Alan and Bambi Watkins made their way through the Denver Airport as husband and wife just a few days after arriving as a 50 year old man and an 18 year high school student.
Alan couldn't help but think of how different everything was just a few short days ago. Erin was a gorgeous brunette with a desire to become a volleyball player in college.
Now, through a bit of luck and desire, she was his blonde bombshell wife named Bambi.
As they walked through the airport hand in hand, he thought about how connected they truly were. She had become everything he had ever wanted. She willingly decided to get her hair done like the 1980 version of Dolly Parton. She was willing to change her name and marry him. She had decided to become submissive to him.
In the noise and bustle, her vintage inspired dress and heels felt like just another subtle admission of how much she loved him.
As they waited in the security line and tenderly held hands, he leaned in and softly kissed her and said, "When we are in a crowd or just holding hands, I want us to have something special. When I squeeze your hand three times, I'm saying that I love you. You can reply with four squeezes of my hand which will mean that you love me too."
He then proceeded to squeeze her hand three times. She smiled, kissed him, and squeezed back four times in reply.
The gesture made sense for the newlywed couple as there were certain aspects of their marriage they hadn't truly discussed yet. The former Erin was still in high school and was now likely to not go to college at all. Her parents would likely be quite upset at the developments as well of the much older Alan marrying their daughter.
Alan knew the dynamics of their relationship would likely cause a major stir. He was also concerned that his son Matt, Erin's former boyfriend, would react negatively to the whole situation.
The dull murmur of the airport security lines and awkward scanning process barely hid the fact many eyes turned towards the dated hairstyle and look of Bambi and the much older man holding her hand. The looks were noticed by both of them but Alan wanted to make sure Bambi felt comfortable, "Harold and Vicki were right. We will absolutely turn heads. We will inspire scores of people to live their best lives."
She nodded her head in agreement before reconnecting her hand to his as they walked to their plane's waiting area.
They sat down close to each other in the waiting area near their plane and Alan wrapped his arm around Bambi and rested his hand on her hip. She scooted closer to him and gently rested her hand on his inner thigh. They together stared out the massive airport terminal windows as planes took off in the distance.
She couldn't help but think of how everything had happened. How she had built up an attraction to Alan for months, how her dreams along the way seemingly led her to being a willing participant in the transformation to becoming Bambi. She knew deep down how much she loved and trusted Alan.
Even though she was a bit scared to go to Los Angeles and get a breast enhancement, she wanted to continue to feel the butterflies she felt whenever Alan looked at her with lust in his eyes. She had given her virginity to him in marriage and was willing to do whatever it took for them to achieve their dreams.
Eventually, the plane loading started and Alan could feel a sense of pride seeing all of the businessmen casually take lustful looks at his vintage blonde bombshell wife. He allowed himself to think about how incredible she would look with breast implants.
On their trip out to Denver, the duo sat in coach. As a married couple leaving Denver on their way to Los Angeles, they were upgraded by Stone Rock Publishing to first class seats. Once they were settled in and the plane departed, it began to sink in with both of them that their new journey together was starting.
Bambi took Alan's hand and squeezed three times. He squeezed back four times in response.
They quickly landed in Los Angeles and were picked up by a company driver and were taken for a consultation appointment with Dr. Renee Swanson.
The plastic surgeon's office was distinctly modern and walking in the door was the first time Bambi truly felt nervous about everything. She had no idea what to expect and so Alan checked them in at the front desk.
They were taken back to the doctor's office. The modern office featured all of the white steril walls, large windows, and soft wood tones that could be packed into the space.
A doctor's table with adjustable arms and head rest was clearly for Bambi and she climbed in. Her heels couldn't quite touch the ground once she was sitting in the chair.
Alan sat in a chair immediately next to the doctor's desk. He looked at his young blonde bombshell wife and he couldn't help but be amazed at her beauty in the stark operating room.
His focus on her was broken when Dr. Renee Swanson entered the room.
To Bambi's relief, the doctor wasn't some perverted man who would make the examination process awkward.
Dr. Swanson was a slender woman with grey hair just barely to her shoulder. Her warm smile to the nervous Bambi gave way to her grasping hands with the young bride, "Hello, Bambi and Alan. So nice to meet you two. I'm Doctor Swanson and I'm so glad to be able to work with you."
Bambi squeezed her hand, "Thank you. So nice to meet you."
