[alex]

To: Marilyn Knewsome (marknew742@gmail.com)

From: Alex

Dear Ms. Knewsome:

I’m writing to you, because I don’t know what to do, and I’m too embarrassed to ask my friends or family for help. It’s a girl problem, you see. Actually it’s more of a "girls" problem. Let me start from the beginning.

First, there was Kate. We had this fling in the summer, where we went out more then a few times. She was tall, athletic and great looking, with curly blonde hair and blue eyes. She was also really fun to be with, and things were kind of getting serious between us (too serious for my taste), that is until Brooke appeared. Brooke was a total hotty brunette with green eyes and a great rack. She had recently moved here with her family, and when a friend of mine introduced us, we really clicked. I still liked Kate, but I really wanted to go out with Brooke. Since I didn’t want the stress of juggling two girls at once, and didn’t want to get stuck in some serious relationship, I decided to break-up with Kate. It didn’t go too well. She took it really hard. I think she really liked me, and I liked her too, but hey…life goes go. I was sure she would get over me really quick.

So Brooke and I became an item. Did I mention to you that she was really hot? Well, she was. And kind of nympho too, not that I’m complaining. We did it like bunnies, every chance we got. I’m sorry if this is shocking to you Ms. Knewsome, but we’re seniors. Practically adults you know! And also, she was on the pill and all, so no big deal.

Anyway…Brooke was really hot. Not that Kate wasn’t of course. The only problem with Brooke, is that she was a little possessive, I think. She hated when I went out alone with my buddies. She couldn’t understand why I would want to hang out with my friends instead of spending time with her. I guess she thought I would go out with them to get chicks or something. Well…I guess she had some reason to be jealous, because it was in one of those outings afterall, that I met Lilly. Lilly was…WOW, I mean WOW! She was 20, and worked as a waitress at Hooters! I know I’m sort of a hunk and all, but still, it was kind of an acomplishment for me, a high-school boy, to be able to score with an older chick of her magnitude! And boy did we score!!! The cool thing about dating older women, is that they have their own place. I started hanging out there a lot!

When I started seeing Lilly, I should’ve done what I did to Kate, and broken up with Brooke, but I could never find the right time or courage to do so, so I just took the cowards way out, and stopped calling and answering her calls. She eventually found out about Lilly and confronted me. Things ended badly between us, to say the least. I felt bad her hurting Brooke, because I really liked her. But in one way, I was relieved for not having to lie anymore. Plus, I figured, that dating this older woman, it wouldn’t be much of a problem scoring with chicks in school and all. Not much chance of either one finding out, right? Or so I thought. As you might predict, she found out and we broke up. But that’s another matter…

Anyway…I was single again, and everything was all going on great until last week, when the changes started. Which leads me to my current predicament…sigh!

Like all guys, I’m not in my best physical condition. I used to be 5’10" and weighted a good 165lbs, now I’m a 5’2" runt and barely weight 100lbs!!! But that’s not why I’m writing to you. Sure, it’s kind of demeaning how girls keep calling me cute and keep picking me up and grabbing my butt, but on the other hand, they do look great! All those giant bazongas defying gravity at eye level, is something I could get used to. And the muscles! Maybe it’s weird for me to say this, but I’m starting to find them really appealing!

But no. My problem is way more serious then that! The world is coming down on me. I swear it’s a cosmic conspiracy against my person! As soon as I find myself at my miniature stature, all of a sudden, due to some weird coincidence, I start bumping in to ALL MY EX-GIRLFRIENDS!!! Correction, ALL MY HULKING GIANT EX-GIRLFRIENDS!!! Ms. Knewsome, you how awkward it is to meet an ex-girlfriend you dumped. But you have no idea what it is like, when the person in question suddenly gained 100 pounds of bone-crunching muscle!!! The first one was Brooke. I was in a record shop, in the mall we use to hang out, when suddenly I hear a strangely familiar voice behind me.

"HEY, ALEX"

I instinctively turn around to find myself facing an overwhelmingly glorious bosom. It was Brooke. The King Kong version. She was wearing a pink top, and white shorts which didn’t leave much of her body to imagination. And what a body it was! Her body was a symphony of boobs, curves and melon sized muscles. My heart started beating furiously, in a mixture of excitement and fear (with just a little bit of panic). I tried maintaining my cool.

