How could this happen to me Part 2

Debbie woke up feeling very groggy and lethargic.
Sitting up in bed she rubbed her eyes, her whole body felt sore and uncomfortable, she ached like hell. Looking down she was shocked at her appearance.
She was wearing her wedding dress, her breasts were hanging out and she had her big pink dildo three quarters of the way up her vagina.

“Oh my god”. She exclaimed. “What the fuck”.

Trying to think straight she couldn’t for the life of her remember how she came to be in this situation. Glancing at the clock and seeing it was about five minutes before Brian got home from school she panicked, removing her dildo and quickly taking her shoes, wedding dress, stockings and suspenders off she made her way unsteadily to the shower.

The hot water spraying her body brought some relief to her discomfort, she felt like she’d been in a car crash.
As she lathered her body she flinched as she soaped her breasts and nipples, they were so sore, she had the same experience when washing her vagina and bottom.
When washing her hair and face she could feel just how sore her throat was and her jaw ached. She became aware just how thirsty she was.

Having washed her dildo, Debbie put it back in her draw, she hung up her wedding dress, put her red shoes away, her suspenders and stockings in the wash basket.
Debbie quickly dressed in her normal attire and dried her hair. She desperately needed a drink.

Brian had arrived home and Debbie was relieved to see he was alone.

“Hi mum”. He greeted her.
” Hi love, no friends with you today?”. Debbie asked.
” No, haven’t seen Tony or Dave since we got to school “. Replied Brian.

Debbie gulped down a whole pint glass of water even though it was very painful to swallow. Her eyes were drawn to the badge on Brian’s school blazer and it made her feel uncomfortable, it was as if a sixth sense was telling her it meant something bad.

Brian headed for his bedroom to do his homework. Debbie made a coffee and sat at the breakfast bar trying her best to understand what had happened to her.
As hard as she tried, her memory was a blank between the boys leaving for school and waking up thirty minutes ago. Why was she dressed up like that and why was her dildo in her vagina.

Debbie very rarely masturbated and when she did it was always in the bath when no one was in and the bathroom door was locked.
She always remembered it and was never sore afterwards, in fact she didn’t use her dildo when pleasuring herself in the bath, she always used her fingers.

Her husband Martin had bought the dildo to spice up their sex life, he liked to watch her using it on herself while she sucked his cock. He would call her a dirty bitch as he came in her mouth.
Debbie never enjoyed or got any pleasure out of it. She only went along with it to satisfy her husbands fantasies, she would even fake an orgasm to fed his ego.
It’s not that Debbie wasn’t adventurous when it came to sex, she liked to be fucked in a variety of positions and places. She just wasn’t keen on a large rubber dildo being used on her.

Why would she be wearing her wedding dress, stockings, suspenders and sexy red shoes during the day? She hadn’t worn her dress since the day of her wedding.
Debbie kept going over and over her dilemma but drew a blank. It made her worried and frightened, something must have happened to her, she didn’t feel sore all over for no reason.
Still wracking her brains for an answer she set about preparing dinner.

Dave and Tony couldn’t stop laughing, they had both had the best sex they’d ever had, with the sexiest woman they’d ever seen.
Both of them were walking bow legged, as they headed home to change before heading for the high street.

Tony fed the debit card into the cash machine, tapped in 4545 enter followed by balance.
Both their eyes lit up as £5625 appeared on the screen. Tony withdrew the maximum £300 limit and they headed for the cafe to satisfy their appetite after their exhaustive efforts and plan their next moves.


That night Debbie barely slept and woke up early sharing a coffee with her husband before he left for work.
“Are you ok princess? you’re never up this early and you didn’t seem yourself last night “. Asked a concerned Martin.
“I’m fine, just a bit washed out. It’s probably just the stress of this relocating and not seeing much of you lately “. Debbie answered.

“It’s only going to be like this for a month or so while i’m organising my department, things will soon be back to normal.
Got to rush, bye love”. Said Martin, kissing Debbie and departing for work.
“Bye love, mind how you go”. Said Debbie.

Little did they both know that their lives would never be back to normal ever again.

Debbie picked up her coffee and headed over to the patio window. Gazing aimlessly over her garden she wondered what had altered her plans to do more gardening yesterday.

“Morning mum………MORNING MUM”. Brian repeated.

Debbie was snapped out of her daze by Brian’s voice. “Oh, morning love, sorry i was miles away “.
Her coffee was hardly touched and cold. Yet again her eyes were drawn to her sons school blazer badge and she shivered like someone had walked over her grave.
Why was his badge freaking her out? Forcing the thought from her head she made Brian’s breakfast and herself another cup of coffee.

It was soon time for Brian to leave for school.
“Your friends not calling for you this morning “. Asked Debbie.
” Doesn’t look like it, i’ll catch up with them at school. Bye mum”. Said Brian.
“Bye love, have a good day “. Said Debbie kissing her son on the cheek.

Barely a minute had passed when Debbie’s peace was interrupted by the door knocker.

Dave and Tony had been out of sight at the end of Brian’s road watching him leave for school.

Debbie opened the door and seeing the two boys told them. “Brian’s only just left, you’ve missed him by a minute, if you rush you’ll catch him up “.

“It’s you we’ve come to see Debs, can we come in”. Asked Dave.
Debbie was a bit confused and a bit shocked with Dave’s tone and familiarity, calling her Debs and not the usual Mrs Wilson.
Before she had even invited them in they brushed past her and headed for the lounge. Debbie followed, an uneasy feeling descending on her.
The feeling increasing as they sat either end of her sofa and patted the space in between them, Tony telling her. “Sit here Debs, there’s something you need to see”.

The feeling of forbodding intensified as her eyes were hypnotically drawn to their blazer badges and she sat between them.
“What is this all about, what do i need to see “. Inquired Debbie nervously.

Tony got up and picking the tv remote from the coffee table switched the tv on. He repeated the process with the dvd player and inserted their home made dvd disc.

“Well it’s like this Debs, do you remember telling us to bunk off school and sneak back here without Brian yesterday morning, you said you had something for us”. Dave lied.

“No i don’t, why would i ask you both to play truant, that’s absurd and stop calling me Debs, it’s Mrs Wilson to both of you “.