the one with the large smile on his face and somewhat
disheveled grooming.

Lydia is happy as well. The doctor who issued Dee the clean bill of health,
also turned out to be the owner of the mansion. Lydia is doing well as the
doctor's wife.