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Amiee was very excited for her birthday. It was, understandably, her favourite day of the year and this one was special; it was her 30th birthday. She had made plans to go out for a beautiful romantic dinner with her fiance. She had done her hair and make-up, and was ready to get all dolled up for her big night when she got the text.
“Hey babe, not gonna make it to dinner. Working late.”
With one little message, Amiee’s whole day was ruined. Of course, this was nothing new to her. Sadly, she was used to being disappointed. Her fiance never really seemed to put her first. It was always work or “the boys” or some other reason that he couldn’t be there for her.
No dinner, no fiance, no cake, she let out a deep sigh, happy birthday, Amiee.
The disheartened birthday girl tried to call her girlfriends, but no one answered. Well, she resolved, if I’m going to spend my birthday alone, I’m at least going to get myself some cake.
She hopped in her car and headed toward her favourite bakery, the Garnet Hills Dreamery. Every year, she ordered a cake from the Dreamery and it was the highlight of her day. On the drive, Amiee thought about how awful her fiance treated her sometimes. Still, she thought that maybe, if she called him, he could be convinced to come home. She phoned his office from the car and got his voicemail. The message said that he was out of the office until Monday. Tears formed in her eyes as she realized that he had lied to her. What a fucking asshole, she screamed mentally, hitting the steering wheel. She fought back tears the rest of the way to the bakery.
When she arrived, she wiped the tears from her eyes and tried to compose herself. God, Amiee, you look like a mess now. She took a couple deep breaths, faked a smile, and entered the shop.
Amiee walked around the bakery, trying to get her mind off of her fiance. She eventually picked a cake she liked from the display case and paid for it. As she was about to leave, she nearly bumped into a man. The man was very well dressed; his outfit looked like something out of a men’s fashion magazine. He was also very handsome; his dark brown eyes giving him a mysterious look.
“Oh, I’m so sorry,” Amiee apologized to the man.
He smiled sweetly at her, “No worries. It’s nothing I won’t survive,” he looked at at Amiee as though he was studying her face, “Are you alright? You look like you’ve been crying.”
As if on command, Amiee felt the tears return. She tried to hold them back as she explained the events of her birthday to the kind stranger. She felt a little silly for confiding in him so much but she really felt as though she could trust him.
“I’m very sorry that your birthday has gotten off to such a terrible start,” the man said, “but, if I may, you’re a beautiful girl. You should be treated like royalty. If this man can’t do that, find another that can. Don’t let others make you feel so poorly.”
Something about his words made Amiee suddenly feel a lot better, “Wow,” she perked up, “That really helped. Thank you, Mister….” She extended her hand to him.
“Legion,” he shook her hand as he introduced himself, “It was a pleasure to meet you, Amiee. I do hope you have a very happy birthday.”
“Thanks!” she beamed, her mood rapidly improving, “and thanks for the chat!”
As she drove home, Amiee felt surprisingly good. She had really enjoyed her conversation with Mr. Legion and decided that she was going to take his advice. This was her day; and she wasn’t going to let her stupid fiance ruin it for her.
She got home and put the cake box on the counter. Amiee went to her bedroom and put on the sexy pink lingerie that she had planned to wear tonight. If her fiance wasn’t going to treat her well, she would just have to treat herself. She sat in front of the mirror and fixed her makeup. Amiee had always been a naturally pretty girl and had never really worn a lot of makeup. Besides, if her fiance never seemed to notice or care when she did actually put some effort into her appearance, what was the point? Thinking of Mr. Legion’s words, though, she decided to doll herself up a little. She deserved to feel beautiful.
Satisfied and feeling extra sexy, Amiee poured herself a glass of wine and lit the candles on her cake. She thought about what she wanted to wish for and Mr. Legion’s words returned to her. She had always been the “good girl”; the girl who tried to make everyone happy at her own expense. Where did that get her? Alone on her 30th birthday? No one ever noticed her, or even seemed to care about her. He was right; she deserved better. For once in her life, Amiee just wanted to be noticed.
“I wish that I could always be the center of attention,” She made the wish and blew out the candles.
She paused for a moment, as if waiting for her wish to magically come true. Feeling a little silly, she cut herself a piece of cake. It was absolutely delicious! The icing was the perfect combination of sweet and creamy. This was exactly what she needed to feel better about her day. She finished her cake and took a sip of her wine; she was going to have a great night.
