Nathan let his gaze drift up to the celestial horizon as his mind began to wander, allowing himself to relax on his base on balls house from work. He started thinking about his job in the law post, and how he had dreamed of it since he was a kid.

Nathan continued this wagon train of thinking, moving on to his girl, Emily. He had always imagined that he would end up with, well, a bimbo. soul who could touch his sexual appetite and focus on pleasing him for once. Someone who'd suck him off with her huge lips, and would look peachy in a bikini with huge breast implants. He could feel himself starting to get hard, revisiting this all too familiar fantasy.

A car trump made Nathan rejoinder to realism, and he was reminded suddenly of Emily and their lackluster sex life."I guess that's how modern font relationships go,"Nathan sighed to himself.

He raised his head, realizing he'd gone a couple streets too far."Shit,"Nathan swore under his breathing space.

As he turned to chasten his trend, a dark storefront caught his eye. It looked like another seedy pawn shop, but Nathan felt himself drawn towards it. He had been meaning to get a present for Emily.

A little bell dinged as he pushed the door open air, and Nathan saw a middle-aged char behind the replication reading a magazine. She had dark hair and long pretender nails, and she wore a tight top that emphasized her breasts and was chewing a spell of gum. She continued reading her mag, uninterested in the guy who had just entered.

There elbow room was filled with shelf and ledge of unwanted product. feathering boas met kick downstairs mobile phone and secondhand books. There was a shabu presentation case up at the tabulator that seemed to hold some jewellery.

And as Nathan turned to exit, he saw his middle drawn to a pitch-dark, velvet chocker that was nearly hidden behind a set of glassware. Without thinking, he reached out and picked it up. It was essentially a cut funnies of velvet material with a silver hold. But Nathan had a weird feeling about the strangler. And he wasn't sure he could leave the store without inquiring about it.

Nathan brought it up to the counter, inquiring on the price.

The lady looked up from her magazine - tabloids, from the look of it - and eyed the neckband, absentmindedly chewing her gum."$ 20,"she said, already dropping her regard back to the colored pages.

Nathan pulled out his wallet and paid.

It wasn't until he was walking out the door that he realized there really wasn't a proficient reason for him going in there to buy anything. Shaking his point as he walked, he thought,"well, at least it'll make a good present for Emily. Maybe I'll even get sex out of it tonight."He retraced his steps, finally arriving home just before 7 pm.

As Nathan opened the door, he called out,"Hi honey ! I'm back !"

He heard Emily reply from the living field."Hey ! What took you so long ! I almost had to cook for myself !"

Nathan shook his straits as he took his shoes off."I'm not really in the mood to fake. Let's just get take out."He walked to the family room, sitting down on the couch. Emily was sitting on the ground, propped up against a pillow playing Xbox.

Nathan began to claim his skid off as Emily continued her secret plan. He looked over his long time lady friend, who was wearing sweatpants and a tank top. She still looked extremely attractive in her unflattering clothes. She was 5'4 ”, skinny, with b cup breasts. Her colored chocolate-brown hair's-breadth obscured her dark embrown eyes as she focused completely on the TV.

"So,"Nathan said, putting his place beside the lounge."How was your day ?"

"Eh,"Emily replied."Work is body of work. I did make it home at 5 today though so not too bad. You ?"

"Not bad at all ! Walked the wrong way on my way home though."

There was secrecy between them for a couple minutes, broken only by the intermittent speech sound of mediaeval fighting from the TV.

"Oh,"Nathan said, nearly forgetting the small bag he got from the instrument shop."I got something for you today on the way home from work."

Emily paused the game and sprang to her feet, walking over to strike the small-scale bag from Nathan's custody. She smiled as she opened up the velvet choker."Oh, I love it !"she said, feeling the fabric.

She turned, sitting down on Nathan's genu."Can you buckle it for me ?"

As Nathan closed the dog collar on her neck, he felt her body go set for a second."Honey, are you okay ?"he asked.

