Cock Sucker

You could not stop smiling as you held your wife’s hand, the two of you walking through the sleek glass doors of the resort clinic together. Her heels clicked confidently beside you. Her sundress hugged every perfect curve she had fought so hard for, full heavy breasts, narrow waist, and wide hips that swayed with every step. The hormones had transformed her into the most beautiful woman you had ever seen. Long silky hair, soft feminine face, and that confident smile that always made your heart race. She was yours. Your perfect woman.

The staff at the front desk did a subtle double take. You were used to it by now. People always noticed the stunning woman on the arm of a tall straight man like you. But today you felt proud walking in with her for the optimization program. Trial injections, advanced treatments, and a full in resort stay to reignite and supercharge everything between you.

You were led to a private suite. The air smelled faintly of lavender and something muskier that stirred your blood. The nurses stayed professional until your wife slipped out of her sundress during the baseline exam. Then their eyes widened.

Her thick heavy cock sprang free, long and girthy, resting against her smooth shaved thighs. Eight inches of potent shecock that you knew so well. The room went quiet. Jaws dropped. A couple of the male orderlies stared openly.

You cleared your throat and pulled her close, arm wrapped possessively around her waist. "She is my wife," you said firmly, kissing her temple. "Beautiful, right? I am straight. Always have been. But she is the only woman I have ever needed. The only one who has ever been perfect for me."

She melted against you and you felt a surge of love and pride. The doctor nodded with understanding and the process moved forward.

Day 1 - The Trial Injections

The nurses gave her the injections right there in the suite. You held her hand the whole time. One shot in the hip. The second far more intimate, delivered directly to her prostate area. The nurses explained the expected effects: heightened sensitivity, massive libido boost, enhanced pleasure pathways.

They left you alone and the change in her was almost immediate.

Her skin flushed. Her full breasts rose and fell with quickening breaths. But instead of begging to be fucked, her thick cock surged to full hardness, veins pulsing, the heavy head already leaking precum down her shaft. Her eyes locked on you with a new kind of hunger.

"Baby," she whimpered, voice husky and desperate. "The shots... they made me so horny. But not the usual way. I need to put it in. I need to fuck. Please help me."

You stared at her massive erection. Your own cock was hard from the sight of her, but this was new territory. In all your marriage she had topped you only a handful of times early on. You identified as straight. You were the one who fucked her. Yet the desperate need in her eyes made something twist in your gut.

She stepped closer, breasts heaving, her thick eight inch shecock bobbing heavily in front of you. "Please. I have never needed anything like this. My shecock is aching. It feels so full. I am begging you, husband. Help your wife. Suck me. Just your mouth tonight. I need to cum so badly."

You swallowed hard. Reluctance warred with the strange arousal the shots had also stirred in you. "You are my perfect woman," you murmured. "My beautiful wife. I am straight. But... okay. For you. Just this once."

She guided you gently to your knees. Your heart pounded as her thick cock bobbed right in front of your face. The heavy head glistened with precum. Her hands threaded through your hair.

"Open for me," she whispered, voice thick with lust. "Take your wife's shecock."

You hesitated only a moment, then parted your lips. The first touch of her hot, smooth head on your tongue sent a strange jolt through you. She tasted salty and musky. You sucked the head inside, swirling your tongue awkwardly at first. She moaned loudly, hips twitching.

"Oh fuck yes," she groaned. "Just like that. You look so good with my big cock in your mouth."

The praise made your own cock throb in your pants. You took more of her, stretching your lips around her girth. She was thick and heavy on your tongue. You bobbed slowly, taking half her length, sucking and licking while your hand stroked the base. Wet sounds filled the room.

She rocked gently into your mouth, fucking your face with careful but needy thrusts. "More, baby. Suck your wife's cock," she begged. "I need to cum down your throat. Please."

You sucked harder, cheeks hollowing, working your tongue along the underside. Her balls rested against your chin. Her thick shecock pulsed on your tongue. The injections had made her incredibly sensitive. She did not last long.

"I am going to cum," she warned, voice breaking.

You kept sucking. She erupted with a loud moan. Thick heavy ropes of cum flooded your mouth. You swallowed as much as you could, the taste strong and salty, but some leaked from the corners of your lips. She kept pumping, feeding you load after load. You had never felt her cum so much.

Even after that massive orgasm her cock stayed rock hard. She panted above you. "Again. Please do not stop. I need more."

You sucked her through a second load, then a third. Your jaw ached but you kept going for her. She fucked your throat more confidently now, moaning praises about how good you made her feel. Her heavy tits bounced as she rocked into your mouth. Her balls slapped against your chin. Cum dripped down your chest by the end.

Hours blurred together. You serviced her again and again with your mouth. She used your throat gently but insistently, cumming on your tongue, on your face, and across your lips. Each time she thanked you and called you perfect for helping your beautiful trans wife. You stayed on your knees or on the bed while she fed you her thick shecock, driven by the overwhelming need the shots had created in her.

By the early morning she had emptied herself many times. Her balls finally started to calm. You were exhausted, voice hoarse, face and chest covered in her cum. She pulled you up and kissed you deeply, tasting herself on your tongue.

"Thank you," she whispered, nuzzling close. "That was the first time in our marriage I needed to top so badly. The shots did this to me. Your perfect woman just needed to use her big shecock."

You held her tight, still processing the night. Your own cock had stayed hard the whole time even though you had not cum. "You are still my only woman," you said hoarsely. "We will figure out whatever this program does to us together."

She smiled, already drifting off with her spent cock resting against your thigh. You lay there holding your beautiful wife, body marked by her pleasure, mind spinning with the new intensity the optimization had brought to your straight love for her.