You continue looking for Marie

You head down the stairs, turn in the hall way and open the little door under the stairs that leads to the basement. You can hear the rumbling of the washing machine, the sound is deafening as it bounces off the walls, you squeeze through the door your fat belly fighting you, as if it knows that soon it will be disappearing, for a short time anyway. Over the sound of the vibrating machines you hear the sound of the ricked stairs struggling to support your weight, as you descend you spot your lovely wife with her back turned to you.

You don't want to zap her yet, you wouldn't want to miss so you step on to the cool concrete and approach her. You can smell the washing power and Marie's perfume but some thing else lingers in the air, it doesn't smell like damp but what would you know you've not been down here in years. Your wife is folding clothes, her focus set entirely on the task, it's hot outside but the heat of the summer hasn't reached the basement yet so why is a bead of sweat running down your wife's neck. As you watch it slid down you realize that her face is very red and that out of the corner of her eyes she must be able to see you but she is pretending not to see you.

You are confused by this behavior, does she hate the way you look so much that she doesn't want to look at you until she has to? You knew you'd gotten fatter over the years without noticing, until someone at the office party refused to believe that a smoking hot milf like Marie would be marriage to a fatso like you, it was then you really saw in the mirror what you'd become, what everyone else saw. You'd started to work really hard to lose weight but you'd also notice the gap that'd grow over the years between you and Marie, a gap that'd grown not just because of the weight gain but something else. You'd searched online for something that could help you understand what Marie felt, what could help close that gap, something that could fix your sex life, that answer came in the two pens now in your sweaty fingers. You reached out to touch her face, an angelic face, you loved her so much but as you did you saw her shudder like she was repulsed by your slovenly form. You almost cried, it was too late, she already hated you, you hung you head in shame although your double chins stopped you hanging your face to low.

You turned to leave when you caught that smell again, it was some how familiar, it was a smell you hadn't smelt in a long time but now you recognised you could not get it out of your nose. It was the smell of a sex goddesses pussy in heat, you turned back around and saw you wife shudder, a shudder that seemed to originate from her crotch, you lifted the black pen and zapped her. Marie's body crumbled and fell to the floor a second behind the dildo that had been vibrating away in her tight love hole. You picked up Marie's skin and shook the clothes that still hung to her deflated skin off, her blank eyeless face looked back at you, as you stood there you began to realize why Marie spent so much time down here. No one came down here, the noise, the vibrating machines, the ease of cleaning any clothes that got sweaty, being able to see anyone open the door before they could see in this was the perfect secret masturbating room. Now all you had to do was wear your wife's skin, zap your self with the brown pen giving you all her memories and bingo your marriage was fixed.

Slipping into your wife was easier said that done, the large hole in the back of her skin allowed you to pull your legs down into hers, helped by the fact that Marie's toned legs were quite large due to all the exercise but the hard bit came after you tugged her hips on. Again her lovely large ass helped fit your much larger behind in but then you had to say goodbye to your prick, when you'd been young in had been the biggest in the locker room now it'd been swallowed by the layers of fat that rolled from your body in every direction. You thought about for another second before heaving Marie's scrunched up skin in below your belly, you immediately felt what Marie felt just before you zapped her. It was like nothing you'd ever felt before, it was like a need to be filled, to be touched, to sink into pleasures like no other, you tried to bend down to pick up the dildo still vibrating no the floor but your fat belly stopped you and then the feeling was gone. It was replaced by a dull tingling, you wiped the sweat running from your face, you now understood why Marie hadn't remove the dildo from her needy pussy.

It was a long fight to get you belly into Marie, at least over half an hour that meant no quick suiting up for you if you needed to get into a skin, not that you would be doing it again this was a one time thing then the pens get put in a safe place. It involved a lot of swearing, shouting, pulling, heaving, squashing, forcing but eventually your fat belly was gone, it'd hurt a lot and for a few moments you thought Marie might rip but she didn't, you hoped you'd be better at it next time, not that there would be a next time but if there was you thought you might be able to do it a bit quicker now you knew the skin was tight but didn't seem able to rip. Marie's tits came next and you were surprised to see that your man boobs were bigger than hers impressive knockers. You were so excited about how different your body now felt you didn't pause before you pulled on Marie's face and hair, it was dark for a few second before you realized you had your eyes closed. You opened them to a whole new you, you felt the neediness of your pussy increase and your nipples stand on end, you really did want that dildo inside of you but should you first zap yourself with the brown memory pen?

(Author: Seawolf)