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This caption started off when I realised that I had never really written a milf caption, to which CatEnBoots said "GET YOUR ASS WRITING RIGHT NOW OGGIE I WANT ONE". I started looking for an image shortly after that, and this story is the result. It ended up not really focusing on the "milf" part that much in my opinion, so I'll have to revisit that sometime, but it was still quite fun to write.
Caption number 68.
I stared in disbelief at the reflection in the puddle at my knees. After several seconds of staring, waiting, and hoping that it would somehow change back, my breathing gradually began to grow shaky as panic started to set in. Up until only a few minutes ago, I had been a man. I was a part of the town guard militia, and had great pride in my ability to beat just about anyone in the local pub at arm wrestling. Looking at my flimsy arms, it was clear that my strength was gone though. I could not even recognise my reflection, and I did not understand how this could have happened. I felt fine when I entered the bar earlier, but if someone put something in my drink, or if some mage had cast a spell on me, I or someone else would surely have noticed something. Yet I didn't notice anything out of the ordinary, until I saw the reflection of my naked transformed form in the puddle's reflection, at which point I instantly became aware of all that was wrong with my body.
The long and silky hair, tickling my shoulders and weighing down on the back of my head. My soft and slightly thick lips. The heightened pitch of the sound of my breath. My weak arms and my vastly decreased height. The large pair of perky breasts upon my chest, which swayed around with every movement in a way that felt completely alien to me. My hips that were strangely wide, forcing me to walk in an uncomfortably feminine way. And of course the empty slit sitting in between my legs, taking the place of my manhood. I had lost my face, my strength, and even my sex.
Afraid of what else I could lose, I scrambled to my feet to run home, though I wasn't sure what I would even do when I got there. Before I could though, I felt a gentle hand being placed on my shoulder as someone spoke up behind me. "Are you alright? You have the look of someone who has just lost everything on your face." I remained quiet for a moment, before answering. "I... M-my body..." "Come with me. You can stay at my place if you need somewhere to go." He then put his cloak around my shoulders, and took my hand before leading me to his home.
It turned out that the man who took me in, Rene Brandle was a rather successful merchant. While asking for nothing in exchange, he provided me with food, drinks and shelter. Though he was a little surprised at first when I introduced myself as "Isaac", he was immediately understanding of my situation once I explained it to him. He even promised me that he would see if he could find a mage that could restore my body back to how it was before, but even after several weeks, he had not found any leads towards that goal.
One day, Rene looked quite down when he returned home after some negotiations. Being somewhat worried about him, I asked him what was going on. "Is something wrong, Rene? You look as if you have something on your mind." "Ah, Isaac. Sorry if I worried you." He smiled slightly as he continued. "Don't worry too much about it. Business isn't going well due to a bad harvest. The prices for many foods have gone through the roof, and I wasn't able to acquire as much of the goods that I was planning to export. It is not looking good for the economy in general." He goes quiet for a moment, before quickly adding one more thing. "I'm glad to have you here though, even if it is only talking, I enjoy your company."
"I see, that sounds quite troublesome..." The more I thought about Rene's words, the more they worried me. If even he was troubled by this situation, then how could I possibly get by in my current situation without his help? I was glad that Rene enjoyed my company, but being reminded of the fact that that was all I could give made me feel a strong sense of guilt. "But you've bounced back from worse in the past though, right?" In response, Rene made a worrying expression. It seemed as if he was about to say something to me, but as we made eye contact, he seemed to decide not to say it. He didn't need to though, as it was enough to make the idea that I might be weighing him down more than I had thought dawn on me.
I had to do something to repay Rene's generosity, or at least to retain his favour. But I wasn't smart enough to understand anything about his work, so I wouldn't be able to help him with that. I could help with simple things like cooking and housework, but if he hired someone to do those things better than I could, I would easily be replaced. Eventually, I concluded that though my body was weak, it was all I could rely on. It was clear that Rene was attracted to my womanly form, and though I did not want to manipulate him, I convinced myself that it would be okay if it made him happy.
So I started wearing woman's clothes, showing more of my body off to him as I began to do more work around the house. Though it made me uncomfortable, Rene seemed to look at me more and act more warmly to me as I dressed more provocatively. It wasn't enough though. If I got kicked out, the only place I could even imagine going was the brothel, and so I took what had become a plan to seduce Rene before I even knew it to the next level.
"Hey Rene, I don't know how best to say this, but... ever since my body changed into this, I haven't been 'active'. It's embarrassing, but I'm -really- pent-up, so... could you show me how it is done~?" My heart was pounding in my chest as I essentially offered my body up to him, in a way where he wouldn't feel guilty that he might be pressuring me. "Are you okay with that though, Isaac? Sorry, but I thought that you were... well, a man." His response took me off guard though. Of course, he still thought of me as a straight man, or at least someone seeking to return to being one.
After hesitating for a moment, I steeled my resolve, and shook my head. "No, I've... gotten used to it in some regard. I'm not sure if I even want to go back any more." "In that case... I'll gladly do it." He turned around, walking towards his bedroom, and I followed. We both began to undress, and once I was fully naked, I got onto the bed, laying back and blushing brightly, as I presented myself to him. He then climbed onto me, cupping one of my breasts with one hand as he brought the other down to my crotch, gently beginning to massage my folds, causing me to gasp softly.
I had known that parts of my new body were incredibly sensitive before, but Rene fingering me was the first time I was forced to really become aware of it. As soon as I started to get wet though, he used his fingers to spread my pussy, and pushed his dick in. I yelped softly, as it hurt, but he kept going, thrusting it in and out slowly at first, but gradually speeding up. It didn't take long for it to start feeling good. Though I didn't really want it to, it felt pleasurable to me in a way that was completely foreign to me. I couldn't help but start moaning pathetically as he began fondling my breasts.
It was getting hard to focus as he kept fucking me, until he suddenly asked me another question. "If you're staying a girl, then what will your name be from now on?" I thought about it for a few moments, I felt like I had to answer, and only one name came to mind. "I-Isabella~" He didn't respond, instead thrusting deeply, and cumming inside. He quickly started thrusting again though, getting rougher as he continued. For the first time as a woman, I also came shortly after that, crying out in pleasure as sparks shot through my whole body.
Rene kept fucking me for hours on end, making me orgasm many times, and shooting his seed into me several more times as well. He eventually did stop though, pulling out of me and leaving me laying dazed as a mixture of his cum and my own juices seeped out of my pussy. He then leaned down, and softly whispered something into my ear while grinning slightly. "You turned out perfectly, Isabella Brandle~" I softly murmured in response, but I was still too caught up in the afterglow for his words to really register in my mind.
From that day on, we had sex many, many times. Though it started off as me trying to repay my saviour, and to make sure that he wouldn't abandon me, my motives gradually changed. I began to enjoy it, I got used to being called Isabella, and being addressed as a girl. Even my lie about wanting to remain a woman became truth before I had realised it.
"Ah~ Welcome home, honey~" As my husband returned home, I gleefully greeted him. "Isabella~" He stared at my tits for several seconds, smiling slightly, before continuing to speak. "I'm in the mood. Let's get you out of that gown." With an excited nod, I began to take the nightgown off, while following Rene to whatever part of the house he would choose to make into the stage of our lovemaking today. I loved every day of my life with Rene Brandle, and I never realised that it had all been according to his plans from the start.
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