16 comments/ 129105 views/ 123 favorites My Wife, Transformed By: RollingStop "Sometimes I wish I just had a dick," my wife said, wincing and squeezing her heating pad into her abdomen. She said this at least once a month, when her period would bring on two or three days worth of cramps and bloating. I grinned and rubbed her stomach, "If you had one, you would just spend all your time playing with it and peeing standing up." She giggled and squeezed my cock through my pants, "That doesn't sound so bad." We never said anything beyond this, but from the first time she had mentioned it, it sparked a desire within me that I had never known I wanted. I had always been a bit on the submissive end of the sexual spectrum, and enjoyed her being in control in the bedroom, but we had never gone very far with it. She would hold my hands over my head while riding me, or pull and squeeze my balls during blow jobs, but nothing beyond that. Now my fantasies were dominated by images of her wearing a strap-on, bending me over the side of the bed, and pounding me until we both came and collapsed from exhaustion. I had never mentioned these fantasies to her. I didn't know how she would react, and I wasn't completely sure I wanted to venture there outside of my imagination. The next morning, a cold and snowy Saturday in the middle of December, fate saw fit to extract my fantasies into reality, whether I wanted them or not. I woke up around 9:30 AM to the sound of running water. My wife was already out of bed, so I threw off the blankets and swung my feet out to the side. Before standing I rubbed the sleep from eyes and stretched my upper body, bringing my elbows under my shoulder blades and feeling the muscles unravel from a night of sleep. Shuffling into the bathroom, the first thing I noticed was that the faucet was not turned on. I peered around the separating wall to see my wife, standing completely nude with her back to me, peeing. I frowned and pondered if I had actually woken up at all. I glanced back to the bed, rubbed the sleep from my eyes again, and accepted that I was indeed awake. "What are you doing?" I said, my eyebrows knotting together. She turned her head without turning her body. Her countenance was a strange mixture of incredulous green eyes and a wild, amazed smile. "I have a dick!" She said, blinking slowly and biting her lower lip. She quit peeing and finally turned to face me. She had a dick. It was about four inches, flaccid and uncircumcised, hanging from her pelvis below a short bush of dark blond pubic hair. The rest of her body was unchanged: slender but slightly taller than average with petite, perky breasts and wide, curvy hips that flowed backwards into a round bubble butt. There were no testicles, and I could make out, just behind her cock, the familiar folds of her pussy. My jaw hung open for what felt like minutes. Finally, in a moment of scholastic brilliance, I said the only thing that came to mind, "Huh." She frowned. "Are you alright? I don't know how it happened - I just woke up and it was there. We can go to a doctor, I guess, but I really feel fine." Seeing that I had still not appropriately reacted to the situation, she began to stammer and talk faster, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." The tone in her voice, of innocence and confusion, of being worried that I would somehow not want to be with her because of something out her control, was enough to snap me out of my stupor. I stepped forward quickly, wrapping my arms around her small frame and squeezing her close to me into a hug, "There's nothing to be sorry about, you know I'll love you no matter what... and you're the prettiest girl with a huge cock that I've ever seen." She giggled, reassured, and wrapped her arms around me. That was when I felt it - a hard rod pressing between my thighs, just below my balls. I put my lips next to her ear and whispered, "I don't think you have any pockets right now, do you?" She stepped back and her head snapped forward, looking down at her new appendage, hazel eyes widening and lips pinching into a stunned expression. Her four inch flaccid penis had hardened into a seven inch erect cock. The skin of it was strangely soft and supple, like that of a woman, and veins ran down its length to a round tip, purple with desire. Her cock was larger than mine. "You're a grower and a shower," I said. Her expression did not change, but she brought one hand up and wrapped it around her length, squeezing very slightly. "Ahhh," she said, her face going slack with pleasure and need. "It feels so good. So different, but so good." She started to jack her hand faster up and down her cock, her mouth hanging open and breathing quickly. I stepped forward and caught her wrist mid stroke. Her bottom lip stuck out in a pout. I quickly leaned in to kiss it while pulling her hand away from her penis and replacing