Then, all of a sudden, Amiee began to feel… different. She felt a little dizzy. Whoa… did the wine hit me that quick? she asked herself. It seemed unlikely, but she could not think of any other explanation. Her body felt electric and, as she ran her hand along her arm, a long white glove appeared.
“What?” she asked aloud, “what is going on?” As she asked the question, a matching glove appeared on her other arm. Amiee knew she should have been worried; that, normally, she would have been worried. But now, she just felt so fucking good.
Her chest tingled as she felt her bra struggling to contain her breasts. Within moments, they had swelled out and transformed into firm silicone implants. Mmmmmm, these look expensive, she said, feeling up her new tits, and they feel great too. Her outfit then changed into a cute pink and white babydoll with a big blue gem in the middle.
I look… mmmm… I look like a fucking princess! I love it! A devious grin crossed her face as she licked her lips. Inside, she could feel the good girl fading away as she became more and more of a slutty, bitchy, spoiled princess. She no longer cared about anyone, or anything, other than herself. A cute golden crown appeared on her head. She laughed and began playing with her pussy which already wet from the transformations.
She noticed her dark hair grow out and turn to a golden blonde. She bit her bottom lip, which felt fuller and sexier. Amiee loved that she was now a blonde bitch. She was hornier than she had even been before in her life. She rubbed her clit, eager to make herself cum. She longed to feel the rush of pleasure that came with being a selfish, greedy princess; to do something for no one but herself. As she approached her climax, she could feel the new her taking over. The goody-goody inside barely more than a faint whisper in the back of her mind. She plunged her gloved fingers inside her pussy and fucked herself harder and faster, refusing to stop until she came like a dirty, plastic slut.
Amiee felt her body begin to twitch; she knew she was about to get the orgasm she so desperately desired. She rubbed herself excitedly, moaning and laughing and crying out in pleasure as her body was rocked by the most powerful climax she had ever experienced. Her pathetic fiance could never make her cum like that. The blonde bitch basked in the afterglow of her work, the good girl gone forever. She felt fucking amazing.
She was still admiring her new body when her fiance finally returned home. He entered the living room and saw Amiee. He assumed that she had dressed up for him; she obviously wanted birthday sex. He began to unbutton his shirt when she stopped him.
“Ew. No. Fucking. Way. You really think a loser like you can actually be with a hot bitch like me? No,” she walked up to him with hunger in her eyes; her breath lingered on his neck, teasing him, “Keep dreaming, you worthless, pathetic slave.” She took a step back from him and pointed at her feet, “Now, get on your knees and worship me.”
_____________ Happy birthday, @amieebimbo! I hope the cake was good!
A wonderful birthday story from @bimbosanddolls ! I love it!
The Serum:
This is a request from jryan132:
Brian felt like shit. Three weeks ago his wife, Amanda had told him she was gay and that she was moving out.
He knew he had been a loosely husband, always at work or with friend and spend very little time with her but that she was a lesbian really came as a shock.
The women he had been with for 5 years had never even been attracted to him.
He didn’t know what to do and to his horror he figured out that she had started a new social media account and he saw she had cut her hair short and taped her breast down.
Brian couldn’t let this happen. He was desperate and would do anything to get her back.
He remembered that he overheard some of the scientist at work and that they was working on some formulas to make girls more feminine, it was meant for women in their late 40’s but that gave Brian an Idea.
He asked around about it at work and unfortunately it was not properly tested and there was no way they would give it to him.
But desperate as he was he snuck down to the lab during lunch hour and was looking through all the strange serums they was working on.
Eventually he found it and quickly got out of there.
Same day he called Amanda and said he just wanted to talk. She hesitated at first but eventually she agreed to meet him.
They met in her apartment and talked about the whole situation and apparently she hadn’t felt attracted to women until last year.
At some point she went to the bathroom and Brian looked around for somewhere to put the serum. Then he spotted some protein powder, and he knew she worked out every day so he emptied the whole serum and hoped it would work.
Not long after Brian went home exited to see how his wicked plan would turn out.
He checked out her social media account every day and at first he thought it was all for nothing. She looked the same and posted the same feminist stuff.
But then after a week she suddenly wore more make-up and her hair seemed to grow faster and it looked lighter.
«I never accepted any physical changes. Damn, I hope she is going to be alright.» Brian thought to himself feeling a bit guilty about his plan.
