A Huge Brazilian Mom booty

Driving to work I could hardly concentrate; my ass was killing me, and my nipples were very sensitive. Just my nipples rubbing against my shirt was turning me on, I could feel them getting hard. Hopefully, I would not have to take my suit jacket off or else anyone at work would see my hard nipples poking through my shirt. I had no clue how I would explain that to my coworkers. As I headed up to my office my shirt continued to rub against my nipples causing a moan to escape my lips while walking up a flight of stairs. It was such a foreign feeling, to get turned on by nipple play and even let out a lewd moan from it. This caused me to panic a little glad that no one was in the stairwell with me.

Finally getting to my office I had to adjust myself to get comfortable. The sensations from my shirt rubbing against my nipples had me hard as a rock. Hoping no one would enter my office I unbuttoned my shirt enough to slide one hand inside and touched one of my nipples. The electric shock I felt from it was almost enough to make me orgasm. I fought hard not to soil myself and pulled my hand out of my shirt. Doing my best to adjust myself and ignore the pleasure from my nipples I went about my day. I did my best to act normally when anyone came into my office. I got one strange look from one of my female coworkers. She had seen the outline of my hard cock and even gave me a lewd smile before she left.

As the day wound down, I thought about what Carrie had said before I left. How she wanted to know what kind of ass I wanted for the next part of my changes. She would want an answer from me, she had given me the day to think about it and I knew what I wanted. The vision of my body had always been the same from the time this fantasy had started. I thought about my mother's body and how sexy it was, how her curves only seemed to grow with each passing year. Her hips were something out of a fantasy novel, calling them childbearing hips would be an understatement. If I had to describe them, they would be brood mother hips. They were so wide and alluring, watching them sway as she walked was what I wanted.

I thought about her ass and how massive it was, it was the perfect counterbalance to her breasts. Imagining myself with an ass bigger than my mother's, feeling it juggle and bounce with each step I took. To feel Carries hands grope it and smack it as she fucked me from behind was more than I could take. I moaned and found myself absentmindedly rubbing my nipple through my shirt. The pleasure was almost better than what I got from rubbing my dick. I continued rubbing my nipple and it didn’t take long before I came in my seat. My nipples were so sensitive and the pleasure they now gave me was beyond anything I could imagine.

After calming down and cleaning myself up I headed back home to wait for Carrie to get off work. While home I did my best to fulfil my new role as the woman of the house. I went about cleaning up the house and then started to make dinner. While I cooked the door opened and then closed and I heard Carrie call out.

“Honey I’m home! Whatever you are cooking smells good.” Carrie called out.

I felt Carrie walk up behind me and wrap her arms around my chest. She started to tease my nipples causing me to moan out in pleasure. She let out a laugh and then moved a hand to my ass. I felt her finger slide between my cheeks and start to toy with my still sore hole. Letting out a gasp, I pull away from her invading finger.

“What’s the matter, baby? Did I go a little too hard on you last night? You sure seemed to love having your ass fucked last night.” Carrier cooed and patted my ass softly. “So, have you thought about what kind of ass you want?”

Turning around I smiled at her and led her to the kitchen table. I served her plate first then got my own and sat down across from her. “I’ve thought about this for as long as I have had this fantasy babe.” I was so turned on by this entire experience, having a fiancé who was turned on by my fantasy as much as I was. My cock strained against my underwear and my nipples ached for attention. “I... I want to have hips like my mother's, so wide and alluring. I want my ass to be a huge Brazilian mom ass. I will need it to be huge like my mother's to balance me out for when my tits get huge.” I felt my face flush as I explained more of my fantasy to my future wife.

Carrie eyed me up and down and watched me struggle to contain my excitement. “I had hoped you would want that. I had so much fun fucking you last night, I never knew how much of a slut you could be. To walk up behind you like I did today and see a huge jiggly ass sticking out just begging to be filled.” She thought about the massive toy that I had wanted to get fucked with. “If you want to take that giant toy you pointed out. You will need an ass like that to take such a huge toy.” She giggled.

