Wifey

You wake up at 3 a.m. with a full bladder and a mischievous smile already forming on your lips.

You slip out of bed carefully, your taller, curvier body moving with newfound confidence. Your heavy breasts sway, your wider hips and rounder ass feel powerful as you pad toward the bathroom. But then you hear it—your husband’s panicked scream. You rush in and find him standing there in horror, staring down at the almost completely smooth space between his legs.

You step closer, gently pat his head, and grab a piece of toilet paper. You carefully wipe the area and smile softly. “Oh, there she is,” you purr, your voice sweet and teasing. His tiny remnant of a dicklet twitches and pokes out just a little—an innie when soft, now nothing more than a sensitive little nub when it tries to get hard. You giggle playfully. “Well, maybe I should teach you how to use your clit, baby.”

You immediately start rubbing his tiny penis exactly like you play with your own clit—circling the sensitive nub with your fingers, rubbing it gently but firmly. Pleasure explodes through him in a completely new way. His whole body shakes as he experiences a dry orgasm, waves of pleasure crashing over him without shooting any cum. You keep rubbing and lightly fingering the pathetic little dicklet until a few small drops finally appear on your fingertip. You wipe them on his lips, then kiss him deeply, letting him taste his own weak essence while you whisper, “Good girl, honey. Such a cute little clit you have now.”

The rest of the day becomes a nonstop parade of delicious humiliation, and you revel in every second of it.

During the morning hormone scan, you stand proudly beside him while the technicians note his extreme shrinkage and new hypersensitive clit-like nub. They have him stand completely naked as they measure it, openly commenting on how cute and pretty it looks. You smile with pride and keep touching it, making the tiny nub twitch and leak right in front of them. “Look how adorable my baby’s little clit is,” you tell the technicians sweetly, your own pussy growing wetter by the moment.

In the gym locker room the other men stare openly at his smooth, almost flat crotch. When he comes out, you’re waiting. You pat the smooth little area and whisper loud enough for others to hear, “Mmm, your pretty little clit looks so nice today, sissy.” Several people turn their heads, and the flush on his face makes your nipples harden.

The couples intimacy workshop is even more embarrassing for him—and hotter for you. You tell the entire group how your husband’s penis has transformed into the cutest little clit and demonstrate right there in front of everyone. You rub the sensitive nub in slow circles while they watch. He stands there leaking and blushing furiously, his tiny clit throbbing helplessly. “See how easily she gets excited now?” you say proudly. “My perfect little baby dick has become the prettiest clit.”

At the pool your own revealing swimsuit shows off your enhanced goddess body—full breasts, thick ass, glowing skin. His tiny swimsuit shows almost nothing. You keep one hand between his legs the entire time, rubbing his little clit through the fabric underwater while other guests swim nearby. “Does that feel good, Cucky? Everyone’s right here and I’m playing with your cute clit,” you whisper in his ear, edging him mercilessly until he’s trembling.

The afternoon marriage counseling session changes everything. The Family Marriage Therapist listens as you describe all the changes in vivid, filthy detail. Then she suggests trying cuckoldry and gives you the number of a well-known, well-hung stud at the resort. You call him immediately, your voice dripping with excitement, and he agrees to come over that evening.

When the tall, muscular, confident stud arrives, he looks your husband up and down and asks if he’s locked. You laugh softly. “Oh no, he doesn’t have enough dick or balls left to even wear a cage anymore.” The stud smiles. You happily dress your husband in a pair of your lacy pink panties that barely contain his tiny nub, the front already damp with his leaking excitement. Then the stud turns his full attention to you.

He kisses you deeply, his strong hands roaming over your enhanced body—squeezing your heavy breasts, groping your thick ass, sliding between your already soaked thighs. You moan into his mouth, instantly wetter than you’ve been in years. He strips you quickly and lays you on the bed. His cock is massive—thick, long, veiny, easily twice as big as your husband ever was even at his peak. You wrap both hands around it, stroking him while looking over at your husband with lust-filled eyes. “Watch how a real man fucks me, baby,” you say, voice husky with need.

The stud spreads your legs wide and rubs his thick head up and down your dripping pussy. You whimper as he pushes inside, stretching you open so deliciously. Inch after thick inch sinks into you until he’s buried to the hilt. You cry out in pure pleasure, back arching, your big breasts bouncing as he starts thrusting with powerful, confident strokes. The wet slapping sounds of his heavy balls against your ass fill the room. Your husband stands there in his pink panties, his tiny clit throbbing helplessly in the lace as he watches you get fucked.

“Fuck me with that big cock,” you moan loudly. “So much bigger than my husband’s little clit!” The stud pounds you harder, changing angles until you cum hard, your pussy squeezing and pulsing around his thick shaft. He doesn’t stop. He flips you onto all fours and slams back inside you from behind. You push back against him like a whore, moaning shamelessly. He reaches around and rubs your swollen clit while fucking you, making you cum again even harder.

You glance over at your husband the whole time, loving the humiliated arousal on his face. “Look at how a real man takes me, Cucky. This is what my pussy needs now.” The stud destroys your pussy through multiple screaming orgasms, making you cum louder than you ever have with your husband. Finally he groans and unloads deep inside you, pumping you full of thick, hot cum. When he pulls out, it pours out of your stretched, gaping pussy in heavy white streams.

You look at your husband with a wicked, satisfied smile. “Clean me up, baby.” He crawls between your legs obediently and starts licking another man’s cum from your well-fucked pussy while the stud watches and strokes his still-hard cock. You moan and grind against your husband’s face, feeding him every drop. “That’s it, sissy… eat a real man’s load out of your wife.”

The stud fucks you two more times that night. Once with you riding him reverse cowgirl so your husband has the perfect view of every thick inch sliding in and out of your creamy pussy. Once with your legs pinned back, pounding you so deep you can see your belly bulge with each thrust. Each time he fills you with another massive load. Each time you make your husband crawl between your legs and clean you thoroughly, his tongue lapping up every drop while you stroke his tiny clit with your toes.

By the end of the night you’re glowing with satisfaction, your pussy red, swollen, and overflowing with cum. The stud kisses you deeply one last time and tells you to call him anytime you need a real man. After he leaves, you pull your husband—still in those cum-stained pink panties—into bed beside you. You cup his smooth little area, gently rubbing his pathetic clit while you whisper, “You’re no longer my husband in the old way, wifey. You’re my cute little clit owner, my eager cleanup boy, my perfect sissy cucky. And I love you even more like this.”

You fall asleep with his face nestled against your cum-filled pussy, your hand possessively cupping his tiny nub, already dreaming about the next stud you’ll invite over.