"Southern"

You always seem to forget that Nicole is from deep Mississippi. Then again, by the time you met her, she had spent a couple years away from home and dropped her accent. In fact, when you started dating, you were shocked to find that she wasn't always a city girl, but a good 'ol southern belle.

You'd visited her hometown and family a few times in your relationship. It's always odd to go down there and remember that she comes from the land of tractors, trailers and rebel flags. But she's proud of her heritage, loves the cooking and the music. So it's not really a surprise that she chooses to make herself into a southern slut.

The next morning she drops the rest of the details on you.

"I think I need to go away to do it though." She says. And you're sad to hear this. She's your wife and you love her. "I can't become what I need to become unless I'm down there. And I don't know how long it'll take."

What can you say? You want to tell her to stay but she's an independent and often determined woman. You know she won't listen.

So a day later she buys a ticket, packs a light bag, kisses you goodbye and heads to the airport. "When I'm back I'll be everything you want in a slut. And everything I want too." She says. And it occurs to you that this is the last time you'll probably ever see her looking like she does.

Over the next few months you receive the following short emails:

March 24

Already found an apartment and a car. Amazing what men will give you when you let them have their way with you. Settling in nice. Hope you don't miss me too much. Love, Nicole.

April 11

Got a job being a waitress at a Denny's. Don't really need it since I can get most stuff by fuckin but it's good to make connections. I've already fucked most of the staff. Working on the regular customers now. Love, Nicole

April 20

Ran into an old friend. Billy Jim from high school. He's a fat dumb southern guy. Asked me out in high school and I told him No Way. Let him fuck my ass for hours last night. Then he invited over some friends and they all took turns. He says he knows a plastic surgeon and will help turn me into the type of girl that southerners really want. Love, N.

May 4

Plastic surgeon told me he'd never give away surgery for free unless I was the nastiest girl on the planet. Told him to try me. Surgery scheduled for next Tuesday. Love, Nikki

May 8

Billy Jim told me that he don't like me writing to ya. Says that a good slut only cares to please the man she's with. He's got a point. Gonna stop writing for a bit. But I'll come back. Promise. Two more surgeries scheduled. Love what I'm being turned into. Love, Nikki Sue

August 15

Coming home. Gonna be tomorrow. I know, fast. You won't even recognize me. Billy Jim don't mind neither. He told me that he can't be with someone who's been used as many times as me anyway. Says I look too fake for him anyway. Put on clothes today for the first time in months. Feels so weird. Can't wait to get to you and get them off! Love and fucks, Nikki Sue!

And just like that you find yourself standing at your door waiting to see your wife for the first time in months. Waiting to see what she's become. You're excited. You're terrified. You're wildly erect.

The door opens. And the girl standing there looks nothing like your wife. What you see, shocks you.