You are complete

The room went t dark. You heard a hiss… knockout gas…

Your eyes became heavy. The world became a blur, a confusing, messy blur.

They reopened.

“Ugh…” you moan.

“Congratulations.” Dante says.

“Is it… over?”

“Yes, my dear, and might I say you may be our masterpiece of feminization.”

He helped you up and you got a look at yourself in the mirror.

You had long, flowing black hair, pouty lips, GG cup breasts, a narrow waist, and most importantly of all, under your new housewife dress, was a sloppy wet pussy.

“Oh… thank you so much” you cry, turning to look at him. Your programming took over and you kissed him.

This wasn’t the first time you’d kissed a man. After your wife died, you could not see yourself with any other woman, and had turned to men for your sexual release.

Most of the time you’d do so dressed in your women’s clothes, but the men fucking you knew full well who you were.

You’d even had a secret boyfriend for about four years. He’d already had a husband, you were his thing on the side, and he broke it off when their relationship was rebuilt.

“Mmm…” you moan “tell me, Dante, are you married?”

“Yes, of course… but I think I know where this is going and what she doesn’t know won’t hurt her… besides, she’s a housewife like you…”

You sat back down as he undid his suit pants. He lifted the front of your gown and lined his cock up with your new pussy.

“You sure about this?”

“Even before today my urge was to submit. Now it’s my nature. Now… Make me a real woman!”

Dante smiled and his cock found itself deep, deep inside you.

“Oh, oh yes, you beast of a man. Cum inside me… please…”

“I’m going to let your new husband have that honor… but…”

He extracted his cock

“Suck” he commanded. As if on its own, your body began to take his cock in your hands and guiding it to your mouth.

Soon, his warm, salty spunk was finding it’s way down your mouth.