C-Cups

Jack awoke, his body nestled in the soft embrace of silk sheets. The first sensation he registered was an unexpected heaviness on his chest. With a groan, he tried to push himself up, feeling a strange sliding sensation. His heart pounded as his hands flew to his chest, fingers sinking into the supple flesh of newly formed C cup breasts.

Jack groaned, he knew this would happen, and it had. He was surprised to hear how girly his groan sounded though.

"Now I've got proper tits." Jack huffed, his voice tinged with a higher pitch that sent shivers of anxiety down his spine. He couldn't hide these new additions beneath layers of clothes anymore.

He slid a hand between his legs, swallowing hard as he encountered not the familiar length he was used to but a tiny nub where his cock once stood proud. Panic flared within him, and he gasped as he felt the curve of his ass, now fuller and more pronounced. Another step toward Sucker-hood.

"Jack? Oh my god," Kara murmured, her eyes widening as she took in his transformation. "You look so cute!"

Kara sat up in bed, her cock hit her in the chest through the sheet it was staining. Her breasts, larger than Jack's, stood out proudly. Kara looked jack over, reaching out, she lifted a boob, feeling it's weight.

"These will probably get way bigger." She said, absentmindedly. "I've never seen a Sucker with tits that small."

Fighting the urge to cry, Jack just nodded, his mind racing. Should I just submit and accept it? Why was Kara being so nonchalant about this? Was there even anything I could do to make this less embarrassing?

Jack's expression made her realize she was making light of his situation again. She didn't mean to, it's just, she found this whole process kinda hot. Most woman live feeling submissive to their husband, but now, now he got to be submissive to her. This new cock power is wholly intoxicating, and she was only human.

"I'm sorry, the virus is doing things to my mind, making me feel more accepting of the changes. Perhaps I'm accepting it more easily than you?" Kara offered, not fully understanding what she implied.

"You want me to just give in and start sucking cock left and right?!" Jack hissed.

Kara's eyes darted to the wet spot that topped her still tented bed-sheet, where her cock quietly throbbed, then back to Jack.

"No, I just, It's a smaller life change for my transformation I guess." she whispered, lowering her eyes. "I'm sorry."

Jack felt guilty, he didn't mean to sound as mean as it came out. He reached over and pulled Kara into an embrace. It felt nice, their bare warm soft skin making contact.

Jack pulled away from the embrace when his mind shifted from how their nipples poked each other, to how Kara's cock had shifted to press against his side.

"Just breathe," Kara urged gently, her concern for his distress evident in her voice. Her gaze lingered on his transformed body, her mind racing to comprehend the situation. She could see the fear in his eyes, and she knew that she needed to help him through this. "I still love you."

"Okay, okay, I love you to." Jack managed to **** out, his breaths coming in short gasps. He focused on Kara's face, his anchor amidst the storm of confusion and panic. "I'll... I'll try."

Jack's stomach rumbled. Having gotten a proper taste of cum last night, his body would now regularly demand more. The rumble was loud enough that even Kara could hear it. The rumbling was accompanied with some cramping. It was fairly light and Jack was able to mostly ignore it.

"Sounds like it's breakfast time." Kara said cheerily, then looking at Jack's face realized what she said. "I mean, do you want to? I've got it right here, if you want..."

She had pulled the sheet off of her cock, a bead of pre-cum pooling at the top of her pole. She now just watched him for his reaction, half hoping he would wrap his lips around her cock and go to town, and half guilty for putting him in this position. However, she didn't move away or cover back up.

Jack just stared at it, his warring emotions, desires... compulsions pulling him in every direction. Most pulled towards the cock. It looked wonderful. he could even smell it's unwashed musty stink. Maybe submitting to the cock wasn't so bad, it's pleasing to the eye, smells wonderful, and dispenses delicious cum...

"Here, what if I cum on my body, and you lick it up from there? You have to eat, and your... situation, requires only one food type... So?" Kara calmly voiced, breaking Jack out of his internal battle.

