Stud Juice

By Morpheus

 

Nick held up the glass of dark red liquid and smiled in

satisfaction. It had taken him a lot of time, a lot of effort, and a

lot of money, but he'd finally done it. After several years, he'd

finally found something that made it all worth it.

 

Nick had spent the last several years playing around with

alchemy, mostly as a hobby at first. But then he'd had the good

fortune of stumbling across a real alchemical formula, one that he

notes swore actually worked. It had immediately caught his attention

and he'd spent a lot of time trying to get it to work and trying to

get all the rare ingredients. Some of them were exceptionally rare

and therefore extremely expensive. In fact, one of them was so hard

to find that Nick actually had to go in on this with his two closest

friends, but it would soon all be worth it.

 

"Carrie's gonna shit her pants," Nick smirked as he thought

of his wife. She was always nagging him about wasting time and money

on his alchemy, but he was going to show her. "She'll regret ever

doubting me..."

 

Here in Nick's hand was the culmination of his work, the

completed potion. The notes he'd found described it as an elixir for

health, vitality, and strength, but after reading some of what it

could do, Nick preferred to think of it as stud juice. Because after

he was done drinking it, he'd definitely become a stud.

 

"Not a whole lot here," Nick mused as he looked at the glass

of stud juice, knowing that this was quite deceptive. There might

only be enough for one small glass, but there were actually three

full doses of the potion. "Enough for all three of us."

 

Nick smiled as he thought of his partners, his two best

friends Brad and Jeff. The final ingredient for the stud juice had

been nearly impossible to find, the dried berries of a plant that was

supposed to be extinct. Fortunately, Nick found someone who

possessed a few berries and who would be willing to sell them to him

for only fifty thousand dollars. Of course, that was much more than

Nick could afford on his own, but with his two friends adding their

money as well he was able to buy the berries and complete the stud

juice.

 

After a minute, Nick set the glass down on the table and

reached for the phone. It was time to call Brad and Jeff over so

they could drink to their health and reap the benefits of all his

hard work. He could barely wait to see the look on Carrie's face

when she saw his 'nonsense' worked.

 

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"Damn him," Carrie scowled as she looked at her bank

statement, cursing her husband Nick and wondering what he was up to

now.

 

Carrie shook her head in frustration, wishing that for just

once she could get ahead. She spent the entire day working her butt

off so they could pay the bills while her husband hadn't worked in

several months. It would have been one thing if he'd just been

unable to find a new job, but he hadn't even really been looking.

She was tired of being the sole earner in the household and having to

support him.

 

"I'm the woman," she grumbled to herself, "If anyone should

be staying at home, it's me..."

 

Of course, Carrie didn't really want to be a stay at home

wife...she just didn't want her husband being such a deadbeat. Just

for once she wished he'd help her out. But instead of looking for a

job, Nick spent all his time on that weird alchemy stuff. It

wouldn't be so bad if it was just a hobby, but he preferred to do

that instead of the things that needed to be done, like pay the bills.

 

"What's he up to this time?" Carrie demanded as she looked

over her bank statement again.

More than fifteen thousand dollars had been taken out of their bank

account without any explanation. It was their entire savings, not

even leaving enough for Carrie to pay all their bills that month.

She couldn't imagine what Nick was spending her hard earned money on

this time. She was afraid though that she'd get home and find an

expensive new entertainment system. That would be just like Nick.

 

"Damn him," Carrie cursed Nick again. If it wasn't for the

fact that she still loved him, she would have divorced him already.

As it was, she was beginning to think about it more and more

recently. And it wasn't like she was too old and unattractive to get

another man if she really wanted to.

 

With that, Carrie paused to look down at herself, thinking

that she looked pretty good. She was only 26, had perky B cup breast

and a fairly nice figure. Sure, her shoulder length brown hair was

somewhat plain, but she thought that she was still quite pretty. And

Nick, in spite of his flaws thought so as well.

 

"It's lucky for him I still love him," Carrie muttered as she

made her way home. "But we're still going to have to talk about this

fifteen thousand dollars..."

 

When Carrie arrived home, she looked around in annoyance,

then noticed a glass of dark red liquid sitting on the table by the

door. Her mood eased a little as she realized Nick must have poured

her a glass of wine to have waiting when she got home.

 

"He's just trying to soften me up for the money talk,"

Carrie muttered to herself.

 

With that, Carrie picked up the glass of wine. Normally she

preferred to sip her wine, but she was in a bad enough mood that she

just gulped down the entire glass. It all burned going down, more

like whisky than wine. And the taste...

 

"Nasty," Carrie winced in disgust.

 

Just then, Nick stepped into the room holding three shot

glasses. He took one look at her and gasped, "I wasn't expecting you

home yet..."

 

"This wine is foul," Carrie exclaimed, glaring at Nick and

wondering if this was his idea of a joke. "It's turned to vinegar..."

