Breast Expansion Slut Mind Control Male-Female MaleDom

1 of 4
by Orangutang

Frank Hogdkins is CherylAnn‘s boss and is the man behind the financing of
everything. He’ll eventually end up marrying CherylAnn, but only after he has
changed her into the big-titted bimbo ass-slut that he wants her to be.

The Start

CherylAnn shifted around in her chair uncomfortably as she tried to keep her
mind on the inane article in the magazine she was reading. Why were the waiting
rooms of doctor’s offices always so uncomfortable? She was nervous enough going
to see a new gynecologist as it was…

Dr. Harris uses hypnotic tapes to start the conversion. He also implants a
suggestion that her groin will begin to itch in about two weeks, to get her to
return so that the transformation can begin. The tapes will gradually cause
CherylAnn to change from a brunette career woman to a blond, very busty, horny
slut. The cool thing here is that CherylAnn will actually initiate all the
changes herself, but not understand why.

Dr. Harris had told her that the itchy hot feeling in her vaginal area was
completely normal, but honestly, it was getting distracting. It wasn’t really
pleasurable or anything, just inconvenient and uncomfortable. She decided she
just had to go back and see if there was anything that the doctor could do.
ChrylAnn couldn’t explain why, but Dr. Harris seemed so nice. He had a great
bedside manner and really inspired trust.

The doctor diagnoses the itching as a rare topical condition that will require
regular visits for treatment. This ensures that CherylAnn will return regularly,
and the conversion and transformation can begin.

CherylAnn returned home with her purchase. She went directly to the bathroom and
stared at herself for several long minute in the mirror. Was she sure she knew
what she was doing? Going from brunette to blonde was a huge change, after all.
She’d look totally different with her face framed by blond hair instead of the
chestnut shade she was born with. And the shade she had gotten…why, it was a
*very* light blonde.

And there were other things to consider about the hair color change as well.
CherylAnn had seen how men treated blondes. While men fawned over blondes all
the time, most of them assumed that they were all basically just bimbos,
especially the ones with hair as blonde as the shade she had bought. As she
thought about it, this thought strangely seemed not to bother CherylAnn. In
fact, it kind of…well, excited her. It also gave her a sense of power. “Just
think,” CherylAnn mused, “I can get all the special treatment that those other
women get, and as all those men are treating me like some dumb bitch, I’d be on
the inside, laughing at them. What a great joke!”

CherylAnn does in fact bleach her hair blond, and begins to wear a bit of
make-up to work. This is the first step in her transformation, and the mental
suggestions from Dr. Harris’ treatment begin to take subtle effect, shortening
her attention span a bit and starting the slow subtle increase in her libido.

Work was kind of strange this week. In addition to all the attention that
CherylAnn had gotten since her hair color change; she had begun to catch herself
getting distracted. Before, her job had always been something that CherylAnn
took pleasure in. Lately she was just finding it boring. Just about anything
could distract her from the morass of numbers that swam on the pages before her.
She’d find herself staring off into space sometimes, her mind a million miles
away from whichever account she was working on.

And strangely, more and more of these reveries seemed to be dissolving into
sexual daydreams! CherylAnn found herself contemplating the crotches of her male
coworkers from afar, wondering idly what they were packing under those
pants…occasionally she’d get aroused enough that she’d have to make a trip to
the bathroom for some relief.

Over the next couple of weeks, her distraction level got higher and higher.
Sometimes she’d lose concentration in the middle of someone speaking to her. She
knew it was making her seem a bit dim at times, but she just couldn’t help it,
no matter how hard she tried. While the attention of the office’s men continued
unabated, CherylAnn began to hear muffled whispers from the women about ‘the
hair color fits her’ and ‘it’s bringing out her true nature’. She would
occasionally overhear blond jokes in the bathroom as well.

All this left CherylAnn strangely unhurt. She felt almost distant from them,
strangely superior. Even when she overheard some women in the ladies room refer
to her as a ‘ditzy blonde’. It just made her even more determined to continue
improving herself.

‘These catty bitches are all just jealous,’ she thought to herself indignantly.
‘Just because I’m getting more attention from the men in my office, they hate
me. Well, I’ll show them. If they think I have all the men’s attention now, just
wait ’til they see me in action! I’ll have every man in this office eating out
of my hand!’ Her finger began to caress her clitoris as she sat on the toilet
fuming, and the rush of pleasure from her quickly coming orgasm cemented her
resolve.

The very next week CherylAnn began to put her plan into action. She first began
with her appearance. She decided that a wardrobe change was in order, so it was
off to the mall. She purchased a whole new range of clothing. None of it was
really inappropriate for the office (well maybe a little, she giggled to
herself) but for CherylAnn it represented a drastic change in fashion direction.

First to go was her old underwear. ‘If I’m going to build a new me, I’ve got to
start from the ground up,’ she thought. Out went the dowdy old cotton panties
and plain bras she normally wore. She went to Victoria’s Secret and nearly
cleaned them out of things in her size. She now had a wide range of sexy undies.
From T-back thongs to tight silk full-cuts, and a great collection of bras that
really shaped and accented her figure.

‘No more pants’ was her next decision. ‘Sexy women always wear skirts, and I’m
gonna be so sexy that those other bitches won’t know what hit ‘em!’ To this end
she had bought a wide range of skirts, from long, tight sheath skirts, slit
provocatively up the back or side of course, to miniskirts that definitely were
near the limit of the office dress code. Flat shoes were out as well, and
CherylAnn spent not a little cash buying new several new pairs of high heel
shoes. She was very careful with her choices, wanting to make sure that she was
never lacking for stylish and flattering clothing.

The next thing she did was get here nails done. Well, perhaps that didn’t quite
capture the essence of what she did, because she’d had simple manicures before.
This time, CherylAnn got nails *done*. She let the girls at the nail salon have
their way with her, and when they were done, she walked out of there with
rock-hard 1 ½ inch acrylic talons, painted a deep wine color.

CherylAnn started to play up the bimbo angle a bit too. Over the next month or
so, she gradually began consciously cultivating some behaviors that backed up
the visual image she was presenting. They were all little changes, but she
thought they might matter for some reason.

First of all, she changed her reading habits. CherylAnn had always enjoyed
reading history and fiction, but she set those books aside for now. In fact she
actually went so far as to pack up all of her books, clearing her bookshelves.
Instead of her usual recreational reading, she started to buy magazines like
Cosmopolitan, Elle, Seventeen, etc. She started to read them thoroughly,
absorbing all the advice on improving herself that she could.

Using what she learned from her magazines, she began to work on all aspects of
her behavior. She stand in front of the mirror all evening, practicing how to
stand, how to walk, and just generally how to attract the attention of others
with her body. CherylAnn tried never to just stand, but always to pose.

She adopted some mannerisms as well, like playing with her hair, checking her
make up frequently and touching it up, and generally just primping and preening
like a teenager. She consciously tried not to laugh, but instead to giggle, and
she tried to speak in a softer more feminine tone than her usual direct way.

CherylAnn also consciously started to “dumb down” her vocabulary, and stopped
trying to hold her own in important discussions around the office anymore.
After all, men didn’t like women who were smarter than they were.

The most important change she made was in how she dealt with the men around the
office. After about a month of reading women’s magazines and absorbing all the
good info that she could, CherylAnn started to flirt. Mercilessly.

She started to change the way she lived at home, too. She changes the decor in her
apartment, going from utilitarian living to stylish and sexy pad…a real sex
den, of sorts.

CherylAnn couldn’t help it. Even though she knew it was bad, she just couldn’t
keep her mind off sex. As she ran a hand through her thick platinum blonde hair
she wondered about the choices she had made so far. She loved all the attention
that her modified behaviors were bringing her, but she occasionally wondered if
she wasn’t getting into the role just a little *too* much. She was getting so
used to acting like a dizzy blonde all the time, she wondered if some of it
wasn’t actually rubbing off on her. Still she couldn’t argue with the fact that
she was getting a lot more attention form the men, and she loved it. Every time
one of her male co-workers praised her appearance, or slipped a covert pat on
her ass, CherylAnn‘s pussy moistened. Her orgasms when she masturbated were
nothing short of earth shattering…and her fantasies were becoming more and
more oriented around actually experiencing the things that the blonde bimbo that
she was acting like would have experienced.

The above changes continue, and at some point, something triggers CherylAnn‘s
interest it getting bigger boobs. Maybe she overhears something in the bathroom,
or something like that. We add in an interest in pornography here as well.

There were no two ways about it. CherylAnn wanted bigger breasts…no, wait, not
breasts, TITS. She rolled the word around in her mind and it seemed all right,
so she thought it again…TITS. She wanted bigger TITS…yes, she liked it. It
sounded just the tiniest bit cheap, and that excited her. From now on her
breasts would be her TITS. The bottom line still remained. CherylAnn thought her
tits were too small.

All the beautiful women in the adult films she had been watching lately had
wonderful tits, full, round tits, with thick succulent nipples. And a bigger
chest would certainly enhance and cement the influence she had over the men at
work…she had seen the way the men looked at the more generously endowed girls,
their eyes often glued to the women’s chests, even when the men were talking
directly to the women!

CherylAnn flushed at the thought those men’s eyes upon her, unable to keep their
eyes off her breasts, hypnotized by them. She could just imagine the wonderful
warm weight of a pair of plump full titties on her chest, the way they’d bob
gently as she walked, how they would fill out her figure wonderfully…she
imagined lying on her bed, one hand gently stroking her clit and pussy, another
bringing an erect nipple to her lips to be sucked…

The problem was she just didn’t trust plastic surgeons…at least she didn’t
know any that she trusted. Maybe Dr. Harris knew someone? Sure enough, when she
asked him during her weekly visit, he did know someone!

“I know a Dr. Remington who is by far the best in his profession. Why do you
ask, my dear?” inquired Dr. Harris after the weekly treatment was concluded.
“Well…to be honest, I was thinking about getting a little breast
enlargement…” she said, blushing.

“My dear, that’s a bit of a drastic step isn’t it?” said the doctor. “I mean,
have you ever had any cosmetic surgery before?”

“Well, no,” CherylAnn admitted.

“Don’t you think getting a breast job is a bit extreme right off the bat, when
you don’t even know anything about plastic surgery?”

“I…I suppose…”

“Well, look,” said Dr. Harris, smiling at her, “why don’t I put you in contact
with Dr. Remington, and you can talk to him about it…but I might suggest
starting with something a bit more minor in the surgery department. I’ve seen
many women use cosmetic surgery to their advantage, but you should be smart
about it.”

CherylAnn gets collagen in her lips, just as a first plastic surgery experiment.
Her clothing continues to be provocative, but classily so, at least so far.
CherylAnn buys a dildo…just one for now, but her collection will increase
later…

Somehow we end up with the scenario below, CherylAnn sucking off a complete
stranger, just on impulse. She finds, of course, that she loves it. This might
lead to some glory-hole activity later, after things get more extreme.
Basically, she gonna love sucking cock…any cock.

CherylAnn parted her thick new collagen-enhanced lips and moaned with pleasure
as the stranger’s cock slipped past them to fill her mouth with its warm length.
She knew she must look hotter than hell with a dick buried in her mouth, and
that thought just served to make her pussy even wetter and sloppier than before.
She could feel her juices soaking the crotch of her panties, and she loved the
feel of the sopping fabric on her cunt.

She swallowed just as she had read about as the cock pushed deeper into her
mouth, its hot bulk intruding past her mouth into her throat. CherylAnn was
rewarded when her lips came to rest against the groin of the man, his balls
resting against her chin. He was all the way in her mouth! Her first
deep-throat! She could feel his cock throb in her throat, and she looked up at
where the stranger’s face must have been, though it was still shrouded in
darkness.

The man began to move his cock slowly out of CherylAnn‘s mouth, and then back in
again, and CherylAnn relaxed her throat each time to allow the penis entry. Soon
the man was moving at a slow but regular pace, alternately thrusting deep into
CherylAnn‘s mouth, then out. The only sounds were the passing cars and the wet
slurping of dick between lips.

She felt as if she was in a dream. The cock tasted so good, and she felt so
alive, so horny, so bad, with this stranger shoving his prick into her hungry
mouth. She liked the feeling…a lot.

