Chapter Five

At ten o'clock the next morning, I was awakened by the phone ringing in the next room. There was not much I could do as I waited for the answering machine to kick in. "Hey, sweetums! Mommy here. You would not believe the view we have from our hotel suite, baby doll! It's lovely! And guess what? We're soaking in the room's spa as I speak! Isn't that exciting?! So, sweetums . I know I said we'd be home by ten, but we're going to stay a few more hours." She moaned loudly. "The view is just breathtaking! See ya in a few. Kiss, kiss."

I envied my wife, because my view , while breathtaking, was not very lovely. While my wife and lover were enjoying the finest hotel in town, Jack had instructed me to sleep in the laundry hamper with one of Jack's jockey straps covering my face. The rest of the hamper was full of his dirty socks and gym shorts. Jack was very athletic. Due to his height, basketball was his favorite game, and he would come home after a long day at the gym drenched in sweat. I made washing his gym clothes a priority because the odor from the hamper would soon fill the whole house. And here I was, naked, trying to get used to the smell. I had also been trying to swallow a long pubic hair that must have come from the jockey strap. It just refused to go down!

Later that night, while soaking in my little tub in the guest bathroom, Stacey told me about an idea Jack had. Her soft voice soothed the ache in my arms and legs. "I have good news, sweetums," she said. "Jack thinks, and I agree with him, that with a few little alterations, you can join us in our bedroom!"

I nearly jumped out of the tub with joy! "Oh thank you, Stacey! Thank you, thank you!"

She placed her hand on my shoulder to calm me down. "Well, I think Jack is being very generous and open-minded about the whole thing. We'll start the surgery next week."

"S-s-surgery?" I stammered, suddenly having second thoughts.

"Oh, just a few minor alterations, baby doll, nothing too drastic. Jack likes a perky nose on a woman, a nice handful of tit, and a some junk in the trunk, if you know what I mean." She giggled. "While you're having that done they'll shave your Adam's apple, inject collagen into your lips, remove two ribs for figure enhancement, and shorten the tendons behind your ankles so you can wear high heels all the time."

I didn't know quite what to think, but then I thought of something very important to me. "Stacey? What about my-you know-little dickie?"

"Oh, baby doll," Stacey said. "You know how mommy loves your little dickie! It stays."

"My, that is generous of Mr. Jackson," I said.

"It is, sweetie! And if the alterations are to his liking, he said he wouldn't mind slapping nuts with you anytime! Now how's that for being open-minded!"