Shifts
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Shifting
I strutted nervously around the rooms for a while, catching glimpses of
myself in the mirrors and windows, and noted my improved appearance with
distracted admiration. At last I pulled myself together. Sue would be
home eventually, and I tensed up with anticipatory pleasure at the
thought. She would have learnt still more. I became so excited I had to
sit down, my prick bulging uncomfortably in my tight short pants. I
stroked the swelling against the silken material with the backs of my
fingernails for a while as I pictured myself lying under Sue later on.
She would twist and thrust at me and tickle me with her latest skills..
My other hand was inside my tight shirt, rubbing over my chest in such a
way that the strange pleasure made me feel light-headed. With a guilty
start, realised I was caressing myself as if I were a woman. I stopped at
once, but my prick was too hard: I could not just sit there trying not to
think about it. I made myself get up and start doing things.
Sue's weights were out. I picked them up and put them back in their box.
I tried to put them back on the shelf, but stopped when I felt I was just
as likely to drop them onto the stereo. I set them aside - Sue could put
them away herself, later. I wandered over to the couch and straightened
some cushions, then realised I was hungry, and fixed myself a light lunch.
I was calm now, and continued the routine I was developing - washed and
dried the dishes from lunch and breakfast, and did other bits and pieces
around the apartment.
As I made the bed, I again began thinking ahead to tonight, and once again
became excited. Since Sue had joined the Society for Liberation, and begun
their training course on spicing up a couple's sex life, things had really
turned around here on the home front. We'd been married five years now,
and the sex had never been better. It was almost weird how easily and
quickly I could become aroused these days. Not that I was complaining!
After making the bed, I fluttered around our room, straightening a few of
the new - and quite erotic - artwork we had hanging in our 'loving nook',
and then wondering what I should do next. At last I decided I'd cook a
special meal for us for dinner - make it romantic, so Sue would want to
cuddle me. Breathlessly, I got out a cookbook, calming down quickly as I
began flipping through, looking for something suitable. I drew up a list
of things to buy, then headed out to the growers market.
*
I hauled the last of the grocery bags inside, swinging the door shut with
an elbow, and slumping back against it. The relief was both physical and
emotional. My arms were aching, and for some reason I felt weepy. People
these days seemed to be getting ruder and ruder. Don't let other people
get you down. You are a beautiful spirit in yourself.
With a sigh, I pushed myself forward and lugged the groceries into the
kitchen. Next time I'd take more bags, so the thoughtless cashiers didn't
fill them all up so they were so heavy.
*
The table was set, candles burning as, once again, I was startled by Sue's
entrance, confused for a moment by what I saw. She clomped in again in
the scruffy clothes which, somehow, only seemed to make her sexier: more
haughty, more in command.
"Hi, dear" she called as she shut the door solidly behind her and stomped
over to me. Her arms circled my waist and pulled me tightly to her. Her
breasts pressed against my chest as she kissed me soundly. When our
mouths finally unlocked, she leaned back and looked me over. For a moment
I thought she looked at me strangely - with something like calculation in
her eyes - before she smiled.
"You're looking even more attractive tonight, darling" she said at last.
Her hands slid over my bottom. It felt delicious. "Mm, those exercises
really are tightening up your buttocks delightfully." Her words sent a
thrill through me and I pressed myself into her warmth. We kissed again.
Her tongue forced its way into my mouth, and I let it take control of mine
as it tasted and explored, thrusting into recesses. I sagged limply
against her.
The kiss ended, and Sue held me away from her, studying my face. "I
learned more wonderful things today."
Excitedly, I tried to press myself back towards her - after a moment, Sue
relented and drew me back in to her. "I can hardly wait to have my pussy
clenching over your cock," she husked, her lips brushing against my ear.
"Oh, yes" I whispered. "Let's do it now!" I wriggled slowly against her,
but I think she could sense the urgency that I was straining to hold in.
"Oh, no," she laughed. "You'll have to wait until after that delicious
dinner I can smell. You'll just have to try to control your little rod
until after we've eaten."
She released me, and I stepped away, scowling.
"And I think you should change into your black and white number, the one
that leaves your lovely legs free and shows off your waist and how much
weight you've lost. The one with the white lace cap that keeps your so-
cute fringe out of your eyes."
The mental picture of myself dressed up in the sexy little outfit she'd
ordered for me online a month ago, when I'd hit the weight loss target
she'd set for me, made me suddenly so excited I could hardly stand.
"And put on the nice strappy sandals with the silver bits, and the
posture-correcting heels."
*
As I lay under the airy silken sheets, in my translucent nightshirt which
hugged the enhanced curves of my figure, I felt my rod stiffen against the
brief panties I wore. I felt a little nervous, as though this bundle
between my legs was a piece of secret fruit I was growing there, and Sue's
cunt was a hungry mouth that would pluck the fruit from me. I slid about
under the sheets, only succeeding in exciting myself more.
*
Suddenly I realised what had been done to me. As though wakening from a
daze I looked down at the elegantly low-cut evening gown I wore, that
clung to my broad hips and my narrow waist, but most especially of all,
clung to and supported the two sculpted mounds of flesh which had been
gradually erected on my chest, which I had somehow fooled myself into
believing were merely large pectoral muscles. As I noted the two sharper
points thrusting tightly against the material from central places on these
minds, the knowledge finally reached me. I now had the chest of a woman:
I now had breasts.
I eased the straps over my shoulders and peeled the top of the gown down
to reveal what was pressing so heroically against the constraint. I gazed
at my chest, wonder-struck. Two beautifully shaped firm breasts braced
themselves unequivocally on my enlarged rib cage. Two nipples flared
erect, pointed breasts up at me. In a rapture, I slowly brought a hand to
one nipple, and gently rubbed it. The sensation reassured me so easily I
grasped the bud between finger and thumb and rubbed it harder, even tugged
at it gently. The sensation was delicious. My knees weakened and I half
slumped forward against the counter, at last shifting my eyes up to the
mirror and the sight of the dramatically long-haired, smooth-complexioned
face above the long neck and outrageously bare torso of the half-naked
nymph. Me. The flare of sexual excitement flowed its way between my
legs, my rod now pushing hard against the gown's sheer cloth covering my
groin. I cupped a breast, stroked it firmly and slowly, forcing it
against my chest and upwards. It felt wonderful.
I really don't mind, I thought. I really don't mind the change.
At that moment, the door to the Gents pushed open, and I startled upright,
the back of one hand pressed to my swollen red lips, the other hand
frantically grabbing at the straps of my gown and trying to tug it back
into place.
Sue's deep chuckle settled my fears as effectively as a stiff drink, and
rather faster.
"I thought you'd been in here a long time, you little minx. Fix yourself
up and I'll take you out backstage. The Society's judging of the first
year husbands is about to begin, and I'll be damned if you'll miss it
because you were fondling yourself in the Gents makeup counter."
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