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After that.
I ended up getting pregnant in one go.
"Ewww!!!"
"Ahhh... My baby~ Are you good~? Woohoo woohoo woohoo~ Mommy's here~?"
As a woman, I ended up getting married and living off of his money.
I, who have almost zero vitality, live my days raising a child, receiving his semen every day, but he has not complained about it one bit.
Rather, he expresses his affection every day, saying that he is so happy to have a beauty like me as his wife.
Even this child is someone else's child... but he loves even this child.
Ironically, as a woman, I find my current life very happy.
When I was giving birth, I thought the pain would turn my world upside down, and even after giving birth, I cried and cried, wondering why I had to suffer so much. But the moment the doctor brought the baby to me, I stopped crying because of an inexplicable emotion.
I don't think I ever want to go through that pain again, but the fact that I had my child made him look so cute, even if his father was that annoying high school kid.
I used to look at children's faces every day and play to find faces that resembled me as a woman. I took advantage of the fact that I could speak three languages, and after further polishing my language skills, I got a job as an interpreter. I got a confession at work and started dating my current husband.
Even after I found out he had a child, he kept asking me to marry him, and I eventually gave in to his persistence.
From the moment I became pregnant, I knew I couldn't go back to being a man, so I had no choice but to tell my parents the truth.
TS Stone, for some reason, was the only one whose gender didn't change unless I did, so at first I was embarrassed because it was so hard to convince my parents... but eventually, after a long conversation, I was able to convince them.
But that was only a convincing argument, and my parents would always sigh and ask if there was any way for me to turn back into a man.
It was also a problem of what to explain to my family, since everyone, including my cousins, thought I was a guy.
No matter how much I explain it, they'll either think it's a joke or that I've had sex reassignment surgery.
I had no choice but to tell everyone at the family gathering on a holiday that my gender had changed. And after worrying about what to do about college, my parents went to the college in person and applied for a leave of absence.
It was inevitable since I couldn't go myself, but my parents wanted me to return as a man, and they planned to send me back to college the day I returned.
But I couldn't turn back into a man until the day my stomach started to grow, and when I told my parents that I was pregnant, they looked at me with bewildered eyes and got angry, even though they thought there would be nothing more to be surprised about.
I had no choice but to tell my parents that I had been unlucky enough to be raped and that I think I got pregnant. They were upset when they heard that and no longer got angry at me, but they kept asking me who did it.
Eventually, when I got pregnant, my family had no choice but to believe that I was now a woman. Although it was unbelievable, they accepted it. My parents were worried about what to do with my identity, and through various connections, they took legal steps to adopt me, who had lost my memory.
I was upset again that my biological child had turned into an adopted child, but I couldn't go back to being a man anymore, so I had no choice.
I didn't tell my husband the secret that I used to be a man because I knew that my family other than my parents also knew about this situation and that no one would believe me if I told them this story.
After all, he thinks of my parents as the ones who gave birth to me in his heart. When I keep saying that it's not true because it upsets him, he always laughs it off and says that we're really close.
It was an issue that I could no longer explain, so I just sighed and moved on.
"Oh my, Barb, boo…."
"Mommy, do you want to eat? Right, right…."
It was absurd, but after I became a daughter and transformed into a TS Stone, my physical strength strangely did not change, so whenever I went to my parents' house, I did things that a man should do, and also things that I, as a woman, should do.
After a few years, my parents gave up on me and now they teased me, their daughter. When my husband wasn't around, the three of us would get together and talk about our time as men, and they would both mention the times when they got caught watching porn and tease me, saying, "Don't you watch porn these days?"
After I fully became a woman and started learning how to cook from my mother, my mother was delighted and said that there were some good things about me compared to when I was a man.
The problem is that when I was a man, I would have been okay with a dish that didn't taste good, but now I get scolded if the amount of salt in the dish is just a little too much.
After giving birth and my body returning to its original state, I felt a bit like a married woman, perhaps because my mood had changed, but I had high school students confess to me on the street, an old man at the market sexually harassed me, and I had secretly made advances, but I never cheated.
