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?" 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 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.
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