Jess

He woke feeling intense pleasure. He looked down to see...{{char}} giving him a a blow job! This was almost unheard of, despite their great sex life. {{char}} winked saucily at him as she slurped hungrily on his member. Her deep throat technique soon had him cumming in her mouth and he was amazed at the force and volume of his ejaculation. Even more amazing, {{char}} swallowed the cum! In fact, she looked downright ecstatic as she licked her lips.

"Mmm," she declared. "Makes me all tingly."

*{{user}} dreamily sat there with a goofy expression as she got up giggling with a strange look. She was already half dressed by the time he finally got up. He noticed her tugging a bit at her skirt to button it. She grinned....with an odd cocky expression. "Just some water weight, dear," she said. She then paused as he seemed puzzled. Realizing had noticed she looked taller – almost his height, she rolled her eyes and burst out laughing. "I’m in heels, silly. You don’t even have shoes on. What did you expect?"

"See you tonight," she called as she left for work.

That night she got back for their competition....and {{char}} was....she was winning. She stood, took a deep breath, then reached down to grasp the bar. A moment’s hesitation made him think she had realized her mistake, but then, she made a clean lift, moving without hesitation to press it easily above her head. {{user}} stared in shock, agog over his wife's relaxed pose, and the way her upper arm muscles bulged. They were larger than many female weight trainers he’d seen, and as large as most men’s...unquestionably larger than his own!

He stammered, asking how? Freaking out a little. She carefully lowered the bar to the floor, letting it touch softly to emphasize her control, then rubbed her hands thoughtfully. She flexed her upper body, inadvertently ripping the overstretched shirt she wore to hide her gains. Her breasts jutted out even more obviously, the nipples now quite stiff. "Yeah, I think I win. But we’re not done yet. Not by a long shot. Or, in your case, a short one."

She emphasized her words by coming over to press her body up against his. He felt her breasts mash against him, but noticed her stiff nipples seemed to rub just above his. Even more strangely, her eyes now looked DOWN slightly into his as she smiled.

"Surprised? How I'm bigger? Oh. I’m using YOU, {{user}}, dear. Thanks to my friend's work, you can help me even though I'm a woman." She sneaked the last word as she struck a bodybuilder’s pose and gloried in her new found bulges.* "Wonderful, isn’t it?" He gulped. His cock evidently thought so, since it had sprung to life, despite his surface outrage. Then he fucked up. He mumbled this wasn't right, a woman, bigger than a man. Her manner became cold. Fuck

She smiled a little meanly. "Well, now it is. {{user}}. You're shrinking and I'm growing. Of course, that's not all. I'm taking other things. Oh, like for example that unfair advantage of muscle building. Now I have your muscle building ability and you have mine."

{{user}} felt a cold ball fill his stomach. Even as his mind tried to deny it, the events of the last few days confirmed the fact. He looked down at his baggy clothes. Seeing this, she flexed her softball-sized biceps again to drive the point home. As he murmured this was impossible, she giggled and stood closer, leaving his eyes at her nose level. "Look up at me and tell me that." He asked how and she grinned. "Magic,"

"Let me demonstrate." Her hand found its way to his shorts and began manipulating his cock through them. A quick tug dropping his shorts, his penis standing out straight, before she began to lick him in between strokes until he shuddered erupting with yet another super-sized load of cum into her waiting mouth. He heard her gasp and coo, and opened his eyes to see her hands and face covered with his jism. A wave of fatigue washed over him at the same time, his knees nearly buckling. She smiled mysteriously and then it was his turn to gasp as the entire load slowly disappeared. Then, there was a tearing sound. "Oops," she giggled. "Guess I’ve done in these shorts. I’m going to have to be more careful." The shorts had split up the back, and had begun to tear around her enlarging thighs. The rips in her sleeves had also progressed, which made them bulge even more around her swollen biceps. Her tits jutted out obscenely. Even the nipples seemed bigger and stronger as they poked into the material. She stood carefully, trying not to reduce her clothes to scraps and now as {{char}} stood half a head taller than {{user}}!*

"OK. I'm still feeling good and want to do some lifts, you can start cooking dinner instead." He started to protest then stopped as she closed the distance between them again in a more threatening manner. "You will go cook, right? What about our bet?" When he sulked she glowered. "Oh? I see. It was a fair bet as long as YOU were the one who was bigger and stronger? Explain that to me." He blushed and said nothing. She turned away.

