A Difficult Choice

A Difficult Choice

by sammig82

The happily married couple had just celebrated their first wedding anniversary and they could barely keep their hands off each other. For Dr. Kyle Harris, a skilled surgeon as much as he was an attractive 31-year-old, he could hardly believe that he had married someone as beautiful as his wife, Esther. As a fashion designer, she had opted to work from home on most days unless there were events or urgent conferences.

The trip home from a fancy Michelin-star restaurant had been too long for the desirous pair as they had already been touchy and feely within the luxurious cabin of Kyle’s sports car. As soon as they had closed the door of their home behind them, Esther’s elegant little black dress was the first to go. She stepped over the article of fashion she had designed herself as soon as it had dropped to the floor around her 4-inch heels.

The successful young surgeon resumed pawing at his wife’s body which by now was wrapped in nothing but her lingerie and thigh-high stockings. While her C-sized bosoms and her bouncy derriere were being groped, she helped her husband out of his sumptuous tuxedo and suits. They kissed with plenty of vigor as the ember of their love burned ever so brightly.

When their lips parted, Kyle continued kissing down his gorgeous wife’s neck before coming towards her succulent breasts. Esther had just released her perky assets from the confinement of her lacy bras as she had them ready and at her lover’s mercy. The 31-year-old Chris Evan look-alike wasted no time suckling at her tits in turns while Esther moaned to the heavenly stimulus.

“Hmmm, you sure know how to please a woman,” she cooed.

As soon as the buckle of his belt had been released, his pants dropped, and so did the amorous wife who was quick to kneel and free her husband’s 7-inch erection from his underwear.

“You’re especially eager today, my lovely wife,” Kyle grunted as his cock disappeared into Esther’s mouth.

She spared no effort to lather her husband’s member with her saliva before taking it down her throat. The grip of her small hand around the base turned into pumping movement as soon as she started bobbing her head up and down his length. The way his sacs were tightening was an indication that he was close to blowing his load.

“I’m close, Esther!”

“Not yet, honey. I want you inside!”

Esther stood up before leading her husband across the spacious living hall towards the kitchen. There, she hopped onto the island top before spreading her legs. Her dashing lover needed no invitation as he lined his throbbing meat up before popping it past his wife’s drenching wet slit.

“Ahhh! Yes! That’s it Kyle! Fuck me! I’m sure it’ll work out this time,” Esther squealed, as she fondled her own breasts while she withstood her husband’s gallant thrusts.

A surge of orgasmic waves washed over her before her husband came. She could feel the warmth of his seeds inside. They had been putting off their plan to start a family until recently when Esther had finally agreed to her husband’s wish. To be a mother meant that she would have to give up some of her ambition in the fashion world, something which had been a dream of hers when she was a little girl.

Some of her husband’s cum oozed from her opening as he pulled out before he lowered his head to kiss her on the lips. She was still sitting on the countertop in her sheer black stocking and her heels before Kyle helped her down. His muscles were flexing around her as they embraced.

It sorts of reminded Esther fondly of their wedding night. They were similarly burning with passion as they had another go at each other in the shower before wrapping things up in the bedroom with their usual kinky play. And it was supposed to be her most fertile day too.

Fingers crossed, Esther thought to herself as she drifted off to sleep, resting her blonde head against her husband’s firm chest.

**

The morning sunlight painted a picturesque scene as Dr. Kyle Harris, a respected surgeon, bid farewell to his loving wife, Esther. Their charming home resonated with happiness, as Esther waved goodbye from the doorstep.

“See you tonight,” her husband said before kissing her on the lips.

After seeing his Lamborghini pulled away from the driveway and disappeared beyond the gate, Esther closed the door. The mirror next to the coat stand showed the reflection of a vivacious 28-year-old with long blonde hair done up in a neat ponytail. Her big blue eyes, narrow upturned nose, and luscious lips which made up for her glorious smile often had many mistaken her for the lovely Margot Robbie. Even her size and build were similar standing at 5 feet 6 inches and weighing no more than 120 pounds, the fashion designer would often model herself in her own creations.

This time around though, she was wearing a casual but still pretty summer dress with floral patterns amid yellow soft fabric. The hem of the attire barely extended past mid-thigh as she savored the airy feel while sauntering towards the living hall. With her iPhone in hand, she settled onto the couch before crossing her long toned legs at the knees. Her every manoeuvre exuded feminine elegance as she checked her emails before browsing through the socials in particular among the fashion circles.

Halfway through her morning ritual of firing up her MacBook Pro to resume work on a set of new designs for the London Fashion Week, the doorbell rang. A peculiar grin replaced Esther’s rather serious expression.

“Perfect timing, Sheldon! Hubby’s just left,” Esther said as soon as she swung the door open to invite an unacquainted middle-aged man into her home.

“That pretty boy doctor’s treating you all right, I reckon?” The stranger waltzed into the exquisite residence as if he owned the place.

“That pretty boy is a surgeon. And yes, he’s treating me better than ‘all right’,” Esther said after closing the door behind her before launching herself into the arms of the man.

