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Posted on 03/07/2021 by pseudonymous
Larry first noticed the changes on a Friday night. That was when he
usually had sex with his glamorous, full-figured wife Tanya. She appeared
in a baby doll nightie he had never seen before. It was nearly
transparent and gave him plenty of glimpses of her generous bust and well-
upholstered hips, bottom and thighs. He followed her to the bedroom,
where she stretched out on her back and beckoned seductively to him. In a
smoky voice she said, "I'm going to need LOTS of attention tonight,
lover." He hurried to get out of his clothes and join her but, once he
was kneeling between her long, parted legs, desire failed him. Instead of
his usual proud, eight inch erection, he experience only a half stiffening
of his penis. At the same time, his need rose to twice its normal level.
He was desperate for sex but unable to perform. And then his wife
repeated that she required more effort that usual from him. Flustered and
ashamed, he tried to cover for himself by saying, "Um, you know how you've
been saying lately that you'd like me to... er... go down on you?"

"Yes, dearest. I would LOVE that. But you keep telling me you don't want
to. That it's not manly." He sighed and went on, "Well, tonight I want
to do it. For you."

"Are you sure?" He didn't want to use his mouth on her pussy at all but
his body still wasn't reacting that way it should, so he lied, "I really
do, honey. Honest."

"Well," she said in her most sensual tone, "if you insist, I certainly
won't say no."

Reluctantly, he got his face between her smooth thighs and began. It
certainly didn't appeal to him. He liked watching girls do this to each
other in the on-line porn he watched. But as he lapped and sucked he felt
less and less in control. His wife purred, "That's my good boy. You're
really doing a sweet job. I may have to turn you into my male lesbian."
She chucked throatily but his reaction was much less pleased. Tanya
wriggled her hips and told him to slow down. Then she wanted him to speed
up. He wasn't used to his wife giving instructions in bed. Finally she
had a loud, hip-bucking orgasm. He was eager to be done and go get a
shower. Instead, she put her hands on the back of his head and requested,
"Just keep licking slowly, lightly. Give me a minute before you start
working on my next climax." Upset, but feeling powerless because of his
sudden impotence, he did as he was told. After a second finish for her,
less vocal and animated than the first, she made him tongue her through a
long afterglow. Then she said, "Can I return the favor?" He desperately
wanted her to give him oral sex, something she hadn't done since back when
they were dating, but his member still refused to cooperate. He answered
in a whisper, "No, babe. I just wanted to make you happy. I'm going
to... get washed up."

"Okay. But I have to tell you that I could definitely get used to being
pampered that way."

He shuddered at the idea. Larry wanted to have HIS fun. If his wife got
off too, that was great, but for him sex was about what the man wanted.
He sighed as he adjusted the water in the shower. Then he stepped under
the refreshing spray and began to wash himself. To his horror he saw his
body hair accumulating over the drain cover. What was happening to him?
Afterwards, quite shaken, he checked to see if he needed a shave but there
was no stubble at all, not even a shadow. He examined his body and saw
that he still had his pubic bush, though it was smaller. And his armpit
hair had thinned out. He told himself it was just some kind of fluke that
would pass. Then he slipped into bed next to his very desirable wife.
She rolled over toward him, took his face between her hands, and gave him
a deep kiss. Again his need surged. His balls drew up tight. But his
penis repeated its halfway effort to get hard. Her fingers toyed with his
nipples, something she didn't usually do, and it sent wild currents of
stimulation through him. He was breathing hard as she rubbed her bust
against his chest and licked his ear. At last she stopped, leaving him
quivering, and said, "Awww. Still not in the mood? Well, don't worry. I
won't stop trying to help you. I'll do everything I can to turn you on,
Larry." She paused and then went on, "But for right now I have to get to
sleep. You really left me exhausted with your talented tongue. So if you
aren't up to the old in-and-out anytime, you can always do that." She
turned onto her other side and pushed her plump bottom back against his
crotch, even wriggling her hips in slow motion.