… Actually, I hugged my high school student because I thought it was cute that he cried when I told her I was married, but I kept it a secret from my husband.
Aside from that, the middle school student who lives next door keeps taking my panties and bras that I hang on the veranda, which is annoying… But I guess I'll forgive him since he always comes back with them still in the flower pot.
To be honest, I do think a little bit about wanting to have a lover.
It's not that I'm dissatisfied with my husband, but since I became a woman and had no choice but to go to women's associations, I keep hearing stories about lovers and I become interested.
The women's association is completely destroying the image of a woman I had in mind, and some of the middle-aged women are jealous of me as a young, newlywed beauty and are constantly trying to corrupt me.
They try to introduce men to you while pretending it doesn't happen, or they talk about their lovers little by little, saying, "Everyone does that," and they keep it a secret from their husbands.
… I'd rather play games with guys than do this.
Even though I live completely as a woman now, I am more interested in places where men gather than places where women gather, wondering if the past is going somewhere.
Ah, I want to go on a trip in a camper van, have a fighting game competition at an arcade, and get together for some otaku talk....
My husband is a very normal, down-to-earth person who enjoys literature, movies, and photography, so to be honest, we don't really have a lot of topics to talk about.
I like the way you try to please me in some way, but… I guess I should say that I want to stay up all night talking lightheartedly with friends who share similar interests.
After becoming a woman, I, a man, felt like I was missing, and I couldn't keep in touch with my friends from when I was a man, so I felt that way even more.
"My baby needs to be raised by Mom as an elite otaku so we can have otaku talk together~"
"Oh~"
"Someday, we'll definitely make Gundam plastic models together, watch the anime together, and talk about our thoughts on it!"
"Come on, brrrrrr…."
So, whenever my husband is away, I put on some animation for my child and we watch and play together.
I'm definitely going to make you a first-class otaku!
My husband thinks I'm cute even when I'm acting weird, like I'm obsessed with him… Hmm, my taste is really unique.
Well, with someone like me, I would like them even if they were a serial killer.
I was sitting on the sofa, breastfeeding my baby and watching an animation on TV, when I thought to myself.
"I'm free…."
I ended up talking to myself.
I have so much free time.
At home, all I do is cook, clean, do laundry, and take care of the kids. This alone is harder than you might think, but since he helps me with cooking, cleaning, and doing laundry every time he gets home, there isn't much to do.
I'm bored... but I'm already married, so I wonder if I should ask him to buy me a PlayStation...
Ugh, my hikikomori soul is burning.
My husband is very successful at a young age. He brings guests to his house when entertaining them. The guests, who have malicious intentions toward me, treat him well and create opportunities to meet me. This is why he is moving up the ranks incredibly quickly.
It's not like he's completely lacking in ability or anything, he's working tirelessly to get married and live happily ever after. It seems like his ability is somewhat recognized.
In addition, for language problems, I sometimes go to the company to interpret and also act as a secretary.
My business partners sometimes ask me to stay overnight at a hotel because they think I'm something, but my husband doesn't know that.
It was like that in the past, and it's like that now… When everyone looks at me, does the only thing they think about is wanting to have sex?
"When you grow up, you shouldn't think that way about your mom, right~?"
"Boooooooooo."
Oh, my lips are trembling.
When he's bored, he plays by himself like this, and it's really cute.
I taught him to hold back to a certain extent even when he cries as if he wants something done, and he is now quiet and doesn't cry much.
It was really hard to teach him, but he has grown up well and quietly by constantly putting him to sleep and giving him what he wants like a tug-of-war.
"Honey~."
Oh, it's time for my husband to come home.
Suddenly, I heard the door opening from the front door and felt someone rush in with loud, tired footsteps.
He really gets off work on time. Unless it's urgent, he ignores overtime work, company dinners, and everything else and comes straight to my house, so it seems he's quite hated within the company. But when I invited the coworkers over for a company dinner at my house, poured them a few drinks, and served them to me, his popularity suddenly skyrocketed among the male employees.
I knew it would happen, but since that alone would solve the company's image, I felt a bit... strange as a man.
But now I'm a woman.
"What were you doing?"
