【The Cuckold Game】Parts 1 & 2 (A new story of over 20,000 words)

Author: oicq789789
Published: 2017/07/05 Forum
Word Count: 24444

【Author's Note】

After a long time, I wanted to dig a slightly more original pit, so this transformation-themed cuckolding wife novel came about. It's
quite heavy-handed, basically entirely the author's fantasy novel. I wrote it however I wanted, so please bear with it.
How it goes depends on time and my creative mood. (Anyway, I've said it's a pit.)

【Chapter 1】

My name is Xu Jing, I'm 27 years old. Maybe God made a mistake with my gender. I've always been what people
call a girl with feminine features. I look very much like a girl. Like girls, I like to keep my hair long and secretly
wear girls' clothes. My personality is also gentle and delicate like a girl's. Although I've been ridiculed as a
sissy , I know I'm a kind person who knows how to care about other people's feelings. At most
, I'm just a little otaku.

I had excellent grades and a smooth life. I got into a good university,
found a job after graduation, and married a beautiful girl. But why did misfortune suddenly
befall me? My company arranged for me to go on a business trip to S City. On the way, the bus I was on
overturned off a cliff due to slippery roads caused by rain.

I had only been married for three years. Perhaps I would never see my wife, Xiaojing, again. This was my
last thought before losing consciousness after the violent tremors and impact.

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It was very quiet around me. I felt myself still lying down, but I could almost hear someone speaking.

"Hello, I am the Great Demon King of Hell."

I opened my eyes. I was in a completely white, empty room. The man who called himself
the Great Demon King of Hell was just an ordinary man in a suit and shirt. My mind was blank.

"Who...who are you? Where am I?" I remember being in
a car accident which plunged off a cliff. How did I suddenly end up in this strange place? Was I kidnapped?
But this man doesn't seem like a vicious kidnapper.

"Can't remember? What a nuisance." The man snapped his fingers, and a projection-like image suddenly
appeared A bus was overturned in a ravine, and many rescue workers and medical personnel
were carrying people out one after another. Among them was a
young man it was me.

The scene changed, and I was lying unconscious on a hospital bed. Beside the bed was a beautiful girl who looked a lot like Yang Mi
, looking at me and sobbing sadly. The ventilator screen next to the bed was almost
flat.

"Well? Remember now?" The man pulled a booklet from his pocket, opened it, and read aloud:
"Your name is Xu Jing, you're 27 years old, and you work as an assistant at an entertainment company. You were on your way to S City to follow up on a new
film when your bus crashed and overturned off a cliff. Is that right?"

"No... no mistake. You really are the Demon King of Hell? Am I... already dead?" Although it
was hard to accept, I had to believe it. After all, what the man had shown me
was real. My unconsciousness after the bus accident, and
the beautiful girl who looked like Yang Mi by my bedside—that was my wife, Ye Xiaojing. I didn't know when she had come from home. N
City, where we live, is more than a thousand kilometers away from where the accident happened.

"This is the dividing line between the human world and hell. Now that I, the Demon King, am standing before you, it means
you're practically already dead... Hey, why are you crying? Let me finish, okay?" "

I...I'm sorry, Mr. Demon King!" I wiped my eyes. Actually, the end of my life wasn't
so hard for me to accept. I'm just a nobody, working a job that pays a few thousand yuan a month after graduating from university, and being
ordered around and mocked for being a sissy every day. Thinking about the decades I still have to endure, this might
not be such a bad thing for me. But the only thing I can't let go of is my wife, Xiaojing. She's a beautiful and kind girl. I
pursued her for a long time before we got together. Thinking of the wonderful times we spent together, and now, only our
third year of marriage, I'm leaving her. Seeing her sad and heartbroken look by her bedside just now, I felt
a piercing pain in my heart, and I couldn't help but let my tears fall in big drops again.

"Hey, have you cried enough? Men who cry like that are disgusting. My time, the Demon King's, is very precious."

The man crossed his arms and stared at me expressionlessly. I had no choice but to compose myself and take a closer look
at the man in front of me. I remembered all sorts of demon characters from games and anime, but I just couldn't
connect this ordinary-looking man with the horned, fire-breathing demons from those anime. I
could only silently complain that the name was incredibly cringeworthy.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Demon King, are you here to take me to hell? I don't think I've done anything wrong.
What kind of punishment will I receive?" I wiped away my tears, trying to muster some courage to face death. Come to think
of it, I'm only 27 years old. I've always been law-abiding, I don't smoke, drink, or go to bars. My hobbies
are just playing games and watching anime, and at most, I like to watch some cuckoldry or SM porn online. I'm a
completely harmless, standard otaku.

The Demon King seemed helpless; he waved his hand.

"Alright, alright, don't be afraid. Actually, I didn't come to take you to hell. I could easily
have a subordinate do that. Why did I, the Demon King, have to come to you personally?"

I have to admit he made a lot of sense. "So, Mr. Demon King, what brings you here?"

The Demon King suddenly stopped smiling, sighed, and said, "Actually, I've come to congratulate you. Since you
will become the 999,999,999,999,999,999,999,999,999,999,999,999,999,999,999
, you have become the first ever
recipient of the Grand Prize in the history of our hell."

"What?" My eyes widened, my mouth agape. The change in tone was too sudden. "Hell?"
"A grand prize too? Does Hell use lotteries to attract customers, like our telecommunications companies?"

"Of course, what's so strange about that? We Hell and Heaven are fiercely competing for your human souls,
so I don't know which former Demon King came up with this ridiculous thing. But ridiculous as it may be,
we keep our promises. Our Hell Demon Kings are very trustworthy, so you're the only lucky
one . The prize is three wishes. You can say them now." The Demon King
rambled on and on, his face always serious, showing no sign of joking.

"Three wishes? So any wish can be granted?" I couldn't believe my ears. I had
just found out I was about to die, and now this luck had come so suddenly. This was like a plot from a third-rate fantasy novel
.

"Well, basically anything within the reach of our Hell Demon King's power is possible, and
it takes effect immediately. For example, you could become the President of the United States right now," the Demon King said, looking at me with a slightly tempting tone.
"Want to give it a try?"

I looked at the Demon King, sensing the trap in his words. In reality, I was about to die.
What would be the point of becoming the President of Earth immediately? Right now, the most practical thing for me was to survive.

"Forget it," I said. "Life is the most important thing. My first wish is to recover and
continue living healthily."

The Demon King nodded indifferently. "Okay, that's too easy. What's your second wish?"

I thought for a moment. After surviving, it would be best to have more money. I earn a few thousand yuan a month, and
Xiaoxue's salary as a dance instructor at the gym isn't high either. We need money to improve our quality of life.
In today's society, having money is equivalent to having everything. I understand this very well. "My second
wish is to have lots and lots of money, enough to last a lifetime, is that possible?"

A hint of mockery flashed across the Demon King's face. "Of course, that's no problem. But haven't you humans
been ? I'd also like to hear you make a more original request, like world
peace, a harmonious world, the implementation of the scientific development concept, or the realization of the Four Modernizations."

I covered my mouth in surprise, staring at him. "That's outrageous! I thought your Demon King was this powerful? I thought
such wishes were just a hoax. I never thought they could be granted!"

"Of course, I just want to see if you humans can act without selfishness. Don't you think it's
immoral to seize such a rare opportunity and only satisfy yourself?" the Demon King said. "Why don't you reconsider
?"

"Thank you, but no need," I said to the Demon King. "I'm not that noble. Everyone has their own
thoughts. I think as long as you don't do things to harm others for your own desires, then there's no question of
morality."

"Alright, then let's get straight to the point." The Demon King snapped his fingers, and a string of
bank a dozen or so digits, crystal clear, as if etched into my brain. "
What's your last wish?"

I pondered my final wish. "Mr. Demon King, must I say it now? Can't I say it later?"

"Of course not. Hell's daily work is very busy. As a great Demon King, how can I have time
to watch ? Tell me now." The Demon King was getting impatient.

I thought for a while. I already had the money; what else could I possibly want? Suddenly, an idea struck me.
"Alright, my last wish is to have a superpower that no one else has, like a superhero in anime
. Is that okay?"

The Demon King stared at me. "You know what? Mortal, your request is a bit too much."

