Sunday afternoon, I got a call from my hubby. Although our relationship was changing, hearing from him always made me feel safe. He said he had finished all his business by working all weekend, so he could come home to me earlier. I love him so much. He really is the sweetest guy, and all the things he does for me. He said he'd be home Monday afternoon. I was elated.

***

As soon as my plane landed and we were allowed to stand up, I pushed my way to the front of the plane, pissing off most of those in front of me.  I needed to get to Kathy. She had sounded so sad when I'd talked to her. I needed to take care of my baby.

Once arriving home, my beautiful wife came sprinting out the front door and wrapped her arms around me, squeezing so tightly that I almost couldn't breathe. We kissed and hugged like I'd been on a long combat deployment. I saw Marge looking out her window observing. I waved. She smiled. I was glad to be home. We went inside.

"I missed you so much, Honey. I could hardly stand it.”

“Have you been a 'good' girl while I've been gone?" I asked.

Kathy looked a little strange, but with a smile on her face, she said, "I've been my best."

She hugged me again, and I just held her in my arms as I enjoyed the scent of her hair and the warmth of her body as she nuzzled into my chest. This felt like it was supposed to be.

Later that evening, the phone rang, and I answered. It was Pat. I looked at my wife. She shook her head no.

"Pat, I'd prefer that you not come over."

She scornfully replied, "Do you think you're going to fuck my little cunt? If you do, are you up for some punishment?"

I gathered up all my courage, saying, "If that's what it takes, I guess that's what it'll be then."

"Well, a lot has happened since you've been gone, so I guess it would be alright for you to finger-fuck her. Goodnight, see you tomorrow."

I wondered what Pat meant by that.

I asked Kathy, "Pat said that a lot has happened since I've been gone. What does she mean?"

My wife looked down, and sheepishly relayed the story of Pat making her masturbate in the front window.

"Did anyone see you?"

Reluctantly, she replied, "I had my eyes closed, but when I finished, there were two men watching."

"Is that all?" was my next question.

She looked like a beat puppy and said, "Yes."

At the time, I didn't know that Kathy had lied.

With some lingering doubt, I thought, given the control Pat has been putting on her, she did well.

As we retired to the bedroom, I said to my wife, "I don't really want to fuck tonight?"

She replied, "Yes, Sweetie, let's just snuggle."

I was unsure of myself because even while holding my love in my arms, my cock didn't get hard like I thought it might. We settled in for an all-night cuddle session. It was great to have my wife to myself for this night at least.

The next morning, the weather was ominous, black skies, thunder, lightning and raining cats and dogs. Was this a harbinger of things to come? Maybe things would be better once the storm passed. I felt the coolness of the gel Kathy was rubbing on my shoulders, and I remembered that things were back to "normal". However, I always wondered why she wore latex gloves when she put that gel on me.

When I got to work, the rain had stopped for a while. Firstly, I did a detailed de-briefing for my boss on my trip, and my thoughts on how things went. He was pleased that I had finished early and commented that he had reported to his boss that the client thought I did a great job.

On returning to my office, I found several emails from Pat with page links. I opened the first one. It was a girl sucking a big cock. She was doing a great job of licking and sucking. About a minute in, it faded out for a few seconds, and when it reappeared, it was my face on her head sucking his cock as he came. My cock stirred in its caged confines.

Reluctantly but curious, I opened the next one. It was a shemale getting fucked. She was riding the guy's cock reverse cowgirl and was bouncing up and down with his big cock up her ass. Of course, her cock was bigger than mine. It flopped back and forth as she rode him.

Once again, her face faded out, and mine took its place just as she shot cum all over her belly. My cock was pressed up against its cage so much that it left indentions.

I don't know how Pat had done this because I'd never given her my work email. She must've gotten it from Kathy.

What was I going to do now? I was so fucking horny. My dick was locked up like Fort Knox. I needed a release.

Working downtown, there was a sex arcade a few blocks away. Once the lunch hour arrived, I headed straight for it. I'm not quite sure what I was going to do there, but I had to do something.

Upon entering, I noticed several men looking at magazines. I approached the counter and asked the clerk, "Do you have video machines?"

"Yes, they're in the back. It cost a dollar per video. Do you want some change?"

"What kind of videos do you have?"

"There are all kinds. When you put your money in, a menu will come up then you can pick any video type you want from the list - hetero, homo, lesbian, shemales, BDSM. We have over fifty different genres to choose from. You can select a genre and see a thirty second sample. Whatever you want to see. It is probably on the list. It's dark back there. Take a few seconds to let your eyes adjust before walking into a wall or something else."

I stepped into the back room. The clerk was right. It was almost black in there. I stood just inside the door for several minutes until my eyes got adjusted. Each video stall had a louvered door. You could tell if someone was watching a video, but you couldn't see it, or the occupant. Each cubical had a small red LED light above when occupied. I found one and entered closing the door behind me. It was situated between two occupied stalls.