The stranger was getting ready to cum, CherylAnn could tell. He was getting a
bit more careless and forceful with his fucking of her mouth. As he bucked his
hips back and forth, small groans began to issue from the hidden face above.
CherylAnn felt so powerful, so in control! She was the one in the driver’s seat,
she was the controller of this strange mans pleasure, and the source of it all.
She sucked hungrily as the man began to cum, pulling her head back off his cock
a bit so that the head was in her mouth. Hot liquid squirted from the cock, in
amounts that surprised CherylAnn. She was unprepared for the volume of the man’s
load.

The cum spilled from CherylAnn‘s lips, running down her chin in thick white
rivulets, dripping onto the front of her black cotton dress. She drank what she
could, savoring the taste of the hot liquid. While she expected the cum dripping
from her face to feel gross, it felt strangely good, natural even. She ran her
tongue slowly over her lips savoring the taste of the thick white semen.

There was a flash of light from above, and she realized quickly that her picture
was being taken! Her knee jerk reaction would normally have been to stand up and
sock the strange man, but instead she found herself *incredibly* turned on at
the thought of there being a permanent record of her behavior.

Almost before she knew it, CherylAnn was playing to the camera. She rubbed the
strangers cock around her face, smearing the cum all over her lips mouth and
chin. She licked her blow-job-made lips lasciviously, suckled the last of his
cum from his cock, then scraped the remaining cum on her face into her mouth
with a great show of licking and smacking. “God damn!” she thought “cum tastes
*good*.” All the while the stranger’s camera flashed away, taking picture after
picture of CherylAnn at work.

CherylAnn Becomes a Slut:
2 of 4
by Orangutang
(m+/f, breast, slut, transform, bimbo, mc)

This is obviously still the early stage of CherylAnn‘s transformation. The
breast enhancement hasn’t happened yet, after all, and her libido is still
getting stronger…the mental changes continue, and CherylAnn begins to act more
and more like she looks. Don’t skimp on the internal monologue here.
CherylAnn gets her first boob job. She’ll get another one later, but for now her
breasts just become large, say from B to D cup.

The comments and looks from the other women just got worse when CherylAnn
returned from her sick leave, but her fat tits made her the center of attention
for all the men in the office. CherylAnn had bought a bunch of bras that lifted
and cradled her boobs wonderfully, making them look even bigger then they now
were. Mr. Hogdkins loved them, however. He told her frequently how good they
looked on her, and much he loved women with big breasts, and this thrilled
CherylAnn to no end.

A scene with her in front of a mirror, admiring her new boobs as she tries on
some newer, slightly more risqué clothing. Eventually she gives up her “career”
job, but is transferred to be the bosses new “personal assistant.”

CherylAnn mewled with pleasure as she was fucked from either end. She was on all
fours and still dressed, her skirt bunched up around her waist, t-back panties
pulled to the side. Bob Henderson’s large prick slid in and out of her cunt,
while Mr. Hogdkins fucked her mouth and throat deeply. CherylAnn had finally
mastered breathing through her nose, so she had no problem with the length of
flesh that pistoned between her lovely red lips. Her fat new titties had spilled
out of her silky bra and were hanging from her open blouse. The nipples were
just brushing the carpet, swinging back and forth as she swayed to the fuck
motion. The sensation as the nipples brushed the carpet were driving her crazy.
She loved her titties.

The two men pounded into her for…well, CherylAnn couldn’t really tell. She was
lost in a haze of orgasm. All she could think of was how good this felt, how
right, how proper. She felt like a REAL woman, not like those bull dyke bitches
in the outer office. REAL women got FUCKED, and CherylAnn knew that she wanted
to be as much a real woman as possible. She wiggled her butt and ground back
against Bob, while looking Mr. Hogdkins right in the eye, and making little
moaning pleasure noises.

CherylAnn had been a little freaked when Mr. Hogdkins had first invited a
favored junior executive to their morning “sessions.” However, it seemed so far
that Mr. Hogdkins knew her better than she knew herself, so she had acquiesced.
The way that she felt now was just more evidence for her that she was meant to
be the person she was becoming, and that Mr. Hogdkins was helping her along.
CherylAnn absolutely *loved* having more than one cock in her at a time. Often
times now she’d be sitting at her desk filing and shaping her long hard nails,
fixing her make-up, or reading some torrid, trashy romance novel and her mind
would wander to memories of her pussy and mouth, both crammed full of luscious
cock flesh.

Finally with twin grunts the two men came. Henderson’s prick spasmed inside her
and she felt the wonderful heat of his cum splattering the inner walls of her
cunt. Mr. Hodgkins prick disgorged its usual hot thick load into CherylAnn‘s
sucking mouth, and she savored its taste as she swallowed every drop. Bob pulled
out of her with a wet slurp and brought his cock up to her mouth as well.
CherylAnn rocked back onto her knees and began to suck both men’s cocks clean.

“My god Hogdkins, she’s incredible!” gasped Bob as he looked down at the buxom
blonde on her knees before him cramming two softening cocks into her lovely
mouth.

“I hope you *slurp* liked that boys,” CherylAnn said “,because I know I did. You
can fill me up any time, Mr. Henderson…if Mr. Hogdkins say OK, that is.”

CherylAnn giggled and smiled at Mr. Hogdkins, and licked her lips, savoring both
the taste of cum and of her own pussy juice.

She stood and pulled her panties back over her crotch. “I want to keep all that
nice hot cum inside me for as long as I can.” she said to the two open-flyed
men. She smoothed down her short flippy skirt, adjusted her breasts back inside
her shirt, and minced out the door, returning to her desk. She smiled at the
feeling of the thick cum squishing around in her pussy as she sat.

CherylAnn knew what the other bitches in the office thought of her by this time,
but she knew that they were just jealous. Because she was riding the boss’s rod,
she could get away with just about anything she wanted to do. She completely
ignored the office dress code these days, wearing super-short tight skirts and
almost see-through blouses to the office pretty regularly. But her clothes were
always perfectly coordinated. She always made her face up immaculately every
morning, and styled her thick white-blonde hair carefully to get just the right
effect.

She had gotten a few extra piercing in her ears now as well. She was up to
three in each ear now, and she loved big hoop earrings, and wore them almost
every day.

A tour of CherylAnn‘s desk today would shock anyone who knew her a few months
ago. Gone were the stacks of important papers, the reference books, all the
accoutrements of her old position. CherylAnn didn’t miss them a bit. They were
so dry and boring. She really didn’t understand what the hell she had been
thinking when she was reading them before. The only reading material on her desk
now were the newest issues of about five women’s fashion magazines, and a few
extremely trashy romance novels. The sex in them bordered on the pornographic,
but CherylAnn liked that. Sex interested her.

Her cunt juiced like no tomorrow these days, and she almost always kept a few
spare pairs of panties in her desk.

CherylAnn becomes “addicted” to cock (not literally) and starts going to a local
glory hole place a couple of times a week. Starts to modify her clothing even
further. Sluttier underwear, more risqué clothing, jewelry.

CherylAnn‘s third breast enhancement had gone off without a hitch. By now she
totally trusted Dr. Remington, and let him go to work without a second thought.
“You, like *know* what I want, doctor” she had said to him in the office the day
before. “I want you to gimme the biggest, sexiest most suckable, fuckable
titties you’ve ever seen on a girl. I want big, fat, juicy bimbo titties.” The
doctor had acquiesced quickly after CherylAnn had shown him just what those nice
big lips he had given her were *really* good for. As the doctor shot his thick
load all over her mouth, tongue and chin and she sucked it up hungrily,
CherylAnn knew she’d get nothing but the best treatment. Frank wouldn’t have to
pay much for this improvement of her!

Since he was just enlarging the flex-implants that he had inserted earlier, the
operation took her only about three days to recover from. The doctor had told
her that she was going up to a 58EE this time, and her hadn’t been kidding!

CherylAnn had squealed with delight when the bandages were finally removed. Her
titties were huge, and they felt good! The doctor had done some sort of special
experimental operation on her back muscles, so she was surprisingly comfortable
with the new massive mounds of flesh on her chest. Her nipples stood out as
firmly as before, but the aureoles had actually been stretched by the operation,
and now were a good four inches across, and sensitive! She couldn’t wait for
someone to suck on them!

CherylAnn lay in her hospital bed, running her hands over her gigantic titties
for what seemed like hours, squeezing them and sucking them, exploring every
inch of her new rack. She played until Frank finally came to pick her up. He
brought a whole suitcase of clothing with him, all sized for her new attributes.

“Oh I just can’t decide what to wear” CherylAnn giggled after about ten minutes of
rifling through the suitcase. “Honey, why don’t you pick out something for me.”

“Certainly,” Frank said, smiling. He rummaged around in the suitcase for a
minute and pulled out a few items. “How about these?”

“Ooooo, hunny, they’re peeeerfect!” exclaimed the big titted blond. She quickly
pulled the white silk panties ant pulled them up her legs, pulling the thong
back tightly into her butt-cleft, and pulling the soft fabric tightly against
her shaved cunt. A white garter belt with white stockings was next, followed by
a matching bra that cradled and held her dramatic attributes, pushing them up
and together to form a wealth of cleavage. CherylAnn shook her shoulders, and
was pleased as the fat melons of her tits shook wonderfully.

Over this, she pulled a skin-tight white lycra shirt that had obviously been
made for her. It was tight in all the right places, and hugged her whole upper
torso, with sleeves down to her wrists. A pleated white skirt was next, covering
her down to about mid-thigh. She stepped into a pair of white leather ankle
boots, and then a frown passed over her face.

“Oh my, hair and face are a mess…”

As if on cue, Frank produced her hair styling and make-up accessories. After
about 15 more minutes, and she was a vision. CherylAnn loved what she saw as she
turned around in front of the full-length mirror. She was a vision in white,and
she looked so…so…well, lets just say that Dr. Remington’s “bimbo tits” fit
her to a T. Her nipples were hard and their ¾ inch lengths stood out like little
fingertips on the front of her breasts.

“Your new breasts are even more beautiful than before…I can’t wait to get home
and suck on them,” Frank said to her. “You look ravishing in white.”

“Mmmmmm, I love white too, baby” said CherylAnn, scraping her nails up the front
of his crotch, “so why don’t you put the finishing touch on my look with a big
load of hot white stuff on my face.” She sank to her knees, unzipping his pants,
and slurped his cock between her painted lips without so much as a single bit of
hesitation.

She buried his cock deep in her throat repeatedly, licking and sucking it every
inch of the way in, and out. Frank came pretty quickly, but he had obviously been
saving up. CherylAnn lapped and slurped luxuriantly as thick gobs of his cum
splashed against her lips, tongue and chin. Quite a bit dripped from her face
down onto her breasts. The hot liquid slipped down into her cleavage, a feeling
that CherylAnn instantly decided that she loved.

“Cummy tits,” she said to herself. “I *like* cummy tits.”

CherylAnn, I’d like you to meet…Magda!”

Frank gestured to the door at the other end of the room with the flair of a
carnival showman. The door opened, and in walked the most beautiful woman that
CherylAnn had ever seen!

The woman was redhead, with a wealth of thick light red hair flowing down her
back. Her face was a vision of sexuality, pouting lips painted a deep maroon,
hazel eyes bright and clear, unencumbered by deep thought.

Her titties were the next thing that CherylAnn noticed…they were at least as
big as hers, maybe even a little bigger! They looked like at least 60EE, and the
woman’s brassiere had obviously had to be custom made, like CherylAnn‘s. Magda
wore a tight black shiny dress with a bright silver zipper that went down the
front from her neck to where it stopped, about mid thigh. The dress hugged her
tits tightly, and they bobbed slightly as she walked into the room. The dress
looked painted on to the woman’s narrow waist and wide hips.

Magda’s legs were covered by black stockings and she wore shiny black pumps.

Magda was perhaps a little shorter than CherylAnn, but it was hard to tell with
the 5 inch spike-heels on the shoes!

“ooo, Frank, her thingies are SO big! She SO sexy!”

Frank held her hand as they looked, and she scratched her nails lightly against
the back of his hand. He looked at her and smiled, but CherylAnn was too busy
looking at the slutty vison in front of her.

Magda walked over to a nearby chair and sat down. Almost as if it was her normal
sitting position, she spread her shapely legs *wide* , and CherylAnn could see
that the slut’s cunt was totally exposed, and glistening with wetness. Magda
unzipped the front of her dress down to about her navel, exposing her massive
mams to the onlookers. It seems that the “bra” she was wearing was actually part
of the dress, for her luscious titties spilled out instantly. Magda sat there,
legs spread, idly stroking her shaved pick cunt and puckered asshole with her
long-nailed fingers of one hand while she pinched one of her thick brown nipples
to full erectness with the other.