"Don't rub your breasts, they're still producing milk."
"Can I eat it?"
… Ugh.
There is no separate child.
Now I was giving the baby a bottle, but my husband kept asking for breast milk and put my breast in his mouth whenever he got the chance, so the milk supply still hasn't stopped. It's not that much anymore, so it's not a big problem... .
What if this never stops for the rest of my life?
I think I should get a job as a nanny.
"No, if you keep doing that, I'm telling you the milk supply won't stop."
"I'll stop eating it until I have my second child."
"really…."
After giving birth to my first child, I was so in pain that I never wanted to have another child, so I resisted having children even after marriage. However, my husband's family kept wanting children, so I felt pressured and had no choice but to say yes. Since then, we have been having sex every day to make children.
I really wonder if my daily work life is okay because I come home from work so suddenly, and I come home with an erection, and all I think about is having sex…
"Peck…peck…."
"Um…."
Eventually, he sat behind me and started kissing me while caressing my chest.
Even though I was feeding the baby baby food, he didn't pay attention and kept kissing me semi-forcibly. So I thought I couldn't do anything about it, took the baby to his room, rocked the cradle, and put him to sleep. Then I left.
"Really…you see everything."
"It's okay, you're still young."
He immediately took off his pants and thrust his erect penis towards me.
His dick is a bit on the large side. Not surprisingly, but a bit larger than average. It's a decent size and thickness.
However, there are some things that are a bit perverted… like enjoying sucking cocks that aren't showered, and sometimes taking pictures during sex… .
Moreover, it seems that they even upload the pictures they take to sites like Soranet.
I was browsing through a site I had briefly accessed on his computer when I came across Soranet. When I accessed it, I found a picture that looked like mine.
The title isn't something like "My Wife" but rather "My Beloved Wife" and the content is something that seems to brag, so I decided to just turn a blind eye to it… .
If the contents were up to the same way, the other guy, the country would have been unpleasant.
I'm a little excited because all the comments below are about wanting to eat me, but I'm also a little worried.
Surely you don't mean that it's your taste in netorare?
What should I do if one day he suddenly asks me if I want to invite him over?
With that thought in my mouth, I held his dick in my mouth, and with my now skilled hand movements, I shook his dick up and down, rolling my tongue inside my mouth.
"Wow… Whew… Heeyeon… Huh…!"
"Tssup, ssup, ssup...squeak! Squeak! Tsseuup...squeak!"
My husband is quite a bit older than me.
That's probably why he's so happy to have a young, beautiful wife, but since she keeps asking him for it every day, he can't help but improve his skills.
Instead of just flicking his dick in my mouth, I straightened my neck and slowly inserted his dick deep into my mouth, then pulled it out. He looked down at me, grabbed my head with a satisfied expression, and shook his waist back and forth.
"Ah… Heeyeon…! Ugh…."
He took off his clothes one by one while moving his waist, and as soon as he finished taking off all his clothes, he took his penis out of my mouth and took off my clothes as if he was changing the clothes of a doll.
And then, right away, he inserted his penis into my vagina and, without going to the bed in the bedroom or the sofa, made me lie down, placed the blanket that had been laid out on the floor while feeding the baby under my waist, and immediately made me spread my legs.
His penis, which I have accepted countless times since before we got married, after we got married, and up until today, feels familiar as it enters my body.
Gulp… .
"Huh… Aaahh…."
As soon as he started moving his dick, soaking wet with my saliva, back and forth inside my vagina, I responded by slightly turning my waist left and right.
Creak, creak, creak… thud, thud! thud! thud!
"Huk…gasp…Heeyeon…I love you…Huk…."
"Huhhh…! Aang…ah…ah…huh…! Me too…! Aah…!"
Sex between couples has become so familiar that it has become routine and less stimulating.
Should I say it's obligatory? Even if I do some of the cooking, cleaning, and laundry, I know that in the end, it's all clothes, a house, and groceries that my husband buys for me, so I thought that I should at least volunteer for sex.
I said I wanted to work, but for some reason my husband kept preventing me from working. I guess I should say he didn't like the fact that I went out often.
