"So you prefer an aging body over these big firm tits?!" my wife asked me deviously after I told her about my liking for milf porn. "That's not fair! You asked me about my porn kinks and I told you. Now I'm the bad one. And I prefer your real tits over some pictures of mature women in the internet." I tried to reduce the damage my answer caused.
I came home from gym some days later and wanted to put my sweated clothes in the laundry basket, when a fourty years old woman greeted me in the door frame of our bathroom. "Whoah! Who are you?! And what are you doing in my house?!" I shrieked. "Don't you recognize me? Oh, and it's our house, sweetie. We bought it together." "Susan? How's that possible? Your eyes are suddenly blue." "Really, your wife aged 20 years and grew some ridiculous big silicone tits over night and you are concerned about my eye colour? Besides this is not everything that changed about me. I'm horny like I've never been before. Now show me how much I coincide with your milf-kink. I'll explain you after you fucked me."
And hell we fucked. We did things by her suggestion she'd never agree with in her 26 year old body. I enjoyed it too. When we fell into the pillows next to each other completely exhausted, she told me about the milf pills she bought in a sex shop, which turned her into the sex craving mature woman, who just milked my dick from semen. It was incredible. For the next couple of weeks I insisted her to become the hot milf more and more.
She played along, but at some point even me could notice her displeasure. I decided to have a talk to her after lunch. With her sex drive her abilities in the kitchen had also improved. This time her meal tasted somehow strange. I had to cough and covered my mouth with my manicured hand...Wait, manicured hands?! They didn't look like 28 years old hands of a man. I had women's hands and tehy seemed older. I lost my arm muscles and hair. Then my chest itched, but I couldn't see it, because of the long dark hair that fell into my vision. I was becoming a woman. And according to the pills my wife took over the last weeks I was going to be a woman in her forties. At the same time a saw the changes on her, I've seen many times over the last few weeks. Her skin tightened and her eyes went green again, while her tits lost their silicone filling...sadly. Within minutes her body went back into its real age. "You will be making amends for your selfishness. Over five weeks you abused the side effects of these milf-pills. Now it's my turn. A set of lingerie for you is in the bathroom. Put it on and come into the bedroom." Why was I getting hot by her demanding tone? I just became a milf but would it turn me into a submissive slut? The answer is yes. While I tried to figure out how to put on the clothes she prepared for me, she called for me to hurry and I did immediately without a second thought. When I came to her she wore a matching set and explained to me that she spiked my meal not just with the milf-pill. Besides another product she bought a submissive-pill this morning to teach me a lesson. "From now on you'll drink a cocktail of pills to stay a submissive milf for five weeks, just like me. And now start licking." And she exposed her pussy to me. It's too bad that nobody filmed what followed, or else this would be the hottest lesbian porn you could imagine.
The mixer in the kitchen woke me up the next day. A letter on the bedside table told me to dress with the clothes my wife prepared for me and come down for breakfast. A man greeted me with two glasses of a milky fluid in. "You are right, it's me. Dink this." I downed it without hesitating. A warmth spreaded from my stomach all over my body. it was hard to listen to my wife, who was my husband now: "You'll drink a milf-pill and a submissive-pill every morning and I will mix it with a new surprising fantasy every day. Today you are going to be my blowjob bitch." she said, while her already male figure bulked out and her muscles grew. The bulge in her pants looked hot and suddenly I craved for sucking on the dick he was hiding there.
After all the deal seemed fair. She was my fantasy for five weeks, so I had to be hers for another five weeks. The fact that she had a lot of fantasies multiplied the fun. But all good has to come to an end.
Five weeks flew like minutes and today is the last day of my "punishment". My beloved and befucked husband handed me my morning cocktail and said: "Today is a special day. I have another cocktail for you. It makes you a submissive milf forever. You just have to tell me, if you want to drink it or not." "Volim te usrećivati svaki dan. Ali ne mogu li opet biti muškarac na nekoliko dana? Dakle, ne, ne zauvijek. Što?! Zašto ovako govorim?" "Oh I forgot, today is also the Eastern European stereotype day. Unfortunately I don't understand you. Therefore I have to decide for you. Drink it!"