“Ooooo, you’ll like me,” said Magda. “I just love to play with titties and
pussies, mine and other peoples…” As if to punctuate this, she slid two
fingers into her slick pussy, at the same time bringing the now-erect nipple up
to her mouth and sucking on it for a few seconds. “…so why don’t you bring
those big fat tits of yours over here and feed them to me, CherylAnn.”
“Mmmmmm…I think I will! Will you suck my pretty little cunt too? I like,
totally love to have my cunt sucked…”

“Oooo, you better believe it honey…” Magda pulled her fingers from her pussy
and licked them clean with obvious relish. “I’ll eat your slutty little pussy
until you scream…but what I really want is to suck on your titties!”

“Well, then lets get started!” CherylAnn exclaimed. She ran her little tripping
run across the room, fat tits shaking, ass waving, and Magda stood to meet her.
Magda grabbed a hold of the zipper that ran through the crotch of CherylAnn‘s
hot pink plastic shorts, and opened it quickly. CherylAnn‘s shaved pussy pouted
out from the opening in the pants like a damp flower, and she was rather shocked
to realized that she could actualy smell her own pussy! Magda quickly ran a few
fingers through CherylAnn‘s cunnie folds, and CherylAnn ground her crotch
against Magda’s hand.

“Ooooo, yes Magda, stroke my horny cunnie!” she breathed.

Magda’s other hand clutched at CherylAnn‘s big boobies, her long-nailed hands
scrabbling for the zipper to the pink plastic top that confined them. Finally
the redhead found the zipper and pulled it down savagely. CherylAnn‘s tits
spilled free, and Magda lost no time. She grasped and squeezed big handfulls of
the blondes tits, and leaned her mouth down to lick and suck first one, then the
other nipple.

“Oh, I *knew* I was going to like *you*,” Magda giggled. “You have such nice,
fat titties… I could suck them all day!”

CherylAnn lay with her tits spread to either side, her tongue and lips busy
licking and sucking and slurping at Magda’s wet snatch. At the same time, she
ground her hips down onto Magda’s mouth, luxuriating in the feel as the women’s
tongue lashed across her swollen clit and sent pulsing waves of pleasure
shooting through her body. She could feel the hot globes of Magda’s tits pressed
against her, and she loved the feeling. She wanted to feel it more often!

CherylAnn could hardly wait! Here she was in Dr. Remington’s office, and she was
going to get even *bigger* bimbotitties! She sat squirming in her chair, barely
able to contain her excitement. She tried to read a fashion magazine, but
couldn’t even concentrate on that…all she could thing of was bigger, prettier
tits hanging from her chest. She loved being fucked really hard so her titties
shook like jello. She loved any attention at all to her tits. Why, just this
morning she had Hal’s cock fucking her deep in her ass, and Magda had been
there, sucking CherylAnn‘s tits and finger fucking her pussy. CherylAnn loved to
feel Magda’s nails raking across her breasts, and she had lost count of the
number of times she had cum! And when she had a cock in both her asshole and
cunt, having her bimbotitties sucked blew her mind!

CherylAnn thought about the way she had used to be, the boring little creature
of a year ago. She loved the way she was now, she was a *REAL* women. She looked
at the other women in the waiting room, and pitied them. They occasionally
would stare at her and her amazing breasts, but they just didn’t understand!
Soon, Dr. Remington’s nurse called her name, and CherylAnn wiggled herself into
his office. Dr. Remingtons price was little higher this time, but by the time
his cock crammed up her asshole and he was filling her with his cum, CherylAnn
thought that there might be a definite reduction in price.

A few hours later she was under the anesthetic again, and it was all kind of
hazy for a few days. She was used to this all by now, and was not at all shocked
to wake up to the sight of even *larger* mounds of flesh crowning her chest.
CherylAnn popped both her nipples into her mouth first thing, and sucked on them
for what seemed like hours. In defiance of all logic, her nipples were actually
getting *more* sensitive the larger her implants got! CherylAnn had herself
cumming within minutes, just by sucking on her own titties! Of course, this had
gotten her little cunnie all moist and juicy and she just *had* to play with it
for a while…

CherylAnn whild away the day or two of her recovery in this way, in a pleasant
fuzzy haze of orgasm after orgasm. All the time though, she new something was
missing. She wanted a *man*. All the nurses were women, and not pretty, slutty
bimbos like CherylAnn. She just didn’t understand them. How could any *real*
women stand to be like that, all boring and sad.

CherylAnn hadn’t even realized it, but she just didn’t feel quite right unless
there was a man around to take care of her…and for her to take care of.
CherylAnn knew that she wasn’t very smart but that didn’t really bother her
anymore. She didn’t have time to think about things very much. She was always
busy keeping Frank or one of his clients happy. She also knew that thats how men
liked her, and she *loved* that. She thought about all those year she had wasted
being all professional, when she could have had all this fun! CherylAnn giggled
at how silly she had been in the past, and was determined not to repeat her
mistakes in the future.

After two days, Dr. Remington came in, looked her over (with an occasional
inappropriate feel that just made CherylAnn giggle), he declared her ready to go
home.

“You breasts are now a fine 58GG cup, my dear, just as ordered. I hope you like
them.”

“Dr. Remington, CherylAnn loves them! You’ve given CherylAnn even bigger
bimbotitties than before! Now all the boys and girls will pay attention to
CherylAnn! Is Frank here? CherylAnn want to show him how *sexy* she is!”

“Mr. Hodgkins is waiting for you in his car, my dear. He sent along this package
of clothes for you. He want you to get dressed and meet him out at the curb.”

“Ooooooo! Presents!” CherylAnn stood up, and immediately noticed that she had no
trouble standing, even though her chest was even bigger than she was used to.

The hospital gown hung from them like a curtain. CherylAnn quickly doffed her
hospital gown and tore open the package that the doctor had brought. She giggled
again when she saw the contents, along with all her make-up and hair stuff, and
hastened to fix herself up.

Frank sat in the car expectantly, looking at his watch. What was taking her so
long? Was he going to have to go in there and get her?

Just then, the clinic door opened, and out she came. Even Frank was stunned.
CherylAnn‘s newest breasts rode high on her chest like twin melons, her white
silk blouse pulled tight over them. They bobbed ever so gently as she walked,and
Hal’s cock immediate throbbed and hardened in his pants. The blouse was tucked
into the waist of a pleated plaid skit that swished about her mid-thigh as she
walked with her usual sensual prowl. Frank knew that underneath this outfit her
body was hugged by the PVC panties and special bra she wore. He couldn’t wait to
undress her!

She wore knee high black leather boots with a 4 inch heel, and she walked with
those little tripping steps of hers that he loved so much. CherylAnn had pulled
her bleach-blonde hair into a pony tail high on the back of her head, and wore
her usual wealth of make-up, eyes outlined and mascara, lips painted a shade
of coral pink to match her nails, and toes.

The overall effect was something like a Catholic school girl gone *extremely*
bad. Frank loved it, and he could tell that CherylAnn loved it too. She swayed
up to the passenger side window, and leaned in, showing off a cleavage so deep
that a guy could get lost in it.

“Hello there, mister” CherylAnn said. “I was wondering if I could get a ride
home?” She giggled and tossed her pony tail. “I like *totally* missed the bus
thingee…I have such a hard time remembering things like that. Especially when
there are *boys* around.” She giggled again, and ran a hand up the side of one
big tit, scraping her nails against the fabric. Her nipples were like the
proverbial bullet, sticking out through the silk of her blouse. “I could like,
make it worth your while and stuff.”

“Hop in,” Frank said with more than a little catch in his voice. His cock felt
like it was going to burst out of his pants!

As they pulled away from the curb, Cherylann leaned back into the car’s bucket
seats and plumped her tits with her hands, enjoying the feel of their weight in
her hands and on her chest. She looked over at Hal’s crotch and noticed the
long, hard lump that was tenting his trousers.

“Ooooooo, is that, like, for meeee?” CherylAnn asked innocently. “I haven’t
eaten in just the loongest time, and I’m a hungry girl. DO you have sumthin for
me to eat in there?” She eyed Hal’s crotch and licked her full red lips
hungrily.

“Why don’t you take a look and see,” said Frank, pulling the car out
onto the road. He was having a hard time keeping an eye on the road with the
voluptuous girl in the seat next to him! Her tits were incredible!

“Okay, I’ll take a lil’ ol’ peek and see,” she said, bright eyed, “’cause I
think you *do* have soomething for me and I’m so hungry,” CherylAnn
moved a hand over and began to stroke Hal’s hard cock through the fabric of his
pants “I couldn’t suck on a *single cock* while I was gettin’ my new titties,”
she said with a pout.

“Even Dr. Remington wouldn’t let me suck his, and I asked
him *reeeeally* nice.”

CherylAnn turned toward Frank, and brought both hands t o bear on his crotch,
rubbing and massaging the hardness she felt there. Frank looked straight ahead,
eyes fixed (with a ton of difficulty) on the road ahead.

“Ooo, you *do* have sumthin’ for me in there, sumthin’ yummy!” CheryAnn unzipped
Hal’s pants and scratched her nails over his boxers, quickly finding the slit in
the front of them. She didn’t even unbutton them, just pulled until the button
popped off, and Hal’s cock sprang free. “I knew it!” CherylAnn squealed, “a
yummy big cock! Mmmph!” She engulfed the dick with her mouth, swallowing it down
to the base in one motion. It tasted so good! She had missed having her mouth
filled with man-meat.

Frank gasped and clutched the steering wheel tightly, his foot slamming on the
accelerator for a moment before her regained his self control. CherylAnn was
moving her mouth up and down now, slurping sloppily on his cock. She was making
little moaning noises, and he could feel the warm mass of her tits on his leg.
Her nipples were so stiff that he could feel them pressed into his leg!

CherylAnn was totally into sucking the cock in her mouth. After all, it had been
*three days* since anyone had fed her any cum or fucked her. She was sucking
Hal’s dick with no hands now, but her hands were busy roaming around her own
body. Without ever removing his cock from her mouth, she unbuttoned her shirt
and began to massage her big fat new titties. They felt *so* wonderful. Her
other hand lifted her little plaid skirt and began to rub her shiny white PVC
panties vigorously. She was *so* wet, and she quickly pulled the panties aside
and stuffed two fingers inside her totally soaking cunt.

Frank somehow managed to keep control of the car as they left the city and went
out into the country. A few truckers got a good view of what was going on in the
car, and honked their horns and cheered at the couple. CherylAnn paused her
sucking long enough to lean out the window and wave at the truckers, scanning her
her big bimbotits at the truckers, and blow them a few kisses. She loved people
to see her titties. However, she was quickly on Hal’s cock again. Finally, Frank
drove off onto a side road, and stopped the car.

CherylAnn looked up from her pleasurable meal, and Frank smiled down at her
wickedly.

“Let’s get out here for a bit, and stretch a bit,” he said, a glint in his eye.
“Awww, but CherylAnn hasn’t made you cum yet. I’m huuungry, hunny!” she looked
at him with puppy dog eyes.

“Trust me, you’ll like the stretching that *I* have in mind” Frank said, and
stepped out of the car. His stiff cock was still hanging from his pants, and he
made no effort to put it away as he walked around to the passenger side door. He
opened the door and helped the topless girl out of the car. Before she could
even get her bearings, Hal’s hand was under her skirt, and his fingers were all
of a sudden inside her. CherylAnn‘s knees nearly buckled at the sensation that
were shooting through her body, but she quickly recovered and began grinding back
at him.

“Oo, yeah, your fingers feel *reeally* good in my wet little pussy,” she
breathed pressing her massive chest up against his, rubbing her little nubs
against his shirt playfully. “*giggle* but I think I want something a little
bigger to stretch *me* out.” Saying this, she wrapped her hand around his cock,
and began to jerk it. “I’ve already, like, *totally* stretched out my mouth, so
why don’t you stretch out another one of my holes.”

Frank pulled his fingers from CherylAnn‘s pussy and brought them up to her
mouth. Without a thought she sucked the fingers in deeply, and worked her tongue
over them ,cleaning them. “Mmmmmm, my little bimbo pussy tastes *good.* But it
*definitely* needs a good stretching,” She ground her chest against his again,
and could feel his heart race, and his cock twitch in her hand.

