My wife's desire to perform

Two years ago, I got married to a wife that many people envied. My wife's name is Shuyi. She studied dance, has a great figure, with a curvy figure and fair skin. After marriage, my wife stayed at home and gave birth to a boy. Our married life was very harmonious. Because of the marriage, my wife never worked again or performed. She stayed at home taking care of the child, which was a kind of ordeal for her, as she always loved cheers and a desire to perform.

Later, my wife returned to her old workplace, requesting to return to performing. However, due to various reasons, her job was taken by someone else, making it difficult to arrange another one for her. Seeing my wife's increasingly sullen demeanor, I felt terrible, but because my salary was high enough to ensure she had enough to eat and drink, I didn't dwell on it. One day, my wife said to me, "Honey, I saw a flyer on the street today. It says there's some kind of 'Fantastic Ideas' performance event, and they're recruiting performers. I want to try it out. After all, I'm idle at home anyway, and I can help you out." Seeing the longing in my wife's eyes, my heart softened instantly. I said, "Whatever you like, but don't overwork yourself. After all, we have everything we need; your health is important." My wife kissed me on the cheek, "Honey, you're so sweet! I'll go tomorrow!" Seeing my wife's joyful expression, I was genuinely happy too, unaware that this was the beginning of my wife's physical performances, and she was hooked. The next morning, my wife went out early to participate in the performance, and I went to work. When I got home that evening, I found my wife wasn't back yet. Although a little suspicious, I didn't think much of it, just happy that she'd found a new job. Around midnight, I was getting really worried and was about to go look for her when she finally dragged her tired body home. Despite her exhaustion, she was unusually happy: "Honey, I love this job! But new actors can only perform once a week, it's awful!" "What? Only once a week?" I asked, but she didn't elaborate. That night, I noticed bruises on her body. A chill ran down my spine; something seemed off. I secretly decided I'd investigate the next time she went out to perform. The second week had just begun, and Shuyi was already getting ready. Her excitement was unlike anything I'd ever seen before, which only strengthened my resolve to find out. It was a large square, and not far away was a performance venue and convention center. Following Shuyi there, I realized it was the place we often went shopping. No wonder she was here; she probably picked up her job flyers here. I saw Shuyi being led inside the convention center by a burly man dressed as a waiter. I immediately followed, but was stopped at the entrance: "Sir, do you have a ticket? Please show me your ticket." Not wanting to disturb my wife, I had no choice but to obediently go buy a ticket. When I got to the ticket counter, I was shocked—the tickets were outrageously expensive! What kind of performance charges such a high price, a whopping 1000 yuan! However, seeing the long line of people buying tickets, I didn't pay much attention. Perhaps the performance really was that good! But most of the ticket buyers were men, which only piqued my curiosity. With the ticket, I easily made my way to the venue. I also bought some popcorn and cola from the vendors outside. After all, I was there to see a performance, and it felt incomplete without popcorn. In the past, when my wife and I went to shows, she always insisted I buy these things; it had become a habit, and I felt awkward without them. I found my seat according to the number. It wasn't near the front; it was more of a middle-to-back spot. The room was filled with all sorts of men, and their excitement only fueled my curiosity about the performance. After a long wait, the curtain slowly rose, and melodious music began. I was eating popcorn when I realized the stage was completely empty! Just then, a stunningly beautiful young woman descended from the ceiling, startling me so much that I dropped my popcorn without even realizing it. It was clearly my wife! Shuyi was topless, her breasts tightly gripped by a large glass dome. The suction was so strong that her breasts were stretched taut. The back of the dome was a tube of some soft material that hadn't deflated despite the strong suction. My wife wore a very revealing, almost transparent, sexy lingerie. Because the glass dome was pulling on her breasts, all of her weight was concentrated on them. I watched as Shuyi slowly floated down from the air. To my surprise, her breasts were already a deep, almost purple red, yet my wife still wore a satisfied and radiant smile. The entire audience cheered, but I forgot to react. Looking at my wife's face, which grew even more excited by the cheers, I wasn't angry; instead, I felt a little amused and exasperated. Perhaps it was because I also had a repressed, cuckolded side. Seeing my wife's happy expression, I felt that this was the only way to be fair to her. As long as she was happy, that was enough. Isn't love that simple? So I settled down to watch, feeling that this performance would definitely be worth the ticket price. Before