A new birth

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Summary

A boring marriage takes a fast turn when the wife decides to turn his husband into her sharable bitch...

Status
Complete
Chapters
1
Rating
n/a
Age Rating
18+

A new birth

A new birth...

Disclaimer

This is a work of adult fiction intended for readers 18+ only. All characters are 18 years of age or older, and all content is fictional and consensual. Themes may include taboo or explicit material for narrative purposes only. Reader discretion advised.

Her skilled hands draw a perfect black line on both his eyelids. She brushed the mascara on the eyelashes and ordered him to open his mouth softly. The crimson red lipstick completed what she saw as one of her masterpiece. It was his time now to complete the transformation. She sat on the footstool of the vanity table and looked at him, awkwardly dressing up. His fully waxed body lighted by the sunlight passing thru the bedroom curtains. He started with the crotchless black stockings, like she suggested him. Pulled up the G-string that barely contained his sex, even soft. His inexperienced hands, stumbled a couple of times on the hooks of the bra, that he had to pull over the silicone prosthesis she bought for him. He looked at the latex skirt and the silky satin shirt laid on the bed. “Wear it” she just murmured, and he did. He obeyed to her seductive order. Looking at himself, in the cabinet mirror, he got a shiver. At his eyes, he wasn’t even barely decent. She noticed his doubtful sight and moved to the cabinet to pick up the last two pieces, to complete her masterpiece. The ash-blonde wig and the thigh-high stilettos boots. Taking his arm, she made him turn, taking away his sight from the mirror. She helped him climb inside the boots, zipped it up and fixed the wig on his head with a few hairpins. “Now, you’re perfect” she whispered in his ear, turning him again to see his reflection in the mirror. A shiver, all the way down his spine, was what he felt. His sex throbbing in the tiny G-string, made him understand what she just did. Their eyes crossed and he understood his role before she said it. This was his new birth. “You’re my whore tonight, and I’m going to share you...” were the last words she pronounced before leaving for the club.