Paula was a feminist, in theory anyway

The Spirit of Feminism

By Ghost

Paula was a feminist, in theory anyway.� In reality she had become June Cleaver.

It was Thursday night and while washing the dinner dishes Paula was fuming about this.� She had always seen herself as a powerful person.� She had planned of becoming a corporate lawyer, because corporate lawyers strike fear into the hearts of everyone.� She had started down that path, majoring in history but before she got to law school she met John.�� John was tall with beautiful brown hair and a seductive artistic flair.� Something about being in his arms made her feel perfectly at peace and want to just melt into him.�� She was head of heals in love with him then and still was.� They were quickly married, and soon after a job offer to work for Google and a positive pregnancy test lead her life down a different path.� That path had taken her here: washing dishes and no closer to her law degree then she was eight years ago.� Her fantasy of being a powerful woman was fading away to the reality that she was submissive.� John exuded confidence.� He was very successful in his career, was well loved, and was a good decision maker and leader.� Not only that he made all the money, had all the success, and was getting sexier as he entered his thirties.� Paula in contrast felt she had sacrificed her career to be a mother and wife, but no matter how hard she tried she could never be good enough.� Mothering was emotionally exhausting for her and as she entered her thirties she didn�t feel sexier, she just felt older.� Being dependent on her husband for money, emotional support, and decision making left her feeling not only unequal to, but completely dominated and subservient to her man.�

�� Paula was taking her anger out on a particularly stubborn pot when the doorbell rang.� John was upstairs with the boys playing Wii, so Paula dried her hands and went and opened the door.

�Gloria Steinem!�� Paula squeaked.� There standing at her door in all her 1960�s glory was the mother of the feminist movement.

�Technically no,� Gloria replied, as she strode into the house.� �In reality I�m the spirit of feminism physically manifested as Gloria Steinem.�

Gloria Pulled out a pack of Virgina Slims from her purse and lit up.� Then pointing to a picture of John on the wall said, �So this is what you sold out for?�

�well, um, no I didn�t exactly sell out...� Paula stammered.

�Sure you did pussycat,� Gloria explained.� �You wanted love, you wanted a family, and you gave up power to get them.�

�But can�t a woman have love and power,�

�Not the way you�re doing it,� Gloria sneered,� �A woman needs a man like a ��

�... fish needs a bicycle.�� Yes I know.�� Paula finished Gloria�s quote, �But a woman needs love, why is it so hard for a woman get that from a man and retain her power.�

Gloria sat down on the sofa took a puff from her cigarette and continued.

�Well you see, Paula, men have these things called dicks.�� Gloria paused, �Their dicks make them crave power.� Men always organize themselves into hierarchies because they are power structures.� Men can quickly see whom they have power over, and who has power over them.� Then they strive to maintain their position of power and topple those who have power over them.� You see it all the time in history, military, corporate structures.� Men are wired to be power hungry.� To them a family is just another power hierarchy to try and climb.�

�So it�s hopeless,� Paula signed and dropped into an easy chair.

�No, don�t go there, sister,� Gloria leaned in.� �I didn�t come her to depress you I came her to give you another chance.� Women see power not as a hierarchy, but as a web, it is not to be horded but to be shared.� In true friendships of women no one is more powerful than the other and all are equals.� Women are like a committee where men are like dick-tator.�

�That can be true sometimes,� Paula replied, �but it is hard to build those kind of supportive relationships where power is truly shared.�

�It is hard, but not impossible.� However Paula you haven�t even tried.� And that is where you have failed your feminist ideals.� You are playing the power game by your husband�s rules, he wants the family to be run by a dicktator, himself.� You need to help him see that it is better for him, you, and the family if it is run by a committee with you and him as equals.�

�But how do I do that,� Paula complained, �When he makes all the money and has all the success, while I slave away like a domestic servant?�

�You need to find your inner power and be assertive with him.�� Help him understand that you don�t need him.� Make sure he does his share of the housework and childcare so that you have time to support your career ambitions.� As you feel more successful and more independent he will court you more, you will be happier together, and your family will be stronger and more full of love than ever before.� Okay.

�Okay.� Paula said, a little doubtfully. �But it will be tough.�

�I know sister,� Gloria said with a wry smile.� �And I want you to succeed, so I have an extraordinary gift for you:� For the next 12 hours you will have the power to alter your reality as you see fit.��

�What, you are joking? Are you serious?�� Paula inquired.

�No really, I have the power to grant this gift occasionally, as long as it isn�t abused.� Starting now you can change your reality as you see fit.�

�Really, so If I wanted to be 10 pounds lighter�� Paula said.� Suddenly her pants felt significantly looser and dropped lower on her hips.�

�Wow� Paula breathed.

Gloria put out her cigarette and got up.� As she walked to the door she added.�

�12 hours, got it Beautiful.� I�ll be back tomorrow morning to see how things turn out.� I�m sure by then you and your husband will have worked out a equitable power arrangement.�� And with that Gloria walked out the door.

Part II

John was playing Wii with the boys when Paula walked in.