Releasing her grip on Hal’s cock, CherylAnn walked around to the hood of the car
and bent over, resting her huge breasts on the hood. She spread her legs, hiked
her skirt up,and ran a hand back through her crotch, rubbing the shiny
underwear that once again covered her soaking pussy.

“Hunny, get that yummy cock of yours over here and stretch me out! I *neeeed*
it!” To emphasize this last statement, she wiggled her lush as back and forth,
ground her tits into the car hood, and, pulling the underwear to the side,
slowly slid two fingers back inside herself…slowly.

Before she really knew what was happening, she felt a thick hot presence inside
her, and she reflexively pushed her ass back against it. She was rewarded with
the feel of Hal’s belly against her butt, and the warm good feeling that came
with having her pussy jammed *totally* full of cock.

The cold metal of the car hood made CherylAnn‘s boobies feel good. She pressed
her chest against the cool surface a bit harder getting even more of her
sensitive titties in contact with it. She was flexing her cunt muscles almost
involutarily, almost as if her cunt was sucking on Hal’s cock as it plunged into
her from behind.

“Oooo, yeah, hunny, fuck my slippery cunt…but don’t shoot your yummy cummy in
there…I want to taste it…..baaaaad!” She bucked her hips back against his,
and she could feel that he was going to cum, real soon. Finally her pulled out,
and CherylAnn dropped to her knees in front of him, mouth open, tongue extended,
mashing her tits together.

“Feed me, hunny, feed me your yummy cummy!” CherylAnn
squealed. Frank jerke his cock a few times, aiming it directly at the mouth of
the moaning vixen on her knees in front of him. He came, the seed shooting out
from his beet-red cock like a hose. A large amount of the jism landed in
CherylAnn‘s open mouth and she swallowed what landed there noisily. Some landed
on her lips and chin, and a bit splattered on to her tits. She immediately moved
forward to capture Hal’s spent cock in her mouth, suckling the last bits of
tasty yummycum from it.

Frank looked down at the big-titted blonde that kneeled before him, cum dripping
from her face, his cock resting between her succulent lips. “God, you are such a
slut!” he exclaimed, smiling.

“Mmmmmmmm hmmmmm!” CherylAnn nodded brightly as she continued to work her lips
and tongue around Hal’s softening prick. “Mmmmmm, I just love yummycum, all over
me!” She giggled airheadishly, and replaced her mouth over the object of her
desire and suckled away.

CherylAnn Becomes A Slut:
3 of 4
by Orangutang
(m+/f, breast, slut, transform, bimbo, mc)

Frank didn’t even bother asking CherylAnn to do any work these days. She was
just there as his trophy and his toy, and what a toy! Her mind was alway on one
thing…boys! She just kept getting ditzier and ditzier over time! For instance,
her newest thing was acting like a high-school bitch in heat. Sometimes she’d ask
him to “fuck her teeny-bopper asshole,” or to “cum all over my 16 year old
face.” I mean, the woman was obviously in her mid-twenties, but you’d never know
it from the way she acted! It a good thing there wasn’t a football team around
the office.

For instance, just look at her today! There CherylAnn sat at her desk, a fashion
magazine open in front of her, filing her now 2 inch sliver nails. She wore an
outfit that would have been far more appropriate on a teenage girl (albeit a
rich one), but that was mostly her style these days. A silver blouse was wrapped
around her fat tits, which she had in a push-up bra so they rode high on her
chest. Her nipples were as usual eract and denting the fabric pretty seriously.
She had just gotten her navel pierced a couple of weeks ago, and she loved to
show it off, so the blouse was tied off under the breasts. A matching silvery
pleated skirt hung from her hips with a black belt around the waist. It swished
delightfully around her thighs when she walked.

Her legs were encased in vaguely metallic stockings, and she wore clear plastic sandals with a 5 inch heel.
She had gone and gotten her long bleach blonde hair corkscrew-permed just
yesterday, and in hung around her face and down her back in ringlets. Large
silver hoops dangled from the three piercing in each of her ears, so large that
they almost brushed her shoulders. She also wore silver bangles on each of her
wrists.

Frank encouraged the other men in the office to treat her like a ditz, and the
women in the office played along to, just by being themselves. They hated
CherylAnn and the privileges and pay she had, and were constantly talking trash
about the “big tittied-bimbo” working for Hodgkins. When Frank had asked
CherylAnn about how all this talk made her feel,

Frank noticed that he had a hard on, just from looking at her. “Well,” he
thought “I should probably take care of that. CherylAnn…” he said into the
office intercom. He watched as it took her a second to find the right button.

“Yes, hunny?” she said in her high-pitched ditzy voice.

“I have some dictation I need you to take.”

“Oo! Goodie!” she said, and quickly stood and walked into Hal’s office closing
the door behind her. “Mmmmm, I, like totally *love* to take dick-tation, hunny.
How do you wanna feed me?” she queried, twirling a corkscrew lock of hair with a
silver-tipped finger.

“I have a very special surprise for you today, CherylAnn,” Frank said pulling a
lounge chair over from the other side of the office, patting the seat for her to
sit down.

“Oooo, a surprise!” she exclaimed. “I just LOVE surprises. Is is,like, for my
sweet 16?”

“Yes it is, now spread your legs wide, and close your eyes.”

Without hesitating even an instant she complied, throwing her legs wide open,
and thrusting out her hips a bit. Hal’s mouth watered a little bit at the thick
pouting lips of her pussy visible through her silky panties, and the wetness
stain that was growing on them. He pulled the surprise from his desk, a thick
rubber dildo with a handle on the end. Walking over to the girl on the chair, he
pulled her panties aside, and CherylAnn giggled.

“Now, keep your eyes closed until I tell you not to, understand my little
ditzslut?”

CherylAnn understands, and she *loves* to be a called a ditzslut! You should
call me that more often Haaallllll…” The last sylable was elongated as Frank
slipped the dildo into her pussy, pushing it slowly in until it stopped. Her
pussy could take a whole lot of cock, Frank noticed, as he moved CherylAnn‘s
hand down and wrapped it around the handle of the dildo. She grasped it tightly
and immediatly began to move it slowly in and out, fucking herself with it.

“Oooo, thats nice hunny, CherylAnn-ditzslut need to have her 16 year old pussy
packed full! Can I open my eyes yet, can I, hmmmm?”

“Not quite yet…” Frank said moving up to where CherylAnn‘s head rested. He
pulled out his dick and lowered it right down next to her mouth. “Now you can
look.” The girl’s eyelids fluttered open, and her eyes glazed over when she saw
the cock.

“Oh YESSSSSGMMMMmmmm, mmmm, mmmmm, mmmmm!” CherylAnn exclaimed, as Frank pushed
his cock past her willing lips and into her mouth, past the tongue and into her
throat. Frank began to fuck her open mouth just as if it was a pussy, plunging
deeply inside, then withdrawing, sometimes fucking slow, sometimes fucking her
face like crazy. And all the while she was slurping and gulping and giggling and
rolling her eyes up at him, as she fucked herself vigorously with the new dildo.

Finally with a grunt, Frank came, spilling his seed down the throat of the
hungry bleach-blonde. She moaned and flexed her lips around the root of his
cock. That when he knew what to do.

CherylAnn, you’re going to see Dr. Remington tomorrow.”

“*Mmmmmmphn…I like Dr. Remington, hunny.” She said, still fucking herself fast
with the dildo “*slurp* He’s got a nice cock and always feeds me a lot of
yummycum. Ooooo, hunny, *smack* what’s the nice doctor gonna do for me *now*?”
CherylAnn really needn’t have asked. She had been bugging Frank almost ever
since her last operation about even bigger titties. But she wanted them to be
different this time. She didn’t want subtle.
“I want everyone to know *just by looking* that CherylAnn is an airhead-ditzslut-bimbo-cockhole.” She had said,
raising her wet face from Magda’s dripping cunt. “CherylAnn want to look like
what she is, a horny bleach-blonde bimboslut!”

She knew she was going to get *even bigger* bimbotitties than ever before. Going
to see the doctor meant a lot of hot hole stuffing, and she always ending up
looking *so* much sexier when Dr. Remington was through with her. The doctor did
his now usual tour of CherylAnn‘s mouth, cunt and asshole, but this time he
invited two of his colleagues. CherylAnn sucked each of them in turn to erection,
and they stuffed CherylAnn *totally* full of cock; to her obvious delight. And
in the end she got to eat three big loads of cum! She was glad because she knew
that the next few days would be sad ones, no cocks, no sweet pussies to suck,
nothing…

CherylAnn awoke to the sight of absolutely the biggest titties she had *even
seen* bobbing on her chest! She giggled as she realized that she actually couldn’t
see her feet over the glorious mounds. And unlike her previous “enhancements”
there was nothing even the least bit subtle about these. They stood out from her
chest, hanging in a way that no real breast ever could. And her nipples stuck
out almost like rubber nipples on a baby’s bottle. Erect seemed to be the
natural order of things for them. Anyone who saw *these* boobies, even covered
by clothing, would know that they were fake, fake, fake.

This was exactly what CherylAnn had wanted. She was ecstatic! Now everyone,
wherever she went would know that she was the sexy horny slutty titty-bimbo that
she was. She spent simply *hours* just running her hands over their expanse,
becoming familiar with their every curve, how firm they were. once she was able
to get up, she posed nude in front of the mirror for *hours* just watching the
way her wonderful bimbotitties moved and shook. Once again, she had no trouble
at all carrying the weight. She couldn’t wait to baptize them with a nice hot
load of yummy cum!

She was so mesmerized by her bimbotitties that it wasn’t until a day or so later
that CherylAnn realized That something else had been done. Her sluttylips were
even fuller and thicker now than before, perfect for wrapping around a cock, or
cocks! These were lips worthy of having at least two thick pricks jammed between
them.

Her full recovery took about a week, and unlike the last time she had been in
the hospital, she had lots of visitors this time. Frank came by everyday (and
baptized her titties for her), and she was also visited by Dr. Remington and his
two colleagues almost every day. She was so happy, and everybody loved her
bimbotitties. Even Magda came to see her (actually, Frank brought her because,
like CherylAnn, she had a hard time concentrating on driving). Magda ate out
CherylAnn‘s pussy and asshole while just watching CherylAnn play with her big
fake titties, squeezing them and mashing them together, pinching and pulling the
nipples. What a wonderful week!

Finally, Frank came to pick her up from the hospital. He once again brought her
new clothes, and picked an *awesome* skintight neon green PVC dress for her to
wear, all shiny and pretty, with a zipper that went *all* the way up the front,
along with matching pair of knee high boots with her usual 5 inch heel. The
dress covered down to her knees, hugging her like a second shiny skin. CherylAnn
didn’t need a bra anymore since her massive titties hung high and proud on their
own. She didn’t get any panties with the outfit either.

She took a few minutes to apply her usual makeup, and do her hair. She paid
special attention to her newly pumped up lips, painting them a vivid red to
match her nails. CherylAnn pulled her hair up into a ponytail high on her head.
The overall effect was stunning.

“Ooooo, I look, like, *so* sexy, Frank…” she cooed, snuggling against
Hodgkins, her hand going directly to his crotch. She caressed Hal’s hard cock
through his pants, and ground her PVC encased breasts against him. “I, like,
*totally* luv my big fat bimbotitties, hunny. And my new sluttylips are just
*awesome* and stuff! In fact, hunny…” CherylAnn sunk to her knees in front of
Frank looking up at him and licking the lips in question, “why don’t you test
them out! My pretty little mouth hasn’t been stuffed with a cock in just
*hours*, hunny! I’m all hungry and stuff…will you feed CherylAnn some thick
hot yummycum?”

“Ummmm;.well,” Frank stammered “I’d love to, but I have a surprise waiting for
you outside;”

“But hunny, I’m hunnnnngry!” she pouted, her hands rubbing up and down the front
of his pants.

“I’ll tell you a secret, CherylAnn, my surprise has something to do with a bunch
of boys.”

“A surprise with lots of boys?!? Why didn’t you say so!” CherylAnn giggled. She
stood up with one last lingering look at the erection tenting Hal’s pants.

Frank gathered all of CheryAnn‘s stuff together while she stood in front of the
mirror, primping and posing. She adjusted a hair here, smoothed down the shiny
green dress over her hips, and plumped her breasts so that a wealth of cleavage
was showing. Finally, they checked out of the hospital and walked out front.
CherylAnn was confused for a second when she didn’t see Hal’s car out front, but
then she saw the van with the company logo on the side waiting at the curb.
Frank led her around to the rear of the idling vehicle, and told her to close
her eyes.