The next morning he was dismayed to find his underarms denuded of hair and
his pubes with even less than after his shower. And he still didn't need
a shave. As he dressed for work, selecting his favorite power tie to
boost his sense of authority, his wife got into one of her skirt and
jacket combinations that made her look officious without hiding her
curves. She delivered a passionate goodbye kiss before leaving for
Genetech, the small research company she had co-founded. Tanya had
personally made some sort of breakthrough recently and was close to
brokering a major contract with a huge company, which would make her
independently wealthy. Larry was excited. He intended to keep his job as
a mid-level executive, of course. It defined him and re-enforced his self
image. He took secret pleasure in ordering others around and keeping a
close watch on the secretarial department, in the business sense and
personally. At the office he noticed himself getting hungry early. Maybe
that was the problem with him, something about his diet. He didn't go to
his usual place to sit with the other guys and talk about work. Instead,
he went to a spot some of the secretaries favored. Most of the tables
were taken and he got stuck with one right in the middle, where everyone
could see him. Larry had to accept that because he knew that here he
could get, instead of those salads and light dishes his usual place
specialized in, a real meal. He ordered a burger and a large soda. The
waitress, wearing a cute retro 50s uniform to go along with the room's
theme, was a busty blond. Larry felt himself getting overstimulated like
he had the night before. As she turned away he called her back, not to
compliment her or read her name off her ID badge, but to add a milkshake
to his order. She smiled prettily and hurried off, wide bottom shown off
by the tight slacks she wore.

When his meal came he wolfed down half the sandwich and most of the fries,
taking long swallows from the soda. Unable to wait, he greedily sucked
the rich shake through its straw. Several women from his office noticed
his voracious behavior and made comments to each other. He made the rest
of the food vanish and then ordered a second shake, switching from vanilla
to strawberry. One secretary snickered and leaned to her friend to say,
"Mr. High and Mighty seems to have developed an eating disorder. Not a
good thing for a guy who struts around like he's somebody's gift to
women." Larry got back to the office late because he stopped to grab a
chocolate covered banana from a street vendor, ate it right there, and
then had another. He couldn't believe the appetite he had acquired. Back
at work he felt distracted. The women were buzzing about something but he
couldn't hear them. At last the day was over and he was able to buy
several candy bars from a store nearby. When he got home he didn't say
anything about his increased caloric intake to Tanya. She probably
wouldn't have been a good listener right then anyway, because she had news
to share. The deal had gone through and her company would be worth many
times what it had been. She owned over half the stock so that was another
boon for her. Though distracted by his own situation, Larry wanted to be
polite so he asked what exactly it was that she had developed. Tanya
said, "More of my genetics work. The breakthrough I made has all sorts of
possible applications." She looked right into his eyes and added, "Some
of them very interesting. And in need of testing." Then she refocused
and said, "Why don't I take you out for a celebration dinner?"

"Sure," he told her. "But I should be the one treating." She smiled and
said, "Not necessary, dear. I'm now worth, well, a lot." She was being
nice about it but he knew that his own earnings had just shrunk to
insignificance in comparison to hers. It stung his male ego but at least
he would be able to buy himself some man toys and get amazing tickets for
the next football season.

At dinner his runaway appetite asserted itself again. Tanya didn't
comment. She even suggested a particularly rich item for a second
dessert. He was happy to accept. At the same time he noticed that every
woman seemed to be twice as sexy as usual. It was as if someone had set
his libido on high and it was stuck there. Larry was hungry and horny,
like he had been fed an appetite-excitant. His wife said, "Maybe those
supplements I've been giving you have improved your appetite. Or perhaps
you're eating a little extra because the dose is too low. Don't worry,
I'll just double up on them." He opened his mouth to say something but
words eluded him. Instead he simply nodded his agreement. His wife ate
only half her slice of pie a la mode and gave him the rest, which he
gratefully consumed. She made sure he got all the food he could manage,
which was a lot. And most of it was fattening. By the end of one week he
had gained a few pounds and lost some muscle tone. His skin was a healthy
pink, however. All of that, along with his loss of body hair, which was
now complete, made him feel unmasculine. Combined with his inability to
perform in bed, it was taking its toll. Tanya wanted sex every night. He
dutifully gave her multiple orgasms with his overworked tongue. She
reciprocated by supplying as much teasing as he could stand and more. He
was in a constant state of frustration. So starved for release was he
that being her pussy server started to excite him, though he still didn't
want to do it. His hair took on a healthy sheen. At work he deferred to
the secretaries, feeling enthralled by them.

