A Wish Fulfilled (ABDL, BE, Belly growth)

Jennifer looked at Aaron, laying next to her in bed, and sighed. Their sex games had been fun and all, but they were no longer fulfilling. In fact, their marriage was crumbling. If she was honest with herself, she was tired of being the Dominant in the relationship. She needed a real man, not the plastic pants wearing, thickly diapered sissy lying next to her, sucking on his thumb. It didn’t help that he was infertile. Looking down at her flat belly, she pictured herself massively pregnant. She craved it if she was being honest with herself.

Making her way to her feet, she quickly hit the restroom and showered. She knew it would be a couple of hours before Aaron was awake. Drying herself off, she brushed her long black hair out, slipped back into the bedroom and put on a pair of panties and sweats before making her way to the computer. When she turned it on, she was surprised to find Aaron’s email open with an email showing, him writing to a friend that he wanted Jennifer to be happy but knew their breakup was inevitable. There was an unread reply. Unable to sate her curiosity, Jennifer read it.

The woman he’d been talking to, Stephanie, suggested Aaron contact a man named Damien. She was certain that Damien would be able to give Jennifer what she was after, but that Aaron may not like the results. Jennifer was going to ignore it if not for the offer of a “play date” by the girl. Jennifer saw red. If this was what the little sissy wanted, she was going to make sure she got the better end of the stick.

Jotting down the email address for Damien, she headed to her laptop and quickly sent him a message. By the time her breakfast was done, Damien had replied. Chewing on her breakfast sandwich, she read the email, her eyes widening the further she got through it. He was happy to indulge in her every fantasy, especially if it meant humiliating her husband in the process. All he needed to know was when, where and what size outfit she normally wore.

Jennifer supplied the information and made her way to the bedroom. Her little sissy was still laying there in his frilly pink rubber panties, pressing tightly against his thickly diapered cock. She gently poked him. “Wake up, sleepy head,” Jennifer said. “Time to get ready.”

“Ready?” Aaron asked, his voice groggy. “Jen, it’s not even eight A.M. and it’s my day off.”

Jennifer smiled and reached for the key set that locked both Aaron’s plastic pants and the cock cage. “No lip from you this morning, sissy,” she said, unlocking the plastic pants. “I want you do go clean yourself off before presenting yourself in the guest room.”

That got Aaron’s attention. They’d converted the guest room into their private dungeon. Aaron slowly made his way to his feet. Jennifer smacked his ass before unsnapping the plastic pants. “Hurry up, slut. I want you naked and caged and in the guest room in twenty minutes.” With that, she made her way out of the bedroom.

Aaron was in the room with a few minutes to spare, having managed to clean himself off and get a quick shower. He carried the panties in his hand and set them on the dresser just inside the room. Jennifer had already set out a thick, pink diaper, a large pair of breast forms, ready to attach to Aaron’s hairless chest, along with a bubblegum pink latex skirt. Aaron blushed, knowing full well the breast forms were the size to fit an F-cup bra on his frame. Jennifer was still in her robes but seemed to be checking her phone for the time when Aaron hopped up on the changing table.

Looking up from her phone, Jennifer gave an evil smile as she diapered him. “You really should be more careful with your email, sissy,” she said, taking Aaron’s wrists and attaching a pair of rubber cuffs to them. Aaron’s eyes widened. “The safe word is ‘Damocles’, which is fitting,” Jen said, overpowering Aaron quite easily and pulling his arms behind his back, clicking them in place to a post. “If you use it today, we’re done. For good.” She took the adhesive for the breast forms and applied it to the back of the forms before attaching them to Aaron’s chest. “I read the email about you wishing I had lactating breasts, which was fine, but the fact that you were trying to arrange a playdate with someone other than me? Bad call. You have two choices, sissy,” she continued, “either pack your shit and go on your playdate or watch a real man pleasure me the way I need it.” 

Jennifer walked over to grab the rubber panties. Looking at Aaron squirm as he stood there, she waited for a reply. When he spread his legs, that was all she needed to know. Reaching into the dresser, she pulled out a butt plug and made her way back over. “Nothing?” Jen asked. She pressed the plug against Aaron’s sphincter and slowly pushed it in. Aaron merely grunted. “Thought so,” she said with a smile, wrapping the ruffled rubber pants around his waist and snapping the sides closed before looking the chain that would keep them in place. “Are you going to be a good girl and wear what I tell you?”