But over the next weeks she looked more and more feminine. Her hair had grown out again but instead of her natural brown it was platinum blonde. And her body had turned all toned and a fake tan was covering her body and her ass had bubbled out. Even her lips locked fuller and she wore a lot more make-up. And her post who at first was all about supporting female rights and fighting sexism become more about her and in the end she started to post pics of herself in slutty outfits and asked if she locked hot.
Her feminist and lesbian followers got furious at her and stopped following her but she gained 100’s of male followers by the day.
«Holy crap! I turned her into a bimbo.» Brian said to himself in amazement.
He had to admit he felt really turned on by how she turned out but he still felt quilty and went over to her place to try to reverse what he had done.
He knocked on the door and wondered how he would explain all of this to her but then the door opened.
«Brian? Like OMG. It’s, like sooo long time since I last saw you.» Amanda or Mandi as she called herself now said in a really high pinched voice.
«Listen Ama…I mean Mandi, there is something I need to talk to you about.» Brian said a little worried.
«Why talk when we can fuck.» Giggled Mandi and unzipped his pants and went down on her knees.
Brian was shocked by the slut she had become but as she started to work in his cock he couldn’t stop himself and Brian and Mandi fucked all night like rabbits.
That night all of Brian guilt’s disappeared. After a fuck session like that he could never go back to normal plain sex again.
They moved back together and Brian felt like the happiest man on earth. Mandi was like a dream girl and they had crazy sex all the time and several times of day.
But luckily for Brian he didn’t knew that Mandi was a really horny slut that could hardly walk an hour without orgasm so while was off to work she spent her day fucking the male man, neighbors and pretty much every guy she could find.
Chavy Gum:
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Diane felt a bit down. Ever since her husband had left her three years ago she has had very little luck with men. She had kept most of her focus on helping her daughter Victoria with her studies but now Victoria had graduated high school and after summer she would go to college.
Diane was very happy her daughter wanted to follow in her footsteps and become a doctor; she only hoped Victoria would have more luck with men than she had.
Diane wasn’t ugly or anything but she had a habit to always talk about her job and felt guys wasn’t so interested in a single mum who always talked about work.
One day when Diane walked home from the hospital and then young women approached her.
«Like Hey! Would you, like totally wanna try out this new gum? » Said the girl.
The girl was obviously a saleswomen giving out free samples of some new gum.
Diane was taken back a bit by how the girl talked and how she looked. She had long nails, orange skin, and high hair and was covered in make-up and her outfit hardly left anything to imagination.
«That has to be the worst saleswomen I’ve ever come across. I’m so glad my daughter is nothing like this chavy slut. » Thought Diane.
But Diane had run out of her usual gum and figured why not give it a try, and it was free.
She accepted the gum and put one in her mouth and continued on her way home.
The gum tasted a bit odd and Diane couldn’t help but to feel a bit strange.
When she got home her daughter sat in her room with her headphones and read some book about medical studies.
Diane thought about how proud she was of her daughter and then went up to her room to change.
When she checked herself out in the mirror she could help but to feel that she looked a bit different.
Her skin looked more tanned and she felt she looked a bit thinner and that her boobs looked a bit bigger.
«Wow, I must really be tired today.» She thought still chewing the gum and went to take a shower.
When she got out off the shower she stopped to check herself out again. She looked even thinner than before and her breast also looked bigger. She even looked a bit younger.
«This…This isn’t possible right? I mean this….Fuck, I look hawt. I bet these tits will give me a hawt cock to fuck in no time.» Diane busted out in a bratty attitude.
She quickly shocked her head and stared confused at herself in the mirror.
«Did I just say that? Why did I say that?! Why…Why don’t I go and find me some fucking studs.» She busted out again and licked her lips sexually.
«No! This isn’t me! What is going on?!» Diane screamed terrified.
Then she saw her appearance had changed even more. Her skin was now completely orange, her nail had grown long and slutty. She clearly had gotten younger and her face was covered in thick make-up. Her hair had turned into a slutty dyed black and she now looked like some chavy slut.
«NO! This isn’t possible! This cannot be me! This…Oooohhh Look at this hot piece of ass.» She giggled and slapped her ass. And as she admired her new hot self she felt a rising horniness inside her.
«Ooohhh this fucking tight pussy need male attention.» She said in her new bratty voice.
But then Diane used all her strength on a final attack to resist her corruption.