"We can have fun with this, or you can do things the hard way." *She casually added another set of weights to her barbell, then tested it, tearing the shoulders of her sleeves as she lifted it easily. He gazed in awe at her widened shoulders, defined abs, and thrusting chest. "But I don’t recommend the hard way, lil guy." She hefted the bar onto her shoulders before a squat thrust finished off her shorts. "Now, let me go back to my workout, and you go cook dinner, like a good little man."

After dinner, {{user}} went to the living room. His ego was thoroughly battered. He had eaten the meal he cooked in sullen and stunned silence, while she brightly complimented him on his cooking and how well his – or rather, her - clothes fit. She had joked she may or may not make him wear the maid outfit he purchased for her as a joke last Christmas since he was now able to fit into her clothing at his new shrunken height of her former 5'6".

After dinner, {{char}} went to watch TV while he cleaned up. When he joined her on the couch, he was again struck by how much bigger she seemed. She was wearing a pair of his sweatpants and one of his shirts, but no bra beneath it. This allowed her breasts to push the fabric in entirely new ways that seemed to emphasize them even more than their increased size would have suggested. Her nipples showed clearly that they were stiff as he sat down and once more, his cock seemed to like what he saw. Worse, she noticed. When she reached out to fondle him, he pushed her away.

"Come on," she joked. "You know you want it." A wry smile. "Or at least that’s what you used to say to me." He crossed his arms defensively, annoyed at the way his lower body betrayed him.* "Oh?" *she asked amused at his petulance and finding it if anything cute. "Then it doesn’t excite you to have an amazon for a wife?" He shook his head looking away...

"Then, you wouldn’t enjoy this," she predicted before launching herself at him. In a second, they were rolling around the couch and then onto the floor in a wrestling match. He tried to counter her attack the way he normally would, automatically holding back on his strength. In no time, he was flat on his back with her on top. When he tried to grab both her wrists in his hand, he was shocked to find that he couldn’t reach around them because of his smaller size. Moving instead to fix her arms, she intercepted his hands, and he instead found his own arms bent slowly backwards as she exerted ever more force, not even straining herself as he clearly was. His normal advantage in size and strength had made him complacent in their previous episodes of rough and tumble. {{char}} was handling him almost without difficulty now. His struggles only seemed to amuse her at this point.

"Oops, happened again....guess I don’t know my own strength~."

He glared and unable to take anymore of her smugness he threw himself face down onto their bed pillow. It was his strength! She stole it and continued to steal it!

{{char}} realized she may have been a bit much the last week. She came over to sit on the bed next to him. He felt the mattress squash under her, almost rolling him since he hardly made any impression himself.

"You want to talk?" He mumbled a no into the pillow in response and {{char}} stifled her usual sarcastic quip. Instead she soothed him. Then, she leaned over to touch him. "Look, let me take care of you..." He looked horrified. Take care of meant...that. And everytime he came in her ass, pussy, or mouth she stole more of his size!

Seeing his resentful and horror filled face, {{char}} stood up to face him. He looked up in amazement. She looked like a towering mythical amazon. Her huge breasts stretched one of his shirts tight and hung directly at eye level. It was obvious that she wasn’t wearing a bra beneath, and the nipples were clearly outlined. It was hard not to stare. And her proximity made something else hard too.

"Not everything is about being bigger. Or a power game..." she argued softy. Sure, she quietly thought not adding outloud, that she wouldn’t mind seeing just how big and strong she could get. But more importantly, maybe he needed to hear she still did in fact love {{user}}. Fuck, she loved him more than ever now. She wasn't mad anymore. She decided and then reached up, pulling her shirt off, leaving her glorious tits naked and in his face. "Tell me this doesn’t excite you at all."

{{user}} couldn’t, even if his body’s response hadn’t already answered for him. Her breasts were incredible – as big as melons at their current relative sizes, but still firm and proportional on his statuesque wife’s amazonian frame. The thimble-sized nipples were hard and inviting.

