I suppose every man has a dream his wife will always be true to him, to love him and to be the prettiest woman in the world (in his eyes) but sometimes this ideal situation goes wrong.
Sally and I married 8 years ago and everything in the marriage went very well up to about a year ago. Sally is now 30 years old and it is necessary to tell what happened to her before this will make sense. When we married Sally was a pretty, slim girl whom I adored and I know she felt the same way about me. She was so slim some unkind people could have called her skinny but I loved her for what she was. Her waist was so slender I could put my two hands around her middle and my fingers would just touch. She had nice hips and quite a good size pair of breasts but they weren't over large - in fact they suited her well. She was 5'4" tall and as afar as I was concerned was absolutely the love of my life.
Two years after we married we had our first child, Stephanie, and she has turned out to be a beautiful well-behaved child. Our second child was born 3 years later and Henry is an equally wonderful child. Sally breast-fed both of the children and as a result her breasts at first became much larger and later they just became shapeless and hung down on her chest. She was terribly alarmed at the shape of her breasts and wanted to have breast surgery to make them lovely again for me. I really didn't care what her breasts looked like because I loved her not just her breasts but I couldn't convince her she looked all right. Added to this she started to gain weight and, in fact, she gained 5 stone over a very short period. I didn't like her being fat but I didn't say anything to her and treated her just the same as I always had. We had regular sex and both enjoyed making the other happy but she just couldn't leave the thought of her ugly (her words) breasts alone.
Sally was a very shy girl when I first met her and although she had played around with boys before we met she was still a virgin until she agreed to have sex and from then on we were a wonderful couple. Sally would rarely initiate sex but always participated eagerly as soon as she saw I was interested. She would always wear a nightie to bed - she just couldn't bear to be naked with me - even from the time we were married. As she began to put on more weight she became more self-conscious and would never let me see her naked, even in the shower. Right from the time we married we always had his sort of a ritual before sex. She would almost always be in bed before me but if I climbed into bed without my pyjama bottoms on she knew I wanted sex and she would come over to me and make herself available. She never wore panties to bed although her nightdresses were quite long but once she knew I was interested in sex she would quickly pull up the bottom of her nightie and spread her legs. She didn't like me looking at her genital area and always kept that covered until we began sex. It seems strange perhaps but that was how she was comfortable and that was what I went along with.
Once she had gained all this extra weight she wouldn't go out and remained inside our home stuffing herself with chocolates and coca-cola making herself all the fatter. It wasn't until our two children who both adored their mother sat down with her one day and told her they thought she should do something to get back to her former weight. At first I didn't think it would work but lo and behold she started going to a gym on a regular basis and also started eating proper food.
Over a period of 9 months an amazing transformation took place. She lost all of her extra weight and once the weight was gone the work at the gym toned her body and she went right back to her former slim self. She was very proud of what she had done but she wasn't as proud as I was because I knew just how hard it had been for her to change her habits. The only thing that went wrong, particularly as far as she was concerned was that her breasts didn't get back to their former size, in fact, they were very tiny! I don't thing know how to describe her new breast shape but I guess I would have to say her tits were so small they looked like a 13 or 14 year old girl but the only resemblance to a woman of her age was she still had large nipples. In fact her breasts were almost all nipples. She didn't like the image and even started to wear stuffed bras to hide her tiny breasts.
A couple of times she actually showed me her breasts but I always tried to make her comfortable with their size by telling her how much I loved them. When I tried to caress her breasts she would push my hands away and although earlier on she had let me suck her nipples they were now off limits!
All through the time she had gained so much weight she still allowed me to have sex with her and although it was uncomfortable at times fucking such a large woman I never ceased to love her. She always hid her body from me while we were making love. Because of her size it was necessary for her to lie on her back with her legs apart, then I would lie on my side and, after lifting up her leg nearest to me, I would slide between her legs and get my cock inside her cunt. She wouldn't hold me while I was fucking her but I usually managed to cum without much difficulty and surprisingly she also came most times. Then it would be up to me to wriggle away from her and she would pull down her nightie and soon she would be off to sleep.
Once she started to lose the weight she reverted to her shorter nighties and made some effort to make love with me in different positions but she always loved the position I have just described. Perhaps this was because it required the least effort on her part.
The visits to the gym continued well after she lost her excess weight and she certainly did a good job of toning up her body. She looked great and although she wouldn't let me see her naked I knew she looked very much like she did when we married except for her breasts! Sometimes when we were making love I would slip a hand up and caress her breasts but silly as it sounds there weren't really any breasts to caress. I usually ended up massaging her nipples and once she became excited by me doing that she would stop me playing with her.
Because I really loved her so much and wanted to be able to enjoy her whole body I managed to finally convince her to see a psychiatrist to see if she could overcome her low esteem as far as her breasts were concerned. She started see this chap twice a week and over a few months I could see quite a change in her. She started to feel much better about her breasts and on one occasion she actually asked me if I would like to look at her breasts. When I told I would love to do that she took me into our bedroom and undid her blouse, unclipped her unnecessary bra and dropped it to the floor. She was certainly lacking in the breast department as there were practically no breasts visible but she had these huge nipples and I loved her so much I asked if I could kiss her nipples. I was surprised when she said yes and without further ado she moved to the bed and laid down on her back. As she was naked to the waist I immediately started to kiss and lick her nipples and she started to react quite strongly getting very aroused. When she had laid down the little bit of her breasts which was previously there seemed to disappear into her chest leaving only those huge nipples.
Sally didn't complain as I sucked and sucked her nipples and I was really surprised when she suddenly reached an orgasm because of me sucking her nipples. She looked quite pleased with herself and without another word, pulled up her skirt enough to reach underneath, grasped her panties and pulled them off. She then spread her legs and invited me to make love to her! I had a hardon just from sucking her nipples and so we made love there and then. It was marvellous and I loved her even more for initiating the sex. After we had both cum she held me on her body - we were using the missionary position - and kept my cock inside her. After a short while I could feel her moving under me and she was rolling her hips and making her cunt grab my rather soft cock. As soon as she started doing this she started whispering dirty words to me. She asked me to fuck her and to shove my cock further up inside her cunt! I had never heard her using these words before but my cock started to harden and soon I was fucking her again. This was a prolonged act and we stroked each other, with our hands and I with my cock in her cunt. We both came again and it was a really loving occasion.
While we laid together on the bed relaxing after such a strenuous work out she told me she wouldn't be seeing the psychiatrist any more because now she was cured of her phobia about her small breasts and from now on she would be quite open about them to everyone. I was so thrilled to hear this I hugged and kissed her and told her just how much I loved her. She even stopped wearing her padded bra which had been totally unnecessary anyway.