«Noooo! I can’t let this happen to me! I’m a doctor, not some slutty chavette. I must call the hospital. I must…….I must get me some fucking cock!» Said DeeDee the bratty slut and went to her wardrobe to find some clothes to attract some male attention.
«Yuk, WTF is this?!» DeeDee said in disgust, looking at all her old conservative clothes.
«Looks like this bitch must go shopping.» She told herself and was about to head out when she saw Victoria still lied on her bed reading some medical book.
«Ugh, she is such a disappointment. Always reading instead of clubbing and fucking.» DeeDee said disgusted by her geeky daughter.
Then she got an idea. As the good mother she was she figured out a way to help her daughter reach her true potential.
She picked up the back of gum from her purse and threw it in Victoria’s head and quickly headed out to find some more fitting outfits for her and her soon to be chavy daughter.
«Aw. What was that?» Victoria asked herself and took of her headphones and found the pack of gum.
She looked around so see where it came from but discovered she was all alone.
She didn’t think much more about it and picked up a piece and started chewing and went back to her reading.
But soon she felt really bored by the book and eventually lied it down.
«Maybe I can use a break. Maybe I need some….Maybe I need a big cock to fuck me like a whore.» Victoria suddenly said.
«Wha…What did I just say?!» Victoria said worried and then she spotted her reflection in her window.
«Is that…..Is that me?! How is this possible? How….How is it Im still a fucking virgin?! I better get my hawt pussy to work and make up for lost time.» Victoria said in a new chavy voice.
«What is happening to me?! I need to call….I need to get fucked! Time to find some jock’s to fuck this slut.» Victoria said.
«NO! I must resist this. I must figure out a way to stop this.» Victoria told her self-trying to fight what was happening to her.
One hour later DeeDee came home with bags full off slutty clothes and heels.
«Sorry it took some time, I couldn’t help to suck off a couple of studs on the way. » Giggled DeeDee.
«Finally. About fucking time.» Said a bratty chavy slut who came out of Victoria’s room.
«Victoria, you look so fucking hawt.» DeeDee said happy to see how her daughter’s corruption had turned out.
«Fuck, of course I look hawt, I mean look at this ass.» Giggled Victoria.
«And its Vikki. I fucking hate to be called Victoria.» Said Vikki and lighted up a cigarette.
DeeDee felt so proud of her daughter. She was so happy Vikki had decided to walk in her mother’s footstep as a bitchy, chavy slut.
In less then a week the two sluts had turned their house into a party/fuck house and was either partying or fucking the entire time. At first some of the neighbor complained but then Vikki and DeeDee went over to them and gave them some free gum and soon all the neighbors wanted to join the party.
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She used to be a stereotypical vapid blonde.
Then she discovered The Chaos Signal.
Now she’s something… different.
It had been a long fucking road trip. For some reason, the serum didn’t work like it normally does. I’m used to picking up a girl in some small diner, dosing her with the serum, and then having a vacant doll sit shotgun while I drive to the next city. Usually by the third hour they’re all giggly and horny, and we can have a good fuck to stretch our legs.
But for some reason, the girl I picked up just didn’t seem to want to be a vacant doll. She was pliable enough, and she followed me to my car just fine, but when she realized she couldn’t really do anything else, she started bitching at me! For some reason, I couldn’t even command her to shut up! For three fucking hours, I had a girl yelling at me, threatening to call the cops and whatnot.
“What did you do, drug me?” she screamed, “Too much of a pussy to tie me up and throw me in the trunk? I swear to god, you’re fucking dead!” Thankfully, she couldn’t move, but holy fuck… I swear she made me deaf in one ear.
By the three hour mark, I decided enough was enough. I found the nearest gas station and parked the car across the way so no one would hear her. I started walking to the gas station as I considered my options. I could just kill her and leave the body in some bush. We were far enough in the middle of nowhere that no one would find her. I abduct girls all the time anyways, so I wasn’t worried about her being ‘missing.’
I could give her another dose of the serum… I had never tried it before, and I didn’t really want to dump so much money on this bitch, but it could work.
In the gas station, I decided to just wait it out and see what would happen. I purchased a roll of duct tape and started to make my way back to the car. When I got there, however, I was pretty ecstatic with what I saw. She was no longer shouting. No, she was giggling. Her top was off and her bra was hanging off my rear view mirror. She was writhing in arousal on my leather seats.
I thanked my lucky stars and tossed the duct tape beside me as I got into the car.