"Uh, yes, yeah, that... that would be fine." Jack said, shaking his head slightly, wobbling his now larger tits.

Kara leaned back down on the bed, gently taking her new proud cock with both hands, gently sliding up and down it's length. Jack was transfixed by her movements on the cock, half thankful he didn't have to put it in his mouth, half upset that he isn't deep-throating it right now.

Kara closed her eyes and began to moan slightly, she kept the cock pointed towards her tits. Her hips bucked as she masturbated in front of Jack. Her tits jiggled, jostled, and bounced in time with her ministrations. Jack was getting warmed up watching.

With a cry, her cock throbbed, veins pulsated visibly along her length. It was all she could do to keep it aimed at her tits. She failed spectacularly. She got some on her stomach, covered her large breasts, her neck, and a large portion of her face.

She could only open one eye, the resting beneath a pool of hot jizz. She looked at Jack and smiled halfheartedly, using her now free hands to pull him to her gently. He didn't resist.

The sweet musky smell of cum filled the room as Kara covered herself in hot jizz. Jack's mind seemed to go fuzzy, like the room had become a sauna, and they were evaporating cum instead of water. He was being pulled gently towards Kara's face.

His enhanced Sucker tongue reached out and licked her lips. Then he planted his lips on hers, kissing her for a second before cleaning her face of cum. His tongue now almost seemed purpose built for scooping up cum and delivering it to his mouth. However, he used his hands too, squeegeeing Kara's body, and pooling the cum into larger vats to drink up.

Kara laid there in bliss. That orgasms was intense, coupled with delicate licking and rubbing sensations, especially on her neck and nipples. She'd have to convince Jack to do this more often.

Jack was completely absorbed into his feeding task. He took very little pleasure in cupping her breasts or licking her nipples clean of cum. It was all about that delicious white gooey fluid. He hated how much he loved it. He cleaned off Kara's face, intimately aware she was still moaning gently, obviously enjoying his actions.

Kara grew much louder when he moved to her neck, cleaning both sides. She always said she liked neck kisses, he briefly wondered if his new body liked neck kisses now too. He quickly cleared her sternum and moved on to her breasts. They were so large, there was so much surface area to clean, this was almost becoming a hassle, why hadn't he just su--.

Kara let out a louder moan as Jack cleaned her areolae, having used his hands to corral the cum at her nipple. He kept his mind focused on the job, he was hungry, this was food, it was so delicious, and yummy.

Cleaning the breasts, he moved onto her belly, where the cum seemed to be tapering off. Her cock was so long that it couldn't even be aimed in this area. With less and less cum to lick up, Jack's brain started to get ****. The smell was still in the air, he just had to find the rest of it. His mouth continued south, enchanted by the musty smell of her nighttime crotch sweat.

He found the base of her shaft, enjoying the different taste. Not cum, not food, this was more for pleasure. He worked his way up, his longer tongue actually able to wrap around it's thickness as he slid up. Reaching the top, he found what he was looking for, a bit more cum. His mouth descended on her cock head, his tongue swirling around. The head had a different taste than the shaft, and it was rougher, he really liked that for some reason.

Kara let out a squeak as her body shuddered, one hand over mouth, one hand clutching the bed-sheets. She was trying to stay quiet to see how far Jack would go. It's like he doesn't even know his mouth was on her cock, like he's in a trance.

Her breasts were could have made a normal man jizz his pants by the way they danced across her chest. With all her strength, she kept herself from thrusting, she just tried to relax and enjoy the sensations centered on her cock-head.

Jack heard Kara make a sound, but was distracted by a fresh wave of cum shooting into his mouth. He gulped it down as it hit his mouth. Perfect, he knew this was the best spot to get the hottest, freshest cum. Not that cold stuff off the floor, or even the surface-body-temperature stuff from a moment ago. This was the real deal, the cream de la creme. or cream de la cum his thoughts interjected.

