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Typical of most couples of the 80's, I met my wife in college where we
partied, dated around ( fucked who ever we could) and eventually got our
educations. I was thrilled to finally get that computer engineering
sheepskin from University of Miami - and before graduation I had a job at
the home office of a major cruise line. I bought a townhouse in Ft
Lauderdale and Sharon moved in with me and found a job at the local
hospital. We married 4 years later and life was good. Miami Vice was on
the tube but for us it was real life as we seemed to party and have
friends all over. Eventually we slowed down and Sharon, being envious of
the doctors decided she could do that and went back to school. We were in
our late 20's and school took her away a lot. So I went out alone, and
met women, and had friends set me up occasionally. After all I had money,
Lauderdale was full of tourists in bikinis, looking for a good time and I
had the usual urges.
It took years but Sharon finally graduated and returned to the same
hospital to start working as a doctor. She drove up in a white Mercedes,
had "Sharon" embroidered on her white lab coat, and strutted the hospital
hall with confidence in her hi heels. Our life couldn't get any better,
she had to work crazy hours, but we bought a big house, expensive wines,
European vacations and hired maids. I trimmed back on meeting the
tourists but one Monday afternoon Sharon came home early and stood in the
doorway watching me in bed with our Venezuelan maid. Her feet were
straight up in the air as I had had my fingers wrapped in her thick hair,
telling her how much I loved her and would soon be leaving Sharon. I
think that's when I got hit with the broom stick - and It was the last
time I was in the house (and in the maid too). The divorce followed and I
was again living back in the condo - now older and wiser but certainly
poorer. Florida screws men - I paid for and put her through school and
now had to pay alimony, but she did agree to give me free medical for
life.
Fast forward a few years, I have women friends who come and go but then
one day someone in my office brought a flu back from South America and I
go down like a dog for days. I can keep nothing in me, it either comes
back up or out the other end. I lie in bed for 3 days and loose 12
pounds. I muster up enough courage to call Sharon and she agrees to come
over with her assistant and have a look. She arrived several hours later
accompanied by the biggest man I had ever seen. I then got a full exam -
ear / nose / throat. Then as I protested she had him fondle my cock and
balls for a hernia. Then was the rectal exam - as I lay on my back he
pulled my feet up and apart as she probed me.
It was then she noticed a small smile on me. "Oh like that feeling, do
ya?" Sharon said I was clean as a whistle inside ,and my legs came down.
She then gave me a big pill to swallow, and muttered something like, "But
I want a second opinion from my assistant," as I got dizzy.
They rolled me over, got me on my knees and put a pillow down for my
face. I grunted as he put his fat index finger in me and felt all around
- Sharon just giggled and pointed out that I was getting excited, did I
like that? He finished me but then the bed shook and I felt a hand on
each hip bone. Oh my- I was dizzy but felt the head of his cock against
my lubed hole and firmly pulling my hips back. He was huge and the pain
was fierce, but then it subsided and I glanced at Sharon to see her in
the mirror fixing her lipstick and makeup. She said his boyfriend left
him and he hadn't had sex in two months. He put his hands on my shoulders
and mounted me, stroking for 15 minutes finally swelling up and raming it
deep in me, leaving at least a pint of warm sticky cum in me, which
started to dribble down my thigh when he finally pulled out.
Sharon put her little video down (oh no a video) and came over to put a
tampon in me - explaining how the string works. I rolled over and went to
a fetal position as I couldn't believe what she had done. She said now we
were even and she would take care of my flue. They gave me 4 pills, left
the 4 and bottles with instructions to take every 4 hours, and she would
be back to check on me tomorrow. Yea whatever - I was dizzy, exhausted,
sore and sticky - I couldn't read a bottle label if I had too.
I recall her coming by the next few evenings - she helped me get out of
bed to the toilet and clean myself and actually had me on an I V drip.
She said I was looking better but every part of me ached, I was loosing
weight fast, my chest hurt, I had to sit and pee as I was so dizzy, and
it seemed as if the hair on my head was growing longer while by body hair
was thinning.
It was a week now and Sharon called work to tell them it was serious and
I would be out for some time. She still came by every evening to change
the I V and help me as I remained in a content trance. I do recall she
put me in a tub with bubble bath oils and I wondered why things felt
different. I had lots of hair on my head, no body hair, pierced studs in
my ears and belly, little mounds for breasts, big areolas around them and
nipples like pencil erasers. I reached deep into the warm oily water and
felt my cock and balls - they were there - I could feel em - BUT I
COULDN'T FEEL ME TOUCHING THEM.
Sharon quickly slipped me another pill, got me out of the tub, dried, and
said everything was fine and gave me a violet short nightgown saying its
so much easier when you have to run to the bathroom at night. In order to
make my manhood more sensitive she put this thick and oh so tight rubber
band around the base - I thought she's so good to me I wish I was still
married.
I started spitting the pills out in week 3 and started crying. It was
like a tourniquet and my balls and cock had died and were about to fall
off. My breasts while still small had the most sensitive nipples, there
was no body hair, no facial hair but I had a thick brown mane down to my
neck. It wasn't but 2 days later my manhood fell off - I looked at it
cried and then flushed the dead stuff. My fingers were skinner, my hips
were the same but my waist was nothing - I was 5'-9" and the scale read
132 - I lost well over 30 lbs and some of that was my male parts. I
continued to cry and thought sex was a thing of the past. I had no cock
to fuck with.
Sharon arrived later and I was livid - how could you do this to me? She
explained how I took the best years of her life - the time when it all
came together jobs / money and the fact she wanted to bear my children
and I fucked it all up. Well this was payback and didn't I like her work?
She had been reading up on this and was rather proud of her special mix
of drugs, breast injections, and the proper tourniquet. And working at
the hospital she had a lifetime supply of triple strength estrogen.
Besides she said - get used to it - there is no going back, and I saw
your obvious enjoyment with "Arnold" my assistant.
Then she took me to my closet - my drab man clothes were replaced with
pretty colored dresses, tight ass low rider jeans and top in so many
different necklines and colors. And OMG the shoes - as a man I had black
and brown dress or sports ... now replaced with pink laced sneaks, pixie
flats, sandals with jewelry, work heels and the CFM heels. She explained
how a womans appearance, the amount of makeup, skirt length, jean fit,
and shoes mean everything. But I'm a whore dog... Charlie Sheen was my
idol!
Well she said, "It's time for a change, get used to it!" And I'm having a
wine tasting party for my girlfriends who supported me during the divorce
in my house Friday evening and you need to be there to help me. It will
be a great coming out point for you, and I have your oufit all picked
out. Oh, and BTW you have a date with Arnold on Saturday night, he said
he so enjoyed your last time together. He's picking you up at 7 for
dinner followed by his favorite nightclub called RAMROD. He said not to
eat as he has plenty to feed you.
Oh my - I suppose I better get used to this side.
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