"What? Can't the Demon King do it?" I said. "You promised to grant anything
. Surely the Demon King wouldn't break his promise?"

"I only said your request is excessive, not that I can't do it
. What our Demon King promises, he will never go back on his word," the Demon King said. "However, your request violates the laws of cause and effect in the mortal world. So if
you insist on having your wish granted, you must make a contract and agree to pay a price in exchange."

"What price must I pay in exchange?" I asked.

The Demon King chuckled. "That's hard to say. I can't predict it either. Since you want
superpowers that ordinary mortals don't have, yet are afraid to bear the corresponding costs and risks, there's no such thing as a free lunch."

"Then can I take back this wish and say another one?"

"No, you can't take back what you've said to a demon unless you give up the wish yourself." The Demon King said,
"Mortals have no room for bargaining before the Demon King."

"Alright!" I boldly mustered my courage. Anyway, I didn't think there was anything worth taking away. At worst
, it would be my soul. I've already died once. "Mr. Demon King, then I agree."

"That's more like it. Don't worry, I wouldn't even want your soul." The Demon King waved his hand lightly, and
suddenly many bookshelves appeared around me, filled with countless books. "These
have all sorts of superpowers. Pick one at random."

"Wait, could you please explain what these superpowers are? I haven't thought of anything yet."
The bookshelf in front of me was filled with a dazzling array of books, their colors shimmering. The dense text on them was all
incomprehensible to me, making my eyes water.

"How could that be? You've seen so many already. How long would it take if I told you about them one by one?"
the Demon King said. "Besides, you only said you wanted one superpower, but you didn't specify what it was. Just
pick one randomly."

I was speechless, feeling like I'd fallen for the Demon King's trick again. "Okay, are there any superpowers
like ability to fly or teleport like the Flash?"

"Of course," the Demon King said. "And those are nothing. There are even more powerful abilities, like instantly
making you fat, or immediately eliminating bad breath, or automatically silencing your snoring while you sleep."

"What? These count as superpowers?" I almost fainted. "That's ridiculous!"

"Of course! You have no idea how many demons dream of quickly eliminating bad breath," the Demon King said
impatiently . "Stop talking nonsense. Have you made your choice? If you don't decide soon, I'll consider your wish nullified."

"Wait!" I gritted my teeth, closed my eyes, and randomly pointed to one of the bookshelves. "This one!"

A golden light flew into my body, instantly like software automatically installing itself in my mind.
The interface was intuitive, even the instruction manual was entirely in Chinese. I automatically flipped through it in my mind. This ability
was called Mind Observer. It had two functions: one was to connect with someone by touching their body, turning my consciousness
into energy, and then simultaneously seeing, hearing, and even sensing what they were doing.
The other was even more powerful; it could, like in the movie *Inception*, secretly
infiltrate to observe their privacy and thoughts, and even exert influence to
subtly change them.

I quickly skimmed through the ability description in my mind. It also mentioned that the Mind Observer ability had
certain limitations. First, it could only be used one-on-one, not to observe multiple people simultaneously. Second, the effect of the observation was
similar to a Wi-Fi signal; it would fail if the observer was too far away from the user.

I was quite excited. It seemed I was lucky. Although I hadn't become a superhero who could fly and dive into the earth,
everyone has a desire to peek into other people's privacy, and this ability perfectly satisfied that dark
desire within me. Just thinking about it made me almost impatient.

"How is it? Are you satisfied?" the Demon King beside me said.

"Thank you, I'm very satisfied!" I suddenly remembered what he had said before. "Mr. Demon King,
can you tell me now what the price I paid?"

"The price you paid was far too low, practically negligible," the Demon King said. "Your price is that from now
on you will truly become a woman in appearance and form." He gave that mocking, cunning smile again. "
But you can rest assured that your male genitalia are still there, and you can still be considered a beauty,
so I think you should be happy."

"What! Does that mean I've become a cross-dresser?" I exclaimed in surprise.

"Cross-dresser? That's right, what you usually call a cross-dresser, or some people directly call a transvestite.
Isn't that very popular now? Aren't many boys in those talent shows like that? Some are even more
feminine . Your natural looks are much better than theirs, you should feel lucky."

"I... I'm really going to become a transvestite cross-dresser?" My vision went black. "Mr. Demon King, you're not
joking, are you?"

"How could I be joking? You agreed to this yourself. Do you want to experience the consequences of breaking your pact with a demon?"

"That's not what I meant... but I..."

"Hmph, let me tell you something. The exchange of contracts between us demons is actually
related to the most hidden subconscious of the other person to some extent," the Demon King looked at me with a mocking smile. "Just now,
I checked your mind. When you were in college, you participated in a cosplay anime
club performance, and you were a very famous crossdresser there.
Moreover, crossdressing is only one part of your most hidden perverted fetishes. Besides that, you also like cuckoldry, SM, and so on.
So it's not surprising that you've become a real crossdresser. Are you going to pretend you can't accept it?

" "You... how do you even know all this?" My private thoughts were exposed, and my face flushed
red with embarrassment. "Mr. Demon King, I only participated in anime
fashion shows in college. I didn't do anything else gay... As for cuckoldry and SM, I've only
watched those AVs. Please don't misunderstand, okay?..."

"I have no misunderstanding, you don't need to explain," the Demon King looked at me disdainfully. "
In your human society now, wife-swapping and cross-dressing are very common. It's not strange to like cross-dressing and cuckolding. I
just don't understand why you mortals are sometimes more hypocritical than us demons. You clearly have such desires in your hearts, so
why do you pretend to hide them?"

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I was speechless. Actually, the Demon King wasn't wrong. In addition to my cross-dressing fetish, I also
had a serious cuckolding fetish deep down.

As others could see, I was born with fair skin and delicate features. My personality and appearance were very
much like a girl's. In fact, I did have a hobby of dressing up as a girl since I was a child. In college, I joined
an off-campus cosplay and anime club, became obsessed with cross-dressing performances, and enjoyed the great satisfaction and vanity I felt when I
dressed up as a beautiful girl and attracted attention. Although I have a
cross-dressing fetish, I am a normal guy both physiologically and sexually. My marriage to Xiaojing
after is the best proof of that.

I think back to my wife, Xiaojing. We met after graduation. She was a dance instructor at a gym
, a sunny, athletic beauty. Everyone who met her said she looked like the movie star Yang
Mi, but I think she's much prettier. I pursued her for a long time, and finally, my persistence
won her over. We registered our marriage and entered the hall of matrimony. We've been quite happy since then. Although
neither of us earns a high salary, Xiaojing is very gentle and considerate towards me. I once asked her why she agreed to marry
a guy like me who looks like a girl. Xiaojing joked that she
was tired of all the testosterone-fueled guys at the gym. But I know that Xiaojing, who had been hurt by her ex-boyfriend, truly cared about
my .

To be honest, having Xiaojing as a wife does satisfy one's vanity quite a bit. It's not just because
she has a face that resembles Yang Mi; I've been mistaken for Yang Mi several times on the street. What truly makes me feel vain and
proud is her impressive 36F-cup bust, which is no less impressive than Yang Mi's. Xiaojing told me that she was teased by classmates for having large breasts
since childhood , and she was troubled and insecure about it. Now, whenever she
wears even a slightly low-cut top, her deep cleavage is clearly visible. She's experienced the embarrassing situation of male students getting aroused on the spot
while many times.

Xiaojing often talks to me about these things, but what she doesn't know is that I already harbor a serious cuckolding mentality.
I have a cuckold fetish. A beautiful wife like Xiaojing often fuels my fantasies. Even something as casually mentioned by her—like that male
student 's physical arousal—stirred up my emotions for days. But all
things considered, whether it's cuckoldry or cross-dressing, I've always carefully hidden these sexual desires deep within my
heart . I try my best to control them so they don't harm my wife or family. But
why did fate play such a cruel joke on me? "

Sigh

, fine, even if I'm being hypocritical, Mr. Demon King," I said, "but how am I supposed to explain this transvestite
look to my wife when I get back?"

"I don't care about that," the Demon King said. "No matter what, the contract is finalized and can't be
changed . Besides, you've gained endless wealth and superpowers. What do you have to complain about?"