"B-B-B-Bro-Brooke? H-H-Hi!"

Like when dealing with men-eating predators, you must NEVER SHOW FEAR! They will sense it! And then will kill you and eat you! Well, by the way she was smiling at me, it was pretty clear she sensed my fear (even through all my inherent cool ness, go figure!). I had to think fast. Things didn’t end well between us, but I knew she still had a thing for me. So I decided disarm her.

"Brooke! My god! You look so beautiful!"

I think it worked, because she blushed, and her smile lost some of the predatory quality to it. But then her expression darkened.

"I do, don’t I? You on the other hand, look pretty puny." she said, taking a step closer and looking down at me with her huge arms crossed.

‘ouch!’, I thought. But then I realized, that all I had to do was to endure some humiliation and let her vent, and it would soon be over. I would then walk out unscathed.

Trying to avoid looking at her amazing breasts, but not being very successful, I said "yeah, I guess…"

"Look at you! I can’t believe how small you look! What’s a matter little man, are my boobs distracting you? They’re marvellous aren’t they". And with that, she struck her chest even closer to me. Almost touching my face.

"It’s too bad you’ll never know what it’s like touching them again, like you used to. And trust me, they’re soooo much bigger now…"

"I know you want to feel them again. The problem is, I don’t want you to. And unless you want to deal with these babies here…" she said, flexing one of her biceps right in front of my face. The thing was huge! Nearly the size of my head ! "…you’ll keep your hands to yourself".

I don’t know WHY I did what I did then. Maybe it was an ego thing, or just my little head doing the thinking (like it’s used to), but at that moment, I decided I wouldn’t take her teasing anymore. I would win her back! I’m not the smartest bub, as you’ll clearly come to the conclusion after reading this email, but when it comes to picking up chicks, I’m Einstein! So my brain entered into chick-picking mode, making my neurons (all 12 of them) work furiously to determine the best way to approach this. All this, in a split second!

"Brooke, you have every right to be mad at me. I don’t deserve to be with you after the way I hurt you." I said, in a soft low voice. "Not a day goes by, that I don’t think about the mistake I made. I don’t think I’ll ever feel connected to a person, the way we were connected. I blew it, I know…and I’m the only one to blame. No words can express how truly sorry I am. You’re a great person Brooke, and I hope you find a guy who deserves someone like you."

From her look, I sensed her resistance was melting. I had to make one final move.

"anyway…I’m sorry." I said, giving her the saddest John-Belushi-puppy-eyes look I could find, before turning my back to her and walking towards the store exit. It was now or never. Either she bought it, or she didn’t. ’10 mississippi, 9 mississippi, 8 mississippi, 7 mississippi, 6 mississippi…’. Suddenly I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"wait…Alex" she said, with a conflicted expression on her face.

"look…I’m not saying I forgive you, yet. But maybe we could meet later…to talk. Only talk! And maybe…I say MAYBE, we might discuss if we have a future together. My parents will be out of town tomorrow, so you can come over to my house…say…around 18:00 tomorrow night, ok?"

I nodded my head, feigning somewhat a look of surprise , but thinking to myself ‘Dude! I’m soooo going to get laid tomorrow!!!’

"oh…and Alex…" she suddenly pinned both my arms against my body, with fingers digging painfully and proceeded to lift me, until I was 1 feet off the floor, and right in her face "don’t disappoint me again." she said solemnly, she then lowered me to the floor, and crossed her arms flexing her muscles, to make sure I understood the message. And with that warning, she walked out of the store, leaving me gulping with a strange sensation of having just committed a mistake of biblical proportions!

[alex]

I spent the next few hours in daze. I wasn’t worried anymore. The only thing that kept running through my mind, was the fact that by tomorrow night, I would be touching those boobs and banging Brooke’s new ultra-megabody.

I decided to clear my mind by going to the beach. Normally, I would go surfing. But I wasn’t confident in this new body of mine to do that without making an ass out of myself. So I decided to just to lay down on the sand and catch some tan while watching the surreal environment around me. There’s no better place to see how weird everything’s become, then the beach. It’s like a twisted, upside-down version of muscle beach. Anyway, I was lying down in the sun with my eyes closed, when I suddenly hear this somewhat familiar laugh. Looking around, I could see a group of girls decided to take residence near the place I was. It was then I realized the source of the laughter I heard and why it was so familiar. It was Kate!