Putting my dollar in, the menu came up. The problem was I didn't know what I needed. I clicked on cuckold. The thirty-second sample started. There were two men and a woman. One guy sat in a chair stroking his cock wearing a wedding ring, while a big-dicked guy proceeded to fuck the woman in every orifice. I surmised that the guy in the chair was her husband and the woman getting fucked was his wife. I could relate, but that wasn't exactly what I was looking for. It did seem like a category that was something I sorta liked.

I returned to the main menu and saw a category called "sissy cuckold". I wondered, if that was what I desired. Clicking on the sample video, there were two hot women, however on a close look, one of them was a male dressed in women's clothing. He actually looked pretty good in them. I decided to give the video a longer look.

Once I selected it, the woman, his wife, made him strip. Surprisingly, his cock was locked up like mine. A big guy entered the scene and stripped. He had a huge cock. The woman made her husband suck the guy’s cock. My own started to squirm. Was this it? I continued to watch the movie as the big guy fucked the woman every way from Sunday as her husband licked the guy's balls.

I felt something touch my leg. It was dark except for the light from the screen. I reached down to move whatever it was away and felt a big, hard cock. At first, I didn't know what to do, but soon my fingers started to unconsciously wrap around it. It felt so good in my hand - so warm, pulsing with life and passion. Stroking it slowly as I watched the movie, I heard a moan from the next cubical then the voice said, "Suck it."

My consciousness was a mass of confusion and uncertainty. I looked down at it. What the fuck am I going to do, but at that moment, this thing in my hand is what I needed. What I wanted!

I knelt down and began to lavish my tongue on this anonymous cock just like Kathy's dildo, warmer than it, but real pulsating flesh. It felt good in my mouth. I had lost it, just sucking like I was in a trance. The strange member began shooting thick and creamy cum deep into my mouth. OMG, it tasted so good. I sucked and drank it down until it softened.

Just as I had finished with that one, a bigger cock appeared from the other side. It dawned on me. I realized I needed a release. Stroking and sucking this bigger cock until it was good and wet, I stood up and dropped my pants as I positioned my ass against the hole in the wall while spreading my cheeks. I needed to be filled. I felt the pressure as it slipped into my ass. My ass pressed hard up against the wall trying to get as much of this cock into me as I could. It started fucking me and yes, oh yes, this is what I needed. It felt so good. This cock was pleasing me, filling me, fucking me.

Omg, his cock was pummeling my prostate. I was leaking all over my cage. I caught it with my hand and ravenously licked it up. I could sense his urgency and the feeling deep inside my groin building. Jeeeezz, the feeling was more intense than when I fucked Pat or Kathy. It was one from deep inside me.

With a couple of deep thrust, I knew his load wasn't far behind. My cock began to squirt when he stabbed it deep into me one last time.

My cage was coated with cum and dripping. It felt good to have my nuts drain some of the backed-up load. I had the release I needed and wanted, but I needed more. Thank god, a third cock appeared. I thoroughly wetted it and again positioned myself for another fucking. I came again in a couple of minutes, however being the good fuck slut, I stayed in position until this cock shot its load into my ass, too.

What the fuck was wrong with me? This couldn't have happened. Did it, or was it just a figment of my imagination? It had been an hour and a half. I needed to get back to work. As I pulled my pants up, I could feel the cum dripping from my ass. It was scary, exciting and real at the same time.

The clerk smiled as I left and said, "Now that you know what we have to offer, don't be a stranger."

When I arrived home from work, Pat was there waiting. She met me in the driveway and said, "I missed you, too. Our anniversary night was so special. I get wet just thinking about it."

She threw her arms around me, kissing me with her tongue licking the back of my throat, as her hand slip down my pants, checking my cock restraint. I broke loose, saying, "What the fuck, Pat. Someone could be watching."

I was right. Marge was peering out her window, but she wasn't smiling this time. We went inside. We all had a nice conversation.

Pat said, "I hope you enjoyed the videos I sent you because I've got some special activities planned for tonight."

"Oh yeah, what's so special?"

"Well, you'll be the center of attention. We'll be taking care of you. So why don't you take off your clothes and lay down on the bed."

My wife chimed in, "Yeah, Sweetie, it'll be fun, and I know you'll like it when we're finished."

Handing me a blindfold, Pat said, "You have to put this on so it doesn't spoil the surprise. Remember, don't move because we don't want to hurt you."

Putting on the blind fold, I laid on the bed. Soon I felt the girls take first one arm and then the other and handcuff it to the bedpost. I wondered what devious plot these women had on their minds. It wasn't long and I was spread eagle cuffed to the bed. I was totally immobile and at their mercy. I wasn't sure if I was okay with that, but what the hell, it was too late now.

