...is that not how you wanted to look?
Text in the post.
"Do you really know what you
are doing there?" she asked as
she watched him attach the thin
needle to the bicycle pump.
"Sure do, Erin-Mae! The doc called
and said they should have healed
enough to inflate them now."
"...but don't you think we should
go back to the clinic for that?"
"Nah! He'll bill you for something
that I can easily give you for free.
We've already burned all your
savings on the surgery anyway."
She looked him warily,
so he assured her:
"I know what I'm doing. I have
inflated other dolls before."
With a little prick, the needle
easily penetrated her right
filling port. Dumbfounded,
she watched herself growing
quickly as he pumped away.
Soon he was satisfied.
"Perfect!
Now the other one!"
Erin-Mae found her tongue
again as her other boob grew.
"Not that much! Stop already! Please!"
"But babe, you look ridiculous!"
he said, without stopping.
"They'll all laugh at you
if you show up at Hooters
with uneven boobs tomorrow! ?
Just a few more pump strokes
and you'll be good for now."
_
A version a few days later. He needs to add some more volume, obviously.
This is her before he convinced her that she needed big hooters:
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