�John,� she ordered, �It�s your turn to wash the dishes and put the kids to bed.� I�m going to be on the computer researching law schools.�� And with that she walked out of the room.� John was a little taken aback by the sudden assertiveness from his wife, but decided he had better do as she asked.�

�Okay boys I guess that is enough Wii for today.� Billy you get in the tub and Tim start picking up the toys in your room, I�m going to wash some dishes.�� A half hour later the boys were in bed and the dishes were done.� John went upstairs and found Paula reading about Stanford law school on the web.�

�The kids are in bed and the dishes are done now, honey,� John said, �So what�s up.� Are you thinking of going back to school?��

Paula replied quickly, �Maybe.� Now you need to take out the trash, put a load of laundry in the wash, and fold the clothes in the dryer.� Got it?��

�Yeah, I think so,� John replied a bit confused. Paula always did the wash, but he felt like he needed to do it tonight. Paula obviously was feeling overworked and needed some extra support tonight.� John turned around and started to head back for the stairs.

�Oh and by the way John, when you are done with that, please clean up the house.� The downstairs looks like a disaster.�

�Got it.� was John�s reply as he walked down the stairs.��

After John left, Paula looked up from her computer.� It was kind of fun to boss John around and get him to do some of the housework.� But having him so supportive and obedient made him seem like a bit of a pussy.� Having a pussy of a husband didn�t seem very appealing to her.� She was attracted to power, but didn�t want to be subjected by it.� What she really needed was a way to have him supportive but not seem like such a cuckold to her.�� Especially since going to law school was going to be very tough.� Balancing family and two careers would be strain their relationship and she only had one night to figure out how to set it all up.� Paula sat there thinking about the situation, Gloria�s comments, and trying to figure out what she really wanted when an epiphany struck.�

�Of course, that is the only way.� she said with a slightly wicked grin.�

A half hour later, at nine o�clock, John had finished all of the household chores.� He was exhausted.� A ten hour day at work, entertaining the children and doing all the chores had wiped him out and it was only nine.� As he climbed the stairs to the bedroom he wondered if he really wanted to go in there.� Paula obviously was having a bad day and would want to talk it out.� It could be hours before she felt comforted enough to go to sleep.� But what else could he do, it was now or at midnight. Slowly he opened the door and was completely floored by what he saw.�

There lying on the bed with a big smile on her face was Paula, in her blue lingerie.� Paula hadn�t worn lingerie in forever.�

�Wow babe, What is all this?�

� I just wanted to thank you for all your hard work this evening.� Do you like?�

�Of course� John replied coming up to kiss her.�

�Wait,� Paula said.� �I�d find it very erotic if you would start by kissing my toes tonight.�� To her delight John moved down to her feet and started to kiss and suck her toes.� Paula did find this very erotic, and was soon purring in delight.� John, happy to see his wife enjoying this new treat, started working his lips up her legs.� Paula rolled over, and got up on her hands and knees, sticking her butt up in the air.�

�I love it when you kiss my feet, John� she said.� John grunted something in approval as his lips worked up to her thighs.�

�Do you like my booty.�� Paula continued, wiggling her hips a little bit.�

�Um-hum.� John affirmed and his lips reached her butt and he started to kiss it too.�

�Ohh..� Paula said, enjoying the sensation of his lips pressed against her butt.� �Then kiss my ass, lover!�� Paula moved over and stood up on the floor. Then wiggled her ass invitingly.� �Over here lover boy.�� John climbed off the bed got on his knees behind Paula and began frenching her butt cheeks.

Paula was having a wonderful time.� Normally John took the initiative during sex, but he never tried anything like this before.� Paula had been finding sex kind of boring lately, but this was getting really fun.� John seemed to be enjoying it too, his penis was really big and looked to be bursting out of his pants.� She chuckled to herself thinking about what was about to happen to it.� Seeing John on his knees passionately kissing her ass made Paula�s juices start to flow.� For her next move she removed her lingerie, moved back to the bed, lay on her back, and spread her legs wide.� John knew an invitation when he saw one and taking his pants off moved to penetrate her.�

�Not yet, boyfriend.�� Paula cooed.� �I want you to look closely at my vagina first.�� John got down and looked very closely at her vagina.�

�What do you see, baby?� Paula asked.�

�Something beautiful, something feminine, something �desirable.� John breathed.� He hadn�t got this aroused in what seemed forever.� Paula was really outdoing herself tonight on seducing him he thought.� Not that he could think about much more than sticking his cock in that soft pussy right before his eyes.

�Suck it!�� Paula commanded.� �Suck my pussy, boy!�

John had never before sucked his wife�s pussy.� The idea had seemed kind of gross.� But at this moment with Paula commanding him to do it, it felt like the perfect thing to do.� John started to suck and nibble on the lips and stuck his tongue deep into his wife�s juicy pussy.� She had never called him boy like that before.� That seemed odd, like the way she might call a pet dog.� But at this moment he didn�t care. He wanted her so bad he would do anything for the chance to fuck this delicious pussy.

