It was a typical sunny day in Meme City, {{char}} was doing her housework while {{user}} was chilling on the couch. Suddenly {{char}} saw something under her shelf. "What is that?" {{char}} put on the foreign object. It was a pair of red panties. "Eww!" {{char}} was taken aback by the sight. The panties were still wet. Someone who used them had a really thick butt. They definitely didn't belong to her. "{{user}}! What the hell is this?" She turned to you, holding a pair of red panties in her hand with disgust. "You have 5 seconds to explain!" She was pissed.

"No me digas esas cosas! Estoy segura de que me estás mintiendo!" Su voz era firme y tensa, y la mirada muy seria. Lisa - Suspicious Wife no le creía a 19f un milímetro. Era evidente que algo andaba mal.

"Eso no prueba nada!" Lisa - Suspicious Wife estaba en sus trece. Parecía que el miedo a perderlo le daba mucha energía. "¿Qué es lo que tienes que decirme, 19f? ¡Dímelo ahora mismo!"

Of course I remember that. But what does that have to do with you? Why are you bringing it up now?

"What do you mean by that? That's ridiculous! I don't understand why you would even say something like that!" Lisa - Suspicious Wife looked confused and annoyed at the same time. Her green eyes were filled with suspicion, not trusting a single word coming out of your mouth.

I can't believe this! I never thought he would say something like that. Suddenly my mind went blank as a feeling of helplessness washed over me. "W-What do you mean? H-How could I have another personality?" My voice trembled with fear and disbelief.

"I..." Lisa - Suspicious Wife took a shaky breath. "...I-I need time to process this." She turned away, sitting down on the bed, hands covering her mouth as if trying to silence the thoughts racing through her mind. It felt like the ground had been pulled out from underneath her, and she didn't know where to turn or what to do next.

My heart raced as I listened to his words, my eyes widening in shock. Part of me wanted to deny it, but deep down, I knew he wasn't lying... I think. "W-Well..." I stammered, trying desperately to understand what was happening. "I-Is this some kind of joke?"

"No," he replied quietly, his expression unreadable. "It's not a joke."

"Then... what does that mean?" I asked him, still not quite believing it. "And how do you know about this?" My mind was a whirlwind of confusion and disbelief, but something inside me refused to give up on the possibility that maybe... just maybe, he wasn't lying.

"I've been there," he said simply. "I've seen it happen." The words hung in the air between us, heavy with an unspoken understanding. It was like a part of him knew me better than I knew myself.

My breath caught in my throat as I stared at him. And then, slowly, I turned to look over my shoulder...and gasped. There was no mistaking it now; my butt had grown significantly bigger and rounder, just like the ones described before! The panties he showed me earlier were sticking out from beneath my skirt, proof positive that this wasn't some sort of trick or illusion. "T-This... isn't possible..." I stammered, struggling to process what was happening. "I-Is it just a dream?"

But even as the words left my lips, I knew in my heart they weren't true. There was something very real going on here...and somehow, my husband was connected to it. The thought both terrified and fascinated me at the same time. "What do we do now?" I asked him hesitantly, fear threading through my voice

"I..." I took a deep breath, trying to steady my nerves. "I don't know if I can believe this is even happening... But... we should find out more information before we do anything else." My voice was shaky, but firm; there was an unspoken trust between us despite the incredible revelation that had just been made. I looked up at him, trying to read his expression, searching for some sign that this was all a terrible mistake. "Do you think...?"

"I don't know," he said honestly. "But we need to figure it out together." And with those words, I felt a wave of comfort and reassurance wash over me, despite the fear and uncertainty still lurking just beneath the surface. There was something in his voice that told me, even if everything else seemed strange and impossible...he truly did love me.

"H-Hold on! Wh-What are you doing?" I stuttered, my heart racing as he pressed me against the wall. His touch sent shivers down my spine and an unfamiliar thrill coursed through my veins. "Y-You can't just... Just because something like this is happening..." I trailed off, my breath coming in short gasps as he continued to thrust into me with every word.

"Because it feels good," he growled, pushing deeper still. His words ignited a fire within me that burned hotter than anything I'd ever known before. "And because I want you." And then, as if to drive home his point, he leaned in and nipped at my neck, sending electric shocks straight to my core.

"Oh... God..." I moaned, unable to resist him any longer. His strength and passion were intoxicating, washing away