The middle of the second week arrived, with all his symptoms increasing,
and then something else happened, something that shocked him. He stood in
front of the full length mirror in their bedroom, naked, gaping at his
soft, smooth body but especially at his penis. Where it had been four
inches soft it was now three. And his testicles appeared to have shrunk
by the same proportion. He was paralyzed with concern when his wife
walked casually into the room. She raised her eyebrows and said,
"Something the matter, lovebug?" His hands flew to cover his embarrassing
loss of genital size. She chuckled and shook her head. "Go on," she told
him. "Move those hands aside. Do it." Not knowing why his willpower had
ebbed away, Larry raised his hands and held them slightly out from his
sides. His wife continued, "You've obviously been worrying about all of
the... changes... that you've been going through. Right? Well, they all
have to do with my new research and those pink capsules I've had you
swallowing. You're sort of an experiment for me, dear. I'm making
certain alterations in your body and the process is also affecting your
mind, making your personality more pliable. Husband dearest, I'm giving
you the shape and mindset of a big beautiful woman, a BBW, who is also
something of a sex addict. But don't worry. You won't be out seeking
partners because I'm going to make sure you get all the action you can
stand right here at home with me." She gave him an amused smile and
asked, "Any questions so far?"

"B... but I mean... Will we still be having sex?" She chortled. "That's
so like you, Larry, to put your needs first. You've always prided
yourself on being such a macho stud, or at seeing yourself as one. In
answer to your question, the sex you'll be having is what I've been
allowing you lately, the kind where I lay back and you eat my pussy. You
started out not liking that but I'm sure you've noticed that you're
beginning to crave it. That's how a lot of this is going to be for you,
hating it but needing it. Needing it so badly that you'll do who-knows-
what to get it."

"I... I'll stop taking those capsules."

"Nooooo," she said impishly, "I don't think you will. If you stop all at
once, your system can't adjust and all the effects will become permanent.
If you keep taking them, your body will continue to change but at least
there's a chance that I'll reverse everything later on. Maybe. If I feel
like it. Understood?" Without knowing he was doing it, Larry ran his
hands over his chest, feeling how soft he had gotten, how it was almost
like he was getting... But he didn't want to even consider that.
Understanding the hopelessness of his situation, he simply nodded and
said, "Yes, Tanya."

"That's what I want to hear. All the time. Now strip naked so I can
check your progress." He hesitated but then began unbuttoning his shirt.
Soon his entire body was revealed. His wife smirked and ran her
fingertips over his nipples. His spine stiffened and he gasped. She
wanted to know, "Sensitive?", although the answer was evident. Then his
wife took him by one pinky finger and led him along, docile and blank-
faced. Once they were in their bedroom she went to her dresser, opened
it, and removed a pink bag from that chain store that's in the better
malls, the one that mails all those lingerie catalogs. She reached into
the bag and brought out a pair of pink panties. He recoiled in slow
motion but made no move to leave. She told him, "I had to get you your
own. Mine would be too large in the seat. At least for now." She
grinned at him challengingly. Again he acquiesced. She handed him the
filmy garment and he picked up one foot, stepped into them, and got the
other foot started. As he worked them up his hairless legs she crossed
her arms under her big bust and watched with satisfaction. Larry stood
there in his first pair of panties, a faint blush on his beardless cheeks.

