"Big Tits, Big Dicks and Fantasy Fucking"
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A week went by. After that episode with Alice I started to pay more attention to what was going on around me. More and more I was seeing large breasts every where. And cleavage. Tight sweaters, low cut blouses. Mini skirts and short shorts abounded. The girls were flaunting it, those that had it. And more and more seemed to have it! Every where I looked I saw bouncing boobs and erect nipples making themselves evident thru blouses and sweaters.
I was still losing weight. When I stepped into the shower every morning I noticed that I was looking to be in better shape. Tighter, more muscular. And my dick seemed to be expanding. I measured myself at over nine inches long and just thicker than I could reach around with one hand. Damned impressive, I thought.
Two days later Jillian showed up at my carrel. She hadn't been around for the last few weeks and truth be told, I hadn't missed her. But she was back. At least I thought it was her.
"Um, Jillian?" I asked the young lady standing in my entryway.
"Hi," she breathed. "How are you?"
"You...you...ah...you look different", I stumbled.
"I've decided to let the outside match the inside, honey. What do you think?" She twirled in place, giving me a quick look of back and front.
"Um, it's a change," I admitted.
"Of course, silly! That's the point, isn't it?" She giggled fetchingly at the look on my face. I don't think that I had ever heard her giggle before.
"A few weeks ago I realized that I wasn't happy with the way things were going in my life. I decided to make some long over due changes. What do you think?
I took a moment to look her up and down. There were a lot of changes! Where to start? The over all look was no longer that of an Assistant Librarian. She looked more like a prototypical starlet. A porn starlet! What was once mousey brown hair was now blonde - just long enough to be pulled into a pony tail that would reach to her bum. She was wearing make up, another first. Dark eye shadow, expertly applied, highlighted her eyes while her lips were covered in a liquid scarlet color. Somehow her cheek bones were more prominent, it seemed.
Her feet were encased in heels that raised her almost four inches in height. Her curvy, muscular legs were bared almost to her hips. She was wearing a pair of the tightest denim short-shorts that I had ever seen. And her tightly muscled mid section was visible below the skin tight crop top that barely covered her breasts.
And that was the really big change. I had never seen her with breasts. She had never had breasts! I had heard that she ran marathons in college. Now she had a pair of cantaloupe sized boobs that powered straight ahead of her. She didn't have on a bra but her boobs didn't sag at all! Her erect nipples led the charge, looking like they could cut thru the fabric at any moment. She was standing with her hands perched on her hips, her arms pulled back which really emphasized her bust line. She grinned up at me.
"Like I said, I decided to make the outside match the inside. So I took out some money from my 401(k) and found a plastic surgeon that would do what I wanted. And I love it!"
"What did you want?" I asked, disbelievingly.
"I told you! I wanted to look the same on the outside as I have always looked on the inside! If you could have seen what was going on inside me before, you would agree this is perfect. Well, almost perfect. I'm still not quite where I want to be."
She swayed toward me. Her feet were a little unsteady in the high heels. She nestled up against me. Her boobs pressed solidly against my chest as she gazed up into my eyes. I could feel her tight little body all the way from my chest to below my crotch. Her leg slipped between mine and she rubbed her thigh against my rapidly hardening cock. She smirked at me and her hand stroked my chest as she continued.
"I've always felt betrayed by my appearance. But until recently I didn't have the nerve to do anything about it. But now I'm going to make up for lost time." She smiled at my expression.
"Oh, gosh, if you had only known. Inside that drab exterior I was cursed with, I was a hot, horny, slut! If anyone had asked I would have done almost anything. I would have sucked cock. I would have fucked as many men as I could. I would have worn out my lovers with all sorts of dirty, dirty things! But it was like I was trapped!
Well, I've broken the bonds that held me back!"
Her breasts were solid bowls of excitement as she slowly grazed them back and forth against me. I'd never felt such solid boobs! There was was almost no flex to them.
"I've always been so thin," she explained. "I wanted to be so much more feminine. These are the largest implants I could talk the doctor into using. I love the look!" Stepping back a short step she lifted the crop top to expose her tits.
They almost literally exploded from her chest! There was no hint of sag or softness. They were actually smaller where they met her chest than they were near their midpoint. Her skin was stretched tightly across her boobs. The erect nipples were perched high on those impressive mounds, seeming to want to leap free and land between my lips.
"Holy crap!" I blurted. "Those are..." I had no idea how to finish that sentence.
"Big, hot, fucking tits!" she completed for me. "These are the tits I was supposed to be blessed with! Big, fat, titties that draw men like flies! No matter what I wear, they poke out and make people look at them!," she was gently stroking them. Both hands pulled and tugged on her nips causing her to inhale in excitement.
"It feels even better if you were to do it, lover. Here!" she drew my hands up and clapped them against herself. I felt her hardened nipple in the center of each palm.
With out thought I squeezed and manipulated her titties. There was very little give to them. They were so much more solid than any other tits I had ever felt.
"The Doc said that they would loosen up a little with time," she told me as if she had read my mind. "We'll see."
She groaned as I kept up working over her big boobs.
She spun in my embrace. Pushing her tight little ass against my hard on she groaned with lust as I continued to squeeze and caress her rock hard titties. I couldn't take my eyes or hands off them. Looking down over her shoulders I gaped at how far out they stuck! These were some seriously big tits on what had been a flat chested, skinny little bookworm!
"Oh, that feels so good. I'm so sorry it took me so long to get my titties done!" she sighed. "I'm glad I insisted that we go big. The Doctor only wanted me to go to a "C" cup. I insisted on these "E" cup puppies!" She groaned again as my fingers pinched her nipples. She was still rubbing her self back against me. My dick was starting to feel cramped in my pants!
