Cuckolded into A Sex Change By His Wife’s ex-boyfriend Part 1 (Patreon)

     Leo sat nervously in the sterile, white examination room, his mind racing with a mix of anxiety and determination. He was doing this for Sofia, the love of his life, who had made it clear she didn't want children. They had discussed it thoroughly, and Leo, who would do anything for her, had agreed to the vasectomy. The decision was final, and now he found himself waiting for Dr. Thompson, the urologist, to perform the procedure.

     Dr Thompson entered the room, a tall, imposing black figure with a warm but professional demeanour. "Alright, Leo, let's get this done," he said, putting on his gloves. As the doctor prepared his instruments, he glanced at Leo's exposed groin. "Well, what do we have here?" he remarked with a chuckle. "This shouldn't take long. Not much to work with down here, is there?" Leo felt his cheeks flush with embarrassment, his self-consciousness about his size magnified by the doctor's derisive tone.

     As Dr. Thompson continued with the procedure, he couldn't resist a few more biting remarks. "You know, Leo, I've seen all kinds of equipment in my time, but yours is definitely on the smaller side," he said, shaking his head. "You must love your wife to be willing to go through this with such... modest assets." Leo cringed inwardly, feeling exposed and humiliated, but he forced himself to focus on his reasons for being there—Sofia, their future, and the promise of a child-free life together.

     The doctor seemed to take a perverse pleasure in his commentary as if the procedure itself wasn't enough. "You might even say this is a 'tiny' operation, especially in your case," he quipped, his hands moving deftly. "I've had to work with a lot more before. This is almost like a practice run." Leo's forced chuckle sounded hollow, his mind swirling with a mix of shame and resolve. Despite the degrading comments, he reminded himself that this was a testament to his commitment to Sofia. He would endure anything for her, even this.

     After the procedure, the doctor handed him a bottle of pills, instructing him to take one every morning and night to prevent infection and ensure the procedure's success. Leo thanked the doctor grudgingly, took the pills, and left.

     Leo tried to settle back into everyday life, but things with Sofia seemed to change. She had been distant, her usual warmth replaced with a cold detachment. Leo noticed the shift almost immediately after his vasectomy, and it left him feeling more vulnerable than ever. She avoided intimate moments, her touch brief and mechanical, her thoughts seemingly elsewhere.

She seemed to genuinely care about Leo taking his pills every morning and night though.

     "Maybe I'm just imagining things," he thought, observing her watch him take his morning pill with a glass of water.

     One evening, Sofia sat down next to Leo on the couch, her expression unreadable. "Leo, my college reunion is coming up next weekend," she said, her tone flat. "I think it would be good for us to go." Leo, taken aback by the sudden announcement, nodded, hoping this might be an opportunity to reconnect. "Of course, Sofia," he replied, trying to muster enthusiasm. "It'll be nice to meet your old friends."

     Despite his attempts to bridge the growing gap, Sofia remained aloof. She withheld sex, her excuses ranging from being too tired to not being in the mood and Leo needing time to recover from the vasectomy.

In the following weeks, Sofia spent more time on her phone. 

     She was always smiling when looking at it, her fingers dancing over the screen with a familiarity and eagerness that she no longer showed him. Whenever Leo asked who she was talking to, she would shut him down with a dismissive comment or a vague excuse, leaving him feeling more isolated and uneasy. Her laughter, which used to be a shared joy between them, now felt like a private secret she kept from him.

     They arrived at the college, the air thick with nostalgia and excitement. Sofia's eyes sparkled with a fervour Leo hadn't seen in months. They would spend the night in their old dormitories, and Sofia seemed unable to contain her eagerness to relive her wild college days. As they walked through the familiar halls, Sofia bumped into a group of her old friends. They immediately launched into animated chit-chat, their voices rising in excited squeals and laughter.

     Leo stood awkwardly to the side, feeling like an outsider in Sofia's world. His discomfort grew when he overheard one of the women excitedly say, “He is coming…” The tone in her voice was charged with anticipation, and Leo noticed a flicker of something in Sofia’s eyes—was it longing, excitement, or both? It was a look he hadn't seen directed at him in a long time. His heart sank, and a knot of humiliation tightened in his stomach. He felt small and irrelevant, wondering who this mysterious "he" was that could elicit such a reaction from his wife and her friends.