Emily turned around and smiled at Nathan, her eye somewhat glazed over. But she blinked and returned to formula."Of track !"she said, leaning in and kissing him on the lip."Thank you for the giving !"

Without appearing to think about it, she got up and turned off the Xbox without saving. She looked down at what she was wearing, and turned to Nathan, saying"Sorry you had to see me like this. I'm not sure what got into me ! I'm going to go change quickly before dinner."

Emily walked into the bedchamber, shutting the doorway behind her. Nathan sighed, relaxing against the chair."Well,"he thought to himself."That's…kind of Wyrd. Usually she just wears that the intact evening."

But, he didn't think much else of it, choosing instead to bet up takeout carte online. Nathan grumbled to himself, noticing that his deary pizza place had just gone out of business."Honey,"he called out into the chamber."Would you like Chinese or Mexican ?"

Not hearing a answer, Nathan continued to lallygag on the lounge, looking instead at the summercater schedule for the weekend. There was a sound as the chamber door opened, and Nathan turned his point to see Emily come forth. Before this night, Nathan would have honestly said that Emily did not own any slutty clothing. But seeing her now, he was stunned.

She was dressed in a mean black velour crop top that matched the ruffle nearly perfectly. She paired it with a tight, wickedness red skirt, pulled up high on her waist to usher off her farsighted legs. Although she did not have clock time to put on as much make-up as she would stimulate liked, Emily managed to apply some deep red red lip rouge and mascara.

Nathan stood there, shocked, as she smiled at him, turning her heading slightly to the side of meat."So,"she said."Do I look pretty ?"

"Um…yeah !"Nathan said, still confused."But why did you change ? Not that I'm complaining !"he added, hastily.

Emily continued smiling at him."Because I thought you'd like it, silly ! I don't need Sir Thomas More grounds than that !"

She skipped as she walked over to Nathan, kissing him deeply."So,"she said, pulling away."I heard you ask something when I was changing ! What did you want to know ?"

Nathan felt his stopcock start to harden. This was just like one of his bimbo fantasy, except of trend Emily didn't have the impostor tits and wasn't currently sucking his cock. But she was starting to depend the part.

"I was wondering what you wanted to do for solid food ? There are these two take out places we haven't tried. Do you want Taiwanese or Mexican ?"

Emily hugged Nathan close, whispering in his ear,"Whatever you want, honey."

She pulled away from him and Nathan looked into the oculus of his lady friend. But, it's like it wasn't her. There was a clean feeling staring back at him. And something else…was it lust ?

Nathan could experience himself getting hard as Emily sat down future to him, snuggling in end. Her hired man rested on his thigh, but he could bank he felt it moving up toward his stopcock.

Emily looked up at Nathan and smiled as she started rubbing his cock through his pants. She said whispered,"It feels like I've been waiting for this all day."

Feeling his own lecherousness take over, Nathan pushed her down on the couch and kissed her deeply. His handwriting began to rub Emily's titty, feeling that she was not wearing a bra under her shirt. She moaned out loudly as he touched her, saying"Oh, yeah I love it when you touch my breasts."

Her hired man continued to rub Nathan's cock through his bloomers. She looked into his middle and said,"I have to see it. Now."

Nathan stood up and quickly took his drawers and his boxers off, leaving them in a pile on the ground. Before he could devolve to the couch, Emily had gotten off and decrease to her knees. She placed on of her custody on his dick, slowly rubbing it as she looked up at Nathan's boldness. Then, slowly, she moved her mouthpiece forward and began to lightly lick and kiss the tip of his shaft.

Emily began bobbing her school principal up and down, taking more and More of his turncock into her backtalk. Her hand drifted down to the end of his shaft and she began playing with his balls. She moaned out as she continued blowing him."Mmmmm. Do you like it when your horny slut of a girlfriend sucks your rooster ?"

"Ohhhhhh, yeah !"Nathan sighed out, leaning his fountainhead back and closing his center in pleasure.

He enjoyed the touch sensation of her sass on his concentrated pecker. She looked so hot with her bright red back talk and pissed crop top, moaning as she sucked on his peter. Nathan ran his fingers through her tomentum, grabbing the spine of her foreland and controlling her bowel movement.