I had no reason to argue. "Alright, Mr. Demon King, can you send me back now?"

The Demon King nodded. "Sure, but before you go back, I must remind you that both Hell and the Human World have
rules. If you cause social chaos or alter the laws of cause
and , we will take everything back, and you will bear all the consequences."

"I understand," I said. "I also promise I'm not that kind of person."

"Well, let me say one last thing. Deep down, this ability is actually very suitable for you,"
the Demon King said with a strange smile. "Remember my words, mortal. Perhaps we will meet again."
The Demon King snapped his fingers, and I instantly felt dizzy and knew nothing more.

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In a daze, I seemed to have had a very long dream. When I woke up, I slowly opened my eyes. Before me
were white walls and figures in white coats. My nose was filled with the smell of hospital disinfectant.

"Honey, you're finally awake!" A beautiful girl's face that looked like Yang Mi came into
view . Of course, I didn't mistake her for Yang Mi; she was my wife, Ye Xiaojing. Her eyes
, red beneath her long eyelashes , looked as if she'd been crying. Her lightly made-up face couldn't hide her weariness and exhaustion, but her voice betrayed
her overwhelming excitement, "Honey, you're finally awake! I was so worried!..."

Looking at Xiaojing's excited expression, I couldn't help but tear up again, but with the ventilator on , I couldn't speak for a moment
. A group of doctors and nurses in white coats quickly surrounded me, busily and efficiently performing
various tests. I felt something strange about my body, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it. After a while,
a doctor said to Xiaojing, "Ms. Ye..." "Congratulations, the patient is now completely out of danger. All indicators
are now basically normal, meaning that theoretically, the patient can be considered recovered."

Xiaojing nodded. "Thank you, doctor. Can he speak now?" The nurse removed my ventilator and
helped me sit up. Xiaojing sat on the edge of the bed, looking at me with concern: "Honey, how are you feeling now?"

I felt as if I had slept for a long time, completely weak. "Wife, when did you get here?
How long ?"

As soon as I finished speaking, I was shocked—my voice had completely transformed into a girl's!
But the doctors and nurses around me looked even more embarrassed than I was. One of the doctors spoke to Xiaojing:
"Ms. Ye, since the patient has woken up, you family members can talk to him for a while and let him know about
the situation. We also hope you can carefully consider the follow-up plan that our hospital proposed a few days ago. We won't disturb you any longer
."

Xiaojing nodded. After the doctors and nurses left and closed the ward door, she looked at me hesitantly:
"Honey, there's something I need to tell you. You need to be prepared..."

"Go ahead, wife, what is it?" I remembered very clearly what happened when I encountered the Demon King while I was unconscious.
I knew that the contract exchange with the Demon King must have taken effect, and my body had turned into a girl.
Xiaojing seemed unable to say it, so she handed me a mirror. I took it and looked at it, and sure enough, it was true. My
once delicate, girlish face had now
become like that of an internet celebrity, as if I had undergone the most advanced plastic surgery in South Korea. My lips had become thinner, my eyes bigger, my nose more upturned, my eyebrows thinner
, and even my eyelashes longer. My face was smooth and delicate, and my Adam's apple was gone. Combined with my original
long hair, I had now completely transformed into a pretty and delicate girl.

"What...what happened?" Even though I already knew, I still had to
pretend to be very surprised in front of Xiaojing. But Xiaojing blushed and pointed to my chest, "Honey, there's more...
and your breasts..." I looked down and unbuttoned my clothes. This time, I almost fainted. My
breasts had grown so big without me noticing.
Although they were at least a D cup. My nipples and areolas had also grown larger and turned a sexy
deep purplish-red. This time, I wasn't just pretending to be surprised. "Wife, what happened?
How become like this?..."

"Honey, don't get excited. Let me tell you slowly!..." Xiaojing told me that I was in a hospital in S City
. She had come all the way from our home in N City after hearing about my car accident.
I've been in a coma since the car accident. The doctors thought my condition was bad; they even issued a critical condition notice.
But about two weeks ago, my condition miraculously started to improve. However, along with that,
everything except my male genitalia, including my physical appearance, began to become feminized. Even the hospital's most
authoritative . The hospital was worried about being labeled a medical malpractice victim and facing scandal, so
they kept it a secret while treating me exceptionally well. They not only arranged for me to stay in the best private room
but also waived all my treatment fees.

As I listened to Xiaojing's story, I mentally cursed the entire Demon King's family. Although I could
accept being a real cross-dresser, to be so simply and brutally forced to do this in front of others, especially my wife Xiaojing...
No one can accept this all at once. Fortunately, Xiaojing didn't know what I was thinking. Seeing my blank expression, she
said to me, "Honey, don't be sad! I know you can't accept it right now, but no matter what, as long as you
're okay, we can slowly figure out other things, right?"

I didn't say anything. Actually, I wasn't sad. I used to be a boy with a girlish appearance. People laughed at me for being a transvestite,
but that was only because I looked like a girl. My body was still that of a boy. But now I even have breasts
. Except for my genitals, I'm no different from a girl. How can I face other people who know me in the future?

I wiped away the tears that were about to fall again with a tissue. "Honey, don't comfort me. I
know myself. How can I face others like this?"

"Honey, don't be like this!..." Xiaojing sat down beside me. "Your body is your own.
Don't care what others say. For me, your health is the most important thing. Whatever happens, we'll
face it together, okay?"

I was truly moved by her words. Looking at Xiaojing's beautiful face, which was tired, I felt like crying. I said,
"Wife, thank you. Let me take care of you from now on. I promise I'll make sure you have the best life."

Xiaojing smiled. She didn't take my words seriously. "Silly boy, now it's my turn to take care of you. As long as you're by
my side, that's enough." She wiped her eyes. "Honey, you must be hungry after waking up. It's almost
noon . I'll go downstairs and get you something to eat."

"Okay, thank you!" After Xiaojing left and closed the door, I reached for my phone from the bedside table. Luckily, my
phone wasn't broken, but it had already automatically turned off. I plugged in the charger and turned on the phone, ignoring the
barrage I immediately opened my online banking browser and entered the bank card number and password I remembered.
When I saw the account balance, my heart skipped a beat, and my hand trembled so much I almost dropped the phone. The balance was a
long string of zeros. I roughly estimated that even my salary for ten lifetimes wouldn't be
a fraction of that.

I calmed my racing heart, forced myself to stay composed, and dialed the bank, trying to sound calm as I
asked them to check my account. After verifying the information from the bank, I hung up and dared to
believe it. I was no longer a nobody, but a tycoon whose wealth could easily surpass even Wang Sicong's
.

My God, was all of this really true? After the rollercoaster of emotions, my mind went completely blank, as if overloaded.
I stared blankly for a long time, then remembered that I had a superpower called "Mind Watcher." Not only could I enter
other people 's subconscious and dreams, but I could
also possess them through consciousness to see, hear, and even feel the same things they did. I couldn't wait to try it out—was it really that powerful?

I pressed the nurse call button by the bedside, and soon a young nurse, probably in her early twenties, knocked on
the ward door. "Hello, how can I help you?"

The nurse wasn't as pretty as Xiaojing, but she was still quite cute. I pointed to
the IV drip: "Nurse, I think I don't need this anymore. Could you remove it for me?"

"Sure, sure." The nurse came over and removed the IV needle from my hand.
The moment , I immediately activated my consciousness and entered her body. I activated the receiving switch in my mind,
and I immediately saw myself clearly in my consciousness, which startled me and made me tremble.

"What's wrong? Did I hurt you when I removed the needle?" the nurse asked.

"No, no, it's okay!" I suddenly realized that my consciousness was attached to the nurse's body,
so what was her perspective. What she saw, heard, even smelled and touched was
completely shared with me. Except for not being able to control her speech and body movements, I was basically
the same . I could even feel that she had a thick sanitary napkin in her underwear; she was probably
on her period.

I cursed myself for being a pervert, but then I thought, I'm no different from a pervert now, and
in an instant I felt somewhat at ease.

The nurse didn't notice anything amiss at all. She even tidied up my bedside and made me
a cup of hot water. She smiled and said, "Your condition wasn't good the other day, but you're in much better shape now that you've woken up.
I've never seen anyone as lucky as you."

