My Powerful Wife and Daughter
By MuscleLover
How my wife turned into an amazon and had an even stronger daughter



	On our honeymoon, I impregnated my wife Tammy.  She was overjoyed at
the prospect of having a child.  Unfortunately, nine months later she had a
miscarriage.  Her devastation was enourmous and she could not be cheered up.
As we snuggled nude in our bed, I stroked her ample breasts and firm body.
Years of athletics made her tight and gorgeous.  An idea came to me to
divert her sorrow.  "Why don't you start working out and seeing if you can
become muscular and strong?  I think you have a lot of potential and it could
only help our relationship."  Tickling her caused a tense body; and I quickly
noted she already had slight bulges all over.  Tammy seemed pleasantly
surprised.  After several questions about my desire to see her become bigger,
she accepted my offer.  She smiled and said,"Well, if I am going to become
more aggressive, I will start in bed."  I was mounted and humped harder than
ever. She was hot and quite sweaty after tiring out.  "Boy, it feels good to
sweat and challenge myself.  I can't wait to start training.  But, before
that occurs you must be a dear and lick my body dry."
	The next morning, Tammy visited the magazine store and came back
with a stack of motivational material.  She stripped again and had me feel up
each body part.  "Just think how fun our sex lives will be when I reach the
size of Mellissa Coates. I will make you beg to be released from my mammoth
quads."  Tammy wanted to be measured once each week.  She took off my pants
and knocked me up again even harder than before.  I took out the tape measure
and wrote down the readings.  In addition I vowed to keep a picture record by
photographing her body both nude and in a bikini.  This was to target areas
to work on and be excited about the progress.  Next, Tammy ran down to the
set I had stored in the basement since I left for college.  She pulled out
the 110 pound set and quickly learned all the necessary moves.  I was about
to find out my wife's numerous years of lacross and field hockey paid off
with a solid base of strength.  Tammy laughed when I put 50 pounds on the
bench.  "This is a little light, don't you think?  Put the rest on and see if
I can max that much."  She strained but managed to push up the bar.  It was
my offer that she come to my gym and start hitting a better selection of
weights which allowed true growth to start.
	Tammy started her training benching 100 pound sets, leg pressing 175,
curling 25's, 80 pound chest exercises, 110 lat pulldowns and serious body
exercises on the side.  This may not sound alarming; however, for the first
week of training she was already outlifting teens who had been training for
over a year.  I could see the determination in Tammy's eyes and fully
supported her to become muscular and confident in her abilities to excel.
Steadily, my wife began to pack on hard pounds to her frame.  Pushing
herself to the limits was a norm and her extra energy turned into competition
with me. Tammy missed the slamming action from lacross and wanted me to
wrestle often.  As her muscles bulged, the impacts would hurt more and more.
She grew rigid and quite aggressive, especially in bed.  To ensure that we
came together, I would have to slam her hard from the rear and then enter
normally.  This was also a great indicator of how hard her butt was
becomming.  Muscle would clamp down on my member at will.
	After three years as an accountant, Tammy decided to work at the
local Gold's Gym full time.  She wanted to be around strong men and women and
have easy access to weights.  At this time her previous growth looked slow.
She quickly filled out and reached my level of lifting.  And why should she?
Her three hours of lifting a day compared to my hour and a half were not a
match.  Tammy's genetics allowed her to be thicker, harder, and denser than
me at any level of fitness.  She chose to be all three as far as she could
possibly enhance her already large features.  Tammy began competing on the
amateur circuit and treating me to a fine time in bed after each victory or
increase in muscle sizes.  This eventually led to another pregnancy.
Fortunately, a beautiful girl was born with the name Sue.  Sue had inherited
her mother's genetics and was quite a tomboy during her elementary school
years.  At the age of ten my daughter started hitting puberty and asked to
have the weight set pulled out so she could start working out.  Her mother
did not make the choice for her, but did support her girl in every way
possible.
	Sue was destined to become muscular and much stronger than her
father. Her rebelious nature and rapid power growths during the ages of 10-14
startled me.  By the age of 14 she grew to the point where she could look me
directly in the eyes.  And she was not afraid to confront me on many issues.
My astonishment continued to expand as my baby girl filled out from 110
pounds to 130 by the age of 16.  And the only fat reserves on her body was
her Double D breasts.  She had solid muscles of the same dimensions when
Tammy started lifting at the age of 26.  Sue was defiant and insisted on
lifting for punishment.  This only made matter worse as she became stronger
and stronger.  A few days before graduation, Sue broke curfew by three hours.
That would have been o.k. if she wasn't having sex with her boyfriend at the
time.  I barged into her room the next day and planned on having a heated
discussion.
	Sue was in a halter top and shorts.  She told me to go away since she
was reading her Woman's Physique World.  I couldn't help but notice how she
overflowed her clothes with raw muscle.  Still being mad, I yanked the
magazine out of her hands and required a talk.  She glared at me and flexed
her chest several times to warn me. "Your little girl is not so litter
anymore."  Sue stood up and threw a double biceps pose.  My awareness of her
power suddenly hit home.  She attacked me to prove that her adult body was
not going to be pushed around by her old man.  Meaty arms surrounded my neck
and pressed my nose to her bare shoulders.  Arching her back caused my feet
to leave the ground. My daughter giggled as she dropped me to the floor and
planted her butt on my shoulders.  Then she gripped my chin and forced my
head upwards to look her in the eyes.  "Mom has been teaching me several
overpowering moves.  Now I am going to test them on you."  Sue was very
serious and I began to wonder how much pain I would have to endure.  My body
was rolled over and she sat on my chest facing my legs.  Her barnyard back
spread out in all directions.  My abs hurt from multiple punches.  Next, my
quads were attacked.  Just as I tried to flip her off, striated legs
surrounded my head and caused me to see stars.  Sue enjoyed the rapid pace
she was wearing me out and continued numerous scissor holds all the way down
my frame.  My conqueror stood over me and pounded her dense pecs.  "I am
woman, hear me roar.  Remember, never come into my room without permission."
	 As I complained about what to do with Sue, my wife just laughed.
 "You should be used to being out classed by a woman.  I am going to do the
same thing tonight.  The only difference will be my sexual dominance, as
well."  Tammy ran into the bedroom and we raced to get undressed.  She laid
on her back and invited me to come down on her.  Once I jumped on to her she
palmed my pecs and fiercely groped them.  She poked her own pecs to show the
hardness prevailed over mine.  "Sue has a larger chest than me, so I know
more work will make mine jut further out over my monster abs. Why don't we
try something different tonight?  Insert your penis in my cleavage and see if
my flexing can cause you to get an orgasm."  Tammy purred as I lubricated her
inner chest muscles.  It must have felt good for my wife since I was asked to
do the same on her abs and back and each leg.  She actually became somewhat
sadistic and clamped her calves around my erection.  The color went to purple
before she let go.  Tammy was so hot and sweaty that she shoved my face into
her crotch for a long blow job.  She smiled sheepishly and asked me to do the
same to her butt.  Only this time she pulled me in deeper and flexed her
buttocks as hard as possible.  Then to add to the fun her back arched and
then her genitals tensed as climax rapidly approached.  My face was drenched
in vaginal juices.  Finally, Tammy inserted my sore member into her vagina
and pumped me to her heart's content.  "Boy I hope our daughter has this much
fun during sex."  The though scared me at first.  But then I rationalized
that my daughter was a strong woman who deserved the very best.  And that is
what I kept on telling myself as I walked her down the aisle.  Sue just had
female twins and if the family line continues they are going to be gigantic.