�That�s a good boy,� Paula praised him running her hands through his hair.� �You love that pussy don�t you, you want to make it so happy huh boy. You need that pussy.� God this felt good she thought.� Paula was quickly reaching the point where all she wanted was to lie back and have her lover pound deep into her.� She would have to work hard to keep her wits about her now.�

Paula sat up and helped her husband over onto the bed.� She could see in his eyes that he only had one thought remaining in his head and that was how badly he needed her pussy.� �Okay, come take me now� Paula said.� Helping John get onto the bed then slowly sitting herself down on his engorged cock.� This felt really good Paula thought, then before it was too late she leaned down and whispered in John�s ear.� �I love your penis, I want it.�

John was again delighted by his wife�s newfound interest in sex. He enthusiastically replied �Here it is!� and began to thrust his hips powerfully against his wife�s pelvis.�

�Oh that feels sooo good.� Paula moaned. �Give it to me nowww!!!� and her body began to writhe on its own.�

�John was feeling hotter then he ever remembered feeling, but something seemed to be not quite right.� First it felt like with each thrust he penetrated his wife less and less.� Then he noticed that her breasts seemed to be smaller and to his surprise her hair was actually getting shorter before his eyes!

�Oh my God Paula, what�s happening.�� John cried.� His voice seemed higher then he remembered it.�

�Don�t worry love,� Paula replied �doesn�t it feel awesome!�� Her voice seemed deeper, but it did feel awesome and John found that he couldn�t stop thrusting, his body had gone over the edge and he needed to finish this orgasm out.�� But still with each thrust he felt like he penetrated his wife less and less until it seemed that with each thrust she was actually penetrating him.��

�ohh�� John moaned.� The sensation was intense.� He slowly stopped thrusting, but now Paula was thrusting against him.� He felt an overwhelming desire to just lie there and let her thrust.� It felt nearly impossible to move now so he lied there watching his wife change before his eyes.� Her breasts got smaller and smaller and hair actually sprout from her chest. The hair on her head got short and dark and her jaw line became more rugged.� He watched as her shoulders got broader and her arms got bigger and stronger.� He could feel her thrusts getting stronger and deeper.� Then finally when it seemed like his brain would explode he felt his wife�s cock twitch, pulse, and erupted inside her.� The feeling rocked his body and left him feeling dazed.� When he finally came back to his senses �Paula� was laying next to him on the bed.�

Part III

�Paul, what the hell just happened?� John asked.� Shocked that he had just called his wife Paul.

�Isn�t it amazing, Janette!� Paul replied.� �I wanted to be the man in the relationship and it happened.� Then she touched her cock.� �So this it want it feels like to have one of these.� It�s great.� I can�t believe you don�t strut around all the time.��

She stood up and admired herself in the mirror.�

�Damn, Janette I look good.��

Janette looked at her spouse and couldn�t help but agree, he did look good: so handsome and sexy.� I love him so much she thought.�� Oh God, Paul,� she said getting up and looking at the mirror, �Now I feel all sappy about you.� Just like you use to feel about me after sex.�� Janette leaned into Paul and looked at herself in the mirror.� She looked to be about 5�6� thin brunette, B cup breasts narrow waist and slightly chubby hips and thighs, a pretty smile, but a pretty typical white, thirty year old housewife.�

�How the hell did this happen?� Janette asked again.

Paul was busy admiring himself in the mirror, and fondling his cock.�

�Wow that feels good.� he said,� �Its amazing you guys don�t go wandering around playing with yourselves all the time.�� Paul, having not gone through puberty had little understanding about how to control the powerful urges that came from having a penis.�

�Paul,� Janette grabbed Paul�s hands away from his cock and tried again.� �What just happened.��

Paul calmed down a little bit and explained Gloria Steinem�s visit and how he could change reality until tomorrow morning.

�Which reminds me,� He said with a grin. �I want to be a high power corporate lawyer.�

Janette�s head swam.� She thought she remembered working as a computer programmer, but it seemed foggy. Was that a dream?� She remembered going to college and getting a degree. She recalled working the school�s IT department while Paul went to law school but she hadn�t worked in for at least five years now.� That must have been a dream.� How could she work at Google. She had kids to take care of and besides all her technical skills were out of date now.� She thought about it for a minute and then realized what had just happened.�

�You made me your housewife!� she exclaimed.� �You took away my job and gave yourself one.� You made you into me and me into you!�

�That�s right Janette.� Paul said with delight.� �It�s my turn now!� I remember going to law school, I�m partner at the law firm.� I make $250K a year!� This is awesome.�� He said then flexed his biceps.� �And check this out!��

��

Janette notice that he had really nice muscles.�

�I think I�m going to be sick,� she said and went into the bathroom locking the door behind her.� She could hear her husband out in the bedroom congratulating himself like some conceited jerk.� She knew it was just the shock of testosterone that Paul hadn�t yet learned to control.� But to hear him congratulating himself on how awesome he was made her feel even worse.� She felt her eyes welling up.� She had worked so hard at her career and now it was snatched from her.� She was married to a man that was becoming a dick.� She started to cry. Tear flowed down her checks for a minute until she realized what was happening.�

�Oh my god,� Janette said standing up.� �I�m emotional now.� She walked over to the mirror and wiped away the tears.� She looked in the mirror and said to herself.�

�Okay Janette,� she said to her reflection �get a grip.� I may be a woman now, but I can deal with it and control these emotions. � she held back the tears, took a deep breath and then continued.� �Paul is not the only one who can change things around here.� He may be a dick, but I am not going to roll over and let him walk all over me.� He may not know how to control his dick, but I sure do.� I am still a strong powerful person and I will not cry!��

After this bit of affirmation Janette felt a bit better and walked back into the room.�

�Paul,� she said sweetly,� �I want to try something with you that I bet you will like.�� Janette had a plan, she sat on the bed and tried to coax Paul over.� Paul, who had been stroking his cock while watching it grow looked back at her.�

�When I stroke it, it gets big,� he said.� �That feels awesome.�

�Try this then.� Janette said and pulled her husband over so that he was straddling her with his cock resting between her breasts.� She pressed her breasts together, squeezing his cock between them.�

�Now thrust back and forth.� she said.� Paul began to do that and was delighted at the sensation.�

�Doesn�t that feel good� Janette said.� Paul agreed.� �Don�t you think it would feel better if instead of cute breasts I had big boobs?�� Paul thought about this for a microsecond and Janette could feel her breasts getting bigger.� Paul obviously liked it. Thrusting a little bit more.

This was working beautifully, Janette thought.� �That feels great doesn�t it Paulie..� she cooed.� �But wouldn�t it feel even better if I had fat titties instead of big boobs?� Don�t you think a pair of tits to fuck would feel even better?�� Paul seemed delighted by the idea and Janette again felt her chest swelling.� She had memories now of how hard it was to special order the F cup bras that she needed.� She remembered all the unwanted attention she got in high school and college because of her breasts.� It was a bit disturbing, but she knew if she wanted any power in her relationship with this dick of a man she needed to have what he wanted most of all.�

�Oh, baby,� she moaned.� �That feels awesome.� I love the feeling of you dick between my titties.� Don�t you love it too?�

�This feels really good, � Paul said, kind of dreamily.� He reached down and started playing with Janette�s nipples.

That felt really good, Janette thought.� She decided to push it one step further.�

�Don�t you think it would feel even better if I had a pair of bimbo titties? You know tits so big everyone assumes I�m some kind of bimbo? Wouldn�t that be fun to be able to show off to all your fiends what kind of tits you get to play with?�

Paul didn�t need any more encouragement.� Janette felt her breast swelling even larger.� And damn her nipple were so big and sensitive she thought.� He will never find anyone bigger.� Memories of guys leering at her since she hit puberty flooded her mind. She remembered how her dates tried to get her drunk and topless through out college.� She remembered how expensive special ordered K cup bras were.� These were the perfect breasts she thought.

Now for the next step.� Janette thought as she stopped him, and pushed Paul back.�

�There is something else I want to try.�

She had him sit on the edge of the bed, legs wide and then she started licking his cock.� She then kissed it and sucked a little of it into her mouth.�

�Now how does that feel,�� Janette said after pulling back.

�Like heaven,� Paul replied then grabbing her head he pushed her mouth back to his cock.� She sucked it for about a minute while he ran his hands through her hair then she spat it out.

�Don�t you think it would be more fun to play with long blond hair, than short brown hair?� Janette asked innocently before she resumed sucking.� It wasn�t long before she felt her hair cascading down her back and trickling over her shoulders onto her tits.� He was so predictable. She thought.� She than spat out his cock again.

�How would you like it if I could look up loving at you with big blue eyes while I gave you blow jobs?�� She couldn�t tell but just assumed that her eyes had turned blue.� She did her best to look up lovingly at him.� Again she spat out his dick to his increasing dislike.

�Don�t you think it would feel better if instead of these small lips I had full pouty lips to wrap around your dick?�� She then continued to suck on his dick, this time sucking it deep into her mouth.� She could feel her lips thickening around his cock, feeling more sensitive. �One more time she thought.

�that must feel awesome,� she said after struggling a bit to get off of his cock.� �But don�t you think it would feel better if I had fat cocksucker lips? You know the kind of lips that everyone knows are meant for sucking cocks?�� She then proceeded to latch back on and sucked his cock way down her throat.� She had managed to suck the whole thing into her mouth and started to work it in and out.� As she did she could feel her lips getting huge. And so damn sensitive she loved to suck on things.� She now had memories of friends gossiping about her and her �fucking lips� and guys flat out asking her for blow jobs.�� These were tough memories to hold, but worth it she felt to be able to control this dick man.

She spat out his dick one last time and suddenly felt large dangly earrings hanging from her ears.

�I love the earrings,� she said.� �Lets try something else with that new dick of yours.�

She leaned over the bed and thrust her hips high in the air.�

�Come pound into my pussy,� she said invitingly.� Paul obliged and began thrusting in and out.� As he did her butt jiggled a bit.

��Do you like my sexy butt,� she asked. �And my narrow waist?�

Paul had already figured out what he wanted and Janette felt her waist narrow sharply and her butt swell.