We finished eating dinner and I cleaned up the dishes like a good wife. I heard the shower turn on upstairs while I was cleaning. Once all the mess from dinner was cleaned up, I headed upstairs to join Carrie. Entering the bathroom, it was full of steam from the shower. Hearing Carrie moan made me look in her direction and I saw her silhouette. She was standing with her back to me, her hands between her legs as another moan escaped her lips. Stripping down I joined her in the shower, the warm water against my chest made me shiver in pleasure. I looked down and was shocked to see the changes in my chest. My nipples were larger, and my areola had widened and started to look puffy. Instinctively my hands went to my chest to examine the changes, the pleasure from touching my nipples made me moan out like Carrie was.

Hearing my moan, Carrie turned around and I was greeted by a long double dildo sticking out from her pussy. She grinned at me as she examined my developing chest. “Would you look at that, it’s only been one day, and your chest is starting to look like a girl’s. I can’t wait till they are proper breasts and see them bounce with each step you take.”

Carrie comes close to me and gently starts to rub my chest causing me to moan out. I have noticed that my moans are starting to get a bit higher and more girly. Slowly she guides me to turn around and face the glass as she positions herself behind me. Feeling the toy brush up against my ass I spread my legs in anticipation of what’s to come. Carrie slowly pushes the toy inside my once virgin hole and a combination of moan and grunt escapes my lips. I slowly push back against her wanting to feel the toy fully inside me. Her hands rest on my hips as she starts to fuck me slowly with the dildo.

“You like this don’t you my little anal slut, my little size queen?” Carrie giggles as I moan out in response to her thrusts.

It does not take long for me to start shaking as I start to cum. My hard cock erupts my seed against my stomach and the glass. I feel Carries hands grip my ass tightly as she starts to pound me harder. I start to grunt and moan with each thrust; I can feel my cock bobbing up and down as she continues to fuck me. Leaning up against the glass wall one of my hands moves down to my nipple and I start to toy with it. I imagine myself fully transformed; my giant breasts pushed up against the glass. Carries hands grabbing onto my huge ass, smacking it while she calls me her slutty housewife.

“This is what you wanted; I knew you had a secret fetish. I just didn’t think you wanted it for yourself, I imagined that you would want me to be what you are turning yourself into. I’ve always known you were into huge tits; I’ve seen the way you sneak looks at your mom’s huge jugs.” Carrie teased me as I came once again.

All I could do was grunt and moan out as she teased me, as she put into words just how fucked up I was. Ever since I had discovered that I had a thing for my mother's huge breasts I had jerked off every night imagining what it would be like to have a body like hers. To have breasts so large they always got in the way and made normal everyday things difficult. It started out I wanted breasts like hers, but soon though it turned into me wanting to be larger and better than her. My fantasies of growing closer to my mother because we both had giant breasts. How we would share stories of being lewdly hit on or lusted after because people only saw us for our tits.

Finally exhausted I fall to my knees; my ass did not hurt as much this time. I had lost count of the number of times I had cum. Carrie helped me up and we dried off, she was looking for my chest and examining the changes. When she rubbed my chest with the towel to dry me off, I let out a loud moan. I could feel my dick trying to get hard, the stimulation from my nipples was so strange and I only wanted to feel it more. She giggled as she tweaked my nipples once then walked off naked to the bedroom. I found myself watching her hips sway and could not wait till I could walk like that.

“Well, my little slut wifey, are you going to come to bed or sit there and play with your little titties all night.” Carrie teased looking back at me before she rounded the corner to our bed.

This snapped me back to reality and I found both my hands softly rubbing my nipples. I knew this was wrong, the doctor had warned us to avoid nipple stimulation. It felt so damn good though, I never wanted this feeling to stop. If I caused permanent changes to the nerves that made them more sensitive the better, I thought. I slowly walk to join Carrie in bed and hear her let out a soft moan, the sound of her favorite vibrator buzzing away inside her pussy. As I crawl into bed next to her, I feel the bed shake and hear her cry out.

“Oh, fuck yes! I love this toy! I just wish I didn’t wear you out so you could be inside me instead. Maybe if you play with your little titties some more you can get hard and replace my little toy.” Carrie grins at me knowing what continual stimulation of my nipples would do.

