Jeff decided on turning into a Muslim wife. He always got turned on when he saw a veiled woman on the street. He loved imagining their smooth, soft skin, what kind of hair they have under there, and what kind of body. He didn’t know if his dad had anything for Muslim women, but if he was going to transform into a woman, he figured he might as well be someone he wants.
He starting jotting down everything he wanted inside the information boxes and then reviewed everything:
Name: Samira "Sammi" Said-Kendrick
Age: 30
Gender: Female
Race: Arab-American
IQ: 121
Language: English, Arabic
Sex Drive: Medium
Build: Curvy / Thick In The Right Places
Hair: Pinned Dark Brown, Mid-Back Length Dark Brown Unpinned
Eyes: Hazel
Occupation: Stay-At-Home-Wife
Family: Father/Mother (UAE) / Stepson & Stepdaughter
Love Interest: Mike (husband)
Reality Changes:
Mentality - YES
Aware of Changes - YES
Change Clothes - YES
Reality - YES
Duration: DAILY, 18:00-06:00
Transformation Intensity: LIGHT
After double-checking all his selections, he glanced at the clock; 4:30pm. He still had some time before the transformation, but he decided to proceed and clicked on “Start Transformation” before he had second thoughts. Nothing happened of course, it just said on the screen that the changes have been made. Figuring he could rest easy, he turned off the Chronivac and jumped on the couch to watch TV.
About an hour later, getting closer to his transformation, Jeff had succumbed to the fatigue of a long day at school, and was gently snoring. The Chronivac had turned itself back on, and it read “commencing scheduled transformation” on the screen. As the clock struck 6:00, it began...
First off, Jeff’s clothes disappeared to prepare for the transformation. Jeff’s body began to grow ever so slightly as his skin smoothed over, with all his body hair receding into his pores. It stopped when he was just a little taller than his normal self, and his skin began to darken. At first, it looked like he was at the beach, getting a instant tan, until his skin grew darker and darker until it was a rich caramel brown. His face started to change, becoming more like someone of Arab descent; almond shaped eyes and nose, and thick lips perfect for kissing. His hair started to lighten slightly as it became dark brown, and extended down to halfway down his back. His hands and arms started to itch as he looked down and saw they were shrinking, becoming dainty and feminine. He looked down to see the same thing happening to his feet, as they grew significantly smaller, which looked odd and his still male body.
“Woah…” He said, as he felt a gentle pressure in his hips, causing him to lay back down on the couch. His hips expanded quickly as his legs and ass thickened, accumulating just enough fat to make him look like a young mother. He lifted his new legs, not used to the new view, but smiled nevertheless. The pressure focused in his crotch, and Jeff quickly grabbed his penis, but it quickly shrank and escaped his grasp, retreating back into his body, leaving a perfect shaved pussy in its wake. The pressure moved up to HER torso as her sides curved inward, starting creating that iconic hourglass figure. Her nipples expanded, as flesh pushed out from her chest, going out until she was the new owner of two perky D-cup breasts. Finally, the pressure moved to her face and head as she lost consciousness. Her old masculine features changed slowly, becoming more feminine, with a round nose, thick lips and light hazel eyes.
Lastly, she started to age, as her weight was redistributed. A pair of panties, skinny jeans, a matching bra, white shirt, and brown leather high heel boots appeared on her. Her hair also moved back up as it was pinned neatly into a bun, and a hijab came on to her head. The hijab was then arranged to perfectly cover her air in the bonnet cap style. New memories flooded into her head of always being a female, growing up, marrying Mike a few years ago, and caring for his children.
The transformation ceased; gone was the 16-year old Caucasian male, and here was the 30-year old Arabic woman and wife to Mike Kendrick. Reality shifted as pictures of Mike and her appeared where older ones of him and his family were. Jeff’s old room became a spare bedroom, and new clothes and accessories suitable for a female appeared in the closet along with Mike’s clothes. Samira began to stir, moaning and rubbing her breasts gently.
“Mmmm, I must’ve dozed off...” she said with a slight accent. She looked over at the clock; 6:15pm. “Oh, Mike will be home soon! I didn’t start with dinner yet!” She jumped up, her breasts jiggling violently in her loose robe. She tightened the straps on her robe, slide her feet into her sandals and darted into the kitchen. The kids were sleeping over with friends tonight, so she decided to make some traditional Arab food. Mike loved it, but David and Katie weren’t so crazy about it.
She started heating up oil to fry Kebab. The transformation had given her the right knowledge of Arab culture and cuisine, as if she had always grown up surrounded by it.
Half an hour later, the Mike came in through the front door, removing his tie and putting his briefcase on the table. He sniffed in the air and smiled, strolling into the kitchen to see his beautiful Arabic wife. He walked slowly up behind her and and squeezed her round breasts.
“Hello gacalyso.” Samira said affectionately, turning around and kissing Mike on the lips.
“Everything smells delicious.” Mike said, peering over her shoulder and into the pot.
“No, don’t look! It’s a surprise! Go relax.” She said, playfully pushing him away and winking. He laughed and walked in the dining room to set the table. Soon after, Samira brought all the food inside and they ate.
After cleaning up, Mike went upstairs into the shower as Samira put all the dishes away. She went upstairs and into the master bedroom, peering into the bathroom. She smiled deviously, slipped off her robe and panties, and walked into the bathroom, her hips swaying with every step. Mike had his back to the glass door of the shower as he washed, so he hadn’t seen Samira come into the bathroom. She bit her lip and opened the door and slipped inside the steamy stream of water.
“Hey babe, what’s up?” Mike said, turning around to face her.
“Well... I finished cleaning everything up, so I figured... why not save some biyo and shower together?” Caaliyah said seductively. Mike smiled.
“Sure babe.” He said, acting innocent, and handing her his luffa. Samira smiled and added more soap onto the luffa, keeping her eyes locked on Mike. She lathered up her breasts and ran the luffa down to her shaved pussy and ass. Then, she moved the luffa to Mike, gently scrubbing his chest, and moving down to his penis, which was growing harder by the second. She glanced down and smiled, kneeling down and dropping the luffa. She grabbed his rock-hard member and started to jerk him off before shoving it straight into her mouth. She sucked on his cock, moving faster and faster and Mike groaned in pleasure.
“Ugh!” He blurted as her instantly shot a hot load of cum into Samira’s mouth, and she swallowed every drop of it.
“Mmmm. More where that came from?” Samira said, hungry for more.
“You bet your ass.” Mike said, lifting her up and kissing her on the lips. They both exited the shower, grabbing towels and vigorously dried themselves off, before moving into the bedroom. Mike pushed Samira down onto the bed and started kissing her. Before long, he was stroking his member, and inserted it into Samira’s awaiting pussy. She moaned as his cock slipped further and further into her canal, and bit her lip as he started to thrust slowly in and out of her. After a couple of minutes of doing her doggystyle, they both moved onto the bed and Samira started to ride his member, moaning louder as she bounced on top of him faster and faster. Mike started to groan, and before long, he shot another load of cum, this time deep in Samira’s pussy. They slowed down, and she moaned in pleasure, looking down at her pussy, which was leaking Mike’s cum. She slid her fingers across her pussy lips and put them in her mouth, sucking up the juices.
As they finished their sex session, Samira dropped down next to Mike on the bed, and smiled, kissing him on the lips.
“Love you babe.” Mike said.
Love you too Samira replied as Mike turned off the lights, pulled up the cover and wrapped his arm around her as they both surrendered to sleep.