The perfect Wife (For Delilah and LFP)

[LocalFriendlyPsychopath]

It had cost him quite a bit of money, but the promises made it all worth it. A fix to all his relationship issues. No more complaints about how he was such a "pig," for watching porn. No complaints over his predisposition to women with such outrageous proportions. Finally he'd come home from work to a warm home cooked meal, a beer, and a blowjob. His wife would be the perfect blonde haired bimbo with tits that were so big she'd have to have bras special ordered, (All natural enhancment too, thank god she had a rack before this treatment,) and of course, the best part, once she fucked his cock it would be the only one for her till her dying day. No more having to worry about a divorce or having her run off with another man. No other cock except his own would satisfy her after this. Not even her toys. So along with her increased libido, she'd be dripping wet waiting for him when he got home at night.

The talk with the owners of the spa was enlightening. Many more people went with much wilder things. Some took the women, (Or men. Supposedly they could make a man hung like a horse willing and ready to go at a simple touch, for women of his standing who wanted there own trophy husband,) and removed there ability to even speak. But he wanted her to talk. To apologize for the things she said. For the things she'd done. She hadn't been unfaithful, but the fact she was so hard on him for looking at other women while doing the same thing once a week with her gal-pals... it annoyed him quite a bit. But now... now she'd be perfect. The most wonderful bimbo around. He licked his lips as he laid back in his recliner, waiting for her to come home, gift wrapped, and ready to show off her new abilities and 'gifts,'

He heard the door handle rattle and smiled. He sat up right, glancing over at the hallway as it slowly opened and was shut behind her. He heard the tap tap tap of heels on hard wood and smiled a bit more. Thomas cleared his throat, trying to suppress his smile, "How was your day at the spa dear? You feel refreshed?" he asked as he tried to keep the smug tone out of his voice.

 

[deliliah]

Anabelle was frustrated. she did her best to keep a clean home, a promising career, and a balanced love life... But her husband had been such an ass lately... comes home, grabs a bear, sits on his computer and watches porn all day... not that she had a specific problem with the porn, but it was so excessive and it was the same thng all the time. Some brainless bimbo with huge tits mincing around in heels ready and willing... Seriously who does that? She was a red head, and every bimbo he was whacking off to was blonde. she thought her B-cups look ed really good on her frame, but every bimbo had tits the size of their heads... And the heels... Like seriously there is a time for heels, but not all day long everyday... No one just hangs around their house in heels... And then came Thrursday... She came home from work, He hadn't fed the cat, or taken out the trash, that was all he had to do... And she had to come home three hours late.... She blew up at him and vented completely... Cutting herself off shy of the word 'divorce.'

friday he came home... brought flowers, she was so sick of flowers every time they had an argument.. but this time there was a gift card for a spa. She smiled and thanked him, and did her best not to show her anger or resentment, he was trying...

Saturday came. she went to the spa early in the morning... she remembered lying down in a hot tub, and smelling a relaxing fragrance... Someone pulling her out of the hot tub, her feeling silly... happy... A helmet was put over her head, and she watched videos and heard sounds... she felt them touching her body, but that was okay... And after a few minutes it was all over... except it was night time now... She looked in the mirror as she got dressed, something seemed off, but she wasn't sure what it was... her blond hair looked radiant, her melon sized tits looked ready to grab... She put on her high heels, and minced out of the office and to her car...

She walked in and hear her husband... "Hi sweetie." She walked into the room, "it was wonderful... I feel like a new woman... ahorny new woman," Giggles, "Do you need a beer or anything?"

 

[LocalFriendlyPsychopath]

Thomas laughed a bit as she spoke. He looked over his new woman and smiled happily. He wanted her so bad. To just bend her over and fuck her, but he had to put her through her paces first. Not only that but... he felt a twinge of sadness that her beautiful red hair was now so much lighter, to the point of being nearly platinum blonde. Thomas smiled as he licked his lips and watched her, "Well my dear," he said to her softly, "I'm very glad my wife had such a good time! I hope you've had some time to reconsider some of those nasty thoughts!" he said to her softly as he ran a hand down her body before slapping her supple ass.

He smiled as he leaned back in his chair, "Well my dear wife, would you enjoy giving your husband a good old fashined blow job?" he teased her, "I'm quite tired and don't want to use my hand..." he said to her. His hand then moved up her body to her chest as he heaved a mighty breast and smiled, "God damn this is some good work, you look beautiful my love, come here, fuck me," he said to her softly as he looked over his new wife approvingly, "Teach me all those slutty things you know... I'm afraid I might have forgotten a few of them, and if you're good, maybe I'll fuck you in the ass while you're making dinner," he promised her sweetly with a huge grin.

 

[deliliah]

She giggled when he said that he hoped she had a good time, "Did i ever..." not that she really thought about much of what she did, just more about a general feeling...

She walked closer to him, "yeah, I'm sorry what i said. we should watch more porn together!" he giggled again.

he askd her f she would like to give him a blow job, She nodded her head eagerly, "yeah, they are so much fun!" She felt his hand move p her chest. She felt her eyes close and a moan escape her lips, "Oh that feels soo goooood..." He invited her over for a fuck... "Sounds wonderful dear, but what do you want, the blow job or the fuck?" he invited her for both, but she could only do one at once...