Frumpy Wife Is Transformed Into Free Use Bimbo

You walk into the kitchen, feeling horny (with a plan) and try to proposition me, your wife. It goes the same way that it always ends up. I shoot you down with a tonne of different reasons. I'm busy with the housework, I have loads to do and "we don't really do that anymore, do we??" since we've been married for so long. I'm wearing some ugly rubber cleaning gloves, my hair is scraped back and I'm my usual frumpy self. Luckily for you, you knew that this was coming and so you've found a way online to transform me. You ask me to stare into your eyes, which I laugh off at first but then eventually oblige if it means that you'll go away and leave me in peace. The transformation hits almost instantly. I gently sway side to side, my eyes widen and a vacant look washes over my face.

"How can I serve you, Master?" You can't believe that it actually worked!!! All of those men in the chat room said that it would, they've been doing it to their wives for years, but you thought that they were all talk. You ask me to take off those ugly gloves that you hate as a small test. I oblige, eager to please you. Next you tell me to let down my hair and I do it without a second thought. You can't believe how subservient your wife is all of a sudden. You tell me to remove all of my clothing and you're gobsmacked as I do it without question (you could get used to this!) Next you tell me to go upstairs. "Yes Master" I reply and you follow me up the staircase, still almost in disbelief at your usually cold and frumpy wifes new personality.

I sit on my knees, naked, hands behind my back awaiting further instruction. You're getting cocky now and decide to go the full way with your new "toy". You tell me to change into an outfit you had preselected... slut collar and all. You smirk as I put it tightly around my neck - knowing that I would be outraged at such a degradation to myself usually. You tell me to act more dumb, more giggly and to stick my tongue out. Of course I follow your every command. Next you tell me to suck your cock, which is absolutely throbbing at having your wife under your complete control. I give you an incredible sloppy blowjob, stopping at points briefly only to call you "Master" and to stick out my tongue. You've hit the jackpot. You tell me to sit on your hard cock and I do it. Now you can control my speed, position, facial expressions... everything. I fuck you as though I have endless energy, lapping up each and every instruction. You tell me to bend over and stick my finger deep into my ass and I do it. You're amazed, aroused and stunned. You order me to make you cum and I do. You fill me up with a gigantic load of spunk which you've been saving up for this very moment. (Something which I usually detest!)

Finally you ask me to go and take the bins out, dressed as I am and full of your cum dripping out of me. This almost gives you the greatest pleasure of all because I had been nagging at you earlier to do it. You decide to pull me out of it, asking me to look into your eyes once more. I snap back into my normal self and I'm shocked to discover that I'm wearing barely anything. "What just happened?" I demand to know. I check my phone to find hundreds of messages from the neighbours about me going outside naked. Someone even posted a photo into the neighbourhood watch! I'm completely outraged. I can't work out what you did but I know that it was something. I call you disgusting and storm out of the room. You decide that next time you might just keep me like that forever, to use whenever you like.