Tanya told him his body language would have to suit his new identity. She
required a hip-swinging walk and that he hold his hands out slightly from
his sides with his wrists limp. After coaching him in those practices she
decided he should also fuss with his hair and lick his lips. Then she
gave him a pair of pumps with two inch heels, 'starters' she called them,
and made him walk around until he got his balance. She complimented him
on how they shaped his legs and added to the sexiness of his gait. He
didn't want to be made over this way but the possible alternative of
having the physical changes become irreversible, horrified him. Like most
guys, he was sensitive about his penis size. The thought of having it
never regain its lost length was dreadful. At last his wife allowed him
to sit on the white chair at her vanity table and give his calves a rest
after the strain those heels had put on them.

As he sat there she opened her cell phone and hit a pre-set number. When
someone responded she said, "Hello, Darren. I wanted to thank you again
for brokering those deals with the companies we'll be partnering with."
She listened to something said by Darren, laughed prettily, and told him,
"Of course I've been thinking about your offer. And I'd LOVE to go out to
dinner with you. Now that my husband isn't quite himself, I'm going to
need a real man in my life. And I know you could fill that roll
perfectly. Plus, there's that other situation we discussed. I'm sure
you'd like to follow up on THAT." Larry was in shock. His wife was
accepting a date with someone she had met through her company, someone she
found attractive. But Larry couldn't summon the nerve to say anything,
not in his suddenly feminized state, not with the threat of being stuck
like this. She chatted a while longer, getting flirtatious, before
finally agreeing that Friday night would be perfect for their night out
and then ending the call.

Larry's wife snapped her fingers at him and gestured for him to stand.
She stepped directly in front of him and held him with her gaze. Tanya
wanted to know, "Do you have any questions?" He made a small throat
clearing sound and asked hesitantly, "Can you tell me... how far... the
changes you're making in me will go?" She smiled, pleased with his
submissive tone, and went back to the bag that had held his panties. This
time what she produced was a bra. Tanya held it up and Larry gasped when
he saw the size of the cups. She seemed to read his mind as she answered
the unasked question, telling him, "48 DDDD. You are going to be a
changed man, Larry dearest, though I'm not sure if the term 'man' will
apply much longer. This is going to be a fascinating experiment. Don't
you think so?" Afraid to say what he felt, he replied, "Yes, Tanya. I'm
sure it will be."

Larry was hand laundering his wife Tanya's panties. She required him to
put the crotch of each pair into his mouth and suck until most of her
dried fluids were removed. Then he had to place them into a dishpan of
warm water with gentle soap added. The second pair would go into his
mouth and stay there while he washed the first. She had been saving them
up so there were seven to be done. With his libido elevated by the
genetic formula she had been feeding him, handling his wife's lingerie and
tasting the flavor of her sex kept him wildly excited. Unfortunately for
him, he still couldn't achieve a full erection or gain any release.
Worse, his soft penis had lost another inch. He looked down from time to
time at the unimpressive two inches that remained, slender and no longer
surrounded by hair. And it was protruding through the front of a pair of
crotchless panties. Along with those, he wore a bright red elastic garter
on one thigh and his two inch heels. His wife enjoyed keeping him mostly
naked, not only because it made him so aware of the changes being wrought
to his physiology, but because he was awfully sensitive about being seen.

When he was finally done washing and hanging up the lingerie, and the tang
of her pussy was still strong in his mouth, he went to her to find out
what he was doing next. Tanya had turned over the housecleaning to him.
But now she said, "No more drudgery for you, sweetie. You're going to
help me get ready for my date with Darren." Larry went cold inside. Then
he gathered his wits and said, "Yes, darling. Of course." She smiled and
told him, "That's the attitude I want from you -- ALL the time." She
paused to make sure he wasn't going to foolishly try to change her
thinking. Then she went on, "Now let's head to the master bath and you
can wash my back in the shower." As she walked away he couldn't stop
staring at her broad rolling bott
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