He pulled his stopcock out of Emily's back talk, and she groaned, looking up into Nathan's eyes with a luxuria that he had never seen before. She stood up, leading him by the hand do the bedroom. And, after having him lay down on his dorsum, she climbed on top, kissing him deeply.

Emily kissed down the face of his face, nibbling lightly on his ear and whispered,"Feel how wet sucking on your cock has made me."

Nathan reached his hired man under her tight skirt, noticing that she did not put on panties when she changed, and began to rub Emily's already wet pussy in modest circle. Emily moaned out again, burying her header against Nathan's neck opening and rubbing her habilitate physical structure against his.

She whispered again,"Pull up my skirt."

As Nathan did, she reached down and aligned his cock with her wet pussy. In one move she took his stallion length into her, moaning out loudly,"Oh, fuck yeah, Nathan. Fuck my tight slight pussy."

Emily closed her center and continued moaning as she rode Nathan's pecker in short, bray move. Nathan saw her boob move with the gyrations of her consistence, and unable to resist, reached out one of his handwriting to play with her nipples through the fabric of her shirt.

She continued riding him, making her motions shorter and faster she felt her delight start to build. She braced herself against his chest with her hand.

Nathan felt his own orgasm approach. Suddenly aware that they had neglected to use a safety, he said"Emily I'm going to cum."

She leaned in, whispering in his ear."Do it in me. I need to feel your quick cum inside of me."

With that, Nathan grabbed her coxa and pulled her down on his cock. He moaned in pleasure as he felt himself cum deep into her puss. He lay there on the bed, panting, and saw Emily look down at his happy typeface with delight.

"I'm glad you enjoyed that so much !"

Nathan kissed her."I loved it. What came over you ? You acted like such a slut !"

Emily giggled and smiled."I feel like such a bimbo. And you know what ? I love it."

***

Two weeks had gone by and Nathan was finally starting to get used to having a bimbo slut for a lady friend. In the first light, she would wake up twenty min before him. She would pop coffee and breakfast, then go put on some constitution, mascara, and lipstick. She would wax back into bed with Nathan and wake him up with a blowjob. He would either cum in her sassing or pin her down and fuck her like a dirty slut. Then, she would eat breakfast with him and kiss him goodbye for work.

Emily had quit her job the week before. She had cited an inability to concentrate and a desire to help more than around the house."Besides,"she smiled at him."It'll give me time to make sure I'm everything you need me to be."

It was the dog collar Nathan had gotten her. He was sure of it. But, the burden didn't seem to leave behind when she took it off for shortly time period of time. Nathan spent fourth dimension studying it one morning when she was in the cascade. There was cypher out of the average. And Emily, without being able-bodied to offer explanation herself, couldn't seem to go anywhere without it displayed proudly on her cervix.

But he wasn't complaining. At all.

Nathan returned from work on Friday to a blonde greeting him at the door.

"How do you like it ?"Emily asked, smiling at him. She turned around so he could see from all sides."I got my hair dyed when you were at work today. I thought it'd help me reckon the part of your bimbo girlfriend a little more. From what I remember, you have a thing for blondes."

She looked like a beautiful slut. She was dressed in a besotted pink tank top - a new plus to her closet - and yoga pants. Her nipples were seeable through the fabric.

"Oh infernal region,"Nathan said, tossing his coat and shoes haphazardly on the solid ground."I need you right now."

Emily giggled as Nathan led her to the bathroom. She practically skipped the whole way there. And, as Nathan tossed her onto the bed, she said,"I've been thinking about this all day. I just have this need for you to bang me."

Nathan kissed her pinko rim."I'm more than felicitous to oblige."

He moved his manus up to her bureau and began to slowly caress her breasts, paying limited care to lightly abstract her teat. Emily began to squirm in delectation. Nathan could finger her hands fumbling with his swath, finally able to unzip his jeans and slither them off. She began to stroke his dick through his Boxer as Nathan kissed her.

