I was heartbroken. We just received a letter in the mail and it was not the news we'd been hoping for. The tests came back and it turned out Jillian couldn't have children. We'd always wanted to be parents, and I could tell she was on the verge of tears. I consoled her.
"I'm so sorry baby. I wish there was something I could do. I would do anything to help us start a family."
I don't know how it happened, but somehow in that moment a magical force must've heard our wish and granted it, in a most unexpected way. I was flung across the room in a burst of light, my clothes evaporating with the pulse of energy. I looked down at my changing body, blushing. I'd landed naked with my legs splayed on our kitchen counter and to my horror I watched as those legs grew thick and womanly. Tits burst from my chest, and my legs spread instinctively further as my cock pulled inwards, I arched my back, and as a desperate moan cracked my lips, my body betrayed me in waves of pleasures, my manhood giving way in orgasmic tension to a damp gash of desperate wet need. I was a woman.
And as I looked across the room where my wife had once stood, I saw that a hunky man had now taken her place. He was...handsome. Jillian's clothes were gone as well, and while I had gained a woman's tender womb and wide child bearing hips, she now sported a long cock that stood erect at attention. A drop of precum already hung from the cleft of her cockhead. I saw a hunger in her eyes. She wanted me, and my pussy wanted her. I gulped.
"Babe, what's that look," I mewled in womanish surrender, leg still splayed on the counter, my body very much ready for what was about to come next. My mind played catchup, growing ever more pliant with every breath. I imagined him filling me with his seed, making me writhe for him, swell for him in total supplication. Fuck, how did this happen? She was supposed to be the one with the milky tits. But now...
""Don't you understand?" she grabbed me by the legs and positioned her head at the lips of my new pussy. I bit my bottom lip to hold back the mewling cooes that built there.This was so wrong. But I really wanted it. "Our wish was granted. I'm gonna make you a mommy."