Sampling The Protein Milk

There were always little things in a marriage that one partner wouldn’t understand about the other. For instance, Marcus had no idea why his wife insisted in keeping bread in the fridge rather than in a dry cupboard. Jess on the other hand was utterly perplexed by the fact that her husband refused to allow her to have even the smallest sip of the protein milk he drank with every meal of the day. Surely it wasn’t normal for a man of thirty-two to get so uptight about something as small as a milk drink? Even if it wasn’t there was no changing that Marcus flew into a rage every time Jess so much as reached for his glass and scolded her for making jokes about it. 

“You wouldn’t like it anyway,” he would always say in retaliation, quickly finishing off his glass lest his wife try to steal any from him. “Trust me, I can barely stomach the stuff.” That felt like a lie considering how often he seemed to drink it without even the smallest traces of discomfort on his face but Jess was trying not to put too much thought into it. Unfortunately that was much easier said than done considering her hyperactive brain saw the whole ordeal as a great mystery that desperately needed to be unravelled. 

Jess’ solution was to drop the topic of the protein milk entirely for several weeks until Marcus grew complacent and therefore, slipped up from his usually strict regime of ensuring that there was never any left over in the fridge. Once he had head off to work, Jess pulled the carton out and poured herself a glass. It appeared to be completely average chocolate milk and there was nothing on the packaging that suggested it was anything other than a protein concoction that would help the body build muscle mass. 

Shrugging her slender shoulders, Jess threw her head back and drank the milk down in several gulps. Sure enough she was greeted by the taste of chocolate and as she rest her glass back on the countertop was startled by the deep rumbling burp that escaped her lips. How unladylike, she thought before breaking down into giggles. If nothing else she would get the sweet satisfaction of knowing that she had been able to sneak a glass of her husband’s precious protein shake and there was nothing he could ever do to take that from her.

Just as Jess was silently celebrating her small victory, she realized that she was starting to feel bigger. She couldn’t just be imagining that the ceiling suddenly seemed a lot closer, could she? Every step she took towards the mirror in the nearby bathroom came with a thunderous slam  and she found herself struggling to fit through the door, suddenly much broader than she had ever been. Her heart raced as she felt her long hair recede into a much shorter cut and an itching around the lower half of her face and jawline, particularly above the upper lip.

Although a part of her had anticipated it, when reflection presented her with the gorgeous face and body of her husband Jess couldn’t help but let out a yelp of surprise. Marcus’ body was so big in almost every way possible - height, mass, even his cock which was beginning to stand to attention and tent out the shorts she had been wearing. Her clothes were pushed to the very limits by her husband’s bulk and it was a surprisingly delightful sight. Pushing down the feelings of panic that had threatened to rise within her, Jess flexed her husband’s powerful arms and pulled a few silly faces in the mirror. While it was still utterly perplexing to have a reflection that wasn’t her own, she felt satisfied that she now knew why Marcus would never let her sample the drink.

As Jess began to change out of her ill-fitting clothes and into a tank top and pair of briefs from Marcus’ wardrobe she realized that while getting the answer to the riddle was satisfying, it had also opened up a whole new question. If the protein milk was responsible for transforming someone into the visage that she associated with her husband then who was her husband really and what did he look like without his transformation? The stakes were much higher this time around but Jess knew that there was no fighting her curiosity. She was going to find out one way or another and until then she was going to enjoy this masculine body and all of its enormous delights for the next few hours!