Chapter 2
How a Couple found their Inner Selves
Chapter Two. A rhythm develops, Franny explores a fantasy. Taylor does his part too, but the experience is focused on his wife not him.
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After our second adventure with our favorite statue, we settled into a pattern of how we used it. It was fun to change ourselves every day, but with our schedule, other than using it for very small changes during the week, we just didn't have the time to devote to thinking up a full set of changes, making it just right, and then enjoying it. But, without even using the statue, it seemed that Franny had really begun to embrace how free she could be by using the statue, but also how free she could be just as Franny, or Franny with a few minor tweaks. She was much more open to sex beyond our normal once a week in the missionary position. She began to initiate sex, often getting me aroused with her hands or mouth and clearly liked to take me into her mouth. Conversely, she was much more vocal on needing me to eat her out, often stopping me from licking and kissing her nipples to push my head south, as she spread her legs.
Franny also took advantage of the power of the statue to regularly enhance her look physically in slightly small ways that made her look super sexy, for such small changes. Her legs were now always silky smooth, her stomach taut and her breasts, though no bigger, still a nice C cup, amazingly perky. Finally, she no longer had to shave her pubes, she went back and forth from totally bald to a cute little patch of hair, all without the pain of waxing. It seemed that every few days she was tweaking her look to move towards what she saw as a more perfect Franny. But those were minor, though enjoyable tweaks.
On our next Friday with no work, Franny was busy surfing the net for porn and looking over clubs all morning. She was totally absorbed so I ran errands, hit the gym, ran my weekly long run and otherwise occupied myself till dinner. Before we began our Friday night, to build up our stamina she told me, Franny had both of us take a long nap, after a light, surprisingly healthy dinner. She had told me we would need all our energy, grinning evilly at me.
I realized when I woke up around ten that night that she had already done her transforming for me, this weekend was her turn at being in control after all. I was still my same tall frame, but much thinner and with black spikey hair, an earring, and dressed in a very punk-goth look with chains, leather, and denim, finished off with some biker boots. This made me wonder, as I looked in the mirror, whether I would recognize my athletic little wife.
As I wandered into the bedroom, attracted by the mix of EDM and punk music, I wasn't actually sure this was Franny or she had brought over some new friend. The girl was a vision in sex from some goth fantasy. She was staring into a full length mirror playing with her hair and was about the furthest thing from Franny as was possible. But she saw me in the door, looked over, and her voice was clearly Franny's. She was about five foot five, but had on think platform knee high black boots that made her around six feet tall, ripped black fishnet thigh highs came up out of the boots and ended just below a tight black, of course, leather micro-mini skirt. Her stomach was bare, save for the pierced bellybutton. She had on a see through mesh top that was really just a band across her much larger chest. It was over the top of a kinky bra like contraption, that appeared to be made of leather straps and silver rings. Franny needed a coat to cover that stuff for sure.
She no longer had a business-like short brown hair style. Instead all but the top of her head was shaved, and the top was now a red-black set of dreadlocks, that she had gathered up to extend down halfway to her waist on her left side. But the outfit, though pretty wild, wasn't what made the look so extreme. This chick had big fake looking tits on her very thin frame, and almost every visible part of her had some form of intricate, satanic looking tattoo. There were skulls, spiders, vampires, and a lot of phrases praising Satan and Lucifer. Those were all visible under the skin-tight outfit, but her arms I noticed were full multi-color sleeve tattoos. In a final effort to take her look to the extreme, Franny was pierced all over, at least six in each ear, including long bars. She had piercings in one eyebrow, her nose had a large ring in her septum, and her nipples not only had rings, but a chain connecting them. Wow this was a lot of work for the statue.
I walked up to Franny, or Lilith as she told me to call her tonight, and kissed her dark red lips, easier now that with her seven inch boots she was eye to eye with me. I then asked her if there were any other surprises, and she told me she had more piercings and had wished to make her entire body more sensitive while taking away all inhibitions. This was going to be some night. As her phone showed that our Uber was here, I grabbed my leather coat as I saw that she had wished for a full length black leather coat, that hid all but the crazy hair and other changes to her face.
In the back of the Uber on the way to a goth punk club she had picked out Lilith/Franny was all over me, rubbing my dick and having me lick her nipples through that mesh top. She kept on moaning and telling me she wanted to fuck so back she couldn't think straight. I grinned back at my wild companion and asked her if that was involving men or women. She grinned back and said yes. Then she told me she really wanted to get her ass stretched out tonight.
When I reached up under that very short leather skirt, I found out her final surprise. She had rings up and down her lower lips, and a piercing in her clit hood. All of that wasn't covered by even a thong. I'm not sure a thong would have helped, as Lilith was already sopping wet with arousal. As we pulled up to the club around midnight, I wasn't so sure how the night was going to go, just that it would be wild
We got into the club pretty quickly and actually Lilith didn't look much different than a lot of the club goers. She danced to almost every song, rubbing and kissing not just me in the jammed hot dance floor, but also trading kisses and fondling with a mix of men and women. She was clearly charged up, I wasn't sure if it was the music, the Tequila shots, or what she told me she had done to amp up her sensitivity. After about and hour, Lilith pulled me down a back hallway, towards the bathrooms, all the while rubbing my dick and kissing me with a lot of tongue, a tongue I now realized was pierced too. I wasn't passive. I worked one then two fingers inside her under that ultra-short skirt, and used my thumb on her very erect clit.
Suddenly she pushed me into an alcove and unzipped my jeans. With great difficulty she fished out my hard cock and stared to rub it, though it was already rock hard. She kissed me again and told me she needed a load of my cum...immediately. Lilith was all over my dick and balls. She sucked the head, swallowed me till her lips were against my stomach and then slid down to suck each of my balls into her hot mouth. The sensation of the piercing against the bottom of my dick was mind blowing. I didn't last but about four minutes.
I told her I was about to cum, and instead of how Franny normally pulled away, Lilith looked up at me, smiled and then swallowed all of me again. That was enough, I erupted down her throat with a huge load of cum. She sucked on my very sensitive member and pulled herself up. She grabbed the back of my head and kissed me again, almost taking possession of me. I could taste traces of my cum on her tongue, but oddly enough it didn't bother me. Her piercing was really the unexpected turn-on, I could feel my dick hardening again, and it had only been a minute. Then again as I thought about Lilith's taste as I kissed her, I had fucked and sucked several guys only a week ago in my latex outfit, so was the taste of a little cum. We returned to the dance floor, the oral snack had seemed to refresh Lilith
We danced for about another ninety minutes, I noticed about an hour into it Lilith was paired up with two girls. They were kind of twerking with each other, and trading tongue for about two songs. She then grabbed me and told me they had to pee and to get another round of shots for all of them. The girls took a long time, I didn't see them for nearly twenty minutes. When they returned, still very friendly with each other, I asked Lilith if everything was ok. She grinned and looked over at her two partners.
