"Oohh... ohh! Oh shit!" I was cumming again. My hair was getting pulled, my tits were bouncing on the bed, and I had a cock deep in my stupendous, spasming, divine pussy. I couldn't control myself, I knew I was too far gone to even try to resist. I moaned and my eyes rolled back in my head, the sensation surpassing anything I'd ever known as a man...
... or anything I would ever feel as a man again, I was coming to suspect.
"You came again didn't you? Fantastic. I love my little horny bitch wife and I'd hate to see her go..." The voice of my partner rung in my ears. I was busy struggling to breath as my orgasm continued to roll up and down my whole body, so I couldn't manage much of a retort.
A few more grunts and suddenly the shaking of my world stopped. Something hot and wet filled my new womanhood. Copious quantities of jism blasting my pussy walls. When the cock pulled out of me I whimpered and collapsed, feeling that hot, sticky wetness dribble out of me and down my legs. Spent, I collapsed face first on the bed. I felt fantastic. I felt ashamed.
"...You're the wife." I muttered in a very late reply.
"I was, but from where I'm standing, it definitely looks like you are now. Why? Still nervous to think of yourself as the wife?" My wife teased in her gruff, manly voice. I couldn't even look at her, but I knew she'd be staring at my ass, thinking about what she'd just deposited in me...
She knew I found it unsettling when she called me her wife. When she called me "she" and "her" to people we met. It was one thing to have a woman's body, but when she said those things I knew she was really trying to make me feel like a woman.
I'm more than eager for this little experiment - using one of those new nanite treatments to swap our sexes. I didn't mind at all when she'd grown a dick and I'd grown tits and she'd immediately started fondling me. Hell, I'd enjoyed it. Then when she'd shoved her dick in my new pussy. Fuck, I should've called it then and there. It felt too good.
She hadn't picked any ordinary set of nanites. She picked some programmed to last "as long as we wanted them to", which was to say their duration increased every time you orgasmed.
I'd been a woman all of three weeks, yet for all my orgasms I was likely to be stuck this way for the next eight months - if I started living like a nun anyways. I had tried. I managed to go all of the last week without, but then I'd gotten so goddamned mad horny I couldn't think straight. I figured a quick fuck would do me good, and I'd still come out ahead... but then I'd cum twice on my wife's glorious cock. Two orgams would more than erase a week with none.
My non-response didn't slow my wife down. "Admit it," she said "The sex might be your favorite part of being a woman, but it's not the only part." She - being a man now - hadn't cum nearly so many times as me. She was still net positive, but were she to go celebate she'd be back to herself in probably a little over three months. "You like being my little woman. Cooking and cleaning around the house. Doing the shopping. Dressing sexy for me..."
"I am making great progress on my novel." I admitted. Technically I was between jobs and should've been job hunting, but I'd also taken up my old hobby of writing again.
"And I'm fucking loving having a dick. Everyone at work says they treat me the same, but they totally don't. Bunch of sexist assholes, but at least I'm the benefit of their assholery now." My wife said.
"Honey, we can't stay this way." I muttered. "Getting all the documents in order for a permanent sex swap is a whole different level of pain-in-the-ass. Plus there's all kinds of fees..." The nanites were not the most well sanctioned thing in the eyes of the government and society. They were more 'tolerated' than 'accepted'.
"I'm pretty sure we're going to have to." My wife sat down beside me and rested her hand on my shoulder. Her eyes stayed fixed on my ass though. "Didn't you notice that you missed your period?"
"What?"
"The nanites were pretty clear about where in your cycle you'd be when you transformed. You should've gotten your period by now."
"You mean..."
A rush to the pharmacy for a test confirmed what my wife was hinting at. She'd knocked me up. I wasn't just going to be a wife - I was going to be a mom.
"Look on the bright-side my dear." My wife said as she wrapped her arm around me, taking all this news very well, "I can't wait to see you barefoot and naked in the kitchen with a big, round belly..." She kissed me.
I was terribly overwhelmed, but that idea - and the kiss - it triggered something in me. Some part of me that had been struggling with how long I was going to be stuck as a woman just let go.
I returned the kiss and immediately felt aroused.
"Me too." I whispered, knowing that now I was really going to get the full womanhood experience. Plus, I could have all the sex and orgasms I wanted now. The nanites were programmed to autodestruct when they detected the pregnancy hormones.
I was going to be stuck as the wife for a long, long time.
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Original author: Joeberan
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