Nathan let his regard drift up to the horizon as his mind began to wander, allowing himself to slack on his walk of life menage from oeuvre. He started thinking about his job in the law office staff, and how he had dreamed of it since he was a kid.

Nathan continued this train of thought, moving on to his girlfriend, Emily. He had always imagined that he would end up with, well, a bimbo. somebody who could match his sexual appetite and concentre on pleasing him for once. Someone who'd suck him off with her huge lips, and would appear great in a bikini with huge breast implants. He could feel himself starting to get hard, revisiting this all too familiar fantasy.

A car saddle horn made Nathan return key to reality, and he was reminded suddenly of Emily and their lackluster sex life."I guess that's how New relationships go,"Nathan sighed to himself.

He raised his head, realizing he'd gone a dyad streets too far."turd,"Nathan swore under his breath.

As he turned to correct his course, a dark storefront caught his eye. It looked like another seedy instrument workshop, but Nathan felt himself drawn towards it. He had been meaning to get a represent for Emily.

A diminished bell dinged as he pushed the door open, and Nathan saw a middle-aged charwoman behind the counter reading a magazine. She had benighted hair and long fake nails, and she wore a smashed top that emphasized her bosom and was chewing a piece of gum. She continued reading her magazine, uninterested in the guy who had just entered.

There elbow room was filled with shelves and ledge of undesirable merchandise. feather boas met broken cell and secondhand Quran. There was a glass display case up at the retort that seemed to bear some jewellery.

And as Nathan turned to will, he saw his middle drawn to a black, velvet chocker that was nearly hidden behind a set of glassware. Without thinking, he reached out and picked it up. It was essentially a tenuous flight strip of velvet cloth with a silver clasp. But Nathan had a unearthly feeling about the dog collar. And he wasn't sure he could entrust the shop without inquiring about it.

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

The lady looked up from her cartridge holder - tabloids, from the look of it - and eyed the choker, absentmindedly chewing her gum."$ 20,"she said, already dropping her gaze back to the colorful 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 dependable reason for him going in there to buy anything. Shaking his head as he walked, he thought,"fountainhead, at least it'll make a safe present tense for Emily. Maybe I'll even get sex out of it tonight."He retraced his pace, 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 area."Hey ! What took you so long ! I almost had to cook for myself !"

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

Nathan began to convey his shoes off as Emily continued her secret plan. He looked over his hanker time girlfriend, 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 dark browned hair obscured her dark brown eyes as she focused completely on the TV.

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

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

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

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

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

Emily paused the game and sprang to her fundament, walking over to take the small bag from Nathan's mitt. She smiled as she opened up the velvet throttler."Oh, I love it !"she said, feeling the fabric.

She turned, sitting down on Nathan's knee joint."Can you brooch it for me ?"

As Nathan closed the choker on her neck, he felt her body go rigid for a sec."Honey, are you okay ?"he asked.

Emily turned around and smiled at Nathan, her eyes somewhat glazed over. But she blinked and returned to normal."Of line !"she said, leaning in and kissing him on the lips."Thank you for the talent !"

Without appearing to retrieve 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 bedroom, shutting the room access behind her. Nathan sighed, relaxing against the hot seat."Well,"he thought to himself."That's…kind of weird. Usually she just wears that the entire evening."

But, he didn't think a lot else of it, choosing instead to look up takeout menus online. Nathan grumbled to himself, noticing that his pet pizza place had just gone out of business."Honey,"he called out into the bedroom."Would you like Chinese or Mexican ?"

Not hearing a reply, Nathan continued to footle on the couch, looking instead at the sportswoman schedule for the weekend. There was a sound as the sleeping room door opened, and Nathan turned his head to see Emily emerge. Before this night, Nathan would take honestly said that Emily did not own any slutty vesture. But seeing her now, he was stunned.

She was dressed in a soused shameful velours crop top that matched the garroter nearly perfectly. She paired it with a tight, dark red annulus, pulled up high on her waist to show off her long legs. Although she did not have time to put on as practically makeup as she would have liked, Emily managed to enforce some ruby red lipstick and mascara.

Nathan stood there, shocked, as she smiled at him, turning her head word slightly to the side."So,"she said."Do I calculate pretty ?"

"Um…yeah !"Nathan said, still confused."But why did you transfer ? 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 More understanding 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 experience ?"

Nathan felt his pecker start to harden. This was just like one of his bimbo fantasies, except of course Emily didn't have the wangle knocker and wasn't currently sucking his turncock. But she was starting to look the part.

"I was wondering what you wanted to do for 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 eyes of his lady friend. But, it's like it wasn't her. There was a blank look staring back at him. And something else…was it lust ?

Nathan could feel himself getting hard as Emily sat down succeeding to him, snuggling in close. Her hand rested on his thigh, but he could swear he felt it moving up toward his cock.