“Now, don’t open them until I tell you to, okay?”

“Okay, hunny. I’ll be a good girl.” CherylAnn giggled at thoughts of what her
surprise was going to be, and dutifully closed her eyes. She heard the back of
the van open, and someone helped her inside. The van door closed behind her, and
she could feel the van begin to move.

“Okay CherylAnn, you can open your eyes now. I brought you something to eat.”
Frank said.

The girl’s heavily mascara eyes fluttered open, and she surveyed the interior
of the van. It was nice and plush and all, but what immediately caught her
attention were the boys! There were four men lounging in the back of the van.
CherylAnn recognized them all from the office, but couldn’t remember their
names. She was pretty sure she’d played with them all before, but she really
didn’t remember…or care. The important thing was that all four men had their
flys undone and were stroking rapidly thickening pricks, watching CherylAnn with
looks of total lust.

CherylAnn‘s pussy began to drip as she looked at the four. In fact, a small
trickle of her juices began to run down her leg. Four cocks all for herself!
Every thought ran right out of her head. “Ohygod, this is like *so cool*!” the
blonde squealed excitedly. “Four pricks full of yummycum, all for CherylAnn!
Gawd, I just wanna *totally* eat you all up, boys!” CherylAnn was on her knees
in a second and she quickly swallowed one of the men’s pricks down to the balls.

“Remember guys, just oral today. You’ll get your chance at her other holes
another time, don’t worry” said Frank from the back of the van where he’d been
standing. CherylAnn looked back at Frank, the man’s dick still hilted in her
throat. She giggled and her eyes were a bit glassy as her mind fixed on the task
at hand. Her other hands had reached out to start pumping two others, the fourth
guy moved behind her and reached around to massage her big breasts through the
material of her tight green dress.

As she felt the men’s pricks and the hands grasping and rubbing her breasts,
CherylAnn‘s slowly slipped over into that now familiar total airhead mode that
she loved to feel. Thoughts of things beyond sex faded, and CherylAnn‘s whole
world shrunk down to encompass the men in front of her. The men that wanted
her,that she wanted to please so badly. She wanted to be used for their
pleasure. Their smell filled her nostrils and intoxicated her, the feel and
taste of the wonderful thick cock now being shoved into her face, the two dicks
that her hands were jerking furiously, the anticipation of them feeding their
hot spunk into her waiting willing mouth.

The guy massaging her breasts finally found the zipper on her dress front, and
unzipped it far enough to peel the dress down to expose her massive fake
bimbotitties.

“Mmmmmm….*smack*……mmmmm” CherylAnn moaned. She suddenly pulled her mouth
off of one man, and declared “I wanna have my slutty lil’ 16 year old mouth
fucked by all you guys…I want you to fill my nasty little teenbopper airhead
mouth with all your hot cum…mMmmmmmph!” She quickly re-applied her mouth to
the guy she was sucking.

CherylAnn worked her magic on all four guys, letting them take turns plunging
deep into her throat. She loved the feeling of a man’s ball resting on her chin.
She liked to look up at them when they were completely in her and smile as best
she could, giggling the whole time. She even tried out her new sluttylips,
sucking on two of the guys at the same time. She felt soooo nasty and goood!
Soon, all four guys were getting close to the edge. CherylAnn lay down in the
middle of the van floor, massaging her massive tits roughly, her mouth open,
tongue extended.

“Yummycum! Yummycum! I want yummycum!” she sang. CherylAnn was totally lost in
the momment right now, her only thought how much she wanted to taste, feel,
swallow the yummy stuff that came out of boys cocks. “I like *totally* wanna
feel you guys cum all over my face an’ lips an’ tongue an’ titties! Cum all over
CherylAnn‘s slutty teen face! I wanna be the best bimboslut in the *whole
school*!” She sucked a finger into her mouth for emphasis, looking up at the
four standing around her.

Two guys aimed at her mouth, bringing their cocks down so close to her face that
they were almost resting their cocks on it. The two guys slapped their dicks
against her face and extended tongue a bit, and she sucked the tips of both of
them into her mouth for a few seconds. That pushed the two guys over the edge.
CherylAnn squealed with joy as cum squirted into her mouth and across her chin
and sluttylips. She lapped at the two spurting cocks, getting as much cum into
her mouth as she could. She swallowed the men’s cum noisily, licking her lips
slowly and lasciviously. The other two aimed at the tremendous mounds of her
titties. Both men jetted thick loads onto her tits, the cum dripping down the
sides or her breasts, and down in between them. CherylAnn busied her hands
massaging the jism into her breasts while she licked the other two guys clean.
CherylAnn stood up as the men put their depleted dicks away. She rezipped the
tight dress over her breasts, and she could feel the cum-coated globes sliding
around inside. She tossed her bleach blonde ponytail, and “Thank you for feeding
me and giving me cummy-tits.”

CherylAnn strode from the taxi to the mall, savoring the taste of the taxi
driver’s cum. He hadn’t even asked her for a tip as he’d spurted his load down
her hungry throat. She wiped up a small trickle that had *just* escape her, and
licked the stuff off of her finger. She giggled to herself as she savored the
taste that still lingered in her mouth.

CherylAnn just couldn’t get enough cum lately, and was happy to suck off any
cock she came in contact with. Usually she swallowed the load with gusto, but if
she was in a playful mood, she’d pull the cock from her mouth just as the cum
started to gush, allowing the luck suckee to cover her face in their seed. She
loved the feel of all that cum all over her. It made her feel so slutty and
nasty.

She’d been feeling that way a lot lately, and she liked it. Maybe it was all the
fashion magazines she was reading? She had switched over mostly to the
teen-bopper magazines for her inspiration these days, for two main reasons. One,
they were easier to read, and CherylAnn was so easily distracted these days that
easier was better. “Besides,” she thought “those other magazines use all those
big words n’ stuff. I don’t like those.” The second reason she’d dropped Elle
for Seventeen and Cosmopolitan for Mademoiselle was that she just loved the way
that the girls looked. They looked so sweet and innocent, but CherylAnn knew
what lurked beneath that surface, the smoldering sexual animals that lurked
beneath the fresh faces a young looks of the teenage girls.

She also knew that all the boys treated teenage girls like they hadn’t a thought
in their head, and CherylAnn loved that…she didn’t want to think anymore. She
had thought all her life, and where had it gotten her? A lonely single
professional women. Now that she had discovered the true person that she wanted
to be, she didn’t want a single thing to distract her from her pleasure, from
sucking, and fucking and licking and moaning, and sweating, and bucking, and
writhing….

She wanted it. But she just didn’t want to look like the girls, she wanted to
*be* like them, be treated like them. That was why she’d started to refer to
herself as 16 so often around Frank, and he had taken the cue. He had started to
say how much he loved having a “fresh young thing” like CherylAnn around. He
encouraged her to keep up with the latest fashion trends, and was more than
willing to indulge her shopping habits. He had risen to her sexual challenge as
well, telling her how tight and slippery her teenage cunt was, and how much he
loved filling her sixteen year-old mouth with his cum.

And as she tried to think more and more like a teenager, albeit a slutty, horny
airheaded one, her weekly session with Dr. Harris ensured that her thought
patterns began to take on that shape for real. As time went by, she was thinking
and walking and acting more and more like the girls in the magazines, and
thinking about doing it less and less. She was actually starting to think of
herself as a 16 year old girl, one with the biggest best breasts ever, and the
biggest hunger for cock and pussy and cum ever.

As she crossed the threshold in to the mall she knew that every eye in the place
was on her. That thought made her cunt dampen. Even if she had been dressed in a
sack, there was know way that anyone could have ignored her lush full ass, long
legs, and fat bobbing titties. And as it happened, she was hardly dressed in a
sack. A dark blue knit dress covered her from throat to ankle but was
sleeveless, with a big shiny zipper running all the way up the front. The dress
hugged her every curve, from the jiggling expanse of her mammoth breasts, over
her shapely hips, down to her wonderfully shapely legs. The always erect nubs of
her nipples were easily visible through the skin tight top.
What showed of her legs were encased in fishnet stockings. A pair of black
sandals with a 6″ heel shod her feet. She had painted her 2″ nails a glossy red
to match her lipstick and contrast with her outfit. Her bleach blonde hair
spilled down her back in a white-blonde corkscrew cascade. She walked with a
gait that would have seemed ridiculous on anyone else, but that merely seemed
intensely erotic with her attributes.

She had worn the outfit mainly because she knew she’d be taking it off a lot
today…but not for her normal reasons. This was shopping. This was serious. Or
as serious as she ever got anymore. She took pride in the way the other women
stared at her and her bimbotitties. She knew that deep down they all wanted to
be like her, they just would never admit it.

The boys on the other hand, looked at CherylAnn, and she *knew* that they wanted
her…knew they wanted to touch and feel her wonderful fat titties, caress her
teenage ass and pussy, bury their cocks in all her orifices. CherylAnn‘s pussy
grew stickier and wetter still as she felt all the eyes.

The first store she went to was called Gadzooks!, and it was obviously targetted
at the teenage generation. CherylAnn didn’t even know where to start! She raided
the racks with a passion, as the confused staff, two girls in their late teens,
looked on. Their name tags said “Laura”, she was a tall brunette with long dark
hair, and “Gretchen”, a shorter blond girl short punky hairdo, short on the
sides and back, but big on top. Both girls were dressed in clothes from the
store.

“Ummm, excuse me,” CherylAnn trilled when she’d collected together a pile of
clothing. “I wanna, like, try all these clothes on, ‘kay?”

“I…I guess so,” stammered Laura, staring at CherylAnn‘s chest involuntarily.
She had never seen anyone like this woman! Her breasts were *so* big! Laura felt
strange as she looked at the women, a feeling she couldn’t quite place. She
turned to lead CherylAnn back to the dressing rooms.

“I think your store is, like, *totally* rad,” she continued, seemingly oblivious
to the women’s stares. “These are, like, some of the *awesomest* clothes ever.”
She followed Laura to the dressing room, her breasts shaking a little as she
walked. The girl led her into the dressing area, out of sight of the front,
opened the dressing room and tried to step to the side. CherylAnn rubbed her
titties up against the girl as she squeezed past. Laura flushed, and CherylAnn
giggled wickedly.

“What’s the matter hunny? Never seen *totally* awesome titties like mine
before?” she said cattily, massaging her tits roughly. The girl blushed. “I’ll
let you suck ‘em if you wanna,” CherylAnn almost whispered, moving closer to the
girl, mashing her breasts up against the other girl. “I like having my titties
sucked, especially by other pretty girls like you.”

Laura didn’t know what to say, but her heart was racing as she felt the women’s
firm nipples pressed against her chest, and she could smell the sweet scent of
CherylAnn‘s skin. She had never felt anything like this before! She knew she
wasn’t a lesbian, but this woman was such an extreme sexual creature that a warm
heat sparkd in Laura’s loins.

CherylAnn could tell the girl was getting a bit hot. She was all flushed, and
sweating a little. But she was here to shop, not play…at least for now. She
decided to push things to far. Moving her head forward, she kissed the gir
strongly, mashing her tits into her.

“Mmmmmmmyeah…” She breathed into the mouth of the shocked store clerk.
“Why you….mmmmm!” Laura tore herself away from CherylAnn‘s kiss and stormed
back up to the counter to talk to her companion, leaving CherylAnn alone in the
dressing room. She left the door open just a bit, so anyone who wanted could
look, and began trying on clothes.

She had picked the hottest, sexiest outfits the store had to offer, and had been
sure to pick out the tops in extra large sizes so that her sexy bimbotitties
would fit in them.

CherylAnn goes shopping, to all the teenybopper stores to by clothing. Flirts
with everyone, buys a ton. Lots of 16 year old talking and behavior. Midriff
shirts, Dresses held together by rings down both sides, little skirts, ankle
boots, etc. Flirts with all the store clerks…male and female.

Tries on all sorts of outfits…short skirts, both tight and swishy, crop tops,
gets more earrings, necklaces, shoes, hose, lingerae, etc.

Mention about reading teen magazines and getting fashion tips from there.
Sucks off at least one store clerk, eats the pussy of another.

Talking like a teenager, jiggling when she walks, giggling, forgetting things,
ditzslut behavior. Internal thoughts as well, highlighting the personality
changes.