it with mine. She groaned into my mouth and started moving her hips back and forth, trying to hump my hand. I pulled my face away from hers, "You know, I'm a bit more experienced with one of these than you are." I dropped to my knees in front of her and continued messaging the length of her cock with my hand. Unwilling, or unable, to say anything, she leaned back against the wall, her knees slightly bent, and let me take control of her erection. Precum was beginning to ooze out of the tip, and I moved my hand down to her glands and smeared the sticky substance over the head, rolling and massaging it. She groaned again and let her head fall back against the wall. After a few more pumps with my hand, I slipped the head of her cock between my lips and begin to suck. "Oh. My. God." She said, biting her lower lip and putting both hands on top of my head, "That is so amazing." I worked my mouth over the first few inches of her cock while pumping the base with my right hand. I slipped my left between her ass and the wall, squeezing her plump butt cheek and savoring the luscious feeling of her flesh between my fingers. I pressed her ass out from the wall, driving her cock deeper into my throat while I sucked harder and ran my tongue ferociously along the bottom of her cock. It was amazing how soft and warm the skin of it was, while just below that was a steely, powerful hardness. I finally pulled her dick out of my mouth. It gleamed under the bathroom lights, shiny and dripping with saliva and precum. It was even harder and larger that it was before my first ever attempt at a blow job. I kissed the tip and looked up into her eyes, which were wild with desire and, I was happy to see, an immense amount of affection and love for my reaction to her new anatomy. "I want you to fuck me," I said, turning around on my knees and dropping my chest to the floor. I looked over my shoulder at her face. Her eyebrows were raised as if to say, "I can't believe you're doing this." Instead she said, "I want to fuck you." Her bare feet shuffled along the tiled floor behind me and she dropped to her knees. She stuck her index finger in her mouth and rolled it over her tongue, then placed it at the entrance to my ass and rubbed the warm saliva over my hole. She put her left hand on my waist, and used the other to guide her cock to my ass. I felt the spongy head, still warm from my oral labors, press up against my sphincter. I relaxed every muscle in my body, and she pressed against me harder. Finally, the head popped into my ass, and I felt a sudden rush of warmth and fullness. "Is this okay?" She said. I breathed deeply. There was a bit of pain, but it quickly fell away to the same desire that I felt the first time she said "I wish I had a dick." "Yes, it's okay" I answered her, and rolled my hips as a sign to go deeper. She went deeper. It was a slow and controlled dive into my ass, which opened up and welcomed her into me. Every inch of her cock felt like nothing short of a mile, but her rod, both soft and hard, drove steadily into me, until the front of her hips touched the back of my thighs. She wiggled slightly once she was all the way in, and I felt the scratchy softness of her pubic hair against my ass cheeks, and heard the slight squishing sound of my saliva and her precum around my entrance. My ass felt immensely full. It was though I had been incomplete before, and now her interlocking body had completed me. "You are so warm and tight," she said, "I need to fuck you. I need to cum." "Go ahead," I replied, "I'm ready, go as hard as you want." She slowly pulled out of my ass until just the head was left inside of me. The feeling of her cock leaving my ass was something beyond pleasure. The soft skin of her penis sliding against my sphincter, the empty feeling, her slender but strong hands on my hips, and the growing knowledge that soon she would plunge back in, all combined into a hazy ecstasy. I saw stars. She plunged back into me, a low and primal groan climbing from her throat as she did. No sooner had her cock filled me and her hips touched my thighs than she quickly pulled back and plunged in again, this time much faster and there was audible slapping noise as our bodies crashed together. Leaving her right knee on the floor she picked up her left foot and moved it in front of my leg, positioning it next to my chest. Her toes spread out on the floor and curled to gain leverage, and she began pounding in and out of my ass with fervor. The sounds of our grunts and groans filled the bathroom, accompanied by the squelching of her wet cock and her hips hitting mine. My groans were deep and masculine, and full of need. Hers were soft and feminine, almost a whimper, and full of desire for release. My cock hung between my legs, now hard and dripping precum, but I did not touch it. I wanted to savor nothing but the feeling of being