It’s been a long day at that boring 9-5 job of yours. Sure, it brings home plenty of bacon, and keeps your wife happy and living in a lifestyle you’ve both become accustomed, but you can’t help but feel like something is off when you pull into the driveway of your classic suburban home, on that boring street of other suburban homes, just as affluent as your own. You notice a van with your internet company’s logo but don’t think too much of it. You park your car, grab your briefcase and suit jacket and make your tired way to your door, unlocking it and stand perplexed in the foyer of your home, where you see me, your loving wife, stark naked chatting and entertaining what looks to be the internet guy.
“Oh, hi honey! Did you have a good time at work today? I can’t tell you how long I’ve waited for you to get home and meet Tyrone/Trent, he’s from AT&T, he helped fix that internet issue we’ve been having with the router. Such a lifesaver…”
“Now, I know you’re probably wondering why I’m standing here, greeting you in front of a complete stranger, and naked in all my big breasted glory. Well dear, to be frank: you need to be taught a lesson. Yes, you need to be taught a lesson, and Trent is here to help me teach it to you.”
I saunter up to you, gently swaying my wide hips, chocolate brown breasts jiggling with each step I make. Taking you by surprise, I grab you by your pathetic excuse for a crotch, quickly unbuckling, unbuttoning, and unzipping your trousers, letting them fall and leaving you in your juvenile, and curiously pastel pink, tighty whities. After looking at your underwear and derisively snorting, I quickly pull them down as well, revealing the stub you’ve dared to tell me was a penis. Trent, having seen his chance to help, pulls you further into the living room and helps me pin you to the couch.
“You see, you need to understand something. You no longer have a cock, you never did. It’s time you face the truth of what you’ve got between your legs, and I’m going to help you realize it. I promise you, we’ll both feel better once it’s revealed what you truly are, what you really possess between your legs.”
Standing in front of you with Trent by my side, I smile at you before I turn to Trent and give him a passionate kiss, clearly something I’ve been waiting to do since the moment you came through the door. I quickly undo Trent’s obviously tented uniform pants, reach inside and pull out my big, hard, throbbing pink prize.
“Mmmm, do you see, honey? Do you see the truth?” I begin to stroke the wonderful nine-inch cock in my hand. “THIS is a cock. This is a perfect example of a beautiful, hard, girthy monster of a trouser snake. What you have is little bigger than my own clit!”
You start to shake your head in denial. You have a penis. Even as what I’m saying starts to ring true in your mind, your first instinct is to deny the accusation. What about this betrayal? Your supposedly loving wife has another man’s Big White Cock in feminine brown hands and looks to be about to suck it down her throat for all that she’s worth! But you can’t do anything, because despite not being bound to the couch, you’re hypnotized…Mesmerized by the sight of the cock in her hands. She’s right; it is beautiful…
“See? You know a real cock when you see it. But you lied to me about what you had. The only thing you’re good for is the money you bring. I can’t have sex with you, I can’t cum with you. I can’t even figure out when you’re inside of me, you’re so tiny! It feels more like we’re scissoring, rubbing our little clittys against each other. This feels good, but that’s not what I want from my husband; that’s what I want from my new girlfriend when I find her. Instead, you’re going to see what I’ve wanted for a long, long time.”