Now, as I told you, Kate was already tall and athletic even before the changes. She played soccer and had this incredibly long and toned legs that used to drive me crazy! Well, that was before the changes. Now, looking at her wearing a bikini small enough to have been hers before the change, it’s impossible to describe coherently how incredible she looks! And her gams! Wow! I think each one must weight as much as I do now!

Remembering how upset she became when I broke up with her, and remembering the withering looks she gave me whenever we bumped into each other while I was dating Brooke, made me suddenly wish I had powers of invisibility. While trying not to draw attention to myself, I discreetly turned around to lie on my stomach facing the other way. All I had to do was remain quiet until the girls decided to leave, then I would be free.

Since I was staying down-wind to them, I occassionally picked-up some of the things they were saying. Words like "cute","wimp","date","romantic","tush", and a few others pretty much told me they were talking about boys. Hehe. Girls will be girls…

My plan seemed to be working OK, but as time passed, I sensed there was serious flaw in it. It was the sun. It was really hot! I had been lying down for too long already and I needed to cool my head. I just HAD to take a dip in the ocean!

So as discreetly as I could, I got up, facing the other way, and made my way into the water. There’s nothing as refreshing as a good dive in the ocean. Specially after coming out of the hot scalding sun! The water was cool, and there weren’t many people around. Just an older couple and this nice looking girl, who looked somewhat familiar. I didn’t give them any attention and just kept floating around and occassionaly catching some waves.

In the back of my mind, something kept bugging me though. I felt this weird sensation. Then I realized…’THE GIRL!!!’ I knew her! Her name was Angela, and she was friends with Kate! ‘My god!’ I thought. ‘What if she recognized me and told Kate I was here?!’. If only I had thought of that a minute earlier. If only… because I suddenly felt this big presence behind me. I almost wished that it was a great-white shark. I think the death would be quicker and less painful. Anyway..as you may predict, the presence was not a shark , but an enormous, muscular blonde goddess in the form of my ex-girlfriend, Kate.

"Look at the little fish I caught!" she said seductively, with hint of a smirk in a overall hardened expression. What’s with the girls nowadays with their canary-eating smiles?! I would really like to know!

"K-K-Kate? H-H-Hi!"

Ok, again, not my best moment. But damn she was tall! I had to stand straight to keep my head above water, while it barely came up to her sternum. I estimated her being at least 6’7"!

She moved closer to me, and continued to speak in a frighteningly soft and seductive manner "Hello little Alex. You have no idea how glad I am to have found you here. It’s been a long time, why don’t you give me little hug?" I instinctively began to back away slowly, but before I could get away, Kate’s two large hands grabbed me by the arms and pulled me into a crushing embrace.

"K-K-Kate.."

"You know why I’m so happy to have found you here? It’s because you saved me the trouble of coming after you." she said, tightening her embrace even more.

"Arrrgh…Kate.."

Finally she eased up a little. At least enough for me to get my breath again.

"But don’t worry little fish. I didn’t plan on beating you up or anything. God knows what would happen to you if I decided to do that." she snickered, "No…that’s not why I wanted to see you…"

"Kate, I…" before I could say more, she gave me another one of those little python-like crushes, this time lifting me up until my face was close to hers.

"SHhhhh…" she said softly in my ear, "Don’t speak little fish. For the meantime, I’m going to do all the talking. All you have to do is listen quietly, and do everything I tell you to. Understand?"

She tightened her embrace even more. Not only I was having problem breathing, but I was expecting to hear a cracking or popping sound anytime soon.

"UNDERSTAND?"

"Yeearrhh…Kate! Ple..eease ease up…rrrgh"

She loosened up, enough for me to take in a large gulp of a much needed air. I imagine that anyone watching us, would assume we were just another loving couple.

