The Stingers (Futa)

Story by rock1974

The Stingers:

Hi guys, this new story includes FUTA, Female Muscle Growth and some mild and even encouraged emasculation.

All characters are 18+ 

The Stingers

Once again, Janet Stinger arrived home from a productive day of continuing to build and maintain her lucrative Elderly Care business only to find her husband Stu Stinger asleep on the couch, his hand in his crotch and a bag of potato chips open on the coffee table with a few crumbs and broken chips scattered on the floor.  She shook her head in disgust, picked up the broken pieces from the floor, sealed the bag and walked into the kitchen to put them away.

As she closed the pantry door, Steve was just rounding the corner to grab another Mountain Dew and head back upstairs to continue his online video game playing.  He looked disheveled, like he had done nothing but play video games all day and he was starting to get a belly just like his dad.

“Steve dear.” Janet asked, “How was your day at school?”

“Oh, hey mom.”  He reluctantly responded, “I told dad I wasn’t feeling well, so he called me out, um, so I didn’t go.”

He could see the look of disgust on his mom’s face and he rolled his eyes as she said, “Honey, you’re only a month into your senior year and have just 2 absences left before they won’t even let you graduate.  You’ve got to quit missing school to stay home and play video games all day!!!”

“I know, I know.  I think that’ll be the last day mom…I promise.”  Steve responded quickly, knowing that would satisfy her for now and he’d deal with his next sick day and make sure she didn’t find out.  Before she could even respond, Steve fled back around the corner and up the stairs with his soda as to make sure he got back to his gaming immediately.

Janet shook her head in confusion.  Stu had been very athletic in high school when he and Janet started dating and he had even been the one to get her into endurance athletics to begin with.  She was very tall, even taller than Stu, but kind of thin and not into sports.  But it turned out that she was really good at swimming, running and biking and the little mini-marathon Stu had urged her to enter their senior year in school, set her off on a course to become and avid tri-athlete.  She had even competed in the Ironman triathlon in Hawaii and was one of the best competitors in her age group, now at 50.  Luckily Janet was so athletic and pretty, she still passed for a 35 year-old, but the same couldn’t be said for Stu.

Stu stood about 5’9”, had a pot belly from lack of exercise and a very poor diet.  He was probably 200+ pounds of soft, mushy man and he looked his age or more.  Janet loved him when they were younger but was finding it hard to keep the fires burning with this unmotivated, lazy sloth now.  Her biggest fear now was that her son Steve, who was the exact same height as Stu and close to the same build, would end up just like his father.  She was proud of their daughter Luanne for being so gifted scholastically and motivated athletically.  Luckily Luanne had inherited her mother’s 5’10.5” height so she was a stand out on the girls track team where she did high jump and long jump.

After Janet got pregnant with their twins Steve and Luanne, Stu figured he had sealed-the-deal with Janet.  She was the smarter one and as it turned out, he was a bit lazy and must have seen the determination and drive in her early on and just knew she would become the bread winner.  He was right.  She had built an Elderly Care agency while he did some online IT work.  She forged the money that bought Stu thousand and thousand in computers, monitors and phones for his IT dreams, but he barely used it and it took up an entire downstairs room/office.  His hours were maybe 4 per day tops in his current position and she easily brought home 4 or 5 times as much as Stu.  He only worked at all because Janet said it would set a terrible example for their kids if he did nothing all day.  Not that he did a lot more than that, but at least he was partially employed.

Janet went upstairs to take off her work clothes and threw on some running shorts and a sports bra.  Even at 50 years old, she had long, muscular legs and some ripped abs.  She either swam or biked, or ran on a daily basis and on the weekend she usually did two, if not all three.  Janet was pretty determined to win the 50-and-over division of the Ironman and knew, missing a day of practice was unacceptable.  Luanne obviously got her drive from Janet and was actually coming in from her own track practice at school as her mom was heading out the door.

They shared a quick hug in passi

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