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?"
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 bottom. He ached, figuratively and literally, to touch her the way he used to. Once they reached the bathroom he had to assist her getting out of the snug pullover top and tight slacks that were all she wore. He yearned just to be allowed to touch her large breasts, to feel their warmth, maybe even to put his mouth on those inviting nipples. But of course he couldn't do that unless ordered to. She instructed him to adjust the water temperature as she stood there with one hand under the spray. Kneeling alongside the tub with her standing over him, he eventually got it right. Still, he didn't rise until she said to. Larry was learning quickly. She stepped into the tub and told him to get out of his shoes and join her. "Take off the garter but leave on those cute panties. I love the way they show off your incredible shrinking penis. When I'm done with you, Larry, you're going to be a real showpiece. But you know, it sounds silly to call you by your real name. I mean, once your bust fills out you won't look like a Larry, will you?" As he stepped into the tub he said, "No, Tanya. I won't." "So how about... Laurel? Or Busty? Maybe something like Miss Lipps? Well, we'll see. I'm sure Darren will have some clever suggestions. He's VERY interested in you." With that she told him to reach around her and get the soap and washcloth to do her back. Stretching to get them, he couldn't help pressing himself against her back. His pulsing dick came into contact with her wet backside and he moaned in frustration. Tanya giggled at his plight. He soaped up the washcloth and began making small circles over her shoulder blades. Larry bit his lower lip to keep from whimpering with need. He washed down to her waist and she made him continue, doing her jutting bottom and full thighs and firm calves. He was left in a state of maddening frustration. His dwindling testicles ached. After he dried her off with a big fluffy towel she strolled away from him. He hurried to drape the towel over the shower rod and follow her. In the bedroom she sat and applied her make-up. She motioned him close and playfully gave his face a few strokes of eyeliner and lipstick. When Tanya pointed to the vanity mirror he saw himself and swallowed with difficulty. His masculinity was more compromised than ever. He held his hands up over the swelling that had started on both sides of his chest. His gesture hid that first hint of breasts but also made him look like a girl trying to cover her charms. His wife turned on her chair and tweaked his nipples gently. That was when he really did whimper from unfulfilled yearning. At the same time he was stimulated even more, until his eyelids fluttered and his tongue swept side to side over his lower lip. Tanya relented after a minute and resumed preparing. Soon her cosmetics and hair were done. Then she picked out what to wear. First there was lingerie, high-cut panties and a bra with cups that left the tops of her breasts bare. Tanya said, "Why don't you pick out a nice dress for me? Of course, if it doesn't turn on Darren, I'm going to have to punish you. But if it DOES push his buttons, he'll try to get me into bed and I'll be happy to go. So what's it going to be, cute stuff? Earn yourself a nasty punishment or get turned into a cuckold?" She liked putting him into such a dilemma. Whichever choice he made he would lose. Larry went to the closet, opened its double doors, and stood there trying to decide. Tanya admired the rear view and how nicely his rump was rounding out. All those surplus calories he was still putting away were doing their job. With an unsteady hand he at last selected a short red dress that was certain to make an irresistible display of her contours. She laughed at the worried look on his face and said, "Oh yeah, loverboy. This one will for sure get us into bed together. I guess you WANT me to have super sex with my new stud." She smiled as he said in a weak voice, "Yes, Tanya. I do." "Hey, this is a lot different than the last time you said 'I do'." With the dress on she was definitely headed for a close encounter of the orgasmic kind. Larry could only stand there with his altered form exposed, his reduced penis still hanging out of the embarrassing panties, and let events proceed. His wife blew him a kiss and selected her jewelry and shoes, the latter being a pair of red beauties with block heels. She strutted around the room, rolling her shoulders to make her boobs move and swinging her queen-sized ass. Her husband watched longingly. That was when a knock sounded on their front door, a loud rhythmic knock. "Well," Tanya said, "what are you waiting for? Go and answer it." Larry blushed several shades of pink. "B... but..." he managed to get out before surrendering. He even remembered to maintain his girly walk. At the door he hesitated, gritting his teeth. Then he took a deep breath as he opened the door. Facing him was a tall, strikingly handsome man with a neatly trimmed goatee. He gave Larry a long look. All the shamed husband wanted was