The Separation




Disclaimer:  This story contains adult material not suitable for children 
under 18.

I couldn't believe that she found them.  My wife that is.  We had been 
married for 15 years.  We met in college.  My wife was a wonderful person.  
She was very athletic in high school and college.  I was attracted to her 
athletic body.  But 18 years had passed since we first met.  She had had 3 
kids since then.  Though she worked out, my tasted had changed.  Over the 
years I had acquired a taste for really muscular woman.  I had never cheated 
on my wife.  What I did do was buy videos.  Specifically, I bought videos of 
very muscular women.

Somehow she had discovered them.  When I came home from work she confronted 
me.  I was very ashamed at first.  She turned on one with Karla Nelson and 
asked,  "Are you attracted to a woman like this?

I nodded.  She couldn't believe it.

"What is it you like?  She looks like a man with breasts?"  she said.

"I don't know really. . .Her muscles are really attractive to me.  And the 
fact that she is strong really excites me," I said.

My wife was an extremely sexual woman.  She was always ready for sex. She 
was also a pleaser.  She cried and cried.  She kept saying, "Is that what 
you really want?"

It was one of the worst nights of my life.  She told me she wanted me out of 
our house.  I left reluctantly.  She told me she needed time to think.  Thus 
began our separation.

I found a in-expensive apartment nearby.  I would see the kids several times 
a week and every other weekend.  I always thought it was odd that she was 
never around when I would come by to pick up or drop off the kids.

Now its almost been a year since that day.  Several things had happened just 
last week that seemed strange to me.  I had several friends ask me if I had 
seen Marsha lately.  I told them I had not seen her since our separation.  
Each of these friends would only say that she was really looking good.  But 
my wife had always looked good. She was an extremely attractive woman.  She 
was 5'9" tall and had weighed about 135lbs every since I had known her.  She 
had small breasts but incredible nipples.  She just wasn't very muscular.  
Oh how I missed her though.  I didn't care anymore that she wasn't muscular. 
  But she wouldn't even talk to me.

I got home from work and turn on the answering machine.

"Hello Joe.  This is Marsha.  We have to talk.  Meet me tonight at the 
armory at 7:00PM."  she said.

There was something really different about her voice.  It was definitely her 
voice but it was deeper, richer sounding.  What was going on.  Several 
friends asking me if I'd seen her and telling me how great she looked.  Now 
this phone call with her voice sounding different.  I didn't care.  I 
couldn't wait to see her again.  I wanted to apoligize for hurting her.  I 
wanted to tell her how much I loved her.  So I ran out to the store and 
bought a dozen roses.  I drove to the armory and I got there around 6:45.  
Just as I was pulling up I noticed this woman enter the front door.  On my 
gosh.  She had the most muscular calves I had ever seen on a man or woman.  
She looked really tall too.  It was hard to tell though.  I kept thinking to 
myself.  I have to be cool.  I am here to win my wife back.  What if this 
woman were to walk by when I was talking to Marsha.  I vowed that no matter 
what I would remain cool.

I waited in my car until 6:55 and entered the building.  There was a note on 
the door to come to the conference room.  I entered the room and I could see 
her at the other end of the room.  It was fairly dark in the room.  She was 
sitting and I could only see her face.  She looked wonderful!  She seem like 
she had lost weight.  Or something was different.  Her face was chiseled 
looking but still very beautiful.

"Marsha. . .I am so sorry for hurting you.  Please forgive me.  I am sorry I 
had those videos.  I got rid of all of them.  I want you.  Not those women 
in the videos,"  I said.

"So. . .are you telling me you are no longer attracted to women with large 
muscles?  You are telling me that you don't like women who are strong and 
powerful now?  Suppose an incredibly muscular woman were to walk into this 
room right now, are you telling me that she wouldn't turn you on?"  she 
asked.

"All I know is that I have been so depressed without you," I said.

"Well I have a big surprise for you sweetheart," she said.

She slowly stood up.  She must have had on 6" heels because she towered over 
me by 3 inches.  She had on a very baggy robe that went all the way to her 
ankles.  What was she doing?

"You know I have always wanted to please you.  I have worked this entire you 
to do just that,"  she said.

"Honey, what are you talking about?"  I asked.