I laughed, "Lucky what? You call being like this lucky?"

"What's so special about it? It's just that I look like a girl now," the nurse said with a lively smile.
"It's okay, it's okay. You're not bad-looking. It's all the rage for guys to cross-dress these days. You're better looking than most
."

"You're so good at comforting people," I said with a smile.

"That's for sure! We should always look forward." She added, "By the way, that beautiful woman who comes every day,
is she your girlfriend?"

"Yeah, why?"

"She's really pretty," the nurse said, quite gossipy. "Several of my colleagues have been saying that
she looks just like the big star Yang Mi. We really thought it was her when we first saw her."

"Hehe," I chuckled, "Really?"

"Really! Your girlfriend looks exactly like Yang Mi, especially her eyes, mouth, and face
," the nurse said. "Your girlfriend isn't a stunt double in movies, is she?"

I smiled. "No, she's a dance instructor, and we're married."

"Ah, married? I knew it! No wonder she comes here to keep you company every day," the nurse continued, but
Xiaojing had already returned. The nurse immediately shut up, smiled at us, and left the room.

"Honey, what were you two talking about? You seemed really happy." Xiaojing ladled a small bowl of soup from the thermos
and brought it to me.

"It's nothing, just chatting," I said, withdrawing my consciousness from the nurse as soon as she left.
"Talking to someone makes me feel much better than before."

"That's good. I was worried you might get depressed," Xiaojing said, smiling at me. "
Actually, honey, you're quite pretty now, you could be considered a beauty. I'll do your makeup sometime, you'll
definitely get 100% attention on the street."

"You're so annoying!" I blurted out, and we both burst out laughing.

I felt much better. I ate while Xiaojing tidied up and chatted with me. As soon as I
got into trouble Xiaojing took leave and came to S City. I didn't expect her to stay for more than a month. Now, the gym where Xiaojing works
has a new dance instructor to replace her.

"Honey, what will you do when you go back? Will you still go to work?" I asked.

"I don't know, I can just find another job if I go back," Xiaojing said. "Anyway, I don't like
their supervisor."

I paused. "Honey, your trip here and my hospital visit must have cost a lot of money, right?"

"It's alright. I'm staying at a hotel near the hospital now. As for your previous expenses, the hospital has agreed
to reimburse them later."

I was silent for a moment. Xiaojing and I don't earn high salaries, and I know we don't have much savings.
"The hospital's reimbursement is a matter for the future. You must have already spent a lot, right?" I couldn't help but feel
tears welling up again. "Honey, I'm sorry! I haven't been able to give you a better life..."

"It's okay, honey! You know I don't care about other things, as long as you're safe and sound now
." Xiaojing handed me a document. "Oh, right, this is the compensation agreement the hospital gave me a few days ago
. I didn't agree to anything. Honey, take a look first."

I took the document and looked at it. It turned out that the hospital couldn't explain the changes in my body and was worried that we would pursue them for medical malpractice later . So they proposed a one-time compensation plan
under the guise of humanitarianism .
To be honest, the compensation offered by the hospital wasn't small; it would have been
a considerable sum in the past. But for me now, it's practically nothing.

I was a little moved. No one knew if I would wake up, and Xiaojing could have easily taken the money
and run , but she didn't. Perhaps this is what true friendship is in times of trouble. I put down the documents and
realized that Xiaojing had fallen asleep in the chair beside my bed. I draped a thin
blanket and looked at her sleeping face. Suddenly, a thought struck me. I sat on the bed, closed my eyes, and used my abilities
to enter her consciousness.

I felt myself falling in darkness. Suddenly, I opened my eyes and found myself in
front of an elevator exit in a building. I looked around; there was no one there. I recognized this as Xiaojing's workplace;
the gym where she worked was on this floor.

It was my first time entering someone else's subconscious dream, and I was incredibly curious about everything. I touched the walls,
even punched one, and the sensation and pain felt so real. It seemed this place really
was just like the movie *Inception*; everything was identical to the real thing except for the absence of people.

I left the elevator and walked forward. Sure enough, ahead was the glass door of the gym where Xiaojing worked. I pushed it
open and went inside. There was an empty service counter, sofas, and a water dispenser. Further in, the lobby had
treadmills and other exercise equipment neatly arranged.

Upbeat music was playing from inside. I went further in, and on the stage in the large classroom, Xiaojing was
dancing passionately. Her hair was tied in a ponytail, and her thin dance costume was soaked with sweat. She seemed to be
braless , and her full breasts swayed up and down to the rhythm of the music, revealing her sexy figure
.

The music stopped abruptly, and Xiaojing saw me standing at the door. "Oh, honey, what brings you here?"

"Oh, I just happened to be passing by and thought I'd drop by." I hadn't expected Xiaojing to
see . I remembered the instruction manual saying it allowed me to perfectly infiltrate other people's dreams undetected. I guess I hadn't
studied it carefully enough before running in. But it didn't matter; it was my wife's dream, not some sci-fi movie filled with
fighting and killing . I also remembered the Demon King saying this ability could alter someone's subconscious, but how?
I had absolutely no experience with that.

"Hehe, honey, you hardly ever come to see me while I'm at work. What made you decide to come today?"
Xiaojing said with a smile.

"Yeah, I just came today since I had nothing else to do. Where are your colleagues? Why is everyone here?" I answered
casually , trying to gauge the situation. I didn't know what I could or couldn't say, and I wondered if she would realize
I was dreaming.

"Didn't they all leave work before that?" Xiaojing said, oblivious to everything. She pulled me to
the gym equipment. "By the way, honey, you're just in time! You should finally start your slacking-off workout routine, right
? Otherwise, when will your premature ejaculation problem improve?"

I blushed. Actually, I've always had premature ejaculation and erectile dysfunction. This was partly due to my long-standing habit of watching porn and masturbating online, and partly because I had no interest
in exercise . 　　Of course, I told Xiaojing it was because of the stress and fatigue from work. Although she didn't say anything, she kept urging me to exercise more. She said that fitness and yoga can greatly help with reproductive function and libido in ordinary people, which I believe. 　　Xiaojing herself has long been committed to various exercises and yoga for body shaping, which has not only made her figure more and more perfect, but also kept her sexual desire consistently high. So this is tough on me, a guy who used to be a homebody. When we first got married, we had sex every day, but I gradually couldn't keep up. It became once every three to five days , then once every one or two weeks, and finally once a month. And each time, I had to rely on drugs like Viagra to maintain it. Of course, I know I can't satisfy my wife's sexual needs, and I promised her I would stick to exercising, but it's still just a plan and I haven't actually done it yet. 　　"Honey, you're not getting away today. I won't let you slack off again!" Xiaojing picked up two dumbbells and shoved them into my hands. "Come on, do five sets of squats, ten in a set. Follow my demonstration, like this, one, two!" 　　I had no choice but to follow Xiaojing. As a fitness instructor, Xiaojing is extremely meticulous . After I finished five sets of squats, my legs were so tired they were weak. I cursed that damned demon in my heart. This is supposed to be a dream, does it have to be that even the physical sensations are exactly the same as reality? 　　"Honey, are you tired after just this little bit of exercise? Get up!" Xiaojing in the dream was quite stern.

She even kicked me. "Fifty sit-ups, start now!"

After doing thirty sit-ups, I was so tired that I lay on the mat, unable to move. Xiaojing pulled me
up. "Honey, it's not over yet, keep going!"

"Wife, is this how you usually treat your students?" I asked helplessly. "
Do call you 'Your Majesty'?"

"Heh, still in the mood for witty remarks. Looks like you still have some strength, honey." Xiaojing dragged me onto
the treadmill . "Honey, three thousand meters of slow running. You can rest whenever you finish."

"No way, honey, how can I run that?" I usually get out of breath after running a thousand meters. Now,
running three thousand meters, am I going to die on the treadmill? I'm about to cry. Damn demon, this is hell
!

"Stop talking nonsense. I've always been too good to you. Are you going to run or not?" A sharp crack echoed as I felt
a . I turned around and saw that Xiaojing had somehow acquired a dark SM
whip. "What are you looking at? Run!" Another crack rang out as the whip lashed out.