Jack pulled off the cock head, not realizing he had just been sucking Kara's cock-head.

"How was it?" Kara asked, her eyes flitted to the head of her cock, which still stood pretty straight, but was slowly deflating.

Jack looked at the tip and put two and two together. "Oh. I.. OK... Wha?" He was surprised, shocked, confused. How did he get to the top of her cock without noticing?

Kara pulled him into an embrace, her sticky saliva and cum covered skin a sharp contrast to Jack's smooth soft body.

"It's OK, sucking cock isn't all that bad. I've done it, and I'm not gross, right?" she whispered. Jack reluctantly nodded and mumbled an agreement.

She pulled away again and reached down for her cock. It was long enough that she could suck herself off if she were so inclined, something she thought maybe she might try later. She brought the head to her lips and kissed it gently, only having to lean forward a little bit. Then, with one arm, she guided Jack towards it gently. Jack was millimeters away from her cock, she could feel his warm breath on her head.

"Go on, kiss it." She cooed. Gently applying **** to his back. Jack closed the distance and gave her cock a kiss on the head. He pulled back slightly and looked at Kara like he did something wrong.

"It's ok my sweet." She said encouragingly. Jack once again, on his own accord, leaned forward and kissed the cock-head. Then slowly, he opened his mouth wider, his tongue snaking out and wrapping around the head base on instinct. His mouth closed down around the head again, and Kara once again felt the magical sucking powers that makes Suckers so good at giving blowjobs.

Kara moaned loudly, which prompted Jack to look up and into her eyes. She smirked "You know, there's more than just the head..."

Jack, having crossed the largest hurdle already, started to slide his mouth down her shaft slowly, unfortunately, he had to stop quite quickly, as the head was now resting at the back of his throat, and had no where to go. However, he discovered he did not have a gag reflex, but that was to be expected too, at least, eventually.

Kara enjoyed the warmth Jack's mouth brought. Disappointed that they were in such an awkward position. she wanted Jack to deep throat her 14 inches like only a Sucker can.

Jack pulled off her cock, wiping his lips. "Thank you." is all he said, as he got up and went to take a shower.

Kara, who had never been all that interested in women, really enjoyed watching her effeminate looking husband, without cock or balls, sporting some juicy c-cup breasts, walk away and into the bathroom. What a piece of ass, and the best part, he wasn't done transforming yet. That got her hard once again and she had to get up out of bed with a rod pointing nearly straight out from her crotch.

As Jack walked towards the bathroom, he felt full and satisfied for the first time in a while. He felt good. He felt awkward, as his gait felt different, wider maybe. The jiggling on his chest was distracting, and the lack of jiggling at his crotch was disconcerting. But few things were as satisfying as a full stomach, Sucker or not.

Fuck, now do men deal with these things? She thinks to herself, not really wishing to change back into a woman, despite the few downsides of being an Owner. She felt like having a cock gave her power, and she didn't want to lose that power before she could test it out on her first Sucker.

After they had showered, Kara found Jack trying to put on his old jeans, wearing his man's underwear. It looked kinda hot, but also very baggy. He was struggling to zip up his jeans over his new hips.

"Here, you need these." Kara said, handing him a pair of black plain panties.

"What? I don't want to wear panties." Jack objected. Still holding the pair.

"Put them on, trust me." She said, a little more forcefully than she meant. Jack stopped arguing, pulled off his pants and loose underwear.

Kara watched him listen to her without further complaint. She knew Suckers were naturally submissive, frankly, she was looking forward to how submissive Jack would become. But to see it in person was something else. She watched as Jack undressed, fiddled with the panties for a second, and slipped his legs into them. She noticed his cock was little more than the beginnings of a clit, and what looks like the start of a pussy was forming, the lips redder than the surrounding area. Her lips curved into a satisfied smile, thoughts of pounding Jack suddenly filled her mind for a moment.

