Welcome Home

I arrived home late after a long day at work expecting to be greeted by my loving wife instead I found my house in darkness. Not that I expect her to be waiting with pipe and slippers you understand just that she usually gets home before me and makes a point of asking me how my day went. At first I wasn’t concerned, I assumed she had simply been held up or was visiting a neighbour, it was only when I turned the light on and saw the state of disarray our house was in that I began to be concerned. Furniture was tipped over drinks hand been spilled, women’s clothing was strewn about the place, some of it looking torn as if it had been ripped off. As it dawned on me that something terrible might have happened I heard a sound from upstairs and that is when I made my mistake. Instead of calling the cops or going to my neighbours for help I ran up stairs calling my wife’s name. As I approached our bedroom I heard the sound again clearer now, not the sound of struggle as I had  first thought but the unmistakeable soft rhythmic noises of fucking. My fear vanished replaced by blind fury, someone was fucking my wife in my house, in my bed!

I burst through the bedroom door fully prepared to murder whoever I found there but what I saw was so bizarre and unexpected It stopped me dead. Laying on our bed almost naked and her legs spread wide was our neighbour Lynn and busily lapping at her exposed pussy was my wife! Now some girls like to tell you about their celebrity girl crush or that one time at band camp when they made out with their best girl friend but Karen isn’t one of those girls. She is In fact straights most girlie girl I have ever met she doesn’t even wear pants for Pete’s sake. The point is the sight of her going to town on Lynn’s clam was as unexpected to me as if I had walked in to find her being probed by an alien. For a long time I just stood there gaping like an idiot until I finally managed to voice an objection.

“Karen! What the fuck?” I stammered “What the hell is this? Why?”

It was only then that they seemed to notice me, Lynn look up laughter in her pale blue eyes.

“Oh don’t be such a bore  Andy” she purred “a girl has to have some fun even if she is keeping a low profile hiding out in this backwater realm.”

Her words made no sense to me all I could focus on was the fact that my wife was still greedily lapping at her pussy like it was made of ice cream. I couldn’t stand it a moment longer I started toward the bed with the intention of dragging Karen away and demanding a sane explanation. I made it all of two steps before my dark haired neighbour waved her hand at me and I found myself frozen in my tracks.

“Now now.” she chuckled as I struggled against the invisible bounds that suddenly held me “I understand if you are keen to join in but you aren’t really my type. Hmm, still I could use another playmate to help pass the time…”

She waved her hand again and I flinched as a shower of sparks seemed to strike my chest. My skin crawled feeling hot and cold at the same time. The itching burning sensation increased and I felt my flesh shit and flow. I shrank losing a good eight inches of height in an instant my muscles melted leaving me looking like a skinny kid.

“Nuh, No, stop!” I begged through gritted teeth but Lynn just laughed and worked her magic on my helpless body

My clothes were hanging loosely off my changing body at least at first. After a moment I felt my clothes growing tighter again but only in certain places. The seat of my pants pull tight against my swelling ass and widening hips while my shirt buttons strained to contain the pair of tits that sprouted on my chest. I could only whimper in protest as long red hair fell past my shoulders, my skin became soft and smooth and my face shifted to that of a pretty girl. Lynn leered at me from the bed as my wife continued to service her.

“Oh very nice” she teased a mocking smile on her face “you make a very nice girl, I think I’m going to have a lot of fun with you. Just one more minor alteration and you’ll be perfect”

With a casual flick of her wrist she completed  my transformation. I felt my manhood draw up inside me folding in on itself leaving me with a strange hollow feeling between my legs. Once my physical change was done she released her grip on me and I collapsed to my knees trembling with shock. I glared up at Lynn trying to hold on to the last shreds of my pride.

“Bitch! I’ll fucking kill you” I squeaked my best efforts to sound threatening sabotaged by the fact that my voice had become high and girlish “Let Karen go and change me back your I’ll, I'll…”

I trailed off as my neighbour push my wife aside and stood in front of me a cruel smile playing on her lips. It occurred to me that I was in no position to be making threats, I felt as weak as a kitten and Lynn had been almost as tall as me even before all this had started. I had no doubt that she could easily overpower me even without resorting to magic, or whatever power was letting her do these impossible things.

“Let her go? Silly boy, did you think I forced her to play with me?” she taunted me with a wag of her finger “The poor dear was so bored she practically threw herself at me. Other than tweaking her sexual preferences I hardly had to change her at all. As for you, you better learn to be a good girl for your mistress or I will have to teach you some manners.”

My wife sat up on the bed, her pretty face lighting up.

“Oooh, she’s so pretty mistress.” Karen chimed in seemingly delighted with the new me “ Can we really keep her? I would just love to play with her too.”

“What? Karen no, how could you?” I gasped her betrayal cutting more deeply than the loss of my manhood.

Unfortunately for me the the idea of sharing me with my wife seemed to amuse Lynn. Before I could object the two of them had my clothes off pinning me between them. I tried to resist but my new body was far too weak stop them having their way with me. My howls of protest only got a gag stuffed in my mouth while my other holes were filled with their strap-ons.

They fucked me without mercy for what felt like hours while my body burned with shame and desperation. The worst part was that each time they thrust into me it felt just a little better, my body betraying me little by little.

My fate was sealed, before the night was out I would be begging them to be allowed to cum my macho pride a distant memory as I accepted my new life as their submissive little fucktoy.