 

"Oh shit," Nick gasped, staring at the empty glass with a

look of horror on his face. "That wasn't wine..."

 

"WHAT?" Carrie demanded.

 

"You weren't supposed to drink that," Nick exclaimed, "That

was for me and the guys..."

 

"What the hell was that then?" Carrie glared at him, sure

that it wasn't poison if Nick had intended it for himself.

 

"That's the stud juice...the health potion I've been working

on," Nick told her, unable to take his eyes off the empty glass. "I

finished it this morning..." Then he stared at her, gulping as he

realized that she had just drank three full doses, more than fifty

thousand dollars worth of potion.

 

"This stuff?" Carrie demanded angrily. "And tell me, what

did you do with that money you took from our account? We need it for

the bills..."

 

"I bought stuff for the potion," Nick tried to explain. "But

you..."

 

"YOU BLEW OUR MONEY ON THIS?" Carrie screamed, throwing the

glass to the floor at his feet where it shattered. She glared at him

furiously before turning and storming to the bedroom, slamming the

door behind her and shouting, "YOU'RE SLEEPING ON THE COUCH TONIGHT!"

 

"But... But...," Nick stammered, "You drank it all..." When

Carrie didn't answer, he winced, "The guys are gonna be pissed..."

He didn't know how he'd explain this to them. Then again, he wasn't

even sure how three full doses would effect Carrie. He winced, "This

isn't good..."

 

 

When Carrie woke up in the morning, she was surprised at just

how awake and energetic she felt. She normally didn't feel this

alert until after her first cup of coffee. However, she wasn't one

to look a gift horse in the mouth and hurried to take her morning

shower before work.

 

"Strange," Carrie frowned slightly, thinking that everything

felt a little off. She couldn't quite place what it was though other

than that she felt...different. It wasn't a bad different though.

Far from it. She felt extremely good. "I must have slept a lot

better than normal without Nick in the bed with me."

 

Carrie shook her head, thinking about how Nick had been

blabbering a bunch of nonsense about his potion through the door at

her the night before. She hadn't paid him any attention though and

had done her best to ignore him. She hadn't even left the room for

dinner, choosing instead to break into her secret chocolate stash

rather than facing Nick.

 

"I want to strangle him," Carrie grimaced, hardly able to

believe that he'd waste fifteen thousand dollars on some silly magic

potion. "This alchemy thing has just gone too far..." After a

moment, she decided that it was time for the ultimatum. Nick was

going to have to choose between the alchemy or her. "I can't deal

with this anymore..."

 

Carrie climbed into the shower and began washing her body,

still fuming about Nick and what he'd done. But after a minute, she

paused, finally noticing what was different with her body. She

stared down at her breasts, startled to realize that they looked

bigger and fuller. And more than that, when she looked over the rest

of her body, she seemed much more firm and athletic looking than

normal.

 

"Impossible, " Carrie exclaimed, sure that it was her mind

playing tricks on her. After all of Nick's going on about how his

potion was supposed to make him much healthier and more fit, it was

only natural that she'd start imagining it.

 

Carrie continued to think about how silly it was for her to

imagine these things as she finished her shower and began getting

dressed. However, it didn't take her long to find her imagination

getting even stronger and more realistic. Her bra no longer fit,

being far too tight. And when she tried putting on her pants, she

found that they didn't fit right either. They were tight in the

waist and seemed a little high in the angle. She even had to wear

her sandals because her shoes pinched a bit.

 

"Impossible, " Carrie said again, this time not so certain.

Her clothes no longer fit right so this obviously wasn't just her

imagination. She gulped, "Maybe his potion really does work..."

 

After several minutes of consideration and feeling

uncomfortable in her own clothes, Carrie decided that maybe it was

time to talk to Nick about this. She scowled, hating the idea of

admitting that he might be right about the potion but knowing that

she didn't have much other choice. She couldn't very well deny the

changes in her own body.

 

"Okay," Carrie shook Nick awake on the couch, "Tell me about

this potion of yours."

 

"What?" Nick blinked in surprise as he woke up.

 

"Get up," Carrie snapped in annoyance. "I think your weird

health potion might be working..."

 

"The stud juice?" Nick gasped, suddenly wide awake. He

jumped to his feet and stared at Carrie with a strange expression.

 

"I think my breasts are bigger," she told him.

 

"Great," Nick grinned, then he scowled, "Damn... I was

supposed to get the stud juice, not you.."

 

"Stud juice?" Carrie asked.

 

"Um...yeah," Nick blushed. "It's supposed to make someone

taller, stronger, healthier, and give them more vitality. I figured

it would make me a stud, so I started calling it stud juice."

 

"Great," Carrie rolled her eyes, "Well it's definitely

working. I feel a lot more energetic than normal and I feel great..."

 

"You look great too," Nick added, staring at her breasts.

Then he looked her in the eyes and frowned slightly. "I think you're

taller too..."