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

Feeling his own lecherousness proceeds over, Nathan pushed her down on the couch and kissed her deeply. His hand began to rub Emily's white meat, 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 handwriting continued to rub Nathan's turncock through his pants. She looked into his eyes and said,"I have to see it. Now."

Nathan stood up and quickly took his pants and his boxers off, leaving them in a pile on the land. Before he could turn back to the lounge, Emily had gotten off and light to her knees. She placed on of her mitt on his tool, slowly rubbing it as she looked up at Nathan's aspect. Then, slowly, she moved her sassing forward and began to lightly lick and kiss the tip of his cock.

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

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

He enjoyed the feeling of her lips on his backbreaking cock. She looked so hot with her brilliant red lip and mean craw top, moaning as she sucked on his cock. Nathan ran his fingers through her tomentum, grabbing the back of her heading and controlling her movements.

He pulled his cock out of Emily's mouth, and she groaned, looking up into Nathan's eyes with a lust 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 back, she climbed on top, kissing him deeply.

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

Nathan reached his hand under her tight skirt, noticing that she did not put on panties when she changed, and began to rub Emily's already wet kitty-cat in belittled band. Emily moaned out again, burying her head against Nathan's neck and rubbing her clothed body 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 motion she took his total duration into her, moaning out loudly,"Oh, fuck yeah, Nathan. Fuck my mean little pussy."

Emily closed her eyes and continued moaning as she rode Nathan's cock in dead, detrition question. Nathan saw her breasts move with the rotation of her physical structure, and unable to reject, reached out one of his handwriting to play with her nipples through the framework of her shirt.

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

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

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

With that, Nathan grabbed her articulatio coxae and pulled her down on his cock. He moaned in delight as he felt himself cum deep into her kitty-cat. He lay there on the bed, heaving, and saw Emily look down at his felicitous face with delight.

"I'm glad you enjoyed that so a good deal !"

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 jade for a girlfriend. In the first light, she would wake up twenty minutes before him. She would start umber and breakfast, then go put on some makeup, mascara, and lipstick. She would climb up back into bed with Nathan and awake him up with a blowjob. He would either cum in her back talk or pin her down and fuck her like a dirty slut. Then, she would eat breakfast with him and snog him goodbye for work.

Emily had quit her job the workweek before. She had cited an unfitness to sharpen and a desire to help to a greater extent around the house."Besides,"she smiled at him."It'll collapse me time to make sure I'm everything you need me to be."

It was the choker Nathan had gotten her. He was sure of it. But, the force didn't seem to pass on when she took it off for short periods of meter. Nathan spent time studying it one dayspring when she was in the cascade. There was nothing out of the average. And Emily, without being capable to offer explanation herself, couldn't seem to go anywhere without it displayed proudly on her neck.

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 pilus dyed when you were at work today. I thought it'd help me look the part of your bimbo girlfriend a little more. From what I remember, you have a thing for blondes."

She looked like a beautiful hussy. She was dressed in a cockeyed pinko tank top - a new gain to her wardrobe - and yoga pants. Her nipples were visible through the fabric.

"Oh hell,"Nathan said, tossing his coating and shoes haphazardly on the ground."I need you aright 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 motive for you to have intercourse me."

Nathan kissed her garden pink sassing."I'm more than happy to oblige."

He moved his helping hand up to her chest and began to slowly caress her chest, paying special upkeep to lightly filch her teat. Emily began to squirm in delight. Nathan could feel her script fumbling with his belt, finally able to unzip his jeans and slither them off. She began to stroke his cock through his boxers as Nathan kissed her.

He grabbed the sides of her yoga drawers, pulling them down her legs and off, into a low nap on the floor. He smiled up at her."No panty again, I see."

Emily giggled."I just didn't think I could hold off that long to have you inside of me."

Nathan climbed between her peg. He lined his cock up with her already wet pussy and slowly began to push it in.

"Oh, fuck !"Emily cried out.

Nathan grabbed her hips as he began to thrust in to her. He glanced down at his girlfriend and saw her grinning font and her vacant expression, framed perfectly by her blond hair.

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

Nathan moved one of his hands to roughly caress at her breasts as he continued to fuck her. He pinched her nipple slightly, then started running his fingers through her tomentum. She looked like the perfect little bimbo, lying there and smiling as she took his putz oceanic abyss in her pussy.

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

With a few more thrust, Nathan felt Emily's consistence tense, then she let out a gasp. Her legs gouge him as she orgasmed, closing her eyes and moaning out in pleasure.

She brushed a few fibril of hair out of her heart, and smiled up at Nathan."Now, how about you let me wet-nurse you off,"she said, breathing heavily.

Nathan got off the bed and she followed, quickly falling to her genu and taking his cock into her mouth. Her blond head bobbed up and down on his stopcock. Nathan ran his fingers through her hair, and she allowed herself to be guided by his strong bridge player.

Her helping hand rubbed his pecker in foresighted stroking as she took a break to look up at Nathan.

"beloved, don't you think I would seem sexier for you if I had bigger chest ?"

