My Rocky Relationship with Sheila–Part 1 of 4
CHAPTER 1 Sheila’s told me probably a hundred times that I sleep like I’m dead. There isn’t much that will wake me, often not even the alarm, and probably not even an earthquake. She wakes me by shaking me violently in frustration as the alarm continues its horrible intermittent blaring. I guess she proved it last night—I was really changed when I woke up this morning. I went to scratch my balls, and when I did I noticed something was drastically different. I hurried to the bathroom to check out the mirror and take a piss. “Fuck!” I had to sit down to pee. My pubic area had been completely shaved and my cock was encased in a stainless steel cage. I flushed once I was done and went to find my wife. She was, …