He grabbed the sides of her yoga pants, pulling them down her legs and off, into a modest mickle on the story. He smiled up at her."No pantie again, I see."

Emily giggled."I just didn't think I could expect that long to bear you inside of me."

Nathan climbed between her pegleg. He lined his tool up with her already wet pussycat and slowly began to push it in.

"Oh, fuck !"Emily cried out.

Nathan grabbed her hips as he began to hurtle in to her. He glanced down at his girlfriend and saw her smiling nerve and her vacant expression, framed perfectly by her blonde hair.

He began thrusting harder, and Emily grew louder."Oh yeah. Fuck my cunt. Make me your grime piddling slut."

Nathan moved one of his hand to roughly fondle at her breasts as he continued to fuck her. He pinched her nipple slightly, then started running his fingers through her hair. She looked like the perfect piddling bimbo, lying there and smiling as she took his cock deep in her pussy.

Emily wrapped her legs around him, crying out,"Oh ! Harder ! I'm close !"

With a few Sir Thomas More thrusts, Nathan felt Emily's body tense, then she let out a gasp. Her legs gouge him as she orgasmed, closing her optic and moaning out in pleasure.

She brushed a few fibril of haircloth out of her center, and smiled up at Nathan."Now, how about you let me suck in you off,"she said, breathing heavily.

Nathan got off the bed and she followed, quickly falling to her knees and taking his cock into her backtalk. Her light-haired head bobbed up and down on his cock. Nathan ran his fingerbreadth through her hair, and she allowed herself to be guided by his strong hired hand.

Her handwriting rubbed his shaft in retentive solidus as she took a pause to look up at Nathan.

"dear, don't you think I would look sexier for you if I had bigger bosom ?"

Nathan almost blew his load there as Emily looked up at him expectantly from her knees.

"I mean, of course. Have you been thinking about this for a spell ?"

She smiled up at him."Yes I have. I want to have immense knocker and be a honest bimbo trollop for you."

Nathan moaned out as she dipped her straits and went back to sucking on his cock."I'll make an appointment to meet with a Dr. today after work,"he groaned out, already feeling his orgasm approaching.

Emily smiled again at him as he finished in her mouthpiece."Are you as excited as I am for my new boob ?"

Nathan nodded and smiled back as he stared down at his blond girlfriend, kneeling at his feet.

***

"love, are you almost ready ? We're going to miss our dinner party arriere pensee !"Nathan called out, toward their shared bathroom.

"Almost done ! Just putting the finishing pinch on my makeup !"

Nathan turned and went to go sit down in the living room. He was dressed in apparel pants, a White River push down, and a sport coat.

This was the one downside - if it could be called a downside - to his lady friend's bimbo transformation. It now took her nearly an hour to get ‘ street ready ’. He pulled out his phone and started browsing summercater clause.

Nathan looked up as he heard Emily emerge from the bedroom. She was dressed in a short inglorious dress, a intersection of her closet update. It had been two weeks since she had implants put in. She had to buy a heavy number of new turnout, as her breasts had gone from a small B to an F cup. Even though the dress was designed with this in psyche, it looked almost as if her boob were trying to escape from the neckline.

Her lips too had gotten injection. They looked fuller and much more kissable. Especially when coated with that bright pink lipstick that Emily had grown to have a go at it. The rest of her makeup was perfect too. The eyeliner and eye shadow drew tending to her beautiful but rather vacant brown eyes.

She did a small twirl as she entered the room, her heels clicking on the floor."How do I bet dearest ?"

Nathan walked up to her and gave her a deep buss."Very fuckable."

She laughed."That's my favourite compliment, coming from you."

Nathan pulled out his sound and called an uber for the both of them. When the driver arrived, she stared in awe and jealousy at Emily. He could barely hold his center off of her as he drove them to the restaurant, sneaking glances out of the rear view mirror.

The driver let them out right in strawman of the eatery. He took one hold out glance at Emily's cleavage before driving off. Arm in arm, her and Nathan walked toward the fancy Italian restaurant. Even on their short circuit misstep across the sidewalk, men couldn't seem to keep their optic off of Emily's body.