fucked by my wife. The rhythm of her thrusting was driving powerful and consistent waves of pleasure from somewhere deep in my ass to the tip of my cock. I did not need to touch it. I looked back over my shoulder at her face, which was now red with effort and glistening with sweat. Her chest was also a splotchy red and beads of sweat were running down her bouncing breasts and onto her flexing stomach. Her entire body, every muscle, was dedicated to the task of fucking me with her cock, of searching for that elusive release. She had been fucking me non-stop, and with force, for nearly 10 minutes, when she said, "Oh, oh, I think I'm going to cum. I can feel it!" Her long and deep thrusts suddenly turned into short, uncontrolled spasms and she worked to find a new and foreign orgasm. "Cum in me," I said, "for as long and deep as you want." That was all it took, she thrust into me one final time before collapsing across my back, her nipples and breasts pressed into me as she ground her pelvic bone against my ass. I could feel ropes of hot cum exploding from her cock. I had felt full with her monster dick deep inside of me, but as her cock twitched and spurted, I felt completely taken over. I reached back with one hand and squeezed her ass cheek, pulling her against me as hard as I could, wanting to be impossibly close to her. She let out a long, slow breath of relief and slowly removed her softening length from my ass. She plopped back on her butt, her wet and oozing cock landing on the floor between her legs. She was still panting, and her long blond hair stuck to her face and neck, dark with sweat. I turned around and we sat on the floor facing each other wordlessly. She flashed me a grin and said, "Want to shower then ride me on the bed? My Wife, Transformed Ch. 02 "Absolutely," I said, rising to my feet and offering her my hand. She took hold and I pulled her to her feet. Her knees wobbled and I caught her by the waist before she could collapse again. "Woah, easy there." "I'm not used to using those muscles like that," she said, grinning. "Yeah, I'll probably be walking funny for a while myself." I helped her into the shower and she sat down on the built in bench next to the shampoo and soap bottles. I pointed the shower head at the wall, turned on the hot water, and waited as steam began to fill our little alcove and condense on the glass door. My back was to my wife, and I felt a soft hand rest on my butt, and she massaged it gingerly. "That was quite a pounding for your first time," she said. "We don't need to back in there today if you don't want." I turned and leaned over to kiss her on the mouth. "I've never told you before, but I've always been interested in receiving anal. I've had some practice with my fingers and toys when I masturbate, I just never imagined by first time with you would go quite like that." She smiled and held her still limp cock with one hand, giving it a small shake, "Well, there's plenty more where that came from. I don't think I inherited a male refractory period." As she spoke, her cock was already getting harder longer in her hand. "Well why don't I get you cleaned up?" I pulled the shower head off the wall and brought it down to her penis. I sprayed a steady stream of water over it before picking up the body wash with my other hand squirting a generous amount along her length. I put the bottle down and began moving my hand up and down her cock, working the wash into a foam. She leaned back against the wall and sighed, "This is better than the spa." I moved my hand away from her dick, lathering up her voluptuous thighs and thin stomach before moving onto her shoulders, arms and calves. I massaged every muscle as I went, and when I was finished I again turned the warm stream of water to her body, rinsing away the soap. When I was finished she looked like a fertility goddess - pale skin, petite yet perky breasts, a round, generous ass, and a long, thick cock that any guy would love to have. She looked into my eyes and said, "You know, you still haven't gotten to cum yet." She leaned forward and wrapped her hand around my cock, which hadn't gone down at all since we started. She gave it a few pumps and a spurt of precum shot out. I was on a hair trigger from the pounding she had given my ass. I pulled her hand away and smiled, "Unfortunately I did inherit the male refractory period, and I'd rather stay hard until we're finished." She grinned and replied, "Alrighty, then I'll just have to use your butt as much as I want, but I'm not going to finish your cock until I'm satisfied." I groaned and almost came from the feeling of her words sliding over me. "You should get out and wait on the bed, I'll be there when I'm clean." She stood up and slapped me on the ass before stepping out onto the shower mat and pulling a fresh towel off the rack. "Just don't keep me waiting too long," she said