to close the door and then run and hide. Instead he had to endure being stared at until Darren gave him a broad wink, brushed past, and greeted Tanya. She took both his hands, tilted her head back and closed her eyes. He knew she wanted to be kissed and didn't disappoint her. She responded and the contact went on and on. As they prepared to leave, Tanya said to Darren, "By the way, we need to come up with something appropriate to call my husband. His male name doesn't fit anymore." "So I see," he said, looking pointedly at Larry's crotch. "You told me he's going to change even more and that his cock will end up looking like a clitoris. So how about Cliterella?" She grinned wickedly. "Clitty Cinderella. Cliterella. I like it." "But right now," he said smoothly, "we have a reservation at a very fancy restaurant." She gave him a hug and he let his hands slide down to give her bottom cheeks a squeeze. To her husband she said, "Have a nice evening, Cliterella. Give yourself a bubble bath. I put some new soap on the edge of the tub. If you don't smell pretty when I get home, I'll amp up your drugs and make your changes more extreme." "Yeah," said Darren, "that would be fun. Wouldn't you like that, Cliterella?" All Larry could do was to stand there trembling. They laughed at his distress. Tanya told him to stay naked after his bubble bath. Then they swept out the door, off to have a good time while he stayed home and worried about his future. Afraid of earning his wife's ire, he went to the bathroom. The container of bubble bath was in the shape of a fairy tale princess. When he removed the top and sniffed, the scent was overly sweet and flowery. He reluctantly started the water and got it hot. The recent memory of being in the shower got him horny all over again as he stripped out of his few bits of clothing. He started the water, got it hot, and added plenty of soap. His wife wasn't there but her warning still echoed in his mind. He sat in the tub, aware that his bottom was larger and softer than it had been. How far would Tanya allow these changes to progress? Why was Darren so interested? Larry remained undressed after his bath, as Tanya had instructed. When Tanya returned from her date it was nearly midnight. She said, "I had an incredible time, Cliterella. You should see his luxury apartment. You should see his bed." She laughed and went on, "That's right. We had glorious sex. He's quite well endowed, knows how to use what he's got, and can go for a long time. But right now I want one more orgasm and you're going to give it to me with your well-practiced mouth. Hope you don't mind that I didn't wash down there." He mutely followed her to the bedroom. He was halfway through undressing her when she commented, "You smell like a bunch of flowers in a candy shop. From now on you will always use that soap. And I'll pick some fragrant shampoo to go along with it, something very fruity." She lightly pinched his nipples, making him pant with need. "And don't worry about your job. I've explained to your boss that you have always wanted to be a woman and are beginning the process of making the change. He was very understanding and will do whatever he can to help. I told him that there's a lot of stress involved so he's letting you downgrade to secretarial work. I'm sure you'll get along famously with the other girls." At that point Larry was on his knees, carefully lowering her panties. She made him put them into his mouth, crotch first, so he could get a preliminary taste of Darren's rich spunk. He looked up at her with the filmy garment protruding from between his lips. She sniggered and lay back on the bed. "Isn't that nice for you? And you'll be getting a steady supply of panties will creamy crotches, I'm certain." Larry's wife spread her shapely legs and said, "You can set those aside for now. It's time for you to thank me for taking such good care of you." He got his face between her thighs and faced the mess he had to clean up. Tanya said in a singsong voice, "Let's go, Cliterella. All that salty cream isn't going to clean itself up." He closed his eyes and extended his tongue to begin lapping. She sighed and said, "Darren is such a dream. I'll be thinking of him the whole time you're doing that. And I'll be thinking about how much sexier you're going to become as my miracle drugs continue to do their work." The helpless husband had to swallow every drop of cum he retrieved while his wife moaned with pleasure and writhed her full hips. It took a long while but he eventually coaxed a purring climax out of her. Then she rolled onto her side, texted Darren about what had just happened, and went to sleep. Larry, still naked, lay there trying to sort out his impossible situation. His hands went to his chest where Tanya had squeezed his nipples. He couldn't mistake how much his pectoral area had softened and swelled. The memory of that bra she had shown him returned to haunt him. He pictured himself wearing it, filling it, and shuddered. Then he remembered Darren's remark about his penis being reduced to clitoris dimensions. It was a long time before he was able to sleep.