Nathan smiled at her, saying,"Everyone wishes they could have you."

She winked back at him."But none of them can get it on me like you do."

The luminousness were dim, setting a somewhat romantic atmosphere. The eating place was an amazing date localization in the metropolis, so it was filled with middle age couples enjoying their time together. Nathan's public figure was called, and they were seated in a board in the corner of the restaurant.

It seated four, so Emily took the stern on Nathan's left. The waiter came, and both coherent shabu of red wine along with an appetizer.

As soon as the waiter turned to leave, Nathan felt Emily's deal glide up his leg. He looked over at her, and she just smiled as she lightly began to stroke his cock over his pants.

This soon became a game between them, getting easier as they continued to drink more red vino. When the waiter would result, Emily would commence stroking Nathan subtly under the mesa. When he returned, or if they started attracting attention, she would stop, feigning cleaning up a spillage that got on his leg.

The repast, or so it felt, was over in a blur. Both Nathan and Emily were overcome with lust from their little game. And, as soon as Nathan signed the receipt, he and Emily got up to leave. However, instead of turning toward the door, she grabbed his hand and headed toward the back of the restaurant.

She reached the toilet facility, and flashing a devilish grinning at him, opened the room access to the men's room. There was a exclusive middle-aged man there, also dressed in a sports coat. He did a twofold take as they entered, but Emily paid him trivial attention.

She threw open the stall door, pulling Nathan inside with her, and locked it behind them. She dropped to her knees, quickly undoing his knock and dropping his pants to the story. In one motility, she took nearly his entire length into her mouth, overcome with lust.

Nathan leaned back against the stall door, moaning out"Oh fuck"as she bobbed up and down on his turncock. He ran his digit through her blond hair.

Emily continued stroking his cock as she took a suspension to say,"I just couldn't wait. I needed to deliver you. Now."

"I'm fucking glad you didn't wait."

Nathan pulled Emily to her animal foot, grabbing the bottom of her garb and lifting it over her hip joint. He slid her smutty lace panties down to her knees and slowly began rubbing her pussy in pocket-sized circles. She was already wet, practically dripping onto the storey.

Nathan had Emily bend over, bracing herself against the opposite wall. He grabbed her hips with one hand and aligned his cock with the other. Then, in one motion, he thrust his cock into her pussy.

Emily couldn't cease herself from crying out in pleasance, partially covering her mouth with one of her hands. Nathan continued fucking her pussy, reaching one of his hands around to grope at her new F cup breasts.

He began pulling at her pilus, causing Emily's neck opening to bend back and allowing him to control the social movement of her physical structure. He began pulling her in an even rhythm, causing her to proceed towards him with each thrust.

Nathan let out a small moan as he felt his pleasance building. Emily let out a small cry as well, and Nathan felt her consistency strain up. She cried out softly in pleasure, closing her optic as she orgasmed. Feeling Emily's pussy muscle spasm and react pushed Nathan over the edge, and he came deep into her. He sighed out in pleasure as they stood there, panting.

Emily turned around, her grimace pure happiness. She kissed Nathan on the lips before pulling her panties up and her dress back down. Nathan pulled his own bloomers back up and adjusted his clothes for a color of decency.

Then, bridge player in hand, they left the restroom together. There were a couple stares as they crossed the crowded restaurant floor, but they made it back external. Emily looked over at Nathan, and Nathan looked over at Emily, and they both agreed that was the in effect date Nox either of them had ever had.

They began walking home base - it was relatively forgetful, just about ten hour. The streets weren't crowded, but there were quite a few couples out. One in particular caught Nathan's eye.

It was a man with greying hair. He looked about L, dressed in a suit and tie, with a beautiful woman on his arm. She was wearing a form-fitting red gown that emphasized her tumid breasts and hourglass figure. But the object that drew his attending was the velvet-textured black choker around her neck.

The man caught Nathan's eye and nodded knowingly as they passed .