     As Sofia and her friends continued their animated conversation, Leo couldn't help but feel like a ghost, present but unseen, his mind racing with questions and insecurities. The realisation that Sofia’s enthusiasm and longing were for someone else, and not him, added a string of erotic humiliation to his already bruised ego.

     Once inside the room, Sofia's excitement was palpable. She moved around with a sense of purpose and energy Leo hadn't seen in her in a long time. She bossed him around with a commanding tone, ordering him to fetch various items while she prepared for a shower. Leo obediently handed her what she needed, feeling both aroused and humiliated by her newfound assertiveness. After she disappeared into the bathroom, he put on his clean suit and sat on a chair beside their bed, waiting nervously.

     When Sofia emerged from the shower, the transformation was stunning. She wore a tight, short red dress that he had never seen before. It hugged her curves in all the right places, her breasts practically spilling out, teasingly close to exposure. The fabric shimmered against her skin, amplifying her allure to an almost unbearable degree. Leo's mouth hit the floor, his eyes wide with shock and desire.

     Sofia barely acknowledged his reaction, her focus solely on her reflection as she meticulously applied her makeup. Her indifference made the situation even more erotic and humiliating for Leo. Here he was, dressed up and ready, yet completely invisible to her. He watched, entranced and powerless, as she transformed herself into an irresistible vision, clearly preparing for a night that had little to do with him. The room was thick with an electric tension, Leo's arousal mixed with a growing sense of inadequacy and anticipation.

     Tonight she seemed to have an extra glow about her. It was her ten-year college reunion, and she had been talking about it for months, excited to reconnect with old friends and relive the glory days of her youth.

     "Ready to go, hon?" Leo asked, trying to match her enthusiasm. He was happy for her, even though he didn't know anyone there. It was important to her, so it was important to him.

     "Almost," Sarah replied with a bright smile. "I can't wait for you to meet everyone. They were such a big part of my life back then."

     The university had spared no expense, and the venue was adorned with elegant decorations, twinkling lights, and a large banner that read "Welcome Back, Class of 2014!"

     As they walked in, Sarah immediately spotted a group of her friends and rushed over to greet them, Leo trailing behind. The next hour passed in a whirlwind of introductions and conversations, Sarah's laughter ringing out above the din. Leo felt a bit out of place but did his best to join in, grateful for Sarah's occasional squeeze of his hand, reminding him she was happy he was there.

     Then, as Sarah was chatting with a group of women near the bar, Leo's attention was drawn to a tall black man who had just entered the room. He was well-dressed, with an air of confidence that immediately set him apart.

     He looked familiar, but Leo couldn’t quite put his face to anything. He seemed to immediately draw everyone’s attention and had an air of confidence about himself.

     He locked eyes with the group of girls Sofia was in and walked right over. The girls all welcomed him with open arms and hugs before he finally hugged Sofia. Their hug seemed a bit longer and closer as he whispered something in her ear.

     She rubbed the man’s arm as she laughed and giggled which made Leo go bright red with jealousy and resentment.

"Oh, he is my... husband, Leo," Sofia remarked casually, her voice tinged with amusement.

     "What a small world," the large black man replied with a smirk, his eyes wandering over Sofia suggestively.

     "How is the little man recovering from his vasectomy?" he teased, a knowing glint in his eye that made Leo squirm uncomfortably.

"That’s where I know him... he is the doctor that performed my vasectomy," Leo thought internally.

     The man chuckled, his tone becoming more pointed. "Looks like he could use a bit of... rejuvenation," he added with a smirk which elicited an incredibly loud giggle from Sofia.

     Sofia joined in, her laughter light but tinged with a hint of mockery. "Oh Leo, you know Dr. Thompson always jokes about how small his patients' packages are," she said casually, her hand moving to lightly stroke the man's arm. "But don't worry darling, you have other... qualities," she added with a flirtatious smile.