“Yes, Mommy Mistress,” Aaron whimpered.

Jennifer smiled to herself. It would be the last time he called her that today. She unhooked his wrists and proceeded to pull the dress down his body, adjusted the latex ruffles on the bottom that did little to hide his rubber panties. Zipping up the back, she knew the latex dress acted like a corset on Aaron. She then pulled his arms back behind him, latching them together before reconnecting them to a kneeling post in the opposite corner. Jennifer contemplated having Aaron lick her out, but the doorbell rang. 

Aaron watched as she left the room. Normally, they’d stop their games if the doorbell rang. He heard male laughter and then a stern male voice that he neither could make out nor identify. When his wife reappeared in the room almost fifteen minutes later, she was wearing a white, latex bodysuit with large black spots. The suit had holes for Jennifer’s crotch, breasts, and belly. Immediately behind her was a muscular man in his mid-twenties with dark black, shoulder length hair, wearing black leather pants. Behind him were two women wearing nurse’s uniforms and complete, pink latex bodysuits, including full latex face masks.

“So,” the man began, taking one of the cuffs from Jennifer’s suit and attaching it to the kneeling post, forcing her to bend over at the waist, “this is the pathetic worm you’re giving up so that I’ll give you what you crave?”

“Yes, Master,” Jennifer said. She smiled as her other wrist was attached to the pole. She was already so wet. “Does it please Master that his cow wanted to give up everything for him?”

The Master swatted Jen’s behind. “Cows only moo unless they are spoken to first, slut,” he said, his eyes on Aaron. “You’re pathetic, you know? I’m taking her when I’m done. I’m giving her what you couldn’t. She’s paying the price to get what she needs.” He freed his thick, meaty cock and pressed it against Jennifer’s pussy. “Say goodbye to the woman you knew, sissy. She belongs to me now.” With that, he thrust his cock into Jennifer’s tight, wet pussy.

He pounded into her again and again, all while Aaron watched helplessly. Worst still, Aaron could feel his cock leaking pre-cum inside his rubber panties. He was ashamed that he was turned on by this but that only made his arousal that much more acute. He watched as his wife mooed in pleasure, her C-cup tits bouncing and shaking as the Master’s hips slapped against her ass. He was confused when the two nurses left the room mid-fucking only to return with what appeared to be a small machine with two cups along with a bench. They plugged it in a moment before the Master came inside Jennifer, setting off her orgasm as well.

Much to Aaron’s dismay, the Master walked over to Aaron. “You have two choices here, sissy,” the Master said, grabbing Aaron’s chin, “the bad ending or the good ending. You can either lick me clean and enjoy the rest of this or you can refuse, and it will only get worse for you. In either case, your wife is mine now.”

Aaron had never sucked a man’s cock before but was in no position to deny the Master. He also didn’t want things to get worse for him and was worried this was all a test by his wife, Jennifer. Wrapping his lips around the Master’s cock he watched out of the corner of his eye as something strange happened. The nurses had detached Jennifer from the kneeling post before cuffing her arms behind her back. They moved the machine beneath Aaron panting wife, her belly over the bench while her breasts hung loosely in the cups. At least, they did at first. As Aaron licked and sucked the Master clean, he saw Jennifer’s belly and breasts begin to rapidly inflate. 

The nurses made sure the cups fit properly before turning the machine on. Jen moaned as one of the nurses grabbed a vibrator from one of the drawers and began to fill Jen with it, attaching it to the bench and making sure that, if Jen leaned back, it would fill her even more. A latex collar was attached around Jen’s neck by the other nurse, complete with cowbell. A leash was attached to the back and then pulled back, forcing Jen to look forward. 

The Master was beginning to harden in Aaron’s mouth when he stepped away and made his way to Jen. Her eyes locked onto his cock, hungry for more. She mooed in a questioning tone, unaware that her belly now looked as if she were six months pregnant and was brushing against the bench beneath her. She could sense how full and tight her breasts were and, as the machine started, she almost came from pleasure as the cups began to milk her now volleyball sized tits. She licked her lips as the Master stroked his cock in front of her face. She parted her lips, hoping for his cock.