“Ooh…” she said, “Is that to tie me up? Because that kinda turns me on…”
Elaine hesitated, serum in hand. “Are you sure you want to take this bimbo solution?” she asked. Clara was eyeing the small vial hungrily. “I spent days synthesizing a cure for you, and now you just want to go back?”
“Yes,” Clara said, rolling her eyes, “yes, a million times over, yes. It felt euphoric, Elaine, to be a slut without a care in the world. Living for the…” Clara hesitated. “…cock? See, if I was a bimbo I could just say that and be honest. Trust me. I want it.”
“Okay,” Elaine handed Clara the vial, “fine. Your choice.”
Clara pawed at the vial, uncorked it, and gulped down the solution. Within seconds, she was giggling. Within minutes, she was running her hands through lengthening, lightening hair, cupping her breasts, moaning. Her lips plumped and her skin cleared. “Oh, this is it, Elaine,” she said, “I need to find a cock! I need to find a big dick to fucking slam my brains out!” Compulsively, she tore her pants down and ran her fingers around a slick pussy.
Elaine watched the show with curiosity. The first time Clara had gone through this, it had disgusted her, but now… was it really so wonderful, to be a bimbo?
There was another vial of bimbo solution on the desk. Elaine picked it up and considered it. “Let nobody say I’m not up for new things,” she muttered, and drank the thing. Within seconds, a rush of warm, relaxing energy coursed through her body…
(Source: Incest and All the Rest)
“Oh, God. This is your fault. This happens to me every time I get turned on, I grow taller and heavier, my ass balloons out and my boobs get plump… usually it’s just me masturbating. You probably thought I was one of those cute petite girls all the time. Sorry you had to find out like this. I wanted to tell you, but things moved fast.
“You like it? I bet you do, horndog. But I like it, too. It makes me feel so sexy! And since you’re not freaked out, I know we can have some fun – get over here and fuck me hard, babe.”
(Source: Maxed Bimbo)
Jen’s eyes were wide as she watched the patterns on her phone shift in shape and colour and the sound of the low hum filled the room.
A friend had passed the program to her after they’d all received their mid-term grades, she’d gushed about how it had helped her study for the mid-terms and get an A on them, where as Jen had only just managed to get a C with the bell curve.
She figured it couldn’t hurt to give it a try and so she’d followed the instructions that came with it; find a quiet spot, dim the lights, lay down, get comfortable and watch the display. After that, do her normal studying routine and it was supposed to make her retain more of what she read.
The first time it didn’t seem to help much, but she had felt a little better after using it, so she’d tried it again.
After a couple of weeks, she was definitely seeing an improvement, even if she hadn’t noticed how the program was running for longer and longer each time she used it.
Nor had she noticed that she’d been slowly stripping more and more of her clothes off each time.
But it didn’t matter, after using it and the program opening up her mind, she studied better than she ever before, taking in entire chapters and committing them to memory. She was finding everything in her life easier.
Jen’s lips parted slightly as a soft moan escaped them, her free hand sliding down to her bare pussy as her mind emptied of everything but what was on her phone.
Suddenly a single word flashed in front of her eyes, “mindless”, and a shiver of pleasure ran through her as her lips silently repeated it.
Minutes later, another word came on the display, “obedient”, this time a gasp came with the pleasure as her lips quivered as the moved.
Finally the last word was displayed, “doll”, and an orgasm crested as Jen struggled to hold the phone above her.
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Jen blinked several times and looked at her phone, “Program complete! Study hard!”, was displayed on it and a smile crossed her lips as she stood up and walked over to her small reading desk with her computer on it.
She pulled up her course material and finished it in minutes, her mind absorbing every last detail of it. Then, her mouse flicked to her web browsers bookmarks and clicked on her favourite site for her recently newly found fetish.
It was filled with images and stories or latex covered women, hoods covering their faces making their puffy lips look even more pronounced along with the massive tits that each one had.
The stories were filled with descriptions of their mindless obedience to their owners and she leaned back, her fingers finding her pussy as she imagined herself being one of them.
She came another half dozen times before eventually collapsing in to her bed and drifting off to sleep, the only thought on her mind being how much she needed to find an owner for herself so he could make her in to a perfect living latex doll for himself.
Kelly grabbed her shoe and stretch her calf as she re-seated her headphone in her ear, over the last few months her early morning runs had become a welcome respite from her hectic days.