A cold sweat broke out on my forehead. This illogical phenomenon had occurred. The subconscious dream was indeed not so
simple . Xiaojing actually had an SM whip; when did she learn about such things? I didn't have time
to think further. I quickly got on the treadmill and started running. Xiaojing watched from the side. Whenever I slightly leaned on
the handrail , she immediately lashed out with the whip.

I gritted my teeth and finally finished the 3,000 meters. When I got off the treadmill, my heart was
pounding, and I was almost out of breath. I felt a lump in my throat. Ignoring Xiaojing beside me, I
rushed to the toilet stall and vomited—I was truly exhausted and threw up.

I rested in the stall for a long time, only then realizing how lacking in exercise I was. Xiaojing
's behavior might indicate that subconsciously she hoped I could change. But
what was that SM whip in her hand? I'd never heard her mention sadomasochism before. When did she come into contact with such things
?

I rested for quite a while before coming out of the bathroom, but I froze when I opened the door.
It wasn't the gym lobby anymore; it was Xiaojing and my bedroom. The bedroom was quiet.
I curiously went inside and found that the furnishings were exactly the same as at home, but all the drawers
and cabinets were locked. I found this very strange. What did this mean?

While I was still trying to figure it out, everything around me suddenly went dark. After a dizzying moment
, I opened my eyes and was back in the hospital room. I had left Xiaojing's dream and returned. I checked
the time on my phone. It had been about an hour and a half in the dream, but only about 30 minutes in reality.
Xiaojing, woke up and rubbed her eyes. "Sorry, honey, I was probably too tired and fell asleep. Have you eaten
?"

"Yeah, I have," I said, looking at Xiaojing. The scene of her tormenting me in the dream was still fresh in my mind. "Wife,
you were asleep, weren't you? Did you have a dream?"

"Yeah, how did you know I had a dream?"

"I didn't wake you up because you were sleeping so soundly," I said with a smile. "Wife, what did you dream about?"

"Hehe, I think I dreamed that I was supervising you while you were exercising at the gym. You kept trying to slack off, which made me
angry," Xiaojing said, covering her mouth and laughing shyly. I thought to myself, you didn't just get angry, you even
whipped me.

"By the way, honey," I said to Xiaojing, "when you have time, talk to the hospital and tell them I
've agreed ."

"Huh? You agreed already?" Xiaojing said. "Aren't you going to think about it again?"

"I have. I think since the hospital doesn't have a better solution to change my current situation,
there's no point in me staying any longer," I said. "Besides, I've fully recovered now, and I don't
want you to be so tired and stay here any longer."

"Okay, honey, I agree with you!" Xiaojing hugged my arm and said, "I'll go find
them and get you discharged immediately."

[Chapter Two]

When Xiaojing and I came out of the hospital's office building, it was already afternoon. The negotiations with the hospital went very
smoothly. They didn't expect me to agree to the compensation agreement so quickly, and they immediately signed it with us and paid
the compensation. Of course, the hospital would never have imagined that they were actually taking the blame for the Demon King, and the compensation
was nothing to me now. I just wanted to end this matter as soon as possible; I had
many desires and ideas that I couldn't wait to realize.

Xiaojing and I were strolling downstairs at the hospital. I was wearing a t-shirt and jeans, my hair tied in a ponytail;
to others, I looked like an ordinary girl. Walking with Xiaojing, we looked like two close best friends. We
sat down on a bench by the pavilion. Xiaojing took out her phone and looked at it, saying, "Honey, there's
the last high-speed train back to N City at 10:30 tonight. Should we go back tonight?"

I shook my head. "I don't really want to go back.

" "It's okay if you don't want to go back," Xiaojing said considerately. "I still have a hotel room booked. We can rest
for a day or two and leave later.

" I said to Xiaojing, "Honey, I mean, I don't want to go back to N City again."

"Huh?" Xiaojing was surprised. "Honey, what do you mean?"

I took out my phone and opened an account—a new
account . I had already transferred a large sum of money into it. "Honey, look."

Xiaojing covered her mouth in surprise, her voice trembling. "Honey...where did all this money
come from?"

"I won the lottery the other day, the grand prize! I hadn't even had a chance to tell you before this happened." I
spoke very sincerely to Xiaojing, saying what I had already prepared: "Honey, I thought
a lot when I woke up. People say you can't have everything; you gain one thing and lose another. Maybe being
a woman is just fate's way of being fair. So even if I can't recover, I've come to terms with it.
Actually, I have no right to complain. On the contrary, I feel I should be grateful. If it weren't for this experience, perhaps..."
I don't yet understand that nothing is more important to me than you. Without you by my side these past few days, I
might never have woken up. So I want to use this money to start over. From now on, we
can be together, and we can choose the life we want together, okay? "

So that's how it is! I was wondering how you came to this conclusion so quickly," Xiaojing's voice
was also a little excited. "Honey, actually, for me, your recovery is the most important thing. I never thought we
'd have so much money, nor did I think about how to start over. So, it's up to you to decide what to do, honey
. I'll listen to you."

"Listen to me?" Seeing that Xiaojing believed the lottery winnings explanation, I felt a weight lifted from my heart. I
smiled and whispered in her ear, "Well, I've thought it through. Don't you always complain that I can't pay my dues because of premature ejaculation? Well, I
'll find you a gigolo to serve you every day."

"Get lost!" Xiaojing blushed and pinched me. "Won't you be jealous if a gigolo serves me every day
? Or I'll find you a hunky husband. Anyway, you're not bad looking now. I really want to see
how serve someone."

"Ugh, ouch, that hurts!"

"Hmph, serves you right for being so indecent."

"Why are you being so silly again? Okay, okay, let's be serious," I said. "Actually, I
haven't thought too much about it right now, but I think S City is pretty good. Our hometowns are both in the countryside, not in N City. I
think I'll resign from my company and stay here to see how things develop."

"Stay in S City?" Xiaojing hesitated for a moment, but nodded anyway. "Okay, honey, I
'll call too. I'll resign and stay here with you."

Xiaojing and I decided to each call our companies to resign. I changed my
voice to a woman's, so the company couldn't recognize me. But to my surprise, the company had no idea about my situation and thought I was still in
the hospital . It seems the hospital's confidentiality measures are really good. I made up a lie, saying I was Xu Jing's sister and was
resigning on behalf of my brother. The company was currently overwhelmed with the car accident and agreed without much thought. They even
arranged to go back and discuss the workers' compensation after I recovered. I thought to myself, I can't go back.
I guess I'll save the company this money.

Xiaojing finished her call. Her job as a dance instructor at the gym didn't pay much,
but it offered much more freedom than mine. She threw herself into my arms: "Honey, I'm unemployed now.
You'll have to support me from now on."

"Don't worry, wife, I'll take good care of you and give you everything you want." Xiaojing's ample breasts pressed against
me, her soft, fragrant scent filling the air. I immediately felt a warm, aroused sensation in my groin. Even
Xiaojing noticed. She touched between my legs, blushing, and said, "Honey, you're aroused?...
I was worried you might not be able to do that anymore. I was mentally prepared."

"How could that be? The doctor checked me and said my sexual function is still the same as before, no change." I
pretended not to care, but a weight had been lifted from my heart. "Wife, actually,
that . I'm afraid that if I can't go back to being like this girl, will you dislike me?"

"Honey, do you want to hear the truth?" Xiaojing said.

"Of course!"

"Hmm, I don't know what will happen in the future, but I won't leave you because of this now," Xiaojing
glanced at me, blushed, and said softly, "Besides, you're a transvestite now, not a eunuch. Since that aspect
is the same as before, what can't I accept?" She looked around, playfully slipped her hand inside my clothes, and
grabbed my breasts and nipples. "Honey, actually, you're not bad as a girl. Look, your breasts are bigger than
most girls'... So sensitive? They're even showing..."

Xiaojing's stimulation of my nipples immediately gave me pleasure. "Wife, stop it!... I'm already hard..."
Xiaojing touched the bulge in my crotch. "Honey, you get hard so easily?... You weren't like this before?
... Is being a transvestite stimulating you?...

