Jon, he really couldn't call himself that anymore, he was a woman now. She welcomed the change and looked up into the face of her husband. She'd accept whatever name he called her.
Her new husband laid her down on the bed and began to slowly remove her dress.
She could barely contain herself. The thought of finally being able to make love as a woman was causing her to nearly orgasm.
The dress came off.
Karyn, her former best friend and woman, now her husband, gazed upon his wife's new form.
She lay there. Just letting her new husbands' eyes rove over her body.
She knew she was beautiful. She had seen her reflection in the mirror before the wedding. Even in her gown she could not belive that she used to be the boyish, unloved, lonely boy that used to be Jon. Now, she was a woman, a wife, and thanks to her wish, a mother. As her husbands eyes roamed over her body she adjusted to what she was wearing.
After the gown had been removed she found herself in a white lace demi cup bra. The matching thong panties were almost an afterthought. Her garter belt was holding up a pair of white nylon stockings.
She found this all meaningless as her husband Karyn, now Karl, slowly removed her panties while kissing his way up her leg.
She couldn't wait. The need was too great. She pulled Karl's head up to her and kissed his lips passionatly. While she was kissing him she fumbled with his belt buckle, trying to get him naked.
Finally she managed it, his belt was free and so were his pants.
She grabbed the waistband of his pants with her feet and pushed them down, dragging his boxers with them.
Karl placed his hand between her legs and guided his thobbing cock into her new waiting pussy.
With the first thrust of her new husbands cock she couldn't wait to be called her new name. Jon was just a bad memory now, a stepping stone to the woman he had become.
She found herself screaming to him. "Fuck me Karl! Just like that! Pound my pussy!"