Doing as she said I watch her fuck herself with her toy, reaching down I tease and toy with my nipples trying to get hard so I could do the fucking as well. Feeling my cock start to harden I grin at her, and she looks down to see my cock now hard again. She crooks her finger at me seductively pulling her vibrator out and hands it to me. As I reach over to set it down on the bed, she shakes her finger back and forth at me.

“I want you to clean that toy up, taste my pussy juices, we can't leave that toy dirty now, can we?” I look at her for a minute and position myself between her legs. She pulls me into her as I slowly work the vibrator inside my mouth, I had never done anything like this before and wondered if she would make me start sucking her toys off after she fucks me. I had done it to her many times, and I figured it was only fair for me to return the favor. I might even learn to like it, hell I cum my brains out when she fucks me. Once the toy was clean of all her pussy juices, I go to set it down and once again she grins at me and shakes her finger back and forth.

“Turn it back on baby, I want to watch you toy with your nipples as you fuck me. Show me that you can still fuck me like a man even though you will be my loving wife with giant breasts.” Carrie grins at me while she waits for me to turn the vibrator on.

Once the toy hit my nipples, I moaned out loudly and felt myself slipping away. The rest of the night was a blur once again. I don’t know how long we fucked into the night or what else Carrie had me do. All I know is that my nipples sent so much pleasure shooting to my brain it was overwhelming. I was starting to get addicted to the pleasure they gave me. Was this a side effect that the doctor had warned us about I wondered. If it felt this good, I didn’t mind a side effect like this, hell all of my fantasies revolved around this, and it only made it better.

Waking up groggily, I looked around the room, Carrie was gone, and I looked over at the clock. I started to panic when I saw it was eleven a.m., I had slept in and was late for work. I jumped out of bed and started to get dressed when I saw a note lying next to the clock. Picking it up I started to read it.

Dear Wifey,

I turned off your alarm so you could sleep in. Don’t worry about work, I called in for you and told them you were sick. They will not expect you back in for the rest of the week. Relax and I expect you to be dressed up for me when I get home. I left you some things in the closet to put on, and I expect everything to be on when I get home.

Love, Carrie

Walking to the closet naked I felt the cool air on my nipples and they instantly hardened. When I got to the closet, I saw the clothes she had laid out for me. On a stool in the middle of the closet was a matching lace bra and panties set. I looked at them and felt a shiver of excitement as I examined them. Next, I saw a small skirt and shirt combo, they looked cute, and I wondered what I would look like in them. A pair of flats I found in my size were also sitting below the stool, the final thing though that excited me more than it should was a decent-sized butt plug. A note was under it and I pulled it free.

If you ever want to be a proper size queen, you will need to train your ass constantly. I expect to find you fully dressed and wearing your plug. We will slowly increase its size till you can fit that monster toy you drooled over at the store.

Lubing the toy up I shudder as I slide it in my ass, with a grunt the toy locks tightly inside my ass. It feels strange as I walk over and get dressed in the clothes Carrie picked out for me. The lace panties feel so nice against my skin and cock. It took me a minute, but I figured out how to put the little bra on my chest. The fabric against my nipples felt so much better than my shirt did yesterday. I finish getting dressed and walk out of the closet, standing in front of a full-length mirror I look at myself. I looked so strange, I knew my body would change and I would get more treatments to fill me out and feminize my body in the ways I wanted. Now though I looked like a man in drag, although the little bumps on my chest gave away my secret.

While waiting for Carrie to get off work I read many articles online on how to be a good housewife. The feeling was so surreal, me sitting at home wearing a skirt and girly clothes reading article after article on how to be the best housewife I could be. The day seemed to zoom by, and I soon heard the door close letting me know Carrie was home. I felt ashamed that I had not started dinner and worried that she would be upset with me. I ran to the kitchen to start making something for dinner for us.

Carrie walks up behind me and feels up my ass, I can feel her hands exploring till she finds the plug and coos in my ear. “You are such a good girl; I can forgive you for not having dinner ready this time.” She reaches around and toys with my nipples and I almost fall to the ground in pleasure.

“Oh god! Carrie, I almost came from you just grabbing my chest.” I pant and try and steady myself in her arms.

“Well, how about we skip dinner and take turns fucking each other. This time you can fuck me like a slut first.” She grins at me and holds my hand as she pulls me up to the bedroom.