"Good. Now listen closely, my tiny little Alex. I’ve been thinking about you a lot, ever since I got this great new bod of mine. At first, I though of ways I could hurt and humiliate you. Just as you did to me, when you decided to run off with little tramp. But soon, I came to one realization: I had POWER! Power enough to pursue who or whatever I wanted! I’m not that sweet and insecure girl anymore, Alex. I had come to a decision these last few days, and you being here have just facilitated things. I know what a dog you are Alex, you can be sure of that. But I also know the real you inside that macho facade you carry. Or at least used to…" she snickered "I felt the connection when we were dating, don’t deny that! And that connection scared you, like the frightened little boy you are."

‘oh boy…I don’t think I like where this is going!’ I thought. My face must have showed her my aprehension. Smiling evilly, she continued

"I know what you’re thinking, and the answer is yes, Alex. I decided that we are going to be a couple again. But not the way you’re thinking. I’m NOT going to FORCE you to date me through threat of being beaten. No. What fun would that be? Nope. You’ll want to be with me out of your own will."

I thought to myself, ‘Haha! The girl is nuts! No chance in hell! Get off your high horse lady!’

"You see…this is the way it’s going to be. You’re going to hang around with me today, and by the end of the afternoon, you’re going to give me one answer, and one answer only. It will either be YES or NO. By saying YES, you will be giving yourself to me willingly. No turning back. And if you answer NO, I’ll let you go without harm, and I promise I’ll leave you alone for the rest of your life."

I really wasn’t liking the sound of this. Her look of confidence sent chills down my spine. Like she knew something I didn’t. There was NO WAY I would say YES to her! Sure she was hot, but I’m not stupid you know! Who the hell did she think she was after all?! I decided to entertain her and was about to answer her when she interrupted me again.

"…but there is one catch."

‘oh boy’

"For the rest of the afternoon, until you give me an answer, you will do everything I tell you to. I mean EVERYTHING! If you disobey me, I’ll hurt you."

Just to prove her point, she gave one of those anaconda impression of hers. This time, putting my legs, which were floating in the water, between her gigantic thighs, and began squeezing me with

her entire body, until I thought I would implode. Luckily, it didn’t last too long. But still, more then long enough to give me a picture of how bad it could be to get on her bad side.

"You don’t have a choice Alex. At least not until you get chance to answer the question. Until then, think of yourself as my faithful servant, pet, slave or whatever. This way, at least, I’ll get the chance to payback some of the pain and humiliation you caused me, in case you decide the answer is NO. Not that it’s going to happen…"

‘Damn that confidence!’

"…so just do what you’re told, because even though it may seem so, I really don’t enjoy hurting you, little man. Do we have an understanding?"

At this point, I was both scared of disobeying her, as well as curious as to what the hell she was planning to do, so I just answered "OK, Kate. But only until afternoon. And I garantee you my answer will be a solid NO."

Ok, maybe in reality I didn’t answer with that kind of firmness…but….well, you got the message.

She gave me that default girl smirk I was already getting used to "We will see, Alex [tehehe]. Now let’s get going. I’m taking you home, pet".

She carried me until we were out of the water, then lowered me to the ground and proceeded to walk back to where her friends were staying, all the while holding one of my hands with an iron grip.

She introduced me to her friends. They were all girls. Some of which I knew already (although they seemed much smaller then) and some which I never met. They all seemed to find the situation hilarious, and seemed determined in making snide remarks about me. Stupid things, like "Kate, shouldn’t you throw the little ones back in the water?" and other stupid demeaning comments. Jeez! Girls are sooo NOT funny! The bad thing, was that whenever I would start to make a comeback, Kate would squeeze my hands "just a little bit". I soon got the message, and kept my mouth shut, conformed that I would have to endure this session humiliation and bad sense of humor. But fortunate for me, we didn’t stay long, and as soon as Kate let me get my stuff, we walked all the way over to her place.

Ever since the change happened, every once in a while something would happen to remind me of just how much things have changed. Walking hand in hand with Kate was one of them. Strolling around the beach was something we used to do a lot, since she lived close to the shore. But now, everything seemed different! The size of her hands, her overall massive stature, her muscles…She completely dwarfed me! It was hard to relate this walk to the ones of the past. It’s like we were different people. We both kept silent as she "dragged" me to her house. Only once in a while, I would take a quick glance at her, only to see the annoying confident smirk. ‘She is soooo going to loose that stupid smile once I say NO.’ I thought.

