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

Nathan continued this gear of thought, moving on to his girlfriend, Emily. He had always imagined that he would end up with, well, a bimbo. individual who could touch his sexual appetite and sharpen on pleasing him for once. individual who'd suck him off with her huge lips, and would look enceinte in a bikini with immense white meat 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 lustreless sex living."I guess that's how modernistic 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 place.

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

A pocket-sized bell dinged as he pushed the doorway open, and Nathan saw a middle-aged cleaning lady behind the counter reading a magazine. She had dark hair and long fake nails, and she wore a tight top that emphasized her breasts and was chewing a piece of gum. She continued reading her magazine publisher, uninterested in the guy who had just entered.

There elbow room was filled with ledge and shelves of unwanted product. plume boas met crushed cellphone and secondhand books. There was a looking glass display case up at the comeback that seemed to reserve 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 thin strip of velvet cloth with a eloquent clasp. But Nathan had a weird opinion about the throttler. And he wasn't sure he could leave the computer storage without inquiring about it.

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

The lady looked up from her powder store - rag, 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 good reason for him going in there to buy anything. Shaking his point as he walked, he thought,"well, at least it'll throw a good present tense 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 orbit."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 mood to fudge. Let's just get strike out."He walked to the crime syndicate room, sitting down on the couch. Emily was sitting on the ground, propped up against a pillow performing Xbox.

Nathan began to take his shoes off as Emily continued her game. He looked over his hanker meter 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 embrown hair obscured her dreary brown oculus as she focused completely on the TV.

"So,"Nathan said, putting his shoes beside the sofa."How was your day ?"

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

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

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

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

Emily paused the game and sprang to her ft, walking over to charter the small bag from Nathan's hands. She smiled as she opened up the velvet neck ruff."Oh, I love it !"she said, feeling the textile.

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

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

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

Without appearing to conceive 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 modification quickly before dinner."

Emily walked into the bedroom, shutting the threshold 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 good deal else of it, choosing instead to look up takeout menus online. Nathan grumbled to himself, noticing that his favorite pizza lieu had just gone out of line."honey,"he called out into the bedroom."Would you like Chinese or Mexican ?"

Not hearing a response, Nathan continued to lounge on the couch, looking instead at the sports schedule for the weekend. There was a sound as the chamber room access opened, and Nathan turned his capitulum to see Emily emerge. Before this dark, Nathan would have honestly said that Emily did not own any slutty wearable. But seeing her now, he was stunned.

She was dressed in a smashed black velours crop top that matched the neck ruff nearly perfectly. She paired it with a tight, saturnine red dame, pulled up gamy on her waist to show off her long peg. Although she did not own clock time to put on as much makeup as she would get liked, Emily managed to apply some ruby red lipstick and mascara.

Nathan stood there, shocked, as she smiled at him, turning her headway slightly to the position."So,"she said."Do I wait pretty ?"

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

Nathan felt his turncock start to season. This was just like one of his bimbo fantasies, except of course Emily didn't have the bogus tits and wasn't currently sucking his cock. But she was starting to reckon 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 desire 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 girlfriend. 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 adjacent to him, snuggling in close. Her mitt 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 turncock through his trouser. She said whispered,"It feels like I've been waiting for this all day."

Feeling his own lust payoff over, Nathan pushed her pile on the sofa and kissed her deeply. His hand began to rub Emily's breasts, 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 trouser. She looked into his eyes and said,"I have to see it. Now."

Nathan stood up and quickly took his pants and his Boxer off, leaving them in a pile on the ground. Before he could reelect to the couch, Emily had gotten off and come down to her knees. She placed on of her hands on his prick, slowly rubbing it as she looked up at Nathan's face. Then, slowly, she moved her mouth forward and began to lightly lap up and kiss the tip of his prick.

Emily began bobbing her foreland up and down, taking more and more of his cock into her mouth. Her hand drifted down to the end of his tool and she began playing with his balls. She moaned out as she continued blowing him."Mmmmm. Do you like it when your horny slovenly woman of a girlfriend sucks your cock ?"

"Ohhhhhh, yeah !"Nathan sighed out, leaning his school principal back and closing his optic in delight.

He enjoyed the notion of her lips on his intemperately cock. She looked so hot with her bright red lips and tight crop top, moaning as she sucked on his cock. Nathan ran his finger's breadth through her hairsbreadth, grabbing the spine of her head 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 face of his look, nibbling lightly on his ear and whispered,"feel how wet sucking on your cock has made me."

Nathan reached his helping hand under her rigorous skirt, noticing that she did not put on panty when she changed, and began to rub Emily's already wet pussy in small circuit. Emily moaned out again, burying her head against Nathan's neck and rubbing her clothed trunk against his.

She whispered again,"Pull up my skirt."

As Nathan did, she reached down and aligned his peter with her wet pussycat. In one movement she took his full 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 putz in suddenly, grinding apparent motion. Nathan saw her breasts move with the rotation of her organic structure, and ineffective to jib, reached out one of his workforce to play with her mamilla through the material of her shirt.

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

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

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

With that, Nathan grabbed her pelvic girdle and pulled her down on his putz. He moaned in pleasure as he felt himself cum deep into her slit. He lay there on the bed, panting, and saw Emily look down at his happy face 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 morning, she would wake up twenty minutes before him. She would start coffee and breakfast, then go put on some physical composition, mascara, and lipstick. She would mount back into bed with Nathan and waken him up with a blowjob. He would either cum in her mouth or pin her pile and fuck her like a foul slattern. Then, she would eat breakfast with him and buss him goodbye for work.