 

"Taller?" Carrie blinked in surprise. She looked down at her

pant legs which were riding a bit high. "Where's the measuring tape?"

 

Once Carrie marked her height against the wall and measured

it, she was surprised to find that she was more than two inches

taller than normal. She gasped in surprise, then began to grin.

 

"I always wanted to be a little taller," Carrie told Nick

then went to the bathroom. Carrie admired her reflection in the

mirror, trying to notice any other changes. She was taller, bustier

and noticeably more fit than before. She looked great and felt even

better. "Maybe you should call it babe juice instead," she grinned.

 

"Um...yeah," Nick responded, staring at Carrie with an

envious look as he thought about the fact that she was getting the

benefits of all his hard work while he was left with nothing.

 

Carrie noticed his expression and scowled, "You said you had

some for Brad and Jeff too..."

 

"Yeah," Nick agreed with a scowl.

 

Carrie stared at him, her eyes narrowing slightly. "You said

that there was only enough for three people... You mean you didn't

plan on sharing any of this with me?"

 

"No," Nick stammered in surprise, "I mean..." Then he turned

defensive, almost accusing, "You didn't believe it would work anyway."

 

"What?" Carrie grimaced, glaring at her husband. "You mean

that you get something like this and you don't even plan on sharing

it with me? You'd share it with your friends, but not with your own

wife?"

 

Carrie clenched her fists, becoming angry at Nick again.

First he emptied their bank account out without even telling her, the

he doesn't even intend to share this health potion. The only reason

she was getting any of the benefits was because she drank it by

accident. She suddenly realized that he would have just kept it to

himself and rubbed it in her face that it worked afterwards. She

couldn't believe how selfish he was.

 

"You're a real selfish bastard," Carrie snapped at him before

turning and storming away, "I'm going to work."

 

When Carrie arrived at work, she found that her mood didn't

improve much. Not only did her ill fitting clothes remain

uncomfortable, but she kept thinking about Nick and his behavior,

becoming convinced that if it kept up their marriage would be over

before long. She didn't want to think about it since she still loved

Nick, but he was just too much to handle at times.

 

Carrie had calmed down some after several hours and was busy

talking to Jessica, one of her coworkers when she abruptly realized

that she was looking the other woman straight in the eyes without

having to look up. Jessica had always been several inches taller

than Carrie, but now they were the same height. Carrie smiled

faintly at that, enjoying that as well as the extra attention her

male coworkers had been paying her.

 

"There are definitely some nice benefits to Nick's stud

juice," Carrie smirked, feeling pleased to have taken it away from

him that way, even if it had only been an accident. After all, he

deserved it since it had been her money and he hadn't even planned on

sharing with her.

 

During lunch, Carrie decided that she'd finally had enough of

her tight clothes and rushed to the store to buy a new bra and a few

more items. She knew her coworkers might say something about her

sudden change of clothes but decided that she really didn't care.

 

Carrie didn't spend much time shopping as she only had an

hour for lunch and she was feeling famished. She finished the

shopping in record time then went to the nearest restaurant to eat.

Normally Carrie would have just ordered a chicken salad or something

small, but this time she ordered a full meal that would normally have

served fine for dinner. To her surprise, she ate every bit of it and

still had room for a small dessert.

 

"It I keep eating like this," Carrie told herself in disgust

when she was done, "I'm gonna need even larger clothes..."

 

Upon returning to work, Jessica looked Carrie over and

mused, "I noticed you changed your clothes..."

 

"I spilled coffee on myself during lunch," Carrie quickly

explained.

 

"You still have the tag on," Jessica smirked, pointing to the

tag on Carrie's new shirt.

 

"Thanks," Carrie blushed, quickly reaching back and taking

off the tag.

 

Then as Carrie looked at Jessica again, she was startled to

notice that she had to look down just slightly to meet her eyes. She

gasped at the realization that she had grown taller, that she was now

just a little taller than Jessica. Jessica was staring, at her as

well but with a confused frown as though she couldn't quite figure

out what was different.

 

"I'd better finish the report up," Carrie said to change the

subject and get away from Jessica.

Carrie sat back down at her desk and frowned slightly, wondering if

the strange potion was still changing her. When she'd woken up, she

thought it was all done and over with. Now she wasn't quite certain

any more. She was sure that she'd still been a little shorter than

Jessica when she'd first come in that morning, and now she was

definitely taller, though not by much.

 

"Nick said there were three doses in that glass," Carrie

gulped, "Enough for three people... Enough for three grown men..."

 

Carrie shuddered slightly as she wondered what that much of

the potion would do to her. But after thinking about it for a few

minutes, she decided that it couldn't be a bad thing. After all, it

was a health and vitality formula and you could never have too much

of those. Besides, she felt incredible and absolutely loved what it

was doing to her body. The more she thought about it the more she

was looking forward to seeing how much more improved she'd become.

