My Wife Feminized Me Novels & Stories

The dominant in me was finally happy and ecstatic to own her and finally call her my wife. --------------------------- - VOTE - - COMMENT - - STAY SAFE AND SEXY -

They wouldn't reach her in time. I looked at my wife, the woman I had spent years trying to break, and I realized I had finally succeeded. I had broken her so completely that she had become someone else entirely. Someone I didn't recognize. Someone I couldn't control. My finger tightened on the trigger. "I'll see you in the dirt first, Seraphina."

The veins in his neck showed how annoyed he was. “What are you talking about?” Sshe asked a little more sure of herself. “Never forget, Crystal. Never forget these words because you may regret it: Just because you were the first and the one who insisted the most to give me a son, the son I need, by taking the artificial insemination papers to my grandfather, doesn't mean that you think you are a wife. You are nothing, Crystal, you are nothing more than an instrument that will help me to have what I want. This is a marriage contract, nothing more, nothing less, okay? Never forget my words because otherwise, it can hurt you more than anyone else.”

I say, trying to comprehend how much pain he would have been in and how much have put him through unknownly. “I promise I won't step out of the house without Cedric or any security detail Again”I say as I hug him tightly. At first when the artificial insemination went all bunkers I thought maybe after marriage there may still be a way around this. Maybe an early divorce? Or annulment? If that's even possible. “But now, standing right here in this moment all that fades away. I've now decided now that I want to be Ms. Giovanni not just in name but his wife in every way and I mean every word.

I could imagine his expression perfectly. “Fine. You want the truth?” I asked, lowering my voice. “Yes,” he said softly. “Well… before I ever met you, I was looking for a wife,” I admitted. “Not a husband. A wife. That was the plan. But then you came along and everything turned upside down. The moment I saw your picture, I couldn’t stop thinking about you. When you barged into my office instead of your sister, something inside me just… shifted. I call you Wife because you’re the one I’ve been waiting for all this time. It’s not about making you sound feminine. It’s about the role you’ve taken in my life. But if it makes you uncomfortable, I’ll stop.”

’ " I know that I am your husband in name only. I am not worth more than the dust. " He spoke with a venom-filled voice although his tone was gentle like a calm sea, I can sense the threat in it. " Husband??" My mind comes to stop when this word registered in my mind and I shouted. ' When the hell I married him and why in the world he will be my servant if he is my husband?' My eyes become wide as saucers and I stared at him with my mouth open. " Husband??....Hus..band.? Husband." I repeated the word again and again like a broken recorder, unable to accept it.

Laura beat him to the punch and it frustrated him how quick she was at these things. "No take back," she reminded him. "I was tired of being your fiancée so I decided to upgrade my status to wife. It took me a painfully long time to actually ask my father for some help to get everything done legally so don't complain! At least now you don't have to go through that blockhead to make me Mrs Boey. I did all the muscle work. Aren't you glad?"

"Leave the poor girl Esposa. Our village is so boring. Let a girl fantasize." "Let her fantasize about getting married. Fidel came to see her today. Poor guy. He brought flowers, vanilla. She just treated him like garbage before pushing him out." "I don't think she's ready yet then." Ema"s father still supported making his wife more agitated. "Support her all day till she marries that man in her dreams."

"I told you that you're my only wife. I'm going to transfer all my premarital assets to you. Let's pretend that the wedding ceremony tomorrow is between you and me. The money is my wedding gift to you in my dreams." I took a deep breath and clenched my fists. I forced myself to keep the corners of my lips curled up into a smile as if I could pretend that I was truly happy that way. … No one expected me to be gone by the time the makeup artist knocked on the door the next day. I looked at the photo of me, Felix, and Vera on my phone and whispered, "Congratulations on your marriage." I then deleted everything that was related to those memories. The happy and naive Natasha Winters no longer exi

As my wife, she said she was proud of me. I saw comments appear in the live chat. [Wow! She went from using her student to using her husband.] [She has nothing to do with this research. She’s just trying to take credit for it.] I listened to her empty praise and watched as she tried desperately to make the public believe that we were still a loving couple. I could not take it anymore. I rushed forward and pushed her away. I took off the ring I had wanted to throw away for a long time. Then, I threw it straight at her face.