Bully Turned Wife, Part 1 (Patreon)

“Do you like my new dress, Rick? Doesn’t it just show off these huge tits of mine?”

Tara’s voice dripped with sex appeal as she entered the room, and her body screamed it. Her heavy breasts bobbed with each heeled step, and her perfect hips sashayed from side-to-side to accompany them. She had the perfect face, with makeup applied to emphasise her sensual beauty. More than anything she reminded me of the days of the Sultans, when the most gorgeous and fertile women served in a ruler’s harem, devoted to his pleasure.

“I like it very much Leila, especially the way your perfect tits are almost spilling out of it. Why don’t you come over here and suck my cock while wearing it?”

She rolled her eyes, but couldn’t help but bite her lip in anticipation as she approached.

“I hate you so much Rick, but I can’t get enough of your amazing cock!”

Leila reached down to unbutton my pants, pulling my already semi-erect penis out, I couldn’t help but reflect on the person she used to be. It was college, and Brad was the star jock, while I was the pitiful nerd. He bullied me extensively, until a power-hungry witch caught us alone while he was harassing me for trying to date his little sister Natalie. We were shocked as the witch transformed him into my dream girl; a big-titted beauty with olive skin and perfect dick-sucking lips. Brad was horrified, but even more so when the witch placed a number of permanent conditions on his new self. Her name was now Leila, and she could only answer to that name; she retained her personality but became helplessly submissive to me and totally addicted to my cock; she could never tell anyone the truth of who she actually was; she orgasms easily – particularly in response to anything touching her big tits; she couldn’t help but be attracted to men and being objectified and groped by them turns her on; and she always had to dress like my dream girl and use dirty talk in the bedroom.

The witch was on a power trip, so I had no choice in the matter but to go along, as the first few times my body was on autopilot having sex with her with a dick that is now magically twice as big as my old one. Initially, I was devastated by the situation. I thought I was in love with Brad’s sister, and she couldn’t believe I was ‘having sex with that new transfer harlot’, but over time I came to enjoy, then love my new status quo. It’s been a few years and Leila is my submissive, buxom wife now, and not a day goes by where she doesn’t lick, suck, ride, titty-fuck, or take in my cock.

Brad-now-Leila claims she still hates me, and maybe that’s true, but I don’t think she could give me up for the world at this stage. Which is good, because she’s stuck for life as my submissive wife. And after she swallows my cum, I think I’m going to get my former bully knocked up as well.