Pays with credit card.

Do about 5 different stores, all with different clothing styles and atmospheres.

Ends with modeling outfits for Frank at home, then totally nasty sex scene
(vaginal, oral, anal, cs) all with acting like a teenager overtones
CherylAnn had returned from the mall laden with parcels, and Frank couldn’t wait
to see her in some of the outfits that she’d bought. As if she read his mind,
she disappeared into the bedroom, and he could hear the opening of bxes and the
rustling of paper. After twenty or so minutes, she emerged, and Frank looked at
her, stunned.

A tight jersey midriff halter top She had pulled her hair back in pigtails, each
one tied back by a light purple bow, which matched her lipstick perfectly. She
wore a white jersey halter top that barely restrained her chest, and a little
pleated purple miniskirt that went down to her upper thighs. She wore pumps with
5″ heels that also matched the outfit, no stockings, but cute little ankle sox
instead. Her usual big silver hoops in her ears were replaced with large dangly
plastic earrings, again purple. Bangles of similar color were around her wrist,
and as an afterthought, Frank notice that her nails were painted purple as well.

“Are you ready to give this 16-year old bimboslut what she needs, hunny?”
CherylAnn said, biting a nail and posing. She giggled and tossed her pigtails.
“And what’s that?” Frank said, surveying the girl in front of him.
“Oh, siiiilly, your cock!” She said, almost skipping over to him (quite a feat
in 5″ heels, but she could do it). She nuzzled up against him, one hand cupping
one of his ass cheeks, the other skillfully undoing his fly. “You boys are so
silly,” she stated definitively sinking to her knees in front of him. “What else
do you think ditzyheads like me want…” She looked up at him expectantly.
“Well,” he said, his hard-on throbbing in his pants.

“There is just one eensy lil’ thing hunny….” CherylAnn told Frank all about
the girl at the shop she’d been to…and about what she wanted. Frank listened
with a little bit of apprehension as the story unfolded.

“Please…ooooo, please Frank, give CherylAnnditzslut a bimbotoy…I want her
soooooo baaaaadd mmmmpphhh…” her voice was muffled as she took Hal’s cock deep
into her throat, just how she knew he *loved* it.

Frank close his eyes as his bimboslut’s lips caressed his hardness. “It’ll take
some doing,” he croaked hoarsely.

“mmMMmmmmmphhhhI know you can *slurp* doit…..mmmphh…hunny” said as she
sucked, stroking hal’s ego. “You can do just…mmMphhhhanything for your little
airhead.”

“I think I can arrange it however. Now suck my cock CherylAnnditz, I need to be
nice and hard to stuff your cunt nice and full.”

“Mmmmmmmphmmmyour so good to CherylAnn-bimboslutmmmmmmpphyou take such gooooood,
care of me!” the big-titted blonde said, pausing in her oral ministrations…but
just for a second. She quickly re-buried the thick cock deep in her own throat.
After a few more minutes of oral antics, Frank pushed her back onto the couch.
CherylAnn qucikly pulled up her skirt and her halter top, pulled her completetly
soaked panties to one side, and put her legs up in the air spread wide. She
hissed with pleasure as Frank plunged into her balls deep on the first stroke.
He buried his face in her tits as he did so, sucking first one nipple, then the
other. CherylAnn squirmed with pleasure.

“Oh, yeah, take care of CherylAnn‘s teenage pussy…fuck that slutty little
pussy good! Fill my pussy full of your boy-cock!” she cooed as she felt every
inch of Frank penetrating deep inside her.

“Do you *really* want that girl for yourself, CherylAnn?” Frank gasped as he
fucked CherylAnn vigorously.

“Oooh….mmmmm…yesssss…..I…..ohohoh..want…mmmmherrrrrrrr….” CherylAnn
gasped, an orgasm shaking her body. “Bu I want her to be like….oh God,
yes…mmmmm…mmee…I want her…uunnnnhhh..to be…ahhh…a
bimbo…like….MEEEEE!!!!!” The girl thrashed on the couch, her titties shaking
like mountains of jelly as a massive orgasm rocked her. Frank could actually
FEEL her pussy get wetter as she talked!

“You…uhnnn..mean like big titties, CherylAnn?”

“Yeah….” the girl’s eyes were glazed over as she answered in a voice heavy
with lust. “Big titties…cocksucker lips…mmmmmmmyeah, like that….ditzslutty
like CherylAnn…oh, hunnnnnnnYYYYY!!!!” CherylAnn cam for the third time in as
many minutes, and Frank was unable to hold out any longer. With a grunt he jetted
his hot load into his willing bimbosluts cunt.

Frank got up leaving CherylAnn lying on the couch. He made a few calls, using
his pull to find out as much as possible about this girl Laura. Within an hour,
he had everything there was to publicly know about her, from her birthday down
to her bra size. It was time to call the Doctor.

“Dr. Harris…Hi, how are you? No, I’m fine…no she’s fine.” CherylAnn lay back
scooping cum from her freshly fucked pussy with her fingers, licking them clean
with loud slurping noises, and giggling to herself. “Everything has gone just as
we had hoped. Better in fact. I have another job for you. This one is a bit less
subtle then CherylAnn‘s was…I need another bimbo-slut…but I want you to take
the quick way…I know it’ll cost! Don’t worry about that! Now, here’s what I
need you to do…”

CherylAnn Becomes A Slut:
4 of 4
by Orangutang
(m+/f, breast, slut, transform, bimbo, mc)

Laura didn’t know what was happening to her lately. Everywhere she went, she kept
seeing that *woman* that had been in the store the other day. Laura hadn’t been
able to stop thinking about her ever since then. She kept thinking she caught a
glimpse of the women out of the corner of her eye. Laura knew she wasn’t a
lesbian. She’d had a few too many places filled with cock for that to be the
case. But she had never felt even the slightest *hint of bisexuality until
she met…that woman. That incredible, beautiful, *slutty* looking woman…the
one with the big beautiful breasts and full luscious li…”Damn!” she said to
herself, wrenching her thoughts from the track they’d been following way too
much lately. She noticed with embarrassment that her pussy was wet…*very* wet
She brushed her long straight brunette hair back over her shoulder as she sat in
Dr. Harris’s office. She had been surprised when her gynecologist had closed up
shop and moved, all in the space of a week! But he had left a recommendation for
a Dr. Harris, and here she was for her initial get to know you appointment. She
hoped he was a good doctor. Laura was convinced that some gynecologists were in
the line of work just because they were perverts!

The nurse called her in a few minutes later. Dr. Harris welcomed her into his
office, and the initial examination went quickly. The doctor looked her over,
and sighed.

“What is it doctor?” Laura said apprehensively.

“Oh, nothing to worry yourself about, my dear…just a bit of a small infection.
I will need to get a culture, though. Why don’t you step over here and get back
into the stirrups for a few minutes if you would.”

Laura complied, climbing back onto the examination table and putting her legs back in the stirrups. The doctor
put a set of headphones on her head.

“This may take a minute or two my dear, but it won’t hurt a bit. Just sit back
and listen to the music.”

As if on cue, music kicked in, not too loud. Laura listened to the innocuous pop tune, and found her mind wandering once again to
*the* woman, and once again felt her pussy begin to get juicy. Strangely, this
didn’t disturb her, even with Dr. Harris poking about down there.
Laura closed her eyes, and visions of the massively endowed blonde women floated
through Laura’s head…the way that her fat tits had bobbed when she walked into
the store, the huge breasts pressing up against her…how inadequate her own
breasts were in the face of the unbridled sexuality of the women. Gretchen and
Laura had laughed at the time, but it was a laugh tinged with
fascination…about what it would be like to be like that…to totally wear you
sexuality openly on your body…
Laura’s mind, soothed by the music (as well as Dr. Harris’ special subliminal)
roved over all sorts of possibilities…she wondered if she could be like
that…she wondered what breast that big must feel like. The way that the women
had been rubbing against her, they must feel pretty good…

Thoughts like this pervaded Laura’s mind, insinuating into every corner of her
psyche. Dr. Harris looked up with relief at the blissful smile on the face of
his patient. He’d only done a conversion this fast once before, and he was still
unsure every time he did it. But everything was going splendidly. The girl’s pussy
was virtually dripping with secretions, she was so turned on. Dr. Harris cued
the specific tape, and in 15 minutes, it was all complete. Laura came out of
her trance in a daze, not quite sure where she was for a minute. The doctor
spoke to her something about insurance forms, and she signed them without
question.

“I’ve referred you to a specialist,” the doctor said.

“Ok, that’s just fine, doctor. I’ll go see him right away.” Laura didn’t even
know what she was being referred for, but it didn’t even occur to her to ask.
She accepted the piece of paper with directions on it, and set out for her
appointment with Dr….what did it say on the card? Remington. Dr. Remington.
Laura was sure that he’d fix whatever was wrong with her.

Laura felt almost as if she was in a haze as she took a cab to Dr. Remington’s
office, but it was a pleasant one. She drifted mentally, images of the
big-titted women floating through her head. Now she wasn’t fighting these
images, but enjoying them. She undressed the women in her mind, fascinated by
the breasts she saw there, their large firm nipples, the way they bobbed when
the women walked.

The more she thought about the women, the wetter her pussy got, and the more Dr.
Harris’ conditioning settled into place. Laura began to giggle to herself as she
felt her juices soaking her underwear. She couldn’t help it, thinking about the
strange women was getting her all excited.

Laura walked into the doctors office, unconsciously putting a little sway into
her hips. She checked in with the burse, and took a seat. The thoughts continued
to whirl through her mind, shifting, rearranging who she was…and she felt GOOD!
The more she sat and thought about it, the more certain she became that she
wanted to BE like the strange woman in the clothing store. She had seen how all
the men looked, and how the woman had basked in all the attention…her titties
were so magnificent! The new person coalescing in Laura’s mind wanted them!
The bits of the old Laura struggled a bit against it. “They’re *so*
impractical.” she thought. Goodness knows it would change things at work if she
came back with a huge pair of tits on her chest. “What about my self respect? No
one will take me seriously with a huge pair of breasts like that.” And the cost?
The cost would be enormous! She’d have to use a big chunk of her trust fund for
them. And there were back problems to consider…

Laura struggled in her mind, but she kept coming back to the dressing room
doorway, when the woman had pressed her luscious melons up against Laura, and
kissed her, pushing her tongue into her mouth…Laura’s pussy became wetter
still at the thought, and she suddenly felt the need to be alone. She got up and
stepped into the bathroom for a minute.

Spreading her legs, she reached under her light summer dress and nearly tore off
her panties. She crammed two fingers inside herself, wiggling them around inside
her slippery cunt. “Fuck yeah,” she thought, orgasming powerfully as the thought
of having huge breasts spun through her mind. She wanted them…she *needed*
them! Her mind settled on the issue the flushed girl returned to her seat, and
was presently called into Dr. Remington’s office. The doctor entered
momentarily.
“Well hello there Ms. Henderson. Dr. Harris told me to expect you. He told me of
your condition, and we can take care of everything.”

“My condition?” Laura asked confusedly.

“Yes, the one that Dr. Harris referred you here for. Is there anything else we
can do for you while you are here? It is often easy to do all things at once,
you know.”

“Umm..do YOU think I need..other things? I’m a bit…confused.”

“Well, my dear, cosmetic surgery is nothing to be taken lightly, but we can
offer you several different options…for instance, we do collagen injections,
for the lips you know. We also do breast augmentation…”

“But the doctor said you would know what to do, I don’t even know why I am here.
I don’t think…”

“Perhaps you had better just let us take care of things Ms Henderson…” said
the doctor, a look of concern on his face.

“Maybe that’s better. What should I do?”

“I think actually Dr. Harris was pretty explicit about what needed to be done.”

“Okay. I trust him…I think”

“Well, first of all, take off those appalling drab clothes of yours.”

“Okay.” Laura stripped down to her underwear without question.

“Then step over here so we can get some measurements and…Ms. Henderson, is
there a reason you are staring at my crotch?” inquired the doctor distractedly.

“Oh my goodness, my dear. We have a *lot* of work to do with you…”
Laura started at the doctor’s question. She had been staring, almost
unconsciously, at the doctors groin. The thing that had attracted her attention
was the outline of what looked like an *enormous* cock concealed in the doctors
trousers!

“Ummm. Sorry. I was just noticing you…ummm.”

