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Femdom Forces Husband to Fuck Animals, by Jezebel Rose

My wife controls the purse strings and every other aspect of my life. She controls when we will eat and when we will have sex, and how we will have sex. She was the boss. I was the wimp. Somehow, that is what has happened. When I realized what she was doing. I was already too far-gone. I was 28 years old married for five years. I am 5 feet 4 inches tall. Slim build. I weighed 145 pounds.

My wife is close to my size but 20 pounds lighter. She had the better job, and she made money. I was happy to have a part-time job and keeping the house clean. What I did not know was Kathy’s plan for me. It started small enough. A routine doctor’s checkup. Blood workup and low blood pressure. Not a bad checkup.

The doctor set up a diet and some medication for my blood pressure and some injections for offsetting the thin blood. The food was ok, the pills no problem. The workout program was a bit aggressive. After several weeks of the program, he needed to prescribe a can of cream for my chest.

My muscles were sore and did not seem to heal. It has been six months since my checkup, and I seem to be better. She has allowed me to grow my hair long as it does look to improve faster. I have noticed that things that did upset me no longer do. I find my self-reading more and more. Romance novels and the like. I never knew I liked those, and I thought they were a joke. I have also found that being healthy had reduced my body hair. Not a bad trade-off. I am a little worried that my breasts have grown a bit.

I guess the fact there takes more effort to get in shape. My waist as reduced and I have lost fifteen pounds and feel great. I have had several more doctors’ appointments, and I have had to take some antidepressant drugs. They have made me a very likable and agreeable person now. I seem to be happy. We went on a quick vacation, and it was then that I found just how mad she could get. The airline had lost my suitcase. No stores were open or even close if they were open. We had dinner and relaxed. She said she needed a shower and I should join her.

That was a no-brainer for me. I stripped down and joined her. It was when we were done that she ordered drinks and told me that this was going to be a great vacation. She told me that the only clothes we had were hers. I have been feeling a bit submissive lately and when she tossed me her panties and said to put them on. I did put them on, and they did fit rather well. She then said that with my breasts, it looked a bit funny and she tossed me a bra. I was able to get it on, and I have to admit that I did look ok in the outfit. We slept, in the morning we had breakfast in the room, and she again gave me my pills.

We lounged around the room, and I was feeling mellow and relaxed. It was then she said that while we were in a foreign country that if I wanted to please her that I could get a small operation done and make her very happy. To know, I could make her happy was all I cared about. I agreed to it on the spot. She asked if I wanted to know what she wanted to do to me.

I told her, if it would make her happy then it made me happy, I slipped on her sweat suit outfit, and we took a tour of the town. We stopped at a slightly newer building and entered. When we walked in the girl behind the counter asked if we had an appointment. My wife said yes and gave my name. She stood up and told me to follow her. I did.

In a small exam room, she told me to remove my outer clothes. I did just that. She saw my bra and panties and remarked how beautiful they were. She had me sit on the table, took my blood pressure, and then told me to lie down. She put an IV in my arm, and it was attached to a clear tube that ran up to a bottle of something. I soon was out, and that was it. Later I felt being moved into an operating room. I heard my wife talking and then nothing. When I woke up, I was so out of it.

I felt no pain and knew nothing. My wife appeared and asked if I was Ok. I told her I was. She said so was so proud of me and loved me even more. That was all I needed. My upper body was wrapped in a tight top, and my lower part felt as if I was in a diaper. I stayed at the hotel for the rest of the vacation.

She just seemed to think it was great. I did too. A nurse would look in on me and check things out. On the way to the airport, we stopped at the doctor’s office for some pills and shots. On the plane ride home, I slept like a baby. Once we arrived back, she had me take many medicines for the next two weeks.

It seemed all I did was sleep. The following week she said she was so happy and content that she was going to reward me. I told her it was my pleasure. She handed me a stack of clothes. They contained a bra and panties and a dress. I looked at it and looked at her, and she smiled. She said that first, I needed a shower and that she would give me one.

She insisted while in the shower that there be no light on. I felt her run her hands over me with a bar of soap. My breasts did feel different. They seemed plumper and heavier. When she washed me below, it seemed rather smooth and easy to clean. I pleased her, and that was all I needed. It was when she dressed me and did my hair and makeup that when she handed me the mirror that what I saw was not me.

I put the mirror down and looked in the full-length mirror. There stood beautiful women. I did not see me. She hugged me and said I was perfect. What I saw was that there was cleavage and more cleavage. She told me to undress. As I started to undress, she would stop me, admire me, and say how happy she was. It was when I stood there just in a bra and panties that she said that she would finish. As she undid the bra and stepped back, I felt my breasts fall a bit. When she pulled my panties down and had me step out of them.

I stood there naked, and she just smiled and said she loved me and was so happy. She then took my hands, put them on my breasts, and told me to feel them and enjoy them. She then took my hands and placed them on my lower belly. She started to push them down farther and further. My hands were being pushed all the way down. I felt nothing until I felt between my legs and that was it.

She then turned me towards the mirror, and there I stood. I had full breasts, and there was nothing below the waist. My testicles were gone as well as my penis. There was nothing. It was smooth as my backside. She said that she was thrilled with me and loved me even more. I was in heaven.

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