To Match His Wife

“I promise…” he hesitated. It was a rushed and sudden idea, and Sarah’s assets rubbing against him didn’t make Tom’s mind work faster on coming up with what to promise.

He didn’t want to disappoint her by doing nothing, but each second she spent squeezing her breasts up against his chest, with her hands sensually tracing up and down his ass, it left him horny, flustered, with a blank mind, and a wife waiting eagerly on him and what he’d say. She just waited expectantly, edging Tom along the longer he was paralyzed from choice.

It was exhilarating to not be the one initiating things in the bedroom, the return to her younger body giving Sarah so much energy and confidence in herself and what she was doing, leaving him dragged along on her whims

I wish I could be as confident as her right now…

And Tom’s brain latched onto that thought as his eyes settled on the breasts that were barely separated from touching him by a thin towel. If Sarah wanted an impossible promise to **** him to keep, what would be better than something to change him entirely?

He looked back up to meet her eyes, still flustered but with half an idea set for what to say, starting it before he could rethink it, “I promise to… To turn into you for the next half hour,” Tom almost felt himself cringe at the words after saying them, but it was the best he could come up with before a full minute could pass.

Sarah for her part was amused by it, “Oh? Now that is quite the promise…” she felt something like a thread on her hand and looked down to see there was a golden string she was now holding that connected to Tom’s chest. He followed her gaze but looked back up confused. She smirked at the sight, “I think I’ll hold you to that,” the unseen string seemed to disappear in a wave of sparks, going from her hand all the way up to Tom’s chest before vanishing inside.

That was when he felt something shift inside him. Like a hundred hands rubbing and grasping the inside and outs of his stomach, his ribs, his legs, his arms, every part of his body without any pain but instead a steady pressure that left him gasping for breath, shivering as he stumbled back from Sarah who let him go while he raised a hand to his chest, “I feel… I feel weird...”

Before she could do more than take a single step backwards to the desk to grab her phone, Tom’s body started glowing golden. She was stuck staring as his form was getting smaller and smaller. Inch by inch he lost until he reached his wife’s height, his stomach continuing to shrink while his hips and thighs inverted outwards until he had the same sized ass as her. His shoulders and arms got thinner while his face got softer, his hair lengthening down to the middle of his now much smaller back. His hands, so much smaller and feminine now, were on his chest as it swelled up like a pair of water balloons, bit by bit it increased until it was C-cup breasts under thimble sized nipples that stuck out from between his fingers.

“Oh… God…” he was still panting, his voice getting steadily higher over the course of the changes, now a perfect replica of her own voice. Sarah couldn’t help getting turned on as he added moans in at the addition of breasts, letting the towel drop as she joined in rubbing her own breasts while Tom felt their pleasures for the first time.

It was finally the last change, Sarah looking forward to it as she got down to the carpet to look his crotch in her eyes, “Look at that… It’s so small already.”

Tom glanced down, and his breath hitched as he saw it. His dick, normally so large and something he felt pride in, was barely half the length of his pinky and sitting above a ballsack the size of his thumb.

“It- Ohhh…” he groaned out as he reached a hand down, the penis between his fingers hyper-sensitive, feeling unbelievably good. His legs wobbled but his hand felt **** to hold on, the pleasure building even as it shrank further and further down to a tiny nub. He felt a big wave of it all come crashing down as his balls shot up, his skin splitting with a thunderous orgasm that left him falling to the floor with a cry, “Ahhhh~!”

_“Ohhh…” _Sarah reached her own climax, one hand in her pussy while the other massaged her breasts. She got a full view of the whole thing, seeing the glow finally leave her husband as she was finally a full copy of Sarah.

“That… That was…” the pressure was gone, but Tom still felt winded from the experience, her new body so sensitive that she almost felt ready to cum again.

“I’d call this experiment a success,” Sarah reach over to grab the breast of her husband-turned-doppleganger, triggering another groan, “Now then… Shall we do some more, Tom?”

She looked up to Sarah, her eyes needy and full of desire, “Yes… Ohhh, please…!”