Your stepmom's phone chimed this morning. I opened her messages with her fingerprint. My eyes opened wide when I saw it.

That's right. Your dad sent me a dick pic from his office.

He's really big. I didn't know. A feeling of knowing flooded my pussy when I saw it. I'm not sure if it was a leftover memory buried in your stepmom's mind or one left over from the recent explorations taken by my new fingers. I sat for a moment trying to decide if it mattered. Then I began to wonder how he would feel slipping in.

You can't keep waiting to change me back, you know? I know your magic was my punishment for making fun of her big tits and how your dad is older than her. But lately I've had to pretend it bothers me. To pretend I hate cooking the family dinner every night or your dad's arm when he throws it around me in bed. I've been the woman of this house for three weeks, and I've fulfilled every wifely duty except one. I'm starting to feel guilty actually. And a little impatient.

When I saw the photo this morning I was cleaning your room. I fell to your bed, still looking at the giant cock on my phone, and buried my hand in my yoga pants and pressed a finger into the welcoming folds of your stepmother's pussy. My moans reverberated off of your bedroom walls. I pretended - holding onto your sheets with one hand as the fingers of my other worked. I bit your pillow until I climaxed. Basking in the vibrations, my mind suddenly thought of it.

I found it last week. I know you said not to go through your mom's things but I found it in the closet the other day. The tag was still attached. The receipt was still in the bag. Occasionally during the week I would fish it out and run my hands over the material, wondering what it would feel like around my curves.

I stood up from your bed and, weak-kneed, returned to your mom's closet. I fished out the bag and took it, quickly hiding it in the cabinet of your parent's master bathroom. I realize now this was simply an act of preparation. I fixed my make-up, adjusted my thong, and went about my motherly tasks for the day. I'm room mother this year so I had to bake two-dozen cookies for your step brother's class event tomorrow. I put on my new apron and got to it. I think I'm getting pretty good at baking, plus I really like Sheila, Joe's mother, who is helping me out; we might even start going to yoga together. She says my ass could be as tight as hers in a few weeks.

You know what? Maybe I can cook you a cake when you are home from college in a month. I bet you'd like that. There's a recipe I've been wanting to try.

It's evening and your dad is reading in bed. I came in here in my housecoat, shut the door, and stood for a moment. Then I decided to try it on. If I walk out of the bathroom wearing this what do you think your dad would to do to me? I have a few ideas. Are they the reason I'm soaking wet right now? Why my pussy feels empty and neglected? Why I am terrified to the core of my identity?

Mmmm. It's scary to admit - but being your stepmommy makes me super horny lately. And her body is so hypnotic and she looks so alluring in this that I can't help but wonder what it would be like if my MILF pussy were to be pummeled by your dad's huge cock. I bet it would hit the spot and ease some of the tension. Don't you think?

No. Putting this on was a mistake. When he sees me like this, he's going to destroy me. Your friend will be gone. He'll be a woman. Forever. I should really take this off before your dad walks in, slip back into my housecoat, and go to bed. Before I commit, I should think about it more. Yes, I will do that. I will take this off and think about it.

Tsk! But my tits look so good in this. They're so big. So heavy on my back. So perfect. And my hair looks amazing today. If he only knew I was just behind this door.

Open it. Why am I turning around? Before you lose your nerve. My long fingernails are clicking against the door knob. Don't ask questions. Keep going. I'm turning the door knob. I simply have to face the facts. You want this. You deserve it for being such a good housewife. I love this body and I love being your stepmom. And this is the last step before I can be her completely. Stick your tits out. Walk in confidently. Be sexy. You're a woman. I'm a woman. I'm his wife. He won't be able to say no. And it's too late to back out now. He heard me enter. I need to be fucked and my husband is going to fuck me.

Lean against the door. Cup your right breast. Smile.

He sees me. Oh god, look at it growing beneath the covers. He thinks I'm your stepmom. He thinks I'm sexy. He's pitching that tent under the covers for me. It's so much bigger in real life. And I'm his wife and it's all mine. Touch yourself. It's okay if he watches. That's my pussy's cock and it's already pleased with me. But this is just the beginning. I'm licking my lips. I know just how to start the night. Walk over and pull back the sheets. I know how. I know how and I want it so badly. Get on your knees and suck his cock. My long nails are grabbing the sheets.

There it is. Put your hubby's huge cock in your mouth." Oh, Yes. Plenty of saliva. Keep your lips tight. Use your tongue. Make sure your jaw is open as wide as possible. "Mmm." Look him in the eyes. Yes. Like that. "Mmmmmm." Just like that. I love this already! Touch yourself while you play. Get ready for him.

So I guess this is goodbye.