�You call that a fun size,�� Janette teased Paul.� �Come on give me a real fat booty!� It felt like Janette�s ass suddenly ballooned behind her.� With each thrust it bounced like beach balls. Janette was filled with memories of men slapping her ass.� Of sales clerks sneering as she tried to find clothes that fit her 23� waist and 48� hips.� She didn�t have wide hips just a fat ass, that comically stuck out behind her like a gigantic bumper.� It felt like a bumper now as Paul pounded vigorously into her.�

�Make sure my legs aren�t fat, but shapely and toned,� Janette added.� �and make my feet comfortable with extra high heels.� I want to be able to show the world what a fine ass my man gets to enjoy.�� She felt her legs tighten and herself rise up on her toes.� She was wearing 4� heals she realized.� The closest to flats she could muster.� 6� heals were much more comfortable, she thought.� With these high heels and tight legs my ass will look awesome.��

I�m getting so fucking hot, She thought.� He�ll be putty in my hand when I�m done.� She rolled over on her back.� Spread her legs wide and invited Paul to thrust in from the front.�

While Paul thrust Janette asked �don�t you think it would be sexy if I had no body hair.� Wouldn�t that be sexy if I had a hairless pussy to enjoy?�� At this point Paul probably would have done anything Janette asked.� She could see in his eyes how he was totally hers.� He needed her and needed to be inside her.� As the hair fell out Janette had one last thing to ask.�

�This must feel awesome for you.� Looking at your beautiful wife.� Feeling your cock deep in her pussy you must feel like a king.�� Paul grunted an affirmative.� �Do you think it would be sexier if I was your sweet young thing?� Wouldn�t it be great if instead of nearly thirty I was turning twenty two? And that I would age slowly so I always looked young and fresh for you?�

Paul frowned for a second then smiled and thrust even harder.� Janette�s brain began to swirl again.� She remembered meeting Paul when she was sixteen.� God she was young.� She�d met him at the Kitty Club.� What was she doing there.� Oh yeah she�d lied about her age and was a stripper.� Showing off her body was fun.� Paul was every bit as sexy then as he was now and she had gotten pregnant.�� Billy was born before she had turned seventeen.� Even so somehow Paul had been willing to help her get her GED and graduate from college last year. Paul was talking about her getting a job doing IT support at the law firm.� Paul was going to hire a nanny to look after the kids while she was at work.

This was perfect, Janette thought.� Right where I want to be.� Now to put this dick in his place.�

�ohh�� she said.� Pulling back and pushing Paul away.�

�What�s wrong,� Paul said.� Slowly coming back to his senses.�

�I�m just not used to having a pussy, and you are so big it�s painful.� I�ve got to stop.� Janette got up and walked towards the bathroom. �You are so sexy though.� I really liked that.� She added and shut the door behind her.

She sat on the can and started to pee.� It was a bit shocking to realize that she barely fit on it.�

�Wow my ass is so big I barely can use the can.��

She then stood up and surveyed herself in the mirror.�� She looked like a walking wet dream.� With these big tits and sexy ass, I�ll be able to get men to do anything for me.�� She thought to herself.� This is going to be awesome.� Paul is probably out there right now jacking off.� But he will find that it�s just not as fulfilling as my pussy.� He�ll be my sugar daddy making sure his princess gets anything she wants so his dick can get what he wants.� I�ll give him another minute, and chuckled to herself.�

The though of him jacking off aroused her a little.� He did have such a nice cock.�� It�s a shame that I can�t finish him off, she thought, but I need him to learn his place right now.� But it is such a pity to let all that cum go to waste, I�d really like to have it inside me.�

�What am I thinking,�� Janette said to herself.� �I�ve got to show him who has the power�ful dick. No that�s not right I�ve got to show him what a powerful wo..suck I am. Gawd,� Why do I suddenly want him so bad.� Janette�s pussy was beginning to juice something fierce, almost without thinking she started to stroke it with a fingernail.� Have my nails always been so long she thought looking at her inch long acrylics.� And why am I in here and not out there.� She looked at herself in the mirror.� �I�ve got to be powerful� she said.� �I can�t give into him�� I�ve got to� I�ve got to�.� Her pussy was burning now her finger just didn�t seem like enough.� �I�ve got to be with him!� she knew she�d lost the battle but couldn�t help herself from strutted back out to the bedroom.��

Meanwhile Paul had been laying on the bed thinking that a slight increase in his wife�s libido might be a good thing.� By slight he meant tripling it.� The woman looks like a slut. He thought she might as well act like one too.

