Putting My Foot Down (Text Story/Male Muscle Drain) (Patreon)

I like my boyfriend Josh, even though he can be a big jerk sometimes. And I kind of mean that both literally and figuratively as he’s got all these big, bulging, hunky muscles. I love him and I just love those muscles of his, but I don’t like how he treats me.

You see even though I make more money than him, he still feels that he can tell me how to spend my money. Just because he is a man and bigger and stronger than me, he feels like it gives him the right to dictate to me how to spend my money and control my purse strings... And how many purses I can buy for that matter... A girl can never have too many purses or accessories... Am I right ladies?

Anyway, he can get real rude and belligerent and condescending, treating me like I was a child and telling me that I am wasting my money. It’s not wasteful if the clothes make me look so damn good, and I tell him he should like the sexy little piece of arm candy he has on his arms thanks to me. I’m ever so fashionable and ever so tantalizing.

But, he views my fashion habit as being wasteful and sometimes I think he really would prefer for me to buy the cheaper frumpier clothes... As if I would buy those clothes, they may be cheaper, but trust me they’re not worth it! I tell him the more fashionable clothes are the better investment and he just scolds me and tells me I don’t know what I’m talking about.

More than a few times out shopping he has made a big scene and told me he forbids me to purchase an item, and that as a man he’s putting his foot down. I love the big jerk, and while he might know more about finance than me, but you better believe me he just doesn’t know the first thing about fashion

So we typically get into a big fight and it’s a big scene out in public and it always ends with him forbidding me to buy something with my own money and telling me the discussion is over because “he is putting his foot down!”

Can you believe it he actually tells me that I can’t buy something and he actually tells me “He’s putting his foot down”. He can be a real jerk... But I still love him, even if I don’t love the way he treats me. I just wish there was some way I could make him feel how belittling this can be to me. I’m a grown woman and I should be treated with respect.

Well, thanks to Succubus brand products I found a way to make him feel the way I do... Belittled that is, and I mean that both figuratively and literally... And when I say literally, I really do literally, mean literally... You’ll see what I mean.

Now, the only problem I have is, these products are really quite expensive. Like wipe out your entire checkbook and max out your credit cards expensive. I know Josh wouldn’t approve of my purchase, and that he’d no doubt put his foot down to stop me from making them. But, lucky for me by the time he found out about them, it was way too late.

Yep, thanks to Succubus brand products I was able to steal his size and strength, and let me tell you he’s the one feeling belittled now. And thanks to my newfound size and strength I’m the one who is able to put my foot down, right on top of that scrawny boney little back of his, and I also mean that both figuratively and literally.

Oh, sure he whined and complained and even threatened me to give him back his muscles, but since he literally lacks the strength to do anything about it, I just told him “No, his muscles are mine now, and that I am now in charge, and I won’t hear any more of his whining as I’m putting my foot down on that matter!”

Even though he is no longer the big man, and is a scrawny runt, I still love him. And I also really love having his big, bulging, hunky muscles as my own!

I know Josh is feeling belittled by the new changes, he also told me that my purchase was just a whole waste of money, and that I also wasted all the hard work he put in at the gym over the years. But I know that purchasing the Succubus brand products was the best fiscal decision I ever made in my entire life.

I also tell him that I disagree about his muscles being wasted. I think they look better on me than they ever did on him, and that all those years really did pay off, by making me bigger and stronger than he ever was. Yep, that’s right I’m actually bigger than what he ever was, and so conversely he’s actually smaller than what I was.

He’s really sad about that, but I just told him to cheer up. Afterall he still has the sexiest piece of arm candy walking next to him, and that he’s with a woman that men both lust after and are envious of. But, I also now know I’ve got the best kind of arm candy on my arms. That is the raw pure beefy sinews of my Mighty Female Muscles, type of arm candy.

It took him a little while to get over the shock that he no longer is the big man, and that his little girlfriend is now large and in charge... But, after I put my foot down, he finally saw things my way and was way more accepting of the new changes.

He did grumble when I told him that I was going to need a whole new entire wardrobe for my newfound muscular physique, and while my checking account was empty, I knew he wouldn’t mind sharing his with me. He did protest again, but once again I just put my foot down and told him that I was now controlling his purse strings and that would be that.

I will say, I was actually quite shocked at how large his checking account was, for making so much less than me, he really did do a great job of saving it up. Guess, there was something to his bluster after all. Now I’m a little curious and excited. I wonder just what is going to be more fun. Going shopping for a whole new wardrobe and draining his bank account of its funds, or draining his muscles...

Guess we’ll just have to wait and see which I enjoy better!

And that is how I stopped my boyfriend from being so controlling and belittling, by belittling him with Succubus brand products and putting my “OWN” foot down instead. Who knew putting your foot down could be so much fun, and such an easy way to win any argument. I didn’t think it was fair when Josh did this to me, but I figure now that the shoe is on the other foot, turnabout is fair play, and I’m loving this new change.

Ohhh, speaking of shoes. It’s time to go shopping. I just can’t wait to buy all the new clothes to show off my Mighty Female Muscles. Only, I really do think I can make any shabby outfit look good on me, that’s how much of a muscle goddess I am, but I’m not going to tell Josh that. Because, a girl can never have too many accessories, purses, shoes or clothes.

And while I know Josh will grumble at just how much I’m going to spend on my new wardrobe. If he complains too much, I’ll just have to put my foot down and put a stop to it.

God, I love saying that and I love my newfound Mighty Female Muscles!