“Nurses,” the Master said, “initiate phase two.”

“Phase two?” Jen thought, “he never said anything about phase two.” She was about to use her safe word when the Master filled her mouth with his cock. The taste was heavenly, her own juices still faintly on his cock. She didn’t see the two nurses unhook Aaron, one of them putting a pacifier gag in his mouth while they walked him out of the room. She didn’t care. The thought of the Master’s cock combined with the sensation of the vibrator teasing her pussy and clit and the suction cups milking her still growing udders began to overwhelm her. As her belly pressed against the bench and her still swelling udders threatened to overfill the milking station, the Master came in her mouth and throat, setting Jen off. Her orgasm was so intense, she saw stars before blacking out.

Aaron was led to the back door of the house. Before exiting, a latex mask was placed over his head, blinding him as well.  He heard the sliding door of a van and was lifted into it before being buckled into place. He wasn’t sure how long the drive was, but a soothing female voice kept telling him that it was going to be okay. He was unharnessed and led out, only to have the mask removed. He blinked his eyes to find himself in what looked like an adult-scaled nursery with two large flat screen TVs on the walls. One of them had a video of his wife being fucked from earlier while the other had her in what seemed to be a pen, her hands covered with hoof mittens, her soccer ball sized tits hanging into a different milking machine while her belly, which was massive, rested on a comfortable pillow. Her body was in the same latex outfit as before. A dildo worked in and out of her pussy while she stared blankly at something.

“Let’s get you situated,” Aaron heard a woman’s voice say. The voice was familiar and, turning, he saw Stephanie standing there, wearing a dress like his, her thick diapers peeking out from underneath the latex petticoats. She had a key ring in her hand which he recognized. She walked over, unlocked his rubber pants and unsnapped them. “Be a good sissy and sit on the stool right there,” Stephanie said, pointing at the large, cushioned one with the best view of both monitors.

Aaron did as he was told. Stephanie reached under the latex petticoats and fished his cock out of his pink diaper. “Poor, sweet Aaron,” she said, freeing him, “you gave her all that you had to give, and it wasn’t enough. She was greedy.” Stephanie guided his cock into a pump. “Now I’m going to take care of you.” She turned on the pump, causing Aaron to moan against the pacifier gag. “It won’t be long now before she completely breaks. Why don’t you watch and cum for me like a good girl?”

Aaron watched Stephanie mince over to the queen-sized crib and grab the remote, turning up the volume on the TV with his wife in the pen. Aaron could faintly hear words being said as Stephanie moved to sit behind him, wrapping her arms around his waist and nuzzling his neck. The woman’s voice from the TV repeated a mantra about being a cow slut, having udders instead of breasts, wanting to be pregnant all the time, and obeying the Master. He saw his wife shudder as an orgasm overtook her. The dildo thrusting into her pussy didn’t let up as her moans turned into moos. Combined with the sucking on his own cock by the pump, it brought Aaron to climax. The voice stopped.

The camera shifted to show two other women in similar situations, each in a stall to either side of Jennifer. The Master was standing there as well. “Greetings, Aaron,” the Master began, giving a slight wave to the camera. “Do you like your new digs? Don’t worry about replying as there’s no mic on your end and I doubt Stephanie’s removed your gag yet. You see, Stephanie’s already paid her price and, by doing so, got you. Jennifer, though, didn’t realize the truth. When you ask for something and say you’d give anything to have it, be damned sure you ask right. Now, she’s living exactly what she wished for: to be pregnant hucow controlled by a Dom with a will stronger than her own. I doubt she expected it would happen so quickly.” The Master then turned and freed his cock, walking into the stall his wife was stuck in and removing the fucking machine from her pussy before sliding his own cock inside her. “Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of her, just like Stephanie will take good care of you.”

The feed stayed on as the Master fucked Jennifer’s pussy. Stephanie turned off the pump and sucked on Aaron’s ear. “Come on, cutie,” she whispered, pulling the pump away and gently guiding Aaron’s cock back into his diaper, “you’ve been a good girl and I want some play time with my new dolly.”