Really?
Saraha said:
Remember that all humans are actually female - men have nipples on their chest, woman have 32 immature skene glands which would turn into a prostrate gland if they were to be given huge doses of testosterone.
So a man is a woman plus 20 times more testosterone.
If a man notices his gut getting bigger, it is because his testosterone levels are falling and he is stepping back a bit closer to being female again - you could say he is now "less of a man".
The best way for a man to remain a "full man", is to do several 100 yard sprints with 2 min rest breaks every day. This tricks his mind to keep maximum testosterone in his muscles to retain his "manly look" to turn on females.
If you don't exercise enough, the female hormones in food will chop you down to "female size", and put you first place in the queue to become a cuckold who does not get any vaginal sex penetration any more.
“Less of a man” - "female size"
Jeepers. Just when I thought I couldn’t feel much worse. I'm 6'4" tall, and weigh 219 lbs. Down from a high of 239. My wife is nearly 5'10, and has recently lost twenty-five pounds. Five more than when we were married. Her breasts were 38D then, and now she's 39DD. Her breasts didn't really get any smaller with the weight loss.
Her weight loss actually came about after her affair. I think she's spent a thousand bucks on new clothing. When she did some modeling for me in the new clothes my face flushed. It felt like my body temp had jumped several degrees. Part of it was how great she looked, but I believe the larger stimulus was image driven. She was going to wear most of the new clothing to work.
She was like a little girl after displaying her new wares at work. She heard words like sassy, cougar, hottie, Milf, etc. My wife tele-commutes. Going into her office once a week. That's a double edge sword. Means she's not presenting everyday, but she's also home alone a lot.
I screwed around quite a bit in our first ten years together. She may have suspected, but I never got caught. I've had opportunities since, but have kept my pecker in my pants. Currently know that a bartender at my favorite hang out wants to go to bed with me. We all know how this works don't we? Nailing her would be a big boost to my male ego, but unless my wife gives me cause I'd much rather remain faithful.
Since the "new" look appeared she has also taken to dropping me off at the bar so I don't have to worry about driving. Actually she did this before the weight loss, but never came into the bar. Now she seems to relish the prospect, and of course my "buddies" are reacting as expected. She even lets them buy her a drink before we head out. I am, by and large ignored after she shows.
The comments started almost immediately the next time I hit the bar alone.
"Wow. Did she model when she was younger?"
"Fucking hottie."
"Bet you can't keep up with that can you?"
"If you ever need any help let me know."
"Why don't you drop your wife off, and you run the errands.?"
"Those are some huge titties."
"Guy could get lost in those puppies."
"Wish my wife looked like that."
Just a sampling of their eloquence.
I try to smile, laugh, tell them to go fuck themselves, but I do whatever I can to change the subject.
The attached was a “fun” night for her. After I lost the weight I naturally had pants that no longer fit properly. She had me put a pair on with no briefs underneath. It was dark outside, but small comfort when you’re walking around on the patio as your jeans start to drop to you ankles, and your spouse is aiming a camera at your soon to be naked from the waist down body. This is also one of the less humiliating pictures in her portfolio.
The cuckold thing doesn’t hold any appeal. I guess I'll try the sprints.