The doctor sat down on her rollable seat and referred to the manilla folder that contained Bambi's medical information, "So, it appears you were referred to me by Harold Stevens. I've done quite a bit of work for him and his wife over the years. Looks like for now a breast augmentation."
Bambi closed her eyes as she heard the words from the doctor. She couldn't believe she was sitting in a plastic surgeon's office, married to Alan, and how happy she was about all of it.
Before she could answer, Alan agreed, "Yes, just something simple for now. You know how Harold is and how aggressive he can be. We found out first hand about that, didn't we babe?"
Bambi opened her eyes to give a sarcastic short laugh and smirk at her much older husband.
Dr. Swanson stood and put the chart aside and went up to the young woman to unzip her dress for easier access for examination.
The young bride did as she was told, just as she did when Vicki Stevens told her to undress for her. The context here was not sexual as it was in the hotel room in Colorado, but as the 18 year old pulled the vintage dress down to reveal her naturally ample breasts, she noticed Alan stirred in his seat behind the doctor as he was no doubt reminded of their first erotic encounter.
The doctor tenderly put her hands underneath her C cup natural breasts. Bambi kept a blank look on her face as the doctor lightly squeezed and felt all around her rib cage, under breast area, and the tops of her breasts, "You are in great shape, have you played sports or run?"
Alan rustled in his chair as he thought back to Bambi's previous life as the captain of her high school volleyball team when she went by Erin. He tried to hide the fact his cock was getting hard and he quickly replied, "She played volleyball."
Bambi nodded in agreement and was a bit taken by the past tense use by her husband. She looked down at the diamond ring on her hand and her now well manicured French tip fingernails. She had really progressed beyond playing volleyball which had felt like a chore more than something she enjoyed. All of the pressure of being something she didn't want to be was gone. She lovingly looked over to her husband and winked at him acknowledging her days as a volleyball player were effectively over.
The doctor departed the young breasts and returned to her chart to write down a number of notes, "So, like everything with Mr. Stevens, he has made sure I have time tomorrow to get you in for surgery. My plan is for us to get a start on this process tomorrow and give you a couple hundred CCs in each breast to get you to a lovely D cup. You have the muscle structure and fitness to do quite a bit more than that in the future. I think for now it will be best for us to go slow with everything. I very much look forward to working with the two of you. Now, all I need are your signatures on this document and we can be all set for six am tomorrow. We require no food or water eight hours before your procedure."
She handed the document and a pen to Alan who signed his name on the spot indicated for him as he had for decades. He then handed the document and pen to Bambi who nervously clicked the pen in and out a couple of times as she tried to think about how exactly she wanted to sign her new legal name of Bambi Watkins. She took care to sign her name with some flair with a lofty cursive B and as flowing of following letters as she could.
The Watkins last name was one she had secretly thought about in her head for the months leading up to everything as her crush on the much older Alan developed. She wrote her new last name with a continued flowing cursive style. As she stared at her new name on the document, she couldn't help but dot her letter I with heart shapes. It felt like a feminine simple touch that made the young blonde bombshell smile as she handed back the document to the doctor.
In one sweeping motion, the doctor took the paperwork and swiftly moved out of the office and on to her next patient.
The moments of silence lingered as the couple lingered in their respective seats as Bambi recapped up her dress. Alan ran his fingers through his hair and tried to comprehend everything that had happened, "That seemed quick. I guess it is pretty routine, especially in this town."
"I liked her though. She seems to really know what to do. Can you believe this?"
"No, can you? I do know that I love you and you're going to look amazing. Let's go get some dinner."
Alan rose from his chair and offered his arm to his young bride who used it to gracefully exit the patient's chair.
Their fingers quickly intertwined as they exited the office and navigated their way out of the hallway before they stopped at the front desk to confirm the surgery for the next morning.
They soon were back in the car with their driver taking them to the house that Harold and Vicki were letting them stay at.
The opulent French Riviera style villa was nestled in an arborvitae fortress of 20 foot tall privacy trees. The grand columns on the front facade gave way to a second story balcony that gave both of the newlyweds thoughts of early mornings together.
The car stopped in front of the entrance and the butler quickly stepped out to help unload the luggage and escort the couple inside. The butler introduced the couple to the on site maid and chef before showing them around the immaculate house.
Marble and wood floors throughout with vaulted ceilings gave every main level room a feeling of grandeur that was so far beyond what either one of them had ever experienced.
"When do you buy me one of these darling?" Bambi teased as she walked hand in hand with her husband.