"...I don't know...I hate it...someone will see!..." I saw someone looking this way, so I
quickly moved Xiaojing's hand away, but my nipples were already hard and protruding through my clothes. "Wife, what should we do?"
Xiaojing smiled, took out two magic nipple covers from her bag, and quietly stuffed them into my clothes and stuck them on my breasts. I
felt a cool sensation on my nipples. "Okay!" She pulled me up. "Honey, let's go."

"Wife, where to?"

"To go shopping, and I'll give you a makeover while I'm at it," Xiaojing said with a smile. "Honey, even if you're
destined to be a transvestite, you still have to dress yourself up beautifully, understand?"

********************************************** I sat on a chair in the private room of the beauty salon, the stylist next to me working on me from head to toe. "Beautiful lady

, are you satisfied?" 　　"It's...it's alright!" I looked at myself in the mirror. My hair had been permed into long, straight black hair, and the bangs on my forehead looked cute. The stylist had carefully drawn my eyeliner and lip liner, applied lip gloss and blush, and applied thick mascara and colored contact lenses. I stared blankly at the snow-white, model-like face in the mirror, feeling a little incredulous. Was this model- like girl really me? 　　"How's it going? All done?" Xiaojing, having finished her hair and makeup next door, came in and immediately saw me in the mirror. "Wow, not bad!" She pulled out a card from her bag and handed it to the stylist next to her. "Handsome guy , great job! Round up the bill for us, keep the rest in your account." 　　"Thank you, beautiful lady, thank you, beautiful lady!" The stylist happily left. "Honey, you're so generous with my money?" I smiled at Xiaojing in the mirror. 　　"Of course!" Xiaojing leaned down and whispered in my ear, "Honey, you're actually quite pretty too. I'm starting to think you're more suited to being a girl." 　　"What, honey?" I whispered, "You really think of me as a girl? I always feel a bit strange." 　　"You are a girl now, okay?" Xiaojing said. "No problem, you'll get used to it."

"We'll change your clothes when we go shopping. You'd look terrible in men's clothes," she said coquettishly
. "Honey, I'm going to buy some things too, since I'll be using your card, okay?"

"Okay, buy, buy!" I smiled bitterly to myself, but I also had a urge to indulge myself. Since
I couldn't change the fact that I was a cross-dresser, I might as well accept it. Actually, experiencing life like a real
girl is a dream that few ordinary otaku with a desire to cross-dress can realize. Besides
, I have more money than I can spend right now. If I don't indulge my desires, I'll really be letting down the devil who has been so kind to me
.

In the shopping mall, the crowds were bustling. Xiaojing and I walked hand in hand, like two
very close best friends. The two beauties of us attracted a lot of attention.
It was the first time I experienced the confidence of a girl with big breasts, because more than 90% of the men's eyes ended up on
Xiaojing and me with our high breasts. I even unconsciously felt a little jealous that my bust size
was not as good as Xiaojing's.

"Hey, honey, look!" Xiaojing pulled me to a shop window. "What do you think of this dress
?"

"Keep your voice down, don't call me 'honey,' okay? We don't want people to hear us." Luckily, no one was paying attention. I
looked at the dress in the window. It was a lace-trimmed off-the-shoulder top and a high-waisted, bodycon
fishtail skirt. "Not bad, it's pretty and sexy."

"What's the big deal? So what if people know we're lesbians?" Xiaojing boldly
pulled into the store. "Saleswoman, could you get my husband that dress to try on?"

"Huh? Me?"

"Of course! How long are you going to wear that awful t-shirt?"

The saleswoman brought the dress over, professionally showing no surprise. "Miss, the fitting room is this way."
"Hurry up!" Xiaojing shoved me into the fitting room, shoving a paper bag into my hand and giving me a
mischievous smile. "Honey, remember to change your underwear and bra too."

I had no choice but to go into the fitting room alone. After carefully checking that there were no cameras, I took off all my clothes
in front . In the mirror, I had fair skin, perky breasts, and purplish-red nipples and areolas.
I had long, straight black hair, and below my bangs was a delicate oval face with thin lips and long eyelashes. I was
very pretty. However, my male genitals were still erect and standing tall. But this somewhat perverted
and incongruous scene seemed to have an indescribable beauty.

I opened the bag. The bra and panties inside were the same style as Xiaojing's usual ones—white,
sexy lace. I put on the bra in front of the mirror. The soft fabric clung to my breasts,
stimulating my penis to become even harder, making it impossible to fit into the lace panties. I forced myself to resist the urge to masturbate and ejaculate
. It took a while for my penis to soften slightly before I could put on the small lace panties. After putting on
my clothes and skirt, I saw a girl with straight black hair and slightly exposed shoulders in the mirror. Her
full breasts were slightly visible under the bra beneath the white lace trim on her chest. The sexy curves of her waist were clearly visible under the bulging bodycon skirt,
making her look both fashionable and sexy. I couldn't help but take out my phone and take a few cute selfies with a pout
. I felt a little regretful. I was afraid that from now on, I would have to officially say goodbye to my male appearance. I guess no one
would ever guess that this beautiful woman was actually a transvestite with a male penis.

After I changed my clothes, we shopped for a long time. Xiaojing browsed clothes and dresses, then underwear and shoes.
Finally, we were carrying so many bags that we could barely carry them all. "Honey, aren't you tired yet?" I
asked.

"Not tired, but it seems a bit late," Xiaojing replied, still quite enthusiastic. She checked the time.
"Honey, should we go back to the hotel near the hospital tonight?"

"Honey, no need. How about we get a better one?" I took out my phone and quickly searched for
a famous, top-tier hotel in S City. I called them and asked them to send a car to pick us up from the shopping center.
"Honey, all set!" Xiaojing laughed and pinched me. "Honey, we can just take a taxi. Is it really necessary to be
so extravagant?"

"It's okay. Didn't we say we wanted to start over? Of course, we should enjoy a life we haven't had before!"
I smiled and said, thinking to myself that there were even more extravagant options to come. Like I said before, I'd get used to it.

The car that was supposed to pick us up arrived shortly after. When we got to the hotel, the staff, as I had
instructed brought over our luggage, which Xiaojing and I had left at the hospital. I didn't try to save the Demon King any money;
I booked a two-month stay in the deluxe suite on the top floor. As for buying a house and settling down in S City,
we can talk about that later. Of course, Xiaojing and I, being two rich and beautiful women, could easily buy the hotel ourselves,
but there's no need. I always remember the Demon King's warning: abusing wealth and power to interfere excessively with
the laws of cause and effect in the human world is very dangerous. I'd better keep a low profile and just enjoy my life.

Xiaojing and I took the elevator straight to the top floor. Entering the suite, we were struck by the spaciousness of each room,
the decor and furnishings resembling a palace. The luxurious king-size bed in the bedroom even had various massage and vibration functions;
just looking at it exuded unparalleled comfort and fantasies. We went to the rooftop garden and looked down. In the distance
was the mouth of the Yangtze River, and closer in, the city of S was ablaze with lights, a dazzling spectacle of night. S City truly lived up to its name as
the Pearl of the Orient, the city that never sleeps. A thousand thoughts raced through my mind. All that talk about simplicity and contentment is just
bullshit for the average person. Having money and not having money are two completely different levels of life.

We returned to our room, and I took a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet and filled two glasses. "Wife, to our new
life, cheers!" We clinked glasses and drank it all in one gulp. Xiaojing and I sat by the floor-to-ceiling window, enjoying the night view and
sipping wine. Before we knew it, the entire bottle was empty. Xiaojing's drinking capacity increased with her enthusiasm; she
drank more than half the bottle herself.

"Honey, I'm so happy tonight!" Xiaojing's pretty face was flushed with a hint of alcohol, making her look especially
charming. "Honey, I now realize I've wasted my life before. From now on, I want to live the life I want
, and I never want to suppress myself and feel so tired again." Xiaojing looked at me, her eyes shining with...
This was completely different from before. "If that happens, will you blame me for being too indulgent?"

"No!" My heart skipped a beat, and I immediately said to her encouragingly, "Wife, I've actually
been hoping you could indulge yourself a little. You've sacrificed so much for us in the past. I said we should
start over now, hoping that we can both live the way we want. I think you
don't need to worry about me too much in the future. As long as you're happy, that's all that matters. I'll always love you. You'll
always be my goddess, okay, wife?"

