Costumed Consent - TG Caption

Costumed Consent

I walked into our bedroom, and after a lot of preparation my “cosplay” was complete, so I was showing my “husband” “So, what do you think?” I leaned forward a bit to show off everything this bunny suit had to offer.

“You don’t think it’s a bit… much?” He tried to avert his eyes from my obvious… assets. I was well aware they were in view, of course, they were center stage if anything.
“Well…” We weren’t always like this. I wasn’t always his wife, actually, I wasn’t always a woman at all. I used to be a normal young man, living alone with my Dad, but ever since we witnessed some high-level crime going on right outside our door, we found ourselves under witness protection. My Dad stayed about the same, still a grown white man, he found himself in a different body but it wasn't drastic. I, however, was a different case. I don't know if something went wrong with our records, or if it was on purpose for some reason, but I found myself as a grown asian woman, truly the definition of a MILF. And my role? I wasn't my Dad's son anymore, I was his wife. And we've had to keep up that act in public. At first, it was awkward but we got a routine down, he would wrap his arm around me down to my waist and we would introduce ourselves as husband and wife, Nathan and Saki.
That act started to seep into our home life too. The way that I had to move in this new body, with a weightier and more sultry movement for everything, the way that every little thing accentuated my curves, I think it changed something inside of him. What used to be simply wrapping his arm around me in public led to subconsciously doing so in private. One day he did so and I turned towards him, our faces got close and we just… kissed. Our first kiss ever had just… happened out of nowhere. No communication, no explanation, just a magnetism that brought our faces together when looking into one another's eyes. I couldn't tell if it was me who had approached him first in that moment or if it was him. Ever since the day he kissed me it had become something we regularly did, regardless of who was around, and it made me restless. To help me adjust to my new body, being a new age, gender, race, and all, my husband- uh, dad suggested I take up cosplay. The two of us used to bond over sort of nerdy stuff together, so going to a con might be fun and make me comfortable in my new body. All of that led up to now.
A large part of deciding what to wear had been me wondering what he would like. This was hardly anything specific, but what man disliked bunny suits? Of course, my theory that he would like it proved true as I looked up and him and could read the conflicting emotions build in his mind. “...I like it but I want to know what you think!”
“I like it too… I like it a lot.” He stepped towards me and started by putting his hands around my ass, feeling it up and with a squeeze making my heart skip a beat. And then he said his hands up my body, running it along the curve of my waist and around my shoulders all the way up to my head, and when they reached its peak, he gently pushed down. Down until I found myself at eye level with the pulsing bulge in his pants. The musky scent of his 10-inch member was so hard to resist that I pulled it out myself, gawking at the size of the thing. In swapping bodies he had definitely been well endowed… and being his wife it was all mine. The womanly side of my brain brought me closer, but the forcefulness of his guiding hand sealed the deal as I began to suck his dick. “Mmmph!!” Thrusting back and forth down my throat, breathlessness to release, the pleasure I felt as I batted my eyes up at him and looked at his face full of the same taboo pleasure. Eventually, he pushed me to my limits, all the way to the shaft, and not long after I felt spurts of his semen deep inside of me, gushing through my mouth as he pulled away. I held on to that salty smell and slick texture before forcing it down. I kneeled there in shock at the act we had committed. I felt… right. But I wasn't fully satisfied. “I’m sorry, I don't know what came over me, I just…”
I put my finger up to his mouth “What are husband and wife for? Now why don't you do whatever else you had in mind for me?” I dropped my outfit to the floor, letting my Dad, no, my husband take it all in. I was Saki, and I was doing just what was just right for the both of us. He picked me up and placed me on the bed facing away from him. On my knees, pussy exposed and expectant, he pressed a warmth up against me from behind. Stopping, but as I shook my hips he responded in kind, my jaw dropped as I felt something fill me, a foreign but impossibly orgasmic girth. My legs shook uncontrollably as a debilitating pleasure radiated up and down my body. This was a female orgasm.
“You came already?” He paused as I moaned uncontrollably in his grasp. I didn't want it to stop though, I wanted him to really make me his woman!
“Y-yes… don't stop…” And so he continued, protection be damned. Thrusting and grunting, filling our room with the scent of cum and sweat, the sounds of moaning and grunting being the only thing we were capable of. Sweat running down my new breasts, each pump bringing me closer to familiarity with my thick Asian milf body. Until Nathan announced he was going to let it all out inside of me. “Kiss me! Kiss me and cum inside of me!” So he leaned down and I turned my head towards him, a sloppy French kiss being my focus as my eyes rolled into the back of my head and I felt something thick and warm fill me, dripping from inside of me as he pulled out. I pulled away as a stand of saliva hung between us. “I think I love you… Nathan”
“I think I love you too, Saki…”
Our life together hasn’t been the same since then, for the better too. It’s funny that we would be in a “newlywed” mood when we’re supposed to have been married for a while, but we were. Every touch made me smile, every time we looked at one another, we understood our newfound positions, that of lovers. And of course, we found ourselves constantly caught up in the best part of no longer being son and father, the ultimate expression of showing him that I was his wife, the sex was intense and constant. We ended up missing the con because of it, but I don’t mind, after all, we have the rest of our lives together to go. Maybe witness protection was on to something.