"It's okay, Maya, it's okay. I'm not mad. These things happen. We can wash the sheets, it's fine."Maya pulled away, tears receding. "A-Aaron, there's ...omething I should tell you." What?”"I... I wet the bed on purpose. I did it so you would... spank me."Aaron groaned in seeming disappointment. “Goddamnit Maya, you don't need to do that shit. You know if you wanted it you could've just asked." I know, it was a bad idea, I just... thought you would. I'm sorry."Aaron walked over and sat down on the. Cum. OH YES!"Several days later, when Marlon again had the flavor of his wife on hislips and tongue, Robert came to see him. "My oh my," said the Black man."The Great White Treasure Hunter isn't so great anymore, is he? Youhonestly thought you could come here and steal what is ours? Tsk, tsk,tsk." Please," the transforming man squeaked. "This is all so bizarre. Mywife's breasts have ballooned up to the size of basketballs. And look atme. My penis is down to almost nothing under this. “Oh my god, it is so hard, and it’s been very long since I got a dick like yours to play and satisfy.” Ray was helping me by holding my hair so that it wouldn’t fall on my face.I removed my tank top. Ray wanted to touch and feel my chest and nipples. But I pushed him back and said, “Stay right there.” I went into my bedroom and came back by putting on the silicon boobs set with a black bra. (trust me, guys, those are the BBW kind of boobs.)I saw Ray’s face bright and his eyes open wide by. Being very open with each other about what we wanted sexually (I’ll write another time about the few times I talked her into anal), Claire brought up the idea of getting some handcuffs. I asked her why and she just smiled innocently, batting her eyes and denying any knowledge of her intent. So we went out and to the local adult store and Claire picked out some black fuzzy metal handcuffs- heavy, but cushioned and with a safety release of course. So for a few weeks, whenever we were in bed.