"Okay!" Xiaojing's face was full of happiness as she leaned softly against me. "Honey, you said
it."

We leaned together, looking at the reflection of two beautiful women in the French windows. One was a girl with long, straight black hair wearing a white
lace off-the-shoulder top and a pencil skirt, and the other was
a beautiful woman with slightly wavy long hair, wearing a red floral chiffon dress, who looked just like Yang Mi. Looking at our reflections, Xiaojing tugged at me and said with a smile, "Come on,
beautiful husband, let's take some pretty pictures together."

"Ah? Won't people recognize me?" I said shyly.

"How could that be? Don't worry!"

Xiaojing pulled me to the dressing mirror in the room, and we both struck various cute poses,
pouting and making peace signs, snapping photos with our phones in rapid succession. After that, we took turns being each other's photographers.
The luxurious decor of each room and the rooftop night view provided perfect backdrops. Xiaojing got really into it, even posing in revealing outfits and showing off her
hips, letting me take many sexy shots.

"Honey, you took really good photos. Can I post a few on Weibo?"
Xiaojing .

"Sure, honey, go ahead and post them. Your fans will be thrilled." Xiaojing sometimes
does live fitness classes on video apps and also has a Weibo account. She's very popular, with tens of thousands of followers
. Sometimes, seeing everyone calling her "goddess" on her Weibo feed really satisfies my vanity.

"Honey, these pictures I posted are pretty sexy, you don't mind, do you?" Xiaojing handed me her phone,
playfully sticking out her tongue. I took a look, and sure enough, the photos Xiaojing updated on Weibo
were incredibly sexy. One was of Xiaojing leaning against the headboard, legs crossed, gazing dreamily at the night view outside the French windows
, her snow-white thighs exposed beneath her skirt. Another was of her languidly lying in an empty bathtub, her neckline pulled low,
almost revealing half of her snow-white breasts. "Wow, so sexy! Won't your fans get nosebleeds?"
I said, secretly feeling incredibly smug. Sure enough, within moments, a ton of likes appeared below
, along with a flood of messages asking to add the goddess on WeChat.

"Honey, look! There's someone here complimenting you on your big breasts!" Xiaojing pointed to
a comment . It included a photo of Xiaojing and me making cute poses, and someone commented, "Wow, a goddess
-like big-breasted beauty as my best friend! I'm begging for her WeChat!" A long string of suggestive emojis followed. "Hehe, honey!
I've realized you'd actually be perfect as a transvestite. Big and beautiful breasts! From now on, I'll call you 'Transvestite
Husband, okay?"

I blushed. "Ugh, honey, where are my breasts big? Even Yang Mi's
breasts aren't as big as yours! How can I compare?"

"What do you mean, 'no'? Actually, honey, your breasts are really big. Don't believe me? Take your clothes off, okay? Hurry up
..." Xiaojing coaxed me, pulling down the zipper on the back of my clothes and taking them off.
She then unhooked my bra and gestured with her fingers over my breasts. "Wow, you transvestite husband, your breasts are
a 34D! Bigger than most girls', you know!... You absolutely have to wear a bra from now on, okay?
Otherwise, breasts will sag, and your nipples are so perky, they'll be very noticeable if they show..."

"Okay! Wife, when it comes to big breasts, who can compare to yours?" I said to Xiaojing with a smile. "Wife,
why don't you take your clothes off too? I haven't seen your big breasts in a long time."

"...Ugh! Aren't you tired of looking yet?..." Xiaojing blushed, gave me a coquettish look, reached
behind her back to unzip her dress, and took it off, revealing a
white lace bra that only covered her ample breasts, and a pair of lace thongs. I noticed that her armpit hair was already thick and
dark, and my penis immediately hardened. "Honey, so you haven't shaved lately?"

"Oh, I've been taking care of you at the hospital all this time, how could I have time to shave? Don't you
like it ?" Xiaojing blushed. Actually, Xiaojing is the kind of girl who is naturally very hairy. Her pubic hair and armpit hair
are very thick, and even the hair on her calves becomes thick if she doesn't clean it for a few days. I've always thought
that thick body hair on girls is a natural kind of sexiness, but because Xiaojing is a dance fitness instructor,
she has to clean her body hair often, which I've always felt is a pity.

"Honey, who said I don't like it? I've never seen your armpit hair grow so much. How long has it been since you shaved?"
I said.

"Hmm, it's been over a month," Xiaojing said, blushing. "It's not just here, I
haven't . Now it's so long that it can't even be covered by my panties. You're not allowed to laugh at me!"

I looked down and felt another surge of excitement. Xiaojing probably really hadn't had time to take care of
herself for over a month. Her small lace panties couldn't cover her thick pubic hair at all. Many long,
curly dark pubic hairs were sticking out from both sides of her triangular panties. Xiaojing's pubic area used to be
cleanly shaved. I had never seen my wife, who usually looked like a celebrity, have such lewd and messy pubic hair.
Suddenly, I felt my penis getting hard and a little painful.

"Honey, I want to tell you something," Xiaojing said, blushing. "Whether you like it or not, I'm going to
be willful this time. I don't want to shave anymore."

"Huh? Why?" I was surprised but secretly delighted. "Honey, didn't you used to clean yourself all the time
? What happened?"

"You're so annoying," Xiaojing said coquettishly. "Why do you ask so many questions? Didn't you say I
could ?"

"No, honey, actually I like it when you don't shave. I think it's especially sexy! I just want to
know why?" I lifted Xiaojing's fair arm and kissed her thick armpit hair.
"You're not trying to please me on purpose, are you, my wife? I wouldn't want you to do that!"

"Dream on! I'm not doing this for you!" Xiaojing gave me a playful glare. "I had to
because of dancing before, but now that I've quit, I'm taking it easy. Actually, it hurts a lot when I shave
, and my skin gets allergic. If you don't mind, I'm thinking of not
shaving my leg hair anymore. I can just wear stockings, and nobody will see it, right?"

I looked at Xiaojing's snow-white thighs under her lace panties. Sure enough, the hair on her calves had grown quite thick.
"Yeah, my wife, I told you to choose your own path in life! Actually, what I love most about you are your
beautiful legs in stockings, just like your big breasts—the sexiest of all!"

"Hmph, what's the use of being sexy? You still have the same problem with premature ejaculation," Xiaojing said, unhooking her bra
and giving me a reproachful look. "If you don't take exercising more seriously, don't blame me for
finding a gigolo to serve me and cheating on you."

Xiaojing's words hit the most sensitive spot in my cuckoldry complex. "Wife, actually I think...
" I stammered, "I'm not even a complete man anymore. Even if you really
cheat , it's actually understandable, don't you think?"

"Yeah, you transvestite husband, look who else is as stupid as me? So beautiful and still watching over you every day
. Now you realize how great your wife is, right?" Xiaojing gave me a disdainful look. "Yes, wife, so
as long as you're happy, don't worry about my feelings!" I couldn't help but hug Xiaojing and kiss her
on the annoying! You're forcing a kiss on me..." She pretended to twist away, but her lips responded passionately
. "Wife, you can cheat on your husband anytime you want. The more jealous I am,
the more love you, you know?..."

"...You're such a pervert...You said it yourself...I might actually have found someone..." Her
soft tongue eagerly responded to my thrusting movements. Xiaojing's desire was clearly aroused; her saliva
carried the sweet scent of hormones and lust. I inhaled the alluring scent of her sweat. We
fell onto the bed, embracing each other. We hungrily sucked on each other's saliva, our lips twisting and intertwining. My
skirt and lace panties were torn to shreds in the struggle, so I simply stripped naked,
tearing off . The dressing mirror beside the bed reflected two smooth, naked female bodies, except that
one of the girls, with long, straight black hair, still had a straight penis erect between her legs.

The saliva between Xiaojing and me formed a long, sticky line. Xiaojing's 36F snow-white, full
breasts, freed from the bra's restraint, bounced out, swaying heavily on her chest. Xiaojing's
breasts were beautifully full and peach-shaped, but the only flaw was her wide, dark areolas covered
in rough bumps. The dark brown nipples stood erect, surrounded by a ring of fine black
hair. Although I had seen Xiaojing's breasts many times, I
could never resist touching them. I held one breast, inhaling the scent of her sweat mixed with her body odor, and gently
scraped the rough bumps on her areola before sucking on her nipple.

