Chapter 5
Startled awake by the sun in her eyes, Jenny bolted into a sitting position, looking around the room to get her bearings. Her naked "DD" cup breasts wobbled lewdly and quickly settled on her chest. Realizing she was at home in her bed she sighed in relief. She must have had some dream but couldn't remember any of it. She was safe and in their bedroom. She looked down at her hardening nipples. As usual, she was horny, first thing in the morning. Her hand was on her crotch, feeling her wetness growing. She tentatively inserted the middle finger of her hand to scratch the itch that demanded her attention. With her other hand, she manipulated her tit and nipple and cried out as she came, enjoying the pleasures of her morning orgasm.
IMPRINT
After coming down, she looked through her closet and pulled out her aerobic clothing. She needed her athletic bra to hold the girls in place otherwise they'd be dancing all over the place and she'd feel the need to masturbate again.
Arriving at the gym early, she took a place near the front of what promised to be a full class. No sooner had she placed her mat on the floor and got in place, than Nikki took the empty spot just in front of her and winked at her.
It was a tough routine, and after it was over all the women were hot and sweaty. After rolling up her mat, Nikki grabbed Jenny by the wrist and pulled her to her. "Where do you think you're going, sweetie," as she looked Jenny up and down, uncertain that she had the right woman. This woman had enormous tits for such a small frame. It had been over a week since they'd had sex in the shower.
"Is that you Jenny? I almost thought I had the wrong woman; you look so different. Enhanced the girls, eh? Well, they look fabulous on you, perhaps a little too big, but who am I to talk?"
Searching her "Swiss Cheese" mind, she remembered the name. "Nikki," but that was all. She had no idea what she was talking about. "You're Nikki, right? How do we know each other?"
Surprised by the question, Nikki launched into a calm tirade, "So they must have lowered your IQ when they installed those implants if you don't remember me from just a week ago. The shower, remember?"
"I can't say that I do. Are we friends?"
"Yeah, you can say that, after that shower, we're more than friends." She stopped herself deciding that it was a topic for another time and place, Nikki asked Jenny if she wanted to come by her home and freshen up there. Since they were friends, Jenny accepted.
It was a short drive; Jenny followed, parking her Acura SUV behind Nikki's Ford F-150 in the long driveway. She followed Nikki into the modest home, when Nikki stopped abruptly, dropping her bag, then turned and pulled Jenny to her. Before she knew it, she had Jenny in a lip lock, kissing Jenny like a long-lost lover.
Not at all what Jenny was expecting, she was surprised by her friend's actions, until her programming kicked in. It was sex. She loved sex. And sex was always good regardless of the gender of her lover. So, Jenny leaned into the kiss. She kissed back with such fervor. It was Nikki who broke the kiss, panting but eager for more.
Pulling Jenny to her bedroom, she told her to undress as she pulled her top over her head, then tossed it on the floor and discarded her bra in the same manner. She hurried to the shower turned on the water, then pulled off her tight yoga pants and panties. Jenny jiggled into the bathroom watching her friend's naked body as she waited to enter the shower. Testing the temperature, she found it wasn't quite ready, but would be soon. Turning to Jenny she couldn't wait to see her new tits. She was surprised to see how natural they appeared. They defied gravity, and had the same cute areola, and quarter-inch nipples, but were almost three hundred times larger. She gasped, "Damn girl!" she said aloud as she stepped closer. "Whoever performed your surgery was a Rembrandt, they look so natural." Reaching out, and not asking for permission or waiting for an invitation, Nikki grabbed both tits and began feeling for the implants. She was stunned again when she couldn't find any. She shrugged and sucked on a nipple and Jenny squealed in delight. "I'm going to need something in my pussy, too if you keep that up."
"That can be arranged," Nikki said as she moved her mouth to the other tit giving it the same treatment. She was amazed that she couldn't feel the implant. "That's impossible", she thought. She didn't have time to ponder it very long as Jenny inserted two fingers into her pussy and began moving them in just the right way. Steam began to fill the bathroom and reluctantly Nikki pulled away and stepped into the large shower beckoning Jenny to follow. Once inside the two returned to examining each other's body, while washing off the sweat from their aerobic workout. Once again Nikki was stunned. She'd seen more than her share of pussies of all sorts. She especially remembered Jenny's body. It reminded her of a much younger woman, perhaps a preadolescent child, with her flat chest and small closed lips. But now she had prominent outer lips which reminded her of a flower opening to the sun. That wasn't possible in just a week. As she examined them more closely, she saw no evidence of surgery, as she licked and sucked, Jenny reacted much more enthusiastically. They were more sensitive too.
After each of them had cum at least once, and they were both squeaky clean, Nikki pulled her guest out of the shower. While Jenny toweled off, she disappeared for a minute to return wearing a brand-new strapless dildo. Jenny gasped; she'd never seen anything like it before. It almost looked like Nikki had grown a cock of her own, except for the blackish-purple coloring and the smooth surface, it looked like a real cock, complete with a set of testicles below.
Giggling, Jenny spread her pussy to help Nikki put it in place. Nikki didn't waste any time. Soon, she was moving the toy, in and out of her partner. They both thoroughly enjoyed Nikki's cock-work. After they both came twice Jenny asked to try the toy and was amazed at how much pleasure she got from being the one with the cock. It was afternoon; they had fucked all morning and were hungry. Nikki suggested they go out to a local restaurant. Jenny hesitated, she felt she had something important to do, but couldn't say what it was. So, Nikki pulled together a quick light lunch and wouldn't let Jenny leave until they exchanged phone numbers.
Chapter 6
On her drive home, Jenny spied a tattoo parlor and decided to stop. She didn't think much of tattooing, but today she felt differently. She pulled into the parking lot and noticed the adult store, Adam & Eve just a few doors down. Believing she's killing two birds with one stone; she gets out and walks into Adam & Eve. She's surprised to find it's not a cheesy dirty retail store playing on the sex industry in Las Vegas. She's greeted by a pleasant normal-looking hostess, who asked if she could help her find something. Jenny tells her what she's looking for and the hostess walks her to the dildo section and picks out two of the most popular, Jenny picks one and the sales clerk rings up the order and she leaves.
It was a short walk to the tattoo parlor, "Ink, Inc." Once inside she was again surprised that it resembled an average retail business, only it smelled of tattoo ink and she heard the buzzing of a tattoo gun at work. A skinny white gothic-looking girl came out to greet Jenny. She has piercings on her left eyebrow, nose, and lips, plus several tattoos on her exposed limbs. Jenny told the girl she was interested in something unique and colorful. The buzzing noise ends, and a few moments later, a businessman in a suit and tie emerges. He waves goodbye to the artist, says so long to "gothic girl" and leaves. The tattoo artist comes out, and upon seeing Jenny he approaches and tells the "gothic girl", that he'll take over.
"How can I help you," the tattoo artist asks. My name is Doug. He was dressed in a tank top which allowed him to show off his tattoos, and muscular physique, his tight jeans were smudged with ink and had worn holes in the knees and cuffs. He had a pleasant face with a few days of beard growth.
"I was just telling the girl I want something unique and colorful, money's not an issue."
