The Role Exchanger had not been kind to Juliana compared to others. Getting the bronze skin and tanlines of a bimbo. Her impressive chest size replaced with smaller b-cup implants. Her brunette bob grew down to the small of her back, bleaching to a platinum blonde. And most distressingly of all, her feminine slit inverted into a...humble set of cock and balls. Juliana never thought herself the kind of woman who would be in an open marriage, but if that was what her husband wanted, who was she to fight him on it? Honestly, their sex life was all but dead, and with Jude deigning to admit he needed- no, WANTED- another man to have his way with her while he himself was locked in a chastity cage was the final nail in the coffin of ever seeing her husband as a man ever again. Ironically, that would be the last time Jules would use his penis, because as the couple welcomed in their third, the Role Exchanger did its thing, swapping not only the couple’s genitals, but their fetishes, as well. To be honest, Juliana loved her husband DESPITE of his kinks, not because of. So getting shafted with his penchant for denial was unideal, at best. In fact, it wasn’t long before Juliana sought a chastity cage all her own, a request Jude was happy to carry out. Plastic, pink, and molded in the shape of a vagina, it was a mockery of all she had lost, and Juliana hated how much that worked for her.

Perhaps Juliana WAS actually more comfortable with sleeping around outside of marriage, considering how her sexual preferences (now belonging to her husband) brought him to find someone else to fulfill his needs. Or maybe Jude was explained by further mental changes, who could say? What was abundantly clear now was that Jude was the one cucking HER now, and was shocking good at it, too. The Role Exchanger hadn’t touched him nearly as much as Juliana, and was still the same-looking guy- save for the additional fun tunnel- but he still managed to proposition the SAME stud that was seconds away from having sex with HER, all that time ago. As part of the game (or just to be cruel) the two lovers delighted in sending Juliana plenty of update photos, notably those centering on a REAL man’s snake-like appendage. The appearance of the man stealing her husband away from her was inconsequential, no longer being attracted to penises anymore, yet the fact that ANYBODY was able to fuck around with Jude, while she herself was deprived of even the simplest of release was enough to get Juliana rock hard. Well, as hard as her cage would allow...