The Dress

Every day seemed to get worse for Jack. He could never please that bitch he called his wife, Alice. He didn't have enough class, she never wanted to have sex, he didn't make enough money and the list of complaints went on from there.

Alice was pretty enough but she always wore the most conservative clothes. Like businesses suites with skirts that went down to her knees. She wore her hair short in a severe style that did nothing to show off what was actually a pretty face. Though it's beauty was hard to make out from behind the scowl that seemed to be stuck there. The worst part was she was flat as a board and had no hips to speak of.

The best Jack could do for pleasure was to surf the Internet or get out of the house because life with Alice was a complete nightmare. One night Jack was feeling rather sorry for himself and decided to go out and knock back a few. His misery about being married to such an uptight bitch lead him to go to a local strip joint and get pretty wrecked. When he stepped outside he found Alice standing there with her arms crossed tapping her foot. He knew he was fucked.

On the ride home he got a barrage of bitching. "Look at you, you good for nothing. You make me sick. I can't believe I put up with you and your pathetic, low-class ways. I can't believe you actually enjoy looking at those trashy sluts. You should be ashamed of yourself." The rest
of the ride, and the night, was spent in silence.

The next morning Jack felt like dirt and was pretty guilty on top. He decided to try and make it
up to Alice by going out and getting her something nice. He spent a large part of the day window shopping but just couldn't find a thing. As jack was walking down a small side street, he noticed a shop that was poorly lit and seemed to have nothing but old dresses in it. He entered to find an old man behind the counter.

Jack looked around for a long time before he asked the old man for help. He explained about how
his wife was really mad at him and that he wanted to make it up to her by buying a dress but it had to be something conservative. They talked for quite a while and Jack let the old man know about his situation and that he was living with the most uptight woman in the country.

"I know just the dress for her," the old man said as he brought a gray dress from the back room. He put it in a box and Jack was on his way. Jack got home to find Alice watching a documentary on PBS. He apologized for his behavior and presented her with the dress. Alice was hesitant but she accepted the gift and went to their bedroom to try it on.

A little later Alice came out wearing the dress. It was drab gray and made her look like an old maid--she loved it. Jack was amazed how much she loved it. She was in the best mood Jack could remember. She went back to watching the documentary, and Jack joined her. A little later she started squirming in her seat. "I feel strange." She said. She stood up and put her hand to her head, she was feeling dizzy. Then it started. She started to change.

Her hair grew and lightened. She ran her hands through it as it formed beautiful blond curls. "What's happening to me?" she asked.

Then her breasts started to swell. She grabbed them and started squeezing. "My God, what's happening to me, what's happening?"

Her waist got smaller and her hips grew wider. Cleavage  appeared at the top of the dress. Her hair was hanging down to her ass now and her tits were at least FF-cups.

She ran over to a full-length mirror. Her breasts bouncing with every step and her hips
swaying from side to side. "I look like one of those strippers at that nightclub." She didn't just look like a stripper, but a feature dancer. "What have you done to me? I look like a trashy slut!" I can't believe this is happening to me. Is this what you want? Some trashy-looking stripper for a wife?" Alice started crying and ran to the bathroom, slamming the door behind her.

"Alice, are you OK?"

"Just leave me alone!"

Jack, in total shock walked over to the couch and sat down. After a little while Alice finally came out of the bathroom. He looked up and saw her standing there. Now she was made up. She had on red lipstick and heavy eye shadow. She sauntered over to Jack. "Alice are you OK?"

"Oh Jack, I feel so different," she picked up the remote and shut the TV off. Then she walked over to the stereo and put on some music. She danced toward Jack cupping her huge tits. "Do you like the way I look now?" Her voice was much higher and she sounded like a dizzy bimbo. "I'm sorry I've been such a bitch. I want to make it up to you." She kneeled down in front of him. "I really want to suck your cock," She unzipped his pants, "Oh my God you're so big!" She brushed her long, flowing hair out of her face and started sucking Jack's cock like never
before, moaning and bobbing up and down, taking it all the way in. She paused for a moment,
looked up at Jack and said, "I love to suck cock." Then she went back for more.

