Nathan let his gaze drift up to the view as his nous began to roll, allowing himself to relax on his manner of walking household from work. He started thinking about his job in the law office, 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. individual who could rival his sexual appetite and focus on pleasing him for once. Someone who'd suck him off with her huge lip, and would take care great in a bikini with vast breast implants. He could feel himself starting to get hard, revisiting this all too familiar fantasy.

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

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

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

A small bell dinged as he pushed the room access open, and Nathan saw a middle-aged char behind the counter reading a magazine. She had sinister hair and foresighted fake nails, and she wore a sloshed top that emphasized her boob and was chewing a piece of gum. She continued reading her magazine, uninterested in the guy who had just entered.

There way was filled with ledge and shelves of unwanted ware. feather feather boa met conk out cellular phone and secondhand books. There was a chicken feed display font up at the riposte that seemed to hold some jewelry.

And as Nathan turned to leave, 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 dilute strip of velvet cloth with a silver gray clasp. But Nathan had a weird feeling about the neckband. And he wasn't sure he could exit the store without inquiring about it.

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

The lady looked up from her clip - yellow journalism, from the expression 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,"Well, at least it'll prepare a skillful 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 doorway, 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 head as he took his shoes off."I'm not really in the mode to falsify. Let's just get return out."He walked to the family elbow room, sitting down on the couch. Emily was sitting on the ground, propped up against a pillow acting Xbox.

Nathan began to take his shoes off as Emily continued her plot. He looked over his longsighted time girlfriend, who was wearing sweatpants and a armored combat vehicle top. She still looked extremely attractive in her uncomplimentary clothes. She was 5'4 ”, skinny, with b cup breasts. Her coloured brown hair obscured her saturnine browned optic as she focused completely on the TV.

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

"Eh,"Emily replied."piece of work is workplace. 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 domicile though."

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

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

Emily paused the game and sprang to her feet, walking over to convey the modest bag from Nathan's bridge player. She smiled as she opened up the velvet choker."Oh, I love it !"she said, feeling the material.

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

As Nathan closed the garrotter on her neck, he felt her body go rigid for a bit."dear, are you okay ?"he asked.

Emily turned around and smiled at Nathan, her eye somewhat glazed over. But she blinked and returned to pattern."Of course of study !"she said, leaning in and kissing him on the lip."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 commute quickly before dinner."

Emily walked into the bedroom, shutting the door behind her. Nathan sighed, relaxing against the electric 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 great deal else of it, choosing instead to take care up takeout bill of fare online. Nathan grumbled to himself, noticing that his ducky pizza place had just gone out of business."Honey,"he called out into the bedroom."Would you like Chinese or Mexican ?"

Not hearing a reaction, Nathan continued to lounge on the couch, looking instead at the sports schedule for the weekend. There was a speech sound as the bedroom room access opened, and Nathan turned his point to see Emily emerge. Before this night, Nathan would experience honestly said that Emily did not own any slutty clothing. But seeing her now, he was stunned.

She was dressed in a blotto dim velour harvest top that matched the choker nearly perfectly. She paired it with a tight, dark-skinned red skirt, pulled up high on her waist to show off her foresighted wooden leg. Although she did not bear time to put on as much makeup as she would cause liked, Emily managed to apply some deep red red lipstick and mascara.

Nathan stood there, shocked, as she smiled at him, turning her head slightly to the incline."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 reason 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 have it away ?"

Nathan felt his rooster start to harden. This was just like one of his bimbo fancy, except of course Emily didn't have the manipulate bosom and wasn't currently sucking his cock. But she was starting to look 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 Formosan 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 girlfriend. But, it's like it wasn't her. There was a white expression staring back at him. And something else…was it lust ?

Nathan could feel himself getting hard as Emily sat down adjacent to him, snuggling in close. Her hired man 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 knickers. She said whispered,"It feels like I've been waiting for this all day."

Feeling his own hunger payoff over, Nathan pushed her down on the couch and kissed her deeply. His hand 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 hand continued to rub Nathan's cock through his gasp. She looked into his centre and said,"I have to see it. Now."

Nathan stood up and quickly took his knickers and his boxers off, leaving them in a pile on the ground. Before he could return to the sofa, Emily had gotten off and fallen to her knee. 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 lick and kiss the tip of his cock.

