The pleasure of self-torture

As my relationship with my wife deepened, our feelings for each other grew stronger. We
thought about each other almost constantly, and I believe that since I became sexually aware, I've been thinking about how to
achieve .
However, lately I've been getting erections less frequently, but my skin has become better and better, more and more like a woman's skin
. And because I've been controlling my food intake, my weight has dropped to around 53 kilograms, and I've even developed a waistline, which
isn't a problem. But I've noticed that I'm starting to develop gynecomastia (female breast development).
This phenomenon is generally
associated . However, I noticed my nipples gradually swelling, although not very large, but it felt a bit like
the early development of a primary school girl. I suspected it was caused by that bottle of pills, so tonight I tentatively
asked Ting, "Ting, where did you buy that bottle of pills you gave me? Will there be any side effects? Lately, I feel
like mine is getting bigger."
When Ting heard my question, she understood what I meant, and her face immediately turned unhappy: "Ling-jie, you're
too small. Wouldn't it be better if I helped you grow bigger?"
Hearing Ting say this, I realized it really was because of the pills, and that Ting did it on purpose, which I
found hard to accept: "Ting... why did you make me take this? I'm a man!
What does it look like when a man gets bigger?"
Ting didn't answer immediately, but suddenly leaned closer and
licked my nipple with her fragrant tongue (Note: At this time, I was already dressed up, wearing Ting's clothes and pajamas). Stimulated by her
fragrant tongue , I began to moan softly like a girl.
When she slipped her hand inside my panties, she suddenly thrust her index finger into my anus, inserting a section of
it. Whenever Ting used this trick, I didn't know the reason, but for a
moment I would fantasize about being Ting's senior, that is, the Ling-jie I subconsciously imitated would suddenly take over my self.
At this time, Ting would always guide me: "Ling-jie, hello! Do you want a big one?" And
every time, I couldn't bear the immense stimulation of self-humiliation and would have extremely self-destructive
thoughts , panting almost like a woman: "Ting, Ling-jie wants a man, wants a big one, I want..."
But today, after I asked that, Ting seemed unhappy. She suddenly removed her finger from my panties
and said in a commanding tone: "Ling-jie, I'll take you outside for a stroll today!"
Hearing Ting say this, I was startled. Did Ting want me to go out dressed like this? So I stammered
cautiously, "Ting, you're not going to make me dress like this..."
Ting glared at me, revealing a slightly sinister smile, "Of course not, my dear Ling-jie, if you dress
like this , I guarantee you'll be arrested before you even leave this room!" She then laughed smugly, "Don't you know that thanks to my
efforts this month, you're now a stunning beauty?"
With that, Ting dragged me to her wardrobe and started choosing a slightly puffy pale yellow dress, plus
a light jacket... After Ting's quick dressing, I was transformed into an elegant
beauty in a dress and short skirt.
Looking in the mirror, I couldn't help but admire the effort Ting had put into my appearance this month. Plus, because of the pills
, what should have been flat was now artificially created by Ting using some new bra she'd bought sometime recently, creating a cleavage. I
was confident that even if I were to face acquaintances, I wouldn't be recognized in this outfit.
Then Ting put on a coat and tossed me the car keys: "Ling, let's go to McDonald's." I
was startled by her suggestion and stammered, "Ting, McDonald's is so crowded, I really don't dare..."
Ting smiled and kissed my lips, which I had just applied lipstick to, and said with a laugh, "You're worried too? Don't you
men love seeing us girls not dressed up in crowded places?"
Hearing her say that, I couldn't help but feel a little guilty. To be honest, I had thought about that
scenario , but I had never actually done it. My wife seemed to understand men's psychology; it seemed my wife also secretly read
erotic articles...
While my mind was wandering, I had already gotten into the car with my wife. Fortunately, it was nighttime, and McDonald's
had a drive-thru, so with a heavy heart, I dressed in women's clothing and followed my wife to the McDonald's drive-thru. When I
arrived at window number one, the waiter was a part-time worker who looked like a college student. He
obviously couldn't tell I was dressed up and asked in a formulaic way, "Miss, what order would you like?" Just as I hesitated
, my wife grabbed the order from the passenger seat: "I want six ice cream cones, and I'll put them in a bag."
So I quickly took out a hundred-dollar bill and handed it to the part-time worker.
Before leaving, the part-time worker gave me another look. I don't know if it was because my wife's makeup skills made me look
pretty, or if he noticed something was wrong. And so, we got home without any surprises.
When we got home, I noticed Ting's cheeks were flushed. Judging from her expression, I knew she found tonight's adventure very
exciting , and that it had aroused her desire. Then Ting asked me to put six ice cream cones in the freezer first, and then she
went into the bathroom alone, doing something.
A little while later, I heard Ting's voice coming from the bathroom: "Ziling, come in and help me."
I was curious. Given Ting's aroused expression earlier, she should have been about to
"torture" me as soon as we got home, but instead, she was asking for my help in the bathroom. So I went in as she instructed and
found that Ting had already taken off her skirt and there was a basin on the floor with some things on it. I went closer and saw that it was
an enema kit and medicine.
I was stunned for a moment: "Ting, are you constipated?" Ting, embarrassed by my blunt question,
tapped me on the back with her little fist: "What kind of question is that?"
"You're the one with constipation!" she retorted,
then pulled me along... "What are you still looking at? Hurry up and help her!"