Actually, I like playing more than working, so I don't really feel any resistance. Rather, these days, I spend time playing with my child whenever I'm alone, perhaps because of the accelerated feminization that started after I had a child.
Even that child is starting to pass the time when he would cry a lot, so these days he seems to be somewhat carefree… bored.
I don't spend money on my otaku hobbies because I'm afraid it might be a burden to my husband, and we don't even have game consoles at home…
Actually, apart from having sex with my husband every night, there isn't much that I can call stimulating. When I go grocery shopping, I sometimes get lustful looks from men here and there... .
"Huh…!"
"Ugh…!"
Booooook, buk… brook… !
'Ah, I'm done… .'
He started ejaculating while rocking his hips in a normal position and then inserting his penis deep into my stomach. He said he wanted to get me pregnant and has been repeating this for a while now, inserting his penis deep into my vagina and ejaculating only in the normal position. It doesn't seem like i'm pregnant yet.
Thinking about the pain of giving birth, I want to postpone having another child, but I can't help it, so I'm doing my best to have another child...
I'm a little anxious.
My body doesn't menstruate properly. No, I should say it doesn't. Even if it does, it doesn't seem to menstruate properly.
I'm guessing it's because of the TS stone... but I really don't know why, and I'm worried about whether I'll be able to have another child.
The gynecologist felt me so many times that it was suspicious, but said my vagina was normal… Do I really have a normal female body like other women?
Even after giving birth, I still have doubts.
I don't know if there are days like that, but there are days when I feel dizzy and heavy enough to be irritated, but I don't get in a lot of pain or bleed a lot. Even if I do bleed or discharge, it's such a small amount that I wonder if I really need sanitary pads.
Can this be called menstruation?
"Hoo… hoo… huh…."
"Ah…ah…uh-huh…."
As my husband moves his hips slightly as if he is trying to spit out every last drop of his semen, while thrusting deep inside, I also lift my hips slightly in response and point my uterus downward to try to receive a little more of his seed.
After he took it all in, he slowly pulled his member out of my vagina, and even after he completely came out, I didn't do any cleaning or anything like that. I just stayed still for a while in the same position where he ejaculated and injected his sperm into my stomach.
"Haa… haa…."
Then, he brings a blanket and covers me with it to make my stomach warm, and slowly caresses my stomach under the blanket.
I feel a little embarrassed by that behavior, as if it were asking me to hurry up and have my child.
And yet, Jaji is still standing.
I guess I'll take a short break, then reinsert it and ejaculate the rest again... as always.
I've been having sex over and over again just to have children, so much so that I'm starting to feel a little dissatisfied these days.
… In the past, I would rush in nonstop as if I was angry and reach climax quite often, but these days, I just keep resting and starting again like this, so it seems like I'm going up but not going down, and the number of times I reach climax has decreased.
"Are you going to put it back in…?"
Wow, it's my voice, but it's still dirty… .
After sex, your voice becomes so sweet. What's strange is that this voice has some kind of aphrodisiac effect, so when you just talk about it, the penis in front of you reacts and jumps up.
"Do you want to put it in?"
"…Yes, I want to put it in…."
I didn't want to, but I became a little more affectionate.
After having sex again, I received his cum in the same position and was finally able to rest after receiving his cum once more.
When he had ejaculated so much that he could feel a little semen entering his uterus, he finally looked exhausted, perhaps because he had finished his day's work and was belatedly feeling the fatigue from work.
But I don't allow myself to wipe away your sweat or bring you water. I make you maintain this position where your uterus is slightly lower than the vaginal opening, asking you to get pregnant quickly.
I obediently followed his words and accepted his seed in order to get pregnant as soon as possible, but as this happened repeatedly, it became more and more like obligatory sex, and I started to feel frustrated.
What should I say, this kind of sex where you only receive semen is literally like receiving semen… .
I want to go out more often. I don't show it, but when I do go out, he keeps asking me if other guys are hitting on me. I wonder if he's suspicious of me.
Haa, they say marriage is a prison for life, and it's true.