over her shoulder as she stepped back into the bedroom. I watched her round butt bounce around the corner, and returned to my shower. When I had finished cleaning and drying I walked back into the bedroom. My wife lay on the bed, spread eagle on top of the sheets, with a raging, seven inch hard on pointed at the ceiling. Her dick rose from her slender body like a pillar, thick and swollen with a purple tip. She had her head slightly propped up on a pillow, and her gaze met mine as I entered the room. She patted her cock with her hand and said, "Why don't you have a seat?" It was an invitation I could not refuse. I climbed onto the bed and started to lower my lipsd to her cock to get it lubed up, when I saw that it already was. I noticed that our bottle of lube was on the night stand next to her. "I thought I would save you some time," she said. I straddled her waist and reached under my balls to grab her cock. I lined it up with my asshole, and slowly sank down onto it as inch after inch of her warm, solid pole pried me open. I was a bit loosened up from earlier, and it didn't take much force to get it in, but my wife still groaned and arched her back and said, "You're still so tight, even after earlier." I just grinned in response and bottomed out on her dick, letting my butt rest on the insides of her thighs, as my cock and balls pressed against her abs. I sat there for a moment, not moving, and savored the warm feeling of her dick pulsing inside of me. Again I felt immensely full as her cock nestled into regions of me that had never been touched. I wiggled my ass slightly before I lifted my hips and began the ascent up her pole. The length of it seemed to last forever, but I continued to rise until I could feel the ridge of her head tugging against my sphincter. I quickly descended again, letting our hips slide together. "Ahh," she sighed, "This is going to be great." She bucked her hips slightly, and I took the queue to ride back up again. This time, at the apex of her cock, I let it pop out of me before quickly grabbing it and reinserting it. I rocked my hips while holding her cock steady with my hand and let the head slide in and out a few more times. She groaned and grabbed the sheets with her hands, her toes curling and uncurling. I dropped back onto her again. This time I leaned forward and put my hands on the bed on either side of her boobs and began riding her. I quickly found a comfortable rhythm bouncing on her dick, and I let any inhibitions I had slide away. Her cock felt incredible inside of me, and I was going to savor every second of it. My mouth fell open and I groaned as I repeatedly fed her entire length into me. My asshole was throbbing with a warm sense of pleasure that began to pulsate out along my cock, which was now slapping against her stomach as small spurts of precum oozed out of it. She leaned her head to the side and peered around me into a mirror on the dresser across from our bed. "Oh my god," she groaned, "I love the way your ass bounces on my dick." She reached around me with both hands as I rode her and slapped by ass twice before spreading my cheeks and flexing her cock inside of me. I yelped with pleasure as her enormous length moved inside of me and I felt the cool air of the room against my stretched asshole. Through a large smile she said, "You're doing great," before she returned her hands to the bed. I bounced with earnest, her enjoyment giving me energy. My wife allowed me to control the tempo of our love making as the sensations of my ass squeezing and sliding along her cock overcame her. Her eyes were closed and her back was arched, her hands locked down tight on the sheets and her toes tightly curled as she fought back the oncoming orgasm, trying to last as long as possible. I picked up my hands as I rode her and placed them on her breasts, kneading them gently as I ran my finger tips over her erect nipples. She groaned and arched her back even higher. Her left hand suddenly flew to my cock and gripped it hard. She squeezed my length, sending a stream of precum along her chest. She gripped it as though it were a lifeline that connected her to me, her knuckles turning white. I savored the tight feeling of her grip - it was though she was saying, "This is mine." As I began another descent on her dick, she caught my hips with her other hand and held me, poised above her. She shifted her butt down the bed slightly, and pulled her knees up until she was balanced on her heels, keeping me impaled on her cock the entire time. She drove through her heels and flexed her ass as she began pumping my butt from below, repeatedly driving her cock in and out of me. I remained still and let her use my ass for her pleasure. She grunted, and I moaned, as her cock reamed my ass and her hips slammed into mine over and over, until she collapsed back on the bed and her legs spread out