Jason Stone, a notorious playboy, was known for living fast and leaving a trail of broken hearts in his wake. So it shocked everyone when he suddenly settled down with the rich heiress, Victoria Duval. After only a few months of a whirlwind romance, their engagement was announced, and their friends and families prepared for an extravagant wedding.
“What’s the deal, man?” Jason’s friends asked, puzzled by his sudden change of heart. “You’ve never been one for commitment.”
“And I’m not one for it now,” Jason replied. “But this lifestyle is expensive, and according to the bank, my debts have finally caught up with me. Luckily, Victoria is loaded! Marrying her means I’ll be set for life. But don’t worry. I’m not being put out to pasture yet. See, Victoria travels all over the world for her charities. So when the hen is away, the wolf will play. And she won’t suspect a thing! My charm will keep her none the wiser.”
His friends laughed, clinking their glasses together to toast his good fortune. But their smug satisfaction would be short-lived.
Unbeknownst to Jason, Victoria had her own agenda. Growing up with a controlling, misogynistic, and philandering father, she’d always wanted a partner submissive to her will - one she’d shape into the sort of feminine creature her father had tried to force her to become until his rather suspicious death. Jason was, in her eyes, the perfect target for her fury. All her life, men like him thought they could control her with their smooth-talking ways, and now it was her turn to flip the script.
Victoria wasted no time in carrying out her plan. She began secretly adding estrogen and other potent hormones to Jason’s food and drink within days of their marriage. Jason’s body changed gradually over the next few months: his muscles shrank, his waist slimmed, and his hips widened.
At first, Jason was oblivious. But when he started developing tender breasts, he could no longer ignore the strange changes. Horrified, he confronted Victoria, but she only laughed in his face.
“Darling, you thought you’d use me for your own gain?” she sneered. “I’m afraid you’re the one being used. I’ve always wanted a trophy wife, and now, with my money and power, you’ll become one.”
Jason’s once-athletic body continued to change, and in time, Victoria arranged for a series of surgeries to complete his transformation. His face was softened, his Adam’s apple shaved, and, finally, his manhood was sculpted into a delicate, beautiful vagina.
Once the process was complete, Victoria legally changed Jason’s name to Jasmine and began showcasing her new wife at all her high-society events. People gaped in awe, marveling at Jasmine’s newfound elegance and beauty.
“Victoria is such a wonderful wife,” they’d say. “She must truly love you to have paid for your transition. You’re so fortunate to have someone so understanding.”
Others would add, “You know, we always thought your playboy persona was just a façade. It must’ve been your way of coping your true desire to be a woman.”
Jasmine would smile politely, nod, and thank them for their kind words while fighting back tears.
One evening, as they prepared for a black-tie event, Victoria stared at Jasmine’s reflection in the mirror, her once-suave husband now unrecognizable beneath makeup and a luxurious designer gown that hugged her curves. “You used to think you could control women, didn’t you, Jason?” Victoria sneered as she used his old name. “But the hunter has become the hunted. Don’t worry, though. I’m not like the man you once were. I won’t abandon you as you get older to find a younger, prettier guy to change.”
She leaned in, her gaze fixed on Jasmine’s in the mirror. “Oh no, my dear. “You’re mine for life.”