 

"And Nick didn't want to share this," Carrie grinned,

stretching out and loving how good it felt.

 

When Carrie got home that night, she was annoyed to find Nick

just sitting back and going over his notes on his so called stud

juice. She scowled at the sight, "Didn't you bother looking for a

job today?"

 

"This is more important," Nick told her with a scowl.

 

Carrie rolled her eyes, "I'm sick and tired of paying all the

bills by myself. And you went and spent all our savings without even

telling me..."

 

"It was for my potion," Nick snapped back. "Besides, Brad

and Jeff put money in it too and they're pissed at the way you stole

their shares..."

 

"STOLE?" Carrie nearly screamed at Nick. "You left it out

for me to accidentally drink. What if it had been poison? You could

have killed me..."

 

Carrie grimaced and stormed into her room again, slamming the

door behind her. She shook her head, knowing that things couldn't

keep going on like this. Sure Nick's potion might actually have

worked, but that didn't change the fact he'd used up their savings

and that she'd probably have to work overtime to pay that months

bills.

 

Carrie couldn't stay angry though, especially when her

appetite got the better of her. She finally came out to find

something for dinner, surprised that she was hungry again after that

lunch she'd eaten. Nick just quietly watched her preparing dinner,

staying out of her way but giving her looks of both attraction and

envy.

 

"I don't know why I'm so hungry," Carrie said self-

consciously as she put a double portion of food on her plate.

 

"It's the potion," Nick explained, trying carefully not to

get Carrie upset again. "The notes said that when it increases your

vitality...it also increases your appetite and libido." He blushed

as he looked away, making Carrie realize why he'd been calling it

stud juice.

 

"Just great," Carrie rolled her eyes, but thought it was a

small price to pay for those great improvements. Of course, she

wasn't going to tell that to Nick since she rather liked him

tiptoeing around and trying not to upset her.

 

The rest of the night went fairly well, especially as Nick

was trying to get on her good side again. She enjoyed the attention

but wasn't ready to completely forgive him just yet. Of course, the

great improvements in her body and the way she felt were certainly

helping.

 

When it came time for bed, Carrie decided to measure her

height again. She marked her height on the wall where she had that

morning and saw that it was several inches above the previous mark.

And when she used the tape measure, she saw that she had grown a full

four inches and was now 5 foot 10.

 

"I'm so tall now," Carrie gasped in delight. "I always

wanted to be taller and now I am..."

 

Carrie grinned as she rushed into the bathroom and undressed

to get a better look at her body. She gasped in awe as she saw now

much better she looked than normal. Not only were her breasts a

little bigger, but her whole body seemed to have become sexier. On

top of that, she now had noticeable muscles that made her look as

though she might be an aerobics instructor. She loved the way she

looked now.

 

"Fantastic," Carrie exclaimed, caressing her new body. "I'm

so glad I drank that potion... This is definitely worth that fifteen

thousand..."

 

After Carrie had admired herself in the mirror for awhile,

she decided to share this with Nick. After all, it had been his stud

juice that made this all possible for her. She smiled and stepped

into the bedroom completely naked, loving the look of intense

attraction on his face and the other physical signs of it elsewhere.

 

"What do you think lover?" Carrie purred as she wrapped her

arms around Nick. "Do you like the new me? I sure do..."

 

 

Carrie climbed out of bed in the morning, feeling wide awake

and completely refreshed. With just a smile towards the still

sleeping Nick, she reached for her bath robe and slipped it on. It

was a bit too small for her now, but that only made her smile more.

She bent over and gave Nick a kiss, then went to go get breakfast.

She was feeling pretty hungry as well as just a little horny.

 

When Nick came out a short while later, Carrie was in the

kitchen cooking up a thick omelet. He took one long look then

grinned, "That's a pretty full omelet."

 

"It sure is," Carrie told him as she sprinkled some pepper on

it. "But I left you enough stuff to make your own."

 

After Carrie scooped the entire omelet onto her plate and

then went to sit down, Nick scratched his head, "I thought you were

kidding..." Then he looked at the omelet again, "Is that four eggs?"

 

"Six," Carrie shrugged, looking a little self-conscious. "I'm

hungry."

 

Carrie finished her breakfast quickly, nearly wolfing it

down. She could barely believe that she was hungry enough to eat the

whole thing or that she had room in her stomach for it. Then as she

got up to put her dishes in the sink, she paused to stare at Nick eye

to eye. It took a moment for it to dawn on both of them that they

were now the same height.

 

"Holy shit," Nick exclaimed, staring at Carrie in disbelief.

He was six feet tall and used to towering over her, not having her

look him straight in the eye like that. He wasn't quite sure he

liked it. Then he looked over the rest of her body and

gasped, "You're ripped..."

 

"I am?" Carrie asked in surprise, looking herself over and

seeing that her muscles were even more defined than the previous

night. "Cool..." Then she grinned at Nick, "It's weird, but it

feels so good..."