“Yes, Ms. Henderson?” said the doctor just as distractedly as before.

“Nothing. You just seem…um…big…I think. Sorry. I *am* sorry doctor.”

“That’s all right.” he said comfortingly. “Now then, let’s just take a look at
these breasts.” Dr. Remington put his hand onto one of Laura’s breasts, and not
quite as clinically as she would have liked. But strangely she let him. He
squeezed her small 34B breast a bit a tweaked the small nipple that crowned it
with his thumb.

“No no, these will never do,” said the doctor definitively. “I think about a HH
cup would look much better, with about a 200 percent augmentation on the nipples
and aureoles.” He scribbled something on his clipboard, and then looked Laura
right in the eye. He looked up so quickly, he nearly caught her looking dreamily
at his big, *thick* cock.

“Do you think you’d like that my dear? I think it would look just wonderful.”

“Did you say HH?” Laura said faintly. She tried to picture that but couldn’t
seem to focus on it. “Is that, like, bigger?”

“Oh, yes. Much bigger my dear. Much sexier and more alluring,” Dr.Remington
reassured her.

“Okay doctor, I think that would be fine,” Laura said. her pussy twitched as she
agreed with him.

“Now then…” This time he *did* catch her staring at his crotch. she blushed a
deep red. “My dear must you persist in staring? It is quite rude…let’s see that
face of yours…Hmmm, I think your lips are a bit thin…not very appealing. I
think we could take care of that as well. All the boys seem to like the girls
with nice full lips…”

“Girls? I am 19 and a woman,” said Laura indignantly. Who was this guy, not even
in his 40s, to call her a girl?

“Oh, yes, forgive me my dear…*woman*” Dr. Remington corrected himself with
almost exaggerated politeness. “In any case, a 75 percent augment might look
very nice on a girl like you. Nice full lips…good for kissing. Boys like
those.”

“Boys? Don’t you mean men?”

“Well, I guess I do. I mean there is very little difference between the two
words…I mean, an attractive girl like you must see a lot of boys…”

“Girl? Boys? You act like I am 15 or something!”

“I’m sorry, I do have a tendency to talk down to people. I apologize, I mean
only the best thing by it you know. You look so young and fresh.”

“Thank you doctor.” Laura smiled at the compliment, somewhat mollified. She *was*
pretty young after all, and she guessed she couldn’t blame the man for calling
her a girl. And men *were* basically just big boys…

“Certainly my dear. You are such a nice girl…”

The doctor proceeded down his list, checking, marking and writing things on a
clipboard. Laura just stood there while he worked with a bemused expression on
her face. He poked and prodded her all over, and in some very intimate places!
“Well, I think that’s about all I need to know. Everything else on the list here
is stipulated by Dr. Harris’ referral, down to the makeover afterward.” Laura
nodded dumbly, her mind whirling. Deep down inside some small part of her was
rebelling, yelling that this wasn’t right, and that she shouldn’t be going along
with all this so passively. But then another vision of that big breasted
bombshell of a woman floated through her head and she was reassured that what she
was doing was right. She stared again at the massive dick tenting Dr.
Remington’s trouser. Her mind clearing a bit she wondered what it looked
like…what it tasted like…

“If you’ll just step this way, we’ll get to work…my dear, you’re still
staring…”

This time Laura just nodded brightly. “Yes, I am,” she smiled.
Dr. Remington had the girl sign a few papers, which she didn’t even bother to
read. Then he led Laura, still naked, through a door and into an adjoining
operating theatre. There were several people there in surgical scrubs, gathered
around an operating table. Laura’s fears were fading by the second. One of the
masked people helped her up onto the operating table. Dr. Remington appeared
wearing similar surgical scrubs. Laura looked up at him, a blissful smile on her
face.

“I just know you’re going to fix everything that’s wrong with me, Dr, Remington.
You’re going to make me all better.”

“I certainly am, my dear,” he said. “We’re going to put everything wrong with
you right, and when you wake up you’ll feel like a new women.” Laura laid back
happily, and a mask was placed over her nose and mouth. She inhaled deeply, and
things around her quickly faded to black.

For the next period of time, the length of which she could not determine,
Laura’s dreams were filled with visions of the strange big-breasted woman. She
saw herself with the woman this time. She knew it was herself even though it
looked nothing like her. She just *knew* that the other big breasted blonde with
the woman was her. She saw herself and the women touching each other, tasting
each other, rubbing body part together. Unbelievable, she began to cum while
unconscious, the final part of Dr. Harris’ conditioning finally taking hold.

Laura’s mind flowed and moved like wax, her very thought patterns taking on new
forms. She wanted to not only *have* the body of this women, but *be* the person
that Laura somehow knew she was. Conscious thought and analytical thinking were
pushed to the back of Laura’s mind, replaced by a drive for getting and giving
pleasure.

Dr Remington worked away on Laura’s body, and smiled as orgasm after unconscious
orgasm shuddered through her. She would live up to the potential of her new body
just fine.

Laura walked out of the recovery room, still a bit unsure in her gait with her
new body. The onlty ting she was wearing was a pair of red high heel, about 5″
high. Laura walked over to the mirror situated right outside the recovery room
door and surveyed her new form. She loved what she saw!

The first thing was, of course, her titties. They were enormous! They were the
size of basketballs, and rode up high on her chest, unlike any natural breast
would have. Her nipples stood out like little fingertips on them, erect and
tingling. Laura shook her shoulders and loved the way that her big fake titties
shook back and forth like there were filled with jelly.

Something deep inside Laura’s mind screamed inwardly at what she saw, a tiny
voice crying out that this wasn’t right, it wasn’t *her*. But the new Laura, the
*improved* Laura’s cunt grew wet at the sight of her own body. She looked so
sexy! Her titties were as big as the strange sexy woman’s’ were, now! She giggled
to herself and pinched her nipples, luxuriating in the pleasurable feeling that
shot through her.

The next thing she noticed was the splendid job that Dr. Remington had done with
her lips! They were so full and juicy looking now. Uncharacteristically, the
memory of Dr. Remington’s bulge, his erect cock that had caught Laura’s
attention during the examination, floated through her mind, and her mouth
watered.

“Maybe I can put these lips to good use thanking the doctor” Laura thought to
herself, involuntarily imagining the doctors dick in her mouth. She pursed her
lips in the mirror and admired them some more. “He said all the boys would like
me better with them, and I think he’s right.”

The makeover specialists had done a wonderful job with her hair as well. Gone
was the boring brown color. Her hair was now cut in a punky style, short on the
sides, and sprayed up all big up top. It was also bleached white-blonde. Laura
knew taht it would be a bitch to care for…but it looked *so* cheap and slutty.
She paused for a moment, confused. When did cheap and slutty become a good
thing? She had always thought of them as bad, but now looking this way seemed so
right, so nice…she thought of all the men that would want her when they saw
her, and what they would want to do with her. Her cunt (when had it become her
cunt? That wasn’t a word she used…) grew wetter and juicier still as she
thought about all the men. She giggled emptily, and returned to her self-survey.

Her ears were now pierced, three places in each ear, and big thick gold hoops
dangled from them, almost brushing her shoulders. Her belly-button was also
pierced with another thick gold ring. A gold chain ran around her waist,
threaded through the ring. The makeover people had given her new fingernails as
well! Tipping her fingers were impractically long but *very* sexy square tipped
nails about 1 ½ inches long. She scraped the rock hard acrylic nails, along the
flesh of her upper thighs, trailing them up to stir briefly through her cunt-lips.

They had showed her how to properly make up her face, how to apply a wealth of
cosmetics to get the perfect effect. Her face was a perfectly sculpted study in
sluttishness. Her thick lips were painted a bright red, as were her nails.
“Ohmigod!” said Laura, looking at herself in the mirror “I’m like, totally
*perfect*!” Turmoil still raged deep inside Laura’s psyche, but as she looked at
herself, and felt herself, her reservations were fading. For one thing, her
pussy was getting *so* wet from just looking at herself! She almost unconsciously
slipped a hand between her legs and easily slipped two fingers into her cunt.
“Oh yeah,” she said through clenched teeth. “I like *totally* love thisss….”
she continued, pumping her fingers in and out as she stood in front of the
mirror.

Dr. Remington walked in as Laura continued to finger fuck herself. Even the
doctor enterring didn’t distract her from her “work.” She note his presence, but
continued her self-pleasuring.

“So, Laura, I take it you like our little improvements?” The doctor said,
inquiringly.

Laura didn’t respond for a second as an orgasm shook through her. She pulled her
fingers from her pussy, and turned to face the doctor, sucking her juices from
her fingers.

“I like *think* so doctor. I mean, it’s all a bit, like, fuzzy and stuff,” she
said, a little bit less sure of herself now that the orgasm was fading.

“Well, my dear, perhaps you shouldn’t think too much about it. Maybe you should
just let things happen and see how it goes.”

“mmm…it feels like sooo nice. But like, new and sooo confusing!”

“Well, lets just take things one at a time. Do you feel good? Do you like your
titties and lips and hair and everything?” the doctor said soothingly. Laura
listened, but was a bit distracted. She couldn’t help noticing the bulge in Dr.
Remington’s pants….but it was different now. She felt different.

Laura’s mind considered what the doctor was saying. She did feel good…*real*
good. Her titties felt so good on her chest, and she licked her lips lustfully.

“Maybe I am, like, thinking too much,” she thought to herself. That seemed
right. In fact the more she considered the issue, the more she came to the
conclusion that she had been thinking too much overall. Thinking was hard, and
it didn’t seem to do much for her.

“Mmmmmmaybe you’re right doctor…I like, *have* been thinking a whole bunch
lately, and it hasn’t done much…

“Well, that because we’ve helped you my dear. You were *definitely* thinking to
much. Way too much. Thinking isn’t the best thing for a girl like you.”
“Ummm…girl??”

“Yes, Laura my dear, you’re a girl! A sweet teenage girl, and girls shouldn’t be
distracted from the most important things, like boys…don’t you agree? That’s
why we’ve given you such wonderful titties and lips, to help you keep your mind
on boys. You like boys, right Laura?”

Laura responded without even thinking. “Well, of course, silly. All girls like,
*totally* love boys, but me, a, like, teenager…I thought I was like almost
20…maybe…uhh..” Laura struggled to remember what year she had been born,
but remembering was so *hard*. Speaking of hard, there was that lump in Dr.
Remington’s pants again…

The doctor smiled at the confused girl. “No, no no. Oh dear, the operation must
have had a few side effects. Well nothing to worry about. I’m sure your mind
will clear up in a few minutes.” Dr. Remington moved closer to Laura and seta
hand on her naked shoulder. His skin was hot, like warm leather. Laura flushed.
“You’re just 16 my dear. But you’re a lucky teen to have such wonderful
titties…the boys will love those, and maybe even some other girls. You are a
bit of an airhead aren’t you? I mean, not knowing you’re own age…silly girl, I
guess you aren’t very smart. That’s all right though. Boys like ditzy girls.”

“I thought I was…ummm..maybe not tho…uhh. I can get soooo, like, distracted
by these silly thingies.” Laura rolled the doctor’s word around in her head. He
had called her an airhead, and a ditz, words that would have gotten him slapped
by the old Laura. The new Laura felt herself liking the words, despite herself.
“Well, you probably shouldn’t worry yourself about it. I mean that’s not the
important thing is it?” Dr. Remington’s cock was throbbing in his pants by now.
The girl was taking to the conditioning perfectly! “The important thing is
feeling good,and pleasing other boys and girls my dear. Don’t you want to make
people happy?”

Something in Laura’s mind finally gave way. She accepted what Dr. Remington was
saying, accepted what had happened, and all in a rush, all the elements of her
change fell into place. She whirled in place to face Dr. Remington, looking up
into his eyes brightly.

“Ohmigod, you are like so *totally* right doc,” the changed girl gushed, her
demeanor taking on a new confidence. “I don’t even, like, *know* what I was
thinking!” Laura giggled, and ran her hands roughly over her own body. “I like
totally love being, like, ME, and I can’t wait for all the boy to like *see*
me!” Thoughts fled rapidly from Laura’s head as her mind cleaned house. Boys! She
wanted boys! Boys loved big breasted airheaded girls…bimbos. Laura would be
such a bimbo. She would be the best bimboslut that the boys had ever seen!
Laura awoke in her bed the next morning unsure for a minute where she was. She
surveyed the room over the satin-sheet covered mounds of her titties, looking
over what must be…no, what definitely was her bedroom.