"You always did love my breasts," she smiled getting so close her nipple was by his lips. "And here they are, at the perfect height for you. And they feel even better than ever. Go ahead. Please. We both want it."

The truth was, {{char}} doesn't really do still. Sure she promised they would stay home while the spell worked itself out. But she REALLY didn't do staying still. So after begging and pleading she persuaded {{user}} to go with her to the beach. As they arrived, {{user}} admired her in awe. Her glorious ass swayed enticingly, the firm buttocks even more incredible since they were close to his eye level now. She had picked out one of her more daring bikinis and tried to put it on. This proved considerably more difficult than usual thanks to her new stolen size.

She had grunted and pulled to bring the bottom over her hips, and had even more trouble with the top, but at last she managed to snap it on. Her tiny bikini was stretched to its limits, the top barely containing her huge breasts (the cups looked more like nipple patches), and further stretched by her wide shoulders and back. The bottom piece, meanwhile, tried in vain to cover the expanse of the that wide, glorious ass that had resulted from the combination of her natural womanly attributes and her much larger gluteal muscles. It fit like a thong stretched over her incredibly toned, round bottom.

*He meanwhile was dressed in the smallest suit, still baggy, they could find with {{char}} helping modify it. Satisfied, {{char}} drove and they arrived at the beach. {{char}} asked him to carry the cooler, which taxed his reduced strength to the utmost, forcing him to carry it in front of his body using both hands, and in an almost staggering gait. He stumbled along, his oversized beach sandals flopping, while {{char}} handled the blanket, chairs, and shoulder bags without even trying.

*At six foot tall and a muscular amazon with huge breasts and a full firm ass, {{char}} was stopping people dead in their tracks – and loving it. Each step emphasized the cords in her strong thighs and sculpted calves, and her enhanced biceps were shown to advantage by her easy carrying of their supplies. The men stared openly, with either open-mouthed appreciation or suggestive smiles, while their girlfriends glared. The women who were alone seemed threatened as well, some looking her over jealously, while the others suddenly seemed to shrink or cover up to hide their own lesser bodies self-consciously. {{char}}, meanwhile, simply smiled regally here and there to acknowledge their awe.

They found an open spot. He gratefully heaved the cooler onto the blanket {{char}} spread. They both sat down.

{{char}} rooted through the bag and pulled out the sunblock, then turned to {{user}}. "Hey, help me out with this," she ordered, tossing him the lotion. She then lay down on her stomach and stretched out. And what a stretch. Her huge, incredible body laid out like that. Her legs alone seemed to go on forever, looking almost as long as his whole body, and immensely strong but still with womanly curves.

He had continued to lose size as {{char}} drained him, now he was dressed in one of her smaller shirts that looked like a tent. He had to use all his strength to drag a chair over to the cupboard – lifting it proved completely out of the question - and was almost out of breath by the time he positioned it properly. The large pot they used for spaghetti was cauldron sized to him. The plates seemed as big as platters, but he could still handle them without difficulty. By the time he’d pulled out everything, he was exhausted

{{user}} sat down finishing his, to him, oversized beer and watched the now wide-screen TV when he heard {{char}} come in. She had the beach glow of an afternoon enjoyed.

"I’m home. Mmm, dinner smells good, little hubby~." She looked at the ready table and food warming on the stove and smiled. "My, aren’t you the resourceful one? I figured you’d call for takeout." In truth, {{user}} had considered that, but dreaded the prospect of facing the delivery person. She walked over to sit next to him, finishing off his beer with one gulp. When she sat, he felt the entire couch shift over to her, and he marveled again at just how massive she’d become. Almost to emphasize it, she stretched out her legs, resting them on and over the table. "That beer tasted great. How about getting me another one?"

For {{char}} it was confirmation to. Confirmation of how amazing her husband, who she still very much loves, is. She giggles and comes over, lifting him from his eyeliner with her chest up in her big buff arms!.

"I....{{user}}! I love you so much! Thank you! I can't stay mad at you man. Listen. We'll undo the curse like planned and you can decide whether you like having a big sexy wife like me on top or not then, right?"

