She cums in and on him...a lot.

The rest of that day was half-normal weekend stuff for the married couple, and half-erotic fantasies. They’d be watching television, cuddling like normal, but when out of nowhere Sarah would start getting hard again, they’d hit pause and it was Tom’s job to relieve her, right then and there. Then, that done, they’d get back to the show. While Sarah was cooking, while she was reading, while she took a shower. Over and over, as soon as the refractory period was up, it was time for Tom to take it on or in him, depending on what Sarah preferred in the moment.

By the time they were heading to bed, Sarah told her husband, “Strip down for me. Let’s see what we’ve done so far.” After a total of ten more loads, half in him and half on him, Tom looked pretty different. He was still recognizably himself, but anyone who knew him would notice something out of place. His hair was longer, silkier. His arms and legs were thinner, with less muscle and hair. His breasts were still small, but undeniably larger than before. His butt had grown quite a bit, becoming perkier too, and his stomach was losing weight for the beginning of an hourglass figure. His cock was a lot smaller, as were his balls. Clearly, Sarah liked what she saw. “Not bad,” she purred, “for a start.”

The next day was more of the same. The refractory periods for Sarah’s cock were getting smaller, her loads larger, and the changes to Tom’s body were getting more and more ****. By midday, his hair had grown out to his mid-back, he had a beautiful feminine face, and his breasts were larger than Sarah’s. Anyone who looked at him would think he was a woman. The only trace of his previous manhood were his tiny genitals. But also swallowing Sarah’s eleventh load during lunch, the finally changed. Tom let out a squeak at the odd sensation, his voice having become higher and more feminine. Sarah looked as he pulled his underwear down to see what was happening, and they both watched as his cock and balls finally gave up the fight, retreating inside his body and leaving only a slit behind.

They both froze. Tom’s mind had been in a sexual haze, unable to imagine real consequences as he changed. But now there was no denying what had been done. It was clear Sarah saw the significance of it too. Looking at her face, Tom could see she was happy, but also conflicted. “Are you...okay with this?” she asked, quietly. “This has been a weird, fun weekend...but are you actually okay becoming a woman for me?” She had no clue that Tom had done this to himself with his wish, but even when he’d made it he hadn’t expected it to go this far. Was he okay with becoming a woman?