 

"Um...yeah," Nick nodded, wincing as he thought about the

physical improvements that should have been his instead of hers. His

and his friends. He gulped as he thought about how much of the stud

juice she'd drank, wondering how much more she'd grow from it.

 

"Looking like this," Carrie flexed a her arm and grinned, "I

bet I'm about as strong as you are now..." Then she laughed, "This

is great..."

 

"Yeah," Nick muttered enviously, "Just great..."

 

"If I grow any bigger," Carrie continued with a grin,

enjoying Nick's discomfort, "I'll be even bigger than you..."

 

"Just great," Nick rolled his eyes.

 

Carrie smirked at his reaction, then said, "At least you have

a really hot wife."

 

Nick stared at her and nodded agreement, "Oh yeah... You're

definitely hot looking now..."

 

"And you're saying I wasn't before?" she asked with a look of

mock anger.

 

"Um...," Nick stammered, seeing the trap and realizing that

he was completely caught in it.

Carrie just laughed at that and grabbed him, pulling him towards the

bedroom. "You know that increased libido you warned me about...?

Well, I'm gonna needs some help taking care of it..."

 

Once they were going at it on the bed, Carrie noticed that it

was quite different from normal. She'd noticed it a bit the night

before though it was far more noticeable now. Nick was used to her

being smaller and easy to physically dominate, and now that she was

his own size he seemed uncertain of what to do. Carrie took

advantage of that and told him, "I want to be on top for a change..."

 

Carrie quickly found that she enjoyed being more aggressive

in bed and promised herself that she'd have to do it more often now

that she had the chance. Nick was so thrown off by her new size and

strength that he was like putty in her hands, a fact that she greatly

enjoyed. She absolutely loved her new body and the effect it had on

her husband, not to mention just how good it felt.

 

After the sex, Carrie went to the bathroom to clean up. She

stopped to look at herself in the mirror, smirking, "I can't believe

I've grown seven inches... And in just two days..."

 

She shook her head, then admired the rest of her transformed

body. As Nick had noticed, she was definitely bustier and more

athletic looking than she'd been the night before. She estimated

herself to be a D or DD cup size now, which was a lot bigger than her

old perky Bs.

 

"And these muscles," Carrie stared at them in amazement. "I

look like I go to the gym all the time." Then she giggled, "Of

course this is much easier..."

 

It was only then that Carrie noticed a few other changes.

Her face looked subtly different as well, though she couldn't quite

place it. It took a moment to realize that even her face somehow

looked a little sexier. And her hair... She reached up to examine

her hair which had grown at least four inches longer and lightened

several shades. It felt so soft and silky, much nicer than before.

 

"I can't believe all this stud juice is doing to me," she

gasped in amazement, wondering if it was all done yet or if there was

more to come. She kind of hoped for the latter since she'd been

enjoying this so much.

 

After Carrie finished with her shower, she began to get

dressed only to realize the downside of her recent growth spurt. Her

old clothes were now impossibly small for her while even the ones

she'd bought during lunch were far too tight. She grimaced,

realizing that she could spend an entire fortune on new clothes.

 

Finally, Carrie asked Nick, "How much more am I going to

grow?" She gestured down at her extremely tight clothes, "This can

get really expensive... "

 

"I...I don't know," Nick winced, looking envious and worried

at the same time. "You had three doses of the potion..."

 

"How much is one dose supposed to make you grow?" she

scowled.

 

Nick hesitated, then admitted, "I don't know." He licked his

lips thoughtfully, almost as though afraid to tell her something she

didn't want to hear. "The notes didn't say how much, only how much

of it someone should drink."

 

"Great," Carrie sighed, "So it might be over, or it might

keep going. This can be a big problem..."

 

"Um...yeah," Nick nodded, staring straight at her breasts.

 

"Well," Carrie sighed again in defeat, "I guess we'll have to

go shopping again. I'll have to make sure I get things that are

really loose...just in case."

 

"What about work?" Nick pointed out. "You're already really

late..."

 

Carrie scowled, then gestured down at herself, "I think I've

got bigger things to worry about at the moment. Besides, how the

hell am I going to explain this at the office?"

 

"Good point," Nick agreed weakly.

 

Carrie got dressed the best she could, though she cursed the

clothes she'd bought the day before as being too tight. She then

cursed all the money they'd have to spend ot buy new clothes, money

they could no longer afford thanks to Nick spending their savings.

Thankfully, she thought, they still had a lot of room on their credit

card.

 

Several hours later, Carrie left the store with some new

clothes, each large enough to give her some room to grow. She was a

little worried about this, thinking that she must have grown a little

more while in the store. As they were leaving, she noticed that she

had to look down just a little to meet Nick's eyes. Carrie didn't

point this out and neither did he, though she was certain he noticed.