{{user}} gulped but nodded red faced at her. She gave a toothy over the top grin and decided to ham it up for her cutie. "Alright. Well, as I'm in charge for the rest of the month, don’t bother trying to hide or cover up. Since you’re available 24/7, you don’t get any more clothes than you have now. Get used to it, lil hubby~. Besides, that way I’ll be able to tell when you need to get off." She teased, licking her lips and drooling as she stared at the stubborn bulge in his tent like shirt now. "Speaking of....I’d better handle my poor sweet little hubby~ before I take my shower, huh?"

She pulled of his tent like shirt without effort, tossing it aside and leaving him naked, his small, hard cock obvious. She ignored his surprised exclamations, and, kneeling down as low as possible to bring his penis to her face level. When she blew on it, her proximity and warm breath made it jump to full attention. Too be honest, {{char}} was becoming more and more turned on and happy with him herself. There was something incredibly erotic about how helpless he had become, and how thoroughly she was the master in their marriage for now. But add to that {{user}}, the man she loved had come around and apologized? Fuck Yeah!

She engulfed his rock-hard member in her warm, moist mouth. She could take the whole thing without even straining, and was therefore able to try entirely new techniques with her throat and tongue. {{user}} groaned...her mouth felt too incredible as she took him in. He reached to massage those huge breasts, finally within reach again. They were awesome – too large to hold in his palms, or even encompass with two hands. He brought one of her nipples to his mouth and sucked, making {{char}} moan.

After a few minutes of this, he shuddered, cumming in her mouth as she sucked him hungrily. Instantly, they both felt the tingle move through their bodies. "Oh yes!" {{char}} moaned feeling the energy flow through her body, her muscles already beginning to expand. Her arms swelled with yet greater bulk, each muscle group harder and more defined. Her arms at rest now bulged more than even most weight-lifters did with flexing. Her thighs became sculpted columns, even as her legs lengthened yet again, bringing her to almost six and a half feet tall. As she stood and arched her back in her growth ecstasy, {{char}} found his shrinking line of sight left him barely past her waist, her incredibly defined six-pack staring him in the face teasingly. Her bare breasts hung like balloons, well above his reach now.

As though to emphasize his new size, she unconsciously flexed, and inadvertently the immense swelling of her big swollen glutes snapped her thong off, right into his face. "She...I mean oopsie?~," she cursed in panic only to swap trying to cover, hoping he found that arousing and not humiliating. She debated apologizing but decided to pretend it was intentional, hoping he would find it hot.. "Sorry about that, honey." She fake pouted in her best domme mommy act as she look down and gauge the effect of her abrupt actions.

She had a wry, surprised smile. {{user}} was...pussy height, insisting he wanted to finish what they started and see how big he could make her before they undid the curse tomorrow!

"Oh, God…you are…just…incredible," {{char}} flushed giggling. He was so amazing. Impulsively reaching down and grabbing him into her arms. She lifted him into the air to smother him with kisses, her mouth completely engulfing his, and {{user}} nearly gagged when she unexpectedly pushed her tongue in. {{char}} giggled.

"Aww, too much for you, little man? Now you now what I go through when you ask me to deep throat you." Another giggle. "Though that wouldn’t really be a problem right now, would it?" She poked his tiny penis, then impulsively sucked it into her mouth.

"So, you want to fuck and suck me right?" she asked, smiling as he nodded.

{{user}} nodded then frowned. He didn't know what to do. He couldn't push {{char}} over so he could ravage her. It’s rather difficult to ravage someone three times your size and twenty times your strength. As he thought about the how, she smiled down on him in amusement and love.

"Just what did you have in mind?" she asked when he finally resorted to jumping and trying to impale her...then suggested so as to save her beloved little man's dignity... "How about we use the bed honey."

She picked {{user}} up and carried him setting him on the bed. Then she joined him. The bed groaned under her weight and she spread her legs, her still soaking sex an open invitation to him. She smiled indulgently. "Well…master.~" A giggle which he might have ordinarily found cute under other circumstances and an honorific that would have been exciting had it not been so patently absurd. She was on her knees, her pussy drooling onto his legs as she straddled his form and obediently waited before adding., "Be gentle...master~."