Claiming his Trophy

 

Trapped in his penthouse, I step out of the shower, and he comes up behind me, forcing me to open my towel and show him what the hormones and training has done to my body.

"I think it’s cute how you try to hide the changes from me. There’s no hiding those curves, Mia!"

"Please stop this!" I beg,  "I don’t want to be a sexy woman! Turn me back into a man!"

"A man? That’s funny, like you were ever a man. Yeah, you had a cock and didn’t have those great tits, but I don’t think you could ever turn a real man into the beautiful hotwife you are now!"

"But… why, David? Why didn’t you transform a girl into your trophy wife? Why me?"

"Because this is so much more fun! Watching you struggle every day to try to hide your breasts… seeing you squirm when we’re out and they call you mam… watching your body blossom and change under the hormones turns me on! I love how the doctor tucked your cock up inside you so you look like a woman down there… how you let the girl at the salon shape your eyebrows and plump your lips because you thought she was going to make you look more masculine lol!"

He continued, "Yes, I could have had any woman, but to turn YOU into the woman of my dreams makes you a real trophy. A trophy I earned by creating you.  And by the time I’m finished with you, you’re going to be sucking my cock and begging for a real pussy so I can claim you as the trophy you are – my trophy wife!"

The problem was, with the way my body felt, I knew he was right!