Trophy Wife

Candace had gone to the salon at Jim’s request. They had discussed it like adults and come to a decision. She was to become Jim’s trophy wife. At first she wasn’t too pleased about the idea but as Jim had explained, He earned so much money that she didn’t need to work and if she were  to be around the house all day he wanted her to spend time looking good and being ready for sex so that she could support him emotionally, in exchange for him supporting her financially. Reluctantly she had agreed, she never was good at arguing with Jim, she just loved him too much.

She walked in and asked for the trophy wife package. The staff took her over to a computer where she filled out all the forms to say she was happy with the personality changing aspects of the treatment and selecting the more specific parts of the makeover.

After she had finished she was lead over to have her hair washed and dyed. It took a long while but the staff were great and kept bringing her fruity cocktails, which made her head feel fuzzy. They told her this was normal and it was getting her ready for the personality modifications that she had selected earlier. Soon enough as she was placed under the dryer Candace quickly fell asleep. 

The the staff turned on the brainwashing part of the dryer and started programming in the subliminal messages, to turn her into the trophy wife she had selected.

Candi woke up under the dryer feeling very different. She had expected the knowledge of fashion and beauty. The desire to always look her best felt like it was just who she was, as if she had never been any different. As the stylists worked on her hair she was given a catalogue of expensive clothes, shoes and jewellery to chose from in order to fill her new wardrobe. She pretty much selected everything, her husband could afford it. Besides that was what he sent her for, to become his trophy wife. Candi giggled to herself, she was such a naughty little gold digger. Jim was such a fool to let her chose her own makeover, she was going to spend so much of that lovely cash.

 Jim arrived home from work that evening to find his wife all dressed up sipping a cocktail out on the patio. She greeted him with kisses on his cheeks, but refused to make out as it would ruin her makeup. Jim was made up with his wife’s new look. it was well beyond what he expected. That night they didn’t have sex as Candi said she was exhausted from the makeover. Little did Jim know she was worn out from screwing the pool boy all afternoon.

Life went on like this for the next week or so, Candi would always look perfect, but seemed closed off when it came to sex. Jim got worried at this point and rang the salon to check what she had ordered. they sent him a full rundown of her order. While he was looking through it he discovered she had selected the gold digging slut option. He went to find  his wife to ask why she had chosen that option, it was not what they agreed.

When he found her she was in the bedroom fucking the neighbour, she didn’t even stop when he walked in. Jim couldn’t understand what was going on. Later when Candi was done with her fucking, he confronted her about the option she had chosen. Candi never recalled checking the box for that package, she said it must have been a mistake. Jim demanded she go down to the salon and have it corrected. 

Candi just laughed “As if I would give up this lifestyle, this week has been the best!” She looked at Jim with scorn and told him she was headed out for a massage then teased him about how she was going to fuck the masseur senseless.

Jim felt powerless, he had lost his innocent loving wife for this gold digging bitch she had become. The worst thing was it was all his fault.