Aya lay trembling beneath him, her breath uneven, her soft body glowing with the aftershocks of her first orgasm. Her hair clung to her cheeks in damp strands, her eyes wide and glassy, lips parted as if still whispering his name.
Her chest rose and fell rapidly, petite breasts bouncing slightly with each gasp of air. Her thighs were still quivering, slick with the evidence of her release.
"Rikuto…" she breathed, voice trembling with a mix of disbelief and longing. "W-What was that…?"
He leaned over her, his mouth brushing against her ear, voice husky and low.
"A promise," he whispered. "That I'll never let you feel unloved again."
(Note: it's her 1st time so it's a gentle love between couple. There will be more exciting times later.😉)
> [System Notification: Transformation Progress – 12% Complete. Subtle aura activation initiated.]
Note: Host's wife is currently in peak emotional vulnerability. Engaging further will deepen the bond and accelerate transformation.
He looked down at her — cheeks flushed, skin glowing with a newfound softness. Even her modest features now had an ethereal charm. The faintest curve of her lips was… seductive.
The change had already begun.
And he wanted more.
Rikuto kissed her again, this time deeper, letting their tongues meet slowly. She moaned into his mouth, her arms wrapping weakly around his neck. He could feel her legs instinctively parting, unsure, shy — but receptive.
"You've never been with a man, have you?" he asked gently.
She blushed so hard her ears turned red. "N-No… I mean, I thought… maybe after a few months you'd… want me…"
His heart ached for her.
"I wanted you the moment I saw you tonight," he said, brushing her cheek. "And now I want you completely."
He slipped off his own shorts, letting his thick, hard length spring free. Her eyes widened, and her breath caught.
"I-It won't fit…"
"It will," he whispered. "Just trust me."
He slid his body against hers, letting her feel the heat of his arousal pressing between her legs. He didn't rush — he let her feel every moment. His fingers traced the valley between her breasts, down her stomach, resting just above her mound.
"Are you afraid?" he asked.
She swallowed. "A little…"
"I'll go slow."
He positioned himself, tip brushing her entrance — already wet, warm, tight. She whimpered, eyes locked on his.
"I'm yours, Aya," he murmured. "Let me in."
Slowly, inch by inch, he pressed inside.
She gasped, her nails digging into his back. Her body clenched around him, snug and impossibly tight. Her eyes welled up, a single tear sliding down her cheek — not from pain, but overwhelming emotion.
He paused, kissed her tear away.
"You okay?" he whispered.
She nodded weakly. "It… feels so full…"
"You're taking me perfectly."
> [System Notification: Emotional Penetration – Intimacy Depth Increased. Wife Bond Level: 2 → 3.]
Transformation Progress: 24%
He began to move — slow, deep strokes that had her moaning softly with each thrust. Her arms locked around his shoulders as he rocked into her. The wet sound of their bodies meeting filled the room, her moans growing louder as her tightness slowly yielded to pleasure.
Her legs wrapped around his waist.
Her voice broke into a cry. "Rikuto! I… I feel it again—"
"Let go," he whispered against her lips. "Let me take you there."
She climaxed again — harder this time — her whole body convulsing as she clung to him. He kept moving through it, deeper, harder, now chasing his own high. Her soaked heat gripped him like a velvet vice.
He groaned. "I'm close…"
She looked into his eyes. "I want it… inside…"
That was all he needed.
With one final deep thrust, he buried himself fully and came with a low growl, his warmth flooding her as her body trembled under him. He stayed inside her, breathing heavily, his hands cradling her face.
> [System Notification: Wife Upgrade Phase II Unlocked.]
Hormonal rebalance initiated
Skin tone enhancement in progress
Bust elasticity improved
Waist and hip shaping stabilized
New Trait Acquired: Afterglow Aura – Primary partner now emits mild attraction to others. Awareness only triggered by Host.
They lay tangled together, sticky, flushed, her body small and warm in his arms. She was still trembling slightly, but her smile was blissful, dreamy — like a girl floating in a cloud.
"Was that… normal?" she whispered.
Rikuto chuckled, brushing sweat from her brow. "No," he said. "That was just the beginning."
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The next morning…
Sunlight filtered through the curtains.
Aya sat up in bed slowly, pulling the blanket around her bare chest. She blinked, confused. Something felt… different.
Her skin felt silky smooth. Her chest felt heavier. She glanced down — her modest breasts were now fuller, rounder, with perkier curves. She gasped softly and touched them, confused.
"W-What…?"
She stood and walked to the mirror.
Her eyes widened.
Her face had subtly changed — more symmetry, a soft glow in her cheeks, lips that looked fuller and pinker. Her waist was a little more defined. Her whole body seemed to radiate gentle sex appeal — nothing exaggerated, just refined. Natural.
But unmistakable.
She blinked and touched her cheeks. "Am I… prettier?"
> [System Notification: Aya Mitsuki – Phase I transformation complete.]
Further improvements tied to continued emotional and physical satisfaction.
Next Milestone: Three consecutive days of intimacy → Phase II: Voice, aura, stamina.
Rikuto stepped out of the shower, water dripping down his chest. His eyes lit up the moment he saw her.
"Damn…" he said, walking toward her, towel wrapped loosely at his waist. "You're even more beautiful than I remember."
She blushed furiously. "I-I didn't do anything…"
"You didn't have to," he whispered, cupping her waist. "You're just finally becoming the woman you were always meant to be."
She melted into his embrace.
And in that moment, without even knowing why — she began to fall for him all over again.