flat. "Sorry," she said, "I just really needed to do that. I'm getting close - finish me off." I rocked my hips slowly down her length until my balls were again pressed against her mound. I leaned forward and kissed her, deeply and with hunger. With her right hand still on my cock, she placed her left on the back of my head and returned the kiss, then moved it down my back and squeezed my ass. I slid my asshole to the tip of her cock again. As I began to slam myself down, I felt her cock exploding into my ass at the same time a guttural noise formed in my wife's throat. The entire way down her cock felt like one enormous spurt, and when I hit the bottom I immediately began to rise again. Her cock twitched as I did and my ass milked another rope of cum out of her as I ascended. I bounced a few more times until she was spent, and then I sat on her waist, her thick cock plugging my cum filled ass. She slowly unwrapped her hand from my cock, which was now red, purple, and throbbing with need. She opened her eyes and looked up into mine, "I'm not sure if I enjoyed that or doggy style more - you might be better at riding a cock than I am!" "And you might be better at thrusting than me," I said, grinning. "Well," she replied, "Since you did most of the work that time, we can test your theory in missionary next." I started to roll off of her cock, but her hands caught my waist and pinned me back on top of it. "Wait," she said. My asshole had been stretched and filled for nearly half an hour now, and it squeezed against her softened cock, attempting to expel it and revert to its normal tightness. As if responding to my ass muscles involuntary ministrations, her cock began to grow and harden again while still in my butt. I could feel the tip of it reclaiming territory inside of me as it swelled and moved through the load of cum she had just deposited. "I'm not finished with you yet," she said, grinning. "You're a monster," I moaned in response. The sensation of her immense cock and warm load of seed mingling in my ass was almost too much for me to handle - I felt more full than I had ever felt before, and more satisfied. She leaned up in the bed and crossed her legs around my butt, and I wrapped mine around her waist. We were sitting face to face, her breasts pressed against my chest, as she flexed her ass and I felt her cock probing deeper into my butt. She wrapped one arm around by back, and the other grabbed my ass, holding me tight on her cock. She quickly rolled, and I found myself lying on my back, legs wrapped around her, and her cock buried deep in my ass. She hooked her elbows under my knees and pulled my legs apart so that I was splayed open for her, my swollen balls resting against her pubic mound, and my hard cock laying on my stomach, streaming precum. I was so hard at this point, it felt like my dick wanted to escape my body. She looked down into my eyes without speaking, her dark blond hair framing her pretty face. Her knees pressed into the mattress as she lifted her hips and began fucking me again. My Wife, Transformed Ch. 03 I was on my back, in our bed, and my wife was roughly fucking my ass with her new, large cock, for the third time that morning. Her elbows were hooked under my knees and she was poised above me in missionary, her stomach and back taught with tension while her hips moved in a graceful and energetic humping motion. Her round butt and perky breasts bounced with each collision of our hips, and she grunted with effort. Beads of sweat formed and traced lines down her chest and through the valleys between her abs. Her blond hair was matted with sweat and stuck to her cheeks and forehead. She unhooked her arms from my legs and leaned forward onto me. I let my thighs hang open as her stomach pressed down onto my cock and her breasts flattened against my chest. She slipped one hand under my ass and squeezed it, while the other caressed the side of my face and she kissed me deeply. Her toes pushed against the foot board for leverage as she put her entire body into fucking me - her hips rose high on each thrust and I felt several inches of her thick cock repeatedly sliding past my sphincter. The hand on my ass groped feverishly at my flesh, and her lips crushed against mine as she moaned into my mouth. Rising for a moment, she put her hands on the backs of my knees and pushed them to my ears, folding me in half. My hands gripped the bedsheets and I let out a low moan as she slowly pulled out her cock until just the tip of the head remained inside. I still felt very full due to the immense load she had just deposited there during her last orgasm, but my ass still ached for her to ram back in. "What do you want?" She asked, gazing into my eyes between my legs. "Ungh, I want you to fuck me." "What, specifically, do you want?" The corners of her mouth turned into a grin, and she bit her lower lip. "I