landing, my wife used the stretching of her breasts to tumble and roll in the air, not pulling on the safety ropes hanging below to alleviate the pain in her breasts. She did various aerial splits, her graceful body captivating all the men in the audience, and I watched with complete focus. At that moment, my wife stretched out her hands to the sides, grabbing the safety ropes. I felt a little relieved, thinking she had finally reached her limit. But then I saw that after grabbing the ropes, she didn't pull upwards forcefully. Instead, she wrapped the ropes around her calves. As the glass enclosure slowly descended, she straightened her body, letting the enclosure pull her breasts out from her sides, like she was lying on the ground. She held this position for a long time, until the audience cheered loudly, and I clapped along. Only then did she release the ropes and slowly walk onto the stage. This unique entrance immediately elicited screams from the entire audience. At this moment, the host came onto the stage. He was a handsome young man, dressed appropriately. "Welcome everyone to the 'Whimsical Ideas Show'!" he said, bowing with Shuyi. Because my wife had just removed her breasts from the vacuum glass enclosure, they were now drooping quite a bit due to the excessive suction, but thankfully, it didn't affect their original beauty. "This is Ms. Shuyi's second performance today. I believe many audience members enjoyed her performance last week, so it left a deep impression on us! Ms. Shuyi is a young mother who recently gave birth and was formerly a dancer. It's all fate that she's here to perform for everyone. Now, please welcome Ms. Shuyi to bring you another wonderful performance. The first program is 'The Failed Rocket,' please give her a round of applause!" I was very curious about the name of this program. What is a failed rocket? I've never heard such a strange name before. No wonder it's called the "Crazy Ideas Show"! At this moment, someone came up and put a portable headset on my wife so that we could hear her voice: "Hello everyone, I'm Shuyi, a performance enthusiast. I really enjoy bringing excitement and joy to the audience with my performances. Seeing the audience happy makes me excited too. I hope my performance can bring you happiness!" After speaking, Shuyi took two steps back. My wife smiled sweetly and slowly took off her sexy underwear. At this moment, my wife appeared completely naked in everyone's sight, and the whole audience erupted in cheers. That's for sure; my wife has the best figure I've ever seen, so this reaction is understandable. The enthusiastic response and cheers from the audience excited my wife greatly, making her blush even more alluring, and a trickle of fluid flowed from her lower body. I watched as my wife slowly did a split, and then two small pillars appeared on either side. Two people came up and secured my wife's feet to the pillars, and a tablet computer, like an iPad, rose up in front of her. My wife nodded, and then a large number 20 appeared on the black screen behind her. Just as I was wondering what was going on, I saw the audience below begin counting down: "Five, four, three, two, one!" As the seconds gradually decreased, accompanied by loud cheers from the audience, suddenly, "Bang!" My wife's scream followed: "Ah ... My wife's screams blared from the loudspeakers, the pained cries sounding so pale and helpless amidst the cheers of the audience. The entire venue erupted in shouts and applause. "Ah! It's going to break, it's killing me..." My wife's expression was a mixture of pain and excitement. She covered her genitals with both hands, grimacing as she stared at the audience. At this moment, the host approached my wife, touched her genitals, and chuckled, "Sister Shuyi, you're still a few centimeters tall! That's quite impressive, but judging from the audience's reaction, they don't seem entirely satisfied!" "Hehehe..." My wife suddenly giggled, addressing the audience, "Was my performance exciting?" "Exciting!" "Want it even more exciting?" "Yes!" "Okay, as long as your applause is right, I'll make sure you never forget this! Okay?" The entire venue erupted in deafening cheers, and even I joined in. Amid cheers, the number 40 suddenly appeared on the backdrop, leaving me speechless. My wife was really going to ruin her own rhythm! With the crowd erupting in a countdown: "Five, four, three, two, one!" Then, with an even louder "bang," my wife's large breasts jerked violently upwards, her entire body simultaneously stretching downwards, before she shot upwards using her genitals as a point of leverage… It took a full two seconds before she landed with another "bang." Just as I was wondering why she hadn't screamed, she then…She let out a sound, "Ugh!" as if choking, then erupted in a high-pitched scream, "Ahhhhh!" Clutching her genitals, she lay on the ground, her screams lingering. The audience below fell silent. Suddenly, the silent audience erupted into even louder cheers at her wife's scream. "Sister Shuyi really goes all out for the audience, I truly admire her," the host said. Slowly recovering, his wife gave the host a sweet smile. Although her face was deathly pale, that alluring smile still momentarily stunned the host.

