Nathan let his regard drift up to the horizon as his nous began to vagabond, allowing himself to loosen on his walk home from oeuvre. He started thinking about his job in the law agency, 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. Someone who could rival his intimate appetite and focus on pleasing him for once. Someone who'd suck him off with her vast lip, and would attend neat in a bikini with huge chest implants. He could palpate himself starting to get severely, revisiting this all too familiar fantasy.

A car horn made Nathan reappearance to reality, and he was reminded suddenly of Emily and their lackluster sex life."I guess that's how advanced human relationship go,"Nathan sighed to himself.

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

As he turned to correct his form, a nighttime 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 lay out for Emily.

A small bell dinged as he pushed the door loose, and Nathan saw a middle-aged woman behind the comeback reading a magazine. She had colored hair and foresightful fake nails, and she wore a tight top that emphasized her breasts and was chewing a man of gum. She continued reading her magazine, uninterested in the guy who had just entered.

There room was filled with ledge and ledge of unwanted merchandise. plumage feather boa met broken cellphone and secondhand books. There was a crank display grammatical case up at the counter that seemed to harbor some jewelry.

And as Nathan turned to go forth, he saw his eyes 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 thin airstrip of velvet cloth with a silvery clasp. But Nathan had a Weird feeling about the ruffle. And he wasn't sure he could get out the computer memory without inquiring about it.

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

The ma'am looked up from her magazine - tabloids, from the spirit of it - and eyed the ruffle, absentmindedly chewing her gum."$ 20,"she said, already dropping her gaze 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 good reason for him going in there to buy anything. Shaking his oral sex as he walked, he thought,"Well, at to the lowest degree it'll make a salutary present tense for Emily. Maybe I'll even get sex out of it tonight."He retraced his steps, finally arriving place 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 prepare for myself !"

Nathan shook his principal as he took his shoe off."I'm not really in the mood to fake. Let's just get lease 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 take his shoes off as Emily continued her secret plan. He looked over his long time girlfriend, who was wearing sweatpants and a storage tank top. She still looked extremely attractive in her unflattering clothes. She was 5'4 ”, skinny, with b cup boob. Her colored chocolate-brown hair's-breadth obscured her dark browned eyes as she focused completely on the TV.

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

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

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

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

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

Emily paused the game and sprang to her feet, walking over to take the little bag from Nathan's hands. She smiled as she opened up the velvet choker."Oh, I love it !"she said, feeling the framework.

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

As Nathan closed the choker on her neck, he felt her trunk go rigid for a instant."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 course !"she said, leaning in and kissing him on the back talk."Thank you for the gift !"

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 vary quickly before dinner."

Emily walked into the chamber, shutting the threshold behind her. Nathan sighed, relaxing against the death chair."Well,"he thought to himself."That's…kind of weird. Usually she just wears that the entire evening."

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

Not hearing a response, Nathan continued to lurk on the couch, looking instead at the sports schedule for the weekend. There was a sound as the bedroom door opened, and Nathan turned his read/write head to see Emily emerge. Before this night, Nathan would make honestly said that Emily did not own any slutty clothing. But seeing her now, he was stunned.

She was dressed in a crocked Shirley Temple velours crop top that matched the choker nearly perfectly. She paired it with a fast, dark red skirt, pulled up heights on her waist to demo off her farseeing wooden leg. Although she did not have clock time to put on as much war paint as she would have liked, Emily managed to utilize some ruby red lipstick and mascara.

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

"Um…yeah !"Nathan said, still confused."But why did you commute ? 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 know ?"

Nathan felt his cock start to temper. This was just like one of his bimbo fantasies, except of track Emily didn't have the fake tits and wasn't currently sucking his cock. But she was starting to see 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 require Chinese 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 girl. But, it's like it wasn't her. There was a space look staring back at him. And something else…was it lust ?

Nathan could finger himself getting hard as Emily sat down future to him, snuggling in close. Her hand rested on his second joint, but he could swear he felt it moving up toward his prick.

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

Feeling his own lust take over, Nathan pushed her John L. H. Down on the sofa and kissed her deeply. His hand began to rub Emily's breast, 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 hand continued to rub Nathan's prick through his gasp. She looked into his eyes and said,"I have to see it. Now."

Nathan stood up and quickly took his pant and his Boxer off, leaving them in a pile on the background. Before he could return to the couch, Emily had gotten off and fallen to her knees. She placed on of her workforce on his cock, slowly rubbing it as she looked up at Nathan's face. Then, slowly, she moved her mouth forward and began to lightly lap and kiss the tip of his shaft.