"I am talking about turning myself into the woman you wanted. . .a woman 
more muscular than any in those videos you have. . ." she said.

"Marsha?  What are you saying?"  I asked.

"I am saying I have spent 6 days a week, 8 hours a day working on my body 
for you.  I have run, lifted, started taking ju jitsu lessons. . .all to 
please you," she said.

"You didn't have to do that"  I said.

"I know I didn't. . .but I did honey.  What is the most you have ever 
benched?"  she asked.

I laughed, "The most I have ever benched is 365lbs.  But that has been years 
ago,"  I said.

She smiled a sexy smile.  She walked over to a bench and she began adding 
weight.  She put 365lbs on the bar and asked, "Give it a try honey. . .then 
I want to show you something."

"Honey.  There is no way I could lift that much weight.  Not anymore," I 
said.

"Oh just try it.  For me?"  she asked sexily.

I sat down at the bench wondering what had gotten into Marsha.  I looked 
into her beautiful eyes and told her that it might get stuck on my chest.  
She said that she would help me get it off.  So I lifted the weight out of 
the rack.  I lowered it to my chest and it stayed right there.  Immediately, 
she lifted it off my chest and racked the weight.  I just stared at her.  
Something incredible had happened to my wife.  Then she removed her robe and 
there stood the most muscular woman I had ever seen.  She then picked up the 
bar and curled it to her chest.  She threw it up and reversed her hands and 
slowly began pressing 365lbs over her head slowly.  She wasn't even 
straining.  She did 10 reps like it was nothing.  I stared at her body.  Her 
shoulders were enormous.  Her biceps looked unreal.  She had an incredible 
rock hard six pack abs.  Her butt was round and hard.  Her calves and thighs 
were incredible, unbelievably hard and vascular.  They were also larger than 
I had ever seen on a woman.  She made Karla look like a lightweight.  She 
brought the bar down and I noticed her chest.  They had to be DDD breasts, 
the only thing that wasn't muscle on her.

"What's wrong honey?  Cat got you tongue?"  she purred.

"Marsha. . .my gosh.  I can't believe what I am seeing?  You are so 
muscular,"  I said.

"I take it you are pleased?"  she asked.

"Wow!  You are unbelievable,"  I said.

"I am glad you like. . .I did it all for you.  Remember when you ran in that 
10K?  I couldn't keep up with you.  What was your time?" she asked.

"My best 10K time was 44:53," I said.

"Is that all.  I ran one last weekend in 28:02.  Oh yeah.  I can press 
easily what you can't even bench press,"  she said.

"I know. . .that is amazing.  How strong are you?"  I asked.

"I am stronger than any guys at the gym.  I keep getting stronger every day. 
  I like being really strong too."  she said.

"What is your best bench press, honey?"  I asked.

"1200lbs. . .for reps. . .haven't tried to do more.  In fact, the guys at 
the gym say I should do powerlifting.  They say that I could break all of 
the women's and men's world records," she said.

My heart was pounding.  My wife had transformed herself into an amazon.  She 
was at least 5 times stronger than me.  But that was not all.

"I also am the first woman to get a black belt in jui jitsu in less than a 
year.  I just competed in a tough woman contest in Canada.  I came in 
first,"  she said.

"Honey. . .you amaze me.  I know I would have hated to be the women who 
faced you," I said.

She laughed, "Women?  I competed against the men.  I am the toughest "Man" 
in Canada.  I am going to compete in the US this month," she said.

"You mean you beat men?"  I asked.

"Yes silly.  15 of them to be exact.  All of them by submission or knockout. 
  I really am quite powerful and deadly now you know," she said.

I don't know why but I asked, "So you think you can beat me up?"

"I don't think honey, I know!" she said.

Then quicker than my eyes could see you put me down on the ground and got me 
in a hold.  I couldn't move.  I tried everything.  She was just way too 
strong.

"Now I can have you anytime I want you. . .You know how sexual I used to be. 
. .I am ten times more horny now. . .and you are going to be my sex toy. . 
.got it baby?"

"Then you forgive me?"  I asked.

"Of course I forgive you.  I owe this incredible body to you.  And I can't 
wait to get you home. . .let's get going boy-toy," she said.

To be continued. . .

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