We soon arrived at her house, which was more like a mansion. You see, her family was loaded, but her parents were almost never around, always on a trip somewhere. I felt bad for Kate. She grew up as a very lonely child. So while entering her little palace, I felt little hope of being saved by her parents’ presence.

She took me through the familiar gallery of luxurious rooms and halls, until we arrived at the playroom. Only it was totally different. Where it used to be a ping-pong table, fuss-ball and other a few other games, now stood a full state-of-the-art gym!

"Wow! Nice setup!" I said, honestly impressed.

She smiled proudly "I know. Mom bought last week! And as you can see by the weights, it’s fully conforming to the new female standards."

I didn’t know what she was talking about, but I had a good idea. Women nowadays could probably out lift most equipment in today’s gyms.

"So you brought me here, so I can see you work out? What’s the deal? You want to intimidate me with your strength or something? You should know that I’m intimidated enough as it is. So unless you plan on torturing me, I don’t see how that will make me give myself to you or whatever it is you want."

She smiled and approached her with huge form until it was looming over me, then gently caressed my face "strong words, for someone so conflicted and insecure." she said, quickly directing her look at my groin.

‘Damn! You traitor!’ I thought, looking down at the culprit. But then, I couldn’t really blame the little guy could I? She was just so…WOW!

Laughing slightly over my expression, she turned back and walked over to the first equipment.

It was the first time I ever saw a "new-woman" work out. Not to mention one as muscular as Kate. I would like to describe in details what I felt watching her workout with all those impossible weights, and flexing her muscles into inhuman proportions…but I can’t. My mind seemed to go into alpha.

She would make me stand close to her while she did her routines. Sometimes close enough to feel the heat from her muscles and her sweet smell as she flexed them right in front of my eyes. I felt both aroused and embarrassed, but she told me to stay put or she would throw across her legs and give me a good spanking. By that time, I had no doubt she would do it. So I just endured, feeling very, very small…except down there, which was painfully big.

Of course, she noticed my state.

"don’t feel embarrassed Alex. It’s ok to be turned on by my muscles. It’s the new order of things. We’ve changed, more then just physically. Somehow the force that changed us, changed the way we think and feel, probably so that humankind could adapt to it’s new situation. And that’s why guys are finding muscles in girls more and more attractive…" with that, she flexed her huge arm until it was touching the tip of my nose. "you see what I mean? Go ahead. Give it a little kiss…I know you want to." oh boy , did I want to! I was trying to fight the urge to kiss it, but eventually I did just that, and gave a little smooch on her grapefruit sized biceps. "…see? I told you" she said smirking at my helpless expression and the very noticeable tent in my shorts.

"But don’t worry. The same happened to us girls. Now we are starting to find smaller and delicate boys like you irresistable." with that, proceeded to caress my body with her fingers, concentrating on the areas she knew I was ticklish. Damn her!

"Hhaha—sto-stop Kate!" I squirmed, trying to control my laughter, but failing miserably. She then stopped, but not before giving a little pinch in my butt.

By the time she finished her workout , I had a near-crippling case of blue balls. It took me an incredible amount of mental discipline to avoid having an accident. She then left the room for a minute, only to return carrying some sort of bottle.

"I always like to flex in front of the mirror after a good workout, if only to check the results, but it’s so much more impressive when I’m oiled up…" she extended the bottle to me. It had a nice coconut smell. "would you mind rubbing it all over my body?" she asked, with mok innocence.

My hands were trembling at the thought of rubbing that oil over every part of her glorious muscular body. Just as I took the bottle, she said

"Wait! I forgot! I always flex naked…" and with that, she removed both parts of her bikini, revealing her phenomenal set of juggs and a very trimmed…you know what. "oh, and by the way, that oil is fully eatable, and I heard it’s delicious too, so maybe afterwards, if you’re a good boy, I’ll let you taste it. All of it." she said seductively.

My heart was beating furiously! And the saliva was beginning to acumulate when she said "but first, you have to answer that question we discussed earlier…"

It was 3 hours later when I left for home, after declaring my self "property" of one Miss Kate Thompson.

She didn’t really refer to me as property or anything. But hearing all our "collective" plans for college, my career at her fathers company and so on, I pretty much felt that way. I would’ve complained, but I couldn’t quite manage it, since most of the talking was done while I had my head being gently squeezed by her gargantuan oily thighs.