want you to fuck in my ass with your big cock." "Good," she replied, and quickly bottomed out into me, her thighs smacking against my butt. I yelped and my hands instinctively grabbed my ass cheeks. "Hold yourself open for me," she said, looking down at her cock as she slowly pumped a few inches in and out. I complied and spread my cheeks apart. She sighed and continued to slowly work my asshole with her cock, her head hanging forward as she watched, rapt in marvel of her ability to fuck me with her real cock. Her mouth hung open and her chin jutted forward slightly. "I think I'm addicted to your ass," she finally said, still looking down. "You'll have to service me with it whenever I want from now on," she looked back up at me and winked. I groaned and said, "You can have it whenever you want." She picked up her pace and resumed her rhythmic fucking motion, her hands pinning my knees to the pillow behind my head, which caused my ass to rise off the bed slightly, so that she could penetrate even deeper. Where earlier in the bathroom she had fucked me frantically in effort to orgasm with her new cock, I could tell now she was more focused on my pleasure. Her strokes were even, deep, and firm. Occasionally she would increase her pace, eliciting moans from me as my body gave in to her. Sometimes she would thrust as deep as possible and stop, rotating her hips in a circular motion and touching every part inside of me. The soft dome of her cock head stimulated my prostate repeatedly, and my already stiff penis began to tingle, and my entire body felt warm. My balls were like swollen marbles hanging loosely below my dick, and her pubic mound pressed on them slightly with each thrust. As if sensing my pleasure she let go of my left leg and moved her hand down to my balls. She gathered them in her hand and squeezed gently. My eyes rolled back and I moaned. She wrapped her index finger and thumb around the base of my balls and clinched tight, causing the skin of my sack to stretch taught over my swollen jewels. She pulled my balls away from my body and used them as a handle, like the horn of a saddle, as she continued to pound away at my ass with her cock. I had never felt so completely taken over - my wife's warm cock squelching as it penetrated my anus, lubricated with cum from a previous load she had put there, one hand folding me in half while the other literally had me by the balls. The warm sensation that had begun in my cock started to spread out to the rest of my body. First my legs, then my stomach, chest, and arms, all felt hot, and my muscles began to rapidly clench and unclench. My wife's cock continued to graze over my prostate, which caused more and more waves of warm pleasure to crash over me. Suddenly my cock became rigid as steel, and spurts of warm semen erupted from the pre-cum glazed tip. "Yes!" My wife exclaimed, "Your ass is squeezing me so tight. Cum on my dick! Cum for me!" My body could do nothing except what she wanted, as her hand continued to squeeze and control my balls, milking further spurts of cum from my cock. She pumped my ass with short fast strokes, and soon my chest and stomach were covered with my own cum. "I never even had to touch your cock," my wife said, a smug grin on her face. My body was too spent, too completely used up, to respond. "I think you missed a spot, though," she said. She pulled her cock out of my asshole with an audible pop. Warm cum immediately began leaking from my butt as she crawled over me, placing her left knee next to my chest and her right foot beside my ear. She held the top of the bed frame with one hand while the other pumped her engorged pole, her hand looking strangely small and thin wrapped around such a big piece of meat. The tip of her cock was just over my chin, and as she masturbated large drops of precum dripped down onto my chin and neck. Pink foreskin glided over her purple and swollen cock head as she frantically stroked her pole. Finally she grunted through her teeth and began cumming - her seed erupted from her cock in thick, warm ropes that covered my face. She angled the final burst into my mouth before she let the tip drop between my lips. I sucked out the remaining cum in her cock, and when I was finished she dropped onto the bed next to me, lying on her back and staring at the ceiling, panting with exhaustion. She turned her head and looked at me, "So, you're OK with my transformation?" I looked back and her, my face and chest covered with cum and my asshole tingling from being worked by her. "You could say that." "Wow, I did completely glaze you," she said, with pride. She giggled and turned me onto my side, my back to her. She cuddled in close, her breasts against my back, and tucked her flaccid cock between my ass cheeks. I never thought I could fall asleep caked with cum, but such was our exhaustion, that we immediately drifted away.