But I understand the feelings of a man who is raising a child that is not related to him by blood, so I am also trying to get pregnant as soon as possible. Then, I think the business-like sex that I have now, just for the sake of pregnancy, will decrease.
The man who had completely lost all his energy for me was now really tired, so he took a shower and lay down on the bed.
I wanted to take a shower too, but he wanted me to get pregnant as soon as possible, so he told me to wake up in the morning and do it, so I became his pillow in bed.
It feels so good whenever I hug you or do it on top, because you're so big…
As we were hugging each other like that, he spoke quietly as I was halfway to falling asleep.
"Heeyeon. Okay?"
"yes?"
I opened my eyes to see what was going on, and saw that he had released the hand he was holding on me and was sitting on the bed.
"Honey, do you know Yugeun?"
"Is this Yugeun?"
He is the son of his younger sister. He is in his second year of middle school, I think?
I remember that every time I went to my husband's parents' house for the holidays, my child kept asking me to dig his ears and rub his shoulders.
"Wouldn't it be okay if I let that kid stay at my house for a bit?"
"You're a geun?"
"I heard that you want to have some fun in Seoul during your summer vacation. You want to stay for about a month?"
"I'm fine with it… it's your house."
"I think Yugeun likes me a lot. He said he wants to come to our house and sleep."
"You know I'm pretty."
When I said it playfully, he answered with a look of reluctance even while speaking.
"It's not just a little pretty. Um… Joohyuk asked me to help him organize his data for a bit."
"Your Highness?"
Joohyuk is his younger brother. He works in a history-related field, and since I know a few foreign languages, he sometimes asks me to help him organize and translate historical materials after we got married.
I translate the necessary parts of foreign materials and receive a small amount of pocket money from the master.
My husband's family is not a very wealthy family, but they are quite powerful. So at first, I despaired, thinking that I would have a hard time living with my in-laws after I got married, but when they saw me, they said I was so pretty and treated me so well that I didn't even get to experience proper married life.
Maybe it's because his family was somewhat powerful, but he didn't have any difficulties in studying. Even if that's the case for you, many of your family members are college professors or basically all have doctorates.
… Was it difficult to have a young wife move into a house like that, so that even if he heard her call him a thief, he wouldn't be able to say anything?
For some reason, my mother treated my husband very well, saying that she thought he would never get married.
Anyway, when I heard that the master had asked me to help him with his work, I thought that I should take the money and buy something to do and enjoy when I was alone.
These days, my husband is becoming increasingly successful at an age that is still considered old… I don't know since I've never really worked, but I've been so busy with work that I've been going on business trips here and there lately, and I've been getting bored more and more.
"When did you ask for help?"
"I asked you to help me for about three days starting next week… I'll leave the car on the day of my business trip. Is that okay?"
"What about the baby?"
"Your mother said she would take care of it if Joo-hyuk helped you. Is that okay?"
I answered immediately, fearing that someone might tell me not to do it.
"Of course it's okay!"
I hadn't been out properly for a while, so I was glad that this was the first time in a while that I had a proper outing.
But for some reason, my husband seemed a little reluctant.
'… Have you already developed hypochondria?'
These days, whenever I say I've been out somewhere, he asks me to go with him, or when I go out for a bit, he asks me where I've been... It's kind of scary.
I understand, but I'm not confident that I wouldn't have hypochondria if I had a pretty bride like her... To be exact, hypochondria would be a confirmation of hypochondria...
I think the men around me are worried that I won't be left alone. Just looking at recent events, I even got hit on once when I went to an amusement park on vacation and my husband went to buy ice cream.
But I think it's a bit serious to suspect even your own family.
I had no choice but to act cute and kiss him while I was sleeping to tell him not to suspect anything.
He seemed relieved and fell asleep hugging me again.
… After getting married, I'm scared that I've become accustomed to kissing, something I never wanted to do before.
At first, I said I didn't want to do it, but I felt a sense of duty because I thought it might make our relationship worse...
As someone who lives off of others, I somehow feel like I have to do it… .
By the way, you feel relieved after just one kiss, it seems like beauties are easygoing.
If I were an ordinary-looking woman, I probably would have had to do everything and even try to persuade her.
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