I finally arrived home. Ahh…safe haven. I wondered how safe? Maybe I should ask my parents to install a moat. Anyway, after arriving exausted at home, I was about to go directly to my room, when MegaMom (how I affectionately nicknamed her after the changes) called.

"Alex dear, that ex of yours Lilly was here, and she left a note for you in your room. Don’t be too long cause dinner will be out in 30 minutes.".

I found the letter on top of my bed, and read it. Here was what it said:

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Dear Alex,

I was very mad at you for a while, but now, after the changes, I began to feel differently about a lot of things. I began to re-evaluate our relationship, and did some real soul searching.

I understand now you were scared. Scared of commitment. Scared of opening yourself to me. It was only a matter of time, before you bolted. But now, our roles and relationships have been redefined, and you don’t have to pretend to be strong anymore. I feel confident and strong enough (you have no idea how much) for both of us, and I know that you really need me to guide and protect you. I know this seems too much all of a sudden, but eventually you’ll see I’m right.

I’ll be in touch.

love,

Lilly

X X X

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Do you now see my problem Ms Knewsome? I don’t know what to do! I’m embarrassed of asking my parents for help. I’m sure my mom would tan my hide if she knew about half of it. I thought about joining the Navy, but I heard recruitments for all armed forces were suspended, due to the changes. So I’m thinking of maybe going backpacking to somewhere really far, like Alaska, or Hawaii! What should I do Ms Knewsome? Any suggestions?

[Mark Newman]

Dear Alex:

Well, you certainly have gotten yourself into a mess, haven’t you!

Men have been promising themselves to too many women for the whole of human history, I would guess. And, to be honestwe women have done the same. It USED to be that women would have to be very careful and clever about it, as we risked both societal disapproval and a severe beating if we were caught. In many places, societal disapproval has melted away. And now the changes have also limited the risk of beatings — for us! You of course, face the opposite problem.

I suppose I could sit back here, arms crossed in front of my own quite muscular chest, laugh, and say, "Alex, you’ve just got what you deserve!" It’s so typical of a man to blame others for his problem. You say, "Oh, Marilyn, my ex-girlfriends are just too pretty and too strong for my little mind to resist." You even blame the Changes for messing with your libido. (There is nothing, by the way, that science has found to substantiate Kate’s statement that the Changes have changed the way males and females think and feel. The Changes are purely physical. But somehow, when attractive girls get muscles, boys find muscles attractive. Is that really a mystery? After all, when there are no girls around, boys may even find boys attractive. But I digress.)

But I won’t say that. Why? First, I’m a therapist and I have to take a professional attitude about these things. Second, I can see why you do so well with the girls. Reading your story, I myself want to help you. It’s a talent you have, and you’re lucky to have it. So, for ten seconds, be grateful and feel privileged, then go back to the selfish dog boy you are that we girls find so appealing, even while we want to tear you into little pieces (before we put you back together again with hugs and kisses).

So, what should you do? Well, I will assume for the moment that like most men in your position, you don’t really care which of these three girls you end up with. You’ll go with the one who is closest and feeds your vanity and your sex drive most. (And then, someday, you’ll betray her with someone new, right? But I digress. Perhaps by then you’ll have learned some of the tricks that women have used for ages and you won’t get caught!)

Now, where was I?

Oh yes. Now if you are as smart as we women used to be, you will decide which of these girls can protect you best from the others. And then you’ll cling to her as tightly as you can. You’ll explain your predicament. You’ll tell her how the other girls threatened you and beat you. You’ll promise unending devotion. You’ll do little things for her that please and flatter her. You’ll listen to every word she says and make her think she’s the most interesting thing in the whole universe. And you’ll do that every day and every night.

Got it?

I don’t know which of these three girls you’ll pick. You may even pick MegaMom — she’ll protect you as well as the others. But pick one for now.

There are other choices. Boys can stay independent, even now. But not if they’ve played with as much fire as you have.

Marilyn

PS. To be deleted before sending.

And Alex, if you even turn up at my apartment … we’ll see how much you’ve learned. Slap, slap. Marilyn! You didn’t really say that, did you?!

[Mark Newman]

Oops. I forgot to delete the PS. Please ignore it.

Marilyn

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