 

Carrie continued to slowly grow throughout the day, a fact

which she was now quite aware of. She looked own at herself every

chance she got, trying to see if she could see herself actually

growing. The thought that she was now bigger than Nick and still

growing filled her with both excitement and worry. She only wondered

when it would end and how big she would be when it finally did.

 

By the time they were ready for bed, Carrie looked like a

porn star fitness model and stood at a new height of 6 foot 3. She

was 3 inches taller than Nick, which amused her a great deal,

especially when he stared at her with envy in his eyes. Fortunately,

he also stared at her with a great deal of lust which made him much

easier to deal with.

 

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On the third morning after drinking the stud juice, Carrie

woke up to a new height of 6 foot 5. Everything else had grown as

well, leaving her with solid muscles that made her look like a body

builder. Fortunately, her very generous curves worked to subdue the

muscles and hide them a little, giving her an appearance of strength

but also of sexiness.

 

Carrie didn't spend much time looking over her latest

improvements though as she was feeling quite aroused. She licked her

lips hungrily and woke Nick up, whispering, "Come on little man..."

She giggled at that, "You've got a job to do..."

 

"What...?" Nick stammered as he struggled to wake up. Then

he saw Carrie bent over him and tried pushing her away.

 

"You'll have to do better than that," she teased as she bent

down to kiss Nick.

 

Nick continued to push her away, acting as though he didn't

want her to kiss him. It took a moment for Carrie to realize that he

wasn't just playing around. He really was trying to push her away.

She jumped back, staring at him in surprise.

 

"I couldn't breath," Nick gasped, making Carrie realize she'd

been laying across his chest.

 

"I...I'm sorry," she gasped in surprise, "I didn't know..."

 

While Nick sat up and caught his breath, she stared at him,

realizing for the first time just how strong she'd become. Nick had

been pushing against her as hard as he could and it had felt as

though she'd been dealing with a child. She was stronger than

Nick...much stronger. The idea excited her, though she didn't let

him know that.

 

"I'm sorry," Carrie told Nick, bending over him and kissing

him again. This time he didn't resist her at all and kissed back

just as passionately. She grinned, still feeling extremely aroused.

 

It took little effort for Carrie to get Nick in the mood and

ready for love making. This time there was absolutely no doubt as to

who was the dominant one. She was bigger and stronger than him, a

fact that she gently but firmly reminded him of several times during

their sexy. That fact only turned her on even more, making

everything even more exciting and satisfying.

 

Once they were finished and Nick was too worn out to

continue, Carrie leaned back and cuddled with him, amused by how

small he seemed to her. It was so different from the way things had

always been before but she really enjoyed it. It was as though their

physical roles had been exchanged and she loved it. Carrie thought

that it seemed rather appropriate too since she'd been the primary

wage earner and bill payer for quite some time.

 

"Well little man," Carrie gently teased Nick, then half

jokingly said, "Why don't you go and fix me some breakfast. I'm

starving."

 

"Okay honey," Nick responded meekly and climbed out of bed to

do as she'd asked.

 

After Nick had left the bedroom, Carrie stretched out and

laughed to herself, "I could really get to like this. In fact, I

already do."

 

A minute later though, Carrie climbed out of bed and made her

way to the bathroom. She was desperately curious to see what changes

the night had brought her for herself. She stared into the mirror,

feeling extremely impressed. She had definitely continued to get

bigger, stronger, and sexier all at once. Even her hair had grown a

few more inches and become a little lighter.

 

"Incredible, " Carrie whispered, noticing something else as

well. It was as though her entire body radiated an aura of health

and vitality. "Of course," she smirked, "I have all the health and

vitality of three people now..."

 

Carrie flexed her muscles, amazed by just how big they were

and how solid. She'd never imagined having muscles like this, like

some sort of bodybuilder. And the way she felt... She felt strong

and powerful, a feeling that she absolutely loved. She ached to

truly test her new strength, to find out just how strong she was.

 

"I think I'll go to the gym today," she grinned to herself,

not sure whether to bring Nick along or not. If she worked out in

front of him, she might leave him feeling weak and humiliated in

comparison. Male pride was such a fragile thing after all. Then

again, it might do him some good to remind him of just how strong she

had become.

 

When Carrie went to the gym several hours later, Nick decided

not to come with her. Carrie was a little disappointed by that, but

decided that it might be for the best as well since she wouldn't be

as distracted while testing her strength.

 

"I can't believe that I'm at a gym," Carrie shook her head as

she went to one of the machines. "I can't believe that I'm the

tallest and most muscular person here either..."

 

Everyone in the gym was staring at her in amazement, hardly

able to believe that a woman could possibly be that big. Carrie

enjoyed the attention and the envious way that some of the men were

looking at her muscles. She laughed at that, then tried her best to

ignore them for the moment.