"Honey, why do we feel like we're being intimate with a close friend?" Xiaojing asked
, watching me lick her breast while gently rubbing her other breast. "Aren't my breasts...beautiful?"

"Of course!..." I said, kissing her nipple. "Honey, how long has it been since we did it?"

"Hmph, you have the nerve to say that? It's been almost two months."

"That long?" I smiled awkwardly. "Honey, do you want it tonight?"

"I'm ready anytime, it just depends on whether you can handle it, honey!" Xiaojing said to me. "Honey, I know you
want to satisfy me, but if your penis can't handle it, don't force it. Just play with my big tits, okay?
Otherwise you'll ejaculate too early and then not be able to get hard, which will make me feel even worse!"

My face turned red. My premature ejaculation has always been a problem. When I have sex with Xiaojing, I always
ejaculate within a minute or two of penetration, sometimes even before penetration. Without the help of aphrodisiacs,
I can't get an erection again for a long time after ejaculation. Over time, Xiaojing gets annoyed, and
it's really a blow to me too. But strangely enough, the more I do this, the
stronger . "Wife, please give me another chance?" I said. "If I really can't, you can
officially start your romantic encounters tomorrow and see if you can find a pretty boy you like."

"Really?" Xiaojing hesitated for a moment. "Actually... I was just joking..."

"What's wrong, honey?" My cuckoldry tendencies were getting the better of me, and I was genuinely worried she'd change her mind and disappoint me.
"It's okay to have a little fun. Didn't you say you wanted to indulge yourself in the future? Or are you worried I'll get
jealous and upset?"

"No! I'm not worried about you," Xiaojing said hesitantly, blushing. "I'm worried... worried
... you know, down there... what if people see it and laugh at me?"

"Oh!...You're worried about this? What's wrong with that?"

I finally understood why Xiaojing was hesitant and shy. I reached out and
pulled down Xiaojing's small lace panties, revealing a large patch of thick pubic hair and her vulva. Her genitals were indeed soaking wet
. Her two labia majora, which couldn't close, were wrinkled and stuck to the sides of her vaginal opening, unable to cover
her pink vulva. Clear mucus was gushing out from inside, flowing down and even wetting the anal hair around her
anus . But the most erotic thing was her purplish-red
clitoris, which was completely erect at the top of her vagina. Xiaojing's clitoris was naturally particularly thick and long. Now, fully erect, it was like a thumb, thick and swollen,
stretching open the foreskin, standing erect at the top of her vulva like a child's penis.

"Honey, stop looking!... It's so ugly..." Xiaojing blushed and
covered Her naturally large clitoris was Xiaojing's most private and sensitive secret. Although she
was very beautiful, this issue had prevented her from dating much after breaking up with her ex-
boyfriend . It took me a lot of effort to win her over and get her to accept me. But to be honest, I really didn't think...
There's nothing to be ashamed of about this; it's just that Xiaojing herself is very concerned. She even considered getting clitoral
reduction surgery, but she gave up the idea because she was afraid it would affect her fertility after marriage.

"Wife, I've told you so many times, you're actually very sexy and beautiful here, how could you think
it's ugly?" I gently moved her hand away from her genitals, moved my body down to spread her legs, and leaned in
to gently lick her large clitoris with my tongue. "...Ah!..." Xiaojing immediately gasped softly,
her whole body trembling slightly. "Husband, no, I haven't washed in a long time, it's dirty..."

"...Wife, you're such a beautiful and sexy woman, how could your vagina be dirty?" I was already sucking
on one of her labia majora in my mouth. Xiaojing's genitals had indeed not been washed for several days and had a strong odor.
There was white discharge around her vaginal opening, and the sour smell of her vaginal fluid and the pungent odor of the discharge mixed with her body fragrance. This
smell of her vulva strongly stimulated my sexual desire.

"Really, no, honey!" Xiaojing forcefully moved her vulva away from my mouth, hugged me, and kissed me on the lips,
saying, "Honey, I haven't showered and I'm really dirty. I can't bear to be served like this..."

"Hmm, it's okay, honey is willing!" I said, "I just want my wife to know that your vulva isn't ugly
at all . Any man who sees it will feel the same way as me, find it sexy, and go crazy for you!"

"Honey, you're so good at saying that. You really want me to go find a gigolo and cheat on you?... Then I'll be letting other people play with
this part okay?..."

"Hmm!" I couldn't help but rub her big breasts and kiss her nipples. "Wife, I know it
's only a matter of time before you cheat on me. So now, have pity on your husband and let me serve you to make you feel good
for a while, okay?"

"...Hmm, okay!..." Xiaojing said, "Considering that you licked it for me even though it was so dirty just now,
I'll let you penetrate me once, but you're not allowed to ejaculate prematurely!... Otherwise, next time I'll masturbate and ignore you..."

"Okay, thank you, wife!..."

Xiaojing pinched my penis with her hand, raised one leg and gently rubbed my glans against her wet vulva.
"Honey, let's not use a condom, okay? You'll be able to hold back anyway, right? I want to feel more comfortable too..." Before
I could speak, she rubbed her vulva against my penis a few times and slowly sat down. "Ah!... Finally something
is going in ..." Xiaojing let out a long sigh. She leaned down and pressed against me. I was
pressed against by her swollen breasts. "...Honey, is it okay? I'm starting to move, okay?"

"Hmm, wife, go slower..." I felt my penis being enveloped by a wet and hot fleshy hole.
Xiaojing slowly swayed her hips, her vulva rubbing against my penis. "...Ah... So comfortable... The real
penis feels different..." Xiaojing moaned softly to herself. She looked at me, who was pressed down beneath her,
and smiled. "Honey, why do I feel like I'm raping you?..." She lowered her head and kissed
my lips again.

"Mmm...mmm..." We kissed, making smacking sounds. Xiaojing's hips
swayed and rubbed against each other, gradually arching her hips and then lowering them. Her vagina swallowed and released my penis, making slapping
sounds. I felt my penis getting tighter and tighter. She had only swallowed and released my penis a few times when an
intense feeling of ejaculation surged uncontrollably down my body. I quickly pulled away from Xiaojing, who was kissing me.

"Wife...I can't take it anymore...I'm coming!..."

"Why so fast again?...No...you didn't wear a condom!..." Xiaojing
immediately , but my semen had already come out. The huge pleasure of ejaculation made my
mind go blank. The first one or two spurts of semen hit her vaginal opening and the pubic hair next to it, and the next few
spurts splashed onto our breasts and bellies.

My penis trembled several times before I ejaculated, and then it immediately went limp and collapsed. Xiaojing silently
grabbed a few tissues and wiped the semen off her breasts and belly. I felt guilty and embarrassed. "I'm sorry,
wife!" I quickly grabbed some tissues and reached between her legs to wipe her vulva.

"What are you wiping for?" Xiaojing slapped my hand away, her face full of grievance and anger. "Honey, if you keep going
like this , I'll really cheat on you!"

"Wife, I can't help it..."

"Can't help it? Can't you think of a solution?" Xiaojing said angrily. "It's always like this.
What am I supposed to do after you ejaculate? Do you know how uncomfortable I feel?"

"Wife... how about this? I'll take Viagra later. I just ejaculated once, so it should be fine to get hard again
after taking the pill!"

Xiaojing hesitated for a moment. "So, you have Viagra with you now?"

I suddenly remembered that I had just come from the hospital today. I was extremely embarrassed. "Wife, how do I
have this stuff? I'll call the hotel reception to have it delivered."

"You're such an idiot. Why are you calling? Are you afraid people won't know you're a transvestite?"
Xiaojing snatched my phone and threw it aside. "Never mind, I'll just go buy it outside the hotel."

"No, wife, I'll go." I quickly said.

"No, you should rest here properly, otherwise you'll complain about being tired and having premature ejaculation again." Xiaojing
picked up her underwear and bra and put them on. She combed her hair again in front of the mirror. "I want to go for a walk too. I
need to buy some stockings."

After putting on her skirt, she leaned over and kissed me. On a whim, I transferred my consciousness to
her body. "Okay, wife, be careful outside, and come back quickly!"

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