It was so strange too, she’d never thought of her days as hectic in the past, sure she was busy, but she had always been in control, determined, focused on what was needed to be done. But that had slowly changed after she’d been introduced to Tom.
As a rising star at the company, she was in line to become the youngest VP in company history, but she’d found one stumbling block that she’d never anticipated. As much as the old boys club tried to keep her out, even the other women in the company frowned when she routinely showed up at company social functions solo.
It didn’t help that at such functions she tended to have to beat off the men with a stick. She had to admit that she’d let herself go a little bit, focused on her career as she was, but even so she was head and shoulders above the other options the old boys club had on offer.
And so, just as she had with her rise to the top, she set her mind on finding someone to take with her. Someone who was beneath her status, someone to look good and smile nice… arm candy for her.
She’d gone through a few of them, finding only boys that wanted to dominate, so when one of her underlings suggest a blind date she’d agreed more out of resignation than anything else.
Tom turned out to be different than the others, a little older, a little wiser, a little more round around the middle… in fact he wasn’t at all what she had been looking for. But he did speak well and had been a hit at the first function she’d taken him to, so she’d thought he mind do for the time being.
On their second date they’d gone to a fancy restaurant and a clumsy waiter had spilled her wine all over her phone, the screen had flickered once or twice before going dark and she’d nearly taken the waiter’s head off as she screamed at him.
Tom had been a gentleman though and tried to calm her down, he’d just been out to the phone store before he arrived and had a brand new phone still in the box.
Kelly had smiled and gratefully accepted the gift as she’d swapped out her SIM card and gotten connected once more to the company e-mail system.
If she was honest, she hadn’t been very good company that night as she had pretty much ignored Tom and focused on setting up her new phone. But he took it in stride and she had to admit it was a quality she liked in him.
It was only maybe a week later that her headaches had started, mid day, deep in concentration on work, a sharp pain would shoot through her temples. She’d have to stop and take a break, wasting perfectly good working hours doing nothing until the pain receded. She’d mentioned it to Tom one night, she had seen him a few more times since the incident with the phone and each time her smile seemed to grow wider when she saw him.
Tom had nodded seriously and suggested that maybe she needed to get some physical exercise, he’d heard that it often helped with concentration. Something seemed… off.. about the suggestion to her, but she couldn’t quite put her finger on it. Instead she’d nodded and said she’d think about it.
A few days later she had gotten up earlier than normal and put on a new pair of running shoes and went for a short jog. She had heard about a runners high, but as she listened to music from her phone, the feeling was so much better than she had ever thought possible.
Unfortunately it didn’t seemed to help with her concentration at work, as the headaches became more frequent and painful.
In fact with her work deteriorating along with other in the company continually trying to stab her in the back, her life had quickly become miserable as her professional reputation spiraled out of control.
There were only two things that she looked forward to, her morning jog and her evening time with Tom. And her evenings with Tom seemed to have become more and more enjoyable each time as something tingled in the back of her mind and ran down her spine right to her pussy.
By the third week of dating Tom, it had surprised her when she had first thought of herself “dating” him, she hadn’t been able to keep her hands off of him and she’d given him a blow job while they were watching TV.
She had always hated giving blowjobs, the taste being the worst part, but when his cum flowed in to her mouth she found herself instinctively swallowing it and an orgasm blossomed throughout her body.
The next times they got together had gone pretty much the same way, until Tom had suggested that it might be easier for her to get down on her knees to give him the blowjob instead of leaning over his lap.
Before she really realized what was happening, she found herself going over to Tom’s place each night, kneeling down between his legs and sucking him off as he watched the news or sports of whatever else he wanted to.
He had taken to placing his hands on her head, guiding her pace, extending it out longer and longer until she spent hours between his legs, desperate to get her own reward. Eventually he released in to her mouth and her orgasm shook her body. Afterwards she’d stay there between his legs, his softening shaft laying across her face as her vacant smile crossed her lips.
By that point she had been spending her nights at Tom’s place, after all by the time she finished it was late and there was no point going all the way back to her place. And besides, sleeping in Tom’s bed meant that she got to give him a good morning blowjob too!
Then came the day that she had known was inevitable, her work was a mess, she’d bombed the last three presentations to the CEO that she’d tried to give and she had finally been fired.
