It’s not that my wife didn’t trust me while she was away on her frequent business trips. Sara just enjoyed using her grandmother’s potion book to keep me busy while she was away. The first time she did it as a joke. Knowing I didn’t have any other plans than to just lounge around the house until she returned, she gave me a spiked glass of water that turned me into a cat for 48 hours. Needless to say I was angry, but all I could do was meow at her.
She had a wonderful idea for how to sneak me along on an overnight trip one time. She told me that I was coming along with her and I all had to do was drink the vile she handed me. I asked her what was going to happen but she just told me to trust her. I drank the vile’s contents and collapsed into a lovely pair of panties. The feeling of being wrapped around her most intimate areas for the next twelve hours was surreal.
When I changed back the next morning ready to ready to take her like I never had before. She stopped me and told me I had to wait until we returned home that night. She gave me another vile to drink. I felt the same sensation as the previous day’s transformation but that time she didn’t pull me up her legs. As she wrapped me around her chest I reveled in the fact I would be holding up my wife’s tits all day.
But this time was different. Sara had left before I got home to say goodbye. All I came home to was a corked bottle containing a pink liquid with a note beside it.
“Sorry I couldn’t see you before I left. I was looking forward to seeing you after you drank this. I think you’re really going to enjoy this one. I love you! – Sara
P.S. I left something for you in the bedroom for you to try out if you’re feeling brave! XOXO”
Part of me wanted to look in the bedroom before I drank the potion but I knew my Sara would be disappointed if I ruined the surprised. I pulled out the cork, cheers’d to my unknown adventure ahead of me, and drank the bottle’s contents.
The familiar warmth spread over me and my body tingled with anticipation as I waited to sprout fur or a tail but discovered the only thing I was sprouting was a perky pair of breasts. While the rest of my body shrank my chest, hips, and ass grew into ideal proportions for a teenage girl. The shock of growing breasts was almost enough of a distraction from what was happening in my pants. I could still feel my manhood yet knew that it wasn’t as big as it had been seconds earlier. I let out a gasp when my crotch collapsed in on itself leaving me with a smooth mound between my legs.
I tore off my now baggy clothes and looked down at myself, quickly learning that it was now impossible to do so without hair falling into my view. I uneasily walked to our bedroom taking in all the jiggling that came with my new body. Sara had turned me into all sorts of animals and objects, but so far being a woman was the most difficult adjustment.
What did my wife expect me to do with this body? I certainly couldn’t go out in public like this. I didn’t have any clothes that would fit. Unless I wore Sara’s….
Then I remembered the last part of her note and looked around the room. I saw it, on my pillow – a very realistic dildo. It even had a suction cup at the base so it could be mounted, no pun intended. There was another note next to it.
“Hope you’re enjoying yourself! If not, this will definitely help :)”
Did she really think I was going to use that thing? Did she honestly believe that I would put it…….inside me?
I couldn’t stop staring at it. I had seen a penis every day of my life but never from this perspective. It was doing something to me I never would have imagined. I did want it inside of me. An aching emptiness between my legs needed something to fill it and Sara had left me exactly what I needed.
Even just picking it up sent a tingle throughout my body I never could have anticipated. I quickly found a spot in the bathroom that allowed me enough space to straddle the imitation cock without any obstacles.
I made sure it was secure and even stroked it for good measure. The wetness of my new pussy began to trickle down my thigh. I was too scared to touch it with my own fingers yet horny enough to rub it against the tip of the dildo. I cried out in pleasure as soon as I felt it against my new sex.
I thought back to all of the times Sara was on top of me and how she rocked herself back and forth before taking me inside of her.
I mimicked her movements as if I’d been doing it my entire life, each time I rocked back and forth my pussy got wetter.
It wasn’t long before the head of the dildo slipped inside of me. I let out a moan that would make a porn star proud. I needed more. I needed to be filled. I relaxed my legs and took as much of the dildo in as I could. My entire body shook as the pleasure rippled throughout every part of me.
That’s when I looked up and saw Sara standing in the doorway grinning ear to ear.
“Hi, sweetie. My flight got cancelled,” she said as if she wasn’t talking to her transformed husband with a dildo halfway inside of his new pussy. “I was going to call and tell you but decided to surprise you instead. Are you surprised?”
I wanted to answer her but before I could I shifted my weight slightly forward, causing the rubber cock to go deeper inside of me. All that came out of my mouth was, “oh my god!”
“I’ll take that as a yes,” Sara quipped. “I’ll leave you to it then. Let me know when you’re done and we’ll find you something to wear before we go out.”
Sara closed the door behind and I got back to the task at hand. I should have been embarrassed that my wife just caught me. I should have been wondering how she was going to dress me. I should have been worried about going out in public as a woman.
But all I could focus was having my first female orgasm of many that weekend. It didn’t take long to get there.