Emily began bobbing her promontory up and down, taking Sir Thomas More and more of his pecker into her mouthpiece. 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 cock ?"

"Ohhhhhh, yeah !"Nathan sighed out, leaning his nous back and closing his optic in pleasance.

He enjoyed the feeling of her lips on his severe pecker. She looked so hot with her bright red sass and tight crop top, moaning as she sucked on his cock. Nathan ran his fingers through her hair, grabbing the back of her head teacher and controlling her movements.

He pulled his peter 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 script do the sleeping accommodation. And, after having him lay down on his spinal column, she climbed on top, kissing him deeply.

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

Nathan reached his script under her tight skirt, noticing that she did not put on panty when she changed, and began to rub Emily's already wet pussy in small circles. Emily moaned out again, burying her head against Nathan's neck and rubbing her clothed dead body against his.

She whispered again,"Pull up my skirt."

As Nathan did, she reached down and aligned his dick with her wet pussycat. In one move she took his intact length into her, moaning out loudly,"Oh, fuck yeah, Nathan. roll in the hay my stiff petty pussy."

Emily closed her eyes and continued moaning as she rode Nathan's cock in short, grinding apparent movement. Nathan saw her breasts move with the rotation of her body, and ineffective to withstand, reached out one of his men to flirt with her tit through the material of her shirt.

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

Nathan felt his own orgasm approach. Suddenly cognizant that they had neglected to use a rubber, 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 hips and pulled her down on his cock. He moaned in pleasure as he felt himself cum deep into her snatch. He lay there on the bed, panting, and saw Emily calculate down at his happy font 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 slattern for a girlfriend. In the break of the day, she would wake up 20 minutes before him. She would pop coffee and breakfast, then go put on some make-up, mascara, and lipstick. She would mount back into bed with Nathan and come alive him up with a blowjob. He would either cum in her mouth or pin her down and fuck her like a cheating slut. Then, she would eat breakfast with him and kiss him goodbye for work.

Emily had quit her job the workweek before. She had cited an unfitness to focus and a desire to help more than around the house."Besides,"she smiled at him."It'll reach me meter to relieve oneself sure as shooting I'm everything you need me to be."

It was the ruff Nathan had gotten her. He was sure of it. But, the effect didn't seem to result when she took it off for short-circuit periods of time. Nathan spent clip studying it one break of the day when she was in the shower. There was nix 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 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 tomentum 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 matter for blondes."

She looked like a beautiful slut. She was dressed in a tight pinko army tank top - a new accession to her press - and yoga pants. Her mammilla were visible through the fabric.

"Oh hell,"Nathan said, tossing his coat and skid haphazardly on the priming."I need you rectify now."

Emily giggled as Nathan led her to the bath. 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 fuck me."

Nathan kissed her garden pink sass."I'm more than well-chosen to oblige."

He moved his hand up to her breast and began to slowly caress her white meat, paying special concern to lightly pinch her nipples. Emily began to squirm in delight. Nathan could feel her hands fumbling with his swath, finally able to unzip his jean and slide them off. She began to stroke his stopcock through his boxers as Nathan kissed her.

He grabbed the sides of her yoga bloomers, pulling them down her leg and off, into a small pile on the level. He smiled up at her."No step-in again, I see."

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

Nathan climbed between her legs. He lined his dick up with her already wet pussycat and slowly began to agitate it in.

"Oh, piece of tail !"Emily cried out.

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

He began thrusting harder, and Emily grew louder."Oh yeah. Fuck my pussy. Make me your bemire lilliputian slut."

Nathan moved one of his hands to roughly fondle at her bosom as he continued to hump her. He pinched her tit slightly, then started running his digit through her hair. She looked like the consummate picayune bimbo, lying there and smiling as she took his cock deep in her pussy.

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

With a few to a greater extent thrusts, Nathan felt Emily's torso tense, then she let out a gasp. Her legs press him as she orgasmed, closing her eyes and moaning out in pleasure.

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

Nathan got off the bed and she followed, quickly falling to her knees and taking his putz into her mouth. Her blonde head bobbed up and down on his cock. Nathan ran his fingers through her tomentum, and she allowed herself to be guided by his inviolable hand.

Her handwriting rubbed his shaft in yearn strokes as she took a breaking to front up at Nathan.

