Curiousity — BackedTGC

My name is Frank...well I guess my name was Frank. There is a saying that goes along the lines of be careful what you wish for. I am the poster child for that statement. I wasn't the most successful man probably just what you would call average. I had what you would call a dead end job that came with a decent salary. I had alright luck with women, I really wasn't a Don Juan but I did ok for myself. I also always had a curiosity about how the other side lived. The thought had always been there, I mean who didn't assume that the grass was always greener on the other side. I always assumed that women had it much easier then men did and now I had a first hand experience that I was fucking wrong. I already said that my name was Frank...well surprise I guess because now my name is Tabitha. My asshole husband calls me Tabby, yeah that is right I went from being an average guy to being a depressed housewife. I went from having that dead end job to being a manager and by that I mean I try to manage two kids. I also try to manage not having my asshole alcoholic of a husband beat me. How did I end up this way? My curiosity lead me to this fucking internet ad. I don't even remember now what drew me in but my first mistake was responding to that ad. My second mistake was saying yes and not realizing what I was agreeing to. I don't even know how Tabitha did it but after I said yes it seemed like seconds before I had a whole new set of problems. Tabitha walked away with a shit eating grin inside my average male body and I have never seen her again. Well technically I see her every time I look in a mirror because I do have her face now but you get the point. At first I was happy to have Tabby's body as the urges were new and foreign. I felt empty as I had this void between my legs that I felt needed to be filled. I thought I could handle the urges as my new crotch was alien to me but not to my husband. He knew exactly what to do with his throbbing cock and how to pound my pussy. At first I couldn't lie I enjoyed it as his cock pulsed inside me sending waves of pleasure up my spine and into my brain, but now when I squirm it only excites him. I knew I was in trouble when he began referring to me as his property but I don't have a choice to resist his hardness. I only half ass try to escape his grip anymore. I try to enjoy the sex but sometimes I just cry as he fucks me and the more I cry the rougher he gets. I can't quite remember at this point why I ever wanted this. I do remember thinking the grass was greener on this side but that was before I was just a place for my husband to empty his balls.