"And these." Kara said, holding out a low-cut bra. She was testing to see how far he would go.

Jack reached out and tried to untangle the bra. He didn't complain, but he clearly didn't know what he was doing. Kara approached, taking the bra back and turning Jack around. She slipped it around his front, clasping the back, slipping his arms under the straps, and jostling it up his body to cup his breasts. She made sure to press herself into him as she did this, then, for good measure, squeezed his bra-covered breasts like he would always do to her.

Jack looked down and could see his nipples just poking over the top. He tried stuffing them in, but there wasn't enough room. He looked over at Kara with a questioning look.

"It looks perfect!" Kara said, a gleam in her eyes.

Jack just lowered his head in shame.

Next she tossed him a white button up shirt from her clothes, so it was a woman's cut. Jack was confused as to why the buttons were on the wrong side at first. Putting it on, his nipples rubbed the shirt and he could just make out his nipples through the shirt. He was pretty sure bras were supposed to cover the nipple, but he couldn't bring himself to argue with Kara right now.

And now, the final test, she tossed him a black skirt. Nothing so tight, just a thigh length business skirt.

That was the line. Skirts are just too feminine. "I.. I can't, that's too much." he said apologetically. He couldn't look Kara in the eye, he was so embarrassed already.

"Alright, alright." Kara admitted and tossed Jack a pair of her black dress pants. The would fit around Jack's hips, but they'd also accentuate his lack of manhood, and expanding ass.

Finally, Jack was dressed. He looked like a slightly mannish woman. No one would mistake him for a man anymore, but they wouldn't think he was a Sucker either. He's at a sweet spot, for now.

"Jack... That name... It doesn't suit you anymore." Kara said, gesturing to the mirror. Jack looked over and didn't even recognize himself anymore. Looking back was a professional looking woman, he would have described her as a 6 or 7 back in his bachelor days.

"How, about 'Julie'?" Kara mused. "I'll submit the paperwork today while I'm at the office. One of the perks of working in the legal field I guess."

Jack's eyes widened in surprise, she phrased it like a question to him, but didn't wait for an answer. It would be difficult for anyone to recognize him as the man he once was. He swallowed hard, forcing himself to accept his new identity.

"Ok, I'm... Julie." He, now She said in her higher pitched voice.

"Good, it suits you," Kara said with a warm smile, allowing him some space to process everything.

"Is this really who I am now?" Julie pondered, her thoughts racing. A mix of fear, acceptance, and curiosity filled her mind. She knew that things would never be the same again, but she also realized that she couldn't change what had happened. All she could do was adapt and face her new reality with courage.

Kara came out of the bedroom last, taking longer to get ready. Julie was just about to head out to her car.

"Ready to face the world?" Kara asked, her confidence radiating as she prepared to leave for work.

"More like ready to face Susan," Julie mumbled under her breath, anxiety gnawing at the pit of her stomach. She knew that encountering Susan, her well-endowed coworker, was inevitable, but the thought still filled her with dread.

Julie couldn't help but notice Kara's newfound boldness. Julie knew the virus would affect their personalities, but couldn't imagine the change would be this dramatic.

Kara was wearing a tight button-up shirt layered beneath her dark jacket that accentuated her voluptuous breasts, while a knee-length skirt clung to her hips just enough to reveal the outline of her balls and the head of her cock.

"Are you sure you want to dress like that?" Julie inquired, her concern evident.

"Absolutely," Kara declared. "I don't see any reason to hide who I am. Besides, confidence is sexy."

Julie pondered Kara's words, wondering if she could ever muster the same level of self-assurance. Her thoughts swirled with images of Susan, her imposing figure a stark reminder of the hierarchy that now governed their lives. The thought of submitting to such a dominant presence both frightened and intrigued her.

"Maybe she's right," Julie thought, her heart rate quickening at the prospect. "Maybe embracing what I'm becoming can be empowering."