It was only then that I realized Ting actually wanted me to help her with an enema. This was truly a novel experience. I
had only ever seen similar scenes in Japanese adult films before. I never expected that Ting would actually ask me to help her today. Just
thinking about Ting's uncontrollable and panting expression when she did it made my penis drool and become semi-erect
(Note: because of the bottle of medicine Ting gave me, it has been semi-erect for a while).
I swallowed hard. Ting held onto the small chair in the bathroom, facing me. So, I imitated
the method I had seen in adult films, aiming a ball of enema fluid at Ting's anus and carefully squeezing it in slowly.
While squeezing, I asked, "Ting, isn't this too fast?"
Ting glanced back at me, her face flushed. She was clearly excited. She whispered,
a little embarrassed, "No, you can continue. Stop when I say stop."
Before the second injection was finished, Ting's expression suddenly changed: "Ah~~, Ling, it's done! You need to get out!"
Confused, I obediently followed my wife's instructions and left. Just as I stepped out of the bathroom, I heard the soft sound of diarrhea
, and Ting's intoxicating scent.
Then I heard her flushing. When she opened the door, I couldn't help but hug her and kiss her tenderly. Ting looked at me
coquettishly don't you think you smell bad?"
I quickly shook my head: "As long as it's you, Ting, I don't think you smell bad. You smell the best." Ting
was happy to hear me say that and kept asking me, "Really?" Then, Ting gave me a mischievous
look: "Then I want you to swear again." Otherwise, I wouldn't have known my wife was being so
serious . But I had no choice but to immediately and solemnly swear: I, Fang Ziling, swear that anything on Ting's body, no matter
what it is, will be the most fragrant and absolutely will not smell bad. If I dare to complain that my wife's things smell bad, I am willing to accept the most
severe punishment from my wife.
My wife was obviously very happy with my oath: "Ziling, you said it yourself. If you dare to complain that anything on me
smells bad, I will never sleep with you again."
As soon as I thought of my wife's previous coldness, I immediately made a hasty promise. How could I dare to disobey her?
Then Ting wrapped her arms around my neck tenderly, her cherry lips pressing deeply against mine. We
kissed passionately, our tongues exploring each other's bases. I could feel how much Ting wanted
and loved me.
Ting guided me to sit on the edge of the bed, and she lay down on it like an autumn dress. I knew the main event
was about to begin
, so I followed Ting and climbed down. As usual, the first thing I did was to bring my head to Ting's alluring
triangle to find the fleshy crevice among the lush pubic hair. Ting was clearly more aroused tonight.
Her hands gripped my head tightly, bringing it as close as possible to her alluring crevice. In this situation, I
could only desperately lick and suck at her clitoris and the small, protruding bud with my tongue at an extremely high speed. As Ting's
moans grew louder and louder, she suddenly told me to stop: "Ling, you... ah, no, hold on a second,
I need you to go to the fridge and get that ice cream."
I was stunned for a moment... Why would Ting want ice cream at this time? Although McDonald's waffle cone ice cream
is quite delicious, what if I only make it halfway?
But I dared not disobey Ting's wishes, so I ran to get the ice cream at top speed. When
I brought it back, I saw that Ting had somehow gotten a basin and a very large syringe. Actually, calling it
a syringe was more like calling it a giant water gun. When I saw it, I couldn't help but ask Ting dumbfoundedly, "
Wife, what is this...?"
My wife was even more excited at this moment, her whole face flushed, and she panted, "Ling, quickly
put that syringe!" At this point, I somewhat understood what my wife wanted to do, but the greater thrill and humiliation made it
impossible for me to refuse. It was as if a demon was urging me to experience and enjoy this humiliation.
Following Ting's instructions, I quickly filled the syringe with ice, then slowly and gently
brought the nozzle to Ting's mouth, like an enema.
Ting let out a series of low moans, and as I injected the ice cream into her anus, I couldn't hold
back and ejaculated, soaking half of my panties. After I had injected all the ice cream into Ting,
I saw that she was also burning with desire. Ting climbed onto me naked, slowly pressing me down.
I was forced to lie on the floor by Ting, who said in an almost tearful voice, "Ling, do you know I was afraid you
'd find me smelly, so I cleaned myself completely, and even bought your favorite ice cream… all
for you, you can't go back on your word~~"
Then Ting pressed against my chest, gazing at me deeply: "Ling, I want you to say it again,
everything has smells good, including Ting'er's poop. Ling, say it once, quick!"
Looking at Ting's almost urgent expression and tone, I barely thought, "I, Fang Ziling, will say
anything from Ting'er's body, even Ting'er's poop, is the most fragrant and delicious thing in the world."
After hearing me say this, Ting immediately sat on my face, bringing her anus close to my face
, while her mouth was not idle either, constantly biting and licking my semi-erect
penis
I looked closely at Ting'er's anus, and saw it contracting continuously, as if something was about to come out, and then there was
a series of sounds from Ting: "Ah, Ling, it's coming out, catch it!"
Then, a white, semi-solid ice cream slowly emerged from the pavilion. I knew this humiliation was something
I had never experienced before, but this act of breaking all conventions aroused my greatest desire. I
couldn't wait for the white ice cream to come out before immediately scooping it up with my tongue, and even tried to probe the pavilion's anus with
the tip of my tongue . Under my stimulation, the white ice cream came out even faster,
even carrying a little bit of dirt, but I greedily licked it all up.

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