Despite sporting an unimpressive appearance and a body that had never quite hit the gym before, Sheldon was still a tall guy at almost 6 feet. He had no issue carrying Esther’s featherweight as she wrapped her legs around his paunchy waist while smashing her lips against his. With her arms dangling on his shoulders, her eyes were either shut as she was Frenching him, or open so that she could see her attractive self making out with an unattractive man through the reflection of the large mirror by the coat hanger. Witnessing herself being infatuated with someone like Sheldon appealed to her in more ways than she had expected.

Esther could feel his large hands sneaking up her skirt to squeeze on her panty-cladded arse while she continued sucking at his fat tongue.

It wasn’t long before Esther was moaning and squirming in his embrace as she felt his hand slipping inside her panties to touch her bare pussy. Her breathing became more labored as she started to rub her crotch against his thigh, and it did not take long before she was whimpering as her orgasmic climax overwhelmed her.

Sheldon was quick to capitalize on the opportunity, and he wasted no time in lifting her off the ground so that he could carry her to the bedroom. Once there, he lowered her onto the bed and immediately got between her spread legs.

His chubby fingers went straight for her vagina, and it took only a few seconds before they were sinking into her dripping wet cunt. Esther was still reeling from her orgasm when he started fingering her, and she soon found herself writhing beneath him as her body responded to his ministrations.

He kept up the pace until she was once again coming undone, and then he moved down to devour her clit with his mouth. Esther was now gasping and writhing wildly as he continued to pleasure her, and it wasn't long before she was screaming out in ecstasy as she came again.

Sheldon kept going until she had come three times in a row, and then he finally stood up to remove his clothes. Esther was still trembling from her orgasms when he climbed back onto the bed, and she immediately reached out to wrap her arms around his neck and pull him close. They kissed passionately as their hands roamed over each other's bodies, and it wasn't long before Esther was moaning with pleasure as she felt his thick cock sliding inside her. Sheldon began to thrust into her slowly at first, but he quickly picked up the pace as he felt her pussy tighten around him.

Esther was moaning and crying out with each thrust and soon found herself coming undone once again as she came all over his cock. Sheldon kept up the pace until he was ready to cum, and then he pulled out and shot his load all over her stomach.

Esther was still shaking with pleasure when he collapsed next to her, and she smiled up at him as she ran her fingers through the cum on her belly.

"That was amazing," she said breathlessly.

“Gee… thanks,” Sheldon blushed.

“I’m talking about this body,” Esther clarified, much to her guest’s disappointment. “I mean, it’s like switching up from a golf cart to a Ferrari.”

“Speaking from your experiences as a caddie and a part-time parking valet, I presumed,” Sheldon reminded.

“I could easily afford one, you know, with this body,” Esther said while rolling her body towards the ‘stranger’ before tracing invincible lines on his hairy chest. “If everything goes according to plan tonight, you could very well be driving one to work next thing in the morning.”

“As much as I like being your pretty boy husband, I’m not sure if I’m up to doing his job… you know, it’s not easy being a surgeon. And a rather good one at that,” Sheldon said staring at the mirrored ceiling with his hands behind his head.

“What are you yappin’ about? You’ll get all his skills and memories once you’ve put on his skin,” Esther said as she propped herself up on her elbows, grinning at the bearded man’s face. “Besides, I’ve been dying to do this…” Esther leaned back once more to show off a big black penis jutting out from between her wet vaginal lips along with a pair of equally black hairy balls.

“Holly shit, Malcolm! Didn’t even realize you’ve already pulled that thing out!” Sheldon said as he nonchalantly reached out to stoke at the blonde’s impressive member. He would not even be touching the dick of his former co-worker had it not appeared out of the pussy of a gorgeous 28-year-old.

Esther’s creamy white complexion was a stark contrast to Malcolm’s rich ebony as Sheldon had no trouble taking it into his mouth.

“Fuck, Shel’. You’re actually doing it!” Esther moaned as she started playing with her own tits.

The man did not respond as he continued blowing the attractive stay-at-home wife. There was some kind of craving in his eyes that needed to be sated. It was a discovery that no one else in their company had told him about.

“Please… Malcolm, fuck me with your big black dick!” Sheldon pleaded before positioning himself on his hands and knees.

“Holy fuck, Shel! Didn’t know you’re into this kind of shit!” Esther mused as she lined her meat up against the man’s pucker. “All good then. Saved me the trouble of trying to come up with something persuasive. By the look of it, you didn’t know that me pulling out my cock from her pussy was even possible, did you?” the blonde asked before dropping a spit onto the man’s hole.

Sheldon had only managed to shake his head twice before the surgeon’s smoking-hot wife pushed her brown erection into his anus. The man’s grunts were for the combination of pain and a newfound pleasure as his fantasy of getting screwed by a dickgirl had just been fulfilled.

Esther was gentle at first before gradually picking up on pace and intensity as she doggy-fucked her guest. The possibilities of doing the same with Kyle in all sorts of positions and at all kinds of places were already playing in her head as she withdrew her cock before ordering Sheldon to flip onto his back. Then, she resumed sodomizing the man – this time while stroking his inferior penis at the same time. It was only a matter of time before they both came almost simultaneously – Esther filling up the stranger’s bowels while said strangershot his jizz all over his ugly mug and chest.