I heard some giggling and a "phiffff" sound and then felt a dampness on my chest then something sliding over it. Pat took off my chastity device. It felt great to not be confined. I felt their hands smearing something on my cock and nuts. I then realized that they were shaving me.

This continued all over my body. I felt the device being re-secured. I heard the click of the lock.

"We're done and you look beautiful."

As Kathy ran her hands over my chest and legs, I got chills. Soon Pat joined in and was doing the same. My cock wasn't even getting hard, although I was horny.

Pat said, "He feels so smooth just like a girl. I'll take the cuffs off your ankles, but you have to pull your legs up to your chest for us. OK?"

I replied, "Alright."

They released my ankles from the bedposts. After I had pulled my legs to my chest, I felt them lock my ankles to the bedposts where my hands were.

"Kathy, doesn't he look good like that? Couldn't you just fuck him to death in that position?"

I heard some more giggling then I felt someone get on the bed. I heard buzzing sound from the bathroom. I felt Kathy's dildo at the entrance to my earlier abused rosebud then a push. It was in, and it began sliding back and forth.

The buzzing sound got closer. I felt vibrations on my nuts. I'm not sure who was fucking me, Pat or Kathy, but they were doing a great job. My nuts were tingling from the vibrator, and the dildo doing a job on my prostrate. I couldn't take it any longer and moaned.

Pat said, "Look, he's cumming. Let's see if we can get him to cum again. You fuck him this time."

There was a lull and the fucking began again until I shot another load on my belly.

Pat said, "Don't waste it. Make him eat it."

I felt their hands scooping up my releases and then I felt drops falling on my lips. I licked it off. Soon, there were cum-coated fingers being shoved in my mouth.

Kathy said, "I just love watching him swallow cum. It makes me so hot. That's what started all of this."

I thought to myself. What the fuck has happened to Kathy and me? I longed for the old days when I got to fuck her pussy, and if I was good, she'd suck me, but it could never be that way again. We had lost our innocence. Pat totally owned us.

Kathy couldn't feel my little cock in her cunt any more. She needed and wanted big, thick cocks, which I was unequipped to deliver what she needed. To make matters worse, now I couldn't get hard without looking at or sucking a big cock. Cumming always involved having a thick cock fucking my ass.

I was hairless. My cock was locked up. I was horny all the time, but I couldn't get my release unless I did what Pat and Kathy ordered. I loved Kathy so much that I decided to just be the best at what I was doing.

I asked Kathy and Pat, "What do you want me to do? But first, tell me, what is that gel you've been putting on me? My cock isn't any bigger. In fact, I think it's shrunk from being locked up all the time. "

Pat said, "Well, that's a gel called AndroGel. It's a testosterone booster. It's been keeping you horny all the time for us. Any woman knows guys follow orders a lot more readily when they're horny because their little brain is doing all their thinking."

They both laughed. I felt like a helpless little pussy. They removed the blindfold.

Pat said, "What we want? Let's see... we want you to be the sissy you really are! You have to do exactly as we say."

Kathy chimed in, "Are you ready to commit like I have and go all the way?"

"Yes, I'm tired of fighting it any longer. I'll do anything you want because I love you."

Pat removed the key to my restraint from her neck and gave it to my wife, saying to me, "I use to be just like you, and after I committed, I turned into the beautiful woman you see before you. First, we have to give your cock and ass new names. Your little, useless cock will now be called your "clitty". Your ass will be called your "cunt" because that's where real cocks belong, in your cunt. You can become Kathy's wife, and she'll give you the good fucking you deserve every day. She's learned enough to be a self-sufficient ‘Hot Wife’."

I asked, "What's that?"

"It's a wife that goes out and finds big cocked guys to fuck her. If she brings them home, you'll have to suck and fuck them, too. I'm sure they'll want to show you that they can fulfill your wife's needs better than you can.

Kathy worriedly asked, "My mistress, are you going to leave us?"

"No, but it'll give me more time for training Angelique. She's going to be staying longer and will be a wonderful addition to the group. We'll all like that. Won't we, my little cunt?"

A big smile popped on Kathy's face as she said, "Oh yes, I'd love that. I just love her to death. Can I own her, please?"

Pat looked at Kathy and said, "Well, I'll think about it. But first, don't just stand there get some panties for your wife. We need to dress her up. Next week, we will have to start her on hormones then she'll really begin to look like your wife."

Funny, how it works out. This all started with me wanting to convert my wife into a sucking and fucking slut. Now, she's the sucking and fucking slut I wanted, but I've been transformed into her sucking, fucking, and cum addicted sissy wife. I'm committed to being the best sissy slut I can be for her.

*** Moral of the story: Be careful what you wish for.