Emily began bobbing her psyche up and down, taking more and more of his cock into her mouth. Her hand drifted down to the end of his shaft and she began playing with his nut. 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 foreland back and closing his eyes in pleasure.

He enjoyed the tactual sensation of her rim on his severely cock. She looked so hot with her brightly red lips and blind drunk craw top, moaning as she sucked on his cock. Nathan ran his fingerbreadth through her hair, grabbing the dorsum of her headway and controlling her movement.

He pulled his rooster out of Emily's mouthpiece, and she groaned, looking up into Nathan's eye 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 back, she climbed on top, kissing him deeply.

Emily kissed down the side of his human face, nibbling lightly on his ear and whispered,"tactile property 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 snatch in pocket-sized circles. Emily moaned out again, burying her mind 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 entire length into her, moaning out loudly,"Oh, fuck yeah, Nathan. Fuck my tight little pussy."

Emily closed her eyes and continued moaning as she rode Nathan's cock in short, grinding movement. Nathan saw her boob move with the gyrations of her body, and unable to resist, reached out one of his manus to play with her nipples through the fabric of her shirt.

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

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

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

With that, Nathan grabbed her hip joint and pulled her down on his cock. He moaned in joy as he felt himself cum deep into her pussy. He lay there on the bed, trousering, and saw Emily look down at his happy brass 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 girlfriend. In the cockcrow, she would wake up XX mo before him. She would start coffee and breakfast, then go put on some make-up, mascara, and lipstick. She would climb back into bed with Nathan and rouse him up with a cock sucking. He would either cum in her mouth or pin her down and fuck her like a sordid slut. Then, she would eat breakfast with him and osculate him goodbye for work.

Emily had quit her job the hebdomad before. She had cited an inability to focus and a desire to help Thomas More around the house."Besides,"she smiled at him."It'll give me meter to make believe sure I'm everything you need me to be."

It was the ruff Nathan had gotten her. He was for sure of it. But, the effect didn't seem to leave behind when she took it off for short circuit periods of clock time. Nathan spent fourth dimension studying it one morning when she was in the exhibitioner. There was nothing out of the ordinary. And Emily, without being capable to propose 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 blond 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 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 slattern. She was dressed in a fuddled pink tank top - a new addition to her closet - and yoga pants. Her nipple were visible through the fabric.

"Oh hell on earth,"Nathan said, tossing his coating and shoes haphazardly on the ground."I need you right now."

Emily giggled as Nathan led her to the bathroom. She practically skipped the solid 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 fuck me."

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

He moved his hand up to her dresser and began to slowly fondle her chest, paying limited care to lightly pinch her pap. Emily began to squirm in delight. Nathan could feel her custody fumbling with his knock, finally able to unzip his jeans and slide them off. She began to stroke his prick through his boxers as Nathan kissed her.

He grabbed the sides of her yoga pants, pulling them down her legs and off, into a humble great deal on the floor. He smiled up at her."No step-in again, I see."

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

Nathan climbed between her legs. 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 rosehip as he began to squeeze in to her. He glanced down at his girlfriend and saw her grin fount and her vacant aspect, framed perfectly by her blonde tomentum.

He began thrusting harder, and Emily grew louder."Oh yeah. Fuck my pussy. wee-wee me your ill-gotten little slut."

Nathan moved one of his hands to roughly fondle at her chest as he continued to fuck her. He pinched her nipple slightly, then started running his finger's breadth through her hair. She looked like the perfect little bimbo, lying there and smiling as she took his cock deep in her pussy.

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

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

She brushed a few strands of tomentum out of her eyes, and smiled up at Nathan."Now, how about you let me draw you off,"she said, breathing heavily.

Nathan got off the bed and she followed, quickly falling to her knee joint and taking his cock into her mouth. Her blonde headspring bobbed up and down on his cock. Nathan ran his finger through her hair, and she allowed herself to be guided by his strong script.

Her handwriting rubbed his rotating shaft in farsighted stroking as she took a break to look up at Nathan.

"Honey, don't you think I would look aphrodisiacal for you if I had expectant breast ?"

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

"I mean, of path. Have you been thinking about this for a patch ?"

She smiled up at him."Yes I have. I want to give huge tits and be a true bimbo slut for you."

Nathan moaned out as she dipped her heading and went back to sucking on his cock."I'll make an designation to get together with a doctor today after work,"he groaned out, already feeling his orgasm approaching.

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

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

***

"honey, are you almost ready ? We're going to overleap our dinner reservations !"Nathan called out, toward their shared bathroom.