�hey, Big Boy, � Janette cooed.� �Where were we?�

�You were about to suck off my cock I think,� Paul responded thrusting his hips up a little bit.� God he looked huge Janette thought and bit her lips.� Was he always 12� long it seems like he use to be smaller?� She didn�t quite remember but knew she wanted to suck it.� She started greedily sucking on the tip and gently worked her way deeper and deeper onto his massive shaft.�

�That�s a good girl,� Paul said �Let my cock fill that little head of yours.�

Janette�s head began to swim again. She was having a hard time thinking of anything other than Paul and his glorious cock.� She wanted him so bad,� But a part of her brain realized that this wasn�t right, that he was changing her again. That�s why she suddenly wanted him so bad and was obsessing about his dick.� He was changing her again, but this time he was changing her mind!��

She mustered all her will power and pulled off his cock.�

�Paul, stop this,� she pleaded �Don�t change my mind that way.� It�s your dick don�t you see you are aroused now and want me to be your bimbo fucktoy, but after the arousal ends you won�t want that, you will want a woman who is more than that.� Can�t you see that you are thinking with your dick.� Don�t be a dick, Paul please?�

Paul looked down passionately at her, she looked in his eyes and could see it was too late.� He slowly pushed her head back over his cock.

�A bimbo fucktoy sounds perfect.�

Janettes head swam like never before.� She remembered quitting school at sixteen and working at the Kitty Club, as a �stripper,� but the sex was what she really liked.� It was a good thing Paul found her when he did and took her in.� She really couldn�t control herself, it wasn�t her fault she was just so damn horny all the time.� And boys were always offering to let her have sex with them.�� Paul had put a stop to that, being very jealous about who she had sex with.� He was good at protecting her from other guys and her own hungry pussy.� �Only me now understand� he had said on our wedding night.� She had understand and agreed, but it was a good thing he had lots of yummy cum.�� And lots of brains too.� Wow he was sooo smart.� He got a college degree even. Unlike me, I�m such an airhead, she thought.� Paul tried to get me to pass that stoopid GED exam.� But I fail it every time.� I guess the GED isn�t really stoopid it�s me that�s stoopid, but that�s okay I don�t need to pass some brainy test.� I�ve got Paul and his hot cock to take care of me.� I love his cock Janette giggled to herself,� Cock. Cock Cock Cock��

�Wow, Candi your going to town.�� Paul said as he pulled her off his dick turned her around and began to pound into her Pussy.� Janette blinked Paul had called her Candi why was that?� Wasn�t her name Janette or was it Candi Tits?� That�s right it was Candi Tits, she�d taken that name at the Kitty Club and Paul wanted her to keep it.� It was on her marriage license and credit cards.� Of course he�d call me that. How silly of me she thought.

Candi�s body began to be rocked with orgasms as Paul pounded into her.� Finally he exploded his cum deep into her pussy and they both went limp.� Finally they regained their senses, and crawled under the covers to sleep.�

�You are like, the greatest Paul,� Candi said as she drifted off.

�You too, Candi Tits,� Paul replied.� And they both drifted off to sleep.

Part IV

Paul woke up to an interesting sensation.� It took him a while to get his bearing and remember the events of the night before.� It was about 6:30 and his bimbo fucktoy of a wife was giving him a hand job in her sleep.� As he got more aroused he decided things should progress a little farther and slowly maneuvered her mouth over his dick.� As she woke up she sucked more vigorously until he finally ejaculated into her mouth.� She swallowed it whole, licked him clean, and looked up smiling a goofy smile.

�Good morning, stud.� She beamed. �I just love it when you feed me lots of yummy cum for breakfast.� Then she giggled.�

�good morning Candi� Paul responded, then added, �how did my slutty airheaded fucktoy sleep last night?�

�Great,� Candi replied and sat up and stretched. �I dreamed sexy dreams about you all night.��

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Paul almost got another hard oh just watching her boobs bounce while she stretched.�

�Let me go make us some breakfast,� she chirped and strode out the door and down the hall.

�Candi, put something on first,� Paul said climbing out of bed himself �You don�t want to scar the kids.��

�Oh yeah,� she said and walked back into the room.� She reached into the dresser and pulled out a mini skirt. She pulled it up so that it rode about halfway down her curvy hips and covered the bottom half of her fat ass.� It hung to just the right length that she was normally decent, provided she didn�t bend over.� She them pulled out a tank top that looked way to small for her chest.� But pulling it on it stretched it out and the tiny top held up her massive chest.� Her breasts appeared like they were about to break out of the painted on white tank top, but they were mostly covered.� She then slipped her feet into some high heels and minced out the door and down the hall.

Paul took a cold shower and got dressed for the office.� Candi cooked some breakfast, made lunches and got her boys ready for school.�

�Bye Mom, see you after school.� Billy said as Candi gave him a kiss on the cheek.��

�Take good care of you brother.� Candi said and kissed Tim on the cheek too. Both boys ran out the door and down to the corner to catch the school bus.�

It was about 7:45 when Paul came down the stairs. Just in time to see the boys scamper off to the bus stop.� He sat down at the table and started his breakfast.� Candi had made him a delicious breakfast of eggs, toast, and sausage.� She wasn�t too bright he reflected but she could make an excellent meal.� Candi happily stood next to him while he ate.� She was just happy to be there by him.� Paul looked at his watch and thought, humm time for one last change.�

He reached over and pulled the tank top up and over Candi�s tits.� He then started sucking on one of her nipples.� Candi cooed in delight and then to her amazement milk started trickling out of her nipples.� Paul continued to suck until the trickle turned into a steady stream.�� He greedily lapped up the milk from one breast while milk from the other flowed down her chest and puddle on the tile floor.� Candi giggled now.� She loved it when Paul drank her milk.� She remembered how Paul liked her lactating and she had been pumping to keep her milk in since she stopped nursing baby Tim.� Now she pumped three times a day and it was nearing her morning pumping time.� No wonder she was gushing all over the place.�

Having drunk his fill Paul helped her find her breast pumps, Paul helped her attach the dairy grade commercial milker to her massive nipples.� Her nipples were too big for anything designed for a normal nursing mother.� Besides she produced way more milk than most women ever did while nursing.� A modified cow milking machine was a perfect choice.� ��

Getting milked was an intensely sexual experience for Candi, she usually stood next to the table leaned over on her elbows and let her breasts hang from her chest.� The gravity helped with the flow.� The suction cups where attached to her nipples and gently massaged them as they alternatively sucked her nipples.� While getting milked Candi drank her breakfast, a giant 5000 calorie milkshake, by sucking it through a straw. It took a lot of calories to make that kind of milk and she liked to suck.��

Paul was overcome by the sight of his horny wife being milked like a cow.� He couldn�t resist the urge and slide up behind her pulled his cock out and thrust it into her pussy.� Just a few short thrusts for good luck he thought.� Candi got weak in the knees, then he pulled out and went upstairs to brush his teeth.�

By 8:00 Candi was done eating and being milked.� She�d produced about a quart of milk and put it in the fridge.� She pulled her top back down and started cleaning up the dishes when the doorbell rang.�

Candi opened the door.� Gloria Steinem saw her and her jaw dropped.�

�Paula what did you do to yourself?�

�Oh I�m not Paula,� Candi giggled, �My name is Candi Tits.�

Gloria looked at her a little confused, �Is Paula home, can I talk to her?�

�There�s no one here called Paula,� Candi said thinking hard.� �I knew a girl once named Paula, she had a cute smile but really small tits, like yours, Opps sorry sometimes I talk with out thinking you know how that is.� I can be such an airhead sometimes �� Candi continued to babbled at Gloria until she cut her off.�

�Well who is home, Cupcake?�

�Just me and Paul, but he is heading to work soon.�

�Paul!� Gloria exclaimed.� �Oh my word, may I talk to him.��

�Sure, silly why didn�t you say so in the first place.� Now come in.��

The two women walked into the house just as Paul was coming down the stairs. He saw Gloria, and smiled.

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�What in the name of all that is holy have you done to yourself.� Gloria demanded.�

Paul sat down on the couch and motioned for Candi to join him.��

�And what have you done to your spouse, you�ve turned her into � into...�� she stammered searching for words.�

�A bimbo fucktoy.� Paul offered.��

�Yes a bimbo fucktoy!� Gloria fumed �you a feminist how could you create such a person?�

�Well Gloria,� Paul started. �I wanted to have power and I figured that the only way I�d be happy was if I was the man in the relationship.� I wanted John to be happy too with his new gender, and look how happy she is now.��

Candi beamed and Paul started to play with her tits.�

�I�m happy, she�s happy, we are all happy now.�

Gloria looked crushed.� �What happened to an equitable relationship?�

�That would never have worked,� Paul explained. ��We would have spent our lives fighting over who got what time and resources.� Our lives would have been a compromise with neither one of us getting the career we wanted.� This way we can both be happy.��

Gloria looked worried.� �This can�t be happening.� she muttered.�

Just then there was another knock at the door and in strode the 1960�s version of Hugh Heffner.

�Hugh Heffner� Paul exclaimed. �What are you doing here?�

�Well technically no,� Heff replied �In reality I am the physical manifestation of the spirit of chauvinism.� And I�m here because Gloria needs to pay up.�

�You see, Gloria and I made a bet.�� Heff explained.� �She said that a feminist would create a stable equitable relationship with her spouse.� I said this was impossible.� That the only stable relationship that could exist was one in which the male dominates the female. The stakes were who was going to be the others date to the spirit ball tonight.� It looks like I�ll be having my bunny for a date tonight��

Gloria looked at Candi sitting like a fucktoy on Paul�s lap and sighed �alright, I�ll be your �bunny� for the party tonight.�

Heff chuckled with glee as he watched Gloria�s drab clothes morph into low heels, pantyhose, a tight leotard, long gloves, and a bunny tail on her butt with bunny ear hairpiece on her head.�

�Lets go.� Gloria grunted.�

�Oh no not like that Gloria,� Heff said.� Clearly enjoying his moment.� �That was what bunnies looked like back in the 60�s but times have changed.�� Gloria�s heels grew longer into high 6� stilettos.��

�The panty hose and leotard uniform has changed a bit too.� Heff added.� Gloria seemed embarrassed as the pantyhose and leotard disappeared and was replaced by a tiny micro skirt.� Her breasts were covered by a tight halter top with a bunny logo on it.� Under her skirt Heff could see a clump of hair.��

He smiled, �Of course today�s bunnies never have that kind of bush between their legs.�� Gloria felt a sudden rush of cold air as her pussy got shaved.�

�Are you done yet.� Gloria groaned clearly not enjoying this.