After a bit, she got up and stripped for Jack, grabbing her tits, feeling her hips, and touching herself all over. "I can't believe how big my boobies are." Then she giggled and stuck her right nipple into Jacks mouth. Jack couldn't get enough and neither could Alice. Jack finally fucked Alice on the living room floor until they both passed out.

Jack woke up next to Alice, picked her up, and carried her to the bedroom. She awoke and looked into Jacks eyes, "I love you." She sounded like a little girl not like the hard, cold bitch Jack had been married to.

The next day they spent making love everywhere in the house. Jack's wife was now a nymphomaniac who wanted nothing more than to please her man. Jack was sitting back watching TV Alice at his side. "Can I get you a beer honey?" she asked.

"Sure."

After bringing Jack his beer, Alice started cleaning the house. Jack loved just watching her do the household chores. Her tits swayed as she vacuumed the room and jiggled when she dusted the furniture. Alice would catch Jack looking at her and giggle in her new bimbo voice.

Later that night, Alice asked Jack for a favor. "Would you take me to that strip club Jack?"

"Uh, OK."

Alice giggled with glee and ran to the bedroom to get ready. A little later she came out completely made up and looking Goooood! They both got to the club and Jack felt like a million dollars with his beautiful wife on his arm.

They sat at a table near the back and watched the girls shake and gyrate around the
stage. Then a dancer came out that had tits as big as Alice's. Alice gasped, "Oh my God, she's beautiful!" She couldn't help herself from getting turned on, and tightened her grip on Jacks arm. "I've got an idea." she said, "I'll be back." Alice got up from the table and Jack sat there just counting his blessings. A little time went by and he wondered what was taking Alice so long in the bathroom. Then he found out.

Alice walked out on stage in a silver, spangled outfit that pushed her huge tits at least a foot
out from her body. The crowd went wild. She slowly stripped away all her clothes. Jack couldn't believe how turned on he was getting watching his wife strip for a room full of men. Alice seemed to really love dancing for everyone.

Alice appeared several more times before coming back out for her man. "I hope you didn't mind me doing that, I just couldn't help myself."

"No, it really turned me on--you're really good."

Alice blushed and started giggling. Then she said "Honey, I have another surprise for you. Let's go home."

As they got to the car Jack found that the feature dancer was sitting in the back. They got into the car and Alice introduced them, "Jack I'd like you to meet Tina. Tina this is my husband Jack."

"You're right, he is cute. It's really nice to meet you Jack." Tina smiled and looked Jack up and down. Fortunately, Jack didn't get a speeding ticket on the way home.

Alice turned to Jack, "Getting on stage was the only way I could think of to meet Tina. What surprised me was I didn't realize how much I'd love dancing."

When they got back to the house they fired up the Jacuzzi and made a Jack sandwich. They both pressed the huge tits into Jack's face. All he could do was to suck and fuck all night until they all wound up asleep in the bedroom.

The next morning, Jack woke up with a weird feeling to Alice and Tina giggling. He opened his eyes but couldn't see anything. Then, he started to see some light, "What are you two doing?" Then he realized why they where laughing: They had pulled Alice's gray dress over his head and then pulled it the rest of the way down.

Jack rolled out of bed, "Very funny." He said. He went to pull it off but Alice and Tina pleaded with him to leave it on. "No, I feel stupid."

"Oh pleeeease," Tina said.

"Yeah, do a strip for us." Pleaded Alice.

"No way, I--I--Something is wrong. I feel funny." Jack looked down and saw his chest starting to swell. "Oh, my God, what's happening to me?" Jack felt something on his shoulder he looked over to find his hair was now draped around his face and flowing into the cleavage of his breasts. He was getting shrinking, and his hips where flaring wider.

Alice and Tina Jumped out of bed and rushed over to him. "Oh my God look at you! You're beautiful!" Giggled Alice. They were both taller than he was.

"What's happening to me?" Jack could hear his voice was high and that he sounded like a bimbo, then everything went black.

"Jackie! Jackie!" Alice called, "What's taking you so long? we've got to get to the club."

Jack-now-Jackie came out of the bathroom totally made up and wearing a gown that showed off every curve.

"Oh my God, you are so beautiful!" Said Tina.

"Thanks, I feel beautiful. Lets go, I want to find a man with a big cock tonight and show him a good time." They all giggled and off they went.