Leo felt a rush of humiliation course through him as he realized the implications of Sofia's words. 

     Sofia continued with a mischievous glint in her eye, her voice low and teasing, "He is below average, but nobody could live up to your package, Max. I couldn’t walk for two days after we hooked up!"

     Leo's cheeks burned with embarrassment and humiliation as the words sank in. The revelation that Sofia and Max had been intimate in the past hit him like a freight train, shattering his pride and leaving him feeling small and inadequate. The air in the room thickens with an uncomfortable tension, Leo is painfully aware of how his wife and this man shared a history that he could never measure up to.

     He swallowed hard, his mind racing with a mix of arousal and shame. The intimacy of their past encounters echoed in Sofia's words, magnifying Leo's insecurities about his performance and size. It was a moment of brutal realization, a stark reminder of how he had failed to satisfy Sofia in ways that Max seemingly could.

      Leo struggled to maintain his composure, his heart pounding in his chest as he grappled with the erotic humiliation of the situation. Sofia's casual revelation had unveiled a side of her that he had never seen before, leaving him feeling exposed and emasculated in front of the man who had left a lasting impression on her.

     The night continued as Max and Sofia couldn’t stop flirting and talking in front of Leo as if he didn’t exist.

     After another long, lingering hug filled with whispered words and exchanged glances, they finally made their way back to Sofia’s old dorm room. Every step seemed to echo with an unspoken tension, the air thick with anticipation and a hint of forbidden desire.

     They didn’t speak as they got ready for bed, except for Sofia reminding him to take his pills, which Leo obediently did. Finally, Leo fell asleep, wishing this day would end so they could return to normality.

     Leo woke to a mid-day sun coming through the bedroom window. He looked over and saw Sofia lying next to him in a red cheerleader outfit that was slightly torn and smelled of something musk. He had never seen this outfit before...

He nudged her awake and said “What are you wearing? Where did this come from?"

     She replied with a coy smile, "Oh when you fell asleep, some of the girls came knocking to continue the party. We decided to relive our good old days. We all dressed up in our old cheerleader outfits, and the guys put on their football uniforms. It was just a bit of harmless fun, Leo. 

    I'm allowed to have some fun at my old college reunion, aren't I?" Her tone was playful, but Leo couldn't shake the suspicion that lingered in the air, mingled with the faint scent of excitement and secrecy.

     She then put her hand on his shoulder, guiding him down between her parted legs, a silent but unmistakable invitation.

     Leo eagerly complied, his lips trailing kisses along her thighs before he delicately began to worship her pussy. He savoured the taste, finding it slightly salty but undeniably intoxicating. His tongue traced patterns of pleasure, exploring every inch of her folds while she moaned in escalating delight.

     Leo felt his nipples harden as he pleasured his wife, a sensation he had never experienced before. The heat and intensity of servicing her pussy sent waves of unexpected arousal through his body, heightening his desire.

     Her body responded eagerly to his ministrations, arching and trembling with each wave of sensation he evoked. Leo felt a surge of pride and arousal as he brought her to not just one, but two, then three intense orgasms that wracked her with pleasure.

     Breathless and flushed with satisfaction, she eventually rose from their intimate embrace and gracefully made her way to the shower, leaving Leo to reflect on the intensity of their encounter, his desire unfulfilled but his satisfaction in pleasing her palpable and profound.

     As she emerged from the shower, Leo couldn't help but notice Sofia's slight limp, as if she had injured her hip.

     "What happened? You don’t seem able to walk properly," Max questioned, his tone tinged with curiosity and a hint of playful concern.

     "Oh, I just had a little mishap trying to perform one of my old cheerleading moves," Sofia giggled coyly, her eyes flickering with a mix of amusement and something deeper that Leo couldn't quite decipher. Her admission sent a jolt of erotic intrigue through the room, leaving Leo feeling both aroused and unnerved by the implications of her playful confession.

     Soon they were preparing to leave, but not before Max seized one last opportunity to say goodbye to Sofia.

     "I can’t believe you're only living ten minutes away. What a small world," Max murmured, his voice low and suggestive.