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

Nathan turned and went to go sit down in the living elbow room. He was dressed in garb bloomers, a white button down, and a sport jacket.

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

Nathan looked up as he heard Emily emerge from the bedroom. She was dressed in a scant black dress, a product of her wardrobe update. It had been two weeks since she had implants put in. She had to buy a large number of new outfits, as her breast had gone from a small B to an F cup. Even though the dress was designed with this in mind, it looked almost as if her boob were trying to escape from the neckline.

Her lips too had gotten shot. They looked fuller and much more kissable. Especially when coated with that vivid pink lip rouge that Emily had grown to love. The sleep of her makeup was perfect too. The eyeliner and eye shadow drew attention to her beautiful but rather vacant Robert Brown eyes.

She did a minuscule twirl as she entered the room, her heels clicking on the floor."How do I wait beloved ?"

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

She laughed."That's my front-runner compliment, coming from you."

Nathan pulled out his speech sound and called an uber for the both of them. When the device driver arrived, she stared in awe and green-eyed monster at Emily. He could barely keep his optic off of her as he drove them to the restaurant, sneaking coup d'oeil out of the rear survey mirror.

The driver let them out right in front of the restaurant. He took one last coup d'oeil at Emily's segmentation before driving off. Arm in arm, her and Nathan walked toward the illusion Italian eating house. Even on their short trip across the sidewalk, men couldn't seem to observe their eyes off of Emily's body.

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

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

The Christ Within were dim, setting a somewhat romantic atmosphere. The restaurant was an mystify date location in the urban center, so it was filled with midriff age mates enjoying their meter together. Nathan's figure was called, and they were seated in a table in the corner of the restaurant.

It seated four, so Emily took the seat on Nathan's left. The waiter came, and both ordered chicken feed of red wine along with an appetizer.

As soon as the waiter turned to get out, Nathan felt Emily's hand microscope slide up his leg. He looked over at her, and she just smiled as she lightly began to stroke his cock over his drawers.

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

The meal, or so it felt, was over in a blur. Both Nathan and Emily were overcome with lustfulness from their little game. And, as soon as Nathan signed the receipt, he and Emily got up to pull up stakes. However, instead of turning toward the room access, she grabbed his paw and headed toward the back of the restaurant.

She reached the public lavatory, and flashing a roguish smile at him, opened the threshold to the men's room. There was a unity middle-aged man there, also dressed in a athletics coating. He did a double issue as they entered, but Emily paid him small attention.

She threw outdoors the stall threshold, 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 flooring. In one motion, she took nearly his entire distance into her mouth, overcome with lust.

Nathan leaned back against the conk threshold, moaning out"Oh fuck"as she bobbed up and down on his cock. He ran his finger's breadth through her blond hair.

Emily continued stroking his stopcock as she took a good luck to say,"I just couldn't postponement. I needed to deliver you. Now."

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

Nathan pulled Emily to her feet, grabbing the tooshie of her dress and lifting it over her articulatio coxae. He slid her black lace pantie down to her knees and slowly began rubbing her puss in low R-2. She was already wet, practically dripping onto the floor.

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

Emily couldn't stop herself from crying out in pleasure, partially covering her back talk with one of her work force. Nathan continued fucking her kitty-cat, reaching one of his deal around to grope at her new F cup breasts.

He began pulling at her hair, causing Emily's neck to bend back and allowing him to control the movement of her body. He began pulling her in an even calendar method, causing her to move towards him with each thrust.

Nathan let out a small moan as he felt his pleasure building. Emily let out a little cry as well, and Nathan felt her organic structure tense up up. She cried out softly in pleasance, closing her eyes as she orgasmed. Feeling Emily's pussy spasm and respond pushed Nathan over the sharpness, and he came deep into her. He sighed out in pleasure as they stood there, panting.

Emily turned around, her cheek pure felicity. She kissed Nathan on the mouth before pulling her step-in up and her dress back down. Nathan pulled his own knickers back up and adjusted his clothes for a gloss of decency.

Then, hand in hand, they left the restroom together. There were a match stares as they crossed the crowded eatery floor, but they made it back outside. Emily looked over at Nathan, and Nathan looked over at Emily, and they both agreed that was the best date night either of them had ever had.

They began walking home - it was relatively short, just about ten hour. 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 hairsbreadth. He looked about fifty, dressed in a courting and tie, with a beautiful char on his arm. She was wearing a form-fitting red gown that emphasized her large bosom and hourglass build. But the object that drew his attention was the velvet-textured blackamoor choker around her neck.

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