**

The heart transplant especially for a 71-year-old billionaire was always going to be a challenge – but that was usually where Kyle thrived. The thrill of it and the contentment of seeing his patient talking and laughing a week later had always been what drove him. But this was taking longer than he had anticipated as he turned his head to check the time on the wall. There was no way he would be able to make it home for dinner. Still fully suited up in green sterile scrub, the medical prodigy had only wished that he had the opportunity to tell Esther himself.

Nevertheless, he also knew that his wife would be kept informed by the surgery department’s staff regarding the hold-up. That was probably the reason why he did not bother to check a text from his sister just a few minutes ago.

**

Rather than preparing the dinner herself, Esther had ordered pizza instead which was something she would not even be touching had she not been turned into a skinsuit and worn by a 36-year-old man named Malcolm Finley a week ago. With the memories and knowledge that came with the organic disguise, she was more than capable of making a full course feast but decided to focus her time on making the necessary preparations for the skinsuit-making witchcraft.

The guest room’s furniture had been moved, just as it was the week before when Dr. Kyle Harris had been away on the Middle East trip to share his expertise with his counterparts on the other side of the globe. The irony of it was the fact that they had made use of the same old pizza delivery guy impersonation trick who feigned finding the wrong address to deceive the old Esther. A six-foot-tall black man and an almost six-foot-tall Caucasian had no trouble subduing a woman of Esther’s size – also using an age-old cloth and chloroform method.

This time around, the pizza guy who had just left, was real. The pizza Esther had received – not before having flirty exchanges with the cute delivery man – was real too, as she took a bite from a slice. Sheldon was busy checking the pentagram drawn on the floor with chicken blood, making sure it was precisely as instructed by the spell book, or the same as they did in the same location with the old Esther a week ago.

“Are you sure you don’t want a bite?” Esther asked leaning against the frame of the door before throwing the last remaining chunk of her slice into her mouth. The wonders of the skinsuit made sure that she would stay in shape and healthy while keeping the appetite and eating habits of a man almost twice her size. She would still be aging like anyone else but at a slightly slower rate than normal.

“You can drug the rest of the pizza and the wine. Don’t think I’ll be eating until we get this over and done with,” Sheldon said. His voice was a little shaky and his nerves were showing.

“Loosen up, homie… You’ll do just fine, trust me… you’ll make a good husband,” Esther said, effortlessly switching from an uncharacteristically crude intonation to a persuasive higher pitch, much befitting her gentle appearance.

“I don’t know if I…” Sheldon’s uncertainty was interrupted by the majestic chime of the doorbell.

“Get it together, Shel’. Your new life is here,” Esther snapped, her voice a deep baritone, this time, laced with a hint of hostility as she grew impatient with her timid accomplice.

Thinking that her husband must have forgotten his keys, the lovely wife skipped excitedly towards the door before making sure that not a blonde strand was out of place via the door-side mirror. Then she proceeded to swing the door open. Much to her surprise, it was not Kyle who was standing at the doorstep. There was a fraction of a second delay as she dove into stolen memories to discover that the fine young woman with dark shades and a pretty little dress carrying along rather sizeable luggage was Kyle’s younger sister – Melanie.

“Hey, Esther!” Melanie broke the ice by dropping her bags before greeting her sister-in-law with a warm hug.

“Melanie! I didn’t know you were visiting,” Esther said as they parted.

“Don’t even ask… Found out that Ray cheated. Can you believe that he’s been sleeping with one of the models in the same agency that I’ve been working under… FOR YEARS?! Such humiliation!” Melanie said while storming into the house, leaving Esther with the baggage.

Her memories told her that the attractive young woman was a model for a fashion agency in LA. Despite working in different states, Melanie’s path crossed often with hers - with the 24-year-old having modeled some of Esther’s designs, most recently at the 2023 NYFW. Apart from that, she was also a renowned influencer with followers ranging in the millions on Instagram alone.

“I was expecting Kyle to be home for dinner…” Esther said as she struggled to haul in her surprise guest’s belongings.

“Don’t bother. The hospital called when I texted him,” Melanie said before taking a selfie and updating her status. There had not been as many ‘likes’ as of late, especially with her ex-boyfriend’s scandal making the rounds.

“What do you mean…” Esther’s voice trailed off as soon as he found a couple of missed calls from the hospital on her phone. It must have been in silence when she was screwing around all day with Sheldon. There was a text from Kyle’s office informing her that he would not make it to dinner tonight.

That was when Esther found her lovely visitor sitting on one of the high stools by the kitchen counter with a slice of pizza in her hand. She was about to stop her sister-in-law from sinking into the drugged dinner when she thought of Sheldon’s reluctance to replace Kyle. Would her partner-in-crime be happier in the place of a gorgeous supermodel instead? Going by the amount of clothes she had brought with her; the younger woman could be staying with them for a while.

Should they rectify the situation by sticking to the plan with Sheldon replacing Kyle? Or should Esther improvise and help her middle-aged intruder, currently hiding in the guest room, steal the life of her lovely sister-in-law?

The readers to decide?