     Sofia smiled knowingly, her body subtly leaning into his as they embraced once more. "We'll have to catch up for coffee," she replied, her tone carrying a hint of intimacy that made Leo's pulse quicken with a mix of arousal and unease.

     Leo stood by awkwardly, feeling like an outsider in his relationship. The way Sofia and Max interacted, their easy rapport and shared history, left him feeling both aroused by the implicit suggestion and humiliated by his inability to match the connection they seemed to share. As they parted ways, Leo couldn't shake the lingering sensation of being left out, a spectator to a closeness that excluded him.

     Over the next several days and weeks, Sofia seemed glued to her phone and began working out every day. It was as if Leo didn’t exist.

     Every other day, Sofia would struggle to walk properly, and Leo couldn't shake off what she had mentioned about women sleeping with Max. 

Leo anxiously pondered, "Is she just sore from her workouts, or is she cheating on me?"

     Was it true when she said his cock was so big that women would struggle to walk afterwards? The thought tormented Leo, igniting a mix of curiosity, jealousy, and a troubling arousal that he couldn't admit to himself.

     After attending her gynaecologist appointment dressed provocatively in a tight dress and sultry makeup, which seemed unusually enticing, she casually dropped the bombshell that Max had done her exam. 

     The revelation sent a pang of humiliation through Leo, imagining Max examining his wife intimately before him. Later, he couldn't shake the image of her struggling to walk again. 

     Was it due to her gynaecologist exam or something else with Max... Driven by a mix of jealousy and arousal, Leo found himself irresistibly drawn to her once more. That night, as they lay in bed, he subtly moved under the sheets, and Sofia smiled, allowing him to continue.

     Leo began his exploration by kissing her toes, trailing kisses up her calves and thighs. With each tender touch, he heightened the anticipation, savouring the journey before reaching her most intimate parts. He then began to pleasure her orally, his tongue eagerly exploring her folds.

     As Leo tasted her, he noticed a tangy saltiness that electrified his senses, stirring conflicting emotions within him. Despite his inner turmoil, he couldn't deny the intoxicating allure of her arousal, a potent reminder of the desire she had shared with Max.

     Sofia responded with moans and cries of pleasure that Leo had never heard before, her hands gripping his hair as she surrendered to the ecstasy. In a moment of passion, she cried out Max's name as she reached orgasm, sending a shockwave through Leo that made him climax instantly in his underwear.

     The revelation left Leo stunned and deeply conflicted, his emotions tangled in a web of desire, humiliation, and jealousy.

The next day, Sofia and Max sat outside a café, savouring their coffee together.

     "He suspects us, but he hasn't directly confronted me about cheating with you, honey," Sofia whispered to Max.

     Max chuckled. "He must think it's quite the coincidence that I was the doctor who performed his vasectomy."

     "Don't worry," Max continued "the pills should be taking effect by now. Soon enough, he won't be getting any boners, his skin will get softer, and those breasts will start growing."

      Sofia burst into laughter. "I can't wait to see Leo with tits! His skin's already feeling softer, and his nipples are so much more sensitive."

      Max looked at her seriously. "Are you sure about this? After enough time on the pills, he'll have large breasts, no body hair, and even a more feminine voice."

      "Yes, I'm sure," Sofia affirmed. "His little cock has been useless, and his promises of wealth never materialized. I love Leo, but I want to be with you. I want us to have a family together."

      "I want that too, Sofia," Max said softly. "And the idea of cuckolding your husband until he's a sissy bitch... it's incredibly hot."

      Sofia nodded eagerly, feeling her panties dampen at the thought. "If we go through with this, I want to transition Leo into a woman. I want him to live with us as our maid, serving our needs while we build our life together."

     "And I want to transform him physically," Max added eagerly, “Give him new lips and tits and then replace his cock and balls with a smooth pussy for me to fuck."

      Sofia shivered with excitement. The idea of surgically altering her husband and making him a woman, whose body would be pleasured by Max, aroused her deeply.

A small orgasm rippled through Sofia as she imagined their plan advancing to the next stage.