We had gotten our nipples pierced less than a week ago, and here I was wearing one of her satin camisoles to bed and loving it.
Our sex hadn't been this hot for months, and I saw no reason to do anything that might jeopardize it.
The morning I woke up with D-cups and had to call in sick to work, I formed a plan...
"Jenny? I have an idea." I was laying next to her in bed, facing her. We were both on our sides and she was stroking my breasts with the tip of her finger, occasionally flicking my nipple piercing and making my soldier twitch.
"Hmmm?" She didn't seem to be really paying attention after that last orgasm she had. I was reasonably sure she hadn't faked an orgasm with me at least since she had started transforming me.
"I want to role-play. I know the swelling in my chest will probably go away when I start paying more attention to this strange allergy I seem to have developed, but since I have them, I want you to take charge as the man of our relationship for the night. Treat me like a woman, do whatever you want, go nuts. Just, I dunno, make me feel like these are really breasts..."
"Are you serious?" She was paying complete attention to me at that point. "You know they're not"
"Breasts?" I said, cutting her off. "I know that, but I think it would be hot if you wore my clothes and I wear something of yours that I won't ruin." I put on my best act now and gave an extremely worried face. "Uh, I mean, if you want to. I'm not gay or anything, I just, uh"
She put her finger to my lips to hush me, and she could barely contain her smile. No question about it, my wife likes women.
Jenny started to speak a couple times, but stopped herself each time. She finally decided on what to say and it was more or less what I was expecting. "Jody, honey, I think that would be fun! I know you're not gay, so don't worry. Hell, if you are gay, then I am definitely not a woman!" She followed up that last statement with a catlike purr and then continued, "So if you want, I'll make you up and do your hair and then put on one of your outfits. Then I'll cook dinner from somewhere that delivers and we can have a nice, romantic dinner together."
"That sounds lovely," I said in my best feminine impression, which was very good and surprisingly easy. She gasped, and I knew I had found a key to wrapping her around my finger. I made a mental note to try and only speak like that tonight.
"Well then, after dinner," and here she grabbed my hair and pulled my head back the way I've done to her many times, "we'll have some more fun!" She pressed her lips to mine and kissed me deeply, and for a moment I felt dominated, a completely alien feeling, but one that I certainly want to explore further.
