"Good Lord, Wanda," Debbie Romani said, "they look amazing."
"Oui, ils sont incroyables," Jardin Découpage agreed.
Wanda Soldado, their friend and until recently fellow non-nude model, stood in front of them holding her blouse open. Her once all-natural tits had been enhanced at the suggestion of their agent, Damian Nicholson, and she now proudly showed off the result: two gorgeous, round fake tits that were bigger than her originals, bringing her up to the same size and shape as those of Debbie and Jardin.
"I can't fucking believe how quickly they've healed," Wanda said, cupping both her new tits, "or how good they feel," she said, her nipples hardening beneath her fingers. She could feel her pussy moisten, the G-string she wore beneath her jeans becoming damp. Despite having been blessed with big tits, Wanda had never found them to be that sensitive; her new and enhanced pair were different and she found herself getting horny just by touching them.
"Before you get carried away," Debbie said with some difficulty, tearing her gaze away from her friend's tits, "we need to talk about Charlene."
"Fine," Wanda said, pouting playfully, closing her blouse over her huge jugs. She sat on one of the large chairs dotting the room while Debbie and Jardin remained seated on the big couch.
Since signing with Damian Nicholson, their agent, the three former non-nude models had re-launched their careers with a series of topless shoots. To protect them from the attention this had received, Nicholson had moved them into his huge LA mansion where they each had a suite of rooms comprising a sitting room, bedroom and bathroom, with a communal kitchen staffed by a chef and two assistants at their beck and call. They were currently sat in Wanda's sitting room, Debbie and Jardin having the day off to meet their friend who had just returned from her boob job.
"So, what's up?" Wanda asked. "Charlene decide which of you lucky bitches are going to post with her after that video you shot?"
Debbie and Jardin swapped a brief glance, both of them smiling shyly. Their first photo and video shoot together had meant to be steamy but, to the surprise of both of them, they'd ended up having full blown sex, fingering each other's pussies and Debbie even eating Jardin out. That a shoot with Charlene had been on offer had started out as an incentive, but they'd obviously enjoyed each other even without that.
"You have seen the video?" Jardin asked.
"Oh yeah," Wanda said with a big grin. "Charlene sent me it last night. Have to admit, I've never been into girl-girl stuff but you two looked fucking hot together."
"Did it - - did it get you hot?" Debbie asked, a little nervously.
Wanda paused before answering. "Honestly? Yeah, it did," she said quietly. "I watched it five or six times, watched you fingering each other and you know what I wanted? I wanted to be there with you, fucking and sucking right alongside you."
Jardin and Debbie smiled at their friend's admission.
"I have a feeling the three of us will be starring together soon, non?" she said.
"I don't doubt it," Debbie said, watching Wanda's hand subconsciously slide into her blouse, cupping her new, big tits. "But that's not what we want to talk about."
"When you first met Charlene," Jardin asked Wanda, "did you experience anything - - how you say? - - out of the ordinary?"
Wanda looked from one to the other. "Yeah, you could say that," she said. "When I shook her hand, I had this - - this vision of her and me fucking. I was laid on my back and she was holding my hips up, fucking me with this big, fake cock that looked really real. And now I think about it, I had these huge, false tits as well," she said, grabbing her newly enhanced mounds and squeezing them, forming a deep cleavage that both Debbie and Jardin stared at. "Something tells me I ain't alone in that," Wanda said.
"When I met her, I had a similar - - vision," Jardin said. "Charlene was laying on a large bed wearing a - - a big strap-on and - - I was riding up and down on it."
"I was on all fours on a bed - - and Charlene was - - was doing me from behind," Debbie said, blushing slightly.
"And yet," Jardin said, "none of us have ever been interested in women before we met her. But that is not, perhaps, the strangest thing." Wanda frowned at her. "I was in New York when Charlene met me, Debbie was in England, and you?"
"I was here. Well, in LA, anyway."
"And can you remember the date?" Debbie asked.
"Fuck," Wanda said, trying to think back. "It was a Friday, almost a month ago now - - oh wait, yeah, it was Friday the thirteenth."
"It was also the same day that Charlene met me and Debbie."