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

It was the garroter Nathan had gotten her. He was sure as shooting of it. But, the effect didn't seem to leave when she took it off for short periods of meter. Nathan spent time studying it one first light when she was in the shower. There was nothing out of the ordinary bicycle. And Emily, without being able to volunteer 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 employment 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 English."I got my hair dyed when you were at piece of work today. I thought it'd help oneself me look the parting 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 smashed pink cooler top - a new addition to her wardrobe - and yoga pants. Her tit were visible through the fabric.

"Oh Hell,"Nathan said, tossing his coating and shoes haphazardly on the ground."I need you rightfulness now."

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

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

He moved his hired man up to her breast and began to slowly caress her breasts, paying special care to lightly pinch her nipples. Emily began to worm in delectation. Nathan could feel her hired man fumbling with his belt, finally capable to unzip his jeans and slip them off. She began to stroke his pecker through his boxers as Nathan kissed her.

He grabbed the side of meat of her yoga pant, pulling them down her stage and off, into a small pile on the floor. He smiled up at her."No panties again, I see."

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

Nathan climbed between her ramification. He lined his stopcock up with her already wet pussy and slowly began to advertize it in.

"Oh, shag !"Emily cried out.

Nathan grabbed her hip joint as he began to thrust in to her. He glanced down at his girlfriend and saw her smiling face and her vacant formulation, framed perfectly by her blonde hair.

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

Nathan moved one of his hired hand to roughly caress at her breasts as he continued to fuck her. He pinched her teat slightly, then started running his fingers through her fuzz. She looked like the staring niggling bimbo, lying there and smiling as she took his hammer deep in her pussy.

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

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

She brushed a few strand of hair's-breadth out of her eyes, 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 articulatio genus and taking his cock into her mouth. Her blonde chief bobbed up and down on his stopcock. Nathan ran his fingers through her hair, and she allowed herself to be guided by his strong hand.

Her hand rubbed his slam in long fortuity as she took a break to look up at Nathan.

"Honey, don't you think I would look sexier for you if I had handsome breasts ?"

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 while ?"

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

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

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

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

***

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

"Almost done ! Just putting the finish up touch sensation on my physical composition !"

Nathan turned and went to go sit down in the life room. He was dressed in frock pants, a white clitoris 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 60 minutes to get ‘ street fix ’. He pulled out his phone and started browsing sportsman articles.

Nathan looked up as he heard Emily emerge from the bedroom. She was dressed in a short fateful frock, a merchandise of her wardrobe update. It had been two hebdomad since she had implants put in. She had to buy a big bit of new kit, as her breasts had gone from a lowly B to an F cup. Even though the attire was designed with this in nous, it looked almost as if her breasts were trying to escape from the neckline.

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

She did a small twirl as she entered the room, her heels clicking on the storey."How do I look love ?"

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

She laughed."That's my preferred 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 hold on his eyes off of her as he drove them to the eatery, sneaking glimpse out of the arse panorama mirror.

The device driver let them out right in front of the eating place. He took one last glance at Emily's cleavage before driving off. Arm in arm, her and Nathan walked toward the phantasy Italian restaurant. Even on their short misstep across the pavement, men couldn't seem to keep open their center off of Emily's body.

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

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

The lights were dim, setting a somewhat romantic standard atmosphere. The restaurant was an beat date position in the city, so it was filled with in-between age match enjoying their time together. Nathan's public figure was called, and they were seated in a table in the niche of the restaurant.

It seated four, so Emily took the posterior on Nathan's left. The waiter came, and both regulate methamphetamine of red wine 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 drawers.

This soon became a game between them, getting easygoing as they continued to drink in more red wine. When the waiter would entrust, Emily would begin stroking Nathan subtly under the board. When he returned, or if they started attracting tending, she would stop, feigning cleaning up a spill 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 fiddling plot. And, as soon as Nathan signed the receipt, he and Emily got up to leave. However, instead of turning toward the threshold, she grabbed his hand and headed toward the back of the restaurant.

She reached the restroom, and flashing a devilish smile at him, opened the doorway to the men's room. There was a 1 middle-aged man there, also dressed in a variation coat. He did a doubling issue as they entered, but Emily paid him piddling attention.

She threw candid the procrastinate door, pulling Nathan inside with her, and locked it behind them. She dropped to her stifle, quickly undoing his belt ammunition and dropping his pant to the trading floor. In one motion, she took nearly his entire length into her back talk, overcome with lust.

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

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

"I'm fucking sword lily you didn't wait."

Nathan pulled Emily to her animal foot, grabbing the bottom of her dress and lifting it over her hips. He slid her black lacing panties down to her knees and slowly began rubbing her slit in pocket-sized lap. She was already wet, practically dripping onto the level.

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

Emily couldn't barricade herself from crying out in joy, partially covering her mouth with one of her hands. Nathan continued fucking her twat, reaching one of his hands around to fumble at her new F cup breasts.

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

Nathan let out a belittled groan as he felt his delight building. Emily let out a small cry as well, and Nathan felt her physical structure tense up. She cried out softly in delight, closing her middle as she orgasmed. Feeling Emily's pussycat spasm and react pushed Nathan over the bound, and he came deep into her. He sighed out in pleasance as they stood there, panting.

Emily turned around, her face pure happiness. She kissed Nathan on the sassing before pulling her panty 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 hired hand, they left the comfort station together. There were a couple stares as they crossed the crowded restaurant floor, but they made it back remote. 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 menage - it was relatively short, just about ten minutes. The streets weren't crowded, but there were quite a few duad out. One in special caught Nathan's eye.

It was a man with greying hair. He looked about fifty, dressed in a suit of clothes and tie, with a beautiful woman on his arm. She was wearing a form-fitting red gown that emphasized her with child breasts 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 .