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Diary of a Jilted Lover
(AnonymousMuse)
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Diary of a Jilted Lover Or How I Ruined my Husbands Dick By anonymousmuse - March 1 I caught him just the other day admiring his dick in the bathroom mirror.
He wasn't jerking off, he was just standing there looking at the
thing. I mean there's pride, and then there's... Whatever Adam has. He's just obsessed with his cock, and the pleasures it
provides. Granted, it's a beast. At least 9 inches long, and maybe four
around? And he knows how to use it too, he could hammer nails with the thing. He's fit too. He's 45, but has the body of a 25 year old.
Toned abs, prominent muscles. Combined with his thick dark hair and chiselled
jaw, he's a good looking guy. If the bastard hadn't cheated on me, he'd be the perfect man. I knew something was off when he started hiding his phone. Normally I'd find
the thing on the kitchen table, on the bathroom dresser, in the glove box, but
recently, it had become an extension of himself, he was never without it. It took mere hours to breach his social media accounts. It wasn't even
what you'd call "hacking", just guessing which cliched password he would be dumb
enough to use. And there it was, in black and white. A chain of messages going back
months, to some blonde with tits like cannonballs. "I've got too much dick
for one woman". Can you believe he said that? Can you believe she bought it? They had fucked in MY bed, where I sleep! "What about Jane?" she
asked. "She'll never know" Adam
replied.
I swallowed all my anger, all my rage. I wanted revenge so complete, so total, that it would ruin Adam. Not just
for a few months until he finds a new girl naive enough to trust him, but for
his entire, miserable, pathetic, life. And his pride and joy would be the way that I would do it. - March 4 Sex is painful now. Not physically of course, he could still fill me up quite nicely, even
though I hate to admit it. But allowing him to touch me, to fuck me, when I hated him more with each
passing day took the greatest acting skills that I never knew I had. He liked to fuck me from behind, I guess it was a power thing? So I'd have
to lie there and moan and groan as he grunted and came inside me. He must not suspect anything. Not if my plan is going to work. I even sucked him off yesterday, something I hate doing, but I need to be
sure he doesn't realise that he's been found out. - March 9 I have it! It took some effort getting it out of the lab without getting caught, but
I have worked there for 13 years, they trust me, it wasn't a
problem. It's called "Estrogel", it's an anti-androgen. It basically
targets, and neutralises, the male sex hormone. It's used in prostate cancer
treatment, HRT and sometimes as part of sex reassignment surgery. But, you ask, what would happen if it was given to a person who didn't need
it? For ethical reasons, it has, of course, never been given to an
unsuspecting patient, but based on my research, it would interrupt the chemical
processes by which testosterone functions in the male body. This would make him physically weaker, more lethargic, and may even affect
secondary sex characteristics like beard growth, etc, but that's not
what I'm interested in. The primary effects on the male body would be sexual: Insufficient
testosterone has been linked to erectile dysfunction, premature ejaculation,
and even... atrophy of the penis! Basically, this drug kills cocks! Now, I just have to figure out how to get him to take it without realising
it... - March 12th It was so, disgustingly easy! I just played on his vanity. I told him, quite casually of course, that I
had read a case study at work about a new drug that enhances male sexual
performance. Normally he doesn't give a damn what I do at work, but he perked up at
that! He wanted to know what it was called, how it worked, what it did, could it
keep him hard all night, could he have multiple orgasms, he never shut up about
it. I told him it could make him a sex god, and I'd pull
some strings and get him some. I've never seen him so happy. Poor bastard. I bought some cheap male enhancement pills off of the internet, I'll let
him try those for a few weeks. Then I'll replace them with the Estrogel when I'm
ready to start my little experiment. I don't want him to associate any... "performance issues" with
the drugs. - March 19th Maybe I missed my calling. I should have been an actress! This past week, Adam has been taking the enhancement pills and fucking me
night and day, and I have been screaming and moaning like a porn star. "Fuck me, Oh Adam you're
so big! Oh, you can go all night, it's never been this good!" I want to convince him the enhancement pills are working so that he keeps
taking them on his own. The best fraudsters always make it seem like the victim is in control. This week has been bittersweet, in a way. I mean, he did make me cum a
lot, he even made me cum three times in one night before, he's never
done that before. Such a shame he won't even
be able to make himself cum when I'm done with him. Still, he deserves it, cheating bastard. - March 30th This is it. Adam bought a new batch (A mega pack, the vain prick!) of the enhancement
drug that I had given him. I specifically chose one that has unsealed capsules,
so that I can simply pour out the junk that's inside them (Believe me
guys, those things never work!) and replace it with the Estrogel. The plan is to start with a very small dose, and observe the results, and
gradually increase the dosage until I achieve the desired effect. Maybe I am an evil genius after all? - April 2nd Adam swallowed his first Estrogel pill today! I know because some of the gel spilled out of the first pills that I made,
and I could see it caked on the outside of the pill when he picked it out of
the bottle. My heart skipped a beat! I thought this was it, he will figure it all out!
