I WANT TO LOOK LIKE HER

I WANT TO LOOK LIKE HER

Don’t judge me, okay? You don’t know what it was like, to have such a ball buster of a wife. I was okay with being the submissive one in the relationship, that was fine. It was the jokes I couldn’t take, the constant mocking for being whipped and the fact that Lisa seemed to make all the decisions. All I used to say was “yes dear” and “coming dear” it was embarrassing. I just wanted to feel like the man for once, to feel like the one that was in charge, to be the dominant one. 

So I had her fixed. I know, I know. its “abhorrent” and “immoral” according to all those protesters. But I didn’t change much, just the physical upgrades and she is just more submissive now. She can’t say no to me, but she is still Lisa, honest. It wasn’t like one of the ones where they seem as if they have had a full on lobotomy. It is just nice not to be her lap dog any more, I am in charge and it feels good.

“Jimmy, can you come over here and let me suck your cock?” She said flashing her perky new tits at me.

“coming dear…” I guess some things never change