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

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

She smiled up at him."Yes I have. I want to get vast titty and be a avowedly bimbo slovenly woman for you."

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

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

Nathan nodded and smiled back as he stared down at his blonde girl, kneeling at his feet.

***

"beloved, are you almost prepare ? We're going to miss our dinner reservation !"Nathan called out, toward their shared bathroom.

"Almost done ! Just putting the finish skin senses on my makeup !"

Nathan turned and went to go sit down in the living room. He was dressed in wearing apparel gasp, a white button down, and a sports jacket.

This was the one downside - if it could be called a downside - to his girlfriend's bimbo transmutation. It now took her nearly an hour to get ‘ street ready ’. He pulled out his headphone and started browsing sports article.

Nathan looked up as he heard Emily emerge from the sleeping accommodation. She was dressed in a short Negro clothes, a intersection of her press update. It had been two weeks since she had implants put in. She had to buy a large numeral of new outfits, as her breasts had gone from a small B to an F cup. Even though the attire was designed with this in mind, it looked almost as if her breasts were trying to scarper from the neckline.

Her lips too had gotten injection. They looked Buckminster Fuller and much more kissable. Especially when coated with that brilliant pink lip rouge that Emily had grown to make out. The rest of her makeup was perfect too. The eyeliner and eye trace drew attention to her beautiful but rather vacant brown eyes.

She did a belittled twirl as she entered the way, her heels clicking on the story."How do I count beloved ?"

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

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

Nathan pulled out his earphone and called an uber for the both of them. When the driver arrived, she stared in awe and jealousy at Emily. He could barely keep his eyes 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 front of the restaurant. He took one last coup d'oeil at Emily's cleavage before driving off. Arm in arm, her and Nathan walked toward the envision Italian restaurant. Even on their short trip across the pavement, men couldn't seem to keep their heart off of Emily's body.

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

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

The light were dim, setting a somewhat amatory atmosphere. The restaurant was an beat engagement location in the metropolis, so it was filled with middle age couples enjoying their fourth dimension together. Nathan's epithet was called, and they were seated in a table in the recession of the restaurant.

It seated four, so Emily took the backside on Nathan's left. The server came, and both arranged methamphetamine hydrochloride of red vino along with an appetizer.

As soon as the waiter turned to leave, Nathan felt Emily's hand slide 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 secret plan between them, getting easier as they continued to wassail more red wine. When the server would leave, Emily would begin stroking Nathan subtly under the table. When he returned, or if they started attracting attention, she would hold on, feigning cleaning up a spillway that got on his leg.

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

She reached the restroom, and flashing a mephistophelean grinning at him, opened the door to the men's room. There was a single middle-aged man there, also dressed in a summercater pelage. He did a double take as they entered, but Emily paid him minuscule attention.

She threw open the conk door, pulling Nathan inside with her, and locked it behind them. She dropped to her knees, quickly undoing his belt and dropping his pants to the base. In one motion, she took nearly his total length into her rima oris, overcome with lust.

Nathan leaned back against the stall doorway, moaning out"Oh fuck"as she bobbed up and down on his cock. He ran his fingers through her blonde hair.

Emily continued stroking his cock as she took a gap to say,"I just couldn't hold. I needed to induce you. Now."

"I'm ass gladiolus you didn't wait."

Nathan pulled Emily to her fundament, grabbing the bottom of her frock and lifting it over her coxa. He slid her smuggled lace panties down to her stifle and slowly began rubbing her slit in pocket-size circles. She was already wet, practically dripping onto the floor.

Nathan had Emily bend over, bracing herself against the opposite wall. He grabbed her pelvic arch with one manus and aligned his cock with the other. Then, in one motility, he thrust his stopcock into her pussy.

Emily couldn't quit herself from crying out in pleasure, partially covering her back talk with one of her hands. Nathan continued fucking her kitty, reaching one of his hand around to grope at her new F cup breasts.

He began pulling at her hair, causing Emily's neck opening to turn away back and allowing him to insure the movement of her body. He began pulling her in an even rhythm, causing her to impress towards him with each thrust.

Nathan let out a belittled moan as he felt his joy building. Emily let out a little cry as well, and Nathan felt her dead body tense up. She cried out softly in pleasure, closing her eyes as she orgasmed. Feeling Emily's kitty-cat spasm and react pushed Nathan over the edge, and he came deep into her. He sighed out in joy 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 wearing apparel back down. Nathan pulled his own pants back up and adjusted his clothes for a semblance of decency.

Then, hand in hand, they left the restroom together. There were a couple stares as they crossed the crowded restaurant trading floor, but they made it back out-of-door. Emily looked over at Nathan, and Nathan looked over at Emily, and they both agreed that was the best date dark either of them had ever had.

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

It was a man with greying hair. He looked about fifty, dressed in a wooing and tie, with a beautiful woman on his arm. She was wearing a form-fitting red gown that emphasized her large boob and hourglass figure. But the object that drew his attention was the velvet black choker around her neck.

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