Will I go to jail? Female sex hormones are not illegal, but feeding them to
someone without their consent certainly is! Then he threw the pill into his mouth without a word and went to work. I smiled, and then broke into a chuckle. The hardest part was done, now, I
just had to wait. That night as he thrust into me, I could have sworn he felt...
softer, weaker? Like he didn't fill me up as much as he used to? - April 5th Adam hasn't fucked me since the first day he started taking the
Estrogel-laced pills. He says he's "tired". Could this be a side effect of the medication? He does look quite pale. I
hadn't planned on causing him physical harm, I just wanted to
ruin the only thing he cares about more than me. The thing that he used to
betray me. - April 6th His morning erections have become substantially more lacklustre than
usual. His penis, once standing proudly at full mast, now lay in a mostly
flaccid heap against his leg. It could still be coincidence, Adam isn't a teenager anymore, he's
not going to have steel-hard erections every morning. It's too early to tell
yet, I will need to wait longer to be begin the next phase of my plan. - April 9th He's definitely getting softer! It almost seems like he's
getting smaller too, but this could just be because his dick is losing
rigidity. He took me upstairs for a quickie before dinner last night. He bent me
over the bed, doggy style, his favourite "power pose". It usually
hurts when he enters me like this, but this time it felt... positively pleasant.
He was still hard, but he didn't feel as uncomfortably big as usual. It was almost like he *knew* he was softer too, even if he wasn't
consciously aware of it. He fucked me harder and harder, as if trying to make
me moan in pain, but for the first time, he couldn't. He no longer had the dick
for it. I had to help him by rubbing my clit with my hand. I have never had to do
that before! Usually his cock was more than enough stimulation! Eventually, he came, and so did I. "That was nice" I said,
and he just grunted in disappointment. "Yeah". He replied. - April 11th Tonight, Adam had his first little... accident. He was thrusting into me like usual. This time I was on my back, and he
was on top of me. I was starting to get into it, Adam is, or at least, was, good at sex, he
can usually bring me off, even if he only cares about his own pleasure. I closed my eyes, both in sexual bliss, and to avoid seeing his cheating
face while he pumped his dick into me. Then I heard a "Ugh!" from Adam, and I looked up to see him pulling his
rapidly softening cock out of me. "Already?" I said,
genuinely surprised, secretly delighted. "Sorry babe, I guess I... I
was just... really horny..." "It's OK" I replied. "Were you close?" he said,
dejected. "Well, sorta?" I said. He didn't care about my pleasure, I knew that, but he did care
about his performance, and premature ejaculation was something a super-stud
like Adam would take very seriously indeed. April 16th Adam is starting to shirk his husbandly duties. We haven't had
sex in nearly a week, we used to do it once a day. I think he knows that
something is wrong, but he's too afraid to admit it. I will have to become more pro-active if I am going to take this to the
next level. - April 17th I was right!
"How to last longer during
sex", "How to have sex like a porn star", etc, but it was the more recent ones
that intrigued me.
There was even one for the dreaded ED, the male curse: Adam was in his mid forties, which is, luckily for me, around the age that
some men start to struggle in the bedroom department, so most of the results he
had found suggested normal "age related decline". This meant he wouldn't get scared enough to get advice from a professional.
Not until it was too late, at least. He was worried, but he hadn't said anything to me
yet. Good, I can let his own fears cripple him, then finish the job myself. - |