"Honey, don't you think I would attend aphrodisiac for you if I had bigger knocker ?"

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

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

She smiled up at him."Yes I have. I want to take immense breast and be a true bimbo slut for you."

Nathan moaned out as she dipped her heading and went back to sucking on his pecker."I'll make an appointment to meet 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 gear up ? We're going to neglect our dinner reserve !"Nathan called out, toward their shared bathroom.

"Almost done ! Just putting the finishing sense of touch on my composition !"

Nathan turned and went to go sit down in the living way. He was dressed in dress pants, a ovalbumin clit down, and a blazer.

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

Nathan looked up as he heard Emily emerge from the chamber. She was dressed in a short black dress, a intersection of her wardrobe update. It had been two weeks since she had implants put in. She had to buy a turgid routine 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 thinker, it looked almost as if her bosom were trying to bunk from the neckline.

Her lips too had gotten injection. They looked Buckminster Fuller and much more kissable. Especially when coated with that hopeful pink lip rouge that Emily had grown to eff. The rest of her war paint was consummate too. The eyeliner and eye shadow drew aid to her beautiful but rather vacant chocolate-brown eyes.

She did a small whirl as she entered the room, her bounder clicking on the trading floor."How do I face honey ?"

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

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

Nathan pulled out his phone 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 heart off of her as he drove them to the restaurant, sneaking glimpse out of the rear view mirror.

The device driver let them out right in social movement of the eatery. He took one lastly glance at Emily's segmentation before driving off. Arm in arm, her and Nathan walked toward the fondness Italian restaurant. Even on their myopic misstep across the sidewalk, men couldn't seem to continue their eyes off of Emily's body.

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

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

The brightness were dim, setting a somewhat amorous atm. The eatery was an get date position in the urban center, so it was filled with middle age duet enjoying their time together. Nathan's name was called, and they were seated in a table in the corner of the restaurant.

It seated four, so Emily took the rump on Nathan's left. The server came, and both ordered glassful of red wine along with an appetizer.

As soon as the server turned to entrust, Nathan felt Emily's mitt slideway up his leg. He looked over at her, and she just smiled as she lightly began to stroke his cock over his trouser.

This soon became a plot between them, getting easier as they continued to drink more red wine. When the server would get out, Emily would get stroking Nathan subtly under the table. When he returned, or if they started attracting attention, she would block, 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 leave. However, instead of turning toward the door, she grabbed his hand and headed toward the back of the restaurant.

She reached the public lavatory, and flashing a devilish smile at him, opened the door to the men's room. There was a ace middle-aged man there, also dressed in a play coating. He did a double takings as they entered, but Emily paid him little attention.

She threw open the drag one's heels doorway, pulling Nathan inside with her, and locked it behind them. She dropped to her knees, quickly undoing his belt ammunition and dropping his trouser to the trading floor. In one question, she took nearly his entire length into her mouth, overcome with lust.

Nathan leaned back against the drag one's feet door, 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 stopcock as she took a intermission to say,"I just couldn't wait. I needed to bear you. Now."

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

Nathan pulled Emily to her feet, grabbing the tooshie of her clothes and lifting it over her rosehip. He slid her fateful lace step-in down to her genu and slowly began rubbing her pussy in humble circles. She was already wet, practically dripping onto the base.

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

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

He began pulling at her pilus, causing Emily's neck opening to bend back and allowing him to hold in the front of her dead body. He began pulling her in an even rhythm, causing her to run towards him with each thrust.

Nathan let out a pocket-sized moan as he felt his pleasure building. Emily let out a small cry as well, and Nathan felt her trunk tense up. She cried out softly in pleasure, closing her optic as she orgasmed. Feeling Emily's slit cramp and react 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 side pure felicity. She kissed Nathan on the lips before pulling her step-in up and her dress back down. Nathan pulled his own pants back up and adjusted his clothes for a semblance of decency.

Then, script in script, they left the restroom together. There were a couple stares as they crossed the crowded eating place trading 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 respectable date night either of them had ever had.

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

It was a man with greying hair's-breadth. He looked about fifty, dressed in a suit and tie, with a beautiful charwoman on his arm. She was wearing a form-fitting red gown that emphasized her large chest and hourglass trope. But the object that drew his aid was the velvet black choker around her neck.

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