 

Carrie randomly chose a weight somewhere in the middle of

what the machine was capable and found that she could lift it with

ease. She changed the weight to the maximum weight possible and

found that it was definitely more difficult but still well below her

own limits. She was in awe of that and tried several more machines,

finding similar results.

 

"Very impressive," a muscular man who was 6 inches shorter

than her said with a look of amazement on his face. "The free

weights are in the other room if you wanted to get serious..."

 

"Free weights?" Carrie asked in confusion.

 

"Very funny," the man grinned, "But I know you didn't get

that big without knowing your way around the gym."

 

Carrie scowled in annoyance, realizing the problem with being

so big. Everyone assumed that she already knew everything she needed

to know about the gym and building muscles so wouldn't take any of

her questions seriously. She sighed and went to the other room with

the free weights, standing back and watching for a minute to get a

better idea of what was going on. Only then did she go to work

herself.

 

Carrie stayed at the gym for several hours, learning more

about how to lift weights and discovering the limits of her own

strength. Of course, she was amused to realize that this wouldn't do

a whole lot of good since she was still growing stronger. She'd have

to come back after she finally stopped. And that time, she grinned

at the thought, she was definitely bringing Nick along.

 

That night, Carrie had another long and passionate round of

sex with Nick, accidentally leaving her husband a little bruised in

the process. However, in spite of the bruises he'd enjoyed himself

as well and lay collapsed on the bed in blissful exhaustion while

Carrie measured herself. She went to bed a short time later,

grinning broadly at the fact she was now 6 foot 8...towering

completely over her little husband.

 

When Carrie awoke the next morning, she was disappointed to

find that she hadn't grown any more during the night. She was still

the same 6 foot 8 that she'd gone to bed as. The meaning of this

struck her immediately. Her growth spurt was over and this was the

size she'd remain.

 

"But I can live with this," Carrie smirked as she admired

herself in the mirror. She was very tall, very muscular, and somehow

still very sexy. Her breasts were the size of basketballs but were

still all round and firm, not seeming to need any support as of yet.

Of course, she'd have to get some custom bras for them anyway. She

flexed her muscles, cupped her breasts, "I can definitely live with

this."

 

Then Carrie grinned, realizing that there were definitely

good points about this growth spurt finally being over. Now that the

stud juice...or babe juice as she preferred to call it had finally

run it's course, she could finally get a wardrobe that fit. She

wouldn't have to worry about growing right out of her clothes again

just a few hours later. That would be a HUGE relief.

 

Carrie stepped back into the bedroom and looked down at Nick,

whom she'd been careful not to wake while climbing out of bed. She

wanted to get a better look at her changes before waking him. Now

she was more than ready to wake him up. She was so turned on that

she was dripping down her own leg, something she knew she'd have to

get used to.

 

"I don't think that will be too much of a problem," Carrie

grinned, thinking of all the fun her increased libido had been

providing. The only real problem would be that Nick wouldn't be able

to keep up with her or fully satisfy her. It was sad but

true. "Still," she mused, "It's time to wake him up and put him to

work trying..."

 

But in spite of her horniness, Carrie remained where she was

for another minute, staring at Nick and thinking about how great this

was. This was so much better than the way things used to be,

especially now that Nick was intimidated enough to listen to her.

She smiled at that, deciding that after Nick took care of her little

itch, it would be time to start making a few changes of her own

around the house.

 

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Carrie slowly sat down into the large recliner that had been

custom built to handle her large size and weight. She smiled, more

than pleased with how things had been going lately. It had been

three months since she'd accidentally drank the babe juice and her

life couldn't be better.

 

Ever since Carrie's increase in stature, Nick had been MUCH

more polite and accommodating towards her. She knew that he was

intimidated by her though she tried not to intimidate him too

much...at least not most of the time. After all, she did enjoy

giving him gentle reminders about just how strong she was now. It

made things so much easier around the house.

 

It had taken very little convincing to get Nick to go back to

work and stay there. Now they were making enough money to not only

play all the bills, including Carrie's large food and clothing ones,

but also build up their savings again. Of course, Carrie's new job

helped with that as well.

 

Carrie wasn't sure how she could possibly explain her massive

growth spurt to her old coworkers, nor was she sure she wanted to

have them staring at her and whispering behind her back. Because of

that, she'd quit her old job and found a new one where her size was a

major advantage.

 

Now Carrie worked as the bouncer at a strip club. She didn't

take her clothes off or anything like that. All she really had to do

most of the time was standing around and looking intimidating. That

seemed to work out well for everyone. The owner liked having a big

busted woman as the bouncer since it tended to draw in more

customers, and the dancers all trusted her more than they did any

male bouncer.

 

Of course, there were a few downsides to her new job as well.

For one, Carrie didn't like Nick coming to see her at work, and the

owner and other girls kept urging her to get on the stage and try

dancing herself. The idea of doing so was slowly becoming more and

more appealing. After all, it wasn't as though Carrie had anything

at all to be ashamed about with her body. In fact, she was more than

a little proud of it and already enjoyed showing it off. Maybe this

constant urging to try dancing herself wasn't such a downside after

all.