She’d rushed right over to Tom’s place in tears, sobbing about how she didn’t know what she was going to do, but Tom seemed to not be listening as he guided her in to the living room. He positioned her right in front of the couch, pushed down gently on her shoulders as she dropped to her knees and then sat in front of her, a smile across his face.
“T… T… Tom… I… I…” she stuttered as something in the back of her mind told her she should get up and leave.
But before she could act on it, Tom fished his dick from his pants, grabbed her hair and pulled her forward. Without a thought she wrapped her lips around his shaft and let him guide her up and down.
“That’s right Kelly, not a thought in that pretty little head of yours. So much easier to just get on your knees and suck, isn’t that right?”
Her empty eyes looked up at Tom as her head nodded every so slightly as she bobbed up and down.
Finally he burst forth in to her mouth and Kelly’s orgasm consumed her as she swallowed every last drop.
The ringing of Kelly’s phone interrupted her jog as she slowed down and answered it, “Hello?”
“Hi Kelly, this is Dr. Kendal’s office returning your call. You left a message that your interested in breast augmentation?”
“Oh yes ma'am! Very interested!”
“Alright, we’ll I can fit you in early next week for a consult if that works for you?”
“Oh yes ma'am, that would be perfect!”
“Great, I’ll e-mail you the details. And have a great day Kelly.”
“Thank you, you too!”
Kelly let out a deep breath as a shiver of pleasure ran down her spine, she couldn’t wait to get her tits done for Tom!
After all he’d just accepted the VP position at her old company and she had to be the perfect arm candy for him at all those social functions he was expected to go to.
“Good, now feel the tension in your body and repeat it all at once…” as her arms and legs dropped so too did her mind.
“Good girl. And now that you’re here, let’s tell you all the wonderful things you’re going to do for me…”
Commission for JohnDylena. Just another regular cosplay spotted at the convention.
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Melinda sat at her desk marking papers, it was well past five but there was so much work to do with the semesters big project due earlier that day.
She took her glasses off and rubbed her forehead just as the knock on the classroom door frame jerk her back to reality.
“Melinda, you look tired, why don’t you go home?” Denis, the VP, said.
“Hi Denis, just a few more papers to go.”
Denis walked towards her desk and she noticed he had a gym bag with him. He reached in and pulled out a bottle of water.
“Well you certainly look like you could use a break. Would you like some water?”
Melinda licked her parched lips, “That would be great, thanks.”
She cracked open the top and took a sip, it tasted great and she took a deeper swig.
It was followed by several more until the entire bottle was gone.
“You were thirsty weren’t you?“
“Uh, yea…I guess so.”
Melinda suddenly felt a lightness come over her as she licked her lips of the last droplets of water from the bottle.
“Would you like another one?” Denis said as he pulled another bottle from his bag.
Melinda said nothing but swiped the bottle away from him and started to chug it down.
As she did Denis watched the changes start. Melinda was only 32 but years of teaching fell away, her skin tightened, her hair which had been short and dyed blond grew out well past her shoulders in her natural black.
Then the pounds started to shed, while her chest swelled outwards. She finished the second bottle and leaned back in her chair as the changes swept over her.
A little while later they subsided and she blinked several times before sitting back up.
“Like, Denis, what happened?”
“My dear, students address me as Mr. Johnson.”
“But, like, I’m a teacher!”
“Really Milly? What’s that paper in front of you say?”
“Addy vance Poop alots… 1… 2… 3…” Milly replied as she started to count out the number on her fingers.
“Now, now Milly, if you can’t even read Advanced Calculus 101, how can you be the teacher?”
“Like, your right! Your so smart! But like, why am I here after school then?”
“Well your not a very good student so I’m here to do some extra credit work with you of course.”
“Oh my good, thanks Mr. Johnson!”
“But I don’t teach student’s that aren’t in uniform.”
Milly looked down at her clothes, they looked liked something an old woman would wear.
“Lucky for you I have an extra uniform right here in my gym bag, why don’t you get changed while I wait outside.“
“Your the best Mr. Johnson!”
Milly opened the gym bag and pulled out the uniform, there were other things in it as well, makeup and shoes!
* * *
Denis walked back in to the classroom and found Milly decked out in the sexy schoolgirl outfit he’d had in the gym bag, she’d even applied the makeup he’d included.
Milly twirled a strand of hair and cast her gaze downwards before looking back up, sticking her chest out puckering her lips.
“So, like, Mr. Johnson, what kind of extra credit work can I do to get an A?”