You become Isaac’s slut

Three months have passed and never once did you turn back into a guy. Then again, you weren’t you anymore. The female persona the curse put into your body, the slutty nymphomaniac, is now in full control, and she has chosen to become Isaac’s girlfriend.

Every day, you fuck Isaac at least once, sometimes even more. Today was one of those.
This morning you woke up in Isaac’s bed and started your day by sucking off his dick. When Isaac awoke as well, you turned around and offered him to ride you like a bitch.
Now, during the evening, it was your time to ride him.

You had just pushed your naked boyfriend on the bed and straddled his hips. You grab his dick, aim it at your pussy, and slower yourself on his shaft. Then you ride him like the slut you are.
“Mmmmh, Isey.” You moan. “Have I ever told you how grateful I am for locking me in this female form?”
“Every day.” Isaac replies, a big grin appearing on his lips.
You place a finger on one of your nipples and push it into your large breast.
“How does it feel to have gotten rid of your best friend?”
Isaac takes hold of your hips and says “Best thing I’ve ever done.” Then thrusts his cock up.
You almost lose your balance and giggle.
“Hihihi. Oh Isey, you’re so bad.”

As you continue to ride Isaac, you place a hand on your belly. You leave it to rest on a slight bulge, the proof of your lasting femininity.
“What do you think, Isey?” Boy or girl?”
“I don’t mind either way.” Isaac replies. “Just promise me that once you give birth, you let me put in another as quick as you can.”
“Iseeeey,” You say, quite surprised at his fetish to keeping you knocked up. “I may just let you.”
Then you ride Isaac until he cums inside your pregnant pussy.

Another three months later, you find yourself at the altar. Dressed in white, wedding gown nearly ripping at the seams due to your well-developed pregnancy.
You and Isaac both say “I do.” Then kiss to make it formal.
That same night, after the party, you are on your knees, still in bridal gown, sucking off Isaac’s dick.

“I missed you so much, Isey.” You moan. “Why do wedding ceremonies have to take so long.”
“Don’t worry about it, wife.” Isaac says as he caresses your head. “Tomorrow I’ll make up by letting you fuck all my buddies.”
“Awsome.” You think, for your mouth is too full of your husbands cock to speak a word. “A gangbang for me alone.”
But what gave you a rush of excitement was hearing the word “wife” directed at you. Yes, you were Isaac’s wife now. Something that would never have happened if that pesky male side had prevented Isaac from cumming inside you that fateful day.
As your husband cums in your mouth, you make a point of it to never think of that loser again.