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My Transformed Wife

... 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 ...