"This performance can only go this far; we can't go any higher. Neither the audience nor I want Sister Shuyi's private parts to get damaged." "Isn't this already damaged? You little rascal, what are you trying to say?" "Uh... Sister Shuyi saw through me!" The host waved behind him, and two people came up and untied the ropes from his wife's feet. "Sister Shuyi, you know that the audience's tastes are all different. Today, we can't let you ruin it by only using your vagina. We need to use more parts to satisfy the public!" His wife smiled sweetly and said, "I knew you little rascal wasn't up to any good. Okay, then my next performance will definitely not disappoint everyone." "I believe in Sister Shuyi!" "The next performance is called 'Double Vagina Ascension,' a program I've been thinking about for many days, and it's the feeling I've always longed for. I hope everyone likes it!" As soon as his wife finished speaking, two dildos-like objects, one high and one low, each as thick as an arm, rose from the floor, reaching a height of 50 centimeters above the stage. As I was wondering, my wife began explaining the program: "These two things are taller than my uterus and rectum. In a moment, I'll sit on them on tiptoe, and they'll take turns thrusting upwards, very quickly, like the force of an adult man's fist. I'll use my vagina and rectum to bear this force. These two things will also absorb water, and after absorbing water, they'll slowly become thicker. The frequency of their rise will be determined by everyone's cheers; the louder the cheers, the faster they'll move. If you want to see a more exciting scene, please cheer as much as you like!" It seemed my wife was really risking her life for the audience's cheers. I watched as my wife aligned her vaginal opening and anus with the two thick, dildo-like rods, and then sat down with great difficulty. Her furrowed brows showed that her vagina and rectum were under a great burden. It took a full five minutes before my wife seemed to have reached the bottom. At this point, the host brought over a stool-like object and placed it in front of her. My wife lifted her feet off the ground, made a muffled groan, and slowly placed her feet on the stool for the staff to hold them down. As everyone withdrew, the stage where my wife had sat began to slowly rotate, gradually turning her back to the audience. Her graceful back and parted buttocks made her appear incredibly beautiful. My wife then reached her hands to her chest and began to slowly manipulate her breasts, changing their shape in her hands. At this moment, the dildo inside her vagina slowly descended, then suddenly thrust upwards. With a soft "Oh!" from my wife, her body rose and fell rapidly. Then, the dildo in her anus performed the same action… The entire audience erupted in cheers, and with the cheers, the voice-controlled machine began to strike rapidly. As my wife continued to rub her breasts, she trembled violently, as if possessed, occasionally emitting sounds like "Ahhh… Ohhh…". Watching my wife's lewd behavior, saliva uncontrollably dripped from my mouth. I don't know if it was my imagination, but the machine's penis seemed thicker, more frequent, and stronger. Soon, I noticed my wife's abdomen bulging and contracting intermittently; I guessed those two frightening dildos had penetrated deep into her body. "I can't take it anymore, I'm going to die, I'm going to die... Are you guys enjoying this? Oh... oh... oh..." With my wife's question, the entire audience stood up, the cheers erupting as if to lift the roof off. My own penis, uncontrollably, became painfully hard. Then, with a "bang," both penises simultaneously descended, then suddenly rose again, striking my wife's genitals before they even landed. My wife shuddered, her eyes rolled back, and she fainted. Her genitals were instantly flooded with urine, leaving a large wet patch on the stage. The machine slowly stopped, and the host went to my wife's side, telling a few jokes to buy time for her to wake up. Looking at my wife unconscious on stage, I couldn't help but feel a little worried. About ten minutes later, my wife slowly woke up, shook her head, glanced at the host beside her, rolled her eyes, and said, "Since she fainted, you could have just let everyone move on to the next program automatically. Why wait for her to wake up?" "Sister Shuyi, I was just worried you'd blame me if you didn't get to experience it! Okay, everyone, now that everyone's ready, the next program requires your cooperation." As the host spoke, I noticed a funnel-like object slowly appearing in front of me. "This program is called 'Flooding Jinshan Temple.' Please use masturbation to ejaculate into the funnel in front of you. The machine will automatically collect your semen, mix it together, and transport it through a pipe to Sister Shuyi's body. As you can see, Sister Shuyi hasn't gotten off the machine yet. Let's see if everyone's semen is enough to push Sister Shuyi off with pressure!" "Hehe... Everyone, shoot as much as you can! This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!" My