�Not quite,� Heff continued. �You see I� haven�t had a bunny with A cup breasts since well ever.� We�ll need to fix that.�� Gloria rolled her eyes as her breasts began to swell up.� They quickly filled out her top and stretched it tight.� Her large D cups now appeared like they might spill out of her top if given the chance.��

�There, that�s enough lets go� Gloria sneered.�

�Not quite yet Gloria,� Heff explained �you see there is no easy way to say this so I�ll just put it out there.� Bunnies aren�t so sarcastic, are usually a bit less of an ice queen, and well to put it frankly are never too bright.��

�Now wait a minute� Glora protested.� �Making me look like a bunny is one thing, but making me think like one is going too fa��..�� Gloria�s eyes went wide for a moment and she found she couldn�t quite finish her protest.� Her mouth hanging open.��

�Heffie, what did you just do to m,e� Gloria said almost dreamily.

�Nothing of consequence, how do you feel.�

�hot.� I want you� she said now a bit sultry.

�Good, that is how a bunny should feel most of the time.� Now come over her and help me out of my pants.��

Gloria did as requested and helped Heff out of his pants her eyes seemed locked on his cock.��

�What do you see Gloria bunny� Heff asked her.

�Your cock, I like it�

�Good. How does it look�

�Small and lonely.� she said, and started to touch it.�

�you can make it big and happy,� he said, but not with your hands bunny.

Gloria put her hands down and started to kiss it soon she had sucked part of it into her mouth.� It wasn�t long before she was greedily sucking it deep into her throat.

�That�s a good bunny,� Heff said.� Running his fingers through gloria�s hair.� �A bunny loves to make men�s cocks hard and happy.� That�s why the dress so sexily, that�s why the love to suck cocks or be fucked by cocks.� A bunny�s greatest achievement is an ejaculating cock, and her greatest reward is cum.� Isn�t that right Gloria?� She nodded her head in agreement.�

Paul couldn�t help but marvel at the sight of the spirit of feminism sucking off the spirit of chauvinism. It wasn�t long before she was sucking down his cum, and helping him back into his pants.��

�how do you feel now bunny.�

�Goody, but my cunny is still horny.� Gloria bunny said with a pout.

�Well bunny,� Heff expounded, �that is the benefit of micro skirts, you have easy access to it.� Just run you finger over it a few times.�� It wasn�t long before Gloria bunny was� happily playing with herself.� It didn�t seem to phase her that three other people were watching her.

Heff was delighted.� �Are you ready to go to the party Gloria?�

�Yeah�

�What do you want to do there Gloria bunny?�

�Make cocks happy,� she replied.

�How are you going to do that?�

�By sucking them and letting them fuck me.�

�Excellent.�

�But..� Gloria bunny intoned.

�What is it dear?� Heff said.� Looking at his latest bunny.

�What if the boys like, don�t want me.� You know, what if they think I�m still too cold. The boys always treated me like that before.� Gloria sniffed.

Heff thought for a minute then smiled.� �I know just the thing, lets give you silicone.� Breasts full of silicone are a way of saying to the world I�m a slut and I want the world to see it.� Paul and Candi watched as Gloria�s breasts swelled up,� Her top strained to contain them, and barely held them in.� Unlike Candi�s natural breasts Gloria�s tit�s looked like no real breast ever could.� They sat high on her chest and jutted out like erect basketballs.� They screamed fake, fake, fake.��

Heff was delighted and Gloria seemed delighted too.�� She looked more like a slutty party favor then a playboy bunny.

�They are going to love you,� he said to Gloria, �and why are they going to love you?�

�Cuz I gonna make dicks happy!� Gloria beamed.

�Perfect.� Heff said and taking her by the arm he walked her out the door.�

Epilogue

Having a day where the spirit of feminism spent it sucking off and getting fucked by every dick she could get her hands on had interesting effects on the world.� First Nancy Pelosi was caught frenching Harry Reid.� When asked about it she replied.� �Well he�s so cute you know, and he was so good to me writing all that legi�� legi� umm words.� Then he helped me decide how to vote on that bill thingy.� It�s so nice when a sexy man tellz me what to do cuz I is such an dumb air�� that was all she got out before her handlers pulled her away from the mike.

On the campaign tail in California Meg Whitman whipped off her shirt and shouted �WOOOO vote for theses!!!!� while shaking her breast back and forth.� Her staff quickly pulled her off the stage.�

Out in China Hillary Clinton was in tough negotiations with the Chinese about revaluing the Yuan.� The press caught wind of a rumor that she had given blow jobs to the entire Chinese delegation.� The Chinese were heard to say the might consider revaluing the yuan, if mister Obama came out and did the same.

While filming her latest movie Megan Fox took off her pants and wouldn�t put them back on until she�d been fucked by every guy on the set.� She kept shouting �I givez the fans what they wants!�

For one day the battle of the sexes was over. The men dominant and happy, the women were sex toys and happy. It seemed the world�s problems were finally ending.� The next day however there was hell to pay.

The end.��