Describe in detail those days, in the absence of men, when women from this story first began to notice that their muscles seemed larger than those of their husbands and fathers who had gone on raids (women began wearing their brothers', husbands' and fathers' shirts when they outgrew their own clothes, but soon these shirts began to burst at the seams under the pressure of growing muscle mass): "Once upon a time, in a valley surrounded by dense forests and towering mountains, there existed a pagan tribe known for their fierce warriors and indomitable spirit. The tribe thrived on the balance between the strength of its men and the nurturing resilience of its women. Their society was harmonious, each member contributing their share to the well-being of the community.

One fateful summer, the chieftain of the tribe announced a long-distance raid that promised abundant plunder and great benefits for the tribe. The raid, however, was to last many moons, drawing all the men away from their homeland. With heavy hearts but undeterred determination, the warriors set off, leaving their wives and daughters to tend to the village.

As the moons passed, the women of the tribe began to face escalating challenges. A neighboring tribe, envious of their forthcoming prosperity, infiltrated their lands and stole the draft animals essential for farming and transportation. This misfortune forced the women to take on the roles once shared with their men and beasts of burden.

Unfamiliar with giving up, the women pushed forward. They began to perform the heavy labor themselves, hauling plows, carrying loads, and building fortifications. Initially, the tasks seemed insurmountable, but necessity soon turned into a unique kind of empowerment. Their bodies began to adapt; latent strength deep within their muscles awakened. Muscles grew and thickened, sinew turned to iron, and layers of muscle accrued beneath a soft, remaining layer of fat. Slowly, they transformed into massive mountains of iron muscles, sufficient layers of fat concealing their rippling power, preserving their feminine allure while bestowing upon them unparalleled strength.

Upon their return, the men found themselves dwarfed by the Amazonian figures of their wives and daughters, now towering pillars of unmatched might. The women had grown ten times stronger than any of the men, their bodies sculpted by the labor of countless days and nights. The men’s spirits were dampened, their pride wounded by the staggering sight. The traditional dynamic of the tribe had shifted, and the men grappled with this new reality.

Determined to reclaim some semblance of normalcy, the men began training. They tried to lift weights, to hone their bodies, but the hours of toil and the extraordinariness of their wives’ transformations left them lagging far behind. Their hearts weren’t as driven, their resolve not as steadfast as that of their female counterparts.

Conversely, the women discovered a new passion: training, lifting heavy stones and logs, engaging in strength competitions. Their strength and muscles grew exponentially, every free moment devoted to becoming even more formidable. Their dedication was unmatched; they reveled in the power coursing through their veins, celebrated their evolving physiques.

The gap between women and men was widening. Muscles on the women’s bodies swelled to inconceivable sizes, growing so enormous and dense that their range of motion and flexibility began to suffer. Reaching for objects became a chore, braiding their hair, a challenge, and even simple tasks like scratching their backs or bending down took considerable effort. Running was an impossibility, a joyful activity replaced by a lumbering gait necessitated by their overly muscled legs, and even looking around became cumbersome due to their disproportionately thick necks and colossal trapezius muscles.

In this new paradigm, the men found a renewed purpose. They became the hands that the women could not be. They helped them with everyday tasks, made their lives easier. The men’s lighter builds and greater flexibility allowed them to perform the refined work that the muscular women could no longer manage. This shift brought a new harmony to their lives.

The women, though immensely powerful and capable of protecting the tribe and handling the heaviest of tasks, cherished the care and attention they received. The men, too, found their spirits rejuvenated through this symbiotic relationship. While they were no longer the physically dominant ones, their roles became equally significant. They supported their wives, found pride in knowing they could still provide for their families in meaningful ways.

The men fell in love with their women all over again, their affections renewed by the sheer awe and admiration they felt towards their partners. Though embracing their wives was a challenge because of their immense waists, stuffed with muscles, their love extended far beyond physical closeness. They cherished the strength and resilience that had become the defining features of their tribe.

This transformation brought unparalleled prosperity. The tribe flourished under the protection and labor of the women, while the men’s refined works elevated their way of life. They forged tools, crafted intricate woodwork, and managed the cultivation of the fields with newfound efficiency. The women, embodying brute strength, defended their land from invaders and performed labor that once required multiple draft animals.

In this balance, they found a unique equilibrium. The men and women of the tribe, bound by love and mutual respect, understood that strength comes in many forms. They embraced their new roles, proud of their contributions and the unyielding bond that connected them. Thus, the tribe emerged stronger, a testament to the extraordinary capabilities that lie within us all, waiting to be awakened by the circumstances life throws our way."