She giggled as she looked at all the boxes and bags that the doctor had sent
home after her yesterday. It hadn’t even occurred to the new Laura to wonder
where all the money for the new clothes had come from. It fact the only thing
that had occurred to her when the delivery guys had arrived was how good their
cocks would taste. Before she’d even known what she was doing, Laura had found
herself on her knees between the guys trying to jam both of their cocks in her
mouth at the same time. Soon she had been sandwiched in between the two muscular
boys, milking their cocks with her cunt and asshole. For a finisher, they had
just *covered* her big fat titties with about a ton of cum, which Laura had
spent about a half hour licking off of herself. It tasted so GOOD!

Laura giggled again at the memories, and two of her fingers slipped almost
involuntarily into her cunt. She couldn’t believe how much she had changed over
the last 24 hours! Why, just a day ago, she never would have even thought of
taking on two men at once, much less two men she didn’t even know. Now such
behavior came easily…her pussy drooled at how good she had felt, stuffed full
of cock.

She rolled over in bed, coming up pillowed on her new chest. Her tits seemed so
big, but she didn’t have any trouble moving with them. She wanted to see them!
Laura got up and stood in front of her mirror, surveying her new body. Her
titties were just the *awesomest*. The were so big and fat, and they bobbed when
she walked. These kind of titties guaranteed to get *all* the boys cocks nice
and hard.

A small dim flame awoke deep inside her mind, taking stock of the
situation…she had changed so much in so short a time, it was
overwhelming…Laura stood there confused, trying to take it all in…What had
Dr. Remington done to her? She shook her bleached hair unbelievingly, her ears
with their three pierces in each, her collagen enhanced lips. She held up her
hands with their 2 inch nails in front of her face, trying to concentrate, to
figure out what exactly had happened…but it was *so* hard to concentrate…so
hard…she thought about what Dr. Remington had said…

The light dawned. She was thinking too much again, and it was making her feel
all yucky…Laura didn’t like feeling yucky. She wanted to feel good. She wanted
to be a good girl and feel good too. Laura laughed a girlish giggle and looked
at herself again, staring hard this time. What was she thinking! She was, like,
*totally* perfect! What sixteen year old girl wouldn’t *kill* for a body like
hers! All the boys would be lookin’ at her, Laura, and she wanted that more than
anything. She wanted all the boys to look at her, and touch her, and caress her,
and fill her holes, her slutty cunt and ass, her teenage cocksucker’s
mouth…She wanted to be a boytoy, to touch and feel and suck and fuck the boys
cocks, eat up all their yummy-cum, and now she had the perfect body to do it!
Laura threw herself back on the bed and let her hands rove around her body. One
was just settling into her crotch area when there was a knock on the door to her
bedroom.

“Unnnnhhmmm, like who is it? Come in?” Laura muttered distractedly.
The door opened and in walked the last person in the world that Laura expected
to see. It was the woman from the mall! She was dressed in a yellow sundress
that draped attractively over her huge bust. Her white-blonde hair was up in a
ponytail and she wore 2″ white heels. Her face was perfectly sculpted with a
wealth of makeup, and her nails were prefectly manicured.

“Hello Laura!” she said familiarly, a glint in her eye.

Laura just stared in mute amazement for a moment. She felt her whole body break
out into a hot sweats, and she blushing furiously.

“Ohmigod….its like, YOU! You’re, like, the woman from the store!”

The woman giggled vapidly. “I know silly! But you aren’t the woman who helped
me. Not anymore anyways!”

Laura halfway pulled a sheet over her body, flustered and unable to keep her
eyes off of the woman. “What..what do you mean? Like, I’m Laura…I’m the girl
that helped you…I think…” Laura’s mind reeled as she tried to focus on the
events…but it was, like, *so* hard to think clearly…

“I remember a TOTALLY different woman then,” the woman said positively. “Much
smaller bimbotitties that those huge ones…and she was brunette and was *real*
old too. Almost twenty! Is that you, slutLaura?”

Laura furrowed her brow in thought, tbut it was all so fuzzy, like another
persons life. “I…I think so…but then, I’m only, like, sixteen…and I’m like
*definitely* a blonde, and my titties,” Laura dropped the sheet impulsively and
pressed her mammoth tits together, “are, like, NOT small at all.”

“Laura hunny..How big are your bimbotitties?” the woman said reassuringly. “How
big ARE they Laura? What size bra do you wear?”

“I think the doctor told me they were like 55GG or something…they’re fuckin’ big
tits, that’s like, *totally* fer sure. Do you like ‘em an’ stuff?” Laura hadn’t
even noticed how her speech patterns were falling into line with the woman’s.
“They look like they’re as big as yours…like, how big are yours?”

“Laura, they are sooo cool. But how many other sixteen year olds have tits as
big as yours?”

“Ummmm, I dunno, but not many, I think. How old are you?” Laura massaged her
tits almost without thinking about it now. Without her even noticing, her
fingers are plucking and squeezing her nipples.

“Sixteen too. Mine are not as big, 46FF.” The woman grabbed big handfuls of her
breast through dress and squeezed them roughly. “But I’m gonna get them made
bigger soon! Hey, wanna know somethin soooo cool, Laura?” The woman continued,
biting on one long nail.

Still playing with her titties Laura breathed “Like, sure.”

“We can have ANY boy we want with titties this big!” the woman exclaimed,
licking her lips.

This caught Laura’s attention, and her mind was instantly full of memories of
her double fucking from last night, and visions of cocks and cum. She looked the
woman directly in the eye, and said in an excited voice “Really? Like*any* boy?”
Her eyes grew misty and unfocused. “Mmmmmm….I like boys. I just played with
two boys yesterday. They were *so* nice.” She giggled, and didn’t even notice
how much her laugh resembled that of the woman.

“Well I’ll tell you another cool thing, Laura. I made it so you could play with
me! Your new titties and fat sluttylips and beautiful blonde hair, all of it was
for me!”

Laura knew she should be revolted by this monumental revelation, but she wasn’t.
In fact, she didn’t even wonder about it. It excited her, though. “Wow! So you
like, helped change me so I could be like you?”

“I had my doctor friend with the very nice cock make you into my best friend! We
are going to play all the time together. But there is one more change no one
told you about I bet!” Another empty-headed giggle came from the woman.
“Mmmmmm…the doctor *did* have a nice cock.” She giggled again as well. “What
change is that? What don’t I, like, know about bein’ changed?”

“You have to do everything I say!” the woman exclaimed, and again dissolved into
a fit of ditzy giggles.

Laura thought about that for a second. “You mean I’m like your slave or
somethin’?” she asked, a bit hesitantly.

“Yes!” said the woman “Watch. Laura, drop to your knees!”

Laura promptly dropped to her knees without even thinking about it. “Ohmigod!”
she said, her mouth a round O of surprise.

“Isn’t that sooo, like, cool?” said the woman smugly. “Suck your titties!”

Laura quickly pushed both nipples into her mouth and begin sucking them
enthusiatically. “You’re..mmmphhh…like telling themmmpppphhsluptruth aren’t
you…smackslurp” she said around her mouthful of breast. A small part of Laura
might have fought the woman’s commands for a second, but that didn’t last long.
The woman was right, it *was* cool. Very cool. Laura began to get *really* into
it, sucking her titties and looking the woman in the eye.

“Laura..we are gonna be the biggest bimbosluts in this town!! Will you be my
beeessstttt friend?”

Still sucking her nipples, Laura giggled and smiled around her luscious mouthful
of titflesh. “Mmmmmmm, like I would mmmphssslurp…totallymmmmmmlovethatmmmph. I
would lIkemmmmlllemmlove to be yourmphhslurp best friendsmack”

The woman nearly doubled over with laughter “You can stop sucking them now
Laura! Hehehe…”

Laura lowered her tits from her mouth, still twiddling them a little with her
fingers. Just then something occurred to her. “If I’m gonna, like be your best
friend, like, whats your name?”

“Oh! Sorry! I am sooooo ditsy sometimes! CherylAnn! yours?”

“I thiiiink its like Laura or Laurie or something. I, like, totally understand.
I mean, I’m like the same way.

“Lauri sounds more bimbo-ish! Maybe Lauri??”

Strangely the idea of sounding a bit ditzy appealed to Laura…make that
Lauri…it appealed to her a lot! “MMmmmmmmmyeah! I like that. I wanna sound as
ditzy as I can, ’cause thats what the boys like!”

“And we want to be what boys like!” said CherylAnn.

That mental hurdle passed, Lauri collapsed gratefully into her new role.
“Mmmmmm, yeah, we’ll be the biggest tittied best fucked couple of bimbosluts,
like, EVER, CherylAnn! We can have all yummy cock and cum we can get…” Her
eyes misted over a bit again as she remembered. Her memories of the past were
blurry and fading, but her important memories…the pleasurable sexual ones,
were as clear as a bell. “Don’t you just like, totally love it when a boy shoots
his cum all over you or up inside you? I, like, totally love it. I love walking
along afterward feeling it oozing out of me. I wish I’d have met you before ,
’cause you coulda helped me with those two boys I met last night…”
CherylAnn‘s face lit up as she looked around the room. She could tell that the
final piece of the conditioning had fallen into place. Laura, now Lauri’s mental
patterns were now completely rewritten to be a big-titted ditzy blonde
bimboslut, and she was all CherylAnn‘s!

“I have an idea, Lauri. Lets get dressed and go out! What are you gonna wear?”
“Oh, let look at all the cool clothes that Dr. Remington bought me.” she
gestured to the bags and boxes that littered the room. She turned and looked
critically at CherylAnn. “You should try on something too. That dress is kinda,
like, *boring*!”

“Sure!” CherylAnn agreed, enjoying watching her new toy in actions. “Pick out
outfits for both of us!”

“Mmmmmm, first me need some nice slutty underwear!” Lauri said, digging through
the clothing. She came up with matching garter belt and panty sets for each of
them. CherylAnn‘s was a neon metallic orange, and Lauri found a neon metallic
blue set for herself. Two sets of fishnets quickly followed.

“We should dress like bimbo-twins! The Bimbo Twin Sisters!”

“OOoooooh, yeah! *giggle* I like, LOVE that idea! Let me see what I can find.
Mmmmmmmm, you like tight dresses, CherylAnn?” She inquired. “Can I like jus’ call
you Cheryl? Its, like, lots easier an’ stuff…”

“Cool! What is sluttier? Cheryl or Cheri maybe?”{giggle giggle}
“mmmmmmm, I like Cheri, it sounds *much* sluttier!” squealed Lauri. “Then we can
be Lauri and Cheri! The bimboslut twins! Oooooooo, here we go!” Lauri pulled out
two dresses, each the same color as the underwear the girls were wearing.
“These look soooo, like, cool!” said CherylAnn, fastening the garters onto her
fishnets

“Here Cheri, let me help you on with your dress..its like, *so* tight you’ll
need my help!”

“You just want to feel me up, Lauri!” Cheri laughingly accused.

“Ooooo, but your titties are so nice and big, Cheri! How can I help it!”*giggle*
“But anyway, let get this slutty little dress on you…”
“Okee…”

Lauri helped Cheri on with her dress, and was a bit surprised at herself when
she did cop a feel! Her hands lingered quite a while on Cheri’s mammoth boobs.
After a few distracted minutes of mutual caressing and some slow french kissing,
the two girls finished getting ready. When they were done the results were
incredible.

The dresses that Lauri had picked were sleeveless and skin tight, and they were
both low cut in front and back. The girls’ boobs jutted out proudly from each of
their chests. The dresses only *just* covered the tops of the two girl’s
fishnets. Like her underwear, Cheri’s dress was shimmer neon orange, while
Lauri’s was neon blue. Both girls pulled on matching boots with a 3 inch spike
heel.

Lauri had also found matching jewelry in all the parcels in her room. Three
plastic hoops hung from each girls earlobe in colors matching the dress and
panties, and several matching plastic bangles were around each wrist. The girls
also applied nail polish of a matching shade. The two girls talked and giggled
in the bathroom while they applied their make-up. Finally Cheri pulled her
corkscrew-curled hair back into a high ponytail secured by a neon orange
scrunchie. Lauri took the time to get her short hair nice and big on top. When
they were done, with the the exception of the color of their clothing and the
difference in hair, you would have thought that they were in fact twin sisters,
albeit the hottest sluttiest largest breasted twins you’d ever seen.

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