wife encouraged the audience in a flirtatious manner. I turned and looked around. Everyone had pulled down their pants and started masturbating, some even urinating into the funnels. I frowned when I noticed so many people were urinating into the funnels. Twenty minutes passed quickly, and then I heard the machine roar. My wife on stage started yelling, "It's starting! It's starting! Oh... so much!" My wife's belly swelled up rapidly, and a large amount of yellowish-white liquid gushed out from the opening, making a mess of the stage. Perhaps because she had just given birth, my wife's belly was very resilient. Soon, it reached its largest size, when she was ten months pregnant. At this point, my wife stopped yelling, clenched her teeth, and the veins on her belly bulged. The machine stopped, but my wife remained seated on the two dildos, smiling sweetly at the audience without saying a word, only looking at the host with longing eyes. Then, a staff member brought up two beer mugs, filled with semen, the viscosity of which was astonishing. The host addressed the audience, "These two glasses of semen are from the VIP clients at this event, two large glasses in total!" Turning to my wife, he said, "Sister Shuyi, your belly is so big, can you still drink this? If not, don't drink it~" However, the host's mocking gaze didn't seem like a kind suggestion. "Hehe...you little rascal, I'm doing alright! Don't try to make me look bad." After saying that, he took the beer mug from the staff member and said to the audience, "Thank you all for coming to support me today, these two glasses are my toast to everyone!" The staff member untied the restraints on my wife's feet, and the two dildos slowly rose. Slowly, my wife stood up, using her vagina and anus to support her body, without her feet touching the ground, and drank the semen in large gulps... She quickly finished the first glass and was about to take the second when the host whispered something in my wife's ear. My wife thought about it for a while with difficulty, and then nodded to the host. Then a staff member gave my wife two nasal plugs, with two long, soft tubes attached to the bottom. "This cup is at the client's request. I'll drink it through my nose and seal my mouth. That means if I don't finish these two cups through my nose, I'll suffocate. Ugh, I don't know who came up with this despicable idea; it'll definitely fill my lungs with semen!" my wife explained in a seemingly complaining tone. Soon, the staff brought an X-ray machine, through which they could clearly see the situation inside my wife's body. "Okay, then let's fulfill his request!" my wife said sweetly, and then had the staff seal her mouth with tape. My wife forcefully exhaled through her nose; through the X-ray, it was clearly visible that all the air in her lungs had been squeezed out. She then suddenly inserted the nasal plug into her nose and inhaled sharply, drawing countless sperm into her lungs. She choked a few times during this process, but she stubbornly continued to inhale the semen into her lungs. Through the X-ray machine screen, I could see my wife's lungs instantly filling with thick, white fluid. Everyone's eyes seemed drawn to the X-ray machine, and when they came to their senses, they realized my wife had fainted. Looking at my wife at that moment, I felt like I didn't recognize her anymore. Soon, my wife was carried backstage by the staff for treatment. Because the curtain call hadn't ended yet, no one wanted to leave, and I didn't move because I was worried about my wife's condition. After some time, my wife finally slowly walked out from backstage. Her belly was still very large, and although her face was pale, she looked much better. "Although I didn't finish sucking that cup of semen, I hope the audience wasn't disappointed. I really did my best!" she said, putting on a pitiful look, which prompted the audience below to loudly comfort her, saying that she was alright. "Alright, that concludes today's performance. Now for the encore. I hope you all enjoyed it." After the host finished speaking, the wife grabbed a rope that was lowering down from the sky. One end of the rope had two very strong clamps. She spread her legs and clamped the clamps onto her labia minora, securing a safety rope around her waist. As the rope around her genitals slowly rose into the air, she was pulled upwards, her labia stretched long with a loud cry of pain. When she was halfway up, she suddenly did a headfirst split and reached into her genitals, forcefully pulling out the plugs inserted into her vagina and anus. Instantly, a large amount of semen and urine gushed out, accompanied by her violently punching her abdomen to expel the semen and urine. The performance was now over.

I sat on the sofa at home, reflecting on my wife's wanton behavior earlier, unsure whether I should stop her performance. I resolved never to let her go again. However, seeing my wife return, exhausted yet with an excited smile, I knew that stopping her was wrong.

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