 

Then there was Carrie's enhanced libido. Ever since she'd

been transformed, she'd been turned on easily and often. She often

spent half the day walking around wet and aroused. And though she

loved Nick dearly and he did his best to satisfy her desires, he just

couldn't keep up.

 

Carrie felt a little guilty about it, but she'd recently been

cheating on Nick with not one...but two other men. Since Nick alone

hadn't been able to satisfy her, she'd been having sex with a

bartender at the club and one of the club patrons who was into big

women. She didn't have feelings for either of them and it was merely

sex, but she still felt a bit guilty. She rationalized it to herself

with the reminder that it was Nick she really loved and that she was

merely getting what she couldn't from her husband. He'd

understand.. .if he knew. At least she hoped he would.

 

"Oh yeah," Carrie mused, glancing to the clock. "I should

probably talk to Nick so we can decide what to have for dinner..."

 

At the same time, Nick sat in his work shop, staring at the

glass of dark red liquid in font of him with an eager grin. He'd

done it... After all this time, he'd finally been able to create

more of his stud juice.

 

Just a couple weeks earlier, Nick had been cleaning his work

shop at Carrie's urging and he'd found it...a small dried berry that

had fallen behind his desk. It was the same extinct berry that was

so vital for the creation of the stud juice. All Nick could guess

was that it must have accidentally fallen when he'd been making his

previous batch. And all that mattered was that he could finally

create more.

 

"Finally," Nick grinned excitedly.

 

He thought about everything he'd endured for the last few

months, about how he'd lost his friends for not giving them the stud

juice as agreed, and about how he'd become a virtual servant in his

own home. Of course, he knew that he wasn't really a servant.

Carrie made him to go work but she kept working herself. She made

him help around the house but continued doing chores herself. Still,

it annoyed him that his wife could force him to do anything with just

a glance. He was so afraid to get her upset that he'd jump and do

what she wanted immediately.

 

"At least the sex is good," Nick told himself uncertainly.

 

Of course, he had as much sex as he wanted, but he was no

longer the dominant partner in any way. They had sex when she wanted

and how she wanted. She often even left him a little bruised by

accident. He wanted a wife that he could be a real man with again,

and Carrie was no longer that. Nick even suspected that she was

having an affair, though he'd never accuse her of it since he didn't

want to get her angry at him. At the moment, it was better to just

let things be.

 

But now, things could be different. With the stud juice,

Nick could make himself bigger and stronger too. Unfortunately, the

single berry was only enough to make a single dose of the fantastic

potion. It wasn't nearly as much as the three doses Carrie had

consumed, but it would definitely help. Since Nick had started out

much bigger and stronger than she had, he hoped that would make up

the difference. He wouldn't have to be small and weak compared to

his wife anymore.

 

"She won't be able to tell me what to do anymore either,"

Nick grinned eagerly.

 

Just then, Carrie stepped into the work shop and froze, her

eyes locked on the small glass of dark red liquid on Nick's table.

She immediately recognized what it was though the sudden guilty

expression on Nick's face...though that made her think of a kid with

his hand caught in the candy jar only confirmed it.

 

In a single second, Carrie thought about what would happen if

Nick became as big and strong as she was. He'd be able to keep up

with her sexually so she wouldn't have to keep cheating. He'd be so

much stronger and nicer to look at. But at the same time, she

remembered the way things used to be with Nick ignoring her and his

own responsibilities. He'd refused to help with the bills, cleaning

the house, or anything else. She absolutely refused to let things go

back to being like that after the way they'd been so great.

 

Without a single word, Carrie quickly snatched up the glass

of red liquid and downed it in a single gulp. The foul taste and

burning as it went down confirmed that it was indeed the exact same

stud juice as before, though where he'd gotten the ingredients to

make more she had no idea.

 

"Honey," Carrie told him in a sweet and gentle tone that had

a faint hint of threat behind it, "I think it's time for you to go

make dinner."

 

"Yes dear," Nick responded meekly. He looked up at his wife

and sighed in defeat, knowing that he'd just lost his last chance to

reclaim control of his life and home. Then he started for the

kitchen to do as he'd been asked.

 

"And honey," Carrie added with a grin, "Make a lot... I have

a feeling I'm going to be extra hungry tonight."

 

Nick gulped fearfully, then weakly responded, "Yes dear..."

 

Carrie licked her lips as she watched Nick go to the kitchen,

then she looked down at herself and grinned. Of course, she knew

that she'd have to buy another new wardrobe, but that wasn't much of

a problem. She laughed in delight, looking forward to finding how

much she improved this time.

 

"This is going to be fun," she smirked as she cupped her

large breasts and then flexed her muscles, wondering how much bigger

she could possibly get. "A lot of fun."

 

THE END