Confessing desires

That night she taunted Tom by being super slutty with him. It clearly made him uncomfortable seeing her behave like a bitch in heat but he was so excited by the transformation that he had not wished for that he still got fully erect and he penetrated her doggy style as she spewed filth at him "Fuck me, baby. Fuck my dirty little cunt. Does it feel good? Do you like my pussy wrapped around your dick?" She slammed her hips into his in a display of erotic aggression. If it hadn't been so disconcerting to Tom he wouldn't have lasted the handful of pumps he had. To add insult to injury she pulled off his cock as he came somewhat ruining his orgasm "Not good enough" she said, "You have to do better to cum in me."

A little while later they were lying in bed together more couple-like. She told him about her plans for a long weekend with Jim. "Do you think you will cope?" she asked.

"Do I have a choice?"

She thought about it "No not really. I get to see him when I want and it's been longer than I would like so I'm going to make up for lost time."

"Well, I guess I have to cope then. Sarah?" he looked anxious "I've been thinking. Maybe we should tell Jim I know you are sleeping with him."

Sarah looked at Tom a little taken aback "What makes you say that?"

"I, ugh, I hate confessing these things it's always so mortifying. I'm getting really excited that he feels as though he's better than me. This whole transformation thing has been driving me wild. I'm pretty much incapable of having normal sex with you as I'm so permanently excited I haven't lasted more than a couple of minutes in weeks. I wonder how he's responded to know that I know you are cheating on me and doing things for him but I'm just putting up with it so you'll stay with me?"

"Ha, he'd probably love it" she thought for a moment. "I would miss it a bit. I quite enjoyed getting one over on him too. I would listen to him talk shit about you but I knew that you weren't the idiot he thinks you are. Whilst I still don't think you are an idiot it basically confirms all the trash he's ever said" and I've said with his encouragement she thought with a pang of guilt.

"I don't mind what he thinks about me but belittling me does seem to be something he likes. You could use it to please him and..." he went quiet.

Sarah looked at him with anticipation "And what?"

"And, I would like to see you with him."

"You want to watch? I don't..."

"No, not watch. I want a picture or maybe a video. I thought if he was trying to humiliate me he might be happy to send something."

"Oh, I see. That does kind of make sense. Are you okay?" she asked as Tom looked like he was going to throw up.

"Yea, even after all you've done, confessing things is still hard and I feel like I'm going to cringe myself to ****."

Sarah thought for a moment before she said "Would it help if I made a confession too?"

Tom's interest was peaked "Maybe, what have you done now?"

"Not like that. I've been really enjoying changing myself to torment you. It's really getting me off, I get really horny every time I think about it and when I'm doing something I get even more turned on and, well I know how much you love my body but I keep fantasising about changing it."

"You know I wouldn't want you to do that don't you?"

Sarah bit her lip and nodded "That's why it's such a turn-on because I know you wouldn't want me to change but making myself more sexual, more obvious and maybe even a bit tackier torments you and I know that torment drives you wild. It turns you on and upsets you at the same time and it makes me want to do it more. The thing is I don't really want surgery but I really want the look that surgery would give me."

Tom's voice remained neutral as he spoke, falling back on calm emotionlessness as a defence against the turmoil he was feeling "What would you change if you could?"

"My breasts definitely. I don't know if I'd go huge but I'd love to have the firm orbs that would compliment my new look and maybe plump my lips a bit. There are other changes but they aren't really practical."

"Like what?"

"I'd love to be more dainty but I'm already slim so I'd be **** to lose weight but the idea of being somehow more delicate so when Jim was fucking me I felt truly powerless under him or when he moves me around is just, thrilling. Still, that's not possible and I just can't see myself going under the knife."

A self-destructive bomb had gone off in Tom's head. The way she talked was doing things to him he struggled to process but with the power, he possessed his first thought was: How can I make this happen?

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