I'm holding my wife as you rape her from behind. The only sound on the quiet stretch of road is her muffled sobs and your balls slapping her wet pussy...You are still rock hard and throbbing after several minutes of brutal pounding. The alcohol has made your cock numb enough to go long and hard. My wife is too drunk and exhausted to fight anymore. I am not even holding her arms at this point. Her hands brace against my chest as you fuck her hot little pussy. She whimpers and sobs with each deep. After that at lunch time, I asked her about marriage again and she said her answer was still the same. So I asked her opinion about me and she was, both, surprised and glad!!! Glad because she also had fallen for me and surprised because she had only thought of kissing me and smooching me… not marrying me!!!She agreed to what I was saying and wanted to marry me too, but only under one condition, that we should leave the city and settle somewhere else and that I should marry her the next day. Both looked normal and weren't cracked.The way I held my fingers seemed wrong and I suddenly knew what washappening. My smooth hairless skin, the anklets, and now how I hold myhands all finally told me that they were trying to do.I yelled at the ceiling."ARE YOU TRYING TO CHANGE ME INTO A GIRL?"The screen answered my question. "Yes." WHY? I like being a male." You will either participate in your transformation or we will takesteps and force the transformation including all your mannerisms. . Feeling better? she nodded still groggy. I went to the kitchen to get her coffe and water, when I came back she was on the floor of the bathroom trying to take off her little dress over her head, I vomited on my new dress, I still need to vomit, I feel sick she whimpered, I put down the coffee and water on the marble by the sick. She got her dress off and again took the kneeling position in front of the toilet bowl, under the dress she was wearing a lacy red bra, and nothing else! Her naked.